Well, I think my love meter is at a record high today. :) For cereals, I've never felt so loved after coming back from an illness, I think I was tacklehugged today more times than should even be somewhat legal. It meant a lot of screams of delight and surprise to the dismay of anyone whose ears were too close to my general vicinity, but I rather enjoyed the whole thing. I feel a bit sorry for Tybalt who I apparently totally blew off according to Tea since I was busy having a reunion with her and Gretchen, but I didn't even know he was there, so poor boy. I'll talk to him later tonight anyway haha he'll live. Which somehow actually reminds me, I would like someone to please give me a magic do-my-buttloads-of-work wand since I have so much to make up. I knew about about half of it, and actually got a lot done, but now that I have even more I'm like OH boi kill me nowz. Especially because I went and bombed a math thingy today and since I had to go do it during her class period (teacher rules they're kinda odd in some ways) I now have to make up this big assignment. Not particularly looking forward to it, siiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.
Anyway, sometimes I wonder about some of the sophomores I know as my welcome back greeting from one of them was like "*HUGS* I MISSED YOU LETS HAVE SEX *attempts to slap my ass but misses and catches my leg*" My response: "Haha oh boy, maybe next week." *we part ways* I feel an odd sense of achievement that I can joke with people about them being in my pants. And then I remember that I have this joke with a lot of people, all of whom are female aside from that one sophomore for whom it is essentially a greeting. I feel pretty much like a pimp, guys WANT to get as much action as I clearly can manage. Hot damn.
OH and very important gossip not for Tybalt/Bryant's ears or someone shall probably die, although who depends on the circumstances. Anyway, the creator of one of my nicknames who shall be nicknamed, uhm, Bunnie (I promise that there is a legitimate sort of reasoning behind that nickname, if you think about it it works) and I are talking again. Not that we ever weren't talking; its just last year while each of us liked one of the Tybalt/Bryant twins and we hung out a lot for a short period of time before randomly stopping. Not that we got in a fight or anything, just we stopped liking them and thus no longer needed to confer in the corner about their every move, the result being we went back to our various friends but still remained on good terms. Anyway, she's in my french class and math class this year so we talk a little bit and after French today she needed to go see her track coach and took me with her. Which isn't the interesting part. The interesting part is what comes next - as we're walking back down the stairs our coversation goes something like this (it's the jist, I don't remember the exact words):
"SO. You know Tybalt? You know how you liked him?"
"Mhmm. I don't like him anymore. Although oddly now that I don't like him we talk a lot. Anyway, what about him?"
"WELL I didn't mean this in a sort of taking turns way, like I mean I didn't start this because you stopped, but after you didn't like him anymore and I didn't like Bryant I sort of liked Tybalt a bit over the summer and such. But like, I don't know if I really did/how much whatever but we were talking a texting a lot so I figured what the hell and we were at this pool party and I asked him to counties because yea. But like if you wanted to ask him to counties I didn't mean to take him from you and if you wanna go with him I'll totally step down and stuff." (this is me doing a quick summary, she was really vauge and it's pretty much the jist of what I got from what she said)
"Hahahahahaa, well, first of all, I feel very loved about how you'd do that. But second, don't worry. I'm not asking him to counties. I'm not planning on going."
"But, ugh, Kathrya, like, I mean, if you really wanted to you totally can. I dunno if I really wanna go with him like I don't regret asking but I don't knooooooooooow."
"Trust me it's fine. Just go together and enjoy it. Although I was pretty surprised you didn't ask Bryant. I think the whole world was surprised."
"Hahaha I know, but I mean, it was TWO YEARS and he never grew a pair and asked me out. Sometimes I wonder if he's annoyed I didn't ask him but whatever, that ship has sailed."
"Hahahaaahaa, yea, much agreed. Anyway, don't worry too much about counties. It will be totally fine :)"
And that's more or less about it. :D
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Don't make me swine all over you!
Really, Don't. It's a pretty good threat, even though I haven't been contagious for somewhere in the realm of a week and a half according to my doctor (you can infect people way before your symptoms show up, but pretty much once you feel sick people can't catch it. It's the damnedest thing.). I found out today when skating that perhaps I'm not as well as I thought I was, considering about 5 minutes of exercise exhausts me thoroughly - not that it stopped me from skating for two hours. It's just now left me utterly useless to so much as stand up. I, however, will be brave and sleep on it and show up at school tomorrow (mainly due to my lack of a choice). It's somewhat sad since track starts tomorrow, and I won't be there. I will be home. Making up work and swine-ing all over the place (yes swine is now a verb).
