No See In Long Time, Yes?

Hmm...

So, haven't been around much. Huh?
Lol, today was CHRISTMASSSSSSSSSSSS! (Yay) And mi got a iTouch! Yoza!!! =D
So I'm like bored. Imma go read my book now.
Ciao.
[The book is: I'm Watching You - Karen Rose]

Hmm...

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I didn't play basketball...
Would I have better grades? I know I would have more time for writing and reading, and would probably finish many of the stories that are currently unfinished. Would my friends still be my friends?
Huhh.
What if, huh?

Panic Attacks and Musical Inhalers

Ahh, glorious Monday.
So I've been freaking over the fact that I haven't got this book I ordered off Amazon.com (I hate calling and saying that I didn't get the book). But I've just realized that it is due from the 27 of September - 7 of October. This sucks a bit seeing as I have all the other books and its a series and I need this book to start them off but now a panic attack has been avertied.
Also today I got my inhaler (sp?). Woop. Now I can breath in practice!!!
Yippee-Kye-Yay!
But the inhaler itself is like some mucial thingy-ma-bob. Seriously, I have to use this attachment and when I do it makes a "Hummmm!" sound.
fReAkY!

Death By Slippery Stairs

Okay, I've never lived in a house w/ an upstairs. I've never wanted to, in fact I like boycotted it @ first.
But lucky me, when we moved into this new house I got the attic. AKA, the only upstairs room in the house.
Yayyyy...
(Must I say "not" or did you catch that sarcasm?)
So today I'm walking down stairs to go eat din-din and, BANG, there goes my right sock covered foot off the wooden stair. Not a second later was my other foot joining its friend Mr. Right.
And I was like:
"Oh, Gee, wow. Now I know what B***** feels like when she tells stories about taking a tumble down her stairs."
Though her's are carpet (and super steep).
"Bang, Boom, Bang, Bang, Boom!!!!" There I go. And shit did it hurt.
So know I type this was a bruised back and uber-stiff codo (<~~~ I pay attention in Spanish class!!) (For those of you who don't know codo means elbow... I think).

Fooooooooooootball!

Dude(s),
I soo love football. Okay, not really. But I love watching the games.

So. Fucking. Awesome.

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Example of pre-game activity (I'm Blue-Eyes-With-Braids).
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Seriously, the whole game I was all "Wooo! Go A** C******!!!" Yeah, I had a toad voice at the end of that game. Then we came home and played RockBand.

Ha. I got to be the singer.

Yeah, exactly.

Long Time & No Reading of Me....

Well, okay. See, I've made myself a website. I could have a blog there - pics of my characters, links to stuff, and well many other things you can't have here. But then I figured that here you have many things you don't have on freewebs.com so I've come up with a solution!!!
I will have a link so when you click "Blog" it will come here! And I wont have to start over on my blogs!!!!
Woop. I'm a genius. I know.

Oopsie-Doopsie! =/

Ha... ha...
Ughm, alright yeah. I haven't written in a bit - sorry! I was doing so well... Whatever, I'm writing now.
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So I've sighned up for fictionpress.net (sweet!). I knew that this site had original stories but not poems, so yay, I can put up a few I had created to work in with a fanfic. I also figured that everything would be a mess, the looking for stories part, but its not. You can find what you want pretty easy - there is a little complication like, do I want to look under Romance: Supernatural or Supernatural: Romance. And people really do R&R, which is great 'cause I really love when I know someone likes (or dislaikes) and is READING my story.
So like Yay!
C=

YAY!

Wooooo-Hooo!
Wonderfully fantasic news everyone!

I've got my oneshot all planned out! It will be great. Dramatic and Cammy! Tad bit of romance too! I can't wait to finish writing it! I'm so excited!

*happy dance*

Hmmm...

Well I'm borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrred.

