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okay.
so no one's reading this anymore?
then i'll set it to private...?

Three day weekend.
Yeayea. Thank the Lord.
because I am so dead tired.


Went to Halloween stores with the lizziebeth. I'll post pictures onto our little dA account tomorrow. [ www.comics-by-liz-n-tala.deviantART.com ]
right thurrr.

So i got my progress report :3.
B in World History.
Straight A's other than that. (Literature, Geometry, Chemistry, Spanish, Street Law/American Problems.)
Cool.

TALKED ON THE TELEPHONE TO MY DARLING SOPHIA.


my mom's yelling at me because I told her I'd get off my computer, "In a minute" instead of "right now, mom".
And now she's going on and on about how she's so depressed the only reason she doesn't kill herself is russ because he's the "only one who gives a damn about her."

...whatever.

I THINK I AM SO CLEVER.

My mom: -talking about the dishwasher- I THOUGHT I RAN THIS.
Me: Oh yeah? Well I thought Iran was a country.

so my dad's like.
"you went to liz's without asking me today. and you did on friday, also."
i said, "yeah. i did."
he says to my mom, "we gotta ground her or something, leanne." but i know the last thing he wants to do is ground me. he'd rather smack my teeth out first.
I say. "Why?"
He says. "Because I didn't know where you were today."
I said. "So what? I told Daniel and Russ. They knew."
"Why didn't you tell ME?"
"Because you were walking around the kitchen swearing for 20 straight minutes this morning, dad. I didn't want to have anything to do with you. You scare me."
"That's bullshit."
"WHY WOULD I LIE ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT? I don't want anything to do with you, and I'm not going to listen to you."
"I'm your father, you're my daughter. You do what I tell you."
Eighty thousand things that i've always wanted to say ran through my mind. i wanted to tell him he's never earned the right to say he's a father. and that that's the last thing i see him as. but i knew that'd make things worse. i bit my tongue and said.
"There's a reason I don't want to be home, dad."
He said. "Why? Because you don't want to clean your room or do the dishes or anything else I fucking ask you to do?"
"No. Because I don't want to deal with YOU."


And so ended that conversation.

my dad, by the way, is absolutely insane.
for the past twenty minutes he's been walking around "cleaning" in the kitchen. 
that is, he's throwing things out of the cabnits onto the floor, and then throwing them away.  the whole time, i swear it he does NOT stop going, he's swearing over and over and over under his breath to nobody about my mom. he swears for 20 straight minutes.
i really.. can't take much more of this.
he's mentally insane. i'm sick of dealing with it. i want my mom to grow some balls and divorce him.
i can't sit through this anymore. i can't live with him.
and leaving my house to go places won't help any, because then i just leave russ here with him. and my dad's always gonna be here when i come back. leaving doesn't do anything.

fricking a.

I'm alive, guys.
That last post was only slightly depressing. And I didn't post since then. Sorry.
But I'm doing better in those aspects right now.
Thanks for your support.

Just letting you know I'm still here.

Today went in my favour.
Because on the way to the bus stop, I found a $10 bill on the sidewalk.
So that just made my day good.
Nothing happened eventfully, though. Except for I walked into Mister Rugg this morning, and that caught me off gaurd.
During P.E. I had to run 7 laps (1.75 miles) in 20 minutes. That might sound so easy to some of you better runners out there, but I ASSURE YOU, I thought it was impossible. I mean I can barley manage 6 laps in 20 minutes. But my friend Diane has a stopwatch on her watch and she was timing every lap we did and counted down, like, to the exact second when we had to finish each lap in order to get them all in. And if I fell behind her, she'd keep encouraging me to keep up no matter how much i was bitching at her about my legs hurting. SO x3. It made me happy!
I sort of fell asleep on the bus. AGAIN.

No homework tonight so I'm definetly gonna get some traditional arts done. (Can anyone tell me how to spell definetly correctly?) Also I think I want to watch Dr. Phil.


145 days until my mexicanitaliancanadianlover.

