Head up in the clouds

I like to think of myself as a free spirited person and a bit of a dreamer. My head is constantly stuck up in the clouds. Imagination has not disappeared with age but it has increased. I love to have fun and do spontaneous things. I am the kind of person who loves to try new things and take risks. Its such a rush to do something that I have never done before. I do not want to be one of those people who looks back on their life and says I wish I had done more. I want to always change things up and meet every goal that I set for myself. Life is way too exciting for me to just let it pass me by. I know you are probably wondering why I am telling you all of this for and what other reason is there besides a boy. Hey did I forget I was somewhat of a romantic too? Ha ha. Anyways of course God thought it would be funny to make the only guy that I am attracted to at the moment completely and utterly afraid of change? Ironic, huh? The guy makes a big deal if he has a different chair and is with someone he admits to not liking. Everything about him infuriates me but I always find myself drawn to him again in some way. I think its God punishment me for whatever I might have done wrong in the past couple of years. Ack, what a sick sense of humor...Anyways since we are on the subject of free spirited, little ole' me. I thought I would list a few of the things I have done and still wish to do.

I have done:
1. I have lied in the middle of the road at night.
2. I have walked bare foot through the snow to feel it squish between my toes.
3. Been in two places at once.
4. Welcomed Spring with poetry and candlelight.
5. Conducted a moon ritual with a little touch of Christianity.
6. Read a book sitting upside down in a chair.
7. Rode front seat on every thrilling ride at Kings Island.
8. Walked the same road everyday for 12 years.
9. Climbed to the top of a thirty foot tree.
10. Went out in a canoe at sunset.
11. Walked out into a lake at the beginning of winter up to my knees.
12. Had an imaginary friend when I was younger.
13. Snuck out to a concert.
14. Snuck out to a movie and was caught.
15. Kissed in the rain.
16. Imagined I could travel back in time.

Thing I still wish to do:
1. Fly
2. See the Mona Lisa.
3. Touch a castle wall.
4. Experience a whirlwind romance.
5. Write a novel.
6. Inspire someone.
7. Love someone.
8. Continue with my art and theatre in my free time.
9. Keep at least four friends from high school.
10. Walk barefoot on Ireland's lush grass at dawn to feel the dew.
11. Talk fluently in more than one language.
12. Visit Edgar Allen Poe's grave.
13. Find out who my dad's father is and the identity of my gram's parents.
14. To have kids one day.
15. Live to an old age.
16. Feel the rain on my face in England.

There is so much that I want to do and can't wait. Later poppets!

HAha! Why does Hollywood even try anymore?

Okay so I have watched the two movies that made millions a couple of weeks ago, I think. Yes I am talking about Four Christmases and Twilight. Four Christmases wasn't completely horrible. I mean the movie had great actors but it just wasn't amazing and I definitely don't plan on watching it again. Twilight on the other hand is a total different story. I have never laughed so much in my entire life and it is supposed to be a drama. The acting was terrible! The Cullens instead of being beautiful and alluring as described in the book are repulsive and far from being anyone I would be attracted to. The so called pale skin made them look like they were antsy for their next heroin shot. Oh and do not get me started on Jacob and Jasper's hair. Everytime I looked at them I wanted to gag. Taylor Lautner aka Jacob Black's hair was way too long and just made hime look like a drowned rat. Jackson Rathbone aka Jasper Cullen's bleached blonde hair looked unwashed and didn't match his eye brows not to mention it resembled a wig. I mean since when do ancient vampires bleach their hair? Oh and Edward's blazing red ears? Since when do vampires have blood? The make-up people couldn't powder his ears too? The montages sucked and how cheesy was the scene where the Cullens first ran into James. Oh I am going to stop now or I may start rolling with laughter again. Haha just wanted to vent kiddles. Later!

Christmas Past!

Oh it was fun while it lasted but now the Christmas season has officially ended and I already miss it. I did have a good Christmas though and I hope all of did as well. Anyways Bon Voyage Ol' Saint Nick and oh yeah later kiddles!

Yum yum! Absolutely delicious!

I love the two Coreys. Why wasn't I an 80s kid? They are so hot! I would marry them both if one wasn't already married and the other is...well Corey Haim. Ha ha anyways you should go check out the movies from when they were on top aka The Lost Boys, Dream a Little Dream, and catch Corey Feldman in The Goonies.

