Terraira and Minecraft

Minecraft
I have been sucked in. First, by the Minecraft world. I could deal with that. Until I got bored.
I still like Minecraft and I still play it. But I just don't have anything to do anymore. I have an entire double chest filled with complete stacks of Diamond. I just don't know what to do anymore.

Terraria
I have been playing Terraria for about a month now. I have Molten Armour. All of the Molten gear. Nearly all of the equiptable items. I've beaten two of the three bosses and will battle the third today. I played Minecraft for months before I got 'bored.' I'll still play it, but I almost have all of the items in the game. Once I finish, I probably won't start up again. I could always start a new world, but nothing is 'undescovered' yet. I know all of the tools and all of the equiptable items. Once I get into the dungeon saftely and loot everything, there isn't much more I can do. Soon enough I will be completely done with this game. Which is fairly disappointing, seeing as I really like it.

I really like both of these games. They're mindless entertainment, like most games. I will be disappointed when I have nothing to do in either game.

Womp.

I'm sick of arguing.
No, you don't want to make up. First of all, if you were a true friend, you would have told me what was bothering you, not behind my back. Plus, a true friend would show me what other people say concerning me behind my back. Like he did. Thanks.
Honestly, I can't trust you right now. Mostly because you didn't tell me about what you did with her before I had to pry it out of you. I would rather know than find out later. (Proof) So, thanks for that. I told you what I did with him, and I was honest. It's not like we were never on the topic before. I just wish you would have told me earlier. It's almost like you didn't care enough to tell me. I don't care if you were ashamed or whatever, if you trusted and respected me as much as you say, you would have told me earlier. 
You have nothing to worry about. Seriously. You know everything I've done. Honestly. And if there is any more to your stories, tell me now, or there won't be a later. Everything you did when we were apart. Everything you did 'without strings attached.' (Yep that made me feel a LOT better, knowing that you could do that and not have any emotion attached at all. Thanks.) It's nice to know that you can be so frustrated that you can go off with some girl. What about when we're apart for weeks at a time? Why do you think that whenever you're turned on, I refuse to let it go unnoticed? Some girl can climb through that window at any time. They'd probably be more stealthy than me, too. 
I trust you. Keep that in mind. You're the first person I've ever fully trusted. but I still worry about even the stupidest little things, no matter how much you say they won't happen. I still worry. 

PETA.

Dear PETA,
You are insane. To save animals, you theaten people. Your regulations are redicoulous and nothing you do ever makes sense. Your standards are redicoulous. Sure, animals aren't treated as they should be. But you're not helping. Not the way you think you are, at least.
Also, in your catalog, things are rated with 'rabbits,' instead of stars. 4.5 rabbits. You cut apart a harmless little bunny. HIPOCRISY.

Just kidding,
Spence.

P.S. No seriously, you are insane.

Happy Birthday?

Today, I am the grat seventeen.
Now, birthdays have never had any kind of importance to me; it's just another day of the year.
April fourth. Right between April 3rd and April 5th. Just another day. Just another Monday.
I never ask for gifts. I have all I could ever want need. I don't need anything else. A book? It will be read once, twice maybe, three times if it's lucky, then tossed aside, sitting on the shelf, waiting. Clothes?  $20 shirt that will last me, how long? Maybea a year? Two if lucky? I'm a growing girl. Dinner and a movie? I will digest the meal; it will be gone in less than 24 hours. The movie, less than that. I don't like movies all that much anyhow.

See, I like durability. And you. You are forever.

Hypocrisy.

I hate being told how to do things.
How to live my life fits into this category.
Please don't teach me how to do something if I don't want to be taught.
I'm independent and need to learn on my own.
Don't tell me to come to school everyday. You're the last person who should be saying anything about attendance.

This stress sucks.
Last night I finally got home around 11ish and in bed by 11:15. I was overtired, as I wake up every morning at five. I was running on no sleep from the night before. When I am incredibly overtired, I can't sleep. I toss and turn for hours on end. I think about the day and stress builds up. I can't think straight. I cry. When I finally do fall asleep hours later, I have terrible night terrors. I don't sleep soundly when I become overtired. When I rise the next morning, I am not rested. Thrashing around all night leaves me worn out. The few hours of sleep I do get are filled with horror. This creates more stress, I can't sleep the next night, i become even more overtired.
Thus begins the vicious cycle of tech week.

No sympathy. I'm not asking for some slack. If anything, I need more work. no matter how much I complain, I need this.
Once I get too stressed out, I may stay home for a day. And sleep. Night after night of fucking terrors is stressful.
HOLY SHIT WHAT A FREAKING CONCEPT.
THINK before you say shit.
I didn't skip oyut on the concert.
How many court cases have you skipped out on? Who's done all of the work for them?
This is bullshit. I don't need your bullshit. Not a necessity, not a want.
An apology would have been nice, but I'm obviously not getting that.
'You don't understand'?
You're the one not understanding.

Ryan has told me to blog, thus blogging. ABout Minecraft.

It's 11:18, and I don't have a water bottle. WHERE IS MY WATER BOTTLE.
I spent a good majority f the morning designing a Minecraft castle. On paper.
I drew a blueprint or a Minecraft castle.
OH. DEAR. JESUS.
I. AM. A. NERD.
It's going to be AWESOME, though. Kind of a mid-evil town kind of thing. Book cases and cows and sheep and pigs and chickens and a castle and ohmygoodnessthisisgoingtobegreat.
I can't decide what the castle itself is going to look like. I have designed the walls and how large the surrounding barrier is going to be, but I can't pick a castle design.
NERD.

Waterbottlenowplease.
Going to grab one. CLASS. HURRAH.

Minecraft

Oh jesus. I'm blogging about Minecraft.
I mean, I guess it isn't so bad that I am doing this.
I have time to kill at school and I haven't blogged in a while.
Huh. It was only a matter of time.

I'm currently reading about Minecraft circuits. Redstone Circuits.
Oh jesus. I don't know if I can manage this. I mean, I have at least three 64 sections or Redstone, but this looks really complicated. I'm sure it's not this hard.

But I found more diamond yesterday. I want to say I have ten diamonds now, give or take. Maybe eight or nine.
Iwanttoplayrightnowohmygod.

I think when I get home I will make cake. I have a bunch of eggs and wheat. I may need some sugar, though. (Although I have sugar cane, let alone a sugar cane farm, so that is not an issue.)

OHOHOH. Devon and I were talking Minecraft last night at rehearsal, and apparently, if you collect lava in a bucket and put it in the furnace, it last for like, two hundred and some odd uses.
OHMYGOODNESS. I will never use coal in the funace again. Although, I don't like to waste furnace energy, so I will need a  whole bunch of stuff to melt down, but still. Plus, you loose the bucket, so maybe it isn't such a good idea. But, I mean, I can always make more buckets, right? I just need a BUNCH of iron. Like, an entire chest full before I try this out. 
(Note: I just found it on the wiki. It can burn 100 blocks, as apposed to the coal's eight.)

Sometimes this game pisses me off. But I love it.

WHY DO I LOVE THIS GAME SO MUCH.