Hey guys it's Cat writing from her shitty kindle because her iPod refuses to work.
So that's one of the main things in my rant today (I'm going to be hitting multiple points). My iPod has done this thing once before where it decides to randomly shut itself off and then refuse to turn on again. Last time this happened, my dad and I found a solution online that involved holding down the home and lock buttons, but I can't do that now because the stupid hOME BUTTON IS STUCK
so yeah, now I'm stuck on my kindle until I can go to the Apple store to get my home button fixed but the kindle has really old updates for apps and I can't use my instagram or Twitter or sign into my other email accounts and its the worst because I waNT TO KNOW WHEN PEWDIEPIE UPLOADS A VIDEO GODDAMN IT
If you can't tell, I'm incredibly frustrated right now.
I can barely even update my fanfics (Superhero hit 5k and 200 votes!) because the "Create" section on the kindle version of the Wattpad app is confusing and terrible and I just hate it and I just want to write a Damon sequel!
Okay I need to move away from thus topic before my head explodes.
So another thing is that my brother is turning 16 tomorrow.
And all I'm thinking is: Shit, I'm next.
Growing up is already a terrifying thought to me, as I've said many times before, but when you realize it's happening to the people around you too, it feels like you're being pressed into a corner where the only way out is up.
Growing up.
I don't like the idea that we're all going to move on with our lives someday, away from the internet, away from the friends we have right now, away from everything we thought we loved. We're going to move to bigger and better things than writing and reading fanfics online about bands or video games, or imagining what certain things are going to be like when we're older.
Because we'll be experiencing those things we've imagined (probably, unless you imagine getting married to a famous guy who's like 7 years older than you or being best friends with a haunted animatronic or something). The point is, growing up is terrifying, but pretty much inevitable. It's going to happen at some point or another. The people who chose to never grow up end up shunned by society, or become psychopaths or some shit.
Okay, somehow, I ended up taking that stupid deep route I somehow manage to almost always take in these. To sum this all up: my iPod is being a bitch, Superhero hit 5k, my brother's birthday is tomorrow, I have to write a draft for a 'how-to' essay on a topic that I still haven't decided and its due tomorrow (any suggestions?).
What the fuck am I doing with my life?
