2008

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! (in 4 hours...)

My resolutions:
-draw a comic
-read more
-write more
-try not to get too depressed
-try not to lie (as much...)
-try not to let family drive me insane
-keep my stuf organized (haha! Wait, you're serious?)

the last three are the most important but probably the most unrealistic in my opinion.

Anyway, Happy New Year to everyone, start practicing writing 08

Twighlight

Edward dies doesn't he Simone?

DOESN'T HE?!?

I feel hallow now.

Because I think:
A/crazy is contagious
B/I'm being tormented by fictional male book characters

Thank god for childish wimpering. My skill is unrivaled!! Kidding Simone, Kidding...

I've had so many dreams that are filled with brown or black haired boys. Pale boys with gold eyes, they all have gold eyes! And in several books that include uncanny characteristics between the heroine and I the boys are always like this, and they end up being a vampire, or a werewolf, or even another Wiccan at best. But I know I cna't ever have anyone like this. Anyone. And now I kind of get why SImone would cry about Fang and Micheal and most recently Edward Cullen. I think thats why I write, to make a life where I DO meet these wonderful boys. Lately I'm sure it'll just make me sad because... I'll never meet them.

*semi-hyperventilation in attempt to thwart tear*

*...un manipulative wimper...*

...Wimper...

Alright I have to stop.

Because I know Simone won't show me the other blog, even if I don't care that she may be insane.

...I need larping...

...stupid larping obsession...

...stupid general obsessions...

...will go read Twighlight now even though I'm quite sure it will not ease my depression...

Simone, You Demon Child

WHY MUST YOU KEEP THAT BLOG SECRET!!!??

My schedule for the next amount of time until SImone gets here is:
-Finish watching this episode of Monk
-Read Twighlight for an extreme amount of time
-Sleep (possibly)
-Wake up
-Shower
-Eat (if I feel like it)
-Clean everything up so mom can't get mad and it'll be clean for Simone
-Read Twighlight until Simone arrives

Youch. Some older guy on Monk just got stabbed in the chest by one of those sharp things you stick notes on to. (just found out it is called a spindle)

Anyway, need to finish this episode so I can read. Night for know.

Whimsical, huh?

Isn't my blog all whimsical now? It's pretty :) I think it is sufficient for now.

Anyway:
Auntie Ilsa left and Simone is coming over tomorrow for a sleep over. I made out like a bandit at Christmas, book cards, books, t-shirts, witch supplies, drawing supplies. Lots of fun, I've drawn at least 5 pictures so far (will be placed on Dev. Art soon) I have to finish Twighlight because
A/ Simone won't stop bugging me!
B/ Have to see Simone's new "secret" blog (demon child...)
C/ The book is good and I want to read it (well besides the fact that so far Edward Cullen is generally pissing me off)

My left hand looks really wounded because I was testing a purple marker on it and it looks all bruised and burned now. It's just ink anyway...

Soo, see you later!

...pretty blog :)...

BW

"Blog Work"

I'm renovating my blog so it doesn't look so depressing, and also so I can add some other features like music and stuff (hopefully).

WIll take care of that soon, stay tuned for changes!!

So...Tired...

I'm exhausted!!

We had to go pick up Auntie Ilsa at 9:00PM on a school night, particularly the one BEFORE MY MATH FINAL!!! We didn't get home until freaking 12:30!
*snarl*

And now Monique and Sophia are fussing about how they have to pick stuff up for Ora coming tomorrow.

Mom and Ilsa went shopping HOURS ago, where the heck are they?!?!

History: Comp lab, stupid NHD! I don't have the bibliography done and I'm just too tired to do it.

Math: Final! Think I did alright, can't have gotten anything lower than a B (hopefully...)

Lang: Started Roll Of Thunder movie, horrid.

PE: Cricket, though it was muddy and raining

Lunch: sat on the benches (johnson closed for meeting) with an ever accumlating group of misfits. I swear I'm like a magnet, I can't be that nice can I?
lunch group= Simone, me, Corinne, Samantha, Greg, Josh, and Jordyn. We took up two whole benches! None of us even know each other that well! (with the exception of Simone/me and possibly Greg/Josh)

Science: No work, watched Surfs Up movie

Aide: nearly fell asleep on tests I was supposed to be grading thanks to sleep deprivation.

Came home and lolligagged on homework. Finally listened to entire MCR cd. New Favorite Song: Teenagers
Went to stupid winter concert that monique turned out not to even be in!! Stupid squirrel girl...
Came home and finished homework as well as cleaned. One upside of today? Found my swiss army knife!

Current State: Tired, worrying, agravated, hungry, conflicted

Reading: Nothing
Eating: nothing
Drinking: air
Listening to: Brain dematerializing in skull

PS: Simone, would you like me to put your blog in my links column? Good Night.

10 Minutes

There are only ten minutes to the bell so here it goes...

To clarify, the figh on fr. was about something else, I never actually confessed my 69% (yes I'm a horrible person). I have a math final tomorrow, AAHH!!! But I have a b in math, soon to be raised to a b+ , and depending on my final score possibly raised to an a (Yes!!!!)

Stuff to do
-clean up rooms (specially playroom) before mom gets home
-remove anything from playroom that may need before auntie ilsa comes
-do homework
-study for final
-practice guitar
-Yule?!!?

all of that is extremely important and must be taken care of ASAP

and bear with me on spelling, I'm typing in warp speed here.
5 min. Left
It's been raining all day which is awesome (besides my toes being frozen and all)

Mamo sent me some AWESOME christmas gifts:
-the coolest outfit ever seen, will try to get a pic up
-reflexology kit
-tarot set
-guitar hero III (truthfully I don't care about GHIII that much but Monique and sophia love it so I'll share)

I need to get a better video card for my laptop so I can play it though (thas right, pc version). Anyway, only like 2 min. left so I have to go. BYE!

Reading: Nothing
Eating: nothing
Drinking: Air
Listening to: my thoughts, typing, and mrs. bostroms class.

Festive, eh?

She still yelled a ton but what's done is whats done. I think I'll stop complaining about it now.

After that we went and got our christmas tree. I got to use this crazy sharp knife and I loved it, I'm weird like that. Fire, sharp knives? Fun (being they're not hurting me).
Todays schedule:
-sweep up leaves and wash down tree holder.
-go to haircut
-bookstore
-put up lights
-work on math

anyway, see you later.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Reading: Princess in Training: Meg Cabot
Eating: nothing
Drinking: air
watching: ben 10
listening to: tv

Why bother.

