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*points to post title* The line came from a movie. Very obscure; I only remember it well because when it was said, I laughed too hard. And when something like that happends, well, it usually isnt something that you quickly forget, yeah?
Except, me being able to see that movie only once, I havent been able to remember exactly-what goes next after that line. (Only makes it harder for anyone else to guess, methinks.)
Whoever can guess what movie it came from, honest to goodness, I'll love them forever. Or give them whatever. Something small, I'm not rich or anything. *nods*
Me myself, my insides, my heart, my mind, all saddend/thrown off by wishful thinking.
I wish I had more controle over my thoughts, where they tend to roam and ramble when I sleep. I mean, I've been able to keep myself looking on the more realistic-positive side the past few days, but when you dream, you usually dont have controle of the content. Sometimes your dreams are silly nonsense, they mean nothing at all. Sometimes your dreams bring to the surface what is building up pressure inside, as a kind of saftey switch activated at a certain point so you dont asplode at a random time. Brings up what you dont wanna see, or brings up a radical side of something that you dont want to indulge in/trying to ignore, because then it'll throw you off. When you wake up from a dream that just played out what's going on deep inside, your fears, your thoughts, all of your what-ifs, you tend to dwell on your dreams.
You kinda cant help that, especially if the dream was vivid, if it left an impression. And it could be stuff that was already in the back of your mind, so it's not quite something that you can forget so easily, yeah? It's right there in the back, ready to wave it's arms and be noticed at an oppertune moment. Every time it's noticed, it gets just a bit bigger, untill it takes up way too much space, and is now taking up a large portion of your multitasking thoughts.
I am so glad that my thoughts can multitask big time, or else this problem I have would be the only thing I'd be able to think about. I'd never be able to function at all.
Heh. Tomorow is the first day I can go to the gym, as today I was home the same time my uncle was, and was able to finally get the registration stuffs done and over with. My uncle startled me, when he used a large amount of money as motivation for me to go to the gym.
Uncle: Lose half your weight by the summer, and I'll give you $500.
Aleia:! ...Ok. *in her mind* Half my weight by the summer, huh? I plan to lose as much as healthy humany possible, but is it all that realistic, your goal for me? ;;;*/in her mind*
I, ah, already had a reason for strong motivation. *half laughs* Strong enough, I guess, that the promise of money really didnt make my motivation anymore. I'd already planned to wear myself out/practically reside there, so whatever.
Yeah, yeah, I know, dont kill myself over it, dont over do it. I know a limit that if I push, I wont have enough of anything to drag myself and everything outside, take the bus back and walk a ways back to the house.
So yeah. Whatever.
Continuing the story of yesterday:
When Nisky finally came in his car, Lewis was in the front seat. Me and Nichole got in the backseat, and Nichole introduced me to Nisky and Lewis. Nisky greeted me warmly, while...Lewis didnt say much of anything. I figured him really shy. 0.o
We spent 3 1/2 hours with Nisky and Lewis, visiting their old highschool. A Catholic highschool, no less, where Lewis apparently was the strong leader in the anime club. I guess after Lewis left, the club fell back into their old habit of getting together to watch stuff, instead of going on trips.
So everyone was treated to listening to Lewis whine (Yes, whine. There isnt any other word for the tones of his voice) about the fall of the anime club, how he knew inside it wouldnt survive without him and his strong guidance. His DBZ Brolly shirt, the way he went on and didnt stop about the fall of a highschool anime club, he reminded me of what a real otaku could be like, minus the reputed bad odor, from lack of proper hygiene.
=X
I like anime and manga, but it isnt my life. At this point, I couldnt even say it had very much, if at all, bit in it, because of lack of time to read much of anything for fun, my uncle, and the fact that besides the Arabic channels we get on the satellite, we get three or four basic station channels, all of them being on the fuzzy side on a rare good day.
But anyways.
He was kinda nice, holding doors open sometimes and stuff, but he didnt like talking. To me, I think. He was fine talking to Nisky and Nichole. *shrugs*
After we left their highschool, we stopped at Dunkin Donuts. Nichole demanded Nisky to buy her stuff, while Lewis went ahead and brought himself whatever. Nisky turned to me and kept asking if I wanted something. *smiles* I kept saying no, but it really was very nice of him to ask.
