Wow. It's almost 2009. Already. Feels like only yesterday when it was New Year's Eve of 2008, eh? Ridiculous, but somehow...amusing.
I've got the chips if Levi's got the salsa!
Levi called offering to give me a ride to Nick's (daaaaw wasn't that sweet of him?). When he reminded me that Nick asked for people to bring food...stuff...Levi mentioned that he got salsa, so he was all "Uhm...can you get some chips?" I found that to be quite hilarious, really!
Oi, and I got some snazzy blinds for my room, too. No more hanging up beach towels! Whoo!
So things around here are going rather well, really. Everything's comin' together and Hay will get to move into her room next week! I am totally excited for her. Mostly just have to get her carpet down and what not; then moving furniture in and what have you. Brilliant.
The way I have my miniature 'media center' set up is a bit...snug, you might say. I have my small TV right next to the computerr moniter, so whenever I decide to watch something AND screw around on the computer it's like "Woah! Back up!" I love it though.
I actually wasn't going to attend Nick's party and just stay home with my family, but I really do need (and want) to get out more. I hardly get to see my friends due to my 'educational route.' So, it'll be a blast to pester them all again! I will miss spending the countdown with my family, though. It's too hilarious with my sister and folks. Funny bastards.
Waaaaaaaaah~I forgot to mention that my bed doesn't have a bed frame; it's just one matress on the floor (I love it that way!) and it can slide all over the room since I don't have carpet. I adore such mobility! Though, when I go to sit down on it, it likes to slide about somewhat. At least I can move it when/if it gets in the way, no? Ha!
You know what bothers me? When a company makes a fantastic free MMORPG and people STILL whine about small mistakes or something. I mean, I can understand if they want to make suggestions, but when they go on and on and bash the game provider it's like "Geez! They let you play this awesome game for FREE! Chill!" Just thought I'd throw that in randomly.
For more randomness, something I thought would never happen...happened. I am addicted to Dragonball Z. Mostly Vegeta! Damn my obsessions! And why do I always love the cold-hearted bastards? xDD
And, YES, I DO have a New Year's resolution. Only, I'm keeping it to myself for now. :P
Happy New Year's everyone! <3
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Techno Chicken
I feel considerably numb. A bit dizzy, but it's alright.
The adults left this morning to go and see Nana and Papa up in the mountains. Hay and I stayed home because we're both sick. Her physically, though. I feel bad for my sister. She's been sick for a while now.
This 'new' room feels nice; fresh. Icy colored.
I can't wait to start college. To get out and make friends will be nice. A long needed antidote, I guess. Seeing Mrs. G will be good, too. Such a wonderful lady.
Roscoe grovels a lot. It's like he goes into a state of hypnosis when he lies down on his back. He's a good boy, but a bad boy, too. He's an escape artist; whenever he runs across the street I just let him. No use in stopping him. Maybe he'll get hit like Bella did, survive, and never ever go out into the street again. Roscoe you rascal.
I can't wait to start college...only half a year to go. I can't wait to have a social life again.
I wonder when Hay is starting...since she's done with high school and all.
This long hair is annoying the crap out of me, too. It'll feel great to rid myself of it.
A complete change will be nice.
Hay is cheering me up with these ridiculous videos.
She says this one reminds her of me. For the win...lmao
The adults left this morning to go and see Nana and Papa up in the mountains. Hay and I stayed home because we're both sick. Her physically, though. I feel bad for my sister. She's been sick for a while now.
This 'new' room feels nice; fresh. Icy colored.
I can't wait to start college. To get out and make friends will be nice. A long needed antidote, I guess. Seeing Mrs. G will be good, too. Such a wonderful lady.
Roscoe grovels a lot. It's like he goes into a state of hypnosis when he lies down on his back. He's a good boy, but a bad boy, too. He's an escape artist; whenever he runs across the street I just let him. No use in stopping him. Maybe he'll get hit like Bella did, survive, and never ever go out into the street again. Roscoe you rascal.
I can't wait to start college...only half a year to go. I can't wait to have a social life again.
I wonder when Hay is starting...since she's done with high school and all.
This long hair is annoying the crap out of me, too. It'll feel great to rid myself of it.
A complete change will be nice.
Hay is cheering me up with these ridiculous videos.
She says this one reminds her of me. For the win...lmao
Friday, December 19, 2008
...
Not a day goes by when I don't think about them. That much is for certain.
Is it selfish of me to go ahead and rant about this here? I have nowhere else to go or no one else to talk to about it. I might as well plague my blog here with it rather than allow it all to be more public. But, then again, this is the internet. How much more public can it get?
I just need to let this all out somewhere...
Sometimes I wish I had never gone back to the high school. If I didn't, everything would be as it was. Everything would be fine. But my desire to be with them was great enough to make me go back to that place. Worst mistake of my life. I shouldn't have let her walk away. I shouldn't have kept to myself so much.
When we did bicker...fight...it didn't concern me as much. I was irrational; all I wanted was to get back at them. I think that something inside of me told me that everything would be ok. Because I would get to see them the next day. I would have another day to set things right. Not anymore. But that...this is my fault.
I don't think anyone understands.
They may tell me "yes, I do understand," but they don't. They just don't.
When I see myself breaking down over them I think I'm crazy for loving them so much when they hate me and want me dead.
When I don't break down over them I think I'm crazy because they mean so much to me.
It's hard to think anymore. Whenever they happen to come into mind it's a battle. A struggle to find something else to think about. I try desperately to get away from the thoughts.
I hide everything now. From everyone. I try my best to keep everything inside. I don't want them to know.
But sometimes I wish someone would find me when I'm falling apart, because when I look at my house, I don't want to go back and have to dry my tears and hide everything again.
I hate this. I sound so pathetic, and I hate it. But somehow I need to get this out. Even if it means abusing my poor blog which was supposed to be for all of the happy memories. I'll probably look back on this and vomit.
But I can't deny that they were once the closest friends, the closest people, I have ever, ever had in this life. So close...we could talk about anything, and we did. We could do anything and be anything with each other, and we did. They were my best friends. And, at that time, the best I ever had. Hell, I took everyone else's friendship for granted. These two girls were what was most important to me. I wanted to make them happy; to give them what they could not get themselves.
Now they deny everything. I'm sure they deny ever being my friend. I'm sure they hate me; want me dead; want me gone for good from their lives...but I can't help but love them. I can't help but long to have them back. I do want them back...so badly...
I wish I can tell them all of this without them mocking me and putting me down.
"You don't take friendships seriously."
The friendship that I was most serious about was theirs.
When I lost them, it was more than obvious that I lost a part of myself. All of my favorite things, all of my favorite hobbies, every song, every sight, every breath...them. It all falls back to them.
There are times when I am truly happy and I can laugh and smile truthfully, but, it seems that no matter what I do, it always comes back.
They have me wrapped around their finger and they don't even know it.
I remember a time when I was leaving their house after staying the night, and I asked them to ask their parents if they could come over to my house that night and stay the night for the first time at my place. When they came back out saying that their parents said no...I remember seeing the tears in their eyes. No joke...and on the way home I tried so hard not to cry. Because I didn't want to leave. I wanted to go back...to stay another night...
Sometimes I just want to go there. Just fall asleep there. Fall asleep in a place that they would be when I opened my eyes again.
The Big Dipper. That constellation in the sky. They never knew it was thee until I showed them. Now just looking at the stars is painful...not beautiful.
Sometimes I wish they could feel this pain. Sometimes I want them to suffer like this so they know how much it fucking hurts. But the last thing that I ever wanted to do is hurt them.
Why can't I forget? Why can't I let go? Is it because I don't want to? What possible thread of hope am I trying to reach for? If there even is one...
All I want for Christmas, if it isn't too much to ask for, is to have them back.
Because, if they can see through all of these misunderstandings...then maybe...
And I've realized my mistakes. I am the one at fault.
Please, just let me have them back.
I've never missed someone so much in my entire life.
Is it selfish of me to go ahead and rant about this here? I have nowhere else to go or no one else to talk to about it. I might as well plague my blog here with it rather than allow it all to be more public. But, then again, this is the internet. How much more public can it get?
I just need to let this all out somewhere...
Sometimes I wish I had never gone back to the high school. If I didn't, everything would be as it was. Everything would be fine. But my desire to be with them was great enough to make me go back to that place. Worst mistake of my life. I shouldn't have let her walk away. I shouldn't have kept to myself so much.
When we did bicker...fight...it didn't concern me as much. I was irrational; all I wanted was to get back at them. I think that something inside of me told me that everything would be ok. Because I would get to see them the next day. I would have another day to set things right. Not anymore. But that...this is my fault.
I don't think anyone understands.
They may tell me "yes, I do understand," but they don't. They just don't.
When I see myself breaking down over them I think I'm crazy for loving them so much when they hate me and want me dead.
When I don't break down over them I think I'm crazy because they mean so much to me.
It's hard to think anymore. Whenever they happen to come into mind it's a battle. A struggle to find something else to think about. I try desperately to get away from the thoughts.
I hide everything now. From everyone. I try my best to keep everything inside. I don't want them to know.
But sometimes I wish someone would find me when I'm falling apart, because when I look at my house, I don't want to go back and have to dry my tears and hide everything again.
I hate this. I sound so pathetic, and I hate it. But somehow I need to get this out. Even if it means abusing my poor blog which was supposed to be for all of the happy memories. I'll probably look back on this and vomit.
But I can't deny that they were once the closest friends, the closest people, I have ever, ever had in this life. So close...we could talk about anything, and we did. We could do anything and be anything with each other, and we did. They were my best friends. And, at that time, the best I ever had. Hell, I took everyone else's friendship for granted. These two girls were what was most important to me. I wanted to make them happy; to give them what they could not get themselves.
Now they deny everything. I'm sure they deny ever being my friend. I'm sure they hate me; want me dead; want me gone for good from their lives...but I can't help but love them. I can't help but long to have them back. I do want them back...so badly...
I wish I can tell them all of this without them mocking me and putting me down.
"You don't take friendships seriously."
The friendship that I was most serious about was theirs.
When I lost them, it was more than obvious that I lost a part of myself. All of my favorite things, all of my favorite hobbies, every song, every sight, every breath...them. It all falls back to them.
