A Desperately Scattered Post

Generic Friend: Heyy

Me: Hi.

Generic Friend: What's up?!?

Seriously? I might kill you.

I don't like people who do that. If you are bored, don't spread your ennui my way. I am happy here. On the internet. Or, you know, not on the Internet. Um, yeah. That happens, um, often. All the time. *coughs, refuses to make eye contact, pulls at collar of t-shirt*

As much as I like hearing from my friends, them being bored is not really something that stimulates my interest. Become less boring, and then talk to me.

Oh. I'm a jerk. Don't look at me. DON'T LOOK AT MY TEARS

Exams are over, but I still have to get my results, and I am maybe 89.4% sure I failed math and physics, but I am not worried about anything else. Because I am totallyfreakingwonderful at everything else, right? *begins to cry anew*

Also, I finished Darkly Dreaming Dexter. The ending traumatized me because Jeff Lindsay is a brilliant, annoying sadist who likes toying with the vulnerable feelings of his readers. But I quite like the book, and I would read the second one. Dexter's an interesting guy.

Things what I did today:

• Woke up
• Took an English final
• The bell rang in a disappointingly un-High School Musical way
• But we were let out of school forever! (Until next fall)
• Walked to a restaurant to have breakfast with three of my friends
• Ate breakfast
• It was really good (banana-nut French toast)
• Wandered around my town
• Realized that if you are a group of nerdy teenagers there is nothing to do in my town
• Walked to a craft store
• Bought black half-masks
• Wore them on the street
• I'm fairly sure people in their cars thought we were crazy
• I know at least one of them stared
• Went to my house
• Watched Phineas and Ferb
• Hmm
• Anyway
• Got a shot
• It didn't really hurt that badly
• But I would say that anyway, because I want the Internet to believe that I'm not a sniveling little coward
• Ate pasta
• Gods above, I did a lot of eating today
• And putting it on this list just makes me look like a bigger pig
• Ah well
• I do like eating
• I am watching Tron: Legacy
• And it is well-made and quite technically proficient
• (HONESTLY, GUYS--THEY'RE WEARING LIGHT)
• But Disney needs to stop using the name 'Flynn'
• Tangled and Tron: Legacy had close release dates, and they had 'Flynn Rider' and 'Sam Flynn' respectively
• The next film they release will have a guy named 'Flynn Flynn'
• I wouldn't be surprised
• I am done
• I have to finish watching this film

Quote for Friday, June 10, 2011:

I assure you, a tiger, or a venomous serpent could not rouse terror in me equal to that which he wakens.

-Isabella Heathcliff

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Wuthering_Heights#Wuthering_Heights_.281847.29)

Muse for Today:

Sometimes, being with people you like very much is exhaustive, because you actually care about their opinions. I tend to be more honest with people I barely know than people whom I actually trust. Why is this?

Secret Keeper

I am back from school, thank goodness, because I thought I would go crazy because of another second of superficiality. And a certain person in one of my classes would do well to know that I am not the teacher! If you want to know about a worksheet, I can't pull it out of my ears! Go find the teacher!!!

Oh, I've started this out on a completely unrelated note. I wanted to tell you about one of my friends, and that she told me a secret!

It's a ridiculous secret, but in school, so many things happen that make me wonder that it's nice to know something no one else knows. Or maybe (probably) someone else does know. Blast.

I get that sometimes, though. People tell me secrets, ask me for advice, like Worksheet Fellow, and sometimes, like Ol' Worksheet Guy, I can just say "GO ASK THE TEACHER, YOU IDIOT, I DON'T KNOW!" but sometimes it's much, much harder. Sometimes one friend will tell me their reservations about another friend, and I'll hear and see two different sides, and I don't know what to think anymore. I go to other people for my advice, like my mother, for example, not neccesarily my friends, but they go to other people. Who go to other people. Who get on talk shows and get their advice there. But even they get advice from someone!

Who does everyone get their advice from, tell their secrets to? Is there just an old wiseperson who knows everything about everything? Or is it all in a circle and, indirectly, the talk show hosts get their advice from me?

Quote for Wednesday, September 2, 2009:

When your mother asks, "Do you want a piece of advice?" it is a mere formality. It doesn't matter if you answer yes or no. You're going to get it anyway.

-Erma Bombeck

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Advice)

Muse for Today:

Well. I don't know. I went to Chorus today, so Polyhymnia, Muse of Choral Poetry.