::Some Sort of Octopus::

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

::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

::OH My Dog::

But not a Big Fuckin' Dog by any means.

Where to begin, where to begin?

Yesteryesterday my mum randomly is like, "I think I want to go to Monterey tomorrow."

And so we went. Obviously--this was a Kai visit. Sadly enough, from 9 to 11, then maybe 3 to 7, we were asleep. It was a truly lazy day.

I do love spending time with Kai, even if we are being crazy weird--especially if we're being crazy weird. And oi! I actually beat him. Yay for a shiny Mill deck!

After a point we just wanted to get out. Get a grilled cheese like a Sim's aspiration gone wrong. Only, there were people in the lobby, so that is where we went after obtaining said grilled cheese. (There were no napkins or paper towels to speak of, so I had to soil the wolves howling on Kai's knees--which totally doesn't sound awkward.)

You know, I'm really getting to like these lobby-people. Today I saw most of the best, and none of the worst. Speaking of, Kelly is very kind. She baked Kai a late-birthday cake. Nyan.

In all of her niceness, and the cake's niceness.. it was Funfetti. And so, the spiteful baker in Blue is moving on.

Yes, Kai, a cake can be made without any cardboard to speak of.

Of course, in this newfound need to learn to bake from scratch comes the rest. I'm adopting Mum's tradition--or Ken and Laura's, more like--which is, basically, to try a new recipe EVERY DAY. MWAHAHA. Yes, love up the evil laughter. Anyway, this is most likely going to lead into planning full menus every two weeks. Just like Mum. And Laura. And Sara.

That said, if anyone has any particularly tasty recipes they'd like to share, it would be appreciated. Printed and cooked, and then appreciated.

On the note of paperful needs, the screenplay is now a few pages longer, thanks to Chuu. Annoyingly, Chuu only likes to send messages shorter than 130 characters, and so Chuu spammed up my email. Ahh, Chuu..

Summer is coming. Quickly. It's scaring the hell out of me. Less than a month, and I'll be done. I hope. I may need to rely on the help of Magical Decision Dime and Magical Empty Weird Tiny Plastic Cup, but at least it'll be over with, nyan?

AUGUST.

No. I take that back. Orientation, then Mayhem/Blue's Birthday, and THEN August. Maybe with some form of camping trip or beach B&B stay injected in there. Tis a good plan, nyan?

Garble warble didgeridoo. Yeah, I went there.

Someone please sort out this mind.

Love and other indoor sports (made for you, me and the creepers),

Blue Disastrous

::And Now, My Day::

All righty then! After totally ranting forever, I feel mostly better. So, that's good.

A quick blog-update, about the actual technical and not-content stuff, I am working out a custom layout, getting music to put up, tabs linking to other relevant things, possible "theme" entries (as lame as that sounds), and other cool things like that. I'm pretty excited about that.

Also, my graduation party-planning is SO underway. That's pretty exciting too. Now, if only I could get Via Coma to respond.. Cough.

Anyway! Today--well, yesterday now, so Thursday, yep, Thursday, okay, that's all settled--I woke up at 7:30 AM (a HUGE surprise, like eight hours early for me, right?) with intent to meet Matt at the BART at 10. Well, we were all some random number of minutes late, but that didn't make much difference. We were going to Japantown, after all.

ALL ALONE.

I know, I'm shocked too. Of course, I still got the whole list of things NOT to do; don't make eye contact, don't sit by shady people on the BART, don't talk about money, don't talk to any seedy-looking people, don't you DARE take your sweatshirt off, Brittany Rose, I will NOT have you showing your belly--in my defense, it perfectly covers my belly.. if I keep pulling it down during the day. But I wear a jacket anyway. Ah, times.

So we were off, Tiger and I. We were bubbly excited. I took off my kitty hat and got a few looks from people--oi, my head had just exploded in pink. Anyway, we brushed up on our Japanese on the way. We failed to hold our breath going under the tunnels (come on, there were stops IN the tunnels). Mostly we caught up, and people-watched with our sharks, Jessie and James. Meowth is missing, again, by the by.

We got off at Powell Street. Phase One--done. Only, we got slightly side-tracked by the mall. Well, I sort of dragged him in. But, it's so.. nine-story-y! It is awesome. We took some pictures (which I am too lazy to upload, nyan, nyan) and left. Phase Two was in progress.

Japantown, I estimate, is only a bit over a mile from the Powell Street BART stop. Maybe.. Let me check. One point six miles. That didn't seem so far to us. And why would we want to waste a good dollar or so on bus fare when we could walk? After all, buses smell and have weird people and stopped at random places. Surely we'd get lost. Plus, it's so.. unsanitary!!

Anyway. An hour and a half of straight climbing up gigantic hills, we were sweaty, tired, and SO relieved to see the little waving Japantown flags. We were there!

Phase Three--mall. And then began our exploring. We had a three-hour time limit, unfortunately, but it was okay. We went to nearly every shop; the kimono shop, stationery shops, furniture shops, and a lot of candy shops, trinket shops, and oh-my-goodness delicious-smelling inscence shops. Matt had to stop our excursion for one of his beloved lychee pearl drinks. Blechk.

And then we realised--oh, shat! We had forty minutes to eat and start heading back. So, still a bit of time, but not much. We popped into the other side of the mall. There weren't many shops we were interested in--only one, actually. A little supermarket. It was adorable, as were the Japanese people who were (duh) fluently speaking in Japanese amongst themselves. We were so jealous.

