Wed, 16 Nov 2005 23:34:58 GMT

Some people do nothing. If I had that much time to do nothing, I'd do something.

It really pisses me off when people complain about their life when they don't even do anything. Okay, people complain about school. I do, but everyone has to worry about that. So, people that complain about homework and get to go home everyday from school and sit around, watch tv...Oh my God! That pisses me off. Oh no! You had an interact meeting! Oh god! You must be so tired! I can't even imagine.

You don't know how easy your life is. I probably shouldn't complain either, but I have more right that most of you.

Okay...so you play an instrument for 3 hours a night...GIVE ME A BREAK! I play basketball every night for 4 hours and it's not just sitting around the whole time. We actually have to do something physically challenging.

Pshhh...I'd like to see you even try.

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 03:17:48 GMT

I got a lot of "I hate you"s today. And I'm not going to lie, it felt terrific.

I told pretty much everybody about yesterday, but if you are one of the select few who didn't hear about it and you're an EM:HE fan or you just want to know, then you should read. If you don't care or already heard, then don't. I'm going to warn you, it's long and extremely detailed.

I arrived at the Extreme Home Makeover House at about 6:40 in the morning. My mom dropped me off and then went to work. I walked around, hoping to find workers with blue shirts and hard hats, but I looked around and saw no one working. It was akward and I had no idea what I was doing. So, I walked around for a little bit and then I followed someone with a blue shirt. He went into the VIP line with his family. I didn't have a pass, so I just stood there around the front of the line for the spectators. No one said anything to me. Then after standing there for at least 20 minutes, I hear someone call my name. It was Kelly Haren. They had been there since 4 in the morning. So I sat down with them. The people with her weren't very happy that I wasn't there as early as them. I didn't real care because I would have been in the front with or without them. So we sat for like an hour and it was almost 8, so we got up and started moving. Kelly had a blanket, so she tied it around her waist so she didn't have to hold it as she sprinted for a good spot. As we were about to be let in, the police officer said to us, "Go calmly to respect the family." I laugh everytime I think about it. She lets us in and everyone just books it. Kelly pushes through all the people infront of us and just goes. I was right behind her, but I couldn't run as quick. My shoes would not stay on and I was seriously going to pee my pants. It was hilarious. But we didn't even get that good of spots. We were in the front row, but off to the left. So we stood for only about 10 minutes until a lady with a blue shirt came around and was like, "If you have a blue shirt on, we need help." The guy next to us goes, "I'll do anything you want me to." But he didn't have a blue shirt on. I did. "I do, I do," I yelled and she told me to come on over. So I don't think I even said by to them. I walked out of the crowd and went through the metal baracades or whatever. Luckily, the officers weren't looking so it made it a lot easier. So I get on the other side and I just walk around a little bit, but I had no clue what to do. Then, I caught up with other workers. The one guy with the megaphone told us to move the baracades, so we did. Then, we helped move food for the workers into this truck or whatever you want to call it. After that, me, this one girl that used to go to my church, her friend, and this 30 year old lady hid behind a van. We were afraid we would be put back into the crowd and I wasn't going back! After about waiting for 20 minutes or so, we got brave and came out. We saw people carrying stuff from a truck. We went over and got stuff to carry and then they said, "These go in the house." I was like, "Oh my god, Oh my god. These are going in the house." I was so excited. So, we went up the porch stairs and into the house. There was a sign that read, No minors, no photographs, no autographes. Well, I didn't get any autographes. I got into the house, which was pretty sweet and extremely crowded, and the first person I see it Paul. I was like, OMG! But only in my head. I just smiled, like I've never smiled before. After smiling for a while, I got up the courage to say, 'Hi." He said, "Hi," back. Ahh. Then he was like, "How are you?" and he rubbed my back!!! That was awesome! I just smiled some more and probably looked like a fool, but a very happy fool. Then I came back to earth when someone told me to take the painting I had up to the room above the garage. So I go around the back and up the stairs in the garage and there is weights and plasma screens. Everything is tie-dye. It was so cool. No one else was up there, so I decided to snap a few pictures. Oops. Haha. Then I went back downstairs with my camera out and someone said, "No cameras, please." I was like, "Oh, sorry," My bad. So I only took one more picture when I was around there. Then, I helped move all the ipods, dvd's, xbox, computers, and toys into the house. I had to take my shoes of when I went in the house. It was so crowded in there. Shooot. There was no room to move. I tried my best to stay out of people's way. This one guy like put me in charge of stuff. He told me to put all the stuff into one drawer in all of the rooms because he didn't want people stealing things, but that didn't really happen because there were to many people everywhere. After doing all of that, the same guy told me and the lady I hung out with the whole time, to gaurd the front door to make sure people that weren't supposed to go in there didn't. That's really wierd since I wasn't supposed to be there. The "Jack Black" guy talked to us and called us his security. After a while, the new guy, Daniel, came out and stood right in front of us. Everyone was screaming and yelling, "Daniel!!!" but I just stood there calmly. I could have touched him, but what was I going to do? It would have been gay of me to scream for him in his face. So, I just stood. So we stood a while longer. Every photo people took of the house right then had me and the lady in it. I saw myself on the news. I was in the very background, sitting on the porch. I was like, "Ohhh yeah!!!" So after standing there, we helped move more stuff and then we waited for Ty to shoot his scene. I got about 10 feet at the most away from him as he was shooting the scene. I snapped a pic, but I doubt it was any good. After that, we were told we had to clear away from the house. But we got special spots to the left of the house in front of the baracades. They were perfect spots. The bus pulled up and they did fake run throughs. It got kind of boring. But I had to leave and go to volleyball! I was really upset, but all in all. It was amazing.

Why are you such a bitch?

Tue, 18 Oct 2005 23:40:56 GMT

I'm ready to work.

America is based on cheating and lying. That's what you have to do to get what you want.

Whether you want to believe it or not.

Sat, 15 Oct 2005 02:53:25 GMT

Having your face stepped on at 5 in the morning doesn't hurt as bad as you think it would. Neither does splashing coffee all over yourself. And apparently, falling backwards in your wheelchair or flat on your face that early in the morning is painless.

defy explanation