Is it just me or do I get the fever way to much?

Yes guys I have the fever again and I am meaning to to call my B.F.F god I miss her!

Anyway the last blog post was a taste of my new story!
god i have to go i feel ill

Chapter one of my book!

Chapter 1: What is happening?

Alice sat next to me, patting my back as I cried “Phoebe don’t worry it was a sick joke! It has to end soon” Feeling her hand rub my back as I had my head buried in my arms on my desk, Putting my head up softly my eyes squinted and I began to talk trying not to sound like I was crying “Really! And what if it doesn’t” I shouted. Thank god the class room was empty. “It’s all my Moms fault!” Alice stopped rubbing my back as if she was offended by my rude comment for my mother to be offended from. “You are impossible to help!” she stammered “Always blaming it on somebody, Fix it yourself!” Alice said as the grabbed her red coat and walked out the class room.

That was the Alice I knew! We could never fix things or have a fight without her doing something dramatic. Wiping my face from the tears I looked at my reflection in the mirror “Shit” My mascara was running “They said this was water proof!” Seeing Alice on a bench outside I smiled. She smiled back too.

I walked home in the rain, what happened to a perfectly nice sunny day? Looking down I saw my red chucks covered in mud. Personally I was too scared to go home, seeing my Mom. I bet the teacher gave her a ring. To tell her what happened. A soft buzzing noise came from my back pocket of my pants. Picking it up I saw it was my Mom calling. Hesitating to answer I pressed talk “Hello, you’ve got to Phoebe’s voicemail. Please...” I was cut off by my Mom. “Honey that’s not your voicemail” I paused and squinted my eyes. Still standing in the rain.  “What!” I waited for my mom to answer “I am out tonight so I am just picking stuff up from the store so let yourself in” She hung up. Rolling my eyes, out again!

The tall brown oak door of my home stood in front of me, like a monster I was powerless over. Clenching my fists I grabbed the keys and opened the door. I hated every inch of this home. “Hello!” I shouted even though I knew nobody was there. I was wrong. “Yes” said a deep man’s voice. “Oh...John” Damn my dad was home, although I wasn’t so sure about that. I had none of his looks what so ever. I had my mums eyes and mouth. But not her hair colour or nose. And it sure wasn’t his.  My black hair covered my face “Mom said I was alone” I said softly “Ahh...well she was wrong” I squinted my eyes “Obviously” I said.

John treat me like some mental kid who has no feelings only pity. As if I was some E.M.O freak, well I was sort of E.M.O with the long straight black hair, only ever wearing black. But I sure as hell wasn’t the freak part of the name.

Dropping my bag down I walked up stairs, eyes stuck on John. Staring back John hissed “Git child!” A feeling filled my body “I am not a child!” I screamed back. Nobody understood.

My room was covered in posters of celebrities, books and movies. Only I wasn’t interested in half of them. The big queen sized bed was in the left corner of my room, a completely white bed. Nothing but a handmade quilt and an old dolly, it was pointless keeping them I mean I never used them. Just slept on them that were really the only time I used them. Trust me. Softly lying on my bed as I felt depressed. The bed and my old dolly Old mag’s were the only thing that comforted me. As I cried so badly I wished I was a baby again so I could cuddle Old Mag’s without looking childish. Thinking about where my Mom was going to. Nobody ever told me where they were going only that they were going out or either I had to get my own dinner that was my favourite excuse because all we ever ate were take outs. Dreading every meal. I heard the door open and a high voice echoed the house “I’m home!” Trying hard to rub my eyes making sure I didn’t look like I was crying, only it didn’t help instead it made my cheeks red. I wanted to storm down stairs and start screaming, but that was a stupid idea. “Coming!” calmly walking downstairs I saw that Mom was empty handed only her handbag “No dinner?” I asked. A shiver went down my spine in case it was more take-outs. “No...” her voice drifting off into nowhere, Nodding as in I understood what she was going through. Only I didn’t. My Mom looked at me as if I was some demon with bright red cheeks. “You don’t look happy” Well somebody had to point that out. “Don’t I always look like this, Mom?” Sarcasm filled my voice. Her eyes told me not to be rude but her lips said a completely different thing. “Oh, ok it’s just your cheeks are bright red” Thanks! I thought. “A bit personal don’t you think Mom!” John started to tremble. As if he hasn’t seen me in this state before, he is my Dad! “Honey, no tell me you are not pregnant!” Gasping for breath as she asked, my mouth dropped open “Oh yeah, totally LIKE YOU!” Stunning even myself, I felt a hand grab me “I think that is enough honey” John said. Great is everybody just winding me up today? “Don’t touch me! And don’t call me honey!” I hissed back as I pushed him away from me. “Phoeb’s some people want to be a Teen Mom” The exact word echoed in my mind. Standing back I began to cry. “I HATE YOU! Because of your teen mom accident I am getting bullied” My Mom’s face hissed. I could see it clearly “It’s my entire fault is it?” She stammered. Replying wasn’t my main idea, instead I stormed out.

