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Looking back Over The Years

Tea and Solitude — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 04:30:51 +0000

I have lived through thirteen, nearly fourteen christmas, and I must say I am quite fortunate. I can almost remember every christmas, as though it was only yesterday. In fact, sometimes I feel like that. I was shocked to know it was Christmas Eve already. I had finished my christmas shoping, and my priorites were set straight.
Every year on Christmas Eve, my family would go to a christmas based church servies(how do you spell it?) It always ends with lighting a candle while singing Silent Night. It is one of those things, that you could truley never forget.
Then ofcourse there is always the episode of Christmas, where my older brother fight. Well it’s not planned. So we were looking at baby pictures- to my disgust. I said future pediphile of the world. He says, like he dose’nt do it himself, why do you have to be so perverted? He also hits me so I hit back, and then at some point, ny brother gets pushed into the china cabnit. So right now I am sitting in my room reading my book. And my mom says- Get your ass out here and take your pills.
So anyways, everyones cleaning their room and my moms complaining. Not suprising, she dose that a lot. And I come across a book, that I have been looking for a long time. It’s a rather good book, and I’m glad I found it, seeing it was overdue about three months.
I open the cover of it and glanced at the copywrite date. It was not suprising, that the cover said, “Seven Day Cheakout.” I always lose things, mainly becuse I’m a clutter bug. I had never recived any notice from the library about it, which was also very suprising, becuse, they always send me an email the day before it’s due. Great. The most ironic part about this discovery was, that of the title: How To Beccome More Organized In Less Than A Week.
So after all of this preparing for Christmas we go to our Christmas servise. So whatever your family dose to prepare for Christmas, weather it’s making cookies for Santa, Eating a big pot roast, which this tradgedy had occured at our house yesterday, where my father, who thinks he can cook- made what he called a pot roast. I ate one one bite of a carrot and a potato wedge, and was happy to leave the table.
Whatever your family dose for Christmas, never think it’s to weird- beccuse somewhere in the world, someone tops yours. Merry Christmas!

The Nutcraker

Tea and Solitude — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 21:48:21 +0000

Sorry that I have’nt wrote a blogpost in a while. I have been very busy with Christmas lately. There are a few things that have hapened since I’ve last been on here.
I saw “The Nutcracker.” If you don’t know what it’s about, I will give a brief exsplanation. A man who has magical powers, gives a girl a nutcracker, filling her dreams with a magical fight between the nutcracker and the mouse king. The nutcracker turns into a prince, and he takes her to his own kingdom, where diffrint cultures bring her gifts and dance. Exciting huh? Not realy.
I went to see it becuse my friend was in it. I knew it was going to be the “bad preformance.” Early warning signs flashed in my head, when we saw the charming Fred Philps.
Most people know who that is, but if you don’t you will be shocked. The whole family are all excellet lawyers, and very talented minds. But even with all the great things that people are, there is the ugly side. Imagen a group of people who are more homophobic than dear china. They had signs that said- Santa’s a fag! And crap like that.
I am totaly againts it- mainly becuse some of my friends are gay and bisexual. Fred Philps, now sits at home with a bullet proof vest on and wonders when he will be assasinated.
Anyways. After I walked past a bunch of these people, I enterd the theater, and take my seat. I’m nearly blind- so I could barly see the faces of the people. I do have glasses, but I chose not to wear them.
Everything was going rather well, until we got to the part of the mouse king and nutcracker battle. The tail of the mouse king, was sliding to the front of it’s body, and it nearly fell off. I was laughing becuse the mouse definently did not need that overdose of Viagra.
The second episode occured, when the set was supose to drop behing the dancer, during the sleigh ride. Well, it was a good idea, but the girl was just a step to far back, and the set feel on top of her. Were not all perfect, we may not understand at first, but as we grow up, we learn that not all things are just right, and that, nothing last forever. So are you just going to go through life, depressed, becuse nothing apears to go your way? Or will you decide to live every second and enjoy it?

