And That's Where Babies Come From...

Yup. Health class is extremely awkward this week! But really, I've just wanted to put that up since I started this blog.

So anyways, let's make a list of what's happened since last week:

1. Bree and C.C. have officially deemed me, "The Middle". (More on that later, when I'm bored.)
2. I think I might like someone....
3. C.C. likes my worst enemy. Lovely.
4. I've got a stalker. And I think I'm the object of his unwanted affections.
5. My spanish teacher hates me, which is always fun.
6. Peaches disappeared...
7. Rick and Joy have started showing up again. (MAN, can that girl scream.)
8. And I've begun writing stories again. The sappy kind. If I get brave enough, maybe I'll let you guys see them one day...

And I have one more thing to say; does anyone even read this blog? (Besides you, Dr. Roberts.) Eh. I mean, I'm fine with it being just a small blemish in the face of Blogger, (comment for the deep metaphor, anyone?) but I'd love to know... Let me know if you do, please.

Peace, Love, and Chicken Patties,
Lily S.

I Know, I Know

Me, being the terrible procrastinator I am, forgot about this blog completely. But, now I'm here.

The first day of school was a little frightening. Remember Niq? Yeah, now she's a total *****. (Fill in the blanks.) She's been ignoring me for her newer, "cooler" friends. So what did I do?

Write sappy, god-awful poetry.

I'm so pathetic. Anyways, I made two friends; C.C. and Bree. So, I guess some good came out of today.

And yes. They are extremely nuts. But, I love them anyways.

Well, aside from that, things have been pretty quiet. Rick and his daughter haven't shown up in a long time, Alex and Andrea has also gone back to school, and my weekly sessions with Dr. Roberts are back!

And since Dr. Roberts said I only had to write here once a week (thank you school!)...

See you next week!

Love, Peace, and French Fries,
Lily S.

Oh, Joy

That's right. The first cleverly named post in a long time. Savor it. It's the last thing you're going to get for a while.


So, anyways, about Mystic Seaport, was... Interesting, to say the least. I didn't die, so YAY! But, anyways, we went to the beach.

And mom had a new "friend". I know what you're thinking, nonexistant reader, "What friend?"
Well, Mommy decided to do a little socializing a few weeks ago, and we got a new travelling buddy. His name was Rick and he was... interesting, to say the least.

He's a techie nerd. And he had to bring along his daughter, Joy. Let me tell you, I had no idea a girl could reach a triple high C by squealing. I don't like either of them.

And now I just want Rick and Joy to leave my mom alone.

Love, Peace, and Lemon Drops,
Lily S.

Magical Sand?!

Guess what, my wonderful readers! I'm going to Mystic Seaport for the long weekend. I know, I know. Right now half of you are thinking:

"Wow! I wanna come!"

And the other half are thinking:

"What? But don't you have school the day after Labor Day?"

Yes. I do. But, my life is just screwed up like that. But, seriously. I don't really get it. What's so mystical and magical about a bunch of boats and a beach? (NO INNUENDOS!) Oh, dear god, not another Mermaid lecture! Please! For the last, time people; Mermaids are horrifyingly ugly creatures that try to kill you, like in Harry Potter. Okay? ....Wow, I'm really off topic here. Time for a shiny, new paragraph to distract you!

So, anyways, I won't be on the computer for the whole weekend, so in case you guys want to do anything while I'm gone... *cough* Comment! *cough* Feel free to go crazy! See you on Monday!

Love, Peace, and Chocolate,
Lily S.

P.S. Yes, indeed. I am crazy, thank you for asking!

Change

Change is supposed to be good. It's supposed to make everything better. Now, I don't know about you guys, but I think Change sucks.

Change is the reason that my parents got seperated in the first place! I hate Change. Change is the reason that Niq hasn't spoken to me since last Saturday. Change is the reason for everything bad in the world.

Change is the reason this post is so short.

Peace, Love, and Lobster,
Lily S.

P.S. To any people out there named Change; SORRY!

Alex & Andrea

Now, if there's one thing my new friends, Andrea & Alex, have thought me, it's this; life sucks, but you've got to deal with that. Now, I don't know about you guys, but that sounds like good advice to me.

I ran it by Dr. Roberts. He said it's an interesting theory, but how do I feel about it. I feel that, unless Dr. Roberts' has something productive to say, he should just shut up. No offense. (Thank god he doesn't read this.)

My dad showed up on Friday. Coincidentally, my mom and my grandma left right before her came. Surprise, surprise. I mean, honestly, can't they tolerate each other for one week? Andrea says it's cause, "They just aren't compatible. It's like trying to combine fire and ice; it can't be done." Is it just me, or is a 13-year-old more insightful than the 40-year-old my mom's paying to listen to me?

My life is strange...

Peace, Love, and Hot Dogs,
Lily S.

Niq

Niq is my best friend. She has been for as long as I can remember; even longer than Chessy has. Niq and I don't always see eye to eye, I'll give you that; but she was always there for me. She was there for me when I had my first crush and the first time I failed a test; she was there for me when my parents split up. You could say we're like sisters. (Closer than Niq is with her own sister.)

But, of course, like everything else in my life, our friendship just got screwed up. We're fighting over something really stupid.

Alex, the guy who lives next door, came over to my house one day, just to rub it in my face that he had cookies. Now, I don't know about you, reader, but I can't live without my cookies. So he told me that if I answered a question right, I'd get a cookie. He asked me who I'd save from drowning; him or Niq. I was so entranced by the cookie, I said I'd save him. And Niq, who was sitting on my sofa, (Like everyday.) went completely crazy with yelling at me, saying that I was an idiot for thinking that a cookie meant more than our friendship. Than, she yelled at my cat and walked out.

Now, I know what you're thinking, reader.

"That's really stupid. Stop hanging out with her. You could do better."

I know, I know. But she's my best friend. *sniff*

"But, she's only been your friend for a year. Why are you so upset?"

Because, dear reader, Niq has something special called superpowers. She can convice anyone in the world about anything. For example:

And what does this prove? That I suck at drawing with Microsoft Paint! :D

But, really guys. I don't just use her for her powers. She's my best friend and I love her to bits. I just wish she wasn't so hotheaded all the time.

Peace, Love, and Watermelons,

Lily S.