So haven't written about my radical life in awhile, I'm sure you miss it.  NOT.  I really dont't have much to say lately.  Samantha James' and I are good now which is amazing so I hung out with her a little yesterday.  And then with Sam at night.  Thursday I hung out with Tristan which was rather exciting considering he wouldn't keep his Burger King hat on.  Okay, yeah so maybe i need to stay home and think today considering all day yesterday I couldn't stop thinking.  And it's sad because I don't even really know what I'm trying to figure out.  But I guess thats life and I'm alive so eh.  God kind of scared when I got online and read Tristan's profile saying things about suicide, I don't know whats going on with that.  He said it was nothing, but I care about him and don't want anything bad to happen, thats all.  But maybe that will change, I don't know for sure.  I think I'm gonna get my lisense today which really rawks.  Sam hates me lots I think, he's been accusing me for liking Tristan for some time now.  And last night all we did basically was fight.  I mean I don't mean to be a bitch, but GET OVER IT ALREADY!  I don't know what going on but wrote a poem yesterday...

Sitting With A Dream

Sitting in the corner,
I see you from the side of my eye,
Wishing you were closer,Hoping he'll become furthur,
Drowning him with thoughts of you,
Rescue me,
And hold me close,
With arms spread forever,
Maybe it will last this long,
As long as we remember,
This is just a dream.