My friends and I were talking about this the other day, and after thinking about it the way I type and the way I talk is like...the same. I do that a lot, I say "like" then pause and then finish the thought. I also blurt things out a lot and when I'm talking to people I usually start with "Dude...", which I also type. Am I the only person that does this? xD;;
That a Prius is silent when driven under five miles per hour?
My parents are arguing about work and whose sever runs better and can handle more data. ¬_¬ And there's like four people in the spam zone, wtf.
I am stressed, therefore I write. The following are all true stories of what's happened in my life; the good times, the bad times, and of course, the crazy times. Enjoy, respond, or do whatever works for you. ------------ Prologue/Intro The internet is awesome. It connects me, a girl who lives in a town no one knows exists, to people all over the world. We talk, we laugh, we rant, we sometimes attack each other. Great, right? Yes, well, that's not why I'm writing this. I won't be saying, "Hurray for the internet!" any time during this. If that's why you're here, get out now. This is talking about reality. Before I forget to mention - I'm not the most polite person. It may seem like it, but alas, 'tis not true. I'm not always rude, either. I'm more...mentally unstable. I'm cynical. Sometimes aggressive. I really can, at times when I'm enraged enough, be like some kind of rabid wolf. But if you really get to know me, you will find that I can also be like a little puppy. ...Evidently I am also cannibalistic and eat babies. In fact, I recently got a bumper sticker of Facebook saying, "YOU ATE MY BABIES!" Do I know how the cannibalism rumor/joke/thing started? Like most things, no, of course I don't. Anyway, the following is NOT about the time I spend online, but rather a look into my life, and how I do act differently (or similarly) around others. You'll be reading about the things I do or think in school, home, or whenever. Now, about school - there are sixty-two other people in my grade. I'm not naming all of them, but here's a breakdown of what they're like. 1. Half can disappear. 2. Half of that half can go die. 3. The other half of those mentioned in number two can go to some godforsaken place, but not die. Believe it or not, that is just the male population.The remaining thirty-one are girls. Half are ****s. The other half are my friends. One of whom I don't particularly like as much now because...well, I'll get to that. Home - Who really cares, anyway? I sure don't. Moving on. Whenever - At the mall (what? I do go to these.), movies, or friends' houses. It's always the same group of fifteen or so, and the teachers have "affectionately" dubbed us The Pack. As in a bunch of wild animals. Now...in school, I have three main positive nicknames: Wolfie, Wolfdog, and Garbage Disposal. All I can say for and explanation is this - had it forever; researched it; and I really, really like ribs. My friends call me any of the three, depending on what "group" they're from. We're pretty varied. Girly-girls (most) Goth (two) Academic (two) Annoying (one) And then there's me, the person that would be happy in some kind of odd combination of Borders, GameStop, and Hot Topic. Out of the whole of us, I'm the most obsessive about video games. Go figure. Story time. Last year, after we took our last final exam (Art. What a joke.), The Pack went to our local mall. It's pretty much...all clothes. There are two GameStops, a candy store, mini-Borders, and a movie store. And one Hot Topic. Knowing full well that I a. hate pink and, b. hate perfumes (or any really strong scents), my friends dragged me into my least favorite store in the mall. Or world. And I do mean dragged quite litteraly, too. Victoria's Secret. The Antichrist of Hot Topic. The store that is everything I hate. Pink, frilly, smells-like-a-truckload-of-flowers, "HI! How can I help you today? : D" kind of place. You want to torture me slowly and painfully? Victoria's Secret will do the trick. However, this particular part of the mall is laid out so there's a GameStop right across from Hell's Secr Victoria's Secret. So all I needed to do was get from point A (V's S) to point B (GS). While all my friends went into the store, I hung around the entrance, pretending to look at sweatshirts that no mortal could possibly fit in. I was half-tempted to ask a salesperson if the sweatshirts came in 3X small; saying that I could still breathe if I tried really hard in a small. I guess all the smart people bought the human-sized clothes. Oh well. Not like I'd pay fourty bucks for something I don't wear. Coast was clear, time to flee to GameStop. So I did. The Pack didn't notice until about an hour later (what the hell? The store was not that big.), and by that time I had gone to GameStop, bought a few games, went to the food court and got a burger, went to a f.y.e. and bought a shinai (bamboo practice sword; had to pick it up on the way back because GOD FORBID I snap and attack someone in a mall where there's a lot of people. I'm not THAT crazy), and was en route to Hot Topic when my phone went off. At the time I think my ringtone was "Sandstorm" from DDR. Yeah, I know, kinda...lame. I'm half Asian. There's my excuse for DDR ringtones. In any case, here's the conversation. "Yeah." "Where are you?" "Umm...just outside Hot Topic. Why?" "Weren't you outsi-" "No." "But-" "I left because it's too pink and smells funny." "..." "What?" "So...where have you been this past hour?" "Around." "Like...?" "The mall." "Where, exactly?" "Food court, GameStop, f.y.e., almost Hot Topic. And before you even ask, no, I will not go into Aber-whatever. It nearly rivals Victoria's Secret's smell." "...Fine. I'll send Alice to you." "Awesome." "Don't buy out the whole store." "Bite me." "Rabies." Click. I don't use big sentences on the phone. I think I may have my phone more for music than talking. People thnk I should use it more for talking. What do I think? Aside from "Bite me", I'd have to get back to you on that, I just finished putting the last of Rise Against's "The Sufferer and the Witness" on said phone. And see, this is what I mean by "mentally unstable". I don't think logically. Nor will I ever. Too much work, y'know? Insanity's a lot more fun. You can make up your own reality and use it to twist other people's realities. ...I think that's enough for now. 'Till next time.
