Now with even MORE nyan!

Yeah, I just thought that I should share that I now have nyan cat as my ringtone. Like a boss. (Okay not really, but it is stuck in my head and somehow that'll help? Or I'll just be able to annoy Amy whenever I feel like it :D (Always a good option) (It is also a good thing that I have yet to tell her that I even have a blog, let alone give her the link :3 )

NYAN CAT REVAMP.

So, I decided that after not posting/checking anything for a long time, I would check my stats for the past month. This is what I got.

Now, I'm fine with this (it seems my Nyan Cat post was really popular for some reason, but the weird thing is this:

So then I Googled it.

They don't exist.
I was actually sad.


BUT I DID FIND THIS FANTASTIC THING RIGHT HERE
I WANT THIS AS AN MP3 AND A RINGTONE.

...... :D

Yeah, so I was talking with one of my roommates the other day, and she was talking about one of her highschool friends who was dating this guy and "all they did was go to his basement and play video games". Her words. I thought it sounded dirty so I reply with "Oh I bet she played with his joystick for hours. She could press all his buttons. Secret codes like 'up up down TRIANGLE!!'"
This got a laugh. So the last part got onto facebook. lol.

Anywho. Dirty jokes ftw.

Wanna know something awkward?

Reading yaoi that's in second person.

(I laugh every time it says "your cock")

But yeah. It's quite awkward.

Well Crap....

I haven't written anything for quite a while. Well, just as a quick update, my roommates and I are getting along really well. College is amazing! I think I'll enjoy my four years here. It'll be difficult, yes, but I think I'll have fun all the same.


TONIGHT WE ORDERED CHINESE AND MY CHOW MEIN CAME WITHOUT EFFING NOODLES. It made me cry.

But on another hand, we went shopping and I bought accessories (TWO skinny ties!!) and a pair of really cute boots. It's awesome~

College is Scary

So I leave on Saturday. To college. I packed a bag full of clothes and shoes (and my camera bag. Stupid US Air only allowing ONE carry-on). And I have an outfit that I'm going to wear on the plane (so I don't have to pack it) and I'm waiting for some laundry to be done. Then I will stuff even MORE clothes into the single bag. Then all my electronics will be going into my backpack, as well as a few books and things.

A lot of people have been asking me "So what does it feel like?" and the truth is, it hasn't hit me yet. It feels like any other summer day. But it started hitting me because I started packing. No, I haven't actually cried yet, but little things have been getting me on the verge of tears all day. Picking out one camp shirt to bring almost made me cry. But other than that it's just random-not-connected-to-any-one-moment/thing almost-crying-ness. It sucks.

(and the camp shirt thing was also because the funding for humane education was cut, which is stupid, so there's no camp ever anymore... which is pretty damn depressing.)
Here's a link to a video one of the teen staff made last summer
Here's a Camp Paws Tumblr full of cute pictures of dogs and a little about what we do!
And here's a link to the non-profit Love is Action that we created to help Humane Education

Sorry for all the links, but if you could check it out then that would make me very happy! Camp means a lot to me and to all the teen staff and campers that we have had over the 12 years Camp P.A.W.S. has existed!

Forgive me for the lack of updates...

I just haven't really had anything to say... My birthday is in a week though :D

Well the other day I went to the local fair, and my brother met his friends there, but all my friends were busy, so I went alone. I ditched my brother and walked by myself. It was nice up until my favorite ride didn't allow single riders. I had to convince my brother to go with me.

Playmobile...

So Shaa, Koi, and I made a pact a long time ago to get playmobil toys. Shaa was going to get a berries and cream one, I was going to get the Tranny and Shaa and I decided that Koi was going to get a magician.

Shaa and I went to farmer's market today and ate ribs, went to the toy store, and went to the playmobil section. We found the berries and cream and the magician without any problems. But there wasn't the tranny. So we looked through them all. Still no tranny. We found others that were alright. But none as good as the original. So I narrowed it down to two: a homosexual pirate or a tranny fairy. (I'll try to find a link to the pirate asap or I'll just take one later). But since Koi wasn't there, and he had no opinion, and we had chosen the magician for him anyways... We ended up getting the fairy AND the pirate. Koi'll just have to choose which one he wants, cause I'm fine with either, seeing as they weren't the original tranny... BUT IT'S AWESOME ANYWAYS!

Drawing

In an attempt to get better, I've been taking people's profile pictures (or just a picture of them... normally a good one :D) and I've been drawing it using photoshop and my tablet. I think I'm improving... But idk. :3

Updates

I should write a new post. Something about my Connecticut trip, how the airplane was lost on the way there, and then SOAR went awesome and I made new friends, how in New York my dad and I stumbled across most of the important tourist places on accident, how the first flight was cancelled on the way home and we had to wait on standby, how we missed our connections, but ultimately got home okay, how when I wear heels (I FOUND SENSIBLE ONES IN MY CLOSET!!!) I get self-conscious about the clicking noise they make, but apparently, it wasn't the clicking that was making those hipster/indie boys in the coffee shop stare at me, but how good I looked (according to my friends, and hey, I did look pretty hot yesterday). But I'm too lazy, so you just get that short overview. :D

Speaking of him...

I've found that the song "Give me Everything" or whatever it's called (by Pitbull and Ne-yo) reminds me terribly of all my confidence issues and regrets. In the song, it's so bold. It's going up to "someone sexy" and asking them to "give me everything tonight" (well asking them to have sex, but that's not where I'm going). It's so self-confident and bold and courageous. It leaves me wanting to change, and inexplicably sad during the actual duration of the song, yet I continue to listen to it to constantly remind me that I should change. And maybe in August, going to college is the little push I need. Maybe I'll get a haircut, new clothes, a new style. Start over in a new state, all new people. I'll give myself a new makeover, try to be a better person. But I won't turn my back on everything in my past. I'll keep it all and cherish it, but I'll use it more to learn. I'll use my past to jumpstart my future. (yay for getting confident while writing this post!)

Well THAT was weird

I was looking at my facebook chat and I've been checking it all day for him. and I thought "I want him to be on so bad" and then my chat refreshed. and he was on. that was just too freaky to not say.

Adventure to Connecticut!

Okay, so Sunday evening, my dad, sister, Loki (my sister's kitten), and I started our drive down to the airport in Santa Barbara (which is only about one and a half hours away). Loki meowed the entire way down to my sister's apartment, which would be his new home; He doesn't like car rides that much. So then when we got there, we watched Tropic Thunder and Underdog, then we just slept and then woke up at 4:45 AM. We got to the airport, and our plane was supposed to leave at 6:05. But the plane was fogged in at LAX, and the pilots woke up in Santa Barbara, took a cab down to LAX, and flew the plane up to where it was supposed to be. We finally got on the plane at around 11:00 AM (and those four hours were long and terrible because the wifi hated me, and wouldn't let me on until the last 30 minutes or so). We got to Denver without any other problems. Then we ate lunch there, and waited for our connection. We got on the plane, and we were sitting in a row by the tail. It was a very bumpy ride, and there was a screaming child in front of me, and a guy sitting next to me (he was reading a book in Japanese!!!), but I had the window, and I enjoyed looking out it. At one point the little girl in front of me (she was probably around 1), was happy and reached her hand out to me. At this point I was drawing a picture, and I let her hold the colored pencil I was using. She was very confused, but happy. It was really cute.

We landed in New York City, and there were so many lights! And I was watching out the window while we landed. We were going down... down... down... and I saw water under us. I was like "hey, we should probably land on the land" (in my head of course, I didn't really speak the entire flight). And there was water... water... water... RUNWAY. LAND. And we landed. And when we got out, my bag was there (my dad was worried that it would be lost because of all the trouble), and we went outside, and my dad thought that the rental car shuttles would be somewhere off this way, but I followed the signs and found it. (I was proud of myself). We got our rental car, hopped in, and started off to Connecticut. We ended up getting to the hotel about 1 AM (Eastern Time). On the way I saw a Lady Gaga Billboard, but I don't know what it was advertising. I got in the hotel and fell asleep. And then there's now! Almost noon Eastern Time, and I had a bagel and we're going to go and check out New Haven and I'm going to bring my camera (my mom wants pictures). I may upload some. THE OCEAN HAS NO WAVES. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO SURVIVE?? D:

Reaching and Grasping are Different Things

  So School ended on Thursday, but my last day of classes was Tuesday (because I was a senior). So the last time I saw the guy I sadly still like, was Tuesday, because I had the final for that class. But then there was a party at his host family's house on Saturday evening, and of course I went. I had a plan to tell him that I had liked him the entire year. So when we were going to leave we had to say goodbye, so Yukki pushed me towards him (cause everyone pretty much knows...), and I gave him a hug. And I was going to tell him. I was... at the last minute I lost my nerve. I always just lose my nerve, and I can't do anything, I can't say anything. No matter how much I would like to say that I liked him all year. How the first time I saw him walking down the 100 hall after I dropped my stuff off in French I had hoped that he was the new foreign exchange student Anna was excited about (because they both speak German). How I just had to laugh that his first day he was here, we went to the kitchen to cook quiche and crêpes, and word spread so fast and girls would come in with lame excuses, or none at all just to see who he was, and flirt with him. How I liked A days better because I got to see him. How when he left for sports, French didn't seem as fun. How when he sat in front of me and he had that necklace on I had to keep myself from playing with it (that sounds creepy, but I'm sorry if I'm sensory and it was the twisty kind. Those are the most fun to play with. Seriously.). How I was so crushed when he went to prom with someone else. How I come up with these bold plans, only to have them fail. How one day I was going to wink at him when we passed each other in the hall when Shaa and I were heading to science, but he wasn't there. How when I finally waved at him when heading to science (again), Beat called out to him and he turned around and didn't see me at all. How even when I thought I was starting to get over him, when he said "hi" to me in the 200 hall, I felt lighter than air. How in french I always felt bad for going along with the others and making fun of him, even though it was just so fun to tease him. How when he would turn around and play with the stuff on my desk, I could hardly breathe. How it took me forever to actually know what color his eyes are, just because I was too shy to make eye contact. How it took me all I had just to send a message on facebook. How at his party I was going to confess, lost my nerve at the last second, but I still want to tell him. I still want him to know, even if just to know how he feels about me. How I'm actually going to miss him when he's gone. How after I told him that I was going to miss him, even though I actually thought I was over him, when he uttered that simple "I'll miss you too" whether he meant it or not, it still made my heart skip a beat. And how I was going to send a text today, but didn't know what to say. How Shaa yelled at me because I was being stupid. How I knew that I didn't have a backbone, that I should just be a woman and say something or do something; finally follow through on one of my plans. How I really just wish I could go back to that first day and actually say something. How if I could do it all again... I would definitely go through with some of my plans... how I would be bold... how I wouldn't feel this disappointed about myself.

