The Bible of None of The Above

HEART LIKE A HAND GRENADE REVIEW.

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Thu, 26 Mar 2009 06:31:56 GMT

Just got back. Hella traffic from LA to OC...ugh it's hell.

ANYWAYS!

1. The band was NOT there. Not too much of a problem. Would have made everything PERFECT. Anywho.

Overall note about the director: I like him a lot. More than Sam Bayer that's for DAMN sure. I saw Sam at the premiere of Bullet in A Bible and he just seemed so full of himself, just always halfway unbutoned shirts and thought he looked cool. This guy just was totally passing out leaflets, you couldn't even tell he was famous. Hell, I didn't know who he was till it finally clicked. lol He was thanking everyone for coming out, just walking through the line, it was great.

And I know Ima forget shit, cuz hello, it's almost midnight and I have to turn in some homework by midnight, but I don't think ima do it. YEAH.

Anyways, got a free shirt with the Live Freaky! Die Freaky! logo on it, cool. New PJ shirt. hah.

Now to the movie. It starts out a little funky then goes to serious. It's very artsy so you have to actually be in that kind of mode to watch it, as all through Jesus of Suburbia there's this old style dancing that's...odd. It happens all throughout, but mostly in JOS.

Basically, they show the band recording and goofing off, as well as just chatting, and then it shows snippets of that first live show with American Idiot mixed with recording to the actual song playing in the background. They do this all throughout the movie, so it's like listening to the whole album. Only negative: Holiday was skipped and only briefly touched upon.

PLUS PLUS PLUS! Unrecorded song was introduced here. It was BEAUTIFUL. "Let me know a time to say I love you" were just some of the lyrics I remember. Was an accoustic ballad. SO AWESOME. I want to get a hold of that sometime or another.

Random: There were a lot of random scenes, duh, it's Green Day. And there WAS nudity, mind you. I remember you PMB! haha THE GOAL IS COMPLETE. that is all. haha.

But yeah, there is a skinny dipping scene with Mike and Tre.

It was extremely funny, my mom and I were laughing through most of it. They did put most of the emphasis on Billie Joe, but hey, he's the frontman, right? lol

And lo and behold, the teenies were disenfranchised!
1. There were none there! They showed BJ and he just got some cheers like the rest of them.
2. Billie Joe touched upon the teenie issue and the GD haters. haha. He mentioned that he read what people were saying about how supposebdly people think Warning sucked ass, but oh yeah, BJ's so hot! haha. It was hilarious, he just totally brings them down a lot and I was LOVING IT.

*sigh* I'm forgetting a lot of shit, I know I am. I'm just uber tired. I can honestly say that watching this has definitely rekindled my love for this band and their music...it came at the PERFECT time before this new record. I need to see them live again...just have to...

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sat, 07 Feb 2009 04:05:31 GMT

Okay, so anyone who wants to, fill this out by commenting me. Then repost it and I'll fill it out on your journal!!

I want to get to know you! :)

01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
02) What was your dream growing up?
03) What talent do you wish you had?
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
05) Favorite vegetable?
06) What was the last book you read?
07) What zodiac sign are you?
08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.
09) Worst Habit?
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11) What is your favorite sport?
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13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
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20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be and why?
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31) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
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33) Favourite and least favourite food?
34) Do you believe in God?
35) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?

Stuffff

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sun, 01 Feb 2009 04:33:32 GMT

So our family friend is A LOT better from what I've been hearing. I mean, she's still in the Intensive Care Unit, but she's responding. Everyone's been there to help her out. I haven't been there because I've been WAY busy, but my grandma's been there daily and she's told her that I'm going to be giving blood the next time I can. It's most likely the next time the truck is going to be at my college.

I did my shoot today at a local park and the pictures came out great in my opinion. There are a few that didn't come out as so, but I'm happy with them. I'll be sure to update when they're done editing by Bruce. I've also been putting thought into which photos should I make into my portfolio. I was told that no more than 15 is a decent amount, so out of all my pix, I have to choose fifteen. Ouch. lol If you haven't already, add my photography page at www.myspace.com/alexiphotography Thanks. :D

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dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Fri, 30 Jan 2009 21:40:11 GMT

I don't do this often, but I'm sort of begging.

Please donate blood. Please. It's so important.

Our family friend is still in the hospital, she's responding now. Her heart did stop on the way to the hospital, so her organs started to shut down, but they're getting them back up and running slowly. She's had like 9-10 pints of blood transfused into her already, and it's so important. If it does get worse again, she'll need more blood. She's having a lot of trouble because she's over 60 and she's had health problems, but she's one of the strongest women I've ever met. I'm going to make an appointment before I go to work to donate tomorrow morning in her name. I'm O- so I have universal blood, but just donating counts. It's not that bad. I have the worst pain tolerance in the world and it doesn't phase me.

Just please donate blood when you can. Go to givelife.org to make an appointment, they're super flexible. Whenever you can, just do it. You can save 3 lives by one pint...or in this case, help out in those emergencies...

Photographhy

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 18:42:52 GMT

So I went to the Beach yesterday! I know, odd, it's in the middle of winter. Surprizingly, it was a beautiful day. Kind of cold, but it was refreshing.

I got LOADS of great pix. Check them out!!!

www.myspace.com/alexiphotography

THANKS :D

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 05:46:23 GMT

Crap, Overbooked 5 rooms here, 1 room at the Travelodge...total of 6 rooms we don't have a place for...

Wonderful.

And I'm workin that night. this is why i wanted to be gone by that time, but i'm stuck here due to the economy. =[[

damn. i have no idea what we're gonna do...religious people are BITCHES.

seriously. it's a fucking religious CONVENTION.

