The Dork Side

Commencing Nonsense Transmission

2011-03-14T02:42:00.001-06:00

WARNING: the following post will probably have no logical point to it.

Today I got a 5 hour nap. Isn't that just fantastic? Well, it's fantastic until it's 2 in the morning and you're not even remotely tired. Which is why I'm up writing a probably pretty random confusing blog post.

First off, pretty sure most of you are sitting on the edges of your seats wondering how call-backs for Les Miserables went (well, I can pretend people in the Internet care that much about my life when most of you are probably just waiting for me to inevitably [ha totally spelled that right on the first try] say something stupid to make you laugh like I always do)

I have mixed feelings about call-backs. For one, that day I ended up completely losing my voice and felt like I sounded pretty retarded at auditions. But on the other hand I learned today that I made it into ensemble (which is what I was going for), so I must not have sounded all that bad.

But lemme tell ya, the wait after auditions is soooo much more nerve racking than the auditions themselves. Because you have to sit there for days on end, torturing yourself with high hopes and an almost positive knowledge that you failed miserably. It's quite awful, but yet we theatre people seem to enjoy it for some reason. Now how does that work exactly? Don't ask me. I was never one to understand the way my own brain worked.

So yeah, practices should start this week. Super excited to be involved in a play instead if just watching my friends do it. I'm not sure what it is, but I just love being on the stage. It's my favorite place in the whole school. Something about being there puts my mind at ease, and I'm thrilled to finally feel like I actually belong there.

In other news, breaks have an odd effect on my creativity. You'd think I'd go crazy with all the things I want to do, but no, for some reason all the energy just leaves me and I spend the entire time sitting on my butt eating chocolate and watching episodes of Castle (fantastic TV show btw).

So this week I've gotten just about nothing done whatsoever, and I'm perfectly okay with that for once in my life. I've been running on close to nothing in my tank since before Christmas and i think I deserved a week to do nothing but probably gain some weight and anxiously wait for the cast list to be posted.

How was your week? Were you actually productive unlike a certain someone who should not be allowed to blog after midnight?

Les Miserables

2011-03-07T21:52:00.000-07:00

Well first off I hope you noticed the shiny new template. Isn't it so bright and shiny and just begging for some Spring weather? I thought so. Which just figures, because outside is currently in a rather awful blizzard sort of state. I personally think it shouldn't be allowed to snow after February, but since when did anyone listen to my opinion on these things?

Ah well, today is still a rather fantastic day. In the first place, I got a very nice sweater from my best friend that is very warm. Secondly, I'm just about to make some tea.

*Puts the tea pot on to boil*

And now that I have that taken care of, thirdly, I made call-backs for the Les Miserables audition!

Waiting for my turn in the hallway, as they were closed auditions, was hilarious. There were about 50ish people waiting to try out, all nervous in some degree. A lot of people were practicing their audition songs, some were trying and failing at not freaking out, and most were acting extremely hyper and retarded (and I mean that as a good thing) to burn off energy. I just love theatre. It's always such a crazy party.

The audition itself went pretty well. Our duet went very smoothly. We remembered to project and managed to get the right note at the end, which is the one we kept messing up. The director asked us to each sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star so she could also hear our voices separately. That was hilarious, because I managed to forget the words! I mean really, who forgets the words to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star? Ah well, I refuse to be too embarrassed, as it was my first audition.

We both still managed to impress her though, as we made the call-backs. Plus I learned that I can go a full octave higher than I thought I could when they tested my range. All in all a fantastic experience.

The real news shall be tomorrow after ~~the final judgement day~~ call-backs.

I think almost dying counts as a 'Get out of jail free' card

2011-03-06T15:18:00.001-07:00

On a scale of 1 to plague, I had the plague.

Some of you may know that my life is a delicately balanced thing. I cram so many different creative things in, plus a social life, and a 4.0 GPA. Sometimes it's all I can do not to pass out half way through the day.

Well, a while ago I had a pretty big group project for one of my classes. All was well, everyone had their assignments. Ha. Haha. My previous delusions are amusing. Anyway, my group pretty much ditched me with everything at the last minute, so I had to stay up until 4:30-5:00 in the morning to finish the project by myself. Because for me, no amount of sleep is worth my 4.0. A little obsessive? Perhaps, but that's me for you.

Unfortunately getting about an hour of sleep puts your immune system on shut down mode. And just about everyone of my friends had some sort of illness. The result? I caught them all. Yes, I had a fever, aches, a huge migraine, chills, a stuffed up nose, a nasty sore throat, and probably a few other things I've forgotten. AND on top of all of this, for several reasons I practically refuse to take meds for just about anything. So I literally felt like I was going to die before I broke down and took some IBProfen.

Remember my delicately balanced life I mentioned earlier? Well that was like dropping an elephant, a school bus, and a nuclear bomb on one side of my scale. It's taken some serious scrambling and sheer luck to get on top of things again without totally losing what little sanity I've been saving up for just such an occasion.

Yeah, this made it really hard to do anything fun for a long while. But hey, I still have a 4.0 and I managed not to blow up at any of my friends from the stress, so I'll count my blessings here.

But now I'm finally over all that! I've been sewing, I'm going to the Dancesport Nationals next week, and I'm trying out for Les Miserables tomorrow. So I'm getting even more busy with fun stuff! Wish me luck! I'll be sure to share how the tryouts go, because they should be freaking awesome (I get to sing "I'll Make a Man Out of You" from Mulan as duet with my best friend :D)

In other news, I've had pizza just about everyday this week, and I'm still losing weight. That ladies and gents, takes some freaking talent. Yeah... don't ask where I was going with that....

The cone of shame

2011-01-23T22:13:00.001-07:00

You'll have to excuse the quality of this post. I'm quite out of practice. Well, either that or I'm just crazy, but either way you have my apologies.

Well, there I was. Going about my daily life when one of my great bloggy friends stopped by this forgotten wasteland of a blog that was once awesome to remind me that it had in fact been three entire months since I had posted. Three entire months! The shame of it!

You see, back in October or so I had a really crazy stretch of insanity and stress, so I decided that unfortunately blogging had to go on the back burner for a least a little while. One crazy week lead to another stress-filled one, and soon enough blogging went into that part of the brain where your new years resolutions go a few weeks into February.

But thanks to Pixie Needle I'm back to rule the blogosphere once again!

Now, I'm not going to give a complete or coherent summery of what I've been doing over the last three months, because it would take forever, and if you've been following this blog for any amount of time you'll know I can't manage to be coherent very often. I'll probably give some updates on say my sewing ventures of the past few months (the sad few) but not on the general craziness of life.

Also, I'm probably going to stick to posting on the weekends for now, because life is still crazy and I can't guarantee I'll be able to post more than that.

And I'm pretty sure this place needs an overhaul, cause it's quite dusty around here and it's almost time for Spring cleaning anyway (well, not really. But I keep telling myself that if I hope for Spring enough it'll come earlier)

On another note, I apologize for being a bad follower, but there is no way I'm getting caught up on everything I missed in the past three months. That would be absolute madness, and I like to save my madness for special occasions. And 3 a.m. And whenever else I feel like it. Which is not this time.

And now for you viewing pleasure, a visual representation of how I feel about ditching for three months.

My feeling towards blogging right now

In which I report on things and decide to prioritize my priorities

2010-10-16T19:16:00.002-06:00

Instead of doing the cleaning that I really should be doing, I just read over my BFS list (for those of you who are new or don't remember what that is, click on the link. No seriously, you won't understand most of this post otherwise.)

And it was both exciting and frightening. Mostly frightening.

It was exciting because I've actually done some stuff of the resolution part of the list (aka the icky stuff.)

I got on top of my school stuff. This is going well enough that I consider this item crossed off. Other than that, I haven't really finished anything exactly. I've improved in everything but a better sleep schedule (good sleep or good grades I suppose), but I still have a lot of work to do on these.

Now, the BFS part (aka the fun stuff) is not going so well.
Seriously, I can't honestly say that I've done anything on this list. I've read half the books I wanted to. I haven't even started my afgan or my novel (On that note, NaNo is getting alarmingly close). Etc etc.

I do feel kinda bad that I haven't gotten to these things, but I'm actually not guilt tripping myself about it like I usually do. I feel like my priorities have changed a bit during the past few months.
Actually my new priority is to prioritize. Last school year I had a lot of time on my hands, so I could just about everything I wanted to. This year is a bit different. My free time, what little I have, must be budgeted carefully.
The things on my list aren't really important any more. My new goals are to actually do the simple things. I want to crochet. I don't need to make an entire afgan this year. I just want to write. I don't need to finish a novel. I want to make time to read. I don't need to read a certain number of books.

And there you have it. My long over-due update on the BFS list.

In other news, I have a Shakira song stuck in my head on loop, and if I don't get something else instead soon, I think I will be forced to stab myself in the head with a spork.

Remind me what I was apologizing for again?

2010-10-14T21:33:00.001-06:00

I just spent way too much time procrastinating on some English homework I need to finish by Monday. I was reading blogs. I procrastinated so long I'm pretty sure my eyeballs could fall out any second from staring at the computer screen so long. Yes, I still mutter about why I need glasses.

Also, don't you think ~~slightly~~ really stale cinnamon rolls are the most wonderful things ever? You know as you eat them that you are having more sugary goodness than is strictly awesome for trying to lose weight without actually eating something that is really worth that sacrifice. Plus you have to try to type your blog post with one hand. Which takes a while. (Bwa ha ha ha. Time I actually have right now. Fall break FOR THE WIN!!!)
If you haven't guessed already, my brain to finger filter is not really working

But on to the point that I'm sure the title is hinting at. It's been a bit over a week since I posted last, and as I signed into blogger today, this made me feel guilty again. Not only has it been 10 whole bajillion days since I posted, it's been about 10 bazillion (which is a lot more than 10 bajillion, in case you were wondering) weeks since I've posted regularly, or about interesting things. This made me feel even more guilty, so I read other blogs instead of posting. Which is usually what happens when I post lately. I feel guilty, go read blogs, come back and write an apologetic and probably slightly boring post.

But sometime during a hilarious story about cake I decided to stop feeling bad about it. Because honestly, no matter how hilarious and awesome and inspiring and.... etc. the bloggy world can be, the 'real' world is more important. The homework that has been slightly overwhelming this year is more important. The new awesome friends I have are more important. Getting more than three hours of sleep is more important. And having time to sit for five minutes and let my brain unwind is more important. I don't think I should apologize for that any more.

I'm sure this post is incredibly enjoyable for my readers, because I just told you you aren't at the top of my priority list. But trust me, this is actually good news for you too.

I don't promise any sort of blogging schedule, cause I know I can't stick to one right now, but I do promise that no matter how long I disappear for, I'll make an awesome and worthwhile post, instead of apologizing again and again and again.

Yeah.... so with that I'm going to go eat another cinnamon roll, squint at my computer screen, and mutter things about nonsense.

Yet another ramble about blog technicalities that I'm sure everyone finds ever so interesting

2010-10-03T23:02:00.001-06:00

Hi there! So a few things have happened since I posted last. But the most important would be the one were I FINALLY GOT ALL CAUGHT UP ON BLOGS! WOO!
No, I did not read every old post, but most of them. I am reacquainted with all the blogs I follow now, regardless of the posts I may or may not have gotten to read, and I guess that's the important part.

And another thing. Through a series of rather painful cuts, I got my blog feed from 65 down to 42, which is a lot more manageable. Plus the fact that there are 42 make my nerdy self very happy.

Also, I'm slightly idiotic sometimes. After I posted last, I was a little frustrated with my bad follower status, so I decided that before I posted again, I would get all caught up on old blog posts.
Knowing that I am a very busy person, I should have seen this coming, but I didn't.
I just didn't post for like five days, instead of making myself get caught up faster. In true Homer Simpson (actually, I don't watch that show. But I think most people 'quote' it like I do) fashion, DOH!

Well darn it. It's 11:00 now (don't trust the post time stamp. It lies. It refuses to change from Russian time. Don't ask why, I don't know). And I still have a few assignments for school to finish before tomorrow.
Monday how I loath thee.
Tomorrow I shall write the incredibly interesting post about my too-long list of hobbies and school subjects.

Peace, love, and incredibly frightening clown cookies.

Apparently naps induce more weird from me

2010-09-28T22:25:00.000-06:00

I've decided it's a really bad idea for me to get less than four hours of sleep. Granted, I did have a nap today (which was funny all by its self), but still. It just messes with your head no matter how long your nap.

Before my nap, I was bored in one of my classes today and doodled a star on my hand. Of course, when I fell asleep it was on that hand. This caused two interesting things. One, I had a faded star stamped onto my face that is still there. And two, I positioned my arms just so that all the blood drained out, kinda like when you hang upside down for too long, but in reverse. So when I woke up an hour later, my arms felt something akin to dead fish. And yes, I did panic just a little bit and rolled over so my dead fish arms draped over my stomach in an odd way that I'm sure looked like I was paralyzed or something. Then I felt the blood come back, which felt something like I was mutating into a were-platypus.
Which somehow made me want to write a story about a platypus who wanted to be a superhero. And then I fell asleep and promptly forgot about that until now. The strangest things your remember when you start rambling about dead fish arms.

And my second piece of evidence is this (haha, that makes me sound like I'm trying to convict myself of something in court. Maybe I have split personality disorder. Or maybe I'm just weird.) Just five minutes ago I was trying to write something down. I don't even know what it was anymore, but I'm sure it was important, and I will greatly regret forgetting tomorrow.
Anyway, I was trying to write the word 'chair', but instead of writing the nice word chair, my brain decided that the random word 'machine' was much better in that sentence. Once I saw this I promptly burst out laughing, and forgot what I was writing.

And the third, and perhaps most convincing piece of evidence is that I was sitting at my brother's house mildly bored and decided this would make a great blog post.

*shakes head at self* I promise to get back into stuff like crafting, writing, actually interesting stories, and you know, if I decide to get really crazy, I might do some actual worth while content or something.

Until then though I'm just trying to get back into the habit of blogging regularly. Also, I will always have really weird and random posts, but I hope to intersperse them with something a little less insane. Well, maybe not less insane exactly, but a type of insane someone won't send me to the asylum for.

That one post where I just started typing and something rather odd and hopefully at least a little amusing came out

2010-09-28T00:09:00.001-06:00

Don't you hate it when you meet someone at a one day class/workshop, but then promptly forget about them the second you leave, because you have the memory of a goldfish and don't actually like meeting new people? Well, this part isn't so unpleasant. Something you don't know about isn't going to harm your mental comfort.

But then you're at the grocery store or something, and they walk up to you and go, "Hey *insert your name here*!"

Your initial reaction is something similar to deer in headlights, because some random stranger has started talking to you, and you're envisioning a man in a trench coat offering you candy next to a van with painted over windows.

"How's it going? Man, it's been a while."

Then you calm down a bit, because you realize you must know them from somewhere, and you take a few unsteady breaths to dispel the adrenaline that was about to make you either run faster than superman or suddenly become paralyzed.

At this point they start talking about something funny or cool or really stupid for about a minute, but you stop listening because after the calming realization that you know them, you panic again, because you can't remember their name or where you know them from.

You rack your brain for their name at least, but when nothing is forth coming you just start listing names in your head that may go with their face.

This is usually when you realize that there's been an awkward pause in the other person's rapid speech, and you don't know what you're supposed to respond with. So you laugh, hoping it was a joke, but the other person just looks slightly offended at this and you hope against hope that she didn't just tell you about how her pet cat died.

In a desperate attempt to free yourself from this awkward situation, you pretend to check the watch you're not wearing, mumble something about being late for your shopping errand, return your shopping cart to the front, and run like a cheetah on steroids without getting any of the food you really needed.

In which rambling about lunch foods is actually useful to writing

2010-09-26T20:42:00.000-06:00

Apparently not blogging for two months or so puts me out of practice on spewing out random things that are hilarious, interesting, snarky, or all of the above on demand. (That sentence construction was pretty awful :P)
Cause I've sat here staring at the blank spot for content for about 20 minutes now, and nothing particularly brilliant has come out of my strange brain. Or really anything at all, unless you'd like to hear about what I had for lunch (it was good. Mmmm, burritos.)

And I'm starting to get frustrated at that endlessly blinking cursor, like it's somehow to blame. And then I start yelling at the computer and threatening to beat it with a bat, cause it won't make me come up with something particularly awesome.

Then people start to give me weird looks for wanting to strangle my computer, so I decided to come up with a solution in a calmer way. After reading about half way through my really odd ramble up there I got an excellent idea. I'll talk about the infamous writer's block.

Writer's block: Does it even exist?
A lot (and I mean a lot) of people claim that writer's block doesn't exist in the first place. That it's just a figment of our imaginations. And other people swear that it's their arch nemesis.

So which is true?

I think that somewhere in the middle is right (aren't I awesome at choosing a side? :P)
Some people tend to use writer's block as an excuse for when they feel stuck, like it's an entity that is somehow stopping them.
On the flip side, it is true that we get stuck in our writing from time to time.
So, I think the truth is, is that writer's block is real, but it's something that we can get past if we work at it (so no lazy excuses people! Well, unless you feel like being lazy. But at least admit you just don't feel like writing.)

How to get past it
There are several different methods, but the way that works for me is exactly what happened in this post. I sit down, can't think of anything, and start rambling off about who knows what until I get an idea.

Which is awesome for a blog post that could actually be about what I had for lunch if I really wanted to be. But how do we get specific ideas for our stories?

As a side note
I've decided it's a bad idea for me to write a blog post at the same time as an English paper. I get all serious and start putting things in orderly thought processes and bold the headings. Heck, I make headings.

Back to writer's block (HA! I didn't put it in bold that time!)
I like to write what one of my favorite authors, Gail Carson Levine, refers to as 'notes' or 'junk'.

Notes are when you write stuff about your story. You ramble about what kind of food your character likes, their favorite color, or why they happen to hate that one teacher until you think of something you could write about in your draft.

Junk is what I was doing. You ramble about what you had for lunch, about why clown cookies scare you, why you hate having no ideas, or why gorillas look so funny (ironic, seeing as we bear a strong resemblance. Well, more of a resemblance than lizards or whatever.) Until one weird idea leads to another, and to another, and eventually it leads to something that would actually make a good story idea.

So yeah... that's my piece on writer's block. And yeah I know it sounded a lot like a school paper, but in my defense I haven't written a blog post in a long time, and I have written quite a few papers.

Rock on! Peace out! Don't kill too many stupid people! All that good stuff

Hmm. Well that went well.

2010-09-25T19:27:00.001-06:00

You know, I've noticed an interesting pattern. Whenever I say in a post I'm going to be posting more often, I disappear for a ~~while~~ ~~week~~ month or more.

Now, I'm not going to claim I was too busy, cause there were definitely times during the last two months or more when I could've posted. And it's not like I suddenly didn't like blogging anymore either.

The truth is, it's not only the blog that kinda died for no apparent reason. My whole life kinda went 'bleh'. And I had no idea why! For the longest time I could not put my finger on why I wasn't the happiest and why I was getting so lazy with all my hobbies.

Well, about three weeks ago I figured it out (which of course was the time school decided to punch me in the stomach, pin my hands behind my back, sit on me, and laugh at my attempt to have a life).

The simplest way of putting it would to be to say I was bored, but that's not the real problem. I got lazy about life. I wanted good experiences and fun stuff to come my way all by themselves, and when they didn't (ha, life isn't that nice) I got pessimistic and thought things were hard. When in truth, I was just sitting around being a bum.

I'm not really sure what made me snap out of it, but I did. And then I yelled at myself. And then got in an argument with myself. And then I wasn't speaking to myself for a while. And then I wondered if I was insane, and decided to just get over it already.

So now I'm getting my rear back in gear, which means I'm crafting, writing, tripping over my own feet, mocking myself, making snarky comments, and most importantly for my followers, I'm blogging again. Now, notice I'm not saying I'm going to post more often, cause that never goes well. But I'm over my weird semi-mid-life/summer crisis thing I had going that was, in a word, lame.

To celebrate this, I redid the blog again. Out with the old ya know. Isn't it shiny?

On yet another note, I promise to stop being a lame follower, and read all your guys' amazing stuff again. And leave comments.
Uh, though I think this time I won't post a comment on every old post. Cause that would kinda eat my soul. And I don't think that'd be a fun experience.

Which brings me to the part I've been dreading about this post. I've decided that I follow too many blogs for me to keep up with. GAH! There's too much awesome! It's overwhelming.
So, I have to stop following some blogs. At first I thought it'd be easy 'I know! I'll just stop following the blogs that haven't updated for like 9 months'
But then I realized that wouldn't change how much ends up in my feed on a day to day basis. So, I have to stop following some really good blogs that update all the time. Erg! I don't want to do it, but if there's too much then I just get kinda scared of how much I have to read, and then I don't even get started on any of it.
Grrrr. I don't want to step on any toes, but I just can't read it all.
Hope no one gets offended or anything. Cause if I followed you in the first place, you're awesome.

Anyway! Have a virtual cookie to celebrate the revival of this curse upon sanity.

yum

And here's some cookies that will probably eat your soul or something, cause I'm a loving, wonderful person, who never does anything even remotely evil *snickers*

Seriously, run

Fail Phase officially OVER!

2010-07-13T00:40:00.000-06:00

So, I thought that the past twoish weeks would be crazy, but man, I didn't see that much crazy coming. I've been away from home so much, with so much to get done, it's been madness. But things seem to finally be calming down. Which means, hey, I might actually post. Wahoo!

I've been sewing again, and writing, and I seem to finally gotten over my creative/life fail phase. So this post shall be a few of my recently finished projects.

First off I finished the mushroom. The mushroom. The gignormous mario mushroom that I've been working on for over a year now (cause man, it takes a long time to gather that much stuffing). And yes, in case you were wondering, I did do a happy dance when I finally sewed the last little part.

Yay pictures!

The Mushroom being awesome

And here's the Mushroom next to my sewing binder, for size reference.

Chillin' with the binder

Um, yeah, I tried to get a good picture to show you how big this thing is, but it didn't work too well. Serious, you could kill someone with this thing by throwing it at them. There's no way to capture that in a photo.

Trying to show you the mass of this thing

And then I had to take a picture of the whole gang together

From left to right: Mario star, Death mushroom, The Mushroom of Awesomeness, and the extra life heart

And, just because it's awesome

Wahoo! I love getting the star in mario

Yeah, so that's my most recent project.

Next up is the tie dye shirt I made. This thing is annoying. It's still leaking die in the wash! Gah! It's already ruined/booted-to-the-sewing-pile two shirts! But I still love it. It's so comfy.

Heh, it's hard to get a picture of your stomach

I also had a giant tie dye shirt laying around that I made a million years ago. Since I made a new one, I thought this one needed to become a rockin' skirt.

Front view

It was pretty simple. I just cut below the armpits of the shirt to make a long tube, and made a waste band to fit me, and sewed them together.

