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This person hasn't hurt me the MOST because 1) they don't try to 2) there isn't much they CAN do to hurt me and 3) I've hardened up a lot so I don't get hurt so easily, but yeah, it still happens sometimes because I'm human. Gonna make this brief and not turn it into a sob story because I really don't care (maybe I just like to dwell on stuff because I like to bitch, Idk? or maybe I like to feel jealous) We were supposed to go to a haunted house yesterday (actually, I did, but that's another story), but instead, she caught wind of one of her dad's friends (one who really didn't know her name) going up to Charleston and dropped an ovary (don't ask me where I got that term) because she decided that she needed to see her boyfriend again (she went camping with him last weekend) >.< Granted, I know how love is (bleh) and almost every person in the world thinks they have to be up their speical someone's ass in case they miss something that their speical person does EVERY DAY, but she made this huge deal about how she was scared that I was going to stop hanging out with her because I started dating Nathan (haha, I forgot about her making that a big deal until Nathan told me she did yesterday) and now she's doing to me what exactly she was afraid I'd do to her (Nathan was like "Yeah, I noticed she comes before I do" yesterday as well). It's annoying since she always expects me and everyone else to change plans so she can do what she wants to do (like randomly deciding to make cookies while me and a group of friends are waiting on her or decide to watch a movie while we're in the middle of doing something--throwing those out there because I'm trying to make it a point that it's not just the bf she randomly decides to do things with). We were supposed to get together with a group of friends today and go see Paranormal activity and on Thursday she was like "oooh, I wanna come!" I kinda got peeved and I told her "You're going to Charleston, remember, so go away." (i don't remember my exact words, but she got all pouty). She acts like the haunted house and the movie were spur of the moment things. She's known about the movie for two weeks and she's known I wanted to go to a haunted house for MONTHS now (I even said we should go to a haunted house near the end of Halloween--but not on Halloween because everyone else would wait until Halloween weekend to go as well). I really felt like saying "You can't have your cake and eat it too" or "You're the one who dropped all your plans to go see Lance this weekend so quit whining about not being able to hang out with any of us." On Friday she had to drag her suitcase And while we're on things that hurt/annoy me. I love how her adopted parents almost always find some work related thing for her to do when she wants to come over here (like how they're having a family put up the shelves day next Friday), but if it's someone she sucks face with, they don't need her to help them do anything >.< I'm not gonna say anything to her because she gets upset too easily about stuff and it'd turn into another one of those Silent Hill: Homecoming things were she felt bad for not killing her character's mother, but she also felt bad for thinking about killing her instead (she literally spent an hour dwelling on what she wanted to do to this woman), so yeah...(hey, maybe we both dwell on stuff too much!? LOL) but....C'est la vie *shrugs* (that's life and I can't do anything about it) Kinda got off topic, but hey, it made me feel better LOL | |
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| Ugh! >.< I’m so disgruntled right now! Piccu’s foster parents piss me off! *stabs* Piccu was suppose to spend the next two weeks with me while they were in Washington, but they’re saying they don’t remember Piccu asking if she could come spend time with me, so now she can only come over on the weekends (and for the record, we've had this planned out since the beginning of July). Damn it, I was really looking forward to her coming over here! *stabs* *censor, censor, censor* They also threw in their usual “Shannon, you have chores to do” crap! Every time Piccu and I want to hang out, they find some chore related thing for her to do. This time it’s she has to water the garden. What do I have to do to see her? Plant myself and be a *censor* cornstalk?! *stabs stabs stabs* I mean, really? Why can’t they make their DAUGHTER water the garden? All Natalie does all day is sit in her room listening to the radio, singing (badly, mind you), and reading gay (literally) anime porno all day. *stabs* God, I hate that family! *pulls hair out*
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| Glad I got out of my Frithrusday funk. *nods* Umm….not much before I start commentary this time…I still annoyed about the whole no Internet thing. Neil was actually going to help me play WoW today right as it decided it didn’t want to work anymore…and Neil rarely offers to help me play WoW. Must be in the water or something. Oh, here’s some random commentary for you….Brüno looks like a retarded movie.
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| Yay! Still in my parallel funk….but I think I know what happened, so I’m going to make this be Thursday part 2 of 2 and then continue on for Friday. Anyhow, my internet is down today and it’s pissing me off! >.< I did get 2 pages written on my sociology essay, though, so I guess that’s good? Anyhow…continuing on…
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| I just got back from visiting my family in Alabama. More ghost hunting adventures coming from there. *nods* Right now, I’m watching Just Friends. It cracks me up and I always think of Wiz since she told me she likes Christmas movies. Now I want Christmas cookies. LOL. So, do you wanna know what happened next?
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| Geez, I’m tired and this irritating (as well as uninteresting) kid, Chris, is being all emo because it’s the anniversary of his first ex-girlfriend from two years ago breaking up with him. If he acted anything like he acts around me (a creepy, cyber pervert), then I can’t blame her for telling him to fuucough. I think he’s gonna turn out to be a pedophile. Anyhow, onto more important things than whiny emo boys who need to suck it and move on….part 2 of my fantastical adventure to Kentucky!
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| If you want the actual post look at the previous post ^^ P.S. I really hate the pictures of the Ghost Hunting Group...they feel too dramatic or played out. For Neko: As mentioned, not my photos of Octagon Hall, but these will work, right? http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp170/oscura_belleza/OctagonHall1.jpghttp://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp170/oscura_belleza/OctagonHall2.jpgOther pictures now: (Some of) the Ghost Hunters: (Left to Right) Grant, Donna, Brian, Steve, Jason http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp170/oscura_belleza/gh.jpgGhost Adventures Crew: (Left to Right) Aaron, Zak, and Nick) http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp170/oscura_belleza/GhostAdventures.jpgand lastly, Paranormal State (I don't know any of their names since I don't watch it, but my parents do)(although I dunno why I don't watch them) http://i408.photobucket.com/albums/pp170/oscura_belleza/ParanormalState.jpg | |
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| So…I got back from Kentucky on Sunday. I’ve been busy…kinda? On Monday I spent the entire day playing WoW with Piccu and then after she left, I finished my history paper that was doomed to be late *rips hair out* On Tuesday, I studied for my history test. And today I took my history test (I made a B) as well as feel bipolar. I’ve been in one of those moods where I just wanna go around and punch people. Meh. I hate when I get in these moods. Anyhow…I guess you’re here to read about my fantastic adventure to Kentucky, huh? Well, if you weren’t here for that, you are now! Sit down and enjoy it! ( did I see a ghost? ) | |
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| Uhhh….I’ve been un-talkative lately…sorry. Guess I don’t have anything that’s interesting to talk about? But how interesting am I to start with? *laughs* ß Rhetorical question there.
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