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Aaaaaaaand, how's studying going? Don't ask. Just . . . DON'T ASK. Terrific. It sounds like someone's firing a gun outside. That's just . . . lovely.
And I *can't* draw TokyoFish because I've lost all drawing ability. >_< The neighbors are getting loudly drunk. >_< The neighbors live next door literally three-four feet outside my window. >_< The neighbors' friends are also getting loudly drunk.
I can feel a headache coming on . . .
Doo-doo-doo . . . I leave dorky messages on answering machines. >_< *sigh* And the computer crashes, and the mouse is burning out, and hmmmm, yeah, the uclink e-mail addy (for those who know it) is on crack . . . or at least the pop3 server. So, while I can still get mail, I hafta check it at bearmail . . . Grrrrr . . . Direct all e-mails to the hotmail addy, PLEASE!
And I wanna talk to Ninx-chama!!!! ;_;
Nopes, 'twas not mistaken. ^_____^ I'm not delusional, am I? I swear that *someone* I've wanted to talk to for a very long time now just tried to call me . . . and we were cruelly cut off my a very harassed-sounding phone. Either that or I'm mistaking Berkeley student group solicitors for people I actually want to talk to!
Sooooo, ummmmm, yeah. Maybe I ought to have *your* number, chica, since I gots me a cell phone now? ^_^; Oh, yes, this is a gem of a site. ^_^ Only in Berkeley, people.
And on that note, I am also currently hiding from the Berkeley Blogs website . . . Because if people who knew me were to read this blog . . . Whoo-boy would *that* open up a kettle of worms! (Well, people who know me and whom I don't *want* to read this, anyways.) GACK! Just got off the phone with Tech Support. I was on the phone with them continuously for an hour and a half and about a half an hour before that. >_< And what did that accomplish? Oh, NOTHING. >_< GEEZ! What should have taken half an hour turned into a two hour long ordeal with NO RESULTS! Lovely. Okay, look, I REALLY *DID* send in that damned postcard SIX MONTHS AGO, thanks!! Why do I have to put up with this shit now????!!!!! GRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I just want a new mouse . . . because right now I'm suffering from: When Computer Mice Go BAD!!! Anywayz, in other news I fudged about 80% of my final this morning, and belatedly realized after handing it in that maybe I should've written it in pen? ^^; Give me a break, it was 8 in the morning . . . and it never said anywhere that I *couldn't* use pencil . . . I just hope it's legible. O_o; (Or maybe it would be better if they couldn't decipher exactly what I wrote on that essay. --;) A DivX 4 codec for Mac finally came out! I'm so happy! Unfortunately it seems to be crashing my comp (that or my mouse . . .) but I'm still happy! LOL. Well, about that, anyways. Oh, and Nelvana MUST DIE now. Not only did they hack and slash CCS to DEATH so that it became recap city (really, there's no need to recap the previous episode, and the one before that, and the one before that, and the SAME episode in EVERY episode, thanks) AND cut out the whole relationship between Li-kun and Sakura, the way they ended it was just . . . Stupid doesn't begin to describe it. Inane, lame, ridiculous, moronic??? (Nope, still doesn't come close.) They tacked the news of Li's departure on to the last two minutes of the last episode, ended with Sakura teary-eyed and the Hope card appearing (with HOPE digitally added to it O_o;), and her saying, "Maybe there is still hope." Ummmmm . . . yeah. Plus, you know, all the inappropriate blushing in ALL the episodes when Li's talking about the danger and Clow Cards is just . . . weird.
Suppi: Ze boy haz ze ztrange condition known as blushitis. When being belligerent ze boy must blush. And zenes from ze other epizodez must be hacked and slashed into different epizodez zo he blushes more. -_-;;;; Ah yes, and I'm not going to do the crab manga online right now, namely because I still can't draw guys and there are far too many men in the cast. Soooooo, I'm drawing something different . . . and it's called TokyoFish! LOL XD XD XD Because I need to use that blasted name for something. Plot currently in progress and the only men so far are a mechanical fish and a dead brother. XD Yesh, but I will be drawing in my, erm, alternate style. At least for parts of it. And I still have to name the characters. *Sigh* So, yeah.
I wanna take a nap. But I have four chapters of History I was *supposed* to read today! But I wanna take a nap . . . Oh, btw, my quote of the day (because I'm weird): "Yes, sir, you are a pigeon."
