Monica is a 13-year old pycho with a love for crimson-haired bishies from Saiyuki and blood-sucking vampires from Anne Rice novels. She has shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes. Her favorite actress is Angelina Jolie and her favorite actor is Johnny Depp. She is obsessed with anime & mangas. Her favorite band is the Goo Goo Dolls. People describe her as nice, naive, pycho, deep, hyper, morbid, and outgoing (at times). She lives in New Jersey but wants to live in NYC. Monica is also a vegitarian and loves penguins.

I Love
Everyone, rain, Gojyo, all the vampires from the Vampire Chronicles, Kurama, Sanzo, night, crimson, silver, purple, black, pink, green, blue, white, everyone, Angelina Jolie, Johnny Depp, Ethan Hawke, Julia Stiles, Christina Ricci, Orlando Bloom, anime, movies, books, writing, webdesign, drawing, painting, roleplaying, talking, being insane, Rock & Roll, Soft Rock, New Age music, Anne Rice, Harry Potter, Steven King, LOTR.

I Dislike
Coldness, hate, complete silence, stereotypes, lack of indivuality, anime-haters, lack of compassion, pessimistic attitudes, spam, public bathrooms, pop-ups.




Evanescence, Goo Goo Dolls, Gin Blossoms, Switchfoot, Norah Jones, Savage Garden, Smile Empty Soul, The Corrs, No Doubt, Alicia Keys, Jewel, Shawn Colvin, Michelle Branch, Linkin Park, Sarah Mclachlan, Shakira, Liz Phair, Ryan Cabrera, Dave Matthews Band, Relient K, FleetWood Mac, Nine Days, Third Eye Blind, Vertical Horizon, The Calling, Sugar Ray, Tonic, Fefe Dobson, John Mayer.



Shows
Saiyuki, Angel Sanctuary, Yu Yu Hakusho, Inuyasha, Cowboy Beebop, Hellsing, Trigun, Rurouni Kenshin, Samurai X, Law & Order, Law & Order : SVU, Law & Order : Criminal Intent, ER, Judging Amy, Seinfeld, The Simpsons, Family Guy, Whos Line is it Anyway?, the O.C., That 70's Show.

Movies to See
Troy, Raising Helen, Secret Window, Van Helsing, The Day After Tomorrow, The Passion of the Christ, Scooby Doo 2, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Man on Fire, Taking Lives, Shrek 2.



Queen of the Damned, The Little Book of Shakespeare Quotes, Hans Christian Anderson's Collection of Fairytales



May 17th - Language Arts Final
May 18th - Math Final
May 19th - Social Studies Final
May 20th - Science Final
May 21st - Religion Final
June 1st - Class Trip
June 4rd - Harry Potter 3!!
June 8th - Graduation Dance
June 9th - Graduation!
June 17th - Private Grad. Dance
June 18th - My Graduation Party


  
  
  
  

   


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Monday, July 19, 2004
New Blog

Sorry for the lack of updates. I've moved.


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Wednesday, June 09, 2004
Graduation

Hello.

In case you don't know, I graduated today. Graduated from the 8th grade, from SFS, from this world I've known forever.

I don't know if its sunk in yet..

This is something I feel deserves a very mundane explanitory post about what happened. So, I'll start with yesterday..

Yesterday.. it was the last realy day of school. The last time I ever wore a school uniform. The last day I sat at a desk and read what to do from the chalkboard. The last day I was so confused over whether or not to put my jacket in the freshly scrubbed locker or not that I went around asking people until I drove them crazy (At least I think I did..) The very last time.. the very last chance.. and again I wasted it.

After nine years at St. Francis, I don't think I've made much of myself. I've been such a miserable little gossip, never being true friends with anybody, never putting someone else in front of me.. until this year. I finally make something of myself, I find this place I can escape in and be myself. I'm the shyest person in the world, but when I'm there I can do a fucking tapdance and absolutely no one would bat an eye. Everyone is in such a unity of sorts.. such a private understanding.. its like we're family. We've been through everything together, and now thats been stripped away from us. From me.

