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Wrath. Purges. Fire. Doom.
Mar. 28th, 2005 08:38 pmWrath
Because my brother is an insufferable prat. He goes into my room, which in itself is bad enough, and then he has the nerve to take stuff out... and use it, and then acts all surprised when I get pissed off. Stupid curr. It makes me so terribly angry.
But I'm getting a lock on my door. W00t. That'll show the smug little prick... Oh, anger. It makes me so angry that he gets away with the shit he does, and I get told to be silent because my parents don't want to fight with the worthless slag. I hate it.
Purges
Today, I decided to clean up my room a bit. I emptied out a drawer in my desk to make room for textbooks [since they'd been stacked on the floor until now], and was quite ruthless with getting rid of the old contents. Though I did keep some things... I also went through my wardrobe and got rid of a great heap of old clothes which I would either never, ever wear [ie. psuedo-velvet leggings] or that don't fit me anymore. I now have space for clothes - it is a marvelous thing. I might make the most of the end-of-season sales and go and purchase me some wearing-cloths sometime this week. It'll be good. Oh yes. Or I won't find anything I like and fall into a sullen rage at the incompetence of the general populace...
Fire
Fire Emblem rocks. Really! However, it is highly addictive.
Doom
Tomorrow morning I'm going to [hopefully] aquire me a Learner's Permit.
It should go as planned - I've gotten 30 of 30 twice in a row now, and before that I was getting 25s and 26s. I rather hope I do. I want to have my lisence before I turn 18...
The trick, I think, is to give way to your right. Always. No buts.
Sort of excited about it actually. Whee.
I have no idea what I'm going to do for my Creative Writing assessment. I have all these tails of ideas racing around my head, but I know they're not enough for a story. And I know a lot of them aren't actually my characters. I might dig up some of my old ones and just.. make them not bad. Or something. I wish I had some firm idea of what I should do.
I could always use some sort of thing from the Leeuwin experience, as I was planning to make that into some kind of highly exaggerated tale anyway, but I'm not sure I want to do it as an assignment. I have to write that other thing too... ah, crap. Mabye it'll help, though. Oh... woe is me.
The thunderstorm was fun, wan' it?
So that was my day.
Tuesday tomorrow. Remember to watch out for UFOs.
Because my brother is an insufferable prat. He goes into my room, which in itself is bad enough, and then he has the nerve to take stuff out... and use it, and then acts all surprised when I get pissed off. Stupid curr. It makes me so terribly angry.
But I'm getting a lock on my door. W00t. That'll show the smug little prick... Oh, anger. It makes me so angry that he gets away with the shit he does, and I get told to be silent because my parents don't want to fight with the worthless slag. I hate it.
Purges
Today, I decided to clean up my room a bit. I emptied out a drawer in my desk to make room for textbooks [since they'd been stacked on the floor until now], and was quite ruthless with getting rid of the old contents. Though I did keep some things... I also went through my wardrobe and got rid of a great heap of old clothes which I would either never, ever wear [ie. psuedo-velvet leggings] or that don't fit me anymore. I now have space for clothes - it is a marvelous thing. I might make the most of the end-of-season sales and go and purchase me some wearing-cloths sometime this week. It'll be good. Oh yes. Or I won't find anything I like and fall into a sullen rage at the incompetence of the general populace...
Fire
Fire Emblem rocks. Really! However, it is highly addictive.
Doom
Tomorrow morning I'm going to [hopefully] aquire me a Learner's Permit.
It should go as planned - I've gotten 30 of 30 twice in a row now, and before that I was getting 25s and 26s. I rather hope I do. I want to have my lisence before I turn 18...
The trick, I think, is to give way to your right. Always. No buts.
Sort of excited about it actually. Whee.
I have no idea what I'm going to do for my Creative Writing assessment. I have all these tails of ideas racing around my head, but I know they're not enough for a story. And I know a lot of them aren't actually my characters. I might dig up some of my old ones and just.. make them not bad. Or something. I wish I had some firm idea of what I should do.
I could always use some sort of thing from the Leeuwin experience, as I was planning to make that into some kind of highly exaggerated tale anyway, but I'm not sure I want to do it as an assignment. I have to write that other thing too... ah, crap. Mabye it'll help, though. Oh... woe is me.
The thunderstorm was fun, wan' it?
So that was my day.
Tuesday tomorrow. Remember to watch out for UFOs.
