The Real Thing..

Okay, you know how I've written posts like, "Writing A Book", "Another New Story?!" Yeah...well fuck that. Those stories have all been deleted off my little laptop and I actually started one. I am putting up a video of it on my Youtube channel, like, 'releasing' the story. I read the prologue and the first page of chapter 1. I haven't yet figured out what I want to call this book. But anyway, it's about 4 best friends. They all are in high school and they all go on spring break. That's the big overview. Basically, I haven't figured out what happened to all their parents that they live together. I will figure that out when one of the girls is walking on the beach with the guy she likes and he asks why they all live together. So, yeah. Anyway, they live together and instead of hanging out with one of the girl's aunt's all spring break (who owns a pool), one of the girls decides of Daytona because her rich uncle lives down there (I just thought of that part ;P ) and he has a seperate house and it'll only cost the plane tickets. (thought've that just now too ;P ) so yeupp. 


1. Meredith Prinn - blonde, brown eyes, smart, funny, loyal.
2. Sofie Howsur - redhead, green eyes, prim, proper, loyal. 
3. Mia Silfry - dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes, no common sense, funny, happy, loyal.
4. Destini Manswell - anti-society, brown hair, blue eyes, loyal, sensible.


Meredith <3's Christian and Liam.
Sofie <3's Crystal.
Mia <3's long term loooove, Drew.
Destini is flying solo, she's an independent bird. Well, she's a person, but you get it.


I'm NOT going to write the prologue because if somebody finds the prologue on my Youtube channel and reads this and connects it...it won't be a good situation!
That's it for nowwww.!(: So iluddyouuulittle Landsharks (; byebye.


Quote Of The Post: If you believe in something great, you can achieve something great.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

Summer Lovin': Bikini Bod

Are you a fat motherfucker?
Do you need to lose the flabby flab. 
If you answered ye-,
Okay guys. I can't fucking do this. I'm not like a motherfucking spokeswoman so let's get down to the damn point. First off, that's OBVIOUSLY NOT me in that picture, so don't get your boner in a twist. It's Selena Gomez. She's pretty hot, I'll admit. I'd probably go gay for her. Just saying. But anyway, Summer has already started and you may have started your 'bikini bod' regimen, but for all those couch potatoes like me out there, you're just starting. And I'm not saying that I need to lose weight or anything. I mean, fuck it. I'm a 13-year-old girl who only weighs like, 90 lbs. But that doesn't mean I can't help out all the other obese idiots. So, here we go.
1.) You can watch videos.
    -Ab workout video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWMDIBXI9Io


    -Leg workout video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWMDIBXI9Io

    -Arm workout video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NhiHbBWTuqo


    -Thigh workout video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xvi3wh8H2FA


    -Butt workout video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnfeSVRMRfo

2.)
Do yoga!

    Yoga is relaxing and works you out. And than pamper yourself after. Maybe run to Jamba Juice and pick up something healthy!


3.)
Put yourself on a regimen!


      Workout for 1 hour a day for a week and than eat a 3 piece block of a chocolate bar. You know, like, the top layer of a chocolate bar and than the second week do that same thing, and the third week and than the 4th week. And you'll have only eaten 1 chocolate bar a month! (;

    So you basically get the jist of where I'm coming from. So, I'm going to go try the thigh and arm workout and yeahh...bye.


Quote Of The Post: Diabetes is not attractive.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

Back-To-School: Your Favorite Celebrity!

Hey guys! So tonight I decided to do something kind of fun. Now, I know we ALL still have a while before actually going back to school, but one of my favorite things for prepping before I reach the big day is shopping!! Shopping can be anything from new toothpaste to Jimmy Choo's. Except not all of us are as rich as Bill Gates. Anyway, for school I like to have a style icon sometimes. Last year, I was just like 'fuck it' the entire time and wear what I found. I mean, I made sure it was cute and in-style but I didn't really pay to much attention to trends. And that's good, but not what I totally wanted to be like. So, instead of thinking of a style icon the day before my mom takes me school shopping, I decided to get a head start. One thing I want to talk to you about before I show you what I plan to make my style look like is this: your favorite celebrity! I know that not everybody has the mula to go and break the bank at the mall, so I want to give YOU the oppertunity of a lifetime! Basically, all you have to do is pick out a style icon that you want to emulate for school and leave them down in the comments below. Tell me why you picked them and I will pick 1 lucky winner. For starters, the winner will get a personal skype session with me! So you'll get to find out who I am.(; And second, I will help you find the cheapest and cutest clothes that your style icon will be most likely to wear.(: So that's it. And the 'contest' will end on July 26th, so by than, have your answers IN! And now onto me. I picked my style icons: Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Avril Lavigne. 

