I will gladly be the first to say that both Morgan and I are in the hospital several times a year. The last time for each of us was when Morgan broke her knee and I was in a coma! This time is new, though...
The first thing you should know about Morgan is that she is crazy. Seriously. Some people just say that jokingly, but I mean it. Don't believe me? One of the many times she went to the hospital was when she tried performing Seppuku, the act of a samurai stabbing himself in the stomach and twisting the blade, killing himself. This is usually used as to prevent his humiliation for whatever reason. Morgan tried it just because she thought it looked fun. Thankfully she missed everything vital and lives to this day, still taking therapy after, what, 4 years? Like I said, crazy.
Yesterday, I had no idea where she was. I figured she was in her studio, so I continued my reading of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman for the... I'll say n-th time because I read it so much. Around 2:30 pm or so, I heard a really big, loud explosion. Instantly, I ran to the window (losing my page in the process) to see a rather large cloud of smoke rising from the forest behind our house.
Remember that not only do we have neighbors, but they seem to not like us very much. Now they like us less.
I ran outside into the forest. Not very far into the woods, I found a burnt clearing, gunpowder, gasoline, and Morgan, lying about 15 feet from the epicenter. Her clothes were blackened, and even her skin was covered in what looked like soot. I called 911 (seeing as how my parents weren't around) and told the operator what happened.
I was questioned briefly on scene by the police as the ambulance took Morgan to the hospital. We came to the conclusion that the only person that knows what happened is Morgan, who was unconscious.
As you can imagine, I have no idea what to think. I am still trying to figure it out, to be honest. I would have written about it yesterday, but it's really hard to type when you are scared, curious, and shaking. Normally I wouldn't mind; the only other time I remember being like this was when she committed said Seppuku.
Today, I went to the hospital to talk with her. The doctor said she suffered 1st and 2nd degree burns almost all over her body, and 3rd degree burns on her hands. He also said that, though she was conscious, I'd better not talk to her. I told him to make sure I talk to her before the police do. Why?
Morgan is a mischievous little girl. She has been known to lie to even the sheriff about the most obvious things, like how she was going 80 in a 45 zone, or how she was driving on a populated beach. For some reason, she lies to everyone except me. She even lies to her boyfriends!
I want her to talk to me so that, if she does lie to them, I can tell the real story. We always do that; we cover each other.
I'll tell you the rest of the story once it happens, okay? As for now... I think I'm going to try to go to sleep. I didn't sleep at all last night.
Love,
Claire S.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Friends!
I, like most people, LOVE my friends. For me, my friends are just like family! ...And sometimes, lovers :) I figured I would probably mention them a lot on here, so I thought I'd tell you about my best friends and family.
Me: I can count myself, right? How about I change that to My dogs!! I love my dogs; all 3 of them! They are always there for me when I need them, and are hysterical, too!
Morgan Thomas: My absolute best friend ever! I've known her since I moved to Florida. She can be a real bitch sometimes, but she can also be the most caring person in the world. Unlike all of my other friends, she is bi-sexual, like me! We dated for a few months, then decided guys were probably a safer bet. She can also kill you in about three seconds. She is a photographer, she plays Bass guitar, loves anime and anything dirty, and is one of MANY examples of girls that are way hotter than me (she's the hot one on the right :) :
Stephanie Schaefer: Steph is awesome! She is the only Indian girl I know, and somehow manages to look exactly like Ravi Shankar's daughter! She even plays the sitar! And, as you can see, she is really hot (maybe not so much in this picture, though...) :
Darrel Schaefer: Darrel is Steph's brother. He's really annoying, but he is still a good friend of mine. Sorry, I don't have any pictures of him!
Anicia Bealle: Anicia is the shy one. She's normally a brunette, but she likes to dye her hair like me and Morgan. She is the follower, and also the smart one! She plays piano and keyboard really well. And, as you see here, she likes to have fun:
Jeremy Bealle: Jeremy is Anicia's brother. He plays guitar really well, and actually helped Morgan form her band (which may as well not exist). We called him Jeremy Hammett once because he loves Metallica so much. Here is a picture of him playing live:
Matt Gates: Not related to Bill, Matt Gates is a huge death metal fan. He plays guitars with strange string configurations, and experiments on himself a lot. He's not emo, just... suicidal. :) I don't have any pictures of him either.
