Less Than Three.

Okay. So this blog is under a different email than my other one, and I really hate having to switch between the two. So I’m going to move this one. It’ll be under a new name, “iveheardtheworst” (a reference to the song Ashley by Disco Curtis), and it just won’t have these posts, but new posts instead.

• Me and my friends
• Are kinda building a “dream house”
• And well, based on the pictures
• It’s VERY expensive.
• These are candidates
• for mah roomeh:
• 
• 
• 
• Except not pink, but like purple or something.
• Yeah, it looks pretty fucking awesome.

• Anyways, onto more
• me as an author shit.
• Like when people describe me
• it’ll be like:
• “Lexi Amelia Cole
• writes amazingly as any character
• from sarcastic to shy
• to mean (with a reason)
• to overly nice
• to imperfectly perfect
• to wanting to be perfect
• to hating themselves
• to loving life
• to rich
• to barely surviving.
• She’s wonderful at them all
• because she’s
• lived through it all.
• Purty cool, huh.

I think you would like it better on my other blog, finnsblog.

It’s called “todaytricklesdownthedrain”

• Well, so it turns out
• The kiddies at my school
• Ate the poison on a dare
• Still stupid, nonetheless
• Well, GIL got a haircut
• It’s odd looking
• And will take some getting used to
• It used to be a sort of
• Well…just natural hair
• And now it’s mohawk’d.
• This guy,
• Leonard
• Has captured both
• my “best friend”, Stephanie
• and BEST FRIEND, Jay’s
• hearts.
• And he likes….
• me.
• NO SHIT SHERLOCK.
• That’s right,
• I just talked to you
• Because in my mind
• Someone out there
• Reading this is saying
• AWKWARD!!!
• Well, I find it kinda funny
• How 8th graders shameless-ly flirt
• With GIL
• Which I probably should be jealous of, no?

ANYWAYS,

• I kinda am writing a novel.
• Will you get to read it?
• MAYBE.
• I can see it now, though.
• After they make yet another
• one of my books into a movie.
• INTERVIEWER: What inspired you to write this story?
• Me: Well, I just really love reading
• I mean, that feeling where
• you have no idea of
• what you’ve done recently
• because of how
• enticing a book was.
• You’re just like 
• “What have I been doing?”
• And all you can think of is
• what the main character in the book
• has been going through.
• Whether finding out that
• you’re a wizard, Harry
• or falling in love
• with the least likely person
• It’s amazing, that feeling
• Like you’ve been to another world!
• And writing it makes me feel
• as if I created it.
• As if it was my child
• and I had to treat it with care
• Nurturing it
• Until it was ready to live on it’s own
• As a full book.
• But the truth is
• The idea hasn’t been created by me
• It’s been inceptioned into my brain.

Well, first things first, my book review thing. Ima do this from now on. One book review with my blog post. I don’t know why. I just love doing this.

So I read 2 books in the time I was away.

  1) Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist by Racheal Cohn and David Levitson (which was adapted into a movie with Micheal Cera, yeah?) The whole time I was reading this I couldn’t help but think:

• That Callan McAullife would’ve made a better Nick
• WHO THE HELL WOULD PLAY NORAH?
• I mean, she’s a very…out of place character. It’s like when you usually hang with one group. And suddenly they all move away and you have to adjust to this new setting.
• Like sticking your foot into a pool to test the water. She’s very much like that. In the beginning, she’s barely getting her toe wet. Then she gets pushed in. 
• And she hurries out but then slowly makes her way into the water, being very VERY cautious. But by the time she’s halfway in, she gets out. Once again.
• But instead of being cautious, she runs to the deep and.
• AND JUMPS.
• ‘Cus she’s ready for everything the world’s gonna throw at her. As long as she has Nick.
• Nick, on the other hand, has just gotten out of an extremely bad relationship.
• He knows NOTHING about Norah.
• He’s the reason Norah’s so cautious
• He’s TOO NICE
• TOO PERFECT
• And probably not 100% straight
• Since he’s in an “all gay band”
• And uses cherry flavoured chap-stick.

  2) She’s So Money by Cherry Cheva

• BEST FUCKING BOOK EVER
• Okay, so I say that about all good books.
• But it is quite good.
• Maya is a straight-edge 4.5 GPA kinda girl
• Stanford + her best friend, Sarah = the dream
• But everything goes downhill when

        a) she falls for the biggest prat, Camden, in the world

        b) she lands herself a debt of $10,000 - which has to be paid within 6 weeks

        c) she works with Camden in a slightly an evil scheme (helping kids cheat,     for money, of course.)

        d) she forgets about Sarah.

• Did I mention that Camden is fucking rich?
• And that getting caught would mean expulsion
• Meaning no Stanford?
• In this captivating story, Maya learns
• the true meaning of friendship,
• how painful doing 16x your homework -even if it is for a lower grade-
• and, of course, how much someone can really love you.

That was a pretty epic summary of She’s So Money, no?

