Schools finally over, for the year

so the last few days of school were spent with wasting time with nothing, test, caroling, and wild bus conversations

 

 

it was fun for the general part. i got alot of hugs today, and big happy holiday wishes. we basically gave celebrity treatment to people has they got off the bus

 

we caroled in spanish and went to a few classrooms, but it was fun cause i love to sing in a group, but it got to the point where i was laughing so hard i could barely sing

 

 

i babysat my old teachers kid and got 15 bucks for about 2 and 1/2 hours, which is cool cause i have no clue what the going rate is and im excited enough just getting paid

 

i finally saw 2012 and it was awesome and there was a cute russian guy with an awesome accent who is actually married and theres all the blow up effects, and its epic till the end… its just the very end thats stupid, but i’m gonna move to the cape of good hope

 

 

and now my baby sis is throwing a fit and i have to watch her cause i’m the only mature adult in the house since my mom left to get dinner

waiting for my mom to pick me up

so i counted change for about an hour and i’ve got about an hour left to wait for my mom.

 

things i need to do:

count up my community service

meet carly again before i babysit

genially worry about my spanish grade

learn the names of people i only know by face

get used to the cold

see what my schools laptop policy is

get a job

 

 

ugh too long of a list. but i am sorta working on the get a job thing. i’ve got my chick-fil-a application mostly filled out, i’ve just got to get references ok-ed.

 

oh, i got a face book last night. but my moms got full watch over it. but i only got it really to keep up with rebecc cause she practically never posts.

 

 

oh a pizza hut guy just came to the school and i’m extremely tempted to take the car and go home, i’ve got my liscnece so the only thing wrong with that is the whole stealing thing, that and he just left

 

Bye Bye pizza man

couldn’t you have taken me to some far off land

where there’s warmth and shelter from the wind

where all the pizzas served at my whim

 

oh and the last blurp of my story was basically what i’m going to write and get into a movie to meet taylor lautner, cause i’m sorta unfairly basing nate off of him.

 

i had italian club yesterday and we ate and listen to christmas music while we made christmas cards, it was fun

 

 

ugh, i feel so busy but when i want to write about what i’ve been doing i come up with nothing, which isnt fair cause i feel super busy, but luckily i’ve only got two more days of school and we’re not counting money, so school should be pretty easy next week, and then its christmas

 

 

i hate the cold, and i wanna live in nyc, but i wouldn’t survive the cold, i’d freeze to death, or never leave the house/apartment building i’d live in

 

 

and now i am the only one waiting outside, cause despite the cold i’d rather sit outside than inside where all the teachers and security people ask if i have a ride and feel bad for me, which in turn makes me feel bad

 

I got about half an hour left to wait

 

 

awwww a little kid just past by and was rambling on about how cold it is, but in reality we all know that it can get much, much colder than it is here. we only have a chance of snow tomorrow

 

 

maybe i’ll move down south where i wont freeze, but the problem with that is all my friends prefer the cold, plus i wanna live in new york soooooooooo bad

 

 

i love this windows writer thing, it encourages me to post, which i think is a good thing, you should write something non-school related once a day.

 

people are failing on skateboards!!!!!!

 

 

its so quiet here, the only sound is the skateboarders and my music that only i can here.

 

i’m using the bottom of my laptop as a heater for my fingers and thinking i should tough it up, cause i have it a whole lot better than some people

 

 

i wanna say something deep and profound, but can’t cause, well i just cant think of anything. 20-ish more minutes to go!!!!!!!

 

people i know, but don’t actually know, just passed by and they have a car!!!!! i’m so jealous!!

 

my mom just said she was about to come pick me up, so 15-ish more minutes

 

 

lets see this weekend i’m cooking for the homeless children and making candy for my teachers, and the friends i know will try to steal the candy from me.

 

awww, i saw a car that sorta looked like my moms, it made me all hopeful and happy, but that happiness is gone. 3.40, so my mom should be on her way and it takes about ten minutes to get from her school to mine.

 

 

hmmmmm………… i think i’m getting used to the cold, just a bit, well smaller than a bit but its an improvement!!!!!!

 

 

 

If it’s a circle of life how come there’s an end?

 

Why are people forgotten as soon as they mess up after glory, but the people who only screw up first are remembered?

 

Why can’t we all just get along?

 

Why do people think Dr. Seuss is childish?

 

Why isn’t my mom here yet?

 

 

 

hajimemashite! watashiwa kristin desu. dozo yoroshiku!

 

 

yo quiero un tortuga para navidad!!!!!!!

 

 

yeah i’m multilingual!!!!!!

 

ugh, i hate the cold, i hate waiting when i have nothing to do, though i should be reading the great gatsby, but it doesnt really hold my attention for long, though i can always read it in latin

 

 

 

comments? questions? concerns?

 

 

i got my h1n1 shot yesterday and it still hurt. my knee hurts too from where i banged it on my desk, again.

 

its funny though i always seem to injure the same knee

 

the skaters left T.T

 

no wait, they’re back

 

i’ll probably publish this when i get home, but i dont wanna wait, just in case i forget…

 

ugh… my mommy should be here, my fingers are practically frozen and i’m lonely!!!

