Super stuffed

Okay, for those of you who actually read these things, my latest post to Day Dreamer 101 technically isn't really a short story type thing. That's all real life. My real thoughts and stuff about my best friends new step-brother, Dean. I really started to click with him that one night. He may be perverted, but he's one of the only guys who was nice to me not because he had to be; but because he wanted to be. Kelli and Lacey are always saying how mean he is. Well, he was pretty darn nice to me and my brothers that night. And, as a matter-of-fact, he does know that I'm a Wiccan. I had my symbol written on my hand that night. He told me it was "cool." Seriously, I'm tres impressed. Now I truly don't know what he is. All of the entry is true. ALL OF IT. I am a teenage werewolf struggling with what to do right now. And, for the record, I have no idea what I am going to do. Not just about Dean, but with everything. This new pack; new responsibility. I can't stand to be around most humans now! Its so different. I always, always, walk alone now. I don't talk to anyone or make eye contact. I try not to talk to the teachers so much or give anything away that I'm different. Like now, I'm starting not to care if people know. I am proud to be what I am, and I wouldn't change it for the world. Humans can judge me all they want, but I'll always know in my heart that this is where I'm supposed to be. This is what's supposed to happen. When I hit my maturity age, I know something big is going to happen. I've seen glimpses of it. Yes, I have vision type things. That's just one thing that I know will get stronger when I'm of age. I used to have them when I was little. I don't mean like every now and again, either. I mean all the time. Even the littlest things, I'd have a vision about. People thought I was insane when I'd tell them. I never used to understand why. I thought everyone got them. I told my grandmother, she understood. She knew what was going on. But no one else did. That's why I miss her, she knew about all of this. Even the things I have yet to learn. I guess that was her reason for not telling me sooner: because she wanted me to feel it for myself. But okay, cool by me. I think it'll be a pretty fun ride. I'd better go before my father sees me typing; oh, one last thing, my parents have no idea about this. But then again, I don't know if any one's do. Hopefully I'll get to post again, but until then, au revoir.

Wow.

Haven't been on here in forever. Breaks coming, so I'll just post then instead of now. =]

So many complications!

Mike broke up with Beth. Now how am I supposed to not like him? Gah! Stupid de-.... yeah that. Why did he have to go and do it?! I mean, Beth was the whole reason why I could convince myself that it wasn't going to happen. But you know what, I have a "feeling" that it will. I don't want to, you know, go out with him or anything. Well, I do, but I'm afraid that the secrets will come out more and people would start to look at me funny. Especially at lunch. I sit with a bunch of people and talking about what we talk about in front of them wouldn't be wise. People already think I'm weird for talking to him at all. But he's not so bad if they knew why he acted out the way that he does. He does a lot more stuff than Cathrine does. Well, that I know of at least. But, I don't know. It's all kind of weird right now. All the irritating dreams that seem to be coming up more than before. More and more out-of-the-ordinary urges that come. I don't know what's going to happen when I get to 14, but I know it's going to be big. And Mike's going to be around. Maybe even have something to do with it. If I can only figure out what's going to happen, maybe it'll be easier t deal with. But at 11:45 on April 4th, I ave a feeling it's just all going to come at once. And then maybe other things will come as the time passes. I need to find out what's going on. But I haven't the faintest idea how to start.

Dean.

Um, how much more confused could I be about him? He knows the one biggest part of my life, and he doesn't care at all. I think that's something. Because you know, Andrew made such a big deal about it. But Dean....he didn't. He told me it was cool and then we kind of forgot about it. I haven't talked to him much. Because of the whole mom-won't-let-me-over-Lacey's-dad's-house thing. I wish I could go over there. Hopefully I'll be able to. Honestly, I do like Dean. He reminds me of Alex, yet more...out there? I don't know. Dean talks. Alex doesn't. But I'm afraid I'd hurt Lacey. After all, he is her step-brother. I wouldn't want things to be weird for her. But will I be able to help it? I guess I could just keep things to myself. But we all know how badly that can end sometimes. Besides, Kelli practically hates Dean. She wouldn't be alright if she knew I liked him. Lacey wouldn't even talk to me when I brought that up. I don't know what to do. I mean, Lacey called me from her dad's cell phone today, and I could hear Dean in the background. I got butterflies. And he's not even around. I want to call Lacey back, but because i could hear him, I'm afraid to. It'd be weird. Plus she called a few hours ago. Would it be okay to call her back so later afterwards?? I'm not sure. I'm not too good with the whole talking on the phone thing. I'll decide sooner or later. But I don't know what I'll choose: call her back or bail out and talk to her after the break.

