Friday, August 31, 2007

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I'm tired but insomnia makes be not sleep. So, my head hurts. I haven't had the chance to get on. School is soo bad. I just got back from my nine hour block. Where I live right now we've got a lot of light polution, so I just stood outside for half and hour staring at "stars". We were on a train track, and this area always has trains going. I just couldn't believe how bright that was. 'Let's look at stars that aren't there and do it standing on train tracks that are in working order and have a train on them three times a day.' Am I just incredubly stupid? Was thinking that was a bad idea dumb? Huh, I think I'm retarded. This lousy town talks about people getting hit by trains or cars a lot. Well, DUH!
Okay, enough of that. I'll lay off the town until the next time we hold class on working tracks. Oh man, Biology was awful. It wasn't so much because I missed the first class and had no idea what anyone was talking about, but more because I was writing before class and I'm at a bad part. I know the hugest events in the Mirror Image world, and one of them was this character dying. I always really liked him but I always knew he'd die so I'd even joke about it and stuff. I wrote half of his death before going to class and was doing that thing were my eyes leak salty water. Then I ran off from school for a quick half hour to finish writing it before Astronomy, and cried more. I don't cry. I mean, seriously, my best friend has never seen me cry and she's known me for like eight years or something. I twisted, probably broke, my ankle once, didn't cry. I broke my ribs, didn't cry. I lost two grandparents in the same year, didn't cry. I smash a truck into this fictional character car and get all teary eyes. I hated the vuneralbility he was in. I almost cried when I pushed this other character to his breaking point. This guy always was the appointed tough guy, bad guy, rough around the edges guy. I got him flipping out and just howling in misery. That was hard. This is the darkest day in the story. Before this it's fairly happy. It's got a few darker twists, but everyone's pretty much okay. And after this, they hit two little bumps and then it's smooth sailing for the rest of their lives.
I think I talk too much about the Mirror Image saga. I'm supposed to be venting and stuff, but I don't feel like it right now. Anyway, I know there are younger people on this site and when I vent, well, I get very foul mouthed. And even if I keep the language clean, I get angry on this whole other level that you can just feel through the computer. It's nasty, so I bottle it all up inside and wait for one of my Mirror Image guys to flip. I don't do this with Epic. Epic's just so awesome on this different plane.
Oh, ew, I shouldn't of eaten two pounds of chicken that fast. Especially when I didn't get the chance to eat before. I'm going to have to curl into a ball and not move when I'm done with this.
Uh, let's see. About me and not my creepy story or the TV show. Oh, my mum is in Maine right now. My oldst cousin is getting married, or just got married an hour ago or something. This means responcibility on top of insomnia. No sleep, no snoozing, taking care of the family. I don't cook or clean. Haha, it's weird, when I get full reign of the house things work better. This is why I am who I am. It's probably why they won't let me move out. I better stay away from that or I'll start clan bashing. So, when both of my parents are "in charge" things are bad. The house is a mess. My sister is usually nowhere to be found and no one knows where she is. My brother is disobediant and swears at everyone. We don't ever have food. Take my dad away, things are quieter, cleaner, but not much different. Take my mum away, things are quieter, cleaner, my brother doesn't swear too much, and my sister is found easier. Take both of them away, bliss. Why? Me. It's a very simple answer. Even when both parents are in the house, when all the fighting gets too much (not real fighting half the time. That's just how we talk to each other) they yell for me and things are better. It's creepy. Oh, and I'm saying mum and not mom because she's with what's left of her family. They have accents and usually when i'm around them I'll say mum and not mom. Just like around my living grandfather I speak differently. I don't know what the accent is. In Florida it's more Slavic sounding then when he's north. I'm not sure why. It's horrible when i'm in Philly for awhile and then leave. That accent takes longer then any for me to lose. That was my original accent. I have none now but adapt. Aunt Debbie (Dad's side)is "ant". Aunt Janet (Mom's side) is "aont jgenet".

SGAH
FYWR
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