Sorry about the last one. It was a bad-mood kind of day.

School's started now. I found a probable Sevie for me! She's awesome and crazy. On Friday, we both tried to be normal for five minutes. We timed it. We made it. And then we went all splodey, cuz being normal is sooooo boring!!

Yay.

I'm a Alanna/George shipper who likes to write Alanna/Jon. Is that hypocritical?

Somebody told me their OTP (one true pairing) is Lauren/Crazy (me/Crazy). I like that idea. Then they considered the idea of a Lauren/Crazy piece of writing. Fun. Is that a good thing?

I'm enjoying myself with fanfiction right now. Isn't that fun? Amidst the many bad Tamora Pierce fics, there are ones that make me want to cry in joy.

I feel very, very at peace. The only really irratating thing right now?

My parents are gone and won't be back till Wednesday afternoon. Not so bad, unless the one looking after you and your siblings is your Grandpa who talks too much and understands nothing.

I feel prettie. Oh so prettie. I feel prettie, and witty, hooray. What else do I have to say?

I'm typing part of the LLAMA SONG! LLAMAS ROCK!

Here's a llama there's a llama and another little llama fuzzy llama funny llama llama llama duck
Llama llama cheesecake llama tablet brick potato llama llama llama mushroom llama llama llama duck

I'm booooooored! Yeah.

Everybody in the house is telling me to get a life and stop reading Tamora Pierce fanfiction obsessively. I've got news for them. I AM obsessed, so there's no point in saying it like an insult, and even though I laugh it off, it hurts that they say that. They don't know my side of the world, and they don't understand. I know, it's a cliched situation, but hey, I'm living in it, and there's not much you can say to that.

I'm suddenly having an attack of relentless plot bunnies, and have gotten back to my aged, sitting in an attic FF.N account. First matter to change? My penname stunk, so now it's better - Cheeseycraziness, if you want to see.

No, that's not right. My penname ******. It feels sort of powerful to write it. I'm normally totally against any sort of swearing, but you know what? Right now, I don't care. I'm tired, and irratated, and I don't give a **** if you're offended, because somewhere in the ******* world, I need to let it out.

That felt good. I'm surprised.

I just joined the community 31days. I'm still plotting about what to do. Maybe I'll play with my brother at least twenty times for 31 minutes or longer, and try to do that in 31 days as is required. Yeah, that's a possibility.

One of my best friends, who I've known for almost five years, has blocked me in another account from commenting on her LJ, but still has me listed as a friend. I'm so very confused. Why did she do that?

I need a break. I don't know what I need a break from, but I do. And I need my freedom. The freedom I've needed for a long time, yet has been denied over and over. I want a laptop, so I don't need to spend long hours on the only computer in the house and have people stare at me through the office's transparent doors. I want the privacy so I can be me, and I want friends who don't mind my silliness or insanity.

I think getting a totally-unknown-to-anybody LJ's a good start.

When I started writing this entry, I thought this LJ was pointless, and that it wouldn't help me through anything. You know what? I was wrong. I feel better now. Not much, but enough.
I didn't realize I had so many problems bottled up either. When did life get so strange?

I really hope school can sort my questions out, or I'm in for a very long year.

My first entry. Isn't it glamorous?

Don't deny that you love it.
Seriously: don't. I'm warning you.

Umm, I dunno what to say... uhhhhhhhhh.


Oh yeah.

I WANT A TABLET LAPTOP AND I WANT IT WITHIN A MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
please?

Yeah....okay, I'm done now.
Anything else?
Not really.