Shakespeare was right to warn them. *shrug* Ah, but love is love.

So, some woman spread a rumour about my father- how he was two timeing families or something.

My school workload is making my shingles flare up. Shingles is a morphed version of chicken pox. It's an old person disease caused by stress. It hurts. Chicken pox is called herpes zoster.

I am whining like an idiot, but it really isn't that bad. I still got my guy, and I love him, despite how strange life is for us right now. And it actually doesn't have anything to do with him being younger. One year doesn't make a diff. Experience in certain areas (non-romantice) does. He has his in different areas than I.


I Have no clue why I am writing this. Perhaps to unload?



Shall I sacrifice a goat at this point?



I hate my extended family. That rumour was gross.


I love you babe. But don't drag me.



My sister is evil. Delightfully so at times, at other times, just plain painful to be around.



I am doing well in school. I am proud. Someone else be proud.


Holy fuck, it's burning. Bye.


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Um, yeah. Might as well check out the Harry Potter RPG I'm in (yes, I know it's Harry Potter- shh...) [link]

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