-Power of the Pen state finals on Thursday and Friday
and
-My cousin's wedding in Illinois on Saturday and Sunday.
At P.O.P., I kicked major ass. Hellz yeah! I placed SEVENTH!!! ^___^ I are so proud of me! And I made some cool new friends. :thumbs up:
Then we drove to Rockford, Illinois, which was painful because we got caught in traffic on the toll road. -__-" We then checked in to our shitty hotel, which was absolutely disgusting. XP After that, we killed time until Sunday afternoon, when the wedding was. The ceremony was supposedly "controversial", and it was apparently a good thing that my born-again Christian great-grandmother couldn't come. I, however, didn't see what the big deal was. I thought it was actually intresting (except for the pre-feministic vows...O__o"), and it wasn't as long as we expected it to be. Neat.
The reception was fun. ^^ I danced like an idiot with my cousins and trashed the bride and groom's getaway car, which are both recreational sports in that branch of my family. ^^
Now, this was all fun and games until I woke up at three in the morning with a bout of food poisoning...oog...I feel so sick...=___="...plehhhh...I can barely keep down a carton of apple juice.
Matt, I missed you so much! Get online now. ^^ Pweez? ^___^
Much lurb! <3 -nif
Everything is alright! I didn't make symphonic (or I might've, the letter is very confusing...it says I'm alternate number 2, which would lead me to believe that I just baaaarely made it, but then Mrs. Bernard comments about how she's sending me to concert...CONFUSED!!!), I ditched my therapist, and the P.O.P. state tournament is this Friday (leaving Thursday, going to cousin's wedding Saturday, home Monday).
I went to the park. ^^ 'Twas fun!!!
I had a burning desire to call Eric. Funniest thing in the world.
Eric: Hello?
Me: Hi, is Eric there?
Eric: (cheerfully) Yeah, hi.
Me: You have herpes.
Eric: (exasperatedly) ...oh my god...
Me: I love you too. (hang up)
XDDDDD!!!!! Oh, I felt so clever.
^^ Leave me one!
Stop judging me! I really wanted to fill this out.
Part One:
Have you ever had a song written about you? Yes. It sucked and made me feel awkward. Doodz, unless yr a certified poet, don't write yr girl a song or something. She'll feel weird.
What song makes you cry? The Cure makes me cry sometimes. Specifics? Aw, jeezis, I know there is one. I dunno, depending on how I'm feeling, Green Day's "Whatsername" makes me cry. SOAD's "Streamline" made me break down once. Shut up! Steal This Album rocks! Posers!
What song makes you happy? The Cure makes me happy sometimes. Specifics? Aw, jeezis, I know there is one. Deja vu. Erm, let's see here, :long pause:...That new Weezer song is pretty high on the happy list. It's a pretty little ditty. Oh, I KNOW! "Safety Dance"!! XD
What do you like to listen to before bed? Queens of the Stone Age has been a favorite lately. If you listen to Marilyn Manson's greatest hits on loop while you sleep, you are guaranteed weird dreams.
Part Two:
HEIGHT: 5'2"
HAIR COLOR: Do you want all of them or just the main one? It's mostly brown, a nice darkish brown, but my roots are mousy, and I have this huge random wedge of blonde. Reds and auburns and other shades of brown and blonde are sprinkled throughout.
SKIN COLOR: White-white girl pale. Like, GOFFICK pale. I'm so goffick. Ohmgosh.
EYE COLOR: I have no idea. Someone told me they were green. Someone else said gray.
PIERCINGS: Just ears.
TATTOOS: I want a really sexy tattoo. Just wait until I'm eighteen.
Right Now:
WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? My khakis. My jeans got muddy from Camp Kern, the realm of eternal mud.
WHAT SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? My Dark Side of the Moon babydoll. It makes my boobs look nice.
SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO? "Just Like Heaven" by The Cure.
WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH?: Coconut-choco-chunk ice cream.
WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE?: Gray. Icky. Damp. Cold.
HOW ARE YOU? Peachy! Confused, but peachy.
Do you:
GET MOTION SICKNESS?: Yes! Stop teasing me. I still get carsick.
HAVE A BAD HABIT?: Playing with my hair and being generally insecure.
