Sad sad sad day and its not that time of the month. You people (if anyone reads this) must really be wondering whats with my mood swings. Ok tonight was wierd but not in a good way like on April 13. I had a chearleading practice from 9 am to 5 pm today. I really wish I never joined the sqade. I'm allways mixed up as to where we are I'm unsinchronised, I am tired of the other girls PMS-ing. Its Strange while I'm ok when I play the Saxophone I m not as messed up sure I do get mixed up pretty often; Ive on ly been playing since September 2003 but I did a year of Gymnastics a year and a half of ballet : I really should be better a Chearleading cept I'm not ok so I' m back to my old tired of life self. Y'know I may as welltell my boring life story. My computer teacher does want me to practice typing.


I was born in a small town in Québec near Montréal. I lived there three years then I moved to British Columbia on Vancouver Island once again in a small town I lived there six years I really liked it there of cours was only nine when I moved from there so I don't have that many memories of the place. The only Friend I had from over there that I have kept in touch, with is well this is the net I shouldn't say her name, suffice to say I kept in touch with one of them.

Then I moved back to Québec, in another region though, I really had a hard time fitting in cuz the only french I knew was grade 2 French immersion and I couldn't really communicate, but while I was in grade three there was another English person in grade 5 that I befriended. And there to my belief lies my worst mistake. You see though I was friendly with the people in my grade I didn't really interract with them other than when stricly necessary so when my friende graduated Elementary school I became a bit of a loner. Because I had gotten used to older more mature people not that she was much older only a year,since I had doubled grade 2(dont laugh I was a homeschooled procrastinater that knew how to get out of work). I guess we were both more of the quiet type... I'm not too sure what anyways I was more interested with my books than running around and doing sports. nyways because I prefered to be alone I was the perfect person to pick on and thats exactly what happened. I hated life back then I seriously wanted to end it all. then that school closed and in grade six I got a chance to start all over again. and I took that chance. But it just fell apart in my hands in may a couple days after my B-day.