Le Machii

Yush, yush. I'm starting a new story. here's the intro and the first chapter, hope you like^^

Situated on the corner of 21^st Avenue and Vinings, the school sat deep within the lot it was built upon in 1921 behind corroding iron-wrought fences and an 8 foot tall, 2 foot thick hedge of a stone wall. To escape the school is nearly impossible and highly unheard of. For, you see, the school was created for the sole purpose of restraining, not releasing. The school had the air of something unheard of, like a hybrid animal – half the school resembled an elegant three story cathedral or manor complete with turrets, ivy, and stone while the other half of the academy bears the outlandish manifestation of a mental ward, a large white box, complete with barred, black windows, squatting between a mansion and a large, overgrown oak tree.

            The two parts of the school seemed to have been fused together by an obtuse mad scientist and the result might remind you of something like Frankenstein’s monster, an awkward, perplexing thing which was never meant to exist in the first place. And yet, disastrously, it still remains at the corner of 21^st and Vinings to date.

            And the Institute, known for its distinct look and its dated establishment, is the renowned, prestigious, distinguished, and oh-so cavalier, Greenwich Board and Institute for Women. And this, this monstrosity of an excuse for architecture, is where our story begins and ends.

UN~~~

The smell of honeysuckle in the morning just about composes one as easily swayed by tempting smells as Adrienne Pickering to forces a smile upon her downcast face.

            “Entering a new school in the middle of the year, note the word ‘middle,’ isn’t too smart of a move, mom.” Fifteen year old Adrienne Elisabeth Pickering sat fidgeting her thumbs and shifting in the passenger seat. She didn’t dare look outside at the grey day in fear of suddenly becoming sick. Cars weren’t her specialty. “Couldn’t you drive slower?”

            Abree Pickering sighed and her frustration was illustrated through her tight grip on the steering wheel. “You want me to drive slower because you feel car sick…or because you want to be an hour late for orientation?”

            “Both,” Adrienne closed her eyes, her forehead pressed against a cool window. The vibration of the car was a bit soothing and for a moment, just a moment, her mind was taken off her fear that mounted every inch they preceded towards her new school.

            “Just a month ago you were practically on your hands and knees-”

            “Oh, please, not this again–”

            “– begging me to send you to Greenwich. ‘Please, mom, oh, please, please, please, can’t I go there? Why not, huh, why not? It’s not fair! Not fair in the least bit!’ you’d say over and over until my ears were ringing–”

            “I didn’t say it just like that–”

            “Yeah, but the whining was pretty bad.” Abree stopped to catch her breath, a small smile of victory crawled up her lips etched in light pink lipstick. “Besides, this’ll be good for you, good for your character–”

            “There’s nothing wrong with my character.”

            “I know, but I think you’ll come to think me one day for sending you to this school.”

            Adrienne mumbled, “But I was the one who came up with the idea; therefore, I’ll be thanking myself…if there’s anything to thank myself for in the end.”

            “What I’m trying to get across – and, really, Adrienne, dear, must you interrupt me every other word?”

            “Yes.”

            “Well, what I’m futilely trying to get across is, well, you know…back at home…we’ve had lots of little issues. At school, in the family, between the two of us…perhaps it’s just better that we spend some time apart, that you spend some time out of the house, away from your old school.”

            “But…” Adrienne opened her eyes just a bit and watched rapid flashes grey cement or brick buildings and the sudden appearance then disappearance of a pedestrian or an early-morning biker slowly weaving his way about the near-empty streets. “But…” there were no ‘little issues’ between us…everything was fine, or…at least…everything seemed fine.

            “Adrienne, I know what happened, “Abree said flatly, but without any signs of anger. “I know what happened, between you, you and those girls at the old school.”

            Adrienne reframed from moving. She listened intently to the humming of the car and to the sound of the tires pass over cement. Pained, she watched the buildings with darkened windows flash by and the puddles the early-morning cloudbursts left sitting near the curbs.

            “I know you lied to me. Your principal called that evening after she broke up the fight. Remember, you came home with that cut on your lip? I asked you what happened…you said, ‘I fell.’” Abree stopped talking for a moment, her fingers tightly wrapped around the wheel as if she were strangling some imaginary person. “I know you were defending me, defending my honor.”

            Adrienne whirled around, catch off guard and helpless – emotions overflowed within her, emotions that were supposed to have remained hidden somewhere within the dark recesses of her heart. The place where she pushed all her woes and troubles to deal with later, and now a recollection of sadness had been uncovered when it shouldn’t have been.

            “I know I'm a young mother. That's something I'm not proud of... But, I’m actually kind of proud of you. I know it’s wrong to fight, but I give you kudos.” Abree even smiled, un-forcedly. “I bet you gave them more than what you got.”

            Adrienne glared out the window once more as the car sat still at another red light. She watched some pigeons dance around an assortment of brown crumbs a woman dressed in rags sat flicking into the air. Some of the pigeons leapt into the sky and caught the crumb before it could plunge back towards the sidewalk.

            Adrienne felt like one of those crumbs, forcedly tossed into the air and then swallowed up by a pigeon. And if it weren’t that pigeon, it would have been another to swallow the morsel – no matter which pigeon ate the crumb, it, inevitably, would have been swallowed in the end. It was as if the crumbs had no way out. The road downward led to one place: inevitable death.

            “No,” said Adrienne with little emotion as the car accelerated and her eyes lost contact with the old woman’s beady eyes who was busy flicking the crumbs to the ground. “No, they didn’t get hurt at all.” It was I who came out bleeding; it was I who came out broken inside – not them. They just laughed.

            Abree ignored that and smiled happily. “Whatever the outcome, I’m proud of you. I didn’t know you loved me that much.”

            “You’re my mom, aren’t you?” I have to love you. You’re all I’ve got left.

            Abree spun the car down yet another street, a thinner street packed with cookie-cutter buildings all the same drab grey color. Clothes lines hung between curtain-clad windows and damp laundry cried droplets of water on the windshield. As Abree rolled up her window she beamed, “This transition benefits you in numerous ways, my dearest, dear, Adrienne Elisabeth Pickering! Firstly, not only is this school one of the most prestigious academies in the who north east, but you’ll also find it to be the most renowned, celebrated, and well-known school for its journalism studies! Isn’t that great, it’s what you had an interest in back at the old school, right? You’ll do so fine, you’ll go so far; Greenwich is foolproof.

