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Yes, I know, most of my posts sound stupid. It's like when you're writing it, you don't realize how dumb is sounds until an hour later...yeah. So, I know. I'm still gonna write, though.

Well, this was kinda a long week. And the first week is always the easiest...-_- So, it's going to get harder. Ugh! And honestly, can the teachers at least try to make school fun? Luckily, I got good teachers this year,
Sometimes I'm glad I'm not popular. When I say sometimes, I mean always. And when I mean popular, I mean I'm glad a lot of people don't know about me. There's no such thing as the popular kids or bullies at my school...it confuses me. You think there would be, but their aren't. There are rude and mean students, though. -_- Anyways, there's a new challenge going on, and you have to do it if someone nominates you. And I don't want to do it! Please don't nominate me if you know what it is. I'm honestly not going to tell anyone what it is cause I don't want to be nominated!
And I just don't want to be known. There's a bunch of rude students at my school, and I don't any of them to post around fake rumors or any other crap.

I'm not like other girls. I don't shop, I look around Hot Topic sometimes. (I really hope you guys know what that store is. If you don't, it's like a punk/emo/goth store. I don't usually buy things, I just look...). I don't want to be like other girls at my school, and I'm not like them. What I wear makes me look like I am one of them, but I'm not. They watch Teen wolf, I don't. And if I did, it would be because of the plot, not because of the boys. I don't listen to boy bands like OneDirection, or Justin Beiber, or anybody else. I will never be like them, and I don't want to.
I like Japan, punk style (sadly, I don't wear the much :( ...), music (something I will always love), I wish I could add color to my hair (like pink or blue, or anything else), I love wearing fingerless gloves, I love electric guitar, I love it when people are shocked that I have one, I don't twerk, I don't do my nails, I don't wear make-up, when I get comfortable around you, I will be weird. I'm just different, and I love being different :)
I know I might have written this before, but I want everyone to know that I'm not like everybody else. I'm weird.

Yeah, when I write a post or something on someone's page, I would just log off right after. I just do. Only if the person is on. I just feel weird when I post something when the person is on. Just do.

OK, everyone should know this by now. And just so you know, I was planning on writing this almost an hour ago, not a few minutes go. Everybody by now should know that when someone says they're OK, they're lying. It doesn't matter who it is, they're lying. Everyone has reasons why. Maybe cause they don't want to talk about it, or they don't want the other person to feel bad, or whatever. So, you can say all you want about how you're fine or OK, but I won't believe it. I know when someone is lying and they are actually upset. It's obvious. So, yeah, if someone says they're fine, don't believe them. Keep trying to get them to talk, and if they don't budge, then maybe they are OK, or they don't want to talk about it...

As the title says. I like to volunteer at an animal shelter. You get to help the animals. It's really sweet and fun.
But it was so sad seeing them. It actually looks as if they want to cry. :(
I volunteer because I want to help the animals, unlike everyone else who only goes there for high school credit. Volunteer hours. I'm not sure if Sweden has it, but if you don't, please just go on Google, cause I can't really explain it. The only reason why everyone is there is because of that! >:(
It's so sad and sick! There are animals in need of help, who have been abused and beaten and abandoned, but no one seems to care! Wow! Once the volunteers get the credit, they leave....
I actually care! I actually volunteer because I actually want to help the animals! Sadly, I can't do that much. It's really sad...

