Blurty for Agent Rainbow.
|Tuesday, July 19th, 2005|
personality tests by similarminds.com
Stability results were high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic..
Orderliness results were medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun.
Extraversion results were moderately low which suggests you are reclusive, quiet, unassertive, and secretive.
introverted, secretive, reclusive, tough, non social, observer, fearless, solitary, libertarian, detached, does not like to lead, outsider, abides the rules, mind over heart, good at saving money, does not like to stand out, does not make friends easily, self sufficient, not aggressive, likes the unknown, unconcerned with external opinion, strong, abstract, independent, very intellectual, analytical, high self control
*belch* that was a long quiz.
Nothing really special going on in my life. I leave on Friday if I didn't already type that 50 times.
Wow I was listening to the new system of the down single. Although it does have some great screaming vocals and stuff but holy shit it SUCKS!!! But whatever its their style :) yay.
I guess what I mean is their older stuff was better and more insane and happy. :)
I need a life.
|Wednesday, July 13th, 2005|
Hi guys! Sorry I didn't update in awhile. Now that I'm a bit more educated in terms of guitar technologies and crap (but still very much a beginner) I think I'm going to go for THIS GUITAR:
This guitar is a little bit more expensive than the oddly shaped ESP that I keep posting on here...
But its higher quality and has MORE of the features that I want in a guitar:
Neck thru as apposed to bolt-on
Double humbucker pick up configuration
and.. of course
Uber slick.. very flat and thin wide neck.
And I found an active pick up that sounds even BETTER than the EMGs that I posted. Its by a company known as seymour duncan for those of you that are unfamiliar and still have no idea what the hell I'm saying but are reading anyway. They're kind of expensive (plus installation also :/) so I think I'll enjoy the guitar awhile ... then purchase the pick ups to replace the stock ones. Stock pick ups always suck unless you are spending 2,000 bucks on a guitar lol.
Anyway, enough of that gibberish. Ummmm lets see...
I leave for nerd XC camp on the 22nd.
OOHHH OH MY GOD EVERYONE SHOULD GO TO THE HARRY POTTER PARTY AT BORDERS ON FRIDAY.
I'M GOING TO BE THE WAD OF FUZZY HAIR WITH THE SIGN THAT SAYS "HERMIONE" IN THE CORNER.
I STILL HAVENT RESERVED A COPY OF THE 6TH BOOK BECAUSE I SUCK.
Damn can you believe that after that there's only one more book to go then its bye bye harry potter?
Its been such a long time...
Time fascinates me now that we're all getting older. A year really isn't anything and stuff and wow guys im so sorry that every time I type entries I just got more and more tired than I can never finish my thoughts. I might just get rid of this blurty all together one day... maybe. I dunno.
I'm exhausted folks goodnight :(
|Friday, June 24th, 2005|
Hi folks. Camp has been completely uneventful as there have been many field trips and performances in the auditorium that have pretty much allowed me (and many other staff members) the rest of the mornings and the afternoons off this week.
I put my guitar back together again and it sounds better because I adjusted the height of the pickups. (yayy)
I got my DMV permit test completion certificate. Our goal month to get the license is November-ish.
My schedule also came in the mail and it is as follows:
1. Spanish 3 (oh god I think I might have Naranjo)
2. Free save for labs on Wednesday.
3. Anatomy and Physiology (yay!!)
4. Art History
9. PE (essentially.. another free period...)
Well that's how it stands now. Unfortunately I don't have art. That kind of pisses me off. I kind of need that to get me into college. I also kind of need it to balance out my GPA. But there's a conflict. I think it has to do with 2nd period or something and labs and... I had a similar problem the year before. Really... infuriates me. I s'pose I'll have to e-mail Ms. Duty and stuff.
I think that maybe I haven't been getting enough sleep lately or something because I feel so senile. I can't remember things and I keep repeating myself and its very embarassing. So if I say anything that I've said before I do apologize.
