This is A Splurge Of Abnormality. My first blog. What is there to expect? More so, what is there NOT to expect? So...yeah.. this is definitely shorter than it was before. Big deal. Don't expect anything. But expect everything.
LOOKZ LIKE WE'VE GOT OURSELVES SUM VISIT'R!!!!
Why, hello there Visitor. Let's set some ground rules...
1) I like you already because you're actually reading this!! yay! 1 point for YOU!
2) You may leave a comment on any of the posts you would like...explore the pages, or don't explore the pages. No biggie. But you can leave a comment even if you don't have an account. No, seriously, I'm superduper asking you to leave a message if you don't mind and especially if I know you in real life because I might just miss you a little bit. Without an account it'll be anon unless you sign your name ^_^.
3) Just know that I'll *bleep* out any bad words or just trash the whole thing if it's too offensive. Yeah, I'll post a comment that says someone posted a comment-ALWAYS- but that it was too offensive for me to feel okay putting it on here...
And that is all of the dirt(/ground) rules. Thanks so much for reading that whole thing! I will feel content to just imagine people reading this...aaahhhhh :)
Have a nice day!
Love, peaches,Chicken greases,Rock on foozsh, 3wgs. Kitty/Ana/Kelsey ♥
I wish you enough [insertwordhere].
ps. I started a 365 day challenge (here) forever and a day ago and hopefully one day I'll get back to it because that would be fun and pretty cool :). update: #3 has never been a problem lol but who knows...maybe one day it will be (>‿◠)✌
D: OOH PRETTY FLAME. OH MY GOO IT'S GOING TO EAT ME.
V: yyeaaahhh I'm so constipated why must you do this to me dumbly?
Glass shatters. Dumbly...always there to protect.
...Voldy trying to be a ballerina. Then...into the boy he goes.
And the I am standing, holding harry's hand as he goes down.
"Oh no oh no oh no. Get out of him! Get out! You don't belong! Take me! Take me instead! No! We have not lost!"
--"Harry, it's not how you are alike. It's how you are not."
--"You're the weak one. You will never know love or friendship. And I feel sorry for you."
--"You're a fool, Harry Potter. And you will lose everything."
"Starting with this girl."
And he possesses me.
"Get OUT, TOM! GET OUT! You awful....how could you ever become such a monster!"
But more importantly.
"You think you will win, but you have no idea. Harry...he is stronger. Stronger than you will ever be. Stronger than you could ever imagine. You have no idea. *laughs* I'm the only other one who can see his feelings AND his thoughts, his dreams AND his ideas, his desires AND his memories. You are only in his mind, and not forever even. I am in his heart. Maybe not forever either, but those things last a lifetime anyways. Memories fade. The heart never does. You will fade. Harry's attempts, deeds, and successes will live on."
"But all of that doesn't *gasps for air* matter...right...now... GET OUT OF MY HEAD! GET! OUT!"
"you will die"
Harry shakes me.
"No! K[itty]! No!"
"yes. Potter. YESS..."
"No, Voldemort. You will lose. You will lose everything. GET OUTTTT!"
One last arch of the back.
One last scream.
And he is shoved out of my body.
My body goes limp.
The ministry comes in. The minister comes in. They see my back arch. They hear my scream. They see me scream. They see Voldemort rush out of my chest, rush out of my mouth, rush out of my eyes, rush out of my nose. I can't breathe. I don't think anyone breathed for a few seconds.
And just like that, they see Voldemort standing. And just like that, he's gone.
And I am limp.
Dumbledore is bent over me.
I don't know it, but I am in Harry's arms.
No, not in a romantic way. But he's holding me because that's the way I fell. Well, I didn't really fall. 'twas indeed the way I got down next to him when Voldemort went inside of him. He's one of my best friends, you know.
But I am on the ground. And he was too.
But Voldemort is gone now. And so am I.
"Her heart! Her heartbeat! Dumbledore! She's dead! She's not breathing! NOO!"
And just after losing Sirius too. It was all but too much to bear. But, oh, it WAS too much to bear. As he goes into shock...as does the rest of the people there...Tonks...Hermione...Ron...Fudge...everyone...only Dumbledore stays calm. But, wait, he's shaking. Even Dumbldore is shaken. He lifts me up and Harry and apparates back to Hogwarts. He rushes through the doors of the hospital wing with me in his arms and pulling Harry, who is in almost too bad of shape to even walk.
"Shh. Madame Pomfrey! Please would you make a bed right now?"
She comes out of her office, rubbing her eyes.
"But Dumbledore. It's so late...OH OH NO ...OH dear me... Yes, yes, right away. How bad is it? Is she..?"
He lays me on the bed.
"She's not breathing."
"She's not--- but Dumbledore! We should take her to St. Mungo's now!"
"I'm afraid there's nothing they can do for her there."
"But...the parents...her family..."
"Are half way around the world. Please, just...prepare a bed for her...with an extra curtain around it for those who wish to see her in privacy. And please, would you send an owl for Fred Weasley? Or a patronus? Whichever one is faster will do."
