Life Is Full Of Secrets And Lies.

Lately, I have been labelled as an emo a lot.

Who the hell are you to label me? Labels are for friggin soup cans, not people.
We're all individual and unique in our own way.
And we are CERTAINLY not round, metal, and made to contain soup.

So I don't label myself. Get over it.

What, did you think I was gonna walk around going "Oh yeah, I'm such an emo."

Bull fucking shit.

Evil Little Hormones

Why is it that everything I hear about seems to come as a shock to me lately?
I mean, I hear something from someone, and then I go home, and sometimes get all upset about it, and over analyze it.

Go figure.

And why does everybody seem to be upsetting me or annoying me?
I've been feeling so depressed, and angry lately that it's unbeleivable. Literally.

I just want to hit something...or someone. Anybody up for taking a punch from me?

Uh Oh. I think it's almost that time of the month. I hate those evil little hormones.

So, are you asking what I'm upset about? Well, to be completely honest with you, I have no idea. So gna.

Ok. Really useless post.

Shut up, I don't give a damn.

I'm late! I'm late! Oh, crap.

I know that this is late, but Happy Belated Halloween.

My Halloween wasn't very Halloween-ish. I spent it at the Fair.
I did see a few people who were dressed up. For examle, two women were dressed up as cats,and looked like...hum...sluts.

But hey, Halloween is the one day of the year where girls can dress however they want, and nobody is allowed to comment. So, really, I shouldn't judge, should I?

Oh dear. Too late.

To be honest, I no longer see the point of Halloween, but I guess that's just because I'm a hormonal teenager, huh?
I mean, I no longer dress up, I no longer go Trick or Treating, (do they even allow that in Monaco?), basically, I no longer "celebrate" it.

Well, I did spend the night before Halloween watching so called "horror" movies.
Such as Son of Chucky. Dear God, that is a crap film. It's not even scary, I was cracking up the whole way through, and the bloody thing is R rated.

Or Cursed, a film about stupid people getting bitten by stupid werewolves. I think that says enough.

I skipped The Exorcist, not because it was too scary, but because I got ten minutes into watching it and got bored.

So yeah, all in all, my run up to Halloween and Halloween itself weren't too crappy.

How about you?