Maybe its the lack of food. There's never any goddamn food in this house.
Running sucks because I'm so far behind everyone else in terms of training. Its amazing what skipping one week can do to you. Tomorrow I should be doing 10 miles for Parrot Jungle. I'll be doing about 5-7. (Probably 6).
So everyone that was my speed last year is faster than me. Yayyy. Don't get me wrong. I'm not some psycho bitch girl that'll murder anyone on her team faster than her. I really don't care about how good somebody else is compared to me. I'm just bothered about my own improvement this year compared to other years and whether or not I'll get a chance to run at states. I already missed my last chance to run states on that amazing course in Tampa. (No hills... just flat... grass. It's perfect.)
I hope next year doesn't suck. (I think I repeated myself again).
Anyway. I guess that's all I really have to say for this afternoon. I need to find something to do other than scratch my mosquito bites and decompose.
|Monday, June 20th, 2005|
Eh nothing really to say. Camp is as it has always been. I stripped some of the paint off my guitar with that nasty paint thinner they keep in the art room. It looks... interesting. Its in a zig zaggy fashion because I didn't have any sandpaper so instead I used scissors. I think i kind of like it that way. Then when I got home I got really carried away and whipped out a screw driver and started taking the pickguard off so I could look at my guitar's guts :)
Anyway, the result was me being stupid and loosening the screws that control how high the pickups (you know, the magnets that basically transfer the sound through happy electrical signals to your amp and stuff?) were and causing the springs that hold those screws to fall away. Anyway there are like 4-6 of those little screws with the springs, and the only way I can reattach them happily again is by taking off my strings so I have some room to work with... but my strings are new and I kind of don't want to do that. So I feel a bit dumb right now.
Its funny. Usually when I go about doing little projects like that I always mess up and do something like that. As I was working I was thinking "DD.. you know you really should take off the strings.." but "noo! I don't want to spend another $10 on a set of strings when these are brand new!" Yeah.
I'm not really freaking out about it though. I probably will swap out the pick ups on that guitar with the stock ones that I swap off my new one that I've wanted since like.. last summer :)
The ones I'm swapping on the new guitar I'm getting sound something like this:
EMG 81 http://www.emgpickups.com/downloads/mp3/EMG-81_bridge_dirty.mp3
EMG 85 http://www.emgpickups.com/downloads/mp3/EMG-85_bridge_dirty.mp3
Those two combined should sound very nice :)
Anyway, I had some interesting thoughts that I was going to share this evening but oh well.. I'm kind of sleepy and don't really feel like it.
|Tuesday, June 14th, 2005|
Work today was horrible because when Jody (da boss) made up the schedules she forgot to give the happy arts and crafts section a break. We had to eat lunch in shifts of us as little henchpeople bringing food for eachother back in our little tower.
My stomach has been a bottomless pit lately. I s'pose my body is catching up with itself or something along with running again. Because I seriously CANNOT. stop eating. I like it and everything but its kind of scaring me at some points.
Today I ran 3 miles today and I felt good :) Yesterday I ran 2 and my guts nearly exploded all over the pavement from lack of abdominal muscle. It wasn't a very happy experience :( I'm kind of sore in places where I usually never expect to be which kind of saddens me. But whatever. I'm bouncing back yayy.
We made a list of children we've encountered that have really weird names. I'll post it later one day. Unfortunately I caught some third grade boys looking at it -_-;; it had been exposed from under some other papers. They didn't say anything. They were just sort of... reading it with these frozen blank expressions on their faces that maybe would break every now and then to blink. I think some 6th grade girls were reading it too... but unfortunately I didn't notice because I was too preoccupied with celebrating my 1st three stitches in a lanyard. Would you believe I'm going on my second summer of being an RE Arts and Crafts counselor on (top of previously being a camper as a kid) and STILL not know how to make a lanyard?
I guess some people just lack some major sequences in their development as human beings.
