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Today was okay. Then I got home and everything, yet again, got fuckered up. I barely wore any makeup today and I realized I look like fucking Samara. How wonderful is that? It's kinda weird though. Everybody else feels good about themselves every once in a while, but I haven't felt good about myself since the third grade. I'm just so ... blah right now. I'm either on the verge of tears or I'm about to burst out laughing, you never really know with me. But I'm getting really sick of hypocritical people. I know I can be a hypocrite sometimes, but a lot of people are. There are just certain people going around saying how much they hate it when something happens or yelling at somebody for doing something to themselves and then they go and do it too. It just pisses me of is all ... but w/e. A lot of stuff is goin pretty well. At least it is for my recent transition. I realized who my real friends are and who aren't. And to Vicky and Bran ... you guys are fucking awesome. I'm yet to see my finished picture, but I loved my song. And Hailey, I'll be okay ... It'll just take time. And Ryan, if yer readin this ... Where the hell is your contribution?!?!? But yeah .. never realized you guys cared that much. I feel kinda loved now. :) OH YEAH! Vicky ... I need more info on the whole Atlanta thing. My mom said she didn't know which is a 70% chance of hell no, but there's still that other 30%. Well, I'm off to go talk about my dad to some strange older woman. Thank you and Goodnight!<3