my diary is happy and has entires so it goes WWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay so I have a very funny yet kinda gross story.

Okay so I'm laying next to my cat taking a nap bexause I wasd tired. Well my dad comes home and he starts monologing on how I'm so lazy and he's whining and what not. Well I told him to "cry me a river".

Well he goes on for 5 minutes about "you want a river do you?". I think nothing of it. But then he goes into the kitchen and picks up a mug and I hear him run the faucet so I think he's going to dumb water on me so I get up and try to get down the stairs really fast.

Well you guys mostly know know what a huge kluts I am. I slipped and went thump thump down the stairs on my butt. Well I figured I had gotten rug burn. But I held up my hand and my finger was bleeding.

I had split my finger open I have no idea how but I started to panic and going into shock. I even started to hyperventalate. My dad of course is laughing about it so it pissed me off.

Irony of the story. There was no water in the mug.

A little bit of writing I've done...

Slowly I stalk through the thick rows of corn on the field. I feel the vibrations of this feet drumming on the soil not far from me. I also feel the heavy tramping of the feet of his prey that stumbles through the maze panicking. His prey comes closer and closer to my position. The mortal man runs past me. I hold myself back, resisting the urge to attack the weaker one so I do not give away my presence.

The old man tumbles over his own feet and falls into the dirt. He quickly turns to see my prey about to pounce on him when I leap out from my hiding place and quickly tear out the soft flesh of his neck. I feast on the blood of the blood sucker, now fallen; his mouth now gapping open revealing the sharp fangs and his eyes dull from the after life glow his predecessor gave him.

My tail swishes happily as I devour him completely savoring my favorite treat. The human watches me eat his predator. He may think I am his ally but I hunt humans as well. It’s not easy to find vampires and I must sustain my hunger. My sharp teeth and claws rip through his flesh and bone, slicing him down to manageable bites.

This form, although terrifying to all, is the most comfortable. It’s a wild cat; however, I have no skin, no muscles that are seen. That’s what makes it so terrifying. What makes my bones move? The only tissue left on this structure is my piercing blood red eyes and my tongue. My eyes petrify only the living. I am like this vampire that I just killed; undead; living off a fire that was bestowed on me by my creator.

After I finished every last piece of my prey I licked my high cheek bones. I looked over at the human still lying in the dirt. I bared my teeth and he quickly jolted away. Usually I would chase after him, but I had my fill. After checking the surrounding area I dashed off back to where I had left my human skin.

I jump onto the mouth of the face and into the cavity of the skin. My form changes so that I fill into the mold, the tendons attaching to my bones that I reforming. The final part of the transformation is my eye lids fitting around my eyes. Fortunately for me, in this form my terrifying eyes turn into grey blue eyes.

I slowly walk through the woods to a clearing where my old 1992 Chevrolet pick up truck is waiting. Grabbing the keys from my pocket I open the cab door and hop in. I look in the review mirror at the reflection of a pale late teenaged human girl. Every time I finish a hunt I wonder how long I can continue living like this.

Turning on the engine I slowly back out and drive back to the main road back into the suburbs where my current residence is. Cruising down the highway the scenery slowly changes from large open fields to yards with swing sets in them. I see several cop cars speed past me towards the direction that I came from. The police sirens were blaring, the red and blue lights spinning wildly.

I pulled my old truck to the edge of the road slowly as they all whipped past. I did not worry much about them; they would probably think the old man had finally kicked the bucket. At least, I prayed that would happen.

Pulling into the drive way of my small two car garage home; sliding next to a shiny, silver Honda Accord.

Well someone asked me to prom. However, I politly reclined. I am going to go, and I am going to wear a dress because I found two really pretty ones, and I'm going to see if dad will buy the more expensive one seeing as how I was a good little girl and applied to colleges in Minnesota and stuff.

Things are going alright here. I'm happy even if I do have to walk to the store now because the car is gone. But you know what. I enjoy the exercise. I feel bad for mom though. She isn't able to walk as fast as I can or as long as I can so when we first started walking to the store we only made it about a fourth of the way their before she started to complain and I told her to just go back and I got the groceries. Thank goodness my friend picked me up that would have been heavy trying to carry them all back by myself. TT_TT

So as you can guess I'm going to back to Minnesota this summer, unfortunately it is the day after gradutaion. I'm kind of happy yet kind of sad. I do miss my house and my room and the farm and my cat and other things too. But I like it in Minnesota. I don't get yelled at, I do the chores in my own time without needing to be asked or reminded as long as some other people do their own part.

I have enjoyed my senior year in New Jersey but alas most good things must all come to an end. But I'm excited when I go back to Minnesota I can start up with violin lessons again and I can see all of my old friends.

