I'm listening to The Downward Spiral by Nine Inch Nails. Get it? hahahah.
I can identify with this album. The lyrics really connect with me. The lyrics really speak to me when they talk about reptilian succubi and uncontrollable sexuality and these thoughts I have that I can't get rid of. This beat has a gun shot in it. Killing everyone, that's another thing the lyrics talk about. Really speaks to me.
I know I'm gonna regret making this blog in a few hours. So why am
Well, I just had to try Minecraft again after my extremely epic failure detailed in my last blog entry. Instead of being spawned in a jungle this time and left clambering along the vines, among the trees and atop the canopy, I spawned in a plain old forest on the banks of a plain old river. Already, I have farms for beef and wheat, a pet fox which I named Moxie, and a quarry (which I died finding and then took around two in-game weeks to find again :I).
You have no idea how happy
I've tried Minecraft several times over the years, but I just couldn't get the hang of it. It's a great game, just not for me.
So today, I thought I'd try it out again to see if it calmed me down after a few minutes of a little depressed episode.
It didn't help. BRB, racking my brain over how much of a fucking idiot I am. How do people even play this shit without dying every five seconds?
I just had a bowl of chips with spaghetti sauce.
So today I turned sixteen years old. As an early present over the week-end, my mom got me a puppy to be a little companion for me, whom I named Stucco, as I detailed in a blog the day I first got him. But today was the big day. I woke up to like eleventy billion notifications on this here site, and then I had the idea to go through the school day with as girly and fruity a balloon as possible. I managed to get a black-and-pink "Sweet 16" balloon complete with sparkles and tiara, and my