Lameness

Turns out my worrying yesterday was for naught. My adviser had already lifted the hold on my account. I had a debate I was worried about under all the fear of not having my adviser supposedly not signing off on my hold. For those of you who don't know what a hold is, it is the only thing between you and registering for classes. If you have a hold on, you can't register for classes. If it's off, you can register. My hold was off, and I didn't know about it. Way to go, Adviser lady... She had me freaking out since I got my little note thing.

Whatever. So, I found out that my hold was lifted... And then I went to class and gave my debate - I won't bore you with the details, just know that I was fantastic.

Anyway, I'm alive... and right now I'm listening to and half watching 'P.S. I Love You', which is making me sad.... But I need to do a project, so I'll write back when that is done....

Yep....

^_6;; Jereality

Epic Fail!!!

So, registration for classes begins tonight at midnight. And me, being punctual with such things of great importance, decided to turn in the classes I wanted just as the sheets to suggest the classes you wanted came out. I turned it in, and it was fine for a long time. Today, I went by my advisor's office to check if everything was set.

Glad I did.

My registration paper was in her outbox, and it said 'I cannot sign off on this. You need to see me.'

Splendid... You know what else?

She doesn't have any more office hours. The only ones she had today were at a time when I had class. What a wonderful day. I need to catch her between classes... I have a class at 1:40, she teaches a class at 1:40, but the class before that ends at 1:30... I have ten minutes to figure out what's wrong with my schedule, write out a new form, get her to sign off on it and then get to class...

I'll tell you how it goes... If I don't post, I'll be depressed and out of college... because I'dve died... DIED I TELL YOU!

(-_-);; Jereality

-Ignore my melodramatics... I won't be dead.... I'll just be very unhappy with classes I don't want and credits that I'll need to make up.... ...... -sigh-......

11/11 11:11

IT'S ONE ONE ONE ONE ONE ONE ONE ONE RIGHT NOW!!!!

To Pose...

... a question.

Why, in movies are English subtitles for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing, when the other subtitles are merely just there? What if a spanish speaking person got the movie, put the languages to Spanish, and still could not hear? They would put the Spanish subtitles on. However, those subtitles would not be for the Spanish hard of hearing, and deaf.... They would just be subtitles. Nothing special...

That's bothered me for a while... Anyone have an answer as to why all subtitles other than English are not for the deaf and hard of hearing?

Just curious....

^_6;; Jereality

Time Travel

At approximately 2:01 _AM, my room mates and I will be going back in time. Here, I will document everything we do before and after our time travel.

12:40 - SNL - Ben Affleck

-I learned on a commercial that the 'it' careers are in high demand....

1:00 - We're watching some crazy baseball movie on camedy Central.... So far... it kind of sucks.

1:19 - We switched to Monk - I've already seen this episode... It's the one with Willie Nelson... You know, *SPOILER!!! Scroll over to read:: the one where the blind woman isn't really blind... and she is in cahoots with the man who committed the crime... Good times....

1:29 - "EL PRESIDEEEEEEEEEENTE`!!!!!!! AWESOMMMMEEE!!! MRRGGHHH! HNNNN!! HMMM!!!! He needs! He needs? He needs ME! He needs Liz! Johnny Depp, where am I!? You! Where are you!" - Liz

1:33 - "Hmmhmm... I have so much energy..." - Liz

1:39 - "I LOVE LAMP!" - Liz

1:41 - Liz leaps out of her chair, and runs to the door after tripping over the trashcan....

1:43 - "My ankle f*cking hurts, man!" - Liz

           "Thanks okay, in twenty minutes, we'll go back in time, and you'll be fine." - Me

1:47 - "One day, I went to bed at 4 am, and got up for class at 7 am..."

           "That was a nap."

2:00 - "WE'RE GOING BACK IN TIME! WE'RE GOING BACK IN TIME!"

                 -various dancing and chanting

1:00 - "WE WENT BACK IN TIME! WE ARE BACK IN TIME!"

1:02 - "It's One oh Two AM, again..."

1:12 - The room mates are letting me watch Bleach

1:25 - Audrina goes to bed... square...

1:31 - Discovery Health - UNtold Stories of the ER...the one where there is a golf club in some guys head, and the doctor who is a poison specialist's son gets bitten by a spider...and some other guy has a problem with something else...and i think this is the one with the blue baby... 

1:44 - Walked out of room to brush my teeth... Brushed teeth... went to open the bathroom door, however, some big guy was about to open it. I gave a shocked look to the gangsta man and the woman in the firewoman hoe costume... I stalked them down the hall, as I am the last door on the left side of the hallway.... I open my door, and the big guy turns and goes 'Is this an all girls floor?' and I was like "Uh...yeeaahh..." and they were like "Whoa..." the guy went down the stairs and the girl was like "we're old people..." and left... So, I'm guessing they were alumni... Or just like...seniors....or something... I'm pretty sure, though, that they graduated last year or something....

1:48 - I'm gonna go to sleep.... So, that way I can go to sleep before two. ^_6;; yay me! Alright, guys... I'm taking off...

Thanks for coming on this time traveling adventure! Bye!!!

^_6;; Jereality

Halloween!

Alright, I know I had plans to post for quite a long time, and right now, I feel I should... Why? Because I don't want to study, so I'm thinking of everything that I could possibly do in order to still do something, but not study... And I'm sorry, but this is one of those things. 

So, as you all know, Halloween was yesterday. However, the parties all happened on All Hallows Eve, which, in case you guys aren't that good with the math type things involved, was Thursday, Halloween Eve. There was a dance that I did not go to, however.... There were still good times had... And when I say good, I mean annoying. And when I say annoying, I mean hateful.. And when I say hateful, I mean infuriating. I'll tell you a story now.

It turns out, that the mean people who run the school think it's stellar to have classes start at 6:20_PM and end at 9:05_PM - which, coincidently, is five minutes into the show that I watch almost religiously every thursday during the season. However, there was more to do this evening than just watch the show.... My roomie, Liz, texted me and told me that Audrina was going through my stuff to find glue. 

Audrina had already asked if we had glue she could use, and knowing that my glue wouldn't work on the fabrics she wanted to stick together, I didn't answer her. This, however, did not seem to phase her in the least. THe moment Runner and I were out of the room, she went through our stuff looking for glue. Did she ask for the glue? Yes. Did she accept our answers? No. Did she go through my things? Yes. Did she open my glue? Yes. Did she use ALL OF MY KRAZY GLUE?! Why, yes, she did. Did that work? Of course not. Then she went for a pin or something, and left a TOOL BOX ON MY COMPUTER!

I'm pretty sure that the only thing keeping me awake during that chem lecture was the rage I felt... That, and I needed to be conscious so I could properly think of things to say to her when I got back to the dorm. However, this didn't work out so well, as she left at least ten minutes before we got back. So, I called her and told her - very loudly - not to 'touch my f*cking sh*t ever again!' I hung up the phone after my phrase, and decided I would ignore everything Audrina related...

I hate her most of the time.... Then there are other times like last night, where she's completely normal...and I can get along with her. It's complicated.... Whatever... Next year, we'll have no complications... and we'll be in a better dorm.... and it will be so awesome...

