AHHHHHHHHHHH

OKAY. LOOKING AT THIS GUYS PAGE!! HE TALKS IN THE THIRD PERSON AND ABOUT SPENCER REID!! WHAT THE FLIP!!


-MEG GIRY

AHHHH!!

I GOOGLED MEG GIRY AND THE FIRST THING UNDER "BLOGS" WAS THIS (and then us):

Invitation (Private to Meg Giry)

This is actually a paper invitation slipped under her door.

Meg, the winter ball is to be held on the seventeenth day of this month, a Saturday. I was hoping that you would do me the honour of letting me be your escort.

(Signed) Faramir

WHAT THE FLIP IS THIS??? SOMEONE HELP!!! I HOPE I KNOW YOU!!!


http://outofminds.livejournal.com/932964.html This is the link I found it on and I'm freaking out.  uhhhh, can I say yes? (his picture looks like Jesus.)

Meg on freak mode

MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER READING MY FAVORITE POEM!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cxWE5mVi4Sg&feature=player_embedded#!

It really is funny listening to him trying to say sepulchre (Sep-ull-cherrrr)



Meggie swooned. My fav poem ever!! And he said it!! With his mouth!!


-KEEP ON KEEPIN ON

GIRY

Meg's favorite Mrs. Paroo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO_TjiyTK5s&feature=colike

Watch, so funny. This is what I'm auditioning with. :):

Meg with a Question

Are there men reading this blog? I really want to know. Cuz you think this would mainly attract women, us being women and all, but are there gay kids? or middle aged perverts? Or straight guys that like my poetic skittles (eye roll)?  Meg is just curious. If you are male, please comment. (unless you the middle-aged pervert...ugh...*shutter shutter*)

IF YOU ARE SPENCER REID POST : I LUVS YOU MEG JULES GIRY!!!

-KEEP ON KEEPIN ON THE ONE AND ONLY GIRY

MEG

Dude,

Who read Rory's Fri. Fant? Friggin beast! I was about to ask where she was! I missdadid her's!!


In OG Christine is preggers!(again, not her husbands baby) I mean, at least Meg sleeps with her husband... sometimes...

And my final Friday Fant is next Friday and I am concluding the series (BREAK OUT THE TISSUES!) And starting a new one Friday the 13th 2012 (spells disaster, right?) Anyway, it's Criminal Minds (don't go 'aw crap!' then I will have to kill you!!) and it is about a girl who goes to work for the BAU, but she is someone from there past and even Reid can't remember her. She was involved in a case (before the footpath killer/ first episode) and Reid, thanks to Caitlin Kingsley's obsessive hints, is determined to find out who she is. Along with her strange antics that she can't seem to help (witchcraft, psychic abilities, etc) the team seems to take a liking to her and her sensitivity, except Reid. He had a soft spot for her rebellion once, but now that it effects him, the loathing that she once felt has invaded him as well

MEG IS IN DANGER

There are boys. In my house. Little-almost-teenage-boys. Who like to goose my butt. Come what may, there's hell to pay. DEVIL TAKE THE HINDMOST!!!! I am plotting my revenge



-MEG GIRY

Meg's Romantic Mind pt. V

FRIDAY FANTASY PT. V

I awoke the next morning with a fierce cough. At rehearsal, the managers-upon seeing my appearance- demanded I be sent home til I was well. Even though, I protested, my mother (of course) forced me to the gala tonight across town at Sorelli's home. In my coral evening gown, I felt naked with out my mask. Regardless, the dark carriage pulled to the front of the opera house, and I entered, my Matthew sitting beside me.

And an emptiness filled me I had never felt before.
***

Matthew had slipped away after the last dance, where he had run off to? To the devil if I knew.

Walking past room after room, I found him. He was in a room with the Comte DeChagny, the Count Phillepe and several other Drunkards. The men were laughing, vile men. They were stone drunk, and reeked of alcohol. I didn't dare enter the room, but I listened from behind the door.
"An angel?" I heard the Count scoff. "Brother she's playing you. Your innocent chorus girl is pulling your leg. She's sleeping with this 'angel'!"
"Your lying."Complained the Viscount.
And so went there conversation of Christine. Matthew had not said a word until one of the men-a rather fat one whom I did not recognize-spoke to him. About me.
"So Baron, I have heard word you are courting the little Giry girl. Is it true?"
Matthew sighed and groaned and the men laughed at his response.
"She that bad?" another gangly man asked.
"Yeah, in bed." replied the fat man.
"Enough! Enough!" Matthew slurred in his drunken tone. He was angry.
"Well, then Baron. Enlighten us," replied the fat man teasingly
He stood as well he could as drunk as he was. And said,"Her hair is an ugly yellow, but shines in the candle lit night. Her eyes are blue, but thick pupils make them black as sloes. She has a...swarthy complexion and poor little skin stretched over her poor little bones. And I could crush her between my fore-finger and thumb. I don't even know why I participate in the season anymore. But, I'm stuck with the whore and I'll be stuck with her for life.Excuse me men, but I must go see her before she slips away again."
"Good day Baron!" called the drunkards and Matthew waved a surly hand in reply.

I stood outside the door, and I had my back to it. So, when Matthew left the room, I was the first thing he saw.
"Oh," he whispered.
"Maybe," I began,"It would be best to keep your thoughts to yourself."
"I-"
"I don't want to hear it,"I hissed between clenched teeth. He held out his arm, and I took it. He lead me down the stairs of the home and called to the footman.
"Send for the Gubler carriage."
"Yessir," said the footman then scampered off.
"Wha-"
"The Comte DeChangy left us his box for to-night's performance of Faust."
"Oh," I whispered stupidly.

I coughed in the carriage, and on our way into the box. The seats were so close to one another, I was shocked when Matthew did not move them away from one another.
Once the curtain rose, I coughed and coughed and coughed. And at intermission, Matthew finally spoke.
"Do you want me to take you to your room?"
WHAT?!
"Your ill," he said.
oh.
"You're paler than a ghost, let me take you upstairs to your room."
"...okay."

***
"What's wrong with her?!"cried Mother.
"She's just got a cold Madame Jules," Matthew reassured her,"But, she needed rest and I didn't want her out in the opera house sick. It won't help her get well."
"You mean you didn't want me sick so I'd be coughing in the middle of the performance so people would send dirty looks your way and you didn't want me to infect the majority of the opera house and yourself."I groaned, feeling much worse than before.
"I mean what I said,"he hissed. And, despite himself, he kneeled beside me and kissed my hand, then my forehead. "I wish you well." he stood and faced mother,"I called for a doctor, he will be here soon. I had hoped to stay the night, if that is alright with you."
Mother nodded,"I insist,"

And so he stayed the night.
I, unable to sleep as there was a viscous pain growing in my throat, and seemed to be infiltrating my lungs and I ached all over my body, listened to Matthew's breathing just feet from my own. He had taken the floor next to my bed. I reached down and caught his hand in mine. And his body released a chuckle.
"Can not sleep either?"  he asked.
I couldn't reply. I was in too much pain, so I let a plaintive cry.
He looked at me shocked.

"Doctor!Doctor!" he yelled, and leaped up.

And in doing so, he let go of my hand.

And in doing so, all the warmth left my body.

And the pain was more than I could bare

Meg's December Poem

It has long been wondered how the young girl in "The Raven" died. The Raven is a poem by Edgar Allan Poe and the young girl, his love, Lenore is dead. Well, in his poem that is hardly heard of, "Lenore" he explains. I thought I should post a poem for December because we all know how the world is lacking in culture. So leave it to Meg to save the friggin world. Here is LENORE:



Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?- weep now or nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!
Come! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung!-
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young-
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.

"Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her- that she died!
How shall the ritual, then, be read?- the requiem how be sung
By you- by yours, the evil eye,- by yours, the slanderous tongue
That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young?"

Peccavimus; but rave not thus! and let a Sabbath song
Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,
Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy
bride.
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies,
The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes
The life still there, upon her hair- the death upon her eyes.

"Avaunt! avaunt! from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven-
From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven-
From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of
Heaven!
Let no bell toll, then,- lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth,
Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth!
And I!- to-night my heart is light!- no dirge will I upraise,
But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days!"





A dirge for her, the doubly dead in that she died so young.


-MEG GIRY

Meg is almost a Grandma

Okay, orginally, Don Juan and the Bieb's baby was due Feb. 12th, but, because Don Juan-eh hem- something came up we must enduce labor. Like soon.



So, we will have a monkey-baby-bieber thing very soon.

TOODLES

Meg's quote of yesterday

"SCAN THE BANANAS MOM!"

"NO, YOU PLACE THE ITEMS IN THE BAGGING AREA!!"

Self checkouts:Helping you discover that cashiering is not your calling.

Meg on:HAND SANITIZER

HAND SANITIZER: Helping you discover paper cuts you never knew you had

and it has the incapability of cleaning that .1% of your hand.

SPIDER MAN!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYOoI5aw9wQ&feature=relmfu

or SPIDER MAN!!!

MEGGIE LURVS SPIDER MAN!!!! FUNNY VID

Meg is B-B-B-B-BAD!

Okay, for all you dude readers out there (there has to be some) I heard you like bad girls, well, I don't mean to impress, but I swim without floaties

okay, as for OG Soap Opera, Meg has just gotten a letter from JASPER WHITLOCK HALE(!!!) that says he has her 1day old children, and will kill them if she doesn't come live with him. So, What does she do?

Be the freakin hero.

Like always.


MEG OUT!

More:SPENCER REID FOREVER BRAIN OVER BRAWN FUNNIES

Joker Spencer. BATMAN BEWARE. When the joker is this sexy, the bad may win.


Oh, Reid. No one speaks friggin' genius.


This was just sexy


"JJ, you better be fucking kidding with me. Cuz I know I'm not the father."


NO! I HAVE THE POWER!!


When I'm worried, and I can't sleep, I take dilaudid, to get me high. And I fall asleep, before I have time to say "I'm asleep,"
(Only extreme Reid fans will get this)


SHINY!!!





MEG OUT!!

HAPPY B-DAY BRO!

My day? Oh, I hid in a closet for 2 and a half hours, burped and feed a bawling baby who is still screaming. And afterward, I have to obey my brother's every birthday wim under order of my father.

