MmMm....Tasty.....

For the past two days, I was with my Aunt....Linda, and her two children...Um...We'll call them.Jarrett, and ur....Jen! Jarrett, Jen, Linda, and her husband......Alfred! There we go. So, we(Mother, Father, Sibling, and I) went to their campsite on Sunday... To do Christmas. -checks calander- It's July?! No way! I didn't know that! Jeez, really, we don't live close enough...they live across the bridge from us, granted, but still...We have lives! -Sort of-
So, we piled the presents into the van, and drove an hour and a half or so and made it to Dirty Tree Campsite. We get there, and pile in, do hugs and 'I-haven't-seen-you-in-a-year' remarks, before we all finally settle in. The first thing I hear is "I'm gonna do your hair!" I whip around to see 8-year-old Jen with a brush and spray in her hand. "Humor the 8 year old," my aunt says. I sigh, and look toward Sibling, who is silently snickering at me, and then all of a sudden, Alfred says "We're going to the pool!"
Well, Jen, and Jarret(grew tired of the other 't') throw on their bathing suits, and are out the door. I hope you all know how much I love swimming. And if you read that wrong, add dripping sarcasm, and reread it. We walked to the little pol, where I wore my craptasmic capris-swim-pants, and top because I enjoy being sickly pale...Although, Sunscreen and I are old enemies... So, I didn't wear any. Don't fear, I don't think I got burnt, although I probably did. So, I 'humored' the eight year old, and the ten year old fora good two hours before Father says to me, "are you wearing sunscreen?" I shake my head, he tells me to get some, and then I'm swimming in it.
Forget that! So, with my sunscreened body, I sat on the pool chair. See, I can be 'Water-Proof'. So, Jarret walked over, and sat next to me on the other lounge chair. And thus came, the talking. Can't I relax in silence? Apparantly not. He spoke of his trip to Disney, and I nodded, not remembering what I did during my trip. So, I humored him some more, with little facts I had made up. And then something glorious happened...Alfred got up, and said "Let's go make dinner."
So, we left the pool, and 'chilled' in the trailer...It's nice inside that little bugger, all cool, and mostly bug free. So, the feast was made, and I ate outside. When I was done, I heard clicking on my chair. Guess what it was. Wrong!It was a brush. Jen was right behind me, "I'm gonna do your hair." I shrug, and humor her...again, for the seventh time.
Then all of a sudden, I'm in a van being whised away to WalMart to buy clothes to change into for tomorrow, and clothes to sleep in for tonight. I'm sleeping over...Lovely..I can do it again, right? They'll get quieter, right? Then..Mother and Father left...along with Alfred....
WRONG! I slept in the top bunk...They slept on the bottom bunk, and argued, and fought, and pulled my blanket, and whined, and drove me crazy. And every time somebody walked passed their room, I'd wake up, because there is no door. I have a problem with being watched when I sleep. I can't. When somebody passes, ragardless of how tired I am, my body wakes me up until the person is gone, and then I fall back to sleep. Well, Linda walked back and forth all night, scolding Jarret and Jen...Then, around 6 in the morning, squirrels played on the roof of the trailer....For a good hour and a half...Then, after I got back to slee at 7:30, an hour and a half later, and 9, Sibling wakes me up to tell me King of the Hill was on. I thanked her, waited till she left, and went back to sleep.
I was up, dressed, and out of bed at 9:30.
Lucky me.
We went to the pool at noon-ish. Sibling, and the chil'en went right into the water, I stepped in, swam to the 9 foot part, climbed out, and within five minutes of getting there was on a lounge chair in the shade. Jarret was 'the Kraken' from Pirates of the Caribbean, and Jen wouldn't stop shrieking Siblings name to pull her back to the wall. Jarret would periodically get out of the water-with a noddle, mind you- and fling his noodle bearing arms about, splashing the Spanish speaking sunbathers beside me. I told him to stop, and go play in the water. He responded, "Kraken needs blood! Need to suck blood!" So, I told him mine was bitter, and full of iron. That I've tasted it in my mixed drinks. He then, stuck the end of the noodle to my arm, and sucked-like a straw-from the other end. I stared at him, he finally got the hint, and leaped back into the pool.
Yay.....
"I'm the Kraken! But I'm sort of like Dracula too...I'm....Krakula!"-Jarret
"I'm gonna show you Krakula,"-Sibling...She makes me smile...the nitwit....
After the pool adventure, we had lunch, where Jen screamed about wanting two hotdogs, but that we needed to save one for Jarret...So, she cried in her little room for a while, and then came out, ate a hotdog, and then we played cards. Then she did my hair...Again...For the twelth time....I smiled, and moved myself outside, to sit on an awesome black whicker hanging chair they had on the tree. That was fun, just staring at the trees that surrounded the place.
Then I looked at my arms. I thought I had the plague for a few moments!
Red splotched mosquito bites all over my elbows and legs. I never get bitten....These mosquitos just didn't know that my blood is bitter..Oh well, tough for them....I hope they get indegestion from the bits of blood they got from me though, especcailly the bugger that got my ankles. I should've squished it....I should've found him...Felt 'im, and squished him...Saving the world one mosquito at a time, while they come back by the millions!
And now I'm back home, after being driven home as if on fire.
Linda drives like a beast. We seriously got home within a half hour. Leaving Jen enough time to open the presents we forgot to bring up, her to annoy Greta, my poor, gimpy little dog, and totally freak out my cat. Wanted to snap her neck when she picked the cat up by her back legs. Touch my cat, are you insane? Jeez, I don't go around proding your animals to the point you want to go around punching infants, do I? No!
So, while Jen annoyed the dog, I did the dishes, see, I kept my hands busy, I'm so clever. I did the dishes the whole time they were there, eating our chicken....and rice....and wasting dog treats.....Money doesn't grow on trees, dear.
So, they left, and I realized that i am a very intolerate person. Oh well, I'm loved for who I am, and who I can tolerate. I just hope my tolerance builds up, otherwise I'm going to grow up miserable....
And I won't tolerate being miserable.


Quote of the Day:
Jen:Yeah, my mom's a lunch lady...
Sibling:My Mom's a nurse....My Dad's a lunchlady.
Everyone:-laughter-
Me:Dad's a chef....
Sibling:Lunchlady.

Peace or Annihilation...

Didn't know what I wanted to call this one, so I just picked a line of the song I was listening to. Good song, it's by 'A Perfect Circle'.....The lead singer also sang for Tool, and was the bass player in TexAns.....but that's all I know....Last name is Keenan..or something like that, I don't remember all that well.
So, after I finally got myself back to sleep at 11 o'clock this morning, Sibling comes into the room...I think she thought I was already awake, becuase I was staring right at her, but, in fact, whenever someone opens the door to my room, I wake up. I don't know why, it just works out that way. So, she pokes me, and smiles, and says, "how would like a real job? Like, a job job." I stare at her, and then the clock, wondering why I am in a conversation before noon, and then I answer, "no." She looks at me for a second, and shrugs off my sincerity, beofre continuing. "Becuase the ice cream shack is looking for ice cream scooper people..." "no." "Why not?" "Becuase I don't want to work there." "But they're hiring...." "I don't want to work there...." "But they're.." "Hiring..yes....Thank you for telling me....I appreciate it, I really do..But you see, scooping ice cream has nothing to do with what I want out of my life.....Thanks anyway for the info...." She stared at me, slightly aghast at my full sentences for a while, and then leaves, speaking about gum, and the like.
Yes, Good Morning, Jereality....Do You Want A Job?


No....

I Believe In My Foot...I Pray To It Every Morning...

Sibling and I went running around our town's little, smelly lake this afternoon....Around one-ish.....Becuase with her doing Tennis, she wants to be fit, and healthy and all that mubo jumbo, so, in order to keep her to her schedule, I went with her..Becuase if she went alone, she would've walked around twice, and then came home....Besides, I like to walk with 'er.... Anyway....You're probably wondering what's gotten into my head about the whole 'title' thing..Well....

While walking (we decided to walk around the curvy parts), we were approached by this guy in an orange shirt. The second we neared him, I made a mental note of all possible escape routes, followed by what Sibling and I could do to get him out of our way so we could run away...Once we get two feet from him, he holds out his hand and says 'Hi, I'm Jim'. Sibling and I stare at him, a confused look mirroring both our faces. 'Do you know God is looking out for you?' he says. 'What're your names?' he continues. 'Jen', I say...'Sue' Sibling says...Yeah, like we're giving our name to a stranger.....

ANyway, he talks with us about God fora few seconds and makes us pray...and then leaves...It was bizarre...A drive-by-Jehova's-witness type dealy....Very weird. So, when he totally disappeared, Sibling and I were still walking along, and I switch the song on my nifty little iPod to my collection of Disney from System of a Down...which I had been listening to while we were listening to Jim....Funny, eh?

And all of a sudden, I go, "I should've said I prayed to Ra.....Or Buddah...I face North, or West or something, and pray toward my temple every ten hours...and I fast...." "every seven days, and pray to little golden statues!" Sibling finishes, a big grin on her face. I laugh, and nod, and we continue like this, tlaking of all the different Egyptian gods, and other religious figures until I pass a dead mouse....wherein the subject turns to how hungry were are, and when the lasagna will be done.....

All in all...it was a very unevenful day.......

The Good...The Bad...The Upsetting...My Last Three Days...

Alrighty! I haven't been online in three days! I've been cramed in Sibling's room, rotting my eyes out from the television as we played The Sims 2.....Granted, it's a great game, but when you don't want the job you've got, and it's what's paying the bills....You gotta keep it....And my character's goal in life is to be popular! Yay me! I've got a job that takes me from my little abode at 10am, and let's me come back home at 1 am......What horrible hours.....You can't talk with people who are 'to-be' friends, if I've got nine hours home, and I spend them sleeping....Oh well......When I get promoted again I suppose the hours will be a tad bit better, with better pay......Anyway! I'm going to tell you what else I've been doing, starting with Monday....

Monday, July 10^th, 2006

I woke up early today, at 10:30-ish, and got up, and dressed, and all squeaky clean, and then waited.....When I was done waiting for 11:15, Mother and I hopped into the van...What? No, we really hopped...Like a skip..but with both feet.....Anyway, we hopped into the Van, drove ourselves to WaWa, picked up three sodas...Code Red, Mountain Dew, and a Root Beer....and ran back to the van to pick up Sibling from Tennis. I don't know why she joined...It's all running about with a stick trying to hit a ball....in the sun! I'm nbot a big fan of the sun.....which is why I practically always have time to post on my lovely blog here. Anyway, we picked up Sibling, and drove to the Movie Theater. Guess what we went and saw....Nope, you're wrong, we went to see Pirates of the Caribbean:Dead Man's Chest. We had gotten our tickets Sunday night, so we were able to bypass the line that really wasn't even there.
I guess everyone went to see it the first day it came out, becuase there was about 12 people in theater 4 on the 10^th.... Including Mother, Sibling and I. And my review of the movie...It was great! Jack Sparrow's entrance was great, as it has been thus far into the 2/3 Pirate movies he's been in. Lots of twists in the movie, and a few characters I never thought I'd see again popped up....And for all the Orlando Bloom fans out there who haven't seen it yet, you get to see his back....Yeah, that's it....He's going to get some spiffy scars to mar up that tiny little body of his. All in all, the movie was great, a little less fabulous than the first, but in no way, shape, or form did it suffer the acursed 'Sequel Failure Syndrome'.

