Tuesday, June 3, 2008

full ballet scene from mtv
this is an awesome scene BUT WHY OH WHY MUST THEY TORTURE US SO????????!!!!!!!!



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Saturday, May 31, 2008

the cover of BREAKING DAWN
the cover of BREAKING DAWN


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Friday, May 30, 2008

   ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY'S SNEAK PEEK OF BREAKING DAWN!!!
Hi, EW.com readers,

I'm so excited about the August 2 release of Breaking Dawn — I can't wait to finally be able to discuss everything that happens! No more secrets! To help whet your appetite, Entertainment Weekly has an exclusive sneak peak of the first chapter of Breaking Dawn. The entire first chapter is available in the Eclipse Special Edition, out tomorrow, which will also reveal the cover of Breaking Dawn and have Team Edward and Team Jacob iron-on decals. Here it is, I hope you enjoy!

Stephenie Meyer


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1. ENGAGED

NO ONE IS STARING AT YOU, I promised myself. No one is staring at you. No one is staring at you.

But, because I couldn't lie convincingly even to myself, I had to check.

As I sat waiting for one of the three traffic lights in town to turn green, I peeked to the right — in her minivan, Mrs. Weber had turned her whole torso in my direction. Her eyes bored into mine, and I flinched back, wondering why she didn't drop her gaze or look ashamed. It was still considered rude to stare at people, wasn't it? Didn't that apply to me anymore?

Then I remembered that these windows were so darkly tinted that she probably had no idea if it was even me in here, let alone that I'd caught her looking. I tried to take some comfort in the fact that she wasn't really staring at me, just the car.

My car. Sigh.

I glanced to the left and groaned. Two pedestrians were frozen on the sidewalk, missing their chance to cross as they stared. Behind them, Mr. Marshall was gawking through the plate glass window of his little souvenir shop. At least he didn't have his nose pressed up against the glass. Yet.

The light turned green and, in my hurry to escape, I stomped on the gas pedal without thinking — the normal way I would have punched it to get my ancient Chevy truck moving.

Engine snarling like a hunting panther, the car jolted forward so fast that my body slammed into the black leather seat and my stomach flattened against my spine.

''Arg!'' I gasped as I fumbled for the brake. Keeping my head, I merely tapped the pedal. The car lurched to an absolute standstill anyway.

I couldn't bear to look around at the reaction. If there had been any doubt as to who was driving this car before, it was gone now. With the toe of my shoe, I gently nudged the gas pedal down one half millimeter, and the car shot forward again.

I managed to reach my goal, the gas station. If I hadn't been running on vapors, I wouldn't have come into town at all. I was going without a lot of things these days, like Pop-Tarts and shoelaces, to avoid spending time in public.

Moving as if I were in a race, I got the hatch open, the cap off, the card scanned, and the nozzle in the tank within seconds. Of course, there was nothing I could do to make the numbers on the gauge pick up the pace. They ticked by sluggishly, almost as if they were doing it just to annoy me.

It wasn't bright out — a typically drizzly day in Forks, Washington — but I still felt like a spotlight was trained on me, drawing attention to the delicate ring on my left hand. At times like this, sensing the eyes on my back, it felt as if the ring were pulsing like a neon sign: Look at me, look at me.

It was stupid to be so self-conscious, and I knew that. Besides my dad and mom, did it really matter what people were saying about my engagement? About my new car? About my mysterious acceptance into an Ivy League college? About the shiny black credit card that felt red-hot in my back pocket right now?

''Yeah, who cares what they think,'' I muttered under my breath.

(c) 2008 by Stephenie Meyer, reprinted with permission from the Eclipse Special Edition published by Little, Brown and Company.


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Tuesday, May 27, 2008

dear mr president

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Friday, May 9, 2008

OH MY! OH MY!!!


^ABOVE IS THE LONG AWAITED TEASER FOR TWILIGHT^

we may have had our doubts, (i for one especially) and with the way things were looking, it was going to be a bad movie but after watching this (bout 17 times) i think i was wrong. we may have prejudge this movie, i for one did.

the way he talks and his mannerisms just screams edward. i really dont care any more that he doesnt look like him, when i saw it sent shivers down my spine!!
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Tuesday, May 6, 2008

this song is by a fine frenzy. it says exactly how a feel bout my ex and my crush
(what i cant say to my crush cuz i am afraid of being hurt again)

He and I had something beautiful
But so dysfunctional, it couldn't last
I loved him so but I let him go
'Cause I knew he'd never love me back

Such pain as this
Shouldn't have to be experienced
I'm still reeling from the loss,
Still a little bit delirious

Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long
'Cause though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move on
Yet, I'm better near to you.

You and I have something different
And I'm enjoying it cautiously
I'm battle scarred, I am working oh so hard
To get back to who I used to be

He's disappearing
Fading suddelly
I'm so close to being yours
Won't you stay with me
Please

Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long
'Cause though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move on
Yet, I'm better near to you.

I only know that I am
Better where you are
I only know that I am
Better where you are
I only know that I belong
Where you are

Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long
Though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move on

Near to you, I am healing
But it's taking so long
'Cause though he's gone
And you are wonderful
It's hard to move on
Yet, I'm better near to you.

Yet, I'm better near to you.

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i poked myself with my weapon of DOOM!!!
sorry guys. ive been depressed lately so i didnt feel like posting. been up to my ass in research papers though. prom was okay we had a lame theme, "enchancement under the sea". i went with my friend mandie. we had an awesome time. ill get pics up as soon as i can.

made some random videos of me and my friends. will get them up soon too. the player that has all my marilyn manson and stuff like that on it kept messin up and so i had to put my other one up.

10 days until i unoficially get out of school, and 14 or 15 days until i official graduate.

anyway, last night was my last chorus concert and after we went and ate chinese/japanese. after that i went to b&n and almost got LOCKED INSIDE!! which freaked me out a little.


LUV YA ALL LOTS!!!! k.
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Sunday, April 13, 2008

hilarious movie review
http://my.spill.com/video/video/show?id=947994%3AVideo%3A446
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homophobia is gay
HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had.
I wish they could adopt me.
I am not one of the lucky ones.
I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school.
It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the Realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised.
The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the woman who died when the EMT s stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"
--IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS--

I have a lot of friends who are bi and/or gay who I still love. And if you wanna hate me for that or think I'm weird, see if I give a shit.

Here's another one of my mini-rants on a more serious issue. Homophobia.

I've had a lot of people give me that, "Oh I have nothing against gay people, I just don't think it's right and it's a sin" shit! You know wat, if you think that, that DOES mean that you have something against them, and the fact that u don't come out and say that bothers me! ok, im done. u wanna flame me for this or give me shit about it, I don't give a damn.


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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

   prom - an unneccesary evil
well hey guys.

been very busy with school, we have a month and 2 weeks till the end.

its very stressful.

so is prom.

prom.
the very name sounds torturous! im going with kenny, who is in love with kayla, who has a bf in indiana, who is coming to prom. i just want to scream at everyone. they just dont seem to get that i dont want to go with kenny and have him sitting there all night and mope over kayla and wish that he was with her and not with the ugly inperfect little me. in fact the whole thing makes me depressed cuz no one even bother to ask me to the damn thing! kayla just asked kenny for me and didnt even ask if i wanted to go with him or not! kayla cant have it both ways! her bf and her "other man" (aka kenny) in the same place at the same time in formal wear is not a good cocktail to make. and lonly old ugly inperfect me in the corner watching my "date" fight over a nother girl. myabe i just being selfish but i want someone who will pay attention to me at prom. i just guess im invisible to guys!
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