No one ever comment on my stinking blogs. Maybe cause no one follows me, but this isnt trwitter so i guess that's understandable. This weekend was weird. I dont remember much of it, went by so fast. Im tired of spending my money, on the things i dont use.. people should stop using my kindness for weakness before i start using my strong hand.

Its valentine day. Sure doesnt feel like it, seeing the fact that i didnt get babes amnything... cept asked her to be my valentine. That was kinda sweet. Oh and i have a minor tummy running issue. I need to go home, but mom doesnt wanna text me back and step guy doesnt either, but byou know what? It is just fine with me, ass holes.. She knows what she is doing. She doesnt care if im dying, as long as i die in school, its fine with her.

Oh well, 4 day week, and i never got my tax money friday..  i hope all of that talk Khujo did was not just a one week head booster..

So Dustin is gone to Wichita, i think he comes back this weekend, but he still moved out there. Justin leaves Thursday for FLorida, man i have no friends at all.. But i still got Fred! My homie... so itll probably be back to square one wioth bruh.  Man, my stomach hurts.. Life hasnt started for me, and when imtyping about things like this, then i feel like i have to get my life on track, but im tired of keep saying it.. I made a 6 point success plan lastnight.. it was whack, but the real one will be extremely excellent... Im ready to graduate, get the hell away from hell.