So now your on your own, won't you come back home?

Told yaaaaaaaaa I'd get it up soon :)
So this chapter should be a little more interesting.
Just a leeettlee
So if you like this series, It'd be nice if you messaged me or commented that'd super spiffy.
Alright thankssss
 
"The worst things in life come free to us."
-Ed Sheeran <3
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When I woke up, I was relieved to see that I was no longer in my unfamiliar home, or frumpy pajamas, but soaked in water and surrounded by leaves. Well, maybe relieved isn’t the best word to use. I sat up and shivered. The sun was just about to set, I’m guessing around 6 o’clock. I got up and walked home because school had already let out, and Amara and Denny had already went home. By the time I got home, it was a quarter after 6, and already dark outside. I walked through the door and I saw my uncle sitting in his recliner, sleeping. I’m not surprised. “I’m home.” He turned around, and looked at me with glazed eyes.
“You… selfish bitc.h.” He spat, his words slurring from the large amount of alcohol he had most likely consumed much earlier than my disappearance.
“You made me look like a fool… you know?” I got up and tripped around while making his way towards me. I tried fighting him off before he pinned me to the wall.
“The school called me. I know you skipped school today.” I could smell the vodka on his breath.
I tried escaping his grip, but he just held on harder. He switched hands, to free his right hand. He held my face before slapping me. I could hear Denny from the car. “Fight back. Fight back. Fight back.” a voice in the back of my head kept whispering. I wiggled my hands out of his grasp and pushed him away. I sloppily grabbed my arm and punched me in the jaw. I started crying and he walked out the front door. I heard his car start and rip down the road. Great. My uncle was drunk driving. I grabbed my keys, and got into my car. Before I knew it, I was outside of Denny’s door. I couldn’t think of anywhere else to go. I knocked on his door, and he didn’t waste any time hugging me after opening the door. I loved how he wrapped his arms around my waste, how he picked me up a little when hugging me. I pulled away to see his face. To my surprise, tears were actually streaming down his face. But some of them weren’t fresh.
“What’s wrong?” I was now worried.
He shook his head a little before answering through his tears. “I thought you were dead. Or kidnapped. Amara’s went missing after school, I dropped her off at her house, but according to her dad, she wasn’t there when he came home.”
He started to cry even more. I’d never seen him cry before, or break down like this.
“I’m just so scared, Sy.” He hugged me again, and this time a little longer. I could feel the tears falling on my collarbone.

So this chapter won't be all that exciting, but next chapter will be pretty interesting.
I'm excited for you all to read this :)
I'm also very excited for my creative writing teacher to read this entire story when I'm finished.
 
"The worst things in life come free to us."
-Ed Sheeran <3
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The man cocked his head.
“Well, do you know your name?” he asked.
I gave a small nod before answering. “My name is Syberia. Like in Russia.”
He furrowed his eyebrows. “ I haven’t heard it been called Russia in ages.”
I looked at him, confused. “What do you mean?”
He just looked at me, sympathy in his eyes. “10 years ago, they re-named it.”
“Oh.” I nodded and looked at my lap, embarrassed. “What about you? What’s your name?” I said without looking up.
“My name is Vernon Jonah Wilson. But my wife used to call me Jonah.” I looked at him.
“Used to?” He looked up and sighed.
“Yes, I am a widow. My wife died when I was 30 years old. She was only 25 at the time.” I stared at his beautiful eyes which had started to water.
I took a breath. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
“It’s alright, I’ve had time get over it I guess. Though, I don’t ever think I’ll ever be over it. I guess I’ll just have to wait until I die to see her. You know, in like heaven or something.”
“So I guess you’re Christian?” I replied.
“I wouldn’t say that. Well, I don’t know.” I looked at him while he played with his thumbs.
“I just need hope that I’ll someday see her again.”
“Did you ever have any kids?” I tried changing the subject.
“We had one son a year before she died. He now has a lovely wife and three daughters of his own.” His hands stopped moving, and I looked at his face now. I never noticed how tired he looked. His wrinkles screamed of exhaustion.
“I think I might leave now.” I said while slowly getting up. I didn’t remember it being so difficult.
He looked up at me and slowly got up also. “If it’s alright with you, I’d like to see you again. I’ll meet you at your house tomorrow at noon?”
I nodded before we parted ways and I went home.
I went into my unfamiliar home, took a shower, and went back to sleep.
 

