*grumble*
Wow, it's been a damn long time, since I last posted in here... I somehow completely forgot all about my Journal, but now I'm picking it back up, because I'm reposting LpmC soon... yes, reposting, because FF.net was being a bitch by not telling me what I'm allowed to do and what not...
Anyway, I'm at school right now, after I discovered that as good as no-one from my class is actually attending and my mum told me to stay until our free period ends (in about 20 min). I feel like a fucking geek sitting here... and I didn't want to come anyway! But my mum told/forced me to go... wonderful... now I'm twiddling my fucking thumbs, because I don't know what to do.
Well... what's new in the soap opera that is my life? Yes, I'm comparing it to a soap opera, because it's as dramatic as any soap can get... which really pisses me off, actually.
I've picked up singing and recently sang an opera (I wasn't pleased with my performance, but everyone else was... oh well...), Naddl came back from America (one year exchange), I've drunk myself silly on New Year (ending in a wild kissing match with a person I just met... remind me to never do that again), we're planning a trip to Berlin, I went on two concerts (HIM and Oomph!) and my mum defeated cancer, just to get it all-over again and guess what? She's acting like she's going to die soon... that's sooooo good for my psyche... not to mention that she indirectly told me I'm responsible of everything (I quote: "We don't need more black things in our house. The Chi is bad enough already." --> Meaning: You're wearing more than enough black and causing bad things to happen because of it. Gee thanks mum.)...
Fuck, Fuck Fuck... Fuck, FuckFuck... (<-- Quote Myavi)
*sigh* Anyway... other than being occasionally depressed, everything is as usual... well, okay, I always had a tendency to depression, though now it happens more often than before.... My song-texts reflect my current mood quite well, I think... all about death, suicide and cutting... oh well... Sometimes I really hate my life... other times I just tolerate it... Oh well, what can I do, other than try and get through with it. God (or whoever is in charge up there) is an asshole and he hasn't stopped proving it to me, even though I'm already convinced.
Stupor in Christi,
Lilith
Anyway, I'm at school right now, after I discovered that as good as no-one from my class is actually attending and my mum told me to stay until our free period ends (in about 20 min). I feel like a fucking geek sitting here... and I didn't want to come anyway! But my mum told/forced me to go... wonderful... now I'm twiddling my fucking thumbs, because I don't know what to do.
Well... what's new in the soap opera that is my life? Yes, I'm comparing it to a soap opera, because it's as dramatic as any soap can get... which really pisses me off, actually.
I've picked up singing and recently sang an opera (I wasn't pleased with my performance, but everyone else was... oh well...), Naddl came back from America (one year exchange), I've drunk myself silly on New Year (ending in a wild kissing match with a person I just met... remind me to never do that again), we're planning a trip to Berlin, I went on two concerts (HIM and Oomph!) and my mum defeated cancer, just to get it all-over again and guess what? She's acting like she's going to die soon... that's sooooo good for my psyche... not to mention that she indirectly told me I'm responsible of everything (I quote: "We don't need more black things in our house. The Chi is bad enough already." --> Meaning: You're wearing more than enough black and causing bad things to happen because of it. Gee thanks mum.)...
Fuck, Fuck Fuck... Fuck, FuckFuck... (<-- Quote Myavi)
*sigh* Anyway... other than being occasionally depressed, everything is as usual... well, okay, I always had a tendency to depression, though now it happens more often than before.... My song-texts reflect my current mood quite well, I think... all about death, suicide and cutting... oh well... Sometimes I really hate my life... other times I just tolerate it... Oh well, what can I do, other than try and get through with it. God (or whoever is in charge up there) is an asshole and he hasn't stopped proving it to me, even though I'm already convinced.
Stupor in Christi,
Lilith