Taking a Trip…

 

 

 

 

Yo, my loyal samurai warriors. I don’t have much to talk about tonight. I have a memory to share. Something that I thought about while I was talking to Daddy today.

Back when I was Junior High, first year I believe, I was asked to write a poem for literature about how I saw myself. Everyone had an easy time with it, everyone but me. I had no personal thoughts of myself, I only ever thought about what people thought about me. That’s because they would often tell me very loudly of what they thought. I remember asking to be excused and going to the bathroom, having written nothing I planned on staying in there until the bell rang. However, as I paced infront of the bathroom mirrors the light caught my eyes a certain way, so I stepped closer and saw how gray my eyes were. I thought of just how cold they looked, they reminded me of when I used to go spulunking during summer vacations. The mountains were always cold and dark, with just a hint of blue. I then noticed how pale my skin had gotten almost like death had touched me, and my lips looked red. Suddenly after looking myself in this light I knew what I wanted to write. This is as close as I can remember what I wrote.

“ ‘Dear God, get a look at you, you’re hideous!’ ‘Yeah haven’t you looked at yourself in a mirror lately’ I often hear these questions asked and today I finally know what to say back, ‘What I see when I look in the mirror is mountains cold and deep, full of wonder and knowledge; my red lips have tasted blood of a thousand sorrows; my skin reminds me of the meeting I had with death at the age of 18 months; and my dulled blonde hair speaks of the heritage that I was birthed with, also of the safety that would have been granted me safety among my dark hair, dark eyed family’. ‘Go ahead and spew your words, they are as weak as your minds, because I can walk away from years of abuse and find something beautiful about myself’” .

I turned this into my teachers and even though it didn’t meet any of the requirements, they said it captured what they had wanted the kids to think, but only one besides myself even got close to that expectation. They said that even though it wasn’t perfect, they hadn’t heard anything as honest or deeply thought come from a person my age in years. I got an A, but I shared this writing with no one. They would have thought I had mental issues or that I was being overly dramatic. Or that I stole it from someone else. Which since I don’t read poetry I have no idea if I did or not. You tell me.

However this also made me think of the first time that I cut my hair after the age of 7. That was 8th grade. That was the year that I change a lot of things. People say that it’s high school that changes them, for me it was Junior High. Anyway, so I finally was ALLOWED to chop my hair off. I cut it so short I looked like a page boy, that was also 2 ½ feet of hair cut from my head. Possibly 3 feet, I don’t remember the exact measurement besides the fact that the person that cut it was shocked that I had that much hair. I digress a little, this is the year that I realized I can’t please anyone, so I might as well start pleasing myself since I hadn’t really started doing that at all. I reworked my life, beliefs, music, books, writing, and style. However the style was on accident. See I either got hand me downs or Goodwill clothes because we were rather poor. So mother had to take on a job with long hours, so things weren’t getting done around the house. Dad didn’t do clothes because he didn’t knows whos was what. Red (my brother, the mean one I don’t like, we will call him Red) wouldn’t because he was lazy and no one had taught me yet. So one day I had no clean clothes, huzzah! That day I snuck into Red’s warhdrobe which was a box under his bed in the basement and grabbed a long black sleeved shirt and I had some black pants on. This is right after I cut my hair. I show up to school that day in black with really bright blonde hair short hair. And when my nickname was Rapunzel you can bet people were shocked. However, people hated my long hair and my missed match clothes. So one day I show up with short hair and perfectly matched clothes and they still aren’t happy. They call me “boy” “crossdresser” and “Goth”. Now I hadn’t heard of Goth until that day, so I delved deep into information about this topic when I could. They regretted ever mentioning anything after that.

Weird how Junior high kind of defined who I am now huh? Lol. However, I don’t think I am as angry as I was back then. Don’t misunderstand me, I’m a bitter, violent person, but not angry. At least not that angry. Apparently my eyes are hard set after my years of anger. The funny thing is, is that I was in anger management at one point and they said nothing was wrong with me. I didn’t know I was that good of an actress at that age. Tehe ^_^

Anyway, that’s it for now. Lame, huh? Just something I remembered. How was your school years? How goofy do I sound as a kid? How goofy do I sound now, since I am not out of my childish stages it seems like yet? Comment below! Let me know and as always thank you so much for reading and have a wonderful day!