Tony Schiaparelli: Tony is my uncle and owner of a nightclub in Orlando. I work at his club sometimes. The club works in two shifts: during the day, it's a teen hang out club, with the occasional nighttime gathering usually for band competitions. We get all sorts of bands, from metal to jazz! Tony is my most direct Italian root. Hmm... I could have sworn I had pictures of him! I'll find some, I'm sure...
Jessi Slater: Jessi is crazy. Literally. She's Bipolar, loves sex just a bit too much, and has at least 2 boyfriends a month. But, she's family, and I love her anyway!
Mom: Mom is fun. She loves teaching; hence she is our home school teacher! She loves to cook, too. No pictures, though: sorry!
Dad: Dad is the one who tries to bring out my man side. He lets me help with DIY projects, including ones in his metalworking shop! Here's a picture of us when we went to Spain this Summer:
Me: I can count myself, right? How about I change that to My dogs!! I love my dogs; all 3 of them! They are always there for me when I need them, and are hysterical, too!
Stephanie Schaefer: Steph is awesome! She is the only Indian girl I know, and somehow manages to look exactly like Ravi Shankar's daughter! She even plays the sitar! And, as you can see, she is really hot (maybe not so much in this picture, though...) :
Anicia Bealle: Anicia is the shy one. She's normally a brunette, but she likes to dye her hair like me and Morgan. She is the follower, and also the smart one! She plays piano and keyboard really well. And, as you see here, she likes to have fun:
Jeremy Bealle: Jeremy is Anicia's brother. He plays guitar really well, and actually helped Morgan form her band (which may as well not exist). We called him Jeremy Hammett once because he loves Metallica so much. Here is a picture of him playing live:
Tony Schiaparelli: Tony is my uncle and owner of a nightclub in Orlando. I work at his club sometimes. The club works in two shifts: during the day, it's a teen hang out club, with the occasional nighttime gathering usually for band competitions. We get all sorts of bands, from metal to jazz! Tony is my most direct Italian root. Hmm... I could have sworn I had pictures of him! I'll find some, I'm sure...
Jessi Slater: Jessi is crazy. Literally. She's Bipolar, loves sex just a bit too much, and has at least 2 boyfriends a month. But, she's family, and I love her anyway!
Dad: Dad is the one who tries to bring out my man side. He lets me help with DIY projects, including ones in his metalworking shop! Here's a picture of us when we went to Spain this Summer:
Devin Taylor: Devin is like my boyfriend when I don't have one. We act like husband and wife, but sadly, he lives way up in Alabama. I live in Central Florida. He is a lot like me, really: he's like my male counterpart! Except he is a horrible singer supposedly. He never sings for anyone. *sigh* Every time I try to find the picture of us together, I can't! Then of course, I'll find it and not think about where it is... I promise, I will find it!
So, those are my best friends!
Love,
Claire S.
My Weekend
Thanksgiving: the time of feast, thanks, and having fun. Sometimes, though, doing all three can be hard.
Last year this time was a blast! We had a bunch of food, and I had a music party in my studio! This year, however... not so much.
It all started Wednesday. I slept in until around 1 pm, and little did I know our entire family came over!! We had both my family, Morgan and her family, and my parent's family -- wait a sec. You don't know that story, do you?
Ok, quick story: When my mother gave birth to me, something went wrong and she had a stroke with me halfway out. The doctors had to cut my mother's vagina open to get me out (or something like that). I obviously don't remember what happened, but somehow my mother died after I was born. I lived with my father for about a year, by which point my dad decided to be a really, really heavy alcoholic. I got put up for adoption.
My current parents are the ones who adopted me. They had a son, but I had never really met him because by that point he was 13. By the time I could talk and interact with people, he was always doing stuff with friends. I finally got to meet him a few days ago, though. More on that later. Anyway, so I was adopted, and 5 years later, when I was 6, almost 7, we moved to Florida! About a month later is when I met Morgan, and we've been friends ever since.
