it seems like i'm leaving you, my beauty of a blog.
the new baby is surgesurge-surge.tumblr.com

i hope i can come back eventually with fond memories of our latenight love.

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do not need a fairy tale.

Dwarves or poisoned apples

I'll make you mine

with or without

fate,

destiny,

and

fairy godmothers

atop the shining,

shimmering,

splendid,

sparkle, sparkle hilltops,

I'll build our

pig pen.

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If no one noes yet, anime club just had it's (first in 2 years) maid cafe/festival. Yay.....
Yeah, I'm not too pumped.
I was in a DRESS. That was TOO FUCKING SHORT because according to Amy I'm suddenly SKINNY (which I'm not. Obviously.) and it bunched up and lifted a good 3+ inches in the back.
Yeah. If I MANAGED to bend over I would've exposed myself. JOY.

I was in the bathroom for a good 10 mins before deciding just to change out in the open... -__-
It was a weird experience. Kinda.
And Vionna and I bashed heads. XD

ANYWAYSS~
If you haven't read Amy's blog post yet...well, u phail.
We (meaning me, amy, chrissy, & kevin) went to IPPUDOOOOO <333 and got some ramen.
Kevin & Amy ended up getting Tori (ITS TORI AMY. NOT...TIRO OR W/E) and chrissy got shoyuuuuu and me gots miso. ^^
According to Amy the place was "romantic". Psssh, you would know romantic if it hit you in the face and started hip thrusting.
ANYWAYS. Afterwards, we ended up walking in the rain [ruining my hair AND makeup, mind u.]
I had to put my hair into a TOPKNOT.
A TOPKNOT I TELLS U.

ugh. w/e.
Its 4 in the morning and i still cant sleep.
Imma be mad bitchy tomorrow. Most likely because of this stupid thing called a hanover


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Really, I'm a fun person. I ENJOY being nice to people (with the occasional slap). I hate having unnecessary fights and hateful conversations but SOME DAYS I just hate things. Like today for example.
I really shouldn't even be posting about this on here but I just really am not in the mood to hold in stupid fucked up feelings.
Lets just say Person A likes Person B. Person B likes Person C. And Person C likes some insignificant bug who shall be Person D even though he isn't going to show up in this stupid post of a story.
And lets just say I'm friends with (some of) these pathetic people.
.
.
.
How do I say I feel like throwing up without sounding like a bitch?
Yeah. I feel like upchucking all over that asswipe's face.

...I'm not gonna even elaborate on this anymore.
I'll just sound like some bitch.

PS.
Today was Tolerance Day.
I wrote "I want my parents to get a divorce."
Someone told me that I was a depressing bitch.
I decked her.
I went home.
And showed my mother my "extra-credit assignment".
Just to see her reaction.
She cried.
So did I.

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