Openly Yours,

DanniDarkness.

Scribblings of a quirky kid

Dear Journal,

Today I thought of something amazing wonderful! Human complexity! I know sounds exciting doesn’t it? Just think about how complex humans are! Did you know we are the only species to mate outside of a season? That is what you would call continuous breeders, most animals are not continuous breeders because they have to choose an optimal time to have their young so that the lot may survive. Fascinating, isn’t? That’s why I was able to be born in the middle of winter. Anyway, a young child such as myself, should not be writing of such things. Instead I’d like to talk about duality. If you must know duality means an instance of opposition or contrast between two aspects of something. When people speak of duality, they usually mention Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, which a great comparison. However, those are extremes in the greatest sense, where I want to talk about something much more simpler. Something that can just make a human more complicated in the human reality. Dad always said, “Society is a man made construct, as is the terms and labels that was created with it”. Wise woman, my Dad is.
So, let’s say, that a person you would call a freak because they don’t match your mind set, beliefs, habits, or interests; is the complicated person I want to talk about. A human’s duality is that they are able to like more than just one thing, and they can like something that might belong at two different ends of a spectrum. For example: a ballerina choreographs a dance to symphonic metal, or a respectable father likes to cook in his free time, or a sports person liking to dress up in glitter. These examples and variations could continue, however these are just the good examples. There are really bad examples of duality in humanity: a rich pair of parents getting rid of their child because they were born in the wrong season with the wrong hair color, a religious man preaching piece might go out and kill someone for not having their beliefs, a boy whom calls himself a gentleman goes around killing people because of his imagined slights. Not all duality is good, but then neither are singular labels.
Mommy, often get’s call a horrible mother for having died hair and tattoos. A punk is what they call her. They call Daddy mean labels too, just because he likes women’s clothing. Mommy nor Daddy have ever beaten me, yelled at me, or put me down with names. Actually, their biggest act of kindness was when they adopted me. See I was born by rich parents who didn’t want me because I had red hair, they considered that a red headed child would be to free spirited and wild. They left me to die at the hospital after I was born, they hadn’t even named me, yet. That very same night though my parents lost their child at birth. Daddy heard the nurses talking about an abandoned baby, he inquired, and they showed me to him. He knew from that point he didn’t want any child else and Mommy agreed, so just in a few months I was adopted. I don’t think I could have been happier. My point is that some great people will be labeled just because no body will even get to know them.
No one is a specific label. They have so many different likes and characteristics that make us all unique. But even the good people can have their bad points, just as bad people can have their good points. Nothing is ever just black and white, there are 100’s shades of gray and grey, get it because those are two different shades. No? Not funny? Darn! I dislike being looked at as a freak because of what I like or who my parents are and what they like. I do not judge people based on their appearance or outer characters, but it seems that not everyone can say the same. That’s what saddens me. Yet, I love to know that there is possibly something inside glowing that at anytime could be set free. All though I sometimes get so mad that I call people names too. I have an anger problems, or so I am told, because I stand up for myself and my family. It is not my intention to go to school and end up angry or come home angry and rant. I am only a kid after all, but I see the pain I cause with my anger. But then I have a rather positive look on life. I want things to change and I want to help them change.
I want to be a leader of an amazing protest group that breaks stereotypes one day and leads the nation….NO the world into a better era for all humans! Maybe even animals! They are sentient beings too you know, I am not a speciesist. I am a futurist! 😀 lol Sorry if I did a lot of incoherent babbling. My writings aren’t quite on par with Daddy’s yet, but they’ll get there. That’s why I got me this journal so that I can practice. I hope one day that Mommy and Daddy will read my journals and reflect on just how well I soak up information while I was still young, maybe they’ll forgive me my teenage years this way. Hehe! I bet I’m a huge pain in the cheeks.