There are times when I am truly happy and I can laugh and smile truthfully, but, it seems that no matter what I do, it always comes back.
They have me wrapped around their finger and they don't even know it.
I remember a time when I was leaving their house after staying the night, and I asked them to ask their parents if they could come over to my house that night and stay the night for the first time at my place. When they came back out saying that their parents said no...I remember seeing the tears in their eyes. No joke...and on the way home I tried so hard not to cry. Because I didn't want to leave. I wanted to go back...to stay another night...
Sometimes I just want to go there. Just fall asleep there. Fall asleep in a place that they would be when I opened my eyes again.
The Big Dipper. That constellation in the sky. They never knew it was thee until I showed them. Now just looking at the stars is painful...not beautiful.
Sometimes I wish they could feel this pain. Sometimes I want them to suffer like this so they know how much it fucking hurts. But the last thing that I ever wanted to do is hurt them.
Why can't I forget? Why can't I let go? Is it because I don't want to? What possible thread of hope am I trying to reach for? If there even is one...
All I want for Christmas, if it isn't too much to ask for, is to have them back.
Because, if they can see through all of these misunderstandings...then maybe...
And I've realized my mistakes. I am the one at fault.
Please, just let me have them back.
I've never missed someone so much in my entire life.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Beat By A Girl
Does that seem like a sexist title?
Well, it plays nicely into my hands seeing that I AM the girl who unleashed the beating. "I'm getting beat by a girl!" is what my little cousin Kevin 'cried out' while I continuously kicked his ass in about five or six games of McDonalds air hockey. I must say, though, he is a worthy opponent.
Watch, next time around he'll be wiping me into the floor.
Why were we at McAdees?
Sort of a long story, but not really, I guess.
I accompanied Grandmother yesterday to take my little cousins (Kev and Mac) to the mall to get their pictures taken for a Christmas surprise for their parents. After being freed from the mall, we let our hungry selves dine out at a McDonalds nearby. I almost stole someone else's chicken nuggets...the guy behind the counter was like 'Those aren't yours.' I should have just taken them...I also got a few shots of Mackenzie and Kevin playing around in that Funland playhouse thing with my cellphone (wish it was Mom's digital camera instead...). Grandma made sure that they both used some disinfectant wipes afterwards. Nasty funlands with their germs! Well, anyways, during that time I was playing said air hockey game with Kev. It was a lot of fun, you might say.
I think that that McDonalds trip was the highlight of our little, ah, adventure...something to slightly spice up this blog which hasn't been updated in quite some time now (for shame, for shame).
Oh! And I need to upload some pictures of Trixie, don't I?
I can't remember if I mentioned her in this blog...but I did on my DeviantArt journal. Trixie is the little chihuahua that my Mom saved. Apparently she had been lying/sitting next to a dead dog for three days or longer. Mom didn't have the heart to leave her, so she brought her home. Poor thing was nervous and scared for the first few days, but she's doing a lot better now. Was pregnant, too...but we had her get a doggy abortion since we didn't know who the breeder was. If it was a big dog, birthing the pups could have killed Trix. And let me tell you, nobody wanted that!
She isn't high-strung or anything...just really sweet. It is totally obvious when she is happy. She does a little dance sometimes and her tail wags like crazy. So cute!
But, yes, Trixie is the new addition to our family~
The first two shots my sister took. I took the last one.
THE END! (for now)
Well, it plays nicely into my hands seeing that I AM the girl who unleashed the beating. "I'm getting beat by a girl!" is what my little cousin Kevin 'cried out' while I continuously kicked his ass in about five or six games of McDonalds air hockey. I must say, though, he is a worthy opponent.
Watch, next time around he'll be wiping me into the floor.
Why were we at McAdees?
Sort of a long story, but not really, I guess.
I accompanied Grandmother yesterday to take my little cousins (Kev and Mac) to the mall to get their pictures taken for a Christmas surprise for their parents. After being freed from the mall, we let our hungry selves dine out at a McDonalds nearby. I almost stole someone else's chicken nuggets...the guy behind the counter was like 'Those aren't yours.' I should have just taken them...I also got a few shots of Mackenzie and Kevin playing around in that Funland playhouse thing with my cellphone (wish it was Mom's digital camera instead...). Grandma made sure that they both used some disinfectant wipes afterwards. Nasty funlands with their germs! Well, anyways, during that time I was playing said air hockey game with Kev. It was a lot of fun, you might say.
I think that that McDonalds trip was the highlight of our little, ah, adventure...something to slightly spice up this blog which hasn't been updated in quite some time now (for shame, for shame).
Oh! And I need to upload some pictures of Trixie, don't I?
I can't remember if I mentioned her in this blog...but I did on my DeviantArt journal. Trixie is the little chihuahua that my Mom saved. Apparently she had been lying/sitting next to a dead dog for three days or longer. Mom didn't have the heart to leave her, so she brought her home. Poor thing was nervous and scared for the first few days, but she's doing a lot better now. Was pregnant, too...but we had her get a doggy abortion since we didn't know who the breeder was. If it was a big dog, birthing the pups could have killed Trix. And let me tell you, nobody wanted that!
She isn't high-strung or anything...just really sweet. It is totally obvious when she is happy. She does a little dance sometimes and her tail wags like crazy. So cute!
But, yes, Trixie is the new addition to our family~
The first two shots my sister took. I took the last one.
THE END! (for now)
Monday, November 17, 2008
Random Rant
"Unite and take over -create a supernova"
-Supernova, Oomph!
Well, lately I have been adapting to the habit of using mother's laptop. Preferably, I like to use a desktop computer, but I'm not complaining. I like the sound this laptop's keyboard makes. Mom took my virus infected computer brain with her to work today. So, yay, Enrique should be healed very soon! (:
I must tell you, I CANNOT WAIT to have my own room again. I am so very excited!
Oh, and it was just brilliant! While I was haning out with Mom and Dad at the mall yesterday (they were browsing around for furniture for the house), we saw this really neat piece of furniture. It looked like a loveseat, y'know? But it folded out into a bed! Blood genius! I would absolutely love to have something like that for my room rather than a normal bed because it'd take up less space. :P I like my floor! But one was ugly and the other was expensive, so it's going to be a no-no for now. I don't mind though. As long as I have a bed! xD
But, yeah, the mall was crowded! Everyone was pretty much "elbow to asshole," as my clever father says. It was fun to run about with the adults, though. My parents are very amusing and fun to be around, so I am VERY thankful to them. ^^
We also checked out the new portion of the mall which was an outdoor section. So cool! There was a part of the ground that was a large colored circle that kids were running around in. Small holes in the ground would occasionaly spit up a large drop of water and the children smacked at them! It was quite humorous.
There were a couple of people with cute dogs, too. One looked like a lovely little husky.
Oooooooh! Oh, oh, oh!
I am totally excited now. :3
I ordered the Legend of Zelda manga from Borders yesterday. >3>
The guy who helped was REEEAAAALLY nice, so that made me happy!
But, yesssssssssssss, finaaaallllyyyyyy! TT^TT I love Link and Ganon....
And ooooh geeeeez. I almost became an impulse buyer! D:
The manga I was looking for wasn't in the store, so I wandered over to the art section to eyeball some of the book provided there. It took quite a bit to pry myself away from there, too...I hurried back to Dad saying that we should leave, but he INSISTED that I pick something out. I was like, "No! That would make me an impulse buyer!"
xD But I ended up ONLY ordering the manga, so it's all cool! My slate is still clean. ^_~
(Now I want to start buying the Poke'mon manga... ^^;;;;;)
NOT HAVING TO DO HOMEWORK AT THE LAST MINUTE FEELS GREAT! :D
I think...that might be all...I'll edit this post if I think of anything that I might've missed.
Side notes: Dad was hilarious all day yesterday. Mom, too, of course!
>3
Friday, November 7, 2008
viirrruuuusss
Next week my sister and I are going to start tutoring our neighbor's son Landon. I think it'll be a fun and good experience. The only hard part will be trying to get him to pay attention for an hour and a half, but I think we can manage. I'm lookin' forward to it!
Also, our rooms are finally almost done! I can't wait to finally have my very own hovel again. Oh sweet, sweet victory.
ALSO, my sister is graduating from high school in four weeks. FOUR WEEKS! Pretty freakin' sweet, no?
Oh, and I won't be able to be on anything as much because my computer has a stupid, godawful virus. I'm using Mom's laptop right now...Someone at her work, thankfully, is a computer genius and said that he'd look at my computer. Thank you, thank you, thaaaannkk youuuuuu!!!
So, yeah, for now blog updates, art updates, e-mail checking, and what not will be...sluggish. Very sluggish...
Until then I might just be working on my new story!
Please read and review if you would like. : ) I would really appreciate it!
http://www.fictionpress.com/secure/live_preview.php?storyid=2593340&chapter=1
Also, our rooms are finally almost done! I can't wait to finally have my very own hovel again. Oh sweet, sweet victory.
ALSO, my sister is graduating from high school in four weeks. FOUR WEEKS! Pretty freakin' sweet, no?
Oh, and I won't be able to be on anything as much because my computer has a stupid, godawful virus. I'm using Mom's laptop right now...Someone at her work, thankfully, is a computer genius and said that he'd look at my computer. Thank you, thank you, thaaaannkk youuuuuu!!!
So, yeah, for now blog updates, art updates, e-mail checking, and what not will be...sluggish. Very sluggish...
Until then I might just be working on my new story!
Please read and review if you would like. : ) I would really appreciate it!
http://www.fictionpress.com/secure/live_preview.php?storyid=2593340&chapter=1
Sunday, October 26, 2008
stuck much?
I feel like I've been pulled under again, and I can't find the surface to breathe.
I feel like there is no one I can talk to anymore. I'm not being ridiculous, though, because I know people I can talk to, but you know why I can't. Sometimes I think I should find a therapist or counselor of sorts.
I agreed to let J have her time away so she can do what she needs to do. Even when she comes back, I can't possibly speak of what's on my mind.
Dad would get upset with me; Mom would tell me that I can't worry about that stuff. Hay would get irritated with me; Levi would just hint at feeling sorry for me, which is the last thing I want from anyone.
Maybe I should have stayed home from that party. Don't get me wrong, though. That party was fantastic. I had a great time seeing everyone and it was fun. But some things I saw and some things I heard just caused me to slip a little. I'm sort of glad I was wearing that mask most of the time.
Basically, to me, that party was a few hours of mental torture. So selfish of me to say.
Micheal does have a girlfriend it seems. That's one thing that bit at me. I think he's the only guy I could ever like like; I think I've always had this little crush on him. There's another thing about him, too, that I shouldn't go into mentioning. But it was hard to frolic around the party and see him so close to that girl. He was such a gentleman...funny, too. That chick doesn't even realize how lucky she is.
The mentioning of a couple people I used to know hurt as well. Everyone else just talked about them easily, whereas I would stumble over my words. Amanda was talking to Hay and I about hanging out with them and J at their house, and in a way I felt offended. Doesn't she know how I feel about that? But I was being stupid. Of course she knows, it just didn't hit her at the time, I guess.
The party was great, though. I saw Bianca, too. When the girls started talking about guys, though, I tried to ignore it. I tried to ignore everything. Basically, I tried concentrating on the fire the rest of the night. I didn't want to think.
I loved seeing everyone and it was fun...but something tells me that I shouldn't have gone.
If it goes on like this like it has been...maybe I do need help...
I feel like there is no one I can talk to anymore. I'm not being ridiculous, though, because I know people I can talk to, but you know why I can't. Sometimes I think I should find a therapist or counselor of sorts.
I agreed to let J have her time away so she can do what she needs to do. Even when she comes back, I can't possibly speak of what's on my mind.
Dad would get upset with me; Mom would tell me that I can't worry about that stuff. Hay would get irritated with me; Levi would just hint at feeling sorry for me, which is the last thing I want from anyone.
Maybe I should have stayed home from that party. Don't get me wrong, though. That party was fantastic. I had a great time seeing everyone and it was fun. But some things I saw and some things I heard just caused me to slip a little. I'm sort of glad I was wearing that mask most of the time.
Basically, to me, that party was a few hours of mental torture. So selfish of me to say.
Micheal does have a girlfriend it seems. That's one thing that bit at me. I think he's the only guy I could ever like like; I think I've always had this little crush on him. There's another thing about him, too, that I shouldn't go into mentioning. But it was hard to frolic around the party and see him so close to that girl. He was such a gentleman...funny, too. That chick doesn't even realize how lucky she is.
The mentioning of a couple people I used to know hurt as well. Everyone else just talked about them easily, whereas I would stumble over my words. Amanda was talking to Hay and I about hanging out with them and J at their house, and in a way I felt offended. Doesn't she know how I feel about that? But I was being stupid. Of course she knows, it just didn't hit her at the time, I guess.
The party was great, though. I saw Bianca, too. When the girls started talking about guys, though, I tried to ignore it. I tried to ignore everything. Basically, I tried concentrating on the fire the rest of the night. I didn't want to think.
I loved seeing everyone and it was fun...but something tells me that I shouldn't have gone.
If it goes on like this like it has been...maybe I do need help...
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
What? I've been missing, you say?
Guess who.
Yes, I have decided to return. It's been well over a while anyways, eh? Call me a nerd, but I miss blogging. And there is so much to catch up on! Where to start? I don't even know.
Well...
The goat has finally been named! She is now known as October; she is doing well. She got sick for a little while (well, she seemed sick, but it's not for certain), but it looks like she has recovered! Whoo~
I have finally been able to satisfy my nerdy needs by purchasing a Magic The Gathering card deck. I've had cards and played the game before, but I never really got into it. Chris, my cousin, is really into it and is pretty much a champ at the silly game. I wanted to give it a go! Maybe he and I can bond through it. Haha!
Last week on Friday and Saturday I helped my Grandmother out with her yard sell. Surprisingly, there weren't a lot of people. In a way that was unusual...there was, like, zero traffic on Saturday when usually there's more than we like. On Thursday we prepared ALL DAY and on Sunday and Monday we cleaned up. I think I'm also still a bit tired from it all.
And, to end this post because I am feeling drowsy, my sister and I will be tutoring our neighbor's son on Mondays and Wednesdays starting next month. I think it'll be fun and a good experience.
So, hopefully (maybe), I will catch up some more on my next blog entry. I've been such a slacker lately!
But, hey, at least I've been drawing again. I've been playing EverQuest a bit more, too. Is that considered lazy?
And, yes, of course I have been exercising and doing chores and such!
If you know me, you know that I cannot possibly sit in one place for too long...unless I'm watching a movie, drawing, or doing something else that strikes my fancy that includes the process of sitting.
Night!
Yes, I have decided to return. It's been well over a while anyways, eh? Call me a nerd, but I miss blogging. And there is so much to catch up on! Where to start? I don't even know.
Well...
The goat has finally been named! She is now known as October; she is doing well. She got sick for a little while (well, she seemed sick, but it's not for certain), but it looks like she has recovered! Whoo~
I have finally been able to satisfy my nerdy needs by purchasing a Magic The Gathering card deck. I've had cards and played the game before, but I never really got into it. Chris, my cousin, is really into it and is pretty much a champ at the silly game. I wanted to give it a go! Maybe he and I can bond through it. Haha!
Last week on Friday and Saturday I helped my Grandmother out with her yard sell. Surprisingly, there weren't a lot of people. In a way that was unusual...there was, like, zero traffic on Saturday when usually there's more than we like. On Thursday we prepared ALL DAY and on Sunday and Monday we cleaned up. I think I'm also still a bit tired from it all.
And, to end this post because I am feeling drowsy, my sister and I will be tutoring our neighbor's son on Mondays and Wednesdays starting next month. I think it'll be fun and a good experience.
So, hopefully (maybe), I will catch up some more on my next blog entry. I've been such a slacker lately!
But, hey, at least I've been drawing again. I've been playing EverQuest a bit more, too. Is that considered lazy?
And, yes, of course I have been exercising and doing chores and such!
If you know me, you know that I cannot possibly sit in one place for too long...unless I'm watching a movie, drawing, or doing something else that strikes my fancy that includes the process of sitting.
Night!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
transmission lost
Just wanted to post something letting all of you know that I might not blog for a while. In fact, I probably won't be on any messengers for a while, too. Or Deviant Art or Deviant Hearts or Subeta or anything like that. I might screw off on EverQuest though so that I don't have to think too much. And don't ask what's wrong because I'm not going to be telling anyone anything until I've got things figured out. Even then I might keep my mouth shut.
I hope that you are all doing well.
Take care and farewell.
I hope that you are all doing well.
Take care and farewell.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Dx3
Dentist, Drumming, Debate.
Back to the beginning, the first D was my dentist appointment at about 11:20am this morning. In a few months I'll only have to wear my super fantastic rainbow retainers at night! Cheers to that, my friends.
The second D was drum lessons. As usual, it was fun! When Phil was making a copy of a page from a lesson book for me, he said that the copier machine sounded like it was going to take off; just levitate away. I found that to be hilarious! So random. Oh, and as usual, Phil is still totally awesome and good looking.
My couisn says that I am really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really weird. His reason for thinking that is because I just am. Well, I think otherwise. He said that after I told him there was a girl I liked when I went to the high school. It makes me think what the rest of my family would think. Like, would they treat me differently?
Somehow, though, I'm not very worried about it.
Oh! By the way...a couple of weeks or so ago I took a picture of my "mini-mohawk." I guess they're actually called spines or something...but, yeah! It's hard to tell what's going on anyways. :P
I like to call today the triple D. Sounds like a bra size, doesn't it. D-cup! Sadly, I don't much about bra sizes. Or should I say thankfully? Back to the point, I am sitting here watching the presidential debate right now. The third D.
The third D is going on as I type this. I'm, like, half paying attention. I need to watch it for my government class and write a reflection about it as the assignment. It's actually quite interesting. Mom is all into it.
There have been so many distractions, though. All I wanted to do was sit down, talk to J, and watch what needs to be watched. Well, it didn't work out like that. My younger cousin Kevin is over and I'm trying to hang out with him at the same time. I just got done making a sandwich and some chocolate milk for him. He's not the distraction, though. In fact, I enjoy his company and I gladly served him! Haha. The distractions included: goat getting in the house, taking the drill battery to Grandma, people coming in and talking really loud, the neighbors coming to see the goat, phone ringing, and a lot of other things. I felt so overwhelmed...I'm okay now!
Somehow, though, I'm not very worried about it.
Oh! By the way...a couple of weeks or so ago I took a picture of my "mini-mohawk." I guess they're actually called spines or something...but, yeah! It's hard to tell what's going on anyways. :P
Monday, October 6, 2008
Mutant Man Vs. Tremors; Baby Goat Feeding
Mutant Man vs. Tremors
D: OMG WTF
Mom and I went to the grocery store together yesterday and bought this movie that was on sale for, like, four bucks. And now...I know why. The movie is called Mutant Man and was made in about 1996 or so. I thought that, yeah, it would be a sort of a cheap horror considering the date and the title of the movie. It was indeed bizarre. My first complaint: pretty much all of the acting was...TERRIBLE. Sickeningly TERRIBLE. Haley said that it was slowly killing her. But there were two roles that were pretty well done and amusing (maybe because they were me and my sister's favorite characters). According to www.imbd.com Mutant Man is a horror/comedy. I must agree because the movie did have its humorous moments. Other than that...WOW. I would watch it again, though. Just to make fun of it or dub over it one of these days. ^_~
The best roles in that movie were (in my opinion):
Eugene (Hay's favorite)
Charlie (My favorite)
:D OMG YES
Our appetites were instantly cured as soon as the Tremors DVD was put into the movie player.
A few months back I purchased the Tremors: Attack Pack. It was as if Heaven itself bathed the world in a pure and celestial light. oAo
Anywhom, if you have never seen any of the Tremors movies....go see them. NOW. I think that the first movie in the series is that absolute best. It is so damn funny! This movie, too, is a horror/comedy.
Tremors totally kicked Mutan Man's ass by a landslide!
