Well it's been a full year now

I havn't seen or hurd from my real mother for a full bloody year now.

Is that a bad thing or somthing? I think in a way it is. Maybe it isn't but I suppose it would be. Hummm....

Did I do somthing bad might you be thinking, no.

She just kept trying to munipulate me into moving up to MT. with her, because everyone here 'hates me'. Hummm... Well ok then...

Man am I sleepy. Not to self early bed time tonight. And hell I even woke up at 11. I don't know whats wrong with me. God. Blow my brains out now I guess.

Hummm....

I don't quite know for sure, but I do believe that there is a moron stalking me on the internet. Maybe it's just the fact he fallows me around on threads e-mails me when I tell him to knock it off, and doesn't leave me alone.

Who knows I could just be insain again. Oh well.

Dear lord oh mighty.

God whats up with me using that lately?

Man I'm on crack or somthing I guess.

Annnnnyways.

I'm starting to get pissed off at people again.

Don't yeah love Highschool for that?

You can slip up once and it allll goes to hell around yeah.

Well my friend Bridgett would know that wouldn't she?

Picture it Freshmen year for me

And somthing awful happens to me(depression) and I'm put in the hospital to 'get better'

I come back to school and everyone is watching me.

People I don't even know are watching me.

And I left with out telling a soul, even my brother didn't know what happened to me really.

Anyways.

I sit down near some friends who smile at me and tell me "Bridgett told us what happened."

Well I didn't know what Bridgett told everyone so I asked "What did she say?"

"Oh she told us your brother molested you and you had to go to the hospital."

...

Ok now picture me storming mad, runing after Bridgett (a big girl) trying to kill her.

That is what I wanted to do.

Instead I just stood up mad as hell and started to search for Bridgett with about five or six people fallowing me because they now knew it was a lie and wanted to kill her for dissing my good name.

We find her and she runs off scared.

Anyways it ended with her saying sorry and making a public announcment that it was a lie and that she didn't mean it in a too bad way.

We're friends again but she's on such a thin thread of trust that one slip up will have me finding the ones who want to kill her again.

And that was my freshmen year.

But this isn't my freshmen year, this is my sohomore year.

Hizza for that fricken thing.

People are dipshits....