Tuesday, July 11^th, 2006

On Tuesday, I did something great. I woke up early, and played The Sims 2! From 12am....to 11pm.........Around 6 pm, Siling turned to me and said, 'Hey...your eyes are red.' I turned to her, then looked at the tv, and had my character drink the smoothie he had made for her character. Lots o' fun there.....But no, I lied...from 11-12 I cleaned....The living room, and the kitchen, I made them spotless....And only then, did I play the Sims 2 with Sibling until 11 pm.....Apparantly, I've got an addiction.....Pssh....

Wednesday....Oh wait...That's today...........

Today, I woke up around 8, brushed my teeth, and went back to bed. When I finally went back to sleep, and was grading a social studies paper I had been cheating on, Father called and woke me up. 'What are you doing asleep in the middle of the day during th summer?' he asks me. I look at the clock...2:39 pm.....I frown, and in my mind I'm thinking 'becuase....it's the summer....' Oh well.....I hung up, then woke up....had some oodles of noodles for lunch, and watched an episode of Danny Phantom...I love that show...It makes me laugh...

Now, to the title of this post...

The Good:
Pirates of the Caribbean.......It's a pretty awesome flick..go take a gander....

The Bad:
In the shower this morning, while I was soaping up my hair, I realized I could see perfectly...Idiot..You kept your glasses on! I think to myself....So, just to check, I fling my soapy hand to my eyes....I was wrong. My glasses were on the desk in my room......You know, Vive kind of burns your eyes after three seconds of contact....I don't recomend anyone try that....

The Upsetting:
A buddy of mine died....So, I dedicate this post to Charlie Brown......He was a clown, that Charlie Brown.....Now, my trips to my Mall won't be as fun without him there......You will be missed, Mr. Brown!

Sims 2....

Alright, Sibling and I walked to FYE this afternoon, and picked up The Sims 2, for PS@, and while I was waiting for my character to come home from work, she says to me....

Quote of the Day:
Sibling:It is close to home you to becoming.
Me:-instant laughter-
Sibling:-confused- -rethinks-
Both:-laughter-

And so, the day comes to a close.....

Well, no, it really doesn't, becuase I plan to stay awake until tomorrow morning, and then get myself to sleep. Becuase not only will I grow bored of staring at the celing, and it's past my little 'summer-curfew', I will not be tired at all. For you see, I had a cup of iced tea. Good stuff, that.
Anyway, I went to 'Where's-our-Logic-At?'s party today. Got 'er a shirt, Inu Yasha. An anime we both enjoy. And then I went 'deep' in our card. Which, I sort of did...I told her something like 'even though we've got our differences, I'm glad we can still be friends' Which is true, I'm realy happy we can still be friends, becuase I really don't know what I'd do with myself if I didn't have someone to argue over trivial things with.....She's my argue buddy! But really, I've known her almost my whole life, and would be really, very upset should I discontinue our friendship like a bad sports magazine.
Not that I think our friendship is like a craptasmic magazine, it was just a comaprison...a bad one...Ignore that, pretend I never wrote it. Ther enow, we're all one big happy blog-family again, aren't we?
Yes, yes of course we are.
So, at this party, I had a Pina Colada. It was very good, although some sips did taste like 'tooth-pick'. Like, that wood taste you get from a bad toothpick....Oh well...It was good anyway. Onyx had a Margarita...I think there was some Jack Daniel's Lemon in there....although I was told profuelsy that it was a virgin drink...I think KT might've accidently switched up the 'adult' drinks with the 'underage' drinks....Oh well, it tasted good anyway....
All in all, it was a very nice day....

Quote of the Day:
(while listening to Disney's 'Don't Come Out Of Thin Air', from Aladdin 2 or 3)
Onyx:....obviously aladdin did not come out of thin air
maybe thick air
or heavy air
or reproductive air
but not THIN air i assure you
Me:-laughter-

Run, Spot..Run......

Go Spot! Go!

Quote of the Day:
Onyx:Jick and Dane had a dog named Spot!
Me:-silence-
Onyx: Did I just say 'Jick and Dane?'
Me:-nods-
Both:-laughter-

Hm..Mild Problems At The Throathold Of Myself...

Remember last night, when I was posting, and I stopped and took a sip of water from a Mountain Dew bottle? No? You sould, I did. So, I took a sip, and felt a chunk of plastic from the bottle 'woops' slip down my throat. So I think to myself, 'Oh, shit...I'm eating plastic...Not good....' So then I stop thinking, and get back to my sort-of-life, and role play, or go back to whatever it was that I was doing.
This morning I woke up, and realized, my throat hurts....why?- OH NO! The PLASTIC!! So, I told mother, and she said 'Oh, you scratched your throat.' And I think to myself...No, Mother, I did not..I can feel the plastic in my throat... So I tell her, "but I can feel it..."
"Take Motrin, and if it gets better, you scratched it."
It didn't get better.....it bothers me when I swallow, so that means eating is out of the question. Deep breathing...no, none of that..I must breathe through my nose.....Which is generally stuffy in the morning becuase I like to sleep in below freezing temperatures. So, between 5-9 in the morning, I will have to hold my breath......Or breathe slowly...or whistle through my nose whilst I breathe...No matter......
Stupid Mountain Dew bottle.....I blame...who do I blame? Hm....Ben and Jerry! It's their fault I got so thirsty, and took a ip of water! Damn you Ben and Jerry!!

By the way, kudos on the ice cream, it's stupendous.....

Fourth of July!

Ba BOOM!

Happy fourth of July everyone. This is me being patriotic! A blog post...There's my patriotism. That, and a few little get-togethers with Father, and his Friends. Lots of fun. I can hear fireworks out my window, and can see them past the snarly tree in my across the way neighbors yard. I hate that tree....Oh well, I wish I had a tree..I had a tree when I was littler, then the people who own the are awhere I live decided it was a hazard, and chopped it down. Did they consult with me first? No! No matter, this day is about how our country became independant.
Much grats America!
Anyway, I saw fireworks in person, not through my bedroom window, yesterday, as mentioned in the Mild Confusion post. In a place where Father's freinds live. Anyway, that was alot of fun...What else shall I tell you?

Honestly, I don't know. I suppose I should tell you I saw Da Vinci Code on Sunday. That was a really good movie. I especially liked the parts where there was no sound, due to the lightning storm outside the theatre. No matter...It only happened twice. In the one scene when-girl- Sophia put Robert's tracker in the soap, till a little before the druggy in the park. And once again when they go down into the basement place where Miss Magdaline is supposed to be in the church....

It was a good movie, I give it a 7/10, becuase they skipped a few things... Like how there were two criptexes...and the reason why Sophie didn't talk to her grandfather anymore......Unless I may have missed that part...I dunno, I had to go to the bathroom....I never have to go to the bathroom during movies...But instead of a medium soda, I slip a large with Father, and sat the cup next to me, so every four secondsanother sip of Diet Coke...I'm an addict...I should get on that......
Yeah, so that's my last couple of days. Enjoy the sulfer induced fire sprays everyone!


Quote of the Day
-In the van on the way to Barnes&Nobles-
Mother:Yeah, my friend goes to that Church.
Me:Uh huh..-chews on bisquit- -spits out gum-
Mother:Yeah, they have a program...Addictions Victorious.
Me:-blank 'wtf' stare-
Mother:I know, that's like..the addictions winning......-
Both:-laughter-

Mild Confusion

Hammer:Hey hey
Me:Hiya
Hammer:so whats new?
Me:nuffin much
Me:got back from fireworks a couple minutes ago
Hammer:was today the fourth?
Hammer:!!!!!!!!
Me:no, 3rd.......dumbass
Hammer:No, just playing too many video games.

eBay

Well, it's a weird Al spoof on the backstreet boys' 'I want it that way'....So, the people at eBay decided to use it for a talent show....Personally, I like the guy in the gold shirt......You'll see 'im eventually....

But, what bothers me, is the woman in the front of the stage...I don't think she's wearing any pants......

Hammer, don't not believe me this time...

I've got sun burn!!!!!!

This is why I don't go outside, this is why I don't go and 'sub-bathe'....So, at the party the other day, I followed my little group into the sidewalk, and layed out for a while. I felt my skin kind of..you know, tighten....Yeah, I was baking.....Way to think of that now..A whole day after the incident. Oh well, so now I can feel this hot skin on my shoulders, back and cheeks... When it all clears away, the red, pinky skin, I might have a tan....You never know, one really can't go from sickly pale, to 'sn-kissed' in one painful sunburn...Can they?

Chatty-Box

Look! Scroll all the way down to the bottom of the page! That is for all of you to talk with me...Because I'm so interesting...And stuff like that. You know I am, don't deny it! Anyway, I thought I ought to tell you all that I went 'sun-bathing' today. My deathly-sick pale skin is now...RED! I've told people time, and time again, I don't tan, I burn..I don't sweat I simmer...I'm very copmlex.....As if you all didn't know that already.....Aren't you glad you know me? I'm just so interesting, and talking about myself again...I should stop that.....Oh well.
Went to a par-tae today. A band from Prison played, they're not that bad either...Rise to Fall Again. Catchy name, I like it alot. Where's Your Logic At, and myself had a fight the other night, and we're best friends again. I know you all were so worried that I'd be sucked into a lonely hole of black oblivian, but fear not! I'm good now.
And I do believe I've run out of things to say...So, I'll leave you with my quote....

Quote of the Day:
Sibling: And at the party, I asked Twigg if he had anymore M&Ms, and he said 'No...my dad ate 'em'. And I was like 'Uuhhhh!' And I whined, and then I was like.....What was I like? Oh yeah! 'But at the birthday party they were everywhere! Like..Growing offa trees! M&M Trees! Filled with bowls of the chocolaty goodnesss!!
Me:-blank stare- -looks around the gym-

Peculiar...

Well, I had something funny to type to you all, and I had stickie-noted it to my hat, becuase I always keep funny things in/on my head..So, naturally.....Anyway, I left my abode, and came back to find somebody has taken my purple stickie-note. The culprit not only had to unpeal 'the sticke' from the hat, but had to overlook the stickie that read' DOn't Touch', and bypass a couple layers of tape that kept it firm to my hat. Very unhappy I am, yes, very unhappy. BUt I think I remember the funny......
-shrugs-


Quote of the Day
Me:I sent you that!
Onyx:I see you remember our nightly encounters
Me:-perverted mind revs up-
Both:-laughter-

Unsatifactory

Onyx:my peanuts have a satisfaction garuntee
Me:...........
Onyx: it says.."if you're not satisfied, we'll happily refund your money."

-brief silence-

Onyx: i think i will eat the package, and then complain..."i am not satisfied with this product." "why?" "Because the canister is empty."

Me:-laughter-

Oh Dear God!!

