owie

.....too many admissions forms, too little carrot cakesies... owie owie owie my poor brain and i haven't even started on my homework yet (that's tomorrow) (don't kill me tony, i had a lot of sleeping to do yesterday......and today i go shopping with josh[ie], who, for some unfathomable reason, thinks i can help him shop for a tux.........

okies, seriously now

i took this quiz that was on Jon-san's live journal (which i AM NOT signing up for, love and kisses) that is supposed to tell your personality by asking you a lot of random questions that seem to stem from the princess bride watching, star treking, dungeon and drangons playing geeks like me (never played d&d, btw) and then assigning you a type of die (or dice, whatever) here are the results for mine:

"Which Polyhedral Are You?

No use trying to fight it, you're an eight-sided die, a d8. A fine example of simple elegance, the d8 is one of the least appreciated types of dice, and is often neglected. You are known to be quiet and shy, outward traits that conceal viscous sarcasm and mean wit. You are very smart, yet wise enough to hide your intelligence; the quicker they found out how smart you are, the sooner they'll put you to work, which is something you can do without. People call you dark and pessimistic, or moody and cynical. You find little point in arguing..."

this would explain why i avoid online quizzes, ever since that one about Dante's Inferno told me i belonged in the eigth circle of hell, i've been a little leery of them... mostly they end up sounding like the one about, except the ones that tell me i like ponies, those kind of quizzes i like, *pretty ponies...**eye sparkly-ling-lings* *pretty pretty ponies*

new favorite!

i have found a new favorite movie, BOONDOCK SAINTS, i love and adore it, hot irish twins, gay FBI agent( "you fairy f*ck"), bartender with terets (sp) ("f*ck... ass "), stupid italian sandwich runner( never heard anyone say a sentence that long with nothing but the word f*ck in it), it was lovely, i did enjoy it so very very much, and i might have to watch it agian... several times... and i must now, on this open forum, say a large yawping (tee-hee KT) THANK YOU to Claire for giving me the theme song on my Christmas cd, i'd been listening to it for several months now without knowing the movie, but now i must listen to it whole heartedly and replay toilets crashing down into alleys followed by handcuffed shirtless white men.

career decisions

so i at first, at the young and tender age of six until ten, wanted to be either a nun or a bartender, and then for several later years wanted to be a vetrinarian, and then free floated with something in the biology field or possibly forgeting my whole debt-to-humanity-complex and going all out in the astronomy feild, or possibly just saying screw it all and going off to be a reclusive artist who lived on saltine crackers and cat food, but i have finally decided on an actual, concrete career. i want to be a marine botanist. i mean it this time, for serious and for real, i want to study (and i quote) "... the startling diversity and environmental dynamics of the hundreds of micro- and macroalgae, seagrasses, mangroves, and salt marshes as well as phytoplankton (minute, free-floating photosynthetic plants) and benthic communities (attached plants) that comprise the flourishing botanical garden submerged in and around the surface of our vast oceans."
cool huh? i can't frickin' wait, i mean, come on here, life on a boat or near the ocean... what more could a water-baby like myself ask for?and this works perfectly with my ideas abotu a double major in astronomy, i mean, where else will you get free of land based pollution long enough to set up a telescope unless it's on top of a mountian in Hawaii. (or at the Very Large Telescope, and yes, i swear, it's called that) of course, i'll have to find a way to get aorund the swaying of the ocean, but that's not all that hard. this gives me a way to work on world hungar and possibly energy and all sorts of nifty hey-if-this-is-solved-we-can-go-to-space-now things!

