If we all liked the same things, music would be a lot less exciting.

Hope you all had a nice day.I know I did.I am getting ready to go to a party as we speak.Mini Gee is tucked away all cozy in his crib,sleeping.My mom is fixing her hair.My dad is pacing around the apartment looking for his guitar tuner.

27 days till Xmas.Make sure you get your lists ready.For the first time in years,I am actually gonna buy gifts for people.Ha.Well I'm off now.My dad found his tuner and my mom finished fixing her hair.


xoxo

Orthodontic gold chain traction surgery.Thats why my face is puffy and huge and ugly :(.It is seriously one of the worst pains ever.

I can has sympathy?

ME!



Only not really.It's just a minor sprain.

First I break my left toes.
Then I get this huge red bump on the left side of my face.
Then I get this huge HUGE HUGE HUGE bump on my knee.
Then I break my left hand.


The left side of my body hates me.


What am I doing wrong?

I'm gonna be Rhys Webb.

I WAS SO SICK AND TIRED OF EVERYTHING.
I WAS SICK OF MY EVERYDAY ROUTINE:WAKE UP,SCHOOL,HOME,SLEEP.

I CHANGED EVERYTHING.
I CHANGED FUCKING EVERYTHING
 
I CHANGED MYSELF
MY MUSIC
MY HAIR
MY MAKEUP[lol]
MY FRIENDS
MY PERSPECTIVE OF SCHOOL
EVERYTHING.


I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR OPINION
I DONT DONT DONT

I DO NOT CARE ABOUT THE GIRLS WHO LAUGHED AT ME TODAY FOR WEARING SPANDEX PANTS.I DONT CARE ABOUT THE GUYS WHO CALLED ME UGLY/STUPID TODAY.I DONT CARE

God,I am so amazed at myself.

TODAY IS THE DAY I FIGURED MY SELF OUT

THIS IS TO:
Mister Raba [my english teacher and self-proclaimed INDIE KID]
    We had to write a short story for him.We worked on it for about 2 weeks.I wrote an amazing [IMOO] story that was sure to impress him.I wrote about society.I handed it it and hoped it would ~*move him.AND IT DID.Two days ago on Wednesday, I was walking to his class and he was walking next to me in the hallway and he's like "WHOA ERIKA[my first name and what they call me at school]" I immediately turned to him and I'm like "Whut?" and he's like "I JUST READ YOUR STORY.THAT WAS AMAZING.HOW COME YOU DIDNT GIVE ME ANYTHING LIKE THAT LAST YEAR?GREAT GREAT JOB.AMAZING" and I just stand there and manage to blurt out "That just made my day" and he's like "Haha.Ever thought about becoming a writer?" and I'm like "Eh...not really" and he's like "Well you should." and with that we entered the class room.
    You see,Mr.Raba i kinda my idol.He's so damn awesome.Best teacher ever.Awesome.Awesome.Awesome.So hearing something like that coming out of his mouth and saying it to me almost made me cry.I got home and told my mum and nearly cried.It changed my whole perspective about school.

Bright Eyes
    The song Lets Not Shit Ourselves (To Love and Be Loved).There is nothing like this song.I "sang" it at the time of my lungs at the park the other day.I never felt so alive."Oh, and the blues, I got the blues, that's me!"

 


Just needed to get that out.

    First of all, Gerard is starting to crawl, slowly but surely. He's 7 months old now, for those of you that don't know. MY parents and I decided not to take him out for trick-or-treating this year. Just for the simple fact that he's too little and something might happen to him (get hit with random object, get scared, etc.)

    Second order of business:

How in the world do I achieve eyelashes like Twiggy? Do I use pencil eyeliner, liquid eyeliner, gel liner to draw them on? Or do I just put mascara on them? Or do I use false eyelashes?HALP HALP!


And the last order of business: Can you guys recommend any movies for me to watch? Movies like A Clockwork Orange, Spun, Wristcutters etc. etc.


TIA


xoxo
CINQUE

-.-




I don't get it.

