singularity

i enjoy the word singularity now. especially since i just spotted it in the book i'm reading, which by the way is 'Angels and Demons' by Dan Brown.

i've decided that i don't care if people read this. the point is for it to be written, not read, as was so perfectly put by some character in some movie.

i like a boy, he's very cute but small. he's innocent and i was told that i was 'perverse' him, or something to that effect. i don't care, his favorite show is 'the office' and he hates the new ice cream shop they're building. plus he's nice and funny and hates country music. i at least want to be friends with him, he seems really great.

i don't have many friends, i don't have a boyfriend or a best friend. i don't do much outside of school either but i've decided that i like it this way. it gives me more time to myself. i at least have enough friends that i'm not alone at school. i only feel saddened when i see pictures of people having sleepovers. i wish i could have a sleepover again. i'd like a new best friend but everyone is already taken so there isn't really a point. i love my routine though. it's perfect the way it is.

loren and i are getting along better. she called me 'cute' today which must be something. however she still ignores me when she's with nicole. if their behavior is normal for best friends i don't know if i even want one. they seem to be in love with each other. i'd like to be closer to loren again but i don't think she feels the same way. i don't care too much, but it does sting a bit.

danny is horrible. i wish he was in a mental institution. it would be for his own good because he has some sort of mental health disorder. i'm not just saying that either, i'm certain that he has something psychologically wrong with him. that wrongness mixed with his incessant, awful, annoying personality are enough to make me want to hurt him, which i did today. or at least i tried, but he ducked because he's a pussy and can't take a hit.

i can't wait to grow up, kind of, but i also think i'm starting to enjoy living because i am so young. i think i'm smart, and if i have so much knowledge now, i can just imagine what i will be able to comprehend in two years!

i don't like it when loren tries to write things. they come out as overly dramatic and dry, and pointless. at least most of the time.

i wish the cute boy would come online. i want to walk home with him again. although he didn't talk to me at school today, which was depressing for me. maybe i'm too overly raptured. does that make sense?