Monday, September 27, 2010


I just told my mother I really didn't want to go to school today, and here I am. I do really feel sick, though. I'm in no mood to do anything I don't want to do, which would kill my high school career if I went today, because today I have all my academics classes today. History, Apologetics, Math and Science. I think I may have forgotten to do a science homework over the weekend, so I'll finish it today.

Who was Jehosophat? Why was he jumping? And why do we use the term as an exclamatory remark? Was he a cripple? Do we like the alliteration? Or is it both?

Questions invade my head when I have nothing to do.

My current team in Pokémon SoulSilver is: Eirenaios the Ampharos, level 32; Pau the Pidgeotto, level 31; Florus the Meganium, level 32; Shanti the Furret, level 32; Kagiso the Vulpix, level 33; and Paz the Quagsire, level 33. I plan on taking the Blackthorn Gym with them. Three trainers down. How many moar to go?

Did I ever mention that Vulpix and Ninetales are my favorite pokémon? I want a shiny Ninetales. They're very pretty. I can't really go looking for one in Diamond/Pearl/Platinum, because Vulpix don't exist in either of those (or do they?). The answer is: Yes, only if you dongle them from LeafGreen, which I don't have.

I can try to find one in SS and the two other pokémon games that I have available--Emerald and Sapphire. Of course, the chances of finding one are the same. D8

Sunday, September 26, 2010


It began on Friday. I was kinda angry, at the end of school, that I had to bring my textbook home, and I was trying to do it in my room, but somehow the numbers just wouldn't come to me. I got the chance to go hang out over at my sister's house for the night--turned out to be a sleepover. We played Rock Band and watched The Bad Seed (the old 1940s one, all black and white). I thought it was going to be a scary movie, but my sisters described it to me as, as it was, "It's an actual movie. It's just that the little girl, you think 'what a bitch!'" And I did. I wondered why nobody smacked her throughout the whole thing. It's like, You know she's a murderer! Fucking smack her ass!

So I fell asleep circa 1-2 in the morning. I woke up about 8 because my family and I were supposed to be at the church at 9 (on a saturday, I know). We're on the chair cleaning team. It was okay, until it hit about 12:30 and all the work was done and I was dog tired, having gotten only 6-7 hours of sleep. Then after that, I had to go work for two and a half hours over at my teacher's house, vaccuming her floors, washing the windows, polishing copper pots and whatever else she needed me to do. I got home at around 4:30 and I was dog tired. I just wanted to nap. But no sooner than I had walked in the door, in five minutes we were expected to go to church AGAIN for two more hours and I was getting pissed. I had been working ALL DAY, and my legs are sore (still), and I'm coughing up all kinds of crap, for ONCE could you let me stay home and fucking REST?

After church, we went to Village Inn, which wasn't bad, I was hungry, which slashed one thing off of my list of complaints. I watched my neice experience brainfreeze after she swallowed too much ice cream (which was freakin hilarious, her eyes all wide and her head shook violently, and I felt so bad for her but it was still funny). Afterwards, I took a long relaxing shower (which I wish could have been a bath, but I don't have a plug for my drain so a hot shower will do) and my brother and nephew continued to play Call of Duty in my room. I didn't have the energy to tell them to get out. I just crawled into bed and fell asleep. I don't know if I turned my light off after I went to bed, but in the morning it was off.

I was woken up at 6 in the morning so that we could go to a walk for a breast cancer cure. I wondered the whole morning what I was going to wear. I didn't want to wear any shorts or leggings, 'cause I didn't shave my legs, but I just decided to wear some knee-length shorts because I just didn't give a shit anymore. I also didn't eat anything until AFTER I walked, which pissed me off, but whatever. I ate whatever handouts were at the booths and got a ton of pink writing materials. We went to McDonalds and got breakfast sandwiches (I wanted chicken nuggets but apparently they don't make them, which is bullshit). I came home, ate it, and slept until 12:30, which was about three hours worth of sleep, and had the weirdest dream yet.

Friday, September 24, 2010


In my freshman science class (yes, freshman, because I didn't trust myself to pass Anatomy or Physics after failing Chemistry and having to take it over again), we had an experiment where we were assigned to make a parachute out of plastic bag material. Mine was nice. Not too shabby--and since I tie hemp alot, I knew how to work my way around the kite string we used to tie the parachute to the weights (yeah, I was pretty proud of mahself 8D).

