Ok so I've finally got a livejournal account. Here's the link:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/teawithhades/

so....fare thee well, tabulas!

I feel like swearing.

Ok so I'm feeling kinda weird at the moment, not a good thing kinda like hyper but depressed at the same time that's weird I know but welcome to my life. It's as fucked up as my mind.

I've made my mind up.

I'm leaving this shit pile. I'm doing it. I'm going to live in Florida with Mary-chan. That's right. Well I guess it was either leave myself or get kicked out.

Parents are supposed to be kind. They're supposed to care. To be there for their kids.

Well mine never were. They thought they were which is kinda tragic I guess. But they NEVER FUCKING WERE. They don't care about me. My mother admits on a regular basis that she hates me.

And my dad just doesn't care either way.

Well I gotta go now. Just one more thing. you may think I'm just another teen with a whole lot of dreams and nothing else but you're wrong. I sing. And I write. Pretty well. One day I'll be screaming into a microphone you'll see. And then I'll show them all the motherfuckers. They've  tried to bury me so many fucking times. I'll show them all.

I'll show them all.

I got so many fucking reviews!!!!! omhg FUCKING JESUS CHRIST I so love you guys! Especially Mary-chan thank you so fucking much for your lovely reviews, you made me feel much better ^_^ and yes you know me I do think about suicide a lot but you can never think about suicide too much. Chill it's not like I have a grand plan to suicide or anything. I'll be ok (as long as you keep on giving me reviews like that) AND YOU MUST COME BACK HERE THIS SUMMER. Or else someone's going to get hurt. I mean that. *points gun* hahahahaAHHHHHHHH you: omg someone gave her a GUN?! me: YEAAAAAAAAAHH I GOT A GUN WOOOOOOOOO everyone: AHHHHHH *runs like hell*

Annnnnyway..

Oh damn. Just realized I meant to type up two new poems and post them. But they're upstairs and I have to go now. Damn. Parents. Motherfuckers. And tomorrow is fucking sunday I HATE SUNDAYS I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM!

-_- cause it's almost monday...and monday means school....having to go back to that place.....*happy mood dissapears* shit. Why'd I go remind myself.....

Anyways......M-chan.....if you have some time, why don't you check out Bloodlust? A ficcie of mine. Ok, so it's far from the swords-and-magic of my Shadow Spinner days....but it may be interesting. ^_^

Anyway. See ya and don't foget to KILL EM ALL!!!!!! Woo

No, I haven't died.

I've been writing like crazy recently. Poems, of course. Chapt 5 of BL is finished though. And I've got a few more lyrics jotted down. Trying to find a tune that doesn't completely suck. Oh boy I need help. Anyway. Oh I got a 19/20 in Algebra. That is so completely amazing. I suck at all maths-type things.

Um. What else? At the moment I'm enjoying myself reading Gerard Way stories on Quizilla. Oh a linkie to two really good ones:

http://www.quizilla.com/users/LiquidThoughtsxx/quizzes/x%20%5B%20Spice%20with%20a%20Touch%20of%20Blood%20%5D%20x%20(Gerard%20Way)/

http://www.quizilla.com/users/guitarmaiden232/quizzes/%5BWell%20There's%20No%20Way%20I'm%20Kissing%20That%20Guy%5D%7BGerard%20Way%7D1/

For anyone who's unfamiliar with Quizilla, to read the other chapters after you click the button at the bottom go to the authors other quizzes and you'll see the next ones.

Um...apart from that....nothing really. Oh yeah. I'm having fun with watercolours at the moment. I'm not as good with them as the good old pencil but I don't think I'm too bad. So some stuff should be up on Deviantart soon.

......and everything is still gray.

I'm also getting pretty sick and tired of myself. I've got so much hate shooting everywhere and it's beginning to interfere with other people. And that's not fair. No matter what else I may or may not be I am not a selfish bitch. Well ok sometimes I am but who isn't? But in general I mean. Anyway. Poems are said to release anger but they just make me more and more angry. Like that poem ages ago for my sweet mother dearest. I started to remember every single fucking thing that I hate about her, every little injustice and cruel act of hers, all that shit I'd buried in my mind suddenly got dragged out into the forground. And so now surprise surprise I hate her even more.

And I hate most people, too. Cause they hate me. I didn't in the begining. I thought most people were pretty decent. But that's just one big fat lie. All they are are cruel bastards who hate my guts. Yes that's right everyone hates me. Now ok everyone has a moment when they whine "oh everyone hates me" but they feel comforted by that afterwards cause they know it's not true but the romance carries them along. And probably someone will contradict them anyway. But the real sad thing is when you're someone like me and you realize it's true. It's an empty, cold, dead sort of feeling, like you're hollow inside. It's true. Everyone does hate you.

The reviews I got for "Hating" were hillarious. This one in particular:
"SHould show it to the person it's about, or on the other hand, don't. But that was good and honest and aggressive. cool."

