Confessions of a Girl Who's Sitting Up Against Her Locker and Doesn't Have the Music Loud Enough to Not Hear You Making Fun of Her

Screw you, girl. For God's sake. Is it hurting you that I'm sitting in the hall? OH, HOW DARE I SIT IN THE HALL THAT YOU HAPPENED TO WALK THROUGH!

Okay, here's the story.


I am sitting against my locker.

I've got a ton of stuff with me because it's opening night and I have an asston of homework.

Cupcakes to sell at concessions, costume bag, APUSH stuff, laptop on lap, laptop bag on the side of me.

Girl and boy walk down hall, see me with said stuff.

I had just turned on the music and it was quiet in my ears, so I could still hear someone talking.

Girl says something inaudible, boy says, very clearly, "Don't say anything, she might be listening."

I look at girl.

Girl looks at wall.

Girl and boy crack up and run away.


Thank you. I hate people. And I hate school.

On My Own, Pretending He's Beside Me

Song: On My Own...from Les Mis, but the one I can't get out of my head is the one from Glee, that Rachel sings for auditions.

I am at play rehearsal until like, 10:30 tonight. Not cool. Actually yes cool. I love what I'm doing, I just don't like sitting here knowing that I only get to be on stage for 10 minutes and I'm here just as long. Grr...

But I friends! Yay! I just wish I had headphones because I'm having severe withdrawal from music. I prettyu much can't stand it anymore.

Kind of getting annoyed...by some certain people... -.-

Blah blah talk talk type type

I really hate that song Tik Tok by kesha. Gawd. It's terrible.

You know what I don't hate? GLEE! CHRIS COLFER! EVERYTHING ABOUT GLEE! WOOOOHOOOOO!

So, I've decided to try out for a guy part in the play. Yes, that's right. If there is any chance of me getting it whatsoever, I'm going to try out for it. The character is General Genghis Kann Schmitz. He has one solo song, and he's funny. And guess what. He's a military school director. Oh yeah. Schmuh that's me. Right there. Hold on, I want some food. Preferably gophernuggets but strawberry shortcake will cut it.

Nom NOm NOM NOMNOM

nom.

Say Goodbye To The World You Thought You Lived In

song: some MIKA song!!!

I just wanted to say, music is the best. It has the power to evoke more emotion in me than pretty much anything else. Many music posts to come, if anyone cares to read. I've gotten many CD's from the library.

And, I just thought I would tell everyone that I am going to church. With Alexis. I hope it's not as weird feeling as I think it is.

PLC tomorrow and spending the night at Bean's!! Can't wait. I love my Beana.

And my Beauy. :)

With Knives and Pens We Made Our Plight?

I seriously need to go to the dermatologist, this is getting ridiculous.

Song: Knives and Pens...Black Veil Brides. Andy Sixx is gorgeouusss.


Alright, so I can't sleep. I just can't. I don't know if it's that I have too much stuff in my brain or what but I can't sleep. I had sort of a horrible day today all because I wasn't paying attention to my phone. I missed a phone call for no other reason than I was sitting on my ass right next to the phone, but didn't know it rang. So instead of eating Boston cream pie with my dad, I sat at home doing absolutely nothing. But I did have an overload of food without the cream pie. It was Carol's birthday and we had a dinner with her. I ate way more than I should have (wow, what else is new). I mean WAY more. Another thing that's getting ridiculous is me with food. I can't stop eating. Is that teenagery or me being a pig? Or both possibly? I don't know what it is, but it's getting to the point where I feel horrible after eating anything. And there's a psycho in the neighbourhood, which makes it so I'm not allowed to walk and jog around, which was a small comfort to me. *sigh* I need a club membership, a driver's license/ driving utensil, unlimited free time, and an appetite suppresser. And a carboard cut out of Gumby. :\

I have to wake up early tomorrow to help with a wedding, and then I'm babysitting my little cousins after that. But I don't think I am able to sleep, and at this point I would only be getting less than four hours.

...

I got this yoga book from the library. "Yoga for Teens". Yeah. I tried some of the poses. I don't think that yoga is for me really. What I found is that I couldn't manage to do the majority of the poses as pictured in the book because, as I realized, I have insanely short limbs. Like seriously, my legs are freaking SHORT short. My arms are really short too. Even though those poses were really quite uncomfortable while I was doing them and I couldn't do them exactly correctly, I have to admit that I did feel kind of good afterwards. Maybe I'll do it again. Probably, cos I need something to get out of this rut that I'm in.

Maybe I'll be able to sleep if I get all the things I have to do out. Worth a try, so here goes.

Tomorrow- Help with the wedding. Babysit all night, sleep at Uncle Jon's.
Sunday- Canoeing (which is good.) Don't forget to set up something with dad.
Monday- ...just mentally going to be a hard day for me. :(

Find a time to mail Brad's CD SOON.

Do my math packet, finish English packet, finish reading The Illustrated Man, do chemistry packet, do the long and involved AP US History thing, start writing that essay, do the civics homework and write that essay, review French like crazy.

Okay. Well that's the main things. I think I feel better. I don't know, I'll have to see.

As for now, I'll leave and try to sleep, for I do not want to fall asleep while watching the chillins.

Gute Nacht, liebling.

Also, I have a request for you, Beauy. I will pay you :)

I Don't Care What The Xylem Part Is, And No, It Most Certainly Will NOT Impress My Friends.

This is the longest lecture I have had so far. It is 24 minutes and 47 seconds long. I am currently 10 minutes and 11 seconds through. And, it's 3:26 in the morning. I need to finish this class by the end of tomorrow. I'm trying to make it so I don't have to kill myself tomorrow...by killing myself right now.

There are just...well, a lot of things, actually, that are so not necessary to learn or have as a requirement. Such as biology. Such as P.E.. Such as so many other things. I know that this is the most common question ever, but I mean come on, WHEN IN THE HELL AM I GOING TO HAVE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS CRAP? It ticks me off. They make you learn it for what? So you can impress your employer with your knowledge of diploid sporophytes and haploid gametophytes of the world? NO. Your boss at the construction company isn't gonna care that you know what a petiole is, nor is your client going to care to hear about parenchyma. I swear to god, there is no reason to learn this stuff. Not to mention, this lady is getting all excited about the wonders of leaf varieties. O_o

Alright, 19 minutes. Going good. PUMP IT UP! *jumps up and down on bed*

So I guess that I am writing this just for Aunt Blair, so thank you to my extremely loyal follower, you get a shout out:

OMG YOU ARE COMING HOME SOOOONNNN! AHHH I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE YOUUUUU!!!!! AHHH.

Okay X) we're all good.

I am really hungry. It's 20 to four though so I don't want to eat anything.

Ohkay, so tell me if this is totally crazy. It is, but I am going to tell you anyways.

