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I went to bed at 6:30 last night, and I slept for 14 hours. I have a party today. I most likely have a fever (I have meds in me, so we can't tell. I had a 99.0 with tylenol and an advil. I really don't want to go to school tomorrow.
We watched Mirrormask yesterday. I love that movie. Mom and Lissa loved it too. They thought it was funny. Especially the riddles. And they liked trying to figure it out. That was funny for me.
May 20th, 2007
sickMay 18th, 2007
Okay, so I just took some really awesome pictures of myself, so now I'm happy.
BTW, I'm sick. *sneezes*
BTW, I'm sick. *sneezes*
distressedMay 16th, 2007
I think eyes (pupils in specific) are the most expressionless part of any animal. I find them evil, and they make me have the sensation that the owner of the eyes is dead. Or not real. No depth. I hate pupils. Don't look me in the eye, because I will end our conversation immediately and walk away. You think eyes show emotion? Well, cover up the area between below the eyebrow up, and the bridge of the nose down. Now, make an angry face at someone else. Can they guess your emotion? NO. THEY CAN'T. Emotion is created by the face. Eyes are useless. The only thing they're good at is taking in. Vision, souls. Anything. That's another thing. When someone looks in my eyes, it feels like they're sucking out my soul, whether it be small portions at a time, or just everything at once until I break eye contact. So yeah. I have nothing against irises, though. I think they're beautiful. But useless. So. End.
April 21st, 2007
Okay. So I almost lost my cat today. She's an indoor only cat, by the way. Otherwise the story won't make sense.
My mom answered the door because the Chinese delivery guy was here. My mom swung the door open about two-thirds of the way to a right angle, so it was open pretty far, and my mom's not that big. There was a big gap between her foot and the door. While the man was telling my mom how much she owed, Miko trotted over.
"The cat, the cat!" I bellow to my mom.
"Yeah, I've got the door," she responded. But I was sitting right behind her, and Miko was right in front of the gap between the door and her foot. Obviously not blocked. Miko's tail was swinging back and forth. She was sniffing the area around the door and my mom's foot, acting like she wasn't looking or thinking about the gap. But I could tell... She acts like that when she's about to attack something that's offguard. She also does it when she's about to do something she knows is wrong and is feeling mischeivous, like when ever she's about to attack my legs when I'm just standing there.
I dropped my book and got up, walking fast. I could tell Miko was just about ready to take her chance. Just as I got behind the cat, and as mom was handing the money to the delivery man, Miko fast-trotted through the gap. My mom saw her.
"No! Miko! Get back in the house," my mom yelled at her. We both push past the delivery man (who has a sort of unworried "Oh" expression on his face). We both saw how fast she was going. We were afraid that us coming after her would cause her to sprint away from us, like it usually does when we're in the house.
Luckily, the outside world is quite interesting and bright. She stopped to smell the mulch around the bushes, which is really only four or five feet away from the door. Maybe a little more. Mom got to her first, holding her with one arm beneath her front legs and belly exposed. I didn't really mind, even though it must have been a bit painful. I kind of thought she deserved it, after she knows we keep her away from the door and don't let her out of it for a reason. I took her from my mom and gave her a swat on the butt while still saying negative phrases at her so she'll associate bad feelings with the outside. All through this, the delivery man just sort of stood there, looking dull and waiting for his money.
The negative feelings towards doors should have worked this time too, since she got into the garage one time. She managed to get underneath the car and wouldn't come out. So, logically, my mom honked the horn. She shot back through the door and into the house. We both think she'll never try to get in there again. But I guess she was hoping that this door would be different, that we would let her go through it. But no. I'm just glad she didn't run, because we don't make her wear a collar around the house. She DOES have one of those microchip implants, though. Which is why she doesn't wear a collar all the time.
