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(no subject) [Dec. 14th, 2006|07:18 pm]
[Current Mood | thoughtful]

Ack, sorry, sorry. I haven't updated in forever~. But what is there to update? I'm doing good. I can't ramble over and over again about things I've already said before, no? But hurrah, there is something new:

I'm thinking when I turn 15, of going to boarding school, for my highschool years. Before then, I'll study and try to get equal or past my peers, and then apply to a few boarding schools. If my parents still dont manage to get that business they want to start (an air conditioning thing, since that type of business will be bringing in some good money), then I'll try for a scholarship. Boarding school will look damn good on my college aplication, for sure. Assuming I can get into a good one, not one for troubled teens.

I found once in Illinois, even though I really want to go to a foreign boarding school. Illinois would releive some stress my parents may have if I do get excepted, 'cause we have a lot of family members there just in case.

But, if I do decide to go that route comes 2007, I'm going to study my ass off, and look into a summer school or a tutor. Homeschooling is nice, but I have my heart set for a boarding school for some reason. The idea of it kind of makes me feel more steady, compared to public school, private school, and homeschooling. I'll have to talk it over with my parents, though, but I have a feeling there wont be too many objections, it'll mostly be the distance and money that'll be the issue.

Oh by the way to my LJ friends, I might not post for awhile, 'cause I don't have much to say. So you could say my journal is on hiatus until I become moody and stressed again. Sorry. :( I'll try to comment the best I can, but I tend to forget when I'm not going on LJ to update my journal.
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(no subject) [Nov. 26th, 2006|11:02 pm]
[Current Mood | great]
[Current Music |Iceman - Shining Collection]

Why hello thar, my loves.

Long holiday week, and shizzle, no? I wish I could've posted sooner, but I either didn't have the recourses, or I had nothing to say. I'm boring like that, I suppose. Uh recap of the thanksgiving day... stuffed myself silly, watched TV, and all and all, I gained 1 pound. Well, actually I kind of gained some weight since halloween. Like.. I'm 195. Damn my non-multi-tasking motivation. Right now my motivation is going towards schooling.

I 'unno, though. I kind of don't mind my weight anymore. It's like, yeah it's there, I don't have a super sexy body, but it's okay, I'll live. It's been like that since I turned 13. Weird. But I am trying to be 'healthier', I've gotten into the habit of dancing in my bedroom when my parents are gone, and I know I won't be interupted. (There's something extremely awkward about your parents walking into your room while you're getting your groove on to some super sqeaky happy j-pop music. Maybe it's just me.)

Mmm, what else is semi-interesting..? Oh! I've been playing Final Fantasy X in my free time. I'm like just about to beat him, seriously. No cheats (well, okay, I do admit I DO have an item cheat, not an equipment cheat, but just an item cheat when I got annoyed that I didn't have enough ability spheres), but my characters are pimped out, due to my obsessive leveling. All the characters except for Rikku and Wakka have their grids filled. I've spent a total of 25 hours on that game, and I'm happy I got it for my birthday.

Next to Final Fantasy X, I've been reading, and actually reading about how to write. It's a really good book, too, and I have drastically improved my writing, and I've only read two chapters. I hope to some day maybe write a fanfiction for fanfiction.net, or start up a personal site. It's good to have some goals. :3
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(no subject) [Nov. 15th, 2006|06:21 pm]
[Current Mood | happy]
[Current Music |melody. - believe me]

13.

I'm 13. One three. 10 03.

13 years ago, I forced my mom to get a C-section. And afterwards made her go outside in shorts in the cold.

We went to the mall today. The bigger mall, with more shops. I had 50 dollars to spend, and I only spent 27. I bought medium sized hoop earings (since I have a hard time keeping earing for longer then 3 months, I should keep there for atleast 6), a small soft eeyore plushie, and this kick ass black and neon green jacket. I'll take pictures when my rechargable batteries are well.. charged. :3

Something I noticed about that mall was.. all the shirts seem to be medium sized, and "fitted". I had a hard time finding shirts in my sized in the female section, and the male section seems to becoming plain, so I can't go over to the guys side and find a very cool design t-shirt that I can find in the female section. Sucks, because I do not have the body for a "fitted" shirt. Maybe in the future I will.

