Haven't posted in a while, eh?
Probably the biggest this I got this year was...
A COMPUTER!!!
Ohemgee DAD GOT ME A NEW COMPY.
Ohemgee ohemgee elohelzorz!
We got it up and running today, I'm using it right now.
Well isn't that special?
XD
Some more cwool crap was...
A two-volume The Best of Billy Joel CD... Whooteh!
And a two-CD-one-DVD set of Dane Cook!
-drools-
I'm in heaven.
12.26.2006
12.15.2006
O_o -pantpant-
Note to self: Do not try to walk Hooch and Iris at the same time alone.
It is nigh on impossible, and will end up sending one face-first into the pavement.
It almost did me.
I'm surprised my ankles stayed un-twisted, since I had on these huge honkin' clogs.
Yeah. We putted around Sherwood's (local elementary school) track for a bit and came back home. I wasn't interested in staying too long.
Meh, not muct to report, other than that I am about to spaz right out of my skin every time I check a calender.
IT'S THE FRIGGIN' FIFTEENTH!!!
H-O-L-Y H-E-L-L . . . !!
Okay, I'm done.
FIFTEENTH!!
It is nigh on impossible, and will end up sending one face-first into the pavement.
It almost did me.
I'm surprised my ankles stayed un-twisted, since I had on these huge honkin' clogs.
Yeah. We putted around Sherwood's (local elementary school) track for a bit and came back home. I wasn't interested in staying too long.
Meh, not muct to report, other than that I am about to spaz right out of my skin every time I check a calender.
IT'S THE FRIGGIN' FIFTEENTH!!!
H-O-L-Y H-E-L-L . . . !!
Okay, I'm done.
FIFTEENTH!!
12.11.2006
-Maniacal grin-
Okay, it's time for a story. I can never get tired of telling this.
It was getting on in the competition season for marching band, so Ms. Davis, our -coff- beloved -coff- band director sceduled an extra-long practice.
(Nah, Ms. Davis is cool. I was just being silly)
It began at 9 am, I dun remember when it was supposed to end since we got out early, between 1 pm and 2 pm. Yeah, waay early.
So it was our lunch break, right? Several of us had scarfed down our lunches within 10 to 20 minutes, so we had the rest of an hour to kill. Oh boy, high school students with free time in the school grounds with no supervision, this is a recipe for disaster.
We were sitting in the back of the auditorium, since the bulk of us eat lunch in the lobby of the auditorium or sitting on the stage. So, there were about six or seven of us, and someone said "I wonder what it'd be like to sled down that hill?" He was referring to the incline between the back and front row of seats. This was the point where I got involved. Yes, I had a part in it. Aren't you impressed?
I went into the lobby, looked around, and spotted one of those big trashcans sitting on a rolling platform. Oho yes, this is where it gets interesting. I drag it back to the auditoruim and let the others go to town, since beyond providing the instrument I wasn't inclined to particpate. Smart of me.
First they take the can off the platform, and a few people take turns rolling down the slope sitting and/or lying on it. Oh, it gets worse. Obviously most everyone ends up falling off, or getting dislodged in some way, shape, or form, which is to be expected.
Then someone got the bright idea to... oh, this is the fun part. They take the bag out of the trashcan and put the now empty can back into its platform. You know what comes next, somebody gets in. He's given a hearty shove and sent rolling down the slope, grinning like an idiot. About halfway down something snags a chair leg, and the whole shabang tips over. Everyone had been tittering since he got into the can, but now it became full-blown laughter, and I mean it. Everyone was cracking up, laughing fit to burst.
Okay, here's where we need to pause so I can describe the layout of the auditorium.
After the front row of seats there is an empty walking space, then there's a low-set platform up against the stage. At this point a desk and some boxes and textbooks were on the platform, probably from drama club.
So, now our resident maniacal senior, Preston, steps up to the plate. Oh, this is the best part.
He gets into the can, he's so lanky his legs tucked against his chest are deforming the sides of the plastic trashcan. Then someone grabs the rim of the can, and runs with it. He lets go about halfway down, and stands there grinning. Preston in his trashcan carreens down the rest of the aisle, rotating so that by the time he gets to the platform he's facing the far wall. Then the can smashes into the platform, overbalances, and sends the can with Preston inside crashing into the desk. The laughter has picked back up by now.
I was giggling myself, but a thought in the back of my mind said, Holy shit if Preston is hurt we're all in so much shit!! Holy shit!!
But soon enough Preston climbs out of the overturned can, stands up, throws his arms over his head and whoops. Phew!
Someone fishes under the platfrom and retrieves the rolling thing for the can and lugs it back up. Oh, the desk, it had been parallel to the edge of the platform, but now it's at a 45 degree angle. Poor desk, Preston's head must've hit it hard...