To be honest, I've told that story so many times that it really doesn't affect me much to talk about it; I say it just like normal speech.
Back to my weekend, though! Like I said, we had three families over, like always. I have family all over: in Idaho, in Cali, way up in Maine, even over in Europe! (Another quick interjection here: I am very rich in foreign blood. I have a lot of Italian and Czech in me, along with a little Hungarian, English, and, awesomely, Egyptian :-) We had to have had around 100 people in our house! I'm glad it's big!
On Thursday, we ended up having our meal outside and inside, at least until it started to rain a little. I definitely learned a bit on how to cook! We seriously had 5 turkeys, two of which were fried, two bags of potatoes mashed up, a LOT of vegetables, stuffing, and a bunch of other stuff! Note to self: NEVER invite that many people over at once!! Even the prayer was hard!!
My brother (in law, I suppose) showed up a little late Thursday afternoon. He as of right now is still here, but since he lives in Pasadena, he will probably be moving back soon. I probably talked with him more than I have any guy, to be honest! It's strange, meeting up with your brother and either of you not knowing anything about each other. At first, it was really weird because, well, my brother's hot! I've been told that I am too (though I strongly disagree), and I could tell he was checking me out. Yeah. Awkward.
Thankfully, Morgan walked in, and that kind of broke things up a bit. At first the three of us were talking, then she decided that we should play Rockband. Talking and drumming is hard. Just sayin' :) We played that for a while, then we went in our studio.
Another little detail (I'll probably do this a lot... I need to write another post about me in general I think): I have a really nice music studio.
See the iMac? haha! I know, I have a bunch of random stuff there. Not pictured are my drum sets (electric and acoustic), other instruments, and sauna-like wooden booth for miking things, like my voice or violin. On the other side of the basement is Morgan's photography studio:
Why she gets the bigger part, I don't know. Maybe it just looks bigger.
Back to my story. We stayed in my studio for a really long time, just hanging out and talking. I didn't get to bed for a while, that's for sure!
Friday came by, and I surprisingly didn't go shopping. I almost always go shopping when I can. Instead, I just hung out with a few friends all day until about 4pm. Morgan decided to have a race in the abandoned parking lot. The abandoned parking lot is a parking lot where a strip mall used to be. Now it's just used for, well, idiots like us, I guess!
I drove Ferry, Stephanie drove her GT-40, Morgan drove her Lamborghini, and Stephanie's brother drove his Porshe. I won :) Morgan came in third, sadly. Stephanie came in 2nd, and of course, her brother came in last :*)
All in all, a fun little weekend! How was yours?
Love,
Claire S.
Last year this time was a blast! We had a bunch of food, and I had a music party in my studio! This year, however... not so much.
It all started Wednesday. I slept in until around 1 pm, and little did I know our entire family came over!! We had both my family, Morgan and her family, and my parent's family -- wait a sec. You don't know that story, do you?
Ok, quick story: When my mother gave birth to me, something went wrong and she had a stroke with me halfway out. The doctors had to cut my mother's vagina open to get me out (or something like that). I obviously don't remember what happened, but somehow my mother died after I was born. I lived with my father for about a year, by which point my dad decided to be a really, really heavy alcoholic. I got put up for adoption.
My current parents are the ones who adopted me. They had a son, but I had never really met him because by that point he was 13. By the time I could talk and interact with people, he was always doing stuff with friends. I finally got to meet him a few days ago, though. More on that later. Anyway, so I was adopted, and 5 years later, when I was 6, almost 7, we moved to Florida! About a month later is when I met Morgan, and we've been friends ever since.
To be honest, I've told that story so many times that it really doesn't affect me much to talk about it; I say it just like normal speech.
Back to my weekend, though! Like I said, we had three families over, like always. I have family all over: in Idaho, in Cali, way up in Maine, even over in Europe! (Another quick interjection here: I am very rich in foreign blood. I have a lot of Italian and Czech in me, along with a little Hungarian, English, and, awesomely, Egyptian :-) We had to have had around 100 people in our house! I'm glad it's big!
