Hey hey there! What's up? So I was searching around online and remembered the name of one of the girls that Travis used to watch and keep track of, her name is Brooke Skye [and I bet a lot of guys know who I'm talking about]. She's an online porn model I guess you could say. It's all basically done with either a camcorder or a computer cam. Her website is kind of like a personal journal of her sex life. I have no idea why she came to mind while I was cruising around online, but it led me to have some resolve in life when it comes to my goals that I want to achieve. So I really have to thank Brooke Skye for the boost in my resolve for actually accomplish my goals! [And yes ladies and gents, she's hot!]


And then here comes the infamous question. What are your goals Moriah? My goal is to be healthy and kick my ass into being a person that exercises on a regular basis so I have muscle instead of fat. Don't get me wrong, I'm not fat, but being skinny doesn't do anything for you if you have a bunch of fat clinging to your bones instead of muscle. So I'm on a crash course with myself in a battle to change my fat tissue into muscle. I'd like to have a flat stomach and toned legs to show that I'm active and I have a lot of energy.

I go around almost every day wheezing after running up and down a few flights of stairs repeatedly. Lets face it, skinny I might be but in shape I am not. I want to change that. I think that if I tone up my body to look healthy, if I tone up my body to conserve energy, then I'll be far more happier with myself and far more comfortable with myself. No one ever got anywhere in life doing nothing, so I have to kick myself into a moving start. This is going to take a lot of discipline on my part and a whole lot of self restraint. But I think I can do it. Scratch that, I know I can do it if I put my mind to it enough. There's just going to be a lot of temptations.

In the long run though, I know it will be good for me. I know my body will be able to handle more and I know that my health won't be in danger of failing me every time I turn around. I want to be healthy and fit, I want to be toned and energized. So I'm taking my dream of being a toned, energized young lady and making it into a goal. This goal is going to be my absolute first thought aside from schooling. So I just have to work in stride and take things as they come. But! First things first!


I am going to start eating healthy and I'm going to start learning how to cook so I can do this all on my own. I'm going to start regularly exercising and I'm going to stretch in the morning. There's no need for me to pull a muscle and hinder my progress after I've made some. I'm going to go on a type of point system! For every day I exercise for a half hour, I'm going to get five points for. When I get up to one hundred points I'm going to be allowed a bowl of Ice-cream or a snack that's not so healthy for me.

I'm also going to have weekly goals in mind for dropping weight. It's currently in the middle of the week so I'm going to set my first goal relatively high and to be completed for next Friday [which happens to be March 28]. These goals are going to determine if I add three points to my point system or take away three points. I've decided that I'll start out with fifteen points. So here's the information that I'll have to update on next Friday about my progress! Don't worry though, I'll update with what I've been doing with stretching and such every so often!


Current Weight: 135 Pounds
Current Points: 15

Weight Goal for March 28, 2008: 130 Pounds



Let the damn games begin! =P See you next time!!

Furious is really the only description of my emotions that I can tell you about the situation. Said situation happens to involve two freshman and one senior. I cannot, however, give you the real names of these individuals, or anyone involved in this transaction. All changed names will have quotations around them.

"Carla" is 15 year old and a new freshman at a trade school in Connecticut. "Ann" is also a freshman at this school, while "Kary" is a senior. Carly and "Ann" have been having problems for quite some time between each other, while the harassment from "Ann" has been quite prevalent in "Carla's" life. Recently "Ann" and "Kary", who used to be friends with Carla, have teamed up with each other and begun talking about Carla to people in a very negative way due to their jealousy or hate of her.

On Thursday, March 6, 2008 "Ann" sent a message to Carla. This message said:
ive been to every single fucking show in the past year and you havent been to fucking any of them. remember we called you from one of them? nd you were home on yer fatass probably on the fucking computer. nd lets go. come out back tmr. nd if this our shit why are you having yer slutty little friend "Kelli" call us nd threatening us? nd ive been ready so lets fucking go. get this shit out of the way. go out back tmrw PLEASEEEE i'm fucking begging you. 10 bucks you wont show up just like every other time. LETS GET IT CMON IM FUCKING WAITING. pce fucker

I would believe not only would you call this horrible spelling and grammar but also call this a direct way of instigating a physical fight. Actually, that's exactly what "Ann" wanted. The next day when "Carla" appeared in back of the school where many of the students gather before school, to confront "Ann" and show her that she wasn't scared of her, "Ann" replied that she wasn't going to fight "Carla" and that they could "throw down" at "The Show" that night at 7:00PM. "Kary" jumped into the middle of everything to save face and started yelling at Carla to back off and not to bring all of her friends into the situation as it had nothing to do with it. It is to say that obviously "Kary" forgot the situation neither involved her as well. It was then that the group of students was broken up by administrative personnel "Jess".