I am going to send Christofer Drew Ingle to my birthday. :) I'm going to myspace him and ask him to come. Lol. I'm kinda half not joking. I wonder what would happen.

Here's christoferdrew <3

He's very beautiful, and his voice makes me very happy. :) I'll post a few of my favourite songs so you can hear.

*sighandsmile*

CRANK IT UP

song: Crank It Up...Hadouken!





I'm in summer school right now doing online biology. I am FALLING ASLEEP. OH my god. I still have two and a half hours left to go. Thinking about that makes my eyelids somehow heavier...





This nerdtastic guy Mr. Milton who does the lectures for the biology class is talking about how protists are some of the most fascinating and interesting organisms on Earth. Riiight. I'm pretty sure that the most interesting organisms on Earth are the members of Tokio Hotel.I mean really. "Protists were probably around for some 1.5 billion years." Rully? Who cares? Tokio Hotel won best new artist at the VMAs. It's like, no comparison.





My butt hurts. Usually I am fine sitting on the floor but I can't get comfortable right now.





Hold on, gotta take a break to do some actual work...gosh what a pain... ;)





So yeah, this song. I got it on itunes last night and I am going to make a video of me doing my hair and makeup and put it to this song. :D It's AMAZING.

OHMIGOD MR. MILTON JUST SAID A CHRYSOPHYTE WAS PRETTY. Nerdpants.

I am sorry for ever making fun of Mr. Milton. This lecture has a ladyteacher and she's...just GAWD. I wish you could watch it. It's kind of horrible. D: "They have col-oooh-nial green algaeee..." Shoot me.

Hey, Have You Heard of My Religion?

This movie is kind of stupid and cheesy. Cinderella Story with Selena Gomez and that one stupid guy who was Troy on the High School Musical tour thingy.

Song: The Church of Hot Addiction...Cobra Starship

I have not made a post for a while. I say that like every time though.

I find that I don't have much to say anymore. Like, there is so much crap on my mind constantly, but when I actually try to get it out it's quite difficult I find.

And I really don't see the point of keeping these blogs. I'm not happy with any of the posts I produce anymore. And everybody kinda pffttt on them.

At Central

I'm sittin' at Central right now. Bean's having a meeting with some peeps about tee shirts. Gonna see Clint and Sarah...and some other people. SO yeah, I'm just writing this so it doesn't look like I'm just sitting here looking at them having a meeting like a creeper.


Dooooo doooo doooooooooooo aimless typing is good for youuuuu when you don't have anything to dooooo


Blah blahblahblah blah blah booo...don't look like an idiot...


Random song lyrics time!


OH never mind they're leaving. So yeahh.


I just fell from the mothership!

ok bye ^-^

I Must Be Fine, Cos My Heart's Still Beating

<3 I forgot how freaking much I love the White Stripes.

Song: Fell in Love With a Girl...White Stripes

I see your dirty face, hide behind your collar. Jeebus. Music is like...just I don't even know. But seriously, I CAN'T get enough of it. Like you know how a crack addict is addicted to, well...crack? Yeah. Well crack addicts have crack babies, right? If I ever had a kid, which I will NOT, it would be a music baby.

So I just told Alex that he doesn't have a (I hate this term, but...) pet name. And he told me to call him whatever as long as it wasn't mean. So I was like "You don't want to say that, cos I'll end up calling you Fluffernutter." Yeah. It was kind funneh to the max.

We marched in the parade today. It was pretty intense, man. Like I could feel the individual drops of sweat d r i p p i n g down my back and like, collecting in the gather of class b shirt. It was NAST. But everybody loved us. Until we had to play Amazing Grace for the actual ceremony. It was like uberly out of tune. Like whoa. I felt bad for the people who had to listen. AND I really hate drumline, because they are so much better than us. It makes me mad, while, at the same time, it inspires me. It's like when I listen to drumlines, this electric feeling comes and it's like I just wanna dance my ass off forever and ever. God, what I wouldn't give to play in a drumline. I want my own MADE episode, so I can be made into an awesome drummer.

I think I'm probably going to get in trouble tomorrow for my fingernails. My mom painted them black for me, and that's most definitely not allowed in my neck of the woods. But I only have two and a half more days of school left, so...idk. I am really hoping that I can get away with it.

Well this post is superlong and boring to boot. But I felt I needed to ramble a bit being as my last post was like a month ago or something like that. And it was like two words long. But anyways, I'm gonna go now.

..Bye..

I am in Geometry

Not a song, just my status since I hate Twitter with a passion.

NO SONG...God, I just told you that!!!













Okay so I was at formation today, and my name was called in front of the entire regiment cos my poem is gonna be published.

Epic win. ^-^ JK

And This Solitary Moment Makes Me Want To Come Back Home

My mommy gave me a little tablet and now I can use it with my Manga Studiooooo!!!! Yay!

Your Call...Secondhand Serenade

This song is awesome. I should make a post about it on RI:MI.

I only have about a month and a half left in this swamp land of a state...and I say that in the most loving way possible. I am going to miss my friends. And my wonderful bee eff Jason. But he may be moving to Pennsylvania anyway. :P

But I have to admit that: I'M FREAKING EXCITED. I can't wait to be all involved and crap. I emailed my first and bestest theatre teacher Ms. Marks and asked if she wanted help with next year's productions (talent show and plizzay). She said yeah. I swear Banks has thee best theatre program ever and they're only a middle school. They did Willy Wonka, Jr. as their last play and somebody did a Lunch Lady Land skit for the talent show. Haha..."What did I do to make you all so mad?" find out for yourself...

lunch lady land


I kinda thought that the chop suey was Sarah Silverman for a minute,but I don't think so.

Now I'm listening to Icky Thump...if anyone...cares...

So have you ever been in a situation where you just really have no idea what to do? One where you stand there so dumbstruck and paralyzed with confusion that you're not able to react?Like one involving David Beckham and a woodchuck?

Oh well I have to go downstairs ASAP.

As Soon As Pinecone.

Take My Hand Tonight, Let's Not Think About Tomorrow

I don't understand myself. I was never really into any of this all before, but now it's like whoa.

Take My Hand...Simple Plan


Alright guys, so I posted a couple of AHmazingly awesome playlists, you should check them out. Especially the I Love You <3 one because those songs were hand picked for their perfect lyrics from the sunny vineyards of Cleveland.

I feel like I haven't posted in an uber long time. The last post I made was a picture of one of the many memories I had with Weest in PSH class. Gooood tiiiimes...

Alright so here's the thing...I'm moving back to Michigan. I'm kinda half and half about it. Like I really can't stand Florida but I've made some really amazing friends here. But my family and my BFFLs are in Michigan. And I love SMA in most aspects. But I am going to have so much fun at Central, for reals. It's really quite bittersweet.

