Ever have one of those headaches that makes you wish you had a gun to shoot yourself?
Okay, so yesterday, I was getting a really bad migrane (because I get these from time to time, and fortuantly am on medication) in Science, and I sit next to Sammy, so she wouldn't freaking shut up, so the headache kept getting worse. I thought that lunch would help some, but no. It was loud, and the florecent lights don't help. Fourth period English was okay, 'cause the lights were off.
Then in fifth period Math, we were taking some online math tests that get graded, and I just could not concentrate, so Jenn and I went to the nurse.
And why was Jenn coming along, you ask? Because I had to cover my eyes because the light burned and Jenn had to steer me along, that's why.
So we get up there, and Jenn tells the nurse, "Hi, um, my brother's having a really bad migrane and wants to lay down."
"Do you need to come along too, dear?" she asks, mentally comparing my black hair and brown eyes and Jenn's brown hair and green eyes.
I gripped Jenn's shoulder as another wave of pain came along. "Yeah," she said.
So the nurse brings us back and I lay down on the little bed, and my legs hang off the end 'cause I'm so tall. "Do you need to call Mom, babe?" the nurse asks, rubbing my shoulder and handing me a wet cloth.
I put it on my face. "Jenn, call Sasha," I mutter.
She springs up and dials the phone. I faintly hear the ringing and conversation because when you have a migrane, all of your senses become sharper. "Hi, Mom? No, I'm okay. Seth has another migrane and he wants to come home. You can? Okay, cool...yeah, I can come home, too."
Ten minutes later.
"Seth, honey? Your mom's here."
She's not my mom...I say in my head.
Jenn helps me up and grabs my stuff. She sees Sasha and waves, guiding me out the office door towards her with a hand on my back. I weakly open my eyes, and my vision blurrs. "I'm sorry," Sasha says, giving me a sideways hug and kissing my temple. I'm in too much pain to object to the embrace. She rubs my back and we walk out to the car together.
I get shot-gun and recline my chair all the way back while Jenn sits in back. The pain is coming in strong waves, gripping every last sense of sanity I've managed to hang onto.
Oh, God, now I'm nausiated...
The car finally stops and I pop out, eyes still closed, and vomit on the driveway. "Ick," I hear Sasha say to herself.
Jenn grabs me around the waist and helps me into the house and up the stairs to my room. "Is there anything I can do for you?" I hear her ask.
I can't feel anything but the pain, I'm thinking about nothing but the pain, I can't open my eyes because the pain increases, I can't sit up because I'll puke...
Tears leak out of my eyes and I curl into a pathetic little ball, trying not to cry. I supress a wimper as I reach out to hold her hand tight. "Shh..." she cooes, stroking my sweat-drenched hair. "I'll go get you a warm washcloth, I'll be back."
Then she's gone, and I let the tears fall. At some point, she comes back and places something warm on my forehead and turns off my light, and I'm alone again.
I fell asleep at some point dreaming about the Flock for some reason, then woke up by myself, and the pain is back. I can't cry out because it hurts, I can't open my eyes, I can't stand up, and oh, God...
Vomit makes its way quickly up my throat and fills my mouth. I grab my mouth in an attempt to keep it in as I tried to get up and run to the bathroom, but I don't make it.
I assume all they heard from downstairs was a sickly 'splat' and me falling to the ground, 'cause that's what I heard.
I can't remember what happened from there, but I know that I woke up at two-o-clock clutching my head and staggering to the bathroom to take a hot shower and feeling a bit better, then falling asleep on the couch downstairs, then waking up the next morning with Jenn on the other end of the sofa sleeping sitting up, her fist under her chin. It's probably four-o-clock. She must have heard the shower going. I shift and wince, and her eyes open. "Hey," she says mildly, yawning.
I give a whimper and hold my head, and she scoots over and pulls my head into her lap, rubbing small circles in my temples. "I'm sorry," she says, and my eyebrows draw together.
I think we both fell asleep like that, and the next thing I see is Sasha shaking Jenn awake for school.
I slept on the couch most of the day, and woke up a few times, and this is where I am now. Fun day.
I think I know what my own personal hell would be now.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Ever have one of those headaches that makes you wish you had a gun to shoot yourself?
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Q:Does Seth have sexy feet?
A:I don’t think so. Feet are gross! (answered by Jenn)
Q:Does Flash have sexy feet?
