"Losers Winning Big On The Lottery, Rehab Rejects Still Sniffing Glue...."

Sorry, sorry, I know. I'm such a slacker. I haven't posted in a few days, but I thought about posting!? Um, yeah......Well. School is out, it's awesome, nothing much has changed since the last post. My hair, (obviously!) is still pink, um...... I have volleyball today again, wish my team luck! I'm trying to decide if I want to under-hand serve the wrong way that my coach taught me, or the way that you're supposed to? I say screw the coach. I'll serve the way I want to serve! :X

I'm really excited for this weekend! SUPER EXCITED! Okay, Rocky Horror has been my favoritre movie since I was four. I've seen it more than 100 times -AT LEAST! But, for the first time, I'm going to see it in the movie theater! Also, we are going to the mall. NO, not the awesome one that's outdoors I have written about, but Washington Square Mall. I need to scope out the cosmetics section. Recently I have acquired a love for eyeliner, and in not only black, but in bright colors!

My grandmother hates it, my mother loves it, my dad is dealing with it. Not bad at all! But anywhoo, I need to get some very vibrant liner and shadow that I can use as liner. YIPPIEEE!

Today, because of the lack of solid topic, I have decided to list the weird things about me. Here it goes:

I try to speak in a British way whenever I think about it, but that's not often. Normally at school. Vocabulary speaking, not accent. Then I'd just look like a poseur and a dumb American....

I have this stuffed animal that I got when I was very little. You know. Some people have stuffed animals, some have blankets. That kind of thing. Well anyway, it's a cow named Claude Moo. I decided right there in Daisy Kingdom that it was a French cow. Odd, huh?

I like spelling theater, theatre, for some un-known reason.

I like saying shiz, instead of shit. Feckin, instead of fucking, and bey-otch, better than bitch. Not for the reason that I'm not ballsey enough to say the real thing, and I do on occasion. Normally if I hurt myself, for example. It's just that I like to put my own spin on stuff.

I can quote the dialog of Rocky Horror in it's entirety, without the movie in the background!

My mother says I look like Shirley Manson and Curt Cobain. I don't see it, but others, not just my mother, do. Hmmmph?

I have a great passion for Green Day! Of course. Favorite band of all time! Placebo is also, but I stopped counting as number 1, 2, 3, and so on. My mom listened to lot's of Green Day, when she was pregnant, and I would dance in her stomach! I also love Big Audio Dynamite. Mind you, not as much of the Clash.......(if you happen to be stupid, than I'll inform you that The Clash's frontman, Joe Strummer, died. Mick Jones, also in The Clash, formed his own band, Big Audio Dynamite. I call them B.A.D.) My dad played lot's of B.A.D. too!

I'm O.C.D. but have not been diagnosed. Why? I think I'm my own kind of O.C.D. I don't do weird little rituals, but I'm SUPER obsessive? Teedledeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!

I know WAY too much music trivia., WAY too much Green Day trivia, and way too much Rocky Horror trivia.

I can only play song from the 1970's so far on my guitar.

My dead cat sleeps on my feet at night.

My dad's house is haunted. I've seen the old man that walks the hallways, the lady in a white dress, and "The Shadow", and others have seen it too! I once slept on the couch for two weeks, and every night, I'd wake up to the shadow staring my right in the face! That's one hella angry ghost! The old man walks down our hallways at night. I have to keep my door closed, because my the hallway leads directly into my room. He'll patrol my room if I don't. Once, Levi, (my dad's, girlfriend's 14-year old son.) was using the hall bathroom, (MY BATHROOM!) and almost missed the toilet because the old guy walked in. Ewwww, I don't want pee on my floor! EWWWW!!!!! The lady will stand in your doorway if you leave it open. Sometimes she's in my dad's room. I didn't mention these things, till we all were talking, and the topic came up. We all wrote down what we saw, the characteristics of the "spooky people", and they all matched! I wouldn't have it any other way, now. I love living in a haunted house!

BYE PEEPS!