Side view

The tube was bigger than the waste band, so I made ruffles in the back.

Ruffle detail

It's pretty much the most comfortable skirt I own, and matches with most anything. Win.

Well, that's all the projects for right now. Hope you like 'em ^_^

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I think this here blog needs some actual content, instead of my just rambling about how busy my life is, so I'm going to be re-thinking what the heck I'm trying to accomplish here. (and don't worry, for those of you who've said you like the random, it will be random. Just something worth while too.)

I will get back to you on that, but until then, enjoy this virtual cupcake.

And also this space cupcake, cause I found it on google, and thought it was funny.

awkward silence Apparently I'm temporarily out of witty titles.

2010-06-23T15:45:00.000-06:00

GARG! my brain is sooo not cooperating. I've tried to write this post three times now, and it just keeps coming out emo and grouchy. Which just happens to be the EXACT opposite of what I'm trying to say. K, maybe not the exact opposite, but still. Life isn't perfectly happy* right now, but pretty close. Almost the exact opposite.

My brother's getting married! Woo! But, the wedding's in two weeks, which means I'm going to be pretty busy with that.

Also, my sister is coming from across the US to visit for this, so that just adds to the awesome. And the crazy busy.

What does this mean for you guys? I promise to blog once a week. I've tried to do it more often than that, but as you can see from the date of my last post, it didn't work. I'm still going to try to blog as often as I can, but I'm going to be crazy busy for a while. I'm really happy that it's good crazy, but still crazy.

Hmmm. Maybe I should get some guest bloggers or something...

But yeah! I promise I haven't forgotten about you, or sporadicly started hating blogging (*shudder*)

Here's to an insane two weeks! *Raises glass*

*Due to the insanity of my school schedule last year, I still have a few independent study courses. I'll still be doing school in July, which just leaves a nasty taste in your mouth. But I'm still happy!

Well, that was very ramble-y, but decidedly not emo, so we're good!

Five signs of a fantasy geek AKA why I don't have a life

2010-06-15T15:38:00.001-06:00

Five signs of a fantasy geek

5. You lost count of the fantasy books you've read at about 200

4. You swoon at fantasy TV shows, no matter how corny

3. You check every morning to see if your ears have gone pointy yet

2. Your wedding dress is going to look like this, but in white.

*drools over the awesome*

1. You started taking fencing lessons.

Yes, I started fencing lessons. HOW FRIGGIN' AWESOME IS THAT?!

*cough* I am composed.

Yeah, so it pretty much rocks. I get to learn foil, eppy, and saber. It's a weekly class, and goes for like eight weeks. And if I like it (like that was a question?) I can start weekly lessons for forever.

The first class was Wednesday, and I'm already pretty sure I'm going to pwn at this (k, so I'll probably get my butt kicked more than not, but I can dream right?)

You know what's funny? Usually sports are divided boy/girl cause the boys would kill the girls cause they're typically stronger. But with fencing, it's divided boy/girl cause the girls kick the boys butt. It's because girls naturally use strategy, and guys just want to start hacking. How's that for awesome?

Also, a ton of awesome people have commented that they like my insane "theme"
Thanks guys! That took care of any lingering doubts ^_^
So what's on the forecast for tomorrow's post? I have no idea :D

In which too much awesome stabbed my blog in the face

2010-06-12T20:24:00.000-06:00

Have you ever put something off? Even though you enjoy it?

I love to blog. It's the best. But this past week, I kept putting it off. During my quest to catch up on blog reading (more on that later) I started noticing themes in the blogs I read. Some are craft dedicated, some are inspirational, some are just plain hilarious, some are full of writing advice, and some are full of the stuff that happens to people every day. Whatever the theme was, it seems like every stinkin' blog has a theme.

Which made me very unsure about my blog all of a sudden. Cause some of you may have noticed I hop all over the place. One day, it's about my semi-inspired musings. Another day it'll be about the shirt I sewed AND how I fell down the stairs. I don't really think that what I blog about is boring or anything per say, but it's completely random. And I started to panic. Like some how I was breaking the rules and was going to fail any second if I didn't choose a theme SOON! AHH! PANIC!!!!

Which is, of course, completely ridiculous. This is my blog, and there are no rules except the ones I choose. So there weird, internal voice of mine.

After I told my panic to shut up, I did seriously think about it though. And I couldn't decide what I wanted to do. So I just didn't blog.

And I'm still kinda undecided, but I'm still going to blog in my usual random fashion until I do decide.

What do you think? Do you like my random blogging? Or should I stop switching topics so easily?

In other news, I've been trying very hard to get caught up on my blog reading. Even when I'm gone for a month, I read everything I missed, and try to comment as much as I can. Because I'm a loyal follower like that. Unfortunately, I follow a lot of blogs. And about 40% of them write a post everyday. Which makes for a lot of reading.

All this means that though I've been reading a lot all week, I'm still not caught up. Don't worry awesome people with blogs that start with a letter like S, I'm coming :P

Sorry, alphabetically is the only way I can do it without getting hopelessly confused. It doesn't mean your less awesome if I haven't read your blogs yet.

Yeah... I think that's all for now. Thanks for reading my rambles :D

cricket cricket

2010-06-01T20:36:00.000-06:00

Hi... So some of you may or may not have noticed that I've been gone for a month.....

Oops.

To be fair, it wasn't all my fault. You see, I was abducted by lab rats from Somalia...
Oh who am I kidding? A funny story (*cough* homework troll *cough*) isn't enough to explain this one.

At the beginning of this month, I got pretty sick, which is weird for me. Seriously, my family can get like the plague or something, and I'll be fine. But yeah, I got sick.

Not blogging during sickness is cool right?

This next part is my fault though. I had two weeks or so where I was fine, but I had entered

The end of school insanity zone!

Still, I should have blogged. Cause I didn't have that much on my plate.

This last week was the very last week of school, and I was excited to finally have time to blog (note:end of school=no assignments whatsoever) But! I got sick again! GAH!
And this time I'm pretty sure it was the plague. For a while I couldn't even sit up.
For this last week, I plead not guilty.

But really? I should have been able to blog once this month.

*sorry face*

So this week, I shall get all caught up on reading other blogs again, cause I really have missed all you amazing people. I'll comment again. And who knows? We might actually get into some cool stuff on my blog :D

Friends? I swear I'll get back into the blogosphere.

In which winter haunts me, I try to be a less lame blogger content wise, and my foot is in a brace dealio

2010-05-03T02:45:00.001-06:00

Well, now that you're up to date on the epic war between me and the Homework Troll, I'll give you some regular life updates. Such as the fact that winter came back, and I broke my foot.

What you say? I broke my foot?

Yes, it is true. During the wonderful Spring weather, that is now gone, I started going for runs. Well, on one such run, I was going down the street, and my foot just started hurting like heck. And it didn't stop. Okay, it was better when I was just messing around at home than when I was running, but you know what I mean. Anyway, after a few days, I finally got myself a doctor's appointment. And yeah, I gave my self a lovely stress fracture, and probably tendinitis, which is all sorts of fun. So I've got to wear an obnoxious sandal/boot thing for 4-5 weeks. Which really sucks. It's obnoxious I tell you. OBNOXIOUS!!!

And, the warm weather left again. I have an inch or so of snow out side. Botheration.

But! To make up for the fact that I went a little MIA (nothing I could about it, but still) and that my life currently involves either an obnoxious boot thing or the Homework Troll, I shall upload some pictures I managed to take of a crafty project I did before the siege.

I took an old journal I had. It was cute, but really not my style, so it had sat in my closet for a very long time. Finally I decided to get it out and bust out the fabric and glue.

Before

Tada!! I now keep it in my purse and use it for all my random writing inspiration needs. And also random phone numbers that I have no where else to write down :P

After: Opened up

After: Closed

Yeah... So that's it really. See ya later people!

A siege by a particularly nasty Troll, or a look into my sleep deprived brain, you decide

2010-05-01T22:27:00.000-06:00

*pokes head over the side of a castle tower*
Hello down there! What am I doing in a tower you might ask?
*growl from near by woods*
Ahhh yes, that would be the Homework Troll. He's quite a nasty fellow. Growls and moans all day long. He's also why I'm up in a tower. You see, after my challenge/warning I gave last week, he decided he wouldn't be out done. So I'm stuck here, under siege, in an old castle. He even stole the shipment of grenades I was expecting. Now isn't that rude?
Oh bother, I am getting quite tired of shouting down to you. Come on in. What? Oh no, don't worry. The troll lets others come and go as they please. Heck, he even escorts some of them across the draw bridge. No, his quarrel is with me.
*draw bridge is lowered and door open enough for you to pass through*
*a servant escorts to a drawing room with a very large fire place*
Oh hello! I'm sorry about all this, but the troll will not let me come out under any circumstances. Not until his demands are met. And unfortunately, there are a lot of them. Oh bother, I seem to be getting ahead of myself. Here, sit down next to the fire, and I shall tell you the tale of my week....
When I last talked to you, things were going well. The small trenches and sand bags I put up against the Troll seemed to hold up, and the machine guns worked quite nicely. But no! My sister came home from collage right then. And while I was distracted with greeting her, and goofing off for a bit, the Troll sent his ninjas around the back of my camp, while the Troll made a frontal assault. Surrounded on all sides, I had no choice but to retreat to the distant castle. He surrounded the castle, and told me that I would have as much food as I wanted, as many visitors as would come, and I wouldn't even have to clean the castle. But under no circumstances would I be allowed to leave to my computer until I met his demands. And the list is long. And that's where you found me, over a week later.
Sure, the list is shorter than it was, and I even had my sister here all week to keep me company, but I was still separated from my computer, and all the blog things I do.
Now my sister has left, sadly. But! It is not all bad! Using her genius, as a final act of awesomeness, she snuck a computer to me here under siege! I won't tell you the details, for they are highly confidential, but needless to say, I have access to the interwebz again. The siege still goes, and I work on the list of demands, but hopefully I will now also have the time to blog.
Ah, you best be going now. It's getting late, and the Troll may let you back across the bridge, but the journey through the forest won't be so easy. Farewell! And I hope to see you soon.
*types furiously on an English paper*

Yeah.... so my week may not have been quite that exciting, but you get the idea :P
I'm back! And hopefully I won't be gone that long again!
Tomorrow's forecast, content!

PSA here UPDATED

2010-04-21T11:38:00.001-06:00

Hey, so Blogger is being a pain in the neck today. it randomly changed my profile, so that I'm following all the blogs I follow with a different user name >_<
I promise I didn't stop following all of you! I'm trying to fix it, but it's being a pain. Please bear with me :(

**********EDIT**********

Yay! So I think I fixed the problem ^_^
And yes, it did involve me logging into my account over 63 times. Proof you guys are awesome o_0

Dealings with Trolls

2010-04-21T01:50:00.000-06:00

I have some good news and I have some bad news. Good news first? Alrighty :D

It's finally spring here at ~~the north pole~~ ~~the frozen waste land~~ my house! I'm soooo happy ^_^
It's glorious! Seriously, I have a million ideas for craft projects, my short story is coming along nicely, and heck, I even went for a run, which isn't like me.
The sun is amazing.

*groan* and now the bad news.

You know that pesky spring break goblin? Well, turns out he's a very sore loser. To avenge his defeat, he sent his distantly related cousin over to do battle with me, the homework troll. What better irony than to get my creativity, and then not have time to use it? *Grumble*
It's driving me absolutely stark raving mad!
The homework troll is a much more experienced opponent than the spring break goblin. I fear some real strategy must be formed. Though I love LotR, and all things similar, I must put away my swords and bows. It's time to bust out the Uzis and grenades I fear. This is the major league *dangerous eyebrow twitch*
Gah, and now I want some army camo gear. See? See what this awful troll has done? Plenty of ideas, just no time to do them.

In other news that I promise is somehow related, it turns out that I'm a member of the blogisphere mob, and may or may not become the boss of the mafia of the newly conquered Slovakia. (just don't ask. I'm always getting into these odd, but amazing conversations.)

How is this related you may ask? This is a fair warning to the homework troll. I am not to be trifled with. I have friends in high places. I have strings to pull.
And perhaps more pertinent, I have a natural tendency to set things on fire, shoot guns, and make explosions. You have been warned.

Let the battle begin.

The spring break goblin stole my creativity UPDATED

2010-04-15T01:11:00.001-06:00

Some of you may or may not have noticed my unplanned blog hiatus.

Yeah, sorry 'bout that *chagrined face*

I don't really have a good reason for this. Heck, I don't even have a reason. I really just didn't have the motivation to post. It was odd, cause I love blogging.
And not only did I not post, I didn't read other's posts for the most part. I kinda just shut myself off.
I guess I could come up with an excuse...

The ~~totally made up~~ story goes like this. Last Monday, I woke up with not very much time to get ready for school. But then I realized that I didn't have school, because it was spring break. I then proceeded to dance around my room like a dork. To celebrate this awesome day, I decided to change out of my mismatched pjs, and get some writing done. But alas! It was not to be. You see, a goblin came and stole my creativity! Isn't that the rudest thing? Just stole it, without a word of explanation.
I was very upset, and kind of sulked around for a while. Don't blame me though! It was very hard to come up with a counter strike to this obvious act of war against my awesomeness without my creativity.
After the sulking, and futilely trying to get some homework done like a responsible person, the solution hit me on the head (ouch.)
It was time to bring out the big guns. My creative savy, goblin fighting, butt kicking, and goblin butt kicking sister. On Wednesday, she was to come up to visit, and to probably help me fight creativity-stealing goblins.
But tragedy struck my plans. She was already engaged in battle with a demon art project for finals.
I was alone in my quest for creativity. A long and difficult battle later, the spring break goblin ran away, triumphantly clutching my creativity in its slimy little hands, a trail of failed craft projects and writing exercises in its wake. By Friday, I had to acknowledge defeat. I then spent the weekend doing some more moping about the loss of my creativity, and slugging through some homework.
But by Monday, I got all mad about it again. I decided to go back to the fight, only this time I would have a plan in mind. This time, I would catch the evil spring break goblin unaware.
In an epic mission, requiring the utmost stealth, I crept around to the back of his hideout. While he was taking his afternoon nap, I sprung like a cheetah, and stormed his living room (yes, even the rudest of goblins have living rooms.)
Using my awesome duct tape and magical ninja skills, I persuaded the goblin that my creativity is in fact mine.
The final battle was yesterday, and after all that I was just too tired to post :)

Well, that was a lot longer than I planned on.... But it was awesome, and fun, so too bad :D

A few items of business here.
One, the time zone on my blog is having issues, so don't pay attention to the time anything is posted at anymore. It's like Ukraine time o_O

oops.... I guess I only have one item :P

Have a great day all my awesome followers/readers!

Ahhh, it's good to be back :D

*****EDIT*****

So, I thought of the second item of business. I follow a bunch of blogs. And I was gone for a week plus. There were A LOT of posts to read.
They were awesome posts and everything, but I didn't really have time to comment on some of them.
I'm sorry guys! I think I'm getting back on top of stuff, so hopefully this won't happen again.

Yeah, recharge is good. But it took over my weekend :P

2010-04-07T01:45:00.000-06:00

You ever have one of those weekends where you just don't want to do anything? Yeah...... oops.
I went to see a movie. (how to train you dragon. Awesome)
I typed out a blog post, but realized that the hyperness would probably scar most people for life.
I got a book from the book store. (ok, so that was cool :D)

Yes, I finally got my copy of The Hunger Games. I know I know, behind the times. But hey! I actually did it, so I guess that counts for something.

I'm really tired though, so I don't think I'll actually get around to saying anything today. Just letting you know I didn't die, or get carried off by demon posts.

Re-charge!

2010-04-02T01:39:00.000-06:00

I have a little bit of a confession to make.

I did absolutely nothing today. No funny stories from school, no projects, no parties, no over doses on cookies, heck no homework to rant about. Nothing.

And you know what? I don't regret it in the slightest. After school, I hung out with my bestie. Other than a writing a slightly insane post for her blog, we just sat and talked about the randomest things.

It was glorious. Because while normally I'm a very active/not lazy person, and love cramming in as many cool things as I can, I got a little burned out. One can only shove so much stuff in before it gets a little exhausting.

So today I recharged my batteries.

And for some reason, doing nothing seems like a guilty pleasure. So that is my thought of the day. When you feel exhausted and tired of life, take some down time. You could be surprised at how much it helps.

On to cool projects tomorrow!!! CHARGE!!!!

The last of the Christmas pressents was finished!

2010-04-01T02:09:00.000-06:00

Oh botheration, I'm tired now.
Today, I had dance again. That's enough to be tired right there :P
Today was also one of those days where you can't seem to get what you planned to done. And then people are jerk faces. And you're just sick of being in the house.

And I had like 12 cookies. Nom. Stupid weight loss goal...

Wow, we're already off to a rambling start here :P

today I shall do a Crafty-time Tuesday, which I promised to do yesterday. On Wednesday. Ha, I'm not sure why, but this amuses me.

This is the Christmas present for one of my awesome friends. I FINALLY got it done about two weeks ago and gave it to him, so I'm free to post spoiler pictures now (yeah, it was over two months after Christmas)

I got this idea a while ago from who knows where, and I really wanted to put it on a shirt. My guy friend loves funny tees, so it was a perfect gift for him. I hand-painted the design.

I don't know about you, but I love it :D
I'll prolly make one for me and some other lucky people.

In other news, it was a blizzard today. GAH! Curse you winter!!! I'm so ready for Spring. *sigh* oh well....
What about you? Do you have warmer weather headed your way already, or does it feel like you're stuck in December like me?

And, as you may of guessed, I forgot to write down my ideas from yesterday, and I don't remember any of them :P

The floor is not my friend

2010-03-30T18:01:00.006-06:00

Yeah, you guessed it. I fell asleep again last night. Though in all honesty, it was not on the floor this time. I had good reasons though!
First, it was not a good day for the most part. I messed up an audition for a dance performance, had a really bad hair day, all that jazz. Bah.
Second, dance practice was exhausting. We did the jive for an hour straight, which is a very fast dance. Then we practiced the Samba, which isn't too slow either. Then waltz. You would think that would be good right? A slow one? No. Apparently in our new routine, the girls have to do the splits, which I can't do. Not even close.
Third, I didn't get home until 12:30ish
After school things got a tad better. The whole family went to my cousins house for an epic bonfire. And it was (seriously, it was HUGENORMOUS!)
but they live far away, so I didn't get home till really late, and I smelled like smoke, so I took a shower.

Anyway, enough about yesterday, and me falling asleep.

There are epic things in store today. First, some random funny thoughts, and second some good ol' Crafty-time Tuesday! Then I'm sure some more rambling :P

Todays been pretty boring as far as stuff happening goes. I did homework. Yeah...
BUT! Apparently my funny blogging muse is back from vacation, cause all these hilarious little thoughts keep coming to me. Haha, here are the ones I remember :P

In the pantry we have one of those 72 oz bags of chocolate chips we use for baking. It was almost completely empty, so I just took the bag and ate the small hand full out of it. But I still became very self conscious about my weight when I threw it out. I knew I only had a small amount, but the giant bag made me feel like I ate it all. Out of curiosity, I looked in the cupboard, and found that most of the treat bags were almost gone, but we never threw them out. Curse you family size....

For the next one I'll just tell you what I wrote on my post it note. 'Note to self: Don't answer the phone with 'ello' in a British accent until you know who it is.'
I did that, and it was funny, cause it totally threw the other person off. I could barely keep from laughing till I was off the phone.

Also, I think it should be outlawed to have freshly baked cookies in the house when I'm trying to loose some weight here. I didn't count how many I had >_<
Why does junk food taste so good? I wonder if it's just psychological. Would cauliflower taste good if it was bad for you?

Bother, that's what I get for not writing these down.

ON TO LESS RANDOM RAMBLINGS!!! ALL CAPS!! WHOO!!!
*cough* ahem

I've been getting some good writing done lately. Well not technically writing, but whatever. I've been filling out character sheets and coming up with back stories. It's been fascinating. For once in my writing history, I've been more interested in the main male character. The back story that's emerging for him is awesome.
When I'm done with this short story, I'll probably write a lot more about him. Which is weird because I've never exactly finished a novel with a girl main character, and now I want to one with a guy.
Not that I'm biased or something, but writing from the perspective of the opposite gender is hard.

AHHHHHH!!!! ok, so this post was going to be much cooler and longer, but we have another demon post on our hands (and I'd link back to the post where I first explain what I'm talking about, but that would probably make it explode.)
It'll have to suffice to say that the thing has a mind of it's own, and is randomly deleting stuff, and putting in random html code. So if some of the wording in here sounds odd, the transitions from topic to topic are off, or I just sound out of my mind (ok, not that last one. That's totally unrelated) it's because I've had to retype any giving section of this friggin' thing 3 times at least.

So, Crafty-time Tuesday will have a Wednesday edition, and I'll do everything else I was planning on tomorrow as well.
that is if I remember (Post-its! my Hero!)

*runs from demon post before it stabs me*

Easter dinner, TWICE!

2010-03-28T22:19:00.007-06:00

Today was a wonderful lazy Sunday. Well, mostly. I did have to get up purty early, but that already seems ages ago, so I won't go into it.

Most of my siblings, and their Significant Others, and some with their kids came up to visit. (Which comes to 15 people now. Yikes! and that's not even counting my sister and family out east o_O)

We had an Easter dinner. Yeah, I know that Easter is next week, but we wanted to have a semi peaceful celebration this week, versus next week with all the cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents etc. which will be absolute mayhem. Fun, but still mayhem.

As we all talked and laughed (and had wonderful conversations about Doctor Who. Ok fine, maybe that was just me and Shiny...) I sat back and looked at all the great people I've got in my family. Sure, we have squabbles just like the next family (for example, little bro sat on my busted toe. Screamed at him. He got mad >_<), but they're all still great people. So, shout out to awesome family! Whoo!

It was when I watched my nieces and nephew especially that I got to thinking about my future. Where will I be in ten years? Will I have a family? Not that I'm super worried about this, or what have you, just something fun to think about occasionally.

Somewhat along this line, I decided to write a letter to myself in a year. I did this once upon a time, but I was too little to write anything more than what I had for lunch that day, and about the fight my sister and I got in. I think it will be cool to see how I change in a year. (no, I'm not doing a full ten, or even five year one. I can't even imagine myself that far ahead o_O)

*nods* so yeah. Today was a good day for relaxing, and thinking about things. Some deep, some silly. Sorry for the somewhat randomness for today, but I am full of cake, and ham, and other wonderful things, which impedes my ability to make sense. Who needs sense anyway? And I'm sleepy :) Yay rambles!!!

Oh, a sort of PS on the end here. This was a sort of somber post (uh, not really somber, just not funny :P) so I shall post the most hilarious thing ever. Ok fine, maybe not the funniest thing ever, but you get what I mean. The lovely Spot inspired me with a comment the other day.

