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I dunno why, but I REFUSE to listen to any music with words, as of lately.
I find it revolting, for some odd reason.
I mean, I still sing them (not that I'm even singing any more), but its just...
GR.
What is happening to me?
I'm literally SCARED to be alone...
Like... I just wanna talk on the phone, or give a hug...
I'm just desperate for human contact.

I think all these fears that I've hidden deep within the back of my mind are finally emerging.
...Or its from this guy who plays piano...
O.O

I DON'T KNOW.

Ugh.

I think I figured out what I'm freaking out for.
My dog, Buffy, is fourteen, and he's LITERALLY on his death bed.
...Well, pretty close, anyway.
He can't go up and down stairs, and he's scared to sit and lay down....

He's the LAST connection I have to my puppy Gizmo...
I'm scared that... that if I don't have him with me anymore, then I'll change...
I'm scared that I'll become just... depressed.
No longer connected to my puppy, and having to leave my ugly baby...
-.-;;

I don't know...


...Ugh.
I hate myself right now.
I'm crying... ANd I'm letting this happen.
GR.

I really wish I didn't have work to do.
I just wanna sit in my room (Which is probably 95 degrees right now), and draw while listening to Yiruma work his magic on the Piano.

And I'd also like it if people would STOP ******** YELLING AT ME.

GR. AGAIN.

I'd ALSO like it if certain DOUCHE BAGS would leave me ALONE, and not call me a slut, b***h, skank, whore, etc. EVERY SINGLE MINUTE.

AND I'd ALSO like it if another certain someone would STOP POKING MY SIDES.

I DON'T TRUST YOU TOUCHING ME.
I DON'T TRUST YOU TICKLING ME.
I DON'T TRUST YOU AT ALL.
AND IT HURTS LIKE HELL.
A LOT.

Grrrrrrawr.

I've just been snapping on everyone who has pissed me off lately.

I mean, I've endured it for so long...
One can only hold in such thoughts for so long.

I hatfa say, it felt great.
Finally speaking my mind.

...Of course, I probably could've worded it nicer, but I was just pissed right there.

Ah, well.
The past is the past.




I'm really excited for tomorrow.
Going on a field trip to a amusement park.
I would say where, but I can't spell it.

Kyle said he's gunna drag me on a roller coaster that has constant loops and corkscrews.
I begged him not to, but he said that I need to get over such a petty fear.
-.-;;
He said things that help are:
-Screaming
-Keeping your eyes open.
-Looking at the track non-stop.
-Cussing like hell.

He said if I'm good with that, then we'll go on one worse.
But I don't think that he understands...
I'm PETRIFIED of loopy roller coasters.
I get nauseous, and I shake really badly.
It takes like... half an hour to get over, too.

But, me, Marcos, Chris, and Kyle have our bus trip planned out.
I'm playing cards, and other assorted items for the ride.
Chris/Marcos has the Uno cards.
Kyle is bringing his i-pod. ( I am too.)
We're gunna listen to music, and play some Strip Uno.
XD
HAHAHAHAAHH!
No, not really.
Its this big joke my friends made a while back.
And when we planned the Uno thing, I said "Strip Uno all the way."
And Marcos smiled and said "Oh, yes."

It'll be fun.
It's supposed to rain.
I don't care if it does, to be honest.
As long as I have my books, i-pod, and sketch book, then I'm set.
=D

WHICH REMINDS ME.
Young Kim, the COOLEST drummer you'll meet in this crappy state, is AWESOME.
He gives me pocky every day.
^-^
(I got a little mad, though. I told him that he's making me fat. XD He said its impossible for me to be fat.)
AND, TO-FRIGGIN'-NIGHT, he's buying me Eclipse.
But he REFUSES to let me pay for it!
GR.
I stuck it in his jacket, though.
So, yeah.
He has $20 for my book.
;D

I literally tackled him, for him to take the money.

Hahahahah!
Young is just awesome.
He went to ALL my concerts this year, to support me.
He went to ALL the home games, and met me back at school to congratulate me, and help me get the uniform off.
He's like this... GIGANTIC inspiration in my life.
He's mah bestest buddy.
...Well, second bestest, next to Ryan, of course.
But only in DE.
>.>
<.<


Oh, I found out that like... 90% of people who live in Delaware have heard "Dela-WHERE?!" from people who DON'T live here when they go out of state.
AND that 75% of americans who DON'T live in Delaware can't say where we are.

WE ARE ON THE DAMNED EAST COAST.
WE'RE THE SHAPE YOUR SANDWICH WILL BE AFTER THREE OR FOUR BITES.
XD


Damn.
We suck.
XD
Ewwww!

That reminds me, Gregg said "A lot of things go in Katie's mouth..."
And I smiled and said "Yes. A LOT of things do. Gum, candy, pencils, pens, food, sometimes paper..." And I made a list.
And then smacked Gregg for calling me a whore.
>.>



OH!
YES.
BIG CONGRATS TO NII-SAN FOR GETTING HIS JOB!
WOOOH!
...Now I just need one.
>.>
<.<










Alright.
I REALLY gotta get to work.
I'm getting really distracted.
Bye everyone!