Wednesday, February 8, 2006

   I am, again, so sorry
I feel so utterly terrible for just disappearing from this place all the time. AJ, Selena, Chii, Evil, I love you guys so much, and I feel like shit for just going poof.

My AIM is TheScaryGrue. MSN IM is sanachi-kun@hotmail.com

allpoetry.com/poets/noun
myspace.com/kotaru

PLLLLEEEEAAAASSSEEEE make contact with me!!!!!!!!!!! I miss all you lovelies.
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

So. Now. Um. Yggdrasil, thanks for your random but nice comment. We're perfectly fine after the storm. Um. Yeah. I love GetBackers and FY, and you do too. We should party.

Read the next bit, everyone, it's really important.




Ok, so I'm almost utterly prepared. Legal pads are organised with my notes set up and ready. My binder is packed completely full. I have sixty black pens, I have multicolored index cards. I'm SOOOO PSYCHED!

I'm also panicking.



FYI. Model United Nations, we simulate the real United Nations, debating actual topics that the UN discusses. Blahblahblah. Boring bit there.

I'm on Security Council, I have an open agenda. So I have no specific topics to research. It's a crisis committee, so at some point, they'll come in and give us a crisis and we'll have to solve it. Yeah.

So, for agenda, I'm preparing for Nuclear Proliferation in North Korea, and H5N1 Avian Influenza: Possible Pandemic.

Crisis-wise, we have no idea.

Wish me luck! I plan to come back with Most Distinguished Delegate (first place). And we'd most definitely better get First and Second place for School Awards.

Oh, I'm representing the Russian Federation, by the way. That means I have Veto Power, which is totally awesome. The United States, United Kingdom, France, Russia, and China have Veto Power. Note that it's the nuclear powers in the world, plus France, 'cause they have wine, cheese, and snotty people.

no offence to the french.

actually, lots of offence.

I'm KIDDING, gosh.

STOP THROWING ROCKS! GOD!

Ok, now, anyways.

Hey, I was getting stoned. Get it? Double meaning. Oh yeah.

I love you guys, leave me wonderful comments and make me feel sexy and special, or else I'll cry and make your lives terrible.



But really, you guys are seriously the best freaking people in the universe.

And I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited!

I'll be back Monday night, so I might not check this until Tuesday, but then...yeah. Party. In my pants.



Chii! Montreal is November 8-14 for me. You know the hotel and the university. Uhh...we'll get there around evening on the 8th, and I have the 9-10, except for evening of the 10th, free. So we can hang, maybe go out to dinner!
We'll talk, make plans. I'll give you my room number at the hotel and the hotel's phone number so you can call me there!!!!!
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Sunday, October 23, 2005

Just to let you all know, we're about to, possibly/probably, get whacked by Hurricane Wilma. It's headed this way, should be here tomorrow, no school tomorrow.

AJ-kun, Selena, please fare well! I will be leaving you two extensively loving comments on Myspace.
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Monday, October 10, 2005

3-in-1
I'm sorry for being such a bad person, not posting here and such, but hey. Life's life, right? I still read your blogs occasionally, catching up on all the entries I miss anyways, so I know what's going on!

I'll prove it. Chii: Joseph, fling, moving.

Evil: Roy, smoking, pipe, etc. Camping, stuff like that, soccer, fun times getting wet and jumping at cars.

That's it for people I always check up on and such.

Now, the next blog is from Myspace, talking about stuff about the blog after that, which is from Melodramatic. Just read it all, it may be a bit confusing, but oh well.



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Amazingly long (for me) blogness. Just read.


I copied this directly over from my blog at Melodramatic.com, so here you go, read it and enjoy and leave me pseudo-pretty comments, or actually pretty comments, or whatever mood may happen to suit you at the point you finish reading this blog, even though most of you will not finish this since does happen to be so LONG anyways, which means there will be a conspicuous lack of comments, which in turn will depress me and cause me to write shorter blogs about how angry I am that no one comments my blogs, following which a slew of comments such as, "ooh, I'm so sorry I didn't comment, but I did read the blog, I just didn't have enough time," and "Sorry!" and the like, will come, and they will anger me even more, and so on and so forth, so please just read this all the way through, even though it is so long, and comment, so that I don't have to lay another guilt trip on you.



Holy crap, that's the longest sentence ever. What. The. Fuck.

Anyways, here's the blog from Melo:



Definitely a long blog. Be proud of me! I wrote stuff!

2005-10-05 13:47:20.197081-07
Touched: 0 Banged: 0

A certain someone has pissed me off greatly. Hypocrisy is the surest way to make me want to punch you in the throat, person 'a.' You have no idea who you are, but you're probably reading this, and I like it that way. So, suffer knowing that I'm mad at, well, maybe you. I'll give you a hint. No, I lied, actually. You can just go on not knowing, which, again, I like.

