Zuko & Pretending

Okay…As I have to keep on pretending that things are…Well…Normal…Here I go…An attempt anyway.

Zuko! I would say everyone’s favorite fire bender…But…*hugs Iroh*
So…How about the fire bender everyone loves to hate? Besides…I’m mad at him for the end of season 2. *kicks him* Bloody prat.

Zuko (yeah…some of this is really f#cked up…but Hey, it’s Zuko.

Zuko [Evanescence – My Immortal]

Wake me up when September Ends [This has a lot of Aang too]

How to Save A Life – Iroh & Zuko

Joker & The Thief (Azula and Zuko)

So…Now what?

Now…*bites lip* *looks around*

I think I’m going to change things around a bit here…It’s not in fitting with my mood.
*pokes at mood* Not that I’m entirely sure what my mood is.

I’ve…Totally lost the thought I had.

Here’s something for the roleplayers to relate to. Either that, or I’m totally mental…Which might be the case too. *laughs*
I know I’ve mentioned before about considering cutting my hair…Yet I never got around to doing it…Mostly because someone didn’t want me to. I had the thought last night that I should just chop it all off…That is where the little voices of roleplay come in…As they so do like to have their say. One little voice bids me to still not do it…*shakes head* As said owner of voice likes to brush it. It’s not that I don’t like it…It’s just troublesome. I get bored with not being able to do anything with it. I get tired of ponytails…I do know I have to wait until I’m done with my deb dress…as I don’t think it would look right with short hair. [And said voice repeats. ‘And I like to brush it’. *laughs*]

Other than that…I need…Something.

*sigh* A bit of sense on occasion…
Things are a mess…Because I got upset, because I thought something happened, and I let it drive me utterly crazy.
Someone once told me that they wouldn’t do something, because I was their friend…But it’s a friendship that doesn’t have the strength of some of my other friendships. When my other friends say the same things, I know to trust them. When this one said they wouldn’t do anything to hurt me…I thought, okay, good. Yet…I guess inside, I didn’t really believe it. So when things were made to look like something had happened…Whether it did or not…I just went with the assumption that something had happened. And because of that, it sent an already downspiralling mood further down. Which just made a mess of everything. Not to mention having a lot of anger rushing through me earlier, when there wasn’t any just cause.

Anyway…Gods…so much for pretending that everything is okay…Everything is NOT okay…Got it? You said it would be…You might even think it will be…But…*sigh* *shakes head*

On a plus note…Don’t have to deal with the pet tonight…He’s staying at Travis’s, as he’s going back up to what’s left of his mother’s house again tomorrow (he’s already talked to his boss I guess, and is taking the day off *shrugs*). Though he’s suppose to show up here for the camera tomorrow.

*Give up on entry*