Sometimes you say the littlest thing and never know it kills someone.

-yawns and mutters somethings- bleh...-slight eyebrow twitch, hair spewing out of braid, face reminisant of Medusa-

-head slams into table-

..good morning, my ass.. -drinks tea and sits up, sulking-

I told Gary he could call me if he needed to talk, and he did, so here I am. Anyway,
I had a crapilicious day yesterday. Xander got sick (I'm not going into details for all
of our gag reflexes to stay intact) and so meh and Liz left the gym after an hour,
instead of after 1 and a half hours. Then she came to meh house so Mom could get
Xander cleaned up and everything, and we did our french work... Sort of anyway..
We pretended to! :-D! Actually, I was mostly stabbing the table and grumbling, as
usual ( not the stabbing the table part). I wanted to stab the scissors through my
hand, into the table, pinning it there and watching it bleed, but this creeped Liz
out.. alot. >.> Take a guess as to why?

Anyway.. Liz needs somewhere to stay Fri. afternoon to Sun. evening, so I asked
meh mother is she could stay here. My mother agreed, but on the condition Liz
went to Church. Liz = Wiccan (I'm not voicing my opinion about that here, you all
probably know it) So I grumbled and said I would try and make her come, while my
mother decides to enlighten me to the fact if I want to go to our normal Church,
the one I grew up at and was recently confirmed at, I'd have to go to Grace on Sat.
nights. She doesn't approve of the pastor. I rolled my eyes and we got into this
huge fight about Religion.

bittersweetsingersiro: ...you okay?
nora_tigerprincess: I KNEW IT!
bittersweetsingersiro: Knew what? Your mother is a masochrist?
nora_tigerprincess: even worse.. a Catholic.

my Vatican hatred fires up again. Anyway, so we starting screaming and yelling at
each other until she eventually just slapped me around and told me to go to bed.
Which I did, and sobbed on the bed for a long time, wanting to cry to some
one but not wanting to wake Siro or anyone else... I know my dad was standing
outside the door, listening, but there's little he can do because he's a freaking
coward! He will NOT stand up to my mother for me! It takes 2 parents to raise
a kid, not one to spoil them and love them and what not and the other to be a
drunk, slagging psychopath! Ugh! I'm not allowed to have my own political views
, my own religion views, or even my own clothing standards!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mother- Here, try this
Meh- Mother.. it's skintight. No way are you getting that on me.
Mother- Look, it's better then that loose black 'goth' thing you're doing.
Meh- Oh, new vocabulary word. I've elevated from 'freak' to 'goth'. Cool.
Mother- Just try it on, Susan!
Meh- Nooo.
Mother- Ugh! Here, here's a pair of pants, try them. they're not boys pants.
Meh- Not all my pants are 'boys pants'!! I have some jeans, just not skintight pieces
of spandex shoved around my waist, hips and thighs, hindering movement!
Mother- here, a skirt. It's cute!
Meh- I HATE SKIRTS! I couldn't care less if it was cute, it looks like a dead fox!
Mother- -rolls her eyes-
Meh- Why can't I pick my own clothing? It's my 'clothing allowance', under the
assumption I pick my clothing.
Mother- Then you'd look like some raver prostitute.
Meh- o.O WHAT?!?!?


My mother should be shot, bludgeoned and 'publicly hung" (Siro's favorite form of
public humiliation and execution. Siro is a weird child). But before we had this
fight, I had a deal with her. I'd pick an anime character with a skirt, if she'd let me
go to Neko-con. n.n~

But now, I don't know. She wont even look at me. Suits me just FINE, damnit. I
don't feel like trying anymore, cuz I just get bitched at. I try so hard for her to be
freaking perfect but NO! I'M NOT! BECAUSE I'M HUMAN, damnit! and I'm NOT my
sisters, I'm just me. -snarls softly-

bittersweetsingersiro: Stop being defensive, duckling! I know you're hurting, any
one can see you're hurting. Just, be sad, you don't have to hide from the entire
world, you don't always have to keep the Miss Bitch attitude up. Some of us get
that you hurt. You're not alone.
nora_tigerprincess: I'm not sad! I AM angry!
bittersweetsingersiro: Stop it. You're not.
nora_tigerprincess: ...-_- I hate you sometimes, Siro.
bittersweetsingersiro: That's cool.