            Secondly, and yes the list does continue, you’ll be far, far away from all those dumb-arsesses back at the old school. You’ll be in your dorm holding you’re A++ exam paper laughing it up thinking ‘Why did I ever let them bother me? Look where I am now!’ And then you’ll phone your dearest mother, me, and say ‘Gee, mom, I’m ever so happy you sent me to Greenwich! I love you with all my heart!’

            And, last but certainly not least, you’ll live the American Dream. You’ll get a fresh start, a new genesis, and a clean occasion to recreate yourself…”

            Recreate…?

            “…I bet you a nickel and a dime you’ll come out of Greenwich your senior year, holding up your diploma, and declaring to heavens above, ‘Nothing others say matters one bit, nothing at all! Look at me now world because here I come!’”

            If only, if only…

hola hola hola
I'm NEVER on anymore!!! Sooo sorry about that!!! but thanks for those who are reading. Lately I've been just writing little tid bits
as story ideas roll through my head, one ear and out the other, I think.
So, if you want to read more story ideas there's two below this post. Here's another!...

Blackness
 

Blackness covered the whole earth, it seemed. Skeletons of homes and people alike littered the soil and lifeblood painted the world a shade of crimson. All the while Caído automatons droned, “Nous sommes les guerriers de Dieu, nous sommes les guerriers de Dieu!” It was as if our God had abandoned us and the god of the Caído was rainging his fury upon us in the form of brimstone and hail. Forevermore, this day shall remain the utter substance in which nightmares are made of.

That, right there, was kind of like this prologe thing... But I'm not too good at fantasy stories. So it'll probably just remain a paragraph alone without a story to accompany it T__T

Nehh. I miss you all!!

Sorry I haven't been on a lot lately!!! High school's started so I've been AWFULLY busy! But I've got a new story idea. I doubt this'll even be in the real story, but its just me scribbling down some stuff...lol

Mumsy always found a reason to tell me I was special – different – but certainly more special than anyone else alive in the “whole wide world and beyond.” I figured it was something a grandmother-like-figure was paid to tell their grandchildren. I mean, what kind of horrific grandmother tells her granddaughter “you pathetic waste of space, you deserve nothing but the pain my words shall reek upon your loathsome waste of a heart!”

            Many a time I wanted to tell her to stop, stop lying. I’m no different. I’m the same as everyone, if not worse, one step behind in thought, one step behind in understanding and comprehension. I must be stupid.

            I didn’t understand what she meant by “special” until he came. He didn’t have a name Mumsy explained to me when she pulled me into the kitchen the windy afternoon he stumbled onto our doormat, armed with a single black briefcase and a black umbrella to match.

            Mumsy tried to hide the fact that she knew him. But even I picked up on that intimation.

            The Man, as I called him back in my youth, smiled oddly, as if the function of that set of muscles were unfamiliar to him.

            “How are you today, Adrienne?”

            “I feel the same way I did yesterday.” That was the answer I always gave him.

            The Man smiled and opened his cluttered little bird’s nest of a briefcase and while his fingers dug through a neat mess he said, “How is your grandmother?”

            “She’s the same too.” Everything’s the same. Hasn’t he learned anything? Nothing in this household changes and we like it that way. We know where everything is; we know when to tell the kitchen to cook dinner or when to tell the WorldTube to go to channel 2317. Change only confuses matters, makes them confusing and hard to remember, and knocks one of her balance of life, which is already tittering with the arrival of this man one day and not the other.

            “Adrienne,” he said in a calm and steady voice, “Three cups sit before you, which one does the ball hide beneath?”

            “We did this last time.”

            “Yes, I know–”

            “The red one,” I mumbled halfheartedly.

            He lifted the red cup and out rolled a neon rubber ball. His eyes beamed, “Excellent. How did you know? You weren’t even paying attention.”

            “I don’t have to.” I glared at the ball sitting on the table, “it’s easy.”

Firstly, for those in search of the photos, search below.
Secondly, I know I've been gone for a while, but I promise I'll try to reply as much as I can.
Below I have a teaser of one of my stories I'm planning.
Its set in the future but also kind of set in the past... I know it sounds confusing but I don't have much time so I'll tell you more later.
Also, in my story's "world", dreaming plays a big part. The "normal" plane is NREM and the "dreaming" plane is REM.
The main character is Arin, she's dealing with her haunting past; she attends a school (based on a catholic school) for those who are
"Dream-challenged". In my story's world, those who constantly have nightmares are said to be cursed. I'll explain more later.
However, Arin has nightmares constantly. Also, she has the ability to see people's "dream lengths" as they sleep, or, the "color in which they dream". Good dreams are dreampt in bright colors, while those who are visited by nightmares dream in black.
I know it must be confusing.
I'll explain more later - I promise. So, please enjoy! Leave a comment! Tell me what you think!!

 