Favorite...
CONDITIONER: Pantene Pro-V Color Revival.
MAGAZINE: Spin. Animerica is a close second. But I don't see Animerica interviewing the world's most famous groupie. They'd be an even closer second if they interviewed Man-Faye. Brandon will be the next Man-Faye. I'll force him to.
NON-ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Coke with lime. But I make it myself, with real limes, not artificial-lime-flavored-poop.
ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Since I don't drink, I wouldn't know. Strawberry daquiris sound fun, though. It's like an Icee with booze! How neat. Damn, I haven't had an Icee in so long. I'm making sure I get one tomorrow at Kings Island.
THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND: Support local music (JON BENNER! Man, that kid is so cool.), hang out with my dumbass friends at coffee shops and wait to get kicked out, go to the movies and wait to get kicked out, go to Halo II parties where absolutely no Haloing goes on...just people sucking face. Rawr! Someone knows what I'm sayin', you dig? I lurb joo, Matt!!
BAND OR GROUP or SINGER or RAPPER: Currently, Queens of the Stone Age. But SOAD might make a comeback. This is like the end of sixth grade all over again, except without the angst. And the Jackass. Man, that kid is such a dumbass. He can't spell "arson" right. And he's a hypocryte. I'm done!
Have you:
BROKEN THE LAW: Not really, unless you count burning CDs from the liberry and giving them to friends. That's not very illegal.
RAN AWAY FROM HOME: Nope.
SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE: Nah, sound carries too well. The moment I stood up, my parents would know.
EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: Not yeeeet...
MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL: Hah! Oh, dood, that used to be the funniest thing in the world. Can you say, "Hello, Chris, this is your grandmammy. Do you have any cash on hand? I need about a hundred bucks."
USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD BEFORE: Nah. I'd unleash all hell with it. And sexy halter tops.
SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE: Nope. I'm such a square. O__o
FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH: Nope, but almost. I like showers.
BEEN IN A SCHOOL PLAY: Hell yes! I pwnd the fourth grade musical. Pwnage! And since I got a script, I had copies of all the songs so my friends and I could make parodies. The Wave of Chorus Rejects pwnd our soul. Dead Weasel lives! Silent Rapper fer eb. Axe Murderer fer eb.
LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER: Yes, yes I have! I feel like such a good friend.
Love:
Boyfriend: Yes. You know him. ^__^ rawr.
SEXUALITY: My door swings both ways, but doesn't everyone's these days?
CHILDREN: Not now, thanks.
CURRENT CRUSH: I've got a boyfriend, not a crush.
BEEN IN LOVE?: I'm not sure. Stoppy. You're confusing me.
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE: Jaysis, if only joo knew.
BEEN HURT?: Drrrk, of COURSE not. Don't make me rant. wellifyoudontcountbeingcheatedonliketheresnotomorrowandthenthedaythatyoudumpthebastard
youlearnthathesbeengoingoutwithsomeoneelsefortwoweeks...sorry, it had to happen.
YOUR GREATEST REGRET: Eric, I hate you. I hate you a lot. I'd like to castrate you with safety scissors and a butter knife.
MADE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR THREE DAYS: Nope. Jeezis. I'm not that much of a slut.
Random:
DO YOU HAVE A JOB: Nope. Nobody wants to hire fourteen year olds because of child labor laws.
YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW: Pah! Try my MP3 player. Shall I list all 1230 songs for you? Pwnd! (It'd have tons more stuff on it, but it's almost full. It's only 5 gigs. It makes me cry.)
IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?: Something in the 64-color box. But not something everyone hates, like yellow-green. I think I'd be...Hooker Fuschia. Fuschia is such a hooker color. Stina is so Mac-n-Cheese.
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY?: People, especially ones that I like that aren't being obnoxious. And music. Everyone likes that, though.
WHO MAKES YOU THE HAPPIEST?: Meh Closetmonster ^__^, Stina, Nny, Lnze, Mezzy, Ega, Gretch, Sam, Ethan, Big Ry, Seany...oh, hell, the whole lunch table and then some.
Have you ever:
1. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: ...Probably?
