Today, I woke up at 7:30 to eat breakfast at eight because we needed to do our tour thing at ten something. So, I got up and dressed and straightened my hair and such, and then went downstairs to eat. Edwina and Jon had set up the table for our breakfast, I had cereal, Special K, to be exact, and also, a croissant. And also some orange juice and some coffee. Yum. After breakfast with our other Bed and Breakfast-ers from Alaska, we all walked with John(?) to the trolley place so we could go to New Orleans. We waited a few minutes for our trolley since we just missed the one that was there when we walked up, it's okay though, because they circulate enough trolleys to have all the stops visited once every five minutes. I would know, Jon printed out a sheet of all the trolley stops for me, along with a map of the French Quarter, where we would be spending our day.
So, as soon as our trolley came up, Jon left and we boarded, and I paid five dollars for the four of us (because it's $1.25 a person) and we all sat down. Turns out we got the trolley in training because, well, our trolley driver was in training. The man in the purple shirt who instructed him seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed this particular morning, because he was the least happy camper I had seen yet. Our History Tour started at 10:00 in the back of a voodoo shop between Royal Street and Bourbon Street... Where were on the trolley at ten o'clock. We got off the trolley at ten o'three -ish. And we still had about seven blocks to go. But it was A-okay, because the family of Jereality is well versed in the forced march. We got to the back of that voodoo shop at around 10:07 ish to see a crazy woman (CW) dressed all in black, except for her shirt which had only the white words 'Haunted History Tours' (which is the tour we were on) handing out stickers to designate tour-goers. Yay! We got our stickers! I still have mine, by the way... mmhmm.
CW took us down a few streets in the French Quarter, explaining why the deceased needed to be burried above ground rather than underground. It's because of the water... See, if they were careful, a couple months later 'aunt marie' would come floating on by the dinner table, and 'while in life her conversation was riveting, now, it's kind of lacking...' (That's what CW said, I thought it was quite funny)
Then I saw a 'lady of the night', but if we had to ask, it was a man... That's what CW said. They (New Orlean-ers) have a thing called the Blotter, or something and one of them is "If you have to ask, it's a man." So, I saw a 'la-man of the night' and took a clandestine picture, good times. Silliness.
After that, we went to the St. Louis Cemetery One. There, we saw that people were 'buried' (for lack of a better word) in wall tombs. [because I can't say entombed and tombs in the same sentence, it's just awkward] They were neat looking. Entire families were entombed in the wall...tombs. They place the deceased in a coffin and put the coffin in the tomb for a year and a day out of respect for the dead and also legal reasons because you can't sue them if the person wasn't really dead if it was a day after a year [I think that was it]... I don't remember... Anyway, after we went through the whole cemetery, we were finished with the tour.
We followed our tour guide to some free food behind the St. Louis Cathedral to which Sibling turned her nose up to... Which was understandable because it looked as if the food had been sitting out for quite a while. So, our group of four turned tail and moved to the front of the cathedral, looking around and walking around the french quarter for something to eat. Finally, we got to a place called Muriel's. It's in Jackson square, a lovely open air bistro... I had a seafood au gratin... It was delicious. After we ate, we all walked around the French Quarter for a very long time. Sibling bought a piece of art work, then I bought a third and mom bought 2 thirds of a piece of art work... and there was a man dressed and painted all in silver who sounded like a robot...
Eventually, we wound up at Cafe du Monde, a very, very busy cafe that is famous for its beignets - a square, hot, french doughnut covered in mounds of powdered sugar. They're delicious. By the time we were eating our beignets, however, the group was tired of itself, and we all just needed a rest... We had been walking around looking at various museum-esque things. We went through a Zulu museum, and we went through an 1850's house - which is exactly what it sounds like, and then we went through a history of New Orleans type of museum, which gave the history of New Orleans... It was lots of fun... Mostly, we people watched through the large windows... We excel at people watching. If I posted pictures of actual people, I'd show you... but I don't, because that kind of creeps me out... Anyway...
After we ate at Cafe du Monde, we went and relaxed in the park in the French Quarter, Sibling laid on the ground like a crazy person... Mother laid on the bench, then Liz laid on the ground, and I sat on the bench. Because I'm alert, and looking out for people who want to take our stuff. Our visit was cut short, however, because some man closed the park... So then we went to the St. Louis Cathedral and played cards on the step... It was lots of fun, and then we went on our Vampire Tour!
I can't do the tour justice, I can just tell you that it was awesome! If you click on 'Vampire Tour' it will take you somewhere else that described what I did... Except I don't know who their tour guide was... Our Vampire.... tour guide was Tony, that was his real name, so when you all go to New Orleans, you can go and request him. He was really quite entertaining. I had an amazing time... Except the part where at the Zodiac/Axeman/Tony's Favorite House my right contact decided dry out and make my eye itch and fall out. It was awesome... I listened to wonderful Tony speak about the most amazing things... with blurred vision. Awesome.
And then the tour was over around... I don't remember, ten-thirty? Mother had the map, she said we should go straight, Liz asked to see the map, she agreed, led the way. I should have looked at the map. We wound up walking for a good half hour, forty minutes... in the wrong direction, me with blurred vision... I was less than pleased. Eventually, we turned around and walked back toward the French Quarter.. but the damage was done, and Mother was annoyed so we wound up taking a cab back to the bed and breakfast... Ah, good times...
Quote:
While Playing Cards on the steps of the Cathedral. A large group walks past, we needed to know which tour it was...
Sibling: Excuse me. Which tour is that? Excuse me? Hello? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
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In the beginning of the Vampire Tour, gauging our knowledge of vampire's, Tony asked us if we knew the ways to finish off a vampire. The first three steps were called out.
Tony: I'll be really impressed if anyone knows step four
-silence-
Me: -whispers to Liz- It's water...
-silence-
Liz: Say it
Tony: Anyone?
Me: Water. Sprinkle the ashes in fast moving water...
Tony...the Vampire: -stares- I'm going to be...over here
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Spring Break: The Zoo Ba Dum Cha
Today I woke up at 7:30 in the morning, ate a breakfast of 'Fruity O's' and a bisquit, and went and took a walk on the beach with Sibling and Liz. It was a great morning. Also, I discovered I got sunburned yesterday on the boat, yeap, on my neck/shoulder region. It hurts a lot because I use that skin spot to hold bags... Oh well, I'll tough it out... what's a little pain, eh? So, after our walk on the beach - which ended approximately around 9:00, because we needed to get Mother tea - we went back to the hotel room got showered, and packed to go, and left by 10:35 for the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo.
We drove for about twelve minutes before pulling up to the small enclosure area, and in my head I was thinking 'it looks bigger on TV'. Sibling merely said "this is it...?" So, I ignored the size of the zoo, since I already knew what was inside and that it had to be a bit larger on the inside, we walked inside and told the woman behind the counter that we had scheduled a meeting with Patti Hall, the director. Patti had just gotten to the zoo, and was in a meeting though, so the woman behind the counter said we could just walk around the zoo ourselves and then if we didn't bump into Patti around there, she'd be by the gift shop later.
So, we did just that. Walking around the first things we saw were the lemurs on Lemur Island. They don't have a fence around Lemur Island, it's just an island... Lemurs don't like water, so they stay on the land. After the lemurs, we crossed a little bridge thing, two our left side -while on the bridge- was a turtle, and on our right were three alligators. Then we made a sharp left to look at Lemur Island some more and some ducks... and a swan named Romeo [who on the Series is a jerk...] after that I saw a bear, but I didn't know if it was Milley or Buddha, the two resident Black bears, so we went closer to them and took some pictures of them. After that, we went through the -what I am going to call- the Aviatrix, which housed about twenty or so exotic birds. The strangest one was the Coocoobara, they make a strange noise - I had seen one before on Jimmy Fallon's new show.
We left the birds, and then saw some kind of...deer thing.... I don't know, but Liz pet it. Then I moved on and took a picture of a peacock and then I took a picture of Lady (a lioness) and then I saw some coatimundis (coati), but they were sort of sleeping so I really couldn't see them. And then I saw some capuchin monkeys one was Michael, one was Crunch and the other was Kunda... she was blonde... I'd never seen him before... And then I bypassed the goats and the deer and the llama looking things and the emu bird and went toward Chuckie, a gigantic alligator. I took two pictures of him him. Did you know, that during Hurricane Ivan (the first hurricane the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo went through, Chuckie was lost! He was later found and such, but, boy, that's scary...)
After Chuckie, we moved and then I saw Rajah and Rani, a white tiger and a 'regular' tiger. Cool stories to follow... Anyway, Liz and I tried to boof them over to us, which is pretty much what it sounds like when you say it out loud. But like 'BoOoOoooOooffuh'. With those inflections and things, too. After those tigers, I continued along and found Umba, Mandril Baboon. After Umba, I saw Katrina and Chaca, two spotted black leopards. Then I walked further on that path and saw some wallabys, and I snagged some pictures of them. Then I meandered on over to where Simba and Cici, the two Barbary lions that the zoo has. They're awesome... except Barbary lions are extinct in the wild, and Simba is completely amazing, and everyone wants a piece of him for their zoo, so that should give the Little Zoo That Could some more publicity.
Then, as we finished up the circle, walking back up to the entrance, Patti Hall waved at me, and I waved back and I said, "Liz! Patti Hall is waving to me! How did she knows it was us? Do we dress funny? It's because we're from Jersey? Patti Hall is psychic!" She then greeted us and my party and the couple people that came on the tour with us. Then, we spoke for a few moments and then moved to go and watch some ghost tigers (there's only thirty in the whole world, and the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo has two, it's a double recessive gene...) get their nails clipped. It was cute, they were growling a little bit.. adorable - I got to pet one.
Then Patti led us to a large cage, with two special needs Capuchin monkeys inside: Trey and Lulu. Trey did not want to come out and play, but Lulu sure did. In fact, as soon as the cage door opened, she was out onto Patti's arm and then onto my shoulder and then my dome. Needless to say, I'm glad and proud and stuff to be the first person not zoo related to have had been jumped on. Anyway, Lulu jumped around for a good twenty to thirty minutes, cameras flashing all around, but she mainly kept to my neck, camera and head, Liz's face, Sibling's arms and Mother's shoulder...once. Lulu had a strange habit of jumping from a strange woman beside me to the cage, wrapping her tail around my neck to turn and then swinging herself into the bushes behind me... It was so cool to see, I tell you what...
After we put Lulu back in the box with Trey, we moved on to the back lot area where we followed Patti and saw an older Capuchin monkey pair. I clearly saw that the male older capuchin monkeys are in fact, obnoxious 'butt holes'. The female was lovely, all calm and peaceful... she did, however, steal the piece of fruit the male worked so hard to throw things around to get... Ah well... After that we saw a male peacock and a female peahen standoff! Patti called it a 'Mexican Standoff', so I'm telling you, the reader.... yeah.
Oh! My! GOSH! After that we went inside this little area house place where all the food is prepared, and I saw the meat delivery, a box was labeled 'neck' and another 'wing', Patti said that the meat was cut up into quarters, and then she opened up another little room that looked like it was made out of thin pieces of wood... Yeah, painted black... with a door. We kicked off our shoes, and then hopped in a room with three baby kangaroos! One was eight months old, another was seven months old and the other was six months old. The five month old was feeling a little bit sickly, so was unable to join the others and us in the visitor area. So, I held .... Liz and I and Sibling held a baby kangaroo, her name was [still is, but we're not there anymore, so it's past tense] Matilda, they called her Tilly. And then after that, I put my shoes back on, cleaned my hands and then Patti was like "I'm gonna do something else with you guys."
Liz and I were shocked and amazing, more things to do! Inconceivable! So then she finally let the cat out of the bag, what're we going to do? Feed some tigers! See? Remember when I said that there would be some more fun stories to tell? I told you! Yes, Sibling, Liz and I all bottle fed milk to a tiger. Sibling fed Salt, who was placed with Pepper in their own enclosure. While Liz and I fed Rajah and Rani, in another enclosure. After each time we fed them, we boofed at them, and placed our hands and faces up against the fence and the tigers spoke to us, it was amazing!
One of the most awesome experiences of my life! Felines are so amazing! After we were done playing with Rajah and Rani, Patti moved us all to Simba and Cici's enclosure, and we all got to take really good pictures of Simba because he was then put into a separate area where he pretty much schmoozed everyone. Apparently, he's a big baby, and is in love with attention. Which, by the way, for a gigantic Barbary Lion is hysterical. He was quite talkative, too, responding in whatever noise he could to what Patti was saying... So cool...
But after that... after that, the tour ended, and we had to leave...
And it was sad...
I didn't like leaving...
But Patti said that we should call next time, and be Zoo Keepers for a day, which would be amazing - since that's what I"m planning on doing as my career anyway. So, now I have her business card, which she said I could have, a bright green and white Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo T-Shirt, a plush cat, a magnet, and over 800 pictures...
After the zoo, and after eating at a nearby place - where I got steak, which was the worst steak I got on the trip... much too much pepper - we drove to Louisiana... We scheduled a Ghost Tour for six o'clock, however, we left lunch/dinner around 4 thirty and we wound up getting into Louisiana at 6:20-ish. Unfortunately, I had to call the tour place and cancel it, which meant I didn't get to see my ghostie locations. That's alright, I guess, I mean, it's not like I won't be traveling there again.
Once we arrived in Louisiana, we went immediately to our Bed and Breakfast which was called Chez Ellie Marie, and is run by Jon and Edwina Figaro. We dropped all of our stuff off there, got a brief tour and had a sit down chat with the both of them for about twenty to thirty minutes.
