Post #20:
Well it's about freakin' time!
It's been, what, two months?
Good God i'm such a slacker.
You know that "do nothing all day" mood i mentioned in the last post? I've been feeling that for a very long time.
Like, two months.
I know that i said i was just going to add onto the last post, but i really didn't want to. It wasn't really that interesting. The whole time i was making sure of my surroundings so no one came up behind me and started grinding up against me. Then when i went to my friend's house afterward and i realized i lost my voice.
The stupidest part of the dance was when people started taking the balloons off the wall and throwing them all around the room. Also, the eighth grader guys did this "train" kind of thing where they ran around the room holding onto each others shoulders. I thought of it as "the testosterone herd."
That's pretty much it.
So, here i am again.
Trying to think of what to post about.
You see, all through the day i think of the dumb things people do and say and things i think of... but then i forget them.
I can't really pull out my iPod or phone during class and write down my feelings.
I can't be sitting in my sister's car, think of something, and then do a yoga move and pull my phone out my bag and write down what i thought of.
I do have a note section on my Pod called "B" (B stands for blogger) and it has a list of things to rant about if i can't think of anything, but i'm really not feeling any of them.
I do have a good bit of ranting about Temple Run, a game on my iPod. If you read one of Anonymous's three or so posts you would know that it's very addictive.
I agree, but i want to talk about false advertising.
So, there was this movie that was advertised called "The Raven," maybe you saw an ad. Lewis and I really wanted to see it. So we planned out that last Saturday we were going to see it, and then get Doritos Loco Tacos.
(mark my words, i will get a loco taco!)
So it's Saturday and it's around 12 and i decided that maybe it would be good if I looked up the showing times.
So i pull up the times for the local Carmike Cinemas... it's not out! It came out on Friday. Nope! I guess not!
It made me so mad.
I guess i should have seen it coming. When i saw the Hunger Games I didn't see a preview for it.
At least maybe i can see Dark Shadows. It has vampires, Johnny Depp, and it's only PG-13 so i don't need supervision.
But seriously, i've watched way worse than what goes for an R movie nowadays.
Most things rated PG-13 are because someone says the F word a couple of times and someone gets punched in the face and the gut and they make an inappropriate reference.
That's it.
Wow that's horrible.
I guess i get it if someone was a ten year old, but i really doubt that someone younger than that would find the plot interesting enough to want to see it.
So what was a typing about again? Oh yes, Dark Shadows. It's kind of funny: when i was watching the previews and the "please turn off cellphones" message and then the preview came on, before i even knew what it was about and i just saw the main character guy (whatever his name is, something Collins) i was like... hmm... that guy looks like a vampire... and guess what. Surprise. I was totally right.
You know, the movie also looks a little stupid-ish, but i think the funny-ness would over rule that......
Did you know that it's based off a soap opera from the seventies (or sixties, i forget)
Anyways i feel so movie deprived i keep on looking at the Syfy/Chiller/FX channel and looking for a good movie.
I also watched this stupid movie last night called Humans VS. Zombies. It was pretty decent until near the end where the guy i liked best got eaten by his stupid girlfriend.
The guy i liked was named Danny and he was the shy guy who never had a girlfriend and was reading up on the Zombie Apocalypse and i think he was a gamer, i don't know.
Then he had his friends and i don't know the ones name and then i seriously think the other one's name was Mike (wink wink Lewis)
Then there was a girl named Tommi and believe it or not, shes a tom boy. She plays video games and then has a vlog (video blog) about what she thought of them. She was actually kinda pretty.
Then there's Amanda, the previously mentioned stupid girlfriend.
So Danny likes Amanda and Mike and the other friend of his are all like: dude, blah blah inappropriate stuff, ask her out. So at this bonfire he asks her out and all this stuff happens and they're in love.
And there's Tommi and Mike likes her because it the whole "want what you can't have" thing. And she's like, i don't date jock, frat boys.
So they're in a hardware store with this war veteran named Frank and they're trying to keep the zombies out and it's night time and Amanda and Danny go to sleep in this other room and when i say "sleep" i mean it. I'm it was this whole "You're the only guy eligible in this place" and "i don't want to die a virgin" and "let's do this before we die" But before they do and we cut scene, thankfully, she shows him this bite on her arm and she's all like "I've been feeling sick." And he's all like "Don't worry i won't let them hurt you" Then cut scene
So all this stuff happened and they fought out the hardware store and they're running to this church and Amanda goes down. She foaming at the mouth her eyes are bleeding but she's all like "Danny..."
And he's all like "Noooooo. I will always love you. Noooo"
Then she eats him.
Crap
Why him? i liked him!
So the rest are in the church and stuff happens and zombies break into the church and the one nameless friend dies and the pastor and the war vet are like: run! we'll hold them off.
So Tommi and the guy i think is named Mike and walking down these railroad tracks and talking and they kiss and she's all like, you're still not my type but they're holding hands and then cut scene.
It's all blurry and there's a high pitched whine in the back-round and we see mike's shirt and we notice he's lying dead on the ground and hoards and hoards of zombies are eating him and surrounding him.
The End.
The heck?
I don't even know what happened to Tommi, and Danny is dead! and i'm confused and thinking: wow that sucked.
I was hoping the stupid dead-weight girlfriend (she reminds me of Lauren, wink wink Lewis, again) would die and then Mike would die because he wasn't even fun and i don't even know his real name and Tommi and Danny would get together because they both had the same ideals and i didn't hate them.
The End.
Well that sounds a lot better.
I hate when movies disappoint. You spend your life's precious moments watching it and it's stupid in the end.
You know what i mean, right?
Lol:
sadness
Hmm, alright, i don't really know what to add.
Should i just goodbye?
I don't think this is sufficient because i missed all that time.
Well, they say to keep them wanting more.
So see you later. =)
(Oh yeah, and here are the results of the last poll: The poll was about pointless things and winner was: Spending Hours In The Bathroom, Trying To Make It Look Like You're Not Wearing Make-up... As You Pile On The Make-up with 2 votes. [my polls get a lot of action])
So this is Unicorn Slayer saying, i totally bet you're wanting more (why wouldn't you?)
Unicorn Slayer
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
How The Dance Went
Post: #19
Yes, i realize this is post is long overdue, i just haven't really been in the posting mood, i more or less have been in the "do nothing all day" mood. I'm in that mood a lot...
So, this is the quick version of how the dance went:
My mother dropped me off at the school and me and my friends (my friends and I) had this impromptu photo session.
My friends were a little grumpy at me because i was little late (45 minutes late... i had to do my nails!)
We ooohed and aaahed at each others dresses as we walked up into the school
We got into line to pay to get in as we scoped out the hallway/entrance for people we know
I saw some 8th grader wearing a dress that i was thinking about trying on, i'm glad i didn't (and i'm sure she got a size too small, because it looked just a little bit too short...)
i payed, signed in, and a dash written on my right hand with blue sharpie (if you look close, i can still see the tiniest bit of it still on my hand)
we went over to these coat hanger stands thingys and took off our jackets and my friends took off their shoes! I know right! i told them that that was disgusting, but they said that their feet would hurt, so whatever.... I kept my shoes on!
