I’m so bored I decided to do that. I hate it when these idios speak about my “flat chest” So what? Does it really matter how much boobs a girls got? I mean, seriously. People speak so much of my body, it’s annpying. I don’t really mind but one of these days I will get someone and give them a purple nurple or something.
Im eating sour punch straws that are blue and I can feel my tounge turning blue and it makes me mad because I know my brother will see my blue tounge and call me queer again just like he did earlier when Iroha was posting all that cat stuff and he looked at my screen and asked me if I lost my balls to tumblr so I threw a book at his head and punched me in the back…
I hate school so much I dont know why I have to read this really stupid book called fahrenheit 451 about burning books. a book about burning books…thats a taboo…what the hell school..and Im sick and coughing and miserable and homecoming is this saturday for my school and my date is being a dick but im still going to confess to him on the night of homecoming and I’m scared as shit…
Yeah, so I have to sit and just type right? It’s fine. I like typing. I almost prefer it to talking to people. But, I love people way too much, so why? I guess I’d rather just have the time to have the words come out right so I don’t screw anything up. And MAN, can I screw things up. My life is one mistake after another until I sit down in front of a computer. I’m listening to Silverstein right now. Has anyone heard of them before? It’s been years since I first heard then, and I usually expect things I like to gain popularity AFTER I stop paying attention… Y’know, so I’m left behind and all alone in my interests. Like usual.
I am really tired right now. I am so tempted to just stop what I’m doing and go right the hell to sleep. I know I should have done this stupid assignment like a week ago like I PROMISED myself I would so that way I would be able to have this night to just relax and bullshit properly. Plus I’m sitting here about ready to cry because I seriously just hate college right now. Yep. So I am relying on this here energy drank or two to help me bust out a couple more pages. But that’s gonna have to happen after H5-O. JEEZ my boobs look big in this top. B|
This’ll be the realest shit I ever wrote. Did yall know that 2pac would write his rhymes and try to do it in one take? He said that if he starts reading over his rhymes and worrying about the public’s reaction, then he won’t be true to himself. 2pac is the greatest rapper to ever do it. Then I listen to Nas and I’m like Nas is the greatest to ever do it. Shit I’m weird, I’m into video games and I love hip hop, those 2 don’t mix too much. Well I’m gonna go on a killing spree in Fallout then I’m going to sleep. Peace and blessings.
I really like girls who look like Merrill, but I’d much rather look like Isabela. She’s so pretty…I mean, I guess what I want more than that is to have the ridiculous confidence in my looks that Isabela does. I don’t think I’m unattractive or anything, I just don’t think I’m cuter than the next high school girl. And if there’s anything I hate it’s being ordinary.
Meredith is beautiful, too. I usually don’t go for the whole righteous blonde-hair-blue-eye sort of thing but the first time I saw her I actually said “DAYMM” which is weird since she’s supposed to be 60 and she’s a templar and I usually don’t really love video game ladies. That was what was so great about Dragon Age though. The characters and story really pulled me in when the gameplay sucked.
Speaking of lesbians, I miss Portal. I mean, I could play it again, but I can never play games twice. Well, that’s not true. I played Mass Effect and Mass Effect 2 twice, but it’s different. I didn’t miss anything in Portal/Portal 2. Playing them again wouldn’t give me anything new. I want more, is what I’m saying. A non-co-op DLC. With lots and lots of ChellDOS.
I’m going to replay Fallout 3, though. But the first time I played it, I didn’t really play it. I kinda sped through it and I miss a lot because I didn’t totally understand the game. WELL NO MORE. God I want a soda. Or a sweet tea. I’m sick of Arizona though. I want Micky D’s. OR COOKOUT OMG YES PLEASE.
Also I wish Corinne and I had more than just 4th together. I mean, having theatre together is great because it’s easy to just hang out with her while she’s not on stage and if we could only have one class together, that would be the one I would pick. BUT I still wish we could hang out more. Nicki Minaj is on my TV and it’s distracting. I wish I had her ass.
What should I be for Halloween? Isabela made me want to be a pirate, but I was a pirate in middle school and my OCD won’t let me redo any costumes. I’m thinking that Leg Avenue gypsy one I passed up last year…
camera commercial ooh horses pretty that girl is oooh gray and shiny omg writing on a camera screen shiny why am I typing this canon I love you can oh you you are creepy ramsey hahaha yeah beat em oooh food oh man sneezing lol puppy it is okay what the fuck is going on headache shit
I have no idea what the hell you are talking about and it is confusing me and holy crap, I can’t really do this without using proper quotation and that really bothers me and oh my god, this is a run on sentence and jesus christ, what the hell am I doing to grammar, MAKE IT STOP, OH GOD I FORGOT TO CLICK THE CAPS LOCKS OFF HOW AM I GONNA DO THIS WITHOUT DOING ANYTHING AND FUCK I DON’T EVEN UNDERSTAND WHAT I’M DOING ANYMORE AND MY HEAD IS HURTING AND HOLY SHIT, MY FINGERS ARE FLYING RIGHT NOW AND WHY CAN’T THIS BE TIMED AND I DON’T HAVE THAT MANY THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD, BUT IT SURE IT INTERESTING AND bam got that fucking Caps Lock and gonna stick to the shift key now for those stupid things I have to put in quotes like that I back there and even that one right there and oh my god, my brain is still going through the motions and this and sequence of dreams and conscious in an abyss of sound that resonates in a confusing mixture of fragmented hopeless nothingness and to be honest the whole truth of everything is there is no everything and to that there is a hope in which the world will last and you may bear witness to the cold of the dirt rather than the departure of human earth and yeah, I’m done, good job me I guess
(Source: the-world-is-an-ugly-place)
