Grumpy Day.

Right now, I'm watching Ella Enchanted for no other reason than that it is on. And it's hilarious because, the sound is a LEAST five seconds behind the pictures. Haahaaaaaha.

Basically, all I did today was go to soccer practice, wish I could go out of the house, read, and nap. And wish I could get out of the house. And miss Miko. And be grumpy from boredom. I had some double stuffed Oreos that made me feel fat. Then I looked at Elani's myspace and became infuriated. I know, I know. Why do I let her make me want to pour napalm into her nostrils? She's nothing except a spoiled girl, who flirts with every one , and thinks of no one but herself. I know that my quality of living is probably better than hers because I'm not a rotten person, and I know that I should NOT let her bother me. But everytime I start thinking about how a lot of people can't see this, and how she will probably waltz through life without ever knowing what it is to suffer, I want to saw off her toe nails. BLEEECHH.

Open House for my school starts in an hour and a half and I'm no where near ready. I don't feel like going. I don't feel like sitting here. Basically, the only thing I feel like is this day being over.

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So I just got back, and it was not buckets of sunshine. I walked around to all my teachers and brown-nosed and smiled. I went up to old teachers whom I hated, but will never have again, and can thus humor by pretending that I have become enlightened and no longer ardently disagree with their opinions. After that, I saw Miko standing with my family, and I got very very excited because I miss him. It turns out that he had to be professional, which seems to be roughly translated to "we have to act like we hate being around each other, and be stiff, stuck-up, and cold."

(You have to understand that he has social-awkwardness-disease. Not really, but that's what I call it. Whereas my worst fear in this whole world is him falling out of my life, his worst fear has always been becoming the weirdo/smartypants/no one likes you kid. I love to socialize. I like giving people hugs and talking to them about their lives and sharing common interests. He cares so much about being rejected that he ends up spazzing. I have absolute nightmares about him leaving one year from now and never seeing him again. My hands literally shake just thinking about it. And, in turn, he tells me that he loves me and that I am perfect for him and he makes me giggle, even when I'm scared. At the end of the day, each of our worst personality flaws, are flawlessly leveled by the other. But I still really hate to be professional.
Worst of all, I always forget how gross being professional is. All I can remember is how perfectly in sync we always are, so when we have to feel like a wad of grossness around each other in order for professionalism, the contrast is so horribly stark.)

Anyway, I ended up telling my parents I'd walk home in exchange for thirty minutes to go see him while they weren't there, and it ended up that we had to keep being professional, so it wasn't all that fun. I walked home with a lump in my throat, and an inane desire to run back and kidnap him and force him to run away to Maine with me. And what is more, the blisters I got from my flip flops on the walk were completely worth seeing his face for the five extra minutes that I did. I swear, I'm sick in the head. :)

In conclusion, today has been a dramatic, whiny, gross day of grossness, brightened considerably by the two good talks I had with Miko. I just wish that I didn't have to go and take out my grumpy pants on him. Or rather, beat him in the head with my grumpy pants, because that's more fitting. Poor guy. :(

Also, whoever you are Phillip--real or not--why are you interested in listening to me sound more immature than I actually am on the internet? Please go away. Unless you are not a creeper and you really just like to listen to me blab. Thankyouandgoodnight.