The Truth Is Often Stranger Than Fiction

So I finished Twilight. What can I say, it's so bad it's good. Stephenie Meyers can't write for shit yet she can make you fall in love with a character, now that's talent. Edward Cullen. So charming, so intriguing.

I won't lie. When I was about 5 pages from being done I jumped on facebook so that I could ask Christina for the second book in the series.

But Meyers truly angers me. She is definitely no J.K. Rowling, yet her books have the same popularity but only amongst girls. What teenage boys want to read about a mortal 17 yr old falling in love with a hot vampire? Rowling can at least write dialog and not rush events. If Rowling wrote like Meyers HP books would have been over 1000 pages, 900 of them being non-sense. Her writing also makes me scared for the movie, because I can tell you right now. Just by watching the trailer I can tell that the characters are being portrayed totally different from how I saw them. And that can be solely due to the way that Meyers writes. She could have wanted me to see the characters as they are in the movie but was unable to actually write that way. And if any one ever describes something as cold and icy to me I might cry. Even if they are talking about ice.

Oh boo!!! I just read some stuff on wikipedia about Edward, that was dumb.

So if you ever have the desire to start reading a Stephenie Meyers book (she just put out an adult fiction novel) or series...don't! Put the book down, step back, and smack yourself. I have Kenny's sister to thank for this torture. This torture that is so wrong but it feels so good. Kinda like how Edward CONSTANTLY tells Bella he's dangerous but she sticks with him.

Just a little Edward Cullen for you!

Monday- I think was decent
Tuesday- A horrible day at work
Wednesday- The worst day of the week. Was worried about my honey and fell down the stairs.
Thursday- Was in ridiculous but manageable pain
Friday- Another horrible day at work. The student refused to do her work and wouldn't speak to me. And I still hurt.
Saturday- Mikey tells me he's not coming to Salem. And I'm still in pain.

I'm falling into a sulking mess. The past few months are catching up and this past week isn't helping. You could call me emo right now and I wouldn't care. But at least I have to house to my self for a few hours while my parents are at the casino. Hopefully I'll find some fun Halloween activity for tonight. Maybe some pumpkin carving.

So a month or so ago my mother told me to start saving my money because I would have to start paying my own car insurance soon, especially since Tom will be getting it as well. Fine whatever, makes sense. Well what she neglected to mention was that soon meant my renewal in November. Now I have only been working for two months. Therefore when I pay my insurance I will pretty much be broke. And apparently it is best to pay in full but I don't know if that will fly with my bank account. Because alas, I have been paying for gas and things for school. Luckily gas is going down but oy, it was just really a hit to the face this afternoon

And of course mom just found out that guy went and paid some of the house bills. So she is highly offended and mad. Oh well she needs to just realize she can't save the world and that he only did it because he wants to feel past of the household as well since he's only lived here ohhh 8 or so years.

Oh the complications of having a "modern" family and growing up.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! Where do I start? Tonight has been VERY interesting and even educational.

I learned tonight that I love Kenny more than I thought I did, not to say that I didn't love him immensely before. His parents called me looking for him because it was past his normal arrival back home and his cell was off, so they assumed he was here. He wasn't. They were worried which got my worried. I was talking to Courtney and she decided that we should take a ride over to CCSU. I won't lie, I was shaking a bit and I was nervous. Well I went upstairs to change out of my pjs and back into jeans and put my socks back on. Well on my way back down the stairs I didn't put the light on like I usually do and i slid right down them. The very top to the very bottom. We think I may have strained or fractured my foot, maybe both, who knows. My back and tail bone hurt. My hand hurts and my elbow hurts. I am basically a wreck. But I didn't let that stop me, even though my parents were freaking out. I limped my wait to the back door to get my shoes and hoodie. And I hobbled down the front steps to Courtney's car.

We were half way to CCSU when Kenny called. I was so happy to hear from him and yet frustrated because I was in pain and I was worried. And he was rightfully frustrated because of school stuff. Wel he frustrated tone cut right through me and I had to get off the phone. But after all of that, it made me realize how much I love him. Because let's face it, if I didn't I wouldn't have acted such a way and would have been like fuck it, after I fell down the stairs. It's strange how certain situations can open your eyes to things you thought you already knew.

But I'm hurting and I'm tired so don't mind me while I go to bed mid-way through my blog. I just needed to write before I went to bed. It's rushed and I don't mind. But I did talk to Kenny for about an hour which calmed me down and made me feel better.

I love you baby!

Things I should be doing:
-I should be working on my Soc take-home mid-term

-I should be dropping Special Olympics stuff off at the office

-I should be working on my concept map project (but it's almost done and is lovely. I did it on forms of writing)

-I should be accepting of some situation, but I am not and probably never will

-I wish I were reading my new obsession Twilight, and I only call it my obsession because it is pretty difficult to put down. I read another 2 chapters today during my break at work.

-I shouldn't be blogging but it is one of my new hobbies. Which will probably only last a couple weeks until I get bored of writing.

-I could be working on my pretty scarf or starting Alexandria's

Oh well.

