Man. I haven't blogged in like, a year!

Literally.

Winter puts me in a weird funk though, so I'm totally up for some hardcore blogging.

... Whatever the hell that is.

I've been spending a lot of my days at the library, sneaking upstairs to the little nook in the "Adult Fiction" section where the manga is hidden.

I love how they put it there.

Obviously, no adult in Columbia, Missouri would even...

so there was this dumb ad about the Rich Jerk and how to make money in less then 20 hours or some crap like that and it had this cartoon picture of this elvis looking guy who was like 'I'm better then you' (yeah, it literally said that).

Ever heard of this???

So I might get Converse XX Hi shoes. But...I'm like hm, should I..or should I NOT?

Here's a picture, for those of you who are wondering what the heck I'm talking about:

http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1298/...07b1db.jpg?v=0

I was thinking about just wearing them over some of my dark skinny jeans like boots.

So, what do you think? Should I..or should I NOT?

With love,
Chatterbox ;D

So I'm sitting on my bed with my laptop...and my grandma is standing here literally preaching to my sister and I about Islam...and I'm dying.

She's trying to teach us something or another in her babbling old lady squeal and I might as well fall over dead because I have almost no clue what she's saying and she smells like a moldy toilet. T_T

And my sister is trying to look interested but you can tell by the way her eyes are drooping with disinterest...that she just wants...

I've officially come to terms with the fact that I have absolutely no life.

The time is 11:47. I'm sitting on my bed with my laptop, as I am every single morning at this time. Or I'm still asleep.

Breakfast? Skipped, as always. It's not like I'm anorexic or anything.The idea of having a soggy bowl of generic Rice Krispies just doesn't appeal to me. Lunch and dinner are my kind of meals. Or at least they WOULD be.

If rice wasn't the one, single word that...