For my Varsha dear:
"Story of my life" - The Simon Lewis story

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What the hell did they need him for anyways? Simon Lewis, the other one. Simon, the forgotten. Simon, the mundane.

Sitting on the floor cross legged head in hands, he sighed dramatically. With no one to hear it, what did it matter if he wanted to be a drama queen? It did not matter. He could be like magnus fucking bane if he wanted to. All sparkly and whatnot. Maybe Clary would notice him then.

Gaze tiredly flicking to the bed in front of him. Lo and behold, hand puppets! His sister's he guessed. She wouldn't miss them and if they were in his room for a fraction of the time that they might have been she hadn't come looking for them.

All of this self deprecation and pouting tends to make one delirious. So he did what any sensible teenager whose ego has recently been stripped down to his ankles would do. He picked up the and puppets and gingerly placed one on each hand.

Whoa, now. Mopey or not he would not feel sorry for himself. He would find a way to channel his frustration and angst into a malleable way. One was orange and the other was yellow. A bright and very annoying shade of yellow. He decided to name that one Jace. The orange? That would be Clary of course.

What does one do with hand puppets that have names? You give them voices because you aren't crazy enough as it is. After hitting his head repeatedly with Clary(the hand puppet), Simon rose and came up with a rather fabulous idea.

"I call it..Ode to Clary", he proclaimed rather loudly for being alone.
"Jace! I love you! You're all I need now and for ever and ever. Simon can go somewhere and talk to himself like I know he probably is now! Don't worry! He has no feelings!", Simon recited to no one in particular in a very squeaky voice.
"Oh Clary!" The very annoying and bright puppet complained.
"Does Simon have any other friends? Real ones?" Again, the bright annoying one spoke in a dramatized low bravado.
Opening his mouth to add yet another Clary puppet comment Simon was interrupted by a rather incessant buzzing noise that wouldn't just shut up.
He shook the arm that the annoyingly bright puppet was occupying until it slid to the hardwood floor without abandon, much like it's namesake.
He reached for his phone strewn on the floor somewhere and made a point to sound interrupted.
It was Clary. Surprise, surprise.
He took a deep breath before plunging once again into impossible-land.
"...Hello?"

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Actually is correct in book timing! Is what I picture to be happening in the in between scenes before Clary calls Simon on page..332. Unedited so I apologize for mistakes. Blame it on on teh bright annoying one!

So, I had about a paragraph typed about my super epic night then got too lazy to explain things in detail and finally decided to do a summary. Short but sweet. Well, not really sweet but you get the picture.
1. Arrive at party. 6:15ish
2. Walk in, get introduced to mama's friend's kid. Wave awkwardly and say hi.
3. Get food. Eat.
4. Done eating. DJ plays hardcore samba. People start dancing.
5. Boy's mama brings boy to table to dance with me.
6. The song is a cha-cha song. We both kind of suck at that so we just stand there awkwardly looking on while his mom dances with other people.
7. She tries to make us dance. Not working. Too bashful. She taps a girl on the shoulder to ask-
girl walks somewhere.
8. He says "Mom, stop scaring people." We both erupt into fits of controlled laughter.
9. She drags me out to dance with her. He is dragged out to dance by other lady. After 2 minutes, they make us turn AND DANCE WITH EACH OTHER. XD
10. From here on out we do more awkward cha-cha/sidestep/fail dance moves. We were like almost 3 feet apart. Gaaaaah.
11. Both making kill me now faces. Good? Bad? Accordance.
12. Change song. Break apart.
13. Sit back down. people from table including mommy proceed to make the following comments:
"Oh, cute couple."..."You look like brother and sister."
14. Am sitting back down. Think about stuff. Sigh.
15. My mom points out that he is holding a baby and how cute that is. I can't see cause' I don't have my glasses on.
16. Have to leave. Find out that apparently "the baby" was some sort of girl. Asian, skinny, short. Nevertheless not a baby. WTH mom.
17. Leaving. Momma's friend makes us stop by his table to say goodbye. More awkward goodbye waving. Asian girl shakes my hand.
I probably left out a few dialogue something or others but meh. It was fine. I'm fine. Good night. -_-

TO BE UPLOADED TOMORROW:
CHARLOTTE SOMETIMES
JEM
ADELE
FOB:FOLIE A DEUX
LILLY ALLEN
GIRLS ALOUD
Lena's really delayed birthday playlist:
1. Pink “Glitter in the Air”
2. Goldfrapp “Caravan Girl” or “Monster Love”
3. September “End of the Rainbow”
4. September "Candy Love”
4. Yael Naim “Endless Song of Happiness”
5. Girls Aloud “Revolution in the Head”
6. Cute Is What We Aim For “Do What You Do”
7. Lilly Allen “Littlest Things”

