It's party time children.

Hello. How are you? Having a good night i'd assume. Who knows though. You could be stuck at some persons house with your hands tide but you pulled out your itouch hacked the internet at the persons house and then got onto my blog before you get raped. But idk, it could be anything. I, myself am at a "party" of sorts. There's like 8 people here. And we're all just here doing nothing. Some people are on laptops. Such as myself. Others are just doing nothing. It's decent.

So, today I experienced something really awkward. We all have those people that THINK we're friends with them but they really aren't. You know? Like you don't like them, and you don't want to talk to them but you don't want to tell them so they just continue to ask you to chill and talk to you. It's really lame. I don't want to be that person. Let me know if I am and i'll leave you alone. Kay thanks!

In social studies I was talking to these two girls and they were telling me about how I could pull things off that other people can't. I mean we all can but i've never really thought about it. Like i'm allowed to play with her hair and junk but if anyone else does she flips out. I thought I was pretty special. You should give me special privileges, I want to be special. So yeah. It can be anything. If it's letting me play with your hair, or like ask personal questions on a frequent basis, or other crap. Idk, nor do I care. But I like privileges. I swear it took me like three minutes to spell privileges. It was so freaking hard, wtfail.

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Winky face.

Hey guys. I like to wink. It's creepy. It makes others feel awkward. That's why I enjoy it. Stop making it awkward i'll stop winking. Case and point. A very dull meaningless boring point, but a point none the less.

So. I watch the bachelor. It's kinda really good plus it makes my emotions go crazy. Which has good and bad effects on me.

Good: It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Bad: It makes me want to go and try and charm any girl within a virtual light year. (That means all girls ever, unless there are some that live light years away and i'm not sure about them. I think I could be attracted to alien chicks. As long as they had like normal amounts of arms, or if they could hide the extra ones. The extra ones would be good for like multi-tasking. Cleaning, cooking, taking care of our alien/human baby. That was a long side note. Plus it's sarcasm.

Girls= Guys.)

So yeah, watch out girls because when Monday nights come i'm going to try and hit you up (not really).

I like to argue. A lot. Lets argue sometime. About anything, everything, the whole unicorn vs. big foot debate about which is better. I'd rather something better. Like relationships, or religion, abortion, weed. I like to learn, I like to hear other people's points of view. Giggle. Giggle.

I think surprise kisses are totally okay. Especially spontaneous ones. And I don't think the person who got kissed should be upset/mad in any way shape or form. It's not like they're stealing your virginity. They should be flattered, someone feels so much emotion for you that they can no longer express their emotions in words so they use physical actions. How awesome. Emotions are awesome. This hasn't happened to me but i've recently been thinking about preforming one of these but I didn't because I was afraid and I didn't want awkwardness. I was hoping I could give my self some verification and approval but it didn't work. Even if you told me it was okay I wouldn't care. I mean I would, but I doubt it would change anything. Oh well. No surprise kiss for you. How sad.

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What a bad day for emotions.

I have emotions. I'm not some heartless demon. I experienced about three today, and they were pretty intense. So here comes three totally unconnected and irrelevant stories. I'm not sure how funny this will be, so don't hate me. This is my online journal. I'm here to talk about random stuff. So yeah. Here's my words.

This morning I got on the bus (as usual) and I suppose my bus driver was in a particular bitchy mood. Once we arrive at school she turns around to talk to us and she's all like blah blah blah. She was talking about how we shouldn't use our cell phone because it interfears with the signal on the radio. She doesn't even use the radio. Like ever. So why does it even matter? It's like making sure you have enough milk in your refrigerator and being lactose intolerant and living alone. OH MY GOODNESS! THIS MILK I CAN'T DRINK HAS EXPIRED! I BETTER GO BUY MORE!!! I bet some people actually do that. She's said she that administrators knew we used our phone, she said that she knew, and that other bus drivers knew. Wtf? Was she going around telling everyone at how BAD she is at her job? Who cares if they know. Administrators don't stress us about using them on the bus. Other bus drivers should be worrying about their own kids rather than the kids on my bus. And we know you know. We don't care that you know. We negative no care that you know. She also said that she could see them in our lap. Just to make sure I got really low in my seat and peeked my eyes over the seat and looked into her mirror over head. By no means could she see into my lap. Tomorrow I plan on holding a sign using bad (Spelling is hard. Spell check sucks. I tried to use vagular but spell check wouldn't fix it, and I couldn't figure it out. So you get a bland word like bad) language in my lap and see if she has any comments about it. She then starts talking about how we never sit in the correct seats and how she needs us to sit in the right seat so she can know when to stop and let kids off. In the last week she has stopped at a stop when no one was getting off. WHAT A FAIL! Go ahead lady and contradict yourself. The next day she completely missed some kid's stop. She then proceeds to make it some huge big deal and blame the kid. It's your fault you dumb lady. Geesh. Bring us back the cool black dude who didn't give a care about what happened.

In sociology today we were debating rules and laws that should be passed by the government about driving. For some reason there are these two black girls who always get really emotional. Not like tears and stuff but they take stuff in an offensive and I usually think that they need to chill out. Today was not one of those days. Today it was some white dude. They were discussing how the 10mph comfort zone was still in place. Where you can go 10mph over and not get a ticket. This is how it went down.

Guy: "It's not a law"

Girl:" Yeah it is"

Guy:" No it's not"

Girl: "Yeah it is"

Guy: "Was I talking to you?"

