Screwed Christmas,

My obsession with Gossip Girl scares me sometimes. I'm desperately in need of the next episode, I don't know why. I think maybe because I'll feel more complete. That's bullcrap.
Whatever the reason, it surely scares me. Guilty pleasure, that show is.
Oh and you know what's annoying [although I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this countless times], Nate/Jenny and Nate/Vanessa. Why not Nate/NOBODY!?
I'm pretty sure it pleases fangirls everywhere. Seriously, those people at CW shouldn't doubt the unthinkable power of fangirls. They're enough to stomp the Nazis for Chrissake. All that squealing and psycho fanspeak, they're lethal.

Screw it for the time being.

Christmas too. Mine's irrefutably screwed. No joke, people. Screwed is what it's going to be. Not even the best Christmas present can reverse it, I tell you. Unless you give me Gaspard Ulliel. He should suffice. :P

Screw it for the time being too.

PMR results. SUCK. They're not out yet, but they still suck. The very existence of PMR results that completely terrorize your life for 2 months, SUCK. And that whole thing about it coming out on Christmas Eve, SUCKS EVEN MORE.
WTF? How can it possibly come out on Christmas Eve? Do you seriously want me to go for midnight mass all mopey and emo? I'd rather have a good Christmas, AND THEN DIE. Not DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE for Christmas and then die some more.

Can't screw it. How maddening can this bitch get?

And....Someone called me "borderline emo". Borderline because I haven't gotten to the stage of wearing itchy scarves in a 28 degrees weather and because I'm not etching my hands. I find that disgusting by the way.
But yeah, to answer that very nice, deluded person who says I'm borderline emo, just because I like sitting at a dark corner of my room at 7.20 watching the sky darken with my hair that's flippy and covering half of my face does not mean I'm emo, or even borderline emo. Emo is idiotic.
Hell, I don't even know what it is.
A genre? Probably.
Stereotype? According to melodramatic, unsmiling teenagers, it is..
An abbreviation of a word? Of course!

I'm annoyed. Nahh *shoves*
I give you eye candy in the form of a sex muffin. French kind. And don't ask me why it's muffin and not baguette. That just sounds odd. Sex baguette? WTH?

Hello. I think I've just died. Now where the hell did my brains go dripping?