I'm so unnatural. I must be one of the only girls in the world who gets manically happy on the first day of her period. I'm so happy and content I feel like I'm choking on it.

Oh, well. I suppose it's a good thing. I'm so filled with love I want to cuddle. Sadly, I have nothing to cuddle with. But at least I can cuddle in my head.

So I haven't updated in a long time.

I started my English class and I think it will help my writing a lot. It's been pretty fun so far, but everyone is like over fourty except for this fat goth/emo chick. It's pretty annoying since I was hoping to finally make friends. Maybe fall quarter.

I'm reading Augusten Burrough's new book "Possible Side ( Read more... )

I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Sometimes I think that, maybe, just maybe! I have a bit more than average intelligence. Then I look at the people around me and know I'm just someone average - or even below - leeching hungerly to the bellies of those who I know are better than me. I just want a taste of what it's like to be someone with real ( Read more... )

My brain has an itch. It's either an epiphany or a plot monster (this one is definintly not a bunny) and it's starting to bugger me. But I'm tired and my heads been spinning for hours. My muse has taken me hostage! Save me!

-is dragged into the abyss-

This is the first thing I wrote for my Naruto fic and I figured I'd put it up here just in case my comp decides to explodes. And maybe so if someone wants to tell me how much my writing is (enter opinion here).

So quiet. So lonely. So dead. Though he had grown up in these once bustling streets it was hard to imagine there was ever life here. The ( Read more... )

Drugs legalized in Mexico.

Somehow, I don't think that's gonna change much.

So... Tired. Mustnotsleep! Can't sleep. Must stay awake. NO SLEEP.

-convulses and dies-

My head huuuuurrtsss! ;-;

Okay, this is different. I'm sitting in my usual spot on Wes's bed and when I looked into the bathroom mirror it looked like the wall was moving. Just casually crawling it's way across it's surface. And if you look beside the wall the books that should be there are not and where they should be is what looks to me to be a white hole. And the wall is ( Read more... )

I recommend that you never listen to Animals by Nickleback while watching your verifiable ancient next door lady water her yard. It'll give you brain tumors.

I'm posting this on my dad's laptop and apparently he hasn't yet mastered the time options so this'll appear backdated. Not that it really matters.

Oddly, despite the shakiness, the pain, the nausea, and the sleeplessness, I'm starting to enjoy my period. I can cry because a poor puppy was shot by a crazed gunman and it's okay because it's just my brain chemicals. I'm too emotionless most of the time and I like being able to feel so strongly about things without the erge to make sure no one ( Read more... )