Friday, September 1, 2006

Physicals and stuff

I got a "tdap" shot today... They said it'll hurt tomorrow. Well, that's paraphrasing; her words were more like, "It'll probably be a little sore tomorrow." However, she made a point of giving it to me on my non-dominant arm, so I bet it'll be a bit more than "sore". Great. But, I have a cute purple hippo on the band-aid on my arm... YAY HIPPO!!! And, when she stuck the needle in me, I could feel it in my arm, like, INSIDE my arm, the tip of it, and it felt kinda cool. That's gross. I thought I hated needles. But I guess not really. And, before all that, my normal doctor had given me my physical... He's really nice and easy to talk to and incredibly cute, so I wasn't nervous at all about him touching me... Normally when people touch me I spaz. If the female doctor had given me my physical and touched me, I bet I wouldn't have been as calm. ~~~ What else... Oh, I about had a fit at lunch today. This kid stole my eraser out of the end of my pencil (and he never gave it back. I want him to die), and my characters chose that exactly moment to rebel against me for writing next to nothing in nearly a week... So I was like, begging him to give me my eraser back, and I almost said, "I'LL GIVE YOU A BLOWJOB IF YOU GIVE IT BACK!!!" I definitely would never give him a BJ. It would be REALLY WEIRD. And gross. So I screamed and hid my face in my hands and started rocking back and forth, and it was like, AH! ROCKING BACK AND FORTH! And I got this flash of something I'd rather not have seen and screamed again and I just wanted to curl up and hide from the world at that point... But, it's FRIDAY!!! so I have tonight, Saturday night, and Sunday night to write, and I intend to take advantage of that. I'm gonna write as fucking much as possible by night, sleep as fucking much as possible by morning, and do as fucking much of my homework as I can by afternoon and evening. I have my schedule all planned out. 11 until too tired to write anymore: writing go to bed until noonish: sleep/lay in bed/read/write/listen to music noonish until 6ish: homework, music 6ish until 11: youtube, free cell, minesweeper, music, etc... That's a very rough outline of my plans. I'll bet I won't follow them very closely. If I work on my homework from noonish until 6ish, I'll probably finish it. Then again, 12 essay-format answers... I dunno. Maybe not. Oh well. Not due 'til Wednesday. I also have French homework, but I missed half my class today because I got out early for my physical. Speaking of French... I'M GONNA HATE IT!!! NOTHING IS PRONOUNCED HOW YOU EXPECT!!! With Japanese, when you see "namae", it's pronounced na-ma-e. With French, you see "six" and it's "seece" and you see "dix" and it's "deece". You see "comment" and it's "commet" or "comme" or something fucked up like that... We did the numbers and she said them all once, and then I instantly couldn't remember any of them anymore when she told us to repeat them without her saying anything. Ugh. It's so confusing. ~sj

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Thursday, August 31, 2006

God! Why the hell have I never heard any D'espairs Ray before?! From the two songs I have, they seem fucking awesome! "NO PAIN NO GAIN when you believe, you're betrayed. NO PAIN NO GAIN when you give, you have taken away. ALL FAKE ALL LIE those sacrificed aren't to be pitied. ALL FAKE ALL LIE they're just the foolish ones."

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   Purple Sky!

I got my magazine! I've only read the Kirito interview so far. I love that man so much. I feel so bad for him in a way, though. Last year, he got a puppy, and he really loved it and spoiled it... apparently it died while he was on the Hameln tour. I feel so bad for him!!! I bet he cried. *feels horrible* But, it's not my puppy and I don't even know him, so I'm not gonna dwell. What else of importance was in the interview? Kirito hates George Bush. He hates the Japanese government more than he hates George Bush. He basically hates everything about Japan except the seasons and that the food is good. He hates people who cut themselves to get sympathy. He likes Nirvana. He doesn't really like any Japanese bands. He likes riding motorcycles. He practiced karate all thru his childhood. He doesn't believe in God or the Bible. He says the Bible is full of fascinating stories, but he doesn't believe it ever happened. He says "I don't believe in God. I believe in myself." GO KIRITO!!! Anyways, I have things to do... I saw something weird in the back of this magazine about "every day, every night, totally getting off..." So I've got to investigate. ~sj

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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

