Where's the Love?
I know I said that I would write a blog entry pretending I'm in love with someone. It's just that it's really challenging for me.
If I were to write it, I would want to keep myself in character but the problem is, with a lovey dovey theme, it's just not how I act. The idea of me spending nights obsessing and days trying to get one stupid man to notice (and eventually fall in love with) me isn't realistic. If you know me very well, than you know that my opinion of most men is a bad one. I think that a woman crying over a man is pathetic because a woman can be a complete, fully-functioning and happy adult with or without a partner.
Go on... you can call me insane or unromantic.
I feel like typing some more today. Am I the only one who thinks that vampires have become watered down in recent years? What happened to the vampires that made your blood freeze in fear instead of make you weak in the knees? I pretty sure vampires were a bad thing back in the day and not every high school girl wanted to go and bed with one. Now, I don't want to go and pick on one person in particular, Stephanie Meyer, but let me get this straight, sparkly vampires? The though makes my heart heavy and doubt mankind. If vampires are real all I can say is, on behalf of all of mankind, I am so sorry. Today's pretty boy "vegan" vampires make my blood boil right out of my eye sockets.
I'm not my normal self today,
Miss A. Marcellus
P.S: Why has our lives suddenly become boring with nothing happening? Maybe I should stir the pot alittle.
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