I'm dealing with shit. Everywhere I turn there is insufficient motivation and I have to shoulder those pathetic dogs. Enough. I want it no more. My dedication and devotion for the fineness of others' lives with this. No more. They do nothing for me. They don't thank me nor do they offer to help me... not that I would take their help. This is a dog eat dog world, right? So why am I trying to be nice? Is it to prove them that I'm not made of pure evil? Perhaps, but on days such as these when I'm just barely keeping my hea above the water, shit turns out everywhere. Screw it and screw them. I can't deal with all of this.
You know what keeps happening? A friend of mine ( of the same gender as I ) keeps calling me sexy. I try to laugh it off but C is very persistent. Not that I care about making God cry, I just feel a little annoyed that people assume that just because I don't whore myself off to random people, I must be gay. For the record: I'm not. I'm a perfectly straight heterosexual induvidual. I was born to make mutilated little cretaures called humans.
Anyway, as soon as I have a break, I might be able to deal with all the school and social and personal shit. And until then, I can only gleefully cackle as I paint my nails black for my Act on Saturday. Can't wait for the anime convention. CAN'T WAIT.