3oh!3

One of the best videos I have ever seen. By far, this guy made a better music video than 3oh!3 had. It's more...fun to watch. The other one's kind of weird. So yeah, this guy did awesome. Bravo!

Arrrg.

Haven't been on here much lately. Wish I could've been. I've made things on Iconator and stuff. Um. I don't like anyone anymore. Ome, Beth is going out with Mikey. My Mikey! But whatever. I don't care anymore. I'm done with the whole liking people for a while. Um, we're off for Thanksgiving break and all that. Dommy and them are over and mom's at school. Um, I wrote some things on paper, but I hadn't posted them here. A topic for this entry would be nice.

Ah, yes. Twilight. I saw it on Saturday. Was it as good as the books? No. Was it still totally wicked awesome? No doubt! I think they captured Edward and Bella's relationship really well. They nailed almost all the parts. Some minor details such as how Alice and Bella didn't really click and Bella's iPod were about it. But not entirely noticeable. Only to a true fan =] Kaleb made some good points in his review on Twilight. Basically I have his same opinions. Same favorite parts. I assure you, if you haven't seen the movie, his site doesn't contain any spoilers =] But all I can say is that Twilight was the best. They made it perfectly. Not only that but New Moon is already being produced. I can't wait for Jacob to come into the picture more! I think they picked a good guy to play Jake. New Moon will be good. Rob said he can't wait to do his suicidal scene, haha. I can't either. I think he'll capture Edward's feelings about that well. Once again, can't wait! XD Well, Au revoir!

Dang it!

I have fallen for someone you will not believe. Mike. Ugh. How did this happen? We come from two different places, but we're so much alike. Lucky him, he has his sight already. I have to wait until I'm 14 before I'll be able to see perfectly. But he tells me how great it is. More like rubs it in. But even though a lot of people think he's a freak, I understand everything. Of course, I have good reason: we're going through the same thing. Though no one knows that, it's true. He and I are a lot alike yet totally different. He'll say or do something and I'll understand it perfectly. I don't want to like him. Hopefully, it won't end in something. want to have some what of a normal life. I guess it wouldn't be so bad if something more were to come, but still. The world would be against us completely. Even if we get along perfectly fine. People think Mikey's crazy when he blurts out some things, I just laugh, because all it is is an "inside thing." That's it. Done deal, my friends. We get each other, that's as far as I'm going on with this.

Well then.

Guess who's screwed? That's right, none other than moi. I missed a whole bunch of French because of my stupid klutziness. Now I'm going to be sitting in class tomorrow, wondering what the heck everyone is saying. Great. Just what I need. Not to mention Emili has been reading my blogs on myyearbook. That's even worse. So, everything I put in that stupid thing, she's most likely read. All my stupid sayings and confessions. Dang. Just what I need, someone else to think I'm a freak. I've already got this new girl on my bus scared. Ah, hell. Whatever. I don't care. Just as long as they don't talk to me, I'm fine. I don't want to have to repeat 6th grade again. That was pure murder. And you probably have no idea what I'm talking about. but that's fine. I don't really want to go into it. I'll just give a recap:

I said something to Andrew, his mom found out, I got sent to the guidance consular. They called my parents, I got my laptop taken out of my room, and so my love of reading expanded. But I never forgave any of them for what they did to me. I'm a very unusual being, deal with that. I say things and do things normal people don't do. But hey, I'm not a normal person. Neither is Mikey, but no one seems to care. I wish I could be him. He doesn't have to worry about his parents finding things out and putting him away in some asylum. Of course, I do. Sometimes, I wish my grandmother never smoked. I wish she was here. She understood everything. Everything went downhill when she died. I got labeled as "goth" and became introduced to different things that she would have known everything about. No one would get that. And I don't want you to. I'm not on drugs or anything. That would be stupid. So don't even start thinking that. It's just, my family history is what I'm trying to say. Things that went back a few centuries and now is up to me. I don't know why or how, but it is. And not a day goes by where I regret it. Without this knowledge, I would have never known Ivory. Without him, I wouldn't have Damien, Erron, or Icefire here with me today. I wouldn't have any of the friends I have now. They wouldn't know me or care about me like they do now. They'd just see me as the goth girl who never speaks. That's how I'm seen to people now. Without them around, that's all I am to people. All I am to anyone. But you know what, you'll never see me care about what people think about me. If they say something to me, I might just go Jacob Black on them. I'm not afraid to. I'm not afraid of them, of anything. The only thing I am afraid of, is losing everything that matters most to me.

Ome

<--- It's perfect! I usually hate dresses, but this one is just amazing. It's simple, and just my style. The 8th grade dance is at the end of the year, and sadly I'm going alone. But hey, whatever. I don't care. I wasn't even going to it until I saw this. Where else would I wear this to? No where, exactly my point. But, for right now at least, this dress is out of stock. So I'll have to wait on ordering it. But it's only $10. And that's the sale price. Otherwise it still isn't too much money. But it's at Areopostile. And I don't normally wear their stuff. But whatever! I like this a lot. I can picture myself wearing it. Actually, Ivory can picture me wearing it. Erron, Damien, and Icefire can, too. But then again Ice agrees with everything Ivory says. I'm kidding, Ice. Don't freak on me! Well, I think I'm about done with my dress excitement.

Watch out

Hm, guess how I spent my morning today. Well, let me tell you. It was not fun. AT ALL.

5 minutes before my bus came, I went downstairs to get a juice box for lunch. Sounds simple enough. But no, I'm on the second to last step, my ankle cracks, I fall down. It hurt so bad I started crying. And that's hard to make me do. So right now, I'm sitting on the couch in an empty house trying not to move my ankle. I have crutches and the works. I was at the hospital for about ...uhhhh... 3 or 4 hours. It sucked. The ER was practically empty and it took them forever. So yeah, my day sucked. And I might have to go to school tomorrow, too. So that's even worse. I can barely use the dang crutches right!

Well, I'm bored as heck. Might as well talk to Tyson for a little while.

Good/bad mood

Ha. I adore Colby. He's my bestest buddy 4 life. fo sho! lol but seriously he's the best. He's always there and he gets everything. We laugh a lot and all that. We talk about everything. I keep his secrets and he keeps mine. Sometimes it's hard to find someone who would do that for you.

& with my last gasping
breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.

Yep. Funny how things work out that way, right? Right.

Why are you here? Are
you listening? Can you
hear what I am saying? I am not here. I'm not
listening. I'm in my head and I'm
spinning.

Listening to music. Ah. Fun, I know. Just got finished a
bunch of icons. One of which took me (no lie) 2 hours to finish. But then
again
I was talking to Colby, Sara, and Ashley. So, yeah. But still. It got
done and
it looks good. Well, I'm tired. So I think I'm done.

How cool is this?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxQcBKUPm8o

Or you can click on the blog title.

News Flash

Well, I don't know. I'm just bored. I have to sit with Jaden in science now =/ He's a friggin' riot, no doubt. I talked to a lot of people today which is a shock. Psh, but today was fun. Ha ha. Colby finally knows what I look like. Ashley saw me in the hallway and told him that was me but by the time he figured it out I was halfway down the hallway so he ran up to me and said hi all out of breath. lol. He's really awesome. =P

Anyhow. I didn't get to talk to Mike today =[ Sad-making, I know! Mikey's awesome. People think he's a freak. But really, him and I are share the same freakishness. Kind of. I won't go into it, though. I know better than that. But yeah, Mikey's the best. I can talk to him about anything and we have a bunch of jokes and stuff. Most of the time in the others favor, but still. It's all good.