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So yup. I'm going to make another set right after this, and post chapter 5. I've already written it, I just have to make a set and post it so yay :)
Lovers you all

Harrro guys
I know the last chapter was kind of short, and I haven't written very anything in a couple of days, but I just started school so I've been pretty busy.
This is the chapter where it actually gets into the story
I'm also patially doing this for my creative writting class
Which is now my favorite class
I love it so much :)
Anywhoooooossss
Now to the story!
 
"The worst things in life come free to us."
-Ed Sheeran <3
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When I woke up, I didn't know where I was. Instead of waking up where I had fallen asleep, I was in a large, what I had guessed, was a queen sized bed. I had maybe five layers of sheets, blankets, and quilts keeping me warm. Even though it seemed like it was a pretty warm day outside. While speculating the outside temperature, I realized that I wasn't in my own bed, or any bed I've ever seen before. I tried my best not to freak out, but it was kind of hard considering I fell asleep in the woods and woke up in a strange bed. But somehow all of it seemed familiar. I slowly and very quietly got out of the bed and tip toed around the corner of the room. No one to be found. I made my way out into the hallway and poked my head around the corner to see if anyone was in the living room. Nothing. I walked through the living room, through the dining room, and into the kitchen. Nothing. No one. I looked out the window and saw a car. One I'd never seen before. Not even out on the road. It must be some kind of new model. But it couldn't be. It looked so old and rugged. I turned away from the window and looked around for the window. The car was the least of my worries at the moment. I found the bathroom across from the room I woke up in, and turned on the faucet. I splashed some cold water on my face and wiped my eyes before looking in the mirror. But when I looked I ddin't see my reflection. I saw an elderly woman who looked like my grandmother in a way. I was kind of startled when she moved when I did. But it wasn't a picture. It actually was a mirror. I put my hand to my face in horror and looked down at my hand when I noticed it wasn't at all how I remembered. Instead of long skinny fingers with pretty painted nails, fingers with knobs as knuckles and wrinkles took their place. Where the cute occasional freckles once had been, I now saw liver spots. I pulled at the droopy skin on my face that had once been so firm. How could this be happening? It wasn't possible.
It's not possible. Therefore it couldn't be actually happening. I looked back in the mirror. This was one hell of a convincing dream. I walked around the house, hoping sooner or later I would maybe wake up. It was only before so long that I decided to go out and walk around. I walked along the sidewalk. I had dreamed up a pretty nice neighborhood. Though everyone stared at me. I looked down at myself to see my attire. I was still in my pajamas which was a long frumpy sleep dress. I shrugged and kept walking. It was only a dream, I didn't need to impress anyone. I spotted a bench in the distance, so I tried to walk a little faster, but I guess being an elderly woman in my dreams gave me short breath and stubby legs. I walked until I reached the bench, and sat down, practially panting. I sat there for a moment, taking in my surroundings. It wasn't very different than most rich neighborhoods, nice sidewalks, manicured lawns and gardens. I looked down at my frumpy old dress again, and something caught my eye. A flash of gold light shined off a necklace fastened around my throat. I picked it up and rubbed the surface with my thumb. It was a gold locket. I wedged my brittle thumb nail between the locket and opened it to see two pictures on both sides. On the right side, was a picture of Amara, Denny, and I. The weirdest part about seeing this picture, was the fact that I had never seen it before, or remember posing for it. I squinted and looked to the other picture. It was a teenaged girl who looked too worn out for her age, a fake smile adorned her face. She seemed far too skinny and tall for her own good, and had mid length dark hair that had a little bit of a wave to it. I turned the locket around and looked at the back. The names "Amara", "Denny", and "Nora" were engraved on the back. I wondered if the girl with the fake smile was Nora. I wondered why she was in my locket. I wondered when the picture was taken, and what time was I living in now? Or dreaming in now?
"That's a very pretty locket you have there."
I looked up to where the voice had come from.
My eyes met some of the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. They weren't a light turquise or deep blue as the ocean like how you read in books. They were blueish gray, and reminded me more of a stormy sky. Next to me sat another elderly man who owned the stormy gray eyes. I looked down.
"Thanks" I mumbled.
He pointed to the picture of the girl I guess was Nora.
"Is that your granddaughter?" I looked up at him, and was immediatly pulled in by his gaze again.
I tottled with the locket between my fingers while trying to form an answer.
"I'm... I don't really know."
 
