Well, it's been fun!

Between the food, the friends, and family (oh god...so many f's), I do believe i've epitomized Thanksgiving break to the fullest...I even saw RENT!!

oh, and my second body paragraph for Lord Byron El Sicko is DONE DONE DONE!!!!


WOOOOOOOO!! now onto the next one =_=

See yas!

How many people have your name?

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Hey peoples! So i haven't been on lj in oh, i dunno....MONTHS, but I'm BAAAA-AAACK!!...and with reviews of New Moon, aka "KNOW THY ENEMY!!"

Greta and I went to see it tonight, and the conclusion in a nutshell is: ZOMG JACOB HAS TEH PRETTEZZZZZZZ HEE HEE HEEEEE!

now, for the play-by-play:

Beginning

--There is general Edward-Loves-Bella-ness, a birthday party in which Bella is melancholy, and a paper cut with a TINY BIT OF BLOOD. Then, Jasper goes *sniff sniff ZOMGBLOOD!*, and Whup-cha's his pained face to look at Bella's zoomed-in bleeding finger, and Edward *Oh NOES!* and throws Bella into a GLASS TABLE WITH VASES ALSO MADE OF GLASS because she TOTALLY won't cut herself and bleed all over the nice, white decor and make all the VAMPIRES in the house (except Carlisle, of course, cuz he's a legit-veggievamp) sniff the tastyblood of the Bella, and all need to restrain Jasper while they want to get in on her finger-lickin'-good body as well. Nuff said.

A little after the beginning, but not quite the middle:

EDWARD: I gotta go....KTHXBAI!
BELLA: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! *goes fetal*


Middle:

The camera zooms round and round and round Bella in a montage of seasons and months. Bella is depressed. Wimp.

And then, THERE IS JACOB! AND HE IS PRETTY! AND HE IS SHIRTLESS!

FANGIRLS IN THE AUDIENCE: *SQUEEEE*
PEOPLE WHO JUST WENT FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES (YES, US): *SQUEEE!!*
HARRY POTTER FANS: We'll never admit this out loud...*INTERNAL SQUEEE!!!*


There are some motorcycle bits, some Bella and Jacob being buddies (cuz that's all Bella's gonna give him. EVAR.), and then we zoom to Fursplosion. The End.

(some scenes have been cut because we, the authors, feel that they, well....SUCK. Sorry Twi-Hards, you fail.)


After the Middle, but before the Edward:

JACOB: I SMELL SPARKLE!!
BELLA: WHAT!? WHERE! I WANNA SEEEEEEE!!!
JACOB: NO! I MUST PROTECT YOU! ITS A TRAAAAAP!! *pulls Bella back in the car...gets hard on for her pretty pretty not-sparkle*
BELLA: Lemme go, douche.
JACOB: *pouts*

Upon Bella Entering the House:

BELLA:*sees Alice standing in her foyer....SUPERFLYINGTACKLEPOUNCE* WHERETHEFUCKHAVEYOUBEENZOMGYOU'REHEREHOW'SMALOVAH!?
ALICE: --muffled--BELLA. GET. OFF.
BELLA: oh...right...sorry....I can has Sparkle now?
ALICE: *Facepalm* Honey, Ed thinks you're DEAD...y'know, cliff diving isn't the best way to convince someone you're alive, especially when I can't see past the mutt-faced-supar-smexy-wolves "protecting" you...plus I never saw your ass get dragged out of the water, so I thought you were dead...and yeah...Edward's gonna kill himself. How've you been?
BELLA:.....
JACOB: KILL THE SPARKLE!!!!! BELLA. IS. MY. CHEWTOY!
BELLA:.....
JACOB AND ALICE: *glare menacingly at each other--epic staredown ensues*
ALICE: I WIN!

(more scenes have been cut for time, and also because they're stupid. No apology this time, fangirls.)

In the Plaza in Italy:

Surrounded by red-cloaked festival goers, Bella runs through the crowd, pushing random people aside, including a grandma, two old guys, a little kid, and a goat. Yes, a goat.

BELLA: NOOOOOOOOOO!!! ITS. MY. SPARKLE!!!!!!! Outta my way, kid!!!
EDWARD: *Unbuttons his shirt dramatically...we see....hairy stomach and lopsided nipple* (this guy is supposed to be a marble-cupcake-adonis....wtf special-effects guy!?)

