The Shipwright

So I started a new blog for my fics and shipping and whatnot because I realized that this is a really personal blog and putting things like ships and fics here would be... kinda inapropro LOL.  So yeah.

http://leeshipwrites.blogspot.com/

Pretty Good Day .w.

     By the way, did anyone notice that I just learned how to use jump breaks yesterday? Ahaha...orz...
Anyways, today was actually a pretty good day for once! .w. I really hope this continues!

Birthday 2013: Part 2

More birthday messages from Twitter.

[Shipping Moments] Kori x Near

(Yes, this will be a thing now. Cuz I felt like it.  God, this is gonna become a shipping blog or something AHAHA)

Birthday 2013: Part 1

     I am now 15, and I don't know whether to be happy or not cuz I feel old already.  I guess I'm happy though, because this year, it feels as if people actually care.  And that's good cuz I really needed that.  It's been my birthday for about half an hour in my own timezone, and already I want to cry because I've received so many birthday wishes from people.  And since I know I'll forget and stuff, I'll be updating this post to put all of those birthday messages because this will be a huge mood booster for me.

I really have no life

Last year, I experienced my first chorus battle: VocaFusion
I decided to do this during VocaFusion. [link]
As per tradition, when the Masquerade Ball came out this year, I did this. [link]

I actually plan to be doing more with the Masquerade Ball due to the story concept.  However, that document is still current a WIP.  When it's finished though, it'll detail each chorus' setting, plot, characters, etc. and possibly my own personal opinion?  Ahaha...

Vocafusion had about 38 groups. Masquerade Ball has 54.  How masochistic can I get.

I also have plans to document other things.  Perhaps I'll do a document about choruses in general (particularly ones that I enjoy).  Or maybe I'll do a stalker-doc like Myst.  Ahaha... I really do have no life.

It doesn't help that I like documents.  I like formatting them and putting pretty colors in them and making them and just having things laid out all neat in a doc.  I'm weird Ahahaa--

(I also still have to finish putting together that Fanfic document--)

I know and I don't know and I don't care what you know

"You can't feel upset just because you feel upset!"

That's what they said, anyways, but in the end, what more do I have to offer as an explanation?  I feel happy because I feel happy, I feel upset because I feel upset.  I don't know anything more than that.  Sometimes, I don't even know how I feel

"Why don't you know? There's something wrong with you."

I know that already. I know.  I don't need to be told this.  There's something wrong with me.  I tell myself that enough already.  I don't like myself enough already.  I don't care and don't need to know that you don't like me as well.

I hate depression because it's so irrational.  I have no reason to cry, no reason to be upset, but I am.  I get upset because I don't know.  My parents get upset because I don't know.  It's impossible to explain to myself and it's impossible to explain to my parents.  I feel like I'm getting better, little by little, and then it all crumbles down again.  And to my parents, I'm just impossibly weird and stupid.

Blegh

     My mood was fine today, and I thought I'd be able to get through.  I was trying to cook, but then my dad came home and told me I'm too slow and took over.  Then my brother came into my room, saw that I typed "My birthday is in 3 days", and said, "Oh really? I totally forgot!"  I have no idea if he's being sarcastically indifferent or what, but it hurt.

     I actually really don't like my birthday.  Bad shit always happens on my birthday.  I guess it's part of being a bad omen LOL.  For the past couple years, I've been sick on my birthday.  I think it happened even before that, although I was too stupid to notice.  I hope it doesn't happen this year... (although I guess that's what I get for having a birthday during the change of seasons LOL)  Since it's also just after the winter months, it also means I'm usually trying to recover from an depression-induced grade drop.  This year, I have a dentist's appointment on my birthday.  I hate going to the dentist.
     I think I would be more okay with not having things when they're not dangled in front of my face, when I'm not told of all that could've been.  I get told that on my birthday, they're going to take me here and there and I'll get this and that, and it all crumbles away in the end.  Good grief, if I was going to just spend my birthday in my room alone, then I can at least look forward to that without making room for your plans only to be told they were canceled.

     My mood's really bad and the internet is cutting in and out right now.  Woo...