Jordan told me to write something in here. She is bored. So I must oblige… Um….I’m bored too. Must find something to write about… Jordan and I are speaking again. We never fight for a very long time. Usually a couple of days max. I desperately need to go shopping. Like…my lack of clothing sickens me? Even if I have to go to the dreaded Hot Topic to get a few shirts…so be it. I hope Toxic has some cool ones tho. If not at the new one here, then the original one we always went to in Ventura. I don’t have any Tool shirts or anything anymore. They’re all worn out and shitt-ay. So I gotta go get more… 9:11 I need to cut my hair. Desperately. No I actually need to dye it too. Blah…I have nothing to write about as you can see. Lol. I don’t want to go to school tomorrow. I know it will surely suck. It usually does on Monday. But at least I’m not freaking out about homework right now. Usually on Sunday night I’m flipping out because I just remembered I have this huge essay due or some project due or something…but I don’t. Jordan is “idle.” She’s watching Desperate Housewives. Um…I have never seen it. It seems like it would be stepford-ish. I look like she-it. I haven’t done my makeup in two days. TWO DAYS, JORDAN! Lol. Withdrawals…I feel them coming. Rambling…they’re being racist on TV. It sounds funny. The television told me that "every kiss begins with k." no. fucking. shit. But then Jordan was kind enough to explain to me exactly what the advertisement meant. I guess the company that put out the commercial was Kay Jewelers or something. Ahh...I gets it now. The world is slightly less confusing now. Slightly. Something is ringing. I hear ringing. I think it’s a phone somewhere. Don’t you hate that? When there’s a cell phone somewhere in your house and NOBODY is moving to go shut it off when it’s doing its little message ringing noise thing…my mom is doing that right now. It’s pissing me off. It just rang again. And again. There is no god. Jordan and Theron and I are going to go do something after school this week. We must. We were trying to think of things to do in the scv. I said the mall…movie theater…barnes & noble…couldn’t think of anything else really. Theron said we should play hide and go seek in Wal-Mart. I’m jealous of his creative genius. So terribly jealous. But we could also play tag in Wal-Mart. We’ll have to settle it with rock paper scissors. Of course I will win. Because I’m awesome. Of course. And I’m bored. And I’m rambling and GOD DAMMIT JORDAN WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO FUCKING BORED SO I HAVE TO FUCKING ENTERTAIN YOU GET OFF MY FUCKING PORCH GOD DAMMIT!!!!!!!!! The End. …or is it? (it's cold. the laughing won't stop)