This Christmas, my mother brought up the end of eighth grade. Why, I thought, would she bring up the crappiest three weeks of eighth grade when a friend of two years was the only person in that school to make me cry. And to make her 'Best Friend' cry multiple times.I was bullied by a lot in middle school and never flinched. But a close friend was the one who finally accomplished what nobody else could: Make me sob like a child.
"Why?" I asked casually. But you could see the angry cloud thundering above my head.
"I think... You should call her. And forgive her"
Why should I forgive someone who never apologized for the terrible things she said to my face? To my friends? And Lord only knows what crap she wasn't spreading when I wasn't there.
But it's Christmas. I normally draw my friends a gift, but my mom wants me to buy a conciliatory gift.
I hate what she did. And I hate that one of my closest friends jumped on the boat with her. (No, it's not MissyD or TacilaKayne. Tacila doesn't know her, but MissyD does)
I don't want to... but should I forgive her? I never wanted to speak to her again, but mom wants me to get her something for Christmas.
Rawr, too much life crap...

Band: You love it. You hate the fact you hardly get to do anything else. I live band, and don't shoot me for saying this but: HALLELUJAH, IT'S ALMOST OVER!!!!!
I've been having some serious insomnia lately (darn you, Stephen King!) and I haven't been getting rest during lunch at school (Darn you Larry) and midterms glaring at me because of my WONDERFUL study habits (Darn you, school) and this little jack-ass "My dancing's better than yours" Man whore has been stressing me out about musical auditions (DARN YOU GENIE!) since he got the part I WANTED in Aladdin last year and he thinks he's SOOOOO sure that he, a hard to work with freshmen, is going to get a lead this year. GRRRRR, he's makes me wanna... SMASH SOMETHING!!! *angrily squeezes stress ball*
Anywho, now that I auditioned (Senior "I'm Better than you" Tripped and fell on his FACE at the auditions!) and our last competition in band is coming up, and my midterms passed (86 in English, 93 in History and an 83 in math) AND my wonderful friends (points at friend's list on both DevArt and Facebook) still acknowlegdinng me and remembering my name, I can turn my whole hearted attention to my latest stress inducer: Nano Wrimo.
You heard me right, Ladies and Gents! The QUEEN of procrastination is HERE! and ready to barely make the National Novel Writing Month competition dead line. My plot sucks, but WHO CARES!! As long as it's done!!!!
Also, MissyD found out that Nanowrimo.org is having a 'Write-In' (the NanoWtimo contestant's equivalent to a party) close to us. SQUEEEEE!!! And it's this SUNDAY!!!!!!! DOUBLE SQUEEEEEE!!!!
All, weel, that's all I've got for news today. Tune in sometime tomorrow forthe update on crap that's happened to me in the past 15 or so hours.

"Because I said so"
What kind of IDIOT invented that phrase?!
Don't get me wrong, I love my parents, but sometimes my dad is FUCKING RIDICULOUS!
I spent the night at my friend's house and went to church with her the next day. The plan was (Set in ALMOST stone) to go home with afterwards but my dad apparently got this call at 11:00 at night, so now I was going to a Bar-B-Q, with NO ONE my age, just a bunch of older people eating barbque and talking about "Tha Good 'Ol days!" for all four hours I was going to be stuck there. So I talked to my dad, saying that if I had known about this earlier I could've made plans to fit around it but since these people called LAST MINUTE I was going to follow my original plan. Then Dad starts arguing on how "I'm the adult! I make descisions around here!" and all that parental jazz. And here he is, the man who gets pissy when I don't make plans, dragging me to a last minute Bar-B-Q.
Then, when I get home, my mother tells me I didn't have to go.
WTF.
I'm not going, just to be my moody teenager self. YOU HEAR THAT DAD?! Of course not SQueen, I'm typing this.
*ugh* I have a headache. Parents can be really dumb sometimes.

Found this on 's profile and decided, "Why not?"

[ ] the dark
[ ] staying single forever (Most men are pigs, 'cept for most of them here. Too bad I'll never meet'em)
[x] being a parent (I'll totally screw up their lives)
[x] giving birth (Uh, yes?! Another reason I'm currently single!)
[x] being myself in front of others
[ ] open spaces
[x] closed spaces
[x] heights (Deathly afraid)
[ ] dogs
[ ] birds
[ ] fish
[ ] spiders
[ ] flowers or other plants


[ ] being touched (R-A-P-E, please don't RAPE me!)
[ ] fire
[ ] deep water
[x] snakes (Ever heard of 'Snakes on a Plane? Don't ever watch it)
[ ] silk
[ ] the ocean
[ ] failure (I'm sorta used to it)
[ ] success
[ ] thunder/lightning (U kiddin? I laugh at lightning)
[ ] frogs/toads
[ ] my boyfriend's/girlfriend's dad
[ ] my boyfriend's/girlfriend's mom
[ ] rats
[ ] jumping from high places
[ ] snow


[ ] rain
[ ] wind
[ ] crossing hanging bridges
[ ] death
[ ] heaven
[ ] being robbed
[ ] falling
[x] clowns (It's Stephen Kings' fault!)
[x] dolls (Thanks alot, Bingo the Destroyer)
[ ] large crowds of people
[ ] men
[ ] women
[ ] having great responsibilities
[x] doctors, including dentists (Just recently)
[ ] tornadoes


[ ] hurricanes
[ ] incurable diseases
[ ] sharks
[ ] Friday the 13th
[ ] ghosts
[ ] poverty
[ ] Halloween
[ ] school
[ ] trains
[ ] odd numbers
[ ] even numbers
[ ] being alone
[x] becoming blind
[x] becoming deaf
[ ] growing up



[x] creepy noises in the night
[ ] bee stings
[ ] not accomplishing my dreams/goals
[ ] needles
[ ] blood
[ ] dinosaurs
[ ] the welcome mat
[ ] high speed
[ ] throwing up
[x] falling in love (No chance! No way! I won't say I'm in- *shot by Disney for copyright*)
[ ] super secrets

13. I got an unlucky numba!!! HOLAY CRAPZ!!!
Yes, I have a repulsion to love. I don't want it to happen to me. Like, loving my friends and family is okay, but some dude? I'm so afraid of being raped too, 'cuz some guys are creepy like that.