I wish my name was Larse Alson...whoever he is.

Tonight, as i sit here by the fireplace, smoking my foul tasting cigarette.... lol

Wow, another birthday come and gone... I had a rad cake though, t'was a black spider... My Aunty made it, and it was radalicious...

I've realised that i don't fit in anywhere... I mean, i don't fit in with goths or emo's....i don't even fit in with weird people...i belong knowhere. And as much as that makes me feel insecure and upset, atleast it's an opportunity to fade away... Know one will know me and i'll die alone... forgotten. Even though i always say i'll die famous, shot in the head 3 times [for goodluck], doing what i do best... But i have no talent, i'll never be famous...but i guess i could be shot... Though i refuse to do it myself, after all the times i've put that gun to my head.

School starts soon....JOY! pfft, another chance for me to just fade away, as i watch 'my friends' enjoy thier connection that i don't have with them.

I have gay birds... my mice had babies... My brother turned 7 on my 16th birthday... My boyfriend gave me maccas for breakfast in bed... Can my home life get any better! It actually makes me smile. Apart from everyone telling my i'm obsessive compulsive, and bulimic... There is no way i'd ever be bulimic, and me of all people couldn't possibly be obsessive compulsive.

Ha, Australia Day tomorrow...and i'm going to hang with an old best friend.. He's the only one to care... Hence why he's dubbed my twin sister. I miss him.

And i'll miss Kane, even though i get jealous of him all the time and we always fight, i don't want him to :'( makes me sad.

Joe, when you read this, 'cause i know you will...eventually lol. WHEN ARE WE CATCHING UP! punker...

Farewell.