On Thursday, we ended up having our meal outside and inside, at least until it started to rain a little. I definitely learned a bit on how to cook! We seriously had 5 turkeys, two of which were fried, two bags of potatoes mashed up, a LOT of vegetables, stuffing, and a bunch of other stuff! Note to self: NEVER invite that many people over at once!! Even the prayer was hard!!
My brother (in law, I suppose) showed up a little late Thursday afternoon. He as of right now is still here, but since he lives in Pasadena, he will probably be moving back soon. I probably talked with him more than I have any guy, to be honest! It's strange, meeting up with your brother and either of you not knowing anything about each other. At first, it was really weird because, well, my brother's hot! I've been told that I am too (though I strongly disagree), and I could tell he was checking me out. Yeah. Awkward.
Thankfully, Morgan walked in, and that kind of broke things up a bit. At first the three of us were talking, then she decided that we should play Rockband. Talking and drumming is hard. Just sayin' :) We played that for a while, then we went in our studio.
Another little detail (I'll probably do this a lot... I need to write another post about me in general I think): I have a really nice music studio.
Back to my story. We stayed in my studio for a really long time, just hanging out and talking. I didn't get to bed for a while, that's for sure!
Friday came by, and I surprisingly didn't go shopping. I almost always go shopping when I can. Instead, I just hung out with a few friends all day until about 4pm. Morgan decided to have a race in the abandoned parking lot. The abandoned parking lot is a parking lot where a strip mall used to be. Now it's just used for, well, idiots like us, I guess!
I drove Ferry, Stephanie drove her GT-40, Morgan drove her Lamborghini, and Stephanie's brother drove his Porshe. I won :) Morgan came in third, sadly. Stephanie came in 2nd, and of course, her brother came in last :*)
All in all, a fun little weekend! How was yours?
Love,
Claire S.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Apple!
I will be perfectly honest: I am in love with Apple! Don't know what I'm talking about?
Now do you?
I chose that particular picture because I figured everyone knew about the iPhone :)
Along with an iMac, Macbook Air, iPod Touch, and iPad, I also have an iPhone. Can you tell I am an Apple Girl? haha! I will admit, I do have a Dell Xps, but guess which OS? Actually... Windows 7. Look, it helps to be multi-lingual when it comes to computers.
I'm writing this post today because I wanted to tell you about the one thing I don't like about Apple: their prices!
Over the last few months, my iPhone has had problems which I should have dealt with earlier. It kept dying every few hours, then every few but less hours, then every hour-ish, and now lately it has been dying every few minutes; thus my not using it.
Monday, however, I tried to turn it on, and it worked! For like maybe 10 minutes (an upgrade, trust me). I even made a call on it! Then, the screen showed a brilliant white light for about 15 seconds, and flashed even brighter and died. Completely. No warnings, no nothing.
Keep in mind there are maybe 5 buttons on this thing; everything else is driven by the touch screen. No screen, no anything, really.
Tuesday after school I took it to the Apple store after a trip to my favorite shop, Starbucks! They said that I could get it fixed for $300, but it would take about a month. I said I would just get a new phone. I decided to upgrade to a 32 GB 4G iPhone.
The price? $529. Ouch...
The problem is, all of their stuff is like that. iPad: $400. iMac: $2000. It's crazy!! But, Macs are great for art, which I love.
Love,
Claire S.
I chose that particular picture because I figured everyone knew about the iPhone :)
Along with an iMac, Macbook Air, iPod Touch, and iPad, I also have an iPhone. Can you tell I am an Apple Girl? haha! I will admit, I do have a Dell Xps, but guess which OS? Actually... Windows 7. Look, it helps to be multi-lingual when it comes to computers.
I'm writing this post today because I wanted to tell you about the one thing I don't like about Apple: their prices!
Over the last few months, my iPhone has had problems which I should have dealt with earlier. It kept dying every few hours, then every few but less hours, then every hour-ish, and now lately it has been dying every few minutes; thus my not using it.
Monday, however, I tried to turn it on, and it worked! For like maybe 10 minutes (an upgrade, trust me). I even made a call on it! Then, the screen showed a brilliant white light for about 15 seconds, and flashed even brighter and died. Completely. No warnings, no nothing.
