Halloween post fail.

Happy Halloween.

What comes to mind when you hear "Halloween"?
Kids dressed up, going door to door trick-or-treating?
Sexy costume parties?
Handing out candy or just sitting at home watching spooky movies all night?

I remember when I was little, Halloween was almost never mentioned.
I guess because I lived in the mountains of NC.
And almost no one there celebrated Halloween? Least not that I knew of, and we hardly ever celebrated, until I was about 11.
And we lived in a very big suburban area, that's when I really got to actually go trick-or treating for the first time.
I enjoyed it, dressing up and getting candy.
What a great Holiday?!

I don't get why a lot of people don't celebrate Halloween, it's not a bad holiday.
It's just a time to get dressed up and have some fun?

This Halloween though, I'm not going to get dressed up.
And I'm not really going to get and do anything fun, I'll probably just stay up late and watch spooky movies and try and creep myself out.
But the thing is, I normally laugh at horror movies.
Mostly because the people in them are completely stupid and do the opposite thing they're supposed to do to survive.
"Oh look! There's a creepy dark basement! We should go down there and see what's in there!"

Yeah dumb ass, go ahead. And then I get to watch your stupid self scream while the killer chases you through the house, or traps you in the basement.

Sometimes I actually yell at the people on TV about how stupid they are.
Unless it's like on Last House on the Left, that movie bothered me a bit.
But only during the scene where the bastard dude rapes the main-star-chica.
Wanted to cut his balls off right then.
But they got what they deserved, except at the end I think her Dr.Dad could've made the guy's torture last a bit longer.
I would've made it last longer, but oh well.
Beggars can't be choosers, hmm?

Anyway about trick or treating.
I was never really happy with the candy selection I'd get!
Everyone always hands out chocolate, like Reese's peanut butter cups, Snickers, Baby Ruths.
That's just not my kind of candy, I'm not really a peanut butter, chocolate, caramel, mint type person.
So I'd always end up giving more than half of my stash to my family, because those candies just make me want to throw up.
Especially Hershey's bars.
Just the smell of those makes me feel sick!

I'm trying to find some good spooky music, and why does the weather have to be so nice today?!
I wish it was more cloudy and over-cast. Add some rain, be perfect.
Still recovering from a drought...

Today just doesn't really feel like Halloween.
I kind of wish we lived in a more populated area.. be able to go trick or treating, or hand out candy.. Or throw a Halloween party or go to one.

But noooo... we live in the middle of nowhere, where almost no one celebrates Halloween.

I should get a good creepy book to read, nothing better than a good book.
Especially one with a creepy plot.
I love a good mystery.

Maybe I'll look more into starting my server for Minecraft today.
I don't have much else to do anyway..

I keep getting distracted, I'll have to write a better post later.

Eh, well...

Sitting here, listening to music.
Trying to distract myself from...Boredom.
I guess..
Yesterday was alright.
Woke up at 5:40am, after falling asleep at like 3am.
Got up, I was the first up.
We had to get up anyway, we were headed to Tyler. A town that's about 2 and a half hours from where we are.
I pulled out some jeans, and a tee.
Got dressed, and walked out of my room to grab myself something to drink.
As I walked through the foyer into the living room, Mrs.Z. was up and walking past me.
Said good morning.
And continued on my way into the kitchen.
Grabbed a drink, and started finish getting ready.
Made sure the dog's would be fine, sent my neighbor a long ass text message saying how to feed the animals.
Gave Dryer Venti a treat, since I wouldn't see her and I knew she'd be stuck outside with Tuggems. The bitchiest cat I think we've ever had, she's mentally crazy.
Vet told us so.
Her actual name.
Sugar Bugar.
Did I name her?
No...
Who did?
Mr.A. if you can believe that.

Anyway, so we hit the road, long ass drive.
But the scenery was alright.
Met with Aunt R.
At the hotel... and then we checked in, then headed out to restaurant, to grab some lunch.
Chuy's, the Mexican restaurant was chosen.
Was fine with me, I love salsa and they had epic Chili con Queso.

But anyway, we went to the zoo after that.
The animals I wanted to see most were of course off exhibit.
Then the skating rink was fucking closed.
So....we stayed and played board games, which we'd picked up at Target before we'd gotten back to the hotel.
We had adjoined rooms, so little sister climbed in with Aunt R. and Mrs.Z. took one of the double beds.
So I had a bed to myself.
Mrs.Z. was apparently burning up, so she set the air at 60...
How fun, huh?
I couldn't sleep well.
I hardly ever do, but anyway...
Hotels creep me out..
Was a long drive back home.
Really glad to be back home to be honest...

I laugh at the random conversations I have.

Had a weird, awkward fun conversation with my friend.
Haha. Yeah...

Anyway onto something I can speak of better at the moment.
SERVERCRAFT.
The evil, horrifically slow serviced Minecraft wannabe hosters.

They say they're great and easy to use, and that they're customer service is wonderful.
Well, that's a bunch of BULLSHIT.
It takes hours upon hours to receive an email back from them with help, they don't have a "live-chat" customer service.
Like this other server hosting site I think I shall look into.
Anyway what started my extreme dislike of Servercraft was this....

STORY TIME, grab your tea and shut the hell up and read!!?

Okay, so yesterday afternoon or evening.
It was about okay, well I forgot exactly when it was between 4 and 6pm?!
But anyway, it was outside with cloud cover and a cool breeze, well it was cool in general but especially with the breeze.
I doing my usual thing, chatting, listening to music, being bored.
All that fun stuff and such, well then I started looking at the server sites again, and of course the good site I'm looking at now couldn't have shown up until after all my BS with Servercraft.
Anyway back to what i was saying...
I was checking out the options, prices, and asking people what they thought. (People as in the people I was chatting with, and who also play Minecraft, most of that thanks to me.)

Anywho...

So I finally decided on one, because everyone thought it looked uberrrrific and shit.
So I'm like, okay?!
So I go to ask Mrs.Zilla about it and explain shit to her.
It was kind of like...
"Well, it's got these features, the price seems pretty alright...etc...etc.."
What Mrs.Z. probably heard was, "Blah, blah blah, cost money, blah blah, fun, blah blah, try, blah blah please?"
So she nods and gives the a o-kaaaayy.

(She despises computers, internet, pretty much anything technological)
Oh....(Except the tv, she seems to like that.)

Back to what I was saying.
So I get all excited like a kid in a candy shop with a 50 dollar bill.
Basically bouncing with excitement, so I snatch up the evil device known as a purse which as a girl I apparently must have, and which I DO have to have it, but I only take it when I have to.

Which is a complicated story, blah blah blah.
Anyway, so I grab my wallet and open it up, find my nifty-difty card of uberness.
I get my internet (OH GOOD FUCKING STORY FOR AFTER THIS!)
(If I don't forget later, I'm a bit distracted, also a bit complicated)
ANYWAY...

