Just No

How do normal people deal with the internet making them angry? I think the logical response is to stop being on the Internet, but I reeeeeeeeally don't see that happening for myself any time in the near future.

Back to the interwebby thing... I SINCERELY DO NOT GIVE TWO FLYING FUCKS ABOUT YOUR ART AND/OR YOUR "PRECIOUS LITTLE GIRLS"


I mean, the art thing I can at least understand, but the little girl thing? That's like a big sign saying "hey, rapists! Here's a multitude of pictures for your personal fun!" Not to mention, us normal fucking people don't care if you got those pink tacky-ass feathers shoved in your poor toddlers scalp. And people WONDER why our generation is so fucked. Because we had these IDIOTS raising us, thinking it's okay to whore your precious little darlings out to the entire internet for god-knows-what reasons.

NO.

THIS IS NOT OKAY.

Not to mention, you sound like a fucking idiot the entire time. "Here's us at so and so beach!"
I just want to comment and be like, your kids are ugly and you're pathetic.

It makes me genuinely angry.

I get that you have some serious issues with your self esteem involving being just a massive attention whore, but don't drag your kids into this!

It's like, the only thing more boring than going on a lame family vacation is hearing about someone else's lame family vacation.

You. Are. Warping. Your. Children.

Some people just shouldn't exist.

Freaking Out, Not Gonna Lie

I literally cannot find a decent Harry Potter countdown widget ANYWHERE. This should be big news. :(

Newest Blog Thingay

Got sick of all pink.
Now deciding on some new backgrounds for this blog.

Hold on for the Ride.

Re: whostheyanyway.blogspot.com

Dear Reader (because I know it's only Julia out there),

I simply MUST refer to and possibly TEAR APART LIKE A SPARTAN a part of Julia's blog, as referring to the end of Harry Potter (cry, moan, whimper like a petulant child, etc).

I don't much feel like reiterating her entire post... so here. LE SNIPPET.

"THE END HAS COME. On July 15th, my childhood will have come to an abrupt close. But as the snitch says, "I open at the close" so maybe it's not all over, right? RIGHT?? "

Adorkable, as I may or may not have mentioned. But seriously, that font is hard as shit to read. I had to put a black highlight to it. Though, now that I think of it, how hard exactly is shit? Is the shit we are referring to frozen?




Irrelevant.

The main point I want to discuss is the mention of the snitch. Indeed, the snitch opens at the end...... And reveals the half-dead remnants of the person/people that you loved enough to attempt bending the rules of the universe and all of Narnia to bring back.

Maybe, I don't want my snitch opened. Maybe the entire idea of the snitch opening at the close is that it opens to console you as you walk towards your sure and brave demise, and is a gift not meant for the living to dwell on.

Yes.
I have decided. That is it. Let no one contest me on this. The snitch opens at the close because no person who is going to have to face the consequences of today tomorrow could handle that. I mean, Harry is the obvious exception, but then, he's the exception to most rules, isn't he? *cheesy Paramore plays in background*

And maybe this isn't the end, because JK Rowling is a crafty little witch, and is revealing the new site "Pottermore" - not that we know what that entails. At all.

I really, really hope that it's good.

Okay, okay, I've wasted enough of your precious time.

GO, MY LOVELIES. DANCE TIL YOU'RE DEAD.

(isn't that so much better than a regular sign off?)

Explanations

You may have noticed a severe increase in my amount of blogs per... week, I guess.

It always happens in the summer.

I guess it started a few days ago when I was like OMG SO BORED ON THE INTERNETS JUST KILL ME NOW. Like, I had looked through so many memebase pages my head was gonna explode. I have looked at every. single. rage comic. ever. If it's been posted on ragecomics.memebase.com, I have seen it. Even if it sucks. Nay, especially if it sucks. (most of them suck).

Amidst my boredom, I was like ZOMG I HAVE A BLOG LET'S GO WRITE SOMETHING.

And then I proceeded to stare at a blank page for hours upon hours. (Not really)

I forgot how hard this is.

Not to mention, I used to have ramblerambleramble posts that make me want to tell my past self tl;dr.

So,

I'm here.

I used to be able to just blog about nothing!

What happened?

I am actually so tired of the freaking rules of the freaking internet.

Like.
Like.

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ALL I WANT TO DO IS WATCH AN ALL-DAY BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER MARATHON, BUT NOOOOO.

How is it that the second I find a good video that doesn't freeze halfway through or demand I buy MacKeeper (I don't want to clean my effin Mac...)
.... IT HAS A DUB OVER OF THE WRITERS TALKING ABOUT WHAT CERTAIN SCENES WERE INTENDED TO DO FOR THE PLOT AND ETC? I don't CARE that the opening scene is intended to show Buffy reaching within herself or some shit, I wanna WATCH IT.

Swearing In Italian and Etc

Matteo, my little brother, is trash talking to his video game downstairs, using a multitude of swears that no eleven year old should know.

I should mention that he's not even connected to randoms playing on his team or against him or whatever. He's just chillin down there, swearing at nothing. X_X

It's not even some intense hardcore game (MARIO KAAAAART), it's just, like, boxing. Mortal Kombat?

I don't even know, nor do I want to.