(Said to various unsuspecting pigeons in Sproul Plaza. XD) Ohhhhhhhh . . . Poor Onee-chan. Good luck! I hope that damnable applet works and you do all right on finals! *knocks on wood* ;_; I guess everybody's pretty much in the same boat. *SIGH* (I should be panicking and stressing right now - but I think I'm too numb and over-tired at the moment. O_o;) In other news, I order everyone to read "Strings of Fate!" Now! Now! Nownownow!!!! XD XD XD XD XD (Especially YOU, Gina, so we can cackle madly together and you can practice your Mandarin. LOL. Yesh, and that was also Meg-san's fault, I do believe. XD Heh. And if you look at my sidebar you can see what I've been up to . . . Studying? Hah! >_< Anyways, went to Stats Office Hours this morning and there's another History review today that I'm going to . . . and hopefully I won't pass out in this one. >_< Errrrrghhh, but my Anthro final is *tomorrow*. ;_; I am *sooooo* not ready. And my internet was down all night and into this morning. Grrrrrrrrr!!!!!!! Is this what I pay you for??? Huh????? Geez . . . Mmm, and Merritt, I'm done burning all your cds, so I'm just gonna burn music ones for you now, okay? Oh, and Gina-P, you're welcome! ^_^ I still have to go to your place and see it . . . When do you want me to come by and drop your cds off? I guess I could go Wednesday after my last final . . . ^^;
Yuck. Nap, then studying? Yeah. Took my Psych final. Went to a History Review session and just as it was starting had a dizzy spell and fell like passing out. >_< Wonderful. Didn't hear two words of the review because I kept phasing in and out of consciousness. >_< Thus, came home and napped. >_< Gidge-neechan you have to STOP taking these tests! Because that makes *me* take them . . . O_o;;;; Where do you even FIND them, anyway?! (Like, the frog one, for instance?)
 Argentinian Horned frogs seem to have been designed for the sole purpose of eating as much as possible. They appear to consist of two main parts: a mouth and a stomach. This is probably where they got the nickname "PacMan". Their needs are fairly simple, a warm habitat in a simple plastic box or aquarium with some shallow water and a few rocks so that they can laze around all day suits them just fine. They don't mix well with other frogs, even in their own species, as they are just as likely to eat them.
# 1 Shirou Kamui and my old ones:
# 1 Kasumi Karen You *do* realize what this means, don't you? I've just suceeded in becoming more angsty and confused. >_< Gee, thanks. As for my CLAMP guy character matches, well, BLEH. >P I ALWAYS get Ferio for #1. I don't understand. >_< And BOTH Sorata and Syaoran dropped around a trillion places on the list, so OBVIOUSLY I ought to take it again . . . when I'm feeling better. :P Oh, and I've discovered the wonder of Strings of Fate. Jen, I will be your love slave! (Errrrr . . . or, maybe just a minion?)
Oh. Anybody in Berkeley, if you know of anybody moving out at the end of this year or any living places opening up, let me know, okay?
I'm looking for a one-person place. So I can bask in my hermitude. ALONE. I am SOOOOOOOOOO BEYOND PISSED RIGHT NOW, IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!! *flashback 11:48* Me: < Uh-oh! I have to wash this plate and cup from dinner and take a shower because I wanted to be in bed by 12! I have a final tomorrow at 8! I still need to review this . . . SHIT! > *dashes into kitchen*
Apaatomate A: Why are you running? GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What the FUCK is your problem?! All right fine. The way I walk gets on your nerves. Fine. Well, the way you laugh gets on *MY* nerves. A - you laugh like a hyena on crack. B - you laugh like Fran Drescher. A & B - neither one of you ever replaces the toilet paper. You skip your chore days. You only do the dishes if there's NO SILVERWARE left even if the frickin' sink is overflowing! You leave crap on the stove, on the floor, hair in the drain, hair in the sink, expect ME to take out YOUR trash, leave leftovers in the fridge for MONTHS (yes, the two containers I cleaned out the day before had some very appetizing-looking PURPLE MOLD in them), take up all the space in the freezer, leave the lights on, leave the tv on with NO sound on, play the same song over and over and over and over and over and over and OVER, are frickin' LOUD and OBNOXIOUS ALL THE TIME, EAT MY FOOD that I BOUGHT, expect me to pay for YOUR TV DINNERS and SHIT, and a great many other things that I don't want to fucking get into (for instance, let's not forget the time somebody forgot to flush - are we sharing a PUBLIC bathroom here?!). And have I complained? No. And that, readers, is my problem. I've tried, from time to time . . . but I'm too much of a wuss to stand up for myself. As long as they leave me the fuck alone . . . But do you know EXACTLY what is pissing me off right now?! The fact that, yes, they are indeed talking about me behind my back. (Not that I don't talk about them, too, but I think I have reason . . . and I RARELY talk about either one to the other one - and I'm not LIVING with the people I talk to!!!!) But the fact that the two of them are in their own little club against me . . . I know how that is. Oh YES, I very well know how that was, because I was in their shows last year . . . only, the person at fault was indeed the odd one out (let's not even go into that situation right now). And while I may not be the easiest person to live with, I do try. I'm quiet, non-intrusive, keep to myself, am clean, don't ask for a lot . . . Maybe I should try being as obnoxious as the other two people living here? Maybe then we'd get along? Maybe then they'd like me? Maybe . . . But I don't think I'd be able to stand myself . . .
