One awkward silence and two hopes you cry yourself to sleep.

Milk. Cows. Cheese.

2007-12-25T18:37:00.001-08:00

I hate the holidays.

They're decieving and backstabbing, and ridiculous and corny (not in a good way).

Everyone sauters over to they're "friends" houses and laughs and gossips and smiles, and gets buzzed (thinking that they're not buzzed because they're socializing politely and in "good company")
The sickiningly fake smiles plastered everywhere. Wasn't there a time when the holidays weren't fake and all about "Oh my, this wine is aaaabbbsolutely to die for"

I hate the fake cheer and the stupid christmas lights and the gingerbread everywhere. Being forced to interact with your family because "thats what the holidays are about".

You're supposed to WANT to be with those people.

I never do. I'd rather run from it all and laugh at some random thing with my friends and pretend everythings not killing me than sit with people who actually think I'm a bitch but act like I'm this intelligent young charming woman.

Fake isn't good. But I've found I have to use it to escape all that adult fake, which is way worse than kid fake.

Kid fake is to try to make you as happy as possible. Adult fake is to make you look happy as possible.

I'm not gonna lie. To anyone. I'm not a happy person (despite my amazing iPod and gorgeous Panic! posters and this computer). I'm not gonna ACT like I am. Maybe my friends don't know the extent to my unhappiness, but they're definitely not oblivious.
Neither is my family. But they ACT like it's not there when we're around other people.

Here's a crazy idea.... WHY DON'T YOU ACT LIKE YOU FEEL FOR ONCE INSTEAD OF PRETENDING YOU'RE "PERFECTLY GREAT" WHEN REALLY YOU JUST WANNA SHOVE THAT GLASS THAT OBNOXIOUS WOMAN WITH THE BUSHY UPPER LIP IS DRINKING DOWN HER FAT LITTLE THROAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!

Presents. Nice.
Families. Too insane.
Holidays. Total shit, over 7/8ths of the time.

Go prance around in the phony holiday bask while you can.
When you become as bitter and realistic as me, go sit at your computer and blog about how bitter and realiztic you've become.

-suffocating- -choking- -death-

Sentimentally Foolish....

2007-12-25T18:01:00.000-08:00

"Americans are soooo sentimental sometimes -exhasperated expression-"
:

This was stated by The Grandomother, and then agreed with by The Aunt.
:
They were talking about Forest Gump winning best picture at the Academy Awards the year it came out.

are
they
fucking
serious
.

Those two hypocrites are always complaining about how I'm not nice enough, and I'm disrespectful and evil and horrible to them. That I need to drop the 'tude.
And then they go and say Americans are to damn sentimental about judgement. ALL BECAUSE FOREST GUMP WON BEST PICTURE, LIKE A MILLION YEARS AGO?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

They're crazy. I don't want them. Here. Over there. Anywhere.

They may be family. But I don't need to love them.

AND THATS ANOTHER THING! They expect respect and expect love, because they raised me and we're blood and they provide for me.

Respect and love aren't things to give away. They're earned.

I'm not OBLIGED to love anyone. Nor do I NEED to respect them.
They give me nothing, but materialistic shit and "care", so suddenly I have to love them unconditionally?!?!?!?!?!?!
W
T
F
.
Bullshit. I hate being with them. I wouldn't even talk to them if I didn't have to see them.
They don't listen. They don't enjoy being with me, either. They pretend they do.

Fuck no.
They stick around because they want to "help" my "anger issues" and make sure I don't swallow a bottle of Advil one night.

They don't want me to turn into my mom.
Therapy, "love", and all that family shit is all crap.

Talking to somebody I'm basically being blackmailed into seeing isn't going to make me less angry, it's going to make me act out more.
I don't think I love them. We have moments, or whatever. But love is not a feeling I think I've ever experienced (and for that matter, I don't expect it. Ever.). They infuriate me. They're insufferable controlling people who are nieve enough to think they love me. They hate talking to me. Being around me, and having to listen to all the angry shit that I spit out.
I don't blame 'em. But don't put a goddamn sticker over it and act like I'm still the wandering little six-year-old who didn't have parents, a home, and still had emotions.

They don't think that, and they know I'm not. Which is why they think I'm gonna kill myself.

all they show, for chrissakes, is sentiment towards everything. Towards that random dog, that tree the lumberjacks are cutting down, and the fish that died in my fish bowl.

Am I evil because I can't stand my family? Is this regular teen angst? No. and No.
I want conversations that don't look down on me. That don't judge me because I hate so many things. Ones where they don't act like they're superior beings and I have to be nice to them because they're my family. With them, family is a traditional word and concept to be followed. But obligations and somebody telling you how to behave, how to be a person, is not what I was taught was family.
Love. Loving them because that's the emotion you feel.
Helping somebody out because thats the emotion your feeling.
Having issues but still being relatively solid.
When you come home sobbing because of something horrible, you're going to go to them because "they're always there". That usually means the sobbing is not caused by just being around them.
Being invading but being able to see the definite boundaries.
Noticing when another family member is feeling something not normal, instead of sauntering by while they type roughly and silently, while staring at a computer screen and saying "at seven get off the computer".

Family. Pffft, wouldn't I love to know what that felt like.
I once made my grandma cry when I told her we weren't a family.
I don't fit in with they're disgusting judgemental ways and they're happy-go-lucky view on life.
They weren't indefinitely left alone in the world at the age of six.
I've been destined to be solitary, on my own since my mom decided she couldn't handle all the shit she got thrown at her. It was going to happen, just looks like I had a few years before it kicked in.

I'm harsh and vicious towards anybody ridiculous, family/friend or not.
If your behavior is repulsive and being around you makes me want to break everyone of your teeth, I'm not gonna sit there with a fucking smile on my face while you sit there acting like THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND, FOR GODS SAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm not even connected to them. They don't know who I am. And I don't want them to.
4 1/2 more years.
Only 4 1/2 more years. 4 1/2 more tears.

Thats it.

Then I get flung out on my ass to get eaten alive by the real world.

Thank
God
.

Oh what a Wonderbar world I live in.

2007-11-24T18:36:00.000-08:00

Still as freaky as ever. Sad. Happy. All around just messed up.

But on top of all this crap, my family just blew up at me because I was lurking like I normall do on the computer, trying to find an interesting blog to read that WASN'T mine. I clicked on one, and some strange porn site came up.

It was a disaster to say in the least. Threats are being thrown at me. People are yelling. My aunt is lurking over my shoulder to make sure I'm not a perv.

Isn't my life just fantastic???????

I'm going to go now. Going to go wallow in silence as my family makes horrible attempts to communicate with me.

Bye. -Chloe

Hello Anyone.

2007-11-20T20:55:00.000-08:00

What is wrong with me?

My life doesn't suck. I have a home and things other children would die for. But something is wrong. I might be self inflicting this unto myself, I have no idea. But i feel it.