DISCLAIMER!!!!
My sister found this little shorty story/essay thing on the interwebs a long time ago, and I have no idea who wrote it. So, I hereby claim NO CREDIT what so ever for this awesome creation. I'm just spreading the awesomeness.

This is called Steve The Sheep, a story any writer will identify with :P

Ah, a blank page in a fresh notebook, truly the greatest of things to a writer. As you look at a blank page, with its perfectly straight blue lines, its three cylindrical holes and crisp white paper; your mind is filled with thousands of ideas, each one wanting to smear itself all over that vast blank page. You try and decide which idea gets to grace the page with its presence, but as your poised pen prepares to touch down onto the literary canvas...silence. It seems as though those thousands of ideas swimming in your head have clogged the narrow exit, leaving your page un-satisfactorily blank. You clench your fists in a fit of frustration, promptly exploding your pen over the page and yourself.
Now you find yourself with an ink stained paper ball, which you find incredibly amusing. You play with it a while, tossing it in the air, rolling it along your desk and attempting un-successfully to shoot it into the waste paper basket. This amusement will not last long however, as you are drawn to the siren song of your new blank page. You are enthralled by it;its lines bluer, straighter, its holes mathematically perfect and its paper white than untouched snow.
You fetch a new pen, stronger than the last. You begin again, choosing the first topic that comes to your brain, most likely based on what you ate for lunch. You write and write and write, works flying out of you, one after another after another, not necessarily making sentences, but words at least. This is about the time your mind begins to wander, lost in a literary daze, and you discover that you have doodled a small sheep in the top corner of your page, and the sheep has a little smiley face, and he's all fluffy and white and he's with his little sheepy friends and he's eating some grass and he's got the cutest little lady bug on his nose and...you are faced with your second and third paper balls, the third of course from the full page version of Steve the Sheep you drew after crumpling up the first one.
The pages are flying now, one after the other, idea after idea rejected by your ever tiring brain. Your collection of paper balls has lost all of its humorous nostalgia. Frantically you try and get and idea straight in you confused mind. This is when you realize that you've been talking to yourself out loud for the past half hour, and decide it's time for a glass of pop to revitalize your weary mind. Seven glasses and twelve paper balls later, you have finally discovered an idea so brilliant, so original, so marvelous, that you cannot express your joy. You jump, you dance, and you cheer...then realize that all the people in the library are staring. So you compose yourself, and sit back in your cubical, slightly red faced, and touch your pen to the page, ready to begin your masterpiece. You smile to yourself, proud of the story that will soon decorate the wast emptiness of your page. You breath in, and realize...you can't remember what you were going to write about.
Jittery, angry, sleep deprived and hovering on that narrow wire between sanity and the blank paper, the loud yelling begins. You begin to use your mountain of paper balls as projectiles, fending off the ever increasing group of police called on your behalf. You are now in the situation every writer faces at one point in his or her life: barricaded in a library using an ink encrusted cubical as a shield, holding some poor, frightened librarian by the hair, a paper ball pressed to her temple as a the cops attempt to talk you down from your hysteria, while you scream "BALLS!" at the top of you lungs.
Just as your brain is about to implode, you are suddenly pulled from the precipice of insanity by an epiphany. That tiny cracked light bulb inside your head shines with brilliant, thought enriched light. As you are being tackled to the ground by a large officer named Bubba and bound into a straight jacket, you realize what should have been obvious all along...this would make a great story.

Isn't that just the awesomest thing?
Ahem, anyway.
*waves* well, that's it for tonight!

I think I'm a bad blogger

2010-03-27T20:44:00.004-06:00

Well, maybe not a bad blogger, but there are some things I could definitely improve on. So, my list of blogger bad habits that I'm going to do away with.

When I'm reading the amazing blogs I follow, I usually have some thoughts on any given post. But, for some weird reason, I never actually say anything! I just close the window, and that's that. WHY?! Why do I do this? Seriously, that's lame, and not to mention not being a very good blogger friend.
Falling asleep on the floor before I write my post for the day. *cough* yes, this has happened enough times to be called a bad habit
I usually just wing my posts, having maybe a general idea of what I'm going to talk about before hand. This sometimes works, and sometimes not. Yeah, some of my past posts really don't have a point to them. Like, at all.
Related to this, sort of, I'm not going to be doing pointless posts, just because of the blog challenge I have going down with my sisters.
I promise to blog about stuff, and then never do. For example, how long have I been promising a writing exercise? It's honestly embarrassing.

The first step to fixing a problem is knowing it's there right? I'm going to do my best to
A) Comment! I just need to voice what I'm thinking
B) I'm going to make an effort (cause there will be some days where it just won't get done) to post earlier in the day, so that it gets done, with the added bonus of I'll be more coherent. You'll notice that it's only like 9:30 today. Ohh, shocking!
C) I tried doing a very basic outline of what I was going to say, and it helped me keep my thoughts organized tremendously, and it took a lot less time than it usually would have to get my post ready
D) I'm not going to just say "Hey, I'm posting cause I'm in a challenge"
I'm going to come up with something worth talking about every time I post, and the competitive nature in me will make this almost everyday.
E) I'm going to stop promising things over and over again. I'll blog about a writing exercise when I have something to show for it. No more empty promises.

Yay! With my BFS and resolutions back on track, and now my blogger bad habits dealt with, things should be looking up!

So, waddiya say blogger people of awesome, friends?

PS-Has anyone else noticed that Blogger has a new awesome template builder? Cause I sure have, and I'm tempted to change my template. Again.
Well, I just got this one... Maybe I'll wait a while.

Why can't I make up my mind?

PPS-Also, you'll notice that I finally figured out how to do links. *cough* yeah, so this is way old school for some of you, but I'm jazzed.
Carry on.

Eureka!

2010-03-26T01:53:00.005-06:00

Apparently the cure for blogger's block is to tell everyone you have it, cause I seem to be cured! Eureka, I am a genius! So what if I discovered this by accident....

Anyway.

while I was feeling all bleh, and bored, and blogger blocked, I randomly found this awesome little note pad. The front has all these different languages on it, and it's just cool. I took it and wrote down all my plans for my BFS list, and my resolutions, and life plans. It was so great to finally get all of it into one spot, instead of floating around in my head and random bits of paper.
This also prompted my second Eureka moment. I seemed (yes, past tense) to have a problem with fitting all my hobbies in. I'd end up doing a lot of one thing, and neglecting the other things. So I came up with a system, and divided them into 7, so I could have one a day for the week. That way I can be sure to get them all (baring the fact that I don't always have free time one some days)
and it's worked so far! I'm super happy about this!

Also, this weeks Blog Challenge of Epicnessishness is a very complicated one, involving drawing and I quote, 'standing at the edge of a cliff looking down
like the world suddenly has no gravity and we're standing on the ceiling'
or some such randomness. It shall take a long time, and in the mean time we will carry on with our challenges, but just not this week.

And, I magically found a picture of a Crafty thing to show you this coming Crafty-time Tuesday!

Bother, and now I'm tired. I had stuff to say!!!

Hmmpf

2010-03-23T00:51:00.002-06:00

Some of you may have noticed that I haven't been to terribly consistant about posting every day, and my posts have been ramble-y and boring. After a few days of lacking anything interesting to say, I've come to a conclusion.

Oh bother, I have blogger's block.

And I don't know why! My life hasn't changed all that much (I've switched from burritos for lunch to mostly toast, cause we're out of tortillas. Yeah, I know, earth shattering). Yet, I can't seem to come up with stuff worth talking about. GAH!!!! It's driving me nuts!!!!! So please, pretty please bear with me here, till I get my mojo back.

*cringe* yeah, I actually came up with something for today, though I don't know if you're gunna like it.

For my evil English class, I got an assignment to write some poetry. *twitch*
If there is one thing I cannot wrap my brain around, It's poetry.
So, hopefully to avoid a bad grade, could you possibly, pretty please with a cherry on top tell me if this sucks or not?

I am the glowing light of dawn
sparkling on the dew of the morning.
I am the bright beams falling through the leafy boughs
warming the children laughing below.
I am the dazzling red of the sunset
as if the sky were engulfed in brilliant fire.
I am the summer sun.

Uh, so if that didn't kill you, I'm impressed with myself.

Help?

The floor is a good place to sleep somedays

2010-03-20T00:37:00.004-06:00

This is the part where we skip over the fact that instead of posting yesterday, I fell asleep on the floor :P
Yeah, I fell asleep reading. 'Twas quite amusing.
Anyway. So today has been quite busy, and I am very tired now. I had my dance class, which has a work out today. I swear that in the new choreography the girl spins around no less than 12 times. I got dizzy :P
And I also went to a dance (with instruction) this evening. That was funny, because for lack of gentlemen, I learned the guys part to the dance. And did it better than most of them :D
Tomorrow I have quite an early morning. Ugh. My lovely mother signed me up for CERT training (Community Emergency Response Team, or something like that) And it will take over 12 hours. Blah.
At least I get to play with fire, right? And use a fire extinguisher, which I've always wanted to do. Which also means that I am going to go to bed, so I don't pass out tomorrow (I've tried one of these class things before [one that you sat down for] on little sleep, and it doesn't go over so well.)

So, I swear, sometime I shall actually post something worth reading >_<

tata for now!

You're always after mi lucky charms!!!

2010-03-18T01:59:00.003-06:00

Today I practiced 'getting my crazy pants on' again. :D

One of my mom's friends organized a group of peoples to do ice skating today (which was loads of fun)
And I wore my insanely bright green shirt, my slouchy green hat (yeah, I blogged about it, and yeah, I'm to lazy to post the link), and my insanely awesome green socks (see other explanation). I can safely say that I was the most leprechaun-y person I've seen all day. Yay for the day of Irishness!

Also, I kicked something with my busted toe again today. Ouch.

Wow, I'm deteriorating into rambles fast, even for me. Uh, no, more like I started out with rambles. Blah.

This is the week of fighting to get my life back under control, which makes for rather boring blog posts unfortunately. I swear I haven't done anything creative this week, which is rather painful. I must apologize to you awesome people reading this, but I have a reason for da boring ones too.

Cause knowing me, if I stop just for this week, then I'll be that much more likely to get out of the habit of posting everyday, which is not a good idea. I'm so happy I finally got the hang of this posting regularly thing, I don't want to loose it.

Also, I was totally going to do a green themed post, but my brain is currently fried, so la to that. Wow, this is the earliest I've gone to bed in ages! Woo!!!!

A too-long ramble about nothing

2010-03-17T01:11:00.004-06:00

This week has been good. Sure I've been suffocating under all the homework, but that was my fault anyway (which makes it all the more painful)
And sure my toe is broken and I, just like I knew I would, kicked something with it today.
But! My dear friends! I am making good progress on my new evil plans, however little, it is still good. And I gave a rather evil challenge to my sister's this week *cackle* (and no, I'm not going to tell you just yet. It would ruin the surprise!). And tomorrow is St. Patty's, and I have bright green, striped, thigh high socks to wear. Oh yes, you're all jealous. AND I have a link hat. Feel the burn.

Well, this is shaping up to be all sorts of entertaining! Today, just about nothing happened. Well, nothing NEW. I'm getting through the homeworks, trying to squeeze in some evil plotting, doing crunches so it hurts my stupid stomach when I laugh, and I'm happy. Plus it's warm out, which makes everything better. But nothing earth shattering shall we say.

hmmm, maybe I should delete all this and make it one of those inspirational ones that aren't directly related to experiences.

What do you think?

Oh wait, that's not really going to work. I guess I'm on my own in this decision. Grrr. Apparently my blog muse is on vacation today. I really wish she'd tell me her schedule some days. *grumble*

Well, my brain is refusing to even focus anymore, none the less come up with something to say, so I think I shall retire to my evil lair and dream up dastardly wonderful plots. *waves* See you when I have something to say!

An odd ramble about evil plans, and a watchamer

2010-03-16T01:54:00.008-06:00

For the first order of business, I'd like to explain why I did not post yesterday.
So, at approx. 12:00 I set out on my usual blog stuff (meaning answering comments and then posting) My computer was running slowly, but nothing too bad. I still had time to post, and everything looked cheery.
Then, BAM, my computer or internet or both or something went ka-put and it took somewhere around 30 seconds to select one email, and hit delete.
At that point I cried uncle to the evil whatever-it-was and went to bed.

For the second order of business, I'd like to apologize to everyone who has been waiting for me to reply to comments. I love when you guys comment, and I love replying, and I usually keep up, but this week has been....ishy. So here I am, all caught up as far as I know. Thanks for bearing with me.

And for the third order of business, the actual post! Woo!

So, one day I was playing with my blog settings, like one does when one is procrastinating, and I found that the loverly little html code was having some issues, and not doing what I wanted it to. Naturally, I googled it, and tried various tutorials until I got the gadget to do what it was supposed to do.
It was then I had realized I had spent two hours tutorial hunting and gadget fixing, simply because I didn't know what I was doing. But I enjoyed it once I figured it out! (I bet you all know what's coming next. Ok, actually probably not. Well, you might)
I found a new hobby! I've decided to finally look into html coding watchamer. Woo! (and yes watchamer is a technical term. See? My coding career, with all it's exactness-by-a-single-letter-or-it-gets-messed-up is getting off to a great start)

But, more important than my getting another hobby, is that it got be thinking about my other hobbies, which got me thinking about my BFS list I started a while ago, and I was thinking of how I should revamp that, and maybe do some resolutions....

A trip through my random mind later (and yes I totally went through a debate with myself over ice cream before arriving at this conclusion) I decided to get excited over life again! You see, I depend on the weather for my mood to much. In the winter I mostly drudge along, managing to not die from the homework, and blog. But today (actually two days ago now. I think this post has a conspiracy against it) I decided to just say 'well la to that *sticks tongue out*'
So, I've gotten a plan to get on top of my homeworks here, I'm going to revamp my BFS list, and my plans for it (after I get a breather from the homework :P) and I've finally started working out. You know, sit ups, crunches, push ups, that sort of thing. And with the weather getting warmer I'll be able to start pounding pavement soon.

So over all, life is good over here. Except the sore part, but such is life I suppose :P

I'll prolly talk more about my newly refurbished evil plans some more, but for now, I think that's good (also, I think I've used the () a bit much today, wouldn't you agree?)

Hit two birds with one stone

2010-03-13T00:42:00.003-07:00

Um, first off I must confess that I'm more of a 'chuck half a million stones until you hit one stupid bird' sort of person. My aim is that bad.

*cough* moving on to what I actually meant by the title.

In my English class, I was assigned to write a personal narrative of whatever event in my life I liked. Guess what I chose. Ballroom competition! So I get to copy and paste that here! Woo! I love when your work pays off twice. I'll also be posting an edited version of it under the 'Writing' tab, seeing as I just started it today, and it's not fine-tuned yet.

***The music started and my partner and I swept into our dance routine, smiling to the hundreds of people watching. We moved around the dance floor, weaving in and out of the other couples, the girls in their elegant dresses and the boys with the couple numbers pinned to their shirts. We moved through the steps like clock work, until the music faded out. We turned to the audience and bowed and curtsied. I felt like flying I was so happy.
Of course the rest of my day had not been so perfect. Late in the afternoon, I started getting ready for the ballroom dance competition. I wove my hair into a low bun and applied my makeup. I was sprayed thoroughly with hair spray three times, so my hair crunched when I touched it. I ran to my mom's bathroom to get some jewelry, and on the way I kicked the door frame as hard as I possibly could. Yelping, I grabbed my foot and tried to ignore the searing pain. Hopping around, I hoped I hadn't done anything serious to it. Dancing with a broken foot would be like entering an arm-wrestling competition with a paralyzed bicep. The pain ebbed to a dull ache, however, and I continued gathering what I needed.
My mom and I rushed out the door, and soon we were racing along the route to the building the competition was held in. Half way there, we ran into some traffic from construction. Our progress slowed to a crawl, and I resisted the urge to bang my head against the window. I wouldn't have to be nervous about competing if I never got the chance. Finally we broke through and continued our race against time. We lost.
We arrived at the designated meeting spot for my team ten minutes late, and no one was there. They had already moved. My mom wasn't allowed back stage, so I purchased my ticket, and entered the fray of contestants heading to their events and dressing rooms. The competition itself was a huge event. It ran for three days, and had a ton of events. It was held in a huge events center, and the backstage halls and rooms were a chaotic mess. I ran up and down the halls, checking in dressing rooms as a I went. I searched hallway after hallway, a wave of panic rising in my mind. Then, finally, as the elevator doors opened to yet another hallway, I ran into someone sent to look for me. We both let out a huge sigh of relief and rushed to join the rest of our team. Several sets of stairs later, we were quite out of breath, but we were there. One of the other girls shoved a new dress at me, telling me that we had new costumes. I only had a few minutes before I had to be ready. I snatched the dress and dashed down the concrete steps. I sprinted through the halls until I found a dressing room. I waited for an empty stall, hoping that I would make it in time. A door opened and I scrambled into my costume. I shoved my things into my duffel bag, and raced back to my team. A fellow dancer sprayed my hair once again, and I was sure that I could be in a hurricane without my hair coming out. I dumped everything on the floor and ran through my quickstep routine with my partner a few times before we went to wait for our curtain call.
Our team name was called out, and we filed out onto the floor. I smiled and relaxed. I was here, and all I had to do was dance my routine. We took our seats on the sidelines, and waited for our couple numbers to be called out. Waltz, samba, tango, and cha-cha all went by, and my team mates all took their turns for their dances. Next it was quickstep. Our couple number was called out, and my partner helped me to my feet. We took our place on the floor. And the music started. It was all like a dream as we spun around the floor. The music faded, and I took my curtsy. All the stress of the day was completely worth that moment.***

so ya. That was my performance/competition. It. was. amazing. My team got 4th, which is a far cry from the tenth out of ten we got last time. Also something that didn't get mentioned is that I learned that I can run in 3 inch heels without dying. Yeah, me, the one who managed to reallllllly hurt, possibly break, her pinky toe earlier that day. Haha, the world is full of contradictions :P

Comments and Critiques are more than welcome. In fact, I'll give you a virtual cookie if you do ^_^

Um, another note. This week has been a tad hairy. So I haven't been commenting much, and tomorrow will probably be more of the same, but Sunday I shall hopefully, maybe get back into the blogosphere.

A PSA of sorts

2010-03-12T21:10:00.004-07:00

I think I'm too indecisive or something, because yeah, I changed my template again. Ok, so it's not only the fact that I was bored of my old look.
With the new creation of separate pages in Blogger, I suddenly had ideas of what to do with them
But, with my old template it looked really lame. Also, I couldn't find a color that wasn't butt ugly, and allowed you to see all the links at one time. So I went hunting for a new one.
This part comes as a total surprise. I couldn't settle for a simple one that would work. Oh no, I had to go out and find one with shmancy links across the top, a funny quote, and a wider text space. Of course this new one is a bit more web-designer/html-ish than your usual. I've had some rudimentary training in html, and I usually manage if I know what I'm looking for. And tutorials are really helpful too (and this new template comes with those ^_^)
But, unfortunatly I don't really know how to fix some of the problems. So I'm hoping to get some help from my html-ninja sister, but regardless of how I fix these bumps I've encountered, you're going to have to live with bright yellow font, the fact that there isn't actually anything on my beautiful new pages, etc.
Thank you for your patience.

Also, I will be posting something about my ballroom dealio later. I just thought I'd update you on the situation over here.

In which I manage to stress out over the part I thought would be easy

2010-03-12T00:12:00.003-07:00

You see, tonight at my ballroom competition, I thought that it was inevitable that I was going to freak out a bit at the number of people there. In truth, I wasn't nervous. At. all. period. Which I find really cool, cause that was a lot o' people.
The part I uber stressed about was the before hand getting ready. I believe I was totally justified in this, but that is a story for tomorrow, seeing as I am about to literally collapse.

See ya tomorrow!

The Universe is a fickle thing

2010-03-11T00:58:00.004-07:00

So, it turns out that The Universe decided to be nice to me today, and I did make it to my practice ^_^
and I will be in the competition tomorrow. Which shall be interesting, seeing as I shall be performing in front of approx. 1500 people. WOO! this shall be quite fun.

speaking of my practice, beforehand I stopped to get some ballroom shoes. Which was fun for two reasons.
1) they were $130, which hurts to cough up. My parents did fund this, but still, that kind of cash for some shoes is just painful
2) I got to dance in brand new shoes for two hours. If any of you are dancers, you'll know this is not the funest thing in the world. For those of you who aren't dancers, dance shoes (well, any shoes really) take time to break in. My feet kill. Not to mention the loverly little cut I got from them.
3) (yeah I know, I didn't mention a third reason) they are 3 in. heels. Yeah. I am not short. My dance partner is the same height as me in shoes, but still, it is odd being so high off the ground :P

Um, yeah. Tomorrow shall be great fun, and I'll be sure to tell you about it, but now I think my head is going to explode if I don't get to sleep. right. now.

PS-is it just my computer being lame, or does the flower not show up in the background of my blog any more?

Yeah, stress is not my friend. YOU HEAR THAT STRESS? GO AWAY!!!!

2010-03-10T00:02:00.005-07:00

To quote my gmail chat status message,

"This week could either be A) really fun or B) really poopy. Cross your fingers everyone!"

You see, I happen to have a ballroom competition this Thursday.
the problem is tomorrow I have a rehearsal/practice tomorrow, and the place it's at is reallllly far away. The real kicker is that we just got hit with the biggest snow storm we've had all year. If it's a blizzard out, I can't get to the practice. And, If I can't get to the practice, I can't figure out what I'm supposed to wear, where to buy tickets, heck, where this thing is even.
Also, due to an entry form issue, I may or may not even get to dance! This cannot be resolved unless I make it to that practice, and things aren't looking good for it now. The worst part is, is that I can't do anything but pray for a break in the weather. I hate idly worrying. I wish I could do something! Anything!
gar! This would be my first competition, and I really, really don't want it to get messed up.

Ahem. Rant/dump of stress over. thank you all for your time :)

I promise, sometime this century I will actually post some, oh I don't know, book reviews, writing exercises, and all the other stuff I've been promising for a friggin' long time now.

A bit of catching up

2010-03-09T00:51:00.006-07:00

Today will be a catching up of sorts, I believe. For instance, I have received the most epic blog award ever, been tagged, and I have the weekly Blog Challenges of Epicnessishness to do today.

So, first, the awesome award.
I got this beaut from Notquiteawake over at http://realityfaker.blogspot.com
She is so funny, I love her posts. Her snarky sense of humor is just to die for. She almost always has something funny in her posts, and when she doesn't, she has a good reason, and the posts are meaningful (versus always ranting about the lamest things. you won't find that there)

so yeah, the award rule dealio game is to list 6 things that I'm a master of, and then pass this one to 6 people who are masters of friendship.

1. Craziness. Seriously, you'll never find someone hyper-er than me. Don't ask what happens on New Years Eve, when I'm up even later than my usual. I'd have to kill you if you knew.

