Spoiler Alerts

Just FYI, you might not actually know some of these things. But if you actually read the book , you would.

Harry Potter:
~Harry is a wizard
~He goes to Hogwarts
~Voldemort is alive
~Hermione is a girl
~The 7th book would be much better without all the drama of camping

Twilight (Had to put it in here)
~Edward is a vampire
~Well, he's not a real vampire, just a wannabe who likes to play with glitter and doesn't shower
~Bella is a girl
~An angsty fucked up one with a fetish for wannabe mythical creatures
~Jacob is a werewolf
~Well, not an actual one, because he's not affected by the moon and has full control of his mental being when in wolf form
~Edward and Bella spawn a half and half creature that Jacob falls in love with

The Hunger Games
~Katniss goes to the Hunger Games
~She has a fake romance with Peeta, who is really in love with her
~She rebels against the Capitol and puts everyone in danger
~Blah blah blah, blah blah blah 2 books and much angyst later she choses Peeta over Gale

Eragon
~Eragon is a Dragon Rider
~He's lead to believe by his half brother that his father is Morzan but in reality his father is Brom
~Saphira is a dragon
~Galbatorix is a bad guy

The Bible
~Jesus dies

That's all for now. Oh, btw 2 people voted blue as their favorite color and 1 voted purple. Now, on to the next poll!! Latters

I'd advise against reading this.

Because I just lost the game.
That's right.
THE GAME!!!!
And that means you just lost.
Suck it bitches :P
P.S. Btw Chuck Norris won the game.

An Interesting Dream

I don't know what this dream means.......
So it was at the Water Tower in Chicago and I was walking through this cemetary that was there (Which isn't in real life) and all of the spirits of deceaced people came out and were moaning and crying and kinda scary so I said "Stop!! I can see and hear you guys!!" And most of them shut up and went back into the ground or just floated there doing nothing, but this on guy (Who had a twin) came closer to me and we started talking. His name was Evan and he was very tall and strangly 2D, and looked as if a little kid drew him. He was very nice and we were chatting and I saw the time and I realized I had to go to class. He walked me to the elevator, and then hugged me. It was really weird, because he was a ghost, but I could feel his hugs as if he was a living being. Then for some reason we kissed, and he picked me up and spun me around while hugging and kissing me. And all this time he was becoming more and more lifelike. I noticed some popular sophmores (From real life) pointed and whispering. But I had to get to class and so he put me down and walked off, like actually walking. When I got to class I told one of my friends about him, and she's like "You're not being very descreet about cheating on your boyfriend are you?" (This is not my current boyfriend that I was cheating on, because I would never do that) And I said "No, I guess I'm not being that descreet." Then all of a sudden I was back in the Chippewa Auditoriam with a bunch of people and I had no idea what the hell I was doing there but I think I was embarrassed and upset. Then some other stuff happened I think but I don't remember so fast forward to wear I was riding my dragon and Brom took me to a dragon burial ground inside a Chinese temple and was saying how there were 250 million dragons throughout time, and I said "That means that there must be some Eldunari that have escaped Galbatorix!" and he said "No, there isn't any." Then I said (No Joke) "Wait, we don't find out about Eldunari until the Third book and you died in the first so that must mean that this is still the first book." Then suddenly the dwarf king from LotR (The first one) came riding on his own dragon and demanded I give the ring to him. I said never, and me and Saphira (My dragon) dove into the sea and tried to escape from the dwarf's dragon who was much bigger than Saphira and we couldn't. But then the sea changed into the parking lot of a strip mall, and I ran inside the grocery store nearby. But once I got inside I had to strip because my cloths were sopping wet. So there I was, naked in a grocery store, when my dad and sister show up. My dad said "Hey I got a new job here! I'll get you some dry cloths as soon as I'm done rearranging the merchandice. Your sister will carry you around until I'm done." And so my sister was giving me a piggyback ride around the store, and I tried to stay to the less crowded isles. That's where my dream ended.
So does this mean my subconcious is craving an affair with the spirit of a departed NBA player in a major shopping mall that leads to humiliation in my childhood auditoriam where I become a dragon rider who can see into the future and is the ring bearer that must evade the dwarf king dragon rider while my father works in a grocery store where I take refuge while naked? If so, I'm slightly concerned. But you've got to admit, my subconcious is pretty creative. I don't think that many dreams have that many crossovers in between real life and multiple fantasy stories. Well, I gtg get ready for pt, so I'll bid you adieu.

Out of Place

I don't have any where I fit in.
People say "It doesn't matter if you fit in, as long as you're you." They don't say that it makes you feels so unwanted and out of place that you want to do nothing else but curl up in a ball in a corner and cry.
It sure is fun when you feel out of place with you family. No one to talk to, nothing to talk about. Feeling as though you're intruding, and being unwanted.
I hate it.
I hate it I hate it I hate it.
I don't have anywhere that I really fit in. Not even with my friends really. I'm too different, too out spoken, not smart enough, and just not belonging. I just wish that there was somehwere that I always always be accepted and liked, no matter what. I thought I had a place like that once, but I messed up, and even before that I felt out of place.
Damnit I'm almost crying.
I hate it when I cry. Because it shows that people get to me, and then they know how to get me again. And again. And again. because they know where it hurts.
What can feel even worse is trying to belong, by being yourself, and knowing that no one wants you. And hope that you'll grow out of it, that you'll find somewhere that has people that will always know what to say.
Well, RUA, HME should cheer me up. So bye.

That One Feeling (Not what you think)

You know that feeling where you feel alone even if you're standing in a crowd? The feeling that no matter how loud you scream no one will hear you, or no matter how fast you run you can't get away? Well, if you haven't, it sucks.
I don't even know why I'm feeling like this.
My life is going great. I'm on winter break, have a great boyfriend, it's almost xmas, not really any hw over break, and stuff should just be perfect, right?
Well, there is that small matter of grades.
Progress reports came home and my told me what I got. You'd think she'd be okay with me averaging a B, right? I am getting three As. But she doesn't care about that. No, it's the three Cs that she's always talking about.
I just had a random idea. Wouldn't it be great to just retreat from the entire world? You couldn't talk to anyone of course, but you wouldn't have to talk to anyone either. Being able to spend your days in peace, meditating and fasting, feeling the rhythems of the earth as it turns. Taking long walks in the woods, or on a beach, or across a plain, or up a mountain, or along a river. That would be nice.
Anyway, back to the whole grades thing.
It really sucks when all of your friends are smarter than you. I get excited because I get a B on a French quiz for the first time all year, and others are dissapointed that they got 2 points off the writing. Or that my boyfriend, who's a year younger, is taking the same math class as me and acing it will I'm barely passing. Actually, I think it might be honers, I'm not sure. Or when the ACT results came back, and my friends sitting next to me were scoring in the 100th percentile, backing me feel bad about my 88th.
God I feel so stupid about saying this stuff. It's dramatic and cliche and stupid.
I'm worn out and tired and weepy and emotional and upset and angry and depressed and excited but too exuasted to be actually excited and nervous and anxious and I just really want a hug from one of my friends.
The holidays aren't my favorite time of the year this year. I wish everything wasn't so goddamn confusing. I wish my schedual hasn't been so fucked up. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of not knowing and knowing too much.
I've got to go do chores now before wrapping presents then leaving for my dad's. Bye. Happy Holidays.

Words

Misqueme, aquabib, nubivagant, colaphize, starrify, magistricide, lubency, amorevolous, egrote.
These are all words that I've adopted on Savethewords.com, which is an awesome site. Misqueme(v) means to displease, aquabib(n) means water-drinking, nubivagant(v) moving throughout or in clouds, colaphize(v) means to beat or buffet, Starrify(v) means to decorate with stars, magistricide(n) means the killing or a teacher or master OMGSNOWDAYDAYDAYSNOWYSNOWSNOWDAY!!!!! lubecy(adj) means willingness or pleasure, amorevolous(adj) means affectionet or doting, and egrote(v) means to feign an illness. Aren't words marvelous? Now if only the emails of confirmation and adoption would arrive..............
On a more serious note, it's final this time. I just wish that it didn't happen this way. There's nothing I hate more than causing other people pain like this. Sigh. Anyway, it may be time to indulged in your comfort food............
Until next time, fare thee well. Avoid the fish. Stay in school. Make love not war. Peace.

American Society Sucks

Snyapsyse of expectations for a kid in the 21st century: After deciding what you want to be when you grow up so that when you get to Middleschool were you good grades in so you can test out of classes in Highschool so you can work even harder to get good grades in so you can get into a good college where you can work your ass of to get a high paying job you'll be stuck in for the rest of your life because you never did anything other than what was required for it, even if you hate it. But now that you've got a good paying job you can marry a nice Christian guy/girl, buy a big house in suburbia with a white picket fence, have 2.5 kids and get a golden retriever. And then you can repeat the cycle all over again with your kid.
I wish we could go back a couple hundred thousand years when the point of life was to survive instead of win. Because too many people keep trying to win,and they don't stop to have fun. It's so stupid that you have to work your ass off starting at kindergarden, or, if you need to play a musical instrument really well to get a scholership to an Ivy Leage school, then somewhere around age three.
I wish that people could deside what they want to be, and try their damndest to get there, because that's what they want. If you want to be a surgen, then go for it, but if you want to be a painter or a mechanic or a video game designer or a writer, then you should try it. You should be able to have fun in life, dance in the rain, play go fish, watch Disney Movies, get kissed during a blizzard. Those things aren't going towards college credits, but they're things everyone should do.
I don't want to spend my life working so I can work my whole life.
I wish that my parents could accept that I'm not that smart, that I try my hardest to get good grades, but even though I'm in the 93% in the US for the ACT Plan thing, I'm only in the 72% in Okemos. And it doesn't matter that I scored above the expectations for my level in all of the subjects. No, that doesn't matter.
I hate it. I hate it. I FUCKING HATE IT ALL.

