thanks for that boost of confidence, not

you know, it kinda stings when your own mother tells you that your brand new studded bracelet with an awesome key is "too emo" for our household.
thanks, but that was an alice in wonderland bracelet. i doubt it's emo.
i am so mad at the fact that i'm being labeled, in my own family. my bracelet is amazing and the complete opposite of emo. and i dont even freaking dress like one. you can describe my personal style as edgy-surfer-parisian chic. i'm a mix of extremes.
gah. i am banned from hot topic until i convince my mother that i'm not planning suicide any time soon.
xP
-Ang

can you give me a 'WTF?

OMFG. I'm posting this everywhere, seriously.
CHAOS AND CONFLICT MADE IT TO ROUND TWO! (and that's where it's staying probably :P)
Okay, the Amazon Breakout Novel Awards are under way, and I spazzed when I saw that MY BOOK made it to ROUND TWO.
Can you say 'WTF?'
I'm so delirious with excitement that I'm twitching all over.
Here's the site: http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/books/ABNA/Young_Adult_2nd_Round_entries.pdf
CLICK IT.
You will have to scroll down a whole bunches, but it's so worth seeing my last name (Lopez-Villarreal) and book in there.
-dies-
-Ang

dear vienna

[dear vienna, owl city]
Dear Vienna
I regarded the world as such a sad sight
Until I viewed it in black and white
Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape
And sealed the exits with caution tape
(Dear Vienna)
Don't refocus your eyes in the darkness
And don't remember this place unless
I describe all the things that you cannot see
And we'll unravel the mystery

Farewell, all my friends in textbooks, I'm going home
'Cause my blood cells cannot depend on the weather in photographs
There's a light show out my window somewhere way up there
Dear Vienna, are you singing?
Dear Vienna, are you swinging?
Dear Vienna, we were happy like the shades of May when we got carried away

(Dear Vienna)

(Dear Vienna)
I regarded the world as such a sad sight
Until I viewed it in black and white
Then I reviewed every frame and basic shape
And sealed the exits with caution tape
(Dear Vienna)
Don't refocus your eyes in the darkness
And don't remember this place unless
I describe all the things that you cannot see
And we'll unravel the mystery

(Dear Vienna)

I was so far out of place
Watching those stars in outer space
'Cause I am so far from where you are

There's a light show (light show) out my window (window)
Somewhere (somewhere) way up there (way up there)
Dear Vienna, are you singing?
Dear Vienna, are you swinging?
Dear Vienna, we were happy like the shades of May when we got carried away

(Dear Vienna)

lucy

[lucy] skillet
Hey Lucy, I remember your name
I left a dozen roses on your grave today
I’m in the grass on my knees, wipe the leaves away
I just came to talk for a while
I got some things I need to say

Now that it’s over
I just wanna hold her
I’d give up all the world to see that little piece of heaven looking
back at me
Now that it’s over
I just wanna hold her
I’ve gotta live with the choices i made
And I can’t live with myself today

Hey Lucy, I remembered your birthday
They said it’d bring some closure to say your name
I know I’d do it all different if I had the chance
But all I got are these roses to give
And they can’t help me make amends

Here we are
Now you’re in my arms
I never wanted anything so bad
Here we are
For a brand new start
Living the life that we could’ve had

Me and Lucy walking hand in hand
Me and Lucy never wanna end
Just another moment in your eyes
I’ll see you in another life
In heaven where we never say goodbye

Here we are, now you’re in my arms
Here we are for a brand new start
Got to live with the choices I’ve made
And I can’t live with myself today

Me and Lucy walking hand in hand
Me and Lucy never wanna end
Got to live with the choices I’ve made
And I can’t live with myself today

Hey Lucy, I remember your name

we are broken

we are broken, [paramore]
I am outside
And I've been waiting for the sun
With my wide eyes
I've seen worlds that don't belong
My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize
Tell me why we live like this

Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me

Yeah
Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And all the promise we adored
Give us life again cause we just wanna be whole

Lock the doors
Cause I'd like to capture this voice
That came to me tonight
So everyone will have a choice
And under red lights
I'll show myself it wasn't forged
We're at war
We live like this

Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me

Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And all the promise we adored
Give us life again cause we just wanna be whole

Tower over me
Tower over me
...and I'll take the truth at any cost.

Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And all the promise we adored
Give us life again cause we just wanna be whole

i hope you think of me

tim mcgraw, taylor swift.
-
sorry, i have that song stuck in my head, along with: tea party, kerli; follow me down, 3OH!3; and her name is alice, shinedown.
xD The Alice in Wonderland pre-soundtrack is phenom. All my favorite people wrapped up in a shiny CD with the Mad Hatter's face on it. Ain't that neat?
Anyways, I'll spread the musical love:
Tea Party, Kerli
Her Name is Alice, Shinedown
Follow Me Down, 3OH!3 feat Neon Hitch.
Yay for Alice! xD
I want this gorgeous ring, based off a tea cup~ it's from London, though. OMFG. Tomorrow's the World Premiere in London for Alice in Wonderland.
As you can see, I'm a major Alice in Wonderland geek. I'm sorry, I read the original book and the story totally mesmerized me, even with it's crappy ending.
ROTFL.
I'm reading manga when I can again. Currently reading No Heart Kuni No Alice, which is like, the AiW manga with an awesome storyline. xD Lewis Carroll must be turning around in his grave.
A moment of peace.
-five seconds later-
Alrighty, my day was okay. Ish. I think one of my friend is mad at me and IDK why. She like, totally brushed me off.
And I have no clue what I did to get her so pissed off.
But whatever.
Ciao!
-Ang
OH: AND PRETTY DRESS:

i just want to be rescued

So, who's ready for Alice in Wonderland's premiere in March? I am! I'm gonna go watch it in IMAX 3D with my two besties. I mean you Rachel and Rachel.
If you don't come, I think I would die.
Kapoof.
Anyways, today I went to work. Tomorrow, I want to go to the mall for the sole reason of buying some stickers and two rings. My LG Xenon is finally coming to me on either Monday or Tuesday, thank the Lord.
I just read the most intense fan-fic in the history of intense fan-fics. It was ridiculous.
Media Update: Can't write. So I resorted to AMVing. Visit my youtube channel~ www.youtube.com/CaliforniaRoyaltyTV
Have you had your fill of Paramore today? You should. I have Miracle stuck in my head, which is lovely.
-Ang

dear shanice;

it's been a while, hasn't it? we haven't spoken in weeks.
it's become a normal occurrence.
that's just great.
i miss you. i really do. but we sort of, i don't know, began drifting?
whatever. i just wanted to let you know that i got a pissed off when you told kate about my seventh grade adventures as the dictator of paris.
i mean, hello? was that really necessary?
anyways, i'm sorry and i forgive you.
just remember that your old friends are just as important as your new ones.
-Angie

two wrongs don't make a right, but three do

it's lent. a forty day holiday when you're supposed to finally forgive and forget. of course, this contradicts my motto: forgive, but never forget.
well, there's a first time for everything. in this holiday, you need to give up something you can't live without. guess what i gave up?
story writing.
guess who might not making it?
me.
well.
anyways, usual shouts:
rachel lemon: i love you. don't forget it.
rachel lime: if we don't make it to alice in wonderland, i'll personally kill myself.
sydney: hi. it's been a while since i mentioned you here.
oh.
let's play a game.
"Oh my God, you're bleeding strawberry lava!"
"Does this frog belong to you?" "Uh...it's my brother's?"
"You do know we have about 300 notes, right?"
"Yeah, in this one Star likes pro wrestling."
If anyone can guess who these lines belong to, post a comment.
I love you.
-Ang

okay. i owe you an apology, but you owe me the world.

Rachel Leah Lime Yorke; I'm sorry for not making it on Monday. I swear I was really sad that I couldn't but, things happen. Ugh, I feel like the worst friend in the universe.
Rachel Lynn Lemon Frost; I'm always there for you, no matter what. Even when we both don't feel like talking.
Shanice Jaime Castro; Life is changing, and I'm sorry for whatever's up in your side. Just don't forget my side, kay?
Anyways.
I feel like I can win the gold for 'worst friend in the entire universe, including Pluto'. I feel like crap.
So, I'll try to make it up. I promise.
*shrinks away*
-Ang

i am so pissed off that it should be illegal being this mad

Today started out bad. I was in Sacramento, it was six in the morning and this gut instinct told me "Get the heck up if you want to leave early!"
Then my mother tells me we're leaving at ten.
I quickly calculate the time. I thought we would be home by at least one. WRONG.
Traffic hits, and my life seems to darken by the second.
Guess who didn't go to the movies with her two best friends today?
ME.
AHHAHAHIAHJGASDKHJFNSD(I*U#JWEAKSDJFALKASKFJASDJFKS.
-Ang

dear nikki;

I believe it was a random day in the torture called 'physical education' when we finally clicked. We were both annoyed at the world that had brought us together. Why now? Why then?
Oh Nikki, I'm now glad that the world hated us both. xD
Was it seventh grade year when we had a common goal? Life had pulled a cheap shot and down we went. I rolled over a hill and ended up leaving during that same year. I continued on in life, leaving the people I knew and love behind. All to play the role of the lonely girl.
You were strong. You stood by my side, listened patiently at my raves and rants. I complained about life at a new school, and wrote you a note, every once in a while.
You deserved more. You left me Christmas cards, and I did nothing. It caused me pain that I had such an amazing friend that I didn't look out for.
I knew you were the bond that held Monique, you and me together. You were the venator. You were the boat that kept our lives together.
I didn't realize that the boat had tipped.
Freshmen year came rolling by. Boys, drama, karma, and life were out to destroy our perfect year.
The roles were reversed. I was suddenly the boat.

Nikki, even when the world comes crashing down, remember that someone out there loves you;
I will always cherish the friendship we have. In my darkest hours you were there for me, without wanting anything in return.
I look at you with such admiration.
I wish that we could go back to the days when we graffited our lunch table with sharpies. When we threw marinera sauce at trees. When we stuck yogurt lids under said table to mark the days that had gone by.

