Sooo...

It's been a while.

Dude, I found this totally 3p1c site called Encyclopedia Dramatica. You should look up some of you favorite stuff on their and chuckle at it's ph41l--I mean truth. :)

I just realized this entire blog is 3p1c ph41l. Oy vey.

Oh yeah, I watched RENT and fell in absolute love. It's my obsession, as is E.D.

Hmm... I don't think there's much else to say. I probably won't be posting anymore.

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No school.

Ha, this really has no point except to announce we have no school and to make up for the poem I didn't write last night.

I noticed all my poetry is depressing.

I'm such a drama queen.

Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention. Freeman said I was really sweet. :D

He was sick yesterday, and even though he was getting sick while we were talking, I stayed on the phone with him so he wouldn't be alone.

I probably would have stayed with him if we were together, too. I just felt really bad.

I said, "Freeman, are you sure you don't want to get off...?"

And he replied, "Not really... unless you want to."

I paused for a moment, then smiled to myself. "No, I'll stay on with you. You really need someone to stay with you right now."

And, although he was fighting the urge to get sick (which is actually pretty gross, but I wasn't going to be mean) he said "Really...? Wow, you're a really sweet girl..."

He sounded impressed, and really thankful.

And then about fifteen minutes later he had to get off the phone really quick. I think he was being sweet and was
getting off so I wouldn't have to hear him get sick again...

Blah. Anyway, even though that was a pretty gross rant, here's my random poem:

~Not Affection, Not Attraction~

I can't decide if I love you
The way your eyes will shine
Continues to drive me insane
I cannot make you mine.

You smile so softly right at me
I giggle at the act
Your teasing ways may mess me up
But really, that's a fact.

I stare at all the other boys
And none of them compare
To you, the one I love so much
My self-proclaimed debonair.

December 12th, 2008
Danielle Taylor

Disappointment.

Today has been...

Revolting for the most part.

The rain... the people... blah.

I'm watching Yu Yu Hakusho, and I talked to Hunter...

So, I'm in a better-ish mood.

Hunter doesn't like Timber anymore. I feel bad for her, but... she needs to move on. He's not worth it. Seriously. I love the boy to death, but he's just not worth it...

There's a girl who's bothering me right now.

Her lack of confidence is SO annoying, especially after talking to Hunter, Freeman, and Chelsea, three of the most outgoing and confident people I know.

And she doesn't shut the heck up about her boyfriend. Who annoys me anyway.

I don't know, maybe I'm just in a rotten mood still.

It's a depressing part of Yu Yu Hakusho... again... so I'm sad now. Sigh.

I've decided I really want to learn more Japanese, though.

Oh, yeah, I'm so sick of Momo telling me I'm wrong about my Japanese. I mean, come on, she can't even pronounce "neko"! It's "Nay-koh", not "Nee-koh"! People are so... difficult.

I don't feel like posting much tonight. I don't really want to be on the computer at all... but then the annoying girl who lacks self-confidence will have a panic attack...

Oh, geez...

What's a girl to do?

Yare, yare...

Oh yeah, this guy named Cole is REALLY starting to get on my freaking nerves.

HE THINKS HE'S A WEREWOLF.

Bull.

There ARE no werewolves.

And he hasn't even gotten to Breaking Dawn, so he has no idea Jacob is a *SPOILER*shape-shifter*SPOILER*.

It's REALLY annoying.

Ahhhh...

Forget it. I'm going to bed.

Night.

Be happy. The world needs happy people tonight.

No random poem tonight. Sorry.

~Danni~

It's a crying shame.

So, today went alright. Samantha was way too angry for anyone's benefit. She's... rather starting to get on my nerves. It's not that I'm being a fickle friend. She just gives me too much to get annoyed about, and it doesn't seem like she cares!

I haven't spoken to Freeman today, so I won't start off on some rant about him. However, I might post again later if I talk to him tonight.

We had play auditions today. They're being held again tomorrow, and I was planning to attend, but Miss A. says she doesn't want anyone who auditioned tonight to be there tomorrow. So that plan failed miserably, which means I won't get to see most of the Usher cast until rehearsal. I'm excited though; this is going to be loads of fun.

I'm very concerned about my attendance and grades, but I'd rather not talk about that.

There's this guy whom I've know for a long time, and I swear, my affection for him fluctuates constantly. Lately I've been developing feelings for him again. It's unnerving.

I realized that I'm very bipolar to people sometimes. I have constant mood swings. I really don't understand how my friends/"friends" put up with me. It's... disturbing.

I'm off to shower, though, and complete my Christmas list.

Today was a short post. Hopefully tomorrow will be more exciting.

Now it's time for the random poem of the day.

~It's a Crying Shame~

What a shame to see a smile
Slip right into the cracks
And what it means to hear a laugh
When no when turns their backs.

To see a grin when you just know
They're lying with their eyes
Half-lidded or annoyed with you
They wish to cut all ties.

But I wonder...
How does that affect the world?

By Danielle Taylor
December 10th, 2008

Poison kills you slowly.

This is my first blog post, since I deleted my old blog. It's pretty exciting.

I hope this isn't going to be super lame.

So, I decided to give up on flirting with the guy I really like. He has a girlfriend and I'm getting people mad at him by playing around.

It's not cool, and I feel bad.

But I really, REALLY like him. He knows it. So, he teases the life out of me.

I seriously didn't know my face can get as red as he makes it.

But, anyways. Today was pretty crappy. My first block class has no idea how to KEEP THEIR MOUTHS SHUT.

And then when I tell specific people TEN TIMES to shut up, and they don't listen, and then wonder why I'm frustrated with them...

Yeah, that's just annoying.

The Forensics meeting was alright. Freeman told me my story telling piece sucks.

That ticked me off really badly, but I didn't let him know.

We have play auditions tomorrow and Thursday. I'll be there both days, for support, to see the "competition", and to socialize when we can.

I've noticed my tolerance for people has decreased significantly lately, but I'm REALLY good at hiding it. At least I can hide it.

When Freeman and I spoke of the phone, we were...

Discussing what we liked and hated about each other. It was unnerving, but good for us.

I came up with more than he did in both categories.

He apparently has decided I'm not completely Christian, no matter how much I argue.

It's not like I'd LIE to him about something like that.

Oh, man, he's getting so... frustrating.

It's probably just my female gears going 'ANNOYANNOYANNOYTEASINGOVERLOAD'. I swear that's it.

I also like another boy, but I won't let anyone know about that.

People I know are really bad at taking hints, or jokes for that matter.

It's annoying.

A lot of things are annoying.

My English teacher wants me to make a compilation of things I've recently written. I'm... considering it. I'll probably post a poem on all the blogs I write, if I have time.

Oh yeah, I made this because my friends James and Kaley have them, and I just figured 'Why not?'

So, that's why I created this rambling pity-party. Because I don't feel like dumping this on people, and they read of their own free will this way.

So, yes. Blah. I'm done here.

Oddly written poem time.

~Poison Kills you Slowly~

Though poison kills you slowly,
I know that it comes through,
When all the world is falling,
And you are feeling blue.

You feel like you are failing,
The drama is too much.
And death is just an option,
A silly little crutch.

You say "Let's give up right now!
Abuse this golden gift!"
Yet He who let you have it
Has punishment more swift.

Spread joy and cheer to those around
Don't be annoying and sad
This emotional phase is not a game,
And it makes no one glad.

By: Danielle Taylor