well i never write in this thing and i think i've had it for about 4 months now and have about 3 entries. I guess the reason i don't write in this is because i never really have anything i want to disclose to other people...especially random strangers that i don't even know. Well I'm going to vent and if you don't care about my life I suggest you move on to the journal of the next person on your list because I'm sure they are full of woeful stories to tell and probably want your pity. I bored out of my mind right now and have ABSOLUTELY no life what-so-ever as all my friends are out having fun together and i am sitting in howard fucking shitty city on my ass because i live 293847 miles away from civilization. My cat has become my only companion in life and is the only friend I have that I can tell my problems too and not have to listen to a rebuttle of his own problems as well. I'm sick and tired of school and all the people in it because they all piss me off and every day I go to school I have to put that big fucking grin on my face and act like i like everybody so that i don't get bitched out or get my ass kicked. U wouldn't believe some of the shit I'd LOVE LOVE LOVE to tell people. Fucking asinine jerks. There is so much SHIT to deal with all the TIME and my life is going crazy with all the traveling I have been doing lately and my grades and social life are going down the crapper. I'm sick of having to be fucking happy and I'm sick of having to be fucking depressed. Isn't there a happy medium? I think I'm going to buy a turtle. I like turtles. My sister is home from Spain and when she saves up enough money she is moving back to Italy. I read her journal because I'm pathetic like that....and it said she can't stand to be back in this shithole. I don't blame her, but I think that she's running from her past and her problems by going to the other side of the world. I wish I had the luxury of running away from my problems. I wish everything would just go away. I always try to suck people into my life and when I finally get them in I just want them to GET THE FUCK OUT. this actually feels pretty good. maybe i'll start writing in this more often.~

$$$I NEED MONEY$$$
WELLL today i went to the mall to get my passport pic taken...GOING TO SPAIN ON FEB. 18! can't wait...and then chicago next monday and over spring CALI FOR NI A!!!!:D...well this research paper that i am re-writing is gay...down with william cullen bryant...and down with dolbee. Boys are confusing. i give up. they are stupid and, quoth lindsey, "we should throw rocks at them." I really would just like to go upstairs right now and play legend of dragoon BUT NO i have to write this STUPID ASS RESEARCH PAPER THAT MEANS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO ME. W/E. life is so STRESSFUL. I CANT WAIT TO GO SNOWBOARDING. im gonna kick ass this year. carve all over all ya'lls asses. OO YESSSSS. but gonna go write this research paper now....
I LOVE YOU ALL SOOO MUCH *big huge bear hug*
Dani!!~~~~

I'VE HAD AN EPIPHANY
WELL FOLKS I FIGURED IT OUT.
I need to got get DRUNK. GOOD AND DRUNK.
kaynightbye. <3

Does Age Matter?
Why does everything have to be so confusing? One minute I like a guy, the next minute i don't...I HAVE ISSUES. I really shouldn't even waste my time on guys because it really doesnt make sense at all. I change which guy i like about ever 3 days and I can't even help it, no matter what. Then there's "him"...14 years old. DAMN that sounds so young. He's mature for his age but still...it's kind of like robbing the cradle...isn't it?...but I like him SOOOOOOOOOOOO much....UGH don't know what to do anymore. I dunno. I'm 16, soon to be 17 on Feb. 3...so if anyone has any input...it would be well appreciated.
OHHHH and then there's Josh. He's being retarted. WTF.
Gotta love my life. Dani.

Extremely Bad Day
Right so today was retarted... 1st hour mrs. dolbee decides to give me the whole i know you are capable of an A speech at the end of class and im all WTF...then fricken 2nd hour i just wanted to punch some kids because no one believed me that we at one point have gills in the human development process...they're called PHARANGEAL SLITS PEOPLE...then fricken 3rd hour my fricken knee decides to go all infected and i have to go to the office and get bandaged up...4th hour was gay...5th hour was gay...and then 6th hour i got to sit out of p.e. which was the best aspect of my day. When I got home my progress report was just chillin on the counter and im all OH SHIT because my parents were gonna flip out...and they did but im a smooth talker so i talked my way into being able to go to the game tomorrow. Now at this moment im just writing this research paper on william cullen bryant...thinking of some stuff and relaxing because tomorrow is going to be stressful...well thats all for tonight i have a research paper to do. word to your mother. Dani.