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This is what I've been talking about for years! My parents are the ones who chose to be actors and to be in public, but me and my siblings and other celebrity children didn't. We didn't ask to have cars parked outside our school or to be followed to the store or blinded by flashes when we're trying to spend time out with our parents.

And this part is so true:

The actress claimed prices for photos of celebrity children were becoming "absurdly high," and said it's like her children "have a bounty on their heads."

I really hope this bill gets passed. I don't know if there are any other celebrity kids on here besides my brother, but I know there are some actors and singers and I'm sure you'd all agree that everyone would be safer if this bill is passed.

So I see people, not changed people with unnatural body parts, and you know what that means. The Magic Mountain trip is calling.

Next Saturday, the 24th.

Who's up for this?

I've seen a lot of things around here particularly recently. Hearing about people being pulled out of their bodies and shoved into someone else's is very distressing.

I'm sorry that people have been violated like this.

If you would like an empathetic ear, let me know. I can't imagine what you're going through, but I'm more than willing to be there to listen if you need it. I just wish I could fix it for you.

Today was not my best day at work. I think I spilled more things today than I did on my first day. And I broke two plates. Oops? Luckily my boss wasn't too pissed off at me.

Unrelated note. GUYS. IDEA!

Do you know what I want to do before summer is over? We should all go camping or something! After Disney and saving for college, it's something that costs next to nothing to do. Would anyone be interested in camping? I'll bring the smores!

I think the people known as 'paparazzi' might be the lowliest form of life currently existing. Say what you like about serial killers, at least when they're lurking outside your home they have the courtesy to murder you and end the farce. Or perhaps I'm bitter because the young man currently crouching in a car at the end of my street like a wounded badger.

These creatures nest in trees taking photographs of women's underwear, people's day-to-day going-ons, and newborn infants. They would be arrested if they didn't justify themselves as 'giving the public what they want'. Well, the public are idiots. They don't know what they want. The public will want what they're given if they get enough of it.

I'm thinking I might use some of the vacation time I have coming to get out of the city for a change. I'm feeling the need to stretch my wings. And I do mean stretch my wings.

Preferably some place where it won't cause a sensation.

I probably should mention that come November my television show will be finished. It is a project I am really proud of and love all the support I have gotten from my fans. They truly are the best. The producers want to go out on top instead of dragging it out till interest wanes in the show. No worries though because I have a new project in the works already though I can't really tell you what outside it's time to take my career to the movie screen.

3D movies have come quite a long way, haven't they?

Summer school sucks. The American education system sucks. California sucks.

I think this is what they call teenaged angst.

So, my dad is trying to find out if fireworks are illegal in California normally. A neighbor up the street has been setting off fireworks for the last fifteen minutes and not just firecrackers, but those mortar ones. And we don't know if the police are just looking he other way cause of the people that live in this area aka famous people or if they just haven't been called. You would think that living here all his life, he'd know, but I guess it's just not something he's ever needed to know.

I'm not religious, but I'm pretty sure that if there is a Heaven, this is exactly what it's like.

Also, Kate says I should come up with a superhero name or something. I have no fucking idea what it would be.

Glad there's no school. I don't feel good today. Not sick, exactly, just...out of sorts. And no, it isn't PMS.

Can someone actually die of boredom?

Anyone other than me realize just how boring graduations actually are? It is just a bunch of people telling us over and over again today is the first day of the rest of our lives... What does that make tomorrow? The ending? They don't even give you a piece of paper saying you did it... I have to pick it up in a few weeks.

Now I can focus on my new movie auditions! It is time to move from the little screen to the big screen.

So Bring Your Dog to Work Day is an actual thing? They were just talking about it on the news while I was eating breakfast. Makes me wonder if anyone is actually taking their talking dog to work today. Might not be a good thing if your dog is blabby and knows you've played hooky from work before. Wouldn't want him to tell on you.

I'm still not really sure what happened, but I'm sorry to anyone I caused worry to. I hear Peeta and I missed a pretty fun prom, but what can you do, right? At least they've finally let me out of the hospital.

And before certain people start in, I'm fine. I swear if you try to coddle me, I'll punch you somewhere really painful.

Hey guys, guess who actually passed and am home free for summer! ヽ(*￣o￣*)ノ♩♫♪

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Um.. Has anyone heard from Katniss lately? I'm starting to get a little worried about her. I haven't heard from her in a few days and it's not like her to not check in with me.

This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

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My youngest sister is having a sleepover party this weekend and my mom is still away on location. My dad is taking my brothers out, so guess who gets to watch a half dozen ankle biters tomorrow night? If you said Max Ride, then you've won! Although, there's no prize. So, I need some help. What can I do with these girls to keep them entertained? I don't want to wind up with them hopped up on sugar and me tied to a chair with a jump rope.

So, ideas are very welcome.

Right. I think I am giving my job up as a paparazzi. Really I mean sure the money is really good but I am starting to get super muscular from all this running from security. I should just sell what pictures I do have and be done with it.

That was a really weird and terrifying dream. My brothers and sisters and I had wings. Like giant bird wings. In fact, we were part bird, I think. Like we had bird DNA. At least that's what I gathered. I don't really remember everything that happened with those scientists. Then we were living in a cabin with our dad, but he wasn't our father. It was weird. Then he left and we were on our own. Then Angel was taken.

My brothers are playing the most mind-numbingly boring video game I've ever seen. They think it's the best thing since sliced bread, but the graphics are all pixely and they keep getting attacked by these weird flying things and slime.

(*・_・)ノ*`*`* Hi guys! Usa-chan here. But you can call me Chibiusa! All my friends back in Tokyo do because I'm so short and animated like a Chibi! Anyone here like manga?

Or music? Like Kyary Pamyu Pamyu ♬♪♫ ヾ(*・。・)ﾉ ♬♪♫ Had a friend who does a lovelove radio show say I should come here so here am!

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I'm Max. I'm sixteen and live in Laguna Beach. My mom would probably tell me not to give out all that information on the internet, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her.