2003-12-30 - 8:28 a.m.
Starting in January, I'll have a new diary up. Thanks for sticking by me for these last seven months.
I am going to try to not sound like Timmo here, but I'd like to say that I have grown up a lot over the time I've been writing in this diary. More so in this diary than any other diary I've ever used.
I hope wasn't TOO offensive towards anybody...or just too plain rude.
So I'm going to try to not get too mushy. Here comes my last entry.
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Yes. It's 8:31 in the morning and I'm awake. And yes. It is still Winter break.
Sigh.
So I'm waiting for my mom to take me to the teeth people. I'm getting my wisdome teeth out.
I'm nervous. My mom offered me valium. I should probably take it. I'm nervous.
They better knock me out. If I feel pain, I think I might have to shoot someone.
I'm not allowed to eat anything before hand. They don't want me throwing it up while they are shoving their hands in my mouth and poking me with evil metal things and cutting out FOUR of my teeth.
To make it worse, I'll be in so much pain after, that I probably won't want to eat anything at all (except apple sauce).
Eck.
Sorry to complain so much. I'm just nervous.
On a completely new subject...
Some people have been having...er...drama lately. Drama in their guestbooks and such due to what they write.
I'm just going to say that yes, we live in America and we have the freedom to say and write whatever we want. And we also have the freedom to protest whatever we want.
I agree with both sides about it. If you don't like what she writes then don't read it. But you are allowed to give your own opinions about what somebody else...put out there.
Basicly what I'm saying is...
Say what you want...but only after you've thought about who you might be hurting when you say it...and if you care about who you might be hurting or offending and if you care enough to not write/say it.
I'm trying to make sense.
And also...another thing I'd like to leave you guys with is...
Just stop and think about how lucky you are and how much you really have. We don't really have the right to say you don't have problems, but if you want people to continue to care about you like you want them to, then just realize how lucky you are and try to stop feeling so sorry for yourself.
And yes that was slighty directed to one person in particular...but I felt that it must be done.
I leave this entry, hoping nobody was too offended or hurt.
Have a happy New Year! Don't get wasted!
I love you all. Even the ones I hate.