Becoming a lesbian seems like a better and better idea

Boys are so stupid!!!! Seriously!!!
It's so bad that I'm using a Twilight anology to describe it!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
So, say I'm Bella. Theres an Edward, Jacob, and Mike in my life right now. Jacob is sweet and safe, Edward is different and more chancy, and Mike, well the Mike in my life is only the same as the Mike in Twilight as in he's less likely than either Jacob or Edward, but my Mike always makes me feel wanted and desirable.
Now, if I could make a hybrid, that would solve everything.
I'd take Jacob's body, with some of Edward's coloring and height, Mike's sex drive, Edward's humor, Mike's maturity, Jacob's understanding, and since they're all very smart, attractive, and fun to be around, I'll blend those in too.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME SEE I'M DOING A TWILIGHT ANOLOGY STUPID BOYS WHY CAN'T YOU SPACE YOURSEVLES OUT MORE EVENLY SO THAT INSTEAD OF ALL OF YOU AT ONCE ITS WHEN I'M SINGLE AND LONELY?!?!?!
Ahem.
Anyway, I'm gonna go and watch movies and eat mac'n'cheese (Comfort foor).
Bye.

Life has it's ups and downs

I get so scared sometime.
The thing I'm scared of most in the world is losing myself and those I love and care about.
I lost myself tonight.
There's times when I get so angry, so sad, so upset, that I lose control. I start screaming things I can't even remember, and become something else. It scares me so much, because I don't know what's wrong with me.
Other than that, today was awesome.
Choir was pretty fun, working on pieces that I liked.
Science went by fast, no hw for French, and, best of all:
The lunches switched and now I have C lunch!!
This means I get to hang with some band people, and some orc peeps, and lit friends.
Lolz today at lunch, I traded shoes with a friend cause she was wearing heels and her feet were killing her so I was tottering around in these high heels. After lunch we traded back and I went after my friends, holding my shoes in one hand. (Btw the steps are cold and I recommend at least putting socks on).
So I'm standing by a friend's locker with my other friends putting my shoes and socks on when one of my guy friends takes my backpack and starts walking off. I'm just like whateves, and finish putting my shoes on before running after him. But when I saw where he was headed I started sprinting. I was too late though. He had made it to the boy's bathroom.
I dashed up to the open and yelled "Get out of there motherfucker!!" There were 2 other guys in there, and I know one of them was at a sink but since the sinks and urinals are on the same wall I'm not sure if the other one was peeing or washing his hands or whatever. But anyway, I see my guy friend standing against the wall with my backpack sitting on the floor beside him. So I implore one of my other guy friends to get it, and he goes in followed by another guy friend. My guyfriend says "Aw don't give it to her" and my other guyfriend says "I won't". By this time the other guys have left the bathroom.
My guyfriend grabbed my other guyfriend's backpack and starts walking out. With him distracted, I dash into the guy's bathroom, grab my backpack, and sprint out. We all laughed about that. And what some of them don't know that that's not the worst I've done in that bathroom *Evil Grin*.
But I'm also a bit sad about switching to C lunch because my boyfriend has one of those science classes where it's A lunch Mon-Thur and B lunch Fri. So this means I can't eat lunch with him for about a trimester, not counting early release days, cause I can eat with him then.
And I've also made a startling discovery about my relationship. I'd rather talk with him than read. O.O This is shocking.
Anyway, I've got to quick finish lit and then get ready for bed cause I'm exhausted.
G'night all.

Thanksgiving

Well, here it is again. One of my least favorite holidays.
And it's just going to be worse this year. In addition to all the bickering about which family I have to spend Thanksgiving with, the awful family recipies that I haveto pretend to enjoy, and the endless hours of socializing after, I am now a vegetarian and cannot enjoy my favorite part of this horrible holiday: The Gravy.
The only good thing about it this year is that we get school off, like we do every year. But I have to spend that time with my family, which is not my favorite thing about the holidays. Call me a heartless bitch, but I prefer to love my family from afar. Very, very afar. Like I'm talking several states over afar where I don't have to see them except on major holidays.
I've already expressed displeasurewith my family mulitple times during the lifetime of this blog, and the reasons just keep multiplying. Like this morning, when my mom yelled at me that we were leaving in just over half an hour,andmy sister had to take a shower before me. So when I yelled at my sister to get off the computer and hurry up so I could take a shower, because if she took a long time in the shower, no matter how fast I got ready, I'd be the one yelled at for making people late. So then mom started yelling at both of us, and it just was horrible. And she, of course, blamed me for starting it. Nevermind that she was the one who told me to not get angry with people because it's Thanksgiving. I just get so fed up with my family sometimes.
So now I'm at my grandparents, waiting for my father to come pick me up so I can go over to his family's Thanksgiving, where I shall wait for people to finish stuffing their faces and yammering on about people I don't know so that I can go home.
I am thankful for things though, don't get me wrong. Mostly I'm thankful for my friends, who keep me sane in times like these.
I'm gonna go do something else, like maybe make a poll. The reasults of the last poll are that everyone who voted said their favorite thing about a boy/girl is their smile. Which is very nice, espcially because that means that my readers are not shallow snobs who only care about social standing and how hot people are. So now I shall go and make another poll. Happy Thanksgiving, peace out.

Mixed Bag

Remember about a month ago when I talked about that place I was? Back in eighth grade? About how I never wanted to go back there? Well, I have.
It's not nearly as bad, because my friends are actually there this time. But I'm still figthing with my mom, and my dad, and my stepdad, and my siblings, and my grandparents. I just can't wait to get out of here. Out of this house. I want to get away from here.
On a lighter note, the rest of my life is doing pretty well.
I'm doing pretty good in school over all, with the exceptions of French and Math.
I'm having a blast with my friends, being weird and dorky and spazztastic and crazy.
And
Best of all
I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!!
I'm really excited about it in case you didn't know.
We've been going out for three weeks this Monday, and he's a great guy. He's sweet, and kind, and funny, and smart, and I love to be around him because when I'm with him I don't worry about how big my butt is or how small my bust is. I just have to be careful that I don't scare him off. Cause that would majorly sucks. Did I mention that he's really cute? He's taller than me (Which isn't say much), and a ginger! *Sigh*
And the one person who voted on the fav website poll voted for Xkcd.com.
I shall go now, and eat/sleep/cry.
Goodnight.

Sigh

Yet again, the Phone + Computer (Including my new netbook that I didn't even get to OPEN!!) + TV are going away. I don't know how long it will be before I get any of them back. So to all the people who I can only talk to online/text, I shall miss thee. Farewell.

MLIA Post #1

This is a post dedicated to the MLIA website. I will be taking posts off of the website and putting them in my blog, because I want to share the quotes, and don't know where else to put them.
Today I was talking to my 3 year old cousin. She was having me guess her favorite animal. After half an hour of guessing I gave up. Her favorite animal is a pumpkin. I should have known. MLIA
Today, I was called a lovely looking girl by an old person sitting next to me on the bus. I felt really pretty until i remembered that i am a 16 year old boy.MLIA
Last week, I decided to get a puppy. I waited until I had a really bad day at work then I stood up and said loudly, "Ugh! I'm having such a bad day! I'm gonna go buy a puppy." and marched out of the office and got a puppy. I brought him to work today and everyone's faces are even better than I imagined. MLIA
Yesterday in a large crowd of people I yelled "HEY STUPID" to see how many people turned around. It was priceless, everyone did. MLIA
Today, my little brother and I got toy wands from a gift shop. As we were walking, we saw an old man in a wheelchair, who was obviously in a bad mood. We decided to brighten up his day by running up to him, taking out our wands and yelling "stupefy!" Instead of getting mad at us, like we expected, he took out his own wand, yelled "expelliarmus!" and gave us each a high-five. Never again will I stereotype the elderly. MLIA.
One day, my friend and I were hanging out and my mom walked in. My mom asked me, "Did you ride your boyfriend yesterday?" And I replied "Yeah, but he was a little bad so I had to whip him a couple times." My friend didn't know that my mom refers to my horse as my "boyfriend." Her face, priceless. MLIA

That was only like 3 pages. It's a really funny site, and I highly recomend it. I'm gonna go read some more now. Peace.
Oh, and the person who voted on the last poll said that they like musicians the best. Agreed.

Homecoming

So tonight was homecoming. I got all dressed up and was really excited. But, as usual, I managed to mess things up.
One of the things that really facetored into this was yesterday at the parade/pre-parade/football game. There's this guy, and several of my friends like him. He started flirting with me, and I kinda flirted back. So I was really confused about what to do.
Then I went to this pre-dance party that was at one of my friend's house. It was a ton of fun, cause we chatted, and took pics, and played games. The same guy we really heavily flirting with me, and I started to think that he might like me.
Then at the dance, we actually danced, sorta. Like when I danced he danced close to me. And then we slow danced for one song. And maybe we touched foreheads. God, I feel like such and idiot.
So one of the friends that likes him was really looking sad, so I held her and said "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over. Then he came up and hugged her. I told him "Meet me in the hallway" and walked out. He came after me and I said "You know some people like you? And that people are saying that we're a couple? Do you even like me like that?" And he says "I like you as a friend" And I say, "Well people think we're a couple" and walked back into the dance. We didn't talk for the rest of the dance, which was like 10 min. But still.
On the ride home, the friend who was giving me a ride said "He's obviosly attracted to you, and likes you more than friends." I say "You're making things more confusing!!" So she says "Sorry! He's moving to Alaska tomorrow!"
I'm still confused, and not sure what to think. That motherfuckingassholesonofagodamnedbitch screwed up my mind. He's probably just trying to be a ladies' man, but it still hurts. My friends say that we would be good together, and I'd be willing to try, but it's just, well, gah.
I'm gonna go to bed now. And probably cry. Night.