2. Watching Doctor Who. I bet you'll never find someone who stayed up as late as I did watching it. Ever. and if you some how managed to, that person should be shot, because at that point it'd just be madness+insanity+pie=woah.

3. Eating tacos/burritos. man, those things are good.

4. Sticking my foot in my mouth. I am always tripping over my words.

5. Falling over/general clumsiness. I tripped over my own feet, fell down the stairs, ran into the wall, and broke my nose. Need I say more?

6. Fudging my way through stuff. Seriously. A) that prom dress never should have worked B) I totally slept through a class, and got the highest score on the test afterwards. How?!?!

ok, so 6 people who are masters at friendship......

1. Spot--> http://whatpassesforsaneonacrazyday.blogspot.com/
She is always leaving comments on my insane ramblings. I love getting commenst from everyone, but I always love her's because she always finds something sweet and supportive to say. or funny. funny's good to :P

2. Rebekah--> http://my-life-is-ninja.blogspot.com/
She is my twin from another mother, I swear. We know each other so well, we can have entire conversations by blinking and twitching our eyebrows.

3. Shiny--> http://twistingline.blogspot.com/
She is the best advice giver ever. She keeps the balance of 'i iz srious' and 'HOLY CRAP!! IT'S A SQUIRREL!!!!' advice perfectly.

4. Miss--> http://homebakedweb.objectivecompany.com/
She is a voice of sanity (only when it counts mind you. she can just as hyper as the rest of us nuts) and sweetness when I need it. She balances out my habit of making a desision based on what sounds more like a Star Wars book, and my habit of wanting to punch people's faces in when they do something that's even the slightest bit annoying.

5. Creative A--> http://headdeskforwriters.blogspot.com/
She is the sweatest most sincere person ever. And an amazing writer to boot. Her blog is very professional. Not in a boring way, just that 'ooo, it's shiny' way (yeah, like that made sense :P)

6. and I'm totally cheating here, but
Notquiteawake--> http://realityfaker.blogspot.com/
sorry for breaking the rules, but I just want to give this back, because she rocks like that. And she's a master at friendship, and totally deserves this. (and no I'm not making you do it over again. Just want you to know that I love your friendship ^_^)

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So, Rebekah, who was mentioned earlier, tagged me in a game of blog tag.

Um, so I guess I'm supposed to say 7 random things about myself, and then pass it on

1. Uh, I don't like milk. Yeah, weird I know. Seriously, not even with cookies.

2. I'm still trying to convince people that plaid is a color, so it can be my favorite.

3. I prefer my cookies un-baked. Mmmmmm, salmonella.....

4. I can quote one of Brian Regan's cds from start to finish, 24 tracks.

5. I'm wearing a bumble skirt right now, that I will hopefully get a picture of sometime in the future for here.

6. I'm not a wimpy person. Like, I can take a lot of stuff. But I'm absofriggin'lutely terrified of spiders.

7. I like my hot chocolate warm.

and that leaves the tagging! *cackle* I think I shall be evil and tag everyone that I gave the award to :P

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Challenges!

This week, I'll start with the Miss.

Her challenge is to write about your favorite book.

Upon hearing this I immediately started panicking, because there was no way i was going to be able to pick just one, or even just 20. So, in true vader-randomness, I picked the first one that came to mind.

The Enchanted Chocolate Pot, by Patricia C. Wrede and Caroline Stevermer.

oh man, how I love this book! First, the writing style is unique in the way that it shows the lives of the two main characters. You see, Cecy, is at home, while her cousin Kate is in London, and the book is their letters back and forth. It is masterfully done in this style, and is a joy to read.
It is set in 1800s England, but with the twist that magic exists.
It has such humor in it! Oh it made me laugh. It is truly a great book.

so yeah, that is ONE of many of my favorites.

Shiny's challenge was simply the word Alaska.

So, uh.... Alaska eh? hmmmm.
Oh I know! I could tell you my plans for stowing aboard her luggage and... oh wait, the government might be reading this.

hmmm. Oh I know!

so my sister is going to Alaska for the summer, to earn some extra dough. And in the summer in Alaska, the sun never sets, which would be a dream come true to me. Can you imagine it being light out all the time? having the glorious sun out? If it's one thing I love, it's sunshine.

And then my brain randomly catapulted to traveling.... ok, I guess I'll roll with this.

So, when I get to be an old fogey (meaning collage age) I want to go backpacking through the world. and...... woah, I'm not even going to say what my brain just catapulted to, it's that random. (seriously? where'd the Japanese part come from?)

uh yeah, I think I'm going to call it a night. My brain won't even pay attention anymore. I guess I'll do Shiny's challenge tomorrow....

Musings for a Sunday night

2010-03-08T01:12:00.007-07:00

Today has been relatively boring, as far as funny stories go. Uh, actually, as far as anything goes.

But, today I have been thinking about stuff I'm grateful for, like sleep.

I'm grateful to have a loving family. Srsly, they rock. Especially my sisters (no offense parents and brothers :P) we all get along now, even though our ages span a purty big gap. And most of my favorite memories have been with these guys (and yes Rebekah, this is you to :D)

I'm grateful for the internet and computers. Because my friends are in it ^_^
also, because I've learned this week that writing fiction by hand isn't the most pleasant thing I've ever done.

I'm grateful for Chocolate. 'Nuff said.

I'm grateful that I have March break for all of next week (March break you ask? yeah, we get a spring break to. I have no idea where March break came from)

I'm grateful for Sunday afternoons. Because only on a Sunday can you get away with an impromptu 3 1/2 hour nap. Yeah, today I got 7 hours of sleep, which is a very decent amount of sleep. But I was still so tired this afternoon, I had to crash. And crash I did. Seriously, the only reason I woke up when I did was my mom woke me up to eat dinner (it being like 8:30.) I would have just kept on sleeping. AND I DON'T EVEN TAKE NAPS! Like, ever! it was weird.

I'm grateful for sunshine. It lifts me up so much, plus it's warm, which I am a sucker for.

I am grateful that my sister is moving to Alaska for the summer. Sure I'm going to miss her like *insert overly used comparison*. Sure I'm going to be bored with out her some times. BUT this gives me a bigger chance to be awesome all by myself. Because whether I like it or not, we're both growing up. And she's going to get married (O_o)
At first when I thought about summer (yeah, I know it's still March. What's your point? I can dream!), I thought it was going to be rather dull, but then I realized that it's not really dull, just less busy. Right now, I sometimes feel as if I'm being pulled this way and that, going to one thing after another. Finishing up that stupid English paper etc. In the summer, I won't have that.
Currently, my plans consist of pounding pavement, and actually getting some abs. Do you know where to buy those? I looked at Wal-mart, but they don't carry them. *cough* joking aside, I recently went with my friend to her track meet, for lack of anything else to do, and I discovered just out of shape I am >_<
And I'll be getting some good writing time in. I'm looking forward to this a lot, because I'm having a hard time getting large chunks of time to devote to it. It's a little bit here, and a little bit there.
I'll also be crafting, which shall be great fun. But other wise, I'm free, which is the best way to bring out creativity.

and I'm grateful for blogging. I've connected with some awesome people in the blogosphere! I love it because it gives an opportunity to become friends with people without distance as a restriction.

And now my friends, I shall spend the next hour browsing the internet, because those who get that much sleep in the after noon, don't get tired till late :P

Get your crazy pants on!

2010-03-07T00:35:00.002-07:00

Today was an interesting day. I'll skip some of the stories of mini golf, go carts (which I dominated in by the way) because I'm tired. They were fun and all, but the coolest part earns priority.

After I got home from my adventures, I was pretty worn out. So I changed into these Neon (yes, it's capitalized) blue sweat pants. Because they are the most comfortable pants I own. I washed my face, and put on my facial maskish stuff (which happens to be an orangey color)
I was soooo not going out any more today.

HA!

It being 9:30, I thought I was safe. But no. My family hadn't eaten yet. So we all went out to eat. With me in my ensemble. oh yes, it rocked.

But the best part was when we went to the grocery store afterwards. Because we walked right through a group of uber 'cool' preppy teens. The looks on their faces, as they could barely stop from gaping, was pure hilarity.

As I walked by, with them staring in disbelief, I came to the realization of how little other's opinions matter. Don't get me wrong, I like complements as much as the next person, but they should be treated as bonus points (did I really just compare life to a video game?) If I'm not cool with me, than 7 bajillion other people loving me wouldn't make a dang difference in my happiness.

But this isn't quite the point I was getting at. I am quite pleased with who I am. Yeah, I've still got flaws that drive me up the wall, but over all, it's good.

The point I'm getting to is that even if you're happy with yourself, but you hide it around other people, you're going to be pretty unhappy. That will just earn you friends that aren't like the real you. Though it may be scary, let your true colors show!

It's like a business. If your front window says, 'hair styling', but when you get in, it's a watch shop, that's not going to work out too well.

While we may be few, and hard to find, there are other weird people out there! and by weird, I mean non-conformists. Think of how much more pleasant life would be if all of us weirdos broad casted this. We could find each other, and become friends. We'd find people who are like minded, and not have to deal with the teasing in the same way.

So don't hide! You are interesting, and have something to give the world. You can't do that by wearing all the cool clothes, and acting how society thinks is normal. Variety is the spice of life! Give something different!

Let your true colors show! Wave your banner around! And get your crazy pants on!

In which I should stop tempting fate

2010-03-06T00:56:00.002-07:00

So, you know how I joked that as soon as I said I'd post every day, I'd get a carp load of homework?

......

That's right, I brought it upon myself.

But that's ok! I think I can get caught up over the weekend here, and be back on track on Monday.

but that means my posts shall be lacking in any actually content :P because I know you all just love to hear the rambles of my sleepy and insane brain all the time.

Also, I figured out that the weather has a direct effect on my level of energy/inspiration. Today we had the first bit of real sunshine in a while, and I could practically float I was so happy and itching to do productive stuff. Yesterday, how ever, when it dumped a blizzard on our heads, I could barely make myself do any homework, non the less extra stuff.

So, I hereby demand sunshine! lots of it! and warmth!

..... either that or I'll move to Texas, where it's nice and toasty warm ^_^

The early bird may get the worm, but the night owl gets the sleep

2010-03-05T00:40:00.005-07:00

Because I am a slacker face, I am only now just getting to Miss's weekly challenge. Yeah, I know, shame on me.

But anyway! Here I am, doing it now!

Her challenge was to make plans for achieving one of the items on our bucket list. The one I think I shall do is "Play my guitar in a park, and get money in a hat. And not just a few coins :D"

So, my plan for this is to collect a few songs that I really like, and practice them like mad. I may or may not do this with my sister, seeing as we both have this goal.
One of the songs I have picked is a guitar version of 'Linus and Lucy', usually referred to as the Charlie Brown song.
And I need to practice my chords a lot more, because I feel rather handy capped in that area.

To put this in more immediate goals, every Sunday instead of all my internet vegging, I shall practice the guitar for a decent chunk of time. Hopefully, I'll eventually make it to that park!

And that is all for now. My parents have been getting us up earlier than usual, because the early bird gets the worm, or some such logic. What this means for my night-owl self? I'm just tired all the time *grumpy face* I don't think they ever mentioned that the bird was grouchy and tired.... or the fact that worms are gross, and I don't actually want one.

A post a day keeps the doctor away

2010-03-04T01:05:00.006-07:00

(and the title is totally NOT in reference to Doctor Who, for all you nerds who might have been freaking out right there. It just sounded catching ok!?)

hmmm, so just a quick post tonight, for reasons mostly beyond my control.

you see, I usually plan an hour for blogging stuff (and no, I hardly ever take up that much time. but it is good to plan extra, don't you think?)

well, as I logged into blogger, I couldn't help but notice the fact that I had well over 20 posts waiting for me to read them.

Uh, I guess today was Blogging day or some thing. Any way, this left little time for me to actually post myself.

Then, on one of my last posts to read, I discovered one that I felt deserved a well thought out comment.

So, today shall just be a tiny announcement.

Shiny and Miss! I hereby challenge you to a blog duel!

ahem.... what is a blog duel you ask? well, we have decided to do a marathon, to see who can keep their streak of a post-a-day. And with the weekly challenge (yeah, I still haven't done one of those), things could get interesting fast.

so yeah, that is my post. The funny story (and picture!) shall come tomorrow, and possibly *gasp* some actually interesting thoughts.

Blah, and the battle of Hip hop Vs. Ballet

2010-03-03T00:21:00.005-07:00

(lol, that sounds like a the title of a humorous short story or something. anyway....)

Today has been one of those blah days (for the most part. I did have some amazing nerdy/geeky/which ever one is the good one conversations today that were quite enjoyable ^_^)

I got up, I had school.
I had more school.
Homework.
Piano lessons, that are actually really annoying. Don't get me wrong, I love to play the piano, but my teacher is the type to make you play every kind of scale know to man kind, and never let you do fun songs.
and more homework.
Procrastinated doing laundry to the point of it's too late to do it now, which means I'll be scrounging for something to wear tomorrow. Again.

hmmpf. I think I need a day each week to do laundry, because this wait-until-the-last-possible-second-to-do-it is getting old. Seriously. Who even thought of clothes getting dirty? Why can't we just wear them forever with out them getting dirty? That would save so much time, energy, procrastination, and sanity.

*grumble* my brain seems to be void of any interesting thoughts... Um.....

Oh, a bit of news! So, I am in a ballroom class. And there is a contest open to design a t-shirt for all the dance classes/teams/what have yous, which I am totally going to enter.
My problem is that it's supposed to represent all the classes, which includes hip hop and ballet. Which just makes my head hurt. How, may I ask you, am I supposed to do that? Whenever I start thinking of designs, those two just start fighting in my head. It's like,

Hip hop: Dude, we should totally have a skate boarder silhouette

Ballet: Whatever! What we really need is a rose, and maybe some ivy.

Hip hop: What are you on?! Flowers? Since when did that ever remotely fall into the category of 'I'm a cool break dancing person'?

yeah, it gets ugly fast, usually ending with Hip hop throwing a chair at Ballet, Ballet doing a fancy turn while dodging to annoy Hip hop, and me getting a head ache. And then me wondering if I should get counseling, because I have types of dances arguing with each other in my head >_<

How would you get these two to agree on something? because if I'm not careful, they're going to wreck my lovely sanity. (oh wait..... I had any?)

so yeah, that's today. Because I'm tired. And a bit brain dead. Stupid homeworks.......

A look inside my mind.

2010-03-02T00:47:00.004-07:00

*pokes head in door way* hi guys. so I'm kinda afraid to say this, because I know a friggin' huge load of homework will fall in my lap once I do.

But hey! I've never been one to turn down a challenge.

uh, yeah. So this is the part where I actually say it. *cricket cricket*

Ugh, fine!

I'm going to post every day *wince*

yeah, tempting fate here.

anyway, I'm tired of me always trying to stick to an every other day schedule, that doesn't really work. Because I put it off (not that I don't like blogging!) but I say I'm going to do it tomorrow when I have more time. And I never do. So you get neglected.

So yeah. there's my announcement.

ok, fine I'll give you guys a funny story too.

So, today, I kinda forgot to eat. (yeah, I know it's bad) (also I swear I'm not anorexic, I really just forget)

so, after school got out, I went to the vending machine and got some fritos (because fritos are the best chips ever)

But, while I was getting them out, I slipped and let the swingy door thing slam shut on them, and frito powder was created.

All was normal until I talked to my sister about said powder. Apparently fritos can actually take quite a beating before they powderize.

Which then of course led me to think about my vending machine, and it's awesome strength. Which made me remember the time I let the door go while my arm was in it, and I got an epic bruise, and my hand kinda tingled for a few minutes afterward.

So, the question is, is this all a coincidence? or is there a conspiracy against junk food in school? Because it isn't normal for a vending machine to maim people.

My sister and I totally debated whether or not I was just talentedly (w00t! new word) clumsy, or if I truly did have a mutant vending machine.

and some where around the discussion of the time I managed to break my nose on a wall, I realized, I have totally just spent like ten minutes debating about my school vending machine.

So yes people, this is what take place in my brain daily. Be afraid, be very afraid....

*cough* ok, so tomorrow I'll probably be thinking a bit clearer, and we might even get into some real content (shock! I know)

Prom dress, of epicness (and yes I just rhymed. you're jealous of my mad poetry skilz)

2010-03-01T00:01:00.006-07:00

*sigh of relief* well, that week was certainly crazy. I won't get into the details of my stupid homework, but I will tell you the other part.

Which was the fact that I sewed a prom dress in two days.

Yes, you heard (read?) right, two days.

You see, previously mentioned stupid homework took up the week until Thursday night. So, I sat down with my fabric choices (we shall get to those later), and got started.

Then, the next day I had off from school (insert hallelujah chorus here), so I spent literally the entire day sewing. The next morning, I finished up, with my mother hemming the bottom (because she insists that formals must be hemmed by hand, and she is so much faster at hand stitching than me)

It. was. madness. I haven't sewn for that long, all at one time before (though Halloween was close).

The best part was the fabric I was working with. Hmm, instead of trying to explain this, let's get some pictures first, shall we? (what? You ask how I dot pictures with my camera broken? Yes, I did somehow manage to strangle these pictures out of it for you guys :D)
(yeah, nothing fun today. Sorry! I'm tired!)

so the bottom part was this awesomely shiny, shimmery midnight blue fabric that I got for no real reason at the fabric store. Unfortunately, I only had 2 yards, which was very hard to get a ball gown out of.

Next, the top part was a scrap piece from one of my mom's old projects. It was about 11 inches tall, and 2 feet wide, and I manage to squeeze a top out of it. It was intense, let me tell you. I was crossing my fingers that I'd have enough the entire time.

So yeah, I designed, and sewed (my inner grammar nazi is twitching. I don't know how to make this correct!) a prom dress in two days.

Wow, ok now we get to why the heck I did this in the first place. So there are these people who put on a stag formal every year, and my friends and I were planning on going. But, I didn't have a dress to wear to this thing, because though our family has had several weddings and proms and what not, my sisters are tall, skinny twigs, which meant I couldn't fit into their dresses without wearing 4 inch heels and a word taken out because it was setting of content watchers (yeah I know, lamesauce). So of course I made my own. And of course I didn't plan enough time to go to the fabric store for more materials. And of course my homework exploded in my face until two days before. I think I'm insane.....

The dance itself was pretty epic. I danced almost all the dances (yes! This was a dance were people actually danced! non of this hanging out business), and I asked for most of them, which is shocking if you could see me around strangers. We totally learned a Pride and Prejudice dance, which I find fantastic in all sorts of ways ^_^

And I totally tripped over a chair into a photo shoot thing, which was pretty much funneh. And a friend and I almost won the twist competition (we so should have! :P)

All in all, it was most fun. and that is what I did this week. Phew! it's over!

MAI BUCKET!!!!!

2010-02-23T00:53:00.005-07:00

see more Lolcats and funny pictures
*cough* ahem, I iz serus now.

What's with the bucket you say? well this weeks blog challenge from my awesome sister from Twisting Line (http://twistingline.blogspot.com/) is to make a bucket list so to speak. or a collection of all those weird things you've all ways wanted to do, but never had the time (is that what a bucket list is? I feel very ignorant now.)

so, in no real order

Hurl my shrieking self out of an airplane, with a shoot of course.
Successfully convince someone that I am from the CIA, and that I need to take them in for questioning.
Play my guitar in a park, and get money in a hat. And not just a few coins :D
cut my hair really short, and perhaps dye it red.
learn how to make good techno.
learn how to make illegal fireworks and/or explosives.
learn how to hack into computers.
I want to become awesome at fencing. (also, if anyone makes any jokes about this, I'll probably not be amused. I mean the sword kind.)
Wear colored contacts and freak people out.
Practice writing up-side down, backwards, and up-side down backwards until I can do it almost as good as my normal.
Put my hair in a fohawk/mohawk. and when it's decently long too :P
go back packing through Europe. And to go to Australia.
Get featured on an episode of Threadbanger (http://www.threadbanger.com/)
Prank call Brain Regan

wow, I hope nobody from the Government reads my blog.....

uh, so that's it for now. I'll probably add some slightly more sane one's when I'm not up so late *cough*

My other sister's challenge will have to wait till tomorrow, because it requires actually being serious. (she wants us to make plans to get one of the things on our lists done)

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So, I promised some book reviews didn't I? I was totally planning on doing one today, but then I looked at the clock that currently reads 11:46 and kinda freaked out.
Oh, I've been up much later, and was able to function too, but I have a carp-load (woah, I think I just came up with a word) of homework to do tomorrow, so I would like to be a bit more alert, ya know?
so, I guess you'll just have to wait till.....hopefully tomorrow *crosses fingers* I really don't know if I'll have time.

Speaking of which..... I was totally awesome and left myself a week to sew a prom dress for a stag-formal dance I'm going to >_<
So that will suck up even more time. W00t w00t! I am so nuts. This week shall be insane! *little wave* see ya later people!

Thoughts for a Thursday

2010-02-19T01:20:00.002-07:00

Hia! So, seeing as Friday and Saturday are going to be absolute madness (don't worry, good madness. Oh the madness *cackle*. Yes, you should be afraid), I thought I'd give you a mini post to assure you that no, I hadn't died again.

My mom has done another awesome thing. As a family, we are going to the library once a week. *glee*

so, I think I will be doing a few more reviews now.
Only not like I did the redwall one. I think I'll be keeping it less homework-y and formal, ya know? more like 'hey, this is awesome. This is my favorite part. Yo.'

yes, 'Yo' is an official term.

I've already read The Icarus Hunt, by Timothy Zahn, Princess of the Midnight Ball, by Jessica Day George, and The Tale of Desperaux, by Kate DiCamillo

So stay tuned for awesomeness!

And yes I know that in technical terms, this will be posted on Friday. But I don't care! It's still Thursday if I say it is. and I do *sticks tongue out*

In which I'm a total slacker face, my brain goes on strike, and my nose rebels

2010-02-17T16:23:00.003-07:00

Ok! So you now how I haven't posted in over a week..... >_<
crap. I never was very good at coming up with excuses. Um, my imaginary friend ate my posts.... *nods* yeah, that'll work.

Oh who am I kidding, I was a total slacker face. Grrr, and I had funny stories to tell. Why did I take an un-planned hiatus, you ask. I have no idea. *gumble*

Well, I wasn't a total slacker (just close), seeing as I just came down with the head cold of the decade. I think my nose got in a fight with the rest of my face, and it lost. So as revenge, it decided to go stage a mutiny, and overthrow my life. Perfect time for my brain to take a vacation. Come on! My brain is the one who keeps everything in line. yeah, I have no idea where I was going with this....

Anyway, with my brain wrapped in a thick fog due to this clogging of my sinuses, I couldn't really blog. but I've only had this cold for about three days. Where did the rest of the time go?

Gah! I hate being a lump of laziness. Maybe it's the winter blues hitting again.

Well no more! I am back, and I plan on staying. So there!

