dear celebrities,

Stop dying.

It's getting really fucking annoying.

Kthnxbi.

"I wanna stop and grow up again"

Watched a clip from the last episode of Yu Yu Hakusho. Kurama and Kuwabara were sitting in a train station, just talking, and Kurama makes this statement along the lines of, "You really seem to be enjoying your high school life..."

And it's just kind of like--really? It's that simple? After all the things Kuwabara's been through--learning to control his spirit energy, Maze Castle, the Dark Tournament, being a part of something so much bigger than himself to save the world...and in the end, he just becomes normal. And he's happy about it.

Like it's just that simple.

It's like the quirky, loud-mouthed, honor-bound, carrot-top who's meant so much to avid YYH fans suddenly decided to give it all up for stupid girls in tight clothes and bad makeup. The geeky thug who wore his heart on his sleeve suddenly decided he was too cool to be part of the Spirit Detective team.

It's kind of like a good childhood friend growing up into someone you barely recognize.

Or a favorite band breaking up and all of the members going into politics or accounting.

This upset me more than it should've.

Whatever.

juicy like a liquid

My mom cleaned my room.

She doesn't understand why that makes me so upset.

Nothings where it's supposed to be. Action figures and books in all the wrong places. My CDs.

My fucking CDs.

Had to shift through the garbage bag she left up here. Pencils and papers and pictures that I still wanted to keep are covered in grease and grim. My bookshelf is perpetually fucked, and she put all my stuffed animals in s bag.

It shouldn't be that big of a deal. I know it shouldn't.

But it is. And no one gets that.

I cried. I ate Starbursts and got over it. Gonna rearrange my room tomorrow. Get it back the way I want it.

This shouldn't have upset me so much. There's something wrong.

Times like these when I wish I had a therapist...

IN UR BLAWGZ, EATN UR UNRED WERDZ

In Pennsylvania. Have been for the past week. Will be for the next. Not as bad as it sounds.

Missing my room, though. And my...alone time.

Y'know. REAL alone time.

Friends too, I guess. I don't know. It's nice to get away for a while. Plus I can only take so much of Caitlyn and the mall. Liz and the Alex.

JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY FUCKING EPISODES OF DEGRASSI CAN THEY PACK INTO THE FUCKING DAY?

I watched Drake&Josh this morning (afternoon) and holyhell the homoerotic undertones. It's seriously ridiculous.

NO DARCY. NOTHING GOOD CAN COME FROM YOU POSTING THOSE RISQUE PHOTOS OF YOURSELF ON THE INTERNET. AND TRUSTING PETER? ARE YOU INSANE. DO YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT HE DID TO EMMA AND MANNY AND EVERY SINGLE GIRL HE'S PRETTY MUCH EVER COME IN CONTACT WITH?

GOD.

The best thing about staying up here is the television. It gets like seven different History channels. And DisneyXD which has X-Men: Evolution.

IT'S A NOSTALGIA THING, OKAY?

I kinda feel bad for weird Internet stalker guy. I mean, he really thinks him and Darcy have something. It's sad. I get the fact that these men are sick, and are probably just pretending in order to get what they really want and are using words like "love" and compliments to lure kids in. But maybe sometimes it's not just a lure. Maybe, in their own warped minds, it's real. Real emotions that because there's something off, psychologically speaking, turn into a sexual obsession. (?)

Whatever. I don't know. Sometimes I just feel bad for no reason.

I like the term empathetic.

In other news I REALLY REALLY LIKE LOLCATS.

BEST WEBSITE EVER.