We didn't just not have breaks today. All of the campers we got today were pre pubescent. You know... 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th graders and maybe your occasional 3rd grade boy. 3rd grade boy is a savage species of
child that should be dealt with the use of a tranquilizer dart gun at all costs. 6th grade boys are just... ugh. The way they question your authority and criticize you all the time just pisses me off. I mean you can't really help but laugh at all the 6th graders (not just the boys) because we all still carry on some of their same characteristics. What can we say. Teenagers get really excited once the brain's ability to critique things (mostly negatively) develops. That's why we're so angsty and bratty and bitchy and its quite freaking hilarious.
There should be a d00d that creeps around malls that throws evanescence CDs at those annoying kids.
I don't mean like loft the CDs into the air. I mean like... hurl the disk at them as though they're vicious ninja assassin type things with their shiriken throwing star things!!
Anyway, moving onto the absolute irony of the above statements. I'm sure you can figure it out. Whatever. The majority of phases that people go through are obviously learned behavior. Learned behavior is an interesting thing in the roles they play in people's lives. Whatever amount of people that may be reading this now, check it out!
ow my face medicine is burning me.
help i'm meeelllting.
Ok. More philosophy for another day. DD is hungry.
yeah and I hope my co workers don't think I have an eating disorder or something because I eat a shitload during the day but I drink a lot of water so I'm constantly running to the bathroom. lol
|Wednesday, June 8th, 2005|
Hi world. Yesterday was the first day I went without that freakish elephant morphine medication. It was very nice. I wasn't knocked out for 25 hours like I was the day before. (literally)\
But then it came and bit me in the ass last night because last night my jaw was throbbing again. It's like turning your head upside down and all the blood rushes... except to two small areas and um, you're not upside down. It was kind of crappy so at 2 am I went to sleep on the couch which worked very nicely. I think it may have had to do with the elevation of my head or something or other or maybe that I was okay with tossing and turning until I felt comfortable without disturbing anyone.
At least I got out and had fun last night though.
I ended up waking at 6 am and not being able to fall back asleep because of my damn throbby jaw.
I only like the reality TV that makes you realize how much of a dumbfuck you are.
*gasp* dd watched tv!
I've been rotting my brain on old episodes of Buffy, mad TV, G4 (aka the nerd channel), and true life.
I hope it doesn't become the only thing I can relate to or some crap like that.
My oldest sister is making a trashheap out of my room. It looks AWFUL. I can't even bring myself to walk in there... and if I do then I risk stubbing my toe on some flamboyantly colored designer shoe.
A lot of people tend to think that I'm a bit messy and disorganized. Yeah? Well, I look pretty OCD in comparison to the new occupant of my room. I'd make my summer more fun and everything by having people over and shit but my room looks too gross and it'll never get clean by me just complaining to her about it.
Anyway, as if I couldn't make this entry even more pathetic and ranty and boohoo-y. I feel sooo weak. When I run again it's going to suck ass. Hopefully it won't be as bad as it was last summer when I let myself go. I was feeling really healthy and in good shape and stuff before surgery =/ now I feel like silly putty.
I wonder if everyone's (including my own) memory was erased we'd still do the same things we had done before.
Would I be some Hollister/Abercrombie shopping maniac with crappy salon highlights and a spray-on tan or some freak genius woman that declines invitations to do things on weekends because studying is more fun?
I still have too many walls up.
I just want to lie on the ground and talk or something.
...then maybe have some ice cream. bleeahargh.
I think I'll take a nap because I get thoughts and stuff but I can't seem to finish them.
It's very frustrating.
Maybe I'll rent a movie or a game tonight. Niah.
Everybody's a little racist somehow.
|Sunday, June 5th, 2005|
Hi. I almost passed out this evening while eating dinner with my grandparents.
It was very embarassing. Didn't wanna make a scene.
Ya know, 'coz I can't exactly satisfy my hearty runner's appetite as nutritiously when I can't really chew stuff?