Hair Cut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gues who is excited?! Beb is excited! Why? Uh because I am getting my hair cut and getting some low lights!!!! Yay! Yada yada...I know you guessed from the title but I still wanted to say it because I AM EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Later kiddles!

Beb, what book have you buried your nose in this week?

This week I am busy with What Dreams May Come by Richard Matheson and The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde. What Dreams May Come is about a man who is dealing with life after death. It is amazing how Matheson describes the world that the main character, Chris Nielson enters after he dies. I feel like when I read that I can feel the emotions that Chris is going through and see the same beautiful, vivid images that he does. Richard Matheson really outdid his self with this novel. Moving on to the Eyre Affair. The character Thursday Next is a special operative in literary detection. She lives in world where the books literally come to life. but characters are being kidnapped. Thursday gets down to business after Jane Eyre is kidnapped. Its an interesting book and I always love when literature comes to life. I have read other books like this and one in particular that I loved was called Wuthering High by Cara Lockwood. I definitely recommend each book that I mentioned in this post. Later poppets!

Jingle Bells! Jingle Bells! I love Christmas smells!

My family and I are preparing for Christmas and I can't wait! We have the secret santas already for Christmas Eve and the house ready for Christmas. I'm already baking too! My nephew and I whisked up a batch of sugar cookies then my mom, Miranda, and I made homemade pumpkin pie(and I don't mean from the can but real pumpkin)! I even painted a 7 foot by 6 foot Santa's workshop for our yard and I am quite proud of my work. I love everything about Christmas! It always makes me happy. I plan on getting some of my old toys together for kids who are less fortunate and volunteering. I think everyone should think about trying to help someone else this Christmas because not only are you helping bring cheer to another person but you will get a certain joy out of it too. Well Happy Holidays, kiddles!

Favorite Moments of the year!

I know its not the end of the year yet but very close. So here are a few of my favorite moments.

Miranda's bday party!



Alex and I welcomed Spring with candles and poetry!


Summer Sleepovers!


Celebrating new haircuts!


Sister Bonding!


Breaking Dawn Release Party!


Campfire and new fall jacket!


Coney Island Fall Festival!


Welcome Fall!


Thespian Dinner Theatre!


Carving Ernie!

Twinkle twinkle little major!

I know the title is a bit cheesey but I can't help that I am a corn ball. My point of this blog is to tell you that I have figured out what I will be majoring in college. I plan on majoring in early childhood education and I have put a lot of thought into this. I am great with kids and babysitting is what I do best. I have been babysitting my nieces, nephews, and neighbors since I was old enough. I love being one of the people to help a child develop and learn. My, nephews, neices, and cousin's kids are my life. I feel that teaching other kids will make a perfect job for me.

Comfy and cozy, upside down reading!

What is Beb reading besides the interesting "Brave New World" and funny "Importance of Being Earnest"? Well I have been cuddling upside down in my comfy chair to read Lewis Carrol's Alice in Wonderland and Emily Bronte"s Wuthering Heights for a third time. I know my best pally wally will be reading this post and it is true gal pal that I have read through Wuthering Heights. Ha ha. Anyways I love Lewis Carroll"s interesting and lyrical way of telling the story. Alice Liddell was a very lucky girl to be inspiration to such a famous book. Wuthering Heights is one of my favorite books. I envy Heathcliff and Catherine in a sense of their intensity in some ways. Its such a trajic story and thats one of the reasons that I love it so much. I feel that every once in awhile that its good to read about an unhappy ending or two.

Hollywood say what?

I am so excited to see this movie!



and this one...




I loathe Hollywood for turning Twilight into a movie and would be way too embarassed to display the trailer on my blog.

I am actually enjoyoing assigned reading or am I?