DREAM Act

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Thu, 08 Jan 2009 01:52:24 GMT

Please go here and vote!! It takes like two seconds. You can only vote once this round anyways, but still, it would mean alot. Check it out, read the page and vote. :D

Sick.

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Thu, 01 Jan 2009 23:21:39 GMT

Shit, I'm sicker than a dog. Mixture of hangover and actually being sick.

And I'm at work.

SHIT.

idk what to do......;_;

HELPHELPHELP.

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 04:58:15 GMT

How the fuck do you put a dvd onto an iPod?

I know you need a converter and/or decrypter or whatever, but I can't find a reliable one or anything that WORKS.

for FREE.

*fail*

HELP!!!

Photo Update:

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 03:35:01 GMT

Just got extremely bored and after making Hot Cocoa, I thought it looked pretty. Besides, I'm in the photo taking mood.

^_^

More at the personal MySpace, and at the Photo MySpace page Yo.

Fire

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sun, 16 Nov 2008 22:30:54 GMT

For those of you who don't know, there are fires all around Southern California...very stressful. Many People are displaced.

I dont' mean to sound like I'm advertising here, we're seriously worried. My mom's manager and everything and she decided to give lower rates for thsoe displaced.

Ramada Limited Suites in Anaheim California will be offering lower rates only for those displaced by these fires.

Call (714) 971-3553 For more information and mention this posting.

Only serious callers, please.

VOTE

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 03:14:18 GMT

Be sure to vote if you are already registered.

(it's my mom's birthday tomorrow too..heh)

Vote for what you want. Don't vote for what you THINK is the popular vote or what SOUNDS good. Do your research before the big day. Know what and who you are voting for. Know where your polling place is.

Don't vote because you think your vote will count.
Vote to exercise your RIGHT to vote. =]

As of tomorrow, we will know who the next President of the United States of America will be.

No On Proposition 8!

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Thu, 30 Oct 2008 20:31:44 GMT

Less than a week to go before we go to the polls and if you live in California, voting no on proposition 8 is the right decision.

The example they keep giving is that it was taught in second grade in Massachusetts. 1. It's Massachusetts.
I know this proposition will (if it's voted NO on) will change the Sexual Education in SIXTH grade to being taught of both heterosexual and homosexual relationships. My boyfriend doesn't think this is good because it's still early in children's development and it could influence a decision. I don't mind it, if I had a child, I would let them be taught about it, but enforced at home that it is THIER choice, make it up to them and no one else.
AND AND AND!
Before Sex Ed, a permission slip is sent home and a parent can choose to take their child out of class that day. The commercials lie when their government said they couldn't...that's bullshit. Maybe in Massachusetts, but in CALIFORNIA? Hell no, we're bitches over here. lol

Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that these people only want the rights to get married so that they can have the same CIVIL rights as everybody else. I don't mind these people being together. I don't have a problem with someone's sexuality, that's their own choice.

Religion should never be tied in with politics. That's final.

Vote No on Prop. 8 Please.

P.S. Public Entry. =]

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dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 00:23:00 GMT

I haven't been here for a while (there's news). Just been working full time at the Ramada Limited lately. So yeah.

Anyways, what I'm here for:

As you guys know, I'm totally for immigration. It's like a passion thing. I'm against those anti-immigration people, just extremely closed mindedness. ANYWAYS.

If you guys agree, please visit this profile I made on myspace, join up, spread the word, do whatever you can. If you guys are into graphics, I could use those, anything you guys have to help this along. I can't stay quiet anymore....this needs to get huge...seriously.

www.myspace.com/therealamericandreamm

it's called The Real American Dream.

so please guys...join?

Huntington Beach, California

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sat, 18 Aug 2007 17:23:22 GMT

(Shit, haha, meant to post this somewhere else, but feel free tolook at my pix anyways. HAHA)

I went there yesterday with my boyfriend as a sort of "end of summer" thing. hehe. Yeah, we just went. These aren't the best pictures I've ever taken, but I just wanted to relax so I didn't take many. I just wanted SOME at least.

We got there and saw this sign that I found kind of funny seeing how everyone was in the water anyways (note the empty chairs)

(sorry about the size, no program on my comp resizes anymore without losing quality)

High Color umbrellas

A couple relaxing and looking at the ocean..

And a boat

And that's it. =[

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Fri, 27 Oct 2006 23:25:02 GMT

SERIOUSLY?!? SERIOUSLY.

*kicks computer*

Freaking programs menu doesn't even come out!!! FUCKING VIRUS!!

I'm not in the fucking mood to deal with you right now!!! fuck!

It's not letting me click anything outside of freaking internet explorer windows and idk how long that'll last.

GUESS WHAT? WE'RE GONNA WIPE YOUR DRIVE YOU LITTLE FUCKTARD! YEAH!

I am so going to mom's work tonight to use her computer. Not in the mood.

OMG now the security thing isn't coming up, so this is public. WONDERFUL.

Part Three!

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 02:44:07 GMT

Okay, I read through it, I think it's decent enough to post. As I've mentioned before, this is the largest part up yet. =]

Title: Untitled for now.
Author: *waves*
Rating: Let’s just go with PG13 for language.
Disclaimer: All characters are fictional and are not to be reproduced in any way. Haha, wow.
Notes: *points to paragraph above* =]

“Hey, hun. How was school?”

I shut the door behind me, surprised to hear my mom’s voice talking to me at this time. “Hey. You’re home from work early.”

“Yeah, slow day and absolutely nothing to do.”

“That must be good then.”

“So, how does it feel to be back in school again? Fun, yes?”

“Was that a serious question?”

