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(Self Centered Rant)

Fri Aug 8, 2008, 11:15 PM
  • Mood: b0x0rz-less
  • Listening to: "Pinch Me" - Barenaked Ladies
I'm here to rant about my weird because it will make me feel better. This screen is my therapy for the moment, anyone who decides to read should feel no obligation to comment or anything of the like. They shouldn't even feel an obligation to read but I know their care for me (if you didn't care about me you wouldn't be reading my journal |: ) if not their curiosity will get the best of them.

In this organizedish rant will consist mostly of:
-My annoyance at my love life.
-My annoyance with school.
-Some other shit I don’t know about right now but will probably think of. I bet it'll have to do with annoyance. :XD:

So. My love life bothers the fuck outta me. I plain and simple don't really want one right now. I've got a lot going on. I'm not saying I never want to be with a nice guy or girl, just for the moment I'm into other things. HOWEVER, unless I'm terrible at placing my feelings of open romance ideas, I have a crush on at least three people and counting, I'll bet.

And not a chance with one! I least have a chance with my best friend. She loves me but most certainly not like that. I also have feelings for my friend who currently lives in Germany...but, well, he lives in Germany, we rarely ever talk, and he most certainly doesn't feel the same way. Then there's a person over here who I won't go into too much detail about for his sake and because even if I wanted to I couldn't. I barely even know the guy. I just read his writing and fall in love with it. What I've seen I just enjoy...a lot. o.o
I've had feelings for another friend of mine for a while now, practically since we first met. She's more like a daughter or a little sister to me...and we don't much talk anymore (I bet best friend and her at the very least just figured out who I'm talking about) but it was just an idea floating in the back of my head...

I've figured out that I fall easy and hard for people who I consider good friends. Not saying I only fall for them or I always fall for them...It's just that basically all of them are good friends of mine and I like basically all of my good friends.

If you're still reading and haven't giggled at my rant (Agni knows I have!) props to you. I actually don't care much about school I just wanted to talk about more than one issue in this freaking thing. :XD: I'm a bit upset it's starting soon (A day before my birthday, too! If only they had waited just a bit longer...) but I'll get over it. I'm gonna be a senior. Weird. Son I'll be off to college and moving into best friend's house until we have our apartment together. Yay! College and best friend sound fun!!! We'll be going to different ones but apparently Mr. Boob Binding Guy goes there so we'll have a semester together. I need to make sure not to mention any of my evil plans (except this fact to say I have them to mess with him) on here because he stalks my dA. o.o

I would use duct tape to shut myself up but one, it hurts, and two, I'm typing, not talking, and taping up your own hands would be fucking difficult.

And now that someone's decided to log onto MSN I can stop ranting to myself. Much to the readers of this’s delight.

</Self Centered Rant>

PS. For the record I feel a lot better. Oddly enough I think what help me most to be calm and smiley again was a little daddy long legs spider.

See, I was writing and emoing to myself and noticed it walking on the wall right next to me, but I didn't really feel like putting him outside. Well, after someone asked me who I have a crush on because that's all I'm thinking about right now (talking to the boy on dA at the moment through various shy filled messages I'm never shy (Lie), wtf?!) I spontaneously mentioned that the spider had been sitting next to me for twenty minutes. I said it to my other friend online, and not ten seconds after that as I was typing that I did not have a crush on the spider to the first person, it fell. Just randomly fell of the wall quite gracelessly. Now I have no clue where the thing is, haven't looked, and haven't moved so I don't squish him.

I'm not sure. That was just great for a movie.

A bunch of drama going on and out of the corner of her eye a girl notices a little spider on the wall but ignores it mostly, taking it for granted for the moment.

Then as she's talking about her life puts it in there all of a sudden, a main role even. Just because the spider hasn't moved for twenty minutes, it made itself special. Then it falls quite comically, makes er smile, makes her feel fine.

I wasn't too worried but anything I felt earlier is gone now.

Thanks little spider. 8D

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:iconunclegran-gran:
Out of my ass?

*Falls off of chair during happy fart.*

--
"There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2020, there should be a large elderly population with perky breasts and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them."
:iconcailinblair:
Happy fart? You fart when you're happy? O.o

--
"I'm sick of seeing women pulled apart in horrible ways," I say.
"On video," adds Tom.
"Yes," I agreed,"Because I never tire of it in real life."

Friends are like potatoes, if you eat them they die
Eat potatoes, not your friends o.o
:iconunclegran-gran:
No, the fart itself was happy.

That'd be awesome though.

:fart:

--
"There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2020, there should be a large elderly population with perky breasts and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them."
:iconcailinblair:
XD

The fart makes everything else happy. *nod nod*

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"I'm sick of seeing women pulled apart in horrible ways," I say.
"On video," adds Tom.
"Yes," I agreed,"Because I never tire of it in real life."

Friends are like potatoes, if you eat them they die
Eat potatoes, not your friends o.o
:iconunclegran-gran:
Not really. >.>

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"There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2020, there should be a large elderly population with perky breasts and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them."
:iconcailinblair:
Psh...Maybe not you....but its like lithium....*nod nod*

--
"I'm sick of seeing women pulled apart in horrible ways," I say.
"On video," adds Tom.
"Yes," I agreed,"Because I never tire of it in real life."

Friends are like potatoes, if you eat them they die
Eat potatoes, not your friends o.o
:iconunclegran-gran:
A semi-cure for depression that makes you feel nothing?

--
"There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2020, there should be a large elderly population with perky breasts and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them."
:iconcailinblair:
No, an evanesence song...*stops talking*

--
"I'm sick of seeing women pulled apart in horrible ways," I say.
"On video," adds Tom.
"Yes," I agreed,"Because I never tire of it in real life."

Friends are like potatoes, if you eat them they die
Eat potatoes, not your friends o.o
:iconunclegran-gran:
I know, but that's what Lithium is. An element that was once used to "cure" depression. I believe it still is but in better doses because it does baaaad things. 8D

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"There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2020, there should be a large elderly population with perky breasts and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them."
:iconcailinblair:
o.o I know.....

mmmm.....but it's also a great evanescence song!

--
"I'm sick of seeing women pulled apart in horrible ways," I say.
"On video," adds Tom.
"Yes," I agreed,"Because I never tire of it in real life."

Friends are like potatoes, if you eat them they die
Eat potatoes, not your friends o.o

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