  I would say all of this, but I can't. Maybe I'll man up and call him like Shaa says I should. Maybe I'll ask Koi to set up a nonchalant "hang out" day with some more people just so I can have another chance. Maybe if all else fails I'll send him a link to my blog and hope he reads it. Maybe he'll read the other ones about him, too. It's too bad that I'm on the East Coast for a week, and I'll only have 9 days from the time I get back to the day he leaves. Sorry if this post is a bit depressing... I'm just trying to figure out what I could say, what I should say... Because I need to say something to him about all this.

Studying

So Shaa and I go to Angie's house to study for Marine biology, and we show up 15 minutes early, so we sit in the truck for 15 minutes. And then we walked up to the house (where we had never been before), and knocked on the door. No answer. We ring the doorbell. No answer. We call Angie and ask "Does your house have steps?" And she's like "What? Hold on, I'll walk outside my house." So we run down the steps to the street and run into Angie, who's walking from her backyard to the street. She was in the backyard so she couldn't hear us. She lets us in the yard, and her mom's like "Hey, help set up this patio umbrella". So we set up a freakin' patio umbrella the first 15 minutes we're there. Normally I feel awkward when I go to other people's houses, but that killed any awkwardness that there would have been.

So we set that up and then go inside. Shaa and I started freaking out about the hugeness of the house. It was awesome! But then we got to studying, and we did the study-sheets, and had cookies and soda and laughed and called each other fat (just Shaa and I, pretty much), and just had an awesome time. The final is on Tuesday, but I'm pretty sure I'll remember at least a few of those just from making fun of the questions or having an extremely hard time finding them.


I graduate on Thursday. That's one late-start Monday, one short-day for finals on Tuesday, a senior outing on Wednesday (to a waterpark), and then Graduation. (and then Grad-"nite" at Magic Mountain)

GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN THIS WEEK :D

Weekend...

 So it's the last weekend ever of my high school career. I graduate on the 16th. Today is the 10th. Six days... That's less than a week... This time next week I won't be in high school any longer... It's just a weird concept. And then in less than two months, I'll be 18. I'll be an adult. GAH I'M OLD. D:

So you think you can dance.

They're doing this one song and the choreography was all sexy sexy and I'm like "I wish I could dance like that... Probably never will...."

Tidepools

Last Thursday, for Marine Biology, Shaa and I went to the local tide pools. It was fun and all, but getting there was even more fun. Technically, she wasn't supposed to drive me there (but the teachers let it slide), but we didn't know exactly where we were going. At one point, she turned a corner and she drifted on accident. It was really fun but kinda scary because it's not a very good road to be drifting on. Then we passed the place we were supposed to go, and then we turned around at a beach. Then we passed the vans on the way back, so we went to a pull-out. But it was really small, and so when Shaa turned around (in her giant truck) the truck turned, then kinda skidded out, and wobbled along the road for a bit. I was sitting there thinking "Oh God I'm gonna die" and then we were both on adrenaline-highs for a bit :D

but then we looked at tide pool creatures, then went to a local doughnut shop, and then went back to school. The rest of the day was rather ordinary.

Otters

So yesterday, Shaa skyped me to ask if I was busy. I said "no. why?" and she told me that she had to go talk to Mrs. Chapman (a scary science teacher) about painting the otters on a trailer for community service and she didn't want to go alone because she's "scary." I had to roll my eyes at her, but I ended up going. I brought a book so I could do some homework while she talked. So she comes to pick me up and we head into town. We sit at this campground for about half an hour, with no sight of Chapman's little yellow car. A golf cart pulls up next to us and he said that we were probably at the wrong park, and if it was for the history museum (which is was), we would have to go to the bay campground, we were at the strand campground. So we drive over to the other campground, and sure enough, there's the little yellow car. So Shaa gets out and talks and helps, and then I'm called out cause they need help taping together big pieces of paper. I put down the novel I was reading and get out of the truck (a very dirty truck, thanks to some rain the other day), and go to help. We end up running out of tape, and then having to roll the paper up. Chapman uses a small log to help roll the paper, which ended up getting stuck inside the paper tube. Shaa's muttered suggestion "Twirl it around above your head" was enough to get us laughing after I gave her an odd look and a small punch in the arm. Eventually the log came out, Shaa got the paper to draw her large otters and landmark on, and then we went to Koi and Sierra's house. Sierra had invited us over earlier, but she wasn't there and she told us to call her brother...which we did, but we waiting until we were outside his house. We went in, and started playing dominoes (I taught them Mexican Train), and then Sierra came home and we taught her too. But her phone kept playing "Paper Planes" because she was being texted almost constantly. After we played a few games of Mexican Train, we played Uno and ate pizza. But then Shaa and I had to go home because I still had homework (which I woke up early to finish this morning) and it was a "school night" (technically).

But Shaa told me that I had to tell this story, because she was too embarrassed at her mistake to do so. :D

Photos

So I have to do a portfolio for Digital Photo 1, and I had to get actual photos in print. They're here in my hands. I look at them and it's so weird, thinking that I actually took these... I can pull them out and show people... I could say I took these. It's just odd but I like it. Very much so.

Workout Plan

So yesterday, I did my first workout for the Seventeen Magazine thing for the pact with Shaa. The workout for yesterday called for two 3lb weights, which I didn't have. So I took two old socks that I don't wear anymore, and filled them with rocks. The first time I weighed them, they were ~2lbs each. The second time ~3.5lbs each. I was like "forget it, I'm not changing them again" so I tied knots and started my workout. Today I woke up and thought "well, I'm not too sore, that's good" but throughout the day I started hurting. My back and my legs are so stiff and sore it's sad D: But I'm going to do my workout for today. -seriousface-

Artistic

I'm really artistic right now, and it might be because I just started a new Deviantart just for my photography, I'm putting all my acceptable photos up, and taking a whole lot more on this lovely 3-day weekend.

If you want to see the photographs, there's a link [Here]

Something I normally forget....

So I tend to forget this a lot, even though my friends sometimes tell me...
But lately I haven't been feeling the best about myself. I lack confidence, self esteem, and in my opinion, a whole lot more. But I have to learn to like myself a lot more. Sometimes I feel that if I'm proud of myself, or something I do, or even give myself a compliment, I'll get full of myself and I'll become arrogant, or maybe I'll start thinking I'm better than people. It's a trait that I don't like in others, so I try to squash down even the slightest hint of thinking that I'm actually a good person. But every once in a while people will tell me that I'm pretty, or I'm smart, or I have pretty blue eyes (can't deny the last part... they are blue...), but I feel that if someone says that I'm good at something or that I'm pretty then it's a hollow lie to make me feel good about myself.

But at the same time I want to be told that I'm pretty, or smart, or just given a compliment. I'm constantly looking for signs that people accept me, that I'm a good person, or that I have some redeeming quality that allows people to be my friends. Now, I'm sorry for you guys who are reading this, and it's not a push towards you guys to reassure me that I have good qualities... it's just a way that I can say my feelings, and not have to see the face of the person I'm telling it to. I can't see what I'll assume to be judgement in their eyes. I'm actually a very insecure person, and it's most likely because I don't let myself believe compliments, or I don't let myself think nice thoughts about me... That's actually a problem that I have when I have to write essays about myself (to colleges and such). I've repressed every notion that I have good qualities that I don't even know them. I have to ask my friends and family what they think my good points are.

I'm sorry if this post seems sad or depressing, I'm just trying to figure out what I feel...
But back to the title.
When I'm feeling down, like this week in particular, sometimes I'll let myself think something good about me. I'll look in the mirror and think "Damn I'm hot" or I'll think about school and think "ya know what? I'm actually pretty smart." But once I'm back up and feeling fine (normally after hanging out with my friends, because when I'm not "fine" I'll just sit in my room or sleep or something. Or read.... reading normally helps) I won't let myself think those things anymore. I'll point out everything that's bad or average about myself. Then I'll get down again. It's a never-ending cycle.

But the school year is almost over. It's almost summer. Next week, Shaa, Ari, and I are going to start a work-out pact (Because of the Seventeen Magazine subscription Shaa and I have now). I'm going to get into shape (not like I'm fat or anything, just unhealthy), eat better, start studying harder (maybe...), and work on my confidence. Summer is a time for me to just let go. Once I graduate, I'm going to make myself bolder. I'm going to do things that I've never done. I'm going to learn how to flirt. I'm going to flaunt myself in a bathingsuit instead of trying to cover my stomach. When I get to college, I am going to make new friends, start new relationships, maybe even get a boyfriend (winkwink). This blog post is my promise. Normally I don't tell anyone that I'm trying to change myself, that way if I fail I don't get embarrassed. But not this time. You can read this, and you can help pick me up when I fall. For that I thank you. <3

Sometimes people just piss me off.