WISH ME LUCK

MEG

Bad Meg

Hey its ness and Meg really we were busy jk jk we love u but I seriously haven't had time. Ness has been visiting her critically ill grandfather. On the upside Ness has a proposition for you if you can post 50 comments by the end of the year I will update both my blogs more regualy for two monthes every other week. Remember authors live for comments so comment.



Yours in blood and cheese puffs
Nessarose

SPENCER REID: FOREVER BRAIN OVER BRAWN

just thought I'd share the sexyness...






(You know I couldn't pass up the opportunity of showing a picture of useless crap coming out of his mouth)



For you readers blame demy for teaching me to copy and paste pictures



FOCUSING...I CAN SEE THE FUTURE!!



THE WORLD IS ENDING!! I SWEAR!! SO I WENT TO THE PARTY STORE AND BOUGHT EVERYTHING!! ONLY FREAKIN' AWESOME HALLOWEEN CRAP CAN SAVE US!!

(Did you notice the punjab lasso around his neck!??! BEAST!!)


The first time I met Reid and told him I drawn him naked...and that it hung over my bed.



from one of my fav episodes
"piece of advice tooth-pick (Reid) the way yer holdin that gun, yer beggin fer someone to take it off ya"



This is after Emily's "death" and Spencer went to JJ's house crying for 3 months. AND SHE KEPT IT FROM HIM THAT EM WAS ALIVE! WHO DOES THAT?!



You knew Bieber was gonna make it in here somewhere.


nighty-night

MEGGIE OUT

Meg's Christmas High

My Christmas High is over. So I guess this is my low. So tired.

GUESS WHO HAS SPENCER REID'S PHONE NUMBER?


I SAID GUESS!!!

MEG DOES!!!

She will call him with Crys and Demy January 3rd and I will post the convo. I AM COMING MY LOVER! FATE HAS BROUGHT US TOGETHER! AND WHEN WE HAVE BABIES YOU CAN READ 20,000 WORDS PER MINUTE TO THEM!!

Sorry, I'm ranting. Gotta post on OG now. Bu-bye

VWAPAAAAA!!!!!!!

Demy here, blogging on her NINTENDO 3DS, wearinng her DISTRICT 12 TRIBUTE SHIRT! ahhh... how great is this? :]

Quote of the day!!!! (well... kind of...)

Demy here with more quotes. This one isn't really a quote, but more like a small conversation. And it didn't happen today, it was a few days ago when Meg was at my house. And it isn't exact quotes, but it's pretty close.

Me- "I still don't get why people don't like mormons..."

Meg- "Because they bombed the twin towers."

Me- "THAT'S MUSLIMS, YOU IDIOT!!!"

Meg- "...ohhhh..... : ) "

Oh, Meg... You have got some problems...

Anyway...


Fly on, (even if you can't fly)


Demy Nom

(p.s. ....nope. I've got nothin'...)
(p.p.s. OH! I got somethin!.... no, wait it's gone...)
(p.p.p.s. I GOT IT! ... No, wait...nevermind.......)

Demy's HUNGER GAMES CHRISTMAS PRESENTS!!!

WOOOO! Guess what I got for Christmas! Hunger Games stuff! here is a list...

T-shirt

Journal

Calendar

A game

ALL OF THE BOOKS

And a mockingjay pin


Miss Nom is happy.

anyway...

Merry Christmas, and...


Fly on, (even if you can't fly)


Demy Nom


(P.S. It's not "Happy Holidays". It's "Merry Christmas"! GET IT RIGHT PEOPLE! CHRISTmas!)

Love it when I'm right

Giry here. and we all know how big my ego is, like seriously, in my Criminal Minds story my character, Caitlin Kingsley,'s last line of the chapter is "You'll find,...I'm rather proud. Don't ask me to swollow my pride, for fear I may choke on it."

Anyway, I'm tired.

Merry Christmas, ho ho ho, all that jazz and happy boxing day Canadians

So Sick

Sick of life. Sick of living. Sick of my family.


luv the Girs

Dear Spencer,....

Okay, I have heard of many girls writing fake letters to the genius Spencer Reid, that sensitive sweet heart with the blush and smile. *Sigh* So, I decided to join in on the fun. Pick which one you like best and I will put it on the official C. minds site and, if you like, send it to Gublerland, Matthew Gray Gubler's official website.


Letter 1.


Dear Spencer,

       Hi, my name is Meg Giry, I am a HUGE fan of your work. I love the fact that you are keeping the streets clean so I don't get jumped and raped and stuff.

So....yeah.






Letter 2.

Darlingest Dearest Lover Spencer,

      YOUR PANTS.
I DON'T LIKE THEM
   TAKE THEM OFF

Luvs the Giry, kissy kissy!






Letter 3.

Hello Spencer Reid,
    My name is Meg Giry, I am 19 years old and I absolutely love what you do. Your just...you and frankly dude, that's freaking awesome. True, I'm not exactly normal, nor are any of your fans. We are freaks, geeks, nerds and losers. Outcasts, shunned and left overs and that's who we are. We just are who we are.
     I have to say that frankly I am shocked you went into BAU. Who does that? Who grows up and says "I want to work in the Behavioral Analysis Unit!"? I mean you like books. Why not a teacher? Or a librarian? English Teacher? You like Star Trek. No graphic design? No comic con?
     All I do is write and frankly, if you ever click onto my blog, you'll notice that. Writing fan-fic or love stories is all I know how to do and I couldn't do anything else. Maybe write my music, or poetry. Or maybe I could stay on the stage. But, I couldn't do what you do.
      Anyway Dude, I just wrote to say hey, and don't forget to check out my blog O.G. Soap Opera and An Albino, A Nerd, A Bookworm, A Barbie, and A Spazz

Farewell,

Little Giry






Cheesy right? I am so not done with that last one and if any of you have ideas for me to send him, just let me know and I will incorporate them in. Don't forget to comment and tell me which one.


KEEP ON KEEPIN ON

LITTLE GIRY OUT

Meg Giry is lonely

Girl, 19(not really pervs), Insane and ALONE! Hello? Where are my friends? I am the only one posting! And it was about Reid! Unless we have an intire coney island freak show reading, NO ONE CARES!

(I WILL LURVES YOU FOREVER REID!!!!!!!)

Anyway, I know your reading guys, SO FRIGGIN POST WHILE UR ON!!!!

FRIEND MEGGIE!!!

Don't forget, I'm on girlsgogames and I post alot about the blog. I made Crystal have a baby w/ double oo (herion #4, right?) and it was like Helgalina. Ugliest. Baby. Ever. Yer gonna need Iggy's glasses. I also have a ugly baby w/ matthew gray gubler and the cutest one you've ever seen with red-ranger (this is what happens when I leave my brother alone with the computer when I have to pee.) and peeta and katniss had ugly black twins. Alot of ugly babies. God was feeling creative.


My name is MegGiry. Just look me up and thats probably the only thing your gonna get to come up

Meg's Quote(s) of the day

December 23-mom:Meg, who are you talking to?
Me:*points upward*the voices.



I won't even bother to explain...the voices were coincidentally Justin Bieber...I'm not kidding.


My little brother:NO! YOUR MOM'S THE BEST BURRITO I'VE EVER EATEN!!










Merry Christmas Eve! If your like me, you have to spend time with your creepy family tonight (last Christmas there was convos of how many kilos of cocaine they did!!I am a straight A student I don't need to know that!!) So, just push through guys, the presents make up for it.


KEEP ON KEEPIN' ON

GIRY

Demy's New Quote of the Day!

Okay this may sound totally nerdy, but this quote is from a comic book (I told youuuu...) (and some people like reading comic books sooo...) anyway...

"D-did I just get saved by Lady Gaga?" - Spider-man

Don't ya just love 'im?


Fly on, (even if you can't fly)

Demy Nom

Meg's Crappy Christmas Spirit

Okay, I was going to post about how my mom hit me and I was going to ask about if I should call DCFS yet or not. But, I decided to go all chipper on you guys and talk about how close I am to my brother.

So, this country guy was walking around and he was pretty sexy and didn't dress like total red-neck, and he was pretty cute. Okay, very cute.

So, he comes up to me. Maybe 3 or 4 years older than me and I was looking at jewelry for my grandma... so was he.

"Excuse me ma'am," so southern I could've barfed. but major sexy,"I need yer jewelry expertise. I'm shoppin for my Grandma and I need to know what you think."

"Oh, yeah, I'm trying to shop for mine too,"

"You know what older women like? Which one?" shows me two watches.

"Both look fine, do you know her favorite color?"

"No idea,"

"Well,-"

my brother, comes up,"Quit flirting with my sister!"

so the cute guy says,"Uh, I was just-"

"Austin go away!" that was me. "I'm so sorry,"

"naw it's cool."

"...I like, the ah, gold one. It seems something that older women would like."

"thanks"








So close. It almost hurts.

MEGGIE'S SOOOOO HAPPY

300 VIEWERS!!! I LUVS YOU GUYS!!!

Meg on:BOYS

FACT:99% of  boys in the world are cute. The other 1% go to my school

Meg interviews Dr. Spencer Reid

I would like to share with you the lives behind the heros that catch the murdering scum-bag rapist racists in the world.

So, I contacted my friend, Dr. Spencer Reid of the BAU in Quantico Virginia.




(SEE SEXINESS ABOVE)

He agreed to do an interview with me, and tell us what it's really like to be one of the greatest minds in the world.


Me:So, Spence, can I call you Spence?

Reid:No, actually the producers of the show only let JJ call me Spence to show the significance of our bond since my character is socially challenged.

Me:...So, Spence, you are a genius, right?

Reid:Yes, I had a IQ of 187 and I am an autodidact


Me:I didn't ask about your sexuality.

Reid:No, it means-

Me:Children are watching Doctor. Please, keep it clean.

Reid:...

Me:Now, is it true you are the real father of JJ's baby?

Reid:What?No! Psh! Naw!...NO ONE WAS SUPPOSED TO KNOW ABOUT THAT!!

Me:...so, does JJ know?

Reid:...know what?

Me:That you raped her?

Reid:oh, no actually-Wait! no erase that!!

Me: Now, is it true that in season 8 it will be revealed that your gay and you and Morgan are going to adopt a black asian baby?

