Ever have one of those days??? The days where absolutly nothing goes right??? Well, I’ve have 27 of those days.
Both me and my Mom agree; This month has been a bad month for everyone.
First of all Mom at point one wanted to throw her computer out the window. Well this is for a number of reasons. to start it off, mom’s old computer died. Well not the entire computer but her motherboard. So now she’s using my computer. Well, almost my computer, cause Dad still needs some things in order to complete it (a video card, and I think a harddrive). Anyway, Mom’s been spending the past day trying to reinstall everything, but for some reason, the computer wouldn’t let her. But, Dad comes to the rescue and finds that the problem was that there were too many ram chips, and he fixed it all up. Now mom’s in a MUCH better mood.
Next, I have been trying, and have failed twice, to get a new peircing. No it isn’t a nasty piercing (it’s rather simple!), but I’m not going to tell you what it is until AFTER I get it done. Heck, I might even be able to get a picture of it… if my dad’s nice enough to let me borrow his digital camera. Anyway, it goes like this; I’ve been trying to get this piercing for quite a while, and my perfect opprtunity to do so got blown out the window. I had everything I needed… except some ID. Why they need ID I don’t know, but I didn’t have any so they couldn’t do anything but send me on my way. Now after all that I went to go help Mom and Derek go shopping. We were going to buy LOTS of yummy goodies (including ice cream
). The only problem was, when we thought we had enough money to pay for it all (about $100), we had only 1/50 of that amount! So we couldn’t buy anything, and we were going to try again later that day. Now I thought, Hey! This would be a perfect chance to get that new piercing cause the mall will be open by then! We got there at 9:05, only to find that the stupid place closed at 9pm HOW IRONIC So, now I have to wait, in one, maybe two weeks in order to get the piercing done. But mom said she was going to get a car and she promised she would drive me up after school one day. So, the main challenge for me is to try and NOT spend all of my money, and I’ll tell you, it’s a TOUGH challenge indeed!
There is some good news. I have stopped reaming about Natasha, and now I’m dreaming of me killing everyone I hate right now. It was a crazy dream. Like I was some sort of triplex/rambo/terminator person, whipping out every kind of gun possible, including a nuclear bomb. And for some reason, I had cartoon characthers for allies, and we end up fighting a war against Barney the Dinosaur and his minions. This badnik army is composed of every single baby show that I hate, and I found it very satisfying to be blowing them to smithereens. Then I walk through a gate and I run into Karalora, Largent, and Dalwarr.
“Hi,” I say, “My name is Gina.” The others are looking at me funny, and I say, “What?”
Karalora says, “You’re not Gina, you’re Kari.”
I look down at myself and to my surprise I am Kari! So we go and kill every badnik possible, including Darth Vader’s army, and then we come across the Prime evils and we kill them, and then we spend the rest of the dream partying with everyone, and I turn into Catwoman and blow up the speakers, ruining the party, and getting into a screaming match with Karalora over the blown up speakers.
The things my imagination thinks up…
Well…. I have’t written in this a few days. Right now I am in the ‘getting over it’ stage of the sickness. But there is a new epidemic! The Diablo 2 epidemic!
My entire family is on a Diablo 2 binge. So far out of me, Mom, Dad, and Derek, I am the farthest along, at Act V Hell. Both Derek and Dad are stuck at Act I Hell, and Mom…. I have absolutely no clue where she is… I’m think it’s Act I Hell also. I’ve only gotten as far as I have because of the fact the I have several hacked charms that boosts my health up a few thousand, and my attack rating quadruples.
What I like about the game is that the characthers we have chosen kind of represent us somehow. Mom explains this concept really well in the entry called,”Group Activity I“.
Not only is my family getting back into the Diablo craze, Andy is joining in on it. But he is way too overly confident of his characther, a level 20 Necromancer (Named Jets), and his abilties. He’s challenge me, my mom, Derek, and I to a duel; him against all of us. He thinks he can take us all down…
Well lets see how long Jets can survive against Karalora (Sorceress, lvl 79(?), Mom), Largent (Barbarian, lvl 86, Dad), Dalwarr (Druid, lvl 73, Derek), and Kari, (Assassin, lvl 89, Me) with our best equipment on. I say, He can have one hit on each of us, then we each have a turn in killing him!
Well, I’m sick. It seems to be a combo of larygitis/ a bad cold, maybe the flu. I had the biggest headache possible yesterday, and I was out of it! So, that’s why I skipped a couple of days writing.
Well anyway, I’m breaking up with Shawn (Thats is the CORRECT way to spell it). This is for a couple of reasons.
1.) I found out from a couple of reliable sources that Shawn has made a bet on our ‘relationship,’ with his friends, without me knowing. He bet that our relationship would last longer than a month. Well, I guess he lost.
2.) I don’t like him that way. Sadly, I’ve made this mistake with all of my other boyfriends too. I only like him as a friend.
3.) Right now, I feel like staying single. Why this is I dunno, but I like being single.
4.) My love for Joe is conflicting with the relationship. Why that is I dunno. But I can’t help feeling guilty over the fact that, maybe, one day Joe’ll ask me out and I’ll say yes, and end up cheating on Shawn. And I don’t want a reputation like that, so I’m breaking up with him, and I’m going to stay single for a while.
Yay I’m not so unhappy anymore! I’m not even single anymore
Well what happened was I was walking to lunch and Teisha comes up to me and we’re walking and we pass Sean Banks, a kid I happen to like at school. After we pass him, and are on our way to the lunch line Teisha asks me; “Do you like Sean Banks?”
I look at her funny. “What?”
Teisha says “Do you like Sean Banks; yes or no?”
I tell her “Give me until tomorrow to have a decision.”
