Dear Fucktards At My School! You Guys Suck

I'm so done caring what you people think. Fuck everybody. I've been hiding who I am for so long now, you people think I'm a "freak" now yet I've been holding back. Not no more lol. ROFL i can smell cnadle wazx in my breath lmfao.


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watch the video!! but watch this one first then watch that one HAHA



marilyn manson=god

and then i go weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

ok ok from now on, guess what? i'm gonna be me and no one else...you guys aren't gonna like this at all i promise you. I'll probably loose half the friends i have...never get a boyfriend again...i don't care. no more holding back xD

oompa loompas make me happy

How do you put yourself into a coma?

I seriously cannot stand the entire population of teenagers in this country anymore. Hatred isn't deep enough to describe what I feel for everyone around me.Humanity has finally disgusted me beyond what I thought was even possible. I'm half tempted to just end myself now so I don't have to deal with people anymore. I want to just go to sleep and never wake up again. Life is a curse anyway...not much of a point in living it.

今日は

I began shooting Insomniac. I went to my friend Cheyenne's house after school (I most likely just spelled her name wrong btw because I always do! lol) Alex came over too, they are my partners in health, the class I'm making Insomniac for. It was a blasts! We got the first couple of scene's shot today for the footage of what I'm calling "Day 1" it's looking pretty good so far, there is one more scene I need for day 1 but I'm getting it shot on Monday because it needs to be shot at school. Believe it or not I'm actually filming at this very moment for the footage of what I'm calling "Night 1" it involves me proving I didn't sleep all night. I'm probably going to actually stay up all night tonight anyway considering it's Friday. This film has really gotten my creative sparks going, this is a good thing I need the stress relief right now, and the film and other random events have been keeping me away from depression all day. So, yeah, I'm happy! I had a blast at Cheyenne's house, don't think I've laughed this hard in a long time. 

So since you read my blog, you get to see what I am now considering to be the future bloopers of Insomnia from hanging out at Cheyenne's house today. 

 

FUNNY THING ABOUT THIS DOG! WHEN I FIRST WALKED INTO CHEYENNES HOUSE THIS DOG WOULD NOT STOP BARKING ME (AS YOU WILL SEE WHEN YOU WATCH INSOMNIAC, HINT HINT.) SO I WALKED UP TO THE LITTLE PUP AND STARTED PETTING HER AND PLAYING WITH HER NO MATTER HOW MUCH SHE BARKED AND GROWLED THEN RANDOMLY LATER ON THAT EVENING, SHE CAME AND JUMPED UP ON MY LAP AND PAWED AT ME TO HOLD HER AND THEN CLUNG TO ME WITH HER PAW EVERY TIME I TRIED TO PUT HER DOWN LOL

Oh my god! I swear some people just don't get it when you want to break up with them! Sorry, I know random topic change but my ex boyfriend who lives in fucking Fort Wayne, Indiana (which is like way north of where I am) keep texting me ever since I broke up with him, not even a month ago.  He is so obsessed with me, I mean (not trying to sound cocky) but I've had guys be "in love" with me before, but he is by far the worst. He's been begging for me to take him back EVERYDAY since the day I left him. I mean, we do have A LOT in common, I'll give him that. But he is talking about us being soul mates and all that...blah blah, I don't believe in that shit. The word love is so complelty meaningless to me anyway, in my opinion the emotion it's self is fake. A sappy excuse for teenagers to get laid. I used to think maybe me and spade might have worked out if he didn't live all the way in Fort Wayne, and don't get me wrong I tried my hardest to go see him I really did. I even went to extremes, the fucker had me asking a damn teacher if he would take me (he said no obviously, i knew he would. but i promised him i would try my hardest and it was worth a shot...but it was awkward and i wanted to shoot spade for making me ask) And Spade claims he tried to come see me. But like always with these long distance relationships, it never worked out. Then I realized, even if he did live in Indianapolis...I don't know if it would even work out then. He is so passionate about us and wants it to be so serious, I don't even think I believe in the word "love", so I mean I really don't think I should be in any kind of closed serious relationship like that. I've tried to explain to him, but for some reason he just doesn't get it. I mean I still want to be friends with him and all but idk, he is assuming just because I still talk to him means I still have some kind of feelings for him. Here he is texting me at 1 in the fucking morning saying "I love you"...I don't know what to say, I'm just gonna reply with "ok." If I said it back, I'd be lying.