We are reading Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. The book is the typical novel you find in a high school english class. I'm sure you know the kind I am talking about. Some famous author from before you or I were even born was sitting at his/her desk, under a tree, or maybe walking in the street just thinking about the future. A future that wasn't very bright but of totalitarian rule and lacking individualism. Ha ha on a lighter note...Oh wait there is no lighter note. Anyways the book is very disturbing in ways of its ideas on morality and I almost stopped reading after the second chapter but I just seemed not able to put the book down. Though it made me vomit in my mouth(Sorry for that visual) and call my nephews & neices to make sure they were still not interested in the opposite sex. I think what I am trying to say is that I can't stop reading because I am so intrigued by the fact that this stuff actually came out of someone's head and what if were actually like that. I thought to myself as I read, sadly, that this could happen to our society along with books like George Orwell's 1984 or Ray Bradburry's Fahrenheit 451. I guess you won't really understand unless you read the book. I won't say that its good but I will say its interesting enough to reel the reader in and maybe gag a little.

I am 17 going on 18! Wait hold the phones. What that isn't how the song goes?

Scandal, rumor, intrigue, and puberty? Well if you have not guessed what I am talking about yet then you are stupid. No Im just kidding but isn't obvious that I am talking about high school.Oh yes now you are on the same page. Those four years you have been trying to forget or you may still be suffering through them like me. I am just so ready to move on with my life and buddy I will not miss the people. They make me act even more like a pathetic pessimist than I act like already. Ah that sentence is long and jumbled but it holds nothing but the truth. Help me! Any hoo its just one more step in life that I am getting ready to take. Hopefully my habit of procrastinating won't get in the way. Thats a nasty little habit that I really need to fix. So world sit back, buckle up, and hold on to your seats for dear life because here comes BEB!

Aokigahara: Suicide Central

Aokigahara is the forest at the base of Mount Fuji. Aokigahara is no enchanted forest that we hear about in fairy tales. No the name is usually said with a solemn tone. This forest has been a hot spot for suicides in Japan. Listed on Wikipedia as the second most popular spot for suicides next San Francisco's Golden Gate Bridge. There are more than five hundred wounded, lost people that wander into the forest since the 1950s wandering for something better. The locals say that the lost souls never leave the forest. Thrill seekers from all over the world to make it through the forest and maybe get a sight of a body or belongings to a person who came to take their own life. When I heard about the forest from a friend it was only natural that I was immediately intrigued. I feel so sorry for all of those people. So today take a moment to think about theses people and pray that no one else will enter the forest for reason like theses. Later poppets....

Back again

Yes, I know I have once again failed to keep up with my blog but I have been mucho busy! Anyways, I think my life is starting to pick back up a little bit. I am involved at school and I am trying to get my grades back up at a steady pace and prepare myself for next year. I have advice for any other kids in high school out there: Do not screw around because it may come back and bite you in the butt. Trust me kiddles!

Hmm....

So I have been trying to figure out what to say since my last post because my world has slowly started to crumble around me since then. Everyone keeps on telling me that nobody cares for me and my already low self esteem is just eating it up. Even my own mother told me that my family has nothing to do with me and wants to pack up for Rhode Island to follow her dumb ass, abusive boyfriend. What kind of mother picks a man over her child? A bad one. She is selfish and only thinks of herself. I hate risking the chance of sounding like a steriotypical high school senior but I can't wait to move. Even if it is to my dad, sister, or cousin's house. As long as it isn't under my mother's roof. I am sick and tired of not being to do anything right in her eyes. I am too sarcastic, fat, not happy enough, too loud, not a lady, can't clean, and the other blah. I am tired of having to be the responsible and sensible one in the house. I clean up their messes all the time but not for much longer because I am almost 18 and can't wait. Sorry to vent.

Why! Oh why!

Ah school starts soon and I am dreading going back. Okay I will admit to a little excitement but I hate tests, homework, and papers! I know, I know. Yada yada it's a part of life and blah blah blah you have to grow up but I don't wat to just yet. This is the part where I wish Peter Pan would come rescue me and wisk me off to Neverland. Ack!There is one good thing about school starting soon.... Can you guess it? No. Okay I can't handle the suspence anymore. It's NEW CLOTHES!!!!! Ah, I love new clothes and I love creating my own goofy style. It is so much fun! I think that I may even have an addiction to clothes! Hey at least its not drugs. Anyways I am off to see my cousin because because the wonderful things she does! *giggles at lame joke* Later, poppets!

A story I started...

It is still a little mysterious but it is still just a begining. Oh and I should warn you it is kind of creepy.......


