There was a bird! In the hallway today between sixth and seventh period!
A bird! It flew over my head! *immensely cheered, though I'm starting to feel like Mr. Cellophane*
"'Cause you can look right through me, walk right by me, and never know I'm there."
Oh, and I started trying to read the fourth Darren Shan book. There's a SIX YEAR gap between books three and four! And Darren's still a little boy, while Evra's a grown snake-man! It's both sad and slashtacular. I feel bad for Darren. I hope he makes some more close friends. Although... he and Mr. Crepsley are pretty tight. Although, I guess they have to be. Whether they want it or not. it's still cute though
I've been a morose motherfucker lately, haven't I? Well, that's okay. Because I [heart] my mood swings, yo. I [heart] the chemical imbalance in my brain that makes me want to hurt myself and (only occasionally, mind you) other people.
Watch me feed off of it. The emotional vampire. I have almost a hundred scars now.
Heart of Darkness is boring and weird. Mr. Conrad, the 'consummate racist.' Well, whatever. And stupid Austin. He totally ruined my bird moment today. I mean... BIRD! In the hallway! *still very excited* BIRD!
So today, I'm sitting at the table eating dinner and I realize there's a YM magazine sitting on the table. With Elijah Wood on the cover. And then I remember that I'd signed up for a free one year subscription to YM for some reason. And hot damn was it ever a challenge not to squee in front of my dad over the fact that I now have tangible pretty pictures of 'Lijah. Even if the gorgeous picture on the cover is marred by the words "Woo-hoo! He's single". *rolls eyes* And the article bugs me because they make some really nasty assumptions about his relationship to his father and his love life. And he looks so... how should I put this?... freaky-geeky. He reminds me of a slightly more alternative version of Michael D. Which is abso-fucking-lutely hilarious. Even the uber-politeness is Michael. Michael... who needs to get laid. Elijah... who needs to get laid (By Dom... or Viggo... did I type that? Whoopsies). *shakes him* Must... get... over... Franka. Ah!
I'm so sick of hearing the 'couples' conversation about Valentine's Day. "Where are you going, what are you getting each other?" Puke, puke, puke. Lauren S. says she's going to go out on Saturday and buy a pound of chocolate at half-price and eat it all by herself. I say, I'm just going to find some porn for Friday. It'll be great. Chocolate and Playgirl.
"The world is in couples and only couples can hear each other speak." D'you think I miss being in Voices much? I keep on quoting it. I've been spoiled for high school drama. I'll never do it again. I'm so... I dunno. Elitist. Haha.
I've finally heard the Russian Lesbian song! I lurff it!