If you want to watch Mutant Man just for shits and giggles, go ahead. I would, too. x3
Baby Goat Feeding
Yes, we are still trying to decide a name for our little goat. mumblesistilllikeoptimusprimecreampuffburritopittmumbles
She is CRAZY when it comes to drinking out of a bottle! I'm about to call her Titty Chaser. -shot-
Here are some photos I took of her feeding. xD
She is CRAZY when it comes to drinking out of a bottle! I'm about to call her Titty Chaser. -shot-
Here are some photos I took of her feeding. xD
And one more thing...
My sister and I dug away the bermuda grass from the gate to the chicken pen so that we could use the gate again. Our little goat figured out how to jump over the board we placed over the entrance. So it was decided that we fix that little issue. Bermuda grass is awfully tough, but we showed it! >D We threw in some stray bricks to make a little path looking thing too~We are proud. ♥
I'm off to practice drumming now~!
I'm off to practice drumming now~!
Optimus Prime Cream Puff Burrito Pitt
There is a new member in our family.
Our neighbor let us keep one of his female baby goats. She is so damn adorable! ♥
How we got her was quite interesting. I wasn't there for most of what happened, but Mom and Hay filled me in.
Apparently about five of our neighbors' little house dogs were on top of the baby goat and attacking her. My Mom - who was infuriated - was on the other side of the fence yelling at my neighbors house trying to get someone outside. I'm figuring when Hay came in to put on her converse (and when I first heard what was going on), Mom was about to climb the fence and kick the dogs off herself, but luckily our neighbor pulled in. He got the dogs off of the little goat and gave it to my Mom since he said she saved it. I don't think our neighbor was very happy, though, because there WERE people in the house. Both my Mom and my sister had been hollering, too.
Well, I know we're all glad that the little goat gets to live on our side of the canal now. It'll be so much healthier over here. We're still deciding a name, but I like to call her Optimus Prime Cream Puff Burrito Pitt.
Optimus Prime being the giant robotic transformer guy. Cream Puff because she looks cream colored. Burrito because Hay thought it was funny. And Pitt because I randomly thought of Brad Pitt.
A few hours after we received Creamy (I guess that can be a nickname), I let her out of the little spot we made for her so she could explore a portion of the back yard. She went right to eating the various weeds. It was so adorable!
Chin and Finn were both like "WTF, mate?" They were sort of stalking Creamy with wide eyes.
But, yes, our lovely little goat - I would have to say - was the highlight of today.
Our neighbor let us keep one of his female baby goats. She is so damn adorable! ♥
How we got her was quite interesting. I wasn't there for most of what happened, but Mom and Hay filled me in.
Apparently about five of our neighbors' little house dogs were on top of the baby goat and attacking her. My Mom - who was infuriated - was on the other side of the fence yelling at my neighbors house trying to get someone outside. I'm figuring when Hay came in to put on her converse (and when I first heard what was going on), Mom was about to climb the fence and kick the dogs off herself, but luckily our neighbor pulled in. He got the dogs off of the little goat and gave it to my Mom since he said she saved it. I don't think our neighbor was very happy, though, because there WERE people in the house. Both my Mom and my sister had been hollering, too.
Well, I know we're all glad that the little goat gets to live on our side of the canal now. It'll be so much healthier over here. We're still deciding a name, but I like to call her Optimus Prime Cream Puff Burrito Pitt.
Optimus Prime being the giant robotic transformer guy. Cream Puff because she looks cream colored. Burrito because Hay thought it was funny. And Pitt because I randomly thought of Brad Pitt.
A few hours after we received Creamy (I guess that can be a nickname), I let her out of the little spot we made for her so she could explore a portion of the back yard. She went right to eating the various weeds. It was so adorable!
Chin and Finn were both like "WTF, mate?" They were sort of stalking Creamy with wide eyes.
But, yes, our lovely little goat - I would have to say - was the highlight of today.
<3
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Homecoming
Yesterday was - shall we say - interesting.
Levi called me the night before asking if I could go to homecoming. There was a parade, a football game, and a dance. I had to refuse the dance (heard from a friend that it was kind of boring anyways).
So, yesterday morning I was pretty much just getting ready to go to the parade. I was going there alone since Levi couldn't make it at that time. Nor could Amanda, and Jocelyn was out and about elsewhere. She, for the first, like, two minutes I stood alone until Haley's best friend spotted me. Oh, sweet Mary. How I love her so! She let me hang with her and some of her friends on the curb while we watched the parade. I took a bunch of pictures for Tristan, too. When the parade was over, Mary her friends and Katie (she showed up a little later) all left. Hence, I was alone again. But I knew what my next destination would be. I had it planned since the night before.
So, basically, I walked ALL the way across town just to drop of some drawings I had promised to some, ah, 'friends.' When I was, like, three minutes away I called on my cell first, just to make sure if they were home or not. I didn't want to show up unexpectedly either. I thought it was Nereida who answered...I could tell be her voice. Their baby sister was literally wailing in the background (it was actually quite painful to the ears) and when she moved to a different, quieter room - BAM - it sounded more like Zoraida. So, as much as it crushes me to think about, I'm guessing Nereida passed the phone on to her sister. I asked if I could drop off said pictures, and at first she said no 'cause they were going somewhere. I 'insisted' since I was only three minutes away, then she said it would be okay. I didn't know if I was scared or exited. I think it was a little bit of both.
I didn't have to ring the door bell or anything. Zoraida was out the door before I could even walk up to it. So, it was an awkward, uh, little chat that we had...some of it was as if we were friends again and a little bit of it Z seemed to be hostile. I couldn't really tell...but by reading her eyes I sort of figured that she might've wanted me gone. I think she is still holding a grudge against me or whatever. But SHE was the one who initiated the hugs! That only raises my confusion...
Well, she didn't like my new hair cut. Haha! Personally, I didn't care for hers either. Don't get me wrong, I think it looked very cute, but I liked Zoraida's long hair.
After giving her the drawings and her thanking me (truthfully or grudgingly) I just wandered off. Of course I cried a little, but very little. As much as it hurt, just kept walking. I didn't look back or anything. But I forgot to tell her so many things and I forgot to give her something else. Damn.
So I just sort of slowly made my way down the street quietly. Eventually I came across this punt little brick 'wall' thing in front of some random house and just sat there for like an hour. When the owner of the house was backing in I decided that maybe I should leave.
This is where things get a little more interesting.
There I be, cruising down the sidewalk wondering what the hell I was going to do now. I look up and see someone familiar. At first I just thought my eyes were messing with me, but I knew it had to be Jocelyn. I was actually hoping it was, too. But my first thought was, "No! J doesn't walk like that." Guess I was wrong. When she turned on a crosswalk I knew it was her. My attempts to catch her attention were futile. I whistled loudly, stomped my feet, and blah blah blah. Finally I just quickened my pace. I am now an official stalker. I tried whistling again but I guess I wasn't loud enough. When I saw her suddenly turn onto the stairs of the dentist and out of my sight, I knew where she was going (in a way). So I hurried across the street, strode up to the corner that lead to the dentist, and figured that when I turned the corner I'd see her sitting there. I was wrong. I lost her. I trotted up the dentist steps and onto the porch...thing...and then I saw her. NEXT, I followed her down an alley way. I tried walking with stiff feet again and played a cell phone ringtone at max volume. She STILL didn't notice. I was, like, ten feet behind her! So, I tried calling. That didn't work. I think she finally just stopped and turned around (or did I yell...for some reason I can't remember...). Her expression was priceless. Eh, it always is. Apparently I 'scared the shit out of her.'
Victory was mine.
Soooooooo, then her and I pranced around town in random directions until we came finally just stopped at the park for a break. There we just hung out like friends would, you know? Levi showed up shortly after. We all had a blast together.
When J went to go and meet with a friend of hers (Levi and I following because she is our 'mommy') that's when I started to feel a bit...uh-uh. Or something. But I did like Vanessa and Tyler. They were both very open about their relationship with each other, that's for sure. I kinda felt ignored though...I studied the three of them (J, V, and T) goofing off...I was trying to figure something out. But I had Levi the whole time! We always cause trouble together. So theeeeeeeeeeeeen we hung out, got food, Levi and I felt lost when J 'abandoned' us, then we all went back to the park...and goofed off some more.
It was pretty much after dark when the cops showed up.
We were all sitting at a table together, joking, laughing, having a good time; these two cops come up to us flashing their flashlights on us. They were asking us questions like where do you go to school, what grade are you in, and what have you. Suddenly, the one next to me asks "Who's popping pills?"
We're all like..."What?"
He asked again and Levi asked him if he was joking, and the cop said no. He flashed his light through the table and, sure enough, there was a...fucking...pill...what are the chances, dear Cazic!?
We all sort of just... o.o
How the hell did that get there!?
So they asked us more questions, made Levi crush the pill (I think they thought it was him! haha poor guy), and finally they left. They must've noticed the truth. We were all sober! I'm surprised they didn't search us or something.
Talk about crazy but oh-so exciting!
Finally, Levi and I went to pay to get into the foot ball game after some random...junkie (?) came over to our group. He was...so....wow. As we were going to buy our tickets he was behind us! Hah! Anyways, I had to pay six bucks to get in because I was a visitor...lol.
It was great! For the most part...I got to see a lot of people like Holly, Ashley, Kristen, Stephanie, my cousin Grant, Karolyn, etc etc.
But for some reason (as selfish as this sounds) I felt so alone. I felt like I was invisible to everyone even though we talked with each other and laughed. Whenever I was pulled through the crowd, I felt like I was just fading. No seemed to notice or remember who I was. I truly felt like a stray. I was literally the lone wolf in this huge pack of...lions or something. I was so very grateful I got to see and hang out with so many people though.
After hours of wandering around and following Amanda to find her friend Brenna, my legs were literally about to give way beneath me. Usually I'd be fine, but for the past couple of days Dad and I had been doing some pretty tough work, and it included a fine amount of stamina used up. My legs still hurt today. I went to find J to tell her that I was going to leave or something (I had no idea where I would go), and she gave me hug before I turned around. I would have liked to hang with her longer.
Instead of leaving, though, I found my way over to a strip of cement a few centimeters of the ground. Everyone eventually migrated over there. I felt really stupid because sitting like that didn't do anything for my legs, but I liked the pain.