She laughed, “Nah. Hey listen, I want you to vacuum the living room later, is that alright?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“I’m gonna make you anyways.”

“There’s my answer. In that case, ‘suuure’.”

I told her I was going to head to my room and did just that. I threw my binder onto my dresser and plopped myself onto my bed, then stared at the ceiling. I kept thinking about Clo and whether or not I was going crazy. Nothing paranormal has happened to me before this, I was just another person in the world, another girl you see every day. Nothing special. But an angel? There had to be a mistake, or I was conceited enough to believe it. I remembered the note and pulled it out of my back pocket of my jeans, where I earlier put it after staring at it in class. I stared at the penmanship. It was so clean, so neat. I knew of no one who wrote like that. It was almost like something you would see in a wedding invitation, not a class note someone hands to you. So it definitely wasn’t a prank by a classmate. Any classmate of mine, enemy or not, would have just scribbled something down. This letter was from someone of high-stature. So an angel? Quite possible now.

‘Look at me, I’m getting technical about this. What is wrong with you, Dani?!’ I rolled over and buried my head in my pillow, soaking the warmth of the fabric. It was dark, it was quiet, it was great. Only one problem: I couldn’t breathe. I rolled back over and propped myself up against the wall.

“Good thing you’re not trying to suffocate yourself.”

I jerked and whacked my head on the wall, “Ah! Oh my god, Clo, you really have to stop scaring me like that you know.”

“I know,” she grinned, “but sometimes doing all of this is really fun.”

“Yeah, on your part. “ I rubbed the back of my head, “So, what are you doing here, anyways?”

She shrugged, “Just checking up on you. I heard many of your thoughts, quite loud, I must say.”

“You could even hear my thoughts?!” Great, now I can’t even think.

“Of course.” She pulled a few strands of hair out of her face and ran her fingers through them until they went behind her ear, “But don’t worry, I only hear the important stuff. Well, I can hear all of it, but that’s all I really listen to, if you get me.”

“Uh..yeah.”

“As I’ve said before, I know you have many questions. Most are going to be answered as we go along. But I have a little bit more information you can know though.”

“And what would that be?”

“Well, there are going to be a few people involved as well as yourself, so it’s not like it’s just us. And you’re not going crazy. I promise.” She smiled.

“Others? Like, people I know?”

“Perhaps. You will know them eventually though. I don’t know who they are yet, but that’s another reason why I’m hanging around you, to see if there’s anyone around here involved. There are a few other girls around that I already know are involved, but there are other angels like myself who are with them.”

“Where are they?”

“Random areas. I‘ll have to double check, but you guys couldn‘t get more scattered if I wanted you to..”

“Oh” I’m not going to lie here, I didn’t have any idea what she was talking about. I was just glad I wasn’t alone in this.

“And one more thing before I leave. Try not to tell anyone about this.”

What? Now I can’t even tell anyone? I’m going to go even crazier.

“You’re not going to go more crazy. Eventually you could tell people, but for now, try to stay on the down low.”

I sighed in confusion and frustration, then rubbed my face, “Do you mind if I ask you a question?” I opened my eyes to be surprised that she was still there and didn’t disappear this time.

“Shoot.”

“You keep talking about ‘when this happens’, ‘when that happens’….when will that happen exactly? I mean, like, how long will we wait? Will it be something where it will be years in sort of hiding thing before anything happens or what?”

She bit her lip and frowned, as if she was thinking. “To tell you the truth, I’m not entirely sure. I don’t think it will take that long before anything happens, but for it all to be over..now that is something that may take a long time. But only if we’re all willing to be in this together and we stick through it all, even if we lose everything in the process.”

Oh my god, this was serious.

“Yes it is” she continued. I forgot about the reading of the mind thing. “Now, if you don’t mind, I have other business to attend to.”

“What if I need you or something?”

“Oh I’ll be around. But if it’s something really desperate, I’m sure I’ll know about it sooner than later and I’ll be here.”

Horray for vagueness. Oh crap, “Sorry.”

She chucked, “It’s fine.” She waved a bit, I blinked, then she was gone. I lied back down onto my bed, then after a while went to finish off the rest of the night.

I understood Chloe’s reasoning for everything, but I wished she wouldn’t have been so vague about it all. Maybe if she could tell me who this guy was so I could look out for him? Maybe if she told me how I could get into contact with the others that she mentioned, we would all talk about it and share thoughts, but no, they’re probably as confused as I was right then. At this point, I kept thinking it was pretty cool to be involved in all of this. It’s just what I was always looking for, some sort of purpose, but something this big? God has a sense of humor. But anyways, I was willing to go all the way with this, anywhere I’m needed, I would try my hardest to be there. I had a feeling these other people would become close friends, and friends were everything to me, so I would be there for them. It was that simple, or at least I would hope it would be that simple.

After I vacuumed, cleaned up a bit, ate dinner, and did some first day of school homework benchmark stuff, I went back up to my room for sleep, because sleep is a very good concept that many people don’t get. I was hoping I would get to sleep in less than an hour, just so I could get my mind off of everything for a little while. Again, let me just say, God must have a sense of humor. I started to get frustrated that I couldn’t get sleep, and it was nearing an hour that I was laying there, then the last thing I remember was the digital clock reading one minute after the hour mark.

As I said before, sleep is a concept that some people just can’t grasp their minds onto. I hear a thud on the side of my bed, which I also feel, and it jerks me awake. I grunt a bit, so if it’s mom, she’ll just go away. I flick on the light next to my bed and look around. There was no one there.

My shoulders slouched and I whispered, “Look, Clo, I’m tired, there was little sleep last night and sleep is all I want, okay?”

I waited. I don’t know what for, but I waited.

