Oddities.

So, it seems I have a serious problem with eating infront of people I haven't known for a very long time. You see, my newest roommate offered my mother and me a waffle, and I refused, dashing upstairs with an apple instead.

Oh well, it was just carbs anyways. They're downstairs complaining and eating their pressed bread as I type. But I don't think the apple will be enough. Huuungry.

On another note, Jamie is supposed to stop by today, and we might go to the Swedish festival with Emelia and my mom. That is, if she ever comes. I'll call her again in a minute.

Show's also coming up. The dress rehersa;s are on Tuesday. Then the hectic panic attacks and Ms. Hula screaming at us will ensue until Sunday, where we are free! ;D

Mr. Perez is also looking pretty on edge. I'm worried.

Okay, 'tis all.

ARRRGH!

Since my last post, it has gotten odd.
Well, before my last post, too.

A kid SAT on my viola. FELL ON IT. And it died. I was so freaking sad, cried for three darned hours. The boy who broke it was all "I'LL PAY FOR IT." then brought thirty dollars.

I almost killed him.

But, that night I had to buy another for four-hundred. Which, by the way, wasn't fun. Then I went to SmArT Academy and studied. People were nice there.
What else? Grades came. All A's except for a B in Geometry (not a C! not a C!) and a B in music because Mr. Perez is being a downright chunti now-a-days.
Gosh, I'm racist. ;D

Uhh.
Thanksgiving.
Went to my grandparents. It was fun. BUT I CAN'T GO TO KATHY'S PARTY WHICH IS BAD.

I played Taboo with them, and almost got beat by my grandfather. Despite my cheating. ;{

Okay. 'Tis All.

Favorite webcomics

Contemplating Reiko: www.taintedink.com

VGcats: www.vgcats.com

Elf Only Inn: www.elfonlyinn.net

The Curious Adventures of Aldus Maycombe: http://aldus.comicgen.com/

Questionable Content: www.questionablecontent.net

no particular order.

Tickets!

Going to see the Prestige with my dad tonight.

I'll tell you how the wedding went.
AMAZING, THAT'S HOW. There was a chocolate fountain. Which means chocolate, melted chocolate, just pouring. And you could just stick strawberries and stuff underneath it. It was so, so good.

Was a bridesmaid. That was fun. My hair was done in curls like fekin' paper.

And I danced for three hours. Naz wouldn't let me sit down.

Not much else to tell.

Uploading. . .

Uploading pictures in an extremely slow and annoying fashion.

Took me FOR-ever to figure out what to use, first. But...

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And the videos. Soundsoundsound. Remember the sound. VIDEOKILLEDTHERADIOSTORE,MMKAY?

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SO.
Don't get your knickers in a knot people.

I'm still here.

It's just that I'VE BEEN BUSY.
With life and things. Real life. D; Yes, I do have one, it really exists.

Buuut. I finally watched Naruto again. Funny-ness. I <3>Love Hina) and the KH manga, and Anima vol. 1, and a lot of other stuff. Oh. Doll. The first two volumes of Doll.

Seriously, that was since school started, and I've already forgotten.
I'm also reading Candide by Voltaire and the Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. I'm so glad I got my hands on good books. The Bell Jar is especially good, NO MATTER WHAT SOME PEOPLE SAY, and the first person is wonderful.

I hate bad first person.

So much.

Uhm. Other than that... school. I like geometry. It's so much better than algebra. Gosh, everytime I think "Algebra" my heart starts to squeeze inwards.

andstuff.

Ugh. Friend's have left for Europe. That's what I had forgotten. Nice.

I SAW WOODY ALLEN.
Gosh, he's getting so old. He was by a donut shop, and I was thinking "Don't eat donuts, you'll die!" When Woody Allen dies, seriously I'm going to be sad for DAYS.

Mortality sucks.

And on that note, I also so Titus Androticus.
Which I spelled wrong.
But still.


It was the Anthony Hopkins version, and my vision of Floop is forever scarred. It. Was. Awful.
I mean, not BAD, but oh lordie. I scared myself so bad I had to sleep with the light on. And even then I hurt so badly the next morning I could barely move.

HE KILLED HIM WITH A SPOON. DDDD;

There were both heads in jars, and disembodied hands. In the same place. I have issues with both.


Uhm. What else. Oh. My eyelid swelled up so I looked like Morgain le Fay from Merlin. D; But it's better now, thanks to eyedrops and hot compresses. I've seen far too many movies this summer.
Oh well.

