So since this is el primero (the first), I am deciding to write a little about me and my sitch. So the other blogs after this wont seem completely sketchy.
I am Lauren, I want my name to be Avery but im not going to change it. You can call me Avery though, I tell people at starbucks and jamba juice thats what my name is.

Ok life story,
I grew up for about 7 years of my life without my dad in my life, he had a drug problem. My mom was at work all day and I was left...

Hey guys...So my sister is opening a day care come July and she needed a logo. The day care is called The Lily Pad and the theme is lily pads (for obvious reasons), frogs, ponds, that sort of thing. So I played around with photoshop today and here's what I came up with. Feedback/suggestions would be nice

Ok so for details read my post in the bully section.

But today i am skiving school and had a massive arguement wiv mum bout me refusing to go to school. Now mum has gone having not had breakfeast and now has to spend the whole day at work worring that im SHin and thinking of ways to get me to tell her why i am refusing to go to school.

My sister has her art exam today and i made her late and now she keeps ringing me. shouting at me and telling me to tell her wats wrong....

So TH has been the first to wish me a happy birthday. It's 12:14 am, and I am now (regrettably, or happily - depends on how you look at it)eighteen years old............Alright, time for bed..............

Hello All

So I'm a bit confused about something. Background info: There's this guy that lives down the street from me, who I haven't really ever talked to. Just a guy I've known since 2nd grade, but wasn't his friend or anything. Just another kid in my class. Okay so for the past four nights in a row, I've had a dream with him in it. The first night, he didn't say anything, he was just there. (like a background character.) Next night, he said a couple things, and was present...

To Catie (a girl who sits at the lunch table with Tyler and I that said "Woah, it actually talked!" when I was having a conversation with Tyler's friend Meg, a really nice girl):
You are a total bitch. Seriously. I have a name. I'm not just "Tyler's girlfriend." I'm a she, not an "it." What you said to me the other day was the meanest thing I've heard in a long, long time. So what if I don't talk much? I am me and a fairly quiet person. Not everyone can be loud...

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...gotta love 'em. Every time I whip out the old video camera and search for dust collecting tapes, I prepare myself for uncontrollable laughter. (things like my brother dancing in his underwear to "Tequila", or the four of us kids jumping on furniture and breaking lamps while our parents were on a date...just to name a few) I love the feeling I get when I see my old favorite toy (for me it was my bumble ball) or a shirt I used to wear all the time. I think that's the feeling of Home,...

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Another fucking day came.... Hate in the air, disgust is ruling ,cold war and every 1 is putting every 1 down........we are now back to the normal days of *crappy shut* family after the 3rd world ....house war.
Gotta class in couple of hours another teacher will be let down another nagging wave to scramble my numbness.....most of my meaningless words r being spilled just as balnk and empty as my soul is...no soul, no life, no family , no friends..... I mean c'mon I barely see any of them...