School blew again today, and I'm tired and extremely grumpy... I was throwing things around and stuff when I was trying to do my homework and I was getting so mad I was gonna cry, but really that doesn't take much, because I cry when I'm angry. I don't like it, but that's how my body functions. Anyways, I'm gonna try to write, but I'm damn fucking tired and shit, so, yay or whatever. Pierrot does help though. Even "Yuugai no Tenshi" which is apparently a 'druggie love song'... Gotta love Kirito. Speaking of Kirito, in French today I was reading my book, and I have a bookmark I made with a picture of Kirito, and this girl I was talking to before that picked it up and she's like, "Do you want to bone this guy?" O.O [but now that I think of it, she didn't even question whether he was a he or a she, like every other human being who has looked at that bookmark]. Then she's like, "Do you want him to bone you? Do you want him to stick his boner into you?" And I was laughing at this point, but thinking of fucking Kirito is kind of terrible. I don't think of Kirito as a sex object. But all I said was, "Dude, he's like thirty-three years old!" Which is neither a yes nor a no as to whether I'd want to fuck him. If I ever had a chance to have sex with Kirito... Would I? I don't know. Probably not, since he's 17 years older than me... Then again, that's not really too bad considering those 30-year-olds who marry 70-year-old guys... But still. He's Kirito. Jeez. I'd be more likely to pull a "Wayne's World" Alice Cooper backstage moment and bow down crying, "I'M NOT WORTHY!" I love Kirito, though, really. He's so great. ~sj

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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Hello sunshine!

Damn I'm tired. Second day of school is no more fun than first day. The following 178 days of school will be no more fun than the first day, either, I bet. It's so hot and miserable in that school. By the end of the day, I'm all sweaty and crap... It'll only get worse, because I have to take gym clothes tomorrow and we're gonna start doing stuff in there... Ugh. Anyways, so, outside of that... Last night, there was nothing on TV, so my mother turned on Whose Line is it Anyway? and no more than a minute passed before Colin and Ryan kissed. XD That was vastly hilarious for me because she's like, homophobic. And later in the show, Brad and Wayne kissed. And apparently, Colin and someone else had kissed sometime before she'd turned it on. That show is so messed up, but that's why we love it... ~~~ So I sent my entry to the haiku contest yesterday and got a reply today saying it was received, thank you. They do really well sending emails. Yep. They reply quickly and stuff, and they sent an email last night saying my magazine had been shipped (unfortunately I'm not going to get it today... Damn). Anywho... I'm gonna hurry thru my stuff today so I can write. I really need to finish my gay romance so in the middle of chem class I don't have guys fucking in my head... *sigh* ~sj

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Monday, August 28, 2006

first day o' skool

The first day of school sucked, and the majority of the next nine months is gonna blow. I'm going to have to write a novel in creative writing. Well, I don't HAVE to, but I volunteered my mortal soul by accident. Teacher: "Who would be willing to try to write a 200-or-so page novel this year?" Me: "ME!" *waves arm in air* And there went my soul. I really should get it back... If I don't have my soul, I'll have to sell my appendix and tonsils and stuff so I can go to a Gackt/Yoshiki super-band concert, and then after that, if there's anything I want to do, I'll have to start selling fat to starving people, and then some of my more vital organs (liver, kidneys, lungs...), and then I'll have to start selling sex... So, I need to get my soul back. Because my soul is worth a lot, and I can divide it up. A little bit for a novel, a little bit for a Gackt concert, a little bit to get Angelo's first single, a little bit to win the haiku contest in Purple Sky magazine... Speaking of which, I should enter my haiku today. I haven't asked permission, but it doesn't matter. I'm not going to win, so no one will ever know I sent my real name and mailing address thru email. My mother would slaughter me if she knew I talked about selling my soul to get to a concert, and to get a couple CDs... This year is honestly gonna blow. That's all. If I get a book published or if I win the haiku contest, I'll let you know so you can all buy my book or buy the magazine my haiku is printed in. :P ~sj

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Sunday, August 27, 2006

stuff

So, I've never been to a concert before. Ever. Not even like, an American one. What if I go to the Gackt/Yoshiki/whatever concert and like... meet Gackt? Like, honestly. I would probably pass out. I blush really easily, and I would be blushing so profusely my head would pop. *pop* But seriously. Wow. That's exciting just to think about. Meeting Gackt... *dreamy sigh* That'd be better than meeting the creator of the universe or something like that. Damn the creator of the universe. He or she is overrated. Gackt is better, like way. So, I told you guys about Angelo didn't I? Yes, I did. If you don't remember, uh, sucks to be you. Anyways, I was having some thoughts while watching one of my Pierrot DVDs today. First off, Kohta is my second favorite member of Pierrot, and he's really cute and everything. But in the picture of Angelo, he has black hair instead of his usual blonde, and he looks really good. So I'm hoping he'll keep black hair for Angelo. He looks older and more mature. Also, I'm hoping that now in Angelo, since Jun and Aiji aren't there, the new backup singer can be KOHTA!!! Because he's cute and he sings good. I know this because he sang backup in one song and I couldn't really tell what his voice sounds like, but he's Kirito's brother, for God's sake. His voice is slightly higher than Kirito's, but that doesn't matter. He can sing. So, he should sing more backup now with Angelo. Also, Kohta and Takeo should get to write some of the music. Kirito can't write all the lyrics and all the music. I don't think even Kirito can do that and not start to get repetitive. So, either the entire band should collaborate, or Kohta and Takeo should finally get their names on the music byline. Because I'm sure they can write music. Kohta was in Pierrot from the time he was like, nineteen or twenty. And Takeo was in Pierrot for ten years too, and I think he was in another band before that, PLUS he did some stuff with his solo band G-Brain. So they're both capable and since Angelo needs to be different from Pierrot, they can start with Kohta and Takeo having more input and not being stuck in the backseat. This has been "How to Make the Rhythm Squad More Noticed". Join me tomorrow for some other random stupid rambling mess. ~sj I want to meet Gackt.