Uh............................................................................................................ I don't know. I have uh, 4 iconsin the mods right now. I can't wait for them to come out. Right now I'm playing one of those factor games that the little 4th graders practice with. I don't use factors that much, so I'm totally at loss here.

Ha, I looked up Shakspere's kind of language on Google. I like the way they talk. It's uber cool. Like, majorly.

Right now I'm watching Charmed and waiting for Sam to finish his homework. Want to hear Darcey, Michael, and I's skit for French? Too bad. I can't remember their lines. Ha ha. But I know Mine:

(About 5 lines in)
Bonjor.
(Sometime later)
Qu' est que tu veux?
(2 seconds later)
Qu' est que tu veux?
(More time later)
Voila!
(After Michael says "merci")
de rien.

Only have 4 lines =] Michael is merciful. Ha ha. Lacey has only 3 lines while the rest of her group have about 7. Each. It isn't much fair. But whatever. French is pretty fun if you master talking behind Ms. Kemp's back XD

I might have a story coming soon. I know they aren't always the best, but it gives me something to do in my spare time. I guess this blog's done.

Au revior!

Just so you know...

I updated http://www.daydreamer101.blogspot.com/ and this is sort of what I based Luna off of:

I know it isn't exact. But the hair and dress are similar to that of Luna's. Luna's dress is plain black and her hair is brown, but otherwise, this is how she looks. Duncan, well, he looks how he sounds, sort of. He's a higher level in society, and therefore pretty snobby. If he can't have something, he makes sure no one can have it, which he makes pretty clear. Duncan resembles the guy in the music video for Love Story. Alexander, however, looks more like the actual person. Alexander has black hair, brown eyes, a sharp nose, and paler skin. He's about 5' 9", maybe even closer to 6' than that. But, there you have it. Every one's description unveiled.

Edit: I almost forgot about the ring! I can't decide between some, but I think this is what I was getting at:

This:

Or this:

I think the top one's more accurate, really. But whichever is fine. So, yeah, that's Luna's ring.

You'll be proud

of me when I tell you the conclusion I've just recently made. =] I'm completely and fully over Andrew. Sad thing is, I've found someone else to like. Alex, of course. I don't know him all that well, but I can feel something about him. He's different than most guys. He's extremely nice to anyone, he doesn't care about what people say, he'd defend you even if he doesn't know you, and there's a lot more. I've only talked to him a couple times. About music and stuff, really. But still, he's pretty cool. Max used to say things about me on the bus; Alex always said something to Max along with Cliff =] I miss those two.

Um........... I don't know what else to say. Oh, trick-or-treating yesterday sucked. It rained, so we had to go down to Lincoln Hall and do it there. There were like, 20 people there. That's it. I'm thinking maybe we can go with Lacey when she goes. That way we can get our candy and Sam has a chance to actually man up and come with us. I did have fun camping, though. My cousin Alex came up and I got to do his makeup for him. Apparently he didn't like it when his mom tried to put it on, but he let me do it. He was the cutest little skeleton I've ever seen. I took pictures of him with my camera and showed them to him. He kissed his pictures. He's one of the nicest baby's ever. Dominick put on his mask and scared Alex. Like, big time. He made him cry and scream like I've never heard him do before. It was painful to watch. And Dom just kept going. After that, though, I punched him repeatedly in the stomach =] Bethany: 1, Dominick: 0.

I should probably update my other blog now, since I didn't have time to on Thursday. Au revoir!

Aw, crap.