But in order to get those parachutes to work at all, we had to drop them off of the bleachers, about 100 feet in the air. So one of us (a team of two) would have to stay on the ground and time the chute from the moment it was released to the moment it hit the ground. I went first to drop the parachute. After logging the time, I would venture back down to retrieve the chute, and then go ALL THE WAY BACK UP. Of course, after three tries, we would switch positions, but sometimes the stopwatch wouldn't work or one of us (mostly me) didn't know how to work it so if fucked up half the time and yeah... For four different weights, we had to do this. So more than twelve times, I was climbing up and down those bleachers. I thought I had it bad yesterday, my legs all sore from climbing them so many times. I woke up today and thought, "I do NOT want to get up." But I can't miss school, so here I am, on the school computers, talking about my sore legs. >.<

For being muscular, I'm pretty out of shape.

Oh, and I saw one episode of Glee and fell in love. 8D

Wednesday, September 22, 2010


I didn't have a nice day yesterday. Or the day before that. I just want to murder a certain someone whose name begins with an M and ends in ATTHEW. xD I don't understand what his point is. He knows I fucking hate his half-black guts because he's such a GIRL. He's always sitting there, nagging like some unappreciated wife. What the shit? I thought I was female, here. Then again, the last time I asked someone a question that didn't concern me, I was told I was nosey. I don't want to be seen as nosey, so I just don't ask questions anymore.

And then he thinks he has such big fat black ass balls to tell me that I'm a bad person and I think I'm better than him and smarter than him and everyone else. Well FUCK YOU, and go to fucking hell, because I'm sick of your girly shit.

And besides, why in the world do you give more of a shit about how I'm treating you than the kids who are starving in Africa? Really? And you call ME a bad person? If you don't like the way I'm treating you, then just go the fuck away and never talk to me again.

Monday, September 20, 2010


I had this dream about today. Like I totally skipped my TA for something weird, I don't remember. And I felt really bad, because last saturday I was supposed to help her at her house cleaning, but I ate too many Ricolas and ended up sleeping for three hours after this purity conference at church. I was sooo... tired. I think she'll understand though. I still kinda feel tires. But that's becase it's like, 9 in the morning. D8<

Last night, I watched three Karate movies. First one was the shitty Dragonball movie. Gawd, it was awful. The writer needs to be shot. xD No, not really. But I would really like to shoot out his kneecaps and scream, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??" Oh, and the casting director needs the same thing.

Then, it was the Karate Kid, the original one. It was good. "Wax on, wax off..." 8D

Lastly, we watched Street Fighter. We were much disappointedness. D8< Bad grammar, I know, but seriously, Bison looked NOTHING like Bison in the game. It made me wish that good animes and games were never popular enough to make a movie in the first place. And Chun-Li, really? I thought she was pretty, for the most part. I say for the most part because when she cried, I cringed. She looks SO UGLY when she cries! I was like, "PLEASE DON'T CRY EVER AGAIN!" Her face crumples up and she looks like the spawn of Gollum and a newborn baby. If ever she gets another part for a movie, she should be like some elf-priestess that's not allowed to show any emotion other than happiness. She has a great smile, but her sad face haunts my nightmares. D8<

But all in all, we (my brother and I) got to see some movies with kung-fu ass-kicking action. 8D

Tuesday, September 14, 2010


Went home early with Mom and took a trip down to Walgreens. We intended to get stuff for our sickenesses (my cough and Josh's stomachache), but ended up getting more. Apparently, the bill added up to about 70 dollars, but I think my mother just heard the "cents" part of the payment and not the "dollars", which I think was 22.

I walked out with about five items to call my own: A leather burnished journal with a magnetic closure (which I paid for myself), five erasers shaped like sushi, high-lighters in four or five different colors, a bag of Ricola and some tooth floss.

