GIFs below, if the video is too much.
Ya, I know they're repeated. Entirely on purpose. :D
Video is here:
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
*is dead nau*
Oh my god. I'm speechless. Ohkay, even if you're not a Tokio Hotel fan, you have to see the grinding. And the complete and utter akejraewrj of it.
GIFs below, if the video is too much.
Ya, I know they're repeated. Entirely on purpose. :D
Video is here:
GIFs below, if the video is too much.
Ya, I know they're repeated. Entirely on purpose. :D
Video is here:
Quizzes! I love quizzes.
Ohkayz, this is the product of pure boredom and refusal to do anything useful.
Voila:
[x] Full Name: Anusha (also known as Rani, NuNu, Nush, Coconut, Barbie Doll *rawr*, and that crazy Tokio Hotel obssessed girl)
[x] Birthdate: 10-10-1994
[x] Birthplace: Munich, Germany
[x] Current Location: Redmond, WA
[x] Eye Color: Brown. Mocha/chocolate colored, or so I would like to think.
[x] Hair Color: Black with hints of dark brown or red in the sun.
[x] Righty or Lefty: Right
[x] Zodiac Sign: Libra
[x] Innie or Outtie: Neither. And both.
-----------------DESCRIBE------------------
[x] The Clothes you wore today: Jeans, brown hoodie with crowns all over it, and a gold camisole underneath.
[x] The shoes you wore today: Brown Ballet Flats
[x]Your fears: Someday, I will be abandoned. Or left behind. I need the companionship of others, so to be left alone completely forever.....no.
-----------------WHAT IS------------------
[x] Your most overused phrase: Oh mein gott. Oh dear. Oh my. Hai. Ahhhh.
[x] Your thoughts first waking up: "Good night." or "Shit. I'm not done with ___"
[x] The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Eyes/Hair
[x] Your best physical feature: My eyes.
[x] Your bedtime: 1-2 am
[x] Your most missed memory: Living in London
-----------------YOU PREFER------------------
[x] Pepsi or coke: Neither. Apple Cider.
[x] McDonald's or Burger King: McD. But only for the pies.
[x] Single or group dates: Single
[x] Adidas or Nike: Nike
[x] Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla. Chocolate ice cream is gross and does not at all taste like chocolate, so ewwwww.
[x] Cappuccino or coffee: Ew. Coffee. *hates coffee with a passion*
-------------DO YOU------------------
[x] Smoke: No.
[x] Cuss: Oops.
[x] take a shower everyday: Sometimes twice
[x] Have a crush(es): yes and no. I'm not sure.
[x] Do you think you've been in love?: Is this love? I don't think it can be.
[x] Want to go to college: Yup. NYU bb.
[x] Like high school: For now. Probably not by the end of this quarter.
[x] Want to get married: Yes. Yes. Yes. But who would marry me? *woe*
[x] type fingers on the right keys?: Uhuh. How else could I type fast enough to communicate with everyone at once on IM? Or to finish a paper I procrastinated?
[x] Believe in yourself: When I do, it's to the point of conceitedness.
[x] Get motion sickness: Nope, unless the room is spinning against my will.
[x] Think you're attractive: Sometimes. (hint hint: leads to conceitedness)
[x] Think you're a health freak: Not at all.
[x] Get along with your parents: Part of the time.
[x] Like thunderstorms: Oh, yeah.
[x] Play an instrument: Playing piano. Used to play flute, till I dropped out for want of more sleep.
------------IN THE PAST MONTH DID:/:HAVE YOU--------------
[x] Go to the mall: Yep
[x] Eaten sushi: Yes. Today. Yum.
[x] Been on stage: no
[x] Had sex: You want the truth or a lie?
[x] Been dumped: Well, there has to be someone to be dumped by.
[x] Dumped someone: Or someone to dump.
[x] Masturbated: You don't need to know the answer to this one.
[x] Gone skating: No. I wish I had.