Alrighty, so Mother had a wedding to go to, and I was the only one left at home. Seeing as though Sibling, and Father had a job to do with Mr. Chefman. So, we decided, at one o'clock to search for the shawl that goes with the dress Mother is wearing to the wedding. Lovely dress, I would know...it's mine. And it looks even better with the shawl. So, I decided, 'hey, it's in Siblngs room, I'm gonna go and check the closet.'
I walked down the hall, Panic! at the Disco in my ears, and I can honestly tell you, the second I opened her door it was like an Orchestra started. Not the soothing kind either. During the scary parts of a movie, you get the violens playing this screaching sound....That. That's the sound I heard as I opened her door. Although, the noise was in my head, and I braved the venture on into Sibling's room. With a great sigh I type this...Alright, its not a sigh, it's more of a shudder, but that's okay.
I was walking on the floor with no socks on, a common thing in one's own home, right? Crunching met my ears....crunching...on carpet?! I sighed, and made my way to the closet, stepping over the mound of clothes piled up to my waist, and opened the door. Well, I searched on the hangers...on the floor.....I found nothing on the floor except two dress shirts, a skirt...and some snarly socks....and other bottom of the world items. Well, when I didn't come right back with the shawl, Mother decided to come help me...When all of a sudden. Raaagghhh!!! Hell opened up, and Mother and I ended up carting four body-sized bags of trash/garbage/clothes-no-human-would-ever want and ol, crusty art supplies.
It was 2:04 when we stopped 'cleaning' Sibling's room, and Mother's ride was going to come and pick her up at 2:15-ish. Well, she got ready, breathing fire about Sibling's room....I agreed with her, not only becuase it was wise, but it was true....As frightening as it was....So, I'm not allowed home on Thursday, because she and Sibling are going to play in her room......So..It'll be a bad day....
Unfortunatly, Mother did find the shawl either.......

Quote of the Day:
Mother(About Sibling's Room): Yeah Muck 'n' Fuss, it's like Hiroshima in there!

Prison is Over!

At least for the summer...So, what's that? Two months...? Oh well, that's two months of sleeping tll noon, and not waking up at 5:40-something every morning; which, in fact, will be a bit of a blessing in my case....It's not like a actuallly sleep during the night anyway. So, I got my teacher's to sign my silly year book, that was fun...What else, I saw Sibling graduate to become fresh meat within the Prison walls, in a sense of a new title...Or rather, a title in general.

It feels good to be out of Prison, but yet, I still feel as if I'm missing something. I'm not exactly thrilled that I'm out..I'm kind of indifferent, or rather, apathetic.....about the whole situation. And that's the part that bothers me. No matter, I'll get over it. I always do.

Well, today is the day of the summer solstice....I may have spelled that wrong...Oh well, another 'pfft' moment in the life of myself. ^_^ ALrighty, I think I'm going to go and watch Bleach now, it's a jap. anime........With English subtitles....It'll be on adult swim, cartoon network sometime in the fall.....So...I'll be watching it then too....

Ta,
Jereality

Finals in Prison

Alrighty, you know hose tests I was talking about a couple of posts ago? Well, I took my last one this morning at the crack of dawn.....ALright, so it was like, 8 something, but it's close enough. So, The Hammer didn't show.....At all, he thought it was the final AFTER homeroom. He was mistaken. Silly boy...Anyway, lots of funny things happened today, it's a shame I don't remember alot of them, otherwise I'd have you all wetting your lovely computer chairs. SPeaking of computer chairs, I rolled over Father's foot last night with mine......
Oh yeah! I had to play for the graduation tonight, and one of our three valedictorians....He delivered a lovely speech, and in it....He talked to a sock. Not just any sock, but the wisest in the world. Sockrates! Get it? Socrates...Sockrates...It's a little play on...the...spelling.........Nevermind. To let you all know, the two blisters in between my big toe, and...second toe are greeted with a new friend..I call him John, another blister.....from a different pair of shoes.....It makes me sad that I get all these damn blisers, it's not cool at all.
And now i tihnk I'm going to go watch some Hell's Kitchen, becuase I missed last nights...I taped it for Father, since he wasn't home. Oh, and i highly recommend you guys to pick up 'A Fever You Can't Sweat Out', by Panic! at the Disco It's really good, and I'm not just saying that....I actually mean it.....

Ta ta,
-Jereality

Father's Day Shoppin'

Alrighty, Father's Day tomorrow! Who's ready! We are! As of thirty minutes ago! Just got back from the mall wih Sibling, and Mother...

We went out for a father's day present, and spent over three hundred dollars! Forty of which we used on Father.....Is that bad? Mother, Sibling and I got tickets to go to the movies...We saw The Lake House. It was very cute...although one shouldn't bring intelectuals to see it should they delve into the topic of how the movie is impossible should she give any information. I'm not giving any spoilers away, but I will tell you all I had the whole movie plotted out in my mind the second the movie started.
Before the movie, we went to the Olive Garden....Had the Tour of Italy.....Always a tasty treat..Then a Black Tie Mouse Cake for desert...And then the movies....And then we went home for a second, and then went to the mall. I got two shirts, and a pair of sleep-pants....a coffee drink....Sibling got a few shirts, a pair of pants, as well as Mother...Oh, and we got Father two-three shirts, and two pairs of shorts..Happy Father's Day, Daddy!

But I shall recap for you......Nay, I will give you some facts that Mother and Sibling, and myself did after the movies.....Fun stuff, it was. Anyway, in the abadoned parking lot of Bradless or whatever the building once was... Mother let me drive the van around. Lots of fun that was, apparantly, I can park rather well, I can back up..that's called 'Reverse' But don't worry, don't barracade your children and loved ones indoors, and off of the sidewalks just yet...I didn't go above 14 mph, so you're all safe....As long as you're out of the parking lots.... -insert evil grin here-

After that, during our excursion in the Mall, well, during our wait in the line of Sears Mother, Sibling, lady waiting to be scanned, and I listened to a rather unattractive man mutter on about boxes....here's how it went....

Unattractive Man:Do you have boxes?
Frightened Clerk Teen:No, we've only got them during the Christmasy season.
Unattractive Man:Well, I need a box. I can't just give the shirt in a bag. I need a box.
Frightened Clerk Teen:Sir, I-
Unattractive Man:I need a box, you can't give a present in a box. This is a department store, they're suposed to have boxes.
Me:-stares at tall stack of colorful gift boxes-
Unattractive Man continues:I need a white gift box...You know what, you know what? I need a refund. I have to walk, all the way to Penny's now, they're a real department store, they've got boxes.
Frightened Clerk Teen:-gives refund- Next.
Unnatractive Man:-walks away, leaving his gay shirt behind on the counter.
Mother:Do you have white gift boxes?
Frightened Clerk Teen:-blank stare-

Lovely story, eh? I thought so..........

-Ta,
Jereality

Yay Nature&Stupid Ideas!!![/sarcasm]

Alrighty, so, I volenteered to walk Sibling home from Prison, I was off today...So, I decide to leave my abode at 11 _AM to make it there by 12....Well, since she and I walked from the Ice Cream Shack yesturday, I had a blister on each heel...So, I decided to wear flip-flops. Lovely invention for the summer. Well, I'm walking down 'Scare-Away' road, and I realize I'm more than ³/₄ of the way there...So, I then decided to flip flop my way down Seller's street.....up and down...Easy walk in my flip flops. I stopped occasionally to ix my foot in the left flop, but other then that I went at a less than leisurly pace around The 'Bon.
It was very peaceful on my walk, which made me wish I had a good camera to take pictures of what I saw, while listening to the soft sounds of birds, and wind through the leaves. I took all the nature in under a large tree in front of somebody's house, seriously contemplating knocking on their door and telling them how lovely I thought their tree was...But I didn't, and I continued my walk. My foot kinda hurts... I thought to myself as I came upon Prison, nearing the 12 o'clock mark. Not a problem, I sat down across from the school, and waited for her to exit.
It was all fun and games; went to WaWa, got myself one of the milkshakes from the machine.....Sang along with Jason Mraz, Drowning Pool, and Green Day with Sibling, Book-Sock Feet, and The Baron's little sister. The two other kiddies left, leaving Sibling and I.....when I come to the realization I've been walking for over three hours in flip flops. I sat on the small wall of a Church, and look between my big toe, and the 'pointer' toe......I swear to you, I saw a whole other universe...A place where death regns, and skin is un-needed! That's right...BLISTER! The foot that hurt alot during the walk wasn't the problem though, that blister hadn't popped, nor had it tore the skin around it...The Deciever, I'm calling it, my right foot....IT BURNS! I'm telling you, never, never walk three miles in flip flops. I had to ask Sibling to switch shoes with me...
And she did, after I mumbled 'Shit' under my breath after I saw the universe.....She mumbled too, and gave me her shoes...I gave her the cursed flip flops, and we continued our way to the Acme....
Once done, we crossed Nichols Kid, and went home, to our abode where I type this to you now. I sit quietly, and unmoving, my one foot resting carefully on the chair on which I sit, and the other on the base of the computer desk, resting on the arch.
Oh yes, and walking up the stairs....There's only 13 steps, and each one made me feel as if I was walking on burning glass.....Not fun I tell you.....

Not Fun At All

Woops...

Hey guys..Sorry I haven't posted much lately....There are this big tests at Prison, and I need to study like a villain....So, I won't be posting everday for the next..........until Tuesday-ish....

Then I'll try and make you all laugh......Because really, I do try........



























_{Sort of...}

Aw Man.....

Yes guys, I'm still sick. I mentioned before that I hate being sick, but now I sick it got worse. Because not only can I not breathe out of my nose, but now my throat hurts, so it hurts to breathe through my mouth. It's like my body doesn't want me to breathe at all.
So, as I'm trying to breathe, I still have to go to Prison at the cracks before dawn. So, I went, and then went through the rest of my day.....It was nothing much important I don't tihnk...But in case something happened thatI don't remember I won't say that it was all unimportant. So, I won't.

Quote of the Day:
(-talking about disecting Cats in next years Anatamy Class-)
C.C:Yeah, they probably just go around finding dead cats
Onyx&Me:-laughter-
C.C:-laughs-
Me:Run by the crick, pickin' up bodies....
C.C:Yeah, 'Dry it off.' 'By sir, it's dead-' 'Dry it off!
-laughter-

Proof

Here is some proof that Dane Cook is a funny SOB...

Once Again....

I seem to be sick. I hate being sick. In truth, I've been sick for a year and a half....A constant cold, if you will...And you better! So yes, not only do I have this cold, but I've been infected with what is probably Post Nasal Drip....Which is obnoxious all in itself. So, I'm walking through Prison, trying to breathe...and just getting a sinking feeling in my lungs.....where the oxygen should go.




Stupid Oxygen.......

Matter of Factly...

It was 22.6 miles..Not twenty-five, like I thought. Mother came with us too, which was a bit of a shock, since she doesn't really like bike riding. No matter, we all went, and when we got up there, through the other side of the mountain..It began to rain! So, we rode the little bus up the side of the mountain, the group of kids, all probably 12-14 maybe, all horrified as the bus bumped its way through the narrow roads.