Another thing I've been learning about myself lately is that I really love people a lot more than I thought. I never thought I was a people-oriented person, but lately it's just like being around my family and friends is so great. I mean, I know I'm not a people person in the sense that I like working with people, it's just the people in my life are really, really important to me. I genuinely love all of my family and friends with all of my heart. And that's it for today's personal reflection.

I was thinking today, what if Kristen Stewart was replaced with Scooby Doo?

Edward: Say it.
Scooby: R-r-r-raaampiiiire!!! *runs away*

Or how about Jack Sparrow.

Edward: And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...
Jack: I really hope I'm not the lamb in this equation, mate...unless you have rum...

Or...BARNEY!

Edward: I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore.
Barney: Nobody does, little boy, nobody does...





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I can't wait for my manga maker to get here. It's this software that you make your own manga on. It's gonna be so cool. :D

Oh and check out this video that I put on youtube!

Knew That It Was Time To Say Goodbye

That title fit perfectly into the title bar.

Come Alive...Foo Fighters

OH MY GOD, you guys. Oh...my god. I can't believe it but guess what I am doing on July 29th in Ohio. GUESS! Okay, don't guess, I want to tell you. I am going to see No Doubt...AND PARAMORE! Oh emm gee!!! *squeals in delight* I can't wait!

PARAMORE!

I won't get to meet them or anything like Weest did, but I will get to see them for the first time. It's gonna be amazing. I don't know where it is, all I know is that it is in Ohio. It would be cool if it was some awesome venue, like the House of Blues or something. I know you guys are probably like, "what the hell, how is the HOB an awesome venue?" but it just is, okay? Ahhhhh I am so excited. SO excited.

Well that is all I really wanted to say. I just had to share my absolute excitement.

And I got really fast at typing. Except I always type "u" when I mean to type "y".


YAY PARAMORE AND NO DOUBT..AND PARAMORE!!!

Look How Cute He Is...He Has Spiderbites, And He's Totally Fine Isn't He?

This Is All I Need To Feel Alive

As I predicted, the high didn't last.




Song: Johnny Sniper...Enter Shikari


Alan: I'm so sorry I didn't make it to the play. I wanted to see it really really badly, but my mom couldn't get money out of her account cos her pin number was all screwed up due to fraudulent activity on her old credit card. Anyway, I'm sorry I didn't get to see you move your garbage can or meet Racquel (sp?). Believe me, I would have been there if I could have.



Yeah the high from yesterday is definitely faded to the point of almost being totally gone. I'm excited about going to Michigan, but am not excited about the play (which I'm not mad about, just disappointed), the whole position paper that I have to do, and the 111 pages of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance that I have to read and take notes on. Ugh. I don't even want to think about it. Not to mention I'm having a war inside my head about school. SMA is great, I reall and sincerely love it. But the commute sucks, and I don't have two of the most important things: Theatre and French. As much as SMA makess me happy, it's stressful. I love it there so much but is it worth giving up theatre and French? I just don't know. But another enormously important thing is bagpipes. They obviously don't have them at North Port. I have friends both places, but it'd kill me to have to leave my SMA friends.I've grown really close to some of them. And the respect and pride that you get from going to a military school is really nice, even if you have to do without your stylistic and artistic freedom. Ah...my head is throbbing with all of this.





It's times like these that one should turn to retail therapy...





Enter Shikari Tee...$9.98... hottopic.com







Bill Sings Tee...$20.00... hottopic.com


Tripp Skinny Street Pants...$49.00... hottopic.com



Osiris Becky Bones Shoe...$29.99

Converse The Who Hightops...$54.99... journeys.com


Alright well, off to learn the song She's Got Style by nevershoutnever!. Later.

Would You Even Turn To Say, "I Don't Love You Like I Did Yesterday"

I am high and have been high all day. High on life, love, thought, and a Mudslide Mocha.

Song: I Don't Love You...My Chemical Romance

Today has been a great day. I went to Books A Million and got a really great coffee frappe (Mudslide Mocha). That made me happy. I've got like this happiness about everything, and I'm getting butterflies in my stomach every time I think a new thought about whatever. I hope this high lasts awhile. I feel like I am going to be up all night.

One thing I'm not so happy about is that I have a whole position paper due after break. I haven't started it, so I plan to work on it in the evenings at grandma's house :). Yay, grandma and grandpa and everyone else! I've missed you soo!!! Which means I have to bring Shibi with me, except I've no laptop bag. :0 So I hope he makes it to MI okay.

vertical labret

angel bites (just the two on the sides not the middle or nostrils.)

Okay. While some of you are supporting this, most of you are not. I want to get my lip pierced very badly. Either Angelbites or a vertical labret. I have info in support of it and rebuttal to any negative arguments.

People won't hire you: I'm not looking for a job. I won't be for another year or more. I want to focus on school, and going to a school over an hour away from home. When I do start to seek work, it will be long after I will have gotten the piercing so I can take it out for interviews and while I am working.

You can't wear it in school: If I get it right after school gets out, it'll have time to heal to the point where I can take it out all day in school and it won't close up.

It's offensive: Why? I'm not trying to get you to jab something through your lip. I'm not going to get a lip ring inscribed "eff the world".

Any other negative aspects of me getting my lip pierced, leave in the comments and I'll add them to this post. With rebuttal, that is.

I'm not being snarky. I'm trying to get my point across that a lip ring is not a bad thing, because everyone in the fam seems to think it is. I want it because I love how it looks. Not to rebel against anybody or anything or anything like that.

They're ugly: Not to me! I love the way they look, and I'm not going to say you shouldn't wear a shirt you like because it's I think it's ugly.

Your face begins to grow funkily: Not that I've seen. I have never noticed that Nathan's eyebrow was crooked. Ever. And my friend just had spiders but took them out, you can't tell they were even there, even if you're looking for it.

Infection: if you take care of a piercing like you are supposed to, you don't get infections.

Oh and I am going to see the play tomorrow. Yay!! :)

Beana and everyone else.

Sorry for being a *rhymes with witch* in my last post. I was just in a bad (ish) mood. Sorry. I love you all.

I've Seen The Waters, They Make Your Eyes Shine

No song today, that was lyrics from the song on the commercial I was watching.

This is one of the most emotionally blah days I've had in a very long time. I don't feel anything. Lindsey is being ridiculous. The girl is my best friend but sometimes she just gets to be way too much to handle. Uh. I just got mad at her for a half a minute, but then I went back to blah. Maybe it has something to do with my extreme tiredness? I don't know.

So, nobody is as avid in the blogging as they used to be. Someone want to comment on the hair post...about hair? You know, I really only do this for the comments. It doesn't do me any good if you read it but there's nothing to show for it. Not trying to be a b-word, just saying.

Okay sorry, I feel way too mean right now to be blogging. I need to cheer up...

Okay. That helped a little bit. But I still feel blank.