So to cure my case of horrible boredness I've written/am writing a oneshot Cammy. It takes place in Sammy's Sophmore year, Casey's Senior. And It's going quite well. It's only a shot little thing, really. But it's cute.

C= Please enjoy! (when it gets up... heres a preview though...)

“ I can not believe I let you talk me into this,” I hissed in my, ex, best
friend’s ear. One would think that when a girl new someone since forth grade -
or maybe it was the third… some seven years ago either way – this said girl
would be able to turn down the sweet puppy dog pout of the said someone. Well,
whoever ‘one’ is, they’re thinking wrong. Cause I sure couldn’t turn down
Marissa.

She smiled, a slow sweet show of teeth. That smile had somehow become something that boy’s couldn’t shy away from – this was a little detail I noticed and she most defiantly had not.

“Sammy,
seriously? You wanted to, you know it. Why else would you have said yes?” That smile turned into a smirk.

Had I not explain my Casey situation with her? We, as in Casey and me, have this little agreement. To be just friends. Okay, well truth be told Casey didn’t
really like the idea when I told him of it, but he let me have my way. Though I
have a feeling he was just humoring me.

I don’t like being humored.

Excitedness!!!

This here guys, is the prologue for the first in a new series I have in mind. They will be about "The Covenant", this one will be a ReidxOC. The OC (original character) being Lissa my sweet and sarcastic creation.


START

1. Prologue:
   
   “Misses Petey! Misses Petey! Misses Petey, looky there!”
   Leanne Petri sighed and shifted the heaviest bag of groceries to her hip, “Daniel Blanchard, you get back here right this instant. You know you aren’t aloud in that graveyard. Come on. You’ll be fending for yourself then for supper,” When the seven-year-old didn’t return to her side she only shook her head, “Maximillon, you go on and your brother. Now.” Lord new she would have no part of her body stepping into the gates that surrounded the Salem Witch Memorial Cemetery. It was dreadful enough her house was right next to it.
   Max glared daggers at the back of his foster mother’s head, you go get ‘im, was what he wanted to say. He didn’t like the woman. She had too many rules, and was always talking about God and Jesus. And when she got herself worked up right out mean; she’d tell him and Danny how they were worthless kids and say stuff about how they were devil kids that no on wanted. At the age of eleven, with nine years of foster care under his belt, he new that you couldn’t back talk to her or any foster parent. All it would do was fire back on you. How many kids had he seen get tossed to a different home because they sassed her? Ms. Petri wouldn’t take it and he was lucky to be in her home. She only threw words, not pots and pans, or fists.
   And because he didn’t want to be sent to bed without any food he pushed open the fence and walked into the graveyard that had darkened with the sky. When he turned to look back, Ms. Petri had gone, “Stupid ol’ hag,” Max muttered quietly making sure his voice wouldn’t somehow reach her ears – which had super hearing, he’d swear, “You’re stupid too, for coming in here Dan! You’ll probably not get any food tonight.”
   Danny didn’t care much, he knew that Max would let him eat of his plate, “Max, Max,” Dan panted as he jumped up and down in excitement, “You gotta see! You gotta see!”
   “No, man. What we gotta do is get back to the house, she wont let either of us have food if we take forever.”
   Danny’s face fell slightly, “But Max, it’s a girl! She’s all hurt and stuff! And there’s blood on her too!”
   Max rolled his eyes Danny was imagining things again. He had to be.
   But as Danny led Max deeper into the cemetery, he started fidgeting and doubting himself. What if there was a girl? What would they do?
   “She’s right here,” Max’s eyes all but popped out of his head as he looked down at the small girl who looked as if she had been attacked by thousands of cats, “Told you, told you!”
   “Holy shit,” Max mumbled ignoring the way Danny’s eyes got wide at the word.
   “What are we gunna do Max? Huh, huh?” Danny poked at Max when he didn’t do anything, “We can’t just leave her!”
   “Shut up, Dan.”
   Danny’s eyes grew wider, “You said cuss words,” he whispered dramatically.
   Max ignored Danny as he got down next to girl and shook her, “Hey. Hey, you okay?”
   When his probing and prodding didn’t get a response Max turned the little girl over in his arms. The cuts weren’t just on her arms and legs but on her face too, “Kid, you awake?”
   The feeble moan that escaped the girl’s lips had Danny jumping behind Max and Max tightening his hold.
   Slowly, her eyes opened, making Danny gasp in wonder, “Your eyes,” he shouted, but lowered his voice a notch as Max’s elbow hit his ribs, “Your eyes, they’re different colors.”
   The said eyes, one green and one baby blue, blinked in confusion, “Hurt.”
   Before the one word was spoken, both boys had fallen in love.