Now, i'm pretty sure that Jenna Marbles, a video maker i think is hilarious, made a video about "White Girls In A Club" and she talked about how they took their shoes off and then screamed about the fact that people were stepping on their toes... spot on, Jenna Marbles, spot on.
Okay, i just watched the video and really didn't say about people stepping on their toes, (i gave the link so you can watch it yourself, around 4:50 is when she talks about shoes.)
She did talk about mini-marrying your shoes. Which is what i did. I seriously thought of this video and in my head, mini married my shoes. So later, after the dance at my friends house, everyone was talking about how dirty their feet where, and i was sitting there with a smug expression on my face.
Okay, got a little off track.
So their shoes were off on the floor, my phone was down my bra, my shoes were on my feet, and we were ready to dance. Sorta...
We went in and no one was dancing, so i went onto the middle of the floor and got the party started, yo! That's a lie.
Eventually people started dancing.
Then, you know what else happened? They started to freakin take the decorations down!
At first, it was just the balloons that fell down. They were bopping them around and hitting everyone in the face with them, eventually that died down and was just a faint annoying buzz in the background.
You know... i don't feel like finishing this post, so i'm going to post this so you have something to read.
Okay, sorry, i just have a headache. (An.JKIM, you know what i mean by headache, right =) )
I'll edit this later and take this part out and pick it up where i left off.
Later for now.
Yes, i realize this is post is long overdue, i just haven't really been in the posting mood, i more or less have been in the "do nothing all day" mood. I'm in that mood a lot...
So, this is the quick version of how the dance went:
My mother dropped me off at the school and me and my friends (my friends and I) had this impromptu photo session.
My friends were a little grumpy at me because i was little late (45 minutes late... i had to do my nails!)
We ooohed and aaahed at each others dresses as we walked up into the school
We got into line to pay to get in as we scoped out the hallway/entrance for people we know
I saw some 8th grader wearing a dress that i was thinking about trying on, i'm glad i didn't (and i'm sure she got a size too small, because it looked just a little bit too short...)
i payed, signed in, and a dash written on my right hand with blue sharpie (if you look close, i can still see the tiniest bit of it still on my hand)
we went over to these coat hanger stands thingys and took off our jackets and my friends took off their shoes! I know right! i told them that that was disgusting, but they said that their feet would hurt, so whatever.... I kept my shoes on!
Now, i'm pretty sure that Jenna Marbles, a video maker i think is hilarious, made a video about "White Girls In A Club" and she talked about how they took their shoes off and then screamed about the fact that people were stepping on their toes... spot on, Jenna Marbles, spot on.
Okay, i just watched the video and really didn't say about people stepping on their toes, (i gave the link so you can watch it yourself, around 4:50 is when she talks about shoes.)
She did talk about mini-marrying your shoes. Which is what i did. I seriously thought of this video and in my head, mini married my shoes. So later, after the dance at my friends house, everyone was talking about how dirty their feet where, and i was sitting there with a smug expression on my face.
Okay, got a little off track.
So their shoes were off on the floor, my phone was down my bra, my shoes were on my feet, and we were ready to dance. Sorta...
We went in and no one was dancing, so i went onto the middle of the floor and got the party started, yo! That's a lie.
Eventually people started dancing.
Then, you know what else happened? They started to freakin take the decorations down!
At first, it was just the balloons that fell down. They were bopping them around and hitting everyone in the face with them, eventually that died down and was just a faint annoying buzz in the background.
You know... i don't feel like finishing this post, so i'm going to post this so you have something to read.
Okay, sorry, i just have a headache. (An.JKIM, you know what i mean by headache, right =) )
I'll edit this later and take this part out and pick it up where i left off.
Later for now.
Friday, March 9, 2012
I Can't Think Of A Title... So This Is The Title
Post: #18
Let me just start off by saying that i'm listening to Nine In The Afternoon. (No nightmare this time though)
I've been waiting and waiting for today because today we don't have school and we don't have school on Monday either! (yay!) So a 4 day weekend? It's about freaking time. We have off because we have these random designated days that are for school make-ups for when we miss school because of snow days. (first those days are gone, then they take off for Easter vacay, then summer vacay) but if we don't miss school then we get the days off. Yay but then it's like eleven in the morning on a Friday and the only thing on is Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse. I'm was listening to a show about donuts actually...
So right now i'm watching the telephone music video on my iPod. (What's up with Beyonce's yellow cowboy hat?) Did you know that the original video is 9 minutes long? The first 2:40-something minutes is just Gaga going to prison and being stripped and being flirted with and watching chick fights and then the phone rings and the music starts. It's like: couldn't you do that in under a minute? Then there's all the talking scenes which are important to the story and i don't mind. My favorite part is when Gaga is dancing around the kitchen making a poisoned sandwich... then the honey is the thing that kills the guy. I especially like how the little sidebar pops up and it says: let's make a sandwich! and it's on Poison TV. Then the ingredients are like: 1tsp of rat poison. Then at the bottom it says: shake, stir, and good luck! If only my TV got that channel!
In other news, I found a dress. It's dark pink with this black lace-almost corset and it matches the lace on these gloves that were the focal point of finding a dress. In other words, i wanted a dress to match the gloves. I got the gloves for my Lady Gaga outfit when i dressed up as her for Christmas... umm... i mean Halloween. Sorry, my brain isn't working today.
Okay, i really want to talk about something right now: Life's Little Surprises. No, not getting pregnant at 16 or whatever, but something a little deeper than that.
Have you ever eaten something... and it tasted like bacon... but it wasn't bacon? It's like, after eating the bacon-flavored whatever you sit there for a moment and you wonder what wonderful thing you did that God decided to gift you with the taste of bacon! This happened to me yesterday while i was eating a salad at lunch. A SALAD! A vegetarian meal! That tasted like mother-freaking bacon, dude, mother-freaking BACON!
Granted, it was a chef's salad. And for those who aren't salad-savvy, a chef's salad is a salad with meat on it... which kind of defeats the purpose if you ask me. My salad included ham and turkey... and, yes, the prepare-ers of the salad were smart enough to think we deserved a treat and added some bacon in there... But! there were only two pieces of cold slimy bacon in there, which i preceded to eat after opening the box and adding my dressing. And at the end of the salad i picked a nice big leaf of lettuce up with my fork and ate it. BACON!!! It was a beautiful moment...
You see: Life's Little Surprises can be good.
You want to know something else that surprises me? Hard difficult the English language actually is! I'm going to focus on one word here, but first i want to give some proof of the strange and hard-ness of this language:
The spelling of fish.
You can spell fish G-H-O-T-I
Whaaaaaaat? How does that make sense?
Well:
gh, pronounced /f/ as in tough
o, pronounced /ɪ/ as in women
ti, pronounced /sh/ as in nation
Fricking see? The english language is confusing!
And it also contridicts itself:
G-H-O-T-I can also be silent
gh, as in though
o, as in people
t, as in ballet
i, as in business
See? WTHeck is wrong with English?
Also, the word i was talking about before, the word: bass
Okay, stop, how did you pronounce that word? Base, or bass? Like the music or like the ghoti? I guess reading that word can say something about you by how you say it too.
