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Well, today was "special".

It all started with me waking up, because I feared my dog was about to vomit. 

Ran, holding her carefully, to the kitchen and put her in her bed.

Then, I ran back to my room, fell back too sleep.

Soon she came back to me crying, since, she wanted to come back up.

I picked her up, passed back out.

When I woke back up, I was abnormally hungry.

I ate and ate and did not get full.

Really, I crashed my diet today.

Crashed it too pieces.

I was also in a bad mood all day, hmm I wonder why. 

After all the eating, I went on an ADVENTURE, in my backyard.

Not that great at all.

Went back inside, and ate some more.

After that I sat watched some kid TV, since my little niece and nephew were here.

After this, my niece and I went outside. 

I rode my bike in the front.

We played basketball.

I some how misunderstood my strength, and threw the ball over the fence.

My niece and I, ran into the house to get someone to get it.

Since, I  truly did not want to get it.

I have not spoken to nor seen those neighbors in years.

But, no one would help us, so we had to do it ourselves.

So I watched my niece while she got the ball.

She screamed and yelled, when I told her not to.

So the neighbors peeked out.

I waved and we went back to our side of the street.

BUT, my little niece did not listen to me when I said not to push the door too much, since, my bike was on the other side.

She pushed, my bike fell and got scratched.

I got really really mad, they always get me mad, especially when they do not listen.

When we got to the door, I told her to say sorry to my bike.

Instead she ran, so I grabbed her.

Then when I asked her again, may I say I was saying it nicely, she started to cry.

Just because she did not want to say sorry to my bike.

CREMA, IS MY BIKES NAME. 

If you hurt her, you hurt me, equaling she has to say sorry to the bike.

So she did sooner or later.

All because I made her laugh.

I put my bike away in the death trap that is my porch.

Went back inside then entered my room.

Then I had to go to the bathroom, since I am not a bike and have to that kind of stuff, and found something out.

I was on my period.

Who would have known?

and no wonder...

P.S.

Regina's new CD is streaming on myspace.

It is super.

It is also the reason I still have a myspace.

Just for music.

P.P.S.

I shall now spend the rest of the night writing.

Finally.

I hate Chemistry but I love her.

Dance Anthem of the 80s

Very Adorable.

Free Write.

Sunday afternoon, burning hot, feel like a pig do to all the sweat, not because of the Swine Flu. That is truly not that big of a joke to me any more, I could care less. In a plaid skirt, with a panic shirt that oddly matches. I am hoping to go off to goodwill. I would love to ride my bike there. The thing is my bike is still not so attractive, still rusty nor do I have a lock. My parents are still over protective, not allowing me to get used to the outside world at all. They just cause me to fear the world outside of this room. I am getting to scared to even walk outside. 

I have become too private, no longer really wanting company. The weekend is my free time, no body to bother me, except my parents.  Even though a friend of mine came over yesterday, she is a good friend though, one of the best. I really have grown to love punctuation, maybe it is a part of my obsession of trying to have grammar skills. Grammar is why I fear next year, AP English, what if I do DO horrible in that class. I can not deal with that, it would be a shot in my heart. I really truly love English, it is my future, my passion. All my past teachers think I can do it, well I have not asked Ms. Clampett since she was the one that said I was not ready for Honors, actually I think she was right. I have become a better writer. I can comprehend larger book much quicker now. When I don't I just take out my giant Dictionary,  that has every word that was invented before the 70's, that is a lot of words. I know it is possibly for me to read a large amount of books in a small amount of time. I did read all of the Twilight books in about a week. [So Cliche, I know] 

Music is my phycologist, thank to it I CAN BE CALM when I want to scream. Regina Spektor is such a grand help. Grand reminds me of Catcher in the Rye since Holden thinks that word is phony. I truly love that book, even if it may have caused the death of one of my favorite musicians. Poor John.  At the moment I am truly reading Night and Catch- 22. I say truly,due to the fact that I am actually reading more books, it is just the fact those are my priorities, these are since they are for school.  I believe I am soon off to goodwill, I love that place. I will walk the long road with my mother. It is our Sunday Tradition. I hope it all works out.