BELLA: *crashes into Edward with a superflyingtackleninjapounce*
EDWARD: Simba, you're alive!?
BELLA: WRONG MOVIE, ASS!
EDWARD: BELLA! YOU'RE NOT DEAD! YOU'RE HERE! IN ITALY! WITH ME! DA FUCK??
BELLA: Dude, seriously?
EDWARD: Okay, what do you want? You see, this is why I left in the first place! You never like my reactions!
BELLA:....bitchface.
EDWARD:...I love you?
BELLA: Deal.

(okay, that's not really how it happened, but you get the idea....sorta...go see the damn movie if you want accurate historical details!!)

Random Elevator of Le Awkward:

Three EVIL!Vamps, Two VEGGIE!Vamps, and One Bella stand in a turquoise-painted elevator as smooth jazz plays in the background. BEST SCENE IN THE WHOLE DAMN MOVIE!

Volturi Palace:

There is some smashing, Edward writhing in pain as Dakota Fanning Jane smiles in pleasure....yes, in pleasure.
Bella shouts a lot, pretty pretty marble stairs are smashed, Edward's face cracks down the side and magically heals, and then Bella gets an eyefull of Jane's not-pain. Hilarity ensues.

GRETA: *pouts* No Jacob...dammit.
ELLIE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Edward got punched!
GRETA: DAMMIT, EDWARD! DIE ALREADY! *strangles stupid sparklepire*
FANGIRLS: *PULL OUT TORCHES AND PITCHFORKS*
GRETA AND ELLIE: *glare* ya wanna take this outside?
FANGIRLS: *menacing glare*
GRETA: *pulls out stake*
EDWARD: *wibbles*
GRETA: Now, may we resume the movie and fast forward to Sexy!Jacob? *waves stake casually...accidentally stabs stalker!girl numero 2*....oops?
FANGIRLS: *pout*
STALKER GIRL NUMERO 2: *dying* Help? Edward?....FUCK.
GRETA: die in pain, n00b.

Back at the ranch:

Edward, Jacob, and Bella have a catfight. Bella wins for reasons unbeknownst to human kind. Jacob fursplodes and runs away, Edward proposes, Bella goes "WHAAA...??" and the movie ends.

AUDIENCE:......ZOMGWTF THAT WAS IN THE THIRD BOOK! ON A BED! AND THERE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ALMOST-SEX!

GRETA AND ELLIE: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! fail.


The End.

GRETA: I still want that motorcycle...
ELLIE: I know, dear. I know.

Okay, complaining GO!



Today just sucked! It was one of those days where everything is piled on top of you, and you can't see which way you're walking, and it all falls down, and instead of bending down to pick it up, you just plop down and cry because its SO DAMN FRUSTRATING AND WHY CAN'T STUFF JUST COOPERATE FOR ONCE!? yeah. That was my day.

Anyhoo, ANDY IS COMING OVER ON FRIDAY AND STAYING THROUGH SUNDAY!!!!!!!!!! If you want to hang with us, please let me know! - - side note: Saturday night is reserved for Public Enemies. I promised I'd see it with him first, but that doesn't mean that you guys can't just show up ~.^

On a bright note, my mom got a ton of her bandages taken off, another drain off (ONLY ONE MORE TO GO!!!) and she's feeling pretty good. The anesthesia depression is wearing off, and she's starting to become the same person she was before surgery. Its really good to see.

Again, if anyone has an interest in hanging out with me and Andy over the weekend, lemme know. My mom is giving me those days pretty much to do whatever i want because i've been so helpful these past few days ^_^.


Call me!

-ESparkle

Tears soak your shirt
as I clutch at the fabric
desperate to know you'll be okay

My body is frozen,
unable to move. Unable to speak.
My eyes, glassy and wide, are blind.

This disease inside you,
it makes me shake with fear.
It wreaks havoc on my soul.

He watches too,
staring helplessly at me,
a cold computer screen his only connection.

My breathing is ragged,
each intake of breath a struggle.
My mind is clouded and foggy.

The Fear courses through my system,
leaving me a victim of its paralysis.
The world settles on my shoulders, a weight none should bear.

I ache.
I claw at my face, the tears streaming down in hot rivulets.
My cheeks, red and raw, reflect my bloodshot eyes.

You clutch me closer to you,
murmuring soft words of comfort.
Shouldn't I be the one doing that?

You provide the strength that I can't find,
the ability to dry my eyes,
take a few shuddering breaths.