Anyways
What genius said that one word should have to pronunciations then those words should mean two completely different things? See how stupid English is? I feel bad for people in other countries who want to come here and enjoy our American hot-dogs and baseball.
(i also want to touch on that: i hate hot-dogs and baseball, does that make me foreign?!)
When i pronounce bass i have to wonder for moment if i said the right kind, even if i did pronounce it right.
Weird.
I wonder what a class of Spanish speaking people learning English would be like. That's what i wonder all through Spanish class. What words would they have trouble with? What words would they find funny? What words would they learn first because they're easy? You know? These are things i wonder all the time. These un-important stupid things.
Hey, random time! Okay, have you heard of a goatee? It's this little mini beard guys get on their chin. Now, wanna hear something funny? In my experience, no matter who you ask, they will touch their chin while explaining this to you. Seriously. If you ask someone what a goatee is, they're start touching their chin and saying that it's a triangle of hair guys get on their chin. Okay, the explanation part isn't set in stone, that will vary from person to person, but i'm serious about the chin part. Then, when they touch their chin, chances are you'll start laughing because i'm right about something so ridiculous. Then, they'll be confused, but don't explain why you're laughing, and then they'll be all like: What? It's a triangle of hair right here. and then they'll touch their chin again. Then you can explain... or not... you don't have to if you don't want to. Leave them a mystery. Then do it to someone else.
Okay that's all i have to say really, so this is Unicorn Slayer ending by finishing with: goodbye.
Unicorn Slayer
Let me just start off by saying that i'm listening to Nine In The Afternoon. (No nightmare this time though)
I've been waiting and waiting for today because today we don't have school and we don't have school on Monday either! (yay!) So a 4 day weekend? It's about freaking time. We have off because we have these random designated days that are for school make-ups for when we miss school because of snow days. (first those days are gone, then they take off for Easter vacay, then summer vacay) but if we don't miss school then we get the days off. Yay but then it's like eleven in the morning on a Friday and the only thing on is Mickey Mouse's Clubhouse. I'm was listening to a show about donuts actually...
So right now i'm watching the telephone music video on my iPod. (What's up with Beyonce's yellow cowboy hat?) Did you know that the original video is 9 minutes long? The first 2:40-something minutes is just Gaga going to prison and being stripped and being flirted with and watching chick fights and then the phone rings and the music starts. It's like: couldn't you do that in under a minute? Then there's all the talking scenes which are important to the story and i don't mind. My favorite part is when Gaga is dancing around the kitchen making a poisoned sandwich... then the honey is the thing that kills the guy. I especially like how the little sidebar pops up and it says: let's make a sandwich! and it's on Poison TV. Then the ingredients are like: 1tsp of rat poison. Then at the bottom it says: shake, stir, and good luck! If only my TV got that channel!
In other news, I found a dress. It's dark pink with this black lace-almost corset and it matches the lace on these gloves that were the focal point of finding a dress. In other words, i wanted a dress to match the gloves. I got the gloves for my Lady Gaga outfit when i dressed up as her for Christmas... umm... i mean Halloween. Sorry, my brain isn't working today.
Okay, i really want to talk about something right now: Life's Little Surprises. No, not getting pregnant at 16 or whatever, but something a little deeper than that.
Have you ever eaten something... and it tasted like bacon... but it wasn't bacon? It's like, after eating the bacon-flavored whatever you sit there for a moment and you wonder what wonderful thing you did that God decided to gift you with the taste of bacon! This happened to me yesterday while i was eating a salad at lunch. A SALAD! A vegetarian meal! That tasted like mother-freaking bacon, dude, mother-freaking BACON!
Granted, it was a chef's salad. And for those who aren't salad-savvy, a chef's salad is a salad with meat on it... which kind of defeats the purpose if you ask me. My salad included ham and turkey... and, yes, the prepare-ers of the salad were smart enough to think we deserved a treat and added some bacon in there... But! there were only two pieces of cold slimy bacon in there, which i preceded to eat after opening the box and adding my dressing. And at the end of the salad i picked a nice big leaf of lettuce up with my fork and ate it. BACON!!! It was a beautiful moment...
You see: Life's Little Surprises can be good.
You want to know something else that surprises me? Hard difficult the English language actually is! I'm going to focus on one word here, but first i want to give some proof of the strange and hard-ness of this language:
The spelling of fish.
You can spell fish G-H-O-T-I
Whaaaaaaat? How does that make sense?
Well:
gh, pronounced /f/ as in tough
o, pronounced /ɪ/ as in women
ti, pronounced /sh/ as in nation
Fricking see? The english language is confusing!
And it also contridicts itself:
G-H-O-T-I can also be silent
gh, as in though
o, as in people
t, as in ballet
i, as in business
See? WTHeck is wrong with English?
Also, the word i was talking about before, the word: bass
Okay, stop, how did you pronounce that word? Base, or bass? Like the music or like the ghoti? I guess reading that word can say something about you by how you say it too.
Anyways
What genius said that one word should have to pronunciations then those words should mean two completely different things? See how stupid English is? I feel bad for people in other countries who want to come here and enjoy our American hot-dogs and baseball.
(i also want to touch on that: i hate hot-dogs and baseball, does that make me foreign?!)
When i pronounce bass i have to wonder for moment if i said the right kind, even if i did pronounce it right.
Weird.
I wonder what a class of Spanish speaking people learning English would be like. That's what i wonder all through Spanish class. What words would they have trouble with? What words would they find funny? What words would they learn first because they're easy? You know? These are things i wonder all the time. These un-important stupid things.
Hey, random time! Okay, have you heard of a goatee? It's this little mini beard guys get on their chin. Now, wanna hear something funny? In my experience, no matter who you ask, they will touch their chin while explaining this to you. Seriously. If you ask someone what a goatee is, they're start touching their chin and saying that it's a triangle of hair guys get on their chin. Okay, the explanation part isn't set in stone, that will vary from person to person, but i'm serious about the chin part. Then, when they touch their chin, chances are you'll start laughing because i'm right about something so ridiculous. Then, they'll be confused, but don't explain why you're laughing, and then they'll be all like: What? It's a triangle of hair right here. and then they'll touch their chin again. Then you can explain... or not... you don't have to if you don't want to. Leave them a mystery. Then do it to someone else.
Okay that's all i have to say really, so this is Unicorn Slayer ending by finishing with: goodbye.
Unicorn Slayer
Friday, February 24, 2012
Finally A New Post!
Post #17:
Hello all readers of my blog, and i'm sure there aren't many because my friends gave up blogging (quitters), if you have noticed, a recent post has been missing. But now i'm back! (rainbows and pure happiness explodes in your brain)
Why was i not posting for so long? The internet ran out again. I was going to blog while i was at my friend's house (she has wi-fi) but we were all way too busy playing Just Dance (and humiliating ourselves) to do anything other then look up Jenna Marbles videos. =)
I also got Temple Run for my iPod. My highest score is 3,368,577 and i've played 401 games. I have all the power-ups and characters and i have only three more objectives left. I'm totally blowing it up.
Alright, alright, alright, i'm about to tell you something that will sound extremely blasphemous (because as soon as you read my blog, you're exercising the Unicorn Slayer religion.)
Here it goes, hold onto your hats, 'cause you will be blown away and shocked to the core but what i am about to tell you!
