wow, all those comments.

yeah.......

thats exactly why i got another xanga...... because people are annoying. I dont think people understand what xanga is.... its an online journal (diary whatever...) where you spill your thoughts, now duh your going to complain, and spill your guts.....its a journal you put your feelings. I dislike when people say its stupid to complain...... your going to complain sometime in your life. So get use to it thanks!

but yeah... i dont use this anymore

im so fucking tired of this house

im so fucking tired of hearing about jesus

so love me gently with a chainsaw.... I hate this house. So kaylie came over real quick to return my notes since we have a fucking quiz tomorrow in world history (didnt find that out till today........ so do i care for that quiz........ no) anyways so she was on her way though to the movies so i knew she wouldnt be able to like hang out so i just stayed out side because she asked what was wrong because i looked sad...... so i told her why...... and then my stupid dad comes out and says that we're disturbing the damn bird! The wild bird that lives on its own in the fucking wilderness....... so i go okay she has to leave in sec anyways so then my dad comes out like 2 minutes later and made a big deal about it. WHAT THE FUCK over a bird! People wonder why i dont have people spend the night or even have them come over...... people wonder why i go insane........ people wonder why i say i hate this house. Then my dad has the nerve to say i dont care about God's creatures............ im so fucking annoyed right now. It seems everyday gets worse.........and everyday now some how relates to God......... im tired of it ALLLL. All they have done is push me the opposite way. I dont care for going to church, so dont sit and tell me all this stuff about God. Every time i went to church it was the same in the end God loves you! ah. I've learned to laugh at myself i mean we dont have cable....my parents are weird......... i have no connection with them. they have no idea who i am. they never will. i dont care now. Its like after all these years i complained about not getting praise for my actions they finally do it... i dont care ... i dont need your fucking support you never supported me in the first place. All i ever wanted was for you to leave me alone. How hard could that be?

There is a reason why i stopped using xanga, because im tired of people being concerned about my what half my xangas mean. If it didnt come from you, then you shouldnt have to understand what it means, because this is my life, it only makes sense to me.

So im sorry if anyone got joy at reading my boring life. I didnt even write half the stuff i wanted to because i knew someone would read it.

Good Bye Xanga.

For once in my life i have had a positive comment about my weight. This kid in my third block was like "kathleen i just love your skinniness" oh then i went to C lunch and i saw Anna O. I miss talking to her in homeroom, but i told her about what he said she was like "if i was a boy i'd totally want a girl to be your size, your size is so cute"

So yeah i dunno this is kinda been getting on my nerves, i went to the mall and i went to some other places today and my parents are like "did ya see anyone?" like i have friends are you kidding me? They should know, its not like i have guest come over.