Monday, May 14, 2007

So, let's fill in what's happened in these last few days:

I went to my Washington D.C. Field trip with the ROTC. I had tons of fun! We went to the Marine Corp Museum where they had the coolest exhibits on wars and stuff, we saw a little 12 minute movie on it too and we bought a M.R.E. (Meal ready to eat, it's a military food and people overseas fighting in Iraq for example, eat these).

Then we went to the 8th and I parade where we got to sit tightly together in the stands where it was humid and hot, but soo worth it since we got to see the Silent drill platoon, the President's own along with the Commandant's own. I sat beside Mer(Who was just as scared as me when they shot the cannons!) and Sophia (who fell asleep on my arm!) and I had Zack between my legs (I know that sounds wrong but have you ever sat tightly together in stands??? The person sitting in front of you is definetely sitting between your legs!) and yeah, it was hella fun!~

We came back at like, 12:30 at night! Best part, I think, is the time :)

Saturday, I went to watch the new Spiderman movie. That was pretty cool, I hate myself for thinking that the "black" spiderman (with the hair over his face and that horrid attitude) is actually kinda hot. Damn me!!

So then sunday, we went walking. My sister and I walked to the park, played around, I listened to my I-pod..... it was good.

Today, I slept till late (0745!) and came to school in a good mood :) I am in study hall now, and am looking forward to ending this day!

Okay, that's it for today! I'll leave you with one quote that came to me saturday: "Never judge a day before you live it!"

Annnnd on to the funy stuff!~:


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Monday, May 7, 2007

Morning everyone!


It's May 7, 2007! I'm in a good mood!


Considering it's like 10:06 in the dang morning, that's a pretty good thing!

So, I woke up this morning, looked at the clock and realize I had ONE HOUR AND A HALF more of time to just sleep! I was happy! Like I woke up again and there was still time to sleep and I was like "Weeeee!"

I had no breakfast but I brought some hot dogs and an egg roll for lunch so I'm good! Oh and mango juice, woot!

My classes have been fun and I just lost a fight with a pen......don't ask ^_^

Oh and I have finally put up the first page for my comic! It's just like a beginning chapter thing but I have the next page already drawn and just need to finish it on the computer and should be up on wednesday! So pleeeeeease check it out?

Http://www.drunkduck.com/Amistad

Maybe make an account and comment it?
Oh and it contains yaoi, nothing extravagant-ish or extremely sexual, just basic sentimental stuff, k?


So anyways, fun stuff?










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Monday, April 30, 2007

So, Prom.......

was...........




GREAT!!!!!!!


I mean, awesomely greatly and every positive noun out there great! I had a good time dancing and drinking punch, my friends and I were as weird as ever and we were so intoxicated with having fun by the end of the night that we ended up kissing each other! Yep, we lost inhibitions and everybody started giving each pecks, haha. I kissed my gay friend, and both my best friends.

Next day after that, as I am going over the night's events I realize "Unholy hell, I kissed my best friend!" It was very funny!

All in all, I had fun. We all laughed about our moments at the dance and let it go as just one of the many things that happen when you're a teenager :)

I fell into bed, literally, at 1 in the morning with my dress still on, hair still in place, and make-up not washed off. Needless to say, the next morning, my mirror broke.

I came out to say "morning" and my dad looked at me for a second as if deciding whether to say something or not, then confidently spoke. "Honey, you look beautiful." Meanwhile he was grinning in a way that told me he was keeping back from making fun of me for fear of woman rage or something.

Thank God my brother doesn't live home anymore. He would have made jokes about Chewbaccas and whatnot…..

Dumbbutt.


Anyways, everything pretty much uneventful. I spent the rest of the weekend between phone calls, myspace, 7-11 trips for food and yeah, laziness. I am now back at school, I have a horrid cold which started last week but fully hit me today. I shouldn't be at school as I can't even taste food because of how high my fever is but I have to hand in an outline at my English Honors class and my teacher is anal about deadlines so...... On top of that, that class is the last of the day so I can't even go home early.

Ugh, my throat hurts, my head is swimming, I feel cold and feverish, my stomach feels like it's been thru a roller coaster several times and I still have the rest of the day to go.