Oh happy day.
|Saturday, June 4th, 2005|
Wisdom teeth are bye-bye. My face is a beach ball today. Can't open my mouth any wider than two fingers as opposed to normally being able to open it to five.
At one point while I was out on the anesthesia during the procedure I could actually HEAR them working on me. They were using a drill (to cut the teeth in half to pull em out easier) and I felt the pressure of the drill against my mouth so I remember making a noise to tell em to ease up but they ignored me :(. I woke up to the lady putting a bandaid on my IV arm and to tears coming down my face (why? I have no freaking idea.. the anesthesia had me all emotional like that all day. It was very strange). So I wobbled over to the recovery room to lie down for about 10 minutes then I slept in the car on the way home... had some jello then napped for like 3 or 4 hours. Let me tell you.
Advice to all of you getting your wisdom teeth out soon:
When you wake up from that first nap. It's going to HURT. :)
So right now I'm all pumped up on Hydro-codone and Penicillin and eating nothing but jello and ice cream and other various sugary food that will inevitably lead to a sad weight loss from lack of nutritional value.
It was weird. Yesterday I had like.. no swelling. Then today I woke up resembling a chipmunk. (aka. picture me gaining like 30-40 lbs and thats what my face looks like)
This morning went something like this:
Sarah: *walks in* "HEY LOOK HOW SWOLLEN DD IS!!"
Olivia: "Oh I wanna see.."
Olivia: "Its OK dd show us!"
DD: "go away!!!!" *hiding under a mass of pillows*
Dad: "What's going on here? Oh!!! LET ME SEE!!"
anyway on a brighter note.. there's gonna be another anime con on July 9 at FIU!! Since I lost my Domo-Kun thing... maybe I could be vampire hunter "D". That would be funny because the d00d's like 7 feet tall and.. I'm... not! I could be that lady Charlotte that he rescues but her costume is too damn complicated and I don't feel like putting my hair into a bunch of braids and weird hair ties and crap. I'll wear a sign that says "Mini D" or something. Chibi girlie "D". http://www.trashcity.org/BLITZ/BLIT0940.JPG
anyway I'm starving. more jello...
|Tuesday, May 31st, 2005|
Hi. I just poured water all over myself. I kind of didn't expect that much water to be in my abnormally large hot pink plastic Sea World mug.
I went to a kickboxing class yesterday evening with sarah and olivia at grove fitness. We're thinking of renewing our memberships there. Its a bit more sophisticated than The Zone. All I can say is my entire upper body... (forearms, biceps, shoulders, and lats) is a little messed up right now :) and that I can't remember the last time I sweat that much in air conditioning other than times I've gone on a treadmill.
Our instructor is that famous guermo- (I can't spell his name) dude who's main job I think is at that legendary Aikido dojo. He's like a 500 degree blackbelt kickboxer or some crap like that. It was really funny trying to keep up with all the people that devote themselves to going to the class all the time (yeah the raisiny latin ladies with the boob implants, flashy designer-looking work out clothes, and in some cases spray-on tans). I also found it very funny that one of the ladies in the class very strikingly resembled Uma Thurman, and it brought back several memories of some scenes from Kill Bill.
Anyway, feelin' good, feelin' glad the family's together again. I found Lindt chocolate at the Publix nearest me. I SHALL BRING YOU ALL SOME!! *melts in chocolate happiness*
Also, I'm thinking maybe I should do something for my birthday since I won't be in Miami that week. I don't want it to be focused on the fact that I'm turning 16 though lol I just want it to be a random party because I'm back on the planet again lol. I've BEEN back on the planet for about six months. I don't even want the cake to have my name on it. I just want it to say "16". And we can swim and watch craploads of random movies and Spencer can come and play guitar with everyone and weeeeeee!
love my darlings
|Friday, May 27th, 2005|
americans are vain, self centered, and don't know how to eat.
|Thursday, May 26th, 2005|
This was last year's entry on the same day:
Look around you. These were the people that you spent five days in the everglades with. These were the people that you passed notes to during Mrs. Gragg's plagarism speeches. These are your peers.
