Of course I'm out of my mind!

Words Meme - Stolen From Beatrice

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 06:35:16 GMT

Meh. I'm feeling a bit frustrated right now due to some dumb people. So I'm LJ-ing it up to get my mind off of them.

RULES:
Reply to this post by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you.
Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

Phantom of the Opera: I have been incredibly obsessed with this movie/book/musical for close to four years. I love everything about this. The music is beautiful. I love Erik as both a baritone and a tenor. And recently I heard a singer who I think would make a fantastic tenor-Erik. The book is just so sad and heart wrenching. The movie and musical, even more so.

Little Mermaid: Again, this is another movie and story that I am obsessed with. I watched the original cartoon a few months ago but the Disney version is the one I will always hold close to my heart. It is my favorite of childhood movies. The characters are adorable, and the music is unforgettable. They don't make kid's movies like this anymore!

Jareth: Also has to do with music and movies. Jareth is the "villain" of an older movie called, "The Labyrinth" (not to be confused with Pan's Labyrinth. That's an entirely different movie.) Jareth is the only villain that can sparkle and still be believeably wicked. Also the only one who can work a mullet. He's got some sexy cape action going on in his movies and the occasional foray into LSD-laced peaches but it's all good. Also he's got Magic Pants. :D

Singing: This is a great hobby of mine. Now, I will admit, I'm not as good at it as I'd like to be. But that doesn't hinder my enjoyment of it. I have been a part of Chorus for all of high school and while the rehearsals were killer the performances were spectacular and I never regretted signing up that class. One day when I can afford to spare the time and money I'd like to get a voice coach.

Bon Jovi: Now here is another man who can sing. And WHOOO let me tell you he sings wonderfully. While Erik's voice is as smooth as water, Jon Bon Jovi's voice has more of a rusty than liquidous tone and equally stunning. And by rusty I don't mean he's out of practice, I mean that he won't quite pamper your ears, but he'll delight them all the same. Speaking of this delightfully talented man, he is releasing his newest album on November 10th and I MUST MUST MUST find a way to afford it.

Funnily enough all my words had something to do with music. What can I say? Music is my life.

Redemption

Sat, 26 Sep 2009 15:01:00 GMT

I take back every terrible thing I said about my grandmother being a cold-hearted bitch....

She just gave me ten dollars to buy lunch... :*)

My Unexpected Ninja Skills

Thu, 24 Sep 2009 01:56:27 GMT

Oh. My. God. The FUNNIEST thing happened to me an hour ago!!

I was walking down the street from the train to my house and there was this kitty cat walking along as well. I am not the sneakiest of sneaks, but tonight I seemed to be channeling some remote inner ninja because she/he didn't notice I was behind it.

Now this cat is walking along slowly, and I was walking along a little on the fast side. Soon enough it got to the point where I was RIGHT behind it, and I'd kick it if I didn't slow down. So I made kissy noises at it, thinking it was comfortable around people, but it turned out it had NO idea I was there.

The cat turned around to see what was making little kissy noises, finally saw me right behind him, and then in its shock IT JUMPED STRAIGHT UP INTO THE AIR ABOUT A FOOT AND A HALF OFF THE GROUND AND THEN STREAKED INTO THE NEAREST DRIVEWAY where it sat and cowered behind the bars of the gate and watched me as I passed by.

I've never snuck up on a cat before. I didn't even know it was possible! It jumped up so high that for a second I honestly thought it was going to attempt to maul my face, but then it ran away, allaying my fears.

Still. So hilarious!

One Eyebrow...

Sat, 12 Sep 2009 02:33:51 GMT

I has it.

What Boredom Can Cause

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 03:59:32 GMT

I made some avatars yesterday cuz I was bored.

I wanted to dress up in my indian garb, but that requires someone to help me dress so I made an avi of it instead. Then the avis wouldn't stop.

Second was a more accurate deptiction of myself yesterday, minus the ice cream of course. I had ice cream on the mind, so I stuck it on her head..

Third is me cross dressing as a very well known psychopath. <3

Fourth and last is Carlos. Dressed as he was dressed for school on Thursday, but with the super fluffy hair that he had some years before I knew him. Also with the added companionship of our penguin son Alejandro.

Writer's Block: Doh!

Mon, 31 Aug 2009 04:49:48 GMT

What is the dumbest thing you've ever done?

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It was the first time I was ever on a skateboard. I had no idea how to skate (still don't), and my balance was quite terrible.

