The Last Day

It's the last day today.

Good work, everybody. It was fun. Let's do it all again next year.

New Year, new promises, new possibilities.

Peace. :P


--To Be Fed To Wolves

Sell Some Pictures

Hehehe...inside joke. :)

I baked sugar cookies today. and it was fun. I made gingerbreadman-shaped and stars and trees and candy canes and bells. Oh, and one circle.

It was funny; I started naming my masterpieces. Must've been weird for Bro.

[While sprinkling on purple sugar crystals] "I shall call this one, 'Heart of Candracar'."

[Coloring man red] "I dub you 'Circulatory System'."

[Sprinkling blue in a skeletal form of a man] "This one shall be 'Depression'."

[Sprinkling green on blue] "I call it: 'PANGEA'!!"

LOL. I guess it was one of those "you had to be there" things. Ah, well.

I WANNA WATCH LAST EXILE!!!!

Somehow I feel like the 2 weeks I have off won't be enough time to relax; I still have homework, and I haven't swam, written, caught up on some manga/anime---RIKUO-KUU~UN!!---or finished any of my earlier drawings (before my style changes completely). Oh, and I got bored already today. This is what happens when the economy SUCKS and people in the middle-turned-lower class HAS. NO. MONEY.

Way to go, Bush, previous presidents (save for Clinton).

Oh, right. It kinda DIDN'T SNOW ON CHRISTMAS, and now most people here are in denial that Christmas has even happened. SNOW NEEDED TO BE THERE, if only just for that one day. That really but a damper on my holiday, man. You know who I blame? Global Warming. You know who's mess this is? Humankind, namely the present adult generation (and maybe a few of the previous one). You're screwing messing up the planet, man, and I don't appreciate it.

Not only are we fighting for overpriced oil that will soon run out because we're overusing our resources, but we're using more of that oil than we need to kill the ozone and melt the polar ice caps. And ruin the magic of a "White Christmas." Thank you, guys. So. Much.

Way. To. Go.

And on that happy note, I take my leave.


--To Be Fed To Wolves

MERII KURISUMASU~!

Merry Christmas, guys!!! I have 15 minutes before this glorious day of magic is over. I hope everyone had a great day and will keep having days of awesommeness!!

I ate till I was full today...I had everything on the table except the ox tail--and it was a potluck dinner.

I think that I got everything I asked for...and then some. I'm very happy. *u*

Got my Dracopedia, so now I can draw dragons, and...gray coloring/shading markers, and candy, and a Pokémon game, and a hoodie pullover! And more...I just have to finish my last Pokemon game first, before I can start my new one...ehehehe...

Draw, draw, and draw some more...that's what I wanna do...but I also want to write, and then I have to read and answer questions...*tears*

Meh. Ah well... All in due time. I'll start my little-by-little baby-steps-to-progress planning tomorrow.

Maybe.

'Tis the Night Before Christmas...

And I don't really have anything to say; I just had dinner, and it was DELICIOUS~♫

Just wanted to wish everyone out there, whether you ever see this or not, a Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, "Joyous Kwanzaa" (according to a classmate of mine), and just a great day in general tomorrow.

...

And from now on, I guess. There's no excuse to not have a great day everyday. :)

Wishing all the best,

TrinnBloom

I'm Thinking to Myself...Thoughts of Nothingness

I tend to space out a lot. (Don't tell SO) I'm really happy because it started to snow earlier...It was cold outside, though (obviously, in order for it to snow), and I couldn't admire the flakes for long.

I believe it has stopped...*SOB*

Today was the last day of school for about 2 weeks. I'm so excited!! It's not all stockings and eggnog though; two teachers assigned me some work for the break (darn...), and music sensei wants todos los instrumentos to go home, which means that everyone takes home an instrument, even if it's not theirs.

I have to read (and take notes on) the first four chapters of The Great Gatsby, which will be a pain because Mr. M has my notebook...and for history I have to answer some sort of questions for chapter 12 (the Renaissance) and then read chapter 14 and then answer the same kind of questions for THAT chapter.

*GROAN*

Mr. T wasn't even here this entire week, and he's giving us homework. We don't even know which questions to answer exactly, and apparently he probably won't check the questions anyway. ¬ . ¬

I'm still gonna do it. Hopefully tomorrow or something; but if I can't manage, then I won't start it until...3 days after Christmas? And then I SO won't do it around New Year's...

Meh. I'll get it done.

I also want to: watch anime (catch up), read manga (catch up), draw (catch up), write one-shots, swim, play with/use whatever I may get for Christmas.

I had something else on my mind, but I appear to have forgotten it.

Oh, right. I got to go through all the viola lockers after school today, looking for a viola I could use. All the ones left over had no tapes, which tell me where to put my fingers on the fingerboard. That's a problem, but these next two weeks should be interesting as far as my viola is concerned: I'll have to learn to recognize the correct notes as I play, and I appear to have somehow broken my shoulder rest, so...

Yeah. Hard time practicing. I blame the viola for the shoulder rest thing. The viola is too small for a rest fitted for a 15" viola, but apparently to big for the next smaller size.

I will also have to look forward to learning to retune my viola. ¬.¬ Great.

Here's to me!

--TrinnBloom

Giving is nice. :) 

You should try it sometime.

The Day The Day Before Break

"You have to have sanity to question it."

Not that I'm particularly fond of freezing my extremities off, but it should really be around 15-20º out right now. At least cold enough to snow a bit and keep it there. GOSH. Is that too much to ask for? (Although, my mom has asked for snow, even if just for Christmas, and it's come either Christmas Eve, or Christmas day, so here's to hoping!)

Right. That's what I was thinking as I made my way home. I tend to look at the ground when I walk. Looking down at your feet and the immediate area is often interpreted as a sign of weakness (or at least to mis padres). I don't look that far down; I look at the sidewalk ahead of me. It's a habit I developed; a subconscious one. In my opinion, this is bad or not good because 1) it limits my range of vision to the floor, and 2) it may give others the impression that I am a good target for harassing.

As I was thinking, I came to the conclusion or theory that people who did not plan ahead very well would not make very good walkers, and vice versa. Here's how I see it:

When you walk looking at the ground around your feet, you limit your vision and foresight, although you are usually looking out for any possibly troublesome situations (like holes, crap, big puddles). When you look ahead, toward the horizon, you see everything in advance, and you can plan accordingly. ("Oh, there's a puddle up 10 yards ahead; now I know to avoid it.") Then you can take everything in stride, literally.

...

So, earlier, I stepped onto the escalator to exit the subway, and my shoes were wet ('twas raining out), resulting in me slipping as the stair moved away and elevated. I regained my balance with a "Whoa!", then announced that I had almost slipped, to anyone, to no one, and particularly to my companion. I was happy that I had avoided falling, and resumed my climb.

Then I heard this ugly, high-pitched laugh, presumably from one of the girls of this threesome of teens going down the other escalator. I thought that it was just someone laughing at a joke, until the tactless idiot started to speak.