Wow, ok that little explanation took way longer than it was supposed to. If you made it through that with out dying from the sheer randomness, I applaud.

Onto more important things.

First, my evil camera of evilness has hatched a new evil plan. Instead of just dying, it won't stay charged, and is deleteing pictures all by its self. For instance, I got an awesome picture of me in a fedora looking all cool. And the stupid thing deleted it before I could upload it to my computer. and that's not the only one it did it to, so I didn't just accidentally delete it myself.

And what does this mean for you? No more Crafty-time Tuesdays for while. Telling you about all my projects isn't nearly the same thing as showing you :-/.
Never fear! I am keeping a list of all the projects I finish between now and when I cough up enough cash for a new camera, and will show you all of them.

There won't be many though, seeing as my sewing machine is working on throwing in the towel as well. It keeps tearing holes in my fabric, and is being a general pain in the neck. *sticks tongue out*

So, I shall probably doing more writing stuff on here, with a healthy dose of what ever randomness is currently in my head. *nods*

so yeah! I'm back. Still sick, but at least my brain is semi-functioning.

see you when I actually have something to say!

*waves*

ANOTHER award, and a were-platypus

2010-02-08T16:30:00.008-07:00

*SGUEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!*
ahem, I am composed. HA!

Tehe, anyway. Jenica704 over at http://momentsofgenius704.blogspot.com gave me this awesome Sunshine Award

Here are the rules:
1. Put the logo on your blog or within the post.
2. Pass the award onto 12 bloggers.
3. Link the nominees within your post.
4. Let the nominees know they have received the award by posting on their blogs.
5. Share the love and link to the person from whom you received this award.

Alrighty! 12 people to give this too (not in any order)...
1. Thought @ http://twistingline.blogspot.com/
2. Um, so she doesn't exactly have a name she posts under, but my sister! @ http://homebakedweb.objectivecompany.com/
3. Creative A @ http://headdeskforwriters.blogspot.com/
4. Stef @ http://52weeksofwordage.blogspot.com/
5. Spot @ http://whatpassesforsaneonacrazyday.blogspot.com/
6. Juju @ http://jujujuniper.blogspot.com/
7. Angela @ http://thebookshelfmuse.blogspot.com/
8. Suzette Saxton @ http://suzettesaxton.blogspot.com/
9. Bethany Wiggins @ http://suzettesaxton.blogspot.com/
10. Deidra @ http://reflectreviewrespond.blogspot.com/
11. Jenica704 @ http://momentsofgenius704.blogspot.com/
12. Leo @ http://leofair.blogspot.com/

yay!

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soooo, my sisters (http://twistingline.blogspot.com/ and http://homebakedweb.objectivecompany.com/) and I are doing a fun little dealibob, where we issue a challenge, and the other two have to write about it in their blog. It can be anything from telling a funny story, or simpling saying were-platypus.

speaking of which...... that's my challenge this week girls! you must do a post about a were-platypus.

this is the best picture I could find, but feel free to come up with some thing completely new. And be funny!

one of my sisters challenge this week is to write about a cat.

So, they other day I was busily getting ready for the day, when my brother's eyes got really wide, and he pointed past me to the roof. I turned to see what he was going on about, and there stood one of my cats, casually trying to get in the window, from the garage roof, which is really high off the ground, and not to mention icy. So, of course I calmly opened the window to let her in.
HA!
In honesty, I freaked out, nearly breaking the window (not the glass part, but the slidey device) when I opened it, and almost dropped the screen as I rushed to get it out. And I lunged out the window, nearly braining myself on the top, and grabbed the cat before she slipped and fell. It was entertaining. And of course she tried to climb right back out once I set her down.

My other sister's challenge is just the word shiny. Which I must confess made me very happy, because I love shiny things. Instead of a story, or what have you, I'm simply going to take picture of everything shiny on my desk :P

Exhibit A is actually lip gloss. It's clear, and it has little flowers in it. It's so cool, I don't actually use it :P

Exhibit B is the collection of those sort of squished marble things. I don't know what they're called :-/

This next one is a duck made out of blown glass, which a friend gave me for Christmas a while ago.

These are the cool, clearish dice that are from my dice collection (yeah, don't ask how that one started. I really don't know)

This is my little collection of broken mirrors.

this, I believe, is obsidian, but I can't be sure. I found it one day, and I'm hardly the rock expert.

and a picture of my awesome pirate feather, just for kicks. (it's one of those that you put in the captain hat ^_^)

Too much of a good thing

2010-02-06T00:35:00.002-07:00

too....many....donuts! *feels sick and completely hyper at the same time*
Today I went to my amazing sister-in-law's house (the sister-in-law, not the house. Although that is cool too) and had her amazing homemade donuts. *drool*
so right now I'm bouncing off the walls! WEE!

*cough* anyway. First, before I forget again, I shall tell you about mine and Anne's Amazing Spectacular Adventure.
ok, so we basically had enough sugar to keep us fully awake till 2:30 am. O_o
also, she showed me Doctor Who ^_^
I almost finished my last Christmas present *cough cough*
We watched some more Doctor Who

Also, for todays Writing Friday, I am super excited about.
I don't know if I have mentioned him before, but I have a slightly irritating little brother. Well, recently he's been much less annoying. And so I've been helping him with his short story/novella he's been trying to write. To demonstrate some of the techniques he needs to learn, we are both writing short stories based on these prompts I came up with.

Then I had this awesome idea. If we're both doing it, why not put it here and have everybody do it?! ok, so you're not required to participate, but it would be awesome if anybody did.

The idea is to write a short story that includes four of these items/people/settings/elements as key plot points.

A staff

Very old. Dark wood, yeah
Strange symbols carved into it
it could be magical, or not

Library

Musty/dusty. Hardly used
Weird books
Could be abandoned

Rose bush

Enchanted, blooms all year
Scent puts a spell on people
Could be conscious (like, as if a human were turned into a rose bush)

Wizard

Sarcastic
Forgetful
He could be from a different world

Music

Related to the magic
Causing a big problem

So yeah, these are just guidelines. Feel free to change them up, or whatever. I'm going to be posting my short story here for all of you to cringe at, and it'd be cool if even one other person did this.

Craptastic week

2010-02-02T21:02:00.004-07:00

OK! So you know how I said my week was going to explode? That was an understatement. This past week has been the worst week I've had in a very long time. It was a week of bad hair days, sleeping through alarms, tripping over stuff, people being jerks at school, etc. But I'll save you from the gritty details.

Monday
You know how I said something about a ballroom performance? Well that day I learned that I was going to be 'benched' so to speak. merf.

Tuesday
I took a final. B-. oh joy. It wasn't so great for my beautiful, shiny 4.0

Wednesday
oh geez, I don't even remember any more. It wasn't pretty though :(

Thursday
This day was a real jewel. I woke up with what I imagine a hangover would feel like. And I fell out of bed and almost brained myself on the wall. Plus ten minutes to get ready. I also got to spend approx. 7 hours with people who don't like me at all, and the feeling is mutual. My bestie who was supposed to be there wasn't.

Friday
Crap. I can't remember this one either.

and those were just the highlights.
You know those days where you feel like you get absolutely nothing done, and it would have been better to just stay in bed? That was this week. I am so relieved that it's over. Ugh.
So I'm joining in with Notquiteawake, in saying February is the start of my new year. I'm coming at it with fresh excitement, new ideas, and a general policy of being awesome.

I think I might finally get a handle on this whole 'posting regularly' thing.
and I'm going to do so much crafty, and writing, and creative stuff it shall be awesome.

On the note of awesome things...
My loverly sister introduced me to Doctor Who. And I am in love.
Yeah, I know, a little behind the times, but better late than never. I cannot tell you how awesome it is. Without it, I probably would've rebelled against the totally unfair Universe, which is never pretty.
so yeah, sorry for the bleh post, but I really needed to get that off my chest.

Hey! I actually posted this week!

2010-01-27T01:56:00.005-07:00

Yeah, life has been interesting. Lots o' explosions, and fun stuff like that. And yes, I am going to make you wait till the end of the week to hear about it.
BUT! I got an award! so I just had to post!

I got this from the awesome Stef over at 52 weeks of wordage (http://52weeksofwordage.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-award-d.html)

check out her blog, now. Don't make me pull out the nun-chucks!

I cannot tell you how happy this makes me. Ever since I saw someone get an award, I felt left out :P

But here I am. I got one! Whoot!

Here are The Rules: Answer the following questions with Single Word answers then pass this along to 5 other bloggers. Make sure you let them know about it though.

Your Cell Phone? Hand
Your Hair? Natural
Your Mother? Epic
Your Father? Goofy
Your Favorite Food? Italian or Mexican (yeah, more than one word, but I can't decide!!!)
Your Dream Last Night? zilch
Your Favorite Drink? Lemonade
Your Dream/Goal? Ninja
What Room Are You In? Computer
Your Hobby? More than one :P
Your Fear? Failure
Where Do You See Yourself In Six Years? Collage-graduate
Where Were You Last Night? Home
Something That You Aren't? Preppy
Muffins? Blue berry
Wish List Item? Laptop
Where Did You Grow Up? The ninja academy
Last Thing You Did? Email
What Are You Wearing? Pjs
Your TV? What's tv? :P
Your Pets? Fighting
Friends? Epic
Your Life? Crazy
Your Mood? Neutral
Missing Someone? Bestie
Vehicle? Legs
Something You Aren't Wearing? Cape
Your Favorite Store? Thrift, or book
Your Favorite Color? Green
When Was The Last Time You Laughed? Hours
Last Time You Cried? Forgot
Your Best Friend? Amazing
One Place You Go To Over And Over Again? ....School *shudder*
Facebook? No-sir-ee-bob
Favorite Place To Eat? Places with food *nods*

And now for the 5 blogs to which I am extending this award:
A SAD blog (http://sadvideos.blogspot.com/)
Addie Marie (http://mateycouture.blogspot.com/)
Notquiteawake (http://realityfaker.blogspot.com/)
Jenica704 (http://momentsofgenius704.blogspot.com/)
Juju (http://jujujuniper.blogspot.com/)

Check these blogs out. They're awesome!

Okey dokey, I think that about does it. *is sleep deprived*

A mini update as I wait for my laundry, so I can go to bed already

2010-01-25T01:41:00.002-07:00

So, some of you may or may not have noticed that I've been a slacker, and haven't been posting very much. Well, it's going to get worse.
This week, my life is exploding. I have so many things to do, and places to be, it's not even funny. I want to have time to post! I really do! But I highly doubt you'll hear from me this week.
Come February, I'll get back into the groove. Never fear! Vader will not vanish forever!

ahem. Moving on.

Ok, I'm stinkin' tired, and I can't remember the funny story I was going to post about, so I'm going to bed whether my laundry's done or not. See you all next month!

I've got insomnia tonight....

2010-01-21T02:32:00.003-07:00

Yeah.....
It's 1:10 in the morning, and I'm only mildly sleepy. Why? Curse it all. I'd like to go to sleep >_<
and I promised a writing exercise yesterday. So here goes possibly the weirdest post I've written so far.

I have really weird feet. I don't know if I've mentioned this before or not, but I'm in a ballroom class, and we have a performance soon (like next week soon. eesh)
All of this means that I need ballroom shoes desperately. Sounds simple enough right? Well, my teacher requires shoes the color of caramel, because he wants the shoes to match the fish nets that are required. But the thing is, is that I have no idea what defines the color caramel. But he assured me that any self-respecting dance store would know what I'm talking about. >_<
My mom took me to a small store near where we live. And they had no idea what I was smoking. And the had never heard of the brands he recommended. Ugh! so thanks to either the annoying dance store, or my teacher (or both I suppose) I got to look like an idiot.
and I still need shoes. merf.

alrighty, a writing exercise.

Writing Friday! (on Wednesday :P)

Choose one of the thingimerbobs and write for 20 minutes (yeah, I'm going to do 5 this time, 'cause I should try to sleep)

"The ghost was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich."

Kenzy's jaw dropped, and her eyes seemed to pop out of her head. She had forgotten her backpack in the cafeteria, and her teacher had sent her back to get it. And there was a ghost, just munching on a sandwich. She swallowed, many insane possible explanations running through her head.
"maybe the boys are playing a prank. Or maybe it's just a reflection. Or, or, or--"
she shuffled her feet, something she did while nervous. The ghost appeared to stiffen, and it slowly turned around to look at Kenzy. She gasped. It was impossible for there really to be a ghost sitting there. And yet, there it was. The mysterious figure looked right at her, and she went cold all over.

Done! well, five minutes are up. Yeah, it's not much, but I am kind of sleep deprived, and slightly insane today. Sorry! there will be a much better one on Friday. Although, come to think of it I think I might have a test that day, so we'll see if I'm any more sane.
Peace!

Concerning the Universe

2010-01-20T00:54:00.005-07:00

Yeah, so apparently there is some cosmic conspiracy against my blog.
On Friday I was all set to do Writing Friday, but the time I was going to use to post on my blog, I spent at an unpredicted volley ball game (our team won, by the way.)
Then on Saturday I went to an epic nerd party (more on that later maybe.) Afterwards I was pretty tired, which means any blogging would have been......interesting shall we say.
Sunday homework. and I'll just be honest I was feeling really lazy.
Monday.... I actually don't remember, but there was a reason! A much better one than Sunday's as a matter of fact.
And today the internet went down for like forever! AHHHHH!
All of this plus the demon post that threatens to take over the internet!
so here I am, posting at 12:30 in the morning. I hope your happy Universe.

Crafty-time!

I only have one thing today. It's an epic hat I made with some loverly yarn I got for Christmas.

I used a free pattern from April Draven (http://aprildraven.blogspot.com/)

Um, so yeah.... that's all folks! (lol, this hat makes me want to play Zelda :P)

Sorry for the brief, boring post. I'll post something more exciting tomorrow. Prolly that writing exercise from Friday that never happened.

Book reviews and demon posts

2010-01-13T09:55:00.008-07:00

Ok, so I know I said that I would post this yesterday, but yesterday got crazy. Plus the fact that I got it almost all typed out, and then thought I deleted it (I just somehow managed to save it instead *shrug*) so I didn't have time to type it out again. Anyway, here we go, yesterday's post.

So, to start off, I'd like to apologize if anything in my last post is unclear, and for the pictures being sideways.
I started it at Midnight, got it all typed up, and the pictures loaded up by 11:20. Not too shabby.
Then, after I posted it, I went to proofread it. And I realized that for no reason what so ever, huge chunks of text had been deleted, and a picture or two. After fixing that, my post completely disappeared. POOF! So I started over.
and then I battled with the pictures that were stubbornly turning into html.
and then I finally got it post okishly. I finished all of this at approximately 12:20 >_<

Title: Redwall

Author: Brian Jacques

Genre: Fantasy

Rating: 4 out of 6

Back cover of book: (from Goodreads)
As the inhabitants of Redwall Abbey bask in the glorious Summer of the Late Rose, all is quiet and peaceful. But things are not as they seem. Cluny the Scourge, the evil one-eyed rat warlord, is hell-bent on destroying the tranquility as he prepares to fight a bloody battle for the ownership of Redwall. This dazzling story in the Redwall series is packed with all the wit, wisdom, humor, and blood-curdling adventure of the other books in the collection, but has the added bonus of taking the reader right back to the heart and soul of Redwall Abbey and the characters who live there.

Review:

I liked this story a lot. It's starts off kind of slow, and the plot isn't the most intense ever, but this story pulled me in. I cared about the characters, and wanted to know how everything turned out.

Things that were awesome:

The description of the food makes your mouth water. I have an aunt that simply stated that you have to have a sandwich while reading this book.
I found it awesome that the author was able to take a very common storyline, and put a new spin on it with animals instead of people. It was something I wouldn't have thought of.
The villain, although he never explained his motivation or reasons for being evil, was very believable to me. Almost more so than Matthias.
Though this is a common story line (star wars *cough cough*) he added elements that were quite original.
Also the way Brian used Matthias's name to fulfill the prophecy/poem. I won't say how, because that would spoil the surprise! But it was quite amazing.

Things that stunk:

Matthias and Cornflower become friends over the course of the book, and in the end Brian uses one sentence to tell (not show) that they are in love. This irked me, because people don't fall in love in one sentence!
The description of things was lacking in spots. At times in the story I had a hard time getting a picture in my minds eye. and related to that...
In a few places, he didn't show enough. He told the reader what was going on instead.

Overall:

It was an enjoyable read, and I will probably read more by this author. I liked the story line a lot. Would recommend it highly (can you tell I'm sleepy right now? :P)

And yeah, there you go. I'm a bit groggy though, so if it seems like this booked bored me, it didn't. *yawn* well, I think I shall end this post now, and hopefully get to bed soon. Night everyone! (ironic that almost everyone will read this tomorrow morning :P)

Crafty-time Tuesday--Wednesday edition :P

2010-01-13T00:07:00.007-07:00

So for some reason or another, I can't seem to get back into the swing of life. I'm still in denial that school has started, and I've been at it for like two weeks! I still get like 30 emails every time I check my gmail. Gah!
I want to shake this mood off desperately! I'm yanking on my hair as we speak!
It's annoying!

So anyway, to help with this, I promise to post a review of Redwall, by Brian Jacques tomorrow (one down, 29 to go. I need to get to the library :-/), a Writing Friday actually on Friday, and probably something on Saturday, because after a super awesome nerd party, I'm bound to gush about it here :P (and then I will sort through my emails also, tomorrow)

Oh, and before we get going on our craftynessness here, I'd like to say that my previous decision of posting one new project or two old ones is hereby proclaimed lame, and I will post whatever I darn well feel like it! Ahem. Moving on now :P

Okey dokey! This first one is something I *gasp* actually used a pattern for!
It's made from this loverly soft fleecy fabric that my amazingly wonderful sisters got for me when I was going through a time of misery (dentists are evil.....) to cheer me up.
And me (or is it I in this case?), being a horrible person and all, didn't get around to actually using it till several months after the fact. >_<

and it's side ways.... >_< Bring out the Christmas presents! (duh nuh nuh!) This is for my bestest friend. I made it using the same kind of yarn and pattern as my purple one (http://dorksideoftheforce.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuzzy-attack-dragon-kitties-and-british.html)

And, the big one... (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh)

This shirt I am insanely proud of. This concept has been floating around in my head for a while, and I'm ecstatic that it turned out so great.
so with out further ado, I give you,

The Jailbird!

(AGH! another sideways picture! NOOOOSSSS!!!)

(uh, yeah I have no idea what I am doing with my hands in that one >_> <_<)
super duper long sleeves, which I loves to death!
(WHOOT! Another head turner! >_<)

so yeah, I took two shirts that were the exact same (different colors) and cut strips and sewed them together :D
I'm thinking I might stencil 'Jail Bird' on the back, but seeing as my skilz in that area are some what rudimentary, I'm undecided.

So yesh, that's this week's episode! Tune in next time to see if Jessica chooses Blake. Does Jake win her back? Will Nancy find her car keys?!? (yeah, sorry, it just sounded like some soap opera XP)

Lol, now that I've established that me+tired+blog post=dangerous thing, I think I'll call it a night :D

My eyes! They burn!!! and cows, plus Fridays

2010-01-08T14:09:00.009-07:00

So, I absolutely love bright colors. Especially greens.
But my old blog template was starting to hurt my eyes, with that insane green on the black. Oi. It just started to get to me. So I got a new one ^_^

Anyway.

Some of you may remember that one of my resolutions this year was to eat a lot better. So I have officially cut dairy, almost all sugar, chocolate (in my book, chocolate has its own food group), and as many un-healthy oils as I can avoid. (In case you are wondering, I'm doing this because those foods are not doing kind things to my face *growl*)
The verdict? I feel like a cow.
Today for lunch I had some humus bean stuff, on a wheat tortilla, plus alfalfa sprouts.
There is nothing to have for lunch!!! I don't always get breakfast, so that's not much different, and dinner has mostly meat and potatoes or something.
But a sandwich without cheese? A salad without dressing? Toast without butter? It's nigh on impossible!
What should I do?! I don't know what in the world I can eat.

On to happier news.
On my BFS list I put 'write a novel'. That plus 'regular blogging schedule' means... (and I'll spare your eyes this time :P)

Writing Fridays!

I'm going to use Gail Carson Levine's book called "Writing Magic:Creating Stories that Fly" (which I got for Christmas ^_^)

There are about a million bajillion exercises in the book, and I'm going to try to do two every week and *gulp* post them here. *cringe*
Did I really just commit to that? I'll probably scare all my followers away with my awful prose >_<

Anyway, number one.

Take one of the beginnings listed and write a story with it. Write for at least twenty minutes.

I chose "I have one green eye and one brown eye. The green eye sees truth, but the brown one sees much, much more."

When I was just a baby, my parents held a big celebration for my christening. They sent several evil fairies 'You're not invited' cards, just in case. I couldn't blame them. My second cousin hadn't even had a good fairy show up.
Let me back up here. In my world, all royalty, and some commoners, are assigned a fairy tale. Usually families all have the same tale, and lately our family wasn't having the best of luck with 'Sleeping Beauty.' So my parents logically took every precaution. They took one too many.
They brought me to our local healer, who was known for dabbling in a bit of magic. She gave my parent a few charms to use, but she also put a spell on me for luck.
It worked. Boy, did it work. Twelve evil fairies, and seven good fairies came. It seemed like everything would go better than expected. I sat cooing in my cradle, perfectly happy.
But then something terrible happened. All twelve evil fairies stepped forward to curse me at the same time. They all started chanting and shouting and yelling at the same time. They were each determined to get it right, and were spurred on by the effects of my spell no doubt. I'm told that it was quite a mess and that there was a lot of very powerful magic being thrown around.
Then all off the good fairies came to save me form the evil curse. Their chanting only added to the noise. My parents tried to calm them down, but their voices were lost in the drone.
While all this went on, a storm rolled in. The winds blew and it rained hard, rattling the window panes. With a very powerful gust, the stained glass window exploded with a shower of sparkling shards.
There was a stunned silence, and wind whipped around the room, teasing at people's clothes and wrapping the ladies' hair around their faces. Then I let out a cry that shattered the silence in much the same way the wind had shattered the window.
For in the quiet, the unattended spells had found their target. everything was mixed up. I had hair as red as poisoned apples. I had one green eye, and one brown. I was doomed to spend one hundred years without a wink of sleep. And these things didn't even scratch the surface. Even as a toddler I could see thing others couldn't. I knew when my cousins were lying, for I can see the truth. This is what my green eye shows me.
It was the royal gardener who discovered my abilities at fortune telling. He was watering all the crops by hand, for it hadn't rained in several weeks. In a fit of frustration, he kicked the bucket over and shouted,
"Is it going to be a hundred years before it rains?" Without even looking up from the book I was reading I replied,
"No. It will rain in three and a half days." Of course he scoffed at this, but when it did rain when I said it would, he didn't mock me. And he took the matter to my parents. I can predict the future, but this is only one thing that my brown eye shows me.

bleh. That is my gloriously ugly unedited prose. ugh.