Woo...STORY! enjoy: (THOUGHTS ARE IN ITALICS) also, the beginning italics are in her nightmare, they are also words she remembers from her past.. It was just a dream…             Then why do I feel so strange? It was nothing real, nothing to worry yourself over…             Then explain this darkness that seems to cling my skin, clawing at my courage? Gnawing on my sanity? Shredding my ability to distinct truth from lie, lie from white lie? You’re worrying yourself over nothing; you’ll end up like your mother…             It wasn’t a dream. It was reality, not fiction; it was as true and tangible as fear itself. It was a dream…             Why do you continue to lie? Why do you try to deceive me with sugary, comforting words?  Don’t you know nothing you say will ever quell me? Why do you persist to lie? A bad dream, a nightmare…             They took her from me. In a whirlwind of a vagary they stole her away from me, right before my eyes. I sat there…and did nothing… Go back to bed…             I’ll find her. I’ll redeem my cowardice. I’ll become fearless. I’ll do what I should have. It was a nightmare…a nightmare...nightmare… Chapter One             “Nightmare!”             This is becoming frequent, too frequent to be healthy.             Coated in cold sweat and shivering from head to toe, she sat curled on the edge of her bed in the place where the corner of her sheets met the wall. There, where her back was safely against the firm, unmovable, cold wall, only there did she feel at ease.             As if the wall could keep her upright, keep her from tumbling into her own misdemeanors, her own nightmares…             It was a nightmare…a bad dream…nothing more…go back to bed…             That voice! It clouded her cranium and clogged her mind, pushing out all other thoughts so that she became lost in her worries, lost in her thoughts.             …a nightmare…             “No, no, no,” she clenched her teeth. “It was more, more than that! Why couldn’t you see? She was real! The pictures…you destroyed them…”             Hands appeared from the darkness, roughly seizing her by the shoulders. A voice followed; a voice as loud and distinct as the voice in her head or the darkness that tore at her will.             “Arin! Arin, wake up, will you? Scared me to death, screaming like that…screaming things like ‘nightmare,’ don’t you know you’ll scare the others? Uttering such a word, you should know better. Hey, Arin? Arin? Are you even awake? Listen to me, Arin-”             …you’re worrying yourself over nothing; you’ll end up like your mother…             “I am awake, Eden.”Arin sat up pushing her unit leader off her shoulders before collapsing into her bunk, shivering in the coldness that howled in her mind. “I’m okay. It was just a dream. Nothing more,” her voice distorted into a whisper as chilling as the darkness that they sat in.             Eden rose to her feet, disappearing in the dimness of night and huffed, “How many now?”             Arin rolled over. “How many what?”             “How many times has it been now?” Eden’s voice was sour. This was a face she never showed the other girls. This irritated tone was reserved for the problem child, Arin. “I lost count months ago. How many times have you awoken with…with nightmares plaguing your sleep?”             How many times…? You’d never imagine, Eden. “I’ve lost count myself. It’s not something that typically bothers me. I’m used to it…almost.”             Though the dimness of the room concealed her face, Arin knew Eden was wearing a scowl.  “Tomorrow I’ll make you an appointment.”             Arin listened to Eden slip away back to her own bunk. “Wait, an appointment? With who?”             “Father Cassius, of course.”             What can he do? “He hasn’t offered me any help, whatsoever.”             “Well,” the sheets of her bunk rustled as she lowered her head into her pillow. Already, from the sound of her voice, Arin could sense the REM aurora billowing up from her mind like cascades of purple and blue sparkling water that defied gravity and danced upward, ascending towards the ceiling high above. She was nearly immersed in sleep. “We’ll just have to find someone that can help.”             Nothing can erase the evil that dwells so contentedly in my mind! “None of the Fathers can do one bit of good!”             Too late; Eden was gone, washed away in her dreams.             Arin lay there, shuddering at the mere thought or returning to sleep. Who knew what was lying in the recesses of her mind, laying, waiting for her to become vulnerable once she entered the REM plane. Too risky to sleep again, she dreaded seeing his face again; she feared seeing her face again.             And so she lay there in her bottom bunk bathed by the moon light that swam in through the window up high on the rock wall, listening to the crickets play their tunes, listening to the refined chinking of bells of those who were submerged in the REM, dreaming in pink or yellow, orange or green, dreaming of happiness, dreaming of bright futures, and hope…             But Arin…she dreams in black, pitch black.             I’m lost, sister.

Yo, yo, yo. GUESS WHAT TODAY IS?! It be the 5th of June! KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?! Bet you don't unless you take a really wild, wild guess or you're just awesome and know me well!!!......tomorrow, june 6th, I will be on my way to the airport....on my way to..............................PARIS, FRANCE.
Yeah. You know it.
So, yupers. I'll be MIA for about a week and when I'm returning I'm going to a family reunion. [gahhh] but thankfully the place where the family reunion is is really pretty^^ Very scenic.
So, in other news....
we traded in a lot of money for euroes. i have learned that euros are very colorful!~~ Me likes!!
Hm...what else...what else....
oh. I started my uber awesome new story! it be hardcore!!! Hopefully I'll get more in my site done...later.

Not much to say....
errr, sorry for wasting your time^^
Wish me good luck in France, please!!

machii likes chocolate. <3

Aloha~!! So, I'm back with more randomness! Thanks to all who read or left messages on the last post. Very nice of you all. So, FOUR MORE DAYS TILL FRANCE. Just wanna blab about that before I move on.
Anywhoo, yesterday I woke up early to get ready for this pool party...and then it was cancelled. Of course. Gah. then I called, like, FIVE other people around 10 o'clock in the morning and they all DIDN'T pick up. Apparently no one is awake at 10 in the morning......but, typically, neither am I. anywhoo, I ended up going to the pool with Erin. We ordered pizza and went swimming for a while before walking ALLLLL the way home. Which was a long walk, btw. Hm. Then we went to this place called the Avenue which is basically a really nice place with a whole buch of shops & cafes & restaurants that you can walk around to.  Its like a mall, but outdoors. Anywhoo, we went to this 50s dinar and ate this brownie with hot fudge and whipcream and vanilla ice cream then we went to a candy shop and bought gross gummy candy and walked around. Then we went to Boarders and looked at a superhero encyclopedia for, like, an hour.
Hah. Today I went to this government center to take the seeing test and driving test so that I can get my driver's permit...and I failed one of the two driver's test >_> but i passed the seeing test. GAH! those tests were hard!! anywhoo, i'm studying up on all the retarded laws and driving rules so I can pass it tomorrow. Grrrr. Well, anywhoo, later today I'm supposed to go to the movies.
I'm actually supposed to go right now!
bye!

Oh~~~~ and the following is for Kisa~ voila~ America (right) & Canada(left)! lol told you there was a Canada!

....um....HELLO!!! Yes. Its been...about five years since this has been updated? I'm really sorry about that. I just haven't been in the mood lately. Yeah, lame exuse, I know. I've just been really lazy when it comes to my computer-life. lol. So, yeah. Um.  OH!! I've become obsessed with Axis Powers Hetallia, which is where the icon comes from xD That's America! I love the allies in that anime xD its all just so funny. There's a "person" for each country xD its so cute! You all should watch it, though, the anime is like 5 minutes long O_O;; Annoying.
Anywhoo, just so you all know, I'm out of school for the summer! Yes! This is offically my first friday away from school! I've been spending this week, basically, going to the mall last sunday, went to a Renaissance Fair on Monday (was very fun), went to the movies on Tuesday, and went to the ye ol' gym on Wednesday and today and have been watching movies too. Movies about france, like "Afternoon Romance" and "Taken" and such.
Oh. Speaking of France...
Im going to france a week from THIS Sunday! I'm so so excited!!
Gah.... I haven't got much else to say....err....
anywhoo, sorry for not writing in 34738748374374397497439 years Dx

READ RIDLEY'S STORY - SAVE A KITTEN!!!!~
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Above: Axis Powers Hetallllliaaa...~~
(left to right)
Japan, Italy, Germany
Russia, China (on the ground), England, America, France~~~
ahh such a cute show^^

