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Update: Monday, January 30, 2012

Published January 30, 2012 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

It’s a short and sweet blog, so here goes:

I’m going to have to go to my appointment Wednesday at 1:20 pm that day.  Punctuality is the best policy.

I’m going to be on the Net till 2 pm, so I’ll be keeping in touch.

I’ll be updating on my health, but it ain’t today.  So please don’t worry I’ll wait.  🙂

That’s it for today!  See y’all tomorrow!

Love,

Maverick Swaniel  ❤

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OMG! What A Disaster Of A Morning!

Published January 29, 2012 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

I can’t believe this!  This morning I had to leave after I got up!  Shit, am I so stupid!  I need to start taking action on myself and stop making mistakes ALREADY!

Right now, I’m rewriting my first unscripted poetic confession as Lancelot Rose da Vinci.  Then I’ll be having some fun for the rest of the day while the library is open.

I can’t even believe that last week was so not my week, but fuck it.  I’m going to have to put spectacular on the line here and put boring routines-two of them-in my life ’til I’m adapted to them and try not to break them too much.

I’m a have to quit my love for man for awhile because I can’t stand my mother’s hurting my stepfather, who my grandma can’t stand anymore.  Pen, paper, and lilterature are now my boyfriends……until a miracle pops up.  I can’t tell you what they are though.

Tomorrow I’m going to the doctor to get my routine physical done, after I visit Thelma, my social worker.  Then I’m going to go to the college library and have some fun.  Then I go home and tell Grandma what’s going on with me (physically).

The rest of the week I’ll let God choose for Himself.

I’ll have to put my health update here in the private category, if any day is free.

TTYL.

Love,

Maverick Swaniel ❤

Single Insomniac….Para Siempre????

Published January 20, 2012 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

Hey, people!  Maverick Swaniel here.  It’s been 8 days since my debut post.  Here’s the update:

I restart class on March 19, 2012.  I’m on academic suspension and now I’m really guilty of not doing as I was told in the first place.  Had I did everything right in the first place and left the devil’s ass, I would have had it all a long time ago.  But, since I got myself to blame, I’ll just have to make do with what I got and improve it to get what I lost for now.  It will take time and patience, however, so I must control myself and try not to go bananas on myself for getting nothing on my first try at having a new life.

I’ve been mentally envisioning myself as a lonewolf insomniac due to my obsession with school and how it will affect my health.  It just sucks whiskey and bites beef jerky.  I don’t know, but I think it will happen the minute I start class and become so enticed by the schoolwork itself that I might not even go to sleep again until the work is over for the weekend (that might not happen either).  But that vision keeps on nagging at me for some reason and…..guilt might be the reason for this particular bite in my ass.

I recently remade my Facebook album for my Artlist Collection The Dog playing cards.  The quality was not to my liking and I was missing one playing card.  This time- I put two of my recent King of Hearts by accident, so that was easy to fix!  Yay!  I should post another status with this post sometime anyway, right after I get the Facebook part edited.

I really don’t understand me as much as I used to, but I think I imitate my mother too much, and I think that needs to stop, really because I am sick and tired of people trying to make me force my adult maturity on myself and grow up in a speed that is soooooooo breakneck, I might go crazy about myself and nobody else until my life ends too early too late.  I must mature at a medium fast pace so as not to go bananas in the future.

Writing recipes.  Writing about dogs so I can put it on my album when I edit it so people can understand what kind of breed it is, even if it is repetitive on 36 pictures.  I just hate it when I have to come to the library and thinking about things that should have been gone a long time ago.  For example, I really am thinking about being a forever lonewolf insomniac due to not taking my pills for every night before bed.  Why are these haunting memories happening to me?!  I feel like shit at home right now due to my boredom.

I just need to get a new hobby……besides this shit.  I’m so bored it sucks!  But I don’t know which hobby I should do!  That’s what bothers me when it comes to doing something new.  I just need to quit being on the damn computer so damn much and I hate being slandered……..by my own grandma.  But, the hell with this!  I don’t care what life throws at me.  I’m going to be the Cinderella Diva of 2012!

Well, other than all this, I’m strong as hell and let shit be in this motherfucker! I’ll let y’all know when I become an insomniac for life!  #JustSaying

Love,

Maverick Swaniel Harrienger

First Blog of 2012: Turning a New Forest

Published January 12, 2012 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

Hey!  I’m Swaniel Rose Angel Harrienger.

I wish to God I could forget 2011.

The worst thing that’s ever happened to me that year in my life:  Daniel Paul Harrienger II, now my ex, broke up with me on Facebook, on Saturday, November 19, 2011.  Since then, I’ve been replacing man with pen and paper.  And until either Daniel himself comes back to me, or we’re just plain friends for always and eternity (and I might as well just quit relationships altogether), I’ll just write and write and write until death does me part.

2012 is the year turning over a whole Forks, Washington, forest, is going to have to be devastating yet miraculous.  I really can’t wait to show myself and people themselves that I’m a Cinderella Bitch in this motherfucker.

I am so tired of being turned down everytime I want to have fun.  I now realize that having fun and everything else has costs.  My big mouth cost me a relationship, and a grandmother who wants me out of the house ASAP.  I want to reverse that, if possible, and even keep my mouth glued shut or to the fucking sound recorder, which I want to record my voice to reading books, but I ain’t sure which one, though, in my room or at the park.

I really want to say to relationships two words:  Fuck.  You.

I’ll update as soon as I get here tomorrow.

XOXO

Swaniel Rose Angel Harrienger

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