Anyway, I lost track of what I was saying, and My little pony is on followed up by Pokemon, so I gotta go. I’ll write more later. I’ll say, “So long, farethewell, pip pip cheerio. I’ll be back soon!”

It’ll be a Frozen day in Hel

Dear readers, my inner child, is upset. So upset that I am going to have a tantrum right now and if you don’t want to hear it, get the fuck out while you still can, because I am about to open up a can of whoop ass that I’ve been holding back about this particular “movie”. Seriously, if you love this movie do NOT read this. Just don…wait nevermind I’ve ranted on Twilight and took fierce hate for that, I can take these people. Yes, I just basically said this movie is another Twilight. Shots fired!! Folks let’s stop with the warnings and dive right into Let it go….I mean FroZeN!

 

Why must I talk about this abominable piece of shit? Because I’ve had it to the end of my dead ends with the talk of this damn movie! It is reference in EVERYTHING, that I have seen. I was at my sisters wedding, a mother fucking country singer plays the damn song and the all of the women (some men) burst into fucking chorus! Whhhaaaaat the ever living fuck? Have you heard the gods’ damn lyrics to these songs?!

 

For Do you want to build a Snowman: “I think some company is overdue.” What kid talks like this? Even in song logic? Sure tell me she’s a princess go ahead, but keep in mind that NO ONE has seen these girls in years! They are so freaking alienated from the world Anna doesn’t even know how many freaking salad plates they have for balls!! When you have no friends, sister, parents, or anything besides wonder the damn kingdom, how the HELLA do you not know what you hold in your damn house!!!! She talks to paintings, but doesn’t count things? Okay sure I’ll try swallowing that.

 

Then there is Love is an open door: “We finish each others…” “Sandwiches” I guess that’s supposed to be funny? No. Just no. Who even says that? Plus, it isn’t a convincing love song…like at all. I’ve seen Disney movies (which this monstrosity is) that gets me with their loves songs, this…just does not move me in anyway. I feel that the lyrics are bland, the music is dull, and the singing is fine. At least I’m not wanting to shoot them for sounding bad.

 

For the first time in Forever….hey look it’s Wicked….I mean no, wait, this isn’t Wicked this isn’t wicked at all….this is just a really fucked up Kingdom isn’t it? “That window is open. So’s that door. I didn’t know they did that anymore.” Really? You don’t open a gods damned door?! Or your fucking window? “Who knew we had 8 thousand salad plates?” YOU SHOULD YOU DUMBSHIT!! Actually, why is this even in the damn song? Were the writers just lazy and said, “Hey, what can Anna be excited about?” “Oh, me I know! Salad plates.” “Wow that’s so unique…and oddly specific, pure fucking genius!” -_- This song goes on about her finally meeting people and getting to talk to someone, possibly meeting a boy. Wait hold up, she hasn’t talked to anyone? Do they not have servants at their castle? No family that visits? SERIOUSLY! This is a horrible fucking Kingdom! “I don’t know if I am elated or gassy!” Okay yeah I was done with this song when it reached that part. I won’t even go on with the song because of how just fucked up it is making this kingdom sound. This wouldn’t even be allowed in real life.

 

I am not even going to go into the magic boulder song or the comedy relief sidekick song.

 

And the last one. Probably the one all have been waiting for….the hit phenomenon sweeping the fucking…well everything! Let it go. “I am one with the wind and sky.” Um, shouldn’t that lyric be snow, because the last time I check Elsa wasn’t a fucking bird. She’s a snow witch. Granted, this song doesn’t suck. However, this song made me realize what Frozen was both trying to do and be. First it was ripping off Tangled and Second it was trying to be Diet-Wicked, it failed. But seriously hear me out here. Let it Go sounds A LOT like Defying Gravity, just calmed down to the nth degree. And “For the first time in forever” is literally a line out of Defying Gravity. This movie was trying so hard to be Wicked that they even got the star singer Idina Menzel, who plays Alphaba, to sing for Elsa! Yeah, Frozen was really trying to be Diet-Wicked. How did they try to rip off Tangled? Have you seen the animation? They have the exact same facial features and body models. No new animation style for this movie at all. Yes, I can expect Disney to have different animation styles, because they’ve won Oscars and Emmys for it! That’s why they are fucking DISNEY!!! “But Danni, what makes you think you’re an expert?” Eight years of choir, singing meets, and vocal tutors that’s what.