Keep in mind there are maybe 5 buttons on this thing; everything else is driven by the touch screen. No screen, no anything, really.
Tuesday after school I took it to the Apple store after a trip to my favorite shop, Starbucks! They said that I could get it fixed for $300, but it would take about a month. I said I would just get a new phone. I decided to upgrade to a 32 GB 4G iPhone.
The price? $529. Ouch...
The problem is, all of their stuff is like that. iPad: $400. iMac: $2000. It's crazy!! But, Macs are great for art, which I love.
Love,
Claire S.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Hiya!
My name is Veronica Erin Schiaparelli-Slater. Yes, I had to write that out when I was in elementary school :) My friends call me either Claire or Ariel, the latter due to my red hair.
Let me start off by saying that I named this blog what I did for a reason! Here is a little timeline:
You may notice I put an * at the end of some of them. Here is where I explain those a bit further.
1st *: Every year, my family vacations somewhere we have never been to. This year we went mainly to Western Russia, Egypt, Italy, Germany, the Czech Republic, and Greece. On the stated trip, we went to New Zealand and parts of Australia. I was a surprisingly good traveler at age 6!
2nd *: Oh. THAT. Firstly, let me just state that I am a very open girl and tell almost anyone anything. Seriously, if you want you can even ask me a question personally by email (I would say phone, too, but my iPhone has had issues lately). Anyway, this apparently horrifically bad thing was actually just something 13-year-olds should not be doing: I lost my virginity. That kinda started a whole pile of doing other things (no, not THAT, but everything else) that I have lately tried to stop with pretty good progress so far.
3rd *: Yup, I'm also a model. I don't do shoots very often, but when I do I will probably post a few pictures. Surprisingly, I have been told that I look like a model in the Czech Republic. A really close friend lately looked at many pictures of both me and the Czech girl and found that the only major difference is that she has a pointier chin than I, whose is more round. Strange...
4th *: Ferry!! Ferry is what I named my Ferrari. This summer I got a Mercedes because the Ferrari's mileage is horrible, so I don't drive Ferry much. By the time I got Ferry, the particular model (458 Italia) was just a few months old, and thus much cheaper than it is now. Dad had it ordered for me when we went to the showroom in Rome. I got to drive the thing out of the showroom because it was so new! Well, that and I wanted to ;) Here's a picture Morgan took (from her phone, surprisingly) of me mostly out:
Last *: Ok, um, extremely long story much shorter, I acted like our vacation to Europe was permanent for a few months, then came out and said it was all a lie. Moving on...
Interests: I LOVE computers. A lot of people are surprised when they see that a girl can do the things on a computer that I can (as a side note, not many people know even how to insert a picture in a Word document). I enjoy programming for hours on end and figuring out how programs work. I like to try to be a role model to other teenaged girls, hoping that they don't care much about my past. I love having fun, which I actually get paid for by both modeling and working at my uncle's club in Orlando.
I love music almost as much as computers. I play many instruments, including violin, guitar, piano, and I also sing. I am trying to learn three languages: Italian, Spanish, and Czech (all of which are primary roots in my family). I seem to be good at helping people, sometimes acting as a therapist. After I took anatomy, I started taking a few martial arts lessons (I would say exactly which, but I have no idea how to spell them!). Morgan, who was already taking a few (and currently is trained up to the general equivalent of black belt in Judo, Karate, and something that starts with a T and sounds vaguely African), helped me out a bit. I decided to quit because I can't control myself for the life of me. I can't even clear my mind!
This blog is a predecessor of my older blog which I shut down called My Abridged Diary. This blog will be similar, but I probably won't have daily updates like my last one. Just so you know, crazy stuff doesn't happen every day. I would go nuts.
Hopefully I will only post on my good days, but me being a girl, having depression, and having some randomly named medical condition that makes me horny under various conditions, this isn't a lasting promise :)
Hey, I said I was an open person, right?
I hope you enjoy reading about my sometimes very strange and awkward life :)
Love,
Claire S. (SO much easier than my real name)
- January 1, 1993: I was born at 3:17 am in Boise, Idaho.
- April 3, 1993: picked up my first book, the Encyclopedia Britannica. Not like I could read it, or even really hold it!
