2008-02-18T19:05:00.000-08:00

I hate being here.

2008-02-03T19:39:00.000-08:00

I guess I am still like a child. Regardless of how many times I've been told or warned not to do something, I do it anyways, that's if I really want to do it. But If I know I should not do it, and I am told so, I don't do it. So, I can either feel happy about the current restrictions, or inevitably feel regretful. It's pointless to sit here and dawdle on what could have been done. I am well aware that I should think on the lighter side of things, like I always do. Le sigh.
My sister's laughing her head off in her bedroom whilst she's on the phone with one of her friends. My friend Stephanie had called me about 30 or so minutes ago, and we talked for a bit. Ever 2 to 4 minutes, my sister would walk through my room, talking as loud as possible to the point where I could not make out what Stephanie is saying. She finally noticed that I was on the phone with her, but still went on with being very loud. Ugh. I hate my room.

New blog.

2008-02-02T16:29:00.000-08:00

I decided to leave LiveJournal, after hearing all the apparent drama that's been going on. Hopefully I'll stick to posting often in this one.

Glarfluck

New blog.