• What . . . uh, what are you protesting, Matt? Life. Hard period. ========================== Because today wasn't bad enough. My dad throws this HUGE ass fit on me for no reason. I don't understand it at all. Usually I at least somewhat understand it. But today? No. This time, it made No f*cking sense at all. So I locked myself in my room the rest of the night. In the worst mood possible. Which, thankfully, it's thursday, so I had NBC to watch. But then I still had to wait until everyone went to bed to leave. Starving, because I haven't eaten anything in the last 2 days besides Sour Cherry Balls and a microwaveable hamburger. That hug that I was talking about needing (well, it was on "the other" site)... is now in higher demand. And more powerful too. Because just a good hug won't suffice. And there's only certain people who hold the power of that hug.. but as fate would have it, those are the people who'd be last to hug me. I only like hugs from certain people. And it's usually people who I'm only acquainted with. People who have never hugged me. I think it's because it's so rare. People who hug you a lot, well, they're hug is used. Like, an old air freshener. It still smells good if you hold it close enough to your nose, but it doesn't do much good. Whereas this new scent you've been wanting to try out, it smells good from 2 rooms away. I make it sound like certain people hug me a lot. They don't. I just get those "bye" hugs from a select few. Anyways, I'm going to go see what other kinds of food we have. (nothing.) So, Aurevoir to all you who aren't reading this.

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