Actually, this will probably end up knocking me out of the season since, me knowing me, I won't actually be capable of completing a track workout until I've completely kicked the flu (it pretty much zaps all muscle strength and endurance to the point where I am unsure how I am surviving gym tomorrow) and by then it will probably be next week or the week after. At which point I might not even do track. Or, yet again me being me, I might within the next twelve hours suddenly get all my forms together and be at practice on the morrow. Although it would be nice to take the winter off, which I wanted to do anyway. I wasn't going to do indoor period the end, but then friends talked me into it and my family just spent the last four days talking me back out of it. I do have legitimate concerns: I hate this season and only run one event, my knees and everything are going and I need time to heal, I will be skating regardless so it's not like I will be totally out of shape, and for at least the present I'm swine-ing to the point where two hours on the rink takes everything out of me as opposed to last year when it took a good three to four. I'm really just horribly afraid I will let down my friends. But I sooooo don't want to do indoor.
Ah well, I shall sit around and waver for a while and feel horribly guilty about not doing it, but for now I physically can't, we'll see about later (and besides I have about three years of work to make up from last week thank you Anatomy and Physiology).
Also Tybalt. Me. Dating. Only, NOT AT ALL. I thought I should say this definitively as I just endured hints from my very much adored best friend Racheal that we are. No, we're just strangely good friends for a male and a female. No extracurriculars, apologies. :) He's cute, but I think I would prefer to hug something that I don't feel like I could snap in half. (Yea, his hugs suck. Same with his brother's. They really need to have more female friends and be less awkward so they could have a chance to learn to give good hugs. Ah well.)
Also, I reallyreallyreallyreally have a mad need to see everyone in that math class. I miss not seeing you right after class everyday :C I'll be there to pick Tea and Gretchen up tomorrow! Goodie!
Actually, this will probably end up knocking me out of the season since, me knowing me, I won't actually be capable of completing a track workout until I've completely kicked the flu (it pretty much zaps all muscle strength and endurance to the point where I am unsure how I am surviving gym tomorrow) and by then it will probably be next week or the week after. At which point I might not even do track. Or, yet again me being me, I might within the next twelve hours suddenly get all my forms together and be at practice on the morrow. Although it would be nice to take the winter off, which I wanted to do anyway. I wasn't going to do indoor period the end, but then friends talked me into it and my family just spent the last four days talking me back out of it. I do have legitimate concerns: I hate this season and only run one event, my knees and everything are going and I need time to heal, I will be skating regardless so it's not like I will be totally out of shape, and for at least the present I'm swine-ing to the point where two hours on the rink takes everything out of me as opposed to last year when it took a good three to four. I'm really just horribly afraid I will let down my friends. But I sooooo don't want to do indoor.
Ah well, I shall sit around and waver for a while and feel horribly guilty about not doing it, but for now I physically can't, we'll see about later (and besides I have about three years of work to make up from last week thank you Anatomy and Physiology).
Also Tybalt. Me. Dating. Only, NOT AT ALL. I thought I should say this definitively as I just endured hints from my very much adored best friend Racheal that we are. No, we're just strangely good friends for a male and a female. No extracurriculars, apologies. :) He's cute, but I think I would prefer to hug something that I don't feel like I could snap in half. (Yea, his hugs suck. Same with his brother's. They really need to have more female friends and be less awkward so they could have a chance to learn to give good hugs. Ah well.)
Also, I reallyreallyreallyreally have a mad need to see everyone in that math class. I miss not seeing you right after class everyday :C I'll be there to pick Tea and Gretchen up tomorrow! Goodie!
Friday, November 27, 2009
That's what she said....
...essentially defines all the sounds coming from the next room, and it works too because about half of it a female really is saying. "I'm gonna have to make out with myself!" being the latest quote. Why do I know this, and moreover what other room am I talking about considering usually my room is the basement so there IS no room next door. Well, I'm down south for thanksgiving along with my younger brother and my older brother's girlfriend and the computer happens to be outside the older monster's room. Needless to say the door is closed and they are both inside. I suppose I would remove myself but that would make it difficult to go write this blog entry, and, more importantly, I really don't feel like doing work tonight. (Although I am very well aware that as soon as this is finished I will end up working. Sigh. I hate missing school.)
