Mood: M'kay.
Music: If It Wasn't for the Nights - ABBA
Talking to: Froggie, Merry (via text), Ann, Brooke o_0
Quote of the Day: "[I hate <insert word here>]... And Starkey!" - Lily

La, la, la.

Got bored last night, so I made a new av/sig set. It looked pretty good until I put it into MS Paint like Froggie suggested for the border. Paint made my text all blurry and bad-quality like. Kill. Anyhow, I shall eventually work out how to put a border on something in Photoshop and then all will be good and my sig will be pretty again, huzzah. How I looks forward to that day. Lulz. And can you believe that it is not, in fact, Laguna? Yes, Lily is over him. He is her favourite character, but not her pixelated web-husband or whatever. So stick it in a pipe and smoke it, James. =P

Uh, what else? Oh, yeah. Biology sucks. The teacher is a major bitch. I did most of my homework, subtly laid a bit of paper over what I hadn't done and left it there.
"So you didn't have trouble with anything?"
"Nuh."
*Starkey lifts bit of paper*
[Indignatnly] "Uh! You've only done half. What's your last name?"
*Lily gets a homework mark against her name and is 1/3 way to a Friday detention*
Thanks, bitch. Thanks a whole lot. Haha.

Math was boring. German was boring. IPT was okay. Not as good as usual, but still okay. The threat of gum-in-hair was a little of a damper on the lesson I must admit. Bloody hell.
Though something Ben said made me think. On Merry's recommendation (Read: recommended payback for the poking, teasing and threats of gum), I rebooted Ben's computer. Reset button and stuff. Came up with a "reboot to finish install" message. Hit Enter.
Then he said that he was more mature than me; I was the one who claimed mental maturity. And I don't know. Maybe he was joking, maybe not. But it made me think. What's the good of being mature mentally if you don't express it? Honestly, when I'm on my own and thinking I feel so much older than I do when I'm talking to most of my friends. When I type that comes out a lot more. When I speak - it's as if all of it goes out the window and it's like I got stuck at thirteen years old. Maybe that's why I don't verbalise my feelings.
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do."
"When in company of idiots, do as idiots do."

I should really re-think how I go about such things. I think I've just conformed on the surface for so long that it's a natural reaction to whatever situation I'm in.
And that relates back to the "Maybe I should have done better for myself in friends" dilemma again. Around some people I can really be me, around most I'm just an idiot. Perhaps I need to conform to maturity? Then I need mature company. But then, maybe I just need to get over myself and do it anyway. Who cares if I'm labeled as "boring" or "serious"? At least I'll be myself. And being your boring self is better being an interesting (immature..) someone else.. Right?
I'd hoped that maybe being away from the idiocy over the holidays would have allowed me to set new standards. But then, old habits die hard, I suppose.
Conformity's a bitch. Guess I need to re-write habit, because honestly, I'm better than this. Better than I was, yes. But not as good as I could (should) be.

Enough of my internal dilemma. I shall have to nut it out for myself, I suppose. Can't load everything onto TFF's poor database. ^^

Til later,
Lily