I was left standing in the cold rain, alone. Closing my eyes for a second to recap myself on what just happened I pulled myself together and began to walk towards the dodgy part of town. Well it didn’t seem dodgy to me. Maybe because I was so used to the smell of weed and the art or graffiti some would call it. Nobody really hurt anybody; Ally ways weren’t as bad as they sounded. Everybody who was normally seen was usually friends. Sort of it really depends. I only really went there to see Stone or George. We all call him Stone because of some silly old story, too old for me to remember. He worked at KIRBY’S MUSIC SHOP a second hand record shop.

Although on the sign the ‘B’ and ‘S’ from the Music part, compared to the amount of customers they get it is a massive store. I loved the sound of the 70’s music records. But mainly Elvis Oh how I loved Elvis! Some people are just born with talent, I’m not. It’s official.

My hands trembled as I noticed the glass door of the store was closed, the evidence was the close sign. I had always wanted to kick open a door like a secret F.B.I agent and tell everybody to put their hands up. But since the doors were glass it was most likely it would backfire and they would get smashed. Well back to square one. Squishing my face against the window trying to see if it was isolated, the door then opened because I must have been pushing it. “Stone?!” I shouted across the store. No reply. “Fine! Be that way” I said. But I knew he would come out. “Allo allo!” it sounded like some fail American English accent. “Hey!” I replied softer this time just in case he wasn’t far away so it didn’t sound like I was screaming in his ear. Stone didn’t seem to be here, but he was. The soft flicker of lights turned on “Um...Stone you may need a new light bulb before it explodes” Stone came out from behind the counter “Yeah. I was getting to that” Scribbling was heard as Stone wrote it on his to-do list. Padding up behind him to see what he was doing. When I noticed a new tattoo on his muscly arm “What is that?” I said pointing at the strange upside down shape. Well it was upside down to me. His head tilted to look at it. “Oh that! Um...It’s the sun and moon clashing together” Nodding in amusement. It didn’t look very good at the angle I was looking at. A record lay on its own on the counter top. I picked it up “Elvis!” I shouted in joy. “Yeah pretty sweet, new from today. I think it is his first album” That was the only album I haven’t heard. Grabbing it with my sweaty fist

And brought it to a record player. As it began to play a tingle went up my spine, it was the boogie. Dancing to it as if nobody was watching only somebody was. Not the biggest deal. But I went along. Stone must have become bored counting all the money he did NOT earn today. The music rung in my head, but it was a joyful sound. Twirling backwards was a bad Idea as I fell on the ground with a heavy thud. A hand helped me up with the sound of laughter trying to hide; only something was wrong. Stone’s touch felt weird and rough as if something possessed him. “Um...are you ok, Stone?” I asked politely or I was hoping it to be polite. The movement of nodding was seen from Stone. Suddenly the bulb exploded I almost screamed; only I didn’t. My stomach started to turn. Shaking my head I stepped back towards the door “Bye Stone see you soon” I said as I left turning the ‘CLOSE’ sign to ‘OPEN’.

Graffiti covered the walls in the ally way. Weed smelling smoke filled the air; well it was nice to get out. Right now I wish I had a cigarette I thought. Leaning against a wall watching the not moving art I saw a young girl, at least ten. She should not be down here at this time of night. Rolling my eyes I walked up to her. People watching me, I knelt down in front of her. “Where’s you Mom?” I asked softly. I literally vomited at the sight I saw next. The girl’s eyes bulged out of her head letting some sort of shadow out of her body. Screaming I looked at the dead limp body of the girl. “CALL 911 SOMEBODY!” only when I said that people started to back away or run. But that is when I noticed the corpse of the girl seemed to be miming words.