[x] Made homemade cookies: Yep
[x] Dyed your hair: Uhuh. Need to hide these gray hairs somehow. Hehe, nope. Not allowed. I wish though.
[x] Stolen anything: This month? Nein.
-------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------
[x] Flown on a plane: Duh. Moving around from continent to continent requires a plane.
[x] Told a guy/girl that you liked them?: Too shy.
[x] Cried during a Movie? (what movies?): Yes. I can't say. I'll start crying again.
[x] Cried during a song? (what songs?): Yes.
[x] Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: No, I don't drink at all. *waves from minor corner*
[x] Been caught mastrubating?: This would require me to masturbate.
[x] Gotten beaten up?: Not yet.
[x] Been in a fight: Not really
----------------THE FUTURE------------------
[x] Age you hope to be married: get married around 24, be married for sure by 27.
[x] Number of Children: 2. Twins, please.
[x] Descibe your Dream Wedding: Las Vegas. Big. Flashy, but not gaudy. Indian? Maybe. (mum has already started planning food)
[x] How do you want to die?: Overdosed on Heroin at the age of 83. (First time, of course.) Or after sex. (this was the last person's answer, and I'm keeping it)
[x] What do you want to do as a career: Manage a band. Get paid for enjoying myself doing nothing. Act. Sing.
[x] What country would you most like to visit?: Deustchland! Or... I really really wanna go to Antarctica.
-----------------OPPOSITE SEX------------------
[x] Best eye color: Any.
[x] Best hair color: I tend to lean towards black, but any.
[x] Short or long hair: Don't care. Not a buzz though.
[x] Best height: Taller than me. By 4 inches or so.
[x] Best weight: Don't care.
[x] Best date location: N/A *date virgin, sadly*
[x] Best kiss location: On a person? - Right below the collarbone
-----------------NUMBER OF-----------------
[x] Number of people I could trust with my life: None
[x] Number of CDs that I own: Too few.
[x] Number of piercings: Two. I want a tounge piercing as well.
[x] Number of tattoos: 0, but hopefully one by the time I'm 20.
[x] Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: I wouldn't know. I don't read it. None? *sad* I need to do something to gain attention! *is an attentionwhore*
[x] Number of scars on my body: Not as many as on my heart.
[x] Number of things in my past that I regret: Tons
----------------RIGHT NOW------------------
[x] Wearing: Same thing I said earlier
[x] Drinking: Nothing. Have I mentioned I detest milk?
[x] Thinking about: Life. And how pathetic it is.
[x] Listening to: My typing. A bird outside that won't shut up. Murmuring from downstairs.
---------IN THE LAST 24 HRS------------------
[x] Cried: Nope.
[x] Worn jeans: Yes
[x] Met someone new online: Yes
[x] Done laundry: No.
[x] Drove a car: No.
[x] Talked on the phone: Much.
---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------
[x] Yourself: Haven't I answered this one? I'm not sure.
[x] Your friends: No. Not really. My doubts taking over again.
[x] Santa Claus: I only wish.
[x] Destiny/Fate: It's comforting.
[x] God: Yes. Sometimes no.
--------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------
[x] Do you ever wish you had another name?: Sometimes
[x] Who have you known the longest of your friends?: Friends from Atlanta.
[x] Are you close to any family member?: Kind of
[x] When have you cried the most?: When I wanted to die.
[x] What's the best feeling in the world?: That glowing feeling you get when you know people love you and like you, and you feel on top of the world, as cheesy as it sounds. I've had friends tell me I'm physically glowing when that happens. (Last person's answer was "Uhm, I don't want to get graphic.")
[x] Worst Feeling?: Knowing that I disappointed somebody.
[x] What time is it now?: 9:30 pm.
Done. You know way too much bout me now.
Voila:
[x] Full Name: Anusha (also known as Rani, NuNu, Nush, Coconut, Barbie Doll *rawr*, and that crazy Tokio Hotel obssessed girl)
[x] Birthdate: 10-10-1994
[x] Birthplace: Munich, Germany
[x] Current Location: Redmond, WA
[x] Eye Color: Brown. Mocha/chocolate colored, or so I would like to think.
