Midnight rush. Baby, I'm going wild. It's not insomnia or anything, I just wanna see you online so I could talk to you. Yeah, I'm talking to myself here. Anywho, I have something to tell you blogspot. Okaaay, this is an awkward story but here it goes. I talked to one of her friends in Facebook. Damn. I did a weak approach. I was like "Do you have N*****'s number?" and the bitch was like "She's not using it, I'm sorry". Screw over-protective friends. I'm a hypocrite. I know, I know. My daaang back is killing me. I want to to sleep but I'm still watching Not Another Teenage Movie. Lame internet connection, lame life, lame crush, lame house, lame family, lame me, lame everything. But I'm not going to sit here and tell you how lame my life is. My life is kinda nice right now. After 4 days of not talking to my aunt and locking myself in my room, I realized that there is more to life than just sitting around and waiting for the any bell to ring. What's the connection? I don't know either. I'm just stinkin' bored. Oh, I also tried new things today. I made a Tumblr account and guess what I did. I screwed everything up. Actually, I didn't screw anything, I just don't know how to use it. Kara's on Tumblr, he's on Tumblr, she's on Tumblr, aliens are on Tumblr even the South Africans are(is) on Tumblr. I steeeenk. Atleast, I know how to use the most amazing websites in the world which are *drumroll* Google! Yahoo! Looklet! Youtube! Facebook and... Twitter!!! Sometimes, I think... Nothing. I don't wanna think anymore. My brain is malfunctioning, as always. I'm self-stabbing myself on Blogspot. How sweet. Anywho, I have get some pixie dust and fly off to Neverland.

TTFN :)