Wednesday, February 8, 2006

   yay.

I bought the Brokeback Mountain soundtrack just for one 1-minute-52-second-long song.

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Tuesday, February 7, 2006

   WOOT!

Woot! I beat Minesweeper on the "expert" setting! *dances* I guess I'm just a genius then, huh? It's funny, cuz when I play that game, I don't think. My mind just blanks. It goes into math mode or something weirdass like that... I don't ever have a shit of a clue what I'm doing when I do my math homework, either. Okay, so, random: Did I tell y'all that I got some letter from some college a while ago that said some shit about creative writing, and since it actually caught my attention, I sent in for additional information? Well, it's called Hollins University, it's in Roanoke, Virginia, which is several hours' drive from here... But anyways, that's about all the more I know... I got the information booklet thingy on Saturday but haven't looked at it yet... (I'm really into this "college searching" bullshit, aren't I?) Anyways, so, now that I beat minesweeper, I don't know what to use to distract myself while writing. I need to write up a plotline for my babies to follow. Speaking of my babies, you should hear me in creative writing. I just go on and on... It was hilarious today. My best friend wouldn't give me a sour Altoid thingy, so I took back Obsidian Butterfly from her (it's my book, I'm just kind enough to lend them to her for reading purposes) and I put it in my coat and zipped it up and wouldn't give it back and we were just short of killing each other just because I wanted a damn altoid and she wouldn't give me one. It was hilarious. You should have seen us. But she ended up giving me one after I proved that I wasn't gonna just give in and go without the damn altoid. She had a whole can of them, dammit. When my best friend won't share with me, what is the world coming to? Ultimately, it wasn't worth the stubbornness I put into it, but I did prove I have a will of iron and when I say I want a damn altoid, you give me a damn altoid! To make it all better, I decided, while sitting there with a book inside my leather coat, that if she hadn't given me a damn altoid by the end of class, I would just go to English, get a piece of gum from my other friend, and give back Obsidian Butterfly after english class, just because it's a weird, random, stupid thing to do. But, I got my damn altoid, gave back the book, AND got a piece of gum! So BOOYEAH! Another hilarious thing in creative writing: Eclipse said that if I ever have children, the only reason will be so that I can call myself The Creator. So I went into a spiel about I AM THE CREATOR AND YOU SHALL WORSHIP ME! DON'T LISTEN TO THAT CHRISTIAN GOD SHIT OR THAT HINDU STUFF OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT! I AM THE ONLY GOD BECAUSE YOU CAME FROM ME! It was fun. Back to what I was saying about my babies... I went into a long, rambling spiel about how I love them and care for them and they are my children and I hug them when they're down and I feed them because nobody else will, and I love them because they're lonely guys, and I give them candy because I love them more than Eclipse loves me, and... and they're 26 and 34 years old, but they've only existed for about a month, and... and... I gave birth to them when I was -18 and -9 years old... or something like that... I guess it'd be -19 and -11... Wow, my math is fucked up... I must be on crack. Anyways, so, I don't remember why I started talking about my babies and damn altoids (they are no longer just Altoids... they are... DAMN altoids!) numa numa lei, numa numa lei... Anyways, so, tomorrow, my best friend is 16. Exactly a month from tomorrow, one of my other friends turns 17 (he acts like he's 10). Exactly one month from Valentine's Day (which is in a week--kill me if I theme my site pink for a day) is my birthday. Can you believe I've lived for nearly 16 years and only realized last week that Valentine's Day is exactly one month before my birthday? February 14th... it's exactly one month before March 14th... I guess I never made the "February 14th is Valentine's Day" connection... Nope... I think I just realized that last week as well... Phew. I'm quite the retard lately. I need to post some art. Yes. I think I shall doodle in classes tomorrow... Have you ever read Angel Sanctuary? Did you know Kurai is a girl?! I DIDN'T REALIZE THAT UNTIL MORE THAN HALFWAY THROUGH THE BOOK! God! And Arachne is a guy that looks like a girl and... it's just so fucked up! The stoy is fucked up, the characters are fucked up... Incest! Incest! Aaaaugh! So for my next manga purchases... Berserk 2, Diabolo 2... perhaps Angel Sanctuary 2 and Samurai Deeper Kyo 2 if I'm feeling rich... Then again, I might just hold off on all that and buy Gravitation DVD #2... Anyways. I'm so gone. It's almost 11:00 and I haven't thought up a plotline for my babies whom I love so dearly. (I almost wrote "deadly" as a typo... I do not love them deadly... that'd be like the title of a romance/crime novel/movie)... ~SJ Hon o tabenakereba narimasen!