Yep - I've run out of things to say... I've completely lost where this was all goin....i'm gonna and do something constructive....

^_6;; buh byee!

-Jereality

Decisions Decisions...

Sibling - playing Guitar Hero 3-

"The song is 'Reptilla'! It's either 'Reptilla'  or 'You're A Homo'"

Sandella's

Well, as of late nothing of large consequence has happened. I've learned some things about chemistry, biology, food, people.... food people. Weird, I know. It doesn't matter though... The thing that does matter, however, is that I am sick. Remember all those other times I said I was ill, and sickly and such? No? Read from the beginning, I think I begin to complain the second post of this blog. Really, I'm sure of it.

Anyway, those 'ill' days are nothing like this. Those were all probably headaches and just general not-feeling-well times. This time, I"m sick. I have a runny/stuffy nose, a constant headache [-I have a story about that.... if I haven't already told you.... -], and this cough that makes me feel like I'm going to lose a lung. Gross, I know.... I need those to breathe! Aaanyway, I will tell you how I got it.

Audrina. She was sick, and careful not to contaminate the things in our room. However, germs have a mind of their own, and if they should decide to cling to everything in the room, well, they will. So, now our entire room is sick. Audrina is getting better... Runner is still moderately healthy, and then it's Liz, who has a cough and the nose thing...and then there's me... I pride myself on being able to take common ailments and make them ten times worse. I swear, that's what I do... If I get a cold, my body will mutate that sucker to become a Cold of Death! So, now I've got the Cold of Death, and I'm going to tell you that it's not fun.

So, now my story.... I went home the last weekend, and I had been getting headaches for the entire week prior. So, I told myself 'Self, when you get home, you will get some Imitrex and all will be fine.'

Well, I got home and took an Imitrex and, well... That day was the day Liz (I brought her to my home), GGR, and I were supposed to go shopping... Well, I ingested said pill, and we went out to lunch. I knew something was wrong when my jaw started to hurt when I tried to eat my sandwich, then my throat felt like it was closing... Then I got a terrible headache, but I made myself look fine for the sake of not ruining the day. Well, we all got back into the car, and my neck muscles started to tense up... After we lucked out at L.L. Bean in the shoe department... we found nothing, and I really need boots... after L.L. Bean, we got back in the car where my shoulder muscles tensed up, and I got nauseous... It was terrible... I told GGR and she drove us home...then I went upstairs, and curled in a ball in my bed and called Me Madre.

I thought I as going to die.... Turns out - in the fine print of Imitrex - it says that the migraine pill could cause tightness of the muscles in the neck and shoulders, nausea, blindness and, oh yeah, DEATH! True story...

So, that's it.. those are my stories right now... I've got some Chemistry to do... Not looking forward to it, even though I'm beginning to understand it. Yay!

Quote of the Day:
Brought to you by Liz
-an elderly man has just walked by-
Liz: I hope... in my elderly elder years I don't become completely unfortunate... I mean, I'm not the most beautiful thing, but I like to think I've got something going for me...
Me: -laughter-

-This was funny because of the humor, as well as the fact we're both sick and fell asleep at four in the morning....

Peace Out, My Homies!!
^_6;;Jereality

Listening To: Paramore;; Brighter

Speaking of Travel

Liz: You can read in the car?

Runner: Yeah...

Liz: I can't read in the car.... I become illiterate in the car.

Me: -insane laughter-

- - - - - - 

Lance: You guys have fun at home... Don't do anything I wouldn't do... and if you do, name it Lance.

Renaissance Faire

Friday:

Around 6 _PM the roomies and I piled into Liz's mother's vehicle. Well, it seems that I am allergic to every vehicle that my family does not own, because in that two hour-ish ride, I was nauseous. In fact, the sensation hit me almost immediately after I sat down. So, I put my head against the window, and prepared myself by drinking Mountain Dew every time I felt bile build up in my throat. I know - gross, however, you're still reading which means you care about what I'm saying. If you stopped reading, well... Your bad. So we drove for a while until it was about 7:40_PM, at which point in time Liz telephoned a place called Nick's. She ordered a plain and a pepperoni pizza... Let me tell you, Nick knows his way around a tasty pie. Liz told us they would be delicious - they were. So, we ate at her apartment and then we all took out our laptops -because college students don't go anywhere without their main source of networking - and played on those borrowing internet from a person called 'Russy'. Around eleven or so, we all went to bed, so...we did.

Saturday:

I woke up around eight o'clock _AM to an amazing breakfast of eggs, and bacon and little muffins and orange juice... It so scrumptious compared to the lack of breakfast I usually consume. So, we ate and piled into the vehicle again for a drive into New York. Every so often [- and when I say this, I mean almost every car we saw -] we would wave to the vehicles around us. While we were in Jersey, North Jersey, no one waved, though, when we crossed into New York, people started to wave back to us. We had a lot of fun, and yes, I was nauseous there, too.

So, we weren't dropped off at the proper place - like, we didn't park and walk to the Faire. We were dropped off in the middle of the street and Liz, Runner, Audrina and I walked across the street and into the Faire while Liz's mother drove away - she then left us to our own devices. The first thing we did was buy our tickets, which were twenty dollars - because we're all adults. We then were told to go through the 'Fr~r~r~ront' gate (roll your R's when you say that, then you'll hear how she spoke to us). Well, we went through the frrrront gate and saw - whoa, i'm totally drawing a blank... oh yeah!- Gallows! I think... No... The big wooden thing where people who slandered or whatever stick their heads and hands into the wholes... STOCKS! Yes, that's what they're called. We saw them, so, Audrina and I were like 'Uh, lets do this!' So, I was in the stocks for being a Spiteful Gossip, and she was in for being a Nagging Shrew. They were good times.

After that photo was taken, we were on our way somewhere when all of a sudden we heard a whistle and people laughing and clapping. So, we were drawn to the amusement and found ourselves at 'Curious Magic' in the Silver Swan Stage. It was hysterical. There was a man and a woman, both dressed in Renaissance garb, playing with fire and and the 'ox of Death'... The girl had to be placed in the Box of Death, and the guy put all kinds of blades inside... No tricks at all, we got to see after the show was over - she had contorted herself in the most uncomfortable position... After that, we worked our way back through the crowd and sat back in the bleacher seats for the act that we had scheduled to see conveniently at the Silver Swan Stage. We got the furthest seats, directly in the center - amazing. 

Enter: Dextre Tripp. He is a tight-rope walker, except he said the rope he used was loose, or something. He did all kinds of neat things... Balanced a chainsaw on his chin, which - ironically - was bound with medical tape, he balanced Audrina on a chair he had balanced on a chair while he did a handstand on them... I'm trying to get a picture... Use your imaginations. Then, he sat on a chair on the loose tight-rope... It was so awesome. He played with fire on this guy, Bob's, shoulders... And, and, and he was funny! He told us it was because he was a middle child... that they'd "do anything for attention, just watch us! Look at me!" Those were some amazing times, right there...