I Always, ALWAYS screw everything up when it comes to Boys

God I'm such an idiot.
So I was talking to one of my friends on the bus ride home, and she says "Why don't you text that one guy you kinda like". And me, being the idiot that I am, did.
We don't have any classes together, no friends in common, completly different socila statuses, and we haven't talked since like Sadie Hawkens last year. So now he's gonna think that I'm this creepy stalker girl who has loved him ever since she first saw him.
What was I thinking? I don't stand a chance with guys, and yet I texted him. Goddamnit.
And it's not just with guys I like. Also with guys that I consider my friends. Sure, we talk. We don't hate each other. Yet they'll do just about anything to get away from me. I dont' know where it goes wrong, but it does. And it's always my fault.
Seriously depressing right now. Because on top of the boy thing, me and my mom are pissed at each other, I'm feeling really insecure, and I just don't know where to turn. My friends? I can't get a hold of them, and even if I did, what would I say? "Hey, let me talk to you for the next half an hour about stupid things that totally bore you. And when we're talking I'm going to make these insignificant things seem like they are really important to me, when really they're not." Yeah, they'd love to do that.
I'm gonna go now.
Bye.

My Sappy Romantic Side

So you know that song by Snow Patrol? It's like "If I lay here, If I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?" Well, it's pretty damn amazing. Like it's a really romantic song, and I want to fall in love with someone and have them kiss me to this song and then play it at our wedding and then when we're like 80 have them dig it out and just play it so we can remember what we were like when we were younger and why we fell in love.
You just have to look it up.
I'm just imagining myself with someone, lying in the grass and looking at stars, or kissing as Autumn leaves fall around us. Like in a movie when you see the couple just going through time doing all these things together as a song plays. I want it to be something like that.
Grrrrrr the phone is ringing and distruping my zen, so I'll brb.
God parents can be so annoying.
Anyway, if your in a like mind, then email me and we'll plan an overnight and stay up all night watching sappy romantic chick flicks.
So my zen has officially be blown, so I'm gonna leave you guys and go write or something. Sigh. Actually, my zen is so bad I don't think I can even do that. UGG WHY CAN'T MY PARENT'S JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?!?! I can't wait to get away from here.

I don't really have a topic in mind, so I'm gonna wing it

Hey, this is a quote from a song I'd like to share:

You are my light in the dark,
You are the beating in my heart,
But that is not enough,
Will I ever be by your side

Your hair is dancing in the wind,
Your eyes are burning off my skin,
And I'm so happy when I see,
That you are smiling back at me

You're leaving burn marks on the ground,
Thank you God for what I've found,
I don't know how, I don't know why,
That your my Angel in the Night

You are my light in the dark,
You are the beating in my heart,
Let me hold you now,
Just like this before you start to cry

You are my light in the dark,
You are the beating in my heart,
But that is not enough,
Will I ever be by your side

I try my best to satisfy,
But all you do is where we make it right,
I don't know what I'm gonna do,
But I'm so crazy about you

Even if I don't know where to start,
Even if my love is tearing me apart,
I just know that you and me,
We were always meant to be

You are my light in the dark,
You are the beating in my heart,
Let me hold you now,
Just like this before you start to cry

You are my light in the dark,
You are the beating in my heart,
But that is not enough,
Will I ever be by your side

You are my Angel in the Night.

Sorry, that was kinda the whole song. I only meant to do a couple lines and then stop, but that song is really amazing. Look it up on YouTube if you don't believe me.
And I'm sorry that I was posting really depressing posts. I'll try to be better about that.
So on Monday I went and worked at my grandmother's. Nothing unusual, until I started clipping the hedge/bush. At first I was talking to their dog, but when she wandered off I started talking to the bush. I poured out my heart and soul, confessed some things, realized others, and all in all had a good therapy session. Completely free. But that may also mean thtat I'm going crazy, like for real.
Speaking of therapy, I'm hoping to start soon. I really do want to go. And I hope that this one can figure out what's up with me.
At the moment I'm browsing through gay pride flair, with is pretty fun. Only it irks me that there is so little Pan flair.
This is getting pretty long, so I'm just gonna say that I'm considering Max Thieriot to be a consort/husband. I've had a crush on him for like ever. And Star Wars was the most popular geek movie. So I'm gonna go do the homework that I'm suppost to be doing. Peace.

I hate Life

Old scars begin to fade just in time for new ones to appear.
If I could, at this very moment, start a new life away from here, I would do it. If I could be given a job, change my age forward about 8 years, and live in a big city, I would do it in a heartbeat.
I would be fine if I couldn't speak to my family. If I knew they were getting along fine without me, I wouldn't look back. I would miss my friends, but if I could at least talk to them online once in a while, then that would be great. If I would just disappear.... That would suck, but I would still go.
I don't think that any of you knew what I was like in eighth grade. I hope you don't ever find out. I don't ever want to be like that again.
But it feels like the cycle is starting again. The fighting with the family. Getting teased by friends. The scissors coming out. Soon the teasing will turn into something worse, and I won't be able to be around my family without wanting to commit suicide. When people start to alienate me, I'll be cutting almost every night.
This post is things that I would never be able to say in person. Because I would be too ashamed, to humiliated.
I don't want to do go there again.
I really don't.
But I'm scared that I will.

Something I thought up about five minutes ago

Are we just feathers, floating in the world above?
Brushing against each other by chance?
Or are we fated to meet or true love,
our eyes meeting across the dance?

I want to meet someone.
Whether by chance or by fate.
I want to fall in love with someone.
Someone whom I cannot hate.

Someone to laugh for.
Someone to cry with.
Someone to love for.
Someone to die with.

Somone who will always be there,
Who will never never push me away,
Someone who will treat me with care,
And forever with me stay.

Sorry, that was just really sappy and I apologize for the poor taste and bad writting. I just wanted to get that out. So, yeah.......
In other news, chocolate was, by far, the favorite food. No suprise there. I mean, seriously, whose favorite food is ketchup?? I HATE it!! And, NO ONE VOTED FOR EDWARD YAYAYAYAYAYYAY!!! My readers are awesome!! I'm too lazy to write down the other votes, so you'll see them for yourselves later. I'm gonna go watch Haven and salvaltate over the sexy sexy sexy Nathan Warner, so latters!

Why I hate Life Post #2

I want to get away from here.
This house, these people, my school, this town.
I just want to get out.
It's no secret they don't respect me. If parents are suppost to make things better, then I don't have any parents. My mom can help sometimes, but my stepdad makes things worse. And when my mom gets a migraine as bad as this one, I'm completely on my own.
My stepdad doesn't care about me. He never said "I don't expect to replace your father". He never even wanted to be anything like a father to me.
His children are horrible, and he just encourages them.
When I get upset, he says I'm overreacting and laughs. And he doesn't stop.
Forget about when he took the little kids to see his mom and get ice cream while I stayed at home to take care of mom. What does that matter when his precious little boy and his wonderful friends take over the tv for entire days at a time. And play their games on tables, games that can't be moved at all. Or when they talk through movies, after all "We were just talking about the movie".
When I can't even retreat into my room because their screaming is so loud, where the volume is turned up to where I can't find anywhere in the house where I can't here it.
There is no where to run, there is no where that I can hide. Only three more years, and then I will be free.
Unless I can get away sooner.
There's more than one way to escape.
But who cares? I'm just over reacting, right? Go ahead and laugh at me.
Laugh as I walk upstairs, laugh as I cry. Laugh at me while I try to hide inside myself. Laugh as I lock myself away, laugh as I become a hollow shell.
Laugh as I turn into nothing.
Oh wait, I'm already nothing to you.

Dreams

FYI, this is not a post about what I hope to do in the future, but dreams as in the things that go through your head when your dreaming.
Most people dream about one thing, and then wake up.
My dreams morph.
It's really quite confusing when I try to remember them, because they change so much.
And I never have nightmares about things in real life. Like when people go see a horror movie, they say "I'll be having nightmares about that!". My nightmares don't reflect things that happen to me in real life. They're just these random scenarios that pop into my head. The only time I've ever woken up in a cold sweat is when I had a fever of over a hundred.
Which brings me to the point of this post. Actually it doesn't, but whateves.
I don't usually remember anything of my dreams, but just know that I had one. But I remember kissing this guy who looking like a cross between Zachary Quinto and Lucas Bryant (Hot dude from Haven). Now, I almost never kiss people in my dreams, so I was pretty happy about that. I remember that he was injured, and was lying down in a hospital with his arm in a sling. Then I watched myself kiss him, like an out of my body experienced. I started to flicker back and forth, sometimes in my body, sometimes watching. When I woke up soon after, I could still feel his lips on mine. Even now, if I really try, I can feel it.
Anyway, I just really wanted to tell someone about this, and even if no one read about it, it's nice to get that out there.
Also, I'm adding Lucas Bryant to my list of consorts. He's very attractive. Maybe I'll even move him up to husband soon.
In Haven, he plays a police man who has this thing where he can't feel anything. So in the last episode, he was really worried about sleeping with this one woman, because he didn't know if he could, you know. He couldn't feel her at all. But when his police partner kissed him on the cheek, like as a friend, you could see that he felt it. His face showed this wonder and hope that was amazing.
I don't care if he can't feel me though. It would be nice, but I'll just be happy to have him anyway.
I think I'm going to go a watch that episode again. Latter peeps

I finished Mockingjay WARNING:Spoiler Alert!!!

