Alright, let's try this again.
Yesterday was a very long day. I spent most of the morning either cleaning or being hounded to clean, and then I went to the last anime club meeting of the school year. It wasn't all that bad, but there's a little boy in our anime club who is quite possibly one of the most annoying creatures to ever walk the planet. He makes comments that even overshadow my own banality, has an extremely grating laugh, and he never keeps quiet. I had to work very hard to suppress my urge to jump up and duct tape his mouth shut. However, the host's mother made us white rice and Korean beefiness, so that was nice.
Then I get home to find all these people swarming in my backyard, with the back door open, so as to allow flesh eating bugs easy access into my home. Mom proceeds to embarrass me thoroughly by showing some complete strangers my poetry. But I guess it wasn't all that bad--we did have those little hors d'oeuvre cheeses. And the band (which played mostly covers, like Walking in Memphis, All For You, and Kryptonite [all songs that I love dearly]) was very cool also. Large crowds of people (especially people I don't know) just make me nervous. I have a real lack of social skills, but I like to watch people talk to each other, and I like to talk, too--I'm just too afraid of coming off sounding like an inane dork (which I really do, most of the time).
However, I did recruit a new Zim fan. (insert evil laughter here)
Yesterday was a very long day. I spent most of the morning either cleaning or being hounded to clean, and then I went to the last anime club meeting of the school year. It wasn't all that bad, but there's a little boy in our anime club who is quite possibly one of the most annoying creatures to ever walk the planet. He makes comments that even overshadow my own banality, has an extremely grating laugh, and he never keeps quiet. I had to work very hard to suppress my urge to jump up and duct tape his mouth shut. However, the host's mother made us white rice and Korean beefiness, so that was nice.
Then I get home to find all these people swarming in my backyard, with the back door open, so as to allow flesh eating bugs easy access into my home. Mom proceeds to embarrass me thoroughly by showing some complete strangers my poetry. But I guess it wasn't all that bad--we did have those little hors d'oeuvre cheeses. And the band (which played mostly covers, like Walking in Memphis, All For You, and Kryptonite [all songs that I love dearly]) was very cool also. Large crowds of people (especially people I don't know) just make me nervous. I have a real lack of social skills, but I like to watch people talk to each other, and I like to talk, too--I'm just too afraid of coming off sounding like an inane dork (which I really do, most of the time).
However, I did recruit a new Zim fan. (insert evil laughter here)
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