You know, maybe if I got a new account, I would stop being so damn lazy and late with my replies.
Maybe. Hopefully. I'm counting on it.

Uh. I'm having a bad week. I spent the majority of last night crying.
And my parents think I'm anorexic. WHICH I'M OBVIOUSLY NOT. -Pokes belly-
But, they just plopped themselves right next to me last night and watched me shade Kelly's fanart, (which is done, but shitty).. (Where are you, by the way? You haven't been online in like, three days. o_O)
Then, of course, ANDRU CADY decides to call me. At 11 pm. When my parents have decided to take interest in what I do. (Which was awful, because they were screaming at each other all throughout. And my mother fucking reeked of smoke, and my father was just being an ass.)
"Hello..?" "HEY- you sound awful." ".. Thanks." "Why were you crying?" "...... I can't talk." "WHUT? BUT I JUST CALLED TO TELL YOU HOW AMAZING AND COOL YOU ARE. I LOVE YOUU!" "I love you too, now goodbye. =_="
"KELSEY MARIE, WHO DO YOU LOVE?" "No one. Now get out." Which resulted in my father being really nasty this morning. Damn it all.
Which was hilarious because my parents didn't even notice that I had been crying. Haha, thanks Andru.
About two minutes later I get attacked with Gaia comments. "You sounded terrible. Like, crying terrible. What's wrong?"
Then bombarded with "YOU'RE WONDERFUL, THOUGH! AND YOU'RE GOOD LOOKING AND MY FAVORITE NEW YORKER-"
And I just could not stop crying.

I think this started when I wrote that nasty ass "prose" that I can't even call prose anymore. And when my mom fell through the bathroom door within the same hour.

And you know, the only people who ever show interest in me are my freaking cousins that live in freaking Japan and California, MY AUNT o_O, Olivia, and Andru. Really. Facebook is starting to piss me off because, well, it's proving just how alone I am. And how the people I call my "friends" really could care less about me. I mean, my cousins- that's a whole different thing. But a boy that I've never even met who lives in California shows more compassion than the fucks from Tamarac? Okay. That's lovely.

I've just never felt so small or inadequate. Or useless, worthless. Which made the whole situation better by my father coming in this morning, "Get up." ".. It's only 7 am." "Why the fuck are you so useless? I said, get up."

And now I feel worse because I'm attacking people with my problems. What the hell. I wish I would just shut up.

Anywho, I'm working on my Break cosplay, at the moment. I dug out the sewing machine. And the lacy shit. I'm pumped. Anyone have a top hat, ten pounds of candy, a ragdoll, and a cane-thingy I can borrow? Also. I need a Sharon I can snuggle. Or a Cheshire that I can harass. Besides all of that, I might be applying to Barbizon because Miriam keeps asking me to. I'm not pretty at all, though. So. I don't know. I don't think so. Maybe. My mom's being a bitch about it. Speaking of her being a bitch, she THREW OUT my Muku and Chrome drawings. You know, the ones with the flowers? Yep. Just great.

That's about it. What a lovely update that was.