I'm better now....

Don't worry, I didn't take my Schick Quattro to my wrist last night. I feel much better.

Now, on with your regular blog. :)

Until next time... I'm out

A dead end

man i've really be on the downers lately. it seems everything is going wrong. everybody makes fun of me. i know i make fun of people, but i usually do it lightly until they make fun of me. school is all going wrong and i'm having problems at home. everybody calls me fat and girls ignore me

this isn't a joke post. i'm serious

i don't know what i'll do.

until next time, i'm out

Suicide

Nothing makes me feel more suicidal then breaking something expensive (I'm recovered from severe clinical depression disorder, by the way).

Christmas 2005, my mom got me a beautiful digital camera, HP Photomark M407. It was amazing, but I didn't use it that much.

Now I found it, the little shutter thing is broken sideways, and turning it on shows the HP logo for a few seconds before going gray, before shutting down. I called and told my mom.

"WHAT? That camera cost $300... etc. etc. etc." and now she's really mad. I feel so sick to my stomach. Its a good thing we don't have guns...

Until next time, I'm out.

PS: By the way, I'm working on some essay type stuff to put here, you know, like stuff I'll do research on. A really blogger, perhaps.