[x] Hair Color: Black with hints of dark brown or red in the sun.
[x] Righty or Lefty: Right
[x] Zodiac Sign: Libra
[x] Innie or Outtie: Neither. And both.
-----------------DESCRIBE------------------
[x] The Clothes you wore today: Jeans, brown hoodie with crowns all over it, and a gold camisole underneath.
[x] The shoes you wore today: Brown Ballet Flats
[x]Your fears: Someday, I will be abandoned. Or left behind. I need the companionship of others, so to be left alone completely forever.....no.
-----------------WHAT IS------------------
[x] Your most overused phrase: Oh mein gott. Oh dear. Oh my. Hai. Ahhhh.
[x] Your thoughts first waking up: "Good night." or "Shit. I'm not done with ___"
[x] The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Eyes/Hair
[x] Your best physical feature: My eyes.
[x] Your bedtime: 1-2 am
[x] Your most missed memory: Living in London
-----------------YOU PREFER------------------
[x] Pepsi or coke: Neither. Apple Cider.
[x] McDonald's or Burger King: McD. But only for the pies.
[x] Single or group dates: Single
[x] Adidas or Nike: Nike
[x] Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla. Chocolate ice cream is gross and does not at all taste like chocolate, so ewwwww.
[x] Cappuccino or coffee: Ew. Coffee. *hates coffee with a passion*
-------------DO YOU------------------
[x] Smoke: No.
[x] Cuss: Oops.
[x] take a shower everyday: Sometimes twice
[x] Have a crush(es): yes and no. I'm not sure.
[x] Do you think you've been in love?: Is this love? I don't think it can be.
[x] Want to go to college: Yup. NYU bb.
[x] Like high school: For now. Probably not by the end of this quarter.
[x] Want to get married: Yes. Yes. Yes. But who would marry me? *woe*
[x] type fingers on the right keys?: Uhuh. How else could I type fast enough to communicate with everyone at once on IM? Or to finish a paper I procrastinated?
[x] Believe in yourself: When I do, it's to the point of conceitedness.
[x] Get motion sickness: Nope, unless the room is spinning against my will.
[x] Think you're attractive: Sometimes. (hint hint: leads to conceitedness)
[x] Think you're a health freak: Not at all.
[x] Get along with your parents: Part of the time.
[x] Like thunderstorms: Oh, yeah.
[x] Play an instrument: Playing piano. Used to play flute, till I dropped out for want of more sleep.
------------IN THE PAST MONTH DID:/:HAVE YOU--------------
[x] Go to the mall: Yep
[x] Eaten sushi: Yes. Today. Yum.
[x] Been on stage: no
[x] Had sex: You want the truth or a lie?
[x] Been dumped: Well, there has to be someone to be dumped by.
[x] Dumped someone: Or someone to dump.
[x] Masturbated: You don't need to know the answer to this one.
[x] Gone skating: No. I wish I had.
[x] Made homemade cookies: Yep
[x] Dyed your hair: Uhuh. Need to hide these gray hairs somehow. Hehe, nope. Not allowed. I wish though.
[x] Stolen anything: This month? Nein.
-------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------
[x] Flown on a plane: Duh. Moving around from continent to continent requires a plane.
[x] Told a guy/girl that you liked them?: Too shy.
[x] Cried during a Movie? (what movies?): Yes. I can't say. I'll start crying again.
[x] Cried during a song? (what songs?): Yes.
[x] Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: No, I don't drink at all. *waves from minor corner*
[x] Been caught mastrubating?: This would require me to masturbate.
[x] Gotten beaten up?: Not yet.
[x] Been in a fight: Not really
----------------THE FUTURE------------------
[x] Age you hope to be married: get married around 24, be married for sure by 27.
[x] Number of Children: 2. Twins, please.