I CHOOSE YOU PIKKAAACCHHUUUUU~!!!!!!
omg i love that. i just love that saying. its silly fun!~~ lol gayness.
anywhoo....what's up? yes, the sky is. perhaps the ceiling? a ceiling fan? anywhoo, ...HIHI!! machii has returned! im not dead! well...for anyone who is keeping up with this, you may have noticed that I both have not written anything here NOR have I replied to comments in nearly a week. And...about that...
im uber sorry. like, uber, uber, uber sorry. also, you're sure to hear all the regret and appoligi-ness in my replies on piczo too^^ lol
gahhh....i blame my lack of replying on...FINALS =O
I did my french oral today^^ and i feel as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders! Now I just have all the finals to worry about O_O which start next tuesday.
but you know what's amazingly amazing? not counting today or tomorrow [friday]...next week shall be the LAST WEEK OF MIDDLE SCHOOL FOREVER!!!!!!!`!!!!!!one!!!!!!!!!11!!!!1!!!!!!1!!!eleven!!!!!!!
GAHHHHHHHH so happy!!!! goodbye middle school!! hello...summer! hello...........high...school....o__o;;
im kind of scared about that last part....
but i don't have to worry about that now!!!!
I have summer to look forward to^^ days of shopping and movies with friends!! going to paris! concerts! shopping! shopping! errr...sleeping!!! no school work!!! xD ahhhh me loves shopping..

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ewww today i came home from school, opened the kitchen door to see my cat crouching over this...thing. it was a...lizard.
ew. it was like a mini-freaking-ALIGATOR. I think it was dead...i think.... anywhoo, i started freaking out and refused to touch it so my mom did.

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we got a new TV today. the old one broke. Silly plasma TVs aren't worth crap. so we got LCD? my dad's all "YO YO YO THIS HERE LCD BE TOTALLY BA!" lawl silly father T_T

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omgosh. im totally obsessed with the uber anime Junjou Romantica. I'm watching it for the 2nd time O_O
if you're impressionable and might possibly be urged to go test out this anime,...and you DISLIKE yaoi, just ignore alllll of this^^
omgomgomg i love junjou romantica soo much --___--;;

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herr....what else? hmzzz i want to start a new story.....
im just scared i won't finish it... like i tend to do... >_>

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GAHH!!! i was supposed to go to the Vans Warped Tour 09 in Atlanta in july!!! but the friend i was going with backed out!!! her parents won't let her gooo >_<<<<< *cries*


well....i have to go clean dishes now.  a giant pile of 'em too >_> yay! soo..excited.
bye^^

Omg. another Craig Mabbit icon! Lol I love this one. "Srsly yew guise"...that was totally me in science class...we were supposed to be working on this timeline about how e=mc2 came to be.
anywhoo....
that was a totally random and pointless fact^^
but what do you suspect from me besides totally off-topic-ness-the-world-over?
Today I watched lots of Sponge Bob.
Ah, pointless randomness - what makes the world go 'round.
So yeah. Yesterday was the day I had been looking forward to for quite a while. The 8th grade dance. Yes, dance. Its king of a big deal. Nevertheless, I wore my dress with the poka dots and then I got my makeup done by a friend who has done model's makeup and it looked absolutely marvelous! I looked freaking photoshopped!! Then I got bows for my hair at Clair's O_O and we had some that matched my dress perfectly! what a coincidence O_O
Anywhoo, the dance, over all, was pretty....
dissapointing...
to say the least.
Like, I was glad to see my friends and all....
it was just...not very fun.
Basically...
the didn't play any good music. it was all "gangster" music, if you know what I mean. Therefore, I wasn't really inspired to dance. I think i was kind of a "aprty pooper" for my friends Dx
I couldn't help it!! it was hot! and my feet were, like, bleeding in my shoes O_O;;
So, yeah. Then NO ONE could go out after the dance!! they all had to go home! what a bore!! so i went out with erin. We got drinks and ice cream. That was fun. I was supposed to go to a fair with her today....but, of course, that didn't happen.
So, i'm here brainstorming my next story.
Of course I never finished the last story....but i shall! by that i swear!!!! i just need a short break from it^^ that's all.
gah....
such a boring post.

BURE BURE BURE BURE BURE MAKUTTE!

ohhhh
im still excited for the france trip^^
june 6th!
that's my friend's birthday >_< i always am vacationing on that day!!
ima buy her something in paris^^

peace out home dog xD

Yo. So...omgosh. I haven't written anything here for AGES!! No. Its probably only been a day? two days? Nevertheless, i'm back. Therefore, its time to inform the masses of my multiple problems, worries, and, of course, the daily pointless randomness. We all just LOVE the randomness, no? Well. Yeah.
Firstly. I don't feel good. I don't know why. I think I'm just tired. hopefully that's all because ...the DANCE is tomorrow. I'll talk more about that later. First I want to bore you with stuff that doesn't even matter much to normal people such as yourselves. Well, maybe you aren't normal...but. still. it won't even matter much to you either way^^. Golly. how i ramble! anywhoo, i'm just so tired. Both physically and emotionally. I've had a long school year. And its coming to an end in, like, twelve days. Twelve days! can you believe that? I can't! WOOSH! and now i'm off to...high school? seems soo weird. seems like it was only yesterday i was in the 3rd grade [O_O]
So, yeah.
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Um.
Oh! im like uber stressed at the moment. You see, we've only got three weeks of school left! and they're throwing ALL this stuff at us. so last minute!! finals in EVERY class!! Including orchestra and french!! actually, i'm REALLY stressed about french. we've got a listening test, oral, essay, exam - the works. Ugh. plus i've got a project in social studies AND science and im really behind in both. yes, both. ugh...

also, im supposed to get 100 buckeroos for every A i get....
and im afriad im going to lose the As i have unless i keep my grades up...
and keeping them us is going to be hard, i'm afraid.

>__<;;

I just can't wait till this is all over. I know i should get used to the relentless stress. After all, isn't "stress" what defins high school?
Perhaps im not ready for summer - but for an end of school all toghether!!~
...aren't we all?
unless you're weird. O_O and you like stress. stress causes tiredness and sickness. =O

erm...
oh! yesh! the dance!
Kk.
So, the DANCE is tomorrow. yes, tomorrow as in tomorrow two hours after school. i'm pretty happy about my dress. its pretty. a halter dress that  is made from this brown material with pink poka dots and pink tool and such. it doesn't sound so pretty, but its hard to explain xD
GUESS WHAT? i'm getting my makeup done free by a friend of ours who does makeup for models, et cetera!!! isn't that great? im so excited. i'll tell you how she did it tomorrow^^

Gah. i'm pretty excited about the dance. i think all my friends are going!! xD
I really want to do something after the dance...
like bowl...
lol. bowl. that'd be so random. because we'd be bowling in our dresses. gee. we're so cool x]

hmz....can't think of anything else to say. i'm off to work on that science project now.!
stupid school.
stupid stress.
stupid projects~~!

