Hey, guys. I apologize for it being so long. I've just dealt with a lot of drama in the past couple weeks. Allow me to inform you.

~I dumped Tom. (See "I Told You So")
~I'm failing two classes.
~I dated a friend (Will) I went to ISS with (in 7th grade) for 6 days before he dumped me because he feared commitment.
~Will still has feelings for me.
~I still have feelings for Will.
~Another friend wants to date Will. And asked for my help.
~Tom is being a complete ass just because he can.
~Kristen (floozy) is dating Denys. It's disgusting. And he's bald now.
~A junior in my Newspaper class is being oddly nice to me. (Chill, he isn't a creepo.)
~A senior on my bus is being oddly nice to me. (Also not a creepo. He calls me "Checkerpants".)
~I've been put on a pedestal by my English teacher and friends for my writing.
~My little sister asked if she could use "Fear" as an example in her English class for macabre.
~I'm going all out on my Halloween costume. (Mad Hatter. I'll post pictures on Sunday if I can.)
~People continue to compliment my articles and illustrations, and claim that they're "very sophisticated".
~I'm seeing just how much more mature I am than the rest of my friends.
~Life is changing so much. It's so crazy...

...indeed they are, Mr. Dylan. Indeed they are.

Have a good and safe Halloween tomorrow, everyone.

With all my love,
Elaine

Holy sheet. IT'S BEEN SO LONG! XD Sorry, dewds. So much drama goin' on. So, I'll just tell you the current drama. Be prepared.

People (friends and my parents) are telling me that my darling little (not really little, since he's ripped XD) boyfriend, Tom, doesn't really care about me, that I'm just the rebound girl, that he's using me to make his floozy (means "slut") of an ex jealous, etc. He claims this isn't the case, and by the way he held me when we made out (TWICE. X3) this past Saturday, I believe him. But there's still some doubt in my mind...

Not only that, the floozy now is doing everything and anything to make us break up and make him like her again. She's tried to make my friends ignore me, flirt with him during a football game, even make him feel guilty. No, she doesn't like him. Trust me. The bitch just hates me and wants to win. But the suckish part is that she plays the nice, martyr card whenever I try to plead my case to my friends. So now my friends think I'm just paranoid. -.-
There is one funny thing, though. When we were at the game, I told him I wasn't comfortable with him being all affectionate with the floozy, and he apologized, kissed me, and had his arms around me the rest of the night. Kristen (the floozy) saw this, then stormed off. XD Epic win! But she's yet to wave the white flag. Even her twin, Jenna, says Kristen doesn't give up that easily.

I'm not dating Tom to hurt Kristen. I swear I'm not. I really like Tom. He's just so respectful...and funny...and sweet...and has abs you just want to lick since they're so delicious... -goes on forever- XD

So what do you all suggest I do? I can't beat the sheet out of her, 'cause I'll be screwed. I can't go off on her, 'cause I'll be screwed. I can't just let this happen, 'cause then I'm REALLY screwed. Please help meh.

With all my love,
Elaine

Soooooooo, how ish be you all? Well, I hope. Since I haven't done a journal in about a month, I will give you a timeline of what's happened to me.

~My boyfriend broke up with me for a stupid reason.
~I have Bs and above in my classes.
~My ex-girlfriend and I are now friends, and pretty close despite the fact I hadn't talked to her in about 3 months.
~I found out my (now) ex-boyfriend won't talk to me at all because he doesn't feel like it.
~I think I still have feelings for my ex-girlfriend. (They are very faint, so don't panic!)
~And just today, the day I didn't wear my MCR hoodie that I wear every day, 2 guys in my fourth period hit on me.

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Allow me to elaborate on the last one...

M'kay, so it all started yesterday when my friend Emily (sophmore) from choir (last class and I have it every day) yanked up my hoodie (I was wearing only a cami) and shouted to the high school student body "HOLY F***, YOU HAVE A F***ING BODY!!!!" I felt the blood rush to my face as I pulled my hoodie down and managed to stutter out "What do you mean?", to which she replied "I mean, bitch, that you have amazing curves! I'd kill for those!" Then RRG (Random Redhead Guy) walked up to us, and then the two of them (RRG and Emily) began lecturing me on using my... "wench slash demon from hell" (<-- RRG said that XD He's a comic book junkie. Don't mock him.) powers on people, mainly guys. RRG said I could... -checks journal- "mesmerize the guys, then kick them repeatedly in the balls." Emily suggested I just show off my apparent figure more so then I won't have to work so hard to get a guy.