We have crossed what felt like a huge milestone, but really just a child's step down the path to our futures. Then soon, we'll be off going our own separate ways, building our lives as we go. And we'll always remember: OUTWARD BOUND
and THE RESEARCH PAPER
AND DOUBLE PERIOD AAAAAAAARGHH RAWRRRRRGHLAKSDJFALS!!!
...For most of us, Frosh year was like paddling across the fucking gulf with a really crappy person handling the back of your canoe. But we conquered it. We smacked that mofo across the face with the paddle and now things are moving quite smoothly.
I owe it all to all my friends for making frosh year better than it really was. When it sucked, we supported one another and stuck together, and when it rocked, you guys just rocked the house all the way down. You are all the light of my life. In all honesty, when I'm feeling shitty I find that I cannot stay in a bad mood around you all because just your company alone lifts my spirits enough. For that, I'd do anything to make you guys happy (well... Cati, sorry I don't think I'll be getting you chicken nuggets anytime soon. Even if I did make you cry lmao) Each of you is wonderfully unique, supportive, and downright hilarious in your own ways. Don't change because all of you are gifted and are capable of acheiving so much in the future.
And well... we did it!
Wow its fun to watch yourself polish years off your life like they're *insert bad metaphor here*.
I wonder how I could literarily embellish our sophomore experience. I think I'll be short and sweet with it and just say that it was incredibly
Change is tough. But we don't live anywhere near perfect, which is why we have Walgreens.
This week will be the time where I put all of the bad memories from the year behind me and appreciate the world around me and really take in the polluted, humid miami air and embrace our freedom.
..I'll go skinny dipping. (I don't think my pool has a heater though.)
Or set my amp up in the garage with the door open and just... play it out.
..or go to a skatepark with rollerblades. ...just rollerblades.
I dunno. Anyway, I don't even want to talk about my math exam. Too pathetic and bad.. and humiliating and.. stuff. It's saddening.
But yes. freedom. freedom. Take your underwear off and have a martini or something.
Don't become strangers this summer, kids
I still want to remember you.
|Friday, May 20th, 2005|
No don't worry I'm fully aware that I have no life. When you have no life all you do is while it is being occupied by the void of nothingness that is your life (or unlife) you mope about how you have no life. Which is why people people invent forms of entertainment that exemplify this... no lifeness.|
|Sunday, May 15th, 2005|
The transition from track back into Cross Country is a slow and somewhat grueling, odd process. Especially now that I've run out of my perscription of my inhaler, I'm finding breathing in this incoming summer humid weather to be difficult. I ran a 3 mile distance build up yesterday morning, I can't do it very fast but I find that I have a fairly quick recovery. Looked at beds since Olivia will be my roomie this summer, so I'll be needing a new bed. Best discount from Carl's (yayy). Mom and I also looked at health clubs since she can't stand not getting any kind of physical activity. I'm happy for her. It's been too long and she works stressful hours. We looked at The Zone. It looks alright. The perfect haven for hoardes of insecure, vain Americans. Complete with your spray on tans, vitamin supplements, (ever see those giant bottles of whey?), protein "energy" bars, and lots of exercise equipment. Lots of commercial propaganda directing America to what is and what isn't sexy posted all over the walls and such. Anyway, we have 5 day free passes. I guess its worth a try.
I might do Tae Kwon Do this summer. I'm pretty excited. There's a TKD studio located in the same building The Zone occupies that they sometimes use for Pilates. I'm STILL waiting for them to call me back. It'll be a nice way to increase flexibility and strength and awareness and reflexes and all that happy stuff that I won't really need for Cross Country. Then maybe Jeff can teach me how to use a katana. I've always hoped that when I'm a mom or something I'll be experienced in the use of a katana or Bo. That'd be funny. I'd keep it on my far bedroom wall.