Why bother to do anything? We're all going to die anyway...
"but the point is to make a difference before that happens"
*depressed side sends a rock flying at hopeful side, causing minor, reparable concussion.*

Hello. Well I really don't feel like doing anything because I'm sure my eardrums are going to pop in a couple hours. I had a B in Math, pending toward a B-, guess what I got on my last test? Come on, guess! That's right, I flunked it: a freaking 69%. Happy day! Now I probably have a C (I don't know for sure because Mr Pont doesn't post his grades and the computers were out due to a powerr outage. So he couldn't tell me.) I went in to talk to him to him during lunch but he wasn't the least bit helpful, plus the room was swarming with pesky "popular" kids, spraying perfume and being generally obnoxious.

History: Took a test, nothing special.

Math: flunked a test. Cried about it quietly. Thats right, ME, CRYING!! I never cry, ask anyone I know. I got tears all over the desk and felt kind of bad for he student goign to sit there next. To make matters worse I have a ton of weekend homework and a winter final on wed. next week. I hate school, mostly math.

Lang: nothing hapened. Almost started crying over previous failed test again.

PE: played cricket. Almost forgot about test.

Lunch: ate lunch with simone. Went to pont and got little to no help. Went into deserted bathroom to try and call mom and alert her of coming fail grade, no service on cell phone.

Science: took test, nothing special.

Aide: where I am now. Typing and knowing my weekend will suck to no end.

I won't have back up like a did last night with mom, it'll be my problem alone and my sisters will hate me for causing mom to get mad again and possible go off on them and everything else we've ever done.

Stupid kid in miss bostroms class just peeked over my shoulder. Jerk.

anyway, see you.

" and I just can't look, its killing me"

I lived

You'll never be able to bury me in that pink cocktail dress now Simone.

It turned out better because Monique, Sophia and I all had a common enemy: Mom's wrath. So we kept our heads and she was the only one who got upset.

I feel kind of numb. And I'll probably never be able get to sleep now.

I blame my varrying states of depression on lack of music, because lately when I listen to it, it makes me feel better.

"And the record won't stop skipping, and the lies just wont stop slipping, and we've signed our reputations on the line..." Are you stalking me or something FOB song writer?!
Others are just really funny "she likes the guys rockin' out to (something something), her cd changers full of singers that are mad at your dad!" Seriously, thats funny!

anyway, sorry to have scared anyone with my giant replay of earlier events. Good Night.

Too late

Many last thanks to Yosai on devart. It's too bad I never got to meet you neko~jackman, or you pewterrain. Good Luck.

Kill Me

Seriously, I'm about to have one of the WORST nights of my life. Although they all usually suck.

-What just happened several minutes ago? The fact that my family wants to kill each other much of the time and my life sucks like hell (pardon my french)blowing up in my face. Again. Heres how it went:
Sophia was on the computer doing homework, she got up for a moment to get something. Monique hopped on and decided she would check her email even though she still has homework. Monique shoved Sophia after she said something and Sophia started screaming about it (because she is rediculously over dramatic). I had been tuning my guitar, so I screamed for them both to stop. After some more heinous arguing on that stupid matter Sophia got the computer back. Monique came into the living room and Sophia came out to do another something. Sophia acted incredibly stupidly and jabbed Monique in the shoulder with her pencil as she passed. So I had to jump off the couch to basically save Sophia from Monique's homicidal rage. I shoved Monique back with my awesome were-person/adrenaline pumping/pms hormonal imbalance/13 year old powers and gave her arm a good tight squeeze while screaming at her to stop.
Unfortunetly Monique starts crying at even the slightest amount of pain so I let her up. Now Sophia was cowering somewhere on the couch as Monique started screaming "I HATE YOU SO MUCH!!! YOUR THE WORST SISTERS IN THE WORLD, YOU DONT EVEN CARE ABOUT ME AT ALL" which is all untrue. As Monique continues her rant and I keep screaming at her to some being such and itiot the worst possible thing happens: the phone rings. And god forbid it be someone like my dad or simone or something, nope. It's my mom. Isn't this story going so wonderflly freaking well so far?! ((and for sticklers on grammar and spelling? Get the freck over it because I'm still so worked up I'm lucky I can even type))So Monique snatches up the phone and starts wailing to mom how horrible we are and how I "nearly broke her arm" Oh yeah right monique, yeah right. So the following phone conversation includes me very quickly explaining to mom the story, monique throwing herself at my back so hard once that it still hurts, then monique using the phone to tell her side, then mom back on the phone with me screaming that she will deal with it when she gets home and we are not to say anything to eachother. That is why my night is goign to go from bad, to viciously awful.
I then buried monique in a world of (hopefully) emotional hurt as she proceeded with her bad, repetative comebacks.

"What is wrong with you!? You just had to start wailing to mom about how terrible we are and how mistreated you are! Didn't you, welp?" -me, obviously I get savagely pissed off real fast.
"Why are you so mean to me?! You don't care about me at all. I-HATE- YOUUUUUU!!!!" -said in a scream by monique. I'm proud to say after the phone call I didn't touch her, not once. I did scream in her face (once) and bombard her with logic, and spit at her (once, I missed), but I never layed a finger on that ungrateful she-wolf. Now we're all sitting silent, Monique in the back doing something I sicerely don't care about, Sophia hear doing her homework, and me blogging.

Unfortunetly I can't truthfully say I wouldn't care if she jumped in front of a bus or something. She's my sister. But I swear sometimes I get so sick of her I'd like to beat her to a pulp, but I'd never touch her face because I hate how face injuries look. But god how I HATE her sometimes, how I hate her...
I wouldn't even mind if mom beat us or something, in my opinion it would be better than her screaming at us all the time. My life is over. How did it get like this? I don't know...

If I'm still alive after the seething, scathing, homicidal, raucous yelling we will all get when we come home, I'll blog again.

If I die, Simone gets as many books as she wants, as well as all my witchcraft supplies. Simone is also to show my blog to my parents so they now how my life has been. Someone will need to get scaly published, and would someone please leave the maximum ride movie(s), blood and chocolate, and all the harry potter movies buried above my grave so I can veiw them in the summerland. Simone gets some of my christmas presents, orphans get the others. My laptop may be searched but under no circumstances may ANYONE cahnge any files, if so I will haunt them as a screaming banshee till the day they die. IMPORTANT: sign me up for organ donation immediately.

taking last breaths and hopin simone reads this soon -Flickering_Heart/Gabrielle: Loving sister and daughter, loyal friend, and animal lover. No crosses please, I'd like a pentagram on my headstone.

Rock

I feel better after several hours of alternative rock. Debbie should be picking us up soon for the play, Good Night

I knew it

I knew it. Monique started Mom off almost immeidiatly, Whoopee!! So naturally it got us involved and everytime this happens I get rather sick of my mother. She was obviously the perfect child! She kept her grades great, was an athlete, kept her room spotless, did what her mother told her to on command, never physically fought with her siblings (despite having two older brothers)and god forbid ever lie to ANYONE! Naturally she expects us to be extremely similar. Grrrr...

