"I'm tired and stupid!"

This just happened about ten minutes ago...

So, I was sitting in my room, watching the twentith episode of Petite Princess Yucie (or, as it's known in Japan, ぷちぷり ユーシィ). Then, all of a sudden, my mom came bursting in my room, laughing. I heard Tim call out, "I'm tired and stupid!"

Apparently, Tim wanted to put lotion on his hands, but instead, he ended up putting some of my Nair on. For those who aren't aware, Nair is a hair removal. It was funny, because Tim was mostly complaining of its smell.

When I first found out that Tim had done this, I was concerned for him. After all, Nair can burn if you leave it on too long! Fortunately, he had only left it on for roughly a minute, so it didn't burn him. Unfortunately, a minute was long enough to take some hair off of the back of his hands so he looks like a noob.

May it be remembered: Tim is tired and stupid.

May it also be remembered: Tim is engaged and so screwed when I tell this short story at his wedding.

Good morning.

Unfortunately, I kinda woke up this morning thinking about stuff that was irritating me. (woah, nice. Instant spell-checker. So, blogger's like Microsoft Word now?)

So, yeah. The stuff that's being annoying me...

I'm really not sure whether I want to be involved in 4-H camp this year anymore. I mean, who would want to be a part of a group, deciding what's going to happen at camp, if nobody else thinks your ideas or comments are meaningful? If your opinions are immediately disregarded by another member?

I'm looking at you, Rachel G. Just because you're all effin' popular and because you were on the Program Staff last year doesn't mean all of your ideas are magical and wonderful and everybody else's aren't. I saw how you COMPLETELY changed what idea you were routing for for camp JUST because Jackie and Kevin didn't want to do that. Good job, looking for other peoples' support for your own decisions. Good job, having little backbone in your decisions but being completely enthusiastic about them until you see that the people who matter to you don't like that idea.

I just...I can't do this anymore. I don't exactly fit in, and whenever I do choose to speak up, everyone thinks my comment is meaningless. I could list all the things that happened at the last meeting that have fueled these feelings, but I don't want to be more accusatory than I already have.

On a note other than my frustrations, I'm watching Petite Princess Yucie right now.

I'm kinda worried...I haven't heard from Casey for a while...Maybe I really did tick him off. I guess it wouldn't be a surprise if I did. I can pretty much taint any relationship. There's no relationship I can have that I can't mess up by opening my mouth. Le sigh.

...I hope my brothers get up soon...

Hello, world. I happen to be alive.

A lot's been happening...

So, my brothers are home. Hallelujah!

I restarted Gaia-Online for a really, really dumb reason: A guy I met at P.B.'s new youth group asked me. I dunno, he seemed cool, but it's really dissapointing when you look up a person's profile that you may be slightly interested in only to find that said person is "married" to someone else on Gaia. Yeah, fun, innit?

I got "plastic surgery" today. Technically, I had two moles and one skin tag removed. The moles were on my face--my forehead and chin, to be exact--and the skin tag was on my neck. The spot on my chin really likes to bleed, so I've already had to replace the bandaid and clean the area up a bit.

I haven't written much recently, but I wrote, like, one sentence so far tonight. I know one sentence is pathetic, but it's better than nothing.

Well, I don't have much to say...I'm just really happy that my brothers are home.

Ya know what? I think I should email everyone's favorite Winthrop yet tonight. Last I heard from him, he had a broken arm. It's been a couple of weeks, so it's probably much better.

Merry Christmas, everyone!