I do, ahahah, I do have infinite patience.
Aaah, I see. When I turn off my computer though, I usually don't turn it back on. That's the thing with me. Though if you Googled hard enough, I'm sure you could find one that leaves it off~
Ooooh ahahaha, you want some Arylettalk? Let's see... Okay, I'm going to describe to you a trip to the store with my dad, in ARYLETTALK!:
"So like, I went over to the placebuy with my dadoo ze ozer dayty and in that thar placethingy I eyeballed me some friendaggits. And me and my 'ol daggits were all tickety talketing about stiffstuffs and thingthangs. 'Twas shitshacks of awesomenocity and funonocity. So's I'm all, to my dadoo: 'Yo dadoo! I'ma gunna go off with those thar 'daggits of mine, ya understand?' and he like nodded his head. And then I was all: 'Yaaay! Goodenocity!' And like, me and my friendaggits (two floweries and one digdude) wents totally off, like to have some awesomenocityfunocity. Then my maufie called on my celker and she's all BLAH YOU HAVE TO COME BACK TO THE LIVINGPLACE BLAH. And obviously, I don't wanna return back to my livingplace, 'curse I'm jest having shitshacks 'o funnocity! But like... I do gotta listens to her, ya understand? I mean... she is my maufie."
...Yeah, that was weird.
I'd choose Arylett other Angela too. Oh and I only have umm... AT SCHOOL... I only have one Real Friend, the rest are Casual Friends. Just like the ones you described, I hang out with them only like in one class, because they're funny and weird and stuff. I don't know the names of 99.9% of the people in my school. Yeees~ Well don't worry, I'm just blah, all insanely Hispanic and Spanish Knowing and all that. And no, most people don't greet me at school. I think I'm... somewhat intimidating. It's that angry look on my face, I constantly look pissed off or serious or like I'm pouting or really sad. Either one~ Yeah, hard to believe, huh? And I understand, I hate being corrected too on a lot of things. And I hate it when people mispronounce words too~ Though I'm one to talk, I do it so much! (Apparently, according to /some/ people on the forums, I misprounce my own name. Arylett Dawnsborough. Bah, I made up the name, I should decide how it's pronounced. And Atnura, I pronounce it really weird, defying all laws of English. At-NAR-rah. Yes. NAR. Not "New", "NAR". I have a really weird way of saying things~
The movie was VERY good. I know what you're saying though, it was a bit... graphic. But it's a classic, a really good movie. I mean, it's about this guy named Schindler (who actually existed back during the Holocaust, a REAL person. Not fictional. And yes, we call it the Holocaust~ And that propaganda stuff was, it was exactly like that. But... god, they were good at it. Managed to convince a lot of people. I'm not saying they ARE good, just that they were good at... propaganding.) who wants to start up a company. He's a businessman, neutral really, not really a Nazi but doesn't really care about what happens to the Jews. So he tries to suck up to the Nazis. He needs workers for his factory, so he starts recruiting Jews. And at first, he just does it for business. But then... there's some sort of turning point in the movie (the whole movie, by the way, is in black and white. But was made in 1990. It's in black and white for stylistic reasons. BUT there's a little girl in a RED dress. That's actually red. The only thing in colour in the whole movie. She's symbolism for something... though I can't remember what) and he sees that little girl in the red dress, being taken off to get slaughtered, and he has a change of heart. He starts putting people in his "List", now getting people to work in his company/factory to save them from death and gas chambers. And the whole thing is just really cute and a really good movie. Yes, there was actually a guy in real life who did this named Schindler. See? There ARE good people in the world.
Yeah, I get pissed off at my parents like that too sometimes. I always forget to do certain things and they just yell at me. It's not hard to get frustrated with them at times~
You never know, do you? I'm not saying he DOES like you, just that he COULD. Boys are really weird. Maybe he's just "weird" because he gets beaten up? But I know a weird kid who's sort of like the one you described... and he really grates my nerves. Really, really, REALLY grates them. So I definately understand why you would call him a freaking bastard. (I don't mind cursing, not at all! Arylett is a pottymouth herself~)
And oh my GOD, you're lucky~! I'm IN America and even I don't have that opportunity. Eeep, I don't like it when parents brag either, it tends to be overexaggerated and you get really embarassed and are all: "STOP!"
Oh and my friends were all "animal analyzing" me again. One was all: "Say if Angela was a bird, what would she be? And NOT a flamingo." and the other was: "Wait... wait... I know... gah, what are those stupid birds...?" Me: "So I'm a stupid bird?" "No... I'm trying to remember the name. Ah yes, finches! She'd be a finch." Me: "...?" And then later on, the other guy said I was an ostrich. And the first guy was all: "Well, I still say she's a flamingo with hair." Then I told my other friend about them being all weirdly birdy with me and she said: "Oh no, you're NOTHING like a finch..." Me: "One of them said I was like an ostrich..." "Well..." and she gets that smile on her face, that smile she gets when she doesn't want to tell me something I don't want to hear. Me: "...Wha... you think I'm like an OSTRICH?" "Well... you sort of look like one. The really dark hair and the kinda light skin..." Me: "But only the male ostriches are black and white." "Female ostriches are kind of boring... But your brown skin... your skin's kinda brown. So you could pass for a female ostrich too. I definately don't think you're a flamingo though, too colourful for you." Me: "...You think I look like an ostrich?! Gaaah... well, I'm NOTHING like one. I don't stick my head in holes... or whatever it is they do." "No... you are like one... I don't know... the way you are... kind of like an ostrich. Or maybe an emu... yeah, emu! You're an emu. And you look like one too. You're kinda crazy like an emu or an ostrich..." Me: "You think I look like an OSTRICH?! Or an EMU?! Great... great... I'm crazy like one too... just wonderfully brilliant."
...I think I win the Award for Longest Visitor Message. I may have even beaten Dannichu.