"HAHA! YOU ALMOST FELL!!"

Except Person had that kind of voice/accent where "fell" sounds like "fail". (is it characteristic of African-Americans/Blacks in general? [not to sound racist or some crap; some of my friends pronounce things the same way)

I- to da -D- to da -IOT. Not only were you cruel enough to laugh in the first place (while I was still in earshot), but you were stupid enough to continue your obviously short and simple train of thought and actually announce the obvious: I almost fell.

That was ignant.

I actually humored the fool and turned to look at them. The high-pitched voice belonged to this guy; probably a little older than me. He was even looking at me. I think that I should have just ignored the impudent brat. But it's OK; I was bashing him mentally. 

There's this cool video our glowsticks club made of some of us glowsticking to holiday techno; it's so cool. I actually look competent. I was gonna post it, but then I'd have my school associated with me, soo... no. Sorry. :P

"Wonder"

"Wonder" by TrinnBloom

I wonder

If anyone ever thinks about others.

Other people besides themselves.

I wonder

If anyone considers the consequences

Of their actions,

Even just once,

Even just for a second.

I wonder if

Anyone looks back

At their past

And laughs

Like I do.

I wonder

If people take the time

To be happy with their lives

Or if they have to find the time

To frown upon anything

And everything.

I wonder

If anyone tries

To find the joy in any and all things

Like I try to do.

I wonder

If anyone realizes

That it’s much easier to be happy

Than to be disappointed in everything.

I wonder

If anybody ever wonders

About the wonders

Of the world,

Large and small.

I wonder

If I wonder…

Freedom is Such Strange Niceness...

Whoa. This song just went from English to Japanese. O.O

Nice.

I wanna do that...

Speak Japanese.

But moving away from that....

I. Am. Feeling. So weird. I'm...free. For now. I have no homework, and I couldn't bring my viola home, so I have nothing school related to do. Which means I am free to do leisurely things like read, write or draw. I wanna write some poems...I'll post one I wrote a while ago.

I also have...9 stories in my head that are brilliant--OH! THERE'S ANOTHER ONE I FORGOT!-- and none of them are getting written, save for Xela's story, dubbed "Xela's Story" until I come up with a decent title.

I've decided I'll write little one-shots for all or most of my stories, just to get some ideas on paper. More stuff to catch up on this break. ^ - ^

I also have to dress Nekami up as a reindeer (Rudolph, most likely) he's gonna hate me....

Nekami's my own character, just so you know. He's supposed to be Mr. Cool, but he'll probably glare at me for drawing him in a reindeer outfit. XD Can't wait!

[Note to self: complain about Global Warming and its affect on the climate tomorrow, unless it snows between now and then]

I found 6¢ within my first 7 minutes in the school. YES!! 6¢ richer

I was also made aware that this guy kinda maybe-maybe not has a crush on me (I kinda figured, but this girl was announcing the innermost thoughts and such, soooo...)


Listening to: "Wherever You Are" by One OK Rock (English-Japanese song!!)
Currently plotting: those one-shots, my Friday, my winter break
Trying to finish: redoing those notes for chapters 7-9? of The Catcher in the Rye (Good book, I recommend that you read it, although make sure it's not for a classroom assignment; read it on your own time to get the most out of it)

Pageviews by Country and FOOD

"Pageviews by Country"..."Hong Kong."

Apparently, Hong Kong is now a country all by itself. Congratulations, mate. (It was only a matter of time.)

Yeah. I was looking at that a day or two ago...Under the pageviews by country section I saw Hong Kong, but the last time I checked, Hong Kong was a city in China--quickly researches "Hong Kong"--

...

Oh.

OK, so Hong Kong is an area more so than a city (city-state). That's cool. You learn something new everyday, eh? Anyway, it's still a region of the PRC, aka China. I'm just thinking it would go under "China". Hmm... I wonder if I get pageviews from Alaska, will it just say "United States" or "Alaska"?

Food~

Gluten Free Cocoa Pebbles®. Gluten. I didn't even know it was in there, or what it was, and they took it away from me. Jeez.

And then--AND THEN--they had "94% fat free" butter on Popcorn at school. WTBH?! Butter is nothing but fat. What'd you take out? WHAT DID YOU LEAVE? Might as well give us some plain popcorn, which I'd still eat. ;3

And...I made brownies~ For a club party tomorrow; it's the last meeting before break, and everyone knows that the holidays are the perfect excuse to eat. So, yeah. Potluck-ish and I made brownies to bring!

That was the fastest 27 minutes of my life.

I made Martha Stewart-style brownies (that's what the marker said).

[Random] Journal Entry XIII

Or is it "XIII"? Hmmm...[Edit: OK, it IS "XIII", and why didn't anyone tell me I repeated VII? (Skipped "VIII") And MAN it so does not seem that long since I started blogging...maybe because I haz no life and blog almost everyday???]

Oh, right. Just a quick note before I black out. First of all, I got to draw this really cool picture today, and I'll refine it between now and winter break~

I have it here on my art blog.

That was fun, and I also finished my math homework and felt smart, and I got to start eating my Ben&Jerry's Ice cream while reading Gakuen Alice. It was a nice story; I've been here for a while. But I have close to 0 self-control; I slightly overate my ice cream; the next time I eat it I may be disappointed...

And, I wrote another poem (they just keep coming): For wintry goodness and holiday spirit and all that:

"The Window"

Wake up to that abstract world of white

Outside the window

The white specks float down gently

Blown every which way

Hither and thither

Making their final landing

On the warm surface

Of a sleeping earth

Just sit up and watch

The snow swirl

The wind may howl

The windows may rattle

But it doesn't matter

Hot chocolate in hand

Swaddled in blankets

The bedside

The windowsill

The couch

The floor

Quiet

Peaceful

Warm

Cozy

Content

Calmly

Gazing out the window

It must be cold outside

For the world to just freeze

Like it does

But it's pleasant here

The world's blanket of white

To this blanket of warm

The world's icy chill

To the fire's heat

Separated

By only an inch

That world

So different from this one

Is just outside the window.

----

TO THE SACK!

'Tis the Season ~✼

So, I woke up at around 9:15 this morning to whiteness outside my window and Significant Other shaking me awake. It finally snowed in the legit season!!! YES!!

So we went out to do some running around, and we stopped at Dunkin' Donuts for a doughnut or two. And...stuff happened, and this nice lady paid for my doughnuts. I was confused, and I just said "Thank you" out of habit of being courteous when on the receiving end of a good deed. Then I thought about it and her last comment, "...Little miss College student" and felt more confused. I mean, I'm thankful that she had a kind heart and paid for my 2 for $1.96 doughnuts, but I didn't need her to.

...Do I really look like a college student?

>.<

I still have conflicting feelings. What's done is done, but I really shouldn't have accepted that lady's offer....but she had already paid....but I coulda repaid her...but she was driving away. 
/(> ~ <)\

SO said I should've said "No thank you", and they're absolutely right. But on the plus side, this incident proves that there are still nice people in this world, at least when the holidays come around.

