Really, I must be some kind of adaptive creature. My hair is now Hot Hot Pink and Atomic Turquoise, split right down the middle. People are going insane up in here.
Also, I finally got my kigurumi, and people go nuts over seeing a giraffe walking around. I feel like the coolest kid in town.
Why have I not posted in forever? Sadly, nothing interesting has happened, really. I'm learning to use the Pen tool on Photoshop. I'm also preparing myself to become a hooked fishie on Monday. Other than that, nothing amazing..
LOIS,
Blue Disastrous
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
::Revenge of the Japogerms::
This morning, on this day, one third of my weekend days, I woke up early. Eight, to be exact. Though I woke up NOT from an alarm or Kai, it was sort of disappointing. Am I not supposed to sleep in on weekends? Not that this even matters; I had to wake up early regardless because I had to shower, eat breakfast, dash to my room with Kai to change into lolita clothes, meet Glenni and run to Building 58 waaaaay out in the middle of nowhere; though that's not true, it's only a block past my Japanese class, but it is also about two blocks from Building 35, which is a little over a mile from my room. Ew.
That is aside from the point, and a very long sentence with two semicolons. Is that grammatically allowed?
Kai, Glenni and I went to talk to Holly White, who is also the twin to my not-Aunt Nancy. They are identical, except not even related in any blood matter. Holly White. The lady a person at CSUMB goes to if he or she would like to study abroad in some foreign country--for example, Germany. And we all know that we, the awesome trio of awesomeness, plus our pet Secret-Fantasy-Asian, want to go to Germany.
I like that I could be saying this in one sentence, and yet I am not. Why? Because, you see, I am a weirdo.
"Today, Kai, Glenni and I went to see Holly White about going to study abroad in Germany."
Isn't that much simpler?
Hmmmm... *Kai heeeeeer* hijacked... ka-ching-ka-pow... take that blog... ahhhh!!!! *avoids an accident* hijacking really gets your nerves going! *dodges a few cop cards* great... they found me!!! Blue!!! take back control before I crash and kill us!!!!
..What. Um. Hi, people. Blue here. Kai went crazy when I asked if he wanted to say anything on my blog. Back to the main plot, yes?
Nothing really super-exciting happened. We were asked why Germany, and then Holly White (to whom I keep referring with her full name) told us which classes she recommends we take next semester so we don't have to take them in Germany, or when we get back. Then she told us that we may be better off in Sweden. The problem with going to Sweden, though, is that our school doesn't have a language proficiency test for Swedish. Honestly, I'd.. prefer Sweden. Sweden and Norway.. I love them. And fika would probably be awesome--but, then, so would having a breakfast of bread, pastries, and cold meats and cheeses, which is in Germany. Or so I hear. The only thing German I've experienced, other than a portion of my blood, is the awesome dessert, German Chocolate Squares. This is only German from the German chocolate cake mix used for it. And is mix in a box really German? I think not.
I lied. I have also experienced Milka bars, which I recommend to anyone. Delicious.
looks like we're going to Germany.
Will: (singsong) Bullets, bullets, bullets--
Shane: (also singsong) Bullets, bullets, bullets, I make them out of clay. When they're hard and ready, with bullets I will play.
Love and other indoor sports (like cracking glowsticks for hours upon hours of glow-tastic fun),
Blue Disastrous
..Once, a glowstick exploded in my mouth. I remember how it tasted, on the inside. I should probably stop cracking them with my teeth. But it's so fun..
That is aside from the point, and a very long sentence with two semicolons. Is that grammatically allowed?
Kai, Glenni and I went to talk to Holly White, who is also the twin to my not-Aunt Nancy. They are identical, except not even related in any blood matter. Holly White. The lady a person at CSUMB goes to if he or she would like to study abroad in some foreign country--for example, Germany. And we all know that we, the awesome trio of awesomeness, plus our pet Secret-Fantasy-Asian, want to go to Germany.
I like that I could be saying this in one sentence, and yet I am not. Why? Because, you see, I am a weirdo.
"Today, Kai, Glenni and I went to see Holly White about going to study abroad in Germany."
Isn't that much simpler?
Hmmmm... *Kai heeeeeer* hijacked... ka-ching-ka-pow... take that blog... ahhhh!!!! *avoids an accident* hijacking really gets your nerves going! *dodges a few cop cards* great... they found me!!! Blue!!! take back control before I crash and kill us!!!!
..What. Um. Hi, people. Blue here. Kai went crazy when I asked if he wanted to say anything on my blog. Back to the main plot, yes?
Nothing really super-exciting happened. We were asked why Germany, and then Holly White (to whom I keep referring with her full name) told us which classes she recommends we take next semester so we don't have to take them in Germany, or when we get back. Then she told us that we may be better off in Sweden. The problem with going to Sweden, though, is that our school doesn't have a language proficiency test for Swedish. Honestly, I'd.. prefer Sweden. Sweden and Norway.. I love them. And fika would probably be awesome--but, then, so would having a breakfast of bread, pastries, and cold meats and cheeses, which is in Germany. Or so I hear. The only thing German I've experienced, other than a portion of my blood, is the awesome dessert, German Chocolate Squares. This is only German from the German chocolate cake mix used for it. And is mix in a box really German? I think not.
I lied. I have also experienced Milka bars, which I recommend to anyone. Delicious.
looks like we're going to Germany.
Will: (singsong) Bullets, bullets, bullets--
Shane: (also singsong) Bullets, bullets, bullets, I make them out of clay. When they're hard and ready, with bullets I will play.
Love and other indoor sports (like cracking glowsticks for hours upon hours of glow-tastic fun),
Blue Disastrous
..Once, a glowstick exploded in my mouth. I remember how it tasted, on the inside. I should probably stop cracking them with my teeth. But it's so fun..
