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I'm so bored. I'm overheating (not really, but it's hottt) and my brother stole my fan. I'm hungry. I'm slightly frustrated. I need food. I'm not normal. I'm hungry.
Life isn't cooperating today, and no one understand my obsession with cute animals. Bunnies and fawns. Kittens and puppies. But mostly bunnies. I want to squish them all in my arms.
My bunny obsession was reactivated two days ago when I saved a baby bunny from being road kill. It was absolutely adorable. Too bad it's illegal to keep wild animals, or I would've made it my squish baby forever. I released it in my backyard and saw it again yesterday though. I think it's happier in a grassy backyard, rather than pavement...
-Hawkeye


#scarred

*hugs*
You helped all you could. Letting it feel safe and loved before it had to say goodbye.
Sending you all the love,
Speaking of roadkill, I've seen some in Idaho on the country road and on the highway and in the mountain roads too.

Everything's all good, except I haven't finished paying for camp yet (I owe $201 and it's due before July 5th) and I'm also scared of going on a plane by myself. I'm only 15. ^.^
my sister was supposed to come with me but, she isn't able to this year, so now I'm going by myself.
I've only been on a plane twice before. Both times this year (flying to my cousins place and then back). What if I get lost in the airport? What if the security tries arrest me for no reason?
The 'what ifs' are always my big issue.
WHAT IF THE PLANE CRAHES?! >.>

Just made $30 from babysitting for 5 1/2 hours. And the baby I watched slept half the time. I feel very, very rich. A part of me is not happy that this money has to go to the camp fund. Another part is overjoyed that I get to go to camp at all.
Which is more important, friends/camp or moolah?
*Dives into a pile of money*
Camp can wait 'til next year! >:3
Heheheh, kidding. I treasure my friends and camp more than green paper by a long shot. Cash doesn't even come close to the worth of my friends. ^.^

NEWSBOYS WILL BE THERE.
MATTHEW WEST WILL BE THERE.
SKILLET WILL BE THERE.
*SQUEALS WITH EXCITEMENT*
*Checks website to see ticket cost and cries*
EXPENSIVE TICKETS MAN

*makes puppy eyes and (oddly) threatens to jump on you*
I'm a weird person. Hopefully you can see past that side of me. ^.^

No?
*hides under a rock*

Whenever I finally have time come online, the groups I'm involved with the most turn into lifeless ghost towns.
WHY?


I've been editing it and updating it all day and, besides me, only one member has posted.
It's also lifeless when I'm offline. I often wait for my RP partners to respond to our RP, but sometimes they don't for days and it makes me feel discouraged. It especially makes me miffed when they comment on a different topic in the SAME group but don't respond to the RP.
WHY?

My current ones are getting kind of old and I'm yearning for something fresh. For those of you that know me, hopefully you won't get confused when I change it. :')

I also think about Frito's bean dip when I'm upset. It's really good. I think about it because it distracts me from my problems and I think about food instead. Because food is better than hopeless situations. I also like pizza and Subway.
Yup, food solves everything.

Moving 2,000 mikes away from my crush isn't fun. It's torture. What's the point of liking someone for years, just to have it ripped away by distance?
I never told him I liked him. But I think he figured out. One night at church he was acting weird around me.
And I'm wondering if he ever liked me back. (#too young for love) Another night we did a prank on my crush. He had to choose three girls. He chose me (heart exploded) and two others. What makes the whole prank funny is that he had to guess which one of us three girls kissed his cheek. It was his mom though. xD But I still couldn't believe he chose me to come onto the stage in the first place.
Another memory:
Last year on the bus to camp (8 hour drive), I stole his cowboy-ish hat while he was sleeping and wouldn't give it back (I was dared by my friends). The guys sitting behind me were kicking my seat and saying that I liked him. >.< I told them I didn't. I lied to them.
Anyway, after that my friends actually found out that I liked him and said that we'd make a good match. We started calling my crush "Cowboy" because of the hat incident on the bus.
*cries*
Stupid memories. They're painful.

I also had some chocolate chip cookies. ^.^

Plus, Delphinia's presence here helps a lot. ^.^

So, a kid went to sit with a group of boys. One of the boys said that the kid had to give him his peaches before he could sit. He didn't wait for a response and just took the kid's peaches.
By the time I had finished my food and was leaving, the bully boy had a grand total of three extra (stolen) little cups of peaches and two mini-cartons of orange juice.
I saw the whole thing and got mad. But to my shame, I did nothing about it. I was too nervous, even though I'm 15 and those kids are in 6th grade and under. ^.^
Why do kids have to be bullies? It'll just progress into something worse when they reach their high school years.
Anyone is free to comment. PLEASE COMMENT.