by, 20th August 2012 at 10:53 AM (180 Views)
I noticed while I was randomly staring into space a few minutes ago how my interest has been dropping. Really dropping.
In these forums? No. Only everything in my life.
I'm just...tired, I guess. Every morning when I wake up, I get this insane and very strong urge to just curl up into the fetal position and not move, not even twitch, for the entire day. Screw meals.
Aaaaand there goes your daily overdose of what-the-hell-is-this-it's-freaking-pointless-and-stupid-get-off-me-filthy-youngster teenage angst. Dragonfyre is sorry.
I just can't help it. It's almost, almost obligatory for a teen to be dissatisfied with absolutely everything. I hate being a teenager, with your emotions into freaking overdrive all the damn time. I bet embryo life was wayyy easier. OH THE BLISSFUL GOLDEN DAYS WHEN ONE WAS A CLUSTER OF CELLS IN HIS MOTHER'S WOMB. (what)
On a completely unrelated but significantly less disgusting point, I came home from a sleepover with friends a few hours ago, and what I realized aside from the protip that you should never, ever sleep in your friend's living room (don't ask), is that the term 'sleepover' is a big, fat irony. Who actually sleeps at a sleepover? Doubtless, your friends, like mine, get you in some sort of contract to keep you from sleeping, like this one we so intelligently made about getting face-graffiti'd Jigglypuff-style if ever you fall asleep first. As a result, everyone slept at five a.m. because by that time we were already too groggy and disoriented (POH. TAY. TOE) to care about the damned agreement.
Oh wait. Sleep? What sleep? I have a had a grand total of 4 hours of sleep for the past two days. Cheers!
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