THANK YOU KIND LADY WHO PAID FOR MY DOUGHNUTS!! ❤

I appreciate it, and I will repay your kindness by being nice to someone else-- treat them to something or something.

We should all do something nice for somebody. Even a total stranger.

--TrinnBloom

(Ah. I also lost my pencil there at DD...)

Snow Should /Really/ Be Falling Right Now

"Snowfall" by TrinnBloom 2011

Red mercury plummets

And down, too, the snow falls

Frosty flurries drift slowly

Riding wind

Cov'ring all

All is calm

All is white

All is quiet

All not quite

As it was before

Hustle and bustle

Muffled

By the soft veil of snow

Snow continues to drift down

With no end in sight

Look up

Reach out

And catch

The flakes as they fall

On your hand

On your face

On your tongue

Cool and crisp

Crystals of ice

Last only for a moment

Blown by the wind

And piled into a collective white

No two snowflakes are alike

But suddenly no two are different

Down, down, down falls the snow

More on more

Build up

Ice up

Thaw out

And melt down

Then wait a little bit

Until the next snowfall.

8D Mer.

[A RIDDLE NEAR THE BOTTOM!!] Post for Friday, December 16, 2011

1¢ richer.

Today was OK. I did stuff; got stuff; got out of stuff. And then I did what I'd wanted to do for the past month: watched a movie while eating popcorn. By myself...*SOB*.

SO said no, he didn't want to watch with me (but he'd probably pop in later). And then the git came in about 2/3 through the movie just because he was kicked off the computer, like the movie was a dam* runner up. >.> Fickle custard.

Hmmm..."Fustard."

Did I mention that I wanted to start making up my own language? Just so that I can write notes and have no one understand them; then I can say everything I want and not get criticized.~

OH RIGHT!! Today I saw Magic. Too dang bad I was being a good student and was doing the lab WHILE helping a classmate with math homework. So I had no idea what was going on, even though I eventually figured out what one classmate was doing that so amazed the other two.

Classmate A, Young Master E, was predicting Classmates B and C (Miss S and Miss D)'s thoughts. He said it was magic. Miss D was getting frustrated that he was getting everything right, and Miss S was simply amazed. Then Miss S watched Young Master E perform the trick, and promptly exclaimed she knew how to do it. Then she tried, and got it (to poor Miss D's chagrin).

Young Master E proclaimed that he had the Magic, and Miss S also had it, and that he felt like Miss D had the Magic as well. But when Miss D tried it, she kinda failed. Really hard.

Miss S said it was an observation trick. I couldn't observe very well; too busy doing the lab. But when I got home, I was sitting there thinking to myself and letting my miscellaneous thoughts run rampant, and I started thinking about the Magic.

I was also considering the facts that A) I'm reading a Sherlock Holmes-based book, and the teenage detective had very keen deductive reasoning skills and logic, B) my friend had solved a riddle that had taken my father and older sister a couple of hours to give up on in 7 minutes, and C) ever since last night/the night before, I had riddles in my life and on my brain. Somehow, in some strange, most likely irrelevant way, I started thinking deductively, and pieces fell into place. I'm pretty sure that now I know how to do the trick; I'll practice on my Chem mates Monday. >=D

Random Fact about moi: I love riddles, but I stink at them. Except the really cheesy ones. I'm good with the easy ones.

RIDDLE: "Theres a man who lives on the 10th floor of an apartment building. Everyday when he goes to leave, he takes the elevator down to the lobby and walks out. When he returns he does something strange. If it is a rainy day, or if there is someone else in the elevator with him, he takes it all the way to the 10th floor. But any other circumstance he goes up to the 7th floor, gets out, and walks the rest of the way. Why does he do this?"

Answer? Guesses?

--TrinnBloom

I Think I'm Tired

Ugh. That poem and this mola should not take me this long. But it did, and the mola does. I'm still not done, but whatever.

The mola is killing my colored pencils....I feel sorry for them; such a large surface to cover.

I was gonna report, but I think I'm tired. ^ - ^

Found two dimes; I'm not sure if the last one was mine or not ahead of time (like, I dropped it and then picked it up), but I'll count it for the heck of it.

20¢ richer!!

(And about 5 hours short of sleep.)

Moo~la...It's Always Something

Tired. Quick post? nah... (found 13¢ yesterday  [12/13])

That's what I typed at around 12 am this morning. > . > My time management skills are so horrible, it's sad. And affecting my sleep cycle (what cycle?).

Soooo....yeah. I really should be working on that efcking brochure for Spanish. I don't know why the helk I don't wanna do it; I just don't. But it's gonna be a grade, and I won't get a good one if it's not done. Besides, I already turned in that unfinished assignment in class to day. Man, my day kinda sucked at the end...

I wonder why Spanish seems so much more difícil now...perhaps because it's Honors and level 2? I think I didn't adjust myself to the work load, and I just have the d@mµ wrong attitude to go about it. And next year, I wanna continue Spanish, and start Japanese? My future doesn't look too bright in that department...

I need to get a better attitude about school; but I can't. I don't like school all that much; the school part of it, anyway. If I could just learn without the frickin' pressure of all those damµ grades, I'd be swell. I'd learn but enjoy everything, because I wouldn't be under so much pressure.

Back to club emails and San Blas Islands brochures...

*Tra la lala lala~*

Yeah. Time passed; about 2-3 hours. I just finished writing the little brochure; now I have to color it and make it look presentable.

O crappit. I was supposed to practice my viola, since I had less HW (or so I thought) and got home earlier today, but NOOOO. I had to do this brochure, and history (which is technically still not done) although that didn't take very long. I swear, it's always something holding me back...

Like blogging. I apparently need help prioritizing my life. *sigh*

The only good thing is this quiz we had in Geometry that I didn't study for and I was scared about and I "studied" during division and I was a little late to class and I took the test and I skipped the extra credit at first to get on with the quiz and I DID it and I finished and went back to do the EC and checked my work and thought it all looked good so I put my head down and I think I was the first one to finish so I re-checked my quiz and it still looked right, but then I was afraid that the quiz was too easy, and I started to panic again, and I was having  doubts over this one answer I gave because it was either 0º or 30º and I went with 30º and then I put my head back down and almost took a nap, but we had around 7 minutes of class left, and the teacher started counting down the time, and then we had one minute and then time was up, all pens and pencils down (why the helk someone would want to use pen for a math quiz, I don't know), and then he came around and collected it, then came the period after a quiz when everyone talks about the quiz and what they got and I was asked about my answers and I had to explain myself and I was afraid because last time I had a different answer than some people I got it wrong.

...

(That's a giant run-on on purpose)

Then I got home and explained my feelings to SO, and they assured me I did fine. Then we checked a report online and it said I got 120 out of a possible 100!!! And now I'm #1 in the class. YAY!

