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-is so emo she's quit talking-

-offers conversation-

"TeNeal": ugh. my parents want me to bring the dog in. how dare they, do they think i'm some sort of slave? brb.

Cassandra : -nod-

"TeNeal" : i just can't believe them. they even made me lock the door. that's real bull. i can't wait til i get out of the house. then, no one will be able to judge me. though i could avoid the judgement now, of course... -soft sigh- just a razor blade away.

Cassandra : -nod-

"TeNeal" : -subdued squeal at the cookie, inhales it. immediate panick and such- this is going to go straight. to. my. hips. -goes and pukes-

"TeNeal" : that's better.

Cassandra : -is so emo she doesn't talk-

"TeNeal" : -is so emo, she just can't stop complaining.-

Cassandra : -is better-

Cassandra : -corrects-

-is better, but *sigh*, does it matter?-

"TeNeal" : /monotonous safari guy from afar- "Watch as the emos dwell in their agony. They even speak in third person!

Cassandra : -emo pained/forced smile-

"TeNeal" : come on, let's go do our eyeshadow... it won't help our agony, but at least it will represent it more.

Cassandra : -nods-

Cassandra : -pulls eyeshadow out of thin air... because she's just. that. emo.-

"TeNeal" : -lazy headbob, reaches out and takes said eyeshadow, does eyes. black. with acid green outline, of course, can't give up that accent.- you know what else is green?

Cassandra : -nods all emo-vacancy like-

"TeNeal" : acid... well, death acid. there's acid that's not really green, and that's cool... i guess. it doesn't break the monotony of my horrid life, though... a pity. nothing does, though, so i shouldn't hold it against it.

Cassandra : -nods. more empathetic this time-

"TeNeal" : -plays radio, emo song interrupts- they all hate us! -sudden sobbing-

Cassandra : -starts to pat but sobs as well-

-emo silence-

"TeNeal" : -huddles with you in our emoness-

Cassandra : -offers more eyeshadow with emo eyeshadow powers-

"TeNeal" : -applies- ... let's go shopping. i need a tight jacket and something more grim to reflect my mood.

Cassandra : -fixes hair to where her eyes cannot be seen, flips it around every few minutes so her eyelining job can be admired-

i no longer care anymore.

want a list of the few things i do still care about?
you may be mad if you're not on it. but if you hadn't guessed, i don't care, or you'd be on here.

1) music
2) tenn
3) mary (t.)
4) jonathan (c.)
5) chi (the puppy one), billy, revan- them animal types
6) jonathan (a.)
7) mary (m.)
8) backwards smiley faces
9) samantha (p.)
10) those others

in no order- backwards smileys are the most important, though.

and now for the list i've been wanting to do all day.

a avenged sevenfold, audio adrenaline, *all american rejects*
b breaking benjamin, black eyed peas, britney spears, *blue october*, beck, bob marley, *blink 182*
c cross-canadian ragweed, christina aguilera, counting crows, coldplay
d dc talk, death cab for cutie, delirious?
e *eminem*, everclear
f foo fighters
g godsmack, gorillaz, *gwen stefani*, green day
h h.i.m., hinder
i
j *jimmy eat world*, josh gracin, jimmy buffett, jars of clay (i didn't say jesse mccartney, my taste is not that far gone)
k kanye west, korn
l linkin park
m *marilyn manson*, *marshall mathers*, madonna
n nirvana, nickelback, nelly, nine inch nails
o oasis
p p.o.d., papa roach
q queen
r rob zombie
s *seether*, shinedown, staind, sum 41, system of a down
t tait, tool
v vanilla ice
w weezer
x
y yellowcard
z

So maybe I do have pinkeye.

I was exiled to my room today, but they brought in the mac and hooked it up to the Internet and I was very happy.

So I watched Elf, played Collapse, roamed around, even role played a little bit... Funfun.

You guys are very nearly the worst set of friends that ever existed. I mean it.

Go to hell, okay? I'm not in the best of moods, and you rubbing in all the nice things you have, "oh, I only have an iPod video somanygigs. I'm not that rich, I didn't get the somanymoregigs!" Or "I could only spend ten thousand dollars, rather than twenty."

It pisses me off.

And it's even worse, when I'm happy about the few expensive things I get, and then I go on your Xangas and look at the comments and you're all, "oh, you're so lucky to get all that for Christmas, I added it up and my total Christmas was only worth so many thousands of dollars," blah blah BLAH. I'm sick of you. I realize that I tend to brag about the nice things I get, but that's because it doesn't HAPPEN VERY OFTEN. When I get something, anything at ALL, it's a big deal.

I look like a stoner.

o.o;;

And you people who have seen me, don't lie, you know you think that I look strung out on something.

I should go take some more medicine.

But I'm not going to because I'm lazy like that.

Anyway, I really do look like I'm high, but not as much as I did yesterday- my eyes were solid pink yesterday.

And no, I don't have pinkeye. So quit thinking it. I asked my mom, I asked the nurse.

Even Sra. T. thinks I look like a stoner, but I can't trust her- she thinks I'm gifted.

Some people need to learn that you're not supposed to eat the mushrooms that grow in your backyard.

By the way, my mom and most of my people seem to like my new saying.

WELL IT'S MINE. No stealing.