should I be laughing or crying at my having "no life"?

loreonpravus — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 05:58:14 +0400

I've spent the past week vegetating at home. Not exercising, moving in anyway..and I haven't left the house in 2 days. It's been raining here, too, so I don't even need to go outside to water my vegetable garden.

geez. I WILL be going to the beach on sunday. I will be going to the beach with my parents, who are dragging me along because their friends invited them, and everybody there my age is some frisbee-maniac, so they'll throw a stupid disc around for the whole day. Maybe I'll just swim laps or jog up and down the beach for six hours. Yeah, right.

pride, bleaargh and bare arms...a lot of bare arms...

loreonpravus — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 04:08:26 +0400

Happy Pride this-time-of-the-year-kinda-day-week!

My sincerest wants for everybody to enjoy themselves go out to everyone.

And as for myself...intolerant kooky bigot parents? I said this last year, but...maybe next year. Yeah! Optimism and false hope!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111!!!!!11111!!!!!!11oneoneeleventyoneone!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okaes. So I squee'ed today when I sat this article in the Toronto Star- erm-

http://www.healthzone.ca/health/dietfitness/article/655500--your-right-t...

(there are more pictures and whatnot in the actual print, it's a lot nicer)

Pride prison! aka home...

loreonpravus — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 06:28:14 +0400

The parents ain't letting me go to pride. Actually...it's more like they won't let me go downtown (Toronto) without people they don't personally know.

Geez.

So...at this time everybody gots their gripes and like anti-pride things and can't go wherever...let's all stick together, and when we can have our own lifes let's throw a humongous gay party. And then go to some pride thing.

Er...I is play Meowcenaries? Iz cute.

All the drama's up here, anyways

loreonpravus — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 06:50:50 +0400

I thinked to meself today. And...I'm so screwed. yeah.

Okay. This volunteer application thing of mine got all messed up, so I have a whole month of nothingness to look forwards to...not really. I NEED to find something to do, or I'm screwed and I get to go to work with my parents for a month.

Statutory rape bugs me. Like...obviously in some cases there's a serious power imbalance, but this whole student and teacher relationship problem when it gets beyond the classroom bugs me. But that's only because I still kinda miss the teacher I crushed on, and I wish I still had her guidance.

lulz! Uhm...excuse the immaturity.

loreonpravus — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 02:15:53 +0400

Brother's birthday party today. He has all his smelly friends over. Smelly because they like to play basketball a lot and like to sweat a lot and reek, too.

I gots the little one a crash cymbal. He's gonna be so happy. =D

I love my little brother, no matter how stupid or jerky he gets at times, because, really, he's still a little baby.

Wimbledon starts tomorrow. Picks: Federer, Safina.

bailamos!

loreonpravus — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 19:40:56 +0400

That's jsut the song I'm listening to righ' now. te quiero amor mio...

Anyhow, I think I've got this major problem with girls that think I like them when I actually don't. I've lost three girls in like, a very embarassingly short period of time. All because they think I like them, and have decided to cut me (I actually typo'd gut me) off because:

-she's too straight.
-she's gay, but she doesn't want to let me down. (heard this one from a mutual friend)
-she's from the most homophobic religious family ever.

oh my...so soon?

loreonpravus — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 02:40:45 +0400

This is kinda strange.

I'm not even 16 yet (darn!) and yet I feel old, in a way. It didn't seem like that long ago it was my first day in grade 9 and now I'll be going into grade 11 after the summer.

Well, it's not old. Just... time flies? Time flies past in a supersonic jet.

It's end-of-year review time.

-I've been single for quite a while now...it's not terrible but I wish something would happen, because things are more interesting when you're attached to someone or playing ridiculous loves-me-not games.

i don't want it, i don't need it

loreonpravus — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 06:45:07 +0400

today was the first time i've actually been openly harassed for being lesbian at my school. Nothing physically happened, but people were just all up in my face screaming "lesbian!" at me and all. it sucked.

just because i talked to and came out to the sister of the girl who was (er, still is) bitching at me. and by bitching i mean ignoring. She's relatively well-known and I bet you she decided to spread it all over the place that I was gay.

(actually, it was more like, "Is your name E?" yes? "Are you the lesbian?" yes? Brilliant. I'm *THE* lesbian. yay I'm special?)

damn it.

what's up?

loreonpravus — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 06:44:47 +0400

It's biological, I swear

loreonpravus — Fri, 05 Jun 2009 02:42:47 +0400

I am so damn sexually frustrated.

Like, I haven't had an orgasm in four days. Which is driving me insane.

It doesn't get any better when the hot girl with the nice body shows you her bra and then you get a really nice look down her shirt.

fap fap fap fap fap

nope. Curses.

OMGOMGOMGOMG

loreonpravus — Sat, 30 May 2009 04:42:30 +0400

THERE'S A HUMONGOUS FUCKIN' RAINBOW OUTSIDE!

My head is dead

loreonpravus — Thu, 21 May 2009 05:34:08 +0400

Once upon a time
there was a handsome prince
who married another handsome prince
and two princesses threw themselves off a bridge.

one sentence fairy tale. whoohoo.

I can't find my head. Like...it seems to be attached to my head but I don't think it's all there. Which is odd, because usually in my head there's all this this, that, random crap zinging around in there bouncing off the inside of my skull.

I met a girl?

50 Reasons

loreonpravus — Fri, 15 May 2009 02:57:48 +0400

There was a list
and it had words on it
a lot of them
and some were in pen and some were in pencil

It took sixty lines
and had fifty numbers
and fifty dashes
and fifty reasons why my life was worse than yours

I lost everything
the poem I wrote
to my first crush
and all the other poems and all the pictures

I'm too dependent on technology. err...I completely erased my hard drive last night because of a virus, and I lost all my homework (not too bad, actually), my music, all my pictures, word documents.

gee.

A little minor dilemma- click me! click me!

loreonpravus — Mon, 11 May 2009 04:29:46 +0400

(Please don't judge me.)

It's a song off GTA 4. y'know. the video game. I heard it there and I was like...I like.

Aaaand...I can't understand a word because I'm not Russian. This wouldn't be a problem, but I can't find the lyrics to this, and I really want to know what they're saying.

I know loads of Russians. Here's the problem. I wouldn't possibly admit to anyone, not just the Russians, that I listen(ed) to music like this, so I won't be asking them until I swallow my pride. Which wouldn't be anytime soon. Argh.

Mind musings

loreonpravus — Fri, 08 May 2009 01:29:11 +0400

I came up with this quote in class today:

"We all have erasers to the paper that is our life. The problem is, we're writing in pen."