It was a great conversation, topics ranged from morals and respect to the Zulu coconuts (Edwina's father was a high ranking member, I think she said - they paint coconuts and throw them at people during Mardi Gras. They don't throw them anymore, they caused physical pain or something, who knew?) We also spoke about what we were doing in Louisiana, what we did in Alabama, the tours we were going to take, and then I stopped listening to what Edwina, Liz and Sibling were saying because Jon came back with directions on how to use the trolley and how to get to the French Quarter.
After that, we asked about where we could eat. Just down the street a little bit, there was a place, so, we ate there. It was called La Granada, and it was delicious! I had a lamb shank. Liz said I ordered it because I like to say shank. That is false, it was because I didn't want to get the steak... because lamb was on the menu, and I often do not get the option for lamb, so, when the option was offered, I chose it.
After we ate, we went back to Chez Ellie Marie and slept... except I went on a crazy rant about how Hoo doo heard about a whole bunch in the Louisiana area... So, I creeped myself, Liz and Sibling out with that. It was awesome. Now, we sleep.
We drove for about twelve minutes before pulling up to the small enclosure area, and in my head I was thinking 'it looks bigger on TV'. Sibling merely said "this is it...?" So, I ignored the size of the zoo, since I already knew what was inside and that it had to be a bit larger on the inside, we walked inside and told the woman behind the counter that we had scheduled a meeting with Patti Hall, the director. Patti had just gotten to the zoo, and was in a meeting though, so the woman behind the counter said we could just walk around the zoo ourselves and then if we didn't bump into Patti around there, she'd be by the gift shop later.
So, we did just that. Walking around the first things we saw were the lemurs on Lemur Island. They don't have a fence around Lemur Island, it's just an island... Lemurs don't like water, so they stay on the land. After the lemurs, we crossed a little bridge thing, two our left side -while on the bridge- was a turtle, and on our right were three alligators. Then we made a sharp left to look at Lemur Island some more and some ducks... and a swan named Romeo [who on the Series is a jerk...] after that I saw a bear, but I didn't know if it was Milley or Buddha, the two resident Black bears, so we went closer to them and took some pictures of them. After that, we went through the -what I am going to call- the Aviatrix, which housed about twenty or so exotic birds. The strangest one was the Coocoobara, they make a strange noise - I had seen one before on Jimmy Fallon's new show.
We left the birds, and then saw some kind of...deer thing.... I don't know, but Liz pet it. Then I moved on and took a picture of a peacock and then I took a picture of Lady (a lioness) and then I saw some coatimundis (coati), but they were sort of sleeping so I really couldn't see them. And then I saw some capuchin monkeys one was Michael, one was Crunch and the other was Kunda... she was blonde... I'd never seen him before... And then I bypassed the goats and the deer and the llama looking things and the emu bird and went toward Chuckie, a gigantic alligator. I took two pictures of him him. Did you know, that during Hurricane Ivan (the first hurricane the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo went through, Chuckie was lost! He was later found and such, but, boy, that's scary...)
After Chuckie, we moved and then I saw Rajah and Rani, a white tiger and a 'regular' tiger. Cool stories to follow... Anyway, Liz and I tried to boof them over to us, which is pretty much what it sounds like when you say it out loud. But like 'BoOoOoooOooffuh'. With those inflections and things, too. After those tigers, I continued along and found Umba, Mandril Baboon. After Umba, I saw Katrina and Chaca, two spotted black leopards. Then I walked further on that path and saw some wallabys, and I snagged some pictures of them. Then I meandered on over to where Simba and Cici, the two Barbary lions that the zoo has. They're awesome... except Barbary lions are extinct in the wild, and Simba is completely amazing, and everyone wants a piece of him for their zoo, so that should give the Little Zoo That Could some more publicity.
Then, as we finished up the circle, walking back up to the entrance, Patti Hall waved at me, and I waved back and I said, "Liz! Patti Hall is waving to me! How did she knows it was us? Do we dress funny? It's because we're from Jersey? Patti Hall is psychic!" She then greeted us and my party and the couple people that came on the tour with us. Then, we spoke for a few moments and then moved to go and watch some ghost tigers (there's only thirty in the whole world, and the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo has two, it's a double recessive gene...) get their nails clipped. It was cute, they were growling a little bit.. adorable - I got to pet one.
Then Patti led us to a large cage, with two special needs Capuchin monkeys inside: Trey and Lulu. Trey did not want to come out and play, but Lulu sure did. In fact, as soon as the cage door opened, she was out onto Patti's arm and then onto my shoulder and then my dome. Needless to say, I'm glad and proud and stuff to be the first person not zoo related to have had been jumped on. Anyway, Lulu jumped around for a good twenty to thirty minutes, cameras flashing all around, but she mainly kept to my neck, camera and head, Liz's face, Sibling's arms and Mother's shoulder...once. Lulu had a strange habit of jumping from a strange woman beside me to the cage, wrapping her tail around my neck to turn and then swinging herself into the bushes behind me... It was so cool to see, I tell you what...
After we put Lulu back in the box with Trey, we moved on to the back lot area where we followed Patti and saw an older Capuchin monkey pair. I clearly saw that the male older capuchin monkeys are in fact, obnoxious 'butt holes'. The female was lovely, all calm and peaceful... she did, however, steal the piece of fruit the male worked so hard to throw things around to get... Ah well... After that we saw a male peacock and a female peahen standoff! Patti called it a 'Mexican Standoff', so I'm telling you, the reader.... yeah.
Oh! My! GOSH! After that we went inside this little area house place where all the food is prepared, and I saw the meat delivery, a box was labeled 'neck' and another 'wing', Patti said that the meat was cut up into quarters, and then she opened up another little room that looked like it was made out of thin pieces of wood... Yeah, painted black... with a door. We kicked off our shoes, and then hopped in a room with three baby kangaroos! One was eight months old, another was seven months old and the other was six months old. The five month old was feeling a little bit sickly, so was unable to join the others and us in the visitor area. So, I held .... Liz and I and Sibling held a baby kangaroo, her name was [still is, but we're not there anymore, so it's past tense] Matilda, they called her Tilly. And then after that, I put my shoes back on, cleaned my hands and then Patti was like "I'm gonna do something else with you guys."
Liz and I were shocked and amazing, more things to do! Inconceivable! So then she finally let the cat out of the bag, what're we going to do? Feed some tigers! See? Remember when I said that there would be some more fun stories to tell? I told you! Yes, Sibling, Liz and I all bottle fed milk to a tiger. Sibling fed Salt, who was placed with Pepper in their own enclosure. While Liz and I fed Rajah and Rani, in another enclosure. After each time we fed them, we boofed at them, and placed our hands and faces up against the fence and the tigers spoke to us, it was amazing!
One of the most awesome experiences of my life! Felines are so amazing! After we were done playing with Rajah and Rani, Patti moved us all to Simba and Cici's enclosure, and we all got to take really good pictures of Simba because he was then put into a separate area where he pretty much schmoozed everyone. Apparently, he's a big baby, and is in love with attention. Which, by the way, for a gigantic Barbary Lion is hysterical. He was quite talkative, too, responding in whatever noise he could to what Patti was saying... So cool...
But after that... after that, the tour ended, and we had to leave...
And it was sad...
I didn't like leaving...
But Patti said that we should call next time, and be Zoo Keepers for a day, which would be amazing - since that's what I"m planning on doing as my career anyway. So, now I have her business card, which she said I could have, a bright green and white Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo T-Shirt, a plush cat, a magnet, and over 800 pictures...
After the zoo, and after eating at a nearby place - where I got steak, which was the worst steak I got on the trip... much too much pepper - we drove to Louisiana... We scheduled a Ghost Tour for six o'clock, however, we left lunch/dinner around 4 thirty and we wound up getting into Louisiana at 6:20-ish. Unfortunately, I had to call the tour place and cancel it, which meant I didn't get to see my ghostie locations. That's alright, I guess, I mean, it's not like I won't be traveling there again.
Once we arrived in Louisiana, we went immediately to our Bed and Breakfast which was called Chez Ellie Marie, and is run by Jon and Edwina Figaro. We dropped all of our stuff off there, got a brief tour and had a sit down chat with the both of them for about twenty to thirty minutes.
It was a great conversation, topics ranged from morals and respect to the Zulu coconuts (Edwina's father was a high ranking member, I think she said - they paint coconuts and throw them at people during Mardi Gras. They don't throw them anymore, they caused physical pain or something, who knew?) We also spoke about what we were doing in Louisiana, what we did in Alabama, the tours we were going to take, and then I stopped listening to what Edwina, Liz and Sibling were saying because Jon came back with directions on how to use the trolley and how to get to the French Quarter.
After that, we asked about where we could eat. Just down the street a little bit, there was a place, so, we ate there. It was called La Granada, and it was delicious! I had a lamb shank. Liz said I ordered it because I like to say shank. That is false, it was because I didn't want to get the steak... because lamb was on the menu, and I often do not get the option for lamb, so, when the option was offered, I chose it.
After we ate, we went back to Chez Ellie Marie and slept... except I went on a crazy rant about how Hoo doo heard about a whole bunch in the Louisiana area... So, I creeped myself, Liz and Sibling out with that. It was awesome. Now, we sleep.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Spring Break: The Awakening
Today I didn't wake up until 9:25, and it was glorious! When I finally did wake up, I got a shower and then I heated up some of the meaty beef tip things that I didn't eat last night - I had those for breakfast, and a roll... and also a brownie. By that time it was eleven o'clock and Mother said we needed to get me sunglasses because we could be on a boat, and with the sudden bright and beautiful day, well, the sun would be quite loud in my eyes. So, we went to a place called Alvin's Island and I got a pair of sunglasses and Mother got her hat... And Sibling got a cup, and we all got Henna type things. Mother, Sibling and I got matching lizards on our arms, I'll show you a picture.
So, after we left we drove to Flipper 2, a place where we would be Dolphin Watching. When we got there, we all got free ice cream from a place called Flippers Seafood & Oysterbar and then we were all told to get on the boat. So, we got on the boat and went all the way to the front, which is called the bow. When Richard who was our Captain pulled out of the dock, we clambered up from the hull area and onto the top portion and pretended we were on Titanic... except for the sinking and the death and the "Don't let go, Jack!"
But it was amazing, the weather was beautiful, the sky was clear blue and the water bluish looking and amazing, totally amazing. I saw probably nine pods of dolphins or so, and took about 60 some pictures... because I brought the lesser of my two memory cards... not even a whole gig... So, we rode it out for two hours and it was an awesome time. Then we ate at the place we got the free ice cream at and I got steak. It was pretty good, not as good as Calypso Joe's, but still really good.
After that, we came back to the hotel and I took a nap. It was great. It was such a fantastic day. Tomorrow, we go to the zoo - I'm so excited! Here's some of what I saw today!
So, after we left we drove to Flipper 2, a place where we would be Dolphin Watching. When we got there, we all got free ice cream from a place called Flippers Seafood & Oysterbar and then we were all told to get on the boat. So, we got on the boat and went all the way to the front, which is called the bow. When Richard who was our Captain pulled out of the dock, we clambered up from the hull area and onto the top portion and pretended we were on Titanic... except for the sinking and the death and the "Don't let go, Jack!"
But it was amazing, the weather was beautiful, the sky was clear blue and the water bluish looking and amazing, totally amazing. I saw probably nine pods of dolphins or so, and took about 60 some pictures... because I brought the lesser of my two memory cards... not even a whole gig... So, we rode it out for two hours and it was an awesome time. Then we ate at the place we got the free ice cream at and I got steak. It was pretty good, not as good as Calypso Joe's, but still really good.
After that, we came back to the hotel and I took a nap. It was great. It was such a fantastic day. Tomorrow, we go to the zoo - I'm so excited! Here's some of what I saw today!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Spring Break: The Downpour
My eyes opened today for the first time at approximately 6:30 in the morning to Sibling and Mother laughing and talking about nothing really in particular, and then I don't know ht really happened, I must've fallen back to sleep because again at 7:20-ish, I hear Mother almost trip over the sundries bag that is laying on the floor... Why they woke up so ungodly early was and is beyond me, but I've grown to accept that they are strange people.
Anyway, after they were loud, those two got breakfast and eventually roped Liz into going on a morning beach walk. I declined, and decided to sleep for an extra twenty to thirty minutes. I obviously needed it. I still nee more sleep, I'm very tired. I'm anticipating sleep this evening, very much. Anyway! After they all came back from their walk, I ate breakfast... a bagel and some cream cheese and I called the zoo I mentioned in the post below this one. They were closed for a little while today because of the rain. So, that's when we discovered the rain. Luckily, we had a whole bunch of brochures and looked at them and decided to go into Mobile, Alabama for the day.
So, we drove to Mobile and went to the Museum of Mobile where we learned about slavery in the town of Mobile and life 'way back when'. Also, we discovered that when Mother, Sibling, Liz and I are placed in a room all by ourselves with children's activities, we will indulge ourselves. For instance, there was an activity that required teamwork to make an archway and a keystone type of project... we did that, then, Sibling organized the fake fish while Mother and I organized the fake vegetable and fruit displays on the fake market street. Then, right before the group of young children came in, we wrote all over the already written on white boards things about how New Jersey is the best, and how 'we were here'.
Then we went upstairs where we saw a whole bunch of Mardi Gras things. I learned that different towns have different colors for their parades and such. Purple is for power, green is for pride and gold is for wealth, or something... Then we messed with some buttons that made some very loud noises, such as bombs... True story, I blew up an entire facility with the click of a red button, I'll show you on the pictures. It told us about an explosion in a munitions factory a couple days/weeks after a war ended. Then we found the reason we came to the museum: Pirates! There, we learned about piracy and different stories on pirates and different trade routes they terrorized, and I learned how to tie a Reef Knot and I found buried treasure that I had to throw back into the the little sand box... Good times. Then we moved into a room with five miniature houses, which were beautiful! They're on Sibling's camera, because her's takes better pictures like that - pictures through plastic... mine has a terrible glare. [ I plan on making the houses in The Sims, they're going to be awesome!]
