you play the victim- and i'll be the bad guy.

not that anyone reads this....

maine is so beautiful. today i woke up at 5:30 and diddn't mind a bit.  i met a lady and she told me "if i ever had an inkling for thirst her door was over there" she was nice. the first thing i did this morning was, go down to the beach with some cocolate milk. the moon dosen't come out till about midnight and the sun rises at about three. haha. but you cant see it untill 4. i went down to the beach, and drank my chocolate milk then i got out into the kayak. i've been collecting the little yellow snail shells. i think im going to give them to julian. i kayaked to my grandmother paula's house. but i just call her paula. she is my formal grandmother. and the oddest thing happened. she invited me in for breakfast. i said yes. she warmed some milk for me and gave me a blueberry muffin, it was very odd since, she isnt the type of grandmother who does these things, we sat in an awkward silence aat the table. she asked me about my school. it was all very weirid, she told me she was reading manuscripts for the hudson review, my grandfathers magazine. then i was finished and i grabbed my treasures off the lawn. i kayaked back. went back to bed. woke up to a very loud banging sound. our cabin is not finished workeds had come at 830 i closed my eyes tight hoping they would go away, but they didnt. so i put a pillow over my head and tried to ignore the men i could see nailing wood panels from out my window. i fell asleep to banging and drilling noises, i have NO idea how. i woke up and everyone had gone. so i kayaked to the dock, where i met allison. allison is nice, she lives throught the woods. 

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.