Blah!

So I'm writing this while Melanie holds a (metaphorical) gun against my head. I really don't want to be writing this today. I have about a thimble full of patience left in my daily Patience quota (:L) and I'm- just- yeah.

Buut, apparently I have to make this a "long one" because Melanie told me to. I'm such a pushover.

I have no clue what to talk about seeing as I have done ab-so-lutely nothing today. Seriously, I've just stayed in my room all day with my laptop reading James/Lily fanfiction. The only times I've come out of my room is to:

- Get food/water
- Bring the washing in (stoopid mother)
- and go downstairs for dinner.

THAT IS IT! GAHMYLIFEISSOBORINGANDI'MGONNADIEBECAUSEMYHEADHURTSANDI'MMOODYFORNOREASONSOMYMOMISGTTINGPISSEDOFWITHMEANDISTILLHAVEN'TDONEMYGERMANORFRENCHSOI'MGONNAFAILATLIFEFORLIKEEVER!

Yes.

Meh.On the plus side I now have some wizard rock on my ipod. Not a lot and only random songs because for some stupid reason I couldn't download whole albums and therefore it's all a bit disjointed and I have one "album" with one song it. It's okay though. I'll manage. My brother called me gay again yesterday because one of the songs is about Draco Malfoy and he heard it. So yeah.

Tomorrow, I'm going to see Dear John. So I'll let y'all know how that is.

Yes for some reason I decided to type like I'm Hannah Montana.

Bye.

P.S. Melanie, I'm sorry that this isn't particularly long and stuff, but whatevs. I'm past caring. Oh, and if you're late tomorrow, I will shoot you, and not with a metaphorical gun either.