FIN


Wonderful if I may say so myself, lol. C=

=[ <----- Sad Face (Though It Looks Like Vampy Face...).

So guys, I might not be able to update when I wanted.
Which was around the 4th.
Grama (yes thats what we call her not Grandma or Nana, Grama) is in the hospital about to have surgury to take care of a kidney stone.
Though they don't really do stuff like that, doctors generally just wait for it to pass. So this means its serious.
This is all why I might not be able to update. If I'm not at the hospital I'll be watching my cousins...


I know like a grand total of zero read this blog but whatever. I don't have to feel bad about putting up my chapter late, cause I expland and everything here.
Like I said I would on my bio.



Ciao.

Bawh-ha-ha-ha-ha!

So I've got a fantastic ending for Running Home!
It involves, Sam, Casey, and a delivery room.
=D
It will be great!




(Just needed to type that up so I don't forget)

I Believe I Can Fly

So on the flight back from Vermont, the one that was taking us to Wichita, had to pull an emergency landing.
Well, no one really knew that it was an emergency landing b/c the pilots didn't tell us anything... So most everyone thought we were landing where we were supposed to. But we landed in Kansas City, not Wichita.
The reason of this madness?
Our flight attenedent passed out, b/c she was drunk or b/c she was having some type of an attack...
fReAkY.

The Little Things In Life

Has anyone listened to a good song lately?
One that hits you right in the gut.
And you just have to sit back and think about everything. Your past, your future, the time now...
Or maybe its was a beautiful day out, one of those sunny days where grass surrounding the brown aging roots of a wonderfully old tree has the sprite bottle green as the tree. And you just sit there like, "Wow." In awe of the pure that's among on the hate and anger that makes up the world.
And you forget everything that's bothering you, the major math test coming up, the bills that need to be paid, the rent that's been over due for two months, or the fact that the cars in no shape to get you to your mother's house for the 4th of July.
I don't really think that people really appreciate moments like these.
And people really ought to, cause your not going to live forever. And little things like this can slip by in the quickest of heart beats.

Updates Anyone?

Sooooo, like I haven't updated my story yet.
The chapter's almost finished (& I'd like to get into the next one a bit) but I'm working out some kinks.
For anyone who has read (if not, click on my FanFiction thingy) Running Home it should be getting a little more "fun" in chapter's to come. Theres a slight surprise in this next one, it makes me giggle. C=
Please, tell me what you think of it.
Feedback is a gift that I would open again and again on Christmas.

Movie Night C=

Ahhhh, Get Smart.
One word: lol
Alright, that wasn't really a word and it was more like rotmtflmlo.
[rolling-on-the-movie-theatre-floor-laughing-my-lungs-out]
Seriously.
You've GOT to see this movie!
It was totally a barrel full of red plastic monkeys.

Teenage Girl = Bitch Loaded W/ Drama

So, I'm in a pisser of a mood at the mo.
Why?
Cause my sis's "used-to-be" bestie is throughing a hissy.
See this chick's like a leach on my lil sister. And my sis doesn't particularly like it. So she hangs w/ other girlies and what-not.
But the whole leach thing?
It was noticed by another girl's mom. And she commented about it.
Either way, it got back to my sis's bff.
And now their fighting over myspace.
Seriously.
God.
Girls are friggin drama beeyotches.

