Yay 16th birthdays complete with the inability to drive! :D

I'm... updating? O___o

I dunno. It's summer. I've got time and I don't want to go to sleep because I had a night terror last night DX.

I had a meltdown on my DevArt journal. >_<;; Like a big "I HATE THE WORLD I HATEHATEHATEHATEHATE IT" sort of meltdown. Maybe it was warranted, I don't know. Hospitals make me a little emotionally unstable, so for ( Read more... )

I'm tired, I've got more homework than I know what to do with, I miss my camp, and I'm having a really good year. ^^ Hah, and with that opening you thought this was going to be a rant ( Read more... )

Blah definitely required that many A's and H's, BTW.

Yes, so, this is just a quick little update so I can spontaneously explode and declare my undying hatred of my religion teacher.

DIE, BASTARD, DIE!

COME OUT OF THE FREAKING CLOSET! LEARN HOW TO MEDITATE! HOW DO YOU TALK TO A MOUSE IN HAWAII?! AAHHHHH, YOU'RE TEACHING ABORIGINE RELIGION AND I'M BORED ( Read more... )

*Is killing herself due to the religion homework she has*

GAAAHHHHH. I HATE RELIGION HOMEWORK. I HATE IT DEAD! *dies*

OF COURSE, with all this negativity surrounding the homework at my crazy ass school of doom, I often forget that it was indeed my CHOICE to stay here. So, I was reminded today why I don't want to transfer.

It. Is. Made. Of. Win.

My ( Read more... )

Ok, last entry of the summer of doom, love, and England ( Read more... )

Huh, well, I've been meaning to update for a while. But I haven't and I haven't and I haven't and then, whoops, I didn't again. I had a lot to say, but I was... not being good at saying it. I dunno. I've been getting way better at talking about stuff, and then things just sort of... you know, die. I guess I sort of expected another onset waaaay ( Read more... )

With my Post-Its and books, I am completely OCD. Yay! I think I get more OCD when I haven't slept. Luckily, this does not transfer over to my packing, or we may have a problem.

First off, I know, Post-Its? How OCD can you be with Post-Its? Oh, so OCD. So OCD. For those of you who have seen my room, my calendar (which was only there to balance out ( Read more... )