Anyway, i finished my homework and am goign to see Landen in the class act play of Beauty And The Beast. Bye again.

Its back...

Well I'm depressed again. Not much more to say about it.

History: starting to work on NHD projects, can barely find info on mine (stupid Molly Maguires)

Math: Read PD: 5 for some parts, mostly get what pont is talking about. We have test tomorrow that has apparently been on the board all week of last, though from my seat angle I can obviously not see that side of the board. Mid-Term thursday next week. Must cram, feel unprepared.

Lang. Arts: Who cares? Still boring...

PE: had a sub, played some cricket, Sammy Freidland is still really clingy but I cant tell her that, she is nice and doesn't have many friends. Brianne thinks these people end up with me because I am a nice person. THanks Brianne (no sarcasm, I italic sarcasm)

Lunch: Johnson club closed, Corinne sat with us. Simone is right she is somewhat mean, and very annoying.

Science: Why bother? Went over a worksheet, half-slept during several parts, of the class not the worksheet. Mr. Frederick is nice (weird in a not particularly good way) but he is not a good teacher.

Aide: Where I am right now. Typing.

I still have to patch my stupid pants. Mom will probably be all over us for not cleaning up, and Sophia and/or Monique will probably do something to start her off. I hope not, but at least they are being truthfull, even though keeping secrets is not technically lying.

Monique keeps calling me emo. Alone (an diwth family many times) I am I suppose, without the suicide thoughts. I don't really inflict pain on myself either, I'm not really careful so I get cut or bruised alot but I really never cover them or heal them. In fact I make them worse sometimes...

**sigh** anyway, bye for now

List

As pointed out by Simone:

Possible Suitor List

1. Vladamir Tod
2. Iggy
3. Micheal Moscovits

Happy? ;p

Also to Simone: UPDATE YOUR BLOG!

ZZZ

I am sooooo bored... It is unbeleivable how BORED i really am.

What's worse is that I keep feeling like I've forgotten to do something, evil paranoia...

List? Yes let us update the *ehem* List Of Possible Sutors
this is now in order of preference.

1. Vladimir Tod
2. Iggy

incredibly shorter now isn't it?

...now I'm bored again...

Ninth Grade Slays

YES!!! The book cover is finally out!



YAAY!!! It's so cool, the first book came out when i was in eigth grade and if I'm lucky this will come out when I enter 9th grade. I love Heather Brewer (but I love Vlad and Iggy more...)

Bad procrastinating! Bad! Back to homework.

Erg

Erg, it is 9:40 now and I still haven't finished my homework!! >:( I hate politics and such, so annoying and BORING!!!! I don't really care about it! Must finish homework, bye.

((No more even numbers :( nooo!!!))

Baby Shower

Hey, this is my 50th post!!! (even numbers, even numbers *dance*)

I was recruited to go to a baby shower with Simone as her brother Stephen's subsitute. Soo even though I didn't know one single person there (besides simone and her mom and dad of course) it was still really fun. There was this banister behind the house and Simone and I kept spitting off it (bad girls we are) and we were all hyper from drinking coke/diet coke.

And I got a story idea!! But I'm not telling...

~~~~~~~Simone and Gabrielle's Day Of Delinquency!!!! (not the story idea, just something I forgot to write down)~~~~~~~~~~~~~

On the day of the fall festival Simone and I went to the carnival after climbing over the lower school yard fence just for the sake of it (and to play catch). We were making fun of the high school musical songs they were playing but we are both fair singers so it looked like we were actually enjoying the song. Unfortunetly we got wrangled into a kareoke thing, but as the guy was setting it up we ran, and i mean RAN all the way back to simone's house. Then we came back as escorts (in disguises) for Monique and Sophia. So we were in the back of the school where we weren't supposed to be, trying to avoid Kareoke Guy (as named by us) when we found this unlocked shed. "employees only" but we didn't care and we went in. We were inspecting these cool ping pong tables that were never used when we heard this janitor coming. The shed was just made of chainlink with a tarp over some parts so youe could see basically everything inside. Simone and I froze, hoping he wouldn't see us. AND HE DIDN'T!!! HE WALKED RIGHT PAST!!! it was sooo funny.

~~~~~~~~~

thus ends the delinquent events of that day (soooo fun). Anyway, I have to finish some homework so goodnight!

Crippling Disease

Unfortunetly I have just discovered that I have contracted a horrible disease. Oh it's terrible to even contemplate...
I - have -
("cancer?")
no
("lukemia?")
no
("aids?")
no!
("...hiv?")
NO!!!

I - have - writers' block.

completely annoyed audience: "THat's all!? Are you serious?!"

"What do you mean 'am i serious'? Writers' Block is a serious condition for us up-and-coming authors! I lready have some self-esteem issues the fact that I can't write makes it all worse. AAARGH!!"
*crowd backs off at extreme werecat outburst*
*previous screams of frustration replaced by pathetic little whiny/mewling sounds*
"mehe, I need to be pet..."

template (again)

that's better. I think that is good.

Also Misticpets.com doesn't understand a scant thing about roleplaying.

Template

Still experimenting, will most likely switch back to red, black, white, and grey

Eighth Grade Bites

Eighth Grade Bites was a wonderful book. I just emailed the author Heather Brewer after visiting her blog (suprisingly similar with more book progress updates and less depression bouts) I can't wait for the next bok in that series. I should make a fictional character list of pssible sutors (simone did it once, I don't know if she still has it). THis is not in any particular order and I'm sure will be referenced to, changed, and updated.

1. Vladimir Tod (eighth grade bites)
2. that owl from the library avatar episode (of course I'm not crazy!)
3. Akira (crescent moon)
4. Nomozu (crescent moon)
5. Micheal Moscovits (princess diaries. All of you laughing shut up before I find something heavy!)
6. That archer guy from Eragon
7. George Cooper (song of the lioness quartet)
8. Chloe King's boyfriend who's name escapes me (not the russian kid. This entry is pending)
9. Doc (wolf's head, wolf's heart)
10. Bind Seer, if human or werewolf but not just wolf (wolf's head, wolf's heart)
11. Fang (maximum ride)
12. Iggy, ranks over Fang in this list (maximum ride)
13. Nicer Ari (before expiration, maximum ride)
14. Zuko with long hair and when not evil (avatar, I found a paper weight so don't even snicker)

That's all I can think of in the din of Mrs. Bostrom's classroom during a group activity. Pretty Impressive. Will probably update list soon unless something else comes up (this is most probable)
Bye for now.

6th period

I'm so bored.... again.

When I came in the classroom Mrs. Bostrom was playing the Usc fight song (sarcastic Yippee) because apparently USC won against UCLA and now they are going to the RoseBowl. Not that I really care where the team goes, but Mrs. Bostroms set up was funny. Apparently she made any bruin fans in her first period eat usc decorated cookies. How diabolical of her.