    I am sick...literally sick.Extremely sick.My nose is runny.My head hurts so damn much.My eyes are watering and my whole body aches profusely.My mom had to call and cancel the hair thing.I'm really upset cause I REALLY FUCKING  wanted my hair cut..but nooooo...I got sick D:   
   

Tell me things I could do to feel better
Pwease?

Oh and I have to write a short story for English.YAY.FUCKING YAY.I'm turning into a Faris/Rhys fanfic and hanging it in to Mr.Raba.



xoxo

I cringe cause I never do this.

I never go to the salon except for a small trim.

Nothing over 20 bucks.12 bucks is the MOST I've ever spent at a salon.

Tomorrow I'm [well not really me,more like my mum and dad] gonna spend 85 bucks cutting and dyeing my hair.

Extremer makeover:Buzznet Edition


LOL GUISE EL-OH-EL.


This is my hair right now:



Lol.Bad poses >.>'


Getting it dyed this color:

^_^



This cut/style:


Short on one side and long at the other side.Oh joy.



This is my attempt to tell society "I DON'T CARE IF I'M DIFFERENT.I DON'T CARE IF MY HAIR IS WEIRD.I DON'T CARE I HAVE HUGE HOLES IN MY EARS.I DON'T CARE.I DON'T CARE.I DON'T FUCKING CARE"

Kudos for me?
y/n?

I don't get it. REALLY DON'T FUCKING GET IT.

People stare at me too much.

Am I really that stupid/weird/ugly?EVERY TIME I go ANYWHERE people have to stop and stare at me,and its not just a causal small little stare,it an obvious stare.Head to toe.Side to side.People stare at me.Point sometimes.Whispering "Oh my God,look at her hair." or "What is she wearing?" to whoever is next to them..To be honest,the fact that they stare and whisper doesn't really bother me.Its the fact that just because I dress differently and act differently,people treat me as if I was like a kraken from the sea.

I DON'T GET IT.


THEY GIVE ME LOOKS AND TALK SHIT,BUT PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE LITTLE 13/14 YEAR OLDS WITH MINI SKIRTS AND WITH THEIR SHIRTS SHOWING THEIR MIDRIFFS.


Edit:
Today wasn't any different.Mikey and I got on the 7 train and then the N train,people stared,we got to school,people started,went to lunch,people stared but paid no attention to the "normal" kids running around screaming,we got out of school,walked to the train,people stared,got on the n train,PEOPLE STARED,got to the 7 train,we parted way,I walked home,people started and then I got home to my family.


Someone please explain this to me.


I
Lost
All
Hope
In
Society.



"I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know!

How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!"

-Emily Dickinson

and just to brighten everyone's day:

Why does New York have NO online schools?




Meanwhile,this is me grieving cause I might not go back to Saint John's Prep [aka my high school]:

:'D

Just wanted to spread the love.

I laugh

I DON'T CARE IF YOU HAD A BAD DAY OR SOMETHING.WHY WOULD YOU BE MEAN TO A REPORTER WHO ONLY WANTED TO INTERVIEW YOU ABOUT YOU'RE UPCOMING SHOW IN THE PHILIPPINES?
CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY THAT HE WANTS TO KNOW ABOUT YOU AND YOUR PATHETIC BAND.


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Should I or should I not?

365 are so cliche...but they're so awesome.I mean come on,Skintight's 365 is freaking awesome.I lurk it to be honest.Skintight...I kinda admire you not gonna lie.

Anywho I'm off to shower for the 3rd time today.For the motherfucking win.




Cheers then.
xoxo
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So I leave for a few days and when I come back with new stuff,no one comments it or anything.NOT EVEN MINIGEE'S PICTURES D:!I message people,they don't message back.I comment people,nothing.I note them,nothing.I even IM them and NOTHING.Did I like die or something?

jsyk

Jw

I am sadly listening to it now...cause to be honest... I just wanted to hear ~*Stay.




Its okay I guess.