I'm going to the dance.
BOOM!
That was your mind just blowing up.
I know, i know, i know. I go off on this huge rant a few posts back about how i hate the dances and i say everything that i hate about them and the stupid factor of them, but i have a reason. No, it's not because i want to make a move on some cute guy or something stupid like that (no guys in my school are worth the trouble... or my time) it's because are dance is this... well it's basically like a junior version of Prom for 9th graders.
A little bit ago, in our homerooms, we voted on who we want to be Princess, Prince, and the theme colors for the dance. We picked three girls, three guys and one color grouping.
Then, at the end of 8th period, they announced who were going to be on court. No, i'm not on court. (sad face) but my friend is!
Morgan got on court! She has a blog too, but she was one of those quitters i mentioned before.
(and the color theme is Black and Silver sparkles, way better than the other choice of Pink and Yellow)
I'm going to support Morgan, no one thought she would be on court because only a whole bunch of skanks would get on, you know, those grinding girls who walk barefoot through sticky punch puddles? Yeah, they're pretty much all on court. fun.
Well, my initial reason for going was to support Morgan (love you Morg!) but then i thought about it: the escorts are assigned by alphabetical order, so how great would it be to see these two people, arms hooked at the elbow, walking around, being all like: yay i'm on court... yay. All forced and like that. Then of course, which skank would win? Which... well i don't like to use that word so i won't, so let's just say, which guy will win? Then i'm sure they'll have to dance together. That'll be rich. And lastly, the dresses. A little bit ago, the cheerleaders went to Disney, and the day before, they were supposed to dress up. This one girl, who has the face of a drag queen and thinks she has the body of a stripper, wore these high-heels, i'm sure they were at least six inches, and this dress that ended on the middle of her butt! WTF?
Lord, i hate those skanks so much. Would it really be a crime if they all mysteriously fell in hole and were forced to eat each others dead bodies as they slowly died, one by one, by starvation until one is left and she was forced to eat her friends (i bet they taste like bacon because all burnt flesh from constant tanning is great seasoning) and then she would be taken out of the hole and shunned by society until she's taken to jail for crimes against humanity... and murder, and she commits suicide with a note confessing how she hopes her friends will forgive her soul so she can go into heaven?
Sounds like a mix of a chiller movie and a lifetime movie.
Interesting.
If you ever see a movie with that as a plot-line, i will probably be the director.
Okay, i realize that was a little on the dark and creepy side and i would erase it, but i don't like erasing things i wrote, because then the post would be 100% my first thoughts. So you can just ignore that paragraph there. If you'd like, but if you think it's hilarious, then go ahead and re-read it.
So my first article of business, finding a dress for the dance. I'm not going to bore you with dress talk because i haven't even looked one up yet. I haven't even gone to google images and looked at random pictures.
I hate shopping. I admit it. I really hate shopping. So i'm going to think happy thoughts.
I think i thought of something for the side poll. I mean, it's going to be a really stupid and (haha) pointless poll (read the poll, you'll get it) but it's really the only thing i think of.
Also because of my missing of so many posts, my weekly stuff is a little backtracked, which i will fix, which makes everyone happy. (i think, it makes me happy!)
Okay, this is a smaller post in comparison because it's finally a Friday which means i don't have to stay up late. I realize that makes no sense, but think about it: as soon as you lay down and get comfortable and are about to fall asleep, you realize the next thing you'll hear is your blaring alarm and the feeling of fatigue. So i would stay up later so i could go longer without anticipating what was coming. See, i have a few nuggets of smart-ness in my brain area.
Alright, Unicorn Slayer is saying goodbye, goodnight, and... whoa, why is my cat hissing at her butt?
Unicorn Slayer
Hello all readers of my blog, and i'm sure there aren't many because my friends gave up blogging (quitters), if you have noticed, a recent post has been missing. But now i'm back! (rainbows and pure happiness explodes in your brain)
Why was i not posting for so long? The internet ran out again. I was going to blog while i was at my friend's house (she has wi-fi) but we were all way too busy playing Just Dance (and humiliating ourselves) to do anything other then look up Jenna Marbles videos. =)
I also got Temple Run for my iPod. My highest score is 3,368,577 and i've played 401 games. I have all the power-ups and characters and i have only three more objectives left. I'm totally blowing it up.
Alright, alright, alright, i'm about to tell you something that will sound extremely blasphemous (because as soon as you read my blog, you're exercising the Unicorn Slayer religion.)
Here it goes, hold onto your hats, 'cause you will be blown away and shocked to the core but what i am about to tell you!
I'm going to the dance.
BOOM!
That was your mind just blowing up.
I know, i know, i know. I go off on this huge rant a few posts back about how i hate the dances and i say everything that i hate about them and the stupid factor of them, but i have a reason. No, it's not because i want to make a move on some cute guy or something stupid like that (no guys in my school are worth the trouble... or my time) it's because are dance is this... well it's basically like a junior version of Prom for 9th graders.
A little bit ago, in our homerooms, we voted on who we want to be Princess, Prince, and the theme colors for the dance. We picked three girls, three guys and one color grouping.
Then, at the end of 8th period, they announced who were going to be on court. No, i'm not on court. (sad face) but my friend is!
Morgan got on court! She has a blog too, but she was one of those quitters i mentioned before.
(and the color theme is Black and Silver sparkles, way better than the other choice of Pink and Yellow)
I'm going to support Morgan, no one thought she would be on court because only a whole bunch of skanks would get on, you know, those grinding girls who walk barefoot through sticky punch puddles? Yeah, they're pretty much all on court. fun.
Well, my initial reason for going was to support Morgan (love you Morg!) but then i thought about it: the escorts are assigned by alphabetical order, so how great would it be to see these two people, arms hooked at the elbow, walking around, being all like: yay i'm on court... yay. All forced and like that. Then of course, which skank would win? Which... well i don't like to use that word so i won't, so let's just say, which guy will win? Then i'm sure they'll have to dance together. That'll be rich. And lastly, the dresses. A little bit ago, the cheerleaders went to Disney, and the day before, they were supposed to dress up. This one girl, who has the face of a drag queen and thinks she has the body of a stripper, wore these high-heels, i'm sure they were at least six inches, and this dress that ended on the middle of her butt! WTF?
Lord, i hate those skanks so much. Would it really be a crime if they all mysteriously fell in hole and were forced to eat each others dead bodies as they slowly died, one by one, by starvation until one is left and she was forced to eat her friends (i bet they taste like bacon because all burnt flesh from constant tanning is great seasoning) and then she would be taken out of the hole and shunned by society until she's taken to jail for crimes against humanity... and murder, and she commits suicide with a note confessing how she hopes her friends will forgive her soul so she can go into heaven?
Sounds like a mix of a chiller movie and a lifetime movie.
Interesting.
If you ever see a movie with that as a plot-line, i will probably be the director.
Okay, i realize that was a little on the dark and creepy side and i would erase it, but i don't like erasing things i wrote, because then the post would be 100% my first thoughts. So you can just ignore that paragraph there. If you'd like, but if you think it's hilarious, then go ahead and re-read it.