machii - out

"raison d'etre"

OMG. Guess what, gangsters? I have Craig Mabbit icons! This shall forever be known as the WONDERFUL CRAIG MABBIT ICONS Era. Forevermore. Anywhoo, hi. Um. Well, I don't feel like being all weird and talking about the whole France thing again. But, if you want to know more, read the post before this one. I'm not sure who read it and not. But for anyone that doesn't know that I AM in fact going, well, read below. Its got most of the story.
Golly. I want that there sombraro that Craig's wearing. O_O;
Wooo. Okay. well, this is yet another pointless post! Yay! my favorie kind...boring...worthless...posts... [>_>]
School is being a jerk. I just finished this huge social studies project...and we were assigned yet another giant project. WTF. Good thing I like history or else i'd be having a fit. Well, actually...in french we have an oral, a listening test, an essay, and a giant test coming up....I should be worried. very worried. But for some reason i'm procrastinating and, like, holding it off. Whatever. Lol. Im being like my dad O_O Like father like son daughter.

I have nothing to do. Seriously. Like. I'm so bored. There's nothing to do. I have the urge to write. Write stories. But....whenever im on the computer...I spent all my time on youtube like yadayadayaday....and then I never even write a single word in any of my stories [O__O] is this a minor case of Writer's Block? Gah. not that again!
Anywhoo, I can't wait till school ends. today its officially 15 DAYS TILL THE END OF MIDDLE SCHOOL FOREVER, EVER, FOREVERMORE!

hah....

yahh yahh yahhhh~~

Ohh!
Today in orchestra we had a free day. I like stole Siama's agenda and chucked it up on the giant lockers which are UBER high and then me and Graig accidentally ripped up her french workbook [O_O] strangely it wasn't as ripped up as i thought it to be..... though, the covers came off....opps.... Anywhoo, during that time someone threw MY agenda on the other lockers!! and it had my uber awesome essay for english in it!! so we were trying to get it but Mr. Sievers kept telling us to stop!! And i also KILLED my knee in the process...
in the end we got it. but before that i was interogating  EVERYONE like JAY, YOU FOOL, SHUT UP AND GET OVER HERE YOU AGENDA STEALING P U N K !!!

lol lol lol
this was the worst post...ever....
Sorry.
Sorry!
Sorry....I just have nothing to write about. I'm kind of wasting away my days till the trip to Paris comes along. which is..forever from now...
Also, I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to convince my mom that I should INDEED get my hair dyed.
~

peace. love. tacos.
machii xx
"I am trouble,
and I am troubled too...."

I love hello kitty;; but chococat rules the world. Anywhoo.....
OMGOSH! THANK YOU GOD!
THANK YOU JESUS, ALMIGHTY!
THANK YOU GOD OF THE HEAVENS AND THE EARTH!
YOU ARE THE DIVINE ONE!
EVERYTHING THROUGH YOU IS POSSIBLE!
Anywhoo. Guess what?
Guess what, guess what, guess what?!
You're probably wondering what was with that spazm above?
Well. to REALLY understand this randomness, I suggest you read the post below. Unless you're a cool person and you've
already read it.
Well, I'm really happy and just so gosh darned it GREATFUL.
My parents and I got toghehter in the dining room with my computer and we checked the travel agency sites for cheapter hotels...
and we FOUND one. And it really is a bargain. Because the other one, the more expensive one, had only one bed O_O but this one has two beds. which is what we wanted. plusss its cheapter!! soo....
IM GOING TO FRANCE AFTER ALL!!
thanks for the comfort from everyone that offered it^^ was very kind of you! xD im so happy to have friends like you all!
anywhoo, yeah. I was being selfish again, I think. But...either my mom pressured my dad into trying again, or my mini break down urged him to try again....
that or my mom offered to help pay for it =P
Anywhoo, we're leaving on the 6th of June at 3 in the afternoon. We will be arriving at 6 in the morning!! I hope I'll be able to sleep on the plane! im going to be so bored. gahh...i've got my creepy high school books to read, though. *stares at them sitting on desk* they look...scary. one of them is about chinese people. joy. uber joy. my mom picked that one out because of that fact. O_O;
anywhoo, i think there's less than 14 days left of school^^
that means i'll have the rest of the month to pack , plan the trip, and try to get my hair dyed before the trip of all trips!!

anywhoo....nothing else comes to mind....don't know what to talk about anymore. heh. gahhh I don't want to go back to school tomorrow. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow too. Grrrrness. Yeah.

Machii - signing OFF.

"at the end of the world,
or the last thing I see..."

Stupid computer. Stupid computer. Never works. Never, ever works!! The last few days have been really...aggrivating - to say the least. Firstly, let me begin with this ever-so important statement: I know I told a lot of you to "go read my blog" yada yada. Well, yeah. Obviously, you didn't see what you came for. It didn't post correctly and I was far too tired to retype it late last night. So, here we go. Again. I shall retype the whole blasted thing.
I have a question. A question that bothers me deeply. Why do I rely on others? Why do I put my faith in others who only end up letting me down? Faltering? I put so much hope into a person, so much expectance....only for them to completely and utterly give up and falter. Its just like them. I never should have believed that I'd go to France. I never should have thought that I might be leaving in merely a month for Europe. I was naive to allow myself to believe in my dad. There he goes again, letting me down. I cried. I cried so hard. It was as if everything I've ever wanted suddenly came crashing down, the way he just gave up.

You're probably wondering what I'm blabbling about. Yesterday my dad told me we're not going to france. Yes, it was that frank. He got cold feet or something. The prices rose. If only he had booked it when he was supposed to!!!!!!! GOD! Then the prices wouldn't have affected anything! but no, he didn't do it when he was supposed to!! he procrastinated!! he PRICRASTINATED!! Does he know how much I was loooking forward to that? Does he? either he doesn't, which would make him very stupid, or he doesn't care, which would make him inhumanly heartless.
Other than being let down, terribly, there're horrible rumors about me spreading about school. This fuc*ing terrorist named OMED who is SUCH a racist, terrorist, SEXIST little piece of shi* is telling people Im GAY.....like, wtf? Really? Gay? Huh? WHUT?! Wow. Of all the GAY rumors to make. Really, Omed? Are you that retarded? God. I hate him. Like, i loathe him. He's such a sexist, racist. He's racist against whites, against asians, against jews, he likes black people and arabs =P And if you're not one of those races he'll make fun of you. He's such an as*. he thinks he's cool. he think's he's smart. When he's far from it. You should hear him in english. he tries to act so smart, but everything that comes out of his mouth is stupid and desperate sounding.
And for all of you too stupid to figure it out [sorry >_< that was harsh of me] I am a girl who likes peeps of the opposite sex O_O; Omed's probably gay >__> he looks it. He, like, jels his hair and wears socks that come to his knees. no joke. i swear by that.
anywhoo,