Actually, I just got hungry which means I'm going to post this and finish it later. Perhaps when I come back the lovebirds will have found something more, um, productive and less reproductive to do with themselves. (Not that they are having sex. Trust me they aren't that stupid.)
Actually, I just got hungry which means I'm going to post this and finish it later. Perhaps when I come back the lovebirds will have found something more, um, productive and less reproductive to do with themselves. (Not that they are having sex. Trust me they aren't that stupid.)
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
The Swine Flu Survival Guide
Surviving Swine Flu is really quite simple, as long as you make sure to keep these important tips in mind:
1. Don't expect to feel like anything even mildly resembling a human the first day. You will be something along the lines of a lump of thing that is incapable of doing anything other than sleep, wake up and make the occasional fevered grunt of appriciation for being sick, and then go back to sleep within the first five minutes. There will be no relief for you either because you will be unconcious for about a full twenty-four hours (grunts notwithstanding) so you will not be able to take pills or medication in general.
2. Use the bathroom before you get sick. That's right, get everything out of your system. You will not be able to get up for the first two days anyway, so that makes bathroom breaks somewhat difficult. Besides, even if by some miracle you do manage to sit up, you will probably collapse a few times on your way to and from the toilet. It's not a pretty sight. At all.
3. Stuff your face. I mean it. Eat as much as you possibly can because let me tell you, there will be absolutely no food consumed in any way, shape, or form until the evening of day 3. Nada. So either you are like me and have enough body fat that it doesn't matter, or you make sure you stock up on it right before you become totally incapacitated.
4. For christ's sake, buy some bleeding chapstick. You will just so regret it if you don't by the time you've gone through four tissue boxes and your lips are singing a chorus of "Hark, I fucking hurt."
5. Make sure you have friends willing to be horrible students and text in class. It breaks the monotony up a bit because you have someone to bitch to about how awful you feel and how much work you are about to have to make up.
6. You're contageous before your symptoms. So if your friends have swine and you've been hanging out around them, make sure you say hi to your worst enemy at least three times a day. That way if you get infected you might be able to take them out while you're at it.
7. Have a laptop. Sitting up will exhaust you and take energy, so just grab a laptop. You could practice being a cotton farmer on farmville or something, anything really, but it's a lot more interesting than watching television. Trust me, by the time you are on your fifth law and order SVU rerun you will want to go to school and be healthy so badly you would even start off with evil-teacher-from-the-black-lagoon's class.
8. Tylenol is magical. When it's day two and you're actually capable of being quasi-awake for more than two seconds at a time you'll be awake to really process just how awful and feverish you feel. This is when you go on a medication binge and have as much as often as the instructions permit in hopes you might feel a little less crappy. It doesn't do much, but it gives you piece of mind and well, it probably did something.
9. Go to the doctor, even though there isn't much point because it's a viral infection so it's not like it can be treated. You might get lucky and be one of the priveledged few to use the side enterance for special cases and go into the quarentine room. It's pretty awesome and you feel damn special. Not to mention no one can see you so if you really feel like it you can show up in say, a pig costume. Get it..... swine flu..... pig costume? Yea. I'm clever.
10. Try to pick a week you have nothing due. This way, when you actually make it back to school, you don't get completely, totally, and utterly owned by a workload.
And that's really about it. :) Now you guys will all be pros at managing to survive swine flu!
Also note for Tea: Sorry about vanishing on FB chat, it kicked me off for some reason and didn't like letting me back on.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
So. Fucking. Epic.
Is essentially the story of my weekend so far, so be prepared for an insanely long post.
Let us start with friday, shall we? Well, Jackie and I were supposed to go to a party, but we got there and it sucked. It was not only a total sausage fest with about two girls other than us, one of whom was the sibling of the host, but if you didn't want to get high there was nothing to do. So after about oh maybe twenty seconds and one massive second-hand-pot headache that made me completely positive I did NOT want to be here I turn to Jackie and am like, "HEY, lets go to the beach with people?" After about five seconds, she consents and we round up Excitable Asian and her lover boy, Short-Asian-Boy (SAB) and a few of his friends he decides to bring and head to the beach. Hilarities ensue on the car ride which are then followed by us all climbing up onto the roof with some vodka and beer. In retrospect, it was not a good move to drink on a roof, but no one got drunk (SAB was the only one even buzzed because he has ZERO tolerance) and I discovered straight vodka taste like cough syrup and spat it out. I will admit to some sips of beer which were almost all followed by Jackie taking the can or SAB wanting some but for those of you who are worried, I had maybe a quarter of the can TOPS. Not even buzzed. Points for me.
