Crazygal280's Journals

I'm addicted, I'm giving into you [1]

Haha yeah long time no post, I'll try to keep with this one be patient I have GSCEs going on at the moment XD

Enjoy.

The streets were empty and silent with an ominous feeling in the air. She sat on the roof overlooking the place she grew up. The place she once called home. But now this was the place where many horrid memories would haunt her forever. She sat there in the wind with her jet black hair falling into her eyes wondering where it all went wrong.

“Come on, we need these or I’m gonna die!” Hissed Brian, grabbing my hand roughly and dragging me out the flat and down the stairs. He’d been off the drugs for a week now and his withdrawal symptoms were getting worse. I told him that I was doing the same as him but I was a compulsive liar, I knew he has his suspicions about why I was fine and he felt like dying but he never confronted me about it. Yesterday he decided to start taking again and I had no choice but to go along with him.

We climbed in my car and set off full speed to the backstreets of London, I didn’t like coming here, but we had to it was the only way to get our drugs for a reasonable price. Once we arrived at our destination we ran up the stairs making no eye contact with anyone around us ignoring the sneers and people pointing at us. Brian beat me to the door and did the ‘special’ knock which was opened immediately by the familiar tall, lanky and extensively tattooed man that went by the name of The Rev. As soon as he saw me he raised an eyebrow, considering I only came here three days ago I would have done the same thing if I was in his position.

“Back so soon?” Sneered The Rev but holding the door wide open and gesturing for us to come in. I glared at him as we walked past hoping he’ll take the hint of not to say anything but the only response was a wink and a hand trailing down my side causing me to shudder in disgust. I walked in the room with my head held high and taking a seat in the small red chair and curling up in it waiting for Brian to get what he needed so we could get out of this place. Once Brian was ready he walked over to me holding a huge see through plastic bag which was more than half way full.

“The Rev said it’s a welcome back donation, and he knocked off half the price.” Brian said looked dazed but with a satisfied grin on his face. I looked over at The Rev and raised my eyebrows at him and glanced at the extra large bag he’d given Bri, realising what I was getting at he raised to twenties and fanned himself with him. Those twenties were mine from my jacket pocket. Dickhead, I glared at him looking around for Brian but he’d already made his way down to the car, glaring at ‘The Rev’ I walked out the flat slamming the door behind me with such force the frame shook and something smashed inside. Whatever he does I can do a lot worse.

Would i still be here if it wasn't for you? one shot

You stand there on the stage staring at the man who catches your eye every week. You know this man. His name is Brian Elwin Haner Junior. He plays guitar in a band but comes down to this club every week just for you, he takes you back to your dressing room, looks after you, his rough fingers trailing over your body in a way that makes you love this man and make him yours. You know it’s not possible you see on the internet that he has a girlfriend even suspected fiancé; you know he will never be yours. You just wait till the next week and pray he comes for you. You take the pole and slide around it in a provocative manner and feel disgusted when old men slip $100 bills in your bra and garter, it comes to his favourite bit 'the final climax' he tends to call it which always makes you smirk. .Yyou take the pole and do the finale dance, which is always risky as loads of hands attempt to grab pieces of your negligee and rip it off, there will soon be a fight so you hurry up and saunter off the side of the stage and slip on your dressing gown and wait for the next act to go on stage so you can feel free. It doesn’t take long for him to find you; you are in your usual place the quietest corner in the club which is always the darkest. He takes you by the hand and by now you are crying wondering why his doing this for you, he leads you to the bed and sits you down and hands you a packet of tissue which you gratefully take while he goes to close the door, you expect him to leave but he always comes back. He gathers you in his arms and rocks to back and forwards as you wipe all your makeup off and calm yourself down by his soothing noises and promises of safety. He slides he calloused fingers along your thigh and you begin to shake as he lies you down on the bed and whispers your name in your ear. The next morning he’s gone as usual he never stays, the company doesn’t allow it. You think it’s all a dream until you see the note pinned to your notice board which gives you hope.

i wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you.

I will come for you one day.

Wait for me.

B x

You take the note down and fold it up and put it into your fresh pair of jeans and make your way out of the club and wait until he comes back next week. He is your only hope and if it wasn’t for him you would have left along time ago.

