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Saturday, August 25, 2007


It is almost ten in the morning. I've been holding stubbornly onto sleep until my dad rang the doorbell. I don't know how, but I somehow knew what time it was. What, did I look at it while I was asleep or something??? I dunno, but either way, I'm not sleepy now. *listens to Crazy Frog* Yeah, I'm good. I'm home alone, I can eat as many Nutri-Grain bars as I feel like^^--yum--and I got time on my site. I'm happy.

Well, Pickerington won the football game *waves a Pickerington purple flag blithely* I cared last night, but oh well. I am not a fan of football. All I know was that I was ticked off all of the pregame show that our band did, because I noticed that I was the tallest person in a row. It was a row of all girls, flutes and clarinets, aside from the baritone behind me. Everyone, including the baritone, was 5'7" or shorter. My head stuck out above them by like one-head heighth. Blicky.

*is now listening to Babe I'm Gonna Leave You by Led Zeppelin* I love this song. It's so sad-sounding. It's very lonely. Appropriate, for I am alone in my basement. Lonely.

Rachel isn't here yet. Thank god for small favors. I have a party at seven tonight, and although I'm looking forward to it, I just... I don't know. There are just times when you want to be alone...

*sighs* Well, there really isn't much to talk about today, asides from the fact that my mom hasn't read my poetry for a long while because she said that they didn't make any sense to her--hoenstly, I agree with her, because I went through a phase where everything was too cryptic to understand. lol so yeah i get it. and then one day she found my poem "Giving Up" on the floor and she started crying again, tonight, after she'd done me a favor and cleaned my room, but had found more of my poems. She says that it wasn't my fault, but *shrugs* I really need to hide those somewhere. Anyway, as always, O Yasumi, and sayonara, yuujin!!!

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