Do you ever wish you could be something that your not? Like, you want to wear a style, but you know it's not you. You're sweet and girly and you want to be punk, but you're not. You want to be it, but you know that you're not it.
You don't know where you are in the world, where you stand. You're not punk, but you don't want to be girly. What are you then? Are you always going to be girly, or will you someday be what you want to be?
That's how I feel. I want to punk, but I'm not. I think punk people are awesome, and I want to be it, but I'm not. I'm not even preppy. I wear pastel colors, yet I play electric guitar and wear fingerless gloves. I'm like a mixture of both. What am I? I

My guitar! XD I love peoples reaction when they find out I have an electric guitar! I usually look like a sweet innocent girl, so it's shocking to find that out. I love it so much! So, yeah, I play electric. Wish I could play it more, but I can't. -_- I still don't really know how to play. It's hard to find a good teacher. Either they're really slow or really expensive. I know a few chords and the only notes I know are on the first 3 frets, and I only know 2 sharp notes.
It would be awesome if I could actually play and sing on stage. I did once sing in front of a couple of people, but it was for a small camp. When the camp was done, we stopped. It was only for one week. I was really upset. When I grow up, I don't really want to be famous. But I still want to perform. It was amazing. But first I'll need a band. I don't have one now, but I hope I get one soon. And I hope we actually stay as a band longer than a week :) At first I wasn't really planning on writing all of this. It's so weird, though. It's like your nervous when you get ready to perform, but once you play or sing, you just feel less nervous, and you feel happy :)

Well, school was surprisingly good. Had a few fun classes. Thought my day would get even better after school...wrong! Actually, it went bad. -_-
I used to have a friend, but something between happened us, and now it seems like he won't say hi to me. I didn't do anything bad. I was always nice to him. I'm really upset about that. No, I don't have a crush on him. But I was hoping we could be friends. But so far, it doesn't look like it.

After that, I had to wait with someone I know. Not gonna say who she is. I do need to be grateful she doesn't know about this website, though. Cause if she found out I was writing this, she would be pissed. Well, I have to write it. I'm really upset about this, and I really want to talk about this. Anyways, she was talking to one of her friends, and since she was right next to me, I can kinda hear everything they're saying. Everyone, including her, keeps talking about a new app, and I honestly don't know what it's for. I didn't want to seem like an idiot in front of her friend, so I just texts her and asks what it is. I know, that was kinda dumb, but I wanted to know what it is. It's too late to undo that text. Once we got picked up, she starts complaining that I was nosy cause I was listening to her conversation. What? She was standing next to me, so of course I could hear her conversation! What the heck!? She had a big attitude about it! Honestly, she was over exaggerating. I wasn't acting nosy! I wasn't even tying to listen to their conversation!

Then later on we get dropped off. We live in an apartment, so of course we have to use the elevator. But the lobby for the elevator has a mirror. I'm not the kind of person to take pictures of myself, but she it. So, she decides to take a picture. I was still mad at her and a little upset about being ignored by my old friend, and all I wanted to do was go home. I honestly thought the selfie thing was ridiculous. Why the heck did she need to take a picture?! Someone, please explain to me why! Anyways, I got a little upset. I would have just gone upstairs to my home, but she had the door keys! So I had to wait for her.

When she was done, she asked for my phone. I didn't know why, and I gave it to her, which was pretty dumb. I knew there was no point in saying no. If you knew her, you'd understand why I didn't say no. I then realized that she tried to lock me out! She tried to lock me outside! With no way in! I had no keys and she had my phone! I didn't know at first she was going to do that! Luckily I found out just on time, so I was able to stop her. Then she started telling me I was shit and kept insulting me for no reason!! What!? I wasn't the one trying to lock someone out!!! We ended up yelling at each other and I ran in my room crying. I was alone with her! My mom was at work.

Later on, the door bell rang, and I didn't get it. No one did. She got a little upset that I didn't open it. O.K., what the heck!? When I try opening the door for her friends, she gets mad cause she wants to open it. When I don't open it, she's get mad I didn't open it...what!? I just can't stand her! I can't stand it anymore! Now she's out, and I'm home alone. Oh gosh, I'm so glad.

It doesn't sound that bad, but if you were in that situation and you knew her, you would understand why I'm so upset.

If anyone wants to know anything about America, just ask me. If you want to know about American dates, or you want to know about American's social life (I don't know, I couldn't come up with anything else), or anything else. Just ask.
I might actually write a post about American dating because I've seen that American and Swedish dating is kind of different.