Hey everyone. I've deleted my other blogger account so no one can accidently stumble upon this one. Yes! I'm free! Bwa ha ha. That tickles MY fancy.
I went to my aunt's soccer game today. It was pretty fun. She's so tiny and everyone else was huge, it made me laugh. My Dad never really got along with her, and showing up kind of made me feel like Dad was being the bigger person. We had fun though. I don't really watch that sport, but this time it was better because I actually know someone playing. It made me really miss the days Kyle used to play football. I want to cheer someone on. Not school sports though, because then you're just cheering for EVERYONE, and that's not as fun.
I think I'm going to publish some of my poems. I'm trying to find a place that will publish it for FREE, but I don't think that's really going to happen. So maybe I'll just keep them to myself. I could send one or two to little publishing sites, but then I thought, if you get one published in a book, does that mean you can't send it to other ones? Hm. Oh well.
I find I'm getting stressed about tiny things. Certain people, actually, stress me out a lot. I find that if I even see some people's names, I get this stomach pain. It's STUPID, and I hate it. I wish I couldn't feel pain anymore. But whatever. Maybe I just need a long, long vacation. Maybe I should go on tour with Velvet Revolver. That'd be pretty sweet. Make up a ton of money, and then follow them around on their next tour. I really wish I could actually do that. But I wonder if the pain would actually disappear. If I didn't tell anyone but my parents, Kyle, and Chris where I was going, it could actually work. But Kyle would want to come, and I'd want Chris to come. So I don't know. I guess that would be the same thing as running away, and I can't do that. I never want to run away from my problems. I want to learn from them. I just wish there wasn't pain involved.
I just called Jo and Janelle to see if either of them wanted to hang out, but neither were home. Sometimes I wonder if Jo just doesn't pick up when I call her, because she seems to never be home or near her cell. What's the point of having a cell if you leave it on and don't pick it up? I was at the VR concert and she was across the stadium, so I called her while watching with the binoculars, and she looked at it and then put it away without picking up. So I don't know what that's about. I can't help but feel left out in the school group. They don't include me on get togethers or parties or anything. I feel like I'm too young to hang out with Chris's friends, but too old to hang out with the school friends. It really does NOT work for me.
Anyway. I think I'm going to go play the Sims for a bit. I'll see if that destresses me. Tschus.
~Me~