dear mr president link

Sorry, me being my awesomely forgetful self, I totally forgot to post the link for the song- so here it is.
I hope it works...
enjoy :3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sn14_y2euzM

Uh oh, one direction....

One direction ahs been getting super popular around here and it's really starting to get on my nerves. Yes, I don't like them. Sue me. Don't get all defensive girlies, I'm not saying they are not talented ot anything, but i'm really not a fan. A couple days ago, my friend came over and she made us listen to "I lyke gurls whoo eeat carrots!"-you know what they sound like- I honestly have nothing agianst brittish accents, it's just that after half an hour of listening to the same phrase again and again, it gets really ridiculas. so ya, because of my beloved friend watched the same 10 miute video over 5 times. That's like what? 70 "I like girls who eat carrots"? So after that my friend insisted we eat a healthy snack of- guess what? - carrots.
I am npw officially tired of eating- ugh- carrots. :P Sick of 'em. Doesn't JB wanna like, kill those guys? (don't get me started on him. I'll save the sarcastic comments about him for another post) dude, they're like stealing his fans!!! OMGW!!!! I feel bad for you, Biebs. >o<

Kay, guys, listen up. Who actually enjoys the hope chapters and the other posts for that matter? if you don't, please let me know (I take criticism well) because I don't want to spend my time writting chapters and posts no one enjoys. I'm new at this, so I want to know how I'm doing.
Well ya thanksies
-xXACERXx

in order to be popular...

Now a days, in order to be popular, you must be someone who...
a) is one a C- average
b) has slept with everyone of the opposite gender
c) drinks and is always high
d) spends all of their time gossipping and shopping
e) does illegal things (most preferably does drugs, steals, or even commits greater crimes)
f) is always ditching class
g) sneaks out every night to attend that hot party at their friend house
h) never pays any attention in class and is always in detention
i)  dresses as if they can't afford a decent set of clothes that actually covers their body
j)cakes their face with makeup in order to seem "pretty"
k) I swear is trying to set a world record for how many swears they can fitin a simple sentence
I could go on, but there is no point in doing that. To sum things up, everyone who has good grades, isn't a slut, sticks to the law, pays attention in class, does not over load on makeup, and keeps the time spent in detention to a minimum is considered not cool.
Now, I'm a straight A student (ya call me a nerd), I wear decent clothes, I don't drink or do anything of that sorts, I don't commit crimes, never had a boyfriend (ya, I've never been suicidal enough to do that), I don't do parties, for fun i read, sketch, blog, and take pictures, I try to keep the swearing to a minimum,and in short, I'm not cool.

dear mr president

I was bored - that's recently been my excuse for everything, but whatev- so I spent my whole friday listening to music. Now being me, that's not a surprise as I do that a lot but i spent my wonderful friday listening to p!nk. I admit it, she is kinda coolio. So anyhooo, I was listening to Dear mr. president. it's actually a really cool song (and that's coming from me so take it seriously. I'm more into black veil brides, mcr and those kind of things) xD it's such a true song though, I mean come on, look around. What do you see? Homeless people, people who are hated for really stupid reasons, those pregnant teens who were kicked out and are living on the side of the road earning $8 an hour, children being abused (hell, not just children- everyone).
Now let's start with preggie teen girls shall we? You would say it was their fault. And maybe so, but still, everyone makes mistakes. But maybe they weren't in control of that. are you following what i'm saying? if not, then I'll spell it out for you. Maybe they were rapped, or had do that for their family's sake, or their own.
How bout the homeless people? Maybe they did make mistakes, maybe it was their fault cuz they got drunk one night too many or whatever, but again, everyone makes mistakes.
Now for the abuse victims, no one and I say no one deserves to have that happen to them!
Those who are hated for pathetic reasons like for say being gay or just even having a different appearance? Everyone is different. What is "normal" anyway? And everyone deserves to be respected. Look beyond their differnces and their flaws, look into them. Realize who they are, not what they are.

