February 25, 2011

This is the most important post you’ll ever read. Except it’s not.

Posted in Uncategorized tagged children, evil, over, pincher bugs, spirits, taking, young at 1:13 am by Megan

Dear diary, which essentially functions like an online journal, and isn’t really a blog at all. And honestly, anyone who stumbles upon it is quite unfortunate. But as I may have noted earlier, this blog is a lot less for the enjoyment of said unfortunate soul and more for my own purpose. So don’t read it, that’s fine.

As I was saying. Dear diary,

I have been ignoring you once again. If we were dating, I fear that you would have already kicked me out of the apartment. You may have even thrown the television out of the 2nd story window, assuming that we live on the 2nd story and that the television is mine. And taking into account the fact that I hate television, it probably isn’t. So hah, I’ve spoiled your plans. Even more of a reason for you to break it off.

I like metaphors…. as I was saying, I’m not going to be saying that I neglect you anymore. Because it’s hardly neglect when you’ve gotten used to it, right? I don’t really want to check when my last post is cause it won’t tell me on the current browser and… lazy… but let’s just assume it was about a month ago. So maybe monthly posts are how it’s going to work around here anymore… honestly, posts come whenever I have something to say or simply feel the need to update.

Actually, I think I’m going to -try- to start writing in a journal, because as I said, this really is for me… And as long as I’m not too lazy to do it, I feel like it could work. So if I randomly go MIA, you know why. But anyways, I feel like rambling.

Because it’s 1am here and I refuse to go to sleep.

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Megan: THANK GOD

 Marta: haha. :] telepathic. knew you needed me. you ok? PP

Megan:  XD NO, I AM NOT OKAY, MY SHEETS ARE BLACK what if they’re here? how long have they been here? how did it get in? do they travel in packs?i can feel them on me. I CAN FEEL THEM

Marta: LOL. sorry come live with meee

Megan: YOU HAVE SPIDERS. those are worse. at first i could even tell what it was. i was like.. is it a flying ant? i didn’t want to accept the truth. but i looked at it after i got it in the bottle and it definitely has some evil looking pinchers. i was ruthless too. i was like. HAH

Marta: lol.

Megan: I BET THAT STINGS DOESNT IT? TRYING TO BREATHE COKE? YEAH. AND YOU CANT SWIM CAN YOU? HA. HAHAHA.TELL YOUR FRIIEENDDDSSS. now my bed is away from the wall. and all the lights are on because they’re nocturnal. and maybe i can trick them into thinking it’s daytime

Marta:  WHOA. MEGAN. NOOOO

 Megan: xD yes. marta. i did it. and i’m not ashamed

 Marta: you drowned it in coke?

 Megan: NOT ASHAMED AT ALL

Marta: ><”"”

 Megan: i am

 Marta: YOU HARTLESS MONSTER

Megan: laughing right now

Marta: ><” megan. we need to hang out .-.

 Megan: and rocking back and forth so it might be hysteria

 Marta: haha.thats what this conversation has proven to meeee. LOL. now i amW. rokcing back and forth aughing. laughing* because. you’re so strange. and hilarious. that’s why we need to hang.

Megan: hey is it raining outside?or is that the sound of a thousand pincher hug corpses hitting my window? OMG IT IS RAINING. i wanna go outside…really bad. but i’d have to put on pants. oh man…i seriously have adrenaline goose bumps from battling the bug that have yet to go away… omg how long has it been living here…so many nights…so many questions..and now i cannot ask, because it is dead

 Marta: LOL.are you high?

Megan:hahaha no XD i’m always like this marta but thanks for asking. OKAY I THINK IM GOING TO GO OUTSIDE. BUT ITS DARK. SO ILL COME BACK REALLY QUICK AFTER I PEE MY PANTS FROM FEAR OKAY?

Marta: ok. haha 

Megan: i’ll be back promptly. DONT LEAVE. brb. OMG. BLACK FUZZ ON JACKET. PANTS ALREADY PEE’D. BRB

Marta: lol.

Megan: actually not scary t all cause it’s really bright.. but it is really cold

Marta:  what are you smooooking? its dark!

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And that’s all folks.

P.S. The copy/pasting messed up the formating… so you’ll have to live with random >’s or otherwise everything would be all smooshed.

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