Anyway, after a while we all decided it was time to go to the playground and after some swinging an epic game of truth or dare commenced. Some of the better dares: I recieved a lap dance from SAB, Jackie gave SAB a lap dance, I have now kissed both Jackie and SAB on the cheek, SAB's friend has been kissed on the elbow by both me and Jackie and I slapped his ass. SAB called up someone and left a message professing his undying love, my hair got chewed on, and Lover Boy mooned a car. SAB also had to play a stripper and strip down to his boxers while his friend had to run around with his pants down to his ankles. A lot of fun was had. :)
Anyway, at some point during all this we decided to go to the Diner after being joined by more of SAB's friends. Thus I had Lover Boy drive my car because although ample time had passed and I hadn't even been buzzed it was legal for him to drive people and I didn't want to take a chance with someone else in the car. We arrived at the Diner and had wonderful conversations before leaving as the entirety of our school started to drift in - great timing for leaving on our part. I am proud of us.
Anyway, I took SAB to his friend's house (not the one present for Truth or Dare) and Jackie drove his friend there. (I was driving again because it was like two and a half hours since several sips of alcohol. So I figured it was all through me and besides felt fine.) Except her key was bent and they had to unbend it in order for her to be able to actually use her car, thus SAB and I got to his friend's house way before them. Of course since the tech party was being held there and his friend had yet to arrive SAB didn't want to go in, thus as a result we sat in my car with my windows open and the music on so loud my car was shaking a bit. Needless to say we got a lot of strange looks as people poured into the party. Actually, when Jackie and SAB's friend arrived SAB climbed out of my window to get out of the car, apparently deciding that the door was overrated.... and after this Jackie and I returned to her place in time for curfew and sleep.
Needless to say, it was quite the epic friday night.
On to saturday.
First I slept until eleven (still surprized Jackie didn't wake me up), then post breakfast, chatter, and attempting to contact Tea to drag her along with us, we made cookies after which we randomly showed up at Tybalt and Bryant's house. Like, literally randomly. We drove there with cookies and then I texted Tybalt to check his driveway and had him call Bryant out once he got out there. Needless to say, they appriciated the cookies and then invited us inside. We all hung out for a while before Jackie left to go witness horrible literature in movie format and I stayed put. (According to Tybalt I was there for five hours. I wouldn't know, didn't bother to do the math.) Anyway, more epic conversations were had and then I left because it was my little brother's birthday. Post birthday dinner and cake an epic debate took place (it's on the scrabble board picture on facebook if anyone feels like reading it) resulting in Excitable Asian and Tybalt deciding they will fight. Apparently it's actually happening, all that lacks is a date - and I for one think Tybalt will loose.
Two final thoughts:
Apologies for the lack of particularly good writing; whenever I have a lot to say my writing skizzles pretty much go to hell. And finally, kudos to anyone who actually read all this hahahahhaa
Let us start with friday, shall we? Well, Jackie and I were supposed to go to a party, but we got there and it sucked. It was not only a total sausage fest with about two girls other than us, one of whom was the sibling of the host, but if you didn't want to get high there was nothing to do. So after about oh maybe twenty seconds and one massive second-hand-pot headache that made me completely positive I did NOT want to be here I turn to Jackie and am like, "HEY, lets go to the beach with people?" After about five seconds, she consents and we round up Excitable Asian and her lover boy, Short-Asian-Boy (SAB) and a few of his friends he decides to bring and head to the beach. Hilarities ensue on the car ride which are then followed by us all climbing up onto the roof with some vodka and beer. In retrospect, it was not a good move to drink on a roof, but no one got drunk (SAB was the only one even buzzed because he has ZERO tolerance) and I discovered straight vodka taste like cough syrup and spat it out. I will admit to some sips of beer which were almost all followed by Jackie taking the can or SAB wanting some but for those of you who are worried, I had maybe a quarter of the can TOPS. Not even buzzed. Points for me.