So my first article of business, finding a dress for the dance. I'm not going to bore you with dress talk because i haven't even looked one up yet. I haven't even gone to google images and looked at random pictures.
I hate shopping. I admit it. I really hate shopping. So i'm going to think happy thoughts.
I think i thought of something for the side poll. I mean, it's going to be a really stupid and (haha) pointless poll (read the poll, you'll get it) but it's really the only thing i think of.
Also because of my missing of so many posts, my weekly stuff is a little backtracked, which i will fix, which makes everyone happy. (i think, it makes me happy!)
Okay, this is a smaller post in comparison because it's finally a Friday which means i don't have to stay up late. I realize that makes no sense, but think about it: as soon as you lay down and get comfortable and are about to fall asleep, you realize the next thing you'll hear is your blaring alarm and the feeling of fatigue. So i would stay up later so i could go longer without anticipating what was coming. See, i have a few nuggets of smart-ness in my brain area.
Alright, Unicorn Slayer is saying goodbye, goodnight, and... whoa, why is my cat hissing at her butt?
Unicorn Slayer
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
A Month's Time Is Over
Post #16:
So today, the real reason why i was on the inter-weber-net was because i was looking up lyrics for a band called Panic! At The Disco. Sounds strange? Well too bad, i like their music, sue me. Okay, that was randomly aggressive for some reason... hmm.
So their songs are really strange and most of the songs that i have on my pod... well the titles don't really make sense when it comes to the meaning of the songs and the lyrics.
One song i have is called: The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage.
Hmm...
Awhile ago, when i first saw the song, i looked up what the heck martyrdom is and it's when... well, say it was the law that everyone had to become a Christian and there was a Buddhist who was all like: no effing way, i would never turn my back on my religion. So he kills himself, or lets himself be killed, so he doesn't have to do so. That's martyrdom. Which sort of sounds like suicide. Just a bit. So the title is saying that the only difference between killing yourself to keep yourself from changing your religion and just killing yourself because you were a depressed maniac is the buzz the media makes of it. I'm guessing suicide is a bigger deal.
I just realized that i can make my history teacher proud by stating that, due to the first amendment, i'm sure the martyrdom problem in this fine country is pretty low.
Alright, so that's an interestingly observant title, so what would this song be about? Actually it's not about killing yourself... or anyone at all. I looked up the meaning and it said that it was about how artist's aren't true to themselves and are looking for acceptance or something like that.
Some lyrics are like this:
Swore to shake it up, if you swore to listen
We're still so young, and desperate for attention
i aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
That sound like... i'll dance around and be awesome, as long as you promise to watch me do so. The second line is pretty self-explanatory. The last line is sort of odd. Just the first part. I aim to be your eyes. Maybe he's saying that he wants to see whatever the critics see? Here, i'll add in a link to... well i hope there's a music video for it. I'm not sure. There's really no other reliable way to try to show you it. Here's the LINK
It's an oddly catchy song. I found a video version with the lyrics and not an actual "music video."
After reading this post, i ask you to watch the video. Just for the heck of... maybe so you can decipher it, whatever you want. You really don't have to if you want to, but hey, you'll be missing an opportunity to waste more time on the inter-weber-net! The lyrics i stated are said around the 30 second mark... here i checked, around 33 or 34 seconds. So you have fun with that.
... Alright i just watched the whole video and i must admit that the pictures in it are kind of weird... but it has the song and the lyrics... so just grin and bear it, yes?
Hmm... i had an actual reason for posting... i just don't remember what it was
Oh, never-frickin'-mind! It has to do with the title of this post.
So a month is over, so the poll is closed (a new will open soon) and the stuff at the bottom of the page, like the monthly saying and dumb question, have been changed. So you enjoy those for a month. I think the month mark passed a couple days ago actually. Oh well, better late then never. Now i have to sit around for a while and think of a poll question.
The last poll was a fail, i got four votes, one of them mine. I feel that i added too many answer options. The next one will probably be a simple yes or no poll. Remember, it's on the side of the page.
Here's the results of the last post:
Your Favorite Band/Artist:
Right now, i'm watching a music video on my iPod. The Ballad Of Mona Lisa. Also by Panic! At The Disco
Truthfully, i haven't watched a lot of P!ATD music videos, but this one is my favorite so far. When my sister found it we sat together and tried to decipher it and the song. We have a pretty good understanding of what they both mean. I would go on about what it means, but unless you watch the video (and i'm sure most of you will be too lazy to watch it) then it would be a couple of long paragraph of ranting and stuff that makes no sense to you. So i'll save you the heartache... and myself the trouble. So i'll just give you the link J.I.C. (just in case) though i have a very small margin in me that says you'll actually watch it. LINK
The main reason why i decided to tell you about me watching this is because of something funny Lewis and I said during lunch.
Now, if you've read a comment by An. JKIM (i think she's Keedra 12 when she said it) you would have saw that she commented: Lewis is a girl, silly
Yes, Lewis is a girl, with a real girl name and everything. Lewis is her alias because it's what her sister would call her. I've been referring to her as a guy, using words like "him" because i wasn't sure how deep she wanted to go into her alias, so i went one the safe side. If you've ever went to her blog, you would see that it's pink. (explain a lot?)
So Lewis also enjoys P!ATD, so at lunch when she was talking about a guy and referred to him as "adorable" So i went on and asked: "Puppy adorable or Brendon Urie adorable?"
(Brendon is the lead singer of P!ATD. If you watch the video, you would agree... if you're a girl.)
She said puppy adorable... i guess no one can really be Brendon adorable
unless you're Brendon Urie
=D
Okay, i had to go teen girl crazy for a moment there, because i've never really confessed i thought a guy was cute before... other than before my first boyfriend. That's about it. No one's really attractive enough for me to have to acknowledge it.
Hmm
Alright then... what next? What shall i blog about? I'm not sure. I covered the main reason why i came to post and then my side distraction of the day.
Okay i guess i'll sign off now. I'm so distracted thinking about nothing at all and then stressing over how i should do my history homework. oh yeah, and watching NCIS isn't helping either.
This is Unicorn Slayer saying: ... i really need a poll idea (i almost forgot about that)
Unicorn Slayer
So today, the real reason why i was on the inter-weber-net was because i was looking up lyrics for a band called Panic! At The Disco. Sounds strange? Well too bad, i like their music, sue me. Okay, that was randomly aggressive for some reason... hmm.
So their songs are really strange and most of the songs that i have on my pod... well the titles don't really make sense when it comes to the meaning of the songs and the lyrics.
One song i have is called: The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage.
Hmm...
Awhile ago, when i first saw the song, i looked up what the heck martyrdom is and it's when... well, say it was the law that everyone had to become a Christian and there was a Buddhist who was all like: no effing way, i would never turn my back on my religion. So he kills himself, or lets himself be killed, so he doesn't have to do so. That's martyrdom. Which sort of sounds like suicide. Just a bit. So the title is saying that the only difference between killing yourself to keep yourself from changing your religion and just killing yourself because you were a depressed maniac is the buzz the media makes of it. I'm guessing suicide is a bigger deal.
I just realized that i can make my history teacher proud by stating that, due to the first amendment, i'm sure the martyrdom problem in this fine country is pretty low.
