Gadget Malfunction and More Random!!! + Fun

MWAHAHAhAhaAH

IDK. I'm bored. *shrugs* I often get pageviews from this one site that's telling people that our cell phones hear EVERYTHING. Even when they're turned off. Onii-chan hears all... I should stop clicking that link; every time I got there (keep forgetting what site the link leads to) they tell me I'm some kind of winner.

Every time.

LOL. I'mma goose. %^D

...So, (this is an edit. added-later part) anyone hear about that giant spike of solar activity earlier on in the week? If we all develop cancer collectively, we'll know why, eh?

I...erm. Forgot (AQF I was one letter away from typing "Gorgeon", WTBH that is.) I was gonna type about something...

Oh yeah. WTBH WON'T MY PARASHI BANNERS SHOW?! IT'S FRICKIN' TICKIN' ME OFF!!!

Hold on. Imma try 'n' fix this.

*Tab; layout; ...*

NOOOOOOOO!!! It's there!! I know it!! But it's not....

*LE SOB*

I mean, I've had the banners there for who knows how long...2 months, and suddenly a few weeks ago, they were gone. Replaced by the dreaded White Question Mark In A Blue Box. ∏^∏ WHY?

OOOO~

You know what I'm gonna do? Go visit my daily loss of productivity.

FTW!!!!

Screamin' Beans

THE RED BUTTON

The Impossible Quiz

Music Bounce

I'm off to spaz!


--To Be Fed To Wolves

Long-@$$ Post; [Random] Journal Entry XVII

LOL. That totally made my day. (Even better)

Oh, there was this funny video I got to through an electric newsletter from my school. Hi. Lar. I. Ous.

I...meant for my blog to just be about anything and everything, and mainly I'd talk about the people in this world, but I ended up being (partially) one of those bloggers who vent and rant and rage all day, every day. My apologies, Blog.

Also, I complain about...certain aspects of my own life, and now one of those aspects has found their way to my blog. I am not happy.

I'm going to say this civilly, without my usual made-up curseword variants.

Don't ruin this for me. It's no fun blogging if someone I know brings up my blog, and especially a (any, really) certain post in particular. You know who you are, and I hope you understand what I'm saying here. Of course, I have alternative plans for this...event, in case you keep coming here and reading my "complaints". And nosing around and such. This is just a web journal.

[Looooong post; I'm recapping the 23rd, 24th, 25th, and possibly today. Key things have their respective headers in color.]

Tomorrow

LOL--or, rather, AQF. Tomorrow is the day that never comes.

Sorry blog, but I need to sleep and study for my last two finals (not necessarily in that order), so I'm gonna talk about yesterday, the day before, and today--tomorrow. Oops, I actually don't think I remember yesterday all that well...

I have a spanish final first thing tomorrow. Joy.

Oh, and I lost a glove today.

Again.

Soooooo happy.

On the plus side, I've just about finished rewriting/"transposing" that music. I just need to find out if my cello-layer can play notes that high...and I  have to figure out a good chord or string of notes for them to play at the end.

Ah. At the moment I currently believe I am an overbearing jerk.

Iron (II) Oxide spells "ugly."


--To Be Fed To Wolves

[Random] Journal Entry XVI (FTW!!)

GAH!

And so my finals start (semester finals/midterms tech.)

Just spent at least 2 hours looking for plastic rings for cheap on the net. I didn't study for my English final at all. So S-K-rewed...

*SOB*

Lunch...will be 1-1/2 hours long tomorrow! And I get out early. And if I can pass geometry I shouldn't worry about Lit.

Right?

Found glowsticks at Party City; pretty excited. A whole crapload of stuff...Time wasted...I gave up.

I wanna watch the new Last Exile updates.

Remind me to write about yesterday (and today) tomorrow. :D

No guarantee, though. Sorry I'm all over the map here.

Must. Sleep. For. Finals!

Day II is mañana.

Listening to: "HELLO" by Martin Solveig (feat. Dragonette)
Trying to finish: ....--


--To Be Fed To Wolves

C'est La Vie

Life: can't live with it, can't live without it.

Life's like a boy/girlfriend or spouse: has its ups and downs, its quirks and disappointments. Like right now, I'm caught in between. I have to finish some homework (altho tech. I'm done), and I need to should study for finals. Yet above all I want to draw guns or do something else creative, like make a desktop wallpaper.