Then, right as we walked out, to the right, we found the perfect restaurant. Phase Four. A sushi bar. Finally, I was getting my beloved sushi. Sake (salmon) nagiri. YUM. Matt got shrimp tempura (shouldn't it be tenpura, in Japanese?) and some sort of weird sushi.. Anyway, it was delicious. All washed down with oodles of soy sauce and two Cokes. The ice cubes, I feel I must mention, were ADORABLE. They were like, PERFECT small cubes, about the size of.. erm.. my keyboard keys! Yeah! And they were completely clear. It was awesome.

Except then, somehow, a small dollop of undiluted wasabi got into my sushi. I didn't know this. I ate the whole thing. This was my first--and hopefully LAST--experience with wasabi. My head nearly exploded. Spicy and I don't mix. At all.

So, after that whole ordeal (そおいしいでした！) we went back to the supermarket. I had been craving some MOUSE (actually small, cocoa-dusted chocolate mousse squares by Meltyblend, OOH I DO recommend them) all day, so I had to get some. Also, a bento box, which is priced as 3.80$ on Jbox, but was 1.50$ at the supermarket. I could have so bought two. My bento collection is happily growing. It's rather exciting.

Anyway, after that, we went across the street and popped into a store dedicated to origami. NYAN. All the paper was so pretty. It made me wish I could fold something other than stars and weird stackable claw-beak things. They didn't even had any star paper! Or, maybe we just didn't see any. It wasn't on my mind at the time.

We found a sign outside that had a kitty and, duh, said, "ねこ" and it was so cute. Obviously I had to take a picture with it. But then--

HO SHAT!

We had to go back. Into Phase Five. Going back. And, of course, going back was all uphill too. Sigh. But then we hit the peak of the hill, and it was basically running all the way down. We made it back in half an hour! That's better than my P.E. mile time. Really!

So then, Phase Six--wandering. We went back into the nine-story mall. People-watched. Hot Topic to scan ze card. Then out to get a cup-bowl-cone of frozen yogurt, which I had to slurp and get a brain freeze, noticing we were late.

Phase Seven--BART again. We were going home.

Today was an exciting adventure. Except the part of fearing for our lives walking to Japantown and back. But hey! It was a great experience. I hope this happens again sometime soon. And we WILL speak Japanese.. We WILL!!

Love and other indoor sports (like doing the wasabi-dance),

Blue Disastrous

::Thank POODLES::

FINALLY I have caught up on blogs. It has taken that long to get through all the entries to all the blogs I have subscribed to from that one random.. one-week period? Er, the time when I was away from Blogger for a while. Yeah.

But no, I am not the type to just skip over all those entries. I won't ignore the all the work put into blogging, because obviously I blog too, and it means a lot to me when people take the time to read. (Though I'm not sure why, I don't say anything so interesting..)

You know what I find interesting? When I take a break to go to the bathroom, as I am unfortunately a human, and I get back to about six messages with a couple asking where I've gone. I was only gone a minute! Honestly.. Yes, I do love my people. Which is why I'm known for texting back immediately. Weirdness.

Happy Zombie Cria Day! Yesterday, that is. Was. Of course I am sitting here eating my purple Peeps (one has a random eye on its head) and dark chocolate and all. But also, I am enjoying my bright hair.

I would post a picture, but I want to wait for something better than what I currently have. So ha. But it is extremely similar to Jeffree Star's.

..Oh.. my.. dog.. I totally refreshed my Blogger homepage to find a bunch of new entries. Lovely! I shall read them now.

*Later*

So, I read them. Do I regret it? Yes and no. One particular entry brought up an old issue and while I do think of it often, I do shove it aside and purposely forget it. Now I am not. But moving on.

Saturday was fun. Vince and I walked a long way, first stopping at a field over overgrown bushes and yellow flowers. It was pretty cool, but I was kind of afraid a random creature would pop out and eat me. So on we went, until we got to that one side of Schulte, with the ditch with a "creek" and all those trees and whatnot. Turns out, there were no dead bodies. I was shocked.

We spent a few hours there, experimenting with what I will call "photo art". We both semi-failed, but we did get some good shots out of it.

Anyway, we ended up taking off to the mall when two raccoons scared the artistic vision out of me. So, to the mall! To Hot Topic! To Best Buy! To the World Market!

Only, Mum and Grandma were there. We were not supposed to go anywhere they were, as they were getting Easter surprises. We snuck around like creeps. Vince ended up getting tea (which smelled nasty; I forced him to stay away a bit because it was so bad), and then we decided to leave. Only, Mum was near the entrance. For sure we were going to get caught. So we crouched down, weaving in and out of displays, and darted out the door. Only one of the ladies at the counter saw us.

Right outside we were stopped. Ho. Shat. Before she could say anything, we both started half-shouting, "We didn't steal anything! We didn't steal! We have nothing! We were trying to not be seen by someone! We don't have anything! We didn't steal!" Things like that. Vince even offered we turn out our pockets. Like Snape. Or something.

But then the lady says, "No, I just wanted to know what you got." Gesturing to his tea. Sure, lady. I'm sure that's exactly what you wanted to know. Two dark teens darting out of a store, suspiciously glancing over their shoulders to see if they were being caught (by Mum)? Sure, lady.