Okay, so Andrew read my blog. Not good. Dominick told me that his mom knows. Well, hell! What's wrong with these people?! They tell everyone everything. Take 6th grade for example. I wasn't seriously going to go through with it. Gosh. Too many people take me too darn seriously. So what if sometimes I'm in a funk? Get over it and leave me alone. I mean really, this stuff is starting to get under my skin. Before I was able to just say "Hey! Whatever. Do it, I don't give." But now it's going too far. How much do you want to bet that for some reason they get worried about my stab remark in that blog? I'll bet my life on it! So what if it did happen? You aren't in my life now, you shouldn't care about me. Things would be a lot easier if one of us didn't exist. I'm not making threats, don't get me wrong. But now Dominick wants the URL to my blog. Well, what if I said stuff about him on here? Huh? How would he like that? Oh yeah, Dominick is the dumbest person to walk the earth. This is my space, I express my true self here, deal with it. I like this thing a lot. I can do whatever I want on here, no questions asked.

I will not let this thing set me off. Well, I will. But I'll wait for a full moon, that'll benefit me best XD Ha, you aren't supposed to get that. Nor do I want you to.

Right now I'm in a pretty good mood. Besides what's written above, that is. My brother just got home from school and he's like the sun; he brightens the room. Sort of like Jacob Black in New Moon. Ah, Jacob, how I love thee. Ha ha. That's right, I totally just went Zoe Nightshade on you. You probably have no idea who that is. She's a Hunter of Artemis in The Titan's Curse. Sad part is, she died. But she's living on in the stars for the rest of eternity. Yeah, I'm a Greek freak. Got a problem with that? Too bad. =]

WOTD

I am extremely proud of this wallpaper, though it is not mine. Is it not amazing? The composer of this doesn't think it's deserving at all. Which I don't understand; if it wasn't good, would it have made WOTD (Wallpaper Of The Day)? I think it's a masterpiece.

Eh. Crap

Did I make a mistake? Maybe. Was I on the path to closure? Probably. Did I want to forget about it all? Not really. Then what was my purpose for doing this? Who knows! If you don't understand. Check the blog named "Swoosh." (below)

Swoosh.

Oh yeah. I'm making my way back into Andrew's life whether he knows it or not. Maybe he wants me back in his life, too. I sure hope so, or else my plan will never work. But today he re accepted my buddy request on my AIM Profile. So yeah, I'm pretty happy about that.

Last night I made the mistake of reading some of my old text messages from Andrew (yeah, I have some of them on record, obsessed? absolutely). Some of them made me cry, because I miss him so much. Actually, I cried on most of them. In every single one he told me he loved me. In some of them he called me "beautiful" or some um....well... pet name kind of. Like, "sweetheart" is what I mean. I miss it. All of it. I don't know why I decided to end it. Well, I do know. To protect him. To protect us. I guess I sort of brought all of this on myself. Somewhere along the line I know I told him to stop talking to me because it hurt too much. Now I'd rather suffer with that pain than this. Now when I get a text message from him it's sort of mean, and it feels like I'm being stabbed in the heart (and that has happened before, so I know for a fact that this pain was worse). I know I probably can't stop that from happening. But I can't help but wonder if he feels the same way. If he gets the little pain in his heart too. I don't think I'll ever know the truth, but I can hope.

He doesn't even notice me at school any more. Like, we pass each other in the hallway and he doesn't even look my way. I think he's doing it on purpose. I try to do it too sometimes, but I fail miserably. I can't help but look over at him. And in the mornings most of the time he's right behind me and I get a warning in my head telling me not to look back. Sometimes it even happens when I don't even realize he's behind me. This morning I knew he was. I also knew that maybe he was looking at me. I could feel it. He was walking slowly up the steps, trying to avoid me. I ran up the steps, almost to tears with the pain it was causing me. I'm debating right now whether or not I should give him this URL, to let him read this; see for himself my thoughts and feelings about this. Maybe he'll laugh to himself, thinking "what a fool." Maybe he'll comment this, telling me how stupid this is. How this shouldn't be happening, that's he's moved on forever. He doesn't need me anymore. He doesn't want me anymore. Now I must ask myself this: am I ready to hear anything like that? Am I ready for more pain? To know he doesn't long for me as I do for him? No. I am not ready for any of that. But I should look at my better possibilities.

