BREAKING DAWN SOOO CLOSE!!!!

sos. i'm going to a breaking dawn party tomorrow, and i need help.

i don't know what to wear.

with that in mind, look at what i did to index cards. look below (captions say what the card says, in case you can't read it).

what it says: real men sparkle. (team edward forever.)




what it says: vampires don't need red bull.

edward cullen: sexier than you since world war I.

alice cullen: quirkier than you for as long as she can remember.

you know what? i just got bored with that. i'm just going to type out the rest.

jasper hale: charming ladies since the civil war.
emmett cullen: stronger than you since the depression.
rosalie hale: better than you since...well, forever.
isabella marie swan: has not lived very long (in vampire terms ;0]) but has shown the world that she is the clumsiest person ever.

"i prefer brunettes."
-edward cullen.

well, there's hope for some of us.

songs on the cullen family (bella included) playlist:
blood, blood
read my mind
dirty little secret
death and all his friends
clumsy
lovestoned (emmett...)
dead!
stop and stare (coughrosaliecough)
famous last words
your guardian angel
stay young
breathing
the harvard variations
grand theft autumn
slow down
no aiiiiiiir
the emo song!

it's so sad that there's no boys like girls. :'0[ oh well. i made a playlist full of music to play while i'm reading breaking dawn (-shakes, grins wildly, chatters teeth, screams happily, drinks more monster, passes out and wakes up covered in red, black, and white paint [colors of the breaking dawn cover. i am so obsessiiiiiiiiiiive] with an i love jasper AND edward tattoo-) and IT includes several boys like girls songs. all of the above songs (not including no air...i hate that song with a passion, but thought it would be cool up there 'cause vampires can't breathe...HA HA HA!) are on there, except i didn't have enough money to buy the emo song and my computer rejects limewire because of the dumb security thing. (wow. that was a long sentence.)

i'll probably write more saturday morning, seeing as i'm going to be freaking out about breaking dawn all day tomorrow then grinning wildly when i FINALLY get my copy at midnight.

another thing i started out meaning to put in this post: SOMEONE's birthday is coming up VERY VERY SOON. first person to guess who gets an internet cookie. here's a hint: it's not mine.

i'm just so friggin excited. i even changed my buddy info to my favorite part of the entire twilight saga. here's a copy, but just warning you there are NEW MOON SPOILERS AHEAD. I REPEAT, THERE ARE NEW MOON SPOILERS AHEAD. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT YET READ NEW MOON, THE SECOND BOOK IN THE TWILIGHT SAGA, BY STEPHENIE MEYER. THERE ARE NEW MOON SPOILERS AHEAD.

crap. it didn't do it right. (i do know that i could just erase all that, but i once read a book called the year of secret assignments, awesome booke, and it was all about this pen pal project. the six people it was about never really erased anything, they just let their thougts go down. so i decided to never erase anything, unless it really does need to be erased. awesome, right?)

i'll just tell you the page that it was on: page 452 of new moon, starting from "amazing" and ending at "i'll take it."

that is seriously my favorite part of the ENTIRE TWILIGHT SAGA. i've read it as much as a person possibly can.

new moon is my favorite, by the way.

this got longer then i meant for it to. i'm guessing it's because of the pictures. :0].

i can't wait until tomorrow. :0] :0] :0]

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sean isn't mad at me anymore. the world is right again.

once upon a time there was a girl who liked energy drinks and chocolate.

one day, she discovered that she was allergic to the chocolate she loved so dearly. she tried to take an advil and eat it, but she broke out in hives.

she wept all day and all night for twelve days and nights and then died in a pool of her own tears.

the end.

it's a sick, sick world when someone is allergic to chocolate.

good thing i'm not.

Viva la Vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singingBe my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums

People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh

Writing

so. here we go.

vickers and i are cowriting a story. i'm editing all her stuff for her and maybe even writing a couple chapters. hence the cowriting part. here's the link:

http://aworldthatsnotyours.blogspot.com

so, yeah. i wrote both chapter threes, and vickers wrote chapters one and two (and i edited).

i'm kinda (really) upset right now, 'cause sean is being mad at me for reasons which i cannot tell the world, as someone might read this and find out. so i am sad.

and you know, i still have to put freaking drops in my eyes from the dumbass pink eye i got at camp. i can wear my contacts again, but it's all UGH.

hold on, i'm going to go put in my contacts, as i just reminded myself to do so.

the world kinda sucks right now, you know?

Censored

by the way.

after i finish writing all my posts, i go back to censor it or replace it with words that are g-rated.

(this message brought to you by the motion picture rating system of america and di.)

Cell

i got a new friggin cell phone number today. and i dont friggin want it.

the one thing i hate about blogging is that my parents (who stumbled upon this page one day [dont ask me how, or even worse, WHY]) and pretty much anyone can just look on here and see exactly how i feel.

guess what, world? SOMETIMES I DON'T WANT YOU TO KNOW HOW I FEEL.

but, my father can just friggin look on here. my sister, too.

wanna hear about my morning this morning? too bad.

i wake up to hear my father screaming "DI! DI! DI!" im just like, whats going on? and he comes in and is all, "is your cell phone in your purse?" and he goes and looks in it anyway before i say anything. and then he says, "oh, it is." and then he leaves. a couple seconds later:

"DI! DI! DI, WHERE ARE YOU! COME HERE!"

and i'm thinking that someone's got in a car crash or something, and so i go in and im like, "what?" all groggy and whatnot. he says i need to redo my phone number.

so i'm ticked.

i do it, and then right before the last step, my phone runs out of power.

not the best thing to happen to you in the world. and it was morning.

i leave it to my dad to try and get it to work (and it does, he plugs it into my charger and turns it on).

i then go right on making my morning waffles, because i know i won't be able to get back to sleep. then i remember that we're going out for breakfast, so i have to stop my waffles from cooking (burning myself in the friggin process) and put them back into the friggin freezer. then my sister walks by and says, "are you packed?"

and that really ticks me off, because my dad told me to pack in the morning. (i'm going on a trip to my sister's place, in case you were wondering.)

so then we go to breakfast, after me rushing around to get ready, and i get better.

fun, right?

Braids

my sister is currently braiding my hair.

aw, crap. she just finished.

guess that means i need to end this post.