THIS POST GIVES AWAY MUCH OF THE BOOK!!! DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED THE BOOK!!!
I finished Mockingjay.
(If you haven't stopped reading this but still haven't read the book, then this is your last chance. Stop. Reading. This. Post. Now.)
I was disappointed.
Don't get me wrong, there were some very good parts, but I didn't like some of the things she did.
I mean, seriously, Peeta??? Well, sure, that's the sweet guy, but Gale is so fiery and passionate, plus he's been her friend like forever. So what if he tends to be a little violent?
And the ending was very foggy. It just got really confusing and stuff. Plus, Katniss wasn't a real part of the actual invasion. Yes, it would be hogging the spotlight, but that's what main charactors do. A much better ending would be: She enters alone, having lost sight of friends/watched them die. Driven insane by the sites she's seen, she kills all who approach her. But when she sees a child crying, she snaps out of it. When she holds the child as it dies, she is desperate to end this pointless war. And so she storms the mansion, kills snow, and then everything else will work out.
Don't you think that's better?
I did really like the whole running-through-the-town-everyone-dieing-off thing, I just wish she had elaborated on some of the characters. It was difficult keeping track of who died.
The closest I've ever come to crying happened last night. When Finnick died, I started almost sobbing. No tears or anything, but still.
It only took about five hours to read. I finished around one twenty this morning. I got my hands on it at four, but went grocery shopping with mom and then went online and chatted at the GYC.
Anyway, I need to start cleaning up the house (Bleck) and I think I'm going to do a new poll.
Till the next time I post, I wish you all the best of luck. Latters

I'm not really sure what to say

I'm a bad blogger. Not nearly as bad as some of my friends, but bad enough. I despair that anyone even reads this anymore. Oh, whateves. As soon as school starts up again then I'll be a regular blogger again. Hopefully.
The results of the poll Worst Part of going Back to School is: 33% of the voters said No Sleeping In. And 66% of the voters said Getting Homework.
The results of the poll What am I going to do that I swore I would never do? are: 33% of the voters said Become a Vegetarian, and 66% of the voters said Hang a Twilight poster in My Room. I am sincerly glad that they never doubted my hatred of Suburbia, or my unwavering loyalty to the Flying Spaghetti Monster. The correct answer is................ I'm a Vegetarian!!
I'm not sure what the next poll will be about, but I'm going to do some hard thinking on it, and get back to you later.
In other news, the Rhapsody password has been changed, so I am unable to listen to my music. If I start babbling about how hot Edward is (The Twilight one, not the Vampires Suck one, cause he is hot), then you will know why.
And if I don't blog for a while, it's cause I have, within my possession, Mockingjay. The third book in The Hunger Games trilogy. It's going to be mind blowing. Sorry Dr. Sheldon Cooper, but your mind will be going into this pre-blown. But you have my permission to tell me about how the last book in the Vladimir Tod series will knock my socks off, fully knowing that I won't be able to get them back on.
Sometimes soon, I plan on going to see Vampires suck, as it seems to be amusing. It only got two stars, but Edward (Not Robert Patterson, thank FSM)is hot. And there's a lot of slamming on modern icons like The Black Eyed Peas, and Alice in Wonderland (Which I still haven't seen). And, of course, Twilight. Lolz. I hope that this slam is better than Nightlight, a Parody. That was confusing and difficult to follow, plus stopped being all that funny after the first twenty pages.
My duties are done, and now I shall go in pursuit of other interests. Fare Thee Well. Au Revoir. Until Next Time. See You Later Alligator.

I am OUTRAGED!!!

I am SERIOUSLY PISSED OFF!!! I just got the yearbook and was flipping through when I came to the clubs. Apparently, there is a club for studying the Bible BUT NO GSA!!!! Apparently it's not okay to have a community where LGBTPQ people can feel safe, but a place where the overwhelming majority religion can (Quote) "Study the Bible, how it relates to the world and every day life"
What about the people that are prosecuted all over the world? They are accepted in very few places, and many have no where to turn. They may not know what's going on, or think that it's wrong. Without anyone to talk to about it, they retreat inwards, causing depression, which can lead to self mutilation and even suicide.
Christians on the other hand, they are welcome just about anywhere. Sure, there are a few countries that won't accept them, but the vast majority of the world is Christian.
There are far more suicides of queer people unable to get help and understanding, where I haven't even heard of anyone committing suicide because people say they're evil for worshiping Christ.
It just really pisses me off.

Idk What to say

What can I say? Yes, I have abandoned my blog. Yes, the last few blog posts have been very boring. And yes, most likely all the people that have read my blog in the past have probably stopped reading it by now. Which bites. If you do read this, pleeze comment. Otherwise I shall assume that all hope is lost and start writing gloomy book reviews and menus of what I ate today. And I have yet to eat anything today cause I've been on the computer.
Quick thing about the last like month: Went to Marwood for my 4th and final year, have to do this test out test thing, and really got involed with some stuff on Facebook. Like those games and stuff.
I don't really know what to write about, so I'm going to go and eat.
Oh!! I forgot!
I'm going to do something that I swore I would never do. I can't really believe I'm going to do this, but I will. Starting Tuesday. It's going to be difficult, but I'm going to try! I might actually make a poll about this.....

Zombies and Breathmints

Zombies and Breathmints
#1 in the Trilogy of Zombieworld

“Come on, come on!” I frantically scanned the isle.
“Hi!” said one of the dreadfully perky girls that were massing in the tiny store. “Whacha doing?”
“I’m looking for Altoids.” All types of breathmints take down zombies, but I prefer Altoids. Don’t ask me why they’re breathmints and not bullets, cause I don’t know. Zombies just shrug off bullets but breathmints really get them.
“Did you know that those are zombies?” She pointed, and sure enough, there were a couple zombies standing at the front of the store not ten feet away.
Thinking fast, I grabbed the nearest thing of Altoids (One of the ones with a red cover) and threw it at the closest zombie. Not looking back to see what happened, I elbowed my way through the peppy brunettes that were soon about to die. I didn’t stop to save them, because even if I could, there was no way that I was going to go through the end of the world with someone like them.
~~~~~~~~~~
Yup, it was the Zombie Apocalypse. That’s why I ran into the store to find Altoids. I had used up my last tin smashing through the window of a bright yellow SUV. There was a zombie on the sidewalk and I just reacted. It went down, but I was out of ammo.
“I gotta get more Altoids!” I yelled, already opening the car door. I didn’t stop to see the driver’s reaction, but just dashed into the nearest store.
I really hope he didn’t die. He was the cutest guy that I had seen in a long time. That’s because most of the other guys are, you know, walking undead creatures trying to kill and eat me. There were a ton of girls though. I was just glad that he had decided to travel with me.
We decided to travel together because 1. We wanted there to be someone to watch out backs, and 2. It gets kinda lonely when the world ends and all the good people get eaten.
~~~~~~~~~~
So I’m trying to get away from the zombies, with annoyingly cheerful girls getting in my way. As they were clearly idiots, there was no point in saving them now. You had to harden your heart to survive in this world.
I finally made it to the back door, and cracked it open. Since the remaining Altoids were at the front of the store, and there was no way I was going back there, I had to be careful.
Suddenly the door was yanked open from the outside. I nearly screamed, then saw that it was an almond skinned human teenager. “It’s safe back here.” She said, gesturing to the alleyway that lead out to the street. I thanked her, and she turned to walk off with her younger sister (At least they looked like sisters). “Good luck.” I called, before going back to the street.
Climbing back into the car, I panted and said “There were zombies in the store, so I couldn’t get more Altoids.”
With a groan, he stomped on the gas pedal and we shot off. “We really need to find you a new weapon.” He said. I just grinned, spotting an abandoned gas station. “Not a chance.”
He sighed, and then said, “I might as well fill up while we’re here.”
I think that we’ll do just fine.



In other news, the poll "Things You Hate" has closed, and the results are: No one hated People in the 12 item checkout with 13 items, 33% of people hated Only being able to watch certain things instantly on Netflix, 100% of people hated Insainly large amounts of Homework (No surprise there), 66% of people hated Not being able to type as fast as you think, No one hated Very Expensive Jeans (I was surprised), 100% of people hated Your show being all pixely, and 66% of people hated Creepy strangers online. Well that's all for now, tune in later for the next in the Trilogy of Zombieworld.

