The Wonderful Life of a Very Original Person

…has been pretty goddamn tiring. Everyone said the third year would be hard, but I never really expected it to kill me. So far I’ve gotten no more than four hours of sleep on any night, and am rocking a pretty severe caffeine addiction. This is two weeks in. Starting next week, judo meets at six AM, and I wonder how long I’ll be able to hold onto my sanity.

This laptop is weirdly representative of how how I feel. Drab, older than it really is, unchanging. Pulling along sluggishly, the background locked into a painfully monotonous blue. It might be the worst shade of that colour I’ve ever seen. If being stabbed had a hue, that would probably be it. 

Anyway, I’m just trying to pull through. It’s been two weeks and I haven’t lost or chewed a single pencil, I’ve turned in every assignment, and I’ve stayed alive. Good enough, right? I’ll get used to it, right?

Just kill me now.

-KO

Hello, all zero followers. Back again. Probably going to be here more often now that the school has so graciously given me a laptop. Anyway. That is all.

-KO

Here’s a challenge for you. When I say you, I mean nobody, as I currently have no followers. But assuming I ever get any and they care to read these early posts, here is your challenge:

Find out why I am called Kid Omega. Now, a quick google search and peruse through Wikipedia will land you on the surface answer, but the meaning lies deeper. 

It is inspired by the obvious, but relies not on anarchy. Its base is in confidence. What is Kid Omega’s definition as a person, not a symbol? If you can answer this, you will know why that is my name. Further than that, you will know why it is so important to me.

This requires thought. You won’t find the answer in any search result, any library, any tongue. It is not a definition. Consider the implications of being a chaotic youth. How does that apply to me?

First satisfactory answer wins something. Go.

Oh my, it’s been a long time since I’ve thought of this blog. It’s good to be back, I suppose. Today was excessively average. I suppose the highlight was finishing season 7 of How I Met Your Mother at long last. Here is a list of TV shows I have, to date, seen most every episode of:

-HIMYM

-30 Rock

-Scrubs (I had to stop watching season 9. It just got so bad.)

-Spongebob (Don’t judge. I’ve been watching this shit since ‘99.)

And that is all. I hope you are thoroughly bored by the mediocrity of this post.

-KO

Well, I suppose everyone needs an introductory post, right?

I’ll just start by saying this: this blog is here for me to tell the world my problems without really telling them anything. Don’t expect much more than that from it.

I’m not going to tell you my name. If I refer to myself on here, I will call myself Kid Omega. And there is not a lot to know about me.

I’m 15, female. Blue eyes. Fuck yeah. I swear like a sailor, dance like a whore, talk like a stoner, and write like a mental patient. I don’t particularly like myself; and this arrangement is mutual. My true loves are weird shoes, red lipstick, anything old, Quentin Tarantino, and imagination. I’m a pretty hardcore liberal, softcore atheist, music junkie, aspiring writer/actress, Little Monster, and cinefile. Also, I’m a cat person. They’re soft.

I plan to blog about all the things I’m passionate about; whatever they are at the moment. Expect my posts to range from movies to food to fashion to lolcats. I don’t take myself all that seriously, so please don’t get overly worked up over me either.

LOVE,

Kid Omega.