I also started reading Candida and Dorian Grey. Not the same book.
Candida by Shaw, Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. I <3 Oscar Wilde. But Shaw is fun to say. So they both rock. ^^

'tis all, for now.

My return.

Alright. I haven't updated in a while, but I've been busy! Actually, I haven't been on the computer much at all. My DevArt is FLOODED, my email is scary, my profiles and favorites needed to be updated, and there's so much to be scanned and colored I'm absolutely dreading the return of a scanner.

But I shall tell you what has happened with me since my last post.

Well, I went school-shopping. And... I love the movie Mallrats. I really do. Brodie is God. But man, I never expected to be sucked into that world so easily. They have, let me tell you, absolutely everything a girl could want. And free samples! Joy!

But yes, I spent far to much (of my mother's) money in those two days, and it's a good thing my dad gets to pay for half.

My computer is still dead. The Motherboard needs to be fixed and we're waiting on that part. I've seen since the last post:

Cinema Paradiso
Kate and Leopold
The Importance of being Earnest (again. and again. And again. It's now my sixth time since I was nine.)
Breathless (French original version. Not Richard Gear. Icks for Richard Gear.)
The Curse of the Jade Scorpion (Second time. Or third, I can't remember.)
Trust
Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle (Also very good.)
The Golden Bowl
Melinda and Melinda
Small Time Crooks (Again.)
Scoop (In theaters. Hugh Jackman is love.)
Alice (Czech Alice in Wonderland. Highly recommended.)
Darkness Light Darkness (Short with Alice.)

I'm sure there were other's I'm forgetting. Don't you love my notes?

I've fallen back in love with the 1800's and 1900's. My boyfriends must ALL know late 1800's manners. Just. Like. Leopold. Oh, and look like Hugh Jackman. Yeah.

There was something else. But I forgot. Oh well. Signing out.

Croquis!

How I love fashion. Here's a link on how to draw fashion sketches. It's handy, especially for posing and bodies, not to mention CLOTHES!

Croquis.
Any way. I have dry skin on my cheeks. I look rather old. Mah. Glamour, must. PURTY. xB Today's Thursday, so I'm going to dance class, but I can't find one shoe. Darn. 'Tis all.

Leyawn.

I woke up at twelve forty five today. Felt nice. Took shower. Went on computer.

UPS is delivering the parts for my computer today. Rosemarie should not be using it any longer. Tralalala. I can't wait until she leaves. She's such an idiot.

HMMMM.

Now. Wedding in october. Didn't caps that. O0ONeed to finish KH2.

Tis All for today.

BAND OF THE DAY.
BLONDIE.
'Cause they've got a Heart of Glass.

Oy. Hot here in California, especially in the valley where smog tends to pool. I hates teh roommates. They're stupid, can't write, use simple, uncreative rhymes and sound like every other indie-pop singer on the radio today.

And play one song from my CD without asking over and over, and lose my Oasis disk.

I saw Devil Wears Prada. Fashionfashion. High fashion is so very wonderful. Meryl Streep is so getting nominated for that role, it was amazing. There was another character as well, the designer, who I swear is a brother of a roommate I used to have, George. "Don't give me that attitude, I'll feed you to the models." has to be my favorite of his quotes. Or:

"So do the girls around here actually eat anyting?"

"Not since two became the new four, and zero became the new two."

"I'm a size six."

"Which is the new fourteen."

There are a lot of lines I liked, but Meryl Streep was.... amazing... there. She was a tyrrant all through the movie, and never once did she raise her voice. I WANT TO BE JUST LIKE HER WHEN I GROW UP!!


Book buying on Friday. Getting a lot of novels that have been made into features, and some others. Lovelove.

Posting to bump that awful post down.

My tummy hurts. Kinda hungry.

But to get to the kitchen, I have to walk across the parking lot, and I'd melt. I really would.

EEMED tonight!! ^^ Experimental Bellydance. Which implies free food. And I might be able to get my daddy to take us to Musso and Franks afterwards. Wearing earings and other shiny tidbits in my hair for the occasion. Curled the hair too, but ringlets never stay nice.

Uh, wish I could have a radioshow/podcast. That would be awesome. But I'm so bad about my blog... Dx Darm. Damnanddarnmeetagain.

My harddrive and CD burner are capoot. My father is fixing it, and in a week or so my computer should live again. Thank goodness, my art has changed since I've last posted my DevArt. I hope I've retained my CGing skills, they were just getting somewhere.