I had a fantastic time with Luna this passed weekend. But something is so not right.
Even when I get fourteen hours of sleep, I feel tired. Well... not tired exactly. More... weary. Weary of everything. I don't know what I could possibly be weary about. But these feelings pop up in random situations. Lots of time in silence (I suppose that happens because in silence, you have the ability to absorb into your own head).

Even when I'm happy, there are moments when I feel angry, irritated, and flat out pissed off.
When I act happy, and post charming and entertaining things on Buzznet or email Olivia something foolish, the momentary feeling of happiness dissapears a couple minutes afterwards.

I feel as though I'm walking with a Halloween mask on. That it won't come off.

Something is so out of place, off balance. Just... not right.

I should feel joyous. Light like a balloon filled with helium. I have the Fall Out Boy concert next week, a week off, and Thanksgiving coming up in two days.
But I don't feel joyous. I feel flat, and heavy.

At the same time I'm complaining about these feelings, I think I'm self contradicting myself. There are so many moments in a day when I do feel happy. Maybe not airless or soaring happy, but happy. I enjoy many moments of my life. But the times when I don't feel that sense of happiness, the times when i feel flat and heavy seem to outweigh everything else I've ever felt.

There's something else bothering me.
I want somebody to love me. I want to love them.
What bothers me is that this bothers me.
It's not like my family doesn't care and worry about me and love me because I'm blood. But my mind wants more. It wants somebody to want me not because I'm blood, but because I'm there.

I'm only 13 and already I want somebody to love me? And I do mean love. Not like "I wanna get in his pants" or "ohmygod hes hot! I want him to ask me out".

But actual love. The unconditional kind that can drive you to insanity. The kind of love where you devote so much of your soul to one person that something that resembles a hole forms in your stomach. The sense of someone's eyes always watching you, even when you can't see them. The love that makes you warm whenever they speak to you, touch you, or just breathe. The feeling that you're not the only one crazy enough out there to want this. To imagine this.

Adults and parents are always telling teenagers that they don't know everything, and the teenagers always argue back that they do.

But I feel like I do know a lot. A lot more than hundreds of adults out there. But there's so much in my head and I never have time (or the courage) to let it out, that it dissipates into nothingness and then it's gone.
I kind of feel like I'm turning into one of those thoughts.
I also kind of feel like that no matter what I do, no matter what happens, that I am going to be here, solidly, forever. But that maybe no one is going to notice that I didn't float away. Or even notice I wasn't there if I did.

What the hell happened to me. I used to be different. I used to feel different.

Is anybody out there? Or am I alone in this great big, pitch black room of nothing.

One voice may not me able to change the world, but you'd be surprised how much it can change one person's life.

I'm waiting for that voice.

Bleh.ffffff

2007-11-12T12:44:00.000-08:00

its been a really really really long time since my last post. and im sorry about that (not that anyone actually READS this thing.)
a lot has happened.
i cant remember if i told you this, but Luna moved to LA. i miss that woman. A lot.
One thing I know i havent informed you about... is Mr. Standridge leaving.
The day he told us, Megan, OLivia, Herron, Josie and I all bawled. Well, they did. I have somehow along my 13 years of crappy life, picked up the inability to cry. SO basically I just felt like shit.
In PE i sat on the field in the fetal position, while all the evil preps/jocks around me complained about how they had to switch their schedules for us damn Honors kids. I swear I almost died.
After Luna left, i went into about a month and a half of deepression. And it sucked.
Everythings been good lately, but I feel like I might be slipping. I dont want to slip.
This weekend is a three day weekend and i have doen absolutely nothing. I have done NONE of my homework (which is very very very bad), apparently, I've been doing a "half-ass job" at my chores, and im leaving for Megan's house in 10 minutes.
whooopeee. :
Herron and Olivia will be there too.
Herron told me something really personal last night. And although i dont quite understand the extent of it, I realize that it was really important to her. I felt really happy when she told me. The other day my grandma told me I had no sense of loyalty. And when Herron told me her story, i promised her, with all my heart, that i wouldn't tell a soul if she wished me not to. I also told her that if she ever needs someone to talk to, or to just be with her, that I'm here.
I've always been here.
I'm vaguely ecstatic though, because Luna's coming up to this crappy hometown of ours. We're going to chill on friday. I miss her so much.
Thats all i have time for, but I'll try to post again eventually.
"Somebody once told me that people get so caught up in being human doings, they forget how to be human beings"- One of my best friends in the entire world
{hopefully} I'll write soon.
Chloe

a walk in {my} windy city

2007-09-15T20:38:00.000-07:00

walked again. and i love it. more and more each time. gonna do it tonight again.

its so unbeleivably soothing. its like....... writing for some ppl.

yesterday was an unbearable day of "family excursions"

which ended in a GIANT blowout with my gma about how angry i was (again...)
but then everything went back to normal
then my aunt gave me this death speech about how i was disrespectful and i was being sucked in by the pc. i just stared at her with an amazingly empty expression. snl was on in the backround which made the entire situation even funnier.

josie,olivia,megan, and i have a website now. its prolly the most awesome thing uve ever seen but its still rough. we (ie josie) just made it on friday.
im eating the famous cheese crunchies from trader joes right now. theyre heaven.
i hav to get off the pc in half and hour.
ugh
i dont have much to say right now. im thrilled my aunt is no longer within a 50 foot radius of me. its bringing the soul back to my body. HALLELUJAH.
ill sign off for now but {hopefully?} post again soon.

loveyoumuchly
chloe

Fall's rollin in, and the leaves are rollin out, as i keep on rollin like the energizer bunny...

2007-09-12T19:52:00.000-07:00

Today i did something i havent done in a really long time...

I took a walk.

all by myself.... (well unless u count my two manic "domestic" pugs who cant walk in a straight line. i swear to god; theyre like two incredibly vodka soaked peas in a pod.)

it was probably the best ive felt in weeks. i just spontaneously decided to throw on my P.E. sweats and a sweatshirt, plugged my earphones in my ears( preparing to blast my drums), and walked. all the way to the park. it was soothing. in that really weird way; i couldnt even begin to explain it. i was practically euphoric it was that peaceful.
as i was walking i was thinking "why dont we take more time out of our schedules to do this? why do we choose staring at a computer screen or chatting on the phone for hours, when we could be doing this?"
it all suddenly seemed so ridiculous to me. so... superficial. something ppl like the alligators do. and not just them... but everyone. rarely i see anyone even remotely close to my age walking. older ppl yes, because those ppl realize how idiotic the whole thing is.
hell. even writing this blog is idiotic. i have one "reader", a friend i see everyday. and yet i continue to write to no one when i could be wasting my time walking. but for some reason, blogging seems important to me, too. whether anyone reads it or not. its like a journal. its a place for me to TELL the world (whether they listen or not) about how silly sitting at a pc is. but we do it anyway. (probably because no one knows how great walking is because none of them READ MY BLOG!)