Inside Jokes and the Problems That Come With Them...

Soes...

Everyone knows about inside jokes - yes? Most likely ya've got a couple more than a few with your buds right?
Anyone have a few with one friend or two and then some with a few others but neither side of friends know what the other joke is? Ha, that sure makes since.
Like I've got a group of galls I hang with most of the time. Like, they're my crew; =D my basketball team anyway. Well My basketball team has a range of girls on it - its a wonder that we're friends.
Well not really.
(You know, I should prob'ly start considering my whole basketball team my team - not just the chicks in my grade, huh?)
[Note: I'm sorta changing their names - sorta]
Well there's Brookie - complete worry wort; Lanah - flirty girl, the one who does so with anything that doesn't have boobs; EW - baller, lol, pretty funny and daring, strangly we're the same in a lot of ways (but I'm the way with a bunch of my other friends too); Charlie - the girl is a two faced bitch, but she's still great to hang around; Kris - she's just... Kris, lol.
So me and Kris and EW are very... strange together. So we've got jokes of this and that. But me and Brookie and Charlie have some too. And then me and Lanah - wow, that would take some time to talk about, lol.
My point is - I really don't have one - that it can be hard to not confuse inside jokes with people.
Yah know?

Katy Perry - Ur So Gay Video

Okay. So this is like the most awesome-est singer in the world.
Seriously.
And this video is freaking sweet too!
KATY PERRY ROCKS!

Offical Twlight Trailer!!!

Ok.
I've got to say. I hate that this is such a famous 'movie'. I like my movies to be seldom watched and my books never read by people I know.
Like, I was the first person to read this in my 'town' so to speak and then its like Twilight-this, Twilight-that. I hate it.
I want people to hate it. :p
And thats like super stupid of me, but this is my blog so I'm going to say what I want to.
Just... GAH!

Water Balloons, Slip N' Slides, and Basketball Camps - Oh My!

Who goes to basketball camps when they can't even play? Seriously?
Heh.
Me.
I know, right? Nutty.
Why exactly am I going to basketball camps? Because I have to.
Who makes someone go to basketball camps they can't do anything at?
My coaches.
Yikes.
Either way, it wasn't so bad. If you don't add in the fact I had to sit through 40, 8 minute courters. Yah, 10 games. It really wasn't bad though.
The cool thing was the slip n' slide & water ballooons. Our coaches are awesome (most of the time). It was freakin' sweet, even though me and Lanah had to carry the bucket of water all the way from the consession stand to the side of the football field. Took us like ten minutes.
We put baby oil on the slip n' slide too, which made us all go way fast. AWESOME. THen we had water balloons, they just went like that. Popped fast too. It was all really fun.
We played softball too. With a pillow and a banana lafy-tafy. Wooo.
Kristina hit the 'ball' to the other side of the room and after it was re-treaved it was thrown to me. I then dived to home (pizza boxes full of yesterday's pizza) I landed in front hoping to stop Kristina.
Didn't work.
She hurdled me, landed on the pizza, and ran into the wall.
Then we put Kris into a tash can too. Haha! It was ultra-sweet. 'Momma' Taylor (inside joke, lol) was laughing so hard it was hilarous. Kristina got stuck and then we left her.
Yup.
These are the people I hang out with.

Home Again

Ahhh, home sweet home.
I'm back from my Gramas for all those who care a lick. C= and watching Indiana Jones with my friend who is staying the week with me. We've yet to go to the fourth so we're watching the first three that I own.
Right now they're (Indiana, Willie, & Shorty) are eating at the India Village.
Yummy.
....
...
..
Not.

Warning! Post May Contain Spoilers.

