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