No!!!! Please not my family!!!! My words were lost in the howling of the wind and other shouts. I struggled to get free of the burly male that held my bound arms behind me. I tried to wiggle out but it only resulted in blood and rope burns. The man laughs low and rough at my silly attempt. His breath mad me wrinkle up my nose and actually stung. He laughed at my pain watching my youngest sister and father being brought to the stake. Tears started to spill from my eyes watching my family being lined up for their execution.
My mother and I spared for purposes that I am too disgusted to even think. They tied little Rose to the stake and spill the gasoline on the hay. She was screaming my name and her gorgeous, green eyes were wide with fear. Her round little face was splotchy from the tears and her blonde curls started to matt to her face. I was frozen in terror as I watched them torch her. I was paralyzed and couldn’t turn away from her. My father shouted next to her and I could hear my mother’s muffled screams from the house.
Rose’s screams finally ceased and now it was father’s turn. I started to turn away but the man roughly turned my face towards my family. “I don’t think you want to miss this.” He whispered roughly into my ear. My mouth opened to scream but nothing came out. I watched my father die in frozen terror. I wriggled and the screams escaped my mouth after a few minutes but I couldn’t free myself. The man started to shake me but his voice started to change.
“Ellie, wake up! It’s just a nightmare.” It was my friend, Nana’s voice. I woke up watching her frightened face hovering over me. Her dark brown eyes were sympathetic as she wiped the sweat from my forehead. “Shhh, its okay. Please be quiet. One of these days you are going to wake them and we will be done for it.” She said in what was supposed to be a comforting voice but I could hear the fear that she was trying to hide. My nightmares scared her and usually reminded her of things that she was trying so hard to forget. Though there was something different about our nightmares. They were real and had actually happened.

My dream journal!

I have started making my dream journal. I am not finished with some of the images to your left. I am so excited! It is so much fun. I reccomed to everyone!

Sorry, I just feel numb.

I'm numb.
I cannot feel anything.
I cannot react to anything and I most certainly cannot love.
My mind, body, and soul are malfunctioning.
I break, break, break down silently.
All the king's horses and all the king's men don't even attempt to fix me.
I am a misfit, an outcast, and a leper.

I crawl into a ball and lay on the ground.
She is not there to help me back up.
She sits at home crying.
She isn't thinking of me as she sits there solemnly.
I realized a long time ago that she brought me into this world.
But I never thought she would be my reason out of this world.
I am lost and I am alone.

Maybe this weakness makes me like her.
I have tried so hard not to turn out like her.
But its so tough and I am so weak.
My depression is draining all of my strength.
I have been watching all of it slowly go down the drain over the years.
I am almost out and I am finally caving into it.
Turning into your parents is inevitable.

What is youth?

What is it about youth? The best or worst time of your life. If it is so bad then why do people crave it? Sure every one loves to be a child or just act like one but then why do they say they would never want to go back to that time in their life. Thats not even the part that makes my head cock sideways and cross my eyes because then they something that leaves me stumped. They don't want to grow old either tossing out my whole theory of them wanting to keep moving on. So if you are afraid of death you are afraid of life? Society anymore honestly just leaves me baffled. I mean our society wants to look young but not be young and to be frank no one is ever satisfied. God put us here for a reason and I am sure we knew what he meant at one time but some where over the years we have definitely lost sight of it. Then again I like to believe he gave life for a good cause. He wanted to see all the good that can come of things and watch us find out for ourselves what is the right thing. Instead most people need others to help them along in life. We no longer no how to grow on our own and fight for what is right. Anyways I have no idea what I am talking about and plan on signing out...Later poppets!

Breaking Dawn Release Party!

Another volume of Stephenie Meyers Twilight saga released at 12 am today and you can bet your butt I was there in line to buy it at midnight. The local Borders held a party to honor the saga's newest release and to humor the silly fans like me. It was fun but packed and I mean packed. If you wanted the book you had to get a bracelet with a number and wait in the line in order. My cousin and I were numbered 445 and 446. It was an unbelievable wait and the most boring part but when I held the book in my hand finally it no longer mattered how long I had to wait. I was giddy with joy with the added bonus of a nice sketchbook on sale. So now I have the book that I have been waiting about a year for and I am going to start my first sketch diary. I am excited! I got the idea from my bestest pally wally! Her blog is Alexandra of Avonlea, she talks about hers too! Anyways I leave you with this message: Don't drink an icky smoothie with a lot of caffiene and wait in line for a hour at midnight because there may be serious consequences. I speak from expierence. Ha ha. Later Lovetts!

