I had nothing to do this morning, so I went to my friend Savannah's house. Dani and Jessy were there, so everyone was up. Hallelujah.
And Neal came over later. Hot Neal. xD
If you want a description, he looks like Shaun Morgan, only his hair is solid black and he has no piercings. Surprising.
He had taken his meds, so he was just hilarious. He couldn't keep himself from saying something along the lines of FuckDamnShitAss every two minutes, even though 12-year-old Jessy was there.
He brought his iPhone. Showoff.
I started up a conversation about how many fat people have such small cars. Here in J-Town, that is. >.> He would not stop laughing.
Neal: That is so true! Do you think it's cause it makes em feel smaller or something..?
Me: Hell naw. That'd make me feel bigger, what with bein all squished in. o.O

[OMG. YESSSAAAHHHH. Um, I'm watching Dancing With The Stars and Steve-O is SAFE! YESSSSAAAH.]

And then Neal started playing Disturbed songs with his fancy iPhone and whatnot. EFF YOU NEAL. EFF YOU. My Nano was so overshadowed today...

[CENTER][COLOR="YellowGreen"]So I finally got some courage to put up my crap on the internet ._.''
A new comic up on smackjeeves now. It's still kind of crappy but computer-work isn't one of my stronger sides... so that's why we're going to train it. : P
So anyway, check it out if you want to at:
[url]http://julliettesworld.smackjeeves.com/[/url]

and my DA is getting to an use now too. So look there too, it's not much yet though:
Handgranate. <-- *thumbs up*

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Struggling with life lately, for the past 6 months to be exact, maybe longer, but October is when the headaches started...

I have no idea what my outlook on life is anymore, one minute I'm on top of the world, the next I'm comptemplating suicide. I know why this is happening...I'm bipolar. I want help, believe me when I say that. But where can I turn, who can I turn to? My dad doesn't believe in ADD, OCD, ADHD, or Bipolar, just my luck. My mom, well let's just say she doesn't have the money to help me out. I know how this will end for me, sleeping pills and a whole lot of them. I'm done hoping for the better, keeping faith, and taking the crap life throws at me.

I pray that I'm slowing dieing from something. I have headaches all the time and I don't why, I'm tired all day and then restless at night. I read about drugs that are easy to OD on, and think "Where do I get this?" I walked on the thawing ice bare footed after having Gastroenteritis, with hopes of getting pneomonia.

The one wish I've always made was "I wanna die" same wish for so long, even when I little.

I DO want help here, I DO wanna take control of my life, I do wanna live to see tomorrow, I DO wanna give the world a genuine smile, I DO wanna give this life my all...

...I just need some help, I can't do it all by myself

I went and saw Coraline today, my movie theater is a little weird with that sort of thing. It was pretty good, not for the faint of heart, but good. It was a good book adaptation, and I am surprised on how good they did that.

I got my new laptop yesterday. It's an HP and it's [B][I]bronze[/I][/B]. Very shiny. It's much bigger and faster than my old one.

Now what to do with my old laptop? Mom says she wants it. Dad says he wants it. I just don't know.