I DUN KNOW WHAT TO DO! DX

I mean, the attention was nice and creepy at the same time. The first guy that hit on me was really sweet, but the second was flat-out stalker CREEPY. I always, ALWAYS attract creepos! I dun like creepos! I like non-creepos!

Any advice, dewds?

Oh, and I've found myself watching a LOT of gay chicken videos recently. I have no clue why, though. Probably 'cause they amuse me. XD I MUST try that game at school! I can't lose either way! MWAHAHAHA! -is EXTREMELY tired right now-

Gotta go!

With all my love,
Elaine <3

I never thought living in the South would be a good thing.

That is, until now. Why?

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Even though I miss Seattle a LOT, and even though the rednecks are a pain in the ass to deal with, I love the South now. It's too bad-ass to not love.

And Brent is right. South Oak Cliff is the HOOD of Dallas. You don't screw with the SOC kids, nor the DISD (Dallas Independent School District) kids. You look at them wrong and you could get shanked.

With all my (Washitonian-rednecked XD) love,
Elaine

So, how are you all? Good, I'm hoping. X3

Guess who went to her first concert Saturday night with the greatest guy in the world (AKA her boyfriend)?

Come one, geniuses, it ain't hard...keep thinking...starts with an "E" and ends with a "laine"...

YUS! 'TIS MOI! AND OH MY EFFING GOD, IT WAS THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE! BETTER THAN THE V-DAY DANCE AT MY SCHOOL (and that's saying something)!

-sigh- God, it was so much fun. I lost part of my hearing in my right ear! WHOO! XD

Oh, and I almost got smushed like a bug by a fat dude that came flying out of the mosh pit. XD But, because of my boyfriend's amazing reflexes and strength, I am here today to tell you my epic tale. Translation: he shoved the fat-ass outta the way before he could even breathe on me. Needless to say, I practically clung to him after my brush with certain death for the rest of the night. XD God, I'm a wimp...

And it's funny. I never liked screamo, but after hearing A Day To Remember, Sky Eats Airplane, and Emarosa (The Devil Wears Prada was taking too long to get set up, so we had to leave early -sob-), I can tolerate it, and may even kinda like it.

8@ OH EM GEE, ELAINE HAS HAD A CHANGE OF HEART?! HELL HAS FROZEN OVER! HEAVEN IS ABLAZE! BRITNEY ACTUALLY CAN SING! WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO?! XD

Calm down, I'm not saying I love it. Just that I'm not as set against it as I used to be. Plus, A Day To Remember did their "Since U Been Gone" cover, so I was hooked.

And what's funnier is on the other side of the room, a pop-rock tour was kicking off. And in the next room, a metal tour was head-banging the walls to rubble. So, basically, it was preppy girls my age, older teenage-headbangers with awesome haircuts, and 30-something metalheads all in the same area. It was awesome and hilarious at the same time. XD

We went into the metal room 2 or three times, and he nearly got mowed over by a stage diver. My boyfriend is very, VERY tall -cough6'5"cough-, so I could see his head easily. As soon as the stage diver hit the crowd and he disappeared, the inner mantra of "ohshitohshitohshitohshit" began. After a couple seconds, he somehow (only by the grace of GOD) reappeared and made his way over to me, grinning like a madman. It was here that my heart started to beat again and the color returned to my face. XD

But DAMN my scoliosis! My back started to pulsate with liquid pain before Emarosa's set, and I told him that I was gonna go sit down. He walked and sat down with me instead of the great spot we had next to the amps (to with I blame my partial deafness in my right ear). I felt like crap for making him miss it, but he just grinned and told me that it was fine.

I felt like a little kid that needed to be babysat instead of a person that went to her first concert. -.- FAIL. What's worse is that I only realized that we were in the wrong line to buy tickets AFTER we had reached the front. -.- FAIL x2.

And I think a sign was shown to me when he was walking me to my parents car.

...

I'm serious!

As we were walking, a car passed, blasting 3OH!3's "Don't Trust Me". It was at the line "That I'm a vegitarian/ And I ain't fucking scared of him". GAH. THAT'S SCARY. ...huh? Oh, yeah. My boyfriend's a vegitarian. Cool, huh? (Which is odd that he loves me, since I eat meat... XD)

But -sigh- it was one ah-mazing night, chock full of boyfriend-saving-my-ass, head-banging, and scared-outta-my-mind goodness. XD

Gotta go to bed, now. Have a good day/afternoon/night!

With all my love,
Elaine <3