During that, however, Liz got a phone call from Patti Hall, the director of the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo and we are going to actually see her on Wednesday around eleven, I think... I think that's the plan that's going on. I'm so excited! Anyway, after the little houses, we moved the to gift shop and picked up a few things, for instance, where to go for food, since we were about to eat a person.
The kindly old woman directed us to Three Georges, where we can, in fact eat one of six real food options. I'm not knocking it, it was tasty. Not somewhere I'd recommend if you're hungry enough to eat someone though, and, as stated above - we were. No matter. After we ate, we drove through more rain, and decided to go to the Gulf Coast Exploreum Science Center. It's a hands on, play with science and stuff place. I thought it would be "oh, look, a sand box".
No, this place was awesome. We walked in, and bought tickets and stuff and then met this woman whose name might have been Jennifer, who was a splendid woman who once upon a time lived in Jersey. She gave us little credit card looking things that we used to go around the main floor of the place and do all kinds of fun activities with. We placed the card into the machine of our choice and did the activity, like stand on a platform and a tube thing squirted out fake blood into a bigger tube thing and it measured how much blood was in you depending on how much you weighed... or something, I didn't really read it, I just thought it was interesting that someone decided "Hey, let's manufacture something that looks like a bleeding garden house and say let's make it educational." And another thing we did was looks at pig lungs, and we also saw a cow's eye and I made a skeleton move via excise bike, and I listened to my pulse with a microphone stethoscope, and also my reflex thing is about 21 - 25 hundredths of a second!
Oh My GOSH! JEREALITY! YOU'RE A SPEED DEMON! I know that's what you're thinking, and yes, you're right. I am. Now, if you could please not interrupt, I'd be glad to continue on with my story.
After we - OH WAIT! I did surgery. I did some virtual knee surgery, my patient survived, naturally. Anyway, after we demolished that floor with our excellence, we decided to grace the floor of the second with our presence. And grace it we did! I'm glad we did, too - that floor was amazing! First, I wasn't impressed, because I saw microscopes. And I was like ".......[dramatic pause].......NO!" and then I sat down on a chair, then Liz sat down beside me, and I turned and looked at her and went "Dissecting microscope?" and then I left after some words were exchanged.
Mother and I then moved to this thing that was strange looking, and actually, I don't remember actually what happened in the three to seven minutes I wandered around aimlessly, lost in the abyss of my mind whilst the people around me did their science. No, really, though. I don't remember what happened, but suddenly I remember standing next to Liz and seeing Mother materializing into space on a small tv screen in front of me. It was pretty neat. We played around with the TV screen thing for a little bit before we went our separate ways, Liz and Sibling doing something with making fish while Mother and I went and took a picture of our heat reflections and went to go play with electricity.
After that we all played with magnets. And then we played with dinosaurs and scenes and stuff... I felt like HalfCyborg for a good twenty minutes, with all the stop motion, it was intense! I'm not going to put my masterpiece up here because it's a grand total of four seconds long with a six second introduction. And then all of a sudden a woman came around and said "we're about to close in ten minutes"
"....what? O_o"
I was having so much fun, and she had to come along and ruin it with her closing times. (-_-) Meanie. So then we left, and went back to the van and drove back to the hotel. Well, no... we drove in the direction we thought the hotel was in. See, when you go West to originally go to a location, you then can't go west to get back to the starting point, you need to go east. Didn't get the memo for this trip...
So, we're driving, and running out of gas and suddenly, we're where we've never been before. "Barbie's dreamhouse land", as Liz just called it. I have a picture, so you'll believe me. So, we turned around from there, and then drove some more, mostly looking for a gas station as we were on E. So, we drove for a few minutes when all of a sudden shouts of "WHOOOO!!!!!! NEW JERSEYY!!!!!!" A chorus, actually. Naturally, we're all shocked and we look to our left, there's a jeep looking car truck thing... I don't know, but it was filled to maximum capacity and then some with guys whooping and shouting and dancing about how we were from Jersey. Made my night. We left them, because they followed us for a while, we called them the Stalker boys, and then got some gas for the car...
THEN we went to the hotel. Then we decided we would go and get some food. However, the world decided against that. The world plotted against us and said "NO! NO YOU WILL NOT EAT THIS EVENING! EVERYONE SHALL EAT BUT YOU!" And I said "but, but World, please, we're but lowly travelers on the great expanse that is you..." and World replied in a deep billowy voice "NO! NO ONE IN YOUR VEHICLE SHALL EAT THIS EVENING FROM A RESTAURANT! IF YOU EAT TONIGHT YOU WILL SUFFER!" And I said nothing.
Four times we drove up and down the stretch of road. Twice across a bridge. Twice into a parking lot. Once we pulled into the final parking lot and looked at our destination, 'Brunos: Supermarket', we knew that our restaurant outing was destroyed. So, we walked in, grabbed two bowls of macaroni and cheese, one for me and one for Liz, Mother and Sibling grabbed a pulled pork thing to share and I also was given some sort of meat thing because I vowed to have steak every night this evening.
I inhaled the macaroni and cheese. I feel horrible. We also bought ice cream, pound cake and a cookie cake, which I have just eaten a piece of... I'm going to die much faster than expected. Also, I now have a midnight bed time. Which is closing in fast! Good thing I ended the day already, eh?
It rained. All. Day. Long.
Time for pictures!
Anyway, after they were loud, those two got breakfast and eventually roped Liz into going on a morning beach walk. I declined, and decided to sleep for an extra twenty to thirty minutes. I obviously needed it. I still nee more sleep, I'm very tired. I'm anticipating sleep this evening, very much. Anyway! After they all came back from their walk, I ate breakfast... a bagel and some cream cheese and I called the zoo I mentioned in the post below this one. They were closed for a little while today because of the rain. So, that's when we discovered the rain. Luckily, we had a whole bunch of brochures and looked at them and decided to go into Mobile, Alabama for the day.
So, we drove to Mobile and went to the Museum of Mobile where we learned about slavery in the town of Mobile and life 'way back when'. Also, we discovered that when Mother, Sibling, Liz and I are placed in a room all by ourselves with children's activities, we will indulge ourselves. For instance, there was an activity that required teamwork to make an archway and a keystone type of project... we did that, then, Sibling organized the fake fish while Mother and I organized the fake vegetable and fruit displays on the fake market street. Then, right before the group of young children came in, we wrote all over the already written on white boards things about how New Jersey is the best, and how 'we were here'.
Then we went upstairs where we saw a whole bunch of Mardi Gras things. I learned that different towns have different colors for their parades and such. Purple is for power, green is for pride and gold is for wealth, or something... Then we messed with some buttons that made some very loud noises, such as bombs... True story, I blew up an entire facility with the click of a red button, I'll show you on the pictures. It told us about an explosion in a munitions factory a couple days/weeks after a war ended. Then we found the reason we came to the museum: Pirates! There, we learned about piracy and different stories on pirates and different trade routes they terrorized, and I learned how to tie a Reef Knot and I found buried treasure that I had to throw back into the the little sand box... Good times. Then we moved into a room with five miniature houses, which were beautiful! They're on Sibling's camera, because her's takes better pictures like that - pictures through plastic... mine has a terrible glare. [ I plan on making the houses in The Sims, they're going to be awesome!]
During that, however, Liz got a phone call from Patti Hall, the director of the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo and we are going to actually see her on Wednesday around eleven, I think... I think that's the plan that's going on. I'm so excited! Anyway, after the little houses, we moved the to gift shop and picked up a few things, for instance, where to go for food, since we were about to eat a person.
The kindly old woman directed us to Three Georges, where we can, in fact eat one of six real food options. I'm not knocking it, it was tasty. Not somewhere I'd recommend if you're hungry enough to eat someone though, and, as stated above - we were. No matter. After we ate, we drove through more rain, and decided to go to the Gulf Coast Exploreum Science Center. It's a hands on, play with science and stuff place. I thought it would be "oh, look, a sand box".
No, this place was awesome. We walked in, and bought tickets and stuff and then met this woman whose name might have been Jennifer, who was a splendid woman who once upon a time lived in Jersey. She gave us little credit card looking things that we used to go around the main floor of the place and do all kinds of fun activities with. We placed the card into the machine of our choice and did the activity, like stand on a platform and a tube thing squirted out fake blood into a bigger tube thing and it measured how much blood was in you depending on how much you weighed... or something, I didn't really read it, I just thought it was interesting that someone decided "Hey, let's manufacture something that looks like a bleeding garden house and say let's make it educational." And another thing we did was looks at pig lungs, and we also saw a cow's eye and I made a skeleton move via excise bike, and I listened to my pulse with a microphone stethoscope, and also my reflex thing is about 21 - 25 hundredths of a second!
Oh My GOSH! JEREALITY! YOU'RE A SPEED DEMON! I know that's what you're thinking, and yes, you're right. I am. Now, if you could please not interrupt, I'd be glad to continue on with my story.
After we - OH WAIT! I did surgery. I did some virtual knee surgery, my patient survived, naturally. Anyway, after we demolished that floor with our excellence, we decided to grace the floor of the second with our presence. And grace it we did! I'm glad we did, too - that floor was amazing! First, I wasn't impressed, because I saw microscopes. And I was like ".......[dramatic pause].......NO!" and then I sat down on a chair, then Liz sat down beside me, and I turned and looked at her and went "Dissecting microscope?" and then I left after some words were exchanged.
Mother and I then moved to this thing that was strange looking, and actually, I don't remember actually what happened in the three to seven minutes I wandered around aimlessly, lost in the abyss of my mind whilst the people around me did their science. No, really, though. I don't remember what happened, but suddenly I remember standing next to Liz and seeing Mother materializing into space on a small tv screen in front of me. It was pretty neat. We played around with the TV screen thing for a little bit before we went our separate ways, Liz and Sibling doing something with making fish while Mother and I went and took a picture of our heat reflections and went to go play with electricity.
After that we all played with magnets. And then we played with dinosaurs and scenes and stuff... I felt like HalfCyborg for a good twenty minutes, with all the stop motion, it was intense! I'm not going to put my masterpiece up here because it's a grand total of four seconds long with a six second introduction. And then all of a sudden a woman came around and said "we're about to close in ten minutes"
"....what? O_o"
I was having so much fun, and she had to come along and ruin it with her closing times. (-_-) Meanie. So then we left, and went back to the van and drove back to the hotel. Well, no... we drove in the direction we thought the hotel was in. See, when you go West to originally go to a location, you then can't go west to get back to the starting point, you need to go east. Didn't get the memo for this trip...
So, we're driving, and running out of gas and suddenly, we're where we've never been before. "Barbie's dreamhouse land", as Liz just called it. I have a picture, so you'll believe me. So, we turned around from there, and then drove some more, mostly looking for a gas station as we were on E. So, we drove for a few minutes when all of a sudden shouts of "WHOOOO!!!!!! NEW JERSEYY!!!!!!" A chorus, actually. Naturally, we're all shocked and we look to our left, there's a jeep looking car truck thing... I don't know, but it was filled to maximum capacity and then some with guys whooping and shouting and dancing about how we were from Jersey. Made my night. We left them, because they followed us for a while, we called them the Stalker boys, and then got some gas for the car...
THEN we went to the hotel. Then we decided we would go and get some food. However, the world decided against that. The world plotted against us and said "NO! NO YOU WILL NOT EAT THIS EVENING! EVERYONE SHALL EAT BUT YOU!" And I said "but, but World, please, we're but lowly travelers on the great expanse that is you..." and World replied in a deep billowy voice "NO! NO ONE IN YOUR VEHICLE SHALL EAT THIS EVENING FROM A RESTAURANT! IF YOU EAT TONIGHT YOU WILL SUFFER!" And I said nothing.
Four times we drove up and down the stretch of road. Twice across a bridge. Twice into a parking lot. Once we pulled into the final parking lot and looked at our destination, 'Brunos: Supermarket', we knew that our restaurant outing was destroyed. So, we walked in, grabbed two bowls of macaroni and cheese, one for me and one for Liz, Mother and Sibling grabbed a pulled pork thing to share and I also was given some sort of meat thing because I vowed to have steak every night this evening.
I inhaled the macaroni and cheese. I feel horrible. We also bought ice cream, pound cake and a cookie cake, which I have just eaten a piece of... I'm going to die much faster than expected. Also, I now have a midnight bed time. Which is closing in fast! Good thing I ended the day already, eh?
It rained. All. Day. Long.
Time for pictures!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Spring Break: The Beginnings
-BOOM BOOM- "Everyone, RUN!" -insert screams here- "It's gaining on us!" -fade to black
[Voiceover: They thought it would be a normal Spring Break Vacation, little did they know what they were really getting into. Jereality, Mother, Sibling and Liz on a drive from Jersey to Alabama... this, this is their story]
At nine o'clock Saturday morning, March 14th, Mother came to my room and woke me up. It was time to get the rental van. The rental van is a 2009 Town and Country, I think and it's got all kinds of bells and whistles and such... to the point Sibling and Liz don't even have to open the doors manually, they just have to click a button also... Satalite radio, which is sort of fun to play with when I'm not making everyone listen to my iPod. Anyway, we all piled into the van after packing everything. The contents of our Rent-A-Van include a leather computer bag which stores my life, my clothes bag, Liz's clothes bag, Mother's clothes bag, Sibling's clothes bag, a large cooler, a small cooler... Also, Mother's got a purse, Sibling's got a purse and I have another amazing computer bag with a little robot on it.
