ahh the joys of writer's block

so, i am writing for one of my older characters cause i wanted to fill in some gaps and i had a sam kind of mood. now, i can't think of things to write. i found pictures for the boy she's gonna meet sometime, but i haven't been able to get my mind back into the sam state of mind.
i could read my old stuff, but i don't really want to, cause that stuff isn't that good of writing cause it's from a while ago.

eh. it'll come to me soon.
...
hopefully.

ahh the joys of dissappointment.

so, county chorus auditions were today...
i didn't make it.

i didn't think i'd be as upset as i was, but i was really upset.
i went in and screwed up the parts that i knew the best, then i walked out and burst into tears. everyone said that i did so well and that i was sure to get in and all this stuff. i basically just cried on Paul's shoulder for a little, then regained composure.

then when we got the results i cried again. just a little harder than before... i feel bad about it, but i'm kinda happy that i'm not the only one that didn't make it. i'll try out for districts despite the mental trauma that this caused me...

it's pretty really not that great.

ahh the joys of county chorus

so i am freaking out like woah. i am scared about auditions tomorrow and i'm probably going to break down before i even go in.
cause with musical, i knew my music, so i wasn't worried about it at all, but with this i don't know my music perfectly, and it's freaking me out like woah.

i didn't finish my narry, so i am gonna finish it up... i'll do it on here... so we're gonna get like a paragraph of before so that i can tell what i'm doing.

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She had seen this glimmer all her life, and she didn't need a mirror to know that she didn't inherit that glimmer from her parents.She was not afraid to challenge this glimmer with her own fire, despite the beatings she would get. She would hold her head high, speak her beliefs and then her cheek would get a smack from the back of one of her parents ringed hands, normally her father's. She wouldn't care about the smack, because she didn't like letting herself go unnoticed by her parents. She would avenge herself over her little brother, and she would tell her parents what she thought, all before jumping out of a tree and into the pond on the outer lines of their property.

She was not afraid of anything, and her parents knew that. She could tell that her mother admired that in her, though it was only seen at certain moments. Her mother did not pay much attention to her, but the green eyed Grey would catch her mother looking at her with sad eyes sometime.

Before the man and the lady had their first child, they were sure that it would be a son. They went to a seer, and a healer, and they even dared to go into a muggle hospital and get a 'sunnygraham' done to find out if they would be having the son they had always wanted. Sure enough, all said that it would be a boy. They picked the name and bought all monogramed everything. The first name, Casey, would come from the son's father and the middle name, Mason, would come from the mother's deceased brother.

ahh the joys of the internet

so, i got that inspiration that i needed, but i can't get onto xanga from this computer... so imma type it here and then transfer it tonight. that counts as a blog entry, doesn't it? cause this is gonna be me writing... hahaha.

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Ever since it could be remembered, the Grey family had lived in the countryside on a large estate that had been hidden by trees. A large stone house that could be something out of a Jane Austen book sat on a perfectly green hill next to the ever so common cliff. It was the kind of cliff that the heroine would trip and sprain her ankle, setting up the save by the mysterious gentleman. The whole scene was a perfectly crafted love story, but the people inside the house were nothing close to an Austen book.The man and the lady of the house were almost never near each other, though there was the exception of meals. At meals, all would gather around the big oak table and eat together in a moment of peace. They would all disperse in peace and then go into their separate directions.The man had a gruff look about him, like he went bear hunting with only a knife and would come back with three of them. Despite this, he wore suits and ties at all times even though he rarely left his den. The lady held her chin high at all times, and she kept her posture, due to it being whipped into her. She floated across the floors of the house and smiled very rarely.The pair held their standards in their mind of what is acceptable and dishonorable, as did their son. He was treated like a king; given toys, food, money, and all the attention of his parents. It might seem to be because he matched the lovely pair, or it could be because he would be able to keep the Grey name going. It was known by only one person what the real reason was, though she'd never say it while inside those perfectly carved stone walls.It wasn't because he shared those perfect ringlets of auburn hair, nor those violet eyes. It was what was inside the eyes. It was that dull shimmer that would arise in the back of those chocolate eyes when the discussion of blood purity came about. She had seen this glimmer all her life, and she didn't need a mirror to know that she didn't inherit that glimmer from her parents.She was not afraid to challenge this glimmer with her own fire, despite the beatings she would get. She would hold her head high, speak her beliefs and then her cheek would get a smack from the back of one of her parents ringed hands, normally her father's. She wouldn't care about the smack, because she didn't like letting herself go unnoticed by her parents. She would avenge herself over her little brother, and she would tell her parents what she thought, all before jumping out of a tree and into the pond on the outer lines of their property.