Anyway, happy Friday everyone!

PS-yeah, I know that's only one, but I'm feeling lazy, so deal with it.

20 followers, and Miss America

2010-01-07T17:54:00.003-07:00

I'd like to thank my family, and my friends *wipes tear from eye* I can't believe I got this award *sobs*

Okay, now that we're done mocking Miss America...

20 followers! AHHHH! I can't believe it! I seriously thought only my friends who are sort of required to read this would ever follow *dance of glee*

So, thank you all!!!! It makes me realllly happy. I love seeing all the little pictures on the side ^_^

hmmm, I feel like I should do something for you or something. Like a contest or something. Oh well. Some day when I'm more awake I might come up with something creative to do to celebrate :-/

Introducing! Crafty-time Tuesdays!

2010-01-05T15:49:00.005-07:00

So, as part of my BFS thing to keep a regular blogging schedule, AND as part of my BFS thing to post a lot more of my crafty stuffs, I give you,

Crafty-time Tuesdays!

(yes that was designed to hurt your eyes. What? I like neon...)

Every Tuesday I will either post a picture of something new I've made that week, OR two old things that I made a while ago.

This way I'll eventually get all my old projects posted :)

So this weeks installment is two old projects, because I'm still in shock of it being the new year, and school starting, and haven't been doing much.

This first one is one of my all time favorites. Mostly because it's soooo comfy. :D I think I might of got this shirt from my out-of-state sister. I'd rather it didn't have the Utah on it, but meh.

The sleeves make it feel all flowy-ish
Note the corset lace upness of the sides.
Woohoo!

This one was a ginormous t-shirt that I re-sized. It is also very comfy.

The sleeves, neckline, and hem all have this cool twisty design. It's kinda hard to see in the pictures, but these were the best I could get.

Lol. I just realized that both of these have random state names. I really don't know where I got these. :P
Good thing I like those states right? or I'd be in trouble.

AND, a bonus one to celebrate the grand opening of this.

Yep, it's the halloween costume that I said I'd post about and never did. Isn't the skirt epic?!
Oh, in case anyone is wondering, I am holding my wings up with one hand. So I didn't get my arm stuck behind my back. (I had to hold them up because I had started taking the whole thing off when my dad reminded me that I wanted pictures of it. Thanks daddy!)
And sorry about the crappy face covers today. As some of you may know, I have to use paint for this, and today I had to use a lap top mouse as well >_<

So yes, this shall be awesome.

The Big Fun Scary list, among other stuff for 2010

2010-01-03T20:40:00.003-07:00

So, it being New Years (ok fine, January 3rd) I've made some plans for the next year. But unlike most people, I've not just made resolutions.
You see, resolutions have always bothered me a bit. Some thing about the concept sends the message that everyone will grudgingly stop being bad people. What a way to start off the new year! Yeah, not going for that.
So in addition to my resolutions (I mean, everyone can improve :P) I've made what NaNoers call, a Big Fun Scary list. It's a list of all the cool exciting things I'm planning on doing this year. Much more of pushing myself to exciting new things instead of focusing on all my character flaws.

So without further ado, a few of my resolutions (the ones I need other people to kick me in the pants in order to actually do) and my Big Fun Scary list.

Resolutions
I'm trying to improve my language. I don't use anything really bad, but the other day I slipped up and said something extremely French. So that has got to change.

I'm also going to improve my diet. I'm NOT eating wheat grass or what ever, just less of the bad stuff (as I sit here eating chocolate fondue.... >_<)

The biggie. Exercise. I'm not looking to lose weight per say (it would be nice for sure!) I just want to be the one that yells "SUCKER" over their shoulder to their friend as a rabid squirrel takes them down instead. (and if I'm going to complain about my stupid fat calves, I might as well do something about it *glares in their general direction*)

I want to get on top of my school stuff. I've been just a tad behind for forever now, and it's getting old.

And it would be a good idea to get to bed before 12 am ^^; Hey, being optimistic is a good thing right?

The Big Fun Scary list

I want to open my own Etsy (or other on-line) shop. It has been a dream of mine to sell the stuff I make to people who like it.

I'm going to write a novel. First and Second draft. (if I get through the first draft and start the second, I won't shoot myself if I run into New Years again.)

I'm going to start a regular blogging schedule. Probably two or three times a week or something like that.

I'm going to try really hard to post a crafty something once a week. oi. This could get a little crazy XP.

I will read at least 30 books this year, and I might even do a review or two.

I want to get into a regular schedule for my comics too. That one won't be very often, but regular at least :)

And I want to learn how to ink them, so I'll be less likely to pester my sister with the photoshop and tablet to edit them :D

I also want to learn how to knit finally. I'm pretty ninja at crochet. Time to become a novice at something again :P

I'm going to crochet an afghan by January 1st, 2011 (holy cheezits! is that really next year?! it seems that 2009 was just yesterday!)(.....i promise i didn't do that stupid pun thing on purpose >_<)

Also, I shall learn to cut my own hair. This will prolly wait till later this year, so my hair will be longer. Or it will get bumped into next year. We'll see if I like the length later this year.

I'm also going to learn how to cook more things. This should be humorous. Be prepared for pictures of charcoal that was once a blob of dough :P

And that's it! I know that that's kinda a lot, so I'm going to work on two resolutions and three BFS things at a time (Get on top of school stuff & Exercise, and Write a novel, Regular blogging, & Post craft stuff weekly), so that I don't burn myself out :-/

What are your plans for 2010, this gloriously fresh year?

I LIVVVVVVVVVE!!!!!!

2009-12-29T16:24:00.005-07:00

I cannot tell you how many times I've used that for a subject in emails these last few days. I kept trying to stay at least a little bit connected with the world over the holidays, but apparently that is not allowed. I'm still having problems not getting over 30 emails in my inbox every time I log in (ok, I know that for some of you, that is nothing. But for me, that's a whole stinking lot.) But I think I'm back this time, for real. I promise :P

Any ways, Christmas was a jolly old time. My parents spoiled us a ton this year, and I still haven't gotten to play around with all the different presents. Yeah, it was great fun. I think my favorite gifts so far would have to be the socks. From various people, I have received 6 pairs of awesome socks. With most of them to the knee, which just makes them cooler. I love them all, but my most favorite socks would be the green and white striped, thigh high, amazing sauce, ones. ^_^ *pure glee*

I promise that they go up to my thigh. I was just to lazy to change into a skirt for the photo opp.
Ignore my fat calves ^^;

Another of my awesome gifts would be a brand new, 4g, Flash Drive. W00t, w00t!
Because, when your old one looks like this...
A new one is a cause of great rejoicing.
It is very nice, and I love it.
See? It even opens up all coolly. But more importantly, it is not covered in duct tape, holding on to my key chain by a paper clip, and only 1g. ^_^

Some of you may have noticed that I only did 9 days of Christmas. Yeah.....about that. I got behind ok! I had approx. 20 gifts to make in two days (which I did btw.)
So yeah, sorry 'bout that. These unfortunate people shall be first in line for next year's program. ^^;

Speaking of gifts, now that Christmas is over, and therefore most people have opened their gifts, I shall start uploading pictures of all the things I made this year.
Also on this note, I may need a little favor. Some of you may have received your gifts without me getting a picture of them first (*cough cough* Sam and Daniel over at S.A.D. videos http://sadvideos.blogspot.com/) so I may either tackle you with camera in hand the next time I see you, or you could send me a pic with you showing of your awesome (ok, that is yet to be decided) gifts.

PS-My Christmas break did go lots better after that one day. LOADS! :D

Oh the joys of Christmas break!

2009-12-19T00:24:00.004-07:00

So today, as you may have imagined, was the first day of Christmas break. Oh was it an adventure.

To start everything off, I slept through my alarm (I really, really need to figure out what curse makes that thing not work when it's important!) I awoke to my mother shouting up the stairs for me to wake up already. Yay for 10 minutes to get ready.
In addition, the head cold I have been fighting for the past few days won. With 9 hours of sleep, I felt exhausted. I was stuffy and my throat was starting to get all scratched up. Ugh.
Then, I discovered about twelve nashty zits that no make up in the world would hide. Last day of the semester. Perfect timing.
AND I had a hair day that made me want to shave it off.
So I was late to class. Joy.
The climax? Oh just some computer malfunction or something caused a bunch of work I had done on my multimedia project to be lost. And then the class room next to us started vacuuming, which somehow caused the fuse to blow. Sit on floor playing cards while waiting for new fuse. (ok, that part wasn't so bad) I then spent about half an hour trying to recover my work. Nothing. So I had to redo it all. Unfortunately, I didn't finish before the bell. Not by a long shot. This makes for some extra work next semester. *head desk*
On top of all this, when I got home and sat at the computer to relax a bit, my mother kindly informed me that I wouldn't be using the computer until I "cleaned up my life." I quote. Not only was that a bit insulting, but also translated to "you shall be cleaning and babysitting your sick brother while I go Christmas shopping." I mean, it's for my presents, so I can't complain too much, but it still wasn't the best time I've ever had.

grrrrrrrr.

Also, I think I might be insane. Less than a week to Christmas, one gift done >_<
Oh the hard core fail that is my face. What am I nuts!? The answer my friends, uh, and I guess every one else too, is muffins. ^_^

What? I likes muffins....

And the moral of the story? I reeeeeeaaaaaallllllly hope the rest of break goes loads better. If not, I think I will be forced to bake muffins, and throw them at people who are lame. Something about my plan is giving me the feeling that it will not end well. Please go better!

On a scale of 1 to lol

2009-12-17T23:12:00.006-07:00

How much fail, on a scale from 1 to lol, would getting a piece of tissue stuck in one's eye for like a minute, all the while trying not to scream 'it burns', when one was trying to blow one's nose, rate?

The best answer wins. And, uh, the winner gets a prize. Not sure what. Anything from a virtual cookie, to me writing and performing a song. (disclaimer: I choose. Just because you win does not mean you can make me do something)

Yeah, no kidding, this really happened to me. And my eye still hurts. >_<

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In other news, food from Peru is reallllllllly weird. There is a Peruvian restaurant nearish my house, and my family went to eat there the other night. Just as an example, there was a dish with steak, eggs, and fried banana. And a dish with sliced hotdogs on frenchfries and salad. Yeah, it was strange. And let me tell you, their soda thing made out of purple corn is down right wrong. It being purple, your brain assumes it's grape. Then when you drink it, you are assaulted by cinnamon, with a bubble gum after taste. And it's sickeningly sweet. Ugh. Not going there again....

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Christmas is upon us. It is slightly frightening. I have so much to do to get ready. I was thinking about this, trying not to freak out at the presents alone, when I realized some of my Christmas decorations were still up from last year. Feel free to mock my laziness now. Hey! At least it saves me some time. And I might actually finish the presents, now that decorating is checked off the list.

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Hey hey! So I finally got a comic that I drew scanned well enough for da blog. Unfortunately, it's a sad picture. I don't know why I decided to draw Sarah (that particular character's name) all depressed, but a picture of her face like that popped into my head and so I drew it. (She is usually the happy-go-lucky oblivious to life's problems character)
Also, it's in black and white, seeing as the only thing I could use to color it would be paint, and there is no way I'm even going to attempt that one.
Another thing, if any of you are wondering (aka, everyone 'cept me, Anne, and Renee) she has a magical pet Mario star that follows her, and occasionally transforms into other amazing things.
And you'll also notice that she has no feet. That would be because A) I stink (ahhh, no pun intended) at drawing feet and B) that is also the edge of the page, because I didn't think I'd draw her whole body, so when I did decide that, there wasn't enough room.

Alrighty, I think that's all that's on the mind currently. Peace out! Rock on! etc.

On the Ninth Day of Christmas...

2009-12-17T00:04:00.004-07:00

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

*drum roll* Natalie*! Yay!

Natalie is another of my sisters! (NOTE: in case anyone is confused, it goes Natalie, Renee, Anne, then me)

She is amazing! She has a very funny sense of humor, and it is great fun to talk to her on the phone. On the phone? Yes, sadly, she lives more than a few states away. *sad face* But, we still manage to have a fun time together, despite the distance. She and I talk about anything from the adventures of owning cats, to how my epic fantasy novel is going. Or the amusing difference in weather. Or whatever strikes our fancy. ^_^ She's a good mentor and great for life advice when I need it. Thanks a bunch!

Merry Christmas!

New to the 12 Days of Christmas? Read the post under that name to read all about it! Thanks peeps!

*once again, the name is changed.

On the Seventh Day of Christmas.....AND On the Eighth Day of Christmas...

2009-12-15T20:42:00.008-07:00

Another double! I hate getting behind...

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

Today we have Tarrah*!

She is another NaNoer I know, and she is really good at writing as well. She and I are pretty similar in a lot of ways. She and I both get pretty crazy. It's nice to shoot her a message when there is drama this side of the world. Thanks for making me laugh!

On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Eight maids a-milking, Seven swans a-swimming, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

Annnnnnnnddddddddd there's Buckle*! Woo!

He is an amazing older brother. He gives me a very good example and something good to shoot for. And even thought he's FOURTEEN years older than me (ahhh, all of a sudden that sounds like I'm calling him old, which I'm not. I'll get back to this) he still talks to me about the things I'm doing, and school or whatnot.
Ok, I'm back to it. What I meant by bringing up the age gap was that he gives it a little extra effort to be my friend. And when I say that he's 14 years older, that just makes me feel young. Like, really young. Because he's not old, which makes me young. He certainly doesn't look old, seeing as he isn't. It seems like he just got out of collage yesterday. He has an amazing wife, and three adorable kids (aunthood ^_^)
uh, yeah, I'm going to stop before I shove my foot any farther down my throat. The message we should all take away from this is that he is amazing, and I love him a lot.
And I think I might have to edit that ramble above this text. On second thought, I think I'll do that when I'm more awake. If I do it now, I think I'd just make it worse. Merry Christmas Buckle!

On another note, you may have noticed that I'm a little brain dead. I actually didn't say much about the peoples today. I love you guys! I promise I do love you just as much as all the people before your turn.
Then why are you doing this today, you ask. Well, because Christmas is nearing, and I want to get the pressents started, so that means you need to tell me, but to do that, I need to do this. So think of this as a poke to tell me what you want, and I'll actually do the shout out for you tomorrow, or whenever I'm mentally up to it. (That sounded really lazy and pathetic. meh, it is me we're talking about.)

Annnnnnnnnnnddddd I think that's all for now. Merry Christmas!

Oh I lied. One more thing. For those of you who are new/the people who forgot, read the post titled 'The Twelve Days of Christmas' or something like that to figure out what this is all about.

Now I thinks that's it. Another Merry Christmas!

*Tarrah is the name she uses on the interwebs, so I didn't change that. And Buckle is a nickname that my brother got a long while ago, so I guess that works, right?

On the Sixth Day of Christmas...

2009-12-12T14:56:00.004-07:00

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Six geese a-laying, Five golden rings, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

Annnnnnnnnndddd today we have..... Nathan*!

He is almost the most hilarious, and hard working person I know. (I can't decide who is the most :P) He is almost always happy, and usually hyper. I mean, everyone has their down days, but his outlook on life is pretty chipper. And he has a talent for cheering people up. He's the kind of person who if you're around him for too long, you'll laugh so hard you'll suffocate yourself for lack of being able to breath. Wait, suffocate, and lack of being able to breath. Redundant much? Anyway...
Thanks for being a good friend :D

Alrighty, so far you're the only person I've actually thought of a gift for, so you aren't required to pick one (see http://dorksideoftheforce.blogspot.com/2009/12/twelve-days-of-christmas.html), but you can if you want :)

*name changed.

A Fuzzy Attack, Dragon Kitties, and British Chocolate

2009-12-11T17:40:00.010-07:00

TADA!!!!!! The completed NaNo scarf (see http://dorksideoftheforce.blogspot.com/2009/11/mad-ramblings-of-pied-out-dork.html) and a hat made using this (http://www.threadbanger.com/episode/THR_20081219)
AHHHHH! The amazing fuzziness! I love these things and wear them all around the house. And, I have ninja timing. It is now about 3 degrees out. *shiver*
Any way, the coolest part? I might just have enough to make some fingerless gloves! Oh the awesome! Unfortunately, this is my last project for me for a while. Christmas is nearing.

And then I mostly had fun with taking pictures :P

Dragon kitties... Ahhhhh the joys of babysitting. My mom picked up my niece and nephew and brought them home for us to watch. Haha, my nephew gets just as hyper as I do. So through a strange train of events, we've decided that we live in a castle, and all castles have to have a dragon right? So the youngins went in search of a dragon. All they found were cats. Not to be discouraged, our cats are now know as Dragon kitties. Yeah, that was random. Not really sure why I brought it up. Oh well, deal with it.

Ahhhhh the glories of British chocolate. Recently my dad went to London, and along with a few coins, he brought back some chocolate. You can see it pictured here. Well, the wrapper.
So, I tried it. I thought, 'Well, England and America are pretty similar. It's not like Finland or something. The chocolate can't be all that different either.'
So of course it was. I kid you not, that chocolate was like heaven. It was so very creamy, and had just the right hint of that dark chocolate zing. I was planning on stretching it out. Wow. I couldn't help it, I ate it all in just under a minute (not that I was timing myself.)
When I finished the last bite, I desperately searched the cupboards, hoping that he had brought more than one. But alas, it was not so.
My question is, how do the British make chocolate soooooo much better than us Americans? How? We are very similar in many ways, but why do they pass us in chocolate? I just don't understand it. And now, more than ever, I want to take a trip to England, if only to get a life time supply of that heavenly stuff.
The worst part? It's nigh on impossible for me to appreciate even the best American chocolate. What ho! Is this some sort of plot to win my loyalties over? I will resist your schemes to the bitter end!

For all of you who might have been wondering, I really do love England, and I'm not being some sort of racist. Just a joke. DON'T SPEAR ME! AHH! I SWEAR! I WAS KIDDING!!!!!
Oh, and as a slightly unrelated note, does any one here know how to make links in a post? Because just copy and pasting it isn't very, uh, high class per say.

On the Fifth Day of Christmas...

2009-12-11T16:02:00.005-07:00

On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Five golden rings,
Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

Anddddd....today we have, *can of amazing* Renee*!

She's just cool. She taught me how to persevere, even when others are questioning your goal, and even when you get discouraged and question your sanity. And she's just funny. Like, honestly hilarious. And she doesn't even try some days. She's got one of the hardest work ethics I've ever seen, which is cool and inspiring and all that.
This is hard. I'm trying to come up with something new for each person, but the problem is my friends are a lot alike, and awesome in very similar ways. This doesn't diminish their awesome, but it makes for a hard blog post :P
She gets all crazy with me, and my other sister Anne*. We just have blast when they both come from college for a visit. The best part? She's sevenish years older than me. She takes the time to hang out with her little sister, who's younger by a lot. ^_^

Pick yourself a gift! That was really bad grammar right there, but meh.

And as a general poke, only 2 out of 5 people have picked something. In all fairness, the fifth person was today, but that leaves two others. I love you, but consider yourself officially bugged about this. Christmas is nearing....
Sorry, I just have the creepy feeling that I'm going to be swamped this season trying to fit all the things I want to make in.

*name changed.

On the Third Day of Christmas.....AND On the Fourth Day of Christmas...

2009-12-10T17:34:00.007-07:00

On the third day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Three French hens, two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

So, seeing as I'm sorta behind in all of this, you get two today! Lucky you!

The first one is....... Stephen*! He's a ninja. And he's convinced everyone that he's superman, but that's another story :P
He's basically awesome (I think I use that word too much. It's losing it's epicness.) He is a very good friend, has nearly killed me with laughter on quite a few occasions XD, and has also saved my bacon regarding a certain school project ^_^. And he has very good values. Not many people have, or when they do stick to, values these days. And that is a very apreciated by me. So keep rocking, and for the record, ninjas rule *high fives*

Go choose your gift ^_^

On the forth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Four calling birds, Three French hens, Two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree...

So, on the fourth day, we have Anne* of amazingness. She, wow. Out of all the people I know, she is the one that has influenced me for good the most. If anyone's wondering, she is also my older sister, so Samantha*, I loves you like a sister, but my real/blood sister gets that title (of most influence for good.) She taught me the difference between true happiness and self fufillment, and a plastered-on smile and popularity. Thank you for that. She also started my education in the beauties of sarcasm at an early age, so that my snarky sense of humor would be fully developed when I needed it most. Thanks for being my friend when I had no others. And you're still my friend, just thank you for being the first. Love you muchly!

Annnnndddd, now it's wish list time! Go choose a gift/see the very first 12 Days of Christmas post.

Haha, and I just realized that the 12th day will have a very long into :P

*names have been changed.

grouchy face

2009-12-09T19:31:00.003-07:00

So, today I got to wait in a parking lot for foreeeeevvvvver. After she picked me up from school, my mom had a movie she wanted to rent. So we drove over to holly wood video. She took about half an hour in the store/rental place. In case any one didn't notice, it's realllllllly cold. Especially around here. It's like 10 degrees most of the time. So it got pretty cold in that car. And, to make it all that much better, when she got back out, the car wouldn't start. Just great. So we waited around for my dad to come and pick us up. On the plus side, we were also right next to a Little Caesar's pizza place. A cheese pizza later, we were still bored. And cold, did I mention that?
We were also right next to a book store. Nothing. There were three books that looked ok, but i wasn't about to pay 20 or so bucks for them. Gah!
It was a most boring and cold afternoon.
The mood seems to be going around :(

On the Second Day of Christmas...

2009-12-06T23:45:00.008-07:00

On the second day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, Two turtle doves, And a partridge in a pear tree.

Sooooo, some of you may have noticed i'm not being very regular about this.... Yeah, not a good idea. But that will all change, it will change now!
Yay, renewed effortness! Woo!

Ok, so on the second day *reaches into the hat of awesome* (yeah, ok, it's a can :P)
*drumroll* we have Catana! Yes!

So Catana* is a very awesome person. Her blog was maybe the first place I heard of NaNoWriMo. I don't remember *shame*
She is a very inspiring person. She hit 69,500 words on her NaNoWriMo novel, waaaaaayyyy over the goal. She was the one who motivated me enough to actually pull this off, with a loving kick in the pants when i needed it. She and I write in very different genres and don't always agree on all the aspects of writing, but she gave me advice my loving friends and family couldn't, because she is a writer. Thank you for understanding the pains of NaNo, and being a writing mentor, who actually talked one on one with me. Much love ^_^

*This is her internet name, so no need for changing ;)

Nerd-Level 8

2009-12-04T11:36:00.009-07:00

So, I think I leveled up on my Nerd Score.

