I.... don't know. I was going to say something, I felt like I should say something, but I couldn't think of that thing I so desperately wanted to say.
Sigh.
I want to roleplay, but I can't think of anything. It is aggravating. Incredibly. Moreso than it should be.
I want to roleplay Sydney, Avery, and Theodore especially, but I have no ideas for that roleplay.
Actually, in general, I suck at coming up with ideas. That's just how it is. Not only that, but I'm really bad at interacting with others in a roleplay. It's simple really, just place your character near another character and have them interact. But for some reason it seems incredibly difficult for me, and then I feel like I'm not involved while I know I need to be involved. It's just... argh. I get frustrated with myself. I am such an idiot sometimes, but I can't seem to do anything about it.
I saw Matt today. After school. My brother went over to his friend's house and we went to pick him up on the way to game night. It just so happens that Matt lives across the street from Peter's friend, and he was outside mowing the lawn. I said hi and stuff. Then we left and had bucketloads of fun at game night.
Nicole and JM are truly awesome. And they will both be at Geek.Kon. JM will be giving a presentation too, between 12:00 and 2:00 or sometime around then. It would be cool to see him there and stuff, since we actually know each other.
A shower? Yes, voice in my head, that sounds like a good idea. I do need a shower, quite desperately. Well, maybe not quite
that desperately, voice in my head. Just enough to go upstairs and take one. Can't be greasy and smelly tomorrow, oh no.
My hair gets so nasty by the end of the day. Again, an aggravating something. Not nasty in the dirty, greasy sense, but messed up and tangled. Grrr...
I don't think it would work if I were girly. It just... wouldn't. No. Nuh-uh.
Dresses, skirts... not my thing. Sometimes I wish they were, but I just can't picture them and me in the same image. I'm just not wired that way.
This post seems like it is so much longer than it really is.
Sigh.
That's my second sigh that I've typed. I've sighed more times while writing this, but they weren't important enough to be acknowledged.
I need that job, man. I neeeeed that job. What job is "that job"? Any job that I can get. So far I've applied to the Boston Store and Copps. Next is Target. Then Breugger's or Bed Bath and Beyond if I get desperate, since I'm not sure what ages they are looking for.
Of course, I could just apply to a different Copps if I don't get the first job. But I have a good enough change. I mean, come on, they need more workers, and I'm trying for bagging and stocking. It seems they can never have too many of those.
I have sketchbook assignments. I don't like them. They are perspective drawings, and I really don't like those. They never look proper and always turn out funky and fake-looking. Blech. And I know they will help me with drawing things that I actually enjoy, but I wish I could just be better at perspective to begin with. Seriously, I could do so much with that skill that I can't do now.
Whatever, it's getting late. I need to take a shower. My bed is calling me. So is my wall of Elvis and postcards.
That is one important reason that I need a job. I want to buy postcards off of deviantART and flood my room with them. But I can't do that unless I had an adequate amount of money. Also, you know, things like college entail much moolah, along with cars... I probably won't get my own car for a while though. Way too expensive. The actual car, then insurance and having things fixed up... I couldn't afford that.
Anyway, bed. No, first shower, then bed. Oh, bed, how you torture me so.
My dreams have been strange lately, in a disturbing sense. I should post about them sometime. But not now. Now there is no time. None. Be gone, ye thoughts that demand to be type out. Back, cretain! Shun!
So long, Good night.
Current Mood:
awake
Current Music: The Kinslayer- Nightwish (IN MAH HEAD)