“Is that you, Chloe?” I whispered again, then shrugged and turned off the light to try and get back to sleep. I relaxed and tried to think of just blackness to try not to think too far into all of this again.

“You wish” I heard in my ear. My eyes shot open hearing this man’s voice. This was definitely not Clo, unless she had some sort of sex change without letting me know. I couldn’t bring myself to whisper anything back to this guy, so I wondered if he could also read thoughts.

‘Then who are you?’ I thought.

I heard him chuckle. Apparently he could read thoughts then. Good to know.

“How rude, I should introduce myself” Whoever this is, I imagined him grinning. I sat up and looked to my left, where the voice was coming from only to see a dark shadow. But I’m sure I was only a shadow in this darkness as well. “My name is Lance. You should remember that”

Oh, who the hell does this guy think he is? Stuck up, I’ll tell you that right now.

“Don’t think I didn’t hear that,” he continued. I’m surely not used to any of this yet.

“And how rude of you!” he said again.

‘Why, I’m sure you already know my name.’ I thought.

“Of course I know you, Danielle.” I shivered at the sound of my name and how he said it, “But I wasn’t talking about that.” I saw the shadow shrug, “But I guess that doesn’t matter upon first meetings, now does it?”

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ I thought.

“Well, you will. Mark my words, and you could let your ‘Clo’ know too, you won’t win in this. I know all of you now, and it won’t be long until you all back down. So pathetic. But I guess I can’t complain. It would be great on my part, after all.”

‘You just keep thinking that now’ I thought. Bad idea. I saw the shadow lunge towards me and I fell onto my back onto my bed. My eyes widened when the shadow pinned me down and looked me in the eyes, and I saw his bright green eyes, unlike any I have ever seen before. His grip tightened on my wrists against the mattress and I tried wiggling out of his grip, but it was too strong.

“I could easily just end your life right now, rip off your beloved wings you know.”

I continued squirming, only causing him to be amused. He leaned towards my face more, as if to say something else to me, but went to kiss me. I turned my head so he could miss my lips. I felt the coldness of his lips on the end of my jawbone, then a rough bite. I held in a yell, no one else could see me like this. Instead, I bit the inside of my cheek, holding in anything that would come out.

“Never” he spat in my ear, “Never will you resist anything I do.” He then softly kissed where he bit before, and made his way down my neck, biting as he went lower. I tried rolling over to possibly pin him down, but it was no use, his grip was still not loosening.

‘W-why are you doing this?’ I thought.

“I know you want this.”

Oh my-where the hell is Clo when you need her, damnit? That only brought another chuckle on his part, followed by him trying to impersonate my voice, “Oh, where’s Clo? Clo! Ahh! Help me! Eeeee” He laughed and stopped the kissing, which was now on my shoulder. “She won’t be here for a while. You have to love keeping her busy. It’s so easy! Now….” his head backed away from mine. Thank god. He stared at me, but again, not at me. Something above my shoulders. He let one of my wrists go and his hand moved towards whatever he was looking at. I rubbed my wrist against the blanket, getting rid of the stinging that was there from his grip. His hand stopped somewhere above my shoulder and it looked like he was petting it. His other hand released my wrist as he got on the side of my bed again, still marveling at whatever he was petting. His hand met the other, they went together, and gripped it. I looked at his hands near my head and whatever he was grabbing, it glowed at his touch. Then I heard a small ripping sound, followed by a sharp pain in my back. I grunted, still holding in anything that was to escape my lips.
“Wait, stop moving” he said. His voice was so much calmer than before. His face went towards his hands, and he kissed what he was holding, and just ripped. His lips glowed at contact.

“There. Now it doesn’t look like I hurt you.” He let go, nodded at me, then was gone. My eyesight never left where he was a few moments ago.

‘Did that just happen?’ I thought. I was wondering if that’s who Clo was talking about, to be careful around. Speaking of her, where is that so-called-angel?

“Oh my gosh. Are you okay?” I finally heard her voice. I tried to reach to flick on the light switch. It took more energy than I thought it did. When I finally reached it and laminated the room, I plopped my arm back onto the bed, next to me and stared at the ceiling.

“Dani?” She said, and I saw her from the corner of my eye walking over to where I was.

“Yeah, I think I’m fine.” I whispered.

She looked at me, “I’m sorry”

I sat up and leaned against the wall behind me again. I winced at the contact, but then slowly leaned completely against it, “Sorry? That’s all you have? Where were you?”

“He set up a barrier. I couldn’t get to you.”

“A barrier? They have those now? God, what can’t you people do?”

She frowned, then looked above my shoulder.

“Uh, what does everyone keep looking at over there?” I looked above my shoulder and saw nothing. That’s where he ripped something, and it hurt, but how could that hurt?

“He ripped something?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Mind if I take a look?”

I raised an eyebrow and scooted away from the wall so she could see the back of me, “Sure.”

‘Although I have no idea what you’re looking at,’ I added.

“Remember when I mentioned wings?” she said, examining me.

“Yeah”

“That’s what we see.” She said.

“We? Who’s we?”

“Lance and I.”

“You know that guy?”

“I know him, not proud of it, but I know him. That’s who I warned you about earlier, you thought right. Okay, I’m just going to let you know what I’m doing here, but I’m going to fix what he did, ‘k?”
Fix it? “Yeah, that’s…fine.”

I felt a bit of warmth on my shoulder, and I was guessing that a hand was on my back. It was different from the cold feeling I felt a while ago, that’s for sure.

“I can’t believe,” she said, “I can’t believe he has the nerve to go after all of you.”

“All of us? He went after the other girls too?”

