Birthdays, adultness, and SuJu

Dear Blawg readers,

I'm an adult now.

"Holy freaking crap on a stick" is right. Me, ranter of rants, childish heathen of an unmentionable hell, is now legally an adult.

Things I can do now as opposed to this time last year ::

Vote! (Yay?)

Go to college! (WOOOOOO~!)

Buy cigarettes! (.... Well. I can buy 'em for mom now, I guess?)

Yeah. Not a huge list. I know. And, unfortunately, my birthday pretty much sucked balls. Mom forgot to take it off work so she worked all day, I couldn't hang out with any of my friends because they were all out of town or we were fighting, and I was stuck babysitting my brother. And he'd cheerfully taken it upon himself to terrorize me to the point of hysterics.

So, like I said, my birthday sucked.

BUUUUUUT.... I've recently stumbled upon something that totally makes up for it.

Super Junior. 13 undenyably HOT pretty boys (12 Korean, 1 Chinese). They're now down to just 10 members, all being Korean, but they still rock my rocks. Their music is awesome. I love it to death. And the best thing? They all fit together so well!

Literally, everyone in the band was in some fanmade skinship couple. *fangirl grin*

My favorite? The two fishies - Lee Donghae and Lee "Eunhyuk" Hyukjae. Totally hot and nomable~

And.. I guess that's all you get. :] I'm going to back to my Super Junior music and my EunHae stories.

Happy early birthingday, Heechul oppa!!

Ever Yours,
The Night Thief

ps - I have a Live Journal account now... If anyone wants it?

Rantrantrant- Oooh, Shiny!

Hello my lovies! Did you miss me much?

Fine. >: I didn't miss you either.

Now, the reason I've been MIA for weeks is because, well, summer break and slothliness absolutely hate me. I recently realized, much to my disbelief, that I've made more friends in the underclassmen from my school that I have in the graduated class of seniors. That is both sad and a little weird, am I right?

Okay, so... Today has been... A weird day. Like... Incredibly über freaking weird. And right now... I hate it.

So let's begin our rants, yeah?

[rant=life]

Okay, folks. I thought we cleared the air up pretty well before, but I guess people still don't understand things. So let me simplify things a bit more...

Life is not supposed to drive people to suicidal conditions, okay? It's really not. And with what I've been witnessing recently, it has been. Too much pressure from adults, too much pressure from school, too much pressure from girl/boyfriends, too much everything!

What ever happened to just being a kid?

Oh. Wait. That's right...

Our economy's failing. Obama sucks. Our school systems are going down the drain. Spastic weather. Psychotic natural disasters. I could go on for hours... But I think you get the drift.

So I suppose that means that what we once knew as adolescence is now obsolete. We in Generation Y, supposedly the genius generation, go straight from childhood to adulthood with no period in between.

What a suckish hand of cards that our generation has been dealt.

I don't have much else to say on this topic for now except... Live like there's no tomorrow and fuck those that try to stop you.

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[rant=love]

Love sucks.

Seriously.

It fucks with our heads and messes with everyone around us.

So why do we put up with it?

Because. Without love, humanity is nothing more than an educated beast.

In this 21st century, the most deady disease is that people feel unloved.

So love. Love like there's going to be no tomorrow, because one day there won't be.

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[rant=music]

I <3 music.

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Music = Life.

Music on. World off.

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And I'm done for now.

Class is about to end, and I've gotta find somewhere to go if I'm going to continue skulking around the school.

Happy birthing day, Zack.

Ever yours,
The Night Thief

Fancy Schmancy

That's what I like to call it, more as a term of endearment than anything else though, if you know what I mean. But you probably call it "Prom".

Personally, I like "fancy schmancy". Then again, I'm a crazy freak that enjoys putting their thoughts and ideas out for a judgmental world to view and comment upon. Not like I've gotten any comments. Eh. It doesn't bother me all too much. This is my blog, after all. Set up by me, for me, and only written for myself. If someone else is enjoying it, then good for them. Otherwise, I don't really give a rat's ass.

Anyway. Back to the fancy schmancy dance known as Prom.

It's supposed to be epic, especially for me because I'm graduating in (omigodomigodomigod) less than a month, but tonight's prom? ... Huge. Epic. Fail.

It was awful. Really.

I don't know about you, but I like music. One of my favorite quotes in life, and also a favored motto, is "Music on; world off". Was the music on? Yes. Was the world off? .... Kind of. The question that really matters, the question that will thoroughly describe the dance in a few short and simple words, "Was the music worth it?" My answer: Hell no.

To me, music is something to be revered. You cherish it. Worship it. Love it. Our DJ? .... Not so much. Litterally, the only songs he played all the way through were Lady Gaga's Bad Romance, some weird dance thingie, the Cha Cha Slide, the Cupid Shuffle, and a (c)rap(py) hiphop song. Seriously. All the rest began (literally) halfway through the song and then played for about a minute and a half before sloooooowly oozing into another song.

And before you ask what's the matter with that, imagine this...

Imagine Uprising by Muse. And Party in The USA by Miley Cyrus. .... Imagine Uprising meshing with PitUSA and then sloooooooowly morphing into just PitUSA. ... Yeah. It gave me the BIGGEST headache I've had in quite a while. Even bigger than my reaction/sleeploss headache from Friday.

I think a part of me died inside.

Oh! And the songs themselves freaking sucked. ... Yeah. I recognized the Cha Cha Slide, the Cupid Shuffle, the weird ho-down song, and Journey's ever famous Don't Stop Believing. The rest? Pretty much went like this::
DJ: *begins playing random song halfway through old song*
Me: Wtf...?
Friend: *shrugs*

Yeah. But the bonus points for this year? I didn't go outside and mope. I didn't dance with a guy... But one of my best friends was with her boyfriend - the one that called me beautiful - so we got to mess with him all night, two good friends came together and the girl looked like a freaking gorgeous princess, and two of my good friends won the king and queen position.

Sad points: Cute Guy #1 is MIA until Monday. Sad panda. Cute Guy #2 is MIA. Period. So I'll see him Monday, too. Cute Guy #3.... Still doesn't realize that he's in a lose-lose situation unless he leaves his girlfriend.... The girls at my school are sluts. ... No surprise there. We nearly got in trouble when we went to eat after Prom... Because some teens roughed up the Plaza in Kansas, and now everyone else is on edge. ... Great. Restaraunt rulez: Must be at least 18 or accompanied by an adult of at least 25 years of age. What a hassle! Le sigh...

And (on a completely different note) my Forensics meet today absolutely SUCKED. But it's cool. :] I'll live.

So.... The day in a short, wholesome nutshell. .... To bed now. :] Kinda sleepy. Hoping for good dreams, yea~?

Thanks for (not?) listening, everyone. Enjoy your morning/day/afternoon/evening/night. And remember.... Be safe. :]

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Ever Yours,
The Night Thief
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