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tumblr...

Should be illegal.
It's like a freaking drug.
For such a cross fandom freak, it's.........................
Heaven.

Here's what happened:
Lalalala I think I wanna make a tumblr. Seems fun enough.
I'll just go on for a few minutes.... What the heck? It's been four hours.
The same way Pinterest got me.......
Check it out, like a few posts, reblog, hell; you could even follow me.
I am The Girl With The Chicken Purse.

In other news....
I went on the Slip 'n' Slide, more commonly remembered as the Slip 'n' Bleed.
My arms are so sore I can't lift them and I have so many bruises and scrapes that I look like I've been beaten.
Basically, I had fun. Yeah.

Does Not Compute...

I have a mere week and a few days left of Summer Vacation. I still have to finish my freaking Math Packet...
I get the concept of it, but then what's the point of the whole month of review that we do when we start class?
I also have to finish reading The Book Thief, which is fantastic.
But I have two other books I got from the library like a month ago..... They're sending me emails saying how much I owe them in late fees. It's a problem.
Sixteen Candles and Monty Python and The Holy Grail are two of the funniest things I've watched all summer.
I'm spending my slowly dwindling days of freedom blogging, watching JennaMarbles, and listening to Whitney Houston.

I honestly don't think I'm ready for high school. It's the whole getting lost thing. All the other middle schools in our district have at least two floors and are twice as big and have each been redone completely at least three times, but not ours. Nope. One floor and puny. The town wouldn't even give them enough money to repair all the things that are broken like heating and windows and not removing asbestos and that stuff. They say they need more classrooms because they have teachers sharing rooms and traveling by cart, which is bull because there aren't more than 20 kids in each class. Just combine a few classes and lay off a teacher or two, maybe the ones who didn't teach Math but instead showed students YouTube videos all day (True Story and the reason I can't do the math packet without help from Panseh, because she went to a math camp.)

I like writing and blogging and YouTube, and I was thinking it would be a good idea to get my own laptop for high school. Everyone complains about how long I'm on the computer, doing schoolwork and such.
So I'm searching the Apple website because we are strictly a Mac household. This is what happened.

MacBook Air Page is all like, "You want a basic 11 inch MacBook with no extra memory or attachments besides the charger and built in applications? Mmmmm 'kay. That'll be a thousand dollars."
So I'm all like, "C'mon Mac! I'm choosing you over PC! Couldn't ya offer me something a little less expensive?"
And it's all like, "Well I can give you the same thing just preowned! That'll still be about nine hundred bucks."
And so my brain goes, "ERROR. ERROR. DOES NOT COMPUTE."

My God! I am going into ninth grade and the only job I have is doing laundry. And I don't even get paid for that.
My dad works for a state university, so that somehow gives him a student discount on Apple Products, but that's still a metric butt ton of money.

Anyone wanna donate? 

Boo!

I went to Pennsylvania and saw some ghosties!
Well, I didn't actually see them. My camera did.
We went to the Indian Echo Caverns, which, by the way, are beautiful, and took loads of pictures.
They almost all had a bunch of orbs in them.
I don't have the pictures off the camera yet, but they are way cool.
I also went to Hersheypark, but I gotta say it was less interesting. I appreciate that my parents spent the money to take our family there, but I'm not gonna lie.
I didn't enjoy it very much.
It's just a chocolate themed carnival.
Same rides, the basics; Scrambler, Tilt A Whirl, Carousel, Pirate Ship, Train Ride, Monorail, Rocket Ship things.
I'm not a thrill ride person, so I didn't go on SkyRush or The Great Bear or Fahrenheit. Those are some scary fucking rides.
I can only take as much as Wild Mouse. I nearly lost it on Wild Cat, and that's only a level three.
Then there was the Trailblazer, which was less than a minute long. It's a family coaster, and I got sick of it after the third time.
Mind you, they did have some unique rides like the Reeses Xtreme Cup Challenge and RollerSoaker. The Cup Challenge was a team up laser target shootout, and it's air conditioned. RollerSoaker was a two minute flyover of the waterpark, and there are stations below where other guests can send huge jets of water at you. You can also drop a load of water on parkgoers waiting in line for the lazy river to cool them down a bit.
Honestly though, it wasn't worth the 45 minute wait.

