Thread:MonsterHigh5842/@comment-25377730-20141010003534/@comment-4634838-20141124163948

Yeah, I pretty much stalk anyone I want to...but it's usually a sign that I care about them! I just want to know every single thing about people. So, I stalk them. I don't know that much about a person...but apparently it's normal to stalk your crush. Sometimes I wonder if Fedora stalks me, but I doubt it. He does seem like the stalker type, though.

BUT SERIOUSLY, I SHIP YOU TWO SO HARD!!!! Even though I have absolutely no idea what Markers looks like or anything. :P

I think I'll tell you what Fedora looks like next time, because I already know telling you about him now would make this comment at least 1,000 pages....But seriously, I think it's awesome that you ship me and Fedora together. This is the first time a person has ever shipped me with someone I actually want to be shipped with (apparently, random people think that Trains and I would make a cute couple, and my friends ship me and the other guy I lied and said I had a crush on...ew).

Yeah, I knew they didn't use a hammer to put in braces...that seems a bit painful. And wouldn't that, like, knock your teeth out or something? And everyone I see with braces, I think they look good with them. And it makes me upset that my teeth just have to be so straight! Ugh!

No, no, your hair is nothing compared to my hair. It's super curly and frizzy. I can never, ever, ever wear my hair down while it's curly (if I straighten it, though, yeah, I can). I always have my hair in either a ponytail or a side braid. I've been wearing my hair in a side braid for the longest now. :P And even my friends make comments about my hair, saying that it's never neat and it doesn't look like I brush it at all....But people say that my hair is so pretty and they wish they could have my hair, but honestly. They don't know the struggles I have to go through with my hair. It's so annoying. And since my hair is so thick and curly, it takes me about three hours to straighten my hair--I do it myself, too, because I hate other people touching my hair. And my hair comes down past my...um...boobs, too, when it's curly, but when I straighten it, I swear it almost comes down to my waist. And I have to brush my curly hair out when it's soaked, or else it'll hurt like heck. And even then, I can almost never get a comb through my hair. My rant about my hair is over. :P

I usually don't talk much during class, but sometimes during my homeroom class, I'm goofing off with my friends (usually Fedora and my friend Alyssa, who usually sit next to me), and the teacher has to tell us to be quiet or calm down or something. But, hey, even though we goof off a lot, we still do the work. Sometimes. And in my fourth period classes, we eat lunch with that class, and I only have three people to talk to each time--Trains, Jake, and my friend Cora, who's a serious goody-goody and cannot stand the things we talk about at lunch. And whoa...now that I think about it, you're right. I can't even listen to my own conversations. I'm pretty sure that's a bad thing. XD

Okay, so when I was in elementary school, I would talk to some of my friends over the phone. So, one time I was talking to one of my friends on the phone, and when we hung up, my mom and dad started asking me tons of questions about the conversation I had with my friend...and I literally died. I think I was in third grade at the time, and my mind wasn't so dirty at the time (it didn't get dirty until I met KC in the sixth grade), so we weren't really talking about bad stuff. But still. And my dad should win the award for Nosiest Person Ever. I think I was showing my dad a picture on my phone or something, and then he took my phone from my hand and started reading all of my text messages....My parents both knew my old password to my phone, but recently, I found out that my dad had been going on to my phone and just looking through everything...so I changed the password without telling anyone I did it. And my dad got really mad at me, like, "Why did you change your password?" and I was just thinking, How would you know I changed my password if you hadn't been snooping on it? Oh, Dads. Let's just be lucky he wasn't going through my Facebook, otherwise he probably would have done illegal things to me. :P

We sometimes get snow in Alabama, but not much. I remember this one year, it had snowed on Christmas (perfect!!), and it was enough snow to make snowmen and have snowball fights, but not enough to have to shovel any. As far as I know, that's the most snow we ever had. It's sad, really. :( I'm not sure if it's gonna snow this year, though. I just hate that the weather is so bipolar here. Like, one day it'll be storming and raining and thundering and stuff, then the next day it's so hot outside, then the next day it'll be like super cold, and so on.

And again, you're so lucky to have another week off! And my teachers just want me to suffer. My mom and dad are actually telling me to stop doing schoolwork and relax. It should be the other way around, right?

I honestly believe that I need two school breaks a year, and that they each last for six months. Hahahaha ;P  And I'm just gonna keep praying for snow, though it's most likely not gonna happen. :(

Glad you're having fun in Mexico! But still, you're lucky that you get to travel to different places. Texas is not that far or that interesting. That's where most of my dad's side of the family lives. My dad asked my brothers and I if we wanted to go with him last summer, but we didn't, because there's nothing for us to really do there. Our cousins, yeah, they're around our age, but they never want to talk to us or anything. And it's just boring. But I wish I could just go on a resort! We go to Mississippi (yes I actually spelled it right!!! :D) almost every year, and that is a lot of fun because of the beach and fancy hotels we go to. There's no real beach in Alabama. Shocker. And most of my friends have parents who are or were in the military, so they've been to Germany and the UK and stuff. My dad was in the military before I was born. I think.

So far, I have not found it....I'm hoping that it'll just leave my room, go outside, and die. I have a huge fear of bugs (even butterflies creep me out). I wonder if there's a word for that...yeah, there is. It's called entomophobia (I think I spelled that right). But yeah, I literally get a panic attack every time I see one (have you ever heard of a cicada? Oh my god...oh my god...I just want to cry and pass out every time I see one). But I'm not scared of ants. Or bees. Or wasps. Unless they come really, really close to me. And I'm not scared of worms...I'm not even afraid to just pick one up. They feel really weird. And I'm not scared of flies, they just annoy me.

Okay, that last paragraph I just wrote disgusts me a bit...

Lol that picture is so, so true. I wish our snow could actually be like that.