What was I saying...
Right! Server nonsense.
So I get myself all set up on the site of absolute wretchedness, which I did not know it to be at the time.
Sucks huh?
But I got myself set up, and get a long bullshit email saying basically, "We're working on your server now, blah blah blah, should be ready in less than 24/7.
So I waited, and waited, and waited...
Finally at like 12am I got an email saying your server is working, so I log into the control panel website thing, and look around. Expecting the easy thing they said there would be. What I got instead was a laggy bullshit of a page full of tiny tabs and those tabs were full of more tabs, and then some tabs took you to different sites while other tabs took you to fucking files you weren't supposed to fuck up.
So I play around with it, and mess with it, and look it over.
(Is this sounding extremely wrong to anyone else? I'm insanely corrupted right now.)

But anyway!
I keep losing my train of thought from, music, horror movie on the tv, IM's and text messages. o.o

But yeah...
So then all of a sudden I click on this certain tab and it says I need authorization and ask me for Username and Password.
So I'm like...okay?
I enter the Username and Password and nothing fucking happened.
The screen reloaded, and then I try again and it does the same exact thing.
I did this about 20 fucking times before I marched my happy ass over to the "submit a ticket" place.
(AKA, send all bitching messages here tab)
So I send a "ticket" and I'm like, WTF HELP.
I said more than that, but oh well?!
So  then I wait....and wait...and then I figure out the problem on my own?!
I was like fuck you people.
Fucking slower than a two legged turtle.

So I get the thing to respond and then I go to use my server IP and I type it into the Multiplayer direct connect tabby doodle.
And it says...."BAD ID PACKET."
So then.... I am annoyed, angry and frustrated and in a bitchy ass mood.
So I try a few more times, then send another fucking bitch ticket.
AND WAIT...
But it was about 1-2am by then.
I was annoyed and starting to feel the zombie effects.

*grabs Dr.Pepper*
Remembering all this shit is ticking me off again, and making me thirsty!

Anyway.
So I get off and I'm like fuck it, I'll bother myself with it tomorrow..
Which I did..
For hours and then more problems showed up and more and more.
So I was like, BITCH TICKET TIME.
I sent them a ticket demanding the refund they promise.
And I knew I'd be in for a wait.
So myself and a few Minecrafting buddies went and fucked around on it.
Till the server was disabled a few hours later.
And I got an email, saying.
"Sorry we couldn't assist you further, your refund should arrive within a few business days and you will no longer be charged."
Basically... if I don't get the refund and the refund was never an option in the first place it would've been like this....
"Thanks for sending us your money, we're kind of like those claw machines at stores and restaurants, that you feed your dollar bills and coins into. Trying to get that one fucking stuffed animal that you or your friend/kid/family member wants SO DAMN BAD. So you try and you try and you try and then you fucking rage and when you do rage if at that time you had a crowbar or a baseball bat.
You'd take it and smash the machine into itty-bitty-teeny-weeny little pieces and then set it on fire and watch all of it BURN."    

I feel so much better after letting my vented rage out!
Would've been better if I could've taken a baseball bat to a car or something...but this works too!

So....Next story which I haven't forgotten!@
My internet no less than an hour ago, had a fucking fail.
It was like, it was trying to climax, but then it passed out.
So basically it got fucked over.
And then I had to close my internet down and then wait for it to reconnect and then open up the browser window again.
Enter all my fucking webpages and then watch it all lag again, and go "HAHA, fuck you, bitch!"
So then I raged a bit, and it started working.

But yeah.... This picture fits how I felt.

My Annoyed, bitchy, GTFO picture?!

Too tired, wth?

I'm so tired, it's not even funny.
It's still early?!
I guess my 3-4hours is catching up to me.
Because I'm just fucking exhausted.

Also have a headache, not sure if it's from being so damned tired or from not having eaten much today.
Probably a combination of both.

....Hmm.
I'm really so tired I can't even think of what I wanted to say earlier.
Guess I should've started this a lot earlier...
But how was I supposed to know I'd run into a brick wall of thick exhaustion?!

Maybe I'll hit that stage where I'm so tired that I'm not tired...

The zombie stage as my friend calls it.

Maybe I should just go to sleep early... and try and catch up on sleep.
I'm supposed to get up early and do the fucking rodeo tomorrow.
(I'll explain that later, probably tomorrow. Since I get ticked off every time we have to do it.)

Anyway...Off to deciding what to do..

Madness...I had a cool name, Madness Monday, but it's 2:54am that I'm posting, so it's technically not Monday anymore...

Well, last night was shit.
Today was...Kind of shitty.

Didn't speak about what happened Sunday, Mr.J. paid me back and left.
I guess he couldn't stand the thought of dealing with Mr.A. for any extended period of time.
He was out quicker than it took him to move in.

I want tea...

But anyway, didn't sleep worth a shit last night.
And my iPod and blogger fucked me over at about 1-2am.
I wrote out a blogpost, because I couldn't sleep. (I laid down early because I was feeling like shit and everyone I was supposed to get up early-ish.)
But yeah, I wrote out a post on how I was feeling and such, and then my iPod and blogger lagged... iPod kicked me off the app and blogger didn't save the draft.
So I was like, fuck it...

I stared at the wall for a few hours.. since I didn't want to do anything, yet I couldn't sleep.
Then I finally passed out at like, 3-4.
And then!
Tio, the wonderful cuddle buddy of mine.
Was not cuddling and keeping me warm under the covers.
He was standing by the door, barking quietly at me to get the fuck up.
And I looked at my phone to see what time it was...5:48am.
Well, that's fucking wonderful, Tio.
Thanks a lot!

So I had to get up, out of my warm, comfortable, "nest" of pillows.
And go out into the chill morning to chain Tio up, but fuck it.
His chain was too far for me to get up again when he started barking from getting cold.
Because I sure as hell wasn't dressing him.
So I snatched the chain of  the post and hooked it up on the bush that's near my window.

So like I knew would probably happened, by the time I zombie walked myself back to bed and got snuggled back into my pillows and blankets.
He started barking.
I seriously thought about leaving him out there, but his skinny ass would freeze and I'd feel bad.
And I knew he'd snuggle right into the covers as soon as I got him inside, so I got up, flung open my window.
Snatched his skinny self up and threw him on the bed, slammed the window and laid back down.

I dozed back off pretty quickly, only to be awoken by Mrs.Z. shortly after that.
Saying, "It's his last day here, get up."
So... I had to get up, luckily I wasn't as exhausted as I should've been.
So I had to deal with them, and then get ready to take the long, boring ass drive to the airport.
I wasn't getting away with not going this time.
So we went to eat at Joe's Crab Shack, which is about 5 minutes from the airport.
It was quite disappointing in my opinion, but they seemed to like it.

So then we dropped Mr.A. off at the airport.
I can't say I was sad about it, maybe it makes me a bad person. But I don't mind that he works out of town.

And then we drive to my Mrs.Z.'s friend's house, who lives in that general area.
At least it didn't take as long as it normally does.
So then we have the long ride home.

