Inside My Dreams It's Like Another World

Okay so this could very well be the best haul EVER from Christmas. WOO.

-GUITAR FUCKING HERO THREE. With the awesome new guitar and a kick ass strap to go with.
-$25 dollar gift certificate to Starbucks.
-New Phone! THE NEW SONY ERICSSON. IT IS FULL OF AWESOME. But my fucker computer wont let me transfer music >(
-Japanese Blossom perfume from Bath and Body
-Peach spray from Bath and Body
-Lion King night light. haha, which is cool but odd because I cant stand having the least bit of light on when I sleep.
-BORAT DVD. VERY NICE.
-Flash drive.
-Across the Universe Soundtrack FINAL-FUCKING-LY. Loooooove.
-Gentlemen's Alliance volume 4
-The Last Days by Scott Westerfeld
-The Beatles - Illustrated Lyrics. It's a book with a FUCK LOAD of Beatles song lyrics and a bunch of illustrations that people have done for the lyrics. LOVE.
-Belle cross stich pattern. Her face looks WAY FUCKED UP when it's finished. but it'll give me something to do.
-Eclipse by Stephanie Meyers. Bout time as well! I read it over the summer. Time to re-read!
-Aesops Fables
-Belle fleece sweater. Actually this gift is probably my least favorite haha. It's a REALLY nice sweater but it has a little picture of Belle that looks kinda fucked up and my name underneath her, and I don't really like my name.
-Can of Necco candy.
-Pens.

I GOT A FUCK LOAD OF AWESOME STUFF WOO. *happy*

So today my dad took me to work with him so I could get some driving in. So I'm pretty much doomed to boredom from now until noon. So I've got like... four hours of boredom to endure. I should be able to do it because I have the internet but uh no one is online, and even then I have to go to e-messenger to use freakin aim and msn. Plus IT IS COLD IN HERE. And? I can't use deviantart on here because my dad's work has it blocked for friggin nudity. Boooo.

Bowling for Soup needs to come out with another CD for me to enjoy, this one is trying to brain wash me into doing potentially terrible things. Their song "When We Die" wants me to go try and make up with Emily and be FRIENDS FO-EVA. Damn this song. It's all, "AND THAT TATTOOED MISTAKES FADE ALL THE TIIIME, AS LONG AS WE LIVE, TIME PASSES BY AND WE DON'T GET IT BACK WHEN WE DIIIIE." I don't know. Part of me really wants to because we used to be really awesome friends. But that was like... in eight grade Which is almost three years ago. I don't think she'll ever be the friend she used to be, no matter how much I wish she could be.

There's definitely a Mcdonalds across the street. I think I should go sneak on over. Except I don't really want Mcdonalds(WHICH IS ODD BECAUSE I ALWAYS WANT MCDONALDS).

I wish I had brought my sweatshirt, I told myself to but I didn't fuckin listen. IT IS SUMMER BUT IT FEELS LIKE LATE FALL. Well... Late fall minus the whole "Global Warming is making our falls/winters summer like" deal.

I might go on an adventure for a coffee machine or some shit. I am seeeeeriously thirsty for some. Plus, I am going to frickin DIE when school comes and I have to get up at like six thirty every morning aaaaack. I really hope you can get parking permits later in the year (by later I mean two weeks later haha) for school. I won't be able to get mine until like the second or third week in September because of drivers ed. Surprisingly, I don't want to kill myself and it isn't hell like at all. I mean, it's boring but can one expect it not to be? My teacher is super nice and he cracks a lot of kinda lame jokes.

Dude Jerry's Subs and Pizza is just GAY. I ordered a drink and a regular sized fry TOOK FIFTEEN FUCKING MINUTES TO GET IT TO ME. I was about ready to jump over the counter and get my own damn fries because, shit, I could of had them in five minutes! Some woman who ordered AFTER me got her food before I did. Bitch. And she had like two sandwhiches! What faggotry is this of?! Zi pani is much better. I'm now addicted to those little starbucks thingies that Brian used to bring to school every morning. Deeeelicious. I like the Vanilla ones better though (Zi Pani don't carry em) so I stop at seven eleven on my bike ride there and get one.