After we piled in we drove a few minutes to get to Father's place of work where we received from him four turkey sandwiches and a container of brownies. We said our good byes, and on the adventure we began. We drove through south, through New Jersey on various versions of I-85, through Delaware, AROUND Washington DC because it's painful to navigate there, then Maryland, Virginia, a little bit of West Virginia I think, and then through North and South Carolina.
Meanwhile, it's raining buckets and we're on a major artery, all around people who think they're the only ones on the road. It was crazy. I had to turn up the volume and stuff on the radio so we (Mother and I) could stay awake, because by this time it was 3 in the morning and we had been driving for 12 hours.
So, when we get into Georgia we decided we'd stay at some hotel for the night. We did, which was great because we all needed proper sleep since one of my favorite quotes from the ride is [Me: "Hey!";;; Mother: "I was just resting them!"]
We got to the hotel there, and Liz and I are all giggly because it is now four thirty in the morning and that's what happens when we stay up all day. Except Liz and Sibling slept the whole ride.... Liz also got up at one in the afternoon... Regardless, we were all quite sleepy. So, we got all of our things and made our way up to our room in a hotel that looked like the inside of a bee hive. I swear, I thought the Queen Bee would pop out of a room and start shooing away little copies...
This morning, around 9 in the morning again, Mother woke me up... It was time for breakfast. I had steak and eggs. It was delicious. After that, we had some drama checking out of the hotel and getting our vehicle out of the mandatory valet parking. After all of that happened, we restocked our vehicle with all of our belongings and drove some more - we were on the road by one. From Georgia we went straight for Alabama. Which was great. By 6 we were in Alabama near our hotel area.
Cool thing that happened at one of the stop lights here... A car pulled up next to us, and our windows are rolled down because the weather in Alabama is awesome, and a woman goes "Hey, ya'll just drive down from New Jersey?" and we were all "yeah!" and we had an entire conversation for a good three hundred feet after the light turned green, going the same speed about where we were going. It was very nice, quite hospitable.
Finally, we found our hotel... it's right before a place called Souvenir City... The fireman we asked said if we passed that, we'd gone too far.... He was right. So, we all got into our hotel... it's the smallest hotel in the line of hotels along the beach. Also, it's pink. Also, I have to share a bed. I'm not good with sharing. Whatever, at least I'm here, and having an awesome time so far.
After we dumped our stuff into the room, we decided to ask our concierge front-desk man to see what we should do about food for dinner. He sent us to a place called Calypso Joe's , so, we went there. It was muggy out, a little, so we sat outside because inside would have bee even worse. Especially since it's Spring Break everywhere and the stupid people are out to play. Especially the people with children who have no control over them. The parental advising pretty much went like this:
Parent: Sit down, or else!
Child: Hmm...
Parent: Hmm, Sit down.
Child: Hmm, No.
and
Something that pretty much went along the basis of if you don't come here now, I'm going to call you to come here again. It was ridiculous. I'm kind of upset that I'm not young enough to act the way I do in front of the parents who let their children run a muck. Anyway, dinner was great... I had steak again. I'm big into meat.
Later, we contemplated dining and ditching (we didn't) and then came back to the hotel and grabbed some brochures for the following couple of days before we move along to Louisiana.
So, at the moment, it is eleven:eleven in Alabama at home, it is 12:11 ... I should be getting some sleep tomorrow. We're going to the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo tomorrow - it's pretty much the thing that sparked the vacation, then it just kind of morphed into this big amazing fun time happy adventure.
More to come at a later date. Now, for some pictures!
[Voiceover: They thought it would be a normal Spring Break Vacation, little did they know what they were really getting into. Jereality, Mother, Sibling and Liz on a drive from Jersey to Alabama... this, this is their story]
At nine o'clock Saturday morning, March 14th, Mother came to my room and woke me up. It was time to get the rental van. The rental van is a 2009 Town and Country, I think and it's got all kinds of bells and whistles and such... to the point Sibling and Liz don't even have to open the doors manually, they just have to click a button also... Satalite radio, which is sort of fun to play with when I'm not making everyone listen to my iPod. Anyway, we all piled into the van after packing everything. The contents of our Rent-A-Van include a leather computer bag which stores my life, my clothes bag, Liz's clothes bag, Mother's clothes bag, Sibling's clothes bag, a large cooler, a small cooler... Also, Mother's got a purse, Sibling's got a purse and I have another amazing computer bag with a little robot on it.
After we piled in we drove a few minutes to get to Father's place of work where we received from him four turkey sandwiches and a container of brownies. We said our good byes, and on the adventure we began. We drove through south, through New Jersey on various versions of I-85, through Delaware, AROUND Washington DC because it's painful to navigate there, then Maryland, Virginia, a little bit of West Virginia I think, and then through North and South Carolina.
Meanwhile, it's raining buckets and we're on a major artery, all around people who think they're the only ones on the road. It was crazy. I had to turn up the volume and stuff on the radio so we (Mother and I) could stay awake, because by this time it was 3 in the morning and we had been driving for 12 hours.
So, when we get into Georgia we decided we'd stay at some hotel for the night. We did, which was great because we all needed proper sleep since one of my favorite quotes from the ride is [Me: "Hey!";;; Mother: "I was just resting them!"]
We got to the hotel there, and Liz and I are all giggly because it is now four thirty in the morning and that's what happens when we stay up all day. Except Liz and Sibling slept the whole ride.... Liz also got up at one in the afternoon... Regardless, we were all quite sleepy. So, we got all of our things and made our way up to our room in a hotel that looked like the inside of a bee hive. I swear, I thought the Queen Bee would pop out of a room and start shooing away little copies...
This morning, around 9 in the morning again, Mother woke me up... It was time for breakfast. I had steak and eggs. It was delicious. After that, we had some drama checking out of the hotel and getting our vehicle out of the mandatory valet parking. After all of that happened, we restocked our vehicle with all of our belongings and drove some more - we were on the road by one. From Georgia we went straight for Alabama. Which was great. By 6 we were in Alabama near our hotel area.
Cool thing that happened at one of the stop lights here... A car pulled up next to us, and our windows are rolled down because the weather in Alabama is awesome, and a woman goes "Hey, ya'll just drive down from New Jersey?" and we were all "yeah!" and we had an entire conversation for a good three hundred feet after the light turned green, going the same speed about where we were going. It was very nice, quite hospitable.
Finally, we found our hotel... it's right before a place called Souvenir City... The fireman we asked said if we passed that, we'd gone too far.... He was right. So, we all got into our hotel... it's the smallest hotel in the line of hotels along the beach. Also, it's pink. Also, I have to share a bed. I'm not good with sharing. Whatever, at least I'm here, and having an awesome time so far.
After we dumped our stuff into the room, we decided to ask our concierge front-desk man to see what we should do about food for dinner. He sent us to a place called Calypso Joe's , so, we went there. It was muggy out, a little, so we sat outside because inside would have bee even worse. Especially since it's Spring Break everywhere and the stupid people are out to play. Especially the people with children who have no control over them. The parental advising pretty much went like this:
Parent: Sit down, or else!
Child: Hmm...
Parent: Hmm, Sit down.
Child: Hmm, No.
and
Something that pretty much went along the basis of if you don't come here now, I'm going to call you to come here again. It was ridiculous. I'm kind of upset that I'm not young enough to act the way I do in front of the parents who let their children run a muck. Anyway, dinner was great... I had steak again. I'm big into meat.
Later, we contemplated dining and ditching (we didn't) and then came back to the hotel and grabbed some brochures for the following couple of days before we move along to Louisiana.
So, at the moment, it is eleven:eleven in Alabama at home, it is 12:11 ... I should be getting some sleep tomorrow. We're going to the Alabama Gulf Coast Zoo tomorrow - it's pretty much the thing that sparked the vacation, then it just kind of morphed into this big amazing fun time happy adventure.
More to come at a later date. Now, for some pictures!
Monday, March 02, 2009
Dreams and Medieval Times
I love Medieval Times. Over this weekend, I went over to Liz's house rather than going to my house - which is okay, since I was going to stay at the school anyway. So, we took the train there... You know, the train that I take to go home on the weekends? Well, we took that train to where I usually stop, which is six dollars total, then we moved to take a train to Trenton... which was nine dollars, but I had to pay for Liz, 'cause she lost her money [which we later found in her glasses case], so that was nineteen... Then we stopped at that station and walked around all confused-like before we found where needed to go. What we did not know was that we needed to buy tickets. We found out because the conductor man came around and was all "boarding pass?" and Liz and I looked at each other and then back at him, to which he went as he scruntched his face "you don't have the tickets...?" "No..." "Oh, well that's five dollars extra... So...that's thirty five dollars"
Luckily, I took out sixty for this adventure, and had enough to cover it. Phew.
Then we were picked up by Liz's father, and taken to his house. Then, that night we went to a basketball game. Now, I know exactly what you are thinking. "Jereality? Basketball game? Whaaaaat?" Yes, I went to the basketball game of Liz's high school and some other team. They lost, though...37 -41. We stayed there the night and Liz got her new computer since her original one sort of died in her lap.... It was depressing, really... Anyway, she got her new laptop and things were well and good. Then, we went to Liz's mom's house and such and then I slept.
The next morning, we went to Liz's youngest sister's basketball game. Now, I know what you're thinking "Another basketball game?!" Yes, another game. After that, we went [oh, those Lucky Leprachans won their basketball game - that's the youngest sister's team] After that we went back to Liz's mom's house and had grilled cheese and then I think I took a nap... And then when I woke up we went to Medieval Times! It was so much fun!
We rooted for red and yellow, it was so awesome! I ate half a chicken there, and a rib and a potato and some soup and two pieces of garlic bread [because there were extras]... Delicious... Ah, crazy... Awesome, awesome times. After that, we went back to Liz's house and watched some TV and then I slept. And I had the weirdest dream!
It started out with my uncle Jim talking to me about how my blog titles and then he left. So, me and Liz started to brainstorm ideas when Audrina came in the room said a few things and then was attacked by a dog thing! So me and Liz freak out and escape through the window. Audrina is dead for sure. So, me and Liz are looking up at the window and the dog thing is looking out of it, down at us... and it has a crazy Chesire cat smile and stared at us and then went back inside.
Then we go and look for help and find Dean Winchester, so we take him to the scene and there is no sign of anything. So, I turn to point to where something was and I look back and Dean is attacking Liz! So I picked up a book or a shoe or something [-it changed shape-] and turned back to look at Liz... but when I did, I saw that she didn't have any lips anymore and she was dead. I turned around again, to see Audrina's body behind a chair, again, no lips... So I looked for Dean but as I turned, he attacked me and I was thrown to the ground. He dropped beside me, his face changing shapes into my Uncle Jim and the dog thing and back to Dean. I hit him in the head, and then for some odd reason grabbed the skin on his face and started to pull it and he wound up looking the blue guy from those Ben Ten cartoons... Except he wasn't blue, but all red and covered in muscle and tissue and stuff...and his eyes were all bulgy and yellow...
And then I woke up... Yep.... That's about it...
Weirdest dream I've had this month...
I'll keep you filled in;;
Sweet Dreams and Pleasant Nightmares
^_6;;Jereality
Luckily, I took out sixty for this adventure, and had enough to cover it. Phew.
Then we were picked up by Liz's father, and taken to his house. Then, that night we went to a basketball game. Now, I know exactly what you are thinking. "Jereality? Basketball game? Whaaaaat?" Yes, I went to the basketball game of Liz's high school and some other team. They lost, though...37 -41. We stayed there the night and Liz got her new computer since her original one sort of died in her lap.... It was depressing, really... Anyway, she got her new laptop and things were well and good. Then, we went to Liz's mom's house and such and then I slept.
The next morning, we went to Liz's youngest sister's basketball game. Now, I know what you're thinking "Another basketball game?!" Yes, another game. After that, we went [oh, those Lucky Leprachans won their basketball game - that's the youngest sister's team] After that we went back to Liz's mom's house and had grilled cheese and then I think I took a nap... And then when I woke up we went to Medieval Times! It was so much fun!
We rooted for red and yellow, it was so awesome! I ate half a chicken there, and a rib and a potato and some soup and two pieces of garlic bread [because there were extras]... Delicious... Ah, crazy... Awesome, awesome times. After that, we went back to Liz's house and watched some TV and then I slept. And I had the weirdest dream!
It started out with my uncle Jim talking to me about how my blog titles and then he left. So, me and Liz started to brainstorm ideas when Audrina came in the room said a few things and then was attacked by a dog thing! So me and Liz freak out and escape through the window. Audrina is dead for sure. So, me and Liz are looking up at the window and the dog thing is looking out of it, down at us... and it has a crazy Chesire cat smile and stared at us and then went back inside.
Then we go and look for help and find Dean Winchester, so we take him to the scene and there is no sign of anything. So, I turn to point to where something was and I look back and Dean is attacking Liz! So I picked up a book or a shoe or something [-it changed shape-] and turned back to look at Liz... but when I did, I saw that she didn't have any lips anymore and she was dead. I turned around again, to see Audrina's body behind a chair, again, no lips... So I looked for Dean but as I turned, he attacked me and I was thrown to the ground. He dropped beside me, his face changing shapes into my Uncle Jim and the dog thing and back to Dean. I hit him in the head, and then for some odd reason grabbed the skin on his face and started to pull it and he wound up looking the blue guy from those Ben Ten cartoons... Except he wasn't blue, but all red and covered in muscle and tissue and stuff...and his eyes were all bulgy and yellow...
And then I woke up... Yep.... That's about it...
Weirdest dream I've had this month...
I'll keep you filled in;;
Sweet Dreams and Pleasant Nightmares
^_6;;Jereality
Sunday, February 22, 2009
The Headcase and the Lunch Lady...
Quote of the Day:
Father: Watch this...