A Friend In Need's a Friend Indeed, My Japanese Is Better

You know what ticks me off greatly? It's the fact that I just got an email about Hot Topic's new HIP-HOP TEES. WHAT IS HAPPENING. I'm NOT joking, I seriously think this is the apocalypse. *deathly serious*

Song: Pure Morning...Placebo

I hate the advertisement on imeem when you're trying to listen to a playlist and this guy with the voice of an extreme pedophile comes on and says, "Wanna get VIP for free? Click on imeem.com slash VIP" Oh. My. God. I just wanna hear my nevershoutnever! and THAT comes on. Chrissakes, people. Chrise. Sake.

Uhm, so yeah, I definitely am running out of things to talk about these days. Oh yeah, how about since nobody told me if I posted about my band dream like I asked everyone to, (thanks loads, guys. JK I love you all.) I'll tell you about my band dream.

Okay, so I was in my rock band, right? It was the basics: a singer, a bassist, guitarist, and drummer. They were on stage jammin', and everybody was pumped and everything like "oh yeah, at this concert for this new band on the scene blah blah". Like halfway through the song, this sythesizer/keyboarder comes on and the audience gets slightly more pumped like "oh you don't see that with every band". Then something like a violin comes on and the crowd gets more pumped ("omg a violin cool") and then, BANG out comes bagpipes. The crowd goes wild, "what the hell?! bagpipes?! oh dang!" Yeah. And then we get famous because of our uniqueness and rockin' out-ness.

Go ahead and laugh. Yeah, bagpipes. I know, it's hilarious. : *not amused*

But yeah. I have this huge position paper due after break. I haven't started it but I am going to do an affirmative paper on Physician Assisted Suicide, or Euthanasia. I strongly believe that if someone has made the decision that they do not want to live with their suffering anymore, they have the right to choose if they want to go through it or escape it. I'm not talking like if some twenty something went and said they lost their job, got a divorce and their life just isn't going how they planned and they just don't want to do it anymore. I'm talking about people who are living with a terminal disease and can't have a life because of it.

Nothing much more. Except this amazing picture of my beloved:

one of my faves of all time. :)

Shot Down By Strangers Whose Glances Can Cripple The Heart And Devour the Soul

Yeppo, just watching Mystery Diagnosis with Lin. Kinda chillin' before our sleepover.

Song: The Bird and the Worm...The Used

I really want a more styled haircut. And color. Like right when I get out of school. Is it possible to get a haircut without making your hair significantly shorter? Let's look at some haircuts, and *switches to annoying tour guide voice* explore some of the many possibilities in the world of hair!!! Woooooooo...haa...yeah. Okay.

HA WAIT: I am watching Spongebob now and Spongebob goes "Wait'll Gary sees!" and Patrick goes, "YEAH! WADLE!" XD Haha wadle...anyway, hair:

1 2

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1) Alright I love this. Like a lot. I'd probably do like Bill colors, black and white. All black with white streaks. It'd be really cool to do that then a chunk of bangs like stop sign red or cobalt blue or electric/bright blue or even neon purple or pink. I want it badly.

2) I'm really not sure this would look good on me, but I like it nonetheless. I'd definitely be doing some major coontails.

3) Not enough style for me, but I needed to put Hayley in here somewhere because her hair always looks amazing. Even though I don't want this one the most, I'm almost sure it would look the best on me out of all of them.

4)I love this one, too. I'd do all over black with some cool color underneath and then a couple streaks of that color in the bangs or all over the top. Ideally, I'd love to do all over indigo with black or white leopard spots on one side. That would be sweet. But I don't think I'd be able to stay with grandma if I did that. :P

Come to think of it, I don't think grandma would be very happy if I did any of that stuff to my hair. Maybe I'll get it done at a salon before I come so it'll already be done. :) Yeah, that sounds good. Then my dad couldn't do anything about it either. Yep. Sounds like a plan.

Hey, Comrades, I just wanted to tell you guys that if you are ever having problems with bullies, meanies, or congressmen, I'll beat 'em with a wet noodle. An organic one, so they won't have any artificial preservatives to soften the blow. Just so you know. "Dreamer offers you her protection."

Alright well I think I'm gonna go to Wal Mart now. Bye.

How Sweet It Is To Be Loved By You

Song: How Sweet It Is...that adorable Kris guy on American Idol.

Alright first post during Idol. Let's "watch" together, shall we?

Matt went first, before I started writing this. He did a song that I absolutely abhor, and I didn't like it.

OKAYYY well that didn't work; I went downstairs to help with tomorrow's lunch and we're already on Meagan or however the heck you spell it. No telling how many I missed! Oh well. Operation Blog While Watching American Idol: TERMINATED.

Alan: I don't know how this whole band thing is going to work. I don't know how to play the drums, just to lay that not-so-small fact out there. Besides that, I don't think I'll ever get a drum set. And my idea was much different from yours, but I'm not going to explain that anymore, cos I know for a fact you'd laugh at/mock me for it. I'd love to be in a band with you and it meant a lot to me that you agreed, but I just don't know how it could work. It makes me sad :(

*sigh* well that just kinda downed my mood. Plus it's ridiculously hot in here. Bye.

This Was Actually Written on March 20

I am on my way to my mom’s school right now. I got up early on my day off to come with her. Aren’t I just the greatest? NO.
I feel like I’m always trying to make everybody else happy all the time. And even more than that, I feel like it’s always on my own shoulders when somebody is angry or depressed. It like hangs over me and drives me crazy. It just sucks because I always feel like somebody is mad at me or I could do something to make someone not be sad, or that I’m not good enough… I don’t know. Random frown thought for the day.
Speaking of “thought for the day”, yesterday was the first day of the new quarter. The day started out in a bit of a pickle. I went to the wrong classroom, because that’s where the wall said to go. So after sitting there for like half the class period, I was informed that instead of being in Captain Paynter’s whatever class it was, I was to be in Major Gillotte’s English 1 Honors. So I went and it was all good cos two of my fellow bagpipers are in there. The other class that changed was my fourth period. From Keyboarding with Major Bell to critical thinking to Major (actually not sure what her rank is but Major sounds good) Donehew for Critical Thinking. Basically it is kind of like a mini-politician class. We discuss and debate various controversial issues such as abortion, religion, the war in Iraq, and Your Mom.
Did you ever realize how horrible you can look from some angles, but others you look like a shmillion bucks? I just looked in my reflection in the window from the side with the light from Shibi on my face and I looked like an emaciated, homely foreigner. But my lips looked pretty hot I guess. So really it’s a game of give and take. You’ve got to give some if you want to take some. But I guess you could just take couldn’t you? But that would make you a little jerk. Unless it was mints or something. Like the ones at Pizza Hut in Kissimmee. They tasted like peppermint and cinnamon all in one. Those little multi-taskers.
I think it’s kind of funny that women who don’t take their husbands last names are called Lucy Stoners. I mean, who wants to marry a Stoner??
Just FYI although there’s more than a small chance you might know this already, Lucy Stoner was a women’s rights activist who chose not to take her husband’s name. She stayed Lucy Stoner and he stayed Bill O’Reilly or whatever the heck his name was.
It’s been about an hour in the car now. We should be close soon. Lindsey has a piece of key lime pie and I’m going to jaque it even though I don’t like Key Lime Pie. And even though I just had a big cookie.
OMG RED ALERT RED A-FREAKING-LERT. DO NOT BUY VITAMIN WATER TRANQUILO. I HAVE NEVER BEEN DISSAPOINTED BY VITAMIN WATER IN MY LIFE BUT THE NEW TAMARIND AND PINEAPPLE FLAVOR IS GROSS. UNLESS YOU LIKE TO DRINK COLOGNE. OR STUFF THAT TASTES LIKE THE SMELL OF YOUR ONE FRIEND.
I seriously hate when people type long passages in all caps. Really.

