ranting & rambling

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O HAY. Sup, fellas?

... xD I gotta say. I miss the blog.

I've been keeping track of my life here, if you wanna get up to speed on my current... situation? It's mostly public, so. Whatevs. In summary, though: my life sucks, I'm classically bipolar, and I've done absolutely nothing but play Sims and feel sorry for myself since my last entry.

I had another driving misadventure, too!

Annnnnnd.

I decided that A Perfect Circle is <3.

... That's about it. :D SO. I'll stop here for now.

I'll try to keep this thing more current, even if nobody really reads it. I love it.

ilublog

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Bah. ._. I'm lonely. And sad. Fix it.

I kinda feel like deleting the blog. It's boring.

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HIHIHI.

Once again, I've been neglecting the blog.

OH WELL. How are you?

I've been trying to spend less time on the computer lately. It kind-of worked! I've been on the family computer one hour out of every three, taking turns with my siblings to play Sims, and have barely touched mine in between. Even though I should be posting. The intarnets just aren't any fun without a Furby on them. T__T

I went and saw Wickerman with the family, and it was rather fun despite the fact that the movie was absolutely ridiculous. Or maybe because of the fact? I really don't know! Whoever told Nicholas Cage he can act needs a good kick in the face.

Y'know. I was really surprised today when my siblings didn't know Kal-El was the name of Superman's father. (I don't know how to spell it, GTFO.) Back in my day, I knew everything about Superman, Batman, Spiderman, the X-Men, &c&c&c, and I didn't even like superheroes. ... Actually, that's a lie. Apparently I was in love with Batman when I was a toddler, singing the themesong all the time. (Nana nana nananana na! BATMAN!) BUT STILL!

Kids these days. Sheesh.

Mom's paying me $25 a week to go to youth group now, for 3 weeks! I wanna buy the new Sims 2 expansion. The one with the Pets. YEP. And the two fun stuff expnasions. ilmoney. &hrtz;

Rum and Tweed had a meeting the other day. ;D EXPECT BIG THINGS! Or something.

To make up for my lack of updates -- there's a new song in the muzak section!

Sooooo.

Furby is a schoolkid again.

I still like my el-jay better.

*cries*

I hate life.

I posted, and just sent in an English and Psychology exam out of pure boredom. Omfg I'm scaring myself.

... D:

dun dun da dunnnn

Today was a very boring day.

Furby was gone, and I was sad. I have decided that I'm not going to survive the school year, so. I've written out my will. It is as follows:

I leave Notebook Mountain, my CDs, my books and Tolkien stuff, my posters, my cool headbands, my shoes (shoes), my viking hat, all my Sims games and pretty much everything to Furby. As well as alock of my hair or piece of my bone, or something less mind-achingly creepy. And... my elfies. T__T

I leave Baldur's Gate II, its expansions, and Battle for Middle-Earth to Sissle, 'cuz she's cool.

I leave several angry letters to Rum and Tweed, for various reasons, as well as everybody who's ever pissed me off. Ever.

I leave all my accounts for everything to Furby. Maybe she could pretend to be me for a while and give me a dramatic death via snakes or a plane or something.

I leave a ball of lint and a kick to the face to Liz.

I leave my awesomeness to Furby.

I leave a little awesomeness to Chai, Sissle, my mini!me, and everybody else who reads this site, too. :'D iluguyyyyz. <333

And, um. ... That's all I can think of.

/////////wrists!

Also. I fucking own.

let's get some shoes

OMG LOOK IT'S AN UPDATE.

...So, uh. I totally abandoned my blog for the el-jay. :D But ilmyblog so I'll try and update here too.

SO.

BREAKING BENJAMIN WAS AWESOME.

Not that anybody reading this particularly cares. D:

BUT THEY WERE. It was funny. The whole car ride there, I was telling dad they weren't that bad as far as profanity goes, and he was all, "No, no, it's alright, I don't care about that." But I still worried. And wouldn't you know, the moment Benjamin starts talking, it's all "fucking" this and "fuck" that, and he's flipping everyone off all throughout the songs. xD But dad had fun. I had fun. And he wants me to burn him their CDs. So, all's well that ends well!

They were fucking loud. My ears are still ringing.

But, um.

I had a lot of fun. :D

There were three bands opening for them. The first one had this Lolita bellydancer, the second one had a keyboardist tripping off of heroin, and the third one had this creepy skinhead janitor singer dude. They all sucked hard. And then they were all "LOL COME VISIT US @ MYSPACE.COM/WHATEVERWHATEVER".

DO ALL BANDS HAVE A MYSPACE NOW?

CREEPY.

DDD:

Aaaaaaaaaaaanyway. I SHOULD POST. Yes. That's what I'm going to do.