Finals. The dreaded yet much-anticipated laid-back week of back-to-back testing is approaching. I'm not too worried; with most of my subjects I'm pretty much guaranteed and A since I do well in class, but it's a LOT of remembering. However, I probably have to play a duet for my Orchestra final, and I have no idea how to play this one part...

Random: How does one play a slur from one three-finger note (as I call it) on one string to a three-finger note on an adjacent string? Say...oh, I don't know, a slur from C on the G-string to F on the C-string.

Ah. Yesterday I found 20¢ in chem. That's how I roll.

I need to think up some cute ideas for things to make and sell for Valentine's Day...although time's starting to run out already; last time it was a rushed effort.

*Glances outside window...OOOO ICICLES!

Meh.


Listening to: "Lost!" by Vitamin String Quartet (cover by them, but it's a Coldplay song)
Currently plotting: how I'm going to go about this studying business, V-day things that we can make and sell easily.
Trying to finish: my chemistry study guide, checking my WS guide, anything else pertaining to school, chores (*snort*)

∆¥©ç®!! I forgot that our presentation for Lit is due soon too...∂嵘, my independent reading'll be due soon too...

Remind me to get up early/on time tomorrow.

--To Be Fed To Wolves

[Random] Journal Entry XV L8 @ Nite

12:33 am.

Banana bread baking in the oven in little mini-loaf pans.

And I can't quite go to sleep just yet.

Gotta wait for mah babies to get out of the oven. Apparently I did just about everything after pouring the batter wrong. According to Her, anyway. Baked the mini pans on a cookie sheet, didn't check the bread when I took them out...

What the bloody hell. She is...annoying beyond belief right now. And she just told me to check on the mini-loaves "in a few minutes" in that tone you don't need to be an adult to be able to read.

Gosh.

It's all about the tone; if she'd had the consideration to think about the fact that I got up at ten to 6, and I was and still am dead tired, and--

OMG. She's still talking to me.

Check the loaves yourself while you're nagging. And let me go to sleep.

*Sigh*

She's the reason I can't go to bed yet. She won't take care of my loaves, and I can't abandon them for the shower or anything...

Ugh. All because I wanted to do something nice for my club tomorrow...

Today:

Got up on time. Happy. Ate breakfast. Happy. Left on time. Happy.

[*le GASP!* My berries!!!] *runs for Pokémon Platinum*

[Took out first batch of Nana-Bread---ooooo! "Nana-Nomnom" (codename)]

Uneventful morning. Got a 42 outta 50 (but technically out of 0) on a bonus quiz in math. Still top in the class. *GRIN*

Nothing to do at lunch; so I designed a gun for Simon.

Study guide in Chemistry. Due who knows when.

Practically died inside in a sleeping-way in Spanish.

Went to 2 consecutive club meetings...stayed after school for a guitar concert for a needed review--which I still have yet to fill out. ¬ . ¬

Hopefully, no homework. "Cuz I'm not doing NONE.

1¢ richer.

Study guides galore!! Next week are the finals...then the end of the quarter. And semester.

This year is passing by too quickly. Stop rushing it, guys.

*Sleepy*

--To Be Fed To Wolves

LONGEST. TRAIN DELAY. EVER.

Dang.

It's almost 11. (When I started typing)

And I still haven't finished my homework. Darn Literature. And my less-than-desirable time management skills. Must...answer...questions....

*SOB*

Found 11¢ at school today.

Also got stuck on the train waiting for a freight train for about an hour and 15 minutes. FUUUUUUN.

Can you hear the happiness and excitement in my voice?

It took me an hour and 40-45 minutes to get home on a half-hour train ride. Bloody brilliant.

To more homework...


--To Be Fed To Wolves

PS I drew Simon! (Not that anyone knows who he is...)

[One of] The Saddest Thing[s] in the World

[LEGIT JOURNAL ENTRY!!!]

Just got back from my orchestra concert. It was amazing~

Let's see...Imma describe my day...and how the concert was generally the cause of all of it.

So, I woke up early to compensate for my various activities and preparations in the morning. Actually, NO, I didn't, because I accidentally turned off my first alarm. So I ironed my shirt for the concert, and tried to balance out that with getting dressed, packed, and fed. I ended up being late; I left 6-7 minutes after I was supposed to. I had to powerwalk, then jog, then run (as much as you can with a backpack, purse, and secondary bag/viola) to get to the train on time. It was pulling in.