Elliot Minor...ugh

Elliot Minor in my school uggh they suck

Dear Superstar, Filter and PAPA ROACH!

Yeah i saw them bands last night with two friends =] It was awesome, apart from loosing L =[ stypid people crushing us and shoving past next time we're super glueing ourselves together!!

Dear Superstar started the show off, they were okay and relly hyped up, but i'm sure the singer was gay especially for his guitarist haha and he had a really long tongue. He also tried croud surfing where i was standing which wasn't the best idea as it was mostly girls where i was standing, he hit me in the nose which i wasn't happy about, but then he fell on the floor which i found funny and not surprising as no guys were holding him up it was only girls.

Filter was on after Dear Superstar and reminded me a bit of U2, i think it was the sun glasses and the jacket and the way he moved, he didn't do any crowd surfing though!! They were okay a bit calmer than Dear Superstar and had a slightly more techno sound and i like one of the many guitars the guitarst had it was turquoise and the same colour as my prom dress hahaha. But i liked them because they kept telling us we were beautiful and amazing.

THEN IT WAS PAPA ROACH!!!!! Jerry Tobin and Tony came on and started the show off with Days Of War then Coby like the crazy motherfucker he is came running on and started off with Change or Die. Coby was running around the stage everwhere and the whole crowd went crazy and everyone surged foreward and i was crushed and couldn't breathe but then C got cut away from L by this dick tring to run through them which spilt them up =[ so we escaped a few rows back and we we able to breathe. It was an awesome show Coby running around everywhere and 'Shitney Spears, Paris Hilton and Twatty Spice' as Coby called them of course before and after singing Hollywood Whore.

Setlist was:

Days of war

change or die

Broken Home

To be loved...

Getting away with murder

The world around you

Forever

Lifeline

Crash

Hollywood Whore

Time is running out

She loves me not

Alive ('N out of control)

Had enough

Dead cell

Between angels and insects

Then they went of and made us wait for about five minutes before coming back on and fucking the crowd up.

Encore:

Scars

I almost told you that i loved you (He said he thinks it would be a good idea to make a video for this song 'i wonder if i could convince my wife to make a porno' ¬_¬

Last resort (that was awesome live and stole the drum sticks and attempted playing aka smashing them as hard as he could)

10 pointless things about me

1. Even though I have a Welsh name....

I hate it when people call me Welsh Girl, it really annoys me. And for the record I was born in North Devon (south England) and both my parents are English, not that there's anything wrong with being Welsh.

2. I never post that much on Buzz anymore but...

I have notebooks full of fics and stuff on the laptop which I might eventually post but most likely not

3. I know i'm kinda pretty but...

I HATE having my picture taking I am not photogenic at all and I don't like people trying to take photos of me when I don't want them to.

4. I fall for people to easy...

^^^ it speaks for itself, I'm a sucker for flattery.

5. I have a phobia of...

Spiders, serioulsy it's bigger than most people think, I woke up last night from a nightmare of them. Uggh

6. I don't eat...

I don't feel the need to. On Holidays i'll have like one meal a day and I don't feel hungry. I'm not anorexic either.

7. I thought that going to college would....

Give me freedom away from certain people. But then I found they're going to the same college as me. God that annoyed me so much.

8. I prefer long IM conversations...

Call me a freak, but it can become more interesting than real life. I feel like I can say things more freely. Especially to the oppostie sex, weird I know.

9. I despise...

Alan Carr and Jeffrey Star, they both annoy me so much i wanna kick there teeth in. Gahhh

10. I have OCD on...

Checking my emails, i do it like every other minute it's not healthy. Haha

i screwed up 48% of my teenage lift (shouldn't it be school life though?)

I HAVE...

[x] Gotten detention.
[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.
[ ] Gotten suspended.
[x] Gotten caught chewing gum.
[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.

Total: 2

[ ] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.
[x] Didn't do homework over 5 times.
[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late.
[ ] Missed school cause you felt like it.
[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.

Total: 3

[ ] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.
[x] Texted people during class.
[x] Passed notes.
[ ] Threw stuff across the room.
[x] Laughed at the teacher.