Tis all. Food so far:
Powerdrink for breakfast. 16 calories.

Huuuunngrry....

This place needs subscriptions.

Hm....
Posting.

This is a good link.

And, uh. Lessee. It's hot here. Bah. Fifteen pounds until I can eat again. >< It's so much. Dammit. I only have six week until school.

OHIREMEMBERWHATIHADTOWRITEABOUT.

Jennifer's going to get married, I knew that. But I HAVE to go the the wedding. What's the deal? My mom's going, and so is my Godfather. All I do at weddings is color on napkins. But there will be stuffed grape leaves and I love those. I love those so much.

She wants me to be a flower girl. I'd be an awful flower girl... Bumping into pews and things. Hm. Andway. Boredom ensues yet again.

;O

Friends... gurglestupid.
Really, giving up my ticket to somebody else, saying it was because they didn't know if I was going or not, even when I unconditionally confirmed, and expecting me to pay for my own ticket when everyone else didn't, is sort of bratty isn't it?

And then acting completely oblivious? Do they really not see the social fopaux? Or I am just hallucinating the problem here? Well, I'll just wait until summer ends, gnashing at my teeth and see if they say sorry. I'm being spiteful, I know. I'm a horribly spiteful person! D; Get off it.

Arkham Horror was fun. Very, very fun. Played with Avi yesterday, and it took about four hours (I think. I don't know.) but it was still fun. Stats for me are like.... durr.... but I have retained the "Blessing is good. Five and six on dice means I pass." Which is a start! Arkham kind of makes me want to learn how to play D&D, I tried when I was little, but I was, like, little. Yes, we beat Yig, the silly looking elder god. Hahaha.

Roommates. Evil. Stupidstupidstupid. Can I not get away from the stupidity of humanity?! Though, Jackie is moving back in, and I'm very happy about that. Very happy, it means I get to be around an intellegent being more often, with good musical taste. There are so few of those now a-days. Everyone just listens to My Chemical Fucktards and Something Corporate and says it's punk and hardcore. Ick, no.

Okay, now comes music. You know what's the closest thing to "emo hardcore?" Fugazi. I've been studying up on them. They're straightedge, and if you don't know what that means, you're an asswipe. The Clash were punk, so was Sid Vicious and the Sex Pistols. They took full beer cans in the jaw and kept singing and playing. By the end of the first set they were beaten bloody and hadn't left the stage. The Doors completely wore themselves out every night of a tour, and had dialated eyes under stage lights. My God, people today don't know good rock music from Blink 182, or Three Doors Down, or Green Day (who used to be good. Dookie was awesome. When they started out, they meant something, and now, they don't. Every halfwit with a t-shirt is screaming their name.)

And another thing I hate! You may not call yourself a punk, a rocker, an emo. You can't fucking LABEL YOURSELF. Brats, tell me something. What are you thinking when you say "I'm an emo." You know it's derogatory, right? You know people don't like emos, because they whine and are generally self-centered? And rockers are old men on bikes who listen to Led Zepplin. Please.


The Ramones

So, enough of that. Here, I will list bands of Punk Rock. If you don't see your band on this list, it's not punk. DEAL.

The Clash
The Sex Pistols
Black Flag
Circle Jerks
The Varukers
T.S.O.L.
Iggy & the Stooges (Primarily called the Stooges, as well)
Dead Kennedys
The Misfits
Descendents
WIZO
Bad Religion (Later considered Pop-Punk)
Pennywise (Same as Bad Religion)
The Germs


And now, hardcore punk!
A.F.I (Later converted to Pop-Punk sounds)
Marathon
7Seconds
Kid Dynamite
Hüsker Dü (Considered for 3-4 years Hardcore)
Bad Brains
Minor Threat
Agnostic Front
Anti-Flag Dead
Kennedys Deep
Wound
The Descendents
Dillinger Four
Reagan Youth

Circle Jerks

The difference between hardcore and punk is hardcore is faster. That's basially it. Hardcore is not emo, it's punk with faster drums, bass and guitar. Buck wild, shall we say?

SKA punk is......
Operation
Ivy
Rancid (Skeptics say they aren't Punk or Ska)
Mad Caddies
The Mighty Mighty Bosstones
Mustard Plug


The Stooges

SKA: A musican fusion of jamacian ska and Brit and American punk. Commonly using the guitar, saxophone, drums, and brass. Achieved greatest popularity in the 1990's in the United States. It has it's own scene clothing as well.

