Wednesday, December 5, 2007

It's been a while
I got so caught up in school stuff and I'm working on a story for my own amusement. *scratches head* well, This is all that happened to me since I pretty much entered the school:
I went to that homecoming thing and had a kickin time.
I about got my ass kicked by some people that can throw me easily in my Journalism class.
I was Misa Misa for Halloween and all I had to do was wear pigtails.
I got Sims 2 for the PC and I suck at it.
I met a LOOOOOOOOOTTTTTT of new people good ways and bad. I have this one friend named Dylan and he's so fuckinn skinnee and tall and gay that he's too amazing to function. We always call him "Tall skinny Gay-Ass." He's going back to Idaho though so we won't see his Tall Skinny Gay Ass anymore.
Me and that kid I told you about that invited me to Homecoming, we've been about going out for 3 months now. My best friend "Moses," has been going out off and on crazily with this guy that looks about 20, but is in our Freshman year. I hug him.
Ok. About this Chris Crocker guy. He's crazy, he's cute, and I love him. Not litteraly, but he's someone I admire now. I think what he says has major flaws, but the fact that he lets his thoughts out through the way he does, it's bold and admiring so, yeah. People should LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE NOW....
My God, I love you guys. I miss you guys. Whenever I read posts on your guys' sites, I can realate to your problems and see what life's like in different schools because everyone acts like children in my school. Honestly, you're either sweet child, rapist, or switchy sidey a little bit o both. My school's sick. It's crazy and nuts. My last hour teacher makes dirty jokes and me and 2 other guys laugh only. There's always a food fight in lunch, we blast music on the computers in the morning. My 1st hour, we got to watch Lord Of The Rings and we played M*A*S*H and Mad Libs for a grade.
I've had some crazy dreams lately. Some involving me finding out the secret with Toys R Us and their scheme to turn everyone to salmon and cut their heads off while I calmly and smoothly explain to a crowd around christmas when there's no toys and only lawn supplies in the store and break a window, then run to Walmart to run from a friend from DDR and a guy in a Hallowween costume while me and my half cat half human friend run for our blonde lives....to... the one I had last night where I was kissing the neighbor boy and his mom came in his room and chased me off with a spatula. I could write a book on my dreams. Oh, did I tell you the one where me and 6 other people were sitting in a half regal, half party room and 1 of the 6 people was Jack Nicholson? Yeah, Jack looked sad and I didn't know what to do so I got naked and covered myself in honey. Jack Nicholson, shocked, went crazay and turned into a malovent tree demon and tried to bite my honey dipped finger off. I escaped his clutches by running and hiding in the Sims Love Tub.
Ah, yeah. I have a new favorite band. It started out with Bitches, then I Hate Jimmy Page. I'm in head over heels lust with Mindless Self Indulgence. It's really...straight and stupid how everyone thinks I love scream-o and shit. To be precise, only Moses can decipher that stuff and though I like a few Dir En Grey songs, I'm really a bit of a hodge podge. Sex rap. 8o's Music. Hard Rock. Punk. Euro Pop. J Rock. Small tinge of Scream-o. I like so much honestly. One time, in the morning on a school's computer (I supply my own headphones,) I took my .phones out and blared up "Barney and Friends." It really is a good song except for the fact sticky children like it. It's cute. I memorized that song by heart and thoguh it's a song you think everyone can sing, it is NOT THAT EASY.
Just for those who didn't know, I was crushed when I found out Steve Burns (From Blues Clues, not annoying Joe,) died of drug overdose. Colledge my ass...... *heartthrob cry*

Anyone know JTHM?
I'm tired. My sleeping time is around 4:30 pm to 5:00 am or 11:30 pm to 4:50 am. Stupid time. It goes too fast for me.
~A Non-follower~
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Friday, September 7, 2007