Got home after dark, we're all worried about Tio who got left outside because we didn't expect to be gone that long...
But he was fine and shit.

I learned about Omegle.com today..
Quite an interesting site.
Met an interesting person who wanted to "play out a story" with me.
Gave me the plot then just said to wing it, so we did.
Was pretty weird.
But entertaining too.
Talked to Paul, then he went to sleep and such.
Then I've been talking to Andy and Liam, just joking around.

I'd give more detail except it's 2:45am.
The sleepless night/nights are steadily catching up with me, and yeah...

I'm about ready to head to my nest of pillows..
Curl up and chat a bit more on my iPod then pass out.

Liam disappeared, not sure what he said before he did.
But now Raden is entertaining himself with Skype emotes.

Oh there's Liam, and now Raden is trying to get me to make little "stories" with the emotes too.
Ah-ha!

The mystery of the disappearing Liam has been solved.
Apparently his Mrs.Z. throws crazy morning godzillabitch fits toooo.

Fuck me.
I'm getting into bed, my knee hurts and I, well i just love my pillows.
Can't have too many of them to be honest!

Time4nest0fpillowstimeeee.

Fuck

People are so full of shit.
I don't get it...
I'm not supposed to talk to people?
Unless it's a certain person or some shit?
That's retarded.
Majorly retarded.

I just don't get why people try to control me, or tell me how to act, or who I should be, who I can or can't talk to...
That's just a bunch of shit.

I'm not just going to let someone say who I can talk to or who I can be friend's with.

Fuck that shit.

Am I wrong to want to rebel from something like that?
Am I wrong to think it's wrong?
Am I wrong to think that's full of shit??

I don't try to control who people talk to, or who they're friend's with.
So WTF?

Whatever...

Blehhhhh

Feel like shit.
Feel like shit.
Feel like shit.
Oh and,
Did I mention I feel like shit?
Oh.. I did?
Well once more won't hurt..
I feel like shit!

Lying in bed, using my iPod to blog...
Because I didn't last night...
And I didn't feel like sneaking onto my laptop like the epic witch ninja I am.
So yeah...
Blogging on the pod..
Fun...
I normally always end up getting fucked over by auto-correct...
It will probably happen this time too.

Have a headache.. Had it for a few hours now, took something for it.
Didn't help much.
Waiting for Monday, when Mr.A. Leaves, or he's supposed to.
I'm always worried something will prevent him from leaving.
Watching some fucked up movie on Syfy called Halloween...

Mrs.Z. And sis attacked me earlier, wouldn't fuck off for like, an hour or so.

Haven't really been able to chat with anyone.. And no ones made me feel better..
My own fault I feel like shit I guess, but it helps if I talk to someone who makes me laugh or something.
But oh well...
I wonder how tomorrow will be...

Daa daa daaa!

Well, well, it's 10:00pm exactly.
I just finished putting books on the kindle my sister just got and then I put a few more on mine.
Now she's asking me a million questions, about books and fonts and such.
Just read the damn instructions or the fucking books I put on there!
Gosh!
Anyway....Drama on the facebook was a flying, what with "Mashley" possibly finally telling the truth.
Random gossip many people have assumed was true, I especially believed it when I "voice chatted" once.

But let's leave this drama fuckshit alone for the moment, doesn't really even matter.

I'm using Google Chrome at the moment, Maxxi was talking to me about it last night when I was on call with Liam, Max, and Paul. On Skype...Yes... I started using Skype recently, I couldn't believe it either.

But Paul had left by the time we started blabbing about Google Chrome, Liam's old, old millllion year old computer, and how Max wants "alienware" and about how Max needed to get a better fucking Mic.

So much fun, huh?~

I stayed up late, but not late enough, I was just so damn tired and it's a good thing I did lay down when I did because my mom was up soon after that.
I would've been fucked if she knew I'd been up.

At least I didn't have to wake up and go to the airport, and little sis' still won't shut upppp!

I've been sketching a bit today, started working on a landscapers.
It's looking pretty good, still working on the forest part.

I felt like shit today but I caught up on a lot of sleep. o.o

Haven't been sleeping well, as I've complained about a million times now.
But yeah....

I'm only on my laptop at the moment because Mr.A. is asleep, and I wasn't wanting to try and write a post on my iPod...Done it before but it's just so much easier if I type it than if I stare at my iPod touch's screen and hope it doesn't fuck me over with some shitty auto-correction fail.
Like it has before. <.<

My sister is trying to suffocate the cat because she just came inside from outside and back into my room, which my window is open with a mini-fan sitting on the windowsill blowing the air inside my room.
Because I think it feels amazingly nice outside, especially after all this hot-dry-drought weather.
We still need rain, but at least it's not so fucking hot.

It feels so nice typing after having been chatting on my iPod all day, bored out of my mind!?

Well, little sister left again.
Dryer Venti is trying to straighten her hair out, quite indignant she is
She's just so adorableeee.
Btw....LIAM GET A FUCKING CAMERA, I WANT TO SEE TOASTY!

 I'm tired....?
What the heeeelll....
I slept enough, I shouldn't still be tired, for fucks sake.

I still need to read.. I never did, I got side tracked by sketching.
I guess that's what I'll be doing with my night-owl hours.

Trying to talk another friend into starting a blog, still trying to convince Raden and Liam..
Liam just keeps saying "maybe" psssh...

He'd like it more than likely if he  would just try it.
Paul seems to like it, he keeps bitching about college.
He's way too stressed out. >.>
And I thought I worried a lot.

Oh she's back...

She just threw Dryer Venti off the fucking bed -.-
That's not going to fly.
All she said was "I set her...well, erm.."

Then Tio barked at the door so I told her to let him in.
She needs to go read somewhere else >.>

Dryer was on the bed before she was.

Oi. My laptop wasn't charging, the cord's been bitching for like months now.
But I still know how to tease it into working.
But normally one of the dog's fucks it up and I don't notice till the laptopers about to die.

Liam just called me.
He's making me want tea.
The bastard.
Just kidding, Liam!
But seriously...I want tea.

Tooomorroooowwww...

What will tomorrow bring?
Well, probably a bunch of shit.
Mr.A. is getting home and Mrs.Z. wants Mr.J. out on Sunday.

What kind of shit storm shall I see and complain about later I wonder?!
It'll be irritating and interesting to find out.

I've had a headache all fucking day and it's just not really going away.
Took Advil for it and everything, nothing seems to help it!
It'll go away sooner or later, but it'd be nice if it was sooner than later...

Headache's are irritating dickheads.

I don't think I have to go to the airport at least, terribly long boring ass drive...
I've been on that drive way too many times.

Feels like something's in my head and pounding away with a fucking sledge hammer, ffs....!

Anyway...

I have really no idea what to say right now.
Paul fucked up on his post just now though, kind of funny.

I'm in almost every thing he post <.<

He's such a noob.

