Is it cold in here, or is it just me...?

Hello everyone. I decided to write this on Safari mobile because it shall be short, so my app willn't be needed.
I wanted to just say that something (EXCIIIIIITIIIIIING *sings*) changed my life last hour, literally, and well... Sorry to say, I cannot tell you it here. :/
See, my last blog... it was so real and comfortable and enjoyable there.... I can't just start-over like this, with my LIFE, and talk to 'the audience' like they are all new people! I tried to write how I do there, even... But seriously, ONLY there can I be serious one day, crazy the other (or the next hour, depending,) and I won't feel hated if nobody replies... I guess hat just here I—I feel lost. I somehow think in my stupid brain of mine that there should be as many comments as there are pageviews, on this blog... Nay. Yes I just used an old word because I think that it's cool.
Further, I can't keep posting here.
My plan = Trashed.
I apologize for being such a rude bitch throughout eh, 40 posts here?

Goodday, kind sirs and ma'ams,

Naomi

No offense to myself, but.......•

My favorite peeps don't even like me all that much. *whimper face* Okay gahaha maybe I'm wrong. But here at this blog, I only have over a hundred views from the US, then in second is maybe 68 views from Germany, and one view from Japan.
At my other blog, "Seaglass Pirateship," Russia there is almost 200 views or else almost 300, and it's my second highest viewing country there (EPICNESSSSS...!!!!!), then Germany comes surprisingly very close in third most viewing... Obviously America is first though, with er..... I think it's...um..... 3,000 some? OK! I know that it's in the thousands, and not too far off from the total views which is 6,000+ right?? Like 6,600...+. Actually, no, I think that America has 4,000 pageviews there.... Wow...
Anyways, I just really wanted to thank my almost 900 pagviews here because like holy crap no offense to myself (for the second time in this post), but it took me like five months to fricken get to like, 500 PAGEVIEWS AT DRAGON-COW-AND-DINO/DC&D!!!
Whoo! So yeah, this is awesome... heh heh...
Oh and I recently started getting Anonymous comments there (how cool?!), and the Anon bookmarked my site!! (My other blog, sadly, but it's still aweing!!) And then I felt really good and got some self-confidence, because that blog, unlike this one (which makes me ok with it being that one), is all about my life and things about it, rather than what's going on in my mind and answering questions (which is this one). And I am 100% ME there, so to know someone I have never talked to likes it that much.... WOWZERS! :O
Well in a WAY I have, because that's how I blog there, like: "But what's your favorite color?" :Not that anyone ever answers my question, but I DO make ya think, I hope, right??!?
-_- Okay, I guess that doesn't matter because I don't use DC&D no more, 'aight...?
C.C Thanks for reading,
~Magic Dragon

Board up the windows, close the front door - Sting - Hounds Of Winter•

Oh right I forgot! Today is the fifteenth birthday of Dillon, whom I used to have a crush on! *bops head* We-hell the-hen, xD, doesn't effect me much, so I'll be off now. POSTING LIKE A FREAK!!

*reluctant laugh* Ha ha haah...! XD As much as it hurts, ain't it wonderful to feel? - Evanescence - End Of The Dream,

-Magic Dragon•

Edit :: BULLSHIT. It didn't even mark my vote and no one else voted. I am HATED by the universe. WHAT. EVER! *looks away and doesn't even spit in your direction, as reminsce of what Mister Krabbs said* Mother fuckers...

You Womanizer•

"That's just who you are, baby... Lollipop, my mistake, cause you're the sucker."

I have been thinking this whole hour what to write, but

"Maybe if we both lived in a different world... It could be all good, and I could be girl... But I can't, 'cause we don't."

I just can't think of anything...

xD

I have damn writers block people!! Ain't that awesome?!?!??

Yeah, well haha-ho, not for me because I really have nothing else to do but write posts here (I have a day longer, at least, for my eggs to hatch and I dan't use my Red dragons because I did with my now-hatchi's, and erm, well yeah... Also, I'm trying to not like-like ANY guy right now, but seriously 'mon, I keep thinking "What else will I have to think about all the time?" so yeah! Even in my books, I am just DONE WITH ROMANCE right now, 'mon... I mean, if you come to me with a situation you are in, well shyaw I'll be happy to listen or help or whatever, but just no bros... Men create internal drama for me. As in: In my head.).