I know I don't have very many friends I talk to a lot on here anymore. I don't know if I feel really all that bad, I mean I'm not on as much anymore. Does that mean I'm changing? Is it for the best or for the worst? Well for those of you who still care about this little woman I'll still have my account on here and I'll have nice small talk with you.

Miss all of you ^_^

I LOVE MUSIC!
I love dance.
I love.


I hate relationships, and men. Yet I want one of my own.


I really want to wear a tux to prom. Do you think they would let me? I won't if someone asks me to prom. But I highly doubt that someone will.

So I failed my precalculus final. I became really really really depressed. Everyone was asking me if I was on drugs. It would have made me laugh ... if it wasn't for the fact that I wanted to put a bullet through my skull.
I hope that I can transfer out of precalculus and into an art class. I don't know why I'm doing bad in precalculus. I understand it ... I think. *SCREAMS* I DON'T KNOW!!!!!!!!! *cries* It's just too hard for me. ... I feel so stupid not knowing it. *sigh* I don't feel good. I laugh and smile in front of my mom and brother and most of my friends now. But I feel secure telling my insequrities to all of you strangers here.

I haven't written in a while so here is all that has been on my mind.

One: I'm really not happy with Elftown, I only have one true friend left on here and that's [Rose_Spectre]. He is the only reason I come onto Elftown anymore. I am really sad that the two people I thought were my friends do not come onto ET anymore, and even when they do, they do not message me.

Two: I am sick of being stuck at home. So I have been persuing a life. I have been trying to ask this one guy to the movies (however homework continues to get in the way). I have been going to friends homes a lot. Today I went to Sarah's house, it's HUGE! I want her house. And I even went to It's a Grind and bought a coffee. I almost feel kinda normal.

Three: I'm actually getting prepared for college finally. I'm okay now with going to a community college and stuff. I will be going back to Minnesota for my degree. I'm kinda sad that I will be leaving all of my new high school friends behind. Hopefully I will return though. I would love to live on the East Coast.

Four: I guess I'm finally discovering myself the one that doesn't sit in front of a computer all the time. You know? I hope that soon I can get a drivers lisence and be able to drive myself places so I don't have to limit myself.

I'm sure there is a lot more stuff but that is the major league things. I really hope that toxic koi and I still keep in touch. I do my best to come online at least once a night so he doesn't feel alone.

Also Alex and Tara I really really wish you would send me a message to know that you are a live besides the fact that I noticed one day that you looked at my profile. I'm not really happy with either of you. So yeah that's about it.

Have a super day everyone!


P.S. I managed to rip my rotater cuff thingy in my shoulder so I'm in a lot of pain all the time.

so, today was eventful. I had a jr. high prank pulled on me.

"DJ
Every day I watch you in class. I love your free-spirit and great sense of style. Your cape looks warm and fuzzy. If you go out with me I will let you wear all my halloween costumes whenever you want. Can I take you to the movies? I hear that Bee Moive is great.
All my heart,
*name of person that I will keep for myself because I know it wasn't this person who put this note on my desk*"

I gave me a good laugh today. Any ordinary average man would not be attracted to me. Plus that Halloween costume bit was rude. I had hoped I was past the years where guys would pick on me, but apparently not. It hurts me to know that our society is still in this sad state.

Aside from just being unhappy anyway, I'm okay. I wasn't really expecting anyone from my school to have a crush on me. They are all too ordinary average. Well I'm tired and I have to do precalculus homework. I will check tomorrow, but I'm not going to online as much anymore. Talk to you when I will.

today is my mama's birthday! so when she gets home we are going to go eat out at ruby tuesdays.

I've been thinking. And that is never a good thing.

Things I've thought about:

- What it would like to be dead
- What would happen after I died, who would cry, who would miss me, who would even know?
- Thinking about it, if I died, no one here would ever know
- What will me first child be?
- What I want my frist child be, and how I wish he would look
- Who would I have my first child with, and what would be the circumstances
- How I feel about certain people, or people in general
- How I feel about myself


If you can't tell I'm depressed, yeah I know, everyone seems depressed these days,
what's it matter anyway?
You don't have to worry though, I won't kill myself, I'm too chicken to try.
I wanna see if it's worth living till I die.
I know I have great friends, they are important to me, they fill my soul.
But sometimes, I feel like I'm missing something, like there's this big hole.
Yeah this is all I have so far.
Now I'm gonna go eat a Hersey's chocolate bar.

okay so I just watched Blood and Chocolate. Here is a little rant just for it.


I movie sucked. I mean sure it had the major points, like all the characters but everything was twisted around. For example, both of Viv's parents weren't killed, only her father, then Raf was Viv's cousin, yes, but Astrid wasn't his mother, his mother was someone else I can't rememeber her name. Not to mention that in the end Viv and Adien do not end up together, instead it is her and Gabrielle, which would also mean that Gab does not die. In fact not very many of the wolves die in the book at all.