Total :6

[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm.
[x] Went on myspace , facebook , xanga , etc. on the computer at school.
[x] Took pictures during school hours.
[x] Called someone during school hours.
[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc. during class/school

Total: 10

[ ] Threw something at the teacher.
[ ] Went outside the classroom without permission.
[x] Broke the dress code.
[x] Failed a class.
[x] Ate food during class.

Total : 13

[ ] Gotten a call from school.
[ ] Couldn't go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.
[ ] Didn't take your stuff to school.
[ ] Gotten a detention and didn't go.
[ ] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear

Total : 13

[x] Faked your parents signature
[x] Slept in class.
[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face.
[x] Copied homework

Total: 16

All total: 16 / 34

Multiply by 3:

Then re-post this as "I screwed up __% of my teenage life

I am 87% obsessed with music

Mark the bands you've HEARD OF. Not
just the ones you like.(Some of these categorizes are a bit
weird I'm sure.) Be honest people! If
you really have never heard of them.
Don't mark it. It just makes you look
faker.

ALTERNATIVE:
[x] Weezer
[x] Paramore
[x] Panic! At The Disco
[x] October Fall
[x] The Academy Is...
[x] Coheed And Cambria
[x] Bayside
[x] Yellowcard
[x] Sugarcult
[x] The Dresden Dolls

TOTAL: 10

COUNTRY:
[] Rascal Flatts
[x] Carrie Underwood
[x] Leann Rhymes
[] Garth Brooks
[x] Dixie Chicks
[x] Kenny Chesney
[x] Tim McGraw
[] Faith Hill
[x] Shania Twain
[x] Johnny Cash

TOTAL: 16

EMO:
[x] Hawthorne Heights
[] Halifax
[] Forgive Durden
[] Amber Pacific
[x] The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
[] From First to Last
[] Senses Fail
[] Underoath
[] Something Corporate
[] Hit the lights
[] Dear Whoever
[] Armor for sleep

TOTAL : 18

INDIE:
[x] The Hush Sound
[] Eisley
[x] Death Cab for Cutie
[x] Dashboard Confessional
[x] The Killers
[x] Yeah Yeah Yeahs
[] Hot Hot Heat
[x] Gym Class Heroes
[x] Franz Ferdinand
[x] Modest Mouse

TOTAL: 26

METAL:
[x] Slipknot
[x] System of a Down
[x] Disturbed
[x] Metallica
[x] Guns n' Roses
[x] Lamb of God
[x] Slayer
[x] Hatebreed
[x] Killswitch Engage

ToTAL: 35

POP:

[] Teddy Geiger
[x] Ashlee Simpson
[x] Kelly Clarkson
[x] Jesse McCartney
[x] Avril Lavigne
[x] Pink
[x] The Veronicas
[x] Daniel Powter
[x] James Blunt
[x] Natasha Bedingfield
[x] Ryan Cabrera

TOTAL : 45

POWER POP/POP PUNK/PUNK:
[x] Hellogoodbye
[x] Cute is What We Aim for
[] Cartel
[] The Click Five
[x] Fall Out boy
[ ] Lucky Boys Confusion
[x] Good Charlotte
[x] Bowling for Soup
[] Relient K
[] Less Than Jake
[x] Simple Plan

TOTAL: 51

RAP:
[] Ying Yang Twins
[x] T.I.
[] Paul Wall
[x] Tupac
[x] Jamie Foxx
[x] Ludacris
[x] Lil' Jon
[x] Outkast
[x] 50 Cent
[x] Kanye West
[x] Notorious B.I.G
[] Young Jeezy

TOTAL:60

SKA:
[x] reel big fish
[] The Specials
[] Mad Caddies
[] the Aquabats
[] Sublime
[x] No Doubt
[] Madness
[] Operation Ivy
[x] Bob Marley

TOTAL: 63

ROCK:
[x] Taking Back Sunday
[x] All American Rejects
[x] Motion City Soundtrack
[x] Avenged Sevenfold
[x] Angels and Airwaves
[x] Evanescence
[x] My Chemical Romance
[x] Simple Plan
[x] Green Day
[x] Blink 182
[] Bless The Fall
[] Eyes Set To Kill
[] Alesana

