Drop it, it's dead. We drop dead.

Am I allowed to be flattered when my friends call my phone at 1 o clock in the morning to ask me if I want to proceed with a stupid idea with them? I mean, of course I DO want to be involved in some plot that shouldn't have been thought of, but I think that really says something about my character. I didn't think I was that bad of a kid, and honestly I'm not, but I must be bad compared to the rest of the people I associate with if my friends are calling ME and not someone else. The only problem is, I don't really keep stuff from my parents. In fact, I don't really keep things from anyone. I tell everyone how I feel and about my problems, because I literally don't understand why i should be embarrassed of the way I'm feeling or what's going on in my life. I know my boundaries, though. Don't think I share all my secrets willy nilly, I'm just more casual about most things than a lot of people.

I started this post like 20 hours ago (that was a made up number but somewhere around there.) and now I'm sitting in my friend's room with him and another friend. (Shani and Clay.) The door is closed, but we're all on our own computers and playing completely different songs. THIS ISN'T OKAY. Clay is playing Teriyaki Boyz, Shani is listening to Lhasa De Sela, and I'm listening to NWA. I don't like what they're playing, but I think we all feel the same. I almost convinced them to be quiet while I was playing Cat Stevens, but it didn't work out too well... Even playing Britney Spears hasn't made Shani turn her music down. I'm a little concerned.

Can we talk about how I branded myself and how proud of it I am? I tried to look up on the internet how to do it yourself just to make sure I'd be okay, well they said I needed all this professional shit and that I was supposed to be drunk while eating jelly beans. I don't like alcohol, nor jelly beans, and I sure as hell don't have any professional equipment. What do I look like??? If I had professional hot pens or whatever, I wouldn't be looking up how to work it on the internet. dur. So Shani just put Hydrogen Peroxide on a paper clip i molded into a heart, and on my skin. She heated up the paper clip heart with a lighter, then made me stick it on my skin. It shocked me at first, so I took it off, then put it back on for a few more seconds. It really didn't hurt as bad as you'd think it was, but I have a high pain tolerance. Heat is not something I'm sensitive to. I wash it everyday and put Neosporin type stuff on it, then cover the damaged goods with a bandage. Most of my friends don't want to know what it looks like, though I'm positive that they'll see it eventually, but I thought it might be nice to show it on my blog.

this isn't considered sexting, is it? 

Totes badass. No fun without risk.