End Already!

Still raining. On and off.
I saw a rainbow though. I started crying, it wasn't a sad kind, it was just... An empty, meaningless cry. That rainbow touched me in a way though, as if it was to say "Things will get better."
I need a new phone. Shouldn't have flushed mine during a fit.


Alex's birthday is in two days, so I'm trying to pull myself together for her and make her happy that day. I hope. *Sighs*
-Chelle

O rubk eua, Grkd

Birthday

So, today I turned 18. I'm legal.


School was alright. Yesterday everyone was reluctant to go, but today it was normal as could be. Had English, found out the Canterbury Tales is just as racy as Shakespear's work, lmao.


I drew some fucked up abomination of a drawing. Yay. Maybe I'll post it later. Maybe.


 Alex got me a goldfish. She says I'm lucky she didn't let them starve like last time. I named him Gilbert after the goldfish cracker, and Gilbert from Pandora Hearts. He's got black markings along his tail, I think he's gorgeous.


After school, we went straight to the mall to D and B. First we got ice cream, then we got our points to play to our hearts content. I had a conniption when Alex took a fucking picture of me with her camera while I was eating; She KNOWS how much I hate cameras! We played games, got me a large plush of a candy from that giant ass claw machine, the works.


My ears started buzzing at one point (You've felt that before, right? Like in silence, but it's... It's creepy and annoying, that noise coming from inside your head.) and I thought I saw a guy in a suit I knew, some lanky guy. I felt the urge to go towards him to check, but Alex pulled me off to trade in our tickets before I could check if it was just my eyes playing tricks on me.


Ignoring my weird feeling growing in my stomach, I got a giant gummy bear the size of my freaking head. It was bitchin, but I couldn't finish eating it. I DID manage to finish the head though. I felt better then.

Currently, we're at my house, celebrating with the black forest cake I spent the night before cussing over and trying to get it to look right. I was titillated by this cake. TITILLATED! That means exited. :D


Snuck a cherry already, hoping to get a large slice.


Oh yeah, I forgot to mention; My dad got me a pretty bracelet with bone in it, and....

Drumroll....

Get ready...

A laptop. A fucking laptop. So now I guess Ally gets to keep the one we bought, I feel retarded, I'm wondering WHEN my dad started trusting me again, and I'm a little happy. I get anxious without technology or someone to communicate with, for some reason.

So, all in all, my birthday was bitchin. Gotta go now to blow out my candles.

-Chelle

Found

Alright, sorry for anyone freaking out, wondering what was up with me and Gwen. She basically summarized it yesterday with this post, but...


Years ago, before I lived in Florida, I lived somewhere else. I hadn't met my epic heterosexual life partner, Alex, yet. I had friends before though; As a kid, no matter where you were, everyone had a friend. Some imaginary and some real. And then there was Gwen. And our time screaming at each other over what the hell is the point of pawns in chess, it brought up fond memories...


I didn't have any siblings my own age. My little brother was a baby when I met Gwen. And let me tell you something: We absolutely hated each at first. It was amazing.
Fought over /everything/, including over the existence of one of my 'imaginary friends'. Somehow, we bonded over that though. It lasted only for a year though, and then I had to move. Again.


This might be the coolest birthday gift...
-Chelle


P.S: I had a really bad nightmare last night. I was little again, running through a forest I've never been in before. I was being chased by something.

I think...

I'm actually growing a love of poetry, thanks to my English teacher. We read some e.e Cummings today (Not what she said), and My Papa's Waltz. I think I was the only one who figured it was from a more innocent time period where shit like that was common, because I was the only one who hadn't automatically shouted "Child Abuse!"


I mean really, at the age I assume the kid was at, I'd think his height was up to his father's belt, and that him clinging to the man like death was because he had some respect/love for his father. Maybe that's just me, though.


Alex has apocalyptic amounts of homework, so I got the laptop today. I'm exploring the internet and just discovered two things:


Tvtropes and fanfiction....


YOU ARE ALL GOLDFISH.
And tvtropes is going to rot my head. Oh well. Alex can kill me later.