So I, Dee (you aren't getting my last name, i don't need you Dateline freaks getting my addy) have started a blog.

I've hit a new low.

I'm not sure how i'm suppose to start this thing. I mean only the really antisocial sociopath kids keep these things up. And everyone of those i've seen are either full of emo patheticness. Seriouly have off these things are done by bunch of girls too much mascara whining about how no one would go to prom with them. Not even Fat Chuck.

So why am I starting one, you ask (maybe you didn't ask, maybe F-ed up when clicking for porn, whatever). Honestly i don't know. I know i'm sick of losing my diary (I'm fairly certain my brother Max keeps reading and moving it) and it makes my hand cramp anyway.

AND I know my mom would FREAK if she knew i started one of these and frankly after today, I'm all for pissing her off.

So here i am... my first post and i'm totally out of stuff to say. My god Deirdre... you're so exciting! *sigh* I hate my life.