Christmas shoping

Tea and Solitude — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 14:39:59 +0000

Looking back to last night, I remember that, I had come out of the mall, with a lot more crap, then when I came into the mall. I had just started my christmas shoping last night. Sad right? For moral support, and while we ate chinese, at least she did. I knew that my stomach would’nt corperate with the food court.
We meet up with a third party, (to my suprise), and the first thing we did, was to visit Hot Topic. It’s my favorite store, next to barns and noble. I picked up a coffee before we went in, and holding my breath, I walked past the Twilight Fan Crap, that had disgraced the store. It’s not that Twilight is bad, it was actuley a prety good movie. The thing is, I hate it when things get out of hand. Like obsession. The books scream cliche, from page one. After finishing the series I thought, that was a terrible ending.
Anyways.
So after visiting Hot Topic, we wen’t to Yankee Candle, and I bought my mom a $25 candle. We stoped in Candyopolis, where I was preoccupied, and completly forgot why I was there in the first place. My bus driver, always felt sad that she did’nt ever get anything. So, in the goodness of my heart, I bough two novelty, chocolate bars for her and her son, who I have begun to like very much.
So I wen’t into the pervert store, Spencers, and I bought my brother, a sexy swimsuit girl. My friends and I talked about a lot of stuff.
So general

Getting Coffee With My Friend

Tea and Solitude — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 15:50:15 +0000

I think one of the big reasons I became great at writting, is becuse, I have this voice when I’m out in public, in my head saying ” Don’t look at me, I don’t exsist!” But when I’m alone in my room, I have another voice saying, “Look at me!!”
For example, when I go to the mall, I always see someone I know, and either I walk past them and usealy, if that occures, I walk faster.
Now when I see the person on the other side of the balcony, and we bellow at each other, like a couple of dorks.
So, I’m in a coffee shop, and the girl in front of me, is ordering a coffee, and the lady behind me keeps asking her husband, what’s good. My friend and I just wanted to grab a coffee, but the girl in front, is arguing about how many bubbles are in the coffee cup with the manager. So my friend pulls out her cell phone. So while she’s texting I busy myself with the christmas decerations. So there’s a coffee cup with a Santa Hat, and I’m thinking, “Here comes Santa Clause, with a fever and Pain. I continued to think, and the next part popped into my head, “He’s got Alzheimers and a bag full of candy canes.” So the girl finaly got “the cup of coffee she ordered”, and we order our drink, and someone taps me on the shoulder. “Hey your that one guy from Summer Camp.”
“No, I’m not.” I say, he apologies and walks off.
So later that night, I’m of facebook and the guy who confronted me earlier that day. ” Hey, I thought I saw you today…”
“Oh, realy?”
So, when I sit down to write, I pretend that I’m with all my charecters, at the same time, I know that they don’t exist. So a writer needs an imagenation, to write, wherever you are- there is no exscuse. Write.

My morning Madness

Tea and Solitude — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 12:31:41 +0000

At six o’clock every morning, my alram clock sounds and I leap out of bed. Going downstairs, I start my morning off, with a good cup of English Breakfast Tea, and read a chapter of a novel. Then taking a shower and brushing my canines and molars, I grab my bookbag and I’m out of the door…. Not realy.
Instead, I throw a book at my alarm clock, and then slowly, useing all my strenghth, get up and take a quick shower. I then put on a t- shirt and my “Nighmare Before Christmas” jacket and a pai of jeans.
Brekfast is considerd by many people, the most important meal of the day, as my mom has said countless times, though not eating breakfast herself. It’s like the Nixon during the Vietnam War. Someone broke into the pentagon and stole some papers about what’s realy going on during the war, and sold it to “The New York Times”. Nixon retalliated by breaking into the mans phyciatrist’s office and stole the papers of the man who broke into the pentgon. They both got in trouble for there actions.
Anyways. So skipping breakfast, I head outside, for five long miniutes of freazing cold weather, waiting for the bus driver. Then I realize that my 10 pound biligy book, is not in my bookbag, and it dawns on me that I have my math homework in there… Thats how I start my morning.

This is it.

Tea and Solitude — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 23:46:20 +0000

So, I am new to this kind of thing, well, not realy. You might be wondering who I am. I am me, not to sound like I don’t realy care, becuse I do care who I am. It’s just that, there is no way to exsplane me. I am just me. I eat the same things you do, unless you eat meatloaf or seafood, those are the two things that won’t go down my throat.

If I was to tell you that I was 14 year old, dose it change your life much? Lately I have been very busy with the christmas season. It’s the most wonderfull time of the year? Wonderfull? I think not. My parents, who have long known, that none of my brothers or I, belived in Santa Clause, have resorted to putting presents under the tree fifteen days in advance… Realy? You have to make us wait that long? Christmas is quite a time where people are busy, and I take finals… dreading… dreading… dreading.

So that’s it for now…

I am writing a story right now. I am not nearly done with it, frankly becuse I just finsished chapter one…