Hi, I am back on the scene. Not their scene, but MyScene. Eww, that sounds like a huge Barbie doll collection or something. Wait. It IS a huge Barbie doll collection.
Pimping because I can, ILOVEYOUZAIDOGPEEPS ♥
Me and my Sister's favorite snack. (Too bad it ran out, hurrr) It's like a tongue. :)) And it's yummy, demmet.
My deviantID. Love the grunge texture, yo.
*stares at the picture* Oh. This the day after I found out, oh yeah, okay, I remember. This was at the afternoon. HURRR. I ISH NOT PLEASED.
Early morning scenery at home. I'm speechless. I forgot about taking this picture.
What the fuck am I saying? I'm completely oblivious of what I'm saying right now, I'm sorry, I'm being such a big dummy.
Hello. I resume on blogging, not on photo-blogging. Let's just wait for my grandfather to get out of the hospital, okay? Then I start doing my normal routine again. Haha, I know, I know, no one reads this thing.
Anyway. This day was a little bit disappointing, well, to start it off, it was a Thursday, and Thursdays, in general, are hell days. I mean, c'mon, we go to every building there is in school. Maceda, Computer Building, Main, and Bordner. Dude. That, to sum it up, is hell. Inferno. The lair of the deadly diablo.
Uh, why the hell am I speaking in "narative fanfiction type" text here? Yes, this is Samantha speaking, and I have the weirdest vocabulary ever. I just need to type this out before I do my assignments and stuff. I just want to get my head straight.
So, back to the subject at hand. Day = disappointing. Dainybaby was being a moron for forcing me to to stand a few centimeters away from him, or rather was that fate, since we were on the same place. I saw him go out of the canteen before hand, but I think he went in, I don't really care, since I just went to get Dainybaby and get some Cracklings (lmao). Just proves how much of a pig I am. Well, Dainybaby started calling him and told us to talk, and we just kept on ignoring each other and pretended to talk to somebody else, when in my mind, there's only one thing left to say:
"What's left to be talked about? You love somebody else. I don't care if it's a joke, but the fact that it hurts, and the fact that you didn't deny it, you actually lied to me, sonny, and you've got a lot of persuading if you want me back. Which is totally impossible, by the way. :)"
I know well that he's ignoring me because I said something bad about them. *recalls* Wait, did I? Or is he ignoring me because I'm angry at him? I have no idea.
If he, personally, talks to me, let's see what happen. Let's see if I cry or actually even bother to listen. But I doubt if he even want me back? Why. I'm his worst bad luck. He could never be happy if I am. Well, looks like he's having fun right now, though. Because I'm sad. It's just give and take. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much.
Why don't I want to let this go? I'm a living, breathing person. My pride gets in the way, okay. I'm guessing I won't be able to sleep tonight. I'll be doing a lot writing, thinking, and breathing. Maybe some crying, but GOD, SAMANTHA. The term "crying" sounds overrated coming from you! STFU okay?
As I said before,
"You're not my everything, though I act like you are. And actually, I'm hating it."
I'm not even in the mood to blog yet I try to. Haha. This is getting a lil bit futile and boring, really. You know, updating everything about your life and stuff. It's getting boring since it's a process that you'll repeat for the rest of your boring life. Figures.
Lalalala.
I'll just update you about something minor.
My latest addictions? Androids.
VOCALOIDS, in particular. They look like humans, anime characters actually, but they are actually voice synthesizers and enhance songs. Well, at least that's how I define it.
My new love? Kaito/Kagamine Len.
Well. Shut up. You don't know them. :P
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How sad life is. I guess I'll just do my assignments and stuff later. *sigh*
I look ridiculous in this picture,