Harry is crying. Madame Pomfrey has the same look of shock on her face.
"yes...yes...of course, but...yes." and she hurries off.
She knows Fred is my boyfriend. She knows how much he cares about me and how much I cared about him. She sends the patronus and Harry sits on a chair inside the extra curtain next to me in the bed. Dumbledore, after one last glance and a shaking hand on Harry's shaking shoulder, spins out of the hospital wing to attend to the minister, my friends, the people's realization that we were right about Voldemort being back all along, the media, and eventually...receiving Fred at the great door of Hogwarts.
Now back to the real thing [I would keep writing, but it's late and I should go to bed. It's okay though. This is all marked into my head forever.]:
Stupidest line ever: "He's back."
NO DIP SHERLOCK THAT'S WHAT WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU THIS ENTIRE MOVIE DIPWAD!!
Oh, the awful confrontation.
--"It's my fault."
--"No it's mine."
NO YOU IDIOTS. IT'S MINE. I KNEW THIS WAS GOING TO HAPPEN ALL ALONG AND I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO STOP IT.
"no. You couldn't stop it. You can't. It's against everything."
"that doesn't keep it from being awful."
H: OMG A GIRL GRABBED MY HAND WITHOUT CRYING ALL OVER ME OR HIDING BEHIND A BUSH.
--H: "We've got one thing that Voldemort doesn't have."
--H: Something worth fighting for.
Just chugged 16 fluid ounces of that GREEN Tropical Blend Gatorade...and now my tummy hurts...and my throat is tight.
I think I could possibly almost throw up. Yay! Homework time! I am definitely getting more than 3 hours of sleep tonight! Although.... I DID get about 40 minutes of sleep today and whatever 1 hour and 30 minutes minus that 40 of closed-eye and trying-to-sleepy time. :)) it was wonderful. It probably would have been more wonderful if I had actually gotten a decent amount of sleep the night before.
TOMORROW, LOVELY PEOPLE YOU, IS MY VERY FIRST HIGH SCHOOL TRACK MEET EVAHHH!!!
And guess what? I'm ONLY running the open 800!!! ONLY THE 800??!?!?! Seriously?? It was kind of disappointing at first... But I can handle it lol. I'll just rock the socks off of people in the 800. But first, I must finish my homework so I can get a nice nights sleep after I take 39 (approximate) minutes to get all my stuff together and find my spikes...
Oohh...my spikes. I wonder where they have...... OH MY GOO I THINK I ACTUALLY KNOW WHERE THEY ARE!! YESSSS RIGHT UP IN MY ROOM THIS IS FANTASMAGICAL. And YES they're the right one's. I love my spikes. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I am actually considering putting a picture of them on here. They're HOT PINK. I LOVE THEM. I got compliments last year WHILE I WAS RUNNING THE 3200 from girls on ANOTHER TEAM at a BIG, IMPORTANTE meet! They yelled, "I love your shoes!" while i ran past. Oh my gosh, that was a wonderful feeling. ^_^
And now, to keep the wonderful feeling going I'm going to get off of here and leave you be.
And leave myself be to work on my homework and stuff.
...it's really wonderful to be back on here. I've really missed the splurges of abnormality. And I'll try to continue the 364 day challenge over spring break next week, okay? Some things are just more important, but not forever. :) I'll finish it, and you know I will. :))
Love. Peaches. Chicken greases. Rock on foozsh. Three wor[l]ds, girls.
Tunnel vision, blurry now, coming faster
Trees whizz by and Coke fizzes-by, towards you faster
Standing in the clearing
What more you wish to see?
You don't see me a-running from the darkness midst the trees.
Here.. I am coming
Coming for you here and now
Running out the jungle
Of leaves and flowers turning brown
But brown they were, and now they're blackish green from dark of night.
But you don't see this, do you, dear?
Because you're a-standing in the light.
I could be a werewolf, wet and fiery for your flesh.
Or a vampire, sparkly diamonds, classical music, and your death.
Or maybe I'm you're savior as you rush into the light
Away from death, you think, away from fright...
Away from even fight
But fight you must
And fight you will
Although for now you're forever captured
Standing in the light
Outside the dark
In this picture
Which you see blurred
As I run faster
HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAYYY!!!! To all my fellow ladies out there: Congrats. You just went through an all-day celebration of you. I hope it felt like one, but if it didn't... Someone somewhere was thinking of you.
If you don't believe me, that sucks because I'm sure thousands of people (including myself) were thinking of women all over the world and those women include you! (unless you're not a woman. Sorry guys)
Annnddd it is the birthday of my 2 B-Long N Thz World Blog! (www.tobelonginthisworld.blogspot.com) which I have been (sadly) posting on WAAYYYY MORE than on here. I need to get up my 365 day challenge back again lol.
But, hey, that's okay. Failing is an option.
Soooo I hope everyone has a wonderful, blessed night. You all are wonderful, blessed people. I love you so much! And if you don't believe me, I'm sure somebody else somewhere does!
Love. Peaches. Chicken greases. Rock on foozsh. 3 words girls. ... <3 Kitty
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