[x] Descibe your Dream Wedding: Las Vegas. Big. Flashy, but not gaudy. Indian? Maybe. (mum has already started planning food)
[x] How do you want to die?: Overdosed on Heroin at the age of 83. (First time, of course.) Or after sex. (this was the last person's answer, and I'm keeping it)
[x] What do you want to do as a career: Manage a band. Get paid for enjoying myself doing nothing. Act. Sing.
[x] What country would you most like to visit?: Deustchland! Or... I really really wanna go to Antarctica.
-----------------OPPOSITE SEX------------------
[x] Best eye color: Any.
[x] Best hair color: I tend to lean towards black, but any.
[x] Short or long hair: Don't care. Not a buzz though.
[x] Best height: Taller than me. By 4 inches or so.
[x] Best weight: Don't care.
[x] Best date location: N/A *date virgin, sadly*
[x] Best kiss location: On a person? - Right below the collarbone
-----------------NUMBER OF-----------------
[x] Number of people I could trust with my life: None
[x] Number of CDs that I own: Too few.
[x] Number of piercings: Two. I want a tounge piercing as well.
[x] Number of tattoos: 0, but hopefully one by the time I'm 20.
[x] Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: I wouldn't know. I don't read it. None? *sad* I need to do something to gain attention! *is an attentionwhore*
[x] Number of scars on my body: Not as many as on my heart.
[x] Number of things in my past that I regret: Tons
----------------RIGHT NOW------------------
[x] Wearing: Same thing I said earlier
[x] Drinking: Nothing. Have I mentioned I detest milk?
[x] Thinking about: Life. And how pathetic it is.
[x] Listening to: My typing. A bird outside that won't shut up. Murmuring from downstairs.
---------IN THE LAST 24 HRS------------------
[x] Cried: Nope.
[x] Worn jeans: Yes
[x] Met someone new online: Yes
[x] Done laundry: No.
[x] Drove a car: No.
[x] Talked on the phone: Much.
---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------
[x] Yourself: Haven't I answered this one? I'm not sure.
[x] Your friends: No. Not really. My doubts taking over again.
[x] Santa Claus: I only wish.
[x] Destiny/Fate: It's comforting.
[x] God: Yes. Sometimes no.
--------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------
[x] Do you ever wish you had another name?: Sometimes
[x] Who have you known the longest of your friends?: Friends from Atlanta.
[x] Are you close to any family member?: Kind of
[x] When have you cried the most?: When I wanted to die.
[x] What's the best feeling in the world?: That glowing feeling you get when you know people love you and like you, and you feel on top of the world, as cheesy as it sounds. I've had friends tell me I'm physically glowing when that happens. (Last person's answer was "Uhm, I don't want to get graphic.")
[x] Worst Feeling?: Knowing that I disappointed somebody.
[x] What time is it now?: 9:30 pm.
Done. You know way too much bout me now.
*Faint*
The first thing I noticed about that picture, was not, sadly, that Bill was down on his knees, staring with a come hither look off into the distance, but that his legs were at a weird angle. That makes me think he's freaky flexible. Which leads to dirty thoughts. That eventually lead back to Bill on his knees with a come hither look.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Ich Bin Crazy.
I'm following my own blog. There has got to be something majorly wrong with that logic.
I want orange juice. And I'm feeling depressive again. Rawr.
Sometimes, I wonder....if life is worth living....
*is not contemplating suicide, so, if you were worried, like you should have been, no need to be, but if you were not, then run*
इम्प्रोम्प्तु पुप्पेट डांस (I have no idea wtf I just typed, even though I'm supposed to be able to read Hindi *fryingpan*)
That was sooo cool. It like changed everything I said to hindi script. I'm using this for my hindi hw after this. Anyways.....now that I've figured out, yes, I'm a genius, how to change it back to Roman script, let's get on with the show.
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First thing, description of my day, cuz it's sooo totally important.