Yesterday was interesting. I woke up at a somewhat-normal time. But of course, I immediately felt ridiculously sick, and I fell asleep on the couch right after looking through my Easter basket. Which was awesome, by the way. Stuffed full of socks, dark chocolate, purple Peeps, my traditional Long Ears chocolate bunny, a dark bunny, and my own set of adorable ceramic measuring spoons. And a llama! Another for my family of llamas.

I woke up later to find my Aunt Connie and Erica had just arrived. Yes, I know saying "my Aunt Connie.." should be grammatically incorrect. But I mean they are MINE, so ha. Not just a general "this is my aunt, this is my cousin". Meh, whatever, now I'm just rambling.

Very shortly after, I took a shower while Erica gave everyone haircuts. Then it was my turn. The whole day was consumed by hair stuff, catching up, and watching the Blindside while eating dinner. All in all, a good day. And yes, I am eating the leftovers now! Delicious, tender pork.. Oh! Yum!

It is now five days into Script Frenzy, and I am still on page three. Today, I am supposed to be on page seventeen to be on track. Well, ha! Take that, goal! I am going to feign failure, and come out victorious after all!

Well, I can only hope.

Still, deaths, car crash, Lulu, abusive father, mental scars.. Nearly to the first mention of Adrienne hearing a guiding voice. The story is totally taking on a life of its own, and it is way warped from my original nightmare. It is truly amazing.

As well as the human mind. That is all I shall say about that.

As of now (well, when I post this entry), I shall be whoring my blog. Who wants to follow, ne?

Love and other indoor sports (like.. Paso Doble?),

Blue Disastrous

::Alligators and Epic Misspellings::

So I signed up for a mentor on Virtual Hogwarts, which, in my head, isn't so virtual anymore. It is more or less becoming my whole life. And I'm okay with that. My fake-life, which is Lilith's and not mine, is far more fun and far less complicated. Plus, I suspect she will be getting straight O's this term.

I am finding that my emotions are all completely and unnecessarily jumbled. When I should be angry, I'm disappointed. When I should be serene, I am super--no--über--no--HYPER-random and over-the-top crazy. When I should be sad, I am numb. When I should be sympathetic, I am greedily happy. When I should be happy for someone else, I'm either sad or jealous, or some cheap combination of the two. And all of these can happen in the course of a five-minute conversation, or a walk down the hall and out the door.

And the really sad part is, there are probably a lot of weddings ruined by flamingos.

I am also becoming more and more easily distracted. For example, every day I set out to do schoolwork, and end up on random scientific pages or on videos of people adapting songs into their preferred instruments. Or, like now, the random urge to Google "Parkour" for no reason.

It's really very interesting, actually.

Imagine getting attacked and running away off the wall next to you to get around the attacker. And then the look of "HUH?" on his face as you vault or jump or roll away.

Or maybe not that dramatic.

Above all, we must remember that anything is possible. Do with that what you will.

::DALMATIANS::

101, get it? Bahh, bad joke. Pichi-pichi piichi. Another bad joke.

So today.. I have.. Chemistry. And I really have to this time. Not just staying on Facebook, lurking like a.. thing that lurks. But I actually have the chat popped out. Take that!

This morning has gone like this:

Wake up. Kitty is laying on my butt. I turn around, he falls off, then climbs onto my tummy. Push kitty off, go to the living room. Discover I cannot sit on the couch as Uncle Larry and Mum are looking for random vegetarian soup recipes online. Sit on the floor. Get cold. Go to room, get sock and Cam's jacket. Go to kitchen. Mum comes in and starts making me pancakes (which were DELICIOUS) and cinnamon sugar for said pancakes. Eat. Grab laptop. Remember to grab glasses for the first time. Go back to living room and sit on the end of the couch (as Uncle Larry is making one of the soups he found online, which is a Thai soup, which has tons of ginger in it, so the house is being über-perfumed with it), open laptop, go to Blogger, start writing, Richard IM's, I write this some more..

Yeah. I so just put a simple morning into tons of words. So ha. I'm preparing for VH, because Sorting is TOMORROW, and Lilith must be in Hufflepuff. Or else.

The air purifier is loud. And Grandma still thinks I'm three. Or not even three. Two. And a half.

Love and other indoor sports (like discovering random cuts on your thumb),

Blue Disastrous

::Post One Hundred!::

Yay! I don't really have much to report, sadly.

Well, except on Facebook (which I once swore I hate but now I always lurk for no good reason) I have found a new friend in an old acquaintance. So that is very good.

Also, I must go retrieve a poison banana for Saro-chan, because he apparently needs to die right now more than usual.

So, I guess that the 25th is Roommate Meet and Greet Night, but no one seems to know if it is just for current residents or ones starting in the fall as well. More investigation shall have to be done on that.

Earlier, Mum and Uncle Larry ran off to the store earlier and brought home two peach yogurts, which are supposed to be for Uncle Larry, but we shall see.. It may be a fight to the death between us. I had to hide eating a peach yogurt that was already in the fridge and no one knew about. Really, it was that sad.

I have nothing else to say really. The only thing I can think about now is how I'm ever going to get enough to pay my housing security deposit so I can actually live somewhere in the fall. Blah. Starving artist, only I'm not selling my art just yet. Well, shat.

I'll do it! I still have like.. a month.. Yeah! Buu, enough whining!

I WILL be there.

I WILL find a way.

I WILL have my cave!

And I WILL.. er.. steal Kai's oven to bake things in!

..And YOU get a humpback whale, and YOU get a humpback whale, and YOU..

