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.

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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*

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I changed the colors again, what do you think?