Examples of Celtic Punk
Dropkick Murphys
Flogging Molly
The Pogues

Celtic punk is sometimes known as paddybeat or celtcore, and usually associated with Irish Punks, or punks from the other nationalities of Ireland, Scotland, or Manx.

JARETH'S

That wasn't nonsense. ^^
That made PERFECT sense.

I just got back. ITWASSOGREAT.

My father, Chia and I were all color-coordinated, it turned out, and lots of people wanted our picture. There weren't as many Toby's as there were last year, I only saw one, but he kept attacking the faeries and everyone found him adorable. There was a queer-looking faerie boy, and a Captian Hook and smee, and demons and gnomes (I have pictures. I will post them when I get my computer back.) and though I don't think I have any pictures of myself (I forgot...) there are some great ones of other costumes.

I danced some, but that wasn't as fun as last year, because there was no one to dance with me. D; But there were more people who wanted my photograph. I'm really such an attention whore. Chia informed me some guy said I was hot (this made no sense. I had on a full face mask that is completely white.) and he was forty.

Major ew.

I figure my costume was a success. Shoot, it was fun. There was even a V and Van Helsing! Though I have picture of V, because he is so much more important, wouldn't you say?

...I feel giddy still. Wheew. The official Jareth disappeared half way through, and I got no picture. Again. Crappers. That just means I'll have to try harder next year.

Okay, bed time.

Boinga doing.

I've noticed most of my post titles are complete nonsense. OHWELL.

TODAY IS JARETH'S BALL.

I'm getting ready. Whee! I have my black corset, and my petticoats, and my skirts and mask and wig. Without the face/head stuff, I look rather piratey. Therefor, my next birthday party is a pirate party. Oh... excited excited. ^^ YAYS.

Okay, hearts all a-flutter. But the mask shall impair eating a bit. I will have to drink with straws. D;

And BAND O' THE DAY will come back. I promise.

Music time.... MORE!

Got some new CD's a few days ago. Fifteen to be exact. It cost a hundred and sixteen dollars, which isn't bad, they were mostly used or clearance, but I still won't be eating anything except cereal for a few days. Uh, I got:
Fugazi (13 Songs)
David Bowie (can't remember album name. Live.)
Mogwai (THEONEWITHSTANLEYKUBRICK)
Each Other (No album title?)
The Velvet Underground (the Velvet Underground: Live)
The Pixies (Doolittle)
Janis Ian (----)
Laura Nyro (----)
Sex Pistols (Nevermind the Bollocks, here's the Sex Pistols)
Shimmerplant (----)
And.... I can't remember the others. A few of them I went "Ohh, purty album art" and since they were on clearance, I bought them. I bought them all.
Each Other is a really good synth band. I hadn't heard them before, but they were only 2.99 so I got it. Yearly album trips are so great... my mom lets me spend a hundred dollars at ameoba, and I'm happy for the rest of the year.

But Each Other! It was good. Shimmerplant... when the guy sings, it's fabulous. When the girl sings, she writes the songs and it's awful. But half the album is a thumbs up.
And of course, Velvet Underground. It has.... Venus in Furs. Which is the BEST Nico and the Velvet Underground song ever. Ever evers.
Severin. xP

Oh, got 'Faith' by the Cure. Haven't listened to it yet. Will probably review here.

Music Time.

Going to the record store today. I have to pick up David Bowie, Mogwai, Laurie Anderson, the Cure, Empire Records soundtrack, Fugazi, the Velvet Underground, the Clash. I'm making a friend a mixtape, and I actually need to buy the music I want to put on there. I have some of it on computers (at my father's office, or my dad's house or mine.) but I need the discs so I have to get the CD. Yeah, really.

Uh, there isn't any theme, it's "Music you'd like." I hope to have it done by the end of summer. I watched the end of the Great Escape, and now I'm watching the middle. Very good movie, it is.

Uh, that is all.

Oooiga.

I've been away, if you haven't noticed. At my mother's house, where I normally am kept prisoner, in particular. While I was away, as I may have said before, my mother KILLED my computer. My father took it and defragged, CHKDSKed it, but it's still acting funny, so I did another check disk, and it's still repairing. Going to take a while, using my mother's laptop that she got from her school.