Just Let Go

No, I am not going emo on you but there is a message in my subject. My church has been doing a segment on not living in the past. I could not make it to today's service but it really helped my friend to let go of something she had been holding on to way too tightly. I tried to pry it from her myself but I could never lodge it from that corner in her heart. The service helped her realize that it was just time to let go and I am so proud of her. Everyone has something that they need to let go of and go on with life. I know I have a few issues myself that I need to work out. I want to really work on myself this year before I get out to the real world. I just want to leave you with this message. If you have anything you are holding on to and feel that you can't live without it. I think you just need to try and let go because you will feel as if a huge weight has been lifted from your shoulders. It feels great, trust me. When you do that you will be able to focus on the good things in the present and the greater things to come in the future. So let go of that baggage today and live. Carpe Diem, my lovelies!

I am back! Please refrain from throwing tomatoes...

I realize it has been a long time since my last post and I apologize for that. I would like to say that my hate for today's society sufocated me to the point of not wanting to share my thoughts with the world. True, I would like to say that but I can not for it would be as lie. A lie that would just make my nose bigger and I don't think the shallow part of me would enjoy that too much. I had just lost all interest in my writing(that includes my blog) and I would like to tell you why but I don't know why, myself. So, lets just start all over again....My new pen name is Madame de Mot and I am a teenage girl of the human kind. I will be a senior this year and I may add I am scared as Louie the sixteenth getting crowned. Okay okay maybe not that scared but frightened none the less. Though I guess it is to be expected because this is where my life truely begins. I don't feel ready but really who ever does. Anyways I want to move on from that subject or I may never shut it. This year I have changed, no more the summer has changed me. I have to started to attend church again, became more spiritual, some what more confident, and I think I may even matured a bit. I think life may finally be getting good except for one of my best friends has lately ditched me for a boy. I have went to several different people for advice and the answers have been pretty equal in quality but hey thats how high school works, right? You win some, you lose some. The saying, I guess also applies to friendships. I will cherish the memories we made but that is exactly what they are, sadly. Just memories. Life can be so confusing sometimes but that just comes with the territory. Well I am back in buisness for the moment but for now I am signing off. Good night loves!

Dabbling in the Occult!

YaY for Spring rites! I welcomed Spring last night by doing the spring rites like the sisters in "I Capture the Castle" wtih my friend. We put all of my candles in a circle, burned our deep dark secrets in the middle, and read peotry. We had a blast and plan on doing it again next year with a bonfire instead. I recomend you to thank the great mother nature next year too. Its fun with friends and very spiritual. Well later poppets!

Fun with Decopage! YaY!

My mommy introduced me to decopage and it is amazing! I want to do another box. The one to the left is the first one that I have ever done! I added Jane Austen on the top, my old sweeney todd movie ticket, a ticket from when I went to Music Hall, and a bunch of cute vintage things. Seriously, it is so much fun and I think anyone who reads this should go out and get soe stuff to decopage. Yay yay yay! Well I hope you like my box because I know I do. Woot! Woot! Later gator!

He's alive! Bwahahahaha!

In the picture to the left you will see my lovely cat, Tom, modeling my first knitting project that I have come to know as Oscar. This project took me aproximately way more time than it should have but I have finally finished it. I am happy and can't wait for my friend to teach me the rest of her knitting ways now! YaY! Don't you love that feeling of accomplishment? I sure do! Woot! Woot! Later kool kats!

Artworks yo!

It's a program where local teens can make money for doing the things they love. I want to do it for their creative writing part and hope I get the job so bad. I have already printed out the application and filled out! I want it so bad! Wish me luck! It was funny I told my mom about it and she already knew of the program and she was so excited for me until she found out I was doing it for the writing not the actual art like painting. Her face literally dropped like ten inches but then she explained that she was just hoping that I wanted to do the thing that she would have at my age if she had the oppurtunity then. I told her writing was my passion and thats what I intend to do and then she was okay with my descision. I can't wait for the interview! Well, see you after while crocodile!