I dont remember the conversations exactly (What! You mean Aleia has kept record of details about everthing else, but not of the exact conversations which led her to believe that Lewis is a pervert with no class? Shock/suprise!)
You know what I mean, when I say a pervert with no class? There are some people who can be perverted, say or jokingly do/say things, and it's ok, it's amusing, appropriate, it doesnt come off disgusting and creepy.
He isnt one of those people. Ha hah.
I was kinda disgusted when Lewis made some sort of wisecrack at Jehovah's Witnesses. I mean, yeah, lots of people poke fun at religion and stuff, but what he said was pretty mean, and rather uncalled for. Kinda showed he wasnt open minded. But I kinda got that before, when I was talking about a non mainstream movie I like, and he said it sounded boring and he had no interest in seeing it, because it wasnt bloody (Kinda like the anime he likes, heh)
After Nisky dropped Lewis off at his house (In Elizebeth, the same place where I lived three years with my uncle, when I was younger <.<;; ), Nichole was like "Do you want his number?!?!? I'll give it to you, you guys can talk on the phone!! =D"
Aleia: ...No thanks.
*looks back* I sound harsh and judgmental, yeah? *sigh*
Maybe that's how I am? I didnt have any expectations before meeting him, geez, I didnt even really know the gender of the person and Nichole's intents untill shortly before. I kept an open mind; I figure it never hurts to meet people, and I might find a good friend in the process.
*shrugs*
I somehow managed a 97% on my English midterm. I honestly dont know how I did it; I wasnt really concentrating. I think I would have gotten a hundred, cept in the essay at the end of a paragraph, I wrote a sentence, put a comma, and forgot to finish it. But the teacher knew what I was going to write (as I had kinda ended the other paragraphs in the same manner), and filled in the blanks. And I mispelled a word once, which really suprised me, because you guys of all people know how sucky of a speller I can be. ;D *coughAndycough*
But, um..
About the math. I know I sucked at it completely. I guessed on many, and there were some that I didnt/couldnt do. And he gave us a time limit, and I was feeling so crappy, and Nichole was trying to confrence with me on some stuffs, I was afraid of getting caught and all of a sudden, in the middle of her trying to show me something, the teacher says out loud "Cheating is a personal decision, it's not a good idea. What really matters is the final exit exam; you arent going to be able to talk to your buddies on that one", and he's looking right at us.
Aleia: *quietly dies*
Last night, my aunt gave me money to buy tickets for a show on Broadway, I think, for The Phantom of the Opera, next Tuesday. After class that day, I'm prolly going to go to the gym as long as possible, end up in NY, eat outside in some restraunt, go to the show, and sleep over her house, waking up early next morning for class in NJ.
I was excited about it last week, but now, I dunno why but I'm not.
Hmm. I'll talk about last night, cause everyone needs a good laugh, even at somone elses expense. Like mine, for example.
Babysat last night. Main things that happend was I learned the bird speaks/curses people (With that bird, those two activities are one and the same) after drinking a lot of Pepsi.
Aleia: *walks in the door*
Out of nowhere: Fuck you! Fuck you! *low deep voice* Daaaamn you to heeeellll....
Aleia: !!! o.o;;
Out of nowhere: I'll kick your ass!
Mom: *comes out and sees Aleia's expression* Oh, you heard that? That's the bird XD
Aleia: ...The bird talks? o.o
And I learned that at least this bird can eat a diet with a lot of people food and not die. Immedietly, that is. I winced and shuddered when the bird was running around on the table, eating chicken soup one of the babies had left there. If you try to get the bird away from it's eating/take the food away, she screams at you and threatens to chomp down on some random body part.
And how the bird got down last night...
The bird stays/eats/sleeps/curses people out from on top of the fridge. The one couch that one of the twins was sleeping on is next to there. I was puting a cover on her, when I noticed there was an ominouse shadow above me. Maniacle screaming and rustling from above, and the bird had thrown itself off the fridge. Fell hard on my head; tried to get a grip on my arm. I think it was startled by my Eeeee!-ing, and so fell clumsily on the floor, where I promplty ran away from it. It's been known to bite toes, after all, and with a show like that, who knows what it wanted to do.
And there you have it.
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