I was in my Sophomore year of high school. I was in the Chorus and we were having rehearsals for the Spring Musical. While we were taking a break, someone brought out their skateboard and was fooling around with it. I asked if I could stand on it and they said yes. Then they had this great idea.

The auditorium has an aisle straight down the middle, like a ramp of sorts. I was to sit on the skateboard and ride down the "ramp" using my feet in front of me to stop or slow down. So I did. It was very fun, but when I wanted to stop, either I was going to fast, or I was too weak, but I just couldn't get enough friction to stop or slow down. At the end of the aisle was a chair. Balanced precariously on top of this chair was an amp, belonging to one of the music teachers. There I was, hurtling down the aisle on a skateboard I could not control with no way to stop the impending demise of either myself or the amp or any poor sap who decides to step in front of me. I slammed into the chair and the amp, wrapping my legs around the chair and my arms around the amp. Since I grabbed it, it didn't fall and it stopped me, but it made a HELL of a crash!

I jumped up and ran off to sit quickly in a seat in the auditorium while someone grabbed and hid the skateboard. Mr. Fischer came running out demanding to know what that crash was and why his amp looks like someone hit it at a high speed, but everyone shrugged and seemed completely clueless. Having not witnessed anything and no proof of our shenanigans, Mr. Fischer had no choice but to take our word and go back to .... whatever he was doing.

I haven't set foot on a skateboard again since then. I think I've had my fill of them, lol.

The Story of the Unfortunate Hooker

Sun, 23 Aug 2009 00:25:48 GMT

Last year in late October I was in a small student film directed by my BFF bfb

It is good to know smart people. I was having some trouble with the disc and since Bea was going to be away she told me to enlist the aid of Carlos. So he came over and fiddled about (no "Tommy" reference) with my laptop and ultimately got it to work! Thanks to him I was able to upload Bea's DAM1 to youtube! (Provided below for your viewing pleasure, of course!)

See if you can spot yours truly!

JOOOYGASM!!

Wed, 19 Aug 2009 04:12:53 GMT

Bon Jovi is putting out a new album this November! I'm so excited! Ecstatic, even! Here, listen to the first single, "We Weren't Born To Follow"
bonjovi.com/bonjovi/splash/

I like it. I like it better than "This Left Feels Right" and "Lost Highway." I hope the rest of it can live up to "Slippery When Wet," "Crush," "Crossroad" and "Have A Nice Day."

I wonder if I can preorder it...

Writer's Block: I Love My Body Because…

Thu, 13 Aug 2009 16:12:00 GMT

Why do you love your body?

Sponsored by Body by Victoria® from Victoria's Secret.

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This question is working under the inaccurate assumption that I love my body in the first place. Honestly I think it could use a bit more work, weight, and development. On the other hand, my boyfriend seems to like it just fine, so it might just be me.

Then again Beatrice and I have already established that guys are weird. Liking us when we don't. Being attracted to us, when we don't know why they would. *shrug*

OMG The Drama NEVER Ends!

Thu, 13 Aug 2009 15:49:38 GMT

Well, if my mother didn't hate me before, she certainly does now. Apparently she is no longer employed and of course, who is she going to blame? Me. Are you surprised? I'm not.

Here's how it went down. My Pastor tried to do an intervention on my behalf, without my knowledge or permission. He was trying to get my mother to see reason and realize that we need to not only communicate, but come to an understanding, that she can't go on treating me like leprosy, like I'm something to be ashamed of and hidden away.

Considering my mother never attends worship anymore (except on the big holidays, like Christmas and Easter), my Pastor has no choice but to attempt to talk to her during the week while she's there working for him.

Now of course, my mother doesn't appreciate this. She doesn't like to accept help or advice from anyone because that would mean admitting that not only she has a problem, but a problem that she can't solve on her own. So she starts to fight with him, saying things like how this is none of his business and why is he even bothering with this, does he like me more than her, etc. (Personally I think that last one was a bit much, he's our Pastor, not our father.) In the end she picks up her things and leaves. She quit her job, but she's gonna blame it on me.

Honestly I don't give a poo anymore. I think quitting was a dumb idea, considering how jobs are in short supply these days, but oh well. She's made her choice and I refuse to take the blame for this.

She's not even mad that she's now jobless. She went home to watch her soap operas. She's mad that I had something to do with her joblessness. I wonder how her husband will take the news that he's now the Primary (and Sole) Breadwinner.