A: His feet are worse than Seth’s! (answered by Jenn)
Q:Are any of you alergic to coconut?
A:Flash is. He’s allergic to everything.
Q:Do you sneeze alot?
A:Jenn is right now. She has a cold.
A:Jenn is sick, Blake is at work, it’s raining, Flash is hanging out at our place and annoying the crap out of me.
Q:Were you going to take over the world, but then were distracted by something shiny?
A:No. I could bet you my dad has!
Q:Can you find x?
A: è x
Q:Can you make 1=2? I can.
A: No. Flash can.
Q:Do you like to run?
A: I love to run.
Q:Do you like math?
A: Flash loves math. I don’t.
Q:Is Superchick preforming in your hometown? (They are here!)
A: No, sadly.
Q:Do you like random stories?
Q:Are you now annoyed?
A: Not really.
Q:Do you believe in God?
A: I do believe in God. I believe he has a plan for our lives, and should we trust in him, we can spend the rest of eternity up with him in heaven.
(Jillian Cecelia M.)
Q:who invented the 'picture frame'? I was looking at one and it made my wonder...lol
A:The question still burns a hole in each and every one of our brains, isn’t that right, Jenn?
Jenn: Ugggnnn ACHOOO!!
Q:Which came first: the chicken or the egg?
A: The chicken, because God created the chicken on the fifth day and it laid an egg sometime after that.
Q:Why are you hiding your massive crush on Jenn?
A: Why does it seem like I am? I’m not, otherwise I wouldn’t be sad about not being able to kiss her because she has a cold. And I’d have never gotten grounded.
I’m just gonna post to drive you nuts because I love you so much!
Q:Why do we drive on parkways, but park on driveways?
A: I dunno.
Q:If all your friends jumped off a cliff, would you?
A: Depends on the friends. If you jumped off a cliff and died, I’d be right on your tail.
Q:Give me the names of people you love most and why?
A: I’m so deprived I only love one person, and that’s Jenn. The rest of my immediate family is either dead or doesn’t give a crap about me, and I don’t exactly love my foster parents.
Q:Give me the names of 3 objects or things you love most and why?
A: 1) Violet’s raggedy old purple giraffe stuffed animal, because it belonged to my little sister who died.
2) My computer, because I have no life.
3) My Bible, because it helps me deal with life.
Q:Which is your favorite four legged creature and why?
A: Uh…a giraffe, because it reminds me of Violet.
Q:Tell me about someone in your family?
A: My mom was, like, the coolest thing ever until she started taking drugs and then dealing them and forgetting about me and Violet. We’d stay in the house for days because she wouldn’t come home, and then when we’d missed a certain amount of school, our principal called Social Services to check it out and found my sister and I abandoned, and our mom three states away passed out in a hotel room.
Other than that, she was pretty cool.
Q:Tell me about your first kiss (if it is possible)? XD
A: It was incredible, and on the roof of a house one night while Jenn and I had been looking at the stars and talking. Things progressed, and that’s the story of my first kiss.
Q:Something or someone you miss the most from childhood?
A: I miss my old house. It was the greatest, even though it was horribly decrepit.
Q:Whats your middle name?
Q:How big is your bed?
A: Big enough for two people.
Q:What music are you listening to right now?
A: I’m not listening to music. I however do hear Flash tormenting Jenn and Sasha making, like, cookies, or something.
Q:How is the weather right now?
A: Rainy, gray, must I say more?
Q:Would you give CPR to a homeless person if they were dying?
A: Excuse me, I was a homeless person dying! Of course I would!
Q: Do you like rain?
A: I love rain. It smells so good! I think after today I’m going to sit on the roof and just inhale the sweet smells of whatever makes rain smell so good.
Q: Have you ever been out of the country?
A: Nope. I want to go to New Zealand, but nooo…
Q:If you could only see 5 people before you die who would it be and why
1) Jenn, because I love her so incredibly much.
2) Violet (again), because she was my little sister and I miss her so bad!
3) Felix, ‘cause he always stuck up for me at the Group Home when kids picked on me.
4) YoYo Ma, because he’s the world’s awesomest cello player, and I love cello (even though I’ve never played it).
5) My mom, because I have no idea about her whereabouts.
A:If you could see anyone in concert who would it be?
Q: That’s a hard question. Probably Skillet or Relient K. It’s too hard to decide.