I suppose this is kind of a rant.
It's just that I'm so finely tuned to Disney quality. Disney rides have a story to them, it's not just a quick thrill. Disney has ruined other parks for me, mainly because other parks are boring and Disney is awesome. But Disney is more expensive. DX
I think it's also that I'm too old for it. It doesn't hold my attention long enough.

It's kind of sad, for me, because I am finally saying goodbye to my childhood for real. When you're young, these rides are new and exciting. Once you get older, they're just overpriced, well maintained versions of the rides you can get into for five bucks a person at your local carnival. It loses the excitement.

The last thing we did in PA was go to the Amish Farm and House, which ironically is in the parking lot of a Target.
If you're not familiar with old order Amish beliefs, just look them up. It's very interesting the way they adapt 21st Century living to fit their ideology.
I met a goat man who also makes wooden chickens. He woodburned my name onto a woodchip.
I also learned that I have a very Amish name (Amme is my internet name; if you haven't figured out by now it's just Emma backwards. Nietsreg is made up though.).
There was a paper doll of an Amish girl named Emma, one of the original occupants of the house in the 1700's was named Emma, one of the goats was named Emma, and when we went to the amazing restaurant Good 'n' Plenty (try the hamloaf) there was a painting of a little Amish girl named Emma.
Some people think it's a British name because it's popular in English literature, but it is actually an old German name. It's popular in Amish communities because their church services are done in an older German language.
Yeah.
Chew on that nugget of information. Good night. It's one A.M. here.

I'm Rich!

And I'm eating a frozen chicken nugget because the oven is heating up far too slow for my liking (Don't you worry your pretty little heads, they're precooked and safe. They're just suggested as being served hot. Still tasty cold though...).
But not really.
Rich, I mean. I actually ate the frozen nugget.
My family had a tag sale to get rid of a bunch of crap, and it seemed a better idea to make some money off of it than to just toss everything. We might have needed a dumpster...
In about two weeks we're heading to Pennsylvania (which means Penn's woods..... Gotta love history class!) for a family vacation in..... wait for it......
Hershey!
w00t!
I don't have a job that I get paid for with actual money... I get paid with small favors and thank yous (endless hours of babysitting for free or just supervising at the dance studio to make sure all homework is done and no child is lost or starving). My parents said that I'm old enough to buy my own souvenirs, which is what I hate the most about being a teenager. Being able to earn your own money is both liberating and restricting, because if you don't get paid you can't buy your own things so you work harder in hopes to get paid and then the thing you want is expensive and you just give up.
Or at least that's how it plays out for me..... What's that? Some of you get something called..... allowance? That's a very foreign concept... (If either of my parents are reading this, I know that money's tight and that I don't keep anything very clean, but... I couldn't even have, like, five dollars a month? I watch the monkeys all the time...)
The last time I asked for money, I got $2. Granted, it was because that was all the cash in the house.

I'm getting off topic.....
Right! Tag sale!
I went into overdrive making duct tape shit to sell. Nothing expensive, the highest price was $4.50.
My grand total for the six hour long day?
$12.
And that was all from family and friends. On strangers who actually came to the tag sale to shop and not just hang out, I made 50 cents.
$12 and one of the worst sunburns I've had in a long while...
But it wasn't all terrible, I learned how to make a basic Kandi cuff. I also think I lost a pound because as of 6:50 PM, the entire list of food I've eaten today only has three things.
1) A banana when I woke up a little before 7:00
2) An Oreo Coolatta from Dunkin Donuts at about noon
3) Half a granola bar at 4:30 when I realized how hungry I was..... Only half because it was stale.
Oh, and of course the frozen chicken nugget.
Last thing: I'm going to do a final tally of my injuries...
1) Yesterday I broke my toe on my bedframe
2) Yesterday I pulled something in my back while standing still and had to lay down for an hour
3) Over the course of a week I gradually injured my left ankle more and more, and now I'm wearing a brace
4) Sunburn and definitely some melanoma in my future
5) I was using a needle to poke holes in random crap and have multiple pricks on my left index finger
6) I was trying to scrape some gunk off of a scissor blade and sliced a chunk of skin off of my left thumb
7) I poked myself in the eye this morning

It's just one of those weeks where you give up and go back to bed...

