I haven't done much...

...but dream.

In last nights dream, I looked like this.


The whole school threw a party for an ex-suicidal girl
who graduated years ago and only had one friend--
her girlfriend.

The boy I loved in 9th and 10th grade
kissed the back of my hand and proposed
celibacy.

The school janitors used their cars--
the nicest cars money can buy--
to mow over fences.

The sky was purple.



A violin and a ukulele played a heartbreaking duet.

It sounds like the kind of fantasy a stomp poet would write.

But while I slept, it was all real.

Chee

[if this post were to have a theme song, it would be "We Are Winning" by Flobots.]

Cell phones need a vacation

I think cell phones just decided to commit suicide today (in my response to Chee)

They need a vacation of some sorts, I guess.

Yours (Chee) needed a pedophile

Mine needed to die...though I think they gave me an emo phone since the beginning 'cause it's brand new (I got it Saturday!) Dam emo phones!!!

I was gonna get into the car (or machine of EEEEvil) but I was carrying my cello AND my bad AND my phone AND my i-pod...and probably some spare underwear when SLIP!!!

There it went!!!

It didn't even reboud! It just SLIPPED beautifully

into the gutter.

It wanted to do that.

Now it's smelly, but hey!

At least now my gutter sings Celtic Woman

-Mess in mess

Crazy people shouldn't be given liscences

Really! They shouldn't!!!
I....I don't deserve it!!!

Recently, I almost Killed Emma and Vicks in a 15 minute ride to my house.

THE, I almost killed an old dude!!! And he takes care of other old people!!!!

Then I almost massacred a mailbox. That wasn't so bad.

However, afterwards, I almost MURderED a religion teacher!!!! Jesus!!!!

Then, after droppin Vicks SAFELY off at the train station...I didn't know how to go back to my house!!! So I almost killed ME!!!

And today...I killed a tree...and got lost in a gated community for half an hour.

Thank God for Vick's mom (she led me out >.<) I hate cars.

Why can't we have ponies?

- Mess eating mess

Today was a bad day for cell phones.

My little brother, {Jay} [yeah, he's cool enough for the squiggly ones

lost the keypad on his.

Mess' fell in a gutter

and is now too icky to handle.

Mine?

Disappeared.

I have a theory--

there is a black hole following me. 

If anyone out here on the interwebz could tell me where to find a 

black-hole-hunter

I would very much appreciate it.

Today was a bad day for fingers too. 

I got another paper cut. 

Aaaaaand  I somehow dislocated big brother's {Joe}

middle finger.

He deserved it. 

Sorry.

>_<

So, I am now stranded , 

at home, cell-phone-less.

 

UPDATE 

My sister just walked in and apparently...

My phone is being held HOSTAGE.

For serious!

The dude wants to come to my HOUSE

and he wants me to pay a REWARD.

I dropped it when I went to pick up my family's lunch.

Douche bag didn't give it in to the business--

he just took it with him!

Too pissed off to finish this,

Chee

P.S.

Vicks or Mess, call me to my house.

But if either of you speak to Blue before this,

Tell It to call me to my same number but ending in 22 instead of 51. 

L'amour, le gossip, les amis.

Dear Reader[s]:

I'm posting to say...
I'm posting way too much!
>.<

Other than that, huge drama at school lately.
Ok, two huge dramas.
One involves Facebook and the almighty power of alcohol,
throw in a girl most people don't like and make one mean fiesta.
Aaaaand,
It's worth mentioning Emma and her [ex?]boyfriend.
Someone she refuses to believe ever cheated on her.
I, however, will try to not intrude.
Watch me fail miserably.

I mean, ok.
It's her life!
But I care about her and she'll find out eventually and she'll resent me.
Because, I knew.

Bla, romance sucks.

Until then,
Vicky

Old People! Shake what your mamma gave you!

Like so:

Thanks Mess, you're wonderfully amusing.
^_^

-Vicks

P.S. Pay no attention to the fact the video is repeated... I phail like that.

Ooh, you make me live

The show was AMAZING.

MATHEMATICAL

AWESOME

KILLER

 

RAD

 

:D

 

Aside from that though, 

not much has happened.

Ooh, we have finals coming up this week.

I haven't studied for a single one. 

Tee hee.

Any other procrastinators out there?

