Blah...haven't written one in a while....

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5526235/1/Forbidden_Goods

My friend's D.Gray-Man "fanfiction". It's hi-larious!!! XD

Sooooooo.... Anyway, thought you all oughtta know I'm not engaged no more... NO QUESTIONS OR I KEEL YOU!!!!!!! I just didn't feel like I loved him anymore. That's it. Nothing more. Blah. The end. Pocky. (Pocky? Where?! GIMME!!!!!)

I gotta wait for 'Thew (that's what I'm calling my stepdad now) to replace a lightbulb so I can do dishes. And when I'm finished with those it's time for..... BACON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XD The food of angels that is the side dish to pocky!!! (Ramen is dessert. ^^)

A little bit of seriousness now... (Beware random swearing. In advance, pardon my French.)

Why is it that people are so stupid? I just went back to a website I posted a comment on (http://awkwardfamilyphotos.com/2009/06/30/two-ninjas-and-a-baby/ just click Ctrl+F and type in aeris7dragon, or the first two letters) and remembered people do NOT know how to tolerate differences. Especially here in America. (And people here wonder why other people hate us? Dumbasses!)

In all my surveys, even to the intelligent people, I find myself explaining what I mean to them. Well, actually, we're not supposed to explain it, so I just repeat it over and over. The question "Were you required to wait for a teller although one appeared to be available?" gives me the most trouble. (Gah, I've been working at Wats too long....I quoted that from memory!) What's so difficult to comprehend about a teller that looks like she's available but apparently isn't so you're supposed to wait? But noooooo....... "No, one was available." "No, I was blah blah blah and she said blah blah blah and my transaction blah blah....." People are downright idiotic. Note, that this doesn't reflect on those of you that I know are smart and I don't mean to offend anyone who reads this blog (unless I surveyed you on SunTrust Bank and you talked a lot....)

There's a newspaper article on my mom's desk entitled "Schools don't meet fast-food standards". Apparently this was in USA Today. So, when I opted out of going to Carl's Jr. up the road in favor of Nebo School District's strangely addicting pizza pocket, I was putting worse food in my body than if I'd gotten greasy french fries and bacteria-ridden ground beef? What the hell is the school board thinking? Perhaps it's some big conspiracy thing that all the kids who have eaten the school's food becomes brainwashed or something. That would explain why my sister Ana is the only one out of the three of us who is actually slightly more sane, and all on account of her being a vegetarian. I don't know. All I've got to say is that I'm glad I got out of there.

Anyway, there's my rant. Look me up on Facebook, too! My screen name there is Shiawase Moriko.

Ja-matta, ne!