I had given SO my viola to hold as I had my arms full enough as it was, but they were lagging behind so I offered to take it from them and carry it while they carry my bag. Swapping, I told them not to drop it; my book was in there.

Upon which I dropped.

The.

Case.

Viola included.

I was worried at first, but hey, if I missed that train, I wouldn't have a music class to worry for. So we ran, and were apparently the height of these passengers' morning; they said we were too young to be that out of shape. (We had ran [run?]/trotted for about 1-2 blocks.)

Checking my viola at the subway station, I cringed at the sight of splintered wood NOT attached to the rest of the instrument. The viola's main body was fine, but I had broken the bridge.

Throughout my day "London Bridge Has Fallen Down" was the code on my brain.

SO, that went wrong, then I had a notebook check in my first class and couldn't find my notebook,  even though I had torn my locker inside-out looking for it. The second bell rang when I was at my locker. I got to my first class tardy, earning my "second" tardy, and consequently a detention.

*Snicker*

Have I mentioned that I should probably technically have a...iDunno, in-school suspension for the number of tardies I've gotten? So I lucked out there. Prob got a 0 on that notebook check, though.

In division, I asked my locker partner if she had seen the notebook in question, and she reported having seen it a few minutes ago in the locker. Afterwards, she pointed it out to me, and I groaned. (However, I held and still hold suspicions that she had accidentally taken my spiral. I'm almost absolutely certain that I went through the whole locker; that's what made me late. I think she tried to lie to me...)

With the sightseeing at my locker, I was late to math. Luckily, Mr. J is an elderly gentleman whose hearing isn't so hot, and he was at the moment preoccupied with another student. I took the opportunity to silence my jingling phone charm and slink behind him and into my seat.

LIKE A BOSS.

Avoided another tardy.

The rest of my day was okay; I didn't even let the bridge or detention get to me because I had decided to either not care or just be happy and excited.

Oh, the only thing that was kind of a downer was when  my pal and I carried out our plan to make and eat popcorn (let me tell you, there was a lot of walking and floor-traveling). I put it in there for 2-1/2 minutes, like the bag said, but we tried to get all the kernels popped (is that even possible?), and we left it in there for the whole time. When we took it out, there was smoke and the popcorn in the bag was burned, especially in the middle.

Burnt popcorn is the saddest thing in the world, isn't it? We only got through about half.

The hour before the show was fun; I had a moment with my viola-sharing buddy in the Orchestra level above me. We share the same viola, and we already knew each other, unlike many if not all of the other members. So when Mr. M asked Symphony Orchestra if anyone shared an instrument, and if they knew with whom they shared, BUDDY nodded enthusiastically, making me laugh. In fact, he was the only one in that orchestra, I think, who knew their sharing partner.

He pointed at me to let Mr. M know who his partner was, and I nodded and held up the viola. We then proceeded to nod at each other and make two-finger eye-have-you (MGS4 reference) signs and such for about 10 seconds.

Good times, good times.

...

I'd been wondering why the heck my right calf is so sore ("I haven't done anything..."). Then I remembered:

"Ah-HA! It's probably from that strenuous morning run from earlier."

This is why when I say we're late, we don't say "Okay" nonchalantly and stroll about our business at a leisurely pace. We will miss our train, or kill ourselves trying to make it, and that is not fun.

Believe it or not, I loved my day; I worked on my self-control.

And I found a penny!

*Random: My dinner consisted of granola and water. GOOD STUFF.

[Fun little catchy saying I had thought of but can't remember HERE]

--To Be Fed To Wolves

A Brief Chat About Phones and Various Other Business

Phone calls are a curious business. Women and young females are even more so, but that we cannot discuss.

Female humans tend to talk for hours on end on phones, and I just can't understand it. They talk about the most irrelevant things too, and jump form topic to topic in a matter of seconds. Then they forget what the devil they were talking about in the first place and continue on. 


WHY? I don't get it. Maybe because I'm not a phone person. I've had a feeling of discomfort whenever I have to talk to someone on the phone, regardless of who it is. Maybe it's the fact that I'm not face to face, and that some phrases or words can have different meanings when you don't have a face to read. I...don't like phones. They are awkward to use for me, and no one talks on them now, anyway. That's another thing. Everyone texts now. Nobody calls or emails; it's too much time and effort to go through just to communicate. But even emailing or calling is better than actually talking face to face. That's how it is, huh?


