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Lee lee l la la la. So, okay, everyone around me wants to kill themselves. Andrew is all depressed and wants to die, and Cory mentioned that he's tired of it all and wants to die, and I said it's time for me to die. So, it's like, I don't know, the moon or something. Starting to question if I make everyone totally depressed around me. Well, I can't be too depressing. This guy keeps saying he loves me because he reed my journal and he keeps giving me his phone number and wanting to go get something to eat. I'm like, ew! It's not him, seriously, it's me. I'm just not the type of person for all that jazz. I would rather chase after a guy that is in love with his girlfriend, yet tells me they broke up everyday! Ugh to you Cory. Ugh. I bought Cory and card and a gift the other day and he got all sentimental with me saying lots of sweet stuff to me. I just wish he would finally just tell me he wants to be together instead of all this hint hint crap.
Okay, enough. So, did you see Buffy!!!!!! Onya didn't die. Yay! Yeah yeah. I'm bored. So, bye. Love you all.

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