Books Books Books

So I have had a chance to read a few amazing books. One on them being Wings by Arprlynne Pike. She is an amazing author and her writing wow! The book is about a girl who is different from everone else and turns out to be something unexpected to her. It is a book with romance, mystery, and adventure. :D
So make sure to check it out!
So while some of you may think this is a pointless blog I do not.
Books are the best thing to ever been brought to us and they provide so much for everyone! They offer an escape to a wonderful place.

Peace and Love,
Nico

PS- Oh and before I forget. . . www.escapewith7.com

July 1st

Today my friends is July 1st (yes I am pretty amazed about this myself). I mean, where did the time go? A little while ago it was June and I was out of school. I had just gotten out of school. But now, my fate. July 1st. July is supposed to be a big month for me. So many things going on, so many events. Gah! It's going to go by so fast!

This month includes [in order, or at least that is my goal]:
July 1st: Canada Day. Now why am I celebrating it? Well why NOT? That's what I say.
Another thing today; My Chemical Romance released 'The Black Parade is Dead' a year ago today. It's insane how so much time went by. O . O Absolutely amazing.
July 7th: All Time Low releases 'Nothing Personal' officially. I am beyond stoked. Let me just say that.
Also, Paramore's first single off their new album 'Brand New Eyes' is out today. [Do I know the name of the single off the top of my head? No. I do know it starts with an 'I' though. Its a start.]
Also, Synyster Gates [Brian Haner Jr.] birthday today. Woooo Syn.
Also, Forever The Sickest Kids release the Deluxe Edition of 'Underdog Alma Mater' is out.
July 15th: Ray Toro's birthday. Happy Birthday Ray!
AND 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince' is out in the theatres! Can you say "OH MY BOB! YAY!"? I can.
July 11th-18th: Summer Camp. My first EVER summer camp. Sure it is a Leadership camp. But I cannot begin to tell you how stoked I am to be going. That week is going to be the best week ever. Thats for sure.
July 26th: WARPED TOUR! Need I say more besides the fact it's my first Warped? Omb 50 bands 5 stages. AllTimeLow. Ugh. It is going to be one amazing day! Needless to say I will be dead for two days. Oh well. So freaking worth it.

Yes. That will be my month. Of course add work, some spending time with friends, and other random activites. It is going to be one month that I will never forget and never want to forget. You don't even know how stoked I am going to be about it. But once it is over, the closer to school I get. Downside major.
Though here I am so stoked about the events in this month, but I need to slow it down a bit I think. Enjoy each day at a time I think. Though how can I with so many events? Haha.

Peace and Love,
Nico

PS-Anyone else catch that I didn't put the 4th of July [at least I don't think I need to explain why that date is important. . .] in there and I put July 1st: Canada Day in there? All it did was make me laugh to know I didn't include that and I did Canada. Actually it made me LOL. Not going to lie. . . . Nothing Personal.

Mothers Day.

I hate this day. Let me just start with saying that. Now, why I hate it is a different reason. I am not one of those teenage mothers who gave their child up for adoption because they couldn't take care of them. That is not the reason at all. I have not been pregnant ever.

I hate today because it is mothers day. The day to celebrate mothers everywhere. But what is the point when you barely speak with your mother? When you talk to her once a month when she wants you to babysit and that is all she wants you for. To be a babysitter. Watch your other half-siblings so she can go out and be a drunk.

A mother is someone who should be there for her kids. Be there and call them because she misses them. Say that you lover your child with every fiber in your body. Make sure they are OK and alive. Be with them to the end on things and help with their upbrining.

My mother does not fit that. Sure I love her but I don't ever talk to her. We used to be so close and now this. We don't know what is going on in each others lives. No idea what the other is doing, ever. It is a sad thing. I want to make it all better, but I can't be the only one wanting to make a relationship with the other.

So, I vow, that the day I become a mother I will not abandon my child, ever. I want to give life to a son/daughter and be there for everythgin. Be there for them.
I just hope I do not fail them as my mother failed me.

Peace and love,
Nicollette
-The forgotten daughter

Invisible Children

So I was asked by Brittany, last minute, to go to an Invisble Children screening thing where they would be showing a movie made just months ago. Of course I wanted to go, I have been interested in the Invisible Children and have wanted to learn more about them. So I basically cancelled everything last minute and went, despite the fact it was at a church.