TOTAL: 73

CLASSIC ROCK:
[x] The Beatles
[x] Led Zeppelin
[x] The Rolling Stones
[x] The Who
[x] Pink Floyd
[x] The Doors
[x] Jimi Hendrix
[x] Queen
[x] Van Halen
[x] Bob Dylan
[x] Simon & Garfunkel

TOTAL: 84

JAZZ:
[] Louis Armstrong
[] Miles Davis
[] Duke Ellington
[x] Billie Holiday
[] Ella Fitzgerald

TOTAL: 85

CLASSICAL:
[x] Mozart
[x] Beethoven
[] Vivaldi
[] Chopin
[] Handel
[] Brahms
[] John Phillips Sousa
[] Niccolo Paganini

TOTAL:87
Grand Total: 87

Now post it back as "I am ...%
obsessed with music"

Homecoming

This is just boredom crap, something I wrote a while back. Tell me what you think =)

â�œAria, were moving to America, just for two years then weâ�™ll be coming back. The school will save your place; they understand the situation with your dadâ�™s job. This is an opportunity of a life time.â�

That was the day before we left to go to America, California to be exact. I was distraught when my parents told me the news. Moving from Wales when I was in the high school, away from all my friends and the crushes of boys, but I had no choice to go with them.

I looked out the aeroplane window finally leaving sunny America to come back to not so sunny Wales; Iâ�™m happy about going back to Wales, but a lot has changed, especially me. I left with long mousey brown hair, slightly cubby and only 5â�5, and now Iâ�™m 5â�9, thinner a lot thinner but toned and with a Hollywood tan and my hair, that was now platinum blonde, with a hell of a lot of sharp layers and a fringe and shorter. Oh and my dad made us millionaires.

We called for a taxi and when my dad told him the address his face was priceless, thatâ�™s another thing that has changed I used to live in a small three bed roomed house, but now weâ�™ve moved into a six bed roomed house with everything you could imagine inside.

â�œAria, honey weâ�™re home, and your brothers here.â� My mum whispered not hiding the excitement in her voice very well. My brother Mike came home six months earlier to get his placement in uni, and I really missed him.

â�œAria, get up now or youâ�™re gonna be late.â� My dad yelled from somewhere down the hall, I rolled over and looked at the clock 7:30. Lifeâ�™s a bitch. I rolled out of bed grabbed my only slightly too short skirt, tights and the itchy white shirt I have to wear. I was dressed an hour later and skipped to the kitchen where my mum and dad were eating breakfast. I quickly ran to the fridge and grabbed a carton of orange juice and a cereal bar from the cupboard to the right of me.

â�œAre you walking to school?â� My dad asked looking at my school uniform and my favourite black Jimmy Choo flats.

â�œNope, Mikes taking me, tell him Iâ�™m waiting in his car.â�

A few minutes later my brother was making his way toward the car a look of concentration on his face.

â�œYo A, how ya doinâ�™?â�

I rolled my eyes at my brotherâ�™s perfectly accentuated American accent, but he didnâ�™t notice as he span the car around.

â�œIâ�™m like, so awesome, itâ�™s like totally so good to see you again, itâ�™s been ages.â� He wasnâ�™t the only one who could put on a perfect Californian accent and it helps a lot when you have a slight twang of the accent already.

â�œSeriously if you start talking like that all the time, I will kill you and god youâ�™ve missed loads Aâ�¦â�

I smiled listening to my brother talk; he also had a slight American accent now, but not as strong as mine and he looked good to, older and he still has a tan, it must have been hot over here in the summer holidays.

As soon as I stepped out of the car a sudden wave of nerves hit me, even though I remember everything about this school and my way around, Iâ�™m not sure if the school and people inside remember me, I mentally shook myself and made myself walk forward towards the main entrance.

â�œGOOD LUCK A, Iâ�™LL SEE YOU AT HOME.â� Mike yelled before driving out the gates at about 100MPH. I quickly opened the doors and walked over to the office window and knocked four times.

â�œYes, how can I help you?â� A Barbie clone asked smiling with an over the top sugar sweet voice, I rolled my eyes. Time to put on my perfect Californian accent I think.

â�œYeah, Iâ�™m a returning student here, could you give me my time table and tell me where to go. Please.â�

After five minutes of stumbling over her words and handing me a dozen pieces of paper I was ready to go.

