So there's supposed to be this chior thing on Sunday.

My thoughts on it:

1. I don't wanna do it. Not a whole lot. Not at all.

2. If mum ends up working, does that mean we're not going?

yeah. *sigh* I had a practice for a hour today, and THEY DIDN'T. SHUT UP. THE WHOLE. TIME.

I feel frustrated.
I feel bored.
I feel like hurting this one guy.
I feel like drawing something amazing.
I feel like snapping something.
I feel like :D for no apparent reason.
I feel like screaming meow like it's the end of the world or something.
I feel like making charas.
I feel like animating.
I feel like doing a role play.
I feel like writing a song.
I feel like talking to Kayla.
I feel like talking to other people.
I feel like raging at someone.
I feel like telling my sister to shut it.
I feel like updating my blog.
I feel like going downstairs to my dad's room.
AGHHHHH.... I'm like, internally raging at one guy, and stalking this other guy's online status.. .-. I don't know what to feel. I'm seriously confused. I've confused myself. *sigh*

I like, can't show any emotion over what happened with Jermis, Andy and I. .-. If I do I'll get teased. It's happened before. With people I don't like.

AND NOW, OUR FEATURE PRESENTATION:

A Typical Day On RES

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WE NOW INTERUPPT OUR USUAL PROGRAM FOR A RANDOM OTBURST OF HAPPINESS.

 ER MEH GERDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD. HE. HE. I. IT. THE. HE. HE CALLED ME CUTE. :'D HERE, THE UPLOAD-Y THING ISN'T WORKING AGAIN.

Lookit what he called me - MaiCometShard's Sta.sh

THIS'LL DO.