[ Friday, May 13, 2005 ]

 
   

Mood: Dead
Music: -None-

I feel as though a train has just smashed into me. This train gave no indication of its sudden arrival, either. Only a non-deserved kick in the rear. No train whistles...no little road crossing signals....all of a sudden, there I was, lying on the side of the tracks, wondering to myself, "Am I dead? 'Cos if this is Heaven, then Hell must seriously suck."

My brother is having FIVE friends over tonight. Mind, two will be sleeping in the basement...meaning I'm going to have to shut my door and shut out all possibility of having my lovely kitty foot-warmer tonight, as the idea of having 2 complete strangers being able to look in my room is absolutely horrifying. I don't even like my friends to see my room. Mostly because they make fun of me for all my anime and Orlando Bloom/Johnny Depp posters. And my Sessho shrine...~_~ Oh, the ridicule of the Sessho shine.

As least I know he's having friends over this time. Last time, I woke up at 7 for school, and when I walked out into the downstairs living room (for those of you that haven't been to my house, my room isn't in a hallway...it is just sort of there...an when you walk out, you're in the middle of the living room. It's weird.), someone moved on the couch and went, "Uhhhhnn" as people who are half asleep tend to do. I freaked out and ran upstairs, not occurring to me at 7 AM that it was my brother's friend. But keep in mind, I had never met the dude before. So how was I to know that it was his friend? Easy- I didn't! So there you go.

I finished So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish, and Mostly Harmless. #1- Poor Marvin. =( *hugs him* #2- God's Final Message to His Creation totally rocks. #3- I want Marvin back, dammit!! #4- Mostly Harmless wasn't mostly harmless to my brain....it confused me. I need to ask Bekah to clarify many, many things. #5- ...Marvin...*cries*

Many of you might wonder why I've been more weird than usual. The answer to this? I've gone crazy. No, really. I have. The month of May has thrown too many of life's pressures into my poor, little brain, and it has responded with a, "Oh crap!! Oh crap!!! Overload!!! Overload!! Commence emergency shutdown!!" The result? I've gone crazy. Perhaps sanity will accompany June. Who knows. All I know is......dammit, that whole Marvin bit really upset me. I want to console myself with seeing the movie again...especially because of...well...you know. Alan Rickman. Le sigh. If I can't find a person to go see it with by tomorrow, then I might go see it by myself. With all of the scary socialness I'll be dealing with in the next couple of days (POINTFEST!!!), God knows I could probably use the quietness of being alone to remind me of my shy, hermit-like ways. Like Yoda...except how to speak English, do I much know how. And, you know, I can't move spaceships with my finger. How cool would that be, though? I want a spaceship. Le sigh. I'm pretty sure I'm adopted though, as the vast differences between my "family" and I are just too great to ignore...so there's a chance my real family could suddenly look around in their kickass intergalactic cruiser and go, "Hey...where's our daughter?" Then, with sudden realization, they'll remember that they forgot me on Earth while stopping at a hospital in search for food. (Being aliens, they'd not realized that hospitals aren't used solely for their cafeterias.) Alas, much confusion arose when they saw the oddly-dressed humans with sharpened scalpels in hand, much like the rumored scientists they had been told to avoid. I got left in the maternity ward, which they thought all beings stored their young in. (Apparently, my alien parents aren't the brightest bulbs in the universal box.) Thus, I got mistakenly adopted by my human parents....and when my human mother says things like, "You know how many hours of labor you put me through?" she's merely referencing to the human child my alien parents accidentally picked up in the rush of escape. The red, curly hair, my hazel eyes, my weird ears, and my funky nose that are similar to those of my human parents are merely coincidences. Yep. Coincidences.

Do you all realize what this means? Hmm? It merely confirms the fact that I'm going insane, as I only go on tangent rants on that when the insanity takes over. Either that, or I'm really tired...which is a definite possibility, as my eyes are starting to close on their own accord.

Hmmmmmm...maybe if I go out on the roof and point my cat's laser pointer into the sky.......

Blah..sorry for typing such a long, rambling post...but it's all for your fun-filled entertainment...like the wonderful craptacular world of Disney. But as I said...I'm tired, and a definite possibility of crazy....and I'm waiting for someone to get on AIM, and they're not getting on....so this is killing time....but it's not working. Merf...I guess I'll just go to bed....le sigh....because, as always, I have to work tomorrow. Joy.

For those of you who actually finished reading this and didn't totally abandon me after the whole alien bit....bravo.

    Lar [10:26 PM]

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