-drives through a stright lane and moves to make a left hand turn, cutting in front of the left turn lane-
[-enter police siren- bweup bweup]
Father: -rolls down window- Yes?
Policeman: Trying to make a left?
Father: Yeah, everyone's trying to make a left.
Policeman: But you cut off all those people.
Father: No.
Policeman: Okay. -drives away-
Yes, we did cut off all of those people. Weird....
Father: Watch this...
-drives through a stright lane and moves to make a left hand turn, cutting in front of the left turn lane-
[-enter police siren- bweup bweup]
Father: -rolls down window- Yes?
Policeman: Trying to make a left?
Father: Yeah, everyone's trying to make a left.
Policeman: But you cut off all those people.
Father: No.
Policeman: Okay. -drives away-
Yes, we did cut off all of those people. Weird....
Thursday, February 19, 2009
New York
Alrighty, you guys!
I meant to post earlier and have meant to post more frequently since the year started... However, I've been quite lethargic and apathetic to most everything around me. I do hope that those feelings go away. I've been meaning to post since I got back, but I went to New York with me familia the thirteenth through the fifteenth. Wait! Backstory really quick. For Christmas, Sibling and I got tickets to see Mary Poppins on Broadway. In the beginning when the rumor of the gift had begun to circulate through my house, I wasn't too thrilled. And then I remembered that I love Mary Poppins, and began to grow excited. When we finall got the tickets and Mother and Father told us that we had been upgraded to better seats, well, I was elated! And then, later, we were upgraded again because of some magical Triple A thing or something. Backstory over - here we are now, in the recent past.
Okay, so on Thursday, February 12th I took the train home per usual and was picked up by Father. I got home did the shower thing, and packed some more for New York. Friday the 13th happened and the family left our home in the hands of cousin Scotty, his grilfriend and her daughter. Splendid people. They also took care of Greta, the family dog... She's got colitis again...so she had a strict diet. Anyway!
Father, Mother, Sibling and I were driven to the station where I had been several hours previously, and waited for our nine o'clock train... So, we waited and I got an Auntie Anne's pretzle... and got a little bit sick because I'm not entirely used to eating such high-in-grease, bad for your heart and veins food... It was delicious, though... Totally worth the stomach ache.
And then we got on the train, and sat for a couple hours until we got to our destination. Then, Mother, Father, Sibling and I got our stuff and walked eight or nine blocks from the station where we 'landed'. We got to our hotel and checked in and stuff, then I took a nap because Mother worked the night before and I had taken dramamine and was sleepy. Meanwhile, Sibling and Father took a walk.
When they came back and Mother and I were awake we walked around New York. I took a whole bunch of pictures and then we were stopped by a guy asking us if we liked comedy. Father said yes, and I looked at the list of comedians. I recognized one of them, Jessica Kirson, she came to my Collegiate place of Learning and made us all forget that we were unhappy for an hour and a half.
So, I told Father that she was funny, and Sibling whispered to me that she didn't want to go. I said 'yes, you do', and then we bought tickets for the show. After we ate at a place the man we got tickets from recommended, we made our way to the venue where the Funny was going to happen. And, indeed, we had fun. We laughed till we cried. The MC was funny, the comics were funny, some of them weren't as funny as others, however, I still managed to give them a chuckle. In fact, there was a british guy who was very funny, the only thing I can remember at the moment is how he said his vernacular changed moving from England to the Bronx. He said he would once say that "he was just going to go to his flat," and now he said "I'm going to take my white cracker ass up to my crib, dawg."
Ah, he was very funny. I recommened seeing the comedy things in New York.... at least the one I went to... I don't remember what it was called, but I'm sure I will be able to tell you eventually.
After that we went back to the room, and slept. The next morning, we woke up and walked around looking for a place called the Petrossean, we ate breakfast there. It was tasty, I had Breoche French toast with banana whipped cream and fresh berries. Although, I don't like the little blueberries and raspberries and other third berry that I don't remember, everything else was great. Sibling had smoked salmon and a kind of bagel thing croissant or something... Father had a whole bunch of different kinds of breads and jams, and I think Mother had some kind of beef stew in a croissant or something... Very tasty...
Anyway, after that, we walked around some more and I took more pictures and then we got ready for the play. After we got dressed, we walked [-we walked everywhere, not once did we step into a cab, it was awesome!-] to the New Amsterdam, and got our seats. The theatre itself was glorious. Sibling and I took pictures, I'll post them eventually. Let's move on.
Mary Poppins was amazing! The set was fantastic, the costumes were amazing, the kids who played Michael and Jane were fabulous - such skill in such tiny people - and the other cast members were amazing to watch. The man who played Bert looked like Colin Farrel and it was awesome to watch him move about. And the woman who played Mary Poppins did an amazing job, and it was just an all around fabulous time... The only bothersome thing was the people who sat behind us. An entire row of drunkards who brought their alcohol in plastic cups, and talked the entire time about how much they loved Mary Poppins . Sibling and I huffed throughout the play, hoping they would notice. However, when they didn't seem to catch our back looks and huffs, I decided to take it upon myself to enjoy the play. So, with Father sitting to my right, Sibling on my left and mother to her left, I turned to face the two who were making most of the noise and said in my most polite of voices: "Could you please be quiet."
Now, if you know me personally, like how Father and Sibling do, what that really sounded like was: "could you please shut your fucking mouths, you're being fucking rude and nobody cares how well you think you can sing opera to these songs you fat drunk lunatics." That's what it sounded like to me, and I said it. They got the message, Father smiled, Sibling chuckled softly... Mother didn't until Sibling told her what I did... Ah, good times...
After the play, we all got up, Father bought me the Soundtrack which I've listened to every day since the adventure - I even put the music on the Sims, so when I play I can still listen. After the play, we went to the Stardust Diner and got some food while we were serendaded by the diner's singing waitstaff. They're quite good. So good, that we went there the next day for breakfast... Ah, good times. There are fifteen singing waitstaff who divy up money that is placed in a bucket to pay for their singing and dancing lessons so they can become big stars on Broadway and such. It's all quite lovely, and expirience, to be sure. I highly recommend it.
And then we got our train and came back to my home...and then I played some guitar hero...
Yeah, that wasn't the best ending... But Audrina [-I'm back in the Collegiate place of Learning] is sleepy, and she needs the light turned off because it's 1:55 AM and she as class tomorrow... So, that's that... If I remember anything, I will be sure to add it to another post later... Check out the links and remeber to tip your waiters/watresses!
^_6;;Jereality
I meant to post earlier and have meant to post more frequently since the year started... However, I've been quite lethargic and apathetic to most everything around me. I do hope that those feelings go away. I've been meaning to post since I got back, but I went to New York with me familia the thirteenth through the fifteenth. Wait! Backstory really quick. For Christmas, Sibling and I got tickets to see Mary Poppins on Broadway. In the beginning when the rumor of the gift had begun to circulate through my house, I wasn't too thrilled. And then I remembered that I love Mary Poppins, and began to grow excited. When we finall got the tickets and Mother and Father told us that we had been upgraded to better seats, well, I was elated! And then, later, we were upgraded again because of some magical Triple A thing or something. Backstory over - here we are now, in the recent past.
Okay, so on Thursday, February 12th I took the train home per usual and was picked up by Father. I got home did the shower thing, and packed some more for New York. Friday the 13th happened and the family left our home in the hands of cousin Scotty, his grilfriend and her daughter. Splendid people. They also took care of Greta, the family dog... She's got colitis again...so she had a strict diet. Anyway!
Father, Mother, Sibling and I were driven to the station where I had been several hours previously, and waited for our nine o'clock train... So, we waited and I got an Auntie Anne's pretzle... and got a little bit sick because I'm not entirely used to eating such high-in-grease, bad for your heart and veins food... It was delicious, though... Totally worth the stomach ache.
And then we got on the train, and sat for a couple hours until we got to our destination. Then, Mother, Father, Sibling and I got our stuff and walked eight or nine blocks from the station where we 'landed'. We got to our hotel and checked in and stuff, then I took a nap because Mother worked the night before and I had taken dramamine and was sleepy. Meanwhile, Sibling and Father took a walk.
When they came back and Mother and I were awake we walked around New York. I took a whole bunch of pictures and then we were stopped by a guy asking us if we liked comedy. Father said yes, and I looked at the list of comedians. I recognized one of them, Jessica Kirson, she came to my Collegiate place of Learning and made us all forget that we were unhappy for an hour and a half.
So, I told Father that she was funny, and Sibling whispered to me that she didn't want to go. I said 'yes, you do', and then we bought tickets for the show. After we ate at a place the man we got tickets from recommended, we made our way to the venue where the Funny was going to happen. And, indeed, we had fun. We laughed till we cried. The MC was funny, the comics were funny, some of them weren't as funny as others, however, I still managed to give them a chuckle. In fact, there was a british guy who was very funny, the only thing I can remember at the moment is how he said his vernacular changed moving from England to the Bronx. He said he would once say that "he was just going to go to his flat," and now he said "I'm going to take my white cracker ass up to my crib, dawg."
Ah, he was very funny. I recommened seeing the comedy things in New York.... at least the one I went to... I don't remember what it was called, but I'm sure I will be able to tell you eventually.
After that we went back to the room, and slept. The next morning, we woke up and walked around looking for a place called the Petrossean, we ate breakfast there. It was tasty, I had Breoche French toast with banana whipped cream and fresh berries. Although, I don't like the little blueberries and raspberries and other third berry that I don't remember, everything else was great. Sibling had smoked salmon and a kind of bagel thing croissant or something... Father had a whole bunch of different kinds of breads and jams, and I think Mother had some kind of beef stew in a croissant or something... Very tasty...
Anyway, after that, we walked around some more and I took more pictures and then we got ready for the play. After we got dressed, we walked [-we walked everywhere, not once did we step into a cab, it was awesome!-] to the New Amsterdam, and got our seats. The theatre itself was glorious. Sibling and I took pictures, I'll post them eventually. Let's move on.
Mary Poppins was amazing! The set was fantastic, the costumes were amazing, the kids who played Michael and Jane were fabulous - such skill in such tiny people - and the other cast members were amazing to watch. The man who played Bert looked like Colin Farrel and it was awesome to watch him move about. And the woman who played Mary Poppins did an amazing job, and it was just an all around fabulous time... The only bothersome thing was the people who sat behind us. An entire row of drunkards who brought their alcohol in plastic cups, and talked the entire time about how much they loved Mary Poppins . Sibling and I huffed throughout the play, hoping they would notice. However, when they didn't seem to catch our back looks and huffs, I decided to take it upon myself to enjoy the play. So, with Father sitting to my right, Sibling on my left and mother to her left, I turned to face the two who were making most of the noise and said in my most polite of voices: "Could you please be quiet."
Now, if you know me personally, like how Father and Sibling do, what that really sounded like was: "could you please shut your fucking mouths, you're being fucking rude and nobody cares how well you think you can sing opera to these songs you fat drunk lunatics." That's what it sounded like to me, and I said it. They got the message, Father smiled, Sibling chuckled softly... Mother didn't until Sibling told her what I did... Ah, good times...
After the play, we all got up, Father bought me the Soundtrack which I've listened to every day since the adventure - I even put the music on the Sims, so when I play I can still listen. After the play, we went to the Stardust Diner and got some food while we were serendaded by the diner's singing waitstaff. They're quite good. So good, that we went there the next day for breakfast... Ah, good times. There are fifteen singing waitstaff who divy up money that is placed in a bucket to pay for their singing and dancing lessons so they can become big stars on Broadway and such. It's all quite lovely, and expirience, to be sure. I highly recommend it.
And then we got our train and came back to my home...and then I played some guitar hero...
Yeah, that wasn't the best ending... But Audrina [-I'm back in the Collegiate place of Learning] is sleepy, and she needs the light turned off because it's 1:55 AM and she as class tomorrow... So, that's that... If I remember anything, I will be sure to add it to another post later... Check out the links and remeber to tip your waiters/watresses!
^_6;;Jereality
Friday, February 06, 2009
Recollections
Remember when I would post all the time about amazing adventures and just random fun times? Well, it seems as of the past six months or so, I haven't really had any. I don't do anything anymore of any large consequence - nothing worth retelling, nothing that would later in life make me say 'wow, what great times.'
I mean, there are moments that I have fun in which I think I should have my own television show, because in large groups I am funny, and the friends and family with me all would make amazing television - Actual Reality Television.
I read a couple months of old posts, the December '05 to March '06 posts. I sounded much happier 'back then'. I want to be that happy again - I just want to be doing things... Whatever
Also, it turns out that not only do I lie to other people, I lie to myself. Isn't that neat?! I have discovered, though, that I have a crush that is driving me insane. I hope it goes away... because that crush is unavailable.... Annoying... I'm going to go and watch some game shows now... I love those...maybe try to upload the Sims 2 again....
-sigh-
Later gators...
^_6;;Jereality
I mean, there are moments that I have fun in which I think I should have my own television show, because in large groups I am funny, and the friends and family with me all would make amazing television - Actual Reality Television.
I read a couple months of old posts, the December '05 to March '06 posts. I sounded much happier 'back then'. I want to be that happy again - I just want to be doing things... Whatever
Also, it turns out that not only do I lie to other people, I lie to myself. Isn't that neat?! I have discovered, though, that I have a crush that is driving me insane. I hope it goes away... because that crush is unavailable.... Annoying... I'm going to go and watch some game shows now... I love those...maybe try to upload the Sims 2 again....
-sigh-
Later gators...
^_6;;Jereality
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
What Don't You F*cking Understand?
Alright guys,
One of my most favorite actors flipped out a couple days ago. Christian Bale, known a bit for his anger... even though he denied the allegations... Whatever. So, a couple days ago a light crew member 'repeatedly' walked into Bale's line of vision, distracting him. Well, he flipped out and that flip out was caught on tape or something, and then leaked onto the internets. Well, I love the internets, and I happen to have a remixed dance version. Mind you, there is an F-bomb in this, so if you're not comfortable with the F-word don't listen.