I am currently wearing a very pretty bra, just to let you guys know. It is QUITE lovely. It has a little rainbow bow in the front and it's all lacey. Loooooove.

EIGHT O CLOCK. I now OFFICIALLY have four hours to go.

Dear Scott Westerfeld,

Your book, "Extras", was supposed to come out this summer. I start school the week after this one and I STILL don't have it. I looked online, and it said it comes out the first week of OCTOBER. Seriously, what the hell, man? I was looking forward to spending my mothers money and reading your not so awesome writing (but, good story). I'm highly dissapointed.

No love,
Jeri

A few of the freshman in band friended me on myspace where I have my user name set to "Olivar Twazt" and you have NO IDEA how many times I get, "How come you spelled Twizt wrong?" and I have to explain to them, "Look hun, it's not Twizt, it's TWAZT." They don't even mention me spelling Oliver wrong, which worries me a bit.

I don't want to go back to band on monday ugh. The last two practices we had just weren't good. Which is really upsetting because I've been trying SUPER HARD to be good and do awesome during rehearsals and so it's angry making when you're doing really well and getting fucking yelled at.

Dear Emily,

I want my fucking stuff back. The other day I wanted to listen to The Darkness and rock out to I Belive in a Thing Called Love. And ya know what? IT WASN'T IN MY CD CASE. Why? Because YOU still fucking have it. I did not give you that cd. Nor did I give you my ONLY Motley Crue CD (That I don't even have a copy of, it's not even on my computer!), my Sonata Arctica CD (I don't care if you think you like them more than me or not, your probably do. It's my. fucking. cd. I want it back), my DNAngel 1 AND 2 mangas (that's seriously twenty bucks in the hole, and that's one of my favorite series. Give them fucking back so I can reread the series), my Eragorn book (I never intended to read the book, but my mom did and she spent fucking money on it), My TWO TWENTY DOLLAR DRAWING BOOKS (Dude... forty bucks right there...), and MY FUCKIN ROLLER BLADES (also, forty bucks! How could even keep them for that long? Those were practically brand new when you borrowed them!. I know you have more, but since it's been like two fucking years since I let you borrow all that shit I have FORGOTTEN. So let's see, from what I remember you have at least (If we count those CD's as being fifteen dollars each, as CDs averagely are) $165 dollars worth of my shit (estimate wise, and even though I didn't pay for that SA CD, it has A SHIT LOAD of fucking songs on it, easily worth more than what I estimated it to be).

I really fucking want all my stuff back,
Jeri.

I think I want Mcdonalds now hmmmmm. 8:20 right now. can get breakfast up until ten thirty, SWEET.

I have decided that this school year I am going to fuckin slut. it. up. I want a boy! A WHORIN I WILL GO, A WHORIN I WILL GO, HIGH HO THE DAAAIRY - OH, A WHORIN I WILL GO. God damn I'm clever. I'm like a female Warren. Man I wish I had emailed myself that story so I could work on chapter two here. It's coming along swimmingly (slow, but swimmingly). Right now I've got like three or four pages, maybe? So when I get to like seven I'll post it up and link you guys. It's pretty great.

I have completed listening to The Great Burrito Extortion Case. I have now moved to A Hangover You Don't Deserve.

I should have brought 300 to watch. That would have been good.

Today is Saaaturday and I'm stuck heeeere at my dad's work.I should still be asleep ack.

I just realized that I had youtube. HOORAH. Hopefully this computer is better than mine and I can actually watch something. Mine at home won't let me watch shit. This discover is astounding and I intend to take advatange of it in every convcievable way.

Apparently I have to close all other browsers to install this flash crap. Seeeee ya.

( I r Gryffindor. )

Beh I had this open for forever ready to write all my opinions out because DAMN HAVE I GOT SOME but I'm feeling lazy and sluggish. I'll do it tomorrow.