In other news: I am trying to memorize Claire de Lune because I love it so much. And other people love it to. And it sounds complicated and pretty when I play it :D
Tomorrow I am playing a concert that I get payed for. All in all, the people I'm doing it for will owe me $100! YAY! It makes me sooooo happy. It's because I've done two concerts for them. And I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who's done both of them (so I'm the only one getting $100).
This past week (from maybe Monday to Friday) I finished three books. One I finished AND started just Friday. The book before it, I finished in about a day. Thursday afternoon to Friday afternoon. Technically, I can't remember when exactly I started the third book, but I know I didn't dwell on it for too long. This has been the first time in probably half a year that I have been able to read books consecutively. And eat them up and let them consume me, just like I used to, before this school year started. I have been just reading one book about a month, when I was in the good moods. I guess my mood stabilizer really IS working. I'm starting to go back to normal...
Well, this entry is pretty long already, so I think i'll end it. Now.
My mom answered the door because the Chinese delivery guy was here. My mom swung the door open about two-thirds of the way to a right angle, so it was open pretty far, and my mom's not that big. There was a big gap between her foot and the door. While the man was telling my mom how much she owed, Miko trotted over.
"The cat, the cat!" I bellow to my mom.
"Yeah, I've got the door," she responded. But I was sitting right behind her, and Miko was right in front of the gap between the door and her foot. Obviously not blocked. Miko's tail was swinging back and forth. She was sniffing the area around the door and my mom's foot, acting like she wasn't looking or thinking about the gap. But I could tell... She acts like that when she's about to attack something that's offguard. She also does it when she's about to do something she knows is wrong and is feeling mischeivous, like when ever she's about to attack my legs when I'm just standing there.
I dropped my book and got up, walking fast. I could tell Miko was just about ready to take her chance. Just as I got behind the cat, and as mom was handing the money to the delivery man, Miko fast-trotted through the gap. My mom saw her.
"No! Miko! Get back in the house," my mom yelled at her. We both push past the delivery man (who has a sort of unworried "Oh" expression on his face). We both saw how fast she was going. We were afraid that us coming after her would cause her to sprint away from us, like it usually does when we're in the house.
Luckily, the outside world is quite interesting and bright. She stopped to smell the mulch around the bushes, which is really only four or five feet away from the door. Maybe a little more. Mom got to her first, holding her with one arm beneath her front legs and belly exposed. I didn't really mind, even though it must have been a bit painful. I kind of thought she deserved it, after she knows we keep her away from the door and don't let her out of it for a reason. I took her from my mom and gave her a swat on the butt while still saying negative phrases at her so she'll associate bad feelings with the outside. All through this, the delivery man just sort of stood there, looking dull and waiting for his money.
The negative feelings towards doors should have worked this time too, since she got into the garage one time. She managed to get underneath the car and wouldn't come out. So, logically, my mom honked the horn. She shot back through the door and into the house. We both think she'll never try to get in there again. But I guess she was hoping that this door would be different, that we would let her go through it. But no. I'm just glad she didn't run, because we don't make her wear a collar around the house. She DOES have one of those microchip implants, though. Which is why she doesn't wear a collar all the time.
In other news: I am trying to memorize Claire de Lune because I love it so much. And other people love it to. And it sounds complicated and pretty when I play it :D
Tomorrow I am playing a concert that I get payed for. All in all, the people I'm doing it for will owe me $100! YAY! It makes me sooooo happy. It's because I've done two concerts for them. And I'm pretty sure I'm the only one who's done both of them (so I'm the only one getting $100).
This past week (from maybe Monday to Friday) I finished three books. One I finished AND started just Friday. The book before it, I finished in about a day. Thursday afternoon to Friday afternoon. Technically, I can't remember when exactly I started the third book, but I know I didn't dwell on it for too long. This has been the first time in probably half a year that I have been able to read books consecutively. And eat them up and let them consume me, just like I used to, before this school year started. I have been just reading one book about a month, when I was in the good moods. I guess my mood stabilizer really IS working. I'm starting to go back to normal...
