Monday, September 13, 2010

Dear Journal (i really have to stop doing that...), 

okay i know i updated this thing yesterday but seriously school is wack.

there's this girl in my World Studies class. she like's to say 'Legit', she's Jewish, and her name is Mary Magdalen. you know her right? not the girl in my class i'm talking about the bible lady. you know Jesus's ho? yeah. dejia heard the name and was just giggling up a storm.

let me re-say this.

the girl is Jewish.

she's named after a biblical whore.

she was dressed like a whore.

Oh yeah don't you just love Mondays?

also i usually go through and correct mistakes but i've been doing homework for 5 hours so NO.

peace,

   Fang

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Dear Journal,

Why the hell can’t I tell Max I love her? Is it programmed in my brain to be some shy and cowardly wimp around the love of my life? She dropped in like she does every Tuesday so that she can ‘make sure we’re not dead’. The rest of the flock has free reign to travel between reality and our book.
Sometimes being kidnapped has it’s advantages. Like traveling to different books and reality’s, or say keeping your secret crush a secret… for the mot part.
But anyways, usually Max brings the whole flock. Today she didn’t. and before she got there I had eaten ALOT of sugar. So you can probably imagine how hyper I was.

**FLASHBACK**

“FANG! Calm down!” Iggy yelled. 
“NO! Maxi and the flock are coming to town!” I sang to the tune of ‘Santa Clause is coming to town’ while skipping in circles. I could see Dejia rolling on the ground laughing for no reason at all. ‘is she high?’. soon I began to ramble about the most random things like a secret toaster that’s set on murdering the universe in 2012.
Suddenly Iggy tackled me and slapped his hand over my mouth. Instinctively I licked it.
“EWWW! DEJIA! FANG LIKED ME!!!” he screamed.
“now Fanglini licking is bad! No licking!” I pouted at her and she just laughed harder. I think she’s lost her rocks.  Most would say mind or marbles but she’s already lost them. A slow song started playing over the radio so I switched it over to a new station. Justin Beiber was blaring through the speakers.


My first love broke my heart for the first time,
And I was like
Baby, baby, baby ohhh
Like baby, baby, baby noo
Like baby, baby, baby ohh
I thought you’d always be mine mine


Baby, baby, baby ohh
Like baby, baby, baby noo
Like baby, baby, baby ohh
I thought you’d always be mine,mine (oh oh)


“DAMN YOU CANADA!!!!!” dejia and I screamed towards the heaven’s, iggy on the other hand was belting out the lyrics like no tomorrow. Max came in and switched the station to 101.1 KUFO (Portland rock) Green Day was playing Basket Case. A girly scream ripped through the entire house, I took me about 15 minutes to realize that it was me. 
“MAX I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!“ I ran over and kissed max full on the mouth. And know what happened? She asked my sister if I was high, and good ol’ sister dearest said yes.

**END FLASHBACK**

And then there’s the conversation about my entry’s. it goes like this…

Dejia: FAAAAAAANGYKINS!!!!
Me: *groans* what?
Dejia: you need to make your entry’s less life scarring
Me: why?
Dejia: cuz we want people to read this!!!
Me: NO! I DON’T EVEN WANT TO WRITE THIS DAMN THING!!
Dejia: LIE’S IT’S ALL LIES!
Me: *sigh*
Dejia: don’t you sigh at me!
Me: or what?
Dejia: I’ll tell Cori your secret!
Me: WHAT SECRET??? And I don’t care about Corain
Dejia: about what I found on your laptop! And it’s Corian!
Me: what’d you find?  And I don’t give a flip!
Dejia: YOU KNOCKED HER UP AND YOU DON’T GIVE A FLIP?
Me: I WAS DRUNK ON BAKON VODKA!!!!
Dejia: OH GO AHEAD BLAME THE FNIKIN VODKA YOU DEAD-BEAT DAD!!
Me: I SAID I’D HELP WITH THE KIDS!! Also what’s the secret?
Dejia: I found porn on your laptop! Wanna explain that?!
Me: IGGY’S BEEN USING MY LAPTOP FOR THAT?! He’s dead!
Dejia: LIAR! NOW YOU'RE BLAMING IGGY!!

So yeah…. Wonderful family eh?

Whatever….
also why the hell do I capitalize journal like it's your flipping name? also the other day (Thursday, September 9) Dejia and her friend Vanna were DROOLING over some picture. I have a feeling it was a guy cuz Vanna's straight, and also i've only seen Dejia drool over a girl once. but then again so were Iggy and I...

Book: Fragile Eternity (book 3 in the Wiked Lovely Series)
Band: Green Day
Song: Behind Blue Eye's by Limp Bizkit
Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TxwuB6xPcvs

                        Peace,
                            Fang Gray

August 24, 2010

Dear Journal,

Seriously this kidnapping thing is getting on my nerves! Dejia, my twin sister, is forcing me to write a diary. Ahem, a journal.
Do I want to do this? No, no I do not. But it was either this or be tied to a chair and put in the emo corner. And trust me, the emo corner sounds dark and scary, right? Well it’s scary alright. It’s pink.
What I don’t get is why I’m the only one that has to do this. Also aren’t these things supposed to be private? If so then why is she making me put it on the internet? Why does she believe she’ll be the ruler of the world in 2012 and that’s why everyone thinks the worlds gonna end? Oh yes because a 17 year-old is gonna take over the world… RIIIIIIIIIGHT.
I’m not even sure how long these things have to be. Hmmm. Dejia said that this only counts for 20 words out of my daily 200 word minimum.
Oh yeah, she gave me a freaking minimum of words I have to say everyday. So you must be really confused as to why I talk about my twin like she’s the spawn of Satan (she probably is. I wouldn’t put it past her).

**FLASHBACK**

“Hey fang I’m gonna take the kids to the park, wanna come?” max opened the door to the room I shared with Iggy and Gazzy at Dr. M‘s house. I quickly hid the photograph I was holding under my pillow and shook my head no. “you sure?” I nodded. “okay but Iggy’s staying too”
“alright” she waved,  I didn’t look under my pillow until I heard the door click and max’s soft steps walking from the house.
The photo was old, and torn from being handled so much over the past 10 years. It was a photo of max and I. sure we had still been inside The School, but in the picture we held hands through the bars. You could see Iggy’s head off to the side.
The door opened, I hid the photo thinking Max had come back. Surely I would have heard her steps, but I didn’t hear anything. Anyone who was here walked just as quietly as me. I jumped from my bed and landed in a fighting stance just as the door opened wider, revealing an average height-ed girl, who didn’t look like she could even throw a punch. Despite her black clothes, and piercings.
“Hello Fang, pleased to meet you.” she didn’t hold out her hand to shake mine. “now you can come with me easily and have no harm done to you, or we can do this the way Iggy chose. Unfortunately it might take a bit longer than normal for his nose to heal.” I remember thinking ‘She can’t be serious… can she? And why does she talk all high class, perfect grammar and crap?’
“option 3”
“Oh! So you want me to use force? Fine by me!” and that’s the last thing I remember before being knocked out by the girl.

**END FLASHBACK**

So yeah, that’s basically it. Anyways it’s about 1AM now and Dejia, Iggy, and I have to wake up early to enroll at school tomorrow.
Oh, before I forget. I have to mention the book of the week, and song of the week(with you tube link), and band of the week.

Book: Mocking Jay by Suzann Collins
Band: Hinder
Song: Get Stoned by Hinder
Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kDr8cenETH4&feature=search

Peace,
      Fang