Okay, I decided Im going to keep track of everything. First, Im going to keep track of what I eat. not like those anorexia people, but just for the heck of it. Just to see. Its interesting...

B-Nothing.

L- Glass of soy, bite of brownie, beans, rice, chips, gatorade, smoothie

D- nothing.

Wow. That was wierd. I think I should evenly spread out my lunch eating habits, LoL...

But thats okay. Well anyway, Im getting tired of food. Its just so constant, its really wierd. Like Wwhy?! This freaking USA eats so much. Its horrible. And me with constant cravings. Heheh.

Okay, never stop eating bread. EVER. evereverevereverver. Id take it back any day. 3 Months ago I weight 110. And now I weigh 85 even. From being allergic to effin bread.

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<b><big>WARNING, THIS BLOG ENTRY IS A HARRY POTTER NUMBER 6 SPOLER</b></big>

Wow.

I can't believe it..

He died. Never thought I'd cry for the last three chapters of a harry potter book. But I did. My favorite character. Call me crazy, but I'm still in the utmost shock. He's gone.

I'm trying to remind myself its just a book. So far its really hard to do.

Oh yes, I also got another Yorkie to keep Roo company. We havent thought of a name yet though. Here is a picture...

Okay the one on the fat left is the new one with floppy ears, and the one on the far right is Roo. Cuties, I know.

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Oh, and Roo kept humping the new one last night. But this morning he figured out he was a boy aswell. That was quite shocking/embarassing for the fella.

I'm so lame. I've been sitting in this SVW gym office for like 7 and a half hours. On xanga and myspace, not even talking to anyone. I decided I should name my dog Roo. I mean I honestly don't think I have any other options. Hes insanley adorable, as you'll see at the end of this entry. But Roo just seems like my best bet. Larry accidentally kicked him in the face too. Poor baby.

Anyway, today was so confusing. Like all these people thinking different things about me. But I wont get into that. At ALL. Also, my mom kicked me out of the house because one day I was to tired to go to volleyball. So she decided she couldn't handle that bad of an attitude under her roof. So now I permenantly live with my dad. Yeah, I'm just that bad of a kid.

Its not that bad though. I just sit ALL day and stay online. Which is kinda lame kinda not. But to my biggest issue at hand. Im way excited about going to Santa Sue. Like seriously. I'd take jazz and hiphop. And some drama class, naturally. And spanish two. And maybe some other stuff. But Im just so excited. You have no idea. My dad still hasnt officially gotten me in yet, so Im quite worried. I really want to go. Simi High just doesnt work for me. Its to competative.

Okay heres the picture.

My first ever entry is nothing short of exhillirating. I've been neglecting my internet roots for far to long now. Myspace has gotten tiring, and I wouldnt dare use any of my old xanga names. I seem to have a quasi-bad history with the two, both names I won't repeat. However, this seems like a good start to a place where I can blast out my feelings in the usual overly explained blogs that I seem to rely my very existence upon. But you can handle it.

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