So I was in Economy today, and we're starting this project (RIGHT after we turned in a project) where the class splits into two groups and we try to come up with a product and business and everything, and we're competing with the other group to get a grant from a benefactor. So I look at the paper and I'm thinking "wow, I won't be good at any of this... except maybe the 'promotion' subgroup... cause I can film, take photographs, and edit them... I'll try to get into that group -smile-"
So we discuss the products. Before we even divide into subgroups, I ask our elected "president" if I can be in the promotion subgroup. She says "yeah sure" and I thought she wrote it down (she wrote something down). Then someone was like "Yeah, we have to split into groups". And I thought to myself "Well I don't have to worry about that~" But oh no, I had to worry. Because I heard her say "You three in promotion" and I looked up. Three boys who would no doubt just have fun and mess it up were just put into my group. So I ask "Can I be in promotion group?" And she looks at me and says "It's already full. How about you go into distribution group, instead? It's pretty much the same thing." So I just sit there and think "How the heck is advertising and figuring out how the product gets from A to B the same thing? You said I could be in the group five minutes before we even picked groups." It made me wonder if she was playing favorites or if she forgot. Instead of asking again I should have said "I'm still on promotion group like you said I could be five minutes ago, right?" But no, I tried to calmly explain that the only thing I would be good at would be promotion group because I have a nice camera that can film and photoshop elements and I can make posters and stuff. What did the boys have? Nothing. Just a silly idea that they would film a commercial. So now I'm on a subgroup that I know nothing about and probably won't do well on. I don't even know who's on the group with me. Raver was going to be, but the pres decided that she should be on a different subgroup.

And to make everything better, when I was going home, I thought I would have a quiet ride home with either my brother or Shaa. But I didn't know that my brother still had tennis (so I ditched my stuff in the van) and walked to the spot, and apparently Shaa had already left (I don't blame her or anything, she probably had something to do), so I had to wait for the bus in the wind and cold, then sit on a seat filled with crumbs (luckily I got my own seat though... But it was in the mid-back of the bus) where people were yelling and throwing tortillas. I tried to drown it out, but it was terrible. I wanted to snap at them all and just tell them to all shut the eff up, but that wouldn't do anything. Then I had to wait. And walk home in the wind and cold.

But when I got home there was a seventeen magazine waiting for me :D

Over Him

I'm having a perfectly fine Facebook conversation with the guy I used to like and I realized something... I don't feel anything towards him anymore. It's sad really... The only time I actually have a decent 30-min or something conversation with him, I don't feel anything other than just the pure joy of talking so someone. Oh well. And this doesn't really deserve a blog post so....


LADY GAGA IS AWESOME. I'm listening to the new album on Youtube (I'll probably stay up later than I should), and it's like... omg... yay... I could listen to this forever...

Birthdays, Q-Prom, and Crazy Dreams

So It was Koi's birthday tomorrow, and his sister invited Mariah, Ari, Shaa, Karina (but she came late), Kaden (but she couldn't come), and I for a surprise breakfast. We showed up at around 9am, and waited quietly in the living room. Koi's mom called him out, saying that breakfast was ready, and so he walked out of his room and walked towards the living room. At the last second (before we yelled "Happy Birthday!") he mumbled "Gotta pee" and turned into the bathroom. We all had to keep in our laughter, because he didn't see us yet. But when he got out we all yelled happy birthday and everything, and ate some delicious breakfast. :D

After we ate we didn't know what to do so we chilled in the living room (and ate Ho-hos). We watched some TV but we mostly ended up taking naps. After we all woke up, Koi's mom ordered pizza and we ate a lunch/dinner type thing. Then we went back into the living room and napped more. But after that we played a game of Quelf and then we got ready. Ari did some really awesome paint with a fork and the purple body paint I had. It was tribal and almost henna-ish. But we got ready and headed out.

So we went to Q-prom, which was awesome. I made a mini-cuff (just three rows, but it broke halfway through the night). And so it was at the Children's Museum (so I ran around like a little kid most the time) but we danced and had fun and everything and I'm glad we went. I saw a lot of good friends there. And the Q-prom king and queen was cool. (I didn't know anyone running) The prom Queen was this chick named Charlie and I wanted to ask her where she got her outfit but I never really had the chance to (It was so cute! I was jealous) but I wanted this guy named Nira to win. (I really like that name, btw. "Nira". It's my backup name just in case I have two daughters. Rizelle and Nira).

But afterwards Shaa, Karina, Ari, and I went to Denny's. We were pretty much on crack by that point, and we were giggling and whatnot and we were just loud and crazy.

But yeah! I had this dream, and it was one of those dreams that keeps happening, but not exactly the same, they just parallel. But the parallels are: There are two groups which are mostly made up of assassins, and they try to catch each other (they're reported as "killed after capture" but in all the dreams I had the feeling that they never died), but there are exploding robot dogs that always mistake me as a target and I have to hit them off of a high place so they don't really explode then I fall down a hill of some sort. But in this dream there was Koi's mom who worked in the organization, and she brought us all to work with her, and she brought us to this one place and dropped us off at this desert place. And we had to trek to the building cause she had to do something beforehand. So one of my friends who I had seen at Q-prom was there, Raver, and she was this freaky assassin chick. Nothing like her normal personality. And when we walked up this hill, I got a thorn (which was a special thorn that won't come out of skin for some reason) stuck in my leg and Raver leaned down and said "they stay in for every person you've killed." (but I wasn't an assassin and idk if I had killed anyone.) But it was super-weird. But then we got to the top of the desert-hill and there was the big compound below. And I started crawling all stealthy-like to impress my friends (all in good fun) and this cute robot dog thought I was a trespasser and tried to blow me up, so I hit it into the air and I ended up having to roll down the hill cause of the blast. But then it went into a little in the future where we were inside the compound and Koi's mom was giving us the tour.
We walked into a cell and there was this guy who I had seen at Q-prom (idk his name, but in the dream his name was "Iso" (pronounce ee-soh)) And I had never actually seen a prisoner before, but I felt that it was wrong to kill people for being rivals. Idk it was weird. But then it fast-forwarded to the future and I had two little kids, a boy named Iso and a girl named Nira. (I guess I really liked the name) but I looked at my son and  wondered what happened to the original Iso, and I felt he wasn't dead. So I went and asked the lady in charge and she was like "Oh? Him? He was turned into this color" and pointed to a gold swatch. (I guess when people are killed they turn into colors? It made sense in the dream) And then idk... I think I woke up... Either that or I forgot the rest. OH WAIT. There was one part where they had captured a little girl and they were sewing her a dress and I wondered why they would make them nice clothes if they were just going to kill them. More evidence towards they're all still alive. But it was a really weird dream.

Anywho! I got home at 2 and woke up at 8 and tried to wash the paint off and ended up taking an hour just to scrub it all off. And now I should really be working on a project for school which is due Tuesday but I think I'll get breakfast/lunch first because my stomach started growling. :3

Trucks.

They remind me of puppies.

Poems

I wrote one... and I like it... it's on deviantart if you want to read it... I also think that I'm improving in my photography... I took a really nice picture (in my opinion) today... I'll link :D

Poem: Abyssal Memories Falling
Photos: Lacuna, Faces

It's Monday

And the weather is slightly bipolar. But my mom's gone all week (she's been gone a couple of days already), and I've realized that I'll be a pretty good mom. I don't know. But the other night, my brother was like "Hey, can I go to Nicki's house?" (idk if I spelled her name correctly), and I responded (even though he was asking Dad) with "As long as you're home by 11." He looked at me and said "I was asking Dad, but if he says no then I'm asking you." So my dad says no (like the sarcastic person he is), and my brother says "Okay. Hey Soy, what time are you planning on going to bed?". I knew what he was getting at so I was like "Ohhh I don't know, I'm kinda tired... But I'll probably stay up until you get home so I can yell at you if you're not home by 11." and he was like "DARNIT" and walked out the door, with me saying "No sex, drugs, alcohol, be safe!" and my dad looks at me and says "You'll be good at this". It made me happy, because I've always thought that I would be a terrible mother. But oh well. And I've made dinner the past couple days (not very good, but edible and I appreciate the practice), and I've had the instinct to clean things and wake up early just to take care of things. Is this what happens when you get responsibilities? You suddenly become more responsible???

Confirmation

A friend of mine, Sierra, was being confirmed yesterday, and Shaa and I (neither one of us Catholic) decided we would go to support her. So since Sierra and Koi's church was being renovated they had to go to one kinda far away, so Shaa and I get all spiffy, get in her car, and set off to find the church. We're quiet most the time, a little bit of talk, but mostly quiet. But we get into the town where the church is, and we pass it and I yell out "SANTA ROSA CATHOLIC CHURCH!!!" cause that's what we were looking for and Shaa yells out "1174???" Because that was the address we were given. So we pass it and start freaking out (not really, but we were being super-loud, and we probably looked like freaks actually I'm pretty damn sure we did) And so we go to a Rabobank which was the next pull-out, and turn around the the parking lot, which launched a story from Shaa of her childhood (She lived in that town when she was little) about how she went to a field trip to the bank that was there (was not a Rabobank) and they ate dinosaur cookies. So we made it into the parking lot of the church, and we sat there. Sierra had told us to look nice, so Shaa wore a skirt (she doesn't normally) and I wore a dress (which is normal...) but as we sit in the car kinda spazzing actually really super-spazzing we start looking at what the other women were wearing as they got out of the car. Pants. Pants. Pants. We were laughing and yelling and just freaking out. We hardly knew anyone in there, and neither of us were even Catholic. Luckily we walked in and Koi was sitting with his parents in the back. We sat down in the pew behind them. Koi sat back with us. We were saved.