I woke up in my bed with a wet towel on my forehead I saw Stone and Alice above me. “I saw. A...girl” Alice patted me. “You said that, you banged your head” Blinking in confusion, Did I? “No I did! Truly believe me!” but instead their reaction was to giggle and walk away. Leaving me alone with only dreadful memories.

I looked at old Mag’s; I wasn’t scared to cuddle her now. No matter how childish I looked. I began to whisper to her. “You believe me right?” That’s when I realised. Was I the only one who saw her?

My school blog!!!

DAYUM guys
I am posting from school
We are playing Guess what I am.
My friend Polly* is a peanut
Becky* is a fire hydrant
And Sophia* is a squirrel!

Yes I am still trying to guess what I am!
It's something I used to have,
An animal....
Yeh Pollys* answer was just ruined by a friend! God that was so annoying!
She isn't playing now because she cheated so..... She really has to learn!

Omg on you tube search
Asain Dad reacts (B+ YOU DIE!)
Well I found out I was a fish!

By guys!
*names have been changed

Five reasons why I can never be in the Olympics!

1. You are not allowed to eat meat or protean which is sucky because i need it because I am so fricken skinny!

2. I can't even do a rolly-polly!

3. Everything is just to....far away!

4. I will fall of onto my head and never be able to stand.

5. Being a retard is not an Olympic sport!

Real words!

DAYUMMM!!!!
Its official I am awesome for using real words such as:
• Pree (Means fast movement although If I were you don't say it to much to your family since they proably don't know what it means and you may get in trouble)
• Teh (Meaning it's just the but with the e and h mixed around)

•DAYUMM (Damn)

•Tingy (thingy)

Modern family!

DAYUMM!
Honey if you ain't seen Modern family teh series, well I am counting how long you have to live!
10........9..........8............7
I suggest you turn your t.v on and find it within
6.........5..........4......3.2.1!
Too late :(
Well I am carving your coffin as we speak , what type of flowers do you like?
I like roses! (HINT HINT) But it's not my funeral it's yours.

Anyway Enjoy your last 10 seconds left of life!
Oh wait make that 4........3......2......1
Gaggggh forget it you were gonna die anyways!

Another day with teh cold!

Hey guys!!! I get colds easily now maybe because it's winter? No because you don't get a hot in summer. Confusing I know!!!!
Did you know the flu and a cold are completely different! YES THEY ARE!!
GAGHHHHHGURGLE!!!!!!!!
//(^_^)\\
It's me, Well sort of!

I think I better go! You don't want to catch a virus!!!
Haha do you get it cause I would spread my cold to the computer and it would catch a virus!!!!
To funny! To funny

The meaning of life (And other unrelated things)

Live
In
Fun &
Excitement


Unrelated things:

U
Gotta
Love
Yourself!

Floppy
Indescribable
Not fun
God made them
Evil
Retarded

Great Boyish
Indescribable Over teh top
Really funny Yikes
Lovers. Stupid
Sweet

Websites +

Visit these websites if:
•You have the erge to feel sorry for yourself
•You boyfriend just dumped you because you constantly feel sorry for yourself
•You have acne on your face
•You got knocked up at 16
•You have just crapped orange shit
•Or you just realized how bad Big time rush is! Good for you
•And last but not least nobody gives a flying f*** about you!

dogsoftheinterwebs.tumblr.com

Makemebabies.com

Totallylookslike.com

Iam.beyonce.com.

Intothegloss.com

Americadirect.co.nz

Enjoy you f***en freaks of nature!!!!!

The flu of mine

I had the flu today, plus to make it worse I got braces on Friday teh 13.
My throats sore my nose is blocked and my asthmas playing up, again!

I'm watching Austin and Ally as I type.
It's a disney show, which says crap all over.
Although Ally wears some good clothes.

'cough cough' literally!
I must go now I feel really ill and my cat (Jewels is her name) is sleeping on my in an awkward position.
OH JESUS CHRIST ALMIGHTY!!!!
JEWELS JUST FARTED!!!!!
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!
It's almost as bad as my third nipple!