On another note, why do people in the mall that work there pressure you so much? 'Specially makeup cart things will be like "Hey can I show you something?" and they'll slowly pressure you into buying something you dont want, so you must lie to them and say you're busy or they'll keep harassing you. On our way to the end of the mall, we stopped at the place where we bought my jacket, and this one lady just ugh. First while we were browsing, she bothered us 3 times to let us know she's here, and what her name is incase we needed her. Okay whatever. After we payed, she kind of asked me if I wanted to buy this bracelette thing that would use the funds towards breast cancer. But she did it in a way that I had to lie to her and say "I don't have much money, sorry". There's something about asking someone if they want to do something like that, and would benifit people who need the help more then you do that makes you feel like a bad person afterwards. You know?

Overall, it was a great trip to the mall for my first day being 13.

Tonight, we're having icecream cake (Mint chocolate chip, and chocolate cake from baskin robins), and salmon with rice and corn on the side.

Yarr. <3 Today rocked. I rock. Whoo~.
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(no subject) [Nov. 10th, 2006|01:51 pm]
[Current Mood | Unhappy with Alex]
[Current Music |Tommy February6 - Lonely in Gorgeous]

I've finally made peace with myself. Well.. sort of.

Yesterday, I was tired, but I was satisfied. I felt so.. mellow. And it's been awhile since I had that feeling, so I rewarded myself with one of those nice hot long baths before I went to bed. While I waited for the water to warm up, I stared at myself in the mirror and actually complimented myself.
"You are a sensitive, pretty, young women."
Maybe it's no big deal to you, but it takes a lot for me to compliment myself. I still saw my flaws, but I knew I was working on them. Like, I confronted my mom about schooling, I've started eating healthy and working out, my speaking ability is going up because I'm speaking more, and I'm less of a bitch, I started to be more sensitive and nice. Everything was great, everything felt great. I felt great.

Then, after the bath just before bed, Alex and I (I was sleeping out in the living room, since apparently my parents still "do it"), he told me that my ass was big, and I was fat. So I said "Yeah, I know I'm fat, but my ass will remain big because I've got a natural bubble but, no matter how much I work out and no matter how thin I get, I'm still going to have a bubble butt!" And it was true, my ass has been big since I was born, even when I was thin, I still had a big ass. It's just my genetics, and he didn't believe that one bit. He started calling me fat and saying hurtful things about my weight, when finally I exploded and told him to back off, because what he was saying was hurtful, and I have sensitive feelings and he knows I'm sensitive about my weight, and I really don't need to hear my family calling me fat because I'll well aware of my fat-ness.
"Get over yourself" he said.
Man, I cried all night.. well, the entire time my matress was out in the living room. Mom and dad finally came out of their room at 3, and I moved my bed back. So I cried for two hours straight.

It's really bad, though. I've told him numerous of times to stop calling me fat, and I've even tried to shoot the same stuff back at him. (Because he is just as fat as me, and recently, he weight more then me, too.) Nothing works. He picks on everyone's weight, he insults everyone, and he's an insensitive jerk that won't listen to anyone, and I'm just sick of him. I'm tired of defending him everytime someone picks on him, and then be picked on by him. I'm not his bitch, he's not allowed to pick on me, and he will never be allowed to pick on me! That's just not how I "roll".
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(no subject) [Nov. 1st, 2006|09:05 pm]
[Current Mood | stressed]

Journal, sweet sweet Livejournal. Oh how I see you in my dreams, wishing to annoy you with my pointless bitching of agony and despair! But have no fear my love, I am here, and my super duper agony despair bitchy party train is here~!

Mikel fixed the computer, finally, but in the process everything on my side.. Alex's side.. and even his side, and the other drives was like totally owned on accident, and now we have a fresh clean computer. I suppose that's great, but now, I get to download all of my Sims 2 crap, and music all over again! Nearly 5 months worth of downloading.. Dammit.

Sooo, anyway~~...

Halloween was rather good, despite no costume, and no trick or treating. I stayed home with my parents Halloween night.. We had pizza for dinner (Di Giorno garlic bread pizza, cheese and pepperoni), and munched on candy while we watched Sleepy Hollow. Good movie, by the way, Depp was great in it. Great looking that is, fo'rizzle. ;D Naw, he was great, that movie was great. It was a great night. We only had 3 trick or treaters, can you believe that?! And they were all in one small group. Alex went out trick or treating by himself and got very little. It was kind of expected, though. Their are little to no children here, mostly college kids, and old adults. More candy for us!

