Happy? Nah. I'm home. Why the hell would that make me HAPPY?
Actually, this sums up my feelings of Halloween pretty well:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ztnPIUg1Z4
And, in honor of that singer, Skye Sweetnam (Or, if you're a follower of Sumo Cyco, Sever's alter-ego that she locked in the attic and doesn't really talk to), I am going trick-or-treating (Free candy. Hell yeah, I'm going!) tomorrow in jeans and a red hoodie, with blue hair.
(listen to the song, dammit)
I am also going to be robbing the innocents of their candy with my dear friends Dr. Chicken, Mrs. Lovett, and Sweeney Todd. We are going to be a great combination.
Also, the reason I missed -what, three?- book klubs (the horror) is the fact that I was in GERMANY. (Because I was conspiring on how to restart the Nazi Party)
No.
To be honest, I was there on an EXCHANGE program, with that thing people call SCHOOl.
See, I had a [Nazi] German student in my [refridgerator] house for [however long it took me to rape her] three and a half weeks. Then we, the [Nazi conspirators] Americans flew with our [Nazis] Germans back to their homeland so we could learn about their [political downfall possibilities] culture or language or something.
The only thing I really learned was that I am legally of age to drink in Germany.
Yep.
America sucks.
Anywhore, I may or may not be away again [raping little children who come to my house looking for candy] next weekend, so there might not be a Book Klub.
Thorny and Lex, I am not doing your mothers or your ridiculous punishments. I was in another country, for [Sumo Cyco's] Christ's sake.
Anyway, my step-sister agreed to go explode pumpkins (or, as the Spanish teacher says, 'punkins') in our neighbor's lawn.
Happy Devil's Birthday!
Go blow shit [up] for me!
~Too bored and sober KK, Land of a Thousand not drunk dances, USA.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
You've Reached The Answering Machine Of KK
Yeah. She's away on a mini-vacation or summat right now. And has no internet. She forgot to inform you of this, and just texted me.
She said she's halfway through the fourth Harry Potter book, and at fifteen books in the Book Klub right now.
She said that myself (Lex) and Thorny cannot punish her because she's away.
This is still in discussion.
But there's your semi-Book Klub.
She said she's halfway through the fourth Harry Potter book, and at fifteen books in the Book Klub right now.
She said that myself (Lex) and Thorny cannot punish her because she's away.
This is still in discussion.
But there's your semi-Book Klub.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Angsty Blog is Angsty
I am literally going to die. Between my step-siblings and the shit going on at school, I am going to die.
My step-siblings are singing. The eight year old male, who somehow learned what A Very Potter Musical is, has been singing AVPM songs.
My sister, who is a senior and our lead Soprano 1, has been singing every song within her range from Phantom of the Opera.
Ever since I mentioned that I had a song from Phantom (Point of No Return) in my head. While working on Algebra. So that's, like, three times the torture.
Also, my remark from... last blog (?) about the dead German student was referring to the fact that there are exchange students from Germany in our town/school right now, and we have two at our house. One for my sister, one for me. We had them both up for a full 24 hours since they got here, I guess they both stayed awake for the flight here, and we spent all night talking and playing cards, so they were pretty much zombies the next day.
I really don't want to go in-depth about the shit at school right now, for my sanity and for the persons involved sakes', but.... Right. The leader of the Coral Reef Gang, who usually sorts the rest of us out, is well... pregnant. And kind of unstable. Which fucks the rest of us over.
And another one, who I thought was done with her problems, who's a grade older than me, has started cutting again. And I sincerely thought we were over that. She's gotten through it once before, but that was when our "Leader" was stable. Which she isn't, at the moment. Which throws us all into inbalance. Another girl a grade above me is trying to help her friend, we're all trying to help the "Leader".... But between three girls going to a Tech school, my favorite seventh grader, who is pretty much no help in affairs with the older kids (to her), and our Leader being fucked over, that leaves three of us who are normal and able to help. Which really isn't enough with issues this big.
What I really need is advice with what the hell to do, but I don't expect that of you. Actually, it'll be a miracle if you're reading this at all.
Adieu.
~Phantom of the Opera IN MY HEAD, KK, Point of No Return, USA.
My step-siblings are singing. The eight year old male, who somehow learned what A Very Potter Musical is, has been singing AVPM songs.
My sister, who is a senior and our lead Soprano 1, has been singing every song within her range from Phantom of the Opera.
Ever since I mentioned that I had a song from Phantom (Point of No Return) in my head. While working on Algebra. So that's, like, three times the torture.