Reid: Whats wrong with you?

Me:was it hard hiding your love for him since season 1?

Reid: O-o

Me:hhehehehe






That is all for todays interview. TOODLE OO!

Meg's Romantic Mind Pt. IIII

After my horrid fall, I landed on my bottom with a start. The room echoed with my loud 'THUD', and I sheepishly and slowly raised my head to meet his eyes.
     His eyebrows were raised, but the sneer still decorated his lips and I inwardly sighed. Once again, I waited for his offered hand. He never offered it. This was just plain rude. When I, very ungracefully I may add, rose from the floor my mother let out a resigned sigh that was practically a groan. Throwing her arms up in defeat, she left the room.
"Wait, Madame Jules!" He yelled after her, and my mother turned her wide eyes on him. How long had it been since she'd been called by my father's name? Too long.
They shared a moment before he said,"Thank you." She nodded and fled. Then, his dark eyes turned upon me. Their dark honey colour had become a dark black, and I recoiled.
"Mlle. Giry," He nodded to me, holding out his hand.
"Sir Gubler," I said, with a curtsy, and he planted a half-hearted kiss on my hand.
"Baron Gubler,"Said he curtly.
"Oh,"I replied stupidly. How many times had I called to him "Sir Gubler?"? I sighed. He'd never corrected me before. Oh, wait, I wasn't me. This sucks.
"...Shall we?"He asked rather meekly, but he could not keep his disdain for me out of his tone.
I nodded to him.
      He lead me out on to the floor and took my wrist in his hand to write his name all over my dance card, then he glanced at the clock.
"The next dance doesn't start til 30 minutes,"He whispered hurriedly," Excuse me," and of course, he left me alone on the floor.
      I sat in a near chair, men asked for my hand and I replied depressingly that my card was full. The thirty minutes passed with ease, then another, then another. The clock chimed at every hour, ringing in my ears mocking me. He had left me. Left me alone.
   No. I knew where he was.
I fled to the roof as quickly as I could, only to stop dead, to watch him, to watch the frozen tears slide down his cheeks.
"She is not coming," I said into the storm. He, not expecting me, turned abruptly.
"She'd be here by now if she really loved you."
"You don not know her!"He yelled to me.
"I'm not saying,"I began gently,"that she doesn't love you. What I'm saying is, something came up. She could not meet you. And, if she loves you, as you love her, she will cry into her pillow all night long."
"...And you?" he asked,"Do you have a secret lover?"
I looked a my feet.
"He loves me," I whispered as he drew nearer,"Or, he will."
Part of him knew I was speaking of him, but he wasn't putting two and two together.
"This is a show," he stated incredulously,"So let us put on good one,"
He let me put my hand on the crook of his arm, and as we fled the roof, he stole one glance back.


 But that was enough to break my heart.


***

The next morning was the same as it had been for as long I could remember. I finished practice with corps de ballet. So, I wandered the foyer of the opera house. Tired, I stalked the house in my white gown like a ghost. Jammes gave me a little sneer as I passed her in the hall once, and Sorelli had turned up her nose to me back stage. What was happening?
      The only thing really weighing on my mind was Matthew. My Matthew. What had happened? He knew me. He of all people knew the real me. But, I had been wrong. He only knew the mask that was on my face, not me. He didn't know me the way I knew every detail of his face, his light brown eyes that held glints of black, his high cheek bones and breathless white smile. My Matthew....
      Now he loathed me.
I sat in a chair in the foyer and I saw something, and my heart stopped. There, on the desk for reading in the parlor, was a book. A thick, green book. I had read it several times. He, on the other hand, less than half-way through. I let out a moan.
"Whose is it?" cried Joesph Boquet.
I simply stared, he gave one strange look at the young Giry girl before proclaiming "Whose is it! If no one claims it, it shall go to the Comte DeChagny's Library!"
"It is mine!" The voice was weak and feeble and I hardly recognized it as I flew out of my seat. Joesph walked toward me and placed the worn novella into my hands. I ran my thumb over the cover, remember his strong, warm hands had held it.
     Boquet returned to readying the house for the gala tonight. One of first of the season. It seemed to be dredging on forever.
     Then, something clicked into my mind.
"Matthew..."
Mother did not mention the gala tonight in my schedule for the day. I was free! To do as I please! And I wanted only one thing...
       In my room, I ran to my wardrobe and pulled out my black mask. Tears floated in my eyes, but I wiped them away. As I placed the mask on my face, I knew where Matthew was to be tonight, not he planned it, but God himself. I was to be with my Matthew once more.

***

"You have come," said he as the snow swirled in the air and caught on his hair and his lashes.
"As if I could stay away," I pleaded, keeping a safe distance from him.
He tried to close the distance between us, but I took a step back. His eyes showed his longing, but he questioned me not.
"I have missed you so my dear," he whispered into the storm.
"And I you,"
Once more, he tried to come to me, and I knew his intent.
"Please," he begged,"I can no longer stand it. I must know you name."
I shook my head, my blonde hair was leached in the moonlight, making it the colour of snow, and it flew as my head shook.
"I am sorry, truly, I am. I can not tell you,"
"Please," he begged once more, trying to come nearer to pull of the mask. I, now on the stair well in my attempt at retreat, stood pleading as well.
"I can not," I whispered.
"Why, mademoiselle? Why do you taunt me so, mistress?"
"We both have our own lives!" I screamed, no longer holding in my feelings,"If we do this, the lives we live now are shattered. We come to each other to entice in our world of fantasy, to leave the reality we face, but if my dear, we become each other's reality. And the true ecstasy of our love is over. Do you want that?"
He merely meekly took a step forward and took my gloved hands in his.
"I know I will love you forever."

His promise rang in my ears, leaving them ringing. I retreated down the stair well, through the opera house and into my chamber. His promise. But, what he didn't know was this:

He had already broken that promise

Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow...

Ow. Dem-dem here with a headache. OUCH! I could barely  get much sleep last night and I'm tired and I can't go back to sleep... anyway... how's your day going?... That's great....



Fly on, (even if you can't fly)

Demy Nom



(p.s. Possibly a new "Quote of the Day" soon. Y'know... Maybe...)
(p.p.s. Merry night before Christmas eve!)
(p.p.p.s. OUCH! Still have a headache)

Meg luvs Peeta

 

hello, I hed to do dis.

 

Luv the Girs

Meg Giry is Mrs. Paroo

Hello Dears! I am surry to sey tat yer dear Meg Giry is no longeer here. She tis serchin fer a role in her cheir's pley THE MUSIC MAN JR. So, I, yer dear Mrs. Paroo.

I AM ON THEE SERCH FER THE BLARNEY STONE!

Says she,"I know you come frem Galloway, I can tel tat by yer brogue. I never met a Galloway man but twas an awaful rogue. But, ifin yer a stranger where the rivera Shannon flows, the only Blarney Stone I know is underneath my nose!"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xu8L-bngiFw

I heve to emerse maself in the Ioirish tongue. I must master my Ioirish Brogue. And I will be Mrs. Paroo


TOODLE LOOOOOO

Nessie apologises(not really put on your big girl panties)

Ness is back!                             




You can all stop cheering I promised I wouldn't leave.
And I told you It was Justin Beiber Meg. Any monkey I was wondering why does no one comment. If you like the story say so that goes for any blog not just ours.

Anyways sorry for the rant. On a lighter note I now have a fanfiction account and the first chapter of my story is up. heres the linkhttp://www.fanfiction.net/~fiyeroandelphabaforever
 bewarned it will take mw a while to add each chapter. Anywys this bookworm has presents to buy and wrap so adios muchaos.

DEMY'S ART SKILLZ

This is Demy (obviously) and I just got done painting my bro his Christmas present with my NEW ACRYLIC PAINT *INSERT EPIC MUSIC HERE!*!!!! It is a picture of a deer and I think it turned out verrry well.
And why did I make something instead of buy something for him you ask? CUZ I CAN'T! We had a drawing for who gets a present for who out of my siblings and we're supposed to make it ourselves... Fun times... Well I probably couldnt've bought anything anyway. Runnin low on dough here... Don't even know what to get my BF...maybe I'll paint him a picture too... (note to self: FIND OUT WHAT TO FREAKIN PAINT FOR HIM!)

Fly on (even if you can't fly),

Demy Nom

Meggie Refuses to be Silenced!!

okay, I'm at Demy's house still and we finally settled down around 4:40 am or so,So what possess me to get up and ready at 6?No idea.

Hey, hey, hey Crys! WE FOUND NARNIA!!!AND WE ASKED ROXAS...We've decided that Justin Bieber is also my baby daddy. Yes, the  baby that will not grow inside of me for twenty years....



Demy gave me computer skills,....

I used them for epicness

MEG AND DEMY CALLING OUT TO CRYSTAL ABOUT HER DARK-WINGED LOVER

SO YOU ARE TEAM FANG, BUT WILL YOU BE AFTER THIS?: FANGS DEMISE!!!!!

MWAHAHAHAHAHAH....a  BEWARE!!!



luvs Demy and Meggie

NOW DEM-DEM IS INTERVEIWING IGGY! LE GASP!

I am following up Meg's Iggy interview , since we found Iggy's body in the lake and revived him.

Me: Hello Iggy <3

Iggy:... I'M NOT IN THE FREAKIN' MOOD FOR THIS!!! WHO SIGNED ME UP FOR THIS CRAP ANYWAY!?!?!?!?!?

Me: You mother did actually...

Iggy: OMF!!!! ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDDING ME!?!?!? I SWEAR I'M GONNA FREAKIN'--

Me: Iggy, please keep it G-rated for the younger viewers...

Iggy: NO! I'm gonna ******' **** you up, you little *******! AND ALL OF YOU JACK***** OUT THERE TOO!!! AND YOU TOO MEG!!! YOU LITTLE *****!  (this has been censored by Demy)

Me: ... 0_0

Iggy: (you no like him when he's angry...) RAWR!

Me:...0_0....

Iggy: ... um I apologize for my outburst... And if you are watching, Ella, I am very sorry, and I didn't mean any of it...

Me:...0_0

Iggy: What?

Me:... uhhh anyway... Iggy... are you blind?

Iggy: ...You've got to be freakin' kidding me... *facepalm*

Me: Is that a yes?