So anyone's favorite TV show end as of latly?Mine did - Bones & NCIS & House. They all made me so frustrated that I wanted to tear out my hair.
House made me cry. CRY. It was so sad, Amber died. ='C Whhhhaaa!
Bones just made me mad. It was completely rediculous how it ended! Booth dieing and what happened with Zach... Gah!
NCIS made me sick. They all left and Jenny died. What kind of writers are these people?!? HORRIBLE!
So I hate everything right now.
Good news though is that Pysch and InPlainSight will be starting up. Woo.

Hip-Hip-Hurray!

So my dear friends I have great news that all should hear...

SCHOOL IS OUT FOR THE SUMMER!

Wonderful isn't it? Feels like school just flew on by, then again doesn't it always feel like that? Hmm. I just have on itsy bitsy problemo. There is no Sun. Zilch. No Sun on the first day of no school - seriously? I mean come on you weather men/women! Yesterday was hot and sunny - I went swimming w/ a group of my friends even. But no Sun today, none.

Ahh, well. I'll just watch Indiana Jones all day.

Help!

I'm in a major stump right now. MAJOR.
I have no clue what to read, I need me some books too. I've only been able to re-read the books that are currently residing in my room. Which is probably up to 6,000. But none the less, I need some new books to read. A new author - anything!
I've been stuck on Nora Roberts/J.D. Robb, but I'm just about read all I can read from the same author. I think I'll start reading J.A. Jance again if I can't come up with something soon.
I like romance books, but not that chessy stuff with the buff dude and naked lady on the front. I want porn i'll ask for it, jeez. Books with both suspense, romance, and murder are my love child. Books about otherworldly things are awesome too - like werewolves, vampires, and what not.
So if anyone knows a good author - PLEASE - hit me up.

THE HOST IS HERE!

OMG. Guys. The - Host - is - now - in - stores. Eeek! Personally I haven't read it yet, but this girl at school, Channing, read it and said it was worth the read.
But yeah know, it really pisses me off that EVERYONE and their fricking shiatsu has to read the same books as me.
Ha, that makes no since what-so-ever.
But, seriously, every-damn-body is reading the Twilight Series. Yah, yah, I know. It's a popular series - now.
I read the books when they first came out. (Just wanted to get that across)
Jeez, this is a stupid post.
Whatever.

Shame On Me

I haven't been writing lately.
Woops!
I'm going to be trying to work harder at this. Really try.
Anyway, PT is going swell. In fact I'm finish with it, yippee! Actually I think I need to keep going otherwise I'll lose my determination.
Another thing, my Coach was talking to me the other day while the rest of the team was running. I'm going to just type what we said not put in the actions.

*Start*
"When do you think you'll be back?"
"Um, maybe around July."
"Thats good. You know Catie is going to be the only post next year..."
"Yah..."
"Thats just a little motivation."
"Um, Okay."
*End*

HA! Wasn't I fantastic? I was the one who kept saying 'um' if you hadn't noticed.

State!State!State!State!

Wooooo!
The Lady Cougars are going to State! For the first time in three years!
PARRRR-TAYYYYY!
We woooooonnnnnnnnn against McAlister!!!!
Go Ada!

Depression Rearing It's [butt] Ugly Head

So I'm falling back into the whole I'm-depressed-because-I-can't-play-basketball-for-another-6-fickin-long-months phase.
And it sucks.
I absolutaly have no clue how to get out of it.
There just isn't anything I can do. I can't hurry up the prosses any more than possible and it's all driving me insane. More than insane, and it's so fucking unfair!
I may have done a few messed up things in Gods eyes but it's not like I've ever killed, or been in jail! Seriously! WTF is up with that? Why should I be someone who gets hurt like this.
And what sucks even more is that I have no write to complain.
My injure is pittiful to loosing my life or anything else like that. I mean, it's only an ACL. I'm lucky, I could have bashed my head in on the wall and gotten my brain messed up. And I didn't, so I'm lucky I guess.
But that still doesn't stop it from sucking.
I'm really thankful for this blog. I love complaining, and this helps me from telling my friends about it all the time.
Thats another thing that I hate.
The fact that hardly any of my friends listen to me. They listen, and understand my point - sometimes - but they never really listen and I hate that. They all think that they're doing a good job about pretending to listen, and they're really being obvious that they aren't. Hardly any of them are observent and it drives my up the wall.
If they don't want to listen to me then they ought to tell me to shut up, not ignore me.

