watching: Siro Rant About Gary n.n
listening to: So Much For The Afterglow - Everclear
mood: Who needs Moods when they have Caffeine?

This is a song about Susan
This is a song about the girl next store
This is a song about the every day occurances that make me feel like letting go
Yes I think we're got a problem

So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow

-hums cheerfully- Well, let's see. Gary's suicidal and that's annoying me.
People shouldn't be suicidal. It's lame. -nods sagely- Siro says I'm not understanding the magnitude of this, but maybe I don't want to,
BAKA-CHAN! ^_^

bittersweetsingersiro: ..baka-chan..? Did you just call me an idiot? Your head is mine


-giggles softly and leans back, humming- I, for once, am rather cheerful. I applaud
myself, though this is probably a rather dismal time for me to be peppy. A)
It's 6:51 in the morning. B) Gary's suicidal. C) Siro's losing her patience with
me and with Gary. I think she might kill someone soon. o.o'''''

Mmmm..... This could be a problem.. >.>'''

This is a song about Susan
This is a song about the way things are
This is a song that you see from the corner of your eye
Dont you wonder why?
We never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow

-holds Siro back and sighs- There goes my happy mood..............................
But here are some random questions!

1) Hemaphordite. Boyfriend or Girlfriend?
2) MPD. Your friend, or friends?
3)Do you dream of ladders (girl) or entering a room (boy)?


:-D! For all you who know what number 3 means, yay for you. For all you who don't, let me explain. If you're dreaming about climbing a ladder and you're a
girl, you want sex. If you're dreaming about being on a ladder and climbing,
and you're a girl, you're getting sex. If you're dreaming about entering a room,
and you're a boy, you want some. If you're dreaming that you keep going a
room, and you're a boy, you're getting sex. n.n Cuz ladders are PHALLIC symbols
, and rooms are VAGINAL symbols.

See, I don't have to go to school to learn things. (I missed yesterday, 'mental health day') My sister just tells me this random crap.

And if you want to know what a phallic symbol is, look it up.

1.Of, relating to, or resembling a phallus. (PENIS!)
2.Of or relating to the cult of the phallus as an embodiment of generative power: phallic worship. <-- o.O Penis-worshipper?
3.Of or relating to the third stage of psychosexual development in psychoanalytic theory, from about ages three to six, during which gratification is focused
on sensations associated with the genital organs. The phallic stage is preceded
by the anal stage and followed by the latency period. <-- The hell?

I'm probably the only person you will ever see writing about phallic symbols in
her blog. n.n!

Phallic symbols -

Pens- Longer then they are wide. Like a penis
Buildings- They are erected (but a room is a vaginal symbol)
Skateboards- Boys riding around on this penis'
Firearms- They simulate ejaculation
Cars- power symbols, 'riding it'

When we were a matriarchal society, we lived in caves, things we only entered.
When we became a patriachal society, we lived in buildings, that were erected.

:-D!! I LOVE MY SISTERS PSYCHOLOGY CLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Anyway, about meh missing school. I was really depressed, so I pleaded cramps and
and stayed home. My mom came in around 11 and asked me if I was 'feeling better'.
I was still pretty down, so I said that it still hurt and asked if I could stay home,
which she sighed and agreed to, before leaving for class. I woke up again around
11:45 and realized I wouldn't be allowed online, and thus would not feel better. I
tried calling my mom but she didn't pick up her phone. I tried my dad, and he didn't pick up either. So I couldn't walk to school, cuz I knew they'd be mad that
I'd left. >< I just can't win. Anna came back around 1 and asked me if I was sick. I
shook my head and she went to her room. She couldn't have driven me because
she didn't have a car, damnit. So I sat around at home all day, making my self
progressively more miserable.

Then I snuck online and the people I wanted to talk to were all away. XD Irony
slaps me upside the head once more. >_<'''' Then I called Siro and she was practicing
piano (The reason she wasn't online), it was too late at night to call Liz and 'sides,
her computer is broken! ARGH!


We never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
We never ask ourselves the questions to the answers
that no body even really wants to know
yes I hung this when wrote over
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow


I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember, I remember, I remember.

It took me forever to realize meh name was in dat song. Whoops? n.n''

myeh.. -collapses, head slamming into keyboard. Looks up and erases random
letters- >_
Ja ne! ^_~<3

LEMME A COMMENT! n.n

We never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
We never ask ourselves the questions to the answers
that no body even really wants to know
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
Yeah, I guess we need the drama
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow


The only thing that makes me smile is knowing you'll never be happy.

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