Mom yelled at us again last night so I really have to get my act together (i'm pretty darn sure monique and sophia won't).

Currently Reading:
Princess in Waiting: Meg Cabot
Tantalize (forgetting author name)

Things to do:
-Do homework
-water plants
-practice guitar
-step light on mom's nerves
-talk scantly to sisters
-try not to slip into extreme depression phase
-make sure to renue Tantalize so I don't have to pay another fine
-stop wishing I had a social life or for some sort of fantasy excitement

I have to go now, I hope this posts because there was just a pop up message that says "Could not contact blogger.com"

here goes nothing *click*

Template

I changed the colors again, what do you think?

After the week off

So it is one day after the thanksgiving break. Thanksgiving was fun, we went to my Aunt Sheila's house and saw her 1 year old baby. He's adorable and I was the first person he let hold him!!!(besides his mom and dad of course) which is funny because my mom having already had three children and all is more maternal...

Anyway,on Sunday I went and saw Enchanted again with Simone. If I didn't post this before I didn't really like the "they lived happily ever after" ending. Obviously they would end it like that but it was still a bit dissapointing. Then when I came home I watcheda couple movies without realising I still had HOMEWORK!!!!!

So I hid under my covers with a flashlight, my textbook, the homework, and a pencil with scant any lead in it. I got it all done and then when I got home today I discovered that most of the homework had already been done on a seperate slightly stuck page in my notebook!!! Grrrrrr...

So anyway, I'm watching Dancing With The Stars and can't really remember anything else to type.

Go Helio!!!!!
Night. ^_^

Blah blah ba-la...

I'm bored and somewhat tired right now. Thanksgiving is tomorrow, when I go back to mom's house (im at dad's) then my sisters and I will make pies for when we go to Auntie Sheila's house tomorrow. I'm watching The Hitch-Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy (very funny) and I'm bored. I hit my head waking up this morning and I suppose it's causing the discomfort I've had recently. My limbs keep aching and one of my legs hurts when I walk. Plus I get headaches every so often.

Eating:
-Breakfast= a cup of tea
-Lunch= a theater hot dog (ew)
-Dinner= mcdonalds yogurt parfet and some fries

Saw Enchanted today, it was pretty funny. Been browsing WW lately, in 2 larps: Duality and Forgotten.

Now I'm hungry, I'm goign to go eat cookie dough now.

Reading:
-Princess in Love, Meg Cabot
-Tantalize, Cynthia Leitich Smith
-Roll of Thunder Hear my Cry, I don't know. I'm reading it for school and really couldn't care less who the author is.

Good Bye for Now.

Freaky Dream

Last night I had the freakiest dream ever. Makes my chest hurts just thinking about it...

The lights were all dim in my living room and there were several people there. There was also a girl (probably 15) lying on the fireplace (not in it, we have this weird tile shelf running around ours) and she was breathing really hard and she was from a book I was reading (Wolf's Head, Wolf's heart). Her name was Elise and she was in this long gentle yellow dress. But anyway I had one of our silver serated kitchen knives (it was sort of longer than usual) and I went up to her and suddenly there was no dress to hinder me (not that I really comprehended she was undressed in my dream mode, that came after). And I just strated cutting, someone was leaning over the coach arm behind me (they were a mix between my mother and grandmother) and they were sort of advising me. It was me "chance" or "turn apparently" and I felt weird about it but I did it anyway. I thiink I was a vampire. It was so weird, the person was sort of anatomicaly incorrect, I never ran into any ribs or lungs as I cut a line deep into her chest.

Once I slipped and the knife slightly poked out of her side near her arm. Both me and Elise drew in a breath (Yeah thats right , she was freaking awake while I was doing this!) but the woman behind me just warned "careful", like it was no big deal. I took out the knife, which wasn't that bloody (nothing really was, I mean her chest cavity was obviously full of blood but it wasn't completely gorey or anything) and dug both my hands into the smooth crevice I'd created. I PULLED OUT HER HEART! I held a warm, beating, heart of a girl only a couple years older than me IN MY HANDS! Somone handed me our kitchen scissors and I FELT Elise nod. THen after a slight pause, I cut two thick -things- and the heart came free. THere was one loud beat, and then silence. Elise was dead and I was holding her heart in my hands. I felt my "mentor" nod approvingly and some time was skipped. I slid the heart into this delicate glass jar on our kitchen counter and my mentor took it and put it near the window in the living room. IT was gray and dark and raining softly outside. "Why are you doing that?" I asked, my voice was quiet and innocent. "She wanted to be near water" the woman told me quietly, her voice was solemn. MOre time skipped and I wass somehow in our playroom, but half the room was gone and there was dirt. I had buried Elise there and there was this clear cover over her grave and for some bizarre reason there was an empty apple juice container on top of it. I felt like the heart was really close.

