Talk About Something You Can Sure Understand...

I dont know why. But in the morning, walking into the auditorium, I feel like I can feel every eye on me. Like I'm on some type of display. Dont ask. I'm weird. Hmm....apparently I'm a passing ship again, LMAO....srry lol hi. You know how cruel people are to animals being tested on? Its disgusting that we do this to living things that dont know any better. We should be ashamed. I'm like...getting nauseous from the smell of sharpie. I'm doing this pretty cool grafitti thing that I might cut out actually cuz i think it would look even awesomer cut out. But I should've picked better words. Anyway...I polished the stairs, coffee table, and chairs. And I loaded the dishwasher and put away the groceries. Dylan hit me but it only hurt for a couple of minutes he wasn't really trying. I really want people to come over saturday. Whixh explains the cleaning obsession. I'm kinda proud of myself. Which is strange. Lol. So many things I wanna say. Oh god. I make the worst guy in the world. Writing this book about this girl and this guy, but all my guy parts come out extremely lame and I dont like them. At All. GTG. Ttyl.