Miss Morbid and the Winter Break To-Do List

Hey reader,

I have three weeks off for Winter Break and I'm very excited to get started on this list:

• Start documentary for U.S. History
• Finish video about the Scottsboro case
• Start seriously planning Crimson Brown's Betrayal series
• Write a short story
• Read 3 books
• Wrap mom and my sister's presents before Christmas

Miss Morbid and the Documentary

Hey reader,

I've always wanted to create a documentary and now I finally have the chance. My U.S. History teacher decided to have us put together a documentary on just about anything we want as long as it relates to history for an assignment.

Now that I have my video camera and will be getting a video editing system for Christmas, I'm almost set. I even have the story I'm going to do and some of the research due to Ancestry.com.

My mom told me that my great great grandpa Jefferson Davis Martin (named aptly after the president of the Confederacy) had a farm in Oklahoma where he would hide out criminals like Pretty Boy Floyd and it's even said Bonnie and Clyde stayed a bit on the farm. I'm going to get a lot of the story from my great uncle Dan who loves researching this family stuff but if anyone knows where I can find old arrest records from the 1920s or 30s online (Grandpa Martin was imprisoned for two years for hiding out Pretty Boy Floyd) that would be great. I'm trying to collect as many sources as I can.

God, who would have thought my great great grandpa could have housed Bonnie and Clyde? Haha and it's also a rumor in the family that his twin, Jemimiah Martin, killed her husband. I love family. Haha!

Miss Morbid and the Memory of Vladimir

Hey reader,

I haven't posted anything in a month. Ugh. Sorry. Even though no one really reads this blog anyway.

BUT

I've been so busy with school and emotions and all that stuff... I got an A in my first college class (and I'm 16!) and finals are starting tomorrow. I can't wait to be done with physics. But then I have chemistry and pre-calculus... ugh...

Also, I must share some very sad news with you, reader. My kitten, Vladimir, who was only four months old, died of diabetes on Wednesday. He was such a good kitten for a stray. He was the first cat who really stole my heart. He was like a dog but only weighing four pounds and with a cute gray cat-face and body. He was silly and just amazing. My mom, sister, and I are missing him dearly. It's hard to loose someone you've bottle-fed formula when they were only four weeks old.

We had such a hard time these last few days without little Vlady. Missing the pitter-patter of little kitten feet, my mom promised that we would go to a shelter to get two new cats. I didn't want two new cats. I wanted Vladimir. But just yesterday we got Demitri and Damien and... they're kind of growing on my but it will take a while until I can stop comparing them to Vladimir.

It makes me feel so bad by comparing them to him but I know they're not him and they deserve really good homes but... it will take a while for me to bond with Demitri and Damien like I did with Vlad but I'll try.

Miss Morbid and the Fitness Center

Hey reader,

You know what? I thought that by the time I reached my junior year of high school, I'd be done with P.E. and Spanish. But what do you know? I go to the Fitness Center every Tuesday and Thursday to get in my P.E. hours and then I get ready for Spanish class. All because I missed two weeks of school in my sophomore year and need ONE CREDIT in each of the classes I missed.

I can't wait until I'm done with physical education for good and can just stalk the library on my free time. Ah, only eleven more hours working my ass off (literally) in that sweaty Fitness Center.

God, I have so much school work and two college tests on Wednesday. I feel so horrible. I just want to runaway so I won't have to deal with this stuff but I don't have any money whatsoever and I know my mom would be heartbroken. Life was so much easier in independent study. I wish I could go back but my mom will probably die before she would let that happen.

Miss Morbid and the Creation of Things

Hey reader,

Ever since I entered eighth grade I have been working on a fictional world for my book series. But now that the passion and logic for that particular book series are gone, it's time to start over about four years later. And I'm incorporating traditional mythological creatures together this time with a few of my own creatures from my last attempt at a fictional world.

I won't share a plethora about it because I don't even know much about it yet but I'll tell you that it will be called the World of Myths. It will be controlled by sorcerers and sorceresses with potion-making witches, warring fairies, mistreated werewolves and hidden vampires thrown in (although I hope it doesn't seem just "thrown in" when someone is reading it). There will be other creatures, too, that I've collected from other cultures. I like the Emere which are children who can go from our world to the afterlife but I'm not sure if they are going to be in the story yet).

I am also working on a list. A list of 101 things to do in 1001 days. And I need to finish it soon so I can start the 1001 days! I have 86 things written down and I'll post the list on a page once it is done but, to help me get this done, will anyone help me with a suggestion? Remember: I'm a sixteen-year-old girl with not much money and not even a driver's license (yet... it's on my list).

Miss Morbid and the Psychotic Mother

Hey reader,

I have never had to deal with a creature this complex before: the overprotective boyfriend's mother. But she's not just overprotective, she is fucking insane! She starts by saying she is okay but disappointed in our relationship because my boyfriend is not supposed to have a girlfriend until he finishes school. Now, she's yelling at him to break up with me and is threatening not only to have a "meeting with the principal" about this but also threatening to put a restraining order on me and maybe even move away.

All because a sixteen-year-old male likes a female (aka me). She's freaking insane. She even "damned" our relationship so I had my mother and grandma bless it so I have two blesses against her damn. Haha.

But she hasn't even met me either! She calls me a slut because I'm white and says all white girls have it in their blood to be sluts. By that false reasoning I could easily say that all Latina girls are sluts but I'm not going to say that because not all of them are. I know many Latinas who are not sluts. (Although she doesn't help any of them by her getting knocked up with a teenaged pregnancy.)

Although, you know us crazy white girls who "go from cock to cock".

I don't know if I should be dreading or looking forward to when my mom meets his mom because if she says anything about me that's derogatory... oh there's a reason why we call my mom Mighty Mouse.

God. I can't wait to meet this woman.

Miss Morbid and the Month of November

Hey reader,

I know this isn't a good way to start off a blog by saying I won't be posting much this month but I won't be posting much this month. NaNoWriMo is in full swing and this year I'm a participant! If you want to check out my profile it is MissMorbid. Friend me?

Well I also got my little paws on The Knife of Never Letting Go's sequel, The Ask and the Answer so that will be taking up my time as much as all this freaking school work.

Oh yeah, and I have to do 18 hours in the Fitness Center this month because I've been putting it off. God. November's going to be a BUSY month.

Don't worry though, I'll try to have at least two posts up (like you really care) by the end of the month. For those interested in my NaNoWriMo progress, I'll probably post about my journey through the hell that is writing a book in a month as well as trying to get A's in high school. What a life.