God I love it when my mom sends me random shit sometimes; especially when it's conversations between my mom and her brother Steven. Uncle Steven is the "Special Snowflake" in the family of... special snowflakes.

You think I'm kidding.

So on the subject of GPA (2.75 here bitches, can we tell what I liked doing instead of studying? *glances ( Read more... )

DX WTF.

*shakes a fist at whatever air born evil is assaulting her this time*

No wonder I've been in a sneezing fit so much this morning. DX suuuuuuck.

DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDX

AJDSGJSA;KASGHDSAFSGDSHFGAFDKFGSAJDHASDH GODDAMMIT I'M 8 YEARS OLDER NOW, THAT GODDAMN CURSE SHOULD NOT BE IN EFFECT STILL.

*wails and hides under her blanket*

HANYOU IN HELL RED GODDAMMIT. DDDDX

    My brain likes to mess with me; I had a Battle Royale/Avatar/Naruto/Zombie crossover from hell dream.

*confused*

Zuko and Katara were fighting about something until they found this hidden room Zuko uses for whatever reason and that used to be his mother's favorite place, Katara loved the fountain and delighted in testing the water for how ( Read more... )

    Haven't been in the mood to write much of, well, anything lately.

And for someone who destresses and such by writing in various ways (be it sad, silly, etc)? This is not a good thing and does not make me a happy hanyou. And goddamn that stick of incense was strong, holy shit I was smelling it from the shower. CURSE YOU HANYOU SENSES. ( Read more... )

    TAROT!

WHY MUST YOU EVEN?!

SJKHGFDJKSHD'SJKDFHSJ ARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH

*goes to her favorite spot to cool off and unwind.*

1. Check for signs that actually, y'know, tell you which bus it is you're looking for instead of walking 3/4 of a damn mile only to find the 465 Parker line and not the 105 Stapleton via Havana. Good. Going. retard.

2. Energy drinks are not a food source, though it's probably shrinking your stomach or your body is going to go, "Wait, wait wait; trip ( Read more... )

*holds brain in hand, stares at trash can, looks between said brain and trashcan*

To throw away or not to throw away. That is the question.

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    I've learned I don't really need Zan or Ko to pull a mindfuck to end my soul for all of time.

I do it perfectly on my own; while sleeping.

I'd been dreaming about something or other than escapes me but, obviously was very serious because of the undertone I was getting from the dream itself.  At some point or another, there was something ( Read more... )

    Yes, you may shoot me for the Ashlee Simpson title. I'd like to shoot myself for such a thing considering I like two of her songs, that being one of them.

It's just ridiculous to spend 40 minutes on the phone with a guy who couldn't be assed to call you or get in touch with you for five years for whatever reason he had in mind and ( Read more... )