Their questions:_{(Father and my answers....we whispered them ^.^)}

Will we get hurt?
_Gravely

What if we get lost?
_{We leave you to fend off the 'puh-nemonia'}

We have to speed up going down?
_{blank stares}

Then they'd always say 'Oh-ma gawd'. It wasn't even oh my, it was oh-ma....Like Ohmaha, without the last 'ha'. Funny to listen to. ANyway, Sibling and I rode in the front the most, talking about people, and annoying things, and how we liked the harder rain over the soft, mist like things they called 'drops'. Only becuase the misty stuff stuck to my glasses, and the harder stuff kind of made it easier to see, and easier to accomplish our goal of reaching the 'Ohmagawds'. We went on the 22.6 mile trail, they did the 15-something...They get a seven mile head start....Needless to say(although I will anyway) we didn't catch up to them.
Oh well, I guess it wasn't that big a deal. Afterward, when we got finished our ride, our stomachs began to eat the lining, and through our skin, so we decided it'd be best if we ate. So, we went back to the 'Home Base' of this place, and Sibling and myself got Chicken Tenders.....-snicker-.....And boy, were they tasty. They weren't dry, and cold, but oh so tender, and tasty.

And, I figured out what I wanted to tell you all yesterday! Mother, Sibling, and I were driving, and we saw...a liscense plate that read.......

Quote Of The Yesterday:
OTHRWMN
...other woman......
Pretty ballsy, eh?

X-Men3&Father'sBirthday&Other Stuff...

Today was the day marking the birth of my father......No, not Christmas, you silly goose's.....Anyway, I made him a pie last night, with Onyx....Actually...She talked to the Baron, and I made pie...Pecan Pie...Urm....Special Pecan Pie....No, I didn't forget to add the butter I 'left' to stew in the microwave four hours after the pie was cooling in the fridge! How rude of you to ask.......I almost had a small heart attack...Sibling comes home, and pops open the Mic. and walks out with a filmy glass container, and immidiatly my heart lurches, and my hands go over my mouth.
But it all ended well. I made a low-fat pie that tasted the same...Apparantly butter isn't a key ingrediant...yay! Father enjoyed his gifts of chef pants, a couple shirts..a golfball that fell in the pie I got from Baltimore...and.........oh, a golf lesson thingy.

So, while Father went to go to work at four, mother,sibling and I went to the movies and watched X-Men3....The Final Stand....If you haven't watched it yet, scroll down to the next break in my words, I'm adding Spoilers. What I want to know is, why the movie was called 'The Final Stand' if Charles is still alive.......How in the hell did that happen? Their leader is still alive...And what? Did they just waste all that rock making such a lovely gravestone for him.......Really, Xavier, you shouldn't play with people's emotions like that.....Angel is ripped though. Boy howdie.....I could just stare at the screen for an hour, and not get bored......UNtil I did, then I'd fastforward a bit to Hugh Jackman, who, in fact, made it at the top of the credits. Not Jean Grey, not Charles Xavier, but Hugh Jackman! Go Wolverine! God, he's so tasty....And then there was the very end with Mystique as a nurse-hand or something........I'm so glad she got a job after her 'incident'. Ah! And the woman in the car on the bridge! Magneto turns around, and she locks her door........He just moved the fricken bridge, and she locks the door......Funny stuff.

This is the break you're supposed to start reading again.....Should you have not read the blurbs up there...

And other stuff......I think there is stuff to say here, but I don't recall what those particular blurbs were about...I'm sure I'll remember later......Add them into my post tomorrow or whenever I decide to post next..Which will either be tomorrow after our 25 mile bike ride, or Monday, after Prison......


Elizabeth+There will come a moment when you have the chance to do the right thing.


Jack+I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.
-Struck me as Funny...Pirates of the Caribean Trailor....-

Quote Of The Day

On the way home from Storage we were running low on feul.....Low not 20 miles...Low 4 miles to empty...

Me: -as we make a turn away from the gas station- We're not getting gas?
Father: What? Do you want me to jetison across the median?
Me:-mumbles- Yeah....

Memorial Day

In the US there is a Holiday called Memorial Day. It's to commemorate all of those that faught for us in any war. Well, like any American family, we have a barbeque. Lots of fun, BBQ's...... The fun, the people, the outside-ness......



It's a pity I'm intolerant of those things. I don't like people, and I have a severe problem with the sun. I don't get tan...I burn...To a crisp..... It's gets really bad, even with just three hours of 'in the sun contact'.

Don't get me wrong, I like my neighbors alot, and their friends...But some people I can't spend three minutes in the same room with, without wanting to leap over something and stab them with plastic forks......

I should work on this rage........I should go hit something...That'd be cool.......

Yep, that was my Memorial Day though.....Outside, Food, and People.....

Fun![/sarcasm]

Braveheart&Kaboom!

Father and I are watching Braveheart right now, at 8:39PM Sunday night. And all of a sudden the scene changed, and I'm watching a bonfire, and a bunch of bagpipe music.


Quote Of The Day:
Me: What're they doing?
Father: Saying 'good-bye'

Young William:What are they doin'?
Uncle:They're Saying good-bye.

Me: I coulda just waited!
Father+I:-laughter-

Other:
On a commercial for CSI...
Nerd: ....I could fake my own death, and then CSI'd come, and say 'I can figure this out'. And I'd just pop up and say 'Kaboom! I'm not even dead! Crime's on you!'

O.U's

I've been bad over the last few days, not posting at all since Thursday. I'm mildly sorry about that. every time I come onto the laptop, I think to myself, 'I should really get onto that posting thing'. And then poof, something happens in the real qorld, and I forget. Sorry about that.

Anyway, last night, Mother and I went out. Yep, no Sibling, because she's with her obnoxious friend in the cape's of May, and Father had to work with a Man and his initial. So, it was just mother and I....
In fact, our day didn't start at the usual hour either...seeing as she woke up at 4....and my mind wakes up at 6. So, we sat at my abode, and watched some movie about an african tribe, russians, and a chick from London who tries to save her father from said natives. Well, it is now seven o'clock, and we are waiting to see if Ignosi will become king of the natives, when all of a sudden Bam!! it changes to a completely different show..... It spliced into some other show 'Fine Living' or something stupid like that....Mother and I are just staring at the tv with shocked expressions, because not only is this a different show, it's the middle of a different show.
Talk about your co-planer television specials, eh?
So, we decided to go out.
"We're did you go?!" you ask, as you begin to foam at the mouth with all of the excitement. Well, I say to you first, "Calm down. You're going to get your rabies on the keyboard."
Mother and I took a trip down to a new restaurant Fishbone.....no...Bonefish Grill. Yes, that's the one. And as mother was going to find a parking spot, I walked into the restaurant through the swivel door_{(I love swivel doors...The big round ones.....with the turny thing inside...Lots o' fun)} so, I walked in and got a little 'buz-me-when-there's-a-table' thing, and mother and i travelled across the street to the bookstore where we read for twenty-five minutes. We walked back, and went into the restaurant to ask how much longer, when all of a sudden this woman looks at me and says, "Michelle?"
I stare at her, and look behind me, but no, sure enough, she's staring straight at me, calling me Michelle. I probably looked confused as she spoke, and I shook my head.
"You have a twin!" she exclaimed, to my nodding head. She looks at the man across from her, and says, "Doesn't she look like Michelle? Even their eye frame is the same!" The guy looks at me, and pulls one of those "Oh dear god, I'm sorry" faces, as he nods, and continues eating.
Crazy woman......................
So, we sat in the corner bench, and lo-and-behold, another blog-worthy person. As I'm sitting, I turn to see a mullet! I look the figure over, he seems to be in his late thirties...wearing a class ring, and black and red moon boots. Granted, I liked the boots, but still.....
So, we get seated and we notice that the tablecloth is made of paper.....Very clever when cleaning up from fish splatter. So, mom pulls out a pen, and we draw all over the table-paper. Play 'the-dot-game', and I drew a little demon guy, and then we wrote all over it.
Next, we took our garlic breath to the van, and chewed gum on our way to the mall, blaring Jason Mraz(he's good..Ya'll should look him up). So, we walk around the mall, and we seem some Unfortunate Outfits, as Mother likes to call them. You know what I'm talking about, even if you've never heard of them by name. The outfits that run small, but the larger of the population are convinced they fit in them, and still look good.....Well, we saw several of them, and eventually I said, "Mother, it's another U.O." She looks at me confused, and I say, "Unfortunate Outfit." She laughs hysterically as we make our way to the rest of the mall.
A phone rings, and mother and I hear a voice that sounds as if a little too much helium has been sucked. Granted, we are a nice people, us-the relatives of myself. But when we hear, or see something that can be made fun of, we don't hesitate. We're sarcastic, sardonic....And a bunch of others, but we heard this guy speak....And once we were out of earshot, I said in his voice, and conversation. "What's up?" And mother instantly snapped back, "my voice!"
And we laughed our way back home.
Ah, good times.
And now, I think I am going to go...I may post later tonight, I am not sure as of yet our plans for the day. They might just be interesting enough to relive while typing.
Ta.

Quotes from The Past Couple Days

Class Discussion...About Pancakes....
Chem-Man:Well, if the bunson burners went out, we'd have pancake dough...
Me:I can make pancake dough......In fact, I did...And it had a hard, blackened exterior....

Talk About House The Episdoe Where Some Guys Eye Falls Out
Where's Your Logic: Yeah, and the guys walks up to a nurse, and stares right at her. -Laughter- He looks right at her with his face, and goes, 'There's a piece of gum stuck to the floor...You might wanna get on that.'
Group: -laughter-

A Discussion On Role Playing Online
Skeddles: What to RP?
Me:Dunno...I have to go to bed at ten though....
SKeddles:Damnations.


Nothing much has happened in the past couple of days, nothing much to 'report' on....Except that I'm getting further in the book I mentioned a couple weeks ago. You all are going to have to look high and low for it if you don't know my name already....



Ta.

Play On Words

It's A Taco Party!

_{And You'll Fry If You Want To.}

New Posts Via E-Mail??

Alright, I don't know if this will work...but we shall see. I was looking through the setting I've got on Jereality, and I realized that I really loved the picture of the guy hitting himself on the keyboard. So, when I found I instinctly wanted to find I way to get rid of the stick figures stuck in the paper picture.....Unfortunatly I couldn't find the link thing in the layout of the blog setting, but I did find something else. Some 'thing' with e-mail, and blog posting...I don't know how well this will work, but if it does work out, I may have an easier way of posting whilst on my crappy AOL browser!


Apparantly, it doesn't work for me...Because I'm not as 'tech-computer-blogspot savvey' as I thought I was....Stupid over-acheivemnt knocking me over again!

Quote Of The Day:
Sibling: You don't believe in ghosts?
Me: It depends on my mood.
Sibling: Did you learn anything?
Me: I did a whole report on them, and got a B....
Sibling: So, do you believe in ghosts? I do, I think their living around us, you know?
Me: -look of dissapointment- They're dead...
Sibling: -silence-

Over The Hedge

Alrighty, in lieu of going over to 'talks-with-her-hands', I decided to go to the movies with Mother, and Sibling. We went to see Over The Hedge, a cartoon-comedy....Lots of big stars are in it, and the casting is rather splendid. Anyway, I thought it was a great movie..I laughed..I laughed some more, and then we left. It was a good little racoon meets unsuspecting group of gatherers, and tries to take advantage story.....it was good.....

