Today I had a friend come over at noon, and when she left about 15 minutes to 3, her mom came, so she had to leave. I've told her more then once to be careful when she's leaving because the dog will run out. Well, she wasn't carful and the dog got out. Her and her mom barely helped and only gave me one dog bacon thing and two bones! Then, they left, leaving me to watch her untill my mom came home to help. All the while, I was worried that a car could hit her, or she could run into someone's private property and get shot(well, not really, 'cause I donno if there are any "private propertys, but still...) and stuff.

When my mom got there, she had my dad's dog, rosie, but when I opened the car door and my dog jumped in, so I closed the door so she couldn't get out.

I quess I don't have anything to write about, now. Nothing that I should write about, but, maybe there are peope accauly reading this. If there are people who are REALY depressed, start to draw, start to write, or even liston to random peices of music or read a book, or just talk to a realy close friend. If those don't halp, write a list of what your good at.

I was submitting my poem, that took me a little to think up, but that's not the point, at the Support Gay Marriage@wiki and read the last part of the peom before me. It said after the name that his ex had been a victim of homophobic bullying and ended her life in june last year. My heart goes out to people who are being bullied for their sexual atractions, and to people who bully others for this reason, for liking both sexes, for liking same sexes, my belief, that I would die for, is that those of you who bully, or hate, others who like the same or both sexes will burn in hell. That's my belief, and, like I said before, I would die for. Because it's wrong to to that to a person. Love is what you like in your partner, and not the gender of you partner. I'm sorry for those of you who have had a loved one die because of bullying. It's wrong, and is very unnessessery(Sp?). If there is ANYONE who is ageinst my belief about same sex maggaiges then please tell me why it's wrong, why it hurt you.

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Look into my eyes and say,
why it's wrong to be gay,
Isn't it about love,
that's as pure as a dove,
then about opposition,
which must be the exspectation?
If you say,
that it's wrong to be gay,
then please tell me why,
that you think it's not a lie.

I looked in the mirror this morning and told myself that my bes features were my hair and eyes. I know that I'm not the prettiest person around, but I am beautiful in my own way, and If anyone says that your ugly, then their the ones are ugly.

I found out that I was gunna be an antie, because my half-sister, Nicky, was having a baby, but last it yesterday. I'm hoping that I'll meet Nicky face-to-face someday.

I spent the night at a friend's house on friday, we had planned an All nighter. I fell asleep around 6, 6:30(AM) and woke up around 10, 11. I was suposed to leave at 15 to 12, so I could meet my dad at the book store, so he could buy the new Harry Potter, but I sat at the book store for 45 minutes! Of course, I was mad, so I when to his house and he wasn't there, his car was, though. I went to the neighbors, she wasn't there, I went to his friend's, Lev's(Sp?), house and he said that he didn't know where he was. I started to walk back to the neighbors house and I saw Rosie in the back. When I followed her to the back and saw my dad in the shed, fixing a washer. Once he told me the reason, I wasn't really mad anymore.

I paided for the comics, but I made a mistake. One was really ten bucks, and all together is was like 26 bucks, but I had earned 30 bucks. I had 20 bucks in fines, and I took a loan from my grandma, so I have to go in next tuesday.

Oh, P.S. We're weren't late this time.

My dog got a hold of three comics from the library. One isn't as bad as the others, but I'm still going to pay for it. Their all worth eight bucks each. I'm working at my grandma's hair shop to pay it off. Five bucks an hour. So far I've payed for one book with a total of 15 bucks. Tomorrow I'm going to finish off the books and probly lower some of my fines. ^^

I was two hours later, though. BOth me and my mom slept in. We live out the road, so it took a few minutes for us to get there.

I've been home all day, so the computers all mine! Hehehe... My friend [Bastet] just logged on today. ^^

Well, on another note, A few people comented on my art, that really lifted my spirits! But my question is.... HOW DO THEY FIND ME?! Hehe. ^^ Don't take it the wrong way, I just wanna know.

I saw my step dad today. I didn't talk to him,(and I'll tell you the reason later) but I felt this tingle in the face. It felt really weird. I mangaged to keep a straight face.

Now, the reason is that he is a very ungrateful baka. We had this whole issue with him, and now he has another restraining order on us. It's mainly Vicky, his NEW girlfriend. We think it's her who's putting all this crap in his head. "Oh, Ricarda's(My mother) working for the police!" and all the crap.

I may be superly-hyper half the time, but it kinda kills part of me when I hear things like this. I really don't need the stress, and neighter does my mom. She's saving up to get my grandmother's bathroom fixed. We baringly have any extra money to get this stuff for the blackheads on my nose.

I donno why I'm writting all this, I mean, I bet barely anyone will read this, or even care! But those who do, and fell almost the same why I do, Maybe we could chat about our problems to one another. All my friends think of my as their personal Theripist, and I'm getting used to not talking about my problems.

Please don't judge me by what I write, It's really not fair. If you are thinking by now that I want people tp feel sorry for me, I really don't. Feel free to, but please don't think that's what that's I'm doing.

I'm out. If anyone does read this, thanks. You don't have to leave a comment.

VEEH! Another entry into my public Diary! Well, I've finished inking my "Kiss of Life" pic, now all I have to do is color it... But I gatta wait untill my mom gets back.

I still haven't gotten a chance to get to ink my "Tourniquet and Naraku" pic, but I will later.

I'm not really good at poetry, but I'll write my poem on here anyway.

Bounds
"He who knows no bounds,
Knows no freak,
but he who knows the bounds,
and knows them well,
Cannot hide his fear,
from anyone."

^^ I wonder if it's good or not... Oh well, I like it anyway! ^^

Well, I'm out(and bored) TIll later! (1:00 Am)

Every heard of the phrace, "If you have at least one TRUE friend, then your set for life."? Well, It's true! I have, like, three! ^^ GO ME! One way to reconize a true friend is through this quote, "A good friend will bail you out of jail, a true friend will be sitting next to you, saying 'Damn, we Fucked up!'" ^^

Sometimes I draw really creepy pic, that sometimes scare myself, but, It's another of my sides doing it, so, parts of it are confusing.

I'll write more laters, My mom's gunna kill me if I don't get off!

Demonicly yours,
Jack Skeleton