My Omelet

So there I was. Standing in the kitchen. Making an Omelet. Which in it's self is a momentousness occasion because I used to not like eggs. Like really really really really really not like eggs. But then I made an omelet that had Italian Parsley and Neufchatel Cheese (Which is like cream cheese but with a third less fat). And it was amazing. I made some more omelets over the weekend when me, my dad, and my sister, went up north to my aunt and uncle's cottage and I made them for brekkie and everyone loved them. And since my mom is doing this test thing tomorrow that she can't eat before that means that me and Michael were on our own for dinner. Thus the omelet.
When I make omelets I just let them sit there until it's time for them to go onto a plate, but today, I didn't. I lifted it up to check and see if the underside was burned. And when I tried to put it back into the pan, IT STUCK TO THE SPATULA!!! And I had no choice but to flip it onto a plate. It was actually kinda funny cause my mom walked by and saw it and said "How pretty!". Which was amusing, if only to me. So if I suddenly die of something other than getting shanked or something else, then it was because I consumed undercooked eggs, because the omelet stuck to the spatula.
Not really sure why I wrote this, but it seemed like a good thing to write about. But I'm going to go and finish my TV show and consume the omelet that may lead to my death. Peace out.

I have Shamefully Neglected my Blog #2

Sorry but I don't think that this is going to be a short or organized post cause I'm just awseome.
So I went to St. Martin this past week. It's an island in the Carribean, and thus, very hot. As were the guys there. And the girls come to think of it. The actual island guys were RIPPED, and the girls cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurvy. In a major way. Since we stayed on the French side (The other side is Dutch) they follwed European custums, like topless sunbathing. There weren't many teenagers there (Like 3 at most) so I wasn't as stressed as I could have been.
We stayed like almost right on the beach, which was very sandy. Like, we would go swimming, go back to the room, shower, and then walk over to a bed to sit down, and practically find ourselves on the beach it was so sandy.
Oh, I should probably mention that the "We" was me and my grandmother. Not me and some hot European guy/girl (As much as I wish it might have been)
A quick run down of the trip: Long long long time traveling to get there, saw an add for a free one carrot gem, swimming/sunbathing when we got there, eating a great complemetary breakfast the next day, going out on a cadimeran to go around the island and stop at places to swim/snorkel(There was a beasty British dude on the ship as well), stopped and ate lunch, got back on the boat, got off at a spot to swim, got mobbed by giant angel fish, going out to a tiny french resurant for dinner, eating a great complementary breakfast the next day, getting a cab, going to the ferry place to go the Pinel Island, snorkling on Pinel Island, eating a very good cheeseburger and fries for lunch, went back to the hotel, ate leftover crepe from the night before, did a crossword, ate a great complementary breakfast the next day, sunbathed at the beach, went to Grand Case, found Grand Case mostly shut down because of the World Cup (Ticked me off), ate another cheeseburger and fries for lunch with a salad, got mobbed by flies, went back to the hotel, lazed around with another crossword, wet to Cheri's Cafe for dinner, laughed my ass off at the performance at Cheri's Cafe, went back late, ate a great complementary breakfast the next morning, swam/sunbathed at the beach, at some Luna Bars for lunch, went to Philipsburg, got my free one caret gem, got thingy for free diamond earrings, got free diamond earrings, ate falafel for an early dinner, went back to the hotel, swam in the ocean, packed, went out for dessert after, shared my grandmother's raw beef (Way better than it sounds), did a crossword, ate a great free complementary breakfast the next day, went swimming/sunbathing, saw a ton of old nude people walking up and down the beach, got ready for trip back, got minibus thing to the airport, long long long time getting to Detroit, got lost coming back from Detroit due to constuction, got back, fell asleep.
That's basically what happened. There are a ton of details but I'm not going to bore you with them.
Finished watching A Very Potter Musical. So that means that I have to adjust my list of cosorts and such:
I am going to have a group marrige with:
~Joe Walker (Voldemort in A Very Potter Musical)
~Brian Rosenthal (Quirrel in A Very Potter Musical)
My Cosorts shall be:
~Basshunter (Nuff said)
~Zachery Quinto (As Spok, not as that dude in Heroes )
~Tom Felton (Again, nuff said)
~That one british dude on the cadimeran (Just cause I don't know his name doesn't mean we can't be together!)
Results from the poll Favorite Summer Activity
Sleeping: 100%
Reading: 100%
Electronics: 100%
Camps: 66%
Hanging out with Friends: 100%
Three people voted. It's a start!
Going to do a new poll, and end this riduculessly long post. Aren't you glad I didn't add the details about the trip?
I think I'm going to go and write after making the new poll.........
Okay, I'm going to end this now.
Really.
I am.
See?

Just got back from Greenrock

Okay I'm going to be leaving for the cottage soon so I don't have the time to say all that happened. So I'm going to put it all into one really big word: WeepingBeachLiquidNitrogenHitSquirrilsConversationsWithDucksHorrorStoriesAmazingFoodAndOfCourseAwesomeFriends. I think I left somethings out but whateves I'm in a rush. I wrote some cool poems (I'll post them later) and a Horror Story called Playtime that you can email me for. So I'm going to go soon so bye.

Zombieland

Okay, so this is going to be a thingy about a movie I saw so I'm gonna try to not give anything away, but you have been warned.
This weekend I was at my dad's and we went to the movie rental place and since my little sis was at a strings camp I got Zombieland, an R rated movie that I've been wanting to see. Then we went to the store and went shopping and I got nummy double chocolate muffins and brownies and death by chocolate ice cream and it was desicious. Anyway:
I LOVE ZOMBIELAND!!! It's amazing!! Okay, so the main guy is a nerdy dweeb but a hot one and I love Love LOVE those!! He's super cute and dorky but does a hero thing at the end and I love him!!! There's all these quotes in the movie that I love. My favorite is in the beginning and he goes "Mother fucker...." Cause the zombie just flew out of his front window and is coming after him again after he outran a couple other zombies and it's just the way he says it that I love.
So vote on the poll, and stay alive. If the Zombie Apocalypse happens any time soon, I wish you luck. I'm headed to Hollywood and Jesse Eisenburg!! Cause hey,end of the world, girls are gonna be in short supply. So...... *suggestive grin* Latters

I have Shamefully Neglected my Blog

I haven't written in a long long time, and I'm terribly sorry about that. There is no excuse. I'm just lazy, and summer just started.
So I finally talked to Cazzy on the GYC! It's been so long, cause they have a weird system in the UK and so she's starting college next year even thought she's like only a year older than me. She had a ton of exams, and is really stressed out. But we had a nice talk.
The results of the quiz: Out of the seven voters, 100% voted for haning out with friends, 2 people voted eating school lunches, and 2 people voted getting away from parents. Funny, no one voted that they liked to learn in school. Hmmmm.....
Anyway, I'm thirsty and am going to go get water. The girls have friends spending the night, so I probably won't sleep for a while. At least I'll be able to read the Greenrock book. Greenrock Writers Camp is next week and I'm excited! Latters

Rant based on a thing I wrote in Science today

While listening to Castles in the Sky, I started to write. Something like this:
What if there really are castles in the sky? Is that what people think Heaven is? On the surface people seem to be happy enough. But if you look closer you will see that it is only the rich and beautiful that are making merry.
No one sees the page, who's back is covered in bruises from an abusive mother. No one cares about the serving girl who spends each night in a different noble man's room, despretly trying to feed her family. What about the people in the dungeons, the ones who didn't bow when the lords and ladies walked by.
Why should they care? If anyone thinks of them at all, it is only to say that the lower class brought it upon themselves. It's the girl's fault that she has a family at the age of fifteen. Because the drunken duke who hauled her off to his chambers is not to blame. After all, this is paradise. People should get what they want. That is, people that matter.
This heaven isn't really a godly paradise. This is nothing more that an imitation of mortal life. A disguised hellhole, festering with despair and pain. The rich and beautiful are the ones that get the power. And why shouldn't they? It's not they're fault about what happens to others now is it?

I'm Boooooooored

Just a little FYI I'm bored so this might be a bit boring. Just yammerings of a freshman girl.
Has anyone else noticed that there are like fifty million new couples in the spring? You see them everywhere, in the hallways holding hands, making out in the stairwell, and just being all gooey eyed. Yuck. Well, if I had a partner, I probably wouldn't be going yuck, but since I don't I'm able to say that. Like when I get ticked off for people being really crazy and annoying in the hallways. I'm just a hypocrite like that.
Okay, so don't tell anyone, but I might be getting a Saturday school. Today I found out that if you have two cell phone offences that you get a Saturday school. And I took a detention for a friend cause it wasn't her fault that her phone was confascated (It's actually true, she wasn't using it at the time) and so I took the blame. But a couple months ago I got detention for texting in class. So if the people look, they will be able to get me in Saturday school. And that really won't work for me. Cause this Saturday I have a job interview and the next I'm taking the ACT (Don't I sound like a model citizen?).
The choir girls are so distractable, I swear. It's like they're ADHD on steriods. And yes, I'm a choir girl too, and yes, I'm also like ADHD but whateves. They still have yet to get the whole story out of me!! Mwahahahahhah!!
I'm really getting into Trance music. Like the new artist I like is Ian Van Dahl. She's not as hot as Basshunter, but I like her songs. My favorite song (for now) is Castles in the Sky, like I said in the last post. Here's a snippit:
Do you ever question your life?/
Do you ever wonder why?/
Do you ever see in your dreams../
all the castles in the sky////
Is that awesome or what?? You better say awesome.
And thank you for voting on my newest poll! It's ending Next week, so if anyone has any new ideas should comment or email me at Fang910@gmail.com . Or just talk to me at school. Whatever works best for you.
So I'm going crazy cause of mosquito bites, so I'm going to go. So Yeah. Like, Latters