I'm tired. Just got back from shopping. We didn't do any shopping though. I'm broke!! we tried on random prom dresses, that was fun. I thought I actually looked pretty in them^^
Then we ate ice cream. T'was good and icy-like x]

umm....oh!! also today we had to go and play with this orchestra from Flordia. They were so stuck up. they took all the seats in the front and made all of my orchestra people sit in the back. like, ALL of us, cellos, violins, violas, were all in the back!! they were soo snobby like ohhh we're cool. and if you were talking they'd turn around like SHUT UP! grr.
anywhoo,  we got a break and me and my friends ran around the school xD we had races!!! then I chased "little children" like GIVE ME A HUG!! HAR! HAR! HAR! they screamed all exaderatedly and ran away xD

omg. my friends and I ran into the 8th grade hallway and it was all abandoned and we went into the boys' bathroom xD we're such weirdos but i wanted to see what it looked like....and it was quite different =O

anywhoo. yeah. t'was weird. I'm still sad...about france...i've never been so let down in my life.
everythign's going wrong =P

machii - signing off!
--
have you ever been a little TOO obsessed with a song?
"You're always falling in disguise,
and too quick to compromise..."

IMA SAVE THE WORLD! Its on my list of things to do. ANYWHOO!~~ Hey, what's up? Thanks for coming; thanks for reading; I love my readers! And I'll love you even more if you leave a handy dadny COMMENT either HERE or at SABISHII-YUME.PICZO.COM. Woo!! I even made the link all colorful for you! So not to click it would be an insult. And in my cultre, insults are not taken lightly. I don't really have much to say today, either. If you haven't read YESTERDAY'S post, you should do so. Because I plan on referring to a lot of stuff that happened yesterday. And if you haven't read yesterday's post, you wouldn't understand much of today's. Simple? Simple. Grrrr. I was in a good mood until a few seconds ago my mom came in here all like YOU FOOL! DO NOT HAND ME BLUE FORM WITHOUT THE READING OF THAT FORM OF BLUE! so, yeah. Mother has ruined my mood. Darn her. DARN HER. So, you know that kid who I figured out liked me? I'd like to tell you the entire story...

Once upon a time, in the pleasent village of Georgia, there lived a silly little child with no life named Machii.
But there's a strange little village in the little village of Georgia called FACEBOOK. Now, Machii is not part
of this scary village called Facebook. Therefore, Machii has no idea that a couple of Machii's friends
were takling about Machii. Not in a bad way, just a creepy way. Heh. Heh. Heh. Anywhoo, one day
at the school, Machii's silly little friend, Siama, told Machii a terrible tale. A terrible, terrible, TERRIBLE,
tale of terriblness!
A few days before, another friend of Machii's, Bob* [name has been changed] had asked Joe* [name has been changed] who he liked. And guess whatttt?? Of COURSE Joe had to go and say MACHII'S name. [their conversation was over the instant chat thing on facebook]
Nevertheless, upon hearing that terrible detail, Machii has made it her life mission to forever, without a doubt, avoid Joe.
THE END!


omg. Was that NOT the best story you have ever heard? lol. jkjkjk lolololol. Yo, yo, yo. anywhoo, in other news, I asked my dad if he had scduled our trip to france yet. He said he would. That's a relief - I guess. I mean, I wish he would hurry up. Procrastination is not good. Not good at all. But, I really am looking forward to this trip. It is what I need.

Rawr. I haven't written in my story for days. Im hoping the Writer's Block hadn't returned during that time interval O_O

machii "..'cause that's alright, 'cause you know I love being with you and seeing you cry, but that's alright..."

I just love Luigi. He's the best, ever. Anywhoo, my day was really boring. We had the history CRCT this morning. T'was easy. School goes by really slow during CRCT. Like, REALLY slowly. Anywhoo, today kind of sucked. Why? Because I forgot to bring in my signed progress reports today. And my frenc teacher threatened to send me to the "CHAMBER OF SILENCE!" whatever the crud THAT is. Though, I REALLY did NOT want to find out. thankfully she shedded mercy on me and I never got to experience the CHAMBER OF SILENCE, whatever that is. Lol. But the day imporved as it shortened. I ate with lots of friends today at lunch, wasn't forced to sit with Yun ho today. That's always good. Hmm....what else happened? Oh. I figured out this guy likes me. Kind of confuzzled about that. I started freaking out when my friend told me so. It was the near the end of orchestra, I was like "holy crap, holy crap, HOLY CRAPP!!" Lol i don't really like him. that's the problem. He's okay as a friend, though. a weird friend [O__o] I just can't see why all my guy friends that I DON'T like-like WANT to go out with me, and why all the guy friends that i DO like don't like me back. Life sucks. Anywhoo, I'll keep you updated on that little subject too. Also, something terrible happened. Worse than running out of pizza. Worse than no computer for a day. This is the maximum worse-ness.... my dad was JUST about to scedule  everything for our trip to France from the plane ride to the hotel, when he and my mom got into a little argument. So he didn't scedule it. Plus, my mom kept making the point that there's another travely agency that's cheaper. I guess its cool to go for something cheaper, but each day we wait...we're postponing possibly getting a better room? or flight plan? Anywhoo, our scedule was to leave sometime in early June around 8 at NIGHT and then arrive in france [its a direct flight] around 11 in the MORNING. I'm happy we'd be arriving in the morning, rather than late at night. But, golly. Will I be able to sleep on a plane? Well, I guess I can. I mean, I've slept on a bus full of kids. If i can do that, then I can sleep through anything!! Then, on the last day of our trip, we'll be leaving around 4 in the afternoon? I think? and arrving back in the US of A, ATL airport, around 8 in the morning.

