FINE! I’m back again.
Posted by: Roxy on: November 13, 2008
You thought I had given up? Hadn’t you? ANSWER ME! Whatever, you really thought I would stick to this for long! I’m busy being a freshman! And uh. Just chilling. Anyways, I am coming to realize I must talk about other things! I really am getting sick of boring things! I just like writing! So here is what must be said. Writers are more prone to depression than any other artist! It really is true though. I hate sharing my work. Particularly my old work! For example, I heard that some actually read Baby, Baby, I was horrified! The story! It had no plot! No depth! Horrifying dialogue! And the chapters were like a page long! What was I thinking? Maybe I should delete it off the web? Forever. I just can’t do things for writerscafe. Too much pressure. It’s so so so humiliating seeing my old work! Makes me sick! I mean, I guess it was a good idea at the time. A girly guy falls in love with a boyish girl. But now I realize all I had was a standard love story. Nothing was stopping the two from getting together…. stupid, stupid, stupid. I bought a book from Barnes and Noble called Pen on Fire- A busy woman’s guide to igniting the writer within. It was mostly crap at the beginning- but it really is starting to become useful! I’m writing more and more and more. And using a real pen! I got some nice ones… sparkly ones…. eeeeee……. Also! Another thing keeping me from posting… I was staring at this…..
The gorgeous Ed Westwick, who plays Chuck Bass!
Good night everyone!
Livin’ in the not so fast lane
Posted by: Roxy on: September 6, 2008
I never really do anything reckless. I guess thats good in a way. I never do the crazy things that make people teenagers. Save for riding my bike down huge cement hills with Sarah and Dan. Without a helmet, cheyeah! Why is that good though? Why would you want to risk your life drinking or getting arrested or other reckless stuff like that? It makes no sense. At all. At all at ALL! Whatever. Nothing much else to post about. Just wanted that off my chest and oh! I got an AWESOME new phone! WOOT!
Freshman!
Posted by: Roxy on: September 3, 2008
Yuck! I’m a Freshman now! Back to school is the worst part. I wore my Juno shirt today: “Hold on, I’m on my hamburger phone…” I think I may just wear my old cargos tomorrow. Much more comfy than jeans!
Anyhoo, 90210 was fantastic, huh?
My my, I haven’t posted in a while, huh?
Posted by: Roxy on: August 30, 2008
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What’s up, everyone? I haven’t posted in a while. I was vair vair busy doing absolutely nothing. I feel the most tired not doing anything. It’s a strange thing about me indeed. The only thing I don’t like about summer is that it gives you a very wide piece of time to think. I don’t like to think. My thoughts are sad when not occupied. I’d much rather pretend to be someone else and daydream instead of actually being me, myself, and I. I’m too much of a dreamer. I’ll never stop. If you aren’t doing something, you’re doing nothing! Who wants to do nothing? Today was one of those days. I tried to not stop moving, but it just happened. I went on the computer. Nothing to do. I read Seventeen over and over and over. I listened to my i-pod, did my makeup, planned my first day of school outfit, discovered the pants I liked so much were so baggy they looked stupid. DON’T SHOP AT OLD NAVY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For jeans anyway. No matter how many sizes you take, no matter how many fits, no matter how many lengths, they WILL NEVER LOOK RIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got the “Sweetheart” fit (why do they have to be cutesy when it comes to pants?) in size sixteen. It’s awful! I’m practically SWIMMING in them!!!! I bet someone could wear them with me, were they so inclined! (That is not an invitation, by the way!) I looked like the guy on the subway commercial. Then I tried the “Flirt” (more stupid names, they also had low rise called “diva”. Yeah, right.) in size sixteen, they were practically painted on in the thighs, and then at the waist it was the same as the flipping “Sweetheart”! So yes. Don’t shop at Old Navy unless you have a perfectly straight body of extreme proportions. Excuse me if I have huge thighs! Guess I’m not good enough for you, Old Navy! Whatever. Anyway, I want to go to Hot Topic to get some more shirts. I’m wearing one that says “PEACE” on it. A little simple, yes. I also have one that says “Hope” and “New York- Old Navy”. Yes, I’m definitely going to be best dressed. Not that I care. But I did get some great new makeup and hair stuff. I decided not to fight my natural texture. FROM THIS DAY FORWARD, I SCRUNCH MY HAIR!!!!!! I looked great! The word for my look… uh…. “Hot Mess”? With gloss? And clown pants?
The nub and the gist of above is basically that I need new jeans. And clothes. Every notice- at least for nerds like me- that going to Staples for new notebooks and pencils and pens is far more fun than getting new clothes. The only reason I dread back to school- the once yearly shopping trip! My mother and I have totally different taste. Whatever. I don’t really care so long as she doesn’t drag me off to American Eagle.
