Okay. This is a little freaky. Mister God is how prompt in replying. Right after I posted that, I surfed randomly to a blog in my bookmarks and the person just went for a certain concert, and posted a certain extract from a certain song:

Are we happy plastic people
Under shiny plastic steeples
With walls around our weakness
And smiles to hide our pain
But if the invitation’s open
To every heart that has been broken
Maybe then we close the curtain
On our stained glass masquerade

WHAT!!! And during the awful conversation just now I was just thinking how maybe I've walled that tired heart of mine up.

Gah.

Ok Mister God. You win. I'm sorry. :(

Haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.

Yes I was being a selfish prick. And yes I will go to school with him tomorrow. And ok no, I won't go and drink myself silly on Saturday at a certain gathering.

Yes, Mister God. Again, I will follow you. *_* Happily!!!!! :D