cammih

I've just realized that my default/whatever it's called photo does me no justice. I'm already less than average looking, but that picture makes me look like a troll. Not that I have anything against trolls...but you get my point.

So...here are some up to date, kinda pretty pictures of me. Hope you like them!

So yeah. That's basically me.

Curly, frizzy, unmanageable hair. Freakishly small eyes. Weirdly shaped nose. Ginormous cheeks.

Some might even say I have small ears too. And weird eyebrows. My lips are okay though...

I think.

Anyways there you go.

Hope that helps you put more of a face to this stranger in a book!

POWER!

I've realized how much power I actually have.

I can change the world.

I can move oceans.

I can, and will OVERCOME any obstacle in my way. Correction; I shall destroy and put through a painful death any obstacle in my way.

I can do anything.

Anything.

America, and the world in general is so fucking power hungry. Sometimes, it scares me to no end.

"My nuke bomb is so much bigger than yours! Nanananana!"

"I think I'll just drive my car those two fucking blocks. Hey! I like Florida after all!"

No. Just no.

Get over it.

I'm the one with the power here baby.

Step over.

There are so many people in this world, the could change the horrible way things have been going lately.

Sooner or later those people will stand up and join me.

So, watch out.

Because I'm the most power hungry person there is.

In a good way of course.

;)

Alright.

So getting a short story published in a book is far more than many 13 year old girls accomplish right? RIGHT?! Yes, it is. When the whole book thing was a solid YES! and it actually came in the mail I was pretty surprised. Not only was I surprised but I wanted to show it off to no end. Sounds a bit conceited, and attention grabbing doesn't it? But I was tired of people thinking I'm some stupid little airhead. I wanted my teacher to leave me the hell alone because I'd achieved far more than he himself ever had. He'd never gotten a book published had he!?

I don't think so.

It's scary to know my writing is out there. For everyone to see, and everyone to criticize and judge me upon it.

But it's also extremely fascinating seeing what I can accomplish. Me. The washout. The one who always gets put up front in the class. Whether it's intentionally or not, my teachers always make me feel a bit, how shall I put this softly...stupid? I know I'm not stupid. I just have to prove it to the rest of the world. And now, even though it may not be considered much, my two pages and about a fourth is published. Thousands, possibly millions of teenage girls, adults, and other people will read it.

And you know what they'll know?

That I can do anything. Anything I feel like it. Anytime, anywhere, anything. They have zero, zip, zilch control over what I write, and what I think.

It's all mine.

It's my thoughts. Sure, they're displayed on a piece of paper, but no one can change them.

And I've proven not only my teachers wrong, but the small part of me too.

That feels GOOD.

(:

I realized my last blog gave out a lot of information I did not give a lot of explanation on. If you don't know me, you'd think I was a bit smack in the head. But I am! Who isn't these days? So, I'll try to give you a little more about me than I did last time, without boring you do death.

1. Vegetarian- I always start off with this because sadly, it pushes a lot of people away. It makes them think I'm "strange." So, I'll give you the whole story. I've been trying to be a vegetarian ever since about...last year? Anyways, this year I completely made up my mind. A lot of people are surprised by it because they expect me to be a skinny little freak simply because I'm vegetarian. Sorry honey, but I still love cookies a little too much for that. WARNING: Waving a chicken leg, or any kind of meat infront of my face gives me no kind of cravin or anything like that. It simply makes me want to punch your face in. So watch it. Lately, meat and chicken and turkey and whatever people eat is so processed and filled with hormones and stuff like that, that it's not even meat anymore. It's not healthy. I happen to find it utterly disgusting.

2. Treehugger- I happen to be one. That does not a) mean I'm a hippie or b) means I smoke weed. I'm a treehugger simply because I think global warming will *** us all over. Everyone's always telling me to leave them alone, and to let them not recycle if they don't want to. I think that's just stupid. All I'm trying to do is SAVE THE PLANET! God. Don't be so testy about it. But I will tell you this: When global warming does *** us all over, please come to me and tell me I was right when I told you to recycle that piece of paper and you snapped at me and gave me the finger. I'll give me a slight sense of satisfaction before the world ends.

3. Optimistic/Pessimistic- I'm a mix of both. I can be the happiest person alive, or I can be the grimmest person alive. It depends on the issue and the time. This can sometimes come across as sarcasm or even hatred. Sorry about that. It's just the way I am.

4. Music- Music is my life, and I don't mean to sound "iconated" by that. It truly is. The music changes me, my mood, my life. It controls me. It flows through me and gives me a sense of control. Knowing I can simply change the radio station, the song, unlike everything else is slightly calming.

 5. Swearing- Sorry. Sometimes, I get carried away, and swear a little too much. This offends a lot of people, including my friends. If I'm doing it too much please stop me, tell me nicely, and I'll stop doing it around you. Swearing is just one of the many ways I get my anger out.