Ugh, Pirates of the Caribbean 2 was great. The end, oh my God. Bah. I'm tearing up. The third one better have LOTS of Johnny Depp in it.

Oogle. Jareth's ball is coming up. I've given up on the notion of anyone else coming with me, so I'm selling the extra ticket.
That's all for now.

Tata, loves.

Really!

So, I was too worn out last night to post, but here's what I did.

I hung around my dad's office reading and cleaning his desk. Finished Black Sun Rising and made it a good way through Maskerade, a Terry Pratchett book I had never finished. Then went to aerial, then dance, got a burn on my leg. It's ugly. Changed in the bathroom of my gym and went to.... The Visual Effects Society Festival Opening!

That was fun, I met the president of the society when I had fruit gook on my hands. We only stayed for about an hour, but there was free food and really expensive ordurves (Spell?) and a good Jazz band. They had a fabulous keyboard, and the alto sax player also played flute and clarinet.

Instruments were beautiful, had a great tap dancer who drummed. Anyway. After the hour was up, we went to Musso & Franks, an awesome resturant down in Hollywood with real waiters. I had been reading the menu and my napkin was still on the table, we when he came by to give us our drinks (the waiter was this ancient Italian -or something- man, and I got Diet Coke in a tiny glass bottle!) he actually put the napkin in my lap. The salad I got was huge, it came in a plate and on a bowl, and he managed to give the orders wrong to everyone at the table. We waited until he walked away and changed them. But Orson Welles used to eat there, which isn't saying much, and Hemmingway and Faulkner drank at the bar also. Charlie Chaplin was a regular!

And none of this was on the menu, I looked it up, here.

I highly suggest going to this place, it's very "Wow, you've worked here forever!" Almost like that restuarant the family in the Mafia movies own. Which slightly scares me. I think it's been around since 1919.

Okay, going home on Saturday. I have this great new Arabic pop song to show you guys at home. Avi, you probably won't like it as much, but you have to listen to it.

Murf.

Will post tomorrow. I promise, okay? REALLY.

Band o' ze day.
Warren Zevon.
Chowmeinyum.

July Fourth. joy.

Diet will be needed. I guilt so easily.
Alright, I guilt after eating anything.

And my friends tick me off. Fireworks are on right now, but I have no interest in them. They're sort of a let down every year. So... whatever.

Okay, fine. I just came back from my roof. I've never watched fireworks from my roof before, we've always went somewhere else to see them. The neighbors came up with booze and a bullhorn, and the people across the street were lighting bottle rockets and and stuff in the alley, and then the Indian restuarant on the corner suddenly started going off in the middle of the speech. Then the neighbors made the Independence Day speech.

A little later my godfather turned on the Marine's anthem and almost blew out his speakers, and there was a shload of people in our driveway watching the people in the alley. Between the Marina and the University and Culver City and the alley and some others, there were fireworks all around us.

It was fun, to say the least. My feet are completely numb.

And side note, the alley people once yelled "THEY'RE COMING!" and everything went off. Really felt devious there. Cops are bad on the fourth. And no one calls anything illegal in.


BAND O' THE DAY:
Jimi Hendrix.
For that rad nat'nl anthem that got everyone razzed up.

LoJ: 13 Days.

Well, doing T-shirts today. Next sunday I'm going to see Pirates of the Caribbean with all of my crew. Except Melvyn, I think, because his grades are his trash and his parents won't let him. I haven't made any more progress on my Jareth's costume, but I feel a lot safer. Though... bah. It's kind of cliche.

Anyhow. Let me tell you how I woke up this morning. I was sleeping, very happily indeed, and then... THE BLACK RIDER ALBUM. Tom Waits was suddenly playing. Thank you father. Wonderful thing to hear first thing in the morning. Not that I couldn't get back to sleep. Probably what he meant to do in the first place.

He had promised not to come into my room and wake me up once summer vacation started, so he has to resort to other methods of child-awakenment.

GOING TO TARGET TO GET KH2!! We went to the anti-corporate game store first, okay? They didn't have it! Dx

Squick. Hello my Riku.

EDIT:
I HAVE KH2!
>bounce<

Band o' the day:
Tom Waits.
Urgh.

Jareth's Ball Countedown: 14 days.

So excited about the ball, I'm going to fall over with anticipation. Seriously, I can't even get my costume done I'm so happy. But I've finally decided what I'm wearing, which is big step up from where I used to be, which was having a mask base.

