Well here we are again.
Welcome back, I guess its time to get this journal started off then now aint it?
Well then, let me start off about who I really am...

I am the guy who will always stick up for the weaker man.
I am the guy who would rather stab himself then hurt a woman.
I am the guy who's never changed how he acted around anyone.
I am the guy who's always willing to listen to those in need.
I am the guy who would kick any boys a** who hurts a woman.

I seem to be perfect right?
Wrong.
I am far from it.
I also am the...

Guy who smokes a pack of cigarettes a day.
The guy who rarely obeys what people tell him to do.
I am the guy who will always do what I want when I want.
I am the guy who is not afraid to fight for my beliefs.
I am the guy who will tell you whats on my mind and not care about how you feel.
I am the guy who has a habit of shop lifting food items.

Those are the best and worst qualities of myself.
Plain and simple.
Im not here to make you fall in love with me.
I am here to tell you the story that is my life.
The life that is mine.
The one I will live until I die.

Now, time to tell you about my day.

My day started off as normal as it could be.
I woke up around ten in the morning.
I took a shower.
Then ate and got on the computer.
Such is my day when I have a day off.
Lets see....
I role played for a bit,
Played my game Lunia,
And watched The Get Backers.

And that brings me to two in the afternoon, so around three hours I was on the computer, maybe longer.
Then my sister came home.
Just so you know ladies and gentleman, I live with my parents.
I tried to live out in the real world.
Made it for about a half a year, but then lost my job, my apartment, and my girlfriend.
Ever since then I guess you could say ive been in depression.
But thats besides the point.

My little sister Jennifer, bless her heart, can be obnoxious, and plain old bitchy.
For example.
The computer is in my room right?
Well because of that, in her eyes I deserve no privacy at all.
Which means what it is.
She never knocks when she comes in.
She never asks if she can come in.
She never asks if she can get on the computer when im sleeping.
And she always kicks me out of my own room no matter what I do or say.
She is in essence.
A litteral b***h.
But I love my sister and I would never cause her harm.

Well, my sister came home and as mentioned she flooded herself into my room.
Kicked me out.
And called me an a** hole cause I tried to stop it from happening.
And then her friend came over.
Taking away even more of my privacy.
For you see Jennifer went to the rodeo with her boy friend.
And her friend Brianna decided not to go home when she was supposed to.
Instead she decided to stay here and not leave my room when told.
Normally I would not have minded a girl staying in my room.
But Brianna is only thirteen years old.
And I am not going to put the moves on an underage girl like that.
It is wrong in my eyes.
So I had to put up with her bugging me, watching where I go and what I do in my own home.
It was annoying and very un needed.

After about an hour of this, her friend Brandon came over.
His back pack full of Marijuana as always.
I truly despise this kid.
He is twelve years old.
Cares nothing for the law.
Cares nothing for his education.
All he cares about is smoking more weed and getting high.
I have tried to help him, but like Jennifer, he is the bullying type.
You stand up to him, he puts you down.
So as always I stayed quiet and let them make a deal about the drugs.
Then they left to go god knows where to do god knows what.

Now I sit here after that.
Three hours later, eating a tootsie pop, typing my day out on this website where I have no idea how many people will read this.
But I can only hope with what they read, they can see a glimpse into the life that is mine.
The person who is me.
I am not good.
I am not evil.
I am just me, and will always be me.

And with that little tid bit, I will leave you for tonight, and may post in my Journal tommorow.

-Dan-