The Creepers Next Door.

At Christmas time I realized that my family and I had stalkers. It all started when we sat down to watch a movie we have a playground behind our house, so people can see through the window. Well these boys (who looked like complete punks) started watching the movie with us. There all like..

Stalker mode activated. The worst part was that they weren't even trying to hide that they were watching us while we watched the movie. And it wasn't like the endearing stalking either they were just watching our lives as we lived it. I could have totally out creeped them with my skills I would've been all like..

Yeah exactly like that with my mustache and stuff, but my mom thought it was a better idea that we closed are windows. Darn my perfect opportunity to creep on strangers was ruined by better judgement. Though the boys came back and when I was playing Dance Central (the thing that I'm best at cause you know I'm shakin' my rump like a boss) they came back and was watching me as I played Goodies.

 You might ask why I didn't close the windows immediately and that was because if I left I would have a horrible score and on that song I usually get two million and I didn't want to lower the score so of course I had to keep playing. Soon the boys started ding dong ditching our house while my older sister studied her homework. Now any normal human being would see the boys, but not Lauren can ignore you like a pro the result of all the people in my house she has to be to get anything done (and she's pretty oblivious so that helps too). Anyways so when the boys were staring at her doing her homework they kept ringing the doorbell at 10:00 at night and Lauren still didn't notice. Got to love her. So I made a resolve that the next time there trying to watch me do my daily activities I will likely go outside and beat them up like so..

Hide your kids, hide your wife, (or wives yup shout out for all you polygamists) and hide your husbands too cause there's an vengeful little girl in Houston, Texas. I'm goin' find you!!

The Only Person in the world with Library Bans.

Today as I refused to take my dog on a walk I was sentenced (by my mom) to no more visits to the library. Then she made me go on that stupid walk anyway which made me upset, but hey at least I didn't have to hold that stupid dog my brother who took up the job was being dragged around by our stupid chocolate lab and it was almost as bad as this...

Okay maybe I exaggerated a little but back to my main point to any normal human being this punishment would be a reward to them if you look at me though it's torture. Seriously what am I going to do with all of this free time I have?

Okay maybe I love books too much, but hey instead of the rest of the world that's watching TV or playing x-box I am in my room until 3am. reading. I feed my addiction by Goodreads and if you don't know that website than you have to become a member because it is the best reading website ever.

 Anyways  Goodreads always has these competitions that you win books and I just started entering to win them a few months ago and I already have about 25 free books all advanced readers copy's. It's exciting and every time I get a new free books I feel giddy. "It's all mine" I like to yell when the many people in my house leave me home alone.

 Something else I do to keep up with all new books is I reserve at least 15 books at the library and they usually all come in at the same time. What can I say I can't live without a good book. Reading about fictional characters lives is my life and I'd like to keep it that way.

 I like to read about the many things that logic has proven will never happen in reality to me. This world that I live in tells me that I can't do pretty much anything that fiction characters can, but I can live the experience without my own body I can use Author's words to enter into other worlds and reading is a gift that more people should take as seriously as I do.

I think that all Authors have reasons for the books that they write and it's usually to show teach you lessons and the fictional things just come in to entertain their audience and it works (at least for me). So call me crazy but I wouldn't mind being an author and making children have the same experience that I do every time I read. Well that's it for today and before I forget click the link below to see Julian Smith, and make sure not to disturb him when he's reading a book :).
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Wow, That's Hot!!!

The other day I was talking to my friend and she told me that she hated spicy food..
What's wrong with this woman I thought as she went on a rant about how much she hates everything spicy. There's obviously a serious problem with her because I love things that has a kick to it. But I must say food that would burn other peoples mouths off isn't even hot enough for my family, so I'm pretty sure we're immune to anything spicy. I don't want to be one of those people who brings up stereo types, but I'm pretty sure it's because I'm half Mexican just saying. Any way after that I was talking to my brother about it and apparently he bought his friend, Zack a spicy chicken sandwich at McDonald's when he was coming home from a camp and Zack said he couldn't eat it because it was too spicy. My reaction..
  
 What is this world coming to people I'm ashamed. Well that's it for now I'm just going to go and curl up in my bed and watch Roswell the aliens on there are probably the only things on earth that uses Tabasco more than I do. Bye!!

The ROACH....

I am a teenage girl and like all teenage girls I go to the bathroom a lot, and it’s not because I like to fix my makeup it’s because I have a weak bladder. Well as I was in the bathroom today I heard an unpleasant noise coming from the air vent. It sounded like some unknown creature trying to escape, and my first thought was to run out of the bathroom. But as I sorted out my options I resorted to having toilet paper already taken off the roll and the door open in case the creature succeeded in his plan. And the reason I couldn’t leave is because I can’t crap under pressure, so instead my mind wandered to the thing above me. And the first thought was of the most retched creature known to man bum, bum, bum…. THE ROACH!!! Why am I so afraid of roaches well it started when I was younger I had a very traumatic experience that I don’t want to talk about at this second. And after that thought I did my best to clear my system so I wouldn’t have to go in there again yet I did. The second time I went into the bathroom the sound was gone and it made me wearier than when it was there. What if it escaped what if it’s on me what if it’s behind me? Yeah and soon I was like one of those people on horror movies that start getting really paranoid except I’d rather deal with a possessed spirit that with a roach. And finally when I washed my hands there it was just watching me like it was sizing me up, so I moved slowly to the door and opened it than suddenly the wretched creature was coming at my face. 
Yeah you got that right it was a flying roach I started to scream and swat at it. And soon like a superhero out of a movie my older sister, Lauren swooped in with her high heel squishing that thing. Apparently she heard me screaming and she was thinking that I was being strangled in the bathroom, so she took her trusty high heel and she turned out killing something else. If she wouldn't have killed it I would have died young like that song that I hate and I can't seem to get out of my head at the moment. I would have had a heart attack and that might not be the best way to die so I owe my life to my sister and I'm going to honor her by putting her as my profile pic. I hope you enjoy your reward Lauren!