1. Is there anything written on your hand right now? If so, what?
2. What’s the last test you failed?
Mmm…algebra 2 in the 10th grade.
3. Apple Or Orange?
No, thank you.
5. Did you ever believe there was a world on the other side of the mirror?
No, but my reflection looks evil sometimes. I can’t believe that’s me.
6. What colors are your computer theme?
Silver and black.
7. What are you listening to?
The space heater humming away and making me crazy.
8. Which do you use more often, the backspace key or the delete key?
10. What’s the weirdest thing you have hanging on your wall?
I don’t hang things.
11. Do you use bubble bath or those tablets that make the water a different color?
12. If you could alter one thing about your personality, what would it be?
I would be more charismatic and able to bend people to my will…would save me the trouble of beating them or making scenes.
13. What’s the most comical thing that has happened today?
Nothing was funny.
14. Give us some of your random knowledge:
Warner Bros. Will own the “Happy Birthday” song until the end of time, unless they forget to keep renewing the patent.
15. Have you ever tried to count all the stars in the sky?
16. Do you use body glitter?
What a horrible thought.
17. What’s the weirdest insult you’ve ever heard?
When people genuinely want to know if I’m gay. I find that insulting, since it’s always people close to me who should know me to some extent. That’s not weird though. Just insulting and giving me a permanent paranoia that people who don’t know me well must also think this about me…I hate my life.
18. Do you read and/or write fanfiction?
No. Well, sort of. I used to read LOTR fanfiction. THe comedy ones were the best. I hated the “drama” ones where the writers were trying too hard.
19. What about fanart?
Again, used to go through the archives on this LOTR fan web page…but that was 7-8 years ago.
20. What is something you’ve given to someone today?
I gave one person a comment on xanga…does that count? I haven’t seen anyone else to give things to, ‘cept my family, but I didn’t give them anything either. I wasn’t even asked to pass the salt at dinner.
Anyway, I really am not looking forward to Shakespeare. But so far I haven’t read a single assignment for the class. Must not allow another week to pass in this fashion or I’ll REALLY regret it.
I can almost hear properly again, too, so that’s nice…although I am still a little off.
And tomorrow I have to go to the tooth people to schedule an appointment to have my wisdom teeth ripped out. I hate that. I hate that we have to leave no later than 8:30 tomorrow morning. I shouldn’t be waking up until 9 at the earliest. Grr. I hate mornings. I don’t like to see them. I like to wake up just before it gets dark out, and then go to sleep just as it’s getting light again. I don’t like getting up at 6:30 so that I can be all cleaned up and awake to go see some people who are going to poke around my poor, stuffy head and make me decide when I want to come back to have my mouth cut on and be absolutely terrified in the meantime….grr…
Know what else I hate? I hate days where I get up only to find that my family is fighting about something, and my siblings are all hiding like animals in their little bedroom dens, and my Mum is locked in the spare bedroom so that I can use their shower—and the only person I can find is Dad, and he won’t tell me what’s going on or who is mad and why. All he says is the usual what he always says that’s not answering any of my questions and is just making my blood boil instead, and he tells me that I’m really mean and that I’m “dripping venom” when I talk BUT HE WON’T ANSWER MY DAMN QUESTIONS!!! …and then when I decide that the best thing to do is to not hide like everyone else, but to go about acting like a decent human being and make a sandwhich because I’m bloody starving and haven’t eaten in over 12 hours, what does my dad do? Well, he decides to start sharpening knives behind me. I rather wanted to ask him if he was thinking about stabbing me, but I decided that would probably not be in keeping with me trying to act decent and like a human.
I hate days like this. Nothing good ever comes of them.
Reeser: Do you like annoying me?
SmarterChild: Yeah, I think so. Do you like annoying you?
SmarterChild: Really? It’s interesting, especially since other people I’ve talked to say they like annoying you.
Reeser: Really, like who?
SmarterChild: No way, not like who!
SmarterChild: I can’t understand what you’re saying…
Reeser: Who likes annoying me???
SmarterChild: You don’t.
Reeser: I know that. Who else likes annoying me?
SmarterChild: I can’t be too sure.
Reeser: But you said you knew!