What up peeps? May this new year be better than last .

On the 30th (Wednesday) I went to a concert. KJ-52, Remedy Drive (again), Decyfer Down (again), TFK (who I haven't seen in a year and a half), and Switchfoot (who is MUCH better live). It was AMAZING! Trevor ROCKED IT!

And then yesterday I watched the ball, which I haven't done in three years. It was weird. I didn't like it.

So, what did you guys do?

I guess that's it for me. Sorry it's so short, I just wanted to say hi and see what you all are up to.

I might be seeing Avatar tomorrow. Yea.

Oh, I knew there was a story in here somewhere!

After the concert, it started to rain, and with temperatures the way they were, it was going to freeze. Well, since Mom had to go to work the next day and we didn't get out of the concert until 11:30pm and she had to be at work at 5, we decided to sleep in the car at her work. I slept in the backseat while Mom slept in the front passenger seat.

We didn't sleep much, it was cold. But, I guess we were almost out of it when there was a knock on the window. Mom rolled it down. "Hey, what's going on here?" I heard someone say. Yes, it was the police. So Mom told him the whole story, then asked me for my I.D. That was the first time I had ever used it (haha). The goodnews: I clean.

So there's my story. I spent my money this time. I had more than I expected. It was a nice change. I got a shirt and three CDs. I FINALLY have ALL of TFK's CDs. FINALLY!

Ok, that's better. Now I can go.

I love you guys!

Happy belated first day of winter, and I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. Tell me about it! Me? I got four small boxes of chocolate (14 pieces). And that was that.

Anyways, I miss you all very much. I'm trying to keep in touch as much as I can. I'm working on two stories at the moment, which is taking up most of my time. I really need to focus.

I hope you guys are doing well. As you can see, I still come on here so if you need anything, please let me know.

Love you guys!

P.S. Title= Christmas lights are still up on the tree.
Oh yea, Mom got a mini Santa suit, and gave me an idea for a new movie, so that is taking some time too.

The end. I'm done. I finished the last Twilight book. Four books in 20 days. Although I skipped a day before I started New Moon, I still count it.

I'm not coming back. Not yet at least. I need to take some time off for myself, since I have been so focused on other people for so long. The moment I opened my eyes in the morning, they would search my room until they paused on the chair at the end of my bed where the book laied in the place I left it the night before... hours before. I would stay up until 3 and 4 o'clock in the morning, wondering if the next chapter would be intense or stupid (a fine middle ground most of the time).

My addiction was pulling me away from everything I loved, but I did stop every once in a while to necessary things. But I would hurry and do these things to the best that my ability would allow me. But something much more powerful always over powered my thoughts.

I wasn't concentrating, not concerned with much of anything except for this. I believe it was mainly because reading and being so caught up in something like this was overwhelming. I was fasinated by the way it made me feel. And now that it's over....

At first, would read in the den, stoping only when my soap opera was on, then going back to reading. Soon, I was reading durring the commercials, then quitting the soap cold turkey, not having a reason to watch it. Only concentrating on the "soap opera" at hand. I then switched to the bed room, waking up at 10 to look at book, get a glass of chcolate milk, then reading till 3 or 4, sometimes 5, when Mom would come home. I would tell her about what I had read- she already knew everything from people at work- then I would watch tv with her. Soon, I wouldn't even watch tv. The only thing I would watch was Conan and Jimmy.

When Mom started reading, I could see the same things happening to her. Although, she was cornered by work, making her stop and go to bed by 8 or 9. At least she had a stop sign to yeild to. Me, I had myself....

I would stay in my room, door closed heater on, under the sheets of my bed, reading from 10 to Mom. Then when she started reading, it was 10 to whenever Mom was done telling me about her day. When she took her shower, that was my cue to start reading again. Then she would have me at dinner. But after that, I was long gone.

I have to find "me" again, in a sence. I feel this would be best achieved by focusing on being more hand-writen than technical. I have no desire to "read", and since this place is surrounded by reading material... I still have no desire to be here. But I do have a desire to write, and that is why I am here now. To write to you that I am fine. To say the things I love are coming back to sight. You are memories I have brought over from my pre-Twilight life (take that as a compliment).

I have to find a reason to wake up in the morning. Some thing that will take the place of this previous reason. I'm blowing this whole thing out of proportion, being very exaggerant, very dramatic. But I do like the way I feel, it's something I can get used to. I actually like the feeling of being in the know, being someone who knows what people are talking about when they take about Twilight. I feel like someone who's popular, like in high school... just not the kind that people look up to. Actually, the kind that people are disgusted by. It's new. It's different. I wonder if this is how people feel who like Hannah Montanah or The Jonas Brothers... or is Twilight not as hated as I think?

