*Walks in through door* Hey there. This little snippet of diary here has a somewhat interesting story. The gist of it is that I wrote this on January the eigth in third period and to be honest maybe I shouldn't be putting it up. But I need to make up for yesterday (today being the ninth) because I went to bed really early. Didn't get much sleep, but was in bed early enough. So yea, I guess you can read my thoughts - just my thoughts and I'll see you in a few moments. *Walk out and closes door* So today I expect that ,y dad'll confront me about some stupid issue/ topic. I hate it when he does that. He thinks he's so goddamn righteous and so omniscent. In actuality, if it came down to it, he couldn't tell his arse from a whole in the wall. He's always proclaiming that he knows more then we think he does and that he's such an underdog and like he's so hard done. You know what? maybe when he was younger he was but that's different. Now he's as good as a bloody king. - and just like many kings, he's got his head so far up his arse that he can't tell what time of day it is, let alone trying to understnd me or what's going on with me. And he's always saying that we're not as close as we use to be and something about how I know I can trust him with anything but I don't talk to him as much as I should and blah blah blah. Well no shit sherlock. Here's a clue for ya pops: If I don't even trust most of my friends (who I picked by the way) what makes you think that I'm going to trust you? Lately he's just been acting like a real hard-ass, like there's some kind of 2 by 4 shoved up there. I know that's not the case though, because there isn't enough room in his arse on account of his big head already being up there. He probably already got the conversation all planned out like 'cause he thinks he so smart. Like the rest of us in this bloody house nevermind. I'm going to stop there because either I'll say something that I'll regret or something bad'll happen. On a MUCH better note, we're getting a small dropping of snow. It looks real pretty. Reminded me of what it should have been for xmas. We are in the classroom and the rather large snow flakes were just dancing on their way down. kinda just makes you stop and think for a second, even appreciate certain things. There's too much I could talk abour right now but the bell's going to be going in about twenty minutes so I'll have to make it faster then I thought. Like, the major thing on my mind is my bloody ex. Stupid fool. She's so goddamn fake. Honestly - don't act like you want to be my friend and that you care and then talk about your sexual relations that you had earlier this week in front of me. Particularly when you're only doing it to try and make me jealous. Why the hell wold I care if you're going around and spreading your legs to try and get over what happened? Somebody, please tell me why? maybe I missed something but I think you'd get the message when I change my regular and very efficent routes to ones that take me more time just so that I don't have to put up with you. And don't tell me that you miss me after you are clearly 'dealing' with three different guys right about now. And riddle me this batman, if it's supose to be on hte DL, why the hell would you speak about it in a classroom when it's quiet? I just hate people who try and pull stuff like that - like how stupuid do you think I am? I think the Catcher and the Rye had a word for people like that... what did we call it... "PHONY". And why is she hugging me so goddamn much? I swear to god that I don't even hug my mother that much in a week. And Don't you dare try and play good girl around me because I know that she's gone back to her playing ways. Do you the kind of girl I'm talking about? I'm talking about the girls who act all innocent and use guys and get close to them only to hurt them. It's like a friggen bacteria. The ones that cause you pain but you can't get rid of. Or the ones that only live to cause others pain and then get happy off of it. Oh well, maybe they'll all be happier with her - I wish them luck. I would warn them, but it's every man for themselves and god for all. *walks back into room* Hello again. So that's the abridged version of yesterdays entry. I cut it back for your reading pleasure because I know the sevenths (January 7, 2004) was really long... too long perhaps. I'm sure you guys are getting sick of my long entries and I sincerely apologize. I'll try to get more to the point rather then rambling as much as I do. I'm probably kind of ramble on sitD. *tips hat and walks out of door*