|Current music:||Tori Amos - Winter|
I'm such a perpetual moaner on this fucking journal. It isn't good. I hate moaners. They're fucking annoying. I keep saying fucking. How fucking rude.
Uhh, well, I'm listening to sad music and it's making me sad and pissy. I need to tidy my room and every time I type that to someone I look around and then go "meh" and don't bother doing it. Dad's threatening to cut off the net till I do it, but that would just make me read instead. Then he'd probably try to take away my books and I'd watch videos, and he'd never be able to find them all to take them. I have a huge stack of videos. Mostly shite with old TV programs recorded on them and all shitty quality and shit. Oh well. The jist of that story is, I'm not gonna tidy my room. So ha.
Tori Amos kicks ass.
Ufft. I can't be arsed to type anymore. Fuck off.
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