â�œDo you know where to go? Its Mr Rodgers room, you just go outside and-â�

â�œMaybe you misheard me but Iâ�™ve been here before, I know where Iâ�™m going, thank you and goodbye.â�

I quickly walked out and made my way to my form room taking a deep breath before going in. As soon as I walked in all heads turned to face me and all conversations stopped. Great. I looked around everyone I knew was still here but different.

â�œOh my God!â�

I looked at the front of the room and Izzy was staring at me wide eyed and completely in shock.

â�œHi Iz, long time no see.â� I whispered slowly walking over and sitting in the space next to her.

â�œJesus, I havenâ�™t seen or heard from you in two years, how are you, god youâ�™ve changed, have you seen anyone else and you know what Jake and Chris have be bugging me for information about you since you left, it drives me crazy, theyâ�™re gonna die when they see you oh and-â�

â�œIzzabelle shut the hell up.â� I interrupted her before she passed out.

â�œWell, well, well look who it is, or have we gone back in time for two years?â�

I turned around to see Sam looking at me with a look of surprise on her face.

â�œHow did you know I was back?â�

â�œYour brother, he hacked into the school emailing system about ten minutes ago, everyone knows youâ�™re back, and you look and sound so American.â�

It looked like things were back to how they used to be, only I hope some things have changed since I left, after comparing time tables I had ICT and games with Izzy and Sam, English with Izzy, and technology with Sam and all my other subjects I was on my own. We made out way to first lesson which was ICT and it was like I was famous with the amount of attention I got walking to the room, as soon as I sat down in my chair there was a familiar voice behind me.

â�œAria is that you?â�

I turned around to see Chris with a huge smile on his face as he took the seat behind me.

â�œHow come I didnâ�™t see you in form?â�

â�œBecause you probably werenâ�™t there and-â�œ

â�œYo A, wow youâ�™re really back and you look good.â� I looked around to see Jake leaning on my computer.

â�œI, erm, thanks I guess.â� I stuttered trying to keep my facial expressions under control.

â�œAfter two years of not seeing him he still has that control over you.â�

â�œFuck off Izzy.â� Izzy just rolled her eyes carried on doing whatever we were supposed to do.

â�œSo America, what made you come back? Was it me?â� Jake drawled down my ear. I turned my chair around to face him just in time to see Chris glare at him.

â�œOh so now you talk to me, now Iâ�™m back, taller, skinnier and blonde. You donâ�™t like me remember you stopped texting me and hell you stopped talking to me so donâ�™t start now, oh and I used to like you, but now youâ�™re not worth it, and Chris donâ�™t you start either, have a nice life both of you, Iâ�™ll see you around.â�

I sat back in my chair and felt the weight that Iâ�™d kept hold of for so long disappear.

â�œNow how did that feel?â�

â�œIzzy, that felt awesome, now letâ�™s control this shit hole.â�

FFW TO THE OF THE DAY

â�œSo youâ�™ve met Avenged Sevenfold, Paramore and Papa Roach and have there autographs.â� Sam practically screamed at me.

â�œYeah, pretty much I think Iâ�™ve got spares in my room, maybe you can come over at the weekend, Iâ�™ll send a car for both of you-you both still live in the same houses right?â�

I looked at them both and they both had the same expression on their faces.

â�œYouâ�™ll send a car to pick us up? How rich are you?â� Izzy asked in disbelief, I suppose from how I used to be this is a big change for them both. I winked at them and made my way to the blacked out windows of the Mercedes which was blocking the busses.

â�œIâ�™ll call you later and explain everything then, love yaâ�™ll.â� I shouted before stepping into the car.

â�œHey honey, have a good first day?â� My dad asked, coming over and kissing me on the forehead.

â�œIt wasâ�¦interesting a lot of things have changed, Iâ�™m gonna go to my room, call me for tea.â�

As soon as I stepped in my room my phone went of. One new message: Yo A, Iâ�™m sorry about today and donâ�™t forget my cat lives at the bottom of my garden in a favela x

I sighed smiling at my phone flopping down on my bed. Here we go again.

ah fuck...