2. WANTED SOMEONE YOU KNEW YOU COULDN'T HAVE: Yeah, sure. He's so pretty and androgynous, but so out of my league. Poo. We don't have enough common ground anyways. Screw joo. ^__--
3. BROKEN A BONE: Neh.
4. DRANK ALCOHOL: No ma'am.
5. LIED: Haven't we all?
6. CRIED IN SCHOOL: Of course. I cry like that :snaps:. I cry so easily, it's funny.
Yes or No:
You keep a diary: Well, this one, I suppose.
You have a secret journal: Yes. Well, it's public, it's on the interweb, but none of my friends know where it is.
You set your watch a few minutes ahead: Yes indeedy! I got it from my mom. And the clock in my room has decided that no matter what, it likes to be at least twenty minutes fast. Twenty minutes!
You bite your fingernails: Indeed. The hobo-chicks nail trimmers, although I have some perfectly nice ones.
You believe in love: Well, sure. What kind of stoopass question is that?
Do You:
Take a shower everyday: Yes indeed! I love showers.
DELETED!
DELETED!...double-you-tee-eff? I think I should have stolen this from the original source.
Want to get married: Of course! It sounds like a thrill and a half.
DELETED!
DELETED!...stoppy! My stummy hurts.
Think you're a health freak?: I wish.
Get along with your parents: Pretty-alright.
Favorite:
NUMBER: 567.
COLOR: I like every color except for orange, yellow, and pink. I hate pink. Boo! I are teh anti-pink. Pink are teh suck. Pink are teh new NAVY BLOO!
DAY: Friday. Frk.
MONTH: October and November are nice. Halloween and my birthday are my favorite holidays.
SONG: I don't know. Jesus. Nobody's going to give you a straight answer for this. Go away!
FOOD: Egg rolls, Graeter's Ice Cream (ack!! It's Mrs. K.!! Hide the Snickers bars!), inside-out-pizza.
SEASON: Fall. I love the smell of wood smoke.
SPORT: Fencing! and baseball. Go Indians! Boo Reds! Boo Yankees! (sorry, Deez. It had to be done.)
DELETED! Stop this!
VEGGIE: SQUASH ROCKS.
FRUIT: I lurb all kinds of fruits. Fruit, like the kind you eat. Not like "faintly homosexual". You people disgust me.
FAST FOOD: Subway.
IN THE LAST 24 HOURS, HAVE YOU:
CRIED? No.
HELPED SOMEONE? I think so...
BOUGHT SOMETHING? ...think-think-think...not directly!
GOTTEN SICK? Not really.
GONE TO THE MOVIES? Nuuu! Satans!
GONE OUT FOR DINNER? Hellz yeah.
SAID "I LOVE YOU"? Nuh.
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER? No time! It's the age of...interweb.
TALKED TO AN EX? Hah! Yes, actually.
MISSED AN EX? I think not.
WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL? I think this counts.
TALKED TO SOMEONE YOU "CRUSH" ON? Reowr. ^^
MISSED SOMEONE? Indeedy!
HUGGED SOMEONE? Yeppers.
FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS? Nope.
FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND? Nope!
WOULD YOU EVER:
1. Eat a bug? Nuu. I'm a vegetarian.
2. Bungee jump? Sure!
3. Hang glide? Wheeee!
4. Kill someone? I'm a pacifist. That's not the thing that babies suck on, the thing that babies suck on is a pedophile.
5. Have sex with someone you don't love? Depends how insecure I am.
7. Parachute from a plane? Sure!
8. Walk on hot coals? Probably.
9. Go out with someone for their looks? Fuh.
10. For their reputation? You mean, like they put out?
11. Be a vegetarian? I are.
12. Wear plaid with stripes? Sure?
13. IM a stranger? I do, from time to time.
14. Sing karaoke? The last time I did that was at my elementary school carnival. Britney Spears, Nsync. The works. I'd do it again.
15. Get drunk? Erm, probably.
16. Shoplift? Are you kidding? I'd get caught.
17. Run a red light? Prolly, if nobody's looking.
18. Dye your hair blue? Yes!
19. Be on Survivor? Sure! I'd love to be on the Real World, though.
20. Wear makeup in public? Yes?
21. NOT wear makeup in public? Omgzorz, I do on a daily basis.
22. Make someone cry? I did that once, and then I realized they were retarded and I felt bad. True story!
23. Kick a baby? No!
24. Date someone more than ten years older than you? Depends. Not now, of course.
25. Stay up all through the night? Sure! I did that once.
WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET?: SOAD's "Mezmerize". I preordered, bitches!
WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO?: You, please.
When / What was the last...:
DELETED! Shoop.
YOU GOT A REAL LETTER?: I forget.
YOU GOT E-MAIL: Today, prolly.
THING YOU PURCHASED: Ice cream.
TV PROGRAM YOU WATCHED: Real World/Road Rules Challenge. I whore on those.
MOVIE YOU SAW AT THE THEATER: Uhh...I forget...was it The Ring 2? Man, that sucked. Big. Cock.
WHOS THE LAST PERSON(s) YOU'VE THOUGHT ABOUT?: Me. Silly. No, meh Closetmonster. ^^ Reowr!
Your Thoughts On...
ABORTION: Yes please.
TEENAGE SMOKING: Let the stoopids do what they want.
SPICE GIRLS: Yay! I was a part of my friend's Hanson and Spice Girls club when I was in...loike, Kindergarten. When did they come out again? It could have been first grade.
LOVE: Yay!
YOUR FRIENDS: Such great people. ^^ Sort of.
I AM: Secks.
I WANT: To call Mezzy back so she doesn't get mad at me.
I HAVE: A head-cake.
I WISH: This were over so I could call Mezzy and not get shot.
I HATE: Stoopids.
I FEAR: Not heights! Suffocating.
I HEAR: Baseball! The Indians are up by 6 against Kansas City. Boo-yah.
I WONDER: If this will be over in the near future?
I REGRET: ...Nothing in particular.
I LOVE: joo.
I ACHE: In my headzorz.
I'm ALWAYS: Sexeh!
I SING: Better than ever!
I CRY: when I'm sad. Ahaha.
I WRITE: This stoopidity.
I CONFUSE: Stoopids.
WHICH IS BETTER:
1. COKE OR PEPSI: Depends on my mood.
2. SPRITE OR 7UP: Sprite, bitches.
3. GIRLS OR GUYS: Both are fun.
4. FLOWERS OR CANDY: Candy!
5. SCRUFF OR CLEAN SHAVEN: Rawr. Scruffy is hawt. But not to the point that you turn into a hobo.
6. QUIET OR LOUD: Quiet.
7. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES: Redheads, please.
8. BITCHY OR SLUTTY: ...neither, please!
I flunked a math quiz. And when I say flunked, I MEAN flunked. Like, fifty-eight-percent-F. Fer shizz. That's not going to average well with the 76 I got on my test on sine-cosine-tangent-and-the-works. Hot damn. Even if I get a perfect score on the next tests and quizzes, I can't get an A. Scheisse. I got fucked up the ass by a rational expression.
Okay, so where the hell is Nny? I got online to remind her that we were crossdressing tomorrow. O__O" Gerard and Mikey. Rawr. I'm a very goofy-looking Mikey.
Oh em gee, special message for Matt! I won't be able to go to The Attic on Friday :sob: because I have to get up fxcking early on Saturday morning. v__Vo I'm sowwy~!! Peez forgive meeh! =__= and my parents are being uber-nazis, so now I probably won't be able to go to coffee affair. :cries:
Don't mind the random tags up there, I just decided to pwn all of the ones that came up under the suggestions.
Yes, Nif refers to me. Stoopids.
I _____ Nif.
Nif is _____.
I want to _____Nif.
Nif can ______.
Someday Nif will _______.
Nif reminds me of _______.
Without Nif, _________.
Nif can be _______.
Nif is always _______.
Worst thing about Nif is ________.
Best thing about Nif is ________.
I think Nif should _________.
If Nif was an animal, she'd be a ______.
Right now, I bet Nif is thinking about ________.
Nif makes me want to _______.
Nif probably tastes like ________.
If I could spend the day with Nif, I'd ____________.
I'd ______ for Nif.
Nif is made of _________.
Nif is the _________.
If I could be Nif for a day, I'd ______.
I want to give Nif a ________.
The song _____ by _____ reminds me of Nif.