Sooooooooo. Friday. Yup. What? It's here? Almost over? Where did it go? Come back friday!
:( I know. I have playlists and fanfic that are long long overdue. Lena. Vambi, you know that I never meant to ignore all of your squabbling posts about the puzzling questions of life. I will be back soon. Aggggggggggghhhhh. So. Damn. Tired. I'm tired of everything! Not much is enjoyable anymore, ya' know. Even sleep. My precious, precious sleep. Don't desert me too!
Lately i've been having problems with everything and anything. One tiny glitch in the puzzle-brain and boom. All undone. I guess i've been crying a lot lately. Everyone's kind of dissapointed in me and it's kind of a crap feeling.

You know what annoys me? Adults tha act like they know everything. Like their lives are any better. Like that extra weight or the circles under your eyes or the way that you carry yourself that says you haven't been loved in awhile. You aren't fooling anybody. sigh. They're just like little big kids. More crazy ramble for distraction purposes.

And what do we hear when we get home from school all tired, defeated and ego-wounded? College. Fuck, college. Like it's gonna get any of us anywhere with this economy and some grades. Oh, sorry. Don't let me rain on your little college parade. I'm sure that it's great with the non-morning classes and all. But really, my scholarships? Mean nothing with these grades.
Good night world, we'll see if tomorrow's string puppets can do any better.

So, it's about 11:30 pm and I am so tired. I think I wrote down about half of my hw. Third day and i'm already tired of it. I tell you it's gonna take some stamina or hardcore fic/ sudden addiction to cafeine to get me through this one. All of a sudden it's like, well since you've had the medium route not we're gonna kick it up a notch, or a few notches. Oh hell, let's just make things really friggen hard ALL AT THE SAME TIME. Every teacher wants to be treated like an actual teacher to be respected and worshipped. Well too bad for them, cause frankly i'm not the only one that doesn't really care. It's funny when a whole class can have a bad case of the lazies. My whole English class does. It's hilarious but somehow we wing it. New addiction show! The Real World! Well, it's not new, but I've never seen it. My sister painted my nails red. or salmon. something. The lights cheat my eyes. I bought the fall out boy album today. Fcuk, it's different. I should have bought the damn All American Rejects album! :( Tried strawberry red vines for the first time today. They made my teeth kinda sore. Also, today I had a quaint visitation with my orthodontist. Got in trouble for not really wearing my retainers. But i'm getting a free upper one anyway and mommy doesn't know yet. Kudos, dentist dude. Someone is being nice.

My sister is on a mission to get my ass to the gym. Mission impossible? Hell yes. I'd like to see her try. I'm just a little bit intimidated my tall people that actually have goals and exercise, you know gym people. Lately i've been on a jumpy bout. The littlest things will make me want to snap or scream at someone. Teenage hormones? That's what I like to call it. Speaking of which, I have everyone's Christmas presents wrapped and ready to go! A date, guys? I'm doing laundry to make it seem like I'm doing something productive. That's mommy's scheme. Oh, and I never made it for the ARC thing. Yay, me! Ring in the new year with more procrastination and a side of failure, yup. That's me lately.

So I was lurking all over the world wide addictive web a few minutes ago when I stumbled upon a quote from COB. And me being a fangirly teenage girl with a rainbow gutter mind could only think of this:
actual quote: "As for this," Magnus said sliding the stele into Jace's jeans pocket, "keep it in your pants, Shadowhunter."
Now, as for the last part...i dunno. It's just that many of Magnus's quotes can be taken many different ways. :) heh, heh. I will be racking my brain the next couple of hours to try to find me a way to win an ARC copy of COG. AHHHHHHHH. THINK, FANGIRL SIDE, THINK. Competitions aren't really up my alley, that is all. However, a fictional character alley you say? Maybe that is just up my alley. Oh, and will be back soonish with icons from the circus pv!

I have concluded that the Princess Bride is the best movie ever. Hands down. I'm sorry but Jace Wayland? The only person that can possibly outshine him is Westley. With his swordfighting, and chivalry and pretty words. :) Always fictional, of course. I can't believe I forgot that I could rip St. Trinian's and then burn it to a blank disc and watch it on an actual tv instead of on a computar. Bwahahahaha. Stop me, now! I woke up this morning and I thought that it was Saturday. xD

I cannot express how much this vid pwns.Maxxie is so good. Anwar - "Bullocks, the whole focken world is gay." Hahah. Oh, from skins by the way.