But not before sharing my dream about Hellspawn. I dreamed the windows had all broken open, and he actually SNUCK INTO THE LIVING ROOM. And I was pissed, and tackled the thing, and grabbed it, and it was writhing and biting and scratching me and I really wanted to kill the fucking thing. But mom was all "NO DEVVIE BE CAREFUL IT'S SOOOO CUTE"! So I ended up tossing it out the door. And then I woke up.

;-; do not want

ALSO WTF I DIDN'T UPDATE ABOUT SNAKES ON A PLANE?!?!?! I SO SUCK. IT WAS FUCKING AMAZING.

I GOT SOUL BUT

LALALALA, update!

UM. Life has been boring. Mom and dad seem to have forgotten that they're supposed to be making me do school and chores and find a job, but they're still making me get off early. So, uh. They suck. :D But in better news, I've uploaded Russy's themesong in the muzak section, I get to see Breaking Benjamin in 6 days, and I drew a picture!

Aren't I productive?

Oh, I also went to the beach. I fucking hate the beach. I live five minutes away from Ocean City, and I would rather drown myself in the ocean than swim in it. But I used enough sunblock for three grown men, and avoided sunburn for the most part. We then went on the boardwalk and I went on the Tower of Terror with my brother and father. They were lame and freaked out. The pansies. I was bored.

I STILL AM BORED. Because I only drank a pitcher of iced tea today and I posted and Furby's not on and she doesn't know and it's a lame post but it's a post and maybe if she posts now I could post again, and then she could post again and OMFG. WE'D BE ROLEPLAYING. But, yeah. She's not on and I am and I can feel inspiration seeping out of my head like... um... DDD: Other stuff. That seeps out of people's heads.

Haven't broken it to the parents yet that I don't believe in Jesus. I'm half-hoping they'll just find my site and I'll get in huge trouble but I won't have to tell them, either.

OH WELL.

I've got soul but I'm not a soldieeeeerrrrr. Dilana has to win. But she was kinda a bitch. xD I love her.

And, um. ... :DDD SNAKES ON A PLANE SOON HOPEFULLY YES PLZ THX BAI!

happy happy joy joy

Eh. This week sucked.

But that's okay! Because now I'm semi-motivated to get up off my ass, finish up school, get a job, get my driver's license, and get the fuck out of Dodge. And I'm not gonna complain about it, because it's not going to help anything. I'll just bottle it up inside and be cold and bitter and write angsty songs about it.

So at least Of Winos and Pyros will benefit. n_n

Speaking of which, we now have our own t-shirt. That means we're officially awesome.

Father has taken it upon himself to play doctor, and is taking me off my ADD medication. Since I'm not going to complain anymore, I won't say that I feel like crap. Even though I really fucking do. And I do wonder how I am to both stop taking my pills and get "organized" at the same time. But apparently, he knows best. And at least mom won't send me to a fucking psychiatrist.

I'm not going to complain about my new bedtime, either. Twelve o'clock in the fucking moring.

Also, my room is now twice as awesome as it was before. Proof! Closeup one. Closeup two. I did want to see the movie on Thursday, but that didn't quite work. n_n

I am now going to post. And I won't complain about being distracted by every little speck of dust that floats by my monitor, or the birds chirping thier lungs out outside. Because complaining is bad for the soul. (Which I'm also giving up to eternal damnation, but that deserves its own blog entry.)

Edit: New song added to the muzak section. Listen to it. It's, lyk. <3

lol i suck

Hey! Guess what? I invented a new kind of lame yesterday!

I was just checking my site for comments even though nobody ever leaves them, and I noticed I'd gotten more visits than usual. So, I check sitemeter, and it says they're all from the same person in Audobon, New Jersey. I didn't really pay much attention to it, wrote a new blog entry, and moved on. But then I checked back later, and saw there were a lot more visits, still from the same person, who apparently had been there for a full hour, clicking everything!

I start panicking. Because, this person's from New Jersey! And in the words of the most gentlehearted Furby, Who would want to look at my site for an hour? I really don't want it getting out to the Real World that I'm a heathen, because it'll just be awkward and I might be disowned or something.

SO!

Yeah. I take down my blog, I change the more non-parentsafe parts of my site (changed the girl section), and the person was still there. I got so worked up about it that I almost took down my entire site.

............ Until I realized the person was me.

ARGH.

Site Meter randomly started tracking my hits again, even though I SPECIFICALLY TOLD IT NOT TO.

So.

I suck. ;-;

In other news -- yeah, I totally saw Dead Man's Chest. And it was cool. Much more better than the last one. STFU.

And, um. ... That is all. :D I just thought you'd all like to know how lame I am!

Also, my secret was posted yesterday. 8B Gofindit. HINT: It's the most adorable one that's ever been posted. Ever.

lift it like a lady's skirt!

I FINALLY GOT TO SEE DEAD MAN'S CHEST, LOL. And I liked it. And, ummmmmmmmmm. ... :D I had a whole big update but I deleted it so I suck. YAY.

-will fix later-