Bahh..this day is turning out to be more and more boring.And this is only Day 1.I would probably have fossilized by the end of the week.Remember,if you call my house and I don't pick up,call the police.Better yet,call the archaeologists.They can make a study of someone who has actually been bored to death.It'll hit the headlines.Story of the year,I'm sure.My brother is currently holed up in his room with his friend,and hopefully rotting away.I am sitting down here,being supremely bored.Why should he be having fun?I can't even sleep now,even though I snoozed at 4am.I think it's perfectly retarded.I woke up at like 8,and couldn't go back to sleep again.My screwed up biological clock.Cut me some slack will you?I need my precious sleep and I'm being deprived of it.I gave up hope after 15mins of tossing and turning and sat up to read [i]Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix[/i],while listening to [i]Hybrid Theory[/i].It so kicks ass and I personally prefer it to [i]Meteora[/i].I put it on repeat and listened to it like until 11+.That was when i realized I missed [i]Prince of Tennis[/i].I was swearing and jumping out of bed when I realized 3 minutes of the show wouldn't make a difference.Lay back down and resumed reading.
Well,I don't really like Order of the Pheonix because the story is too draggy.It gets somewhat irritating,and Harry Potter just becomes an insufferable prat.He complains and shouts at every little thing.It gets pretty irritating after awhile.The whole story is just dragged on and on to make it longer I suppose.Okay to cut a long story short,I prefer the first 4 books.If I went on,you'd probably be bored about halfway.I am in a very bitchin' mood now and I'm going to complain about everything.And why do my sentences all seem so incoherent and disjointed.
I am supposed to have spaghetti for lunch,but I am seriously too lazy to heat it up.I was planning to get my brother to heat it up for me(And i know he would too),but he's too pre-occupied with whatever he's doing.Anyone knows if you can put glassware in the microwave oven?I don't want to risk it blowing up in my face.I almost did that once,when I put some gold-plated plate inside.Thankfully,my mum spotted before I could fry my face.I suppose I'll have it cold,unless I can persuade my brother.He has been surprisingly nice to me these few days.We walked my dog yesterday,and he actually walked all the way to the mini-mart to get me a drink(with his own money),while I went home.When there was this stupid flying insect which refused to get out of my room,he put aside his game for a while and helped me get rid of it.Although it was pathetically small(yes,yours truly is actually a [i]snivelling coward[/i] whose afraid of insects,especially flying ones,no matter how small),but I was frozen while contemplating the best way to get rid of it.I want to smack the paper I was holding on it,but I was too cowardly to even move.I hate insects.Urgh..they disgust me.My room is turning into some kind of pigsty,and soon it'll probably become unfit for human inhabitation.I eat in there,and just chuck all my rubbish into some pathetic bin which is overflowing with ants.My room is full of ants and there are probably cockroaches and other insects.Oh gross..there'd better not be any.I'll just freak.It's times like these which make me actually appreciate my brother.
I feel like complaining and bitching,but I'll leave it for later.Right now,I'm off to blow up my kitchen.Call the cops if I don't come back.Hopefully it won't be [i]too late...[/i] or you'll have to pick my remains..gahh..I'm not making sense anymore.[LINE] [It's better to be isolated by choice than to be isolated by others.]