The movie was powerful and honestly had me crying. To know that kids younger than me who are only 9-13 years old are being abducted from their homes at night to go fight in a war that wasn't there fault. Being forced to see the horrors of war at such a young age. It's horrible. The war in Africa has been going on for 23 years. Too long. Tonight I saw children younger then me carrying guns and being ordered to see what most never have to see ever. It shocked me and I had no clue what was going on. Until tonight. It started with three men with a passion to make films who brought us to see what those children are going through. They showed the world what is happening.

And now we need to do something. Help these children who shouldn't have to worry about sleeping at night because of fear of being taken from their homes at night. Why put anyone through such horrors?

For more information please visit:

invisiblechildren.com

Anything and everything can help.

Even with a purchase of a ten dollar hat.

Like the one right over there (sorry the pic is dark) ----->

Peace and Love,

Nico

-The not so invisible child

Text talk.

Honestly, I don't think anything annoys me more then talking in text. For example:
"Yo. Wuz up?"
"Nm. u?"
I mean really. Why can't you just spell out your damn words? I don't see the huge problem is typing out your words. Even over IM.
I'm just going to let you know now that it's not cool when you actually have the time to do it properly.
I honestly don't know why it bothers me so much. I used to do it too, I am as guilty as you. But I converted and I immensly enjoy spelling out my words. By doing that you look smarter when your IMing or texting.
OK, so those are those occasions when we all type those 'novels' persay to our buddy. We don't feel like making it all perfect and junk especially when texting. Your thumbs hurt! Or you run out of character space or whatever. Perfectly understandable.
Your only dumming yourself down. Good job.
So do me a favor and SPELL OUT YOUR DAMN WORDS.
Not that hard.
Thank you and have a lovely day. =]

Peace and love,
Nico
-Helping to save the letters of the Alpheabet one letter at a time

Shameless

So here I am. Typing away my soul for the world to see. The point in this? To let the world know what I think without saying it. To be able to speak my mind and not have people feel like they need to comment on this. To let the world (or at least my current subscibers) know I live.

You know that stupid boy I ended up posting about? Yea, he's still stupid. More than stupid now. Maybe idiotic is the right word. Who the fudge cares?

I was walking home and I knew he would be free, driving off to where ever he may be, so I called him. I almost didn't expect him to answer but he did. We talked and of course the conversation drifted over to him because he said he wasn't sure how he felt. (We normally ask each other how we are doing). I asked him why and he said it was a story. I told him to tell me this story and he said not that moment. Being me, I persisted because I knew damn well I probably wouldn't know until next week sometime. So he told me to guess and that it was probably along the lines I was thinking. I gave him my guesses, getting closer each time.

Finally, I guessed it. He may be jumping into a sudden engagement because his ex may be pregnant. Missed her period in March. Lovely. Nothing is confirmed but still.

I tried to be happy for him. Which I was over the phone but I wasn't sure how I felt about all of this. But now I just don't know. He's makng me hurt again because I like him. Now nothing for sure is going to be happening between us. That's the sad part. All those stupid hopes gone. Crushed to a million and so pieces. What a lovely way to end a day. A day before going to work.

But whatever. He says he would keep me posted and I said OK let me know.

I hope shes not pregnant. But another part of me does. I can't stand to try to be with him. He's just such. . .a player and I fell for him. The stupid fall. Though at least I haven't been thinking about him too much lately and have avoided stalking him. So alls good. . .right?

Anyway.
Peace and love.
Nico
-Crushed into a million pieces.

Eastern Research -- The (almost) Dreaded Job

S0 I applied at Eastern Research months ago. Got a call back last Friday and I was amazingly surprised. They asked me to come into training and I just picked two days off the top of my head and went with it.

Training wasn't completely terrible... We sat around and she taught us ways to properly talk to people on the phone. It was good I suppose. Though I was dozing off the first night of it because I was getting majorly bored with myself. The second night was much better. We all knew each other from the day before and weren't as shy as we were before. So that was a plus, even if more then half the group were indeed druggies. Oh well. Then they put us ON THE PHONES! D: It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I messed up on the first call of course but after that, it was all good. I enjoyed talking to random people (from Colorado of all places).

