Almost There

Somehow this year has flashed by. I have dated three people this year, which totals me to exactly five people, the same amount of people my mom dated including my dad. I don't know whether to find it sad that my mother dated only five people, or the fact that I managed to date that many in two years. I dunno, you decide.
I've been playing with names lately, only girl names though cause all the guy names I like are much weirder then those of the girls (such as Bat and Hammy... maybe Able). I'm really into the name Memory right now. I can explain why for once, too! I was listening to my i-pod and writing and I couldn't think of a name for a character, so I said, "I'll just name them after the next song title that comes up" and it just HAPPENED to be Memory by Sugercult. It's a pretty name, too.
On another note, I'm really into Pokemon right now. Well, I always have been, but even more so at this point. My favorite remains what it has been for the past... ten years now, Eevee, though Totodile, Chimchar, Skitty, Buneary, and Vulpix have slowly added themselves into the top six (haha, because you can only carry six around at a time, get it?). The really sad bit is I'm blogging this for the whole world to see.
Now, my question this week for my readers to pounder then comment on is this: How do you killa vampire? You can use your own ideas, traditional refrences from books, or modern ideas, such as those from Stephenie Meyer. I look forward to seeing your responses.

Boredom

The usual. Sad, hm? Well, I suppose ranting is not good enough today.
It's snowing here in Minnesota, which sucks. I mean, I like looking at it, but why does it have to be cold? Preferably, I'd like it warm, but sometimes you just can't choose. Let's just say I'm moving very far away one day, most likely to an island in the Pacific.
Anyhow, I've already watched The Lion King II. If you know my family that's saying something. My brother made fun of the plot, I had my sexual innuendos. It was all very fun.
Well, I need to go shovel now, which will be interesting.
I'm asking for a flamethrower for Christmas, which I'm sure I won't be receiving. Bye!

Chapter Five

She is mad at me
I have no idea why
but she is.

Her face is red
Her blue eyes storming
Yet, I don’t know what is wrong

The scene is gone

There are flashes of liquid
blood red,
flowing

And there are bats everywhere
trying to tell me something
Something life changing

Help

I'm writing in my families Christmas letter this yr... (sorry, the non-...religious generic holiday newsletter)and I have no idea what to write my artical on.
That's where you all come in.
Can you comment on what would be interesting about my year (must be about me, and has to be child appropriate).
Well, have fun.

I Feel Bla

Ok, so. This is a description of how I feel this week:
Half the time I don't know what to say, and when I do, I open my mouth and nothing comes out.
Today I'm butter yellow, which doesn't really look like butter, but still is called that. Tomorrow I will be as pink as a rose. The next day I think I'll be black like night.
The only way I know I'm not fake is when I watch The Real Housewives on Bravo.