The Bunny Hole

. . .I'm here now: the_fatbunny.insanejournal.com

I'm slowly changing my journal to friends only. Which means I have to go back and edit every entry so that only my friends can read it. Will take forever but I don't like the thought of say my mom or brother finding this journal and reading all my entries. So, yeah.

( This Is Everything )

( St. Patrick's Day )

Today has been horrible. Horrible beyond reason. Someone stole my mother's car from right in front of our house. We woke up this morning and it was gone. We know they popped the lock off the door in order to get in cause it was lying on the ground. We called the police and everything but it could be days or even weeks before they find it. This whole neighborhood is going down hill. All these stupid ghetto black people are moving in and ever since they did there's been a lot of people's houses getting broken into and stuff so we know it was them who stole the car. Nothing like this has ever happened to my mom before so she's very upset. It just pisses me off that someone would do something like that. I hope the police find them and not just the car. I want them to go to jail. Stupid fuckers.

I got it. I got a USB cord so now I can upload pics onto my computer. Yes! I am sooooooooooooooooo happy!

Here are two of my fav. pics.

( Hidden Steps )


( Power Lines )

Now that I can upload pics maybe I'll get a myspace. Maybe.

I'm feeling very overwhelmed right now. My weekend seems very packed full with crap to do and I don't think I can fit it all in. Sir's party is tonight, tomorrow we're supposed to go to the fair and to see The Wizard of Oz, I also wanted to go to a club with PB and Who Am I? and somewhere in there I have to start packing to leave.

I only have one week exactly until I leave for Kentucky. I'm really excited. I got my dorm assignment and I'm on the 19th floor! I hope Lindsea Clarke, whoever she is, is not some crazy party girl or overly ghetto black girl. I just couldn't deal.

I am very low on cash and as my mom just spent loads of money on stuff for my dorm I won't be getting any from her. I have to narrow down what I'm doing this weekend.

CJ called me last night which was akward. I don't want to talk to him. I made my brother stay on the phone with his little girl friend until twelve so that CJ couldn't call back. Hopefully he'll get the hint and leave me alone. I won't have to worry about him in a week anyway. He doesn't have my cell-phone number thank god.

I keep dreaming about Susan, which is very odd. I don't know why she keeps popping up.

I'm going to miss home when I leave but I'm also very glad to go.

( Split Screen Sadness )

I really have nothing to write about but I feel like I should update anyway.

I've really done nothing since I got home but go to the movies with Sir, PB and Who Am I?. We saw Clerks 2. It was funny. Then we went to Hover Dam, walked on the beach at night, me and Sir ran down the street, and then we got lost in Mr. Eckler's neighborhood.

Was supposed to go to Sir's water-balloon fight yesterday but PB is a stick in the mud and my brother is an arse.

As the eighteenth gets closer I get more and more nervous. Soon I will be in college, all alone, without any of my friends. I'm also excited though. I'm ready to be on my own and I can't wait until classes start. I'm especially ready for Japanese.

Now I have nothing else to write and this post is already longer than I thought it'd be. It is very hot in my house.

I'm home now. I'm very happy. I didn't think I would get the internet on my computer cause it's only going to be at my house for about three weeks until I take it to school but my mom just came home, saw the computer and decided to put the internet on it. So, YEH!

And then when I come on to check my friend page I see that The Shoebox Project has been updated. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Must scurry off to read now.

Tomorrow I will be leaving the cultural wasteland known as Cambridge for good. I am coming home. Home to malls and friends and all those fun things that only home can offer. Good-bye boredom! Good-bye Dad! Good-bye Cambridge! Hello life! I have missed you so much.

