Instructions:

1. The first article title on this page is the name of your band:
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2. The last four words of the very last quotation is the title of your album:
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3. The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover:
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Dude, that picture was right in between two other pictures that would have been perfect with the band name.  Ah well, it still looks cool, and it was a lot of fun.

Ack, I just had the busiest week of my life. AND IT'S NOT OVER.  I still have a football game to go march and play music in--wearing tux pants, an undershirt, a long-sleeved button-down shirt, and half the time I have to wear the big thick armor-like overlay DX.  Luckily the band teacher isn't being too inconsiderate and is letting tonight be an exception to our uniform.  Otherwise we'd be full uniform all night.  Gah, that would be awful.  But it's still gonna be pretty bad.  Oh well.  The next home game isn't for another 3 weeks or so and hopefully summer will have gotten the hint by then and figured out that we're all sick of it and it'll make like a tree and beat it.  In other words, it had better be cold next time.  I can  deal with cold.

In other news, I had an orthodontist appointment this morning.  And guess what?  Not only do I suddenly have a thicker wire without any kind of warning (they didn't tell me until after it was in my mouth), they gave me RUBBER BANDS.  I'm only like, 4 or 5 months in, I could have sworn they said I wouldn't be getting those for at least another six months or so!  They didn't even give me any kind of instructions just--well here's about how the conversation went:

Nurse: mumble mumble muffled by face mask mumble your teeth mumble right there mumble mumble, mumble kay?

Me: ...

Nurse: *to Doctor who shows up out of nowhere*  mumble mumble spanish now mumble english her teeth mumble there mumble?

Doctor: Hmm? Oh the gap?

Nurse: Mumble.

Doctor: talks really fast, oh yeah hold on what's-your-face-other-nurse-lady, just talks really fast again. Mmhmm, okay?

Nurse: Muh-huh.

Me: ...

Nurse: Mumkay, we're gonna put mumble mumble your teeth mumble there, kay? *points to my front teeth*

Me: ...er...kay...

So then you know, she messes with the sides of my braces.  And not the front.  And I'm confused.

Nurse: Mumble lol now I can enunciate the words, there are rubber bands in your mouth now, does it feel tight? *hands me mirror*

Me: *OMGRUBBERBANDSWTF!!!!!*

And sure enough, there are these plain, latex rubber bands in my mouth, making my jaw feel uncomfortably like a robot.

Nurse: Mumble mumbley mumb mumble seven mumble mumble.

Me:...uh...

Nurse: Mmkay?

Me:..wait, what did you say about seven?

Nurse: Mumble wear them 24/7, you have to wear them 24/7.

Me: ...*blinks*...erm, I play an instrument, an alto-saxophone, I dunno if I can play with these in my mouth *oh crap and I have to play at the game tonight DDD:*...

Nurse: Mmm...how long a day do you play?

Me: *good question...* Uh...not everyday, every other day or so for a couple hours...

Nurse: Oh ok, you can take them out then.  Well mumble mumble done!

And so, halfway home, I realize that I forgot to ask about whether or not to where them while eating.  But I guess I'll just take them out then.

So I talked to my mom about it later and she's like "I think you're teeth are moving sooner thant they thought.  Oh  I gotta go now, bye."  And like, I know what she means, cuz there already a huge difference in my teeth (they're all straight, the bottom row is still really crowded but the one that grew in completely sideways is staright now ^_^; there is this odd little gap in between my front teeth now, and I have no idea what over-bite-rubber-bands are supposed to do about that), but does that mean they're gonna shorten my treatment or have them off sooner and then make me wear a retainer for twice as long?  I mean what the hell, communication please? And no, no more MUMBLING.  I've had trouble understanding some of the nurses before, but that was just their accents, and that's not their fault.  Besides, eventually you can learn to understand an accent.  But no, this lady was mumbling.  YOU CAN'T MUMBLE WITH A FACE MASK AND EXPECT PEOPLE TO UNDERSTAND YOU.  Anyway.


In better news, three day weekend! Yay!

You ever suddenly feel really creative and have about five different ideas of things to do and can't decide what to do and end up watching TV or browsing the internet or something without really paying attention, waiting for yourself to make a decision, until your mind's numb, thus wasting all that time?

...Well it happens to me about once a week.  Like right now. 


Hmm, there is that drawing I've been meaning to scan....

So like, I'm really trying hard to be excited about OotP tomorrow (today sorta...wait, no, technically it is tomorrow), and I really really want to have fun.  But if I hear any more of this "meh, not interested" or "I don't really wanna see it" business I might have to say that my mom isn't giving you a ride and that I won't be giving you a House of Awesome pin (that I'm making for the four of us).  ...Okay so, maybe not really.
But it's really...dampening my spirits.  Harshing my mellow (except that 'excited' isn't really mellow).  
I'll try not to go on about it constantly if that bothers you if you don't be a party pooper.  Cuz I really want to have some fun tomorrow.  

