In other new, my sister got dumped (the older one). This sucks big time. But she’s dealing with it like the BAMF she is. Meaning she’s beating the crap out of me in Virtua Fighting II. Not so fun for me but oh well, she’s awesome.

Also, I’m better. There’s still a lot of things in my life that sucks, but I’m not depressed anymore. I took some time off from people. All people. Not my family, but everyone else. It helped a bit. I miss people, which is a good feeling.

Oh and this happened.

Creepy squirrel is creepy.

This morning I dreamed that Amanda Palmer slept in my house (random). When we were having breakfast she told me that she had seen the girl. I believed her of course, no one had told her about it so there’s no way she could have known. There was this other man who said that he had felt that someone sat down on his bed, he looked up and saw… the king of Sweden (even more random).

I woke up. Here’s the scary part. I felt, I literally felt someone sitting down at my bed. Right next to me. I could feel the weight of a person. I don’t think I’ve ever been that terrified. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t breathe. After a few seconds, felt more like minutes, I managed to turn the lights on. Hid under the covers for thirty minutes.

Now I’m too afraid to leave my room. I wish that everyone could just wake up now, I don’t want to be alone. But it’s 5 in the morning, people won’t wake up for hours.

I DON’T WANT TO LIVE HERE ANYMORE!!!

I am wasting away here and I’m not doing anything about it.

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Here’s that Anya scene I was talking about… just perfect.

This morning I woke up exhausted (hehehe) because I had, in my dream, been running around like crazy, trough a changing rooms. My mission was to save Tegan Quin from being raped. I never found her, that was sad. I did hear her scream…

It sound like a nightmare, it wasn’t. More like an actiondream. I was some kind of hero, born to save Tegan from rape.

Of course a bunch of other stuff happened, but I can’t really remember those.

No, I didn’t break anything, though I had to literally crawl back in to the house.

I’ve said it before. The world doesn’t want me in it. I’m just going to stay in bed forever.

One of them took five minutes, like literally FIVE minutes. They introduced themselves and asked if I wanted their help. I said yes, they got me another appointment. I left.

I do kind of want to take it slow but this is crazy. What is the point of getting out of bed unnaturally early just to do something that could have been done over mail?

Also, today I’m leaving the house, for the first time in years, without straightening my hair. I’m not sure I’ll survive this. If not, you were all good friends. Thank you.

Ha, I just watched Once More With Feeling – (Buffy The Vampire Slayer). Might be the best Buffy episode ever.

Just look at this!

This is also my favourite Anya (bunnies) scene, apart from the episode where Buffy’s mum died. She was amazing in that one…

Why am I ever writing this? I don’t know. Pointless me is being pointless.

(Had to take a picture of my face, since you know “look me in the eye and tell me...”

I just had to take a picture of my eye.

Today I made a folder with pictures of me. I haven’t had one in years. So why is that? Do I hate my face that much? Nope, here is the reason; I either look depressed or, when I try to smile, I look like an axe-murderer.

Seriously though, who could resist that face? I mean if you like being murdered I’m all yours, promise!

I don't do the "duck-face-pose" , I do the "pony-pose". Cuz I'm cool like that.

I’ve been up all night, playing the sims 3, listening to all the bands I listened to five years ago. Jimmy Eat World, Fall Out Boy, The Used, that kind of music.

I am currently drinking the most awful tasting tea ever. Ew.