Last day of being 14.

11.11.11 is my birthday.

:3

So this is my last day of being a fourteen year old.

~Mew

And she asks why?

My mom is always saying "and it is like you have no motivation!"

Every day, I hear this.

I haven't said it to her yet.

But why aren't I motivated?

Hmm, Well, first off.

Anything and everything I am interested in, You shoot down.

I wanted to learn to skateboard.

"No, you will hurt yourself".

I thought it'd be fun to learn how to make different coffee drinks.

"No, Why would you ever want to do that."

Art.

"YOU CAN'T MAKE A LIVING OFF OF ART!"

She is always saying.

"You are always drawing, getting nothing done!"

No, I haven't drawn very much actually.

I haven't been able to, Since you are always telling me it is worthless,

Then I see her praising my younger sister, after she traced some Beatles pictures.

MY ART IS ORIGINAL, I SPEND HOURS WORKING ON IT, YET MY 13 YEAR OLD SISTER CAN TRACE PHOTOS AND YOU ACTUALLY LOOK AT IT AND PRAISE HER!

I draw on myself when I am upset or stressed.

You yell at me to wash it off, yet my sister can draw on herself, and YOU PRAISE HER!

She draws on everything, and YOU PRAISE HER!

I start doodling on my desk and you scream at me, my sister SAWS THROUGH HER DESK AND YOU PRAISE HER!

My dad avoids and ignores me, instead he brags about my sister, takes her and gets her stuff.

I have always been there for you mom, I have listened to every little problem.

Now you are always with my sister, dad goes off on his own most of the time.

You are spoiling my sister, the second she wants something, YOU GET IT FOR HER.

If I want something, or need something, like shampoo, then no, "you are fine using what is in the bathroom."

I CANNOT USE THAT STUFF, IT RUINS MY HAIR!

You know that, You know that I need different products than the rest of the family.

Yet you ignore that fact.

You let my sister get by with everything, yet if I say anything to her, I get screamed at.

Then you ask why I am depressed.

Why the hell do you think?

I just want someone to bother with me for once.

Savannah.

When will they realize?

I cannot focus on math.

I cannot remember combinations of numbers.

I am completely failing at math.

Instead of anyone bothering to try to help me, I get yelled at.

I have tried and tried and tried.

I am so tired of this.

I like art. 

So I draw.

I like reading.

So I read.

I do not get math.

So I avoid it.

My dad is good at math.

He just gets made when I cannot answer him within 5 seconds.

I hate this.

I want to go see a friend DJ-ing on Friday.

Mom wants to go to Grand Junction instead.

I want to go with the Scouts to the Haunted house in Junction on Wednesday.

Instead mom wants to go on Friday, with the whole family.

She doesn't get how hard I am trying to make some friends.

I cannot go see anyone, She won't drive me, and doesn't want me to ride the bus.

So I am stuck here, in the middle of nowhere.

Nobody cares that I am getting bullied by a family in Scouts.

My parents are only mad at that family for what they've done to their marriage.

All this time I have been quiet about everything.

As my parents and sister complain about how stressed they are.

I haven't said a word about my stomache being upset 90% of the time, that my tooth hurts, or anything.

My birthday is coming up, I doubt I'll even have enough friends to throw a party with.

Well, my parents probably don't want me to throw a party anyways.

Not like anyone would come.

Huh

Hi, I am back after a bit of absence.

I wonder if any of you even realized or cared I was gone.

Probably not.

Oh well, Guess what?

This blog should be a year old next month, since I think my first post was around my birthday.

Speaking of which, I might possibly get a video camera.

I should also tell you guys why I have been away, shouldn't I?

Well, I have been busy building a haunted house for scouts.

I will be acting in it aswell, starting Friday.

I get to see my crush, who is acting too.

I am glad he is nice to me, He is one of the few people not poking or grabbing or picking on me in general.

He doesn't talk to me much.

Ohwell.

Anyways.

The lady in charge is a freak'n b*tch.

Same one who tore my family apart for about 8 months.

