Mad Vampire Chick - the Movie.

Gad, I still can't believe that I have do a project with Kristy Helleughes. Even Solz and Julie sympathize with me on this one. Paul is no help, he says: "you're a vampire, you can take on any weird old crazy bitch." Paul just hasn't seen Kristy yet.
But it makes me think: yeah, I'm super strong and I'll never have another bad hair day or a pimple now and for petesakes, I'll never even die, but nevertheless inside I still don't feel very Lestat-ish, you know, all cool and confident and all. Inside, I still feel like the same old Agatha and all. I mean, I have my Lestat days, and they do happen more often than usual now but otherwise, I'm more Angel-from-Buffy-with-his-insecurities than Lestat-I'm-so-cool-I'm-like-Johnny-Depp-type.
Speaking of Angel and Buffy and Lestat, you know what? Ever since I turned, I've been really interested in vampire stuff - like novels and movies and all that shit. Anne Rice and L.J. Smith and Bram Stoker and all. Most of the movies are pure crap. Some of the books are all right. Most of the time, I sit there and go "You're wrong! Fuck, you're SO wrong about THAT!" or "Oo-kay, you're kind of right about that." Paul came over the other day after a feeding (we drank off a couple of security guards and I swear I could have tasted the raspberry Dunkin donuts they were nibbling on right before we took 'em down) we sat down to watch Van Helsing. We barely made it through half the movie, we were laughing so hard we had to hit the pause button ten times. Jeez, I'm so glad real vampires aren't like that. If I turned out to be like that, I would have thrown myself on a stake double-fast.
Cripes, I've got a Euro History lecture tomorrow. I'll have to face up with Kristy and sort out the project details with her and all. Gaaah. She'd better not go all psycho on me as she supposedly did on Bryce Johnson.

Noooo!!!

You will not believe what has just happened today.
Even I can't believe it.
The worst thing ever.
I've been assigned to a Euro History project with Kristy Helleughes!!!
This totally sucks, that's what this is.
I tried talking to PRof Higmy after class but he steadfastly refused to reassign us to other partners. Turns out he always gets tons of complaints about partner projects and he refuses to reassign anyone. That's bullshit, that's what I say it is. I had a sudden urge to bite his neck right then and there. But I refrained. Damnit, I refrained.
Great, now I'm stuck doing a project with Kristy. I hope she doesn't turn rabid on me or else I might just have to bite her.
Ew. Drinking from Kristy Helleughes. Yuck.

Freak me out, why don't you just try?

Kristy Helleughes is still weirding the shit out of me.
Today, I was racing out of class when I bumped into her in the waaay crowded hallway. She immediately stepped away from me, as if I had some kind of fatal and contagious disease, and - this is the weird bit - I could have sworn she nearly bared her teeth at me. Like a dog. At least, that was the impression I got. It happened really fast and for a moment, I thought I was staring at a real dog. Like, some rabid, mad, scary, fierce dog. And at that moment, I als had the urge to open my mouth and bare my fangs at her. (And Lord knows, that would create quite a scene in the hallway). But i restrained myself and in the next moment she was gone, had turned away and allowed the crowd to swallow her up. I was left with that tingling sensation in my teeth that happens everytime I get thirsty or want to bare my fangs, and with the smell of dog.
Jeez, someone get that girl some deodorant and a bottle of Chanel perfume. Does she live with a hundred dogs or what? Everytime she shows up in Euro History, she smells of wild feral dogs. Last week, I thought I smelt something like a dead mouse on her as well. It just makes it harder to concentrate on class - not that Prof Higmy makes it any easier, the way he just drones on and on. I'm glad that's the only cass we have together, because I don't know why, that girl just does not like me.

The Life of Solz

I went to Vargrave's last night with Julie, Paul and Michael. Solz played some really great songs. I swear, he's getting better and better every day. Someday that boy is going to get famous soon! He's also going to be playing Club Mitch and at the Lights Out Festival that's coming up soon. This is great because that means he can get us all in for free at Lights Out. It's one of the biggest annual music festivals ever down here in our hole of the world and Julie and me are looking so forward to it. All right, Solz!
More updates about Solz - after he'd finished spinning, he joined up with us at the bar where we'd settled down to take a break from some major dancing (after all, we had to show our support for Solz on the dance floor). And he's got a new chick with him now, some girl called Emma. She looks a little young - I think she's still in high school! And she's really sweet and anyone can see she's totally infatuated with Solz. Julie and I cornered Solz after a couple of hours and told him in no uncertain terms that when he dumped Emma - which he no doubt will after a few weeks, Emma is just one in a long string of girls who throw themselves at Solz ever since he got the DJ job in Vargrave - he should make sure that he did it as gently and tactfully as possible. Otherwise, us girls, in support for all womenkind, will just have to do something to Solz. We're not too sure what because we were a little too drunk to think of any suitable torture treatments but it would be something bad anyway. Solz insisted he was madly in love with Emma and would never dream of hurting her but Julie and I refuse to believe that (and we just laughed in his face). Hes' said that too many time times about too many girls over the past few months. Ah, Solz.