Then... We went and watched a human chess match, which - in the program - is called the Sheriff's Chess Match. We taunted the other sides of the field while we waited.. the taunt I remember? 'Hey Baker! Why pay for the flour when we can get the buns for free?' and then my side went 'Hot sticky buns, Mmm Mmm.' and another side went 'And the Yeast!' Good times, taunting each other. Then the chess match proceeded and Robin Hood filtered out of the woodwork, and he became the King of the White side of the chess board, and the Sheriff of Nottingham was the Black King on the black side of the chess board. When a side went to capture the square everyone had to 'clear the board' and then those two people fought. Every so often, someone would be replaced with another person until all of a sudden, people were replaced and Robin Hood and the Sheriff of Nottingham were on the field. They fought, words were spoken and a Drama began as the chess match ended with a 'Re-Do'. The game was supposed to be presented before the Queen, and she happened to arrive as Robin and S.o.N were just ending the battle... Maid Marian asked if they could re-enact the match at a later time. The Queen agreed, so did S.o.N and Robin and the spectators (including the roomies and myself) walked away, waiting for the next event.

The next event was the Joust! The Gaming Joust where we learned that there are two bad guys in the Renaissance town of Sterling. The one we all know, the Sheriff of Nottingham and a newcomer, Captain Guy DeGuisborne - who happens to be the Captain of the Guard. Well, Robin Hood and Will Scarlett rode for the Green Team, and DeGuisborne rode for the blue team - however, none of that matters because the team in gold won. This was, though, the first time my posse encountered Davie Radish, grower and prevayer of Turnips and turnip based products. Well, after we were finished meeting him, we all bought pennants that supported the horses as well as the rider whose side we happened to be sitting on. Did we have a chant? Yes. Do I remember it? - clears throat - 'Roses are Red. Our guy is Blue. Get in his way, he'll run you through! Gizzy gizzt gizzyy, oi oi oi. Gizzy gizzy gizzy oi oi oi!' 

After the joust we went and roamed the Faire for a bit...

On our way around the Faire we found a lovely spot where we got Iced Chai Tea... which tasted like Ginger Snaps...but in beverage form... It was DELICIOUS! And then we each got Henna tattoos. Mine is a moon, and what looks to be the blazing sun behind it and some stars... If you move yours eyes to the right, you will see the picture... However, if your computer hates you, you may not see the picture... That would be disappointing. 

Now, if you move your eyes to the left, you will see yet another Henna tattoo. This arm and henna stain belong to Liz. It is a throwing knife, you see with the letters 'S + A'. Now, I believe the proper thoughts would be 'Why does Liz, whose name most certainly not begin with an 'S' or an 'A' have those letters on her arm?' Well, that is because they stand for Stewart and Arnold. They are knife throwers who were not at the Faire, and the act Liz was so very much looking forward to. 'Did she get a strange look when she got this henna from the woman giving them?' What a strange question to ask! Of course she did not. The Henna woman gave it to her for free because she, along with Liz, wished for the knife throwers to return. In fact, we wrote e-mails to the people who hire and such with the people. That made no sense. We e-mailed the people who run the Faire, asking them to re-hire the knife throwers for next year. If we haven't already, we will soon. Anyway, while we were getting our hennas, I was an idiot and smudged mine! You can't really tell, because the woman who did them is a genie...  Anyway... Then we left the henna people...

And then! After we got our hennas we made our way back to the Human Chess match, which this time was called the 'Royal Chess Match'. In this one, several things happened... I, however, will not tell you the plot lines at all because I would hate to ruin it for you. I will just tell you horrible things happened, the Queen was besmirched and Robin Hood became furious and worried all at once and ran away after the Sheriff of Nottingham. And then we ran after Robin Hood, to see if we could grab a picture with him because we're girls who happen to think he is attractive [sans Audrina, who complained a bit...] Well, when we finally found him, he and the Sheriff of Nottingham and Guy DeGuisborne and Maid Marian(M.M.) a'scufflin' on Robin's Bridge! Well, I won't tell you what happens, but in the end, the Sheriff and the Captain of the Guard walk away, leaving Robin and his Merry Men [sans M.M.] on the bridge. Well, the Sheriff left first, followed by his men and most of the guards, making the Captain leave last. Well as he turned to go, a little kid in the front of the crowd that had gathered, stepped in front of DeGuisborne with his little double sided plastic axe and his little fakey plastic chain mail and little helmet. The two stared at each other until DeGuisborne walked around him, but it was the cutest thing I had seen that day (besides Will Scarlett). Robin then made a little speech... and then the crowd disbanded as Robin and the Merry Men ran away into the forest.

Naturally, we ran after him - still on our photo mission. However, we couldn't catch him because, well... He ran, and we had to push through people and small children with little gnashing teeth and plastic swords and a stick or two... Actually, I just made that up - but there were children! So, we tried to find him again and wound up at the jousting area again, which, incidentally was where we needed to be for the next event, the 'Joust Spectacular' and the 'Royal Joust'. Well, that's where we split it. Liz and I grabbed seats in front of the left side of the jousting area, while Runner and Audrina went to get beverages and a pet. A pet which I will not speak of because it's precious. However, I will tell you he goes by many names including: Sebastian, Sebastian Houdini, Sebs, Soubini, Frog, Froggie, Robin, Robin Hood, M.R. Hood, and Mr. Hood. Nothing in there will give you the species of Sebs... no, he's not a frog... Aaanyway...

We separated and Liz and I grabbed seats. Well, it just so happens that our entertainment didn't cease. All throughout the Faire were merchant people, selling their crazy wares: musical things, crazy fruit things...and of course, Pickles. Well, it seems that right before our section was a stop and refill station for the pickle truck. Also, I may have not mentioned yet, that Liz is quite like me in the sense that I will amuse myself with anything and everything around me. So, with that in mind, it will be easy to see what we will do with just a few more sentences. Every time the Pickle Man got a tip, he would shout 'HUZZAH!' Well.. that's all that needs to be said. After every tip he got, he'd shout, then Liz and I would echo him....loudly. He looked for us the first time we echoed him, and he called us his cheerleaders. It was good times... asked us if we had 'nibbled on one of his pickles...' Dirty man...silly...good times. We did that for  quite a while until the show before us began. After we had our time with the Pickle Man, a woman came up and told us that we were on someone called Dudley's side. Well, we had already saved seats and such and had made ourselves comfortable where we were. So, when she told us the chant for Dudley was simply 'Dudley Do-Right' we switched it up, because we were going to cheer for Robin Hood no matter what. So, while everyone was muttered 'Dudley Do-Right' we (the four of us) were shouting 'DUDLY DO-WRONG!' It was good times... She scowled at us... Fantastic times...

Well, before the joust was a 'traveling theatre group' and before them, someone who announced it all... Well, he told us again that our side was for Dudley...He heard our chant and then pointed to the group of all the people on the bleacher seats. Well, if I get pointed at, my natural instinct is to point back... So, I did. Well, Sir Ivanhoe pointed back again, but like, slammed his finger in the air. Challenged, I bobbed my head back and forth and muttered 'Wanna mess?' Thinking I had won that easily was stupid. The man on the other side of the fence hopped said fence and stood on it, pointing until the music began to play. Called me trouble, and the woman who taught us the chant agreed.