Q:Y are you such a loser?
A: Only to you, I am.
Q:Who are u?
A: A troubled foster kid who's too deep in love to notice almost anything else.
Q:Where did u come from?
A: My mom.
Q:Are u a hermafradite?
A: As far as I know, no.
Q:Are u a man?
A: More of one than you are.
Q:Are u woman?
A: Thankfully, no.
Hahaha, thanks for your reactions. They're funny. I'd like to draw your attention to a blog called Nyurg. That's a link, so click on it.
Steph's been kind of on a layout rampage, so Nyurg has a new layout, as well as this blog. Someone give her a round of applause!
Y are you such a loser?
Who are u?
Where did u come from?
Are u a hermafradite?
Are u a man?
Are u woman?
Comment: when u cant find a answer...screem jesus and RUN AWAY!!!
to steph from newman: i must FLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE xD
Blog'd by Flashman at 3:46 PM
Friday, April 24, 2009
Okay, I think it'd be fun if people who read my blog could put a bunch of questions out there for me and the gang. They could be serious , or they could be pretty dang random.
That's all I've got to say for the moment other than Flash and Sammy are now an "Item".
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Isn't it sad that most of the things that are on my blog will never even be put into Steph's book? Like, a lot of the things that I do to Jenn will never be entered.
Is it just me, or is something weird beginning to happen between those two? Let me state the facts:
And Jenn was looking for a vest for me to wear, but Flash slowly stepped in front of it as she passed it, so she didn't find one. Sammy just stood there laughing.
And then when I'd come out of the dressing room, they all burst out laughing because I would normally dress in black, but now I was in white.
Oh, just so freaking funny, right?
I just about strangled somebody.
I found an outfit for Jenn, but she decided it was time for Starbucks, grabbing my arm and ushering us towards the nearest coffee shop. I complained I didn't have any money, so Sammy pulls out a fifty and was like, "I'M BUYING EVERYONE COFFEEE!!!"
Flash just laughed at her while she took orders. I got normal coffee. Black.
And then we saw some kids from school, freaked out, and hid behind manikins in Forever 21. It was pretty funny. Flash fell down but held his pose, and the people just looked at him and started laughing, then the girls pointed at me and, what's the word, squee'd. So I ran down the mall pushing people out of the way while they chased me screaming, "SETH!! SETH!!"
I eluded them by slowing my pace and calmly walking through Old Navy. They ran in, and while they were looking, I made my escape.
We said our goodbyes, and Jenn and I walked home. Yes, we actually walked back from the mall. That's how much her parents trust me.
And we ate a quick dinner of spaggetti before quickly falling asleep together on the couch watching "Pride and Predjudice".
That's it! Bye!
Friday, April 17, 2009
Poor Seth. If only Blake didn't walk in at that exact moment, Seth wouldn't be stuck in his room. Oh well, whatcha gonna do?
It's kinda funny actually. He's kinda moody though. I guess I would be too if I were grounded, but hey, I'm not. ;P Not that I'm happy Seth is or anything, I'm just not unhappy that I'm not grounded.
It's all puberty's falt. Gotta love the teenage hormones. (note sarcasm) If you think about it for a long, long time you'll find that, in some wierd way, a lot of things are caused by puberty. I'm really not that crazy.
Ha. Seth is mad. Say, "Hi," Seth. Hehe.
Oh, and that other blog that Seth was talking about is kinda cool. Someone is acting strange on there and everything, but hey, who am I to judge. I'm the wierdest person I know. http://above-the-pressure.blogspot.com and Steph actually didn't start this one.
Blog'd by Jenn at 8:02 PM
Sunday, April 12, 2009
I know that some of my fans have said that it's weird that I live with the person that I'm "together" with. They're like, is Blake okay with that? Do you guys actually "go out"? Stuff like that.
I am so mad at Jenn. Like, not even funny mad.
So after i get a fabulous haircut, they dress me up and we go off to church. Only when we get there and sit down in the sanctuary, and the preacher's preaching, Jenn decides it's a good idea to pinch me over and over again until i end up punching her in the gut. She makes more of a scene than necessary, and is groaning. I think the preacher was looking at us.
So when we get out of there and back home, Sasha starts making some dinner for us, and Jenn and I have to go wrestle for the computer. The sucky thing is Jenn now knows my tickle spot -- the inside of my thigh near my crotch. And we all know that's really wrong for her to tickle me there, but she does it anyway. Just 'cause she's Jenn. You all know Jenn, right?
