vampires, oh my.

when i was six a man dressed in a vampire costume on halloween hid under a car and when i was walking back to my car, he grabbed my moms ankle. Ever since i have had a horrible fear of vampires. i had a reoccurring vampire dream for about 3 months, i was in a church and i had to stay completely still, while they had a service of the dead. it was quite creepy. Then last night i had a dream that i was a fancy princess knight, and i killed the vampire...... i don't know what any of this means but........ i got to wear a pretty dress. 

Musica.

http://b1nd1.deviantart.com/art/Balloon-Comic-1-77860182

read the whole thing. all 16 pages. you will not be disappointed. 

my recent playlist consists of

- I'm yours- Jason Mraz

- kiss the girl- colbie callait 

- die alone - ingrid michaelson

-  Lucky - Jason Mraz

-  Dancing Shoes- Arctic Monkeys

-  La la lie - Jack's Mannequin

- In repair - john mayer

ta ta for now. 

bippity boppity boo!

whenever i leave the house there is a list. a list of things i must do to be able to get out of this room.

• your room must be decent 
• you mustmustmust have read for school a depressing fine print book
• you must approve to mothers standards for EVERYTHING. 

my room is chaotic. if its not one thing it another. i have so many fancy things in my room that there really is no place for all of them. people have said how do you ever get bored in your room, looking around i see that when i do get bored, my room gets messy. my white desk is covered in paint spots. and glow in the dark stars are my favorite i hope to cover my whole ceiling eventually. i skotch taped things on the walls. so is it a boring room? no. not unless you can't get out of it. 

who says i can't play dressup?

It was a boring saturday, i made my room colorful and crazier, if thats possible. on te way i collected a fantastic dress up outfit. 

Civics

So far, all i have learned from this civics project is how to make really rude lies sound nicer, bs through budget cuts shaving off millions. now i know what politicians do. ugh. longlong longlong longlong day.

bottling things up.

your alone 'cause no one knows your feelings

they care, they just don't know

you want desperately to tell them

yet getting it all out would be too painful

pointless

they have there own problems

they don't need to know mine

i don't want them to feel mine

so i don't let them

a couple of minutes pass

looking down for a bit

by the time the tears reach my eyes

i'm over it.

so to hell with the bad news dirt on your new shoes.

i took pictures today, it was really nice out so i just sat outside in our forsythia bush fer a bit. i went inside and my mom had a lot of company over. i ate a popsicle and played  princess fairies with annabellaa. i'm having a lonely day today.