 

The worst thing about this movie isn’t it’s songs, even though most of those are shit, it is the story. Back when I heard Disney was making this movie, they stated that they were making a crack at The Snowqueen and with the title Frozen, yeah I could see that, so I read a summary about the movie being about Elsa and Anna being sisters. I said okay, that might work if Anna has the power of Summer or Spring. But seeing what this crapshoot is I am telling you, this isn’t the SnowQueen, it’s not the SnowQueen at all. And it pisses me off something fierce that Disney had the BALLS to call this based on the SnowQueen when they didn’t even have the BALLS to make the actual SnowQueen story!!!! You wanna know the damn difference between the SnowQueen and Frozen. Heart. Mother fucking heart. The SnowQueen story had so much fucking heart in it. (insert mocking whiny fan voice) “But Danni, Frozen has heart, do you see the sisters relationship?” Sorry, but the sister plot is bullshit, Elsa literally treats Anna like she’s something to stay the hella away from for 10 years! And if you are saying that Anna remembers the love of them two shared when they were kids, I am calling continuity error on your ass. If you remember the magic boulders took Anna’s memories of Elsa having powers, so like every other playdate is missing from Anna’s memory and with her being as young as she was I doubt she remembers all that much! I don’t believe the sister plot because there is no conflict. Anna isn’t like, “Why should I go after my sister, she has ignored me for the past 10 years, what loyalty or duty do I have for her?” better yet, “My sister was so wrapped up in her selfishness that she couldn’t even come out to see me after our parents died to see how I was doing.” No there is none of that shit. Anna is just like “I love my sister” why? Because the story demands it! “But Danni, Elsa wasn’t being purposely selfish.” Bullshit she wasn’t! After the parents died (which they were some of the worst parents I’ve ever see) Elsa could have easily came out and said “Hey look I have powers Anna, can you be okay with that.” And then learned how to use them! “But she was trying to protect her sister!” Did you HEAR what the boulders said? They said that only true love with help Elsa control her powers. If her sister was her ‘true love’ (hey no funny business with that) then Anna would have been just fine and Elsa would have been a bamf with her Snow and Ice magic, and apparently animation and clothes beam? o.O Were they trying to rip of Piccolo from DBZ too? Anyway I digress.

 

The heart I am talking about is a little girl, maybe 9 or 10, loosing her best friend to a cold hearted SnowQueen, trekking across the WORLD, to save her best friend! This girl literally looses her shoes, walks with bleeding feet, and risks life and limb to bring home a stolen boy to his grieving family. That’s heart! That is something worth watching. The fact that a child wouldn’t hesitate to face the unknown world, the great beyond just for a friend, that’s what I was expecting when they said the SnowQueen. Yet, they butchered the story, and watered it down for children. But that doesn’t even seem right! What happened to tragic plotlines that made kids think? What happened to good writing? Good songs that made children sing? Where did that go from Disney? When I was little I remember watching Mufasa being killed by his brother, then Scar blaming it on Simba, his own nephew all just to be king. Bambi’s mother being shot and leaving a child alone and defenseless. Everything in the Fox and the Hound! Maleficent cursing a baby to DIE and then being killed after transforming into a dragon! That was some heavy shit for kids. Yet our parents didn’t bitch and we weren’t scared for life. So what happened? I don’t know. But Frozen makes my inner child depressed. I expected a Hel of a lot more from Disney. Do I even have to discuss their huge blunder with Maleficent? Turning her good and having her have a mother and daughter like relationship with the girl she cursed, and then tried to take back. What the Hel Disney?