Alright, so that's an interestingly observant title, so what would this song be about? Actually it's not about killing yourself... or anyone at all. I looked up the meaning and it said that it was about how artist's aren't true to themselves and are looking for acceptance or something like that.
Some lyrics are like this:
Swore to shake it up, if you swore to listen
We're still so young, and desperate for attention
i aim to be, your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
That sound like... i'll dance around and be awesome, as long as you promise to watch me do so. The second line is pretty self-explanatory. The last line is sort of odd. Just the first part. I aim to be your eyes. Maybe he's saying that he wants to see whatever the critics see? Here, i'll add in a link to... well i hope there's a music video for it. I'm not sure. There's really no other reliable way to try to show you it. Here's the LINK
It's an oddly catchy song. I found a video version with the lyrics and not an actual "music video."
After reading this post, i ask you to watch the video. Just for the heck of... maybe so you can decipher it, whatever you want. You really don't have to if you want to, but hey, you'll be missing an opportunity to waste more time on the inter-weber-net! The lyrics i stated are said around the 30 second mark... here i checked, around 33 or 34 seconds. So you have fun with that.
... Alright i just watched the whole video and i must admit that the pictures in it are kind of weird... but it has the song and the lyrics... so just grin and bear it, yes?
Hmm... i had an actual reason for posting... i just don't remember what it was
Oh, never-frickin'-mind! It has to do with the title of this post.
So a month is over, so the poll is closed (a new will open soon) and the stuff at the bottom of the page, like the monthly saying and dumb question, have been changed. So you enjoy those for a month. I think the month mark passed a couple days ago actually. Oh well, better late then never. Now i have to sit around for a while and think of a poll question.
The last poll was a fail, i got four votes, one of them mine. I feel that i added too many answer options. The next one will probably be a simple yes or no poll. Remember, it's on the side of the page.
Here's the results of the last post:
Your Favorite Band/Artist:
| Evanescence |
| Lady Gaga |
| Linkin Park |
| My Chemical Romance |
| Panic! At The Disco All with 50% of the votes. |
Right now, i'm watching a music video on my iPod. The Ballad Of Mona Lisa. Also by Panic! At The Disco
Truthfully, i haven't watched a lot of P!ATD music videos, but this one is my favorite so far. When my sister found it we sat together and tried to decipher it and the song. We have a pretty good understanding of what they both mean. I would go on about what it means, but unless you watch the video (and i'm sure most of you will be too lazy to watch it) then it would be a couple of long paragraph of ranting and stuff that makes no sense to you. So i'll save you the heartache... and myself the trouble. So i'll just give you the link J.I.C. (just in case) though i have a very small margin in me that says you'll actually watch it. LINK
The main reason why i decided to tell you about me watching this is because of something funny Lewis and I said during lunch.
Now, if you've read a comment by An. JKIM (i think she's Keedra 12 when she said it) you would have saw that she commented: Lewis is a girl, silly
Yes, Lewis is a girl, with a real girl name and everything. Lewis is her alias because it's what her sister would call her. I've been referring to her as a guy, using words like "him" because i wasn't sure how deep she wanted to go into her alias, so i went one the safe side. If you've ever went to her blog, you would see that it's pink. (explain a lot?)
So Lewis also enjoys P!ATD, so at lunch when she was talking about a guy and referred to him as "adorable" So i went on and asked: "Puppy adorable or Brendon Urie adorable?"
(Brendon is the lead singer of P!ATD. If you watch the video, you would agree... if you're a girl.)
She said puppy adorable... i guess no one can really be Brendon adorable
unless you're Brendon Urie
=D
Okay, i had to go teen girl crazy for a moment there, because i've never really confessed i thought a guy was cute before... other than before my first boyfriend. That's about it. No one's really attractive enough for me to have to acknowledge it.
Hmm
Alright then... what next? What shall i blog about? I'm not sure. I covered the main reason why i came to post and then my side distraction of the day.
Okay i guess i'll sign off now. I'm so distracted thinking about nothing at all and then stressing over how i should do my history homework. oh yeah, and watching NCIS isn't helping either.
This is Unicorn Slayer saying: ... i really need a poll idea (i almost forgot about that)
Unicorn Slayer
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
I'm Really Not Sure How To Title This, Because I'm Not Sure What It's Going To Be About
Post #15:
As you can tell, I'm indecisive when it comes to a title. Mostly because this post was unplanned. The only reason why i'm on is because Morgan started a new blog and i told her i would check it out. She already has one about her photography and videos, but she made this one about her day to day life, like mine is. It's called Friggin Awesome. Just Sayin'
Because this post was not planned i haven't been going over what to write inside my mind, so really i have nothing to say.
Well, i guess i tell you that my fever is gone and i'm all better now. Well, i have a cough and my nose is still stuffy but other than that i'm good. Well, other than the homework that's trying to murder me. Well, not exactly murder, more or less... Well, you know what: murder, murder me horribly. Well, i guess that i don't have to do a lot of it. Well, i guess it would really help me. Have you noticed that every sentence in this paragraph started with "Well?" Well, all except for that last one.
I've had a good sick week, other than being sick of course. I didn't miss cooking anything in Home Ec.! Yes! "What" you ask? What about your geometry and Spanish tests? (did i even tell you about those?) Well i have to finish my geometry test tommorow morning during our activity period, i started it today during study hall and i have a couple more questions left, but i'm stuck on the Pythagorean Theorem. It's A squared plus B squared equals C squared, but it makes no sense because the answer was be less than the two being added together. So... i was a wee bit confused.
So over my sick week, on Sunday of all days, there was a marathon for Being Human. I don't know if you remember but i was talking about watching it even though i missed the first season. Happily, the marathon included every episode. Sadly, it started at, like, eight in the morning so i still don't know how it all starts, but a least i know who Bishop was. That was pretty important. And I'm so happy the newest episode, which i watched yesterday because they're new on Monday, has violence! Now, a lot of them... well they do it a lot, i'll just put that out there now, it's like reading a Stephen King book, but in the last episode i finally got some actual violence.
Being Human is about a vampire, a werewolf, and a ghost, (Aiden, Josh, and Sally) who are roommates with each other and they all try to act normal. Now if it was just about them being normal, this would be an annoyingly boring series, but of course, them being "monsters" gets in the way of that. Whether you're accidentally scratching your girlfriend and both exposing that your a wolf, and turning her into one, or you're possessing some girl so you make out with her boyfriend, or maybe even being forced by "mother" to be the second hand to the vampire chick who is supposed to govern over the rogue and rebel vampires who have broken apart after you killed Bishop to stop him from exposing vampirekind, and not to mention that you have history with said vampire chick and she doesn't like that you've changed your ways and became a vegetarian vampire and really, the only reason why you're doing all this is because the chick is the daughter of "mother" and if you help her successfully, then you can finally get out of the vampire society madness.
Phew! In my mind, Aiden's life is really the hardest. Even though Josh turned his girlfriend into a wolf, has to deal with being a wolf, and quit his dream of going to med. school so he can try to find a cure for lycanthropy. And Sally? Well she's a ghost. She currently got over her death issues and got her murderous fiance to turn himself in, but whenever Aiden got staked by Bishop (and mysteriously lives) Sally passes up her "door," which is the portal to heaven or whatever and after dealing with her death issues it popped up for her, but then Bishop happened and she went with him to the hospital and when she got back to the house, the door was gone. So that kind of sucks... not being able to move on and all that.