Where's that quote from? I don't remember. Probably some song again. There I go again, blanking on the random facts. So this is the post to commemorate my lucky day:
yay! because: Vambi gives early book-birthday prezzie. She make me promise to do my homework first and to not blow all of my homework off for pretend Mr. Darcy. :( i read as much as I could while watching the debate. Saved some for tomorrow when I will have to wait at mommy's work while she works..at her work? Also had an unusually amusing time in art. We fought over horoscopes and college boys and dan from gossip girl whatever his name is.
yay! because: Two assignments that I had not finished have been pushed back to being due tomorrow. I will do them. J'ai de la chance!
yay! because:Bookclub meeting went well. We have so many members! I talked. Was proud of baby club. *beams*
yay! because: My sister picks me up with a text message that says: hurry up, I have a surprise. Guess what it is? Chocolate ice-cream cone complete with stolen plastic black bowl from anonymous place. mmmm, fuzzy insides.
yay! becuse: Momma comes home. with chocolate cake. with this killer strawberry-tasting frosting. Oh, gosh. I celebrated my pre-un-birthday. :)
yay! because: It is nine something and I check my email. There is an outtake number even from COG? I think. But, wow did I squee. It alost made me cry. Why does this series make me so emotional, dangit?
yay! because: I check my e-mail. The banner reads: Buy one, get one 50% off! Everything AE. i dunno why that's such a plus but I thought that I should at least add it to the list.
Good night and keep spreading around the good karma, ne?

So i'm flipping through the channels trying to find the news for mama and guess what I stumble across? The Apprentice. UK. There are three reasons why this one is so much better than our version:

1. Donald Trump? Try Sir Alan. God, how much cooler does that sound?
2. the accents are a reason all their own i tell you. ;)
3. The challenge this episode was to see who could sell more merchandise in two different departments of Harrod's the grand super store. HARRODS. I was like..that's really a real place? lulz. second reaction: 13 Little Blue Envelopes! Ah! Love that store!
If Harrods is real does that mean that there really are cute british boys lurking around british schools? *crosses fingers*

Look, new icon! points. It's from Skye Sweetnam's pv for Human. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
I was kinda in a short mood slump earlier. Cause when my sister picked me up, I had trouble finding her car because one: there are way too many silver civics driving around. two: I have trouble with most directions in general. For some reason, lately I guess i've kinda felt little like that stuffed animal that someone got to take home every weekend.

I've concluded hat I need to read a book. Something snarky and sarcastic mixed with unrequited love and angst. Oh, wait. Hello City Of Bones. Too bad i've already memorized most of you, cause then i'd have an excuse to read it again. :( And yes, I was talking to the book. lulz.

Oh, and i'm craving one of those really fuzzy sweaters thnhat you could just want to die in. The really soft ones. mmmmm, soft.

I FINALLY HAS A COMPASS. IT'S BLUE. IT'S NAME IS BLUE. BECAUSE IT IS..BLUE. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
So, I have stuff to show you guys because these are things that I wonder, how can people live without this? Now you will know! Yay!
INTRODUCING..

RUSSELL BRAND AND NOEL FIELDING. They're like peanut butter and jelly! Complete!



Russell: It was AN answer.
Jimmy: Can I give a point for AN answer?
Jimmy: No, i'm sorry we have to have the CORRECT answer.
Russell: How do you know you're asking the right question?
These two are like crack, i swear. ;)

FROM THE BRITISH DRAMA SKINS: MAXXIE.




His hair in the first season annoys me though, it's like a friggen helmet glued to his head. So, um. He's gay and he dances and he is cute and fabulous.
The second one. He's good. Really good. At what, guys? You're supposed to be young! lol. I love the way they hold hands and they casually armhug. He's straight in real life, though. heeeeeeeee.

So this was supposed to be my: round the clock finish AP homework mix but my banner didn't coencide with the music. gar! Now it is the upbeat music mix which doesn't sound near as fun anyhow. Twilight movie! Earlier! Yay! Boy, am I tired or whaaaat. I had a whole list of artists lined up but I didn't feel like going through all of them. And listening to everything. Too much, dudettes. So you get half-of-an-album. Horaaah!