I think I only need to study for French... and Spanish.

I think I'll go lock myself up with Mess and do so.

.... tomorrow...

I wrote a story!

It's called Watching Glory Come In the Form of Morning

and I don't think I've ever given anything else that much thought.

Now I have to write an essay about it.

>_<

Do you know how weird it is to refer to yourself in MLA?

Oh, I've developed an obsession for Julia Nunes.

She is amazing. 

She made me want a ukulele.

Gimme!

Chee

Cows.

Australia.
The movie that made cows sexy.

-Vicks

I hate the future

I stayed home from school because I'm sick... with allergies :3

But really, my mom gave me permission so that I could apply to colleges properly.

Colleges.... ah. (: What a hurtful joke. The other day I applied to University ** for the first time. Yesterday I got a letter in the mail saying that I "didn't meet the standards" which isn't possible for two reasons. One, because I haven't sent them my SAT scores. Two, I have the required GPA to get in with an 1180 on my SAT... and since I haven't sent out my SAT score, they don't know if I have the minimum required SAT score to get in. What is worse is that the letter isn't a flat out rejection. I was just told that I should go on a "deference program" which means that I should go to another college and THEN apply to University **. Thanks but no thanks. I would rather jump off a bridge while on fire than apply to your University again.

So today I am sitting in front of my computer trying to think of an essay to write for my other 10 college choices. I've been doing this for the past 7 hours.... I need to write something inspiring for the following uninspiring prompt:

Write an essay in which you tell us about someone who has made an impact on your life and explain how and why this person is important to you.

What I don't get is how writing about someone important to me will get me into college. My major of choice requires no writing of essays and if they did, it wouldn't be a big part of it.

In other news, I'm taking the SAT again tomorrow and I have to write yet another uninspired essay so that maybe some old, bitter, wrinkly, know-it-all man can give me a 2. (:

If you haven't applied to college yet, don't even bother. It is all a big scam. You pay a big load of money so that MAYBE you can be successful in life. They're pretty much elitist, out-of-tune people with nothing better to do than to LOOK for things to give you a big, fat, REJECTED with.

Love, Kenni<3

Duh.

I phail monstrously at counting...
Althought!
I'm not counting the Christmas mini-post as an entry!
Ha!
I foooooooled you!
>.<

I'm not insane, I swear.

Vicks.

The middle of the week has never been this sexy

Three's the magic number, peoples!

the third of December!
the third consecutive post!
three rings on my left hand!
three charms on one of my necklaces!

Ok, now I'm just being paranoid.

Nothing major to report except...
The Christmas Concert Extravaganza is tomorrow!
Let's hear it for our ode to Martha Stewart!
And to Emma for making the hilarious solo!
And to us for waving around kitchen utensils!

Oh, yes, we're that hardcore.

Off to bed ridiculously early to rest those singing muscles of mine!
Huh, I'm using a lot of exclamation marks.
Does that mean I'm happy?

Lucid dreaming is the only kind of dreaming,
Vicky-Vicks

Oh! Before I forget!

It's December!
Which meaaaaans...!

It's almost Christmas!

My favorite holiday!

:O

Hope you're celebrating with me,

Vicks

Do the Hellen Keller.

Ok, I've just realized my first title [You've got until midnight... to die.] was kind of... macabre.
Especially if someone reads this and then dies.
Sorry if I've jinxed it, peoples of the interwebz.
>.<

Isn't death a curious thing?
What happens afterwards?
Are there other planets with people just like us?
Are we being observed by impossibly intelligent aliens?

Whoa.

I've gone on a complete existential trip.
>.>

In other news...
Choir rehearsals are squeezing the energy slowly and painfully out of me.
Thank the Gods the concert is on Thursday.
I shall bring pictures!
Just because I need to learn how to do this uploading thing.
Because, let's face it, I phail at Internet-ing things.
^_^

I hope Emma gets to post!
But, if not, I'm here.
Yaaaay.
Cheer people, cheer!

I failed a Lit Workshop quiz today.
Just because I was f@#*%$~ late!
Damn my eldery Principal!
She was the one talking to me anyways.
#($#*$#*%$)(!



Shush girl, shut your lips.
Do the Hellen Keller and talk with your hips.

->Vict-oh-ri-ah