Before i've really watched it in detail, i've always wondered why Josh and Aiden could see Sally, but no one else. Well, it's because Aiden is dead... undead, and for some reason werewolves can see spirits too. Hmm, good to know.
The last episode us my favorite because Aiden eats this guy up. Yum yum yum. It's really the only reason why i watch so many vampire related things, i just like watching them eat people. It's always better when they're wusses and then they cave in and go on feeding frenzies. The wuss part is always boring though, but then the feeding frenzy part is always entertaining.
Hmm...
Yeah...
Alright, i sort of don't want to end this post on that note. But then again i'm getting bored with writing this post... sorry.
Alright, this is Unicorn Slayer saying: if you're ever a vampire on a TV show or a movie, don't be a wuss. (Wusses are boring)
Unicorn Slayer
As you can tell, I'm indecisive when it comes to a title. Mostly because this post was unplanned. The only reason why i'm on is because Morgan started a new blog and i told her i would check it out. She already has one about her photography and videos, but she made this one about her day to day life, like mine is. It's called Friggin Awesome. Just Sayin'
Because this post was not planned i haven't been going over what to write inside my mind, so really i have nothing to say.
Well, i guess i tell you that my fever is gone and i'm all better now. Well, i have a cough and my nose is still stuffy but other than that i'm good. Well, other than the homework that's trying to murder me. Well, not exactly murder, more or less... Well, you know what: murder, murder me horribly. Well, i guess that i don't have to do a lot of it. Well, i guess it would really help me. Have you noticed that every sentence in this paragraph started with "Well?" Well, all except for that last one.
I've had a good sick week, other than being sick of course. I didn't miss cooking anything in Home Ec.! Yes! "What" you ask? What about your geometry and Spanish tests? (did i even tell you about those?) Well i have to finish my geometry test tommorow morning during our activity period, i started it today during study hall and i have a couple more questions left, but i'm stuck on the Pythagorean Theorem. It's A squared plus B squared equals C squared, but it makes no sense because the answer was be less than the two being added together. So... i was a wee bit confused.
So over my sick week, on Sunday of all days, there was a marathon for Being Human. I don't know if you remember but i was talking about watching it even though i missed the first season. Happily, the marathon included every episode. Sadly, it started at, like, eight in the morning so i still don't know how it all starts, but a least i know who Bishop was. That was pretty important. And I'm so happy the newest episode, which i watched yesterday because they're new on Monday, has violence! Now, a lot of them... well they do it a lot, i'll just put that out there now, it's like reading a Stephen King book, but in the last episode i finally got some actual violence.
Being Human is about a vampire, a werewolf, and a ghost, (Aiden, Josh, and Sally) who are roommates with each other and they all try to act normal. Now if it was just about them being normal, this would be an annoyingly boring series, but of course, them being "monsters" gets in the way of that. Whether you're accidentally scratching your girlfriend and both exposing that your a wolf, and turning her into one, or you're possessing some girl so you make out with her boyfriend, or maybe even being forced by "mother" to be the second hand to the vampire chick who is supposed to govern over the rogue and rebel vampires who have broken apart after you killed Bishop to stop him from exposing vampirekind, and not to mention that you have history with said vampire chick and she doesn't like that you've changed your ways and became a vegetarian vampire and really, the only reason why you're doing all this is because the chick is the daughter of "mother" and if you help her successfully, then you can finally get out of the vampire society madness.
Phew! In my mind, Aiden's life is really the hardest. Even though Josh turned his girlfriend into a wolf, has to deal with being a wolf, and quit his dream of going to med. school so he can try to find a cure for lycanthropy. And Sally? Well she's a ghost. She currently got over her death issues and got her murderous fiance to turn himself in, but whenever Aiden got staked by Bishop (and mysteriously lives) Sally passes up her "door," which is the portal to heaven or whatever and after dealing with her death issues it popped up for her, but then Bishop happened and she went with him to the hospital and when she got back to the house, the door was gone. So that kind of sucks... not being able to move on and all that.
Before i've really watched it in detail, i've always wondered why Josh and Aiden could see Sally, but no one else. Well, it's because Aiden is dead... undead, and for some reason werewolves can see spirits too. Hmm, good to know.
The last episode us my favorite because Aiden eats this guy up. Yum yum yum. It's really the only reason why i watch so many vampire related things, i just like watching them eat people. It's always better when they're wusses and then they cave in and go on feeding frenzies. The wuss part is always boring though, but then the feeding frenzy part is always entertaining.
Hmm...
Yeah...
Alright, i sort of don't want to end this post on that note. But then again i'm getting bored with writing this post... sorry.
Alright, this is Unicorn Slayer saying: if you're ever a vampire on a TV show or a movie, don't be a wuss. (Wusses are boring)
Unicorn Slayer
Saturday, February 4, 2012
In Sickness And In Health
Post #14: It's Sickness This Time
I think i'm turning into werewolf.
If you pay attention to the recent vampire saga that's slowly (and thankfully) losing its previous buzz; that's slowly falling down from its summit of attention, you would know that werewolves, in human form, have very... warm skin. (I could have said that werewolves are very hot, but i'm sure that you would think that i was referring to a certain Mr. Launter. [I think i spelled that wrong] and if anyone, An.JKIM is obsessed with him. [oh, you know i love you, Anonymous])
I think i'm turning into a werewolf. My skin is very warm, feverish some may say, and i guess it means i'm a werewolf. No other explanation.
Well nothing else makes sense.
What?
You say that i probably just have the flu?
No.
Nope.
Nonsense.
Hogwash.
Blasphemy.
You crazy,
You crazy, man.
Wait, maybe that's why i have a sore throat and a cough and sniffles...
Well, before you feel all smug, i'll let you know that they think i have strep throat or mono, so, ha! Put that in your juice box, smarty pants!
I've been sick since Monday. If you pay attention you'll see that today is Saturday, and if you pay attention again, you'll see that I've been sick for a while.
On Monday i got a tooth removed because it was a baby tooth and it wasn't coming out naturally so they took it by force. It's like the tooth fairy looked at my tooth and was all like: okay, we can do this the easy way with my magical tooth lossener dust, or we can do this the hard way. Most of my teeth picked the easy way because the tooth fairy is just so pretty that they can't say no to her magical tooth lossener dust. This tooth picked the hard way because it just loved to party in my mouth with all my other teeth. My mouth parties are the best. So they took it by force by weakening the surrounding gum with needles that inject numbing crap and then they poked it around until it finally said: okay, okay i give! and then it released it hold and let itself be taken away.
So noble.
I had a sore throat then, but nothing beyond a tickle.
On Tuesday the sore throat was worse and my bloody gum hole was being a jerk too.
Wednesday: I had a fever. 101.7
Thursday: went to the doctor and i had a fever. 101.6
Friday: fever. 102
Today/Saturday: Well it's Saturday, I'm not going to school on a Saturday.
So I missed school all week. My sister brought me my homework yesterday. I was expecting a million books, but all she brought was my Geometry book, my Spanish notebook and my Spanish textbook.
