Hello my lovely blog. Did you miss me? I’ve certainly missed you. I’m sure, my darling blog, that youu’ll be happy to know that I told him that I love him too. He’s such a sweetheart, and he flirts with me all the time, which is great. I like that in him, and I hope that if this lasts (which it may not, since we are young) he’ll continue to flirt, cause I know I will.

 

Anyways, on May 3rd, I will be taking the SAT, and I kinda can’t wait. I’m gonna start reading up on things that will help me on the test, mostly current events and History stuff so I can back up whatever view I take on the essays they’re going to make us write. According to the teacher of the SAT prep class I was forced to take, my writing skills are awesome. She said I should be able to get into a college easily. When I get back to the school, I’m going to ask someone for advice on where I should go and what colleges I should apply to.

 

On another note, I need to step it up with my online courses. I need to do from now on at least three lessons a day. Yup. I really should be doing them now, but I don’t feel like it, plus it’s late. I’ll just read the story for my English class. My mother needs to buy me ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ for my next section of course work.

 

My phone just beeped at me. I think it has finished charging, and wants me to unplug it. It’s so demanding. Okay, so now I’m going to read the two stories I’m supposed to read, then I’ll look over the other classes’ lessons, then I’ll fall alsleep mulling it all over, perhaps -Breaking news- My phone is ringing! Maybe it’s my boyfriend. Nope, some guy with a wrong number problem -Carrying on- the lessons and questions I’m supposed to fill out for the story will be answered in my dreams. Sounds like a plan.

My boyfriend of course. I’m in St Thomas now instead of St Croix, because my mommy is doing radiation stuff, and I miss him. We’re going back for  a visit on Friday, and coming back to St Thomas on Monday. Good times…

Scream by Timbaland featuring Keri Hilson and Nicole Scherzinger is an awesome song. It reminds of when me and my mommy would spends summers in New York to shop, and we used one of my father’s cars. He always had the radio set to some station that played stuff from the 90’s back to the 70’s. That’s the kinda vibe I get from the song. And, when I first heard the song, it reminded me of those underground parking lots in malls, and the video for them is something like that…

 

Anyways, good times.

 

Oh, and I can now get music and carry it around with me, for I have an iPod. Good times indeed. 

 

 

 

Seriously, I’m watching MTV Hits, and the MTV Hits Playlist they have now is awesomeness, I’m listening to Carlos Santana and Chad Kroeger “Into the Night”. I’m a happy camper. MTV Hits is now my true love. For now.

Oh yeah. I’m moving on up in life.

One of my friends put up a picture on hi5 that I wasn’t in that included some other friends of mine at the bakery down my hill, and I commented to it saying that i felt left out, as a joke, so she highlighted the area in the back where my house would be and labeled it as Nicole.

She’s so nice…yet kinda crazy..

I went to a party for a friend of mine on her sixteenth birthday (the 2 month anniversary of me not having my sweet sixteen…but I digress), and for some reason, quite a few guys were flirting with me. My boyfriend wasn’t there (I told him anyways, and he said they were seeing what he sees when he looks at me), and when I told some of them that I had one, they said they didn’t care. So, anyways, I apparently looked bored and lonely from the place where I was standing by myself (really, I walked off to a place away from everyone where I could still see what was going on, because I noticed everyone around me before I moved had drinks in their hand, and I didn’t feel like dealing with drunk people[I was still having fun]), and that’s why the dudes were coming over to dance with me. I got some requests for my number, and this guy came up to me while I was dancing with someone, and said sorry to interrupt, but what is your name, and I told him, then he told me that I looked lovely, kissed my hand, and walked off. Another guy came by when i was talking to someone, grabbed my ass, then grabbed my right breast and said something but I missed it cause I was in shock. Yeah. When I told my boytoy (AKA boyfriend) about it, he started to get mad that someone would violate me like that and asked for his name. I wouldn’t tell him though, cause I don’t need to have my boytoy in jail for stabbing someone or something. Later that night, another friend and I got a ride home with some other people, and there were four of us in the back seat. The guy who was sitting on my left by the door started kissing my neck and my cleavage and massaging my breasts and tried to kiss my lips, and I told him to stop, I told him i had a boyfriend and he said that he didn’t care and he was calling me sexy like that was my name, and then we got to his stop, and he got out. I felt kinda violated, and I told my boytoy about it, now he’s pissed, but I told him that I think the dude was drunk and didn’t know what he was doing (really though, I’m not sure). If he finds out the dude was sober, he’d probably go after him…but I don’t really care that much about the whole touchy thing, although I do feel violated. meh.

I shouldn’t care what other  people think of the person I like, and really I don’t so I guess I’ve grown a bit from when I was a little younger and every time I heard someone say something negative about the person i liked I would stop liking them. So, I still like him, I can now comfortably let myself like him without any restrain or fear that someone will say something, because I don’t care about them, I care about him, and when he asks me to be his girlfriend tomorrow, I will say yes. Really though, no one has said  anything like that about him except for one guy, but I’m not going to let that bother me. I just had to get that off of my chest. 

 

Wow, i haven’t been on here in a while. Well, I’m going to have a boyfriend tomorrow (if all goes well), and I really like him. When we talk, I don’t want it to end, and he says he loves to see my smile and he loves to hear my laugh  and he loves to see me blush. When we kissed, I didn’t want it to end, but it was like 12am, and his cell phone rang while we were kissing (we were outside of my house, he had driven me back home) because his sisters wanted to know where he was and stuff.

Presque vu

I keep having this weird feeling like I’m about to remember something or have some sort of breakthrough, but I can’t reach it fully. It’s like my thoughts are right there, this realization it so close, then it all just shifts away, like trying to hold water in your hands…I know why I feel this way too, which kinda makes it worse. Here’s a Wikipedia thingy about it

Presque vu (from French, meaning “almost seen”) is the sensation of being on the brink of an epiphany. Often very disorienting and distracting, presque vu rarely leads to an actual breakthrough. Frequently, one experiencing presque vu will say that they have something “on the tip of their tongue.”

Presque vu is often cited by people who suffer from epilepsy or other seizure-related brain conditions, such as temporal lobe lability.

I do have epilepsy…so yeah, kinda fits…but it’s so irritating, I swear…I’m about to freak out, and I have no idea why this feeling has been going on for so long…and, I’m dizzy…fun stuff.

…and my laptop. The power juist went out, but I can still entertain myself with the net…and my laptop. I guess when I really get down to looking at it, and analyzing what it is that i really love, it’s actually the advancements that were made in technology. Technology. When most people here that word, they automatically think electronics, when really technology is the application of science to the problems we people face everyday.Or something. Yup. Now I’m freaking out slightly because I’m hearing some very scary noises outside. But justifiably so, because it sounds like someone just tried to bang down a door…now I hear something that sounds like metal…I guess my dogs aren’t barking, so i shouldn’t worry, and I know they’re outside still…10:55…I’m still up…what can I do on the net with the battery life I still have? Oh the possibilities….

I believe my skelemum just found me on facebook…

Kinda scary…yet awesome…

Oh, and I get to be hooked up to a nebulizer…cause I’m wheezing again…That sucks…oh well. I don’y know what else to type here…so…(0)(0)