The day of reckoning arrives.

We wait.

We hope.

We cry, for they are tears of joy.
You are fine.
A collective sigh of relief permeates the room.

I hear your voice again.
You sound the same,
unchanged and steadfast.

You said you will never leave,
that you will be around to see your grandchildren.
You never did lie.

I love you.

Hey Everyone,

I recently received news from my stepdad, uncle, and grandparents that the first part of my mom's surgery went fine, and that her lymph nodes are clean. I can't tell you how relieved I am to hear this, and know that my mom is okay. I'm reachable on my cell and email/LJ all weekend, so feel free to give me a call.

Love you all, and thank you SO much for your support through all this.

-Ellie

I'm feeling pretty confused and angry at the world. I have a lot of fear about losing those i care deeply about, and need support right now. Help.

1. Your Middle Name: Palay
2. Age: 17
3. Single or Taken: Taken (Love you Andy!)
4. Favorite Movie: Toss up between Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Pirates of the Caribbean, and Sweeney Todd....and many more....heh.
5. Favorite Song or Album: o_O I can't answer this....ask the 1500+ songs on my iPod
6. Favorite Band/Artist: see above
7. Dirty or Clean:.....do you KNOW me!?
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings: getting a tattoo very soon, and i have my ears pierced
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ? oh we only talk EVERY SINGLE DAY during Lunch/StudyHallArtTime/After School
10. What's your philosophy on life? Laugh often and deal with the hard things as they come
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty? usually half-full, but sometimes i'm a real pessimist.
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest? probably not...ignorance is NOT bliss, despite the saying.
13. What is your favorite memory of us? new favorites every time we hang out! Best times are definitely when we end up going on tangents about taking over the world....and man-farms....heh heh heh.
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure? playing frisbee with guys
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you: I named myself Ellie Sparkle when i was four
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarky) - what are they? Andy to live next door, the ability to slow down/stop time, transformation
17. Can we get together and make a cake? DUH!! WHY DIDN'T YOU ASK ME BEFORE!? I LOVE CAKE!
18. Which country is your spiritual home? ENGLANDENGLANDENGLANDENGLANDENGLAND!!!!!!
19. What is your big weakness? I really don't know....attention span?
20. Do you think I'm a good person? very much so
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school? Art/English
22. Describe your accent British!....i wish. I like to think its a refined East Coast-esque one...
23. If you could change anything about me, would you? nothin'
24. What do you wear to sleep? Tank top and sweatpants
25. Trousers or skirts? usually skirts if the weather is nice, but pants seem to be worn more often cuz wisconsin weather SUCKS
26. Cigarettes or alcohol? alcohol, but only in small amounts on special occasions.
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!) Eat cookies, read manga, and sneak into the latest Chris Pine movie
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?.....done!

...he fails at Tai Chi...
...he needs surgery....
...he got high on E...
...raver is he...
..."DOWN WITH WORLD PEACE!!!"...
...eaten by fleas....
...wants his chai tea...
...wants a.....CHEEZBURGER!!!...
...just stepped in his pee...
...will never be free...
...chained to a tree...
...knocked out by Saleem...
...killed by my squee...
...refuses to breathe...
...made out with his niece...
...kung fu trainee...
...quite the ninny...
...rockin' da beat...
...IZ ON A BOAT MUTHERFUCKER!!....
...pervy is he...
...wears girlie undies...
...goes on nude sprees...
...needs his blankey...
...enjoys people's screams...
...likes to eat leaves...
...squishy is he...
...deadlines to meet...




teee heeee heeeeeee....done during the Gym Exam. I has fun with Mr. Ali Ababwa from Agrabah.

