the amount of teen angst i have bottled up inside of me.

Right now, I'd have to say my younger siblings.

My brother Daniel wants to save the world. He's into things like RevRunWisdom and SaveWatts.com. He reads GivesMeHope.com. He donated his own money so that he could help pay for his classroom's end-of-the-year pizza party at school. He bought my Daddy a Harry Potter poster book. He kisses my mom everyday. He thanks my sister when she cooks food for him. He always saves the last Fruit Roll-Up for when I come home from USC. Sometimes he can be a handful, but he's really considerate and loving, and a lot of people I know don't give him any credit.

Di-yoyo does whatever the blank she wants. Seriously. She wears what she wants, she cuts her own hair, she doesn't give a blank if you think her ganguro make up looks weird. She makes her own clothes, she does art, she is learning how to play guitar. Diana does stuff she doesn't necessarily want to do, too. Everyday I've got some menial task that I could easily do myself for her to complete. Everyday it's, "Di-yoyo, go make some rice. Di-yoyo, may I have some water? Di-yoyo, file my taxes." She does it all without complaining. If I were in her position, I'd probably punch my Desirée in the face. She's the epitome of the punk ideal (y'know, minus the liberty spikes (for now, anyway), the Sex Pistols, and anarchy). The thing is, she expresses herself. She isn't afraid to kick down the doors of typical social values. She's extremely awesome at everything she's passionate about, and she gives everything she loves every part of her.

DANIEL AND DIANA INSPIRE ME THE MOST.

well... okay. :/ but ill have to kill them. you are aware of that, right?

was this suppose to be anonymous? haha