Well, I am home. Jude came to pick me up. Other people were noticably not present but Evanna and Kait made me a CAKE! And I love them! And I got to squish Pierre. And now I sit. Alone. In my room. Wondering why I am here.
And I should call my brother now. YAY for Dylans.
Which side will bitch the most? When will people make me stop rolling my eyes?
Fucking yeah, that's pretty much my take on all of this shit. The least that this cat fight could do is be done in person rather than public forum. Seriously, who even wants to see any of it? -Ry
We're not fighting, no one is grabbing sides, this doesn't concern you so why are you making it out to be something it's not?
Don't talk about things you don't know about.
It's my journal. You don't have to read it. It doesn't concern you.
*smirk* Good point.-Ry
Well done, Ryan. Contradicting yourself again you, pretensious pigheaded arse-for-brains.
Too bad I feel like I can't say this on a Public Forum.
Before anyone else decides to jump on the bandwagon and voice their opinions, and we continue to beat this dead badger of a topic until it becomes unrecognisable goo...
Renee and I are fine now. See...not fighting. Everyone seems so intent on having us drop the subject, that they kept it going far after we already had. Gotta love it.
Aaaaand my little brother Dylan is missing. If it's not one thing, it's another. I am going to rip out my hair, stick it on a doll or something, and burn it. I don't know why, it just seems like a stress reliever.
I want my brother :(