Hello, hello. My name is Xan and I will be your host this evening. Tonight we are serving Boring Life Problems, SHAMELESS Self Promotion, Conceited Blathering, and Mainly Stupid Stuff. Our most popular wine is Why Me. May I seat you?
Feel free to browse but try not to carouse! I hope you enjoyed my pun up there, because I sure did. Here's some boring facts about moi:
- Not a chick
- Not a dude
- So stfu
- I love you! ily, ilu, <3
- I am the Prince of Punk
Blah blah blah BLAH BLAH UGH HOW BORING.
There's really not much else to say. In my past-time I sleep and draw ugly pictures. Sometimes I write stupid words, which you can see in my only other world "Ugh Just Some Words." Otherwise I'm just a piece of trash weeb.
Yay, I'm in college! And virtually am inactive all over the web. But I had my last classes for the week today, so I can relax. I guess right now I'm kind of procrastinating my work. Aw hell, when am I not procrastinating?
In other news, my bro called me a arrogant, precocious little bitch the other day, and I just flat out cried. Like, what the fuck is wrong with him? Then I got a girlfriend, and he was like, "Good to know that you don't have to feel better about yourself because there's someone else to do it for you." I was like, "Seriously? What the fuck is wrong with you?" We haven't really talked since. And I don't really care.
I've signed up for the big brothers big sisters program. It should be fun.
Let's see, what else... Nah, that's about it. Later!
I did go to sleep that night, though. And it was wonderful. Now I know not to drink six cokes at 10 o'clock at night.
What has been up... making breakfast and seeing Guardians of the Galaxy. Did you know Guardians of the Galaxy is the only Marvel movie to be directed by a woman? Pretty cool, I thought.
Lately I've been reading and blogging about sociopaths. I will give full details when I finish the book. It's titled, "Confessions of a Sociopath" by M.E. Thomas.
Hey guys. Guess what? I didn't sleep at all last night. Not. At. All. I'm kind of tired, but at the same time I'm not.
Not much has been happening. I've been doing lawn work and riding my bike and volunteering. Today I'm going to the beach to read and swim. My brother really wants me out of the house. And he really wants me to read. I am going to be doing quite an awful bit of it come August, so I guess he has a point.
By imagining conversations in my head, I've learned that I shouldn't talk to anybody when I'm running too low on sleep. I can say some pretty strange things that make absolute sense in my head. I haven't been awake twenty-four hours yet, but I inch closer every minute. I hope I can sleep on the beach.
I have to write this from my phone because my new computer has almost two hundred updates. Ugh. It's a hand-me-down comp, but it's better than my last one. I just wish I had something else other than my phone. Oh well.
I've been volunteering and riding my bike. Yippee. I rode to Barnes & Noble and Michael's today. Of course I didn't buy anything, but I did kill some time. I was so excited to see the Halloween decorations at Michael's. I love Halloween.
To be honest I'm kind of scared of going off to college. Like... I'm paying them to teach me. My future is in my hands. I have been so used to being forced to learn... This is a pretty major change. Hmmm.
I was going to participate in the tragic story comic challenge, but then I decided that I want to make a long comic out of the story, and have maybe.... Gosh, I don't know how many chapters. It's a story I've been making up since I was a kid. It's fun, anyways. Meanwhile I will wrestle with reading something and trying to stay active.
Toodaloo.
I want to melt into you. It's not the kind of love where I lust after your body. I want us to be two bodies, and when we touch a little part of ourselves gets caught on each other, and the more we touch the more I become part of you and the more you become of I. I love deeply and passionately, and love not many, and I want to love you, but I can't. You are out of my reach. But then again, all who I love are. The physical world drives a wedge between our minds, our souls, and I cannot be a part of anyone. And this is what upsets me the most about life: that I cannot be part of anyone but me.