Long story short, I actually end up getting sat on on the floor outside the computer room while Jenn decides my fate. Like, I'm literally laying on my back and she was sitting on my chest. And she's like, "I win!"
So then Blake and Sasha come into the room and find me tackl'd. And they're like, "Woah. My girlie's learned self defense!"
And I'm like, "Oh, frick, shoot me now."
So then she leans down and kisses my cheek, and was like, "Okay. I get the computer."
I'm like, "Whatever."
And then Sasha says, "Nope, lunch time."
So we're sitting at lunch eating sweet potatoes and stuff and Jenn's like, "I'm tougher than Seth."
Blake looks up and says, "Really?"
"I tackled him and won," she beams.
I hold up my fork. "Uh...actually, I let you win."
Then later after lunch, we're sitting in my room talking, and we're talking about really sentimental things, like my sister and stuff. So Jenn's all teary and Jenn-like and crawls on the bed with me, mumbling, "I love you, Seth."
So I lean over and kiss her hard on the mouth and when Blake finally comes in to ask if we want to go see a movie, I'm hovering over her, and her fingers are in my belt loops and we're making out.
So, of course, Blake freaks out, and I get grounded again (yeah, you're probably all wondering why I get grounded all the time when it's always half Jenn's fault. Truth is -- I HAVE NO IDEA.). And we don't go see a movie.
It was pretty sad. :(
So...now I'm just sitting in the computer room, and Jenn's in her room reading. And just so you all feel better, we always sleep in separate rooms. Geez, people.
I gotta go. Blake might come in and tell me that I now can't blog, and that'd be unfortunate.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Isn't it crazy that we have 34 followers? In seven months? Nuts. Wow.
Okay, so the answer to the question: How would Seth excape a room with only a water bottle, a jump drive, and a match?
A: He'd try to melt the metal on the end of the jump drive (or if that doesn't work, the water bottle) and shove it into the key hole so it would dry in there, and then he could turn the lock. And if that didn't work, well, there's always punching the window out. XD
Also, would anyone be interested in Steph posting the actual chapters of our lives on this blog? I mean, her writing blog wasn't the hugest hit, but maybe we could, you know, post.
Tres, please ask more questions! I know that there are 34 of you guys out there capable of asking random questions like, "Does Seth wear boxers or briefs?"
I actually know the answer to that, oddly.
And somehow Newman got confused about Flash's hair color. ???. He's crazy. But so is Flash.
Sammy says 'hi!!!!!!!!!!!'.
And anyone who knows Steph personally (no, email doesn't count), Steph's going to Oaxaca on a short-term missions trip in Mexico and if you want to donate some money towards that, she'd be more than happy to accept that.
Post more on that later.
Uh...how many of you know Seth has a facebook? So do I, actually...and so does Flashie. So...add us if you feel comfortable. 'Cause you know how social Seth is. *rolls eyes*
For those of you interested, Seth isn't grounded anymore! Also, he got accepted into this program that sets older children in foster homes until they turn 18 and can graduate. Isn't that cool? 'Cause my family doesn't want to adopt him, but they don't want to get rid of him, either. So...yeah! He's staying!
Friday, April 3, 2009
So...just because we can, Jenn, Flashman, Sammy, and I are having a movie party at our house. We're watching all the Left Behind movies, Batman (because he's cool), and a few others and just hanging out for a day from 12:30 pm to 12:30 pm. Yeah, Flashman's sleeping over, yes in the same room as the girls, but so am I. And the Langlys trust him and I anyway.
We're also gonna be listening to some awesome music (Skillet, Shawn McDonald, Fireflight, Destroy the Runner, VOTA, Addison Road, Group 1 Crew, Relient K, Thousand Foot Krutch)...and if you like the names of any of those bands, just Google 'em. They're all really cool.
Also. If any of you want to comment and ask us characters questions about anything, just do so. Stuff like, "What does Flashman do in his spare time?" "Why do Flash and Seth fight so much?" "Is Seth emo?"
Kind of like that. Oh, and Jenn just said to ask, "If Seth was locked in a room with nothing but a water bottle, a jump drive, and a match, how would he escape?"
Sammy says 'hi'.
So does Flashman.
This is Seth, and he's saying goodbye.