YaY for Arthur Live!

I went to see Arthur live with my sister and my nephew. We were lost for two hours or so but when we finally got there we started to enjoy ourselves. I had even seen the episode of Arthur they had put on and it was pretty good for a kids show. I actually found myself singing and clapping along after awhile. I love to watch plays no matter for what audience they are intended for. Anyways now I sit at home and wait for my mother to bring me to one of my best friend's birthday party and I hope she hurries up!!! Later my starlets!

Research papers are a biatch!

I hate research papers! I love learning some of the new and interesting things but it can take so dog gone long to find some of the information. I am writing a paper on the poem "The Lady of Shalott" and do not get me wrong the piece is my favorite. The reason I want to pull my hair out is its hard to find the reviews on the poem when it first came out and some things about Lord Alfred Tennyson. I have looked at so many different pages about him that I could be his walking, talking biography by now! Ack! I'm sorry about my little outburst but I was stressing and I needed to vent. Good day to you ladies and gents!

Worst and Best Week of my life!

This week has been a great and terrible one in so many different ways! I was put out of my house(in a friendly manner), I stayed with a friend on a school week, I lost a friend, forgot a project, spilled pop on me and a different project, raced old marimba carts, got a friend back, a mask displayed in a school showcase and our library, and finally a new bathroom! It was an interesting week for me and one that I won't forget. I was asleep on Tuesday afternoon when my mom woke me up and told me to pack my bag for the rest of the week because I was going to stay with my friend. The two hot workers wouldn't be finished with our bathroom until the weekend. I agreed right away until I remembered I had plans with another friend the next day and I told my mom. She said to cancel them and that my friend would understand. So I did but I was not lucky as my mom had said I would be. My friend was extremely upset and wasn't my friend for like two days. I will tell you that it has been a very long time since I cried like I did when I found out. I had a blast staying with my other friend throughout the week and she stayed up with me when I cried. The only fall back was I had to stay after school with her because she had band. I was bored until we took the old marimba carts to sit on them and race against each other (so much fun)! The next day my friend forgave me and I found out that my teacher used my mask in the small school showcase. Apparently we can't last two days without talking to each other, imagine that. I was so excited! Well when your feeling down and your world is falling around you. Please remember that there is always a good friend out there to pat you on the back and race marimba carts with you! ^.^ Goodbye, my ducklings!

Saint Valentin my butt!!!! *I think*

I think Valentines day is a big waste and I seriously wonder why anyone bothers with it. The media created the stupid holiday to make more money. Wake up world! If there was no halmark there would be no valentine waiting for you at home, car, or any other "cutesy" place your significant other thought of for your pleasure. Okay, I will calm down and as you have probably figured out part of this outburst is coming from my bitterness. I have never had a valentine and I have watched my crush for the past three years with his girlfriend. Yes, I said three years! I know I am pathetic and don't you dare look at me like that. It's not like I have let it stop me from having other relationships and enjoying them. I just can't stop my feelings for the guy and I know he flirts back, because I am not the only one who notices it. He has me wondering sometimes if he actually returns the feelings. I try not to get my hopes up, because I know I am just the good friend who happens to be a girl. I have never had the heart to tell him my feelings though and thats partly because of something he said our sophomore year. I told him that I liked this guy and it wasn't a total lie, because (yay me) I was kind of crushing on another guy who was taken(this one slightly worst considering he was taken by a guy). Anyways I said that he was with someone and asked if I should tell him how I feel. At first he told me yes, but then quikly changed it to no if it was a long relationship. I am doomed to eternity as the friend! But this year I decided with some good council from a friend to do something about these feelings. I wrote a letter containing my feelings for him and dated it for the last day of school when I pland to give it to him. Also the sly little fox that I am, gave him a valentine today. Okay I gave all of my friends one, but hey its a step. He took it without saying a word, but on the way out of class I saw something. He dropped it in the process of getting his stuff together, but to my surprise he actually picked up and stashed it in his pocket. I know that I am probably over analyzing things, but please just leave me to think it actually meant that there a small something between us. Anyways I started this blog off complaining about valentines day like most other bitter, boyfriendless girls carry on about and ended up telling you about my pathetic (probably non existent) love life! If you do have a valentine just ignore to my bitter and cynical behavior. Go enjoy the man you love who adores back and have a great Valentines day! Later poppets!

