God, I'm I've posted like, what, 3 times today already? Still on my dad's IBM Thinkpad because mom's being sorta a comp hog... with all of her manips and stuff she's doing. My friend got ungrounded and she came over for a while. I am suspicious because her mom never lets her get off being grounded so easily. Here's my philosophy for getting grounded: "Don't do the "crime" if you can't do the "time"." I think she may be lying to me about being grounded at all, maybe because I ticked her off last night before all of this hoo-hah. Grrr, that would totally piss me off. Her allaby is right... but something is fishy still.
anyway, I am super-mad at my mom right now because we were supposed to dye eggs today for Easter tomorrow but now it's like, midnight. I've already asked her twice about it and she keeps saying, "Do I look like I am ready to dye eggs?" all snotty like. Dude, I think we are going to be heathens for Easter. But hey, it's not like we're going to church tomorrow or something. The last time I went to church was Palm Sunday.... LAST YEAR!!!!! To me, church is just a social event for people to gawk at what you wore and crap and not about accepting Jesus Christ. I wish it weren't that way. Then, maybe I would go every sunday and every mass. My dad tells me that Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve is really cool because it's like, church at midnight... which sounds like a lot of fun. You know what? I've never been Baptised (s.p.) either. Do think I'm a Heathen now?
Sorry to get on all of this religious stuff right now, but it's helping me vent. I once read in my mother's Bible not too long ago in some psalm or other that God hates all gay people and its a horrible sin. I immediatly shut that book an walked away from it. I don't mean to talk against God's word or anything... and I pray that he doesn't send me to hell for it when I die, but... does he really hate them? He aid he hated the Pagean peeps too and I have a friend that is of that belief!! Does that mean that he's going to send Andrew to hell? I feel ver strongly about the subject of God hating all gay people and I believe that God loves us all no matter what sex we are attracted too. It makes me sad when all of the Christ liberals (I don't like them) go against the gays. I mean come on! They are just people too! What is their problem with what that specific person's sex attraction (male or female) is!?! AND IS IT REALLY ANY OF THEIR BUSINESS!?!?! I mean, som egays are very comfortable with being gay and are very open about it. For instance, Ian McKellan is OPENLY gay. I ave no problem with that. I say, "Hey, you know what, do what ya gotta do. When you wanna ad how ya wanna. If you get sent to hell gay people, I might as well be joining you there for not being against it."
That's all I gotta say about that.
Wait, no. There's more. If God let us have free will... why would he care if people were gay or not?
There. Done.
*yawns* I'm tired... gonna go to bed and have nice, nice dreams about Legolas and Aragorn. *grins* very nice dreams. See, ya know, I'm glad I'm not up against guys being gay because then, I don't have to feel guilty about having a strange and sometimes very disturbing addiction to the Lord of the Rings slash genre. MMMMMMMM!! Slashy! Legolas/Aragorn is my fave pairing. TaStY!!!!
Hello, journal! Today is Saturday and I am on my dad's laptop once more (lurvy keys on the keyboard...)! This is such a nice little IBM Thinkpad... as I may have said before. Right now I am sitting on the couch in my living room watching some old color movie with my dad. My brother is on the computer doing his stupid Neopets and complaining because password manager doesn't remember his password. The movie is about some WWII insane asylum for American soldiers that have gone loony because of the horrors of war. There's this doctor dude that is trying to help all of the become normal again. It really is an interesting movie even though it is old. I laughed when the doctor visited this dude that was formerly a comander and was in his little room and yelling at all of his troops. It was funny because he's telling all of these people who aren't there at all to form ranks... but then again it was really sad because stuff like that did happen. He called himseld "Mr. Future" and secretly spoke to "Mr. Past". He kept asking the doctor if "Mr. Future" was mad. Aw, how sad, just now, one of their patients just commited suicide by flinging himself off of a water tower. How saddening. ;_;
Anyway, I slept really well last night. No crazy dreams out of the norm. Once I dreampt about the film Black Hawk Down and Todd Blackburn (the dude Orlando Bloom plays) falling out of the helicopter. I was appearantly Eversmann (Josh Hartnet) which was pretty funny. Since it's so early in the day nothing interesting has gone on... yet. Maybe I can bribe my mom and dad in to taking me shopping at the mall today so I can go to Hot Topic. Hm, probably not though because the last time we went... my mom spent $78. LOL. that was alright though, my dad makes good money at his job... not meaning to sound haughty.
Yeah, I'm like really hyper now because I figured out how to make my journal text green... also I'm bored off my arse.... so here's a little poem.
YOUR DECEPTION
Staring at the stars Wondering why I'm here Sometimes this world sucks... Really bad But that's okay Do you see me complaining? Yes Of couse ya do Why else was I put on this earth? Okay, that was a dumb question But hey, it's my life And do I look like I care? Yes But hey, that's your deception I think
Hello everybody! I'm happy that I have gotten both of my Shy Writers' stories up. I am typing in my journal particularly now because I'm on my dad laptop. My mom's on the comp so I can't get on. I'm glad he offered me to use it. This keyboard is really comfortable and nice. That's why I'm typing with it right now... just because I like the soft little clicky noise it makes when I press the keys. So happy.
Also, another reason why I a in a joyous mood right now: NO MORE KEYBOARDING CLASSES AT SCHOOL! Yay! We finished our course at the begining of 4th quarter until 7th grade next year. No more monotonous voice at 50 decibles to have to listen to for 20-30 minutes four days out of the week, no more "proper finger paths" to have to remember and no more passwords and titles to have to memorize. Now, I can type the way I want to... even if its not correct.
