Fakesoul's Blog
still an extremely poopy life!
Now where was I? oh 6th grade...
Well I started seeing Z, and I fell in love. I loved the way he was picky about the language he chose to speak. He spoke mainly spanish to me, sometimes french, but when he was angry he spoke english or german. I loved how he danced, and his smile. I loved that he only smiled when we were alone. I loved how he smelled and the way is hair seemed to barely touch his shoulders. I love his eyes most of all, they were the darkest eyes ever! Z took me to even more parties, but with older people. Most of the people there were at least thirty. I only spoke in short sentences, and i learned quickly what they wanted me to say. Everyone thought I was the wierdest child, but they always liked talking to me. Then a guy named Jason took me for a motorcycle ride. We crashed and I was taken to the hospital with back injuries. Shortly after the sent me home, and Z made a girl named Anya take care of me when he wasn't around.
Wow my first e-journal!!!
Well... let's see. My life is a string of incredibly random and stupid events. I think the best place to start is after fourth grade.
I was pulled out of school after fourth grade because my parents were moving anyway. Only, it took us like half a year to move, so I finished the last couple of weeks in another country with a different language. I was very angry at my parents, but that year I made some friends. I met a guy 5 years older than me named Eclipse (he often coomplained to his hippie parents about his name), I also met a girl at school her name was mimi and we became best friends. I started hanging out with eclipse at parties, we where usually the youngest there. His popularity got to his head, and he started smoking at 15, and drinking at 16. I went to his parties, but I never drank or smoked, one day he got really drunk and he locked us in his room. I was 11. Then my first true-love broke the door, and he took back to my house, he helped me sneak into my room and left. The next day he told me his name, but for now let's call him "Z." If anyone knows him you guys will understand. A month later I started 6th grade.