More Mama Drama

Fri, 07 Aug 2009 18:50:36 GMT

I just realized just how distant my mother and I have become. My own mother got married, and I had to find out through Facebook. I guess she really meant it when she said she had nothing more to say to me, there is nothing we can ever be for each other, and whatnot.

She got married. So much for her having a party and letting me be her bridesmaid.

I understand she's mad at me for her reasons, but what the deal with her boyfriend? I never did anything to him, I would have thought he would have mentioned it at least. Or maybe he thought if I didn't know, it couldn't hurt me, and he just preferred to stay out of the drama.

It never ends, does it? The drama just never ends.

Well fine, two can play her game. If I'm no longer important enough to know of her newly marital relationship, then she doesn't have the importance to know of my life.

I'm sick of always having to do things for her, to drop what I'm doing and go obey her obviously more important demands, only to have her smack me around and call me names and otherwise publicly embarass me. My grandmother tries to tell me that she still cares, that she still loves me. Like hell, she does! You don't treat people this way if you care about and love them! You treat them better than this!

On that note, my grandmother was telling me how I need to stop being friends with my Pastor and Rebekah (the Youth Director from church), because if I'm telling them anything about my family life, it's causing them to be really mean to my mother and treat her badly when they see her. WTH! First of all, Rebekah is far too nice to do that, she is above such petty actions, and my Pastor might seem to be making fun of you, but it's all in good-natured. My mother has had issues with that man since before she ben working for him. She can't stand anyone who can't be serious or playful, and my Pastor is acts in a flamboyant manner because he finds it amusing! Just because she can't get over her issues in the past five years, doesn't mean it's my fault. When things were alright with me and my mom had issues with him, they blamed me. When I moved out anf wasn't around and my mother had issues with him, they blamed me. When I'm here and my mother is no longer in my life and she's got issue with him, THEY BLAME ME!

Just once I wish she'd grow up and stop playing the Blame Game and understand that SHE is the one who has issues and they stem from HER, not ME.

I'm a Bad Girl!

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 04:41:00 GMT

It's official. I am a (kinda-sorta-but-not-really) bad girl.

My grandmother is mad at me and a security guard from the movie theater in my neighborhood now has a grudge against me. My story follows as such:

My grandmother is mad that I'm actually using the garbage can in the bathroom, because apparently she puts it there for decorational purposes only. It's not to have actual use. So she threw out the garbage can, because I put garbage in it. Now of course I'm angry because being a girl, I need to throw my girly garbage somewhere and I don't feel entirely comfortable carrying my girly garbage into the kitchen to throw it out with the regular garbage. My grandmother disagrees. Strongly. And loudly.

And the security guard from the movie theater is angry because I peed in what was apparently the wrong bathroom. Not the men's bathroom, mind you. Just the wrong one. They have a pair in the front of the theater close to the exits, and another pair in the back of the theater, closer to the auditoriums. Now after watching a movie with Fatima today, I realized that I had to go to the bathroom. Right then and there. Small girl, small bladder, more frequent piddling times. Makes sense so far? Of course!

I was leaving the theater and I passed the bathroom and realized I had to go, so I started to go in. The security guard didn't like that.

"No, no. You can't go there. Restrooms are ahead to your right. You must go the the other one. On the other side, over there!"
"There's nothing wrong with this one, and I have to go, like... now."
"I am just doing my job by informing you that since you are leaving the theater you MUST use THAT one."
"Great! You did your job then. I am informed. But I gotta GO, like.... NOW."

With that, I walked into the Forbidden Bathroom. Ooooh he was soo mad! I could hear him carrying on as I peed, saying things like what is wrong with me, don't I know he can stop me from ever coming here again, etc. When I finshed my business I walked out of the bathroom and he was still making a fuss. I just waved my hand in his general direction and went on my way. I go to this theater soo often, I probably keep them in business. In any case, Fatima agrees that he was out of line about me using the "wrong" bathroom. I mean, no where does it state that exiting customers MUST, WITHOUT FAIL use the bathroom further from the theaters. This is the first I've ever heard of such a rule and I've been going to this theater for years and years.

If they ARE going to assign bathroom depending on whether you are arriving or departing customers, it should be the OTHER way around. It should be that arriving customers should use the restrooms next to the entrance/exits and that departing customers should use the restrooms right next to the theaters. We are leaving the theater after watching a movie for a significant amount of time, we ar emuch more likely to be in need of a nearby loo!

