OKay, me and the brown boy can have conversations now. Without me hurting his feelings. I wonder why we can do this now? We didn't before. I still don't get it. I'm all friendly and he is totally stand-offish. Rude. Then I turn stand-offish and he decides to be all friendly. Shoot me now. Actually, shoot him. He says the more I reject his 'gifts' the more he'll give them to me. I think that's a threat. Fine, I'll unvoluntarily take advantage of him and his money I suppose. _____________________________ My throat started hurting yesterday. Last night it hurt so bad it woke me up. I can't get siicckkk I don't wannnaaa be like everyone else. _____________________________ Oh by the way, I finished my 19th handwritten journal And I don't have one to replace it yet So I'll prolly be writing in here A LOT more. I need money. _____________________________ I was waiting for the train yesterday And a girl came up and offered me an free interview with her Modeling agency. Um..... Everyone sitting next to me turned to look... How could you NOT immediately start brewing yer own opinion about if this strange girl could be a model or not?