Monday, January 26, 2015
Yo Wackjobs!
I am typing this from the school computer... shhh don't tell. Augh so anyone know how to make an animation vid? I have to do two for my class. Um... lets see.
Any people went to the walk for life? Congrates I did to? If you saw a really short girl giving attitude to a bunch of seniors that was me. I hate idiots. Right now I am jamming out to Famous Last words by My Chemical Romance and I probably look wack. But anywhore, what's up? Anyone have any good song choices? See ya RCT''s! :P
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
THE MONSTER ENERGY DRINK MONSTER IS AWESOME, THANK YOU VERY MUCH! :)
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Wattpad Book: Language Of the Heart
Title: Language of the Heart
Written By: xXredapplesXx
Summary: Macee Daes has been pretending to be strong and confident since the day her sister, Courtnie, told everyone she had cooties -- which then got upgraded into herpes once they reached high school -- when really, she's lost and insecure. Her parents are more obsessed with money than their own children. Her sister is practically a stripper. And her only friend is Colton, her childhood love who has friend-zoned her for more than a decade. So what happens when her parents suddenly decide to marry her off to Ethan Velvent, one of the richest men in America? With more secrets than an episode of Pretty Little Liars and more possessive than an Alpha wolf, Ethan will surely drive Macee insane. The question is, will they both fall into Hell or fall together?
This is Macee's story of first love, heart break, marriage, and growing up. After all, sometimes marriage isn't permanent and love isn't enough to keep two people together. What will be Macee's destiny?
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
HELLO MY RCTS THIS IS A BLOG POST FROM YOURS TRUELY THE GUMMY BEAR MONSTER MONSTER! :) hehe
Excerpt:
“Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder” ― Stephenie Meyer, Twilight
Tears blurred my eyes making it hard to see as I stood up on the bridge. It was tall enough that if I jumped I would die and that’s exactly what I wanted. I no longer wanted to live, I had no reason to stay but every reason to go. I clenched my hands into fists and willed the tears to stop falling down my cheeks. Why was tears falling? Was it all the words everyone spoke about me? Was it how my best friend left me, was it because of the guy who mended my heart then broke it, or was it that I killed my brother, Emmett? Maybe it was all of it combined, whatever it was I don’t know what snapped but I was glad it did or I wouldn’t have the courage to jump. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. But I sat down not ready to jump yet, but I knew I would be.
I thought back to when everything was right, where my dad hadn’t been an alcoholic, and my mom was sweet and kind. Where we were a happy family and where my brother was still alive. I couldn’t remember when that had been, I think it was when I was nine? At that age I used to always want to grow up but now at age sixteen I understand why Peter Pan never wanted to. I used to understand why Wendy wanted to go home, she had a nice family, but I wish I was there and not here as my family doesn’t even notice me. Age nine, it was when I was scared of the monsters under my bed and not the ones in my head. But now I know that the happiness was all a lie, we were all bad inside, we all had a deep dark secret. No one could trust anyone in this world because even your shadow leaves you in the darkest of times.
I stood at the ledge looking down at the peaceful water. Peaceful was something you would not describe me on the inside.
I remember when I never was in the stupid Princess Games. When I never had to worry about losing or winning only about if someone was to find out my secrets. But they had. And like everyone else they left, leaving me alone. I couldn’t blame them, I was messed up and I was the one to blame as it was always my fault. It is my fault. But in the end I knew this would happen as even your shadow leaves you in the darkest of times. And I was all alone, not even a shadow to keep me company.
I looked up at the sky to see a sky of storm clouds, it thundered and the birds flew overhead, probably trying to find a place to get out of the storm. I always loved storms though I don’t know why. I think it was because the storm is how I felt inside most of the time. How I wanted to scream so loud, but no one ever recognizes the thunder only the lightning. How I wanted to punch something so hard it would sound like thunder and my hand would shatter. I wanted to run until I passed out like rain goes until it has no more. I just used to love the storms and I still do. Maybe this storms represents a higher power telling me It’s okay for me to jump, it’s okay for me to fly. It’s okay for me to die, It’s okay because no one want’s me here anyway. It would be more peaceful in death than it would be in life.
