* Smacks self *

Jesus Christ. Remind me not to bitch so much. Don't know what happened in that last journal entry- does it count as over sentementality and/or mushiness? We're on the brink of the third World War, and I'm bitching like a heartsick teenage caterwauler. God in heaven, I need to stop doing that.

* Smacks self *

Jesus Christ. Remind me not to bitch so much. Don't know what happened in that last journal entry- does it count as over sentementality and/or mushiness? We're on the brink of the third World War, and I'm bitching like a heartsick teenage caterwauler. God in heaven, I need to stop doing that.

Bwa ha ha.

One day I'll be King. Like Irene and Iris. Mua ha ha ha HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!

In other news I just got back from a voice lesson. Opera rocks.

I'm revising "the" fanfic, and starting work on two more. The latter two are just to get out my aggression, because I'm feeling predatory again. I have the morning off tomorrow, so dad can take Mom up to Rochester again. Therefore, more writing time.

I'm going to go for a walk later. Getting into shape is always a good thing.

I should probably clean my room, too. Maybe later. Maybe not.

I talked to Justin for a little while last night. He has a break in a few weeks or something. Other than that there was no interesting conversation. It's all good. Which reminds me, I have to email Devlin the Sindarin-Quenya stuff I have.

I'm so happy I have the morning off!!!!!

I WILL walk two miles every day.
I WILL work on originals.
I WILL finish the novel.
I WILL work on the fanfic.
I WILL finish what I've already posted.
I WILL use my money for worthwhile things.

Bwa ha ha.

One day I'll be King. Like Irene and Iris. Mua ha ha ha HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!

In other news I just got back from a voice lesson. Opera rocks.

I'm revising "the" fanfic, and starting work on two more. The latter two are just to get out my aggression, because I'm feeling predatory again. I have the morning off tomorrow, so dad can take Mom up to Rochester again. Therefore, more writing time.

I'm going to go for a walk later. Getting into shape is always a good thing.

I should probably clean my room, too. Maybe later. Maybe not.

I talked to Justin for a little while last night. He has a break in a few weeks or something. Other than that there was no interesting conversation. It's all good. Which reminds me, I have to email Devlin the Sindarin-Quenya stuff I have.

I'm so happy I have the morning off!!!!!

I WILL walk two miles every day.
I WILL work on originals.
I WILL finish the novel.
I WILL work on the fanfic.
I WILL finish what I've already posted.
I WILL use my money for worthwhile things.

Do this. It's not a quiz. It's better.

http://www.colorgenics.com/intro.html

Dum dum dum.

Yeah. The site below is strange. For some people it hits it right on the head, so to speak (Justin) and for others it doesn't (me). At any rate it's interesting, and better than a "Which LOTR character are you?" quiz.

Fuck everyone.

Justin is being such a prick. He’s pissing me off. Why am I still talking to him? Why don’t I go to bed like a good girl?

Because I’m fucking mad, that’s why.

Not mad at anything in particular. Just mad. Thank you, Short Shit.

And he’s surprised that I’m acting aggressive. I’ve been aggressive my whole life, I’ve just given up on hiding it. I can be aggressive if I fucking want to. If I want to climb on roofs at night and hit a punching bag, I can.

“Where’s that calm wisdom I’ve grown to know and love?”

What, do I have to be the calm, logical, wisdom-and-advice-giving one all the time? Galadriel who never gets aggressive? Arwen who’s sweet? Because I’ve got brown hair and light eyes and unnaturally pale skin? Fuck that. So I look like an unusually tall, delicate fourteen year old. I’m not.

So fuck anyone who thinks that that's who I am or who I have to be. There's a "kamikaze" in front of the "angel" for a reason.

Fuck everyone.

Justin is being such a prick. He’s pissing me off. Why am I still talking to him? Why don’t I go to bed like a good girl?

Because I’m fucking mad, that’s why.

Not mad at anything in particular. Just mad. Thank you, Short Shit.

And he’s surprised that I’m acting aggressive. I’ve been aggressive my whole life, I’ve just given up on hiding it. I can be aggressive if I fucking want to. If I want to climb on roofs at night and hit a punching bag, I can.

“Where’s that calm wisdom I’ve grown to know and love?”

What, do I have to be the calm, logical, wisdom-and-advice-giving one all the time? Galadriel who never gets aggressive? Arwen who’s sweet? Because I’ve got brown hair and light eyes and unnaturally pale skin? Fuck that. So I look like an unusually tall, delicate fourteen year old. I’m not.

So fuck anyone who thinks that that's who I am or who I have to be. There's a "kamikaze" in front of the "angel" for a reason.