In other news I have finished reading The Shoebox Project and have decided a very important thing about fanfiction. Fanfiction is like a drug. It is like how I imagine doing drugs would be. As you're reading it, it builds you up until you reach that unbelievable high. So you're high and happy and reading and then it's over and you come crashing back down feeling just a little bereft but with just enough left over euphoria to make you want more. So you go back and you get more until you find out you are an addict. The Shoebox Project has to be the crack of fanfiction. It gets you so high, then lets you down and leaves you waiting until one day you find yourself sitting in front of your computer in your underwear, skinny as a rail cause you don't get up to eat, constantly re-freshening the page waiting for the next installement. At least that's how I imagine it will be for me. It is that good. It has ruined me for all other fanfiction. I am ruined. RUINED! Now I will stop rambling and go somewhere and sulk in a corner.

Did I ever say I was tired of reading fanfiction? Cause if I did I must be crazy. I have a new addiction. The shoebox_project. Oh. My. God. How anything can be so funny is beyond me. A MWPP era fic that is so good, it's addicting. The characterization is absolutely amazing. Remus is perfectly Remus. Sirius and James are cocky and crazy and James is so incredibly love-lorn. And Peter. Perfect Peter. Unobtrusive and clueless and just out-spoken enough to understand how he could have been friends with these people. This fic is all around great. Funny when it should be, serious when it's called for and at times beautifully written. The authors, as far as I can tell, are females yet they do an amazing job at writing teenage boys. I think it's supposed to be Remus/Sirius in later chapters, but I haven't gotten that far yet so I don't know. I don't know if they've even gotten to writing the actual slash yet. And it's a WIP that I think hasn't been updated for a while and normally that would bother me but with this fic it doesn't matter. It's just that good. And with 22 long written chapters it's sure to keep me occupied for awhile. Off to read more!

( My Number by Tegan and Sara )

I think I'm ready to come home now. For good.

I just got done watching Finding Neverland and because someone told me that James Barrie's family said that that wasn't how his life was I decided to look it up. Now I'm depressed. From what I read most of it did happen. He did meet the boys, though in real life it was five boys not four, and later adopt them but what happens after that is really depressing. George dies in the war, Peter becomes drunk and then committs suicide by jumping in front of a train and Michael committs suicide by drowning himself with his best friend and supposed gay lover. I guess this should teach me a lesson. Never try to find out how much of true life movies are actually true. The movie may seem happy but the real life events are probably not.

It's funny how I would never, ever in a million years yell at my mom. Mumble discretely under my breath, roll my eyes, scowl or pout, sure. But yell? Never. Strange how I have absolutely no qualms about yelling at my dad.

This song is kind of harsh. Especially the end.

( Tiny Vessels )

And this song seems more like a poem to me.

( Passanger Seat )

The Bunny and I are really bored. We've nothing to do. I miss my friends like crazy and Fat Bunny's going spare without any carrots to eat. He's losing weight like crazy. I'm very worried about him.

Dad's b-day is tomorrow. I'm going to make a cake for him and we might go to the movies. He want's to see Lady in the Water, I don't.

I started to work on my fanfic100 fics. I'm debating with myself on the order I'm going to do them in cause I want it to be continuous but I don't want to go in the order they're in on the table. Also debating on whether it should be a sequel to Amusing or not. I'd already planned on doing a novel length sequel for Amusing so I thought, why not kill two birds with one stone? I don't know though.

I wish I had a fandom friend I could talk about all this with. No one I know reads Saiyuki though. sigh.

Am listening to the Transatlantic cd. I like it a lot but I still haven't decided if I like it more than Plans.

Am getting slightly tired of reading fanfiction. No, that's not true. I love reading fanfiction. I don't think I could really go a day without at least reading one small fic but I've been reading it constantly lately and what I'm really tired of doing is sitting in front of the computer all day. There's just really nothing to do here. Especially if your all by yourself. My dads on vacation now until August so it's even worst. Now I have to put up with him all day.

Also started on one the HP fics I have planned. Yeh! for Harry/Cedric slash.

The people in the apartment above us are super loud sometimes.



I stay up till four in the morning
I get tired in the middle of the day
I don't get hungry until late afternoon
I kill spiders on the bed where I lay
But that's life in an empty hole

OMG?! I don't even know what today is, Wednesday or Thursday! I must really be losing it.

( We Looked Like Giants -Death Cab For Cutie )