I dangled one foot off the ledge and giggled. What would my school think of me know? What would everyone think when they found out the weird girl at school was gone or what would my friends and enemies in the Princess games think, probably, “Good riddance, No one liked her anyways.” I know exactly why they would say that too, I want myself to be gone too. All the words people called me, including my family floated through my head. No one would miss me, I am just a waste of space. I am a waste of oxygen, a waste of space and just a waste.
If I did this, everyone would be free of me. I would be free of me. I would be free of the demons clouding my mind, the constant reminder of how I am messed up and how I will never be like everyone else. I will never be normal, because I am just a waste, a waste. Everyone thinks so and now so do I, but I don’t mind as it’s true, it’s true that I am messed up, it’s true that I am a waste of space and a waste of oxygen.
I took one last breath and all at once the clouds opened up, the street lights went on and water drenched me head to toe. I loved storms. This was like a farewell to me from a higher power. I looked up at the sky, the rain landing on my face and rolling down along with the last of my tears. I smiled and then, I jumped…
Hope ya like it! Tell me Whatchya think! :)
Blog update: so I will be posting more frequently and I will be posting great books of different genres on here with the consent of the authors who wrote it of course, that are just amazing on wattpad! :)
For now my RCT's and your little gummy bears too. Whahahahaahahahaha.
Leggo ya lots! :)
GUMMY BEAR MONSTER MONSTER IS BACKIDY BACK BACK! 0.0
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Guess Who! :) Yep! You guessed it, the awesome sauce person A.K.A Meh! :) Hehe
And what is the wrong answer you ask? Your Face!... Okay no, but pretty close.
I am going to make you suffer and when the poll is over in twenty days I will tell you the right answer... Maybe! :)
Anyways See ya Chico/Chica RCTs! :)
Saturday, January 3, 2015
IM THE ENERGY DRINK/GUMMYBEAR MONSTER! :) hehe! Shhh!
Okay RCT'sers, three things I have to say to get off my mind.
1. WHY THE HECK ARE BOY SHORTS CALLED BOY SHORTS? I mean they aren't shorts, and they aren't for boys.... Quiet the opisite actually. So why the heck is it Boy Shorts? Is it to get everyone freaking confused and so they (whoever made up the name) can have a good laugh?
2. WARPED TOUR! I SO WANT TO GO THIS YEAR! All the other years I've either couldn't make it or was busy. Have you guys been? I am literally counting down the days right now! :)
3. ENERGY DRINKS! :) okay so ENERGY DRINKS ARE LIFE AND AUGH! THEY ARE ABSOLUTELY AMAZONG! AND I THINK IVE HAD SEVENTEEN TODAY AND YEP HYPER CHICK OVER HERE SO BEWARE. HEHE IM THE MONSTER MONSTER, THE ENERGY DRINK MONSTER. LIKE THE GUMMYBEAR MONSTER! I WANT TO BE THE GUMMYBEAR/ENERGY DRINK MONSTER! :)
OH AND RCTS CHECK OUT THE AWESOME SITE WATTPAD, AND LOOK UP MEH! @Infinity_Dark on Wattpad! :) it's an amazing writing site that I love to write on.
Anyways this GUMMY BEAR/ MONSTER MONSTER is tired so Ill talk to y'all RCTs tomorrow! :)
Leggo ya lots... XoxoMickey. <Was it just me or did I kind of feel like gossip girl there for a second?
What I'm Calling y'all! :)
My pen name is Mickey R. Monroe! :)
But most importantly you know what I'm calling y'all's?
RCT because RecklessConverseTeens! :)
So until later RCT's when I blog,
See ya alligators! :)