Stuff #1

Ugg Mother Nature is soooooooooo flipping unfair. I mean, really, why do girls have to have periods?? And why do they have to suck so effing much?? It's super unfair. Cause it feels like somone stabs you in your lower back and then twists the rusty serated dagger for the next couple of days. During that time your intestines get squeezed out. And don't even get me started on hymens and pregnancy and childbirth! Guys have no idea of how lucky they are....
So I think that my mom is trying to sabatagh my diet. You know, the diet that's suppost to work really well. The one that you try to eat as little as possible. I'm trying to slim down for the summer, so that when I wear my bathing suit peoples' eyes don't get burned out of their sockets. And then my mom goes out and buys chocolate covered pretelzes and taquitoes and nummy cereal and other stuff. Like dark chocolate ice cream. That stuff is goooooooood. But I'm trying to be good. Like I got celery and plan on eating that tomorrow. Did you know that it burns more calories digesting than taking in?
So I'm listening to my new favorite song. It's called Castles in the Sky by Ian Van Dahl. It's really fun cause it's electronica.
My LA group is NOT helping me with the project, and I'm so so so glad that it got moved to Monday cause originally it was due tomorrow. I just finished the script, so we have to find a place to film, film, and then I need to edit. One dude has to get music for it, and others need to get the other stuff done. I know I sound like a diva, but I'm in charge but the others aren't doing anything and leaving most of it up to me. If I was in a group I liked, then maybe it wouldn't be so bad, but I got lumped in with the leftovers, as usual. The rest of my friends all made their own group and then later were like "You should have joined our group" and I'm like "Yeah but you guys all ready had the maximum amount of people in it". It pisses me off cause a couple of my really good friends are in that group.
Mom is driving me crazy, my little sis is super annoying, and my stepdad is hardly around except sometimes at dinner. But he's always there when I need to get punished. Don't get me wrong, he's a great guy, and he's helped me out a ton of times when me and mom are ripping each other's throats out (See earlier post). He's a total stickler for rules though, which rather sucks cause I have a streak in me. Not sure what it is yet, and I'm not going to be super dramatic and say that it's a "rebellious strea" but yeah.
That was my random stuff. It was nice to rant a little. Don't forget to do the quiz!

Confused

I'm confused about things. And it's weird so yeah.
Yankee Springs was very nice, and I just wish that we had come up Friday instead of Saterday. Didn't get enough sleep so I'm going to be exausted this week. Fun. Yeah. Not much to talk about. Sorry this is such a boring post but I'm confused and got a lot on my mind, not much of which I can share. So yeah. Bye.

The First Poll is closed and the votes are in!

Okay this is gonna be super quick cause I have stuff to do like my LA project. So the results are: Out the the three votes, there were 2 votes for Percy Jackson, 2 votes for Harry Potter, and 1 vote for Eragon. Check out the new poll, and vote! Let your voice be heard! If you have any suggestions, send them over. BTW, I'm listening to music other besides Basshunter. It's compicated

Feeling better now

Not really sure why I'm still online, except for a desire to avoid the dishes I must wash and French I must conjugate. Anyway, I'm feeling better than when I wrote the last post, but some parts of life still suck.
Ugggg I hate the heat. The only things I like about summer are the sleeping in and camps. Actually, that might make a good quiz. Cause there's a quiz that's ending. Brb.
Okay I'm back. But I should probably go soon cause I have dishes and stuff. Grrrrrrr.......... Don't you hate being responsible sometimes?
Oh oh oh!! I remember wanting to blog about this last night but it was too late. So my mom has been pushing me to fill out job applications, and so it's ten at night, and I'm doing job things while my mom is on facebook playing games. I just thought that it was rather humorus that the teenager is doing work while the adult is playing games.
So I find that I'm growing rather tired of Basshunter. GASPGASPGASP I wonder how that worked out, the whole typing in GASP cause it's weird. I mean, I'm still in love with him, but I think that we're losing intrest. He doesn't pay enough attention to me, and I find myself drawn to others. Like this really hot guy thats in a science class with several of my friends. He's a preppy though, which makes it like Impossible for us to like even meet. No, I'm not steryotyping, but be logical. What would hot popular has-girls-fawning-over-him-guy see in me, a fat ugly queer little freak? Just saying.
And then there's Cute Percussion Guy. He doesn't have a name, but he's really cute. And a percussionist. And a guy. Need I say more?
I gtg and do dishes. Blah

Why I hate life Post #1

I'm calling this post #1 cause I'm pretty sure this won't be the last.
So a ton of crap happened last night, you know, the yelling, name calling, suicide threats, the norm. It started as nothing much. My mom has been telling me to fill out job applications for weeks, and there are some job openings at a couple libraries. So I'm filling them out, and she's hovering over my shoulder, saying things like "Say you're fluent in French (A class I'm getting a C in, that's why there's no Facebook remember?)" And "You can do power points!" You know, stuff that looks good but I really can't do. Which escalated into yelling, name calling, when I started crying. Being called a bitchy spoiled brat by your mom is kinda self confidence destroying. I go up to my room to cry, something that I haven't done in a long time, and mom follows me up, still yelling.
So I go downstairs, and I start yelling back at her. Like about how she always say's "Talk to me Anna! I don't understand you because you never talk to me!" But when I start talking to her she would then yell "Stop being so bitchy! You're acting like a spoiled brat!" And I try to tell her that when you're upset you don't really sound like a sugar drop princess when you're spilling your feelings of rage and sadness and abandonment and depression. Then I get Cell phone/Computer privileges/TV/MP3 taken away.
Most of my friends in choir are quitting next year, and the Teacher, who has been one of my favorite teachers, is retiring. Me and a friend started to like cry when he told us today. I'm a fat, ugly, queer loser who's friends only hang around because they pity her. I'm going to get horrible grades all my life, never get into collage or get a good job, and will end up living in my parent's basement. Isn't life wonderful?

Gaylandia

I love Love LOVE being a codictator in Gaylandia. Here's a link if you're interested in learning more about it. http://gaylandialaws.blogspot.com/ If u read it, u'll understand how amazing it is. Nuff said.
I love Basshunter, but now I have a fiancée nicknamed Cazzy. She's amazing and we're going to elope and move to Gaylandia asap. And then have a big wedding there, where I'm codictator/queen. Lolz I love Gaylandia

I'm Loving the GYC

Okay, I know it's a statment of the obvious, but guys are weird. Like, I'm talking to them on the GYC and it's sooooooo obvious that they are a differnt species. Just wanted to say that.
Speaking of the GYC, I am now the Codictator Queen of Gaylandia. My Codictator is King, username ledzepp. Law #1 If u are straight, u get taxed. Law #2 Lady GaGa is against the law. And it is a democratic Dictatorship. To quote my partner "It's democratic because you vote, and it's a dictatorship because 2 people decide what to do" Lolz he's awesome. It's a non-sexual relationship, us being on either side of the country and him being gay.
I'm going back to chatting, I'm distracted. I love Basshunter.

Analyzing the System

So I'm at Mothers Day dinner with my family and I'm talking about our school (Don't ask me I don't know how) And I say something about preppy people and everyone is like "DON'T JUDGE PEOPLE!!" and I'm like "YOU DON'T KNOW THEM" and they're like "NEITHER DO U!!" And them I'm trying to explain and it's all frustrating. Sorry chatting on GYC brb.
I really don't care for super crowded rooms, and as it gets later the rooms are packed. So I'm back to typing for my blog. I mean, I met some rather nice guys, but it just gets so crowded.
Anyway, I was talking to my family about how I tend to classify people. Preppy, jocks, jerks, nerd, emo/goth, u know. And they start yelling at me. What I wish they would understand is that I'm not saying they are the stereotype, but that they fall in the general category. Like animals. Preppiticus Americus was my example. Not all cats live in the jungle and roar, or all gorillas bang on their chests and rip off human limbs. They just are under the umbrella, more closely related to each other than to fish. Like how preppy people are more alike than they are to the nerds. My dealings with various specimens let me cobble together an image, and each new sample I collect is compared and then placed in it's own category.
Like there are super jock preps, shopaholic preps, nerdy preps, bitchy preps, and nice but still preppy preps. Just like different species, they all are in the same family. There are stoners, failouts, skater, hardcore, music junkies, that all fit under Goth/Emo. Most of my friends are nerds, similar to nerdy preps, but both are more closely related to others of their own family to each other. Some species tend to be more hos til than others. The preppy family as a whole is more aggressive, as are hardcore goth/emos.
I wish that people would understand this, rather than judging me. They're yelling at me because I analyze the system, while placing me under the label "Judgemental". Excuse me, but have you realized what you're doing? By not listening to me, you yourself are becoming the very thing that u are accusing me of being. You think I don't take the time to get to know people? Because I don't walk up to strangers and say "Hi I'm about to make an image of you to carry with me for years, what would you like me to think" but instead observe and draw my own conclusions from years experience?
Years upon years of being called "lesbo, dyke, fat, stupid, ugly, bitch, slut, ho, whore, cunt, fag, homo, queer, 'big man', liar", being kicked, hit, slapped, punched, taunted, chased, humiliated while teachers stand by, watching. Years and years of meeting my best friends, who keep me through all of this when there were times when I just wanted to wrap a belt around my throat or chug a bottle of Ibprofen. Years of torture that still go on to this very day. And you say I'm the bad person to tell you what I think of people?