My friend thinks I should make the Minecraft server I plan on starting a role-playing server.
He tossed out a few ideas and I jokingly mentioned a zombie apocalypse and his imagination just went into over drive.
Sending me 5-6 text at once that are all mixed up about ideas he has and such.
I mean yeah, cool idea..Zombie apocalypse, who doesn't like that?

Well, I suppose people who don't like zombies...But yeah...
Most people enjoy a good zombie, film and or game, story, blah blah blah.

I don't know, I might do it. But going from never having started a server before to starting and managing a role-playing-zombie-apocalypse-server.
Seems a bit much, hmm?
At least I think it does...
But he said he'd help, but still.
I might just start out survival, and then the friends I invite can help me build up a bit and then maybe we'll think about starting a zombie apocalypse.

I can't even really worry about any of that right now, got too much shit to worry about for the next few days..What with Mr.A. going to be home and having to deal with all the drama Mr.J. causes.
I wonder how Mr.A. is going to react when he gets home, especially after our last phone conversation and such.
Be quite interesting I suppose...

I don't know, just have to wait and see, like I said.

I'm planning on reading the Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien over the next few days.
Since I won't be able to get on my laptop and such, I have to keep myself entertained somehow.
Besides Liam said it was a good book so I might as well read it, I told him to read Clan of the Cavebears. The book series that I love and actually got me started on reading.
Started on that series when I was about 12-13.
Absolutely love it, I read it about 4-5 times a year. Bit much I know, but I just love it.
The story never gets old.

I'm so tired... didn't really sleep, psssh... what am I saying? I haven't been sleeping well for ages now, haha...
Oi this damn headache...

I really want something sweet... why is it whenever I want something sweet, we don't fucking have anything?!

Okay...time for my, make-myself-feel-better-ragetime!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck and FUCK.

There, I feel a bit better.
I should go outside and scream fuck over and over.
Then I'd probably feel really good! Sense cursing is a proven pain reliever and such.
But that might offend the goody-goody perfectly Christian neighbors.

I am not in a very good mood if you can't tell, feeling like shit all day tends to do that to people, so yeeeeeaaaaahhhh....

Eurotrip just came on, such a stupid movie. But it's funny... in a very stupid way.

OH AND!
I learned something new from Liam yesterday!
There's a dance called Skankin'.
That just, it's hilarious.... I laughed at that for a while.
It's just so weird, I know I could never do the "skank."
The meaning of the word just makes the "dance" impossible for me.

I could and never want to try.
CAN YOU SKANK?!

I think I'm going to go raid the fridge or something... maybe find something good to eat, maybe grab some tea...something....

Hey you.

Yes you...
The one reading this post.
Did you know, you need to start a blog?!
Did ya?!

Well you do, and no it's not like writing a letter!
And it'd keep me up to date on what's up and then I can hear some of your thoughts?!
So yes...You need to start one, and I'm going to keep bugging you until you do :]

Sooo... Might as well get it over with, huh?! <3

Why?

I get asked that simple question a lot.
Why?
Just that one word can have a huge effect on things.
People ask themselves that question more than once.

I'm asking myself that question right now.
Why do I feel like this?
Why can't I stop it?
Why am I here?
Why am I asking myself why?

Yeah the question list goes on, and on, and on.

My friend said self criticism is the worst.
Yet I can't help but play the critic in my own movie.
Watching myself go through life, wondering what's around the corner or what's the next big plot in the story.

No way to really answer that, no way to fast forward.
Just kind of have to keep going through this slow paced part, and wonder how much longer it'll last.
Hoping a better action scene is up next, the drama gets old and so does the same scene over and over.

I found a song I really like today.
It keeps making me think about things though, well it's probably not really the song. It's just the timing.
Stressed out, more than usual lately.
Yeah I shouldn't be stressing, or worrying. But how do I quit?
Mr.A. is getting home on Thursday, and Mr.J. and Mrs.Zill are still uptight and prickly.
Can't fix everything, but I can at least help keep things a bit calmer and keep it from escalating.

Wondering how the rest of the year will play out, and what the new year will bring.
Mr.J. is only supposed to be here for 2weeks.
It'll be a much shorter time if he keeps pulling those stupid ass moves.

He keeps talking about how the world is fucked up, and we have no idea.
He's wrong there.
I know more than he thinks.
He complains about no one knowing him, but he automatically assumes he knows everyone.
How's he going to get anywhere like that?

He acts like he's the only one who's ever dealt with tough shit and he complains and whines.
And then when someone tries to help or talk to him, he spits in their face.
Don't complain and act like you want help if you're going to do that.
That's just being an ignorant dumb ass.

But oh well, it's not my problem.
Oh wait... it kind of is, since you're in my house.
I don't appreciate how you act towards Mrs.Z.
You come to us for help and then try to be a douche and say get the fuck off, I don't need help?
Bullshit, you've got some fucking nerve.
Hopefully you learn to watch your step, because you're on a thin line.
You'd hate to fall.

Nothing I can do if you step wrong and fall off into the jaws of Mr.Ass.

Besides you don't need "help."
So why should I even care?

I can't help but wonder how many other people out there are like you, more than likely.
It's a lot more than you think.

You probably think I don't remember all the shit I've been through, especially in my younger years.
That's where you'd be wrong... So don't just tread lightly in front of Mr.A. and Mrs.Z.
Because I do remember, and I know I'll never forget.

Which is kind of shitty, because most of the time it sucks to remember.

Well, I'm hungry...
Time for some ramen and tea.

Buzzkill then woah?!

Well, I was feeling good, in a hyper-ish mood..
Listening to music, wanting to go dancing.
Then people have to fuck me over and ruin my mood.
It's not like I get hyper and happy feeling very often, come on people?!

But I guess if I didn't have people to piss me off all the time I wouldn't have things to bitch about and come up with things like, I think you're g-string is too far up your ass.
And stuuffff....

But still, I was enjoying my hyper mood!
I haven't been hyper in ages, damn people.

Well this post was interrupted by Mrs.Zilla and Mr.J. in a "heated discussion" and me being the peacemaker.
Well I went and made everything chill with Mr.J. and told him a good way to calm down Mrs.Zill.
So we go back inside and she's on the phone with Mr.Ass.
Who had been on a conference call with both of them, all quite stupid really.
Anyway, Mr.J. and Mrs.Zill make up, give a hug and then Mrs.Zill who is on the phone, right?
Well Mr. Ass wants to talk to Mr.J.
Knowing the way Mr.Ass acts, I was like, well fuck. This is just going to stir the shit storm up even more, FOR FUCKS SAKE.

So I got on the phone with him and he starts raging at me.
And saying that I wasn't a part of this shit and I said no...I am part of this shit, because you aren't here, Mrs.Zill is the only one here, y'all are arguing over the phone.
AND I AM HERE.
And this is part of my fucking problem because this is my fucking house.
So I will take care of this shit.
And he kept raging but I wasn't going to take it anymore, so I put him in his place and he even said so.
I felt pretty cool afterwardss.
First time I've ever really stood up to him, and especially over something like this.
I fixed the whole situation because I had my bitch pants on and wasn't going to take that shit.
So....
Being a bitch isn't always bad!
Especially when dealing with an asshole who thinks he's in control of the entire fucking world.