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Alright so I'm going to take a shower now, k thanks :)

So yep.
Here's another one.
I'm bored today, so I'm planning on doing this most of the time.
Plus I owe you guys ALOTTTTTTT
actually, I don't owe you anything.
But whatever.
Here goes chapter 2, much more exciting than chapter 1.
Woo.
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"The Worst Things" Chapter 2
 
-Four months later-
 
The past four months havn't been much different since the accident. Still going to school, still getting hit by my uncle. The only difference is that Denny and Amara have been acting wierd lately.
"What's going on with you guys?" I said while walking in to school with them.
They looked at eachother and then the ground before Amara said "Sy, what are you talking about?"
I shrugged. "You guys have been acting... different lately."
Denny looked at me. "No we havn't..."
He looked at the ground and we all fell silent because we had reached the halls. We split off and went to our own classes.
During lunch, they both sat next to eachother across from me at the table.
I looked at them while eating my pizza.
"So you guys going to tell me whats going on here or what?" I kept staring, maybe they would break.
Amara looked down and stirred her mashed potatoes around with her plastic spork, while Denny looked over at her. "Should we tell her?" He tried to whipser.
I didn't let up, my gaze was fixed on the two of them.
Amara sighed before looking up at me and dropping her spork.
"Denny and I have been secretly dating for the past six months." Her facial expresion didn't change a bit, although mine did.
My chin dropped.
"Why didn't you guys tell me!?" I got up from the table, and just walked out. No one stopped me, and I didn't want to be stopped. I didn't want to stop walking ever. So I just walked out of the cafeteria, and out of the school's back doors, and out of the parking lot, and into the woods behind our school. It was cold but I didn't really care.
They kept this from me the entire time. How could Denny like Amara more than me? Was I really that messed up? Why couldn't I get what I wanted just once? Why couldn't I have the person I loved?
 
I laid down in the wet leaves when it started to drizzle. And stayed there until I fell asleep.

Woooooo Looky I'm back.
Sweet Jesus, you guys probs hate me now.
Thats okay....
I understand.
Well in three days I'll start my junior year of high school.
I'm still forever alone.
Not much else is different.....
 
The worst things come free to us in life.
-Ed Sheeran <3
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"The Worst Things" Chapter 1
 
"But you arn't Sy! You really arn't!" my Aunt yelled at me in the car.
"Yes I am! I'm worthless! I'm sorry!" I screamed back.
A tear started to run down my cheek, and I looked down to prevent anyone from seeing me cry.
The last thing I needed was someone thinking I was weak. That's when they attack.
"Come on Sy, please don't cry." I looked up at my Aunt who was looking at me. She gently placed her hand on my knee. I would've looked down at her hand, but something else caught my attention. A bright light was coming closer and closer to us. I tried screaming, to warn my Aunt of what was about to happen. But nothing came out.
 
I tried blinking my eyes. It seemed the light was still there. Had I survived? Was I okay? I tried fully opening my eyes, but what I saw next wouldn't help anything. It wasn't the headlights of a semi-truck. Or some sort of after-life. It was the ceiling lights in a hospital. I tried sitting up but got dizzy half-way through, so I just turned my head to see my Uncle sleeping in a hospital chair next to me. I pushed the assistance button on the side of my bed and a nurse hurriedly came in with a clip-board.
"I see you're finally up Miss Ross. How are your vitals?" She started messing with different tubes and buttons while I watched her. She noticed that I was staring and stopped to face me.
"Oh you don't know yet." She said surprised.
She looked down. "Let me wake your uncle." She went around the bed and set her clipboard down at the foot of my bed. She placed her hand on my Uncle's shoulder which was just enough to scare him awake. He blinked at her bewildered. His eyes were red and tired looking. She glanced at me, and my uncle's eyes followed. He stared at me, and his eyes got sad. The nurse looked down and exited the room. I looked at my Uncle confused.
"What's going on? Where's Aunt Claire?" I asked.
He looked down for a second and back up, his eyes were watering. This was the moment it all clicked.
He didn't have to explain anything, and he knew he wouldn't have to by just the look in my eyes.
My Aunt Claire hadn't survived the accident.
 
