People, festivals and watermelons...Oh My!

Yeah....Saturday was the Annual Watermelon festival...woot woot? It was boring as hell. Hot as hell. AND! expensive as hell. I mean...a drink was three bucks. To get your face painted...six. Anyone stupid enough to pay that much well...we're not gonna go into detail about what I think of your stupidity. So, Angel, Nikie, Tyler and I were up there around nine or ten to watch the parade. It seems like the stuff like this is getting worser and worser each year. Oh...yay. Look an old police car...cool? Oh..an AMBULANCE! AWESOME!...not. The little cars were pretty cool though. And so was the old timey gangster looking car. (JAY! Get ready, Nikie and I are gonna steal it, we'll be there to pick you up soon.) But...after that...horses, tractors and a few motorcycles...yay? Oh, and my favorite...the cheerleaders. "*clapping* GO ROE GO! I was mean to a lot of people on the floats. I made fun of cheerleaders, my specialty, and waved frantically to Ronald McDonald who, by the way, didn't even acknowledge me! That really hurt my feelings! Okay...not really but still. So we left.
Back at Angel's house we cooled off and ate some burgers then Holly showed up. We went with her for a bit. Instead of going to the festival like she said she was, we ended up at City Park. Nikie and Holly walked out into the water for a bit and then I wanted to go to a play ground so we did. But it was the crappy one. The real nice one that had the slide had an abundance of small people there. But that was okay. The one we were at had four swings, just enough for all four of us, and some of those rocking things...one was a truck and the other an alligator with room for two. I'm sure you can guess what I ran to first. Yes...the alligator. Nikie jumped on the back and we rocked back and fourth, all the while Holly was taping us on her camera. That was AFTER I said something about how it was the motions of sex. It was,too. Pushing down, coming back up...it was...odd. And sad, with me in a skirt. Zach came over and pushed it down really hard
and Nikie and I almost flew off. He kept doing it and then he stopped.
"Come on Zach! Slow, sensual movements!" Holly, of course, caught that on tape.
So we swung next and Zach twisted me on the swing. Then a competition of who could go higher. Then I stopped and ended up taking off nikie's flip flops and putting them back on while she was still swinging.
Finally, we left. Went to the W.M.F and I saw my dad there...shocked, i jumped out of the truck in moving traffic and went over to visit with Nikie. Then we went to glasgow to eat dinner. Chinese...mmm. But didn't finish eating 'cause we had called Angel and originally she said to be back by six thirty on the phone it was five forty something and she said we wouldn't be back by six. So we had to speed home in really bad rain storms. Unfair. And we were gonna go to holly's dorm to see her room and stuff. She says there are two asian boys there, twins, and that I'd like them, so I really really wanted to go. But we'll have to next time i guess, make a day out of it.
So we got home around six ten and walked with Angel to the festival. It was time for the street dance. I didn't wanna go, at all, but I did 'cause they asked me to.

While there, I saw some people from school and talked to them, I got a few random hugs from people like Shelia and the "Oh! I miss you sooo much!"'s from most of them. So, nikie and I walked to McDonalds and got drinks then went back. And people had ran their mouths, like always. Angel had just been with her oldest son when five mins later, people were telling her he was completely messed up. He came over to her and he was fine and eventually, she took him to everyone who had said he was messed up and asked them if he looked messed up to them...all of which said No.

So then, we heard a rumor that he had two girls who were gonna beat up his x-wife, seperated-not really divorced yet. It was the next morning before I found it those two girls were none other then Nikie and I. I wish someone would've told us about that, we didn't have a clue.XD So yeah...what an eventful day.
We ended up ending that night by watching Angel draw funny pictures on my Okami game. First she drew Nikie and then my Emo Asian boy....and damn...he looked funny but Nikie looked worse. So I finally went to bed around 11 or so. Remember people, I had been up and going since 4:15 that morning. I woke up today around noon when the bedroom door opened...funny thing was, no one was home. Well, Nikie was but she was still asleep upstairs. So who knows anymore. All I know is I'm tired right now. Like...dead tired pretty much. I slept to late today so I'm still sleepy. My body is too odd like that. But I'ma done with this post I guess. Nothing much else to say besides...........BLEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Maybe If You Shook It....?