Iggy: No frikin dip!

Me: In that case... *goes and gets a large burlap sack* *captures Iggy* I CAUGHT AN IGGY!!!!! (inside joke...kinda...)

Iggy: dvsgkhagvbdshakgbadgvkrbvf.afhlkuh

Me: ???

Iggy: WTF! LET ME OUT OF HEREEEEEEE!!!!!!

Me: YOUR MOM!

Iggy: I give up. Please take me back to my flock. Before I touch you to see what color you are!

Me: *kicks the sack of Iggy* Is it true that James Patterson originally wanted you to be gay for Ari?

Iggy: WTF?!?!?!?

Me: Fang?

Iggy: WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!

Me: Gazzy? You guys do seem to spend a lot of time together. s that what JP means when he says you guys like to "make bombs"?

Iggy: O_e *twitch*

Me: Heheheheheheh... I got you. It's Gazzy isn't it!?!?!? Admit it!!!!!

Iggy: ...I just try to live my life...

Me: With Gazzy?

Iggy: NO! WOULD YOU SHUT UP!!!!!!?

Me: ^_^ nope!

And that conclude the interview before the fighting broke out. Tune in next time to this interveiwey thingy to possibly find a Fang interveiwy thingy!!!!! WEEEEE~~~~~ (I can tell that you think I have serious problems, don't you?)

Fly on,

Demy

Meg talks to Iggy GRIFFTHHHHSSSSSS!!!!

My exclamation points are epic are they not? SAY THEY ARE! SAY IT!!I'm sorry, mornings make me hostile. 2:00 am on the dot and I should never be up this early. Albino's not nocturnal. Anyway, I have Iggy Griffiths from the Maximum Ride series with me today. As we know, his DNA has been changed, and he has a 2% Avian DNA in his blood stream along with 98% human. 


So, as was walking with Iggy, here's how things went....

Me:So, your a bird kid

Iggy:Yeah,

Me:What kind of part bird are you?

Iggy:...I dunno...

Me:You'd think you would want to find that out and-WHOA DID YOU SEE THAT?!

Iggy:...no.I didn't actually.

Me:Well, I won't lie to you...It was Narnia. Narnia just blew up. It went everywhere. No joke.

Iggy:...Uh huh...

*place stress ball in Iggy's hand then quickly remove it*

Me:IGGY!! That was my boob!!

Iggy:Wha-

Me:That's okay,...I just didn't know you felt that way Iggy...

Iggy:Oh, uh, I'm blind...I uh didn't mean-

Me:It's okay...you don't have to hide it any more...We don't have to hide our love anymore.

Iggy:Wait, wha-

Me:YES! YES IGGY I WILL MARRY YOU!!!

Crowd-aww!

Iggy:AHH! No-I-What's happening?!

Me:Awwww, we would have Albino babies!

Iggy:What?

Me:We should name them after James Patterson.

Iggy:*RUNNSSSS*

Me:*chasing him*Wait!! Iggy!!! I luvvsss you!!! Don't fight the luuuuuvvvvvvv!!!!

Iggy:AHHHHH*THUD....*






Iggy hit a wall guys...um....you won't be seeing him...for a long time.... a really long time...hehe...NOBODY GO SWIMMING IN THE LAKE BY THE PARK!! JUST SAYING!!

JUSTIN BIEBER'S THE FATHER!!

ITS OFFICIAL! Justin's attorney did not want the press to get wind of this, so we have had a private case, not to mention an anonymous jury, and after the paternity test, Justin has been claimed the father of Don Juan's baby.

   Oh, so you where told that one woman was claiming JB was here baby daddy?No, that was a load of tabloid crap (remember I'm still following the site against OK's lying to us about Rpattz and K Stewart)  And the paternity test was for my monkey, (who apparently snuck away to LA during the grammys. BAD MONKEY!!!)  So, Justin's the sugar daddy. GUESS WHO'S PAYING CHILD SUPPORT? NOT ME!!!!! CUZ HE WAS CHEATING ON MY MONKEY WITH THE SKANK SELENA***

anyways, Meg is tired and this is her sleepy time (if Demy will allow her to sleep (which she won't, but who needs sleep? PANSIES!!!))

KEEP ON KEEPIN ON

heres Demy

Ummm.... Hi... She just handed this to me randomly, and I don't know what to say....so... I shall say goobye with a simple... "I like trains."~~~



***Meg luvs Selena Gomez people, just a joke

"QUOTE OF THE DAY" WITH DEMY AND MEG!

Quote from Dec. 19, "You never know when you'll need a candy cane and fun dip." -Demy

Quote from Dec. 20, "Crescendo, man!" -Meg (when we were writing a song... TIK TOK!)

Quote from Dec. 21, "I love Communist countries." - our one and only Meg Giry...

We shall periodically post quotes of the day...possibly... but that's all for now, so peace out peeps!

-Demy and Meg, but mostly Demy. (I TYPED THIS WHOLE FREAKIN' THING!!!)

IN THE QUARTER QUELL!~Demy and Meg

"CRESCENDO MAN!" (inside joke... SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU LEAVE ME AND MEG ALONE WITH EACH OTHER FOR ONE NIGHT CRYSTAL! THIS KINDA CRAP HAPPENS!) WE JUST WROTE A SONG! It's Demy and Meg here with our brand new, freakin' epic, song! Only took about like, what, 2 hours? Pfft! Cake. Me and Meg just used the music to another song so it was pretty easy... It was based on the second book of the Hunger Games, called Catching fire. "In the Quarter Quell"~~~ *vwoosh! epic squigglies!* Here's the lyrics and the song will be posted on this entry somewhere... not sure where, but somewhere... (and we're posting the lyric because we wrote it and we barely even know what we're saying so I doubt you guys could)

THIS SONG COMES WITH A WARNING!
This song may cause laughter,
Deafness in the left ear,
And stomach discomfort
(And if you are listening to this, you may have C.D. (Chive disorder.)
And if you are Team Gale, this may upset you and we apologise in advance...(Meg does not apologize. PUT ON YOUR BIG GIRL PANTIES) (Or your big boy panties if you are Gale... Or just a guy that thinks Gale is cool...)

LYRICZZZ! (tune is to "Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.)") and considering we can't get it posted on here for some reason, you'll have to sing it to yourselves. We apologize for any inconvenience... Actually... no we don't really give a crap, but we're kinda disappointed........

Peeta's always bakin' bread
Snow looming over my head
Smell of roses in the room
Finnick swimming in the pool
Haymitch still smells like a bar
Panem's such a prison yard
Quarter Quell is almost through
Prim I'm commin' home to you
Interview of last night, that was broadcast live
Says Peeta
loves me
It's a blacked out blur but I'm pretty sure Snow's cruel
oh well
In the Quarter Quell
Finnick is our ally
Tryin' to keep Peeta alive
even if he needs revived
In the Quarrter Quell
Yeah surviving may be hard
But it's Peeta's life we guard
oh waoh~
In the Quarter Quell
12 o' clock in the dark
That is when the lightning sparks
And when Beetee plays his part
In the Quarter Quell
yeah I think I broke the dome
so we may be going home
Oh, oh, ohwaoh~
In the Quarter Quell
Doing it all again
In the Quarter Quell
Doing it all again
now I am the Mockingjay
Dress bursting all into flames
Cinna's taken from the room
But I don't know what to do
Victors runnin' everywhere
can feel the tension in the air
tik tok, turns out its a clock
but nothin out there's stoppin us
Interveiw of last night that was broadcast live says Peeta
loves me
It's a blacked out blur but I'm pretty sure Snow's cruel
Oh well
In the Quarter Quell
Finnick is our ally
Tryin' to keep Peeta alive
even if he needs revived
In the Quarrter Quell
Yeah surviving may be hard
But it's Peeta's life we guard
oh waoh~
In the Quarter Quell
12 o' clock in the dark
That is when the lightning sparks
And when Beetee plays his part
In the Quarter Quell
yeah I think I broke the dome
so we may be going home
Oh, oh, ohwaoh~
In the Quarter Quell
Doing it all again
In the Quarter Quell
Doing it all again
tik tok x10
In the Quarter Quell
Finnick is our ally
Tryin' to keep Peeta alive
even if he needs revived
In the Quarrter Quell
Yeah surviving may be hard
But it's Peeta's life we guard
oh waoh~
In the Quarter Quell
12 o' clock in the dark
That is when the lightning sparks
And when Beetee plays his part
In the Quarter Quell
yeah I think I broke the dome
so we may be going home
Oh, oh, ohwaoh~
In the Quarter Quell
Doing it all again

DEMY'S FIRST POST! TOPIC: MOCKINGJAY! (and other various Hunger Game rants)

Dem-Dem here! I shall now rant about how much Mockingjay SUCKED! Someone needs to tell Suzanne Collins how to freakin' end a series! You don't kill everyone in the freaking book, and then have the two main characters have children without even them showing any affection for each other before hand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 And another thing...DON'T KILL, AND/OR BRAINWASH A CHARACTER RIGHT AT THE END OF THE SERIES! (i.e. Peeta and Finnick (I will miss you Finnick!)) But, even though I think she screwed up the last book, I just won a bidding war on eBay and got the entire series and a mokingjay pin. THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME!!!!!!!!!

Yours spazzily,

Demy Nom

Meg intros Demy

Little Giry here! Final day of school, our final day with Rory (   :(     )Last day of school and not much happened besides a movie that was so stupid you could not even enjoy it. *sigh* Crys was a little sick and (I blame it on Elmo)Meggie is at her friend's house and would like to introduce you to her. Here she is! Bah da da dah!


HOLA PEOPSLES!!! I am Demy!!! Like... Rawr and stufffff.... I am here with Meg...eating candy... *sugarrush*. Um... Not much to say about me... Uhh... I like Maximum Ride and The Hunger Games series'. I enjoy video games, etc..... I'm just your basic Demy. I also like fun. Fun is fun. I guess I'll give it back to Meg here...

Okay, she just threw the keyboard back at me (figurative language peeps) Okay, Friday we hit 200 viewers and the albino is very happy and Demy says "VWHAPAAAAA!!!"  My spell check is gonna kill me. Lol. Okay, I guess Meggie is done now.


TOODLE OOOOO!!!

Little Giry's Dentist Deary Dreamy Day.