Yes, don't judge me, The Modern Lovers rock my socks.
Well, Friday was a thrill and a half. ^__^ Matt is teh sexeh, and we had a lot of fun...but then he left, and then...
the mercenary of satan himself arrived. Yesh. Eric. I hate that bastard. I gave him the look and the finger and was generally pissy for the rest of the night.
Oh, and by the way, my friends, let us all get together and pray atheist prayers for Sam, because she is bent over and ready for a major fxcking up the arse courtesy of Eric. Man...I'm worried about her. They're going out, dumbasses. So pray.
Even though I couldn't go to The Attic, I saw JON BENNER LIVE IN CONCERT! He played some covers ("99 Red Balloons", in english of course, "Good Riddance", something by Blink 182, "Just Like Heaven" by The Cure- my new favorite song!) and he acted generally cool.
That's pretty much it! Oh, and Final Fantasy has now pwnd my soul. I'm not a square.
Every day this week (nearly), there's been some sort of field trip thing. Tuesday was for band, Wednesday was for Jazz I and Vocal Ensemble, and tomorrow is orchestra (we're eating lunch at Marions -- orchestra tradition -- and then going to Weller and playing "Rondino" with the fifth graders. For those of you who weren't in elementary strings, "Rondino" was one of the trademark fifth grade songs for the second half of the year. "Happy Blues" pwnd the first half. I'm done here.), which should be a good time.
On my journeys back and forth from school today (went home 3rd period because of killer cramps, and came back 5th for the music video extravaganza), I ended up passing by the orchestra as they were rehearsing in Pod D. They sound excellent, I must say. The lower strings are very nice. :thumbs up: I have trained joo well. Sort of.
Went to my lesson today and sadly admitted that I'd gotten a II at OMEA. My teacher said that that was still pretty good, seeing how hard the piece I played was. And we started kind of late. She told me it was good that I challenged myself and became a better player from it. Yay!
Information has been gradually pouring in about the Power of the Pen state competition. Janette and I were the only ones that made it, though. I was kind of surprised, because I thought Emily would end up going too, but I suppose I never expected anyone else to go either. As a matter of fact, I thought a large majority wouldn't make it to regionals, but only two dropped out (our two seventh graders that didn't even seem to care. Glad they're gone.). Well, it'll be fun. I'll hang out with other writers. And we'll discuss how we fantasize about pronouns and how the concept of reading classical literature makes us horny.
No...sorry. That...really doesn't arouse me at all. But I sometimes diagram sentences in my head while I'm reading if I'm really zoned out. SHHH! DON'T TELL!
Next Friday is ANOTHER field trip, this time to Camp Kern with my leadership buddies. I haven't been showing up to the leadership meetings lately because of the change in the orchestra schedule. Posers.
Didjoo know that the new pope was part of the Hitler Youth? ...and what does that tell you?
I have a bad feeling about this guy. O__O
Tomorrow's going to be fun. I can pheel the excitement. ^__^ Meh Closetmonster knows. ^^" Rawr. Look out, shworld, cos here I come.
!Happy 4-20!! I'm such a badass stoner. This time last year, I had a conversation with Colin about how dumb 4-20 is, and two years ago I won Queens of the Stone Age's "Songs for the Deaf" off the radio. Dood.
!The new pope was part of the Hitler Youth. My dad guessed that he was before he read about it. He are teh smart.
Done!
I updated! Glory hallelujah.
Or I will in a second. O__o
Summary of interesting things (out of order, as usual):
-Had fun at Coffee Affair with Nny and Closetmonster. ^__^
-Went to seXbox extravaganza at Li'l Jackoff's and made snide comments at Eric.
-Forced Closetmonster to come to the party so we could have MORE fun!! ^___^
-Rinn is my new best friend. He thought of many ways to castrate Eric.
-Thought up the best way to castrate someone. I won't reveal too much, but it involves a butter knife and safety scissors and takes a very long time.
-Finally heard "BYOB", which kicked my ass. SOAD has done it again.
-Went to OMEA and got a II on my solo (sob! Even though it seems like a II would be a good thing, it's actually pretty sucky. I'll explain the ratings later.) and I on the ensemble piece (it's cos our group was just big enough for Rocke to conduct us. If she hadn't, we would have been screwed, and "Eric loves men" just came up as a suggested tag, thought I should say).
