Laurent rant (the vampire from Twilight)

LAURENT IN A BATHROBE! Laurent in a bathrobe in the sun? I wonder how Laurent would sparkle? I wouldn't expect it'd be white because Laurent's African American. Maybe he'd sparkle, I dunno, grey? Maybe crimson because he eats people? Little reddish glow? Maybe.
God, but I love him. I seem to have a thing about liking characters who are usually just there...to be there. I LOVE Laurent for some reason. I'm not particularly fond of vampires (they smell funny) and yet have a particular liking for those characters who are wrongly shunned.
Bella gave me the idea the other night when we were talking about Edward {Cullen} in a bathrobe and then she said out of the blue 'Laurent in a bathrobe! No, Laurent in boxers or briefs, whatever you like better!' I elbowed her in the ribs and told her to stop planting these thoughts in my head. It does not help that I'm in my perverted stage. Bad Akiga.
Laurent's probably my favorite character in the series, even when he only lasted a book and a half, arguably less. Less than half a book! That's not right!!
Laurent in boxers...in the sun...glittering like a single onyx stone..heh heh...

'Scuse me about this peeps; JACOB BLACK IS THE WORST WEREWOLF EVER!! HE NEEDS TO DIE!! Sorry for the violent rant. Bella knows what I'm talking about.
Maybe I could kill Jacob Black with with an ice skate, ball point pen, a glass of sparkling grape juice, broken keyboard, a live cat, video camera, coffee mug and piece of foil. Dunno, maybe? (see Imma eat Chu post). He'd probably kill me. But he killed Laurent. I'd kill him until heaven gets tired of taking him and send him to hell, and then I'll kill him again to make sure he's good and dead. I have nothing against Jacob personally, because he has good intentions, but he always tries to execute them in the wrong way. Stupid bastard. I have a thing for hating everyone names Jacob. That's depressing.
I want a Laurent plushie. If anyone knows where I can get one, I will love you. Forever. If not, I'll make one. If I ever learn how to make a plushie. If I ever remember to tell myself to learn how to make a plushie. And I'll make an Edward one for Bella. If I remember. Which I won't becasue I have, like, a three second memory.
I wonder if Laurent tutored me in Pre-Al, I would be doing better? Unfortunatly, he's DEAD, so I'll never know. Dang it. I figured that if I could get tutored, I'd be doing better, but tutors are just a bunch of morons who think they know something but don't.
Oh, and I wanted to kiss an undead. If I had to kiss one, it might as well be a dreadlocky vampire! God. But NOOOOOOOO. He had to be killed off.

How I run

Someone asked me to put up a list of how I run. Well, let's see;

25% food/water
10% sleep
20% writing/creative outlet (that's 50%)
30% human connection or stimulation (that's...*gets out a calculator*80%)
10% animal connection or stimulation
5% music
2% fingernails (for those day to day chores like raking someones eyes out, and that's 97%)
3% negative criticism.

This is how I roll.

Suicide Hotline

"Suicide Hotline: DON'T DO IT"

Lawl.

OMG IT'S BATMAAAAAAN!

Kay, so I was totally listening to Pet for the ninth time this morning, and I suddenly heard

LALALALALALA I AM THE JOKER, WALKING THROUGH THE STREET. GASP OMG IT'S BATMAAAAAAAN! YAY BATMAN OVER HERE!! in this REALLY annoying voice. For a while, I didn't know what the hell was happening. Then I clicked on one of the tabs that I had up on the desktop and realized that I had accedentally clicked on a flash movie that was the Joker and Batman. Look, here it is;

http://dark--romance.deviantart.com/art/The-Joker-And-Batman-Flash-105061738

Wow

A few days ago (before school let out for the winter holiday) I was in the computer lap and some girls in front of me were screwing around and browsing deviantART.com. These are the kind of girls who think their better than everyone else and that they're {do I dare say the dreaded word?} popular. To my alarm and shock, I heard the words 'Akiga', 'Akira', and 'Bshir' being thrown around a lot in a whisper. I stood up a little bit in my seat and...

THEY WERE LOOKING AT MY DEVIANTART GALLERY, READING MY STORY!!

Apparently, they had no idea that the creator of both was right behind them. Here's the conversation I managed to pick up;

Caitlin; This one's pretty good.
Taylor; Meh, I've seen better.
Caitlin: That's true. OMG, look at this picture!
Julia: Are those boys ...kissing?!?!

I was embarrassed and thanked GOD that I hadn't put any of my pictures on the account. Geeze.

Imma eat chu

Today, I was considering becoming and homicidal maniac. Yes, I really was planning out how I would kill a person with different materials. One of them was an ice skate, another was a ball point pen, another was a glass of sparkling grape juice, another was a broken keyboard, another was a live cat, another was a video camera and another was a coffee mug. You can literally kill someone with ANY-FREAKING-THING. I keep wondering how you can kill someone with a piece of foil, but I'm sure it'll come to be eventually.

Does this disturb me that I'm planning to kill people?

Yes. Yes it does.

But hell, it's fun.

Um, I'm listening to Pet; Perfect Circle which is my beast song, and I hit 191 pages in my novel just now, so totally beasting, dude.

Kay, so Dana has her obsessive moments in life, and right now that's a Gameboy Color and Pokemon Crystal. She beasts all games on a Gameboy. Dammit, and I can't even get past the first level in freakin' Donkey Kong. Seriously.

Ah, I've been loosing sleep lately, but now we're on winter break, so I should be able to get some good sleep in. That's good. Maybe my lack of sleep (and slowly going insane because of the latter) is what made me think about going nuts and homicidal on people with an ice skate, ball point pen, a glass of sparkling grape juice, broken keyboard, a live cat, video camera, coffee mug and piece of foil. Dunno, maybe?

I'm a little bit worried right now. Lately, I've been eating a lot more that I usually do. And I mean a fuckin' LOT more than normal. And it's not just once in a while; it's becoming an daily thing. My mom says I'm going through another growth spurt, but we're still waiting for the growth part of that growth spurt. Usually the thought of eating too much makes me feel sick. Now I'm always hungry. I woke up this morning literally moaning in pain and clutching my stomach because I was literally starving because I hadn't had a lot of dinner the night before and I'd only had half a sandwich for lunch. It was, like, gurgling like it was being drowned or something. Even right now I'm freaking hungry.

Imma eat chu, kay?

Holy great shivers of the above!!

It's been a while. Just becasue I've been working mostly on Hiccups. Bad me. I've been working on my novel....Well, here's a list of all the things I've done worth noting in the space of two some months;

•Nearly tipped a large, round table onto a stupid sixth grader (in church).
•Managed over 180 pages in my novel
•Did a hard-ass Social Studies, Science, and English project
•Bought a pocket watch (makes me look gangster).
•Had fun talking with Bella
•Finished Eclipse.
•Started and is now more than half-way through Breaking Dawn.
•Had a birthday
•Opened presents
•Bought lunch for my mom
•Watched Series of Unfortunate Events with Bella and got high on Mountain Dew and played with a cat toy and nearly broke it (and Bella).

There. Now you know.

God doesn't make junk

God didn't make the earth for us to put junk on it. That's our job.

The Junk Food of the Food Pyramid

The Junk Food of...

Vegitables; French fries (basically deep-fried slivers of a root)

Fruits: Crystalized pineapple (why the hell do they call it pineapple; it doesn't look like an apple or a pine tree)

Dairy: Ice Cream (but that's a huge surprise)

Grain: Pastries (cinnimon rolls included)

Meats: (This was a really hard one) I don't know; pork rinds?

Junk Foods: Um.....all of the freaking above?