You ever notice along with my tendancy to talk in the third person I use a ton of alliteration? Giry's just like that.

Rory's last day at school is tomorrow, and I feel great grief at her leaving...It's like she's dead or something...that sucks...

Nessa spend over $80 on all of her Christmas gifts for us (wait, using US currency, does that mean I just gave away our location? Or could we be in Puerto Rico? Or do they use pesos?)
Anyway, she got me a beast collectors edition of the Phantom Of the Opera the book. It's the centential edition since the book came out in 1911 in Meggie's favorite little city Pari, the city of luuuuuvvvvv!

I went to the dentist today. Do you know how much crap they stuck in my mouth?

5 dentist utensils (the silver pokie things)

3 pieces of gauze.

2 hands

1 rubber stopper thing.




Heroin #1 today was flirting again. I really don't wanna re-tell it.

Only three more episodes in my Friday fantasy segment. Then, I'm starting a new story.



Toodle ooooo all


GIRY OUT

Ness writes her weirdo dream

Okay I haven't been on in a while but fear not my smexy readers I have been busy. Her is weirdoid dream. The cullens were sleeping all snug in their seabed. Jasper in his clam shell Alice in her eel had just settled down for a long low tide nap. When up on the surface their arose such a clatter carlisle became a seducter and betrayed the cullens. Esmeralda took over and they rose to the surface. They turned into horses and flew over land. They arrived in a room and ate the little lamb.when all was said and done they returned to the water.such began their journey to merpire city. What do u think friends this occurred to me after I fell asleep after eating sugar I may not be as weird as Meg but I am still pretty weird eh.

Meggie's soooo tired

I just wanna rest. I think Elmo gave me his cold. I'm gonna kill him if he did.


ELMO:One of mine and Crystal's best guy friends. In the sixth grade we called him Elmo in our advanced Language Arts class. The name stuck. What are you gonna do?

I'm just tired I guess. I had three performances yesterday. At least the jazz choir didn't get booed like last time and Christine didn't get sexually assaulted by jerk-offs again.

I'm on girls go games. http://girlsgogames.com if anyone cares to friend me! And, some of you may already be my friends on girls go and heard about the blog there! I still go by MegGiry!

Meggie tuned into a gifted man last night, like she does every Friday night, because Patrick Wilson is a sexy beast (as you see on my hot guy list...at least I think I put him on there...If he's not just list him as 11.)hehe.

Anyway, marvelous actor, sexy guy. He's a doctor who sees dead people. What more could you want from TV? Anyway, I may on one of my Friday fantasy's do a fan fiction on that show so tune in! Every Friday at 7 central time!

Meggie is going to take a nap. (He Crys, did we have algebra?) Gotta go!

KEEP ON KEEPIN ON

GIRY

Crystal Poppin's Part ll

Okay, well, i know my fantasy isnt as awesome as Megs, but it is a fantasy. Okay, i left off at blacking out @ the dress store.



Everything came back into view and i look around. I see myself in a mirror with my hair in curls on top of my head. it looked beautiful.  my gray-haired mom looked at me with tears in her eyes. she saw it in the mirror and wiped it away with a red hankerchief. the stylist looked at me.
"Are you excited about the wedding?"
"Yeah, i mean, i guess."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm afraid i might mess up."
"Oh, you cant mess up in a wedding." she said with sympathy.
i was confused. i mean, of course you can mess up in a play! what, did this stylist know anything?! i black out again.

I wake back up again and i am in a white colored room. it had a make-up colored vanity in the corner and an overflowing closet in the other corner. i heard a soft knock on my door. my mom peeked her head in.
"Are you ready for your big big day?"
"Yes, mom. I'm nervous though."
"Don't be nervous. you need to just think good thoughts and it will be over soon." I black out again and when i Wake up, I'm standing in front of a white tinted glass door. my mom waddles up and i can see from her red face and puffy eyes, that she had been crying.
"Mom, you don't need to cry."
"Crystal, you look so pretty." she said as if she just ignored me.
"Mom, it will be over soon."
"But you wont be the same!" she said just as a new wave of tears were brought on. she composed herself quickly as the brides march started to play. I'm guessing that's my cue.
"Don't worry Crystal," My mom said "You'll be back soon."
the doors open wide and, i gasp at who the groom is.

Meg's Romantic Mind Pt.III

With great ecstasy, I twirled and twirled in front of my vanity. My hair neatly on top of my head, my long silver dress, which cut up to the thigh, fell down my body in a cascading river that accentuated my great height. Just wait until Sir Gubler saw me like this!
       I gently pulled my comb through my silken hair, then ran the curler into them and watched as my hair took the cylinder shape, and fall in two identical ringlets framing my face.
      Before I left, I placed an identical silver mask onto my face, the same fabric of the dress.
I smiled. I was a different girl when I was with him. Matthew, he made me...stronger some how. I was confident and unafraid and less meek, than when I was when I was the second in line Prima Donna ballerina Meg Giry.
      Next to Matthew, I was the masked Phantom Mistress, awe inspiring and mystical and mysterious. He didn't even know my name, but I was his everything, and he my whole world. I already knew we were going to leave this city, this country. Get away. From his name calling and my being held down, held back and my curbed tongue....We'd take both our mothers.
         Mother would like that, be away from trying to please everyone. She always tried to, wouldn't she like a break?
        And Matthew's mother, wouldn't she like to leave the asylum? I knew she had to, wouldn't everyone?
Matthew and I would have children, beautiful children. I looked in my vanity and imagined my now slender body swollen with Matthew's child. I smiled and every inch of me tingled at the thought. We'd be gypsies. Or live in America, I heard so much about.
           I took one look at the clock. Damn! I would have to run to get a carriage and quickly, the gala was down the block. I had no escort. Mother had counted on me to find one. Perhaps I could meet one and claim him as one if anyone asked.


I arrived and it was noted I was the only girl in a mask. I noticed the whispers of other girls, and some even sneered at me. How dare I defy them? They didn't even know who I was. I made sure to give them the finger at my departure. The all gasped horridly and I suppressed a giggle.
     Then, there he was. He knew it was me. He knew my smile, knew my hair, my eyes. Just like I knew his, knew his everything. My feet slowly walked toward him, then I could no longer stand it. I broke out and a sprint and my arms flew out and-
 "AHH!"
The hands gripped my shoulders and roughly yanked me to the side. Again, I screamed out in fright until I saw the black tafftia dress and knew who it was.
"What are you doing!" She asked angrily "What are you wearing! What are you doing here late! Why is that mask on your face!" She continued to yank me up the stares of the house as she flew rhetorical questions at me.

When she was done, I was dressed so differently. She put me in a white dress, the way she did when I was young and she still dressed me. Pulled my hair down and straightened it, hair up was a sign of a married woman anyway and my mother was not having that. My mother put the revealing dress I had made into her bag and was pulling me down stairs. I tried to yank up my skirts, but once again, she forbade me. So, I was tripping along down the stairs, my hair, now straight like silk, was flying out behind me like a long cape. I must look like a flailing mess.
"Why are we-" I began to ask
"To meet your new suitor. He is your escort for the night."
My heart sunk in my chest. I froze and stopped in my tracks, as did my mother, otherwise I would likely have fallen down the stairs in a horrible display.
My mother gave me a sad look."Please Meg," she pleaded," Please. You need this. Meg, I'm worried about you. Please, Meg,"
My eyes were filling with tears and my mother frantically sought out a hanker chief to save my painted face. Matthew, my sweet Matthew...My dreams came crashing around me. A suitor meant marriage. Once I was married, I would no longer dance. And now, my Matthew was-was-was....I didn't know. Gone forever. I would never marry him. We would never live together far away in America as the memory of us faded in Paris. Our mothers at our sides, and my body full with his baby. It would never happen.
"Meg, stop crying!" My mother shrieked for the hundredth time.
"Meg-" she began again, pleading.
"I will go to him."
At first she was shocked and then she came over it and put on her poker face.
"Smile," She said, as she did before every performance. Which was ironic. I would have to wear a poker face for my future husband for the rest of my life.

Mother released her hand from the small of my back and walked into the parlor, where we were to meet my courter, and I waited in the hall as she entered.
"Hello, Sir," she began as she closed the door, then the rest of the conversation was muted. Until the door was opened. My mother, with her smiling face motioned me in.
        Terrified, I trudged in. I looked a my feet and watched how ungraceful they shuffled across the wooden floor. When, I looked up, ready to face my horrid future, my breath caught in my throat. My heart stopped and I almost fell backward. As I teetered, he didn't even reach out to catch me as I wanted his steady hands to, as I remember how strong and warm they were. Instead, a look of disgust crossed his face. And I felt tears coming on.
      Matthew, my Matthew. My suitor.
My heart stopped, I should be over joyed, but I wasn't. His demeanor wasn't the same.



He hated me.


And because I didn't have the mask


He always would.

Little Giry say HEEEEYYY!!!

Hello my little friends!  Oh my gosh, worst day ever. Okay not the worst.


News from my suckie (non-existant) Love life. Stupid waste-of-my-time Ginger, tries to flirt. Always, he finds the best time for it when I'm reading. My friends know I will kill you if you stop my reading.

"Dude, are you reading again?"

I nod

"That's the second day in a row!"

No shit

"Dude, If I did that, I would have ralphed back to back."

...what?

"Like, blah! Too educational!"


No kidding. That's what he said. Disgusting.
It's like gaston from Beauty and the Beast
"How can you read this? There's no pictures!"

*eye roll*



I was going to share a story, but for fear of someone reading it from my school, I will keep my homicidal thoughts to myself. New on red-ranger's idiocy

He was popping the lid of an M&M container. Once, it flies over his head, and hits our director in the face. I had to bite my finger to keep from falling over.

Anyway, on OG, Meg has finally managed to slip from Alice's frozen fingers, thanks to her half-vampire son, Brian. And since Meg has gotten the Imperius off her, its like the numbness has gone and reality is engulfing her, so, she, trying to help other, destroys one person in the process:Reid.
She claims she loves him, only him, and he agrees to marry her. After he agrees, Meg shares a piece of vital information with him: She's pregnant with his child

Meg's Freaky Day

Okay, we all know what I'm doing right now. Sitting in front of my dim monitor, chugging my Dr. Pepper and eating two loaves of Peeta's bread (for free). Same old day. Same old rut. Same old life. Blah.

