Mind-Crushing Boredom
Journal Entry: Mon May 12, 2008, 10:06 AM
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Unheard - Listening to: NIN > The Slip
- Reading: The Vampire Lestat <33
- Watching: 30 Days of Night
- Playing: Nothing; PS2's Breaking. AGAIN.
- Eating: Blueberries and Iron Supplement Pills
- Drinking: Water
I really, really wish I was at school right now.
I feel really bad -- on top of my sinus headache and fever. (I freakin' hate you right now, Dad, bringing home this stupid flu strain, not to mention deciding that of course no one in the family need a flu shot -- why would we need one of those? We can't afford it anyways, what with you not taking a freakin' better job.) Not to mention that I'm anemic on top of all this, so I already feel exhausted most of the time (and it's also why I keep catching absolutely everything that comes through this stupid house. God, I hate this stupid house.) I mean, I'm missing Musical Theatre, and I hate getting caught up on dance routines from other people, because I feel like such a burden, since I'm not one of the main characters, and I guess that ...
Well, I guess that I feel like I don't really deserve to be sitting here and doing nothing about now. I should be at school, working my ass off to put on a good show.
I wonder if I'd feel less guilty if I actually had a role. I mean, then the show couldn't go on without me, I'd feel like there was actually a point to taking care of myself. Because, well, let's face it; in my current role, no one would notice if I didn't happen to be there.
Well. Except maybe my partner in the dance we were supposed to be doing today.
Damnit, I should have popped a couple more sinus pills and just gone. Gawd.
Anyways, in other news, I really need a new hoodie. The one I've been wearing for the past two years is full of holes, and threadbare.
I told my parents this the other day, and then demonstrated several of the holes to them.
They gave me the "well-what-the-hell-am-I-supposed-to-do-about-it, isn't-this-your-problem?" sort of look.
Fucking hell.
I'm bloody pissed.
I need more shirts too; all of my clothes are wearing out, since I haven't actually gone through and properly re-vamped my wardrobe in a couple of years.
I need a freakin' job, since apparently my parents have decided that giving me money for the essentials is no longer a viable option.
Blah.
I think I'm just going to go and write some violent fiction. And then burry my head in a pillow and scream some.
You know what else I need? A new iPod Shuffle. I think (presuming I ever get money), I'm gonna upgrade to the 2 GB version, because last night, when I went to load more NIN onto my iPod, I had to make some really painful decisions about what I was going to take off of my iPod, to make it all fit. (I ended up taking a bunch of the Sweeney soundtrack off, and some of my opera. This makes me sad.)
Maybe I'll just find a mysterious benefactor. I'll seduce one.
There, problem solved. Take that, parents who "can't afford" to buy me essentials so that I can stay warm.
Pfft.
Current Stuff:
God, I swear I'm drawing Lance. ><;; It's just ... really, really, really slow going. Or something. *bangs head against keyboard*
That 10k fanservice? I'm pissed at how it's turning out.
It may show up here. It may not. It's not like anyone actually cares.
As to writing? Ppffft, wriitng. Like I'd ever actually make anything of myself writing.
So, basically, there's no progress.
Anyone who cares needs to get themselves checked out by a doctor. Like nows.
Buddies:

(Tell me if I missed you.)
Devious Comments
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
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"Who is the more foolish the fool or the fool who follows him?" -Ben Kenobi, ANH
Member of *ArtisanCrafts, *JewelryClub and *metalsmiths
But, then again, maybe not. If they don't they can't fight back, which seems to be what you descend upon first.
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
Was excited there for a moment.
Thought there might be something intellectually stimulating that I'd missed.
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
Which is really a pity, as I was quite enjoying this foray into the depths of the under-educated human mind.
Oh well.
Hope you enjoyed yourself.
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
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"You must do everything yourself." (First rule of Alchemy)
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If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I will never know happiness. For I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation.
Shut up. I adjust to the world since it is impossible for the world to adjust to me.
Errr, no. Emo is someone who is overly emotional and you took what I said to your friend way too seriously and you reacted like an emo moron. You acted as if I pickaxed her leg and raped her with a horse when all I did was dick about with no intention of really hurting anyone. However, suicide wouldn't be a bad thing for you because you must get tired from hearing people like me talk. You might have more fun in the afterlife.
That ''have a crappy day'' bit is from G. Carlin and I use it to make fun of the standard ''have a nice day''.
Sure. Whatever.
Ha-freakin'-ha. I read every single piece of criticism I get and some of them were much more thought provoking without the aid of politeness.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
The easiest excuse in the book for anything is to say that you are capable of something, but are simply 'too lazy'. It's incredibly easy to say something like that, because it seems to excuse one from actually trying at anything, doesn't it? One never has to prove that they can do it, because they have this wonderful thing to fall back on -- this perceived laziness.
But, when you think about it, isn't laziness and true stupidity much the same thing? Neither one will get anyone anywhere in a world where one doesn't feel so secure behind their computer screen.
As for my supposed "ten dollar dictionary" (and if you may happen to know where I could get a proper literary dictionary for such a sensational price, I should be very glad to know of it), I would advise you to invest in one before throwing some of these most interesting phrases around. (Though I suppose you would not actually be able to locate any of them in a proper dictionary, as they are current slang, but I digress.)
'Emo' is generally a term which refers to people of the current subgroup which revolves, as I recall, around suicide, and hating their life. I would rather enjoy hearing where you get this particular perception of me from, since all I have done is leave a brief message on your DeviantArt page, advising you to wise up about leaving comments on the pages of people you've never so much as spoken to before.
Honestly, if you're going to berate someone, at least have some sort of reason for it. Hitting the random deviant button and leaving messages wishing that they will "have a crappy day", as I believe you put it, is rather wretched.
My message was never meant to be threatening. (Though the image of a deranged two-year-old with a fork sitting on someone's DA page is making me giggle quite a bit.) I simply meant to point out that you were (and are) being quite rude, and that you really must wise up, presuming you ever make it into the real world someday.
The thank you was meant to be a polite touch for actually taking the time to read some criticism, perhaps even think about it. It's a true pity that such a thing is alien to you.
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Oh, [Rubber Ducky], You're the one.
You Make Bath Time Lots of Fun, Rubber Ducky, I'm Awfully Fond of You.
First, the last thing I need to see is a pseudo-intellectual emo goth girl talking to me with some 10 dollar dictionary words that I don't ever care to look up since it's much more fun to talk in a language people can understand. You think that having a few extra words in your vocabulary somehow makes you smarter and holier than me? I'll say this, it doesn't. It never has and it never will. The fact that I use a smaller collection of words in no way means that I am stupid. It means that I am too lazy. Lazy and stupid are different.
I do take what I say into account and that is why I don't go shooting my mouth off to complete strangers who I know have a switch blade or a gun handy when I'm talking to them.
One more thing, don't say ''thank you'' at the end of an insulting and/or threatening (actually, your message was as threatening as a 2-year old with a fork) message because it makes you sound like a douchebag.
Vid'mo se.
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''Yeah, dis I know, eshole.''- Niko Bellić
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Metal is what we love.
If you think slashers are hot, copy this into your profile.
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Where dreams have lease - that's where you'll find me.
All the money that we're making is going to the man. What man? Which man? Who's the man? When's a man a man? What makes a man a man? Am I a man? Yes. Technically I am.
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