Wow, being sick really takes a toll on your noggin!

I literally think I have nothing to say right now. I have been pretty sick for like a week and a half. I even missed three days of school in which I spent coughing up my lungs and watching the second season of 21 Jump street! Today I am still barking and I think it has really damaged my thinking process, because for the first time in forever I have absolutely nothing to say. Do you have any idea how much this is driving me crazy? If the flu was not enough,God, you just had to add the stupid disease of writer's block! ACK! I think I'm going to sign off, because I have no idea what else to SAY! Good day, lovelies!

My New Obsession!

Woot! Woot! I just starting watching 21 Jump Street, a cop show from the 80s starring Johnny Depp! It is amazing and I love it! I'm going to get the second season either tonight or tomorrow! if you have never heard of it, you need to look it up on youtube or something. I created a key earring like Penhall's and I wear all the time now! My favorite episode is where Hanson and Penhall go undercover as the Mcquaid brothers, it's hilarious. Later, Dears!

*Sigh* Prom

A most traditional and eventful night in almost every teenager's life. At first I thought I was going to be one those girls who is all "anti" prom, but they did the unthinkable. My high school actually roped me in with a them so extraordinary that even I may enjoy myself on prom night. This year's theme is none other than a Masquerade! I am so excited now and I am even making my gown, fan, and mask! Yay I found a pattern for the perfect dress online, picture to the left, and I can't wait! I'm hoping if I'm really good that my mom will buy me a pretty, old fashioned corset and shoes! I just want to have fun with my outfit and could care less about the date part. OOOOO OOOO OOOO! I want to knit a cute little scarf or shaw to go with it, of course that would mean I have to finish Oscar(heh heh). Well, I am off to see the wizard my young grass hoppers!

Happy Fat Tuesday!

I have decided to give up regular pop! I have been leaning off of the "can of sugar" for awhile. But I thought Fat Tuesday would help me seal the deal (I know its ingenious!). I like the idea of having to give something up for awhile. Several heroes of the past had to give things up like their lives and freedom just for a better future for us. I know my "can of sugar" is insignificant compared to the loss of the great heroes of America, of the world. But I do feel that it could be a start. Our generation has nothing to fight for and just takes advantage of certain privledges, except for a select percentage. I feel that no one is grateful the things that we possess now. I'm not saying that I want our world be overcome with hardships again. But I wish something would happen to show people the things we should be thankful for and appreciate the heroes that came before our time. This is just another thing that is always on my mind. Later, honey bunches!

Ugh, the world is filled with idiots!

Why do people feel the need to torment the very people who like to stay invisible? I mean half the time I feel like I have a target painted across my forehead or perhaps a certain aroma that attracts my "beloved" tormenters. I work my ass off to stay undetectable, but they always they weasel their way next to me. They yell, "accidently" hit me, and beaat me down until I am left with nothing of the small amount of self esteem that I have. Damn it, do people seriously have nothing better to do than destroy a life. I cannot wait to leave behind those ignorant, immature imbeciles! Well, sorry to vent my dears!

Tilney, my Sweet!

What lies beyond your closet door? What secrets seep through your floor? A dark and ghost like past perhaps or maybe the very things you will never relent. The deepest and creepiest of your affections. Oh surroundings and lovely room please do well to keep these inner workings for without the secrecy I shall fear a terrible doom. Oh how I love a good romance or a suspenseful thriller. I am currently reading Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey and I do say that is rather good. But I will not tell you for the world what happens. But I will tell you it has on my toes. Would you like a sneak peak into my head and the effects of reading such a wicked, wicked book. Alright then imagine a young girl of about 17 with shoulder length bronze hair and rainy grey eyes. She lay on her canopy bed with a book under her roundish like nose. The girl kicks with happiness, punches with anger, and cries tears of joy all for a few silly words printed neatly on bound paper. What a silly girl to let books carry her away like this......And that my dear friends is the effect Northanger Abbey has on me. Well good day, for I do not want to keep Catherine and Tilney waiting too long.