Now I am the Ethreal (Wuh? Isatt a word?) Faerie of Time and Change! xD Not that I know what that is, of course. It just sounds really cool. I'm going to be wearing a black corset I already have, tall black pleather gloves, a long black wig and a black poofy skirt with my white venetian mask. So I'm very Kabuki-esk, or German Expressionism. I might put false eyelashes on the mask. Might not.

Eeehehe. LoJ. LoJ! Here I come!

Band o' the Day,
Elvis Costello.

No one can sing the word 'Fuck' quite like he can. ;O

The blog below is from yesterday. I accidentally hit draft and now blogger hates me for it.

Something's wrong. I'm listening to Meatloaf, and I'm sober. ;O Eeer, not that I've been drunk before.

Guess who I was drivin'/ridin' behind on the way home? I have pictures, but you get a picture raid when I get home in a week. My camera hates my father's computer.

Oh yeah. ANGELINA. I should probably look up how to spell her name. Yeah, pinklady. She's not really a celebrity. She's more like a horror story. At first glance I was all "Oh wow, a pink car." Then, "Oh, a drag queen."

Then my father pointed out who it was. Seriously, though it was a dragqueen.

OHSHITNOWMYHOUSEISSTARTINGTOSMELLLIKEMEATLOAF.

And I'm cooking seafood!

Oh but guess what! I edited my music-interest box, 'cause I looked at it a few minutes ago, and was like "Oh wow, that's barely anything there!"
But it stopped me, and only let me put 600 characters. I'm so proud of myself.

Band o' the day!
You guessed it, Meatloaf!
Why? Because they have really gross imagery.
All these heards coming out of 'em and flyin' away,
people frenchin' the words out of other people's mouth.

Ew.
But still, you love them, you just don't want to admit it.

Uh, I accidentally hit draft. Sorries!

Forming a ninja squad to report the idiots who post the boards and pictures. Animated porn. Oh how great. >eyeroll<

Probably going to be eating infront of my computer tonight so I can keep reporting. Goshdarnit. Hm. Soon to be fused to my chair, I will.

Turns out, my Cinnamon Toast Crunch has less calories than the whole wheat all organic stuff my Dad eats. Haha.

EDIT:
Darnitt! I knew I wasn't fit! I just came back from a three mile bike ride with my godfather. It was hard. No, I did not fall off, but I did almost crash into a great many things. There were cars. Lots of them. Oi, they zoom past at the most inconvient times, so you have like, two inches between you, a refurbished El Camino, and this giant SUV that could run you over.

I almost hit a little kid, too. I swear, she was suicidal! She just jumped out infront of me!

BAND O' THE DAY!
The Cure.
Because my playlist running out of artists.

Welcome to a Word Spasm.

I have finally returned to makeup and clothes that fit somewhat correctly. And showers. After my recent escapade of Kingdom Hearts binging, I don't think I'll be going on the PS2 much, Baulder's Gate is.... Okay fine, it looks like it was developed by fifteen year old boys. Armor like that covers nothing! And the barmaid kept touching herself, so I quit. I mean, as long as all the enemies stab me through the boob, I'll be fine, but my stomach is completely exposed.

Back to Neverwinter on the plain old Windows. Ah well, my screen is big enough. It's not the projector, coughcough, but still.

Been roleplaying, on Gaia. Hey, they new layout's not halfbad once you get used to it. I also exercised today. Needed it, too. While I did, I watched a Gothic Bellydance video, which relly sucked. I mean, it was absolutely awful.

Bad.... bad.... Cheaply done. Cheap, cheap cheap. Cheeaaap. D=

Anywho. Nothing else to report. My life as become mundane.

BAND O' ZE DAY!
....They Might Be Giants!
You know they rock. Don't deny it.

Okay, so I forgot yesterday.

Even though I was on the computer like, most of the day, I didn't update. I'm bad. But let's start with yesterday to give you the update of my life, shall we? I got up at ten, because it was Sunday. Summer vacation really hasn't sunken in yet, probably because I'm at my father's and I'm usually only here on the weekends. Then I went on the computer for a few hours, then played Kingdom Hearts.

Oh how I hated Ansem yesterday. He gave me so much trouble. It was unbelievable. The first time he had that stupid looming whooshy posessing demon genie thing over his head it was... okay, I beat him. Darkside (the heartless who never gives up! You gotta love 'em!) was beaten in a few minutes, and then the second time Genie-and-Ansem came around, he took a few tries.