The service was really nice though, a bit formal for my taste, but it was an experience. I like experiences like those, they let me see things in different ways. And Sierra was confirmed (as well as other people) and there were the basic church-things and all (I don't feel like explaining the entire service so I'll just stop here like the lazy-ass I am)

But after the service, Koi, Shaa, and I went into the other room for cake. (yay cake). But then after that we went to Bob's Big Boy for dinner (it was 8-something or 9-something idk the exact time). But Koi, Sierra, and everyone got there before Shaa and I (because Shaa was being tailgated, so we slowed down and yelled at him/her like the stupid people we are just to piss him/her off. But we get there and Koi and Sierra come to sit with us and they tell us that when they showed up, the restaurant was closing but they re-opened cause they saw them pull in. But we ended up having a lot of fun, and ate food, and Koi and Shaa tried to get me fat by telling me to mix the vanilla and chocolate malt extras (Cause Shaa had asked earlier if I wanted to share a malt and I said sure, and they bring you the glass with it and then some extra in the metal shaker. Shaa pushed the metal shaker over to me and was like "you can have this". So I was like "wow, Shaa, you give me the leftovers??? {jokingly, of course} and then Koi was like "you can have mine too, you can mix it". So I did. And it was good. But it was probably more than a normal malt...)

I probably shouldn't have eaten that much last night, cause this morning when I woke up my chest hurt and I was like "WHAIII????" But I think I'm fine... XD But yeah, Rayden woke me up, begging for breakfast, but I was like "Give me half an hour" (My mom's gone, and she normally feeds them at 4:30-5 in the morning {"them" being the dog and the two cats, but we have two dogs staying over for a bit}) So I get up, and go open the garage a little for him, and he just rubs up against the door like "feed me" so I close the door (he's in the garage now, but there's a dog door he can get through) and get the cat food ready. I open the door, and he's gone. So I whistle for him, which normally works, but he doesn't show up. So oh well, I'll just leave it on the counter for when he comes back, right? He hasn't come back yet, and it's been two hours. Guess he wanted outside. But I fed the dogs, so that's done. XD
And right now I'm the only one up. This what be what it feels like for my mom... I should make breakfast for everyone, but I'm not hungry yet and I don't think anyone's going to wake up yet. I mean, it's only a little after 8... I'll wait a couple hours.


OH YES. I almost forgot. A few days ago, Shaa, Sierra, Koi, and I went to the GALA (gay and lesbian alliance) to get some Q-prom tickets and we were like "They're going to assume things about us that aren't true". But what we were really worried about was Sierra saying something "gay" "homo" and other related words are common in her vocabulary, and they're not always the nicest things. She doesn't really have anything (other than a slight homophobia) against homosexuals but it's the generation where people just say things without thinking, it's a disease. So we're in there, and there's a Q-group meeting going on (so there's quite a few people) and we ask for the tickets, and hand over the money, and during this, Sierra hasn't said anything (thank goodness) but we hear behind us "oh, we get new members every week!" and we're all thinking "OH GOD ASSUMPTIONS!!!!!" So we get outside with our tickets (the guy had given us three hot pink ones and a neon green one) and as soon as our feet hit the sidewalk, Koi grabs for the green one, and I forget who it was aimed at or really why but Sierra said "Wow Shaa, way to be gay" within earshot of Q-group. All our eyes widened and Sierra's face turned bright red.

So after that we were walking around in Farmer's Market and we were thinking of ways to stop Sierra from unconsciously saying things that could be considered offensive. And Shaa remembered that a while ago, she would always do the Justin Bieber beginning of "Baby" and it pissed me off soooo much because then it would get stuck in my head. So every time she did it, I bit her. So whenever Sierra says "the f-word" or "the g-word" or "the h-word" then I'm supposed to bite her or someone's supposed to hit her. I haven't had to bite her yet, but it's the threat that counts.

BUT THAT LEADS TO SOMETHING AT BOB'S BIG BOY. So our group is really judgmental, and we assume things (funny, ain't it?) about people. So there was this obese guy buying pie. And Koi points him out. (But I was eating so I didn't see) and then a while after he left, the judgmental subject came back, and as I was sipping my mixed-malt, John said "there was a fat man buying pie" and I started laughing. And then I thought I'm a terrible person. I really need to stop that. We all do. It's what'll get us in trouble in the future.


ON A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT NOTE, Rayden just came in and he was all purr-y and love-y and then he walked into my room, and I went in so that I grab him and give him his food, and I open the door, and lo and behold! A dead bird. And it's a present. For me. So Rayden rubs against my leg and purrs and I'm like ROAR. So I grab a latex glove and a paper plate to go pick it up, apologize for my cat taking it's life, and toss it in the yard waste. Where there was still a dead mouse from Calli. WHY DO THEY BRING THEM IN MY ROOM??? But the funny thing is that Calli always goes "grrr this is mine" and Rayden goes "I killed this for you :3" But it was a pretty good-sized bird... Rayden doesn't really hunt that much, but I guess he's good at it. (He even caught a dragonfly once when he was littler)


Anywho, that's my EXTREMELY LONG boring and completely not deep like Shaa's blog post!

Immersion

I feel quite relaxed, as if I should just be floating... but I really want to just listen to music. As I said on my facebook status "I want to float in a world of music, pure sound, no distractions..." And speaking of facebook, I think I stopped myself from caring if he's on or not. I don't get the same feeling around him as much. I think I've lost hope and I'm slowly giving up... I don't know, but hey, it might just be that my feelings weren't really real. I don't know. I only have my minimal experiences to go off of. Maybe I'll know later on in life, maybe I'll never know. But it doesn't matter, I'll just have to see how I feel by the end of school to see if I want to go through with a little "backup plan" or "last resort" (nothing bad, I promise) that I've been thinking of.

Prom :D

Dude I had so much fun. We went to Ari's and ate delicious mexican food that Tina made, and then took a ton of pictures (my death heels made me trip in an uneven field during one, then while eating my heel caught on my chair and I fell again) But then we showed up at prom at 9, and I got so many compliments and gave out so many compliments... But when they announced Prom King and Queen I was kinda disappointed. Idk why really, I didn't even get to vote. But yeah, I saw the guy I liked (and he did indeed look spiffy) and his date (and she was so pretty and I ended up complimenting her and giving her a hug, cause she actually is nice). But yeah, RIGHT AFTER SHAA LEFT, THEY PLAYED BORN THIS WAY WHICH SHE REQUESTED TWO OR THREE TIMES. It was funny. But then we went to Ari's to hot tub and I borrowed a suit and it had these high hips and low back and I'm like D: then I realized that I actually looked good in it. But we had a really good time just chilling. XD  We left around 2am and I fell asleep on the ride back home and got home, put pj's on and fell asleep. I woke up at like 9:30 am and I was like "I kinda want to sleep more" but I couldn't.

On another note it's mother's day and I'm going to go to zumba with my mom at 1.

Prom is today~

So the final update will either be when I get home or tomorrow (because I know that you all love when I tell you about little meaningless things such as my feelings.)
But anyways, I'm going to start getting ready in a little, then go find a mother's day present with my brother, who's going to drop me off at a thing for Camp (I don't really have to go except to check in I think, so I can get off soon and come home so Mariah and I can get ready :D)

So... I hope (though I know I will) we all have fun!!!

Hurr

Sorry that I haven't posted in a while.


DUDE SO yeah I was happy today.
After school we ended up going to Kaden's church with Shaa and Steven (her prom date :D) and helped with a Mother's day flower arranging thing. Then Shaa and Steven had some prom stuff to get for masks from Beverly's and then Steven's suit from Men's Warehouse. So Shaa and I are just chilling there while he's trying it on, and guess who strolls in? The guy I like and one of his friends. And I got to see him in his tux. :D

I was sooo happy and Shaa and I talked a ton about stuff (including the guy I like, superpowers, looking spiffy, and different kinds of friends) In short, even though I took a three hour english AP test this morning, it was an amazing day.

(Plus I have French tomorrow so that'll be all "hurr I saw you in a suit and you looked niiiice..." except he would've looked better if he had a vest.)

Deep

Today, Shaa updated her blog Here and I realized that my blog is meaningless. It's so shallow, simply stating random thoughts, events, and just anything that comes to mind that it's worthless. Shaa's blog, which is updated very rarely, but every time there's some meaning to it. Some deep feeling or sophisticated analysis of herself or the things around her. This is my 37th post this month, and there'll be more to come, but most of them don't have any point... They're just words with no depth. It makes me sad when I realize this. I realize that I am not a writer. I can't organize my thoughts in such a way. I can't really organize my thoughts at all, unless I'm having a discussion with someone. If someone wants to discuss some deep philosophy like the universe or the presence of a god, I can. But if I want to actually write something, it branches off into who-knows-what. It's sad, but I accept it. I'm a reader, a talker, never a writer.

(If you want proof, ready my fail on fanfiction.net or deviantart.com)

WTF

so there was a new "traffic source" on my stats page, and i was like "I wonder what this is" so I click it and it's a porn site (couldn't tell from the url, sadly.)
HOW DO YOU GET TO MY BLOG FROM A PORN SITE??????
I clicked it and was like OH GOD and exited REALLY REALLY QUICKLY.
But still, how do you get to my blog from a porn site???
I'm really confused and rather disgusted.