BLEH. >_< I'm going to skim over stuff and go to bed. I have a final at 8. Good NIGHT!
Ugh. On break. Break will shortly be over . . . ^^;;; Took two practice finals for Psych back to back (keep in mind Psych finals are 3 hours long. Each. And while I didn't take *quite* that long, it still took me a LONG time. And I wasn't doing that hot either. >_<) Reminder to self to blog about fish later. And how fantasy=sci-fi. And all those other 6 AM epiphanies in the shower . . . -_-;;;; So, anyway, I just ate a bag of popcorn. By myself. While watching episode 3 of Gokinjo Monogatari which I *love*. It's so cute! ^_^ And very real too . . . A sweet, ordinary story. Well, mostly ordinary, anyway. ^_- And now I shall go back to doing work. >_< Because I only took a break because I was GOING MAD! Oh. Just like to mention. Apaato mate A came back yesterday. And apaato mate B just noticed today that they cut down the trees in front (Yeah, 'cause she SLEPT THROUGH the chainsawing. >_<;;;;;). >_< And I overheard her telling A who ALSO didn't notice! Are they just stupid or is it just me? And people tell me that *I'm* unobservant. Which I AM. Oh, also forgot that I could do a webcomic of "I Am For You" which is about, um, elves and knights, and family, and magic, and vendettas against absentee fathers? O_o;;;; Oh, and transmogrification. Buuuuuuuttttt, that would take a long time to do too. And I suck at drawing elves. >_< Heh. So I think I'm going to draw the Crab manga. LOL. Just because I was doodling Kyoko everywhere in a fit of madness today whilst studying. I wuv Kyoko. And Kasane's cool too . . . And, and, and . . . uhhhhhh, I dunno what the main guy's name is yet? I've got everyone else's name but not his . . . And my men drawing skills are, errrrm, non-existant? ^^;;;;; But this manga ought to be fairly short, so we'll see how I do with it . . . Either that or I manage to convince Gina that we ought to do one together since Merritt has to finish drawing our Digimon doujinshi first. A new page! YAY!! ^_______^ I wanna seeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! Well, anyways, I broke another rule on Pallas Moon's list of commandments that starts out: "Thou shalt . . ." Heh. I broke the "Not get sidetracked by mailing lists, message boards, oekakis, Photoshop, doodling, webcomics, fanfiction, making lists like this, etc." Oh. And the "Not engage in deluded ideas of own webcomic." o_o;;;;; Of course, I haven't followed ANY of the rules . . . Though I WAS trying to follow the "Keep up with ALL Syllabi!!!" rule. o_O; So I broke the "Adhere to this LIST!!!" rule too. Damme. And now, I must go and study so I can get to bed by 12 o_+ . . . because my flippin' final is at 8 in the bloody morning which means I need to get up before 7 . . . And Veta's being a sneaky subconscious and forcing me to get seven hours of sleep a night no matter when I go to bed, which means, that, yes, I did get up (not wake up, mind you, I woke up two or three times before that) at 12:00 PM today. -_-;; But, you see how sneaky she is . . . when I don't get enough sleep she tries to force me to get six hours, which makes me late for class >_<. I was going to try to get up at 10 (read: 5 hours of sleep) but she forced me to agree to sleep until 11:00 at 10 (read: 6 hours of sleep), and then somehow made the alarm not ring again or me to turn it off while asleep . . . which gave me another hour (read: 7 hours of sleep) at which point I forced myself to get out of bed. >_< Tho' another hour would've been nice. But you see, since I didn't have class or a review session today, she knew she could push her luck and get me to sleep for at least seven hours . . . She's a sneaky subconscious, she is. Maybe it's my repressed (repressed?! yeah, right) desire to sleep showing up or something . . . GLEH. And I still don't really know the difference between distal and proximal stimulus, but that's okay, I'll just pick the one that sounds right and which my implicit knowledge is telling me is right. And norepinephrine and dopamine you can . . . just not be on there! Because I don't know what you do! >_< And . . . And . . . I must go and review Piaget and Erickson . . . And pathology characteristics and . . . um, was it the cones that produced color in the eye? ERRRRK. >_< And I wanted to do some terms for Anthro tonight???? Yeah, right. But I have a History review session to go to (either tomorrow or Thursday) and Stats OH on Thursday and Anthro Final on Friday and I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! Anthro's not going to be easy either, but I *have* to go to H Review and Stats (even though I haven't had time to study yet), because, bloody hell, I have to pass that damnable class! Okay, rant done. Off I go.