I'm home and I come baring nasty gifts. During my week stay with Nikie my sister called, she and her two kids were sick. Guess who got snagged into leaving her friends house and going there? If you said my Imaginary friend, George, then you were gravely wrong. He stayed there, wreaking havoc when people turned their backs....what the hell? I'm browsing through Gamestop.com, I'm a gamer-girl duh, and...I've found a gba game...March of the Penguins. Who in their right mind would really spend anywhere from 30 to 60 bucks on THAT? No offense if YOU have it, but I'd never give it a second glance....maybe not even a first. Now..back to what I was saying. Yes, I had to go. Two days I stayed. I chased kids, cleaned messes, made food, cleaned up said food, refilled sippy cups god knows how many times, bathed them(the kids, not my sister) and bleh. On the third day of being there...I was just so tired and began the dreaded coughing, headache, nausea and ear pain that plagued them all. So I said I was going back to Angel's. My sister was better, my nephew had gone back to the doctor and got more medicine, so everything was all right.
I missed being there. As odd and as sad as it sounds, that house feels more like home to me then the house I've spent the majority of my life in.

Why?

Well, here where my biological parents live, I'd have to BEG my mom to even play a board game with me, and usually all I got was an "I'm too tired."
When I got my PS and PS2, same deal. But she was either too tired or just didn't want to.


Now, at my adoptive parents(yes, mark and angel are my adoptive parents, whether they know it or not) we play games(Phase Ten, Sorry!, Checkers) and we all also spend hours at times, playing either nintendo, gamecube or ps2. Anything from Maniac Mansion to Zelda to Shadow Hearts and Fatal Frame(only when Tyler's asleep or gone do we break out that game).

At my house...it's soooo quite. I sometimes go weeks without getting to talk to my Mom(she sometimes leaves for work before I even wake up) and my dad...well, we don't exchange pleasantries, that's for sure. And, an true example. It was about 6 o'clock that I noticed I was alone in the house. My dad came home around 9. "Where have you been?" "At Dad's, since about 4.".....sad, isn't it?

At Angel's house. Someone is always laughing, someone's always talking unless we're all totally engrossed in the ending scene of a game we've all worked together to beat. It's so much more lively there. And in the beginning when I started going over, I'd always get headaches from the noise from where I'm so use to hearing nothing but the drone of a T.V somewhere in the house or my fingers making their way across my keyboard.


We get to have food fights there,too. I may be 18, but I'm such a kid, I don't have an inner child, mine is out. At my house, dad would start yelling, Mom would tell us to behave. At Mark and Angels, it's sometimes one of them who starts it with either a well aimed deviled egg or handful of whip cream.

There are so many differences in this house and theirs. And if I had to choose, I'd rather live there with Angel, Tyler and Nikie. And looking at it now, I can understand why some of the people that end up befriending me, ask me why I'm such a loner but have the "Giddy-Lil'-School-Girl" nickname. I was raised like that I suppose. I played by myself, always afraid of being told No when I asked My mom to play a game with me. I'm use to going off by myself even though the initial pang of loneliness gets me every time. I love having friends but some of them just don't get why sometimes, I don't talk or laugh like usual. I'm a loner friend, that's all there is to it.

Now I think I'm almost done with my random little bits of information and the little peak into depraved and frightening mind.

Question of this Blog: How many people does it take to get a lip ring in?

Answer to the Question of this Blog:
Normally? One.

When the lip ring is in Nikie's mouth..two.
One to hold it in and the other to screw on the ball. Yes, it took us about fifteen minutes to get the damn lip ring I gave her in.

And on that note, my lip never closed up. Yes it was infected but I fought tooth and nail and kept the fucker open...and I've lost two studs already after just buying MORE lip rings like...a week ago.

My Snake and Holly

I don't think there's a feeling worse than finding out someone you thought cared about you, doesn't. But I guess that's the way it goes in this day and time. In the past, it was okay for the guys to be with one girl and countless others. Back then, we were raised to accept it as a fact of life.
But no longer are we told that. No. We're told to leave the guy in the dust or put up with it. Which do I choose? Awhile ago, I would have picked the first but now, I pick the latter.
It doesn't really matter to me anymore. I've grown use to his absence. And he probably wouldn't even care if I disappeared. No, I've heard of too many girls that have piqued his interest and I don't think I'm one of them, not anymore.
I can deal with that though. I'm busy with other things in my life now. No longer will I lie awake and worry about him. My heart won't flutter when I hear the phone ring, thinking that it might be him.
I don't care anymore. There are other people I care for who aren't disappearing, who aren't playing games with me and who don't take away my right to live life to the fullest without worry, longing and heart wrenching backward glances.
And to those people, I thank you with all my heart.