Today is one of those days where i just need to talk about random stuff because i can. These past few weeks and next few weeks have been/are BITCHES. I'm so stressed out with school and dad issues and all the wonderful feelings that go with it. I don't really understand why all this stress is crashing down NOW, but it is, and i don't like it. I know this summer is going to be one hell of an emotional roller coaster (sorry about the cliche) considering how wonderful it will be to have a job i ENJOY, and the ability to actually spend time with my friends, and maybe even Andy (if i get lucky). On the other hand, my dad is going to be on the warpath with me, trying to sabotage me at every chance he gets. I'm not looking forward to the battles i'm going to face with him, especially concerning living with my mom until graduation. I'm not going back to his house. EVER. But he's going to fight me on this until the day he dies, or until he knows he's lost. The problem is, i doubt he'll ever think he's the loser. He puts himself on such a pedestal, and i know i've said this before, but it irks me so! How can one person think they're perfect, when the rest of the world is so clearly telling them they're not? He has no heart, no compassion, and there are times when i wonder if he has no soul either. It wouldn't suprise me in the least if he didn't. He thinks he's going to win this battle, but he can't MAKE me come back to his house, especially considering what i know about him and his life. I won't say i look forward to the battles, because i don't, but a part of me wants to cut him to pieces and make him feel what i've felt. I want to see him cower like the coward he is...for him to realize his true nature. I want to WIN against him, and i want blood. Not enough to actually say half the things i could, or do half the things i could do, but a very strong part of me desperatly wants to be malicious and just hurt him like he's hurt me, my mom, and my sister. I don't even know if i have that power, considering his lack of heart as i mentioned before, but i doubt i'd let that part of me take over, no matter how tempting. Sinking to his level would only reflect badly on me and my character, so i won't do it. i pride myself on my integrity and strength of self. By lowering myself to him, i would denounce those characteristics, which is something i refuse to do. I'm proud that i can make the distinction between these two sides of myself and know which one will win out, considering there are a lot of adults who can't do that. My mom has told me i'm mature beyond my years, and when it comes to situations like this, i feel like i am. I know i'm only 17 and have only lived a short life, but i feel like i've been forced to live through a lot more than a lot of people. If my story were compared to some of the more tragic ones out there, it would seem cushy and a non-issue, but i don't think others understand just how painful life behind closed doors can be....especially in my dad's family. I thank whatever deity there is out there in the Cosmos that i don't live with him anymore, given the clarity i have now that i'm living with my mom. I wouldn't go back there to save my own life.

On another note, I saw TheFurryBitch today at Bayshore, on my way out of Barnes and Noble....it was so AWKWARD. She was on the other side of the street from me, and waved a bit. I raised a hand slightly, then scrammed out of there like nobody's business.

I just got back from babysitting for the two most adorable kids i've ever met, and i have to say, playing with them on the ground and acting like toddler myself for a few hours was one of the most theraputic things i could have done. It was incredible to roll around on the ground while making funny faces and giggling because a ball hit me in the head, as the two little kids ran around the living room laughing and squealing in happiness. I know i'm writing like a personal narrative, but i feel so REFRESHED after tonight. I recommend that everyone let out their inner child at least once in a month, and behave like a three year old, just because they can. Taking joy in a ball bouncing off a table at a funny angle is amazing. Being able to figure out a puzzle all by yourself is a true accomplishment, and admiring pictures not for their artistry, but because the colors are pretty makes you see the world in new, simpler ways. We forget as we grow up that there ARE things in the world that can be taken for as simple as they are, without any thought of symoblism or deeper meaning. When Two-year-old Julia sees my purple shirt, she doesn't think that i'm wearing it to symbolize a mood or because it shows my inner complexities, but because the color is just SATISFYING in a two-year-old way. Its PRETTY. She sees my necklace and doesn't think "Star of David, therefore Jew", instead "SPARKLE STAR!!! PRETTY!!! I LIKE IT!!" I miss those days!

So, my dear amigas (and amigo), lets revert back to our toddler selves and see the simple things for what they are....simple.



I simply love you all!

1. The person that tagged you is:
scuba_dooba
2. Your relationship with her is:
We met in kindergarten and have been amazing friends since.  ....our conversations are....interesting?
3. Your first impression of her is:
AWESOME!! PLAYMATE!!! WANNA PLAY BLOCKS!?
4. The most memorable moments with her:
Well, let's see....prolly "YOU MARRIED A GOOSE!?" things just went from there....
5. The most memorable thing she has said to you is:
see above
6. If she becomes your lover, you will:
howl by the light of the moon and wonder when we went gay...? meh, whatever she'd be a great lovah ~.^
7. If she became your lover, what should she improve at:
not kicking me in the middle of the night right after sex. Jeeze! i have bruises! (JK JK!)
8. If she becomes your enemy, what would you do:
Begin plotting her demise, then once she begged for mercy, give her cookies and welcome her back to the dark side.
9. If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:
the Aliens took her brain and put it in a jar.
10. The most desired thing you want to do for her now is:
bake her cookies.
11. Your overall impression on her:
KELL-A-BITS! 'nough said
12. The characteristic you love most about yourself:
I hate answering these questions. Ask my friends.
13. The characteristic you hate most about yourself:
I, like mistyeyedreamer, overanalyze EVERYTHING.
14. The most ideal person you want to be is:
someone who can fend for herself in any situation
15. For people that care and like you, say something to them:
*GLOMP* I WUV YOU GUYS!!!!!!
16. Pass this quiz to 10 people who you want to know how they feel about you (they’re tagged and they can’t tag you back):

naaah i don't feeeeeel like it. If you're readingthis, you are automatically obligated to do the meme. SO HA!