The book is so much sweeter than the movie. For all of you who have seen the movie and not read the book, you are missing out ... A LOT! I would reccomend going to your local library or bookstore and finding the book and read it. It is really a good piece of literature.

On and end note, they are planning to make a movie for Twilight, I hope that it does not end up how Blood and Chocolate did.

I did the same IQ test and Silent.

Oubastet, your IQ score is 125
Your overall intelligence quotient is the result of a scientifically-tested formula based on how many questions you answered correctly. But it's only part of what we learned about you from your answers on the test. We also determined the way you process information.

The way you think about things makes you an Imaginative Mastermind. This means you are an extremely talented person, with a wide range of skills. There is little to nothing you can't do if you want to. You're very creative and you can express your ideas effectively through a variety of different means whether it's written or spoken words, numbers, or anything else. You also have a practical knowledge of how things work in the world — you've been paying attention and you pick things up easily.

How did we determine that your thinking style is that of an Imaginative Mastermind? When we examined your test results further, we analyzed how you scored on 8 dimensions of intelligence: spatial, organizational, abstract reasoning, logical, mechanical, verbal, visual and numerical. The 3 dimensions you scored highest on combine to make you an Imaginative Mastermind. Only 6 out of 1,000 people have this rare combination of abilities.

Hey everyone!!!

So anyway, as you all know Halloween is coming up, and I thought I would notify you all that .... *drum roll*

I am dying my hair white! Well semi-pernament according to the merchandise. Yes yes yes I'll take photos of it, plus me in my costume. No idea what I'll be yet, but it'll be pretty I'm sure.

SOooo yeah, hopefully I'll get my job at Border's soon and I'll get some cash and I'll be able to dye my hair red, pernament. Yay! I can't wait!!! hee hee.

Well I love you alls!

XOXOXOXOs ~ Davi

I hate getting out of bed. Specially on days like these. It's so chilly but you're like the perfect temp under you blankets.

I enjoy being under these blankets, it's like being touched and touching your lover and nothing can be wrong in the world.

But then you realize ... shiet I have to get up and go to school then once that cold air hits your skin all the corruption and greed of the world hits you

and the only thing worth looking forward to is talking to your friends, and your signifigant other, your passion/ hobbie, sexual desires, food, and sleep.

And once you go to sleep the process starts all over again. *chuckles*

Just some food for thought

Obituary Common Sense

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn't always fair, and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.


Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job they themselves failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Aspirin, sun lotion or a sticky plaster to a student; but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar can sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.


Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know my Rights, Someone Else is to Blame, and I'm a Victim.


Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Author unknown

Just a little something I got in my head it's a tragedy. If you don't like them then don't read. This is the first page.




There's the ten year old me, crying in a dark corner. And I scream to wake from the hellish nightmare after I relive the experience seven years ago. Of what that monster of a man did to me.
Clicking on the bedside lamp I slip my hand under my pillow to make sure I still have my mace. My baseball bat is still sitting next to my nightstand and my blinds are close. I slide out of bed, my porcelain white feet contrast against the dark blue carpeting.
I putts my way to the window and make sure it's locked. I look in my closet, under my bed, and in my bathroom to make sure there is no one there. Then I pet the lump of fur on the end of the bed that is my white cat, Iris.
He is the only one that seems to understand my paranoia. Mom decided to get him for me when I was eleven because I didn’t have any friends. I didn’t blame the other kids for keeping their distance. I’m just naturally unfriendly now.
Iris starts purring and stretches out, the little silver bell on his blue collar makes small jingle. He is an all white cat and his fur is extremely soft and warm. Despite how much he eats he’s rather thin. He’s a mellow cat but he is cautious of everyone that enters. Occasionally he’ll hiss at someone but after an hour or so he’s as friendly as a puppy.
Crawling onto the large queen sized bed I check the clock that blares bright red, four o’clock at me. I have two more hours before I have to wake up to become ready for school. I decided against sleeping, not in the mood to suffer through another nightmare, and head into my bathroom to take a morning shower.

Okay so I only have a week left of summer vacation, well anyway I'm supposed to have two books read by then so I have to read like now. I won't be on Elftown till I'm done.
I'm gonna miss all of you. I'll be done soon don't worry I'm a fast reader. Ummm I love you all. Talk to you soon.

<3 Davi-chan.