I've spent a lot of my past years going over some hurdles, and it was these people I clung to. These people, whether they even knew what was going on or not, pulled me through. When I despaired, one smile could make me leap for joy. One wink, one hug, one word of kindess, even just a mere nod of the head in recognition makes me want to cry from sheer ecstasy. I truly, truly love these people. I wish them the best of luck in their futures, and hope so earnestly it hurts that every bit of their dreams come true... no matter how far-fetched. (PAUL WILL BE A FILM CRITIC!!)

We got let out on Tuesday at 11:30. From there we crowded into the library, got changed, went through some drama I can't talk about because people will get pissy, and then I walked downtown to get some lunch and met up with Olivia and Nikki. We had lunch at this really nice cafe, followed by getting manicures at Charming Nails for the dance. I also bought some make-up that I desperately needed with Jess, Diana, and Meg. I walked home after that, and then got ready for the dance.

My mom, by some strike of luck on my part, let me buy four dresses (I have to return at least one though..) I wore this hot pink dress for the dance with these black stilleto heels that have caused my feet to look like they were just dragged through the very pits of hell. When I got to the dance.. everyone looked so beautiful.. or, in the boy's case, handsome. I felt so self-consious I can't even describe it. I spent a full hour crying in the bathroom, and Lil and Christina tried to get me to stop crying and go dance by dancing on the tables.. XXDDD (Thanks, though..)

(P.S. Lyz, do you want to help you make that banner? You have the picture of those lovebirds, right? Aww!! XP)

The dance turned out to be really, really fun though, despite my severe backpain and my inability to dance (The adults were about to call 911 'cause it liked like I was having a seizure..) We all balled our eyes out at the end, and we even got our yearbooks. A drawing of an angel I submitted for the yearbooks got on the back cover!! I'm so happy.. even though the picture sucks. People probuly just took pity on me, lol.

Anyway, I woke up really early this morning so I could make it to the Graduation Mass. Everyone did splendidly of course, especially Lilac. We did our song, and from what input I've been getting, we did really good lol. Lilac's solo was of course sheer genius, and her strut from the altar was well put.

After that we went to the breakfast. It was lovely, and then it was followed by the presentation of our memory video. Its a tape made by Mrs. Kleman's nephew of all the years and stuff.. Oh boy, did I cry! We we're all sobbing, lol. I wanted to watch it again, but I don't trust myself..

Later in the day, after lunch with my dad and my grandmother at the Cheesecake Factory, I went to my graduation. I said the opening, and so far people have said that I did well. My mom hadn't actually known it was me speaking.. she said I sounded too grown-up, lol. Ah well. Oh, and I got a scholarship and an award! I'm so happy. Wow, can someone say arrogant? Eh.. I'm a Leo! Back off! ^^;; Just kidding. We sang our song again, and our class even got invited to Ms. Borrello's wedding. Yay!! Should be fun. Oh, and Jonathan was at graduation.. but he didn't remember me.. *breaks down crying* WAAAAHHH .. Okay, I'm calm now.. wow.. I need serious help.. I'm such a freak .. XP

Graduation ended, and then Rachael, Lyzabeth, and I went to Whats the Scoop? for ice cream. Very fun, lol. We even ran into Eddie and Kelly there.

Eep.. sorry I rushed everything. I'm just really, really tired so I apologize for gramatical erros and whatnot. Goodnight!

Scribbled at 10:47 pm by [name]
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Wednesday, June 09, 2004
I Will Remember You

I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I'm so tired, but I can't sleep
Standin' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much, but cannot say a word
Though we are screaming inside, oooh, we can't be heard

And I will remember you (doo be dum dum dum)
Will you remember me? (doo be dum dum)
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

Doo be dum dum dum
Doo be dum dum dum dum dum

I'm so afraid to love you, but more afraid to lose
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Where once, there was a darkness, a deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had, oh, you gave me light

And I will remember you (doo be dum dum dum)
Will you remember me? (doo be dum dum)
Don't let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

I will remember you (doo be dum dum dum)
Will you remember me? (doo be dum dum)
Don't let your life pass you by
Doo be dum dum dum

Weep not for the memories

I love you all. You know who you are.