Anyway, after a while we all decided it was time to go to the playground and after some swinging an epic game of truth or dare commenced. Some of the better dares: I recieved a lap dance from SAB, Jackie gave SAB a lap dance, I have now kissed both Jackie and SAB on the cheek, SAB's friend has been kissed on the elbow by both me and Jackie and I slapped his ass. SAB called up someone and left a message professing his undying love, my hair got chewed on, and Lover Boy mooned a car. SAB also had to play a stripper and strip down to his boxers while his friend had to run around with his pants down to his ankles. A lot of fun was had. :)
Anyway, at some point during all this we decided to go to the Diner after being joined by more of SAB's friends. Thus I had Lover Boy drive my car because although ample time had passed and I hadn't even been buzzed it was legal for him to drive people and I didn't want to take a chance with someone else in the car. We arrived at the Diner and had wonderful conversations before leaving as the entirety of our school started to drift in - great timing for leaving on our part. I am proud of us.
Anyway, I took SAB to his friend's house (not the one present for Truth or Dare) and Jackie drove his friend there. (I was driving again because it was like two and a half hours since several sips of alcohol. So I figured it was all through me and besides felt fine.) Except her key was bent and they had to unbend it in order for her to be able to actually use her car, thus SAB and I got to his friend's house way before them. Of course since the tech party was being held there and his friend had yet to arrive SAB didn't want to go in, thus as a result we sat in my car with my windows open and the music on so loud my car was shaking a bit. Needless to say we got a lot of strange looks as people poured into the party. Actually, when Jackie and SAB's friend arrived SAB climbed out of my window to get out of the car, apparently deciding that the door was overrated.... and after this Jackie and I returned to her place in time for curfew and sleep.
Needless to say, it was quite the epic friday night.
On to saturday.
First I slept until eleven (still surprized Jackie didn't wake me up), then post breakfast, chatter, and attempting to contact Tea to drag her along with us, we made cookies after which we randomly showed up at Tybalt and Bryant's house. Like, literally randomly. We drove there with cookies and then I texted Tybalt to check his driveway and had him call Bryant out once he got out there. Needless to say, they appriciated the cookies and then invited us inside. We all hung out for a while before Jackie left to go witness horrible literature in movie format and I stayed put. (According to Tybalt I was there for five hours. I wouldn't know, didn't bother to do the math.) Anyway, more epic conversations were had and then I left because it was my little brother's birthday. Post birthday dinner and cake an epic debate took place (it's on the scrabble board picture on facebook if anyone feels like reading it) resulting in Excitable Asian and Tybalt deciding they will fight. Apparently it's actually happening, all that lacks is a date - and I for one think Tybalt will loose.
Two final thoughts:
Apologies for the lack of particularly good writing; whenever I have a lot to say my writing skizzles pretty much go to hell. And finally, kudos to anyone who actually read all this hahahahhaa
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I really wish...
...that the parental unit known as my father would grow a set of balls. I mean, he so totally lacks them and it makes him such an asshole to deal with because he totally tries to compensate. The poor boy's got penis envy regarding everyone including women and our ovaries of steel. This was painstakingly obvious tonight when he ran around being a douchebag because he didn't think that we had a right to see our grandparents when they called to find out if they could see us this weekend because "I have a life!" Which is really quite amusing because not only do I know he has no weekend plans (I am the only one currently in residence who has some semblance of a social life) but he just hasn't got a life in general. As far as I know he barely has friends as well. And I'm not even getting started on Renee the Second. (Yes, no snazzy psuedonom but I happen to lack any regard for her safety by definition as she's going out with my dad.)
Also evil-hellion-teacher-from-the-black-lagoon gave me a B- on an assignment because I used a metaphor about a problem and a solution regarding healing a wound and she thought I should have written solved the problem instead. What. A. Tool. I apologize for not being a halfwit zombie who can't string together any sounds more complicated than "uh" and the more intimidating "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" but that doesn't mean you need to knock off 20 points. Although technically it wasn't 20 because the assignment wasn't out of 100, it was out of much less, but that is totally besides the point.
But enough of my rantings about an otherwise mediocre day. I need to go do work for the teacher-from-the-black-lagoon and study anatomy for a big test tomorrow. Sigh. Wish me luck :)
Also evil-hellion-teacher-from-the-black-lagoon gave me a B- on an assignment because I used a metaphor about a problem and a solution regarding healing a wound and she thought I should have written solved the problem instead. What. A. Tool. I apologize for not being a halfwit zombie who can't string together any sounds more complicated than "uh" and the more intimidating "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" but that doesn't mean you need to knock off 20 points. Although technically it wasn't 20 because the assignment wasn't out of 100, it was out of much less, but that is totally besides the point.
