ALSO, I ACCIDENTALLY GRADUATED.

Yeah. I graduated high school. The social worker at school told me I somehow already met all the requirements for graduation, so it was too late to drop out. I'm none to happy aboot this, considering now my life is ruined. And even if I kill myself, it wouldn't do any good either because I'll still be a high school graduate in the afterlife. I WILL BE THE ONLY DEPRESSED PERSON IN HEAVEN. >C To add insult to fatal injury, my aunt threw me a graduation party. But first, she took me out to the mall to get me an iPod. Finally. 'Cause, like, for the longest time now she's been buying me crappy generic MP3 players because she doesn't understand the concept of things existing that aren't brand names. So, she said once I graduate she'll let me pick out any iPod I want. This did not happen. When we got there, I showed her all the iPods and she decided they were too expensive and ended up only getting me an iPod Nano. A FUCKING NANO. WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH ONLY 8 GIGABYTES?! So that was a shitty graduation gift. Especially considering, ya know, my life and afterlife are fucking ruined and absolutely no good came of it. I did manage to buy a few things at the mall using my own money, though. Namely some pocky, another Rozen Maiden DVD, and the new Green Day album. Then of course was the actual party. Which I received NO GIFTS AT ALL at. We ate tacos, had cake, that was it. I mean, I got $95, but still. How do they expect me to buy things if I'm not allowed on the Internet? Then they sprayed me with silly string. They seem to think it's funny, but it's not. So yeah, it sucked pretty bad. So then I pretty much spent the rest of the day using the stuff I got from the mall and playing Pokémon, but then my mom got scared and said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought, "Nah, forget it. Yo, holmes, to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom; I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

(NO AC) DC!

Despite the last week of school being optional for seniors, I went on Tuesday to go on a field trip with my class... to WASHINGTON DC. All in all I enjoyed it, but I get the feeling I was the only one.

But anyway, it was like a two or three hour drive to get to the metro from school. The metro itself took like fifteen minutes, and it was actually pretty cool. We got off near the Smithsonian, which was the first place we saw. One kid in my class really wanted to see the ruby slippers from the Wizard of Oz. And he did! I also saw the painting of Stephen Colbert, which really made my day. I didn't think it was still there, but it was. Another unexpected surprise was the actual chair from All in the Family. I admit, I kinda liked that show. As well as everything else that's ever been on Nick @ Nite.

We went to eat next. I don't know why we didn't wait until later, because we JUST got to DC. But yeah, we went to McDonald's, and much to my dismay, we all had to order our own stuff. AND I HATE HAVING TO TALK TO CASHIERS. SERIOUSLY. But I did it anyway, and indeed it was very awkward. Then more awkward came when I tried to find a place to sit. IT WAS PACKED, YO. I was prepared to just stand to eat, but eventually our social worker found some seats.

But yeah, enough aboot the DELICIOUS food of McDonald's. Everyone went and blew most of their money right afterwards (we were each allotted 30 dollars, for food, metro fares, and whatever else. souvenirs and shit.) at a stand right outside the McDonald's. Me, not wanting to talk to cashiers, didn't buy a damn thing. It pays to be anti-social sometimes.

I believe next we saw the White House. Possibly. It may have been later on. I forget, but I'll discuss it next anyway. Apparently they beefed up security, so you can't do tours anymore. So the closest we could get to the White House was outside the lawn, behind the fence. I got my picture taken in front of it, which is cool and hopefully it'll be emailed to me soon. But now that I think aboot it, maybe I shouldn't post it because one of my friends was in the picture, too, and I guess she doesn't like her picture being taken or something.

We also saw the Washington Monument, or as I like to call it, the Clinton Monument. (figure that one out) I wanted to go inside, but all the tickets for the day were sold out. No idea why, since it was just the beginning of the afternoon. But everyone except me had to either urinate or defecate, so next we hit the bathrooms at the WWII Memorial, completely ignoring the memorial itself. Man, we're dicks. I did see some old dudes in wheelchairs, though, so I assume maybe they were veterans themselves.

Then then Lincoln Monument! You know that giant pool you always see on TV? The one with the Washington Monument in the background? Apparently it's right in front of the monument. And Martin Luther King, Jr. gave his "I Have a Dream" speech there, too! We climbed the steps and went inside, and it was pretty cool. Turns out there's even some writing on the walls. I was one of only two people who actually read it. I'm not sure what it was, though. Maybe one of Lincoln's speeches?

If I recall correctly, it was at this point that we all stopped by these two stands. Being anti-social again, I stood around and watched as everyone else blew more money. The cashiers even tried to rip them off a few times. Eventually, I finally decided to buy a drink, because I'd been struggling with the heat all damn day long. Even had some dizzy spells throughout the day, plus I was drenched in sweat. So yeah, I bought a Mountain Dew. Fairly refreshing. My friend was surprised that I actually bought something. So was I, actually. Huh.