Bai guys!

SCANDALS!

One of the new scandals is that Suzanne Collins may have copied the hunger games.
Evidence shows that a book in Japan has the same meaning and plot of the Hunger games!
The story goes that 42 year nine students are placed on an island each with a fort. They get one parcel only and nobody knows what is inside it. The only thing they do know is that it is a weapon. You can get a shot gun, taser or a sword (I think)
They must fight to the death and only one would win.
I also know that this book was published in 2001 (But we are still unsure)

Justin Beiber is being sued!
By who you ask? A young fans mother.
Reports show that the reason she is sueing (most likely spelt wrong) because when her daughter went to his concert the fans the music was so loud her daughter got a thing (forgot the name of problem she got) where her daughter has a ringing sound in her ears forever.
The record company the stage place and something else are all being sued.

Thanks I will be back (Hopefully) with more scandals

My Ipop blog app

Hey guys!
I am blogging from my I pod.
Its an app I got of I tunes
Anyway I just finished watching my soaps such as Coronation street and emmerdale.
The big bang happened! I know that Peter does not die but I thought he would and nick and Leanne would get together.
But no
Anyway have you heard the new song by Pink called Blow me (one last kiss)
O.C.D over that song
And did you hear about the man in America who caught a 5 year old autistic girl (I think she was 5) off a three story building. The young child was not hurt but the man tore a ligament (Or he tore something like that)
I would like to say a that the man who saved the child we are all very great full and that without you that child would be either badly damaged or dead. So thank you!

Ahhh the magic of digital editing!

Hi guys.

Do you ever have that feeling in your head were you are completely blank?

So blank watching T.V won't help?

I do, so far I have done everything my needs want me to do. Like eat a jam filled croissant.

Anyway I have found a singer who sucks at acoustic (In my opinion)

Here Is the link to it

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEV2yFdQ-h0

Lets hope it works!

now here is the link to it edited

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEV2yFdQ-h0

Aghhh the magic of digital editing!

Lots of love

-M.K

Inspiring Best friends

LALALA
I feel so happy! Emily and I are best friends again! LALALA
I just blew up (not literally I really don't want to die young)
Any way today I told my dad about this blog and he got all excited like I just learnt how to walk.
This is how it goes
"Omg a blog, Why didn't you tell me"
"Um?"
"Can you give me the link to it?"
"Um..."
"Thanks"

Anyway do any of you ever feel inspired?
I don't I only feel inspired by my friends and family.
Actually that was a cheesy american lie! I have never felt inspired.
So I am not going to bother inspiring you! sorry.

Well I am so happy me and Emily are BEST FRIENDS!!!

LOTS OF LOVE
-M.KM5EGKKMPJHEDARSRXAJXASPM

Other blog

Hey guys could you visit and follow my friends blog?

http://rachelssecretplace4546.blogspot.co.nz/

I'm not going to tell you what is in it, I want it to be a SUPRISE!

Lots of love
-M.k

Friendships

Hey guys,
I lost my best friend in a fight, She hasn't said sorry yet. A pain!
But I need some advice yet on how to get through it. I mean she called me some nasty things.
And I cried a lot.
But I feel empty.
She says she is sisters with a pen pal, But I personally think that's a load of nonsense
I don't even think she is real. Her name is *Sophia (The pen pal) And *Lily (My ex best friend) 
Can somebody leave a comment.


Lots of love
-M.K


*(name has been changed)
   

   

  




 
Lots of love
-M.K

Boyz

Hey guys!
Are you at that stage of life were you like BOYZ!
Well its not likely he may like you back, In fact he actually may stay far away from you and call you a freaky stalker. It can get worse he may move school!
Tough luck!
But hey you may be lucky you may the 5% out of a 100% to actually ask the guy who actually likes you back.
If you are like my friend she asked a guy out and he said no , So she kidnapped him, harassed him and locked him in her attic for many days on end.
AND NOW THEY ARE MARRIED! sort of!

Anyway nothing goes to plan, actually nothing ever does go to plan.

If you have a boyfriend or a freaky stalker dude you don't know who likes you and you want to say "LEAVE ME ALONE" without the whole screaming or caps, In fact without the whole leave me alone thing.
Which only leaves you to saying nothing and being very freaked out read below.