Don't fuck with meee?!

I wonder what tomorrow will be like....

October, October, why must you fuck me over?

Alrighty...
Where shall I start for my last couple of shitty days, and not just regular shitty. But likeee, when you reallly, really, really, really, really, really...really...really...really, really, reallly....
Really...
Really..REALLY want like, tea or whatever you like in the morning. So you get really excited you get out of bed.
Go pee...

Because everyone has to pee in the morning!
Anddd...
Then you make your way to the kitchen, and find out, that you're out of what you wanted!
So then it ruins you're whole Fan-fucking-tastic morning!

I don't know about anyone else, but when I get excited about tea in the morning and then find out I don't have any motherfucking tea, I get so sad!
Well not sad...More like amazingly ticked off.
AND THEN..
I don't want anything else...so I just grab a bottle of water and steam about not having my tea and being irritated about having to start the damn day.
(BLOGPOST MAKES ME ANGRY!...It doesn't want to fucking cooperate and put the pictures where I fucking want.....So just pretend you see cute adorable fluffy kittens attacking each other like epic ninjas!)
...(I'll figure out the posting pictures shit...eventually....sometime...later...I guess..)

Anyway today, was the shittiest of all I think, well it's a tie... Between Saturday and today...!
BECAUSE....
On Friday, my half brother moved in right?
Well, he didn't get there till like 10:30-11pm.
LIKE WHAT THE FLYING FUCK, DUDE?!
Coming to my house and you can't even show up earlier?!

What if I wanted to go to sleep, but I couldn't! Because I was waiting on you're slow-poke ass!

And then...Saturday morning, I couldn't even sleep in.
Oh nooo!
I had to be woken up, and then watch YOUR SON. Allllllll daaaaamn, day.
I love my nephew, yes....
But you're supposed to be spending time with him, so who cares if you had to unload a "bit" of stuff from your car?!
And then!
You take like a 3 hour nap, while I'm tired as fuck...and watching your kid?!
I can't even tell him what not to do, because you think he's sensitive?!
Bullshit, bullshit, bull-fucking-shit.

But whatever....I shall not say anything to YOU.
..
...
....
.....
......
Yet...

But today... Oh today was bad...

My kitty, Bluffems, managed to climb her way into our truck, get stuck somewhere.
And....Die...when my mom started the truck, because she didn't know she was in there.
Now...The dealership is closed on Sundays.
So we can't even do anything about it, until tomorrow.
She was such a pretty cat...
In the picture, Bluffems is on the left and Dryer Vent is on the right. ):
R.I.P. Bluffems. <3


It's like losing Tippy all over again...That damn truck has killed two kittens now.
Well, cats...But they weren't even a year old...They were born late April, early May.
They were still babies to me..

Anyway... Let's move onto some completely different shit.

I want to start my own Minecraft server, and I think I'm going to do it..
Because...
No other fucking server I've been on has made me happy.
Except for the one I was on when my friend's friend started it.
I was mod, 'cause I'm just badass like that.
But anyway, then they just like forgot about the server or didn't care.
And it just went to shit...With all the updates, we got a new world. (For what reason? I have no idea the server owner was just, fucking around I guess.)

So I'm planning on starting my own soon.
And it's going to be epic.
I hope.

Had a fun time last night, talked to Liam while I did a quest on Runescape.
(Yes I am quite the nerdy gamer bitch. But Liam is way nerdier than I am?!)
(And so is Paul, just for the record)
Unless..
It comes to Minecraft, then I'm way nerdier about it than them and shit.
'Cause Minecraft is just awesome and I love it.

I've gotten off track again...
Anyway...
Runescape..
Quest..
Yeah, okay.
So talking on Mic with Liam and just having a good ol' time while he laughs at me for raging, because I despise quest and this one was amazingly stuuuupid.

Jumping onto a subject I forgot to mention..
Mrs.Zilla, was a complete bitch today and just RAGED.
And I mean a bitching, cussing fight that made me upset and made her upset, and everyone was just fucking upset.
A lot of it was because of losing Bluffems and the stress with Mr.J. (Aka Bro) moving in, and borrowing cigs from her.
AND...He borrowed money from me, he owes me.
He said he'd pay me back by next week, but we'll see?!
If he doesn't he's doomed!

And since Liam reads this I'm going to fuck with him and say I'll use my super badass witchy powers on Mr.J.
And give him bad-luck or some shit.

ANYWAY...Halloween is coming!
What do I plan on doing for Halloween?
I have no fucking clue.

Last year I dressed up as a sexy gypsy, while lil' sis was a Eskimo Princess.
Which wasn't a very good idea since it's normally quite hot here, it gets better in September, October, but still I wouldn't go with an Eskimo outfit choice..
And Mrs.Zilla...what was she?!
She was a crazy axe weilding lady...
Thankfully the axe was plastic.
At least it was last year...
Hopefully she never decides to play around with a real one?!

Paul wants me to help him start a blog..
I wonder how that's going to go, it might be entertaining..
I guess we'll find out..
I should get Raden and Liam to start one!
I've already asked Liam, but he's been a butthead and said no. <.<
I'll just have to keep trying!?!

He will eventually. >.>

He needs to write about Toasty!
Which is his kitten, who sounds amazingly adorable and fluffy and kitteny!
But I haven't seen him because Liam still hasn't gotten a camera!
Bad Liam !
Get a camera, you noob!
<.<

I've been watching "THE WALKING DEAD" all day...
They were having a marathon leading up to the next new season.
Paul and Max, made me watch it.. I've missed a lot.
What with Bluffems disappearing then reappearing, then Mrs.Zilla having her crazy GodzillabitchyfitofRAGE..
Only way to describe it!

Liam is getting impatient to read this...
And I guess I've written enough random shit to make up for the past...4 days?
I think...

SO
anyway... I just found out Mr.J. will be here in about 5-10minutes...
I am not going out there to play peacekeeper again, fuck that shit.
But anyway...Yeah..
Write more blahblahblahshit later.

Somethin' new.

Well, something new is going down on Friday.

My half brother's crazy landlord was threatening to kill him or some shit.
SO he'll be moving in with us for like 2-3 weeks...

That's definitely going to change shit up... It's going to be tense.
Especially once Mr.Ass gets home.
Mrs.Zill's chill is going to be even more up and down now.

I sense an oncoming hurricane o.o

Where's my shelter?!


I wonder how crazy shit is going to get now.
Have to do more cleaning and make sure the guest bedroom is spick and span.

Slept like shit last night.
Had a really fucked up dream.
Wasn't exactly bad, just.... I went through like a bunch of situations and different encounters with different people and or things.

I wanted to go skating this Friday...
DAMMIT.

Full Moon's Corruption.

I'm corrupted, I've got a perverted sense of humor.
But that's not why I feel corrupted right now.