Then, we all watched some crazy reenactment of the Frog Prince... It was weird... I didn't really like it... And then people were knighted and a Joust happened and it was all quite fantastical... I was on the edge of my wooden seat almost the entire time... It was so much fun! Well, after the joust and the end of the entire story of Robin Hood for that day, everyone walked away. So, we began to walk away to get our pictures for 'Picturing Ourselves In the Renaissance.' However, I get easily distracted, and saw a woman on the inside of the jousting ring handing out 'shards of the lances' that were used. I called them sticks, and she abruptly corrected me with shards...so, that's why it's in quotes. So, I asked her if Robin Hood would come back out, because we still wanted that picture. She said that he would come out the back door behind the Jousting Arena...So, we - instead of doing the pictures right away - meandered toward the back of the jousting place. 

We waited for a little bit until someone I recognized came out of the back door... DAVIE! Davie Radish! Well, I snagged him up and shouted 'Dave!' He looked slightly stunned, but smiled anyway and came toward us. "What can I do for you ladies?" he said. Well, I said 'do you know if Robin Hood is back there?' He thought for a moment and told us to 'stay put' and he would check. After a few moments, Davie came out and shook his head, and then he told us to 'stay right 'ere. I will facilitate Robin Hood'. Well, we waited for a few moments until we saw a big smile on a returning Davie Radish, smiley drawn-on hoe bouncing in the air as if he were leading some sort of parade. Instantly, our faces fell - there was no Robin Hood to be found! However, Davie's smile grew brighter as our faces lit up as Robin Hood rounded the corner, Maid Marian on his arm, both following the bouncing hoe. Well, we then got a picture with Davie, and he said he was glad to help such 'lovely ladies', and then he disappeared. Lovely fellow, really...

So now, we had what we had wanted all day long! We got a picture with Robin Hood, taken by Maid Marian. We were about to embark on conversation when all of a sudden, Liz shouts 'Will Scarlett!' We all turn, and sure enough a surprised, and shocked Will Scarlett came over to us - we were still by the exit door, so...we were sort of stalking everyone who came out. No biggie. Well, we got a picture with the guys.

Let me tell you something really quickly. It was cold - it got cold very quickly as soon as 5 o'clock hit. So, when Robin Hood put his hand on the back of my neck, it was like a shock. He was very warm, very, very warm. I was giddy, to say the least. So, soon after that, Will Scarlett disappeared off to do something or another, and the roomies and Robin Hood and Maid Marian made a 'Friendship Circle', and we talked for about fifteen minutes. We spoke for a few moments, and he said that he remembered us. That we were the loudest ones cheering for him - which made sense, since we were on his opponents side... It was amazing. And now, I'm going into story mode... Here we go!

Liz was talking about next year, how we were going to come back and dress up and talk to people. And I said that we were and that we had already practiced our accents. Robin Hood looked slightly impressed, so suddenly he says 'let's here 'em'. Liz and I looked at each other like he had just asked us to stand on our heads or something. However, he was amazing to look at, so we did. Liz went first, and Robin was impressed and said that she was 'really good'. Then he looked at me and said 'now you'. So, I gave him my accent and he said I was good, too! He said 'instead of just dressing up and talking to people, why don't [we] just work there, and get paid to dress up and talk to people.' And then I don't remember what happened, but I wanted to tell a story about something and I got interrupted by something, and apparently, Robin Hood wanted to know what I was going to say because after the interruption was over, he said 'go ahead, Darling.'

I swear, my heart stopped. I started in a few words, and everything in my mind shut down. 'He called me 'Darling',' I muttered. 'I knew she'd catch that,' Liz said. Robin Hood only grinned and chuckled as I regained what was left of my composure and told him my story - I think it was about Demetri Martin, and how he should look him up some day, that we was a very funny comedian. Robin Hood told us stories, too! He said how a couple of weeks ago, and then backtracked saying that the events of the day was the first time it had ever happened. So, I offered 'once, in this dream you had...' He smiled, and went on with his story about how a couple weekends ago a woman ran around to all of the groups during the joust thing, and got everyone to cheer for Robin Hood instead of the people they were supposed to... And then, he switched into a scottish accent because I think we were still talking about them or something... But his accent was fantastic! He said his name wasn't really Robin Hood, that he was Angus and he snuck in and killed Robin Hood, stole his costume and has been parading around like Robin Hood the whole day... Very funny... Good times...

After our conversation was over, we all shook hands... and for the strangest reason, I still remained turned around from the group and Robin Hood and Maid Marian turned away. Their backs were to me, but Robin Hood looked back and winked at me. Instantly I grinned and turned around to see if my group was still there. Nope - they were at least three steps away from me.

So, not only did I get a picture with Robin Hood, I shook his hand, he put his hand on my shoulders, he called me darling and he Winked. At. Me! So exciting. 

After that, we got our picture in the Renaissance time-period clothing as Royalty, of course... We all saw how sun burnt we had gotten... It was a whole lot of fun, really it was...

We are going to do it next year... We will... It'll be awesome... Working at the 'RenFaire'... amazing. I had the best time... -swoon-

Quotes

Me: - has smudged her henna- -gasp!- Oh no! Oh no! I'm an idiot!

Henna Woman: No, no. C'mere, I can fix this. We once had a kid who got a dragon, and we told him and his parents that he couldn't touch it or anything for ten minutes. He smudged it not once, not twice but three times.

Me: Whoa...

Henna Woman: Yeah. -completes henna...again- Now, I want you to repeat after me. 'I will not touch this henna'

Me: - holds arm away from body- I will not touch this henna.

Henna Woman: 'Or the Henna lady will find me, tie me up and roast me on a open spit.'

Me: -blank stare- 'Or bad things will happen.'

-leaving the Faire-

Me: - sees a RenFaire man shaking a stick around waist level- - I stare-

Stick Man: - stares back-

-We hold eye contact until I've got my head looking back at him as we (the roomies and I) near the exit.

Me: - sticks out tongue-

Stick Man: Ah ha! I knew it!

Me: O.O;; what?

Stick Man: I knew I sensed trouble in you!

Liz: What?

Stick Man: She stuck her tongue out at me! She's a trouble maker.

Me: You're waving a stick...you held eye contact....

Stick Man: -looks at my friends, they look like they are going to defend me- You're lucky to have friends like these.

Me: Yeah, I know...

-noise way behind us-

Stick Man: Trouble!

Me: Yeah, you should probably put a stop to that...

Stick Man: I can't, I can only sense where it is! -runs off-

Liz: What-

Me: -grins- I stuck my tongue out at him... He kept my eye contact the whole time we were walking... -shrug- Instinct...

Such amazing times. I recommend Renaissance Faires... Go to everyone you are around.... Look at everything - it's amazing. I love Robin Hood.... I'll try and get some pictures up when I go home for the weekend... If not, use your imaginations.... Yeah....I had a lovely time.... -sigh-

Robin Hood called me Darling...and winked...

^_6;; Jereality

Suspense For You!

Alright, I will be posting about the Renaissance Faire tomorrow after my class... It will be amazing, you'll see....

^_6

--Edit--

So maybe, I will post about it today. I was very tired yesterday.... So I slept after I got back from my class... I promise, though, you guys are first on my agenda when I get back from english... Pinky Promise!