Love and other indoor sports (like partying over a hundredth post),

Blue Disastrous

::Banananananana::

I have not blogged in a while..

Yesterday was my first day back home, er, sorta. I had Japanese class--though Mum wanted to sleep more so I had to miss it. Anyway, I went to my PLP meeting and Niemi and I basically laughed at the joke of school. And then Smith, who was supposedly missing, popped in to give me my Cal Grants GPA form, which I filled out right away and went to take it to Clark, except on the way, I ran into a distraction.

Two distractions.

Alexis and Miyu came from out of nowhere and somehow we started talking of hats (I have another order, wewt! Want one?) and Pokemon (this was when Miyu discovered I had Pokemon Crystal in my bag, and asked in choppish English if she could play--which she did, and she got me two Pokemon as well) and sewing class (which Alexis insisted I'd love) and Nana (which Alexis would not stop talking about).

Nearly half an hour later, I had to sort of rudely cut poor Alexis off because I still hadn't dropped off my form. And then I left. Which was awkward.

So then I went with Mum to the mall, where we ate as we read tons of stuff about pH balancing, which is a pretty good thing if you ask me. Except then we realised we were going to be late to pick up my glasses. They're pretty cool, though it's kinda awkward that they're JLo glasses.

A few hours later, we were home, and I suddenly was inspired to look for my ever-missing Pokemon cards. I looked in all my old board games--even Pokemon Sorry, which was sorry I could not find my cards there. I looked in the stuck bottom dresser drawer. I looked under the nightstand. I even looked under the couch--which is where I found the adapter for my keyboard that has been missing for two and a half years, which made me forget my cards to go play piano for hours.

Later yet I got extremely sick and just.. crashed.

And this morning until now (still happening, however), I've been as sick. Blargh. I really want to play piano again, or waste time looking at cards, but I must do one of two things. Either I can sew all of my hat orders, or I can work on Chemistry.

I think I will drag out the keyboard now.

Love and other indoor sports (like binder-vanishing),

Blue Disastrous

::Short Vacation::

Since Friday evening I have been with Kai. What else can I even say? That is perfection right there. Yeah, I've given up on having our own place any sooner than forever, but I'll live. We'll live. Hell, I'll even look into a single room. Hah!

As long as it comes with a cave.

Anygay, Kai has reminded me I've done nothing school-related this half-week, though not really because he is just working like a busy little bee at his presentation. He has to wear silly pants. They appear to be shiny, but do they FEEL shiny? No. I've spoken to them. They feel used.

Speaking of used pants, I must go sew the hole in these.

All right then. No more hole--though it is now a very crude line.

I be sick! As a.. sick thing! Grr. Maybe some fresh air? Like, now. Please.

I think today I'll venture out of the room, too. At least I won't be trapped. WAIT. If I go out, I can't get back in. Shat.

What to do?!

Love and other indoor sports (like cave incidents, cave crawling, and cave rolling),

Blue Disastrous

::Bubble Bath::

Today went something like this::

5:30am:: Wake up, shower.

5:45am:: Webcam with Kai-koi. Tired Kai-koi is still sexy. Even more so, as I pretend I am the only one to see him in this state. Anyway--get dressed.

6:30am:: Still changing. Can't decide what to wear. Kai-koi is still sexy.

7:00am:: Squeek when I realise I will be late. Sadly say goodbye to Kai-koi. Depart.

8:00am:: Japanese class. Disaster and hilarity ensue.

9:30am:: Crumple into the car.

9:33am:: Receive horrid news. Stress. Falls asleep.

10:50am:: Wake up again. Super pain. Stresses about class.

10:59am:: Decide not to go to class.

11:00am:: Leave school. Mum runs errands. I stay in the car. Texting.

1:00pm:: Return to school. Meet with Mollon. Become embarrassed as all Chemistry knowledge was gone.

2:15pm:: Crumple into the car again.

2:30pm:: Arrive at Banta Elementary School. Hrkk.

2:35pm:: Say hi to Mr. Zopfi, led in by Dustin and Dakota.

2:38pm:: Get discovered by Mrs. Cook. Shat. Get kicked out.

2:39pm:: Say hi to Mrs. Pombo on our way out.

2:40pm:: Leave to go to mall. Go to World Market instead.

2:50pm:: See Jon.

3:00pm:: Wander.

3:30pm:: Meet with Zak. Disaster and hilarity ensues. Including smoothies, duck walks, and many stalker-ish videos that could come back to haunt me.

6:15pm:: Parting. Head toward home.

7:20pm:: Quick run to Safeway.

7:55pm:: Get home. Sits on butt texting and laptop..ing..

10:45pm:: Blog.

Tah dah. It was terribly fun. But I miss Kai so so so much. I can't wait for summer. I really can't.

Also, through the hrkking peach tea causes, I have decided I shall get a kitty that looks like a "Momo". And name her Momo.

Love and other indoor sports (pills?!),

Blue Disastrous

::Well Then..::

Today wasn't so bad. Instead of finding ease in slipping into sorrow and anger and all that jazz, I purposely made an effort to try to be happy. No, I am not going to be pushover Blue anymore.

Or at least I'll try not to be. I don't want to just go along with whatever to make others happy. But I know that if I want anyone to respect my wishes I can't be naggy and gloomy and all.. wilted..

I IZ NO FLOWER!!

Wait. I guess I am.. Shh!