Did any of this make sense? It made sense in thought form, but I'm guessing it came out kinda crappy but whatever. Enjoy my piontless thoughts people. >.<

I'm bored, so here are some random pics.... :}

life...

When I was about 10, I asked my mom who her best friend at work was. She said she didn't have a best friend at wrok. At the time, I was surprised. I had thought everyone had a bestie everywhere. Now I get what she means. Now don't get me wrong. I have freinds and all, but I'm not clingy and all. I go to school to get an education, to learn, to graduate...

Hope: Chapter 2

Dawn

I shoved my bag in my locker and grabbed all the books I needed for my third class. "Hey Loser Girl, I like your hair cut," someone yelled at me. Ugh, it was Brooklyn Days- the world's biggest loser and oddly enough, the girl that every guy wants. well it's actually not that odd. She wears shorts shorter than her undies and flashy tops with her face caked with makeup. She's a slut and a fake- with her friends. Her boyfriend, Scott Johnson and his gang were glaring at me. "hey loser girl," sneered Brooklyn.
I didn't reply, I never do.
"what cat got your tongue?" Scott shoved me against a locker while Brooklyn continued, "answer me, you bitch!" He slapped me while brooklyn scratched me with her sharp, plastic nails. I just stared at them, pretending I didn't understand a thing they said.
They took that as an excuse to hurl more insults at me. "you poor, idiotic thing! I feel bad for your parents, I bet your mom wanted to push you back up when you came down. Oh right, you don't have any parents! I bet they committed suicide because of you. Such a shame it is to have a daughter as ugly and stupid as you. Go kill yourself!"
With that he flung the books I had held onto the floor, grabbed my glasses and stepped on them, and kicked me in the stomach for hopefully the last time this period- and shoved me down onto the floor.
Aww crap, why did this have to happen to me, oh yeah it's because of my ugliness, because of my stupidness.
I bent over to pick up my nerd glasses. They weren't broken up too bad, it was just the frame, I could easily fix them.
I groaned as I attempted to get up. I saw a hand reach out for me and I grabbed it and gasped. Before me was the most amazing boy ever. Tall, startling green eyes and shaggy black hair. He must be new because I know all of the kids in this tiny town. It was as if he wanted to say something, but he ran away.

Jordan
By the beginning of third period, I had earned the title "emo boy". Alright, I'll admit it, I do look slightly emo. I have black "emo" hair that hangs in my eyes and gauged ears, but thats it. I was making my way to my locker when I heard a nasally voice squawk, " hey loser girl". The voice belonged to a sluty looking blond who was hardly wearing anything. Before her stood the world's most beautiful girl. She had gorgeous, shoulder length brown hair and lovely green eyes. She was tall for a girl and wore a basic sweatshirt, skinny jeans, and converse. One look at her pretty, tear-stained face and I could see she was in pain.

"Cat got your tongue?" That came from the jock behind the slut. The beautiful girl just stared straight ahead. The jock shoved the girl against a locker. Dude, you don't shove girls! I raced down the hall and got closer to them.

Then it clicked. The girl was evidently bullied the idiots thought she had a disability. They thought she didn't understand. One look, it took me one look in her eyes to see that yes, indeed she did understand.

I realized she was the smart girl from my first class. She didn't talk and everyone including the teachers picked on her. From the students it was insults, from the teacher was snarky comments about how she didn't "sit up straight enough" or how other pathetic things. When the teacher asked her a question she would answer it correctly but the teacher - I learned her name was Ms. Clay- would give her a detention and accuse her of copying someone.

I saw the slut, jock and the rest of the bastards had left her sprawled out on the floor, clutching her stomach while her books lay scattered on the floor and her glasses broken. I raced over and held out my hand for her to grab. She took it and when our skin touched, I felt a tingling sensation go up my arm. I pulled her up and she looked up at me. I had thought her beautiful from a distance, but I was wrong. She was more than beautiful, more beautiful than anything I'd ever seen in my life. I wanted to stay make sure she was okay, but the current of oncoming students swept me away.

things i hate....

