Hi, and welcome to my blog. Who = me? Fishie. 18. Male. Good for me. Now, onto the blogging.
I just had the best prom ever!
Didn't even go. Mom is dead. Spent prom night in the hospital watching her die. I really don't know what to do now. . . I better get a scholarship, cause there's no way that I can pay for college on my income alone. Damnit. Why couldn't I have a dad? Hmm. . . Two incomes would be nice. This sucks. I want to go destroy something. . . Resisting the urge to go get wasted(that's illegal). I need something to get my mind off of things but I'm too depressed to really do anything other than mope. Damn. I wish I had some warning. She's been sick for a while, but she got worse too damned suddenly. Blah. Regretting things I can do nothing about. . . I suxor. Whatever. Sleep. Later.
Friends:
-Miru-muru (Thanks for the layout chica!)
-G0d (who is paranoid. . . )
-My computer. . .
Cliques:
-Comming later. XP
Links Out:
Credits:
-Miru-muru, for making me my layout.
-Me, because I rawk and I taught Miru how to code so that she could make me my layout. . .
-Notepad (which Miru used to code that layout)
-My life, for being typed about.
Yey for me.