Sunday, December 4, 2011

He is my dream, within this nightmare

Today, as any other day, was not so eventful. Besides making a new friend and stuff. I got an exp party in Lineage 2 earlier and then I had to leave because Ryan wanted attention. Not that that's a bad thing. It's just super duper hard to get into exp parties now-a-days. I'm also trying to get him to do his Psych homework, and he's calling me a hypocrite because I'm not doing my own homework. Technically, right now, I am. (guilty face)

Improv!

This is the month that I dread so much
To be near that date again,
When I started my fate to meet you
Perhaps I regret that touch


I can't bear to think of how we met
You, the one who hurt me so,
Yet I want it more,
For I cannot forget


We forged our love in stone
Now we work to destroy it...
I cannot help but scream in my head
Please, please come home


Yeah. I'm just a little bit on the dark side. I'm thinking it's either 1.) because I choose a subject to write about and just write about it a lot or 2.) Damnit, why did he send his stupid friend to persecute me? I hate when people do that. They can't man-up and talk to me themselves, they always have their buddies do it. It makes me an angry salamander. And that should only make sense to me at this very moment, just don't question it and your brain won't explode. Promise.

I've been so lazy lately. I've also figured out why I'm so tired all the time. Apparently, I'm a lucid dreamer. I explained my ability to control what goes on in my dreams and Ryan told me it was lucid dreaming. I guess that makes me tired? Not sure. Somehow, it makes sense. Somehow.

I have recently learned that my friend Zane's name comes from the Hebrew name "John"...what? And I hate my name. Sarah. It's just dumb. That's why I go by Katt. Who the hell came up with Sarah anyway? Some idiot. It's just a retarded name.

What else is dumb? Hmm... I think, the Spanish language is dumb. It's just... Pointless. Like, someone spoke gibberish, wrote down the vowels and consonants they heard and VOILA! "Spanish!" ... No, it's gibberish. It's such a cliche language. Like, I don't even want to learn Spanish, but it's all the school offers. I want  to learn German really badly, and the school was going to offer ITV classes for it, but then some teacher wanted to use that room for the Ho-Chunk language instead. No offense against that language, but when am I going to use Ho-Chunk anyway? I'm moving to Chicago for college, and will be in New York for Broadway. German will be used much more frequently. If the school would offer more languages for ITV, it would open up way more variety. Let's face it, no one is going to use the Ho-Chunk language outside of Wisconsin unless it's to confuse someone with fancy throat noises. Sorry. That's how I feel. Though I think it's a great way to learn the cultures of our area. But high school is about preparation for college and life beyond. So sad.

I think German is a beautiful language. And please, don't be ignorant and say it sounds gross and French sounds pretty. Just don't. French sounds all nasally and gross, and German is quite pretty. It just depends which German you're speaking. Low class or high class? It's not all throaty.

Oh goodness, I've rambled long enough. I have not worked on my story at all. I do still have to write that short story for class. I hope he doesn't mind if it's fantasy. I really hate doing reality stories. I hate it. And damnit, I will bend the rules if I want!
I've noticed that lately I've just been really nonchalant about test answers and assignments. Like for one answer on a question about Malcom X and the KKK I wrote: "Malcom X's father was killed by white idiots because" blah blah blah. I'm just done with giving all loopy wrapped around answers for everything. If I can write something, and get straight to the point about it, I'm good. Downgrade me if you want. I will never ask questions about what to write down, and what the teacher wants to see. I just won't. I write down what I want, and if someone has an issue with it, it's their problem. That's how I feel.

Title story: It's just so true <3