-Jereality

A Side Note

Eight AM is wayyyy to earlier for a Bio lab... Just thought you all should know. I'm not a fan of waking up this early to sit in a double Bio lab session. Thrilled? Not in the least. I think after my Computer Applications I'm going to eat lunch...and then move on to Bio Lecture - where I have a test, and then after that I have Skills for College... that ends at 5:20-ish, I think. After that I think I"ll be able to get a real post in... Unless I"m bogged down with homework... Then you'll just have to use your imaginations to figure out what I"m doing. I'll give you some things to put in those imagination scenes: Me(Jereality), books, a computer, a chair, 18 bottles of various Mountain Dews, and Sour Patch Kids.

-If I had time....Mountain Dew and Sour Patch Kids would have links on them... however... I have a class at eight o'clock that I need to finish getting ready for.-

I'll put links on them later.

Enjoy your sleeping!!

^_6;;Jereality

College Teached Me Good Things

Yo! At the current moment in time, I am listening to Barenaked Ladies. It's the live album they did - it's called, uh... Rock Spectacle (Live). It's the only album of theirs that I have.... It's quite fantastic, really. So, yeah - that's what I'm doing. Now, the real thing that should be going through the minds of everyone reading this should be: 'Jereality is in college now... Shouldn't she be doing some sort of work to further benefit her stay there?'

Ah, and you are correct!  What I should be doing - instead of rocking out with my amazing BOSE headphones that will only allow me to hear the music and nothing else - is my English 1 paper. Well, I just want you to all be aware of the assignment and how I came up with my lovely topic. Well, we were prompted by our Professor, Dave, to think of something based on our literacy. Well, he also told us that you can be literate about anything. I happen to be literate in the writing field, and Dave is literate in reading the happenings in a forest, and another young adult in my class was literate on plant behavior. Well, it seems I am also literate - not only in the Writing sense - but in reading people. It's an uncanny ability, to be sure - however, it doesn't seem to work over the phone. Which is where the topic for my Literacy Narrative came to be. The whole thing is about how I hate the phone because I can't see the person on the other line. I don't know if they understand me, and I often can't see what they're trying to project because I'm missing important components of the story because I'm not there to see the gestures needed to get the proper point across.

But now I'm torn. You see, I hate the phone, but I love to text and IM people. I believe this is true for me because instead of getting half of the detail I receive nothing - just text. No hidden voice inflections necessary, no idle chatter in the background of the conversations that I can't discern - nothing. It seems I require all the detail or none at all in conversations - not the half detailed stuff I get over phone calls.

Hold on... Dinner....

Alright - I'm back. Dinner this evening was a Buffalo Panini - which is actually, in fact, a Quesadilla shell with buffalo chicken, hot sauce and bleu cheese... I've drifted from the earlier conversation with you all... I no longer wish to speak of phone calls... I wish instead, to speak of...well, there are several things... The Blood Drive that I'm super excited for and only have 3 hours and 12 minutes - 11 minutes now -, or the mess Vincenzo made for his own dinner... which was delicious, by the way... Or I could discuss the ramifications on the economics of the college dorm life fixated upon the usage of mac and cheese as a currency. 

See? I can use large words without sounding like a nitwit. Go, Me! -insert sigh here- Regardless of anything I said in the blurb about what I will talk about, I will decide now. I will talk about how I enjoy college. My roomies are lovely people. Runner, whose desk is lodged beside mine on the right-hand side is one of the sweetest people I have ever met. Her personality is similar to that of Qualms', and it's lovely because I miss Qualms. My other room mate, Liz [who just recently celebrated her birthday] reminds me of Sibling, who I miss quite terribly... That's okay though, because I have a habit of going home on the weekends and speaking with her over the internet via iChat (AIM for Macs). And then there is my other roomie.... Audrina... She...um. Reminds me a little bit of Where's-Your-Logic-At.... with standard, Hollywood Prom Queen/Head Cheerleader rolled in as well... Whatever - we all get along and it's awesome. And when we don't get along, well, that hasn't quite happened yet. We do have an alliance, though.... A secret alliance which I dare not speak about because by uttering certain things I'd be condemning myself to a watery death...

That's not true... I plan on living forever. Like Highlander... you'd have to lop off my head for me to die... By doing that you'd be getting all of my power through lightning... Which, if that happens, I hope electrocutes you. Harsh? Well, you just killed me - so, we're even. Okay, I'm going to write my paper a bit more... and look over the Bio stuff because I have an exam on Wednesday.... and I have a Functions exam tomorrow - which will be a piece of chocolate cake - mostly because it's easy peasy. If you have an question for me, please leave them at the desk. Thanks for dropping by!

Quote of the Day

-Enter scene... I'm opening a package of gum. Liz's hand appears by my side, her eyes glued to her own computer.

Me: -tosses an entire pack of gum in her hand

Her: Oh!

Me: What?

Her: I didn't know I was getting gum

Me: o.O

Her: I just heard you opening something... I wanted some...

Me: What if it was arsenic tablets?

Her: -shrug-

Remember:

Sharing is caring...unless it's Herpes...

^_6;;Jereality

_{I know you're all curious.... Vincenzo[Runner's boyfriend] works in the kitchen in the place we call 'The Pub'. Today, for dinner, he made a philly cheesesteak sans (without) a roll... He put it in a little container and added hot sauce and had that... Runner, Liz and Audrina were disgusted... I didn't care... He made me taste it to tell them it was good... They didn't believe me... Ah well.... Woo, Advanced Palate.... ?} 

College

So, I'm in college right now and I can honestly say, I was kind of sad to see my parents leave...

Alright, so I woke up at six in the morning after going to bed at like...three o'clock in the morning. I'm kind of wishing I got a shower...I feel really skeevy right now. I don't like it. Anyway... We drove for about an hour and got to my school. My college. And then we unpacked, after several jokes on the road...so many good times. We then unpacked everything and got it to my dorm where Audrina, Liz, and Runner were already packing and stuff. It was a good time. I brought all my stuff and got everything done in about an hour and then Mother, Father, Sibling and I went to lunch at a place called Duck's Deli - Restaurant... It was delicious food, really it was....

Then we came back and found the room to be completely finished and looking fantastic... Everything is so amazing... My desk is the first desk in a row of three, and Liz's desk is in a corner somewhere behind me... but our room is fantastic. I really can't describe it any other way... 

Oh... it's amazing. These girls are fantastic. It's not going to be difficult for me to become friends with them... they're already friends in my book... They like Disney, and we have similar style in personalities.... so, it's all fantastically amazing.  I can't really explain anything else... I'm getting thoroughly distracted watching Mulan... that movie is so awesome... I really need to find another adjective... 'Awesome' and 'amazing' just don't seem to cut it anymore.

I'll tell you more about college when I have real classes on Monday... I haven't even gotten my books yet. Anyway, it's about that time...

Quote of the Day

Mother: -nods out of the car- That boy is wearing kneepads... 

Sibling: He probably plays football...

Father: No, thats the kid who gets his shins beaten with baseball bats. Now he's got shin pads... -shakes fist in air- "You won't get me now! Not today!"