its still technically summer. but its not really. school has started. kids all over the us (and world probably) are hunched over desks reading text books. the sun is not scorching all in its path. but the thing that most tells me its not summer, is the wind.
i can seriously feel autumn in my marrow. its my favorite season, my favorite part of life. i love the idea, no, the thought, of something dying so something else can grow. autumn is the season that cleanses the world, its the streetsweeper that lurks the streets at 5 in the morning, or the lysol wipes that olivia ocd-like cleans our desks with. its the most beatiful season, with the saddest purpose (is it to cheezy to ask "ironic?" at this moment?).
i dont like being outdoors at any other time during the year. falls the only time i come out of my fucking claustrophobic rabbit hole. and just walking is enough for me. no intended purpose. no specific reason or location im trying to get to. i do it just to walk. just to shrink back into your head, but being able to do it with out interruptions or distractions. just allowing yourself to float on your back in the crystal clear blue pool of water. letting your nerves feel the water rippling around you, starting at your toes and climbing all the way up your body to your scalp. you shiver slightly as you think, as the wind whips in your face, drowning out everything else in your fucked up life. it makes me happy being alone. it makes me happy knowing that u can always rely on someone; you. knowing that if u go crazy (as many of us already have) that theres no one there to judge you... except for you. which can sometimes be the worst type of judgement of all, but also the one that gets you through everything unbearable.

and quickly back the the wind thing... my dream city is Chicago. i want that icy cold winter and that amazingly windy fall. it hurts me i long for it so much. "I'm tired of a sunset". im tired of California. of its stupid sun. its stupid happiness and beaches and blonde idiots. i want that dreary harsh weather that makes you hate everything around you. get. me. out. of. here.

my message to you, (josie)
is to walk endlessly. forever. without ceasing. without stopping to think about where youre going or why youre doing it. let ur soon to be exhausted feet carry you to a place uve never been before, or even a place so familiar to you, youve memorized which floarboards squeak when u walk on them. because soon... youre not going to be able to walk. youre not going to be able to forget the world as u dash by all the mocking faces, and the brutal remarks. but the scary part is; its gonna come a lot sooner than you thought. than all of us thought. so we have to do it now. do it before the last grain of sand of our hourglass drifts down to the bottom.

fcukitupnaddaelwtihLFIE

{remember haying and hoing to the that christmas snow[ing?], foooowgetabowwwtit, and start wishing for the swishing of the painful, rain[full] fall.}

ARARARARARARARAR. im a pirrannah... WATCHAGONNADOBOUTITMEGAN?!?!

Sometime in August (minus the pig fetis in a jar and the psychopath)

2007-09-10T18:45:00.000-07:00

another entry i made a while back {on paper}
decided to post it too. again idreallyk why. but fuck it up and deal with life i guess would be the correct comment to make to any inquiries about why i did it [in the first place]

The Moon is not made of cheese, its {she's} make of ice cold rock and the glowing Warmth of the sun [ i bet i can guess what the rock is. but im {tree}stump{ed} at who the sun is]

She's leaving.
She's basically already gone. {not that u could have said she was ever really there}
The Countdown of seven begins Today.
She'll float away, down the Stream,
You never imagined her skipping away through a field,
but thats the Poloroid in My Head.
Black and White- exactly the way she Sees the world,
even though she's neither, but instead somewhere in the gray between,
just like the Rest of us.
But as she drifts, her slim, gray Figure becomes Blurry;
unrecognizable.
just a face that Passed through our {kn}ives (or was it us that passed through hers...)
She's one I'll remember though.
Her cynical Humor, giant Smile, and the the black hair that Falls Down her face,
Hiding her soul from the the world.

8/27/07<<< journals written by me{on actual paper}

2007-09-10T18:27:00.000-07:00

sorry josie for the hardcore-emo-wanna-be-ism. just figured i should post the things i wrote at the beginning of the year on my blog. idreallyk why. just thought i should. being delirious might have something to do with it. either that or just being a flat out penny idiot.

hey ho for christmas snow{wtf}

It's unexplainable, hurtful.
Why fix it? To stop it.
To make it stop I've got to Open it.
I cant handle that.
Don't want to see Why, discover the Reason.
Let it lie. Let it grow. Let it be.
Pain is Pleasure. Hatred is Happiness?
Make it Leave, make it Go.
Don't you leave, dont you go.
Suffer. Alone?
Inflict. Purposefully?
yes. no!
Are we going Crazy?
No. We've already Gone.
Gone to the Blackness. The Emptiness.
the Place where i {we} feel Safe.
the Place where we rot, and bask in the Suffocating stench.
or Suffocate from the Light of the bask.
Push? or Pull.
Around the carousel.
It's the same. We're the same. I'm the same. No matter which way or how many Times i spin.

Alligator Invasion and Retalliaton

2007-09-08T20:08:00.000-07:00

The Alligator Invasion and Retaliation is a 2008 epidemic.

The Players :
The Alligators (The Invasionists) and the Songbirds (The Retaliationists)

The Game:
Alligators-destroying all kind of individual thought and idea, creating a freakish sort of army, making everyone generic and conforming
Songbirds-stopping the Alligators from destroying every human{and animal}'s mind, doing their best to restore the minds of those already taken {either that or insulting them. both are very productive}

The Story:
As far as I know, this war has been ongoing for many years, however, i have just recently seen the thing come to life (but hen again u could say I just recently came to life by... dying, i guess). The Alligators and Songbirds have been in conflict for many a time, but things have changed a little bit.
The way it used to be: The Alligators and Songbirds have always respected each others space, although disliking one another while doing so. The Alligators call(ed) the Songbirds names like "emo" , etc. And The Songbirds call(ed) the The Alligators names like "preppies", and etc. But as the Music Scene has progressed, some of the Alligators have taken up a nack for liking the music which once was considered to be only for "emo losers". The Songbirds definately are not happy about this. this is after all, their terf. So now open confrontations are occuring and causes some ruffled feathers (amazingly most of those feathers belonging to the scaley Alligators).
and for some unfathomable reason... the Alligators are recruiting new members. do the Songbirds give a fuck? no. except for the fact that the Alligators are destroying the ppl, society, and most of all, the music, why should the Songbirds care? *evil glare*
so beware. because the Alligators will come to get u. unless they think youre unworthy (ie. if ur very different from them to begin with). if u look anything like them... they will latch their vicous bloddthirsty teeth on to u and destroy your thoughts by pouring light brown hair dye all over your head. adding more then a speck of "honey" highlights on ur once nonconforming skull.
if u are a strong Songbird, you know that the Alligators are bullshit. And amazingly enough... lots of ppl are resisting. and siding with the Songbirds. this may not be "good" {but then again what really is} but its better than being with those ppl. the interesting thing is that The Sngbirds dont have to receuit: the ppl come to them. they keep themselves alive by being themselves. the Alligators cant take the Songbirds down. so theyve stopped trying.
which side are u on?
later u soon to be alligators.
chloe

long time no post.