Yesterday during lunch Jesse drew a blue sharpie mustache on my face. So I went to my 5th 6th and 7th literally stached lol. Lots of people were laughing, and some stupid ghetto chicks got a cocky attitude about it, but who gives a shit what they think? 

Anyway, yesterday this one dude with 10,000 furry chins rehed that he wanted a picture but he didn't have his camera and I would have kept it on all day but my stupid mom made me wash it off before we went to my grandma's house. But I told the strange chin creature I would let him take a picture of it today when he had his camera this morning I waited for Jesse in the latin/japanese hall but I couldn't wait long enough since my 2nd period was in the career center so I just had Pancake draw a black stache on me.

Oh yeah and I wore my "don't touche my mustache shirt" to add humor to the situation lol. 

-Reh reh, flap flap. 

Today...

was my birthday! i'm no longer 15 :( but 16 is ok I guess. Normally i don't particularly like my birthday but this one was pretty awesome i must admit. Ginger Fish left Marilyn Manson :( and I was sad at the beginning of the day just thinking about that. But being around my friends and the fact that i got 510 text messages today from people saying happy birthday!!! Yeah I turned my phone off eventually, I'm a bit socially drained at the moment lol. Everyone told me happy birthday today in like every class lol, I feel like if I hear those words again I'm gonna go crazy!

I stayed after for Japanese, it was fun...except my best friend was there...and she seemed really depressed. I tried to figure out what was wrong but she never answered me. I'm kind of worried but I'm hoping if I just giver her some space she'll get better.

After Japanese I was forced to go to my grandmother's house! BLAH! Ehhh it wasn't so bad I guess. She turned 96, our birthdays ironically fall on the same day. We had ice cream cake...but it was Chocolate..I HATE CHOCOLATE. (Unless it's white chocolate then it's AMAZING!)

Last event of the day I went to Student Directed Plays tonight at school, I was a bit late (since my grandmother lives in bumfuck egypt and my mom wouldn't stop taking fucking pictures for us to leave) The plays were alright, but the very last one was AWESOME. THEY PLAYED SHINY MUSIC (it was pirate play ^.^) and then I screamed Shiny and interrupted everything xD But they should have seen that one coming! I hung out with Jesse for a little bit after the plays waiting for my ride and we snuck up on the choir kids practicing. I used to be in choir back in middle school, hell I was even in I.C.C (Indianapolis Children's Choir). I mean, in my younger days I was actually a pretty good singer. But, then I got into black metal and decided to start screaming, that was when my singing voice when bye bye. Lol.

Yeah Abby let me borrow her camera so I could use it when I start filming Insomniac tomorrow. I didn't even get to work on the script today I'm so damn tired. Only thing I'm doing now, is finishing my Japanese homework and going to sleep. I'M FUCKING TIRED.

-GOOD NIGHT

NOOOOOOOOOO! NO NO NO NO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! I'M LITERALLY IN TEARS, OH MY GOD NO!!!

Ginger Fish, the drummer of Marilyn Manson since 1995, is leaving the band. His facebook status says:

"I am regretful to inform the fans that I have decided to step down as a member of Marilyn Manson , and see where my life , and the knowledge of my availability cares to take me . I can't stand by to watch opportunities pass me by simply because the knowledge of my availability wasn't clearly expressed by me . I wish my brothers well , and I expect nothing but great things from them . Sincerely , Ginger Fish"

This is horrible. Why does it have to be on my birthday something like this happens. I'm literally in tears. Every band member Manson ever has leaves him! And now Ginger is doing the same thing. I feel like my heart is broken, and I don't even know why. I loved Ginger Fish, he wasn't my favorite but I thought it was so special that he stayed by Manson's all of these years. Who is going to be the drummer now? He keeps getting so many new members lately it's hard to keep track of them now. NO NO NO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING TELL ME IT'S NOT!! I'M FUCKING CRYING! THIS IS THE WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!

FAREWELL, GINGER FISH.

Insomniac

I'm working on a new project for my health class, and on the packet it said we could make a short movie if we'd like. I love directing movies, it's what I want to eventually do with my life. So considering our project must be about sleep, I'm making a fake documentary film called Insomniac about not sleeping for 12 days. The only thing is like usual, I'm procrastinating with witting the script. But I better hurry about because I have to start filming tomorrow!