-Watched Love Hina and Evangelion.
-Saw Jessie, glory hallelujah.
-Played hours of Stick RPG.
-Sort of learned how to play Halo II, got pwnd, still do not understand what the hype is about.
-Acted like an arse.
-Helped with music video project in music.
-Got asked if I was going to ask out Colin. Apparently, "a little eighth grader" is going to ask him out. Funny. His stand partner asked if it was me, and I laughed. I asked why me, and he said I looked like I'd be best friends with a hippie like him. I laughed some more.
-Threw up and missed half a day of school.
-Realized that I had over forty dollars left (!!!!!).
-That's about it.
Okay, why is it so bad to get a II at OMEA? Well, here's the rating scale:
I: You sucked absolutely no cock at all. Very nice. You automatically get a I if you're Asian. Almost everyone gets a I.
II: You kind of sucked. You are obviously not Asian. We will beat you over the head with a metronome.
III: You sucked big cock. You can't even play "Hot Cross Buns" in tune, losar.
IV: You didn't even show up, but you're Asian or we like you or something.
V: You didn't show up and we don't like you.
So therefore, II sucks. Very few people get IIs, and even fewer get III's. IV's and V's are unheard of.
I :heart: meh Closetmonster. ^__^ Reowr (why the hell is "bettie asked me to dress like an aardvark" a suggested tag?"). And all of my friends think he's the shizz. ^__^ You know when all of your friends approve, it's a good thing. This calls for another chart.
How many friends approve of your man/chick?
All of them - They will rock your socks. ^___^
Some of them - They're okay. The friends that approve probably like your person.
None of them - Listen to your friends. They know that he'll cheat on you with his sister and your cat.
Okay, that's done. ^__^
Oh, we're not allowed to play "Sailing the Inland Sea" for competition...because we suck. We suck big cock. And not just any cock, a huge cock.
We're not gonna do so well this year...we're gonna get pwnd. =___= I don't like pwnage.
Loogie rocks. ("cock" is my new suggested tag. I find this very amusing.). He's the father of Nny's child.
I've decided that I want to be a groupie or a sex therapist when I grow up. I wanna be like the groupie they interviewed in Spin who did, like, everybody. Sweet Connie. She's my idol.
In last year's music videos, it is my opinion that the most underrated hilarious moments are...
-Jessie walking around cluelessly.
-Colin playing the mini-keyboard (he looks like a little boy. ^__^")
-Jolie in "Zombie Nation" (Linzy was really cool, like, pwnage cool, but Jolie is just so funny.)
And finally...
:drumroll:
-Nick Pavlak stealing diet coke in "Secret Agent Man" (which is the most underrated video of last year.).
Pwnd! I'm out, doods.
Well, things have been icky. Yesterday: insane sugar crash as a result of eating sugar packets at the coffee shop, which then resulted in a massive hissyfit, which I like to call an "emotional breakdown".
Don't mind the "stop eating my fritos" tag, it just suggested it, so I really wanted to use it out of tardedness.
ANYWAYS, my day went a lot better when I got over it (it was because that stoopid Bach gigue was NOT going my way. Fack yr dynamics. And yr shifting. And yr tardass bowing. Fack yr bowing!), and that night, I talked to a really neato person (whom I have had the biggest crush on for awhile...since seventh grade...SHH, IT'S SECRET!)...and really, we only usually talk about politics, music, or CYO, but this time, we actually talked about our lives and he actually showed some concern for me. Yayuh! And he's so seckseh. Reowr.
Eric is still a bitchtit (although I think...THINK...I caught him looking at me with some regret. Which was probably just my imagination. Fuh.), I am still awesome, and I am still afraid to talk to [SHH, IT'S SECRET!].
Hawt damn.
Eric's a bitchtit (bitchtit is basically an asswand or an assclown or something...except more feminine, I suppose). He had the nerve to ask Nny out again. She, of course, being a woman of strong self-respect, said "Hellz no!" :hug: I'm not a woman of strong self-respect or self-esteem or any of those things, so, you know, I wouldn't be able to do that because I'm a hoser. YAY!