• I love Selena's style because she is SUUUUPER feminine and she's very nice and cute and girly and conservative with her outfits and that is just what I like.
• I also love Demi's style because she is weird and out there with her outfits. I love it! And not just her outfits but her hair and makeup is wicked! I absolutely can't get enough of Demi Lovato.
• And last but NEVER least, Avril Lavigne. Her style is the most bold, boho-like, edgy and cute! Avril is daring with her hair and unique with her makeup. Avril's style is what I like to shoot for and she is an awesome rolemodel.

The next thing I'm showing you guys is a video. Not of me, so don't think you're FINALLY discovering the secret! My friend, Lyia, is letting me borrow her up and coming Youtube channel. She still needs to pimp it out and put up some videos, but she said until than I could just borrow it for my video. So, Lyia, if you're reading this, THANK YOU!!!!!! 
This is going to be a video of all my style icons and there looks and what I'm shooting for. So, thanks and here's the link:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuiI4xkWeqs&feature=plcp




Quote Of The Post: Feel comfortable in your skin, but look amazing in your clothes.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

Reality Check: NOBODY Is Perfect.

Okay. So we all know I'm not perfect, just go and read every post I've ever posted. You'll get the fucking hint that I'm so not perfect. But what you probably don't know, is that I'm coming to terms with myself. I realized that having a Kim K. butt and Trisha Payatas boobs. It's just not possible. I'm fucking 13 and I haven't ever even gotten my damn period. The thing is, when you realize that you're never ever going to be perfect, life is better. I'm not talking about moping around and realizing that your body sucks and just never trying to prep up your look again. Please fucking no, don't do that. Try in life. But today, I sat down, straightened my hair and than curled it. And I felt sooooo beautiful. You have nooo idea. I feel more clean and happy when I actually try and to be honest, I really don't give a damn about anybody else but me. I don't give a fuck what you think because guess what? It's my fucking life and I'm going to do whatever the fuck I want with it. As long as my mom says it's okay. But look at that list. Do you see that fucking list? Look at 7. I love that one. For one, it's funny. And it's catchy. Think about it. And I know sometimes it's hard to believe. But let lil' ol' me tell you a story. My birthday is in June. Okay? So my school, we normally get out for the summer like June 26th or whatever. My birthday is before school ends, so my birthday was on a school day. So, I'm like the most beautiful-est person ever that day and I'm walking down the hall with 3 of my friends or people that I know and everybody is saying happy birthday to me. And you know that girl, Felicia Cangin? Yeah. Well, I walked passed her with my friends and out of the corner of my eye, she stops dead on the side of the hallway and gives me the ugliest pig face I've ever seen. And in my head I'm just like, yeah bitch, die. But I walk passed her smiling and laughing with my friends. But I should've given her the finger. And I'm looking back on that moment and realizing, when you take care of yourself and you show people that you could be the hottest, funniest, smartest, nicest motherfucker in town, bitches will show their true colors. And almost 90% of that color range is going to be green for jealousy. What I'm trying to say here is, you may not always feel beautiful. And by all means, do I love throwing my hair up in a bun and pigging out on fattie foods like their is no tomorrow, but does that mean I want to be a hobo? No. You have to realize in life that you get to do whatever the hell you want because those girls or guys in your school aren't anything.
Listen...
BITCHES HAVE NOTHING ON YOU.
Life won't always be gumdrops and rainbows and you're going to get burned a couple of times throughout life. You need to learn and love yourself as you are. Because if somebody doesn't want you as you come, than they fucking suck cock real hard, because even though I may not know YOU personally, I know that you are a fucking good-ass person. And here's where I'm bouta' go hard as a motherfucker up in here.
FUCKING DUMB-ASS BITCHES DON'T KNOW ANYTHING THAT IS FUCKING GOING ON WITH YOU. THEY NEED TO SIT THERE TRASHY ASSES DOWN AND STEP-ASIDE FOR THE NUMBER ONE BITCH. BECAUSE THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS AREN'T FUCKING NOTHING. THEIR CUNT-LIKE HOES WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT HALF THE TIME AND THEY NEED TO GO BACK TO DOING WHAT THEY DO BEST, SUCK COCK. 
SOOOOOOOOO, there is my sphiel of how to love yourself because stupid, fugly bitches need to get a life.(:


Quote Of The Post: Love is a powerful thing. That's why you need to love yourself. 


So it's not my best quote, but I'm a 13-year-old girl. Hop off my dick. Or my vagina.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

Girl Talk: Skanks.

We all know what a skank is, right? For me, it's that girl Felicia Cangin, Nicole Cervone. Those people. But anyway, a skank is really a person (commonly a girl) who sleeps with a lot of men or for a guy, who sleeps with a lot of women. But if you actually step into the century, you would know that skank, slut, whore, bitch is normally used for girls who wear tiny short skirts, flirt with lots of guys, wear's belly shorts and flaunts their stuff. That's what a skank, slut, hoe, bitch, whore is these days. My take on skanks it, maybe their life isn't right. I don't feel bad for them. Personally, I think bitches need to get some self-respect. And I'm not going to totally diss them because myself, I wear belly shirts and tiny Hollister shorts. I'm wearing that right now. But we're fucking girls. Get the fuck over it, bro. Even if we're sitting at a damn lunch table and every fucking girl is wearing a mini skirts, Jimmy Choo heels and a bustier (go look it up if you're not familiar with it. Selena Gomez wore it on the cover of Cosmo.) and we see a girl wearing the same thing, we're going to fucking talk trash about them. That's like, the fucking girl rules. Got it?! So everybody needs to calm their fucking shit and learn that we talk trash no matter if the girl is your fucking sworn enemy or your best friend. Now I'm fucking out. Fucking bye.


Quote Of The Post: If boys will be boys, why can't girls be girls?


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

How To Make Your Period Come Faster.

Hey guys/girls! So as you know, I am a 13 year-old girl. Duh. And I am going to get my period soon. Duh. Hopefully. Now, when you're a girl and you still have not gotten your period and you're around people that have already gotten it many times in their life, you start to get a little jealous. I know I have. And to be honest, it is exactly 1:30 a.m. right now and I have been researching how to make my period come faster since 11:50 p.m. tonight. So, yeah. And I found this remedy. Basically, it's called Herbs Parsley Tea. And there is many benefits of it:
1. Inducing your period, which I want too.
2. Getting rid of fatness.
3. Regulating your period.
So many people have written online:
"I am going on vacation and I want to make my period come faster, so I can get over the heavier days before my vacation actually starts. How can I induce my period?!" So, I wanted to induce my period because I want it! I know that when I get it, I'm probably not going to want it. And a lot of people are just like, stop trying to rush your childhood hood and all but I'm just sitting here like, shut the fuck up. I want my fucking period dumb-ass bitch. Yeah. I am growing up in a world where there always talking about people on their periods. Like in lacrosse, "When people check me while I'm on my period, probably not a good fucking idea." Well, I want to see how bad it is and if it makes you a total monster or not. I've had dreams about my period coming and I just fucking want it. I know how to insert a tampon and pad, I'm all ready. I have my little, 'starter period kit' and shit. So, I want it really bad. And at first, I wasn't getting any luck. Every article I read just said:
"When you get it, you won't want it." 
Or:
"There is no possible way. So just stop trying." But than, lil' ol' me went to yahoo answers and found out about this tea. So for all you girls trying to get your period like me, this is how.
Herbs Parsley Tea. 
Parsley is a type of plant and herbs is a season, that green stuff that they put on your pizza. I don't know to much about it. Or whatever. So, here's how you make it: 


1. Buy Parsley at your local supermarket and/or at your local health food store.
2. Chop up the parsley. 
3. Put 2 teaspoons of DRIED parsley into a cup.
4. Boil water.
5. Pour the boiled water into the cup that the dry parsley is in.
6. Let it sit for a couple of minutes. 
7. Drink it.