ahh the joys of music

so, field trip today. it was AMAZING. spending a day making fun of people and actually knowing what you're doing for once in your life is really amazing. that and all the jokes and stupid stuff that happens really does make me happy.

i have to write for my one character, though i don't have the time or the oomph to find something. i'll write it in school tomorrow and then type it up this weekend.

yeah.

ahh the joys of study hall.

so, i was in study hall, but then i went to massers... but she wasn't there. it upset me greatly cause me and jen were acutally kinda homeless for a bit if you think about it.

it was an interesting day. nothing really happened too much, but that's alright. i went to see a movie, and it was pretty great. it was the women. and i found it kinda neat that there were no men in the movie at all, like not even the crowds.

ahh the joys of malls

so, yesterday i went to colonial park with chels and kristin. we looked for dresses and then shopped a bit. i didn't get anything cause i didn't have any cash i was willing to spend. so, we went to the movies. the two dollar movies! we saw hancock, which was kinda weird but kinda good.

then today ryan and i went to hershey park and i saw some of my friends. then kendra and i went to aero and i got the hoodie i wanted to get the day before.

yeah. really eventful.

ahh the joys of open windows.

so, since it's cold at night, my mom makes us keep the windows open so we can cut down on costs for the heating bills.
the windows stay open at night.
i am a mouth breather.
therefore, i now have this problem with my throat that i can not get rid of.

it itches and it hurts at like, the same time. i think i'm getting sick from it too cause i am all snotty and stuff which is not a very awesome thing. i'm kinda upset about it, but i'll just have to grin and bear it.

ahh the joys of sick days

so, yesterday i didn't go to school.
my stomach wasn't up to par for the day, so i didn't come.

i sat at home and watched tv and ate salsa and chips. it was an enjoyable day other than my mother yelling at me for 'losing' papers that she 'gave' to me. she did not give me any papers, and i think she is going crazy despite her being relativly young.

it's angering me greatly. especially the pain coming from my mouth. cause it's pretty bad at this very moment. i should be getting my braces off in about never. so that's awesome.

ahh the joys of class

so, mr. miller is talking right now, and i'm kinda listening. we have to be on the internet so that the wireless people can check the internet. we have a match today and tomorrow, and i don't want to go. i want to go home and sit and sleep, but i have to go to tennis. it's not going to be that fun of a day.

we had a fire drill. i sat on clouser's car and chelsea's too. it was pretty fun.

chelsea's birthday was yesterday and aleaha's is tomorrow. i got aleaha a book and i'm making her a bracelet.

it's pretty fun.
...
not really.

ahh the joys of nail polish

so, my nail polish is chipping and it's not making me happy. and even better for my luck is that it's a nail on my right hand, which means that i'll have to paint my nail with my left hand.
i am not left handed.
i can not paint nails with my left hand.
therefore I will have some problems with this next adventure.

ahh the joys of picture day

so, today's picture day, and i am getting out of class to hand out cards to people. I kinda wanna go to a few classes, but i don't really want to either. tonight i have a match and the football game. all i wanna do is sleep.

this entry reminds me of shapespeare.

the dog is mine, his name is Paul.
he likes bones and the flowers bloom in the fall.

