Switch!

Hey! I did start a new blog! Here's a link:http://hallowsandhorcruxes.blogspot.com/

Oh, Shut Up

Not trying to sound mean or anything in that title. Sorry.

You see, I got a knew YouTube account and this blog is logged in with my old one (which I don't use anymore) so coming on here means logging out of that one and I don't have to patience to make a knew blog, but I probably will maybe tomorrow. I'll keep you posted.

Well since I haven't blogged in....2months? Just about. I have A LOT to talk about. The last thing I posted was going to the Katy Perry concert....well all through July I went to 5 others. So that makes the concert count 6. Woo!

In mid July, I went to a leadership camp for band called FJM (Fred J. Miller). It was a new experience and a lot of fun. I was only there for a few days. My group (section leader [which I am now Section Leader of the Saxophone Section in band now :D]) learned drill and a new song and preformed it. One day we had a Full Band Scramble where we got to go to the different sections that were there (drum major, dance, flag, rifle, or twirling) and learn things from them. I successfully know how to crescendo, decrescendo, and que people in conducting. It's fun. Even though I'm not drum major, I conduct all the time; even in grocery stores and the mall.....My parents yell at me to stop XD

Other than that I went to 2 ConTour shows (my first), a WizardRock show (my first), and a Tim McGraw concert (also my first). All of them were a blast! I'm very excited that I went. Sadly, the COTTON shirt I had EVERYBODY sign and my friends and I decorated smeared the Sharpie a lot when it went through the was. The worst is the light blue....there's a lot of light blue....UPSETTING.

Um...This is all I have time for right now. I'm in a lot of pain with probably 6 rib heads out of place right now and typing hurts. After going to see Ian tomorrow, for the 3rd time this week, I will be feeling better and be sitting here with ice on my back. If I do make a new blog, I'll post a blog on here first and add a link to the new page. Night :/

(No more Song of the Day)
Snapple Caps: 74
Concerts: 6

California Dream?

So I actually just got back from the Katy Perry concert here in Pittsburgh, PA. It. Was. AMAZING! One word is not enough to categorize how awesome this concert was. It was silly, cute, weird, fun, hot, steamy, sparkly, awesome, amazing, and LOUD. I can still hear ringing in my ears and I was sitting in the top balcony. But still, top seats are awesome because you can still see. I sang (more like screamed) at the top of my lungs to every song since I am a die-hard Katy Perry fan. Now I don't really listen to the radio, but thanks to one of my best friends, I found Katy Perry and I have learned that Katy is just a 5yr old in a grown ups body with an awesome singing voice. People will probably be negative and say, "Oh, it was just an act." I don't believe it. I have honestly never seen anyone having so much fun on stage, not caring if she made a few mistakes here and there, because when she did, she laughed them off. What person in an act can do that on stage in front of approximately 10,000 people? I know I wouldn't. I would freak out. Katy just has so much fun and truly loves what she does that she has become a very inspiring person in my life. Not because she's famous, not because she has her life basically perfect, but because she found out what she was good at and loved in life and followed that path. So many people hate their jobs and what they do. The people to look up to are the people who enjoy their lives, their jobs, and what they do. Not many people can say that and the people that go out and preform to people usually care about how great it was to have a sold out concert "mmm money" but the people who go and preform because they want to and truly enjoy it....they're the greatest. No one in the crowd can possibly understand the joy of that. I certainly don't, but if we all take the path that we enjoy and can achieve in at the same time, where is there room for greed or misery?

I just thought I'd share that with you. Since it's 1:30am, I'll post something about the actual concert later :)

PS: I'm adding a new "category" at the bottom of how many concerts I attend a year.


Song of the Day: I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry
Snapple Caps: 66
Concerts: 1

Long Time Since...

Wow. Hi! It's been almost a month since I've blogged! I have been kinda busy though. My birthday was the 23rd of May. I had my best friend I've only met twice before over with all of the rest of my friends. It was a blast. I'm so happy I actually got to hang out with Alora. I can't wait until I get to go over her house and meet some of her friends I text.

On Memorial Day, I had to march in Brentwood's parade in the morning. It was pretty boring. I wanted to go and hang out with friends since it was so nice out, but obviously everyone had plans. So instead I decided to bike almost 7 miles to go to Caribou Coffee in Town Square. Brentwood isn't even that big. The problem is that instead of going up a gazillion and a half hills, I decided to go around so I would have an easier time biking, which I did.

School ended Tuesday, June 7th. I did very good on my finals and in my classes in general. I got straight As and 1 C (English: worst subject). But hey, I'm not complaining.

I went to my friend's birthday party as well. It was a total blast. Definitely danced my ass off that night :)

In our softball games I've been having, I completely ripped a whole in my knee. Last game I even got road rash. My left leg looks like I fell off of a motorcycle. It's beautiful. I did a good job :) [btw, that slide that caused that whole got me a triple and we ended up winning the game. WORTH IT!]

Oh! The last day of school was also Graduation. Of course I cried. My best friend (brother's ex, big sister, etc we're close) graduated. I was super depressed afterwards. But I'm not getting into that. This is a blog to catch up and no sadness.

Since Wednesday, even though school has ended, I've still been getting up to go to school at 8am. Why? I'm a Band Geek. I'm going through Leadership Training so I can be section leader. Thankfully, I'm the only one trying out for my section :) Even though I detest getting up early, I'd have to say that this is worth it. I love band so much. This year, I get to go to 3 camps that involve band; FJM at Pitt Greensburg Campus (where previous away band camp has been held), home band camp, then right after that away band camp at Washington and Jefferson College Campus. I am so excited. Especially for FJM. Livie has told me so much about it last year when she went and it sounds like a blast. I can't wait to meet new friends and learn so much from going there.

That's the news happening :) Glad to blog and catch up!

Song of the Day: Not Half Bad by The Parselmouths

Snapple Caps: 68? (I need to count)

Mini May Wrap Up

Well it's like halfway though May, so I figured I should inform you on all of my fun adventures I've had so far this month :D

In school, we had to take these new tests called the Keystone Exams. In short, it was horrible. The 1st portion we took on Monday was literature. All we had to do was read a story, fill in bubbles, and analyze. That day was easy, but when we took the Algebra 2 portion, it was ridiculous. Now I have a very high IQ and I'm in regular math, not honors. THE HONORS CLASS COULDN'T DO IT! It was so hard. We didn't even go over more than half of what was in the test so everyone just BSed the whole time. In the open ended, people would just draw pictures of random things. So I think this test deserves a ticket for the Fail Boat?

Wednesday also happened to be our concert band spring concert. Jazz Band played first (which was amazing! [thank you]) and then concert band. Concert band is boring. The music is so easy so I just brought my phone on stage and texted people during rests or song switches. But yeah, all good fun.

Thursday, my mom, dad, and I went to the eye doctors. Now I don't exactly understand the whole "20/20" vision thing, but I'm just gonna say that I found out that my vision is -3/-3. BAD. But good news! I GOT CONTACTS! Well we ordered them that day but I'll get to that.

Friday was fun! I got on a bus at 6:30am and left my school at 7am. To go where? GETTYSBURG AND HERSHEY!!!!!! My school had a school trip there so Ian (the great amazing person that he is) said that he'd pay for me to go. We started our day off on our 5 hour bus ride more than half way across the state of Pennsylvania. It wasn't the worst bus ride. I mean we did have a Coach USA bus and we just watched movies the whole time. I almost peed myself of joy when the only movie the bus had with it was Tangled. I still don't own a copy :( But the best movie we watched was the Hangover. I've seen it before, rated R, whatever you get the point. 35 kids (freshman and sophomore mix) watched the Hangover on a bus with the principal and 2 teachers. Explain that one?

Anyhow, when we got to Gettysburg, we went to this wax museum. Wax people creep me out. I always think they're just going to come to life and attack me. So my friends and I made a huge chain holding hands because we were all terrified. After the wax museum, we went to this other giant building to watch an omni max sort of thing. It was talking all about how brave all the men and women were when the fought against each other and they died. Morgan Freedman narrated.....I fell asleep. It's not my fault Morgan Freedman's voice is so soothing! Well, he put me asleep good. I started to dream. In my mini dream, I was reaching over to pet my dog, Max, because I thought that he was dead. The second before I touched him, he woke up and almost bit me with super sharp teeth. I freaked out and jumped really badly in my seat. it just so happens that at that same time I jumped, a canon went off on the omni max. That scared me even more. The people next to me thought it was the funniest thing ever....

After the omni max, we went to a dome of a painting that was done a few years after the war. There was some narration and everything and sound effects, but I wasn't paying attention. Everything was happening on the other side of me anyways. I was more marveling over how detailed this painting was and how the landscaping looked like it was part of the painting. It was hard to tell where the floor stopped and where the painting began!

When we were finally leaving, we picked up our tour guide. I have nothing against southern people, but I hate their accents for the life of me. And guess what? Our tour guide we had for 2 HOURS was from Georgia and his accent was STRONG. We visited a bunch of fun places like Little Round Top (stupid name), and um....graveyards.....and....the fields where they fought....and we kind of just looked at monuments the whole time. Finally, after the tour was over, we went to dinner and then to our hotel.

