I want to get eyeglasses, so I'll use them when I use the computer, not for looking like a
And you probably noticed I wrote "Attention Slut" instead of Attention Whore, or Attention Seeker.
I'm respecting the term whore, it's a very hard job, it's the cheap lame version of prostitutes.
And seekers, well I see it's as the gadget from pokemon, to check who is ready for another battle (perfect for training).
I should keep reading Reached, but it's so slow, it's giving me a headache, I'm not that good at remembering who been where or who said this and who said that.
Whenever I hear The New National Anthem I remember the time when the Pilot sang the anthem, just sadly, as death.
I don't find death that sad, of course that losing someone is awful, but, after all, it's the cycle of life, and as soon you'll except it, it's better, you will lose people, even in younger ages, but this is the fucking life, and if you ever heard the fairytale about the soldier and the death, the soldier captured the death in a bag, so nobody will die, and it was horrible, people kept aging, never died, in a misery.
So, it's better of this way.
I don't exactly know how I'll react, but I'll manage to live, as much as I'll be able to fake.
I will think about it, every fucking day, but it will fade away eventually, I'll be deep in other thought, and always think about it every now and then.
The eagle, I can't wait to get it.
When I'll get it, I'll go to the tattoo store, where I got my helix, ask them to help me to switch it, and bam, a fucking bird on my ear.
Honey birds are my favorite, after all, they have my name in it.
They seem so tiny, fragile, magical.
I'm not fragile, or magical (though that my bottom fangs are quite sharp -my mother says it's the effect of twilight on me-), and I'm not that tiny, I'm small, very short, but still look like human.
Starting from today, I'm drinking a glass of milk, everyday, at least one, of whole milk.
I want to be taller, and have stronger bones and nails.
Though, I never broke any bone in m body, and I have healthy nails, my friends never believe me that they're real, so they tried to take it off, from my skin, and it's painful as hell.
They are only few things from the many that my body can offer against the flaws.
Incredible nails.
Strong, healthy bones.
I can't wait to get sport shoes for next year.
I have no idea what brand, I just know that my dad will do most of the work, so I'll have only 2-3 shoes to pick and than, chose colors.
I already know what boots I want for next year, military/motorcycle style, it's like the cowboys, but it's lace up style, and I love those, just stunning.
And I want school shirts, because black and white clothing for the whole year, is only acceptable in Pokemon Yellow, because there are no colors.
I want dark olive green, and dusty navy blue, and if there's no choice, dark purple, but no way for pink or red.
They just fucking ugly.
Red reminds me blood, hearts, love, and a girl that I don't really like (Ms. McSlut), red were the color she hates the most, so even now, no, and it's also a color that says about people that they want attention, and attention it's the last thing I need.
And pink, well, no, hell no, it's only for accessories, and the color of the dusty-dark roses on the black skirt that I'll wear tomorrow, for celebrating my waxed legs, and pink also reminds me two things I hate and a sub thing, I hate girls, and Justin Bieber, pink remind me my friend, Maya, who admire Justin Bieber, and Justin remind me that he smoke weed and many fans fucking cut themselves for him.
I won't complain that it doesn't make sense.
So does my reason.
I only except reasons that includes abuses (from any kind), most types of bully, and of self fights, as parents divorcing, fighting with the good and bad inside of you (I really got connected to Zuko), and any other, I'd welcome them to join my club, of fucking moron.
So Justin fans, go fucking do something, something that will make Justin happy, like planting Marijuana in his garden, of giving him Heroine in your fan letters.
I just love Code lyoko, I'm on episode 89, and I'm like most of time "Where's William?/Yay! William!/If Xana will do this, it'll be obvious/Ha! Knew it!/When will William will be good?/I love Odd!/I love Yumi!/I love Ulrich/I love Jeremy/I love Aelita/I love William!/Seriously?You lost your life points because of THIS?"
I'm obsessive.
Today at the University, I thought what will be the best use for activating a tower, and I figured that if I could the Dvashified a tower, I'll send volts to instantly charge my phone and/or my laptop.
And what superpower I'll rather have, I'd say that probably Telekinesis, it's much more useful than the rest.
I won't pick strength, because it's not useful to pick up cars.
I won't pick speed, because if I will, everything will seem so slow.
I won't pick invisibility, because it's not that useful, unless you want to scare people, and that you can do with almost every super power.
And I won't pick flying, because I'm kind of scared of heights.
I'm not scared of heights, I'm just scared from being on vehicles on high places, because I'm afraid that the driver will lose control and we'll go down and die.
Happy thought and I, just not getting along so well.
It's getting late, and I'd like to watch some Orange Is The New Black, goodbye lovers, or everything you'd like to be called, even fighters, or vitamins, it's up to you.
Berries, Survivors,
I hope you'll make it.
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