Okay, so today was my second day on my new job. 'What do you do?' you might ask. Well, I work at an art studio. Yep, an art studio. I create things. These past two days, I have been working with glass. Kind of like 'mosaic on glass' type things. I now have multiple lines on my fingertips from where I touched hot glass canes with my bare hands. Stupid. I know. I also cut a chunk out of my thumb...

...one of my friends. Fionnuala Collins. I've been on here for a while and haven't found her. She told me about Mibba and I need to find her. HELP!Ooh, I bought a Pez dispenser today. I haven't had one in years. It's a Sid dispenser. I'm so happy I saw it. And my mom has no idea, and never will...for a few years.Also, I'm not sure if I'm going to continue to write the story I have started. Nobody...

*sniff* I feel terribly unloved.Nobody reads my story and I've come up with four possible reasons why.1. It's horribly lame. It is my first after all.2. Stoner stories just don't go over well.3. You guys are lame. Though I doubt it.4. It's only three chapters long so far.I do have one subcriber though and I'm insanely grateful for that person.Meh, I don't know. I'm just bored and feel like...

1. What is with the Jonas Brothers hype? In my opinion, they suck. The lead - what is his name, Joe? - can't sing worth a crap and looks like a total retard. And is in no way good looking at all, and neither is Kevin. The only one that has a chance in the real world is Nick. And that's only if he drops his lame-ass brothers and joins a real band. I am so sick of all the fanfics and swooning. I...