Then we proceeded to the Air and Space Museum. There was a note on the door telling us we couldn't have food or drinks in there. Quite ironic, really. So I quickly guzzled my soda and ran over to a trash can as fast as I could to throw the bottle away before I got left behind, which was really stupid because then I got nauseous and started dry-heaving. I wasn't aboot to puke in public, though, so I managed to keep it down. Anyway, then we entered the museum. I couldn't pay too much attention to it because I was still trying to stop myself from throwing up. I do remember being in an airplane, though. The bathroom in the plane was ridiculously small. I don't know how anyone could fit in there.

We weren't there for long, because everyone was really bored and wanted to go home. So was I, really, but only because I made myself sick. Also I think I was aboot to have a heat stroke, if I didn't already have some. So we took the metro back to where we parked. This time, I stood up, holding onto the railing, which was pretty fun. Once we got back to the vans, DAMN IT FELT GOOD TO BE OUT OF THE HEAT. Then I pretty much chillaxed for the two-to-three hour drive home. And that's it, basically. Hooray.

FINAL, MISCELLANEOUS NOTES:
*I didn't realize it before, but it turns out DC is an actual city. I always thought it was just the White House and the White House's lawn.
*At one point in time, we passed by the Treasury. I asked my history teacher if that was the place where you'd go to trade paper bills in for gold back when there was the gold standard, and she fist-pounded me for remembering things. Lol.
*I got my ass grabbed a few times. By a chick. Pretty hot.
*Also managed to hug some trees, and even made out with one. I don't think my classmates will ever be able to wipe that image from their minds.

OH, HELLO THAR.

I was offline for quite a while there, mainly because Dad's computer broke. But now I'm back and I can report stuff that's happened recently.

1. Unfortunately, I graduated high school. So now my life is completely ruined, and even if I killed myself, it wouln't do any good because then I'd STILL be a high school graduate in Heaven.

2. I managed to steal my laptop back from Mom. Not the other stuff, just the laptop. They told me for the longest time I'd get my stuff back when I graduate, but now that I did it they changed their minds, so I got PO'd and just took it back anyway.

3. So far, I haven't been kicked out of the house yet, but I still really wanna move anyway. I hate my family and my family hates me. I need to stay very far away from them.

4. Even though I'm a senior and thus don't have to go to school anymore, on Monday I'm going to a little party thing that the special ed class is having for its seniors. We're supposed to paint ceiling tiles. I dunno how to explain that. But yeah. I'm also gonna go Tuesday because we're going on a field trip to Washington, D.C. After that, though, I'm done with school. FOREVER.

5. I have still been playing Pokémon. Although, the other day it pissed me off so much that I kinda lost interest. See, I was EV training an Ampharos, and for some reason, it would NOT get its EVs. I have no idea why. I used 30 EV-givin' items on him, which should've given him 300 EVs. Then, I fought some Pokémon, counting each one, to get 56 more EVs. Since you can only get 510 EVs, there should've only been 154 left to get. So I went and beat the crap out of Pokémon for like, five cycles, making sure to use up all my PP each time (I had 65 PP total). Plus I equipped a macho brace. This should've been way more than enough, but something went screwy because the chick in Slateport will NEVER give me my effort ribbon. So I dunno. I guess I have to start over, but I really don't feel like it.

6. Now that I have my laptop back, I'm probably gonna actually start working on The Coffee Crew. Right now I'm working on making the opening and end credits.

7. I have a cold. It sucks.

I'm probably forgetting a lot of stuff, but I'll do more posts when I remember them.

I'M GOING INSANE WITHOUT MY LAPTOP.

It didn't bother me too much at first, but now it sucks how impossible it is to do such simple tasks. Like, last week I got a bunch of epic 80's songs, and I can't for the life of me figure out a way to actually listen to them. My dad's computer, which I usually use for CD burning, is broken, and Mom's CD drive's driver is uninstalled somehow. Troy broke my MP3 player not long ago, and as you know, my stepdad has my laptop. So the files linger there on my flash drive until I can burn a CD. You'd think such a thing as listening to some music is so dang simple, but OH NO, NOT FOR NICK. Plus I really wanna make more games in Flash but of course I'm relgated to using Flash only in school. And even then, all the time allotted is for schoolwork. Sigh... I need my laptop back. :(

OMG, NICK FINALLY COMPLETED A FLASH CARTOON

Not even 3 minutes long, but whatever. It was for my Computer Animation class, so I was kinda rushed to make the deadline (as evidenced by the crappy arm movements). I think the lip-syncing went pretty well for my first real attempt. Anyway, here's the link. If it doesn't work, try copying and pasting.

http://www.freewebs.com/batia-studios/greeting%20card.html

I SWEAR TO GOD, ANNA'S FRIENDS, IF YOU HARRASS ME ABOOT THIS.

