My Apologies!

I’m sorry to have been away for so long, but look! I’m alive! In response to Singer14’s comment about friendship and wetting yourself: I loved it! That is definitely going as a facebook post! Sadly I’m so paranoid and freaky that no one here will ever discover my facebook page. Oh well!

The Tangerines will be returning soon! Hope you’re all looking forward to it!

Briefly,
😉
Cleo

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By Fabio

Poem Sunday (1)

~Ok, so I’ve been letting you guys down. I haven’t done that dumb Story Saturday OR replaced it with Poem Sunday. Well in this hour of *checks calendar* Sunday! (yes, I was right! It is NOT Saturday, Randy!!!) I will be finally abiding by my promise. Not saying it’ll be good or anything, but it won’t be a freaky poem because I watched Paranormal Activity. So….yeah. Here we go!

Sayonara,
Cleo 

 

Inspiration for poem: Amber and Jo, but mostly Amber (not out of anger! ^_^)

The Cold Fate

The sun could fall at any minute,

and break the moon’s interesting balance,

while the two seem happy as a team,

there could be a reason not to form one.

After countless years of being together,

something could drive

its heavy wedge between them.

Even their bond of sisterhood,

their pact to always join,

one could be unhappy,

and waiting for the other to fall.

The moon will sit there,

pleasant and unaware,

but as time goes on and on,

she’ll notice

her sister is missing,

the one person she thought trust would hold with,

the only other that knows all her secrets,

Because her sister didn’t take her seriously,

because she thought she’d be forgiving as always,

and not say a word.

What the sun will not comprehend,

is that the moon will ache, cry, and fight with a burning hatred

for the love they once had.

Stars will crash,

the Earth will pay,

and the moon still may not

force the sun to understand

that even if she is tired and weary

she worked to rise and fall in sync with her partner

 but the other gave up

and lost hope and everything important to her,

so the moon decides,

if I shall be forgotten and thrown away,

like an old star about to burn out,

I will do it myself. I do not need this.

I am my own person,

my own personality exists,

and I am not just the other half

of the sun’s work.

I will not fall,

I will not give in,

I will decide to end this,

so that life may be a better place

without my misery.

The moon forced all her stars

upon her face

and before giving the sun a second glance

she killed herself

with a force and rage…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By Fabio

*shivershiver*

So last night I watched Paranormal Activity. Not the 2nd one or the new 3rd one that just came out a couple weeks ago, the first one from 2007 (I think). I enjoy scary movies as long as they’re not peeyourpantsscary. Unfortunately, that is what I got and not at all what I expected when I watched Paranormal Activity.

I was holding onto my dad’s arm the whole time, and about 5 different times he had to make me stop because I was digging my nails into ‘im. Another fact: my nails are REALLY long and natural because I like them better that way. Short nails just freak me out, like it’s stopping Mother Nature’s plan or something.

Okay, so the movie is about this couple who live together named Micah and Katie. Ever since Katie was 8 years old, this demon has been following her (and yes, it’s evil) being active and then laying dormant for different spans of years. Now that’s Katie’s living in a new house with her boyfriend Micah, things have slowly been getting worse. Micah decides to set up a video camera so he can film every “paranormal activity”. All this weird stuff happens, like the door opens and closes, something moves their sheets and gets under the bed while their sleeping, it throws Katie’s keys in the middle of the kitchen floor, and eventually it gets more violent. In the last like 10 minutes of the movie, Katie’s been dragged down the hallway kicking and screaming with something like bite marks on her arms, legs, and stomach, she’s been possessed, their spiritologist comes back to the house after saying the demon is “harmless” and realizes that it’s an evil spirit and runs away like the scared little boy he really is, and in the end Katie is possessed yet again. We hear her screaming down in the kitchen and then Micah runs there too (and we can’t see anything because the camera we’re seeing through and Micah set up is in the bedroom at the top of the stairs) and he screams something close to, “KATIE!! OH SHI-” and then everything down there goes silent.

We hear thumping up the stairs and then all of sudden BOOM! Micah’s dead body is thrown at the camera. Then we see Katie crouching over him and moving roboticly (so we know she’s possessed) and she just kind of sniffs over his body. Then she gets close to the camera, smiles, and then has this demon face just before she attacks the camera.

I repeated a lot but I’m pretty freaked out right now. I think I’m gonna go watch “Friends” on nick or find a movie or something.

Sayonara,
Cleo

😯 😦

By Fabio

A Long Story Gone Awry

Language has been censored so this is appropriate for all audiences.

This is also going to be longer than normal! 😈

Ok, so being sick for a week is apparently BAD. You’ll be piled high with pounds of make-up work, reading, MATH, and…and… FLARGENHOFF! I forgot what I was going to say. Oh! Now I remember!

