xevilxashleyx

Sooo..yeah.

This and that and the other thing, and I'm bored to high hell and back! Finally had the conversation I've been dying to have, though it's not made me feel any better, really. I think. Or maybe it has? I don't know.
I've got high hopes, but hope is for the unmotivated, and it gets you nowhere. So bust a move, I shall, as moving is the only thing that gets you anywhere. Word?

What I really mean is this:
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I will persevere, damnit. I'm strong and I know it, and I can get through anything. This isn't that bad, and things could be a lot worse. I'm thankful they're not. There're endless possibilities to this scenerio, and I'm sure that however it works itself out, it will be good. Also, knowing that people have your back is fucking fantastic, no matter how strong you are.
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Also:
The fetish fest was eh, not overwhelmingly great, though I met a ton of interesting people. We only stayed an hour, maybe an hour.5, then came home because 1)most of the stuff was leather of some sort (and therefore very unvegan) and 2) it was just a lot of the same things over and over. There were no mini classes, like I was hoping, but..oh well.

I'm bored out of my mind. I thought I only had another two.five hours to kill, but it turns out that Justin's girlfriend is an idiot, because she thought we were going to see mushroomhead, but it turns out that they did indeed play already, and we're going to see NeverSayNever (with other people who don't count as much) at The bombshelter. Unfortunatly, we're not going to see them until the 20th. Losers.
So what does that mean? It means that like every other dorkface loser, I'll be sitting here being bored all night, since I can't leave.
Oh, whatever shall I do with the rest of my day? I get very overly bored without other people around, and right now, I'm craving some social interaction. Unfortunately, I'm past my "party days" and I'm too young to officially go to bars and such, so that puts me in an awkward position that no one ever wants to join me in. Why don't people ever want to just sit and watch a lame movie and eat junk food all night anymore? Since when was that reserved for middle school sleepovers and people who're fucking?
Also, I very much wish I wasn't an only child, or at least I wish I had a sibling that didn't suck, so that I could make them drive me around right now, because there're a ton of things I could be doing, but instead...I'm stuck here with my mother and her infuckingcesant bitching.

Bitch bitch, whine whine blah blah blee blah bloo. Look at me go, go retard-o-bot9000! I've lost my mind, methinks. It happens when I'm bored, sometimes.

I wish my doggy wasn't so old and sick, so that I could take him outside and run around like a 'tard with him and kick his ass. Unfortunately, he is old and sick, and I can't kick his ass anymore, so I'm stuck with scratching his tummy when he's not sleeping. And he's almost always sleeping, but I guess I would be, too, if I were like, 60, too.

Speaking of eating, which I'm sure someone out there was, I'm just realizing that I havn't eaten in the last two days or so. Strange that my stomach hasn't reminded me, and I havn't gotten immobilizingly sick yet. Once, I didn't eat for something like 19 hours and I couldn't move without wanting to throw up and being incredibly dizzy. Brian666's seen that shit, first hand. It's no good, lemme tell ya.

Also, I have no way to get to the gym, or to my cooking classes now. So, I've resorted to asking my grandparents for rides all over the place, as I will absolutely SNAP if I can't get out of this house, and especially now with all this shit going down.

So, if anyone would like to, oh, I don't know...come and pick me up and hang out...I'd be down. Now wouldn't that be fun!?

Ohh...that's enough, methinks. Or maybe I just wanted to say "methinks" again.

I love you bastards.