My dad was being an ass this morning. So my mom and I went to Target. And.. she bought me a tv and dvd player. o____o;. Nothing huge or anything, jeeze. Just the basics. 13 inch tv for fifty dollars, and a standard dvd player for thirty. so it wasn't like we blew tons of money. But I'm really grateful for it.

Then we went to Aldi and got some food. In the parking lot on the way out, some stupid kid was blasting Slayer or something in his car with his windows down. my mom and i were listening to supernova (be yourself and five other cliches) so my mom was like, "Blast him with some Rossi." so we turned it up blasting as we drove by him and he was like ftw.
it was pretty dope.

Then i came home and called Aiko and here we are..

i gotta do my World History homework. Reading.. The Allagory of the Cave, or whatever.

I EFFING LOVE MY NEW MOOD THEME. I DIDNT MAKE IT THOUGH

New SN, in honour of my beloveds : http://www.myspace.com/supernova  LISTEN TO THEM HOLY HELLLLLL!!!!

FlVEOTHERCLICHES

the i in five is a lowercase L.

146 days until
 

Went to Meg's today.
Drew some pretty mother effing sweet drawings of Toby Rand and Lukas Rossi and Magni Ásgeirsson. Watched Luke on YOUTUBE. 
AND OMFG WE FOUND OUT LUKAS AND TOBY HAVE THE EXACT SAME BIRTHDAY.
Then we watched Cribs with Tommy Lee CUTEST FATHER ALIVE, Gene Simmons, Sebastian Bach ANNOYINGEST FATHER ALIVE, and Dee Snider.
Then we went to Blockbuster.
And then we went to Cub Food where we purchased some hella dope stickers.

Then watched the Jungle Book.
And the guy who does Baloo also does Little John from Robin Hood and O'Mally from Aristocats.

It was so effing eventful, no?

Rofl
Then went to the gas station with my mom.
The cover of today's paper said "POLYGAMY." which is pronounced poll-ih-gah-mee. And really loudly i pronounce it how it's spelled, POLLY-GAMMY! and everyone decided to stare at me because it was dead silent.


now i'm eating soup.

k.

Not a bad day yesterday. Though, I don't quite remmeber what happened anymore xD.
There was a pretty bad storm though. Out an hour or so away, it got pretty violent. In Geneva, and what not. Tornado sirens went off a few times. Tornado warnings were in effect until 11 last night.
I, personally, was scared out of my mind.

I ordered a really dope jacket from hot topic two weeks ago. It didn't come. So we called Customer Service and they told us "Oh. That item is out, now. So we didn't take any money off your card, and you just don't recieve it."
And it made me so mad. Because it wasn't out of stock when I ordered it. And I wanted it. But now I don't get it. Gr.
So my mom said I could order two t-shirts.
I wanted The Killers. She got mad because "THAT SAYS KILLERS ON IT AND THATS BAD. WHAT IF PEOPLE DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? YOU CANT GET IT. THEY DONT KNOW ITS A BAND AT SCHOOL."
And I tried explaining to her that, unless you live under a rock, you know who The Killers are. Because of Mr. Brightside, and that jazz. But she didn't let go of her logic so I gave up.
I went to order my Interpol shirt, then, because I wanted that the most. BUT IT WAS OUT OF STOCK.
And at this point I was so mad and just ordered an Alkaline Trio shirt and a Story of the Year shirt to ease my anger, even though I didn't really need those shirts. But oh well.
Then my mom and I went to Baskin Robbins because she had a gift card to there. She got a coconut icecream shake, I got a caramel malt.

Then we came back. We watched Who Wants To Be A Millionare and Chain Reaction on my favourite channel GSN (game show network.). AND THEN I RANDOMLY WENT TO FUSE AND.. MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE WAS DOING A CONCERT! so i taped it.
And then we watched one and a half hours of Whose Line Is It Anyway?
And then at 10 I was so tired I crawled into bed and was out by 11.