-later that day-
 
Denny and Amara came to visit later on. Neither one of them said anything other than a hushed "I'm sorry". They were my two best friends, and I have known them since I was in second grade. Even though I had a little bit of a crush on Denny over the years, I didn't care that he saw me like this. As much as I loved my Uncle and my two best friends, all I really wanted was to be alone. So after everyone left, I slowly cried myself to sleep.
 
-Four months later-
 
I woke up and looked at the clock. I blinked a couple of times before I could see the numbers "7:29".
"Shit!" I jumped out of bed and tried my best to get ready as fast as possible. Washing my face, brushing my teeth, before sitting down at my make up table, trying to make the bruise on my right cheek bone to disappear with cover up. The night before, my uncle had come home drunk again. Maybe I shouldn't had yelled at him for that. It didn't matter now. He was already out of the house for work, and I could Denny outside, honking his car's horn. I threw on some jeans, a t-shirt, and hoodie, almost falling over while attempting to put my shoes and backpack on at the same time. I locked the door and ran outside to get into Denny's 1999 Honda Accord. Amara turned around in the front seat to examine my face. Amara had short, dark brown hair that moved a little too much. Her eyes were a little too big for her face, and she looked maybe five years younger than she actually was. It didn't help that she was very small, she couldn't fit in any average clothes, unless she shopped in the kids department, so most of the time her clothes were far to big for her.
"He beat you up again didn't he?" She shook her head and turned back around.
"Dammit Syberia! You can't just let your uncle toss you around like that. Fight back!" Denny said while still facing front while driving.
Denny was tall, and actually very handsome, but most people didn't notice because he didn't comb his brown curly hair, and wore big striped sweaters most of the time.
I looked down.
"I know." I mumbled.
"No. No you don't. If you did, shit like this wouldn't be happening all the time!" Amara started getting pissed off. "I swear one day, I'm gonna beat him up myself! See how he likes it."
I looked up and shook my head. "He's my uncle Amara. What am I gonna do? It's not like I have parents. Or anyone else to take care of me." That shut them both up the rest of the way to school.
We parked and all walked silently into the school, as always.
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So this is just chapter one, I'm gonna go walk my dog and work on chapter two and maybe three.
Yup.....

