...and im updating this thing again. but then, my last journal doesnt qualify as a journal, cuz it doesnt really SAY anything [of substance, anyway].

so heres some substance for you all [or something]:

1. i cut all my hair off on thursday, which, apparently, was a huge mistake on my part. its not that i dont like it, cuz i really do, its just that everyone has been on my case about it, and my dad feels the need to constantly make fun of it. it pisses me off a little, cuz who is he to make fun of MY hair?

2. also, as i have complained about many times before, i am going to california in a few weeks. in light of this, muy mom decided i needed to get some new clothes because, apparently, what i wear does not satisfy her. so i spent about 5 hours with her yesterday, in which i had to finda bunch of new clothes, including, but not limited to: skirts [which i hate. alot. i feel so uncomfortable in them!] UGLY shirts [no t-shirts. nothing with words, graphics, patterns, NOTHING. and they were all these really icky puffy-sleeved things in pastel colors. it was sickening.], and this gross sweater-cardigan thing that i hate as well.
i DONT wear stuff like that. ever. cuz i DONT like it. seriously. its all gross. and there was ths ONE skirt that i actually really liked...and my mom just flat-out said no.
basically, shes decided that she is now going to dictate what i wear.
oh, and did i mention, im the one having to pay for all of this? it annoys the crap out of me!

3. on a lighter note, my dad got an ipod touch this week. he pretty much hardly uses it at all, but i love it. theres a whole bunch of really cool apps for it...such as truth or dare [which is epic] and this really cool guitar hero-esque game called tap tap revenge, which is pretty much completely addicting. its got a bunch of really good songs, and its just...addicting. xD
4. last night, i went "glow in the dark" mini golfing...aka they gave us glowsticks while we golfed. my cousin COry [the one who was in the plane crash] came, and i feel really bad, but he still creeps me out. even after like 9 moths, it creeps me out to look at him, especially his arms, because they arent wrapped up anymore...he lost about half of each finger, and it looks scary. and his face is still all swollen.
but what made me angry is that my grandma [who doesnt know when to shut up] was there as well, and she kept commenting about how lucky it was that it was dark so that no one could see him, and how good it was that it was dark so he wouldnt scare the little kids, and stuff like that. im sorry, but as much as IM creeped out by the way he looks, dont you think its wrong to msake rude comments like that? cuz i do...


anyway, thats really alll for now, so i guess ill go. i have to leave for my cousin's house soon...im just thrilled...>.<
adios!