i's evil, i know. :3

I got tagged by </a>scuba_dooba</span>....you sick, sick little moo cow. 


Kyo Sohma

Hey Peoples!!!

Sorry I haven't posted in forever, but some major shit has been going down with getting back from Spain, fights with dad, Andy (THAT is good news right there), and school having taken up all my time. Life has been so incredibly crazy that i haven't had time to think straight, let alone post on LJ!

News:
1-Making up HW 24/7 and too many tests!!!
2-HUGE GIGANTIC MONSTER FIGHT WITH MY DAD!!! (more on THAT later)
3-My friends rock (THANK YOU GRETA!!!)
4-I love Andy SO much, even when he's annoying me slightly, he always redeems himself within the day...usually within the hour
5-My mom is amazing

1. Self Explanatory....you all know what its like!


2. Okay, down to the nitty gritty details of how much i hate my father. He and I had another fight yesterday night, and for some reason, he managed to reduce me to tears again. He called me so many things that a parent should never call their child, and yet he still wonders why i don't want a relationship with him. I don't understand how he can POSSIBLY think that i'd ever go back to living with him and his family, or take any interest in being his daughter actively when he treats me the way he does. Its like he assumes that because he is my biological father, he has some power over me that MAKES me love him and respect him as a person. Well, Jonathan, sorry to burst your bubble, but things don't work that way. I do NOT respect him as a person, nor do i love him. Love and respect are given as an automatic when you're a little kid, but once you reach the age i'm at, you learn about the people you  live with and you make judgements after that. I've made my judgement about him, and he doesn't deserve the time of day from me. Ha, on top of everything that he said yesterday, he's not letting Kira spend time with us on Dan's birthday because its "his weekend with her, and he hasn't seen her in so long. He wants to spend some time with his daughter.".......omfg. He won't let kira go to six flags with us for Dan's birthday because he wants her with him. I personally think that my mom shouldn't let kira visit him on The Furry Bitch's birthday because it will serve him right. What the fuck is wrong with him!? He has no heart, nor does he have any compassion for other human beings. If he wanted things to be okay between him and me, he'd ask my mom for help, or he would never have made the choices he did, while kira and i were telling him not to all along the way. he's destroyed our relationship. NOT ME.

3. Greta took Kira out to a movie while i was in Spain, and showed her a wonderful time, for which i am eternally grateful! THANK YOU!!!!!!

4. Andy and i have had a little tension between us considering the stress and stuff with both of our schools and my dad, but that boy comes through when you need him and i love him SO much. With all the events that happened last night, i was calling him like crazy, but since he was asleep, he didn't hear his phone. I saw him on IM today, and then he called me. i was in tears for a while, but he made me feel so much better. There's something about a boy who you know is in love with you, telling you that he thinks you're an amazing person that can make even the biggest problems feel not so huge. He used this analogy that "Hurricane Jonathan has broken down the house you've built, and its not your fault that that's happened. It's our job as the people who love you to build it back up, and you feel guilty because you're not doing anything, but everyone helping to build you back up knows that you'd do the same thing for them, so its not any time out of their lives to make you feel better too." I love when he says things like that because he puts things so in perspective for me. I wrote him a letter today, which i'm not going to share because its between him and me, but telling him how i felt by putting pen to paper was amazing. I've never really thought of love letters as powerful, but you'd be suprised how much of yourself you put into physically writing out the words "I love you". I love him so much, and i pray that we never break up. He is one of the best things that has ever happened to me, and i will NEVER forget the effect he's had on my life. I love you, Andy.

5. You all know how amazing my mom is, so i don't need to go into details, but if i had to compare her to anything last night, it was a lioness defending her cubs. She was ferocious. Mom, i love you too!!

I do believe i've caught you all up on life so far...if i'm missing anything, its cuz i legit forgot.

