Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Why does college pwn so hardcore?
So this teacher doesn't even care that all the students are surfing the net while he's teaching. I love college. Woot BC!
Annie and I decided a while back that I am this character. *twitch**spaz* Because Sharing Is Caring and I'm bored and in pain, I've scanned some pictures. Because I don't want huge pictures spammin' up my blog and making it load even slower than it already does and also because I like doing things the stupid annoying way, I've made some links to my scans. So lookit! And then share with me your opinion. Because sharing is caring. And because I just want comments.
Edit: I've just realized how tiny the dialogue in the pictures are because of photobucket's sometimes-evil resizing, so, so that my reader's may enjoy the scans to the fullest and because I LOOOOOOVE tedium, I have made a close up picture on the hard to read dialogue on each scan. That's the link right under the full picture.
And Zee Close Up
Uh ohs, Ritsu!
Teh Close Up
See Ritsu Go Into A FreakSpaz!
See Ritsu Go Crazeh!
And that's the end. If you love me you'll comment. If you hate you'll...uh, still comment or I'll steal your children/pets/keyboards and sell them in Indonesia.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Give me a reason worth fighting for. Anything to keep me breathing.
Today only served to prove to me how truly useless I am. God... there's nothing, NOTHING, that I can do. It's like I have to have everyone holding my hand to get me through everyday. I try to do something on my own but I just stumble and fidget and do it half-assed and I originally thought that was because I was just too afraid to step out and give it a real try, but no. It's just because I'm retarded.
I. Just. Can't. Do. It.
It being ANYTHING! Can't make a decision before getting a second opinion, can't operate in an umfamiliar social setting without running back to Annie ever five seconds to have her do it for me, can't do one simple throw right in a martial art I've been practicing in for nearly 2 freaking years. Not one. I can't do a SINGLE THING in that class without having to have someone - Gary, Scott, Mr. Wadley - come over, hold my hand and walk me through it. AND EVEN THEN I STILL CAN'T DO IT! Because I'm just FUCKING RETARDED! There's NOTHING that I can do well. A few things I simply, am able to do. And about the only thing I'm a little above average at is playing Soul Calibur >.> But that's only against people who haven't had weeks upon weeks of practice logged. Actually, I suck at video games. I watch Annie play Resident Evil 4 instead of playing it myself. I have to look up walkthroughs to get through simple, simple parts. Sure I can pwn at Counter Strike, but only if the other players only have a knife equipped! And even then I get killed a few times.
What makes me think that I'll be worth anything to the world? What do I have to offer? Nothing. I am completely useless. I can prattle one to the end of time, spewing pretty words, but in the end I'll always be a hypocrit. It's my nature. I almost cried again in martial arts today. Because I'm just that pathetic. Actually, I just now started crying. Well lookit that. Ain't I just one special emo kid.
Was going to write more. But the world hates me. Fuckity fuck fuck.
Annie and I had fun today. She came over and we went to Target and yelled at the employees for not having wireless 360 controllers, then we went to look at the lightsabers in the toy section, had a word-battle with two of the talking toys then tried to kill each other with a really cool looking soccer ball. Then we went and read perverted Valentine's Day cards. The best one had this on the cover:
"Am I only a play toy to you? An accessory you just keep around to satisfy your lustful needs? A mere supporting player in your theater of perversions?!"
It doesn't matter what the inside of the card. It's already stolen my heart. *flutters* Then we came home and Annie played a few intense game of solitaire. Really. I was on the edge of my seat. Then she taught me how to play Asshole/Screw Your Neighbor and we played that all into the night. But MAN, we were on crack. I don't know if we get funnier or stupider as the night progresses, but we were crazies. I randomly, just out of the blue after Annie had won a round, said "Your 1337n355 is beyond levels of my comprehension. Teach me, O' Master of the Stars."
I'm a crazy person O.O
God Freaking Damnit
Why am I such a retard? WHY?! My brain tells myself not to do something and then I do it anyways. What. The. Fuck!?!? Am I missing something or am I just stupid? *stabs self IN THE FACE**gouges out eyes**slams forehead into the desk until little pieces of skull start to show* What the HELL is wrong with me? Why can I not operate like a normal human being? When did I become such a headcase and when did I lose control of myself, my actions, and my emotions? Damnit... DAMNITDAMNITDAMNIT! I just want to remove myself from everyone's life so I can save myself the embarrasment and save everyone else the having to deal with me. There was something grammatically incorrect in that sentence... <.< Anyways, Jenny ain't a happy camper. Jenny is a very disgruntled camper. Who is going to shotgun the next furry woodland creature she sees. AAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Thursday, January 05, 2006
MySpace Is The DEVIL!!!
Yesh. It's not as simple as Live Journal and that makes me cry. And it takes forever to load. And my blog is so much prettier anyways *cuddles it*.
Yeah, so, I'm hacking off the majority of my hair and dying the remnant red. Woot for extremeness. I've got an appointment at 6:30 today. If I don't like it, hair grows back, no big loss. *shrug* Its going to cost me a shit load of money though, so I better like it! >.<
Today was the first day back at school. I got switched to the A4 English class along with Sarah Williams, so we're in there with Ben, Ross, Becky, Julie Strickland and a bunch of other cool people. But I got stuck in regular Government instead of Advanced... which I really don't like... especially since the teacher is Coach Sitka... *whines* I told Mrs. Trahan and she's like "I'll see what I can do..." And I was like "*cries blood* THE HELL YOU WILL, WENCH!!!" ... Except that I totally didn't say anything and just walked away... But I was thinking of doing that... so it counts, right?
So that sucks. But other than that, it was cool.
I've been feeling extra gay lately and I don't. know. why. o.Ô
And I've been feeling more emotionally unstable. Or depressed. Or needy. Or some stupid shit that I should slap myself for. *shrug*
People keep telling me I don't care about anything. Well... I do. I have things that are important to me. But some other things don't matter. Like arguing about something trivial. I don't see how that can help anything or really get anywhere. So I don't do it. Maybe that makes people think that I don't care about them. *shrug* I suppose beliece what you want to believe. If you're convinced of that then I don't know how to prove you otherwise.
Not a whole lot of stuff bothers me, so when I do something and it gets to someone else, sometimes I don't see why they're upset.
I'm sorry if I ever do something stupid and then am completely oblivious. I really do love you guys. <3