I GOT SHELL GAME!

I found a Barnes and Noble giftcard and I finally got the fifth Kingdom Keepers book, Shell Game!!!!
Cotom and BTvinyl and Disneygirl..... You know what that means.....


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
I'm already on Chapter Six!
A minotaur and Camazotz?
RIDLEY I JUST CAN'T TAKE YOU.
What a genius. And the Charlie Maybeck bonding? OMG SO CUTE!!!!
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES!!!!

And the Oscar Goes To...

STARFISH WERE MEANT TO FLYYYYY!
Today, I went to my friend who shall be called Sparkle's Sweet Sixteen Party.
I covered a Bop It in glitter for her.
We went to New York City for the day.
We left at 9:00.
In a bus.
A party bus.
A PINK party bus.
THAT WAS FULL OF JUICE AND PIXY STIX. And some bananas.
We went to Madam Tussauds.
When we walked into the first room, I screamed because RuPaul was there. I sat 'trucker-style' with Madonna. I peed myself a little when pole dancing Brittany was breathing, and took some pictures of Janis Joplin because she gave the 10th Doctor his awesome coat.
My camera died when I walked in, so most of the pictures were on my phone.
What really surprised me was the lack of cashiers. I just wanted to buy some candy, but the cash register that was labelled 'Open' was without an employee for the entire 20 minutes I waited, until I gave up and left. Then  in the main gift shop there was a cashier. He walked away when I came over.
Buuuut I bought myself an Oscar and a notebook. Well, technically it's just a "Celebrity Award", but whatever. I really loved that everything was reasonably priced.
Then we went to Angelo's for lunch. BEST. PIZZA. EVAR.
http://angelosnyc.com/
Just.... I can't even.... IT WAS SO FREAKING GOOD. AND I JUST HAD PEPPERONI.
Yeah.
The Nekkid Cowboy sang to her.
And then we went to the Disney store.
Now, when my father entrusted me with $60 of spending money, I set my mind on purchasing a big ol' plushie of one of these guys from Brave (BEST MOVIE EVAR).

I succeeded.
Here he is. I've decided that of the three he is Harris, not Hubert or Hamish.

He is so freaking soft.
I also got a plastic cup that says I <3 NYC but the heart is Mickey ears. Eh, it was 25% off.
Then I saw a villains tote bag and got one of those because it was $3. #SWAG
And I got a purple MOUSTACHE necklace from F21.
It was such a fun day.
And I get to go back into the city sometme next week TO SEE NEWSIES ON BROADWAY! It's my graduation present. Sooooo excited! They had Newsie caps at the Disney store, but felt that $30 was pushing it, so I'm gonna try and find one at Marshall's or TJ Maxx.
Now, I have hives all over my body for no apparent reason. I just really don't wanna go to an allergist. I also don't want to do a 10 day cleanse with my mom, or do pilates with her twice a week. Oh well.
I guess I'll take some Benydryl and go to bed.
Should I make a haul video for my youtube channel, show you all my swag?

What Makes a Villain Pt 2 (Basically Frollo)

Let me just start off by saying that a priest from a church I sometimes go to was found with some *ahem* illegal material that had to do with children. Let me use that as a segue into talking about Judge Claude Frollo as a pedophile.
Well, first of all he is a freaking racist bigot. If you don't know what that means, just look it up. It's not a bad thing (well it's a bad thing to be...), I  just don't feel like explaining it. Instead, I'll give a synopsis of how evil this character is without being an attempted rapist.
Honestly. They're gypsies. Your point? You're a judge. They aren't trying to bother you. You're the only one at fault here sir. They are just trying to live out their lives, and you engage them in a high speed pursuit by horse. And you don't even give them a fair chance, they're on foot!
Obviously the only reasonable thing to do is to kill the innocent woman on the steps of the church and try to drown the baby because it's ugly. Totally. The only reason to take the baby in after murdering his mother is because the archdeacon threatens you.
You know you have a problem when a man from the church threatens you.
So you raise the child and teach him that he is a monster. Never let him leave.