In the room I stayed in, it was Ali, Emily, and I. Our other friends we couldn't room with, Moose, V (Victoria), and Olivia, were a few rooms down so we just kept running back and forth to each other. V didn't want to stay in her room, so she stayed in my room for a long time :) We watched these hilarious YouTube videos. The best was McDonald's Exorcism: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4n2hpN6UjI This is one of the funniest things I've ever seen. Emily and V were reenacting it....I got the whole thing on my phone >:) I am so tempted to put it on YouTube....Later that night, we walked over to McDonald's to get some ice cream and milkshakes and just kept quoting the video. People were giving us strange looks. We also got free toys and beat each other with them.

Saturday morning, we had to get up bright and early to leave for Hershey. When we got there, we all went through the little (fake) factory tour. The used to make the chocolate there, but most of it is made in Mexico and the factory next to the park. We finally got to the park and split into our groups. Ali, Emily, Moose, V, Olivia, Jessica, and I went on 10 of the 11 roller coasters there and we just walked around laughing and having so much fun. I strongly recommend going to Hershey Park. It's crazy huge and it just smells like chocolate and the roller coasters are CRAZY! around 7pm, we headed home. Mostly everyone was sleeping, but I just stayed up and played Mario Kart and watched movies.

Sunday was a let's-just-try-and-recover day. We did do stuff for Mother's Day such as, go out to breakfast and go to Barnes & Noble, but we just went home and relaxed. That's all my mom wanted to do so we were good with that.

Monday, I missed the beginning of school to go to Ian's and get all my joints back in place. Tuesday, I missed the beginning of school as well to get my contacts! They were kind of a pain, but after almost a week, I finally got the hang of them. Wednesday was the beginning of Marching Band practice for the Memorial Day Parade we have. It was a very short one since Jazz Band played a gig that night at the Country Club. We played for an hour and went home :) I love being in Jazz Band.

(This is a loooooooooonnnnnnnnnnggggggggg blog post)

Friday was the Band Banquet. It's a thing where the seniors and whoever wants to go from the band gets together and the seniors share their remember when's and thank you's and they will things. I got willed a few things from Livie and my section leader, Lauren, (V and Olivia's older sister). Livie willed me: The ability to doodle and rename my music and The ability to fit my whole household into my Band Locker Long story). Lauren willed me: The saxophone section and the ability to be nice to this insanely annoying kid in our section I can't stand! It'll be difficult, but I'll try.

After the Band Banquet, Alex, Livie, and I went to Alex's house with his. They showed me this thing in his room that's like a laser light show but better. I was just so amazed by it. We probably sat in his room for a good half hour-45mins just staring at the lights. When they were finally able to drag me downstairs, we played some old school video games. We played Super Smash Bros. on the N64. That is definitely one of my favorite games ever. I finally went home at 11 and slept. That brings us to a lazy Saturday, and a lazy Sunday. I needed a break.

Song of the Day: Hip to My Heart by The Band Perry
Snapple caps: 64

(I typed this for almost and hour)

Good Bye

I know, I know. Don't yell at me. My last blog was bloody terrible (and I don't think it even counts) and I didn't blog yesterday. So I have a butt load of info to tell you about. (My apology about not blogging will be coming up shortly).

Let's start off with Thursday. Hm...It was pretty uneventful. In school, we had a short assembly about friendship and graduating school from an old Philadelphia Eagles Football player. Personally, it was a VERY good speech. Overall, I was bored out of my mind. Sitting in an auditorium listening to the same guy talk for an hour isn't exactly the most exciting thing to do. Now if he would throw candy at us, or have a water gun or something, it wouldn't have been so bad. (I say water gun because I was sitting in the back). I don't really remember what I did afterwards, but I know I didn't have time to go on the computer.

Friday: I got up at 3:50am to watch the Royal Wedding. I realize getting up that early was a mistake since the ceremony didn't starts until 6, but it was good. I thought her dress was stunning. Kate and her sister both looked so pretty. I'm disappointed in William though. When he had hair, he was so attractive. Now that he's balding like his dad, he's not all that great. I still loved the wedding though. It was beautiful. Nothing exciting happened in school Friday. When I got home, we almost instantly left for Ian's. We stopped at my aunt's house to pick up some food that we had for dinner. My aunt works as a lunch lady in a nearby school district and so she takes the leftovers home and gives some of them to us. These leftovers (school lunches...remember that) which was lasagna, made me absolutely sick. It was awful. I threw up the 3 mouthfuls I could stand. So, obviously, I turned in early. That's why I didn't blog. I was too busy throwing up. Now I'm pretty sure I'm getting your sympathy.

Today, I had softball pictures. They only took 10mins tops. When I came home, my dad and I left to go over my great aunt's house to cut her grass and fix up her yard a bit. I got 25$ out of that! WOO! Money!

we got back an hour ago, I just ate dinner, and soon I'm leaving again to go to the movies with Megan, Kim, and Char. We're going to see Beastly! I'm excited. This is gonna be a great movie. I figured while I had a little bit of time, I'd blog since it is the last day of BEDA. I'm leaving now. This has been fun guys! See you next time!

Song of the Day: I see The Light by Mandy Moore (Tangled)
Snapple Caps: 63

Late Night

Sadly, this is an extremely short post. I'll post about my dad today, tomorrow. Procrastination.

I really really don't want to blog today. I don't want to type. I just want to go read, but because of my dedication, I have to. Awesome. Brief overview time!

I woke up, I went to school, I had an alright day in school, Jazz Band was great as usual, all the other classes sucked as usual, I came home, I did homework, I'm on the computer. Yeas, I could go into a lot more detail, but I honestly don't care right now. I'm going to go and read right after I'm done fixing some music thing on my computer. I apologize that this is super short, but too bad. Deal with it.

Song of the Day: Keep Your Mind Wide Open by AnnaSophia Robb (Bridge to Terabithia)
Snapple Caps: 63

Gear Up

I think it FINALLY hit me. Mostly because it's really hot and that means summer is rolling in, but still. I should have thought of this a while ago. I need to seriously get my ass in gear. Yeah, I do 2 sports and there's marching band, but that isn't enough. Everyone has some of that "popular girl mocking themselves" in them (even if you're not a girl) and we mock ourselves. We call ourselves names. We put ourselves down so much that it can push us  to the edge. Sometimes the edge could be a good thing. The good edge can be called "The Wake Up Call." The bad edge can be called "Oblivion." Obviously, Oblivion is bad. We don't want to get there. My body (and mind) have, thankfully, hit The Wake Up Call. I realize I've needed this pretty badly. I used to be insanely skinny, like my friend, Moose, who's like a twig. Always has been. I sorta let myself go. I am admitting openly (without putting myself down) that I have gotten a bit chubby. I am going to admit, I don't like it. At all. Like I look in the mirror everyday, and there's the popular rotten girl. Let's call her The Joker (like batman). No one wants The Joker around because you're most likely going to die. So when The Joker is stuck in the glass room, She/He's ok, but still a danger to everyone with a conscience. Which is everyone. We need to shut out The Joker. The Joker is a cruel being inside of EVERYONE who, if truly gets to you, will push you to Oblivion. But, the person in your mind who saves you, let's call them Hero, brings you back up. Hero may bring you up with terrible realizations, but let's face it, honesty is much better than Oblivion. I, right now, am going to take a vow to go somewhere as often I can in the summer.

I remember I had so much motivation last year. I am upset to say that I know exactly why I had this motivation. It was a boyfriend. I wanted to be fit for him. I wanted to be skinny for him. I honestly used to workout in my room every night just to try and get muscle or stay skinny. I would walk halfway across my hometown just to go to his house. Now that he's out of my life (which i am kinda grateful for [douche]) I let myself go. I don't feel like I'm "eating my feelings" because of missing him or anything. I was actually the one who broke up with him. But I do realize, I have no motivation what so ever to go for a walk. To go to the park. to do anything really but sit here on my computer watching YouTube videos. I love YouTube, and so do many people, but I feel like it might be ruining my life. I need to cut back. I need to hang out with friends. I need to do something to get back in shape.

Let's face it, today is a realization day. At this, with this story and everything, think about your own life. Are you happy with who you are? I know I'm not satisfied, but I know what I have to do to adjust. So I'm gearing up for activities. I'm gearing up for life because let's face it, when I graduate high school, college (hopefully) will be the only thing on my mind. Sure, I'll make new friends, but I just hope that they'll keep me in line as well. Friends are your Coaches and/or Sidekicks. They can be a pain in the ass, but you know they'll always be there for you and they got your back.

Song of the Day: Something I Want by Grace Porter
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4-rQ-pXd82E
Snapple Caps: 63

HEAT STROKE

It's so hot over here in Pennsylvania....like almost 90 hot. The pool isn't open and I don't have any friends that have pools. I'm dying right now. I was outside for 3hrs or so with my friend, Shannon, walking her dogs with her, jumping on the trampoline (mostly sitting and talking, but whatever, we jumped), then going with her to meet her boyfriend, then walking home. Did I mention it's VERY hilly where I live? Did I mention it's hot!?

But anyways, it's the day after Easter, and guess what's for breakfast?! Pretzel M&Ms :) and Jellybeans. I LOVE Jellybeans. So I ate a handful of M&Ms and left. Not very healthy or filling, but I'm not complaining.

Did I mention it's hot?!

