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This might get emo as it is a spew of thoughts. Just to warn you. Anyway. START.

So, we might be getting another dog. We already have a shiba inu, but now we might be getting an Australian Shepherd. Cool, cool. Whatever.

Brother's home now. Annoying little twit never shuts his mouth. Not only that, but he's favouritized like crazy. I don't *crag* care if he's autistic; it's so mild that most of the time, he just acts like a regular kid on a perpetual sugar-high! It's a sad *crag* day when a twelve-year-old is allowed to buy M-rated shooters when a 15-year old isn't allowed to walk around the block without asking permission.

Just got an e-mail from my teacher. Probably regarding those PE logs I sent her. That's the thing I hate about school: PE is mandatory to graduate, and, you need DPA as well. At least next year I might not have to take it... and I'll get fricking ELECTIVES... again. More than this year, anyway. Maybe I'll be able to, you know... meet people, make some friends and stuff.

'Cause, um, three close friends is great and all, but when their schedules are the opposite of yours, it gets kind of awkward. Especially when you aren't allowed out of your house for more than thirty minutes because AUTISM-BOY can't survive on his own for a short amount of time.

So now, I'm sitting here.

Again.

Great. I should be doing something, shouldn't I. What the hell does the computer do for me, hm? Um... eye disorders? Weight gain? Bad posture? Oh, great. I need to get out more. I'll phone my friend up after this. I've been working to get out more... started Yoga, been going for walks and runs, you know... But it isn't enough.

Not with Mom on my ass.

She's trying to bleed me out of homeschool. She wants me to be a social butterfly, a slut like she was. Oh no, I'm not going to turn out like her, going through boyfriends left and right, divorcing, and acting like everything is *crag* fine.

I'm not her.

I need to see people more. I don't have enough friends to stay happy, I guess. Or, I do have more friends, but I'm too damn shy to talk to any of them.

I'm lonely. What the hell.

I think I'm turning into one of those pussy little "I WANT LOVE" emos.

*crag* no.

I can make it on my own until I'm through University. I'm going to get a good job, and work hard. I don't want to be a housewife. The boredom would be absolutely DREADFUL, and I absolutely loathe cleaning.

Cooking on the other hand... I'm good at cooking, other than baking

Halloween is coming up. I love Halloween. The one time of the year that you can dress as strangely as you want and get rewarded for it. With candy. Fricking CANDY.

I've been thinking about death a lot lately. There are times when I'm afraid to go to sleep in fear that I'll die. ffff I need to decide if I'm going to be religious or non-religious.

Whateverrrr.

Laptop batteries dying.

bye