Sorry for boring you with all the random numbers. I bet you could care less. Also, I'm kind of depressed he didn't scedule it. I feel like it might never get sceduled at this rate.
Anywhoo, here's two bits of info that are cherry!!~
one - Only four? five? weeks or school left! then it'll be GOOD BYE forever middle school!!

two - oh...i just forgot....WAIT. no i REMEBERED! you know how Im always complaining about the dreaded Writer's Block? I think the illness has passed! Yesterday I added more to my story!! finally I got by the tricky part, and I'm heading for FINALLY concluding it!! It'll be the only story that'll be on my story site that's actually FINISHED [O_O] 

For Kisa:
o1/ No need to fear! English is growing as the 2nd most commonly spoken language in Japan!

o2/ Kimigayo or Kimi Ga Yo is Japan's national anthem. Translated: the emporer's reign.

o3/ Rice is commonly eaten with brekfast, lunch and dinner - and as a snack.

o4/ Japanese cars are like the englishs'. Steering wheels are on the right, and they drive on the opposite side of the road. Though, some cars are American, which'll have left-side steering wheels.

o5/ to slurp your food in Japan is complimenting the chef's work. If you don't slurp, its insulting.

o6/ In japan, you bath yourself with soap OUT of the bathtub and then go back in just to sit. lol
Also, bathing is daily and important. cleanliness is inspired by the shinto religion. Though, people not even of that religion in Japan still try to keep everything clean.

Today is the 25th. How many days are there in April? I'm not sure. But Im just hoping it'd just hurry up and end, so that May can begin and end, so that I can get out of school and go to...FRANCE!! Well, today I was SUPPOSED to go with my mom to confirm the trip to france...but, of coure, Travel Agencies are closed on Saturdays. Who would have known? Nevertheless, my mom and I went to thsi crappy cafe. I ate this gross cold, wet, mayo-infested sandwich-thing. [O_O] then we went to the gym. t'was interesting. I watched the Fairly Odd parents for an hour and forty five minutes...*twiches* Then we went home, washed up, and went SHOPPING! We went to a few boutiques. We were searching for a dress for my 8th grade Dance! I decided on this really pretty brown halter-dress. Its brown-ish with pink poka dots and pink tool. Its gorgeous. I'll have to take a picture.
Besides all of that above, nothing much really happened. I'm tired. And hungry for REAL food. Like, there's nothing to eat here at my house. I ate this gross heat-up asian food plater thing. It was so gross. But i was starving. So I HAD to eat the forbidden death food [>_<] Anywhoo, I'm really excited to go to France - not just for the sights, but for the good FOOD.
Hm...what else can I blabber about? Oh. I can't seem to regain my voice. I can't write! What's with this prolonged Writer's Block? sure if troublesome. I've got this whole new story worked out in my mind. Its terminator-based. I'm taking a break from my last story. I need a break from writing, I think. Oh, wellz. I'll keep trying to break this spell of writer's block. Hopefully it isn't contagious!
And, as promised, here's your Japanese random fact, Kisa:
If you ever go to Japan, or China for that matter, you could get your hands on a UNcostly yet very advanced cell phone. Yes, very random. But I thought it might be interesting. More interesting than anything about food ettiquete, right? Anyway, on with the point, in Japan you can buy cellphones which are generations ahead any western gadgets for really low prices. Of course it might be kind of weird since its in Japanese, but their cell phones are still pretty cool!
Another fact: You might know this but, Japan has advanced toilets too. Usually the public ones are really mechanical looking. they have a little board with different buttons to press which do different things. Its a little weird. But, perhaps useful?

machii xx i'll add more facts later^^

Heylo! Well. Yesterday I left a really depressing post. But today I plan to do a '360' & change that saddness to happiness!! *spins* Anywhoo, today was a Friday! Friday begins the weekend. and the weekend brings calm in its wake. I love the weekend. You can sleep in, go to sleep uber late, act weird all day long, and most importantly: no SCHOOL. Nevertheless, today we had the "science" part of our 7-day long.......
 
Criterion-Referenced Competency Tests [aka: CRCT.] and, my, was this a hard exam. Math, reading, & language arts, were all so easy for me. I remember learning about all the stuff on the test.... I just couldn't remember any of it from class. None of it "clicked" for me, I guess. Its strange because usually I exceed on the science part of the CRCT. And last year I absolutely LOVED science. Now I dread it. Not only because its SO boring, but because I don't understand anything at ALL. Yes. I know the font changed. I'm too lazy to change it.

Anywhoo, today after school I met Olivia and Pearl at the movie theater. Lol. And guess whatz? We all wore....SANTA CLAUSE HATS!!!! lol all three of us!! so we went into the movie theater, and we were like the only ones in there besides the people who worked there. Anywhoo, we came an hour early O_O so we just took pictures in the photo booth the entire time. All of them looked scary xD and then the people that worked there thought we were weird. T'was funny.
We saw Monsters Vs. Aliens. Because we're cool-like-that, plus we're cool-like-that kids wearing santa clause hats xD
after that awesomness we walked down the street, it was getting dark by then, and we walked into....Kohls! a retail store. Anywhoo, we were about to walk out when one of my friends was like "Look its Simba!" so I turn around and, sure enough, Simba and *Alison were there. typically, I don't like Alison so much. She's kind of annoying. So I was like "ahoy" to Simba and then I overheard Alison saying to Pearl that her dad had died today. At first I thought she was kidding, trying to get attention - the TYPICAL. then she started CRYING. It really took me by suprise. I wasn't the one to like Alison so much. She's a real pain. But I wouldn't wish something as terrible as that for anyone. I was so stunned, so horrified, so sadddned for her. I hugged her. I told her to "feel better soon" but I knew my words were meaningless. Nothing would fix the emptiness she now feels. I feel so terrible, I wish I could do more for her. But I can't. That's as simple as it gets. Words can't bring someone back.

After that we went to Starbucks. The dude that worked there found our hats to be very funny. He kept staing at us like "hee hee hee" we were like "okay...*runs away*" I got a strawberries and cream frapacchino. Then we walked over to Chickfilet, sat outside, and prank called some friends. T'was funny. Oh, and these two really bitc*y girls from out school drove through the drive-thru in their mom's black expensive convertable like "yoo we soo cool" and as they drove away Pearl spat green tea "in their general direction", as Olivia said.

Over all, besides Alison's terrible misfortune, the night was good.
Leave a comment. thanks to those who are reading^^

Also, guess what?
Tomorrow...
me and my mom are going...
to the TRAVEL AGENCY...
to CONFIRM...
our....
trip...
to...
PARIS, FRANCE!!!