Joy @_@


Enough about my selfish problems, on to the good stuff:

I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year old again.

I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four-star restaurant.

I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make ripples with rocks.

I want to think M&Ms are better than money because you can eat them.

I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer's day.

I want to find back the taste of strawberries as a child, they don't seem to be the same anymore.

I want to spin around and around like a whipping top, till I drop and heaven turns all around me, without anyone looking at me as if I have lost my marbles.

I want to play with my marbles again and remember all the complicated rules you had created as a kid for playing with coins, marbles .... (and the feeling when you won new ones)

I want to dance and jump naked again in my garden in the hot summer rain, completely unconscious of my body as such, just feeling great.

I want to eat chocolate and ice cream and hamburgers again, without any form of bad conscience.

I want to shout again when I am angry, cry when I am sad and laugh out loud, with my mouth full of food, not even thinking to restrain myself, because I don't care what others might think of me.

I want to return to a time when life was simple. When all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.

All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.

I want to think the world is fair.

That everyone is honest and good.

I want to believe that anything is possible.

I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.

I want to live simple again.

I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.

I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.

So....here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my 401K statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood.

And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, 'cause, "TAG! YOU'RE IT!!!!"



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Have a lovely day!~



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Monday, April 23, 2007

So, sorry about the last few days of no post! Every time I tried to post, the comp logged me off and finally I just quit! But I'm back and I'm more happier about prom than before.

Got the most beautiful dress, here, lemme show you:

http://www.davidsprom.com/dresses_detail.jsp?i=1477&g=0&p=2&s=4433

Tell me what you think! I spent the longest time looking for one and this is what I chose. ^_^

And I'm decorating it with some black jewelry because it contrasts and some black heels (they're sooooo slu**y!) but my mommy chose them so now I gotta wear them~

I'm quite possibly going with my guy best friend (the one on the pic) we're not sure yet. And, yeah, my prom is this saturday. Got the money. Just gonna buy the ticket tomorrow. Yaiii!!

Let's see, nothing else has happened. This has been a pretty good week, nothing too eventful. Friends as crazy as ever, I'm thinking of doing a little page on my best friend's greetings towards me and other stuff......OOOOOH, now I MUST draw! Yainess!

Here's some stuff:

-Since light travels faster than sound, is that why some people appear bright until they speak?

-I'm like poop. The older I get the easier I am to pick up!

-Coffee, Chocolate, and Men - some things are just better rich.

-I believe in dragons, good men, and other fantasy creatures.

-Willing to lie about how we met!

-Where’s “Clever Opening Lines for Dummies” When You Need It?

-How many more frogs do I have to kiss to find my prince?

-Love is a sweet dream and marriage is the alarm clock.

-Ready for the three ring circus: engagement ring, wedding ring, suffering.

-Girls are like phones. They like to be held and talked to, but if you press the wrong button you'll be disconnected.

-Tired of shopping the Damaged Goods department.

-I'm the best singer in my car!

-Looking for a man with a large bulge-- in his back right pocket.

-Finding a good man is like nailing Jello to a tree!

-I'll jump on Oprah's couch for you!


Best Joke thingy ever!!! (And daddy, you should so read this, haha):

Top Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Teenage Daughter- and Living.


Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.


Rule Two:


You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.


Rule Three:


I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.


Rule Four:


I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.


Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."


Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter.
Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.


Rule Seven:


As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?


Rule Eight:


The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka -- zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.


Rule Nine:


Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.


Rule Ten:


Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car -- there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine





Another one!::


This is the fairy tale that should have beenread to us when we were little girls:

Once upon a timein a land far away, a beautiful, independent,
self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat
contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle.
The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: "Elegant Lady,
I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back
into the dapper, young prince that I am and then, my sweet,
we can marry and set up housekeeping my castle
with my mother,where you can prepare my meals,
clean my clothes, bear my children,
and forever feel grateful and happy doing so. "

That night,as the princess dined sumptuously
on lightly sauteed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion cream sauce,
she chuckled and thought to herself:
I don't fuckin' think so.



Annnnd that's it!~
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