Rant of the Day

*Please note that names were changed for the protection of their pride today*
My rant for...the current moment: Conner and Max-two of my friends who may or may not have flipped personalities.
Okay, so Max is being...practiced in the art of douchebaggery. I don't know WHAT his problem is, but MAN that guy is annoying right now. Up until...Well, Monday I guess, we were super close. Now I don't know what's going on with him. He's always being a jerk and hanging out with a ton of girls he'd never usually be caught dead near. He nearly ran me over running down the street today, and when I called out he barely turned around. I shouted out, "Where are you going and what is your problem lately?" and he just screamed back, "I'm busy!" and took off again. So...whatever. Go have fun doing whatever Max. Just don't come anywhere near my house until you have your brains back.
Then the other wacky thing: My friend Conner is a total player. We're close, but he's always surrounded by girls in short skirts during school, so we never really talk unless I seek him out to say something specific or if we randomly see each other while he's NOT in a huddle of high pitched giggly girls. I mean, I love the guy, he's my best friend, but his girl groupies get annoying.
The other issue:
Conner is dyslexic. So he covers his insecurity about it with an abnormally large ego. He's really sweet, but he never acts like it. He acts like a bigshot. I guess in English class he's always cracking jokes and being his normal school self but needs help all the time.
So this chic in Tech walked up to me and asked what his problem was. I explained his situation and told her to lay off. She's one of my friends so she was just like, "Oh okay. I just didn't know. I would never laugh at him." Then she and a couple other girls just started talking about how cute he was and walked away.
He walked by and I told him that the people in English didn't matter and that he was better than them, no matter what he believed. He got really upset and punched a wall a few times. I told him (thought I'm still not sure the guy believes me) just how awesome he is and what an amazing guy he is and how they didn't matter. He went to gym and I found him after class and asked if he was okay. He nodded and hugged me before walking away.
That's just scenario one.
Okay, like I said: conner is a player. He's always surrounded by girls much prettier and more scantily clad than I am. And he hugged a total loser...in front of them. It was weird. Sweet, but weird for him.
THEN I had a headache and he kept asking if I needed him to take me to the nurse. But he KNOWS I get bad headaches and I would be fine when I got home and took asprin. So he was freaking out for no reason, really.
And now I'm kinda pissed at our mutual friend who rides the bus with us. She kept talking about how: "Full of himself" he is. I defended him and she blew it off and said I was just like all the other girls in school.
Well I'm not. I don't take his bull. I see through it and will not stand for it. he's pretty much learned he can't lie to me very easily. It's just not going to work.
So now I'm mad at her. But whatever.
I feel kinda bad too. Because of my headache I went home instead of going to his meet(a sports thng) and I said I would go. But I just couldn't go.
So..everything is weird today.
I don't know why I'm ranting here. I have a diary. I don't use it much, but I have one. (Bet Conner would LOVE to read that...hahaha)
In his defense, he is a sweet guy. He just likes to hide his insecurity. He thinks he's got to live up to this image of the perfect guy but what he hasn't figured out is that we all think he's totally awesome (minus girl on bus) and what an amazing person he is. Even Hea (sisterly being) admited it and she "hates" him. I told her what the girl on the bus said and she got PISSED. But she never liked her much anyways.
Well, right now I don't either.
Conner willl NEVER see this (I haven't told him I have a blog) so I'm just going to toss this out there: Conner is not only very cute, but he's the nicest guy I think I may have met out here (I moved here last year). He pisses me off, drives me up the wall, makes me scream at him, has pushed me over the edge sooooo may times, but he's also the most thoughtful, considerate, and funny guy you'd meet. He's the kind of guy who would hold the door for an elderly woman and then tell her he'd never seen such a beautiful woman before. He's the kind of guy who can give himself but doesn't like accepting compliments from his real friends.
And he's a really good singer.
And no matter what he or anyone else thinks: I think he's pretty great. And I know he can do anything he wants as long as he can have a little faith in himself.
Okay, I think I'm about done with this rant. Latah.