2007-09-08T14:23:00.000-07:00

hello.
i now officially have... only one reader. and that would be my froadin buddy- cash (she had a food codename but i just dont remember it).
my new thing is that world is going to be taken over by alligators.
they will come {some already have} and chomp your brain till its nothing but an alligator-chomped-pool-of-....brains.
my love for ryan ross has faded like luna has. luna is trent now btw. i dont remember her food codemane either. but thats her froadin name.
jon walker and brendon urie now own my soul a hell of a lot more than ryan does.
my soul keeps expanding in the world of celebrities and things unnecessary. but its shrinking in the world of real ppl. of my family. and my friends. im blocking them out. ppl make fun of me more and more now. ppl idk. and im tired. and exhausted. laying in my bed forever becomes more an more appealing as each freakin day passes. didnt get out of bed until 1245 even though i woke up and 943.
i feel like may face is being sucked off by a vaccum (sp? awww who gives a fuck). my hair is driving me nuts. i wanna be like dwayne and just shave it all off. and wear sunglasses backwards. why cant i do that? cuz id be a poser. im a poser at everything. im a poser prep. a poser emo. a poser theatre nerd. the only thing im not a poser at is loner/geek. why do ppl repremand other ppl for being smart? lets hope its cuz those ppl are stupid and feel like insignifigant little specks on our raydars. cuz they are. they may seem big now. but ten years up the road, were the known ones. theyre the losers.
luna.
so much to say. so much time. so little ppl who care.
leaving is never fun or easy for anyone. except luna. constant change has always been a part of her life. doesnt affect her. i want change. cant have it. The Grandmother is not one who swings that kind of stuff. shes not in to rocking the toddlers back and forth all day while hanging from a metal pole. swings may have chains attaching them to the swing's frame, but im the one who feels chained down. im stuck here {in this hell hole} until college. by then, i wont know how the hell to live because of this stupid little world i live in. those things at disney land things its a small world... PFFFFTTT. They should live here.
anna is a bitch.
persky's still a jackass.
im still the pathetic loser who knows everyone. but isnt known in return.
this blog entry wasnt specifically for anyone to read [even though it technically was because cash told me too]. more an entry to update. to vent. to be the beige color of my unfinished wood floors.
sry cash if this entry dissapoints u. its bin a while. and the humor and energy isnt really there anymore. sure. i put it on when im with u guys. but ur my friends. and entertaining ppl is one of the only things i{did}k how to do. u actually prolly dont know this... but ur basically the only person im funny around. cuz ur the only one whos funny around me.
theres a possibility a lot of my entries will be this... irksome? im just tired. i wanna go home now.

later alligator
chloe

i dont even have to say his full name. he just doesnt need it; JON!!!!!!!

2007-08-14T19:23:00.000-07:00

even though i just posted a comment... i forgot to tell u something VAIR VAIR importante!!!!!!

JON WALKER IS MY IDOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

he is my favorite person on earth. hes hysterical and sunglasses are ttly his thing. hes nawt a pete or a ryro or a bden... but he is a jon. i would like nothing better than to be EXACTLY like jon when i get older. my hero, man, my hero... <3<3<3<3<3<3

u blow my face of jon. u too ryan with ur shyness and funny randomness when ur nawt. and brendon with ur strange nerdy personality that makes u cool and ur bizzare-ly funny strangeness.

spencer... u look like a pumpkin. but ur part of the band. so u get something..... how bout a jack-o-lantern???

l8er allig8ors
cgn

Dude, Is That The Sun?!?!?!?!

2007-08-14T18:59:00.000-07:00

one tired girl is taking the time to update on the blog that nobody ready.
wow. u invisible ppl better love me.

today is an exhausting day for a very sleep deprived version of myself. yesterday, me and blackberry were going to work on our video titled "the Sinister Banana Man" which i, as the sbm, starred in. however, when we came to my house to get my camcorder, we realized we had no idea how to work it or my dig cam. so we sent a very depressed email to all of u saying that we were extremely sad because we had no excuse to light a banana on fire. (that may sound weird but theres a perfectly... explainable explanation). and then we got a reply to the email from our friend, who, ironicly, happens to have the code name banana. she said we should come over to her house and film it with her vid cam. so we did. ill give the details later (ie when i dont feel like my eyes are shriveled up raisins sitting in my eyesockets). ne hoo... we ended up staying the night. banana fell asleep at like 520-ish and me and blackberry were awake till about 550. and just as i was like about to fall asleep, i saw outside banana's bedroom windo that the sun was coming up. up. and i was going to sleep. i hated that peeking sun at that moment. stupid sun. and then i crashed and woke up like 4 hrs later.

so i feel like a shriveled prune. and prunes are all ready shriveled. so when i specify that i feel like a shriveled prune, i mean i feel REALLY shriveled.

i had another one of those ceasar salads today. i wasnt that hungry. now im full. and my corporate company is growing as i type.

blackberry got her hair cut today. its really hawt. but the retarded stylist who cut it, made it all puffy when she blowdried it and like fluffed the back-top of her head and like flattened the bottom half. bb looked like william beckett (sp?) until she de-puffed it. then it looked great. i think shes grounded though. cuz i told her to call me if her mom flipped at her new hair and bb was like "if i even have the privelage to use the phone" and she hasnt called... not a good sign...

i talked to pickle on the phone today for like a half an hour. she made a new email addy and hotmail account. its pretty sweet. and we were both desperately bored.

i attemted to make a new youtube account today because bb and banana persuaded me to not like him for a ngiht. but then i got to my home and my infatuation resprouted itself. and i feel like without my mrschloeross youtube account im not me. its like a really comfy skin. ik exactly where everything is in it. and so far its been veiwed 127 times. which is amazing. considering im a small town girl with nothing to talk about except igniting bananas. btw i encourage you to go to my youtube again http://youtube.com/mrschloeross because i have updated it and i have some extremely awesome videos. as well as my friends. check them out too.

i found an im from banana saying she thought someone had hacked into blackberry's myspace because bb doesnt have a pc and she was online apparently. and she wasnt at my house so thats pretty damn creepy.

i think im gonna go. i feel like a slug who sat on a hot sidewalk for 11 hours.

later alligators
cgn

You told me Vegetable Oil, you retard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2007-08-09T17:14:00.000-07:00

hola mis amigos!
today is a glorious and splendiful day! mi amiga... lets call her brownie... came up from her homeland (which is far away :( sad sad) and as we speak.. shes rather hovering over my shoulder (or you could say that shes just sitting mext to me. but hey, u say po-tay-to i say po-tot-o).