I don't know what I'm doing the rest of the day. I should be working on my homework my stupid teachers left us over the break, but let's face it, I procrastinate, so it'll be done around midnight or so whenever I fall asleep. I'm going to miss staying up til 3 or 4am and getting up around noon....Who cares? I have 6 and a half weeks of school left. I can't wait for summer! Did I mention it's hot? Especially in summer? But there's pools in the summer :D

Oh dear, I just realized, I'm going to Gettysburg next weekend...not the end of April weekend, the beginning of May. I get to room with my friends since it's a school trip. NO PARENTS!!!

Then my birthday, and Jazz Band gigs, and Marching Band starts soon....YAY! I'm going to love next month. It's going to be weird not blogging everyday. I'll try and post a blog at least every week. Maybe on Saturdays to wrap up the week. I'll try, I promise!

Song of the Day: What Kind of Name is Hermione? by The Parselmouths
Snapple Caps: 63

What's With The Bunnies?

Happy Zombie Day! I say this because Easter is the celebration of a Zombie. If you're Catholic, think about it. What I really want to know, is how the "Easter Bunny" came into this. Why a rabbit? Why not a snake? Or a raccoon? Or a fox? Why rabbits? I don't understand.

ANYWAYS! Enough with the bunnies. I had a terrific Easter today. I woke up at 12 since I didn't have to be anywhere, got my Easter stuff, and watched Tangled 2 more times before my dad took it back to the video store. I LOVE Tangled. I'm obsessed with it. It was at my house for a night, and I watched it 6 times. I sang the songs, I recited lines, I even laughed at the same parts every time. NEW OBSESSION! I like this obsession though. My mom said that this summer, I can paint Rapunzel's chalk drawing on my ceiling. Link to picture --> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ljmtHKqKCQ&feature=player_detailpage#t=65s
(If the link doesn't work, just highlight it and right click then click go to URL. The time on the video for the picture is 1:05)

I'm excited about this :D

Other than the 5 coloring books, sidewalk chalk, and pretzel M&Ms I got in my basket, nothing else was too too exciting today. I had fun and that's all that matters.

I'm off of school tomorrow as well. YAY! It's a shame that I don't own a copy of Tangled yet. I can't wait to get one. I'm going to watch it all the time. Out of every single movie I've seen, I would like my life to be like Rapunzel's. Or any Disney princess movie really....That would be so awesome :D I'm not saying I want a fairy godmother or anything, but thinking of all of those adventures and risks they get to take? Who in their right mind would pass that up?

Based on a movie (or movie type) what would you want your life to be like?

Song of the Day: Good Enough by Evanescence

Snapple Caps: 63

Rain, Rain, I FREAKING LOVE YOU!

Did I ever mention I love the rain? Only when I'm with my friends though. Everything is a lot more fun with friends.

Today started off VERY very badly. My dad woke me up, practically yelling at me because I didn't tell him that I had softball practice at noon. He got me up at 11:20. As if I was going to have time to do anything. Thankfully, my coach texted me saying that practice was canceled because the upper field we were practicing on was basically flooded. So that was good. But then my parents were just kind of yelling at each other all day. So my mom and I went to Giant Eagle and then when I got home, my dad drove me to Livie's house. We had so much fun there!

We hung out with another one of our friends, Melissa. We call each other Boyfriend though because of an inside joke a while ago. It's completely normal. Anyways, we had fun. We picked up our friend Kyle and we went to Giant Eagle and Caribou Coffee. Then Boyfriend had to leave, so Livie and I played in the rain waiting for our other friend Erinn. Sadly, a little after Erinn got there, I had to leave.

Now I'm home and eating Dairy Queen Blizzards watching TANGLED! I'm basically obsessed with this movie. I'm just going to play it over and over until about 5am. I'm not even kidding. And my parents aren't annoyed with it either. So I'll be back tomorrow on Easter and tell you about how boring my day will be since we aren't going anywhere. BYE!!!

Song of the Day: I See The Light by Mandy Moore and Zachary Levi

Snapple Caps: 63

Cars

Today, I woke up at 12 noon and basically got in a car. I was in a car until 5:30pm when I got home. I am so sick of sitting, yet here I am typing up my BEDA blog post of the day. That's dedication right there. I do not want to be sitting here. All day, I just wanted to go for a walk. Just call one of my friends up and ask if they wanted to go for a walk. But what's the weather like here in Pittsburgh? It's freaking raining. I hate the bipolarness of Pittsburgh and that's all. That's the only thing that bugs me. Yesterday, it was sunny, but cold. Now it's miserable and raining. It's been raining all day non stop. Way to ruin my plans weather. Thanks a lot.

Well I bet you're wondering why I was in a car all day. No? Too bad. This is a blog and I'm going to tell you about my day.

My parents and I drove to Tandy Leather in Westmoreland County (Murrysville area) which is an entire county away from where I live (pretty damn far). Me and my mom shopped around a little bit while my dad went and bought some more leather stuff. On our way back, we stopped at an exotic pet shop called The Enclosure. That place mostly has reptiles and birds you've never even heard of before. Here are some pictures:

These animals are beautiful. Yes there is even a King Cobra in those pictures. We solely went there to see how much baby bearded dragons were since our just died. The ones they have there are called Leather Backs. Basically they're just a lot smoother and more colorful than the dragon we had. They were so cute :3

After the Enclosure, we went to the Monroeville Joanne Fabrics. Nothing exciting there. I did get Ultraviolet while we were out though. I love that movie :)

But yeah, that's been my day. I really liked today. I hope tomorrow will be good too even though I have softball at noon and that's been the times I've been getting up lately...Oh well! Bye!

Song of the Day: Healing Incantation by Mandy Moore (Tangled)

Snapple Caps: 63

Is That A Fat Joke?

Hiya everyone! Today was fun!

This morning, and by morning I mean noon, I woke up to my mom bringing me breakfast in bed. It was amazing. I've never had breakfast in bed. It wasn't even anything fancy, just cinnamon toast with chocolate milk. But I thought it was adorable :)

After breakfast, I went in my living room and started my Screen Gems marathon. This marathon consists of all 4 Resident Evil movies and all 3 Underworld movies. I have 4 more movies left to watch :) I would've been able to watch more than 2 today if I wasn't cut short because of softball >:p

I really didn't want to go to practice today. It was extremely cold and I made the dumb decision to wear shorts. So all my friend, Bre, and I did the whole time was complain. It was pretty funny.

Other than that, I've just been listening to the Tangled soundtrack all day. I REALLY WANT THIS MOVIE AND SOUNDTRACK!!!! I'm going to ask my parents if we can go to best buy and get some stuff :D I hope that'll work.

For Dinner, I had Chinese Food. My fortune cookie was very insulting and it goes with the title of this blog. It said, "Great things happen when men and mountains meet." Now I'm no future teller or whatever, but that was definitely a fat joke. I am insulted.

So now I'm just sitting here singing to myself, drinking Cherry Pepsi, and replying back to my pen pals. This month is going to fast :D I love it. See you tomorrow!

Song of the Day: When Will My Life Begin: Mandy Moore (Tangled)

Snapple Caps: 63

Song of the Day

I just had a thought. I'm going to post my "song of the day" every time I post a blog. And since it's BEDA, there are going to be quite a few songs. Why couldn't I have thought of this earlier?

SONG OF THE DAY!!!!
Spiderwebs - No Doubt

Now that that's over, SPRING BREAK HAS OFFICIALLY STARTED! I'm excited for tomorrow. I'm going to have a Resident Evil and Underworld marathon all day. I wish I had Ultraviolet too so I could watch it with my amazing marathon, but maybe I'll get it for my birthday :) (which is in about a month)

Today was an easy day at school. We did basically nothing but eat because we had parties. I love easy days like that. Jazz Band made my day though (when doesn't it). In the song Chameleon, Livie and I have a sort of "battle to the death" because we play the same thing and no one else really plays except rhythm. So before we started I said that it would be funny if we tried to kick each other while we played to win the battles. Well Livie attempted to kick and sing the beginning notes of Chameleon and ended up kicking Megan's trumpet across the room! It was soooo funny! Other than that, nothing really happened. My mom's back is still in spasms and we don't know what to do about it. I really hope she gets better.

Tomorrow I'll tell you about the amazing marathon I'm going to have! Or maybe even movie reviews!!!


Snapple Caps: 63

ER

Today was a pretty bad day. I don't exactly know why though. You know when nothing triggers a bad day, but u just feel absolutely terrible? Well that was my day.

This morning was alright, but annoying for no reason. Nobody did anything annoying at all. It was just annoying. Afternoon was a little bit better, but then I discovered that I "lost" my hoagie (Sub sandwich thing for those of you who don't know Pittsburghese) order form paper. The orders were due today, but thankfully the collector lady said she'd come by tomorrow morning for the paper. I still can't find it. This sucks.

Anyways, after school I went to Ian's with my parents yet again. This time, the secretary was Natalie, which is the fun secretary. She's the one who asked me to babysit her kids and train her new puppy. But she really liked my hair and I was happy :) My mom said that I'm aloud to get it permanently done as the dark red I had before. I'm excited. I love that color.

Speaking of my mom, we had to go to the ER today because of her :-/ She has had lower back spasms for 4 days and Ian told us that it would be best to go to the ER so we did and she got X Rays. Nothing's wrong. But with my family, that's how it always is. We were there for 2 and a half hrs and nothing is wrong. Go figure. Se la Vi.

