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I watched Les Incredibles...silly Olesya, and yet again did not go to English class...I have no clue when my huge English project is due so I have to somehow stop my school from phoning me and get this stupid assignment done. And yet again I am procrastinating by writing in my silly blog. OH WELL...whatcha' gonna do? It's only the most important subject I have this term and seeing as I can't even get accepted into Grant McEwan, I don't see how I shall ever acomplish anything in life.... GGRRR!!!
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I accomplished work today...sorta. I'm babysquashing right now...my idiot brother. Or babysitting I suppose.... I seemingly am addicted to Yogen'Fruz....yummers. Yogurt and Bright Eyes...sweet nothings. I haven't wrote anything substancial in forever...why break a good trend? I came to the conclusion that people are simply alone because they want to be. No-one is so undesirable that NO~ONE would want to be with them...the problem is that our standards are so rediculously high. Whatever, being alone is over-rated...it ain't all that bad. I guess. It took me damn near seventeen years to figure that out. later!! :] :banana-guitar: :banana-drums: |
Okay I attempted to think of a much better title, but that is it....I ate a strange assortment of things...and now...*Blarg*... Step One) Add Craisins Step Two) Add half tub of lime Sherbet Step Three) Chase brother for hour and a half to do chores.... Step Four) realize it would have been easier to do them yourself Step Five) Look at clock and faint Step Six) Write in Blog and finally.... Step Seven) Mom comes home and eats my train(all twelve cars...)--->oldeenglish.com So that's why my stomach is all twisted and knarly...knarly...what a strange word. Have a good night my sweet Knight of Cumberland. Anna |
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:ill: Okay, so my father hung himself {not literally} him and his lover have been caught in the act...Fucking pervert. Gawd, I am so disgusted and ill right now... :Cowardly Lion: I dreamt a many a blasphemous things that night, that night I watched you die.~ I dreamt a many a sinnful things, the moment the night sky cried.~ All through the night, all through that night, I watched you.~ Pick up the splinters and shards of glass, and stick them,~ As if pins into the greying black of her heart, her soul.~ And as you smiled benignly and watched her writhe and whither in the pain of death.~ You came to offer you sincerest condolances, well wearing that grin,~ That boyish grin that stole a kiss from her fair frowning face.~ "Tis' Strange," She murmurs, "How these things transpire..." :Nasty: I'm tramatized and horrifically scarred. Not even a pick~me~up hour of solitude and music could fix it. This is going to be the Longest Long Weekend EVER... [God Grant Me The Serenity To Make It Through This Weekend...] : Puke : |
It has been offically one hell of a long weekend. I have now work five consecutive shifts and am freaking exhausted. Well, so I suppose I shall wish all of you a lovely belated Easter. I got a MP3 player thing but I can't download much of anything beacuse I'm not old enough to own a credit card. But I have some Bright Eyes, some Unicorns and a bunch of not~so~bad canadian bands I have never heard of..... Thursday, I plan on....shopping....err..yeah. God do I hate shopping but I desperatly need a pair of jeans. I also want a brown sweater and seeing as all I do is work I should be allowed to buy my self things, right?? Dark and distant, Dark and distant..... Until later.... |