Weeelllll.... had a date today, with Gary-kun.. so.. yeah.. It was awesome ^^; If you want details, IM meh and I'll tell ya, but I dun feel like writing it all out here.. so... SUFFER! Mwaha..hahaha...haha..ha.. Anyway!

I have discovered a new brand of morons. Is it just me, or do people seem to think that JUST cuz someone is met/only-talked-to on the Internet, it makes them a less valid friend? Because I read your annoying blogs and you never mention anything of anyone online. You talk about anything else, but if something big happens, you don't add it in, like it didn't REALLY happen. Are we not that important? We're just people blocked by the walls of our cold glass cages. -shrugs softly- Could just be me, but I have awesome friends online, and personally, they're not less valid. So BITE ME, bitches.

Anyway... having an arguement with Tony.. Today must be arguement day.. Only Tony's is slightly more civilized then the one I had with my mother. After we dropped Liz home, my mother started berating me because she'd heard I'd kissed Gary (whoopie doo). Then she went into how I am a failure. Read excerpt.

Meh- So what? To you, it's a mistake
Mother- EVERYTHING you do is a mistake! Breathing in is a mistake!
Meh- Thank you, I pride myself on that everyday.
Mother- Why won't you die already? You are such a freak of nature! Just accept what is right and wrong.
Meh- I have a right and wrong, and it's not my fault they don't always fit yours.
Mother- Then you're wrong! You must follow the Bible for everything.
Meh- God gave us free choice, not so we'd become dull, boring slaves to a book of Guidance! It's there to Guide, not dominate!
Mother- You don't know what you're talking about!
Meh- And you do?
Mother- Your father is wrong. You weren't a gift from God. You're a punishment from Satan. You sick, Satanic freak!
Meh- I love you too mother dearest.
Mother- You make me sick.
Meh- Glad I influence you so boldly.


Another fruitless, boring screaming match with my mother. I would say that I win, except she gets her part out of it- She hurts me. So I guess neither one of us ever wins and we will keep doing this forever. Fabulous, isn't it. Very pointless, exceedingly dull and yet, we keep doing it. Like sex as you get older.


I just compaired something me and my mother do.. to sex... -shudders-


Nauseating.




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