Dit Dit Dit Dit Doodle-Oodle-Ooo

Why must I always be so inspired by everything?

Song: Turkish Rondo....Mozart

I am currently ripping my entire CD collection onto Shibi. It's my present to him. :) Right now it's Piano Classics, then IDK what. Randomly picking for order, so I'll let you know when this one is done what is next.

Maybe if I had more readers, this would matter more or make more of an impact on the audience: Tonight is the season finale of Secret Life of the American Teenager. THE BABY IS COMING, THE BABY IS COMING! I still can't believe she is keeping it. Blech. Well, I don't want to hear Amy's whining when she isn't getting adequate amounts of sleep and no money left over from working hard at the hot dog place, and basically has to give up the rest of her youth (Ludo now ripping) and WORST OF ALL can't do marching band. I'll be sitting there yelling "I TOLD YOU SO, AMY JERGENS! I TOLD YOUUUUUU!"...and then comes the part in the story when the nice people from the institution come for me because I'm ranting at the TV. :D

I have forty minutes until it is on. Why is forty spelled like that? It's kind of dumb if you ask me.

Oh, if you are wondering about my intro, I do get inspired way too easily. But I never get to really act on it because of lack of funds. I really want to learn piano. I want to be one of those people who knows how to play a bunch of different instruments and knows like four languages. But yeah, I've been wanting drums for a long time, but that's a no-go on the dro lo so (this is where reward for loyalty comes in, you'll get it if you've been reading Random Insanity for a long time. ;) )

Alright well that reminds me, I have Rosetta Stone. I'm going to get a half of an hour of German in before Secret Life. Buh-bye!

P.S. Now it's Foo Fighters.

Taking Chances That Weren't Yours To Take

Wow, I think I am going through the phase of consciousness known as RPM. And that doesn't mean Rotations Per Minute, it means Rapid Posting Movements. Two posts in two days. That's rare.

Song: Fruit Machine...Ting Tings

I just spent three hours putting a bunch of clips of audio and video together with Windows Movie Maker, and the product is on Youtube. If you have an account, please comment on it, it's called BFFL Blog Episode 2. Look it up, watch it, comment it, eat it...you know. I don't know. Blahhhhhhhhhhhh....

Okay so yeah I just wanted to ask you to watch my video that I worked very hard on. Well I can post it on here, right? Do I get views if I embed it on here? Ah I don't know. Please tell me if I don't cos I'll take it off. I WANT VIEWS, DANG IT.

Alright, I'm going to get some lunch.






jk i just like that song, here's the bffl blog.

This Isn't What You Wanted, Was It?

I'm wearing my favorite pants. Well, one of my favorite pairs of pants. They are black dance pants with multicolor zebra on the waist band. :D

Song: All We Know...Paramore

paraMORE, my dearest paraMORE, I have gotten All We Know Is Falling. I love it!! It's great. Almost as great as Riot! at the moment, but that might change because I didn't like the new FOB at all when I got it, but now it's amazing. So it might even surpass, but I don't think so. Anyway, it's an awesome CD. They're definitely my second favorite band.

Which reminds me, Tokio Hotel's new CD is supposed to be coming out sometime soon. I hope they hurry! I can't wait much longer!

Now that I have the CD will you drum for me? Pleeeease?

THAT reminds me, have I posted about my vision of my band? I don't know if I have, so if I haven't, tell me so I can make a post about it. Don't forget!

Okay so another thing is that today we went to the Scottish Festival in Venice. It was cool. There were a bunch of pipe bands and a group of river dancers. There were bunches of booths all around selling all kinds of stuff. I got a shirt that says "iPipe" on it and it has the iPod pic of a bagpiper on it. You know like:

That's the best one ever since it's BILL KAULITZ!!! As if you couldn't tell by his hair. *sigh* I love Bill.

Here's another one.

I hate how when you put pics in your post all the paragraphs get so spaced out. :(

Anyway I got that shirt that says iPipe with a bagpiper silhouette and this nasty candy from the UK called like Sherbet something and I got my bagpipe teacher Roddy a sticker that says "Support Your Local Pipe Band".

Last thing...get ready for this one...your kids will be reading about this in their history text books in the future cos it's THAT EPIC. I GOT TWILIGHT! THE MOVIE! YESSSSS! It has three discs in it and it's just wonderful. It comes with a free download of the movie. I'm def putting it on my mp3. Ahhhhhhhhh. We (Lin and I) are going to watch it tonight after playing Dance Dance Revolution Supermix and eating microwave burritos. w00t!

Yeah, we're gonna have a sleepover in my room, it's gonna be pretty great. Right waggish, if you want my reckoning. Be jealous.

How Can We Fight When I'm Too Busy Loving You?

GOT ME PIPES!*increasingly heavy scottish accent* GAWT ME FEKKIN' PIPES! OI LAHDDIES, GOT ME BLOODY FEKKIN' PIPES! HAGGUS!









Song: She's a Lady...Forever The Sickest Kids









Tomorrow is dress down day and my shirt isn't here. This makes me sad. But we did only order it like, yesterday or the day before. But I am still bummed. Now I don't know what to wear. But I am excited because my friend Brad :::: is going to wear skinnies! Yay! He used to be scene before he came to SMA. Military school kind of does that to you. You lose your style indentity among peers. But whatever, YAY FOR BRAD IN SKINNIES!



Everybody on facebook has been doing those stupid tagged pictures. I tried to do one, but it didn't really work that great so I decided to make my own. I'm going to start it now, but I really want Rose and paraMORE to become active members of facebook. I want to put them in it. :( *pout pout pout*

It's about seven o'clock. We're having pork chops for dinner. MY BLOODY FEKKIN' FAVORITE.