Then Monique tried to come in the closed door and I was holding it closed against her but somehow she got in "She told me not to tell you!" I said to her as she sort of stared at the grave. Then my mentor was putting on this shawl and holding a walking stick and she was all "alright lets go" and we were all suited up for traveling and there was me, her, Monique and osme other person there. I was holding the heart in its container, even though I really wanted it to be in my hands because it was still warm. We went up this ube steep, muddy, tree covered hill for some reason and we were goign to visit someone, then the dream ended.
~~~~~~
It was kind of cool and I feel like it may mean something but i don't know what it could mean. THere was another tiny dream segment seperatet from that but I'll type that later, I'm running out of time in this class.
Bye!

Apology for my stupidity

Alright that whole ordeal was stupid. Really, REALLY stupid. Sorry person I don't know (I'm still somewhat annoyed but I am sorry)

So in other news Simone shall embark with me on the ship of Wicca. Which is cool because that way I won't be alone like that anymore, and maybe this will help me open up more. (hopefully...)

Other than that I have slid back into the horrid boredom of everyday life. It seems that if I don't think about it than I miss the evil bus to Depressionville. I haven't really been reading as much as I usually do, I think it's because I'm too envious of the characters, of their exciting lives that I know I'll never have and can never hope to. :( For instance I was reading the graphic novel "Crescent Moon" and I was desperate for at least two of the characters. Just one hug from the kind vampire or the uber adorable and sweet werewolf and I'f be satisfied. But the only thing close to that was hugging the black and white print to my chest. (obviously that was not what I was going for)

anyway, I'll try to get some sleep and continue to try and ignore any sort of thoughts to the side of getting me through the day. Goodnight.

Addition to the previous

I just read her quote on amazon. Oh how I want to wring her evil neck!!!!! How dare amazon and barnes and noble put her on the pedestle?!? How many other kids have they failed to realize have tried and tried to get THEIR books published while this brat goes to get hers all published with a drawing someone could use as toilet paper and not even realize it!?!?!!
THOUSANDS!!!!!!!
Damn barnes and noble, whoever published this book, and the author herself. VILE WENCH!!!!!!!!

((i know I sound completely itiotic but I don't care! This is my blog and I'll express MY opinions. ALL of them))

NOOOO!!!!

Alright I am thoroughly pissed. I mean really REALLY pissed off.

Apparently some girl published a book at age 11. That was my idea, I finished a book at age eleven, it was spell checked and formatted and ready to be published, all that was missing was the publishing company. Damn't how I wanted that spot "youngest writer". UGH!!! Not to mention, the book itself looks and sounds like a piece of crap, I don't mean to rant on this girl too much but really! The front cover looks like a 5th grader drew it and the title couldn't be more unimaginative. I mean come one, "Trouble at school?" who wants to read a book like that!?!?! RRRRGG!!!!!!!!!

*Goes off on super rant with angry screams*

Really, it's not fair... I bet she's one of those filthy rich people who's parents have high powered careers and oh boohoo they don't see them as often as some other people but they can have whatever the hell they want whenever the hell they want it. (Excuse my uber foulness but I'm obviously trying to contain my fury) Damn it I want to rip this flier up and then send a horribly angry letter to whoever published the book. I hope no one ever reads her sorry realistic fiction story (on a more docile side I don't mean to crush her completely but again I'm feeling angry and violent so deal with it)

Rggggggggg, my teeth are clenched so hard my jaw hurts! Ugh, that PUTRID little girl!! I must find a dart board and a picture of her, *other mutterings of horrible schemes to destroy her picture*

Bye

Second Wind

Oh thank god!!!!

My depression has been graciously lifted for the moment, I'm just praying it will last.

I did my spell, I used a shark tooth necklace because it seems to "cut through the confusion" and "point" in the right direction. Hahaha, ugh, bad puns-

Anyway, Simone is over right now and we're obsessing over DDR...again. But I'm sooooo happy.

Spells asides, I think I'm going to buy a new ipod anyway, I'm devoid of music and that is BAD.

Also, I've drawn almost 5 full pictures (will put them up on DevARt soon)I think the art makes me really happy. And at the moment I feel like singing until my lungs are burning and my throat is scratchy and dry. The pressure on my chest has changed into something waiting to burst out...Wow that sounded cheesy.

Anyway, really just feel so good, and I really don't want to do ANYTHING to ruin this mood. I'm clinging to it like a drowning (wo)man to a life preserver. :) Anyway, I might blog again but if I don't Goodnight. ^_^ *skips off to some unseen music*

Wither

Life is so incredibly repetative, it sucks alot of that time too. I feel slightly hallow and bitter inside, I really have no will to do...anything anymore. Not homework, not spells (though I'll do one tomorrow anyway in hopes that I'll feel better after) not talking or writing and apparently not even sleep. I haven't slept well at all these last few nights, tossing and turning and waking constantly. Maybe that's the problem, I'm so tired. Withering, withering away...

And of late I've felt this sort of pressure on my chest, in my heart and lungs. It's oppresive and terribly depressing. Simone's sick of the repetition to.

I go to bed, barely sleep, wake up, shower, argue with Monique, go to school, run machanically through all my classes, pick up Sophia, go home, procrastinate before doing my homework, argue with Monique somemore, and start again the next day.

So sick of it all. I feel like lying in a heep in a soft room, all dark and soft and stare. Continuously into nothing. Untill I've sorted myself out and am ready to leave (if ever). Talking lacks meaning, typing lacks meaning, it all lacks meaning.

But I have to go now because Sophia is hovering, and mom is snapping that it is time to go. Bye, and good night if I don't get back on in time.

Interesting

Well guess who got a blog? Simone!! I'm glad, I think I can finally share this with someone.

I think the main reason I wasn't sharing it before was that, you know that whole talking to my pets thing? I don't want people to think I'm crazy, but I'm not going to deny it, because I feel like I really am hearing them... after this period I'll tell Simone she has every ounce of my permission to read this blog.

I just hope she doesn't think to much on my depressed amounts of time. Especially that last one, I seriously don't know what was wrong, I really did think I was going crazy. Really I don't feel at all sound of mind but I have this cool ability to gloss over it.

So aside from that, I need to still type on this blog like I usually do. WHen I think no one will read it, and they won't care anyway. BEcause I have a terrible "phobia" if you will of opening up to anyone. I'm not afraid of being judged (at least I don't think so) but I just don't. it makes me feel sort of hallow inside, and I hate that feeling.

Yesterday mom made us do yardwork and I was already mad at Monique. We got into this sort of passive aggressive fight. First I calmly told her off in a million high-vocabulary words and expressions. I know it hurts her but when I do it I never really care about how deep my metaphorical knife is sinking. I'm guessing it goes real deep. SHe tried to make a few come-backs but they just don't work on me. Then somehow we turned our brooms into weapons. She shoved me into a bush with one and I got up and tore it from her hands. THen I cracked it neatly across her back, not to hard because if she cried out too loudly it would alert mom and the whole thing would end with mom screaming at us both and me seriously considering a self-induced coma. I also swore at her, once out of everyone elses earshot. I told her she could do whatever the hell she wanted because I didn't care anymore, I didn't care to be near her anymore.