P.S. Nelvana . . . you are an episode-hacking, storyline-slaughtering, relationship-whacking, screwy company. But hey, from what little I saw today, Madhouse drew Eriol super-sexy skiing . . . O_O But my poor baby, Li . . . -_-;;;;; Syaoran, stick to leaping on Ferris Wheels, my boy. ^_^; TRIED to study. >_<
For whom does the bell toll? Um. Yeah. Just stumbled on an online manga with Mesopotamian Mythological roots! ^___^ Yay! Gilgamesh. ^_- Okay, now THERE was a yaoi couple . . . Heh. Utnapishtem and Ishtar. Coolie-os. Um, bed 'n' stuff now? Gots t'get up ER-LIE in da mornin' t'study.
Damn. I can't help but think that it's a bad sign that my mouse has frozen up on me around 70 times in the past three days . . . 'cause, that either 1) is irritating for a little bit and I coax it back into life by rolling it on the palm of my hand 2) crashes the comp or 3)crashes the comp so I need to turn it off but the comp doesn't turn off all the way and comes back on and everything's fine except I have to log back into the club ftp for the BILLIONTH time . . . In any case . . . NOT good. And I've been having problems with my mousey for a little bit now, only not quite as severe . . . -_-;;;;;
Anyways, studying is driving me mad (what little I've managed to do . . . I printed out a gatrillion study guides from Anthro people and cleared my area, but that's not much to show for six hours, now is it?) and I'm really exhausted for no apparent reason so I'm off to take a nap, then finish reading through Psych chapter summaries, then on to lecture summaries, then on to practice exams. >_< Yuck. They are cutting down the trees in front of my apartment. It is loud, and obnoxious (and . . . they actually just stopped but I don't know if they're done . . .). All I know is that my apartment, now that it's all denuded, is even MORE ugly than before. I *liked* those palm trees!!!! >_< They were . . . old and stuff. Not to mention they hid *part* of the ugly building at least . . .
Well, they started up again, but it sounds like they're buzzsawing down the trees next door now. O_o; I swear, either I just felt a tremour, or the wind is blowing REALLY hard. But I don't think it was the latter . . . O_O;
Quick shower! I swear, I am *this* | | far from drawing a webcomic of my own! >_< And since I'm a terrible artist and everybody KNOWS how often I update you ought to be afraid . . . very, *very* afraid. Plus, all of my manga plots are currently refusing to be transferred to weekly webcomic format. Kookie: Errrr, no. And HOW would you manage *that* since I was conceived of as an episodic anime with THREE SEASONS?! >_< CATS!: Yo. You can't even DRAW furries. >_< Silent Angel: You can't draw well enough to TRY yet . . . if you could I'd let you. Moonshadow: As your manga/anime opus, I'll have to refuse as you would not due me justice. Which leaves me with . . . Unnamed Crab story: Hey. ¬_¬ Why are you looking at me like that? Go away!
-_-;;;;; Well, the facets of my personality are clamouring for their own comic . . . but I don't want to give in to them . . . NOOOOOOOOO . . . And what the hell am I doing still blogging?! Am going for REAL now.
Errr, I was wrong. There *IS* a piccie of the kitty. And the eyes are darker and more luminous in real life. Hmmm, looks like a prettier version of the cat I oekakied. O_o;;; Well, finished reading the most pointless ethnography Friday (High Art Down Home - doesn't help I've been trying to read it for two weeks and kept nodding off seeing as I'd get to it at 6 in the morning), read two chapters of Psych yesterday (more than it sounds seeing as the Psych text is as dense as all get-out and they're round about fifty pages each) and caught up (sort of - seeing as I got up at 1:30 >_<) on sleep yesterday and went to bed at 6:00 because I was freaking bound and determined to finish reading the chapter, got up today at 1:00 (eep!) when I'd planned to wake up at 11:00, but my body issued a very irritated protest (Veta: Screw this! We're going back to SLEEP!!! Me: ^^;;;) and read three chapters of History (also fifty pages or so each - takes me two hours to read each one), printed out the outlines for the fifty bajillion History lectures I slept through (^^;;;), dealt with computer problems (Bad Max! Bad!), read some e-mail (sue me, I'm behind), looked for the damned Stats homepage (found it!), made a large (yucky) dinner that took FOREVER (but I've got leftovers for tomorrow now!), boogled at apaato mate B (A went home until Tuesday or Weds) who, I swear, has done NO studying the past two days but has mindlessly watched movie after movie after movie (and had to tell me yesterday how stupid and pointless the Matrix was and why was she watching it anyway - hey, I kind of like that movie, though, admittedly, I think Keanu Reeves was much better in "Bill and Ted" ^_~) - but then why the hell did she watch 3/4s of it before deciding to stop?! >_<) on tv, fended off attempts by my friends and apaato mate B (She's too scared to go to Union Square by herself . . . WTF? She thinks she's going to get LOST. Look, I'm the one who still gets lost in BERKELEY and you want ME to come?! Besides, provided I got off at the right stop, even I wouldn't get lost in Union