Christ almighty, am I pissed.
I've decided: no more being civil. That's just not my thing, at least not for this long.

Although she has not approached me (God knows I've tried, though), I am just going to take matters in my own hands.

Frankly, I never got to say what I've been wanting to say for the past five years. I've never actually said anything that I've been thinking these past five years and now I just have to, despite there not being an actual "reason" for me to blow up at her. Well, there's plenty of reason, but I'm just going to appear like a lunatic when I just randomly send her a message spouting off.

A risk I'm willing to take. In order to regain complete sanity (for the most part), I feel this is somewhat of an obligation. I've been put through hell because of her and I feel like I have to get truly angry and "discuss" this.

I've just been thinking that... Well, who cares if it lowers me. As long as I make an impression, I don't really care how low I'll seem.

Ah. Well, I'm in class (as usual, I don't use this blog outside of school, it seems). I just need to wait 14 minutes or so. How drab.

I think I'm slowly turning British. I swear to God. I need to stop saying "bloody" and "mum" before I drive myself insane. I damn myself for listening to only English music for the past few months.
No Japanese for me these days. In fact, I've kind of developed a bias towards it. How ironic.
I'm completely humiliated at my tastes from that time. My tastes in many things, now that I think about it. Even my tastes in emoticons.

Oh hell, it's November 10th. I need to get that portrait of Fred done before the 24th. Damn me, I had almost forgotten.
Oh Christ! In my head, I read with a damn British accent! I should probably do something about this, I can imagine it isn't healthy. Strangely, it's almost in the voice of Mr. Bowie. This should probably concern me, but it really doesn't.

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