Oh, geez. Then there was this kid Shaun or whatever (one of Steven's friends) that just stared at me with this weird expression. He just...stared. And stared. And stared. First he was all "What's up with-?" and he run his fingers through his hair. I knew instantly what he was referring to. His hair was pretty damn short, but mine is shorter.
"It's shorter than mine!" is what he said.
He said it freaked him out because I looked like his cousin who is a guy. Then he was suspicious of my gender. I told him I was a girl and he didn't exactly totally believe me. He told me to prove. Well, hello, boobs. He said that doesn't prove it. Even when my friends told him I was a girl...he still eyed me suspiciously. I rather enjoyed it though. Haha!
Okay, this is LONG! I'm gonna summarize the rest.
Amanda needed somewhere to go because her sister wouldn't pick her up, I let her and Levi come over for a while (it was about 11pm), they along with Hay were ALL playing iSketch while I wandered around not knowing what to do, then I got a call from Clint about some guys stopped and the smell of oil and blah blah, I called Grandma, I went out with Clint, watched the cars leave, met with Grandma, we all talked about random stuff, then we went home, Levi went home, Amanda was trying to keep me awake when I was terribly exhausted, then I passed out, then they woke me up, then we went to bed. So Amanda got to stay the night! We played Mario world, too.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh
And earlier that day a kid was riding his bike down the sidewalk while I was at my sister's best friend's house hanging out in the drive way with a group of people and that kid did a fancy little jump and lost control only to find himself slamming into one of the girl's car. Poor kid. I hope he's okay...but it WAS sickeningly amusing.
I'm feeling a bit dizzy from all of this typing and thinking and what not. If I forgot anything...oops...sorry. I might add on later. Heh.
Homecoming was wow.
Levi called me the night before asking if I could go to homecoming. There was a parade, a football game, and a dance. I had to refuse the dance (heard from a friend that it was kind of boring anyways).
So, yesterday morning I was pretty much just getting ready to go to the parade. I was going there alone since Levi couldn't make it at that time. Nor could Amanda, and Jocelyn was out and about elsewhere. She, for the first, like, two minutes I stood alone until Haley's best friend spotted me. Oh, sweet Mary. How I love her so! She let me hang with her and some of her friends on the curb while we watched the parade. I took a bunch of pictures for Tristan, too. When the parade was over, Mary her friends and Katie (she showed up a little later) all left. Hence, I was alone again. But I knew what my next destination would be. I had it planned since the night before.
So, basically, I walked ALL the way across town just to drop of some drawings I had promised to some, ah, 'friends.' When I was, like, three minutes away I called on my cell first, just to make sure if they were home or not. I didn't want to show up unexpectedly either. I thought it was Nereida who answered...I could tell be her voice. Their baby sister was literally wailing in the background (it was actually quite painful to the ears) and when she moved to a different, quieter room - BAM - it sounded more like Zoraida. So, as much as it crushes me to think about, I'm guessing Nereida passed the phone on to her sister. I asked if I could drop off said pictures, and at first she said no 'cause they were going somewhere. I 'insisted' since I was only three minutes away, then she said it would be okay. I didn't know if I was scared or exited. I think it was a little bit of both.
I didn't have to ring the door bell or anything. Zoraida was out the door before I could even walk up to it. So, it was an awkward, uh, little chat that we had...some of it was as if we were friends again and a little bit of it Z seemed to be hostile. I couldn't really tell...but by reading her eyes I sort of figured that she might've wanted me gone. I think she is still holding a grudge against me or whatever. But SHE was the one who initiated the hugs! That only raises my confusion...
Well, she didn't like my new hair cut. Haha! Personally, I didn't care for hers either. Don't get me wrong, I think it looked very cute, but I liked Zoraida's long hair.
After giving her the drawings and her thanking me (truthfully or grudgingly) I just wandered off. Of course I cried a little, but very little. As much as it hurt, just kept walking. I didn't look back or anything. But I forgot to tell her so many things and I forgot to give her something else. Damn.
So I just sort of slowly made my way down the street quietly. Eventually I came across this punt little brick 'wall' thing in front of some random house and just sat there for like an hour. When the owner of the house was backing in I decided that maybe I should leave.
This is where things get a little more interesting.
There I be, cruising down the sidewalk wondering what the hell I was going to do now. I look up and see someone familiar. At first I just thought my eyes were messing with me, but I knew it had to be Jocelyn. I was actually hoping it was, too. But my first thought was, "No! J doesn't walk like that." Guess I was wrong. When she turned on a crosswalk I knew it was her. My attempts to catch her attention were futile. I whistled loudly, stomped my feet, and blah blah blah. Finally I just quickened my pace. I am now an official stalker. I tried whistling again but I guess I wasn't loud enough. When I saw her suddenly turn onto the stairs of the dentist and out of my sight, I knew where she was going (in a way). So I hurried across the street, strode up to the corner that lead to the dentist, and figured that when I turned the corner I'd see her sitting there. I was wrong. I lost her. I trotted up the dentist steps and onto the porch...thing...and then I saw her. NEXT, I followed her down an alley way. I tried walking with stiff feet again and played a cell phone ringtone at max volume. She STILL didn't notice. I was, like, ten feet behind her! So, I tried calling. That didn't work. I think she finally just stopped and turned around (or did I yell...for some reason I can't remember...). Her expression was priceless. Eh, it always is. Apparently I 'scared the shit out of her.'
Victory was mine.
Soooooooo, then her and I pranced around town in random directions until we came finally just stopped at the park for a break. There we just hung out like friends would, you know? Levi showed up shortly after. We all had a blast together.
When J went to go and meet with a friend of hers (Levi and I following because she is our 'mommy') that's when I started to feel a bit...uh-uh. Or something. But I did like Vanessa and Tyler. They were both very open about their relationship with each other, that's for sure. I kinda felt ignored though...I studied the three of them (J, V, and T) goofing off...I was trying to figure something out. But I had Levi the whole time! We always cause trouble together. So theeeeeeeeeeeeen we hung out, got food, Levi and I felt lost when J 'abandoned' us, then we all went back to the park...and goofed off some more.
It was pretty much after dark when the cops showed up.
We were all sitting at a table together, joking, laughing, having a good time; these two cops come up to us flashing their flashlights on us. They were asking us questions like where do you go to school, what grade are you in, and what have you. Suddenly, the one next to me asks "Who's popping pills?"
We're all like..."What?"
He asked again and Levi asked him if he was joking, and the cop said no. He flashed his light through the table and, sure enough, there was a...fucking...pill...what are the chances, dear Cazic!?
We all sort of just... o.o
How the hell did that get there!?
So they asked us more questions, made Levi crush the pill (I think they thought it was him! haha poor guy), and finally they left. They must've noticed the truth. We were all sober! I'm surprised they didn't search us or something.
Talk about crazy but oh-so exciting!
Finally, Levi and I went to pay to get into the foot ball game after some random...junkie (?) came over to our group. He was...so....wow. As we were going to buy our tickets he was behind us! Hah! Anyways, I had to pay six bucks to get in because I was a visitor...lol.
It was great! For the most part...I got to see a lot of people like Holly, Ashley, Kristen, Stephanie, my cousin Grant, Karolyn, etc etc.
But for some reason (as selfish as this sounds) I felt so alone. I felt like I was invisible to everyone even though we talked with each other and laughed. Whenever I was pulled through the crowd, I felt like I was just fading. No seemed to notice or remember who I was. I truly felt like a stray. I was literally the lone wolf in this huge pack of...lions or something. I was so very grateful I got to see and hang out with so many people though.
After hours of wandering around and following Amanda to find her friend Brenna, my legs were literally about to give way beneath me. Usually I'd be fine, but for the past couple of days Dad and I had been doing some pretty tough work, and it included a fine amount of stamina used up. My legs still hurt today. I went to find J to tell her that I was going to leave or something (I had no idea where I would go), and she gave me hug before I turned around. I would have liked to hang with her longer.
Instead of leaving, though, I found my way over to a strip of cement a few centimeters of the ground. Everyone eventually migrated over there. I felt really stupid because sitting like that didn't do anything for my legs, but I liked the pain.
Oh, geez. Then there was this kid Shaun or whatever (one of Steven's friends) that just stared at me with this weird expression. He just...stared. And stared. And stared. First he was all "What's up with-?" and he run his fingers through his hair. I knew instantly what he was referring to. His hair was pretty damn short, but mine is shorter.
"It's shorter than mine!" is what he said.
He said it freaked him out because I looked like his cousin who is a guy. Then he was suspicious of my gender. I told him I was a girl and he didn't exactly totally believe me. He told me to prove. Well, hello, boobs. He said that doesn't prove it. Even when my friends told him I was a girl...he still eyed me suspiciously. I rather enjoyed it though. Haha!
Okay, this is LONG! I'm gonna summarize the rest.
Amanda needed somewhere to go because her sister wouldn't pick her up, I let her and Levi come over for a while (it was about 11pm), they along with Hay were ALL playing iSketch while I wandered around not knowing what to do, then I got a call from Clint about some guys stopped and the smell of oil and blah blah, I called Grandma, I went out with Clint, watched the cars leave, met with Grandma, we all talked about random stuff, then we went home, Levi went home, Amanda was trying to keep me awake when I was terribly exhausted, then I passed out, then they woke me up, then we went to bed. So Amanda got to stay the night! We played Mario world, too.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh
And earlier that day a kid was riding his bike down the sidewalk while I was at my sister's best friend's house hanging out in the drive way with a group of people and that kid did a fancy little jump and lost control only to find himself slamming into one of the girl's car. Poor kid. I hope he's okay...but it WAS sickeningly amusing.
I'm feeling a bit dizzy from all of this typing and thinking and what not. If I forgot anything...oops...sorry. I might add on later. Heh.
Homecoming was wow.
Friday, October 3, 2008
do the helen keller and talk with your hips
"tounges, always pressed to your cheeks.
while my tounge is on the inside of some other girl's teeth.
tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef,
that i'm a vegetarian, and i ain't fucking scared of him."
while my tounge is on the inside of some other girl's teeth.
tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef,
that i'm a vegetarian, and i ain't fucking scared of him."