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Saturday, August 26, 2006

hey yo

I drove around a parking lot some today. Yeehaw. AND, my mother sent the check and my order for the summer edition of Purple SKY magazine. So maybe by the end of next week, I'll have it! SCORE! Ten pages of Kirito... They shall be mine... Alll miiinnneee... Only, since there's like a zillion copies of the magazine, a zillion other people have his interview and stuff, too. Damn. So I have about $30 total right now... I'm going to have to rely on Christmas and my birthday to get me a bunch of money so I'll have money to get to the Gackt & Yoshiki super-band concert tour thingy... I bet it won't come anywhere near here. But it might. Maybe Ohio? I dunno. I don't know what cities Japanese bands tend to visit when they tour here, but I'll find out. I don't know HOW I'll find out, since I don't have Japanese font support on my computer anymore and Gackt's official site (where there may or may not be news of it) is in Japanese... Maybe there'll be news of it in Purple Sky magazine if I win a subscription in the haiku contest that I need to enter within the next six days. I do know that one of the things in that magazine is something where someone was following the Dir en Grey tour that was apparently here in the US recently... I bet Japanese bands stick to the West coast and central US... I would really probably sell some of my non-essential organs to get to a concert and see that man in person. I am such a fangirl. Meow. But hell, if it were Kirito, I would sell ALL my non-essential organs, and then some. Maybe. Because I love that man. *sigh* I'm such a damn fangirl! But at least I realize it. And I have right to love Kirito, dammit. I can love who the damn ever hell I want to love. It's a free country, and I'm a teenage girl. Okay, so away from that... I finished Angela's Ashes today. It actually wasn't a very bad book, to be honest. Much better than the boring cowboy autobiography... But I don't really know where Angela's ASHES came into play... Angela was the author's mother, and she never died... There were no ashes... I dunno. Weird. So, I've done no school shopping whatsoever and school starts on Monday. I don't think I'll be doing any school shopping before school. Oh well. I'll do it after school has started, if at all. Clothes aren't vital. As long as they're comfortable, not brightly colored, and in one piece without holes and weird stains, it's fine. I'm so picky. Not. *sigh* I want it to be November... I want Angelo's debut single... *dreamy sigh* Ki-ri-to-sa-ma... And Koh-ta-saaan and Ta-ke-o-saaaan... They're so cute. Kohta and Takeo are cute, headed up by Kirito, who is sexy. It's perfect. ~sj

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Friday, August 25, 2006

Disturbing/annoying

Pierrot's song "Paranoia" and the song "When Worlds Collide" by Powerman 5000 sound almost exactly the same in parts (excepting that their languages are different). It's disturbing and annoying, because I highly doubt Aiji (who wrote the music for Paranoia) would ever copy someone else's music, but to think two totally different people thought up and wrote music that sounds almost identical... In "When Worlds Collide" (for those of you who know the song): Are you ready to go? Cause I'm ready to go. What you gonna do, baby, baby? Are you going with me, 'cause I'm going with you, that's the end of our time. In "Paranoia", there's a guitar part at the beginning similar to the way that stanza of the song is sung, then later, Kirito sings: ganjigarame no wazuka na jiyuu? maru de kodoku no ba-gen se-ru nagusameatte dakishimeatte kizu nameatte genjitsu touhi (Translation from centigrade-j: is your freedom restricted and inconsequential? it's like a bargain sale on loneliness. comforting and holding each other, licking one another's wounds, trying to escape reality.) I much prefer Kirito's words, but it's just disturbing that they're sung almost exactly the same, with the emphasis on the same syllables and everything... For those who have never heard When Worlds Collide OR Paranoia, this post means nothing to you, except for the irony of a song by an American band and a song by a Japanese band sounding very similar. [There are other songs by other bands that have certain things in them that sound the same, but nothing stood out this much to me before.] ~SJ

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Thursday, August 24, 2006

Sooo...

I got my learner's permit today. In addition to that, I'm tired, and I have cramps, and I've had a headache for about, uh, lots of hours. But I have Kirito and Pierrot and that kind of makes things better. Kind of. Except Kirito growls/screams "Welcome to the Garden" in his awful Japanese accent in this song... It's bad. He should stick to Japanese. Okay, so, I have a question here. It's a debate my best friend and her brother were having: Which do you think hurts more?: Getting hit in the balls, or menstrual cramps/giving birth? ~sj

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