Get over it.

Have I used this title already? It seems like something I say a lot.

Anyway, I've been avoiding the computer completely for about a week. The reason, I just haven't had the tolerance for negativity. I think the last time I was on I may have pushed a few buttons (in forums and on deviantart) so I guess I just didn't feel like dealing with idiotic backlashing until today. Ugh. I wish I'd just stayed away.

I'd just finished a new vector (which I've already decided I hate) so I logged on to deviantart first. I'd forgotten that the last time I was on, I'd commented on this stock footage of a girl with hideous make up. Since make up is kind of something I'm good at, and since she'd said she didn't really know how to do it, I left her a few tips. Now, I know artists are supposed to be a sensitive bunch, but give me a frigging break. She went all off on me on how she wasn't going for a "boring, normal, look" and how I don't know anything about being a run way model (which, she wasn't) and blah freakin blah. I didn't even comment back. I must be maturing. The fact is the chick had put green and purple together, and had gone above and through her eyebrow, which is just plain BAD. (Insert Napoleon Dynamite "Gawd!")

That was about all I could take. I didn't even attempt forums. I came straight to my private, pink blog which I had been wrongfully neglecting.

I've been spending a lot of time with my mom, actually. We're both in similiar states right now, I guess you could say. She had surgery on her foot, and she's supposed to lay around a lot or use cruches when she must. Neither one of us are really "lay around" people, we both honestly hate it. So we've been keeping each other company, complaining and what-not. Now that the kids are in school it's just the two of us, which is nice.

Zak begged and begged to have his hair cut into a mohawk. His teacher gave him permission, so my parents finally gave in. He's only in 4th grade, after all. He went to school and came back and didn't say a word about how his new hair cut went over until the next morning when he flipped out and had to literally be dragged into school by my father. Apparently, the kids had teased him. I honestly felt bad for him. He's learning so many lessons so late in life because this is his first year in public school. All of us who have gone through the system know it's brutal and the kids show no mercy. This was only Zak's second week of school. Poor guy.

Everybody is teased in school. It's so pointless. I'll admit, when I was young (and I mean really young, like 2nd through 5th grade) I used to tease the fat kids. I know. I'll burn in hell for it, but I'll see you there because you know you've teased people in school. It's almost a rite of passage. When I was in middle school, this indian kid with a last name as long as a book teased me about how long my last name was. The kids on my bus that lived in a trailor park that was literally a sand pit with all the trailors facing each other in a big circle, made fun of my parent's car. (By the way, the kids that tease Zak now are probably the children of the kids that teased me. They were all having babies by the time we left middle school) Are you seeing my point? It doesn't have to make sense, kids just pick on each other. No matter how perfect you may be, they will find something. Believe it. Even Josh was teased in school.

It's almost April, and I can't wait. This week is supposed to go back in the 60's and hopefully the following weeks will just get higher and higher. I want summer so bad I can taste it.

For now, I'm probably going to go watch Josh play video games which will probably just put me to sleep. Theres no way I'm dealing with forums right now, it's too much of a fire hazard.

See you next month.