Lifes Crossing and the Beginning of one Gay Journey....
I'm beginning a journey; a very gay journey. The journey is High School. I started it on Tuesday and have been in it for four days. I brought my imaginary friend to school with me. LOLZ, he's real, you just can't see him. Soooo...... a lot of my classes suck and blow. I hate journalism and algebra the most. I don't know how I fucked that up already but I'm failing algebraI the first week. My favorite classes are World History and English. I do like science a tiny bit too. My friend Jack's in that class with me. It was funny because on the first day in that class, I was all like, "ZOMG Jack. Our teacher's howt." I said it really manly or like ....d00d. He's like, "But she's a girl..." "Yeah," I said. "A really howt girl!" Her name is Mrs. Kocsis and she doesn't look a day over 18. she's cute, but it'd never work out. LOl, it's fine anyway. But yes, I also like English. I mean, the teacher's nice and her name is Mrs. Wunder. It's funny because usually teachers with a last name like Mr. Best or something (I knew a Mr. Best,) they have a nice last name, but they're real dicks. She's not like that. She likes it when kids are hyper in her class- how odd. Oh, yeah, me and Jack have that class together too. I met a guy named Tyler in that class. He's really EMMMMOOOOO. He likes being called that I guess. Emo is no longer an insult here. But he sits right behind me and never stops talking. I talk to him though, and Jack does too. He likes to insult people: and me. When we were doing the remembering name game which took two days because we all have the attention spand of goldfishes and the memory of a cabbage, it took us two painful days to get it down like clowns. Tyler was yelling, "This class has A.D.D leaking out the ears!" I whispered, "D00d, I bet everyone in this class wants to kick you in the balls. You gotta be careful." He's kinda dumb and he doesn't do work for the helluvit. He makes me look like an honor role student and I'm a fuckin slow person. (Not retearded though, just a slwo reactor and rememberer and unmotivated. Don't mix it up.) Now, to World History. Me and Courtney are in that class, my only other friend from old school. She sits across the room from me so we make hand gestures and really bad sign language and funny faces to speak to one another. We make the teaher laugh a lot but we don't know why. Everytime I look at the teacher for that class I think to myself, "...And Grizzly Adams did have a beard." So, well, two White Pines guys site next to me, and White Pines was the other middle school. One's name was Dylan and the other's name was Tyler as well. The first day we did the name game and I was really entergetic and I spoke outta turn a lots. It's annoying how whenever I talk to the W.P Tyler kid, I can't recall anything we talk about. I forget most of our conversation. I met him in the lunch hall on my way out of lunch too. He said my name and hi. "How do you know my name?!?" "We go to the same History class. I sit right next to you." "We do?" "Yesssss." "Oh, well, uhh.... what's your name?" "I told you 3 times already, it's Tyler." "Ohhh..... uhh..... wana be friends?" "You already asked me that yesterday and I said yes." "Oh, uh... uh... we did? Oh, cool we're friends." "........Yeah." That was our first conversation....I think. I'm not sure, I don't remember. The next day we randomly got teamed up as partners in that class. We started talking about our interests and he's the exact opposite of me. In fact, he's a boy and I'm a girl, that's pretty opposite. So, we just like, talked through paper like notewise whatever. I told him that he wasn't ugly out of the blue. It was random and he only said, I get that a lot. I accidently took his pencil so I had to find him in the halls but we always run into eachother so it was easy. I wrote "WHERE MY GAYS AT," on the paper we were using. Oh, so on Thursday, we talk again through notebook passing it back and forth. As he was writing I was just kind of thinking, "I bet he'd be the only one I'd ever go out with in our grade. He has a nice smile. He's like, the only cute one." I shrugged. We wrote about the classes we were taking. He noticed I was in a bad mood and hiding it that day and knew I was so I was all like, "Oh, yeah, you caught me, I'm sad." (It was for dramatic reasons.) But then I asked him if he liked this class. He wrote he liked it because he got to talk to me. Then I wrote I like talking to him too. Then.... he asked me if I went to dances. (Hell no. What would I do there?) I wrote "Maaaaaayyyybeeeee..." Then he asked me if I'd go to homecoming with him. And I only known the guy for 3 dayyyyyyysssssss!!!! I said no way am I going to say no to him. (the only problem is I'm a dorkus and I didn't know what homecoming was. I had to ask everyone everything I could.) I got kinda scared because it was kinda too good to be true, and I'm really paranoid and skeptic. I thought he was just going to play a prank on me so I started to feel bad. I mean, because this guy is really nice but I didn't know he was half as popular as he is. (It's silly because he asks me everyday if I know his name. It took me 3 days to get it all square.) I had to ask him if he really wanted to go with me, just to make sure, (because he did comment on me wearing 2 different socks. *suspiscious*.) He said, if he didn't like me, he wouldn't have asked. As soon as I got into school today, we ran into each other and we sat outside his class and talked. A huge amount of people would walk over to him and talk and say hi, (lot of girls.) (holy crap how does he keep this many friends. I don't even know half my friends' names.) Today I was wearing a school girl tripp Hot topic dress with distracting socks and black boots. The dress came with a cute littele tie. it had no sleeves and the back was really low so you could see my bra- which I fixed up putting my Gir Jacket on. I showed him the back of it for no reason and he said, "That is low." He took a picture of me with his phone. I diiisssppissssseee getting meee photo tookens so I was looking away and down and fidgeting and other random daloohhah. He said he wanted a picture of me, but he got one in the end. Yeah, I really like this guy. He's nice cute and popular, and I'm wierd, unorthidox, and known with friends I can't name. *Happy face* I'll tell you how long this works out. One last thing. I was waiting for my friends at our lunch wierd shaped table in the back away from all teeh peoples, and he came over and sat with me. It was just me and him. We taked, I did one of those stares you call, "You-got-a-nice-face-and-complexion-and-I-really-really-really-really-like-you stare. A friend o his came over and said over and oooovvveeerr..... "You 2 are going to go to homecoming together you 2 are-" He finally pushed him. (thank god, he never shuts up. Wait, I don't know that guy.) He left and it was me and him again. He said he had to go to another table soon because my friends scare him deeply. He left soon after saying that and Kateri, Taylor and the others came like a calm heard of ADHD buffalo. "He sat with me for a few." I said. "He had to go because you guys are so wierd you scare him. But not me." "WTF???? You're the wierdest one of us all- he should be afraid of you!!!" I chuckled, "You guys are sooooooo wierd." I was just bein funny. But yes. I am one wierd MO JESTER. MO JESTER: MO jess tOr; (pn,)Mo Jester (vb,) Mo Jestered (vb2,) Mo Jestering. Def: One who likes and wears clothes of jesters or mimes and pretends to hit on and rape friend Kateri. "Kuh tEEr rE" ................................lol..........? This iz a No-follower, wishing you all a no so frutyliscious year you Danimals kids, signing off. I'll get to life crossing tomarrow. I'm tired.
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Friday, August 24, 2007

