People 1

No matter how many times I say I don't like people or that I hate people, I never mean it. I'm an introvert by nature, and I'll go the extra mile to avoid conversation with a person I don't know that well. I'm never opposed to meeting new people, but I'm not good at talking to them. When people are loud and obnoxious I start getting irritated and turn to a friend and say "people." I say it often enough to make it seem like I hate the general population, which sometimes is true when I hear things that have happened that make me frown upon humanity, but it's never a real hatred. I'm too forgetful and lazy to actually put energy into hating people.

Glasses (a.k.a. Anna complains part 1)

Glasses are great. They help you see and make you look smart. Unfortunately they can also be a pain in the ass.
My first complaint: Sleeping. I am a lazy piece of shit and end up falling asleep at random times. When I wake up, groggy and unwilling to do anything I find that my glasses are still on. Unfortunately I have come to realize that my glasses are still on. The smallest inconvenience has caused me the most trouble when trying to fall asleep. I do not WANT to take my glasses off, but I have to if I want to fall back to sleep.
Second: They are dirtied easily. I wear my glasses all day unless I'm feeling exceptionally lazy and don't need them.i end up cleaning them maybe twice a day. It gets annoying and then I forget to clean them and then I take my glasses and, while everything is a bit blurry, it is much clearer in color.
Third: Physical activity. I am in color guard, a thing that requires I throw a flag into the air and catch it. On the not so rare times when I do not catch it, I usually end up hitting my hand or leg. Rarely do I get hit in the face... somehow this is a rare occasion. Anyway, When I do end up hitting myself in the face, I have to make sure my glasses don't break. Or the FLAG GETS STUCK ON THE RIM OF MY GLASSES AND FLINGS THEM ACROSS THE PARKING LOT AND ONE OF THE DAMN LENSES POPS OUT. Not a good thing.
That's all I have for now.

~Wishing you all well.

High School 1

I'm watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and I've noticed something. I never really dealt with people or bullies. I am extremely fortunate that I decided to not really talk. I was the quiet girl who read in class and was "smart." It was always funny to me that people would assume that I was smart because I never spoke. I was one of the band kids, and had friends who were really awesome, and I had a pretty smooth time, despite my unwillingness to actually care about school. Whatever.

The LEGO Movie

So I just watched The LEGO Movie for the first time and it was great. I have a non romantic love for Chris Pratt that made me really excited when I heard his voice coming from the tiny LEGO man Emmet. The movie was funny and cute and the CGI was amazing and I was very pleased. I'm glad it lived up to the things I heard about it. It made me want to buy LEGOs and start playing with them like I did when I was a kid in aftercare at my school. Unfortunately... they're really expensive and I'm not dealing with that right now. Oh well.
I really like Emmet as a character. He's average and not special, which is the way I felt as a kid, and even now to some extent. The world is so full of repetition and uncreative things sometimes and it's all for acceptance. Something I learned is that mainstream goes for what's safe, and what is profitable. People who have a lot to lose will play it safe and get so caught up in trying to make enough that they really can't afford to be creative, because the public won't accept it.
Wow... Tangent. Anyway, I loved the movie and you all should check it out yourself. All two or three people who will probably read this.

~Wishing you all well

Why I Can't Read Bad Fanfiction

I write for a site named gamecola.net, and we do a podcast where we read bad videogame fanfiction. It's a alot of fun and you, dear reader, should check it out. Anyway, I felt like I don't contribute a lot,so I want to help and look up some terrible fanfiction, but I've realized something. I have no patience for these things that are so poorly written, and nor do I have the desire to look up this shit. It's really annoying, because I end up finding terrible ones when I DON'T WANT TO FIND THEM, but when I endeavor to search for them, I don't want to. I guess it makes sense. Who wants to read terrible fiction in their spare time?

~Wishing you all well.

Meds and Mental Illness 1

Something's been bothering me; has our society made us feel depressed. I mean like, depression in general. How long has it been that we've had antidepressants? According to a quiz I took online, I have depression. I've never seen a doctor about and the internet's not that accurate with this stuff, (trust me, I'm not that stupid as to believe it) but I'm just fine without anti-depressants. I know they're supposed to help people, but a friend told me she had to take them and felt like shit afterwords. Please forgive me for not knowing much about the subject, but I felt the need to post this.

~Wishing you well.

P.S. This was written a year ago, and I still don't know much. I'm not saying that meds are bad. If you have them, take them for Christ's sake. I'm just wondering. Also, I don't research things and blurt things out, and I'm sorry.