 

The only good thing Disney is putting out anymore is under the brand Marvel. Even though Thor 2 was slightly disappointing. If you like Frozen, okay that’s great, everyone has their opinions and some with varying degrees on how much they like or dislike something. I have literally seen people be attacked on the internet for saying, A “They haven’t seen Frozen, yet” B “They don’t want to see Frozen” C “They don’t like Frozen” And as you can tell I am heavily in the C and I have been attacked for it and that was when I was being polite and not telling them what a massive pile of shit it is. So, I mainly wanted to get this rant out because I’m fed up of keeping my opinion in about it. If people are allowed to attack me, past my breaking point about a silly movie that won’t be remember in T’minus 2 years, then I am allowed this fucking rant. Not only have I seen better films with similar plots I have heard better songs that deal with the same subject matter that these songs did, in a much more epic way and you know what else? THE WORDS WEREN’T WATERED DOWN EITHER!!!

 

What did you think of Frozen? Have you seen it? Do you agree with me? Disagree? Comment below to let me know. And as always thanks for reading and have a wonderful night/day!

 

Frustratedly yours,

 

DanniDarkness.

 

 

P.S.

If you are thinking, “But you aren’t their demographic” then here is this. I know children who hate Frozen too. Also, Disney used to make children movies that grownups would enjoy watching with their kids. That’s gone too now apparently

 

Today’s word is Hooky

 

Hello avid movie fans and fellow film critics!! Okay that was hooky I know. Anyway today I have two films to discuss with you today. One being an old American stage classic Death of a Salesman. Two a modern just came out like last week Action movie Edge of Tomorrow.

 

Now as you probably have guessed I had to watch Death of a Salesman for my Film Lit class and I’ll tell you….that movie was really hard to watch! Okay I watched the 1985 version of Death of a Salesman with Dustin Hoffman and John Malkovich that was made for tv viewers, so I do not know how faithful it was to the true stage play, even though it was played on a stage like set. Which means open ceiling homes and kind of open-ish walls. Now while this movie means a lot of things such as having a crushing job, not making it big, or not having the American dream, or a kid not living up to a parents expectations, or always lying to a person to make them feel better, and kind of a broken home. This movie was really painful for me to watch, I mean Dustin Hoffman is great in this film, however he is almost constantly yelling that or he’s mumbling and things are going so fast in his flashbacks it’s hard to keep up with. Then everyone around Willy Loman (Dustin Hoffman’s character) are lying to him or not confronting him when he has done something wrong, besides John Malkovich’s character Biff. Biff is supposed to represent honesty and what could happen when a parent breaks your expectations as a kid and what happens when a kid breaks their parents expectations. Also (spoilers), I do not like protagonists that cheat. I am a high believer of if you can’t stay faithful then get out of the relationship. Done and Done. Yes, that may seems harsh and I do believe in second chance, however is wife doesn’t even know Willy had a mistress. Biff never told her and neither did Willy; it is one thing to tell the wife and have her forgive him, and a whole other by keeping it from her. Grant it Willy feels bad about cheating (that or getting caught cheating) in one of his flashbacks, but I don’t like the fact that it was just okay NOT to tell her. Anyway, I don’t like Willy’s stubbornness to take another job after he gets fired, yet it’s okay to ask for money from the guy offering him a job. Willy bends over too much and then he can be verbally and hints of physically abusive. I get Willy is supposed to be a very complicated and tragic character and I am supposed to feel bad while I watch this mans life is obliterated by his job firing him and realizing he was going to end up nothing. So then in the end Willy kills himself thinking he was going to give Biff his insurance money and this would get him to wind up big as a salesman still believing that his son would be great. Which was Willy’s biggest lie to himself. Have you watch Death of a Salesman? If so what did you like/dislike? Would you argue or defend my points?

