Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to sound like an emo kid, but I feel hollow...like something is missing and I have no idea what it is. Let's list what I'm not missing...

1. My Rocky Horror gear. I didn't leave any at the theatre...

2. My school registration papers I need to get my schedule, and all filled out and signed.

3. None of my friends are dead or missing. Thank god.

4. All of my romantic intrests are still there, they aren't farther than usual.

5. My more important innerds...I checked.

6. The Nazis in my head are all there...yeah, I hear all of them...

7. Yeah, I've nevered had my sanity to begin with...

I don't know what's wrong...but this empty feeling doesn't feel good physically. *pouts*

Still a boring movie, but the shadow cast helped...

Lucas didn't go, but the other fellow Rocky fellow and seeing Bernie dance helped...

Ryan's still taken, but the chick is rather nice and isn't the girl I thought it was so that helped...

^^

Why do you think I'll be happy for you when you flaunt your girlfriend to me?! I'm fucking pissed when you talk about other girls, so why do you think this is different?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *expoldes*

During the Harry Potter book party for the final book (yay! Now the fandom can officially begin to die) I:

1) Saw two people I knew a long time ago that I would have liked to see.

2) Saw 100's of others who I don't want to see.

3) Began to experience a panic attack while confusion reinged through the crowd.

4) Unfortunatly cancled plans with a hot guy at a showing of Hedwig and the Angry Inch because of this.

5) Experienced the party, but got it for a lot cheaper by purchasing a book at Walmart without the hassle of pre-ordering.

Yay.

   And just in time for the World of Warcraft expansion! Sweet!

   Speaking of which, one of my guy friends sold me an expansion set. And it is special edition too! Cool shit for me! Sweeter!

   But then the guy's girlfriend is being all fucking nutty and threating me and crap. Not sweet.

   But hey, at least I'm still alive.

  Hey...


   You didn't miss much. My teacher got fired, my sister moved back in, and Dick Chaney shot his best friend in the face...you know, same old same old.

So symbolic.

   Sitting on the computer late one night (or early one morning), I had a CD on a counter in my house. Written in it is songs like "Masachism Tango", "Prison Sex" and "Detachable Penis"...this is a CD for the Catholic Ethicly-depraved, like yours truely.

   I'm just sitting there, when my mother (up at 2 am, for God knows what) sneaks down and looks at it. "Detachable Penis? That's a funny song...don't let your father see this." And she walks away.

   I'm still sitting at the computer, wondering why she yells at me for being too sexual....

   I hate my voice, seriously. I was just talking to Meg and my voice went all high-pitch for no reason. For some reason, my History teacher was listening in. The entire day, he wouldn't stop mocking me. For example:

Maura: *humming while working on a cartoon*

Teacher-guy: Yes, it's due tomorrow...*high-pitched* isn't that right, Maura?

Maura: You know what? That makes me a sad panda! Stop making fun on me.

*Teacher-guy laughing while I'm fumming*

   This went on the entire class period till I challenged him to Mortal Combat. The ultimate test of skill, strength, speed and power...and I get to kick people's asses. I even chased him for about 7 feet and tried to rip off a door to kill him...or mame him very badly. I will get him...make it look like an accident with that snopwboarding club of his.



Hehehe.

Yes. I really want to go to sleep, but I can't.