I have suddenly got a headache. WTF? Anyways... today... today is boring as hell. Is hell boring? I don't know... I'm likin' my new diary. A new start, you know? My top left icon is of me, made oh-so-graciously by Lindsey and my header picture is just of me. I look hot in that picture (I'm really not that hot, it just turned out that way.) and I was surprised because all my photos end up looking stupid if I'm trying to be straight-faced or just smiling. I don't have a problem with looking like a retard (see top left photo). Tomorrow, my dad says we're going golfing. Now, normally I would be happy at the prospect of spending some quality time with my dad, even if golfing it horrible boring and repetitive, however, I am having girly issues. Why do cool things always happen when I'm bleeding out my freakin' crotch? You know, it's just bleeding. You get cuts and scrapes all the time and they bleed, and you don't usually get bothered by it. And yet, once we see it is a immediate downfall in our moods. An "Aw, shit." and the knowledge that you will not be able to sleep over at any friends houses for the next week, go swimming, or even wear tight pants. Okay, maybe it isn't everyone. But it's me. I'm terribly self-conscience of everyone around me so all the rules (see above) are a must for me. Sad, isn't it? Okay yeah, as you'll soon be finding out, my life is pretty sad. I'm not a very social creature (okay, I am, but only around certain people). I hate crowds and parties and stuff and rather stay home on the compy or veg out watching TV or reading a book (or something online.) Anyways... I'm not set to really do anything today, so I'm just sitting here. I must practice my violin! The first song isn't that hard but the second (the one with the new string) is bleh.