So, yeah.
I'm so neglectful.
Polyvorians must really hate me.
I havn't been on in more than three to five weeks...
My excuse isn't really that good either.
I got a life.
Wierd right?
Last time I was on it was like still band camp right?
Wow, how the world has changed.
Well I made it through band camp.
I started school, which I guess talk about now?
I started school and it wasn't much of a difference.
It was like band camp but not so hot and sweaty and a more abundent variety of cute boys.
I still had band practice (still do) First day of school, had practice.
Yeahhhhh
1A Ms.Ernest- English teacher. Really annoying because she sits there and talks about poetry and how we 'feel' about things in a class of a bunch of drug addicts that can't 'feel' anything because their so high.
I still, somehow, made friends with these drug addicts...
Yeah I don't get it either.
Um I realized I liked this guy in pit (band stuff, google it) me and Leri call him the assistant, and I think Berekah does now too... Millie knows now.
Um I guess I'll just put down the whole berekah, leri, a brizzy sitch...
Okay so theres a ragidy blonde kid (Adam, AKA A- Brizzy, AKA RAGAMUFFIN) in pit with like really flippy hair and hes pit captain, and a senior with a car and muffins.
Berekah made out with him a couple times you know shes diggin him, hes starting to dig her.
They start texting, he asks for a picture of her (I still havcn't figured out why?)
Berekah sends the ragamuffin a picture of her with Leri, and the ragamuffins all like, "Who's the blonde?" and Berekah's all like my friend...
So the ragamuffin meets leri and Leri and the ragamuffin start talking Leri and Leri starts diggin the ragamuffin and the ragamuffins startin to dig Leri, and Berekah acts like she doesn't care and stuff and the ragamuffin talks to Leri about homecoming and all, hes having dinner at his house before the dance, going to the dance, then going to a party afterwards.
And he slips out that he was gonna ask to her homecoming all cutsie and public, and Leri asks Berekah if shes okay with it, and Rebekah politely says its fine, but she really doesn't want her to.
Berekah and Leri and I went to a football game and Berekah sees her ex (on and off for three years...) and wants him again, and decides shes gonna ask him to homecoming and she does, and he says if he doesnt get a date then he'll go with her, and she tells him to f@#&% off, and gets all sad and finally gives up on him for good, realizing shes done putting up with all his poop. Leri realizes that she made plans to get ready for homecoming with Berekah before, and so since she couldn't make the ragamuffins dinner before, he decides hes not gonn ask her anymore. (Yeah, I kind of want to chew him out...) So now the ragamuffins talking about banging leri to berekah, and berekah wants to bang him, and leri wants to bang him, but she also is upset that hes not going to homecoming with her for that stupid reason, and still likes her ex Darry. Now Leri's at Berekah's house probably banging Darry, and losing her card.
Stupid kid.
Whatever.
I don't know how to talk to the assistant at all and the cod (another nickname for a girl who has cereal crushes, and has a boyfriend.) has him hooked (see what I did there? Hehe good right? No? Whatever.) And I saw her talking to him the other day and, then again and she was playing with his hands and I kind of wanted to pour kerosine on her and accidently throw a lit cigarette on her.
Oops.
And we had our first and second game, first one was awesome, second one was hurrendous but we had our first competition last weekend and got all1st place prizes in our 5A category (there was only one other band in that category though so... yeah...) and we won all the grand champion awards over all the bands competeing so yeah.
And this is like the first night I've had at home on the weekend.
I have a competition tomorrow too.
I'm sick. Really sick.
I'm still in the show, who cares about a cold?
And I think I'm gonna talk to the assistant?
akjdlkfjakldjf don't know about that one...
Oh and some of the saxaphones are mean.
One girl always says nasty things. (and a.h. but whatever.) like "If you want to wrap yourself around a pole, join guard!" and "Oh be careful! We don't need your flags to BLOW... away." Basically saying were skanks and stuff.
For some reason, the fact that I have a 6 foot metal pole escapes her.
Maybe her memory will come back when shes 'accidently' hit by one.
She'll by far remember her randevous with my pole :)
Anyways, I know I probably won't be on for awhile again, just making sure you guys know I'm not dead, and whats going on.
Not like anybody cares, but whatever.
Anywho, if you actually do read this comment?
Know I'm not completely forgotten in polyvore?
Anyways, Bye Lovies <3

Yeah, I said totes.
-We cool bro?
-Bro. I ain't even mad.
Band Camp > Me
It's kicking my butt.
It's fun, but hard.
8 hard hours.
And your like, oh only eight hours!
Its so much harder than it sounds.
Especially in the heat the entire time, plus you have to deal with Kirsch's "One more time!" which is actually funny.
He always says "One more time!" then we do it, then he says "One more time!" then we do it again, and he says "Alright, one more time!" and so on, and its funny cause all the bandies bet on how many times he'll say "one more time" before we actually move on.
And what they bet on is the best part, like, they have to come to camp wearing the wrong shoes, or something that Kirsch would yell at you about.
Its interesting. But if your wondering why I'm not making very many sets, its because I'm so worn out.
Yesterday? Woke up, 6:32 am, eat breakfast, wash face, brush teeth, do makeup, do hair, get dressed, deoderize, mega perfume, socks, shoes, down stairs, take frozen towel out of freezer and put in cooler, water, bag , flags, run to Erika's car, go to school, get in, go in guard room, meet up with people, put chiz down, get name tag, go back, and get stuff, head outside, put chiz down on island, work outside for hours, water breaks, eat lunch, work inside for two hours, go back out, work with band for two hours go home with Erika, get dropped off, get inside, fill water bottle back up, rinse off towel, put both in freezer, clean trash out of bag, set everthing else up for tomorrow, take shower, lay out clothes for tomorrow, eat chinese, lay down, accidently fall asleep, wake up at 10, can't fall back asleep till 1. Wake up at 6:32 and so on.
 
anyways, tagging time.