1. Do you remember the person you first kissed?
yes

2. Have you ever kissed someone you weren't dating?
yes

3. Ever kissed an ex after you broke up?
no

4. Have you kissed anyone in your top friends list?
no

5. Ever cheated on someone?
no

6. Kissed someone with a gf/bf?
no

7. Ever kissed someone younger than you?
no

8. Older than you?
yes

9. Have you kissed someone you didn't like?
you could say that.

10. Ever madeout with someone who was a really bad kisser?
not sure

11. How many people on your top friends have you kissed?
noooone


--------I'VE--KISSED...--QUESTIONS------

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, I DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD HAPPEN! I THOGUTH THEY WERE JUST FUCKING KIDDING.

BUT NO. FUCKIN NO. THERE ARE ZOMBIES OUTSIDE MY WINDOW. FUCK. FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I LIVE IN A ONE STORY HOUSE WITH A BASEMENT, WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?! There's not stairs to chop up! NONE. I AM GOING TO YOUR HOUSE JENNA AND WE WILL CHOP UP THE STAIRS.

Alright, I've got my baritone,  music stand, bow, and various butcher knives as weapons BUT I DONT WANT TO FUCKIN FIGHT ZOMBIES. I AM A LITTLE FIVE FOOT TWO GIRL, WHAT? I DON'T WANT TO FUCKIN DIE YET.

I could go out and be valiant! LIKE HARRY POTTER. YES, THAT IS WHAT I CAN DO. But first, I am off to go fuck lots and LOTS of people.

Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song (unless ridiculously obscure)
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike through when someone gets them right
Step 5: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!

Jesus, this thing sucks to do with my Ipod. let it be known that this is not an accurate representation of my music in any way shape or form. Seeing as I only have like 300 songs on the Ipod and I have like 1,500 songs.

Glad to see pornish pixies is back up, I missed them dearly. Glad to see the tons of porn spilling into it too haha.

P.S Maggie you are filled with LIES. You said they were deleting accounts, not suspending them! Booooo. I had been under the assumption that they'd thought through it well and started deleting shit like crazy. I was mislead, damn it all.

In any case, it's good to see Live journal wasn't actually taking it up the ass as bad as people assumed. They're evaluating everything and shit, so that's pretty good. Buuuuut they did have good enough reason to suspend the accounts, apparently there's no tolerance in the TOS for support of rape and what not, so if they've said that in the TOS and everyone's agreed to it then legally they have the right to take dat shit down. It was just pretty gay to not think about the whole thing. Man Jenna and I were just talking about the solution today in CG and we so got it right. All anyone needed to do was change their interests.


So South Dakota was actually fun aside from the whole funeral deal, which was sad as hell. I met a lot of my relatives and I actually really enjoyed everyone's company (My dad's cousin's sons are both really hot eeeeep). My dad's one cousin's husband and I got a long really well, we had the same opinions on most everything and enjoyed the same things. My dad bought me this reeeeeally pretty black hills gold locket too, I love it lots. Then of course I won a hundred bucks in freaking poker! I was always under teh assumption that I was terrible at the game, but for the two nights we were there we all stayed up until three in the morning and I was in the top two both nights (second the first, first the second). I actually really love all of my dad's cousins, I've never been able to truely say I enjoyed being with family and I just had a blast up there.

South Dakota's a fuckin waste land though, it's very much a ghost town. And holy shit the mosquitos, I have been itchin like nothin else.

I want sex.

1. Ariel
2. Harry Potter
3. Draco Malfoy
4. Edward Cullen
5. Aladdin
6. Bella Swan
7. Jim Hawkins
8. Starfire
9. Ron Weasley
10. Belle

I'm downloading the soundtrack, it's pretty damn good. I enjoy it. Or rather I WILL, I'm still downloading.

Rob is confusing.

I thought I was done thinking about him, but then I see him again on Friday and my brain is like BUT WHAT IIIIFFFFFF. But boys are confusing, and Rob is about as confusing as you can get.

I also had another prospective person. Which I can't name AND YOU BETTER NOT MAGGIE. I'LL SHANK YOU. Because I don't know who reads this, and quite a few band members could find this and that would be hmmm bad making. But this person did something dumb and ewwwwy.