We neeeeed to do "Little Sister" for our music video. It would be SO secks'd up. I'd omgasm all over it and Estepp would see it and be INSTANTLY converted. Hah!
Bisexual pride only gets half a rainbow. :falls over laughing:
Oh, and if anyone sees Eric, tell him that he'd better tie his shoelaces, bitch, cos he's fuckin' TRIPPIN'!! :laughs again:
Yesterday was the best day ever! I had a Power of the Pen tournament (regionals...same one that I bombed last year.) and I KICKED ASS! I got 4th place in the individual awards, the eighth grade team got 2nd, and we got 3rd in the sweepstakes. Not only that, but I got a "best-of-the-best" award for my "Back to Square One" story (which is a total piece of shit, but if the judges liked it, I'm not going to argue.), which includes publication in the '05 Book of Winners and a $50 savings bond (just write me a fzckin' check for fifty bucks, okay?), not to mention ultimate bragging rights.
I am happy!! Very much so! I am a happy egg.
Fwee.
Umm...that's pretty much it. Yeah.
Oh, wait, I made a kickass bondage necklace with some ribbon and a D-ring (offa my pimped-out shorts, yo.) and maybe I'll start selling them. Neato.
And the new Queens of the Stone Age album pwns me so good it hrts. Rawr. It's teh secks.
That's it. Go out and buy "Lullabyes to Paralyze"...it secks'd me up.
--Experimental Prototype Community of Tomorrow/Every Person Comes Out Tired/Every Paycheck Comes on Thursday.
The next day was the designated Epcot day. Following the itinerary, we did Mission: SPACE and Test Track first, with minimal waiting. Everyone lurbed Mission: SPACE and I felt sick. It was fun the second time, though. Test Track was not running smoothly and broke down several times during the ride, first during the non-ABS/ABS comparasion, then in the heat chamber, and then in the corrosion chamber. Thank god they turned off the heat lamps and the acid nozzles...even though, secretly, it's not real acid. The corrosion chamber scares me. I get nightmares about it. And it smells weird.
After that, it was the regular Future World routine. Spaceship Earth, Energy Adventure, the works. Only this time, The Land and Wonders of Life were closed (The Land because of construction on Soarin', and Wonders of Life because nobody likes it except for me.).
Thennnn...World Showcase! We ate at Germany (the only thing they had for me there was a buttery soft pretzel) and got candy, rode the Maelstrom (hereafter referred to as the Nordstrom), saw Wonders of China (in Circle-Vision 360! A very overwhelming movie experience.), and oodled around the pyramid-place in Mexico.
Naptime at the hotel! Yaaay!
I think that night was the night we were scheduled to see the Spectromagic parade at the Magic Kingdom. We went back there in the evening and ate at the TOMORROWLAND TERRACE NOODLE STATION (the BEST counter-service restaurant at Disney)!! Whoot!
Then, we oodled at Main Street, and Alex was bugging me, and my fuse was growing ever shorter. By the end of the night, I was pretty pissed off. Alex got this neato toy that you spin and little LED lights blink in patterns to form words. Fun! Unfortunately, though, it's incredibly compicated. That added to the pissed-offness.
Thankfully, the parade brought me back up again. I swear, it is the most drug-induced thing at Dizzywhirled. Lights...music...little people in masks that look like Chucky...and the most random mish-mash of Disney characters. I loved it!
Exhuasted!
Sunday was Magic Kingdom day. The Magic Kingdom is, by far, the most popular park. Which is great fun for everyone.
We got up briiiight and early to run right into the Kingdom as soon as it opened. From there, I did the Space Mountain Mini Marathon, the mad dash to be one of the first people in line for Space Mountain. It's at one of the furthest-away points from Main Street, but not too far. Thankfully, my stamina mostly held up and I ended up thirteenth in line (I counted. Don't judge me.).
We decided that, because of the crowd levels, we'd be strictly following the Unofficial Guide itinerary. It worked like a dream. We got to ride most everything without a wait, and nothing we really wanted to do was left undone. Neato! And I got a hawt Pirates of the Caribbean shirt.
'Twas indeed magical, but the most magical thing happened when I was sitting outside Auntie Gravity's Galactic Goodies in Tomorrowland, eating pile of quickly melting soft serve.
