This Secret Santa's a Little Grinchy

     Hey bloggers! Guess what? I forgot to tell you that we picked our Secret Santas last Wednesday! (*scream*) I wonder who got me? Is my Secret Santa a boy or girl? Who picked Rabbit-kun? No it wasn't me! Who's got Ritsu-kun? Who got Monkey-kun? Who got Dog-kun? Who got Swift-san? AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!! Too many questions! Oh yeah! I'm a boy's Secret Santa! His real name is ______, but from here on, is refered to as Ram-kun! I don't even know what to get him!  I know what to get a person if it's a girl, but if it's a guy then it's out of the question!

     Note to Self: Don't bring a mistletoe to school or risk a punishment from BFFL's. I'm serious. And here's a picture of the anime I'm watching... Kaichou wa Maid-sama!

Misaki and Usui Forever!

The Outsiders Read by an Outsider

     Hey bloggers! I've finally calmed down now! Happy Belated Thanksgiving and Black Friday! Guess why I picked this picture? Here's what happened before I posted...

     My class is reading the book called (of course) the Outsiders. It's written by S.E. Hinton and was made into a movie in the year 1983. Main character is a boy named Ponyboy Curtis. I know what you're thinking, why would I read a book that's about a boy named Ponyboy? Well guess what, it's also about high school gangs. Two in particular; the Socials (or Soc) and the Greasers (or grease). The Socs are the rich, snobby boys and girls of high society and of course enemies of Greasers. Not all of them though. The Greasers are the emotional, tough, tuff, and not as rich boys and girls of the "lower" class. Of course, Ponyboy and his brothers Darry and Sodapop (believe it), are a part of the Greasers. Whenever or where ever they meet, there's usually gonna be a fight, rumble, dirty looks, shunning, or smack talking.

     Sounds interesting yet? I hope so! It's a little mature but the book drags you in as soon as you read the first page! And no I'm not over exaggerating! And here's where the whole seventh grade comes in. Regardless of our section, A or B, we are all divided into Greasers and Socs. I'm a part of the Greasers of course, and so is Butterfly-san, Swift-san, and Sky-san. (*scream*) Even Rabbit-kun is a Greaser! Oh I almost forgot! When we finish the book, we also get to watch the movie! And our teacher said that we're gonna dress up as a Greaser or Soc (depending on which side you're on)! (*squee*) Rabbit-kun is going to look so cute as a Greaser! Of course, he still looks cute as a Soc! Which reminds me, I still have to decide on my outfit! I'll keep you posted on my progress! Until my next post, see ya! XD

Cooling Off is Easier Said Than Done

     Hey bloggers. Feeling better now. It still hurts, but not as much as before. I don't know what to do now. I don't feel like myself. What's wrong with me? My heart's filled with tears, but why can't I cry? I'm confused. And I still have to do my homework... (*sigh*) I'm moping around with a heart that's cracked and I'm thinking about homework?

     Atleast homework can distract me for a while. Math, language arts, science, and social studies. Not to mention watching anime. Maybe I'll post a picture of that anime in my next post... Here's a hint: K_____ __ M___-sama! (*smile*) I feel a little better now after posting. Now here's some random questions. Are my friends reading this? Does anyone know the real me? Does Rabbit-kun need help in his studies? Who will I get for a secret santa? Who will be my secret santa? Who invented math? Is Rabbit-kun reading this!?!? How are the lady spartans doing? Am I scared of Valentine's Day?

     Okay, why am I asking if Rabbit-kun needs help in his studies? I already know he does! I mean, I see him procrastinate in school! If he needed any help with homework or lessons, he could've asked. Or I should've offered. I also procrastinate, but I also understand our lessons! I wish I had the guts to offer to tutor him. I'm in Academic Challenge Bowl (Dancin4Evah16 knows what this is) and Advance Math, and I procrastinate. People expect me to be up with my grades. I used to, but... Oh never mind! I'm satisfied with what I have, and that's all there is to it. And that Valentine's Day question, I'll post about that later. That's all for now so until my next post (which, hopefully, is soon), see ya! :)

What They See, Is a Mirror Parallel of Me

If only it was easier to deal with my misery by myself. I deserve to suffer, but the people around me don't. Should I isolate myself from everyone one else? I guess there's something I knew but didn't want to admit to myself. I knew that I was never fully accepted. Ever since I learned too much I never was the same. It hurts, knowing that if you do something wrong the people around you have to deal with it too. I don't care if I'm the worst model for my friends, I don't care if I belong in an insane asylum, I don't care if everyone hates me, but I'm happy if all this is true. It means that their actually looking at my imperfections. It means that they're actually looking at me for who I am. More than anything, I want to be seen. What most people see is a shell, my actions, reputation, and expectations, are a part of my shell. I didn't come out of my shell yet, I'm just waiting for someone who will look inside the shell. A person who's willing to see what's inside. I wish I had someone to really talk to. I want someone to cry to, someone to depend, someone who I can trust and be honest, someone who can be honest with me. May my dead beating heart be still again.