12/22 - Blog 6

                     Today. There will be no sad songs listened too, and absolutely no depressing conversations to bore people into a coma. Today, there will be fun. Possibly some reminiscing here and there. Tonight will be girls night. If it werent for this laptop glitches its head off and my need for some beauty sleep, i would be 100%. Well I dont know exactly what is planned for tonight but im sure it will be fun and relaxing. I am going to be with a couple of my best friends and of their's sisters and her friend. Well tonight should be good

Plus* Its Christmas! Yay its the season of giving. The time of year when our television is full Sarah Mclachlan humane society ads that scar us with dead puppies and kittens(: The time when you decorate you Christmas tree for hours on end just to find termites crawling all over it. Oh the joy of redecorating it over and over because you have a frugle decorating mother. No I'm just messing. Christmas is easily my favorite time of year, and yes its because the presents. But theres more! I love the gathering of family, sipping hot cocoa by a fire place, the possibility of snow outside? Well as corny as that sounds, you know it sounds amazingly GAY. Yes I used gay in the context of the defenition it once represented. Damn the future... Well back to presents: I have no idea what I am getting now because all I really wanted was the new and spectacular Zelda: Skyward Sword. But life has its own plan for my presents, because to my dismay, my mom told me she isnt getting me the game anymore. Why, i dont know, but I'll love anything I get. Yes I am not a stubborn and picky little teenager... RARE... Well I have a feeling that I actually am getting the game. Maybe they want me to actually be surprised? Well I will keep thinking that I am getting it until the day of present opening. Well I gotta go and sleep or something, anything not technicle... headache... Happy Holidays((:

- That One Indie Chick

 

 

 

 

 12/15/11 - Blog 5

                      Nothing like straying away from my 4 paragraph essay thats due tomorrow.(: Well my weeks have been way to busy lately. So. Much. Homework. But I'm back now for a little while, and I've decided to take a nice break, letting my Young the Giant Pandora Radio station do its best. I haven't finished my horror novel yet, but theres already been two freaking deaths! A doggie was one too...): But the book is still entertaining. I read a really good book a little bit ago and thought it would be cool to share it. Its called 13 Little Blue Envelopes and it is pretty good. Its like P.S-I love you met some movie where a girl goes to Europe(Only Sister of the traveling pants(:   ). It was definately a great read and I hope people who like romance and travel books(: If anyone reads this, and has any suggestion for a good book like Narnia, or something about someone going to a mystical land meeting mystical creatures, ya know yadayadayada(: Well thats all I have to write for now... Making a collage of my favorite album artwork, cant wait to post a pic when its finished. 

Hope there's a sequel(:

12/8/11 - Blog 4

               
               I know I know, you said a couple days, not a week! But I've had way too many problems and an exceeding amount of homework to even think about writing. Well I have a horrible tooth ache, cramps like hell, back aches, and a whole lot of runny noses. Nothing new I guess.. Except, I've started reading a new novel! YIPPEE  But wait, there's more! This particular book is not just any book, its my first horror novel! And if I do say so myself, I never thought text could scare me, but now I see otherwise. Its called Heart-Shaped Box, and it is about a man who buys a ghost online,(As fake as it sounds, it is explained that the ghost will follow his favorite suit, so basically he bought a suit with a little something extra) knowingly too, and soon enough he realizes that the ghost sold to him was the step-father of the girl he used to date, before he broke her heart and sent her away. She committed suicide back at home and when the step-father died, he wanted his spiritual body to have vengeance. So now he's gotta keep his mind together, and not go crazy and let the ghost get to him and kill him. I'm not very far yet, but its reeled me in and now i have to finish it(: Once I read more I will post more on it, but for now I'm condemned to an hour supply of homework.. yay..
                                                                     - That One Indie Chick

Sooner or later the dead catch up...

12/3/11 - Blog 3

                              Extremely bored- nothing to watch,draw, or write, so I'll just run away to here. Well I found out that when I was 7, I wrote a pretty bombdiggity poem, check it out? I think yes

One Magical Midnight

the sun turned to gold.

An old man grew young,

and a shy boy grew bold.

Some strange things happened

or so I've been told.