I'm BAAAACK!

Me:So, I haven't been updating in a while.
Hea:Rainbow
Hea:I'm hungry
Me:Well dad's getting pizza
Hea:Did you fill this out?-stares at transfer form-
Me:No my dad did.
Hea:Oh, because it doesn't look like your handwriting -phone buzzes- That's dirty.
Me:Wow Hea. Just wow.
Hea: What time is it?
Me:Time to learn?
Hea: OH SHUT UP!
Me: So saint and fang got married on Skype. -gets stared at- Saint Fang of Boredom?
Hea: I know. What is skype?
Me: I think it's video chat.
Hea: OH. That's crap.
Me: Don't stab the candle.
Hea: Why?
Me: It's not mine.
Hea: Won't it just melt away away like an icicle. So when does Jay get home?
Me: Late.
Hea: What time? -pauses- I'ma gonna sit on your gum- oh wait that's mine. I'ma gonna sit on my gum.
Me: You're weird.
Hea:So are you.
Me: Thank you.
Hea: -polishes vase- That could look so dirty. THis is kinda wrong.
Me: Wow Hea. Just wow.
Hea: I'm cleaning a vase. I wanna shove it up Zach's butt. Maybe the stick will come out.
Me: He's not that bad.
Hea: hE wants a banana up his butt.
Me: He's got issues but...
Hea: He's got ten bananas up his butt.
Me: No, I'm serious, he's not that bad. There's gotta be a reason why he acts like that.
Hea: Someone is home.
Me: Tee-hee. You realize what I'm doing right?
Hea: I don't wanna know.
Dad: PIZZA!
Me: What?
Dad: -dances in with pizza box- It's the pizza dance.
Me: I'm typing everything we say as we say it.
Hea: Why?
Dad: Because she has webcamera? YOur guess is as good as mine.
Me: bEcause I'm blogging it.
Dad: She's workig on her job as a court reporter.
Hea: You're not really typing that are you?
Me: I am.
Hea: you're not okay.
Dad: -makes farting noise with mouth- Type that.
Me: I will. What time does Jay get home?
Dad: Gonna go pick her up in about fifteen minutes.
Me: Okay.-looks at Hea randomly- HI twin.
Hea: Legs up.
Me: WHAT?
Hea: What dad said when he needed the places from the cabinet below us. I just accidentally opened the cabinet with my jeans.
Me: Good for you.
Hea:-gets plates out- PIZZA!
Me: I'm bored of typing everything we say.
Hea: Good for you.
Me: BYE! (By? Bai? BI!? Oh how I hate homophones.)
Hea: -stares- You're not okay
Me: I'm the crazy twin.
Hea: And I'm not?
Me: ...
Hea:I rest my case.
Me:AS YOU SHOULD!

WHOOPS!

So, I sorta forgot my password...
But I remembered it at a random moment and now we're back in buisiness!
So, it turns out that Alex Lucine has a blog. http://www.fayzofthemoon.blogspot.com
That's rad to me, because I swear, I've grown to love Alex Lucine and Drake Merwin more than Max and Fang (gasp! well they're good together, so shoot me!) which is really hard to accomplish. I am a die hard FAX fan. Or MANG...just saying.
I'm writing a story about Drake and Aly. Puzzle Peices.
Speaking of funny people- SAINT FANG OF BOREDOM! LOVE HER!