I once did another project like this for world history last semester back when I was into the whole pastafarian stuff, it was called Ares vs. The Flying Spaghetti Monster. I had also just seen the movie Ed Wood (staring SHINY a.k.a Johnny Depp) and in respect to the real Ed Wood I directed it as horribly as possible on purpose to add humor. Which ended up working out well since the entire class was laughing the whole time and we got an A+



I want it to be more serious with Insomniac though, show my true directing skill. I assure you I am not THIS bad at making movies lol.

I took Jasmine for another walk today, this time my neighbor Austin and his little sister went with me. And I once only wore a t-shirt and my tripp shorts. Thankfully I'm beginning to adjust to the cold! lol. I'm preparing myself for Pluto.  

私はとてもふとっています!

I took a BMI test in health today and IT CALLED ME FAT! :( in which case I'm going on a diet. Lol I'm really hyper and happy for once. Then again I sort of have a feeling it's just me trying to get pass what could be deadly depression but I don't care. Chuck didn't take the break up too well, I can't really tell weather he's sad or angry or doesn't care. But he'll be ok and that's all I'm worried about.

I'm really getting into to this whole astronomy stuff, ironically I'm failing the my space science class (only because of my love for sleeping and skipping) but the stuff I have been paying attention has defiantly gotten me interested.  Especially Pluto, I feel this deep connection between us that I can't explain. I feel so bad for it, Just because it was a little too small some asshole scientist stripped it of it's title. I want to go there one day,  I don't care how impossible it seems right now. Technology getting more and more advanced, we've been to the moon, next will be mars. Sooner or later they'll come up with a way to take us to Pluto. I just hope it's in my lifetime.

I took my dog Jasmine for a walk around the block today, which by the way if you've ever lived in my neighborhood, a walk around the block is equal to about a mile and a half. That and I went in shorts and t-shirt. By time I got home I was shivering from the cold and couldn't feel my arms or my legs. But I figured if I ever go to Pluto it will be ten times colder so I best get use to it now.

BY THE WAY IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW, MY DOG IS CUTEST DOG EVER!

Tomorrow

I'm breaking up with him. Yeah I feel guilty for dating him in the first place to be honest, but I thought I had feelings it just turned out that I don't. The main thing is he has no personality at all other then randomly being perverted and telling corny jokes as well as using corny pick up lines. I really just think all he is interested in is sex. That and he just dosen't understand me, or undestand who I am. He called one of my best friends "weird" and he said it like it was a bad thing, so who he knows what he'll start thinking of me once we get to know each other more. And no one is going to talk about my best friend and get away with it. This will the third time I've hurt him, but it will be the last. And this is ironically going to be the first time I break up with someone to their face and not on the internet or through a note. Bit nervous about that but I want to do it right this time. I'm going to tell him I'm a lesbian, so he'll just forgot all hopes of anything between us and move on with his life and won't keep stalking me this time. Wish me luck...

Lol my title made me get the song by Six A.M stuck in my head. I've actually talked to Dj Ashba on the phone before thanks to my dad working with his sister. He's pretty fucking awesome! That and he's amazingly gorgeous lol.

I don't know who I am

I don't know who I am anymore. I'm starting to think I really do have multi-personality disorder, it's the personalities contradict themselves so much there's a constant battle playing within me. I hate this. I wish I wasn't so stressed all the time. I wish I could post a blog about something happy for once. It's just, happiness doesn't really happen too often anymore. My boyfriend tried coming over today. He called nonstop and rang the doorbell like crazy, I hid in the bathroom until he went away. I'm breaking up with him Monday. I need some serious time alone, to think about who I am. I don't even know if dating guys is right for me anymore. I don't know if anything is right for me.

My ribs hurt...

