Monday, October 10, 2005

3-in-1
I'm sorry for being such a bad person, not posting here and such, but hey. Life's life, right? I still read your blogs occasionally, catching up on all the entries I miss anyways, so I know what's going on!

I'll prove it. Chii: Joseph, fling, moving.

Evil: Roy, smoking, pipe, etc. Camping, stuff like that, soccer, fun times getting wet and jumping at cars.

That's it for people I always check up on and such.

Now, the next blog is from Myspace, talking about stuff about the blog after that, which is from Melodramatic. Just read it all, it may be a bit confusing, but oh well.



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Amazingly long (for me) blogness. Just read.


I copied this directly over from my blog at Melodramatic.com, so here you go, read it and enjoy and leave me pseudo-pretty comments, or actually pretty comments, or whatever mood may happen to suit you at the point you finish reading this blog, even though most of you will not finish this since does happen to be so LONG anyways, which means there will be a conspicuous lack of comments, which in turn will depress me and cause me to write shorter blogs about how angry I am that no one comments my blogs, following which a slew of comments such as, "ooh, I'm so sorry I didn't comment, but I did read the blog, I just didn't have enough time," and "Sorry!" and the like, will come, and they will anger me even more, and so on and so forth, so please just read this all the way through, even though it is so long, and comment, so that I don't have to lay another guilt trip on you.



Holy crap, that's the longest sentence ever. What. The. Fuck.

Anyways, here's the blog from Melo:



Definitely a long blog. Be proud of me! I wrote stuff!

2005-10-05 13:47:20.197081-07
Touched: 0 Banged: 0

A certain someone has pissed me off greatly. Hypocrisy is the surest way to make me want to punch you in the throat, person 'a.' You have no idea who you are, but you're probably reading this, and I like it that way. So, suffer knowing that I'm mad at, well, maybe you. I'll give you a hint. No, I lied, actually. You can just go on not knowing, which, again, I like.

I suddenly had this little flash memory of playing a typing game when I was six on an old Mac II. I thought I'd throw that in for variation.

Anyways, I'm really really mad. I don't understand how this much hypocrisy, on such a huge degree, seems to go unnoticed by everyone- save for, apparently, two people. Me, and, well, another unnamed, because anonymity is good. Soo....I'll talk to that one other, and such. But really, I'm not sure what I want to do.

Those friendships I was so certain about, they're pressing on me. There are only a select few people in my social circle that I want to keep. I just want new friends. I want to move somewhere entirely different, and take three people with me. We'd live happily. I'd have my love, and the other two could bring and/or find their love. We'd live academically, creatively, in harmony, in love, in peace, content and happy and such. Of course, the rigours of our new place would be met as a new adventure, all the more looked forward to.

I'm considering taking online courses. I want to take a couple language courses, maybe an elective science or two. Ideally, I'd be able to supplement my actual schooling at PCHS to graduate in my junior year. I would love that soooooo much. I'd work for a year doing whatever, save up that money, and be out.

I'm feeling really proud of myself these days. I'm accomplishing what I want, how I want. My future is looking bright, and things seem to be going -somewhat- my way.

English: A
Biology: A
Drama: A
Geometry: A (97.6, which is amazing for me. I'm psyched)
Health Careers: A (Or, it will be tomorrow, when I turn in a bunch of stuff)
Spanish 2: A (like, a 99.8)

On the Model UN front, I'm preparing for Vanderbilt, in Nashville, at the end of this month. I was invited to compete in Montreal, so I'm also taking up that offer. That conference is Nov 10-11 or something like that. My MUN funds account is the second highest in the club. I've raised $243, which is for my personal use in subsidising costs for competitions.

I love him more than words can say. I can, quite honestly, see myself spending my life with him. He sees the same. We're made for each other.

I haven't written a poem in a while, but I do have a really good idea for something. Do you guys know what a Dreadknought is? It's an undead warrior, generally feared and extremely powerful. Well, I'm gonna work on a spoof of the Dreadknoughts, which will be entitled "The Breadknoughts." It should be good.

Depression is kinda on the back burner. I can always feel it there, but I don't really have problems with it at this point. Mood swings are also lessened. I'm sleeping better. The last two nights of sleep have been my best nights ever.

I keep trying to spell it "knights." Like, three times in a row.

Even though I only typed it twice. Screw you, words.

Ok, I got off track. I really was trying to talk about something...mood swings...depression...ok, got it!

I've been having sensual premonitions lately. About other people. And, well, I know one of them was right. It scares me. Usually I only dream-seer. I don't -HAVE- waking premonitions. I shouldn't, at least. They're for women. It's a female ability. Period.

Gah. I've talked too long. I'm done, live well, you all!



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