Today I found out one of my friends likes the same guy I do. It was really strange. The conversation was started because the Sadie Hawkins dance is soon and we were talking about guys we would ask. And [stranger still] we have both liked him for over a year. Sheesh that's weird.

I don't know if I would be able to go to Sadie's anyway, so I'm not going to ask him. If she gets the guts, she can ask him and they can have fun. I don't know, I'm not the jealous type. But considering he's not actually my boyfriend, I see no reason why I would be uptight about it. It's really weird when people are all clingy to people they like but don't have the guts to ask out. I'm glad I'm not one of those people.

Anyway, Halloween. I went trick-or-treating for the like, first time in my life. Yes, I'm fourteen. My parents are super Christian and thought/think Halloween is evil. Le sigh. Anyway, I went to my friends house. I was a detective. It was fun. And hey, free candy! Tight.

The end. =D

I'm sick. I think I've had a cold since Thursday, but it still is lame. And then yesterday I was super annoyed with idiot people and got really tired.

I got home today at 3:30 and went to bed. I woke up at 5:30. I can't believe I slept two hours; I didn't even hear my family leave to go to my grandma's house. And while the sleep felt good, I felt gross when I woke up. I think something I ate didn't like me.

Ohmygosh, weird story. So this morning my mom is like "I volunteered you to call people who have a history of not voting" and I'm like "WHAT?!" Recently my mom has been all political. I think she has been eaten by the Republican party. She went to a thing a few years ago and gave her e-mail and since she actually reads her e-mail now, she has been reading all this Republican stuff.

It's gotten really bad. She sent a family friend a postcard about a Republican candidate. I was like "If you really want her to vote for someone, why don't you talk to her instead of sending her an impersonal, pre-written advertisement?" And she replied with "It's just a letter."

And so anyway. I was like "WHAT?!" because I knew she had heard about this from the Republican party.

Mom: It's community service!
Me: Not if it's not on the school list!
Mom: It's good to encourage people to vote.

That's true. But

1. I can't even vote myself.
2. I don't know these people. They aren't going to like being preached at about voting by some random teenager.
3. Where did they get this list of registered voters who don't vote? Isn't this like, invasion of privacy?
4. I don't like talking on the phone.
5. I'm not getting paid.

So. That's my life at the moment.

Blarg.

I feel gross and unwanted and unneeded.

I wish someone would talk to me.

I require attention, which makes me feel self-centered.

I guess I am.

Idon'twanttogotopracticeIjustwanttosleepppppppppp.

I don't want to act like I'm happy. But if I say I feel like crap, people are going to ask what's wrong and nothing's wrong. I'm wrong. And then people are going to be careful around me like I've got a disease and I can't handle that.

I NEED A FRIEND.

I have friends, but I need a best friend. Sure, whatever, I used to think they were over rated but now I think I need one.

I can't wait until next week.

Fall Break, I love thee.

Dear police and cousin: Stop picking on my uncle. He's a good guy and he certainly didn't do what you are accusing him of. He might have mental problems, but that doesn't mean he's a disgusting pervert. Besides, if he was, I would have known ten years ago. He would never do that. Stop making him depressed. Stop making Grandma cry. Let him go.


It used to be that family was the stable part of my life.