Stormys-toyshop

f************************************************************************ck

why are all of my friends not HERE?!?!?!?!

I am so angry right now... it's not even funny. Diana Wynne Jones, I had thought you could do no wrong. I was mistaken. You have chosen the most efficient way to frustrate me. You started a great book, with what promised to be a wonderfully complex backstory, a thrilling mystery adventure, and an adorable young romance... but you didn't finish it. YOU STARTED AN EPIC SERIES, AND STOPPED AT BOOK ONE!!!! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN DO THAT?!?!?!?!?!

I am truly ill with frustration right now. It's agonizing. And it isn't a well known enough book for fans even... No fanfiction, or fanart. none. at all. anywhere. This is so stupid.

No I'm going to have to write the rest of it, or it will never leave me alone. And it won't feel right if it's not in the Diana Wynne Jones style...so I have to go read a veritable f*ck-ton of her books.

My sister thinks she did it on purpose...I have to agree... and that almost makes me angrier.


so freaking stupid.

On the bright side:

I no longer have to clean the caked mud out of my car

I can spend time with my family

I have another month to perfect my outfit

I'm saving money on gas

I can spend all of that day watching cartoons instead of primping and driving

I get to see my younger sister in her Catwoman outfit

I won't be wasting my time watching, what I'm told is, a boring play

I don't have to feel bad about not working two fridays in a row

I don't have to worry about driving back from Houston in the middle of the night

Not so bright side:

I feel like crap and can't enjoy my cartoons without wanting to cry and I have to wait another month before I get to see him and wear my dress that I got especially for this visit.

and I can't even be mad at anyone.

this is lame

sorry for the confusion, I needed to vent... this is the only journal I'm fairly certain he doesn't read... and as my dissappointment is not his fault... I would like to avoid guilt-tripping him

I am now a working lady!

Granted, I was before, but now I have TWO jobs, and I got the second one ALL BY MYSELF.

*beams* I feel like such a big girl.

It has come.

I am two decades old.

am I the only "young" person on the planet that feels physicaly ill when their birthday comes?

I hate being an adult.