But enough of my rantings about an otherwise mediocre day. I need to go do work for the teacher-from-the-black-lagoon and study anatomy for a big test tomorrow. Sigh. Wish me luck :)
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Use Your Head
I'm beginning to be positive that volleyball is really quite the epic sort of pastime. The Midwestern State used his head - quite literally - in a particularly snazzy fluke in which he headed the volleyball. I would laugh at him, but I'm rather jealous of his skills since the last time my head came in contact with a volleyball (too recently for my taste) I used my face. Honestly, how do I acquire these top-of-the-head skills? Speaking of heads, Excitable Asian almost got pegged in the head by the Midwest when he was attempting to chuck the volleyball back to the sever, but she ducked at the last moment. Clearly, we do almost too good of a job using our heads during gym class.
Speaking of the Midwest, Friend A - now named Jackie because I figured it out GO ME - made up with her Y Chromosomes today. I'm so proud of her! Yay for drama being solved!
This reminds me, I did not get chocolate from Tybalt today. Although I did get mauled by sophomore-pal-who-can't-be-single-for-more-than-two-milliseconds. It was rather entertaining although I was temporarily drowned in a sea of boy-I-would-never-go-out-with. It was also probably the reason I did not get chocolate as I was so busy being mauled I think Tybalt passed me. (I didn't actually SEE him so I wouldn't know, but whatever) OH and teacher-from-the-black-lagoon-who-teaches-government will be out for a week in December. I had a very hard time not crying tears of pure joy upon finding this lovely little gold nugget of news. I do believe that December is going to be a very, very, very good month. :)
Speaking of the Midwest, Friend A - now named Jackie because I figured it out GO ME - made up with her Y Chromosomes today. I'm so proud of her! Yay for drama being solved!
This reminds me, I did not get chocolate from Tybalt today. Although I did get mauled by sophomore-pal-who-can't-be-single-for-more-than-two-milliseconds. It was rather entertaining although I was temporarily drowned in a sea of boy-I-would-never-go-out-with. It was also probably the reason I did not get chocolate as I was so busy being mauled I think Tybalt passed me. (I didn't actually SEE him so I wouldn't know, but whatever) OH and teacher-from-the-black-lagoon-who-teaches-government will be out for a week in December. I had a very hard time not crying tears of pure joy upon finding this lovely little gold nugget of news. I do believe that December is going to be a very, very, very good month. :)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
To the left, to the left
No, not everything you own in the box to the left. :) Try moving your eyes to the left! Look at the snazzy pixel me I did. I figured given this is the internet perhaps putting something similar to how I actually look would be a bad thing so I turned myself into a redhead giving a piggy-head-ride to an oversized black rabbit. (Well, according to the original artist, it's actually in the action of sucking my brain out. But my brain is so fried I don't have one, so it'll have to settle for the ride instead.) This is what I do instead of homework, because I swear to all that is furry and adorable that my brain will implode the next sentence of anatomy I read. Sigh :( Back to work! (Also if you click it it'll take you to the base. I just edited a base because I didn't have enough time/motivation to do it myself from scratch.)
Also, sidenote my computer's colors are a bit off from well, everyone else's it seems. So I apologize if its mindbogglingly saturated and just doesn't look like that on mine.
Also, sidenote my computer's colors are a bit off from well, everyone else's it seems. So I apologize if its mindbogglingly saturated and just doesn't look like that on mine.
Hearts, Stars, and Rainbows
Ohooo be jealous of my cleverly conceptualized title. (I'm not really sure I can get away with using conceptualized there, but that is rather besides the point. It's nice alliteration.) It really has nothing to do with today aside from the word stars which I was thinking about and then the lucky charms song hopped into my head like a particularly peppy pink rabbit.