Let’s start the day from 4th period Science with Ms. M, the nasal voice lady I ranted about that one time. I had a pretty good time in that class for the most part; my friend Andi and I talk about anime, Asian-Nathan talks about me goofily as if I’m not there, and Ehren sits there quietly until he makes a comment on one of Asian-Nathan’s pervy jokes.

UNTIL “IT” SHOWED UP.

“It” is a girl. Named Asia. Asia the buttface.

We were in the same math class together last year with Casey (my buddy, I miss our gym/math time together SO MUCH!) and she always made snarky comments about how we dressed, what we talked about, how we talked about it, and why we would. She acted as if she controlled how WE acted.

Casey and I both hate her snarky little guts. Well, this year I have science with her. I despise her, she despises me, it’s how it works. So Asia-the-buttface came over and was casually talking to Andi and pretending I didn’t exist. Every time Andi said something funny about a lame question Asia had (she was just asking these things to make me annoyed, as if I value her conversations with me SOOO much) I laughed and we would start having our own talk. THAT was supposed to be the hint Asia was supposed to take to leave.

BUT NO.

Asia doesn’t understand what the word “excluding” means. Eventually she went back to her own lab partner, who happened to be Rob, Casey’s boyfriend. (Just so you know, Rob dislikes Asia too, but not as much as Casey and I) We were working with speed, distance, time, and acceleration. Rob is really smart when it comes to science so I went over to him to get some help with the worksheet.

Rob and I were working on it together, and the whole time Asia was rudely shouting at me with her GIANT mouth (also, Asia is black [not being racist!] so she has the accent to prove it) , “CLEO! Cleeeeeo! What’s this lil girl’s last name? Eggers? CLEO EGGS! HEY CLEO EEGS! MOVE! GET YOU A@@ BACK TO YOUR OWN PARTNER! ANDI KNOWS, SHE A SMART GIRL! LEEEEAVE!”

(Just so you know, my name has nothing to with Eggs. It starts with an E, I just don’t want to say it on the internet. But those were the actual names she thought were mine.) Thanks to her, I missed the whole answer and explanation Rob was giving me on number 13, and only heard: “So it’s 10 minutes.” At least I understood what he said when we got to number 16, the other one I had a problem with. I HATE ONLY GETTING THE ANSWERS. I wanted to know why it was 10 minutes, but I wasn’t about to make him repeat it again when I already asked him at least five times. I didn’t want to make him annoyed, when by that time he was anyways because of Asia’s constant yammering.

After I left to turn my work in (and thanked Rob for his help) Asia was acting extremely proud of herself, like she had been the one to “scare me off”. I dunno what happened after that because my memory sucks, but the next thing I recall is Asia telling me I “should really shut the h@@@ up”. I told her, “Yes, I should.” and then went back to talking with Andi. Then Asia popped up again and said, “What didu say lil girl?!” (I meant to write “didu” because with her type of speech it sounded like it was one word) And I repeated what I said.

Then this whole argument thing went off, but I’m pretty sure she got the message to leave me alone. I didn’t cuss at her, so it’s not  like I was biting her head off or anything. I just made it so she wouldn’t want to talk anymore. PLEASE LET ME HAVE DONE THAT! Well, it all just sucked. She ruined my science class! That’s one of my favorites because there’s little work and plenty of time to chat with Andi, Asian-Nathan, and Ehren.

Now we have to skip ahead of lunch and into 5th period, gym.

My Sevie (Sevie: a seventh grader belonging to/being friends with an eighth grader; something an 8th grader prefers to call their seventh grade friend or seventh grade “property” in a friendly way) is named Katherine, but she hates her name. Katherine prefers to be called Takk because it’s less girly and shows her true personality. Takk likes: black clothing, screamo bands, punk bands, Gir (from “Invader ZIM”), anime, manga, Chibi Vampire, and others of the type.

Takk is extremely loud, emotional, and creative! All in good ways!! Today she learned that she has a 61% in English and was freaking out about how her mom was going to kill her, her step-dad was going to be extremely upset and how this wasn’t something he wanted to hear after being gone a week on business, and how she’d be grounded forever. We were talking (Takk was screaming) about it, and all the “Ghetto girls” were acting really PO’d.

(I say “Ghetto girls” because they’re not really from the Ghetto, they just have that kind of attitude)

When we came back from the locker room after we changed, Takk was singing Last Resort by Papa Roach almost as loud as she could and this one girl named Kari turned around and just said, “Excuse me, but SHUT UP B@@@@!”

That set both of us off and we argued and fought (verbally of course) with her for at least another 10 minutes until we had to do our warm ups.

That was a bad moment for me.

