Magic.

If you ever have doubts, they will go away once you realize that he is . . . more than you could ever expect. Even when he does or says something really stupid or unnecessary; even when he makes you so mad you just want to cry. He makes up for all the shit that he does by doing what he doesn't even realize he's doing. When he makes you smile just by touching you; when he kisses you in just the right spot; when you smiles at you and it's contagious; when he hugs you so tight. It's all the little things that make you realize how much worse you'd be without him. How lucky you are to have even met him. And then you wonder why he chose you. Why did he pick you out of the crowd? Even when he tells you the you're beautiful, you still wonder about all the other beautiful girls. What made you stand out? Of course, he's the only one who knows and deep down, you're not sure if you really want to know. It's part of that mystery that makes everything so perfect. And even if you asked, you know that he might not be able to tell you exactly why. Especially when you realize that if he asked you the same question, you wouldn't be able to tell him. It's one of those inexplicable things that can't be put into words. And one of those things that should never even be whispered, because then the magic would disappear.

Somebody important.

Times are hard. What makes them harder? Not trying. Not trying to fix things, make them better. Everyone has hard times. When the hard times hit you, you have a few choices. One, you can just give up and get someone to help you, get someone to rely on. Yes, I call that giving up. Two, you can give up by taking your own life. And of course, this is probably the worst idea. This is the most selfish idea. Or three, you can buck up and fix what you need to fix. Fix the problems. Stop sitting around, watching the world go by, and step out and make something of yourself. Make a name for yourself and let people know that you're somebody important.

What is this world coming to?

Ok so I have a Myspace . . . what loser doesn't these days? Even 50-year-old moms have one because their kids have one and they want to be "cool" too. And I don't really mind that there's all these 15-year-old kids runnin' around on Myspace, thinkin' they're all badass and what-not. Whatever. Me, I didn't have one 'til I was almost 17. Anyways, I didn't decide to post some shit about Myspace. I came to vent.

What the fuck is up with all the 15-year-old chics getting fucking pregnant?! Seriously! I don't understand it. I guess, at least, they aren't all having fucking abortions. No murderers here. But good God people. I have no problems with these little kids having sex. Go ahead and fuck some little dude with a mini penis and pretend like you fucking like it. But I promise, you will like it so much better when you are a few years older. Anyways, back to my point. Use some fucking protection! Go to a gas station and buy one of those flavored condoms and fucking use it! Or get on the fucking pill. But that usually means you have to tell your mommy that you're having sex, and of course she won't be down with her little girl getting fucked. So that's usually out of the question. Well, if you won't spend a few bucks to buy a fucking condom, have the dude fucking pull out! Are you seriously proud that you're a mother before you can fucking drive at night?! Before you can legally smoke?! Before you can fucking legally drink?! My God. You're so excited that you get to be a mother and you're how old?! I would fucking freak out if I got pregnant and I'm almost five years older than you. I don't wanna be hauling around a little brat when I'm still young. I don't wanna worry about finding a babysitter on a Saturday night so I can go out to the bars with my non-pregnant friends. I don't wanna have to worry about second hand smoke damaging my kid. I don't wanna call my mom "Grandma" so my kid will. I don't wanna be the girl that wasn't responsible enough to fucking use some goddamn protection when I'm fucking! And you're proud of it?! It makes me sick. It makes me even more sick when the father is some 20-year-old. Dude, you're seriously fucking a chick that was born when you were 5-years-old?! Are you really that desperate for some pussy? Are you so immature that you can't get a chic your own fucking age?! Grow the fuck up. Also, as your child grows up and you tell him/her not to have sex, aren't you being really hypocritical? Seriously. Just like if you smoke pot and you tell your kids it's bad for you. Shut the fuck up and pass the blunt, bitch! So just remember that as your child grows up and you are unable to enjoy your youth and they cause you hell, just remember that you could have avoided it so easily. Hope you're proud of yourself. Actually, just kidding. I hope and wish that you are fucking ashamed. Because I know I would be.

Faking it.

Why do we try to impress people that don't matter? We always try to make ourselves look better in front of others. Even our friends. But our friends are the ones who have already accepted us for who we are, so why should we try to impress them still? Of course, the way I see it, why should we try to impress anyone at all? I hate when people try to impress strangers. You will probably never see them again, so why do you care what they think of you? Even someone that you will possibly see again, just be yourself and they will most likely like you better than if you try to impress them.

Who will you vote for?

It's getting closer. Just a few more months, and we'll all be off to vote for America's next president. And if you don't vote, then I better not hear you complain about who wins. Obviously if you are unable to vote, complain away. All I know is that I will definitely be there. The only problem is, I don't know who I'm voting for. I truly believe that there are slim pickings. Sure, they are all qualified. And of course, they all have their high points. But in all honesty, I can't see any one of them doing well as president. I do admit, I haven't really researched them yet to see who I believe will do best. But from what I've seen on TV and heard on the radio, they all seem a bit . . . well . . . under-qualified. Not under-qualified in experience. But from my point of view, they all seem a bit sketchy. Who will do the best for Americans? Who will help our economy? Who will force us to become a better country? Who will help us to stop becoming so entangled in other countries when we have enough of our own problems? These are just a few of the questions you must ask yourself before you decided who to vote for.

Just something funny that I heard today : a friend of mine was commenting on Hillary Clinton. She doesn't think that a woman should be president. Apparently, women are "too emotional" to take on that much responsibility. I, on the other hand, disagree. I personally think it would be cool for a woman to be president. However, maybe not Hillary.