TOO BAD.

I've gotten a comment or two asking me to make this blog private because some people have googled themselves and have been directed to this page. Tough luck, asshole.

If you google yourself, you're obviously interested in what's out there, and chances are I wrote about you because I was pissed off at the time. If you don't like it, go back to stalking your crush on Facebook.

It is my constitutional right to keep this blog public and I intend to do just that. When I was 15, yes, I wrote a lot of stupid crap and most of it was innocent high school drama that doesn't mean anything to me today. But I'm not going to censor myself on the internet because a bunch of bored kids are sitting in computer lab typing names into a search engine, and if you don't like it you can take me to court and the judge will laugh in your face because uptight Christians tried to do the same thing with pornography and they got denied, and if a judge rules that internet porn can't be censored then he sure as hell won't care about some girl who wrote about Dairy Queen and teachers and the prom, so suck it up.

In sum, if you see your name on here, maybe you should stop, read the entry, and consider why you're on here in the first place. It's probably because you were/are incompetent, annoying, antagonizing or a nasty combination of all three. So get over it.