Happy New Year.

I'm A Little Sad. I Had A Journal Up For A Couple Weeks, But I Didn't Get A Single Comment For It. And I'm Like, Jeez, No Respect. So That Reminds Me Of A Poem.

Nobody Loves Me,
Nobody Cares,
Nobody Picks Me Peaches And Pears
Nobody Offers Me Candy And Cokes, Nobody Listens And Laughs At My Jokes.
Nobody Helps When I Get In A Fight,
Noibody Does All My Homework At Night.
Nobody Misses Me,
Nobody Cries,
Nobody Thinks I'm A Wonderful Guy.
So If You Ask Me Who's My Best Friend, In A Whiz,
I'll Stand Up And Tell You That Nobody Is.
But Yesterday Night I Got Quite A Scare,
I Woke Up And Nobody Just Wasn't There.
I Called Out And Reached Out For Nobody's Hand,
In The Darkness Where Nobody usually Stands.
Then I Poked Through The House, In Each Cranny And Nook,
But I Found Somebody In Each Place That I Looked.
I Searched Till I'm Tired, And Now With The Dawn,
There's No Doubt About It-
Nobody's Gone!
~Shel Silverstien

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I Thought It'd Be Good To Update My Journal Before Heading To Mormon Camp For The Next Week, So, Yeah. I Actually Don't Have A Lot To Say, So I Think I'll Ramble For A While. Hey, You Know What I Like About Art? You Can Get Away With Being Lazy Sometimes. Like Halfway Through Cleaning Up A Picture, You're Like, "Aw, Screw It." And Then Some Guy's Like, "Hey Man, You're Drawing's All...Sketchy," To Which You Would Respond, "Uh.....Yeah, I Meant For It To Be Like That.....It's my Style....Sketchy Art.....Real Sketchy..." And The Guy Would React Saying, " Ah, Nice Job, LOVE The Sketchyness." And Then You Kill Him.....My Fingers Hurt. It Sucks A Little, Because My Sister's Going To England For The Next.... Three Or Four Weeks, And We Never Finished Playing Riven Together......So Now I'm Bummed Because We Bought The Trilogy, And She Won't Let Me Go On To The Next One Without Her, So We Need To Beat Riven First, And Now We Can't for The Next Three Or Four Weeks, And I'm NEVER Going To Get To The Next One.....I'm So Selfish. Whoops. I Wish I Had One Of Those Deals Like The Whole Survey Thing, So People Could Answer And Tell Me Stuff....Come To Think Of It, I Only Have Like Five People Who Would Even Get To Read It, So It Wouldn't Be Worth It Anyway. I Wish I Had More Friends. And I Wish They Had Like A Computer With Internet Access At Especially For Youth (EFY) Which Is The Mormon Camp By The Way. It's On The Campus Of The San Diego State University (SDSU). Woohoo.......Aaaaaaaanyway, I'm Going To Bed Since I Am Le Tired.......Have A Nice Day. Drive Safe. Buckle Up. Make Good Choices. Remember Who You Are. Don't Drink And Drive. Never Put A Sock In A Toaster. Never Put Jam On A Magnet. Never Poke A Badger With A Spoon. *Inhales Marijuana* Never Lean Over On A Tuesday........You Get The Point.

A.J. Fights Offensively, And I Have To Deflect All His Lightsaber Strikes. Then He Hits Me In The Hand. Grrr. Anyway, I Don't Really Have Anything To Say, But I Was Getting Tired Of My Old Journal Entry, So I Thought I'd Change It......Doo De Doo...Um.....I've Been Trying To Get More Stuff Up, And It's Been Going Pretty Well I Guess........
Garrett:Awesome! Why Doesn't Everyone Play Myst?!?
Alex:It Involves Using The Brain.
Garretth. That's Where They Get You.