I didn't mean to, I meant to say heck but the other word just slipped off my tongue like poison: smooth and sleek with a deadly edge.

Anyway, there's more I want to cover but if Simone reads this I don't want to be too freaked out by how "dark and twisty" I am in my writing. It is bizzare actually, it freaks me out sometimes when I read over it. But I still feel like it's true. When I'm in the company of others I feel fine, only because I don't think of it. But alone? Well, the blog says it all. When alone I feel like curling up in a dark, quiet, small place all alone to sleep.

Anyway, I'll type more later. Still haven't found my ipod or my shirt. -Gabrielle (I beleive I've said that once before, yes my real name is Gabrielle)

I think I'm losing it.

I most certainly think I am . Not only have I lost my favorite over shirt, but also my ipod, my club card, and my primary notebook for school. NOt to mention this horrible feeling of despair enveloping me. What's wrong? I don't know...i don't know...i....

I need help. Please, SOMEONE HELP. Blogging is supposed to help, it's not working for me. THis is terrible because ooo I'm writing about myself, whoopy. But know one is telling me what to do. I just....

Lost... I'm so lost and the only thing keeping me from silently crying my heart out is my incapability to do so. I don't cry, I haven't cried for months, maybe years. NOt even when I've fallen and seriously wounded myself. NOpe...

Lost...please somebody...help...

Update

Alright so we got our new kitten.
We have been planning it for about a month after Doublestuff disappeared. I spoke to Autumn about it at the time and she said she was fine with it, she was lonely. We got the kitten yesterday and Autumn's attidutes toward it are: indifferent, ignoring, hostile, or rarely curiosity. After firmly commanding her not to harm the fluffy creature (named Minky) she told me (after some careful probing on my part) that she was staking her territory. The kitten needs to know where she may enter and where she most definately may not. Autumn is still the boss of the house, no one will take that from her.

Aside from that I'm goign to Simone's house when the period ends to play the new Nancy Drew game. It looks terrific, creepy graveyard, crystal skull, new character role, and gumbo :p Then on saturday I'm goign to get more halloween costume accesories. I also want to go to the library later to check out usome books on Samhain, coming up soon.

I've been fleetingly thinking of emailing simone this blog. But I don't know, I think maybe not...
I just wish that it didn't always say 0 Comments. :( is sad.

Oh well, see you later.

Also: Isn't this guy awesome?!?!:

(few seconds later...) drat! That was test. You all fail!!! Mwahahaha. Actualy I just couldn't find the link for this guys art. It was so cool! At one point he covered a canvas with 6000 bandades and then painted on it with a qurt-size bag of his own blood (given him by his sister a doctor) the art is really spectacular. I'll see if I can find the link later.

No Comment (that doesn't mean I don't want comments)

*Sigh*

Am very bored. I read a book called "The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod"

Which was a great book but made me extremely depressed do to the fact that I'm yet again in love with a book character that I cannot find anyone similar to in the real world. Is there no tall, pale, skinny boy who beleives in mythology and other such things?!

Yes, for those people asking, yes. I am that truly pathetic that I consider no boy "hot" unless they fit the above requirments. And yes, I am pathetic enough to get depressed over these sort of things.

Damn it, im pathetic.

........*sigh*..........
(pretend phyciatrist session)
Doctor: "So is there anything you'd like to talk about?"
Me: "*sigh* no."
Doctor stares expectantly with cold blue eyes
Me:"I went to new mexico over the weekend" offered grudingly as a reply
Doctor: did you have fun?
Me: *shrug with a muttered reply that sounds something like "Yes"
Doctor prods: "You know Gabrielle, I'm here for you to talk to, you can tell me whats wrong."
Me: stares coldly back, wondering if my gaze enough will be able to give this girl an extreme case of some horrible (yet curable because I'm not totally evil) disease. Since shes not doubling over and wretching in pain I'm guessing it's not working.
Doctor: Your sure there's nothing else? asked with almost sincere concern, the effect greatly ruined by the way she keeps glancing at the wall clock.
I sitffly shake my head. These sessions only really make me feel angry and uncomfortable, I don't know why I go.
Doctor sighs: Well, you have my phone number if you ever want to talk.
I leave, noticing how she seems disapointed I didn't completely spill my guts into her little yellow notepad.
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Calss ended bye

Messed up but a little better

Happy Mabon yesterday everybody.

I was so busy I didn't get to do anything though :(

Oh well, I'm not nearly as depressed anymore but I'm having to beat the evil depression off with a stick becasue it seems to like looming over me nowadays.

Unfortunetly I lost my cell phone around the house (it's out of batter so I can't call it) and mom is very mad at me. My depression (lets name it Marve shall we? Yes I know naming depression practically makes me certifiably insane but I don't care) is just waiting for me to slow with my dreaded stick (Steve as of 2 seconds ago) so it can dive on that Lost Phone problem and tear at me.

Ugh, I really am going crasy, naming inanimate objsects that don't even exist outside my mind. What is wrrong wiht me??

I really wich someone would read this. If the point of a journal is to vent your feelings shouldn' there be someone around to listen? Not that pen and paper (or keyboard and internet) arne't good listeners but they don't give you a lot of feedback.

Class is goign to end soon, I'll type again soon as a can (think of it) Bye.

Now going completely though innocently mad -Flickering Heart

What's happening now

Alright I'm not as depressed now.

I chickened out on the spell tea and stuff, just lost the will.

The weekend went fine and this weekend was pretty good, 4 days of somewhat realxed normalities. I'm goign with dad again this weekend and I'm going to get some stuff for my haloween costume.

Fortunetly I will have just recently have left dad's house and so will have had time to (maybe) do a Mabon ritual on Sunday. Still feeling kind of out of it, I don't know what I'm missing. Saturday night I felt bad, like somethign bad was going to happen you know? Nothing did, and the feeling passd mostly but still, it was strange.

THat doggy stroller thing arived and the dogs love coming shopping with us, the other day timon got sick though (puking major, but only breifly) It's really hard to talk to him, I have to guess alot because he still doesn't talk in complete sentences, he likes to send me pictures and usually only one word.

Maybe it's Autumn that I'm missing (my cat not the season) I haven't spoken to her in a while.

Maybe it's my school work, it's getting kind of overwhelming, I just don't know what to do.

As I'm typing this the bad feelings coming back. Not good.

Maybe its those signs we recieved earlier, i can't beleive I forgot to enter them here.

2 morning dove type birds died in or front yard, it seemed as though they might have crashed into the garage but there was not blood or flattned side to the bird. Then there was a dead baby lizard in the pool and mom saw two big dead coyotes when she was driving to work. all in less than a week.

All I'm saying is something weird/bad is goign down here, I can feel it. I hope it isn't all in my head.

I bought the sims two pets but I barely get anytime playing it.

It doesn't really matter, I have alot of othe rimportant things to do.

No ones emailed me for about 2 weeks.