Maybe he'll relate to this, come out and say that he loves me. too. Maybe he'll leave a comment on here, telling me his story. But again, there is always the fear that only the bad will occur. Maybe he won't even read this. That would save me some of the grief or depression I would feel. But what if he did read this; what if good occurred? That "if" id what is leading me to get read to copy this URL, and some how get it to him.

It is decided, I want him to see this.

Dang it

Did I forget to mention my weekend? Probably.

Okay, I went to New York yesterday. I had fun and all. We went to about 3 different places to eat (every single one of them made me sick) and walked around aimlessly the whole day. Why, yes, my legs were tired. They still are. I finished a total of 2 books, which is my weekend average. I surprisingly got some sleep on my ride home last night, when I woke up we were no longer in Bryant Park. I got extremely mad before I got on the bus, 1) I was tired 2) Mom and Dad refused to get me this awesome hat that I wanted and 3) 'wichcraft was out of hot chocolate. Whichever excuse you find more reasonable for my moodiness, take your pick.

I ever realized how much Greek mythology is in New York (bare in mind this was only my 2ND trip to Manhattan). In Rockefeller Plaza, I saw paintings/sculptures of Zeus, Hera, and Hermes. I was pretty impressed to see the familiar faces in such a busy city. Now I understand why Percy lived there. His mother has pretty good taste. Once again I am making reference to Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Well, I'm getting really hungry, so this is probably the last blog for the day.

Nobody

Okay, you wouldn't get this unless you know your Greek mythology(such a moi) or if you've read the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series, The Sea of Monsters [book 2] to be exact. If you don't I suggest you figure all that out right here. Or you could read the books, they are pretty freaking awesome. I decided to add the whole "Nobody" thing into this because I get called a nobody at school. Thinking of the story always makes me feel sort of.... smug? because I know that I can be just like Nobody and poke your eye out. Okay, if you still don't get that, don't feel bad. Just don't bother getting to know me, because all I exist of is confusion.

Ugh. I know no one reads my blog. So if I were to say...oh, um, I still love Andrew, no one would ever know. And if someone does happen to be reading this, disregard the information I have just leaked in the previous sentence. Just kidding. I don't really care if anyone knows it. Yeah, I'm not over my ex-boyfriend yet. I've come dangerously close to being so, but never completely morphed my feelings. I'm not ready to have another boyfriend and I haven't since he and I broke up. So, I basically refuse to date any one. At least until high school, which is not so far from reach. I did, however, get lead on to the fact that one of the only reasons I had been rejected by Alex last year was because he wasn't dating until high school. I do know that he is still single, which leaves me with a rather large window of opportunity for next year. Maybe by then I'll have finally passed the finish line and be completely over Andrew. Hey, I can dream, can't I?

And I'm back.

Okay, continuing my Andrew topic from earlier and before my computer dies on me. Lwt me put this in short version. I told Andrew something I trusted him with, he ambandons me. Forever. He refuses to speack to me. Says he doesn't want to get in the middle of it again, whatever that's supposed to mean.

Whatever. I'm not wanting to get myself into a grumpy mood. I'm watching Charmed, reading The Sea of Monsters, and typing all at the same time. I'm a pretty awesome mulitasker. Also, I had promised to put the 3rd Twilight trailer out here, but I can't figure out how. Sorry, I'll have to wait and see how to do this.

I really hope that little thing works. It's pretty frickin' amazing, I know. I've watched it sooooooo many times. Probably more than a google amount of times! My computer battery has about 60% left on it. In other words, my time span is growing thinner. Leo better not die on this episode of \Charmed or I'm going to cry and make myself sick again. I did that last night, now I'm getting sick. It sucks majorly.

Ugh, I'm sooo bored. There isn't much to do. I'm going to New York for my dad's birthday tomorrow. Today's his real birthday. He just turned 40 =] I couldn't think of what to get him, so I made him a picture (my mom forgot to go to Michael's and buy me a template for painting).

