Ew.

Ew, ew, ew?

I wonder, am I boring?

Bah...I really really hope I'm not boring.

Urgh, I am boring. You should have told me, all of you are responsible.

:) I want to go to Scotland like Hell. And France would be nice...but...but...nah. Scotland! And Cherwi!

I'm boring. =(

*SOBS*

Feeling Like An Idiot

Nyahahaha. This isn't the greatest feeling, but it's not that bad either.

I feel like...*drum roll*...a moron! (Someone with the intelligence of a six year old or younger.)
I guess I probably made myself a complete idiot. I mean with all this contest hype. I should have known it was too good to be true. And yet, I don't know if it IS too good to be true. It's confuzzling.

Well, maybe it is real. It just doesn't seem quite right, 's all. Maybe I'm being a freak for nothing. Maybe I could still win money (rather an easy way to get out of my permanent state of brokedom), but there's absolutely no way to be sure. And I don't feel comfortable handing out my personal information on the internet. Plus I can't think of a decent pen-name. Josephine Jewell Wideman? No thank you. Ew. Urgh. God help us, Everyone.

I wonder, I wonder, what am I going to do? *Le curse*

UUUUUURGH!

No internet! And I survived...and...it wasn't so bad. xD

Why? Because we moved, and for a month we hassled with different Wireless companies. They canceled our order, they told us we had to pay too much - everything under the sun. I read books all day, did too much school work (well not really), cooked and cleaned and thought too much, and I went walking in a forest. YAY!

I read The Picture of Dorian Gray...that was awesome...in one day. It was wicked. Brilliant. Devastating. Terrible. Cruel. Meaningful. I could add a million adjectives, but I don't need to post a Thesaurus today. Plus I'm writing this while the pasta is over-cooking and the spaghetti looks like shit. And I'm chatting.

Dammit. Having internet is a awful distraction. It's horrible. It's wonderful. It's brilliant. It's fantastic. I hate it with all my heart, but that's the same thing as loving.

Okies...must run...love you all to Hell and Heaven and back again.

COOOOKIES!

Later.