For the Sake of the Telling

Tue, 01 Apr 2008 01:47:07 GMT

No one answered my Meme xD.

Fri, 21 Mar 2008 00:05:09 GMT

Instructions:

1. The first article title on this page is the name of your band:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/special:random

2. The last four words of the very last quotation is the title of your album:
http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3

3. The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover:
http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/

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.

Oh, and coincidentally, "After Dark" is a band's name...I got an article about a band xDDD. Well, they're a cappella so I'm not sure if they actually qualify as a band or not...but they're a group.... And it's also like ten album titles and a couple books and tv shows/movies...

Meme

Mon, 17 Mar 2008 01:16:26 GMT

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll write a post about it. Ask for anything: latest movie watched, last book read, political leanings, thoughts on yaoi, favorite type of underwear, life experiences etc. Repost in your own journal so that we can all learn more about each other.

DO IT.

(yeah I know I hardly ever post xD)

Sun, 27 Jan 2008 22:06:31 GMT

Dude. I just wrote 4 poems in two hours. I expected to be doing my English project all day. Yaaaaay more free time.

Bringing Down the House

Fri, 12 Oct 2007 23:17:48 GMT

So this morning in band, we were playing some song and the guy on the bass drum starts beating it about five times as hard as normal. I could feel my ribcage vibrate and it felt like the floor was shaking but I thought it was my imagination, you know? And then towards the end of the song the bass drum sounds like 8972982347643785323374 times as loud. But when the song was over, we realized it wasn't just the bass drum. A section of the ceiling had sunken in, and it was just barely hanging on, like it serious looked like it was about to fall in. xDDD. It was like this big rectangular piece and half of it was no longer attached to the rest of the ceiling. You could see where the nails had fallen out. It was really funny, cuz it took a while for everyone to realize what everyone else was staring at, and the teacher was the last one xDD. And then we had to go put our stands on the stand rack that was underneath it. But then the teacher made Andrew find a new place for his tuba, which was also underneath it xD. I dunno.

But then, when I came back at lunch to pick up my sax,the ceiling was fixed.

And I was strangely disappointed...

I've never had a stronger desire to rip my homework into microscopic pieces

Thu, 13 Sep 2007 00:47:49 GMT

I officially despise scatter plots and everything to do with them. And whoever the hell wrote the stupid ten-page biology packet I just spent five hours working on.

...That is all.

Sun of a Bitch

Tue, 04 Sep 2007 23:47:19 GMT

It's gotten to be where now, my sun burn doesn't bother me if nothing touches it or something, and you'd think that that'd be good right, that I can't notice it? BUT NO. Now, I keep forgetting about it, and doing simple everyday things like standing up or sitting down, raising my eyebrows, grabbing, folding, or hitting or blocking things with my forearms, etc, without paying attention, and then the slightest scratch or stretching of skin is like LOL NOW I SHALL BURN AND ITCH AND ACHE LIKE HELL FOR THE NEXT FIVE TO TEN MINUTES N00BZ!!111!!!!1!!!!!1!!!!11!!!1! And then, twenty minutes later, I feel fine, I forget, and it happens again. Ah well. At least it's getting better.

xDDD mmkay so, RG and I were talking about my cat, Hershey. You know, the bi-polar bitchy one? And we were talking about the fact that is she were a human (RG would hate her) she could probably at least communicate a little bit and warn you about her bi-polarness and what she wanted, right? You know, "I'm in a bad mood right now, please don't touch me." So I then I thought I'd try and illustrate her when she gets all cuddly and friendly...without the "thought" part.

"I'm in good mood, wanna do something *half a second's hesitation* NICE? ...But don't get me mad."

xDDD no thought AT ALL went into that sentence. Anyway, it would've been funnier if you were there. It was just as good as "it's Kool-Aid and lemonade...Koolade." xDDDDD

So yes. Thoughtless sentences are funny.

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 23:51:51 GMT

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!

Tue, 14 Aug 2007 04:01:45 GMT

So my computer's been up and down lately so you probably haven't heard from me much in a while and you probably won't for a while either.
But I have to go now, bye.

P.S. It's the middle of the month already, and I think I've only used like, 25 minutes on my cell...*hint hint*.

"It's a world, all on it's own, where we want to put on that sorting hat..."