Also, Blogger since my second-to-last post (not counting this one) will not let me post VIDEOS on my posts, at least on this blog because sometiems it will work on my other one (except I don't use that oen so I can't test it out anyways).

And how I could post videos on my posts was going on Safari on my iPad or iPod (it's harder on my iPod, for me), and go to Blogger.com/home, then click on the posts number under this blog title (or click on "Posts" on the drop-down menu), click on the most recent post (or one I want to put a video on) next, then either click on the post or just zoom in and press the video button (shutter?), then click twice on search bar under Youtube(or else it doesn't work... it's just weird, so whatever...), then type in something like this "The Change Evanescence lyrics" and click "Search", then find a video that's picture and description shown and longevity sound the best (or one that I have on my Mixpod playlsit for that song, unless one of the videos look better...) after it glitches and either gets out of the Safari app to my home screen (and then I have to do it all again because the page automatically refreshes) or the popup for it just moves around the screen like three or five times, click that then "Okay" or whatever, and it adds it to anywhere randomly on the post(usually the bottom unless if I clicked on the post, because it will appear there and usually when that happens, I've got to redo it all and cancel then come back..), then after all of this I check the post by re-reading it over mostly for spelling mistakes and if I messed it up in the process of putting up a video, and then I share it lastly.

O_O

I think that maybe I just have put up too many videos and done it so much that when I do, it appears as a blank space on the post (or 'spaces' if I tried it multiple times), and so it won't work for a while, or anymore...?

WHATever it is... It's just annoying because otherwise, *grins*, I have to make myposts evenlonger with just-the-lyrics then sayin' "Now LOOK IT UP, peo-pahlsss!!! ^O^" and wo would want that...? *giggle*

Heh, so yeah, "Caught in a bad romance," I don't want NO MORE for a loooong time, 'mon... NONE. 'Nada. ZIP!,

•MD•Magic Dragon - Poptropica•

A Creeper's Stalker ;D•

Wouldn't that be a good book title? I dunno, I just thought of it..... :/

So erm,... oh hey guyzzzz!!!!

^-^ Meep!

Okay yeah uh, truly zi Have ze nothing to talkz ze-'bout..today.

Did I already post today??!

I don't even know *facepalm*.

WOWZERS!!

Huh, *plip*, anyone here-a place ze Voltage Incorporationz app-uh-za's?!?

If so, TALK TO MEEHHHH!!!!! xDDD

Hah, ok, *giggle* TAKE ME THE WAY I AM, BROS, JUST DO IT!!

Heh, okay ya uh-hu BYEZAAAAA!!!!

Halfschool = What An Asshole,
Nom~

Seaglass Pirateship•

I'm sure this is what everyone is hoping for... A post about my last blog...