A mysterious voice: Hi there!
...A mysterious voice again: Take a picture with me, please?
Me: (internal monologue) Where the hell is that voice coming from? It's probably that "take your picture and get your face stuck on a poster" thing in Auntie Gravity's.
A mysterious voice: Where are you from?
Me: (looking around) Why are all those people crowded around a trash can?
(the trash can moves)
Me: Gee whilikers! Mom (external, silly), lookit that trash can!
Trash Can: Hi! My name is Push. (to a group of little kids that are eagerly following it).
Me: There must be a midget inside or something.
...
Me: I gotta see that trash can.
(Push moves, with a mob of kids behind him. The kids are all pushing on his lid to see if there's anyone inside, but there's nothing but trash. He likes trash.)
Push: (to a shy little kid) Hi! What's your name?
Kid: (carefully pulls out a Fastpass and throws it away...in Push)
Push: Aww, thanks. I like Fastpasses.
...
Push: (wheeling around to me) Hi! I'm Push!...I like your shoelaces, they match your belt.
Me: Aw, thanks. Can I give you a hug?
Push: Sure!...Oh (noticing Mom with a camera), wanna take a picture?
Me: Yeah! (picture is taken) Thanks!
Push: Thank you! What was your name again?
Me: It's Jennifer.
Push: Okay, seeyah, Jennifer!
I lurbed Push! He was so cute! Later, my mom cleverly found out where Push got his voice. A man with a messenger bag, dressed in civilian clothes, was standing just outside the crowd around Push and talking into a small microphone. How weird! How neato!
After that, we met up with Dad, who had been playing golf all day. We got in line for Stitch's Great Escape (our first real wait) after getting Fastpasses for the other new headliner attraction, Mickey's Philharmagic. Stitch was a replacement for Alien Encounter, a very freaky and unDisneylike attraction, so my mom said. I regret not seeing it, even though I woulda pissed my pants and cried when the alien sat on my shoulder harness (yes, they harness you in. for a nonmoving attraction. It definitely adds to the fear) and bit off some guy's head and the blood dripped on me.
I was getting fairly apprehensive throughout the preshow...I scare easily...I didn't know what to expect. Needless to say, I was quaking with fear when I was strapped down into one of the EXTRORDINARILY uncomfortable seats and Stitch (apparently, a Level 3 criminal in the galactic prison system) was teleported into the center of the room. Just as they were about to do a DNA scan...
The attraction broke down. The show stopped, Stitch disappeared, the lights came on, the harnesses released.
I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. I was NOT ready for Stitch to breathe down my neck, thankyouverymuch. We all sat there for awhile, not knowing what to do, and Dad saved the day by going outside and asking a cast member what was up. Turns out, they had no idea that the ride was broken down. Ah well. We were issued re-entry passes so we wouldn't have to wait in line again (glory hallelujah! I was not up for another forty-five minute wait.), and we all went to Philharmagic.
Philharmagic was excellent. The absolute latest in 3-D movie technology. Complete with dancing brooms!
Thennn...we went back to Stitch, which was up and running. Turns out it was fairly tame, nothing like its predecessor. Stitch, obviously, exits his containment pod and runs around the audience. With the help of unnecessary comments from the speakers in your headrest (they can lose those, I think), Stitch bounces on your harness (how cute!), steals a chili dog (and makes the whole room smell like chili shit. It makes me wanna puke even now), and sneezes and spits on you. Then you exit through the gift shop and laugh.
Stitch is actually kind of scary. Why do people think he's cute? He's an alien with sharp teeth that destroys things. FREAKY!!
I forget what happened from there. Oh, no, wait...we went to the TTC via monorail (for the first time in years. We've never needed to, really, not since our very first trip.) and ate at Epicotl. Dad and Alejandro had crappy crap at the Electric Umbrella (in the unlikely event that I refer to it later on, it will be known as the 'Brella) while Mom and I had some excellent Moroccan fare at the Tangierine Cafe. Fun!
Exhausted! Went to sleep! Yay!
(stopping for now, will continue the adventures tomorrow. Stay tuned, kiddies! Me and my parentheses will return.)
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