That's was some amazing times...

I'm going to muss them more every day, I think...

I love my family, I really do...

-sigh-

-sniffle-

Really...

^_6;;Jereality

I Hope You Have The Time Of Your Life

If I were a wordsmith I'd say:

I spent the evening with friends I thought I would never acquire, around a 'roaring' fire built of wood, paper plates and other random pieces of cardboard and soda cans. Sometime during the night a shower of embers exploded from the fire 'bowl', ignited by little fire crackers. We sat around the fire, we spoke about the trivial things, watched a movie starring most of us, listened to music and ate pizza and drank soda. After a while, we went to another friend's house, and waited in his basement until he came home, then surprised him when he walked down the stairs - he was shocked. We then went to another friend's house and played Murder, a game previously diagrammed. The group of us, Flower, Tophersan, Dirk, AJ aka Mr. Bamboo, Onyx, msCyborg, General Chukamaga laughed and made jokes about each other. 

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the Road

Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go...

Then, it was time for us to leave. I drove AJ home first, followed by msCyborg...and then Onyx. I drove to her house a little under the speed limit. You see, I am leaving for a new location in a day, and I wanted to get as much time as I could to talk with her and just listen as I could before I left her. I'm going to see her later in the day this day, but that will be the last time for a very long time. After I left her house, I was alone in my car.

The moment I turned off of her street, Green Day came on the radio. Good Riddance (I Hope Your Have The Time of Your Life). I frowned the moment I heard the first few chords, but still sang along... thinking all the while. I thought about my friendships, how I hugged everyone who was in that room with me tonight. How I said 'bye' to every single one of them. How I could feel real sadness in some of the hugs, where I hadn't expected to feel anything but another person. And though 'I love you's were thrown about haphazardly this evening, I know for a fact they were true. I'm going to miss them, and I do love them, each one of them.

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind

Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time 

I continued to drive home, the radio off now, looking at the road, still thinking. Everywhere I looked, there was some sort of relationship. I saw an elderly couple sitting on their front porch. I saw a group of teenagers standing around a 'hang-out' spot... and then I started to see other things. Like, how the glow of one headlight is far less brilliant than two - all alone, it really is not effective. Or how despite having a home, a small dog would rather sit patiently outside, sniffing the night air. Or how the moon, despite its haunting glow is in fact, alone.

It's something unpredictable, but in the End it's Right

I hope you have the time of your Life

However, despite the dog's content attitude outside, there will always be a happy family inside to greet him when he decides to enter. The burnt headlight will be replaced eventually, blinding each oncoming vehicle. And the moon, without the sun's warm glow behind, the moon would remain dark - and we would remain ignorant of the beauty it holds on a clear night. 

And like the moon, I would be nothing without the warm love I have from my friends and family. Without them, I would be nothing more than a shell of a being, doomed to remain in a limbo between life and the unknown - not really living, but far from dead. 

I'm leaving them all soon. However, if you look close enough, it's very easy to make out the faint outline of the dark side of the moon in the night's sky.

But I'm not...

All I can say is that my name is Jereality. I'm eighteen years old. I'm going to start - no, continue - my life in college...

I guess I'll just say that I had one of the best, most depressing evening of my life. I enjoyed every minute of it.

For what it's worth it was worth All the While

It's Been A While

The title pretty much says it all. It has been quite a while since I blogged... It's not like I've even really been very busy. It's just felt like I am - I don't know why. So many things have happened since I last wrote... Uh, Daytona and I called it quits... I didn't know it would hurt that much... I wanted the relationship to end and I was the one who wound up in tears... Wyoming scooped him up though... - No, that's not how it happened. He asked her a couple days after we broke up... Talk about rebound, right? She recently broke up with her boyfriend, too... to date Daytona... I don't know... I told them I didn't care... but I can't not care. He was my first real boyfriend... and when we broke it off, he seemed completely fine...online... where it happened... because I couldn't bear to say anything to his face... because I'm a coward. 

He told me that I can tell him anything [-after we broke up-]. He's still one of my closest friends. But to know that Wyoming dumped AJ to go and date Daytona - which I know is exactly what happened - just seems so incredibly... _shallow. She just... I've been so angry, and so annoyed... It feels like I've been stabbed in the back, really, it does... However, I have yet to tell anyone how I feel - besides my unofficial therapist, Tophersan - he's really been a fantastic help. I love him for that. Mother read over my shoulder once when I was having my 'Rant Session' and said he had 'a good head on his shoulders.' Which is completely true.

Alright...what else has happened... Oh!

I went camping! In the wilderness! Away from technology! Yeah, me and Onyx and her Father and Sibling and his best friend and several other Adults and two small children and a dog. that dog was fantastic - an Australian Sheepdog called Eli. One of the most well-behaved canine's I've ever seen in my entire life. Anyway, I had the best time camping. We were at Saranac Lake in New York somewhere. Oh my gosh, it was beautiful! The trees, and the water and the sky at night. It was so breathtaking, really, it was. I saw three shooting stars the first night on a rock, fifteen on a boat the second night and seventeen on another rock at a different campsite. It was so fantastic. 

I got eaten up there, though... Mosquito and spider bites galore when I came home. Totally worth the scenery, though.. I definitely recommend camping there. You have to boat your way to your campsite... because they are all on islands! Amazing.

What else happened recently... I don't remember anything else 'big' that happened except Mar left for college the other day... It was sad. I leave in a couple days, the same day as another friend of mine : Jumbo/Bertha - Same person, two names...she's just that special. Anyway, onto frightening matters...

My Father - who is deathly allergic to bees - was stung three times the other day. He was doing a clean up with a friend of his in a city near my hometown... and he moved a whole bunch of leaves and such and I guess they hadn't been moved in a very long time because he said a swarm of bees came from under it and attacked.

 He drove himself to the hospital where my Mother works and then got treated and yelled at five times for not having his EpiPen. I drove Mother and myself to the hospital, 'cause she had to work and I had to be the driver for Father... Today, though, Father was like 'Hey, do you want to see where I got stung?' Me, totally curious agrees and we take a whole bunch of bee/wasp killer with us and drive to the city...

Well, when we got there, he started to spray the pile of quiet leaves from afar while I moved the leaves with a broken weed-whacker. Mistake, that. Apparently, after their initial attack the previous day, they had regrouped and decided to swarm up and attack me. 

Momentarily stunned, I stood still for a second before father began to shout for me to run across the street. I wound up with two stings one on each arm...they hurt. They hurt badly. And I'm not allergic, it seems.... otherwise...it's a very slow acting poison.

That felt good, the letting lose of everything that I felt I should tell you... thanks for reading! I'll write more later, I promise...

"We'll be back in a little while... See, we're trying to find a knife that will fit your back."

^_6;;Jereality

Pulp Fiction...And Other Things

Yo you guys!

I just saw the end of http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0110912/'>Pulp Ficition and it was very funny - to say the least. Never did I think to find a good movie on at 2 in the morning.. But, I accidently turned on VH1 and there it was, John Travolta and Samuel L. Jackson standing around in blood covered suits... I said to myself "Self, what in God's name are you watching?" So, I waited, and waited until I could figure out a name of one of the characters. However, I couldn't... Seems I wasn't listening close enough, I did get a few fantastic quotes...