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Thursday, September 23, 2010
::Whack a Fuckin' Mole::
I COULD write a blog full of hatred and anger at situational nonsense (hn, no, better call it 'crap', as nonsense should only be awesome).
But I won't. Instead I shall say how delicious my ramen is. It is quite good.
LOIS,
Blue Disastrous
But I won't. Instead I shall say how delicious my ramen is. It is quite good.
LOIS,
Blue Disastrous
::You'd think I'd be a dolphin..::
Drinking water like crazy.. What is that obnoxious giant-slow woodpecker noise coming from outside? Weird..
So. I left art. Fun sickness is fun. Not. But Japanese will have me.
I've been very forgetful lately. Like when I just forgot where I live, coming back from art. And why I wanted to blog just now.
Er.. Piercings? Supposedly I am piercing my ears again this weekend. My mum won't let me pierce my lip, basically because she doesn't like it. All of her other reasons were squashes by my reasoning. Win.
"YOU LEARNED A LOT."
Love and other indoor sports (like scavenging for RAMEN),
Blue Disastrous
So. I left art. Fun sickness is fun. Not. But Japanese will have me.
I've been very forgetful lately. Like when I just forgot where I live, coming back from art. And why I wanted to blog just now.
Er.. Piercings? Supposedly I am piercing my ears again this weekend. My mum won't let me pierce my lip, basically because she doesn't like it. All of her other reasons were squashes by my reasoning. Win.
"YOU LEARNED A LOT."
Love and other indoor sports (like scavenging for RAMEN),
Blue Disastrous
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
::Japogerms, Drinking Beer with Chopsticks Since..::
So, here I am in FYS, totally not caring what Steve says about our clubs presentation.. thing. And I'm reading a blog because of this class, realizing I haven't blogged in.. Really? I don't even know how long.
I'm adjusting to college life quite well, I'd say. I thought, coming in, I'd make no friends, though that thought is laughable now. Not that I'm surrounded by hoardes of people 24/7. That would just be crazy. Unless they are humans trying to kill us zombies, and that won't work.
Ah, crap. Presentation on a club I know nothing about. Wonderful.
*elevator music*
..We fail. Anyway, I am more concerned with Steve liking me as a person than having him think of me highly as an intelligent student, though I definitely won't turn that idea away. Why is this? It all started on a dark, stormy--
Wait. Seaside is SUPPOSED to be dark and stormy. Has it been this way? No. No, it has not. I shall begin again.
It all started on a freakishly hot day, in boring FYS class. Boring. But wait! In comes a woman who starts speaking about.. CSU study abroad. Oh no. But oh yes.
I have spent a year an a half learning and speaking Japanese, and so I'm going.. to Germany.
Why does this make sense? It doesn't.
"You can blend right in, Blue. You're blonde."
"Indeed. You're blonde too(, Glenni)."
"But I'm Norwegian."
My friend, the lovely lolita Glenni, is also travelling with me to Europe. To Germany.
Will: "Maybe you'll find some Jap..ogerms."
Me: "Japogerms?"
Will: "Drinking beer with chopsticks since.."
And that is where I shall leave off. For now. Me? I am off to lament my FYS epic learn and find out where I can take German next semester.
Love and other indoor sports (such as tagging humans with socks),
Blue Disastrous
I'm adjusting to college life quite well, I'd say. I thought, coming in, I'd make no friends, though that thought is laughable now. Not that I'm surrounded by hoardes of people 24/7. That would just be crazy. Unless they are humans trying to kill us zombies, and that won't work.
Ah, crap. Presentation on a club I know nothing about. Wonderful.
*elevator music*
..We fail. Anyway, I am more concerned with Steve liking me as a person than having him think of me highly as an intelligent student, though I definitely won't turn that idea away. Why is this? It all started on a dark, stormy--
Wait. Seaside is SUPPOSED to be dark and stormy. Has it been this way? No. No, it has not. I shall begin again.
It all started on a freakishly hot day, in boring FYS class. Boring. But wait! In comes a woman who starts speaking about.. CSU study abroad. Oh no. But oh yes.
I have spent a year an a half learning and speaking Japanese, and so I'm going.. to Germany.
Why does this make sense? It doesn't.
"You can blend right in, Blue. You're blonde."
"Indeed. You're blonde too(, Glenni)."
"But I'm Norwegian."
My friend, the lovely lolita Glenni, is also travelling with me to Europe. To Germany.
Will: "Maybe you'll find some Jap..ogerms."
Me: "Japogerms?"
Will: "Drinking beer with chopsticks since.."
And that is where I shall leave off. For now. Me? I am off to lament my FYS epic learn and find out where I can take German next semester.
Love and other indoor sports (such as tagging humans with socks),
Blue Disastrous
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
::Shopping and Shooping::
BLOG. PEOPLE. Hallo there. Still busy, as usual these days. Still shopping for stuff I need for when I leave. Still obsessed with KH (like my Heartless pendant?) and art (except my scanner won't let me show anyone anything I've been doing) and llamas.. LLAMAS?!
Um.. Wow. Seriously. This blog? Lame stuff now. BUT I will tell you, today involved my very first teeny tiny bikini and hope for my birthday. Which is Sunday.
So, there SHOULD be a good post after that weekend with pictures and all. Someone? Stab me on Facebook and tell me to write an entry, please? Why, thank you.
Love and other indoor sports (sailing on mounds of clothes),
Blue Disastrous
Sunday, June 27, 2010
::Arts, Hearts and New Starts::
It's summer, isn't it?
All I have to say:
+I'm not dead
+I am obsessing over art (mostly featuring Alice)
+I am thinking over my future
Thank you.
Love and other indoor sports (like Wizard's Chess, of course),
Blue Disastrous
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