Well, about five minutes later, I go up to her and I say “Yes!”
Teisha says, “What?”
“Yes! I’ll go out with him.”
Teisha looked kind of satisfied at my answer, and so far I’m happy. But then again the first week is always the hardest. And what about J.G. (abbreviations only)? Will I ever stop loving him? Who knows?
New tiblet of news; I resprained my finger! The same way I sprained it in the first place; playing basket ball! Anyway I’m borrowing Brian R.’s finger brace thingy (bless his not so pure heart) and I can’t feel my finger Actually it looks a little purple to me too…
Anyway, that’s about it for now.
Well before I start on the main topic, I have a very brief announcment. You remember that Derek is fighting a war with the Gremlins and the spiders, right? Well I don’t know what the situation is with the spiders, but the Gremlins have “stolen” Derek’s computer, therefore winning the war…
Don’t ask me what’s going on. I only pass the info along.
Anyway, I hate Valentine’s Day. Every year of my life I have “celebrated” Valentine’s Day with no significant other. I watch all my friends swap presents with their girlfriends and boyfriends. The only exception to that is Andy, but I know somebody who is going to spoil him with her presents, and she likes him alot. So even though he’s single, he has someone who loves him. Me? I have no one. Nobody. No one to caress, kiss, or embrace. No one to tell me “I love you.” No one to be there for me cheering for me when I’m competing. No one to congratulate me if I win, no one to encourage me win I lose. No one to comfort me at times of need (I’ve had alot of those moments). Nothing. There a couple of people I like… one of them I love with my heart and soul, but they will never love me the same way as I do them. It’s hopeless.
sigh It’s only this time, and Christmas, that I’ve always felt so lonely in a world filled with soul mates, romance, and just plain love.
Well, I’m not depsressed anymore.
I WAS going to tell you about the play, but instead I’m going to tell you about my so called ‘friends’ who don’t fucking listen to me.
First of all, they don’t know what they’re talking about when they say that ‘the purpose of sports is jeering the other team.” DUMBASS WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU THAT
ARE YOU THAT MENTALLY RETARDED?! Sports is about going out and having fun, improving your skills, and making new friends. Whoever told you that is a crackpot who failed kindergarden three times. And then one ‘friend’ is talking about me and the other ‘friend’ won’t tell me what they said because “it’s a secret.” HELLO?! YOU WOULDN’T LIKE IT VERY MUCH IF SOMEBODY WAS TALKING CRAP ABOUT YOU TO ME AND THEN I WOULDN’T TELL YOU!! OR WOULD YOU YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE I HOPE IT ACTUALLY HAPPENS TO YOU SO YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS!! AND YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD TELL ME!! THAT’S BASICALLY A PROMISE And finally, to the bitch who is talking shit about me; HOW DARE YOU?!? YOU ARE DEFINITLY NOT WORTHY OF BEING ANYWHERE CLOSE YOU ME YOU AREN’T EVEN WORTH HALF OF WHAT I’M WORTH AT LEAST I DON’T GET FUCKING HEADLICE EVERY TWO SECONDS, AND AT LEAST I HAVE GOOD FUCKING HYGEINE (hint hint WASH YOU HAIR? BRUSH YOUR TEETH?) take this as a hint and GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE ONCE AND FOR ALL!! GOD I’M SICK OF YOU AND EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU
So, I’m not talking to basically anyone except Teisha, Sean, Jamie, and people who I’m NOT mad at. At for the sorry saps who happened to get on my bad side; sucks to be you. You’re retarded enough to get in this current position, and don’t even THINK of talking to me at all; I’ll be busy IGNORING YOU
I don’t know how it happened, but now for some reason I’m depressed. Of course it doesn’t help that I’m a walking accident.
I don’t want to hurt her feelings, but everytime I hang around with her, and when I’m actually her friend (no names… yet), it seems I’m depressed. I really dunno why. But it seems that I’m ugly, I’ll never have a chance with any guy, I’m a loser, I’m weird, I suck at absolutly everything I do, absolutly everything’s against me, even the stupid computer! God, even Andy’s basketball seems to have something against me; it sprained my finger! It’s hurting right now, only cause I’m using it to type with, but the pain doesn’t bother me like it usually does.
It’s kind of satisfying… I deserve the pain. I’m such an asshole, nobody deserve to have to deal with me, I’ve been being mean to my entire family and the don’t deserve to have to be put through the shit that I put them through. Literally. I’m not worth it, I’m uselss.
And it doesn’t help that I’m starting to see Natasha Hurlburt again in my dreams. In this dream I’m invisible, and I’m watching her fight her mom, and then she storms out of the room and goes into her room and cries. I sit next to her and try to comfort her, but it has no effect. I watch her walk over to her drawer and pull out a rope. She stands there and stares at it, and then she walks over to her closet, opens it, and looks at the bar inside that holds her hanged clothes. Then I watch with panic as she wraps the rope around the pole, and ties it into a noose. Then she looks at it and looks at her room one more time. I’m trying to pull her away, to grab her arm, but my hand keeps passing through it. I watch helplessly as she grabs a box, stands on it, and slips her head through the noose. I’m screaming for her to stop it, just wait a minute, let me be heard so I can help! She steps off of the box and strangles herself to death.
I can’t help thinking that the dream might of been what really happened before her mother found her. keep thinking that I should of tried to help, and even if I barely knew her, she still had a place in my heart for being so patient with me when I was younger. But I’m not to only one who blames herself for it… My best friend Teisha thinks that too. And my other friend (the one that seems to be causing the depression) is making up all this bullshit on what happened which is all a lie. I’ve heard the same story from several other sources, and I’m not going to belive a word she says. None of it.
But it’s also kinda scary, cause I had that dream two days before it happened.
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