*Haaaaaaaah~*

Yep. Nothing else to say, I guess. I mean, I always have something to say, but I forget and get tired. OH! I had this funny question about Spanish or Spanish-speaking peoples, but that was yesterday and I forgot, so yeah.

Um...13¢ richer, and g'nite?

Random Thing about: Tagalog and Filipinos~

I never got this one thing (one of many things I don't understand): "Philipinos" or "Filipinos" are from the Philippines, and we say we're "Filipino", but there are no Fs in Tagalog. It's so weird. When it comes down to it, though, Filipinos will say they're "Pilipinos."

I noticed that. It helps when one of your friends tend to start rambling in quiet Tagalog. ^ ^

Today Was a Good Day

OMFGG I found (over a period of time) 50¢ today!!! YAYAYAYYAYAYYAYAYAYAAAAAY!!!

I found a nickel immediately upon entering the building, and then I found a dime (somewhere--OH RIGHT, near a vending machine that ate a teacher's dollar), two pennies, another penny, a dime in Spanish which I do not believe was being sought out by this underclassman; he said quarter, a dime in history, and picked up another dime some loser threw on the bridge and two more pennies. My friend said I should get some sort of plaque for my "accomplishment."

50¢ richer.

It's that lucky penny, I tell you. I had it in my pocket all day. ^w^

That's just one part of my happy day. I also had a party in Spanish, a goodbye party for Mr. Student-Teacher. I loved the cookies and ate only those and Sierra Mist Natural. I love that soda. It tastes exactly the same, but it's all (mostly) natural and better for you. Just boycott all other sodas (except maybe rootbeer) and drink natural soda.

LET'S PETITION THAT!! TO COCA-COLA!!!

Think about it. It'll also be good for part of the world economy, 'cuz all the people and farms that grow sugar cane will have more business and make more money. I'm tired of having traces of corn in everything I eat. Another reason why I prefer rice or oat cereals.

So, yeah. Probably no more complaining about Mr. Student-Teacher from me, because now he's gone...I wonder if class will seem off. Probably not, because I had Sra. S last year, so I'll think it's last year.

I presented my speech today in history, and I got 99% on it, which is much better than I thought I would get, considering I didn't get it yesterday. Here's the backstory on yesterday in History:

I arrived late to class, again. I'm almost always late, but yesterday Mr. T asked me, "Why're you late?" I thought that thought, that I'm almost always late, and that popped outta my mouth immediately. 

"I'm always late."

I kinda detected some disrespect in there, and I cringed on the inside as Mr. T just stared at me, probably thinking "O my gosh, did she just say that to me." The fact that this girl said "that's not something you say to your teacher" didn't help, especially when you look back on prior experiences in class and know that the same girl disrespected Mr. T several times. But maybe I was out of line a bit. (Not, maybe; I knew I was)

Anyway, Mr. T calls me up, saying, "Get up here, right now." And I say, "I'm sorry" as I go to his desk.

Then, in an undertone, he asks me:

"'You're always late'? Whaddya want, all Saturdays?" Referring, of course, to the Saturday School punishment for being late twice in a quarter. I told him no, and explained that I came all the way from the third floor of the other building, I had to go to my locker to get my book, etc. (all true; not excuses), which was why I'm almost late every single day. He said it didn't matter; just get in on time.

I felt bad the rest of the period, and it was only worse when I realized I didn't have my folder (and speech) on me, and I knew that, due to karma and the patterns in life, Mr. T was gonna call on me. He called up this kid to go first, but he didn't have his speech, either, so he was sent to go get it. Then Mr. T called my name next, and I told him that I didn't have my speech. I got it from my locker, but I didn't present.

Later, I got the weight offa my chest by apologizing to Mr. T after class, although he assumed that I was referring to my forgetting my speech. I told him that I was sorry about earlier, and he was like, "Oh. No, you're good. You're still good."

That made me happy. I guess that as a teacher he was used to getting backtalk of some sort from his students; but I didn't want him to think that I was that kind of disrespectful student. I respect my elders and instructors. But apologizing completely brightened my mood afterward, sooooo...

Yeah. I got almost 100% on my speech (apparently there were some incomplete sentences), and a "wow" and "good job" (lowkey) from Mr. T.

I also did not have to play the playing quiz in Orchestra -- again. It's been a week; and I only practiced during the time in class; no home practice. I thought it'd be cool to see how well I learned the songs by classroom time alone. But I guess I'm practicing this weekend....(unless I find some reason not to. >=D)

Erm....bye?

Semi-Centennial Post!!

YAY!! This'll be my 50th post (although warranted about 5% of these posts are random blahblahblahs about nothing but my days and opinions on the world around me)!! It should be a cause for celebration, but it isn't that big a deal.

Hehehe...

Did I mention how much I love Russia? Apparently, most of my "pageviews" are from Russia...xD It'll go up by about 7-10 ev. day. Thanx, Russia! ^u^

Lessee...we had more club pictures today, and I wasn't feelin' it. I mean, I was sleepy (and hungry) by the time 6th period rolled around, and I hate fake-smiling. It's just so cheesy and corny...Great, now I sound like Holden Caulfield.

I need to think up winter holidays.... > . > Brainstorming then drawing images is hard...especially when under pressure.

I lucked out so bad. 2 things: First, I wasn't chosen for today's playing quiz (nor did I study last night, nor am I able to practice tonight), so I get another day. I think it'll be interesting to see how good I got at these melodies by solely practicing in class. I mean, I don't think I even touched my viola when I got home these past few days...so bad. 

Second lucky thing: No quiz in history. We spent all 45 minutes (or most of them) discussing the first one we took from yesterday. The quiz is tomorrow, and again I highly doubt I will study.

THIRD lucky thing (ha-HA! Didn't see that one coming, didja?): I found a very lucky penny, in my and others' opinion(s). While going to my locker, I saw and proceeded to kick a penny on the floor. It was heads up when I started. Then on a particularly long slide, it hit a metal bar and popped up and rolled for a bit, then fell back on its side. Now, there's a 50-50 chance it'll land either way. When I bent and picked it up, it was heads up(!). Then, I kinda dropped it and caught it in midair, and it was heads up again (note that it was flipping over itself whilst in the air). That is one lucky penny. I think I'll carry it around...until I lose it.

I also found a dime in the cracks of the sidewalk as I exited 'scuela. Which means....

I am 11¢ richer!!

I also should be reading a book (Catcher in the Rye) and testing my brain. I like Catcher in the Rye, especially when I don't write notes about it. 

 I hate it when I can read a decent book, and the decency of it all is ruined by the fact that it's an in-class book, and I have to frickin' analyze it. It just kills it for me. I can't like a book if I have to read it for class, 'cuz then it's just another assignment.

Off to bed Early!!~?

Why, Cupcake, WHY?!!

Well. I was going from Orchestra to Division, and this guy almost ran me over. He almost missed my foot, but I forgave him. I'm used to teens almost killing other students in their wild attempts to escape their pals. I continued on my way, paid no attention to the guys who were yelling at the first guy (who was probably halfway down the hallway by then) and noticed a sad, destroyed cupcake on the floor.

