Good news people, my roboticness has returned. You know those headlines and threats to humanity, calling them meatbags and such? Yeah, that's the good stuff. Rejoice, you should. It's better than pretending to be alive although you still have to devour flesh to appear lively.
So, I've had a pretty good week (week meaning, this time, since last Friday or so). Sunday was the best day, though.
After several weeks of shoveling snow for my aunt and grandma, I made seventy bucks. Yeehaw. You know what I did with that? Went to the mall--finally. Took thousands of games and movies (although they don't accept movies anymore) and unwanted/broken controllers to GameStop. 108 bucks on the credit now. See, my brother and I had this plan for a Wii. Although we know you can't find Wii's anywhere (short of eBay, but they're rip-offs for illegal/broken systems), it was still nice to know we had more than enough with the credits and our money combined to get one. But even if we, by some miracle, find a Wii somewhere else, we wouldn't be able to buy it because the most money is at GameStop, meaning you can only use it at GameStops. Boo. However, what isn't boo, is that we finally got a new The Orange Box, and I'm happily killing my kin on DeadRising. Aren't they just beautiful? I have to get my bearings back, though, for Portal, Half-Life, and DeadRising. It's a pain in the butt when you don't know what you are doing or where you're going (which always happens to me--I get lost easily).
Also, I finally got my
necklace (for those of you who don't know what it looks like--it'll take you to Hot Topic, by the way). It's so wonderful and I simply couldn't ignore it any longer. There's only one problem with it. The chain is far too long for my style (Olive loves chokers, people). Now, the chain is holey enough to clip it wherever you want, so I did that, but it leaves a long tail. Which is too annoying. But I can't hate it. Look at it. It's beautiful.
Oh, more glorious news that I demand you rejoice to: Rowena and Luke have returned. For the time being, that is. They promised they would disappear in several days. But at least their here and their sharing. Because I want their ending! I want them to suffer (you might see what I mean by this)! So with them back, I'm cleaning up the story a tad and going to post it in the cuts (maybe a tad longer) I had in my journal on my
deviantART (yeah, you can find Olive anywhere on the internet except for Myspace, Facebook, and IMVU, and a few annoying roleplaying things you see advertise--no lie, no lie). So be looking for that if you want to see how it ends (actually, (although I doubt any of you want to see how it ends) you won't have to look far because I'll always mention it whenever I update my journal).
So, aside from losing some of my zombieness, I'm still hanging on. Sleep is getting harder to come by, though. It's back to how it was. Whenever I lay down and close my eyes, my heart pounds and something says, "Don't." I really hate it when my mind does this. Makes everything harder. Makes school work impossible, as well. But maybe I'll get some sleep in an hour or so; it normally passes by fourish/five. Anyway . . . . . . . . yeah.
