Christmas

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. I hope you all had a good holiday, and we're able to spend it with your family. I found today quite refreshing. I got some new clothes, among other things. I talked to Carolyn and it was pretty nice, and I talked to Katherine too. She asked me if I had another guys' phone number, and I got really jealous, but I bit my tongue.

(Live Your Life-T.I.)

Wednesday

Hello again, I'm pleased to report I am not high anymore. Kid, stay off the drugs. Unless it's weed. But like everything, moderation is key. Anyways, so I'm listening to this singer called Lights. My friend Lauren, who is Carolyn's best friend, told me about her while we were on AIM today. I'd also like to say it's taking me a rather long time to write today. I'm pretty distracted right now. I got a lot on my mind. I'm also talking to Lauren, texting Meagan to make sure she's ok, and talking to Patt with two t's about computer programing. See, in my biology class, people like to be complete morons, and since my school has a public, everyone has access, network drive, when these kids start crap, i start playing with batchfiles. What I do is create a real pain in the ass one that will crash, but not damage, their computers, and then name it something that they will click on. Then they click, loose all their work, and get yelled at by our teacher, Slow Lois, the Passive Aggressive Native American Wilder Beast, as we have affectionately named her. She's blind as a brick. I know the saying is as a bat, but a bat can see better. And she hears very little. I do nothing in class. Nothing. Except text, and make fun of the class prostitute. Yes, I am being mean, no I'm not exaggerating. I'll be back later, but Meg's pretty upset, so I'm gonna go make sure she's ok. Merry Christmas

(MGMT- Electric Feel)

tuesday 3

I fell better but im still high. Ok good thanks for asking this is weird my arm like wrist thing hurts ok bye.

tuesday too

i dont know why. but i vcame bavk haha my mommy no use cooking gun cookie gun right like correct im really high im like a bird im really fucking hii! Ill be right back. ok so holed non. im still here. its been 5 minutes since i rent? no ssayid i left./ ok. um. yeh so it waws five min ok ooh candles kbyee!! ok i forgot about you sorry. ima go.

It's Tuesday

It's Tuesday. And...I'm really sorta high. Like on weed. The drug. DEA shit? Yeah. Anyways I'm doing good thanks for awesome i mean asking. And I'm really high. I've never gone this far, but I'm ok thanks for asking. Any ways how are you? That's good. I bet Nicks gonna read this and laugh. I bet he his at home, except I haven't posted so that makes no sense, right? Good. Ok, so I'm really baked Hi Katherine! I love you!!! Ok i'm gonna go now so yeah so bye. Oh, so i got really messed up on weed and whilst haha big word.I sniffed my weed. :-D. Ok so...i was high big time on likde fuck the spelling ima not ccare and tyopes it all on my alone now. so myuch easier noww. haha. im really high. umm. ok yeah so whilst spinning and baking i upchucked like a lot and made nick sick butr he no fupuckingyy haha. ByE!!

Second Post

So I was talking to this kid on Omegle.com. It's a good site, check it out. Quite fun. So anyways, He seemed pretty cool. Good to find a good person out there, not some sketch who buttrapes little children like Father McFeely.

First Entry Dec 21, 2009 1650 Hours

It's 4:55 PM as I start this first post. I have decided this while sitting in my humble bedroom in rural Connecticut. I had a pretty usual day, and well, like lately the day wasn't all too bad, but I'm still as miserable as before. It's actually a pretty long story of why I am. It's really my fault, and I can't really blame anyone else. It's stupid anyways. It's about girls. And well, it's pretty complicated. We'll get into it in the future. But anyways, not to be narcissistic, but I guess I should tell you about myself. I'm a 16 year old guy. Brown hair, and blue/green eyes. Everyone says, "Hey! You're that kid from Juno". Well, I'm not but I guess I look like Michael Cera. It's kinda sketchy how similar we look. I'm not too skilled. I'm a bad student. It's not my fault my teachers are boring and I just can't concentrate. I'm always thinking about Katherine, or being pissed at Demi. I guess that's what this whole thing will become: A sophisticated public diary. If it does, don't make a play out of it. I'm struggling in life, to find happiness. I've done some things people think is wrong, but I don't think they are. And this frustrates me because the girl who I adore the most will never talk to me again if she found out. But it's ok for another kid to do the same. Oh, I'm talking about drugs. I tried marijuana over the weekend. It's not too bad. Numbs the pain, but I wish I didn't have the pain. So, I do the stupid thing and mask it. Well, I'm gonna leave for now. I'll be back either later or tomorrow. Have a good one-Tyler.

(So, down here I'm gonna write what song was playing in my iTunes when I finish writing.) (Bo Burnham-Love Is...)