So I WAS reading a book, but the thing is, Addington took it. (friend in bagpipes, sets trends, cool guy). And the other thing is I have no BLOODY FEKKIN' clue why I'm mentioning that. Oh well.

Rose never comments my blogs anymore. :( I did miss her very much when she went on that darned hiatus from the blog world, but she's back now. Or so I BLOODY FEKKIN' thought! Oh nevermind she just commented my last post. That was a BLOODY FEKKIN' fail on my part. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Can you please tell me how I like screamo and Britney Spears' "Circus" simultaneously? Cos I definitely do not know how that can be BLOODY FEKKIN' possible.

Is it just me or do I get more and more boring every post? Let's spice this up a little...hmm...oh! I got it!

You and me both, little sauce packet. You and me both.

She

I Should Know, Yeah I Should Know

I miss Rose's comments. Where is she? I am not going to take the comment review off. And which comic was for me, buddy? BTW I'M NOT YOUR BUDDY, HOMES.


Song: Secret...Missy Higgins

I'm on a mission. It's called Operation: Find a Sweet Piping Shirt. Let's look together, shall we, random viewer? Yes. Let's.

http://t-shirts.cafepress.com/item/baseball-jersey/2568241

http://t-shirts.cafepress.com/item/black-bagpipes-tshirt/39841337

http://t-shirts.cafepress.com/item/bagpipes-rock-on-ringer-t/90160061

http://t-shirts.cafepress.com/item/i-dare-youdark-dark-tshirt/94735073

http://t-shirts.cafepress.com/item/this-is-what-a-bagpiper-looks-dark-tshirt/104771379

http://t-shirts.cafepress.com/item/bagpipe-womens-vneck-dark-tshirt/114245096

Well that was a wee bit o' fun, wunnit?

I think I want the last one. Or the one that says this is what a bagpiper looks like.

We went to Orlando this weekend. We went to Islands of Adventure and Universal Studios. They never get old. I'm pretty sure Aunt Blair had fun too. I'm sad that she left. And I feel like she didn't enjoy her stay here as much as she should have cos she was working the whole time basically. But at least she gets to see Eugene now. :\ Small comforts...

J'ai besoin d'aller a la bibliotheque. Grrr...

Thursday is dress down day at SMA. I love dress down day. I hope I get to wear my new piping shirt that day but probably not. :(

There was this huge sale today at Wal-Mart and I got this Guitar Hero air guitar toy. It's pretty sweet. You strum in front of the belt buckle that it gives you and it plays songs. I got the regular kit and an 80's kit. (The sale at Wal-Mart was half off the clearance price of everything in the store.) I saw this really cute owl pillow thing. It wasn't on sale. :( It was adorable though.

I should be getting my pipes this week. I was thinking I would last week but with FCAT-ing and all that jazz everthing has been postponed. So hopefully this week, which is the last week in the 3rd quarter. Yay.

Well I am mega boring today so I'll be seeing you. Or posting at you. Or whatever else you'd like to call this communication between us.

I just peed a little. HAHA NO I DIDN'T! :D

P.S. To make up for the lack of goodness in this post here is a picture or two.

Straight up ballin'.

Is it me or does this remind you of Jake Rexroat??

oh...this WAS a little vid clip where this scary guy pops out of the garbage and the black guy punches him in the face and the scary guy falls back into the garbage can.

I'm English, Try and Deport Me!

Alright so my keyboarding teacher isn't here AGAIN but I am deff not complaining cos that means I get to use free time to blog for my homies. But not the kind of homies that are dissin' my girl.

Song: Love Me or Hate Me...Lady Sovereign

Yesterday was quite a day.

Yesterday I felt like I was gonna die. I can't remember the last time I felt that sick. What happened was we were on the way to SMA and I was fine, all in uniform and everything. So all of a sudden I just start feeling nauseous like no other. So I stayed home and took like a 3 hour nap. When I got up I didn't feel any better so I made myself ralph. I felt better...for like two seconds. Then we decided to go to the lighthouse on Gasparilla Island. I was miserably sick the whole way there and the whole time we were there. We went in the museum part (really cool) then it was off to frolic happily on the beach. At least that's what Aunt Blair and Lin did. I sat there feeling SICK AS HELL, then I couldn't take it anymore and I had to go to the car. Well, I ended up RUNNING to the car and puking all over myself. SO GROSS. After that I felt really a lot better, so we went and got some aqueous beverages at this random place that was on the beach. That was really fun. We took lots of pics and wrote a parody of "Jesus Take The Wheel" having to do with Eugene taking over steering the sailboat for Aunt Blair so she could sleep. Yeah, and so I felt better until I got home. I tried to play Xbox but I couldn't so I fell asleep in Lin's bed for a long time. When I woke up I was on fire and had missed dinner. Then I watched American Idol (WOOP WOOP ANOOP THE POOP!! lol) and helped Aunt Blair put up my sweeto mural until after 11. At 1:45 I was woken up to find out that Aunt Blair had been locked in the bathroom for 2 hours. (That's a whole 'nother story, perhaps she will blog it. ) Then I went back to sleep, woke up, went to school, didn't get my bagpipes :( , and now am blogging about my hectic yesterday.

That's possibly one of the longest paragraphs on Random Insanity. Go me. Well, it's 1:26 so I only have about 4 more minutes before announcements then dismissal.

YEEEUHHH BOOIIII.

This is me trying to burn four minutes.

Chick chick chiickkeennn!

Eugene take the wheel, take it from my hands, so I can get a nap sometime...

Daniel Bedingfield, the one hit wonder brother of Natasha.

WOOT okay buh bye!

I Wonder How Bad That Tastes

I've decided that I really like the idea of song lyrics for titles. But I won't use exclusively use Tokio Hotel, like some people exclusively use Paramore.

Song: Gives You Hell...All American Rejects

First thing's first: The reason I posted so soon after my lst post is because I went to read my gmail this morning, and my wonderful Bean sent me a great website that I thought fit remarkably well into this whole theme of all things random and insane. Please enjoy this selection of discontinued cereals.

http://www.gunaxin.com/a-tribute-to-discontinued-cereals/11570

I wish they still had cherry cola nerds.

Uhm, so yeah. I'm really excited. Would you like to know why? (I don't know why I ask you these things, of course you want to know ^.^) My bffl of an aunt is coming, oh I don't know, TOMORROW??? YEAH, TOMORROW! WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! I am so excited. I haven't seen her in FORever. FOR-EV-UHR. ---fooorreevvveerrr...gotta love those Sandlot references, they kill me, Smalls, they really kill me.

Are you boxing clever?

I named my laptop Shibi. This name is derived from the Latin TOSHIBA and the Greek chibi. Just kidding. Toshiba is the brand of my computer so I kinda took the second half of that and fused it with the "chibi" form of manga/anime drawing.