I'd write more.

But my mom is being dumb, and gay. CLEAN YOUR ROOM.

Uh yeah, it is clean. Cleaned it on monday, jerk!

THE GIRL IN MY BOOK IS BEING A DICK. (it's not impulse Jenna, it's some other book where the girl fucked some guy and her dad caught her)

I feel so bad for her friend! See the girl... er something with a D has always had a bit of a crush on her best friend Jason but her other friend Lee (who is surprisingly a girl) is dating Jason (Lee moved there not too long ago) (I thought Jason was gay at first because of her name) and so this girl is like "D: I's Jealous." and I feel bad for her. It's like if Harry were to date Hermione and Ron would be like "D: life sucks" but she's not "D: Life sucks" she's just jealous and kinda "D: WHY"

AND I MAKE NO SENSE.

HO SHIT SHE WAS BEING A BITCH. She made her friend Lee cry and then got up out of the booth and says, "Have fun at *insert family event here*"  Now I feel sad for Lee. BOO ON MAIN CHARACTER. BOO. This is like Sky High where the main character is surprisingly enough not my favorite.

I wonder why Pink Lemonade is so much better than yellow. Seriously, it's soooo much better and delicious. What do they make it out of though? Pink lemons? Or is it just the same thing with like pink dye? Or maybe they put like... cantalope or something in it. But then wouldn't they put a picture of cantalope on the wrapper? The one thing I don't like is that you have to shake up the crystal light up a lot longer because the like dust or whatever is gay and stays in chunks.

GOLDFISH IS STICKING TO THE TOP OF MY MOUTH AND IT'S FUCKING IRRITATING.They're so good but they're all sticking to my mouth and giah! It's irritating.

When did I get a widows peak? I was looking in the mirror yesterday and I HAVE A WIDOWS PEAK. VHY? It's lopsided too! It's not all awesome and at the middle of my face it's like... on the right.

In other news: I got over my little Robo crush. I don't really like him anymore, he's kinda really dumb. I was talking to him over aim and I had to keep defining words for him like "debauchery" and "platonic" and a few more. Now I could understand him not knowing them, but he's sort of two years older than I am. And he's one of those people that can't go a month without being in some sort of relationship. (He's had like two girlfriends that lasted a week each since the break up I was talking about before). So hmmm I'm done with that. Kinda of a shame, I liked having an odd obsession with someone.

Yarg Danny's being an ass.
Asshole: WHERE IS TEH SHOE BOX WE WENT TO LOUISVILLE WITH?
me: On top of the entertainment center downstairs.
asshole: NO IT'S NOT.
me: Yeah it is. That's where I saw it last at least.
asshole: NO. IT'S IN YOUR ROOM.
me: It's not in my room.
asshole: YOU'RE LYING. IT'S IN YOUR ROOM. YOU'RE HIDING IT THERE.
me: No. It's not in my room. I would know if it was in my room.
asshole: IT'S IN YOUR ROOM. *RUNS DOWNSTAIRS*
me: IT'S NOT IN MY ROOM. I AM GOING TO LYNCH YOU IF YOU GO IN THERE.

He's an idiot.

I really like pink lemonade.

I just wanted to make sure we were clear on that.


I wish I had some like cake. Chocolate cake. Ah fuck what day is it? The like... sixth maybe? FUCK. I need to run down to cvs soon before like the sixteenth or something and get some girly things so I don't have to jack them from Maggie. Tra la la la. OH I HAVE TO CALL CATHERINE TOO. And I have to call Jenna to confirm TMNT timeage.  Damn am I behind on things I have to do. Alright. I'll stop writing now.

So I did really bad at nationals. Let me clarify:

I usually shoot around 300 out of 300 and 47x out of 60x. Now on the first day of nationals I shot a 297/300 with 32/60x D: and the second day I shot the same score except 4x higher... D:

So I've been just really upset about this because the one time I needed to do great I sucked, and I sucked hard. Worse yet I have no idea why I did so horribly. I have no fucking clue why I did so horribly. Actually the second day was probably due to frustration from the day before and the last parts of the first day were probably due to frustration but seriously! I'd shoot a great end then I'd go and throw a four with one x! That's some fucking god awful shooting! All in all Nationals just really blew this year, fecking blew.