For Easter break we got today off and will get Monday off also. My dad made a funny joke at dinner, calling us "heathens" because we ate meatball subs on good Friday. I laughed, not all that hilarious but still funny enough to make you chuckle.
I also laughed today and last night because my best friend got grounded for a week because her grades suck... really bad. Now she's probable going to bite my head off when she hears I said this on the internet, but hey, it's not my fault this keyboard is sweet and I have nothing else to do. And it's not my fault she's always pointing the finger at me and making whatever she did wrong my fault. I hate that. And I can't believe she got mad at me for telling her she needs to improve her grades. As if I were making fun of her or something! Maybe I was a little hard, but you know, she has no excuse for failing 7th grade again because... she's already taken it once before!
Today I watched the first DVD of the extended version of Return of the King because I was majorly bored off my poor butt. My brother and I made fun off all of the Orcs and Frodo and Sam while we took turns seeing who could do the best Gollum impression. My brother won because he actually got on the floor and rolled around on it screaming, "My preciousssss! Gahhhh! Precious!" I was hilarious.
Yeah, well, school sucks as well and the internet life has been slow. Yesterday at school some stupid kid in my class thought it would be funny if he took my umbrella (which I had brought in the room because we were getting ready to leave and I was tired of the stupid 5th graders taking it and throwing it down the hall when I was away) and tried to hump it. It was SO disgusting I almost threw up. I took my poor, mentally damaged umbrella and held it for the remainder of the time, threatening any boy who came near it with, "Touch my umbrella and you'll find it's little metal point shoved into a spot that you will not very much appreciate." I think they got the message. Yeah, I guess you could say that my school is twisted... because it really is. EXAMPLE: Coming to school and finding boys shimmying up the volleyball poles while we wait outside for the bell and humping them for attention is horrifying. Talk about being scared for life! And of course both of the boys that were doing it were in my class and I most likely would have to sit by them sometime that day. And that is literally ALL they talk about. If its bad enough that I refuse to sit at the same table they are sitting at at lunch... that could signal that SOMETHING is wrong. Everyone thinks I'm weird in my class too because I have no crushes on ANYONE in my class and I have only "gone out" twice for maybe a day or so. Here's my thing, by the time my classmates and I are 16 or so there will be no one else in the whole school district our age that we haven't dated before. That is sad. Really sad. And all it is is a female predatory scam that makes girls hate one another. It only gives the preps something to talk about as they primp their hair for 15 minutes in that bathroom. That's all they talk about in all of our classes, that's all they talk about in the lunch line, and it's all they talk about at recess. Call me crazy, but I really hate recess. I sit on the sidewalk and draw, write and do assignments because I have no other friends to play with and because I hate football and kickball.
There's this one kid in my class who thinks Lord of the Rings is cool just because I like it. And THANK YOU VERY MUCH DEAREST TEACHER FOR MAKING OUR SEATING ARANGEMENTS JUST PERFECT SO THAT I HAVE TO SIT BY HIM FOR A WHOLE THREE WEEKS!!!!!! All he ever does is ask me if he can look at my Lord of the Ring Weapons and Warefare book instead of do his work. I mean, it can't be too hard, all he has to do is 2 assigments before he is allowed to go to the "Special Education Room" because he is... a little mentally retared. Well, maybe that is a little harsh but he does have proliminent learning disbilities. I like him tho and feel bad for him too because everyone makes fun of him for it. I mean, something wrong with the picture for him if even the people he hangs out with make fun of him and don't want him to sit by them at luch. So here I am, sticking up for the poor guy because he's just not equipped to defend himself in the big bad social battle of 6th grade. But I don't care... he's sorta like one of those kids who's probable finally gonna snap and bring a gun to school and start picking off classmates. My mom says that I just have to strife to never give him and anyone a reason to hate me... or in his hypothetic case... shoot me with an AK-47 sniper rifle when he finally draws the last straw. But it's not like I'm that worried about it though, my mothersays that it's just nothing I should loose sleep over because the chances of it are like.... 10,000 to 1. It could happen though.
Other than that, my brother is having a friend spend the night tonight and he's like, super-obnoxious so it's really loud and unpeaceful here. I, sadly, am stag tonight because, yeah, as I may or may not have already told you, my best friend is grounded and I'm BORED. If I was actually on my comp and had Yahoo! sighned up I could be chatting with someone right now, but I'm not so sure my dad's work would aprove because... it's not really his laptop. ^_^
I can't wait till Easter. I don't go to church on Easter Sunday even though I am a Christian. It really bug sthe hell out of me when people (a kid in my class in particular) say that I can't be Christian unless I go to church. Uh, HELLO! THIS IS THE 21ST CENTURY!!!!! I AM NOT A WITCH AND AM NOT GOING TO BE THROWN IN JAIL AND TRIED FOR TREASON OF GOD HIMSELF BECAUSE I DON'T GO TO CHURCH. That really made me dislike the kid who did that to me and now I totally avoid him altogether. I am also now wondering that, since I'm 12 and only have way believe in the Easter Bunny if he's (a.k.a. Mother and Father) bring me treats lol. If I had to look at it like a pessimist (I am trained to be a full-fledged one... LOL) I say that they would assume I had lost all faith in the little furry guy and just got my 10-year-old brother treats. Wouldn't that suck?
Your, Balefulbane
P.S. Please excuse all of the spelling mistakes because, right now I am too lazy to actually fix all of them. Hell, you know... why am I even appologizing? I don't give a crap if you don't like my lack of grammar ability! Pssh...
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