“Yeah, that’s where I was before I tried to get here. He knows who all of you are now. I knew this time would come sooner or later, but it’s too soon. You are all barely starting to realize all of-”

I winced as she touched something that was sore, I’m guessing.

“Sorry.” she said.

“It’s alright.”

“But anyways, you are all barely starting to realize all of this, he has no nerve to go after you yet. Apparently he’s scared to let you guys get to know much more because he knows you all have the potential to beat him.”

“Oh.” I said. I didn’t know what else to say. Then I got curious, “What did he do back there, anyways?”

“There we go, it should feel better now. But he ripped your wing, I guess as a threat. I’d be careful now.”

“Well even if I am careful, there’s little way to fight that. I just tried, he’s a strong one.”

“Yeah. I don’t know how you could fight that yet. But for the meantime, just keep your eye out for him.” she said. I backed up to the wall again and leaned on it, looking at her.

“Oh yeah, I have another quick question. Is there any way I could get in contact with the other girls? Possibly to talk to them, share thoughts, you know…”

“Hm, I guess there could be,” She thought, “I think one of the girls goes to the same school as you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I believe so. I could introduce you two tomorrow.”

“That would be nice.”

“And the rest,” She thought some more, “One more is in the general area, but the rest you’ll have to contact through the internet or something. Whatever you have in mind. But eventually you’ll all be together.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah. And I forgot to mention, most of the time when I’m around one of you, or the other angels like me for that matter, we’ll just try to give you a sign that it’s us somehow. If you have some sort of random music player or something, we could use that to let you know we’re here, or there are countless ways. Just little signs to look out for.”

“Uh, alright, I guess that works.”

“Okay then. I have to go.”

“’Kay.”

She nodded and was gone again with her soft smile. I sighed for the thousandth time that day, turned off the light, and lied back down.

Sleep is a great concept. The only problem is that some people can’t grasp it.

~End of part three~

Another story. bwahahaha

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sun, 13 Aug 2006 20:42:00 GMT

While I'm on the laptop, I thought I might as well post the second part of the story. And Steph, if you're on LJ, sorry chick, my AIM just died on this thing completely. My bad.

Title: Untitled for now.
Author: *waves*
Disclaimer: All characters in this story were made up in my imagination and are not to be duplicated in any way. ;D
Rating: Uh, PG13 for language? Maybe?
Notes: *points to paragraph above* =]