Only about two maybe three people know this.

So she gets to pick on me as much as she wants.

Ohwell.

I can live, at least *he* is there, and also doesn't seem to like her much.

*He* is also in a room near mine, well all the rooms are near mine, mine is in the center of the haunted house! xD

I need a break, I wish Mojo Yogo was closer too New Castle or Glenwood Springs!

I really like that place, I would work there if Grand Junction wasn't so darn far away!

xD

Goodnight!

{MewMewSensei}

Here is a story.

Once upon a time...

There was a girl.

She did not have friends, except for one.

The one and her were good friends, the one was a girl, two years of age younger, than the girl.

the younger girl and the girl knew almost everything about each other.

Years later, The girl still had no friends. 

Besides the younger girl.

But the younger girl was out growing the girl.

Leaving her behind and moving.

They still see each other.

They are still friends.

...

Then the girl met a boy.

The boy claimed to only have a few friends.

He had a girlfriend at the time.

She was a snot.

Soon the snot broke up with the boy.

...

The boy started texting the girl.

The girl loved it, finally, she thought.

"I have another friend!"

she was happy with this, even two friends was okay, as long as she had someone to talk to.

He is two years of age older, than the girl.

Soon, the texts started slowing down, no longer every night.

Maybe once every few days.

the few times she could see him, he would talk to her, before some one else would distract him.

She is depressed, everything stresses her out.

"When will you see this?" she cries to herself.

"when will you notice me?" she asks to the walls.

she vents to the internet.

"Yet they do not care." she knows, it is fact.

...

The girl waits for his texts.

"Please, I just want to know I have a friend." she asks.

When he finally does, the conversation is awkward, finally he says.

"am tired, Goodnight"

She says goodnight.

But when she looks at the time, it is early, and she knows he stays up late.

...

The boy hasn't texted her.

"I don't want to send anything, what if he is busy?" the girl asks the walls.

But she is upset with the world.

"Please, tell me I have a friend?"

she asks.

"Does he hate me?" she asks.

"Of course, he has school-friends, Who would want the awkward home-schooler as a friend" she says.

...

"I hate this." she says.

...

Shortly the younger friend visits.

The girl is afraid to say anything.

"I still want your friendship" she thinks to herself.

...

Written by Savannah Puckett.

Just a story.

I think I will write more.

BWAHAHAHAHA!

I am going camping :D
YEY!
And Mason, and Chris, and Justin, and a ton of other boys, will be there :D
FRIENDS!

Also, should I make a video?
You can ask questions or whatever, Miki inspired me, I can make one at camp and try to take it there, It will have to be made with my ipod touch, which means bad quality Dx
I think I will even if you guys don't want me to. xD

Quicksand - La Roux

I cannot seem to get enough sleep :/

Ohwell.

Someone is ignoring me, I miss talking to him ):

Ohwell.

I am going to be in/making a haunted house for Venturing.

But the lady who is "guiding" this thing is a total sl*ty b*tch, Who hates my mother and I, She is probably plotting how to make me miserable for the next two months of planning and the actual event.

My mom doesn't want me to go to the pizza meetings without her, afraid that the SB will do something, even though I know Adam and his dad would be there, she doesn't trust me on my own.

I miss hanging out with Amanda.

I think I will see if we can go get shakes and curly fries after class in a week.

I wish I could hang out with Amanda,Micheal and Mason again, Monday was fun.

But since Mason lives in GWS, Micheal has work, and Amanda has stupid rules to follow, I don't think we will until next summer ):

It was weird, though, Mason sorta hugged/tackled me out of the blue.

Ohwell.

I am trying to not pass out, mom says she'll be back in a while and we will get some lunch in GWS.

Then maybe my lightheadedness will go away.

I also am thinking of becoming a lawyer, 'sept for the fact that I cannot talk in front of people and I have terrible memory, I might actually be able to be one.

Oh but I have a strong dislike of politics. :P

Haha, so probably not. xD

Also, like the title?

I have decided to name the titles after songs that I am either listing to as I write blog entries or something xD