today we had a very interesting kitchen adventure. we made brownies. now being the dork that brownie (the person) is, she told me we needed 2/3 cup of olive oil. and i looked into my cupboard and found some extra virgin olive oil and said "is this okay?" and she said "sure". so we put in the oil and made the freaking brownies. and a mess. and when we finally ate them about an hour later... they tasted oily... TOO oily.

then after wed eaten a couple o brownies... we called blackberry and we went into town. me and brownie were discussing our oily brownies. and then brownie (being the huge genius she is) realized that we were supposed to put VEGETABLE OIL in the brownies. and im like r u serious?!?!?!?!?!?! and shes like that what the package said. and i was like "well no wonder they taste oily! u told me to put in olive oil, nawt vegetable oil, you retard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and then we laughed and our stupid (yet very easy to make ) mistake. we then had a chicken bowl with blackberry at its time, dropped by the library, came to my house, and messed around on youtube for like 2 and a 1/2 hours. we now are waiting for our friend moose to pick us up to go spend the night at her house. but i must say hasta becuz its 525 and we haf to leave at 530.

so ill check in later!..... alligators.... :o
xoxo
cgn

my secret clone?!?!?!?!

2007-08-03T21:32:00.000-07:00

so about half an hour ago... i was awn youtube, and i was looking at all the retarded stuff screaming girl fans awn brendon urie's youtube channel. and i posted a comment saying his dan angel snow freak video was awesome, cuz it was pretty funny. and i looked at the comment b4 mine and the username was chloe the journalist. so i went to her youtube channel, and you would nawt beleive what i saw. her name ahhhbviously is chloe, shes a big lover of panic, AND SHE SINGS!!!!!!!!!! SHES A SINGER!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! how bizarre is it that i basically just described myself even though im talking about a completely different person???? EXTREMELY WOULD BE THE ANSWER TO THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so i sent her a message just blabbing about how coincidential the whole thing was, and i might have mentioned that patd rocked or something. i was an extremely long message. every message i send is extremely long. cuz im just weird like that. and i think i might have attached the david blaine street magic video part one, which probably scared her because its a ttly random (yet funny) video.

and we've already discussed my short conversation with roger fojas... ringmaster of the lucent dossier cirque...

lets see..... what else what else????

ooooo!!!!!!! IK!!!!!!!! I FINISHED HP7!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but im nawt ginving ne details. u can go out and buy the damn book yourself and go through the days of reading 700 something pages!!!!

anyhoo :D
thats it, so for now i say hasta, arrevidarchi (whoa i spelled that wrong), ar revoir (that too), and later alligators!!!!
xoxo
cgn
ps. GO TO MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL AND LOOK AT IT AND ALL ITS AWESOMENESS!!!!!!!
http://www.youtube.com/mrschloeross !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

kay bye!
(again) cgn

interesting day

2007-08-03T14:37:00.000-07:00

hello my gorgeous fans!

my day has been interesting..... let me explain :
1. i woke up this morning at 10 20 to the annoying buzzing of my alarm (u suck alarm) and turned it off wanting to sleep for a few more minutes.
2. i woke up. it was 1230
3. i got a huffy phone call from the grandma about my latesleeping in - ness .... ?
5. went in the bathroom and discovered my mental dawg, tucker, broke into the trashcan, ripped out the bag that held the trash, and scattered my USED pads and tampons and a couple chewy bar wrappers on the floor. i had to pick them up off the floor. hes locked outside now with a waterbowl because hes a bad dawg.
****
i just let him in. the little booger.
6. turned on pc and began my regular journey on youtube.
7. started the stupid laundry.
8. talked to blackberry awn the phone for about 10 minutes
9. i sent some messages back and forth to roger fojas (the ringmaster of the lucent dossier cirque, who toured with patd for like 2 years) on youtube. which was pretty freakin awesome. his cirque is pretty freakin awesome!
10. im talking to pudding awn msn, like i do everyday.

now that i look back on it.
today hasnt been that interesting.
oh well.
im gonna go now mis amigos!
later alligators!
cgn

tai noodles

2007-08-02T17:16:00.000-07:00

hello my beatiful readers!!!!!

notice that i have added more pictures to this gorgey blog of mine and probably have around 27 pics now.
awesome eh?

so today for lunch (even though it was 430 when i finally ate) i had this very interesting tai dish where i boiled some noodles and added sause and some sesame seeds. im practically rachael ray!

ive been on youtube all day watching the live denver perfomances panic did. theyre like the best live performances theyve ever done. they covered karma police there (which u would kno if any of u idiots were smart enuf to click the link i gave u a while back). for any of u that care, the first vid i watched today was curse of curves. sweet music vid. jack marin and tom falcone are pretty hawt. all of the guys are to some extent (but of course i would never think of touching shaant, he is after all, pickles. and he doesnt really do anything for me. :/ ).

if u guys go to my youtube, http://youtube.com/profile?user=mrschloeross , check out my videos, especially the office ones, because they are fucking funny!

so my toenails are in desperate need of some new polish, theyre all chipped, and... just nawt good. and my hair needs to be brushed. cuz when i got outta the shower this afternoon, i just threw it in a ponytail, tangles an all, but im gonna worry about that later.

today went really fast. and i did virtually nothing. i could have finished hp7 (I AM SERIOUSLY LIKE 10 PAGES AWAY FROM FINISHING THE STUPID THING!!!!) .

im supposed to do the laundry, but its too hawt, ill do it this evening.

im gonna skit cuz my life is boring.

so ill talk to u freakin alligators later!

cgn

i renounce my former grudge: MESSAGE TO PICKLE!!!

2007-08-01T13:27:00.000-07:00

PICKLE!!!! THIS IS A BLOG ENTRY FOR U DAHLING!!!!!!!!!!!!! :::::::

do remember how ive kinda had a grudge against cute is what we aim for and everything. and i like refused to listed to them and said they suck....
well they dont. theyre very good. and im renouncing my grudge against them. and i hope that u accept that and dont think of me as like a poser or a wannabe or anything. i was just on youtube and i had nothing to do so i typed them in, listened, and liked. you can say i told u so... because u did.
and (not that u need it... at all) but i approve of shaant and while i personally dont think hes that attractive, its fine with me if u like him. i will nawt insult him or make fun of his hair again and i would appreciate if u did the same for ryan.

that is all i have to say. and im adding ciwwaf to my list of favorite bands.

ps. please dont think of me doing what squash did!!! get on msn if u wanna talk about this further.

pps.
(if ur nawt ttly pissed at me for liking them) can u burn me a cd because im completely broke right now and cant buy anything. :D :/

xoxo
cgn

5:00 am... whoa thats late... early???