I woke up at 6:45. Then fell back asleep until 9:30. 
So I got a lot fo sleep and i'm REFRESHED.

I'm going to Meg's today and then Willow Creek churchhhhhhh, if all goes according to plan.

Gonna be a good day.

My mom is so against me taking medications, and she's never told me why. She just said she'd "never" put me on them. And that there's other solutions.
I don't think she understands that I get paranoia and depression THROUGH HEREDITY. I get all my mental "disfunctions" or whatever from my dad's side of the family. So that could mean that i have something inherited that makes me screwed up. Talking about it with a fucking psychologist can only do so much. Medications might ACTUALLY HELP.
I tried to explain it. She wouldn't listen.
So I got so fucking sick of it and said what I've been wanting to tell her since fucking February.
"MOM. You say you want to help me. You say you'd do anything you can. BUT YOU WONT, because you refuse to even look into ANY medications, and you won't even tell me why."
And she goes off the handle and yells at me and says.
"YOU HAVE NOTHING MORE WRONG WITH YOU THAN ANY OTHER TEENAGER. SO YOU HAVE FIGHTS WITH YOUR FATHER AND GET SAD? SO WHAT? EVERYOEN DOES. I DONT WANT TO HEAR ABOUT IT ANYMORE."

...

I'm so . dsklfjsdf.
That just. pisses me off that she'd say that.
Really bad.


ftw. 149 days = lukas rossi.

Pretty good day. Nothing eventful until p.e.
Natasha got me, somehow, to play soccer.
SO we were playing and it was like 12 on our team v. 10 on the other.
and by the middle of the game the other team took off their jerseys so it came down to. lmao. 17 on our team and 5 on theirs.
and then this kid tripped Natasha and then a guy and then another girl right in a row and so three people were laying on the ground and everyone was cracking up

i duno it was just really fun if you were there


but i'm like. depressed out of nowhere so it hurts to type.
whatever.

150 til nupersovas.



(ALSO. I DID NOT MAKE MY AVATAR. i forgot the name of who did. and i'm supposed to credit her. so. i credit her.)

At 11:20 last night, I wake up hearing breaking glass coming from my neighbours yard, i thought. And it didn't stop and there was other loud noises too. Being half awake I thought peope were shooting through the windowsof my neighbour's house. And i saw smoke outside my window. I went to my mom's room but she wasn't there. So while walking down the staircase to the living room i looked out the window and saw flashing lights, and I heard walkie-talkies and people. So I thought cops came because of the shooting. And i got to the living room and half of our side of the street, all the people are otuside staring at my neighbour's house. and i look and there's two firetrucks and firemen are running around in and out of the house.
Dan, my older brother, comes inside and he tells me. "Amy's house caught on fire." I ask him if it's bad. He says "It's pretty much out, now. BUt the inside of the house is ruined. Go back to bed." I look outside while i'm walking upstairs and my parents were getting questioned by the police in the front yard.
And I found out the reason they were questioned is they were being asked if they saw anything.
Why?
Because the house. Amy and Dennis. They lived there the whole time we have. Nine years. But about a year ago this time their fights would get worse, and worse, and worse. You'd hear them screaming at midnight. You'd hear Dennis slam the door and leave.
It all fell apart and by March, they were gone. Amy took her kids Sarah, Kyle, and Shawn and moved in with her mom.
Dennis still popped into the house once and a while with his new girlfriend who was like half his age.
But the past two or so months, no one's been in the house. The elecric bills haven't gotten paid. So where'd the fire come from? There's no electricity in the house. It couldn't have been an electrical fire. Or any sort of accident. No one's living there.

So.. we're suspecting arson. And that was my night.


SUPERNOVA COUNTDOWN : 151 DAYS.

Eh. Today was actually pretty good. But I'm fed up with school.
This friday.. fricking a. I want to run to Meg's after school, or something. Or call a taxi. I want to go there so bad. I don't want to wait until my stupid parents get home from work. -le sigh.- I really hate her going to the other high school. I'd trade anyone at my school for her to be here.
Sounds like I'm in love with her. But. Rofl. I'm not. We're just slightly obsessed with eachother, maybe?!