 

i should have worn a thicker coat

 

yeah me mommy hear to pick me up!!!   XP

Vampires = Death (told you i didn't have word)

My life was a grotesque version ‘Dirty Jobs’. But I highly doubted the Mike Rowe(?) could handle what I did. Sure my job was more or less likely the most ‘dirty’ job you could find, but it has its purpose. Yet it wasn’t gross in a way that made you barf like those filthy warehouse on the show, it was grotesque in a way that could explode your mind and tear apart your soul.

I found myself anxious for the kill, but I’d still cringe at the time of the actual killing. The Boss said that that was what made me perfect for the job. I had never lost my self in the primitive feeling of the hunt, but I never killed myself with my own guilt. My soul had gotten used to my continuous contradictions, tearing itself up inside so much that there was only one thing that ever kept me together.

Besides that one thing I had nothing, knew nothing. The only hope I had was what the Boss deigned to give me. He would give me tidbits of vague information that slowly lead me to my ultimate mission. I was completely aware that the Boss was using me for his own mission, but he had given me the only job that could help regain my sanity and I was grateful for it.

I had lost everything, but then the Boss gave me a small shimmer of hope called ‘revenge’.

***

The picture I carried in my hand was  more like a wanted poster. The picture was dated in the Renaissance, and was drawn in a sketch like manner that made the woman drawn look even more elegant than she could have possibly been. The girls hair fell in long curls past her shoulders that looked like a veil and was shaded in, suggesting that it was dark compared to her skin. She looked like a young woman entering adult-hood, yet she gave off an aura of maturity. Underneath the drawing, in elegant script, was the name ‘Charlotte’.

The name seemed to fit her time frame and her picture was as elegant as a princess from that time. Yet my experience with vampires had taught me not to count on the pictures the Boss gave me. Vamps often changed their appearance over time, changing to fit new trends, tanning so that they can go unnoticed. The picture was probably only half correct, at most. But unfortunately that was only my guess, I could be completely wrong.`

I had been given this vamp to ‘assassin’ by the Boss a few weeks ago and had been tracking her from random blurbs of information on the net. All my sources led me to a small pub called ‘Werewolf Pub’. The name struck  me as slightly ironic, but as far as I was concerned werewolves didn’t exist.

The pub was barely lit and gave off a feeling of anxiety and tension. The club’s name was painted above the door with the same elegant script as that was on the poster. The windows were completely covered in dust and the lit ‘open’ sign could barely be seen through the window.

After a few deep breaths, I opened the door and stepped in, a small bell going off over my head signaling my presence. The bartender looked up at me curiously, as if not used to customers. The rest of the pub was dark and dusty, light music playing softly in the background. Two people were playing pool in the corner, not bothering to look up and notice me. One was sitting down holding their stick and watching the other make their move. The two players seemed to be in their late twenties, one boy, one girl. Once the girl had made her shot, so perfectly played that I was more impressed than I had thought, the guy got up roughly saying something about a bad bet under his breath.

I turned my attention back to the bartender, who had busied herself with wiping the layers of dust off the counter. The bartender was a slender young women who looked to still be in college, was very attractive in a prospective manner, but I couldn’t settle my eyes on her for no woman ever really caught my attention anymore.

“Excuse me,” I said, causing everyone in the small bar to look up. The bartender looked up at me with a raised eye-brow.

“How may I help ya?” the bartender asked in a pure southern accent. The girls hair dropped  to her ears in small red waves, accentuating her forest green eyes.

“Well, I’m looking for Charlotte. I got wind that I might find her here,” I said, rushing over the vamps name. Names added character, and that only made it harder to kill.

“Char’s like the wind, she comes and goes whenever she pleases. We’re never sure when she’ll show up,” the guy at the pool table said from behind me. I turned towards his Jersey accent with interest. I had hoped that finding her would have been easy, but that hope fell with the people standing around me.

“Chad’s right. We work for her and barely ever see her. But what’s it to you?” the girl who had been playing pool said, coming over to sit down at the bar, her pool stick held lightly in her hand.

“I knew her once upon a time, I was just looking up an old friend,” I said, trying to be as vague as possible without raising suspicions.

“Well she’s not the kind of person to stay in one place for long. Her family’s owned this place forever, they got enough money to keep it going for a hundred more years. Her family’s rich as hell, even if no one stops by anymore,” Chad said, making his shoot, the balls clicking against each other as they moved around unsuccessfully.

“Well thanks for the help. I’d buy a drink, but I gotta go check-in to my hotel,” I said slowly backing out of the pub. The others didn’t bother to say anything else and continued on with what I assumed was their normal day.

As I left the shop I was filled with a sense of doubled irony. As far as I knew vampires liked cliché book plots and followed them in an almost religious like manner. So considering all of this, I knew I’d meet my vamp soon. As I turned down the dark alley that lead to my hotel, or even in my hotel room. It would all be planned out and we’d exchange petty words then fight. It was almost a tradition, something that all vamps and vampire hunters understood and followed.