P.S. I love Basshunter

I'm less sick but still have to stay at home

I just took my temputature and it's only 99 Degrees!! Whooooooo! Still can't go to school but I'm getting there! Comparied to Monday's 100.5ish, Tuesday's 99.5, Thursday's 99.6, I'm getting there!! The average human body temputatre is 98.6 degrees, only .4 more to go! Then I shall be able to go to school and recive massive amounts of makeup work. That I'm not looking foreward to as much. But I AM looking foreward to seeing my friends cause I miss them but don't want to infect them with this type of flu thingy. In other news, me and my sister are going to my dad's this weekend, which will be my first time in the new apartment (mentioned in earlier post) since I first saw it. I'm going to go now and see if I can find anything to eat. Wish me well! The comments of my readers will warm my heart. Cheerio!

I'm still Sick

Nough said. I'm not feeling good, probably won't be able to go to school tomorrow. Better than yesterday, but still not good. Having trouble breathing. But at least I can eat today. I'm gonna go watch CSI now. Bye bye

I'm sick

I'm sick with some sort of flu. It really sucks cause I wasn't able to sleep through the night. And I was all achy but I had to stay under that blankets and sweat it out. Now I'm still kinda cold and dizzy. I was waiting for my temperature to go back to normal, so now I'm going to go test my temperature again. So latters readers. Post Later

I love th GYC

The GYC is the Gay Youth Corner, a website for queer youth from across the world. It's really fun to talk to kids from everywhere. Like right now I'm talk to this guy from Canada, and there are chat rooms where people from everywhere talk in. Like the UK, AU, USA, everywhere. It's amazing to talk to people from all over the world and get to know each other. And even you can also find people that live around you. It's just a ton of fun to talk to other people who know what you are going through. There's not many people at my school who I can relate to, and even fewer who really accept me. It's just amazing. I'm repeating myself, so I'm just going to post this and get back to chatting. Latters

IDK

I don't know if I'm going to stop writing, cause my mom is now blocked, and I love my blog. I shall have to think some more on it.
I'm missing Marwood, and wish that I was back there. I can't believe that I'm going to be a 4th year!! It's going to be my last year and it's depressing. But I can live without Marwood now, not like before.
I don't know if I've said this before, but I love love love the movie Kids in America. It's about a bunch of teenagers rebelling against a dictator principal who restricts their freedom of speech. Awesome love plot. Really sweet school wide makeout scene where they rebell against the homophobic dictator and kiss someone of the same sex reguardless of sexual orientation. Look it up on Youtube if you think it would be interesting.
One of the things I was most looking foreward to do in high school was the GSA (Gay Straight Alliance) and it really sucks that they canceled it. I mean, sure, keep quiz bowl, but kick out the queers, eh Mr. I'm-a-homophobic-jerk-that's-an-overbearing-principle?? Soooooo glad he's retiring this year. I've only been here since september, and I already don't like him at all. Jeeze, he gave me a detention for throwing chip crumbs at my friend for sining the safety dance song. And I had had B-lunch at the time so that my 4th hour is split in half around my lunch, so when I was waiting for him to see me I missed the 2nd half. Finally, when 5th hour had started, I went to the secretary and said "The principle wanted to see me" and she goes "why not a vice principle?" and I say "He said to see him" and she said "why?" and I said "Cause I thew chip crumbs at my friend" and she says "then why don't you see a vice principle?" and I say "cause he wanted to see me personally" and she says "why?". Finally, after like 10 min of this (I'm getting pretty pissed) she says, "why don't you go see his secretary? she's forgetfull though" So I got a detention (even though he had forgotten about me). Grrrrrrrrr
That was back right before winter break. Now it's like 1 1/2 months until summer. I can't wait to go to camps and sleep and have no homework!! But that's a long ways away. Anyway, I love Basshunter, he is a sexy sexy beast, and I'm going to go. So bye bye, vote on my polls, comment, give ideas or something, anything. I want fresh Ideas. Latters

Mom can really piss me off

So I'm just you know, typing around when I see that my mom has started to follow my blog. That pissed me off a tone. I love this blog, but I was really going to shut it down. It was the Bullshit my mom was spouting about "It's for my protection" that really got to me. I'm still not sure whether or not to cut my blog. I love it, but I won't have my mom following my every movement. I'm too distracted by CSI to write anymore, but if I do decide to stop writing I'll do one last post. I promise. Still lovin on Basshunter

First Post after Marwood Reunion

I'm back!! I know, I know, you guys like died with out my amzing words to get you through the day. Lolz.
Anyway, I did behave myself at Marwood. Mostly. Since I think that all my steady readers go to my school, I'll tell you guys there cause I don't want to blab about my slip ups all over the internet. If you don't go to my school and want to know, email me at Fang910@gmail.com .
While at Marwood, I really got to know this one guy. He was a forth year so this was his last year at Marwood, and even though I kinda knew him before this, this weekend I talked to him a lot. He's super sweet, nice, very smart, attractive (Not in a really traditional way, but has an amazing face with high cheekbones and a strong jawline, plus beautiful eyes. And a great body, not too buff, but not just bones), sensitive...... and has a girlfriend. He's amazingly loyal, I'm pretty sure I would have caved in last night but he didn't. Sigh. If only he didn't live all the way in Nashville, I could actually see him. He's orginially from Illinois so he doesn't have that stupid accent thank FSM.
One of my friends, Tyler, lolz, we had a LOT of fun with him. First, we just got a couple of guys and started to put makeup on them. We even got one of the counolors, which was super funny cause he's gay and his partner is also a counseler there. We straigtened his hair as well as one of my other guy friends, Collin, who's hair is like as long as mine and like curly/wavy. Lolz the counseloer's partner's reaction was super funny and he like practically ran away when we tried to get him to get made over too. Anyway, back to Tyler. So after we started putting makeup on him, I noticed that he had a kinda unibrow. So I had a pair of tweezers in my bathroom bag, so I pulled them out and got to work. In no time at all he had beautiful sculpted eyesbrows, long lush lashes, rosy cheeks, and shimmery lips.
Then we really got going. Somewhere we found a skirt and got him to agree to wear it. A little while later a ton of us decided to go to the playground next door and like play Man-Overboard. Tyler and and one of the girls decided not to play and say on a bench talking. There were also a couple of kids on the playground, and when they saw him they like started for a minute, then pointedly turned and walked away. There was also this really mean and rude kid that called me an old fart and a baby and to shut up and get out of his way. I was offened, and so were the other Marwoodians cause he was also very rude to them too. Then there was this dad. Okay, so while we're playing a couple of little kids joined in too (Better than some of us!) and this one girl did something, I forget what, but I yell, "I'm gonna get you!" So I close my eyes and count really fast then go running on the playstructure after her. Then this old dude was like "NO RUNNING WHEN THERE ARE LITTLE KIDS HERE IF YOU WANT TO RUN GO SOMEWHERE ELSE SOMEONE COULD GET HURT" It was very rude.
Jeeze, sorry, keep getting off topic. After we came back and the third years had a dissusion on what the t-shirt colors of next year would be I went back into the main room and was like "Dude he needs a bra." So we get a bra and stuff it with a mixture of tissues, socks, and boxers. Then we get a tight fitting low gut v-neck shirt (My grey with rainbow design patterened one) and put it on. And wonder of wonders, he looks like he has boobs! So we get pictures together, get some jewlery, then teach him how to walk, and parade him around. It was quite fun.
Later we were all goofing off and one of my guy friends who like to majorly sag dared me to pants him, saying that I couldn't....... He sure looked funny hopping around with his pants on his ankles. Then Tyler (who's wearing boxers under the skirt) get skirted-and his boxers come down too! No one really saw anything, cause he dropped to the ground and pulled up the skirt. Then later, when we were all in a circle and playing a sleepy game of truth-or-dare, my friend Laura came in and started cracking up. When we asked what was so funny, she said that in the other room they were having a dance-off, and in here we were having a pants-off. Lolz
Well, I'm going to conclued this very long post with telling about how I absolutly love Basshunter and I'm going to do one of his songs for my 4th year song. Sigh. I am going to miss Marwood so much. Latters, peaceout, farewell.

Last Post before Marwood Reunion

I'm probably going to make this very short.
This year, I'm going to be good at the reunion. Because of my, ahem, behavior, during the year 2009, I'm going to be good this year. Mostly. Lolz, jk. Kinda. Sigh.
Wow. I can't think of anything else to write. Wow. Except that I still love love love Basshunter. Now I'm going to go. Latters. I shall miss thee

WAHAHHAHAHHEHEHAHAHAHEHEHAHEHEOAHOAHEOAEHOH

I FINALLY MANAGED TO OPEN THE MICROWAVE DOOR BEFORE IT WENT BEEEEEEEEP! I'm like super siked cause I opened it before the beep but after all the time was up. I've never done that before. Now I'm going to go and eat soup and watch the 5th Harry Potter. I am still loving Basshunter. I miss you my readers.

