The neighbor from our house 1000km away gave my brother and I a lot of money for christmas. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do to thank him.

It makes things awkward for me to accept it, but he’ll get grouchy with me if I don’t. It’s not like it’s a fortune or anything, but it’s more than a non-family member should comfortably give.

He’s always doing things like this, though. When he left from visiting last time, he left me a bunch of socks, because I’m always complaining about cold feet. Did he give them to me like a normal person? No. He left them in front of my door and then he left. It’s the same thing with the money, he just decides to leave it on the table and then he leaves.

I mean, he’s like an uncle, infact, he’s closer than all of my biological first-uncles combined, but he’s still not really related.

I guess this means I’m making him an honorary family member.

My life is so backwards.

My parents are making me stay up late and pressuring me into drinking alchohol. My life is so weird.

I’m never going to talk to you after this class. So I shouldn’t get so attached.

Miranda’s a Ram, because she always leads the way.

I’m a hedgehog, apparently. Doesn’t bother me so much, they’re pretty cute.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so offended by anyone in a very very very long time, if ever. Today I got the ‘pleasure’ of meeting my mothers step-uncle.

Seriously, I know the guy for twenty minutes, and he tells my dad that he could get 150k to marry me off right now, but if he wanted to marry me off to this guy from the Middle east, that my dad could make up to 4M out of it.

This is, of course, after he says that my ‘A’ average in school won’t be enough to get me into what I want to do, regardless of the classes I’m taking. Pretty much, because I’m a girl.

Of course, he would know this because he’s raised his kids to get uni degrees. Well then, how much good did that do him when he still has a 32 year old son living in his house?

And then my mother was telling him how she told me about their family history, but my mom didn’t know why his mother had left him (Allowing for my great-grandmother to marry his father) So he tells us, and then he says ‘Do you understand how we’re related now?’ like I’m mentally handicapped. I understood before his fat ass walked in the door, but we didn’t know what happened to his mother.

Man, I think he trumps every person I’ve ever hated before.  I mean, it’s not like I’m the most accomplished teenager, and I’m not looking for the usual praise that relatives like to sing to boost my parents ego. However, I’m NOT an object, and I’m not mentally challenged just because I’m an unmarried girl.

You know you spend too much time with people who speak english as a second language when you need to explain:

Candy Striper =/= Candy Stripper

I hope you break your legs =/= Break a leg!

You need to explain to your boss what Marijuana is and why her friend is concerned for her son.

And the one that will stay with me forever: Music to your ass is NOT music to your ears.

I wonder if I’dve been around more if thing’s would’ve been different. If somehow my absence has sped up an inevitable process. That perhaps my need for experiencing the real world, for growing up too fast, has caused you to overlook the fact that I am just a teenager still. But then I think blaming myself is such a childish thing to do, you’re the one that’s wallowing in your own unhappiness, it’s not me.

I can’t give you life advice, you’re over twice my age. You were the popular one in high school, I’m still struggling the social twilight zone that is adolescence.

What unsettles me is not how easily this is effecting me, but how it isn’t. If you had just quietly gone about this, without trying to seek my guidance, I don’t think I would’ve cared. Staying together or not makes no difference to me. The fact that I knew exactly how I was going to handle the situation as it pertains to me is a little unsettling.

Once again I’m put into a situation where I don’t know what to do. I think the scariest thing of all is that I’m on my own for it. We weren’t all that close to begin with, but knowing I can no longer ask you is, I think, one of the first major steps to my own independence.

Selling my first ‘lolita’ dress on cos.com.

People certainly respond quickly.

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My brother, immitating Heechul: “Here, take care of my cat, I’m going off to war.”

Then my brother asks why he has to go off to war.

“Well, It’s manditory for all Korean men in S.K to have two years of military service.”

“Oh. That’s stupid.”

“Well, South Korea is a war still, you know.”

Surprised, “With who?”

Akward pause, “You’re an Idiot.”

진상 really suck.

gwiyeo:

neurotic-rose:

gwiyeo:

but i’m also like a ravenclaw… but also… slytherin qualities…

slytherclaw? 

BUT IT SOUNDS SO WEIRD.

 … You know, I just went over this in my head this morning, came to the same conclusion.

you’re not a slytherin. 

 Nope, but I came to the same slytherclaw conclusion.

(via kobayashimidori)