mes côtes mal

I hate being seen as an attention whore, no one has said it yet, but I'm pretty sure they think it. I don't want it to be like that. I hate having people constantly worrying about me day in and day out. I honestly don't know why anyone even cares, I'm not someone anyone should have to waste their time worrying about. After today, I'm pretty sure that the doctor was right about me having a bone disease. After watching what my brother went through with Marphans and his ribcage in the hospital, I can honestly say...I'm scared. Especially after what happened ins school, the reason I realized how much of an attention whore I must seem to be in the eyes of everyone else. I think I might have fractured or broken my ribcage. Can you even break that? I don't know...all I know is it HURT. I was in my 2nd period class and pancake made me laugh so hard I fell backward and tripped over the suspenders on the back of my pants. (now i get why they are called TRIPPS). It was funny at the time but then I heard a loud popping noise in my ribs and it hurt like hell to the point of tears. To make it worse every breath I took I felt a really sharp pain. I was tempted to ask my photography teacher to go the nurse, but the bell was about to ring and I thought maybe I could just go to the nurse after that and could avoid seeming dramatic, I later discovered in the hall from a friend that apparently you have a pass to go to the nurse even during passing period. At the point I just said fuck it, it hurt like hell but the pain would go down eventually, either that or I'd adjust to it. But then I had to accomplish the task of going up stairs, don't ask me why stairs have anything to do with my ribs, but I don't think I've ever felt pain like that in my chest before. I walked into my 3rd period crying, which sucked. Because then I had person after person asking me what was wrong, causing to me to be the center of attention. I hate that. I would rather spend my day not being noticed by anyone at all, then have people lined up to give me offerings of sympathy. I don't need anyone sympathy, I don't deserve anyone's sympathy, nor am I worthy enough be the certain of attention and distract an entire classroom from what they are suppose to be doing. In that moment, I felt no better than any selfish attention whore playing the sympathy card, and that was not my intention, it's never been my intention. I hated feeling like that so much, I started trying to hide my pain. I denied going to the nurse when offered a pass and took as small breathes as I could so it wouldn't hurt as much.

  I ended up going even though I didn't want to, just so my teacher would stop worrying about me. But the nurse did nothing but glare at me and bitch at me to get my hair out of my face. I hate that so much, there have been so many times when I've felt sick and not went to the nurse just because she is such a bitch. All she did was give me Tylenol and told me to go to the doctor when I get home, and when I asked if I call my dad, the bitch said no and sent me to my 4th period

It was ironic that was I was late because as soon I got there I got a pass from the office, I had to go down there to deal with an issue I've been dealing with for 4 years now. My ex boyfriend who won't keep his fucking hands off of me. Last week I was standing in the PAC with my Chuck and he got jealous and tried tugging on the chains of my tripps to get my attention. When I ignored him (not wanting him to fucking sexually violate me like he always does) he got pissed and yanked my chain (lol no he literally yanked my chain), making a huge ass rip right across the thy area of my pants. I was so pissed about in my 1st period that day I was shaking and couldn't even speak. I mean, honestly, tell me how you can report someone for sexual harassment THREE DIFFERENT TIMES and they still don't get the fucking picture that you don't want to put their fucking hands on you? To make it worse, administration does NOTHING about it. Do you see why I was so pissed my teacher pulled me out in the hall and told me I looked like I was going to shoot everybody? Honestly at that point he was accurate, I wanted everyone on the whole planet to die. The earth could have exploded in that moment killing everyone and I would have been happy about it.

When I got sent down to the office Mr. Steimal told me that they were going to make my ex pay for the tripps, but of course then he had to bitch about the ones I was wearing that the suspenders hung too low and I needed to take them off. Proceeding to make me take all 6 of them off one by one. That hurt like a bitch, not only were the hooks really hard to get off and hurt my thumbs, but I kept having to bend over to removed the ones at the bottom, I could feel my ribs popping every time. I wanted to cry when it was over, just because my ribs hurt so badly. But not wanting yet another person to have to worry about it, I let my bangs fall in my face and hid the small amount of tears that did manage to escape. It was pointless for him to make me take them off really, because as soon I got to lunch I had my friend help me put that right back on. I skipped again today, I promised myself I wouldn't do it anymore but I was late to my lunch and was starving so I went to the others just to convince Meaghan to buy me food and so I would get to see Autumn. (Unfortunately my boyfriend is in her lunch as well though so I didn't get to spend as much time with her as I wanted to, I was hoping he wouldn't have seen me, but he did) 

Well anyway, today was shit. Like any other day. When I got home I told my dad about my ribs, he told me to go to sleep and they'd feel better and that they couldn't do anything for them if I did go to the doctor and it would just cost him money blah blah blah. I went to sleep like he said, woke back up and they felt worse. I took a pain pill, it doesn't hurt so much now but they are still popping just from me making slight movements. 

 Mes côtes mal, Je vais au lit, Bonsoir.

Happy Flea Day!

