1. Children of the Corn

A couple on a road trip drive into a little (seemingly deserted) town. Usually anything with children creeps me out. I don't know how to type anything without giving it away. Would be a good movie in the right hands. Apparently it has been in the wrong hands quite often.

2. Lawnmower Man, The

A suburbanite needs someone to cut his overgrown grass. He eventually hires someone, but things don't turn out as he expected. Oh my god, it's wonderful. Plenty of "Say what?" moments. If you saw the movie The Lawnmower Man, remember it barely (or not at all apparently) resembles this story. It's another example of how comedy and horror can work out so well.

3. Quitters Inc.

A man decides that he'll try to quit smoking. He ends up going to an organization with some strange methods. I don't smoke, so I guess I'm one of those Smug Bastards. I kind of wish this would happen with some crackheads I know, but you know some crackheads (not saying all). Some of them will do anything, or let anything be done to their family.

4. I Know What You Need

Girl meets boy. Boy seems to know everything the girl needs. Girls roomate is suspicious. If it seems too good to be true, it probably is. I think this was first published in Cosmopolitan, which is cool. I'm pretty sure they still do that, or publish snippets from novels. I've only read one issue of Cosmo, and it had a snippet from an erotic novel. If they had more short stories like this, I would definately want to read it more. People can easily get romance novels, my mom has a hundred in the basement, and a bunch up here too.

5. The Man Who Loved Flowers

New York, 1963. A lovestruck man decides to buy his girlfriends flowers on a lovely day in spring. At first I thought this would be about JFK's assassination (I'm not sure what the date was). It certainly was not. Can't say much more without giving something away.

It seems I can no longer count, because I wrote down six titles. So here is another:

6. Last Rung on the Ladder

A lawyer gets a sad letter from his sister, and it brings back memories from their childhood. One of the two stories in the book that doesn't have anything supernatural or whatever in it. Though it's one of the last stories, so I kept thinking "What's going to jump out an attack the lawyer?"

And blaming it on PMS? I am tired of people blaming everything on PMS. Both men and women. "Are you PMSing?" "No I'm just a bitch!" People are pathetic. I hate menstration, but fuck! Stop whining about it. And as for people asking "Are you PMSing" or "Is it that time of the month", shut the fuck up. They're just being a bitch.

That women, should get life, or die. That's my opinion. Watch her get out or something. Oh my gah! Who blames killing someone on PMS? At least blame it on insanity, it's a bit more believable. I swear, if she gets out, I don't know what I'll do. That is just so stupid. I can't get it out of my head! I need to find out more about this, this is just... Wow... That poor child.

By the way, it's not my time of the month if you were going to be a smartass and ask.

Probably wondering why I named this entry Madagascar... Or your not, you don't even care. The latter is probably the correct one. Well, I was talking about how I finished a journal in the last entry. I'm so happy about finishing this journal! It lasted from March 22nd to June 22nd. I wrote in it almost everyday. It's blue! I put a picture of penguins on the from, and a picture of Shelly Winters on the back. I know, strange...

The longest entry was 9 pages long on April 2nd. The shortest was 4 words on April 15th. I've begun naming my journals after countries, so it would be easier to tell which is which. They all look different, but I can still get mixed up. So this one is names Madagascar, Not sure why, there's no penguins there. I'm sure Shelly never went there...

I'm crazy.

I finished a whole journal! It took about 3 months but I did it. It was 135 pages. This may seem weird to you but I've never finished a journal write to the last page before. I usually lose it in my jungle room, or I forget to write in it. Ooh I was so happy. Then my kitten Apollo came up to me and began snuggling. Oh he's so sweet. My next journal is over 200 pages...

2nd thing that makes me angry:

Tomorrow is my third period exam. Although I doubt I will fail it, I will not be hapy about taking it. I never wanted to be in that class. My guidance coucelor did not give me a proper description of this class. See, my schedule was screwed up, I almost had to take Cosmetology. So I got it switched. I tried to get Italian or something. She even said something about Grade 11 Physics (I'm in grade ten... well only for two more days now), but was joking. Now I actually wish I had taken Physics! Oh my gah! I never in my life thought I would happily take Physics. Although that would have been impossible because I was a grade 10 anyways.

So that is why I'm off. I'm happy about it being summer, and that I'm finished a journal. But I'm angry about tomorrow and hot weather. Ah well. Wish me luck.

Soy un Perdedor

Exams coming up:

History - June 21

Math - June 22

Tech - June 23

Religious Ed - June 26

Wish me luck. Next year I'm taking (excluding the required classes): Biology, Chemistry, Law, Psychology, and World History. And also depending on what happens, I might take Writers Craft. Bleh. I don't feel any older. Physically I feel 80. Oh mah gah, I have to walk to and from home for the rest of the year. I live 45 minutes away from school depending on how fast I walk. I used to do it all of the time last year...

Soy un Perdedor

Anyway, enough of that. Some Unconsiouc Mutterings:

Guitar:: strings

Blame:: me

Childlike:: persona

Duff:: Hillary ah

Less filling:: Where is the creme filling?

To the bone:: bad

Run!:: away!

Appeal:: sex

Crave:: food

You and I:: are gonna die! Ah!

Giggle:: little girls

Daily Dirt: The website seems to have not been updated in a year, ah well. http://lick-shots.com/dd/

1. Fire broke out at your workplace, what are the 3 things you will grab before evacuation? That really depends. ID so if I get all burned up people will recognize me. That's if my ID hasn't burned...
2. What happened if it broke out at home? My pets
3. Imagine you're trapped and surrounded by ferocious flames, what will you do? Try to kill myself quickly, because that's better than burning to death.
4. Will you save your mom or your grandma first? Wow... a while ago I would have saved my mom... I still hate my grandmother, but I dunno. I'd probably save them anyway, but not be happy about it.
5. Are you prepared in any case of fire? Yes, I know the fire exits and all of that jazz.

Tomorrow is going to be hell for me. I feel so crappy, and I would have stayed home if I didn't have three tests tomorrow. Also it's only for about a half a day anyway, because there's some baseball game between the faculty and students. I'm obviously not going. I don't like sports, but I don't mind watching them w/ some good friends. Only thing is I don't have any good friends anymore. Ah doesn't matter, it's too hot anyway.

Soy un Perdedor

AM

After school: I realized today, that I have more family than my know of. I was talking to TaSha and she began saying something about a woman named Selena. I asked TaSha who Selena is, turns out to be one of TaSha's many siblings. So Selena would be my second cousin, or second stepcousin. If that makes sense.

I've known TaSha all of my life, and I have only met 4 of her siblings. Only! She has like twelve or something (only two have the same mother as her). I have a huge ass family! That's a bad thing, because I dislike or hate 98% of my family. The ones I do like I can't stand. But that's just me, because I'm a bitch and a terrible person in general.