I have yet to check, but I heard I have had some posts on the preference of Don Juan's baby name. It's a girl if any one cares.

Criminal Minds on tonight. I don't think it's new but I can't get enough of Dr. Reid and his quirky cast of characters. So addictive.

and I just remembered. It's 4 o'clock. Time to rant.


OH MY GOODNESS! I LOATHE(!!!) GINGERS RIGHT NOW! (I am sorry to Rory who I know will be upset by this statement.)
But, stupid Ginger that sits next to me in...no comment...his name is Heroin #1. (don't ask). I wasted three years of my existence fawning over him like...like...well, like a girl.

I learned that, I can be strong on my own. I learned that, I don't need a boy to make me smile or laugh or be safe. I learned, he's an idiot and a moron and has clearly sniffed away all remaining brain cells. Anyway, not worth my time.

So, after these three years, I grew up. I learned over 70% of men are disgusting egotistic, masochistic, idiotic, sex-crazed idiots who only want one thing. Maggots, disgusting worthless worms. Oh, what I wouldn't give for a pure gentleman who only wanted to dance away the night with me...Oh wait, I forget, all the good ones are gay. CRAP!

Anyway, the ginger, heroin #1, after 3 FREAKING YEARS, decides now, he likes to talk to me every friggin day!! What the crap!!

Ugh, I hate men. Disgusting species.

Anyway, as far as O.G Soap Opera is concerned, Meg is...well...under the imperious curse. Yes, it sucks. And everything is in Reid's hands, he has to do his job and protect her. But, he has to protect her, without her guardian knowing it. Reid has to give Hermione Draco's wand, which is the only way she can return to normal.
Christine and Bella also have an interesting surprise in store for Reid. A date. Who is the lady for which our dear Dr. Reid will be romancing? I refuse to say tune in cuz that cliche crap makes me want to vomit. So just check it out.

SEE YA ON THE FLIP SIDE!

Meg's Happy Ending...or so I was told

Okay, Meggie is here. And, in mine and Christine's blog, O.G. Soap Opera, Meg, and if you haven't started the 4th season, cover your eyes and go read it...(sorry, I'm contradicting like that), has just had a baby, Brian, who she has discovered to be Jasper Hale's son. Reid has just returned, and informs her Draco is cheating on her. Reid has just discovered himself that Draco is keeping Meg prisoner in his home.

Meg, begging Reid to help her, not only has a guardian from Alice, the vampire seeking revenge on her for killing her husband, but a confident and friend. He becomes her safe place from the hurt she is feeling from loosing her son, her lover, Luke, and the outside world. He takes her in and allows her to open up to him, and he himself finds a friend in her.

The only thing the two of them is not thinking is, Is Reid strong enough to save her?

Meg's Daring Doctor Visit

Meg and Don Juan just got back from the doctor....IT'S A GIRL!!!!!  A little bouncy baby girl.

Our musical was just annoucned today. THE MUSIC MAN!!!! WEEEEEEEE HOW EXCITING!!!

Anyway, Meg is happy.

Tata little friends

Meg's Top Ten

Meggie got bored and decided to give you her top ten sexiest actors of the year and the sexiest fictional characters of all time. Ready?

MEG'S TOP TEN SEXIEST

ACTORS OF 2011

1. Okay! This actor is major major sexy. And for those of you who like your guys on the scruffy side may not agree. This clean shaven vamp is sexy as I'll get out and the accent is such a turn on. Who is this?    ROBERT PATTINSON!!!
2. This guy is pretty cute too. Also a star in the twi saga, his band, 100 Monkeys, is one of my favorites. He is amazing, and that cute little Texas twang can bring me too my knees. If he's strumming Annabell, my heart stops. Those of you who do your research, you know this is non other than JACKSON RATHBONE!!!!
3. This guys my heart stop with his intense acting. He's character is known to be afraid of the dark and even his own mind. He stars as the infamous JoeJoe in RV and Simon in Alvin and the chipmuncks. He is amazing with his film making and he directed the music video for one of my favorite Christmas song's DON'T SHOOT ME SANTA. This should hit the nail on the head, MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER!!!!!
4. This sexy brit had to deal with peroxide since he was 11. It covered the sandy locks he has underneath and is just now growing out of it. He was the character you love to hate on Harry Potter and has one of the sexiest voices anywhere. He sings, IF YOU COULD BE ANYWHERE, TOM FELTON!!!!
5. He recently gained his own TV show called A GIFTED MAN, which Meggie watches every Friday night. He got much ridicule from young girls who prefered the distorted composer to the hot viscount he played. I am talking about the blonde PATRICK WILSON!!!
6. This guy has the voice of gold. He is about to make his world tour of the musical he first starred in LOVE NEVER DIES and he has just started a band called SHEYTOONS. He is sexy as the Phantom and always has been. I mean my sexy RAMIN KARIMALOO!!!!
7. This guy I have loved since I was very small, and now that he's coming back, I am soooo giddy! He starred in movies like ZATHURA and BRIDGE TO TARABITHA, he is also going to star as Peeta Mellark in THE HUNGER GAMES. Yes, I am talking about the sensitive brunette, JOSH HUTCHERSON!!!
8. The next smexy male has been on my mind since I bawled my way through THE LAST SONG and now, the Australian sexy man is coming back as Gale in THE HUNGER GAMES. I am talking about LIAM HEMSWORTH!!!
9. The 9th hottest man on my mind is the amazing the amazing actor/singer. He was the original Raoul in LOVE NEVER DIES. I mean JOSEPH MILLSON
10. The final hottie I show to you is CHARLIE MANTON!! No, not manson,manton. He was the oringal Gustave of LOVE NEVER DIES and he is just adorable!!!I wish he would just cuddle me!!

That is all of my cutties for today. Meggie now has to watch bodies get demolished...then she does her homework.

SOOOO LOOONNG!!!

Meg's Dreary Darling Delusional Day

Hello, hectic day for the Girys as you can see. I had ...two performances today? Anyway, I can't remember. I feel like my show choir did very well today and I stand by my performance.

Guess who got to see Prince Joshie last night? MEGGIE DID! HE WAS IN HIS UNDERPANTIES. ON STAGE. SO SEXY!!!!! lol.  Anyway, I have a definite shock planned for the next Friday Fantasy, trust me. It's huge. Amazing.

I'm tired and want to curl up with my Peeta Mellark.

Cause he has bread.

sigh.



Giry says GOOOOOOOODDDD NIIIIIIIGHHTT!!!

im back

hello peoples of this nation. i come in peace. all i want is a food suply of BRAINS!!!!!!!!!! jk, im sorry, im hyper, i just got home maybe ten mins ago from the thing for choir and then we went to an amazing resturant to eat and now im hyper. i have to go now. just letting you guys know i was alive and all.

Crystal Poppin's fantise

well, it is Friday and it is time for FRIDAY FANTASISE!!!!!!!! i  mainly talk about my day dreams but somtimes talk about my night dreams. see how i tried to fit that in there. anyway, ON TO MY DAY DREAM!!!!!!!!!!!
(I AM NOT DESCRIBING MYSELF!!!!! THIS IS A RANDOM PERSON!!!!!! the person i am talking about is me, but i wont describe myself or giv my age.)

my day dream starts off with me in a wedding dress shop. all these beautiful dress around me. i look to my right and see a woman with long, light brown hair. she is wearing a light blue shirt and plain, dark blue pants. she is wearing yellow and black glasses with beautiful brown eyes under them. i realize its me then, its my birthday, my 13th birthday. wow, how the time flies. i look to my left and see a squat, grey haired woman waddling towards me with a white bag. im pretty sure it was a wedding dress. she brings it over to me and says, "What are you doing Crystal? I brought you your dress." she says in a almost hoarse whisper. i realize she is my mom. WTF!! HOW OLD IS SHE!!!
"Umm, thanks mom, but whats going on?" i say confused "I am now where near the age to get married." she just keeps on going as if she never heard me.
"Now, go into the dressing room," she said pushing me into a small rectangular room "and make sure it still fits."
"But mom wait!" but the door was already closed. i decide to go with it and pretend that im in a drama class and im in a wedding scene. im sure thats what it is. i unzip the bag and pull out a beautiful white and red wedding dress with a medium long train and a lacy veil. the dress was completly white with a wide red strip down the back, it had a white vine design on the red strip. it also had red around the collar. it was so pretty! i stand there with my mouth hanging open for almost 5 mins. befor my mom knocked on the door demanding i get a move on. i easily pulled it on. i fit lik a glov. it was perfect! i walk out of the room and show my mom. she gasps in surprise.
"Crystal, it fits perfect!" she says waddeling towards me. she takes the veil from my hands and fits it on my head. she suddenly starts crying. "Oh, my baby. shes growing up soo fast!"
"Mom, you dont need to cry, its not real." i say on the verge of tears myself. i dont even know why, as im trying to tell myself, it is only a play.


i will tell you the rest later. i have to go now. i promis i will tell you part 2 next friday. the only thing tht happend next is i black out and then wake up in a new place, i will tell u the place next Friday. see u peeps later.


CRYSTAL POPPIN' OUT!!!!

Meg's Romantic Mind pt.II

Today, was okay, as far as most of Meggie's days have gone. I had 3 movies watching, 2 tests grading, 20 HOMICIDAL URGES!!! Jk anyway, I get to see prince Joshie, and I'm happy.  He's in White Christmas which Meg will view tonight with Ness and Christine.


PEETA PEETA PEETA. Apparently, I'm carrying his child. Which I'm fine with. FUTURE PEETA, I WILL BARE YOUR CHILD ANYDAY!!! BECAUSE KATNISS COULDN'T CARE LESS.


