Hark of the bells, sweet horrid bells!

Alright, I found out today that I have a fear

of men. That's right, I noticed it just today as I walked

out of class. How to explain...

I saw my classmates leave to their next class

while some gave a kiss to their lover's cheek. I could not help but squirm

and carry on. I dragged my glued feet through the spacious hall. The hall seemed

to get tighter as I followed up to my room. I wondered what was wrong with me.

This never happened before. I am a very stoic individual so I was able to tolerate those times when some teen decided to swap spits in the stairs or behind the school. I never seemed affected in the slightest bit. My defenses were high and my indifference, impeccable! I'd rival a bust were it not for my newly-found insecurity! I walked by an elderly man and felt myself sweat. I blinked and looked to him as a silent accusation. He smiled and I suddenly blushed and cleared my throat before speed walking to the next building. I entered building 5 and saw some boy fussing over something in his phone. Curiously did I stare at him. He glanced back at me and waved. I screamed and ran away.

The day went on like this. With every man I saw...same reaction.

So, this is not a sign of love or anything.

If it were...then boy I must be in love with every guy I ran into today and made a complete fool of myself over!

Gosh, I talked to mom about it but she says

"It's natural sweetie!"

I think I'm just bloody nuts!

Hark of the bells!

Sweet horrid bells!

All seem to scream

"Go, run away!"

Halloween is here,

bringing wondeful fear

to young and old, meek and the grosteque!

Ding, dong, ding, dong!

That is their song!

With fearful screams

and dreadful rings!

One seems to hear

words of fear

from everywhere

filling the air!

Oh how they pound,

raising the sound,

o'er hill and dale,

telling their tale...

Ding. Dong. Ding. Dong.

Happy early Halloween!

Lyrics taken from "Carol of the Bells" and modified.

Ruling the world is no easy task...

When your mother has placed you behind bars while your imbecillic gaurds snicker at your doom, simply because you've arrived to a meeting in pink bunny slippers. But, the most important step to ruling the world is comfy shoes! Geebus! You'd think anyone would understand that? Alright, I was just kidding about being a grand dictator set on taking over planet Earth just for the pleasure of forcing everyone to make me sweets for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I think. Anyway, I was grounded because I had an F on the test that came up. I intend to fix it. This happens occasionally, so it is nothing new to me. Simply for me to stop disagreeing with certain philosophies/theories and simply go with the flow. I did not fail because of ignorance, I failed because I felt a strong disagreement with the education I recieved. Nope, I can't express myself at all but that is something very common in the school system. Very standard. Hmmm! I despise counseling---so don't suggest that. LOL!

I have very good grades but my mother can't help but exaggerate the one bad grade that is marked on my forehead. Ah well! I will simply have to fix the small damage with my intellectual self *Taps head with a board stick before hitting herself in the eye*. Ok, I take that back. So...now that that's over with. I will talk to you on my day in general. I snuck on the computer to find that special people commented on my first post. I, of course, felt flattered and just smiled. It made my day! I laughed at yours Bethy, that is the cutest thing that anyone has ever confessed. Do not worry, you are not alone in that little fear you had of my idol/love. Alot of people find him a little "creepy" considering the ridiculous outfit and that eyeliner. Behind that outfit was a very very handsome man--sugar daddy of the 1930's. *Gigglesnort* Here is a hug to you Alex! *GLOMP*.

Today, I was so busy with much cleaning and books. I love cleaning. It feels great when you look at the result of extreme scrubbing. I stained my shorts with clorox though. *GROAN* Thankfully that was the purpose of them shorties. I don't wear shorts anyway! I always have to cover up in school. With all the perversion spreading around. You can't even show your legs or the janitor will just oogle at them. It's unbearable! Going back on what I was saying--I did much work. That's the point. Don't you feel great after a good house cleaning/work/chore/whatever? I sure do. My mom is out...

that's why I was able to update this journal. :D

Glad you all liked that Chaplin image. ;)

-Squeegee/SilentFilm1930

A message from the cookie, oh gee!

"Tip your hat, take a bow, and wobble forth to the next stage of life!"

Well, I don't know what brought you here or how you even considered taking a peek into my little online sanctuary, since you are viewing it, nothing I can do. To start somewhere, I lead a rather interesting life, both uneventful and eventful. I know that does not make much sense but, as you come with me on my short journey called life, you'll see I am not very sensible. I'm kind of strange, hope you can handle that! I am 17, attend college, and my alias in this journal will be "Squeegee". I won't go any deeper as to who I am because, you'll understand just what is my state of mind through my various posts.

Welcome to my journal.

Here is a cookie.

-Squeegee/1930Silentfilm