If I ever see him again, I'll have to be sure to give him a friendly smile and nod. Then again I might not try to raise his ire. Seriously, though, he really thought he was something else, trying to send me further along. To heck with that. If I gotta pee, and the sign says Ladies or Women or something of the feminine persuasion, I'm gonna use it.

My friends, I am a (kinda-sorta-but-not-really) Bad Girl. Look at me! Look at the trash you associate with!

OMG so much to say.

Mon, 03 Aug 2009 19:32:10 GMT

Well I haven't had an actual update in a long long time, I've been pretty busy, lately. Quick recap, I spent 4th of July Weekend with Carlos and his family, which was AWESOME. There were little babies there, and they were so cute and adorable! It was so beautiful upstate, I honestly didn't want to leave, lol.

Then I started my new job. I'm a live-in nanny, working for my aunt in the Bronx. It's an odd combination of wonderful fun and nerve-wracking work, taking care of two kids, housework, mild cooking, etc. I felt like I was suddenly turned into a mom. Speaking of which, I guess I did a good job, cuz after a while the kids would forget and call me Mom. One night I even made dinner for everyone. Chicken Parm FTW! Everyone loved it and went back for seconds!

After a few weeks of that I came back to Queens. (However I am going back to that job sometime this month) Unfortunately I've discovered that my other cousin, Sean, has gained quite a bit of weight during his trip to Florida. Now my seven year old cousin is approximately ten pounds lighter than me. -____- I WAS going to take him to the park and have him run around and lose some of that weight, but then my grandmother pitched a fit saying I can't do that. So now my cousin sit on his bum all day, watching TV, playing on his DS, eating chips and cookies and whatnot. I'm trying to play games with him that would make him move around and be a little active, but then my grandmother gets mad that he's running around and MIGHT fall and MIGHT get hurt.

My mother is turning on her Bitch Switch more often now. Yet she still expects me to do anything for her as soon as she asks me to. God, I'm such a sucker.

Buuuut I recently discovered A Very Potter Musical, and it is HILARIOUS! If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend watching this! Here it is below!!

Additionally in three more days, it'll be my third month anniversary! I'm gonna inwardly squeal now!

And now I give you.... A Very Potter Musical !!

Writer's Block: Bite Me

Mon, 27 Jul 2009 22:24:48 GMT

From Dr. Polidori's Lord Ruthven to Stephenie Meyer's Edward Cullen, the annals of vampire lore are filled with attractive, charming bloodsuckers. Which one would you most want to be bitten by?

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Dracula.
Or Lestat de Lioncourt.
Or Eric Northman.
Or even Spike.

But NEVER a Cullen. Any of the above four will eat Edward Cullen for breakfast. And Good Riddance, says I.

EDIT: I just remembered about this. It's perfect,

EDIT #2: Upon further consideration I will also deign to allow Angelus to bite me. Angelus. Not Angel. Angelus.

Writer's Block: All-Nighter

Fri, 26 Jun 2009 03:17:26 GMT

When was the last time you stayed up all night? What were you doing?

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I was acting at a Film Shoot entitled Night Chase. It was the first full all-nighter I've ever pulled and I'm amazed that I managed it. I had gone to work for the morning shift that day, then acted during the night, then worked the morning shift the NEXT day, then had a date in that afternoon/night, then had to work the I don't even remember what shift the NEXT day..... I think I had about 6 hours of sleep in total for three days.

But oooh it was fun though. I wish I could see how it ended up

I am such a Dumb

Wed, 24 Jun 2009 19:48:42 GMT

I got an email today from Xanga about a subscription update. No one I know ever writes in their Xanga anymore so this was interesting. I opened the email and clicked without reading who it was that had updated.

And found myself staring at Jon's page. Oh ffs! I even have my laptop save all my passwords so I don't have to type everything in so I was signed in as me! He's gonna sign in and see that I visited his page. STUPID STUPID STUPID!!

He better not take this as an invitation to regain contact with me. My life has been so wonderful without him and his crap floating around me all the time. If he calls me, I'll just ignore him again, that's all.

On a happier note I realized that in 12 more days, I'll have been in a two month relationship! HEHEHEH!!!

