Somewhere where no one can hear me scream

Have I mentioned that the bane of my existence comes out at Christmas time? Yeah.  A little green plant. Which is liked by few, yet feared by all. It's official! Mistletoe is the worst thing ever. Yeah... Well, I gotta leave here in a few to play Santa and put presents under the tree. Anyway, I hate mistletoe. Evil, that's what it is. I want to burn it. Along with the face that has been stuck in my head.

Shut up, voices, or I'll poke you with a Q-tip.

Yeah, I'm insane. But I have an equally insane(ly) high IQ> Seriously. As of 6th grade (4 years ago) my IQ was 128. That's 4 points shy of a genius. Uberly scary.

Anyway, I'm also obsessed with the Jonas Brothers. Seriously. Yeah. Kevin's favorite sport is pole-vaulting. And Joe's is wiffle ball. At least Nick likes something normal. Baseball. Better than wiffle ball, I guess. Yeah. Anyway, off again. Will update later this week.

CYA!

Been a while since I last posted.

Um... I finally fell out of love with the guy I liked and am fully back to crushing on my boyfriend. And, I have become a raving Jonas Brothers fan girl. Which I need help with. Like, now! I seriously know their favorite sports, favorite ice cream flavors, birthdays, hobbies, etc. And I'm actually taller than Nick (and older by about 1 1/2 months) and as tall as Kevin (who's 20). I have no idea how tall Joe is, though. Maybe he's actually taller than I am (though I doubt it). And I'm seriously crushing on Kevin.

Anyway, will write more later. Still been sorta depressed. I don't know why.

"Sam, plenty of anthropologists dress up like the people they're studying."
They come back a little while later.
"Daniel, find me an anthropologist who dresses like this and I will eat this headdress!"

I can't stop feeling
These tears
Escaping,

I can't stop feeling
These tears
Roll down my face,

I can't stop feeling
These tears everywhere.

I'm in love,
But not.
I kissed a guy,
But not.
I had a good friend,
But not.
I had everything,
But not.

Guys suck.

I hate my life.

I am now completely awake. I didn't get to sleep until 5:00 AM!! And then, my mom woke me up at quarter to seven!! Only an hour and 45 minutes of sleep! She's lucky I didn't commit murder!

Can't Sleep. My mind's too busy. I'm listening to music to calm down, but it's not working. Darn.
Sleep
You elude me,
I almost catch you,
But you slip through my grasp.

I keep trying to catch you,
And I fail,
Until I stop trying,
You come within my grasp again.

I fail again,
Trying to catch you,
I give up trying again,
You yet again come within my grasp.

I give up trying to catch you completely,
And I feel the darkness wash over me,
And I finally sleep.

Not one of best, but I think it's okay. I CAN'T SLEEP!!!

"I've been up late writing books,
all about heroes and crooks,
one of them saves you from this,
the other one steals you--

Of all the places I've looked,
and all the pictures I took,
one of them's here with me now,
I'm finally finding out how,
Sure things fall
And all sure things fall."-Yellowcard's "Sure Thing Falling"

I am always there,
In the shadows,
Watching silently.

I see a danger ahead,
I attempt to warn you.

You ignore me,
As usual,
But then,
Life as you know it is gone,
Just like you.

Bet you regret it now,
Never listening,
Never caring.

I warned you,
So much.

So many warnings,
Ignored.

You had a chance to listen,
And now you're gone.

“So, ideas?” I asked, wondering what they were going to do.

“Yes, sir! But first, I think this is yours…” Harry said, handing me the MOST important page of my journal. Oh, god. Malfoy is SO dead.

“Harry, Ron, Hermione, this page has one of my deepest, darkest secrets. Can you guys not tell ANYONE about this?” I asked, hoping they would keep secrets.

“We’ll try, professor.” Hermione said.

“Ok, that’ll do.” I agreed. “Now, my secret is, I’m allergic to cleaning agents. I break out in hives when I even smell them.” I stood there, waiting for them to start laughing.

“Really, Professor?” Hermione asked. “When did this allergic reaction first occur?” I smiled, that typical Ms. Hermione Granger. Living for facts and information.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I said flirtingly, watching as they gained looks of revulsion. “I’m only joking. You’re not my type, Miss Granger.”

“THANK GOD!” Harry and Ron shouted. “You made me sick, violently sick.” Harry continued, while miming gagging.

“Now, about Malfoy,” I said. “He’s allergic to seafood, chocolate, and strawberries. We can prank him, make him lose every point in Slytherin, or just flat out kill him. Opinions?” They all thought for a moment.

“Murder!” Hermione was the one to shock them all.

“Hermione, I‘d thought you’d want to save us the trip to Azkaban.” Ron said is surprise. I couldn’t help but agree with him. Miss Granger, not caring about going to Azkaban?

Unthinkable.

I've decided to start posting my ff here simply because I feel like it. So, here's Unlikely Partners, chapter 1!

Snape sat in his room, growling menacingly. The world was out to get him. AGAIN! Stupid students. They tortured him. HE was going to punish Malfoy. No, he was going to KILL Malfoy. With the help of Ron, Harry, and Hermione.

It started out as any normal day, he got out of bed, had coffee, got dressed, and went to the Great Hall. He looked at Gryffindor table with disdain.

Normal day. So far...

His first potions class after lunch was the fifth year class, the one with the "Golden Trio". He twitched. Neville Longbottom was in his class. Damn! Why was the world such a-"Severus?" Professor Flitwick began."Uh, do you keep a journal?"

"Yes... Why?"

"It is posted every where... by Mr. Malfoy." Snape glared at Flitwick.

"WHAT THE HELL?" Snape shouted. "I'll kill the fudging brat!"

"Erm, you'll have to get in line, he did the same to Mr.'s Potter and Weasley, along with Miss Granger." Snape walked out of his rooms, keeping what flitwick had said in mind. People can't read that! It says why my hair is so greasy! So, he did the same to the Trio, did he? Time to find- "Professor? We were just looking for you." Hermione Granger said.

"What a coincidence, I was just looking for you as well." The trio looked at each other. Having Snape look for you was NOT something good. The three of them gulped. "It's okay. I was just wondering if you would help me destroy Malfoy."

"Gladly!" They chorused.

"Excellent. Let's step into my office, shall we?"

Poll #852874 Stargate Sg1
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Have you watched Stagate SG1 and how cool is it?

Watch Stargate if you haven't. And if you have, Whadda ya think?

Being bored out of your mind is a good thing, somedays. But on days you're supposed to do stuff, like homework, it sucks. I hate days like that. Like today. I'm supposed to be doing my homework, but I made a LiveJournal account and am posting this message. So. Bored. HELP!!