Or just for me to shut-up. Yeah, or...~

Anyways, yesterday I went out to Duluth, Minnesota, all day for a doctors appointment and to get one of probably three school uniforms. But in the end, I didn't really get anything, my sister got over $50.00 of things from Hot Topic (Which she said they don't have in England. So I take back my thoughht lf living there.), and my mom got a body lotion that is Dragonfruit and something else-smell, from Ulta (popular beauty store).
It was overall really boring, though the ride out, like my mom and sister commented, it was like I had never been outside in my life.. I got about 45 minutes of sleep, maybe, so like when we went to Kwik-Trip (gas station) before leaving the town we live in, and Hannah and I were waiting in the store, I kept laughing a lot, and she only got like an hour of sleep so she was a grump-a-lump, and I was super pippy-long-stockings happy, and throughout the day (oh my god, you had to be ere when we went to Office Max, I almost fell on the floor laughing, there...), at least from my view and remembering of yesterday, she kept being really funny so I would kind of draw attention to myself in public by laughing.
When we were in the first elevator down from the hospital, before we went to any stores, there were two doctors dressed like they were going in surgery (or going to do it, I mean), and they kept pointing out how my sister Hannah's hair was like this: "It must be cold out there. Your hair changed color because of the weather. It's like ice." And they said more, but they kept talking among them-two-selves back and forth while there were about I'd say eight people on the elevator. My sister's hair is fully sea-green or she says "minty" (it's very light because she lightened the dye with conditioner), and then the front part, inspired by a picture, has lines of a lightened purple (same conditioner thing).
No one ever brings up my hair in public, so I made that comment after we got to Floor 1 and left the elevator, saying "It's so annoying how they're always like 'OMG, how did you get your hair like that??' and 'Your hair is so pretty. Like, I'm jealous.' and 'I was thinkinng about doing that with my hair, *flaunts hair*, but right now it's just these highlights (streaks).' or they look at you, like you say (my sister), 'Like you're some alien.' then you're like 'WTF man? Is it really so weird that I have colorful hair. Like, fuck..'." And then Hannah comments with, "Well if I only died the ends of my hair, no one would notice either."
Like NO SHIT SHERLOCK, Hannah, but that doesn't make me feel any better!!
Is what I said in my head–^–only briefly rolling my eyes to show it on the outside.
And then, while we neared the lunch-hall kind of area thing-a-ma-jig (walking to the parking lot area), the two doctors came behind us, and they started talking about Hannah's hair again while we walked to the (I think it's called?) skywalk thinger-bridge thinger(with windows?)? Well yeah, okay. So then, even though they were behind us on the elevator, they regarded my hair too, one saying "Oh look! And she has blue on the bottom!" and yes, they actually talked in a believable-sarcastic sounding manner the whole time, and they started a whole conversation together about my hair after saying stuff about comparing Hannah's hair and mine, then coming up with a nickname, then only kind of changing the subject as I heard their voices go towards the counter in the eating/lunch area.
So that made me kind of happy, along with the rest of the first-half of the day.
When we had gotten on the road past the new stoplights part before you get to the highway that leads to the big lighted bridge over Lake Superior (which is also one of the US's Great Lakes), we passed this burgundy (Yeah-I probably spelt that wrong. Because it doesn't look right.) car, and the driver was this teen guy that was really cute, and then I turned from the window and looked at the big huge fricken ships ey have down there below us, leading up to the bridge, and then he got ahead of us and I stopped trying to look his way, and yeah, just, erm, we kept passing then falling behind and yata yata WHATEVER.
Then before (I am going all over the place, *headesk* like seriously..) the whole elevator-with-doctors-hair-talk-etc thinger, we had left the area we had our appointment, but were still on that floor, and my mom and sister needed to go to the bathroom, and I didn't 'cause I went before the appointment with my mom, and so I sat on this chair/bench on the wall near the bathrooms, and my sister had her backpack she takes everywhere and my mom had her bag that has all of this paperwork and 'important stuff' she said, in it, on either side of me, and left for like EVER, (but not, yeah..), and I heard people coming from my left like we had, and doctors and specilists et cetera were coming from these locked doors on my right, plus someone was doing a hearing test with the door open, in front of my diagnally to the right, and then I heard this chick with a voice that just says "bitchy-rich-teen-chick" and her–I thought–boyfriend said only like two words, and I wanted to know what she looked like because I was curious and wanted to know if my judgement would seem more right or totally wrong, and then I saw "her boyfriend" and it was like time stopped, and he looked almost completely like the guy in the car while we crossed over the MN (Minnesota) border to Duluth, so yes he was so cute (*inside screams of remembering and crushing*), but he was dressed differently with, all I could see cos I only looked at his face, a blue sweater that was completely the same color as the sweatshirt my sister wore yesterday, and his hair was light brown... well ok, so then he leaned on the wall in front of me, but by the corner, and was probably waiting for something, and maybe "his girlfriend" was the one talking and laughing with that group of adult guys, but then again I never saw her in the first place because he had caught my attention (I haven't crushed