 

Now moving on to Edge of Tomorrow. I have to say best remake of Groundhogs day ever. I mean I don’t think I could sit here and fully explain to you my elation that Tom Cruise DIED….A LOT in this movie. I enjoyed watching this fucker die and in almost every gruesome way possible, except for not being crushed by a fat naked man. If you’ve watched the movie, you’ll understand that comment. The action was pretty good, the alien schtick is “been there done that” shit. Aliens are controlled by a hive mind and one has to kill the “omega” so the queen alien to kill all Aliens. Really? Also, the protagonist (Tom Cruise’s character) is a dick in the beginning and kind of a coward even near the end. But you know they give him this whole redemption arch and blah blah gag me pitch fork. And the ending a total cop out. The dude gets to come back to life in the end and have his fucking happy ending instead of taking one for the team like he makes others do! Yet, all in all rather enjoyable. There are really funny parts and then there are the hooky and cliched parts. I think you get the drift of modern movies. So it’s fun, I would have liked better casting, but it was fun watching the bastard die countless of times. Also Tom Cruise getting ran over by a truck, hilarious! Have you seen the movie? Did you like/dislike? What do you think?

 

Comment below and let me know. Remember debate is good, but being a dick isn’t and I’ll block your ass. And as always I hope you have a wonderful morning/night!

Openly yours,

 

DanniDarkness.

 

College = High School

 

Alright, so today was my last class for the week, it was a math class and we were all getting our tests back. I got an C+ by the way, \/\/00+!! Anyway, the teacher asked if we had any questions, of course we do. One of my group members asked if there was any better way to study for our tests or a tutor that the teacher would recommend because the online homework, quizzes and self help tests aren’t working for them, since what we are being taught in class doesn’t seem to be what we are learning on the online portion of the class. Another one of my group members agrees with the first and I completely understand where they are coming from because I don’t learn from the online either. As the two were asking their questions, another girl in the class tells them, in the middle of class out loud, “if they would stop trying to get around doing the homework then they would learn by it, since she has no problems with the online portion and it helps her study”. Youare probably wondering what that means, huh? Well, my group found out that even if people make a guess on the online portion questions and have tried then they’ll get full points with just putting down an answer. Whether that answer is right or wrong doesn’t matter, if one still tries then they get their points. This isn’t getting around the homework, this was just helping people calm down about their homework grades. They never said put the wrong answer down just to be done with the homework. And I guess this is what this one girl thought they were saying. So she calls them out wrongly and my group members get pissed because they are working their asses off, they are going to private time with the teacher, getting tutors and reading the book. So to just accuse them of slacking off was just rude and inconsiderate.

 

Anyway my group gets so irritated that they leave the class before we get the homework for our 2 projects coming up and while the teacher is figuring something out on the computer, in the back I heard a girl lean into the one that spoke earlier and said, “I’m glad you called them out, while they were talking I was wanting to tell them to shut the fuck up.” The two girls laugh with each other and continue talking about them while they aren’t there. I’m sitting there thinking, ‘You know I can hear your petty asses talking right?’ So, I plan on confronting the two girls about talking behind peoples back and how childish it is. If they had such a big issue with someone then they should go up and have a mature discussion about things. Not snicker behind their backs like high school preps that have nothing better to do with their time then gossip and be bitches. However, I did not get the change because I was busy trying to figure out what my group would enjoydoing for our project since I was there by myself!

 

Oh, that’s not even the best part! So, I turn in my project, we had to come up with 3 questions, I had one of the questions asking, “what is your gender identity?” Male? Female? Other/None? I handed it in and the next thing I know my teacher is laughing. I don’t understand until she asks, “Is the Other/None necessary under the gender?” And I of course answer as seriously as a shaolin monk, “Yes. I do not want to insult anyone.” She responds, “Well, you’ve insulted me. I mean I think you can only be born as male and female.” My jaw just drops. Does she honestly not know that some people identify as something other then male or female? Or don’t identify at all? This tweaked me off, so I just leave because I was done with that class, with the teacher, and I wanted to calm down. I know the teacher is old, but she is teaching people in the 21^st century she is bound to possibly have a gender neutral person come in and get slightly upset if someoneasks them if they are male or female but not anything else. Shouldn’t a teacher take that into consideration? Being old or not? I mean a lot of my class are open minded people, so of course we would think about someone that might be gender neutral, or a person that might consider themselves Zurg (just an example).