Girl: -Begins to freak out and was like oh no he didn't-

Yes you idiot. You were talking to her. You said something, she responded, you responded to her response, she responded to you, you responded with a stupid ignorant comment. That's not how you prove a point, by being an ass like that and trying to make others look bad. Give some evidence, as good as an argument "No it's not" is, it just doesn't do it for me. There's no reason to even be a jerk like that. It's not even that big of a deal nor does it even effect you if you convince the other. I'm not really a big fan of either of them but I really don't like him.

This isn't an emotion I had today but he's one of those guys that makes comments on everything. And he think he's is just God's gift to us because he is so funny. He's not. Not close. Not at all. He's so ignorant. He believes he doesn't have to follow American laws because his culture has different standards and laws. Well guess what, this is America. You can either follow them, end up behind bars, or get the hell out because we already have enough ignorant people we don't need more. He's very vague when he speaks which gets really really annoying. Example: We were talking about how cultures find it bad to be a cannibal. -Ignorant kid raises hand-: Well in some cultures it's accepted and expected for people to eat each other.

Teacher: Like which ones.

Ignorant kid: -Silence-

IDIOT! If you don't know what you're talking about then STFU and stay quiet. I'm not a big fan of his. Can you tell?

Lastly, I felt guilt. My teacher has been out and we've been given reading assignments and I didn't want to read one so instead I talked all period. She gave a quiz over them today. She told us not to waste her time if we hadn't read one of the stories. I had to write "I didn't read" in one of the answer slots. She asked one thing of me. It wasn't hard, or long. Read a few pages in a book. Not a difficult thing. I just chose not to. I felt really bad. I didn't talk for quite some time. And when I did my voice was very weak and unstable. The almost crying voice. I wasn't going to cry. I just felt so bad. When people are disappointed in me, or let down I just fell like the worst person ever. I don't handle guilt well.

Thank you online diary for allowing me to put this onto you. Unleashed. Now share it with the world.

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I've been dreaming of a white Valentine's Day.

It is almost Valentine's Day. The day of love and red. White + Red= Pink. The day of massive amounts of balloons and candy and flowers and cliche marriage proposals. The day when my mommy buys me candy. Yup, that's about all the good I ever get out of it. I'm not sure why but I never seem to have a significant other during this time so it's usually boring.

So today during the day at school I saw countless number of balloons. COUNTLESS. It's ridiculous. What's the deal with balloons? Does a balloon signify love? Why wouldn't you just use that money to buy them some gift? Or a better gift? But a balloon, really? Do you hope that they'll float away and never see them again? I've seen it done before. I just...you know....I just want to pop them all. It's not a big deal. Like poking balloons with pens. And watching them pop, looking around all innocently like you have no clue what happened. Even if there was no one else in the hall. I'd walk up, pop the balloon and look around mystified. When they kept staring at me wondering why I did that i'd just look at them and be like "Spontaneously com-busting balloons, what's up with that?" and then i'd walk off pretending to fail at whistling.

This was me in the halls. Minus the smiles.

I had a snow ball fight. It was great. My hands got cold. I nailed my best friend with a snow ball. I loved it. Get off my blog. Go play in the snow you fools. I'm not that cool. (Don't tell me that though)

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HELL YEAH!

Over 1,000 views. Keep it up.

I'm proud of you who decide that my pointless life is good enough for you.

I be jammin' to dem beats shaughty.

Hey. How are you doing. Good I hope? Look to the right, or turn up your speakers. There are new songs? :o The thing automatically shuffles? :o It has a new skin? :o

New songs + Auto shuffle + New skin= Epic.

So yeah, that's about it for today.

If there's certain songs you want to hear let me know. I can add them to the list (maybe).

I want to hear what you guys are into. I like just chill stuff, no hardcore rock stuff, no crazy fast rap, nothing that has a lot of really bad words. Just easy going stuff, relaxing. Make it trigger emotions, I love music like that. So yeah, just talk to me.

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Hey, my name's Will. I just want to be your super hero boyfriend.

Welcome! It has been a long time friends (I'd assume you're my friend). I've been doing nothing a lot, it's actually very time consuming. What's that? You're curious about the title? No, it's not a lyric (I don't think) but it could be a good one. I was sitting in spanish, and I was talking to this girl and I was telling her what I want in a relationship, what I like in a girl, and she was like "You want to be a superhero boyfriend." Holy cow. She was totally right. That's what I want. Someone who figured out what i've been trying to put into words for ever. I want to be that perfect guy for some broken girl. Fun eh? I would think so. If you guys are so inclined to know I might post what I want and blah blah some other time so you guys can tell me all about your friends who are broken. Good plan? No.

Hehehe a holy cow. What a fail.

You guys want some comedy eh? I feel like that's all I am to you all, to my friends, to everyone. Oh well, I enjoy it. Let's all have a good laugh. I'm not talking about a LQTM-(Laughing quietly to myself), but I think we all deserve a good Lol, or even a roflmao. Which ever is your kind of thing. Watch this. Even if you aren't a video game person you will have a good time watching. I realize it's long. Give it three minutes and if you don't like it then i'm sorry i've failed to entertain. You might want to try pulling teeth or touching your hands to a stove set on high. I also hear that can lead to a good time. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPo84-ve7Hk

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Races races I come in first!

This weekend while at the World of Coke they added a new security feature. Outside they now have metal detectors and people there to "feel you up." In front of my family there was an African American man who made the sensor go off. He had to empyt his pockets, take of piercings, take off his belt, jacket, shoes, anything that ALMOST resembled metal. After he got finished my mother dropped her keys into the bin and walked through "Beep." The security told her that it was fine to go through. After I went through I looked over to my left to see an indian man who was getting wanded. I thought it was great how they said nothing to my white mother but they put the African American and the Indian man through hell. LQTM- Laughing quietly to myself.

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