Ninjaar

Holy crap! Never go through your old work and expect to be impressed.  I was just like "What the fuck was I thinking?!  Where the hell did I come up with these gay names?!" I fear I'm embarrassed to be myself.  Silly, silly me. So anyway, It's my birthday in 2 weeks.  I'm excited, whooo. /cheer Yeah, that's all the pep I've got so I'm gonna go do something else. Wewt. (Hey look, I found moar pep! But srs, that's it) <3

Well hello strangely public journal in which I write to on occasions such as these.   I've been shittier than usual lately and in the wonderful words of the terribly addictive show "Glee" I'm in a massive 'funk'. I think it's my new laptop, I did in the old hunk of crap I was using and now with this... the screen isn't just behind my tablet, it's behind this immobile bloody keyboard! D: It makes me sadface in the most unbearable way.  I've taken up not trying to make anything look good in the neat way, this gives me an excuse to do imitation watercolour or something now. Stupid laptop :( So like.. also finishing Year 12 this year, that's

So I came home, unpacked my ridiculous amounts of shit, and WHAT DO YA FUCKING KNOW, my tablet pen has gone missing! D: I can only imagine my poor little baby lost on a plane somewhere, in the heart of some backwards country, scared out of it's little... wires(?) !! It's $30 to get a new one and it would all be good and dandy, but my parents are all: "You just turned 17 but you don't get a birthday present because you just tried to escape the state and we had to save your homeless ass!" Which is totally understandable;  but I need a tablet pen D: The stress and graphite/lead poisoning are killing me!