IT'S PROBABLY NOT AS COOL AS I THINK IT IS.
Oh god, I was on *crack* today. Not...literally. Um. It was really a smores poptart and an oreo javalanche, mixed with a constant fandom overdose, and stirred well via me spinning in circles in the middle of the hallway. And do you know, when I'm hyper-crazy, I start narrating my life to the tune of the Buffy theme song. Examples:
I'm skipping...down the hallway!...I'm...kinda dizzy!
or
Lupus...it is lupus!...House...sez it's lupus!
Et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseum. I blame the school literary magazine, the one that owns my soul (in a good way). If I hadn't joined it, I'd be the loser girl who sings kinda good but doesn't really talk to anybody. But NOW, I'm the loser girl who is probably mentally deranged and is obsessed with things that most people don't get. This I love, but it's probably not as cool as I think it is. Hmm. Oh well! *sings* I'm writing...on livejournal!...I...am a spaz!...I...love Remus...and...I love Oz...and...Tamaki...and Kyoya...and um...there is more...like Sirius...and Mal...and Doyle...'cuz they! are! prettyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!
*facepalm* The sad part is, there are MANY more fictional guys. These are the ones off the top of my head. IF I DIDN'T MENTION YOU, GUYS, IT DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T LOVE YOU, 'KAYYYYYY? This isn't really the top of my list, though it is pretty damn close to it, because oh! how it pains me to put an order to them. I am trying, though!
In other, slightly less inane news, I'm going to actually show my lj to PEOPLE. The type who I have to talk to in real life, and who probably have no idea the true extent of my brain damage. SORRY, GUYS. I KNOW I'M KINDA ODD.
I'm skipping...down the hallway!...I'm...kinda dizzy!
or
Lupus...it is lupus!...House...sez it's lupus!
Et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseum. I blame the school literary magazine, the one that owns my soul (in a good way). If I hadn't joined it, I'd be the loser girl who sings kinda good but doesn't really talk to anybody. But NOW, I'm the loser girl who is probably mentally deranged and is obsessed with things that most people don't get. This I love, but it's probably not as cool as I think it is. Hmm. Oh well! *sings* I'm writing...on livejournal!...I...am a spaz!...I...love Remus...and...I love Oz...and...Tamaki...and Kyoya...and um...there is more...like Sirius...and Mal...and Doyle...'cuz they! are! prettyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!
*facepalm* The sad part is, there are MANY more fictional guys. These are the ones off the top of my head. IF I DIDN'T MENTION YOU, GUYS, IT DOESN'T MEAN I DON'T LOVE YOU, 'KAYYYYYY? This isn't really the top of my list, though it is pretty damn close to it, because oh! how it pains me to put an order to them. I am trying, though!
In other, slightly less inane news, I'm going to actually show my lj to PEOPLE. The type who I have to talk to in real life, and who probably have no idea the true extent of my brain damage. SORRY, GUYS. I KNOW I'M KINDA ODD.