I thought. "Awww, poor wasted cupcake." Then went on. Before I had gone 15 feet from the scene of cakeslaughter, I saw, felt, and heard (all at the same time) something soft and crumbly hit the back left quadrant of my head and fly past my face.

I had been hit by a cupcake.

It took a second or two for it to register. One of the guys I paid no mind to apparently threw the cupcake. As I say, "I don't know if they threw it at me, or if they had sucky aim." I don't think they purposely flung a cupcake at me; I didn't know them (that, and the fact that they were saying, "Aw, man, you hit somebody!"). But I can't be sure. There are tons of jerks in the world, and guys make up a good part of that population.

I didn't care too much about getting hit; there was some typical-of-a-teenager-shocked-turning-around-to-face-the-offender action, but other than that, I went on my way, thinking that I could just brush off the crumbs once I got to division.

Chocolate frosting. On my hood, my hair, the sleeves of my sweater. I smelled like cupcake. Those idiots.   My sweater still has dried chocolate frosting on it since laundry has yet to be done.

*Sigh*

Sleeping Like a Baby--What I Should and Should Not [Have] Do/ne

"Why couldn't you go to sleep? Guilty conscience?
I sleep like a baby.--
I wake up every two hours and start crying."
--Coach F.

Crap-OLA. I have things I want to log down...but alas, I'm feeling the tirédness. --What, spellcheck, Shakespeare can add random accents to the "e"s in certain words, and I can't? FAVORITISM!!!--

OK. First off, did I tell you about my cupcake incident on...Thursday? No? Ah, I'd just typed it up, too. Then I deleted it from this post and moved it to my Narratives section...

To find out what happened and how it involved a cupcake, go there and follow the trail of breadcrumb-links. But I must go on.

Yesterday, Monday, I found 2 pennies. "Cheap much?" Was one thing I heard that day. xD Like I care. Money is money. I'm still upset that I couldn't get that quarter I saw lying on the ground a few weeks back.

(I was 2¢ richer)

Now:

• I should be practicing my viola because we have a playing quiz mañana and I can't sightread for my life
• I should not be blogging right now. (*snicker*)
• I should not leave all the ordering and monetary issues of the club to my co-president.
• I should be trying to understand all the costs and why this papermill place has such unclear directions (how was I supposed to know that the size advertised on the site represented the UNfolded sheet of cardstock?)
• I should be practicing that speech--after all, I may have to present tomorrow
• I should not be so dependent and ignorant.

I Started This Post at 12 am

Reporting Saturday, December 3, 2011

AGAIN WITH THE COLLEGE.

Man, I was over at my aunt's house, and my uncle was talking to my cousin, something about college basketball, and then, all of a sudden Uncle drags me into the conversation:

"So, what college are YOU going to?"

Seeing as my cousin had already graduated the grand institution known as "college," I knew automatically that Uncle was asking me.

--Why is my hand glittering? Salt crystals? I need to drink more water....--

I told him (Uncle) "I don't know," to which he replied the very cliché and very unexpected "Well, you'd better start thinking!" Oh, and by "unexpected," I mean COMPLETELY EXPECTED!!

*eye roll*

That's all anyone ever cares about. When I groaned and told my Uncle that my mother said the exact same thing, and that I was "gonna rebel and not go just because you guys want me to," my cousin chuckled and said "you're only gonna hurt yourself that way (man)." UGH. It's true, but the reality behind that irks me. The only reason why I have to go to college is because this idiotic society makes it that way. The only reason why I'll "hurt [myself]" is because in this world we need to get the "higher" education and pay for pieces of paper that say we're smart.

I think it was Machiavelli who said "It is not titles that honor men, but men that honor titles." That is, titles (or certificates in this case) don't respect or praise the people who hold them, but we the people raise those with the titles and degrees on a pedestal, and those at the top whom we admire so much aren't the brightest, necessarily. That's a good point we always make here. The truly competent are unable to afford or obtain these desired certificates from college when some of those bestowed with paper are well, idiots.

In "Phineas and Ferb," Dr. Doofenshmirtz shows his daughter this diploma to prove that he graduated from college, saying "they don't hand these out to just anybody." Vanessa (his daughter) looks at the document and shoots back, "to anybody with 15 bucks they do." Girl's got a point; if you pay enough, you can get these almighty pieces of paper that say that you're super-intelligent in a certain field (to a certain degree; do you have a bachelor's, master's, or doctor's?) and are totally qualified to get the best jobs. Whereas people who can't continue with college and drop out, but clearly have skills that are better than those of people with the paper, are ignored.

It's true, and you know it. While some people with college diplomas are awesome and doing things right, most of them, not so much. If not, then why is the world so messed up now?

Does anyone ever really want to go to college? Like, if we didn't have to worry about not getting high-paying/decent jobs (or our future place in society), would anybody go?

Alright, my last-two-days update (and more randomness):
Adam and Steve-§§§
Dec. 1&2-∞∞∞
Misc.-∆∆∆

*SOB*

I spent a coupon on smoothies today at Jamba Juice. The cashier was very nice. I liked him. He was enthusiastic and very good for business. xD I got my first punch card....If I buy 4 more smoothies, I get a 7th one for free!! (Or so it says...)

That's about the extent of my good day... oh, and I got a table for Mangaka club. But there's a catch, and I have to figure it out (thanks to co-pres's help).

Now, what went wrong? I lost my ID, again. I also have a playing quiz tomorrow in Orchestra, but I didn't bring home my viola to practice (although the orchestra room was open late, AND the piano room; the one day I choose not to bring my viola is the day the school decides to open up some practice areas...Great.)

My ID is my ticket into the building, and my meal ticket (at least, for free food). I have to cough up $5 for a new one, if I don't find it. I think it's somewhere in the theater...Or in the dance studio. Or little theater. We had to talk about cyber-bullying and posting stuff on social networks...I was drawing blades.

Ummm...UGH. I'll just go to sleep; I need it.

I am 1¢ richer today (I was $10 richer, for about 15 minutes; then I found the owner and returned the money--see? There are good people in the world).

I have to stay late for the play...*SOB*

This World of Superficialities

Phony.

That's Holden's favourite word. Oh, and we're reading The Catcher in the Rye in class now, by the way. You know, that book I had to keep out becuz we were SUPPOSED to read it in class, but we decided to read The Crucible and The Road instead and then it was overdue and when I had to return it I knew that as soon as I returned it we'd suddenly decide to read it in class??? Yeah, well, that book.

Holden is the main character, and to him the schools he attended and the people in them are all phony. They aren't real, or at least they aren't what they pretend to be. We talked about how our current ambitions and goals may not be entirely "ours." Like, how many of our dreams and goals are actually made up by us, and how many of them were pushed upon us by others, like our parents or role models.