PEDO TIME.
Let's start with the fact that he looks like a child molester. I can accurately say this because my schools thus far in my life have hired several who have gotten fire later in the year for *ahem* inappropriate touching. Creepy eyes and too many rings, plus he just has that look on his face.
Now, Quasimodo. He taught Quasi that he was his only friend. If he stays away in here, he'll be safe. He strokes the boys humpy thing with his bony pimp ring fingers. Quasi will stay safe because he stays at home. Stockholm Syndrome much? (That's when an abducted person believes that their captor is actually trying to protect them, they start to idolize them. Don't quote me on that though.)
Enter Esmerelda. She is a beautiful, sexy gypsy who knows how to dance. She pole dances in a skimpy sheer dress and then totally makes fun of him and defies him.
PAUSE. I just wanted to let you know that I had a Mexican Pizza from Taco Bell for dinner. It was really good.
PLAY. So then Frollo decides that he wants to arrest her and he creeps on her in the church. He gets all feely, sniffs her hair and neck, has 'unholy thoughts.'
She stays in the church because Phoebus is just a darn nice guy and says that she claimed sanctuary and proceeds to sing one of the most beautiful songs ever. Meanwhile, Quasimodo has fallen in love and Frollo is alone is his room singing to his fire. He thinks about wanting sexytimes, sees her practically nekkid in the flames. He says, "Choose me or your pyre, be mine or you will buuuuuurn!"
Basically, he' saying: Be my sex slave and live in my closet chained up like an animal or I will kill you.
And there you have it. I think the greatest villain is a pedophile.
I myself have been in many near molestation situations, like the other day at our local Subway. The local homeless man who does his drugs next to the dumpster every evening was just standing at the cash register, babbling and not really seeming any kind of threat. He couldn't form two coherent words and didn't seem to be talking to anyone in particular. I go to the cash register to pay for my food and he moves closer. He keeps talking and these are the only things I could make out: stripper, bold breasts, something painted yellow, something about babies, and book from the 1400's, and condom.
I pretended to get a phone call, walked calmly out of the store with Derp, and RAN FOR OUR F*CKING LIVES BACK TO THE DANCE STUDIO.
And then there is my former technology education (woodshop) teacher (Ladies, could one of you just bend over and pick that up for me? And: Call me over if you're gonna use the belt sander. I gotta watch you, make sure you don't jam it in too hard.), my former assistant principal (I like your pigtails. I want you to wear them ever day that I'm here. {He was only at our school 3 days a week}) and the general music teacher from sixth grade who unfortunately has tenure and is still working there as far as I know  (Turns up the heat so we take off our sweatshirts, strategically places fans to blow skirts around, once pretended to trip in the hallway and grabbed my butt. I'm also pretty sure I heard him calling a hooker once.)
Creepers are evil.
They give me terrible nightmares. That's why I almost couldn't read The Lovely Bones. But friends told me it was good after the rape scene so I just skipped through most of that chapter.
Think on that my friends. I'm watching Psych on ion, so I'm all set for now.

What Makes a Villain Pt 1

I AM DONE WITH SCHOOL.
So now you know that I'm not dead.
Hey, did you ever notice that I use the word 'so' to start the majority of my sentences? Because I just did.....
AnyWhovian, I'm just sitting in my room with the laptop. I decided to check my DeviantART, and in my deviantWATCH stack I had a punch of stuff from #DisneyVillainsClub. And it got me thinking...
What really makes a villain?
Many think you just need someone who is evil or sinister or mad (with power or otherwise).
But what is truly evil?
I'm just gonna flat out disqualify all revenge cases. Except for Maleficent, because there's really no reason for her to have been invited to Aurora's christening. That's just a little bit of crazy and no real reason to hate this girl so much.
Then there's the Evil Queen.
If any of you watch(ed) Once Upon A Time, first of all BEST SHOW OTHER THAN DOCTOR WHO TORCHWOOD SHERLOCK and then: Regina is powerful. And she has an actual reason to want to kill Snow. Crazy bitch of a mother and suddenly getting married to a creepy older guy when you already have someone you love, when that one girl just goes and f*cks everything up for her. So her mother rips out her lover boy's heart and Queeny there snaps.
I wouldn't really count her as evil, because she is driven by revenge for her lost love. Same as Sweeney Todd, underneath all the guts it is really just a love story.
Then there's the classic Disney Snow White queen. She has no justification for her bloodlust, she just wants this girl dead because she's prettier.
So starting the list of traits that make a villain:
1) No justifications for what they're doing, just selfishness or being a tad crazy.
2) Vanity to a ridiculous extreme.
I'll finish part two another time, starting with Judge Claude Frollo from the Hunchback of Notre Dame being a complete and udder pedophile.