“Dani!”
Nah ah.
“Dani!”
Does no one understand the concept of sleep today?
“Damnit Dani, wake up” I felt a flick on my ear.
I shot my head up, “Holy shit, I fell asleep in class?”
“Hah, yup” Chris was leaning on my desk with his arms folded and his head on his arms, looking quite amused. I looked around to see the students slowly emptying the room and the teacher not even caring that I fell asleep.
I ducked down, “And you didn’t even bother to wake me up?!” I whispered.
He smirked, “Nah. You seemed to have an intense dream, so I figured you should get as much out of it as possible, you know?”
I raised an eyebrow, “Did she notice?” I gestured towards the teacher.
“Yeah, but do you think she cares? ‘Course not.”
“Thank god. So much for a good first impression, huh?”
“Seriously. And hey, there’s a break after the second period on the first day, or at least I think I heard the loudspeaker say that. I’m gonna go chill for a bit. Catch ya at lunch, yeah?”
“Fine, whatever, leave me here.” I winked, “Yeah, I’ll catch you later.”
He walked out of the room and I stretched in my seat, slowly sliding down the seat. I realized I must have looked like an idiot, so I sat up. I looked at my folder, already having papers sticking out of it. My eyes narrowed. ‘I wonder…’
It had to be a dream. Chris said it was intense, and this was pretty intense to me, so it had to naturally be a dream..right? I opened the folder to see the sheet of paper where I wrote down all the supplies. ‘So far, so good’ I picked that up and saw the doodle page and sure enough, it was the man with the sword. And under that sheet of paper was the folded note that was passed to me. This was no dream. I put everything in my folder after realizing the teacher was looking at me oddly for staying in class when there was a ten minute break during school. I walked quickly out to the hallway and looked around for someone I knew so that I could get my mind off of all of this stuff. I decided to just head to the restroom to clean up. Along the way, I felt a nudge on my shoulder.
“Heeey Dani!”
Ugh, Jessica.
“Oh hi, Jess! How are you doing?” I asked, though I didn’t care.
“Pretty good. So, what was that note about?” She raised her eyebrows twice and I raised one of mine.
“Uh…” Nice thinking, Dani. Stammering is always the way to go.
“Oooh, was it a boy?” She perked up.
“Uh..sure” Does she not know that I don’t do relationships or something?
“You have to give me the details”
“There’s nothing going on” For once, the truth.
“Oh. So it was like that then? I’m so sorry”
“What are you talking about?”
“I know what it’s like to go through a breakup with a note. They’re evil sons-a-bitches.”
“Oh” God. What. A. Freak.
“So it was like that?!” She continued.
“I didn’t say that” Oh god. Can anyone say “future rumor”?
“Okay, whatever. I’m reading you like a book right now, you can’t hide anything from me.” She smiled.
“Haha, nothing gets past you now, does it?” I didn’t know she could read…
She winked, “Alright, but I really am sorry. You let me know who broke your heart and I’ll fuck ‘em up for ya.”
“Okay, you do that.”
“Who was it?” Shit, she was serious.
“I’m not ready to share that information yet.”
“Okay okay, I get it. Sorry. I’ll talk to you later”
I nodded forward and smiled. Suuure you’ll talk, I won’t get too much in there.
So, aside from the brief encounter with Jessica, I made it to the restroom finding nothing wrong with me and lasted the rest of the day with no interruptions. I hung out with Chris during lunch, then when he asked if we could hang out after school, I told him I had to get some things together for the next day and just wanted to relax. Thank god he understood. I’m not the explaining type of person.
Final bell of the day. I sighed and stood up from my seat, then made my way to the back of the school building. I found the third bench and sat on it, then waited. I had no idea what this was about and wondered if it was a smart thing if I listened to an anonymous letter saying to meet possibly for the first time.
‘At least if something bad happens, there are people around and they could report if I get killed’ I thought to myself and smiled a bit.
I looked around for the next ten minutes for anyone who could be wanting to talk to me. I just let loose and lied on top of the table, shut my eyes, and let the shade of the nearby tree cool me off, then I sighed.
“Good, you’re here”
I sat up. It was Clo.
“So it was you who sent the letter, huh?”
“Yeah, I’m glad you got it.”
“So, um, what is this all about now?”
“I was hoping you’d ask that. But first, do you mind if I could take a closer look at that drawing you drew in Chemistry?”
“Sure?” I opened my binder and handed it to her. She looked at it then smiled and nodded.
“So,” I started, “what does that have to do with anything?”
“Have you noticed anything weird lately? Like any odd dreams that stood out or anything?” She asked. She is just pushing it with her steering away from anything I’m talking about. Ooh, maybe I’ll get Jessica on her ass, that’ll scare her away for sure.
“Like what?” Pretty vague if you ask me.
“Possibly relating to this drawing, preferably”
“Nothing too much. Just,” one dream stuck out, “There was this one dream I had a few nights ago. It was something like, I was watching myself and there were a few other people around me. We were all in a row and facing a larger group of people, then in front of us was a boy. Not sure if it was a boy or a man, but it was someone…and you could pretty much say that he was in charge or something”
“Really…”
I couldn’t believe I just told some dream to some random stranger. Mental slap. “Uh, yeah. Don’t know what that would pertain to, but yeah”
“It actually means a lot. I didn’t know you were involved in this. I knew you’d know about it all sooner or later, but actually involved? I was proven wrong.”
I don’t get one word this chick is saying. Whatever she’s on, I never want that stuff.
“Huh?”
“Listen, there’s someone out there now who isn’t the greatest person ever. Quite possibly the worst.”
Haha, this chick had to be joking, “Heh…like what, some sort of evil angel sort of person?”
“Exactly.”
Wasn’t expecting that.
“But that’s where you and I come in,” Chloe continued, “I’m actually an angel.”
“An angel? That can’t be possible.”
“But it is.”
“Then where are your wings?”
“They’re invisible to you for now. I can see yours too.”
“Wings?”
“Yeah. I was able to see them earlier this week, so I knew he’d find out sooner or later, so I’ve been watching over you.”
This couldn’t be. I have wings? I’m an angel? There’s actually an antichrist? Who is it?
She chuckled, “Don’t worry, all of your questions will be answered as the time goes along.”
I looked around, “I didn’t say anything.”
“But you were thinking it.”
I looked over my shoulder at some of the people walking by, catching what seemed like casual glances every few seconds, “Do they see you or does it seem like I’m talking to no….” I turned back to face her to face the back of the school building, “one. Oh great.”
She was gone. In frustration and confusion, I lied back down on the table and looked up at the clear blue sky, wondering who would listen to me if I ever told anyone about this day.

~End of Chapter 2~

Off to house computaaaa! *skipps off*

Story time! spaz

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 06:10:19 GMT

Ah, so here it is. I couldn't think of a title, so if any of you have an idea, go ahead an shoot it out, 'cause I'm at a loss here. =P Let me know what you think. I don't think it's a purely final draft, but there are little minor things that need to be fixed, maybe for flow or something, but I haven't caught that stuff yet. So, I'm gonna shut up now and put it in here. =]

Title: Untitled for now.
Author: *waves*
Rating: Uhm, PG13 for language? Maybe?
Disclaimer: This came from my immagination. None of the charecters are owned and were made up in my mind while brainstorming. Note the word "fiction".
Notes: *points to paragraph above*
Summary (in case you don't care. =P): "Nothing paranormal has happened to me before this, I was just another person in the world, another girl you see every day. Nothing special." But what Danielle has to worry about is much larger than battling her thoughts between what's right and wrong, and what's true and what's not.

“Ahh! Damnit!” I yelled into the darkness after I jammed my toe into the side of my bed. I had gotten up to check the living room because there was movement in there and I had no idea what it was. Since I was at my bed, I apparently found nothing in there and figured to try and get some sleep. I was already up until three AM anyways. And I know what you’re thinking, ‘Oh, the naughty teenage girl out with her boyfriend all night, huh?’ Ha, funny. I wish I was out with my boyfriend, if I even had one in the first place. Actually, it was just a bad case of insomnia for the night and I was watching television until three in the morning. The only bad thing with that was that I had school later that day and I’d have to get up in three and a half hours anyway. Figured I might as well try to get some, if any, sleep that night, but something in the living room woke me up.

Needless to say, after I actually fell asleep, my mom woke up to go to work, so that woke me up yet again, so I just gave up on sleep and stayed up until I watched the alarm clock on my dresser go off. I turn it off, then wait until my mom leaves for work before I actually get out of bed.
“Six thirty, wow, I got no sleep at all….” I said to myself. I walked over to the wall where my music was and picked out one of my favorite, faster albums just to keep myself awake. While getting ready, I couldn’t help but feel a sense that someone was watching me, but every time I looked, there was nothing there. Paranoia’s a bitch.