I have a phone, but nobody calls me. To some I guess that might sound lonely, but to me it's A) less uncomfortable conversations for me, and B) less minutes to burn. I only call people when I need to tell them something that's important right now...or not so much. I don't know. It's hard to start a convo, but once that other person is on the line, I find it hard to hang up. But on that note there's always an awkward silence...


Hehehe. On my other blog I got to talk about the "American Dream" today. Yay. Got to complain about lazy Americans and "easy come easy go" and people who waste the money they're lucky to get.


...My math homework is skuh-rewed. I was able to do...2-3 (at best) out of the five problems...


¬ _ ¬


I dislike restriction problems. Skip math.


Oops; Cash Cab's on~


*Skips out of room*

"Epitome" and Pencil-Fixer by Design

Hmmm...okay, what did I do today....

Got up at around 11 (oh, it was glorious). Then I had me some cereal; two bowls...I also thought dark thoughts when Bro had two big bowls of cereal at 2pm. See how I'm a hypocrite?

Which reminds me of Bro saying he was the epitome of laziness:

"I find what you're doing amusing, but it's too strenuous to watch."

Basically, he found what I was doing laughable, but he was too lazy to watch me do it; he worked up a sweat just by looking at me work.

Here's the punch-line, though: he pronounced it "eh-PIH-tuh-me", and I told his it's "eh-pih-tome". xD

Fail.

So. Hard.

I should start reading the dictionary again...I've gotten dumber less intelligent than my younger brother.

I spent a good part of my day playing Pokémon Platinum. What I actually did in there for about 5 hours I don't know. I started out training my Snorunt so it'd evolve into a Froslass, but I was doing double-battles, so I thought I'd train Riolu while I was at it. Poor thing; it wanted to evolve at level 23, but I delayed it and let it evolve at 24. I think I wanted it to learn all its moves first.

Then...I went to Victory Road to train Snorunt since there's mostly rock- or flying-type Pokémon in there, but my level 38 Snorunt kept fainting against level 41-43 Rhyhorn. But guess what? My newly-evolved level 24 Lucario kicked all their asphalt.

¬ .¬ Yyeeeah....Snorunt's got a long way to go before she's ready to take on Cynthia's dragon-types.

After my DSi died, I played on my DS until that one died, and then I drew. I needed to get some clothes on this girl I'm drawing. So I designed an outfit. The hardest part is the boots/shoes. I'm too lazy to draw the details that would distinguish different shoes from each other. So, all my shoes look the same (aside from whether they have zippers or laces or they slip on).

I got to the zipper of the left boot, and I remembered that I got a 0.3 mm lead pencil for Christmas; I could use that for the fine details. So I got my pencil and drew the zipper...

And then something went wrong. No lead was coming out. I could go on for days describing the incident, but long story short:

I had to take my pencil apart and learn how it worked, then put it back together and took it back apart a few times. I knew what was wrong, too. The mechanism that holds and dispenses the lead was too loose and open, and as a result, the lead was going all over the place and splintering. 

After moving this around and fiddling with that and munching on dinner, I got it to work. Finally. I was sooooo happy.

Pacific Arc RDP-603 0.3mm

There it is; the pencil that gave me so much trouble and took up about 15-20 minutes of my life.

I must go back to drawing now; but I think I'll say something about my drawing on Doodlistic.

Water's a BOSS.


--To Be Fed To Wolves

Reporting Friday the 13th

I had a lucky day. Ignoring school because it's all a blur anyway (oh wait, I was asked if I've drank [is that the correct tense?]), I found 30¢; a quarter in the Orchestra room, and a nickel at public transportation. Yay!

30¢ richer.

My bro wasn't so lucky, apparently. But I won't go into the details there.

I can't remember anything else significant except--OH! I was 10 minutes late for my first class. The train was late. WAY late. At least three people were late to my first class alone. But the people in the main office made an announcement requesting that teachers "be lenient" toward the students just coming in, because they received notice that "several buses and trains" were late. Ha-ha~

You know, apparently in Latin America/Mexico (for the most part; Sra.'s from Mexico), the unlucky day is Tuesday the 13th. Also, Tuesday just emanates bad vibes all over. Don't get married on a Tuesday, and it's bad luck if you're born on a Tuesday.