ANYWAY.
SUPERNOVA CONCERT COUNTDOWN! 152 DAYS.

NEW BLOG POSTED AT MY MYSPACE.
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read it.

I went to the library. Got some cds.
Future Leaders Of The World - "Future Leaders Of The World"
Guns N' Roses - "Appetite For Destruction"
The Hives - "Barely Legal"
Meat Loaf - "Bat Out Of Hell II: Back Into Hell"
Local H - "Whatever Happened to P.J. Soles?"
& The Rocky Horror Picture Show new Broadway cast recording. (mainly for Aikoooo. So if you want me to burn you a copy, I will. I didn't know if you had it or not.)

And I got books. One of wild dogs in north america, one of African Wild Dogs, and one of random mammals all across the world. FOR REFS, MAN.
And I got a book called Rainbow Boys. Which is a novelll about three gay high school seniours, or something. And one of them falls in love with his best friend and something else happens. I have no idea what it's about, really. But Katie told me to read it. So I'm going to try. I dont read too much.

And meg hasn't been online all weekend. That really saddens me. I need to talk to her. I wanna hang out with her next weekend.

I got ten onion bagles from cub foods. i'm offically happy.

I slept over aaattt dopplezeit 's last night with bombing_letters .

So Liz and I arrived at Misho's at abouuut. 8:30. It took misho until, like. 9 to finally order the stupid pizza xD. Then we ate it. And thennnn. We just hung out. Watched House. And music videos. And an interview with My Chemical Romance.
Then we made marshmellow people and creatures. We madeeee House, Wilson, and Toby Rand. And then random other things like a mosquito and a sloth. Out of foamy fake marshmellow things.
Then we decorated our crowns.
Then we turned on QVC and this lady had a totally ugly shirt. So what does Misho do? She takes Liz's cell phone and calls QVC and gets through to an actual person at the phone answering place. And Misho seriously asked the lady. "Um.. The lady who is selling the bracelets right now. The lady on the right, I mean. Where did she get her shirt?" It was.. soo hilarious. Misho had such a straight face and Liz and I were trying really hard not to laugh too loud. And the lady on the phone was like. "I'm not sure.  It's very pretty, though, isn't it?!" And Misho's like "Oh, yeah! It is." lmfao.

Then around 12:40 we started hearing all these banging noises coming from the garage. And they didn't stop. And it sounded like a person was in there either throwing things around or knocking on the door really hard. And considering robberies have occured on Misho's block recently, we figured it was a robber type of person, and we thought they'd probably have a gun. So we were freaking out because the noises didn't stop for like ten minutes. So Misho turned the porch light on and the noises stopped for a little bit. So we were like "Oh shit it really WAS a person.. and now they're gone." But then a few minutes later the noises started up again. And it was so freaky. Because Misho's bigggg German Shepherd, Zeke, wasn't barking or anything. He was just laying there. And we were wondering why he wasn't freaking out because there HAD to be something in the garage. Even if it was just a raccoon or something. But it really sounded like a person.
Then MIsho's mom got up and we were all freaking ouuut and so her mom went over to the door to the garage and we foudn out that all the noises were was that two balloons, helium floating ones, kept getting caught in the ceiling fan and bumped around.
SOOOO the murderer turned out to be balloons.
And we all felt PRETTY stupid.

Then I dont quite remember what went on. But then around 3 Liz was sleeping on and off. So she heard half of what misho and i were doing xD. We went on her laptop and went on youtube and watched Manson things... And WATERING FLOWERS. And Chase. AND QVC clips ROFL. And then we went and browsed Myspace and all of a sudden it was 5 and I fell asleep xD.

We woke up at 1. Watched "A Fish Called Wanda" JUST TO SEE THE EIGHT SECONDS OF STEPHEN FRY AT THE END.

Then we hung out outside. and my hands hurt so i'm done.