And worst was, yesterday was Crazy Sock day during our Spirit Week (today was Spirit Colors [green and white], and tomorrow is Hats and Shades Day) and the Yearbook kids came into gym and took Takk’s pic cuz she was wearing black and green striped leggings. Takk made this sign:

Which apparently does not mean “Rock on!” but “I worship the devil. GO SATIN!” is correct. This is exactly what Kari pointed out, and apparently she thinks that we’re both devil-worshipers or something because we stood up for it.

IT DOES TOO MEAN ROCK ON.

But yeah. Then, during 7th and 8th today, we had a Pep Rally.

Casey, Rob, and this one other guy I should really explain all sat together.

Guy I Should Really Explain:

His name…is Bart. He’s got this big melon head, glasses, brown hair, crooked teeth, and apparently is as interested in manga and anime as my friends and I are (yeah, right *sarcasm*). We were enemies last year, this year we were friends, briefly liked him, dated him for 1 1/2 days, and now hate him AGAIN. So that’s our whole history in a nutshell.

If you wanna know why I hate him again, that’s a whole different story and will be in one of my upcoming Cleo History Lessons. Yesh. XD I will take a vote and we’ll then know what should come first. But you really don’t have a choice and have to read the Lesson anyways. 😆

So Casey, Rob, me, Bart, and a crowd of our other friends that we don’t talk to as much but wish we could more all sat together in the uppermost rows of the bleachers on the track. We were having a good time, I was ignoring Bart, and Rob had his arm around Casey. Then someone started cracking pervy jokes and the whole thing just turned on Bart, he blamed it on me, I told our friend Ty, and it got kind of ugly in a hilarious friendly kind of way (excluding Bart and I from the friendly part). Amber, Molly, and Avery are all in the band so they were out there on the track playing as loud as the could and everyone pretty much ignored them.

I felt bad, so I cheered extra loud when they finished. After a while, it was time to go and so Casey-buddy and I said goodbye and then we met up at our lockers after dismissal with Rob (and sadly Bart) and walked out to the buses together.

And that was the end of my cruddy yet slightly great day.

Now, let’s take a look at the winners of the Candy Poll!

1st Place:

FLAVORED GUMMIES AND CHOCOLATE!

2nd Place:

RED VINES! 

3rd Place:

Skittles

4th Place:

Twizzlers
(WHAT?!?!) 

So long, and have a wonderful day! I’m sorry I didn’t have any interesting pictures, but you get the point of my…uh…daily rant! XD

Sayonara,
Cleo

😯

By Fabio

Flargenhoff

Being sick and all, I had a lot of time to think and draft on my sims 3 blog. Of course, since my blog is on vacation I’m going to spend some of my left over time saving stuff for it. I know it doesn’t make much sense to still write my blog and not post anything, but with this break I can have whatever Deadline I want!

I really hate Deadlines. They drive me insane!! I mean, I want to be able to do my work whenever I want and not have to care about getting in trouble if it’s not finished. That’s kind of what that break is all about. I know not many simmers read this (they mostly hang out at the Tangerines’ place) but I felt like I owed you guys some kind of explanation.

Now onto more interesting stuff.

Wait, I haven’t DONE anything interesting!

I’ve been moping around the house as sick as….as…as…..The Sick Bug! I dunno any bugs that make you get sick. Ummm, mosquitoes? African Flies that are the size of grapefruits?

I’ve also had a lot of time to think and gather some random tidbits of information.

1) Why are doctors’ offices always so brightly colored? Is it to entertain the younger children who are dreading getting a flu shot? Is it to show them one last happy thing before entering a sterile white room full of needles, cold, prying, hands, and a freezing round thingy attached to the doctor’s headphones he insists on slamming against your chest and back?

2) How do companies afford commercials? If the commercial is to get people to buy their products so they’ll have enough money to keep the company open, how do they afford the advertisement? Do they put it on their tab?

3) Are rats and animals like that really incredibly gross? Or is it Disney movies like Ratatouille and Cinderella, with all her little mice friends, that make us think they’re not really that bad?

4) Why is pure cranberry so tart? I mean, aren’t all red things usually sweet or sour? No one ever told me they were tart! I mean, this is what I look like when I eat a strawberry:

Then this is what I look like after I’ve drunk some cranberry garbage:

I’m sorry. That face is just too disgusting. But anywho, let’s move on to something less…ICK.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Phew. I had to get that face off my drafting screen.

5) Why did I keep that face thingy up there?!?! I should delete it.

6) But I won’t. I’m never going to delete it. NEVAAAAAR!

7) Flargenhoff. It’s my new word for when things happen in ways I don’t expect, don’t want, and frankly hate. FLARGENHOFFFFF!!!

8 ) That is all. Carry about your business students.

9) I totally just sounded like a Principal. YESH. XD

By Fabio