Er, anyway, I'm POed at my dad right now. He had cool points until he started complaining about every little thing. And he woke me up today at six something just to see some crap on the news about kids addicted to the internet. Those kids probably aren't like me so whatever the hell they were doing does not apply to me. -_- Honestly, I get on the computer because I'd started talking to my characters. That's not normal. e.e It's like an imaginary friend, but I'm too old for imaginary friends now. He needs to let me keep in touch with the friends I can't exactly visit everyday. stare Ferrit especially, since she's friggin' moving to Hawaii. So, stfu dad, I know what I'm doing.
Arrgh, my legs STILL hurt from yesterday, and I'm still mad about my dad's lack of coolness at the time. So I'm in a really bad mood. Really. Yesterday, I was depressed. Now, I'm bitchy and depressed.
Colored out of boredom. I -think- I'm getting better...
