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wow. I'm so bored that I could die right here, right now. that sucks. well I did this name thing to try and get rid of my boredom, but it didn't work (-_-" wink , but here it is anyways.

1. YOUR REAL NAME: Kara
2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first three letters of your name and izzle) Karizzle (That looks weird O.o)
3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal) black wolf (that’s kind of cool)
4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and the street you live on): Ann 42nd street
5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first) Whika (coolie-o)
6. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (Your 2nd favorite color, and favorite drink) Red Squirt (that’s not cool at all)
7. YOUR IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of you dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, and last letter of your moms middle name) (ok this is gonna take me forever!!) Ainae-e
8. YOUR GOTH NAME sad bloody and the name of one of your pets) Bloody Samantha (poor sammy)
well that was pretty pointles. you guys should do this an see what you get as your things.

Well here’s a message to all my friends on here:

Teresa, I won’t be on here Tuesday or Wednesday, because our power will be going out because those dumb@$$ electrical people think they should more our electrical power pole thing so I won’t have any power for the whole day. A whole f*cking day. I don’t I can last that long without power. That means I won’t even be able to use the f*cking toaster. That f*cking sucks so bad. Oh and if you don’t like my cussing then get the f*ck out now because I’m in a pretty f*cking bad mood. Oh yeah, where was I Teresa? Oh yeah. We really need to plan a day where we can do our show thingy. Emily, we really need to hang out someday and do something. We haven’t really even seen each other at all during the summer. Melissa (I doubt you will even see this), I miss you soooooooooooo much. You need to come and see me. Mady (you won’t really see this, but oh well), I can’t wait till your party. It will be so much fun.

Ok now that all of that sh*t is over with, I will now start a little rant. CAUTION: contains strong language, but it’s stared out because I’m nice like that.

Ok, now why do those dumb*ss electrical people think it’s ok to move a power pole thing and get rid of MY house power so I can’t even open the d*mn fridge. You know what? F*ck you electrical people. You have no f*cking right to do that just because you f*cking think that you can f*cking do that to f*cking people that have to stay home all f*cking day with no f*cking thing to do (…d*mn. I said f*cking six times. That is really f*cking sad. I must be really f*cking mad). Not one f*cking thing, but read a f*cking book all f*cking day long. You want to know what I think should happen? That when they are f*cking working on that f*cking electrical pole that it would start to f*cking rain and they would get f*cking electrocuted and I would f*cking be there pointing and f*cking laughing in their f*cking face. Urg. This is just makes me so f*cking mad. $&#%&^%#%^&$!!!!!!!! Their theme song is going end up being, die mother f*cker die by dope. That is how f*cking mad I am right now. More f*cking bad news is that f*cking school is coming up soon and that f*cking means that I’m going to and have to f*cking deal with a whole f*cking truck load of f*cking homework. The only good thing out of that is that I get to see my friends again and a few certain people that I shall not say. Oh yeah, my f*cking parents are giving me so much f*cking chores around the f*cking house. What could be f*cking worse? They have me working my f*cking *ss off all f*cking day long and I need some f*cking rest. Sometimes I just get so f*cking mad that I just want to f*cking shoot myself in the f*cking head or live in a f*cking psycho/mental house. It would make my f*cking life a lot f*cking easier. You know what? I should really f*cking stop this before I really end up in a f*cking mental house. So bye-bye you stupid ugly mother f*cking b*tches.

I swore exactly 50 times. Now that is so sad. Well I guess I’m not as angry as I was before.