The story doesn't end here!!
Preston, believe it or now, did it again.
The blockhead.
The second time was much like the first, but half the band had been corralled to come watch this time.
When he hit the platform the second time he stayed down for longer, someone jogged down to make sure he was all right. It turns out he was just dazed from the impact and was fine.
He's agreed to do it yet a third time if we can get a camera and film it to send to America's Funniest Home Videos.
It was getting on in the competition season for marching band, so Ms. Davis, our -coff- beloved -coff- band director sceduled an extra-long practice.
(Nah, Ms. Davis is cool. I was just being silly)
It began at 9 am, I dun remember when it was supposed to end since we got out early, between 1 pm and 2 pm. Yeah, waay early.
So it was our lunch break, right? Several of us had scarfed down our lunches within 10 to 20 minutes, so we had the rest of an hour to kill. Oh boy, high school students with free time in the school grounds with no supervision, this is a recipe for disaster.
We were sitting in the back of the auditorium, since the bulk of us eat lunch in the lobby of the auditorium or sitting on the stage. So, there were about six or seven of us, and someone said "I wonder what it'd be like to sled down that hill?" He was referring to the incline between the back and front row of seats. This was the point where I got involved. Yes, I had a part in it. Aren't you impressed?
I went into the lobby, looked around, and spotted one of those big trashcans sitting on a rolling platform. Oho yes, this is where it gets interesting. I drag it back to the auditoruim and let the others go to town, since beyond providing the instrument I wasn't inclined to particpate. Smart of me.
First they take the can off the platform, and a few people take turns rolling down the slope sitting and/or lying on it. Oh, it gets worse. Obviously most everyone ends up falling off, or getting dislodged in some way, shape, or form, which is to be expected.
Then someone got the bright idea to... oh, this is the fun part. They take the bag out of the trashcan and put the now empty can back into its platform. You know what comes next, somebody gets in. He's given a hearty shove and sent rolling down the slope, grinning like an idiot. About halfway down something snags a chair leg, and the whole shabang tips over. Everyone had been tittering since he got into the can, but now it became full-blown laughter, and I mean it. Everyone was cracking up, laughing fit to burst.
Okay, here's where we need to pause so I can describe the layout of the auditorium.
After the front row of seats there is an empty walking space, then there's a low-set platform up against the stage. At this point a desk and some boxes and textbooks were on the platform, probably from drama club.
So, now our resident maniacal senior, Preston, steps up to the plate. Oh, this is the best part.
He gets into the can, he's so lanky his legs tucked against his chest are deforming the sides of the plastic trashcan. Then someone grabs the rim of the can, and runs with it. He lets go about halfway down, and stands there grinning. Preston in his trashcan carreens down the rest of the aisle, rotating so that by the time he gets to the platform he's facing the far wall. Then the can smashes into the platform, overbalances, and sends the can with Preston inside crashing into the desk. The laughter has picked back up by now.
I was giggling myself, but a thought in the back of my mind said, Holy shit if Preston is hurt we're all in so much shit!! Holy shit!!
But soon enough Preston climbs out of the overturned can, stands up, throws his arms over his head and whoops. Phew!
Someone fishes under the platfrom and retrieves the rolling thing for the can and lugs it back up. Oh, the desk, it had been parallel to the edge of the platform, but now it's at a 45 degree angle. Poor desk, Preston's head must've hit it hard...
The story doesn't end here!!
Preston, believe it or now, did it again.
The blockhead.
The second time was much like the first, but half the band had been corralled to come watch this time.
When he hit the platform the second time he stayed down for longer, someone jogged down to make sure he was all right. It turns out he was just dazed from the impact and was fine.
He's agreed to do it yet a third time if we can get a camera and film it to send to America's Funniest Home Videos.
12.10.2006
XD
I recently finished reading the bonus story in a side-plot of the FMA (Fullmetal Alchemist) manga I'm addicted to. It's a prose story, actually pretty cool.
Anyhow, the side story was titled "The Phantom of Warehouse 13" and it's absolutely hilarious.
Even if you don't know much, or anything, about the Fulletal Alchemist series "The Phantom of Warehouse 13" is still funny.
It has to do with a group of officers serving in Eastern HQ where Ed and Al (the main characters in the manga) are based, Col. Roy Mustang, 2nd Lieutenants Heymans Breda and Jean Havoc, Warrant Officer Falman, and Master Sergeant Kane Fuery. 1st Lieutenant Hawkeye, Captain in the story, even makes an appearance, as does her dog, Hayate I think she named the pup.
I won't say any more in case Kate wants to read it. Trust me, it's a hoot.
And now for something completely different...!
