My irritability level has sky-rocketed these past few days, for some odd reason. It all started back in the very beginning of March, I believe, and I have aimed it at Kirra recently. I have no idea why. I guess it's just that since she's got issues (at least what I call issues), and I'm trying to help her out yet feeling guilty...that's how it's ( Read more... )

I am over at Kalli's house again. My dad had found out that we have a leak in our hot water heater, so he turned off all the water.... We had to go someplace where we could actually use the stuff. It was a drag making coffee. We had to improvise a little.... It's a good thing Mom got a water filter; then we didn't have to worry about using the sink ( Read more... )

I had a weird dream last night. I played my video game again last night, but I also did a few God-forsaken math problems and read a few sentences in a book before I turned in for the night. Most of you might not be anime fans. Just so you know, that episode of Naruto was a filler episode...so it was pretty messed up.

Ha! My mom hates that phrase!

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This is hard.... I never figured out how dependent I am to the truth until today. Keeping secrets from acquaintances? Not a problem! Keeping secrets from the cat? Easy to do! Keeping secrets from friends and/or family? We've got ourselves a problem.

I can't say what the deal is. That's for my prayer journal, in which I keep everything...even my ( Read more... )

I am known as Sable McPherson on both LiveJournal and FictionPress.Com. I'm not the best writer, not the best lyricist, but I try my best.

So far I have written about three stories, on my fourth one called Silently Waiting. Part of The Dark One series, as I like to call it. The prologue and the first chapter aren't really all they're supposed to be ( Read more... )

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I found myself acting strangely last night. Usually after I watch Naruto, everything is normal...I've had my fix and everything.... Something to hold me over until the next night. And then on Friday, the only thing that holds me over until Saturday is a video game. My sister was on her cell phone as usual, but this time it was going haywire thanks ( Read more... )

The feeling has come back. The mixture of depression, anger, and burning darkness. Sounds poetic, sounds morbid. But it's the truth. I felt this way last year, before I talked to Mrs. Tambra. I don't want to go through it again, because that means hiding things. Keeping secrets from my best friend and my family. Acting like everything is okay when ( Read more... )

My sister isn't here right now. Usually, I'll ignore her whenever she's here. Either that or I go into her room and ask annoying questions. Or I'll ask if I can watch TV or play video games and all of that.... But my sister isn't here. She's with her friend Andrew King, at the movie theaters ( Read more... )

I went crazy yesterday. I realize that now. That's one of those very few moments of life where that will happen. Most of the time I just keep it in and just dispose of the feeling somehow; mainly by putting myself to work. There was a time when I would even be mad at someone, yelling at them on the inside, yet the next thing I know I'm the one ( Read more... )