ok so don't get me wrong i love to have fun but i don't love getting in trouble for having to much fun.i have a best friend named autumn.yes that is her real name.she loves to have a lot of fun and doesn't really care how much trouble she gets in.so i guess that we are good friends because we are oppisties. i love to jump on my trampoline and larn new trips or at least try. i love to chase my dog around the backyard.i also enjoy sitting on my wall.it may sound weird but it is really funny scaring people walking by.And l enjoy most types of music.and then i have another friend named neda. she is persian.she is really funny.i love to ice skate.although i don't really go much.i run in crosscountry. i don't really like it and i am not that fast of a runner but my best friend likes it so i did it.oh yea and i like to bake and cook.well......i am running out of room,so i guess i should stop talking about my self. and i love pink.and i love everything that is on my profile.
I don't really have a phone number, at the moment. But when I get one i'm sure to give it to you. If you reaaaaaally want to know, I'm PM you a link so you can read my life story through my sister's eyes.
Wow that sucks. I know the feeling though. Drama number 1: Me and my friend Kaley got into a huge fight because people kept telling me she kept saying mean things about me so I confronted her and she said she would never do it again But then she did. And the new friends I do don't really care about me so...Yeah. Drama number 2:One night, my step mom, Michele was drunk and she was in the living room with my little sister Rachel and I heard rachel scream "STOP CHOKING ME" and I called the police. They confirmed that she was choked and they left. They left my frikking 3 YEAR OLD SISTER with the WOMAN who CHOKED HER. Then she came into my room, yelled at me a bit, then got on the phone with one of her friends. Then when she thhought I was asleep she told her friend she was going to strangle me, like she did Rachel. And I was freaked. So I gathered some things and when she went upstairs I ran away. I called my mom and she picked me up. DRAMA! I hate it.