Another Morning

Soooooooo... It's morning... crap. I'm kinda tired again.


I'm kinda proud of something. I have a bit of a temper (and you would know that if you read my profile), but I haven't gotten mad about anything lately. Sure, I'll feel bad if don't do well on some math homework, but that won't make me go into a full-blown temper tantrum. That's pretty good. Means I can deal with things better than I could last year. Boy, was I ever the sour, mean, rude, annoying, crybaby. I cringe just thinking about it.


Hey, do you think that typing is hard? Please say 'yes' because I'm a terrible typer. My sister is at like 55 words per minute. I'm probably around 15-24. I've been trying not to use this blog to complain about anything more than Justin Bieber and WikiLeaks, but it turns out, I'm a whiner. All the time. I don't think it's any fun to whine about stuff, I bet it would be easier to man up and get what I want myself. That does contradict the fact that I'm a girl, but never the less.


I finished watching The Girl Who Lept Through Time last night after blogging. I think I cried at least three times. I guess I'm still a crybaby, but it was such a good movie. Please. Watch it. Make me happier than I already am. Or at least should be.
Later