But I plan to live, despite that I'm tired of the shit. Too soon for a journal you say? FUCK YOU. Is this a complaint journal? Yeah it is, but there's some info in here too so I'll get to that first. Anyone that has Time Warner as their broadcasting service, bail on them. A message just went across my TV saying that y'all are going to loose Comedy Central and Nick and some other channels. One day's notice. Ain't that fair? Adam Gontier is weeping somewhere. (just ask if you don't get that one, I'll explain.)

You all who don't want to hear why this world sucks, leave now. The rest I will now advise to stay. Ok so it was was Dec 30th today right. Normal day as usual, or it would've been. I don't think I've had a peaceful minute all day, for both good and bad reasons. (oh and this is pretty long so find a comfortable position. it's ok, i can wait...........got one? ok good, on we go.) So mom takes me to the DMV to try and get my learner's permit again. Last time we didn't have the school attendance forms so they wouldn't take us. So we got all our shit together and when we get there they won't take us AGAIN! One of the requirements read "2 pieces of mail with the address of the person taking the test. Or if under 18, addressed to the guardian of the testee." Turns out they wanted a physical home address. Um hello morons we use a PO box. "We can't take PO boxes." Yeah, well you're P'n me O. SO then we leave there annoyed and downhearted. Then we went shopping for me some long sleeved shirts. On the way to the store my brother leaves mom a buncha voice mails on her phone about his stupid little $1.00 cap gun breaking. Not only were there alot of them, but he was screaming all kinds of shit in them. (he's been doing that constantly over little things lately). Truthfully, I was looking forward to the little shithead getting a whipping over it. So we're pissed about that the rest of the day. Then we're coming back from across the dam we had to cross to get out there and we see this idiot in traffic in a Mazda Miata convertible sitting in traffic 'diggin' for gold'. Yeah um ew. If I had thought about it y'all would've seen that on youtube tonight but I didn't think of that at the time. So we get through traffic (which is always a mood lifter...not) and eventually get around to getting dinner. We picked up dad and went to Ryans. Good food really but I'm glad we ate quickly 'cause just as we were finished eating we saw some old man blowing his nose and then picking it at the food bar. I think we woulda been done eating either way... Now we're home. We've put all the morons behind us. Logan's getting chewed out by dad for his voice mailing while I'm 'TCOBing' (Taking Care Of Business, i think you understand) and as far as I heard, it was rather forceful. Then I get down here to the computer... Lots of MSN chats already open warning me about something. I have no idea of what's about to go down at this point. I'll just skip that 'cause I don't have replies from anything yet so I don't have the full story. Anyhow, Youtube, as usual, has deleted several videos I was trying to save as reminders for what I need to download from 'itunes' (anyone that talks to me often know what i mean) so that was very much fun finding them again. And now I'm here, writing this journal. So if you read this far, copy this in your comment (but say other things too) : METALLICA IS A BAND OF ELITIST GREEDY BASTARDS. ESPECIALLY LARS ULRICH. BUT THEY DO PLAY DECENT MUSIC SOMETIMES. Oh by the way, does anyone know a really bloody gory shooting game? You know, one where you shoot the person/thing/critter and they explode?

(pardon me if i have no idea what i'm doing)
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