on anyone's LOOKS in a long ass motherfuckin' time so er, SHYAW IT WAS EPIC!!!), but so–hahahah now after that description it seemed like I just stared at him, but no–I looked at him for probably five to ten, maybe fifteen seconds. And then I looked away, blushing, and just kind of did my usual "soak in my surroundings" while looking in the other direction/two the right, and I would see him out of the corner of my eye sometimes to see if he was still there, and even after the girl left, he was. And I kept thinking, running through my mind "I like Halfschool. I annoy people with my thoughts about Halfschool. I should totally blog about these two guys, you know what, I WILL. ..But I like HALFSCHOOL. It's not like this guy knows anything about me! *thinks about post 'postcard From Paris•'* Wow this really reminds me of what I answered Rewi about 'I only see guys at places like hospitals and mental health/therapy places.' My own proof=Tada!! *giggle* Oh right, think HALFSCHOOL. *looks at guy out of corner of eye [Hey that rhymes!]* But he's so cute... Oh! NO! You call Halfschool cute and adorable and stuff, you cannot call some stranger THESE THINGS!!! What am I thinking?! Gosh damn holy shit, Naomi, you are talking to yourself in your thoughts. This is what you are thinking! What am I saying?? Damn man... Anyways, that guy is soooo cute! *thought of Benjamin* The HELL!!!??? BENJAMIN!?!? I'm trying to forget about Busy Seagull! and my whole long crush on him! That crush kind of totally ruined my first dating relationship–not saying it wasn't a good thing we broke up–and also, HE'D NEVER THINK LIKE THAT OF MMEEE!!!! O.0 Ergh..!! But anyways, I AM kind of imagining that this is what he looks like, even though I thought he had a little bit shorter hair, like other Southern guys, before.. No, no. I you think this guy is cute, *thought of Halfschool*, think of Halfschool. Because that totally fits his personality I see. He looks mice and normal on the outside, then (If ever, I met him in RL) in person, and you can kind of see at first sight, he doesn't really talk much to you, but he does talk a lot because he isn't SHY and he said he isn't ANYWAY, and I know he talks to just about everyone–trying to start convos et cetera–but to me. And like in my book, the character I based off of him–always giving the me-based character a cold shoulder–yeah that's totally what this guy looks like right now, but he has a sort of cutely-failed sweet side, and he actually DOES have feelings and can get emotional (though lots of times, Halfschool can seem like a blockhead. *hahah*). ...And he's an open person, straight-forward, when he has something REAL as an opinion or something to say about anything he hears or is told. *looks at guy out of corner of eyes, again* Yeah, totally right on point. Plus, Halfschool is half-Russian *smiles on the outside when memory of when he said that and what I said and he answered, after he told me that fact about him* and Russian guys can have light brunette hair, right??!? *facepalm in mind* Errrrm... I don't remember. Oh, oh, oh!!! But Tsar Nicholas II had dark brunette hair it looked like, when I saw the black and white (and grey) photos of him! *snicker in mind* Hah, then Kieran–*cough cough cough* HALFSCHOOL would tooooootally fit in the catagory of looks, and what I think is hot. *imagination runthrough, shortly* Ah, no darnit! But, for some reason I keep thinking that he'll just turn out to be friggin' BLONDE if or when I ever somehow see what he really looks like... DAMN. Blonde is not my forte on the hotness meter. Did that just make sense? Not really, Naomi. But yeah, huh, whatever... I just always went for brunette guys, but no biggy... I still like him for his personality.. You can look past at when—OH MY GOD how am I even going to reach the stage of friendly enough he would even somehow let me know his damn frigging hair color!?! What an idiot.. I totally am...*sigh* Anyways.......*drifts out of thoughts; looks at guy out of corner of eye, kind of turning towards him a little bit that time, again*"
So then I turned to the right, and stopped looking at him afterwards, because my eyes felt really dry and watered up out of nowhere which happens to me in the most fuckin' AWKWARD MOMENTS lately... So I tried to wipe the tears before they rolled down my cheeks, and as I did, with my very frizzy hair–yesterday–over the side of my face so he couldn't see as his eyes would drift towards me sometimes, and a young, probably 22-25-27 aged guy in a wheelchair that was motorized or whatever pulled up to just where the corner of the wall was, to the bathrooms, and stopped, and I remember thinking that that could be me or my brother, (our conditions)(Plus he looked like us, too, because of his dark-dark brunette hair and tanned skin {Okay yeah maybe more like my brother, cos you all know what I look like and my skin AIN'T NO CLOSE TO OLIVE anymore!! xD}), and then suddenly after kind of smiling at him small and probably totally unnoticable, my face went blank and I got so embarassed again and was like "holy f, what if he needs help or something and that cute guy comes over....? (As IF, right??)", and he was still just stopped there and it looked like he was trying to move the wheelchair but couldn't, and then I was desperately calling/wishing in my head "Oh my gosh, guys, get out now so we can go!l What if that actually happened?! Oh my god, just come! You're both taking forever, seriously!!" and more like that, and then people started leaving the bathrooms, guys and girls, and even this mom with her really young toddler daughter who ended up going into the hearing test room, but it took them forever and the guy (in wheelchair) had gotten to the bathroom already, and THEN they both finally came out and like always my mom said "Ready to go now?" which is so obvious "YESSS!!!!".