...Darn; I was born on a Tuesday. [Note: Nope; 'twas a Wednesday]

Ummm...yeah. That's about it. How was your Friday the 13th?

Se Nevó!

I'm so happy! It finally snowed!!! At least two inches (the last time I checked).

On the inside, deep down, I didn't want it to snow because I lack one glove. I told you about this, correct? I mysteriously lost both gloves while at school (I blame the drama people), and not I only have those thin knit gloves and fingerless ones, one of which now has Miracle Whip on it (happened while making a sammich).

**"Be sure to...drink your...Ovaltine." I did; for the first time today. It's yummy, and I think it's healthier than Hershey's® syrup (no HFCS, for example [high fructose corn syrup]). Just saying. I like Hershey's® syrup, but hey, that's what Biology did to me. I think I'll start drinking Ovaltine® instead of Hershey's®. Unless they come up with a natural(er) chocolate syrup...

GAH! I'm confuzzled 'cuz I'll have to worry about programming next month. I wanted to take Japanese with Spanish, but PKZ is right....my passion for art outshines that of Japanese.

I still want to learn the language.

Meh. I'll just ask her to teach me; and I can buy a book on it. And there's Rosetta stone for those with money.

I found 5¢ YESTERDAY, and today the school kicked everybody out "due to inclement weather."

*rolls eyes*

That wasn't "inclement"; it was SNOW and typical for [Name of city in which I may or may not live] and LOOOONG overdue. The school's admin is getting lazier, I tell you. Unless they just wanted to go home and enjoy the snow itself; then it's totally and completely acceptable.

Today, I wore this furry hat-scarf-with-glove-pockets thing my soon-to-be-cousin got me. It. Was. So. Warm. It retained the heat from my head nicely. I was hoping for reactions from all my teachers, but only a few said anything about it. Mr. M of Orchestra asked me (3/4-way through class; keep in mind I sit DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF HIM) loudly and abruptly:

"Why are you wearing a dead animal around your neck?"

It's all about the eye-contact, I tell you. If you don't make it, there's a smaller chance of confrontation.

Agh. I really should be reading and taking notes on GiGA; my pet name for the Great Gatsby. I need to read chapter 6 and take notes and analyze Nick Carraway as a character....must pull my own weight. I need to get back into the school routine, and of course, tomorrow is Friday.

Friday the 13th FTW!! I don't believe in those kinds of superstitions; rather, I like to believe that I'm Abby Normal by way of getting better luck on such days. There's only around 2-3 of those (Friday-the-13's) a year, so I get excited. Good luck to all of you!

Ah, before I forget. I failed my math quiz today, I just know it. I got at least a 60. I wanted to get this Extra Cred done to make up for it, but I don't have my book (too much weight). I can't find the question online either...Oh well.

Qué sera, sera, remember?

To work, practice, and an insufficient amount of sleep!


--To Be Fed To Wolves

Mer! Insomniacs! Trading Cards! [Random] Journal Entry XIV

I got 2 new backpacks yesterday! I'm so happy, even though the one I chose to use first has one less pocket. My old one's strap was torn halfway, and it had a weird effect on my back and posture. Hopefully I'll get over it soon. :)

I get to design my new one with random trinkets and buttons and crap. Yeah! I was thinking of making it into a Pikachu, since it's bright yellow (like a Beacon, according to a certain someone).

On my email, there's this random person who "wants to be able to chat with [me]"... but I have no idea who USERNAME@SITE.com is.

> . >

I can't find them in the contacts of my email or on my club's contacts, sooo...yeah. Sorry if I know you, but I don't. At least, I don't recognize your email. Sumimasen!!

I had a DE LA ROSA dulce de cacahuate today. (Peanut candy). It was...interesting. I liked it. You know why? Because it's 90% sugar, 5% peanuts and 5% artificial flavors. 8D

Argh!! Red! I just wanna draw your head with yo face!!! Let me do it, Sekai-san!

Then I must make up his clothes, which so far is difficult. I also must design his partner, Drake's partner...all the other characters and their partners... Ehehehe...

So much I wanna do...what else was there? Those one-shots...and CG work...

Y mucho mucho más.

Necessito mucho más tiempo!! xD

I now have an obsession with springs and other little pieces of metal. I've started thinking about breaking open mechanical pencils just to get to the springs and mechanisms inside. Oh, and I pick up random stuff from the floor. Only cool stuff, though.

