Ugh, my brother is the worst house-sitter ever. My dad and I just got home from two weeks away to no milk or edible groceries in the fridge, all my washing which I put in the laundry basket before we left has been dumped on my bedroom floor, and there are dirty dishes by the sink. The least he could do would be to clean up a little bit after himself.

Mosquito bite right on my butt! The one downside of the cottage...

Who's a huge wimp? I am.

Why? Because I take my tiny pill halves in applesauce. Woo.

My best friend posted a dozen photos of me up on her facebook (on which she has about 300 friends and a very public profile) which is showing off my new cut and colour which I wanted to show off myself. Now that's ruined and she refuses to take the photos down. This is ridiculious. I hate having photos of me online because facebook and privacy don't bloody go together! Grr why won't you listen to me!!!?

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Bright Eyes, The National, The Flaming Lips and PVT are all playing at a festival in Sydney this year but you have to be 18 to attend. I am crying so much because I can't go. The National and Bright Eyes are so perfect and I can't see them and alsdkjflkjaf;leskfjd;k

My taskbar is now on the top of the screen! I have NO idea how I did that, nevermind putting it back. Help?

^ Click and hold an empty part of it, then drag it back down. I'm on Windows XP, dunno if it works on anything else. That looks quite cool, though XD.

Thanks, you've saved my life!

^ No problem, just be sure to lock it so it doesn't move around by mistake again.

EDIT: Ewheadache. Not looking forward to the 2-3 hours when the sun is shining right in my window, through my blinds.

Seeing everyone talking 'bout TS3 all of the time makes me want to kill myself, because the desktop computer's hard drive died. Ahhhh, I'm friggin' cursed! The PC already broke down two times until now, because of the video card, AND NOW IT'S DEAD FOR GOOD. Kill me now.

I seem to be losing my English. I keep making stupid grammatical mistakes all the time.. arf.

I keep thinking about Harry Potter and Snape's memories and crying because I need to drink some cement and harden the fuck up. Either way, if I burst into tears at this party tonight then it might be awkward.

$40 for one 128-page book? Fucking ripoff, even for something not sold in stores anymore.

EDIT: Picking the scab? Bad idea. More blood than I've seen except in a nosebleed going down my forehead? Scary. Okay, my scab picking habit is over now. <_>

Aww, Dreamy, I'm so sorry . My thoughts are with you and your family; I'm hoping for his continued good health.

Dunno why, but I'm just feeling very down and very pissed at the same time. Gonna plug in headphones, start up iTunes and blast Queen.

Dreamy, I have to reiterate what Rabid said. My thoughts are with you and yours. Keep your chin up ♥

Oh dang, Dreamy, I'm so sorry.

I hope it's all going to work out well, Dreamy.

As for my vent... Amy Whinehouse is dead.

I'm so sorry Dreamy.

My vent: Stupid cold ruining my holiday. I know this will be my last proper long holiday for a long, long time and it doesn't help that I'm spending it coughing and sneezing and blowing my nose. And I'm not seeing Harry Potter until August. Blah.

Bloody emotional day.

I'm so sorry, Dreamy. I don't know what else to say except that I'm thinking of you.

Minor vent.

I don't get why people compare bands like Epica and Evanescence. Their genres are nowhere near each other.

So much freakin' stress!

Oh, Dreamy, I'm so sorry. Thinking of you and your family.

Vampire The Masquerade Bloodlines isn't working, because of my stupid laptop video card! BAAAALLLLLLSSSS! X(