I suddenly had this little flash memory of playing a typing game when I was six on an old Mac II. I thought I'd throw that in for variation.

Anyways, I'm really really mad. I don't understand how this much hypocrisy, on such a huge degree, seems to go unnoticed by everyone- save for, apparently, two people. Me, and, well, another unnamed, because anonymity is good. Soo....I'll talk to that one other, and such. But really, I'm not sure what I want to do.

Those friendships I was so certain about, they're pressing on me. There are only a select few people in my social circle that I want to keep. I just want new friends. I want to move somewhere entirely different, and take three people with me. We'd live happily. I'd have my love, and the other two could bring and/or find their love. We'd live academically, creatively, in harmony, in love, in peace, content and happy and such. Of course, the rigours of our new place would be met as a new adventure, all the more looked forward to.

I'm considering taking online courses. I want to take a couple language courses, maybe an elective science or two. Ideally, I'd be able to supplement my actual schooling at PCHS to graduate in my junior year. I would love that soooooo much. I'd work for a year doing whatever, save up that money, and be out.

I'm feeling really proud of myself these days. I'm accomplishing what I want, how I want. My future is looking bright, and things seem to be going -somewhat- my way.

English: A
Biology: A
Drama: A
Geometry: A (97.6, which is amazing for me. I'm psyched)
Health Careers: A (Or, it will be tomorrow, when I turn in a bunch of stuff)
Spanish 2: A (like, a 99.8)

On the Model UN front, I'm preparing for Vanderbilt, in Nashville, at the end of this month. I was invited to compete in Montreal, so I'm also taking up that offer. That conference is Nov 10-11 or something like that. My MUN funds account is the second highest in the club. I've raised $243, which is for my personal use in subsidising costs for competitions.

I love him more than words can say. I can, quite honestly, see myself spending my life with him. He sees the same. We're made for each other.

I haven't written a poem in a while, but I do have a really good idea for something. Do you guys know what a Dreadknought is? It's an undead warrior, generally feared and extremely powerful. Well, I'm gonna work on a spoof of the Dreadknoughts, which will be entitled "The Breadknoughts." It should be good.

Depression is kinda on the back burner. I can always feel it there, but I don't really have problems with it at this point. Mood swings are also lessened. I'm sleeping better. The last two nights of sleep have been my best nights ever.

I keep trying to spell it "knights." Like, three times in a row.

Even though I only typed it twice. Screw you, words.

Ok, I got off track. I really was trying to talk about something...mood swings...depression...ok, got it!

I've been having sensual premonitions lately. About other people. And, well, I know one of them was right. It scares me. Usually I only dream-seer. I don't -HAVE- waking premonitions. I shouldn't, at least. They're for women. It's a female ability. Period.

Gah. I've talked too long. I'm done, live well, you all!



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Thursday, September 8, 2005

Post-ification-ism
Where, oh where, is my lover-boy Matt, where oh where could he be?

CallTech stole his soul. Crazy schedule. I am happy for him, since the job rules. It's easy, the pay's great. But the hours totally suck. I hate that one aspect of it.

Um. Stuff?

And...filler dots......................................

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Speaking of periods...girls in Health Careers class need to not talk about that. It's really the one subject I'm uncomfortable with.

I was totally inspired to write Matt a poem today, but now I've forgotten what I wanted to write about.

And in Geometry, I wanted to write some angry, angsty stuff, but the teacher didn't shut up, so I didn't get a chance to. It made me sad.

Aww, I'm such a cute little emo boy. Cheer up, emo kid, it'll be okay.

Stab me. God, I swear. I feel so...

Mood swing. Ignore that, I'm fine.

Especially since I just remembered something Matt sent me in my email. Excuse me for one moment, I must open my email again.

I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WORE THAT TO THE MALL, MATT!

You're so wonderful. I love you.

Now it's time to talk about Model United Nations.

The fundraiser on Sunday, we each earned about $60 from it, which is awesome. So, from fundraisers, I have $126, and 100 from my aunt. The Vanderbilt trip is $225. That means I'm already one dollar over, and there's a carwash soon. Woohoo.

Also, we chose topics and countries for another mock debate. The topic is Combatting Political Corruption. To challenge myself, I chose North Korea as my country. Those of you who are smart-like should know how doing so set me up for a rough time. But really, it's better than choosing Denmark, which would be SOOO easy to do. Why go easy on yourself when you need to train and improve skills for the real competition?

I love MUN. I'm so psyched about Vanderbilt.

And the people are totally rad. Asher, Myrriah, Ginna, Olivia, etc. I dunno what I think about my mentor, Chris, yet. I mean, he's smart, a really good delegate, but...I don't know how well we're gonna get along. I'll try my best, really, I will.

I guess I'm done for now, I hope you guys liked the little bit of insight as to what I'm doing. I LOVE YOU ALL!

'specially you, Matt, you're the loved-est. <9


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