THIS IS NATALIE SAYING SORRY

I'm sorry for not writing on my day. Which was three hours ago in a minute. I'm so flipping tired. I really should be showering and going to sleep since my dad's going to wake me up at six thirty to take me to Flushing to go on my train. Ah, why am I still awake.

Today wasn't that bad. I think I did well on my math test and swim gym was alright. I am so gonna own the butterfly stroke. If I don't, I will be sad. I mean, I have the dolphin kick down, that's half way there !

Something that really pissed me off today was this thing about hating people you don't really know. I mean, sure hate someone whatever, but it doesn't make sense to me. If you hate someone you don't know, where's the reason for it? What are you basing the hate on? But then again, emotions are uncontrollable and there's nothing I can do about that.

Then there are those people who hate celebrities and tell them that they hate them. But what if I hate someone that is my peer? Am I allowed, according to social etiquette, to tell that person I hate them and the next time I see them, I'm going to punch their balls? Why is is socially rejected for people to confront those who they hate? Isn't that why there are personas such as the two-faced bitch? But wait, it's okay to tell a celebrity that you hate their guts and want to cause them to never have children with your crushing of balls? Isn't that an insanely hypocritical thing to say?

Not that I'm not a hypocrite. I am, but there has to be some level of reason with common sense and logic.

Hopefully that was insulting.

Today has been too long.

But it's actually yesterday's tomorrow so today is not really the today that I am thinking of or was thinking of.

My
Head
Is
Burning

I'm going to shower soon. Maybe. If I ever finish this and reach my minimum length.

Oh guys, remember, now we should probably sign our names in the beginning of our posts to make sure people know who's who. Kay?

I'm going to be naked soon.
In the shower.
Yeah, you wish you were there.
No, you don't.
I know you do.
I know you don't.
Where am I going with this?
I should not be allowed to write at this time.
Darn you fingers that keep typing.
Stupid fingers.
Oh look it's time to get naked.
Good day.