Anyway, so this whole post is NOT about clothes! It’s about me. I’m a freshman now. Joy oh rapture. For those who went to Orientation- was that not the worst tour ever? I’m bound to get lost. Whatevs. Oh, true and funny story! I was talking to the Krazy Lady-or at least making funny faces from across the hall- while walking backwards, and I nearly fell into the trashcan. I am vair clumsy. Once I dropped a whole platter of cake before my cousin’s party. We got the pieces without floor on them saved though. I fell down a set of stairs two days in a row also. Great. On Monday I’m off to the water park, lets see what kind of accidents I can get into involving water and heights.
So very much of this was about my clothes and me sulking… and.. good night!
Boo.
Posted by: Roxy on: May 3, 2008
I was just on myspace and I see this vid called the scariest girl ever. DON’T WATCH IT! It made me run away. I had to have my mother x it out.
I saw Iron Man yesterday. Thekrazylady got wicked mad that I kept gasping and whimpering and well, screaming, but it was so gory. I’m not used to violent things. I guess it comes from hanging out with my mom, my aunts, and my big sisters, but I’m a romantic comedy buff!
I’m making an elouai of myself! I can only do the best I can, so it probably wont look like me.
I am going to make a second blog
Posted by: Roxy on: April 24, 2008
UNDER ANOTHER USER NAME! Nah, just kidding, I barely have the attention span for this one. Thanks to total crappy events, I am going to give Think Roxy… a makeover! Yes, I just said what you thought I said! New friends page, new background, and new title! I’ve decided that I’m totally sick of being Queen Roxy! Even in my daily life, I shall change some things in my daily life! For example! I am going to… tell you about the secret mission I’m on when I’m through with it. I’m making an elouai doll… Pretty soon, I’ll have lots up!
Golly McGee Willikers Manjensen.
Posted by: Roxy on: April 6, 2008
No one REALLY talks like that, despite what they like to tell you in school. I have no excuse for not updating except for laziness. Today, Banana turns 14!!! She’s second or third oldest. I don’t know how old Batman or Peppers are- sorry guys! But I know she can’t be the oldest, because I’m pretty sure thats MM, whose 14th birthday was this past October. I’m actually the youngest out of my friends in my grade. But I’m the oldest of all the neighborhood kids. All parents of baby boomers or young families but thank heavens I have the princesses to keep me sane. Hey, on my first day of freshman year, I’m going to be 13. I feel like Chiyo-chan from Azumanga Daioh, if I hadn’t said this before.
I, Queen Roxy, am going to let you in my world, and tell you what exactly is going on at this very moment. Lord of the Rings is on my television. Am I the only one who thinks that Smeagle, the good form of Gollem is really cute, like a kitten? What? Hey! LEAVE US ALONE! I’m eating a Now and Later from the Banana’s party, and I can smell that my mom’s cooking meatballs. Other than the voice of Faramir being tempted by the Ring, I can hear the hum of my PC. One of my favorite sounds.
Um. So yeah. I’ll try and keep posting.
Oh dear, I’m afraid I’ve had much going on.
Posted by: Roxy on: March 30, 2008
Some of you readers know what happened. My grandfather, the Captain, died a few weeks ago. I read the eulogy at his funeral, and at the end I read the Irish blessing:
May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind always be at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rain fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again, may God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
Rest in Peace, Grandpa, I love you,
Today my daddy turns 50!
Posted by: Roxy on: March 13, 2008
Sorry I haven’t posted in like ever! Like I said, life has been nutso. But I’ll try and make this one looonnng. Ish. Anyways, today me, Scemo, Banana, and Fuz went to the park and went through the woodsy area. We cut through thorns, branches, climbed up a dangerously steep and soft hill, going out of terra firma. A little Latin there for you. Anyways, we found a little clearing thats going to be our clubhouse, and we also found a random recliner in the middle of the woods that we’re going to put a towel on so we can sit on it without getting communicable diseases. Wowza, we must seem like we’re ten! But we’re not. We just want something better to do than sit around and gossip or play organized sports. Actually yesterday when I suggested we start a dodge ball team, Banana just said “Hey, I have an idea! Lets make an army so we can like attack each other and stuff!” Then we all picked up branches and battled with them. Fuz actually smacked someone in the face and cut them in the chin. Oh, and as a reminder to all people who attend school in my kingdom, wear shorts tomorrow! Failure to do so will result in death penalty! 
Well-ness, my mom is going to teach me how to play Rummy now, and also, it is my dad’s birthday!
I don’t know what I’ ve been told,
Someone here is getting old,
Bad news is we sing off key,
Good news is desert is free!
Happy 50th, Daddy Dee!
