SHARKS

well, it's nearing the late hours, and i am in need of some seriously dark chocolate or else i will be forced to turn to hard drugs. err yeah. it is almost the 5th and that means i have fifteen days left before i go to college.
it all seems too near, and it keeps happening that i look up to the crappy weather and feel oddly horrified that i will soon be somewhere that consistently has interesting weather. I CANT TAKE IT. basically, i spend all my time playing continuum and reading scifi books. =sad anyway yesterday moi and le gang headed out for the prius trip of a lifetime.

we go into the car and head towards the great beach.. we get somewhat lost, but make it there eventually and go swimming in the ice cold water. then the SUN comes out and we all get sunburned because we fell asleep.
at one point i think i see a
in the waves..
but lester says it is a sea lion
HE IS MISTAKEN IT WAS A SHARK I SWEAR... which didnt stop me from venturing in towards the waves ^^

all-in-all, i have gotten better at the space game. somewhere between suckage and mediocre

last night, as i tired of the game, i sign in to aim. this is a mistake. because at 1:30am, the only people online are idiot gaming losers like chris, and emotionally unstable people longing for a cybertronic shoulder to figuratively cry on. sigh. so of course, my dear friend [whom i have only spoken to in person ONCE, [the day after my 8th grade graduation]] who is known for being particularly expressive about his troubles, jumps at my screename and ravages it with his LONG LONG LOVE STORY THAT CAN NEVER BE. i literrally wanted to kill myself after an hour of his unceasing typing. i was too tired to search for a proper butcher knife or poison to off myself tragically. i wanted to shout ... er... type in all caps.. to him I DONT EVEN KNOW YOU STOP COMING TO ME WITH YOUR PROBLEMS ALL THE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i continued responding to his torturously boring sentences. i am then called a "good friend" great listener, friendy friendy BLAHBLAHBLAH

i dont think it counts as being a friend if all you do is listen to some person talk. especially if you are playing minesweeper whilst occasionally putting a :[ emoticon in between his complaints. if not caring counts as friendship,then something is terribly wrong with this society. or me.. i dont know. all i know is there is no one to complain to for me. i know how BORING it is to listen to someone go on and on, that i always condense my stories into 3 sentences or so. but usually i say nothing at all.