I was thinking along the ride home when SO said I had better join more clubs than my current ones; and "not fun ones," no. Things where I volunteer and stuff like that. Now, I have no problem volunteering, but I didn't like how SO described other clubs activities I might consider participating in as "not fun.' I told them "There's no reason if it's not fun." Which is true. I have like 7 hours of school, and clubs are my only escape. I would like my relaxation to be FUN.

Then SO went on to say that I should join things (my bro is in the theater/drama production club-thing) that'll "just look good on my [college] résumé." Really? That was when I started thinking thoughts about things being phony. I mean, everything we do is fake, phony. When you look at it, if you don't do things truly for yourself, it's not true or real. Why do we all get educated? Sure, it'll be better for us, or so they say, but that is a goal and expectation set for us by others. That's why there's a law that all adolescents under 17 (and over a certain age) must attend school.

But what if we don't want to? Even if it's a good idea (note, education is teaching us what we assume is true, what we are taught is true), it may not be our idea initially to attend school. And college. EVERYTHING WE DO IS FOR COLLEGE. What if I don't wanna got o college? I mean, really, that's just something my parents want from me, and although I appreciate it, I need to admit that it's not necessarily my dream. I didn't even consider college at all when I thought about my future life back when I was younger. If I did, I wanted to be a chemist, just because my foolish, childhood generalization of a chemist was you poured liquids together (in cool beakers) and made them explode.

We learn things in school so we'll get good grades to get into good colleges, but that's phony then, isn't it? Because we aren't being ourselves or displaying our true intentions. A lot of extracurricular activities are done for the sake of scholarships and dressing up our résumés. I am sick of it, really, but the reality of it is that this is the world we live in. Almost everything we do has an ulterior motive, and because of that almost everything we do is phony.

Maybe...maybe I don't want to go to college. At least not right now.

...

On a completely unrelated note, I found a penny today. It is in my shoelaces. I am 1¢ richer.

--Natch

First Day of School!! (Not Really)

Yeah, (or, like ol' dude says, "yeh") today was the first day of the first full week of school in a long time. Four-day weekends have pros and cons for me: the time off is great, but I don't do anything really, and as a result I get bored and sluggish.

Thank you, Sam, for trying to teach me things with my viola. I disagree; you play pretty well, especially for someone who played violin first; that must have been confusing since I you have an E string and I don't.

I found 6¢ on the floor after school today; yaaay! (6¢ richer)
[I also saw a QUARTER on the floor upon my entrance into the building, but there were people behind me; I couldn't pick it up. And surely enough it was gone when I looked for it on my way to 3rd period.]

[Edit: I don't know what happened, but apparently I had some miscalculation along the way; I have accumulated more change than I thought; I'll update my change counter]

Nothing much to report; I swear, I'm going to learn and master all these cool and difficult glowstick tricks, and I won't be able to do a decent Halo. *tears*

NO IT IS NOT A SQUIRREL!!!

Does "Fakkal" or "Fackal" or "Fakkhal" or "Fackhal" mean anything??? (Random word-slash-name popped into my head earlier; too lazy and tired to look it up thoroughly.

I'm So Messed Up

Ok, so I am normally very conflicted on the inside, and I was just about to explode earlier today, and in order to release that energy, I wrote a poem, and then a length of free writing which I thought I'd reformat into a poem, but I'm not so sure. I think I like it as a form of venting; but I think it'll be more versatile and acceptable as a poem, so I don't know...

I started second-guessing my decision to put it out here on the 'net; but at first I really didn't care...what's the damage, anyway?

"What you put on the internet
you can never take back
But I don't care
I'm not talking about killing Presidents
And I really am this angry
Sometimes."

Yeah; but I am not sure how I'd get it on here; I'd put it under "Narratives" or I could just post it. Or link to it. I'll deal with it tomorrow. Here's the first poem:

"Inside of Me" by TrinnBloom ©2011

Inside of me

There is a

Monster who rages

And wants to play

I want

To release it

Let it rampage through the world

But the stupid shackles of society

Stop me

What do I care

Why must I be perfect

Act perfect

Behave perfect

I’m so angry

So incredibly pissed off right now

I honestly don’t give a crap

About the world right now

Its preferences and rules

That state I cannot

Should not

And will not

Release this monster

Inside of me

Sorry if it's hard to read or if you can't read it at all. I liked that font and typed it in a word processor first. Looking back on what I'd written, I realized--or rather, remembered--that this mixed-up-ness and conflict of feelings and pain of being human was part of being human, at least in this world.

I'm just one of 7 billion of us, and we're all the same inside. Which means that everyone is just as messed up as I am. I think that acknowledging the angry, confused, distressed, torn side of me is a step toward knowing that there are others like me, although that is something I forget (I'm sure we all do).

I think understanding yourself brings you closer to understanding all humans.

You know, I am also a spoiled, selfish, ungrateful brat. (Random acknowledgement of faults)

Thanksgiving Part III

The Thanksgiving Feast lasts at least 3 days here...

LEFTOVERS FOR DINNER!!!

I had some really deep or funny thing I said earlier today to write down here, but I forgot...Meh.

Oh! Right! I painted for the first time (in Photoshop) last night/this morning!!! I'll post it on my art blog (finally; first post since...September?)

ThanksGiving Day~!

Ever just stop and realize how wonderful and magical music is? I'm listening to Vitamin String Quartet, uploading music, and trying to figure out how to get music onto this blog. VSQ (which does indeed sound like a narcotic) is awesomme...

"Life in Technicolor" is nice as well...I wanted to write a story about an orchestra...Never got to it; but I never do. xD

...

I actually had another thing to spaz about here, but I forgot--Oh! Another music thing of today: we were watching videos of talented groups in "The Sing-Off"; and one of the guys in one of the groups would be a great model for a character.

[*spazzes; time passes*]

OK. I finished writing those blog posts for English. Now what?...

OH RIGHT. I lost my sports watch somewhere between my 4th and 5th period; how I can't find it I don't know; people are dumb or mean and don't turn in lost items. I did, however, find my brother's scarf.

Random Question: If so many people in the world (or even in America) have such amazing singing abilities, why do we only promote bad ones? I mean, that's an overgeneralization, and I know it. But a lot of the "stars" these days are either quickly losing talent, or they're just pretty faces [aka no talent at all]. I'm trying to figure out if I'm for or against TV making its actors sing...> . > If they can act, let them act. Those who can and want to sing, have them sing. Stop making people sing so much (I'm waiting for Jason Earles's debut to come out; he's the only one left.)

Today is Thankgiving; Turkey Day; Black Friday Eve. Whatever you call it, it's here. I get to eat AGAIN, but let's not forget the cliché but totally traditional and reasonable Giving of Thanks. I mean, when we have a big family feast, I don't really like gathering around and listening to grace, but that's a problem right there. I'm so relatively estranged from my family, due to my quietness, shyness, and weird mindset and humor. I usually sit somewhere quietly and observe...