Ridley Isn't Dead!

Soooo I haven't been commenting on WildRide because I couldn't find whatever post you guys are on...
But never fear, CyberKeeper Amme Nietsreg is still alive. AND SO IS MR RIDLEY PEARSON!
I signed up for his newsletter aaaaaaaand...

He's having a contest for the title of Kingdom Keepers 6!!!
I will give you the link. Click right here! 
Click! You know you want to!
Yes, I'm looking at you Cotom and BTVinyl!
Be creative!
AH!!!!!!!!!! You could be the creator of the title of the next Kingdom Keepers book AND be noted for it IN THE BOOK!


You guys seriously don't get how big this is for me... I was born to name things. It's what I was meant to do. I am good with working my words and titles come naturally.

For those of you who don't know what the Kingdom Keepers are, educate yourself.
They are teens who run around the Disney Parks at night as holograms and defeat the evil villains.

Okay, so my synopsis isn't the best but it gives you a general idea.
But seriously, it is the best series I have ever read except probably Harry Potter.
I can't really sum up its awesomeness here, I have to go to bed now because I am gonna pass out. *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
Just remember:
The Kingdom Keepers by Ridley Pearson.

This... Is... Serious. THE DOCTOR IS REALLY REAL.

Alright, I know I promised a post that wasn't about Doctor Who...... But I have to do this so bear with me.
My history teacher assigned a project. A class timeline; each student gets a different topic. He assigned me the Gold Rush of 1848, starting at Sutter's Mill near Sacramento, California. We used our history books. In my section was this picture. (I found this one on Google Images, but it's the same one)

There is also a close up of the second man from the right. I noticed that he looks particularly similar to the 9th Doctor, played by Christopher Eccleston in 2005...

Now, I know the picture is blurry. I took it with my old phone, but my new one takes great pictures. Tomorrow I will bring my history book home and take a better picture. Either tomorrow or over the weekend, I promise I'll post it!
And now for a comparison:

So we can all agree that I'm not crazy?
The Doctor is real?
I mean, come on. I FOUND HIM IN A REAL HISTORY BOOK.

GloZell Green is...

IS A TIME LORD?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I know she's really doing the cinnamon challenge, but it looks like she's regenerating!

But seriously guys...

I'm sorry to all of my non Whovians, you've been very tolerant of my nerdiness recently. I just haven't known what to post.
SO comment with what you think my next post should be about and IT SHALL BE SO!
PS: Make sure you check her out on youtube!!!

The Doctor Dances?

Sooooo fellow internet trolls........ Today we threw my mom a surprise party for her milestone birthday!
It all went swimmingly, in the time it took her to watch my brother's baseball game we set up the entire back yard and got 50 people over. She had no idea, and it was hysterical. Earlier this morning, she was grumbling about how my dad had a day off and didn't get anything done. I almost peed myself laughing, because on his day off we were driving back and forth across town getting things like tiki torches.
I turned Pandora on, I was dancing like a flower child in my maxidress. Oh, one her friend's daughter told me I looked like Taylor Swift!
I had a sudden urge to do the drunken giraffe dance. Observe.

I did that for the end of the song that was playing. Then the next song that came on was "Crazy Little Thing Called Love".
That's the song that the Doctor dances to in the video up above.
Coincidence?
"Never ignore a coincidence. Unless you're busy."
                ~ The Doctor in 'The Pandorica Opens'

Torchwood Fanfics...