It's Billie Joe Armstrong's birthday! I always remember his birthday considering it's an EXACT week before mine, well besides year lol, he's a bit older than me. I know a lot of people hate Green Day because they "sold out" but I don't care what people think. I've been listening to Green Day since I was a little kid, they were my first favorite band long before I fell in love with Manson, and they were my first concert. And honestly, I think me and a few others are their only true fans left. Green Day is like family to me (wink wink). It being a holiday and all, me and Ashen took it upon ourselves to dress up, of course she wouldn't let me take a picture of her!!! But I got one of my outfit at least, and I'm wearing my new tripps :) 

Me and Ashen and Jessie went to lip sync tonight. IT SUCKED. Lol but we made fun of all the black kids and their stupid shit for music. Ok ok, I admit the MJ dance was kind of cool, just because I grew up with MJ thanks to my parents. But other than that...yeah I want my five dollars back.

New Tripps=Fuck Yeah!

Publish Post

Today is a good day :)

父は、死んでください。

Today was a piece of shit, at least the beginning of it was, it started to get a little better toward the end, but this morning and last night were just miserable. I now officially hope that both of my parents drop dead. My dad is super pissed that he has to pay for me to see a specialist for my Marphans problem. He started in last night expressing his anger by screaming at me that it was my fault that I had Marphans because I drink too much soda. (By the way, Marphans is a genetically inherited disease, so if anyone is too blame it's him.) He was scapegoating almost everything i did as a reason to why I'm sick. He blamed it on me being a vegetarian (NOTHING TO DO WITH MY BONES), blamed it on me drinking too much soda (I hardly ever drink soda), blamed it on me not believing in "god" (he tried to tell me it was a curse from satan, blah blah all that shit), he even said that I was "evil" because I was an "incorrigible child" and that it was karma getting back at me. I love how when the doctor discovers there is something deathly wrong with me and all my dad cares about is the fucking medical bills he has to pay, and saying that it's all my fault. We ended up fighting all night, literally, from like 9:30 to about 1 in the morning, then he stormed out of the house, and I couldn't sleep so I ended up calling and talking to one of my ex's who I haven't talked to on the phone in like 6 months, but he always tends to make me feel better no matter what mood I'm in so I thought maybe he could help, and he did. We talked up until like 3 or so, that was when my dad came storming in my room again wanting to know why I wasn't in bed, this lead to another fight and Keith hanging up the phone after hearing my dad. This time we fought until like 5 something in the morning, ending up in him unscrewing my light bulb in my room and breaking it. (This is why I hate it when he drinks) After he finally shut up and went in the living to pass out drunk, I passed out myself from fucking crying, only to wake up again around 8 to have my dad screaming once again that I missed the bus and was gonna be late to school. 2nd day in a row now I've missed 1st period. But I actually made to 2nd today, Dad gave me a ride but we didn't speak to each other at all in the car. I actually preferred that to arguing every five mins. I kind of hoped he would crash on his way back home (considering he was obviously still drunk) 

Once I got to school I was told to go to the tardy room since it was still 1st, but I didn't have my I.D on me so I went and hid in the bathroom instead I had my scalpel with me and ended up making a few cuts before falling asleep on the bathroom floor and not waking up until the bell to go to 2nd period rang and woke me up. The rest of the day was shit. I had to go in the bathroom twice 3rd period just to wash off my arms so the excessive bleeding from my cuts wouldn't be too noticeable. Although I'm pretty sure my teacher noticed...oh well, he didn't say anything about it so as long as I don't get reported or something I don't care. The bleeding died down 4th.

I skipped 5th today with Chuck and went to all three lunches, and I got to see Autumn, which relieved some of the stress but once third lunch was over and Chuck left me to go to 6th I felt alone again. But I stayed after school today for Japanese with some friends, and then things started to feel a lot better than they did before. Normally hanging out with my friends in a place where I can unwind a little bit helps on these sort of days, so for once I was glad it was a Tuesday. 

After tutoring I went to Autumn's house, the last thing I wanted to do was go home to my dad. One of the main reasons I stayed after school today in the first place. But at Autumn's house I was super tired from not getting any sleep last night so I found myself dozing off a little bit. Then she put the sunglasses on I laughed my ass off. 

I'm home now and luckily my parents are both asleep. I just hope it stays that way...

私の父が大嫌いです

Valentines Day

Yeah not a big fan of the holiday,it's a bit overrated. But Chuck got me some stuff...lots of stuff lol 

 Yeah the pics are randomly taken in my parents bedroom, my room smells like a liter box currently, thanks to my cat Ozzy, so I've been hanging out in the living room and other random spots in the house when my parents aren't home. I feel bad that Chuck got me all these gifts and all I got him was a sucker and a flower I bought from the cafeteria at school (which he refused to take lol). 