lalallaala la la la

so... eventful things in the life of me... erm...
1) the other first alto left on wed, so it's been only me for two days...yay... i think...
2) thursday i got so angry i punched a wall... too bad i now have long(ish) fingernails and cut my hand with them... swift move there smoothie... this is the first time i have felt genuine anger in a long time... it was... refreshing... actually, and now that i know i like it, i will have to keep it from happening agian, because i need to hoard it until i need it, and i did not need it then... for one thing, i had no weapon...
3) it's the first day of spring break tomorrow, and i don't plan to be on im for the entire time of it, i plan to paint and practice and draw things for tina
4) i finally saw shrek 2 and i LOVED IT it was awesome, i had family bonding time and watched it twice in one night... i adore puss in boots (who i thought was vastly overrated before i saw the actual movie) and antonio banderas is wicked..i mean seriously here..the man rocks...i love his movies and he makes a pretty good vampire... but as a private licking kitty? positively wonderful(!) (" for you baby? i could be..") hahahaha the eye thing, i thought i would die from laughing too hard :)

rules, of course

there are rules for everything and never more so then for eating...:

1. cheese makes everything tastes better, this includes fruit salad, milkshakes, and baked potatoes
2. orange juice is a gift from the gods, and should never, in anyway, be diluted with alcohol, as that makes it blasphemous and it should be tossed out right off... orange juice can be drunk at any time... for breakfast, lunch, dinner, high tea, snacks, and just for the hell of it
3. just because it's not technically edible doesn't mean you shouldn't bite it... if it squeals, let it go, it's not dead yet... if it doesn't, but it tastes good, chew on it for stress relief... if it tastes good but makes your finger numb, then spit it out right away, as it's bad for you...
4. if your mother makes it, but can't tell you either a) what she put in it, or b) doesn't know if it has a name, poke it first just to make sure, if it doesn't scream and slither away,then it's okay to eat
5. one can never eat too many carbs...
6. try not to eat if it's still bleeding unless you know where and who it is (especially on the who, i mean, you can never tell where people have been)
6. don't chew on sweaters, too much fiber
7. when going to fancy resturants with people you barely know, order a salad, they are immensly complicated and takes so much time to fiddle with them that you can't honestly be expected to talk to the other people at the table
8. if you offer to go dutch with someone on dinner and they then insist on paying for it, pick up the tip, that way you don't have to feel guilty (i have this problem)
9. never, ever take john kirby with you to get coffee, unless the girl behind the counter already knows him and can then tell him what he wants
10. coffee, chocolate and anything that in anyway involves sugar and/ or caffine shoul dnot, in any circumstance, be given to me... it has very very dire consequences, involving high rushes of silly-ness, and people getting very dizzy from watching just how fast i can spin off into tangents of insane giggling

sunday...