I woke up this morning, dead. Hey, I'd been sleeping for like 15 hours, it was allowed. Went to math. Wrote an essay, and made my hand hurt in History. *woe* No idea wtf we did in LA, I have majorly short term memory. Oh, wait, I knowz. We went to the library. And when I found out that I was going to be the Spartan woman for our skit, and read only the part where it said Spartan women ran around naked in google search......I burst out with, " I'm not running around naked for the class!". So ya. Poor you.
Uhm, sat and listened in Chem. Realized I've lost my Periodic Table, which, shit, reminds me, I need to go print those out.
Lunch. Oh, what I have to say about lunch.
I totally love how we're all dividing ourselves up into cliques. *Not*
I have something against cliques, sorry. I like to be able to float between them all.
Anyways, somehow in a month, I've managed to use up 18 dollars, just buying cookies, and lunch....like 3 times. *fryingpans self*
I passed by that girl, that was wearing a TH shirt yesterday, several times, showcasing my TH shirt. I should have said something yesterday. Now I feel like a stalker.
I had cookies again today, now I officially hate them. Wrong kinda chocolate.
5th period was retarded. I used an irregular verb, because I couldn't think of a regular -er verb, and I conjugated the irregular correctly. Me suck. I can't believe I couldn't think comer.
6th was boring. We sat there. And I'm getting fucking sick of those songs. Cum Sancto Spiritu was fun though. I love new pieces. That are not rounds. Rawr.
7th! Hehe, I decided to wear my TH shirt in Gym, just cuz I love it sooo much.
And we did yoga. Have I mentioned I used to do yoga every single morning....then I stopped? Anyways, so it was easy, but lifting up my leg behind me in "downward dog" was soo awkward, as I was unsure, whether people could see up my shorts. I have weird thoughts.
After school, went to tutorial, and I was browsing the small teeny tiny section of fiction they have at the IHS library, and I found a book, that was quite interesting. Here's the quoted summary....Shit, the book is not in my room. One sec. *disappears*.
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*appears* BACK! You better have missed me.
Ohkay, so quoting from the back of the book, and yes, I did check this book out, simply for the laughs. And because I want to see what happens. And sadly, this made me laugh so hard, I ended up crying. Is it mean, that I want to read it to see if the main character dies?
"When Rohan became the new prince of the Desert, ruler of the kingdom granted his family for as long as the Long Sands spewed fire, he took the crown with two goals in mind. Fist and foremost, he sought to bring permanent pecae to his world of divided princedomes, realms hovering always on the brink of war. And, in a land where dragon-slaying was a proof of manhood, Rohan was the sole champion of the dragons, fighting desperately to preserve the last remaining lords of the sky and with them a secret which might be the salvation of his people.....
Sioned, who was fated by Fire to be Rohan's bride, had mastered the magic of sunlight and moonglow, catching hints of a yet to be formed pattern which could irrecovably affect the destinies of Sunrunners and oridinary mortals alike. Yet caught in the machinations of the Lady of Goddess Keepp, and of Prince Rohan and his sworn enermy, the treacherously cunning High Prince, could Sioned alter this cruical pattern to protect her lord from the menace of a war that threatened to set the land ablaze?"
So....someone tell me, who's Sioned? *evil*
Hehe, and I came home.....read the book for a while, simply cuz I read fantasy a lot, but haven't been doing so since school started and it was pissing me off, cuz I missed reading it instead of realistic fiction, no matter how much I love reading about dramatic rape cases that make my head spin......(will introduce this book later). But now I feel sorry, for Rohan...the book one. *Does not want book one to die*
Ohhh, then I went to dance class.
And I was....amazing. *this never happens*
I danced well! Like wow, I didn't know I could dance so well!
And, during the expression part, apparently, I got the mesmerized by a guy part perfect. Finally. Makes you wonder what exactly I was thinking about at that moment, that made it work? :D
So yes, now I'm at home, chatting with friends about butts, someone and their ahem, fryingpanning friends for being overly perverted.
Example:
Them: "It's hotter if Tom's hands are holding the guitar."