Long term relationships are very hard to maintain.
So to make sure you keep in touch (Not like putting your hand across the world to touch each other) But  send postcards tell each other how it is going or when you may becoming back for a trip!
Remember just because you are in a diffrent country does not mean it is easier to cheat IN FACT CHEATING WILL MAKE IT HARDER to hard it will be over before you can say

SupercalafrjalisticexpealliedoshispofothosthadthetvegidfadwaybehblehblehsarecomingcharlieGRABONTOOOURTOUNGESchoochooshoeforthahtgshideskihgop.

Be warned. BOYZ the girls are watching you!

  

Told you!

Lots of love
-M.k

Broken keys

Hey guys!

I do piano, As you can tell I suck. 

Because I am to lazy. Some people at my school are destined to be piano players.

Not me, Never God cursed me to never be good at piano.

SHUT UP I KNOW YOUR LAUGHING!! hahahaha

Anyway I swear I have killed all the keys.

So next time you try to play it the keys will 

B r

           o

                k

                        e

                   n

I think I may have murdered my pianos joy!

Poor piano! I feel sorry for playing so badly. STUPID CURSE!

GAGHHH! My mum won't let me quit I mean I have 2 terms left of school can't i quit now and start again at college? NO! 

Well you can laugh all you want because when I become a Forensic Pathologist I will be far more mature!

WHO'S LAUGHING NOW?

Anyway who ever is laughing still do this:

1. Get a piece of scrap paper  and write this

norom a am I

2. Stick it on your forehead

3.  GO TO A MIRROR AND READ IT ALOUD

Yea that's all for now

Lots of love

-M.K

Rolemodels

Hey guys,
I found out Ellie Goulding was on the Graham Norton Show!
I am so excited to watch it! I wonder what song she is singing? Lights, Guns and Horses Maybe writer?
Anyway Everybody has a Rolemodel.
Weather its your parents, A singer, A pet.
 Ellie Goulding is my rolemodel! Plus if you know me and are in my class she looks like Bridie! (My Shakespeare teacher) I mean because you know the time Ellie dyed her hair A vanilla peachy colour well my drama teacher has those colours on the tip of her hair!
Pretty scary but whenever I see her i think ELLIE GOULDING straight away.

Think I mean you have your whole life to meet new people to give you an option on your rolemodel. Not me i straight away knew she was mine!
Anywho.
Thanks

Lots of love
-M.k

Art of today

Hey guys, This blog is supposed to be about art.
It is, in a way.
The art of writing. Its not an art you will see in a gallery!
But a book is art if you want it to be.
Nobody said art was pictures and sculptures.
Art is also music, Movies, Photos, Modelling. You get where I am going.

Art is not what you see, but what you make others see-Degas

                   

 Don't be one of these people!

Lots of love

-M.k

Shave 4 a cure!

Hey guys!
2 of my friends shaved their hair for cancer, I was hoping you would be kind enough to sponsor them?
I did.
Go onto  http://www.shaveforacure.co.nz
And search Sushanta Mudaliar And Amy Cook.

Also If you want to sponsor an extra person search Sushila Pillai (Sushanta's Mum)

Anyway please it would be a big help if you did sponsor them!

College

Hey guys! again.
The time when you reach year 8 is hard, because of the college choices.
Its hard for me because I have one friend who is going to one school and the rest of my friends are going to another, And I chose the one where all my other friends are going.
But the friend who is going to the other school doesn't know yet.
So yes it is a challenge.
But hey use your instincts.
I am!

Lot of love
-M.K

Websites

Hey guys i have some funny websites to go onto!


http://www.cakewrecks.com/

http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/

http://www.roflcat.com/

Enjoy them because hell they are funny!

Lots of love
-M.k

Best friends

Hey guys I'm back, again!
I would like to say that my best friend is like a pet Baboon! (In a good way!)
She is like a four leaf clover. Hard to find, lucky to have.
When I'm sad she is my shoulder. When I am cold she is my heater. When I am tired she is my pillow.
When I am happy she is my smile.
But most of all when I need a friend she is there!
I guess you could call us:
Peas  in a pod
Partners in crime
Best buds
The three amigos (Without the 3)


Friendships are strong, sometimes they will hit an iceberg but to keep it staying strong you have to build a little thing called hope!
Friendship is also like peeing yourself, Everyone can see it but only you get the warm feeling that it brings!