I shall leave you now, but not to be away for long. I can already feel myself coming down from this... high. We'll see how I am in the morning. No book on the chair, no reason to be cooped up in my room with the door closed, the heater on, a glass of chocolate milk on the table next to me or the blinds on the windows open so I can see the sun and birds and the mountain. Ah the good ol' days, I don't want to give it up...

Happy December 1st everyone!

This will be the ONLY warning I'm going to give you: 11 days until my birthday.

Why the only warning? Well, because, I don't want it to come. It's such a boring number. I also don't want to get older (I'm having a "Bella" crisis). I've always been seen as younger than I really am, and I'm afraid that the older I get, the more I'll show my age...

Completly stupid, I know. But, it might also be the number. I don't like this number in general, and now that I'm turning it, I want it to pass.

I finished "Twilight" in two days. Oh my goodness, that was completly and utterly too fast. I was so consumed... SO consumed. I was going to give myself a days rest of reading, but I'm too excited... plus, that darn book is staring at me, and has been all day. Sure, I could move it, but then I'd know where it is so it would be haunting me.

I woke up yesterday with "Twilight" in a chair at the foot of my bed. I stared at it, then decided to try and get more sleep. I layed back down, tossed and turned, then ten minutes later, when I looked back up, it was still there, taunting me, whispering get up and read me, get up. So I did as I was told... I finished it.

I have no interest in t.v. None. I used to stay up and watch Conan and Jimmy, now I stay up and read about vampires and warewolves. Ugh! *Sigh* At least I'm reading. The book I was trying to read before this was a true story about a library cat... to tell you the truth, it was a bit boring and the writing did not keep my interest. I just didn't connect with the language and writing style.

I wasn't sure if I was going to read these books, until I read the first couple pages in Sam's. I was hooked. Oh my, was I hooked. My heart is racing at just the thought of reading the next one...

It's Tuesday. This Friday I'm off to Nashville. Nashville! I just can't believe it! Nashville! I'm already loving it... well, the thought of it anyways. Friday, three days. Four until the Family Force 5 concert! A "week early" birthday present. I also can't wait to see House of Heroes. They've got some amazingly strange songs (speaking of strange songs, "Mad World" is playing on the iPod right now). Nashville...

I'm almost at 11,000 pageviews. If someone catches it (please, take a picture if you can), I'll do something for them . If it's drawing, I'm not guaranteeing anything good . But I'll try (though most of you know my strengths).

Well, that is it for now. I shall talk to you all whenever we do .

So yesterday, Mom and I went to Sam's Club, and we walked down an asile (hm). And I held something in my hand... what is it? What is this thing that is big and has paper in it with words and numbers at the bottom on them? What is it that has a picture on the front?

It was a BOOK!

Mom got "Twilight" and "New Moon" yesterday. I read* the first page ("read") and I was hooked. I was so excited* to get home and start reading it (I was excited to read?). So last night at 11pm*, I made a glass of chocolate milk and snuggled into my bed with "Twilight" in hand. I sat there, flipping page after page*. Chapter* one went by, then two, then three. It was two o'clock* in the morning, six* chapters later.

That's 3 hours, and 6 chapters. Which means, 1 chapter every half an hour.

The main words here are: read, excited, eleven pm, flipping page after page, chapter, two o'clock, six.

I read, I was excited, I started at eleven, I flipped the pages (meaning I was liking it), I read more than one chapter, I stopped at two o'clock (am), after six chapters.

Why am I pointing this out? I can't remember the last time I read a book cover to cover. It's been... a long time. I've tried, really I have. Books have just been too boring or slow or just too hard to read. It might have been the fifth Harry Potter book, back in eighth grade . It's probably not that far back, but that's the last one I can remember.

I am so enthralled with this book . In my honest opinion, it's better than the movie. I don't think Kristen is a good Bella (Bella smiles a lot in the book), and I don't like the way Edward talks in the movie (he talks better in the book). But Taylor did a good job of being Jacob (as far as I can tell). Just thought I'd weigh in on the debate.

Anyways, I saw Fantastic Mr. Fox. What a "fantastic" movie! Well deserving of its FIVE stars! I love the language. Very very well done . I love how it's both stop-motion AND animation . And I love how they recorded the voices where ever the scene was (like a scene in the movie was outside, so all the actors and actresses went outside to record for that scene). It was a great movie (it was also a book, and now I am intrigued).

Ok, alright. I shall now be leaving. I can't wait to get back to the book . Bye for now!

Oh yea! My mom got an iPod nano (fifth gen., $139 at Sam's Club (plus a $40 gift card), green). Omg -_-. I have the one before hers, and... -_-. I want hers so bad. I wasn't jelous at first, until I played with it -_-. It's amazing.

Good bye now.