Yesterday I received a new pair of pinstripe pants from a friend of mine. I was very excited to get them, as I have never owned pinstripe before. I'm wearing them today, and aside from being thin and the fact that I'm freezing my ass off, they are gorgeous pants. So classy and sophisticated. And I'm wearing heels. Again. Always with the four inch boost. [I very rarely wear tennis shoes.]
I gave my cousin Jessie nearly all of my old clothes, and they fit her well. I'm glad that they won't just go to waste being stuffed into bags while slowly deteriorating. And she apparently fell in love with the two Sailor Moon shirts that I gave her. Being that they no longer fit me, I thought it would be nice of me to send them to her. Yesterday I gave her my Sailor Moon wall scroll, and I may give her my Sailor Moon dolls. I'm not sure yet, since I'm kind of attached to them [to me they are collector items and part of my love for anime]. If she likes Sailor Moon at her age, then I might can corrupt her into watching other animes. Maybe I'll start her out with D.N.Angel. That's a good, cute anime.
And maybe one day, when she's my age, she'll be a dirty yaoi pervert. Not that I'm aiming for that, of course. But it would be nice not being the only person in my family who enjoys homosexuality. Sadly, she's from a very Southern family, of the type that allows their kids to swear at the age of seven and drop the 'N-bomb'. They might be very close-minded about homosexuals. Like my mother is.
I do hope that Jessie and I can become fairly good friends, and that we will be able to watch anime together and actually get along.
As it is, I heard a lot of bad things about my Uncle from my extended family, but for the most part none of it has been true. Except for the fact that Diane, his girlfriend/wife, is a lazy bitch that doesn't do anything. Since they've arrived, she hasn't gotten out of the bed once. She claims she is sick, and she is too tired. My Uncle is the one taking care of Anthony, Jessie, and Dalton. Not her. He's like a mother and a father.
Dalton is still as hyper as the first time I saw him. Charles brought them over last night, and he is some kind of craziness.
I'm a little ticked at my Uncle Charles, though. He lets Dalton watch whatever he wants. Doesn't matter if it's rated R or anything. No wonder the little guy swears like a sailor and knows twenty different ways to die [I really suspect that Dalton has seen Mortal Combat]. He's frighteningly smart and perceptive, but Charles is going to ruin him by letting his childhood end too quickly. Which is what is going to happen if he matures through the things that he watches.
Changing subjects, I'm exhausted today. Then again, in the last two days I've had a total of ten hours of sleep. That might explain it. I'm going to try getting to sleep early tonight. I don't have much homework in Latin, and nothing would be stopping me from snoozing the moment I hit home after coming from Jane's house at 6:30, or something.
Speaking of Jane's house, we're going to watch Zetsuai and Bronze today. It's going to be so delicious. I've heard that it's a lot like Papa to Kiss in the Dark, when it comes to the sex scenes. So it won't be really hardcore. More like some kind of softcore. Maybe. If even that.
I almost forgot. Yesterday I had to deal with a group of trolling assholes on Gaia. They decided to flame my good friend Sammy, and I was not about to stand for that. Jane and I took care of them. And then a Moderator signed on and that was the end of that. Honestly. People who troll are cowards. If they can't flame someone on their main usernames, then they are seriously lame. When I insult idiots, do I do it under one of my lesser known accounts? Fuck no. I want everyone to know I'm the one that sodomized them with my wit. I post their idiocy in my Journal for all of my friends to mock.
But I do it in such a way that I have never called them a profane insult, directly. I do not namedrop. They've called me a plethora of things. Generally it is calling me a "bitch", which is amusing, really. I'm not the kind of person to be affected by such a word. That is because I know that I'm a bitch, and I embrace my bitchdom. Being called a bitch just makes me giggle.
I just took a test in Computer Apps. I really hope that I did well on it. Considering there were two questions that we haven't even gone over. I've never seen the icons for ascending and descending order. Oh well. I'm sure I did fine, aside from that. Speaking of which, the computer that I'm using finally prints. It hadn't before today. Cochran had to read the files once I saved them onto the computer. I'm a little put off, though. Now I actually have to get out of my seat to retrieve my work and then turn it in. There goes my supreme laziness.
For once I got to eat lunch with Jane and Sammy. Normally they eat third lunch, while Emily and I are on second lunch. But today they were given second lunch, since the newspaper is coming to interview them, or something. Whatever the case, I got to hang out with them. Which was much fun, and lunch seemed much shorter than it usually does. ♥
My friends and I have gotten to see each other a lot today. This morning Emily picked me up for school, so I got to ride with her and Jane. We dropped by the gas station to pick up coffee, which was delicious. I was reunited with Jane, Emily, and Sammy during the Senior meeting, and then Jane and I were scheduled to go to Guidance to talk with a representative from Queens University in Charlotte. Only the representatitive didn't. show. up. We wasted twenty-five minutes waiting for her, but she never showed. And then Jane, Sammy, Emily, and I had lunch together. So today has been good, and friend filled.
Jane, Emily, and I get to enjoy some tasty yaoi♥ later today. So exciting! I really can't wait.
Computer Apps is dragging by today. I've got nothing to do but update my blog, but I'm running out of things to talk about. So, how about those...
Ah, forget it. I'm not even going to try to waste time. I've got my spiffy MP3 Player that my brother gave me yesterday, so I'll just listen to music for the last ten minutes of class. And maybe darken my eyeliner, since it's fading.
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