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Monday, October 19, 2009


HA!

It's one of those crazy nights where I'm willing to laugh at anything. In other words, I just chugged half a beer and am a bit buzzed now. (Sorry, mom. Sorry, God. Sorry, good and/or insane people of myotaku.)
But what you know? Whatthefuckever. I'm done feeling bad for the night, okay? I've felt like shit for the past I don't even know how many weeks anymore and I've more than earned this brief period of contentedness, no matter how temporary it is. So please. Just for one night, let it go. Okay? Okay.

Let me tell you about my day, guys.
I woke up at about 4:00 this morning and could not get back to sleep. Throughout my school day I was completely exhausted. When seventh period came around and my teacher began to lecture me about not completing an assignment while I was home sick, I began to get the all too familiar urge to pull a Glock out of my ass and turn myself into swiss cheese.
When I got home I discovered my grandmother had been bleeding internally and had had to go to the hospital with my mom. After a few hours of reassuring myself that she was going to be okay,--and, okay, a little bit of self-absorbed emo mooping that I'm going to be alone forever--my lovely Aunt Mary calls. Upon me informing her of the situation at hand, she begins musing that if my grandmother does die in the next 24 hours or so, there'd probably be a big funeral, what with my grandmother having 12 kids and all.
I know she doesn't mean it, but honest to God some days I just want to wrap my hands around my aunt's fat neck and squeeze until she stops breathing. The worst part is, I'm probably the most like her out of all the members of my family. I'll probably end up being exactly like her one day--a fat, single, delusional, insensitive, self-absorbed schizo in a mental institution.
Hell, I'm already self-absorbed and sinlge. Only 3 more adjectives to go, right?
~Belinda

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