I think that's it....Really nothing else i have to say. I'm in the mood to write my little story...It's a shame really, when I attempt to get it published you all will have to look really hard for it...Because I refuse to give out any information pertaining to myself....Too bad for you guys, eh?

-Ta.....
^.-

Teenage Dirtbag

It's a good song, what can I say...It's by Wheatus....Crazy bunch of guys...

Anyway, about my day:

Went to prison and took a test in Chem....That was the sound of a heavy sigh, and the shaking of a dissapointed head. I can already tell that I bombed it...I mean, the vocab..I studied it the night before, and still didn't understand it. No matter, it's Chemistry..I'm never going to need it. But that's okay world, you can all think that I'm just as good in Chem as I am at blogging ^.-

After Prison, I went home...I may have taken a nap......No, I didn't..I read Anthem by Ayn...something....I don't remeber her name, but it was a good story. I was only suposed to read the first chapter to see if I really wanted to continue with this book...And it turns out I liked it so much that I really couldn't put it down. It's about a Utopia, and a free-thinker....and all of his 'evil-acts'...It's pretty good.....

I just got home from the Choir Concert at Prison...Sibling was in it.....Making it all the more interesting, watching the faces she'd absentmindedly make as she sings....Lots of fun to watch. Directly after the show, the school held an Art Show..Well, it's more like it was during the choir concert, but that's okay. Anyway, turns out Onyx is a good artist....But I already knew that...And Baron! Oh my gosh! He did an acrylics painting on canvas called...Oh dear........Look into the mind....or something like that, I was really looking at the picture...Sorry Baron....(He's linked on the side bar.....)

And that was my day.................-sigh-
What a day.....

Quote Of The Day
Father:Yeah, his clip on tie was crooked..Then the nitwit broke it! A piece bounced off the stage...He looked like a drunk.
Sibling&I:-laughter-
Father: Anudder Maag-grad-ita fer da ladee
Sibling and I:-more laughter-

Once Again....

Alrighty, do you remember when I did the review on 'The Pop Shop'?
Well, it's been the 'new place' for three weeks in a row....Every Wednesday, Sibling, Mother, Father, and I go to dinner with my Grandmother...And every week for the past three weeks, in been The Pop Shop....I don't know about you, but the place doesn't strike me as 'homey' as 'Webers' is. I practically grew up in Webers....I know the owner, the waiters, and waitress'...I know nothing about The Pop Shop, and once again, tonight we went......And once again, I wasn't satisified......Apparantly, I'm growing a subconscious resentment towards the restaurant....In which my body physically, and mentally no longer wishes to be inside the building within three minutes....
How upsetting......

Quote Of The Day:
Gram'om: Yeah, they wanted to know if I was redoing the kitchen too...Said they had China in they're kitchen and didn't want it to smash.
Me: You mean 'Made In'
-group laughter-

Snip, Snip....And Gargoyles....

I got my hairs cut yesturday. And I say 'hairs' becuase I cut all of them, not just one. Six inches off of my head....It's very interesting to have shoulder length hair. And it bothers me becuase I've got that 'newly-cut-tip' thing on the bottom of each strand that periodically stab the back of my neck, and make me itch. But hey, it looks alot better in my hair than it did when it was long, I tell you what.

Nothing too interesting happened today, went to Prison, came home, finished watching a movie..Took a nap...

Oh my gosh! Have any of you actually heard of Gargoyles?? It's an awesome movie! Disney, and Beauna Vista...It's called 'Gargoyles-The Movie:The Heroes Awaken.
Here's what it's about....

Scotland, 994A.D. The inhabitants of a medieval caslte are protected from ruthless invaders by a mysterious race of powerful, and noble creatures. Stone by day, alive by nigh...they are the Gargoyles, led by the mighty Goliath and the beautiful Demona. However, the uneasy alliance between the humans and the Gargoyles is soon betrayed-and the Gargoyles are put under a spell for 1,000 years. But by whom?
Manhatten, 1994. One by one, a small clan of surviving Gargoyles finally awakens-only to find their castle resting atop a New York skyscraper owned by the wealthy industrialist, David Xanatos. Xanatos wants to recover valuables stolen by commandos. But after 1,000 years can humans be trusted?
This thrilling edge-of-your-seat adventue is packed with..blah blah blah,,,,,

I got the movie when I was four years old, in '94, in the Shop Rite by my Aunt's house...I'll give you pictures of the Gargoyles....Becuase they're so awesome!

This is Goliath, he's the leader and only action figure I have in the room with me.The others are in the attic in a box....Upsetting, I know, but you'll get over it, I'm sure. Goliath is a big, strong, brave gargoyle with a temper also....-sigh-


This is Broadway...He's the largest of the Gargoyles, and there becuase he's cool......Broadway is a young, friendly gargoyle who likes to eat, amd enjoys detective movies. He pretends sometimes to be braver than he is, and has a secret romantic side.


Beware! Bronx! The attack 'dog' gargoyle! He can't glide like the other guys, but he can climb up walls like they can......


This is Lexington, my second favorite Gargoyle, next to Goliath.... Lexington is the youngest of the gargoyles, and the only one with web-like wings. He's immature, curious, and good at mechanical and electronic things.


This would be Brooklyn..He named Bronx, the 'watch dog'.... Brooklyn is a young, cynical gargoyle who gets to say a lot of the best wisecracks in the show. He argues with his rookery brothers Lexington and Broadway.


Hudson is the oldest of the clan, and its former leader. He's a wise, experienced gargoyle who lost sight in one eye long ago, but seems to have compensated well enough (or at least he doesn't crash into buildings when he flies, and he can fight well enough even with it). Because he's so old, Hudson would rather stay behind and watch television than go out on patrol, but when needed he will venture out with the gargyles' "guard dog" Bronx and help in a fight....And what's funny about him, is that even though all the Gargoyles are from Scotland, he's the only one with an accent.......



And this is Demona...The filthy garogyle that broke Goliath's heart...Made him cry in the movie...A tear...But it counts.....It made me sad too, becuase he's so awesome.....I don't like her much....And what's different about her is that she doesn't turn to stone when the sun rises, she becomes-get this- a human! Shyeah, I'm not as shocked as you are, becuase I used to find Gargoyles on TV and watch it.....

Yup, that's them, my childhood guardians...Had a bad dream, I'd make Goliath appear in my mind's eye, and protect me from any 'creepy crawly' that might be snooping around in my room....

Mother's Day!

Wooo! Yay mother's all around the world! And if you don't say 'Happy Mother's Day!' to your mother, let me tell you a couple things...
1. She let you live inside her for 9 or so months....
2.Not only did she have to deal with you for nine months of pain, she had to put up with you through your teens!

Alright, that's only two things, I'm sure you all can add to my little tiny list, or you can just agree quietly to what I've got.

Today, for my mother, I cleaned the living room, and the kitchen. Made it very nice, and fresh smelling with the help of febreeze, and swiffer wet(now dry)...And a good ol' broom. Well, after I cleaned...all by myself....I went and did my laundry.....Aw, man! I still have another load to do!...Anyway, after I did the laundry, I took Sibling, and made her come with me to a nifty place called 'Deserts by Design'. Did I think that the day of the week happened to be a Sunday? Or that it was Mother's Day for..everyone? Nope..Totally slipped my mind. It was closed.....So, we walked to Acme, and bought Key Lime Pie mix..Because Mother, in the car yesturday with me, said she could 'do with a Key Lime Pie.'
So, I made her a pie, and Sibling took it out of the pan, and decorated it, and then we gave it to Mother. She was happy to see it, and gave hugs. Lots o' fun there. Next, Sibling made dinner, which was rather tasty...meatballs, sausage and penne pasta in red sauce...I love pasta.....
But that's besides the point....We've still got cards, and gifts to give her....I think this is the best we've done all 16 years I've been alive.....I'm so clever.....


Happy Mother's Day!

In My Grill.....

Well, I've been over Markis and Suzie's house for over some hours, and let me tell you, it is a fun ass part-ay! We ate there, burgers(made by me), and hot dogs(made in a factory), all grilled by Markis on his grill.......After dinner, we played Mario cart Brothers on his whatever gamestation that is. It's fun, being here.....I'm still here, at 10 o'clock-ish. I should be home a half hour ago. But hey, we live next door, so it doesn't really matter. I've run out of things to say.....So I'll leave you with these quotes.

Quotes Of The Day:
Markis: Those damn Jerealitiy's, stealin' our dog again!
-Good ol' Klaus jumped our fence......Dumbass dog......-

Suzie:Watch the coffee, I need to check on 'sibling'
Me:Alright, everything'll be okay now. The coffee is comin' everything'll be fine. Never fear!

Alright, it's time for me to figure out...I forgot what I was gonna say.....DAMNIT!
Ta.......
Um...Yeah....
G'Night.....

Liquid Nitrogen

Do you all remember when I was talking about how much I hated Chemistry? that was in an Honors class. I couldn't handle the honors-ness of it all, and moved myself to a College Prep course. Well, today in Prison, we played wit Liquid Nitrogen. Let me tell you, that stuff is fun!! It's 210 degrees below zero...So cold, it feels hot! Isn't that awesome!
Anyway, Mr. Chem-Man threw some onto the floor, and frozen dust bunnies zoomed at us....We froze a banana in it..THen used said banana to nail an actual nail into a piece of wood! And it worked! Then he turned around and shattered the banana on his desk, but that's besides the point. Next, we stuck a rose in there, and it came out all pretty, and then we smashed it to pieces...Like it was ice! We threw them away, and moved to something a little more interesting....A bouncy ball! Oh yeah, we froze it....Went into the hallway, and threw it against a wall! It exploded into, like, 5 or six pieces.....I got one! I might take a picture....I might not....You never know....I say alot of things I'll never carry out.....I leave it up to you to figure out what'll actually happen....
^.-
Ta!

What was I going to say??

I don't remember, but damn, it was some funny stuff......What was it now.......
Unfortunatly, I don't remember...But it turns out my G-Mom that lives in the mountains is doing fine after the surgery I forgot to tell you all about. Oh well, now you know.
OH YEAH! I remember now!

Quote Of The Day:
Some Woman: Yep, a lifesaver a day is one pound a year.
Father:-whispers to me- Why don't we just shoot ourselves now.

I suppose it was a 'had-to-be-there' moment, but I dunno, some of you might actually read it correctly, and realize the funny inside those couple words.....
Alrighty..
Ta for now....
^.-

Hola Disease...

I don't know what I've got...but it sucks. I had to leave Prison early, I had to sleep from 8 till three...Granted, it was a lovely nap, and I had a stupendous dream which I will let you all read....But I missed a whole day of 'fun-filled learning'. I don't do that, and now I feel worse. I feel all stuffy, feverish, dizzy and kind of nausious....It's so not fun.....
Oh, and not to worry, my self inflicted cut on my elbow is almost all healed up, and the ticks from yesterday were Dog Ticks and don't carry Lymes...So, you'll continue to get random bursts of funny from me....