So I don't think that could get any simpler. If you want your period to come quicker, just there you go. 


Quote Of The Post: If you can defy gravity, you can defy puberty.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

Another New Story...

Hey guisee.........(: So as you can tell by the title I am writing a new story. Luhduh. I want to make this quick, so this is just the beginning and yeah...here it is:

        I love the first day of school. Especially when you're a senior. Teachers go easier, girls are less dramatic and guys are less...douche-bag like. 

I took a final glance at the ensemble I had put together for the last first day of the best years of my life—a semi-cropped yellow bustier, a floral yellow and pink mini skirt and a pair of my favorite Jimmy Choo subtle pink heels. Well, as subtle as 5 inches can get—and finally, as I do before every day of my life for 17 years, I gave a mental kiss to the hair gods for my dark brown, messy, bed-head, beach waves. I walked to my desk and put in the most stunning pair of blue contacts I owned and a dab of my most absolute perfect MAC lip gloss. Now I was ready. Who am I kidding? I was born ready.

"Hey gorgeous!" My mom greeted as she placed two egg's on a plastic plate with a side of turkey bacon, my breakfast tradition for the first day of school. I checked the tips of my perfectly-manicured nails, making sure I could pick up my bacon without causing a disaster. 

"Morning mother." I blew her an air kiss and swiftly slid into our little booth dining table that she picked up from a garage sale. Mom says it's vintage, I say it's old. Just like the coocoo clock hanging above our stove.

So, yeah. I just wanted to quickly do this because I am in a huuuuge rush. Bye, love you all!


Alright...so I am back in drafts because I'm not in a rush right now. So, yeah. Anyway, this book is going to be about three people. A girl named Aspyn, a girl named Heather and a guy named Hale. So I am just making this up on the spot, so if it sucks, whatever. Screw you. Who the fuck are you? Okay, let's fucking start this shit. Aspyn and Heather have been best friends forevs. And than Aspyn meets this guy, Hale. And he's so fucking perfect, blah blah blah. But he's Heather's ex-boyfriend. I don't know. That's all I got's. Uh-huh. Alright. Bye, I guess.


OHOHOH, I WROTE MORE! So here is what you just read and more:



        I love the first day of school. Especially when you're a senior. Teachers go easier, girls are less dramatic and guys are less immature. 
I took a final glance at the ensemble I had put together for the last first day of the best years of my life—a semi-cropped yellow bustier, a floral yellow and pink mini skirt and a pair of my favorite Jimmy Choo subtle pink heels. Well, as subtle as 5 inches can get—and finally, as I do before every day of my life for 17 years, I gave a mental kiss to the hair gods for my dark brown, messy, bed-head, beach waves. I walked to my desk and put in the most stunning pair of blue contacts I owned and a dab of my most absolute perfect MAC lip gloss. Now I was ready. Who am I kidding? I was born ready.
"Hey gorgeous!" My mom greeted as she placed two egg's on a plastic plate with a side of turkey bacon, my breakfast tradition for the first day of school. I checked the tips of my perfectly-manicured nails, making sure I could pick up my bacon without causing a disaster. 
"Morning mother." I blew her an air kiss and swiftly slid into our little booth dining table that she picked up from a garage sale. Mom says it's vintage, I say it's old. Just like the coocoo clock hanging above our stove. After she handed me my breakfast plate, she took a seat next to me with a cup of steaming hot coffee and of course, a college brochure. 
"Oh Mom, please. Not right now. It's September." She shrugged.
"Aspyn, you haven't sent one college application in yet, you need to get a move on it." I ignore my mother's watchful eyes and groan. She could've at least waited until the second day of school. But that's just like my mother. After my dad left, or took a little trip, as my mom calls it, she has been trying to start a new lfe. Trying to find more love, and trying to give me everything she never had and trying to get a promotion. Which was fine and all, but sometimes she went a little overboard with trying to help me. When she found out that I was serious about college, she jumped right on it. Just to calm her down a bit I told her that I might want to take a year off—which I would so never actually do—but that just kicked her motherly senses into overdrive.
I grab the brochure from her hand and flick the glossy trifold into the garbage can, scoring a beautiful 3-pointer as it lands with a swish. 
I quickly finish my eggs and bacon just as Mom tries to start in on me, she's already fishing the brochure out of the can. I point to the clock and quickly grab the keys to my Vespa. 
"Gotta go! Love you." I call as I practically run out of the door. As usual, my silver Vespa is sitting in the driveway parked behind Mom's car. My bestfriend, Heather, is already shutting the door to her red Chevy pick-up truck when I yell,
"Hey loser!" She playfully gives me the finger and than shuts the door. I can already hear her typical mainstream music blasting from the radio. That's Heather for you.
I'm ready for the race. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and here I am, taking my position, revving up the motor and hoping to not crash and burn on the last lap of adolescense.  




"...Aspyn Hanover." I hear my name being called. I look up from the syllabus my homeroom teacher passed out and called, "Here.” 
2nd period was probably my least favorite class, math. But who does like that? Mr. Plotkin was a short, bald, paunchy looking man and he sounded just as dreadful as his description. For some reason, he wasn’t happy. Ever. I heard a few rumors that his wife died 10 years ago today, but when he had our mandatory annual end-of-the-year party and she brought in cookies, I knew that was a bust. And than there was that he was getting fired. But he is still here. And the most outrageous was that he was a physcopathic serial killer and he was getting tired of being on the run from cops, so he was just never happy to be around children. There wasn’t a lulepole out of that one, but I highly doubt it’s true.
“Okay, class. Some of you gremlins are new and others are on your senior year of triginomitry. So, triginomitry. That would be shapes, correct?” I groaned and leaned back in the brown desk. This was going to be a looooong class.
I had exactly four periods with Heather. Period 3, period 4, period 7 and period 8. 


        Uh, huh. That's it. Bye-bye.

Quote Of The Post: Inspiration. Bye.

XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

TGBTL Gets A New Look.

So, I thought the whole blue thing was getting kind of old and being 'The Girl Behind The Laptop' I couldn't just be ordinary and go with a one-color scheme. Where's the fun in that? So I made the main background mint green, the header purple and the outer-background purple. What do you think? Tell me in the comments below!

Quote Of The Laptop: Sometimes change is good.

Long Time, No See.

Like my mustache touch? So I know it has been a long time and all and I kind of have been feeling bad. And I definitely should NOT abandon this blog because honestly, I am never going to be able to have another blog like this where I am brutally honest. But anyways, I am going to Splish Splash today. It's 4:38 a.m. right now and since I'm an insomniac basically I wanted to make sure I stayed up so that I could be up and get ready early. I don't know, I'm soooo excited. So, yeah. Some rides that I plan on going on: 
Cliff Diver
Dragons Den
Hollywood Stunt Ride
Family Ride
Shot Gun Falls
Alien Invasion
Lazy River 
Surf City (The Wave Pool) 
I just hope my friend will want to go on a few of them. We've already planned out Dragon's Den, Hollywood Stunt Ride, Family Ride and Shot Gun Falls. So, that's going to be exciting. And I can't waaaittttt! I think that's it.
As always...
I'm in love with Harry Styles.
I'm a landshark.
I rule the world.
And I'm a 13-year-old girl trying to figure her life out. So, yeah. Bye.


Quote Of The Post: There is none, you know? Just, have fun in life. I guess.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop

TGBTL Tells It All: Chapter 1.

So I might not be the golden one. When a tragedy happens and you can't seem to get through a day without feeling depressed, thoughts of suicide or crying, you're supposed to get help, right? Guys, there's something wrong with me. I think. So I feel like my life is all screwed up. I feel like nobody gets it and why is every single amount of pressure put on me?!?!?!?!?! Does anybody have any idea how much it sucks?
My dad is scum.
My cousin is dead.
My mom is never around. 
My sister lives with the worst woman to ever live.
I hate it. why does life just seem to suck somtimes it is just like nobody gives a crap anymore and nobody see's my sadness when i cry i go into my bathroom and cry for a few minutes and than i have to immediately stop and pretend like i wasnt crying and drink water and make funny faces so my face stops being red when i go back out to my family and i have to stop my crying and it sucks. but, i'm done right now. i'll talk to you guys later. Bye.


Quote Of The Post: Don't sweat the small stuff.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

My FAV Summer T.V. Shows!

Hey everyone! So, the title of this post kind of gives away the main idea...but I'll let it slide just this one time. So, today I am going to be doing a 'Favorite Summer T.V.  Shows!' post. I have 3 favorite shows in the Summer time that I love to watch. One of them just recently started (so I'll let you know which one! But I bet you'll guess right away) and the other 2 have been on since before I was born! But it's kind of funny because all these shows come on right after each other. #1 comes on from 10 p.m.-1 a.m. #2 comes on from 1 a.m.-2 a.m. and #3 comes on from 2 a.m.-3 a.m. and all these shows are on Channel 33! Wait, But #2 comes on from 9 p.m. - 10 p.m. too, but I always watch the late night one too! Okay, let's start:


1. Friends
    I'm sure we all know what the show Friends is. It is about 6 friends. Monica, Ross, (who are actually brother and sister in the show) Rachel, Pheobe, Joey, and Chandler. They are all around 20-30. We watch them grow up for 10 years so they all eventually become 30. I love this show because it's funny and real and it doesn't get any better than this. My favorite characters are probably Pheobe, Chandler, and Joey, They're all the funniest ones and I just love that!


2. HOLLYWOOD HEIGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THIS IS MY ALL TIME FAVORITE SHOW. WITHOUT A DOUBT. I FREAKING LOVE IT. IT IS SO FUCKING AMAZING IT WILL BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF. It isn't a reality show, btdubs. So Eddie Duran is this famous guy, famous Hollywood singer and shit. So, he has this girlfriend, Chloe Carter, who is secretly sneaking around with the guy Eddie hates, she is doing this until Eddie asks her to marry him. And than there is Loren, Melissa, Adam, Phil and Adrianna. They are all teens who go to the same high school. Loren is a goody-goody song writer and her two best friends are Melissa and Adam. Melissa is really outgoing and always makes Loren try new thing. Adam is just kind of there. But he once liked Loren and now he is going out with Melissa. Phil steals things and than sells them to other bad guys off the street. Adriana is a bitch. She is a blonde, the daughter of a doctor and just totally and utterly a stupid, slutty, bitch. Kind of like that girl I was telling you about, Felicia Cangin. So somehow they all connect and yeah. WATCH THE SHOW!


#3. Yes, Dear
This show is about 2 families. Family #1 is Kim, Greg, and Sammie. Kim and Greg are the husband and wife and than they have a son who we watch grow up until 7. And than there is another family who lives in there guest house. Kim's sister, Greg's brother-in-law and there kids. So, yeah.


You guy's should go check these shows out! I love them and I hope you do too. Bye.


Quote Of The Post: Sometimes being an insomniac helps you find things you love.

I Give Up + Getting Out Of Hand!

Okay...yes I realize that it is June 3rd, I'm not stupid. I already failed at the June Photo-A-Day challenge thing. Let's face it, I just do not ever take a picture every day of my life, so screw it. And than the second thing is my blog. I'm starting to feel like I need to post every single day. NO! If I want to take a fucking week off from posting your bet your great aunt Sally's ass I'm fucking taking off from posting. Not that it's been a problem with anybody, I'm just making that clear. So, yeah. I might not get a post up everyday but it's the thought that counts, ya' know? But, I really don't know what to talk about. I'm so cold right now. Maybe I should turn the fan off. Eh, who cares? Maybe I do. Yeah, I should get up and turn the fan off, but I'm to lazy, and comfortable. The cold-ness is making me less comfortable. Okay, here we go. I'm going to turn the fan off. The fan is off. I am already less cold! Woohoo for my smart-ness. This post is going nowhere. Okay, I just pulled an all-nighter. I've been up since 1:02 p.m. in the afternoon July 2, 2012 and now it is 8:17 a.m. in the morning July 3, 2012 and I have still not gone to sleep. How many hours is that? 19 hours. Wow, almost a full 24 hours. 

Now I'm going to attempt to go to sleep because we all know that all nighter = zombie face. And moisturizer won't help this one. Goodnight guys(: Sweet dreams!

Quote Of The Post: Never try to pull an all-nighter. They suck. And you're the only one left up.

XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

IS TGBTL Writing A Book?!

Hey everyone! To start off, do you guys see the picture? It's 'Hale'. You'll get it later. So today I am going to be writing something new...not like, a problem in my life. I decided to write a book. And this isn't just something that randomly popped into my head, I've been writing since I was able to hold a pencil...and type. But the thing is, I have noticed that a lot of un-authory stars have been writing books lately. Kendall and Kylie Jenner, Snooki, Elle and Blair Fowler, Stephanie Meyer. <---- That one was a joke, btdubs. But, I have been getting kind of jealous. Come on now, I'm 13 and I've probably been writing longer than all of them. Trust me, if you saw how many times I've made stories, deleted them off of my computer, threw them out of my notebooks. Everything. Tons and tons of stories. But, the post is, I want to tell you about my book. There are 2 characters:


Leah Rose Bishop
Jacob Diver-Adams Hale


They're both 16 and the story is just of these 2 best friends, one male, one female. Obviously. And they're kind of both in loooove with each other, they just don't know it. Hasn't  yet discovered it about themselves and not yet about each other. I thought about making the idea an Off-To-College Bucket List. You know, they're going on a roadtrip to together and they make a Bucket List. Along the way, they do their bucket list items and they end up back from where they started, now they end up together and than they go to college. I think it'll be a cute story. If I really want to do this, I plan to have it out on shelves by Summer 2013. The story is based in 2011. So, yeah. Here is what I've written so far. This is the finished prologue:



        "Hale, are we back in 5th grade now?" I said through my laughs. He jumped up off of me, finally, and stood above my slender body and smiled evily.
"Oh sweet little Leah Bishop. I forgot, she's to perfectly prim to engage in any fun activities." He pretended to twirl a piece of hair as he imitated half the girls in our high school. I rolled my eyes and held out my hands, signaling for him to help me up now. In a second, I was standing face to face with him again.
Jacob Hale was definitely a fine piece of work. With a family as wealthy as they come, and attitude as douchebag-like as they come, and also my best friend. Somehow. When most girls look, excuse me—stare, at Hale, they see an uberly handsome young man. With chocolate brown hair, perfectly rounded baby blue eyes, pink lips, a cute little button nose, a well-built, muscular body and, money. When I look at him, I see a sweet, little, innocent boy I met at the local park 11 years ago. The one I had sleepover's with, still to this day—16-years-old, the one who wore only Superman pajamas and cuddled me while he snored immesenly loud in my ear while he slept. He was Hale, and there was no way of denying that. 
"God Hale, I really hate you." He snorted and plopped on his family's oldest white, leather couch. 
"Lee, you couldn't hate me if I dressed up as Osama Bin Laden and killed your entire family. You loooove me." That was some rediculous fantasy Hale apparently had in his mind, that I was in love with him or something. Yes, I love him, like he was my own brother, but I wasn't in love with him. Who could ever be in loooove with Jacob Diver-Adams Hale? 
"Everybody." Wait, did I actually say that out loud? I scoffed. Hale was so full of himself. 
"Come, sit with me Leah." He said in the creepy voice a guy who is about to ask you into his van says. "Not Sure if I should, Hale." "Pleeeease?" I took a seat on his lap and rested my head on his shoulder. This guy was crazy. I didn't once have a normal second with Hale. Every hour, every minute, every second was like a new adventure and sometimes I just couldn't handle it. He sounded serious right about now and anything could come out of this kid's mouth. Anything. If Hale said he was pregnant, you would believe him. Even though it's physically impossible, that's just Hale. He...has a weird, boyish charm that even I, his best friend for 11 years, couldn't figure out. 
"What is it?" 
"Tell me the story."
"The story?" My nose scrunched up in a funny way and I tried searching my brain for a story. Any story. But he got me. 
"Refresh my memory?" Hale sighed annoyingly and waved his hand dismissively.
"Of how we met, silly. That's my favorite." I circled my mouth into an 'O' shape and started in on the story.
"Okay, it was the year 2000 and a certain little, mischevious, blonde boy was well, being mischevious. His mom was talking to an old high school flame and he wandered off into the girl's bathroom. Only to find a young girl was washing her hands. And than, the little boy, I forgot what his name was. Hale, maybe...," I drifted off into the story that I could never possibly forget in a million years, stroking Hale's hair with every word I said. As I looked back at him, every time an important part came, I didn't see my best friend who was 16-years-old, wealthy and handsome. I saw the little boy who wandered off into the girl's bathroom 11 years ago, who I became best friends with 10 minutes after he walked into my life.



