is murder illegal in california?

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

she's ripping wings off butterflies, now

Um, wtf?
So...here's a ventilation post. I feel really...out of the loop. I haven't talked to some people in a long time and I feel like I did something wrong to them, I mean...I don't know.
*sigh*
Lemon, if I did something bad, just tell me. I feel bad that you aren't talking to me and I'm a stupid chicken who won't even text you.
All right....I need to do my french project.
-Angie

in retrospect, i won't do it again

I'm gonna break down these walls I built around myself.
-Walls, All Time Low.
--
I love ATL. Hahaha, they're cool. Rian, ftw. :D
Erm, anyways. So, day three of school. I hate Chemistry. Hate it with a passion.
French 2, as well. I mean, the class is fine...it's just the people! I cannot stand that room. IT'S SO FREAKING LOUD!
Um...anyways. Haha, I said 'anyways' twice. Stupid California accent. I can't say a single sentence without saying the word 'anyways'.
Not kidding.
...*resists urge to say 'anyways'*
On other topics, I hate romance. Especially Jerkass Prettyboys. They're really hot, awesome, and epic, but complete jerks.
Ugh, boo. I had a meh day at school today. I was pushed by my friends towards this guy who really likes me-according to rumors- and I wasn't happy about that.
He's the same guy that declared his love for me last year.
I just sneezed. Yes, you needed to know that.
...where was I? Oh yeah. My friends are on Team Gabe instead of Team Tyler.
...Oh my God, my friends are Shippers on Deck. I am so screwed.
(I've repeated the phrase 'he's not my boyfriend about seventy times these past three days.)
-Angie

a little bird told me you were depressed

Hi there~ Here's a fantastic post on how my life has been going:

School was...ugh. I liked my classes, but my World History class is devoid from people I know! DX I know, tragic, right? It's my first class of the day, too!

Time to make new friends...sigh. Everything after World History is A-OK, maybe except for Chemistry. Did I mention I hate Chemistry? No? Well, at the moment I'm working on homework I got for that class? WTF, right? I was in school for about half the day and I already had a crapload of homework.

Ugh...I need to do my Debate stuff. What am I doing here?!

Oh, yeah. Tyler issue. If you are a reader of the original blog, you'll know about him. He's my current crush and I'm completely head over heels for this boy. I saw him today and guess who almost died from heart attack? I did! Especially when he was hugging this girl for more than like, a minute.

CAN YOU HEAR THE JEALOUSY SCREAMING FROM MY SOUL!?!

...I should stop listening to screamo music. It makes me think of him.

He's in a screamo band. Ugh. Stupid Tyler. I hate him so much.

The line between love and hate is so...thin. You don't know when you've crossed it.

Hopefully, tomorrow is a better day.

-Angie

The Varient

Did you know that Angie has writer friends? (YES, I HAVE FRIENDS JESSE. I'M PRETTY SURE YOU WERE GOING TO POST A STUPID COMMENT LIKE THIS. DX)
...erm, where was I? Oh yeah, writer friends!
So, my friend Saro, just self-published her book. She's seventeen.
Think about that for a couple of minutes. She's a fantastic writer, so here I am, advertising! Her book The Varient (yes, it's spelled like that) is a Sci-Fi/Fantasy novel taking place in a Utopia in the distant future.
Here's a short summary, provided by Saro~!

Amryl Laque is the daughter of Varoron, a Captain of the Puran Guard, and saddled with a rather unremarkable power; she feels useless in a sea of soldiers until a 'falling star' throws her tiny, organised and docile world into chaos. Could this silent but expressive boy she calls 'Shadow' really be one of the dangerous Varient Strain, with a power that could destroy the utopia Ryl's father tried so hard to build? Or is it really a utopia at all?

Sound awesome? Click the link I provided. Maybe you know someone who likes Sci-Fi books? A great gift! :D
^^ So, check it~!
Thanks for reading~!
-Angie
PS: Chaos & Conflict is under steady editing. Expect an excerpt soon. ^^;

there, there katie

Did I mention my undying love for Jack's Mannequin? No?
Well, I love Andrew and Bobby and Jay and Jon. I love them very much.
You know something I don't love? Stephenie Meyer. What the heck is she doing directing Jack's Mannequin videos? It's not fair for Andrew. He's much too epic to be in the presence of Meyer.
A moment of silence for the epicness that used to be the song 'The Resolution'.
*five minutes later*
Anyways, um. I think Great Expectations needs more annotations. I hate it though, I hate going from page to page writing little things so that Randall won't murder me.
...tsk, I have to go do that.
Do any of you own pins that you don't want? I'm decorating my backpack with pins and stuff...so yeah~ ^^
-Angie