"Carla", "Ann", and "Kary" were then called into the office to try and resolve the issue. All the parents were called, these adults included Mrs. "Carla", mother of Carla, Mrs. "Mary", mother to a friend of "Carla", Mrs. "Ann", mother to "Ann", and Mrs. "Kary", mother of "Kary." The group of "Ann", Mrs. "Ann", "Kary", and Mrs. "Kary" were then brought into the office of the principle of the school, along to witness was a cop. They conversed for over two hours on what has been happening recently, with the two girls again teaming up and blaming the entire situation on "Carla" and with the help of their mothers in bashing her image. These women happen to be two grown adults mind you.

When Mrs. "Carla" and Mrs. "Mary" arrived for their interview with the principle, they were also brought to his office for conference. Although told she would be called down, the principle never once called Mrs. "Mary's" daughter "Mary" down to the office to stand as a witness on "Carla's" side. The principle then went on in his conference to tell "Carla" that the entire situation was her fault and that her friend was to be getting in trouble for a threatening phone call to "Ann" and "Kary." The principles conduct, along with the state troopers, was abysmal to say the least.

The principle was 100% on the side of "Ann" and "Kary" who instigated the entire situation. He also later in the conference insinuated that the 15 year old "Carla" was a whore as he was told that the entire situation was over her sleeping with "Kary's" ex-boyfriend who was overage. He stated that he believed them, after "Carla" asked him how he could say such things, by saying ever her friend said so in her threatening phone call. Which she didn't, mind you. "Carla" reacted exactly as a 15 year old girl would react in a situation where they were not being believed, were under a lot of stress, and was insinuated to be whore when she had never slept with the boy they told her of: she started getting anxious and trying to calm herself down by fanning herself.

This action of trying to calm herself down was noted by the cop and he quite rudely announced, "Would you grow up and be mature for a minute?!" How can an adult have such conduct to be so disrespectful and rude to a 15 year old girl who is in such a situation as "Carla?" Surely the one who should be mature about the situation would be the cop himself, as that is most assuredly not a way to conduct yourself.

It is with this, that I must say, the Administration at "Carla's" school holds a type of favoritism when dealing with these issues and disregards the victim status of students to then turn it around and blame it on them. The Administration at this school surely needs to be replaced as they do not know how to conduct themselves properly nor stay neutral in a situation. I also believe that they should be looked into by the Board of Education and a new cop should be appointed to the school.

Since I go to a Trade School we have two types of "cycles" in school. We have the Trade Cycle, which is where you're learning in your respective trade courses [Hairdressing/Cosmetology] and then there is the Academics Cycle, which is your routine-regular academics classes. Usually you have nine days in each cycle before you switch over again, but this is a long cycle for Tech, as the dreaded CAPT testing has taken hold of the Sophomores. Makes me glad I'm a Junior.

But anyways, I love my Trade Cycle about as much as I hate it. I love trade because I do have a passion for Cosmetology, I hate it because of the dramatic antics, constant bullshit, biased opinions, rude remarking, disrespectful attitudes, and the general horrendous display of spreading rumors from the other girls in my class. Don't get me wrong, I can be disrespectful, I can be biased and I cam make some really rude remarks if I'm having a bad day. I try very hard to not have opinions that are based on what others have said and I'm almost always caught playing the devils advocate on someones behalf. I also don't spread rumors, I do however, tell my opinion about people, which most consider "shit talking" but whatever to them as they obviously don't know the difference.

Now... There's academics which.... I just hate. OK, I don't hate it per-se, but I do dislike it for a far much more serious reason. This reason? There are more than just the girls around than I'm in my Trade Cycle with, and we all know that most girls don't get along when put into a classroom and seated so close to each other. Why is this? Because they have superiority complexes or they're all trying to make up for some non existent self esteem that they need.