Anyway, here's Meg's

FRIDAY FANTASY PART DUES

I woke the next morning, my blonde tresses strewn about the pillow, tangled and going ever which way. I remembered the man...Matthew. Oh! A name so sweet! Sir Gubler. Then a sudden fear came over me, clouding my blissful mind with gray.
     Had it all been a dream? I looked around my chamber. I saw my violet dress and cloak, which had been throw carelessly over my wardrobe. Then, I saw my slippers, which, last night, I had danced off my feet with exhilaration over the joy of the man. He was so beautiful. And I was to meet him tonight!
   I sighed and I heard my curtains get thrown open, causing the sunlight to be casting shadows around my room.
"Get up, Meg," I heard my mother grumble in her gravelly voice. I stood in response, I must obey my mother.
"Where were you last night?" she asked. I gave no response."Meg, the season is about to start and suitors are lining up, and you decide to frolic around the opera house! Honestly! Do you have no desire to be courted? To be married? Meg, it is my job to make sure you make it out there, to be married before you get to be an old maid. What do you have to say for yourself."
I sighed and looked shamefully at my feet. I could not tell her about Matthew. Oh, how she would reprimand me if she knew.
"I saw no suitors I was interested in, so I went back stage to dance and I lost track of time."
Mother frowned,"Then you best hope the managers noticed how much you've progressed," she spat at me, "Go to rehearsal. Now."
***
I looked whimsically out of my window, it was noon and there was a break in rehearsal because Carlotta was sick. Dumbest. Prima Donna. Ever. I sighed.
"Meg," My mother whispered from behind me," I'm sorry about what I said. I just really wish you would listen to me. Your Papa would not like this whimsical behavior of yours. You need to grow up, Meg."

I was just a girl.
A girl with whimsical dreams and ideas and thoughts and love. Love in my heart. Love in my mind.

"Mother," I asked," Do you know a Sir Gubler?"
She turned a look of shock and anger on me.
"How do you know about Monsieur Gubler?"
I came up with a quick and pitiful lie,"I heard a few of the ballerinas talk about him,"
"Do not go and meet the man, my dear. He-" she stopped dead.
"What? Is he not of good fortune? Of good wealth? Of good health? Is he a felon? Does he take advantage of women? What is it?"
"My dear, his mother is insane. She raised him, she is now in a insane asylum."
"Goodness!" I cried.
"I knew her as a girl, she was such a pretty girl. Her husband left her. And what choice had he? A decent man cannot stay with a woman like that. As for Monsieur Gubler,a good suitor, yes. Maybe it would be even a good idea for you to court him, just so other men would notice you."
"Mother-," I groaned.
"No buts. The next gala is to-morrow night and expect you to fill your dance card, understood?"
"Yes, mother,"
***
The midnight hour was practically upon me as I dressed. I laced my corset and pulled it as tight as it would go. I stained my lips and slid a red mask onto my face. It matched the red and gold dress I had made the other day. I smiled as twirled in front of my mirror, and I noticed I was practically pretty. Piling my hair on top of my head, I snuck quietly out of the the roof and onto the room of the opera house.
     The snow swirled and it froze me. I looked around and saw no one. Nothing. Nada. Zip, zilch, Zoblengata. I wished he was he, I prayed inside my head.
"Matthew," I called gently into the wind, "Where hast thee gone?"
Two hands came behind my and covered my eyes. My first reaction was to scream, but then-
"It is me, I am here."
I turned to face him and when I saw his face, I fell into his arms.
"Oh, Matthew! I missed you so!"
"And I you. I thought about you every minute of every hour since you've been away. How, I've missed you my lovely."
"There is a gala, to-morrow night. We must meet there. I haven't the time to stay here now, only to see you for the moment."
"Then, I shall see you to-morrow. The season is beginning, and I would thoroughly enjoy to court you, my darling dearest. How I love thee."
"And, I feel the same way. I have never felt this feeling. It is truly amazing."
"Good morrow my darling," He called as I left him.
"Good morrow good sir," I whispered, and he stole a kiss on my cheek.

And I danced all the way back to my room.

Ness is back and better than ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello my loyal readers, May I just say 118 views in a few weeks amazing! I know I didn't post a friday fantasy but thats because unlike these other yutz I take school very seriously and need good grades to get into Vasser. Anyway I know my other story is very short but I have other things I needs to do. Anyway My choir directer from hell is horid I have 2 concerts I have to go to this weekend and Dinner with the 'rents. Hey do you know that it's almost time for the Cullens life christmas special. Yes all that sugery nauseating christmasy shit wrapped up in a neat little package. Fear not mine will not be like that beleive me I hate that shit and want to shove my tiny size 8 boot up it's ass. Anyway sorry to go off like that, have you met my purple shoulder platapus named Carlita Rosita Delamira Juana Alberta Sophia Anita Josephina Bob the VI She has a crush on Don Juan's Kid for she is the kids age. She loves books and biting. I am eating a cookie and hyper so bear with me. Anyway good by I have to watch my glee taping. Hears to hoping Trouble tones win sectionals.




Your forever bookworm,

Nessarose

All Good in the Albino's Hood

HOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! That was hola, not holla by the way. Meggie hasn't check O.G. Soap Opera yet, but yesterday she finished typing the third season, so she wants to check the viewers.


PEETA I LUVS YOU!!!! I WANT TO BARE YOU CHILDREN!!!! EVEN IF ALL THEY DO IS BAKE BREAD!!!! Lol. I just finished Book 1 of the Hunger Games series. And I love Peeta. As you can guess, I want him to father my children...his in a long line of others. Lol.

I finally get to post the partII of last weeks Friday Fantasies. Lol, its becoming addictive!


I have not decided when to post season 4, Meg's Revelation on O.G. Soap Opera yet, but, I am hoping to soon.


Meg needs here Dr. P!!!


ALBINO OUT!!!


....I did not not mean Phil...ew...mustache...eh

Meggie's Back

THE ALBINO IS BACK! She got back into the swang of things today. I'm chugging my Dr. P and getting ready for tonight's new episode of Criminal Minds. 106 VIEWERS! In what? A week in a half? Amazing. I am sorry for those of you who have been checking onto the other blog and see it is being neglected. I am feeding new episodes into its hungry little belly as we speak.
       She is also happy to report that Meggie has almost finished Book 1 of the Hunger Games series. Momma luvs her some Peeta, and misses her Gale. I've only read up to the first night of fighting, I am so happy Peeta's alive


KEEP ON KEEPIN ON


YOUR GIRY

Meg's Juicy Little Day

Wow that title sounds disgusting. Anyway, Meg is tired, but feels better. I just spent the last ten minutes spazing because stupid OK mag. posted more tabloid shit that makes me made. and yes, I said shit. So go report me...I dare you. For those of you non-sissies who continue reading, I thank you for putting on you big girl panties and continue reading. They put a picture of Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart and JUST MARRIED! as the headline. I heard a lot about their supposed secret wedding, the tabloids sent out to infiltrate our minds to make us surreptitiously unaware of the look out for more of this. So, when my grandmother told me this, I called Crystal and started bawling. It turns out, THERE IS NOW A WHOLE SIGHT OF TWI FANS AGAINST OK'S LYING TO US! I'm so happy we banned together to stand against this tabloid crap they put up, just to prey on US. Teenagers, young kids who love the vamp romance with the human.



In other new, Meg is happy to report, she has picked up on some hacking skills. And now being a depressing servant to the biebs, she has hacked his facebook. No joke, not a lie, amazing.CLICK HERE TO HACK JUSTIN BIEBER'S FACEBOOK FOR ONE HOUR!!!! hehe. You love your Giry.



So, okay, I almost fell over laughing today. So, I started with an inside joke.:




Edward Cullen-I'm a vampire, I sparkle under the sun


Draco Malfoy-I'm a Malfoy, I sparkle ALL the time


So, being it almost performance day, our choir teacher wanted us to SPARKLE she kept screaming "SPARKLE SPARKLE"

So, Red-ranger screams back. "EWWWW I'M NOT EDWARD CULLEN!!!"


hehehe

Which leads Crystal and I to break out into the Edward Cullen song.
We couldn't stop.




Red-ranger also has a girlfriend.

I'm very happy for him.




Not really.




Maybe if she was not a total *****/**** ***.*..  MEG HAS EDITED THIS AND BLEEPED IT











What? Too harsh?



You know your Giry. Pessimism, Hypocrisy, Homicidal thoughts and Depression just had a baby.





OMG!!! I THINK I KNOW WHO THE FATHER IS! I think is is Dylan, for those of you who have not read the Maximum Ride series (which I suggest you do) He is HOOOOOOTTTT!!!!

So maybe the baby will be cute....with a tail...and a beard....begars can't be choosers.


GIRY OUT!!!

Crystal's Excuses

I'm so sorry i didn't get to post my Friday Fantasy, I, regrettably, had to serve at a thing for choir. The same goes for the weekend wrap-up. My dear, Albino has been sick since Saturday and I'm very sorry for her. But as she said, El POCKO Le Taco and Don Juan Julleo Jose Pedro Alejandro Fernando Roberto III Jr. have been fighting over custody of E.J. He is our cute little duck-monkey cross breed. E.J. may like the Albino more but I like him more. lol, I'm not going to fight about it, i think we should trade off. I haven't even gotten to see him since he was born! i mean i helped Don Juan give birth then the Albino stole him away from me, never intending for me to see him ever again. But i have, at birthday parties, i help feed him, i change his ducky diapers(He has a ducky body with a tail and more monkeyish face) he can change only 2 colors so far [Green and Blue] but were hoping to make more colors come out, considering El Pocko can change any color and will, we hope it may work. I will try to talk more sense in to that Albino, and we may be able to have it for a week each then switch off again at school. anyway, off that teary subject, *Wipe away tear on cheek* it is Monday Monstrosities, and my report is empty, i cant think of anything, i guess the Albino made me upset because she had to go and get sick on me and leave me in that heck hole of a school. Well, i guess another thing is in math, we had a review game and i Epically Failed at that, we had to do S.I.F(I dont care if you dont understand me, and if you do, great) and i was desperate to get one right and i did it all, found the slope, and thats all i did! i didnt even bother to find the y-intercept! so, im like y=6x+.................. Umm..................(Try to do it in my head, EPIC FAIL)..............2? MEEEEEEEEEP!! Wrong answer, and do you know what IT WAS FREAKING 6!!!! I MEAN REALLY!!! 6!!! I was so mad. okay, then there was p.e.= Work out video, thats never good. umm, in band i figured out that i have to play at a game tomorrow and i really dont want to. i got called many bad names because 'Catching Fire'(the 2nd book in the Hunger Games series[Best books ever{besides Harry Potter/Twilight/Maximum Ride}]) it was just turned in that day, like, an hour before i got it so, everyone was like, YOU B****! I WANTED THAT BOOK!!!!! well, they didnt really say that, but i got alot of evil glares. And thats about it. well i have to go and finish my homework. Tomorrow, permitting i can get on, i will attempt to talk in ONLY 3rd person.