 

Am I wrong in thinking this? Am I being too harsh? Am I just being too over dramatic? Comment below! Let me know! And as always have a wonderful night/morning! Toodles!

 

Openly Yours,

 

DanniDarkness.  

Hitched!

Hellow! Yes I meant that W. How was everyone’s weekends? Mine was rather good. I can’t complain about it. My sister got married Saturday and she looked beautiful. She had a small western themed wedding. She was wearing cowboy boots and there were bobbers were on the tables. No cowboy hats unfortunately. Dad did have to wear a bollo tie. I don’t know if I spelled that right. I however was a bitch of a sister, by accident this time I SWEAR! It was our brothers fault that I missed the ceremony. He got lost! Even though he had been there before…oh well. Shit like that happens. Also got me thinking about my wedding theme and I’m still very adamant about the PTO themed ceremony and Masquerade reception. I have always wanted an October wedding so that’s the month and I have to dodge those 5’s. I want to have a LARGE Candy bar that is decorated in Halloween garb. But everything else decorated as if like at a Masquerade, yes people have to wear masks. While I am going to have my face painted like a swans and my fiance can have what he wants. See I’ve already got this idea cooking and I am really looking forward to it.

So that’s what I did this weekend. I also went through my books. Took me 30 MINUTES to find 1 book! Wah! And all of my poor books are getting weathered in the basement! They are bending and I feel like a royal neglectful bitch for letting that happen to them. I really would like a big enough place to have a room just dedicated to my books so that they don’t have to be mistreated like they are back at home. I am a stickler for how my books are treated anyway. I have NEVER dog eared a book and literally made my friends sign of waver of borrowers that said, “If I dog ear, tear, dent, or spill anything on the pages, cover protectors or bindings; I will owe the full amount, including taxes, to the owner of said borrowed book.” Yeah This was the only sure fire way that no one borrowed my books. Since they aren’t cheap and I would literally search through 10 copies before finding the near perfect copy to take home with me. So having my books getting weathered, dampened, and bent just drives me crazy. Yes, I have them off the basement floor and in boxes and totes. I don’t know what else I could do for them with no room for my friends. If you are wondering I do consider my books my closest friends, they haven’t betrayed or abandoned me, and when I was surrounding by backstabbing people and a father that couldn’t see me because of complications for most of my life I was alone. If I had known that books would be such a big part of my life I think I would have started reading sooner then what I did. I didn’t actually own a book until the summer of my 5^th grade year. By the end of that winter my Dad had to build me a shelf to put all of the books I had accumulated to that point. Also, by the end of my 6^th grade summer I had established myself a reading corner with a cushion folding bed that turned into a chair. Does anyone remember those? I would pick like 6 different books from my closet placed them on my night stand with my lamp that was right beside me and would just read the entire day. Usually with some snacks and a beverage. Also had my ipod or cd player going in my ears while reading. Most of the time, if I got really into the book, I would just tune out the noise. The noise was mainly there to let my family know to leave me alone. Since my family couldn’t get the hint that when my nose is in a book to leave me alone in the first place. How rude were they? Lol. I think after 8^th grade they got tired of this habit of mine because mother sold my chair and completely rearranged my room to where I didn’t have my reading corner anymore. Even though they fought with me to read until 5^th grad in the first place to read. Then they started hating it. I kind of wished that my family would have made up their mind about shit with me. They did about the same thing with my dating. When they thought I needed a new one they decided to fuck up my relationship. I guess I was too happy for em.

Whoops, sorry, I’ll get off of that rant. ^^; sometimes I don’t realize I do that. Just kick me in the ass when that happens. Anyway, I wish I had more room for my books and a pet. I really need a kitten to play with and love when I get home. I am thinking about getting a service animal so that I could have one with me at all times. Or a nice husky for that. What do you think about that?

I already asked how your weekends were didn’t I? Um, how was your monday? Or job? How are you all doing? Comment below let me know. And as always have a wonderful night/day! Toodles!

 

Openly yours,

DanniDarkness.