                     If you don't believe I wrote that, then thats fine, but I did, and I remember telling my mom, and well she didnt really listen... See we all love our mothers, its instinctual, yet it doesnt mean they're perfect. I am willing to admit that my mother has faults, as will I when my time comes to take on the challenge. For instance, many times when I go into her room to ask her something or tell her something she 1) Sighs, looks at me angrily 2) Harshly pauses her daily fix of Sell This House or True Tv. 3) Looks at me and says, "Can't you see I'm watching Tv?"

         All of those, by the way, are not choices. She does them all (the numbers were to represent how it goes on in chronological order) Most days I put on a bright face and pretend I didnt hear it, but as a hormonal girl, I get those days where I lash at her for neglecting my wanting to talk to her, and run back to my sanctuary. (ROOM) I don't know if its because she doesn't want to hear me blabber on about something that is useless, or because she really does think what I have to say is less important than her show. I do love her more than anything in this world, but I cant help but feel sometimes that she didnt exactly get help on how to raise a child. But then again, who really knows the perfect way to raisea kid? I also think much of the time that I am overacting, because I wasnt necessarily a planned out baby. In fact, my mom wasnt even married, and the fool who contributed blindly, ran away back to Texas- See ya!- But at the end of the day, when I break down my thoughts, my mom is doing fantastic, even though she raised me alone for the first five years of my life. (She got married when I was 6) I guess what I am trying to say, is that you may get your doubts on how your mother thinks of you, but in the end, she used up all of her time just for you. Time spent going to parties, connecting with friends, going to college, getting a great job, and so many other options. So really think about it, get out of your room, or wherever your reading this (If you are.. HA!), and go give your mom, and/or dad a big hug, and tell her how much you love her/him. Because even though we might all want our life to be like a hallmark movie, this is better than nothing(: 

Funny how I got into this subject just from a recollected poem? Life's just funny.

     - That One Indie Chick

Many different songs to choose from.. Everybody does want to be loved

12/3/11 - Blog 2

                                           Lordie, I hate being so stupid and just plain oblivious to others feelings. And today, my friends, this applies to my best friend. I made some rude comment on one of her pictures that angered her, and i was not expecting it(knowing her). I apologized but I still feel like crying. She gives me a pep talk like I am a stupid person who doesn't understand anything. She then tells me that she is not butt hurt, just wants me to know that it was a bitch move, what I did. I just don't know what to do... I feel like nobody really likes me, and I'm very self conscious. All of my friends are very pretty and popular and liked, but I feel like a loser who makes people feel awkward): You know the story of the ugly duckling? Well I feel like I am the ugly duckling, but i still haven't found my way home...
                           - That One Indie Chick

12/2/11 - Blog 1               

                Well, here I am... Spending my available Friday night at home in the messy recesses of my room. I don't exactly have a life story if that's what you want to entertain yourself. I wasn't a crack baby, or abused, or uber smart. I'm just your typical eighth grader. Ya know, the usual- peer pressure(which I do stay cautionary of), struggling with appearance and weight(but not in the way you think), trying to fit in perfectly.. the works- I am normal in many ways, but not. I have many amazing friends, but I still don't feel connected to the world much of the time. Maybe I expect too much, but I look at my best friend and wonder how she gets many people to like her... Maybe its because she has boobs and a butt... which I sadly lack): Moving on.....
                 Like I said, I have a pretty normal life, but I am not exactly normal. I'm the kind of girl who uses the indie font before even looking at others, just because it said indie. I'm the kind of girl who picks a movie to watch, and as it is starting I already forget what I'm watching.(isn't that a sign of a brain tumor?(:_) I'm the kind of girl who will be walking and see a brown rock and when I kick it, I realize that it is definitely not a rock.... I'm the kind of girl who uses way to many ...'s and parentheses, which I seriously need to avoid. I am the kind who listens to music for almost every minute of my life, and when I'm not listening to it, I'm talking to someone about the most peculiar things. I am just one of those very different people, and I hope to keep it that way
               As for looks, well not only is that irrelevant to my blog, but it is no ones business. Besides, If I told you, I would complain about how I am thirteen and only 5', and tatas (ya I am gonna call em' that)  are like the nutritional elements of Twinkies.. MIA! 
               Well that's all I really feel like saying for my "intro," but there will be more... I think? I am very sketchy about routine, and most likely I will have to really desire to do this again. We will see.. 

                                                                                -That One Indie Chick

P.s. - I will always post a song of my choice whenever I post a quote, they may not have any connection to the blog, but I love them and want to make them just a tinge bit more public

This song is the bombdiggity!