It's selfish of me to be upset about taking Danny, I know, but I can't help but feel that things would have been so much better had he not come. I know my shooting wouldn't have been but the trip all in all would have. I missed flying a lot. I really enjoy flying on airplanes and we weren't able to fly with bringing Danny because it would cost a lot. I mean... that's a huge part of why I loved going to nationals. Flying in the plane is just so much fun and awesome. Instead I got to have a lovely eight hour drive there and back! BOO. We also didn't get to meet up with anyone to eat and what not, which really sucked because the archery people are always hilarious and fun to be around. It's just like argh. Everything that I used to really enjoy about nationals didn't happen and it was just a shit trip. If nationals is as shitty as this next year I'll be really fucking disappointed.


MY LITTLE PONIES YAY.

So I've decided to make custom My Little Ponies! IT'S SO MUCH FUN EEEE. I'm working on a Belle and Ariel pony right now. I'm really excited about it, and so far it's coming along smashingly. So far I've removed all the hair on both ponies, gotten rid of the markings, annnnd er beheaded them. Taking out the hair took HOURS. The first pony was easier, because I could bend the head so I could reach the hair easier with the pliers but the second one had a rock solid head and was a pain in the ass to deal with.

The white one also has a freaking pink circle embedded in it's ass! Yargggh. So now the pink circle is like scuffed up from my dad and I trying to rip it out with pliers. (I think my dad actually got a bit excited at the idea of ripping apart ponies haha) Actually the pink circle is why I'm pulling through and making her an Ariel My Little Pony. No one will see the pink circle under a tail, yay! I just need to get some hair now. I'll either order it off or get some from the craft store. I'll probably end up going to the craft store first to see if we can get anything cheaper and then if it comes down to it getting it offline. I really need to get some money, my mom is financing this little escapade and it might get a bit pricey when it comes time for Ariel's tail eppp. By pricey I mean five dollars more haha.


BARNES AND NOBLE HASN'T CALLED ME BACK YET THOSE ASSHOLES. I really want this fucking job but they haven't called yet! I turned in my application early too! Like at the beginning of March! BOO ON THEM. I called them yesterday but they were being gay and busy. Actually I'll call them right now!

It's ringing! They put me on hold. Alright I'm talking with the Manager "Rob". He's looking in the back for my application. Annnnd I'm on hold again. This music is REALLY gay. It ended! D: OH NO ANOTHER ONE CAME ON. THE DOGS ARE BARKING UUUGH. I hope he doesn't come back while they're barking. That would be bad making. Okay he came back. He found my application and set it on top of the Hiring Manager's desk to check out. I really fucking hope they hire me. I need money for my pony escapades!

I had harry potter sex dreams last night. YAY.

So last night was bloody awful. I'm not just using a hyperbole either. It was bloody fucking awful.

I woke up and my right kidney hurt really, really badly. It fucking BURNED, I was really cold and shivering an incredible amount despite the fact that I had a shit load of blankets on me, my skin was burning hot, my stomach was churning and my head was spinning. It was like a really intense fever with enormous kidney pains. I was literally fucking crying clutching my kidney and blankets. So my first thought it to go upstairs and use the bathroom because when you use the bathroom your kidney's feel better, or so was my logic. But there was supposedly a good reason for staying in the bed that I can't remember right now. So i get up and stumble upstairs and use the bathroom but guess what? It doesn't help a bit. So I go get more blankets and the whole night I'm in this feverish, kidney pain, half asleep half awake stage. I was hoping it was all a dream but when I woke up the blankets were still there and my kidney had a really dull pain and I felt like I'd just gotten over a really bad fever. So all day I've felt like shit and I've been in this like drunken fever stupor that I can't shake off.

BOO FEELING LIKE SHIT.