Tomorrow is the last day before Spring Break, so I hope it'll be a much easier and happier day. See ya tomorrow!


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Nothing Special

Today was essentially what the title is of today's blog. I went to school, got a bunch of compliments on my red hair, went home, went to Ian's, came home, did nothing. So uneventful.

I will divulge my plans I had for Easter/Spring Break, however. My best friend, Alora, and I were planning on having a picnic sometime during break for our parents to meet so we can officially go to each others houses (we live 2 rivers away from each other). The plan was to find a day when our parents work hours held a very decent sized gap so we could go and have a picnic. FAIL. Our parents both work during inopportune times so we have basically ruined plans. AND IT SUCKS!!!!!! Luckily, Saturday might be a good day. I really really really really really really really really hope that we can make this work. Instead of a picnic, our parents are (hopefully) agree to go to one of our houses, drop off said child and then Alora and I have the best sleep over on Earth. I was soooo pumped for break, but ever since I found out about the whole hours ordeal, I've become insanely bummed out. I hate it. I just had such a spectacular weekend, and now Monday strolls along in and basically ruins it. GREAT.

That's all I had to vent about today. Wishing tomorrow will be better :-/

Oh! I forgot to leave the My Little Demons link in the bottom yesterday, so I'll leave that here now!
http://shamansoulstudios.com/my-little-demon


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Comicon

COMICON WAS AMAZING AND AWESOME AND FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh my god. That was so much fun. My eyes hurt from looking at camera flashes all day, but I still had so much fun. I'm super tired and since I just got back from the Con, I figured I'd try to tell my tales now.

This morning started off with me doing last minute adjustments, and I screwed up...BAD. The jeans I was gonna wear were too bulky at the bottom to fit in the boots without it looking like I had tumors on my legs. So I went to cut of the bottom.....I cut off too much. Basically those jeans are ruined unless I roll them into capris or something. So instead I had to hurry up and grab my good jeans I was gonna wear to begin with. Luckily, they fit in the boots. So I threw my costume together and went off to Comicon.

When I got there, I met up with the girl who invited me. Alexa works with my dad so I felt kinda weird walking around with all adults when I'm just a 15yr old. I did invite Megan, but she bailed. I also invited Shannon, but she just got grounded. So I met some new people and man are they awesome! They belong to a society call The Steam Punk Society. I'll leave links at the end as to what exactly the do and all of that fun stuff. It's hard to explain really since I was just accepted as the youngest member. I feel special and accomplished.

Anyways, while we were walking around, we registered for the Costume Contest. We all went up as a group when the event started. We won the Best Group Outfit :D We got a trophy and everything. The trophy is going to be held at the "base" of Steam Punk Society: Trundle Manor. That place is cool. I'll leave their website link in the bottom as well.

After we won the award, the power went off. It was funny because instead of everyone screaming like the stupid people in my school, everyone cheered. I was not expecting that. I thought it was hilarious. We then proceeded to walk around some more. Sadly, I didn't get to take any pictures. We were all too busy getting our pictures taken to take any, ya know? When I do get those pictures on my computer, I'll post a few on here with my next blog I guess.

The people I met were so nice. They are definitely going to be my friends and I am without a doubt going to stay in the Society. It's just so wonderful. Also, I spent almost all of my money on the greatest things i have ever seen. It's called My Little Demons. Some lady basically took My Little Ponies and turned them into evil, morbid, adorable, and terrifying little ponies, unicorns, and pegasi. I'll also leave a link to her work in the bottom. That, for the most part, wraps up the great time I had. A lot more stuff happened, but my brain is just so fuzzy right now, I can hardly focus on these keys.

Back to yesterday when I said I'd catch you up. Regrettably, Kim, Megan, and I didn't get to go and see Sucker Punch. Instead, we went and saw Tangled. That was probably one of the most adorable movies I've ever seen in my life. It was just so cute and omygosh the little Chameleon was so cuuuuttttttteeeeee!!!!!!! I want one :) After the movie was over, we went across the street and through a giant parking lot to the pet store to look at the kitties and birds and hamsters. They have a Chinchilla there. It was sleeping and it was so cute :3 Then, Kim's mom came and picked us up. We then went to Kim's house, she burned me a CD and then I went home. Simple as that.

This weekend has just been so awesome. I'm gonna miss it so much. Hopefully more exciting things will be coming soon! Until tomorrow!


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Links:
Trundle Manor: http://www.trundlemanor.com/
Steam Punk Society: http://thevss.yolasite.com/
Steel City Steam Punk Society: http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=108775002496292
(SCSPS is mostly Pittsburgh stuff)

A New Look

I didn't realize this at first, but when I typed the title of this blog, it reminded me of something a girl named Shelby in the second Fallen book: Torment. She says something like "Every time my heart gets broken, I just change my hair for a fresh start. Ya know? A new look!" and then the main character, Lucy, bleaches her black hair. Does this mean I'm coping with my breakup? Nah, I hated that guy and we broke up a little more than a year ago so I am just fine.

What's this new look you're asking about? It's my hair. My friend came over today and helped me dye it. I have red hair. I feel amazing rite now. I love this color. It's like blood red mixed with the brown of my natural hair color. Its so sick.

I love it. My Claire Redfield costume is coming amazingly. My mom is currently making the vest jacket thing she has on and I'm about to draw the symbol she has on her jacket. The only problem is getting good boots she wears and the fact that I have glasses :-/ I do have an eye doctor appointment scheduled for early May to get contacts, but that'a a long way off compared to SUNDAY. Plus contacts take a while to come in so I'd have to wait even longer. Oh well. For pictures, I just won't wear them.

I'll have more updates on my costume tomorrow!!!

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Shelby? Not Anymore!!!

Hey guys! If you've been following me for a while, you'd know my name is Shelby. Well, on Sunday, it's gonna be Claire Redfield. FYeah!

Today, me and my mom went out after I was done with school and got some more stuff for my costume. It's gonna be so kick ass because it won't be like the super exaggerated cosplay things you buy. It's all homemade. My mom is going to fix up this shirt that we bought for her red jacket, I got new jeans, and last night, my dad and I spent our entire night making the gun holster. It's amazing.

The holster is handmade out of leather from my grandpa. He used to do leather work all the time (or so I'm told. I've never met him because he died before I was born) and now my dad has taken the work up because of him. Obviously I can't take a real pistol or gun to Comicon so I replaced it with my Jack Sparrow pistol I have. I'ts great because it fits perfectly. We made the clip on straps last night too. Seriously, this is going to look amazing. I'll post up a picture or 2 whenever I can.

I have also never dyed my hair before, but I most likely am for Comicon. Claire's hair is a very nice auburn color. Mine is light and dark brown with blonde and slight red highlights in it. All completely natural. I have awesome hair.

Other than this exciting stuff going on. I don't really have much more going on. I'll be back tomorrow!


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They're Taking The Hobbits To Isengard!

Hola! Today has been quite exciting :)

First, almost all of my friends were gone today for some Easter party these small children were having at our local Rec. Center. Obviously, I didn't go. So about half of my classes were empty all morning. In English (where no matter who's there or not, we always have work) all we did really was talk about babies. Yeah, babies. It was pretty amusing and funny, but I was just happy we wasted the whole class talking about it. Now, Livie is over and we're having a blast! :D The last time she came over, we were basically covered in tattoos....this has happened again. She has 18 and I have 16. It's fun :) They're EVERYWHERE!

Other than that great fun, my dad made us Hershey Temptations and we just licked the bowls clean of the mousse and chocolate type substance. It was very very nom noms.

Now for the boring part, practice was canceled today. Livie has guard at 7 so she'll be leaving soonish :-/ Oh well. At least we had fun. That's all of my excitingness right now :D

I'm going to leave random YouTube links down below. If you feel courageous enough, watch them >:)


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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uE-1RPDqJAY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JImcvtJzIK8&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRcj6CAhe7s&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZH0vns4ax4Y
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-vsynsE8RQ

Ruined

Today was going pretty great. Me and my friend Moose were in the kind of mood where beating each other up was fun (and I must say I do love those days) but today also kinda sucked. I was going absolutely crazy today and I was just so pissed off I didn't wanna talk to anybody....My dad did NOT understand that. So he got mad at me for not talking to him. so ugh a bunch of stuff went on there.

My day is now better than it was before. I went to my chiropractor (Ian's is what I will refer to that place later). He is amazing. He gave me Advil and a delicious cinnamon scone :) So now I'm happy and jamming to Taylor Swift :) Except I was just told I have to turn my music down and put my head phones in. I hate it when I'm told to do that. Especially when it's music I love dancing and singing to. It completely ruins the fun :( but se la vi I'm still happy about that.

So yesterday I figured out who I'm going to be for Comicon this Sunday. I'm going to be Claire Redfield from Resident Evil: Extinction and Afterlife. I'm going to wear the outfit from Afterlife, but that's who I'm being. She is definitely one of my favorite characters (possibly tied for first with Alice). For those of you who don't know what this costume looks like, here's a link as what I will be --> https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjec3O6IZVikTFEsIRixjyZiozPYwaYDgaefQZM1jcpBZicQkPk7EM9Zc9s_J4Uf0-Iit_B4DephW6i8wXZRCpr8trqlkUByNbz1XoRHEzUZfTLGdOjqG-x06g6g-lFQ8xiympBsTGWZE4/s1600/Resident+Evil+Afterlife.jpg

I can't wait for tomorrow. I'm supposed to spend my day with Livie so hopefully I'll be in a better mood than I am today. Bye!


