Cheese Puffs! and alot of sarcasm.....

~The following post has nothing to do what-so-ever about cheese puffs or anything cheesy or puffy in that matter, if I don't get to off topic, the title was just created to attract attention because now-a-days it seems that people like cheesy and puffy things ((but it there is alot of sarcasm, I changed the title after I read through this several times)~

Okay. Here I am, sitting in my room, the only sounds are the sounds of the fan, and my crappy and neglected computer running against its own will. And maybe I'm also talking to myself -no doubt that I am- since it seems to happen so often in my case. Oh, and I forgot to mention the bead curtain on the side of the room that's now reflecting the light off of it's turquoise colored beads, which is annoying the hell out of me. I'd go on describing every single detail of my room, but unlike some other people, I have a life. Kinda.

Tomorrow is the day when the ship sets off on it's Madden voyage! No, not really, I just wanted to say something that sounded interesting, BUT I am leaving for Europe tomorrow (which will soon be today in fifteen minutes my time), so I say goodbye to my blog, America, all the creepy people I've talked to online (-snort- Just kidding!), and all my friends, and especially the broken hearted friend I am leaving when I go to Europe (yeah, I'm talking to YOU Amber. Thank you SO much for calling me back. Of course I'm being sarcastic, but it's SO hard to express sarcasm through text. And by the way, that last sentence about sarcasm wasn't meant to be sarcastic. For any of you who might have thought that by the way I capitalized 'so').

I feel kind of afraid of flying. Since the last time I've ever flown was when I was three on my way to Sandi ago, California. But, I shall have Gerard! (what I named my ipod), and he will be my comfort through out the flight. Soothing me with his depressing lyrics but yet beautiful songs. (I'm referring to My Chemical Romance if you people who haven't been out in a million years were wondering. And if you still are confused, MCR is a band and you deserved to be whacked upside the head, dumb***t). Yeah, I'm being mean, I know, but I'm cracking up at my crappy jokes all the same, and if your stupid enough, you probably are too. Haha, we all know I should be a comedian, it'll get me out of the house and away from my insane mother. (I was being SARCASTIC there.)

But yeah, I'm bored, tired, and thirsty, and I want to go to bed and dream about a guy that I made up in my mind that looks like Gerard Way but his name is Eric and he's not thirty. He's in college, though, still making him alot older than me. What's me with older men? My god. Maybe it's because older men have BRAINS.....