It's just entertaining.
^_6;;Jereality
One of my most favorite actors flipped out a couple days ago. Christian Bale, known a bit for his anger... even though he denied the allegations... Whatever. So, a couple days ago a light crew member 'repeatedly' walked into Bale's line of vision, distracting him. Well, he flipped out and that flip out was caught on tape or something, and then leaked onto the internets. Well, I love the internets, and I happen to have a remixed dance version. Mind you, there is an F-bomb in this, so if you're not comfortable with the F-word don't listen.
It's just entertaining.
^_6;;Jereality
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Still Alive
Hey guys, it's been a couple days, eh?
Just wanted to drop in and let ya'll know that I'm still here. Nothing big has really happened... I've accepted several things that I know just won't happen, so I guess that's big news... I've been kind of lonely the past couple days. Lonely, but I want zero company. I'd go and hang out with people, but I just don't want to have to actually interact with them. I'll stick with small talk and move on my way, I guess...
Whatever. When I head back to college tomorrow, I'll get what I need. There's people there in my dorm that I can be around, not have to entertain them or feel awkward that I'm not, and still get the loneliness out of the way. I don't really know what's going on in my head right now... It's depressing, to say the least. Sorry for that knowledge, that was just so I can keep tabs later in life to see how unhappy I am some days.
Maybe at that time in my life I'll be able to look back and shake my head, wondering why I didn't just move on... Until that day, though, the present direction in my head is south, and there really is nothing anyone can do about it. That might be a lie. It's not a lie, just too concrete for it to be the truth. There are a select few people who could make me happy if only for the time being. However, if they are reading, and want to do something to make me happy, don't. What will wind up happening is me being happy only to crash again once I get used too content with the level of happiness I receive.
Again, I have no idea what's going on in my head right now... I'm going to go and get some sleep now... It's 5:52 AM, Sunday morning, February first. 334 days until my birthday... woo...
-_-;;Jereality
Just wanted to drop in and let ya'll know that I'm still here. Nothing big has really happened... I've accepted several things that I know just won't happen, so I guess that's big news... I've been kind of lonely the past couple days. Lonely, but I want zero company. I'd go and hang out with people, but I just don't want to have to actually interact with them. I'll stick with small talk and move on my way, I guess...
Whatever. When I head back to college tomorrow, I'll get what I need. There's people there in my dorm that I can be around, not have to entertain them or feel awkward that I'm not, and still get the loneliness out of the way. I don't really know what's going on in my head right now... It's depressing, to say the least. Sorry for that knowledge, that was just so I can keep tabs later in life to see how unhappy I am some days.
Maybe at that time in my life I'll be able to look back and shake my head, wondering why I didn't just move on... Until that day, though, the present direction in my head is south, and there really is nothing anyone can do about it. That might be a lie. It's not a lie, just too concrete for it to be the truth. There are a select few people who could make me happy if only for the time being. However, if they are reading, and want to do something to make me happy, don't. What will wind up happening is me being happy only to crash again once I get used too content with the level of happiness I receive.
Again, I have no idea what's going on in my head right now... I'm going to go and get some sleep now... It's 5:52 AM, Sunday morning, February first. 334 days until my birthday... woo...
-_-;;Jereality
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Dreams and Movies
Hey you!
It's been a while since I posted... About a week or so. Since then, I've had a couple dreams. Every time I slept, I would dream. In every single dream, the same three people have cameo'd in those dreams doing various things from helping me fight zombies, running through giant stomachs and the acid...some dying along the way... going through old Victorian towns that turn into water parks, etc. Good times... The people who are in these dreams are Father, Liz and Han Solo. I hope everyone knows who those people are and no one actually thinks that 'Han Solo' from Star Wars was in my dreams... and you all realize that that is not what I mean.
On to the Movies!
Underworld '3' - Rise of the Lycans.
- It's very good, very, very good. The camera motions are a bit too fast paced at times, but other than that I was so happy to watch it. I recommened it highly... It was SO GOOD! It's okay if you haven't seen the other two Underworld's, no biggie - this movie is a prequel, so it explains what happened before Underworld, and Underworld Evolution.
Paul Blart: Mall Cop
-Also, another good movie. Very funny, I also recommened this one. It's good times...
Why did I see two movies in one night? Well, Sibling and her friend wanted to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button... And... she wanted me to drive. So, Liz and I discovered that we needed to keep ourselves busy for two hours and change while Sibling and her friend watched the Button movie, so we planned out movies. Underworld came first at 8:10 to 9:40-ish, and then at 9:40-ish to 11:10 it was Paul Blart: Mall Cop. However, we were slightly upset because we wouldn't be able to watch our shoes that come on at eight and then nine.
Turns out, though, that our shows come on again at midnight and one. So, we watched both of our movies, came home by 11:45 sat down got all settled by 11:55 and by midnight, we were watching our shows. Everything timed itself out perfectly, it was lovely.
Alright, I'm going to go and watch 64 Zoo Lane and then Little Bear....
I love nastalgea!
^_6;;Jereality
It's been a while since I posted... About a week or so. Since then, I've had a couple dreams. Every time I slept, I would dream. In every single dream, the same three people have cameo'd in those dreams doing various things from helping me fight zombies, running through giant stomachs and the acid...some dying along the way... going through old Victorian towns that turn into water parks, etc. Good times... The people who are in these dreams are Father, Liz and Han Solo. I hope everyone knows who those people are and no one actually thinks that 'Han Solo' from Star Wars was in my dreams... and you all realize that that is not what I mean.
On to the Movies!
Underworld '3' - Rise of the Lycans.
- It's very good, very, very good. The camera motions are a bit too fast paced at times, but other than that I was so happy to watch it. I recommened it highly... It was SO GOOD! It's okay if you haven't seen the other two Underworld's, no biggie - this movie is a prequel, so it explains what happened before Underworld, and Underworld Evolution.
Paul Blart: Mall Cop
-Also, another good movie. Very funny, I also recommened this one. It's good times...
Why did I see two movies in one night? Well, Sibling and her friend wanted to see The Curious Case of Benjamin Button... And... she wanted me to drive. So, Liz and I discovered that we needed to keep ourselves busy for two hours and change while Sibling and her friend watched the Button movie, so we planned out movies. Underworld came first at 8:10 to 9:40-ish, and then at 9:40-ish to 11:10 it was Paul Blart: Mall Cop. However, we were slightly upset because we wouldn't be able to watch our shoes that come on at eight and then nine.
Turns out, though, that our shows come on again at midnight and one. So, we watched both of our movies, came home by 11:45 sat down got all settled by 11:55 and by midnight, we were watching our shows. Everything timed itself out perfectly, it was lovely.
Alright, I'm going to go and watch 64 Zoo Lane and then Little Bear....
I love nastalgea!
^_6;;Jereality
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The Unborn...
...should have been born and developed into a decent movie before being put into theaters. But first, a story.
On the night of January 16th, at 7:00 pm, Sibling, Liz, Father and I were sitting in theater number seven. 7:03, previews. "Who wants to come with me to get snacks and stuff?" So, Father and I went to the candy counter that is in the hallway of the theater, ordered our two diet cokes, one sprite and one cherry coke along with our two medium popcorns. As we leave the line, a repetitive buzz fills the air, and a constant blinking on the walls indicate the fire alarm going off. "Please exit the movie theater calmly and quickly."
"What? Are you serious?"
The entire movie-goer populace was confused and asking the same questions. However, most of us just meandered back into our respective theaters and waited for the previews. Eventually, we were all ushered out of the entire cineplex and my party waited in the van and watched the goings-on of the people inside while also watching the angry movie-goers cram themselves into traffic. Very entertaining. At 7:49 we left the now empty parking lot, annoyed and slightly amused at the people who had been around us.
This evening of January 17th at 7:00, Sibling, Liz, Father and I found ourselves in theater number seven. We got through the previews, and then we got through the movie...
The movie itself was terrible. The only good thing in that movie was Cam Gigandet. He was fantastic. Also, he's so pretty to look at.
The kid who plays the unborn child is creepy to look at in glimspe scenes, but the longer he's on screen, the more used to him you get. All in all, the movie was horrible. Absolutely terrible. I was told it was a "shit in your pants" movie. It's not. It was comedic, if anything... Funny that they tried so hard to make it a horror movie. The adventure from yesterday was more entertaining.
Ah, well... Perhaps when I go and check out Marley and Me it'll be better... I've heard good things so far....
^_6;; Jereality
On the night of January 16th, at 7:00 pm, Sibling, Liz, Father and I were sitting in theater number seven. 7:03, previews. "Who wants to come with me to get snacks and stuff?" So, Father and I went to the candy counter that is in the hallway of the theater, ordered our two diet cokes, one sprite and one cherry coke along with our two medium popcorns. As we leave the line, a repetitive buzz fills the air, and a constant blinking on the walls indicate the fire alarm going off. "Please exit the movie theater calmly and quickly."
"What? Are you serious?"
The entire movie-goer populace was confused and asking the same questions. However, most of us just meandered back into our respective theaters and waited for the previews. Eventually, we were all ushered out of the entire cineplex and my party waited in the van and watched the goings-on of the people inside while also watching the angry movie-goers cram themselves into traffic. Very entertaining. At 7:49 we left the now empty parking lot, annoyed and slightly amused at the people who had been around us.
This evening of January 17th at 7:00, Sibling, Liz, Father and I found ourselves in theater number seven. We got through the previews, and then we got through the movie...
The movie itself was terrible. The only good thing in that movie was Cam Gigandet. He was fantastic. Also, he's so pretty to look at.
The kid who plays the unborn child is creepy to look at in glimspe scenes, but the longer he's on screen, the more used to him you get. All in all, the movie was horrible. Absolutely terrible. I was told it was a "shit in your pants" movie. It's not. It was comedic, if anything... Funny that they tried so hard to make it a horror movie. The adventure from yesterday was more entertaining.
Ah, well... Perhaps when I go and check out Marley and Me it'll be better... I've heard good things so far....
^_6;; Jereality
Sunday, January 11, 2009
So, I'm Feeling...
... a little bit emo right now. Very 'woe is me', and I'm not too sure why. Actually, that's a lie. It's 2009, right now. In three days time now, I will be another year older. Another year gone, with memories I wish I could've made, memories I wish I didn't have... I've lost people, and near the end of 2008, I grew closer to others, some over three months.
I don't know how often I've said this, or how often I've thought it... I think about it a lot, actually... I feel completely and utterly lost on one situation. It's all very trivial when I think about it, and yet half of me still shouts out, telling me that human interaction is very important to living. Humans, by nature, are social creatures...
So, in every good romantic comedy movie, there is the protagonist who is in love with someone who either A. doesn't know the protagonist exists, B. is the protagonist's best friend, or C. is a friend of the protagonist, however is already in a relationship.
That's where I am. I'm letter C, although, I don't know about the whole 'love' thing, because I'm not sure exactly how that feels.
This has been weighing on my mind for a very long time... and it gives me a hopeless feeling, because I know he won't break up with his girl friend - I'm sure they're great together. I really don't know the girl, I hear she's friendly... she even lives close by to my house... Still, I've never really spoken to her. Doesn't really matter, though... because I'm constantly thinking about her boy friend. He's fantastic. He went to my high school... the moment I saw him there, I liked him.
Being shy is a terrible thing.
So, here I am... 'woe is me'-ing. I want them to break up so I can just say something. I"m not going to say anything now because I don't want to ruin the friendship that I worked hard to build up. And it is friendship, he said so. 'What are friends for', he said.
I also don't want them to break up because I did something. I would feel terrible. Everything I hope to become does not include relationship destroyer. I don't want that on my conscience, I would feel way too guilty.
We talk, sometimes, he and I. At strange hours of the night, texting back and forth. Sometimes, when I'm al hopped up on sugar and unable to sleep, I'll call him... I babble on and on about nothing in particular, and he listens. He remembers what I talk about, too... because he asks about it later...
I don't know... If I got a boyfriend, I'd want it to be him... No one else seems to measure up...
I'm screwed.
And boring.
And not so happy.
Also, I'm good at lying... so no one who hasn't read this will think I'm just fine.
Yay.
-_-;; Jereality
I don't know how often I've said this, or how often I've thought it... I think about it a lot, actually... I feel completely and utterly lost on one situation. It's all very trivial when I think about it, and yet half of me still shouts out, telling me that human interaction is very important to living. Humans, by nature, are social creatures...
So, in every good romantic comedy movie, there is the protagonist who is in love with someone who either A. doesn't know the protagonist exists, B. is the protagonist's best friend, or C. is a friend of the protagonist, however is already in a relationship.
That's where I am. I'm letter C, although, I don't know about the whole 'love' thing, because I'm not sure exactly how that feels.
This has been weighing on my mind for a very long time... and it gives me a hopeless feeling, because I know he won't break up with his girl friend - I'm sure they're great together. I really don't know the girl, I hear she's friendly... she even lives close by to my house... Still, I've never really spoken to her. Doesn't really matter, though... because I'm constantly thinking about her boy friend. He's fantastic. He went to my high school... the moment I saw him there, I liked him.
Being shy is a terrible thing.
So, here I am... 'woe is me'-ing. I want them to break up so I can just say something. I"m not going to say anything now because I don't want to ruin the friendship that I worked hard to build up. And it is friendship, he said so. 'What are friends for', he said.
I also don't want them to break up because I did something. I would feel terrible. Everything I hope to become does not include relationship destroyer. I don't want that on my conscience, I would feel way too guilty.
