I think my brain hates me
Or rather,
Dear Muse just likes
To mess with my head.
Hmph.
Two characters
I just really
Can't stand:
Kikyou and Jacob Black.
(Especially the latter.)
But somehow,
I keep ending up
Writing sympathetic
Stories/drabbles/Whatever
About them.
Sigh.
I'm such a 
Conflicted person.

We're leaving late
This afternoon,
After my little brother
Gets off ( Read more... )

Went with mon mama
To practice
My parallel parking today.
Unfortunately,
Mondays are apparently
The day that the paid instructors
Take out their student
To the course
And they aren't as courteous
As the parents are
When it comes
To those who are waiting.
I believe I displayed
Heraculean patience.

So after a bit,
We went to this one church
With a short spot 
Between ( Read more... )

Allright. See, when my mother took her driver's test at the same DLC as I will be taking mine tomorrow, the guy was vaguely pleasant. When she parallel parked, she was too for from the curb, so her gave her a second shot. The second time, she overcompensated and hit the curb, and the only thing he said was "Ah, well, at least we know that you're ( Read more... )

Man. What a day. Ugh, I hate some people so much. Because of the darling state that I live in and their scholarly rules, I had to go to the evaluator with my sister today, and we talked about what I've done this year. She annoys me so badly. Stupid old bag. And she kept clearing her throat. Bah. She yelled at me for cracking my knuckles at one ( Read more... )

Note to self:

Never, ever, EVER drive with your family in the car. Sadly, I kid you not. It's one of the most nerve-wracking experiences I've had in a very long while. Garhh. It was bad enough to begin with, because my dad was picking on my little sister, and my mom always nitpicks about my driving. But then, just as I'm pulling up to a traffic ( Read more... )