Oh, and guess what? I wrote this fanfiction called Speak, for Maximum Ride. And I've got enough followers to start a freaking cult! This is super exciting for me and it feels so, so, so, SO good to be this appreciated! This is a real moment for me! I'm having my thirteen minutes of fame...well...as long as this story lasts.
I've got, like, 54 reviews as of now. That's a lot for me!
I'm so proud!
This thing is like, my pride and joy of the moment! I feel pretty special. Not as famous as Saint or dallascowboysncountrymusicfan (Dallas) but special enough!
I'm at the level I could start requesting a certain amount of reviews before a chappie (chapter) gets posted, but I won't. I'm nice. :)
And this remix is lame.
For You I Will (Confidence) Remix by Teddy Geiger. I mean, it's bad enough he tried to do a rock version of it and it somehow became a top hit! Does he really have to destroy his song this much? He's kinda dragging a beautiful accoustic song through the mud right now. :(
So anways, I've discovered a Taylor Swift song I actually really really really like! It's called I'd Lie, but OF COURSE it's the ONE Taylor song that iTunes didn't have, so I couldn't buy it right away!
But I can be patient...for now.
Then I just invest in the full CD at Walmart.
WALMART! THE STORE THAT SELLS WALLS AND MARTS!
I'm hyper. It's almost midnight.
I need to sleep.
But...I can't sleep.
I already tried.
So now I'm sitting on my bed and periodically typing, reading fanfictions, and fiddling with my abstinence ring. I got one today from my mom.
But it doesn't actually fit.
So it's on my pinky.
But it still counts.
RIGHT? CUZ I SAY IT DOES!
So...I'm a little hyper!
I HAD BROWNIES! THEY ARE BROWN!
Maybe I should invest in sleeping pills...
Why is there a song called Amazingly Fat Cow on the Teddy Geiger CD Underage Thinking?
Oh. My. Drake. Frickin. Merwin.
I just listened to that song.
Oh. My. Iggy. Ride.
Oh. My. Fang. Ride.
Oh. My. Leon. Scott. Kennedy.
Oh. My. Gale. Hawthorne.
Oh. My. Draco. Malfoy.
Oh. My. Some. Other. Character. Because. I. Ran. Out.
Wow.
I'm scared.
It's weird.
Wow.
...
...
...
...
...
O_o
...
...
...............I think I just pulled a Fang Ride.
....SWEET!


MOVING ON!
So, my friends are in a MAJOR fight.
Personally, I think it's a little dumb.
But I'm going to let the drama just fizzle out.
It always does.
I give them until spring break.
If they aren't made up by then I'm forcing them together by shoving them in a closet or other small enclosed space with a lock on it.
And leaving them there.
For hours.
With only each other for company and or entertainment.
With no weaponry (for safety purposes).
And padded walls.
Maybe in straight jackets.
Yeah.
So.
I'm bored now.
Later.

Sup?

Okay, so I might have possibly forgotten that I had a blog to update. Not like anyone reads this thing anyways. Well, Grandma Reggie does (sup Grandma?) and Dillon MIGHT take a three second glance at this thing because I asked.

Whatever.

So- I discovered this GREAT song the other day. My friend Hea showed me (WHOO HEA!) It's called A Gorey Demise- by Creature Feature. And yes, they spell Gorey like that in the song. So, because I'm just such a nice, kind, loving person (insert snort of sarcastic annoyance here) I'm going to show you this fabulously-freakin-awesome song!

Okay, the link is for the video on you tube. The lyrics are below.

It's awesome.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zja0n92TxQ8

(Strange voices and music is heard, the voices chattering loudly in the background. Someone clinks a glass and fork together to get the atention of what is assumed to be monsters. All is silent)
(Spoken by a man)Alright, everbody sit down, quiet down, listen up. I brought you all here to recite the anual obituaries.Like every year, We'll start with A and we'll end with Z. Alright, Is the band Ready?
(Deep, toad like voice) Ready
(Man speaks)Alright, Hit it boiles
(Toad guy) and a one, and a two (music resumes)

A Is For Amber
Who Drowned In A Pool

B Is For Billy
Who Was Eaten By Ghouls

C Is For Curt
With Disease Of The Brain

D Is For Daniel
Derailed On A Train

E Is For Erik
Who Was Buried Alive

F Is For Frank
Who Was Stabbed Through The Eye

G Is For Greg
Who Died In The Womb

H Is For Heather
Who Was Sealed In A Tomb

One By One, We Bite The Dust
We Kick The Bucket And Begin To Rust
Give Up The Ghost When Your Number's Up
We All Fall Down