Alright. So. Later on that day, right before we went to all of these stores, and then went to the mall (and I got to have MY FAVORITE TEA ahhhh!!!!!! ^-^ And now I know the whole name is "Samurai Chai Maté" and dudes, it is SO FRICKEN GOOD. Like seriously, and they have samples and they have that tea and another, which has oranges in it, outside of the awesome tea store, and they say the healthy benfits of the tea {It's either mine or the other, has the benefit of good skin.}), when we were going to order Olive Garden for dinner (so we could have it at home, cos where I live they suck and there is no Olive fricken Garden!!), my mom wanted to sit on these couches inside, near the Ulta, which we parked in front of, and I was like "Yeah RIGHT!!!" in my head, and there was a guy on the long couch across from us when we sat down that was on the phone whispering in what I thought was a foreign langauge (OK yeah this is America and in a way NO ONE AND NOTHING is foreign, but still to me: Yeah.) , but then he got a little louder when I heard it was english and there was no accent, so he was in fact American (or Canadian? Cos Minnesota is right at the border, and they had those pictures with a hole you can put your face in and take a picture, and they said on them something like "I migrated from Canada. Miller Hill Mall loves you!" because erm, uh yeah the picture was a BIRD body. So er, haha yeah. -_- So stupid... But anyway, so then he suddenly said "kill that motherfucking bitch !" and I was like "«.« , O.O , ».»" in my head and outside, and then my mom started whispering to us "we should move over there." And at first, I just heard him say "... fuck ... bitch ... ! ..." so I said to her "Wow mom, you swear the same way all the time and you're making this some big deal. That's really mean. And you wanted us to sit here in the first place. You're so stupid." And after she said a few repeated things I couldn't understand, at all, we all stood up, walked over past these few coin-rides, sat at these wooden seats that this old man was at alone originally, she ordered the Olive Garden food, I thought over and remembered all that I remember him saying, kept looking over without being to obvious as to why, and right before she hung up, I saw that he was still on the phone, mouth not moving and he was sitting where I was on the couch and I thought automatically and quickly "Oh motherfucker, he's going to kill us! We're next! He's going to somehow follow us home! And he's going to kill us when we get there, and it's really late...! Because I keep seeing the same people all throughout today, FUCK DUDE, FUCK!!!!!" because I thought at first when we started walking to the couches at he looked like a mob guy (I watched the newest episode that night before I took a shower, of this show and TYPE OF SHOW I never watch, called "Body Of Proof" and it was about a mob guy that ¡SPOILER! the mob guy kills his son because his son wanted to leave the family business.)... And then I thought, "Oh, maybe he's like those guys who do the sex-over-phone thing I saw Anne Hathaway play a part in a movie where hat was her job, she did that...!!! And he erm...yeah let's just not think about that. xD SHALL I!? XDD" But then I had a moment of si,ence in my brain and filled it with, "No. No. I think he is a mob guy... HOLY FUCK WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE!!!!!" And I was waiting patiently for Hannah and mom to get up, after my mom kept asking "Do you want dessert?" while still on the phone because when she orders Olive Garden she gets me dessert cos Ipwhen I actually eat at the restaurant I always get the same pasta with marinara sauce and she says 'But we can just make that at home, and if we got it there it would just be yucky when we get back.' (She has the voice of a child and says words she used when we were younger or babies. ...So fucking annoying... Until she gets pissed, then her voice gets to where it should be at like age 12 and she swears worse then a sailor. Like my sister does.) But I rejected the offer because she said "Okay we'll go have lunch now." when we were going to the mall, but it never happened and I was really hungry.
Then after, when we were driving home she couldn't think of the name of this place we had apparently gone to before, and I could but didn't help her because I didn't want to eat and I was in my own thhoughts thinking about doing what I had for three days (I didn't have any water/anything to drink, and I literally went psycho-crazy it was so fucked up... Btw, that was during that time I had not gone on any mobile devices for over a week and stayed in my room doing nothing, then the day before I got my iPod back, {this was last year}, I wrote a letter to my blog readers, by hand, and still have not blogged about it. ».« I should really do that sometime...).
And then she called our neighbor who was the one who took us that one apparent time, and he finally remembered after forever and I remember thinking as a side thought to my thoughts "This is so stupid..", and we eventually went to the drive through in Superior, at Culver's (Btw, I lost weight from before, last year when I started being anerexic {spelt it wrong, I think}, my weight went from, 95, 89, 88, 87. Yeah, it's true... And when I got weighed at the hospital/Clinic yesterday I was, she said, "86 1/2 pounds/lbs." Apparently, she said, they expected me to get nearer to 100lbs., but seriously I always told myself when I was a kid and learned what "plump/fat" was from a spelling test, that I would always stay under 100 pounds. I thought that people, actually around 500lbs., were 100 pounds and over... because I had also just learned how to count to 100, so it seemed like a really big number. {Of course though, I always knew there were four-and on digit numbers, and I always wanted to learn how to count to them... It took me to like, sixth grade with my teacher Elaine L.} But so, my mom now wants me to eat more, so she suggested that {her quote} 'junk food' place because I didn't get anything for dinner from the restaurant, as well as wanting me to 'gain weight' or whatever the f—k). And holy crap, BEST CHICKEN EVER.