Uhhhhhhhh
I haven't been on Otaku in a month. I need to sum it up.
My step sister visited dad's. It was cool. We're wierd.
Uhmmm..... I made 3 new friends, can't tell anymore to you all about it.
Me and my special person broke up. We're both relieved now. I'm not gunna grow attached to anymore guys unless they're dead.
I finished my pokemon game, the Diamond one.
I found a shiny graveler....O_O and caught it with a fast ball- no use selfdestructie, I kinda wish I could give it to GB Fiend because her story still gets to me.
Ahmmmummmmmhummm... I know what I want to do with my life. I want to drop out at 16 and live with my step sis and go to california, the palce where potental is found and Michael Jackson once was. I wana be a model. Not the Skinny dying ones. I want to just be like, a punk model. My step sis said I can't tell you guys what she wants to be, it's a secret. I only got 2 more years til I leave mich.
Oh, my step sis is like lovin Good Charlotte, and she keeps waving this, "Billy Martin" d00d in my face. I like 1 song from them. 1 song. I read most of the comments of the video and most ppl said they hate Good Charlotte but this song is rlly nice. Is niiiice. And 1 girl said she'd fuck Billy Martin in an instant. O-ok. But who the hell is this singer d00d? Apparnely he's more famouser than Billy d00d and his brother's only in the band cuz he is. Who the fuck is the lead singer- and why do I care- I don't. Never mind.
Oh, went clothes shopping--- Bought this oober droolover Marilyn Manson shirt. I love that guy.
My cousin Julie who I said was pregnant 2 months ago, her baby died in her. Her father died too. But he wasn't in her, he just died. No one has it worse than her. I wana know how things are gunna get better for that poor chick.
I can't wait to die.
Just for the count how many o you are guna pass on?
I wana be around til the world ends with some special guy. I wana find my step sister too, though she's my human slave, she's my #1. =P
I don't recall whatthehellsies I did besides any of that stuff, but school's starting and my school pictures look like shit and so do all the girls @ my new highschool with brown straightened long prep hair clnoes with hollister boys and posing emoes. Even though I'm a highschooler now, the walls still reek of little children. Fucking immiture hormonicly unstable american brats. (aware is american. My school's not very divers for some reason.) Usually I hate summer break but all the subjects I need to take, have NOOOOOOOOO use for my future.
Last thing. I finally cleaned my room. I lost a shirt too.
I did also get Death Note #7. L died. 9_9 I didn't cry though.
Oooh ooh. I also had a tea party with my step sister. Wit htea, and bears and sweets outside. It was nice but then it rained. I couldn't sacrifice getting the bears wet.


Ehhhh...... teenages scare the living shit out of me.
Goodnight.
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