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Soo, I went to my friends birthday party last night and I didn't have fun. It was supposed to be like a rave, only not. It was only not fun for me because I didn't know many people there and because I had a schizattack. Yea, I started showing signs of my mentalness and I wasnt happy about it. I went from mad, to happy, to upset wanting to cry all in about 15 minutes. Funny thing is, while all of this was happening, no one was doing anything to make my emotions change. Hmm, matter of fact, no one was talking to me at all. Except Roberto and Sam. So Sam was nice and made me tell him what was wrong and I couldn't get away with lying. I am a bad liar. So he is the third person who knows about it and he tried to help me. I guess it's always hard when you don't know that person history of whatever is making them upset or feel what they feel. On a lighter note, I finally cut my bangs, and i colored them rainbow colors, minus purple[I will always hate that color, at least for now]. I curled my hair today, experimenting with different types of curls and settled on a loose ringlet curl and I look like Stefy. [She sings a song called Chelsea] So everytime I look in the mirror, that song comes into my head. Thanksgiving is almost here and I'm kind of excited. I'm not too big on any holiday besides Christmas. But my brother is coming home and that's always fun for the first five minutes. We're also going to my uncles house and I love going there. I don't know why, maybe it's his big screen television. And my cousin who I don't see much may come too, along with my other uncle and possibly his new baby. I was going to get my permit on Tuesday, but my mom is "busy" so I have to wait until Friday. Jessica wants me to go to HorrorFest at the movie theatre with her on Saturday and I want to go, even though scary movies, well, scare me. But it's the thought of seeing my good friend that I don't see alot. I realized last night that our conversations on AIM are always chronically entertaining. We're alway ROTFLMAOOL.