The new layout! Nobody can see my icon! I'm considering changing it but I have to actually find something first. Maybe Sometime Later Somewhere. *shruggies* Oh! Anyone remember 10th Kingdom? I never knew the name but I just remember Max Medina from Gilmore and I was like..He's from something! I'm so sure you've seen at least part of it. I only remembered the Little Bo Peep Part though. Trailer!: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVP2_BzNPxU

1.HALIFAX Our Revolution
2.PINK Trouble
3.KYLIE MINOGUE Heart Beat Rock
4.SOPHIE ELLIS BEXTOR Catch You/ Supersonic
5.LADY GAGA Just Dance
6.O-Zone Despre Tine

I'll try to find the mp3's later. Well I did try today, but sometimes Limewire doesn't like me. :( So yep. Also to report on my cable standings. Only about a week with it, and I am already addicted to Jon & Kate + 8 and Top Model, and What Not To Wear, and Wizards of Waverly Place, and Gilmore Girls, and um. America's Best Dance Crew and FOOD NETWORK. YES FOOD NETWORK. They talk about ice cream and how to make it. <3

So, here are the banners I promised. I went out on a limb, but yeah. Let me know if you think that they are crap, are better than I think they are or if they are any good at all. Just kidding. I'm just the tiniest bit cynical cause my grandma/lola passed this morning. It's an odd feeling. Like someone's pinching your heart. *shudders* And by the way, the last one isn't repeated. One of them has a vague border of some sort.

I feel a wave of change coming. Anyone? In a good way, I mean. Not me though. Surroundings I mean. With getting cable and my other sister moving back in and dad not here. To think he wasn't really playing a huge part in my life anyways, but he had. So when school starts up again mom works so we have to figure out a way for me to get home. Bus, yay. What else? New French teacher. Mom's business taking off. Hmnn.

Have been taken over by Brit-mania. Ordered a movie called St. Trinian's online. Friggen awesome dude. Except it's region 2 so I can only watch it on the laptop. Wanna borrow, anyone? Also i've been meaning to do another music/video/icon post. So probably later today or something.

Since we came back yesterday from St.Louis there is stuff everywhere man. Plus Andrea just moved in so literally there is crap everywhere! My room too. Off I go to clean, sort through clothes, clean backpack, get life in order, blah blah blah.

YES. PARTY. RECAP? HELLYES. I need to get me some Bollywood music! Never can get tired of that stuff. Fun party though! Except for the bartender..He was a little loopy. Like when Maggie went for a soda and we went with her. He just started pouring and pouring bwaha! "One for your mom, and one for your dad, and your aunt, and your uncle.." Thank you vambam. <3

So I suppose this is the most real post from me ever. I mean, without and lol's and too many hahaa's. or *confetti throwing*. I'll be back soon with those. Later today. Count on it. :)

I keep forgetting to make icons, damnit.
Mommy's classmates friends are downstairs. They are louder than a dozen birds chirping at the same time. Well, not reallys.

I have fic to write. Like last night. I just left the document open and just kept typing and backspacing. I ended up outlining. But how does one outline for no plot? Saaa.
I am tired. Went with mommy's friend from Canada :O downtown. Walking for about four hours straight. Went to Westfield too. And she was trying on shoes in Neiman Marcus and all the sales people are bleh. Seems that all the men that work there all look the same. :X

They get all friendly and complimenty to her and then I am ignored sigh. Damn you, you paid-on-comission peeps. o_o I kind of hate that store now. Not only is everything expensive, but they also come in extrordinarily select sizes. Whoohoo.

Finally we stopped at a coffee shop, yay! But that's not the best part. Sitting in a black chair was...a guy. God, guys. Smooth, long dirty-blond hair pulled back. He had nice skin too. Slim frame. Wearing black. And that's not the bast part. HE WAS READING A BOOK. I WANTED TO JUMP FOR JOY. It was just such a turn-on. He looked about 19/20? Sigh. It was like something out of a movie.

HAA. Then these European guys came in. Ooh. They were hot too. The thing about European guys is, they know what to do. I mean they know what flatters them and they clean up so well. They looked like a catalogue. I think they were Austrian. They had the fancy tennis shoes too. My mom's friend was like.."Do you think they're gay?" My response: "No. Clearly European."

Reminded me of the song in Legally Blonde! Gay or European? ;) bwahahaha.I had something else to say too. I really should be writing these things down, you know.

By the way. Lena! Should I comment neenja_muffin or karmagickal?