Mon, 16 Jul 2007 07:15:22 GMT

So I found this really good sorting hat quiz: http://www.personalitylab.org/tests/ccq_hogwarts.htm . My results are perfect:

I'm like...anything but Slytherin. It's says I'm Hufflepuff by a hair, which I suppose is probably right. But Gryffindor colors are way kooler. I've always felt partial to Gryffindor. And as much as I like to read, how creative and imaginative I am, and how smart people tell me I am (there are people who tell me I'm smart every time I see them. I am smart, but not that smart), I can't quite see myself in Ravenclaw. Even if they do get the pretty blue color and the second koolest mascot-thinger. I don't thrive on knowledge nor seek intelligent company (no offense xD). I could see myself in either Gryffindor or Hufflepuff, even if I can't stand too much yellow and think badgers are odd.

Not like any of it matters though. I just find it interesting.

Creativity

Sun, 15 Jul 2007 02:18:27 GMT

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....

nothing really

Sun, 15 Jul 2007 01:45:26 GMT

So I'm tired of looking at my old journal so I thought I'd make a new one.

Only thing I can think to say is that I wish Barbara would spend some time with us solo swing dancers to really help us figure out what we're doing. Cause I was so preoccupied with trying to think of more things to do and trying to remember how to do this one step, that last time the messenger showed up, I wasn't acting xDD. I didn't notice for the longest time. I didn't notice until I heard someone gasp behind me, and I realized the music was down to the last instrument. My fake smile dissolved about five times faster than Alka-Seltzer in water and then you could read the "oh crap" on my face that could've been misread as apprehension for bad news and not "oh crap I completely forgot."

OotP

Tue, 10 Jul 2007 08:42:12 GMT

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???

777!...7?

Sun, 08 Jul 2007 00:13:21 GMT

So yeah, it's the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh year of the new millennium. Plus it's the seventh day of the week. The only way it could get more seven-savvy would be if it were the seventh century or millennium. Or if it was the seventh century OF the seventh millennium. Anyway, I still say today would have a better day than July 21st to release HP7. Cuz unless the day July 21st has some significance in the book (and it just might, for all we know), July 21st is just boring compared to today or the 31st (Harry's Birthday). I mean when I first heard about the release date I believe my exact words (thoughts? did I say it out loud...? hmm...) were "Oh cool, yay!!--oh wait, twenty-first? What? Not 7/7/07? Not the 31st? But...that's boring. I'd so wait the extra ten days just for it to be on his (and my mother's) birthday." Of coure I'd be even more inclined to get it two weeks earlier. Speaking of which, I still can't believe DH is only 2 weeks away. I also can't believe we're sposed to be seeing OotP in about 3 days and we don't even have tickets yet or even know which theater we're going to or who's waiting in line, if anyone.

Anyway, I checked the weather for tomorrow evening, and it doesn't seem as bad as Thursday.

It's still gonna be pretty hot while we're practicing the deer hunt though D: .

Anyway, I'm gonna start making Disc One of Harry Potter and the Woe Kitten soon. How many copies am I making?

4th of July

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 06:34:05 GMT

So I just had a really crappy fourth of July working at home before I finally got to see some fireworks outside my house with my family--but it was nothing new and really short and kinda boring. Pretty, but boring. I saw KT and Becky walk by afterwards and I shouted and waved at them but they couldn't hear me. And I was going to rant about my day in greater detail but then I had some ice cream and listened to some wizard rock and I feel better now. My main regret right now though is that it's too late to listen to a mugglecast episode....

RIP Becky

Tue, 05 Jun 2007 00:41:13 GMT

So Becky, RG and I were IMing each other when suddenly I realize Becky hasn't said anything in a LOOOONG time.