Well this is mainly because the aforementioned stargazing attempt to watch a meteor shower was an utter failure due to the distinctly large amount of clouds that happened to decide it was a good idea to fill up the sky. Rather depressing. Although there were some more, amusing highlights to the day which made it all even out. I got two chocolates from Tybalt today, a distinct improvement from the poor lonesome single chocolate obtained yesterday, which was happy. Oh and the Midwestern State attempted to hit a volleyball and instead succeeded in falling over quite artfully (not at all) and landing with a thump. Tea and I had a very hard time quieting our ensuing bout of laughter... it was really quite the stunt. Which reminds me of Tea's actually rather well covered up trip down the stairs previously in the morning. She, unlike the Midwest, succeeded in staying upright and had a rather catchy little saying, which I unfortunately forgot the direct quote to.
Clearly I need to work on this whole deal.
hmmm. I had more to say, but I am sure it will show up later when I get bored of doing work and need something with which to kill time. Which is actually the main reason this is actually being updated. I'm so proud of me. :)
Well this is mainly because the aforementioned stargazing attempt to watch a meteor shower was an utter failure due to the distinctly large amount of clouds that happened to decide it was a good idea to fill up the sky. Rather depressing. Although there were some more, amusing highlights to the day which made it all even out. I got two chocolates from Tybalt today, a distinct improvement from the poor lonesome single chocolate obtained yesterday, which was happy. Oh and the Midwestern State attempted to hit a volleyball and instead succeeded in falling over quite artfully (not at all) and landing with a thump. Tea and I had a very hard time quieting our ensuing bout of laughter... it was really quite the stunt. Which reminds me of Tea's actually rather well covered up trip down the stairs previously in the morning. She, unlike the Midwest, succeeded in staying upright and had a rather catchy little saying, which I unfortunately forgot the direct quote to.
Clearly I need to work on this whole deal.
hmmm. I had more to say, but I am sure it will show up later when I get bored of doing work and need something with which to kill time. Which is actually the main reason this is actually being updated. I'm so proud of me. :)
Monday, November 16, 2009
Pikachu, I choose you!
So, being the enormously cool person that I am, I have found out that not only does Tybalt still occasionally play Pokemon, but we are in the middle of a discussion on the matter. Namely debating glitches, strategies, the pokemon themselves.... I would just like to say that I love my friends.
In other news, Friend B (I should really get around to learning more of Tea's names) and Tybalt and I will all be getting up about 3:30, 4:00 am in order to watch the meteor shower. It will be quite exciting. :)
In other news, Friend B (I should really get around to learning more of Tea's names) and Tybalt and I will all be getting up about 3:30, 4:00 am in order to watch the meteor shower. It will be quite exciting. :)
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Well. This is awkward.
Hmm. First posts. I never know what to write for these things because I feel they will be horribly inadequate. Which they generally are, but that's entirely besides the point. I suppose I should start this off with something tremendously witty, but unfortunately my wit ran away and eloped last weekend. I'll let you know when it returns.
I suppose I should blame Tea for my existence here because after spending about an hour of my time reading her enormously funny blog (and avoiding learning how to identify every conceivable muscle in the human body) I decided to create one of my own. One which I will indubitably never update again but that's entirely besides the point since my goal is merely to have something with which I can proudly proclaim Tea to have another reader. For anyone who cares, I am Mandeep on her blog. And Kathrya just about everywhere else.
Regardless, I feel compelled to chronicle my weekend seeing as I have round about nothing else to do with my life other than, heaven forbid, actually start work. Unlike my darling nerdy friend, I am rather lacking in the motivation department. I would normally try to keep names consistent with her blog for the benefit of anyone who decides mine is also somewhat entertaining (doubtful) but as I currently cannot remember who is who aside from some painfully obvious ones, I shall call her Friend A. Friend A and I spent a jolly few hours watching Chicago on Friday and complaining about virtually every member of the species who happens to have a Y Chromosome. Unfortunately for you, my weekend was rather boring from there aside from some personal satisfaction found Saturday evening and Sunday.
Bert was back from college and we of course made a celebratory trip to munsons in which I bought her a pound and a half of chocolate for her birthday (a pound from my brother whom she happens to have intimate relations with. Well as intimate as dating can be with a no-down-the-pants rule. And of course a half a pound from me.)
After that I went to our school's play which was well done and proceeded to be that obnoxious kid who laughs at every concievable sexual innuendo. What else is new? During this time we ran into Friend A's friend who I shall have to call Atomic and explained to him that Friend A is rather annoyed with his y-chromosome-owning friends and as they are rather daft I do not believe they have figured it out. Silly boys.