We talk, sometimes, he and I. At strange hours of the night, texting back and forth. Sometimes, when I'm al hopped up on sugar and unable to sleep, I'll call him... I babble on and on about nothing in particular, and he listens. He remembers what I talk about, too... because he asks about it later...
I don't know... If I got a boyfriend, I'd want it to be him... No one else seems to measure up...
I'm screwed.
And boring.
And not so happy.
Also, I'm good at lying... so no one who hasn't read this will think I'm just fine.
Yay.
-_-;; Jereality
Sunday, January 04, 2009
According To The Prophecy
So, it's sort of still Saturday for me, because for some ungodly reason I'm still awake. I don't think I'll be going to bed. Well, no, I'm already in bed. I'm typing in bed, I just won't be sleeping. That may be a lie. I may just go and get a shower around seven, and then take a little nap. Or, I may just stay awake, eat some pancakes and go on with my day like a normal person and sleep great tonight. That's weird to say, as it is still night time. I may get some picture of the sun rise! That's exciting. And yes, the grammar and spelling are correct in that sentence. I'm going to see the sun rise, not the sunrise. I will watch it move, that's what I'm going for.
Anyway, I'm awake. I'm hungry. My eyes are kind of 'burn-y' because the fan is on and I've had my contacts in for... a couple hours. Since about two o'clock, I think that's when they let me sleep till, I don't really remember. I think I spoke about that earlier. Again, I don't remember.
I had something important to say, and now I don't remember. Oh yeah!
My birthday is coming up. And, for the first time in a long time, I don't think that it will be unhappy. I won't have anyone there I secretly don't want. As far as I know I won't be getting any surprise parties. It's not a marking birthday, like 10, 16, 18 or 21, so nothing really special should happen.
Also, I go back to my Collegiate Place of Learning on the 13th... and classes start on the 14th, which, incidentally, is my actual birthday. I suppose I should have expected it. I mean, if I'm not taking mid terms in high school for my birthday, I might as well be taking four classes. Would you like to know the classes I've scheduled for my birthday? My birthday is on a Wednesday this year, and Wednesday's classes are great...only because there's two. I've got English, which will be fantastic since it's the same guy I had for my first semester. Great teacher, I'm going to call him Michael, here... He lets us call him by his first name because we're all adults. I like that. And, since he reminds me of someone named Michael, that is what I shall call him. The second class is a Chemistry lab, which should be interesting. I hear the professor I have for that is really good, which is great, because I'm not so great at Chemistry. I will call this person Spice. If you knew the professor's actual name, you'd give a little chuckle, or crack a smile. However, you don't, which is mildly upsetting. However, I digress.
After my birthday comes Thursday, which is my most busy day. I have my Chemistry lecture, an Intro to Small Animal Science class, a Bio lecture and then Finite Math. I'm looking forward to one of those classes. And really, I'm only looking forward to two classes the entire semester - English and Intro to Small Animal Science.Anyway, after that math class, I'm finished until Monday again because I'm a genius and scheduled myself to have no classes on Fridays... that way I can come home and have a longer weekend... To do more homework and studying... By the way, I'm going to give you an equation: Student + Dying = Studying. Yay!
That's on flair all over facebook. -sigh-
Alright, it's been seven minutes, I'm going to go and flip through tv channels before I try to take a little nap before Sibling goes to wake me up from my slumber. I don't want to be disturbed whilst I slumber. I get all angry and grouchy. Keep that as a mental note, Internet, don't ake me up... or I will be forced to inflict harm upon your person.
Much love!
^_6;; Jereality
Anyway, I'm awake. I'm hungry. My eyes are kind of 'burn-y' because the fan is on and I've had my contacts in for... a couple hours. Since about two o'clock, I think that's when they let me sleep till, I don't really remember. I think I spoke about that earlier. Again, I don't remember.
I had something important to say, and now I don't remember. Oh yeah!
My birthday is coming up. And, for the first time in a long time, I don't think that it will be unhappy. I won't have anyone there I secretly don't want. As far as I know I won't be getting any surprise parties. It's not a marking birthday, like 10, 16, 18 or 21, so nothing really special should happen.
Also, I go back to my Collegiate Place of Learning on the 13th... and classes start on the 14th, which, incidentally, is my actual birthday. I suppose I should have expected it. I mean, if I'm not taking mid terms in high school for my birthday, I might as well be taking four classes. Would you like to know the classes I've scheduled for my birthday? My birthday is on a Wednesday this year, and Wednesday's classes are great...only because there's two. I've got English, which will be fantastic since it's the same guy I had for my first semester. Great teacher, I'm going to call him Michael, here... He lets us call him by his first name because we're all adults. I like that. And, since he reminds me of someone named Michael, that is what I shall call him. The second class is a Chemistry lab, which should be interesting. I hear the professor I have for that is really good, which is great, because I'm not so great at Chemistry. I will call this person Spice. If you knew the professor's actual name, you'd give a little chuckle, or crack a smile. However, you don't, which is mildly upsetting. However, I digress.
After my birthday comes Thursday, which is my most busy day. I have my Chemistry lecture, an Intro to Small Animal Science class, a Bio lecture and then Finite Math. I'm looking forward to one of those classes. And really, I'm only looking forward to two classes the entire semester - English and Intro to Small Animal Science.Anyway, after that math class, I'm finished until Monday again because I'm a genius and scheduled myself to have no classes on Fridays... that way I can come home and have a longer weekend... To do more homework and studying... By the way, I'm going to give you an equation: Student + Dying = Studying. Yay!
That's on flair all over facebook. -sigh-
Alright, it's been seven minutes, I'm going to go and flip through tv channels before I try to take a little nap before Sibling goes to wake me up from my slumber. I don't want to be disturbed whilst I slumber. I get all angry and grouchy. Keep that as a mental note, Internet, don't ake me up... or I will be forced to inflict harm upon your person.
Much love!
^_6;; Jereality
Saturday, January 03, 2009
And The World Keeps On Spinning
Hello, the Internet!
So, Christmas passed and now I have clothes. It's nice to know that I have something else to wear. However, for the passed couple of days it's just been tank tops. Why? Because I've been sleeping for a very long time, and getting showers at various times. For instance, today, I got my shower at four o'clock. Two days ago, I got my shower at around 3 in the morning. It's been scattered. Good times, though. I've been sleeping at irregular patterns, too. Right now, it's eleven forty-four, and I'm exhausted. Why? I have no idea, I'm pretty sure the family let me sleep in until two thirty. I did get home, though, around four in the morning last night.
Had a great conversation with Topher last night after a party I went to. He's a great kid. By 'kid', I mean peer. Actually, I'm just going to flat out and tell you, he's a great human being. One of the few people I trust, actually. After that talk, I was reminded that I had a five hour phone call with Han Solo a couple weeks ago. I was reminded of it because like Topher, Han Solo listened to me. I had been speaking nonsense, nothing of real consequence. Turns out I like being listened to, so I felt the need to thank him for just listening.
We then texted till around seven o'clock. I periodically fall asleep between ours texts. I don't think he minds, generally he'll send another text saying something like 'down she goes'. Then I'll wake up and text back.
I don't know where I was going with this. Not a problem though. I'm tired... but I'm not gonna go to bed.... Sibling wants to go to FYE and GameStop... She told me her plans like this: "Hey, Jer, I want to go to FYE and a GameStop and get rid of the games we don't play. What time should I wake you up?" She was doing the subtle head nod thing, like she was talking to a simpleton. That gets a little annoying... she wonders why I get annoyed...
Ah, nevermind. I just needed to get that off my chest. No matter, it's the trivial things that keep me going... Yay things! Alright, I'm going to go and watch some tv. Oh! By the way, I got a flickr account... I'm going to do some editing so I can continue being Jereality there, that way I can put thel ink up here and you guys and gals can see the photos I take! How exciting is that?!
I'm going to tell you. It's very exciting. Alright, that's all now I will, uh, go and see if I can edit the flickr thing... Otherwise, I'll just let you guys a little closer to my real identity. I'm like a super hero. I have secret identities... bwa ha ha!
^_6;; Jereality
By the way, have a great 2009. Yeah, that's right. I cliche'd that, woo!
So, Christmas passed and now I have clothes. It's nice to know that I have something else to wear. However, for the passed couple of days it's just been tank tops. Why? Because I've been sleeping for a very long time, and getting showers at various times. For instance, today, I got my shower at four o'clock. Two days ago, I got my shower at around 3 in the morning. It's been scattered. Good times, though. I've been sleeping at irregular patterns, too. Right now, it's eleven forty-four, and I'm exhausted. Why? I have no idea, I'm pretty sure the family let me sleep in until two thirty. I did get home, though, around four in the morning last night.
Had a great conversation with Topher last night after a party I went to. He's a great kid. By 'kid', I mean peer. Actually, I'm just going to flat out and tell you, he's a great human being. One of the few people I trust, actually. After that talk, I was reminded that I had a five hour phone call with Han Solo a couple weeks ago. I was reminded of it because like Topher, Han Solo listened to me. I had been speaking nonsense, nothing of real consequence. Turns out I like being listened to, so I felt the need to thank him for just listening.
We then texted till around seven o'clock. I periodically fall asleep between ours texts. I don't think he minds, generally he'll send another text saying something like 'down she goes'. Then I'll wake up and text back.
I don't know where I was going with this. Not a problem though. I'm tired... but I'm not gonna go to bed.... Sibling wants to go to FYE and GameStop... She told me her plans like this: "Hey, Jer, I want to go to FYE and a GameStop and get rid of the games we don't play. What time should I wake you up?" She was doing the subtle head nod thing, like she was talking to a simpleton. That gets a little annoying... she wonders why I get annoyed...
Ah, nevermind. I just needed to get that off my chest. No matter, it's the trivial things that keep me going... Yay things! Alright, I'm going to go and watch some tv. Oh! By the way, I got a flickr account... I'm going to do some editing so I can continue being Jereality there, that way I can put thel ink up here and you guys and gals can see the photos I take! How exciting is that?!
I'm going to tell you. It's very exciting. Alright, that's all now I will, uh, go and see if I can edit the flickr thing... Otherwise, I'll just let you guys a little closer to my real identity. I'm like a super hero. I have secret identities... bwa ha ha!
^_6;; Jereality
By the way, have a great 2009. Yeah, that's right. I cliche'd that, woo!
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.
So, I've been thinking lately - a dangerous past time, I know.
But really, I have been. After the post the other day, I realized that I'm now over it. I don't think about it anymore. I usually think about the situation long and hard at least once a day - that's how bad it had been... Today, I went the entire day without any thoughts about it whatsoever.
However, I did also not really think about anything today. I kind of just existed. I made nothing that would constitute my living in the house. I made no messes. I made no friends. I made no tears. I didn't make my bed after I rolled out of it. I made no real noise. I did nothing of real consequence.
I did watch Fight Club (linked in title) one and 3/4 times, though. I watched it completely after seeing a clip of it on TV during dinner... and then I watched a little bit more with a running commentary...which I got fed up with because Brad Pitt (though, he is fantastically amazing in the movie) mumbles so badly! His clothes/style in the movie are amazing, though. Really, I love it.
A thought just popped into my head. And it is sad. As most of you already know, I have a lot of self-pity. All the shit that goes on in my life builds onto itself, and then one thing will happen and it's all 'woe is me'. Well, recently, I've developed.... no, that's a lie. I've had feelings for this one guy for a couple years... At the time, he was out of my league - enter: self-loathing, and it's shiny trophy wife, Self-pity. So, I really didn't talk to him.
Out of the blue - I don't remember how it happened, we started talking a couple months ago. He had a girlfriend then, and he has a girlfriend now. Neither of which are me. Not a problem. Except the fact that he makes me smile more than usual. -insert sigh here-
I don't know where I was going with this, I think I just wanted to be able to see it written down.
I want what I can't have.
It's how I operate.
It's how I thrive.
I make promises to myself about things that I can't have.
Then, I realize I won't ever have them because I'm a little bit pessimistic.
Self-Pity traipses over my face and parade.
Then I go and sleep.
That's how my life works when I just exist. I'll either sleep all day, or not sleep at all... That's when my serious bouts of insomnia break out the party lights. The insomnia causes me to stay up, which in turn dries out my contacts - because I'm not going to pretend to sleep if I know I'm not going to - which then gives hazy vision, which will lead to terrible head aches.
It's sad. That whole thing. I know exactly what will happen. That's what happens when I think. I think too much, which lets me know exactly what consequences will occur if I do certain things.
Fight Club encompasses my life.
I need a Tyler Durden.
^_6;; Jereality
But really, I have been. After the post the other day, I realized that I'm now over it. I don't think about it anymore. I usually think about the situation long and hard at least once a day - that's how bad it had been... Today, I went the entire day without any thoughts about it whatsoever.
However, I did also not really think about anything today. I kind of just existed. I made nothing that would constitute my living in the house. I made no messes. I made no friends. I made no tears. I didn't make my bed after I rolled out of it. I made no real noise. I did nothing of real consequence.
I did watch Fight Club (linked in title) one and 3/4 times, though. I watched it completely after seeing a clip of it on TV during dinner... and then I watched a little bit more with a running commentary...which I got fed up with because Brad Pitt (though, he is fantastically amazing in the movie) mumbles so badly! His clothes/style in the movie are amazing, though. Really, I love it.
A thought just popped into my head. And it is sad. As most of you already know, I have a lot of self-pity. All the shit that goes on in my life builds onto itself, and then one thing will happen and it's all 'woe is me'. Well, recently, I've developed.... no, that's a lie. I've had feelings for this one guy for a couple years... At the time, he was out of my league - enter: self-loathing, and it's shiny trophy wife, Self-pity. So, I really didn't talk to him.