one of those kind of things where the sentences have nothing to do with one another.

ahh the joys of extended homeroom

so, i have a half hour of freedom today, though it's nothing like recess. I wrote my essay last night and i'm having people look over it and correct it for me. i'm kinda a bit distraught that the first page is about recess, but i don't really mind. it kinda sets the mood a bit better and explains everything and covers up the fact that i don't remember the event too well.

i think i'll go back down to massers. it's cooler in there, like, temperature cool.

ahh the joys of lost bracelets

so, i have this bracelet. it's leather and white and it's currently missing. i don't know where it is, but i know that someone won't really want to steal it seeing as it has my name on it. it's not like anyone else has the same name as me or anything. if they are out there wearing it, they are lying. cause you can ask them what their name is, and they could say, 'dee-von' or 'day-van' or 'dee-van' and they'd be wrong. or they can say their name is 'dev-in' and then you ask them to spell it, which they most likely won't get right. if they do though, then you ask for ID.

when they're totally wrong, say, 'yeah, though so, now give me my bracelet back.'

if they say it's their boyfriend's name or something like that, just check the snap to see if it's partially black from... heck, i don't remember, but it's partially black, that's all i know.

kinda makes me mad that it's gone and i didn't realize it till now.

maybe it's in Barto's room... i'll check in a bit i guess.

ahh the joys of school pizza.

so, normally I don't ever touch the school pizza because I like to eat things not compareable to cardboard in taste, apperarance and everything else. Though I must say that the little round pizzas that they serve every blue moon do make me rather happy. they keep me away from the alternate which is almost always the day before's lunch.

though on wednesdays it's always that cardboard pizza and on thursday it normally is too, either that or you can get some mini pizza slices that are by then as hard as part of Stonehenge.

anyways, now i am chewing some gum thanks to the lovely invention of braces. because see, braces make my food stay on my teeth.
i don't have any toothbrush near.
therefore i chew gum though you're not supposed to.

it's simple, but did they really think that we're not going to chew gum? that we'll keep a toothbrush in our back pockets for those just in case moments? i think not.

i am a geek, but i am not that geeky.

ahh the joys of 'therefore'

so, my parents aren't home.
my room isn't clean.
therefore I am on the computer.

because,

if my room isn't clean,
my parents say i am not to be on the computer.
therefore, i shouldn't be on the computer.

ahh, but I am.


they probably wouldn't believe me if i told them that i had to blog for school, they'd think i was lying and order me to clean my room and ground me from the computer even if my room would be clean.
i suppose i should clean it sometime so i can work on my essaythingy.

dont want to.
but i have to.
therefore i will clean my room...


tomorrow.
;)

ahh the joys of blog making

so, i'm sitting here with aleaha, helping her make her blog for class, and we can not for the life of us figure out a creative blog name or url. i am feeling pretty lazy and totally not using the shift key. wow, this music that's playing is really not good at all. i dont want to go to tennis, mainly cause i don't play that much anyways. bleh.

i'll write more later.

ahh the joys of my phone

At this very moment, I am rather excited that my phone is also an mp3 player that plays out loud. I don't really like listening to the symphony of the pub computers idle hums.

I still am having problems with this essay. I finally decided on an event, but it's probably not going to be a good enough one. I have lots of moments, but they're kind of vague and not as fun as you think. That and if I would write about my stitches, that would lead me to talking about other things. Same goes for my mouth surgery, cause that wasn't a moment, that was about two weeks worth of time. I could write about that very easily, but that's not the assignment. Also, I don't know if what I write is going to be what he wants, cause I write a little bit differently, and I'm afraid of being critiqued. I don't normally do first person things about me, they're normally in character or third person. First person is not my favorite, but it's almost the only thing that I can do at the moment.

Did you know that the school's food is gross?
Did you know that I feel like barfing due to the nasty burgers with the disgusting cheese and rock rolls?

yeah, cause I do.