I know this is off topic, but watever

top 10 things I hate:

1. people who make me laugh when I'm mad
2. charlie brown
3. annoying people who like to gossip
4. people who ONLY care about their hair
5. Peps HoO TyP LyK DiS (isn't it annoying?)
6. country music
7. people who talk non stop and then randomaly ask your oppinion
8. wanna-bees
9. people who don't know the difference between "you're" and "your" or "their" and "there"
10. cats

News flash: The woman who buys a $3, 000, 000 house collects pennies

One of my mom's friend's has a friend. Let's call her Aunt Mary, shall we? So she recently bought a $3 000 000 house in one of the really posh parts of town. We all went over her new house to welcome her and then she starts bragging on how many pennies she has collected. See, she moved her 17 years ago and apperently she has been collecting pennies ever since then. So we spent the whole night listening to her story of how she found every one of her 8 600 pennies (yes, I remember very accurately). She's all like "The pennies 8 600 pennies were so heavy, that my husband had to haul it to the car. Then, when I went to the bank, the manager said 'Hello Mrs. ______, how are you today?' and I replies "I'm fine sir thank you. I have pennies for you. I counted them all and there were 3 600. so, you owe me $86.' 'Are you sure mrs ______?' He asked. why of course I'm sure, how dare he doubt me!"
So it goes on for a while and then apparently after a while of arguing (the guy didn't actually want to have to count every one of those pennies) the guy gives her the $86 and takes the 8 600 pennies. Poor guy!
So that was my account of the rich woman who still collects pennies and argues for them! Keep it up aunt Mary. ;D keep collecting those pennies guys!

word of the day

Saturday, April 7, 2012
"snissors" (from Rebekah)
Sunday, April 8, 2012
"bamm"
Monday, April 9, 2012
"boom"

Author's Note

Hia, just so you guys know, all posts and parts of posts  belong to me unless otherwise indicated. All qouted and jokes also belong to me, unless otherwise indicated. All new flashes are real and are first-hand and they also belong to me.
So ya, sorry i just needed to clarify that. :D

Hope: chapter 1

Dawn

"Get out of my house now!" That was my 48th foster mother. I'm officialy homeless again. Ya-hoo! I rolled my eyes and I grabbed my already packed bag and left. I'd lasted 1 month in this hell. That's a record, even for me.
Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Dawn Armstrong. 16 years old and mute. I've been tossed around in foster homes all my life. I won't depress you with my life story. Let's just say I'm hated and bullied, let's keep it as that shall we? No need to explain to you about my parents either.
Well, no one likes me. I'm useless. Ugly. I Everone hates me. I even hate me. I stopped walking around and found an empty park bench to sleep on. It better not rain, I thought.
I fell asleep thinking about food and dreading school tomorrow.

Jordan

Beep, beep, beep. That was my alarm clock. Time to get up. Well, I'm Jordan O'Conner and I'm 17. My parents were out again-They are never home. My step dad's probably at a bar right now, and my step-mom is probably getting her hair or nails done at some super expensive salon.Ugh-so there was no one to talk to. After i took a shower, I ran downstairs and grabbed a granola bar out of the fridge. I gulped down the granola bar and guzzled some milk striaght from the carton. I'm gonna be late, late, late on my first day to a new school! I jumped into my car and quickly drove myself to school. I shoved my books into my locker and made my way to homeroom. I walked in just as the late bell rang.  

quotes of the day

Quotes of the Day....
*all credited to me unless oterwise indicated*
"where is the undo botton in life?"
"Impossible? I'm sorry, I've never heard of that."
"Don't be afraid of dying, it's part of life."
"I. don't. Care."
"so what?"
"If it was ment to happen, it would."

ellooooooo

So uh hey. supo? well I'm new at this so give me some time :D I'll be updating a few times a week. That's all i know for now. ^o^ my main focus for now is the story but check out the rest. well happy reading........... :P