Well, this entry is pretty long already, so I think i'll end it. Now.
relievedApril 20th, 2007
I'm gonna try to write in this thing every day, if I can.
Today was a happy day. It was full of many things that I never wanted to know about certain people, things I didn't want rubbing against me, and odd phrases. I didn't want to know that one of my friend's boyfriend's (who I see every day during band) has hairy nipples. I didn't want this same female friend to rub up against me so that another friend looked up and thought I was lesbian for about five seconds. Today during lunch, a friend described an internet joke, where a boy is beind raped, and the boy says, "But I poo out of there!" and the man responds, "Not right now you don't..." Which was rather awkward to hear. Yes...
My sister was home when I got home. We played with the cat, and I filled her in on some things we've been trying to train Miko not to do. Like attacking the backs of our legs when we're walking because she's bored. It made my mom slam her foot into the couch and break a toe. For, like, the third time. But it's on the other foot this time, so I guess that's actually the first. But she has 3 broken toes in all. Wait, that sounds wrong... She doesn't have three broken toes RIGHT NOW, she HAS HAD three toes broken. Thaaaat's better. :D And then I found a book that has Claire de Lune in it, which I've been trying to find since forever ago. While I was flipping to the page, my sister asked me to play a song that she hummed to me since she didn't know the name of it. I was suspicious of her, since it was the exact same song I was getting out. I played the first two pages while she read a book and ate yogurt next to me on the floor. Then she gave me a long hug (while I was still playing) and left when I was on the third page. After she left, I skipped the rest and played the last ten or so measures, which is my favorite part.
Later I will be going to a friend's house to watch these other-language films with subtitles on (hopefully). I'm pretty sure they're in Hopi. But the reason we're watching them is because she happened to find the soundtrack to one of them and showed it to me. And the music was great. So now we're seeing the movies that go to the music. I'm really praying that they'll be at least slightly interesting, because they're a trilogy. Anyways, she has lots of food. She has TWO REFRIGERATORS! TWO!!!! Which means I'm officially living at her house. But she only has a scoop left of the icecream she told me about yesterday, which I call "heart attack in a carton." It probably is, though, if you eat enough of it. I wish she had marshmallows. :(
There was something else I was going to talk about but I don't remember it. Hmmmm... I got a haircut, for those of you who don't know (*cough ERIKA cough*) and it's nice. I got it... last week? Wow. Was it really last week? God... Let's see, I got it on the Friday during spring break, but I don't remember when spring break was. Hm. I guess it WAS last week. Yeah. *sigh* I kinda want to keep talking, but I don't want this to get really long. Maybe I'll upload some knitting pictures tomorrow. I'm making a skirt. I want more friends on here.
Today was a happy day. It was full of many things that I never wanted to know about certain people, things I didn't want rubbing against me, and odd phrases. I didn't want to know that one of my friend's boyfriend's (who I see every day during band) has hairy nipples. I didn't want this same female friend to rub up against me so that another friend looked up and thought I was lesbian for about five seconds. Today during lunch, a friend described an internet joke, where a boy is beind raped, and the boy says, "But I poo out of there!" and the man responds, "Not right now you don't..." Which was rather awkward to hear. Yes...
My sister was home when I got home. We played with the cat, and I filled her in on some things we've been trying to train Miko not to do. Like attacking the backs of our legs when we're walking because she's bored. It made my mom slam her foot into the couch and break a toe. For, like, the third time. But it's on the other foot this time, so I guess that's actually the first. But she has 3 broken toes in all. Wait, that sounds wrong... She doesn't have three broken toes RIGHT NOW, she HAS HAD three toes broken. Thaaaat's better. :D And then I found a book that has Claire de Lune in it, which I've been trying to find since forever ago. While I was flipping to the page, my sister asked me to play a song that she hummed to me since she didn't know the name of it. I was suspicious of her, since it was the exact same song I was getting out. I played the first two pages while she read a book and ate yogurt next to me on the floor. Then she gave me a long hug (while I was still playing) and left when I was on the third page. After she left, I skipped the rest and played the last ten or so measures, which is my favorite part.