Scribbled at 10:26 pm by [name]
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Sunday, June 06, 2004
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.. Again

Well, well.. we meet again!

How are you on this just splendidly dull morning? Oh how lovely those gray clouds look! How mystical the on-coming rain will be.. how truly beautiful I'm sure.

Anyway, last night I went to see Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban for the second time. To be honest, I liked it better the second time lol. I noticed more vividly how many mistakes they made (-_-;;), but I loved it none the less. However, there were these obnoxious kids in the thearter, the lights went on at the best part, and the sound system went out for a full thirty minutes. Those obnoxious kids? How were they such a nuisance? Well, they laughed in the most obnoxiously loud way when anyone else laughed, completely ruining the joke and then they threw skittles at people and screamed to each other throughout the entire movie. They eventually got kicked out, but it was all right. Oh, and on a sad note for Lyz, people did clap when Draco got punched. The only problem was that the lights went on at that very moment so many people we're too busy with the worrying about it to see it.. but, some still did clap. I didn't though, Lyz!

I'm sitting here in my dad's apartment waiting for one thirty to roll around so I can go home and get ready to go the town fair, or in Jess's point of view, the life-ruiner (Bit mellowdramatic, wouldn't you say? *sigh*)

Wow, I'm tired. I think I'll go read or something.. ta.

Scribbled at 12:13 pm by [name]
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Sunday, June 06, 2004
A Look At My Insane Self

In other words, I've become so bored I've resorted to posting more quizzes lol. Enjoy!


You Should Date An Italian!

You love for old fashioned romance, with an old fashioned guy
An Italian guy is the perfect candidate to be your prince charming
If your head doesn't spin enough, just down another espresso with him
Invest in a motorcycle helmet - and some carb blocker for all that pasta!

Which Foreign Guy Should You Date? Take This Quiz :-)


You Are a Soy Latte

Yeah, you've got a bit of that healthy hippie thing going on
But you're more Kate Hudson urban bohemian than Phish groupie
You're worldly and well traveled... and you know where to get the best coffee in town.
All your experience makes you a compassionate person - and a caring girlfriend.

What Kind Of Coffee Are You? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life (and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.


The Strokes
Garage rock! I like you... I like you alot! You
and indie are on the same plane for me! You
bring rock'n'roll down to its dirty roots,
whether being minimalist like The White Stripes
or retro like The Strokes. You keep on doing
what you're doing! Oh...and did I mention I
like you alot?

What genre of rock are you?
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365
You're Elemant is Wind. You're light-hearted,
care-free, kind, sensative, and mysterious. You
have friends and most absolutely love you. You
can be calm and soothing one minute and ragging
in anger the next so no one wants to get on
your bad side. You're beauty is inspiring and
magical.

What's Your Element(girls)? (PICTURES)
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Recluse.gif
You are most likely to be the Vampire
Recluse!

The Recluse hides from others, and more
importantly, itself. Ashamed of what it is and
what it has become, the recluse feels varying
degrees of guilt over the thought of having to
feed off the living; usually the recluse has
become a vampire against its will, or if a
voluntary act, quickly grows to resent this
decision. Often the recluse's physical
appearance will lack the influence of the
vampire charm, instead being replaced in equal
by the alluring quality of its heart.
Ironically, the recluse is often times a very
powerful vampire, perhaps gaining power from
its own aversion, or perhaps because its
painful clutches to its lost humanity
strengthen it.

Dominant personality trait: Guilt
Dominant color: White
Fictional Vampire Examples: Louis ('Interview with
the Vampire'), D ('Vampire Hunter D:
Bloodlust')

Curious to see how you would fare as a creature of
the night? Come this way...