Hugs and kisses-Mary

Dreams

Hey guys, again!
Do you ever wish you could re live your dreams from a child?
Like when you wanted to be a princess wearing frilly pink or blue stuff?
I do, only sometimes!
But In my dreams I sometimes dream that I am flying about 2 feet in the air! But I actually try, I know it sounds weird but its fun trying things you can't do. My Dad used to have the same dreams of flying too.
Which is unusual.
Any way, Dreams to me usually  represent what I did the day before.

Of course dreams can be anything really.
Like nightmares or goals or a dream of what you want to be when you are older.
But who said the were easy or difficult? Nobody because only you know what you want and how far you will go for it.
If I were you I'd go for it. Live your dream.
Let nobody get in the way of that!

 Imagine yourself in one of these Pictures, What would you do?




Lots of love
-M.k

Reputations

Hey guys back again!

Anyway how many if you have girls at their school who call them selves 'Popular'?

I do, I won't say their names but one of them is a blond.

This is something she said to me once " I'm awesome cause I know people you don't!" 

I guess that's telling us something?

But that makes us awesome to, cause hey we know better people than that!

Once again guys the 'Popular' girls are labelling everybody. 

It's not fair. 

I dare you, Go up to them (not at school) and tell them what you think, What everybody who dislikes them thinks of them.

Don't be scared. 

Tell them labelling is a way of bullying, and it is not on.

My Mum told me this, You may not want to think it in this way but hey. We have are differences.

People who think they are cool, Aren't cool.

People who don't think their cool, Are cool.

But then every bodies going to think of themselves as not cool, which is thinking they are cool but then they aren't cool and it's back to square one.

So really nobody is cool, Or popular. 

Personally I don't care what other people think of me. Or how I look. Do you?

Don't put up with their bull-sh*t

Do this:

Bitch: I'm cooler than you

You: 'Sneeze' (btw you have to say sneeze)

Bitch: What?

You: Sorry I'm allergic to your bull-sh*t

Bitch: (hopefully walks away)

Lots of Love

- M.k

Best friends+ Bands= AWESOME (only sometimes)

Hey guys, Again!
Anyway I feel brand new and fresh. Being best friendless is okay.
I mean why do you need a best friend anyway, I mean sometimes you don't need to label people.
You don't.
I guess she was quite rude and selfish. But hey, who said we were perfect!
If anyone who is reading this has a problem, send me a message. I will help!
Anyway I have found out some good artists. Do me a favour and check them out!
Thankies!

Ellie Goulding (Favourite singer)
Mumford and sons
Florence and the machine ( another of my favourite bands)
Paramore
Maroon 5 (My favourite band!)
Kimbra
Gotye
Cimorelli

               

Funny pictures

Hey guys again!
Each day we get brighter and stronger, did you know that?
Anyway! Tomorrow morning at school we are doing a exhibit on Egypt.
My friends and I are doing it on Gods and Goddesses. COOL RIGHT?




 
hope you like these pics! LOL

Quotes

Hey to all the people out there who are reading or read.
I would like to say i may not become popular on here but at least I know people read this :)
Here are some of my favourite quotes! Enjoy
FSGHgffdhferrsjfyg-My cat can dance on the keyboard!-Anonymous 
If roses had a different name would they smell as sweet?-Shakespeare
Bullies are like a blunt knife, they try to hurt you but their just not sharp enough-Me!
Some people fall in love others just step in it-Anonymous 
I DON'T CARE HOW OLD I AM, I AM GOING ON THAT BOUNCY CASTLE!!-ME
IMAGINE THE HUNGER GAMES AS A BIG GAME OF HIDE AND SEEK, IF THEY FIND YOU. YOUR DEAD!
HUGS AND KISSES!-MARY

FIRST BLOG

Hey bloggers!
My name is Mary.
Well this is an introduction of my blog. I will be posting all sorts of bits and bobs.
Like um.....Recipes, pictures, fashion tips, Advice....etc
I am personally really excited. I have no followers at the moment but i hope to have some soon!

                       I ♥ hunger games!