I am a writer and an insomniac. These two things go together quite well, seeing as I get most of my best ideas at obscenely late hours.
For example, a list of names.
I was trying to come up with a character's full name. I had Parker for a first name.
Luckily, I'm weird and have a notebook full of names (to be fair, it was originally because my cousin had a book of baby names and I liked a lot of them). Sooooo I chose a column of girls names and pointed to a random one for a middle name, then did the same with a list of cool last names that I just made.
So now my character is named Parker Alessandra Alban. She isn't just a random OC that I came up with for this example, she is the main character in my Doctor Who Fanfic Let There Be Light. But her father works for American Torchwood, so obviously the two will cross at some point.
I fully intend to do a series of stories about Parker and her father plus their Torchwood team as soon as I finish Let There Be Light and my Kingdom Keepers fanfic Mischief Night, which unfortunately had to be put on a temporary hiatus due to being busy.
I already have some ideas culminating.... The first fanfic will be called "Parts of a Machine", and will introduce each member of the team and how they got involved with Torchwood. It'll be very similar to the episode "Fragments", S:02EP:12.
The second will be called "Rifters", and explain how their rift is different from the one in Cardiff and some crazy stuff will happen.
So I'm blogging because I'm too lazy to get out of bed and write it down...........

w00t I win!

Soooooo I just got home from town hall. I was at an awards ceremony for a writing contest I entered awhile ago, my Language Arts teacher entered an essay I wrote in the beginning of the year. The contest was for fiction pieces and mine was not fiction..... but I won first place so anyone who has a problem with that can SUCK IT.
I am just so excited!!!
I figured I had won an honorable mention or something, because they receive about 3,000 entries for each contest. That means that your writing probably doesn't suck if you get an honorable mention. And I got first place for my age group!
WHAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Just for shits and giggles, ima compare the ceremony to a pageant. Ya'll are familiar with the show Toddlers and Tiaras, right? Gotta love TLC.
In a pageant, you don't want to be called up first. If you win first place in your division, that means nothing.
You wanna pull a Miss Ultimate Grand Supreme. Yes, that is the official title.
So you try your hardest and hope to be called last.
The ceremony:  I get there, find my name tag, and find my seat in the second row with fellow derp Phlobes over at http://thegirlwiththebigblueblog.blogspot.com/. We both entered. We were sitting there, laughing at how precious all the first graders in front of us were. They called up all the honorable mentions. Phlobes got one! She thought she was overdressed, but she was the only one from our grade so she looked awesome by herself.
I'm pretty sure we're all gonna be in the newspaper tomorrow.
I didn't get called. I just kinda sat blankly, and it didn't sink in till Phlobes said, "Gurl. That means you got first place!" And we did an epic high five.
LAAAAA!
I am just so happy! I got a $5 Barnes and Noble giftcard, a notebook with butterflies on it, and a pen.
Plus a framed certificate and a trophy WITH A GENIE LAMP ON IT.
Yeah.
Plus, there's another essay contest at the end of the month so I will definitely be entering that!
Wha! My teacher told me that in all her years of teaching (a loooong time), she's never had a student who has such a way with words. I love her so much, she's the best LA teacher I've had so far.
My next essay has to be 300 words or less. As in, LESS THAN A PAGE.
Most people would give a sigh of relief and say, "Whew! I don't have to write a lot!"
Where as I, upon reading the guidelines, thought "Nooooooo! That's so restrictive!"
I am an extremely verbose (read: wordy) writer. We recently wrote memoirs. The average length for most classes was 2-3 pages. Mine was 8.
I think I'm going to write about how reading helps you escape into another world for an hour. How you can travel the world, have a fight to the death, fall in love, or learn magic without leaving your chair.
Sound good?
I think so.

Just Listen.

I have been geeking a lot recently. There has literally not been a single second of the day when my mind has not been occupied by thoughts of Doctor Who; from my teacher being the Doctor to what will happen to the Ponds and RIVER RIVER RIVER.
It's borderline psychosis. When I get into obsessive periods like this, it's bad. Sometimes I feel this deep need to do something and if I don't do it I get dizzy and nauseous and I start shaking. It's not even always something I have to do, I just need Doctor Who. It's an intense craving I cannot ignore. I just have to see or hear or read something. I feel like I'll cry if I don't, and I can't figure out why.
My theory is that my house is full of Silences. Through post hypnotic suggestion, these creepy little bastards have whipped my mind into a frenzied state of paranoia. This week, I've been feeling followed. I swear to Gallifrey, there has been someone following me when I take walks to just think upon what's been happening. I hear something and turn around, and nobody is there. At home, I keep forgetting why I ran madly into this room or why I am just so out of breath. I've also noticed that I always someone wind up holding a weapon (lightsaber/Nerf gun/sword/really cool wooden old west type gun I found in the woods one day). This all fits with my theory that I am Melody Pond/River Song, but we can talk about it later. My Best Friends Are Freaks knows aaaaaaallll about that. I'm just so completely obsessed, I think it's a problem.
In the reality that I refuse to believe has nothing to do with aliens, this is probably all in my head so don't worry for my physical safety, the most I'm in danger of is walking into something. As for my mental safety........ Shut up.
So here is what I've been putting on repeat for the past hour. Probably the most beautiful song I have ever heard, and it's about River so that makes it okay.