Square. Is that even possible?!!!) to go shopping in SF (Uh, finals? Hello??? Anybody???), and, um, I dunno. Burned CDs for Merritt while reading? Ne, Ninx-chama, I blame Gidge-oneesan entirely for the online test thing . . . *She* took them, thus tempting me . . . And, alas, unlike earlier days I can no longer resist temptation. ^^;;;; And grad student? Me? Tch. You must be kidding! <-is too young and cute (and unbalanced) 'Sides, 'twas established already that you're older. ^_- Hmm, and I *do* understand how you're feeling with regard to leaving (I'm fairly sure, anyways - to such a degree as I *can* understand), except I'm currently experiencing the complete and total opposite. I *canNOT* wait to get out of my current living situation . . . Of course, once I get home I'll probably want to be back here, problems (aka apaato mates) and all. >_< Errrr, Gidge-onee, you have an, um, interesting life . . . ^_^; Khaki thieves and belly dancers. Hmm. Onee-chaaaaaaaan, you need to blog more! And if I don't get a chance to write your letter this week, I'll write it once I get home (going home next Wednesday). BTW, is your mailing address still the same as last year's? I hafta mail out your X-mas package this week . . . ^_^; Dum, dum, am suddenly feeling incredibly OLD all of a sudden! And I was just cheerfully genki and young-feeling a minute ago. O_o; I think the caffiene from the Cherry Coke just wore off. >_< I've decided that when I go home I'm going to pig out on ice cream, and sleep, and erm, run around the house or something so I don't come back a big, fat blob? O_o; Come on, I lost five lbs at school, go back for Thanksgiving break (four days) and gain back THREE?! Um, I don't think so. If I'm going to lose weight, I'm going to bloody well keep it off . . . (Um, exception - since the weight loss only served to make me FLATTER and a lil' thinner about the waist, if the weight came back in the upper regions of the body . . . I wouldn't mind. ^^;;;) *Waves back at Sakura-san* Yo. XD XD XD Nope, you don't know me. I just buy volumes of X manga from you through go-betweens. LOL. XD XD XD LOL. I actually looked "kudaranai" up in a Jap-Eng dictionary in a bookstore (so there *are* times when I have too much time on my hands - they are few and far between) and the translation I got was "for the birds." O_o; Now, if you'll excuse me . . . *runs off to read X translation, though what good that will do, I don't know seeing as I don't think Arashi and Sorata actually *say* anything. -_-;;; *is back* ACK! NO. <-does not want Arashi to switch sides >_< Grrrr! Malicious CLAMP taking the cheap way out just so you can get rid of DOH members faster! Um, but that leads to the question . . . who among the DOE is the next to go??? ('Twould be amusing if CLAMP put in a BIG twist and killed off Fuuma. XD XD XD) Hmmmm. Satsuki, Yuuto, Subaru, Kusanagi, Nataku, Kakyou. Dammit. I'm thinking Satsuki. Satsuski=Arashi. Modern day technology=Ancient weaponry. Girl=Girl? Plus, they've focused on her a bit lately, so I say they're going to off her soon because Beast is disgruntled as all get-out with SatsukixYuuto . . . O_o; And then Arashi's going to kill Sorata . . . Or, or, he's going to protect her from the other DOH who are horrified at her betrayal and are fighting her (or else, as is what I originally thought - once Sorata is dead Arashi has nothing else to live for and switches sides, yadda, yadda, yadda, because destiny is unfair.) and get killed by his own side. o_O;;;; My poor baby. *WAILS* CLAMP! You are mean! Um, okay, brain temporarily overtaken by Fizzy who is young and on crack. (Fizzy: Am not! Me: Are too!) Oh! CUTE layout! X-mas Kodocha would've been good too, but Sakura's a wonderful substitute! ^_^ Ehhhh, and I think that's enough social blogging when I should've been studying. O_o;;; Um, shower, read some Psych lecture summaries, sleep, and review session tomorrow. Sounds like a plan. Oh. Yes. Must also mention that I'm reading more webcomics, but nowhere NEAR as many as certain people. MY GOODNESS. O_o; And read Sluggy already!!!! :D Oooh, and a note as to where I wandered during my lunch break betweem class and review session on Friday . . . Basically, here and here. And yes, this cat was indeed there. ^_^; Too bad there's no pic of the Comic Relief cat, tho'. SUCH BEAUTIFUL EYES that cat does have! *_* I guess if you have a used bookstore you need some kind of furry critter . . . (Is thinking of doggy seen in used bookstore over the summer . . .). Well, if that other comic store hires me (not likely, hasn't come up again) maybe I'll wear Dejiko ears like certain Piros. LOL. Ah, addendum to the whole Kimiko thing . . . I also don't sew (well), but I think I'd enjoy VAing . . . errrr, maybe not the part she's currently up for, but other stuff . . . Eek. Has been blogging and generally wasting time for over an hour. O_o; <- can't help it . . . brain fried. Did I mention that I'm the Queen of Procrastination? All this enforced studying is DRIVING ME MAD. Whoo. One FINAL note. I do believe that I'm a lot happier and well-balanced lately. ^_^ (NOT due to school, of course.) But I really do feel like a real human being, and while I'm still 5 years behind everyone else my