Ah, I love that song. Don't Trust Me - 3oh!3
Other than that...
I still haven't been posting to my satisfaction. I guess I've been feeling a little overwhelmed lately, but I shouldn't let that hold me down from ranting.
So today I will most likely get to go to my old high school's homecoming parade. It'll be a blast, though I'll most likely be alone. Then, several hours later, I'll be going to the football game with a friend of mine. I really hope I get to see, like, everyone. I miss them terribly.
I said I'd mention the misfortune that had been occuring...but I'm a bit reluctant to.
It's just that my close friend's dad died last week and the loss has been playing its part in everyone. I want to be there for her and help her out with anything. I wanna be a good friend for her.
Another dear friend of mine was also attacked last week. I am so very thankful that he is okay (for the most part). His throat isn't exactly the same anymore...I'm praying and wishing the best for him.
Mom and Dad are up in the mountains right now. I hope they're safe and having a fun time.
I'm not too sure of what to say anymore...I feel a bit flustered but not...if that makes any sense.
I'm trying to get back into the routine of daily updates.
I still haven't been posting to my satisfaction. I guess I've been feeling a little overwhelmed lately, but I shouldn't let that hold me down from ranting.
So today I will most likely get to go to my old high school's homecoming parade. It'll be a blast, though I'll most likely be alone. Then, several hours later, I'll be going to the football game with a friend of mine. I really hope I get to see, like, everyone. I miss them terribly.
I said I'd mention the misfortune that had been occuring...but I'm a bit reluctant to.
It's just that my close friend's dad died last week and the loss has been playing its part in everyone. I want to be there for her and help her out with anything. I wanna be a good friend for her.
Another dear friend of mine was also attacked last week. I am so very thankful that he is okay (for the most part). His throat isn't exactly the same anymore...I'm praying and wishing the best for him.
Mom and Dad are up in the mountains right now. I hope they're safe and having a fun time.
I'm not too sure of what to say anymore...I feel a bit flustered but not...if that makes any sense.
I'm trying to get back into the routine of daily updates.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
no drive
I haven't updated in a long while, huh?
When it comes to blogs, I like to have daily updates. Unfortunately, I have been indulging myself in fanfictions festooned with pages among pages of Seto Kaiba and Katsuya Jounouchi yaoi. I must say, that pairing has grown on me over the past few days, but I still adore the Seto and Kouga crossover couple. <3
So, today was pretty awesome. I woke up earlier than usual and went to work outside with Dad instantly. We were trimming some overgrown foliage, raking, scooping, chainsawing, and so on and so forth. You know, yard work. We threw a cat on Lucy a couple times, enjoyed watching the yellow bellied finches bitch at each other and eat seeds, and a lot of other stuff!
At about 2:45 pm or so we called it quits to eat and take showers to get ready for drum lessons. Before we arrived at the studio, though, we went and got some mochas. I dared to have an add shot...and now...I am so hyper. While with Phil I was pretty darn hyper. I would have random splurges (I guess you could say) of energy, but a bit of my shy self still shone through my "drunk" exterior.
I accidentally bled on Phil's bass kick, too. I felt so dumb! I had been using the kick wrong lately for some reason or other, and the kick would rub against my skin on my leg. So while I was playing today, I started to bleed and there was enough blood to soak through my pant leg. Haha! It was funny, though. And, of course, Phil wasn't angry or disappointed or anything. He was just surprised because he had never had anyone "injured" during lessons.
We got to play together again, too. Woah...that sounded dirty. What I mean is: we got to JAM together again. He was playing the congas and I was on the drum set again. It was so much fun! Being with Phil helps me to feel better about everything.
Now I am home...typing away with my lovely sister pestering me somewhat. I still haven't cleaned up my bloody leg, either. Hah!
Oh em gee!
I was, like, watering and feeding, you know? And I had to pee SO BAD because of that damn mocha! So I was dancing around with the hose like an idiot. Finally I just kicked off my shoes and ran...SPRINTED...to the house. I burst through the door (almost died) and disappeared. When I came out, Dad was all "What the hell are you doin?"
Good times.
Ooooh! And EARLIER earlier I managed to do...A HAND STAND. I was amazed. I was...bewildered. I chickened out though and fell back down because I didn't wanna break my neck. I'm such a wuss!
Uuhg...there was something else I wanted to add, but I can't remember at the moment. It annoys me so much when you suddenly forget what you wanted to say...evil!
Crap. I can't remember. When it comes I'll probably rant about it in my next entry.
IN FACT, there has been some misfortune recently. I didn't want to kill the mood by mentioning it...so expect an update on that by my next entry.
School is going good (though I might get a poor grade in etiquette LOL).
Haven't been drawing as much again.
Been very distant to almost everyone outside my family.
Lada dee, lada dum, lada dee da doo
I have no drive to type.
I should consider cleaning off this dried blood soon.
When it comes to blogs, I like to have daily updates. Unfortunately, I have been indulging myself in fanfictions festooned with pages among pages of Seto Kaiba and Katsuya Jounouchi yaoi. I must say, that pairing has grown on me over the past few days, but I still adore the Seto and Kouga crossover couple. <3
So, today was pretty awesome. I woke up earlier than usual and went to work outside with Dad instantly. We were trimming some overgrown foliage, raking, scooping, chainsawing, and so on and so forth. You know, yard work. We threw a cat on Lucy a couple times, enjoyed watching the yellow bellied finches bitch at each other and eat seeds, and a lot of other stuff!
At about 2:45 pm or so we called it quits to eat and take showers to get ready for drum lessons. Before we arrived at the studio, though, we went and got some mochas. I dared to have an add shot...and now...I am so hyper. While with Phil I was pretty darn hyper. I would have random splurges (I guess you could say) of energy, but a bit of my shy self still shone through my "drunk" exterior.
I accidentally bled on Phil's bass kick, too. I felt so dumb! I had been using the kick wrong lately for some reason or other, and the kick would rub against my skin on my leg. So while I was playing today, I started to bleed and there was enough blood to soak through my pant leg. Haha! It was funny, though. And, of course, Phil wasn't angry or disappointed or anything. He was just surprised because he had never had anyone "injured" during lessons.
We got to play together again, too. Woah...that sounded dirty. What I mean is: we got to JAM together again. He was playing the congas and I was on the drum set again. It was so much fun! Being with Phil helps me to feel better about everything.
Now I am home...typing away with my lovely sister pestering me somewhat. I still haven't cleaned up my bloody leg, either. Hah!
Oh em gee!
I was, like, watering and feeding, you know? And I had to pee SO BAD because of that damn mocha! So I was dancing around with the hose like an idiot. Finally I just kicked off my shoes and ran...SPRINTED...to the house. I burst through the door (almost died) and disappeared. When I came out, Dad was all "What the hell are you doin?"
Good times.
Ooooh! And EARLIER earlier I managed to do...A HAND STAND. I was amazed. I was...bewildered. I chickened out though and fell back down because I didn't wanna break my neck. I'm such a wuss!
Uuhg...there was something else I wanted to add, but I can't remember at the moment. It annoys me so much when you suddenly forget what you wanted to say...evil!
Crap. I can't remember. When it comes I'll probably rant about it in my next entry.
IN FACT, there has been some misfortune recently. I didn't want to kill the mood by mentioning it...so expect an update on that by my next entry.
School is going good (though I might get a poor grade in etiquette LOL).
Haven't been drawing as much again.
Been very distant to almost everyone outside my family.
Lada dee, lada dum, lada dee da doo
I have no drive to type.
I should consider cleaning off this dried blood soon.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Spitting Blood
I've been neglecting daily events for a couple of days now.
I'll try to catch up with my own life in this entry.
The day I visited the dentist to receive my upper retainer my comic book came in the mail (no UPS man lol). So I finally got to read the entire first volume of the Stray Crayons manga! It was awesome. It's smaller than I imagined, too. The pages are so delicate that it doesn't even look like a 100+ page manga. I adore it so very much, though!
I've caught up a little bit on my homework, but I had to give up on a lot of it and just do everything I receive now. My grade will be hurt, but I'm going to boost it back up. I've finally gotten myself to do my homework earlier on in the week. In fact, I am working on Economics at this very moment.
Grandma brought over an old sewing kit for me to have. She said she heard I was taking a sewing class soon, so she wondered if I would like to have it. I believe it was either her mother's kit or her grandmother's. But it was so sweet of her! I couldn't stop thanking the woman.
As you have noticed, I've been messing around more with photography than with drawing. I think it's just a random phase, though; I'll probably be over it soon. Besides, drawing is so much more amusing! To me anyways.
Just the other day my sister and I were reciting a duet while washing dishes. I had a notebook with the song pasted in it and we sang it over and over. It was hilarious. The song is It's Tough To Be A God from the movie The Road to El Dorado. I sing as Miguel and Hay sings as Tulio. It's the greatest song ever. Also, we're thinking of learning the song from The Quest for Camelot that Devon and Cornwall sing. It's the one that goes "If I didn't have you!" Haha. So amusing.
So, Cookie HAS been watching her kittens. And there's quite a few of them. While I was outside earlier I managed to spot them wrestling and exploring. I dubbed the little gray striped one a "Mama's Boy" 'cause it was continuously with Cookie rubbing on her and meowing. It was cute, though! I'm glad the kittens are doing well...even though they'll become wild, mean bastards.
I'm a bit angry with myself today.
For one, I woke up late. Rather, I woke up and layed around. I had a lot on my mind because of some dreams I had. The one I had first I won't mention. But the second one was...weird...
Like, in the second dream I woke up from my first dream. It felt SO real. I got up to brush my teeth for the morning. It was pretty dark, too. So, there I was, brushing my teeth. When I spit I noticed a weird color in my soapy saliva. It looked darker. I realized then that I was practically puking out blood. I continued to brush and spit though, watching the blood mix in with the water and disappear down the drain. I tried to find a cut or something in my mouth but couldn't find anything. Then I woke up.
I'm pretty sure that's how it went. That's all I remember of it. Haha
But that dream isn't a part of why I am angry with myself.
Because of the first dream I have been a depressed bum. I pretty much sat around like a vegetable...just thinking. There was so much I wanted to do, but I just didn't have the drive. I felt so pathetic.