I HATEmy computer i really do,
the C drive is full of crap my dad NEEDS to sort it out
and i can't download anything!

AAAARRRGGGHHHHH i need a laptop

*stamps foot like a three year old*

Beautiful, Dirty, Rich [2]

if the ending to this is similar to nutterella999s it's because we speak the truth seriously were in sync with each other 80% of the time, cause were cool.

Hayley POV

â�œGod Jake do you ever stop eating?â� I looked at Jake who was on his fourth round of toast and that was after two bowls of cereal.

â�œNearly done, and remember itâ�™s my turn to choose what were doing today.â�

Oh no this isnâ�™t gonna be good, I made him go clothes shopping with me yesterday, and well he hates shopping.

â�œOkay Iâ�™m done.â�

I looked over at him and on his face was a look of pure evil, his green eyes gleaming in the light.

â�œWeâ�™re going skateboarding, so you might wanna change.â�

I dunno what my facial expression was, Iâ�™m guessing a look of horror crossed my face but whatever it was it made Jake crease up laughing.

â�œAw come on itâ�™s not that bad, whatâ�™s the worst that could happen?â� He asked five minutes later once heâ�™d calmed down from laughing.

â�œWell last time you made me go skateboarding with you I fell and broke my arm!â� I hissed at him.

â�œSuck it up bitch, weâ�™re still going.â�

I looked at Jake who had a look of amusement on his face but apart from that seemed perfectly at ease.

â�œI hate you, you know that right?â�

â�œYeah, you tend to tell me on a daily basis, when youâ�™re not declaring your love for me.â� Jake called to me as I walked out the room. God he infuriates me, why is he making me do this? When I got in my room I quickly found my old jeans which I havenâ�™t worn in years, which were ripped and covered in paint. After changing I jumped on my bed and got my Ipod out, if he wants me to go skateboarding his gonna have to come up here and get me.

Jake POV

I waited ten minutes for Hayley to come down so we could go but she hadnâ�™t made an appearance, and she was being unusually quiet. I stood up, carefully sliding the chair back under the table; her mum gave me so much shit when there was scratches on her perfect floor, so Iâ�™m not going through that again. I ran up the stairs and pushed her door open which was already ajar, I walked in and she looked blissfully happy listening to her Ipod and on her phone, with a look of concentration on her features, I ran over and dived on her bed causing all her college books to fall on the floor.

â�œI thought youâ�™d climbed out your window.â� I said pulling her headphones out.

â�œNow why would I do that?â� She asked smirking at me and moving up so there was space next to her, which I soon filled.

â�œYouâ�™ve done it before and nothing you do surprises me anymore.â�

I stood up holding my hand out to her; she looked at it sceptically before taking it.

â�œWeâ�™re not staying any longer than an hour.â� Hayley fiercely said pulling me out the room.

â�œYes maâ�™am!â� I mock saluted earning quite a hard punch on the arm.

By the time we got to the skate park Hayley wasnâ�™t in the best of moods.

â�œCome on Hayles nothings gonna happen to you.â� I said trying to reason with her so we could actually get put the car which weâ�™ve been sitting in for over half an hour when it was only a ten minute journey to begin with.

â�œFine, but if I come back with even a scratch on me, Iâ�™m blaming you, got that?â� she growled jabbing me in the chest and before I could reply she got out the car and slammed the door so hard the car shook from the sheer force. Crazy bitch.

Hayley POV

I got out the car and walked over to the skate board. When I walked in through the gat I saw a girl with short black bob glaring stonily at the guy on a BMX, this could only be one person: Isabelle. I walked over and stood over her until she looked up with her eyebrows raised.

â�œIâ�™m guessing he made you come here to.â� We both said in unison.

â�œHey Is, your other half of your brain is here, how much in sync are you gonna be with each other today.â� Dylan called over from across the park.

Both at the same time we raised out hands and put our middle finger up, just as Jake walked through the gates and over to Dylan, who muttered something to each other then looked back at us with there eyebrows raised.

They were used to us being so in sync but with us just seeing each other I think we freaked them out a bit, not that we really notice it anymore since weâ�™ve been doing it since high school, people get used to us moving and talking in sync, weâ�™ve always had a theory that we was separated at birth, even if she is about a month older than me.