'Nuff said.

Good Morning, World-Wide Cyber Freaks.

Today I woke up sobbing. I'd dreamt that both my mother, and my father had died at the same time. One of the worst things about this dream is that I'm just a little kid, and honestly, I don't think I'd have the strength to get over that too quickly.

When my mom and dad died, I was left with my brothers, and my grandfather, who can be a jerk.
Apparently, in the dream, my mom had adopted some girl, who was 13-ish, and the police wanted to talk to her. I let them in, and while she was talking to them, I walked to my mother's room, and was looking for something I could keep to remind me of her. Something like a necklace or a charm or anything small, because I knew I would have to leave and go someplace else. 

I found nothing, and began to sob loudly, alarming the cop in the other room, who then, rushed over and began to interrogate me. 

Then, I guess a few days later, I was on the computer looking up stuff, and I turned to my left, and my mom was sitting there, smiling. And I just couldn't take it. I started weeping, and I clutch her shirt, and I watched as she mouthed the words, "I love you," but I couldn't hear her, and it just destroyed me. 

That's where I woke up because of my sobbing, and I sobbed until it woke my mom up, and she came and crawled into bed with me, and held me tight. 

Thanks you, mom. Even if you did have morning breath. 

What I learned from this experience, is that, no matter what you do, you can't stop anyone from passing away. Tomorrow, or even the next few seconds, aren't guaranteed, and we should use the time that we have to love those around us. 

Ha! I just realized it's Thanksgiving break in the U.S. Hopefully, you'll be extra grateful this year for someone who has been a constant in your life. 

Happy Almost-Turkey Day (:

Update: 11/19/2013

Writing, writing, writing, and reading. . .

11-19-2013

I have officially missed two days of blogging. I'm not really that disappointed. Anyways, I've been writing today, and I'm very proud of my newest chapter. I'm thinking about posting a bit here, but I'm not sure yet.

I don't really have too much to say today, besides the fact that I just finished reading What She Left Behind by Tracy Bilen. It was awesome. I read it in eight hours. Sara, the main character, is just so real! I strive to write like Tracy Bilen. She is so awesome.

So, yeah. Besides that, there really is nothing to say, so. . .

Welp, goodbye. I bid you farewell, fellow cyber-addicts. Do the harlem shake, and maybe Santa will give you something besides coal this year.

Bai.

Day Two of Blogging ^.^

>.<

Okay, so, honestly, I thought this blogging thing would be funner, but then again, I haven't really 'advertised' my page thing, really.

Anyways, onward with my award ramblings.

So, today I have a rant for anyone who's willing to listen, er...read. I shall introduce this rant properly. . .

 RANT: FAKE PEOPLE

I just love bold font. Anyhow, on with my rant. Let's see, where shall I start? Oh, I know, how about those living, breathing Barbies, well, at least I think they're living.

YOU'RE NOT A FREAKING DOLL, HONEY. SHUT THE MACADAMIA NUT UP ABOUT YOURSELF. There, now that we have that out into the air, we shall rant.
Why, why, why, must I find these people EVERYWHERE!? I rarely meet a cool girl who doesn't care about her make-up or hair. Like holy bedsheets, what is up with you guys?

It seems that the world is overflowing with an abundance of clones, plastic ones at that, and I just cannot seem to take it. My head is throbbing, like, why?

Okay, I understand ^ that ^ made zero sense, but it was fun to type. It's kinda Jack Douglass's fault since I'm watching YGS. I strongly recommend it if you love yourself.



Okay, okay, bunny trail (what does that even mean?), back into the topic:

And, okay, even if there's too many brainless clones in the world, I could learn to be okay with that lie. i'd probably die of overwhelming hatred for humanity, but seriously, why are there so few awesome people? Why is everyone trying to be a Hollister model? Like, what the freaking damnation location, bros?

And dudes, it's you too! Guys are usually better, but there's always that crew of guys that's trying to be, like, "swag" or "yolo" or something? What is that? No, bro, I don't care if you have a freakin' eight pack, six pack, or even four pack xD I just want to be able to eat without worrying about if there's anything on my face. And joke about farts and stuff. That stuff is cool. I don't care if you have the newest phone, or a nice haircut, or those stupid baseball caps, or even straight teeth (fresh breath is mandatory, though). Okay? Okay.

And parents, where are you? Do you realize that your daughter's butt is hanging out? Isn't she like, eight? When I was eight, I lived in summer dresses, even in the winter. . .okay, maybe that's weird, but seriously, girls dress WAAAAAAAAAAAY too sexy. You're not 25, kid, you're 12. And remember, however you catch 'em, is how you keep 'em. Just saying.

M'kay, I guess I'm done, though I know that I could say more.

Now that I'm re-reading this, I realize it has virtually nothing to do with fake people. Oh well.

Bai.

My First Blog Post. . .thing. . .

So this is my first post. I don't know how long I'm gonna do this. Or what I'll do. Or even why I'm doing this. But I'm doing this, so. . .yeah.
I have a feeling this is gonna be awkward, because, well, that's just how I be. 

So. . .let's see, what to say, what to say. . .

Oh! Okay, so for dinner I had a burrito, with a glass of milk, and I ate the last of some chocolate cookies my mom bought. We just got two, 5 week old kittens from an animal rescue lady who is basically an angel. She throws herself in front of cars for children she doesn't even know! True story.

My name is TOP SECRET. . .so I'll just tell you my favorite nickname, Nessa. And no, my name isn't Janessa. 

I write books on Wattpad, and you can find me under the username @Madame_Fru_Fru . I'm currently working on about 12 books, but only about 3 have been posted >.<  
I am also learning graphic design, and I make book covers, book jackets, banners, and threads.

That's all I can think about now, so yeah. Thanks for stalking (: