Kiera the Angry Cookie

This is a story written in dedication to one of my bffls, Kiera, who offered to beat the crap outta Kyle for me ^-^. Luv her much.

Kiera the Angry Cookie
Written and illistrated by me, Brooke
Story idea by Scott



Once upon a time there was a cookie named Kiera. She was a very happy cookie. She rode cookie horses and hung out with her other cookie friends.




But one day, an evil hispanic cookie was a big meanie to Kiera's BFFL Brooke. Thus Kiera became a very angry cookie.



So she snapped the evil hispasian cookie in half.



And then everyone in Cookie Land was happy once more.

Broke things off

I broke things off with Kyle because...
He said that he loved me. He doesn't know me!
He wanted me to put him before riding!
He was all like 'I want you so bad' and before he said he wanted to take it slow.
He texted me at THREE A.M to ask if I was awake. I wanted to find him and push him out a window.

And now he's being a macho jerk and saying that he was going to break it off anyway. Asshat.

Merry Christmas Everyone!!!

It's the twenty fourth, but I PROBABLY won't be able to have the time to compose a little update tomorrow unless it's a stock list of what I got for Christmas, so I just wanted to wish my readers{if any} a Merry Christmas.

xBrooke

Weeee!

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This is from the concert two nights ago. This is after our bit and my friend Melissa and I are in the gym. I told them how my brothers used to spin me around and make me walk in straight lines. Then they told me to see if I could walk on a straight line. I tried and I fell off the line. So then they dared me to it again adn this is the video of it. Gorgeous me, no? I go hysterical after falling. For some reason I thought it was so hilarious.

No, I was not drunk. ^-^

Oi ve!

Hiyo all.

I'm going to cut right to the chase since I haven't got much time.As most of you know, I have had a crush on "senior F". Now "senior F" was/is my first real crush. Like the first one to get butterflies and make me blush and stuff. So I've liked him for like five months now, and for me that's a lot. Thank God the crush has been dying down though, so now it's more of an attraction or something.

The reason it has died down? you may be asking yourself. Well coz I met this guy, "guy K". Let me start off by saying that I am not a boy-obsessed person. I'm not one of the peoples that gets 'crushes' every three days. "Boy K" started out as my friend. And we just kind of clicked immediatly. We could talk openly and easily to each other by day two. And when I'm with "senior F", it's kind of awkward. But not with "Boy K". With "Boy K", everything just kinda feels right. It might just be the fact that's he's my friend, or maybe my horomones are acting up and my heart's getting ahead of my head. But it's like, if we hug or anything, everything just clicks and feels right.I know that I sound like a wierdo and that my horomones are probably bouncing off the walls at the moment and that's the quick explanation but still it's wierd.

Urg I can't describe it well on the computer. Grr. So as you can imagine, I'm pretty confused. Because although I think I'm starting to feel more for "Boy K" than for "senior F", I still get butterflies around him and get all giddy and stuff. But then with "Boy K" it's totally different, in a way. My friends say let time take it's course, but I'm so impatient and bad at these things.

Horomones can bite rat butt at the moment, I REALLY don't like being a teenager.

Oh and by the way, my school had our concert last night and chorus ROCKED OUT MAN!!! I mean seriously, we did the best we had ever done and everyone loved it. Sure we weren't as fancy as chorale, but we were still amazing. I even got to hang out with "Boy K" for like, an hour and a half after the chorale and chorus were done. ^-^ Yay me.

It Snowed Today!

Okay, for all you people who think I live in Alaska coz my pro says so, you're wrong. Well, where I live, we haven't gotten snow before Christmas in three years. But today it snowed! Only about an inch, but it still snowed! And we're supposed to get more through the night and on Wednesday too! I'm so happy.

There is a little problem with "senior F", though. You see, "senior F" is in chorale, which is a chorus course for people who actually have really good talent. But anyway. Chorale and Mixed Chorus(what I'm in) had to sing at a stupid tree lighting thing last night. It was FREEZING and we only sung like three songs. It was a total waste of an hour that I could have spent at my friend "friend S"'s party. -.- Well anyway, I talked to him, and though he was MUCH warmer than he was on Thursday(I found out the reason, he had failed two tests on Wednesday), he was still kind of distant. He didn't hold eye contact and he was fidgety. But it was better than nothing. But I still want to talk things over with him. This is what I'm planning to say:

"Franny, can we talk?" he'll say yes, he always does. And then I'll say, "Before you say anything let me finish. Okay. Did I say or do something to offend you in any way? Because if I did, I'd like to know what it is that I said or did and try and explain myself or apologize. I'm asking this because lately you have been fluctuating moods. One day you're really nice and then the next you're kinda distant. Now I understand about the tests and I know we're all humand and we have our moody days, but this seemed to happen fast. Like when we would talk, you would actually look at me or make eye contact. Now you kind of just glance over and it makes me think that you a.)really don't care what I'm saying or b.)are trying to tell me to back off. I know we're not great friends and if you don't even want to call us friends and associate with me, I'll bow out gracefully. I'm sorry if I said or did anything to offend you, but I really probably didn't mean it. And if I'm just plain annoying, tell me. I don't want to be like every other immature ninth grader. And that means you can tell me if you want me to back off. I don't want to annoy you. So just tell me to back off and I will cleanly and quietly. Just tell me the truth." Good, yes or no? Hopefully sounds good.

Proud of Myself

I'm pretty proud of myself at the moment. Today was hard as heck, with the whole "senior F" thing going on, but I made it through. And I was my stupid, hard-headed self, which was even harder. To let him know how I felt, I would catch his eye in the halls where we pass on our way to classes and then tighten my jaw to look away. There were several times in the day where I thought he was going to say something, but I looked away just in time to snub him off. It may seem mean to you, but for me it's a great accomplishment. I'm not a nasty person at heart, and find it hard to snub people off like that. But I wanted him to see what it felt like.

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I am currently working on a stupid project for my English class on Romeo and Juliet. I have to re-write the WHOLE stupid play and put it into modern speak. And I have to like, make as if I was writing a chapter book too. >.< I really hate Mrs. R(the teach.) right now.

Well I have A LOT of work to do and only two days to do it so I gotta go. Night!

xBrookex

Well, where do I start?

Well, where do I start? At the moment I feel like an idiot. -.- A very stressed out idiot, which tends to make things even worse. I mean, feeling like an idiot is one thing, and then having a million other things to worry about in life kind of just fuels the fire of stress.



How do I know I'm stressed? Well doesn't everyone just know? I mean how can one not know they're stressed, that's just wierd. I guess you could say one could feel stressed but confuse it for depression or sickness. I admit I've done that once or twice in my life.



But no one, lest I tell them, believes I'm stressed. They say I'm too up-beat, too happy. I must be a pretty good actress because even though I feel stressed, I put on a façade of happiness. But then again, some of my friends say that I don't appear stressed, even if I am alone. So this leaves me wondering; can one appear to be happy while forlorn and confusion lies within their deepest depths? Or are these feelings so deep that they are concealed by an outer layer of falsehood? Wow I sound like a philpsophy student right now...



So anyway. If you are wondering why I am so stressed, then my dear reader I feel myself obligated to share with you.



I have developed a serious crush on an older man, he is four years older than me. And a Freshman-Senior(For safety reasons I will not reveal HS or College or Uni) relationship is an almost impossible one to actually happen. And even though I knew this, I went for it. I was friendly, maybe a tiny bit flirty, but nothing much. I told myself repeatidly that it would never work(it never seems to work out for me anyway), and yet my heart thought otherwise and I basically went head over heels.



As I just mentioned, I have never had much luck with men. Therefore, I have basically sworn them off until I'm a wee bit older. But theeeeen I met this guy. For my sake, let's call him "senior F", mkay? So I actually met "senior F" back in the summer when I joined my school's Cross Country team. At first I was a bit nasty because one of my friends(now ex, we'll get to her later) was. And I am just realizing that this ex friend caused me to act much differently than I normally would. So anyway, he is in my Phys. Ed course and I actually got to know him. He is super sweet with eyes that melted my heart the minute I actually held his gaze.



And seriously, I thought he felt the same. My stupid naiivite(or however you spell the damned word). And my friends thought he liked me too. So maybe I flirted a little more, I dunno. But the more I got to know him, the more my heart would swell everytime I saw him or heard him talk. I was letting myself get in too deep and what's worse, I knew it! My friends told me to back off right away, that he was a senior and would be leaving school in the summer. But did I listen to my friends? Of course I didn't.



So apparently my state doesn't write enough. So because of that, all my courses are being given extra assignments...whoopdee doo. This includes the course I'm taking in voice. My teacher, Ms. B, assigned us to listen to songs and describe how the song made us feel, what it was about and how we could relate if we could. So using the upmost subtly I created the journal, writing mostly about love songs and how I could relate them to my feelings about "senior F". Well I dunno how, but I think she figured it out. I was positive that I was using subtly, but I guess my subtleness skills suck.



So yesterday I was on line at the cafe` and there is Ms. B, talking to "senior F"'s table. And as I walk out, my muffin in hand, she walks over and gives me this wierd, giggly 'I know something...' smile that really got to me. So when I asked her why she was smiling in such a way, she simply replied "I'm not smiling at anything". And after that, I got really shaky and I figured something was up. Ms. B was crazy, but I'd never seen that look on her face. So I left the cafe`, scared on my life.

And there is are a few points in the day where I pass "senior F" on my way to classes. In this day, there was only one point left. And when I passed that point, he didn't even acknolwedge my presence. So that's about when I started to freak out. Not on the outside, as I stated way up above, but on the inside.

And today we had our Phys. Ed course together. And he barely talked to me. He didn't make eye contact, and basically gave me the cold shoulder. Not only did this leave me hurt, but pissed off. I mean come on! He's the senior in this situation. He should be handling this maturely, not like a second grader. And then in the halls on our way to our classes, while I said a friendly "Hey "senior F"," he adverted his eyes and said "Hi Brooke..." and kept walking. I felt unjustifiably snubbed.

So being my stubborn, hard headed self, instead of being the mature one in the situation I snubbed him in the hallway. I caught his eys, hardened my jaw and looked away. I felt like I was going to cry. This has got to be one of the biggest infatuations I've ever had with a person, and for all of this to be ripped away like this was hard. And it was hard snubbing him, because I really didn't want to.

So I don't cry over guys, it's my rule to myself. And although I tell myself that, it's really hard to keep myself from doing so. And what's worse is that I STILL WANT HIM. It's not fair. I shouldn't want him like this. I guess now I feel bad too. Because I was immature and snubbed him I could have potentially ruined a friendship. I should have been mature and smiled. Now I don't cry over guys, but I do over friendships. Right now I want to crawl under a rock for letting myself be so stupid. I mean, I know I'm like romantically challenged, so I never should have tried.

xBrookex