Now, I know I must sound very deprived, but I -just- found out about the blink 182 split.
....
What The Fuck.
They /can't/ do this! Without any warning what so ever! I just..I'm so mad. I actually started screaming. Sounds pathetic, no? But still. It's just. Arg. They just...Erg...

On a happier note, I'm sick. Actually, that's not much better. Got the flu, and my friend probably has mono. oO; Just guessing, but it's what lots of people think. Whatever. Sad thing is that he only has half a spleen because he was run over by a car when he was younger.

Go figure.

Well, I suppose I'm feeling pretty content despite all that's happening. Like how Jilly's dad walked out in hte middle of the night, came back, then left again and hasn't been seen in a few weeks. I wish he would just leave, it's tearing Jilly apart. She's been all distant lately.

And Chantale isn't helping matters. She's such a fucking self-centered bitch. I mean, honestly. Get a hold of yourself woman, you have a better life than most people. "Oh noes! My mum doesn't want me hanging out with Jelly!" ...Go jump into a scalding hot pot of boiling grease.
Please.
Now.

And I have absolutely no muse to take it all out on. But I want to take pictures now, like, photos. I have ideas. But no camera. And no model either. Which sucks monkey ass.

For those of you still reading, I wouoldn't know what to say. Since my life is pretty boring with the usual teenage angst thrown in there. How cleche.
Whatever.