I had to change my template again to accomdate all my diary rings, since the ring owners get pissed if they don't see their ring liked on my diary, and I figured they'd prefer it if it was on every entry. The sad part is, I had a link to it under "rings" on my old layout, but I was worried some of them would miss it, and I really don't want to be kicked out of any rings.
This one has Daria on it, along with Trent and Jane. I don't know why they canceled it, or how come it never repeats on MTV, but it's on some channel called Noggin, which is like Nickelodeon, but stuff that Nick doesn't show. I used to love Daria, and FiFi thinks I'm like her, but I really think that I only have similar glasses and hair, the rest about me isn't like her.
That was a good show, though I thought that last season could've been better, I mean, why the hell did Daria have to get a boyfriend? I could always relate to her better than I could to people my age, and then she got a boyfriend, and I felt bad. It seems like every girl has a boyfriend these days, except for me, and a few of my other friends, but they've had boyfriends before, and I never have.
Enough with the blabbering. I didn't do much today. My mom is still being a bitch, but only because my dog, Ginger, still hasn't learned that she's not supposed to be on the couch. My mom is also mad at my dad, because he was counting change on their bed last night and left a mess. It was right after I wrote my entry. It was funny though, because, well, it just was. I don't know why, but I had to laugh about it. I hope I'm not getting Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, because I read that laughing at things that aren't funny is a sign of it. Then, I'd have to be committed, and someone is bound to miss me.
You know what? I'm in the mood for song lyrics again. This whole layout is just screaming for it, too. So, I'm going to post a song. It's called "Daria" by Cake, and it's one of my favorite songs, because I'm sometimes like this myself.
"Daria"
By:Cake
When you tried to kiss me
I only bit your tongue
When you tried to get me together
I only come undone
When you tried to tell me
The one for me was you
I was in your mattress
Back in 1982
Daria
I won't be soothed
Daria
I won't be soothed over
Like smoothed over
Like milk,
Silk,
A bedspread or a quilt
Icing on a cake
Or a serene translucent lake
Daria
Daria
Daria
I won't be soothed
I won't be soothed
When you tried to tell me
Of all the loves you had
I was cleaning oil from beaches
Seeing only what was bad
When you tried to feed me
I only shut my mouth
Food got on your apron
And you told me to get out
Daria
I won't be soothed
Daria
I won't be soothed over
Like smoothed over
Like milk,
Silk,
A bedspread or a quilt
Icing on a cake
Or a serene translucent lake
Daria
Daria
Daria
Daria
Daria
Daria
I won't be soothed
I won't be soothed
Your insane friend in the sky,
*Grape*Cloud*
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