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I did write an entire entry on how my nine-year-old cousin tried to kill me (several times), but I was so tired of typing out all of the trouble he gave me that I gave up. Basically, he stabbed me with a pencil (and by stab, I mean he held it up in the air and ran at me, the end result being the pencil colliding with my stomach). However, the pencil hadn't been sharpened recently, so it didn't pierce through. He also kicks me, grabs my left boob (as an attack mechanism but wtf?), calls me names, throws things at me, including a five-pound wicker basket, dice, and toys. He is currently seeing a psychiatrist. Uncle Mike is afraid to leave me alone with Dillon for fear I will turn up dead (or something). This is a problem considering I am his babysitter.
For the past seven or eight days, I have had nothing but nightmares. I'm sure that my recent obsession with ghost stories hasn't helped any, but I'd also like to blame the combination of ghost stories and my (what was once very small) fear of the dark. But really, I'm generally not afraid to be alone in my dark bedroom. The only dark places I am ever really uncomfortable in (or out)- my basement and outside. Outside more than my basement, but only when I am alone. It doesn't help at all that my nightmares kind of revolve around me getting killed, getting chased by Jigsaw (SAW DUDE, I just remembered his name yesterday!), Jigsaw being outside of Mr. Hood's make-believe vacation house in Sandy Pines, my dog running away (you should know how much I love my dog(s)<3), et cetera. The list goes on and on and on and so on. Anyway, last night, for the first time, I didn't have any nightmares! I actually don't remember my dream at all, but that's just fine with me.
Other than that, nothing has really happened EXCEPT THAT I SAW HARRY POTTER OoTP LAST NIGHT! I went with Jack and it was lots of fun, especially hitting people in the head with beach balls, except that I really just gave all of my (beach)balls to Jack and let him hit people in the head. I really did try to protect Sarah, though. I attempted to intercept the ball, but it was apparently too much for me. He missed anyway. =P
I was kind of disappointed by the movie. I absolutely hate the new Dumbledore. He sucks so much. OMG. First of all, Dumbledore is described as being calm and brilliant (he doesn't yell all the fricken time) and he's supposed to be this great, powerful wizard. The Dumbledore on screen is a fricken maniac who apparently likes to yell, and definitely has Harry's caps-lock complex (OotP). You know, it really just pissed me off. And he sucked at appearing powerful, too. But that's just me. And WTF IS UP WITH THE ENDING? The movie goes by so slowly, and I felt that certain scenes gained way too much attention than they should have. The kissing scene, though it was pretty hot, definitely dragged on for WAY too long, while the end of the movie, which is actually really important, went by super fast. Sirius' death was lame. A lot more attention was given to it in the book.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the movie, but I definitely prefer the books.
I AM SO EXCITED FOR THE SEVENTH BOOK!
Afterwards, Jack took me home, and he had to walk me to my house because I was scared. >.<
I'm over it now though! I just woke up from NOT having nightmares and suddenly felt...NOT afraid. It was awesome. lol
For the past seven or eight days, I have had nothing but nightmares. I'm sure that my recent obsession with ghost stories hasn't helped any, but I'd also like to blame the combination of ghost stories and my (what was once very small) fear of the dark. But really, I'm generally not afraid to be alone in my dark bedroom. The only dark places I am ever really uncomfortable in (or out)- my basement and outside. Outside more than my basement, but only when I am alone. It doesn't help at all that my nightmares kind of revolve around me getting killed, getting chased by Jigsaw (SAW DUDE, I just remembered his name yesterday!), Jigsaw being outside of Mr. Hood's make-believe vacation house in Sandy Pines, my dog running away (you should know how much I love my dog(s)<3), et cetera. The list goes on and on and on and so on. Anyway, last night, for the first time, I didn't have any nightmares! I actually don't remember my dream at all, but that's just fine with me.
Other than that, nothing has really happened EXCEPT THAT I SAW HARRY POTTER OoTP LAST NIGHT! I went with Jack and it was lots of fun, especially hitting people in the head with beach balls, except that I really just gave all of my (beach)balls to Jack and let him hit people in the head. I really did try to protect Sarah, though. I attempted to intercept the ball, but it was apparently too much for me. He missed anyway. =P
I was kind of disappointed by the movie. I absolutely hate the new Dumbledore. He sucks so much. OMG. First of all, Dumbledore is described as being calm and brilliant (he doesn't yell all the fricken time) and he's supposed to be this great, powerful wizard. The Dumbledore on screen is a fricken maniac who apparently likes to yell, and definitely has Harry's caps-lock complex (OotP). You know, it really just pissed me off. And he sucked at appearing powerful, too. But that's just me. And WTF IS UP WITH THE ENDING? The movie goes by so slowly, and I felt that certain scenes gained way too much attention than they should have. The kissing scene, though it was pretty hot, definitely dragged on for WAY too long, while the end of the movie, which is actually really important, went by super fast. Sirius' death was lame. A lot more attention was given to it in the book.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the movie, but I definitely prefer the books.
I AM SO EXCITED FOR THE SEVENTH BOOK!
Afterwards, Jack took me home, and he had to walk me to my house because I was scared. >.<
I'm over it now though! I just woke up from NOT having nightmares and suddenly felt...NOT afraid. It was awesome. lol