Another Irish Drinking Song

Man, I have been neglecting this journal. HI GUYS REMEMBER ME?

In addition to constantly being on Plurk, I now have a new timesink to in which to flush the remaining days of my waning youth: I now have a Tumblr, which I mostly made to more efficiently follow the roughly 20 Yu-Gi-Oh! tumblrs that I've been checking manually every day.

So yeah, I've given up pretending that it's a phase, and openly admitted that YGO's my new fandom. Probably be spamming it for a long time, I guess. I don't know how these things happen. :V

DID YOU GUYS SEE THE NEWEST HARRY POTTER TRAILER??? /froths at mouth

In RL: bleeeeaaaaaaaarrrrrgh my life is so boringly boring. Almost got an internship but not quite (don't feel like rehashing the story), so now my summer will probably consist of working at a summer camp and trying to write more original fiction and begin amassing a portfolio. Anything but Offset again.

Finals in one week and then I get to do the summer thing \o/

Instead of homework :D

( i may not sleep tonight )

I'm listening to Owl City right now to help reengage the section of my brain devoted to being at least kind of happy.

( cut for me bitching about things profound and petty )

-_-

I wish people would quit puking in my hall.

Especially the people that come over from the substance-free dorm to party here and then vomit on everything and leave. This is the third time.

*completely over this*

Okay, so I don't really watch iCarly on a regular basis.  But I do tend to enjoy it when I see it.

They premiered a new one-hour special just now, entitled "iDate a Bad Boy."  And I enjoyed it...until the primary conflict surfaced, namely that Carly's newfound "bad boy" (who wasn't even all that bad) collected "Pee-Wee Plushies" (or something equivalent to Beanie Babies).

And that was a BAD THING.

None of his characterization changed, just he was suddenly undesirable because he did something that was UnManly.  He was still as hot (the main thing that made him desirable in the first place), still as artistic, his dialogue was still as amusing...but Carly could no longer stand him because he collected cute things.  She even bought him a power drill, and reacted with disgust when he said he'd use it to make display shelves for his collection of cute things.  This was played for laughs.  And when he confronted her after overhearing her make fun of him behind his back, and asked her to give him a straight answer about breaking up, she zoned out imagining his cuddle buddies (or whatever they were) talking around his head.  He had to say, "You know what, this isn't working," and walk out, because it was obvious she wasn't respecting him.  He looked upset.  And it was presented as the desirable end to the conflict.  She didn't even care.

I, I don't know why I care so much, but that made me so very upset.  Carly's usually a good, sympathetic character.  I don't even know why they would present such an awful message like this.

Just perpetuate the double standard, Nickelodeon.  Go right ahead.

(P.S. SPENCER WAS ALSO AMAZINGLY AWESOME.  I only wish some of his best scenes ever weren't wasted on this upsetting special.)

Ugh.

I want to write and can't focus.

I want to RP and no one's on.

I should probably do some constructive things, but just don't have the energy.

This is the mixed blessing of a snow day.

I was happy for, like, three whole hours today.  Holy crap.

The reason is that softball open gyms have started, and this sport is basically my entire spring life.  I am so happy that we've started up again.  Endorphins, exercise, the whole thing.  I was so positive, I vowed to start caring about college apps.

Than I found out that my 'Nova app wasn't completed because I had thought that the Common App sent scores automatically.  WHich it says it should.  It didn't.  Now my transcripts are going to be late because I have to request them from Guidance tomorrow.

I am almost seriously considering just not going to college.

Almost.

Still.  Sick.  It isn't like normal sick--it's just this incessant pain in my stomach and abdomen that doesn't go away unless I lie down and lay very very still.  And I get slightly light headed and feel twice as bad right after I eat..  When I eat.

I have eaten very little today.  If there is one good thing to be said, it is that my diet is going well.

I didn't finish that rough draft last night, but I managed to squeak by in class without needing it, thanks to a 2-hour delay and some distractions.  Better luck tonight, hopefully.

Argh.

Rargh.

Grah.

My mother.

After I go and get that Facebook she SO DESPERATELY wanted me to get, she has now invoked Parental Clause Epsilon, which apparently states, "If your  child belongs to any social networking site, no matter if it's safe or not, no matter if YOU MADE THEM DO IT or not, that AUTOMATICALLY CONFERS UPON YOU THE RIGHT TO GO THROUGH THEIR GODDAMN EMAIL AND WATCH EVERYTHING ANYONE EVER WRITES ON THEIR WALL OR WHATEVER.  AND THE RIGHT TO MAKE COMMENTS ABOUT HER FRIENDS."

My anger has left me speechless, otherwise I'd be voiceposting so you can hear my seething rage.

Also, apparently it is a BAD THING to have internet friends.  Because every single person on the interwebz is a CREEPER.  YES, THEY FAKED ALL THEIR SPEECH PATTERNS AND OTHER RL/INTERNET FRIENDS AND THOSE PHOTOS OF THEM AT CONS.  THEY ARE ALL CREEPERS.  YOU STUPID CHILD.

[/inarticulate ire]

EDIT: Also, Happy Thanksgiving.  I am so thankful for this livejournal and all my wonderful creeper Internet friends.  You guys pick me up when I'm down, and make me glad to have the interwebz.  ILU all. <3

List of things that are Making Me Happy:

--Midnight showing of Twilight movie next week, and possibly sleeping over at a friend's house.  ON A SCHOOL NIGHT, REBELREBEL~

--Bleach chapter this week.  I CALLED IT, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

--I gave blood today for the first time!  It turned me into a Hungry Ravening She-Beast, but also made me feel very good about myself.  btw, 12 minutes to fill the bag, who has a better time?

--Creative Writing

--Naruto anime NOT FAILING AT LIFE, GLEEEE

--RPing.


List of things that are Stressing Me Out:

--Essay due Monday for AP English

--Story due late next week for Creative Writing

--Persuasive Speech due Monday for speech class (OH HAHAH I JUST REMEMBERED I ALSO NEED VISUAL AIDS, OHGODOHGOD)

--Parents cracking down on no interwebz in room, keeping anime from keeping me happy

--CALCULUS..  AAAAAAAAAAGH

--College apps.  I just sent mine off to Colgate, my dream school.  If I'm rejected, ohshit.  If I'm accepted, it's one of the most expensive private colleges in the Northeast, translation: OHSHIT.

--By extension, scholarship apps, aka moar spiritual self-prostitution.

--My school, which has been in the national fracking news for a giant scandal involving cell phones OH HAHA NOW YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE.  (SKANKSVILLE, THAT IS) Also, everyone is being a giant collective asshead about it, making everybody else's lives hard, everyone else being me.

--TERM PAPER FOR AP ENGLISH, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

--Trying not to eat out my stress and gain weight back, plzplzplz self.

Ratio, happiness to stress: 3 to 5. 

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