Rant OK OK I'M PISSED

My phone died so I had to write this on a piece of paper because I just had to get this out and I'm just so revolted. I'm on a train back to Paris from a school trip with 24 other kids.
First thing is that were I using the cliché terms, I would be a misfit, an outcast. I'm okay with that. I have eight best friends in real like and about a hundred more online and I love them all.
Anyway, this means I don't have a normal group of people I hang out with normally. You know how in movies there's always the mean girls(!) and the awesome less popular girls that everyone roots for? Yeah, well, these are the girls I've been sort of hanging around during this field trip. They're nice, right? They are. Of course they are, there the good guys, they're supposed to be nice.
But I'm sitting here on the sidelines yet again as they flip through our yearbook and through our grade's class photo. I'm hearing them call girls 'pretty' or 'ugly' and guys are 'hot' or 'gross' and I can't believe what I'm listening to. I'm hearing a few of my friends' names and still I say nothing; it's seriously all just a blur of "ugly, pretty, ugly, ugly, ew, hot, gross, pretty".
And they're all laughing about it. "It's just some harmless fun," they'd say, but it's not harmless, not at all. It's hurtful and mean and insulting and derogatory. They act like rating our classmates is normal and the terrifying thing is that it is. Words like 'fat' and 'ugly' are thrown around like they mean nothing. And I'm just sitting here thinking, "these are supposed to be the good guys? What kind of world do we live in that the good guys aren't even good?"
Someone please get me out of here right now because all of this is disgusting and it's making me physically nauseous and I think I'm going to be sick.
Incidents like this remind me why I enjoy being alone. I have tried being social and the verdict stays the same. I dislike it. Whatever made people so judgmental? It must be exhausting, judging people for no reason. Just shut the fuck up and fucking enjoy what privileges you've been given.

 

Some Flash-Fiction From The Fantastic Chuck Wendig

'ello. Time for some writing. You can find the prompt on Chuck Wendig's blog here.
Ta-daaaaa.
100 word flash-fiction in all of its short glory.

~ ~ ~

he has that stupid, self-righteous smirk on his face. like this, all this, means nothing.
"you won't actually do it," he says. casually, jeans swung low. "you don't have it in you. never have, never will."
"you don't know me." my teeth grate, reverberating loudly in my head. he doesn't care. doesn't care that my world has blown up and it is his fault. "i will kill you and i will enjoy every second of it."
he laughs - the nerve - and i don't think. the bullet has stopped his heart, and it is thrilling.
i am powerful.
i am god.

~ ~ ~

- Maddie the Mermaid

Universal Truths That Parents Know To Be True

These are some universal truths that parents know to be true:
1) They think they are always right.
2) When you're having an argument, they think they're never the ones who started it.
3) They think that they know exactly what you're thinking, and when they actually get it wrong and you try to correct them, the answer is always, "You're always making excuses!"
4) When you're in the middle of something and they tell you they need you to do something, you finish what you're doing very quickly and rush over to them; only to be told that you're a lazy person who disrespects their parents by intentionally doing things slowly, when, in fact, what they're actually dealing with is fucking life.
5) They must never be offended. If they are, expect to never see the light of day again.
6) The younger sibling is always the prince/princess.
7) Insult your younger sibling and you're being immature.
8) If the younger sibling irritates you, you're the brat, not him/her.
9) They always bring up any past mistakes during a fight. If you bring up theirs, it's "irrelevant".
10) Let's take this back to Number One. They think they are always right.

Try to get inside my head, yeah? Think you know exactly how I'm thinking, is that right? Well, you're wrong. So thanks for trying to sound smart, and ending up looking like a fool.

- Maddie the mermaid

Internet Friends

You know, I mean to write at least once a week, I really do.
Not very good at keeping that promise, though.
So, in March, I passed a birthday and also completed a goal I've aimed for since I was little: I finished my first novel before age thirteen. (Granted, it was 3 am the day after, but I added in the time difference, and voilà.) I'm pretty excited about that, though not about the editing. I've never properly edited before, like, rewriting and all. I'm more of a spontaneous writer; what comes out, comes out. But I'll have to buckle down and edit eventually. :P
I'm participating in Camp NaNoWriMo this month. For anyone who doesn't know what that is, it's the 'camp' version of National Novel Writing Month, in November where the goal is to write 50k words in that month. Camp is the same thing essentially, but more free, so you can pick what projects you work on and pick your word count.
At the moment, though, I'm spending the first week of Camp 'studying' for exams. And maybe other things. (shh.)
Hm.
I don't really know what I wanted to talk about in this post. I just really want to write something. I could talk for a while about how much I love music, because I really do, it's the best thing ever. Or I guess I could talk about the wonderful friends I've made over the internet.
I have so many more close friends on the internet that I've never met than the ones in real life. Don't get me wrong, I have a few close IRL friends that are just the best people ever. But to be honest, I'd rather hang out with some of my internet friends more. And as bad as that seems, with the whole 'stalker thing', I just think it's easier. Whether it's because I'd rather not show my face while talking, r whether it's just because my area doesn't seem to have the people I click with, I don't know.
And if any of my IRL friends are reading this, don't be offended. You might be one of the few I don't hate. Might.
Heh.
I'm joking.
(Mostly.)
But I know the dangers of meeting people online, and I do try to be careful, I do. I get a little sloppy sometimes, but I do genuinely try. The ones who I'm closest with have Skyped with me a few times, and I think it'd be just the best thing ever if I met them in person.
What if they're nothing like I expect though? I expect they will be different. And I guess that's okay. Perfect friends are annoying anyway.

-Maddie the Mermaid