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Monday, February 6, 2006

HEY YO! Steelers won the Superbowl, yo. My friend thinks they paid off the refs, but I say, if they paid off the refs so the Steelers would win, who cares? And, to make it all better... THERE WAS A PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN 2 COMMERCIAL! DID YOU SEE IT? DID YOU? DID YOU? *jumps up and down screaming* I CAN'T WAIT FOR THAT MOVIE! I am SO seeing it the day it comes out. Heck, if there's a midnight showing, I'll be at that. It's summer vacation. I'm so gonna be there. I LOVE POTC. (you would never guess by looking at my bedroom. Of the six things I chose to put on my walls, three are POTC. ^_^ The others are FMA, whales, and wolves). I wonder if they make a Pirates of the Caribbean border... I would so redecorate my room POTC if I could. I ought to buy that bedspread and stuff I saw at Hot Topic... *ahem* So, I had a 2-hour delay today for god knows what reason... my mother told me JUST as I was about to get out of bed. So I managed to get in another hour of sleep. *dances* It was so wonderful. Several of my teachers weren't there... I bet I know where they were... At home with hangovers... So, I was watching the Puppy Bowl on Animal Planet yesterday and decided what kind of small dog I want. A shiba inu. Not because it's a japanese breed, but because it's so freaking cute as a puppy. Put in a google image search. They're cute. As for a big dog, I want either a husky, german shepherd, or belgian shepherd. Then there's always collies and shelties... But they have such long freaking hair I'd go berserk trying to take care of it. So, let's see... I have to list ten ideas for story plots by the end of the week for creative writing. I have nine. I need one more. ONE MORE! ONE. MORE!!! I also only have five weeks in which to write a story, polish it up, and make it beautiful. And it has to be a story that I won't too greatly grieve giving up rights to for it to be published in some damn book along with a mazillion other short stories... Ah, the tragedies. Well, I'm off to play minesweeper. Sayonara. ~SJ *shakes fist* Damn minesweeper. Fucking addictive.

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Saturday, February 4, 2006

*does a dance* I saw Brokeback Mountain! I liked it. I just got back from my best friend's birthday party an hour ago... That was joyous... I got harassed and molested and I ate too much and my friend was carrying me and he tripped and landed with a lot of weight on his knee, which landed between my legs... Lucky I'm a girl... But my tailbone still hurts cuz it landed on concrete floor.... hurt hurt. Let's see... I'm tired as all fucking hell. I think I have some disease. I wanted to bite my friend's neck today. Yay for being a vampire. *heavy sigh* I'm tired. I want to sleep for about 24 hours and see if that'll fix the damn problem. Nope. The more I sleep the more tired I am. I know that for a fact. Then again, the less I sleep, the more tired I am.... I guess I just have to get the perfect amount... and that hasn't been happening lately, I guess. I am SO going to bed soon... FMA's on tonight. Damn. Ah well. The joys of VCR timers. Life sucks when I'm tired. I haven't been inspired for weeks, haven't felt like writing, reading, drawing, nothing. I read the Anita Blake books, nothing else. I would probably be okay if I woke up and did stuff instantly, but on weekdays, I wake up, spend the next 8 hours at school, and when I get home, I'm tired. On weekends, I wake up, read the Anita Blake books until my mother gets off the computer, then all I want to do is go back to reading my book. I have serious problems. See you in counseling. Which reminds me of something at the party today. Eclipse brother was going downstairs, and he's like, "See ya in counseling!" and I go, "Counseling?! I'll be there! It's a date!" Then I paused and added, "Is the counselor hot?" and leaned over to Eclipse and whispered, "Maybe he can help me with my innate sexual desires." Yay. School. Blah. I don't get any days off until the 20th. Two fucking weeks. Then I get off March 9th & 10th for teacher days... so, four-day weekend... Then sometime in April is Easter--or excuse me, Spring Break... Then in May there's nothing, but that's the last month of school anyways... Watch the Superbowl, root for the Steelers... I dunno if they'll win, but root for them anyway purely because I said so and you love me... ~SJ Life sucks when you're tired.