Then the over-sexed-Holy-Shit-he's-huge-Ansem came over. And with an annoying cut scene too. Ansem says 'light' with a lisp. Sounds like 'life.' This.... awful shirtless man took me all night. Then it got to late and my father made me go to sleep, except there wasn't any save point for like, the rest of the game or something (really. After 'The Final Rest' you have to continually fight bosses. After Giant Ansem though, it's not that hard. Just Shadows. The hardest it gets is a batallion of Invisibles.)

When I turned on the projecter -- mehe-- in the morning, Sora was still floating there with his little glowing heart so I continued, got my ass kicked by Ansem, then.... went back to The Final Rest. I lost all those bosses. BUT! LISTEN TO ME NOW! SAVE YOURSELF LOADS OF TROUBLE!

Before you all go for the World of Chaos, go back to the Olympus Collisium (Collisum? Colisium? I should really know how to spell that by now.) and enter Phil Cup, Hercules Cup, Pegasus Cup, and Hades Cup. Platnium and Gold... you don't really need to, but you can if you want, I guess. Those are the two sets off "???." You get the second set after completing Hades.

A note about the Hades cup, after completing the first ten, or getting into the last ten, it will send you back to the point you died at. I think. I don't know, I never died. I read it in a walkthrough, so don't take my word for it.

Okay, back to my rendition of KH.

I leveled up to sixty two or so, I had been on forty I think? and then went back to good ol' Ansem.

He was. So. Freakin'. Easy.

My God.

So.... I finished Kingdom Hearts One Today! The end was really sad. It kind of made me tear up, which is really sappy, but hey. No one else is in the house, so I'm allowed.
I now told the whole world what a romantic peice of putty I am. Nice. Dx

I'll smoosh my two blogs into this one today.

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My mom got into an accident yesterday.
Her car is totalled, so when I get back, we're getting a new one. She's only getting 5,000 dollars from the insurance companies, too. Those awful little bastards. A camero would be awsome, but they cost a lot, gas wise.

Hmmm.....

BAND O' THE DAY!
Mogwai.
Uhh... Thyr gud?
No rly.

And, Martin Reed from Questionable Content has their poster on his wall. Ooh. Webcomic Namedrop! It's framed.

Kingdom... Hearts...

Almost done with Kingdom Hearts I. That is a one, by the way. One. Uno. At the moment, I have the Holy Shiznit from Night on Bald Mountain (Fantasia. One.) kicking my sorry ass soon as I get his health down half way. And excuse my language, that dude has a shitload of health.

Tomorrow, my father is not at work, the Disney producers are not hitting him with whips, and he will help me clean my room. It's scary. I have pictures, but the machine I'm using is refusing to accept the fact it has the proper drivers.

I think it's emo. My computer is emo!

Ah, well. A week at my father's house is gone.

And to keep up my two blogs a day.

Terry Pratchett is so great. I want to do a Pratchett roleplay. But Gaia went to the dogs with the new site layout, so I won't be roleplaying there for a while. I'm looking for a new board to sign onto, if anyone knows one (Lanzer, an Admin, did post an announcement about the current issues and things are looking up, but still.) that's not neopet-ish. God, neopets sucked. I remember when it was good.

I'm almost done with Black Sun Rising. That means I'll be onto True Night Falls within a few weeks. Lots of books to read over the summer. Then I have Crown of Shadows, I think. Then Mists of Avalon, then Lords and Ladies, then Gigi which will take me a day, then I don't even know. I have my monthly trip to the bookstore too, and I'm buying 1984 by George Orwell because I have yet to read that. I Am A Camera is on my list as well.

The Band o' the Day!
Peter, Paul & Mary.
'Cause if I had a hammer, I'd hammer all day long....

emotionally u n s t a b l e !?

Yeah, here's some pictures from the Going Away party we gave our English Teacher. I'll post more from the last days of school, but I only have a few moments right now.

(They're humongous, so I'm linking to them.)

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I have an eye appointment today.

And... I haven't been using the little eye program to help my tracking like I've supposed to. But I've been using my glasses! (Not using her glasses.) Err, okay. Mostly, using my glasses. 'Cause their pretty.

Summer vacation is such a downer, I'm kind of depressed. I hate being depressed because it makes me think I'm being emo and self centered (which I am anyways.) and then I get more depressed, because emo people are shit. Moosic. I need Mooooosic. xP I have twenty minutes to write this, then the owner of this computer comes and I have to leave. Darm. Darm is Darn and damn you see.