Show it to the person it's about? I wrote the fucking poem. Or this one:
"not trying to be nosy but this sounds like u had a row with ur best friend...true? sum overpoweringly strong emotions...reminds me of a poem i wrote ages ago. this starts off pretty aggressive and abusive but i detect a hint of sadness near the end. if this is true, then good luck...and if it isn't, great poem anywayz,~mez~"

Yeah like I have a best friend. Well I do but as she's in FLORIDA it's kinda hard to connect. Apart from that a pretty accurate review, or so I think.

Anyway. All that is besides the point. But then there is no point... hey!

"What was the point?"
"There WAS no point"
"That was the point?"
"That there was no point?"
"Uh...what was the point?"

Stupid little routene I once put in a Harry Potter fanfic when I was 12. But there you go.

Bored...but at least I got my hp6 back! Finally, after AUGUST! -_- My mum OF COURSE had to go and lend it to all her studants to "improve their english"....fucking bitch....

Vasika variemai ti zoi mou tora edo pera....exo simera mathima 5-7, duo ores archaia kai malista synexomenes....ah den boro....tha kano fono.....*grrrr* telos pandon....ti alla? Dipota vasika.

Oh and chapt 5 of bloodlust isn't finished yet, so you'll just have to wait one more week. I'm pleased cause I've finally got the plot straightened out. I know exactly where this story is going and the end is planned.

Um.....what else? Nothing I guess....my life is just....gray. Gray gray gray. Even though I like that colour. Oh fuck it.

Gamise ta ola....re gamoto k-k-kriooooono......*shivers*

I'm.....bored.....

 AND I NEED A MCR TEE!!!!!!

Parents are evil. -_-

They just don't understand.

They can't see the need to go around wearing a hoodie with REVENGE in red letters at the front and two guns on the back.

Stupid MORONS

Pathetic.....gr......I swear......I need......oh boy......urm......yeah.......

I'll be going, now.

We got the Geometry test back.

Omg.

I got......a 1. Out of TWENTY.

And the one is the mark you get just for putting your name on the paper.

oh shit.

Anyway, I skipped afternoon school today again, hanging out with some other people it was quite boring this time since Cathy was reading a magazine (with articles like 'how to get the perfect pedicure in only 5 minutes -_-) but I had my CD player and (of course) MCR. I've gotten to the point that I carry that cd around with me all the time. Is that normal? Anyway. It was quite amusing to watch one girl try to balance about five graffiti spray cans, two packets of cigarettes AND a mobile phone that would ring every two seconds then close when she tryed to answer. Ring and close. Hm that was funny. Then when a fucking preppy bitch came along to go to the bathroom a guy hid behind the door and jumped out at her. Hell, it was so funny. Old, but still good. She was like 'ohmigod, I am so totally like going to sue you!!" total psonara....-_- malakies. Anyway. That was fun for a while then suddenly we had to all get up and run run run cause the dept. head had come snooping around to see who skipped class...anyway she found us. Then she took our home numbers and said she was going to ring our parents. That made me almost faint. My dear sweet mother has been nasty enough lately without any excuses too. Well in the end she just stuck a bargain with us. She wouldn't call our parents if we went to class regular. Huh, some bargain huh? More like blackmail. Anyway what choice did we have? So then we had to go and do lessons...and I didn't understand Chemistry at all. It seems the magical number of electron-rings-thingys is supposed to be 8. I think .Well that's all I know. Anyway I suck in those lessons. As you can see by the geometry. I gotta work real hard before the grades come out. -_-

Anyway, my mum and dad are out and won't be back till 10!!! Woohooooo!!!!     

*sniff* I'm sick. *achoo* I'm very sick. AND IT'S SUNDAY AGAIN I HATE SUNDAYS I HATE I HATE I HATE!!!!

well can't really think of much to say...just I'm cold and sick and tired and I didn't sleep at all last night just for like 20 mins and then I had a dream that Gerad from MCR and I were talking in a coffee shop...and I was drinking coffee!!! I hate that stuff! Somehow it didn't taste like coffee at all more like chocolate ok that's weird um oh I'm rambling again aren't I well it doesn't matter I'm sneazing and coffing my head off (COFFIN!!! WOOT!!!!) but omg Gerad is so hotttttttt omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg I'd better stop the omg right um ok yeah omg I'm so cold omg omg omg he's so hot....AAAAAAAAAA I wanna see them live no fair no fair no fair!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GERAD IS SO FUCKING HOTTTTT!!!!

oh ps I got gmail so Mary-chan'll be pleased ^_^ I wanna meet the goth guy she keeps talking about hehee my gmail's teawithhades@gmail.com  heheheheh OMG GERAD IS SO FUCKING HOT!!!!

look at thiiiiis:

Pica pica, check it out
I'm a gangster i'm a thug
I wipe my feet on a rug
I pick my nose at a quarter to ten
Everyday I do it again
I'm so smart I can use a fork
I sit around and do no work
But that's ok because i'm so cool
I won't ever go to school
I'm a rebel because I go nude
I'm naked and oh so rude

HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

RAP:

Retards Attempting Poetry

ooooh yeah