School House Blues

Gah*.

Yes, I feel very much gah right now.
Life sucks.
I'm most likely going to be grounded from my coumpter until next year when my parentel find our what I made on my Science test and whatever it is I made on my Math test - I'm sure it's bad - so I thought I would get this writen in so when you start to wonder where exactly I am you'll know.
I'm either burried or grounded for life.
Great.
Welps, bye.

*Gah - [Ga-U-hha] verbal exclamitory; def: expression used to express extreme boredness or frustration.

The (Smexy) Pizza Boy

Alright!
So I'm now longer in a depressed mood right now.
It's really werid how it just changes like that. I'm thinking of talking to my mom about me maybe being a little bipolar. Which kinda scares me.
Anyway, Newakis had a little party at Mazzio's for the basketball team. The High Schoolers were totally enbaressed. At least you would think they were by their actions. They kept shh-ing us. And it's a common fact to my friends that I do the oposite of what people order me to do.
So us Freshmen were behaving like any groop of girls who hang out together, ya know? A little wacky.
Okay so it was a lot of wackiness.

"Did you win?" Lauren asked, as the basketball team walked into
Mazzio's.

Brooke laughed quietly, "Heh, no. We lost by like...
20."

"Ohh," Lauren blanched a little and studied our faces,
"Right."

The team and I continued into the seating area where the High School
was already seated. The same question was asked by a few others, the answer were
all the same, no.
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A little bit after we had been given our pizzas and Newakis passed out
cupcakes (!!!) with little basketball rings on them - so cool!

Kristina and Erin got into a icing/ranch fight. For some reason we
started laughing, like REALLY laughing. And i had to pee sooooo bad!

When I got up to do this Erin shouts, "Did you pee yourself?!?"

OMG. Everyone turned and looked at me. I responded by making strange hand movements, "Um, no, I didn't. Er, for the record, I didn't. Really."
[So convincing Andie]

I leave quickly after that, making my way to the powder room. And someone
is in there, "Ugh."

So I wait, and wait, AND WAAAAAAAAIT. While in the process of
waiting "Pizza Boy" comes jumping down the steps from a higher level of the
resturant.
And I laugh at him.

You would to I you saw a hott guy jump down five steps in one leap carring
a plate of drinks/pizza.And he looks at me and smirks, cue bubbly feeling in stomach.
I kinda just stare, hehe, and then the bathroom opens up.
-----

When I return to the table Erin, Jess, and Kristina are deeply discussing
something. Wisely I ignore them and protect my drink. [They always go for
the drink]

Well insted of further disusion around the rest of us they move their
private conv. to the one person bathroom that I just left from.

For some reason when they exit I want to hide from them. So I take a flimsy
practicaly see through napkin and put it on my head. "Pizza Boy who is standing
up a floor higher looks down and laughs at me, eeek!

Okay, well Ima have to finish telling about this later.
Science Fair time.
And Sam wants me to make her a myspace.

Basketball Nightmares

I feel so pissed right now, I don't even know why.
It just hit me.
Then again, I know why. It's b/c of basketball. I've always been one of the starters, now since I can't even play I'm obviously not one. And it sucks.
I don't think I'll be able to not cry tomorrow when my used-to-be team plays Byng.

Here is a little secret my fellow bloggers, I can get way depressed when the time is right and I have horrible mood swings.
And to tell you the truth I feel absolutaly stupid telling you this but, this is my blog and I really doubt if anyone reads it so I can say what I want.