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Wednesday, February 1, 2006

Ugh. Inspire me. I have to write.... write... an actual story... not a fanfiction... by march 14th. My precious 16th birthday... it now is a deadline for a writing contest... *falls to her knees* Who cares about being sixteen. *grabs a random passerby* I HAVE TO WRITE GOOD! TO GET NOTICED! BY PEOPLE! AND GET PUBLISHED IN THE ANTHOLOGY OF STUFF! *collapses into a sobbing heap in the middle of the road* I have a lot of characters, and can always create more... Yay. Just what I need, to have more babies. To pet and care for and love and feed. AND MY POOR FANFICTIONS ARE BEING NEGLECTED! I haven't updated in weeks, I haven't written to them in days, the story is falling down into a pit of moldy dispair... Shadow's gonna get pissed and start getting trashed in the back of my mind. AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS THEN? BECAUSE I DON'T! Dammit. Stress. Finals in classes don't cause such stress. I only found out about the thing today and now I'm all... YAHHH! Cuz if I don't enter this one I'll have to write a POEM for a different contest. But i want to write a short story. Just thinking of a plot that can be rolled up in no more than 1500 words is... a pain in the ass. Help me think. Dance, minions, dance! ~SJ

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Tuesday, January 31, 2006

I have to try To break free From the thoughts in my mind Use the time that I have I can say goodbye Have to make it right ~Within Temptation ~"Stand My Ground" WOOT. Brokeback Mountain. Eight nominations. Memoirs of a Geisha. Six nominations. War of the Worlds. Three nominations. I've only seen one of these movies, but it makes me happy all the same. I watched a trailer for Brokeback Mountain today... since, for all my wanting to see it and stuff, I'd never even seen the trailer or any commercials (except the very end of one, to know it was in limited release in december)... So, I watched the trailer, but the computer didn't have sound, so tomorrow or tonight I think I'm gonna watch it again on a computer that HAS sound... It looks so great. *jumps up and down all happy-like* And I might get to see it in theatres! *squeals* *composes herself* Anyways, so, let's see.... I had to bring my math book home today to do like, six measly stupid little questions... Well, they all have about 3 parts... damn questions. Homework puts me in a bad mood. Last night, I was doing math for an hour and a half, and at 11:02, I just slammed my book shut and started cussing at it under my breath. It's not like it was hard, in fact it was really easy, it's just time consuming, and in my opinion, the time it consumes is a total waste. Why am I, an author, ever going to need to know how to find the lenth of the sides of a triangle when I'm only given two angles and one side... Or, the angles of a triangle when all I know is it's sides. I mean, sure, it's kinda cool to know it, but do I care? DO I? DO I?! NO! NO, NO, NO! Math sucks. Trigonometry... SUCKS. But luckily, this is apparently the end of it... No more trig after the test tomorrow. *dances* And PDM (pre-calculus and discrete math) apparently focuses mostly on algebra and logical thinking. Algebra, no problem. Logical thinking, or thinking of any kind... bad. And I am SO not taking Calculus my senior year. I'm not taking ANYTHING requiring thought my senior year. Choke me with a sword... Well, my random shpeel (spiel) for the day was about BB Mountain.... So, now that that's over... There was something else I was gonna ramble about... But I don't remember, so, no. ~SJ party o shimasu. Ah! Douyoubi, tomodachi no uchi e paati o shimasu ni ikimasu... or something similar...

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Monday, January 30, 2006

*jumping up and down* WOOHOO! I'M GONNA DIE A GOOD DEATH! Death through freak supernatural incident You are going to die in a freak vampire/werewolf incident. I would start carrying garlic and silver bullets if I were you. There is something weird about your demeanor, and evil is attracted to you. Plus you may be a little attracted to evil too. Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com All the quizzes I took on this site seemed to portray me fairly well (except for the "what is your walk?" one... I do NOT walk like I'm hopping and writhing in pain and whatever the other one was...) I'm hyper. But I have math homework to do, and a shower to take, and Jean-Claude in vinyl to read about. Vinyl... *drool* Jean-Claude... *drool* Jean-Claude in vinyl... *passes out from hormone overload* I'm really into vampires suddenly. It all started with Guilty Pleasures in October... Around Halloween... I started reading the Anita Blake books... It's only got worse since... Interview with a Vampire... I want to read the book now... But I have to finish Anita Blake... Then I'll sample some Anne Rice... Interview with a Vampire, Queen of the Damned... there's another one... whatever. Not to be concerned with that now. Anita Blake now, Lestat and Louis later... Yay vampires! I was working on questions in world cultures and thinking about how my friend gave me a funny look when I said Interview with a Vampire is a sexy movie, and I looked down at my paper once I snapped out of my trance, and it said something like this: "Towns decreased in size or were abandoned as people sought vampires." I smacked my head off my desk. It was supposed to say "refuge"... not "vampires"... I was laughing so hard, and I handed the paper to my best friend beside me and I'm like, "read that..." and we both ended up laughing hysterically and were all red in the face from laughing... ~SJ Woot woot!