- December 25, 1994: I get a stationary pad.
- December 30, 1994: I could write my name. All. Four. Freaking. Words.
- Skip ahead a bit to June 1996: I meet my first boyfriend
- July 17, 1996: My first kiss
- April 20, 1999: My first trip overseas*
- June 16, 2001: we move to Clearwater, FL.
- June 30, 2001: I meet my absolute best friend to this day, Morgan Thomas.
- September 18, 2006: I do something I really shouldn't have. I mean REALLY shouldn't have. Like, worse than say, killing the entire presidential cabinet (okay, maybe not that bad...)*
- Skip waaay ahead to January 5, 2008: I get my driver's permit and a Volvo S60
- July 7, 2008: I get asked to be a model*
- April 1, 2009: I get my license, and my car is also a birthday gift given late from my dad: a Ferrari 458 Italia*
- Late May of 2009: I meet one of the best guys EVER
- July-ish 2009: I start the biggest lie I have ever made*
- November 25, 2009: I... well, this will sound dumb, but I basically had the most fun in years :)
You may notice I put an * at the end of some of them. Here is where I explain those a bit further.
1st *: Every year, my family vacations somewhere we have never been to. This year we went mainly to Western Russia, Egypt, Italy, Germany, the Czech Republic, and Greece. On the stated trip, we went to New Zealand and parts of Australia. I was a surprisingly good traveler at age 6!
2nd *: Oh. THAT. Firstly, let me just state that I am a very open girl and tell almost anyone anything. Seriously, if you want you can even ask me a question personally by email (I would say phone, too, but my iPhone has had issues lately). Anyway, this apparently horrifically bad thing was actually just something 13-year-olds should not be doing: I lost my virginity. That kinda started a whole pile of doing other things (no, not THAT, but everything else) that I have lately tried to stop with pretty good progress so far.
3rd *: Yup, I'm also a model. I don't do shoots very often, but when I do I will probably post a few pictures. Surprisingly, I have been told that I look like a model in the Czech Republic. A really close friend lately looked at many pictures of both me and the Czech girl and found that the only major difference is that she has a pointier chin than I, whose is more round. Strange...
4th *: Ferry!! Ferry is what I named my Ferrari. This summer I got a Mercedes because the Ferrari's mileage is horrible, so I don't drive Ferry much. By the time I got Ferry, the particular model (458 Italia) was just a few months old, and thus much cheaper than it is now. Dad had it ordered for me when we went to the showroom in Rome. I got to drive the thing out of the showroom because it was so new! Well, that and I wanted to ;) Here's a picture Morgan took (from her phone, surprisingly) of me mostly out:
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| Ferry! |
Interests: I LOVE computers. A lot of people are surprised when they see that a girl can do the things on a computer that I can (as a side note, not many people know even how to insert a picture in a Word document). I enjoy programming for hours on end and figuring out how programs work. I like to try to be a role model to other teenaged girls, hoping that they don't care much about my past. I love having fun, which I actually get paid for by both modeling and working at my uncle's club in Orlando.
I love music almost as much as computers. I play many instruments, including violin, guitar, piano, and I also sing. I am trying to learn three languages: Italian, Spanish, and Czech (all of which are primary roots in my family). I seem to be good at helping people, sometimes acting as a therapist. After I took anatomy, I started taking a few martial arts lessons (I would say exactly which, but I have no idea how to spell them!). Morgan, who was already taking a few (and currently is trained up to the general equivalent of black belt in Judo, Karate, and something that starts with a T and sounds vaguely African), helped me out a bit. I decided to quit because I can't control myself for the life of me. I can't even clear my mind!
This blog is a predecessor of my older blog which I shut down called My Abridged Diary. This blog will be similar, but I probably won't have daily updates like my last one. Just so you know, crazy stuff doesn't happen every day. I would go nuts.
Hopefully I will only post on my good days, but me being a girl, having depression, and having some randomly named medical condition that makes me horny under various conditions, this isn't a lasting promise :)
Hey, I said I was an open person, right?
I hope you enjoy reading about my sometimes very strange and awkward life :)
Love,
Claire S. (SO much easier than my real name)
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