Masquerade

I picked up my dress and it fits like a dream now! So as long as I don't gain or lose a substantial amount of weight, I should be fine by prom. :D
And I started working on my mask, also, and it's starting out nice. Had a little trouble with the glue at first. Stupid lace didn't want to stick but oh well, it worked out eventually. Now I have to put the tulle on and then the sparklies. >w< I'm going to look awesome, if I must say so myself.

Avatar

So I watched it again, and every time I do I wish that Pandora were real, that Na'vi were real, and that I could go there. I love the ideas, the togetherness of the land and people. I know it's basically the ideas of the Native Americans with an alien twist. But the landscape, the animals, the people, the ideas, the togetherness. I don't know... I just love it.... When the humans kill the trees, the animals, the people, it's weird but I can feel the pain and sorrow... It makes me cry. And even at the end when you're supposed to be happy, I'm still sad. Sure, the fight is over, but it won't bring back those who are lost.




On a very unrelated side-note, I love the name Dante. Don't know why.

NONSTOP NYAN CAT

Can you beat my 38525.4 seconds of listening to it non-stop? http://nyan.cat

I'm pathetic

I'm still hung up over the prom thing from my earlier depressing posts. Not that much, I control it, but there's a little twinge every time I see that text. The way my phone is set up, it shows the last text I got from someone in a folder of all the texts from that person. But I don't dare delete the text and I don't know why. And every time he's on facebook, that little twinge happens again when I see the chat icon. Always in that top left corner. Facebook prods me towards it, telling me to click it. Today I did. I saw my last IM. Where I told him that I'd hid a ricola in his backpack. Twinge. I was on formspring and connected with fb, and it added a bunch of friends. I was smiling, going through them, then I don't even really remember what it said exactly, but it was something she said about how he was her date. Twinge. I'm sorry for dumping this on you, and I normally forget it... but it's just that twinge... that damned twinge.

War Novels

To review for my AP English test when I get back from Spring Break, I decided I would re-read and review a stack of books that I've read throughout high school. The first one I read was The Things They Carried by Tim O'Brien, which is about Vietnam. Now I'm reading All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque, which is about WWII. Whenever I pick them up or put them down, I'm surprised as to how light they feel, but how heavy the content actually is... I don't know, I'm weird.

The weirdest thing ever...

I burped (cause I'm a lady) and all of a sudden, in the middle of it, I sneezed. Then the burp continued as if nothing had happened... It was so weird.

Lamp

In the process of posting that last post, I had forgotten that I had left my lamp on near my arm and then I moved my arm back into the bulb. Which was hot. So my arm hurts now. I just feel dumb, and I feel that you internet people deserve to know that I'm an idiot. :D

I forgot...

About the dumb quote things... so here's another one!!!

Me: "I only look good when I try"
Shaa: "You should try more..."

----
That's mostly it, but after that it was...
Me: "That sounds really bad" -laughing-
Shaa: -freaking out- "I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT" D:
Me: "yeah, because I grow on people"
Shaa: "I DIDN'T MEAN THAT EITHERRRRRR"


The "grow on people" thing is from an earlier conversation where something shaa said sounded really mean, but totally wasn't. It was something like people think I'm annoying and weird at first then I grow on them, and they end up liking me.

Shaa does that a lot. She'll say something with innocent and completely non-malicious intent, and it just sounds bitchy. It's fun to hold those things over her head and she'll freak out trying to explain that that wasn't what she meant. (Love you, Shaa, seeing as you're probably going to read this~).

Idk I'm feeling all poetic and random. Feel like I should write it down. You get to see it.

Leaning against the wall
war
death
sadness
friendship
float before my eyes
behind me there is the outside
the deep rumbles of a truck
the bass of a song
This wall that leads to the outside
which I used to lie against
when falling asleep
and dream that it lead elsewhere
a secret world
a secret room
somewhere where I could run and play
But it leads to the outside
No magic
no place of my own
so safe little haven to be myself
just outside...

But outside there is everything!
there is life
and past
and present
and future
everything is everywhere
and everywhere is outside
so still
through this wall
as I float through images
there is still that place for me
that one place outside




yeah. made that up as I went. It started while reading All Quiet on The Western Front, then I heard a truck go by, then I felt poetic, then I remembered how I used to dream when I was little that I had a secret room behind that wall, and at night or when I was sad or angry I could just roll through the wall and be somewhere happy and fun... It would be nice if that were true...

YAY

I got my glasses and my fedora today!!!!
So now Shaa and I can have our Mafioso Mondays.
And all I have to wait for is my prom dress.
Which should come in soon.
I'm excited.



On a side note: I want a two terabyte external hard-drive. :D

Random Tangent

I extremely dislike when I get out of the shower and try to put clothes on, but I hadn't dried off enough so I find it incredibly difficult to actually put on my clothes.

Schedules II

Another morning with a small breakfast, then no lunch, then the dentist, then a small packet of dehydrated apples, then zumba, then a slightly smaller-than-normal dinner. I think I'll try to lose 5-10 lbs. I mean, I'll be healthier and I'll probably feel a lot better about myself. Eh. I don't know. I should start making good habits before I go off to college all alone.

Schedules

Spring break, and just breaks in general, mess up my schedules. A lot. During school I'd eat a small breakfast around 8, a small snack around 10:30, lunch around 12:30, and dinner around 6:30. I would wake up at 6 and go to bed at 10. Do I follow a pattern during break? Absolutely not. Last night I went to bed at 11. The night before I went to bed at 3 (am). Both mornings I woke up in between 8 and 9. Saturday night I chilled with  Kaden, Shaa, Ari, and Karina. After Kaden and Karina left, Ari, Shaa, and I went and bought junk food and ate (and drank about 2/3 of a 2L mountain dew) at around 11:30. Last night Shaa, Kaden, and I went and hung out. We bought candy, and we ate that at around 9:30. Today I ate a clif bar. Then around 6 I realized that that was all I had eaten, and I should go to zumba on an empty stomach, so I ate a bag of Apple Crisps (they're dehydrated XD) and drank a glass of water (only liquid I'd had too). Then I went to zumba. Then I came home and ate dinner. Now I'm staying up until I decide to go to sleep. Tomorrow, I'll probably hang out with my friends and not sleep until 3-4 in the morning, and I'll probably eat a ton of junk too.

Facebook mocks me.

When the guy I like it on facebook, he's always on the top left hand corner of the little chat box whatevers. Always. Without fail. It's like "wow facebook, thanks." It's almost as if it says "Go on, click on it. Talk to him." and I have to remind Facebook why that would be extremely awkward.

I STILL SMELL GOOD

From last night. Kaden and I were trying to find props for the Alice in Wonderland shoot and we found some of my mom's old perfume. I ended up smelling them all, but one of them was the kind that you can't take the top off and you have to squirt it so I sprayed some on my wrist and luckily it smelled good, but I just went to push some hair out of my face and my wrist still smells nice. :3
(Just btw, my mom won't mind because she can't wear it anymore--it gives her a headache, so she won't mind. AND we found one that we MAY be able to use for the shoot, but we're still going to look.)

Odd

I have a hard time telling people how I feel, however, I have no problem writing a blog post about it and posting it for the entire internet to see... I suppose I feel that the internet is somehow not connected to other people because I can't see their faces. I can't see their reaction to what I'm telling them. They don't feel obligated to reply if I say something funny or sad. They just read it. It's done. That's all. I don't know. I just find that funny. ^^"

Waiting

I'm looking forward to getting three things that I've already ordered: My prom dress, my glasses, and my black fedora. I'm trying to be patient, but they're just so awesome that I want them a.s.a.p.
The dress is probably what I'm looking forward to most. It's super cute and I can't wait to get it so I can start making my mask (and possibly getting some long gloves, just to feel extra-fancy).
Next would be my glasses. I'll be able to see long distances!!!!!
Then the fedora: I already got the white one for Shaa but the black one was on backorder (I think it's in the process of getting here? idk) but then we're going to have MAFIOSO MONDAY. And a photoshoot. Cause we're the awesome people who will dress up like Mafia members and go take pictures in some warehouse-type area. I'll probably upload a picture for you guys. XD

Spring Break

It's turning out awesome. Friday night Kaden stayed at my house, then yesterday morning (because right now it's 1:07, so it doesn't feel like yesterday, but it is D: ) we went to plant plants at the local woodsy place with Ari, then we went back to my house (except Ari) and watched movies and chilled. But on our way back we discussed an Alice in Wonderland photoshoot and looked for places and tried to mentally put together outfits and characters to models (a.k.a. friends :D). Then we went and watched Arthur (excellent movie, btw) with Shaa, Karina, and Ari. Then we drove around and went to the rape-y bathrooms. But then after we chilled for a while Kaden had to go home. Then we took Karina to her friend's birthday party, then Ari Shaa and I went and bought ice cream, cheetos, and 2L of Mountain Dew. We drove to the bay and sat eating, drinking, and talking. Then Shaa really wanted salami so we went to Ralphs and bought Salami and Ritz. Then we went to the park and sat in the car in the parking lot eating and talking. And now I'm really jacked up on Mountain Dew and sugar so I don't think I'll be able to sleep. But I have a feeling that this spring break will be the best one yet.

Time to Think

I had way too much of it today. In Calculus we had a sub, so we were supposed to review, but because I hardly had any sleep last night, I couldn't concentrate. I mostly doodled and napped. Then in English we had a little party and ate and watched Dead Poets Society (excellent movie, btw), then in Photo I finished my one little worksheet and then had the rest of class with two girls curious about how the asking went so I had to explain it to them. But I had a realization: Yesterday he was standing in the 200 hall (where my class is) with a friend, looking like he was waiting for someone/something. Then I went to class, not really thinking (I couldn't even make eye contact with him, or else I would have blushed). But the girl he's going with has that class with me. He was probably waiting for her. So he could ask her. IF ONLY I HAD ASKED EARLIER!!! Damn. But oh well. I'm just really stupid and afraid what people will think of me so I hide my emotions until people get pissed at me (like my friends) or I get pissed at myself for being stupid. Which I finally did. But I was too late. And now I'm angry at myself.

