#long winded windy

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Not gonna lie. Being out an away from my folks is great! Me making decisions for me is also really fantastic. But man if the loneliness doesn't hit hard some nights.

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Not having internet is hard

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So as I'm left to my own thought's I remembered something strange. It was a writing assignment in middle school. I don't remember what was the prompt, but I decided to write about love. Mainly because I wanted to express that I didn't understand what it meant at the time (i still have problems with it today). But I remember that i compared it to a lot of different things, even hate. I might go looking for the notebook I think it's in, but man oh man did it make me angry. I remember that class to be the one where I learned that I loved to participate in formal dance. I remember that class to be one where I realized i still didn't know what words were socially bad and socially good. I remember that class to be the one where I truly didn't understand anything that everyone else seemed to know as common sense. I remember that class as the one where I discovered I liked pears more than apples. I discovered in that class that people can be fickle and sweet at the same time. But most importantly, I learned in that class, that I never really knew what love meant.

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My family is fighting again. I really cant wait to be out of my house and away from my mother. She causes so much strife, because even though EVERYONE in my house is more intelligent than her, things HAVE to be done her way. And I'm not calling her stupid. It's just simply the fact that me, my father, and my brother have, what seems to be, more common sense than she does. But despite this fact, despite having experience in said topic, and despite all the arguing, she is always right, and we are always wrong. I'm tired of her causing everyone in the house to yell. I'm tired of her yelling in the mornings from across the house to wake my bro up even though I am a light sleeper. She pitches a fit if I have the audacity to lock my door, so she doesn't walk in to ask me something when I'm asleep. I'm so tired to be forced into my own room, so i'm not being blamed for the condition of the house. I can hear her now yelling at my bro, whose learned to ignore her and start fights. I'm so tired of being angry and alone when I am "home", simply for the fact that I am "home". 

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Feeling the negativity hard today. Got a little bit of bad news from a friend far away, and i didn't sleep again, so i don't feel at all rested for working early today. Bluh.

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Not a lot of time to reblog today, but I will give a quick update! So I went to the doctor in TN today with a friend. That took most of the day. Had some fun and hashed out some story ideas and got great conversations and inside jokes going. After coming home and introducing them to some of my favorite people, went to pathfinder. That's where things got ridiculous.

Now I am  gnome Sorceress, who is bent on becoming a loremaster! A thirst for knowledge only equal to a talent for trickery. Now, our DM is really focused on combat, and isn't too focused on out of combat challenges. And with what I have in mind, it will be a big mistake on his part. Especially since I just found out what Prestidigitation is. It's a simple level 0 spell that lets me do things like change color, taste, and cleanliness of most non-living objects. Mix that in with ghost sounds, whispers from no where, and a keen sense of tomfoolery, intimidation will never be easier. But that's not the best part. The best part is becoming a Loremaster!

As a Loremaster, once I reach a certain level, I can simply learn what I need to and have us skip entire sessions of planning because, "Oh hey, he's over here, in this fortress, with this many guards, entrances and traps". I know it sounds like I'm taking a lot of fun out of the game, but quite the opposite. I will be forcing a harder playthrough, and keeping our dm on his feet. I am so freaking excited, that im only getting one more damage spell before going pure crowd control and illusionary pranks! I can't wait to get to leveling up more.

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Okay, you know what, here's the thing. I'm going to block the words "Justin Beiber" because I am so tired of hearing about him. Like, foreal. He's just some punk who everyone has always wanted to hate on. He has his "beliebers" who are so transfixed and hypnotized by a genre that nothing else matters than a boy who does what he wants regardless of who it affects. But the thing is, WHY DOES IT FUCKING MATTER? Sure, there are good jokes to come of it, and some are pretty funny. But the fixation on him is stupid. AND IT DOESN'T MATTER WHERE HE ENDS UP! He could land in Botswana for all i care, and the media will still track his every move. IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER! Yes, he has committed a series of dangerous crimes, but all he's set up is a reference point for lower bail of the same crime committed by an ordinary person! 

End rant

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 Valentines Day always makes me depressed. Worst holiday.