I got to school via the most fashionable way possible, the bus. There’s nothing like being crammed with three people to a seat while the bus driver blares the hits station, seriously. You only live once, everyone should try it once in their life. One piece of advise though, bring your own music to listen to with a CD player or something, it’s crazy. But this time I sat by someone I actually knew.

“Oh, hi Amber” I said.

“Hey Dani! What’s up?”

“Just surviving, you?”

She laughed, “Yeah, same here. Are you ready for the brand new school year or what?” Oh you have to love sarcasm.

“Definitely. I love the smell of new packages of paper in the morning.”
“Can’t forget the sharpened pencils!”

“Ah, who uses pencils anymore? It’s all about the mechanical pencil or that new concept, the pen!”

“…I use pencils…”

We busted off laughing. At least this was starting off as a good day and I hoped it would last throughout the day.

Getting to school, I parted with Amber and went off to locate all of my classes so I wouldn’t look funny walking around dumbfounded. First period: English. Joy.

It was during class that I got that odd sense that I was being watched again. After a few moments of shrugging it off, it was still there, so I looked at where it might have been coming from and there in a seat across the room was a red-headed girl with wavy hair, and she was staring at me. Well, she was staring at me, but not directly at me. Make sense? I didn’t think so. She was staring at something that seemed above my shoulders, so I looked behind me thinking that it might have been someone else she was looking at. I forgot I was in the back of the row. I look back at her and she smiles warmly, almost approvingly, then nods and looks to the teacher again as she continued explaining the curriculum for the year. I never saw her around before, possibly a new student. She sure as hell looked like she belonged here, maybe a senior though, but she was in this class, so she had to be a junior. Saved by the bell next, I had to know what she was staring at me for. I waited by the door for the girl to come out. No red-head. I peek through the door, she wasn’t in there either.

“What the hell?” I muttered.

“Excuse me?” Mrs. Rye asked.

“Nothing.” I walked out to my locker to put the new novel we got for English inside of it. No use starting the book tonight. I get up to it and the thing wouldn’t open! I kicked the bottom of it and it popped open. I smirked, thinking how cool that must have looked. Okay, so not too cool, still, I opened it. I bed you couldn’t have done that.

I shut the locker door after putting the book inside and I turn around to go to Chemistry and there was the red-head. I squeaked in shock when I saw her. I know, squeak, get over it.

“Surprise you?” She asked, amused.

“Just a little…”

“Hi, I’m Chloe, but I prefer Clo or just C for short thanks.” She held out her hand for me to shake it and I followed her implication.

“Uh, I’m Danielle, Dani for short.”

“I know.”

“How the hell do you know that? Excuse my language.” I added that last part just in case, you never really know who you’re talking to.

“I’ve been watching you for a few days now.”

Okay, can anyone say ‘just a little freaked out’? I couldn’t, apparently.

“Uh, okay?”

“I bet you’re wondering why, aren’t you?”

“I’d say so”

“Well, I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you that yet.”

Then what was the point of you asking?

“Then what can you tell me?” I looked to a friend I missed over summer and waved as she continued talking.

“All I can say is that I’ll be keeping an eye on you for a while.”

Watch out, here comes sarcasm again, “Oh no, who’s after me this time?” I look over to her-she’s gone. I didn’t know where she went, almost like she disappeared out of thin air. I looked around the hall and there was just the same familiar faces I remember from last school year.

“Seriously?!” I yell into nothingness. I look around and a few people looked at me and I looked around too, “Who said that?” I waited until they looked away then turned to face my locker again and I lean my head against it, “My god, I’ve gone crazy.”

“I’d say”

I squeaked again as I turned around. “Damnit, Chris!” I shoved him playfully then gave him a hug. “Did you have to scare the crap out of me?”

“Hey, don’t get mad at me” he said, “I was just agreeing with you.”

Death glare.

“Oh, I mean, you’re not crazy. You were just talking to nobody, that doesn’t make you crazy at all.”

I gave him the finger and rolled my eyes, then laughed, “To change the subject, what’s you’re next class?”

“Chem…oy”

“Same here!”

“Sweet.”

“Let’s go.”

As we started walking to the next class, I figured it was now or never to ask him, “Hey, do you know a Chloe? “

“Uh…no, I don’t think so…”

“Clo?”

“Nope”

“C?”

“Nah ah.”

“You’re no help.” I chuckled.

‘So I definitely lost my mind now’ I thought. What else would explain that after all? Talking to someone who doesn’t even exist and it’s some stalker? Oh yeah, that has crazy written all over it.

“Room 203” Chris said, “here it is!”

“Do they really need over 200 classes? Jesus…”

“Guess so.”

The bell rang and we all piled into the class. I sat in the back as usual, with Chris on my left. I got out two sheets of paper, one was for the supplies and curriculum, like the teacher requested, the other was for doodling that I was bound to do. I wasn’t about to sit around and actually pay attention the whole class on the first day of school. It’s a gradual process, school is. You can’t just come out of summer where you did little thinking, to full, head-on concentration the next day, it doesn’t work.

Just as I predicted before, I started to doodle with only three items on the list: a composition book, a separate binder for the chemistry papers, and five dollars for a small lab fee. I made a few simple circles and lines, as I usually did when drawing something. Usually they came out to form a skeleton sort of thing, then I’d put actual body parts on it, but when that didn’t work out, I decorated around it and made it look complicated. This time, the skeleton turned out beautifully. ‘Maybe this one will actually look good for once’ I joked with myself. Lately I was trying out different stances for people rather than the usual front portrait. This one looked as if it was going to hold something and looked almost as if it was bound to get ready to sprint any second. And who knew? Only with a few simple circles and lines did that come to be. I looked to the front of the class and caught up with two more items on the list, then went back to the doodle page. I made the figure male and when I finished the basic outline, I stared at it for a second or two. It looked familiar, but I couldn’t remember from where. ‘Probably some random déjà vu or something like that’ I figured. Then I got to his hands. I just ignored the face. I never drew anything with faces because that destroyed anything I drew. I thought about what he could be holding. A simple few lines later, I realized that it could very well be a sword. It was an…interesting drawing, to say the least. I was never into this kind of animation, things that look like they’re about to battle or kill something. Always just drawings that say something without saying anything at all. Stuff like that.