>_ know where, in case her dad tries to find them. :-( Meh luff her and her mummi, so
I gotta not know anything. =/.

-yawns- meh tired... -snuggles up with a blanket and sniffles-

-fwaps self- I gotta get happiful, or at least pretendi happiful before school today.
So I'm gonna make some tea and continue reading in the Inferno. ><''''''

Leave A Comment In My Angry/Homicidal Rampage entry! W00t.

^_~<3, Ja ne.



Just tell Nemo you were too high on algae to go and save him. Right, he won't be hurt. He'll understand. Finding Nemo = My Anti-drug.

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.......

read this.

-sighs- look at me.. fucked up again. Anyway, I'm going to the JCC with Liz, gonna
work out then do our French work.. Man, fuck, I feel like shit now.

itae, I'll update this post when I'm back home. :-(..

Tony, Siro, Someone - Call meh cell! (443) 520 4916!!!!!!!! PLEASE!?!? n.n!

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watching: Siro Rant About Gary n.n
listening to: So Much For The Afterglow - Everclear
mood: Who needs Moods when they have Caffeine?

This is a song about Susan
This is a song about the girl next store
This is a song about the every day occurances that make me feel like letting go
Yes I think we're got a problem

So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow

-hums cheerfully- Well, let's see. Gary's suicidal and that's annoying me.
People shouldn't be suicidal. It's lame. -nods sagely- Siro says I'm not understanding the magnitude of this, but maybe I don't want to,
BAKA-CHAN! ^_^

bittersweetsingersiro: ..baka-chan..? Did you just call me an idiot? Your head is mine


-giggles softly and leans back, humming- I, for once, am rather cheerful. I applaud
myself, though this is probably a rather dismal time for me to be peppy. A)
It's 6:51 in the morning. B) Gary's suicidal. C) Siro's losing her patience with
me and with Gary. I think she might kill someone soon. o.o'''''

Mmmm..... This could be a problem.. >.>'''

This is a song about Susan
This is a song about the way things are
This is a song that you see from the corner of your eye
Dont you wonder why?
We never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow

-holds Siro back and sighs- There goes my happy mood..............................
But here are some random questions!

1) Hemaphordite. Boyfriend or Girlfriend?
2) MPD. Your friend, or friends?
3)Do you dream of ladders (girl) or entering a room (boy)?


:-D! For all you who know what number 3 means, yay for you. For all you who don't, let me explain. If you're dreaming about climbing a ladder and you're a
girl, you want sex. If you're dreaming about being on a ladder and climbing,
and you're a girl, you're getting sex. If you're dreaming about entering a room,
and you're a boy, you want some. If you're dreaming that you keep going a
room, and you're a boy, you're getting sex. n.n Cuz ladders are PHALLIC symbols
, and rooms are VAGINAL symbols.

See, I don't have to go to school to learn things. (I missed yesterday, 'mental health day') My sister just tells me this random crap.

And if you want to know what a phallic symbol is, look it up.

1.Of, relating to, or resembling a phallus. (PENIS!)
2.Of or relating to the cult of the phallus as an embodiment of generative power: phallic worship. <-- o.O Penis-worshipper?
3.Of or relating to the third stage of psychosexual development in psychoanalytic theory, from about ages three to six, during which gratification is focused
on sensations associated with the genital organs. The phallic stage is preceded
by the anal stage and followed by the latency period. <-- The hell?

I'm probably the only person you will ever see writing about phallic symbols in
her blog. n.n!

Phallic symbols -

Pens- Longer then they are wide. Like a penis
Buildings- They are erected (but a room is a vaginal symbol)
Skateboards- Boys riding around on this penis'
Firearms- They simulate ejaculation
Cars- power symbols, 'riding it'

When we were a matriarchal society, we lived in caves, things we only entered.
When we became a patriachal society, we lived in buildings, that were erected.

:-D!! I LOVE MY SISTERS PSYCHOLOGY CLASS!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Anyway, about meh missing school. I was really depressed, so I pleaded cramps and
and stayed home. My mom came in around 11 and asked me if I was 'feeling better'.
I was still pretty down, so I said that it still hurt and asked if I could stay home,
which she sighed and agreed to, before leaving for class. I woke up again around
11:45 and realized I wouldn't be allowed online, and thus would not feel better. I
tried calling my mom but she didn't pick up her phone. I tried my dad, and he didn't pick up either. So I couldn't walk to school, cuz I knew they'd be mad that
I'd left. >< I just can't win. Anna came back around 1 and asked me if I was sick. I
shook my head and she went to her room. She couldn't have driven me because
she didn't have a car, damnit. So I sat around at home all day, making my self
progressively more miserable.

