It's 8:32 am. Too early, in my opinion, to be up doing anything. Nonetheless here I am, in this institution called high school, counting down the minutes until that penultimate bell rings at 2:32 pm, signaling my freedom for the day.Now, lets get a few things straight here: I like school. I like to learn, and I like my teachers, and the kids here aren't too bad. The thing is,last night this...

I just had a conversation with my friend, A. She is a hopeless romantic. We're was talking about how she doesn't understand why I don't believe in love,because she thinks that it's the greatest thing in the world. Love sets her free, love lifts her up where she belongs, love, love, love.The truth is, I'm trying myself to figure out why I don't believe in it. I do love. I love most of my family,...

I love to write. I have been a member on this website for 3+ years obviously for that reason. The only problem is; I have never ever finished anything. I feel like I have all of these really good ideas in my head, and I have no idea how to even begin putting them on a word document, because the minute I do, I'd stop writing it and forget about it for a few months, then I come back a reread it and...

OK....so I haven’t posted a new entry in AGES. ....Anyway, a lot has been going on lately. For starters, we moved. We moved from Michigan to Pennsylvania. Secondly, I had a ton of friend issues during the moving process which caused a lot of unneeded emotional pain and stress.Let me explain;Well, I had this friend, see. We shall call her E. I don’t know if I have ever mentioned her before, but...

I’m so scared right now…I’ll never admit it to anyone I’m close to, but I really am. I hate this. I hate being so imperfect, so….flawed. I can’t stand looking at myself in the mirror anymore, I can’t think about anything having to do with me without wanting to cry, I wish I weren’t able to eat…but that’s far from the truth. I’m so fat and ugly and useless. Every calorie is...

Today I hit a new low in my depression. It was the lowest I have been in years, if I have ever even felt like that before now. I got home from school feeling so sad. I hated myself. It was so bad that I actually could feel myself losing it. I wanted so bad to cut myself. I finally did, and I felt relief. I had to get a hammer and smash a small mirror to have something the cut with, but it all...

Oh my.....where to begin? You know how it is with depression, right? You go through all these ups and downs and it seems like life is a neverending rollercoaster? Well actually, scratch the depression part, life in general is like this for everyone. Anyway, Right now I am on the downward part of the rollercoaster, but I feel like I could be steadily moving back up. The thought of it scares me...

Uhhhhhgggggg...What to say, what to say....Hi?I feel myself getting depressed again. When I get depressed, it's not good. I mean, I don't think I'm really outward about my depression, I don't want to bring other people down with me, but there are a few ways that peoplecan know I am depressed, including me. For one, my room is getting messy, and it looks like an utter pig sty;two, I'm not doing my...

I hate looking like me. I’m fat, I’m ugly, and nobody will ever want me. Every time I try to make myself worth looking at, I end up looking like fucking Jabba the Hut with makeup on. If you can picture that sight, than you can most definitely picture me. I’ve never been beautiful. Everyone has always thought of my sister as the beautiful one…I don’t think any of them have ever called me...

I am pleased to say that I am actually feeling more upbeat today. For one, thanksgiving is coming around, and I really love cooking all the food(with help ofcourse). My mom is coming back for a couple of days, for thanksgiving, and I get to see my bestfriend/sister again. I'm excited because I haven't seen her since the end of the school year, and we have a lot of catching up to do.I suppose I...

I feel…..I feel really depressed right now. I know, what a great way to start my little rant session, but I have to be truthful about this, and that is the truth entirely. I feel like I’m not good enough, I feel sad, I feel slightly lost, and I feel hurt. I also feel incredibly selfish right now. I probably don’t have any right to complain to you about this, but the again it was your choice...

I hate it when people decide that they want to take pictures of me, even though I ask them not to do so repeatedly. Then they insist on showing the fucking things to me, and I get to see the fat disgusting pig that I really am. I absolutely dread the time when I will have to take my stupid senoir photos. Even if that is roughly three years from now, I still dread the very thought of it.I have...

Hi, I'm Universally Known. By Universally Known I actually mean Universally Unknown, but maybe that will change. At least, maybe it'll change as far as mibba goes.I don't really know why I'm writing this. Actually, scratch that out. I DO know why I'm writing this. I want to use these journal thingys on here as a sort of blog. I know that's probably going to sound stupid, but I can never really...