OMFG! I fucking hate this computer! It took me forever just to get it here and I don't know how the hell it got fucked up so bad. A virus, perhaps? I am this close ::makes fingers centimeter apart:: to taking hedge clippers and cutting all the cords. Last night, it took me 23 tries to turn it on. I leave the room, and my mom turns it off. -_- I was SO SO SO pissed. Took even longer to set it up this morning! And when time comes to have to restart, I don't even want to think about it.
I just realized how much I hate shopping at the mall. First of all, because I either have very little to no money at all and it's just fucking torture to watch people carry around bags while I was around in my ratty old jeans that just happen to be the only pair I own. The people are so fucking stereotypical it drives me up the wall. I don't belong ANYWHERE! I'm a freaking outcast and I hate it, I don't have a 'group'. I'm so different from everyone, and it's hard to relate to mankind period. I understand that there's no such thing as the perfect friends or even just 1 friends. But can't there be SOMEBODY who I at least relate to more than 85% of the time?! Hm, exept Amber, but she just HAPPENS to live in West Virgina. How utterly perfect is that I ask you, hm?
We are getting my mom's check on Friday and Lindsey is talking about getting a pool and everything. She needs to brutally murdered by a stampede of raging fire ants. Binyons is having a 50% off sale so, DUH, I need I my goddamn frames you sonsabitches. Oh, and did I mention that I havent even gotten the rest of my birthday present yet? My birthday was on June 5th and my oher present was $60 of art supplies. Nothing yet, not a damn thing.
Fuck this, I'm going to go beat somthing and eat.