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i stayed home from school yesterday. s**t happened and i'm pretty sick of telling the same story over and over, so we'll leave it at that. simple, sweet, and pretty much to the point; take it or leave it, my dears. anyway, because of said s**t, i didn't post a journal yesterday, not that anyone's particularly bothered by that, i know. it's a bad thing to start thinking you're the center of the universe.
this one probably won't be terribly long, because i'm still tired as ******** and need to sleep, so.. i also want to watch another episode of Soul Eater before i go to bed.. can you even begin to imagine what my dreams will be like then? perfect and tolerable, if you ask me. something to ponder over as i wither away in the monotony that has slowly become school.
and, speaking of which, he spoke to me today, and i mean in actual, lengthy conversation. before it'd just been a snippet here or the occasional joke, but today it was really great. i know i shouldn't get my hopes up of having him again, but nevertheless, i think all i really needed was to see him look my way with an expression that wasn't so.. incomprehensible. i don't know how he was looking at me, not that he did much, but.. he has a nice smile. still does.
and i hope that's always the case.
also, i finally took the liberty of looking into Dr. Phil as a whole. guess he isn't the super-special-awesome psychologist i thought he was. huh. and to think i revered that man throughout most of my childhood. (if i had a sound reason for that, i'd be glad to explain why.) ah, well. time for a new idol, i suppose.
i also wanted to rant about my supposed 'best friend' here for a minute or two. yesterday i took the time to tell her what had happened in my day and all-- b***h suggests that we 'change the subject, because she was getting frustrated and upset'. b***h, i have been frustrated and upset all ******** DAY; do not EVEN think you're currently any worse than me. then i go on and further explain that i just needed to get it all out there. her responses? four words.
four. ********. words.
"oh, wow..."
"well then."
******** 'WELL THEN'?
******** you too, b***h. just ********. ********. you. because you have no idea how many ******** times i've sat and helped you through your problems, no idea how much stress you and your s**t has put me under for the past three ******** years.
******** you.
no, Norton, i do not want to renew my subscription. i do not have $60-someodd to pay for your internet protection, and if i did, i assure you that it'd be spent on plenty of other things.
anyway, i really need to get to bed.
au revoir, until sometime (hopefully) in the near future.
 pavonia · Thu Jan 26, 2012 @ 03:09am · 0 Comments |
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