In one of my classes at school, we were making little clay figures with sculpy. (Don't ask, i don't really know why. I think it had something to do with the culture we were studying *shrug*)
After much deliberation, and with the help of a friend, i settled on making nerd smurfs. (If you don't know what a smurf is, look it up on Google, now) so with out further ado, Ben and Janice-
Aren't they amazing?! Ok, so Janice doesn't look like a nerd much. I put big glasses on her as well, but they made it look like she had a uni-brow, so off they came. But she's amazing any way. Okay, now that everyone is officially weirded out, moving on.

This is my cat, Fluffy (don't make fun of his name, he a had a different one, but the nickname fluffy stuck. I promise I didn't mean to name him something that clichéd.) Isn't he a cutie? And you'll also notice that he's in our roaster. This Thanksgiving we cooked our turkey in a slow roaster thing, instead of in the oven. The aroma that that thing gave off was amazing. And it drove our cats nuts. They were so sure that they could get to that turkey. They were jumping up on the counters all day.
And of course, we never let them have any turkey. I think he must have been basking in the glory of finally getting to that pot. I also think that little half glare thing he has going on is because he blames me for moving the turkey, now that he's finally gotten to it. Either that, or he's plotting to take over the world, and therefore gain unlimited access to Thanksgiving turkeys. You know what? I bet it's both. Man, my pets are devious. And with an added element of revenge for him, I will laugh very hard if we find cat hairs in our turkey next year, despite the washing the pot got.

You know, I talked about leveling up, but I don't actually have any idea what the levels are for nerds. The shame. So, I could be higher, or lower than that. Can some one tell me? It's actually starting to annoy me, a lot. Darn it all, does my sad lack of knowledge take me down a level? *sigh*

And in other news, I think I need more sleep. Either that or less. I'm not in a happy place. It's between hyper and exhausted, which is just strange. Hmmmmm. I believe this calls for a cookie. *munch munch*

What are you looking at? Oh, you want a cookie to? Too bad! I likes the cookies, and I shall eats them all. *nom nom nom*

On the First Day of Christmas...

2009-12-04T11:03:00.005-07:00

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me, A partridge in a pear tree.

Todays shout out goes to a very awesome and ninja person named Samantha*
She is one of my best friends (most people fall into that category :P),but she is also more than that. She and i have been friends for about threeish years now, and i can't imagine my life without her. She and i get very hyper, and generally have a ball together. She sings in a professional choir, but still says she isn't that good, which is a lie. She is an AMAZING singer, and she's a very nice and sarcastic person. Okay, i don't think those two things really belong in a sentence together.... Any way, she's kind at heart, but has a cool sense of humor that some might find a little harsh. I love it, and everyone who objects is not cool. So there.
Okay, now that I've gotten off subject just a tad, back to her awesomeness. she is the person who taught me to be who i am, and to not care what people think about me. Okay, so I'm still working on that just a little, but imagine me without her! Eep. She taught me to get my sass on so to speak.
Alright, i think much to her relief, I'm done embarrassing her now. I could go on, but those are the biggest things she done for me, and i don't really want to write an entire novel full of her awesome, which i could :D But i think that would be a bit excessive.

So, now you can choose your gift thingy. Let me know, and I'll get right on it. Love ya, in that best friend way ;)

The Twelve Days of Christmas continue, join the fun!

*Name is changed

The Twelve Days of Christmas

2009-12-04T00:18:00.005-07:00

yeah, ok. i know i said that i would be doing this on dec. 1-12, but life had other plans.
but hey, i'm doing it now, and it shall be awesome non the less.
so..... i suppose i should start off with why i'm doing this. in some aspects of life, i'm a shy person. shocking i know :P sometimes i think that people can read my thoughts and know how awesome i think they are. in reality, not everyone is psychic, so i sometimes come off as a slightly snobby person. i really do love you people! i just don't express it enough. in light of the holiday season, i thought this expression of appreciation was long over due. and what better time to do it than when a catchy phrase is already made up?!

to start out with, there are 12 days of this awesomeness. and about 19 people that first popped into my head when i thought of doing this, with other people i haven't thought of yet on the way i'm sure (and i will most likely be all embarrassed that i didn't think of those people sooner when i do.) to solve this problem (no, i sadly don't have time to make it the 24 days of christmas) i've decided to cut up all the names (uh, meaning they all get a tiny piece of paper) and put them in a hat or something. then everyday i'll draw out of the hat. if you don't get a day this year, it doesn't mean i don't love you! and i'll most definitely do you next year!

for the lucky winners (or unfortunate if you consider me probably embarrassing you a trial) i shall write you a letter telling you how awesome you are. then i will do a shout out on this blog of how awesome you are (note: as a general policy, i will not be using real names), because once just isn't enough! then i shall give you your choice of gifts.

you know that one person (or persons) in your life that you love to pieces, but don't know what to get them for christmas? you want to put some thought into it, but you don't want it to be the gift where they get that 'oh, that's nice. hmmm' look on their face. hopefully this will eliminate that. i have a decent variety of hobbies, and you will be able to choose which one you want a gift from.
so, say you want me to crochet you something? and you'd like a scarf. you tell me that, and then i'll put my creativity into the project, choosing patterns and what not. so that way i'm actually thinking about it, but i won't give a flop either. everyone's happy.

the hobbies i can think of off the top of my head are:
sewing
crochet
writing (this would mean a short story for you. and i can cast you as any character you want if you want to be in it)
i draw comics
guitar and piano
i do sculpey clay, but i make no promises in my proficiency
basically anything you think is in my skill field.

and if you can't decide, you have until november 2010 next year to 'redeem this coupon.' if you choose to wait, i will get you a different gift for christmas, but it might be something lame ;P

in exchange for all this awesomeness? just think about sharing the love (can't you just imagine me saying that in a hippy voice?) tell someone how much you appreciate them.

tomorrow's another day...

2009-12-01T14:26:00.003-07:00

so after a much needed rant, talking to some encouraging friends, and a good night's sleep (which i really haven't gotten since sometime in october) i feel much, much better. i actually feel kinda embarrassed at the intense emoness of that last post, but if it helped me get in a much better mood, then i'm ok with it.

yesterday was for realizing my mistake. i think the weight of that mistake (i spent at least three hours a day, for thirty days on that "novel") was what made me so angry at myself, mostly for not seeing it sooner.

today is for fixing it. i'm taking a break from writing, making a few christmas gifts, cleaning for once, and generally making a fresh start. then in a while i'll have another go.

and today, i can honestly say i'm pretty pleased with my NaNo experience. sure, i wish i'd seen this earlier and saved myself a few hours of wasted time, but i learned a very important lesson. one that i don't know if i would be able to learn as well any where else. i don't think this would be a good one to learn for say, a school project, or what have you. so i'm glad i did NaNo. and next year, i'll do it right.

and in other good news, i went so far off my intended story line, i think i can rewrite without any problems what so ever. in january though.

wow, i'm actually kinda tempted to edit that last post. it's really emo, and really not like me. but i think i'll keep it, just as a reminder for my future mistakes that it can get really hard, but it gets much better.

in other news.....
i have nine followers! and i've only had this blog for about two months. this fact makes me insanely happy, and i'd like to thank everyone! and thanks for listening to my random emoness ^_^ you guys rock!

a revelation, an ugly cow, and an empty victory

2009-11-30T22:01:00.006-07:00

so, moments ago, i finished NaNoWriMo. it was definitely not what i expected. for one thing, i hate my novel. like, really really hate it. and here's why. flashback!!!!

once upon a time, (aka last fall) i hadn't sewn a stitch in my life. and then i got this really, really insane idea. i thought, 'hey, my sister is a very good seamstress. she can teach me.'
yeah, we're getting to the crazy part soon.
then, i thought, 'hey, halloween is coming up in like a month. why don't i make a costume?'
still not thinking i'm crazy? just wait.
then, then i thought, 'i don't care how hard it is, i'm going to make an epic victorian style one. in under a month'
yeah, it gets better.
oh boy, the real kicker. at the last second, meaning a week before, i decided i was going to make one for my best friend to. yeah, i'm insane.

but the thing is, i did. sure, by the skin of my teeth. but i finished. and they were pretty dang awesome too. i'm famous for almost never backing out of a crazy whim/dare like that. and then i epicly fail at a realistic goal of say, exercising more. i've always been proud of my ability to stick with things like that. sure, not so much of the fail part, but i've taken pride in never backing out on a whim. (/flashback)

but not this time......

you see, i signed up for NaNoWriMo. i don't remember where i first heard of it, but it sounded pretty cool. so i thought 'hey, why not? what's the worse that could happen?' oh boy! it was on a whim, totally not planned, with less than two weeks to get a story idea, and an outline before it started. ugh

for the first week, everything was going great. sure, i switched the timing around about a bagillion times, but hey, you know what they say. that's what december's for.

then the second week, things started getting a little whacked out. i started hitting walls i didn't know how to demolish. i didn't know precisely where to go next in my story, so i started rambling. then, i started taking dares. i started writing about random subjects just to get my word count in. things i knew i would just cut out later. this worked ok, i guess.

but it got worse and worse from that day on. i was just putting random scenes in. describing things in huge detail, just to boost the words. week three, i knew i was just running it into the ground. but that stupid inner determination of mine just wouldn't let go. of course, i couldn't quite see that then.
by week three, nano had completely slipped from my 'want to do' list, to my 'should do' list.
week four it slipped to 'have to do'

i killed my NaNo story, and the joy of writing (for the time being, don't worry i'll still write.) just because of the pride i took in not quitting.

where's the cow come in you say? well, i was talking to a friend of mine, and i often use the term 'what's his cow?' or 'i'm having a cow with this'
cow meaning problem.
so i had a major cow with my nano. my friend and i decided it must be a very ugly cow. and i named it NaNo 09, which has a certain ring to it.

ok, so that was supposed to be the funny part....fail!!!!

and the empty victory? i was so blinded by that stupid pride, that i missed the real victory, of writing a good story, even if it was a lot less than 50k. next year baby....
and also, i learned a lot from NaNo, even though i epicly failed the intended purpose of it. so, here's to unexpected lessons.

PS-sorry for the incredibly emo post. this is NOT a trend i will continue, i just really needed to get that off my chest. wow, this is really not like me..... thanks for listening any way :)

a win, a fail, a win, and tassels! also boots.

2009-11-29T02:03:00.003-07:00

win: went to craft store to look for yarn that would go with my NaNo scarf. as i searched the shelves, my sister, being the ninja that she is, found the exact yarn! i mean, my mom bought that yarn at least ten years ago! what are the odds that they'd carry it? man, talk about luck.

fail: got home. i was very excited to start work so i rushed to get my crochet hook. i tried futilely for about five minutes to get the knot on the scarf undone, but to no avail. so i got the scissors out and cut just two little stitches out. you know, just to undo it. it was then that i realized that the reason i couldn't get it to come undone was because i was at the bottom >_< i had just ruinated the scarf.

win: after a good ten minutes of freaking out (it took forever, ok!) i decided to try to re-weave it. so, crocheting backwards if that makes any sense. and, i did it! i figured it out, and now no one would be able to tell you anything was wrong. phew!

tassels: somewhere in the time of me freaking out, my sister suggested that i just add tassels to the bottom so no one would see it. i didn't have to use this tactic, but i have decided to add tassels. because they're cool.

oh, and after the trip to the fabric/craft store, we went to get shoes. because my sister and i were in need of some new ones. the verdict, i have really weird feet/body. and fat calves.
shoes don't like me. i have wide feet, and really really high arches. despite this, i did find shoes that fit. the funny part, so did my sister. no, i mean we found the same shoe. we're matching.
then came the boots *glare of doom* i've been searching for boots for a while now, but they all don't fit once i try to pull it up over the giant gelatinous blob that is my calf X(. but, today, i found a pair that fit *trumpet* the funny part? so did my sister. yep, you guessed it. we're matching again *face palm*
i think the shoe manufacturers are in on a conspiracy. the whole fashion world is. they are trying to make me feel inadequate, so that i might not realize the full potential of my ninja powers. ha! i defy them all! my ninjaness shall be know....*sticks tongue out*

annnnnnnnnnnd this is why i should really start getting more sleep.

PS-before i forget to mention it, The Bookshelf Muse is having a pretty sweet contest right now. you should go look *points at links in side bar* -->
that site is really helpful for description, and has helped me get my stupid, contrary characters in line a little bit. for now....

a mini post, and a half decent funny story

2009-11-28T02:34:00.003-07:00

so, i have a funny story to tell. ok, well not that funny. it might just give you a slight chuckle.
on thanksgiving, when all the cousins were over, we were playing a game called Curses! heard of it? no? well it's a game where you give people these curse cards (well, you do other stuff too, but this is the important part.) these curse cards are pretty funny. like, one is that whenever someone touches you, you shout 'You're always after me lucky charms!' in a irish accent. funny things like that.
well, i got some pretty amusing curse cards.
1)every time someone claps their hands, you must howl like a wolf.
2)when anyone makes an animal sound, shout a random lunch meat.
3)every time someone says the name of a food, give them a round of applause.
>_< it was an amazing, once in a blue moon coincidence of awesome. an unbreakable circle of curses. i was forced to break one, which contributed to me losing the game. but hey, who's going to continuously do that, for like half an hour or so? sheesh. that would sooooo not be fun.

PS-and i'd like to add, that i am very grateful to my followers! you guys are amazing! :D thanks for listening!

the mad ramblings of a pied-out dork

2009-11-27T00:40:00.007-07:00

today was a most excellent thanksgiving.

i slept in deliciously late (which was offset by how late i stayed up to get my word count in >_<)

i ambled down the stairs and watched the Macey's thanksgiving day parade. which was interesting for two reasons. one, it was so boring i almost fell asleep. and two, i also felt an interesting sense of excitement, for watching the parade is the way thanksgiving has always started at my house, and it felt like the day was about to snow ball into an amazing adventure of some sorts. where is the interesting part you say? the fact that it bored me to sleep and got me all excited for the day at the same time. the exact same time. simultaneously. it was an odd sensation, let me tell ya. it made me think about how important family traditions really are. they are the things that tie us together in important ways.

after that, the day did indeed snow ball. there was a turkey to be basted, things to be dusted, tables to be set (yes, our family is big enough to take more than one ginormous dinning room table), etc. the day flew by with all the craziness of preparing. the turkey filled the air with intoxicating scents that tickled your taste buds. the pies were set out, tempting any one who walked by them to take just one taste. the preparation it self was a blast.

then all the crazy in-laws showed up. phew! boy did it get crazy, but that to was a blast (though i will admit that i was relieved when they left and there was a delicious quiet.) that was interesting (two pieces of wisdom in one post? what is the world coming to?) for out of all the cousins, i'm not what you would call popular. i mean, just read my hobby list. i'm a nerd of sorts. a proud nerd, but a nerd non the less. they are on the, well, cheer leading, football side of things. so i usually kind of find an out of the way spot at family gatherings and watch. this time, we all just played together. we told jokes from our favorite comedians, played card games and such. it was very fun, and it made me think about people, and personalities and the like. it's interesting that even the most incompatible people can find at least something they have in common, and have a blast with each other. i came out of this with a greater resolve to not 'brand' people on first contact/sight, and to try harder to find that thing we have in common with the people i already see.

then we ate. it was good. my cousin makes a mean chocolate pie. nom.

after everybody left (meaning the extended family, including all the cousins) i sat in the family room with all my family (close family, mom, dad, and siblings) we all just sat and talked. a lot of my siblings were trying to figure out some computer problem with my dad, and the rest of us put our feet up. don't get me wrong, i'm very interested in computers, but i was too tired to comprehend what was said. so i peacefully crocheted.

and announcing *trumpet sounding* the NaNo scarf.
the NaNo scarf is a very fuzzy, very warm scarf i starting crocheting in the late october/early november. i found that when my characters were giving me fits, or the plot took a nose dive, crocheting would give me something repetitive to do with my hands, somehow helping free my mind up. it helped me relax, and i would just mull ideas over until some inspiration hit me, and i'd be typing again. i don't know how it works, but i'm not complaining. so that is how it got it's name.

ok, so after all the extended family left (yay tangent there....) i sat crocheting my NaNo scarf. and i ran out of yarn/cry. it isn't nearly long enough to actually be called a scarf. so i guess i'll rename it the NaNo half-scarf until i can figure out some magical way to make it longer. it was a good project for NaNo, but i'm sad that i can't wear it. it is long enough to make one of those weird, scarf thingies that just barely go around your neck, and often connect with buttons. those are fine, but they annoy me. so i guess it's back to the drawing board.
the fail that is the scarf:

i would like to end this post with something awesome. so here is a list of things that i am grateful for today.

pie. maybe something more spiritually deep or what not should go on the top of the list, but seriously? can you imagine thanksgiving without pie? *shudders*

family. sure they're a pain in the rear a lot of the time, but they make up for it in their sheer awesome moments. they support you, they have fun with you. and in your turn, you are a pain in the rear for them, and support them, and have fun. it's just a good set up.

friends. they are much like family, but with less pain in the rear, and fewer eye rolls. but then again, they aren't required to stick by you like family is. i'm not sure if this improves their standing or not..... i guess it says something that they stick by you voluntarily. any way, i love all my friends in all their craziness.

being crazy. i love being crazy. you just have so much fun! the whole world is your play ground. and much like on real play grounds, we old people play on them, do childish things, and generally look silly. but it's fun. and i'd rather have fun and look silly, than look cool and be a stuffed up old 'mature' (aka boring) person.

uh.... more pie. yeah. that's good stuff. cookie dough icecream's pretty good too. yumminess.

warm fuzzy feelings. you know those days where it's a saturday or something, so you don't have school. there's snow falling, you have a warm sweater on. you get some hot chocolate and a good book, preferably by a crackling fire. yeah, that's the feeling i'm talking about. the holiday season makes me think of all those days, and that feeling of, mmm, warm. or when you talk to that one friend/family member that you haven't gotten the chance to talk to in a while, that you've missed a lot. ^_^

well, that's it. well no, that's not it. i am grateful for a lot of things. those are just the most important ones that pop into my head on thanksgiving (cept the icecream. not really sure where that came from.)

well, it's kind of late. and i should finish up my word count for the day.

PS-for the record, i consider anytime before you go to bed (even if it's technically after 12 midnight) to be the night of the day before. that really didn't make any sense. uhh....
wake up on thursday=thursday
bedtime at 1:00=still thursday
so this is thursday. not friday, even if the little date thingy says it is. blerg.(note: to any of you who are not familiar with my vocabulary, blerg is a guttural sound that is meant to express frustration.)
PPS-as a sneak peek into the future blog posts, i am going to do something i like to call the 12 days of christmas. i haven't worked out all the ideas and stuff, but i'm going to be doing something cool on everyday dec. 1-12
i think it may involve making my gifts for christmas, and thanking people and other awesome things. it shall be awesome.
PPPS-if i do happen to make gifts, than you'll have to wait till after christmas to hear about them, because people i'd make them for read this blog. talk about spoiler.

we interupt this NaNo broadcast......

2009-11-24T14:59:00.007-07:00

O_O i got to see john schmitt (or however you spell his last name :P) on saturday! woohoo!
i can't believe it! i was about ten feet away or so!
Pictures:

Him doing his famous upside down playing:

the only sad part is i had to leave before it ended, or i might of gotten some of his other funny poses :)

anyhoo.....
in other exciting news, my camera is not actually dead, yet. i think it's on it's last leg. but, i did manage to get some pictures of my halloween costume in all its awesomeness ^_^
these are some mediocre shots of the skirt. i'll add the full body shots after i edit out my face (paint my good friend....) isn't it just so awesome!? sorry, not trying to brag too much. then again it did take me like five hours on the skirt alone :P
yes, i'm insane

WORD! i'm caught up ^_^

2009-11-20T18:02:00.005-07:00

sooooo, yesterday (at an hour too late to blog about) i finally broke through the red bar of doom! wewt! i am so excited! i was worried that i'd be a day behind until the very last minute, and then have to work my butt off to get across the 50k line before 12:00 midnight on the 30th. *happy dance* in other news, i took another dare. i shall be working a tea party into the novel, at the moment where they are being chased by their enemies XD. i has a silly.
i really should write humor.....
any way. in other news, i am getting random boosts to my self confidence lately. don't know why, but hey, i'll take it. *shrug*
life is good for dork vader. aside from school. i'm more behind than i'd like to be. eek.
anyhoo! seriously, life is good, i'm hyper, and plotting evil plots.you should join me! it's fun. and i'll give you cookies* for visiting my virtual evil lair (the real one is too secret to share it's location here)

so yeah, life is being good to me :D

*cookie may or may not actually exist

bring your party hats

2009-11-17T20:43:00.003-07:00

so yesterday i crossed 25k, half through NaNo. i can't believe it, seriously. i can't believe i've written that much, nor can i believe that i've stuck with NaNo for two weeks! two weeks of pure insanity. i'm officially impressed with myself. *happy dance* it's party time!
in other news, today i painted my nails purple, which is something i never do. paint my nails that is. i have nothing against the color purple. this is what happens when you're with your cousin and you're bored....

ahh, that new blog smell

2009-11-16T00:45:00.004-07:00

so, as you might of noticed, i got a new template/back ground/what ever you wanna call it. isn't it so shiny? i got it from this wonderful site called pYzam (lol, i think of it as pie-zam! :P) http://www.pyzam.com/bloggertemplates
the stars category alone has 40 different choices. it's pretty epic. want a new look? check it out!
in other news, NaNo is half over, and i'm only about a day's-worth in word count behind (still, i've been trying to catch up for five days *sad face*) i can't believe that i've held with it. i've written 22,068 words right of this second. that's probably triple what i've ever written before. sheesh. that's a lot of words.
the story itself goes ok. i changed some of the timing, so the first half of my NaNo is kinda screwy, but hey, that's what december's for, right?
i'm also having a hard time with the description. it seems dreadfully flat, and i tend not to add much, because i feel it's flat *rolls eyes at one's self*
what makes a scene come alive? what makes you feel like you're right there living it? or even get a picture in your mind of what it looks like, because i can't even manage that too well.

Bunnies, Squirrels, and Mutiny

2009-11-06T22:18:00.003-07:00

so i've been keeping up with the word count pretty well, i'm only about 200 word behind, and i plan on fixing that tomorrow (ya weekends!)
the problem i'm having is my story and characters are being dreadfully flat. Revekkeh did this, then she did that etc. it's frustrating beyond belief. so yesterday, it was about 9 pm, and i had only gotten 100 words in for the day. i grumbled and decided to take a dare. to work a squirrel into the current scene, and make it more than 'a brown squirrel ran across the path.' so i wrote a rather amusing scene with a squirrel named geoffry. it got the book moving again, but the problem is that geoffry is a plot bunny in disguise. he is trying desperately to get me to add him in as a permanent character. gar!
and if that wasn't bad enough, he's trying to organize a mutiny. my story is fantasy/epic feel to it. he's trying to make it a comedy! what is this! AGGG! stupid geoffry....
beware the squirrels....

writing from day one

2009-11-02T11:17:00.005-07:00

Echoes of Magic

Chapter 1

Revekkeh waited breathlessly with a hundred other students of the academy. The spacious room was lined with old wooden benches that wound around and around in a spiral, so that every student could see over the heads of the ones sitting in front of them. The room was dimly lit with candles on stands around the walls. The smoke slowly drifted up to the ceiling, making the room look slightly colorless. On the floor was a small dais with an ornate table. On top was a chest made out of wood so darkened with age it was almost black. It was covered in strange symbols that no one could read. Revvekek felt a shiver go up her spine. She had worked for five years just to be able to sit in this room. Would she be among the lucky to see inside the box? She looked around, observing the other students around her. Some were fidgety. Some were wide eyed. Some looked ready to pass out. All were nervous.

