Boxing The Stars

Mum is on the phone talking about the creepy Volvo man across the road.
He's a bit of a weirdo.
Anyway.
Things are changing, already.
Little by little.
Yes.
This is a short post.
But I have class.
Suckfail.

x

Dark Blue

I'm fairly sure I just realised how boring the internet is.
I need to find better things to do..
Like, play The Sims.

I got up early to do a linguistics assignment which I'd completely forgotten about until Aidan reminded me of it last night.
Conveniently, it was super easy (for the most part) and I finished it pretty quick..
So then I thought
"Okay. I'll just randomly traipse the interwebs for awhile..."
But it is so boring.
Mainly because there is no one online to talk to.
And, it's just hit me.
That's all I really use the internet for.
I mean sure it's great for ... other stuff. Like, I dunno. Paying bills?
But I pretty much just use it to talk to people...
People who are currently sleeping or schooling. LAME.
Also I can probably leave soon, so I don't have to be bored much longer.

Lastly, I have another assignment due tomorrow, for education.
Although, I'm quite confident given how well I did on my last one.
Also Karen loves me and will give me a HD just because I am awesome.
(Ahem. I wish.)

OH NO. Not lastly.
Yesterday was 09/09/09
(And I just remembered how I blogged about 08/08/08 just over a year ago, I might re-read that just now)
I managed to get my Twitter count up to 999 updates!
I was so very proud.
Stace texted me at about midnight and was like YOU FAILED and I was like nah. I got it.
I was impressed.
999 at 2359.
Stupidly, I didn't think to screenshot it until 0016, but at least then it said "17 minutes ago"
So I could still tell of my awesomeness.

In other news
(wow, that really was not 'lastly', when I claimed it to be)
the car is counting it's kilometres once again.
Possibly with reluctance,
But if I cannot escape aging, nor can my car.
Aging? Ageing?
Apparently Firefox red-lines the second one.
I'll believe you, browser.

Time for cereal?
To
kick-
start
my
day.

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N95i

i.
hate.
you.

Thief of Time

You know what clock, fuck you.
I'm soon going to need a new Countdown.

I never did read that book.

My words, they don't come out right

I do not need you to sit and nitpick at every single little thing I do.
Nor do I need you to rally support from the rest of them.
I don't need, or want, any one of you to tell me why you're think I'm wrong.
Take your opinion, and shove it.

Also.
Fuck off Bluetooth.
You do not work that way.
Go and bitch to someone else.

Jack and Sally

Where are you
And I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep
I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping in
So haunting every time.

iMiss my iPod.
I can has moar Zaakary?
I still have the keys.
And that one, too.
Akimaru and his ten-foot pole.
I know I can't do it all again.
And I hate it.

"I know it's wrong,
but I do it anyway
because it feels right."

Story
of
my
fucking
life.

x

Akimaru

There is some guy outside my room fixing our gas heater.
It's kinda noisy and distracting, but I suppose it's for the greater good, given we haven't been able to use said heater in a few days.
As a result....it's cold.
Also my stupid laptop bluetooth - which I thought I fixed - is no longer fixed.
What disappointment.
Keeping in theme with fixing, my car was fixed yesterday.
And moreover, we are still trying to fix the Upside Down-ness.
Who knows.
It may take awhile.
But it seems to be getting better.

I feel as though I should be doing something today
I mean, other than the classes which I will be going to later.
Perhaps, I should go and find out
And
Do
It.

x

P.S.
Aki. I miss you.