Dear my life,
I hate you! You need far too much attention and I simply don't have time for you! I'm very busy with my shenanigins...........
Two days in a row I've got into an extra huge brother fight, one involving me sprinting, the other large shouts of FUCK by both of us.... In front of my algebra teacher??? I've wiped his memory clean though...... I can do that.

In lighter news I'm working on a time travel machine, and I got my first paycheck ever, I spent it all on a zombie book. I'm pretty excited.
I'm severely depressed that I've joined the workforce... My life is truly over. I guess I really can't control whether or not I become part of all this...