*Coming out of the weight room* Me: 'Sup bum? Mark: Did you just call me a BUM? Me: I did. Mark: Kiss my ass. Me: No thanks. So how come you weren't in 2nd or 3rd today? Mark: I was fishin'! Me: Mark, it was raining. *silence* Mark: I love that little crooked smile you have. Me: It's badass. Hahahaha. I gotta say, the only reason I've been getting up in the mornings is to see Mark. He makes my day(:

I'm so fly, like, you can call me a genius So high, like, I slept with Jesus And fucked the devil, regardless, Yeah, hello. It's the Princess of Darkness. Y'all say I'm cold-hearted and cruel. That ain't true I just accept the inevitable, reject the incredible Tomorrow is a mystery. Is the history credible? -----I think I won-----

Downloaded a new art program on the computer. Time for some fun. :D

"You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions But it wasn’t your fault Wasn’t in your intentions" "I wish today it will rain all day Maybe that will kinda make the pain go away Trying to forgive you for abandoning me" If I were make a list of all the songs in this world that explain me...the list would go on forever. So for now, I'll just post lyrics every once in a while. Good enough for me. Good enough for you.

About to make some breakfast, probably biscuits and gravy. Proud of our Boys in Blue at the football game last night. 24-22. My hand is black and blue from the earlier hammer incident, but it's okay, because last night around 1:30 my step-dad, Jay, woke me up to tell me that he'd picked up some sweet tea for me. Oh yeah. ;) Monday is Labor Day, which means I have a three day weekend. :D Football season starts soon--let's go Steelers!!--and right now, I'm not worried about a damn thing. Deuces.

Daily Delinquent News: Nothing special. He gave me a piece of gum. That's about it. I badly bruised my hand because I dropped a hammer on it. Twice. Nikai took AJ to go see "Don't Be Afraid Of The Dark". Now she's terrified of the dark. The Trojan Horse condom commercials are extremely innapropriate. Almost as innapropriate as my Latin teacher rocking out to Candy Shop by 50 Cent in a room full of teenage girls. Freak. Well, I'm out.

In World G-- Ms. Warner: Nice belt, Mark. Where'd ya get it? Mark: Spencers. It matches my tattoos. Ms. Warner: Oh. What are you gonna do when the belt wears out? Mark: Buy a new belt. Get some more tattoos. Ms. Warner: Okay then. Hehe. You just had to be there... Got another high-five from Redmond today!! We had a juice box drawing contest. I won. My goal for this month: For him to stop calling me a bum. It's been a good day. (:

It hurts too much to look back, and I'm too scared to look forward.

I ended up at school anyway.

2am last night, Mom gave me some NyQuil. Then she expects me to wake up at 7? Pshh, I ain't going nowhere. Screw the dentist. I'm staying home today.