what does anyone on here do anymore? all of my old friends are gone. everything has changed. nothing much to do. remember I was the editor for Jeff Goode? well, guess who is retired now. then the beautiful banner AmarJ had made me is gone...

things nowadays are...okaay. I'm involved with theater and AFJROTC. senior in high school. remember when I was in eight grade??? my parents have been...having a huge fight. my personal life is hectic.

I don't really come on here often anymore (if you can't tell lol). if you want to talk to me more regularly or whatever:

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So I'm in Orlando, school's out, blah blah blah...

This morning, I woke up at 8. I looked at the clock, then checked my phone, and while I was about to do something on it, I saw someone standing by a counter. It was a little kid. Skinny, brown-haired, spectacled boy. He was looking at some things I had on the counter and was picking something up. Then he turned and look at me. Startled I sat up and he was gone

I couldn't go back to sleep because it puzzled me so much. Later I told me parents who just told me I was dreaming (and looked at each other like they were agreeing I was crazy) and they told my older sister who told me I was definitely dreaming.

It's possible I was dreaming, but I clearly remember being awake, a little drowzy. Even before I saw the kid, I was checking things, and I don't remember waking up again. I personally think it's stupid to state that it was DEFINITELY a dream. Who knows, it could have been actually something paranormal. I've never had one of those experiences anymore and I don't imagine things.

The only person who believes me is Erik. Oh and btw I broke up with him a few weeks ago because I'm not too much of a relationship person, but we might get back together.

I had been waiting like FOREVER to receive the info in the mail about my blood donation. Soo, I was looking for the forms for COTS (Cadet Officer Training School) and I looked under a pile of papers. Well, instead of finding the forms, I found a paper from the South Texas Blood and Tissue Center for me. It turns out my dad had it for days (opened it and never told me!!). Anyway, I have B+ blood like my dad. Also, this is what's weird - my cholesterol level is 243. My parents for some reasons think I eat nothing but junk food. I don't!! I barely ever eat junk food and there is the "proof" that I do. Great! My parents think I'm obsessed with sugary and fatty foods! In 2008, I had three blood tests. One said I had high cholesterol, but the other two didn't. Either it's a mistake, I have high-density cholesterol (hopefully if I DO have any), there's a sneaky food I'm eating, or my body is messed up. I would have to say that I think my body is messed up. It's compensentory. It thinks it's perfect the way it is, but it's not. Whenever I go on medication, it works at first, then it stops working after about a week or two. On a certain machine that graphs it (and if the medicine does work at first), you'll see the line in the middle meaning it's doing for my body, then it will all of a sudden drop downhill. It really sucks. Like I have insomnia and there's no sleeping medication that works for me. Maybe it does for a week, but then it stops working, and putting it at a higher dose doesn't really help at all.