Ashes To Ashes, Bones To Paste
You'll Wither Away In Your Resting Place
Eternity In A Wooden Case
We All Fall Down

I Is For Issac
Who Lost His Front Brakes

J Is For Johnny
Who Was Bitten By Snakes

K Is For Kimmy
Who Was Shot In The Head

L Is For Larry
Who Bled And Bled

M Is For Marie
Who Burned To A Crisp

N Is For Nick
Who Was Pummled By Fists

O Is For Olive
Who Lived Life Too Fast

P Is For Pat
Who Swallowed Some Glass
Laa laa laa laa laa laa laa laa la la la.laa laa laa laa laa laa laa laa la la la. laa laa laa laa laa laa laa laa la la la.

(Man speaks) Alright lads, all together now

One By One, We Bite The Dust
We Kick The Bucket And Begin To Rust
Give Up The Ghost When Your Number's Up
We All Fall Down

Ashes To Ashes, Bones To Paste
You'll Wither Away In Your Resting Place
Eternity In A Wooden Case
We All Fall Down

Q Is For Quentin
Who Took The Wrong Trail

R Is For Reyna
Who Rotted In Jail

S Is For Steve
Who Was Shot With A Bow

T Is For Tori
Who Froze In The Snow

U Is For Urich
Who Trampled By Hooves

V Is or Vanessa
Who Fell Off A Roof

W Is For Will
Who Was Hit By A Car

X Is For Xavier
Who Sunk In The Tar

Y Is For Yessy
Who Fell From A Plane

Z Is For Zack
Who Simply Went
Insane

Told you it was awesome, didn't I? WHOO! This song reminds me of Dillon.

As some of the people seeing this may know, the Maximum Ride movie is going to be released sometime next year. All I

have to say is, if Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson are playing Max and Fang, I won't even bother going to the movie. I

actually liked Twilight a lot until I saw the movie.

DOWN WITH CATHERINE HARDWICK! If you are against the cast director Catherine Hardwick's cast choice for Max and

Fang (Stewart and Pattinson) sign the petition, created by St. Fang of Boredom.

http://www.petitiononline.com/axtoksrp/petition.html

Now, do yourself a favor and check out St. Fang of Boredom

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1209403/St_Fang_of_Boredom

And so far, this is the best fan made trailer I've seen. WHOO to this person! They get bonus virtual cookies cuz they rule!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLPLsowWeeU

Now, I have an actual life and it happens to be banging on my front door where I left it telling me to hurry up.

Christian can be very annoying.

L8r

Severe Inadequacy

Me: Wow....
Derek: I agree. Wow....
Chelsea: ................
*All three staring at email screen on cell phone*
Me: 12th grade? But he's.... and he's.... should be in....WHAT?
Derek: Rae, breathe.
Me: But he's-
Derek: I know. I know.


Wondering what's going on? Yeah, well, so am I. I just got an email that is making me feel vague inadequacy.
Derek: Vague?
Me: Fine! Severe.
Derek: Exactly. Hey, where did Chels go?"
Me: *shrugs* Who cares? Having her around is like having Effie Trinket be real.
Yes, people. I have read the Hunger Games. (LOVED IT!) Dillon and I could so freaking win..... well we could.
Read Skeleton Creek recently. Just borrowed Ghost in the Machine from BFF Hea. Hope he kisses Sarah. Probably won't. Wuss.
No, I'm just kidding. Mostly.
Can't wait for the new Maximum Ride. Can any of you? People are starting to win me back to Fang's side.
Anyone reading this read Gone? Just so you all know.... Drake Merwin- CALLED HIM!
Okay, I need to walk a dog, so I'll blog again some other time. Maybe after I start GITM. Until then, please enjoy this picture of Dark Mousy. (called him too.)
I don't own that picture. I got it on yahoo images. If it's yours- you rock for putting up pictures of the hottest phantom theif around.

