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So, I have a new musical obsession, my friends.

VOCALOID. IT'S INSANE.

Just...listen to this j-Pop goodness.



^That's the awesome remix with actual people singing. F YEAH, AWESOME COVERS.

Anyhow, I never got to write an actual coherent post about The Hunger Games. I need all of you to read it, because I have no one else to talk to about this awesome series.
Basically, the first book The Hunger Games is about 24 teenagers who are thrown into a game of survival, where only one wins. Katniss Everdeen's little sister, Prim, has been chosen to participate. In order to save her life, Katniss takes her place. Along with Katniss, from District 12, Peeta Mellark is chosen to play. Right before the Games start, Peeta confesses his love for Katniss and it all goes downhill from there...

Catching Fire is right after book one, and thus, I cannot really explain the summary for this book because of spoilers. Same with Mockingjay. Either way, by the end of the series you will most likely want a Mockingjay pin or something of the stort.
Also, you'll either be on Team Peeta or Team Gale.
Team Peeta, because he's the best thing since sliced bread.
(He's the baker's son. *cues 'ohhhh's*

Anyways, I really recommend the series. I also want all of you to read it BEFORE the movie comes out next year. Suzanne Collins-the author-is currently working on the script, so now all we want is for Hugh Grant to be Cinna, the man who designs Katniss and Lady Gaga's outfits.
(He also started a revolution with THE POWER OF FASHION! F YEAH, CINNA!)

...All right, bye!
-Angie

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Dear Sutthida Torr:
Please stop annoying me about my love life. I don't have a boyfriend and your comments simply rub the salt in the wounds. It also pisses me off and I feel like throwing something whenever you open your mouth. Yeah. So, stop it and shut up. Or I'll start the blog without telling you and make you and Kyle's relationship the front page.
Yeah, that doesn't sound pretty, does it?

Dear Erika Kroker:
STOP. PUSHING. ME. TOWARDS EDWARD AND GABE. NEXT TIME I WILL MAKE YOU PAY ME ALL THE COOKIES I'VE BOUGHT YOU. YEAH. THAT'S A LOT OF MONEY, ISN'T IT!?
(Meaning stop it. Please? I'm begging.)

Dear Rachel Lynn Lemon Frost:
I really love you, but if you keep texting me for the most random things without asking me about my day I'm going to have to come over and find out what the heck is going on over there. I'm sorry about you being stressed-trust me, we all are- but...yeah. I miss you.

Dear Rachel Leah Lime Yorke:
You. And. I. Need. To. Hang. Out.
Soon, because I'm going to finish your notebook tomorrow. I think I should add more pictures to the cover...but meh. I probably will.
I love you and miss you, too!

Dear Everyone Else Who Reads This Blog:
I'm really sorry for bombarding all of you with this information. But I'm just really tired about the teasing/crap that I've been getting these past two weeks. So yeah. Read The Hunger Games. Soon. It's the best decision of your life.
(Maybe not.)

Love,
-Angie

a place where unanswered questions lay in eternal snow

...I AM DONE WITH MY HOMEWORK, SCREAM IT UPON EVERY MOUNTAIN TOP!
(I'm just really excited. Gonna go get me a copy of the Hunger Game Trilogy today, yes sirree.)
-Angie