Father's Day Bullshit

Sun, 21 Jun 2009 15:48:50 GMT

Bah. Just when I think she's gotten better, she says something so fucked up. She sat down and pretty much stated how she doesn't like that I'm spending so much time with Carlos. Saying how he's only ever going to be a friend to me, and that I can't be so hung up on spending my Sundays with him. Saying how him and his family are secretly disgusted with me and are too polite to say so. Saying that if I acted differently and indifferently they'd like me better because then they'll see I have a life with things going on, and I'm not dependent on them for a laugh or a good time. Saying how people can say one thing to you, yet mean another.

On the other hand she didn't yell about it, she stated her bullshit very calmly. Additionally I didn't yell. I just refuted her claims and when she continued in the same vein, I walked into my room and closed my door. But I could still hear her through the walls.

It never ends, does it? Every holiday and occasion the bullshit never ends. I can NEVER have an occasion where she or someone else doesn't fuck up my mood.

Whatever. I'll just sit here and wait for my boyfriend to get here so we can head over to his barbecue.

Maybe I'll call my father in the meantime.

Meetin' MY Folks

Sun, 07 Jun 2009 05:51:57 GMT

Oh boy, I don't even know WHERE to begin for this. Well first things first, today was my 1 Month Anniversary with Carlos, so we decided to go for dinner, seeing as he has work during the day and can't do much else during that time. So I got ready and sat down to my laptop until he got here.

When he DID arrive I was TERRIFIED OUT OF MY WITS!! I did NOT want him to meet my grandmother, I was sooo SURE she'd eat him. O_O

As it turns out both she and my grandfather behaved quite admirably. There were LOTS of awkward silences but that was to be expected seeing as how they're not that well versed in dealing with people of my age group. Carlos on the other hand conducted himself spectacularly! Woohoo for him! :D Sooo after a while he looked at me and asked, "When do you wanna head out?" Of course I couldn't wait to get out!

So we got our things together and said our goodbyes and left for the restaurant!

The food wasn't bad at all! We got Chicken Tikka Masala and Lamb Pakal or something like that, lol. For dessert I think we had Carrot... something. It was yummy too! (We shared dessert... ;D )

Finally we had to get back and he rode with me back to my house. Hehehe, he is SUCH a sweet talker!! *SQUEE*

When we were walking down my street he stopped to kiss me AND THERE WERE FIREWORKS! Three times he kissed me and three firecrackers went off in the sky, but only when he kissed me! And there was a full moon and everything! It was like the Universe was working together to make this as perfect and sweet and cliched and romantic as possible! Thank you, Universe!

Hehehe I got him a DVD of Happy Feet and I made him a Penguin Plushie, cuz I know that he loves penguins.

He got me a webcam, now we can talk as much as we want without a phone bill, lol.

(Or we could if I hadn't done this wrong somehow... but no matter, he's going to fix it for me tomorrow.)

I have the bestest boyfriend EVER!

TekTek Adventures...

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 02:44:09 GMT

The one on the left is me from today. Made by me.

The one on the right was made by Carlos.

HEHEHE! We are so silly.

Writer's Block: Rabbit Rabbit!

Mon, 01 Jun 2009 18:06:04 GMT

It's the first day of the month. If you could have one wish come true this month, what would it be?

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I wish for a new, non-crazy family who will not freak out and want to beat me when I tell them about my boyfriend. Which I plan on doing today. If I can work up the courage.

Good luck to me...

EDIT: So I told my gma and I'M STILL ALIVE!! HOORAAAY!!!

Meetin' The Folks

Mon, 01 Jun 2009 05:35:59 GMT

Well I went over to Carlos' neighborhood. Let me tell you it is so GREEN!! I love it. Sooo many trees, more than I can hug! I am so ashamed of my dirty little corner of Jamaica. It's nothing like Valley Stream. I have Neighborhood Envy. Not to mention the LIRR is soo much cooler than the MTA. I have Train Envy as well!

But I digress. I went over to his place, had a walk through the park, got to his house, AND THERE WAS NO ONE THERE! Apparently they had gone out for a ride to the beach on their motorcycle! When they did return, we had our introductions, and made some small talk, then headed back to his room. Eventually we went out and had some food, then headed back to his place, where I was then introduced to his sister and (twin) brother and brother's friend. The group of us played PS3. And by "group of us played" I mean they played and I watched.

Towards the end I ended up getting a ride from his sister, who told me if I ever need a ride back, I shouldn't hesitate to ask them.

According to Carlos, all went well, and they liked me! HUZZAH!

