Finally Home

So I just got home from my friends house today and I probably had the worst time ever. Despite the fact that I have done nothing wrong her dad absolutly hates me. He's convinced that i'm a liar. What did I do to make him think that? Nothing that's what. It probably has something to do with where I live which is so sterotypical. Just because I live in the bad part of the city I'm a bad person. I can't stand people who act like they know who you are before they even know you're name. It hurts to be hated for something you did but it hurts so much more to be hated for something you didn't do.

Alan

OK so the first thing that popped into my head was Alan. And of course you don't know who that is but i do and that's all that matters. He's got to be one of the most awkward kids at our school yet i can't seem to help but adore him. He's so smart and he knows how to respect a girl. Too bad he's all rapped up in that other girl. Lets just call her Tina. Alan likes Tina but she doesn't "like him that way". Everyone likes Tina though she could have her pick of the lot. I could tell Alan that I like him but that's just not something that's easy for me to do. A lot of my friends think he's weird but i just find him fascinating. When he walks down the hallway he looks all dark and mysterious which i think is kind of sexy. I haven't really told anyone that I like him yet and I'm not exactly sure if i will because well that's just how I roll.

I was just sitting at my computer when i should really be in bed

I was just sitting here at my computer, when i should really be in bed and i though to myself "I shoud really make a blog." I mean as long as no one else can i read it everything should be all good. So I could post some of my deepest thoughts on here and it wouldn't really matter if someone actually did read it because they wouldn't really know who i am. It would be nice to get some things off my chest. So from now on I'm gonna try to get on everyday and post things that I only could possibly care about.