Ive gotten lazy

Since I've been working on december, my life has been going rather slowly.
I know, its like january.
>_<
You guys dont even read my fucking blog.
Screw you.



Eh. This is for reading when im in my older, senile years anyways. Im going to be an old, awesome grandma. HOPEFULLY.

Because there are 25 things wrong with 2009:
1. My hair is crap.
2. My personality is warped.
3, My phone is shit.
4. The guy I like doesnt know I like him
5. Even though I may look like I have spunk, I have 0% courage
6. I'm gaining weight.
7. I am a pessimist.
8. My face is growing increasingly paler
9. I like depress-ed things (OMG IM BECOMING SUNAKO.)
10. My rbg group is ... my rbg group.
11. I adore their hair.
12. I've lost my japanese anime accent.
13. My boobs grew. (Srry to the male readers...if there are any)
14. My confession strategy was a fail.
15. I dont like the dood I liked anymore.
16. I liked Matt.
17. I started using the word like.
18. I have become emotionally distant.
19. No I am not on PMS.
20. I dont like reminiscing Europe.
21. I hate my lil brother.
22. Ive started drinking soymilk.
23. I've started wearing pink.
24. I feel like dying my hair.
25. I wish I had a life.

December is coming out on book shelves 2010 so look out.
The december trilogy is sure to blow your effing mind.
>_< My dad is yelling at me.
Melon is working on escaping.
I is working on Eternal. ;D
ITS SO AWESOME I CANT EVEN TELL YOU HOW AWESOME IT IS.
If you readers are interested, here is an excerpt for release:


I woke up to find myself lying in a bed with bandages wrapped around my head. The headache was gone and I felt much better. I checked my watch. It was 9:00. It was second period.
I sat up. It was time for second period, I had to go.
“She was just playing basketball and she suddenly collapsed,” I heard Ren say.
“She was exhausted and she had a splinter wedged into her head,” the nurse explained. I felt my head and there was one area that was warmer than the others which I assumed was blood.
“Is she going to be okay?” he asked.
“Yes, I removed the splinter and had her take some asprin,” she informed Ren. When did I take asprin? “But it was a miracle that she was able to stand.”
“Is her injury serious?”
“I’m perfectly fine. I just need to get back,” I snapped from the bed. I pulled the sheets off of me and tossed them across the bed. I felt a little dizzy.
“You should rest dear. Your injury is quite severe,” the woman with the gentle expression told me. She walked over to me and stroked my hair. I pulled away. My instincts told me that there was something off about her.
“Well, I know what’s best for me. And I want to go back to class,” I retorted, shrinking back even further. I felt unusually pissed off today. I wanted to blame it on my period, but that passed a while ago.
“Nerd,” scoffed Ren. Even when I was injured, Ren would always find a way to make it worse.
“Heh. At least I’m not on the verge of failing,” I guffawed. His face turned paler as I started laughing.
“How did you-“he started.
“How did I know?” I smirked as I completed his sentence for him. “I have connections.” The truth was, I didn’t have any contacts or connections. I had a keen eye and a brain that memorized everything. I knew a lot about most people. I knew enough to be called a stalker, but no one knew how much I knew about them. At least, I didn’t think they did.
That was followed by an awkward silence that lasted until Nurse Miyoko started talking.
“I guess it’s fine if you go back to your class,” she said. “But be more careful next time. Have this young man go with you. I had Ms. Fraun get your bag and your clothes so you could change.” I crossed my arms. There were two things that bugged me at the moment. One was the fact that I had to go back with Ren which would induce “oooh”s when we re-entered the room. The other thing was Miyoko’s hair and sincere face. Somehow her straight blond hair, her eccentric way of helping people and gentle looking face scared me. Her smile gave off a creepy sense of déjà vu.
I walked behind a wall since there was nothing to change behind. I suddenly remembered that Ren was there.
“Ren, don’t be a pervert, face the other way,” I said half-heartedly. I didn’t mind. I never cared too much about guys being perverts. Besides, this time it was Ren. I saw him get potty trained when we were young.
Regardless, Ren faced the other way and I started pulling off my clothes. I didn’t feel like re-adjusting my panties so I left them as they were. I pulled my skirt up and pulled my polo shirt down. I adjusted my leggings and my hairband, grabbed my torn up excuse for a backpack and jumped out. The whole process took less than a minute to finish.
“You…Your…” Ren started. “Erm.” His talking was muddled.
“Speak up,” I said. “I cant hear you if you don’t speak louder.”
“Um,” he mumbled.
“What?!” I exclaimed agitated.
“I think he’s trying to tell you that your bra is showing,” said Nurse Miyoko with her overly friendly smile. This was one of those creepy moments.
I looked down to see that my lacy pink bra was almost completely exposed. Slightly embaressed, I quickly buttoned up my shirt and threw my hair back over my shoulder.
“Pervert,” I said dully. “Why are you looking at my chest in the first place?” It was a reflex; my defense against unwanted comments, allegations, et cetera.
Ren looked passive and grabbed the note Nurse Miyoko was holding out and walked out the door. I followed shortly afterwards with a “thank you” to the Nurse. No matter how creepy she was, I had been raised with proper manners. I walked as fast as I could towards Ren and away from the nurse. I celebrated. I no longer had to endure the Nurse’s smile.
After walking up the stairs, I noticed that he hadn’t said anything and he looked extremely solemn. He looked quiet. At this point, a lot of things ran through my mind, panic included. Was he mad at me? Did I do something wrong? A guy’s mind seemed perplexing.
“Don’t do anything that stupid again,” he mumbled.
“It’s fine,” I laughed. “It’s just a bruise. It’ll heal in a few weeks.”
He stopped suddenly in the hallway and turned so I was facing him and he was staring straight into my eyes. There was a ferocity in them that didn’t let me look away, no matter how hard I tried. He walked up to me and placed his arm above my head on the wall that I was now cowering against. He looked straight into my eyes and talked to me in a soft voice which could only be heard by him and I.
“First of all, it’s not just a bruise. Your head is bleeding,” he subtly whispered. “Second of all, you didn’t have to be so competitive all the time. It’s not like you are going to win 100% of the time. And third, don’t be stupid. You don’t have to be so strong. You have friends that you can rely on, idiot. And lastly, take care of yourself a bit more.”
He leaned in closer to me, so close that I could feel his breathing down the side of my throat. I shifted uncomfortably, sliding down a bit. “You don’t know what perverts are like,” he breathed.


-
Kya.
I still luv Ren.
Not Aaron, Ren. ;D
Look forward to it because its taking over my life.
Matty matt doormat is being a butt and not answering my emails.
Mike says to skip teh meeting today.
Rayne is being a bastard, as usual.

Love, love.
>.<
PFT.
love. is. dead
truth. is. not

Life isnt all that exciting on vacation.
I've gotten into the habit of painting my nails



LOSARS.
HAVE A NICE LAME-ASS VACATION~

Eternal December is rated R

For violence and other crap

You'll have to wait to see

-Juliet Envy Midnight Victoria VanSchulear

and her split persona

Faye.

Faye Evanhearst.

<3