I'm also really pissed off about my brother coming to Nationals. I am missing my favorite parts of Nationals because he's coming. I know it's completely selfish to feel like this, but honestly! We can't fly and instead have to drive eight hours (I love, love, love flying in planes and airports), we have to bring breakfast and and lunch WITH US FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND. I DO NOT GET STARBUCKS MUFFINS. FUCK. I'm not used to cereal for breakfast and only do eat it at Jenna's haha. Then he's bringing like meat and bread for lunch and I don't really like sandwiches (hell I don't like anything really). And there's a cornucopia of other reasons as well. He's not even shooting very well. He hasn't a snow balls chance in hell against any one. I feel really horrible for feeling like this but it's like... you get so used to going and enjoying one way that when other options that aren't so glamorous come about you don't want those to happen.

BOO ON THESE BAD CHANGES.

If any of you band kids still watch my account, go join the community 1truebandgeek!

It would be really neat to be British, is what I've decided. They get such cool slang and all we get is some gangster shit that makes us sound illiterate. I may have a "British day" where I "talk like a Brit" for the whole day.

" 'Lo, Love! Smashing day, isn't it? I'm a bit skint today so we won't be able to get some coffee, but bloody hell am I craving a latte!"

I stole a piece of chocolate from my parents just now.

I hope they don't notice.

When I did my hair today I accidentally hair sprayed my forehead and eyebrows D: . Now my eyebrows are like GRRRR WE CRAZY, because I had to run my hands all through them and my forehead looks like it's pealing off.

I have archery tomorrow, YAY. I get to see le Rob and pretend something may happen between the two of us. Damn my dad for hating him and his family and damn him for being so hard to interpret. BUT MAN I HATE THIS STUFF, DON'T LET IT BE LOOOOVE. At least that's what I've reaaad. We're head over heels and I know how it's going to feel. When it crashes and it burns it'll be too much. So don't, don't don't. Let it be love, love. hurrah Bowling Four Soup. I'm kind of hoping that I don't like Rob as much as I think I might, because I already know it can't happen. My dad hates him, my dad hates his dad, everyone we're close friends with at the archery club has a distinct dislike for him. He's not a bad kid either, his dad's just a bit of a dumb ass/jerk and Rob himself is really careless with what he says and does. Damn this for never being able to happen. damn. damn. damn. damn.

I still need to do that essay for Atwell, but my mind is like DON'T DO IT JERI. DON'T. I WILL KILL YOU FOR WASTING VALUABLE TIME DOING HOMEWORK. Fuckin' mind.

I bit my left middle nail too far and now it is sad making slash hurt making.

I want to wear a skirt tomorrow, but I don't own one :( . I shaved my legs and now they're all pretty and my hair is going to come out good tomorrow I CAN FEEL IT.

Maryland Championships and Nationals coming up, yay!

YOU GOT A MOTHER TRUCKER, YOU CAN GO TO H-E- DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS AND F- YOURSELF CAUSE I'M FLIPPIN' GOSH DARN SICK OF ALL THE S-WORDS YOU PUT ME THROOOOUGH. SO F-YOU. F-YOU.

It had to be done.

Went driving today with my dad on the highway going to cumberland for an archery shoot. I like the Highway, it's nice and fun and large and safe feeling. I shot pretty alright at the shoot, dropped a god damn four ugh. Aside from that I did pretty well, not a great score but oh well. I'm kind of in a rut right now but eh what can you do? Just need to keep practicing I guess.

Now here's more on the boy I may be interested in.

Basically my dad hates him. He hasn't said that but i know he's not fond of him in any conceivable way. He doesn't trust him and thinks he's a shit teacher at the archery clinic. And to make things worse apparently he once said that this PRO Coblentz "didn't know what he's talking" which is NOT a smart thing to say. So apparently Tom Coblentz who is a really, really awesome guy dislikes him too. So maybe I just haven't seen him doing anything to make a dick out of himself? Maybe? Blah. So if anything does start EVERYONE at the archery club with know, and all the people that don't like him or his dad are going to be really disappointed in me and I don't want anyone to be. Then he also lives like a half hour away, booo. I'm actually not sure if I like him or not. He's nice and he pays attention to me and I'm one lonely fuck. So I'm not sure if I'm just so lonely I'll take whatever comes my way or if I actually like him. I don't know, I'm super confused. I just need some action really, really badly. We've been talking on aim a bit though.