^^ Okay, so now obviously I am not murdered (at least YET), but we saw the old guy (actually, only I saw) drive past us on the road in Superior, who had been at the wooden chairs (secodn) we sat at, and so I think maybe the guys are together and were planning something and sat apart to seem like they were not mutual but they were. My first impression of him, however, was he was a nice guy... :/ It's sad.
My mom thinks that the creepy man was actually a drug dealer.
I think Hannah just agreed with her (when we had dinner that night).

So yuppers! ^o^ amy first time outside like all month, how not-exciting for you all to read, ehh??

xD Okay yeah; no that is not obvious at all! «.«

But so, that day was so Cloud 9 until the second half... Faugh!

Then it just got a whole lot weird, frustrating, and creepy as F***!!

I don't know how to end this, so I'll just flat-out say it: No one has voted on the poll so far, so I decided to yesterday, and I feel a lot more hated every day here, and uncomfortable to post, so I am going to be—OH NOO, I forgot. *puts finger to lips* It's a secret. So never mind I brought my blog, erm yeah even tho it is e title of this post. XDDDDD

Thank you to Anaya (.Cloud.), Petpet (-Button), and RedWing (-Rewi/Reway!!/ReWi) for following THIS blog, though!!! And au revoir, everybody! (For TODAY. ;D btw, i learned that that is taken for a sexual face, but i just thought it was my face and made it up until one of my RL friends used it on Facebook...ergghh..) And listen to this song which I have on my iPad (Making post about the songs I got, coming soon!**),

Enjoy~!•,

Nom~

I just said this: I'm gonna kill someone, What the hell. : In a whisper.