My restless, edgy, unease, is bothering me a LOT right now, it always gets worse when the moon becomes full.
Steadily building until I feel like....Like?
Like what?
I can't explain, it's weird... I feel like I need to be set free or free myself.
But I don't know how.
So fuck me, haha..
Stuck in..I guess place, the same things over and over.
Same shit, different day.

I just feel like punching my wall repeatedly until either the wall crumbles or my knuckles begin to bleed.
Probably both.

I've always been "attuned" to things, but sometimes it's a pain.
Makes me feel like I'm running in circles sometimes.
Makes my mind swirl and my thoughts get lost.

I've lost what I was trying to say.
But oh fucking well.

I've been working on a third story, so I'm working in three stories.
I actually have more than three, but I've been working in these the most.
So...yeah.
It's coming along pretty good I suppose.

If only I could think straight and write....

Dancin' in the dark

I've been busy lately.
Mrs.Zill has had be busy doing yard-work and cleaning the house.
Been tired, had a weird dream a few nights ago, but I don't really remember it.
So I guess it wasn't bad, it was just weird.
I haven't slept enough the past two nights.
But I'll catch up on it sooner or later.

I've been feeling really restless and such.
The full moon is tomorrow.
I always get restless while the moon changes, another weird fact-ish about me.

My friend, Max, showed me a song last night. I'm listening to it at the moment.
It's called In The Dark - Dev. Feat. Flo Rida.
I like it.

I wonder if I'll be able to go rollerblading this Friday...

Haven't been in ages, and I'd love to just go chill and skate around.
It makes me feel relaxed.

I'm not really sure what to say.
I haven't been able to write much lately, and I haven't even been able to think of anything to write.
It irritates me when this happenssss.

AH

Help.
I'm drowning in this mixed up, complicating, fucked up, misunderstood, completely insane, world.
I can't stand people but I need them.
They drive me insane.
I don't know what to do.
I get in trouble for bitching, but I also get in trouble for bottling things up.
SO what do I DO?!

Because I've go no idea anymore.
I can't be helped.
Asking for help is like asking a pile of sand for a glass of water in the fucking desert.
It's crazy and nonexistent.
Yeah, people say they can help.
To an extent I guess they could, but not what I need.
What do I need?
I don't even know, but I'm pretty sure no one could give it to me.

Sometimes I wonder why I keep trying, but then I know I'm doing it for something.
What exactly?
I'm not sure, but it's there...Something that keeps me from pulling my hair out, screaming at the fucking world, and setting something on fire.

I sound like a crazy ass bitch, but you know what? The world made me that way.
So there.
I can't help the events that have made me the way I am, there was nothing I could do about it.
So things have been done, what's done is done.
Nothing to do now except wait for the next thing that's going to happen to happen.
Just take a deep breath and keep going, wondering what crazy ass event is coming next.
But that's okay, just like everything else I'll keep going and survive.
And wonder why?

Sometimes I feel like I'm just in a third person kind of view.
Because I see what's going on, I experience, and I feel it.
But it doesn't feel.... like I'm actually there.
It's hard to explain, and I don't really care to try.
I can't explain something to someone else when I can't even explain it myself.

Sometimes I think about just taking off, just put on my sneakers and start running.
Not looking back, just going.
Where exactly?
I wouldn't really know or care, I'd just be going.
I basically do that now, I'm just running from day to day.
Surviving, but not exactly living.

I can't complain.
At least I am alive, right?
Yeah...
Sometimes I feel like I'm the world's weirdest person, and that no one can and ever will get me or even care to try.
I'm complicated as hell, confused, crazy, misunderstood, never really been understood, lost, etc. Etc. Etc.
The list goes on and on and on and on and on....

Does anyone really care?
Not really.
Do I need to get this shit out anyway?
Yeah, I do.
Writing and music keeps me sane.
It's what helps me live.
I can be what I want when I write, I don't have to be what someone else wants.
It's mine and no one can change that, and I wouldn't care if they tried.
They might be able to control a lot of other things, but some things you just can't.

I can't leave, but I don't want to stay.
I want to stay, but I need to leave...
Does that make much sense?
Kind of, but not really.

I know myself, but I don't.
It's just the way it is.

People are always talking about finding themselves.
How do you do that exactly?
I sure as hell don't know.
And I don't really think you can ever find yourself completely.
There's always going to be something missing... it's just how thing's go...

Onto another night of shitty sleep.

Blankness

I feel so.....so.....BLANK?
I'm not sure really.
I've been feeling pretty shitty all day.
Well, not shitty.
Just blank....Hard to explain.
Why?
I have no damned idea.
I feel so restless as well...
What's wrong with meeee?!

I need to do something or I need something, but what?...

30 post.

30 Post already?!
I'm such a blogging bitch.
I enjoy it though, so who cares.
Well, obviously I care since I'm still writing post...
ANYWAY....

The new member of the family, Gypsy, well she's fitting in quite well. Cleopatra and Tio haven't had any issues with her.
Except I think Cleopatra gets jealous sometimes, because she starts throwing a fit when someone is talking or playing with Gypsy.

Just got  a text message from my budd, Zach.
He hasn't responded in ages.
So I'm surprised he texted me.

Paul's IMing me about his giant pumpkin which weighs like 80lbs. or some such.
I only like to carve pumpkins, otherwise I don't really give a shit.
I don't like pumpkin pie, well any pie actually.
Maybe I just haven't had good pie, or it's just not my thing.
I don't know, but I also don't really like cake.
I'll eat it sometimes, mostly to be polite... But I do enjoy a nice Chocolate Chip Cookie Cake every once in a while.

I'm not much of a pastry or dessert person...

I also found out I write better if I listen to music, it helps me keep myself more on track or in line.
Whatever.
I just write better if I've got some music on.

Apparently Zachness wants to do Minecraft this weekend, with Skype.
Skype is sooo laggy for me.
I don't like it, why can't he get msn?!

But whatever, I'll do it anyway.


I've been listening to Enrique a lot lately, I forgot how much I liked his music till I happen to search him up on Spotify.
Been listening to him for about 3 days now.
Other things too, but mostly him.




Was inviting my best buddies to play Minecraft. <.< I'm not sure how many actually will, but it'll be fun.
Pretty sure Paul.. and Liam will be up for it.

I went for a short jog yesterday evening.
A very short one.
I guess I'd call it more of a sprint.
But it felt nice, it was kind of cool outside.
I loved it.
I should plan a longer run sometime, maybe head up to the park or something.

But last time I went for a run at the park, this creepy truck had pulled up with a full view of the path and just sat there the entire time.
It was like Pedobear waiting to attack !

I actually haven't been back since then, and that was months ago...

I guess I shouldn't worry.
If a pedobeardude tried to attack me, I'd either kick his ass and pull out one of my many pocket knives I carry and tell him to get the fuck off.
Or just take off running.
He won't catch me.

I won't be caught unless I want to be.
It's always been that way.

