oh lord my evening has been filled with amusing pictures of cats, and harry potter with captions. i really didn't know that Gupert Grints favorite love song was the Spongebob theme tune, but now that i do know, im fully into that song. not really, but for peace of mind, I'll think that. i can't be in to any songs at the moment, because my computer is a psycho and i can't download music right now. fucking hating life. im such a cheap ass motherfucker that i can't be bothered actually buying music, but that's all right, I'll wait until utorrent is working again and then I'll own the world of music.
in other news, i just ate many cherries, directly after brushing my teeth, and i maintain that it was a pretty terrible idea. i suck at typing without my left index finger, but at least now i know which was is left by the ridiculous pain, and therefore no longer have to check which freckle is on what hand. not even kidding actually, freckles are ridiculous, and i don't have a freckle that helps me discern left from right, so i just make out that im writing, and whichever hand is good at it suddenly become right.
i know, reliable.
i wonder if anyone besides me has ever noticed that Facebook is a spelling error, even on facebook. it very disconcerting, and i can hardly say i like it.
woot.
i slept way too much last night, and now i am super awake and pretty bored.
i like jesus, sometimes i wonder if he is real, but he makes me feel safe. like i know what is going to happen.
im going to go to hell, sure, but at least i know that, im not just looking into the unknown and trying not to freak out.
i think. shit, what if there is no hell though.
fuuuuu-
problem?
nah not even.
so i spent most of the last two nights crying, partially because i suck at life, partially because i just feel way too emotional right now. its very draining, so i'e been sleeping a lot. mum got pretty annoyed though, because i got mascara on the pillows from the couch. not sure why i was sleeping on the pillows off the couch as i have about ten million pillows on my own bed, but i won't look into it, purely because i don't have to.
man i hate not knowing whats going to happen.
REMEMBER KIDS, DON'T BUY DRUGS...BECOME A POPSTAR AND THEY'LL GIVE THEM TO YOU FOR FREE.
much gay love and kisses,
dumbledor.
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