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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

   dead on the first day
hey yal, it's shorty here. for those of you who don't know, min gave me the nickname "shorty" in volleyball. today was the first day of school and i'm already sore. gawd i'm sore! i hurt every where. sigh, life's hard. i still need to clean out the dish washer, fold clothes, and blah, blah, blah. *boy am i enthusiastic* right now i'm watching yu yu hakusho on youtube. dark tournament is awesome! sigh, tomorrow's another day though. later.


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Monday, August 28, 2006

   today's the day!
it's the 6th grade orientation. i keep thinking that i'll do something stupid. i hope i don't. dear god please don't let me mess up!!! i've done something different with my hair, so i dunno. well, wish me luck.
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Saturday, August 26, 2006

   my site!!!
i tried to change the background so that it would look better, but i can't see it. tell me can any of you see it?
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Friday, August 25, 2006

   problems with mom
well that's only part of the problem, you see, my mother and i don't exactly have the complete "mother daughter relationship" thing. and i have been doing everything i can, but she doesn't listen, and she doesn't like it when i try to explain things to her. and so, she's been nit-picking about everything! anything she can find! sigh, god give me the strength. please wish me luck to survive for a little while. she gets to stay home for 4 days now so i'm as you can probably imagine, ecstatic (sp?). god help me

well, that and yesterday i went to my WEB meeting. WEB stands for where everybody belongs. or is it where everyone belongs? i dunno, does it even matter? well it's a program for the new 6th graders, and the 8th graders run it. we show them the school and show how it's not right to bully other people. stuff like that, and apparently we're also role models for them. lol, i can't even begin to imagine how twisted the kids that the bob-twit (my best friend's boyfriend) will be. he's pretty much as insane as my best friend minda. lol. and the ones that are under me will be even more twisted, more or less because i don't do well under stress. sigh. well monday is the 6th grade orientation and that means dooms day for us. i gotta go. wish me luck, i'll be needing it.

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Tuesday, August 22, 2006

   nervous about school schedules
ok, so today we can go up to our school and get the schedules for this year. i want to be in a few more classes with my friend melinda, and her boyfriend bobby. seeing as how they get in trouble for making out in class, i want to see how much trouble they get in for 8th grade. yes i am in 8th grade! lol, bet some of you didn't realize that. well, i'm planning on going up there in a few min with minda so wish me luck!
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Thursday, August 17, 2006

   spokane and late medicine
hello. i'm in spokane, visiting family. and i took my meds late. now before you go jumping to crazy conclusions, i only have a.d.d. (attention deceifit *sp?* disorder for those who don't know) when i tell people they seem really suprised. maybe it's because of the stereotype that evreyone with a.d.d. is hyper.


so right now i'm pretty much random as one can get. the disease only keeps me from concentrating. like, if i don't take my medicine, i will stare at nothing for hours if people let me. and for no apparent reason. strange huh? well, that's about all i can do for clarification. time for dinner.

Quote of the day:
"... i'm sorry what were we talking about? or were we even talking? do i know you?" ~me

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Monday, August 7, 2006

i lied about that last part. of course i'll visit yall's sites.
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   good news and bad news, then even worse news
hello. the good news is i'm not mike rowe (for those of you who do not watch "dirty jobs" on discovery channel, ignore the last comment) ok, ok, that wasn't the good news. the good news is that i don't have to go to the state fair today. the bad news is, my leg is injured. i fell off my bike on friday, and i now have a huge scrape on my knee right where you have to bend your knee to walk. it hurts. and the even worse news, i didn't find my zoo tycoon. i'm beginning to hate the world... well, sorry but i'm not going to be visiting sites today, i have to go to see the movie, "barnyard". god help me. i can't deal with stupid movies...
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Thursday, August 3, 2006

i can't find my zoo tycoon!!!! i love that game but it's gone!!!! *sobs* i can't believe i lost it...
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Sunday, July 30, 2006

   camp continued... the mud massacre
sorry that i didn't add yesterday, i was grounded. but now i'm back!

anyway! back to the subject, there were thousands of awesome games!!! which all involved getting wet, well most of them anyway. one of them involved mud. and the mud was in a swampish area. it was about 75% some sorta poo and 25% actual mud. now, how many of you know what/who monk is? well for those of you who know what/who that is, you know how he is about everything, especially germs, it seems that i'm that way about swamp mud.

so i'm like to my counselor "there is no way that i'm going in there. you know the show monk? i'm like that about this kinda mud." but the other one tells me that if she's going in then i can to. so we get into the mud. you know the kind of mud that your feet sink down into? that's the kinda mud we were in, now both my scream and hurl meters were pretty full, about half way. then they tell us, that we have to play leap frog in this smelly, malaria infested mud. so we do. now my scream and hurl meters are really close to breaching. i'm suppressing my screams of horror. so we get done. can anyone guess what happens next? they announce MUD FIGHT!!! the team to get the dirtiest wins. so i grab a handful of mud, i'm so close to screaming, and hurl it (not puke it) at somebody. then i start to get plastered with mud. and i don't know who this s.o.b. was but they land a hit of mud smack on my face. i now have mud on my face and in my mouth. i'm gonna quote mike on this.

"You know when you're stomach tells your brain, 'brain this is stomach. we're gonna hurl in about 15 seconds.' and your brain is like ' no! we're gonna get up and go to the bathroom and hurl like a decent person.' so your brain pages the legs. 'legs get us outta here!' and your legs are like 'ain't gonna happen.' stomach starts to count down '10, 9, 8, ..."

that's how i was feeling. my body was even beginning to gag *i know tmi* so another counselor comes over to me and asks the most stupid question in the world, "are you all right?"

HELLO!!!! i'm standing here making gagging noises with my mouth! my body is as taught as a bowstring! and people around me are throwing mud, and continuing to plaster me with said mud!!! and my answer, i can't even answer. cause my stomach is like talk and we're giving all the contents of your breakfast to show the whole world!

so i shake my head.

and bless her heart, she pulls me outta the mud and takes me to firm ground and says again, "Colleen are you okay."

all i can manage to get out without the chance of hurling is "get... this... mud... offa... my... mouth...!" and bless her god, she takes off her shirt (we're all plastered in mud and everyone has their bathing suits on under their clothes except for me cause i'm a total idiot) and wipes off my mouth with a clean part of her shirt. i look at her pleadingly. i'm soaked with water from before and am plastered with dirt. i manage to get out the word "shower" and she takes me up to them.

and here is what i hated about that place, everything was about half of a mile away from one another. the lake was 1/2 a mile away from the cabins, the mess hall, and of course the showers. i'm in soaking wet jeans, and t-shirt, and those get heavy for those of you who haven't tried it to walk in. so finally i get half way to the showers, and i tell the counselor, "Jolica, i need to get a towel and soap." in my mind i add lots and lots of soap. and she lets me go to the cabin and get some. mind you i was covered in half dried mud. my hair was in french braids so it wasn't damaged enough for me to take them out. so i just take my shower, and i come out and see jolica. the words that come out of my mouth were "it's never felt so good to be clean." and to tell you the truth, during the entire time i was covered in that muck, i was thinking about the episode of monk, where he was taken to the cleanest room on earth. i kept thinking how nice it would've been to be in there.

well that's all the time i got for this post. if i think of anything else that's really exciting, i'll typr more. laundry awaits.

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