tonight my brother got his first 'gig' in a little restaurant with a grand piano, he plucked up the courage to ask the waiter if he could play it. and he did, from billy joel and john lennon to lady gaga and evanescence. it was cool

I believe in God. I believe in peace. I believe in love. I believe in Music. I believe in the truth.

Last night, my brother looked for the iron in the fridge....

Teenage boys are shallow, judgemental twats (not all of 'em just a lot of the ones I know): So yesterday, I was sitting minding my own business and a boy across from me said,"Shave yer arms." So I just sorta said whatever and thought that be it. But noooo, today he sat down and said,"Lassies ir ment tae shave." Again I ignored, but later in the lesson he was meant to take something away from the two of us and he refused (pretty immature and unfair seeing as I done it yesterday), I said so. This is exactly what happened next: Him- Fuck off, ya stupid wee emo-freak. Me - Don't call me an emo-freak Him2 (backed up by his wee pal)- Fuck off, emo-freak. In the end I was the one who took the stuff away. The point is what have I done to them, in our little class of 20, me and this other guy are the two main targets for slagging (the boy more than me, poor bloke). Me 'cause I'm individual and so on, him because he looks different and has a different sorta name, we put up with the shit they throw at us because if you grass up somebody, it gets worse, more slaggings. I dont wanna be popular or pretty, just accepted for who I am.

Anybody know how to do equations in physics?


Ep = m g h
(wtf)

God bless the Chilean miners and their families. God bless you and your family. God bless everyone. Peace be with you all now and forever.x

I was drawing with my four year old cousin earlier. We only met yesterday and it was so awkward 'cause I didnt know what to say to a four year old girl and she didnt know what to say to a 13 year old one. But today she slid up to me and asked me if I wanted to colour with her in the basement so I went down with her and we sat in total silence doodling, it felt so...nice, the whole time being able to think about everything and nothing, nice is the only simple word for it.

...Well obviously not now but I met some of my American cousins today. Gawd, I thought that the british side of the family was big, then we got here and this is just the New Yorkers, still gotta meet the Boston...what d'ya call somebody from Boston? Me and my brother had a long conversation with one of our third or fourth cousins, one of the comparing schools ones. How half her school carry guns and are on heroin and half ours carry knives and take hash, that sorta thing, how people fall into the cliques, y'know. Do a lot of schools in America have bomb scares? WannabePunkEmoKid (]'_'[)

I just smashed two of the hotels glasses. Ooops. :-S

I cried over the American idiot broadway show but those tears had been waiting to fall for weeks. I feel like people stare at me in the street and think bad things. When we were on the Brooklyn bridge today I thought about climbing on to the beams and walking across and then stepping off... I fear I may have an undiagnosed metal illness. I can relate to songs about depression, being neurotic, paranoid etc. I got my heart broken nearly two years ago and I am still recovering. I love my friends and family but I can't tell them this. I am afraid of almost everyone and what they think of me. I am afraid of myself and what may come of me.