I've only met two people that could keep up with me, and I haven't seen either of them in years.
Actually, I only still know about one.
I haven't seen the other since I moved.

Good riddance to.

Long story!

I go over too many subjects in one post I think sometimes >.>
But oh well, the mind will wander sometimes it's just best to go along.

I wonder how the rest of today will goo....

Idk what to call this post. There :D

Well, today..
I really fucking need a desk.
I have a small laptop one, but I can't put my wireless mouse on it.
So I stole my sister's computer chair which she doesn't use and put it beside my bed.
With a bit of arranging.
I can sit beside my bed by my window facing the tv, and rest my mouse on the bed.
Now I can see out the window, watch my movies and sit in a chair!
I've just been sitting on my bed when I'm on my laptop, and I'm really done with that.

Watching a movie (well kind of) with little sister.

How to train your Dragon.

(I did put a picture of it in here, but then blogger or my internet decided to hate on me and stopped responding.)

Anyway, I actually enjoy watching (listening) to this movie.
It's pretty cute.
I remember when my sister talked us into going to the movie theater, I had thought it looked kind of stupid and one of those really annoying kid movies.
But it actually turned out pretty cool.

Why do people keep telling me to check Facebook?
I don't enjoy it anymore, it kind of annoys, ticks me off or depresses me when I log in.
Everyone's normally just saying the same shit over and over anywayy.
I'd much rather stick to msn.
But I check Facebook anyway... Because sometimes I just like to see what kind of shit has been stirred up.

Staring out my window... I wish it was raining.
We haven't had nearly enough rain this year.
Been in a drought for ages now.
We've had a teeny tiny itsy bitsy amount of rain.

I keep getting off track here because like a bizillion people are messaging me on msn.
And Paul wants me to watch some stupid video or some such, which he posted on...FACEBOOK.
*rages*

Anyway, I annoyed him because to everything he said I just replied ">.>"  that.
I'm evil, I know....
But it's just so damn fun. Hehe.
I also have other reasons!
But that's for another time....Maybe.

I added them all into one conversation, mwahaha.
Liam, Paul, Max, and myself.
But now I can mostly ignore it and write.
Evil master mind?
Maybe. :]

I've forgotten what I wanted to say though ):
So I didn't jump my plan into action soon enough.
FAIL.

Paul and Max are being creepy.
Why do guys act gay together, I will never know?!
Getting down right weird.
But that's how guys are...hell that's how all people are.
I'll post laterrr.

Hairstylist fail.

OKAY.
I'm kind of annoyed.
I went to get my haircut today....
I showed her a picture of what I wanted, she said she could do it.
What did she do?
Did she fuck up?
Does it look good?
Etc, etc, etc.

She "tried" to cut my hair...No wait, she DID cut my hair.
But she did NOT do it the way it was in the picture.
Now, I forgive her for that.
And it doesn't look bad, it's just not what I wanted.

I told her I wanted bangs, like in the picture.
She said, "Okay, those are called 'sweeping bangs'."
I'm like....Alrighty then....

So razor cut here and there, and then she thinned my "too thick" hair.
And I didn't want that either!
This bitch needs to learn to do as the people paying want.
Not just do what she wants, I mean really.

I wonder if she realizes that the hair she cuts, has to take time to grow back.

I might take scissors to my hair later and cut my own fucking bangs.
BUT....
If it went wrong I'd be pissed off with myself.

I just have to figure out how to style this new cut. -.-

I've got a headache.
Only ate once today, like 20 minutes ago.
So, I failed at eating.
That's why i have a headacheeeee....

But I didn't get many chances to eat since Mrs.Zilla was being a hobo.
AND...
Had to take little sis to some stupid little meeting thing for some stupid thing.
I didn't even need to be there, but of course I had to stay.
Stupidd shit tbh.

Little sis is also getting another chihuahua...
Just another animal I'll get to take care of.
YAY......

I need to chill..
But my chill's a little screwy right now.

SIGHSIGHSIGH....

I guess I'll post more shit later.

Emotion commotionnnnn.

Chatting with Paul and Liam.
Listening to some Skrillex.
Picking up on one or more peoples' feelings and it's sending me into a chaotic whirl of unsure emotions and or feelings.
It hasn't hit me this hard in a while.
Just another crazy whacky thing to add to the list of meeee.

Trying to distract myself, with music, chatting, movie, kitties, and possibly Minecraft.

I feel like... I'm feeling too many things at one time and it's confusing my system and making me run slow.
It's like when you have too many web pages open and you're internet fucks its self over.
Blah blah blahhhhhh.

This fucking crazy.
Driving me insane in an impossibly slow wayyyy.
What the fuck do I do about it?
Nothing 'cause I can't control itttt..
All I can do is close my eyes and sigh.
Another day, another chaotic spin.
Like the roll of the dice,
It decides your future in the game.
You'll either get a lucky spot or a shitty drop.
Who wrote the rules to this fucking game?
All you can do is laugh and flip off this fucked up world.
Rambling now?
You bet, but it keeps me from thinking on one thing too long.
If I pause for even a second the emotions crowd in on me.
Trying to suffocate me!
Their hold is unrelentinggggg.
I sound insane, but aren't we all?
We're all crazy in our own waysss.

All this sounds like a bunch of crazy, randomly put together shit.
But sometimes that's how it is.
Isn't the world a crazy mixed up place?
What do you expect the people to be like?
I mean come on.
If you lived in a fucked up, random, chaotic place.
Then you're probably going to be mixed up and feel like everything's chaotic.

When people ask how I feel, I reply fine or okay.
Because I'm never really sure how I feel normally.
People say I'm complicating.
Well I'm not just complicating to them, I'm complicated to myself.
Sometimes I just need to ramble.
It helps...
Not always, but sometimes.
I get to try and figure out what kind of emotions are running through me atm.
People are always telling me to change, to be more emotional, to open up, to stop being so down.
On and on and on, always telling ME how to be.
Why do they want to change me?
And if they knew how emotional I was, I don't know if they could handle it.
Why don't they think about how maybe they need to change, instead of trying to change everything or everyone else.

Yeah I got crazy ideas, yeah I'm mixed up.
But at least I don't try to change anyone else because of it.
At least no consciously.

Sometimes I think writing and music are the only things that actually help me get through every day.

Yeah I'm lost, but I know I'll survive.
I always have.
Through every shitty fucking thing I've been through.
Yeah some people have been through worse and I'm not saying I'm the worst off person in the world.
But I'm not the best off.
I've got too many thoughts going through my mind.
That's why what I say gets mixed up.
They all try to come out at the same time and it gets hard to keep track.

I need to go for a run.
That always helps clear my mind.
Running through the trees.
Not worrying about people.
Just enjoying the breeze, the feel of my sneakers hitting the ground.
The steady pace of my breathing.
The sun.

Not a damned thing to worry about.
Except maybe falling.
Or twisting your ankle...Getting bit by a snake.
Okay, theree's a lot of things to worry about.
But you don't really think about itt.

