Cardio Cardio Cardio!!!!!

So a lot of things have gone on since I last posted.

-I'm on Tatooine again. My Mom & Leia went off somewhere for what I'm guessing was like some bonding trip or something.

-I'm speaking to Obi-Wan again.

-I TOTALLY HAVE MY OWN PADAWAN NOW!!!!! GNARLY!!!!

-Kitten had a birthday (15. Dammit.) It was ... pretty interesting. ;) (NO, NOT THAT! I haven't reached THAT point. Besides, I kinda met this girl while we've been staying here. Legal too so BONUS.) Note to self-maybe check planetary like, NEWS before like, LANDING. Good thing we've been working on aggressive forms for the lightsaber.

Anyway, I'll try to post more often.

WE GET TO VISIT MY MOM!!!!!!!!! This is the BEST. DAY. EVER!!!!! :)

So, like, I sometimes wonder about why I'm even here & what's the point of being "the chosen one" & having no dad & all & today I think I finally figured it out. Ready for it?

THE UNIVERSE KARKING HATES ME.

Yeah, you THINK that being the chosen one would be awesome but it's not. Because it means I've been chosen for like, the THE WHOLE GALAXY TO TAKE A DUMP ON ME. Yeah.

In other words? KITTEN TOTALLY WALKED IN ON ME TAKING A SHOWER.

I want to die. Like, really. Like, I'd rather buy TAMPONS. A LOT OF THEM. IN FRONT OF MASTER WINDU. AND PADME AMIDALA.

Dear Force...

...I am going to

HELL.

The special one.

Just Putting this Out There.

Certain people did not realize that it was such a big deal to look through other people's sketchpads. Maybe because the first person has had their OWN notebook looked at.

ANYWAY what the certain person is trying to say is that they are sorry & it won't happen again & they might be sad if yo-I mean certain other people-quit drawing. Esp since they were pretty good. The drawing, I mean.

Just saying.

SO UNFAIR!!!!

How is it even POSSIBLE to be grounded at 19?!??!?!?! ....Well. Almost 19, anyway.
Someone PLEASE explain to me why exactly we got grounded for WANTING TO SLEEP AT NIGHT?!?!?!? How is THAT a crime?!

I'm going to DIE without my PSP & iPod. That is like UNHUMAN. ...Or is it "inhuman"? IDK but whatev it is it SUCKS IT BIG TIME.

YES!!!!

Operation Some of Us Would Like to Get Some Sleep Tonight was a SUCCESS!

Now to check out this potpourri & weird glass doodad thing.... (Thanks to Kitten for grabbing that)

...

FML.

I LITERALLY WANT TO DIE RIGHT NOW...

...Today I had to go into town and buy TAMPONS. TAM.PONS. OH MY MAKER GROSS. I really just wanted to die.

Qui-Gon SUCKS IT for making me go buy them-everyone was all watching me buy them and... EW.

FML FML FML FML FML FML!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Where Do We Go From Here?

So today I went out to see if I could find a copy of Jedi Master Vo'ren Faalo's Book of Practical Lightsaber Technique because I'm missing one of the volumes from mine & I'm helping Kitten with her training (Kinda neat actually-like she's MY Padawan. LOL) I happened to see one of those stupid gossip mags. Guess who's featured? Yeah. THEM. Go figure.

Also, I wasn't thinking because we're not supposed to be Padawan's. Part of the going undercover thing. Kinda depressed about that since now I'll NEVER make Master. IDK what I'm supposed to do now. Why am I even the Chosen One if I'm not a Jedi? Why are the older versions of me such assholes?

Great. Coldplay just came on Random on my iPod. Another group I'll never listen to ever again. Thanks again, Obi-Wan.

This Could Be the First Day of The Rest Of My Life

Shower. Dress. Go through boring day. Go to bed. Repeat. Depressing, huh?

I woke up this morning & instead of getting ready to go be a bodyguard for Padme Amidala (Yeah. Padme-you know the super hot, smart, amazing former Queen of Naboo? HER.) I wake up here. I didn't even get to tell her why I had to leave or anything. I'm not even entirely sure why we had to-just that it's because of THAT KARKING ASSHOLE. That is so unfair but whatever.

Kitten's puppy (Whoa. Dumbest sentence EVER.) chewed on my boots today. I told her to keep that mutt out of my stuff. (I actually think it's a cute dog but she doesn't need to know that. And she named him Caffa. Fan-freaking-tastic. Like, why not just name him after my ex? OH RIGHT: she IS MY EX!!! WHY WHY WHY can I not have a NORMAL LIFE?!?!!?!!!!)

And to make things even better the black is growing out & IDK where I can get more...

Now the Council is Gonna Hate Me or Why It Sucks Being Me Right Now

So I'm writing this not from my room at the Temple on Coruscant but somewhere in the middle of basically nowhere because I have to have another version of me out there who I think LIVES to piss me off & basically ruin my life.

Lucky me.

Anyway, I now am staying with Qui-Gon & Kitten. Go figure, right? It sucks because I never get any privacy. Did I mention she has a dog? Brilliant, huh? We're going undercover or something & have to bring the dog. I don't care if it's little.

I think I should get paid for having to babysit/act as an editor. I mean, seriously? Read her blog before. Your vision getting blurry? That would be your eyes bleeding. She's such a brat. And yes, I totally put that there because I know full well she's lurking and trying to peek at what I'm writing. I CAN SEE YOU, KITI!

Anywho, gtg.