Motherfuck, why the fuck did this fucking HAPPEN??!!? AGAIN!! That is IT! I give UP on this STUPID STUPID STUPID fucking app "Notes"!! Although I cannot delete it because it is a Factory Settings app or WHATEVER THE FUCK, I AM SO FUCKING PISSED OFF NOW!!!
No no no, I am not trying to create drama and I am so fricking aware of the bullshit contents of my past posts here...and I a, not creating a lie post where I freak out becauseI reallynever did anything... OMG IF YOU THINK THAT FUCK YOU THEN!!
But anywho, HOLY FRICKING SHIT. Remember "The Royals Of Ancient Times" my first book ever (my first was in third grade but I don't count it cos we were all forced to write Reindeer stories in my class...), and my mom came in my room for dinner, and so my hands got all shaky and sweaty because I was still typing it up on my iPod (all I had back then, so the screen was teensy weensy and so not like this huge-compared iPad Mini screen I am using to type this), and I didn't want for her to see any of what Iwas writing (I remember precisely: I was sitting on my chair for my piano in my room, at the corner by my closet {just check my FB or something, cos all my pictures are in my room, i guess} and the clothes basket et cetera, and she walked riht up to me and I thought she looked down at the screen and I was all like: HOLY CRAP OH CRAP OH SHIT ASS MOTHERFUCKER NOOOOOOO!!!!!!~ because, yes I will admit it, I actually have had a really dirty mind since I was ten, but held back until Iwas thirteen because that's when the people around me I thought would be the same {disappointment... >.< and MAJOR FAIL}, but anyways, THE BOOK HAD A LOT OF DETAILED INNAPROPRIATE CONTENT {sex scenes of a real whore that was basically me but her name was "Bleu Crystal Von Moonlight" {VAMPIRE BOOK, TOTALLY UNLIKE TWILIGHT BECAUSE I MADE UP THE FACTS OF THEM AND YEAH...NO SPRAKLES!!} until she got married to um... I think it was Shadow? I well.. then it was just "Blue Crystal Moon", and yes, the whole book was based on the royalty of other countries so long ago it was unsaid ever, the date, and the secrets of the teen princess/princesses and kingdoms them... DAMN IT WAS SO INTRIGUING!! Sorry... Oh! And when I wrote the book, some of the things I wrote happened in my near future... it was so fucking creepy...}} and VERY DETAILED DEATH SCENES et cetera....and in real life, I say that naked people are gross, and saying people or their voice is "sexy" is so nasty {btw, my mom gets annoyed I say the word "nasty" because that was always my dad's signiture word, and you know the history in my family with him, most of it that Iknow, so yes..}, and yup.. So if she saw that, I would never recover and I would YES MOST LIKELY have taken a bread knife to myself {Don't ask; my only explanation for now is: It was what I would think a lot was using our bread knife, cos my mom had started letting me cut the french bread we would get, with the bread knife, for this haha "French Toast" recipe I got from my Nintendo game "Gourmet Chef", amd erm...yeah..}. And believe me, the only other person I know was my Ojibwe Language teacher from 1st-5th grades that was like this also, but I hate the sight of blood {Wonderful being a female, hm? XDDD Don't laugh, males. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.})
Well *cough* that day, when she was still looming over me (to this day I still do not trust when she says "No, I never look at your stuff." because of that), I was shaking and quickly tried closign out of it before I locked my screen/shut the screen off, and the big red delete button (literal**) was there and my finger just hit it and yes I'm saying these details because it was such a dramatic moment I can never forget, and I searched for it rushing, and she was still standign there, and... and it was never there again. DDDD,:
And for some reason, I did not get mad at all after that... Okay, that's lieing.
Truth is, after I turned the screen off, I threw my iPod down (okay, did not throw it, but dropped it on the seat), and I THINK that I stood up and was going to punch my mom SO HARD but she stepped back and put up her arm and said to me like a dog (as always..), "No. ..No. ..No." when I tried... Tsk.