P.S. I'll miss poodle, owner of spiff, and male kitty cat the most!

yeah so. yesterday i got two shots in my left arm. i can barely lift with it so that sucks. it hurts like all hell's worth.
also i was up later than normal so i slept in later than normal and well i feel like i had crashed pretty bad.
my dad called me, i guess he's no longer mad at me. to an extent. he just wanted to know when i started school and what my time schedule was so if he decided to call me it wouldn't be while i'm in school.
i'm glad my dad called me, i didn't like it when he was mad at me. wait that's normal for me, for him to be mad at me. eh oh well, maybe this is different because it's a kind of silent treatment, and that's just odd coming from my dad.
so yeah anyway i have to read two books before school starts. i'm barely half way done with one, and i don't have the other one. kind of pisses me off. just a bit hee hee. well that's all for now.
*stomach growls* well i guess i should go eat. bye! <3 davi

Okay so I haven't been completely truthful with everyone this last month. I feel terrible about lying. And well the truth is my reason for why I did what I did is because I was bored. It's nothing big, I just told a few people I was a guy instead of a girl. Now the cats out of the bag. Take this as you wish. Have a pleasant day. bai. ^___^

well i'm sure those of you who know me and talk to me on a daily basis know that i've moved to my mom's.

it's taking a tole on me though. the reason i moved, because I wanted to and because my dad is having a russian woman and her son move into our house.

my dad is going through my room and cleaning it and putting most of my things except my clothes, futon, and things on the walls in storage, I think.

But he made me tell my grandma.

I left her a message on her phone.

Because I'm a coward like that.

Dad told me grandma cried. I feel terrible.

But what gets me the most is Lucky my dog and Tazman my cat.

I miss them soo much.

Lucky's adorable always-happy-to-see-me additude.

her extremely soft, easy to shed a lot, fur.

Taz's I hate everyone but dad, but I think i'll tolerate you since you give me treats additute that he gives just for me.

when he purrs sometimes when i pet him.

his beautiful coat.

and how most of the time he's really soft even though he has dander.

how sometimes he can look really young and the next day really old.

lucky would always finish some kind of food that i didn't feel like eating.

and taz would sometimes offer to slowly eat what i didn't want.

*sniffles* i miss my babies.

and then there are people from school.

i only had one person i called a friend and that was Tara, I'm going to miss her too.

though I am excited to meet new people.

i guess i'll mostly miss the people a grade younger than me.

they all thought i was awesome and always wanted me to hang out with them.

i feel kind of bad because i still have two someone's books, no idea how i'm going to return them, especially since one of them is off at college.


and my boyfriend and i ... i don't know if it'll last.

i still want to be his friend but all i ever seem to do is make him sad.

and my best friend, i upset him just when he was feeling better.

and what's worse it was on right when his birthday came.

i feel like crap.

god this sounds crappy, all about me, me, me, me.

geeze.

well i'm sorry to those who've i made feel bad.

well.

i guess that's about it for now.

love you all even if i don't know you that well.

and i wish you happiness.

Are you more man, or woman? (XD)
1.[X] You love hoodies
2.[X] Dogs are better than cats
3.[X] It's hilarious when people get hurt
4.[X] You've played with/against boys on a team
5.[] Shopping is torture
6.[ ] Sad movies suck
7.[ ] You own an xbox 360
8.[X] You wanted/played with Hotwheel cars as a kid
9.[] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter
10.[X] You own a DS, PS2 or Sega
11.[X] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers
12.[X] You watch sports on TV
13.[X] Gory movies are cool
14.[ ] You only go to your dad for advice
15.[] You own like a trillion baseball caps
16.[X] You like going to football games [RUGBY LEAGUE]
17.[] You used to/do collect football cards [RUGBY LEAGUE!]
18.[] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people [Whats the point?]
19.[X] Green, black, red, blue or silver are one of your favorite colors
20.[X] You love to go crazy and not care what people think
21.[X] Sports are fun too
22.[X] Have talked with food in your mouth
23.[X] Wear Boxers to bed [or nothing at all . . .]
24.[X] Or your socks on at night [KEEPS MA TOES WARM!]
total: 16
Multiply the total by 7
Score: 112% [okay?]

GIRL PART
1.[ ] You wear lip gloss
2.[X] You wear eyeliner
3.[X] You have some of the same shirts in different colors
4.[X] You wear the color pink/ have worn the color pink
5.[] Go to a female for advice
6.[ ] You KNOW cheerleadings a sport and you argue about it
7.[ ] You hate wearing the color black
8.[X] You like shopping
9.[X] You like wearing jewelry
10.[ ] Skirts are a part of your wardrobe
11.[ ] You don't like the movie Star Wars
12.[ ] It takes you around 1 hour (or more) to shower get dressed and put on make-up and accessories
13.[X] You smile alot more than you should
14.[X]You have more than 10 pairs of shoes/sneakers
15.[ ] You care about what you look like [I'm a dag and proud of it]
16.[ ] You like wearing dresses when you can
17.[ ] You love, LOVE movies
18.[X] Used to play with dolls as a little kid
19.[ ] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it
20.[X] Like taking pictures when you're bored
total= 9
multiply by 7
score: 63% girl. [what the hell?]