Tra la la laaa, la. la de la la laa.

Jack ass amuses me more than it should.

I feel compelled to do really stupid stuff after watching it.

I also feel compelled to run around nude.

Except not.

Maybe a little bit.

I can't think of much else to say except MAGGIE IS BEING A LESBIAN, SHE IS BEING A REALLY DUMB LESBIAN FULL OF GAYNESS AND FAGGOTRY.

I was watching My So-Called Life and I feel completed to make and Angelaish drabble.

Sometimes you just kind of can't get your mind around the past. It doesn't matter if things are different now, maybe even better... All it takes is that one thing to switch on the memory of yesterday, one second to shove you into the lane of what seems to be perpetual reflection. Whether you think miss those long past times seems to be irrelevant. It's like you can't help but think about all the memories you've past because deep down I think we really do miss them.

I fail as Angela :( . I don't use enough drawn out pauses and my use of the work "like" wasn't up to par.

Hmmm I wanted to go to the dance tonight, not sure why but I felt compelled to. Didn't get a ticket in the end though. I teach the kids tonight anyway so if I had gone I would have had less than two hours to spend there.

I've been coughing all day ugh, it's so irritating! It's like those "I'm getting over being sick so my coughs are big and obnoxiously loud, trying to get all the sick shit out of my lungs." coughs.

Annnnnnnd I am going to lynch my mom for being homosexual. She's practically shoving this nasty ass cough medicine in my face forcing it down my throat, "YOU'RE WORKING WITH KIDDDDSSSS TONIGHT, DRINK THIS SHIT SO YOU WON'T GET THEM SIIIIICK. I'M A BITCH."

Uh no. Kthnx. Liquid medicine and Jeri don't get along, in fact if I could I would make liquid medicine illegal. My mom has the sickening tendency to get me liquid medicine even though she KNOWS I hate it more than anything on this planet with the exception of doctors. Actually medicine is pretty much up there with doctors I try to stay away from it, it's gay. Anyhoooo, she needs to learn that I hate liquid medicine because I am fucking SICK of having to take like three cups of medicine because I don't weigh forty pounds. GET THE PILLS OR THE FRUIT BREEZER COUGH DROPS. IT IS NOT DIFFICULT. You would think after living with me for sixteen years she would pick up how revolting I find some things... hmmm it appears she doesn't.

Oh man I love this song!

It's so weird today, I keep looking down and my shirt is like HEY LOOK WE IS BOOBS. And then I'm like: OH NO, can.... can anyone else see my boobs. OH NO.

Tra la la la laaaaaaaa. So there's this boy at archery.

But he's not archery kid. It's a different one. Who isn't a freshman yay! I may have developed a thing for him, or maybe not. Not sure which. I don't really know when I like anyone anymore haha. I just kind of want to go sex someone, so eh if they're attractive and don't hate me then I'm bound to like them. Hmmm Maybe something could happen? riiiight? Not really going to get my hopes up though because as well all are aware of my luck kind of sucks boo.

MY PEN KEPT EXPLODING TODAY.... bastard pen.

Then oh man in math we had a sub and a lot of times people will whip out their ipods and listen to music really loudly because old subs be deaf. So I'm sitting there and out of nowhere a really catchy tune starts playing. So I'm sitting there bobbing my head a tiny bit and I'm like, "Wait a second... why would someone else in this class have that song. That is an obscure Japanese song by the Pillows! OH NO."
kid next to me: IT'S COMING FROM YOUR BACK PACK.
me: :O :O :O *sad faces at the teacher* No one's calling, I swear. It's just playing a song.
teacher: DON'T ANSWER IT.
me: T_T There's nothing TO answer, it plays music and something inside my back pack pressed a button!
teacher: ... *glare*
kid next to me: The real question is, "Why isn't it turned off?"
me: That would be a very good question.