Vampire Classification Quiz (w/ Pics)
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Saturday, June 05, 2004
I'm One Big Lie

I'm so cruel.

I really am. I feel as if I'm harboring such an anger inside of me I'm going to explode. I can't explain it.. I can't comprehend it really.. I never get angry. Even if I do, its more like being upset. I get sad.. I get distressed.. but angry? No, I just don't. I was cruel to someone.. someone who might have been being mean to my friend, but I was still cruel. I didn't do what I normally do. I trust my friend, and I love them to death, but still.. I should die. I write about all the beauty of the world and I know I will never live up to it. Never ever. I'm a hideous beast, not just because of my looks, but inside too. I'm a liar and a con.. just one big mistake walking around in this wonder and having the arrogance to stay and enjoy it. I'm a flaw in the world. One big flaw, and I don't belong here.

I should be shot.

Scribbled at 11:53 pm by [name]
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Saturday, June 05, 2004
Link

Good evening.

Well, sadly enough because I am at my dad's apartment and unable to use my PSP 7 to make an icon for the link to this newly found blog, I will simply post it here: http://infectedserenity.blogdrive.com/. I was randomly reading blogs on blogdrive, and I found this one. I rather like it, and I think its a very enjoyable read. Her work speaks to me vividly and I relate to a lot of the writer's, Serenity/Sarah's, emotions.

Scribbled at 11:31 pm by [name]
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Saturday, June 05, 2004
Purpose?

I remember when I was asked what I live for.. why I wake up so happy, so bright in the morning despite the storm around me. I don't remember who the person was who asked me, but I remember the question.. I didn't have an answer for them then, but I do now.

There was a time in my life when I wasn't very happy.. not happy at all. I kept questioning myself, my actions, so much self-doubt and qualms about my mere being in this world swirling about my head and mixing with the onslaught of any small thing that seemed to gnaw and bite at me until all I could do was break down and cry. This time has long past, but its still vivid in my memory. I was a fool then, really. A stupid fool.

Today.. or now.. for how long I do not know, I've just seen everything differently. I make sure to take everything in.. every detail.. every line, every small pigment of color in even something as small as a pink rose petal in the garden. I live for another small chance, another moment.. another day.. just one more fragment in which I can see this beauty, this .. this sheer radiance in something so small. I live for the sake of this, for the sake of those around me. I don't give up because I know I can do better.. and yet so many question the purpose in living. Well, I don't have an answer for it. No one does.. unless they've by some miracle experienced divine intervention by whomever is up there watching us, laughing at us, taunting us, or maybe even mourning over his or her or their love for us. Whatever the cause, I think its a hell of a lot better to spend my time cherishing what we've been given in this maybe or maybe not meaningless existence I've forged for myself in this fathomless void. Whether I'm just the organic filth of the world like everyone else that will rot into the ground and use the last bit of life in me to help the very greenery of the world to grow, or whether I'm an actual spirit trapped inside this restricted form, or whether I'm someone special and meant for something I will treat every day with the same care, the same desire to see and to know and to question and to dream and to do anything else I find such happiness in doing. I flaunt in the world's radiant, fragile glow and cherish every small moment. I don't sit around and fear whatever might strip me from it, and I'm far from being so fearful of death as to not include myself in the open world, and I instead go out in it.. I dare to do something different.. at least I hope thats what I'm doing.

Scribbled at 11:07 pm by [name]
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Saturday, June 05, 2004
A Week of Drama

I'd give up forever to touch you.

 Hello. I've been rather busy lately, so I really haven't gotten the time to post. Lots and lots has been going on.. for one, I went to my cousin's last weekend. My cousin, Julia and I, swam and stuff and even hung out in this tent with a bunch of the kids in the neighborhood who had pitched it near the woods. It was really fun, lol. I even did something really evil for once in my life, but I don't think it's something ideal for me to write here. Oh! I got to meet Jule's cat, .. er.. Cat. She's the most adorable raven-black kitten in the world!

