That's what your mom said last night.

It takes a very special pairing to make me read het.

And Rogue/Logan is a very special pairing.

So, I've been off school for like, two days now, due to "snow." I don't know what snow, but we were off school for "snow."

Friggin Ludlow is off due to illness. Seriously, like, they've been off for like, two weeks.

I dunno, I don't want to go to school tomorrow.

So, I just got done watching the Harry Potter and The Order of The Pheonix preview, and I keep wondering about something-why does it look like this movie took place in friggin New York City?

I really really want someone to make a Rogan video to the song Mad World. The version that was used at the end of Donnie Darko. If you still don't know what I'm talking about, it this one.

I really love this song. 

The heels of your shoes click descisively on the floor as you walk briskly down the hall. In one hand, a suitcase filled with your belongings. In the other, a smaller, plastic bag filled with a few books, pictures. A camera. Some paints. You'll have to buy canvas in the next city.

You slow to a stop, look around at the pictures on the walls. You look so happy in each of them. What happened between then and now?

"Marie, wait!" At the sound of his voice, you start walking again, faster. You almost make it outside; the door is open, you have on foot out the door, when he catches your arm.

"Marie. Wait. We can try again."

You briefly wonder if you can, before yanking your arm out of his grip. You turn to face him. He looks older than he's ever looked before.

"No, we can't."

"What happens when we get there?"

He glanced over at her. Green eyes glinted in the half dark of evening. She was biting her lip nervously.

"What do you think will happen?" he asked, smirking. He wanted to know what she thought would happen, if she was scared. He hoped she was. Charlotte twitched her shoulders, a tick she had developed as a child.

They were nearing the edge of the cliff, now. He slowed the car to a stop, cut the engine, and smiled at her.

"What going to happen, now?" she asked again.

He sidled over to her side, pressing her back against the car door.

"Whatever you want to happen," he breathed.






Hurhur. This may be the start of rebuiliding my writing skills. Yays!

I haven't been on here for a while...my sisters always hogging the computer.

I'm so happy that tomorrow is Monday. I'm off school Monday and Tuesday, because of election day.

November 9th is mine and Coreys six month anniversary, but I don't know what to do. Corey doesn't want to do anything, I think. I asked him if I should get him something, and he said he didn't care. So I don't think he wants to.

I need to go to the mall, too. But I don't have anyone to take me except Coreys mom or dad.

My livejournal is getting really pointless. I don't even write about anything interesting.

I just realized how much I tell Corey I love him. I say it almost all the time, and once, when I asked him if I said it to much, he told me yes (this was a long time ago, right when we were starting out). But then I asked him a few months ago, and he told me no.

I think the reason I tell him that so much, is because I'm trying to make up for all the love Jessica was supposed to give him, but didn't. Because she told him she loved him, but in truth, never did.

So I don't know. I really do love him; I know how I made it sound. But I'm afraid I say it to much.

Anyways, I guess thats all.

OMG. I THINK I JUST FOUND THE MARILYN MANSON VERSION OF "THIS IS HALLOWEEN." Although, there name is Jack Skellington and The Monsters. So I'm not to sure.