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Humidity = A Girls Arch Nemesis

Hello everyone! It is insanely humid over here in Pittsburgh. My hair feels like a lions mane (even though it's not). I feel like I've been roasting all day. My feet are on fire, I'm sweating quite a lot (not in a super gross way), and guess what. It's not even mid April. Oh geez I love bipolar Pittsburgh weather. I can't wait for summer though. Or spring break for that matter. My plans for spring break consist of:

1. Going to my best friend's house as much as I can. We live so far away (across 2 rivers!!!) and we've only met twice. It's kinda like a 5AG thing except it's just us 2 and we text each other everyday rather than having a vlog.

2. Sleeping in.

3. Reading.

Yeppers, that's my life basically. At least I'll have fun at my friend's house meeting her friends and stuff like that.

But that's for another time. Time to come back to the present and talk about what happened today. Well this morning I went to the dentist. Which I'm pretty sure is one of the most awkward professions in the world. Like what kid would not be made fun of on the playground saying they wanted to stick their hands in people's mouths and fix teeth? or clean teeth? Now I'm no bully, but I'm pretty sure I would tell that kid he will never be my dentist.

"Have you heard that her parents are dentists? (Dentists?) That means they pick around in dirty muggle's teeth! (EEEWWWW!!!!)"


Sorry. Just had a Parselmouths moment :)

Anyways, after the dentist, I got McDonald's breakfast and went to school. School wasn't very eventful at all today. The most exciting thing that happened was we celebrated my best friend, Livie's, birthday. It was pretty awesome when she opened her gifts I got her. She was happy and that's all that matters.

I don't really have anything worth while to talk about........hm.....well I guess this is it....


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Fun In the Sun (and the Mud)

Today was such a beautiful day. It was so warm and sunny. It's currently 76deg. and its quarter after 9pm. I love this weather. It was super humid around 3 though. Softball practice. The only complaint I have about that is all the gnats where everywhere and flying around your face. It got really annoying. i'd have to say the highlight of my day was when I fell at practice. Since it rained yesterday, our field was kinda on the muddy side, although it wasn't too too bad. I was playing first and the 2nd baseman wasn't paying attention so when a ground ball was hit her way, I went to go get it. Big mistake. There just so happened to be a sand/mud consistency of apple sauce puddle right where I stepped and slipped on my butt. When I got up, my entire back side was muddy/sandy and soaked. It was so uncomfortable and annoying, but I have to admit it was hilarious.

It was such a lazy day. I procrastinated so bad. I was planning on doing a paper for World Cultures before I went to practice so I could have more time outside, but of course, I didn't. I finished it half an hour ago. That's a long procrastination. Oh well. At least I got it done.

Tomorrow is my best friend's 18th birthday and I made her this epic card :0) It has a bunch of pictures of us on it and some fun messages and a small letter at the bottom....if only it wouldn't waste all of our color ink....:0/

Nothing else really worth talking about happened today. I hope Livie's birthday will be more exciting tomorrow. Until then!

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I Feel Terrible

I apologize for not keeping up with my promise of BEDA. I haven't blogged for the past 2 days for 2 reasons.

1. I haven't exactly had the most eventful days
2. I haven't been home long enough to blog

To be honest, I don't remember what I did 2 days ago....or yesterday for that matter. Except food shopping yesterday. I spent 2 hours in Giant Eagle....it was pretty terrible. I do remember that I went to Bob Evans and our waitress was the nicest and best waitress I've had in a long long time. She was such a people person. Sometimes we'd start having conversations with her and she forgot she was working. It was so funny.

I did also do something yesterday that made me feel bad. I understand that newspapers are printed like a gazillion times and everything, but still; this upset me. For our new art project, we are making paper mashea (sp) fish. So we have to get the newspaper pieces and putting them on the balloon with the gross sticky stuff etc. The pieces I was using for my project....the Obituaries. I know. I felt so bad. But oh well, what's done is done.

Now to today. I was again supposed to have softball practice, but since it rained yesterday, our field got flooded and now its a giant mud puddle. So instead of that, I went over the secretary for my chiropractor's house. I know this might be strange, but it isn't. I baby sit her 2 daughters. They also just got a new puppy and they aren't exact;y experts on raising a Pit bull-Terrier mix. Me neither, but I'm excellent with animals. So I took my dog's walking collar over to teach her to not pull whenever they take her for walks. They didn't really think it would work. Did I show them! After we walked for about 10mins, the 6yr old could walk her. That's right, power to the collar. After the walk her daughters and I just chilled out and stuff until I went home. Now nothing is really going on. I just ate my wonderful Chinese Food dinner and now I'm just chilling out reading blogs and what not like i do everyday. Until tomorrow!


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I Love Jazz Band

Here it is everyone. The blog you've been waiting for: The California University Blog.

I'm going to start off everything by early this morning. I woke up at 5:45am.....for me, that's extremely early. I am not a morning person so I felt like I was sleepwalking the whole morning. Until everyone else showed up at school. Around 7:15am, we headed for the bus waiting for us but! we had to wait for our Trumpet 2 girl, Megan (my friend mentioned in previous blogs). Finally, she arrived and we left.....for breakfast :) We got Subway breakfast! Seniority obviously was in place so all the high school members got to eat at a table and by the time we were done eating and the middle schoolers got their food, they had to eat on the bus >:) We then proceeded to drive for a. very. long. time. all the way out to California, PA. That ride took a long time, but I got to see some horses so I was happy.

When we got to Cal U, we (the middle and high school jazz bands) got to go to a sort of "workshop" thing where the middle school played for an hr (and got criticized basically). After their time was up, it was our turn to play and the middle school went over to the Sight Reading Workshop. After we were done playing, we went to the S.R.W. and had a bunch of fun messing with the southern guy in charge of it. Whenever we were all done, we went and watched/ listened to the Cal U jazz band preform. They're amazing. Literally. After about 45mins of that, we went back to the bus on our way to lunch at Eat N' Park.

I was about to pee on the bus, FYI. So whenever we arrived at Eat N' Park, I bolted to the bathroom and when I got out, everyone was seated and I had no idea where they were. Well I found where the funner people were sitting and sat with them. When I ordered, I obviously got a Waffle for Wacky Waffle Wednesday. Our waitress didn't hear me say waffle so I got a dinner I didn't order. My student teacher noticed this and confronted her. I got a free Waffle. I only got charged for my milkshake and the thing I didn't order. AMAZING. While we were eating, we (me, Thomas [Rolf], Livie [Lisle], Jimi [Franz the butler], and Alex [trombone pit player]) all started singing the Sound of Music songs....really loud....tables started string at us funny, but the best part was when I saw one of the waitresses singing with us :)

Anyways, it was somebody's birthday in the middle school jazz band. The employees started coming out with a cupcake or sundae with a candle in it. I started clapping in my booth...Our director, Mr. Leopold, stood up and joined in with the employees. So everyone else who was on the field trip with us all got up and joined in with them. They were confused out of their minds. The employees kept giving us strange looks when we were clapping and singing right behind them. It was soooo funny! We were thanked for joining in and then sat back down again. We left a little while later.

On our bus ride back, we SCREAMED Bohemian Rhapsody. 2 people wanted us to shut up, but no worries, we over powered their protests. It was very very fun! :D Now, I'm sitting here, being hyper from my Mocha Java milkshake and 2 chocolate covered coffee beans. That has been my day :) which was amazing. I hope your Wacky Waffle Wednesday was filled with as much fun as me.

I'm going to put a link here for our Jazz Band Mascot. His name is Sleepy Joe the Egg. He is made of amazing. We document his life with random picture. Here is the photo album on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?fbid=185639538123406&id=100000320824522&aid=42499


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Preparing for Yesterday

I am not preparing for yesterday. That's not logically possible unless I'm preparing for today which is tomorrow's yesterday even though tomorrow never really comes. I'm preparing for Wacky Waffle Wednesday and the fun time I'm going to have at Cal U tomorrow!

Wacky Waffle Wednesday is going to be Wonderful. JOIN! It's any Wednesday; just eat a waffle (or 12 ;) )

Cal U, I'm not too sure about. I will blog about it more tomorrow, but it's basically a huge "Jazz Band Convention" if you will. We should call it "JazzCon" like ComiCon instead of California University's 28th Annual Jazz Experience. That's just dumb. PLEASE WAIT! MAKING A FIRE! OK, I'm back. I love fire :)

But anyways yeah, that's my week so far. Nothing exciting happened today really....I got to try on our new softball uniforms....that's all.

Recently, though, I've been playing Pokemon Red. That's right; OLD SCHOOL. Like Gameboy Color old. (Except I use my Gameboy Advanced) I'm doing pretty awesome. I have 5 gym badges and all of my Pokemon are around level 30-40. It's weird how Clefaible is stronger than my Charmeleon....but it's still fun!

I'll be back tomorrow with my fun filled day at Cal U!


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What's This?