Also, my remark from... last blog (?) about the dead German student was referring to the fact that there are exchange students from Germany in our town/school right now, and we have two at our house. One for my sister, one for me. We had them both up for a full 24 hours since they got here, I guess they both stayed awake for the flight here, and we spent all night talking and playing cards, so they were pretty much zombies the next day.
I really don't want to go in-depth about the shit at school right now, for my sanity and for the persons involved sakes', but.... Right. The leader of the Coral Reef Gang, who usually sorts the rest of us out, is well... pregnant. And kind of unstable. Which fucks the rest of us over.
And another one, who I thought was done with her problems, who's a grade older than me, has started cutting again. And I sincerely thought we were over that. She's gotten through it once before, but that was when our "Leader" was stable. Which she isn't, at the moment. Which throws us all into inbalance. Another girl a grade above me is trying to help her friend, we're all trying to help the "Leader".... But between three girls going to a Tech school, my favorite seventh grader, who is pretty much no help in affairs with the older kids (to her), and our Leader being fucked over, that leaves three of us who are normal and able to help. Which really isn't enough with issues this big.
What I really need is advice with what the hell to do, but I don't expect that of you. Actually, it'll be a miracle if you're reading this at all.
Adieu.
~Phantom of the Opera IN MY HEAD, KK, Point of No Return, USA.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Book Klub 12: Gahhhh it's too late to think
I JUST got home. I left today at eight in the motherfucking morning, and it is not 11:45 at night. (The clock at the bottom of this post remains fucked up, and I am so not fixing it) Which normally would be okay. But I'm back on a school schedule, and I NEED my sleep on weekends. Didn't get any today. Well, last night. So this weekend isn't so great. Especially considering I still have a shitload of homework to do. -so not thinking of that right now-
Books Read:
1. Darkest Mercy
2, 3, & 4: The Iron King, Daughter, and Queen
5. Cryer's Cross
6. Haunting Violet
7. City of Glass
8 & 9: Crashed and Wired
10, 11, & 12: Buffy Volume 3
13. Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone
14. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
I'm.... gahhh... I dunno how far through the third Harry Potter (Prisoner of Azkaban). Maybe a little over a hundred pages.
Good night. I'll tell you more about today's adventures when I'm fully functioning then.
~Dead as a German Student (Tomorrow, lovelies. I promise. *not*) KK, Land of a Thousand, USA.
Books Read:
1. Darkest Mercy
2, 3, & 4: The Iron King, Daughter, and Queen
5. Cryer's Cross
6. Haunting Violet
7. City of Glass
8 & 9: Crashed and Wired
10, 11, & 12: Buffy Volume 3
13. Harry Potter and the Sorceror's Stone
14. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
I'm.... gahhh... I dunno how far through the third Harry Potter (Prisoner of Azkaban). Maybe a little over a hundred pages.
Good night. I'll tell you more about today's adventures when I'm fully functioning then.
~Dead as a German Student (Tomorrow, lovelies. I promise. *not*) KK, Land of a Thousand, USA.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Little Kids Are Stoopid
I'm laughing my ass off right now, to be honest. I crack up every time I think about it.
Right. I'm in a high school that is grades 7 - 12. I am an upperclassmen, so I'm not what I remember my World History teacher calls whale dung. I still prefer that you guys don't know my exact age, just know I'm not a senior or a little kid.
So, my best friend from the Clarinetland (I'm from the land of the Coral Reef Gang - the piccolo section. Long story from another blog post a while back) gets a text.
It reads this:
Hey this is Bryon do you wanna have sex?
And a picture of a condom is attached (She deleted the text, so I have no exact picture. Use your imaginations. You're big kids now).
Vicky (she already told me it's okay to use her actual name now) responds, after thinking for a while:
I'm sorry, who?
She gets a message back not too long after:
Bryon *******
(******* is such an interesting last name, isn't it? Yes, if you go kill the little creep, I will feel bad. So no last names for you!)
And so she responds:
Um okay. No idea who you are.
In the meantime, she got me to use facebook to see if I could figure out who this kid was. Because I was at her house at the time. So it comes up, and I just kind of look over his page (stalker? moi? nahhh.) and I see he's dating some eighth grader from Saxophone land. So I text the saxophone section leader, because I already know she'd know who he was, and she says he's a seventh grader.
That's right. This is a twelve or thirteen year old, asking Vicky to have sex with him.
Her exact words were: Holy Motherfucking Jesus.
