Zing!

Hey, Merry Christmas everyone!

I'm alive. Innit that nice?

Meh.

I hate changing my e-mail. Then changing everything that has my old e-mail on it.

Neeeeee.

I'm almost done with a new layout. BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT FREAKIN' TIME.

But... yeah.

*stretches*

Moue.

...happy birthday to me.
happy birthday to me.
happy birthday to me-ee...
happy birthday to me.




...Where is everyone?

Same old shit, just on a different night.

I have this feeling if I bawl out my eyes sometime soon, I'll feel better. I feel a little under it as of late, you know?

I've got a hugue ass report due tomorrow. I got a little info on corn seeds and whatnot, I think I might just pull the rest out of my ass. It'd be more effective. Fucking science. If we taking dead animals apart, I wouldn't complain half as much. What the hell else is biology for? Tell me how to take things apart, God damn it.

In other news, I got two new CD's today. Nickelback's The State and Curb... I just have to burn THe Long Road off of Pij and I'll be good.

I want to go cry now cause then I'll be better.

I haven't changed, but I know I'm not the same.

*Insert meaningless angst post here*

I going to an acting workshop tonight. Yay. Oh. I got a Deviant account, too. My username's zinfandel, for anyone who might care.

Tomorrow is a Monday, and I feel irrelevent.

Actually, not parrticularly. I typed it, and didn't much feel like back spacing. Ho hum. Tomorrow, however, is Monday, and that leaves me feeling rather... Blah.

I don't want to go to school tomorrow.

I have nothing interesting to say. We had a party for Helen today. It was nice.

Long time no see?

It's been awhile, ne? Not like there's not much new... Got dragged to Maine, got dragged to school... School started about two weeks ago. What a big pile of suck. Actually, come to think of it, it's not all that horrendeous. First and second period are your average crap subjects (math et biology) but after that I have a piano class and then chorus. I'm in Varsity this year. 'Tis very nice.

I've been doodling lots of stuff as of late... and I've got lots of other stuff to doodle. At the moment, I feel like drawing something morbid... that might on account of the fact I'M BLEEDING.

Argh.

I'm going to go shower, or something like that. Yeah.

Fucking a.

I am so fucking pissed right now.

I don't even know what the hell to do with myself, I'm so seethed. I twitch, I glance off, I wander angrily around the house, and I fucking want to kill something. I would make myself some coffee, but then I'd just fucking twitch and get nervous about nothing in particular.

That's beside the point. In about four days I'm going to get dragged six fucking states away where I'm going to sit in the middle of the fucking woods doing absolutely nothing. And there's NO GODDAMNED REASON WHY. Besides the point I'm "Fifteen, and this year will be one of my last, and that I should spend with my family since I won't soon."

FUCK THAT.

If my mother fucking says it's "going to be one of my last years" IT'S GOING TO BE MY LAST FUCKING YEAR. Like fuck I'm going back next year if they're dragging my ass up there this year. I'll have no one there, and even though Matt's about as fun as a hemerrhoid, he keeps me entertained, at least. No one's going to be there, and I'll have nothing to do but sit on the couch, listen to music, and draw.

Like that's ever-so-different from what the fuck I'm doing here.

Whatever. They're making me go, and I'm not going fucking pleasantly. If I don't get out of this by Wednesday, someone's really fucking going to pay for it.

Woo.

I really hate today.

Like, really.

Fuck. Just... fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

What's up with this?

God, I'm such a lazy bum. I haven't really been writing here, my real journal, or just about anywhere. I suppose not much has been going on, really.

Mm... P-chan got back from South Am-er-i-ca, and Steve came back from Florida at about the same time... That was nice, considering a good half of my best friends ran off on vacation for a MONTH. GAH. Well, that's beside the point. Amanda's birthday was on Monday, so I called her... We decided to go see Pirates of the Caribbean, and tie P-chan up and drag her along as well... Wee. Pirates. Gotta love pirates.

Aside from which, I can't say I've been up to much. I never bothered to point out that I'm in The Legend of Sleepy Hallow with PLA. Our first preformance is this weekend... Ugh, make-up. I just washed out all of the crust and hairspray out of my hair from our dress rehersal lazt night. Tré gross.

But... well... Not all is new and groovy. I suppose I'm out.