Drat, I just realized that I have to go to that USC tailgate thing this weekend, not my favorite activity. Especially when the natural history museum and the beautiful rose gardens will be not even a half mile away from me and I won't be able to go. Instead I'll have to sit with noisy, sweary, beer drinking, music blasting tail gaiters as the smell of ciggerette fumes and barbeque smoke waft over my head. Bleck. Maybe I'll be able to block it out and read, turn it all into white noise behind me.

That's all I can really remember at the moment, If I think of anything else I'll be sure to enter it.

Doing somewhat better but still standing on a cliff, veiwing the treacherous scenery -Flickering Heart

Depressed...

So now I'm thouroughly depressed. I went to San Diego which was fine (whatever) and I'm goign with dad again this weekend.

But doublestuff (one of my cats) went missing several weeks ago and has not come back. We're getting another kitten for autumn so she won't be so terribly lonely (I talked to her about it she's about as enthusiastic as a cat of her status can get)

And because I didn't get particularly savory grades in 7th grade last year I cant go on the trip I've been waiting 2 full years to go on. This sucks not only cause I won't be on the trip to absolutely gorgeous yosemite but I'll also be without my bestfriend (Simone, who can go on the trip) for an entire week.

On top of that I didn't practice for guitar and felt horribly guilty while in my lesson yesterday.

And on top of that i have homework over the weekend.

And on top of that the house is messy which makes for one thouroughly pissed off mother.

So right now I'm just a heap of depression, whoopee. If I don't think about it too much I can move through my day (with little interest in anything) But it's hard not to think about at times and then I become even more depressed and really would rather curl up with a blanket in a dark room and sleep for hour upon hour upon hour (i'm not the suicidal type).

The good news is I did my Dedication ceremony a day before school started and the weather has started cooling down.

But that really isn't too much of a consolation on top of everything else.

I'm goign to make some Spell tea of my own design to promote focus, clarity of thought, and physcic (sp) awareness {I've been feeling kind of out of it in that aspect lately}

Maybe that'll make some things better.

I'm just hoping I'll make it through the weekend (which is funny because usually people have fears about the week)

Ever in a state of indecision and/or confusion -FH

Question

If I actually have anyone who reads this blog I'd like to know how to add slidshows (if you can)

Thanks -FH

Catch Up (don't I already have a post labelled this? hmm...)

anyway so last weekend or so dad dropped us off and got into a real big fight with mom (for all my adoring fans out there who don't know my parents are divorced. He got so mad that when she called him clueless he came back in and forced his way through the door. We can't lock the door now, though you can't tell from the outside.

It totally pissed me off, but somehow I'm still going to San Diego with him. I'm really not too excited about it and would prefer, I think, to spend my last week or so of Summer vacation at home chilling out with my friends and stuff.

Whatever, mom might get a restraining order against him now. Ugh, I don't even like thinking about him it makes me so annoyed but I can' back out of the trip now, I'm leaving tonight and coming back thursday.

Also, Papa John (my grandfather not the pizza place) his wife Jane and their son Guy came over. We went to the beach (+venice beach) yesterday and Universal City today. it was really great to have them, I'd never met Guy before. He was really nice (and athletic) but I guess everyone on my mom's side is like that (the athletic part mostly)

One of the people I emailed on Witchvox (Pewter Rain) finally emailed me back!!! She's really nice and its fun talking to her.

Alright I think that's about it. I have to go pack for the trip I'm not enthusastic about now. I probably won't be able to get on the computer again till I'm back, so see you then. -Flickering_Heart
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P.S. I've been getting alot of nose-bleeds lately which is really kind of strange because I've never gotten them before. I wonder what's wrong...

Just Thinking

I was reading some other people's blogs and I thought how very easy and pathetic my life is. True, I'm barely a teenager but still. *is sad* I feel kind of empty right now.

I decided to post-pone the Dedication ceremony to the full moon in august when there is a lunar eclipse. That an I'm a little nervous (alright alot) about perorming such an important ritual in an unfamiliar place. All the same I packed a white candle, a gold candle, a package of matches (only 2 left inside) and my wand.

I think I feel so empty because i'm in the Book-morbid hangover stage.

Book Morbid:
The condition in which one becomes quiet, sad and or empty feeling during or after reading a good book. Levels of Book Morbid-ness increase, decrease, or simply don't exsist depending on how good the book is in the eyes of the reader. See Also: Book Morbid Hangover, or Stages of Book Morbid-ness.

Stages of Book Morbid-ness:
-Book-Morbid stage one/ The reader becomes quiet, antisocial, and sometimes irritable wilst reading a good book.
-Book Morbid stage two/ The reader may seem depressed, or sad, as well as the symptoms mentioned above. These symptoms could and usually do worsen during the end of the book.
-Book Morbid stage three/ The reader may withdraw almost completely in order to finish the book. Syptoms of stages one and two usually worsen.
-Book Morbid stage four/ Some readers skip this stage of Book Morbid-ness, returning to their natural selves almost directly after finishing the book. For others stage four creates an empty feeling in the reader, as though there is nothing more to do in life (not meaning to sound suicidal or anything). Levels of Book Morbid-ness and the period for which stage four of Book morbid-ness may last depends on the individual reader
>>Note: It has been found that only the most avid readers expeirience the Book Morbid condition, there is no none cure for Book Morbid-ness.

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An that is my snazzy, proffesional sounding definition of Book Morbidness. Alright, I need to go to bed now. Good Night!

Party

I had my party with Amanda, Simone, Niki, and my sisters' friends Sophie and Kendal. It was pretty cool, mom wasn't particulrly happy during it though. Amanda (grrr, her name is so hard to type because of the already broken "A" key on theh keyboard) swiped pint down my back and we had an awesome jello fight. That's right, I said Jello. It looked like a bloody murder seen in the front yard do to the fact that it was red jello.

Mom has not been happy the last few days, i can't really blame her but still.

I'm goign with Simone to San Franscico this Saturday, and doing my dedication ceremony up there. It might be slightly awkward but I think it'll be fine. Dad wants a spell for good helth so I'm making a faerie potion for him (it's acually a pasta mel which is pretty cool)I need to look up how to include others in rituals, I've totlly forgotten.

Alright I think that's it for now. C ya Later!!! -Flickering_Heart

DDR obsession

Simone's over and we've been playing DDr for like, 3 hours. I must destroy my goal song!!!!! I wonder if the obsession is unhealthy...

A Recap

My birthday was two days ago, It ws really great. UNfortunetly today and the day before today both sucked butt (a favorite expression of Simone's. Important: I FINLLY GOT MY LAPTOP!!!! im so happy. unfortunetly the A key fell off. I have it taped on right now. Anyway mom's been yelling at us nonstop about how we arne't doing anything wiht our summer. Well I've got some words for you lady::
**ehem* ITS OUR F*** SUMMER AND WE"LL DO WHATEVER THE H*** WE WANT WITH IT! GET OFF OUR CASE!!!!!!!!

ha, as if I would ever say that to her. I would if I could but I can't because she would kill me without hesitation. IN other awful news monique destroyed my game in Okami by saving over it with her own. I'm forcing her to get me back to the exact spot I was before and then she will never play it again, EVER.