The giant double doors opened up, startling most everyone. The elders of the academy filed in, with their robes trailing behind them. Revekkeh held her breath as they formed a circle on the dais. The Duke of Renshone, head master, unrolled a scroll and began to read the list of names of those who would get to see the contents of the chest. His voice was rough and gravely, but it had a kind of musical ring to it. Every name sounding in Revekkeh's ears like a death sentence. Only twenty students were on that list, and only two or three were every chosen. As every name was read, the student would jump up with zeal, and rush down to the dais.

“Robyn Onuk.”

“Patrik Simon”

“Isaias Payne”

“Geoffry Hall”

“Merlin Rowland

“Edmund Rayek” Revekkeh shivered. The house of Rayek was known for being cold hearted and very proud. True to this reputation, Edmund stood up calmly and walked down the isle with perfect disdain for everyone he passed. Revekkeh glared, although she knew he could not see her. Edmund and her were on opposite sides of the social scale, and it was no secret she disliked him. She shook her head and focused on counting names..

“Johnathan Hampton”

“Jarrod Ayers”

“Christopher Shaw”

“Samuel Richards” A smile split her face. She searched for her friend in the crowd, and found him just in time to see Peter poke a dazed Sam in the ribs. She stifled a laugh and watched him take his turn in rushing down to the floor.

“Darius Tristan.” Revekkeh bit her lip, concerned. That was the fifteenth name.

“Thomas Fowler”

“Rosalyn Acosta”

“Revekkeh Ceriss” Her jaw dropped open and she starred, believing it to be a dream, yet hoping desperately it wasn't. She got up and rushed down the stairs and then took her place among the circle surrounding the dais. After a few more names were read. Then it was time to start the test.

Each student took a turn going up to the chest and trying to open it. If it didn't open, they took their seat. after five students went dejectedly back to their seats, the elders nodded at her. she could hear her heart pounding in her ears as she slowly walked forward. she climbed the steps slowly and deliberately. she had waited and wanted this for so long. Revekkeh gently put her hand on the table and let it slide as she walked forward. 'what if i don't make it? i'd have to do the training all over to get another chance. the country needs solders, they can't afford for everyone to go back and try again.' she thought to herself. she took a breath to steady her nerves and laid her hands on the chest. she started, with drawing her touch. it had, almost stung. but not physically, something else. she glanced back at the elders. her arms teacher raised his eye brow at her. she shook her head and tried again. it felt normal now. for all her attempts at calming herself, at this moment she closed her eyes and gave the lid a sudden tug. it opened quite easily. she heard gasps from the elders and the students who were close enough to see. she slowly opened her eyes. the chest was empty. the dragon egg was gone. revekkeh teetered as if she were going to fall. sam rushed on to the dais and caught her arm, though he felt no calmer. the Duke rushed forward, followed by the others. they all started whispering and discussing all at once. Edmund glared at her, as if it had been her fault. she stood up straight, and glared back. Samuel let go of her arm, knowing that if nothing else would steady her nerves, it would to avoid looking weak in front of Edmund. after a few minutes of confusion, the Duke turned to the students in the audience and said

"may i have everyone's attention! there is a slight problem. the egg is missing. there will be much further investigation, and the Choosing will be rescheduled. Revekkeh looked at him in bewilderment. he made it sound like an every day announcement about the new horses or some such. as the student body began to file out, he turned back to the elders.

"It has to be the Nennimars. No one in Aridon would dream of it." he said

"How would they have gotten past the guards? you yourself inspected the box when it arrived. it was the same, as all ways?" the arms teacher, Sir Theodore, questioned skeptically.

"i don't know. the guards who handled it and transported it were the elite guards, and sworn under oath to report anything in the slightest degree that seemed out of the ordinary." the Duke responded.

"then maybe it happened after it arrived."

"how could the Nennimars possibly get to it then?"

"they could have someone on the inside," Revekkeh said quite a bit louder than she intended. they all stopped and stared at her. she turned quite red.

"one of the studdents?" the riding instructor asked incredulously

"it could be the answer, however unlikely. we will investigate more. don't shoot ideas down because they come from one of your students, George." after that they scooted away, and talked low enough that the students who still surrounded the dais could not hear. Edmund looked at her with conceited pity.

"do you really think the elders would listen to you? even if you were the one to discover the egg was gone? if anything, i would be more suspicious. what better way to throw off suspicion than to be the one to shout the alarm?" Revekkeh responded without any false civility,

"Edmund, you would suspect a cow of taking it if that is what the rest of your level of 'civilized' acquaintances would look on as in the slightest bit likely. you're opinion is based on previous prejudices, and therefore is useless." Edmund turned purple with rage

"how dare you say something like that?" then, regaining some composer he said, as if to dare her to action.

"then again, what more could be suspected of a commoner?" unfortunately for edmund, Revekkeh had seen this tactic too many times before. she smiled sweetly and replied in a stickily sarcastic voice as she walked away

"you are TOO kind, my dearest edmund. i must be going, though i can hardly bare to be out of your company." Edmund fumed as she walked away.

"He makes me so mad! how can he think himself that above other people? i just don't get it! how can one human being be so conceited?" Revekkeh ranted to Sam. sam just smiled good natured and said,

"i don't know revekkeh, any more than the last time you got in a tizzy about it." Revekkeh rolled her eyes.

"sorry, you know it bugs me."

"you bet i know. how could i forget" Revekkeh glared and threw a roll at him.

"ahh, sorry! i take it back. no, no more!" after she thoroughly pelted him with rolls and other things from her lunch, she said,

"what do you thing happened to the egg? it sound like it just disappeared." sam thought for a little and then replied,

"I don't know, it does seem rather impossible. but do you really think someone from the school could've done it?"

"if you can think of another possibility, i'll listen. but you heard the elders just as well as i did. there seems to be no holes in the security. they egg farriers are the most trusted, cunning scouts we have." samuel sighed and said,

"i don't know Revekkeh, i really don't. and if i were you, i would leave it to the elders. they know what they're doing. i have to go. Sir Theodore wants me to get some extra fencing in."

"fine, i'll see you later." after sam left, Revekkeh sat deep in thought. after she could think of nothing else on how the egg could've disappeared, her mind wandered back to the chest itself. how could it have stung her? it seemed utterly impossible. yet, she knew that what she had felt was real. she shook her head, and went off to do some fencing of her own.

"Revekkeh! stop!" Revekkeh stopped, startled. Sam lay on his back desperately trying to fend her off as she swung quickly and powerfully. she shook her head.

"sorry, i was distracted" she replied embarrassed.

"you have a gift for the blade my friend. no matter how i practise, Sir Theodore always shakes his head and mutters something about why couldn't i be more like you," Sam replied, laughing. Revekkeh smiled and was about to change the subject when Sir Theodore walked toward them.

"Hey, i'm glad to see you practicing Samuel. maybe you can pick up some things from Revekkeh." she and Sam looked at each other with amused expressions.

"Anyway, you two are to report to the Duke's office. we think there might be a clue to the egg's disappearance." Sam and Revekkeh looked at each other with wide eyes and rushed off to the Duke.

so there it is. and if any of you were wondering about the country's names mentioned right after the egg was discovered to be missing, let me just say that i love random name generators.

NaNo begins...1714

2009-11-01T22:44:00.004-07:00

NaNo started today. wow, it's going to be a heck of a ride. i'm so excited! as the title would make you think, i wrote 1714 words today. only about 48,000 more to go. *jazz hands*
write or die is amazing! beginnings are hard for me, so i used it to get off the ground today. http://writeordie.drwicked.com/ check it out. it is really useful, and not just for NaNo. it would be amazing for homework etc.
i also now have a working title. Echoes of Magic. it's not the most creatively original thing ever, but i like it.
and thanks to a friend of mine i have a name for my main character. her name is Revekkeh.
and today was awesome. in the beginning, i was trying to edit as i went. i got just about no where. then i realized what i was doing (that's where write or die came in.) and then i realized i was worrying about whether or not this was publishable (i think i just made a word, wewt) after i got past that, i realized just how much fun it was to just...write. for no reason other than to have fun and to tell a story. no homework, no deadline (meaning a deadline that the story would have to be finished/sound good/edited by. i'm still going for 50,00 words by the end of nov.) it was very liberating. i rediscovered how much i love writing.
you should try it. try to just write, with or without an outline. don't care if it's publishable. the 11th draft of a story could stink, and still make it to the best sellers list someday. just let your creativity go absolutely insane. if you enjoy it as much as i do, then NaNo may be for you. just try it as an experiment. don't compare your story to any one else's. do it for fun. if you do anything else with this (i.e. see, i have no talent) then i'll have to hunt you down and hit over the head, because that is NOT why i said this. jeez, don't look for exuses to be down on yourself. that is lame. and i don't like things that are lame. *smack*
and above all, tell me about it! if i inspire, i so deserve to give you a pat on the back for being awesome and trying it. (NOTE: i'm not saying i need to read whatever you write, because it's not like my story is going to see human eyes for another three drafts. that is, unless you want to, which i would not mind in the least.)
go be awesome!

let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

2009-10-27T12:13:00.005-06:00

i love snow, for about one month of the year. i seriously think it should be outlawed to have snow before halloween. >_< *cries* the truly horrible part of it is i can't wear a coat with my costume, i've got wings. i think i'm going to be the ice fairy.....
oh and another thing, thanks to one of my followers who knows me on another site, i figured out that with the current settings mac users couldn't post comments. i have fixed this, so you should all be able to comment if you so wish.
much love people!

PS

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it's dead as a door nail

2009-10-27T00:00:00.008-06:00

well, this week has been very crazy. i finally decided on what i wanted to be for halloween. unfortunately this left me a week to make a rather complicated fairy costume, plus the costume that my sister decided on, an elf (meaning cool fantasy, not santa-ish.) also NaNo starts on sunday. plus homework=a very busy week.
so understandably i haven't gotten to posting pictures of past projects. but, in the course of things, i learned that my camera has died :'( i think it's the battery, but the battery is one of those weird ones that you have to order from the store. *sigh* so it's probably going to be somewhere around december when i can actually take pictures to post. *crosses fingers* sorry about that people.
until then i'll just have to tell you all about the NaNo process. and maybe whine about my camera.... :'( i especially wanted to post about my costume. it is going to be so epic i can't even tell you! i'm making the wings and everything. *sigh*
i sit here so very tired, but i don't want to go to sleep. i feel like i should be accomplishing something useful. maybe it's just because i've been running very hard this week. i'm not used to being able to just sit down and do nothing. maybe it'd be a lot better for us if we got used to being able to relax a little. running all the time can't be good for us. perhaps that is one of the biggest flaws of today's culture. we're always rushing around. is all this technology really helping? or does it just distract?
well, i leave you with that random bit of 'wisdom.' g'night! and remind me not to blog after 11. i usually wake up in the morning with a hundred spelling mistakes etc.

NaNo approaches

2009-10-25T20:20:00.003-06:00

as Nov. 1 gets closer, i'm getting more scared. to put it bluntly, my inner editor is trying so very hard to escape the little box i've locked him in. my characters are all mary-sues, the plot has no point, i can't write worth anything etc etc. how do i get him to shut up?
another thing, though this is good news, i've figured out that writing the required 1667 words a day isn't actually as hard as it seems. i did a little experiment. i just sat down and wrote about literally the first thing that popped into my head "hmmm, a girl standing on a street corner in Manhatten, with her dog, in the winter. because of a fortune cookie. waiting for someone. aaannnndddd...that someone is in the military" *rolls eyes* anyway.....i just wrote, no idea what was going to happen. what do you think? is my inner editor lying to me about the quality of my writing? or is he right? if so, tell me what's wrong, so i can fix it before november!

it was a cold afternoon. Jane pulled her coat tighter and sniffed her nose. her golden retriever pulled on the leash, urging her to go forward. but Jane wasn't ready to leave just yet. she wasn't superstitions by nature, but for some reason she put stock in the mass-produced fortune that she had got at the Chinese restaurant the night before. as the sun set the temperature dropped, but still she waited. her dog, Maisey made a whining noise. she flipped her straight, brown hair out of her face as the wind kicked up. with a sigh, she turned away from the street corner and headed back to her Manhattan apartment. she couldn't believe herself. she had gone and caught cold because of a stupid fortune cookie. 'you will meet the person you are missing where you last said goodbye' pah! who would believe such rubbish? she sighed again. something inside of her had begun to hope, but no. she knew john had died in iraq, but why was she still expecting to see him everywhere she went? she picked up the pace, partially to keep warm, and partially to burn off the anger she felt toward herself at that moment. maisey picked up the pace too, until Jane was flying down the street behind a half frozen dog racing to get to the warm apartment and dinner she knew awaited her.
the thing Jane did not know, was that an army veteran had just stepped on to the corner that she had left. but he wasn't john.

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Jane blew her nose hard into a tissue. her cat jasmine was intertwining herself around her legs. Jane was home late, and this disrupted jasmine's usual routine, and she was not happy about it. Jane got her pets dinner, and sat on her old green couch to have her own. out of habit, she reached for the tv remote, but stopped as she realized she didn't want to watch.
"Am i crazy or something? what makes me think that he's suddenly going to come back, huh?" Maisey looked at her with what seemed to be an amused expression.
"yeah, i'm crazy. even my dog thinks so. aren't you guys supposed to be extremely loving?" Maisey just licked her lips and went back to eating her kibble. Jin pressed her mouth into a thin line. she knew she had to get over this. it had been a year. if for nothing else, she knew that john would not like to have her still wrapped up in the past. if she couldn't do it for herself, she'd do it for him.
she got up and stretched, and headed for her computer. she had a deadline to make, and her characters were getting impatient. as her antagonist started threatening to kidnap her cat if she didn't start writing his story soon, she said,
"i'm coming! i'm coming! give me a minute to put this in the sink!" this was probably precisely why she could never get a boyfriend. she was a freelance fiction writer, and her characters frequently talked to her. what was the real problem was that she talked back. no one but john ever understood that. not even her father, who was a author as well.
Jane shook her head as she sat down at the computer in her bedroom. she needed to write about her characters, and their problems and thoughts. she needed to keep herself out of this. but try as she might, she couldn't. she kept thinking about that corner, that deserted corner, save a silly woman and her freezing dog. and this time, no matter how her characters complained, she wouldn't even try to take her mind off it.

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the next day, Jane walked into her friends cafe. she glanced down at her watch. Nancy should be on break soon. meanwhile, she sat at a table and pulled her laptop out. she set it up and wrote about whatever came to mind. half an hour later, Nancy came and sat facing her.
"Hey, what's up?" Jane started. she groaned as she realized she had written absolutely nothing in twenty minutes. Jane replied, frustrated,
"i don't know nancy. i just can't seem to get anything out anymore. i'll have these stories running around in my head, but when i sit down to write, nothing. it's like i've lost my voice." Nancy looked puzzled.
"i'm not sure i know what you mean," she replied as gently as she could.
"i'm stuck. i can't write anything worth keeping, i talk to you and my pets, and i'm still expecting john to come home any day. you know the fortunes we got?"
"oh no, do honestly believe those? you know that they're just made up my some guy who still living in his parent's basement, right? please don't tell me you went to that corner."
"i did nancy. i went there. it's not like i honestly expected john to show up. i don't know what i was waiting for. some sort of sign, i guess. did it ever bother you that he just disappeared? poof! with out a clue what happened?" a waitress came over and handed them some hot chocolate. after they sipped for a minute, nancy replied.
"Jane, those kind of things happen some times. it's part of the risk of serving in the military. you knew it, and john knew it. and he went any way. he knew it was the right thing to do. honey, you've got to accept that he's gone. you can't live your life in the past. you've got to let go so you can have peace. it's affecting your whole life. you're becoming a social recluse. you can't write, which has always come to you easily. you haven't been on a date since the letter came."
"i'm trying nancy, nothing's working. just when i think i've let go, i get a stupid fortune, and i go freeze my butt off, waiting for who knows what."
"Jane, you're not really trying. you're still in that apartment. you've got pictures everywhere. he gave you that coat for your last birthday. et cetera! you don't want to let go. you've got to! it's taking over your life."
"nancy, honestly tell me, why would you let go of something so wonderful?" to this, nancy sighed and said,
"i gotta go, my breaks over." even though she knew perfectly well that she still had half an hour.

ATTACK OF THE PLOT BUNNIES!!!!

2009-10-21T21:58:00.004-06:00

they've arrived. the dreaded plot bunnies. i thought i had a hard time getting my plot figured out before now, but boy was i in for a surprise.
for those of you who don't happen to know what a plot bunny is, let me explain. plot bunny is the name NaNoers have given to the annoying bits of random plot ideas that try to either hijack your plot, until it's a mess of unconnected subplots that don't have much to do with each other, or try to get you to write about a completely different story, distracting from your NaNo as nov. 1st draws ever closer. and as their name would have you think, once there are just a few, they start to breed, and a plot bunny army invades your mind. then the subplots aren't only a mass of confusion, but they become strange mutants that have combined themselves in insane ways. these guys can show up even before october, but for most people, they start making appearances around the second week of october and stay till NaNoWriMo is done. then for some they scatter, leaving you with absolutely no ideas for other novels now that you have the time to think about them. those pesky little buggers......
that being said, what do you think is essential in a story? what ties it all together? help! if you don't, i'll be overun with these guys, and my characters will be lost in a strange and confused world, with no point or actual plot.
oh, and i need a title. i'm drawing a major blank on this one, so any ideas will have a good shot at winning.

further insanity

2009-10-21T00:32:00.008-06:00

when i started my insanity, i had no idea what to write my novel about. now, a little under a week later, i have a pretty good idea of what to this novel is going to be about. it's strange how things work out. i had a lot of help with plot ideas etc from the NaNo forums, but it was mostly my rather random mind.
my novel is fantasy (no surprise coming from me :P) it is about a girl who is a die hard perfectionist and an over the top tom-boy, who has to go with two fellow school mates (one her best friend, and the other her bitter rival), seeing as they're at war and are therefore a bit short handed, to retrieve a dragon egg from the enemy soldiers. as they race across the country, the rivalry gets ever stronger, the solders ever closer, and the stakes ever higher. in a twist of events, the main character (still unnamed, AGGG!) comes in contact with the egg. after all she's been through to get to this point, she begins to wonder, is she truly rescuing it? or enslaving? she must make the choice, and face the consequences.
they're are still an abundance of plot holes that need fixing, so feel free to make some suggestions. who knows, it might end up in a best-seller some day.

i swear my brain went through the microwave!

2009-10-19T21:45:00.004-06:00

urg. so i got a head cold, which has contributed to the fact that nothing has been put up. *gurgle* it unfortunately gives me really big headaches. but i felt the need to post something, so you get to hear about me feeling like a zombie :D i'm sure that's what you wanted to do today.

Oh the insanity....

2009-10-16T15:11:00.006-06:00

i am officially insane. if it wasn't official before this point, it is now. i have signed up for something called NaNoWriMo. that stands for National Novel Writing Month. (link if you'd like to look at their site http://www.nanowrimo.org/ )
the point is to write a novel in one month. the requirement is 50,000 words, which is roughly six pages a day, give or take some. yeah, i'm crazy. it takes place in november, so i'll be a little dead during that month. i'm working on the outline, so hopefully i'll be up to this. though i might not post so much about crafty/other stuff, i'll be sure to give you guys updates. and maybe, just maybe, this thing won't eat me, and all my creativity to boot. wish me luck!

Brrrrr, it's cold outside!

2009-10-14T17:16:00.008-06:00

haha, it's raining right now. i'm getting all snuffly and my hands are freezing. i don't know how i'm going to survive when the snow gets here :P

well, on to why i really started this post :)
these are pictures of projects i just happened to have on my computer, all ready to load up. lucky you! i'm feeling slightly out of it, so i wasn't going to go take any pictures today. unfortunatly, they're all sideways, and my computer is being a pain, and won't let me turn them. maybe i'll fix that later....

they're pretty self explanatory... the first one is a simple t-shirt recon. i added the bands of white to make it kind of hoodieish looking. i tried to make the neck line a simple swoop neck, but it wasn't working. it was sticking straight out. so i make it a cool looking boxy/cornered neckline, which i actually like better than my original plan
this next one is a shirt i made to go with a skirt that is very similar. i'll put pics of that up later this week hopefully. it is made out of nice and stretchy t-shirt material, and is and overall fun shirt to wear. the looks i get wearing it down the street are just plain entertaining XP
this one here was a shirt i got from one of my guy friends. it was getting holes in it all along the seams. i couldn't fix it for him to wear (making new seams would make it too small for him), so i made it for me. this is a very comfy shirt!

this one was just plain fun to make. all the chaos stitching was a blast! i basically went crazy with it, and it magically turned out :P go figure.
XD don't you just love my mad editing skills? as said earlier, i'm feeling out of it, so i was too lazy to go take a picture of it without my face in it. that left only good ol' paint.
anyhoo. this is a skirt that i made out of the coolest clock print ever! there are clocks, cogs etc. all over it. i might even use it in my halloween costume this year (so excited! halloween is my favorite holliday. it's socially acceptable to play dress up out of doors. not that that hinders me for the rest of the year, but doing it with everyone is a blast.)

this one i think is my favorite of the batch. it's a plushy of the mario death mushroom! woohoo! i made it out of an old bath towelish thingy and some white t-shirt fabric. my amazing sister painted the eyes with fabric paint. *claps*
speeking of her, *waves* you're awesome! just thought i'd remind you again.

earflaps hat

2009-10-14T13:51:00.004-06:00

yeah for not being able to format this. oh well.
this is the earflaps hat i crocheted over the weekend. i used a j hook, and some worsted weight yarn that i had laying around. i used a really sketchy tutorial, but i basically made it up as i went, because i have a big head :D
i think i accidentally let the stitches get really loose after the crown, cuz it got kinda big on me, but i love it all the same. it makes me feel like a mischievous little kid for some reason :P
PS i promise that my carpet isn't that pukey color. stupid lighting.

WOOT! new blog!

2009-10-13T23:13:00.005-06:00

heya! this being my first post, i'm way excited! i'm going to go crazy with crafts and other cool stuff. i'm going to be posting all my old projects along with the new ones, so there will be a lot of stuff in the beginning. so check back often! tell your friends!