so last night was good... last night actaully started early yesterday afternoon and involved me washing upwards of 250 bowls (with assistance, of course, if it'd just been me, i'd still be there) for the Hungar Coolition thingy... it was nice, people showed up from all over, the bowls were pretty, the soup was weird (i had coconut carrot with odd spices...) and we aparently raised a lot of money! yay! anyhow... i had a decent time, i tripped with josh to check on his grandmother with jame (huston) riding backseat... and then tripped agian with josh when i thought i had left my jacket in the car and had to go get it (it was actaully in the art room, good thing josh is such an awesome guy, or he'd have killed me) (either that or he just recognises the fact that i am RETARDED) then finally tripped a third time with jason, john and sally-chan to go get coffee... which was an expirence all in its self, it took john five minutes to try an describe to the cashier what he wanted, and the people behind the counter just finally ended up just TELLING him what he was getting, jason and i almost had to prop ourselves up on the counter to keep from falling in the floor, we were snickering so hard... and then a mad dash back to the school because i CANNOT read my new watch (my old one, the one that was supposed to be water proof... well, it wasn't water proof, and it made a sizzling noise at me when i tried to fix it, so i tossed it and went to get a new one on my break from work and found lots of really nice, multi-functional watches, and was honestly planning to get one of the useful ones until i saw one that had a rotating moon display on the face of it... needless to say, i got that one, and now i can't read it...) which actually ended up with me crying and mum picking me up a little late anyway... the crying didn't have anything to do with the mum, it just had to do with nothing you people should be concerned about... and yes, cookies and cream frappes are the GREATEST THING SINCE CLAIRE!!! (ps, i love you toots, don't go changing anything...) and then there was open mic on friday night, which i loved and adored... han and i set josh[ie] between us and forced him to listen to ferret noises, two diffrent conversations at once and endure being bitten... it was a good time all around, and now i'm listening to nathan's demo cd... the boy can write, although at times i am not so accustically receptive and want very badly to drown my sorrows in a disk of wall-o-sound rush-babies... a certian chick friend of mine i think likes nathan, but he is, of course oblivious, i really feel for this chick, 'cause she's a good kid, but hey, nobody ever really gets what they want out of this life, i mean, the moment it's yours? you get tired of it... chuck lawrence was pretty good, and of course, the royals kicked ass... i do love them, even though i may not like their covers of things, or anything... or whatever, i forgot what i was saying... but they are (yay!) going good and work well togather... there was no chick preformers this time... i was kinda put out, but ashley was doing drums for one of the groups, so i guess there was one chick preformer... so yay! threefold... and i hope we get some chick rock vocalists (what's that? why don't i do it then? because i a) don't have a band, and b) no one would want to listen to me and c) i'd probably pass out or barrack all over the stage... though, of course, if i did, i'd probably do one or two orignials, and a cover of a pat benatar song and maybe a black crows cover... you know, if i'd given it any thought...) and benjamin rudolph, bless his heart, was up there first off, he did bellbottom blues and turn turn turn (is that really the title?) and he was pretty good as usual, but i think he gets either nervous, or his voice is changing... but anyway, he had the balls to get up there so *shrug*