The only crap part was that my gma locked me out of the house when I came back at the OH-SO-LATE-MIDDLE-OF-THE-NIGHT-hour of 10pm. I was about to jump in through my window, but my gpa undid the chain and my gma began to yell at me. I hope Carlos didn't hear, but if he did, he didn't let on that he overheard anything.

Pretty much she said how I was rude and had no manners or respect and that I'm not a decent girl cuz no decent girl would be out and about at such an hour, and that I'm just begging to be raped. (Although, if I were begging for it, it wouldn't be considered rape...) She said how it was better when I wasn't here and was instead living with my friends.

I've tried to wait until she was in a good mood to tell her about that fact that I have a boyfriend, but her good moods are so short and fleeting that I always seem to miss it. I'll just have to tell her and deal with whatever happens next.

So far thingshave been okay, in the sense that she's not hitting me anymore, but that can change. Judging by her temper it just might change. At this point I don't care. I don't have much longer that I'll have to deal with her anyway. She raised me, yes. She took care of me as a baby, but that's about all she did. Anything else was nothing but trauma and anger and emotional abuse. I thought things would change and it seems she's trying but then she pulls out shit like this.

Whatever. I can not be bothered with her anymore. I'll just tell her and if she has a problem then she's gonna have to find some way to cope, because I know she will have a problem no matter what I do.

But my boyfriend's family thinks I'm cute and nice! YAY!

The Universe Hates Me

Sun, 24 May 2009 21:53:26 GMT

It won't ever let me be happy for long. It's like it's saying, "Marissa was exceedingly happy yesterday due to her awesome Rehearsal and first ever boyfriend. She's filled up her Happy Quota for the month. Now she needs to mope."

I lost my job today.

We're under new management. I guess I wasn't up to scratch...

Shit. I liked having a paycheck every week. Now who's gonna want to date a jobless bum?

TEEHEEHEE!

Sun, 24 May 2009 05:15:44 GMT

Carlos came to see me today....

Best. Day. Ever.

You wanna know why?

^ That's why.

Writer's Block: There Can Be Only One

Fri, 22 May 2009 17:06:28 GMT

Do you believe in monogamy?

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Absolutely. Furthermore I refuse to begin anything with someone who isn't on that same page. Attempting something like that can only have disastrous results.

On an angry note, Jon ended up being invited to my concert WHICH I DO NOT LIKE. This is going to be a wondrous amazing day and I DO NOT want him around sulking and being a baby bitch. I don't know WHY Ariel invited him. Oh wait yes I do. Ariel thinks Jon can make things up with me and we can go back to being the way we were, but the truth is I'm tired of being Jon's Emotional Punching Bag. I don't want to go back to how things were with him. He's an insensitive asswipe and I refuse to let my Happy Day be dampened by his raincloud.

I'm done with him.

It hurts that I wasted so much time after a guy who turned out to be not worth a second of it. But I don't care. He's wasted enough of my time, I don't intend on letting him waste more of it.

It is highly unlikely that he'll come anyway. He never came to my concerts when we were friends, why would he show up now after we've been fighting? If on the off chance that he does show up, I'll just ignore him.

Writer's Block: Close Call

Fri, 22 May 2009 05:29:57 GMT

Accidents happen all the time, and often we walk away miraculously uninjured. What has been your closest call with avoiding serious harm in an accident?

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I don't remember how old I was, but I was pretty young. Probably around 4 cuz I don't remember being in school during this.

I was at my church and there were a bunch of bigger kids there. They wanted to play Cops and Robbers. I wanted to join them. To make it so that we had an even number of players I ended up being a Robber. One of the biggest kids was a Cop and I guess he didn't feel like making an effort to catch one of the Robbers
bigger kids, so he went after the littlest one. Me.

Problem was, I was always very skinny and squirmy so he couldn't get a good grip on me, so he just picked me up and began to spin, probably hoping I'd stop wiggling enough for him to really grab me. Unfortunately he wasn't as strong as he though he was and lost his grip on me.

I went flying. I landed in the middle of the road. Thankfully there were no cars coming. Even so I still completely skinned one side of my face and part of my chest as I landed on the ground.

Strangely enough, even though it was a huge amount of blood and flesh I'd lost I didn't scar. Not that I'm complaining of course. You have no idea how happy I am that I didn't scar.

Funnily enough, now that I think about it I would have been scarred on the right side of my face, the same side as the Phantom of the Opera. Maybe that's why I'm so obsessed with Erik... I can relate to him in that way.