age (thus, the extreme spillage of profanity on this page - blame it on the fact that I'm mentally just finishing junior high and you know how *that* is - but I really WILL try to restrain myself because *I* find it shocking more than anyone, and besides, if I ever *DO* make it in the writing world, what would parents of impressionable children think if they were ever to stumble across this blog? O_o;; They'd think, what a depraved young individual! Don't you DARE read that book, Bobby, Suzy! Heh. Yes, the only drawback to blogging is that, indeed, you must be aware of the audience. And while I don't much care about how other people view me - if you knew me in real life you could see how much I neglect myself ^^; - as long as *I'm* happy with me . . . still, you don't see Neil Gaiman swearing all over the place in his blog. Books . . . another story. But not in the blog. Hmmm, which reminds me that I'll finally have time to read beyond the first chapter of "American Gods" over break! YAY! ^_^)
Um, ending this now, because, you know me . . . I could go on boring you FOREVER! ^_~
They're not asking the right questions. *shakes head*
I AM 22% GEEK. I wanna be a geek. But I'm not. Why would I even want to be one. Do I think it's fun? I should try writting an online test application at 1 am in my underwear. Take the GEEK Test at Fuali.com! Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:59 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 ROFLMAO! Dude, can I waste time or can I waste time?! ^^;;;; You know what's sad about this song . . . It's almost singable . . . ^_^; Can't you imagine it as Engrish? LOL.
"SCREWED-UP DUO"
My SCREWED-UP DUO,
You can't PET my love.
CHORUS:
Please baby, don't HUG with my HAND.
I know our CONFUSED love will last for HOURS
CHORUS: Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:55 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 Dude. I finally found where Merritt made her story up at. ^^;;;;; And I must say, you were right. This is soooooooooo wrong! On soooo many levels! I mean, 15 marmosets? O_o;;;;
Once upon a time, there was a funny, pretentious girl named Marron. Everyone loved Marron, but that didn't matter. You see she was admirable and in love with Ryuuichi, who happens to hate admirable girls. Marron tried very hard not to be admirable. She even tried running. But that didn't work. Then one day while laughing through a very genki Feudal Japan, she went upon a stoic squirrel. This stoic squirrel spoke to Marron and said, "If you can answer my riddle I will grant you a wish." Well Marron ate. And she quickly said, "What is your riddle, frightening squirrel?" The squirrel replied, "If a walrus has a sock, how many marmosets does it jump?" Marron thought about the riddle and answered, "15!" The squirrel began spinning, than it thought, and turned into a tv salesperson. The tv salesperson shot and said, "You are correct! You turned this old squirrel into back into a handsome tv salesperson. What is your wish?" Marron was so happy! She knew exactly what she wanted, "I don't want to be admirable any more! That way Ryuuichi will fall in love with me." The tv salesperson then flew his stoic castle and Marron was no longer admirable! She left the Feudal Japan to find Ryuuichi. When she did, she found him drying Kyoko, the typical girl from Tokyo. And Ryuuichi and Kyoko lived falteringly ever after. Marron, on the other hand, died a lucid spinster. The end. Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:50 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 What? Only 53%???
I am 53% ADDICTED TO THE INTERNET. Okay, I've said it before and I'll say it again . . . I was exposed to too much James Bond as a child! ^^;;;;
![[If I were an online test, I
would be The James Bond Villain Personality Test]](http://homepage.ntlworld.com/paulspeller/onlinetest/bond.gif "Click to find out which test you are") I'm The James Bond Villain Personality Test! I live in a fictional world of spies and blonde women with ridiculous names, and I like to give people plenty of options. Although whether they're villainous is not optional. Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:27 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 I swear it's just because I answered two cat questions. >_<
Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:25 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 Mmrrow.
 Take the What Cat Are You? test by  webkin!Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:21 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 Um, okay, this one wasn't too accurate. 'specially since I dislike modern art, but hey, the squares aren't all *that* bad . . .
Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:18 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 Honestly, Gidge-oneechan I ought be studying. >_< Gahh! Online tests . . . talk about tools of procrastination!
 Strawberry: 70/100 Pear: 0/100 Banana: 30/100 Tomato: 30/100 Lemon: 20/100 Take the What Fruit Are You? test by webkin and aaronr!Kero stuffed a muffin down Suppi's throat at 12:12 a.m. on Sunday, December 9, 2001 Because my blog pic was SOOOOO hideous . . . a pic of Kero and Suppi instead. ^_-
Am going to bed now.