2007-08-01T12:35:00.000-07:00

i feel like a bowl of mashed potatos.

i read the seventh hp book until 5:00 am last night. and im exhausted. and i had to set my alarm so i wouldnt sleep in too late so i could get to bed tonight. so i basically feel like a vegetable.

last time i checked, no ones online on msn.

im considering calling blackberry and inviting her over, cuz she said she wanted to come over today. but i already feel like a pathetic loser, so calling her over and over again to see if she wants to come over might nawt be the best idea. but i dunno what else to do. i AM NAWT planning on getting out of my pajamas today. i put a sports bra on so i wasnt hanging lose but other than that, im dressed exactly the same as when i rolled (reluctantly) outta my bed.

im watching warped wednesday on fuse. for those of u who kno allison (from space) she has tickets to the day patd is playing. im uber jealous (i just dont have the energy to express it right now). yeah. so she sucks for that. cuz they said theyre gonna play more new songs. and i wanna be there to hear them!!!! arrrrgggggghhh!!!!!!!!

moving awn...

its hawt... like always... and im bored.... like always. and i want everybody to suffer through equal pain which is why im virtually forcing my friends to read this. because everything i say at this point is just bullshit.

i think im gonna go read the thousands of emails i have right now. all of which are from my friend squash. *big sigh*

later alligaters

cgn

pimpin hawt potato

2007-07-31T22:30:00.000-07:00

i just want to add something real quick to my blog before i shut down the computer to go read hp...................

and that is this.............

MY BLOG IS WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY MORE PIMPIN THAN ALL OF MY FRIENDS BLOGS, BECAUSE IM A WAAAAAAAY MORE PIMPED OUT DUDE!!!!!!!!!!!
AND ANYONE WHO DISAGREES WITH ME BETTER NAWT SAY ANYTHING... BECAUSE I HAVE THE POWER TO DISABLE COMMENTS BABY, THE POWER TO DISABLE COMMENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND THATS A PRETTY PIMPIN POWER, THUS FURTHERING MY POINT!

so be jealous of my blog! go ahead! i'll understand! its just to much to handle!!! ooooo its like a potato fresh outta the oven and we're the circle of ppl throwing it from one person to another baby... its a pimpin hawt potato!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

xoxo cgn

lover of all things panic

2007-07-31T22:19:00.000-07:00

hello my good friends...

in case u havent noticed......

I TTLY PIMPED THIS BLOG OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ITS FUCKING SWEET NOW!!!!!!!!!!

i would also like to direct ur attention toward the pictures i have recently added. although they look like nothing, just hawt decorations, it was hell getting them on there!!!!!!!! so appreciate it ppl!!!! because i was justin timberlakes slave for u when i did that!!!!! shackles and everything. so i would like u all to take a moment and appreciate my devotion to this blog, to u readers, and most of all... to panic!, who deserves all the hard work i do for them for being a kick as band that will blow ur face off with amazing songs that will make ur girlfriends love them more.

that is all i have to say to u ungrateful visitors on my blog of panic holyness

good night, and good luck.

cgn

"pete wore a cape"

2007-07-31T20:09:00.000-07:00

conversation on msn between me and pudding. lmao

Its molasses made orange!!! says:
at the 2006 vma's
Its molasses made orange!!! says:
my husband had a hawt belt on
Its molasses made orange!!! says:
no nawt yet
Its molasses made orange!!! says:
i can though
Tree... says:
sweet
Tree... says:
at the 2006 vmas pete wore a cape
Tree... says:
idk y
Its molasses made orange!!! says:
lmao
Its molasses made orange!!! says:
thats fucking funny
Tree... says:
he dressed up like harry potter and went to the midnight movie
Tree... says:
he likes harry potter
Tree... says:
...
Tree... says:
lol

chew my stick??? chew YOUR stick!!!!

2007-07-31T18:30:00.000-07:00

thank the saints!!!!!!!!!!!

the bloody ceasar suh-lad was delivered and i am no longer a starving orphan.

although the image of me right now could lead u to think otherwise.

i just finished a grape blowpop and im eating the stick.
just sitting here... chewing away.
its one of my habits.
my quirky habits.
my EXTREMELY quirky habits.

it makes me look a titch like a hobo.... :o

so im starting to feel a little lonely.

my friends are reading my blog... but nawt commenting.

just telling me "oh its great!" over and over again on msn.

so cum awn ppl!!!! be cool and post a goddamn comment!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

kayluvyabye!

cgn

bloody ceasar!!!!!!!!!!

2007-07-31T17:35:00.001-07:00

WHERE THE HELL IS THE GRANDMOTHER WITH MY CEASAR SALAD?!?!?!
IM STARVING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FOOOD!!!!! I WANT FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ps. its one of those ones you get in the package that has the dressing, croutons, and parmesian cheese in it!!!!!!!!!

i didnt have lunch today. i had pudding. chocolate pudding

shit!!!!
my dawgs are still outside

ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

*****************

okay... now theyre inside. phew.
anyway. i had pudding.
and blackberry called me. we talked for about ten minutes.
here are the subjects we covered:
1. she couldnt come over
2. she was spending the night at her friends
3. when i eat pudding over the phone it sounds like a snail is stuck to the top of my mouth
4.neither of us are very good at talking on ze phone
5. we talked about rotten food in fridges
6. we talked about how sometimes when pudding (the person) talks to ppl and their conversation suddenly get quiet, she says "too bad harry potter isnt real"
7. she said she had to get off the phone cuz she had to go to the bathroom and pack
8. then we talked about talking on the phone while on the toilet.
9. then we said goodbye
10. then we hung up.

ive bin on youtube all day. i am an addict. i should go to y.t.a.a (YouTube addicts annonymous)

im actually working on cleaning out some of my patd videos i NEVER watch. and getting sidetracked by other videos.

btw here is my youtube account (dont stalk me like celery please)
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=mrschloeross

its pretty sweet.
post comments por favor.

anyway im gonna go sulk and nawt talk to ppl on msn while i wait for that friggin suuh-lad.
kayluvyabye!
cgn

karma police... dont we need em...