I wish we could go back.

Let's just go back to the days before our world came crashing down,
Nikki.

-angie

a sonnet for the boy whose heart I broke.

A knowing smile and too bright eyes that look at me with such demise

On this spring tale that begins to close.

For you accompanied me with bloodshot eyes

For the sky was still ablaze with simple prose

Walls full of writing greeted me, unsure of their meaning

I simply continued my journey across the land of Death

Suddenly you spoke, releasing me from this beating

Drums clashed and sirens wailed as you drew your last breath

Oh, how the memories flow from this inky pen

Calligraphy strokes hit the paper, words forming from my thoughts

You are somewhere in California, waiting for an elusive ‘then’

But when did your quest decided to become a knot?

A never ending journey to the unknown

Oh please, for me, why don’t you just come home?

dear monique,

dear monique,
my partner in crime.
a girl who met me for the first time.
the day was cold, being November and all,
her eyes were bright, lit with curiosity.
they showed some insane luminosity.
I was scared. So frightened, I knew this girl was going to be someone worth fighting.
Then, life brought us together, we became a trio. Nikki, Monique, and me. We were best friends.
Inseparable.
Winds of change, oh why the heck did you change this?
Our lives were wonderful. Some kind of perfect. Until the last day of summer rolled by, life came calling.
Whisked away.
I disliked that immensely.
We weren't Inseparable.

So what were we?

You gave me a promise. A promise of friendship until the end of time.
Determination can work miracles. Many things changed but your friendship didn't.
Even when I doubted the length of our friendship so many years ago, I still can't believe I doubted you.
Of all the people in the world that I call my life, you are cherished.
You are loved.
I live for the moments we can see each other, the days that we can reminisce on our sixth grade year.
It was an insane ride.
Now we can go back on, and scream our heads off
Just like last time.

Oh, Monique.
A timeless tale enfolds us all.

dedicated and inspired by the timeless monique vianney; rachel.
-angie

a million dollar question never seemed so tempting.

remember our lovely story? oh dear, why must you run from me? please, oh please,  i miss our conversations that lasted until the next day. oh dear, my darling, why did you leave?
-
that was a direct line from the last book I'll ever write.
Enough said.
Okay, most of you know that the first book I wrote was Chaos and Conflict, right? Well...
ah. The story revolved around Vienna Amaraylis and Roxas Reynadli.
...pssh. I'm changing Roxas's name. O_o 
Yep. I don't want Squeenix wanting to kill me over it. It's either I change his name or Sora's. If I do change Roxas's it's gonna be Zane! Do you not realize how hard it is finding names that go lovely with Vienna? Bah, the downsides of using an original and awesome name. I totally hate my writing at the moment. It's all crappy and full of shitake. I want to throw my laptop off the Empire State building, yet I don't. My writing is what defines me. That's the sad part. I don't know who I am.
For now, that is. Soon, I'll begin complaining about how I just want to lose myself in the crowd. The contradictions of life! 
Anyways, Zane or Roxas? Sora or Joel? Joel...Monique...mm. That sounds lovely.
xD *is zoney lately* 
Currently, The Killers are my writing muse. They are amazing. Have you been on my twitter? You should visit it and follow me. 
www.twitter.com/viennaroxanne.
You just should. For the sake of the world and of knowing where in the world I am. I feel myself fading ever so slowly. As if Life and Karma were working against me.  
Oh, and this is something random that I decided to show the few people that actually read my blog:
"Dear Vienna,
Hello. It's been a while? Maybe? I can't really see the line between time and being. Everything is blurry. So very...blurry. As if the night was missing her stars. As if Monique fought with Nikki. As if you left me.
Wait. You did leave me.
I'm glad you did. Who knows what mess you would be in if you had stayed."
I look at the piece of paper, stained with what I hoped was water. 
He had sent me this letter before the day he slipped into a coma.
What the heck was his problem? No 'I love you'? It was ridiculous how I was still pining over the boy that had left me out in the rain so many years ago.
Idiot.
-x-
This is...ah, the prologue of The Final Stage. The last book I will ever write. I need to stop thinking of amazing ideas. I want Stage to be what I will be remembered for. The Final Stage goes through Zane/Roxas's proposal to Vi, and all the crap that happens before they make it down the aisle. That is, if they do make it. I'm not sure if they'll end up together. That would suck immensely.
Something I think is hilariously pathetic? Me. I'm bending my back trying to please everybody. I'm sick of it. I wish I was my best friend. I wish I had a best friend like me. Who would wait for you. Every. Freaking. Day. I'm sick of how people throw me away. It's...sad. Depressing. Bullcrap. I mean, after, what? Three years? Going on four-of friendship. Find some better friends and bam. You're done. Average fourteen-sixteen year old girls care only about five things: boys, gossip, phones, getting better and higher friends, and making a new name for themselves.
I'm not saying that we're all average here. I'm just bitter.
When did my life go so...wrong?
-Angie