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A - AVAILABLE: kadslfjakjdfk yeah :'( Forever alone.
B – BIRTHDAY: January 25th
C - CRUSHING ON: TU MADRE! hehe You'll never know!
D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: water, water, and oh hey, MORE WATER
E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Idk, Alyssa? Idk...
F - FAVORITE SONG: Fireflies :)
G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: GUMMY WORMS BRO MAN!
H – HOMETOWN: No stalking me.
I - IN LOVE WITH: Sleep.
K - KILLED SOMEONE: Yeah, just your hopes and dreams :)
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: New York.
M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Chocolate :)
N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: One evil one.
O - ONE WISH: To stop hurting! I'M SO SORE!
P - PERSON THAT CALLED YOU LAST: Well, anwsered, my mom. Not anwsered? My mom's mom.
R - REASON TO SMILE: Making someones day!
S - SONG YOU LAST SANG: Ellie Goulding- starry eyed (what I'm singing now :)
T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 6:23 exactly
U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: blue, white, red, and black haha polka-spots :)
V - VEGETABLE: greenbeans
W - WORST HABIT: ALWAYS SINGING TO MYSELF!
Y - YEARS LIVING WHERE YOU LIVE: 11 and a half
Z - ZODIAC SIGN: aquarius ~ :D
 
RANDOM QUESTIONS!!!
Favorite animal: giraffe (and thats before john o'callaghan. They became my favorite when I found out they had purple tongues :)
Spell your name without vowels: Hntr wow.
What color do you wear most?: Um, everything but black, brown, and Orange.
Least favorite color: ORANGE. Nasty tabbies.
What are you listening to?: Ellie Goulding- Starry eyed
What is your favorite class in school?: Usually whatever art I'm taking
Are you outgoing?: When I'm not tired, ahaha but who isn't?
Favorite pair of shoes?: Either my keds, or my toms
Can you dance?: I used to think not, until I started guard and noticed how easily it came to me...
Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: never tired...
Can you whistle?: AMAZINGLING YES! I just can't snap :(
Cross your eyes?: Ish.
 
THE DO'S
Do you believe there is life on other planets?: maybe like ameba but not really... maybe in other universes?
Do you believe in miracles?: I believe in God :)
Do you believe in magic?: Depending on what kind of magic...
Love at first sight?: Will belive it when I see it.
Do you believe in Santa? It's sad cause I've never belived in santa. Ever. Not even when I was little. I just pretended to believe.
Do you like roller coasters?: I used to hate them, but now, I can't get enough of them!
Have you ever been on a plane?: when i was little, i don't remember much of it...
Have you ever asked someone out?: nope.
Have you ever been asked out by someone?: yes ugh. unfortunatly never by the right person, just stalkers.
Have you ever been to the ocean?: I live like right next to it. Yes.
Have you almost drowned in the ocean one?: I've been wiped out by one before does that count?
What is the temperature outside?: Too hot to be working on band stuff for 8 hours.
What radio stations do you listen to?: I don't lol, I listen to my good music :)
What was the last thing you bought?: balloons.a pair of shorts for 6 dollars (that were originally 30!) and a bra for guard
What was the last thing on TV you watched?: Local news. Ew.
Who was the last person you took a picture of?: Erika, with a sign on her chest that says "Gauntlets" in the guard closet haha
Ever really cried your heart out?: Yes :(
Ever cried yourself to sleep?: Who hasn't?
Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: yeah, and it was awkward...
Ever cried over the opposite sex?: Um, I don't know... I don't think so actually
Do you cry when you get an injury?: depending on the injury
Do songs make you cry?: On some songs
Are you a happy person?: Very, when I'm not tired.
What is your current hair color?: Blondie, blonde :)
 
CURRENTLY WEARING?
What are you wearing?: shorts, and the shirt I tie dyed myself
Short or long hair?: in the middle. Growing it out! :)
Height?: 5'7. One more inch to grow till I'm done.

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Yay, I'm done. I'll finish my chinese food, then take a nap :)
I'VE NEVER WANTED TO TAKE A NAP SO BADLY!

So band camp is awesome but SO TIRING
OH MY GOODNESS GRAVY!
Yesterday I came home, cleaned the bathroom and crashed for four hours
And today I fell asleep at like 3? and woke up at 7
so thats an hour more than yesterday
Woot woot.
and the past two days, its only been from 8 till noon.
and starting tomorrow, it'll be from 8 to 4 so....
I'll look like death warmed over...
I'll add more later

47 Items.
Oh. Yeah.
Hipster-ish set?
Thought I would do it.
Looked like fun.
My cropping isn't the best but I'm working on it...
Tell how you like it :)