Later I will be going to a friend's house to watch these other-language films with subtitles on (hopefully). I'm pretty sure they're in Hopi. But the reason we're watching them is because she happened to find the soundtrack to one of them and showed it to me. And the music was great. So now we're seeing the movies that go to the music. I'm really praying that they'll be at least slightly interesting, because they're a trilogy. Anyways, she has lots of food. She has TWO REFRIGERATORS! TWO!!!! Which means I'm officially living at her house. But she only has a scoop left of the icecream she told me about yesterday, which I call "heart attack in a carton." It probably is, though, if you eat enough of it. I wish she had marshmallows. :(
There was something else I was going to talk about but I don't remember it. Hmmmm... I got a haircut, for those of you who don't know (*cough ERIKA cough*) and it's nice. I got it... last week? Wow. Was it really last week? God... Let's see, I got it on the Friday during spring break, but I don't remember when spring break was. Hm. I guess it WAS last week. Yeah. *sigh* I kinda want to keep talking, but I don't want this to get really long. Maybe I'll upload some knitting pictures tomorrow. I'm making a skirt. I want more friends on here.
- in front of something made of metal, plastic, and wood
- hum of the computer; dog howling
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hungry
April 19th, 2007
I thought it was funny! And I had to. Found it on Star's blog.
I hate browsers. Because I had this really long awesome entry that was pretty interesting and I spent 45 minutes writing. And then I went and accidentally pressed CTRL + R, and the page reloaded. And I lost it all. So. I'm going to go draw the internet on a piece of paper and kill it. A lot. And then I'll do it again.
But anyways, I'm back. And that's all I'm repeating of The Lost Entry, may it rest in pieces.
ARGH!
But anyways, I'm back. And that's all I'm repeating of The Lost Entry, may it rest in pieces.
ARGH!
infuriatedFebruary 9th, 2007
blankFebruary 8th, 2007
Today I've mostly been trying to find a good layout, so extra-short entry today.
I've decided I am most likely going to start this story-blog-thing-journal on this accidental account I created here on LiveJournal. But I might not. I don't know yet.
END.
I've decided I am most likely going to start this story-blog-thing-journal on this accidental account I created here on LiveJournal. But I might not. I don't know yet.
END.
February 7th, 2007
Today I had alot of people confuse me. Or say something I didn't know. I was pretty much disoriented the entire day. It made me sad...
I'm making a collection of random facts. Yeah!
So I was going to make an entry yesterday because I covered my hand with ideas of what to write about, but I wanted to make sure I didn't forget any, so I typed a list. And that made me not want to post and entry. Ah well.
Today I found something out about Rusty and his exgirlfriend. He tends to be "touchy feely" with her still. And he needs to stop lying about his girlfriends and how close he is to getting sex.
I don't feel like typing much. Maybe I'll tell you about this game I got from a TV show, at least I got the idea for it.
Uhh... yeah.
I'm done now.
I'm making a collection of random facts. Yeah!
So I was going to make an entry yesterday because I covered my hand with ideas of what to write about, but I wanted to make sure I didn't forget any, so I typed a list. And that made me not want to post and entry. Ah well.
Today I found something out about Rusty and his exgirlfriend. He tends to be "touchy feely" with her still. And he needs to stop lying about his girlfriends and how close he is to getting sex.
I don't feel like typing much. Maybe I'll tell you about this game I got from a TV show, at least I got the idea for it.
Uhh... yeah.
I'm done now.
February 5th, 2007
Hookey dookay. So yeah. This is my first entry. I don't know what I'll post here most of the time. I think later I'll obsess over my knitting (yes, I knit). But not now. Now I don't really feel like writing. Oh, I can post my stories on here! Wonderful! I never thought about that before I got this. I guess I was thinking everything had to be about myself, but it doesn't. Aren't I smart?