The gloves come off, and the claws come out. *Hysterical laughter*. I'm starting to love this. Look who isn't so tush anymore. Ringing in the new month with a fabtacular party, which ended in a brawl for the ages. People beating the sense out of (or should i say "into") each other. Why do I love fights so much? I'm sure it's not healthy. Anyway, guys really did me proud. It was mad! And the girls? Oh boy! If someone had told me I would ever see them fencing, i would've called the person a liar.
On a more serious note, I'm stunned, but pleasantly surprised. How does somewhere go from conformist (more or less) to freakishly wild in a span of 24 hours? It's crazy, and yet totally cool (for those with warped minds). It's understandable for guys to pound on each other, and girls to fence. It's rare, but not uncommon, to see girls rip at each other. But, when a guy steps up, confidently, if i might add, to whale on a chick, you know somethings wrong.
I'm not naive. I know chivalry doesn't exist here. But come on. Whaling on a chick because your girlfriend's too much of a b***h? That's just low. It's even worse when the girl can take both you and your chick with both her hands tied behind her back. Fortunately, some girls still get the fairytale 'knight in shining Armour' who save the damsel-not-so-in-distress.
It's time to buckle up, and wipe the sleeping dust from my eyes. This semester just went into full speed, and i don't intend to miss the wonderful scenery on what promises to be a totally fabtacular ride.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Substitute Family
I want to do my assignment. I really do. But my brain doesn't seem to be ready to work right now, and i don't really feel like pushing it. Thought i was gonna die today. But that's besides the point. With my friends now. They always make everything seem better.
I know it seems like a cliche, but it's true. They're my family. I'm stuck in this glorified prison, it's hot ALL the time boring MOST of the time, and more than half the school's population annoys me. With them, I can laugh, and fool around, and be goofy, and be me, and know that I won't be judged, and that they'll have my back. They're my escape. And besides, we think alike *wink*.
There's no greater joy for me right now. Honestly, i love them.
I know it seems like a cliche, but it's true. They're my family. I'm stuck in this glorified prison, it's hot ALL the time boring MOST of the time, and more than half the school's population annoys me. With them, I can laugh, and fool around, and be goofy, and be me, and know that I won't be judged, and that they'll have my back. They're my escape. And besides, we think alike *wink*.
There's no greater joy for me right now. Honestly, i love them.
The End
He reaches across to pull her closer, but she pulls away. His mind races. "What could possibly be wrong?" he wonders. The butterflies in his stomach grow more restless, his heart pounds furiously, threatening to burst through his chest. He stares deep into her eyes trying to read them. "Eyes often mirror the soul", so he'd heard. Nothing pleasant there. A cold, blank stare.Filled with hate and rejection.
Those beautiful, burnt umber eyes that lit up whenever she saw him now glared at him with nothing but cruel intentions. He knew he was wrong, but nothing could have prepared him for this. She backs up even further, widening the growing gap between them.
This couldn't possibly be the end. He frantically raked his mind for a solution. Time seemed to be very happily flying by. When she finally spoke, it seemed like he had been waiting years. What a relief, to hear her voice. Not that the words she spoke were, in any way whatsoever, comforting. In fact, quite the opposite. Voice stern and filled with resolve, she spoke just two words, that brought his world to an abrupt end "Get out." That was all it took.
He got home that night, and took out all their memories. Pictures, can be a pain, as well as a joy. She had been his everything. How could he possibly have let the best thing that ever happened to him slip through his fingers? It made no sense. Now, he had nowhere to turn to. He was alone, by himself, with nobody. Needless to say, he felt he had to end it all.
And so, when the help came to clean up a week later, a dead body hung from the ceiling. Screaming did no good. He was gone, and it was the end.
Those beautiful, burnt umber eyes that lit up whenever she saw him now glared at him with nothing but cruel intentions. He knew he was wrong, but nothing could have prepared him for this. She backs up even further, widening the growing gap between them.
This couldn't possibly be the end. He frantically raked his mind for a solution. Time seemed to be very happily flying by. When she finally spoke, it seemed like he had been waiting years. What a relief, to hear her voice. Not that the words she spoke were, in any way whatsoever, comforting. In fact, quite the opposite. Voice stern and filled with resolve, she spoke just two words, that brought his world to an abrupt end "Get out." That was all it took.
He got home that night, and took out all their memories. Pictures, can be a pain, as well as a joy. She had been his everything. How could he possibly have let the best thing that ever happened to him slip through his fingers? It made no sense. Now, he had nowhere to turn to. He was alone, by himself, with nobody. Needless to say, he felt he had to end it all.
And so, when the help came to clean up a week later, a dead body hung from the ceiling. Screaming did no good. He was gone, and it was the end.
Start of Something Totally Fab!
AAAAARRRRRRGH!!! lol. Started so many blogs before, but strangely can't seem to remember any of them. Anyhu, this one's gonna be different. It's gotta be all about the Candy. Doesn't it? Hehehehehe. What exactly 'is' the candy? We'll get there. I, quite honestly, don't know either. And now, I'm just rambling on and on and on and on and on (do you see where I'm going with this?)
So, i rock, you rock, we all rock. This world is a FABULOUSLY AMAZING life, and I'm loving it. Totally awesome. So, this blog is gonna be just as amazing.
My heart, my mind, my soul, are now a semi-open book (you didn't really think i was gonna say 'open' did you?). Fortunately, I'm good at pouring out my heart in writing.
So, i rock, you rock, we all rock. This world is a FABULOUSLY AMAZING life, and I'm loving it. Totally awesome. So, this blog is gonna be just as amazing.
My heart, my mind, my soul, are now a semi-open book (you didn't really think i was gonna say 'open' did you?). Fortunately, I'm good at pouring out my heart in writing.
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