I get to stay at my aunt's house tonight.
Woohoo! I always love staying over there....
They always let me have a couple beers. *slaps self* But I wasn't sopposed to tell anyone that........hehe.
We might have a bonfire as well.
Bonfires are cool.
Even cooler if that guy on their street comes over.
It will be real cool then, hehe.
He sometimes comes over. And I drool. And he doesn't know. Ah, the typical problem. I'm so bad at expressing my feelings. I go out of my way to make sure a guy doesn't think I like him. I don't know why, I guess I am just SO afraid of rejection. Ahhh.....lighten up Sarah. I am a SPAMMER on the forums, I'm sure everyone is getting sick of me on there. Oops I gotta go to the bathroom. I'll probably write in here again tomorrow.
After an eventful night.

Yesterday I went to my dad's apartment, and he announced we were going to have a talk. It's his way of "bonding" but I hate these talks. I just can't open up. So he started asking what was bothering me and why I hadn't been myself lately, and I just started to cry. Not just cry, but BAWL. And I have no idea why. I mean, I wasn't even really listening to what he was saying, but for some reason I couldn't stop. He saw this an emotional breakthrough, so he tried to get me to open up more. He kept on asking me what was wrong, and I just kept on saying, " I don't know much of anything anymore", and how I was so confused. Curse you teenage years. I was scared to say too much, cause I knew if I did, I would break out crying again. So I just had to whisper. This "talk" lasted for about an hour, and it mainly consisted of me crying my eyes out and him saying how I needed to see a therapist cause I was obviously depressed. Then, I dried my eyes, redid my makeup, and we just.........went to Meijers. Nothing more was really said. This morning though, he had a long talk with my mom, which I had to sit in my room through. That lasted about two hours. And the whole time I had to pee really bad. I couldn't just open the door and ruin their moment. Cause my mom and dad rarely get along. Finally, after the two hours had gone by, and I crossed my legs long enough, I just walked out in the hallway and ran to the bathroom. By then their talk was over. Haha. So now I'm at my house again. I think the bathroom is almost finished. Woohoo. I think I am sopposed to go walking around Houston Woods today with my two aunts around 11:00 or 12:00 PM today. I'm not a big fan of the woods, or even the outdoors for that matter, but I like my aunts, so it's all okay. Woot woot. I always seem to write mindless things in here. That explains why I have as many entries as I do. Shame.

I just got back from Dave's condo. I had to take a bath there. I washed my hair *harp strums* La la la not much to write about........just stuff. I guess I'll just leave then....................

So, my mom's "boyfriend" is sick now, so I have to stay here and sit with him. I'm at my house though, for a change. I think we can use the toilet though now. I just sat over two hours in the waiting room for Urgent Care. He had to get a shot in his butt. Such joyful times. I'm still in my pajamas. I have NO makeup on, and my hair just pulled in braids. I guess I looked like complete CRAP, cause everyone kept staring. I was wondering if I had something on my face. I'm hungry..............gotta go get something to eat.

I'm at my house now.....but my mom is at his condo taking a bath since we still have no tub. A toilet, but no tub. So I'm here all alone. No complaining from me. I went to my dad's last night and we went over to my grandma's for dinner. I had already eaten beforehand, so I couldn't eat much at the dinner. But she makes this homemade potato salad, and I just couldn't say no.....
My best friend starts school today. It's 5:58 AM, and she has to be at the bus at 6:30 and school starts and 7:30, so she's up and about right now. Poor girl. Going to a school where she knows no one. I start school on Monday as you all know. Jeebus. Seems so soon now. I seem to have nothing to write about......oh well. Goodbye for now.

Ahhh.....I'm still here at this condo. My mom went to go get my clothes from our house so I can go to my dad's house tonite. I'm stuck here with the guy's two kids. They're good today. Usually they're freaking HYPER!! But not today. Woohoo. I think the one is mad because I won't let her use my mom's cell phone to call her friend. But it costs money. And they don't have a phone in the condo. Uh-oh, they're fault. They're just sitting on the floor playing cars. I hope my mom gets back soon. I've been frequenting the woohu forums today as well. This "Rocker" person is really pissing me off. But I guess that was his/her's goal. So I'll try not to let it get to me. Oh well. Still 4 days until school. Sheesh.

I'm at my mom's so-called boyfriend's condo right now. They're remodeling our bathroom, so we have no toilet, no tub, no sink, even no running water. So we have to spend the night here. But they have a computer and Roadrunner, so I'm perfectly content. I FINALLY got the Freddy Vs. Jason soundtrack!! I've only listened to about two songs from it though, cause I had to get ready to come here. What I heard was good, though. I haven't seen the movie yet though. I was sopposed to re-dye my hair tonight, but since we have no running water, I'll have to do it Sunday. Oh well. That's one day before school starts. Ugh. I only have 4 days of freedom left. Ahhh......the only friend I will have there is James. My best friend moved away. *cries*
But James is cool I guess. A bit dumb, but fun to be around. I don't feel like dealing with my other classmates. All they care about is who is going out with who. So pointless. I wonder who the new "freak" will be this year. My school always has a couple people who decide to wear some baggy tops and dickies pants and studs and spikes and all that crap, and claim themselves "punk". It's hilarious. We had two last year. Sad times, those were. This one girl had long blonde hair and always wore that Abercrombie and such, but one day she came to school with her hair cut in that spiky way and had it dyed black. Then she started wearing some "totally Avril-licious clothes". Then she was Queen of Punk. The other girl waited until a month before school ended to start dressing "punk". Only she accompanied her baggy "coolio" pants with various Good Charlotte T-shirts. It was like she had never heard another band in her life. Then she was Princess of Punk.
Then of course, there is the Alterna-Teens.
The teenagers that put on some overly baggy pants, accompany them with chains, and a Slipknot shirt, and of course a spike necklace or dog collar, and claim themselves alternative. But those people are usually pretty cool. I must admit I've had my Alterna-Teen moments as well. Not too ashamed though, hehe. Hey, I like Slipknot. Woohoo. I think I'm done writing for now. This is a pretty long entry. Ugh.