The Post of The Day

Going to make this super short kk? So today was interesting, actually, kinda boring. I'm typing up the story that was written in in a jornal (I've said that earlier, I'm still working) Sorry that I'm kinda desracted but we're watching a slide show of D.C. pictures. Jeeze I wanted to say something, but I've totally forgotten it. Icky. It was really funny 2. Oh well. My mom got her hair flat ironed so normally it's curly but it's straight and weird. We have strawberries with suger and ice cream! It was very nummy. I might post latter, when I remember. Sorry it's so short, but I want to watch pictures. Sorry that I"m not being very dedicated. I still Adore Basshunter, and love to write, but I'm destracted. So latters, peace out, stay in school, make love not war. Farewell

Not exactly sure why I'm posting, just really bored I guess

So I'm sitting here, watching Harper's Island on Netflix (We get it on the tv now. Isn't that psychedelic?) I'm actually getting kinda bored of watching it. Jeeze, never thought I'd say that. I usually love it. The whole people-trapped-on-an-island-getting-killed-off-one-by-one thing. I actually wrote a story like that a while ago, called the The Silent Forrest. The people that liked it said it was disturbing, the people that didn't like it never said anything again. Mwahahahhaha! I mean, jk. If you want it you can email me. Or comment. Whateves.
It sucks that my writing partner has left me and gone off to Florida. Blarg. I was glad that at least we could text, but then my mom had to borrow my phone so I can't even do that. So now all my ideas are just bouncing around in my head and I can't check with her on what would work with her plans. Ah well, she'll be okay. I mean, what harm can I do? All I really do is mix up love lives, kill off major charators, and generally cause chaos. Just the way I like it. Lolz.
I'm hungry, and I want ice cream, but the only type we have is Coffee. Yuck. It's just me and my sister here, and I'm bored. Bring me ice cream, my minions. Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeam! Then I can num on it. Nummy nummy num num num. Sigh. I'm going to go die of ice cream withdrawl. After finishing Harper's Island. Peace

First Post after D.C.

Hey my beloved minions (and other random readers), I'm so so so sorry that I haven't been posting these last couple of days but I've been busy! Well, okay. Maybe I was being a lazy bum too, but thats not the point! The point is that I'm posting now.
The trip was AWESOME! I loved going to most of the museams, but I loved the National Gallery of Art the most. Especially the East Building. The East Building has the modern art and some sculptures. My faverite one was a giant mobile, it was HUGE! You don't fully apreciate it until you see it in person, but it's amazing. That's the kind of thing I wanted to do when I went through my artist faze. My step dad and the kids were at the Air and Space Museam instead, so we (me and my mom) actually had some peace and quiet. We saw some of the most famous paintings in America like the self portate of Van Go, not the one with the hat but the one were he's all serious and intense and red headed. Then we saw a ton of Monet's, pronounced Mo-Nay, famous paintings, which I rather like. I was also siked to see a Jackson Pollock, this painter that specializes in splatter painting, a style I enjoy.
But part of the vacation sucked cause I got sick and like died. I had a sore throat, Wensday I had to miss out on the zoo :( cause I had a sore throat, fever complete with achy legs, and was dead tired. Then it was a sore throat with a cough, the a cough, and then a really bad cough. That's why I missed school yesterday. But when we went to the docter he said I wasn't really contagious so I had to go to school and then he prescribed these meds that are the size of horse pills. I mean, wtf? I wish that I could have stayed home today as well. Yesterday was very nice, I watched Harper's Island all day long, after finishing a CSI and Confesions of a Shopaholic. But it was nice to see all my friends after not seeing them for like 2 weeks.
Jeeze this turned out to be a long post! I went through my playlist! Btw, it's compleatly composed of Basshunter. He's lasted a really long time compared to the other music i've listioned to in the past. I think he's a keeper! I mean as something to listion to 24/7, I'll love him forever <3!! So peace out, rock on, and I'll post sometime soon, kk? Keep on keepin on. Latters.
Basshunter <3!

Last Post before D.C.!

This is THEE LAST POST before I leave for Washington D.C. So I won't be writing until next Saterday at the very earliest. Unless my step dad brings his laptop and I can talk him into letting me use it (not Likely) I'm going to miss writing on this blog a ton. What ever shall my poor minions do without me?? Lolz.
I had to go shopping tonight cause Gracie, mon petit chein, chewed up my only pair of balck flipflops. *GASP! THE HORROR!* There is only one place in the world to get flipflop. Old Navy. So while I was there I also got a pair of leggings, but it's depressing that all the junior leggings were to big, so I had to get some in the girls section. I know I'm short, but it's rather irritating to get reminded like that.
Today has been a rollorcostar, with five of us getting our hair done, my brother puking, me and my mom having a fight, and all the other crap. But tomorrow we set out! Even if I'd rather stay home on the computer. Whateves.
I should probably go and pack. We're leaving at quartar to eight, and I haven't even started.......... Yikes. So I'm going to go now. Fare Thee Well, My Minions, and other random readers! I shall miss thee!

Join me, my Minions!

Okay so I've looked through my posts and seen that about 6 people have actually read my blog (take that froglove217 !) But I only have 2 minions. Which kinda sucks. But snapplause for my minion. Like I said in a comment, signing up earns you snapplause and honerable mention. I gtg, sorry it's so short. Latters.

Jeeze is this becoming a Daily thing Now?!

I have had a vote!! So thank you, my minion. I'm pretty sure that this is now an online diary, but read by others. Hmmmmm...... Whateves. I tell people just about everything so I don't really have any deep dark secrets. Well, yeah, but like no one, NO ONE, except one friend, knows. I'm gonna stop before I blurt it out.
Spent this afternoon working at my Grandma's. Yard work. Have I mentioned that I really like being on roofs? Well, I do. I rather enjoy being up high and looking down below with s nice breeze and sun. Except when the shingles are like super hot and my fet are just about burned off. That kinda sucks. Then I cut these grass bushes that gave me cuts all over my hands and forearms. My feet two. Ouch.
My grandma now has a gmail accouunt. So she can follow my blog. Love you 2 Grandma.
So we're celebrating my step dad's bday today cause we're going to be in D.C. on his real birthday. That means bananna splits for dinner! Nummynummynum! I love to consume my weight in calories (which is a considerable sum).
I better get going, cause of the story that me and my friend wrote that needs to be typed. I barely dented it last night. AND I typed for like 2 flipping hours!! So I better stop writing this blog and publish so I can get typing the story. So latters ya'll. Peace.

Quicky thingy

Kk so I'm just doing this really fast so that I can get back to writing this story that me and a friend have been writing. It was first written during school in a journal, mostly during (Which might be why I was flunking Science......... shh). I've been meaning to do this for a while but now that we started on the secound journal I can't put it off any longer.
Speaking of Science, I think I might actually pass. Last test I got an 82%, compared to the like 65% I'd been getting. Today we had a short test/quiz and I think that I passed very well. I'd say aced, but don't want to tempt fate. Shoot, I was going to say something but forgot...................... Aha! Okay, so some of the test answers that me and my friend had (We're in the samw science class) we so blatently incorrect that we think that the teacher might be switching the answers. But the joke became more real when I took a test in pen and passed (See above). So idk, whateves, i'm taking tests in pen from now on.
I would like to give a round of snapplause for my newest minion *snapplause* Now I must return to writing, and adoring Basshunter!! Latters

Deciding to do this post thingy

So i'm kinda worried that this blog will turn into a diary thing, like my actual (very neglected) diary, or my math notebook. Whateves.
Today was interesting, with stuff. My friend from Minnisota visisted for the past couple of days, and it was awesome to see her again. I studied with my tutor. Okay, grammar sucks to begin with, but why did the French have to go an make it all femine and masculine? I mean, seriously??
After school we went shopping for cloths for the spring break trip to D.C. At the store, there were these guys waiting at the counter and I maybe sorta kinda was checking them out, when they started swearing. I'd be a total hypocrit if I said that swearing was bad, but cussing in a public store with a todler standing a few feet away is really a stupid thing to do.
Listoining to Basshunter(<3!) and it's still as awesome as ever. Gotta type up this story that me and one of my friends are writing together (It totally rocks). If you have any comments, my single reader, then pleeze put some down. I'm dying for company! Latters

Very bored and Random Stuff

Watching CSI, and theres like NOTHING to eat in this flipping house! Theres this commercial running, the one with the BK King stealing McDonald's egg mcmuffin thing. I'd like an egg mcmuffin.......................... Or something to eat, food would be preferable. I really really really want CSI to come back, but it's not back yet which ticks me off. DUDE DON'T THEY HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO SHOW BUT FASTFOOD COMMERCIALS?!? Oh wait, insurance. Who doesn't love that? Oh wait, it's back. Yay! Kk I might write later, but don't count on it. Sorry.

Duuuuuuuuuuude

Hey it's me. I haven't written in forever, but it's not totally my fault. REALLY, it's not. I've been banned for a while, and well, maybe just kindasorta maybe forgot about this, a tiny bit. Oh well, bygones will be bygones. ANYWAY, several new things have happened in my life.
1. I have fallen in love. With a Swedish musisian. He does music under the name Bass hunter, but his real name is Jonas Altberg. I'm going to marry him. I was GOING to marry Zachery Quinto (Spock in the new Star Trek) but he got knocked down. So to clarify:

~ I'm going to marry Basshunter
~ My consorts shall be:
* Zachery Quinto (See above)
* Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy)
* Ryan Reynolds (Andrew from The Proposal)
Any questions?
2.My dad and his girlfriend decided that they are going to not live together for a while. This doesn't mean that they are breaking up, it's just, well, complicated. But we're moving out of her house and into this new apartment that I really don't like. It's in this huge complex, and the view is over woods, but theres this fence, and garbage everywhere. Sigh. Plus this missing space inbetween cabinates. It sucks.
3. Last night I saw _How to Train your Dragon_. It's AMAZING! I recommend to anyone that might be reading this (so like, no one) That they should see it. I'm kinda biased, but still. Dragons, misunderstood viking teenagers, hot warrior chics, what's not to love?
I better finish this crazy long post and actually post it, cause i'm about to get auto kicked off. How much does that suck? Well, till I remember I have a blog, This is Pantherpelt, signing off.