*sigh*

jon is not coming, i think i might mope... yep... defiantely... mope mope mope... it's not his fault... but still... mope mope mope... oh, and thanks to han, for telling me this news while i was navigating the hazardous road from our house... i was shocked, and slightly depressed... which might account for han's sarcastic " hey guys, we made it to school...ALIVE" at our arrival on the WHS campus... (she needn't be so rude, i mean, some on here... we were on time, not my fault she came to class late...)

(in)famous me quotes

“It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s pretty.”
“Wheyhey!”
“That was fully fucking brilliant.”
“Frickin’ fuzz butt bastards!” (aimed at the deer in the yard)
“…heathens…”
“errit?”
“HONK!!!”
“ettawha?”
“Dad, you cease to amaze me.”
“Turn in your personal handbook to the chapter entitled Staying Alive and learn to shut up.”
“…merde…”
“omnia est nihil”
“shut it, assminkey”
(not exactly a quote, but a frequent thought) * I have absolutely no clue what’s going on…*
“…merp!...”
"...stoopid gits..."

from mum: “ Big bad butt beer-drinkin’ bunnies”
from dad: “If you’re dumb, you better be tough.” (don’t exactly know if that was aimed at me…)

where am i?

okies, for all you chicka/o-s out there peeved cause i'm never on the instant messenger thingys, here is what i've been up to...
-Cowboy Bebop~ anime concerned with jazz, sci-fi and bounty hunting, every episode is called a session and they are named after musical things, like bohemian rahpsody and mushroom samba... Spike, Jett, Feye and Ed in a spaceship, with a super intellegent dog... oh the things taht could go wrong... (fav. character? Gren)
-Samurai Champloo~ anime set in Japan probably around the time before the forceful opening of Japan's harbors, two sword fighting guys with bad attitudes following around an at times ditzy chick in serch of a samurai who smells like sunflowers (fav. char.? Jin)
-Saiyuki~ stories same as the manga, new age anime, not much use for it, will always passionatly adore teh manga, could take or leave the anime, a half demon, a full demon with a dragon, a monkey king and a partricularly twisted priest..traveling togather, beating on each other, beating on crazy demons... you get the picture (fav. char.? Cho Hakkai [note: the score in this case may or may not be slightly based on his possesion of a dragon, one nevers knows])
-Card Captor Sukura~ hahhaha... like kid's anime with a flying hamster looking thing... cute... at times makes me want to bang my head aginst the floor from a sugar overdose...
-Wolf's Rain~ wolfs extinct, or so humanity thinks! (bwahahaha) concerns werewolf kinda wolves who are hunting for paradise... nice music, very pretty... i like... a lot...
-Trigun~ alien born on a human transport ship fights his brother for the sake of humans struggling to live on a desert world, has a no kill complex, but, predictably does once and goes all remorseful, beats the crap outta his brother, blond guy with a gun for an arm, destroys whole cities, likes donuts, chased by insurance agents... (fav. char.? Wolfwood)
-Rouruni Kenshin~ another with a no kill complex, only he actually killed... a LOT of people, actually, and now is wondering around Japan with a sakabato (reverse edged sword) and happens to fall in with a chick in a dojo and a street fighting punk and a son of samurai and that sort of thing, short little redheaded scarred kid who is scarey scarey with a sword (nicknamed battosai, or for those of us who speak english...manslayer) voice actor might take some getting used to, as it is a chick, but it fits really well set, in historical Japan right after the Meiji revolution (Kenshin was a patriot) ... (fav. char.? Himura Kenshin)
-FLCL~ really brain hurting anime about an alien who fights with a bass guitar and serches for Atomsk who happens to be hiding out in some kid's head who has a brother that plays baseball in the States... she drives a vespa and occasionally dresses like a playboy bunny... he hates sour stuff and is perpetually confused abotu girls, the alien, the robots who occasionally sprout from his head and his utter lack of skill at baseball (fav. char.? the alien, of course)
-Inyuasha~ chick falls down a sacred well that her family tends, discovers she is a reincarnation of a priestess who nailed some poor sod to a tree with an arrow and then promptly died, with a scared jewel that burns with her body... the chick battles demons for the jewel, breaks the jewel, and then spends the rest of the time hunting for the shards, she fights a really pissy never-can-stay-dead git and her partner, the guy who was nailed to the tree, who happens to be a half demon with an attitude problem... joining them are a fox demon, a demon slayer and her two tailed demon cat, a randy monk with a windtunnel in his hand, and occasionally a flea... (fav char.? toss up between the demon cat (Kelala[sp]) and Inuyasha's brother (Shesommuro [definate sp]) )
-Read or Die~ three episode long anime about super heros who work for the British government, crazy guy clones Beethoven and plans to play suicide music to the world, chick who reads constantly and can minipulate paper joins up with a chick who can pass through solids and a guy who aparently is good with weapons... very odd, but good, ends in a psychiatric hospitol, as all good stories do :) (fav. char.? Ms. Deep, the first one)
-Noir~ assassin chicks! watches like a Bond film with the difference that one of them has amnesia and is a school girl; opens with a death-by-tie-and-cool-gymnastics, good music, not far enough into it to reveal more here... first ep starts in Japan and ends in Paris... all amnesia chick (sound familiar to those of us who are Long Kiss Goodnight fans?) has is a gun, ammo, a school id and the phrase, "I am Noir." [note, Noir means black in French, seems appropriate]

so there you have it, whats been occupying my tiny little brain for the last few weeks... if you'e a fan too, you'll probably recognize most of these, if not, you'll probably write me off as a geek... well, you were warned *is cheerful*

grrrr...

i'm starting to think my blog is insane... first it eats one of my posts, then when i go through the hazzardous torment that is remembering waht i said then and trying to write it agian, it spits it back out and i look stupid for saying the same thing twice!!!! jerk computer *nah*