My friends, they're all about basketball. And you have no idea what it's like to be with them all the time when most of the conversation goes around basketball, AND I CAN'T EVEN FUCKING WALK!

People keep telling me "Oh, well you're only a freshmen." Well DUH! I know. But what you obviously DON'T know is that this year is like the last year I'll get to play with my team. And I'll get to play next year, maybe start my Jr. year, but it won't be until my Sr. year that I know I'll be playing.

Right now, with me friends not having the slightest clue what talking about basketball does to me...

Life sucks.

Drama Baby!

We watched the annual freshmen play today.
It was Mulan.
Hil-ar-i-ous!
Tommy (a huge dude, like 6'3) was the main Hun, Megan was Mulan (I know her name makes her sound prepy, but the girl is sooo awesome) and Kyler was whatever the guy who falls for Mulan's name is.
So they're at this part when they have to dress as maidens and they need this basket full of them. Megan is all "If I had powers I would bring us some _____" - whatever those things are called - And Briahna doesn't bring it our b/c she wasn't ready, so TOMMY brings it out! (FYI, he at the time is supposed to be in the castle thingy holding the Emperor hostage)

It was really a wonderful way to waste two school periods!
Hehe, I had no afternoon classes!

Tipical Thursday.

Waaaaah, Troy is gone! (Troy fixed my pelvis when I was out of line, FYI) He doesn't work at P.B.C. anymore (Sharbino's) Boohoo *tear* oh, well. I'm still going there. I have chosen, :)

In other news:

We won our basketball game against Holldenville, duh. They pretty much suck. So do a lot of the teams we play, thats why I think that my team doesn't really improve. It's b/c the only real chalange we have is against Durant. And any teams we play in turnies (We got 1st in the one we were in this year)

Where to Go???

I'm having a terrible time choosing which P.T. (physical therapy) office I should go to.
The office I'm going to - Select Physical Therapy/South Health - is for ... old ... people. While the place I want to got to - Sharbino (where the School's trainer works) - is for my aged people. The thing is, the people at S.P.T. are nice and everything, I'm just not comfortable.

So basically this sucks.

I need to grow a backbone, huh? lol.

Earily Birds and Night Owls

I hate getting up in the mornings, I am a night owl right down to my last spankin' feather. But that doesn't say much does it? Considering that the other option would be to be a earily bird. Well the reason I pitucularly hate this morning - is not b/c I stayed up until 4 last night - but b/c I have practice.
Practice that I have to go to just to sit on the bench.

Vampire Kisses: Blood Relatives 1

From the four book series (more to come) Vampire Kisses by Ellen Schreiber comes the manga Blood Relatives.

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While trying to enjoy a completely ordinary midnight picnic at the local graveyard goth girl, Raven, and her hunky vamp of a boyfriend, Alexander, are interrupted by an unknown pest.

Unfortunately for Raven this means no quality time with her love for she has to beat some vampy butt!

Well at least that's what she plans to do before Alexander forbids it. Though that doesn't stop Raven and she soon regrets it as she finds she is neck deep in trouble and surrounded by vamps who want to use her to get to Alexander!

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This is a really great manga, I just looooove Ravens outfits and Alexander is so very much ruling on the hottie meeter. Clude isn't so bad on they eyes either *.* nor are the other two scrumtius male characters.
Everyone should totally read this manga, you don't even have to bye it. I just sat in Barnes & Noble for maybe half an hour and finished it. Though I'm so going to bye it the next time I see it.

Promises

Why make promises that you can't keep?
Personaly I would love to promise that I will update this everyday, or at least once a week, but I can't b/c I don't perticularly like to make promises I can't keep. But sometimes I do anyway.
This is one of my many blogs I've tried to keep. All have failed.
So I'm going to try to keep this one going.
At least until I'm out of rehab.
That is my - extremely late - New Years resolution.