I'm feeling a little better right now, though. So yay.
I think that pretty much sums it up.
For now at least.
I'm sure there's more, but I can't think clearly right now.
Oh!
Hay and I might be doing some random photoshoots soon. lol
I'll try to catch up with my own life in this entry.
The day I visited the dentist to receive my upper retainer my comic book came in the mail (no UPS man lol). So I finally got to read the entire first volume of the Stray Crayons manga! It was awesome. It's smaller than I imagined, too. The pages are so delicate that it doesn't even look like a 100+ page manga. I adore it so very much, though!
I've caught up a little bit on my homework, but I had to give up on a lot of it and just do everything I receive now. My grade will be hurt, but I'm going to boost it back up. I've finally gotten myself to do my homework earlier on in the week. In fact, I am working on Economics at this very moment.
Grandma brought over an old sewing kit for me to have. She said she heard I was taking a sewing class soon, so she wondered if I would like to have it. I believe it was either her mother's kit or her grandmother's. But it was so sweet of her! I couldn't stop thanking the woman.
As you have noticed, I've been messing around more with photography than with drawing. I think it's just a random phase, though; I'll probably be over it soon. Besides, drawing is so much more amusing! To me anyways.
Just the other day my sister and I were reciting a duet while washing dishes. I had a notebook with the song pasted in it and we sang it over and over. It was hilarious. The song is It's Tough To Be A God from the movie The Road to El Dorado. I sing as Miguel and Hay sings as Tulio. It's the greatest song ever. Also, we're thinking of learning the song from The Quest for Camelot that Devon and Cornwall sing. It's the one that goes "If I didn't have you!" Haha. So amusing.
So, Cookie HAS been watching her kittens. And there's quite a few of them. While I was outside earlier I managed to spot them wrestling and exploring. I dubbed the little gray striped one a "Mama's Boy" 'cause it was continuously with Cookie rubbing on her and meowing. It was cute, though! I'm glad the kittens are doing well...even though they'll become wild, mean bastards.
I'm a bit angry with myself today.
For one, I woke up late. Rather, I woke up and layed around. I had a lot on my mind because of some dreams I had. The one I had first I won't mention. But the second one was...weird...
Like, in the second dream I woke up from my first dream. It felt SO real. I got up to brush my teeth for the morning. It was pretty dark, too. So, there I was, brushing my teeth. When I spit I noticed a weird color in my soapy saliva. It looked darker. I realized then that I was practically puking out blood. I continued to brush and spit though, watching the blood mix in with the water and disappear down the drain. I tried to find a cut or something in my mouth but couldn't find anything. Then I woke up.
I'm pretty sure that's how it went. That's all I remember of it. Haha
But that dream isn't a part of why I am angry with myself.
Because of the first dream I have been a depressed bum. I pretty much sat around like a vegetable...just thinking. There was so much I wanted to do, but I just didn't have the drive. I felt so pathetic.
I'm feeling a little better right now, though. So yay.
I think that pretty much sums it up.
For now at least.
I'm sure there's more, but I can't think clearly right now.
Oh!
Hay and I might be doing some random photoshoots soon. lol
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Jesus Lizard
You know you're cool when your neighbor is a fourth degree black belt.
And you know you're even cooler when your neighbor who is a fourth degree black belt has his son in Karate, too.
Oh yeah!
My little neighbor was over just a few minutes ago showing us some karate moves and his new orange belt. He is so cute sometimes. :)
Drum lessons today was rather humorous; a lot of fun, too. Phil was asking me if I had ever heard someone breathe in and talk at the same time. He kindly did a swell demonstration of it! So, during practice, (while trying to concentrate) he randomly breathes in and talks.
"I heard that," I told him, laughing.
"I knew it would make you laugh," he said.
Ah, Phil. Such a funny guy.
We even jammed together for a few minutes before our time was up. He was on the congas and I played with his drum set. Great time!
I also managed to steal some more random shots of random things around outside while I was feeding and watering. I'll be posting my favorites on my DeviantArt account, so go and check them out there. ^_~
Basically,
when I take a step back,
life is swell as of today. I'm quite satisfied.
Also, I started my homework early. THANK CAZIC.
And you know you're even cooler when your neighbor who is a fourth degree black belt has his son in Karate, too.
Oh yeah!
My little neighbor was over just a few minutes ago showing us some karate moves and his new orange belt. He is so cute sometimes. :)
Drum lessons today was rather humorous; a lot of fun, too. Phil was asking me if I had ever heard someone breathe in and talk at the same time. He kindly did a swell demonstration of it! So, during practice, (while trying to concentrate) he randomly breathes in and talks.
"I heard that," I told him, laughing.
"I knew it would make you laugh," he said.
Ah, Phil. Such a funny guy.
We even jammed together for a few minutes before our time was up. He was on the congas and I played with his drum set. Great time!
I also managed to steal some more random shots of random things around outside while I was feeding and watering. I'll be posting my favorites on my DeviantArt account, so go and check them out there. ^_~
Basically,
when I take a step back,
life is swell as of today. I'm quite satisfied.
Also, I started my homework early. THANK CAZIC.
ZOMG It's a Jesus Lizard
Monday, September 22, 2008
Photography
I've managed to get a few shots of some of our cats here on the ranchette. Unfortunately I could not manage to steal any moments of the little grey striped kitten or his mother, Cookie. I did get some of Kiwi, Finn, Chin, and the little black and white kitten, though. :)
The other day I got some shots of Chin playing with a curtain.
My current wallpaper:
While I was watering yesterday, I also got some shots of nature. Behold my amateur skills.
And just for fun~my sex kittens! I mean...action figures! -shot-
( Marik's head is a bit... o_o; I guess that's what happens when your little cousin abuses his toys... <<;; )
The other day I got some shots of Chin playing with a curtain. 
My current wallpaper:
While I was watering yesterday, I also got some shots of nature. Behold my amateur skills.
And just for fun~my sex kittens! I mean...action figures! -shot-
( Marik's head is a bit... o_o; I guess that's what happens when your little cousin abuses his toys... <<;; )
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Painting with Dad. ^_^
Sanding shelves : )
You know you kick ass when your dog can fly.
Me and my sister's necklaces. :)Saturday, September 20, 2008
Nodding Off...
Aaah, where have the daily updates run off to?
I'm too tired to type out anything, eh, lively at the moment. But I shall share at least some details about today. Well, with all honesty...today was just another day. I should have been working on my homework, but again my rebellious teenager self wanted to screw around rather than do what's important. Shame on me. So, basically, I'll be doing homework all day tomorrow. By now I should have learned my lesson, no?
Oh! On the more positive side of things, I found the cord for Mom's camera. I'll be posting some pictures to share with my few readers soon. :)
Okay, I need to go to bed now.
G'night, mates!
I'm too tired to type out anything, eh, lively at the moment. But I shall share at least some details about today. Well, with all honesty...today was just another day. I should have been working on my homework, but again my rebellious teenager self wanted to screw around rather than do what's important. Shame on me. So, basically, I'll be doing homework all day tomorrow. By now I should have learned my lesson, no?
Oh! On the more positive side of things, I found the cord for Mom's camera. I'll be posting some pictures to share with my few readers soon. :)
Okay, I need to go to bed now.
G'night, mates!
Friday, September 19, 2008
Tape Shortage
Another morning post.
I just wanted to tell the tale of my retainer almost getting thrown away.
Well, it pretty much did get thrown away, but it was saved!
Anyways, yesterday I had wrapped it up in a napkin while I was eating lunch. It wasn't exactly a smart move on my part.
See, I usually would wrap my retainer in a napkin. If someone were to pick it up then they'd feel that something was inside of it. I've done it a few times before and there were never any agonizing results. Well, last night, while gathering the garbage for Garbage Night...it must've gotten mixed in with the trash.
At first I was like "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," but I knew where it would be. I decided to 'sticker' (there was no tape) a note to the door for Dad. I didn't want him to go and dig for my retainer, it was just to let him know and have him wake me up so I could go and fetch the damn thing before the garbage man came. Well, knowing my kind hearted and generous father, he went across the street and hauled the trash can over here. He had started to look for my missing retainer, but had to leave for work shortly. But it was so nice of him to look!
Thankfully, when I got up finally, I grabbed the bag that Dad and I figured the retainer would have most likely wound up in, opened it, dug a little through the trash, and ta-da! I am so thankful that my little bastard of a retainer was there.
I'm getting my upper retainer today at the dentist, so what would I have said when I showed up without my lower? Hah!
Basically, everything is fine now. I hauled the garbage can back across the street, explained to Grandma what happened when she came outside asking me what I was doing with the garbage, hung out with her for a bit, then came back home.
I shall never put my retainer in a napkin again!
Lesson learned.
Other than that,
My love for the KougaxSeto pairing has led me to 'manipulate' some screen shots. Oh, yes. I went there.
I've done better but I'm a bit too lazy at the moment to pull of anything fancy-pancy. Enjoyeth at thy own pleasureth. <3
I just wanted to tell the tale of my retainer almost getting thrown away.
Well, it pretty much did get thrown away, but it was saved!
Anyways, yesterday I had wrapped it up in a napkin while I was eating lunch. It wasn't exactly a smart move on my part.
See, I usually would wrap my retainer in a napkin. If someone were to pick it up then they'd feel that something was inside of it. I've done it a few times before and there were never any agonizing results. Well, last night, while gathering the garbage for Garbage Night...it must've gotten mixed in with the trash.
At first I was like "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," but I knew where it would be. I decided to 'sticker' (there was no tape) a note to the door for Dad. I didn't want him to go and dig for my retainer, it was just to let him know and have him wake me up so I could go and fetch the damn thing before the garbage man came. Well, knowing my kind hearted and generous father, he went across the street and hauled the trash can over here. He had started to look for my missing retainer, but had to leave for work shortly. But it was so nice of him to look!
Thankfully, when I got up finally, I grabbed the bag that Dad and I figured the retainer would have most likely wound up in, opened it, dug a little through the trash, and ta-da! I am so thankful that my little bastard of a retainer was there.
I'm getting my upper retainer today at the dentist, so what would I have said when I showed up without my lower? Hah!