Then I snuck online and the people I wanted to talk to were all away. XD Irony
slaps me upside the head once more. >_<'''' Then I called Siro and she was practicing
piano (The reason she wasn't online), it was too late at night to call Liz and 'sides,
her computer is broken! ARGH!


We never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
We never ask ourselves the questions to the answers
that no body even really wants to know
yes I hung this when wrote over
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow


I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember we could talk about anything
I remember when we used to want to hang out
I remember, I remember, I remember.

It took me forever to realize meh name was in dat song. Whoops? n.n''

myeh.. -collapses, head slamming into keyboard. Looks up and erases random
letters- >_
Ja ne! ^_~<3

LEMME A COMMENT! n.n

We never talk about the future
We never talk about the past anymore
We never ask ourselves the questions to the answers
that no body even really wants to know
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
Yeah, I guess we need the drama
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow
So much for the afterglow


The only thing that makes me smile is knowing you'll never be happy.

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today sucked.

a lot.

i even started crying in math class.. i just.. can't stop thinking..

i'm gonna sit in bed and try not to cry..

[memories consume]
like [opening the wounds]
[i'm picking me apart again..]

{you all} assume
i'm {safe in my room}
unless I [try to start again...]

-Breaking the Habit (Linkin Park)

-sighs- gomen nasai, Siro-chan, Pawel, Tony-kun...

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-whimpers softly in a corner- Not fair!! I've been awake since 6:15 this morning cuz of allergies... I left my rom at 6:45 to get dressed and everything, cuz my mother usually has to get me to school at 7 o'clock on tuesday, cuz she has an early class.. NO ONE TELLS ME MY DAD IS WORKING AT HOME AND CAN DRIVE ME IN AT 8:05!

-seethes silently-

-calms down- In other news, I have blue in my fo hawk. W00t. It's not so spiffeh, cuz meh hair gel makes meh hair darker, kinda brownish.. and it just looks weird..
:-D! I live to shock litle 6th graders! And lose friends by the day! W00t w00t for me.

Meh kinda gonna be in trouble in Mr. Moores class.. Guess who forgot their math binder in their locker. XD Moi. I'm kicking myself and I'm getting bruises!! >o
Ah well.. I have decided my friends rock my socks. I came back all saddiful and I talked to Tony for a while (while painting my toenails spiffeh red), and Siro (until she had to go and lie down).. then Sarah got on for college apps. and stuff..

And I came back... and I talked to Tony, and a little to Liz before she decided to be comatose and not talk to me (I take this personally :-P).. But everyone cheered me up!! ^_^~

Though words do not describe my anger and the nauseating ones. n.n Oh well..


And, as per request..

I LOVE SIRO-CHAN! SHE IS THE COOLEST MOTHER OUT THERE!

-imagines Siro reading this-

Siro: La la la.. boring... yay... boring, boring.. -pales- oh g-- no.. i'll kill her.

n.n w00t for meh. -turns on cd player-

-blinks- BWAH!?!?! MY SISTER STOLE MY BEATLES C.D! nuuuuuuuu! -cries-


i want my elenor rigby.. :-(... -sobs pathetically- Waaahh!! -downs 'Wild Orange' Tazo tea and whimpers into her big mug-

Oh! Speaking of elenor rigby!! n.n! Meh, and hopefully a friend, if I can find someone, will play it, with maybe Liz (if she likes the song when she listens to it) singing the lyrics.. XD! I shall conquer you, you evil bitch of an Orchestra teacher! You bitch conformist! I HATE YOU! mwahahahaha.. -calms down- anyway! I will show her that viola's do not suck, though i might prove that comment wrong, and that she.. is the stupid cow that gave birth to all evil itself. n.n!

whee heeeeeee!

-collapses and gets dragged off to school by her dad-

Bye y'all.. T.T Ja ne, ^_~<3 , Lemme a Comment! n.n Because you love me.

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