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Sunday, January 29, 2006

Your walk is: A Mix of Hopping, Dancing and Writhing in Pain Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com dont' forget to read my post. *points down*

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System of a Down kicks ass. I only don't have one of their CDs... Mezmerize. I want it. I shall have it. I shall order it or buy it next time I see it. I shall love it and cherish it and its obscene lyrics. It's my sister's birthday. I didn't sing happy birthday and my mother's giving me grief. She says that on my birthday, they should just not sing happy birthday to me, and not give me a cake, and pretend the day doesn't even exist. She goes, "Would you sing happy birthday then?!" and me, laughing hysterically, said, "Probably not!" And I wouldn't. I'm not susceptible to such bribes. But I think it's funny how pissed she gets just cuz I refuse to sing around people. Guess what. I think I'm gonna get to see Brokeback Mountain in theatres. YEEHA! *dances fervently* It makes me so happy. My best friend's mom is gonna take us sometime, since my mother would suffer a heart attack and die from seeing two hot guys make out. I'm not gonna tell her I'm going. I'll just be like, "Hey yo. I'm goin' to my friend's house, yo." and they'll come pick me up and we'll haul ass down to the theatres and see hot guys make out and I'll have a party. I think I know how the movie ends, cuz my friend got the short story for Christmas and he told me how that ends... But that's unimportant. Y'know, this kinda shows how pathetic I am. I hate love stories and I'm not a fan of westerns, but hey! Gey cowboys, you say? I'm there, man! Shadow = pathetic. Oh well. Life could get worse. I have math homework. That's worse. I don't want to do it. Trig sucks. Sines, cosines, tangents, triangles, angles, sides... SSS, ASA, SAS, SAA, SSA... Lol... For SSA (side side angle) triangles, my teacher gave us a good way to remember something. Apparently, when you solve for the other two angles, you're gonna get two answers. She told us, the way to remember that you're supposed to have two answers is because it's an SSA triangle, and getting two answers is a pain in the... SSA backwards. XD I hate math, but I like math CLASS. I sit in what I decided to call ADD corner. The kid in front of me doesn't do his work and doesn't pay attention, the kid beside him sleeps in class, and I sit there and zone out, think about stories, read, draw, do other homework, etc. Heh heh. ADD. We're all 'tards in that corner. Well, I've got this story I'm working on that is completely and totally separate from any fanfiction genre, because it is, indeed, not a fanfiction. So I'm gonna go write that now. ~SJ I love two of my characters. It's so great to love your children, especially when they're 26 and 34 years old and you're only 15, but gave birth to them. We have a great relationship, me and them two.

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Saturday, January 28, 2006

Hey yo. My best friend's birthday is in like, a week and a half, yo. She's gonna be sixteen. Yo. *screams and runs away* Then again, a month and some days after that, I'll be sixteen too. YEEHA! Everyone run! Then again, I won't be getting my permit until my mother thinks I'm 'responsible enough'. Parents are such a drag. My dad said he'd take me to get my permit. Maybe I'll just ask him to. Then again, it'd be the best idea for me to wait until I've finished driver's ed, because I'm damn well not gonna *study* for the damn test... Since I don't have any of the information in my brain right now, I'd have to read the entire driver's manual thing so I'd know stuff. I know nothing about driving. We took a pretest, I got a 33% on it. Ten correct out of thirty. Yeeha, Shadow's right on the drivin' bandwagon, nanoda! I like that word. Nanoda. It doesn't really mean anything, from my understanding... Apparently Ryuichi says it alot, but I haven't watched the Japanese version of my Gravi DVD... Speaking of me turning sixteen, maybe I'll get a bunch more money (I still have roughly a hundred bucks from christmas) and buy a bunch of anime and manga. I still want Wolf's Rain 1 and the Rurouni Kenshin Saitou vs Kenshin DVD, and Gravitation 2, 3, and 4. ...Nanoda! I'm gonna go up to random people and say that in a singsong voice. Like those commercials where those people said "Ri-co-la!" Well I'll go up to people and go "Na-no-da!!!" I was going to say something here... Oh yeah! Sports. Superbowl. Who ya rootin' for? If you don't know, it's the Steelers and the Seahawks. If you don't pay attention or don't care, just say so. But if you do care or someone in your house cares, who is you or your household rooting for? I'm not telling you who I'm rooting for so as not to infect your minds. With that said, I think I'll go away. I can't remember what I actually wanted to say here that was mildly important. ~SJ My birthday's March 14th. Mark it on your calendars. Send me love and inspiration, and sexy male strippers.

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