Mmmm. Yes. And what the hell AM I doing up at this time in the morning? Because it sure as hell isn't work. >_< So yeah, got internet access back the other day . . . but have been faaaaaar too busy and unproductive to make use of it! Gomen, gomen. And, ahem, this weekend was, errr, interesting to say the least. (An alleyway, an alleyway for goodness' sake.) Sorry 'bout not coming back, Gina, 'twas NOT my intention. (And for those of you who didn't notice I adopted another onee-chan this week. XD XD XD) And, NO, you don't hafta watch that movie . . . just the series. ^_- You know what I've realized (aside from the fact that I've managed to get almost nothing done these past two weeks and nothing at all done tonight . . .)? I like my friends, really, I do . . . but only about 50% of the time. And, yes, I like spending time with them, but when they ask to come over to type something up on your computer really quick and they end up staying for EIGHT HOURS, I think that's overdoing it . . . JUST A BIT. >_< The most sleep I've gotten this ENTIRE week was three hours and I've been averaging two . . . So I wanted to come home, nap for two hours, get up, take out the trash, clean the bathroom, eat dinner, finish reading that stupid book for Anthro, read some Psych and go to bed at an actual decent hour. Alrighty, of that list I managed to take out the trash, eat dinner, and nap (with two other people) for about 40 minutes, WITH interruptions by stupid Apartment Mate B who had to wake EVERYBODY up in order to ask me to check my computer for TV guide listings for her. WTH?! DEAL WITH IT. LET ME SLEEP, BITCH. To further illustrate the extent of my sleep deprivation, I had time for a seven minute nap before heading off to class today . . . I couldn't sleep for the first minute and worried that I was suffering from insomnia, then was out like a light and woke up six minutes later in the midst of a dream, having bypassed light sleep and skipped right on over to REM. >_< And now it is nearly five in the morning and I realize that I still have to look up forty terms for the review session at three today and I haven't STARTED reading that book and Finals are NEXT WEEK and I am STILL TWO FRICKIN' CHAPTERS BEHIND IN PSYCH AND SEVEN IN HISTORY. >_< So, yes, I can really only take my friends in small doses . . . And while they were here I wasn't concerned because I simply wasn't thinking and when I tried to subtly urge them to leave it just didn't, um, work. But now that they're gone and I've realized exactly how much time I've been spending with them lately doing NOTHING and screwing myself over, I'm a little irritated. It would be different if we were actually DOING something, but we're not. And they're only coming over and inviting themselves over to dinner because they're bored and have nothing better to do . . . >_< Yes, I have work, thanks, and while everyone needs a break once in a while, it would be good if I actually got some WORK done BEFORE taking it! And we're not even going to talk about Monday night when I got roped into helping with Christmas decorations for FIVE HOURS by Apartment Mate A's mother. >_< I have to go fucking read now . . . and go to bed at six or so, get up at nine, try to stay awake in my last Psych class (did I mention that I *passed out* in every single one of my classes this week - and while that's not exactly something new, I was actually trying VERY HARD to stay awake this time since half of them were reviewing for finals?????), go home and look up Anthro terms (or go to Psych office hours, depending), go to Anthro review session from 3-5, come home, clean the bathroom, and sleep for a good three hours or so before getting up to read . . . >_< "Heal the world . . . We can make it a better place. For you and for me and the entire human race . . . There are ways to get there if you care enough for the living . . . make it a better place . . . for the human race . . ." <-disturbing highlight of the evening
Ah, and this past Sunday was really, uh . . . ^^; Durmas. Tower. Steps. Knothole. Rule-breaking. DAMN. And, um, yeah . . . ^^;;;;; Goddammit! I missed forty minutes of the last ep of FIVE (because I was in an idiot and in a rush and programmed the VCR for 11 AM to 12 PM instead of 11 PM to 12 AM. SHIT! And I happily sat and chatted with my friend for forty minutes instead of going inside my apartment because I thought it was happily recording away. >_< DAMMIT!). So I have NO IDEA what’s going on . . . and I probably missed more Yodobashi-Asami goodness too . . . But the ending was soooo sad. I really didn’t expect it to end like that. ;_; And I have no clue in hell as to what that thing Kanae was holding was. >_< ARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH. I wanna watch it again! Reruns?!!! PLEASE?! Anybody know where I can order subtitled Fuji Television shows on VCD or something??? Gaaaahhhh. I really like it despite the cheesiness and the enormous plotholes . . .
UGH. So far this weekend got NO WORK DONE. And I have a SHITLOAD of work to do! I DID go food-shopping, did laundry, and saw a friend who’s leaving school off to the airport, but that was it. And that little bout of depression I threw the other day? I’m mostly over it, because 1) I was overreacting (about the other thing - NOT the guys in the car because I really don’t think I was about that) and 2) I shouldn’t dwell on idiotic stuff like that anyways. What happens, happens. Ne? Ne? And, um, if you ever DO read this blog, you don’t suck and I don’t hate you . . . ^^;;;; But you *could* be a tad bit more considerate. SHEESH.