2007-07-31T14:29:00.000-07:00

so right now... for about the fifth time this afternoon?... im listening to the cover patd did of radiohead's karma police. and they do a kick ass job at it. the songs fucking sweet to. itll blow ur face off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (linklinklink>>>>>>>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxT5khprqGc)

lyrics....
Karma police, arrest this man,
he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge,
he's like a detuned radio

Karma police,
arrest this girl,
her Hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us

Karma police, I've given all I can, it's not enough
I've given all I can, but were still on the payroll

This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you fuck* with us

And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
and for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

(Ryan sings)
**I'm afraid that I...
I'm afraid that I...**

Well I'm afraid that I, I lost myself, I lost myself.
[*Note: in the original lyrics it says "mess" here, but in some covers Brendon sings it with "fuck"]

ne hoo...

today i was supposed to chill on the computer with my friend.... blackberry.... but when i called her at like 12, she was "out to lunch" with her friends. which is BOGUS!!!!! so now im sitting here. all aloney on my owney. talking to ppl on msn. about nuthing.

its rather depressing me.

so last night, after pickle read my blog, she decided to make one on her own. and now squash decided to make one. squash got mad at me this morning. i guess because i was being condescending in an email i wrote about her nawt having a youtube account. if you would like to get into this subject with more details... email me and i will give them. but in this blog i beleive that secrecy is the biggest stone of all.. henceforth the codenames and no email addresses that have bin posted.
i guess you could say i started a trend... even though i didnt. because i got the idea from another friend. a friend who wishes to be unnamed. but they kno who they are and thats ze important thing.

so i have good news. i have now officially showered!!!! im clean!!!!!!!!! and my hair is not in a ponytail... ITS A MIRACLE.

well actually.. i just put it up. lets nawt be mad at me for this, its the saints fault... THEY MADE ME DO IT!!!!!!!!!!

so guess what?

i have crusher. yes thats right there is a boy crazy enuf out there to like me. and my friend... banana... and my other friend...rice... yes he likes all three of us... A LOT!!!! the funny part is though, lol, hes 12 and none of us like him. i mean hes nice and all and we have fun talking to him, but personally, id date rice (who is a girl) before i dated him. just because i have more fun with rice. but dont worry. i am not a lesbian.

for those of u who kno chuck. hes never kissed a girl. WHICH IS COMPLETELY FINE. but the interesting part is... i kissed a girl before he did... and im a girl. :D (again i repeat nawt a lesbian. me and my friends just get really bored)
one day during space camp, rice banana and i were sitting on stage and for some reason banana kissed rice. and then i felt left out. so i kissed rice. and banana i think.and me and rice do this really funny thing where we make really random sexual innuendo's (sp????) and then we'd kiss (i think we only did the kissing thing like 4 other times) . just to be retarded. and because sitting backstage during a space performance is REALLY boring. so yes. i kissed a girl before chuck did. cool eh?

well thats about it. so ill prolly update later, just cuz i have no life

later alligater!

cgn

shampoo muffin...

2007-07-30T22:57:00.000-07:00

I AM IN DESPERATE NEED OF A SHOWER AND AN UNDERWEAR CHANGE!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
THE UN CLEANLINESS IS DESTROYING MY SOUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*some serious wicked witch of the west melting*

ps.
theres some creepy beetle crawling on the wall next to me. its seriously freaking me out. hes kinda big too... OH NO HE CAN FLY?!?!?!?!?!

oh my lanta, he dissapeared. DUCK AND COVER PPL, DUCK AND COVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

cgn

corrections......... in my hair......... :o

2007-07-30T22:44:00.000-07:00

so ive just finished talking to "pickle" on msn.
she has a coupe of corrections for my last blog entry.
here ze are...
1. she dislikes her codename; pickle
2. pudding did nawt tell her to like shaant, she "decided"
3. her and josie share the alphaness
4. she does nawt hate me
5.she is nawt my "friend" she is my friend
6.she thinks my blog is "tres cool" (actually she said col.)
7. she wants to see me.

and im pretty sure thats it. however... she has nawt finished reading my entries so there is a possibility there will be more...

and ps.
if you have any complaints on this added blog entry... do nawt take them up with me. the views and feelings expressed by pickle are expressed by pickle and pickle alone. thank you.

GOOD NIGHT, AND GOOD LUCK.

the secret life of posers :o

2007-07-30T19:08:00.000-07:00

have u ever bin called a poser?
by your friends? by your enemies?
well never fear!!!!!!!
the person-who-puts-a-damper-on-people-who-call-other-ppl-posers is here!!!!!!!

dun dun DUN!!!!! ITS THE P.W.P.A.D.O.P.W.C.O.P.P. !!!!!!!!!!!

a couple weeks ago my "friend", lets call her... pickle, called me a poser. i think i was talking about loving panic at the disco and she called me a poser. probably bcuz i just started liking them this summer. and also probably cuz i love ryan ross. but im still at ttl loss as to how that makes me a poser.

but wait!!!!
we havent even gotten to the good part yet.

it may also hav something to do with the fact that im "preppy" even though im ttly nawt. but the hypocritical/funny part is that pickle is waaaaay preppier than me. like shes an actual preppy. and shes into the same type of bands as im in to. and my other friend, lets call her pudding, suggested that i should like ryan ross because i asked her to help me to find a celeb to crush on this summer. now that also might be a reason pickle called me a poser. and so u kno, pickle likes shaant from cute is what we aim for

BUT WAIT!!!!!! THERES MORE!!!!!!!!!!

pudding also told pickle (as well as moi) which celeb she should like. and pudding said shaant. and pickle accepted it.

SO U SEE, MY DEAR READERS, SINCE PICKLE CALLED ME A POSER, SHE CALLED HERSELF A POSER, BECAUSE SHE GOT INTO THE BANDS SHE LISTENS TO FROM PUDDING, AND I GOT THE BANDS THAT I LISTEN TO FROM PUDDING AS WELL. and the funny thing is that most of the time i hate pickle. shes a bitch to me and she thinks shes the queen b and alpha of our clique. even though pudding is. and pudding is much nicer. and... shes just cooler than pickle. because pickle is a bitch to me, and being a bitch to anyone is not cool. or nice actually.

but you see... does anyone actually kno what a poser is????????? think hard. we all have to start somewhere with the stuff that defines us; our friends, our clothes, our thoughts, our music, our decisions.

so the lesson here ppl is...

1. BE CAREFUL WHEN U CALL SOMEONE A POSER................ CUZ U COULD BE CALLING YOURSELF ONE TOO :O

2. THAT PUDDING TASTE BETTER THAN PICKLES!!!! of course.... that wasnt really a lesson... because everybody already knew that. i mean cum awn. who likes pickles better than pudding?????

xoxo
cgn

hillary clinton

2007-07-30T14:26:00.000-07:00

i have news!!!!!!!!!
six ppl have now visited this blog and im completely thrilled about this!!!!!!
its almost as good as actually talking to a person instead of typing to a computer!

so about the title of this entry. i was talking to my friend on msn and i saw this picture of this lady who looked identical to hillary. it turned out nawt to be her, but it was weird cuz it suddenly occured to me : who is hillary clinton... REALLY???? i mean we all know who she is but what goes on inside that head of hers, ya kno????? does she prefer doubleberry poptarts or cinnamon brown sugar poptarts????? panic! or fob???? tampons or pads????? there's so much we dont kno about this woman!!!!

she has funny hair too.

now i g2 ask you guys... do you think that big gas guzzling trucks raised about three feet off the ground are just a titch ridik????? i do!!!!! u can friggin fit another car underneath those things. and the guys that drive them are almost as scary as the cars themselves, ya kno?

so today is monday which means there is a brand new episode of greek on tonight.