I'm Not Dead!

I'm not dead! I was only absent from school for three days with a virus.
So the virus going around right now is fever, sore throat around the vocal chords, headache, and stomachache. My little brother was home with it last week and I was the lucky one who got it next!
The thing that was different about my illness is that my sore throat wasn't in that area. My doctor said it might be strep. But good news! I don't need to get swabbed for strep because I'm already on antibiotics. Because I woke up at 4:15 a.m. yesterday with a raging double ear infection.
Your ears are supposed to be full of air, not fluid.
This is seriously screwing with my balance, I am dizzy as hell.

In other news, youtube!
I have a youtube channel. Yeah.
Here's a link: http://www.youtube.com/user/egirl998
Yup.

Happy Birthday Mom.....

My dear mother's birthday was on May 1st. Most people remember that date as MayDay, but I never have.
The way I remember it is Maypril Fool's Day.
Shut up.

For her birthday, she got possibly strep and pink eye.
JUST KIDDING. It was more like irritated, irate red eye. Her eye was swollen shut and her tears came out thick, brown, and yellow.
Her entire cornea was bright red.
It's still kinda orange now, but it's better.....
We're planning a surprise party for her, but I gotta say that is a pretty shitty way to spend a birthday.
So......
I LOVE YOU MOMMY!

HA!

I'M NOT CRAZY!
THIS PROVES EVERYTHING.
My teacher is the Doctor. I see Captain Jack Harkness on a regular basis.
The number 11 is still following me, but there's gotta be a reason....
But HA. HA HA. HA, thecrackintimeandspaceisreal.......
So that's also kinda scary........
Sorry if my nerdy posts as of late have been weirding all my non-nerds out.
Here's the link to an article, and then a picture. The crack is real!!!

It's not fake. It's not 'shopped.' It is real.
It's a picture from NASA's Spitzer Space Telescope.

To all those who questioned my sanity **coughcoughBRITTANYcoughcough**
YOU CAN ALL GO GET ERASED FROM EXISTENCE BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE ME.

But not really because then I wouldn't have anyone to read my blog..........

Oh, and when I was watching Torchwood earlier I realized that Gwen's boyfriend's last name is Williams. And he has died once, in a manner of speaking (murdered in an alternate timeline, abandoned by them closing the Rift once again).
Is Rhys related to Rory?
There should be a fanfiction crossover where they team up and their main goal is to shoot anyone who Tweets #YOLO because they have both L-ed more than O.

The Truth

Okay, second post tonight.
Remember my first blog post, "Oh Look I Made a Blog"?
That's not entirely true. I didn't really just make this blog for sh*ts and giggles.
I originally made this blog to rant, as I am sure is evident in the first couple of posts. I didn't start this at a very high point in my life
But then when I saw that I had 100 pageviews not including my own, I thought 'Hey. Maybe someone actually enjoys this.'
So since then I've been putting more emphasis on the funny parts of my stories, because I realized that nothing that ever happens to me ever makes sense and that my big redneck family is funny- so is the grandmum I wrote about, but she's on the other side of the family.
Then I tried to create a schedule which in retrospect was creating my own downfall. What was I thinking, finding an actual use for my phone other than texting and not using the minutes we pay so much for? Of course my phone would be drowned days later!

You should know, I am a well of random information.
SO DID YOU KNOW: A recent study done by psychiatrists on teens shows that blogging is one of the most efficient ways of relieving stress!
w00t for the internets!