Whoops. I should really NOT do that. I shouldn't be so soft; I'll get squished. But onto being thankful; I think one reason why not a lot of people actually realize what they should be thankful for and why is because in grade school they kind of drill it into you. "Being thankful" was just something to write poems and essays about. You just thought of your house and your family and your pets and..I don't know, Jewel Osco or something. But that was to fill up paper. Why were you thankful?

[Random] Journal Entry XII

Hmmm...I haven't been on here for a while, but that's probably becuz I haz nothing to talk about. But checking on my blog today, I remembered something that keeps coming to mind.

Basically, I love how most of my pageviews are coming from Russia. Methinks somehow someone linked to my blog from their site, because I cannot see how these sites relate to my blog. WTBH does ".tk" stand for, anyway??? And the sites are still in English...

I know ".us" is for the United States. And ".jp" is for Japan... ".uk" is for the United Kingdom... But I hazn't the slightest idea what tk is for...in RUSSIA.

You know, I have more "Random Journal Entries" than any other kind of post...probably 'cuz I think everything I say is random....I'm aiming for a series!!! ^ω^

....

WOW. SO's Special Characters section is EPIC.

Listening to: "Through the Fire and Flames" by DragonForce (EPICOSITY OF SONG DOEZ NOT COMPUTE!!!!)

---OMFGG THIS GUY'S PLAYING THE SONG ON EXPERT PERFECTLY!!!!! As Midori!!! XDDD


(Link to awesommeness) (For the record, there are several awesomme people out there who have made vids of their epicness; Google them...)


O ∆ O *SCREAMS* OMFGG LEGO GUITAR HERO FTW!!! (Link to awesommeness2)

This is already an AMAZZING song; now we're having a field day of it. ^υ^

PS There's also a video of a 9-year-old playing it. [Link] ¬ _¬ Hmmm...Is he actually playing, or...?

OMFGG again!! MARIO PAINT VER.!!! [MP version]

If you don't know what Mario Paint is, I suggest you A) Google it, B) ask someone who knows it, 3) Get a Super Nintendo console, or D) click the link and under the description it tells you where to download the composer (but if you don't know what it is, you won't know what's going on...)

*Inspired*

* u *

The wings of dA (deviantArt) have--OMG WTH IS THAT?!!

Sorry. I squirreled somehow ("somehao"? Hmmm...that works.) by going back to dA or remembering something my bro suggested to me: something about the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. I Googled the term, and after getting the gist of the idea from Wikipedia, looked for more info. That was when I came across this post: link. WATCH IT!!! WATCH THE VIDEO!!!

...or I could put it here. The post has all the info, though. At around 1:20 (some say 1:19) look for a pale greenish horse-and-rider looking figure near the bottom of da vid:

Usually I'm skeptical about this kind of stuff, but first of all: it appears to be a news broadcast. They generally don't photoshop or insert content. Secondly, I went onto YouTube, and I found these videos in succession:

(original, from post) Fourth Horseman (death) Egyptian riots. Full Original Video

New Footage Horseman. Different viewpoint! Extreme close up.

Death and a Dove in Cairo Last Night

.... ¬ . ¬

Significant Other says "HELLO!! FINAL CUT PRO!!"

Gosh, has to ruin all my fun, huh? I still think it's possible that some specter was there that night. I mean,  there are other videos of the same thing...why would it be on a televised newscast? Besides, I tend to believe in the supernatural, whether or not it's scary. I mean, some people also don't believe there are other forms of life out there. (There are)

You can decide. And if you have a convincing explanation of what it really is or could be, let me know, for I am amazed and could go either way. Someone said that the figure was a reflection of fire or some crap that only moved because of the camera moving. I'm sorry, but the chance that a reflection would look like a horse and a rider and glow green is unlikely. Here's the video against the Horseman possibility: link.

I mean, with the "Evidence 2" I can kinda see it, in fact, I was straining to, and I wanted to so I could say, "Yeah, it was just _______". But...no, the explanation is kinda sketchy...Just like government explanations of aliens and UFOs. They can't hide the truth of London forever. 

Sorry if it's obviously fake and I seem really gullible to you people. I won't lie or deny it: I am on the easily-believing side. I still can't figure out if and how many of my classmate-friends are lying to me. xD

Right, that's enough about harbringers--oops, harbingers (I like "bringers" better) of doom. I started this post about me being inspired by deviantArt. There are so many good artists on there, I kinda wish I had an account there, but I feel like there are also many thieves out there who can and do take others' work, which makes me sad. BUT! dA has so much awesomeness, it makes me strive to become better at what I draw, as well as broaden my horizons as far as my subjects, style and media are concerned. (I only draw people.  And my style has changed over the last year, at that.)

However, as much as dA inspires me, it also depresses me because I often believe I'll never become that great. And I won't, as things are now. If I keep blogging and putting off work and never actually drawing anything.

*Sigh* There's always va-ca.

Oh, yeah, at the beginning of the post, I was gonna say "The wings of dA (deviantArt) have fanned the flames of my artistic inspiration." or something.

OOO! I just got hooked on this project this deviant's working on; their handle is *ceal-sakura-ai and their OC's are part of this thing called CEAL. I love their style!!!~

Oops. Free publicity/advertising. O well. If they have banners, I'll put it with my Parashi. ^ω^

--Natch.

PS I just got hooked on all that occult stuff too, so now I'm watching vids about ghost horses everywhere...Japan looks sketchy, tho.

My Watch is "Losing Time"

OK, so a few days ago I was talking to Significant Other about watches and winding them up back then, and they eventually told me that there's a difference between [good] watches running out of time and stopping and a [bad] watch losing time and slowing down. After the second explanation, I finally got it. xD

Then, ironically, the next day or whatever (I think we talked Sunday, then I had 'scuela Monday) I looked at my watch after I came down from my room at around ten to 7, and my watch read five to 12. '¬ . ¬

Yep, my watch was definitely "losing time". I reset it, but then today it said it was...5:30-ish when it was really around 6:30. Nooooo~! I just got it like, this past summer. It can't stop working now!! It was relatively expensive!

So...um. Today I had an epic fall, and therefore an epic fail. I was going up the stairs at school to get to my locker, and on the second-to-last step, as I raised my foot to climb the final step, I misplaced my foot and tripped. (...not "misplaced" in the lost sense; I put it down wrong) I caught myself, but it wasn't as simple as that, oh no; TrinnBloom does not to simple. As I fell, my light backpack swung up and over my head, slinging my already busted water-holding-coffee-cup up, over, and against the glass window/wall.

EPIC. FAIL.

But I had a good laugh out of it; I was just worried about whether or not my cup busted even further. ^-^

Today I'm 1¢ richer!

Oh, in English, this one guy was making some funny statements. After Mr. M reminded another student that "Everyday is Saturday in the summer," he loudly stated (jokingly, I believz), "Everyday is Sunday if you dedicate yourself to the Path of the Lord!"

