Flashback

This is television
Late night television
Scripted with precision
-The Razor, Head Automatica

Reading back on my old blogs is somewhat interesting. It's also somewhat disturbing, and confusing. I seem to have changed a lot more than I thought in the past year.

It's actually a little hard to remember how bad I was for awhile (you know, like emotionally and stuff). I've been wondering lately how much better I actually am, but looking back I am definitely doing better. Like, shitloads better. Even if I'm not quite "normal" yet.

However, at the same time I made some good points back then. Things I still think about now. Such as my complete hopelessness with social interactions. Specifically how I will practically worship anyone who is nice to me. Maybe I'm not that bad, but that is a pretty big flaw of mine.

I also still think this growing up stuff sucks. Responsibility is no fun at all. I would like to live in my little fantasy world filled with gaming, books, alcohol, and such (and also where I am a vampire - yes I'm still going on about that).

Simon (or "Christopher" if he's still going on about it) is still annoying and ignorant. I have also found that there are more Simons in the world than I would like there to be. Yay.

Sheep existed back then too. Big surprise there.

Stay tuned for more Pathetic Tales Of A Broken Doll.

xx