I just broke my glasses. Again. FOR THE THRID TIME IN THE PAST FIVE MONTHS. *twitch* My parents are gonna kill me. : D
Should I change my name? I kinda want to, it's hard to log in with the 'o' the way it is. xDD
Do you get to sleep when you have insomnia? D:
First try at a PSP wallpaper. >_> Text says Wild/Mountain Wolf. Cnc? Also, if anyone could tell me the position of the menus, that would be fantastic. While trial and error is nice, I prefer not to have to redo something a thousand times. :3 And yeah, it's Oki from Okami.
I cleaned and reorganized all my manga, one of the monthly things I do in order not to go completely batshit insane. 8D
First question: Does it look like a newspaper page? ._. I actually do need some CnC on that because it's for school. English teacher wants an obituary for Edgar Allan Poe, so excuse my lame writing style and total inability to write an obituary. >_> And if anyone notices a detail about Poe that's off PLEASE tell me because I need a good grade. 8D Only thing used from the 'net was the image and ravens. Everything else I made. *twitch* Bonus points go to who can guess where the inspiration for the headline comes from. :D
ALICE! NOW! *Alice jumps on James and snaps neck* Best. Part. Of. Movie. Aside from Jacob's five seconds of screentime.
I kinda want to make a new desktop. But I have no idea what to do. Suggestions please. I've already done themes of: Amaterasu (Okami) InuYasha & Kagome Nora (NORA: Last Chronicle of Devildom) Republic Commandos My inspiration is absolutely dead. D:
Dunno if anyone posted these, but it doesn't look like it. The "Art Cards" are actually post cards, and they came with the reserved copy of the game. Unfortunately they are all images we've seen before, but still. Enjoy. :3 Package Group Christmas Sora Cover Art Back I'll try and fix them up to be a little higher quality so they can be used for whatever. :]
I'm gonna be in New Orleans for a school conference. :3 Supposedly we'll have internet access, but I'm not relying on that being true. xD I'll be gone for five days (Wednesday morning - Sunday afternoon), and hopefully I won't go crazy on the plane. I get to sit near the headmaster and my English teacher. Fuuuun. If anyone really is desperate to know what conference I'm going to, PM me, because I am far too lazy to look what it's called now. xD;; Don't set any fires without me. 8D See you guys in a few days. <3
Never drink a two liter bottle of Mountain Dew before attempting to sleep. You will have a severe case of insomnia and will be up for four to five hours more than you'd like. That is all.
Okay, first off, I NEVER complain about this, but honestly it's gotten to the point where it's starting to really hurt. People have always been calling me names and whatever, and recently, about the start of the school year, it just downright hurts. Backstory on this is: The area where I live is consisted mostly of Asians, and in fifth grade, we had some kind of heritage thing or whatever so my mom made some Chinese food and brought it in. A few people asked me why I had a European last name but brought in Chinese food, and I said it was because I was half Polish and half Chinese; I don't live with my father so he really couldn't help with heritage day, so I asked my mom. Fast forward to five years later, where a few people I used to go to school with are still going to school with me, and now they've spread the fact that I'm half and half. This started a new nickname, "Halfbreed". I didn't pay any attention to it at first, but then more people started calling me that and then all hell broke loose last night. I got a few text messages saying things that were really harsh, stuff like, "Halfbreeds don't have anyone that care for it" and so on. I don't know who it is sending the messages, so I'm kinda stuck. Any advice on what I could do? :\
[HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE!? D: I'm supposed to be grounded. :| I'm such a horrible person. ;_; (It's the cold medicine speaking, I swear.)] Does that make any sense at all? Also: Did anyone notice my like...month-long disappearance? xDD
In celebration of Halloween, of course. xDD Drew it first, then scanned and used PS to make it nice...er...e_e;; Supposed to be a sig, which is why I have the wolf ripping through the fabric of KHV. 8D Yeah, I'm insane. Wait till my Halloween sugar rush. :3 CNC PLEASE. : D
Note the post count. We should all start bowing down now. 8D
I ordered The Nightmare Before Christmas piano sheet music book...thing...in preperation for the holidays. But since I've already decided to play two overly complicated songs, I can only pick one from TNBC. I can't decide on which one though. xD Votes and input please? 8D?