So, that's everything. Please, no stealing. Yeah, okay! Bye guys.(:




Quote Of The Post: If you believe in something great, you can achieve something great.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

July Photo-A-Day Challenge #1: Self-Portrait!

Hey everyone! So, today I am starting the July Photo-A-Day Challenge! And btw, this post is just going to be quick btdubs! So, anyway, the first challenge is to do a self-portrait, so I didn't have paint, so I just quickly drew a stick figure. I am skinny, but not stick, obviously. I have brown hair, brown eyes, pink lips. Average girl, oh, but not purple eyelashes! So, there you go. My first photo-a-day challenge! Oh and if you know who I am and you know my twitter, I'm posting it on Twitter too!
Okay, guys, love you bye.


Quote Of The Post: Not everybody is an artist.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.

Mixed Messages..

Do you guys see what the fuck this is? Yeah. A mixed message. It's saying 'Do not enter' and than it's saying that it's the only entrance. Why I'm posting this is because I'm a teenage girl. What the fuck? So anyway, I really like this guy named Shane Kroll. Yeah, anyway, I know I'm probably not supposed to talk about who I like or use real names, but I can't help it. I feel like I'm in love. So anyway, my Summer was going perfectly fine. I was at the beach with my friend the other day and I saw and he hugged me....shirtless...under water. Well, most of us was under water...not our heads. Anyway, he hugged me and I didn't think about him sense, but my best friend totally knows I like him. So, last night, we went to the movies to go see a movie, obvi. Our plan was originally to go see Magic Mike, than we wanted to see Ted instead. But when we got there, he was there and my friend pointed him out and than he hugged me and put his number in my phone. So, we kind of pretended like we were planning to go see Abe Lincoln: The Vampire Hunter and we went. So he sat behind us. He leaned forward and turned my head slightly so I could see what he was doing and he kissed me. And it wasn't exactly magical or on my lips...but close to both of those things. And yeah, so I'm going to try and see what he is doing Wednesday and maybe him, me, my best friend and his best friend could all go to the beach together....hmm...but might I add, I started this post last night before he actually texted me back. Okay, it's the next day. My first text was: so, how did that wonderful movie end? And he texted back: abe got bit. Okay, for one, he could have put a little more effort into that...not going to lie. but than i texted him: sounds like a pretty sucky ending. guess we should've stayed with you... and than he writes: yep lol. Come on, bro like show a girl you care please. God, whatever. I haven't texted him back yet. I'm still going to ask him what he's doing on Wednesday. Maybe we'll go somewhere. Who knows? So, yeah. I just...don't feel like I'm wanted. Okay, bye.

Quote Of The Post: A girl can't read minds. You have to show her what's on it.


XO, The Girl Behind The Laptop.