I was expecting these because we can't go a day in those two classes without getting a new worksheet.
Oh yeah, and i have to make a handout for Home Ec. about washing your hands to prevent salmonella and that's going to be easy. (she said hopefully)
I looked over the Spanish worksheets and i don't understand half the words on them. What i do understand is that we're learning food and i laughed out loud when i saw cheese was on there.
If there's one word i know in Spanish, it's cheese. Queso!
I also know it in French and Korean. (i think)
Oh cheese, hats off to you for being the best thing ever.
What is cheese? It's not a condiment, like ketchup, or a dressing, like ranch, or a side, like applesauce.
You can put in a sandwich, on a salad, in your sub, make it a soup, eat in stick form. Hmm, what do you call that?
Anyways, a little off track there talking about the miracle of cheese.
My geometry? Well she ("she" being our teacher) goes over everything during class... like everything that we learn and even things that aren't written down. Even after her talking to us about it, i still have trouble with the work sometimes. So not hearing her go on about triangles and angles for a week and getting all this new stuff i'm supposed to do... well i'm going to frickin' fail. I also have to take a test when i get back. A chapter test. a test on, like, six sections, each containing fifty things of information!
I realize that i'm probably going to get some time to study... like... two whole days... to look over everything and keep up with whatever is going on.
I also have a Spanish test. Written and oral. Already! I mean it takes us frickin' ten months to go over a new chapter and when i'm out for the review, we frickin' get a frickin' test! and an frickin' oral test! I'm so j.o.-ed (juiced off) I remember blogging about an oral test and i've only had this blog for a week... two weeks, and....
I just about ready to go on an angry rampage. I am glad i'm not Bruce Banner, because my room would be rubble and i would be tearing up trees in the woods.
Okay, it's five minutes later. I watched a music video on my Pod of "i" persuasion and i'm feeling a bit calmer... and right now i'm going through a coughing fit, this may take a minute...
alright, all done. Ever notice how after coughing you almost always have to blow your nose? No? It's just me?
Hmm...
Okay, well i think this is going to be the end of this post... i'm out of things to say... for once in my life. It's still undecided if i have mono or strep or something else... i'm taking three ibuprofen, allergy pills, and this one pill we got after the doctor visit. My mother comes to my room and is all like: okay, time to drug you up.
Haha, oh, i love her.
Alright, this is Unicorn Slayer saying: well, wish me luck on this homework monster i have to tame. (or this homework mountain i have to climb, whatever you like better)
Unicorn Slayer
I think i'm turning into werewolf.
If you pay attention to the recent vampire saga that's slowly (and thankfully) losing its previous buzz; that's slowly falling down from its summit of attention, you would know that werewolves, in human form, have very... warm skin. (I could have said that werewolves are very hot, but i'm sure that you would think that i was referring to a certain Mr. Launter. [I think i spelled that wrong] and if anyone, An.JKIM is obsessed with him. [oh, you know i love you, Anonymous])
I think i'm turning into a werewolf. My skin is very warm, feverish some may say, and i guess it means i'm a werewolf. No other explanation.
Well nothing else makes sense.
What?
You say that i probably just have the flu?
No.
Nope.
Nonsense.
Hogwash.
Blasphemy.
You crazy,
You crazy, man.
Wait, maybe that's why i have a sore throat and a cough and sniffles...
Well, before you feel all smug, i'll let you know that they think i have strep throat or mono, so, ha! Put that in your juice box, smarty pants!
I've been sick since Monday. If you pay attention you'll see that today is Saturday, and if you pay attention again, you'll see that I've been sick for a while.
On Monday i got a tooth removed because it was a baby tooth and it wasn't coming out naturally so they took it by force. It's like the tooth fairy looked at my tooth and was all like: okay, we can do this the easy way with my magical tooth lossener dust, or we can do this the hard way. Most of my teeth picked the easy way because the tooth fairy is just so pretty that they can't say no to her magical tooth lossener dust. This tooth picked the hard way because it just loved to party in my mouth with all my other teeth. My mouth parties are the best. So they took it by force by weakening the surrounding gum with needles that inject numbing crap and then they poked it around until it finally said: okay, okay i give! and then it released it hold and let itself be taken away.
So noble.
I had a sore throat then, but nothing beyond a tickle.
On Tuesday the sore throat was worse and my bloody gum hole was being a jerk too.
Wednesday: I had a fever. 101.7
Thursday: went to the doctor and i had a fever. 101.6
Friday: fever. 102
Today/Saturday: Well it's Saturday, I'm not going to school on a Saturday.
So I missed school all week. My sister brought me my homework yesterday. I was expecting a million books, but all she brought was my Geometry book, my Spanish notebook and my Spanish textbook.
I was expecting these because we can't go a day in those two classes without getting a new worksheet.
Oh yeah, and i have to make a handout for Home Ec. about washing your hands to prevent salmonella and that's going to be easy. (she said hopefully)
I looked over the Spanish worksheets and i don't understand half the words on them. What i do understand is that we're learning food and i laughed out loud when i saw cheese was on there.
If there's one word i know in Spanish, it's cheese. Queso!
I also know it in French and Korean. (i think)
Oh cheese, hats off to you for being the best thing ever.
What is cheese? It's not a condiment, like ketchup, or a dressing, like ranch, or a side, like applesauce.
You can put in a sandwich, on a salad, in your sub, make it a soup, eat in stick form. Hmm, what do you call that?
Anyways, a little off track there talking about the miracle of cheese.
My geometry? Well she ("she" being our teacher) goes over everything during class... like everything that we learn and even things that aren't written down. Even after her talking to us about it, i still have trouble with the work sometimes. So not hearing her go on about triangles and angles for a week and getting all this new stuff i'm supposed to do... well i'm going to frickin' fail. I also have to take a test when i get back. A chapter test. a test on, like, six sections, each containing fifty things of information!
I realize that i'm probably going to get some time to study... like... two whole days... to look over everything and keep up with whatever is going on.
I also have a Spanish test. Written and oral. Already! I mean it takes us frickin' ten months to go over a new chapter and when i'm out for the review, we frickin' get a frickin' test! and an frickin' oral test! I'm so j.o.-ed (juiced off) I remember blogging about an oral test and i've only had this blog for a week... two weeks, and....
I just about ready to go on an angry rampage. I am glad i'm not Bruce Banner, because my room would be rubble and i would be tearing up trees in the woods.
Okay, it's five minutes later. I watched a music video on my Pod of "i" persuasion and i'm feeling a bit calmer... and right now i'm going through a coughing fit, this may take a minute...
alright, all done. Ever notice how after coughing you almost always have to blow your nose? No? It's just me?
Hmm...
Okay, well i think this is going to be the end of this post... i'm out of things to say... for once in my life. It's still undecided if i have mono or strep or something else... i'm taking three ibuprofen, allergy pills, and this one pill we got after the doctor visit. My mother comes to my room and is all like: okay, time to drug you up.
Haha, oh, i love her.
Alright, this is Unicorn Slayer saying: well, wish me luck on this homework monster i have to tame. (or this homework mountain i have to climb, whatever you like better)
Unicorn Slayer
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