Leaving July 2, 2008

Well, I just finished packing and my mom is currently loading the car. I’m not sure if I should be on right now…oh well. I figured I didn’t have much more to do considering my stuff is already put away. I’m so happy!! Two reasons: 1) I FOUND MY IPOD!!!! 2) ART CAMP!!! =D Yesssss…!

I’m also happy ’cause I came up with two new book titles and ideas (I usually come up with a title and then the idea and everything else blooms from there)! One will be about divorce, written by myself and all of my siblings, called If Three’s a Crowd Then Seven’s a Mob because I had 4 siblings and now I have six thanks to my dad’s remarriage. I figured the title was clever enough for now. The other one is going to be called You’re My Daughter, Sweety, Not My Friend - The Secret Lives of Our Parents and this one will be about just that – the secret lives of all of our parents. It will go through a list of jobs and then tell what they really mean. For example, if your father claims he’s a corporate manager he’s really a male model. Or something. I don’t have the full idea together yet, but it will be brilliant when finished!

My other series is going to be a trilogy about a serial killer who goes after three girls – one per book. The books will be called Killing Kendra, this will be written in the form of Kendra’s blog; Murdering Maria, this will be done as if you were reading Maria’s diary; and Eliminating Emily, which will be from the killer’s point of view. Again, it all started with the titles, and the ideas aren’t nearly fully developed, but it will work…eventually!

Now I must stop sharing my wonderful-ness with you all and leave for my father’s. Wish me luck during the annoyingly long car ride!!

~Airolyn

P.S. My mom’s over-talkative and “look at me!!” boyfriend is coming on the ride, too. I am glad I found my iPod because getting my mother’s attention will be impossible. He brought a cucumber for no apparent reason, and very randomly. Oh dear.

P.P.S. I will probably be posting more often from my dad’s due to the exceedingly large amount of bored-osity that I will be encountering there. Help!!!

P.P.P.S. For those of you who really know me and have my cell number and are not just random people who are reading my awesome blog (don’t be discouraged by that comment because that was not meant to be rude or make it seem like you all are unimportant. You readers are sooo important!! Keep reading!) please feel free to call me!!! I’ll be alive (ish) and bored!

P.P.P.P.S. Mom’s boyfriend said that my mom needs a switch to turn off the computer to make me get off because apparently I was already supposed to be off. Oh dear.

P.P.P.P.P.S. Dave (the bf) just said he doesn’t wear speedo which probably came about because they are talking about swimwear and he is trying on the suit my mother bought him. I should hope he does not wear speedo…(not to be super rude). And my mom just told him to stop shaking his butt, which in turn made him shake more, and then she said, “stop it! Just kidding!” and they both laughed away. (I apologize for only pointing out the negative about Dave – he can actually be pretty cool, in a dorky, super-ADD-nerdy way!)

HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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UPDATE: (7 hours later)

I’m now at my dad’s and I just wanted to add that I take back anything nice I said about Dave. He is not a nice ADD dork, he is a complete ADD nerd dork in a bad way. He is the dumbest smart person I have ever met. Book smarts can only count for so much, ’cause when you are as bad at reading people as he is then there is somethine WRONG. He can’t even ever tell when my mom is angry or how angry she is. He also can’t tell when to keep is mouth shut and his oppinions out of where they don’t belong. He said I was having a bad attitude about not getting off the computer and that he felt sorry for my mom. Well, you know what, David?! I don’t give a SHIT about what you say. You mean nothing to me. Your oppinion doesn’t matter to me. Also, you’re perfect for my mother – you are both completely assinine. God, I can’t wait till I can move to Alaska or something…  -.-” <–(frowny/angry face.)

Also, he said he reads my blog so while I feel maybe 1% bad about typing all that I certainly don’t regret it. That’s how I truly feel. I hope it hurts.

 

P.S. To all of my readers (both new and old alike) I hope that didn’t make me sound like a total b***h, because I’m only ever that when it comes to vegetarianism (which is evident by my blog title!). I aplogize for my previous language in this note and in this post, and I hope I haven’t scared you away – I simply needed my opinion heard. Thank you.