so_emu@sbcglobal.net: WHAT HAPPENED TO BECKY?
RG: I ate her
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: xD
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: BEEEECCKKKYYYY??
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: BECKY?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Reanna you cough her up this instant!
RG: Fine. *coughs*
RG: Uhhhh
RG: She's not moving....
RG: *prods Becky*
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: !!!! :-O
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *POOOOOKKE*
RG: oops.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: OOPS?! What do you mean, "oops"???!
RG: I mean oops!
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: But why "oops"?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: What. Did. You.Do?
RG: Because I am a loss for a better word. I may have.....killed Becky..........
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: And that's all you can think to say?!
RG: Yes. What would you like me to say?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Nothing. We must have a moment of silence.
RG: ok
RG: Is the moment over?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: NO! Now shh!
RG: *whispers*
RG: Sorry...
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: SILENCE
RG: Oh, sorry
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Shh!
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: All right. Moments over.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *'
RG: okay
RG: *sniffs* She was a good friend....
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Someone should say a few words.
RG: She was kind
RG: Loyal
RG: And yummy
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: She wasn't boring.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Not ever.
RG: no. And she had nice bangs.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Very interesting in fact.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: She was a very good actress.
RG: Hey, can I have her Harry and the Potters shirt?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Shh! We'll look for the will later!
RG: Hokay, good.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: She was pretty dang snazzy.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: now we must all hang our heads
RG: *head hangs*
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *hangs head*
RG: *hangs coat*
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *hangs hat*
RG: Are we done?
RG: My neck hurts
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *opens one eye and looks up* (pssst! Becky! This is the part where you show up and ask what the heck we think we're doing!)
RG: Can I just say, Jaina, That you are excellent at organizing online funerals?'
RG: You shouls start a business.
RG: *should
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Maybe I should...gasp! We should be typing in black! We are mourning after all.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: What kind of mourners are we?
RG: No, becky would have wanted her funeral to be a celebration!
RG: Because....she's gone....?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: No, Becky wouldn't want a funeral, she'd want a memorial service! In loving memory of her! We should be celebrating her life, not lamenting her death!
RG: Ok
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: So you need to start typing in something more colorful than brown
RG: it's not brown! it's...maroon
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Oh...it needs to be brighter
RG: How about this?
RG: No, it looks too much like yours
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: that's brilliant! brb
RG: There we go.
RG: brb too
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: ...Do u think we ought to call her family and tell them what happened?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: You know we probably should've invited them to the service...
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *plays Amazing Grace on the sax*
RG: back
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Good
RG: I dunno
RG: Might be considerate, only I think they might be mad at me for eating Becky.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Yeeeaah...I'm thinking it's time to pull that Becky cutout out of your closet and put it to good use
RG: Hey, that's for private use only!
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: But it's for a good cause! I don't have the heart to tell KT we've lost her beloved sister....
RG: No. No, no,no.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: no, what?
RG: It's mine!
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Sharing is caring!
RG: NO
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: YES
RG: Sharing is evil
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: YOU MUST
RG: I WON'T
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: OR BECKY WILL HAUNT YOU
RG: NO SHE WON'T
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: YOU WANNA BET?
RG: I DON'T BELIEVE IN GHOSTS
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Shun the nonbeliever! SHUHUUUUUUUNNNNNUH!
RG: GO AHEAD. OR AFOOT
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *sniff* FINE. You call the Allens and YOU tell them what YOU did.
RG: FINE.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: FINE!
RG: FINE!!!
RG: FINE!!!
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: ...Well?
RG: What?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Well what?
RG: What well what what?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: What did you tell them?
RG: I didn't call them...uhh, my phone just got eaten by a shark.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Oh right. Now see if you'd just use the cutout...
RG: NEVER!!!!
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Wait a minute...
RG: ok
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Are you sure it wasn't the cutout-Becky you ate?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Cuz u have been known to do that b4
RG: hmm... *pokes Becky* Not sure, they did look awfully alike.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: That might explain why she went quietly, and why she's not moving...
RG: Possibly, but sometimes real Becky can be quiet. Sometimes.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: True...
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: brb
RG: k
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: back
RG: k
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: ...*sniff* I miss Becky...
RG: Me too.
RG: I'm feel bad for eating her.
RG: *I
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Well, *sniff* wherever sh-she is...let's hop she's--she's in a better place now...
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: *hope
RG: That' right. The Land of Cheese.
RG: s
RG: *
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Well, maybe the dumpster nymphs can take us to visit her someday...
RG: Maybe.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: brb
RG: k
Becky: hi, sorry, I went out with MAllory and forgot I was online...
RG: YOU'RE ALIVE
RG: OMG
Becky: yeah
RG: YOU HAD ME SO WORRIED DAMMIT
Becky: You guys coulda called me..
RG: Well, we thought you were dead.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: BECKY?? *faints*
RG: So there would really be no point in calling you.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: did u read it?
Becky: yeah
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Well like RG said, u and ur cutout that RG ate look awefully alike.
Becky: why do you have a cutout of me Reanna?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Yeah RG, why DO you have a cutout of Becky?
Becky?
RG: ...So that if I felt like eating Becky, I would accidentally eat it instead....for circumstances such as the current one.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: Oooh, it all makes sense now...EXCEPT
RG: ?
Becky: except?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: for
RG: five?
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: forfive.
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: oops
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: what the heck was that? I didn't type that?
RG: .
so_emu@sbcglobal.net: I meant to say: Yes. Five.
RG: You are possessed, I tell you!

Old Journal Entrees

Thu, 31 May 2007 01:14:13 GMT

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

>_>

Wed, 30 May 2007 22:24:02 GMT

I should really be preparing for my English final tomorrow.

But.

I'm not.

...