God damn phone! And you guys know how obnoxiously loud I have that thing set to! Ugh. It was gay. THEN I COULDN'T GET IT TO TURN OFF :(

Boo on my phone.

Archery clinic in twenty miiiiiiinutes. I get to teach ye kiddiiies. I teach them to shoot le arroooow and hope dey don't shoot ze arroooooowz at meeeee. Commme on littlllle kiddies, let's go shooot le arroooooows. Don't lean back, don't lean FORwaaaaard, don't you release untilllll you is set, don't punch le trigger, stand up le straight, aim ze arrow, AND HOPE LE ARROW GOES LE STRAIGHT.

That's a song I just wrote. Don't try to sing it, you'll ruin it's awesome if you do. It has to be sung RIGHT. Not in the gay manner you guys would do it, ESPECIALLY YOU MAGGIE. NO SINGING MY SONG.

Time to go le bye bye.

So here is the majority of Chapter one of my parody. The title right now is, "When the Fuck did we get icecream" but if I can't have "fuck" in my title then it'll be something else. I just have to let Warren and Euphoria sex and Chapter One can meet the pit.

P.S I really hate LJ cuts.

I love twilight.


I just thought you all should know.

So the bad!fic can not debut until Wednesday because fanfiction.net is being a homosexual ugh. They're trying to fight the spammers off by placing a three day wait before you can post a story. UGH. So of course this means unless I get some serious motivation I will be writing the finishing part up Wednesday night. I just had the Mary Sue step in and now I'm working on introducing her. This is what I have about her so far, in all her Mary Sue glory:

-Used to live in New York City
-Loves Sex
-Was orphaned and now lives with her uncle who is abusive
-Is an amazing singer
-Doesn't give two flying fucks about rules
-She has the same views on grades

and I'll add some more later.

Anyway, now to what I really wanted to write about.

Apparently I offended Jason, or maybe I offended his mom and he's just speaking through her. I always kid around with Jason about him being a Jew (I kid around with every religious/racial minority so whatever)and at the archery club I was kidding around and when introducing him to Rob I was like, "This is my friend Jason, he's a Jew!" As a joke you know? So either he talked to his mom about it or his mom heard and didn't appreciate it. I can see that, some people really don't appreciate it when they're minority group gets poked fun at (those people need to suck up a bit).

However, what really pissed me off is that she thought I was being serious, and Jason apparently didn't try to explain that I was KIDDING. He knows damn well I was kidding, and he KNOWS that I would never mean what I say when making fun of minority groups. Hell in this situation I wasn't even making fun of him. That just pisses me off that he didn't care to explain to his mother that I was JOKING. So now his mother probably thinks I'm a Jew hater or some shit.

Then, another thing that pissed me off is how Jason told me that his mother didn't appreciate my saying that.

"Hey Jeri, My mom said you can't introduce me as 'a Jew' anymore," says Jason.

First off that's incorrect because I CAN, I'm not physically incapable of doing it. Anyhow, his mother has no power over me, if she wants to say it's inappropriate for me to say that, or if she wants to say she doesn't appreciate it, fine. But who is she or order me not to do something when she doesn't even understand that I was kidding around?

ugh. And even if she did say those things couldn't Jason have just told me, "Hey Jeri, don't introduce me as a Jew again okay? It's kind of rude and my mum didn't like it."

Then Jason went on about how the word "Jew" was derogatory and how any self respecting Jew would call themselves a "Jewish Person" and how it's not funny to make fun of them because they had been persecuted for years. First off I don't see how the word "Jew" is offensive. What. the. fuck? Secondly, EVERY ONE HAS BEEN PERSECUTED. It's sad the Holocaust and I feel for you and everything but EVERYONE has gone through some sort of persecution. Romans, Greeks, Africans, Europeans, Mexicans, etc. Everyone's been a slave, and just about everyone has been denied some sort of right. Ugh.

Damn Jews.