Camming with Kai.. ChristoFUR (aka Kurisotofa aka bird who vomits acorns into its nest) is being weird. And ahh yeah.

I have been sewing today. Well, cutting. For Miyu.

OH MY DOG, I just remembered the whole point of this entry.

Apparently there are a lot of things fibro peoples can't handle properly. Let me get the list..

I can't have::

+Wheat

+Dairy products

+Sugar

+Corn

+Citrus fruits

I need more of::

+5-HTP

+St. John's wort

+Magnesium citrate

+Vitamin B-6

SO. That leaves like nothing.

Vegan, much? I can eat.. like a rabbit. And yeah.

Time to look up recipes.

And..

OHMYDOG I want to go to Mayhem Fest this year. On my birthday. It is the closest place they are playing, too, on my birthday.

+Korn

+Rob Zombie

+Lamb of God

+Five Finger Death Punch

+Atreyu

+In This Moment

..are among the huge list of bands playing. COME ON. This one was built for me. Minus Manson. But he played last time so it's okay.

And er.. Hm. Maybe I shall play with mekkups again.

AND I want to dye my hair..

Vote for me?

Hot Hot Pink

Atomic Turquoise

Pick pick pick!

Love! Happiness! PONIES!!

Love and other indoor sports (like spazzing--yes, it IS a sport),

Blue Disastrous

::Empty With You::

Today wasn't such a good day for pain, as both Kai and I were vexed with our physical situations. But hopefully with sleep we'll both be okay.

I got a lot of new music today.

Alice in Chains--Black Gives Way to Blue

Deftones--White Pony

Korn--Issues

Orgy--Candyass

Orgy--Punk Statik Paranoia

Orgy--Vapor Transmission

The Used--Artwork

Good stuff. Especially when I am studying for Japanese. Which is the class I have tomorrow. Meaning tutoring and maybe the final. Meep. But that is all okay. Because I have cake in the oven. This cake mix was meant for Matt's super-late birthday mega-cupcake. Too bad. I have another reason to celebrate.

Guess?

"Dear Brittany,

Congratulations on your conditional admission to California State University, Monterey Bay!"

Yes!! Blue wins.

It's not a guaranteed thing, but if I send in all of my stuff (transcript, official registration fee, etc.) and pass all of my classes, I will be going back with Kai in the fall!

And, liek, wooah, I can actually learn something. Which is exciting.

Yay! I am on my way to becoming a--well, whatever requires my major. Integrated Studies Special Major. Also known as the Throw-In-Whatever-The-Hell-You-Want Major. Which, for me, will be a mixed TAT/VPA/MPA. Nice? I think so.

Anyway, I shall stop rambling about this.

My Funfetti is nearly done cooling.

Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease let all of our parents agree on loftie. It is the only thing pulling me through this semester.

And I cannot wait to finally be able to lay with Kai in our own bed.

To-Do:

+Drop off the giant pillow

+Bake Matt his late-as-hell birthday cupcake

+Drop off said cupcake

+Make it to school without keeling over

+Japanese: PAY ATTENTION AND PRACTICE. And this does not mean repeating everything Miyu tells me to. At least when Takada-sensei isn't asking me.

+Study for the Japanese final with Angie on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, if possible

+Take said Japanese final

+Send in transcript to colleges

+Go to eye appointment--do not blind self or stab eyes out before then

+Go to doctor appointment--do not die before then

+Take more pictures

+Get EPT/ELM scores and send them to colleges (unless.. wait, I think I told them to send them on my answer sheet thingy. No. Thingymajigger. There we go..)

+Get permission for loft from Mum

+DO NOT STRESS

Love and other indoor sports (like fish-hiding),

Blue Disastrous

::Fueteru Kuchiberu::

One subject to go before sending in my transcript. I'm excited. The time is coming--the period of waiting for approval by people much older and wiser who do not understand young people at all. But I can't wait! Soon after said approval, I shall be living with Kai. Which is good. Very good.

Anyway, today I went to school. Yay! Japanese, free period, and Music.

Japanese was interesting as usual. We talked about how the commercials in Japan are better than the shows.

POKI!!

Anata mo watashi mo Pocky! Love.

Anata mo watashi mo Pocky! Summer.

Anata mo watashi mo Pocky! Zombie.

Go watch. Or else. The Pocky Mum/Pervvy Fisherman/Zombies will get you.

Anyway, after Takada-sensei and Miyu-san sang this, the rest of the class was pretty good too.

So after class, I asked for the vocab I missed from the two months. Takada-sensei was like, "Hm, a good person to ask would be.. Kumamoto-san." We both lean slant-way around the wall to call her--but she is talking with another teacher. So we wait. Slant-way. We were a totem pole. It was crazy.

But Kumamoto-san did really catch me up. Yay! Final, here I come!

Free period time (which was also Kumamoto-san/Aoi study time). I went to find Niemi, only to find he was not in his office and I had walked into my old Careers class, where everyone shut up and stared at me. Facepalm. So I slunk out of there, embarrassed, to go sit in the car with mum, as it was raining and all the classrooms were full.

But then Niemi quickly opened a window from the last building I passed, leapt half-way out and shouted, "NO. Don't think you're going anywhere, Missy! You can wait in my office." So I went back into the full classroom, fought my way past the solid curtain thing in front of his office door and sat and waited. Waited. Waited. Finally he came in.