CRYSTAL POPPIN' OUT!!! PEACE!!!

Meg's Mythical Male Monkey's Baby Bump

Okay, I have some happy news. My monkey is pregnant. For those of you who do not know, Meg has a Mexican Shoulder Monkey (he lives on my shoulder). His name is Don Juan Julleo Jose Pedro Alejandro Fernando Roberto III Jr.
        He has one-offspring thing- with Crystal's shoulder duck, El Paco Le Taco. The babies name is E.J. Its-eh mm-of both genders. Please don't make me say it. But we love little E.J. anyway. And E.J. loves his two daddies. Now, Don Juan is prego again, and I'm not sure who the father is-or mother.
           Don Juan and El Paco have been going through a rough spot since around this August. El Paco got Don Juan pregnant about last August and there's been abit of strain between who gets the baby when. The judge has not come to an agreement yet (and I will do whatever it takes to make sure my little E.J. gets in Juan's care. I'm his favorite grandma ya know) So, I'm hoping for a girl this time. or a guy. Or anything with a distinguishing gender. Or a made up gender. Just one that's normal please.
       Every one wish my monkey luck!

Don't forget to visit Christine's and my other blog http://ogoperaghostjjc.blogspot.com/ 

We would really apreciate it. Yesterday we got up to 17 views and overall since we started it last month 107 views (lucky we get any. Do you know what crap goes on inside my head?) lol


ALBINO OUT!!! (Grandma to be)

Meggie's Welfare pt2

Meg here, I feel terrible. I can't come to class today and that makes me miserable. I took a shower today, happy about that. Feels good to be clean. C Minds isn't on today until 9 and I hate that. Whats the purpose of missing school besides good TV? That's the best thing when your sick! So, I'm laying on the couch, my resting place for the last 3 days, and moping all day.
       Sigh, if any one has ideas for fun, please give Meggie ideas.


Your sick Albino,

Meg

Meggie's Welfare

Meg has never been this sick in her whole life. I just O.D.ed on like 3 Ibuprofen so this is my first time off the couch in two days. I have had trouble breathing, throwing up, my muscles are weak, and I ache all over. I have fever 103 and I feel like crap. I haven't eaten anything sense yesterday morning. Ugh. I had to miss the Madrigal last night and I really hope I can go to school tomorrow.
     I feel terrible and I am sincerely upset to all my friends that I was not there to help last night. I'm sorry to my choir director that I let her down and to the performers last night.
    Meggie wants you to know she will continue on the Friday fantasies every Friday. I also want you to know that the man in the Friday Fantasies is not Matthew Gray Gubler (even though he is an amazing actor/ film director/ artist) I simply used his name because it's freakin' awesome. The Matthew in the Friday Fantasies is an entirely individual character that stands alone. I merged me, Meg with the Meg Giry from the phantom of the opera in the Friday Fantasies so I'm sorry for the confusion.
            I also want to encourage you to see the next Alvin in the Chipmunks movie Chipwrecked. Matthew stars the voice of Simon (my fav little intelligent munk) and I hope you all support him.
      Criminal Minds is also on today on A&E, it is a marathon. And I haven't seen it in two weeks and I'm having with drawl.
         Meggie hopes she will be better tomorrow and that she can write, but right now, the room is spinning so I'm going to log off.

Rory's sorry excuse for a life

Hi sorry I haven't been writing as much as possible, but I have a life. (Not really) I have been having one of those months where I hate everything and everyone and my friends are stupid and my family sucks. Sorry for being so pessimistic. Bye.

Meg's Vibrating Bosoms

IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!??!!?!?! SOMEONE PLEASE DISPROVE MY THEORY!! I'M FREAKING OUT!!! Okay, really cute guy, ends up to gay. Crystal will give you more, and if nessecary, I will share the the convo I had with him. MEGGIE LUVS PRINCE JOSHIE!!!

Meggie's Romantic Mind...

We all know how much Meggie likes to talk about her feelings (ugh) I'm the girl with the heart on her sleeve that cries during every movie and laughs when the evil step-mother dies, even though the beautiful princess-daughter is grieving. Yeah, its that messed up in there. Anyway, Meg's sitting at her computer chugging a Dr.P, trying to stay awake for tonight's performance she has to do (Crystal, Nessa, and Christine will also be with me) and she has been day dreaming all day (well 8th hour anyway) just to give you, her Friday Fantasy

MEG'S FRIDAY FANTASY

So, well imagine....

I'm sitting here, looking forlorn. Oh, why must I love such things? People swirled all around in their beautiful gowns, the women lovely, the men dapper, all in their Sunday finest. The Moonlit Gala is happening, I'd been preparing all week, and here I sat, pathetic and depressed. Alas, alack!

      I looked around the Paris opera house, the swirling gowns, the colors, the lights, calling my name. I lived here, I was raised here, then why did I feel so far from home? My mother danced across the room, once again spreading the word and bragging endless about her ballerina daughter. How lovely her voice, how sweet and fluid her motions, I internally gagged.

      And once again, around I looked, hoping for just one man to spare me a glance. Meg Giry : Plain and ordinary. Yes, ignore the woman with a brain! Ignore her thoughts, her ideas! All men, the dominate species. Oh, how high and mighty! Repress my thoughts! Curb my tongue! A generation will come where women won't have to be ditz, it won't be necessary to powder our noses and paint our cheeks and lips to fit societies idea of a "beautiful woman". Yes society, shun Meg Giry, but can you control and reprimand the women of the future?

      I knew the hopeless romantic in me would have to bite my tongue, smile and wave and show my proper edicate. With an unnoticed sneer, I gently threw back my shoulders and puffed out my chest, and plastered on a face smile. I waved at the men, they gave a gentlemanly hello, but I knew these men. They were disgusting boys, I grew up with them. Disgusting boys, and I knew their fathers and how they treated their wives. I turned up my nose.

       Then, in the distance, I saw it. Or him.

His eyes were glued to a book, a thick book. I had read it once already, I knew the material by heart. I smiled, an intelligent conversation! (considering he understood the book). I lifted my skirts, so not to trip, but then I got a real look at the man. I froze and retreated quickly.

     What had come over me? My stomach grew airy and uncomfortable and my heart was pounding. I had read about this. Stealing one my look at the man, I turned away and felt my disposition grow stronger.

           Immediately I saw the man in my head. His bronze hair was wild, and untamed, yet he held it with a violet ribbon on the back of his head. His brown eyes were glowing as he read every word, they quickly scanned the page and his fingers nimbly flipped it and his eyes repeated the pattern. His pale skin was glowing in the warm lights that came from the candled chandelier.

      I straightened my mask on my face and smoothed my violet skirts down and walked toward him with my chin stuck out with pride. I was Meg Giry, the ballerina, the singer, the dancer, the....House wife? ugh, but he....

  

"Hello, sir?"

He looked up and his brown eyes stunned me and he gave a white smile that made my heart skip a beat

"Hello, ma'am, may I help you?"

"No, no," I stuttered " I mean, yes sir, I-I mean, I was just wondering what you thought of that book."

"Oh ,it brilliant, absolutely brilliant. Why, were you thinking of reading it?"

"No, I've read it before. And brilliant isn't exactly very creative or proper when describing a book to anyone. You may consider it brilliant, where as someone else could consider it horrid. But, I loved it. It's one of my favorites."

His eyes lit up with shock. That put an ecstatic smile on my face. How hilarious.

" Why isn't a girl like you dancing? Is your husband occupied? Must I ask for your hand?"

"Husb-Oh, I'm not married. Not yet anyway. If my mother saw fit I'd be married at 12."

"Are you not of age to wed?" He asked curiously.

"No, I'm 16."

He smiled," Just the right age. So, may I?"

I was puzzled," May you what?"

He again blinded me with his smile, behind his gold and violet mask,"May I have your hand for this dance?"

"Oh," My heart was in my throat. Knowing me, I would trip and fall, the next dance didn't start til- Oh damn, It started in two minutes. What was I waiting for?  He wanted to dance with me. To dance with The Meg Giry.

"S-sure," I stuttered.

He held out his gloved hand, and I delicately put mine in his. He strongly, yet hesitantly, lead me to the floor. The band started, and he placed his hand on my waist and I suppressed a shiver and placed mine on his shoulder. His other hand took mine, and we began to swirl.

    He almost seemed shocked that he could dance so well, and we didn't say a word. He swirled me and I felt the warmth of his hand through my silk gown. I felt his eyes on my face, and I watched how gracefully his feet moved. Our faces moved toward each other slowly and I almost didn't notice til a turn when his nose brushed against my cheek.

       The violins began to play softer and the piano played gently and methodically as the player ran his hands gently over the ivory. I placed my head on his chest, and I heard his heart beat rhythmically in his chest and I felt as if it only beat for me.

"Follow me," He whispered gently in my ear, and he danced us surreptitiously out of the room, onto the roof of the opera house.

I stared into his glowing brown eyes, and I reached up and popped the mask off his face. I ran my hand over his cheek-bones and I saw his beautiful face.

"What is your name?" I asked him gently, my eyes never leaving his face.

"Matthew, Matthew Gray Gubler"

"Sir Gubler, I have had a brilliant time tonight."

He laughed," So that is a proper way to use the word?"

"Yes," I whispered, his face so close to mine his breath ticked my face,"Yes it is," I leaned in toward him, and I caught sight of the clock across the opera house.

"Goodness!" I exclaimed.

"What?" He asked," Are you not well? What is wrong?"

"I must go!" I said, already on my way.

"What? Please don't go, I don't even know what you look like! I don't even know your name!" He cried chasing after me.

"I'm sorry, Good-bye,"My heart ripped out at the thought of leaving him, but I had to.

"Can you meet me here? Tomorrow?"

"Yes! Yes I can! Good-bye!"

"Good-night fair maiden of Paris, good night."

and I left him there, in the snow.

Meg will continue that Friday Fantasy next Friday, but now she has to go.

ALBINO OUT!!!