Cheese.

I don't really have anything to post. It's just been a while.

Yeah.

Yeee-ep.

Alright. Goodnight.

Weee...eee...eee?

To-day is... certainly interesting. I'm good, happy, dandy, fine, but I'm about to fall over due to sleep deprivation. Aside frrom that, my stomach hurts a little and I feel like little flu-like, but I think that may be from not sleeping.

Let's see... Saturday night Nicole had her graduation party, which I went to. Everyone that was with us conked out at about... Eh, three thiry-ish, I'd say, but I stayed up talking to this guy I met named Matt, otherwise known as Jesus, who was pretty cool. Tré shibby. So... We stayed up until it was light outside and then some. At 10:30 or so I snoozed for a little bit, but then woke up. I got dragged home then, (I forget to ask Matt for the URL to his site. Foobah.) and P-chan came over. Wee. She's leaving me for A MONTH so... I'm cramming time. Gotta love South America but DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!

So... it sucks so bad. So bad. Whether she believes it or not, I'll miss her. (Alright, so I won't curl up and cry in a corner every night. I exaggerated ^^;) So... BLAH. Anyway, we crashed in the basement (She actually beat me in a chess match. I was so very caught off guard.) and went to sleep at about four after planning most of Jeliel and Noir's life and coming up with random, drunkard nicknames for Tabris.

Wee. So... all together, in the time between Saturday to Monday I in all got about seven hours of sleep. It was all right. It only just hit me recently, though. It's also damn frustrating how much I want to finish Harry Potter, but I'm just too... tired... to actually... read all the words...

Whatever. I'm going to go... post on my groups and figure out where the hell Hermione is going. Which I think I know anyway. Hm.

o_O;;

You call those bad? *THWACK* Well... if those are bad I'd be charmed if you made me one of your worst ;p You're so silly, sometimes.

Ho huuum... Lad-tidadee...da... Things are good. Lately I've been happy, gleeful, inspired and otherwise giggly. I think it might be summer vacation, because I'm surrounded by annoying people 24/7. Whatever. I'm happy and thaaat's all I care about. I have things to doodle! Squee!

*pets her blog* I've been neglecting it terrbily lately... I want a start on a new layout (Probably the one Forsaken gave me) but I have no clue where to start. Wee. I need to get more savvy on page design, it's killing me -_-

...Cancel. Yeah.

But anyway, I have a gruduation party to go to tonight... and... that's about it. Happy noon. I should call P-chan and harass her now.

'Cause I've seen blue skies through the tears in my eyes...
...And I realize... I'm going home

(Shameless Rocky Horror Plug.)

Wow. Last preformance. Our four months are over. Everyone has to go back to their real lives now... I know I'll be there next year, but I'm sad. We're all sad. We dun wanna leave yet. Tomorrow is strike set, so it's the last time I'll see everyone. Specially with Allie graduating and Trisha going to college. Moue, sad. Sad, sad, sad.

I'm gonna go pout now.

Weeangst!


take the "How Angsty Are You Quiz" @ undead friday.

I have a Vassago to torture. Go me.

Fuck you.

I am so incredibly moody today.

Jesus Christ.

Oh a di-va's work is ne-eee-ver done!

I have that song stuck in my head. Foobah.

Weeee! I'm happy. And that's good. I've been content for quite a while now, despite my random not happiness on Monday. So... It's good. I'm good. I'm content.

I shall stay this way, now that I think I'm getting over things and school's out.

Oi to the world and everybody in it.

BAhumbug.

Well congradulation to me. This if first day in a very, very long time I felt like myself. When I was with all of my other friends, I was myself. I was calm, cool, a little apathetic, with art and a graphic novel in one hand and mug of coffee in my other. Welcome to Elyse-dom.

Which, so to speak, it's been a very, very long time since I haven't been in character. Whether I'm E-ko or not, I cannot God honestly say I've acted like myself for quite a while. Soo... badda bing, I'm human. Weehee. I'm not in character. I'm me. Myself. I.

You'd think would be fucking happier about it. Amanda understood, but I truly think she's the only one that did, or at least cared about it. Everyone else can go bite themselves. I mean... if I wanted people to be this way, I'd fucking date rocks.

So... Elyse came back. Shame, you all scared her away again.