I got a stack of House stickers! Er, Hogwarts Houses. I have been labeled a Hufflepuff all day. Even Lytle looked at me oddly.

After the break, I went on over to my music class. I took my final. Easy. A guy who wasn't even in the class took my bass (not Skittles, the class bass) so I was sitting doing nothing for an hour and a half. Whee.

After school Mum took me to the mall, and soon after we arrived, Dustin and co. came by to our huge round table. "What does my name look like in Japanese?"

At least I got in some practice.

Dustin and I walked about the mall a bit. I found an awesome jacket. We ran into his friends. They were really nice.. and I only spoke to them in Japanese. It was funny.

Then I had to leave.

Car ride.

Home.

Choco lactose-free milk.

This.

TAH DAH. My lovely day.

I will finish the day with making the lesbo pillow more smooth..

And.. I dunno. Some studying for Japanese. Yay.

..And I really want that loft now.

To-Do:

+Drop off the giant pillow

+Bake Matt his late-as-hell birthday cupcake

+Drop off said cupcake

+Make it to school without keeling over

+Japanese: PAY ATTENTION AND PRACTICE. And this does not mean repeating everything Miyu tells me to. At least when Takada-sensei isn't asking me.

+Study for the Japanese final with Angie on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, if possible

+Take said Japanese final

he final

+Send in transcript to colleges

+Go to eye appointment--do not blind self or stab eyes out before then

+Go to doctor appointment--do not die before then

+Take more pictures

+Get EPT/ELM scores and send them to colleges (unless.. wait, I think I told them to send them on my answer sheet thingy. No. Thingymajigger. There we go..)

+DO NOT STRESS

Love and other indoor sports (projectile--ftw),

Blue Disastrous

::Non-Stick Surfaces::

Aaand I'm back! Sheesh. Anyway, forward!

So Matt and I went to see Avatar, and cut into the somewhat-front of the line. Which is pictured below. It was, as my grandma says, ridiculous.
After the movie, we went to BN across the parking lot, which was hectic as usual. Which is why I stole a piece of Matt's cookie without his notice. Much. MY COOKIE.
Soon we found out that love does exist in every creature..
..and that, indeed, It DOES Fit.
Exciting, no?! Apparently not, as a random old guy with a random fluffy snickerpoodle glared at our enthusiasm. Sheesh. What a party pooper.
At the end of our visit, we began making faces at our parents, who were talking and talking.. and talking, and talking, and talking..

Migraine faces?


After THAT whole eventful day, I went to spend what was left of the evening with Kai. Except then we got hungry. So, on to Savemart! Where I successfully stole many pictures with my camera that no one heard turning on, and Kai always would make a face at this. Like so.
I think he secretly likes being a supermodel.. What do you think? An awkward self-check-out later, we went back to his house to make our delicious meal.. of chikkin nuggets shaped like dinosaurs. This picture is before the watering hole was added, but you get the idea.
Boredom.. Mistaking Kai's knee for cake.. and then getting a message from Mum telling me it was time to leave. Figures.
Another day, another adventure. I'm not quite sure WHY we went to the Modesto mall.. Was it coming back from Aunt Nancy's on New Year's fiiiirst day? Something like that. It was a fun day, that's all I remember. We got some knock-off Fantasy Belts and Sixlets and Runts from the candy store, where we found these excellent Gummi Red Lobsters.
Later that day, or maybe it was the next day, or some day.. Er, anyway, we got around to watching the Notebook, which successfully made me cry a few times. In this romantic mushy mood, we decided, at Kai's suggestion, to make dinner together. It was amazing, especially for two people who had no clue what they were doing.
You know, that was a really great week. I did get to see Kai a lot, AND get out of the house for once. It also started our obsession with Pokemon cards, and drained my wallet (okay, pocket) of 60$ for said cards. Yes. That is obsession. Constant runs to different Targets and even Krier's for new cards.

Oh, look, he made a new face while we were out and about! Don't give me that look, mister.. That is MY look.
All that week, my mum and I were staying at Aunt Nancy's. Jamie was there too, and she brought her cat, Faith, who seriously had a good kitty attitude. And she too had a drunk picture. Why do all cats start out their photoshoots this way?
Several shots later, I was bored, she was tired. And then Mum and I left to go back home.
So, recently I have applied for a job at Edible Arrangements. The head lady, Luba, emailed me back. I got a mini interview and a training session. It was seriously fun, and in my opinion, that is the best job a teen can get starting out. Yay! I get to save for a car!

And, as usual, I was taking random pictures on the way back. I caught this one, and I'm rather proud of it. The only Photoshopping done was resizing.

