Needless to say, the Connecticut trip wasn't the highlight of my vacation. I think I've slept in my own bed twice so far. I hate those other cheap beds. Stupid. Makes my sides all achy. ******** it.
But I'm home now. And loving it.
Nothing's happening really. Finished a series called Othello today about a schizoid main character, rock bands, and dealing out "heavenly punishment". Basically, the main character is a really shy girl who, when seriously overwhelmed because she can never say no, breaks down, her other personality comes out and beats the s**t out of the wrong do-ers. Pretty funny.
Dad and Jenny haven't gotten off the ******** PS2. I haven't played since the fifteen minutes before we left for ********.....
GAH!
The cat has gotten fatter. Stupid Keith always feeds him too damn much. No wonder his cats, Butter and Skittles, are obese. His cats are like, thirty pounds. And completely round.
No lie.
xd
I love Butter. heart
So nothing else is going on....I'm sooooo bored......
But I guess that's not so bad. I could be mad or angry or sad. Bored is better than feeling my blood pressure rise to dangerous ******** levels, si?
Sigh....I'm sad I had to leave the Bible in the hotel. I only got to chapter four with Cain and...Abel?...but it was cool. Wish I had someone to explain it, though..
I will never miss another Christianity question in AWC again ********! evil
Oh. And you know my stories I wrote on our middle school laptops? Well, I had to e-mail them to mum's laptop at the end of the year but something went wrong so lots of extra letters and s**t were added in. So during hockey games and the ride back, I edited Venom so overall, it doesn't have any of that in anymore. Makes me happy.
But every time I think about my stories, I always end up thinking about Book....
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccckkk.....
I hate it. It still aches. My stomach gets all queasy and it feels like someone's just shot me.
NO!
Stop wallowing in your own pathetic life, you worthless cockroach! GET A ******** SPINE AND MOVE ON.
....
...I'm okay now. heart
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when i say that i am
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