On Tuesday, I went on my class trip to Rocking Horse Ranch in New York. It was a pretty cool, and I got to ride a horse! I haven't ridden one for an entire three years. My mount's name was Cash, and I named a little plush stallion I got at the gift shop after him. Sadly enough I was in one of my depressed moods, so I really secluded myself from everyone else for most of the day. To add to the solemn and rather boring way I spent my day, I was too self-consious to go swimming, so I sat around in the main room with Angie, Lyz, Terri, and Rae Celine. The time just ticked by as we listened to music, played cards, and just hung out. We got challenged to a dance competition in this dance club they had at the ranch, which got Lil very upset, but nothing happened in the end.  

On Thursday we had our last 'Fun Day' at SFS. I volunteered to help out and wound up running the Spin Art booth with Annie and this adult I didn't know lol. It was pretty entertaining though.. I just love kids, so.. lol. I did get my face painted like a penguin courtesy of Lyz and Terri, but it became a nuisance so I wiped it off, lol. There was a lot of drama that ensued for the rest of the day, and I feel the wrath of depression binding me in its thorny grasp once more from seeing those I love in such pain. Its very complicated and I'm not at liberty to freely write down these people's personal lives, but I just feel terrible. There's just this thing inside me that makes me feel like everything is in some way my fault..

On Friday, Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban came out in thearters (Which is something you all should really know. Seriously..) Naturally, I threw a fit until I was allowed to see it despite not having cleaned my room. Since my mother thinks I'm in some sort of spoof (My sudden negativity, withdrawn and depressed mood), she let me go. Terri came over my house from school that day, and we walked home with Sam. He told me a lot of what I had been questioning myself about as far as the other people in class are concerned, and I'm happy to hear some certain things he said involving a friend of mine (Thats really, really vulgar, isn't it? lol). Gab picked us up after Leslie and Lyz, and we then went to the thearter. There we met up with Kerry, Eddie, and Kelly (Friends from school..), and after two hours (I think..) and me spilling my soda fifteen minutes into the movie, the splendor of the movie faded off. I simply loved it.. despite how so many parts were changed from the book (I recall that they never explained how Remus understood how to use the Marauder's Map!)Otherwise, I loved it! Lyz did get upset though.. you see, everyone clapped when Hermione punched Draco (XD Sorry Lyz!) I didn't clap though, but she did give me the evil eye for laughing when her cowardly blonde-bombshell got a little boo-boo. We went out for pizza after that, and after prank-phone calling Brian (Poor kid..), we went our seperate ways.  (P.S. My hearing aid is on the fritz! (Inside Joke..))

Oh, and recently I saw Queen of the Damned. I must state my great displeasure at this film. I'm sorry, and Aaliyah (R.I.P) was fabulous, but I just didn't like it a bit. I could see why those who haven't read the book could enjoy it, but it was so off from Anne Rice's work that it made it appear that the only thing that actually derived from the original text were the character's names (For one, Lestat was not made by Marius!). And the actor who played his supposed creator, one of my favorite characters, disappointed me too. I wasn't too crazy about Stuart Townsend either, but Aaliyah and the actress who played Jesse I liked.

So far the book version of Queen of the Damned is simply splendid. I hope to finish it soon, because I truly must get started on my summer reading for UC just to get it done with.

But, there is one more thing I must add on a very ecastatic note. The boy I used to like, and still kind of do, is coming to my graduation party. He moved away a while ago.. and well, I haven't seen him.. *sigh* I can't wait.

I also bought my dresses today for my two dances for graduation. I can't really describe them that well (I'm exhausted), but if I get struck by some sort of good writing bug, I'll do so later.

Scribbled at 06:17 pm by [name]
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Monday, May 31, 2004
More Quizzes



I took the fruity fruit quiz
made by rav-chan
Check out which fruit you are



Which Marauder are you?
quiz made by Robyn and Angie.

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