Oct 16, 2005 23:06
So... thanks to Teylor I thought I would try out this Glee Pirate deal... today was not the day to start, lol.
I woke up and the room was cold as a penguin's ass, so I stayed wrapped up in bed until about 4pm.
When I finally got out of bedI realized how horrible the lighting is in my room and how after one figure my drawing skills decided to leave me. Oh how amazingly lucky I am! >_>
Then I decided to break and Glee Pirate was embodied in Mac and Cheese and sorting through iTunes music for about an hour. Then I came across Fefe Dobson (i was listening to all my music I listen to least) I was reminded that she's not that bad, but that she embodies the angst of my senior year of High School... as well as making me think of how I sing in the shower at home and how I won't have a home soon. And angst pirate tosses glee pirate off the roof.
I don't want my mom to sell our house... that's my house damnit.. that's my childhood there! That's like throwing out 17 years of my life ;-; maybe I can convince my mom to hold onto the house for about a month after I get out of school at least... I need to finish cleaning out my room at the least... and then I'm going to sit in my closet and the new owners will find my dead body there because I feel like I can't go on without my home to come back to. It's like teylor talking about how her grandparents are evidence of love because one couldn't go on living without the other...
*big sigh*
I know I'm being outragous and unrealistic.
Like when I lost Casey's love note... I didn't die or even break down, but that's because I think that in my head I believe that that note got absorbed straight into that hat or my head. *sigh*
I can't really make up a story like that about my home.
Someone could decimate the entire planet... but if that house still stood I could go on living like nothing had happened.
I'm fucking emo... deal fuckers! ( I love you all)
teylor,
nyc,
sva,
hobart,
philosophy,
md