Hm. For some reason I am finding it hard for me to pick a topic to write about. This blog's going to turn out pretty long. I can feel it. Um..... well, I'm doing good in school. Not good with the guys, though. So, I'm not going to date until high school. That makes it easieron me AND I absolutly adore this one 9th grader who said that he wound't date until high school. That was the only reason he said no when I asked him out last year. Well, that and he wouldn't be able to see me that often. So yeah. Well. Laptop only has 41% left. Guess I have to go and charge it soon.

Grrr.

Okay. Now I'm mad. This is the third blog I've written today. Sad, I know. No need to tell me. No one imformed me that the trailed was coming out at 8:00 pm like Paciffc time or what ever. Because it's 8 now. Well, I've already seen the video. So I guess there's no need to fret about
that, right? Right. Okay, but that's not what I'm really mad about. Andrew refuses to text message me. He was my best friend for 4 years. And now, no. I trust him witht the biggest secret of my life and poof, good bye boyfriend, good bye friendship. Should I lie and say that I'm different? I don't know. More about that later.

Woops?

Apparently the new Twilight trailer had been leaked. Kaleb Nation (aka the Twilight Guy) had had the video on his site with out relizing that it was leaked. I got to see it before he took it off, though. So, I got to see the trailer a little earlier than I was supposed to. I guess that's cool, but I don't understand why people have to be so rude and go against other's wishes and put something out there. Like the Midnight Sun leak. That got me mad. Now someone leaks the new trailer? Who does things like this?! It's not fair to the people who put hard work into this stuff. Though, if I do say so myself, I am pretty pleased with the new trailer. It's pretty intense. I'll put a link out here when I can!

Newer than new.

Yup. This is my first ever blog on here. Cool, right? I have blogged before, don't get me wrong. It's not like I'm a first timer to the big blog world. I have a blog on myYearbook, for those smart people who know what that is. If you don't, don'tsweat it. It's like a myspace but not, considering I'm not allowed to have one of those. myYearbook: www.myyearbook.com Yeah, I wrote a lot of blogs on my account for that. BUT, I desided it was time to change. I only had like one person veiwing it, so I just figured this was cool, too.

Honestly, I don't usually have a topic for a blog. I ramble on and on about stuff that pops into my head. I like blogging better than, like, talking to people. I am pretty shy and my face gets blood red when I'm embarassed. Or if I feel weird talking to someone about something. Like a teacher. If I raise my hand to answer a question. Now, if I'm in the dark or the lights in the room are turned off, I don't blush. I feel comfortable in the dark. Ha, yes, that did sounf kind of weird. Especially since when I was little I was terrified of the dark. But that's only because one night my power went out and the fire in my fireplace went out and there was smoke every where. It scared the crap out of me. I was about 5 when that happened. Now it's been 8 years and I like the dark because I can see perfectly in it. It's not so scary now. Well, not unless I feel someone in the dark with me. That has happened before. I'm talking about like spirits and such things, just to clarify. I don't mean a human or person or whatever. Those I can deal with. Haha.

My dad has no idea what a blog is. Truthfully, I don't know either. But, I do at the same time. If that made any sence what-so-ever. But, yeah. A blog is where I can discuss anything I want. Any topic, any day of the week, any time I want =] It's like a virtual journal. Oh! I just found my definition! Sweetness. Now I'm so proud of myself. Well, I just want to clear things up, I am not a dumb person. I mean I'm not stupid; not that I can't speak. Well, that much would be obvious by now. I am in all accelerated classes; English I, French I, Algebra, Acc. Science, Acc. Social Studies, stuff like that. I'm only in 8th grade so I think that's pretty good. I have A's in all of my classes, I think. My teachers are okay. My French teacher constantly askes me questions because she knows I don't talk in any of my classes unless I feel like it. Hate that about her. That and she's old and mean. Uber strict. And ery, very ugly. She makes all these weird faces that I don't even want to go into detail about. They're the scariest things I have ever seen. I don't want you, dear reader, to wet yourself and have nightmares. You are welcome. Well, my brother is home, so I must go and get him and give him a hug (yeah, we're close and he's only 7, got a problem with that? Oh, no. That's okay, you don't need to report me to the authorities...). Well, au revoir!