Happy Bloody Halloween!

Well, today was a waste of a perfectly good Halloween.

I would just like to point out that Halloween is the most awesome holiday ever, and mine was not sufficient as a Halloween day of awesomeness.

I spent from about 10 (or was it nine? damn daylight savings time) until 5 watching TV, reading, and generally moping about, doing nothing (I have mucha tarea, too, oh well) and yelling at my parents to leave me alone. They thought I was mad at someone, but no matter how much I denied them (since I really wasn't, I just wanted some "oh, let's not do anything" time for myself) they persisted, so I was just like, fine, go away.

Then I went to work, where I did manual labour for two hours, and then they released me.

Then I stopped by Kristens, and immediately realised I would have more fun at her house than at Elizabeth's, so I said I'd be back ASAP.

Then I went to Elizabeth's. I walked in the door, and she was visibly stressed. I think the only other person who even noticed me was Big R, who kind of just stared at the 80's get up in a confused manner. Then they were all leaving anyway, and so I kind of walked out into the driveway with them, since I needed to move mi coche, and while out there Dan suddenly noticed me, and got really very confused, and said "whoa, where'd you come from?" This, unfortunately, got the attention of Megan Dever, who came after me and attempted to hug me. I proceeded to elbow her in the general area of the boob and snarl, "what have I told you about toucching me?" and then walk off in a bitchy manner. Well, like Ryan said, at least I'm not one of those girls who pretends to be friends with people that I don't really like. Anyway, so after that, I moved my car out of everyone's way. Very far away. To Kristen's, in fact.

I had a splendid time at Kristen's, though. We watched Texas Chain Saw Massacre, and had an amazing time making fun of it and making jokes that will damn us all to hell. Then there was no ending. And then I came home.

At that leaves me here, with no homework done.

Last night, I hung out with Ali O for the first time in ages, and it was pretty cool. We went to a party in West Park, and I made new friends, and that's always good. I also wound up driving her piece of piss 14 year old car that refuses to turn and such. And the spedometer? Yeah, only goes to 85. That's definately under my highway speed limit.

Superficial people like Elizabeth Hazel are the gayest things to ever hit this side of the Mississippi.

Anyway, people are stressing me out. I love Katie, Kristen, Ryan and Sean. I'm a little worried about the sexual orientation of David. I think Elizabeth Hazel is a self-obsessed faggot. And I think the Megan Dever should stop trying to hug me. And see, that there is care and concern. Because if she doesn't stop, I might hurt her. And if that's not looking out for her well-being, then I don't know what is.

Tally fricken ho.

yo ho
yo ho
a (::seethe::) pirate's life for
~me