Basically, everything is fine now. I hauled the garbage can back across the street, explained to Grandma what happened when she came outside asking me what I was doing with the garbage, hung out with her for a bit, then came back home.
I shall never put my retainer in a napkin again!
Lesson learned.
Other than that,
My love for the KougaxSeto pairing has led me to 'manipulate' some screen shots. Oh, yes. I went there.
I've done better but I'm a bit too lazy at the moment to pull of anything fancy-pancy. Enjoyeth at thy own pleasureth. <3
Thursday, September 18, 2008
FURI KURI!
So, a lot has happened today. Unfortunately I don't exact amount of motivation to type out everything in grand and/or inspiring detail. Shame on me.
To begin my day,
I got my lazy ass out of bed around seven am to go with Dad to see his doctor. On the way we snatched some mocha, got lost, but finally made it to the place. So, while Dad was getting his check up, I sat in the waiting room reading this really interesting article about York in England. It's said to be the most haunted or something. I really did enjoy reading it. I have a thing for apparitions and poltergeists and spirits and what not. If you want to check it out look for the National Geographics magazine of October 2008. It's totally worth the read!
Fabulous news: Dad is as healthy as a horse! In other words, he is pretty much in perfect condition.
After the doctor's, we made our way to a shopping location where this shoe store was that Dad's doctor recommended. You see, Dad's feet have been bothering him, and this place called Shoes that Fit was supposed to help out. The place didn't open until ten am, so we waddled around the shopping center (everything was closed). When the store did open though, it was great. We were instantly greeted by Abel (who I think might be the store manager). He didn't hesitate to help us out. Something random: while Dad was talking with Abel, a purse fell off of its shelf next to me. Amusing, no? Anyways, there was this cool...thingy...that was at the back of the store. It was something you stepped on and the pressure of your feet, your foot size, and a lot of other stuff about your feet would appear on the computer screen. It was totally cool! I sometimes forget how technology advanced our civilization is anymore. After Dad tried it, Abel asked if I wanted to. I didn't hesitate! After some more shoe searching and interesting explanations, Dad finally purchased a really nice pair...for $159.99. The special pads for his feet: $69.99. Woah...but, I must say, the customer service was fantastic!
On the way home to load up our cardboard, I was talking to Dad about how everything good for you is expensive, whereas everything bad for you is cheap. It's really lame, I think. Dad said "Yeah, the rich and wealthy are the ones who're healthy." Then he smirked at his rhyme. Hah!
Oh...my...Cazic...
The cardboard...stuffed the bed of Dad's truck. It was rediculous! As soon as I find the USB cord thingy for Mom's camera, I'll post the pictures for you. To me and Dad...it was epic. Dad was dissapointed that we weren't getting a lot of stares as we were on our way to the recycling center. It was funny, though! Oh, and for a pound of cardboard you get one cent. Hah! So, for all of our cardboard we got $11. Better than nothing! But, in total, (which includes the bottles and cans and what not), we left with $53.43. Sweet.
On the way home we dropped by Wal*Mart to purchase a new coffe maker for Dad. His other broke, so every time we saw a Mr. Coffee machine, he called it something like "Mr. Crappy." Hehe. When he was satisfied with one he found, I asked if would could see if we could find a miniature maniqune (my old one broke). Alas, we couldn't find the damn things. That Wal*Mart is a little unfamiliar to us...and none of what I wanted was in the arts and crafts section. So we gave up and left. On the way home we got some In n Out Burger (Dad's FAVORITE). There were two cute guys there! Hah! Too bad I'm interested in the female species. Then we had to drop by Taco Bell to get Hay three taco supremes. She called earlier, dying of hunger as usual. Silly girl.
After that, I basically did my daily chores, relaxed, squeezed in like one minute of skateboarding time (I love to skateboard!), blah, blah. Saw the catapillar Hay found, named it Steve, and set it free, blah, blah. Redownloaded 2Moons, but it's still weird. Blah, blah. Saved a "moth" from Chin, but discovered as soon as I opened my hand that it was a prayingmantis, showed it to everyone, set it free, faced 'abandoment' issues because I miss my prayingmantis, took a shower, and now I'm here.
God, I can't blog tonight! There's a lot, yeah, but I'm sure I missed a bunch of good, juicy stuff. If I think of 'em...I'll probably be posting them or editing this entry. I just can't seem...to...type so well...or something...I don't know.
But, all in all, I would have to say that today was fantabulous!
Oh! I was chasing Haley and she slipped, saved her hip from colliding with the counter, but hit her head on the counter beam...poor girl. Everytime I think about it I wanna burst out laughing. Haha! We were pretty...roudy today. Maybe 'cause we were both hyper. We kept tackling each other and chasing the animals...wtf.
<3
And David from that shoe place let me keep a piece of..."genuine sheepskin." Hah!
Also, sorry if there is anything mispelled and what not. I'm tired and spell check isn't working. Blah.
<3 <3 <3
Seto x Kouga foreveeeeeeeeeeer.
To begin my day,
I got my lazy ass out of bed around seven am to go with Dad to see his doctor. On the way we snatched some mocha, got lost, but finally made it to the place. So, while Dad was getting his check up, I sat in the waiting room reading this really interesting article about York in England. It's said to be the most haunted or something. I really did enjoy reading it. I have a thing for apparitions and poltergeists and spirits and what not. If you want to check it out look for the National Geographics magazine of October 2008. It's totally worth the read!
Fabulous news: Dad is as healthy as a horse! In other words, he is pretty much in perfect condition.
After the doctor's, we made our way to a shopping location where this shoe store was that Dad's doctor recommended. You see, Dad's feet have been bothering him, and this place called Shoes that Fit was supposed to help out. The place didn't open until ten am, so we waddled around the shopping center (everything was closed). When the store did open though, it was great. We were instantly greeted by Abel (who I think might be the store manager). He didn't hesitate to help us out. Something random: while Dad was talking with Abel, a purse fell off of its shelf next to me. Amusing, no? Anyways, there was this cool...thingy...that was at the back of the store. It was something you stepped on and the pressure of your feet, your foot size, and a lot of other stuff about your feet would appear on the computer screen. It was totally cool! I sometimes forget how technology advanced our civilization is anymore. After Dad tried it, Abel asked if I wanted to. I didn't hesitate! After some more shoe searching and interesting explanations, Dad finally purchased a really nice pair...for $159.99. The special pads for his feet: $69.99. Woah...but, I must say, the customer service was fantastic!
On the way home to load up our cardboard, I was talking to Dad about how everything good for you is expensive, whereas everything bad for you is cheap. It's really lame, I think. Dad said "Yeah, the rich and wealthy are the ones who're healthy." Then he smirked at his rhyme. Hah!
Oh...my...Cazic...
The cardboard...stuffed the bed of Dad's truck. It was rediculous! As soon as I find the USB cord thingy for Mom's camera, I'll post the pictures for you. To me and Dad...it was epic. Dad was dissapointed that we weren't getting a lot of stares as we were on our way to the recycling center. It was funny, though! Oh, and for a pound of cardboard you get one cent. Hah! So, for all of our cardboard we got $11. Better than nothing! But, in total, (which includes the bottles and cans and what not), we left with $53.43. Sweet.
On the way home we dropped by Wal*Mart to purchase a new coffe maker for Dad. His other broke, so every time we saw a Mr. Coffee machine, he called it something like "Mr. Crappy." Hehe. When he was satisfied with one he found, I asked if would could see if we could find a miniature maniqune (my old one broke). Alas, we couldn't find the damn things. That Wal*Mart is a little unfamiliar to us...and none of what I wanted was in the arts and crafts section. So we gave up and left. On the way home we got some In n Out Burger (Dad's FAVORITE). There were two cute guys there! Hah! Too bad I'm interested in the female species. Then we had to drop by Taco Bell to get Hay three taco supremes. She called earlier, dying of hunger as usual. Silly girl.
After that, I basically did my daily chores, relaxed, squeezed in like one minute of skateboarding time (I love to skateboard!), blah, blah. Saw the catapillar Hay found, named it Steve, and set it free, blah, blah. Redownloaded 2Moons, but it's still weird. Blah, blah. Saved a "moth" from Chin, but discovered as soon as I opened my hand that it was a prayingmantis, showed it to everyone, set it free, faced 'abandoment' issues because I miss my prayingmantis, took a shower, and now I'm here.
God, I can't blog tonight! There's a lot, yeah, but I'm sure I missed a bunch of good, juicy stuff. If I think of 'em...I'll probably be posting them or editing this entry. I just can't seem...to...type so well...or something...I don't know.
But, all in all, I would have to say that today was fantabulous!
Oh! I was chasing Haley and she slipped, saved her hip from colliding with the counter, but hit her head on the counter beam...poor girl. Everytime I think about it I wanna burst out laughing. Haha! We were pretty...roudy today. Maybe 'cause we were both hyper. We kept tackling each other and chasing the animals...wtf.
<3
And David from that shoe place let me keep a piece of..."genuine sheepskin." Hah!
Also, sorry if there is anything mispelled and what not. I'm tired and spell check isn't working. Blah.
<3 <3 <3
Seto x Kouga foreveeeeeeeeeeer.
Wolf and Dragon
I think that I might be the only fangirl of the anime/manga crossover couple KougaxSeto (Kouga from Inuyasha, Seto from YuGiOh). It's fun that way though~I just think that the two stubborn bastards would make a kawaii yaoi couple. <3 So, in honor of such a fantasy, I am currently working on a piece that includes the two men. It's gonna be a blast!
As for a long, detailed blog entry...that might come later this evening. I still have to run around with Dad on some errands.
Toodles!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Real and Fake
I'm sure that little boys and girls everywhere are under pressure and are questioning their appearances simply from magazines and what not due to the oh-so perfect looking models and actors/actresses inside. I knew for a long time now that the photos have been Photoshopped or manipulated in some way, but what do the children think? What do the teenagers of today think?
Care to take a peek into this false reality dumped on everyone?
Check this out:
http://www.pixcetera.com/pixcetera/picture-perfect/28931
Care to take a peek into this false reality dumped on everyone?
Check this out:
http://www.pixcetera.com/pixcetera/picture-perfect/28931
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