Wow, reading over this now nothing's been goign right for me the past week or so. Huh. I sw hrry potter and the order of the pheonix, it was really great. THe 7th book is out this weekend but I wont get a chance to read it till after my party with my friends. Grrr, whatever.

I'm also in a bunch of new RP's on the MR forum, im not on the WW form anymore. Which is fine. I played the gme And then there were none. I only barrowed it from simone I'm really glad I didn't buy it. Sadly I'm still a very very very lonely witch. ANY WITCHES WHO READ THIS BLOG: PLEASE CONTACT ME IF YOU CAN!!!!

I haven't had any meaningful conversations with the animals lately. NOthing interesting to talk about.

Wow, this is totally the longest post I've ever done!!! If I think of anythihng else I'll post it on here, I'm hoping I'll be able to keep up more now that I have my own laptop computer.

Lonely Witch

*sigh* I don't have anyone to talk to about Wicca (who actually listens and stuff) and I'm SOOOO lonely.:( I've had my witchvox.com account for nearly 3 months and have emailed a bunch of other witches with no results. It's so sad. Whatever, maybe i could do a spell to bring me some witchy friends. I should ask the pets, maybe, too.
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on an unrelated topic my sisters and I have been sleeping outside for the past day or so and it's really nice. The perfect temperature and everything. It's almost like practice for the camping trip I'm going on with simone this weekend.

Crazy

This is crazy, i've just started realizing what I can do. I understand them I can tell what they're saying beyond a simple "oh he didn'y like that!" or "she's meowing, obviously she is hungry" They speak, english!!! Although I think some of the parrots in the area might be spanish or latin *shrug* this is amazing! My life isn't so boring after all! *Screams with glee*

Plus, school gets out tomorrow, time to hone my skills.

Answer

A wiccan is a believer or follower of Wicca. Wicca: witchcraft, nature-oriented practices derived from pre-Christian religions

does that answer your question Nudge twin??? (did you find out about my blog from the maximumride one?)

frustrated

Do you know that feeling when someone isn’t totally against what you think but you know they don’t believe in it? It’s ok for me if it’s anyone else but not my mom. I’m pretty sure that’s how she feels about my new pursuit of becoming a Wiccan. She‘s not against it, but I know she doesn’t believe in magick or divinity. She won’t even acknowledge it as a religion, she want’s to say it’s a philosophy (not even a lifestyle ) I went to http://www.silverravenwolf.com and applied to join an iCoven. I haven’t been accepted yet but I’m hoping. Anyway, I’ll continue my Wiccan training whther mom believes in it or not.

-moniques birthday went fine, i felt better
-Uncle David left, he was nice. His wife is into tarot and divination like me, should email her
-extrix is still in the works
-STAR TESTING is this week (tues.-THurs.)
-Science Final Friday
-Entire Renassaince project due monday (am so doomed)

that's all I can think of right now, more when I figure it out.

Ick

I’m really unhappy today. Depressed and angry are two emotions that come to mind, although over it all I feel very numb.. I don’t know why.

I told mom I didn’t want to do guitar class anymore and she went all out on me “you’re so lazy! And selfish!” You don’t even do a sport or anything! (blah blah blah blah blah)” I went to class and it was ok, she still yelled at me afterwards though.

It all started this morning when I woke up from a horrible dream. A whole half of my hand was dead. There was a crater full of ashen dead skin and bone and I couldn’t move that hand at all. What freaked me out the most was the veins. They were narrow, black, rigid, dry, lifeless canals through the dust. I couldn’t feel anything. I mean, evan if the veins were alive and cut, bloodying up everything, I would have been more ok with it, blood meant life or just ended life. But life all the same.

Maybe I’m sick, I feel kind of sick, I don’t know what to do. :(

Sheesh

I jsut realized I've had this blog for like a year and I barely have any posts on it. MY LIFE IS SO INCREDIBLY BORING!!!!!!! I hate it (I dont wanna die or anything just one something to happen, anything!! please!)

Here we go

Lets dive in here shall we?

- really got to know Katy (sits behind me in Lang. Arts) had a whole poetry swap type thing
-Am now on spring reak
-got rennasaince (SP?) faire role: Falconer
- went to briannes batmitzva(sp) very fun
-Am goign over dads house fri-sat then to san diego w/ him mon-wed
-impregnated both wajas (peat pup and copi)
-found waja site (before the above^^)
-am very tired
-goign to see wicked w/simone on sunday
-am still very tired
-am totally in love with WW.com
-opened a new website (the apothacary) dont think it'll last
-easter is on sunday
-max ride poll goign terrific
-dad got a travelling job and has an apartment in Dalls (texas)
-got a great new tarot card set

that's all I can actually remember right now so let me think and I'll post again ASAP (which, conflictingly, probably won't be too soon. But let's not think about that!)

Secrety secrets summary

OK, only a tiny bit of time (before bed) to summarize all the junk of the past many weeks

-found way top get onto roof (Thank you cat Doublestuff)
-AR deadline tomorrow and I have no books done! (crap)
-Going to Big Bear this weekend so will not be here (grrr)
-Computer still dead, motherboard damaged so we might have to get another one (crap)
-This blog is still a secret, which is very hard on posting times.
-Discovered new discussion board I love (and am possibly addicted to) Werewolf.com/vb/
-I hate having to use Mom's computer
- Mom formalls knows about(.) {totally sucks}
- I'M TIRED!!
-Have been a total @$$ about this trip w/dad (although he was too in my opinion.)
-Learned the secret and am frequently using it to my advantage.
-I AM A WEREWOLF!!! (not right now, I have to grow into it. THanks you secret!)

I think that about sums it up. Moms home (crud) bye!

forever

I haven't posted in forever!!! I have commitment issuses...and organization issues....

Anyway! I got invited to Briannes bathmitzvah ((SP??)) it's not till March 25 though.

DRAT!! I was working on this in computer club during lunch. Club is closing now, will catch up ASAP though that might be hard with my comp. at home dead. BYE!!

Strange Night

Had another strange night. And it wasn’t even the full moon! The sheets were yanked off the mattress, I was extra tired (though I went to bed at a good time) and the bottoms of my feet hurt as though I’d run on concrete or gravel for a long time barefoot. Also had a weird dream including the emergency room, the avatar, a dark cave, and wolves. It was all so confusing. More later, bye.

Storm

Its storming out ! Thunder and lightnig included. Its Beautiful. Unfortunetly I can't enjoy it cause I have MUCHOS homework. 2 history outlines + a reveiw, math, lang., and a Science Final tomorrow. COME ON!?! Mom and sisters are gone with the dog for a worm treatment. I didother stuff today but i really need to get working on my homework.

Later -Flickering_heart

just catching up

Yuck, went to school today ofcourse. I forgot my PE clothes and had to wear the dreaded loner pair *shudder shudder* Extremely thin, short, and BRIGHT YELLOW. Ugh. My stories are slugging along, no, really. I am sooo slow with these ones for some reason. Grr, oh well I mind as well get back to my writing. Bye bye ;/

Whoa

ooops, I haven't posted in forever. Well, its a new year (still haven't figured out any resolutions other than try not to lie as much). Schools back and running (ugh) science final this week (ugh) but the good thing is we got a new dog!!! ^_^ We named it Timon: a pug/chiuahau (spelling??)/terrier. HE IS SOOOO CUTE!!! Mostly sleeps and luckily the other pets are all right with him. been writing alot. All of the forums and message boards I used to be on have fairly much died *tear tear* I don't have school today though. MLK day!!! you know: "I have a dream!" So, hopefully I'll be more available, hopefully my life will get a teeny bit more *ehem* EXCITING!