Has anyone heard the song Pianoman played by Billy Joel and not gotten caught in a wave of nostalgia? I have, and I can't understand how someone couldn't. I'm not completely sure what does it, but it gives me that almost-but-not-quite-unpleasant feeling.
I just had to say that, it's one of those things that'll bug you until you write it down or say it.
Anyhow, the side story was titled "The Phantom of Warehouse 13" and it's absolutely hilarious.
Even if you don't know much, or anything, about the Fulletal Alchemist series "The Phantom of Warehouse 13" is still funny.
It has to do with a group of officers serving in Eastern HQ where Ed and Al (the main characters in the manga) are based, Col. Roy Mustang, 2nd Lieutenants Heymans Breda and Jean Havoc, Warrant Officer Falman, and Master Sergeant Kane Fuery. 1st Lieutenant Hawkeye, Captain in the story, even makes an appearance, as does her dog, Hayate I think she named the pup.
I won't say any more in case Kate wants to read it. Trust me, it's a hoot.
And now for something completely different...!
Has anyone heard the song Pianoman played by Billy Joel and not gotten caught in a wave of nostalgia? I have, and I can't understand how someone couldn't. I'm not completely sure what does it, but it gives me that almost-but-not-quite-unpleasant feeling.
I just had to say that, it's one of those things that'll bug you until you write it down or say it.
12.09.2006
Bah!
It seems that now is the calm before the storm.
It was surprisingly not busy today at Carolina Place when Mom and I went to get some Christmas stuff done, it was relatively painless considering the season.
Bwaah, I got the coolest pair of pants at Hot Topic! -glee-
I also got a few new DRoP (Dragonriders of Pern) books. -squeeeee-
And more manga to read now! -grin-
Wow, today was very productive and not quite as irksome as predicted! This is a miracle.
It was surprisingly not busy today at Carolina Place when Mom and I went to get some Christmas stuff done, it was relatively painless considering the season.
Bwaah, I got the coolest pair of pants at Hot Topic! -glee-
I also got a few new DRoP (Dragonriders of Pern) books. -squeeeee-
And more manga to read now! -grin-
Wow, today was very productive and not quite as irksome as predicted! This is a miracle.
12.08.2006
^_^;;
¬_¬
Oy.
Do you know how old my school is?
Pretty damn old.
Old enough to have asbestos sealed into the ceiling and walls.
As if that wasn't enough...
Today during second period there was a gas leak on lower B Hall in the main building.
My group was supposed to film our skit for Spanish, I even agreed to bring my wooden sword...
But we didn't get a chance to.
Am I using too many breaks? Oh well. I don't care.
At least I could carry the sword around and prod people with it. -grin-
(Only during lunch and before class started, you understand.)
Oy.
Do you know how old my school is?
Pretty damn old.
Old enough to have asbestos sealed into the ceiling and walls.
As if that wasn't enough...
Today during second period there was a gas leak on lower B Hall in the main building.
My group was supposed to film our skit for Spanish, I even agreed to bring my wooden sword...
But we didn't get a chance to.
Am I using too many breaks? Oh well. I don't care.
At least I could carry the sword around and prod people with it. -grin-
(Only during lunch and before class started, you understand.)
12.05.2006
Hmm...
It just now occurred to me that I haven't updated the blog since, well, last month.
It's the Christmas season, the neighbors are going all out in their decorations.
Thankfully the moving reindeer one of them has stopped moving. That thing wierds me out when it moves...
The tree is up and decorated, the stockings are hung, the decorations are up, the M&Ms are minty... and it isn't even a full week into December. What's wrong with this picture?!
Gaah. Is it just me, or is the Christmas season slowly moving up the calender?
It isn't me. No, it isn't me.
'Tis the season... of commercialism!
'Tis the season to spend all your hard-earned money on extravagant gifts and charities, and stress yourself out over who-gets-what and visit-the-relatives and show-off-my-decorations.
'Tis the season that it slowly but surely turning the facade of a relaxing sit by the fire with family inside out and tearing it to shreds.
Or is it just me?
It's the Christmas season, the neighbors are going all out in their decorations.
Thankfully the moving reindeer one of them has stopped moving. That thing wierds me out when it moves...
The tree is up and decorated, the stockings are hung, the decorations are up, the M&Ms are minty... and it isn't even a full week into December. What's wrong with this picture?!
Gaah. Is it just me, or is the Christmas season slowly moving up the calender?
It isn't me. No, it isn't me.
'Tis the season... of commercialism!
'Tis the season to spend all your hard-earned money on extravagant gifts and charities, and stress yourself out over who-gets-what and visit-the-relatives and show-off-my-decorations.
'Tis the season that it slowly but surely turning the facade of a relaxing sit by the fire with family inside out and tearing it to shreds.
Or is it just me?
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