Welcome to the Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls. Please, do come in.
I am Iggy and I shall be your guide in the Asylum. I have lived in this asylum for the better part of soon to be sixteen years. It is easy to get into the Asylum, the hard part is getting out.
I believe that everyone is mad to one point or the other. Remember, the first stage is denyal~ :3
<3 take care, and do come back.
Ok. Someone, please shoot me. I have been reading a while shit load of shojo smut crap, reading loads of romance fanfic, and for heaven sakes I've been FLIRTING!!! I HAVE BEEN FLIRTING!!! Iggy dosen't flirt. That is just wrong. you can't put flirting and Iggy in one sentence. I AM NOT COMPATABLE WITH FLIRTING!!!
Bang! *shoots self*
Bang! *shoots self again*
Bang! Bang! BANG!!! *Iggy dies*
*Iggy is unwilling revived by flying purple monkeys*
damn
Why are boys so confusing??
So Dorian was over at my house last night and him, my brothers and I were all sitting on my bed watching youtube videos on my laptop. Dorian was sitting next to me and he started poking my palm. After a while, he was holding my hand again. A while later, my mom asked me to wash a few dishes for her and when I finished, I came back to my room, sat back down and a minute later Dorian was searching around for my hand again. We held hands untill it was time for him to go. When he had to go, it was about time for me to feed my horses. He went out of his way and walked me down to the horse pen and helped me feed. But he didn't say anything. Didn't mention why he was holding my hand or anything!
Then today, he came over again (it's to cold to go anywhere) and he kinda ignnored me.
I am confused...
I seriousally feel like doing that right now...
Well last night my family and I went over to Dorian's house for dinner. (He's my neighbor, remember?)
So after dinner, we all played cards (My two brother, his sister him and I)
Then after that, we watched a movie. We started the movie at like, 9:00 and my parents decided to go back home. Brothers and I decided to finish the movie then come home when it was done.
I sat on the couch with my brother and his little sister who was like a parasite and would not stop folowing me!!
That's besides the point.
Half way through the movie, I got up to go the bathroom and when I came back I found that Dorian took my seat, BUT he left room for me....so, I wanted my spot on the couch back so I sat next to him.
3/4th into the movie, I don't know how it happened, but started elbowing each other. So I was sitting to his right and I had my right hand tucked under my left elbow and he had his left hand tucked unter his right elbow. He poked me in my ribs (cause, like Belia I squeak...not a lot. but I squeak when people poke my ribs.)so I poked him back. It stoped after a few times but we kept out hands tucked under out elbows. After a while his fingers brushed against mine and we kinda held hands...(O///O)
We held hands for the rest of the movie..
When the movies ended, normally he gets up and walks around a bit and stuff whatnot, (I only know this because I have lived in the house next door for only eight years) but when the movie ended, we just sat there, until I noticed that it was 11:00 and we had to go.
Belia and Ducky are probably never gonna let me live this down...
Does someone have a heavy duty shovel that I can kill myself with?
TT^TT I need to die...
Ok, remember the guy that I like?? Well if you don't then read the post below this one and smash Iggy with a giant hammer.
Well, so Dorian (that's his name) came over last night to hang with my brothers and I decided to watch a movie. I was sitting the recliner and I got up to get my hoodie. When I came back, he was sitting in my seat, so I just sat back down. Neither of us would give up the seat, so we ended up sharing the chair.
So then today, durring dinner, my parents asked, "So, do you want to explain the thing with Dorian last night?"
Iggy then nearly flipped backwards in her chair.
I explained it and yet they would not leave it alone! So then my brothers started too. I know that they are just joking but mentally I was kicking my self, screaming, playing russian rullette with a full gun, drowning myself in my soup and drinking poision..
Ya know what? I don't want to do anything! I get this way every year after Christmas. I don't want to be awake and I don't want to sleep, I don't want to draw, i don't want to write, I don't want to read, I have things to do and I don't want to do them!!! GWAH!
*sigh*
after Christmas emo-nisim. my word...Mine.
Have you ever liked someone, but are stuck at "friend"? I think that's what happening to me. I like this guy, but I think that he thinks of me as just a friend. And what dosen't help is that he's my NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOR!!! XP I like him, but also as a friend...i don't really know....
I'm learning to play the Musician's song form d.gray-man on the piano. Tis very pretty. Maybe I'll put it on youtube if I ever finish it. I have to rewrite some of the sheet music. I have like three different versions and I'm just rewriting it by hand to make it easier on me. so I'm taking chunks from each version and squishing it all together.
blah. I'm also looking for a job. I'm gonna apply at Safeway tomorrow. I need money. I got a phone for Christmas and I don't want to have my parents pay for it. Wish me luck.
well I hope that everyone had a great Christmas and I hope that everyone has a great New Year...
(I can now change my avie back!! This was the one I put up for christmas)
...Hello, a slightly emo Iggy here...
i need to rant. Even if nobody reads this, I need to rant... i higly doubt that anyone is going to read this...
Right now, I just feel so alone...It's bad enough being homeschooled with no one to talk to, but it's even worSo se to know that you have some friends, but they are too busy to return your calls. They have enough time to answer your e-mails and drop a few messages, but not enough time to call.
So last night, I was up late drawing at my desk.and it was maybe arounf midnight, when I finally finished a craptastic picture I wanted to sleep. So quietly as I could I went to my bed. Oh I forgot to mention that my parent's room is right above mine and they can hear everything that goes on upstairs. Appenentally, quietly wasn't quiet enough and my dad came charging up the stairs to yell at me.
I'm sorry that I don't sleep at the times "normal" people do. I sleep whenever I want to. I'm also sorry that I live here in this stupid house that echos every tiny sound. I'm sorry that I annoy everyone, i'm sorry that I only think about my self. When your home alone everyday there's no one else to
think about!