6. Love- Sigh. I happen to hate this topic because I'm not exactly sure about it. Sometimes, I believe love is an illusion, a trick of the human mind. Sometimes, when I see 84 year old couples who have been together since they're 13, I believe in it faithfully and completely. I've only had my heart broken, stomped on, and thrown away once. It hurt, I have to admit. It hurt a lot. But I'm over that now. I love boys and the giggly, flirty girl they can turn me into sometimes. I'll wait for it. I'm not in any rush, I'm only 13 after all.

7. People/Society- Sometimes, I hate to think about how I've completely given up on society. Seeing the way the world is going this way, completely saddens me. And when I say that I've given up on society, I don't mean all people. Just people who aren't willing to give peace a chance. It will be back by POPULAR DEMAND. There are some people who bring slight hope into my life. Take my little sister. Everytime I see her goofy one year old smile, it makes me giddy inside. Knowing that she has such a bright future ahead of her. Take my friends. They inspire me everyday. They keep me going, laughing, and enjoying life to the fullest. But some people like **cough** BUSH! **cough** have made me believe that society's pretty screwed. So many troops dead, and for what? POWER! Because, lately it's all everyone wants. POWER! Power to control other people. POWER! Power to control cities, countries, continents, towns. POWER! Power to take over the world. Build a bridge and GET OVER IT. I after all, control the world (jkjk.) But seriously, kiss my ass. You're stuck on this Earth, with 3 trillion or however people there are. You can't control them all honey. They all have their own individual opinion no matter how much they want to fit into their labels.

8. Labels- I almost forgot about this topic. Labels mean nothing. In my school, I'm most addressed as, or talked about as the "treehugger." *** that. That's not all I am. I hate the emos, the preps, the skaters, the gansters, who simply do not have the strenght to stand up against these labels. They let them stand by because maybe, people just don't want to be inviduals anymore. But don't you DARE label me something that I am not.  Actually, don't you dare label me at all. If I'm sad one day, instead of calling me "emo" please just ask me what's wrong! I might just trust you with my heart. Somedays, I'll get up and make jokes about labels (Ex. Shouting out "Homie G! Waddup yo man? I got me a new hokkah." or "Life is just a black hole of sadness.") I like making fun of it, because I find it ludicrous and ridiculous. Get up, fight these labels, and fight for YOUR INDIVIDUALITY!!! "Kay?!

9. Opinions- I'm hated by many loved by a few. And it's those few that keep me going. I belive in the Marylin Monroe quote "Imperfection is beauty, Madness is genius, and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous, than absolutely stupid." Hate me, talk crap about me, tear me up, analyze me because no matter how much you THINK you know me, you truly don't. There are only a few who have gotten past my walls, and those are loved by every inch of my bloody heart. Many people will talk a lot of crap about me, my opinions, and the way I've chosen to live my life. Heck, they'll even make rumors about me shagging someone (I have this thing with European phrases, shagging means having sex. So does "getting pelvic.") but I've chosen to not lose my virginity until I'm married, or I'm sure I've found the perfect guy for me. Which won't be anytime soon.

And, sigh, I'm done. Hopefully, that'll give you a little more about me, and the person I really am. Another thing; I use a lot of words that people don't understand. If you don't get it, please just ask me.

(:

No matter how intimidating I sound, I won't bite your head off, or kick your ass even though I'm perfectly capable.

So ummm, I don't usually blog.

It's hard to write about my everyday life because it's EVERYDAY.

But I guess I'll give it a try.

How about I start with my schedule?!?

I'll pretend you said yes.

1. Wake up @ 6:30 AM. Pretty fucking hard if you're a night person like me. Who likes to watch the sun rise and only has about 2 hours of sleep.

2. School. We all know how much school is hated by me. The teachers pick on me, and I'm just trying to get into a good high school. Get over it. Friends are fakes, and everyone's judging me on *** they've heard. I'm starting to hate going to school.

3. Home. You'd think this is the highlight of my day because *GASP* school is over. It's not. I have to babysit my annoying little brother, and my cute little baby sister. Ehhh.

4. Since tomorrow's turkey day, and me being a vegetarian and all, it doesn't work out so well. I'll end up eating tofuturkey, which sadly isn't the best tofu I've tasted. But I had to help around the house; it was pretty boring.

5. Sleep. Well, not technically. I'll stay up, watch the sunrise, and pray for snow to fall. I've been waiting for the first snowfall of the season for what seems like ages now. If it snowed everything would be so much better.

'Kay. So that happens to be my first post. Hopefully, I'll get better as I do more?

Hey! I said hopefully.

Anyways, I wanna sound like a TV before it goes into commercials so:

"Come back soon! Maybe I'll have something worthwhile for you to read!"

I think it works.

Over and out,

Yours 'till the snow falls,

Cammi

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