Live every day like it is your last. Crawl into a corner and cry.

1. Your Middle Name:
Nicole
2. Age:
18, bitches.  That's right.
3. Single or Taken:
Single, never taken.  I am not to be claimed.
4. Favorite Movie:
Back to the Future
5. Favorite Song or Album:
I have too many...
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
Franz Ferdinand
7. Dirty or Clean:
Eh???  I try my best to be hygenic....
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
Just ears pierced.
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
Yes, I know Katie.  All over :)
10. What's your philosophy on life?
Life's a bitch with a fucked up sense of humor.  But otherwise, you know, live life to fullest or some shit like that.
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
I prefer full cups.
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
It depends on how petty that secret is.
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
All of them.  At the same time.
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
Fanfiction :] 
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
I am actually the second coming of Christ. 
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they?
a. For me to always know what I want.  I never do.
b. The ability to always live in the moment.
c. A nice laptop :D
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
What kind of cake?  Is it chocolate?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
Canada
19. What is your big weakness?
I have none. 
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
Yes, mostly...
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?
English or Drama.
22. Describe your accent
American. 
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
No sir, I like you just the way you arrreee.
24. What do you wear to sleep?
Nothing, preferably.
25. Trousers or skirts?
Skirts!
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
Alcohol.  Never cigs. 
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
Cry a lot? 
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
Okay!

Kay, so my dad just got laid off.  And both my parents are unemployed so......

We're fucked.

001. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
002. I will respond by asking you ANY five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal.
003. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
004. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
005. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.


1. If you were dictator of the world what would your number one priority be?

Oh, this is a good one! Hmm, let’s see….Well I think my number one priority would be to kill all male human beings, except a few for breeding reasons. Ever read Queen of the Damned? Yeah, Akasha was one badass feminist. Hell yeah.

Or I would just…like, send some gift baskets to my grandma or something.

2. If you could unpublish any book what book would you?

The Portrait of an Artist As a Young Man by James Joyce. Wtf was that about?? Worst read ever.

3. What is one movie you think everyone should see before they die?

Kill Bill. For various reasons. Mostly because it’s a fuckin riot.

4. If you were given a 100 acre lot, what would you do with it?

Start a circus. For hamsters.

5. You've created a race of super beings, how do they differ from humans?

Crab people! Like in South Park. Crab people disguised as the Queer Eye cast with the intention of making everyone in metro sexual pussys so that they can dominate!!

That was a pretty good episode.

So Thankgiving was alright.  My greatgrandpa forgot who I was.  Hmm.

Other than that, school tomorrow, vacation over. Eugh.

Leaving in three or four weeks.  Will spend two weeks in trailer.  No idea after that.  Not knowing about my future makes me want to scream and then curl up into a little ball.

But I finished my term paper.  Mrs. Coman probably won't take it since I'm late, but oh well.
I think my internal organs have decided to play musical chairs.

So my parents have decided that they want me to go with them to Washington. So that we can be a “whole family”. The moving date is January first.

 

Mom: “So now that we’re moving, you could change your name if you wanted.”

 

Me: “Yeah, I’ll be like, ‘Hi, I’m Jesus Christ’, and they’ll be like ‘wtf that’s not your name’, and I’ll be like that’s what my parents nicknamed me. Because they’d said to me ‘Jesus Christ, get over here!’”

 

Mom: “I think your nickname would be ShitAss, then.”

 

Me: “….What? Did you actually call me that?”

 

Mom: “No.”

 

And that pretty much sums up how I feel about this.

Also, I didn't get to take my Behind the Wheel driving test today.  Cuz I forgot my driver's training completion certificate.  Again.

And my mom's car alarm went off and I din't know how to turn it off.  DX

This day is a shit-ass day.

 

Mom: Vaginas are not secret or dirty; they are BEAUTIFUL and EMPOWERING!!!!

 

I suddenly have this image of a super-hero vagina, with a cape and with lasers shooting out of its pee-hole.

Eugh, first day of school.

You know, for some reason, I thought that since I'm a senior and everything, high school might be a bit better.  Like maybe shinier.  I WAS WRONG.

I don't know.  I'm just tired.

So I may come hang out at rehersal, not tomorrow, but the next rehersal day, whenever that is.

Uhm, that's all I can think of to say..............

 

Buenos noches, mi amigas.  It is I, Reanna, your dear friend whom I am sure you miss desperately.  Well, don’t you worry, because I’m back!

Well, actually, I’ve been back since Thursday, just been to lazy to update.  And also, I left my phone in my cousin’s car.  So if you’ve been trying to call me lately; yeeeah, sorry about that.

