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.

Sooooos we got to New york today after a taxi, two planes, a bus and a limo (1st time for me!). I am very very very tired after all that. In the limo my eyes were like dinner plates just seeing a school bus and a few yellow taxis then we got more into the city and I was practically two eyes on legs, wow!

I just got toothpaste in my eye 'cause I put it on some zits and stuff, then it got all irritated and stuff so now I've got babies-ass cream all over my face to soothe it. I also put some on this blistered burn on the tip of my finger which hurts A LOT (honest I was tryin' to play Welcome to the Black Parade on guitar and I was almost crying). So anyways, away from all of that, we were driving up the road from my Gran & Grandpas caravan, it takes about an hour and forty minutes but it seemed so much shorter. We weren't really talking much just listening to the radio and looking at the beauty of the world. And the world really is amazing when you really think about it we were on the west coast of Scotland and it was so clear that I could see across the water to Ireland, I could actually see Ireland. Last night we drove down there (yeh just a one night stay) and the sun was setting, a full moon was rising, the sky was like a rainbow; glowing orange and Red where the sun was fading into a deep indigo where the moon shone. Like, wow sometimes ya just don't notice how incredible things are until you look at them properly. I found myself thinking; forget about fast cars and TVs and Computers, this is all you need, nature and some good tunes to live with. WannabePunkEmoKid x

So on Tuesday we (mum,dad,me + my brother) are going to New York, the family holiday y'know and I am as excited.... as an excited thing on...excited tablets....Yeh and we're going to Boston too to visit some family there. So I am happy even though I still have to pack......but anyway ^_^. And another thing Dad says he'll get me and my cousin All Time Low tickets for March so again ^_^! Though he better not dye his hair then (he has to come for us to be able to get in)... WannabePunkEmoKid x P.S- Has anybody ever had Pop rocks and Coke 'cause I heard the myth and I know its a myth but still......