My mom randomnly let me... I don't want to say borrow, "enjoy" her old Indian turquoise bracelets and necklace from her adolescence. They're ollddddd. Grandpa would go on business trips and he went to Arizona and bought her a silver bracelet set with turquoise with a necklace that were made by indians. I think they were navajos. Then my grandma gave her another and its from... good lord knows where. Oh. and then one of her old boyfriends gave her another and it was made by some other navajo artist and you can't really see but its got a signature on it. Needs to be polished. It was really random and I'm terrified I'll break them or something because I even remember mom wearing them when I was really young. But they're cool and kind of make me want to hug a tree. I'll use em for good luck during finals or something I s'pose.
So Friday was the Athletic banquet thing. I wanted to kill anybody that was complaining about the length of the ceremony. That's just stupid. I don't even want to contrast it with last year's. And whoa there is a beautiful lizard on my window. Its green with orange legs. I feel bad, he fell off the screen =/. Happy landings. Anyway, they made it dramatic. There was even a red carpet o.o. They called off the list of senior athletes and what sports they did and they'd go up on stage in front of the big screen which their pictures were projected onto that even had footage of the location where they practice behind it. Example, if somebody did basketball it would show the empty baskbetball court... etc. It was really cool. They made it very intricate AND they had sushi. So they called the track team up on stage and the next thing I knew, as I was staring at the really bright lights I heard "ran a total of 5 races at districts..." and bits and pieces of "qualified for regionals in the 100 m dash and the long jump.." I heard that and suddenly every thought in my mind hushed and Dani kept nudging me. Then suddenly Ms. Nero called my name for recipient of the Coach's Award! I was totally not expecting it and nearly soiled myself and when I went back to my spot with my teammates I could barely stand! So that was quite the "#$(@$!" of my post track season!
But I'll be REALLY happy if I make States.
*hic* well yep. I feel the need to just sit and think about things. Or do something productive. Dunno.
DD signing out.
|Saturday, May 14th, 2005|
Q: How many Aries does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Only one, but it takes a hell of a lot of light bulbs.
Q: How many Taurus does it take to change a light bulb?
A: What, me move?
Q: How many Gemini does it take to change a light bulb?
Q: How many Cancer does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Only one, but he has to bring his mother.
Q: How many Leos does it take to change a light bulb?
A: A dozen. One to change the bulb, and eleven to applaud.
Q: How many Virgos does it take to change a light bulb?
A: One to clean out the socket, one to dust the bulb, one to install, and two engineers to check the work.
Q: How many Libras does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Libras can't decide if the bulb needs to be changed.
Q: How many Scorpios does it take to change a light bulb?
A: None. They LIKE the dark.
Q: How many Sagittarians does it take to change a light bulb?
A: One to install the bulb, and a Virgo to pick up the pieces.
Q: How many Capricorns does it take to change a light bulb?
A: The light's fine as it is.
Q: How many Aquarians does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Have you asked the bulb if it WANTS to be changed?
Q: How many Pisceans does it take to change a light bulb?
A: What light bulb?
Astrological After Sex Comments:
Aries: "Okay, let's do it again!"
Taurus: "I'm hungry--pass the pizza."
Gemini: "Have you seen the remote?"
Cancer: "When are we getting married?"
Leo: "Wasn't I fantastic?"
Virgo: "I need to wash the sheets."
Libra: "I liked it if you liked it."
Scorpio: "Perhaps I should untie you."
Sagittarius: "Don't call me--I'll call you."
Capricorn: "Do you have a business card?"
Aquarius: "Now let's try it with our clothes off!"
Pisces: "What did you say your name was again?"
|Thursday, May 12th, 2005|
|Saturday, May 7th, 2005|
I know mommy-day is tomorrow. But tomorrow I'll be busy pigging out to celebrate mommy-day.
So I just wanted to say...
I love my mommy.
I wish I had the means to make your life easier because you do too much already.
