It's a new year, POST SOMETHING

C'mon... It may only be the 6th, but there's still so much to bitch about this year. Like; I miss 2008, the slightly uneasy feeling, IT'S THE LAST YEAR OF THIS DECADE. I feel fucking strange knowing that I remember living through these past ten years. I'll be 15 though, so I shouldn't feel so old... <_<

But when this decade is over, what do we call it? We have the 80's and 90's, you call them by their number. But no one says the 2000's, they say new millenium(I totally spelled that wrong). What happens when it's over? It's not new anymore! Plus the rest of the century... <_< Which uh, I hope brings more good than bad. If it does, I'll be willing to live a little longer than I have planned. But if I have to see this place slowly turn into the Jensens, I'm out this bitch.

Btw, Throwing Copper = <333

I'm totally with Tash on the warning thing

It's so annoying. But uh, I got other things to discuss...

I just moved three days ago. The house is awesome, I got my own room, and the kitchen is nice. But honestly, I miss the fuck out of the old apartment. Even though I got no privacy and everything drove me crazy, and the dishwasher was broken as fuck, and stuff, I loved it. I lived there for seven years, and I found out who I was there. And I met my friends while living there. I had many fun nights staying up until 4AM in the living room watching Adult Swim, and it was a very cozy place. I almost regretted moving, since I also suggested it to my mom before we found out we could rent this place.

I'm being pathetic and staring at this picture I took of all the boxes laying around the old house, and honestly... That was when it was most comforting. I dunno, I listened to Soundgarden and Pink Floyd like crazy because it was reminding me of old times, and I knew that I wouldn't be there much longer and wanted it to be fun. But even then, I was starting to go through some emotional hell hole, and I still need to find a way to end it. I cried alot the first night we stayed here...

While I love my new room, I dunno if I'll be as happy here as I was over there.

FEEL HOW GOOD IT FEELS TO FEEL!?

So I have something to ponder. Something fancy word something. I think I'm probably too self aware, or really just too into myself. It feels horrible, liiiike, you plan every move you make, you constantly look at yourself trying to hide the fact that you're probably very vain even though you preach the fight against judging yourself by your looks so the people around you will feel better about themselves, and most importently, you compare yourself to Daria, Omar Rodriquez, and John Frusciante. Therefor, being so self aware turns you into a completely different person, and then, you forget who you are in the first place. Making me confused as all hell, and really wishing this didn't make my brain hurt. But how would you stop something like this?

I should ask Tash, because dammit I'm not gonna be Omar or Daria any time soon and need to stop trying to pick up characteristics(wtf?). Also, I need to stop using "I". Using it too much will make you feel self centered, even more so than if you're Scott Weiland, which is kinda horrible.