I'd really love to thank waytoobored for introducing me to FTSK, or Forever the Sickest Kids. They are super hot. I heard the song "She's a Lady" on her blog and it was pretty great. Now I want the CD. I want SO MANY CDs. I went to Wal-Mart yesterday as I do every Friday to grocery shop, and my mom hit a traffic jam so I had to wait. I looked at clothes: crap. I looked at art stuff: cool. I looked at CDs: wow. I wanted, like, every one I picked up. ALSO, while I was looking at CDs, I heard this guy talking on his cell phone...in GERMAN! So, what else could I do? Of course, the only logical thing to do when you hear someone speaking German in an unremarkable chain store: record him on your cell phone. I turned on my voice recorder on my cell phone and held it up to him while he talked. It went well until him and his wife walked away like they were creeped out or something...HOW RUDE! It's alright though. They're German, so they're cool. True story. I'll send you the voice clip if you want.

Alright well I think I'll go and clean now so Beau isn't disgusted by my lack of neatness in my bed and bath. Buh Bye!

But Now I Feel Like I Don't Know You.

Hey everybody. This post is dedicated to my dear friend Alan (I DO KNOW YOUR MIDDLE NAME BUT WILL NOT LET EVERYBODY ELSE KNOW IT COS I KNOW YOU'D BE MAD) West.

Song: Afterlife...AV7X (Avenged Sevenfold)

I've been promising Alan a post for just him for a while now. A pretty long while. Like, months. So here it is. When he (and you) least expected it.

Lemme tell you a little bit about my NPHS buddy Alan, a.k.a Adam West a.k.a. Weest. Maybe I'll satrt from the beginning. The very beginning...

Brain Eating Jerk to Beloved Bud: The Adam West Story

So, it was my third or second week of wandering the then-terrifying halls of North Port High School with no friends and no clue how to do this "high school" gig. While I was in theater, there was this kid that I'd noticed a couple times before. (One of those times was on the first day of school, I noticed him because of his Family Guy zombie brain eating tee.) I was like that kid's pretty cute but I don't know about him...he seems like a jerk. Then my thoughts were confirmed. He fell down the aisle in the theatre and dropped an f-bomb on the teacher. Oh yeah, definitely a jerk.

Then, a couple of weeks later, I realized that "The Jerk" -as I had labeled him in my head- was in my science class. He came and sat by me for some reason and I was kinda weirded out at first, but after we started talking a little bit, I thought he was cool. There was something I liked about this kid, who was no longer listed as "Jerk" in my book. A couple days later he came to Physical Science Honors with a bright-paper-covered shoebox (which would later become known as "gay Ms. Little"'s homework, that most of the time isn't done.) I looked inside and saw that there were pictures of some pretty awesome stuff, such as Paramore and Twilight. Like I said AWESOME. A guy who liked Paramore and Twilight. We were going to be friends.

After more talking and a chat room on a piece of paper in my science notebook talking about how Paramore was coming back from Mexico and cream cheese jalapeno taquitos from 7-11, we had become friends. We had some great times in science and theatre. Then came the day of the beginning of our new Physics Olympics. Alan had by then decided to steal me away from my FIRST PLACE science group, the Box War Frikkin Junkies, as he called them. He'd also decide that I'd have no say in the matter. ParaHotel was formed. That in itself was a chapter in our friendship-memories made, inside jokes formed, etc.

During our time being friends, I learned much about the very interesting "Weest". Like his almost-to-my-level-insane obession with Hayley Williams and Paramore. And that he works at the Boys and Girls club on Biscayne. There he does karate and from what I understand, he's pretty sweeto at it. Also that he unfortunatley got the red ring of death, probably from his NOT APPROVED BY MICROSOFT bag. One of the last things I learned was that he has a puppy who is a jerk. I was surprised to find this out.

In conclusion, I am a fail. I only ever had 6.5 quest points. Nobody gets that, and that's all good.

Well, that was my very long post about my very-missed friend, Alan. This is supposed to be my personal reflection about him. So here goes: Yeah, he swears a LOT, but that's okay, cos he's Alan. He's independent and does his own thing, and people love him for it. Even my friend Nica liked him, or so I'm told. I never want to lose contact with him, but if I do, I could never forget him, because he was one of the few good things that kept me sane in NPHS. I can't thank you enough for being a friend, Weest. Thanks. :)

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That title says "try to type ur title with ur elbows quickly", but it was typed with my elbows quickly, so that's probably why you can't read it. :)

Song: Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers...nuff said.

I got the new Missy Higgins CD. It's alright. I mainly got it because I like "Where I Stood". It's a good song. The only other song that I really like so far off it is "100 Round the Bends."

I also just read this book called Why I Let My Hair Grow Out. It's about a girl who gets shipped off to Ireland to do a bike tour, but she goes back in time as her other self and has to save her village from these enchantments that have been placed on them. It involves a super-slut warrior queen named Maeve and a hunky tour guide who says "fek" a lot. It's a pretty durn good book.

So, Monday is my birthday. Happy 37th to me! I mean 15th. Close enough. :P And yeah, I'm pretty pumped cos my mommy is making me a German cake! (Black Forest Cake: Dark Chocolate and Cherries! Yummm!)

I'm sorry what? What did you say? Oh, get a picture off photobucket from one of the home page albums and put it on your post? No thanks. Maybe next time. My computer is extremely slow, so I'd pretty much be here for the next hour just to find a picture.

OH EMM GEE did you hear? I dated a Jonas brother, it's SO HAWWTT!

Yeah, so there was something I wanted to attach to my birthday fact... OH YEAH! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! I only have JROTC one day next week. All the rest of the days are pipes! W00t w00t BAGPIPES!

Speaking of JROTC, which I did have today, I did my other half of cadet challenge. The first part was mile run/walk, which I did in 9.47, not bad for a first time. The second, today, was push-ups and curl-ups. I could only do 16 curls in one minute. :\ But I did 21 push-ups. I don't think that's too horrible for a first time either...okay yeah, it's pretty bad.

I think I might buy the Framing Hanley CD tomorrow, being as it is 10 dollars at Target. I hate Lollipop but their other songs are good. Aunt Blair got me into them. AND GUESS WHAT!!

SHE'S COMING IN 8 DAYSSS! YEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, well I am really tired. Talk at yous laters. Yeahs.

Jewish People are Cool

If you want to destroy my sweater (whoa whoa whoa), pull this thread as I walk away (as I walk away!) Watch me unravel, I'll soon be naked. Lyin' on the floor, lyin' on the floor! I've come undone.

Song: Undone...Weezer

Hello, faithful canines. I mean dry goods. How are you all today? I'm quite good, even though I got texted at seven o'clock this morning. But that's not really relevant to your daily lives.

He's going for distance. He's going for speed. She's all alone, all alone in her time of need. Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course...