 

Anyway, our trip was mostly successful, I guess.  A lot of stuff happened since I last updated, and not all of it is good stuff.  In fact, the very day my last journal was typed (on a hotel computer, yes Jaina), we passed through Arizona and New Mexico, making it all the way to E Paso, Texas, where I vomited twice and went to bed without any dinner (well, if that wasn’t a run-on sentence, I dunno what is).

 

You are devastated for me, I can tell.  So, knowing that family vacations will always be the stressful, hair-pulling experiences that we refuse to give up, we pushed onto Mexico the day after.  I will not recount to you the infuriatingly long drive (FOURDAYS) that took place thence, but I will say that we finally got to Halos, a small town in the state of Jalisco, and that we saw many donkeys and cows running loose of the side of the highway.  Also, Mexico often smells of poo.  And the toilets don’t have seats sometimes and usually no toilet paper in the stalls.  I was horrified, I can tell you.

 

But, then again, Halos was a gorgeous little town.  The streets are very small and made of cobblestone, and sometimes I felt like I had gone back in time.  Except for the cars.  But, yeah, it was pretty backwards.  And it rained there too!  Almost every night there was lightening and rain!  It was so cool.  When it hailed we went to a relative’s house and they have a sort of balcony thing on their second floor, and when we were looking at the rain the boys from across the street were cat-calling me.  They were also whistling at Steven, whose pants had fallen down halfway, but if they were cat-calling me you can bet they had good taste.  So I blew a couple kisses for them, much to Jodie(Mormon cousin)’s horror.  They seemed to like that, so Zachary (9-years-old) decided to give them a little dance.  They didn’t like that so much, though. And my cousin then tried to sell me off as a prostitute ("Dos pesos?!").  And I got mad at Drake so I pantsed him.  Yeah, he still hasn’t forgiven me for that.

 

 

So a few days after that we went to a ranch where my grandpa’s parents had lived when they were first married, and we had to hike up there.  It was so beautiful, though.  And the house was a little half-ruined adobe house.  Very interesting.

 

We then rented a bus and took it down to Mexico City, which is a horrid, horrid place and I never want to go there again.  But we did get to see Beauty and the Beast, the musical, and it was fantastic.  it was by far the best part of the trip.  It was in Spanish, but it was still awesome.

So the day after we left to go back to Halos we went to another ranch where we had “lunch” with some of our “family”.  Half the town was there, really.  And I got lost in a cornfield, and Selah rode a donkey, and there was a little baby calf that licked us and wagged its tail like a dog.  So cute.

 

That very night we went to the town festival, and it was crowded and we shopped and it rained and there were illegal fireworks.  And we took the long drive home and it was awful and Aunt Kim is the Devil.  The End.

 

Some funny things Zachary said:

 

Me:  Zach, you’re a buttocks.

 

Zach: Well, you’re a PENOCKS.

 

Me: ….

 

And on the ride home:

 

Tearsa:  Whoa, those hills we’re driving on tickled my tummy!

 

Me: Yeah, mine too.

 

Zach:  It tickled my privates.

 

Geez, Zach, you’re almost worse than Liam.

 

Well I should be getting to bed now.  Night, night.

Ps:  I was singing to Billy Joel's Piano Man today when I was driving the car, and mom started crying becase she said it was so beautiful.  We had just dropped dad off at the airport to go back to Washinton, so I suspect she was especially emotional then.  That, or I'm a better singer than I had originally thought ;)

So we drove all day yesterday and this morn we are at Holiday Inn in Pheonix, Arizonia and it's HOTHOTHOT.

And yesterday was pretty cool.  I read most of my book and ignored the book I'm sposed to read for english.  Oh well.  And then Stephen and Drake kept poking me and it was annoying.  And then Jodi told me about her boy problems.  She likes seven guys.  And so it's really nice to see my family again and everything but I'm constantly reminded why I like them better from a distance : ).

So we're about to leave and everything.  Onto Mexico, gotta go!

 

So I got new teeth today.  Temporary venires, actually.  But they look really good, and if they work well, I can get permanent ones! 

 

I wish I could show a picture of them at this point, but my memory card is full and I’m too lazy to do anything about that.  So just imagine that I have this fabulous picture of my beautifully straight and not chipped and yellow front teeth!  So better than braces.

 

Also, I’m getting my haircut tomorrow, and I want to color it after Mexico.  I want a sort of auburn color on the underneath part of my hair and bangs, so that it shows through, and I want more blond highlights.  It’s going to be awesome.

 

Other than that, nothing’s going on really.  I leave for Mexico on the 23^rd, and our tentative return date is the 10^th.  Or something.  I dunno.

