
Welcome to my online diary, enjoy your stay! I don't usually add diary entries, but you're welcome to post something!
OMG! Did you see those Site Pal Ads all over? The ones that talk to you? Well I got one of them to say "F*ck you, b*tch!". It was so funny! I couldn't stop laughing it sounded so artificial! I also got her to say "Lath is hot. Lathius rocks." those things are so much fun! Wheeeeeeee!
Yeah, about Easter. Big letdown. MAJOR disappointment. I wanted more chocolate than THAT! GEEZ! Just one lousy egg? Good thing my aunt brought that chocolate bunny. With the way my life is going (d*mn I hate school) I'm gonna need a lot of chocolate.
We didn't even get to hunt around the house 'cuz my mom can't easily walk around and hide stuff. Poo.
Leftover fish for lunch. Not bad. It's cold down here. No wonder we hang out in the basement IN THE SUMMER! Finally get onto big computer and find that I do not have as many e-mails as I feared. So now what?
What is the meaning of life? Am I condemned to spend the rest of the holiday dreading the return to the torture house called school? Don't get me wrong, Ross is the best high school ever
and the coolest school I've been to yet, but that doesn't change the fact that we still have to do work and my second semester sucks. 
I can't wait 'till next Saturday. I might get to go horseback riding again.
Nothing's written in stone though. Ha ha! My parents are gonna have to start looking for presents to give to me since my B-Day is coming up eventually and my bro's is over!
May 23rd, you can't come soon enough. Oh, and in May I get to go to the Cader Valley Ranch open house! I'm sure I'll love it, even if they said the cabin-thingies were a bit "rustic".
Speaking of birthdays, my bro got the COOLEST
CD walkman ever! It plays MP3s and has a remote and rechargable batteries and looks really cool. It makes my walkman look like a cassette player. He gets to burn all these songs onto his new colourful CD-RW s and I feel so dumb and left behind and... I'm working like a slave since my mom can't lift stuff. Not even laundry.
Life is poo.
I hope things improve for you soon. *hands over huge chocolate horse*
and edible, and horsey, and it's chocolate, and I'm going nuts, and then I go