Wow that's two random song lyrics in one post! You lucky ducks.

Lindsey is getting ready to take a shower and blasting Rihanna. I do not like Rihanna. >:(

So today the plan is...MALL! Going to see Coraline w00t w00t! Coraline is my favorite book, and now I get to see it in 3-D. Yay! You wanna know something funny? While other little 4th grade girls were reading books like the books in the Animal Ark series (Puppy Palace, Kitty Haven, Overly Sweet Little Cute Little Furball, ya know, stuff like that) I was reading Coraline. On the playground they're all like, "Guess what? There's a puppy in my book and he just got rescued by a girl who has no friends and the puppy and the girl are best friends! They love each other so much! Wanna play Barbies?!" And here's me in the darkest corner of the school yard, sitting where nobody can see me in a black hoodie pulled over my eyes, "In my book, this lady tried to convince this girl that she was her mom so she could sew buttons into her eye sockets." :D

Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little...the hoodie might have been navy blue.

I'm listening to Norma Jean right now, it's pretty good. I like it. The song is Amnesty Please. It's MUCH better than Rihanna, I can tell you that right thurr.

I had an interesting conversation with Lindsey this morning. It was about how sometimes your dreams exaggerate the stuff that's really bothering you. I guess her library fines are bothering her, cos in her dream she owed like 658 dollars. I could relate; my dream was that everything was infested with bugs. (We have these tiny little pantry bugs in our kitchen that we're trying to get taken care of.) But the worst one I ever had like that was that I got on a scale and it read 301 lbs. That was really bad.

This guy made a suit of armor out of pop tabs.

This penguin is supposed to dance.

This guy likes Vicadin.

This dachshund is in a hot dog bun.

This bassist is not a pig.

This guy is in the same band as said not-pig.

"Life is like Chinese takeout; you never know how much is really cat."- Ghandi said that, right?

Alright so, uh, I have one follower on my writing blog. And that's my doing. I put it into Lindsy's follower list for her. So yeah, you should definitely, ya know, like, follow it. :) Also I have a music blog for all you fans of...music.

Song: Pork and Beans...Weezer


I've been working out at the gym to fit my underwear. Yeah.

Another plan thwarted by the man...tried to go to the LIBRARY, but oh, no. Some stupid presidents had to be honored or some crap like that, so the LIBRARY wasn't open. Presidents...like, what did they ever do for us?

This morning, I looked on the back of my absolutely delicious Ritter Sport chocolate bar, and I saw something that I thought was impossible. I didn't think Ritter Sport chocolate could get any better, but guess what? It's German. GERMAN! Hah! I love this chocolate.


IT'S GERMAN! AHAH!


So I was reading a friend's blog and it was talking about how the future is uncertain. And you know what? It really is. I still have no clue what I want to do for a living. None. I mean, I know what I want to do. But you can't just walk into the world and say, "Alright, I'm gonna be in your movie, big producer man. Oh, and while your at it, shoot me a music video for my uber famous rock band." That'd be great, but unfortunately it doesn't work like that. Everyone has a dream that pretty much can't happen right? Something that you want more than anything, but it's kind of impossible. Mine is to be famous. Think what you want to think about me, but that's mine. What's yours?

Days dawnin'. Skin's crawlin'. Pure mornin'.




I discovered the coolest thing a while ago. You remember that animated movie that came out a bit ago called Arthur and the Invisibles? Yeah, well Germany had one, too. And guess who did the voices for the main characters? Bill and Nena! You're probably like "Like I care." But here's a video if you're even remotely interested. Please don't leave mean comments about Bill, like a lot of people like to do, because it really kinda ticks me off.




That was the actual news report. The one below is an actual clip from the movie. It's obviously in German, so I found one with Chinese subs so you could understand it. ^.^ It's ten minutes long but you only have to watch like the first 2 and a half minutes of it to hear both of them talk a lot.




Alright well I am gonna go and eat some rice now. Bye.

his red desk lid is a joke

First I would like to start by saying that I apologize for the Anniversary post. It was originally far more packed with trivial yet entertaining stuff for you guys, but then about half of it got wiped out because my computer died. So, sorry that there was a minimal amount of everything that I said there was going to be.


song:just dance...lady gaga


i am typing on home row. this is the first ever random insanity post typed on home row. it's going much slower and it doesn't look any better to you, the reader, does it? no. didn't think so. so why the hell am i taking a whole entire class about computer keyboarding?!?!

Why have there been no capitals yet? Jeez. Some kind of writer I am...

So you know what sucks about Random Insanity? There's no real topic in any post. I mean, it's basically an online diary of sorts where you people gather 'round and pretend to like what I say. "Oh Dreamer, you're so funny!", "Oh, I just love reading your blog" BULL. So I need your participation on this.

Please answer my poll so I know how to improve my blog.

After all, I only do it for you ungrateful TWITS. (sorry for the use of the previous word...I had no clue that it meant...well, what it meant :P ) *really high pitched and borderline scary laughter* Just kidding. I love you stupid, filthy animals.

Well...I guess I shouldn't post another post until I post post post. What?

No, what I mean is, post post post post post post post post...

NO FOR REAL: I won't do another entry until there are some answers on my poll, just cos it has to do with the future of Random Insanity and how I as the author should proceed...post post post post post!

But hey...what do you call a trunk full of bison? What, give up? You call it-well, the popsicle stick calls it-a buffa-load. Haha get it? Neither do I. I mean, I do, it's just not funny, really. I think the answer "Planet of the Apes" would have been loads more appropriate.

Oh, just one quick thing before I go; I am thrilled. You wanna know why? [you: not really, you @#*&%@!] Okay! I got the collector's edition Fruits Basket books today. Here's pictures:

book 1: volumes 1 & 2 book#2:volumes 3 & 4 book #3: volumes 5 & 6

Packed Full Anniversary Party Post, YEAH

HA!

Song: It's about to be Nach dir Kommt Nichts...Tokio Hotel

Do you have any idea what this post is? Huh, huh? DO YA? DOOOO YAAA?! BUM BA DA DUUUMMMM, tshhhh! It's Random Insanity's fiftieth post! And to celebrate, I'm generously giving you all a look at a horribly ugly virtual anniversary balloon! Yaaaay!

In honor of our fifty posts together, I'm going to pack this post full of fun stuff like links, pictures videos, and tons of beyond-stupid jokes that only appeal to those with the most "intelectually challenged" senses of humor. Enjoi it like a skate brand. WHAT!

Bean sent me this funny blog, it's called Cake Wrecks. You should really check it out if you're bored. This person who writes it has got to be one of the wittiest bloggers on blogspot. I'm THEE wittiest, of course. Heh. Here's the address: http://www.cakewrecks.blogspot.com/ These cakes are professional, too. Some people, man...

And now I present you with "Pierre ze French Emo Stickman"