To Ashley, for all the time we've spent together over the past elven years.

To Alex, for the poems and self-performed songs.
To Jay, for the laughter and advice.
To Chelsey, for the fun times and for being the Jedi to my Sith.
To Angel, for the love of another Mother and a best friend.
To Brad, for the "Documentary of Angela" and for letting me tie you to that bridge.
To all my other friends, for good times, heartfelt conversations, Odd conversations, Tie Day Fridays and everything else.

Who needs him, when I have all of you?

The Tattoo Maiden

A girl loses her lover, and before he fades from her memory completely, she takes the pain of her remaining love and imbues it in a holly tattoo.

Yet the girl falls in love once more.

Again she loses her lover.

She engraves a tattoo of her love Into her body again.

This time she engraves a divine snake So her lover's spirit will arrive safely At the place of the gods.

As the girl repeats love and loss, Her skin grows filled with tattoos.

She cannot tolerate the pain of the Tattoos and it takes its toll on her sanity.

Meanwhile, her heart is eaten by the snake engraved in her soul.

(don't own that, btw)

Pass through the mirrors

SO....let's recap on my life right now.
My lip piercing got infected and closed. I'm getting it redone when it's healed (if you said I'm a go getter, damn straight---Have no idea if I ever cleared this up but...I pretty much said screw that, cleaned it less and kept the sucker open).
Hmm....I was slightly upset, scared because someone very important to me didn't log onto yahoo for awhile.
He finally did...and....life is just a bitch.
He lost someone very important to him...again. I feel horrible for him. I feel sick to my stomach. I wish that I could take some, or all, of his pain away. I'd do anything to know he's smiling.
I dunno...I just don't know what to say, really. I'm afraid I'll make him more upset or make him angry.
I just...bleh. lol. My blog is so illiterate in ways it's not funny.
My head's starting to hurt...great. Just what I need. Oh..I found out I had pneumonia. Woot! Now THAT was fun.
Grab a dictionary and look up SARCASM if you thought I actually meant that.
So...I'm hungry. I forgot to eat dinner again. Oh well. I can stand losing some weight.
Oh, I'm going to the movies with Holly, Zac and Whitney tomorrow. I want to see Watchmen or Coraline but I have a feeling Whitney will want to see Friday the 13th and so will Zac..but I might be able to...friendly persuade him...to side with me. Holly hates horror movies...so, 3 vs. 1. I think that's right..could be wrong. I'm just horrible at math.

But I dunno..I haven't really focused on anything tonight..I guess I'm just too worried about other people.

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Oh, Insanity and I

So like...yeah! XD
NOT
Anyways, I haven't really BLOGGED in awhile. I've had tons of things to say but...no time..okay, that's a lie. I just didn't feel like saying them or I just...was too busy moping around to do so. Or i was wayyyyyy to busy convincing insurance companies that they should have policies for freakishly large lady bugs.
So yeah.
Let's see....Let's do lists!

Things that Annoy me

1. People who rp but don't wait for others to post
2. People who say "I'll check your bio this week" and don't and then say they just didn't have the time when in reality, they've been posting on three rps the entire time
3. Being cold and having no one to snuggle
4. Asthma and anemia(Oh woe is me! what other illnesses beginning with A shall find me??)
5. My dad going to bed really early---why?---because even though I'm an legal adult...my computer is still in my 'rents room...some bullshit over not being able to have a modem reach my room....apparently he forgot that, years ago, my computer was IN my room-internet connected.
6. Uhm.....
7. yawning....repeatedly....
8. <----is a loser
9. <---is the losers best friend
10. <---the ax murderer's secret identity
    
11. <---is the losers secret super hero identity
12. <---is the losers sidekick
13. <---is the losers stalker
14. <---is the stalkers rapist
15. <---is the rapists murderer
16. <---is the ax murderers mother OHHHH!! How's that for a twist???
17. <---is the losers x-bf who's really her brother, neither know

So...who's the ax murderer? 8, the loser? or 17, her x-bf who's also her brother...DUN DUN DUN

Okay so yeah. Maybe I should get back to the point..and what was that again?
Oh.
Yeah. Been feeling a little lonely lately. Not really bad. I've had friends like Jay and Alex(who are both wonderful and I loves you both) to keep me happy/company. But I dunno. When you turn 18 it's like...everything changes. You don't feel older, you just feel all the weight of the world bearing down on you. You start to really worry about shit like money, jobs, cars, your future..and being alone in said future. But hell, what do I know?