Oh yes, another reason that I'm stupid. On Tuesday I was childish and did the "he loves me, he loves me not" thing with a daisy. It went to "he loves me" and it made me happy. Why did I believe a childish flower?

-sigh- How am I supposed to sleep after this?

So as I said in my last post, I hid the note in his backpack, but it was attached to a ricola (cause it's kinda our thing but nvm about that). So I got tired of wondering if he would find it, so I sent him a message on facebook saying that I had hidden a Ricola somewhere in his backpack, cause I was a ninja like that. Then I tried to go to sleep, cause I felt accomplished and brave (derp). But pretty soon I got a text, which confused me, I thought it was an alarm or something (and I was almost asleep, too). But I didn't recognize the number. He said that he found it. And that he already had a date. And that he was sorry. I tried to send a casual text back saying that it was okay, that I would go with my friends. But I knew that this was why I would never be able to ask that sort of thing in person--my face would give me away when I was trying to be strong.


(wow, sorry for the really kinda depressing post and all, but I was lying in bed and I don't think I'll be able to sleep very well tonight and I just had to get this off my chest. I'm sorry, internet, for dumping all my problems on you.)

Fail.

Well, so I was going to ask today, as most of you know. But he wasn't there at lunch. So Koi asked some of his friends. One of them said that he already had a date but she didn't know who. So I kinda didn't want to ask anymore. So I took the note and stuck it in his backpack. I kinda hope he finds it but then again... Oh well. And to make today worse, Calli brought in a mouse this morning, and I saved it from her, but then when I came home it had died. So probable rejection and dead cute fluffy mouse don't equal a good day in my books. Even though when I had to put it outside in the yard waste (my mom made me, I almost cried) I walked back inside and saw a spider on the wall. I thought "At least I can save one little life today." and let it stay there. I'm glad to say that the spider is still there, just a little bit higher on the wall.

And it didn't help at all that I woke up with a crippling cramp in my calf, and had to limp everywhere until I was able to fix it, but even then it was sore all day.

Tomorrow.

I'm going for it.
Wish me luck.

Operation: Wink -- Failed.

So I was thinking about my lack of self-confidence and so I woke up at 5am this morning, took a shower, put on makeup, and got ready and whatnot (Like I said this morning in my last post), and I had a plan. Which I named Operation: Wink. You see, Shaa and I normally pass by the guy I like on our way to science, and when we passed him, I was going to make eye contact and wink at him. The thought was that if I winked, I would be on his mind for at least a little while, wondering why the heck I winked at him. So I'm all pretty today, dress, earrings, necklace, makeup, and tights, right? Well, we don't pass him. In fact, I don't see him until my last class of the day. What a downer, right? Wrong. I actually got a compliment (from a friend who wouldn't lie about that, lol) and so I knew I had achieved the look I was going for. Confidence boost. I had a conversation with him in which we made eye contact for quite a while. Confidence boost, (except when the teacher said that we had to speak in french, which pretty much flat-out kills every conversation in that class).  I'm going to his volleyball game later. BOOST. But on the way home on the bus, I was really happy about today. That was, until some douche-bags in the back of the bus got in trouble, and the bus driver pulled over and reassigned them seats. At first I was just thinking "I want to go home" because I really had to use the restroom. But no, it got worse. One of them had to sit by me. And I picked up my heavy backpack and my lunch box, fit them both on my lap. My backpack was practically squishing my bladder. To make it worse, he slid over as close as he could to me, so that his leg was practically squishing mine. And I'm in a dress here. That is not okay. It totally killed my mood. So much so that I practically stalked home in eight minutes. It normally takes me about twelve minutes. But hey. I've always got that volleyball game later, right? And I wrote a story! Because Shaa and I were talking about it during science, and then I spaced out, and then somehow I had said "I'm too short to do that" and she looked at me and I was like "WHAT DID I SAY???" I remember the thought though. And I wrote a little story for Shaa like I promised. I might upload it during the summer. A nice little thing called "Operation: Last Resort"

Mornings

So this morning I woke up at 5 (stayed in bed until 5:10), took a shower, put on makeup, and did everything else that I do to get ready in the morning, and I was completely ready by 6. I leave the house at 6:45-6:50 every morning. I found out that I have time to be a girl, I just choose not to! Maybe I should try the same tomorrow, but get up normally? Nah. I don't mind not being a girly-girl. But sometimes it's fun to be. :D

Plus, I'M WEARING A DRESS! AND IT'S COLD OUTSIDE! TAKE THAT, WEATHER!

How I hold a plate

So I was eating chicken, and my mom looked over at me in the middle of a conversation and said "You use your boobs to hold  your plate." I looked down and I had my plate resting on my chest, and I was holding it up with my knee while I used my hands to eat. I started laughing, and my dad and brother started making comments. And I don't know where I'm going with this, so I'll just end it with this: The chicken was delicious.

Les Panties!!!

So first to explain the title. We were in French class, playing Pictionary. The word was "mini-jupe" or "mini-skirt" for those who don't know French (it's not that hard to figure out). But the person who was up, she drew a stick figure and drew a little triangle at the bottom. We all thought it was underwear. I yelled out "LES PANTIES" not even knowing if it was a correct French term or not. Now it's a sort of inside joke. BUT ANYWHO, BACK TO THE MAIN REASON FOR WRITING THIS.

I went to Kohl's and my mom said that they had a panties sale. So I went to look. I found four pairs (it was five for however much money) and was looking for another. I came across these panties that were red, had some ruffles, and a big black bow on the front. I didn't care that they only had extra smalls. I bought one anyways. They were just too ridiculous to pass up. I thought "I might be able to fit, I normally wear smalls anyways." I washed them (ALWAYS WASH YO PANTIES) and then tried them on. Turns out, they don't fit. My butt's too big. But hey, if I ever try to lose weight, my goal would probably be to fit into those ridiculous panties. But until then, they shall sit in my drawer and make me smile every time I see them.

I thought I was going to have a new pair of confidence-panties; I thought wrong.

BAHAHAHAHA

http://www.mangafox.com/manga/demashitaa_powerpuff_girls_z/

VOCALOIDS

I'm watching a ton of vocaloid videos on youtube. But now I've gone onto dubs. ^^'''' (mmmm sexy man voices) (that sounds really weird, but yes.)

Romantic Tragedies

Why do I keep insisting on staying up late, and watching movies and reading manga that make me cry? Every time I do this I end up bawling my eyes out for no good reason at all. But tonight was romantic tragedy night, all because I started watching Tuck Everlasting, which I haven't seen in a long time. Then I was going to watch Titanic, but Netflix didn't have it on instant watch, so I went onto mangafox.com, clicked on advanced search, checked romance and tragedy, hit search, and then went through the one-shots that I liked the sound of the summary of (and the art style) and proceeded to cry at the end of every single one.

PROM UDPATE

So I got a dress.
Turns out it's short.
I'll have to upload a picture once it's done being adjusted and I get it back.
I'm going to make a mask after I get it back.
It's going to be pretty.

Baka

It hits me sometimes (a lot, recently) that I'm really an idiot.

Senior Portraits

They finally came in!!!!! and instead of ordering photographs, we paid her for taking the pictures, and we get the files. So we don't have to buy photographs if we don't want to.
My mom texted me that they were in and it made me really happy. And when I got in the car to go to an optometrist appointment, she told me that when she saw them she texted my dad "OMG!" and my dad replied with "omg your daughter is beautiful?" and I laughed. "OMG I'M PRETTY" was my reply to that...
But then I actually looked at the pictures. Normally I don't like pictures of myself, but these were just.... they were gorgeous. I got home and uploaded them to the laptop right away. And right now they're being uploaded to facebook. I already have one up as my profile picture. It amazed me how extremely blue my eyes were. And she didn't edit my eyes at all. (she did some creative editing with some photos, such as making them black and white, faded, or black and white while keeping one thing colored).

If you're not added on facebook, and you want to see one, I can upload a few to here, but only if you comment. ^-^

Prom!!

