Wasteful

*AHEM, ahem* Well. I've been reading a lot all afternoon. Haven't eaten anything except for the last orange. *Sigh* I didn't mean to. I just found out about Andora BatBrat thanks to Amy from The Ultimate Goth Guide. Inspiring women, they are, and I've been reading their lovely posts all afternoon, as I said.

I didn't post yesterday because I was at..a community "youth retreat", but it was more like a...well, I don't know what to call it, but "youth retreat" isn't what I call it. I was called up my the same Aunty that took me out lately and she asked me to go. So I went. I wouldn't have, but maybe that'll keep her away from me for a while? Doubt it...

Met up with an ooooold friend for the first time in years. She's all grown up an' *sniff*...yeah, good stuff...

...I don't know why, maybe it was because I just wasn't in the mood (as I was in a VERY bad mood yesterday) to skimp around and not offend someone, but I let loose when I spoke to her. I pretty much let her know about all of the stuff I'm interested in; the subcultures, the music, the stories, the mindset...I don't know why, either. She's now the fourth person to know. The other two are my mom, my older brother and my (best?) friend.

Why I told her I don't know...but I don't regret it or anything. I'm just confused with myself...
...Though the fact that she didn't take it well and in typical fashion is a bit to be expected...but still...

I'm feeling a bit stupid, ruining my whole weekend by agreeing to that...pointless...event, even if I did meet up with a good friend I hadn't seen in years. Sure, it was okay, if you were five years to maybe twelve years old. MAYBE that. Five? Yeah, you had a blast. Twelve? I know for sure I would have been a pissed tween. I could have cleaned up my SEVERELY messy room that whole 24 hours. I came home and went to sleep, for crying out loud! I don't know why; it wasn't as if I did anything! *Sigh*...

Now I'll have to start cleaning tomorrow. I'm not in the mood to do anything right now. I did some minor errands today...which ended in me only buying deodorant...but still got my exercise, I guess.
...Ugh...
My room looks like a tornado ran through it and hasn't been cleaned since November 2010.

This is what being Soth and having to eat, sleep and breathe education studies does to you. I wonder if I should be happy. After all. This week is going to be the shortest week of my existence.

I'm not looking forward to next Monday.