Love you guys!

-E

Am Home! More later!

Hola Chiquitas!!


I´m not exactly sure what day of the trip i´m on, but so far things have been pretty incredible! Day 1 was spent on a plane...for 7 hours...without moving...yeah, i know. We then took ANOTHER plane from Madrid (our first landing spot) to Sevilla, where we "began" our day with a trip to Real Alcazar. I took so many pictures its slightly ridiculous...actually, not even slightly. it IS ridiculous. If i can, i´ll upload them onto LJ once i´m done typing this up. After we finished at Real Alcazar, the teachers basically said, "You have maps. Use them." and sent us on our merry way through the streets of Sevilla. At first it was kinda scary, being in the city without someone saying "Go here, now here, now there, now sit...etc", but we got used to the freedom pretty quickly. Me, Monica, Jess, and Jenny B came together as a group and wandered together. We discovered a bunch of side streets lined with orange trees, cafes, little shops where you see only one item of clothing of its kind, and therefore HAVE TO BUY IT ZOMG!!! or you will never see it again (that´s where ALL my purchases stemmed from....DON´T JUDGE ME!) We had a set curfew to be back at the hotel by, and could do anything we wanted outside of that one rule and the rules of conduct (no alcohol, smoking, drugs, or sex...the usual for school trips). Each night, the curfew was an hour later, and i´m guessing that was because we were going to stay out so late here in Campohermoso, but we really don´t. I actually like that fact though, so i´m not complaining. Again, its all a bit overwhelming to hear so much spanish all the time and really not understand what´s going on, but i´m getting there. The next few days in Sevilla were pretty much the same...do one major thing with the whole group of 31 students, then, like a shotgun blast, everyone goes off to their separate corners of the city to play. on our second to last day, Jenny, Jess, Monica, and I all managed to get lost on the other side of the city, during Semana Santa, with THOUSANDS of people blocking our way....let´s just say i´m REALLY REALLY glad we gave ourselves three and a half hours to get lost, cuz we needed it! Yesterday, we took a freaking 6 hour bus ride through the mountains (and about half the bus was moaning about how they were going to puke...myself included), but when we arrived in Vera (a city in the northern part of the southern part of spain), my family was the first on there! XD EVERYONE WAS JEAAALOOUUUSSSS!!! tee hee hee i win. Last night, i got to see a reenactment of the murder of Jesus and all its glory through Miriam´s church, and i gotta say, there are some good  Jesus actors here in Camphermoso. They should be recruited lol. And so, we come to today, where i had breakfast, wandered Campohermoso with Miriam, Sergio (her boyfriend), Mari Loli (her best friend who Amy Petermann is staying with), Victoria (Miriam´s other best friend) and Borja (Sergio´s brother). We went to this park where there are exercise machines all along the walkways, and had a grand ole time trying the machines and laughing at each other. I guess it doesn´t really matter what language you speak when you can act like a total idiot and know you look like one, and still laugh at yourself. I´ll take as many pictures as i can in the next few days, and try to give you guys an accurate representation of all my travels...i´m already upwards of 350 photos, so if you don´t think that´s enough...well...MER. I have to go now cuz Miriam is out of the bathroom, but i´ll try to post again soonish...
Love you all, and Email me if you want to!!!!


-Ellie

Blah blah blah blah blah blah.


Homework sucks ass, yes we all know this, but i thought i'd restate it for posterity's sake. Missing 5 days of school in a row is no picnic, especially when what is SUPPOSED to be a vacation turns into a slightly serfdom-esque....thingy. yeah, a thingy. Anyhoo, i want to see Andy. How is that different from any other post i've written? i have no idea.



I FOUND OUT WHO I'M STAYING WITH IN SPAIN, AND HER EMAIL ADDRESS DOESN'T WORK!!!!!!!!!


booooo.

HOLY HELL!!! I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I'M GOING TO THE CUTE IS WHAT WE AIM FOR CONCERT ON MARCH 28TH WITH ANDY!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!



oh, and i am back from Florida!

I love my grandma dearly, but she is getting on my last nerve! Her attitude reminds me of my dad....i guess its pure coincidence that they are born on the same day! But anyway, i'm getting to understand why mom doesn't like coming here. Grandma treats everyone like her servant, and when we don't do exactly what she wants right away, she throws a small hissy fit. Again, i love her, but i'm not sure how much more Florida i can stand...



help!