 

I have no idea what we’re going to do there, except that I know we are seeing where my grandpa’s parents lived.  Mom was just telling us about them.  My grandpa’s mother, Francesca, was apparently a major bitch to my grandpa and kicked him out because he wanted to go to college.  Also, she was into witchcraft, cheated on my great-grandfather several times (and got pregnant several times), and was probably bi-polar.  She was admitted into an insane asylum at one point because of this.  My great-grandfather was a very kind person and still loved his wife after all this.  And I thought my (external) family was dysfunctional.

 

So.  In case I don’t get to talk to any of you before I leave; hasta luego!

 

…Wow, that was cliché. 

I just checked my inbox on yahoo, and I had 43 unread messages, nearly all of them spam.

What do you want from me?!  I will not buy your Viagra pills or your life insurance!  I will never succumb to the temptation of joining an online dating website!  eHarmony.com, I curse you!  ALL OF YOU!!!!!

 

I really need some sleep.

 

My Best Friend

 

She is eternally loyal

Always loving

Will never betray me

My Best Friend

 

She is full of life

Always comforting

Will never hurt me

My Best Friend

 

And though I must bathe her

Always feed her

Will never stop loving her

My Best Friend

Is the sweetest friend I’ll ever know.

 

I just wish she would stop drinking out of the toilet.

 

<3 Bella

 

(Hahaha, you thought I was talking about you, didn’t you?)

 

(…)

 

(Well, if you ask nicely, I might write a poem about you, too.)

 

(In a year or something, maybe…)

 

(It’s 2:30 in the morning, you can’t possibly blame me for this nonsense.)

So I just got back from going to the movies with Manny and Nicole.  We saw The Strangers, which was an incredibly stupid horror film, but it was really funny because both Manny and Nicole screamed like little girls when scary things happened.  I screamed occasionally, but mostly I just laughed at them.  It was funny.

But before that we walked around Davis for a while.  I recognized the bike store where my dad bought his bike, and I remembered that they kept a cat in there.  So we went in and the guy was like “How can I help you?” and I was like “We want to see the kitty, please.”  The expression on the guy’s face was hilarious.  But he found the kitty for us anyway, and the cat had a really weird haircut!  Like, it had a mane and then a little poof of fur on its tail and paws, and it was sooo cute.  In a sort of freaky way.  So we petted the kitty and then we found some statues and climbed on them and I straddled one of them in a very sexual manner.  Yeah.

After that Nicole wanted to drop off this art piece she did at this art place.  They had weird art there, and I couldn’t even tell what was art and what wasn’t.  Crazy.  And then, they had this glass wall and behind it was a bunch of cardboard pieces.  And then, I figured out that it was an art display!  The name was Hell Yes.  We came back after the movie, and I saw that someone put the cardboard pieces together and it made a car!  It was really detailed too.  And there were people standing outside looking at it, and rubbing their chins in contemplation.  So we went out and joined them, and Nicole and I discussed the artsy merits of Hell Yes.  We rubbed our chins in contemplation too.

Then Nicole dropped me off and Bella tried to rape her, and then she got mud on Manny’s shirt.  Also, she tried to hop in Nicole’s car through the open window.  I love Bella.

I must watch The Office now.

 

Dad was trying to tickle me, and so I warned him that I would grab his nipples and twist them.  He didn’t stop though, so Selah and I went for them, and then Mom was all like “Girls, don’t grab nipples.”

 

That was the most interesting thing she’s ever said, EVER.  Except for the things she says when she’s all drugged up ambien (“I’m a storm virgin!”).

 

So today I went driving today, since I have my permit now (!).  Dad and I went grocery shopping, and then we went to Borders and I spent money.  Yes.  It was good.  I went driving for four hours and I wrote it on my whiteboard so I could remember.  Since I have to get 50 hours of practice before I can take the driving test, and Selah just now asked what it was for.  And I accidentally said “The number of hours I was dancing.”  instead of “The number of hours I went driving.”  Hahahaha.  I’m tired.

 

I need a haircut.

Happy Yo Mamma's Day! Oh, and it's Ross's b-day...I told her that she should wear her birthday suit today and she said "No."  And I asked, "Why not?"  And she said, "Because I wanted to wear clothes." Silly Rossalyn and her ridiculous notions.

So Champy got a hair cut.  The Dog Hair Lady literally cut almost ALL his hair off.  Because he had so many foxtails in his hair XD. So he only has a little bit of peach fuzz, and he looks all naked and goofy.  But that's okay, because he's really nice to rub  o_O

I looove me some Champ rubdowns.

So nothing all that new, cept  I just went online, looking for headbands, found none and bought a whole bunch of other crap.  Spent about $170.  Now I have no money, but lots of crap. So that's okay.  I really need a job.

Erlack, three more weeks of school. Sounds really short, and it is, but it seems so looong. I can't wait until school's over, I've been so stressed. Finals, eeeeeew.