Also as usual, my cat has been sneaking into the house increasingly, and he is quite a character. As an added bonus, he doubles as a foot and tummy warmer during the night. Not at the same time, unfortunately.
The 17th was Matt's 17th birthday! Yay! Poor guy, his plans for his birthday were cancelled, so I went to hang out with him the day before. I swear, when we're together hilarity and disaster ensues. Ha, AVPM reference. Anyway, anything serious turns into a joke, and everything that is meant to be funny is made drastically important. Such as this paint can. Matt decided to wrangle it himself. Brave, brave Matt. Does he look like he's joking to you? ..Well, maybe.
The stairwell on Sears' bottom floor, outside in the parking garage that's fit for a horror movie, has become our spot. Talking about our latest news, complaining about rules, and scaring random customers about to go into the store--that's just what we do. While I was contemplating sliding down the rail (again), the birthday boy got some random gold paper from his pocket and made us matching cranes. CRANES. I mean, other than those awesome talented Asians, who can DO that kind of thing? Right, he's adopted Asian. Excuse me.
Before we had to leave, we traipsed on over to the other shopping center, with JC Penny's home store and Cost Plus, World Market. I love going to both of those places, naturally, as random foreign sweets and artifacts intrigue me, and I'm going nutty about preparing to decorate the studio in the summer, which is sadly still many months away.
Much to the JC Penny home store saleslady's annoyance, we sat our butts on every chair we could find. And stayed. It drove her nuts. But this chair was pretty cool. It rocks. Literally.
This picture was an afterthought, as we were both getting tired and wanted to go to the park by his house to do some art (yay for cool, fresh air).
On the way down the double staircase I saw these clocks all over the wall in the back. I NEEDED a picture. the one on the veeery bottom right, the cut-off spokes with mirrors, was the best clock ever. But I decided, at 250$, it wasn't THAT cool.
He is a tree! Or maybe, is he trying to hug air? Super-vegan? Nah. He's a tree.
And at the end of the day, I was dropped off--though Matt wanted to see ChristoFUR. The kitty wasn't too happy. All in all, it was a fun day.
And what have I been doing since then? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Well, that's a lie. I have been working almost non-stop on my Econ work and getting all caught up school-wise so I can send my updated transcript to the colleges. I'm really cutting it close..

And then Kai had to go and get me all into Safecracker. Which took about five or six of my work hours. Since beating the game, twice (my second run time was 1:20!), I haven't been able to concentrate on Econ, and I only have four lessons left. That's a bit annoying.

Then I remembered, HO SHAT, Sorting was upon Virtual Hogwarts. Specifically, my character's class. VH 18, Lilith Tempest has yet to be Sorted. We'll find out Valentine's Day. And she had better be a Hufflepuff.

It's been thundering lately.. Raining, too. That'll sure make the drive to Tracy fun, especially since the car has broken down three or four times in the past two weeks. We could have just bought a whole new car.. But no.

Either way, I get to see Kai. Which is nice.

I am NOT Kate Gosslin.

Oh, look at the time. The ginormous cupcake is done.

Love and other indoor sports (like telling the world about things they don't care about--if that's a sport, I'd win),

Blue Disastrous

::Sleepless in SModesto::

And why am I watching Paid Programming at midnight? Because I have nothing better to do when I wake up pissed off because a dream turned into an annoyance and no one is up.
I suppose I can try Zak. He'll probably throw his cat at me though. Or something drastic. He always does things like that.
Hm, look at those people walking down the beach.. with their horse on a leash?! Woah. I mean, getting in shape is one thing, but no gadget can make you lose enough weight and gain enough endurance to keep up with a HORSE when they start chasing after a squirrel.
Pff! Those are SO not your "before" pants, guy. You're just holding up randomly large pants.
Oh. Wait a minute. This infomercial showed Chuck Norris. This must be a legit product if it can turn me into Chuck Norris.
In Soviet Russia, ass DOESN'T kick Chuck Norris. It wouldn't dare.
So now I'm re-obsessed with Harry Potter. THANKS, A Very Potter Musical.

Gotta love that Draco-y goodness.

Love and other indoor sports (like.. not that product),
Blue Disastrous

::We Are Related To..::

So today I'm bored while watching the Harry Potter marathon, a weird thing. So I go to my blog and hit "Next Blog" to search for random people. But every blog was about religion. Apparently the "Next Blog" button is supposed to take us to related blogs. And you all know how religious I am.

The same thing with Clara's blog, every one after it was about spreading the word of Christ.

Then Lyn-z's, and after hers came tons of blogs about athletics.

James' blog is apparently about gadgets that are unusual.

Lastly, Maria's is apparently about babies and pregnancy.

There is definitely something wrong with the button.

Love and other indoor sports (like smashing glass over the Great Hall),

Blue Disastrous

::RAAAWR::

I'm.. so.. mad.. Buu!

Stupid Dr. Horrible won't BUFFER ITSELFEDNESS fast enough. Shut up, Kai, I know you're going to go, "Hey, I got you hooked on it! Hahaha!" Except not so stupidly. Anyway.

And then Shaun of the Dead won't go onto my iPod because I don't even know why and it's really a bother.

So I have to keep going from the room Lyn-z and I are going to sleep in to this room where I am now because it's the only one of two rooms not occupied right now. Unless I go in the garage. But that's cold. So.

Sigh.

I really want to watch SOMETHING.

Grr..

Um..

So..

Now I want to write. But my laptop must stay out here. Buu.

Hello.

Goodbye.

Goodnight.

Love and other indoor sports (like a hissing match with a Jewish cat),

Blue Disastrous

::So.. Bright..::

I've switched to Google Chrome, finally. Internet Explorer stopped working and all. But now my settings are gone--I used to have all the white blank parts of a webpage black, all the text purple, links green and orange, and just.. It was awesome. But now I'm back to plain black and white. Buu.

So! I'm about to go see my Fetus Buddeh. She is super mega awesome foxy delicious.

And er.. Yeah. I should be getting Borderlands and Fallout 3 sometime soon. I'm excited for that.

And also for seeing A Very Potter Musical again.

You know, I realised I type a LOT faster now, since I blog a lot and such.

Dr. Pepper Cherry is yum.

Gotta go now.

