Where are you my angel now? Don't you see me crying?

Well when I had started this I was very happy. I had done a film workshop over the weekend and I felt great because I felt like it was what I wanted to do, and the week didn't start as bad as I thought it was going to so I was feeling hopeful about the whole thing. But Then my brother gets that letter in the mail saying that he has to register for the United States Army just because he's eighteen and they want to have a ready supply of fresh healthy boys to go over and fight that great fight. So that was hit number one, and then somebody decides to again invade the privacy of my home by busting in our storage room door. So sorry for making you guys sad but shit like this and worse things are happening everyday.And in order for me to get over it I have to leave it somewhere so I can become a better person. If that makes sense.But yeah. This is how things are going. And don't like it when things get so bad that good people begin to think that they have to use violence to protect themselves, and hearing my mom say she needs to buy a gun just broke my heart. I mean when does it get better? I really hope it does soon.

Onto less heavier things, I need to clean my room it's kinda bothering my now but I have this weird feeling that it is probably boosting my immune system.I want to get rid of my pouch. I need to do some sit-ups. It's kinda weird how I love every part of my self except my stomach and my back. Odd huh?I think I need to keep busy so I won't override myself with bad feelings. And I think I am doing a pretty good job of it. I have my agenda list filled up all the way to next Monday so go me. Now if only I had someone to share it with.I hope you guys out there are having a good time with your life and such. I mean it can only get better honestly. Sometime during this week I guess, I am gonna actually type something deep but I just had to get this away from me. So goodnight out there and hold yourself tight.