Been wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy too long for something that was supposed to be semi-regular during school hours.
I'll admit that there were times I had something to add from home, but said, "This is 'The Journal I Only Update From School'!"
--kicked off the comp by teacher, will return at alater period--
Kay, back.
Popped a 5-hour energy, that shit is chock-full of caffeine.
The equivelent of 12 servings of the leading premium-brand coffee.
Fuck, I'm twitchy.
That stuff tastes like shit though.
Anyways;;
Catching up. Let's see, my last update... excuse me as I skim over it...
... yeah, so nothing particularly substantial.
Though I'm going to go back later and fix a few typos.
Let's see. Since then, I have:
1) Been hit on hardxcore by someone 3 years younger than me
2) Battled a concentrated bout of depression brought on by my less than acceptable sleep schedule coupled with latent guilt and emotions I'd considered long-dead
3) Broke things off with that boy because I was hardly interested in the first place
4) Bought my friend a Plan-B pill with her money (those things cost 60 fucking dollars)
5) Decided I no longer give a fuck, again.
(1) This kid texts me from my friend's phone letting me know he's heard alot about me, to text him. I do so, find out he's either 14 or 15. Also he wants my dick because he's seen me perform and thinks I'm cute. Uhh?
(2) That sleep pattern, or lack of it, is still slicing my brain up and shoving it in a dirty plastic bowl for the holiday season.
The depression/guilt was largely influence by the realization that the kid in (1) was exactly me when I was younger. A slut seeking an older man, at an age much too young and emotionally immature to do so. In the past 3 years, I've slepts with 14 men, all older than me, some of them multiple times. Am I proud of it? No. Does it serve as a reminder that sex does NOT fill any sort of void for long? Yes.
He also reminded that I'm not quite "over" or "at peace" with my less-than-admirable past.
(3) Lol. I look for 4 things in a person before considering to venture on the journey people reffer to as a "Relationship":
Smart, Nice, Cute, Patient.
All I could say for him was that he was cute, in a horny/hormonal trying-too-hard sort of way.
(4) So she has sex with the boy I told her was a bad influence, and doesn't use a condom, even though one was available. Why? "I wasn't thinking...". That tends to happen when you let someone steal your first time with: Cigarettes, weed, alcohol, and sex. You let them convince you to do stupid shit, because you're not used to saying 'no' to them.
(5) Not much to say here. I consider myself an Existential Nihilist. For any confused about the term, it is the philosophical belief that life is without objective meaning. "Why are we here?" and "What's the point?" are the obnoxiously clear examples of this. I'm sure it doesn't help from another perspective that I've felt this way before, and it was written off as coupled with my anxiety/depression. Though I don't feel exactly as I did in the heat of all of that, I'm definately feeling the calm before the storm which I believe is a sort of mental fortitude-- barring the windows, heating the oil, getting ready to stay like this awhile, but certainly not without a fight.
Now that I've covered what's gone on since my last post...
Yesterday, I went through all the pages in "What are YOU listening to??" and discovered that Ikaru is my musical muse.
Props2YouHoneyBooboo.
Not going to delve into the bitchery exchanged between my mother and myself this morning, because I fully realize I was just being a brat. #FirstWorldProblems. The worst part is when you REALIZE you ahve no right to be mad, but are anyways. It just reaffirms this sort of self-reminder that you're what everyone talks about when they refference "spoiled white Americans".
Why can't I see any of the Ace Member threads AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
QQAmethystFixItQQ
QQPleaseForMeQQ
Sometimes I'm not sure that I deserve staff here.
I mean, I do my job hosting Ruby Line, but most anyone could do that.
And I'm often OtherWindow'd while online, anyways.
I certainly wouldn't "quit" or "leave" if I was demoted, but it would still be dissapointing.
I like the idea of being a "big" server more than the reality.
"Hospital" by Lydia sums up all of my life.
Not really, but still.
So apparently we have a new kid in my next period...
The class where the deaf kid and the autistic kid take turns on the drums, and the deaf kid has to play loud enough to hear, while the autistic kid is convinced that the deaf kid will not hear unless he plays as loud as possible.
This is why I claim the computer and bitch about them with my music turned high and headphones in.
The new kid, however, will not have this luxury.
Poor new kid.
Two minutes till the bell rings... I may or may not return to this later.
Anyways, it's fleshed out enough that I'd totally encourage coments/replies/spelling&grammatical error point-outs.