Love and other indoor sports (like eye-crossing),

Blue Disastrous

::Pigfarts!::

Before I forget, here is my post from NaNoWriMo's Harry Potter thread:

*facepalms and holds it while letting out a long breath*

Harry Potter.

Harry Potter.

Parry Otter.
Need I say anything else?

House: HufflepuffCharacter(s): Luna, Snape, Draco, LUPIN, Tonks, and Bellatrix.

Book: Though I've read the first six at least fifteen times each, I've only read Deathly Hallows once (on vacation in Hawaii, which really annoyed my dad when we were supposed to be doing Very Fun Activities starting the day it came out when I was so
disappointed because he AND my cousin, the only other people there with me who
could drive, both fell asleep when they had both promised to take me at midnight
to get it). So I can't quite remember all that happened in the book, except I
know I cried when Lupin died. I cried at all the appropriate parts with Snape. I
cried when I finished the book, since it was over. Done. Finished. Anyway, to
the point.. I'm going to have to say Half-Blood Prince. Though it'll probably be
Deathly Hallows when I get a new copy (as I left my original one at my dad's
house, which was lost when I sort of moved out and he threw out all my
stuff).

Movie: Prisoner of Azkaban. Hands down. Lupin-y goodness. I could froth at the mouth.

Quiddich: I'd probably be a Seeker. I'm not coordinated enough to be a Chaser, in complete sync with other people who either will toss a ball at me or will try to keep it away from me. Then I also am not strong enough to be a Beater. And a Keeper? Balls flung at me or in a complete opposite direction? No thanks. But I am good at finding things (must be the Hufflepuff in me--but WHAT THE HELL IS A HUFFLEPUFF?! Mm, AVPM).

I've been re-reading the whole series sans Deathly Hallows for about a month now, one immediately after another. My boyfriend does NOT understand why I'd want to keep reading the same books over and over. I rawr at him, he growls at me. And then I read again. It's lovely.
And here I am, listening to AVPM while having a constant "Snape,
Snape, Severus Snape--DUMBLEDORE!!" stuck in my head from Potter Puppet Pals. I am craving more Harry Potter goodness, and finding not much, I think I'll make some videos. Or something. It would be fun.
And my last comment.. is that I want to learn how to quilt solely to make a Hufflepuff quilt for my dorm room.

So yeah. I am quite a sad being.
Happy Turkey Day! Well. Not. Because now it's Black Friday. Whatever.
Monday, Mum and I went to pick up Kai. We were dropped off at Stoneridge Mall when it opened at ten and picked up at four-thirty? Or maybe just four.
In that time span, we wandered around, discovered Sanrio was gone and in its place is a really yummy sorbet and gelato place. I had chocolate hazelnut gelato and Kai got a freakish mix of cookies and cream and blackberry caberet somethingFrench which was actually kind of good. Not my cup of tea. I mean wine. Yeah, he had tea later too, served by a guy who looked like he was into Kai. Which totally wasn't awkward at all.
And then Kai told Miki to come to the mall. So she did. And then we went around to the other side of the mall, but outside, where she proceeded to smoke a pack of cigarettes and tell us all about her latest failed relationship (when I wanted to go and key his car as much as she wanted to). And then she left for work like right after.
So then Kai and I went back inside and sat on one of the couches randomly lying around the middle of the mall by the perverted show of Santa Claus. Then we got picked up.
And then we went to my Aunt-but-not-really-Aunt Nancy's house. I dunno what happened the rest of the--oooooh. Now I remember. But never you mind. Hah. We basically watched random stuff in the back room.
Then we made the bed and snuggled and slept.
Next day, woke up. Played Wii. Made pizza. Dr. Horrible. Um. What else? I dunno. But more snuggle. Redline. Laughing ourselves silly. Wii again. Kai got tired so more snuggle. He slept. I became Way Too Emotional and was awake all but one hour or so of the night.
Woke up again. Food. Wii. Got dressed. Left Aunt-but-not-really-Aunt Nancy's house. Took Kai Way Out of the Way to meet his sister and hand him over. Then Mum and I drove like two hours to get back home. And we were tired.
Genuine sleep.
Woke up and realised Real-Aunt Connie and Cousin Erica were here. Watched the Purina National Dog Show. We were right. Sadie the Scottish Terrier won Best in Show, her 100th win. We watched random things and then went to go cook for the Thanksgiving Feast we have every year.
Rest of the Family comes over and hilarity ensues. Especially when we watched the home videos of Every Cousin Except Blue as a Young Tyke.
By the way, the Very Random-Looking Capitalisation isn't random at all, it's what I believe to be Important Enough to look like a Very Proper Noun. So regard them all as such. Thanks.
Anyway. Then everyone left. And now I'm very sad. I feel abandoned by everyone.
So I guess I'll go to sleep.

Love and other indoor sports (like searching for pain-killers),
Blue Disastrous

P.S. Why did I completely detail this week thus far? Because I felt like it. The only two people who ever read it are my follwers, and even then, that's Very Exremely Iffy. The only proof I have is my one comment. And then Kai saying he reads them. But I dunno that for sure.
P.P.S. I had a dream there was a tornado, but we had to drive to this shelter place, and outside of it we had to watch an Adam Lambert video and then Skype with him while he asked us a trivia question about his personal life. Which we didn't know, so we were locked outside. And we got back in the car, where the tornado picked us up. And there was a cow there. In the tornado, not the car.
P.P.P.S. Really, goodnight now.