hacked

last night i decided i would take a shot at cutting my sister's hair. in my defense.. she asked me to. however, i don't cut hair.. unless it's my own and i typically mess up a little.. so she freaked out when i messed it up.. and boy did i. so as she was freaking out.. and i was laughing.. my dad was yelling.. because i'm old enough to know my limits.. well this morning i took her to best cuts. it was fun.. even though she told on me to the lady who was cutting hair. her hair looks nice now.. and not like it was sucked through a lawn mower.. thnk you very much i'll be here all night.. i was a good day for the most part.. except for this stupid headache.. so i think i'm off to speedway soon for a coke icee.. they're delicious!!!!! on a side note.. i made a note on one of my web pages last night.. and i tagged someone.. who later told me to untag him.. i really don't know wht i did.. but i think it has something to do with the fact.. i'm me.. like i mess up a lot.. not exactly sure wht to do about it though.. this sucks. he was a good friend.. and he helped me at a bad time in my life when i needed someone.. i'll always be thnkful.. ok thts all for now. thnks for reading.

first day

hello, everyone. today is my first blog.. i don't really know wht to say yet.. sooo.. i'll tell you about myself. i love one tree hill. p. sawyer is my hero. i'm disfunctional. i don't let my emotions out. i hate crying. i'm NOT crazy. i think about weird stuff and sometimes say it too. i don't like going to church. i try not to.. god isn't as real to me as i'd like.. because if i let a god in.. i'm saying stuff is ok.. it's not.
i'm seventeen.. i'll be eighteen soon. i'm scared.. i'm not afraid of anything.. but i'm scared. i don't like being touched in any way shape or form. i feel followed. i protect myself the best i can.
i believe in politics. arguing is the only way to settle and find the best way to go. i believe obama is evil. i liked bush..
i'm with someone right now. his name is kyle and he helps me when i'm feeling down.. or depressed.. he tries.. and thts all i can ask. we've been together for 14 months in a couples days.
i wantt o go to kent state to study biology and try to get into their med program. i want to be a cancer doctor.
i drive a crappy car.. it smells like dirty socks.. and people tht like me.. like me for the way i can just be myself. i'm not afraid of things.. like i said.. i'm just scared..

the death of a friend

i wanted to take time to tell everyone about an amazing person. his name was matt titko. he died this past week.. more than him passing.. people are thinking more about the person her was.. he was more than just a high school guy who liked to cause trouble.. he was better thn tht.. everyone remembers him as the amazing person he was.. he'll never be gone to me.. to any of us.. he was a good friend and a great actor.. i don't know why he was taken so young.. but he's changed everyone he knew for the better.. and thts something tht will live on forever.. i miss you matt and i love you. :(