A Countdown to G-Day: Day 14

Ugh. Another iPad post. Somehow, I keep forgetting to make these posts, or at least, until I turn my laptop and wifi off and I don't have any choice but to use my iPad(it's 3G), which is just an absolute joy to write in. Grr. Same old, same old news. Nothing's happening, answered some tests, passed some, forgot to do some work,yada yada yada. Why is my life on standby mode? Oh yeah, because I placed myself on it. Too bad I can't get the remote to change the setting; the act of readjusting it placed me directly inside the television screen, and I won't ever be able to go out by myself, and I don't think it's possible for anyone to help. Well, let's see. Maybe a miracle would be wasted on me.

A Countdown To G-Day: Day 13

I feel like there's a dragon inside my belly and it's breathing out fire and scratching the walls of my stomach. I want to reach inside my stomach and rip it out, or puke so much it(and my innards and bile and other things that may or may not be inside my stomach)falls off. I have a stomachache, is what I'm trying to say.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 12

Ever wonder how lonely and pathetic a person can get?

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 11

'Once' was amazing. It's sad but not overtly so, and there's so much, I don't know, life in the movie. I'm genuinely sorry that my past posts have been crappy. Include this on the crappy pile. Be better tomorrow? I hope so.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 10

Yey, I'm better! So I was watching Golden Slumber(which was awesome) and it gave me an incentive to write this story that I've been toying with for some time now. Not gonna say anything about it, chances are I'll never be able to finish it, but you know, it's nice to be inspired. Also, LOTR made me cry.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 9

Recuperating. Almost done reading LOTR! I promise I'll be interesting when I get better.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 8

I'm incredibly sick. Food also looks disgusting. Been reading LOTR while trying to recover.

A Countdown to G-Day: Day 7

Rainbows like to lie. If you so much as look at them, they will come barging in your house and fill your ears with obvious deceptions. And they will stay for days, and will expect you to treat them like they were royalty. There is a saying about them. They eat and eat and steal and steal and they take and take everything you have. When they leave you'll be all alone. And that saying is quite true. But you will never complain, because rainbows are the closest you will ever get to something beautiful. And you will let them lie, and you will let them devour your food, steal your belongings, and take everything that's left of you to take. And when they leave, you will be an old husk of yourself; a ghost, an old and thin ghost, one that is left wanting, waiting, for the Rainbows. Seldom do they come back. But when they do, they will never leave you. And you wait and wait and harbor all your hope on that chance. Maybe you'll get it. Maybe you won't. Most likely you'll die alone, on the old and dusty wood that you once called your floor. But let this be known: every day spent with the Rainbows are the happiest days of your life. And every day spent waiting for the Rainbows to come back are infinitely happier than any day you've ever spent before meeting the Rainbows. And even if you physically die alone, you never feel alone, and that's in a good way. Rainbows like to lie.