Thank goodness prom’s over.  I’m so sick of the girls describing in great detail what their dresses look like, and the guys describing in greater detail what their dates look like.

Why is everyone so vain??? What’s wrong with the world, I ask you??

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must do my face and nails now.

 

I can relate to many different characters in different ways, but I guess right now I can easily relate to Regan from Luna, and Holden from Catcher in the Rye.  Both Regan and Holden are socially awkward, like me, and are different from other people.  Also, Holden's pretty much insane, and I feel a lot like him at the moment.

When I'm old, I'm going to have a million cats.  And I'll go to Bingo games every week.  And I'll chase young men.  Not literally, though.  Well, only if they're on my lawn...

And I'll be rude to everyone I meet, and they can't be rude back to me because I'm an old lady. Muhahaha.

 Well, as all of you know, I finally have my puppy.  A Samoyed, of course.  Her name is Bella, in case anyone forgot.  Champ and the cats are pretty unhappy about her arrival.  Mostly because she chases them both.  She loves Champ and follows him everywhere.  He does not appreciate this.

 

Anyway, Bella’s adorable and friendly and hates to be away from us.  Every time we have to put her in the garage or the bathroom during the night she barks and whines and pretty much just tries to keep us awake.  It’s annoying.  But oh well.  It’s only temporary.  When she’s potty-trained, she can sleep in my room or something.

 

So yeah.  Selah’s rabbit had babies today.  We can’t see them because they’re buried under her fur-nest thing (gross), and we didn’t want to touch them because they’re all newborn and stuff.  Hopefully I’ll be able to see what baby rabbits look like.  They look like rats, I’ve heard.  So that’s cool.

 

I’ve finally finished my online Driver’s Ed class.  Once the certificate is delivered in the mail I guess it’s Driver’s Training time.

 

I want to do something fun this weekend.  I dunno.  I’ve been pretty busy with Bella an homework, but when I take a break I just watch TV.  It sucks.  I want to do something funnish.  I wish I felt like being creative or something.  Mostly I’m just exhausted all the time.

 

Yeah, so I’ve been feeling unusually irritated at everyone lately.  And it’s more severe than PMS, so I dunno.  Maybe people are just stupid and lame.  I don’t know.

 

I’ve been looking for a Samoyed puppy, preferably a girl.  They’re really cute and they look like those Eskimo dogs I liked.  The problem is that they’re bigger and they shed biannually and they are hard to breed.  Mom said I could get one as long as they’re hypoallergenic, and they are.  They just shed a lot twice a year.  I called a couple of breeders around San Francisco, and this one lady I called really pissed me off.  I just told her my name and that I was 16 and looking for a Samoyed.  And without telling her anything else, she tells me she doesn’t think that Samoyeds are the right kind of dog for me.  How the fuck does she know what kind of dog breed is the “right kind” for me?  She doesn’t know anything about me, so why would she just suddenly assume so?  She has no idea how much I’d pay or how willing I would be to take care of it, or anything.  Just that I was 16.  So what?  And then she tells me that they need a lot of space so I say that we live in the country.  And then she says that they shouldn’t live in the country because they get burrs and weeds stuck in their hair.  Well, where are they supposed to live, then?  Space?  The ocean?  What is good enough for you, you stupid whore?

 

Then she tells me they’re aren’t the right kind of dog for me again, so I say thanks, bye and hang up.

 

I’m going to find one anyway.  At least, I’m trying to.  It’s pretty hard to find a breeder for them here.  Maybe I should just give up because I’ll probably be leaving for college in a year or two, and apparently 16-year-olds aren’t qualified to take care of a dog.

 

Whatever.  I’ve just finished four hours of algebra, thanks to McComas, and I need to research my term paper for history.  Thanks a bunch, Shuttleworth.

 

Homework: Done.

 

Dinner: Pending…

 

Studying for Algebra and Chemistry: Pending…

 

Chores: Done.

 

Driver’s Ed: Pending…

 

World Domination: Pending…

 

Well, I’m done with 1/3 of my To-Do List, so that’s good enough for today, I think.

 

Haha, that’s how it goes.  Anyhoo, I haven’t updated LJ in a while.  Nothing really important going on.  Wait, lemme check my calendar...nope.  Nothing at all special; not this week, or this weekend, or this Saturday (December 15, 2007, 7:00 PM [I think]).  Hmm…I feel like I have forgotten something important…

 

Nope.

 

…

 

Aww, I’m just screwing with ya, KT.  I’m excited for your installation.  My dress still needs to be fixed up for it, though.  Besides that, nothing of note happening.  Oh, wait, finals are next week (ewww), but after that; vacation, yay!!!  Oh, and my legs hurt.  But that is all.