Well, what a day. I got some birthday money, and that's cool. But, the boy I fancy won't call or message me. *Sigh* Last night was fun. Heather and I went to Walmart and bought random junkfood. Her boyfriend is stupid and left her to get high. I despise arnyone who is careless enough to get into drugs to be cool even though they know it could potentially kill them, and then after that they'll complain about what a "Sore life" they had as a teen. NO, they were just a "Sore loser" to stoop so low as to do drugs to be "In". Anyway, I've been depressed lately. I hate when people say that, I always want to shoot them in the face and tell them to be happy, but hell, here I am saying, "I'm depressed". Whatever. Sorry, no art uploaded yet. I've been a lazy mofo.