What can I do now....

Ah! Band o' the day!

ASIA!
'Cause they had rockin' album art, even if their last album wasn't so good.


Bah. Short post. I'll make up for it later.

Because I'm stoopid.

Err, I should be at ballet.

Oh well!

Here's to working on the show!

(17:23:09) alucca1@mac.com: The one I'm writing now is about Jamie and Maria hyperventilating over no bean paste soup and learning how to hunt from cabala himself
(17:23:30) TheViciousCabaret: .... absolutely idiotic.
It's great.
(17:23:53) alucca1@mac.com: I know after words they play scrabble with a frenchy
(17:24:09) TheViciousCabaret: What's with you and frenchies>
(17:24:11) TheViciousCabaret: *?
(17:24:25) alucca1@mac.com: I don't know they funny
(17:26:10) TheViciousCabaret: Well, yeah, but still. You could be narrowing our demographic. Narrowing.
(17:26:32) alucca1@mac.com: just one episode!
(17:27:07) TheViciousCabaret: ....and the accent.




Yes, that's how we plan things. He.... things French people are high comedy. But that's okay. Because we're supposed to be random and stupid. They (the episodes) are going to be hosted on YouTube, so we can attract some attention.

It's moving, I swear. Really! We're all really excited.

I found my title!

It was the last day of school today.
(OH SHIT. Today was dance class! I completely forgot! I starts... NOW.)

There was a great many tears, and whenever someone said something about Ms. Tinti, everyone got really sad. But.... last day of school? You know, I'm just not feelin' it. Magaly is moving to New York as well as graduating, and people I've known almost all my life are finally leaving forever. A lot of people that are a year older than me have graduated from school now, and gone off to different places.

And I have Ms. Jones again next year. Bleah. But I had my last Combsey class today. Happy dance.

My friends (anthonyTHErebellious, look him up.) Anthony, Jamie and Maria are starting a webcast. Which means loose scripts with twenty minute, semi-cut videos of stupid impressions, finger fights, and cooking adventures. The name of the show has not been decided on yet, but we have written down the order and theme song, and are starting on scripts now.

Oh it will be fun. And I thought I was going to actually study over break! Ha!

After school we hung around on the grass for three and a half hours munching our intestines into oblivion with skittles. My stomach is poofy. It hurts.


Band of the day!
WILLIAM SHATNER!
Why? Because he.... pauses... at inpropriate places.... in the song.... all... the time....

And everyone loves him.

My title box seems to have run away.

And making my blog a bit more reputable, here I am, sticking in another post and rambling on about something unimportant. Putting on my glasses would help my mood some, wouldn't it. Am I bright enough to reach them? Or am I just going sit here and squint? No, no I got them. They're in arm's reach, it was okay. I didn't have to get up off my chair or anything, so don't be shocked.

My butt probably needs to leave the chair. It would do it some good.

No, that... that's too hard. The title thinger above the post disappeared. I'll have to find and enable it again.

OKAY. Enough thought process. Serious post now!
Has anyone heard the new Dresden Doll album? It's good. Seriously good. As in, Backstabber is the world's themesong. In fact, the whole album is the world's themesong from the past threehundred years. The first song, "Sex Change." made coke pepsi (Hurr. Pepsi beats coke's to Chinatown!) come out my nose. Seems all whiny and morose and self pitying, until you listen to the lyrics. Then it's aforty minute riot.

Blank space. No title box. NOT GOOD.

God, I don't know where to start. Why I created this blog, I suppose. Because to comment on my English teacher's blog, I need an account on this site. Now, I normally use xanga, and I'm well settled there, I shall share my happiness with blogger so I do not lose touch with the fabulous teacher who is moving to Brazil.

How dare she.

Ah, I can post music finds on here. It seems like a very musical place, blogger. And it has a draft, that's nice. Xanga doesn't have a draft. I should put bands I like.

Here we go.

Tom Waites
The Dresden Dolls
The Cure
New York Dolls
The Dead Boys
The Clash
The Sex Pistols
Nirvana
Mogwai
Fugazi
Nine Inch Nails
Firewater
Pentaphobe
Johnny Cash
Pavement
The Cranberries
The Bangles
The Go Gos


And... Others? I'll post more. I know Indian Jewelry is really really good, but I haven't listened to enough to say so. Alrighty. Must go.