Happy Mommy Day.
|Thursday, May 5th, 2005|
Oh my god I went running for 15 minutes (coz thats all I could do without gasping for air in this awful humidity) for the first time in four days and it felt so good.
Four days doesn't sound very long. But I only ran about once or twice previously since Regionals.
I am extraordinarily happy right now considering how crappy I felt this morning. It was weird. I woke up hating everybody and feeling depressed through periods 1-4.
I think I'm so used to getting endorphins that I just get sad if I don't engage in any physical activity for long periods of time.
I can't wait till summer. I've been trying hard to get in touch with my inner self and spirituality *does some weird yoga pose* for the past maybe 3 or 4 months... but limitedly of course. But this summer I'm going to live and breathe the earth and get happy and get in touch with myself and nature again. (except for maybe the beach... but uh..) wooo! So not only will I just be making $1050 by the end of the summer (HELL YEAH.) but I will do it whilst perched on top my little mist-shrouded mountain in the Himilayas imbuing myself with an inner light and drinking smoothies.
I'm also excited for this summer because I still haven't spent that 330 some-odd bucks on that guitar. So that will make my summer savings of $1380. And obviously because I guarantee I won't have my license by the end of the summer, I won't have to spend that beautiful cash on gas which is such a disgustingly high-priced commodity nowadays. I'll just ride my bike everywhere! SO! Who knows what I can spend it on... with that kind of money I can buy both of the guitars that I covet so much. Or even a TUBE amp. I can buy the guitar I want WITH the hardware modifications I want too! Maybe a pair of soap shoes. Video game rentalsss. Clothes! (need those!) Or better yet...
And I can pay for kickboxing and yoga classes! Something I've wanted to do for awhile!
I'm really excited because Sarah's finally home. I really. REALLY. missed her. :(. Olivia gets home in two weeks. I'll be sharing a room with her which... shall be interesting considering she... isn't the neatest of all people but then again neither am I. It'll be the first time my whole family will be living under one room for an extended period of time in a few years! So that's 5 people, three animals, three bedrooms, and a refrigerator. WOOO! We Gintels is crazy! Right now there are four cars in the driveway. It looks like a party here. Also I can finally have people over and they won't be bored because since we had to move Olivia's stuff into the house, we have her/our (family-owned..passed on to her) big screen TV! It's next to my room. The picture tube in the biggest TV was shot because my Grandma had to be kept mentally stimulated during the day, so it blew out. The only available... watchable TV was in my mom's room and I don't think that guests would necessarily want to hang out in my parent's room. And watching DVDs from across the room on a small computer screen is kind of dull.
I wonder if one day when I get to college I'll get to teach English to kids in like... Osaka, Japan or something.
You know they invented a robot approximately 10 nanometers long that moves by means of DNA strands? Yes it WALKS using strands of DNA. Taking them apart as it lifts one "leg" and putting them back together as it sets it down. Its so cute.
Unfortunately though I must put this daydream aside, as we all have final exams and whatnot gotta maintain a steady focus.
Freshman year kind of wasn't great. Sophomore year SUCKED a little more than halfway through. Well, okay Sophomore year sucked. I feel like I wasted the whole year. It's a terrible feeling. I hope next year is alright despite that extra selling your soul to your studies just to balance your GPA just right. I'm going to make a prediction.
Sophomore year was the year when everybody redistributes themselves.
Junior year is the year that everyone begins heading down their separate ways.
I have a feeling Junior year is going to suck too. But I know I'm going to just be happy that I'll be doing what I want for a change. But as things change directions, we all need to be wary of our surroundings because in our "spur of the moment" naivety we might not see the great open chasms and cracks of opportunity and good choices, as they will be stolen away by the bulk of our mistakes. Kind of like the Burdines parking lot? You know you see this really kickass parking space but this stupid goddamn hoochie Latina soccer mom speeds into it with her gigantic Cadillac Escalade full of her screaming kids.
