Sorry for not logging in and posting up blogs. I've been way to busy with school, home, people, and just about everything else. Nothing special has really happened. My love life has not increased, and I'm losing feelings for this one guy. I am getting a new phone, though (by the end the 26 of February, at least). It's one of those texting ones and I only have to pay $50 a month! How cool is that?! I have also been really hooked onto the games Kingdom Hearts, and I'm going to buy a used PS2 at Ebgames and buy all the games! I have also read the manga series, except for KH2. Crap, I gotta go. I'll blog later tonight or soon.

 

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Heyyy. I think some of you have heard, but if you haven't -- there was an earthquake around 7:50 in the San Bernandino and Los Angeles area. It was 5.0 magnitude, but I didn't feel it a lot. I still got scared, I always do anyways. It was scary how I felt it. I was leaning against my bed watching some video on YouTube with my sister and I felt shaking. I thought it was her, but then I looked at the mirror we have on our wall. That was shaking. I quickly turned to my lamp and my Guitar Hero World Tour drum set and both of those where shaking. And that was hit. I froze, and then my mom came and yeah. I cried a little bit, but calmed down quickly. I was also shaking, I couldn't even type! But yeah. And I was going to take a shower soon, but when the earthquake thing came, me and my sister didn't want to shower until tomorrow. And tomorrow I have to wake up early, shower, then go to the mall. Amazing, isn't it? (lol I'm being sarcastic). Oh and today I watched HSM3 to see how it all ends, and I don't even recommended it to anyone. I have to say that some parts were nice and touching, but seriously man, they WOULDN'T STOP SINGING!!!!! Yeah it's a musical, but Grease didn't have like fifteen songs in less than an hour --neither did the previous movies. Really, they should have stopped with the first movie, though it was a big hit. After all, don't sequels mostly ruin the first movie? Well folks, I'm off to go watch South Park, see you guys later. :]

 5:03 PM is the time here, and it's been pretty sucky the whole day. My family and my sister's boyfriend, we all own the Disneyland Annual Pass since we live pretty close by. So, today we were going to go, but when we got to the Mickey and Friends Parking Structure, there were so many cars, we weren't even allowed to go in because of all the cars. I was thinking that maybe because today is the last Disneyland Holiday Day so it made since. I really wanted to go because last time I saw this amazingly cute Mickey Mouse Snowman Plush Toy, and I was going to buy it today. We didn't end up going, which sucked, and I fought with my parents about it --sort of. I cried, though no one saw because I hid my face from everyone. Then we went to Walmart and I got a big box of Skittles, a heart shaped container with Skittles in them, and Extra gum. Three bucks was my total. I told my mom if we could at least go to either Subway, Home Town Buffet, or McDonalds. We went to none because my sister said that she wanted ice cream from this place in East LA, and like the girl she is, she gets it her. Always. That ice cream is extremely disgusting, I don't like it very much. So, when we got there, everybody got something --except me. Of course everyone got everything they wanted, except me. As always. I didn't really mind, because I didn't want corn as much. After that we went to this other place where they sell a whole mess of candy and corn. I didn't get it, but I did get Burger King. That was good, I ate chicken nuggets, fries, and a spicy chicken sandwich. We went back to Hollywood and dropped off my cousin who was with us. Back at home, my so-called sister made me feel even worse. It was the third(?) time I cried that day, without them seeing of course. Also, before we were off to Disneyland, my mom got me those big puffy jackets with fur from Anchor Blue. I wasn't planning on wearing, I was already bringing two sweaters. But, no. My mom got pissed at me for not wearing it, and everyone was throwing a fit at me. First time to cry, just to let you know. She is apparently going to go return it even though I took the price tag off, but my sister grabbed it when I wasn't looking. She has the same on, but I got it first. I hate my mom. I hate my sister. I hate my dad. I hate everyone. They don't understand me and they won't even bother trying to do so. Sometimes I feel like running away, away from all this craziness. But then, I don't know where I would go. I can't go to a relatives, and the streets scare the crap out of me at night. I was thinking of going to a runaway teens home shelter, but I can't find one around. I really can't stand my parents or my sister. I love my brother, he's the only one the sort of gets me at the age of five. Then again, whatever I tell him, he goes on and tells somebody else. My day might have not seemed sucky as it seems here, but trust me, it was. Even my sister's boyfriend felt sad for me -- or so he said. I am off to go eat my skittles, and keep hearing them play Guitar Hero World Tour. Wow, I just flicked off my sister, but she didn't see. Ignored as always :/