Yes, school officially ended for me today, June 23rd. No more middle school! Whoo! AND it's summer vacation now! YAY!

Also, I have been on a bit of a Maximum Ride fling. It's my favorite book and I just found out that there's going to be a movie...eventually! So, yes, I faved a bunch of Maximum Ride deviations.

Time for more random, spur of the moment pieces of news. My brother fractured his foot today...on the last day of school. I feel bad for him.

Lastly, DA STILL isn't working right for me. So, just a bit of notice, that little emoticon up there should look like this:

Every time I go to check for new deviations, it keeps giving me the same layout. I know that there are new ones 'cause my deviantart alert still works. Any clue what's wrong? Or how to fix it?

And on top of it all, I can't change the little mood thing!

Yeah, I know I JUST posted a journal, but with my current lack of inspiration, I decided to do a journal. So, this will mostly be junk. Feel free to stop reading at any point. Or even right now. As you read this line. Okay...NOW!

Alright, for those of you who stubbornly refuse to give up reading this, I have a few things that I can blab about. School will be out for me on June 23, which just HAS to be a Monday (due to the snowdays). It's not even a full day! It ends at 11:00 am! But still, I can't wait for it to be out! Even though we'll only have just over two months of vacation. Yeah, I hate my school system.

My friends think that I have a multi-personality disorder. Okay, not really. It's one of our jokes, though. They find it very amusing how I can be one person one second and then totally different the next.

Now onto my mother. If you don't like ranting and complaining, skip this. She is currently not very happy with the fact that I spend so much time on the computer. She keeps telling me to get involved in the community and do all that kind of stuff like one of my friends. I tell you, she ALWAYS says that when we have these discussions. "You NEED to get involved in the community! ______ does it all the time and she likes it!" I swear, that woman doesn't know her own daughter as much as she thinks she does. She wants me to get involved in things that I really don't want to do. Says I need to find a group for something I like and then stay with it. Well, unless there is a DP or Twilight fan club, I'm not interested. Or maybe even a writer's camp. But NO! Our stupid community can only think of sports and my mother only wants me to do things that involve getting way too much sun. Heck, she even gets ticked at me for not liking the sun. And she's beginning to get iffy about my gothic-ness. She's gone out and bought shirts for me that I won't wear and started pleading that I do. One was black, but covered in so many pink hearts and frilly stuff that it puts black to disgrace and the other one wasn't EVEN black! Although, it was better than the first one. I had to agree to wear one of them at least once just to get her to be quiet! Yes, I know she loves me, but sometimes I just want her to leave me alone! Like lately, for instance. My brain has gone onto total overdrive with all of this junk I'm dealing with. I get really bad headaches a lot and I have to take pain medication sometimes. (I mostly blame math). Then, a few nights ago, I passed out at 2 am when I got up in the middle of the night. Twice. Once alone (when I banged up my injured arm FURTHER) and once when she was there a few minutes after. (Actually, me being on the verge of unconciousness isn't too uncommon, so I don't get why that was such a huge deal). So, she now thinks that I have some severe physical problem and wants to take me to the doctor. Again. I'm not kidding when I say that I've been to the doctor/hospital at least ten times in the past sixth months. And she wonders why I get headaches. I really wish that she could understand, but she just doesn't.

Moving on. There's no way I'm ending on that HAPPY note. Yes, people, that was sarcasm. I do have SOME happy news. I'm getting my splint off in a week and then going to a local amusement park with my school on the 18th. Plus, I'm up to chapter 15 on this book I'm trying to write. I really want to make some progress on it over the summer.

Okay, that's all. If you made it this far. Bye!

BTW, Selkie, this is what I mean when I said that you were being really mature about not complaining. See? I do it a lot! And for something that's not as bad as your reason!

I'm happy now because the person that I was angry at yesterday revised their message. It's nicer now.

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Mmm...that's all. For now.

Ignore this if you don't want to feel depressed.

Happy goth has left the building. Actually, she left the building sometime last week. Today was the final nail on the coffin, though.

I was already fading out before 'cause my math teacher decided to push Trigonomentry on us (yuck!), I was dangerously close to passing out several times last week (no kidding; blackout and trembling included), and then yesterday, a fanfictioner gave up on DP. Not to mention about five other things. Today, though, I saw one of the fanfics I liked had a new chapter. Except, it was only a "returning" notice titled "I'm BAACK! Yay!" Oh...my...gosh. The thing was HORRIBLE! I can't even describe how bad it was! For anyone who wants to read the thing, I'll post the link down below.

WARNING: CONTAINS SWEARING AND CONTENT THAT MAY BE INSULTING.
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I'm begging the rest of you, if you give up, PLEASE don't make your goodbye message something like THAT. Just...ugh! I can't even tell you how infuriating, not to mention depressing, that is!