Just on the path you're on right that moment.

Not the future,
Not the past,
Just right that second.

Boring nighttt.

Dress Ya Dog thing went pretty well.
I saw all kinds of cute pooches and kitties too!
There was this one adorable kitten of tabbyness and she needed a home.
I couldn't convince my mom to get herrr!
But then once she started to agree.
Someone else took her!
But it was these two cute looking little boys.
And they looked kind of sad, like it radiated off them.
But the kitten made them happier, so I'm glad they get something that'll make them happy.
I just hope they take good care of her.
I love this songgg.
I remember when I first heard it I kept listening to it over and over.
Armin Van Buuren – Burned With Desire - Rising Star Remix

Text messages, msn messages, and since I'm checking facebook, facebook messages.
I can't write an entire sentence without having to check messages!?

I feel fat...I have skittles, pringles and a coke.
I'm not eating them... yet.
But I am drinking my Coca~Cola.
And petting my adorably cute kitten, Bluffems!

Interesting story on how she got her name...
Well, not really a story just on how she acted tbh.
I guess that doesn't make much sense...
But Bluffems came from brave-Fluff.
Her actual name is Bluff.
But we call her Bluffems.
Just clearing that up!

Watching Resident Evil: Apocalypse.
Okay, I'm actually listening to music and barely paying attention to the tv.
I mostly just keep it on for background noise.

I'd rather eat Pringles than Popcorn while watching a movie.
I think Popcorn is okaay... but it's not really my favorite snack choice.

It feels so good outside right now!
I got my window open and a cool breeze is a blowinnnn'.

I keep getting sidetracked and forget what I was planning on saying....

My friend thinks I'm weird because I've never seen or been to a 7/11?
Is it that odd?!
He said it's like Wal-Mart except smaller.
Pssssh...
Who needs to go to 7/11 when there's Wal-Mart. >.>
We don't need a miniature version!

BTW.
I'm just saying this because it's what I listen to music with...Spotify.
It's like youtube but with better quality and I know it's a music site and most people are like. "OMG ADS, GTFO."
But it actually only has ads every once in a while.
And it only last like 20 seconds.
So don't freak or rage quit.
Besides, it's good to try new things!

Liam isn't on yet, so I can't do the minecraft boogie yet!
Stupid time difference. -.-
I wonder how his kitten is doing...
I would've said toast, because that's what I call it, but no one but him knows that.
At least until now...

AND OMG.
I meant to write about this earlier but I forgot until now when I was talking to Max.
But it's funny because we weren't even talking about anything that would bring it up except some song I had to sing in karaoke which is why i remembered what I was planning on talking about.
Before I confuse you more....
Today when we stopped by the store to grab skittles and pringles.
We ran into my ex!
Not my ex Joe who I'm still buds with.
But my ex who dumped me through a text message and blamed shit I didn't even do on me.
And then stopped talking to me until he added me again a few months ago on fb.
Which I don't really care because facebook is an evil pile of shit.

ANYWAY. It was really awkward...He has a shitty looking tattoo on his arm which his mom made him show me.
Was fucking annoying.
Mrs.Zill and little sis were there, thankfully.
Zill didn't want to listen to that bitch blab on and on, and on....
About shit we don't and never will care about.
So we grabbed our skittles and basically ran. >.>

I can't believe I even dated him tbh.
But I was being creeped out by some other guy, so I wanted a reason for him to fuck off.
And he was sweet and such.
But yeah... An experience to learn from.

I'm tireddddddd.....
I'm always tired.... and I think I had a weird dream last night, but at least it didn't seem to be a bad one.
I just wish I could remember it, I just get bits and flashes.
Bit annoying...

Sundaaaayyy....!

 OKAY, blogger is being annoying and not letting me put my pictures where I want...Anyway this is Tio when we went on our camping trip to NC earlier in the year and this is Cleopatra shortly after we got her.
If only she was still so small and adorable.


Oh America, I wish I could tell you this was still America.
But I've realized, that you can't have a country without people.
And there are no people!
No my friends, this now the United States of Zombieland.

If you can't tell I just started watching Zombieland.

And ew, my sister just handed me a wet soaking Cleopatra.
The tiny Chihuahua mix just had a bath.
Poor Mr.Valentio is getting one next.
Neither of them like baths very much.

We're taking them to some stupid dress your pet thing, I don't want to go.
-.-

Cleopatra is tearing up my bed and burrowing into the covers and growling.
When I go to sleep she'll probably try to eat me >.>
Now she's sitting beside me and staring at me. o.o

Talking to Paul about the whole dress my dog thing which will be at a church.
Yay...
Just to clear things up.
I am Native American.
And I am Indigenous.
I believe differently.
Don't judge me for not believing the exact same way you do.

Besides, I'm only being honest from personal experience.
Christians are supposed to be the "least" judgmental people.
But Christians have always judged me and kind of shoved me into the "You're going to hell group."
Just because I believe differently?
Haha.
You guys are so nice.<3
Now not all Christians are the same..
Like my friend Zach, he's amazingly cool.
Pretty cute too.
(Hopefully he never reads this.)

I haven't seen him in about 2-3years I guess it's been now.
He moved out of state, so it's sad. :[
But anyway, he accepted me even though I believed differently.
We were best friends actually, don't get to talk as much now..
But we still keep in touch.

All I'm saying is, don't judge me. Or try not to, and I'll try not to judge you.
Don't judge a book on it's cover and the first few pages that you read.

I want to play Minecraftttttt....
Liam and I are planning on exploring some huuge cave I found near his tower.
But can't till I get back from Dress ya dog and he gets back from a pub.
And the time difference doesn't help !
Anyway, post@yalaterrr.

Sataadaay

Well, Mrs.Zilla decided we'd go shopping today...
Oh the fun...
I despise shopping with a passion!
But we went to the mall and by the pet store, they had the cutest baby guinea pigs!
It made me miss Daisy, she was my first guinea pig ever...!
We had to give her away ages ago.
I'm so tired...
I didn't have a bad dream last night though, but I was up for agesss...
Talking to Liam.
Paul, Liam, Raden and I all minecrafted yesterday.
But Paul, Liam and I were on until likeeeee....fuck, I don't remember exactly.
Past 12am though.
Was loads of fun tbh.
Liam and I were making fun of Paul's dirt "tower" or whatever he wants to call it.
I'm working on another castle~!
I'm about to watch My Bloody Valentine on Syfy.
I've never seen it.
Hopefully it's as good as what I've heard from people.
Tomorrow I think is going to be quite shitty, but I'm not sure yet...
Today wasn't too bad though.
Except for the shopping part.
Oh and Mr.Ass kept calling and ruining my mood.
But oh weeeelll.
Just another day.

Why am I so tired?!
It's only 7:45pm..
Probably because I didn't want to sleep last night.
But I never really want to sleep tbh.
Bad dreams and such...
I fell asleep after talking to Liam about his new kitten! ^-^
And the kittens and cats we used to have.
I love kitttiesss.