I ADORE the sushi erasers. There were other foods, but I absolutely, positively love those little sushi things. They come apart, so the shrimp and rice or fish or whatever can be used separately. I'm planning on giving a friend this mostly-rice california roll triangle thingy, mostly because she lieks Fruits Basket and she once told me that she was "the rice ball". I drew a rice ball on a paper she graded, and she told me about it, and she said, "Oh, I'm the rice ball!" I also drew a kitty. TohruxKyo pairing on my homework totally unintentional, but OKAY!

And, I think I really like the name Azrael. 8D

Sunday, September 12, 2010


Finally figured out why I'm so depressedish lately.

I guess I feel a little betrayed by Daniel. I know that I shouldn't, because I mean, I didn't spend any real time with him, and I was always putting down whatever he did that I didn't like, like smoking... but anyway yeah, I want to totally forget this, but then again I don't want to, so that I don't make the same mistake again. I know I'll never meet another person like him. I'll most likely meet someone better, someone I see more often. For now, I just want to get on with life and have as much fun as possible.

Saturday, September 11, 2010


'cept me. I ain't preggo. Thank God for that.

I had a dream about being preggers, tho. All because my teacher is preggo, and I watched Baby Mama last night.

I'm also a little depressed, because watching the Anime Fruits Basket didn't fulfill my dreams of watching it end. D8<>.< I miss my 8th grade friends, and I wonder if they're still as hyper and squirrelly as we were the last time I talked to them. D8<

But I actually AM sad that Haru actually has a lover in the anime. I guess I should just stick to keeping the dead guys. xDDDD No, whatever. Anyway, the chick he's in love with is actually a lot like me. 8D Or maybe, rather, Bee... but what am I saying? It's a fucking fictional character for shit's sake! xDD HOMG, I think I am just angry cuz I woke up UBER late today, missed Bakugan, DIDN'T go hiking like I was supposed to, and I still have to go to my teacher's house to feed her animals. Not that I don't like going over there (I actually love seeing her little dogs, they're so cute!), I just don't like doing things in a bad mood.

And lately, I don't know why I'm so depressedish and angsty, but I feel like I've got too many flaws and people shouldn't be friends with me because of it. I know it's all a lie, a lie of the Devil, but SHIT! It's been incepted into my brain that I'm not perfect, and I know I'm not. Nobody's perfect. Except Jesus. 8D But seriously, I feel like I've done all this shit worth hating me for, and I just want to sleep forever sometimes.

I think school is just depressing.

Cuz that chummy (junior now, not sophomore) kid just makes me think, I guess, that I'm just someone who IS attractive, but maybe I'm too weird to attract normal people, so all the ballsy young kids go after me like that--but at least he's not abnormal or anything. I dunno, I think I need to eat.

If you count all the "I"s and "me"s and "my"s and any other first-person article in this blog correctly, you earn as many cookies as you count articles. xD

Sunday, September 5, 2010


I've been doodling better. My drawings in themselves actually suck. I try to draw something that is actually cool (like fanart for a friend) and it just sucks balls. I don't know what's wrong with me. On the other hand, I've got doodles up the wazoo that I could gussy up for five minutes and sell for eighty bucks. >.<
In other news, I adore this guy:

If you're not sure who exactly he is, his name is Hatsuharu Sohma. 8D

So, this past week, I've been watching these DVDs a friend let me borrow. The Fruits Basket anime series. Yeah, it's old, and it's been out for a while.... but I'm out of touch with the real world. I'm always two years late, yeah? And I didn't like any of the dawn fanart for him, so I found this badass cosplay pic and he's so fluggin cute I just wanna.... I dunno, chop him to pieces and dunk him in my coffee and eat him for dessert. <--MY phrase, dun steal. xD

But seriously, I love both sides of him--the "white" side, all calm and nice and polite, and the "black" side, which is totally badass and kickass and, dare I say, sexy. 8D I've never used that term before for anything, so you know what kind of person my future husband's gunna be. xD But no, seriously, I'm actually, in real life, attracted to this kind of guy:

Okay, I know what you're thinking. "You go from hot anime guy to some weird-ass with a beard?" Yeah, actually, that's Samuel Beam from Iron and Wine, and his music makes me melt, which in turn means that I am totally attracted to him. But epic fail on my part, because he looks ALOT like my brother-in-law. >.<>

I just can't develop my own style, can I?