okies, so trigun is frickin wicked awesome, and i CRIED AND CRIED AND FRICKIN CRIED ( i loved wolfwood) and it was just so ...*sob*... good! and i adore my dealer (tee-hee) josh[ie] for knowing that i like it sappy and tear-jerky and best of all, pretty
- a sidenote here on the matter of the pretty obsession: you see, anime/manga is a hobby for me, it's nothing i have to do in my job, and nothing i have to study in school; it's just something i like to be mildly obsessive with, and if i don't like it, as in, if it's not pretty, there's really no point in my watching/ reading it... which is why i'm not so crazy about the siyuki anime, even though i love and adore the manga and it will probably always be on my shelf in creased copies from countless rereading... but the anime is new age and choppy and the music, though rock, just isn't well... pretty... most people view comic books (ie manga) and cartoons (ie anime) to be a form of entertainment, i don't, if tehy occasionally make me laugh? then so be it, i will laugh, but if they make me cry, or make me think, i willl love them forever. kinda like watering a soul-flower, is how i view art, and this stuff, or at least the ones i've let myself watch/read, are that...end of rant/meandering/wierdo talking shit- two hour delay today! and a blizzard yesterday (50 mph winds, snow flying around like a sonofabitch), when they didnt' call off school until 7:30 when we were sitting at the traffic light across from lowes hardware, way to go on that one...

Trigun

been finishing for several days now, an anime known as Trigun, it's about some guy with guns, a people-saving complex and a damn fine red coat, if i do say so, it's kinda like a sci-fi western, taht is, a desert planet with guns, small cowtowns, and something called a "thompson" which i believe is probably supposed to be the equivalent of a horse... anyhow, it's a really good good frickin' wicked awesome anime, and i CRIED ALL OVER THE FRICKIN' PLACE BECAUSE MY FAVORITE CHARICTOR TURNS OUT TO NOT ONLY BE A BAD GUY, BUT A REALLY WELL DYING BAD GUY AS WELL... *sob* i cried so hard... i'm still tearing up... *sigh* it was SO GOOD i love things that make me cry, beautiful and sad and dying well are all important things to what this one watches, i hate to say it, cause it makes me sound increasingly shallow, but i refuse to watch an anime that i do not deem "pretty" because, seriously, it's just a hobby, and if it doesn't make me happy, then there's really no point...

wheyhey HANA'LI!!!

score another for the crack group known as the H.G.Eckerd support team!!! orchestra today, district last week, and state results soon... can she do it?? can she still keep the winning streak of greatness that is the senior year of a prodigy going?? we can only watch, breath abated, waiting for our musical genius to pull off another one! go han go han go han go han go han!!!

a response to myself

I really have to laugh, you know? Seeing how serious I was in that one blog, the “my heart forever sealed and broken” one… I have to laugh, because I can’t figure out what could have prompted such dire theatrics, for the life of me, I can’t. I always had a weakness for the dramatic, and I guess it’s translated right down into my emotional well being… I look at those words and don’t feel a damned trace of what I was talking about. It’s odd, is it not? How the minute one says something, it begins to cease to be. I now feel that I would get the same thrill from love as I would from a nice buttered scone... not that I’ve ever eaten a scone, but you, hopefully, get the point… I’ll wait, I think, until there comes someone my way who doesn’t need me, a person who chooses to give me equal what I would give to them, and doesn’t feel that they need to have me there every second, a person who drifts in and out as I do. In short? A lone wolf, to match my empty hearted self…
I could see myself in a nice little cottage off in the hills of France, flowers growing wild, vines creeping over the windows, ivy curling around the stairwells, sunlight seeping through the trees to melt against the tile roof… a home where I cook, and occasionally, I am the only person there to eat. Where an empty bed is not a cause for tears, but a cause for contentment in the knowledge that the other side of the mattress will soon be taken up by the other occupant of the house, when they get back from their nameless journey. I guess I dream of someone whole, like myself, a person who needs no other person, someone who chooses to have a partner, not someone who sought one out because they felt that a partner was necessary. I don’t kid myself; I know that there is a tiny sliver of a chance that in all the millions of half-souled people out there that one of them will be whole. But I don’t care, I can wait… I have always been good at that one thing; waiting, though some might choose to call it cowardice. There is nothing wrong with needing love, there is nothing wrong with wanting someone to be there for always and forever, someone to hum the harmony to the song that your heart sings.
I wish for the sake of a few that I care about deeply, that I could be the sort to make them happy. But it would be betrayal, and I would hurt them more terribly then they are wounded already... in the end, their disappointment and possible resentment is easier for all concerned then their pain and tears would be.