Sometime after I tell her this, she gets another text from this kid who she's never given her number to.
Well, okay then. Can I just give you a hickey?
We shared a weird look over this one. Neither of us actually knew who this kid was. Or why he wanted to stalk Vicky that bad.
No, dude. Find someone your own age.
Then there was this:
But you're so much hotter than them. Can you at least give me a blowjob then?
Then:
Jesus Christ. Listen. I have no fucking idea who you are, and I suggest you leave me alone right now or I will have all of the hell my friends are capable of producing raining down on you every single fucking day I even see you. And I'm sure your girlfriend will love to here about this too. LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE.
That shut 'im up. She did tell his girlfriend then, too. Like a tattling second grader. 'Twas very amusing.
~Glad-that-she-has-the-friends-she-does KK, Somewhere, USA.
Right. I'm in a high school that is grades 7 - 12. I am an upperclassmen, so I'm not what I remember my World History teacher calls whale dung. I still prefer that you guys don't know my exact age, just know I'm not a senior or a little kid.
So, my best friend from the Clarinetland (I'm from the land of the Coral Reef Gang - the piccolo section. Long story from another blog post a while back) gets a text.
It reads this:
Hey this is Bryon do you wanna have sex?
And a picture of a condom is attached (She deleted the text, so I have no exact picture. Use your imaginations. You're big kids now).
Vicky (she already told me it's okay to use her actual name now) responds, after thinking for a while:
I'm sorry, who?
She gets a message back not too long after:
Bryon *******
(******* is such an interesting last name, isn't it? Yes, if you go kill the little creep, I will feel bad. So no last names for you!)
And so she responds:
Um okay. No idea who you are.
In the meantime, she got me to use facebook to see if I could figure out who this kid was. Because I was at her house at the time. So it comes up, and I just kind of look over his page (stalker? moi? nahhh.) and I see he's dating some eighth grader from Saxophone land. So I text the saxophone section leader, because I already know she'd know who he was, and she says he's a seventh grader.
That's right. This is a twelve or thirteen year old, asking Vicky to have sex with him.
Her exact words were: Holy Motherfucking Jesus.
Sometime after I tell her this, she gets another text from this kid who she's never given her number to.
Well, okay then. Can I just give you a hickey?
We shared a weird look over this one. Neither of us actually knew who this kid was. Or why he wanted to stalk Vicky that bad.
No, dude. Find someone your own age.
Then there was this:
But you're so much hotter than them. Can you at least give me a blowjob then?
Then:
Jesus Christ. Listen. I have no fucking idea who you are, and I suggest you leave me alone right now or I will have all of the hell my friends are capable of producing raining down on you every single fucking day I even see you. And I'm sure your girlfriend will love to here about this too. LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE.
That shut 'im up. She did tell his girlfriend then, too. Like a tattling second grader. 'Twas very amusing.
~Glad-that-she-has-the-friends-she-does KK, Somewhere, USA.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Book Klub 11
Gah. Crap has been going on. To be untroubling: my friend who I've known since I was little (she is older than me - not in my grade) is pregnant. And completely fucked over, to be honest.
It's late. I just got home. I played round one in a softball tournament (the rest comes next weekend), a soccer game, and a basktball game. So, a rushed Book Klub:
1. Darkest Mercy
2, 3, & 4: The Iron King, Daughter, and Queen
5. Cryer's Cross
6. Haunting Violet
7. City of Glass
8 & 9: Crashed and Wired
10, 11, & 12: Buffy the Vampire Slayer 3
I'm almost done with the first Harry Potter book again (finally got over my emotional difficulties and restarted the series). I love it so much, guys. I really do.
I'll catch you all later, hopefully when I'm thinking straight again. There's more crap flying around, I just told you what's mainly affecting my mood.
~Uncertainish KK, Land of a Thousand, USA.
It's late. I just got home. I played round one in a softball tournament (the rest comes next weekend), a soccer game, and a basktball game. So, a rushed Book Klub:
1. Darkest Mercy
2, 3, & 4: The Iron King, Daughter, and Queen
5. Cryer's Cross
6. Haunting Violet
7. City of Glass
8 & 9: Crashed and Wired
10, 11, & 12: Buffy the Vampire Slayer 3
I'm almost done with the first Harry Potter book again (finally got over my emotional difficulties and restarted the series). I love it so much, guys. I really do.
I'll catch you all later, hopefully when I'm thinking straight again. There's more crap flying around, I just told you what's mainly affecting my mood.
~Uncertainish KK, Land of a Thousand, USA.
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