+If my answers frighten you then you should cease asking scary questions. 

+ If I'm curt with you it's because time is a factor. I think fast, I talk fast and I need you guys to act fast if you wanna get out of this.

Ah, good timies. Yes, timies, I did it on purpose, I didn't just  accidently type an 'I' in the word 'times'. ... Alright, so maybe I did. But, uh, I think I'm going to keep it there. Why? Well, you've obviously continued reading the blog, so you aren't confused by it and my point still gets across. My point, unfortunately, is not all that important... So, I don't know what to tell you there.

Time for 'Other Things':

Oh my God...I have discovered my new least favorite person... She is... Mary Murphy... The screaming and the orange skin and the woodchuck/beaver teeth... Whoa! Really, I can't describe the annoyance she causes my brain... I'm sorry if you like her or are related to her or if Mary Murphy herself is reading my blog...just...really, I just can't stand her. Ah well... I can always change the channel...

I recently saw Batman: Dark Knight and I can honestly tell you it took me a few minutes to find Heath Ledger under all that make-up...  But I did, and he was glorious. Also, Christian Bale - still gorgeous, though it seems he's been arrested recently for verbally abusing his mother in a London hotel... Hm. Oh, don't worry, I'm not a stalker, I just saw it on VH1 - it's what I'm watching now. So, yeah. Oh! Cillian Murphy is, like, in the first five minutes as Dr. Crane/Scarecrow... I love, love, love him! I thought you all should be aware of that. Just something you should know... Yeah. It was a really awesome movie. You should also know that there are two villains in this movie. And girls - some guys - you do get to briefly see Heath without the Joker make-up on. It is brief, if you blink, you will miss it. I'm not going to tell you when, you'll just have to not blink when watching the movie.

More other news.

Me, I've got a lack of musical knowledge of bands and such - especially bands that I grew up with. When I say that I lack that knowledge, I mean I can give you some lyrics, the band name and maybe the song title, but I can't tell you the name of the members of the band. I can, however, now tell you that lead man Gavin Rossdale, of Bush is now solo... I have just learned this from VH1. I like Bush...Really good band, I enjoy them. Check them and Mr. Rossdale out on youtube or something... iTunes...whichever you prefer...

Alright, I'm going to take off now... It's really hot in my living room... I don't like it one bit, no sir-ee... I wish for the meat-locker, frigid temperatures of my bedroom. Yes...wonderful... Alright, I'll talk to you guys later...

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go home and have a heart attack.

-Vincent, Pulp Fiction

^_6;; Jereality

Freakin' Bored

-Life-Time Guarantee of Crazy-

There is nothing for me to do. Everyone is asleep. I'm not hungry. I'm not thirty. I'm not tired. I don't want to watch TV. I don't want to read. I don't really want to play on the PS2. I'm feeling lethargic. I don't want to talk to anyone. I almost didn't post. However, I felt that if I blooged, I'd fall asleep afterwards or something...That's what I'm banking on, actually... There isn't anything ON tv... which kind of bites...

Ah well, no matter... I'm kinda bored now, so I might try and go to sleep...Hit myself over the head with something...a shoe? A book... A plastic jaguar.... Whatever...

Yeaps... Later gater!!

^_6;;Jereality

Murder...And Other Fun Things You Can Do At Parties

Hello my friends! It is I, Jereality, coming back to you after about a week of slumber! I've become a bit nocturnal as of late, and have been staying up until the wee hours of the morning before going to sleep until 2:30[sub]PM[/sub] - 4:00 [sub]PM[/sub]. It has been good times, however, I do believe that my vampiric schedule has come to an abrupt turn around. It seems my sleeping over Onyx's house and finally waking up at around 8:00[sub]AM[/sub] actually might be the thing that keeps me up all day until I fall asleep around midnight-ish... Mind you, '-ish' can round to, like... 5 hours... So, we'll see.

Anyway, I'm sure some of you looked at the title and went something like this:" (O.O)  MURDER!? FUN THINGS!? SOCIOPATH!!" Well, no... I am not crazy, nor do I have disregard for the consequences I receive... No, I'm talking about a game. A game that included me dying twice in a row. I've also killed two people in a row... Yes, you heard me - I committed fictional murder! Fear Me! You don't have to, but it would be nice if I saw a little more 'cower'. 

So, back to the game: Murder!

It's really fun in a big group of people.. in fact, I will give you the recipe for the pot o' fun.

Ingredients

1. A group of friends who total more than 5...in fact, 8 would be nice...up to you though

2. A house... preferably a clean one - instructions to follow-

3. Light switches

4. A cup/hat/bowl/paperbag/plasticbag - only one of these - instructions to follow -

5. Pen & Paper 

Steps

1. Combine friends and house for several hours until the outside lighting is dark. -may take some time, depending on when friends are assembled-

2. Count how many people want to play, including yourself, and subtract one. This is how many bits of paper you will need.

2b. Write 'No' on all but one of these slips of paper.

2c. On the remaining piece of paper, write 'Yes'

2d. Place bits of paper in the cup/hat/bowl/various bag

3. Decide which of your friends will be the Detective 

4. Have everyone but the Detective take a piece of paper

5. Once piece of paper is drawn, and everyone has seen what they chose, place pieces of paper back in the cup/hat/bowl/various bag, and save for the following round

6. Place Detective in a separate room -bathrooms are generally the place to put them- 

7. Once Detective is gone, turn off all of the lights on the level of the house you are going to play on 

8. The Person who drew 'Yes' is the murderer. Your job is to silently tap someone to kill them. Make sure you do it so they know they've died - but don't be too loud, otherwise the other people will hear you.

8b. If you drew 'No' don't touch anyone, just wander around in the dark until someone dies.

8c. If you've been tapped by the Murderer, scream and fall to the ground.

-Step Eight could take a while depending on how sneaky your Murderer is-

9. Turn on the lights, look around and bring the Detective out of the room it was placed in. Detective look at the scene.

10. Everyone must now move to sit - perhaps around the kitchen table of in the family room, to be interrogated  by the Detective

IMPORTANT: EVERYONE but the Murderer must tell the Truth. Murderer may to lie to his or her heart's desire

11. Questioning may take a while depending on how many suspects are in the room. 

12. When Questioning is over, and the Detective is ready to make an accusation, s/he must say "I Declare (^Murderer)killed (^Victim)!"

13. If the Detective was right, s/he wins. If not, the Murderer wins.

NOTE: You may then choose another Detective, and have house guests redraw pieces of paper to start a new round. Repeat until sun rises...or guests leave.

"That's a great sounding game, Jereality! But, what if I want to play a game and it's daylight outside?"

Well, citizen, I've got a similar game for you to play while the sun is still high in the sky. It is called: Mafia!

Loot

1. Several people

2. Seating to accommodate however many people you've got

3. A Deck of Cards

The Hit-List

1. Take the King of Clubs, King of Hearts, Ace of Spades, Ace of Diamonds, and the Queen of Hearts from the deck of cards - these make up four of your players

1b. Count the remaining people and subtract one, draw that many numerical cards and place them with the face cards.