Well, another truth is that it takes a lot for me to get physically mean, and to start spelling out swear words for my own sake, in real life. But my mom and sister get so past that, almost every day, and then my sister mocks me, and then my mom laughs and I get mad and then she says "No, but it's so cute. You said 'bowl'. Say 'bull' Naomi. Not 'bowl'." And I get so pissed, also because of their picking at my skin, but because of bullshit from throughout my whole life (btw, I hate spelling long words sometimes when I am really angry, so I say "bull" for "bullshit" and every FUCKING time she brings up "you say bowwwwllllll, No-me-moo-moo." {that's one of the many variations of my family-only nickname: Nomü/No-Moo. : And btw, NEVER CALL ME THAT, because it sounds so baby-ish, and first off everyone knows already from DC&D but I hate babies, and second it is SO ANNOYING!!!}). Nad my dad has MAJOR MAJOR MAJORanger problems, and my sister got it the worst, of us three children of him, and she just at dinner yesterday hit me in the head and Iseriously felt like I was going to black out, because she hit a certain spot REALLY hard, and I remember my eyes tearing up, but I looked away and ate a piece of sourdough bread instead... But so I sometimes snap, but that never happens but with them... Even my posts about, like the last one, it really was not a big deal... So I pointed it towards multiple people, in my mind, when I wrote the end part.
ANYWAYS I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT MY ORIGINAL FREAKOUT BUT HERE IT IS.
You know my book "In The Shadows" which I have on Wattpad, and is my first public book?? Well...erm... I just saw—and I think this just happened because on Notes on my iPad there is always one already up, and I saw one full of text but the next second it was blank for some fuckin' reason—that there is no place, not on my iCloud, not on my iPod, not ANYWHERE!!, is the end part I have been working on for weeks (like since before Kieran's birthday in February) andI was just going to write in it...
Oh my gosh, I am making myself pissed again *starts to involuntarily laugh through the anger*, AHHH SORRY FOR THE LONG ASS POST, and shyaw... :D
Ciao peo-pahls!!!,
ALWAYS LAUGH THROUGH THHE PAIN, LIKE ME. Even if you are in some life threatening position or stuation, if you know you are going to die, or just so you never develop anger problems (if you are just mad like me), just do it. And if you are too scared... if you don't have a camera on you, and the life threatening _person/thing_ is not in your presence, (in the not like me, situation) just so they do not think you are enjoying it...(I have some experience I would not like to talk about, of my own... But maybe someday, I'll tell you... it is not as graphic as Imake it up to be sounding like.) at least SMILE. Because, you are not a bitch or whore or anything like that for being in your current situation. In lots of circumstances you are a wonderful, good person who has something horrible going on or happening to you. And I said "lots of circumstances" because in some cases, e person was actually a horrible bullying asshole that everyone from (I dunno) highschool?, would want them to die, but not really (just metaphorically speaking, or whatever..). And that may be why—ANY FUCKING WAY.
I try to end a post, look what happens to me...=^ *sigh* Another long ass paragraph...
I AM SUCH A BLOGGER. LIKE, DAYUM BROTHA...!
^^ Oh and I realize, at I called Halfschool by his first name, BUT WHO CARES, I CANT HELP IT, he's just so fuckin' CUTE AS F, and yuppeddidoodaa (-prolli da longest word I have ever made up, and ever will...-), btw, I think he likes me secretly, like Anaya suggested...cos um..... well.. I read that English men (OMG AM I REALLY SAYING THIS RIGHT NOW) 75% think they can flirt and know when a girl is flirting with them, but really like only 20-some% actually can... and um... heehee...(Halfschool thout**) yeaaaaahhhh... xD After all I said in this post, everyone must look at me differently and think that I am always thinking about gross shit, eh? Damn... NOT MY INTENTION, so fuck... heheheh..ok, that tiem I did. The word 'fuck' has a reputation.
.......Shall I die for today????
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS...!!!!
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TheFearless1: Ooooh...! =D
Me: :/
LE MESSAGE: I have listened to this song for the past few days (Ok, IN MY MIND after looking up the lyrics... *rolls eyes*) when I wake up, and seriously, it starts your day to a great start, and then I think about it when I go to bed (go to sleep) and no matter the crap of the other sequences of the day, I CAN ALWAYS REMEMBER TO SMILE AND LAUGH AT MY STUPID, UNLOVED SELF, AFTERWARDS!!! ^O^
So yeah, ummm.... Play this video, and have a great day, everyone!!! [I hope I find a good video, now that I just said this all... O_O][FYI: Picture on post is sloppy and kind of quirky versions of mah handwritin', and it was from on this new app I found that is for notes..but I just like to write on the screen, my handwriting... hahah... MUAHAHAHAHAHAAA *booming laughter, like thunder and lightning*... Okay, *pippy voice* just kidding! :DD I was listening to songs when I wrote it so yuppers and erm, yeah.... -_- some is awkward because it was a sample they now deleted automatically, and I just thought of what I really wanted to say to someone.... heh. IF you can read it. *giggling laughter*],
Nom~ •••