Me: "Even better if he's humping it?"
Them: " He should be humping me."
Oh dear. Anyways, let's go back to innocent virginal me.
Now that you've been through my day, and I'm surprised if you've lasted this far, because I've been typing for over an hour, though, I've been interrupted tons... *glares*
Thoughts time:
Mitch knows bout this one.
Is it kidnapping if one knows about it beforehand and is not entirely reluctant? Example would be, me being abducted from somewhere and being dragged off to homecoming? Puzzling.
Why is it that Sappho's poetry was considered so amazing, that she was on scale with Homer? Here's an example. Translated, but still.....
"Although they are
only breath, words
which I command
are immortal "
- Sappho
So yes, wow. I'm totally amazed. *rolls eyes*
I'm listening to NeverShoutNever atm, Lovers Love, Liars Lie is playing......I like the tune.
Sorriez, Zingy, MCR cd still has not graced my ears with it's golden notes.
Oh, I was pissed at Tokio Hotel's management today. But it seems minor now. Just me getting mad about them scheduling yet another thing in Cali, just a signing, but they're going out of their way to do a signing in an area where they've had 5 concerts at least total, and who knows how many signings already, 3 of those concerts and most of those signings being just two months ago.
*shutting up now* I already screamed about it.
Oh shit. It just hit me, that if they're going to have a signing in Phoenix this Saturday, they must either already be here, or already packing....
It's a totally different feeling to realize that they're in the same timezone as you, when you're used to staying up till 5 am to get news of their concerts, live.
Ahhhh, topic change, but I'm so freaking excited about Super Wednesday. I love having no school, but still socializing there. I'm weird that way.
Almost done, I promise, this is getting wayy too long. But I was wondering if one could become anorexic without realizing it. I've been eating less and less, without realizing it...and it took getting nauseous yesterday, and Zingy joking about telling my parents I'm anorexic to realize how much less I've been eating. So yes, ate a lot more today. Ohkayz, done now.
Luffoo all, simply for getting thru that, I don't think I could have done it.
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First thing, description of my day, cuz it's sooo totally important.
I woke up this morning, dead. Hey, I'd been sleeping for like 15 hours, it was allowed. Went to math. Wrote an essay, and made my hand hurt in History. *woe* No idea wtf we did in LA, I have majorly short term memory. Oh, wait, I knowz. We went to the library. And when I found out that I was going to be the Spartan woman for our skit, and read only the part where it said Spartan women ran around naked in google search......I burst out with, " I'm not running around naked for the class!". So ya. Poor you.
Uhm, sat and listened in Chem. Realized I've lost my Periodic Table, which, shit, reminds me, I need to go print those out.
Lunch. Oh, what I have to say about lunch.
I totally love how we're all dividing ourselves up into cliques. *Not*
I have something against cliques, sorry. I like to be able to float between them all.
Anyways, somehow in a month, I've managed to use up 18 dollars, just buying cookies, and lunch....like 3 times. *fryingpans self*
I passed by that girl, that was wearing a TH shirt yesterday, several times, showcasing my TH shirt. I should have said something yesterday. Now I feel like a stalker.
I had cookies again today, now I officially hate them. Wrong kinda chocolate.
5th period was retarded. I used an irregular verb, because I couldn't think of a regular -er verb, and I conjugated the irregular correctly. Me suck. I can't believe I couldn't think comer.
6th was boring. We sat there. And I'm getting fucking sick of those songs. Cum Sancto Spiritu was fun though. I love new pieces. That are not rounds. Rawr.
7th! Hehe, I decided to wear my TH shirt in Gym, just cuz I love it sooo much.
And we did yoga. Have I mentioned I used to do yoga every single morning....then I stopped? Anyways, so it was easy, but lifting up my leg behind me in "downward dog" was soo awkward, as I was unsure, whether people could see up my shorts. I have weird thoughts.