The prom theme this year is masquerade. Which is awesome. Unfortunately, I want a ball-gown type dress (which are expensive, but most are). I have a bunch of dresses bookmarked and I would like some help getting through them. I narrowed it down to 19. This is where you come in! Please vote for no more than five using the number in front of the link. (the | means one vote the * means someone specifically said it was their favorite)


1) http://www.promdressshop.com/Prom-Dress-Vizcaya-87016.aspx |||*

2) http://www.promdressshop.com/Prom-Dress-Mori-Lee-8728.aspx

3) http://www.promdressshop.com/Prom-Dress-Mori-Lee-8748.aspx |

4) http://www.bellaboutique.com/store/product.php?productid=5201&cat=277&page=2 |

5) http://www.bellaboutique.com/store/product.php?productid=5686&cat=277&page=3 ||

6) http://www.bellaboutique.com/store/product.php?productid=3398&cat=277&page=3

7) http://www.bellaboutique.com/store/product.php?productid=5005&cat=277&page=4 ||||

8) http://www.promgirl.com/shop/dresses/viewitem-PD589090

9) http://www.promgirl.com/shop/dresses/viewitem-PD604342 *||

10) http://www.promgirl.com/shop/dresses/viewitem-PD591157 ||

11) http://www.promgirl.com/shop/dresses/viewitem-PD592771 |

12) http://www.cbslimited.com/alyce-designs-prom-dress-6035.htm |

13) http://www.cbslimited.com/flirt-prom-dress-P1515.htm *|

14) http://www.promgirl.net/clarisse-prom-dress-1343.html |

15) http://www.talkaboutprom.com/red-sweetheart-neck-beaded-ball-gown-tpd147-p-182.html

16) http://www.dressilyme.com/prom-outfits/elegant-prom-dress-with-first-class-fabric-in-fashion-design-pd-9458/ ||

17) http://www.dressilyme.com/prom-outfits/contrast-color-draped-quince-gown-pd-8506/ *

18) http://www.prompartydress.com/quinoa__formal_prom_dress-pX2835.html |

Please comment with your votes~
(updated with new votes when they happen)

THIGHS OF STEEL

So while everyone else will be "walking like they had anal sex" last night (in the wise words of Ari), I'm perfectly fine. It's most likely all the zumba I do. Including the songs where we do squats. My legs don't hurt at all even after dancing for about two and a half hours, most of which was jumping or getting low (and I mean LOW).
Other support that I have thighs of steel:
  *When I was at Koi's house, Shaa and Kaden tried to keep me out of the bathroom (we were being homo/nonhomo. It was like wrestling, but not as technical? idk we were messing around) and I was trying to get in, and I got inbetween the doorway and the wall and kept pushing. I almost overpowered both of them (with the  help of making very awkward noises to make them laugh), but then they tried to run (it failed btw).
  *When I went to get a physical, the doctor was like "you have very strong legs" and I was thinking "what? how? I don't do anything! but then I remembered and thought "herpaderp"

But yes. I have Thighs of Steel. :D

Neon Dance

It was awesome.
Okay... People who don't know me: I am an extremely shy person. And there's this guy I like. And most of the dance I tried to dance with him while being really shy and not really trying to let him notice that I was trying. (I ultimately failed, by the way, but I had a ton of fun with my friends.) But my friends and I all met up before the dance. At around 11:30 AM (the dance started at 8 PM) just to get ready. We all had an amazing time.
But yeah! back to my fail-love-story. I'm an incredibly weak person when it comes down to it. I don't like talking to people when it feels like it'll be awkward; even if a conversation is all I want to have at that point, I won't say anything because it makes it seem like it'll be weird. They guy I like is a grade under me, doesn't really hang out with me, and I only have one class with him (granted it's a small class, but it's that group of friends and me... so I'm the odd one out even though I believe they make an effort to include me...), so when I talk to him on facebook or something, it's mostly about that class, and if we had homework or not. Most of the time I ask if we had homework I know if we do or not. But it feels like I ruin any conversation by asking about that class constantly. But I don't really know what else to talk about without making it awkward... I'm very afraid of awkwardness. It's one of my largest fears (others being death, noises coming from the darkness, zombies, and the unexpected)... I don't know. I'm sorry that this post is all boring and personal but I figure that if people actually do read this then they might be able to comment with some tips........................ (please do... I kinda want to ask him to prom, but that would be weird, because then whose group of friends do we go with? His or mine? what would we talk about?? How am I going to ask??? What if he turns me down???? I don't know, I'm just super introverted when it comes to guys. I mean, I'm a senior in high school and I've never: kissed anyone, danced (slow or normal) with a boy (or anyone outside my friend group, we're normally in a circle :D), or dated anyone. I'm terrible with it. Stupid shyness. And when I finally get the nerve up to talk to someone, I feel like I killed everything. GAHHHHH.)))))))))

Again, sorry for the stupid, insecure, worthless rabble that this post is. :D

ON A SIDE NOTE!!!!! I just had a 44oz soda which was half root beer, a quarter dr. pepper and a quarter coke. IT'S LIKE CRACK. (SUPER HYPER YEAH!)

Senior Ditch Day

So today is really warm. About 75-80 degrees Fahrenheit, and so most people were saying yesterday that today should be senior ditch day, and everyone will go down to the beach. My friends said that we would be ditching today, so I slept in. It's almost 10AM right now, and there's no indication that anyone is either awake or had in fact ditched. (My mom says that it's probably not the "official" ditch day, because the school tries to regulate it, even though it doesn't work most of the time, and if I ditch today, I can't ditch on this other "ditch day." So if nobody actually ditched today, this'll be a really boring [and wasted] ditch day.)

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So, it's 9:30, I'm home. And turns out that I'm not stupid. People were just still asleep. And it was a wonderful ditch day. I ended up going to Shaa's house, and then we went to Koi's house, and Kaden and Sierra were there. And we had a ton of fun (though it just hit me that I didn't know why she was there, because Sierra is a sophomore...) But yeah. We had a ton of fun. And ended up breaking something while I overpowered both Shaa and Kaden while trying to get into the bathroom. Because we were playing. :D

The Supernatural

Now, I understand that some/most people don't believe in the supernatural, but I like to think that anything is possible. Plus, how do you explain really weird things?
Last night, my brother's cat, Calli, calmly jumped up onto the couch, and walked toward my lap. As soon as she touched my leg, she jumped straight up into the air, clawing my knee. She landed on the floor, and ran halfway across the room, in a defense/attack crouch-thing. I go over, turn on the light (it had been off because my dad was checking the color of the tv because he thinks it's broken, and I had the laptop on my lap, and was clearly lit, so she wasn't surprised that I was there) and there was nothing anywhere that would have scared her. Now, cats have really good eyesight, especially at night. If there's one speck of light they can see most of what's in that room. I don't know what she saw, but it scared her enough to make my leg bleed and need four bandaids (sadly, they weren't chinese ones but some from costco, better than the shiny one though; these stayed on all last night and today).
Believe what you will, but I think that this may be evidence of the supernatural. Or that the cat is a complete spazz. Either one works.

Chinese Bandaids

So Joyce gave me a chinese bandaid to put on my heel well over a week ago. I forgot about it. I looked this morning and it was still there. I've taken showers inbetween now and then, changed socks, took shoes off and put them on. I took it off this morning. Then I got a shot at the doctor and got a cool shiny bandaid. It was falling off within 10 minutes. I want to know where Joyce gets her bandaids. I'll make them shiny with a silver sharpie if I must.


Also, a small dose of irony. I felt bad this morning so my mom let me stay home from school. But I had a doctors appointment so she texted me asking if I was well enough to go to the doctor. XD

Stats Page

Okay. So on the stats page it says that someone from Russia looked at my blog. But not just that. But clicked on a link from "yandex.ru" which seems to be a search engine, with the key words "in math instead of being"

HOW DO YOU GET MY BLOG FROM THAT?

Also, there is someone from Germany who viewed my blog. But I don't know how that person found me....

Anyone from other countries, please comment and say why/how you found me. Or if you don't know me at all, comment. I'm really curious about it. (have a nice day)

Magnet

I made some magnet-esque headphones. This is the story. At 9:44 PM last night, I sent a message to Kaden, saying that I wanted to make magnet attachments for my headphones. I worked on them until 1AM, when the glue had to dry. Then I sat against the wall, alone, with the wind and rain howling against the house. And it was scary. so around 1:30 am, I made a fort. And it was AWESOME. Then I fell asleep, but luckily I had an alarm set for 2 am, because that was when my dad said the glue should be dry by. I woke up, and saw that my cat and dog were sleeping right next to each other. But the glue wasn't dry yet. So I went to bed. This morning, I attached them to my headphones, and asked my sister to model for me. She didn't want to though, cause she doesn't like Vocaloids and she thought they looked ridiculous. But I promised that her face wouldn't be in them, so it was fine. She let me and I took my pictures and made them nice. Now people want me to make them. Two that I actually know, and one in Virginia. She wants to send me her headphones so I can make them. I'll be busy this spring break.

Cursing

"Hell this, Damn that, Bastard You"
My mom's trying to argue how my dad swears a lot. My dad's counter-argument was asking who we heard swear first. It was my mom. Who was in the shower during an earthquake. But yeah, it turned out being really funny after my mom stated the above quote.

YUPA FIGHT!!!

So Shaa and I had this conversation over texts and at one point I said "yupadaisies" instead of just "yup" or "yes" and it turned into a YUPA FIGHT. This is what it consists of. S=Shaa E=me
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E-Yupadaisies
S- yupasnapdragons
E-Yupatulips
S- Oh no it's a yupa fight!! Yupa sunflowers!
E- Ah snap! yupachrysanthemums!
S- Yupanarcissus
E- Yupaanemone
S- Yuparose!    Yupapelargonium!!! OWNED!
E- OH NOES! idk what that was! YUPASAKURABLOSSOM
S- Yupageranium!!!
E- Yupalily
S- Yupadesium! yupaleucospermum! yupastweartia!
E- GAH!
S- Yupabuddleia!
E- I lose.


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I hope you enjoyed that.

