After reading a bit of Breaking Dawn, I realize that all of Jacob's chapters seem to have the same titles as one would name their blog entries. Although if you think about it, a blog entry is simply a chapter in one's life. So it makes sense. In a weird way.

So anyway. If you may have noticed. I got Breaking Dawn. I got it by actually going to Borders and waiting till midnight for it. It was kind of fun but still weird at the same time. My friends found me at about 9:30, because I was depressed of the fangirls. But hanging with them was ridiuculous too. We went to one of the trees in the commons and scared people. Because you couldn't see us up in the tree.

Seriously. The more I work at the cartoon camp, the more of a kid I become.

I've stopped saying things suck because it's a "bad word" D: although I enjoy calling people "Fat Head" and "Stupid Face" it has a little more class than saying "Bastard." Although it's not as badass. But honestly, when you're with kids, who cares?

Speaking of the kids, there are a ton of weird ones. We get: Retards, Aliens, Twins, Terrorist-Rednecks, Spoiled Brats, Angles, and some of the older girls are RIDICULOUS perverted. It'll be a good and bad thing once this whole camp ordeal is over and done with.

Oh. We've also had a Gay kid. Or at least we think he was gay. There were enough innuendos to drown in. At one point we managed to choke out "Shutup" between fits of laughter. Because when a little fat kid bends over and lifts his shirt up and says "Hit me with your best shot." you know something's up. Especially when the shot I was to be taking was throwing a STICK at him.

Now Rich is always making fun jokes.

Anyway. I'm digressing. One thing that I have noticed is that when things are going pretty good, I tend not to write a blog. But when things are shitty, I turn to typing. I'm like an emo and my razor is text. Take that simile and smoke it!

I've talked to Rhys a decent amount over the past few days. We hung out and I finally got some of the music that I wanted from him, although I still need some. I need to get all of this before he goes back to China. Because then it would require me to go onto Limewire and then do whole mule thing with my PSP and that's a pain in the ass.

Uhm. Today was an interesting day. So I shall now right things and start on that.

I woke up like a normal day in the life of me. But I found that Amber's phone was shut off. So this equals next to no talking to her until Friday. At least. I'm afraid. On top of that I want to keep tabs on her because of her health. Maybe I blow things out of proportion, but I'm constantly afraid that I'll call one day and her Dad will answer and be like "Oh yeah, she's dead." or "Oh yeah, she's in the ER." Basically a Bella attitude. And I'm one of her loves. Just without some crazy awesome abilities.

On top of this, which has got me worried, I overheard my parents talking about my Car Insurance this morning. And because my grades weren't perfect, they want me to pay for a chunk of it. AWESOME. Couple that with the fact that my Dad doesn't want to sell me his car for less than what he'd get from someone else. So the way it looks, I'll be paying for insurance without a car, or I'll no money, and my christmas/birthday/tax-return money will all go to insurance. Making me broke for a VERY long time.

I'm so tired of school talk it kills me. Yeah! I'm not taking any AP classes! Yeah! My grades weren't as amazing straight fucking A's as they were in middle school! I've gotten lecture after Fucking lecture and I'm tired of it. I feel like I'm no longer a child, but something to be worn and flaunted.

Oh it doesn't matter that I hate drugs and everything they do. It doesn't matter that the idea of getting drunk revolts me. It doesn't matter that I come back home when I'm asked, and call, and I'm a good person. It doesn't matter that my hobbies are ones rooted in the realm of the intellectual. No! Numbers are Waaaay more important.

So with these poisonous thoughts. I go to work :] and unleash hell upon the children.

I was so mad at all of them. And I also got a little squirt gun in which to take out my anger against them. When they didn't do what they were told, I sprayed them in the face. Though I wanted to punch Alberto in the Face :] Wilberto was good today. Al was just being a douchebag. Even Danielle was tired of him.

I was listening to music all day to keep my anger in check. I love my long hair. It saves me.

Though after the park and lunch was served, I got sooo much better. Though I wasn't really hungry, food helped. It was funny that they were all surprised at how much I changed over like an hour period. I went back to my teasing old self, and the angsty emo charlie was locked away in the black place and walked away from.

Also. There's this kid named Robert, who is just totally spacey. But today, when we were making place mats, he put like 20-30 numbers on his. Mary and Dani thought they were random numbers. But then they found out it started off with 3.14. So they checked it. He had written Pi on his mat. Perfectly for 20-30 places. We were shocked. He had no calculator. I watched him paint it. He just did it without any help.

During that time, I also found a blank Mudpie Dollar. It's the second one I've found. The last one I gave to Jewel and told her to draw her own dollar. So this time, instead of giving it to a kid that wouldn't do it, because they have next to no creativity. I made my own Mudpie Money. Called Charles Cash. It'll be the currency of the world when I take it over. :] Rich said he'd help me out and print out some of it. I want to take a picture of it, because I like the little cartoon that I drew of myself with an evil look and a crown. It was chibi kawaii, and funny.

I also had an epic water gun fight with Brian at the end of the day. Though I got him more wet with my puny little gun than he got me wet with his bigger pistol. I'm just quick, nimble and accurate, while he was lumbering and firing everywhere.

A few hours later, in life drawing class. We played twister. And I would've won too DD: but Sam fell and knocked me over, Domino style. On top of which, she was disgusting. I could smell a hint of smoke on her. It still to this day frustrates me.

I think this entry was semi-retarded. I wrote it poorly but still. I'm kinda tired. I waited a little longer than I usually would've.

Anyway. Tomorrow let's see if I can get another one of these in. I WANT to start getting faithful to this damn thing.

But of course. I say that before I don't write in it for like a month.

oh some quick things that I don't want to elaborate on yet.

1)I may be going to Hawaii next year
2)Mike came back, but he's still super sick
3)Rock band Rocks.

out~