‘You’re going to need this later’ I thought.

Wait.

What?

That wasn’t me. But it was. What?

I waited.

Don’t know what for, but I waited.

Nothing.

‘Okay, that was odd. Ignore it, just look back to the front of the class. No one else cares, so I shouldn’t either….okay, there we go…be on time every day…in your seat…yada yada yada..good.”

“Psst”

I look to Chris, who’s hand was over the desk, passing a note to me. I glanced to the front of the class to make sure the teacher wasn’t noticing, then quickly grabbed the small, folded up piece of paper.

“What’s this?” I lip out.

“I don’t know” he lipped back.

“Who’s it from”

He waved his hand towards the other side of the room. He didn’t know. Great, anonymous letter. Oh will I have a story to share with Chris later. I unfold the paper.

Hey
I know you’re wondering who this is, many people would. Let’s just say we met earlier. I see that drawing on your paper and you didn‘t listen to me before, but now I can tell that the time must be right. Meet me after school at the third bench behind the main building and I’ll explain what I can. Just be careful. If you’re slowly realizing all of this, someone else is realizing that you are getting it, and they won’t be too happy about it. So just be careful for me. I’ll be keeping an eye on you.

~End of part one~
Uh, by the way, I know I tend to over-explain things, so let me know if there's alot of that and if it's making it weird to read. =] Thanks for reading, if you got this far! =P And the tense, omg, if I screw that up, I'm such an idiot. I've read this over and over and I don't think there's anything wrong with that, but if there is, hahaha, wow.

This looked alot longer when I typed it out for the first time. =\

Dude, Going to Pasalaqua...I mean, come on!!!

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Sun, 28 May 2006 01:56:25 GMT

Okay, I've posted alot today, I'm sorry, but I found something!!

http://www.kroq.com/kevinandbean/breakfast/index.html

There's a Green Day breakfast with Kevin And Bean (KROQ morning show) back from 2000 right when Warning went out. There's three parts, it's super fast. I mean, it worked on my comptuer with it buffering once. ONCE. And it's hilariuos. AND THEY PERFORM GOING TO PASALAQUA!! I freaked out and it made my day. ^_^ So, enjoy it. It is quite long though, but totally worth it since fans ask questions and everything. Enjoy!!

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Thu, 25 May 2006 04:44:21 GMT

"Paper Lanterns"-Green Day

Now I rest my head from such an endless dreary time
A Time of Hopes and happiness that had you on my mind
Those days are gone and now it seems as if I'll get some rest
But now and then I'll see you again and it puts my heart to the test

So when are all my troubles gonna end?
I'm understanding now that we are only freinds.
To this day I'm asking why
I still think about you

As the days go on I wonder
will this ever end?
I find it hard to keep control when you're with your girlfreind
I do not mind if all I am is just a freind to you
But all I want to know right now is if you think about me too....

Garrett, just please let me know already instead of just ignoring me already. It hurts. It would actually hurt less in my mind if you told me. Date Kearstin already, you two are perfect together, I can see it, and you two are already practically dating, so just do it already. Thanks.

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Mon, 22 May 2006 23:24:34 GMT

Wow.

Note to self: Never screw with the looks of my journal again without time to spare.

News from Sirius AltNation

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Thu, 20 Apr 2006 04:42:58 GMT

"In other news, Fall Out Boy is now the first band to ever reach 10,000,000 plays on purevolume.com!"

..Random

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Tue, 18 Apr 2006 18:28:58 GMT

My mom was watching the news and came out to tell me this:

Bejing is having one of the worst sandstorms like..ever, and they decided to take action. The government is making RAIN CLOUDS.

WTFH?? They're not saying how..but they're making rain clouds so that it could push the sand/dust down. She read a book on it and we've been expirimenting with it for a long time in Alaska or something.

Again.....WTFH?

dumblondegrl2790@yahoo.com — Mon, 10 Apr 2006 01:11:56 GMT

"....When we were young the future was so bright, the whole neighborhood was so alive. Every kid on the whole damn street was gonna make it big in every beet. Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn. The kids are grown up and thier lives are worn. How could one little street swollow so many lives?"-The Kids Aren't Alright-The Offspring

I need a concert. There are two coming up that I really want to see, but I don't think I can make it. Aiden is coming to the little club here in Anaheim, Chain Reaction on the 23rd, but I think it's sold out already (the place holds what? 200 people at most??). Then there's Flyleaf coming to West Hollywood on may 8th, but (1) it's a Monday and (2) My mom doesn't want to drive to Hollywood AGAIN. We've driven tehre too many times over the past year and gas is going up. ;_; I want to drive!!!

And what did I just learn today? I have a stigmatism!!!! Not sure if I spelled that right, but I do. When eyes normally pan from side to side, it's a smooth movement. My eyes kinda click to get where they want to go. Or jerk, rather. That causes probelms when I read and causes my eyes to blur! I have glasses to attempt and fix that, but they dont' work. Next time I'm at my dad's, I'll casually mention it, and my jaw (which is getting worse by the fucking day. I can open it today, but tomorrow, guaranteed, I won't be able to open it an inch). Fuuuun stuff.