Recently, I went back in my diary, to read my previous entries. One thing I noticed is that I got alot of personally indetifying information on here. I mean if anyone who knew me came her to DD, chances are they could bump into my diary. Why, why this diary. Well, anyone that knows me, probaly is gonna come here and look in the religon section. Not looking for me, but looking to read something religous. And there would be my diary. I wonder if they'd let me know. Doubt it.

They would know it was me because of the name. Tino. That is my real name. I'm actaully thinking of changing it. Also, putting a different email address. My email address has my name on it too. Also, I think if someone was trying to find me, say my dad, he would be able too by the clues in my diary. I looked through, and there is enough info in this diary to be able to get within my neigborhood. THen, all you'd have to do is, go to the nearest high school, *and for my dad* ask for personal records. ANd since I already put I graduated on time, you'd know what year I was there too. I might edit some info, I might not. NOt sure right now. I mean, this is me, and whoever finds this, must except me for who I really am. I guess what I'ms scared of is that they'd know all that goes on in here. People I know, gernerally don't know what goes on here, they know I'm poor, and I go to church. I guess they might want to help or something, which is what I don't want. I hate that, especially in the real world. *the other world is the online world* Why you say, then the people who help you, they go brag about it, then tell people's stories. The last thing I want is to be part of anyones gossip.

I seen this help then gossip in action. One family, I'm not gonna name names, needed some blankets. So one of the people I know helped them, bought them the blankets they needed. Then after that, the person I knew, came to me and was like, can you believe that W. needed blankets, who sad. She should really get her act together. First off, the person that helped W. should've never told me, it was none of my business, second, to talk about her afterwards, that's just plain wrong. My point, I don't want to be the one people talk about.

P.S. If you know who I am, don't tell me. Don't tell anyone else either. Fine, read my online diary, but keep it to yourself.