GOD DAMN BULLSHIT!

I am gonna kick myself in the face.  Total fucking bullshit.

I could have went and met a guy at Wal-Mart tonight and kicked it there for a couple of fucking hours.  BUT NO.  Everyone went batshit crazy at the suggestion because it was midnight and my cousin's car is leaking water.  ITS A TOTAL OF 5 MIN AWAY!  SERIOUSLY!!

I COULD HAVE HAD REAL FOOD TOO!!

The last time I actually ate a good meal was yesterday at 10:30 am.  Since then it was eggs with cheese on them (which is making me feel shitty right now) and chips and soft drinks.

BUT NO! WE COULDN'T DO SHIT!

My parents are still at the hospital with my aunts because of Grandma.  Its almost 3 am.  She's going to be ok.  Kayla and I were at the hospital since about 5 something and we left it at midnight, hungry and depressed.

FUCK!  IS RELAXATION A THING OF THE PAST!?

I am apparently chaotic evil.

I took 2 tests about what alliance I would be.  They both said chaotic evil.  The 3rd was a quiz and it said I was chaotic good, which shouldn’t exist in the first place.  It makes me feel special and feeds my ego and turns me on for some extremely odd reason.

I love it.

I also took a zombie survival quiz.  I got B’s across the board and an F for emotional because I will leave people to die apparently.  It said I would survive, but I’d probably die first since the hospital is right up the road.

 

The first alliance quiz said this:

28% Good, 72% Chaotic.

Plane of Existence: The Abyss, "Plane of Infinite Layers". Notable Inhabitants: Demons.

Examples of Chaotic-Evils (Ethically Chaotic, Morally Evil)
Sephiroth (FFVII)
Jack The Ripper
Baron Vladamir Harkonnen
Blackbeard the Pirate
Cruella DeVille
Khan Noonian Singh
Dr. Evil
The Joker
Professor Moriarty
Lord Voldemort

Actively opposes law, order, good, and all other sissy constraints on doing whatever he or she feels like doing. The stereotypical chaotic evil [person] is the black knight, roaming around on his own, looking for something nasty to do.

Will not necessarily keep their word
Would attack an unarmed foe
Will use poisons
Will not help those in need
Prefers to work alone
Responds poorly to higher authority
Distrustful of organizations
Self-preservation and personal gain are their ultimate goals.
Less inclined to long term planning.

Chaotic Evil "Demonic"
"Destroyer"

A chaotic evil [person] does whatever his greed, hatred, and lust for destruction drive him to do. If he is simply out for whatever he can get, he is ruthless and brutal. If he is committed to the spread of evil and chaos, he is even worse. Fortunately, his plans are haphazard, and any groups he joins or forms are poorly organized. Typically, chaotic evil people can be made to work together only by force, and their leader lasts only as long as he can thwart attempts to topple or assassinate him.
These [people] will commit any act to further their own ends. Chaotic evil is sometimes called "demonic" because demons are the epitome of chaotic evil.
Chaotic evil is power without control, selfishness unfettered by any law.

Cookies…

I play a game where you can give people cookies.  Each cookie has a fortune in it.  Check out what mine says…

“You eat a cookie.  It says: You will be surprised by a loud noise.”  WHERE WAS THAT ABOUT 2 HOURS AGO!?

Real life Ghost story.

Lately we’ve been having warm days.  Today was another such case, we also had rain.  When the rain cools, we get lovely fog.  I adore it since I live in front of woods, its like being on the moors.  I enjoy the macabre and creepiness such places visually share.  Little did I know I would be about to find out what else the fog holds.

At about 3:20 am, I heard a weird scratching on my bedroom window.  I was sitting in my living room watching a movie in the dark.  I grabbed some scissors incase the person got in before I could reach my bat and my sword.  As I approached the bedroom, the noise got louder.  It was coming from directly beside my bed.

When my shadow cast across the window from a light I turned on in the living room, the noise stopped mid scratch.  I went for my phone and texted my father’s messenger, hesitant to call.  While I debated it, I opened the front door.  Pogo was standing out there fluffed up and scared.  He made hardly a sound and practically climbed up the storm door.

When I did call, Dad scolded me for holding back but he joined me outside.  We were going to look around the bedroom window for human foot prints.  Then we heard the scratching.  We followed it to the back yards.  We stopped and listened.

It was coming from across the creek.  The dogs my neighbors have usually bark at anything and everything that goes by, even me in my kitchen.  We kept hearing the scratching and listened to how long and drawn out it was.  Then we heard the thump and the dogs started barking.

Pogo was silent, abnormally silent.  I think he could tell we were both intrigued by the noise and yet fearful of what it could be.  The birds that are usually awake during the daylight hours were twittering away at an odd speed, as if something unnerved them or woke them from their nests.

Then in the darkness and grey fog, something ran into the woods.  It didn’t sound human.

The Doctor is out.

Fix your own god damn messes.  There are so many people that sit there and ask for help and when its given, THEY DON’T FUCKING LISTEN TO IT AND THEN THEY DO THE SAME GOD DAMN SHIT OVER AND OVER AND OVER.  I’m not sorry, ITS REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING.  THE DOCTOR FUCKING QUITS!  FIX YOUR OWN GOD DAMN SHIT!

Also, if the above does not apply to you, the following might…

STOP FUCKING TELLING PEOPLE WHAT I TELL YOU ABOUT IN PRIVACY.  FUCK.

Hel.

Is such a fascinating creature.  For those of you unfamiliar with Norse mythology, she is the ruler of her name sake.  She’s cruel and mean considering she’s the daughter of Loki and a giantess…A something…  She receives a portion of the dead, the bad ones.

Oh her punishments were ill devised and gloriously crafted that even I envy her skill at torture and torment and cruelty.  If you were sent there, you probably deserved it anyway.

She is said to be half living and half dead.  The half living part is of a beautiful face, very captivating and alluring.  The dead side is said to have matted skin hanging from the bones and tort muscles rotting in the open.  But some lore have it described as being skeletal.  Or the upper half is living and the lower half is skeletal.

She has my respect and if I met her, it would be on friendly terms.  I would bring her pieces of shit people for a conversation.  She is undoubtedly my favorite Goddess of Norse mythology.  (Thor is my favorite God, followed by Loki in a close second.)

Its been a while, hasn’t it?

I’m going crazy or I’m already there or some other some such shit.

Something out there is throwing bullshit at me by the buckets and I keep getting hit.

I’ve sat here trying to figure out what’s wrong with people.  A person contacts another person.  Talks to them for about 4 hours and some odd minutes.  Then.  NOTHING.  Its like being raped in the face or something.

WHY DO PEOPLE DO THAT SHIT!?  Whether its 4 hours or a few weeks!  After a while, NOTHING.  Even when the conversations are intellectual and passionate in the subject, it just SUDDENLY FUCKING STOPS.  I know people get busy, but its not even a “Sup.  Haven’t heard from you in a while.  Things are cool here.  What about you?” txt or message somewhere.  God!

Maybe its what’s wrong with me.  Maybe I’m too…blunt or tactless or something.

Also, I’m cleaning my house for people who don’t exist.  Yay.  Go me and my self pity.  I can’t even make coffee.  I put in too much milk so its coffee flavored milk.

Ah God damnit.