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Wednesday, June 2, 2004


Generic Life Post
Since I'm not one to talk about my daily life very much, I figure it might be a nice change of pace from the other random things I write about.

"Fake School" is officially over, and by the end of the week my parents should learn what my "fake grades" are, heh. It is a big shock to me that they haven't figured out the truth by now, and I almost feel guilty that this whole charade has gone by without a hitch for the past semester. The important thing is that I'm really going back to school in the Fall, and I'll actually try my best at it for once.

A word to the wise, don't try pulling a "Fake School" on your own parents anytime soon. Mine are just incredibly self-involved, and probably wouldn't notice/care if I left a trained chimpanzee around the house to take my place. At least he would clean up his room every once in a while.

Spaking of which, it looks like I will have my own bedroom by the end of the Summer. I don't know anyone my age who doesn't have their own bedroom, but this will be the first time since my brother was born that I have a space to call my own. I'm apparently too poor to move out, but my Mom saw my need for a place of my own (and the chance to do some remodeling in the house) so our awkwardly shaped attic is going to become my room. It's more or less a triangular shape, with a pretty low ceiling. My sister might end up taking it if the ceiling turns out to become a problem for me and my tallness -- so I'll take her bedroom, and my brother will my current bedroom (which is noticably larger) all to himself. Oh well. I doubt I will be there for too long anyway, I want to move into a dorm (or some apartments) by the beginning of next fall.

Life and love is being annoying as usual. I find a nice guy who works at Disneyland and who likes me in return, but he doesn't want to pursue a physical relationship because he's not attracted to me. Now attracted to me? Then why did we make out so many times when we first met? More or less he's my boyrfriend, I guess... I don't know... people are stupid, individually and as a whole. We'll see what actually develops, because he's just as intent on seeing and being with me as ever. Bleh.

...and on a final note for today's post, this is the type of art gallery I wish they had in the ol' USA.

Have a decent day.

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