Ending my 2014 with another day alone and dealing with unpleasant humans awww yiiisss.
Finally got around to bodystitching today. I made a simple sound-wave on my right hand. I thought it was pretty good for a first attempt. Imouto-san took the picture off my instagram (after I refused to let her take a picture on her phone), showed it to her douchebag boyfriend, and then they both proceeded to mock me for it. Later, "Is that stupid thing still on her hand?" He laughed when she told him about how it ripped off earlier, saying that I'd come "crying" to her when it did. "It riiiiiped!" he mocked in a girlish, high pitch voice fuck you. It's people like you, who cannot let someone enjoy something you don't, who are the scum of this Earth.
I write this here and, indeed, it did sting a bit hearing that, but in actuality I really could not care less about who imouto-san dates, since it's not really my business and I want nothing to do with her once I leave. But as of this moment she and he being general assholes does affect me and it does suck.
She's been wearing this over-sized lime green hoodie around lately with booty shorts so it looks like she's not wearing pants, and I'm pretty sure there's no shirt under it either. Maa, she always walks around rather unclothed, but this just looks trashy. Like she's this twiggy white girl masquerading as some ghetto chola who can't afford clothes. P sure the jacket is his. No idea how her parents "don't know" she has a boyfriend.
But again, I couldn't care less because I want nothing to do with these people. I just wish I could stop seeing them already.
IN OTHER NEWS. My fabrics design teacher also saw my instagram post and she suggested I take a look at two professional artists who also did stitching on their hands ahhh so cool. I still cannot get over how kind and accepting the teachers at my school are. That school's art department in general; everyone was so kind and chill ah. It is such a stark contrast from this environment. It's much easier to be kind and a generally good person when the people constantly surrounding you aren't selfish, close-minded pricks.
Speaking of selfish, close-minded pricks.
I find some sort of sick joy in thinking about how to-san is alone in the hospital on New Year's. Especially since after okaa-san went to visit him earlier today she came back spewing his "she needs to go back to school" bullshit. We can't even afford nice toilet paper. Or any toilet paper. No joke, I am about 80% okaa-san has been stealing the shit we have from her work. ...I wonder if he cries alone in his hospital room. I wonder how much pain he's in. Welp. I don't deny being a sociopath. But is it really so wrong to laugh when bad things happen to bad people? It's not like I /wish/ for bad things to happen to them. But you know. It's funny when it does. Karma's a bitch and apparently I don't have enough brownie points to live the simple life I want; the least I can do is revel in the discomfort of my enemies.
Attempted to watch Ore ga Twintails ni Narimasu(?). It didn't work. Then watched Tsukimonogatari 1-4...are there more? Idk. It was...honestly kind of difficult to sit through...though still enjoyable. Hanamonogatari was amazing, so I guess my standards were too high...
Aaaah so many blog posts today. Lin-Aza's queue was set to 30 and there's still some leftover, and Lin-Men's was at 20 with 20 left...I...wanted to empty it for the new year...! It worked but it just filled up again ahahaha ;; Lots of good posts today. My dash is a nice place that definitely helps me escape my physical location. It really helps on days like these.
I am...kind of exhausted even though I didn't really do anything today. Ate a frozen dinner and some pretzels. Had a cup of cherry Dr. Pepper at midnight. Scratched off my face and tore off my nails (yet still managed to scratch face...?!!?!?). I could have sworn my nail-beds was actually beginning to reach a normal length while I was away for those four years but...maa, any remnant of that is gone lol. And like, okay, I know it's a form of OCD now but how to treat OCD...??? I guess I could Google that. Maa, ashita, ne.
Ahaha, coming across that soulmate AU again where "the scars and injuries of your soulmate appear on your own body, distinguishable by how they are discolored," they'd probably think I work in a meat factory and constantly get my fingertips caught?!
Oh, my new year's resolution is to get the actual fuck out of this toxic environment. Not that that hasn't been my goal for the past seven months.