As I ellaborated in my comments on Becky's journal, KT and Becky are making me sad, they're taking the magic away! D:

And I for one am hanging on to every last spec of dorky HP-Freakness for as long as I possibly can.  I know the movies aren't as great as the books, but when has getting psyched to see it and then giggling at unintended jokes and developing our own inside jokes and then having fun ripping it apart and acting all disappointed-but-not-exactly-cuz-u-were-kinda-expecting-it on the way home--and of course continuing to laugh at it and also reliving our favorite parts, ever done us wrong?

What'd'you say, conform to the magic? To the Power of Love? To pumpkin and syrup???

So after all this talk of old journals and how weird and stupid they seem now, I decided to look through my old journals and find some interesting entrees.

Here's some excerpts from the "My Weekend" prompt we used to get every Monday in fourth and fifth grade (complete with spelling mistakes).

1/27/03  
" ...*on and on and on about all the gifts I got for my 11th birthday*... Then we had cake.  After we went to Build-a-Bear.  I got to choose an un-stuffed bear, stuff it, put a heart in it, watch someone stitch it up, bathe it in a air bath, pick out cloths, and print out a birth certificate.  They put me up on the counter I rang a bell and everyone in the store sang me Happy Birthday.
              On Sunday my mom took me to see The Two Towers during the SuperBowl, there was no lines.  There was only 15 people in the Auditorium.  I had a fun Weekend."

12/16/02 
"My grandparents took us to La 'Perla -sp?- the mexican food place.  Afterwards we drove around and looked at the X-mas lights.  My little brother wasn't too interested.  "You're wasting time! G'ma, G'pa You're Wasting Tiimme!" He would yell or wine. ... On Sunday we put up our tree and decorated it.  We have so many ornaments that it became hard to find places for them.  My brother kept pushing the button on the musical one.  It got really innoying.  My kitten was really curious, this is her first X-mas."

Interesting excerpts from June 2002

"We had a Tiger Club meeting today.  We had a scavenger hunt.  It was very very fun."
(If I remember right that was when it rained, we all had to wear galloshes that were way too big, me and someone else got stuck in a bush, and by the time we found our "treasure" it was a very soggy Red-Riding-Hood-style basket of goodies.  So apparently we had quite a bit of fun gallivanting about RG's property in mud and over-sized shoes xD.

"Today we saw "Star Wars Episode II Attack of the Clones"! It was great!  I'm not going to say  write what happened because for three reasons, 1 - I don't want to. 2 - It would take too long and I'm tired. 3 - Someone who hasn't seen it might get ahold of you.  And "(year 2) Harry Pottor and the Chamber of Secrets" is coming to theatures!  I thought Rowling would have written Year 5 by now."
xDDD How the hell did I mispell Potter?! And an interesting and quite sudden change of subject that was....

Here are some really weird journals that were apparently answers to prompts in fourth or fifth grade.

"I wish this pen worked better.  I wish Wyatt would keep his stuff on his desk and his his cubbie 24hrs a day 5 days a week. [He usually had his stuff spilled out over RG's and my desk; I also found an old folder that had "PLEASE be quiet while I'm doing my math! WYATT THIS MEANS YOU!" written on it xDD.]   I wish it would rain Thur. and be 32 degrees F or 31 degrees.  My Ultimate wish is that Satan would surronder to God.  I wish the younger class would be quieter.

I wish there wasn't world hunger.

'I wish ther was World Peace.

I wish we didn't have park buddies."
Some Miss America I'd have made xDD.  And why 'World Peace' gets capitalized and 'world hunger' doesn't I have no idea.

"I like learnign about space.  But I do not want to go to space.  If I had to, I would go to the moon.  I like Earth, I would never, ever want to go to space."
Apparently having finished early, I drew a comic underneath it.  In the first panel a U.S. space shuttle is pulling up to a toll booth floating on it's side (relative to the shuttle) out in the middle of space.  There's a sign with funky symbols on it followed by a $ and another sign that says "Toll" (why is it half in alien and half in English??).  There's a stick figure in the space shuttle (grinning like a bloody idiot) and he's holding a rectangle and he says "Do you take Earth checks?"  In the second panel there's a close up of the alien (that has no face) and he's got the check and he says "Hey! This isn't a check!  It's just a piece of paper with scribles on it!" And sure enough, it's a rectangle with wavy lines on it like in some cartoons.  The last panel shows the guy in the shuttle flying away and he says "*still grinning like a bloody idiot* I hope he can read my handwriting."

You think I'm weirder now or do you think I was weirder then?

"I dunno, [Emu's] kinda weird..." xDD