I don't believe it.....I haven't heard of this in such a long time.....it's......


FREE TIME!!!!!!!


That's right. I have free time. Now I can actually have time to do my homework! And hang out with my friends! Yes!!!!.........Then why am I sitting here blogging? Why did I only paint 8 Styrofoam balls and then forget about my Chemistry homework which is still sitting in my book bag? Why aren't I with my friends? I'll tell you why...

I honestly have no clue. I did some of my homework....I didn't ask my friends to hang out...I am a boring and lazy person. I used to have motivation to do soooo much. I want it back....ASAP! I miss it. As much as I love being home and stuff....I miss having something to do everyday....

Well anyways, softball season has officially started so I'll still be busy, but not as much. We get to pick our numbers Thursday (I'm pretty sure) and man am I getting my favorite #.....11!

Something else amazing happened today. You see, my friends (Megan, Kim, Crystal, and Corey) all went to Tekkoshocon IX this week/weekend. I'm jealous. I wanted to go soooo bad but I had play. Well, my friends got to meet Steven Blum. For those of you who don't know who that is, he is the voice (as I know him as) of Vincent Valentine from Final Fantasy Advent Children. And if you don't know what that is, LOOK IT UP. But in short....HE'S AMAZING! So my friends got to meet him and they had like full on conversations with him and everything. Megan told him about me and how I couldn't come and I REALLY wanted to. I GOT HIS FREAKING AUTOGRAPH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and he told Megan that he says hi! in the Vincent voice which is SOOOO sexy and amazing! I want this note card laminated so i can put it on my wall. I'm so freaking happy!

That's the most exciting thing that happened to me today. Wednesday, I'm going to Cal U so get ready for a bunch of extreme awesomeness!!!!

By the way, I follow Italktosnakes and how she has her flights and Pokemon badges and stuff on the bottom, I'm going to do something like that except I'm going to keep track of my Snapple cap collection.

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BEDA 2 - frazzled

Today, I actually remembered to blog!

I didn't exactly have a good day today. I did sleep in 'til 12:45....that was good.....

Then I went downstairs after my shower and watched the Sound of Music with my mom. Figures. They day after the Play ends, we watch the movie. But after the movie was bad. I'm not gonna go into details, but oh my god was everyone angry. Everyone but me that is. That's just the way it goes. EVERYONE in my house usually has a bad day except me and then I end up being ignored, like today.

But hey, let's venture back to yesterday. Yesterday was the last night of our high school play and the ending was the saddest thing I have ever seen. Mostly everyone backstage was crying since it was the last night and all the "thanks-to" and "couldn't-have-done-this-without-you" speeches. The people that really got to me last night who was crying was Olivia (basically my sister who played Lisle), Tony (who play Captain Von Trapp), Thomas (who played Rolf), and Christina (who played Gretl). Olivia is a senior so it was her last show :-/. Tony is just easily moved by many things. Thomas is i guess the same as Tony. Christina is 6yrs old....watching a 6yr old sob like that is probably one of the most depressing scenes I've ever seen in my life.

Even though there was a bunch of crying, the after party was fun. We had chips, cake, cupcakes, pizza and buffalo chicken dip (delicious!) We played a giant cast and crew game of Ninja so that was a blast. For those of you who don't know what Ninja is, it's a game where the objective is to hit somebodies hand one move at a time as if you freeze and move when it's your turn...and to not let your hand get hit. It's a lot of fun!

Traveling back to today, I was supposed to have softball practice at 3 today, but that got canceled because of this nasty weather. But it's OK. Every year, the first 6 practices or so are canceled so it's like some games are like practices. I'm used to it.

Other than the butt load of angriness this morning, today has been boring. I am going to go back to my boringness now. So long, Farewell! I'll talk to you tomorrow!

Major Fail

Well, I was gonna try and do BEDA this year (since I just heard of it this year). BUT I missed the 1st day. Of course I did right? So I am still gonna try BEDA.

Yesterday was the 2nd night of our High School play, The Sound Of Music. I am blaming this for taking up my life so I have no time what so ever to blog. I have been going to school in the morning and either going to play practice all of March, going to dress rehearsal Monday and Tuesday of this week, and now actual show nights for the past 3 days. Luckily, tonight is the last night. The play, although on the serious side, is pretty awesome. I am not actually in the play though. I'm in the pit orchestra playing the saxophone. The pit is huge this year. We have so many people its amazing. Sometimes I think we over power they actors, but oh well! Music is great.

Being in the pit and listening to the play for a month know, I basically memorized EVERY SINGLE LINE in it. The actual actors have been practicing for 4 months and some of them still don't know all of their lines...I know EVERYBODY'S. The pit people near me call me The Teleprompter. I know all the cues and everything that goes on. Just another sign of my select photographic memory. Why can't I remember my vocab. like this that I'm having a test on next week?

Today has been a little on the uneventful side. I woke up around noon and painted a monster molecule for my Chemistry project. I hate being one of the smartest people in my classes. No one does any work in the groups I'm in and they get the same grade as me. I will admit that the group I am currently in at least tries. Most people are just like "Oh hey, she's the smart girl. Let's get her to do our work for us!" I hate it. I built all of the molecules we had to do, Moose (a best friend of mine's nickname) got the supplies, and Kyle (who isn't exactly the brightest person) took apart everything I built when we were done and helped me figure out how to build them. So in a long shot, I did all the hard work. So now I have 16 or so Styrofoam painted balls laying on my dining room table because my group members had no paint to paint them with. Excellent.

I've been in my pajamas all day and I am so comfortable. In about.....an hour, however, I am going to be in my black and purple corset and then going to play 3hrs worth of music. I know, not the best idea, but I bought the corset so I'm gonna wear it. Deal with it.

March Sucks

Dear 1 person who follows me and probably doesn't even read my blogs so why am I making them,
                  I HATE MARCH! This hate started 6yrs ago on March 31st, which I have deemed the worst day of my life.
                  6yrs ago, I was to be tested for Acid Reflex. I was sent to the hospital, on the 31st, and had to get an IV in my hand (I am terrified of needles so it was very traumatizing), then I was "put under" and got a scope shoved down my throat and into my esophagus. After that small operation sort of thing, my mother then proceeded to tell me that we were poor and didn't have enough money to pay our cable bill so it was being canceled. I was 9 at the time. Of course I was upset. So, dear nobody, I have been cartoon, history channeled, animal planet, and myth busters deprived for 6 YEARS! I am sad to say, I still do not have cable. We have one of those dumb converter boxes that became "law" like last year.
                   The final reason why March sucks, on a past note, is that on the 31st, I will be single for a year. And what's worse about that? My ex boyfriend has had a girlfriend since October. And he's an asshole. I don't understand.

This month is play month, which means our High School Play will be showing at the end of this month. I am in the Pit (Orchestra but voluntary). Practices are 3-6 after school. When it's tech week, they will be 3-5 and 6-8. Did I mention how many gigantic projects my teachers are deciding to pile onto us? No? Well then.
    - Project 1
                World Cultures. Let me start off by saying I. HATE. THIS. CLASS! It's so pointless. Our teacher doesn't even teach. He tells us to do book work the whole time or we just watch movies. I like learning about the past, but this class is a waste of time. Well our teacher decided to give us a packet (HUGE) and make it due the 18th....Next Friday. I HAVE NO TIME!
    - Project 2
                English Editorials. We have been doing our "research" project as 2 news paper articles: a yes and a no side to a topic we chose. The final copy is due THIS Friday. I finally got time to revise my rough draft today, which I find a miracle. I have that done and over with, and I hope it's good enough
    - Project 3
                English: Hamlet. Hamlet is probably the stupidest, most uncomprehending book I have ever read in my entire life. I dare even say ETHAN FROME is better than Hamlet...and I fell asleep reading that book 3 times. But we have our Act V and final test on the book tomorrow and a huge final project for it which doesn't make any sense to me at all. We have to either make a Power Point on one of Hamlet's soliloquies or memorize lines and act out one of the soliloquies. I'm doing the Power Point on the To be or not to be speech. I. HATE. THIS. BOOK. These lines don't make any sense and we have to interpret what we think they mean without using the easy reader side of our book. It's so confusing. And again....NO TIME. This, I am pretty sure, is due next Wednesday. Kill me know.

I am very glad I got that off of my chest. Thank you for reading these words nobody except maybe one person. Time for bed.

pika....CCCCHHHHHUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!

Words cannot express the wonderfulness I am feeling right now. I might as well start this blog with what happened on Saturday since I already told you what happened Friday with Kyle and Shannon.

My plans this weekend was to sleep over my friend Megan's house; which I did. Little did I know how much fun we would have. 6 girls slept at Megan's, Me, Megan, Char, Nicole, Kim, and Crystal. We had a great time being SUPER hyper and watching scary movies. When we got to the point when we were so tired we didn't want to sleep, saying random crap, and thought everything was funny, everything went down. When deciding what we were going to watch, Kim screem, "LET'S WATCH TARZAN!" Char said she didn't like Tarzan. All Kim did was gasp and say "SINNER." We still have no idea why....but we sat there laughing for about 10mins about it. Char then looked at the ceiling and decided to announce that the light in the room we were all sleeping in looked like a boob....another 10mins of laughter XD

So we fell asleep and Sunday is here. When we woke up, we had Bacon for breakfast :3 I then proceeded to yell at Kim for being such a space hog on the couch making me have to roll up into a ball and sleep against the back of the couch....she had the rest of the entire couch....