Super-Amazing Disney Sleepover

I'm tired of having this in my drafts. I haven't gotten around to giving other people nicknames but I don't really care anymore after that Derp story. :3
So this is a LONG overdue post. (and the people's names in all caps are just the ones that I didn't have nicknames for, and I'm too lazy to change them back to normal. XD)
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So Shaa, Kaden, Koi, Yukki, KELSEY, JORDAN, MARIAH, ARI, ZACH, and I had a sleepover (Jordan couldn't sleep over though) at Koi and SiSi's (SiSi is Koi's sister) house, and we watched Disney movies (Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, Princess and the Frog, Mulan, and the Lion King). But the real fun started when MARIAH decided to go to sleep. You see, she talks in her sleep, and it is quite entertaining. The first thing that tipped us off was "Hey Kaden, what kind of hamburger do you want?" Then she asked Shaa. They answered of course, just to go along with it. The next happening was "Shaa, can you go to my house and get me some matching PJ's?" Shaa said that she would in 30 minutes. Two minutes later, she asked again, and Shaa said that it had only been two minutes. Five minutes later, same thing. But the next time she asked Shaa said "Yeah, I got them, they're on the couch." So MARIAH said "Oh, okay." and fell back to sleep. A few minutes later, she asked again so Shaa said "You already put them on" and MARIAH again said "oh yeah. Thanks" and fell back to sleep. We were all smiling by that point. We were also in a large pile, and Kaden said "It's hot. Can I take my pants off?" And in her sleep, MARIAH whipped her hand around and WHACK! Hit Kaden right in the nose, which then started bleeding. So we headed to Koi's bathroom; four girls (ARI, Shaa, Kaden, and I) in this one little bathroom. We closed the door and after a little there was a knock on the door. We all froze and stopped talking: was it MARIAH? We cautiously asked "Who is it?" and there was a small reply back "KELSEY" and we all sighed in relief and opened the door. She turned to Shaa and said "You're wanted." So we went back out and lied back down, and MARIAH grabbed Shaa's hand, and didn't let go. She also grabbed ARI's hand and Kaden's hand throughout the night. To make things more entertaining, Koi decided to jump on top of ARI and Shaa and tickle them. Every time someone would laugh MARIAH would ask why they were laughing. We had to say something like "ARI's on Mountain Dew" (which she was) or something like that. Also, throughout the night, MARIAH would say "I love you" to various people or "You're my best friend" to everyone except me. She would say "ARI, you're my best friend. Shaa, you're my best friend. Kaden, you're my best friend. Soy, .... Hi." At one point told everyone she loved them then said "Eff you Soy, you're loud" and I had been quiet for the past 15 minutes because she had asked me to be quiet, and everyone else was talking when I wasn't. But I thought it was extremely hilarious when I was quiet for a long time until everyone was saying good night and I whispered, whispered, "night" and MARIAH said "SHUT THE EFF UP SOY." Eventually though, nobody was able to sleep until about 5 in the morning (Shaa, ARI, and I ended up going under Koi's bed. I didn't have a blanket or a sweatshirt and I was next to the wall and it was cold and I wish I were in the middle because Shaa had a blanket. But in the morning we got up at 6:30~7-ish because of people's cell phone alarms and such. So we get up and sit around, then we start watching Moulin Rouge, but I had to go to an appointment two hours away. I ended up sleeping in the car for about 45 minutes (but before that I got some food) until my mom woke me up so that I could go into the back of the minivan and change out of my PJ's. I felt especially awesome because I changed into jeans on a twisty mountain road. Pure Win. :3
    Well that concludes the awesome journey of the sleepover (if I missed anything, I'm sorry and comment please!!!)

Quest for Derp Fish/Happy Birthday Ari

I know I don't normally have people's actual names in here, but I'm lazy so I'm just going to copy/paste the card in here. Cause I'm just that lazy. :D
----This is the actual card we gave her (mostly, some things don't copy from a word doc----

                It was going to be the best present ever. They were going on… The Quest for Derp Fish.

                They started off, Black Eyed Peas blasting in the car.

                Towards Petco.

                 Towards koi.

                 Towards the best present ever.

                The rain pattered off the windshield, some clinging desperately to the glass only to be brushed aside by the careless wipers – “Sssssch tsssssch!” they seemed to scream out. The smell of Red Bull lingered in the air, along with the sounds of laughter, as John and Eliane looked at each other with a shrug. They could neither hear what Shalica and her mom were laughing at, nor understand it, but they continued on until they reached their destination—Petco. The car screeched to a stop as Shalica’s mom parked the car in an awkward fashion…they had finally made it to the rendezvous point.

                They walked in, excited about their endeavor. This present was going to be awesome! Distracted by dog treats and funny childhood stories, they walked back to the treat bar. They pointed out the dog cookies, saying that they seemed realistic; John even said they tasted like “normal cookies”. They laughed and moved on. Determination was deep-set in their eyes. Shalica’s mom walked away to find what(everthehellshewasgonnabuywhichcostedtoomuchdamnmoneyanyway) she was going to buy; John, Shalica, and Eliane walk towards the fish. The FISH!! Scanning the fish, the three friends desperately search for the derp koi. No luck. Eliane broke off from the group (ridin’ solo, ridin’ soloooo), and looked for any other fish that was worthy enough to be deemed “derptastic”.

                “Hey guys, come look at this one!” She called to the others with excitement in her voice. This fish was perfect. It had a blank stare and a permanent crooked smile. It was derptastic. Everyone’s heart beat in limitless excitement. It was sixteen dollars—within their price range! Whut whut? They made a pool of their money, one hundred dollars in all.

                “Okay, time to get a tank.” Shalica started to walk off down an aisle. They all followed her down to where the tanks were, and picked one out. It was a ten gallon tank for fifteen dollars. Eliane mentioned that they would need some sort of lid. She figured that they didn’t need much protection for the fish, just a little wire mesh lid would be fine. They grabbed one—ten more dollars. Shalica went to get a cart from outside in the rain. Wheeling it around, she grinned and told John (who was holding the tank) to set it in. The cart was wet, but it didn’t matter; following the tank, they set the lid on top of it.  They strolled happily to a different aisle. It was time for decorations. Eliane grabbed two bags of rainbow gravel for five dollars each. Perfect. Shalica grabbed two plastic plants, one orange and one purple. They didn’t have any price on them, so they put them at an estimated five dollars each just to make sure they had enough. This tank was going to be derpalicious. They walked back over to the fish. There was a Petco worker there. They didn’t ask any questions yet he gave advice anyways—what he said disheartened everyone. They would need a filter and a heater for any fish on the wall. The derp fish was a wall fish. He also mentioned that a new tank would have to be run for at least a week before any fish except feeder fish were put into it.

                A little disgruntled, they went to the aisle with the filters and lamps. A lamp was thirty-five dollars. They found a cheap under-the-rock filter for eight dollars. A bit more somber, they added it all up. Eighty dollars. They were running low on funds—they hadn’t even put in the sixteen dollar fish into that total. It was cutting extremely close. They put the orange and purple plastic plants back on the aisle, much to Shalica’s distaste (“They looked pretty sweet,” she continually thought). They grabbed some cheap derptastic plastic grass. It was only three dollars. Instantly, Eliane remembered an aquarium kit in a different aisle. She asked John to add everything up that was in the kit. It was about sixty-eight dollars. The kit was only about forty-eight dollars. They took out the tank, filter, lamp, and lid, and put them back. Eliane grabbed the aquarium kit and asked John to hold the stuff that was still in the cart. He picked it all up and set it in the child’s seat of the cart. The box couldn’t fit with the pull-out child’s seat down. John derptastically dropped something; Shalica took the items out of the child seat, and finally, Eliane put the box in. John dropped something else. Laughing at his slight misfortune, they all picked everything up and put it around the large box in the center of the cart.

                They carted over to the wall of fish, waiting for one of the Petco fish crew to inquire about their items, and if it was sufficient to the fish’s needs. Anxiously, John, Eliane and Shalica stood around the derp fish’s tank. A man with a Petco shirt labeled “Aquarium Expert” walked up and started fiddling with some things under the tanks. All three teens hesitated, each unwilling to ask the “fishy” stranger for help. Finally, he asked if we had any questions. Eliane uttered the weakest, most pathetic ‘Yes’ John and Shalica had ever heard. To regain her confidence, Eliane asked the question.

                “Is what we have sufficient to have one of these?” Eliane pointed to the derp fish—A South American Cichlid.

                “Well, these things get really big. I’ve seen one about this big.” He held his hands out to a little over a foot “You’d need at least a fifty gallon tank to have one of these things.”

                They were disheartened. They looked at the closest thing to a fifty gallon tank we could find. A fifty-five gallon tank that was two hundred dollars. They didn’t have enough. Eliane looked to her left. There were koi. “You guys are stupid, there are koi right here!”

                “I didn’t see them.”

                “Neither did I.”

                “Well, they get to be big too. Twenty-four inches.”

                “And there’s still the thing about where to keep it and the week that the tank has to run.”

                “Should we just get feeder fish?”

                “Well, they’re just fifteen cents each, and Ari can name more of them.”

                “Yeah. But does she even have enough space for a fish tank?”

                “Oh yeah, and she lives in two different houses.”

                “And she has other pets.”

                “Two dogs and a cat.”

                “Yeah, she has two cats and a dog.”

                “…What?”

                “Alkjejkglegkjngk ahhhhh I meant two dogs and a cat!!”

                “…”

                “Plus…she may forget to take care of it…”

                “Yeahhhh…….”

                “Should we just put everything back and go get some food?”

                “Or playmobile.”

                It was decided. They put everything away. They would go downtown and buy presents. They all learned valuable lessons that day. They were that pets were expensive, shopping was hard, and that they should plan more; but overall that fish were stupid. They went downtown, wandered, bought presents, and eventually made it to Foster Freeze. They had some minor adventures on their way there. One included acid tablets. But that’s unimportant. What matters is that the Quest for Derp Fish had failed, and the best present ever would have to be put off to a later time. They waited for a long time in Foster Freeze for Shalica’s mom. She never showed up. Instead, Jake showed up and dropped everyone off after a long night. Everyone was happy that it was finally over, and even though they did not return victorious, they had fun and learned some valuable things. And Ari, they all hope that you enjoyed this story, all of it true. But most of all, they hope that you have a happy birthday…because fish are effing mofos.
Love,
Shalica, John, and Eliane