A/N: Hello Again! So this is chapter 9, wow, I never though anyone would ever like this story, Starts to cry I just love you all so much! lol. Anyways I have decided that I am going to be working on one story at a time, since well...Eh, I don't really know why, but acually, I am writing alot of storys, I got this one of course, the Twilight and The Covenant ones I took down, a Harry Potter one that I acually havn't worked on in over a year, a X-Men one that just popped up, and then I got all these storys in my head that I just have to drop everything and start writing with it. Jesus, I'm REALLY not good at multi-tasking! lol, but anyways, I am thinking of acouple things:

1. I'm gonna be putting up a poll on my profile to ask you what story I should do next, so just go on to my profile and do that.

2. Do you guys like Haley's name? Its been sorta in my mind to change her name, to something like Grace, I like the name Grace, but if you guys like her name, TELL ME!

Anyways, sorry, rambiling, injoy the new chapter!


THE VERY PRIVANT DIARY OF HALEY MCGINNY

02/05/08

12:00 A.M

Current Mood: Tired, but can't sleep

Eating/Drinking: hot chocolate

Listening/Watching: D12 - Purple Pills

I have no clue was is up with me this week, I started work, and that was ok, Warren was really surprised but got over it, and we started getting closer and closer, I learned he was really like me, superhero for a mom, villian dad in jail, his father was Barron Battle, I remember him and my father being friends back when I was really young, I remember him coming over one day and meeting the family, he was a really nice guy, funny how normal people always think the vilian is mean all the time, but in reality, normal people don't get us, thats why they fear us.

But getting to know Warren just made everything worse! I'm thinking about him alot more, I find things to talk to him about, just to hear his deep, sweet voice, god since when did I get so pathetic? I mean whats wrong with me, I was perfectly fine they was I was back at my normal school, and then I come here and everything changes! And I am so scared I don't know how to describe it! I feel like I might acually becoming a nice person, but then I get a vision and realize who I am and always will be, and I can't change that, no matter what I try or do, I will always have this visions.

Shit, just had another one, it was a little girl getting smacked around by her father, see what I mean? Everyone thinks if I see a therapist its going to make everything better? Like somehow, in a mystical way my visions are going to top by talking to some whore for an hour three times a week? Is there like this weird bug going around but I havn't caught it yet? I think I might be by-polar, I mean you see it right? One entry I'm laughing and being a smart-ass, and in another one I'm bitchin and moaning. I'm weird huh?

I guess all I can do is be as positive as possible, lol. I write that as if I didn't just ranted up there, see, bi-polar. But seriously, this is what a diary is for right? No one reads this and judges you, you can just write whatever you want and no one and look a you weirdly. Anyways, other than Warren, working at the Chinese Lantern is fun, the owner is this sweet old woman, but her sons a little weird, Henry, I think he has a crush on me, he seems to always be right behind me, and he ALWAYS has to say goodbye to me when I leave, Warren see's it to, but he just laughs at me.

In other news, mom said since my birthday was coming up, who knew my birthday was March 14? I sure didn't, birthday's are stupid, there is no reason to have a party, a birthday party is a bunch of crappy decorations, idiots giving you stuff you don't even need, and to end it all, a stupid fucking birthday cake with your name on it, real fun. But I remember one birthday dad got me a cake that said 'Happy Birthday Larry' and said he couldn't afford the guy to put my name on it, everyone had a good laugh...

But sorry, I'm rambling, anyways mom siad since I'm not really into presents anymore, she's letting me get a puppy! She's giving 500 bucks and go down to the pound tomorrow, I've always kinda wanted adog, but I was also one of those kids with spiders and frogs in there room, Brooke, Sasha and Natalie never came into my room, cuz I would always put T-Rex (My old Tranchula) on them, and they would run out of my room screaming.

I also did something I never did before, I wrote a poem. That was really weird of me, except for my singing and playing the piano and drums, I've never quite been the artistic type, but its been in and out of my head all day, so I just finally wrote it down, I copy it here since I'll probably lose it later.

I'm not Cinderella...

I can't be perfect all the time,

And i'm not going to sit in a dark, cold, dusty celler,

Waiting for someone to come and set me free.

One day I finally realized,

The fariytale life wasn't for me.

I'm not Like Cinderella.

I know one day I'll find someone,

Who wants me for my soul, heart, and mind,

And hes not afraid to show that he loves me.

A person who will understand

That i'm happy just the way i am,

And don't need nobody taking care of me.

I'm not like Cinderella.

I can slay my own dragons,

I can dream my own dreams,

And my knight in shining armor is me,

So watch me as I set myself free.

I'm not like Cinderella.

I don't want to be like no one else,

I'd rather rescue myself.

I'm Not Like Cinderella.

Yea, nice isn't it? I guess this is how I've lived my life, lol. Well, I guess I better go do something else, like watch some t.v downstairs or something, or maybe try again to go to sleep.

Halo 3