When I got home, I cleaned my room out some because I was bored and really didn't want to do my homework. When I was just about done cleaning, my mom came upstairs in my room with 2 of my VERY old halloween costumes. I was Pikachu and Donitello from TMNT. My mom made these costumes for me :3 The mask and hat, suprisingly, still fit me. I am currently wearing a Pika hat and plan on wearing it to school tomorrow!

At my dad's work, there is a girl I have wanted to meet for a long time. She is awesome....like pure awesome. She came over today :D So I got to meet someone I have been wanting to meet for a long time. I am very happy right now. I have no idea how this weekend could've been any better....JUST KIDDING! I'm getting moose tracks ice cream

There, NOW it couldn't get any better. :3 :D

Boring Enough for ya?

My life has been so boring in the past couple weeks.....its so terrible. GLADLY, last weekend and this weekend was and will b wonderful :D

last weekend, one of my best friends, Shannon, slept over. We colored My Little Ponies, Winnie the Pooh, and Sesame Street characters. We probably colored a total of 14hrs that weekend.....no joke.... (6 of my crayons broke)

And now, back to the present, my friends Shannon and Kyle were just at my house. Even though i asked them to come over to help me not fail English, we goofed off so much...they were here for 4hrs...it was so funny

We had gyros for dinner. Kyle almost drank 2liters of Root Beer, Shannon a half gallon of iced tea, and me 5 cans of diet pepsi. While I was typing up my editorial for english, they colored in my GIANT Nick Jr. coloring book. they colored dora the explorer and a few of the backyardagains (sp).

When they were leaving and my mom was watching TV, some stupid guy came on. To my mom, she hates this guy so she said "That guy needs shot." Kyle instantly replied "I know right? he's so ugly!!!"
I guess you had to be there

Anyways, I am now blogging, watching Kristina Horner videos, and listenening to Evanescence :D

:D

My best friend Shannon is sleeping over. Our plans are too color ponies like crazy and have random dance parties while my parents aren't home. LET THE FUN BEGIN!!!!!!

Gone Crazy....I Think Not

This weekend was very upsetting. I have been alone most of my weekends this year mostly beacause I had basketball practice and I wanted "time for myself." Well all of my friends know that basketball ended on Thursday (which I find tragic). So I asked my friends if they wanted to hang out this weekend. All of them are busy, have plans with my other friends I wasn't invited to, or aren't even home. My best friends lives really far away so I can't even hang out with her. This is torture. I would just like to say thank you for incliding me guys. Thanks a lot.

Well that is not what this blog is about. This blog is about what I did to make...nevermind more like FORCE myself to be happy this weekend.

1. I used up a lot of the only ink we have in my printer (black) to print out Pokemon coloring pages I can add to my Pokemon window. Yes, I am going to tape them to my window...all 11 of them...

2. I listened to my ALL CAPS and Ministry of Magic (plus whatever other bands Kristina Horner and Luke Conard are involved in). I listened to it for....7 and a half HOURS.

3. I am currently subscribed to Kristina Horner's Youtube Channel (italktosnakes). I keep up with her new vlogs she posts and everything, but I only found out about her awesomeness a few months ago. I decided to watch every single one of her vlogs she has done. I am STILL watching them. I plan on when I am done with her channel to move onto Luke Conard's channel, ALL CAPS Channel, and FiveAwesomeGirls Channel. People might say I'm obsessed...but I'm not. I'm just looking for my mood to be lifted and watching these videos does that for me.

4. Last night, I made a blanket fort. I named my room Wombat Base (I <3 Wombats) so I made a sign that I was the Alpha Leader and I was not to be disturbed. I heard my parents walk into my room to wake me up. They laughed and walked away. Signs fricken work.

Well that's how I have forced myself to be happy....for the time being.

The Last Day...

Today was kind of sad. I realize a lot of my blogs have been depressing, but I am not a sad person; just for the past 2months really. Well today was the last day of basketball practice this season. We do still have one more game left to play (tomorrow) but I feel like I'm sort of losing my family. I've grown so close to the girls on the team that I feel like the end of the season is like saying goodbye. I know that I'm going to see them in school and everything, but I'll never get to hang out with them all together (different "social classes"). I'm going to miss them. At least I still have another year with the same group and another one after that.

Today is also the 1yr anniversary of my Grandma's death. I hadn't realized it's been a year already....This loss really hit me hard. She practically helped raise me when my parents, brother, and I lived with her. I was always around her and we used to play all the time. She would always be singing and brightening everyone's mood. So I'm dedicating the Blog post to her: Thanks for caring so much Gramma. We still really miss you and you will never leave your family's heart. I appriciate you doing everything in your power to help my family. Thank you. Love you!

Thanks for listening everyone. Comment me. See you next time

The Mind of A Serial Killer

So I am in the process of writing a book/novel. The title is still being debated but I figured I should post it. Comment and tell me what you think :)

                This is a story about my life. I decided I’d better tell it now considering the factor that I might be dead soon. Who knows anymore? I certainly don’t believe some prophet could’ve told me this was going to happen.

                My name is Emma Luna Colton. I know, not the kind of name that people now associate with the words “psychopath, lunatic, serial killer, murderer” and say phrases like “get the men in the white coats!” or “lock her up ‘til she rots!” If you haven’t guessed by now, I kill people. Well, at least I used to. Something changed….I am still trying to figure out exactly what did.

                So here I am, sitting at my computer in Salem, Oregon, typing what I think the world should know about me. First, I would like to clear this up. I am not mad. I don’t mean angry mad, I mean mad like the Mad-Hatter in Alice in Wonderland. I’m not the kind of person that needs a therapist to listen to my problems. They would probably just call the police or the SWAT team and have me arrested.

                I have killed 128 people. It used to be that I would kill 1 person a month and I have been killing for 9 years (ever since I was 13). The excuse the police, judges, jury, and therapists would give me for my killing a bunch of people was because I had “a mess up childhood and I’m taking my issues out on other people.” That’s not true. Sure most serial killers are completely messed up and it’s because something traumatic happened to them when they were young, but that’s not always the case.

                I will admit that something traumatic did happen to me when I was 11. My father, Rick Colton, was a drunk. A terrible abusive drunk. Most Friday and Saturday nights, he would come home and yell at my mom, Stacy Colton. Sometimes he would even hit her. He even hit me once, but my mother refused to file for child abuse and spousal abuse. My dad had a high paying job and we needed his money to stay alive and in our house. My brother, Christian, and I shared a room. He is 5 years older than me. When I was 6, he told me about what my dad did Fridays and Saturdays. He would hide me in the closet when my dad came home so he wouldn’t hit me again. Chris always protected me. It was okay that he did especially since my dad never touched my brother. Chris was like Dad’s best friend. Obviously, my birth was a mistake in his eyes. Nevertheless, my mother and Chris loved me and that’s all I really needed so I wouldn’t scream in fear every day.

                One day, Chris was sleeping over a friend’s house. This time just so happened to be from Friday to Saturday. My dad came home drunker than usual I guess. I was asleep when he came home. I woke up to my mother screaming at him and to my dad screaming he was going to kill her. I heard my dad walk into my living room, grab some metal thing, and heard beating sounds. When I heard my mom scream in pain I felt like I had to go to her and help her. I ran in and saw my father beating my mom with a fire poker. He heard me run in. He sat me on their bed and told me to watch closely.

                “If you ever talk to me the way Mommy does, then this will be your punishment as well,” he told me with the gentlest voice he could speak in. His breath smelled terrible, like I could smell his decaying liver in his throat. I didn’t know what to do so I just nodded and watched as he beat my mother to death with the fire poker, silently crying more tears than I thought possible so shed. I didn’t even recognize her by the time he left to get a beer from the fridge and stepped outside. He killed my mother, one of the only people who truly loved me, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I didn’t tell anyone except Chris when he came home Saturday morning. Even he didn’t know what to do about me. I stared into space for the next 2 weeks. I dreamt about it, I watched it happen over and over in my mind thinking I could have saved her even though I was just kidding myself.

                Eventually the nightmares went away and I lived my life in silence for the next 2 years. Chris was a senior in high school but he made me a promise that he wouldn’t leave the house until I moved out. He never wanted me alone in the house with Dad. I was so grateful to him.

                On the 2 year anniversary of my mother’s death, I did something…wrong. In my mind I thought it was right. To this day I still believe I did the right thing. My dad came home. Chris was out with his girlfriend, Amy. When my dad fell asleep on the couch, I packed a bag of clothes and food for my brother and me and hid them in the bushes in our front yard. We lived on such a quiet street no one noticed I was out. I grabbed all of the gasoline cans I could find and dumped them around my father and the house. I even dumped some down his throat. I lit a match at my front door and ran. I ran all the way to the park and hid in a hollow tree my brother and I used to play in. While I waited for him to arrive, I don’t know why, but I started to cry. I think it was either for my mom, knowing that her death had been avenged, or that I had just killed my father.

                Hiding the bags in the tree, I climbed a nearby pine tree as high as I could and watched my house burn. The neighbors must have called the fire department because they were trying very hard to get the hungry flames under control. I had to have watched them for a good half an hour. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a beautiful site. Then I heard Chris calling my name. I knew he would find me.

