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.

Sup

Uh. So. I still haven't posted that picture. Yep. I am aware of this every day. And I have to go outside to take said picture because indoor lighting messes with my phone. And it's raining today.
I'm just here to talk about my problems.
AGENDA:

  • I drive people to do crazy things
  • I want to ask this guy to prom but I don't know if he likes me
  • I am so apathetic that I should probably be on more medication
  • Friends... are difficult, and
  • Forever alone.

    Let's start with number one.
    I almost had a chair thrown at me once. And a bicycle. And I almost had my throat slit open. And I was almost stabbed. And tazed.

    Number two.
    Like, seriously, I think he wants to just be friends but I like him and don't want to make things awkward???? . . . sigh

    Number three.
    Like, I am so apathetic that I drive people to do crazy things. Sometimes it's their fault because they're crazy, but other times it's just because I don't care about anything. More cuonseling or more medication is required.

    Number four.
    My friends are totally breaking their friendship. And... I'm just kind of. Lost.

    Number five.
    I am very controversial and want everything done my way. So I see no way that I can coexist with others. Or even another. The solitary state of the human beings resides with me.

    That's all.

  • Wine wine wine

    Oh god, I'm going to be that awful prick who whines about Valentine's Day. Wahhhhhh. I want someone to love and love me back. In a lovey dovey way. So I can make it all a big deal and make these stupid contraptions and projects and present them and be happy. Like. I was gonna' text my friend B that we should go to Walmart and get stuff to make Valentine's. But then I realized I don't have anybody to give them to. I've made out Valentine's for my classes and teachers and friends, but I can't really do one that is all.... really awesome and stuff. Because I don't have anyone. And it makes me sad... because I don't have one person to dote on and make super happy and love. I've got multiple people to split my love up with. Wahhhhhh. :( Like, there's one person I like, but I've totes been friend-zoned. And I think if I make any moves then I'll be enemy-zoned. Which sucks. Because I only have so many friends. And then I'm supposed to be all.... social and stuff because my counselor says that's how I can get better. Which is true because I don't talk to others enough or speak my mind enough. But I freeze up whenever I have to speak what I'm thinking. So. Like.
    This is dumb.

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