The best part of my weeekend was last night. I have the weirdest friends ever (I'm no exception from that), and I loved having a sleepover, discussing dead animals, dancing and what-not with them. Other than that, my weekend pretty much sucked. I was fighting with my dad the whole time and it didn't end so well, but that did mean that I wrote a lot. I have a lot of rambly peices that I don't think I want to put up, but I'm going to try to polish up at least one of the pieces that I wrote so that I can post it because, for some reason, I am much better at writing about depressing topics than happy ones (I think most people are). Anyways, It's