My words aren't really meant to really hint at anything specific, which I see to be a common characteristic in any kind of written work from people our age. You know those annoying passages that seem to scream "COUGH COUGH". It intimidates people.
But that's really my prediction. Everyone just hold on and be aware of EVERYTHING you do because from this point onward it looks like its going to make an impact. Let us not be judgemental of anyone or anything. Respect each other, stay neutral, and keep focus. Don't let any "ransom everglades school" elitism and outside forces stress you out because we all are drumming to our own beats, right?
Damn I wish I always had this much confidence.
I think that's all I have to type now that's flooding my mind. Go get some whipped cream. Get naked.
Duermense con los angeles.
|Monday, May 2nd, 2005|
Mister McBobo: dd!
Kyuuk37suk1: i feel cool!
Mister McBobo: yay
Mister McBobo: why for
Kyuuk37suk1: i came up with a nifty chord progression with cool melodic singing!
Mister McBobo: ooohhh
Kyuuk37suk1: i finally know what kind of music i want to make!
Mister McBobo: yay!
Kyuuk37suk1: like a type of melodic hard rock/alternative rock/progressive metal!
Kyuuk37suk1: its like eisley but only instead of an american white christian family from texas..
Mister McBobo: haha
Kyuuk37suk1: give them a some weird hippie outfits
Kyuuk37suk1: and some black leather..
Kyuuk37suk1: and some chains..
Mister McBobo: hehehe
Kyuuk37suk1: and maybe the bassist can wear a monk's outfit only in black
Mister McBobo: that sounds just your style
Kyuuk37suk1: and the crowds of people can wave their lighters in the air stoned..
Mister McBobo: :O
Kyuuk37suk1: but then suddenly they'll be moshing.. but they wont be able to because they're so stoned!
Kyuuk37suk1: so its like a giant mass of writhing marijuana-smelling bodies.
I just had to pick up my guitar again and practice a little more and I pulled out this really cool... but vomit-worthily simple chord progression. But I've decided to keep chord progressions completely different from the vocals so that its more pleasing and exotic to the ear because they'll harmonies all funky.
oooh im happy now.
Bottled Sex Water.
69 cents ea.
concluding today's entry.
Mister McBobo: you're a crazy lady
Ay what do I do.
my soul and best wishes goes to the straining AP students, many of which are my acquaintances... (as in the people that somehow manage to tolerate me)
My advice to you all, maintain your focus but learn to separate yourself from the moment and its really not my place to help you figure out how to do that, but you know, FYI... just to save you a couple of arteries.
|Wednesday, April 27th, 2005|
WAHH I WANNA GO TO OZZFEST!!!
6 OF MY FAVORITE BANDS ARE COMING!! ARGHH!
Sunday Sept 4th! West Palm Beach! Arch Enemy(!!!!), Soilwork(!!), In Flames(!!!), Killswitch Engage(!!).. and.. yeah!!
And if I still lived in The Woodlands, I would have been just 15 minutes from the closest ampitheater...
and now ozzfest goes to that one!!
|Tuesday, April 26th, 2005|
I mentioned this to somebody on AIM soonafter I discovered it.
But in the peak of my period religious confusion as an adolescent... something I've been thinking about FREQUENTLY.
...I still have yet to discover what source of light from my room is causing the formation of a cross on my door.
But upon getting up from typing this brief and rather spontaneous entry and getting up to open and close the door-
Okay I have two doors to my room. One is a pocket door that leads to a hallway with the guest bedroom and the bathroom directly across from it. At the end of the hall is my bedroom.
Now that I've clarified what I mean by "opening and closing the door".. when the light is ON my door...
It appears the horizantal part of the cross is from some light... going over the open door itself but I have no idea where the vertical part is coming from.
I think I will just confirm this as a mere coincidence that serves as a bit of a reminder and doesn't call for paranoia of any sort.
Thankyou kiddies and goodnight
~The Frazzled One
Blurty for Agent Rainbow.