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Friday, August 26, 2005


The antisocial butterfly

The other day, I finally found where I had put my cup. I gently unwrapped the newspaper and heard a lot of tinkling noises.

The handle had broken off, as did a piece from the rim. It was a really cute little mug; I had brought it from Chinatown, when I went to New York right before the start of my “adventuring”. The cup was a pretty pink color, with little strawberries scattered about, and bunnies with anime-type face expressions.

Ah well. *Is disappointed* =(

Again, I missed classes today. For some reason, I don’t care. I mean, I know it isn’t something I am going to do a whole lot; it’s just…. Eh. *gestures*

It’s boring here. There’s nothing to do. I don’t know anyone for miles around. I don’t have a TV, I don’t have a computer, I don’t have a stereo, and I don’t have a car. There’s only so far you can get with the busses. I know, because I’ve double checked, and I’ve called the bus company, so yeah.

Mhm. If I had a Playstation, I’d play my Chronno Trigger file. =D

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But you need a TV for that. Nevermind. XD


Kate called me very soon after I woke up, and she applied the word “emo” on me. I rwared her for using a Kennish word on me. >: |


It’s really weird, the way I feel. I feel antisocial, and yet I secretly want to be around people. I wanna have fun, but it’s hard to do it when there’s nothing there.

I’m also angry, but I can’t tell whether it’s more at myself or what. I mean, most of the bad stuff I’m feeling; it’s my fault. I did bring it upon myself, so I guess I deserve it?



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