After school, went to tutorial, and I was browsing the small teeny tiny section of fiction they have at the IHS library, and I found a book, that was quite interesting. Here's the quoted summary....Shit, the book is not in my room. One sec. *disappears*.
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*appears* BACK! You better have missed me.
Ohkay, so quoting from the back of the book, and yes, I did check this book out, simply for the laughs. And because I want to see what happens. And sadly, this made me laugh so hard, I ended up crying. Is it mean, that I want to read it to see if the main character dies?
"When Rohan became the new prince of the Desert, ruler of the kingdom granted his family for as long as the Long Sands spewed fire, he took the crown with two goals in mind. Fist and foremost, he sought to bring permanent pecae to his world of divided princedomes, realms hovering always on the brink of war. And, in a land where dragon-slaying was a proof of manhood, Rohan was the sole champion of the dragons, fighting desperately to preserve the last remaining lords of the sky and with them a secret which might be the salvation of his people.....
Sioned, who was fated by Fire to be Rohan's bride, had mastered the magic of sunlight and moonglow, catching hints of a yet to be formed pattern which could irrecovably affect the destinies of Sunrunners and oridinary mortals alike. Yet caught in the machinations of the Lady of Goddess Keepp, and of Prince Rohan and his sworn enermy, the treacherously cunning High Prince, could Sioned alter this cruical pattern to protect her lord from the menace of a war that threatened to set the land ablaze?"
So....someone tell me, who's Sioned? *evil*
Hehe, and I came home.....read the book for a while, simply cuz I read fantasy a lot, but haven't been doing so since school started and it was pissing me off, cuz I missed reading it instead of realistic fiction, no matter how much I love reading about dramatic rape cases that make my head spin......(will introduce this book later). But now I feel sorry, for Rohan...the book one. *Does not want book one to die*
Ohhh, then I went to dance class.
And I was....amazing. *this never happens*
I danced well! Like wow, I didn't know I could dance so well!
And, during the expression part, apparently, I got the mesmerized by a guy part perfect. Finally. Makes you wonder what exactly I was thinking about at that moment, that made it work? :D
So yes, now I'm at home, chatting with friends about butts, someone and their ahem, fryingpanning friends for being overly perverted.
Example:
Them: "It's hotter if Tom's hands are holding the guitar."
Me: "Even better if he's humping it?"
Them: " He should be humping me."
Oh dear. Anyways, let's go back to innocent virginal me.
Now that you've been through my day, and I'm surprised if you've lasted this far, because I've been typing for over an hour, though, I've been interrupted tons... *glares*
Thoughts time:
Mitch knows bout this one.
Is it kidnapping if one knows about it beforehand and is not entirely reluctant? Example would be, me being abducted from somewhere and being dragged off to homecoming? Puzzling.
Why is it that Sappho's poetry was considered so amazing, that she was on scale with Homer? Here's an example. Translated, but still.....
"Although they are
only breath, words
which I command
are immortal "
- Sappho
So yes, wow. I'm totally amazed. *rolls eyes*
I'm listening to NeverShoutNever atm, Lovers Love, Liars Lie is playing......I like the tune.
Sorriez, Zingy, MCR cd still has not graced my ears with it's golden notes.
Oh, I was pissed at Tokio Hotel's management today. But it seems minor now. Just me getting mad about them scheduling yet another thing in Cali, just a signing, but they're going out of their way to do a signing in an area where they've had 5 concerts at least total, and who knows how many signings already, 3 of those concerts and most of those signings being just two months ago.
*shutting up now* I already screamed about it.
Oh shit. It just hit me, that if they're going to have a signing in Phoenix this Saturday, they must either already be here, or already packing....
It's a totally different feeling to realize that they're in the same timezone as you, when you're used to staying up till 5 am to get news of their concerts, live.
Ahhhh, topic change, but I'm so freaking excited about Super Wednesday. I love having no school, but still socializing there. I'm weird that way.