Out of the blue - I don't remember how it happened, we started talking a couple months ago. He had a girlfriend then, and he has a girlfriend now. Neither of which are me. Not a problem. Except the fact that he makes me smile more than usual. -insert sigh here-
I don't know where I was going with this, I think I just wanted to be able to see it written down.
I want what I can't have.
It's how I operate.
It's how I thrive.
I make promises to myself about things that I can't have.
Then, I realize I won't ever have them because I'm a little bit pessimistic.
Self-Pity traipses over my face and parade.
Then I go and sleep.
That's how my life works when I just exist. I'll either sleep all day, or not sleep at all... That's when my serious bouts of insomnia break out the party lights. The insomnia causes me to stay up, which in turn dries out my contacts - because I'm not going to pretend to sleep if I know I'm not going to - which then gives hazy vision, which will lead to terrible head aches.
It's sad. That whole thing. I know exactly what will happen. That's what happens when I think. I think too much, which lets me know exactly what consequences will occur if I do certain things.
Fight Club encompasses my life.
I need a Tyler Durden.
^_6;; Jereality
Saturday, December 20, 2008
I Am A Terrible Person
Hey.
What's up?
How're you?
That's good to hear.
What's up with me?
How am I doing?
...
....
.....
Not so good.
I am a terrible, horrible person. And the worst part is, people are starting to notice. Not people I've just met, because I've begun to train myself on honesty - so they know exactly how I feel when I feel it, and are used to my drastic changes in moods when certain people speak/enter a room/ breathe... However... my old friends, the friends I've had for years... The friends before college... They aren't quite attuned to this new honesty thing that I've got going. So, I try to hide my honesty thing away. This doesn't work, though.
Remember, once upon a time, I was a happy person who had a great boyfriend? No? I vaguely do, myself...
The night before I broke it off, I had a very long conversation about it with a great friend - at the time... It went something along the lines of leading people on, and if I'm not happy in the relationship anymore, there's no reason to continue it. Regardless, that conversation held a lot of sway on my decision on the relationship itself.
I'm growing nauseous just thinking about it... The entire situation as a whole... I make myself sick.
I think I said, that night with my friend, that she could give dating him a shot. I don't know what made me say that. I knew it would hurt me if she did. I didn't think she would do it. I also knew, that if dating him made her happy, I would be happy for her...
Then I went on vacation to New York with Onyx... It was so amazing. I had such a great time... and then I came back, went online... My first friend-to-me interaction was Topher/DaHammer saying to me 'I'm sorry'. Naturally, I was baffled. Then, he told me to check facebook. Before I could do that, I got a text from the friend I had spoken to about the boyfriend situation. It started off casually... 'Hey, how was your trip? Did you just get back?' things of that nature. Then it changed... 'What would you think if me and [your ex] were together?'
I remember staring at my phone, trying to see if there was any other way to read that message. If I was somehow misinterpretting it or something. I didn't know what to say, but I know that I felt my chest tighten as I hit 'Reply'. I said to her, 'I don't care. It's your life, I have no control over what you do with it.' Then, I sent it. Then I sent another, 'are you a couple?'... my response? 'Yes.'
Okay. Whatever. I just told her I didn't care, and I gave her the green light the week before...
So, I was sitting in my living room, in my chair... Mother laying on the couch reading a book, Sibling on the stairs leaning on the banester talking to Mother.... I was in my chair... supressing tears.
I don't know why I'm telling you all of this now. It's just been weighing on me so much... It's all I can think about sometimes. I thought there was some unwritten rule that ou couldn't date your close friend's exes. I thought she could read between my sarcasm and see that I was just trying to put up a front so she wouldn't see how hurt I was.
I bet she didn't even know I stopped myself from crying at her house. That I drove home from her house and cried over my decision. That the next night I couldn't even call him on the phone to break up. That I had to do it online so I couldn't see or hear his dissapointment... so he couldn't see or hear my weakness... That through the whole thing I could barely see the screen through tears...
Whatever. Okay.
They changed the Coffee Garden while I was away at college. I was invited by the Ex to come and see it, I agreed, but was hesitent because I had brought Liz, Runner, and Vincenzo down with me. Also, because I didn't know if she would be there. However, I went to see what the new interior looked like, and also because I wanted to see how he was doing. [Granted, he was the one who asked her out]. Well, I drove the four of us to the CG, and there he was sitting in front of the bay window... arms outstretched on the table...hands in hers.
Now, I had only spoken of this situation with Liz, so, she gave me a glance and I confirmed that this was the incident I had hoped to avoid. Regardless, I went in, introduced my roommates to my Ex and her. We had a lovely time, only because I lied. I forced every smile, every ounce of hate I wanted to pound into her face... And then we all left at closing time.
I tried to tell myself I was over it... But every time I hung out with her, she would always have the Ex around, too. Also, they're in love. I don't know how that works after two or three months, but I'm sure it feels great.
Okay. Whatever.
I know exactly how I feel about everything. The feeling that encompasses everything that I feel is hate. I hate him because he asked her out. I hate her for accepting. Most of all, though, I hate myself for pretending like I didn't care. I hate that I didn't say what I really thought of their relationship. I hate that I thought I wouldn't be hurt over the break up.
Now it doesn't matter. I've moved on. If you're reading this, and you know my circle of friends or you, yourself, are in my circle of friends, it's not at all difficult to figure out who is in the situation. If you're an avid reader, you could probably figure it out, too...
Doesn't matter. I hope she will understand - if she even reads this anymore - that I can't say anything to her face. I'm a coward in that sense, I guess. Also, I don't want to say anything I'll regret. I don't want to make her sad, I don't want to have to make her hurt. I don't know what I'd do if the situation brought itself up and I had the opportunity to tell her how I feel, because I think I'd hurt her. I don't know if it would just be emotional, either... I've bottled my anger for so long without dealing with it, I just might let it all go. And I know for a fact that I don't want to explode in front of her. She's been through enough as it is.
So, Jess. I'm sorry. Honestly.
What's up?
How're you?
That's good to hear.
What's up with me?
How am I doing?
...
....
.....
Not so good.
I am a terrible, horrible person. And the worst part is, people are starting to notice. Not people I've just met, because I've begun to train myself on honesty - so they know exactly how I feel when I feel it, and are used to my drastic changes in moods when certain people speak/enter a room/ breathe... However... my old friends, the friends I've had for years... The friends before college... They aren't quite attuned to this new honesty thing that I've got going. So, I try to hide my honesty thing away. This doesn't work, though.
Remember, once upon a time, I was a happy person who had a great boyfriend? No? I vaguely do, myself...
The night before I broke it off, I had a very long conversation about it with a great friend - at the time... It went something along the lines of leading people on, and if I'm not happy in the relationship anymore, there's no reason to continue it. Regardless, that conversation held a lot of sway on my decision on the relationship itself.
I'm growing nauseous just thinking about it... The entire situation as a whole... I make myself sick.
I think I said, that night with my friend, that she could give dating him a shot. I don't know what made me say that. I knew it would hurt me if she did. I didn't think she would do it. I also knew, that if dating him made her happy, I would be happy for her...
Then I went on vacation to New York with Onyx... It was so amazing. I had such a great time... and then I came back, went online... My first friend-to-me interaction was Topher/DaHammer saying to me 'I'm sorry'. Naturally, I was baffled. Then, he told me to check facebook. Before I could do that, I got a text from the friend I had spoken to about the boyfriend situation. It started off casually... 'Hey, how was your trip? Did you just get back?' things of that nature. Then it changed... 'What would you think if me and [your ex] were together?'
I remember staring at my phone, trying to see if there was any other way to read that message. If I was somehow misinterpretting it or something. I didn't know what to say, but I know that I felt my chest tighten as I hit 'Reply'. I said to her, 'I don't care. It's your life, I have no control over what you do with it.' Then, I sent it. Then I sent another, 'are you a couple?'... my response? 'Yes.'
Okay. Whatever. I just told her I didn't care, and I gave her the green light the week before...
So, I was sitting in my living room, in my chair... Mother laying on the couch reading a book, Sibling on the stairs leaning on the banester talking to Mother.... I was in my chair... supressing tears.
I don't know why I'm telling you all of this now. It's just been weighing on me so much... It's all I can think about sometimes. I thought there was some unwritten rule that ou couldn't date your close friend's exes. I thought she could read between my sarcasm and see that I was just trying to put up a front so she wouldn't see how hurt I was.
I bet she didn't even know I stopped myself from crying at her house. That I drove home from her house and cried over my decision. That the next night I couldn't even call him on the phone to break up. That I had to do it online so I couldn't see or hear his dissapointment... so he couldn't see or hear my weakness... That through the whole thing I could barely see the screen through tears...
Whatever. Okay.
They changed the Coffee Garden while I was away at college. I was invited by the Ex to come and see it, I agreed, but was hesitent because I had brought Liz, Runner, and Vincenzo down with me. Also, because I didn't know if she would be there. However, I went to see what the new interior looked like, and also because I wanted to see how he was doing. [Granted, he was the one who asked her out]. Well, I drove the four of us to the CG, and there he was sitting in front of the bay window... arms outstretched on the table...hands in hers.
Now, I had only spoken of this situation with Liz, so, she gave me a glance and I confirmed that this was the incident I had hoped to avoid. Regardless, I went in, introduced my roommates to my Ex and her. We had a lovely time, only because I lied. I forced every smile, every ounce of hate I wanted to pound into her face... And then we all left at closing time.
I tried to tell myself I was over it... But every time I hung out with her, she would always have the Ex around, too. Also, they're in love. I don't know how that works after two or three months, but I'm sure it feels great.
Okay. Whatever.
I know exactly how I feel about everything. The feeling that encompasses everything that I feel is hate. I hate him because he asked her out. I hate her for accepting. Most of all, though, I hate myself for pretending like I didn't care. I hate that I didn't say what I really thought of their relationship. I hate that I thought I wouldn't be hurt over the break up.
Now it doesn't matter. I've moved on. If you're reading this, and you know my circle of friends or you, yourself, are in my circle of friends, it's not at all difficult to figure out who is in the situation. If you're an avid reader, you could probably figure it out, too...
Doesn't matter. I hope she will understand - if she even reads this anymore - that I can't say anything to her face. I'm a coward in that sense, I guess. Also, I don't want to say anything I'll regret. I don't want to make her sad, I don't want to have to make her hurt. I don't know what I'd do if the situation brought itself up and I had the opportunity to tell her how I feel, because I think I'd hurt her. I don't know if it would just be emotional, either... I've bottled my anger for so long without dealing with it, I just might let it all go. And I know for a fact that I don't want to explode in front of her. She's been through enough as it is.
So, Jess. I'm sorry. Honestly.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Procrasti-something
Me: - isn't doing work-
Liz: Jereality! Do your work! Me too!
-I have a paper to write, you see.... and I'm doing everything I can to not do my work... Including this... Yay!-
^_6;;Jereality - pretending to do work for a very long time...
Liz: Jereality! Do your work! Me too!
-I have a paper to write, you see.... and I'm doing everything I can to not do my work... Including this... Yay!-
^_6;;Jereality - pretending to do work for a very long time...
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
My Tea Tastes Like... Evil
Okie dokie...
This week is Finals Week. I've decided that finals, themselves, are unnecessary. If the Professors and Doctors teach the information properly, we, the students, should know it. If finals are needed, they should be reflected in the Doctor's and Professor's salaries, because obviously they did something wrong in teaching. If they taught correctly, we would know the information.
Mostly, I'm typing this up because I'm distracted right now. I think I'm going to list to you some things I want to list for you. I was going to tell you that it was a list of things that I liked, but I can't promise that.
- I like Earl Grey Tea
- I do not like the water at my place of College Learning
- I like texting
- A lot...
- I hate the commercials about Jay's Baked Beans
- I really like animals
- I'd rather live in a cave than on the sun
- I like shiny things
- Taylor Swift is growing on me
- Not literally, I just like some of her songs
- I like when music connects with my life
- I like to say 'Epic Fail' and 'Full of Win'
- The entire left side of my body hurts... That's the broken toe side and my pinky hurts a lot now
- Going to bed is a waste of my life
- I love to sleep
- Contradictions are my specialty
- I also hate the Manwich commercials... Mac and Cheese is more entertaining than manwich
- I like making fun of James Blunt's singing
- I really like Lingo
- Also, I like Chain Reaction...
- GSN is a good time
And so, this concludes my typing now... I might be going to sleep.... I think... I don't know yet... We'll see. G'bye!
^_6;;Jereality
This week is Finals Week. I've decided that finals, themselves, are unnecessary. If the Professors and Doctors teach the information properly, we, the students, should know it. If finals are needed, they should be reflected in the Doctor's and Professor's salaries, because obviously they did something wrong in teaching. If they taught correctly, we would know the information.
Mostly, I'm typing this up because I'm distracted right now. I think I'm going to list to you some things I want to list for you. I was going to tell you that it was a list of things that I liked, but I can't promise that.
- I like Earl Grey Tea
- I do not like the water at my place of College Learning
- I like texting
- A lot...
- I hate the commercials about Jay's Baked Beans
- I really like animals
- I'd rather live in a cave than on the sun
- I like shiny things
- Taylor Swift is growing on me
- Not literally, I just like some of her songs
- I like when music connects with my life
- I like to say 'Epic Fail' and 'Full of Win'
- The entire left side of my body hurts... That's the broken toe side and my pinky hurts a lot now
- Going to bed is a waste of my life
- I love to sleep
- Contradictions are my specialty
- I also hate the Manwich commercials... Mac and Cheese is more entertaining than manwich
- I like making fun of James Blunt's singing
- I really like Lingo
- Also, I like Chain Reaction...
- GSN is a good time
And so, this concludes my typing now... I might be going to sleep.... I think... I don't know yet... We'll see. G'bye!
^_6;;Jereality
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