Things seem strange in my house lately. But it isn't the actions of the people, it's the actions of the house. I have been hearing odd noises every now and again. In fact, I heard one a little while ago in the Princess Room. And no the house is not settling, I hate that excuse for odd noises. And last week my bedroom door slammed for no real reason by itself. Yes my window was open, but only a crack and my door was fully open so there was no way a breeze could get behind it and close it. And I should mention that the odd noises aren't anything new, they just seem more frequent and louder in some parts of the house. But who knows, it could just be my over-active imagination playing tricks on me. It's done it many times before. But there again there was that time about 10 years ago when my mirror mysteriously feel off my wall. And I say mysteriously because the nail that it was on was still perfectly in the wall and the hook on the back of the mirror was perfect. And let me just say I creep myself out every time I look into the garage window. It's just one of those windows that in movies you are likely to see a figure os some one who shouldn't be there.

Ok so for some reason this blog's dictionary doesn't have conjunctions in it so it tells me my isn'ts and don'ts are miss spelled. How strange and annoying. But I'm signing out, considering this is one of those things I shouldn't be doing.

First there was Harry Potter and now there is Edward Cullen.

So I have succumb to the fad of reading Twilight, you know the young adult book that is based on a mortal moving to a little town and then making nice with vampires . Although my main reasoning is that all the girls are reading it in 8th grade and I'm curious as to what my girls are reading. I am also intrigued by the idea that it is about vampires, and who doesn't love Robert Pattinson. He's reason enough to see the movie. But in all reality vampires do have a certain romance and sensuality about them. The only time I have EVER found Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt attractive was in Interview With a Vampire. And we all know I have an odd thing for the abnormal and supernatural. I do love my ghosts!

But anywhoo. The book so far isn't too bad. I've read through 5 chapters in no time. It's a great visualization book for the age group it is meant for. I know that I can see the scenes in vivid detail. But then again I have an enormous imagination and have always been able to visualize with full detail. And let me tell you, Edward Cullen is SO charming! I think I'm even falling for him.

Speaking of vampires, isn't it funny how I'm going to be one for Halloween. What a concidence. Athena was a very tempting costume but I like the darker side of Halloween. The goblins and ghouls. The witches and warlocks. The werewolfs and vampires. And I absolutely can't wait for Salem on Sunday! It is going to be soooo much fun! And I get to share it with my two loves. I wish the Halloween celebration was longer. Can it be two months instead?

Speaking of which, we are talking about the Salem witch trials in Social Studies.The kids are too funny Ouji boards came up today and Rachel almost condemned me to Hell because I had used one before. Her CCD teacher told her so and bad things were now going to happen to me. Too bad the last time I touched one was probably 10 years ago, and nothing happened. And I am a Ouiji skeptic so it might actually be fun to take one out again. But I probably never will. And really, is a game board that Hasbro makes really going to bring in the devil? It's like saying that the Magic 8 Ball really answers questions.

Ok I should stop rambling now. This blog thing may become dangerous.

I have two loves.

My first love is a love like no other. A love that can not be altered. An everlasting love. A pure, nonsexual love. This love is named Mikey. We defy gravity together on a daily basis. We sit with our psl's and giggle till we can't giggle any more. If only all loves can be like this. So magical, yet so wicked. I wish everyone could have a love such as this. It's so special and one of a kind.

My other love is a love of pestering and unintended spousal abuse (an accidental elbow here or there). A love that has no common music likes and very few common movie likes. A love that can only grow with age like a fine wine. This love of mine is named Kenny. My loving and devoted boyfriend. The one I share my inner most thoughts and feelings with, no matter how strange they are. He is the one who for some ungodly reason loves every part of me, even the parts I don't love. And for that, I love him dearly and unconditionally.

So that I don't hold true to this postings title, I shall give you the meaning of the blog title and my signature. I think it's a good way to start...don't you?

The truth is often stranger than fiction....and let me tell you how true that has been lately. When I think back a year or even 5 ago I would never imagine things to be the way they are today. Whether it is the fact that I met my wonderful boyfriend through my dead beat friend or that I am still be making my way through school. And even recent things have seemed to be way to odd to be real. I recently said that I felt like I was in the twilight zone and I still do.

"I'm not sure I'm an adult yet"... a very insightful quote form Johnny Depp. Mr.Depp is in his 40s and feels this way, so imagine only being 23. I feel that way to the fullest. I am at a stage where I am supposed to be the adult figure, the model for children when deep inside I'm still just a kid who wants to have fun. And I've realized that college, although is a place for us to grow it is also a place that hinders us a bit. It doesn't allow us to have more contact with the outside world, with those who are already adults. With limited exposure to the "real adult world", being thrown out into it out of no where is scary. I work with teachers who are only a year or two older than me and yet I feel inferior. Which is why I think my recent decision to distance my self from things like the lounge (a place for commuters to hang out at school) is the best thing I could ever do for myself. It relieves me of drama and stupidity. I stay in contact with those that I want to, which I think is working out pretty good. It's my time to have a little growth spurt.

Ok so that's my first official blog. Gasp! Never did I think I would have one of these. But hey, it was spur of the moment kind of thing. And why not? Let cyber space judge me, I could care less.