Almost done, I promise, this is getting wayy too long. But I was wondering if one could become anorexic without realizing it. I've been eating less and less, without realizing it...and it took getting nauseous yesterday, and Zingy joking about telling my parents I'm anorexic to realize how much less I've been eating. So yes, ate a lot more today. Ohkayz, done now.
Luffoo all, simply for getting thru that, I don't think I could have done it.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Hai
Theme:
You may ask why the theme of this blog is so puppet-like?
One of the reasons is that I have this concept of each and every one of us being a marionette, bound to the strings of destiny, dancing on the stage of life, eternally. Whoa. That was deep. And the second reason is just cuz it sounds cool. Ish. And I just sounded like Fiorillo. *hides*
Purpose of this blog?
Place to rant. To talk. A way to pass time when boredom kicks in (often).
I have many other blogs too. And I've always abandoned them after the first three four posts.
I shall attempt not to do that with this one. Let's hope it works.
Things to be warned about:
I have a bit of a "Me" complex, which makes sense, cuz I know myself best, but it gets annoying after a certain point, so when that happens, I tend to be more than slightly narcissistic. Going, "I think...." "I was wondering" "I wish...." and so on.
I talk about Tokio Hotel a lot. They're my latest phase/obsession and the longest one to date since 5th grade. I know too much about them, but I love them atm, and that's all that matters. They're kinda...half my life. The other half is the part I live in. And there's a little bit, outside of those halves, (impossible theoretically, I know), that is my id. You know, the part of you, according to psychology, where all your base instincts, and stuff comes from? Well, I like to think of it more, as the part of me that's the same as everyone else. Somewhat like a shared conscience. Oh dear, this is getting offtopic, but that reminds me of something else to warn about.
I say certain phrases way too much. For example:
"Oh Dear"
"Hmm."
"Haha"
"Meh"
"Bleh"
and so on. They evolve over time into other phrases of course, but yes.
Last thing to be warned about. I think I'm a bit bi-polar. But, if I start sounding depressed, half of that is probably that I'm lonely and want some attention or that I've had a horrible day. I will tend to be either extremely bubbly, and overflowing, which will lead to....interesting posts, or I shall be somewhat academic sounding, like this.
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And, now, my intro post ends.
*end*
You may ask why the theme of this blog is so puppet-like?
One of the reasons is that I have this concept of each and every one of us being a marionette, bound to the strings of destiny, dancing on the stage of life, eternally. Whoa. That was deep. And the second reason is just cuz it sounds cool. Ish. And I just sounded like Fiorillo. *hides*
Purpose of this blog?
Place to rant. To talk. A way to pass time when boredom kicks in (often).
I have many other blogs too. And I've always abandoned them after the first three four posts.
I shall attempt not to do that with this one. Let's hope it works.
Things to be warned about:
I have a bit of a "Me" complex, which makes sense, cuz I know myself best, but it gets annoying after a certain point, so when that happens, I tend to be more than slightly narcissistic. Going, "I think...." "I was wondering" "I wish...." and so on.
I talk about Tokio Hotel a lot. They're my latest phase/obsession and the longest one to date since 5th grade. I know too much about them, but I love them atm, and that's all that matters. They're kinda...half my life. The other half is the part I live in. And there's a little bit, outside of those halves, (impossible theoretically, I know), that is my id. You know, the part of you, according to psychology, where all your base instincts, and stuff comes from? Well, I like to think of it more, as the part of me that's the same as everyone else. Somewhat like a shared conscience. Oh dear, this is getting offtopic, but that reminds me of something else to warn about.
I say certain phrases way too much. For example:
"Oh Dear"
"Hmm."
"Haha"
"Meh"
"Bleh"
and so on. They evolve over time into other phrases of course, but yes.
Last thing to be warned about. I think I'm a bit bi-polar. But, if I start sounding depressed, half of that is probably that I'm lonely and want some attention or that I've had a horrible day. I will tend to be either extremely bubbly, and overflowing, which will lead to....interesting posts, or I shall be somewhat academic sounding, like this.
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And, now, my intro post ends.
*end*
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