• Some stupid kids ate rat poison
• And made the news
• And I was like
• “ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?
• You find random shit
• And you stick it in your mouth?
• How did you make it into 6th grade?
• Why are you not in like 1st grade?”
• Then I went to the library
• Stayed in the homework room
• Where these little 4thies
• Were making a fuckload of noise
• And I asked politely
• “Excuse me,
• could you talk softer?
• This is a homework room
• inside a library
• and you’re yelling at eachother?”
• And the fourth graders
• Just look at me like
• “BITCH SHUT THE FUCK UP.”
• And so they continued to make noise
• My friend,
• Let’s call her…I don’t know
• Panda,
• Saw my obvious discomfort
• And went to get a librarian.
• Who kicked those kids out.
• And made them apologize for their behavior.
• But then,
• about 5 minutes later
• they COME BACK IN.
• They’re like even louder than before
• So I say
• “You’re in a library.
• NOT AT THE PARK.
• COULD YOU PLEASE BE QUIET?”
• with my biggest
• (and fakest)
• smile and my wide scary intense eyes.
• And the smallest one says
• “You’ve said that, like, totally,
• one whole, million times.”
• while giving me that
• “Who gives a fuck” look.
• So I say in my nicest voice
• “Actually, I’ve said it twice,”
• (while holding up two fingers)
• Then I pointed to each
• and said slowly
• “Ooooooonnnneeee. Twwwwooooooo.
• Can you count?
• or should you be in kindergarten?”
• looking truly concerned.
• And my Panda just goes
• “Oooh burn!”
• So the kid goes
• “No actually, I’m in fourth grade
• I already know how to divide and multiply.
• And I’m already learning 
• conversion.”
• “Then how many feet are in a mile?”
• She takes out her fingers
• AND COUNTS.
• “5280.”
• I say without waiting too long
• looking at my nails like
• “God, this is so boring!”
• So then my other friend
• let’s call her Jay says
• “BITCH JUST GOT
• INTELLECTUALLY BITCH SLAPPED!”

On the inside I was like

“If I had a tumblr, would I give it to you?”

“WAIT! Did you just say TUMBLR?”

“OMIGOD! You’re talking about tumblr in public!”

“NOOOO! Tumblr has fallen!”

“BITCH! You don’t even know the first rule of tumblr.”

But on the outside I was all

“What is this tumblr you speak of?”

Well, reading thatta book up there. It’s extremely good. It’s one of those books that you get so caught up in and it makes you so sad that you just want to skip to the end. But the first word you catch on the last page makes you feel like you’re ruining the point of the book and you guiltily turn back to the page you were on.

Today went like this:

• Got a ride from my aunt to school today
• Was finishing my LeanPocket at school
• When my phone rang
• And I panicked
• (Because I never get calls. FOREVER ALONE)
• So I shoved the rest of the LeanPocket in my mouth
• And choked on it
• While I tried to answer my phone
• Which turns out to be Kally
• Who wants me to go over to where she is
• Which is across the yard
• And I scream at her
• For making me choke
• My friend Justine was making videos
• So her little cousin could stalk us.
• Which scares me.
• Class started
• The guy I like
• (Can I call him Gil?)
• Wore a scarf
• And I have no idea why I like him
• But he sure as hell pulled off that scarf
• (Fast forward to Lunch)
• Well, I found a bracelet I thought I lost
• Which I then lost right before the end of lunch
• I hugged this guy, Justin.
• The hug made me feel extremely good
• It brought my day back
• Not that I’m secretly in lourve with him.
• Just made me happy
• That someone would hug me.
• In my last period of the day (7th)
• Gil got sent out of class
• And he got bored
• So the class quieted down
• And he started singing.
• That’s right
• Singing
• And everyone could hear him
• I was the first to giggle.
• Then I laughed REALLY loud
• And when I calmed down
• Everyone looked at me like
• “ARE YOU OKAY?”
• And I just shushed them
• So they heard the singing
• Everyone started giggling
• Even my teacher was repressing a laugh
• Then he went outside
• To bring Gil back in
• Where we were not allowed to talk to him
• Or comment on his singing
• Which I might have neglected to mention
• Was horrible
• Well—-not horrible
• It just wasn’t…
• Good.

Well, nothing that big has happened, so far in the first week of the year. This is a basic overview of my week:

This is a basic little catch up with my life. We will slowly meet all of the main characters of my life.

• School started
• I had to face her
• Her as in my “best friend”.
• Who treats me like crap
• By forgetting everything I (have) told her
• Then saying “well, I’m on meds” as an excuse
• Even though I know for a fact that her parents don’t let her near medicine
• Since she tried to kill herself.
• And I can’t leave her because of that ^
• She also likes to compare my life with hers
• How perfect mine is
• How much her parents fight
• How perfect mine is
• How she doesn’t get fed dinner as a punishment
• How perfect mine is
• How poor she is
• But in reality, my parents are constantly fighting
• All my clothes are hand-me-downs
• And not all that perfect.