*name was changed to keep privacy secure

Hey. Okay, let's begin with the usual: Sorry! Sorry I didn't post anything for a while. Last night I was up all night with science homework. Gosh do I hate science. Like, litterally. Its the worst thing ever. Anywhoo, before I start ranting..I'd like to appologize for something. Im sorry when I always complain about no comments, and such. At first I only looked at it through my prospective. Like, I was thinking "awww no one's coming! no one's reading MY posts!" but, I didn't stop to think about anyone else. I mean, yeah. I was just so selfish when I say things like that. so, when I say it again, which I probably will, just ignore me. [xD]
Anywhoo, my life has kind of sucked lately. Firstly, my cat [I almost typed 'dad' O_O] my CAT peed on the nice sofa in the living room, AGAIN. this would be the 3rd time. That sofa's REALLY expensive. And my parents were really mad. It might have even put my French trip in jeprody. If they have to pay for another, we won't be going to europe. So Im really depressed. Plus, we might have to get rid of my cat. I cried so much last night, for my cat's sake and for our French trip's sake too. Things have really sucked. I just can't wait till school ends. Maybe summer'll bring some relief from all this sorrow in my life.
Besides all that, I'm really depressed for another silly reason. I don't even know why I feel down. Oh. Maybe its because one of my closest friends that I love SO much and I are growing SO far apart. Today I visited her nany, who is moving, to say good bye. I loved her too. she was like a friend too. And i was in my old friend's neighborhood recalling all the good times I spent there, in that house, in the backyard, in the pool, on the trampolin, and it just brought back soo many memories. I really do miss her. I dont know if she misses me. My life has gone astray. Im just praying that high school'll bring something good back to my life because middle school seems to have sucked all my happiness I gained in elementary away.

Sorry, Kisa~! no japanese lesson tonight~ perhaps next time? Sorry >_< Don't have time!

My avatar be Gerard-afied! Anywhoo, sorry for the lack of posting lately. I feel bad about that. I don't even know if anyone is checking this much anymore. Oh, well. I might as well continue to document my tediousness whether it is viewed or not. Well, anywhoo, I must make this very clear: SCHOOL SHOULD GO DIE! IN A PIT!! IN A DITCH!! WHERE IT CAN'T BE FOUND!! BAHAHA. Err, sorry about that. Ehehe. Anywhoo, if you didn't pick up my obvious hatred from that last outburst...I might as well make it crystal: I really do loathe the thing called "school." Why do adults torture us so? Do they REALLY think someone as stupid as me will use leneur equations in my future job? Nopers. Ima be a TRUCKER! lol. That'd be sad, eh? Anywhoo, I be a rantin'! Hm...what else can I talk about? *thinks* Gosh darn it. Nothing coming to mind. ....BRAING BLAST! Omg, don't you guys HATE people who think they're all bad asss?? I uber hate people like that. Today in PE Siama and I were a team, playing pickle ball, and we had to play against two girs who think they're TOTALLY uber BA. Like, its SAD to watch. One of them looks like a man O_O;; no joke. I know that was a mean thing to say, but she's a really mean person too. So, its like Im giving her a taste of her own...disgusting...manly medicen O_O ew. manly medicen. ANYWHOO, gah.. I can't even begin to explain them. They're cruel individuals. What do you imagine when you think of "class bully?" A real burly guy who beats up smaller guys? Well take that and minus a little testosterone and you've got these too. Wow. that described them perfectly. but they're MEAN. like, one time they chucked the ball at me and it like slapped me in the face. then they laughed. i was like *sobs*
...
Wow. Okay. I'm going to stop having pitty parties now^^
Lets go onto happier things!
...IM GOING TO FRANCE IN JUNE, FTW!
We're supposed to stay in this UBER hotel in Paris. We're also planning on visiting Spain and Italy and Germany and Switzerland and Belgium and England! OMG. i've never been to europe! so im UBER excited!! *spin*
I've decided Im going to dedicate pictures to ALL my BEST friends^^

CRCT starts on Tuesday. Yay. heh.

I absolutely love this avatar. She's so cute. I think I'm going to have to steal her outfit. and those bracelets, of course. Oh! and her glasses, too. ANYWHOO, guess what, gangsters? I actually have somthing worth-while to blahblahblah about!! Great, isn't it? Oh, & thanks to all the trend-setters that read my blog yesterday. It was boring, I know, I'm well aware of that little fact. No need to point it out. Oh, and I'm just so gosh darned happy because lots of my friends are getting blogs that didn't have them before! Yeah! Soon all of piczo will move onto Livejournal [O__o] Bad for piczo, good for livejournal. My, my, how the fads change. Well, onto the point of this post!...
Hm, school, school, what happened at school? I actually TALKED with my ex today in PE. We talked. Talked, Me. Him. Spoke. Civilly. Litterally, dudes and dudettes. This is big. Why, you might be wondering? Because we havn't had a normal conversation in two years. Two years. He's moved on, like, totally. But i still miss him. I want to be friends with him still. Nevertheless, I'll tell you what out conversation was about. I asked him if Siama looked like a tortus. And he agreed. Then we started talking about how this other girl looked like a cockroach. Yesh, I know, sounds mean, but....   she's kind of a pain in the arse, if you catch my drift, yo. Lol & my ex was a poller bear. And then this other girl didn't look like any animals so we named her "football." What was Machii? Simple. A cat, naturally. I'm looking forward to orchestra tomorrow because we're not doing anything so we just get to talk for an hour. That's close to heaven. Also, I got my french hearing-test back. I got an 88. That's good. Like, it was uber hard. But with my MAD french skills I overcame the weird french people's rapid and accented diologue! Most weren't as lucky as I. Then on the BIG french test I got an 81. Thanks to my random paragraph at the bottom I got a B xD Go me, go me.
Just like you i'm still waiting, eagerly, for those pictures Siama keeps promising me she'll send me. She keeps blaming it on her mom. Yeah, I don't get it either. Confuzzling! Nevertheless, after school I had to go to the high school [WHICH IS HUGE, BTW!] and perform in a concert with the 12th grade philharmonic. T'was scary. all those kids were staring at us like "YO AIN'T GOT NO RYTHEM! GET YO ULGY FACES AWAY BEFORE YOU GIVE US DA UGLY DISEASE!!!" lol lol lol not really. some were really nice, the high schoolers. Some were kind of mean. but that's to be expected. They're probably blogging about me like "Leik, OMG! There was this weird middle schooler girl who was skipping down the halls trying to act fly like me!" or something. Silly high schoolers. They're just jelous of my ugly pants. OMG! my mom made me wear her khaki MOM PANTS~!!! you all know what mom pants are, right??? They come up REALLY high? Yeah. THOSE. They were U G L Y. Wearing those and a white blouse I looked like the people who go on safaris in Africa, just less glamourous and really retarded xD I looked like i was going to hunt girafs or something >_<

Well. that's enough weirdness for one day, I presume.
And yeah, the WRITER'S BLOCK has continued!
DANGGGG YOUUUUU WRITTTERRRSSSSS BLOOOOCCCKKKK!!!!! *echoes, echoes, echoes*