So I turned the corner totally suspecting to see a girl similar-ish to the picture to appear from the darkness. But that was only half the case. The girl who I saw was only similar to my vamp in shape of face. The girl had straight light brown hair that layered over her shoulders in a fashionable trend. Her skin was pale to a point, but it was obviously tanned by some product or fake sun. A stripe of light blue lined the right side of her face and her eyes shined amber with the help of contacts. The girl was leaning against the stoned wall as if she had been waiting for me to turn the corner. She wore torn blue jeans and a worn shirt that stated some band name that had been worn away from continuous washing.

The sky was darkening and the moon rising, shadows cast all around us. It was perfect weather for vampires to walk around, not to dark to be odd, but not bright enough to burn skin. The tall walls added an odd peace and abandon-ness, that gave us some sort of privacy. It was the perfect environment for a vampire death, and I was prepared for it.

“So your Nathaniel, huh?” the girl said, looking up to me in a complex way. She seemed to have that look that knew everything about you in one glance. Those all knowing people who were too smart for their own good and suffered their whole life for it. Then knowledge of my name barely shocked me, I had my sources and the vamp did too.

“I’d prefer to be called Nate. I assume your Charlotte,” I said, even though I didn’t want to drag along any type of conversation. I wanted to finish this.

“That’s true. But I guess we really don’t need to go through all the formalities. But I think you might want to think about me for a second before you try to fight,” she said, her voice distinctly touched by almost every accent I could think of. It all seemed familiar, and though it wasn’t like me to take advice from vampires, I stopped and thought about what she said. The more I thought of her, the more I felt the vague familiarity of her presence.

in meeting

so we’ve got a fundraiser going and i’m staying after to help.

 

it seems like i’m always collecting coins…

 

i’m kinda sad cause i cant get word on my laptop, the system is 100 something and to get an external cd/dvd thing is another 100.

i thought that windows 7 would have word, but apparently i’m wrong

 

i think im gonna just write my stories here and then post them.

 

 

now in the meeting we were talking about throw up ………

 

i got my club shirt!!!! and i was the first one to wear it!!!!

 

 

its about time to leave but my ride wont come till 4 and its 3.19

 

i had a free trial of virtual villagers and named the ppl after ppl in my bus and now im getting guilt cause the trial expose and everyone died

 

 

now i’m talking about my wolf tags (dog tags with jacob)

 

 

i think now that i’ve got some time, i might as well post the stuff i had listed…

 

 

andrew jackson (the first thing i remember on the list)

kay so i call my step-dad, andrew jackson ‘cause jackson is father of the democrats, aka the democrats, aka the donkeys. so he is, and i’m not exaggerating at all, he is an absolute alcoholic.

and whenever he gets drunk he screams and punches the walls and stuff. he is a perfect example of a word abbuser. he even threatened to burn the house down and everything. so everytime he does that my mom forces us out the house and we drive around till hes calmed down.

unfortunately, me not technically being part of this family, or any really, he keeps threatening to kick me out, tells me to go live with my dad, and tells me i’m useless and my dad doesnt love me cause hes already abandonded me and a whole bunch of stuff like it. plus, when i’m in bed i’ll awake to his screams of stupidity.

i’m tiered of him, but i really  have no say in the matter.

plus its not like i could live with my dad, i’m the other child their too, so it wouldnt make a diffrence, though my step mom would be alot more civilized about it, though she isnt what anyone would call nice.

 

well, i cant think of what else was on the list…

 

oh, new moon!!!! XP

i love taylor lautner, of course, its inevitable. his b-days my half b-day exactly

the movie was good compared to twilight, but i’m still sticking with the series just to make fun of all the propaganda

 

my mori

so my sophmore from chemistry got iss for three days cause she didnt give her cell phone over at the very end of the day, like only a few minutes before the bell, which is totally bogas

 

 

 

unicef only got 160 something, which is kinda sad cause our goal was 250

the project we r working on now has about 200 already after three days….

 

well maybe that means im getting better at collecting money

 

 

this is my current background

 

 

 

i’ve been arguing in history that the civil war wasnt a civil war cause the confederate states were their own country, even if it wasnt recognized

 

so i ordered my class ring a while ago, its got the mascot and school education symbol and pediot, my birth stone. its really cool looking and i cant wait to get it

 

 

 

ummmm….

we scheduald classes. i m gonna take:

ap english

ap gov

ap phsycology

math analysis

latin 2

seminar class for the academy

journalism

astronomy

 

and ive got nothing else to type, plus i’ve got some projects to work on and i wanna google how to copy a file onto my flash drive so i can put it on sara(my laptop)

windows live writer

so i’m typing this up on windows live writer on my new notebook/laptop on the bus. trying to find out the diff between notebook and laptop. don’t have any service now cause i cant connect to one wifi thing, plus most of the signals im getting are probably fromn other houses.

 

my new screen saver clashes with the rest of my computer, which i shall post pics of, eventually.

 

im gonna try to see 2012 this weekend, didnt get to see it the week before last cause of rebecc. and this time i’m not gonna break/shut down an escalator.

 

 

pause to get off the bus, go home to internet and eat

 

 

ugh, i dont feel like writing about the stuff i said i was going to write about…