The sun should die. Just flat out die. And so should sweat. Sweat is gross, and sticky, and… just ugh. Summer can NOT end soon enough. Once summer’s over, you get new tv shows, cooler weather, and holidays!! Nothing wrong there. I can’t wait for summer to be over, though, heat aside. Winter is always so much more uplifting to me. You get to watch such happy movies, and eat the best, worst food ever… And you get presents! Yeah yeah, I know. I’m shallow. But who doesn’t like receiving and giving gifts? This Christmas, instead of just giving out cookie brownies like last year (and no, that’s not a typo. they were cookie brownies.) I am going to be designing a T-shirt for all my friends. Like today i wore a shirt I made last night, that has the word “bloompa” painted on it in orange paint and glitter. Bloompa is shorthand for Black Oompa Loompa.
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I hate people. So much. But most of all, I hate the stupid pro-choice, homophobic idiots that seem to populate this world. These particular people were trying to promote abortion, and their main reason for supporting it was to stop overpopulating the world. Pshh. These are the same people who are against letting gay couples adopt kids. When the only people who are allowed to adopt are wealthy married couples, available candidates are seriously depleted. Not even counting the couples that don’t need/want to adopt. I don’t get why adults make everything so frigging complicated, when it’s so simple. Let gay people marry, let gay people and single people adopt, and stop letting anyone who decides they don’t want a baby anymore get rid of it. And i think Immigrants shouldn’t be kicked out of America. I find that to be super dumb, considering the fact that America was founded by immigrants. How is this the ‘land of opportunity’ if the only people who can live here are the ones who can afford (not always monetarily) to wait while all the paperwork is being finalized and whatnot. And also, this post is the product of not sleeping at all last night, so it’s no surprise that I started it for a whole different reason, but didn’t even come close to making the point I wanted to. Yay. And i love my jewish Rabbi, BTW.
I am so tired of being virtually incapable to trust people 100%. But whenever someone says something that I’m not sure is sarcastic or not, I take it to heart, whether I want to or not. Like yesterday, when A said that she loved me, and B said she didn’t, I know she was just joking, but I spent the rest of the day wondering what I had done to make her not like me, and what I could do to fix it. I’ve been friends with these people for three years.If I can’t trust them, who the hell can I trust? I’m constantly worried about insulting people that i usually just end up insulting them worse. So in order to prevent this, i refrain from talking to people I don’t know, and then they get the impression that I’m rude, and cold. Or super shy and sweet, depending on what facial expression I have that day. I figure that this is why I don’t like getting close to people. No way to get hurt. In the four years I’ve lived in this house, none of my friends have ever been inside it, and only three know where it is. They all think my aunt is my mom, and no one knows that I never met my birth dad. And these are my closest friends. You guys who read my blog don’t really get just how much it cost me to keep this blog going after you all figured out about it. The last two times that happened, I deleted them. My pets know the most about me. And not even all of them. Just Jackson. He’s been there for everything, sad as that is. The time I was grounded (for a whole day. Yay discipline.) the day after christmas, he stayed with me the whole time I was being yelled at. He can kind of… sense when I’m uncomfortable, I guess. Those people who say animals don’t have souls are jackasses. There’s more soul in my slutty cat Annabelle then in the whole high school population. And animals don’t have language? *scoff* just because we don’t understand them doesn’t mean it’s not a language. if that were true, society would collapse, because there is no one language that every single person on Earth understands. There is nothing truly unique about humans, other then our incessant need to belittle each other, and make up things to make ourselves seem most superior. And, yet again, I have strolled off to Ramble, NM. And since it’s a one way trip, I shall continue. Or not. I just sat here for about five minutes trying to think of something smart, witty, yet sensitive to write. I got nothing. Typical.
- I Knew It In My Gut: 6 Ways To Learn To Trust People (hellobeautiful.com)
Yes! I have finally crossed the 100 daily view mark! It’s only 11:30, but I have 101 views so far! For the longest time, the most I’d ever get was 99. And it happened a lot, too. Which was odd. But who cares! I feel special!
I was looking for a ‘celebrate’ picture, but I found this, and I loved this show when I was little!!
Did you know that not everyone can picture what they’re reading as they’re reading it? I learned that recently. I don’t know what I would do if I couldn’t automatically picture the thing I was reading about. Is that why people don’t read? Because they only see words? Do people also not make up stories in their heads when they’re bored? God, I don’t know how anyone can handle that! No reading, no imagination… What’s the fun in life if all you have are songs with loud beats to overcompensate for the lack of a story, And movies, because you couldn’t come up with something like that in your mind? Man, I have a bunch of skills that will never help me in the future, don’t I? Instead of doing math at 4, I learned how to read. Instead of being able to keep a deadline, I can read books in a day, usually less. I have a killer imagination, but I will only be able to share that with people who enjoy reading, which is about an 8th of this stupid country’s population. And our country is stupid. We only read if a book is being made into a movie, is super short, or has an Oprah sticker on the cover. And even then, we need pointless things like the Kindle, because we’d rather read a book off of a small screen, burning out our pupils, but can’t handle reading a paper book, where the most damage you can expect is a paper cut, unless someone hits you in the head with one. Like, our school is very book-oriented (entertainment wise), and even then, our library is tiny, kids only read books about vampires and the like, and some of my very best friends don’t like to read. And don’t even get me started on manga. The story lines would make great books, but are watered down to about a thousand words, and a bunch of pictures. I greatly dislike having to fear the day when books are just… gone.
- Great Geek Debates: Books vs. Movies (wired.com)
- Kindle 3 for people new to eReaders (ireaderreview.com)
The dedication page of my book.
This book is dedicated to everyone: the ones who believed in me, you gave me pride in my work. The ones who didn’t believe in me, you gave me the determination to prove you wrong. To Kyle and Jamie, my real life Sam and Jeannie. To Willow, my dream roomie. To Trici, Ashlei, and Danny, for giving me an abundance of dialogue and laughs. To The Gremel ™, for being kick ass. Thank you for making me the person I am.
Ugh, I just hate it when you tell people specifically not to have sex with creepy blonde vampires, but do they listen, no! I told Angel not to have sex with stupidhead Darla, but what does he do? Screws her into the mattress. Psh! And stupid Kate’s all suicidal, and Wes’ all weird… Oh, and of course there’s the whole evil demon lying in wait for Cordelia. In case you can’t tell, I just recently got Angel on dvd. And though I’ve checked a billion times and places, and am 100% certain that Doyle’s never coming back… Still hoping. And god, but Lindsey’s a beautiful man! And Spike. Mmm… Spike! And ghost Dennis is so sweet. I kinda love it.