and i would like anyone whose reading this to watch this video. because i luv it. cuz g.r.r. fucking rules!!!!!!!!!!!!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSA2Btw6q7Q
it gets.... sexy in the middle. or at least... its sexy to me. cuz its about my husband. ne way... WATCH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

later alligaters (yes thats right... i did spell it right!!!)
cgn

gidday to the lockness monster

2007-07-30T12:21:00.000-07:00

hola.
today (as a type) im enjoying a medley of songs on my chloe #4 cd that me and my good buddy made. its rather refreshing for me, seeing as how i havent listened to it in about 4 weeks.

this morning i got out of bed with a sudden urge to have a 4gb ipod nano. since u all kno me... u kno that i have a 2gb philips mp3 player, however, it only holds about 350 songs and i got no space left on mine so i want an mp3 with more gb's. so i got on the computer today and looked at 4 gig ipon nanos (i really want just one of the plain white ones. classic is the way to go baby). i found a pretty cheap one but UHHHH-V COURSE, the grandmother is making me buy it all by me self. and seeing as how i only get 13 bucks a week, its gonna take me until the last week of september to pay it off. ttl crap. maybe shed pay for like, and EXTRODINARILY small portion of it if i cleaned the house and didnt yell at her for a while. hmmmmm. good plan dr evil, its flawless!!!!!!

besides that, my friend got braces today. shes not...... ummmm....... exactly thrilled about that.

im also not wearing pants. because pants are some stupid contraption the government invented to kill our right to free speech and the right to march around dowtown with signs saying "HONK FOR HEMP!!!"!!!!!! henceforth.... the no pants.

now i have a question.... when u laugh..... does the sound come from ur diaphragm?????? because that is vital information that EVERY american should know by age six i think. and ahhh-bviously im behind because i dont know. and i will not stand to be portrayed as a know it all who knows nothing. because thats just ridik.

do u ppl wanna know who i hate. ryan persky. i repeat RYAN PERSKY. and im being laughed at at the moment because i thought it was funny that my friend's screen name on msn said "i hate my BRACECS!" apparently.... its hilarious that i think its funny. ah well. my friend and ryan are losers anyway. they do.... afterall.... talk to me. now what exactly does that tell u????? yeah. i thought so.

so now theres this like dead silence. something you might expect after a major earthquake... but not after something that i said.......
well..... actually....... that tends to happen to me a lot. ill open my mouth... and then after that.... nothing. its like no one dares speak in fear that a rabid squirrel-rhino hybrid will jump out and attack them viciosly.

today is my first day without camp and im finding myself rather bored.

and my dawgs are sleeping. on the sofa. so im virtually alone. that is if u dont count patrick's voice thundering through my speakers. which i dont. because im not a crazy person who talks to computer speakers.

i dont think theres anything on tv. even if there is... im too lazy to get up and check.

actually....
i take that back. ill be back soon.

OH MY LANTA!!!!!!!!!!! THE NICK SHOW WAYSIDE IS AWN!!!! hehe!
g2g watch it, my homie g's.

later alligater (is that spelled with one L or two?????)
cgn

and i wish u didnt have the devil's curly hair :)

2007-07-29T21:59:00.000-07:00

hello readers!!!!

about 40 minutes ago i got back from the movies. and i saw the SIMPSONS MOVIE!!!!! and man was it fucking funny!!!!!! and i dont even particularly like the simpsons but the movie kicks a lot of mother f-BEEP-in' ASS!!! ( lol to anyone whose seen the video of panic! at the disco hosting rage :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RLiuI1dPMyE)!!!!!!!!!

i just finished listening to panics new song (its live though and it was their first time preforming it so they kinda sucked but w/e). and now im having a very... dead conversation with my friend about which movie she should download illegaly. she cant think of one.

anyway... i would just like to point out to u ppl who might (or might not... :o) be reading this.... not only did i make my blog today... but i was bored to the point where i made all 3 of my entries on the same day.

and another thing i would like to randomly add... is that if u have a youtube account.... like i do (mrschloeross is my username btw)... post it on this blog (or email it to me, because if ur reading this you know my email addy) so i can add u as a friend... cuz unfortunately i only have one right now which just further proves my point about me having a pathetic life.

but i must go now and waste my time aimlessly on youtube.
later gater!

cgn

and ps.
I DONT GIVE A FART KNOCKER!!!!!! LMFAO!!!

secrecy is my stone... and hopefully YOURS!!!!

2007-07-29T15:12:00.000-07:00

hello everyone.
yes thats right.
i have (hopefully) one viewer!!!!
exciting right??????

so as we speak.... or rather as i type... im watching youtube. and eating "lunch" (even though its 3:00 pm). but the cool part is what my luch is... an assortment of junk food. i have a neat lay out of a pack of double berry poptarts, some kinda stale goldfish, and a little baggie of fruitloops. yum yum!!!! its a wonderful way to pass the time. its also a very effective way to gain fifteen pounds, but hey, i dont have a bf. who do i need to impress???

other than that however... im still doing nothing, and am in desperate need of a hawt shower.

summer continues to fly by aimlessly in a cloud of.... clouds...... :o. its hawt, its sunny, and almost everybody i know is gone on a vaca. just like every yr!!!! ahhhh....... such familiarity. wow is that even a word. well if nawt, it is now cuz thats how words start!!! left, right center AND BEHIND.... ppl are complaining about going back to school. but im not fretting. it gives me somthing to do. although the constant judjement of my friends and piers is never something i look forward too. the harshest judjement is that of my friends though. im like second to bottom on the list of ppl they like in our clique. there are about six of us. and im all the way down at the bottom. but its weird... because i have been in this clique for seven years, since first grade, and yet it seems like most of my "friends" hate me. but then again... thats the way its supposed to be at my age right? well its bullshit and it sux. however.... one thing that does not suck... is eating fruit loops without milk in the middle of the afternoon.

anyway so summers ok, but boring, school sucks, but we have to face whether we like it or not, and fruitloops are awesome.
that is what we have learned from this extremely educational blog entry.
toodles!!!!!!
cgn

My Opening Blog!!!

2007-07-29T14:08:00.000-07:00

hello, anyone stupid enough to read this.
im chloe, and i created this because i have no life.
well... i did... until about ten last night...

so im involded in a performing arts school, SPACE, and we were putting on our anual summer camp show. in this particular play, i played an overcontrolling, skitzo station master. now, lucky bucky me, i got to wear a navy blue polyester pantsuit. and the play itself sucked, like it always does, but making it was fun. so the only reason i had a life then was because i was actually in contact with other human beings. whereas now im sitting at my computer typing on my new blog that no one is going to read. see what i mean about having no life?

anyway...
well actually... there is no anyway because at the moment ive got nuthing to say except for Panic! At The Disco rox and i love Ryan Ross! i love u nonexistant readers too!!!
kay. later!

-cn