YES! Pitas is working. My internet's down for a week. Damn AT&T and Excite@Home. >_< GRRRRRRR!!!!!! So don't expect any blogging . . . this is from school and is just to let anyone who wants to know why I'm not about. Onee-chan, once again, no worries. ^_^; Gina I need to return your CDs . . . !! I'll give you a call tonight or you can call me when you get in. I'm sure I can just drop them off sometime this week. I feel bad because I've had them FOREVER. Oh yes, and we mustn't forget that the end of the semester is always the time for CHAOTIC randomness to go down . . . Nothing ever happens during the beginning or middle of the damn semester . . . oh, no . . . it has to wait for the last three weeks just so it can brilliantly coincide with finals. >_< Ehhhh, and I'm actually pretty damned shocked at myself because . . . well, this kind of thing isn't something that I thought was going to happen. Things always hit you when you AREN'T expecting them, ne? >_< Yes, and I am a bad person, I think. But we'll see . . . because I don't want to be one. Sooo, um, yeah. >_<;;;
Gaaaahhhhhh!!!! Must GO. Because of all the DRAMA this weekend (and week) got absoposilutely NO work done! So now I am even more behind than before and it's aaaaalllllll bad. >_< And I don't even have the time to list everything. ^^;;; *scampers off*
I'd like to make a note that my next blog layout might be something, errr, macabre and grotesque . . . ^^;;; After all, my favorite layout so far was the Disembodied Thoughts one . . . ^^;;; Just to warn you. And to cheer myself up - a bit of rambling . . . Went to Hot Pot City tonight. Heh. But the girls FORGOT that they were supposed to pick me up so they had to waste more time to come and get me. >_< Thanks. That was just a BRILLIANT start to the evening. Then I burned my right index finger multiple times on the damn cooking thing (Shoot hot oil at me, will you?! HUH HUH?!!) so it's nicely swelling and white right now, accidentally spilled a MASSIVE amount of rice noodles on the floor >_<, and dropped a fish ball I was attempting to fish out onto the meat-cooking surface of the hot pot thing which resulted in a HUGE spurt of flame WHOOSHING out and nearly burning off my face. And yes, I got applauded for that near-death experience. >_< Arrrrrrrgh. Nice to know you care. UGH. And we seriously had like fourteen or fifteen people at one table and round about seven more who were supposed to eat there too decided to go to Richmond instead because we only had the ONE table and there was no more ROOM. But, anyways, seven of those people (plus me) decided to come over to my cesspool of an apartment/room and, trust me, that many people canNOT fit into my room. Most of them left soon afterwards, though, THANK GOD. And that was my evening. Oh, I also got attacked by frozen food in the freezer, but we won't go into that. -_-;;;; And my cellphone was SCREWED UP, but we won't go into that either. *SIGH* Okay, that didn't really cheer me up, but I'm not feeling AS bad as before ('cause I managed to work myself into a state of depression) so that's good.
Oh, and there's a new temporary layout pic up because I was SICK of the old one . . . and this one was doodled and colored in about fifteen minutes as you ought to be able to tell, so I don't think it's going to stay up for long . . . Oh, and I really, really don't understand the male half of the species. AT ALL. I guess it's partly my fault . . . because I did have certain expectations . . . Not many. Just a few simple ones. Ordinary expectations. Well, I suppose I'm really not worth making an effort for, ne? As this seems to be the case . . . I'll accept that. I can't do much else, after all. But even if one guy has to be totally AWFUL (to the point of EXTREME inconsideration), must they ALL? I really did not need my non-existent, sad, pathetic bit of a love-life made fun of and laughed at by THREE guys tonight who decided that, yeah, this would be a good way of getting their kicks. I'm sorry, but I don't think that was very kind . . . or decent, because, dammit, I am NOT a guy, and I can't take jokes like that in stride and laugh them off . . . I'm sensitive to being made an object of ridicule, thank you very much, and I really do hurt and have feelings like any other human being . . . I'm a very fragile person. I'm not very flexible at all, really. I just snap with the first blow, then I have to spend such a long amount of time gathering all the pieces and mending them back together again . . . I mean, it won't really break me . . . but it's still painful and I don't enjoy being something that's been rather shoddily put back together. It's not a good way to live your life. Words can be worse than physical blows. And I was dealt a good many tonight all in the name of "fun." Thanks, everyone, for noticing that I actually DO have feelings, and I actually DO suffer, and I had a little bit of self-esteem still remaining, the darn pesky stuff that it is. I really felt like crying. And later, I did tear up a little. Sad, isn't it, that it takes so little to destroy part of somebody?
But it really is my own fault. For continuing to believe, even a little bit . . . in other people. And yes, world, there is no such thing as a nice guy.
A very happy tanjoubi, Tin-sama!!!!!! ^_____^ And since I currently *do* have the Dinosaucer's theme (as there was much searching and grumbling earlier this semester since I realized that I didn't have it over the summer) on my comp, I can only laugh . . . At least you're not a secret scout. ^_~ XD XD XD |