But yea. My work schedule kind of looks something like this:
Monday: 5-10pm
Tuesday: NO WORK
Wednesday: 5-10pm
Thursday: NO WORK
Friday: 5-10pm
Saturday: 4-9:30

That is how my life will be until I get hired for Waldenbooks in June/July. Can't wait to have that job. Though I am going to try so hard to get Thursday and Friday switched. I want my Friday nights dammit.

Peace and love,
Nico <3
-The working class girl

Warped Tour.

Okay so I am officially going to Warped Tour this year. [This has been official for a few days noww]. But I am so excited. I mean there's going to be 30+ bands there and I will be spending the day with my best friend. What more can I ask fer? Not much I'm thinking.
So this year is going to be amazing. I got the pre-sale tickets that include:
*Early entry into the venue [in this case Vinoy Park]
*Reduced prices
*Free freaking CD of the Warped bands :D
*And well early entry!
I can't wait, it is just going to be amazing.
I will update more about it later, like when I go in 113 days. . .not that I am counting or anything. xD

Peace and love,
Nico
-Warped

My Life Would Suck Wihtout You.

Even as I listen to Kelly CLarkson I cannot help but think about, well you. (I type this as you come back from being idle on AIM. . .)
It's been, a month since I met you in person. A month. And in that month I have come to love you. My heart pounds everytimg you text me or IM me. You refuse to get out of my damn head. Most of my thoughts revolve around you in some way or another. You and your Canadianness. What the hell.
I'm at school minding my own business when you pop up. Someone says something about rock. My brain automatically triggers to you.
Nickelback --> You.
Three Days Grace --> You.
The 9th of any freaking month --> You.
Someone named Mike --> You.
Yea, it's that bad. Though there are so many other things I can connect you with. I can connect you with times I was thinking about you. I hate that. I hate how you have seemed to have taken over my life in such a short amount of time. It drives me nuts that you had me at 'Hello'. At the end of the two hours, you had me wild about you. The following day we texted like crazy and my heart leapt each time, despite the surprise of who it was was indeed gone.
I catch myself thinking about you, wondering what it would be like to be with you that second of the day. What you are doing, what you are thinking, and if those thoughts include me in anyway. I hope they do each time. But you have, well, her. The canadian girl as you referred to her last night.
I don't see the point in wanting to wait for you, but it's like I have to. I can't move forward without you...

Peace and love,
Nico
-The hopeless romantic.

"Being with you is so dysfunctional. I really shouldn't miss you, but I can't let you go. . ."
-Kelly Clarkson, My Life Would Suck Without You

Cough Drops.

What is it about these little 'candies' that makes my mouth dance? Who knows. But they are addicting. Sad news is that you are only suppose to have one every two hours.
I exclude myself from this rule seeing as though I have a sole purpose in this life.

Eat cough drops.

Though if I was not above this said 'rule' then I surely would be ODing at the moment. Maybe that isn't a good thing entirely. But oh well. I have eaten maybe eight in the last thirty minutes. Not even thirty minutes, more around twenty. Yes, sad and well bad.

But who is going to stop me?? And it's not like they are going to kill me.

Unless I choke on the of course.

But all morbid thoughts aside. Cough drops rule my freaking life and I would eat them even if I wasn't sick, as in I was well and feeling my full potential.

Oh well.

Peace and love,

Nicollette.

PS-Someone want to explain why the font suddenly changed on me?

PPS-I'm just asking, and no I am not going to change it. It adds effect to the blog.

PPPS(is this even right?)-Yea, I'm just too lazy to change it back.

First Entry. -- 3/29

So, here I am. I am typing my new blog and wondering what I should include. Should I just start my meaningless rant or should I take the time to say this is my first blog?
Either way, I am going to type. That much is *insert big word here that means the same thing as impossible*. See what I mean?
Well I hope most of you know me. I hope. Then it would be seriously creepy if you didn't.
Then again, when I become even the slighest bit famous, I want random people to stalk me. The whole point of becoming that famous.
I don't just want the fame.
I want to share my stories with the world. Put them out there for people to read. That is indeed the entire point of books, believe it or not.
Well I am done here. I will probably update again in a second. But this is more of a welcome blog, not a 'I am ranting so watch out' blog.
Until then.

Love and peace,
Nico