First Post (WHOO!)

So...freaking...bored.
Not my fault.
It's my computer's.
My stupid mouse is jacked up.
My dad is trying to figure out how to attach crown molding to our walls on Google next to me right now.
I feel sorry for him.
Stupid crown molding.
Stupid Mouse.
Stupid fact that technically this is a free verse poem.
Did anyone else notice that?
Anyways, first post. Not the most interesting thing in the world, I know. Too bad. Don't worry, it'll get better once I start finding this more interesting.
My teacher suggested a blog.
Dark Mousy (Dark)- Yeah. She did. I was there.
Derek- So was I!
Chelsea- (looks up from texting) Huh? Oh. Yeah. Me too. Keyboarding teacher lady said it. She did.
Yeah, uh...those three will appear a lot. Except that Dark will be visiting St. Fang of Boredom (see Fanfiction.net's greatest author EVER), until October 19th, 2009. But Derek is my imaginary bf/locker buddy/editor that my friend made up for me at my birthday. Chelsea is my imaginary assisticant (assistant.) So they'll be here.
Yeah, so...yeah. Derek will hopefully not be a smart mouth, but I did not invent him and it is therefore not my responsibility to worry about what random stuff comes out of Emo Goth Boy's mouth.
Derek- glares- I'm not emo or goth.
Me- Sure you're not...
Anyways, I don't own any of the characters I talk about in here. Unfortunately for you, I do own this laptop and I will use that to my own personal advantage.
SO- raise your hand if you're going to go to the Corn Field Maze! (Raises Hand and waves wildly). You mean you don't know what that is? go to http://www.thecornfieldmaize.com
TOTALLY awesome. I'm going to LOVE IT!
So anyways, I really don't know what else I'm supposed to say. I'm not going to rant this time. Maybe later tonight I will. What? You don't know what I'm talking about? WELL THEN! FINE! BE A LOSER! Just kidding. Even my brothers don't understand my rants. Even Dillon, which is very sad because HE of all people SHOULD understand them. And Sean. So not the point.
Okay, when I rant it's usually about one of three things- a book, a fan fiction, or one of my stories. Yes, I rant when my own story doesn't go my way. I want particular things to happen, and I'm sure that they will, but my stories have minds of their own and so when I get going, even I'M surprised at how things turn out. Yes, that means I'm crazy. Too bad.
However, I will occasionally rant about other things- such as players, underage dating, REALLY bad music (see RAP), the theory that cell phones can give you brain cancer (that really scares me), abortion... okay, lots of things. And peanut butter. You'd have to read Flock Haven to get it though. But I rant about Peanut Butter ALL THE TIME! Seriously. It bugs the crap out of my friends. (Just so anyone who knows what I'm talking about sees this- I STILL don't have that peanut butter.)
Uh...I hate Fang from Maximum Ride, yet he's one of my favorite characters. SPOILER ALERT! IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHY, SKIP THIS PARAGRAPH! I WARNED YOU! Okay, if you don't care or if you've read it, when he ditched Max in book three and Brigid Dwyer, and Lissa all make me hate his guts right now. But Saint, my sister, and some of my friends are trying to save his skinny little emo butt from the good kicking he needs from me. Aka they're trying to get me to like him again.
Can anyone tell me how to find his blog on Max-Dan-Wiz because I really don't get it. I've searched and searched and CAN NOT for the LIFE of me, find his blog. Leave it on a comment please. Thanks!
(I stole the first part of this from The Sorcerer's Stone-Dumbledore)
Anyways, I'd like to say a few words before I go. And here they are-
Alakazam
Artichoke
Aardvark
Poof
Squib
Cheerios
Ouch
DOTS!
Caramelized Camels.
That will be all.
L8r.