LOL. I saw that coming, after he said "Sunday" I knew it was gonna be church-related. Later, after this girl said you can always transfer schools, he said:

"Even Darth Vader transferred at the end."

Hahaha...this guy's brilliant, he really is. I think he's intelligent and funny. His only flaw (I see so far) is his tendency to blurt out something related to minorities...I mean, it comes up a lot in class, but about 80% of what he says contains "minority/ies".   ¬ . ¬

Meh.

[Random] Journal Entry XI

Today I saw holiday decorations on a house while walking home.


Christmas decorations.


It is November 14th.


I feel like people are rushing things like the holidays. Stores have a somewhat acceptable excuse, having to get out merchandise for the public to purchase and whatnot, but commercializing the holidays so much only makes things worse. We hurry to get our shopping and decorations and planning done, but once we do that, it’s all over. We rush through the preparations so quickly, and when that special occasion gets here, it only lasts a day or so. Why rush?

I’m fine with waiting for Christmas, actually. It can take its time. Each passing of Christmas marks the passing of another year. This’ll be my fifteenth time witnessing the holiday season. Everything I don’t want to passes by so quickly. But things are only fast in memory. When you’re living them it drags by slowly, but when you’re past it and look back, it seems like it lasted only a second. Then you wish that it had lasted longer. This is why we need to cherish things and live in the moment...because it’s over all too soon.



--TrinnBloom

Pacman and "Ascot"

"He was wearing a sombrero. ... JUST a sombrero."

OK, first up, I missed 11:11(:11) by a minute, sadly enough. And I kept waking up randomly that morning too. *tears*

There's always December of next year!!! xD

Aside from that, I went to my cousin's third birthday party yesterday, and it was at Chuck E. Cheese. I went for the pizza. Seriously. I was given a choice on whether or not I wanted to attend. But we also went to see the Pacquiao fight later that night.  Never. Again. I felt so outta place there...I was surrounded by little people...and being bullied by eight-year-old Cambodian twins... They wanted my tokens...

Afterwards, we killed about 4 hours at my aunt's house then watched Pacman claim another victory. Although it wasn't as extreme as the Shane Mosley fight (when Manny Pacquiao was pushed down, then beat the crap outta Mosley as revenge), but it was good during the...8-12 rounds??? The first part was a lot of fake-outs and misses, so I liked the end better.

LOL. HBO got an interview with Juan Manuel Marquez in the dressing room or something, and to us (the viewers) it looked like Marquez was wearing a sombrero. JUST a sombrero. xD

RANDOM: While watching the Pacquiao-Marquez fight, I started imagining up characters for this one faux-story...and it consisted of a teenage girl boxer.

This morning I was gonna start chara designs for this other faux-story, and I got distracted because I didn't know how to tie this one guy's...thing, and I had no idea what the thing was called. So I went all Google, and got even further distracted. I decided ol' dudE wore an ascot (« link to a commercial site) when he was younger.

I found all sorts of cool pictures, including some aviator goggles. I also came across pictures of the Ascot race somewhere in UK. All I have to say is: don't mess with the ladies and their hats.

MAN. I knew about English women often wearing hats, especially on special occasions, but these were just WOW. So fancy and eye-catching. And their dresses were flamboyant as well. Here are some pics off of Google Images:

CHEESE!!

Fancy hats: now for men!!

Man, seriously. Why can't we wear such outlandish items here in the US? And in case anyone (anyone who actually reads this post) might take offense at what I say, first of all, too bad, and second, I have  no issue with the UK and their fashions. In fact, I kinda want a crazy/eye-catching hat too. Except here I'd be ostracized and thrown into a crazyhouse for that...or just ostracized. 

Yep, I was just expressing the normal human reaction given when faced with a new or alien idea or concept. My apologies for being human.

...OH YEAH! I found 17¢ in my aunt's car's trunk, and a quarter on the floor somewhere.

Yesterday I was 42¢ richer.

I feel like I was planning on blogging about something else, but I forget what...

--OMG MUFFINS FOR BREAKFAST!!!

First Snow of the Season--November

OMG It's snowing!!...

Or, it was, anyway. *SOB* So cold, so very, very cold...And wet. See, it's November, so I ain't ready for the snow yet. It's too early for snow, and it was too cold for November, when yesterday it was a high of 50-something and today it's 39º at the warmest. If it's gonna snow AND be cold, it needs to snow here and there earlier and/or gradually get colder to get to such a point. Man, you'd think that given my location I'd be used to it by now...but nope. I was like someone from the west coast who just came to the northern states and witnessed snow for the first time...painfully underdressed. xD

TOMORROW IS A VERY SPECIAL DAY INDEED!! 11/11/11!!! Everyone go do something special for no particular reason, and make a wish or resolution @ 11:11[:11]!!! Imma wake up [relatively] early just for this momentous occasion, and I need to sync my watch to something...my computer has to be right, right?

Library fees are too dang high, darn it. I forgot a book's due date, and it was maybe 5 days after, but I have school and didn't have time, so it was 8 days late today. You know how much I had to pay?

Guess...

Guess...

Are you sure?

OK. I had to pay...

[wait for it...]

$1.60

TT^TT That's not a lot, money-wise, but by LIBRARY standards, that's a ton of cash I paid for a book. They doubled the price per day for a book, so instead of 10¢ I had to pay 20¢. 

∞¢£¶™!!!

I want 2-3 things tonight:

1. ice cream
2. popcorn--
3. while watching movie(s)

Makes me wish I had taken out some movies when I was at the library paying $1.60 for a single book.

Ehehehe...

I also have to read a chapter in history and want to read Gakuen Alice. 

I'm Free and Need Sleep. ^^

Yosh!! I'm done with school for da week, I'm running on one hour of sleep, and I'm still in a fantasmic mood!!

--That reminds me, I made up a word from different words...what was it? "Spectacular"+"Spontaneous"+"Fantastic"+ "Fantasmic"...? "Spontasmic"? Maybe...meh.

*WTF WHY IS EPSON SCAN ACTING SO RETARDED?!!?!* LOAD, D@Mµ YOU.

*Ahem* While we're waiting for that impossible program to start up, allow me to talk about my day...Mainly, all was normal, except I had this huge project due today, and I had the whole quarter to do it and I started yesterday. I was up in bed til 4 am trying to finish the thing. I was using good paper too. And I still didn't finish in time, so I said "what the heck" and went to sleep. I worked on it in the car on the way to school, and in division, because we had long division today, and I was lucky. I finished there and turned it in to Mr. M, who said "cool" when he saw it...(Little does he know I just did it in under 24 hours...In my opinion, I should be given a little leeway since I did such a large-scale project in a day.)

Not all that was bad; I got to draw a lot of things in a hurry, which from my point of view is very similar to what mangaka have to do. Also, I'm proud of the horse I drew, as well as the warship, the main character's lover, and the main character as a sailor. I think that by speed-drawing I bettered my artistic skills a little.

[BTW: the project was for lit.; "Curse of the Blue Tattoo."]