I've come to realize that I don't really have any friends outside of my dog. If I knew how to play guitar then I could say that my only friends were my dog and my guitar. What a helluva way to live!

Don't misunderstand me though, there are tons of people out there that can count me as their friend, but I don't really count them as my friend. Why? Because I haven't really found anyone that meets my definition of a friend. Okay, maybe Ryan does, but I hardly ever see her. It's not her fault though cause I know that she's really busy these days. Whenever we talk she blames herself and calls herself a 'bitch' and a 'horrible friend', but I just don't see it that way.

Katelyn got hit by a car the other day. I just found out today. It really affected me because I've been hit by a car and I know the feeling. I know that I put a lot of fear in the hearts of the ones that I love. It's just such a hard thing to go through and it changes you, it changes you forever. You're more cautious and you hate it when others aren't as cautious as you are.

I need some adventure in my life. I've decided to move to Ireland in 2 years time. I have no idea how long I'll live there, I guess as long as the government will allow me without becoming a citizen.

I have so many big dreams. I'm gonna live 'em whether my family likes it or not. Fuck it. I'm my own person and, with the exception of my parents, they don't know me at all.



I have a weird yellow mark on my right breast that looks like a bruise, but when I press hard on it it doesn't hurt like a bruise would hurt when you press on it. I plan on ignoring this. If my boob falls off, so be it. I'm sure there's some perverted freak out there that likes a woman with one boob, right? Right. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! It's nothing. Just me and my silly thoughts.