Gah I'm so sorry.
I wont be able to do your requests.
My emotions are all teenage angsty and seasonal depressiony.
*excuses excuses excuses*
I'm sorry, guys.

When I get better, I'll do them up for you, I promise.


This is the point where you can stop reading because I'm just going to rant about how much I hate life+society:

I've been trying to sell some of the stuff form my gallery here at school, I'm trying to get good grades in all my classes, I'm trying to not freak out about graduation and buying a couch for the first time, I'm trying not to feel hurt with all this regection coming form every aspect of life, I'm trying not to be bitter when my best friend goes to someone else for a shoulder to cry on, and doesn't tell me until I play twenty questions over text, I'm trying not to hate on my mom for pushing me into something I don't really want to do (work at West Jet) because I want to work at a goddamn convienience store for at least a couple months because it's been my goal for the past year, even though I know working at West Jet would probably be the best experience of my life, I'm trying to eat better, even though I never excersise, I'm trying to get enough sleep but still watch stupid shows at 2am on weekends, I'm trying to make art, but I keep forgetting how to make a plain peice of paper beautiful, I try not to snap at my mom when she isn't doing anything antagonistic, I try making up for it by cleaning, but she just points out what I've missed, I'm trying not to freak out about going to hell (because that's certianly where I'm headed), I'm trying desperatly to forget my fascist christian upbringing, I'm pretending not to see all the military commercials that break my heart, My room is a disaster because my emotions are in shambles, and having a messy room just makes it worse, I'm trying to suppress the OCD that keeps coming up, I'm studying Social and I'm trying hard in Biology, but my marks are going down nonetheless, I'm tired because I'm scared the world is going to end and I'm missing out on some big adventure that everyone one else seems to be having, I don't partake in average teenage past times because I hate teenagers, but I'm terrified of getting any older, I'm waiting for this guy to smarten up so I can return his love, but it's going no where, it's getting colder, it's getting darker, I'm getting more and more forgetful because my mother is and I'm picking up all her psychological disorders, I'm afraid that I will ruin the trip to Mexico by being miserable and anti-social because of winter here, all I want to do is watch Spongebob and Pocoyo and League of Super Evil and all those crazy late night weekend shows on teletoon, laugh and feel like a kid again without interuptions.
AND MY MOM SAID STAR TREK WAS 'JUST A STUPID MOVIE.' I NEARLY KILLED EVERYTHING.