My Dream!!
In the begining it was me, running away from some girl with red hair. Well, I tripped in my parents store, and she grabbed a pair of scissers, and cut my throat.Well, my parents found me and drug me through the store, my blood...which looked like watered down tomato sauce...staining the tile. I woke up in the hospital, and was all 'oh my god! I'm missing school!' So, three days later as my neck is healing-she didn't kill me...yay-I decide to go to a nightly school function.
It is clearly not our Prison becuase there is an awesome stage where the outside lunch tables are....It was so cool. So, it's about 6 at night..dusk-ish, and I'm walking toward the A building entrance(school looks the same..the building) and I see this giant table sitting before the stairs. Mike, and Tre' are standing closest to the stairs, and I see BJ sitting under the table, laughing like a child...Mike has blue hair, and Tre's was green, and they're laughing too.....BJ puts his finger to his lips, and I walk inside so as not to ruin whatever his plan is.
Needless to say, I miss the original Green Day out burst, and go out of the school when they're on the stage. So, I watch the show from a randomly placed 6 foot long brick wall. When the show is over, I hold on, and the wall moves...Along with a car in front of me, and a couple lawn chairs behind me. So, the car, my chunk of wall, and these lawn chairs drive through town, and I find a necklace. So, I put it on, and hop back onto my wall and go back to the concert place.
Everyone is gone, except for some guy in a beigey coat in the first row, looking at the guys cleaning up from the concert. Well, I want to show him my necklace, so I walk up to him, and smile, and say 'Hi Johnny'. Need I saw that it's Johnny Depp....See how lovely this dream was...Anyway, I show him my necklace, and he grabs to see it better, but his fingers brush up against my healing neck wound. I cry out, and he looks upset, and gives me a hug. I pull away, and say, 'this is probably a dream, isn't it?' and he nods, and smiles 'Most likely.' then he gives me a hug again and then my phone rang....
-the end-
it was a lovely dream

Ticks Suck

Alright, my family and Markis and Suzita went to the Cape May shore. It was great, saw birds, poked a dead turtle, found a half crushed shell of a horseshoe crab. It was all fine and dandy too. Father, Mother, Siblingg and I crawled into a large WW2 bunker on the beach that said 'Keep Off', and we took a picture on it, then crawled all the way into it. I tripped over a sign, and Father got attacked by a pigeon.....Lots of fun there.....

Then we were done, and we got in the car....TICKS! OH DEAR GOD! THE TICKS! ELEVEN! Six of them found on Sibling, 4 on me, and one on Markis. I've been so paranoid for hours....Those fricken little bugs, I hate them! Man, they're scary too...They make you think of death.....and itchy skin....

Quote of the Day:
Onyx:Why didn't you just hit 'Speaker Phone'?
Me:-annoyed- BECUASSE MY PHONE DOESN'T ACQUIESE WITH THAT FUNCTION!!

The Notebook

Wow. That's pretty much it. I generally don't cry during sappy/romance-y movies, let alone, watch them. But I've heard lots of good things about The Notebook, and they were true. It was very cute. Perhaps it's becuase I usually place myself in one of the tragedy-afflicted person's shoes. And I did, which was probably a mistake during this movie.
I'm not a crier at all, I usually bottle those things up, but as I lay in my bed, watching these two people meet each other, and fall in love over the course of a summer...I really felt for them...Granted, it's a fictional story, but it atually made me think of all the decisions people make that could change their life dramatically.
So, guys, if any of you read this little blog, this is the best 'cuddle-up' movie for you to choose. It tugs at heart-strings, and will make your girl tear up, and cry.It was only, like, four tears throughout the whole movie for me, but then again, I don't cry with movies, so, four is a 'gasp' number for me.
So, I'm giving The Notebook 5/5 Stars...Good Job Nicholas Sparks, props to you for letting your book become a movie and making me cry.

*My Obsession With theme Music....

Alright guys, you may not know this about me yet, but I am a strange person. And, strange people have peculiar habits, mine, of course, are talking and blogging..Oh, and bopping to the music in my mind. And for the past couple of months, it's been Mario Music...I don't own the game, I don't own a Nintendo 64..I own a PS2.....but alas, no Mario! It's very depressing really, my love for the squat Italian guy in red overalls...., and his brother Luigi..in the green overalls.....But when they get the raccoon tail, their overalls turn white.......-sigh-
Anyway, I was just cruisin' Youtube.com when all of a sudden, I realize there are wackos like myself with the means to put the music I have grown to enjoy during Prison Classes on the interweb! Well, I looked up mario Brothers theme, and found this kid....At first, he plays the original song everyone knows with the sound of Mario/Luigi dying at the very end....BLINDFOLDED!!! I can't even...well, yeah, I can tie my shoes blindfolded..What cant't I do blindfolded? Write in cursive! I can't even do tat blindfolded _{(neatly, anyway....)}

Yeah, so, watch this kid......And notice the way he zooms across that funky piano of his......It's insane....ten minutes, and twenty-three seconds of pure Mario-isms! Rock On Piano Kid! Rock On!

The Pop Shop

Alrighty, I don't remember if I reviewed this place yet...If I did, read my old one, if not.......I don't know, I really don't want to review it again. Oh well, I will. It's a 50's-60's styled restaurant, with two giant pictures on the far wall. It's a comfy family restaurant, with friendly people. The owner, and his family circulate every couple hours, greeting people with a friendly air.
Tasty food....A page full of breakfasts that you can get any time of day, sandwhiches such as Santa Fe(a grilled chicken sandwhich on fracaccia bread....) and a Pop Shop Cheese Steak(pieces of chicken, carmalized onions, and mushrooms and your choice of cheese whiz, or provelone). Those are the only two sandwhiches I've had when I have gone there, but they were very tasty. Ice cream isn't bad.....But the Ice Cream Shack is a good spot too, but that's a different building, different town, and a different post.

Gay Little Joke:
How many psyciatrists does it take to change a light bulb?
Only one, but the light bulb must truely want to change.

Accidental Inflicted Pain

Alright, so last night, about 8-9 hours ago, I was in bed trying to go to sleep. I was having the usual 'dream' of me laying wide awake and waiting to fall asleep. Well, I turned over to face the wall when a burning sensation went across my elbow....the one that was hurting last night anyway. So I was like 'Hm, it's just a dream, so I won't have any more pain.'
I was wrong...Around 3 o'clock, I woke up to the cat, meowing in my ear to get out of the room. So, I moved, and hit my arm on the wall. Yes, I know, I'm so very graceful. Anyway, when I moved,I flinched, and looked at my elbow..seeing nothing I just shrugged it off, and let the cat out.
Well, this morning after my shower I noticed that there was blood on my wrist. So, I traced the trail up my arm to find a one inch cut an inch or two below the top of my wrist, on the back of my arm. So, it turns out that I had scraped my nail across my arm last night...Really hard, it's a deep wound for a nail, anyway. Perhaps I'll take a picture so you all can see what I mean...You never know, unless you do...Then you'll foresee wether or not I will post a picture. Ta for now, I don't know if I'll post later in the day, for it is 7 am right now.....So, I have to leave for Prison...Yep, ta for now.

Funniest Mom in America

What in god's name were they thinking? I'll give you a choice of which god you can ask, but there can only be one question.
Why?! Nick@Nite, why did you even create 'Search for the funniest mom in America'?
It's not a funny show...It's a bunch of mothers who think they're funny.......Have any of you ever watched the show? Have you? It frightens me, all the drama from a bunch of supposedly mature women who can't get along with each other. It's a waste of my brain cells. Why am I still watching it? I don't really know......I like to see people humiliate themselves I guess.....
On another note....my elbow hurts really badly. I hurt all over....follow the bone from the right shoulder to my left elbow, and it all hurts. It's very upsetting really, oh well.
A final blurb, I still think I should have my own tv show. That'd be awesome...I'm random enough, it'd be real reality...With the 'middle class', not those rock star, 'famous people's children running into trouble because they don't need to work for anything' shows....Just me, my friends, and our randomness.......But that'll never happen. You need money to have a show, and that'd take away the whole point of the middle class-ness of my idea....
Ta all!

I've Got A Paper!

It's in my back pocket. I wrote it in English, the one class in Prison that I don't mind at all. In fact, it's like the calming steps you take after a heavy workout. Time to chill, and talk about nothing in particular but stil getting the point across. It's pretty effective, this English Class of mine.
Apparantly, a whole sandwhich and all but 12 fries is too much to eat for my tummy box.Perhaps its the belt, perhaps not. I don't know, but man, I feel sick. Now, I'm all curled up on the couch, and listening to an old man in a yellow sweat talking about golf. It would seem, that this man won his first tournament 2 years before Father was born. Father is, at the moment, 41 and I'm assuming the man was at least 25 when he won this tournament, making the man at least 66, and he's still in good shape. He looks about 50-ish, not sixty-six.
His name is Jack Nikolaus, The Golden Bear.


Quote of the Day:
Onyx:The Holy Trinity...?
But you hit yourself four times!
-questioning look-
Me: Sealin' the deal?
-does Father, Son and Holy Ghost-

Oh For The Love Of Everything Holy!

Alrighty, apparantly, in the 4^th grade, I thought I'd be cool becoming Misty from Poke'mon. Well, I did it..and apparantly, we kept the bright, obnoxiously orange wig. Apparantly, I like the obnoxiously orange wig. And, I did actually wear it in public too. Sibling, and her friend The Baron's Sister, and myself walked to Acme with it atop my noggin. Oh the stares I could feel! It made me laugh inside, and out. Of course, whenever I turned around to see the people, they quickly turned their heads and occupied themselves so as not to appear 'rude'. No matter people, I don't mind....

On another matter, my shoulders hurt very badly. I don't know why, they just do. Damn shoulder blades. They(my arms) might be growing agian...That may mean I'm getting taller...Woo! Height!

You know what I just thought....What would happen if you went camping, and a mosquito just up and landed on your eye lid. Mind you, you're sleeping. And said bug went to stick its little needle into your eye skin...Do you think, since your eyelid is so thin, that the bug's shnoze would penetrate you eyelid, and go straight through to the eyeball itself. Furthermore, what would said bugger do once inside your eye? Suck out vision juice, and put blood in your eye? Would that give you bloodshot eyes, or would it give you a syst in your eye......

Please don't run away......It's just my mind spilling through my fingers, and onto this here keyboard. And finally coming out as letters, numbers and dots...Characters, if you will onto this site.

I hope you all know, that while I post on this blog, I'm adding to the high percentile of car-pull-tunnel. DId you all know that.I'll have to wear one of those obnoxious braces around my wrists.....That'd be very upsetting.....Thought you all might like to know.

And another little tid-bit, I dislike printers who decide not to work for me. Especially when they get jams, and I fix them, and they continue to spit nothing out but air.....Actually, it didn't do anything! It was very frusterating, really. Especially since I think Father needs the paper that is supposed to be printing out...TOMORROW! Oh well, it's working now, and that's all that really matters to my brain...My poor, poor brain....I think it needs help.......-sigh- My poor brain........and Heart......That one needs help too.....Too much anxious breathing for that little bugger to beat that fast......Alright, It's time for me to retire now, and listen to calm music.......Yeah

G'night, guys.....

Wait....What?! #3

Alrighty, guys....Have you ever just randomly mumbled soething while you and your friend are trying to sleep.......For instance, Onyx was sleeping over last night, and she was all 'Click!' And I'm trying to sleep and stuff, and all I can think about is what the hell Onyx means by 'Click!' I still don't know........Oh well.....