yay!

going to watch cartoons with Tony-san and some-guy-whose-name-i'm-not-supposed-to-say tomorrow!!! going to be SO much fun! stuff like aqua teen hungar force (they lured me in with promises of a rush episdoe, or otherwise i would have had none of it, but then, i resisted south park for years and now think most of the eps i've seen to be hysterical) and then some anime... yay! and i'm going to force the dynamic duo to eat fruit!!! cause i like fruit and i'm an accomplice in my sister's crusade to get the two of them to eat better... *shrugs* i do what i can... and then i'm going to see my sister play in an orchestra (sp) recital, though it beats me why they would need a bari-sax... though it is a full orchestra and not just strings...

*whines pitiously*

this one is sick...very sick *whimpers* and this one rarely gets seriously sick, so this one is going to wander back upstairs, curl up in its bed and watch an absurd amount of anime, draw a few things, fill out several scholarship applications and then crawl up into a orange juice bottle and drown its sorrows... *checks fridge* ALL WE HAVE IS GRAPE JUICE!!!!!!! curse my father and his sale sniping... grrrrrr... i'm dying here and all i have to ease my passing in GRAPE JUICE... well, i like grape juice, adn orange juice on my throat righ tnow would probably do me in entirely... so... damn logic... damn it... i want to be selfish and whiney and sick, and i manage to talk myself out of it... curses threefold

heh

oh yes, and also thanks to RouKen, i have learned three new words in japanese: shit, idiot and what...
hehehe, guess i'm picking up on the basics huh? i had high hopes that the only languages i could curse in wouldn't just be spanish, french and english
and jon (because i can NEVER catch you on im and the phone makes me sound ridiculus -seriously, i think i have phone triggered ADHD- so i'll just ask you here) , i think that the 18th would be nice, can't think of any reason not to... herm, is KT-ness coming up with you? you, i'm not so worried about, you are sleeping (though we do need to give him SOME warning) with han's bif, but KT is going to be staying here when she comes, so we need to discuss with parental units... you know, so that they don't wig out when she shows up walking down the stairs for breakfast :) sorry you can't but you know how it is, they'd be peeved, as i sleep in the guest bed and they will most certianly veto you shareing it... *grins wickedly* i then wonder why they don't mind KT so much? *innocently whistles*

yeah yeah, score one for tony-san

this watching of enourmous amounts of Roruoni Kenshin has been a very odd expirence... it's rather like re-watching something i loved as a child... it feels very familiar and warm (don't ask how, okies? just go with it) herm... or like watching a story my mother read to me as a child... only she wouldn't really have, because it's rather bloody, there's a lot of cursing and people get killed right and left... but it's a very prettily animated series (otherwise i wouldn't be watching it, right?) and the story is flawless, historically (i'm guessing, but nothing so far has seemed too far fetched), i guess i've always had thing for fallen angels (even scarred, red haired, angels of death... hey now! vengence -ie. blood and fire- is a godly thing, look at the old testament!)... the music is well suited, not my favorite type, as there is no screaming guitar (heh) but it fits the story line and animation; some of the eps are badly encoded (or whatever they call it) which means watching it means you need to develop some sort of second sight, but all in all? defiantly a must see, even if you're not the anime type... not a spectacularly beautiful anime, nor a kick ass in your face death-and-no-mercy-running-from-demons-action-scene-every-five-seconds one, but it is a very herm... comfortable sort of anime... so HUGE ENORMOUS HUGGLE SNEAKIE NINJA ATTACK TO ANTHONY for lending me them (and i formally now apologise for the movie misunderstanding, i had thought that you wanted me to call you if anything changed, not if it was still going on *bows meekly* so sorry, blows kisses, you should still take Jim (erk, you can have him as a date, i wouldn't want to, he'd probably snitch my popcorn :)) and go see it...)