                “Chris!” I screamed to him as I got out of the tree. We hugged and I told him what I did. He understood and continued to swear he’d keep me safe.

                Later that year, we moved out of Utah and into Idaho. We figured a fresh start would be best. Chris and I lived in some old apartment where the rent was low and in close relation to a school. This was about a month later. Our lives were quiet. Chris got a job at a local hardware store repairing cars and whatever else came into the shop. I continued school. I tried not to make friends. A lot of kids tried to be nice to me but I just shut them out. I didn’t want them knowing my life.

                One day, when I was walking home from school, this mean kid in my grade, Travis O’Connor, smacked my books out of my hands and threw them in this giant mud puddle from the rainstorm earlier that day. He kicked them and they got even more destroyed. I really hated him. After he was done he laughed and ran off in the direction of a forest nearby. I don’t know what came over me, but I followed him as if I was in a dream. I knew what I was doing and where I was going, but I had no control over my body. When I entered the woods, I grabbed the sharpest stick I could find and followed his footprints until I caught up with him. I pushed him on the ground. He looked so terrified, but I didn’t care. I stabbed him over and over again. The last puncture I made sure went through his heart. He bled out and screamed and kicked but he was pinned to the ground through his chest. He couldn’t do anything to me. I was untouchable. I watched as his eyes glazed over and his face pale. I ran away terrified.

                When I got home, Chris was still at work. I had the whole place to myself. I paced back and forth through the living room talking to myself with my thoughts scattering everywhere. I ended up tiring myself out and passed out on my couch. Like the nightmares I used to have about my father murdering my mother, I had them again, but this time I saw it as if I was my dad; like I was killing my mother. I have never been so terrified in my life.

                Chris woke me up. I was screaming my head off. It was about seven o’clock at night. The sun was already down. Chris noticed I had blood on my forehead. I hadn’t noticed.

                “Em,” Chris said with a concerned voice, “what happened to your head?”

                “I guess i-,” I stammered as I tried to whip the blood away. “I guess I fell on my way home and smacked it off a branch. I forgot about it.” I got up quickly, which was a bad idea because I suddenly got very dizzy, and went to the bathroom cleaning my forehead off. I felt like I was about to collapse.

                When I was done washing up, I grabbed some peanut butter crackers and went to bed. I didn’t sleep that night. All I kept doing was watching me kill Travis over and over again. Endless rivers of blood flowed through my mind, the source was my hands. It was like I was Hades; creating a River of Death.

                I found that killing was easy now. It became my addiction, like nicotine or heroin to me. I felt as if I needed to kill. My brother was so dumb. He never thought for one second that I would kill again; that killing Dad was just a spur of the moment kind of thing. I was slowly getting better at killing. I was becoming neater, though I did start to crave the pleasing sight of blood even in my dreams. I studied the human body, learning where every major and minor artery was, each vein. By the time I was 16, killing became a hobby for me rather than addiction. Sure I felt like I had to kill A LOT, but I didn’t exactly need to as much. It is true that when a month went past I started getting fidgety. So I went by a nice routine: kill once a month. My craving of blood was sedated, for the most part. 38 people died by my hand so far.

                Since both Chris and I had jobs, we paid our rent on time every time and still had money to spare. I decided to take up 3 martial arts classes: jiu-jitsu, kick-boxing, and taekwondo. Although I was almost a black-belt in each art, I owned a few handguns (illegally of course) just in case. I used to use my guns once or twice killing, but shooting people wasn’t my style. I preferred stabbing, fire, and breaking necks (after breaking some other bones first of course). Sometimes I would eve fight my victims. It was such a great thrill; all of that power. I never killed for that feeling. I killed because…..well….it was fun.

                A memorable date, that I think is worth going in this story, was April 21^st, when I was 17. So far, 42 people dead. My last kill before I got the call of my life was Joanne Fieldsman. No, she wasn’t some old lady. I never killed old people or children, except for Travis. Yes, me who thought killing people was fun thought it was just cruel to kill old people and children. I would feel so guilty if I did, and I never felt guilty. Anyways, Joanne was just a person I found late at night on a Saturday obviously in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was 11:45pm and she was just going for a late night jog. So was I, in a way. It became that time when I was really fidgety, having nightmares, and doodling gory images. When I drew while I was fidgety, I would often sharpen pencils with a knife instead of using our pencil sharpener or just spend hours in my room, not making a sound. Chris said he was concerned, but I told him not to worry about me, I was just thinking. About what, he didn’t know.

                I was walking though the park with a single pencil twirling though my fingers and my favorite knife, a squared blade. The only way I know how to describe it is like the katanas in Ultraviolet in a mini version. It’s just this long rectangle with the blade on both sides so that when I stab my victims, I can turn the blade easily so the weapon cannot be found. It also helps that my knife is custom made. No one else in the world owns a knife like mine.

                When I spotted Joanne, she was some yards away. I decided to hide in a nearby pine grove I knew she would pass if she stayed on the current trail she was on. Waiting for only 10 minutes, I leaped in front of her just before she passed me. I obviously startled her because she ran right into me. Big mistake. My knife was already in my hand as she smacked into me, the square blade was forced into her abdomen which I would imagine is quite painful. My knife, Bowie I like to call him, doesn’t come to a point at all. It has a completely flat edge. Imagine having a metal hardback book cover shoved into your stomach. Hurts doesn’t it? At least Joanne had a running start going into the blade. Once I just sat next to a person whose leg I broke and shoved it into their skin very slowly. Those screams echoed in my head for days. This is really the first time I ever thought back about how I used to kill when I was a teenager.

                With Joanne’s blood dripping over my hands and onto the sidewalk, I tossed her into the woods- more like directly into a pine tree, but same thing. She conveniently smacked her head off of the tough fir’s bark and was having trouble regaining her balance. I approached her slowly; my uneasiness growing more and more as the seconds passed by I wasn’t killing. The only time I saw Joanne’s face was when I assaulted her. I didn’t see the terror in her face nor did I sense it. All I could sense was my need to watch her blood spill.

                I was planning on cutting her up a little bit but reconsidered when I heard footsteps following the path Joanne was just forced off of. I decided to make her death quick by slicing her jugular, carotid, and the auricular (right temple) artery. She bled out in a matter of minutes. While I watched her blood spill out on the ground, I listened for the footsteps. Nothing. I did, however, hear a voice.

                “Emma,” Chris gasped. “Wha-what have you done?”

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                I didn’t speak to Chris at first. I just gave him a look of disgust for following me. But who really deserved the look of disgust? He just stared at me while I disposed of Joanne’s body. I put her in a tarp and loaded her into a nearby dumpster. I took the liberty of taking half of the trash out so she wouldn’t be right on top for everyone to see but not so when the dumpster flipped into the truck she would end up on top. I also dug a hole in the ground and put the blood soaked dirt in the hole and covered it back up. After doing all of this, Chris was still looking at me with a horrid expression on his face.

                “I don’t understand, Em,” he whispered to me. I realized that he was in shock. Anyone would be if they just watched their 17 year old sister slice open 3 arteries of an innocent woman. “I thought you only killed Dad to get revenge on him for killing Mom?”

                I ignored his questions. I didn’t want to say anything outside where anyone could be listening. “You brought your truck right?” He nodded. “Then let’s just get home now and I promise I’ll explain everything.”

                Chris just nodded the whole time I spoke. We started walking away to the truck. He walked in a complete daze. I walked as quiet as ever listening for anybody who might’ve heard what Chris said.

                When we entered our apartment, Chris exploded. Not literally, he just let out this sparking cloud of rage in my direction. He was yelling so loud I thought he might wake up the neighbors.

                “What the hell is going on, Emma?! You told me dad was just a onetime thing. What you did back there was horrifying! Three arteries! That’s just sickening. I don’t even know you anymore. You are not my sister. My sister would never walk around with a knife and kill an innocent woman. Never!” I just let him cool off. He just kept swearing silently to himself about how I was a stranger to him. What he didn’t realize was that during his rant, I was silently weeping to myself. My brother just told me I don’t exist to him; the only person still alive who always looked after me. “Explain yourself right now,” he finished.

                So I told him. I told him everything. I made it clear to him I was dangerous. As much as I loved him, I wanted him to be afraid of me. If he was afraid of me, he would push me away. I deserved to be pushed away. I couldn’t risk getting caught and have him tied up in my bloody mess as my accomplice. “The woman I just killed, Joanne Fieldsman, was number 39. I’ve been killing people since I killed Dad. You remember Travis died whenever we moved here? And how you noticed the blood on my forehead? Well it was his. I killed him. He was just such a bully to me, so I chased him and watched him die.”

                I watched him sit there taking in all of this tragic information. he only said one thing to me. It was the last thing I ever heard him say. “I want you out. Grab everything you have, including money, and leave.”

                I was on my way out the door when I stopped dead. Chris was still sitting on the couch staring at the hardwood floors. “You know,” I said to him, “I was never going to hurt you. That’s why I left all of the time. You are the person who always protected me. I’m going to miss you, Chris. If we don’t see each other again, just know I love you, big brother.” Before I turned away, I saw a single tear drop fall from his cheek and splash on the floor.