Level Three & My Pen

We had a Level five drill in Prison today. I lied. It was level Three...See, aren't those titles helpful? No...? You don't count any longer! ANYWAY! A level three drill is when the Prison has a lock down type of deal. All us little urchins get up from our lesson, and we hide.....Yeah, that's pretty much it....Very effective against people with weapons to shoot down the door, and pick us off one by one...What a lovely idea.....
On another note, Onyx, my partner in crime, stole my pen yet again. If you forget that post, it's on you because I don't remember when I actually posted the quote. Well, I got a ransom note this time...I'm letting you read it because I like you!

Hey Skanky, _{(That's me! ^.^)}
Should I hold you sh-stuff hostage? How about 1 Green Day pen for a Pheonix Down (or whatever) button. What? Trading is still very common. Personally, I'd love to get a sandwhich at lunch merely by trading them a calculater and a twisty spoon. But I guess that's just me.
I'm feeling a little...feverish. Like total blah. I feel like I want to just dunk my face into cold water. But I won't, wet hair after 3^rd period is inconvinient.

"Just like you!" She exclaimed after I read the note....Thanks Onyx, I love you too....Silly little goose, you.

Such lovely friends I have....Alrighty guys, that's about it...Here's your quote!

Quote Of The Day:
(During Our Level Three)
Onyx: I feel like we're playing hide and seek....
^{(As we're hiding along the wall......O.o)}
With a really retarded seeker.

Yeah, try hiding for your life while laughing at your silly friend. It's difficult, really, it is!

G'Bye Spring Break!

That's dissapointing...No more pretending to sleep until noon because no prison the next day. But...Well, there really are no 'buts' about it. That kinda stinks..No more happy fun time until the Week end, and Thursday night at nine....On The WB....For A show called Supernatural....I watch it with Father.....who will most likely check up on me to make sure I'm in bed right now....So, that means I must say my good byes to you as well....Ta ta!

I'm Back!

This is the part where you all greet me with open arms, and the like.
..............
That was a horrible welcome home. You guys suck. I didn't mean that, really. You can reclick that little button that'll take you back to my blog now....Good, you're back. Lovely. I went to Virginia. It was a great time, and I got back....two days ago. I forgot to get online...And then I had a job, yes a job, I'll get into that later-should I remember, and then a party...It was all very hectic.
My family drove on....I want to say Tuesday....No! It was Thursday. We drove to Virginia on Thursday, it was uneventful, lots of listening to music, and ignoring things. Saw some pretty cool accidents though. Once we got to the hotel....I think we chilled. Yeah, we went to Uno's, and ate dinner, and then went back to the hotel and went to sleep. Yay sleep!
Friday, my family had the idea of going to a Living Museum. It was pretty cool. A big room, with a bunch of nifty facts about rocks, and fossils. Another story was on Marine life, across the room were some more things about rocks. I crawled into a Sea Turtle Shell. Mind you, it's made of plastic, and empty...We got a picture....._*Turtle ^Turtle* Then we went to a Murder Mystery Dinner thing. It was pretty awesomtastic. 'Frankly Scarlett, you're dead', although, Scarlett doesn't die...It's her father...Scarlett does it though...She was a spy from the North...Set before the Civil War...Well, sort of During the Civil War. Her father found out, and all that fun stuff...But I've ruined the thing thus far, I'll let the rest of it be a bit of a surprise.
On Saturday.....We did something.....What did we do on Saturday......I don't know....we shall skip Saturday.
Next Day.....Sunday....What did we do on Sunday......Oh Yeah! Easter! We went to Busch Gardens on Easter! And it wasn't as packed as I thought it would be either, you know, everyone having the same idea that nobody would come to a theme park on Easter......Apparantly no one had received that memo I sent out...Oh well, I tried. Anyway, we spent the whole day at Busch Gardens. It was pretty awesome.
Monday! It fricken rained on Monday! We went to Williamsburg...IN THE RAIN! It was cold, and wet..and the people smelled badly....even the ones I knew had showers! Disgusting.....
Tuesday, it was great on Tuesday. We went to Jamestowne....That's how it was spelled. This is how it looked: Jamestowne. And they saw it 'Jaim-es-town' It was bizarre. But I got alot of great pictures I neglected to show Onyx today. Then we went back to WIlliamsburg when it wasn't raining...Got some cool pictures there......
And Wednesday we drove home............


Funny Things On The Trip That I Saw!:
(Damn, that was a long title)

On A Van: Ms. Carriers:Delivering Your Future!

Father:I haven't heard this song in years!
Sibling: It's a shame they brought it back.

Me: I swear! Those goggles came up to eat my nose! They were all, plastic! Suffication is fun! Try it!

Tour Person: And Jaim-es-town...
Me:What the deuce is Jaim-es-town....? Oh! Oh, you mean Jamestown! By the wuder and stuff, right?!


I'm sure there was alot more, I just don't remember.......
Ta!

Spring Break....

I'm going to be gone....For 5-6 days.....So, this would be the perfect time o break into my internet home, and rob me of my fine jewelery and such of those things like that.
HA! I dare you to understand that!
Alright, good bye, and have a happy Spring Break!



Quote of the Day:
Onyx:like...its totally a Macbeth thing but its one of those you dont think about it until it happens things
Me:(in my mind...'...........'...)
(online) Ah......
I love those

What....What the deuce!?

Me: Give me my pen!!....Are my hands cold?
Onyx: They're waxy...like death....Ha! You should write that down!
Me: I would....IF/I/HAD/A/PEN!!!!!

Ah yes....Chem..we learn to share........It's not fun...Regardless, I got my pen back....Yeah, so after that was over, Onyx wrote it down on a piece of paper and later that day, I left it on my desk....Very fortunate because I vaccumed, and any scrap of paper on the floor was sucked up into the Abyss that is 'The Sucker'.
Alright, Sibling, and Mother are in DC.....And I'm home with Father, at the moment, he's watching tv downstairs. Much fun. I'm sitting in my room, in the chair that an incredably gorgous guy was sitting in yesterday. It made me happy that we could talk about usual stuff, while waiting for my music to change itself to MP3 mode, rather than whatever mode it's on now.
So, we spoke, then he had to go home. He's 23....no chance, but it's nice to dream.


Me:-you got e-mail-
Skeddles:o.o''
Ho, shit.
From whom?
Me: Me..... ^_^

Yeah, AIM what a great invention....

Boiling Over

Your fingers are cold
As they wrap around my neck.
It's funny, though
You don't even realize what you're doing.
Everything is a joke,
Until you snap.
Then the anger boils over,
Scolding everything it touches.
I don't boil over.
The lid keeps tight on my soul,
my anger releasing itself
into the palms of my hands.
So go on,
Turn your burners all the way up.
I'll be there,
Getting Burned,
Cleaning Up Your mess
.....
Again

Achoo! And Hank....

I have just sneezed...Hence the title. Regardless, I'm sitting at my table..computer table...DESK! I'm sitting at my corner desk, and typing to you all...looking at the disgrace I like to call 'Homemade Iced Coffee', or Hank, for fun. So, I'm sitting over here, chewing on iced chunks of Hank, and wondering why he tastes really bad. And it dawns on me..All I did was dump the coffee in the belnder, and add ice. Did I think of adding sweetner, or milk...? No, I took my first sip, and nearly went blind for all the eye twitching. But, I fixed him..added Splenda_(c) and some milk, and was set. So now, Hank is depleted half way...with chunks of ice on top...Which is bizarre becuase I'd think the ice would sink...Apparantly, I was wrong.....Oh well......
Everytime I drink, I get big chunks of ice on the sides of my mouth....and if you all haven't noticed...Ice is kind of cold......yeah......
Well, I need to go and take some Happy Pills, for I feel a head ache coming on....
Ta!

:Quotes:

Sibling: Yeah, they're like children of the crop!

Me: You know, if the thing went that way then the thing thing the that way........ O.o

Man at Eye-Doctors: Yeah, I couldn't get the contact out. I've had them in for a while, and this one just wouldn't come out.
Me(softly): That's probably because you tried to pry t out with your feet, loser.

Me: Now would be the time for some ominous music to be playing.......

Me: You can't go out of order! You don't count 34,35,36, 38! 39! You can't skip volume 37!!!!

Me: But if you go that way then we go the way we came!! -looks like I understood what I said for a moment too-

Jakotsu: Two of the Band of Seven are already dead....That leaves four....
Renkotsu: Seven minus two is five.
-Inu Yasha, volume 35

Only Jesus....

Alright, every wednesday, I hang out with my grandmother, father, and sister...later joined by my mother for dinner at a Colonial Restaurant. Well, on the ride from our 'hang out' we were talking about the woman who had been dunked in a vat of perfume.....To the point the stink filled the room! We breathe, and we choke on this stuff! Here's our conversation::
Father: Man, that woman....I couldn't even breathe!
Gram'om: -about the car in front of us- C'mon, granpop, we need the air!
Me:I know, it was horrible!
Father: It's in my clothes....It's in my DNA!!!
-Insert Group Laughter Here-
Father:And then that other woman, she was talkin' to that short lady. I couldn't see the short one, I thought she was talking to her self! Or, having a full conversation with the air...It was probably Jesus! Like one of those people on the bus, 'Is anyone sitting here?' 'Only Jesus' -big grin- 'That's okay, I'll find another spot'
-More Group Laughter-


Lovely, wouldn't you say?

Childhood...

Well, it turns out that 'Talks with her hands' needed to do a paper for Chemistry....During feeding time in Prison, I smell this....waxy scent, and instantly get flashes of preschool, and kindergarten....What in god's name... I thought as I looked around the table, gasping as I saw what had created the scent.
Crayons! That smell was crayons, really bright, obnoxious colorful little buggers........They were alot of fun, perhaps I'll find some way to scan my paper on this thing, show you all my 'perdy' artwork.
Also, I'm trying to bring back words from the 80's.....Skoal, is an example of one such word......Skoal is a desriptive word, meaning cool....You see something you think is awesome, you say 'Man! That was so Skoal!' And so on.......Remember, you heard it here first!

Quote Of The Day:
Me: I Knew I smelled Childhood!

Dear,________

Dear, ________
Things Happen At My Home
I Don't Think You Care Enough To Ask Though.....
A Simple Electronic Buzz Filtering Your Mind
You Wish To Drag Me Into It Too
Bleeps, After Angry Bleep Follow Me Wherever I Happen To Be.
Bleeps From You.......
Telling Me You Feel Like Crap.....
...You've Had A Bad Day....
...You're Going To Cry.....
Only If I Do Not Join You......
Do You Care That I Do Not Want To Join?
A Simple Electronic System Does Not Intrest Me
Words Will Not Make Me Instantly Happy.....
Are You That Shallow?
To Have Such A Thing Rule Your Life?
My Companion Will Die Soon.....
Sooner Than I May Like.....
And All You Seem To Be Worried About Is Yourself.
I Do Not Have Time To Worry About My Own Life,
Let Alone Tend To Yours.
I Got To The Point Of Tears Last Night.....
Frustration....
.....Anger.....
...Hatred....
..........Fear.......
Fear For My Companion,
Fear For You Should I Turn To A Carefree Person....
Fear For My Well-Being.
It's Not Healthy To Keep This Anger Bottled Up....
It's Not Enough For Me To Write It Out, Either......
You Don't Realize That I Don't Care Wether Your Day Turned Out Badly.
I May Fake An "aw" Should You Complain To My Face
Inwardly Realizing How Pompous, And Egotystical You Are.
I'm Getting Tired Of It.
This Is Your Warning.