Other than valentines day crap, today pretty much...sucked. I woke up this morning feeling really sick, my dad was at work this morning and couldn't drive me to school so I was going to have to take the bus (which I hate doing, since I'm terrified of them.) but when you wake up to your mom SCREAMING at you just because the first few times she said wake up you didn't hear her (hmm wonder why, maybe because i was SLEEPING, you dumb bitch), well you just don't really feel like being alive after that. So I ended up ignoring her screaming bloody murder even 5 mins (which by the way she was trying to wake me up at 5:00 when my bus doesn't even show up until like 6:55)  somehow I managed to fall back asleep through all the yelling but ending up waking to her storming in my room and ripping the blankets off of my body (hmm, never saw that one coming mom *cough* sarcasm *cough*) Anyway she then she had the nerve to call me a "fat lazy cow" and try to start a fight with me by pushing me off of my couch (apparently I missed the bus) she started screaming that I wasn't going to school and she hoped I flunked and blah blah blah. Normally, not going to school wouldn't bother me, except for the fact that I missed an entire week not too long ago due to what my dad thought was probably tonsillitis (we still aren't really sure) and now because of that I'm failing three of my classes, so I figured missing another day wasn't really a good idea. I figured I would just walk to school since I love being in the cold anyway (I would love to live on Pluto, no sun+freezing cold+beautiful ice+tiny little PLANET all to myself= a very happy caddy) IF PLUTO ISN'T A PLANET THAN MIDGETS AREN'T PEOPLE, STUPID SCIENTIST CAN SHUT UP BECAUSE PLUTO HAS FEELINGS TOO DAMMIT!!!! Anyway...she ended trying to stop from walking to school (she has some weird paranoia issue that the bogyman is going to kidnap me) I told her to leave me alone that I was going to walk because I needed to go to school, we ended up wrestling through the house, and i'm still not sure how but somewhere in there, she ended up leaving a pretty deep scratch across my wrist. By time our wrestling match was over, dad came home because he was on break and ended up driving me to school. Yeah I missed my 1st and 2nd period, I got there during passing period to 3rd and basically had to run half way there. Then for the rest of the day, I wasn't really in a good mood...

I got picked up from school early around 2:30, for a doctors appointment. I like Dr. Johnstone, he actually listens to me when I think there is something wrong, only thing is he keeps diagnosing me with all kinds of stuff, I feel like my body is going to fall apart at any minute. Apparently now he thinks I might have some kind of bone problem, I always thought I was just double jointed but now he's saying that there might be more to it, considering he said not even double jointed people can do some of the things that I can. He thinks I might have something called Marphans? Apparently my brother Eddy has the same thing. Eh whatever, I actually think it's kind of cool that I'm like ten times more flexible than everyone else. Even if he disagrees.

....PLUTO IS A PLANET!!!!!

Bonjour

If anyone actually reads this, my name is Scarlet (Caddy, Katrina...whatever you want to call me.) I thought the whole blogging thing would be interesting, and possibly a way to actually say what's on my mind for once. I'm not sure if anyone will actually read this but I don't care. Either way I guess the first thing to do here is to properly introduce myself. The only thing about that is, well I'm not entirely sure of what to say. To be honest, there is really too much to say. So I'll just leave with the basics and you can figure the rest out on your own. 

I'm 15 (About to be 16 in a few days), I go to Warren Central...i like it their, even if the only good grade I ever get is in Media Arts or Japanese lol.  I'm a writer, I've been one since I was old enough to pick up a pencil. I want to get into Film Directing or Photography once I graduate high school. First things first though is to get out of this piece of shit country. Once I'm 18 I want to move to either France or Japan, perhaps even travel back in forth between both, if not my back up plan is to head out to California. Just as long as I'm as far away from Indiana and my fat ass bitch of a mother as possible! But I want to be somewhere, where christianity doesn't exist. Where I won't have to spend my life constantly being taunted by a religion that continues to ruin my life. Which by the way, christianity is the main reason I don't like America. Well anyway enough of that before I start ranting. Let's see...what else to say? I don't know, you want to learn more you'll just have to read my future posts to find out. Fair warning though: If you are one of my friends from school or someone I might know in real life...I'm most likely a completely different person than you think I am, and if you read my blog and you start to learn the truth as to how my mind really works... there is a high chance that you probably won't even want to speak to me anymore. That being said...i have one thing left to say, and that is...

Shiny.