See, I'd absolutely love academics if I didn't have such shit-bags and absolute ignoramuses for classmates. I detest the majority of them because they flaunt anything they can, because they want attention. Don't get me wrong, I love attention, but I'm in school to learn. I also don't brag about this huge party I went to over the weekend, how much drugs I did/have done/will do, who I fucked, how much I drank, or anything of the sort to get attention. That's my own life, not everyone on the fucking planets. If you want to know, ask me, but I'm not going to announce it to the world so everyone can be all hyped and form crappy relationships on the fact that you have one goddamn thing in common, you happen to both like alcohol. Whoop-de-do-da-fucking-day.

Call the presses! So-and-so was at a fucking college party with all kinds of older guys last weekend! Like ohmygod! No. Just, no. Don't even get me started on that. If you feel you have to flaunt your life for everyone to see to try and impress people then you are a sad, sad being. I don't think I have ever announced to a whole room my business. I only tell my business when people ask. I mean, I'm not going to be like "No, I don't want to say because I'm ashamed of it." That'd be stupid. But I'm also not going to be like "Omg! I totally went to this hot ass party over the weekend and there were so many hot guys there!" Like honestly, how lame can you be?

Thusly! I detest academic cycles due to the fact that I actually have to see all of these people try to attract impression upon themselves from their peers and it's really just an annoyance. Don't you people have any friends? Don't you have some self strength? Anything? No? I hadn't thought so, silly me, for thinking high school students were anything but immature still. Ha! My bad.


Well... that's my rant for today/now. It's been itching to come out all day and I thought it appropriate to post it up on here. Hahaha, go figure.
Anyways, I'm off for now. Going to go finish the homework, check up on my profiles, and then probably take a nap. Peace!


<3 Moriah

So in a literal sense this "first" post is a Rebirth of my online Journal. "How?" you ask.. Well, I happen to have been the laziest person ever and lounged around online outside of Live Journal... Actually, to be honest, I forgot I even had one. So I came back to it with the insight from Shilo and deleted all my previous entries so I could star the journal "new". It's working~ Now lets just see if I can keep it working.

I don't consider myself that skilled of a writer. I write what I think, how I feel and the various crazy ideas that pop into my head. I'm permanently tortured by this cute little panda that is my muse. Cutest little thing ever, almost makes you want to puke. Hahaha. No, I'm not crazy, well I might be, but then again I might be far from crazy. Who knows! Anyways, I adore this little panda who runs circles in my head [his name is TJ, btw] and thusly, I listen to things he brings forth in my brain. [Not always a good idea, mind you.]

My name is Moriah Michelle Czekierda and I'm a sixteen year old Junior who attends Oliver Wolcott Regional Vocational High School. [Phew! Long name!] My major [or trade, rather] is in Cosmetology. [i.e. Hairdressing] I'm a little above the average student I guess, but that's just because school actually interests me, even if we have a crappy system and don't have that grand of class selections. I'm horrible this year in math though, I can't seem to understand a word that comes out of my teachers mouth. [Then again, he is a cynical sarcastic bastard at times, and he calls all the girls "hun"! Weirdo [P.S. He's actually a really good guy and he only calls us "hun" 'cause we remind him of his little girl]]


Me? I'm enaged, pierced, and tattooed. I can hear the mothers screaming in the background right now. Music to my ears! Hahahaha. My fiance is named Travis John Wilber he's currently 19 and deployed to Iraq. [101st Airborne, Infantry Army, Sawgunner] I love him dearly, he's my best friend, my lover, my confident, my protector, everything to me and I can't thank him enough every day for saving me from myself. He's amazing really and I couldn't have asked for anyone better to spend the rest of my life with, which yes that's what I'm going to do. Only one I've ever had or will have sex with either. [Don't give me that look!]

"Bu-but, you have piercings and tattoos!" Eeh-gads people, don't act like it's the end of the world. It's called an expression of self, thank-you oh so very much. At least I haven't sworn in this so far! [Ha! Take that you uppity prudish elder generations!] My ears, bellybutton and soon to be nipples [the crowd gasps!] are pierced. I have two tattoos that mean the world to me.