With-An-H (Wah) and I also proceeded to dance in the hallways during intermission, practicing our cool dance moves such as the one in which you stir a pot and bring your "peace signs" over your eyes after forming them with fingers. Needless to say it was quite the sucess and I was rather sad when the lights dimmed and we had to return to our seats to pretend to be well behaved children for the second act.
After this I ended up driving to the beach, to be the only person there (hardly a surprize at it was raining and 10:30) during which I kicked off my shoes, socks, put in my iPod and danced about the beach like a mildly insane person, also wading in the surf while being texted by Tybalt whom it has occured to me that I text with too much. (He informed me we average about 100 texts a night, and 3 thousand a month. Somewhat scary.) I then hopped into my car and realised I was 20 minutes past curfew, in 10 minutes it would be illegal for me to drive anymore, and I was 15 minutes from my house.
For those who care, I made it. And stopsigns became very optional if there were no cars there.
And thus I tire of writing, so I shall sum today up in a few short points:
1. Woke up
2. Went to the barn
3. Had an amazing ride on my horse
4. Went home, blasting country music and getting odd looks
5. Took a nap
6. Recieved an awkward text from Tybalt
7. Played it off fairly well if I do say so myself and continued to procrastinate
8. Read Tea's blog, laughed my ass off
9. Wrote this masterpiece.
10. Left you all to go actually learn what I need to. Yay test first period tomorrow :)
I suppose I should blame Tea for my existence here because after spending about an hour of my time reading her enormously funny blog (and avoiding learning how to identify every conceivable muscle in the human body) I decided to create one of my own. One which I will indubitably never update again but that's entirely besides the point since my goal is merely to have something with which I can proudly proclaim Tea to have another reader. For anyone who cares, I am Mandeep on her blog. And Kathrya just about everywhere else.
Regardless, I feel compelled to chronicle my weekend seeing as I have round about nothing else to do with my life other than, heaven forbid, actually start work. Unlike my darling nerdy friend, I am rather lacking in the motivation department. I would normally try to keep names consistent with her blog for the benefit of anyone who decides mine is also somewhat entertaining (doubtful) but as I currently cannot remember who is who aside from some painfully obvious ones, I shall call her Friend A. Friend A and I spent a jolly few hours watching Chicago on Friday and complaining about virtually every member of the species who happens to have a Y Chromosome. Unfortunately for you, my weekend was rather boring from there aside from some personal satisfaction found Saturday evening and Sunday.
Bert was back from college and we of course made a celebratory trip to munsons in which I bought her a pound and a half of chocolate for her birthday (a pound from my brother whom she happens to have intimate relations with. Well as intimate as dating can be with a no-down-the-pants rule. And of course a half a pound from me.)
After that I went to our school's play which was well done and proceeded to be that obnoxious kid who laughs at every concievable sexual innuendo. What else is new? During this time we ran into Friend A's friend who I shall have to call Atomic and explained to him that Friend A is rather annoyed with his y-chromosome-owning friends and as they are rather daft I do not believe they have figured it out. Silly boys.
With-An-H (Wah) and I also proceeded to dance in the hallways during intermission, practicing our cool dance moves such as the one in which you stir a pot and bring your "peace signs" over your eyes after forming them with fingers. Needless to say it was quite the sucess and I was rather sad when the lights dimmed and we had to return to our seats to pretend to be well behaved children for the second act.
After this I ended up driving to the beach, to be the only person there (hardly a surprize at it was raining and 10:30) during which I kicked off my shoes, socks, put in my iPod and danced about the beach like a mildly insane person, also wading in the surf while being texted by Tybalt whom it has occured to me that I text with too much. (He informed me we average about 100 texts a night, and 3 thousand a month. Somewhat scary.) I then hopped into my car and realised I was 20 minutes past curfew, in 10 minutes it would be illegal for me to drive anymore, and I was 15 minutes from my house.
For those who care, I made it. And stopsigns became very optional if there were no cars there.
And thus I tire of writing, so I shall sum today up in a few short points:
1. Woke up
2. Went to the barn
3. Had an amazing ride on my horse
4. Went home, blasting country music and getting odd looks
5. Took a nap
6. Recieved an awkward text from Tybalt
7. Played it off fairly well if I do say so myself and continued to procrastinate
8. Read Tea's blog, laughed my ass off
9. Wrote this masterpiece.
10. Left you all to go actually learn what I need to. Yay test first period tomorrow :)
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