Inner Pain and Frustration
Last night I had a really weird dream...It was in a room, with tons of couches, and Mr. Bixler and the whole science class was there...and the teacher had a poster....it was a rectangle, divided in half by with a black line, and there were questions like:
- Name | Are you heterosexual,
- Age | homosexual, or bisexual?
- Gender | Is it obvious?
Oh my, that was certainly awkward, and anyway, then he passed out these weird sheets of paper that like split in half. Anyway, then I woke up, and when I fell asleep again, I was eating those gross candy hearts that you get for Valentine's Day from a bag, and there were like five left so I put them in the microwave?!#$%^&* And yeah, when it was done I opened the microwave and there was a piece of cake, and some cupcakes on top, and it was all covered in liquid soap....? Yeah, try analyzing that one with your book, Debbi (I just decided to spell your name like that 'cause it looks like Benji from GC). Yeah, well I've been reading that book...I disagree with a lot of it: (bullets are so fun)
- Woman are "pollution" when they're having their time of the month.
- Men are a "step up" from women.
- If somebody treats you violently, you have the right to kill them.
- War is ok if you fight for God, or something like that...
- God hates the "infidels" and evil people and favors the Muslims.
Yeah, so anyway, I gotzt new headphones for Christmas, and they're wireless. It's probably not very good for me, because I'm so tempted to sing along, but I can't because I think I haven't fully recovered from my last cold. And plus they're headphones, so the music doesn't cover up my singing. I've tried to sing, but my vocal range thinger is all messed up. I can only sing in Falsetto, lol. and usually I can't sing because tons of slime comes up from my throat.*inner pain and frustration* And I found out that the person I have kinda a crush on is popular. *more inner pain and frustration* well bye, I dunno if normal people end their journal entries with "bye", but I'm not normal anywayz so I have an excuse. And I doubt anybody ever reads my livejournal besides Debbi (sorry if you don't want me to call you that, "I'll do anything you say, just tell me...").