Little Urchin.....

Alright, I went to a Car Show the other day. Lots of fun, got home from school, quick ate something, and took of wit Dad, and his friend Dennis. So, after a couple miles we get stuck behind this little green car. A mother, and teen or something in the front seat, and a 6 or something yerar old in the back.....staring at us.....Yes, this little blonde boy, waving at the car...So, when a child turns around and makes eye contact......What does one do? Duh! Stick your tongue out at them! So, I did! It was great, he looked so shocked..and I'm all 'Yeah! I went there!' Hysterical. So, the window is rolled down slightly, and the kid waves out the window..All of a sudden *BOOM* The kid flips us off! He's six years old! And he flipped us off! Then he begins to spell things to us, making bizarre signs, and pointing to a dried bug carcass on the back window...All between his mother telling him to stop looking out the window.
Ah....Good Times.....

Situation of the Week

Alright, Father and I are driving home, can you picture it? We turn into the little circle, round some stupid cars, and become stuck behind some person who is obviously visiting another relative behind our sect of homes.
"How do you know it's a visitor, Jereality?" you may ask...well.....
As we turn to where the spots are, the person in front of us turns on a blinker.......Yep, a blinker. Father and I stare at the act of stupidity, and laugh as the woman pulls into the spot, and parks.

Father: "That's good, you're gonna want to make a right at big red truck, and come to a stop at the concrete poll."
Me: "If you hear a slight scraping, and the sound of your engine combusting, you've gone too far."

Umm....

These last couple of days have been rather uneventful, I think. Perhaps too much stress is put onto work that needs to be done, work I haven't yet done, or work that hasn't yet to come. It's all rather stressfull...

My arms have been hurting as of late...I don't know the actual reason why, but I think it's because of the ¹/₂ hour of Gym/Arobics I do Monday-Wednesday, and Friday......Really stressing out my body, actually...I think I need a break.....but, no breaks for me, because I have a band thing Saturday at an ungodly hour for a weekend, a party I'm looking forward to...an after party which may lead to me sleeping over Onyx's house through till Sunday.....and then a restart on scheduled life on Monday.....

Quote Of The Day:
Onyx: Perhaps I could help if I saw the Emperical table of Periodicles....
-laughs- What did I call it?!
Me: -writes it down-
Both: -laugh-

Movie Reviews

Over this weekend Mother, Sibling, and I have rented a few movies: The Island, A History of Violence, and one more.....what was it called? Oh yeah, Hide and Seek.

The Island:
I was impressed by what I saw. I was thinking originally, oh look, a boy meets girl, gets into danger, clones....a crappy island. Lovely. I was wrong...The movie was very good, very well played...although....Scarlett Johansen doesn't sound like a woman when she screams....tat's the only thing that bothered me.

A History of Violence:
It said 'Number One Movie Of The Year' on the box.....apparantly it was the only movie out that year. It ends with no talking..they're just sitting at a dinner table. No significance, nothing.....Viggo Mortenson must be thanking God for Lord of the Rings, and Hidalgo.

Hide and Seek:
Once again, this movie was awesome. I think I reviewed it before, I don't remember..regardless, it's an awesome suspensful movie...you all should watch it....

And That is all for my little movie review...enjoy your theater!

Nail Polish Fumes To My Head

Alrighty...It's been a couple of days..Unneventful, kind of funny, and angering days. One girl at school, thinks she knows things about my family, and wonders why I don't think highly of her.......That was the angering part...the funny was....is going to be your quote for the day! Lucky you all!
Went to a college fair the other day...it was really crowded. I was standing there, thinking to myself Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to steal your air! It was that crowded. It was insane...But, I got alot of information off of it...Really helpful stuff, those books....


Quote Of The Day:
(Brought to you by Father, myself, and Walmart)
Both:-walk into Walmart
Father:-turns to me, and whispers-
We Have Just Raised The IQ In This Place By 30% By Just Walking Through The Doors.
Me: -laughter-
Father: -Joins In-

Oh Look! A Penny!

Actually, it was a quarter, but that's irrelevent, the phrase makes for a good title, and it makes me smile....and frankly, that's all that matters right now.
Today, I went to the mall, got nothing accomplished there except a headache from small urchins who continued to scream at two birds to come 'fly at' them. And lunch....I accomplished the task of eating my lunch at the mall.
After the mall excursion, we(Mother, OnyxLunacy, and I) went to Barnes&Nobles...for reading! I love to read, to just sit there, and travel into someone else's reality or dream. It's pretty cool, to just take a quick glimpse into their minds by what they write. Albeit, I'm reading fiction....Regardless, Darren Shan's mind works smoothly. Each series I'm reading Cirque du Freak, and the newer one, Demonata, seem to be written to the fact their almost believable. Although, vampires, and werewolves aren't real.....unless you look a different direction...the direction I follow.
Anyway, after I finished the first book in the series it was time to leave. So, I ordered myself a Vanilla Bean Frappelatte thing..turned out to be pretty tasty. Regardless of the fact the making of my drink seemed to be a 'oh, wait..I suppose I should still be doing this' act. The woman who was making my drink was 'learning' how to make them...and was on the phone at the same time. She looked as if she could be classified as a 'skater', but I really didn't pay attention....Like Onyx said in her newer blog, she could be a character from a story.
We left the store, and dropped Onyx back home...where she had to leave again....and then Mother and I drove home, listening to music loudly, and talking about a cursed paper I have to write. And now, I'm sitting at my computer, staring at the moon through my spider web interiored window....so much for those screens, eh?
And I think I'll leave you with that.....Yes, I will.
Ta...._{for now}


Quote Of The Day:
Father: I want a cheese steak from Fresh works, and large fries.
Mother: You want a Fresh steak, and fries?
Father: Yeah A Fresh steak, and fries....

Just One'a Those Days

Did any of you ever have a day where you just wanted to sit there. Not sleep, but not be awake either? To feel neither anger, nor happiness. I feel that way right now...kind of indifferent to the world around me. I feel....different..not even satisfied, I don't know what I feel. I've given up.

It takes A Big Man To Cry....
It Takes A Bigger Man To Ask 'Why?'

Broken

Do I Scare You?
I Do Wonder...
Did I Wake You From Your Slumber?
You're Seep Sleep,
Filled With Dreams And Serenity.
Wandering Through Your Thoughts,
Keeping To Myself,
Yet,
Infecting Others.
It's Me
My Life
My Soul
Sucking The joy,
The Spirit Of Those Dreams.
But, Do Not Fear
For I Will Soon Disapear
swept Away Like A Fallen Glass
For I am Broken,
And Empty

Joe Hood

Alright....
Saw 2 and an ice cream: $8.68
Gas to get to Wawa from Blockbuster: $.98
Driving from Blockbuster to wawa to get your daughter ice cream because it wasn't in Blockbuster: Priceless
Life has many prices, but for wonderful, caring fathers....everyone but me is screwed.

Yeah, we rented Saw 2 tonight. It was awesome. Massive twist, like the first one. But, don't fret, that's all I'm going to say about the movie. On the way back from Wawa, we turned onto Nickle's Son, and watched this guy turn onto the street we were on. It's dark, the guy is in a piece of crap car, and he's got his hood on....three inches from his face. Father is staring, laughing the whole time, the guy's just watching him as he drives by. "Dad, did you see that guy?" I said....he's like "Yeah, it's a look." So we turned onto the Son, and dad lets go of the wheel, lifting his Jacket up over his head; like a hood. Sibling and I crack up after momentary 'holy-crap-we're-gonna-crash' panic, to watch dad gets stares from people in passing cars. "Yeah, that's right, I'm Joe Hood!"
So, we drive until we get to a Letter Road, and turn into it. Well, we're here, and stares are still going to father. So, I'm sitting in the seat next to him, my brown hat tilted to the side...and Dad's like.."why is it always Joe? Joe Cool, Joe Dirt, Joe Mama..." "Joe Hood!" I say.so, we laugh and see a group of 'hoodlums' crowded around a car. They instantly look up, and Father makes signs with his hands, ending up with a karate move. "That's right, be afraid. Fear Joe Hood!"
ANd that was the end of that.......He took down his hood as he drove home....
We were sitting on the couch, and mother comes down and goes into the kitchen to get her iced creameries. "Hey, hun, if the kids say anything about a hood, they're lying." "Joe Hood!" I say grinning, "see, stupid kids," he says...we all laugh and enjoy Saw 2......
Ta da!

Whatcha Gonna Do With All That Junk?

MW: Whatcha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?

Me:I'ma get get get get my trunk
Get my big trunk to the dump
The dump the dump the dump the dump the dump
The dump the dump the dump the lovely little dump
And recycle it

Tuesday-Today ^.^

On Tuesday, I was in the car...waiting to go to father's graduation. I had to move into the back seat of the van because not only was Mother driving sibling and I there, she was also driving our uncle, grandmother, and great aunt. A thing you should know about the two women, they are exactly the same, and exactly different. One will gripe on and on about how nothing is hot when there is clearly steam, the other will gripe about taxes. Each of them takes the other ofr a nitwit, and don't really like to spend time with each other. Well, we sat them in a car, and I listened to them talk about money collectors. For example, the Red Cross, and Blue Shiled, and the other really important one. My great Aunt talks about how a city is celebrating mardi gras all out, when there are people on the streets, sleeping in boxes. She turns around and goes, "I'm only giving money to the collectors in Maryland when I know that the money stays in Maryland." I stared at the back of her head for a few moments in disbelief. Finally shaking my head, and going back to punching Sibling in the arm.
After the graduation where Father was appointed Valedictorian, I received his square hat. That brings my quota up to four abserd hats. Perhaps I shall do a post about hats another time....

Wednesday came along after the Tuesday, and I had to half-ass my way through 75 note cards. I started with 14...and ended up with 61. That's all I could find on my topic, and all that applied to my thesis statement. Took me four hours to get all of those cards done, and all of my 10 sources read through. After that, I went to dinner with Grandmother, Father, Sibling, and Mother. A weekly event.

Today....today I believe was not all that eventful. I ran around the prison, deciding how much I truely hate the place. I felt like crap the entire day, a sick feeling in my stomach, and a constant headache. Apparantly there is a test on the Chemistry...I think I'll do fine on it.....


I think that's it....I've been 'out of it' a little more, I think. Kind of distant, quiet maybe. I don't know. I've got alot to think about.


Quote of The Day:
(Brought to you by 'where's you logic')
Her:I don't get it! What is it with these 7^th graders who think they're going to melt if the don't close their umbrella before they get into the school. I'm chillin ' behind this chick, and she walks right into the school umbrella, and all. I get cut in front of by another umbrella girl who proceeds to get stuck in the doorway with her umbrella! I mean seriously!
Small Group&Me: -group laughter-