Ed Note: Link Broken

SHE JUST... WON'T LET THIS GO. =/

bitchyfaic.livejournal.com/39366.html

"You found my personal fucking information without my permission. Last time I checked, that qualifies as stalking."

If you recall correctly, most information you gave me while we were still friends. Then of course Thom gave some shit, and the rest you really left me no choice but to look up. Had you not blocked me from everything, would I have needed to call your house? No. No I would not have.

"I think you being a massive creep with a downright scary obsession with me counts as grounds for me hating you."

This is my point. I'm NOT a creep OR obsessed. I LOVE you, which is no reason to hate me. In fact, that's pretty much the exact OPPOSITE of a reason.

"It's called hair dye, you retard."

It ws never stated if it's dyed or natural.

"And last time I checked, I ALWAYS found that particular theory to be nonsensical and dumb."

Soooo, even when we were friends, you still hated everything I do? That's nice. Is that how you treat ALL your friends, or just me? Also, again, it's just a theory. Not meant to be taken this damn seriously. And you put up a bunch of theories the same day as me, so aren't you kind of being hypocritical?

"It may not be creative, but it still applies."

No.

"I don't rub my vagina with shit, now do I?"

Well FORGIVE ME for having fucked up fetishes. Last time I checked there's no law against that. And I'm pretty sure you have fetishes of your own, like that drowning one you never fully explained to me.

"When did I do anything particularly bitchy?"

Like, right now. And actually, many times throughout our friendship, now that I've had time to take a second look back at it. Plus, whatever happened to Laura? I dunno what happened with her all of a sudden, but it sounds like you're a serial bitch.

"Everything I've done to you has been completely justified."

Justificaton only occurs when I do something to DESERVE your wrath. Which I rarely do, and I apologize for it when i does happen.

"And for the record, I haven't been complaining about being single."

Sure seems like it.

"I hate you, Nick. You're the first person I have ever really and truly wished a slow and painful death on. You're worthless and nobody likes you."

Nice.

"Even your so-called 'friends' think you're a creep."

Only because you told them to believe that. Although I do recall a few people who've still been talking to me as if nothing ever happened.

"I'll never be your friend again, much less your girlfriend or wife."

We'll see aboot that.

"Now leave me alone."

No. Not until things are back to normal. Preferably better than normal, actually. I can keep doing this for as long as it takes.

THE USUAL ROUTINE HERE, FOLKS

First, the part where I catch y'allses up on my week.

-Worked more on my Mudkip game, although not as much because the rest of my class finally caught up to me, so we all got a new assignment which I had to do. But I still got a lot done when I was working on it. The basic behind-the-scenes stuff is done, what with the calculating stats and gender and shinyness and nature and stuff.
-Crossdressed in school again. I wore a pink skirt, pin panties and a white bra (do they have to match? I dunno.) under my regular attire, which I took off at the end of first block. I even went as far as unbuttoning my shirt the whole way and dancing around some. Even the teachers lol'd.
-I suspect I may have broken a finger, but it's healed now. I was roleplaying with my half-sister, and I accidentally punched myself in it while attempt to do some sort of rapid-punching attack thing, because I'm fail like that. It hurt to move it for a few days.

Tht's the jist of it.

And now the part where I reply to the many, many hurtful things Anna & Friends has said aboot me over the week.

-No, I will not fuck myself, and I'm not in denial. I'm really NOT a stalker, and you're a bitch for continuing to call me one. YOU should probably fuck YOURself.
-Whatever your reason(s) for hating me is/are, they're not even valid. You can't just go around suddenly declaring you hate someone whilest making up dumb reasoning for it.
-I find it hilarious that you enjoyed my Bonus Stage theories when we were friends, yet suddenly now yours are so much more feasible and mine are retarded, which also applies to other things, I'm sure. My logic is feasible too, ya know. Andrew has no backstory or anything, so I pieced it together that those two are related due to blue hair being a very uncommon trait. Two unrelated people having blue hair would be a huge coincidence. And I'm not even saying I'm 100% accuate. It's a THEORY. THAT'S THE POINT. And Andrew's hair most certanly IS blue. It's dark blue-green. Try a screen capture and then a pick color. Douche.
-Choke to death on my own shit, huh? Creative.
-Like the stuff I say is really any more fucked up than the stuff YOU say. And I must disagree, I totally SHOULD be online AND on social networking sites.

All this being said, you need to stop with the being a bitch. At least tone it down to a normal level. GOD. No wonder you're always complaining that you don't have a boyfriend. You keep unfairly ruling out all possibilities when the damn answer is lying right there in front of you. Keep it up and I guarantee you'll be alone forever.