I promised myself I would give up Skrillex for Lent. I just realized that Lent doesn't start AFTER Easter, it starts before.Oops.Oh well. I like Skrillex too much to give it up. As punishment, my mother is forcing me to go to Mass with her on Sundays. If you've never been to Mass, one is still probably going on somewhere.I used to have to go to Mass, but then my siblings all grew up and stopped...

So, with my last journal, I ended with the fact that I had to change my homepage from Google to Bing, which has much better daily pictures.Because face it: Bing is way awesommer than Google. Is awesommer even a word? It is now.Anyway. I got stabbed on the leg, and then it got infected. It hurts a whole lot.I have no clue why I included that. No one probably cares about my first-world problems. Or...

Well first off, I should start with who I am. I'm Max, 14 years old and a freshman in highschool.I just started on here, and so far, I'm very confused. Like, why do people just sit around in the chat rooms all day just to make others feel unwelcome or destroy self esteem? I guess maybe it's some kind of mildly sadistic form of pleasure. Whatever makes you feel good... Anyway, it's still not...