So after months of dicking around and not making use of my little angst-bucket of an LJ, I've returned. I missed you, angst-bucket. D ( Read more... )

Fuck you and your white hat and your mismatched shoes; you're so nice online and such a jackass in person! Fuck! Don't say "I was driving by your house and contemplated stopping by to give you a hug" and then physically RECOIL when I approach you from fifteen feet away; you're being a jackass. Fuck. You.

M.W., thou art a jerkface.

So... I live. Yeah. Who'd a thunk it ( Read more... )

 I'm going to work really hard this summer to stop being fat and start trying to be pretty. Or at least decent.

Directed at someone on my MSN, but none of you guys:

Quit laughing at me via MSN. Seriously, dude, the whole 'run verbal circles around Sasheen and then lol about it' thing is getting old fast. I like it even less 'cause I tolerate it because you're so weirdly charming. But if you do it again, Im'ma hit you someplace it hurts. =/

On that note; WHY ( Read more... )

Totally. Fucking. Bombed.

... D:

Fucking mood swings enhancing already crappy day. Crappy phonecall from 'father', lack of email reply from much-liked guy, apparent interest from creepy guy (fuckin' anime club), and failure to comprehend difference between situational use of で　and　に causing minor concern considering that big honking Japanese final speech is due Monday ( Read more... )

So this evening I'm going out on a 'date' with that guy. To a movie I'm totally apathetic towards, but who gives a fuck, it's who you're with not what you're doing, right? I'm not sure if it's a date or a hang-out, but I'm treating it as the former due to personal bias. He may see it as just chilling. We'll see how it goes. We're going to see that ( Read more... )

So for those of you who've suffered through my angsty teenaged laments over the same guy for the past year and a half or so, a small breakthrough may have been made. There was much emailing back and forth, many awkward compliments and apologies over imaginary slights, and then I received a small slew of praise that ended in '...and you're pretty ( Read more... )

Last night I dreampt that I accidentally walked in on my boss at 'That Arts & Crafts Superstore' having a homosexual extra-marital affair. IN THE STORE. Like, full-on sex.

My mind cannot unsee it. ;_; Ugurgh.....