I eat you face now.

SooOOooOOooo Boooooooored....

Well, DRIVER'S PERMIT!

Yah! I finally got it. Texas now believes that I exist. But that doesn't mean they're not still out to get me... They still have many more chances...

I need to write an OP for English by Friday... Those things suck. Big time. Writing for a grade always does... I can never think of a topic, too... I suppose I could always just use the concept of "Stream of consciousness" we've been talking about in class and just start off with how i dislike OPs then take it off on a tangent about... I dunno... peaches or something...

... I'm sad now...

You thought you were safe... but none can withstand the wrath of... SNAPES ON A PLANE!

Snape: Potter! 50 House Points from Griffindor!

And, as promised....

*whine gripe moan gripe whine*

GAH. THOSE BASTARDS. They're not taking my FREAKING birth certificate. I WASN'T BORN IN TEXAS!!!!

.... and various other personal problems including my vast loneliness and my stalker stalking me.

Rawr.

*lick screen*

BOREDOM.

I am seriously bored out of my skull. I've got school tomorrow, too... T-T GAH THIS SUCKS. I kinda want it to be summer... but then I won't get to hang out with some friends, cus they're seniors and generally avoid me outside of school because I am (and I quote) "depressing and smelly."

Sukide.

Happy Zombie Jesus Day

Well, it's 12:08 by my compy clock, so now it's Zombie Jesus Day.

... I'm sad now...

And I don't feel like ranting about not being allowed to wear a skirt right now.

So you get this: *whinegripemoangrapewine*

Not really. I don't have much to complain about. I mean, my family has no money troubles, I'm not struggling with grades, my parents aren't too much of a problem usually... So all I've really got is my skirt thing.

I don't really have much else to say today.

... I need a hug...

Est-ce que tu aimes-moi?

If I write it, they might come...

*sigh*

For some reason, I'm in one of my bummed moods. I don't know why.

But I also haven't had one of my... "equal gender rights" moments, shall we call them? ((That is, times I want to wear a skirt.)) Perhaps there's a connection.

That would either be I'm only happy when I'm thinking about that, or I only think about that when I'm happy.

... in other news...

I started driver's ed this week. Not too bad. A little boring, though. The only time we actually learned something was during the first three classes, when we were doing the tests to get our permits. I passed the signs test with a 95%, I only missed one because they phrased the answer weird. Who would have said that a BUMP sign would be "A sharp incline in the road?" The second test I got a 100% on, but it was just copying down what the teacher had said during the first half of the class.

And so, I now have my permit... is what I'd like to say, but I CAN'T because I don't have a valid passport, and I wasn't born in this state!

-_- <-- hassled/tired.

French toast doesn't crunch!

I know you're not really reading this, so GOBBLEDY GLOOK!

The day after I wrote my previous post, while catching up on the archives of a comic that I read, I found this comic: http://www.loserzcomic.com/index.php?id=45

I must say, I now <3 Loserz forever.

Ah, my compy is being teh big suxxorz. And I have no idea what is wrong with it. I just know it's going slow and not exiting programs when I tell it to.

Well, that's my life. How's yours? Still alive out there? Still nonexistent?

*sigh* I've gotta fix this thing... or at least learn how.

Whoops. Almost forgot my tiny footer.

What makes the world go 'round?

Money? Custard? Beluga Whales? Bad Jokes? Questioning lists? Caffene?

*sigh* I'm really tired today...or night or whatever... Ya know what? I think it's time to proclaim in a booming voice over the internet what's going through my mind. Got a problem with that? Of course you don't, cus if you do, you're either nonexistent or not me, and if you're not me then you should either stop complaining, leave, or start turning into me.

If you choose the last option, take notes. There will be a test afterwards.

There was once a time when mankind set out to make a statement. In fact, there have been several times this has happened. Who'd have thought?

These statements have been used to say many things, but they all centered around one thing: Someone was pissed at the way things were, and wanted to change it.

Now, I don't get pissed easily. I only get passionate on certain subjects occasionally. Anime, grammar, words I just made up, all are things on which I can rant for hours when I feel like it. But today is not one of those days. Today I am passionate on skirts.

Yes, skirts. I can't explain it, but I think skirts are cute, better than the block of pants or the annoyance of shorts. But fewer numbers are wearing skirts these days. But that's really irrelivant to my point.

A few months ago, out of curiousity, I wondered aloud in an instant message to a female friend what it was like to wear a skirt. Long story short, she took me up on that and I soon found out.

I must say, it was enjoyable. Comfortable, too. Ah, yes. If you've never tried one on, I do reccommend it, at least once. But again, this isn't really my point.

My point is, women can wear pants or skirts and not be discriminated against, while men have no such freedom. And I'm tired of it. Blacks were given rights, Women were given rights, Gays are getting rights, but the crossdressers will be forever discriminated.

Why? Are you grouping us with the other groups you don't understand and perhaps even dislike? Transsexuals, perhaps? I've seen many shows mocking male crossdressers, portraying us all as sex-hungry drag queens. We're not all like that, and transsexuals are people who feel they are the opposite gender. That's not me, I just like the feel and appearance of women's clothing better to men's.

In closing, first I'd like to thank anyone who read it all, and apologise to any I may have offended, while confirming that any comments mantioned above are not based on anything more solid than my opinions or experiences, and, again, apologise to any and all offended parties. And before you leave, just answer me this: why is it wrong?

Skirts are flowy. Yay!

People of my faith believe that if you pray for rain...

Nothing will happen. Atheism all the way, baby.

Just 'cus I feel like it, I shall now expain my belief structure to you, as here I know I'll get no feedback until I have a large enough following so that someone will peruse the archives and find this, and I really don't like theological discussions. I just need a chance to say them.

First, I don't believe there is a god. I do, however, believe in Unicorns, faries, leprechauns, and various other creatures from what some would call a realm of fantasy.

Second, Violence is not the answer.

Third, mankind, for the most part, is misguided, if not totally evil.

Fourth, greatness of woman > greatness of man. (usually)

... I'm thinking of starting a separate blog just so I can rant about personal shit that I'd like to remain separate from this...

What would your superpower be? Undoubtably, mine would be transformation.

Arf!

Well, boredom has kicked in for this dull, dull Sunday. Yay me. I did absolutely nothing.

*sigh* The streaming anime site was down for the week. Poor me. A week without internet anime... having to deal with the television and dvd varieties.

Yeah... so... nothing really happening.

Panties?