Just got home, and I'm not sure what to write tonight. Mostly, this blog has been about my pain and fears, my hopes and sorrows, and the people I interact with. I've interacted with others today, but it's been a bright day. Fun for all, I did some things I wanted to do, and I feel better. However, every Saturday I feel better, then Sunday comes and school is just around the corner and I get depressed again.

x\\ spell your name backwards: k2_ih
x\\ have you ever had a song written about you: Just a really bad rap by a drunken friend.
x\\ what song makes you cry: Tiny Dancer, Elton John
x\\ what song makes you happy: Digital Love, Daft Punk.
x\\ what's your all time fav. song?: Walking on the Sun, Smash Mouth. Though Sandstorm by Darude comes close
x\\ what do you listen to before you go to sleep: too much. I've got several day's worth of OGG's on continuous loop
x\\ height: 5' 6

Once again in study hall. G1 is playing a game right next to me. I think anything with her is just a pipe dream, but I just can't stop thinking about her. I don't know if it's love or just mental lust, but every waking moment she's running through my head.

I talked to R some more today. She randomly was in my study hall: She normally has a class, but her teacher was unexpectedly absent. We chatted for a while, then when she left J came up and teased me about her again.

As I write this, g1 is close enough to touch but out of reach. I'm on the late bus heading out of hell. My sister just got on, but thankfully didn't see me and charged right past. G1 is seated back one row on the opposite side, normally perfect for conversation were it not for my friend J who is sitting next to me, blocking the conversation angle. I've written all of these so far on the bus. Oddly enough, I'm flirting with this girl named R, who is ranting about human behavior. She's kinda in

Luckily, nothing terrible seems to have happened yet.

Today was awesome and terrible. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

It seemed to start out badly, with a big fight between my mother and I over whether or not I needed to wear a coat. Stupid, but things have been really tense around my house recently. I'm on the brink with school, and there's really nothing she can do, but I still feel that she should be trying something, anything.

Today was an interesting day. It was blissfully short, which unfortunately also meant I didn't get to work on my Latin project. Mostly, though, it was good.

I've decided to give up my other blog. It's not worth maintaining it, and the people who would read it are not worth talking to.
I'm not sure to say when introducing myself. I'd like to say, quite simply, "I'm ______, and I'm proud of it", but I'm not sure what goes in the blank. I've lost a sense of my identity, which is the one thing that has always been my greatest fear.
I'm writing this as a diary. Hopefully, I'll sit down each day and type out normal diary entry as if it was privat

Just got back from the movies. I went "Out on the town" for my first time ever. I'm kinda a shy kid at my school, despite being well liked.
We went to see "Sky Captain", which was awesome looking but shallow, and then we wandered around Barnes and Noble for an hour. No hints of "Action", but I greatly enjoyed myself in a real social situation.

Why is it that on every issue, there's a Republican way, a Democratic way, and occasionally a crazy way dreamed up by one of the ultra partisan groups? For Gay marriage, Simple answer: Call it a civil union, make it exactly the same benefits. Or, better yet, give up the whole idea of "The State" recognizing marriages and call EVERYTHING a civil union. Marriage has always been a religious thing, why call the secular benefits by the same name?
Some issues need debate. I believe in the Iraqi war

Summer's more than half over, and I've gotten less than a quarter of what I wanted to done. I can't seem to sit down and code like I used to. Maybe I need a vacation, or maybe I need less caffine.

I'm getting OLD. Not as old as most of the people on here, but old nonetheless. Still, I got a cool watch and a GBA SP out of the deal. And one of my friends who just got back from China got me a set of Terra Cotta Army figurines.

Whenever we find ourselves together, we love to talk about the past, present and future.

My D&D results:

I Am A: Chaotic Good Elf Mage Bard

Alignment:
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.

Not quite the full night, I spent around 4 hours asleep, but FFXI is addictive. The interface has a steep learning curve, but once you know it, it works well. Absolutley beautiful, though. I had it set to the lowest graphics settings for the first long while playing, and it still looked goregous. Worth a video card upgrade to see in all its glory. Engaging story, too. Square lives up to its reputation with a killer intro movie and an interesting plot. Trying to play with your friends is supposed