whatever.

mm lets see.. the time now is 12.15 in the morning. i know the time in my blog is screwed up. i don't ever want to sleep>:( i just saw b talking to x and i know how i dream of being the one that he talks to the most-.- im just being caught up here. >:D >:D >:D >:D

so uhm.. my parents are like, two irritated .... cat-fighting eagles. -.-

ive kinda gotten used to them fighting... i mean hello its been like, 4-5 years ive taken this crap.

i mean, you two do whatever you can to SALVAGE this holy sacred marriage and if it doesn't work, then do what you have to do. as long as it makes you happy. i don't mind. i can live out on the streets... learn how to make rock soup... live on rabbits... no im kidding. but my brother is 9. NINE. he doesn't even flush the toilet after he does business. i don't know..... uh! this is horrible. this is why i don't ever want to get married.

another MISTAKE. MIS-TA-KE.

I CAN'T EXPLAIN HOW FURIOUS I AM AT MYSELF. GOD.

A year ago, I attended the akltg camp thing. and err.... gosh the internet is unsafe. ok but anyway... there was this guy i sorta ....-.- liked. and errr. yeah. today when i went to pick mykel up from akltg.... i.... saw.... him. HE WAS A COACH. coach is branded. -.- okay anyway... hmmm i seem to recall that i didn't want to go for the coaching thing cause i was too LAZY. -.-

sigh

thanks. a lot. self. thanks. THANKS.

IF I HAD GONE IT WOULD MEAN 5 DAYS, 14 HOURS EACH DAY, WHICH IN TOTAL IS LIKE 70 HOURS TOGETHER. INDIRECTLY.

*slams fist on table*

i have to eat some chocolates.