I am now also currently toying with the possibility that I have some kind of personality disorder. Ehehe.

Not the first time, I'll tell you that.

Last time, it was MPD, and now I think it's BPD. My phase-obsession with MPD was interesting; it displayed what I do when I'm bored: EXHIBIT A: look up symptoms of personality/mental disorder(s) and make a rubric out of it/them, to determine whether or not I have said disorders.

LOL. I know, I'm crazy (still yet to be proven).

Mer!
Insomniacs!
Trading cards FTW!!


--To Be Fed To Wolves

The Dreaded Day--is a Monday

Bloody brilliant. 

My first Monday back on the job (school), and…I end up being late leaving the house again ( I'd resolved to be on time more), I overestimated the temperature of the world at 6:43 in the morning (it was cold; I thought it'd be decent), my teachers plunged headfirst into the lessons (no easing into anything; no matter what they call it--don't believe them for a second), I had to use my precious randomly acquired gold dollar to pay for my public transport ride home (I'd had that for some time now…about 4 or more months? [got it from a vending machine]), and my train taking me home was held back (with me still on it) for at least half an hour. FUUUUUUN.

That said, I did OK for the first day back. It went by kinda slow, though. I…wanna practice this new song we got in music; it's pretty-sounding. I also wanna draw my characters…RED!!! YOU MUST HAVE FACE!! YOU MUST HAVE RIGHT EYE!!!!

Um…yeah. Blank mind. Gotta go harvest my berries, if they're still alive.

--To Be Fed To Wolves

Sent from the future.

Follow the Pink Clefairy

I never thought it was possible, and yet it has happened.

Vocaloids now have live concerts. Heh. I was researching an answer to a comment on my other blog, and now I'm watching "live" Vocaloid concerts like some sort of otaku.

I find it very amusing. Although the holograms can't dance for anything. Not that any of the fans care.

So yeah. Now I'm gonna watch a live performance of the Kagamine twins' "Kokoro." Here's a Youtube vid:

That was fun.

You know what was awesome? I was playing my Pokémon Platinum, and I decided to drop in on the Game Corner in Veilstone. Then I hit the slots and I lost about 40 credits...

Then Clefairy showed up and I got 14 bonus rounds, each with 15 spins, and each time I got a "repeat" I got 15 coins. Each spin cost 1 credit...but in the end I got 2940 coins (profit) and my prize was a TM64.

 That was interesting...

UGH. Tomorrow's the return to school. The Dreaded Return. I'm screwed because I forgot to practice my viola the entire break, save for Christmas morning.  Yeah...I'll have to accept it if Mr. M gives us some kind of surprise playing quiz.

Ma na...O well.

Nothing else better to do, so I guess I'll write...or draw...or read. Or watch Once Upon a Time. 8D


Akuma de shitsuji desu kara.


--To Be Fed To Wolves

RAGE!!!--Random Vent I

AAAAGH!!! D@µµit I feel so...I dunno, empty.

I think I hit a sort of boredom-depression, guys. Man. I have a weekend left before I have to go back to school, and I don't wanna go. But, it's not like I have anything else better to do... ¬ . ¬ Due to the sucky economy and my lack of money and options. Thank you, world.

I finished Last Exile and caught up on Last Exile: Fam the Silver Wing, and I finished Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan, and I started reading Gakuen Alice, and I've drawn and I did my homework earlier this week, but now with my freedom and limited free time, I have hit a wall.

D@Mµ IT, WHY AM I SO BORED RIGHT NOW?!

It's more than just bored, too. I just...have no urge to do anything. I don't want to draw because it's late and dark and I don't know what to draw, I can't figure out what I feel like watching, and I don't feel like reading Gakuen Alice because I feel like it'll depress me.

*Sigh*

Maybe I'll just go to my room and scream into my pillow. Or ask for a hug.

Yeah. That's it. I'll just go to sleep. And hope tomorrow will be better.

Darn, I'm supposed to keep track of my days in 2012 in that book...

Sorry, Self; I'd told you that I wouldn't make this into one of those venting-themed web journals, but I just did, just now.

Is this what depression feels like? (Without the suicidal thoughts; I just don't know what the bloody helk to do with myself.)


--To Be Fed To Wolves


[Edit: Ah! Happy new year, guys!! I just realized that this is my first post this year. ^ ω ^]