2. Choose a story-teller.

2b. Once chosen, the story-teller takes the chosen cards and mixes them up.

3. Every player chooses a card at random - except the story-teller - and keeps it.

4. The Kings are the police officers. The Aces are the Mafia. The Queen of Hearts is the nurse. Everyone else is an innocent bystander.

*Story Teller says it's night time. Every 'goes to sleep' by putting their heads down and closing their eyes.

5. The story teller then says "Mafia, please wake up. ONLY the MAFIA lift their heads and open their eyes. The ones that are still “alive” quietly and unanimously choose a person to eliminate by pointing to someone in the group. Once they have chosen, the story-teller must tell them to "go back to sleep" by closing their eyes putting their heads down.

6. The story teller now asks the Nurse to "wake up". ONLY the NURSE may open his/her eyes. The story teller will now ask the Nurse to silently choose someone to save. Once someone is chosen, the Nurse must "go back to sleep".

7. Story-teller must call, "wake up" the Police Officers. ONLY the POLICE OFFICERS may open their eyes. Silently, the Police Officers must point to a member of the circle and choose someone they think belongs to the Mafia. The Story-teller must nod or shake his/her head to indicate if the member of the group actually is or is not a member of the Mafia. Once the Story-teller knows all of this information, s/he instructs the Police Officers to "go back to sleep".

8. Story-teller tells everyone to "wake up," because it is now 'day-time'.

9. The Story-teller now has to tell everyone who died, and make a reason how they died. The dead Person must now leave the circle silently. Unless, of course, the Nurse saved them. If the Dead person wasn't saved, they leave and get to watch the game with the Story-teller.

10. The bystanders (along with the Mafia and Police Officers who try to blend in with them - DON'T BLOW YOUR COVER!!!!!) now vote on who they think killed the dead person. Once people vote on who they think did it, those people must give a case as to why they didn't - examples include describing how wonderful their friendship was with the 'deceased', things of that nature... Once the bystanders have heard enough, they vote on the remaining people. The person with the most votes leaves to watch the game with the deceased - if there is one - and the Story-teller.

11. After the Meeting, it is night time again, and everyone has to go back to sleep. The cycle continues until either the townspeople are all dead, or the Mafia members both get jailed. The Nurse is able to be killed by the Mafia. Police Officers are able to be killed by the Mafia.

"Wow, Jereality...both of those games have people killing each other... It's a little inhumane, don't you think?" 

Ah, it seems we've got a justice-junkie on our hands...Well, this next game will be a bouncy one for you then, dear.

VAMPIRE! - not inhumane... because it's a vampire... :K -

Requires

-Any Human with a pulse - preferably more than 7

How To Play

1. Count the number of people you've got, and write 'no' on all but on pieces of paper...write 'yes' on the remaining one and put them all in a cup/bowl/hat/various bag

2. Have everyone choose a piece of paper. Once all have chosen and seen what they've picked, place papers back into container.

3. Begin shaking hands. Shakes hands with everyone... repeat handshakes...

4. The vampire must, while shaking hands - in order to kill someone - shake that person's hand and either squeeze their hand lightly, rub their wrist with your middle finger - anything to let them know they've died.

4b. If you're not the vampire and you've shaken hands with the vampire, shake a few more hands before screaming and falling to the ground.

5. Everyone continues shaking hands until people start to figure out who the vampire is... Once it is figured out, start the game over again.

Yep, those are some of my favorite party games... I learned the first one last night... I'm good at it... It's fun times, Murderer... I was the Detective twice, and I died twice and I killed people twice and I was a bystander once... Good times...

So, go ahead, get out there and start killing you friends!

^_6;; Jereality

Used To...

I used to go to High School - I don't anymore, I graduated.

I used to go to school with my friends - we don't go to the same schools now.

I used to be able to say 'I never had to say "I used to be friends with so-and-so" ' - but apparently, I can say that now.

There are just some times that I wish I wasn't allowed to say some things - for instance, "I used to be friends with her." I wish I never had to say that. It seems I am a terrible friend, that, because I don't 'pick-sides' during an argument between two of my friends, means I don't care about said friends. This, however, is not true. The fact that I don't pick sides is because I can see both sides of the story - I understand where each party is coming from. Some people don't understand how I can see both of those sides - and I refuse to make them see it - but I can. It's a gift. And suddenly, now, a curse.

Where's-Your-Logic-At (WYLA) is now, I think a 'used-to-be-friends-with' friend. She had a party I couldn't make it to... I felt bad that I couldn't make it, however, I had made plans with GGR and I refuse to cancel plans with family for plans with friends - something with my morals, I don't quite understand them yet, I just can't let myself put friends over family.... So, the fact I couldn't come to her party made her sad. I apologized, but I don't think that she thought I meant it. News-flash: I always mean my apologies - I refuse to say "I'm sorry" and not mean it - also morals which I do not fully understand. That's just the way I am, and I won't change who I am because one person doesn't like it.

Since then, we had the beach day I mentioned in the post before...you know, the one where it looks like I'm siding with PalmTree and Qualms and Onyx rather than Cheer, WYLA, Bretagne, and TinyPenmenship. I'm not though - I can see easily that it was all just a misunderstanding from the beginning. In fact, if we had all just stayed put for a while and decided where we were going to go, rather than just have each person assume we were going to one place, the whole fiasco would've been a wonderful adventure. However, WYLA took this event to be another personal dig to her from me. So, she called me a few times - the first time, I answered, and she proceeded to say I never pick 'her-side' and that I keep saying I'm her best friend, but I never defend her. The truth is, I never have to defend her because my other friend's know that I'm friends with her and won't say anything mean about her in front of my face.

So, anyway, back to the phone call. She also questioned my morals, some of which I stated above in the words prior to these, and told me that I was "being immature about this whole thing." But, isn't blowing up about this "whole thing" immature?  It's not my fault she was unaware that one car thought we were going to one place and the other thought they were going to another place. I can't figure that out - I'm not Kreskin, I can't read minds. I just don't know what I'm going to do. She's been my friend for the longest time...I don't want to have to end it, but she's being ridiculous now. She told me I think too much about the situations, and don't realize when a friend is hurting. I do notice that, though, that's why I am the one people come to when they need to talk to someone. She then questioned my morals again, called me immature, and said I was not being a true friend. 

I just don't know what to do anymore. This hurts, this feeling...It makes me tired, and I feel really worn out...I don't know what I'm going to do... I don't want to lose her as a friend, but she's getting to the point where even talking to her is making my skin crawl. She repeats the same insults to my personal being that it just pains me to talk to her. It was a chore to call her tonight... I didn't want to, but I hit a bump on the drive home and my thumb hit the 'Send' button. I spent 50 minutes on the phone with her...I hate the phone, I won't even exceed ten minutes on the phone with family members that I love. 

I don't know what I'm going to do with myself... I had some pound cake after that call, now I have a terrible headache. I think I'm just going to lay down, maybe do some sleeping... I don't know, I'll write more later..give you guys some updates, or what-have-you. I'll talk at you later, I guess....

This fits nicely: I feel... thin. Sort of stretched, like... butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. And I don't expect I shall return. In fact I mean not to. 

-Jereality