He is perfect, almost.He is sweet.He is cute.He is mine.He is TWELVE?Yeah that's right. My boyfriend of two months, whom I decided I am in love with is twelve. And the worst part? I just found out FRIDAY. Now I am not so sure about the love thing. I don't know a whole lot about him, so how can I be certain I love him?It makes my head throb just thinking about it.He treats me well, we get along...

Yelling. Way to much yelling. Stupid sister and her boyfriend, always fighting. Yelling equals headache for poor me.So have you ever had your mom sing Best Of Both Worlds on a higher pitch than the singer while you have a very painful headache? Well.....I have. That sucks.Today has been such a painful day, I just sound like a total whiner don't I?So a little clip from my childhood past.My teacher...