Well, it's finally November 1st... 14 more days, and I'll be 13. The official number of being a pre-teen. Go me. I don't know why I feel so depressed though, I mean, I'm getting older, I should be happier, right? Soon enough I'll be able to get a job, live life to the fullest as a young adult, gain some responsibilities. But I'm not happy. I don't want to age quiet yet. Is it perhaps I have some things that really need to be taken care of, but are still dangling in the air? I know schooling is an ongoing problem, as is my weight, and both are equally as hard. I wish I could fix them before I turn 13. I just want to be able to say when I get older "Yeah, being 13 was flippin' awesome. I mean, 12 wasn't so great.. 11 or 10 aren't great either, but 13 was my prime year, and I miss it." Maybe.. maybe in 14 days I can fix all my problems, or start to.

Ooh I know that'll never happen, but I suppose it doesn't hurt to make effort.. right?
Easier said then done, I'll say.

But you know, there is two things I have been making effort at, and getting better/good at. Reading, and drawing. My drawing has improved drastically, and my reading is super speedy now. If I can make effort to improve on those things, maybe I may have a little hope to make number 13 the best year yet.
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(no subject) [Oct. 28th, 2006|09:18 pm]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |sifow - LOVE & PEACE]

I think I'm getting fat.

Actually, that's an understatement. I'm already fat, but I'm getting fatter. I can tell by how much I've been eating lately, and the fact that I went from 183ish to 187 again. So, I've went to the apartment's fitness center yesterday, I like that feeling where you feel all airy and shizzle after working out, and your all stinky and tired, that's good. Though, I don't know why I bother working out, I'm never dedicated enough to actually lose a lot of weight, and I know I'm never going to be skinny in my life. But, I can't help but miss seeing my toes by just looking down. If only I had bigger feet, then I wouldn't have to lose weight, because everyone would be distracted by my enormous feet, and the fact that my belly looks itty bitty compared to my feet.

No no, cross that, my toes are ugly, if my feet were to get bigger, my toes would get bigger. It's bad enough with the medium toes I have now, imagine having godzilla toes. -shudder- Moving on..

Alex has been bothering me lately. I have noticed that everytime he talks it's to just hear his obnoxious voice of his. He swears, he talks about things that he knows doe not interest us, and insults people. He was as far as to call my mom fat and ugly! That upsets me very much, because of all people, he should know how my mom is sensitive about that stuff. I don't know why, though. She looks fine by me, she's on the heavier side, but I can't imagine her any other way, and I like the way she is. Back to Alex.. I know I'm supposed to ignore him, and realize he's just a teenage boy with a teenage boy mind.. but I just want to give that teenage boy a big ol' kick in the ass.

Now for something completely different.

I went to the library today, and I've been glued on a graphic novel, Mars. I love the series, it's so exciting, and no matter how many times I read the series, it's still exciting and wounderful! I also got a bunch of other books, 12 total, so, hopefully these will last longer then 4 days, and the weekend will be occupied.
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(no subject) [Oct. 22nd, 2006|04:47 pm]
[Current Mood | moody]
[Current Music |Miyavi - Ashita Genki ni Naare]

I feel so scrambled today. I can't make a true description on how I feel, and everything seems so strained.
Sundays suck. If I had to choose between Monday and Sunday on which one sucks more, I'd say Sunday. Some would say because of church, others would say because its the end of the weekend, I would say because it's just an aggravating day. It's on the weekend, so I have to scrape up whatever time I can get my hands on for the computer, and there's nothing on TV. Well, actually, at 7 there's a rerun of "America's Next Top Model" and on fox there's family guy, but other then that, nothin'.

The only good thing that's happened to me is I'm just about to finish "Dairy Queen", and Mom's home all day today. Of course, we haven't talked about school, because today is agrivating as it is, I don't need to take my frustrations out on her, so we're just chillin'. It's nice to have her home for once, it seems like we only get to see her before she goes to work, before she goes to bed, and sometime inbetween on the weekends. But for once.. she's home.. all day. Well, almost, she and I are going to walmart to get some more teabags when Alex comes home, and then we're going over to Marilyn's for some good ol' fashion cable TV and internet access.

Why does my day look absolutely grand when I type it, but when I'm experiencing it, it sucks? I don't think I even have the right to complain about Sunday, seeing as some people dont have a place to live, something to eat, and I don't think a form of entertainment on a Sunday like this one would be their top priority either. Someone, please, beat me with a stick or something. Thank you. <3
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(no subject) [Oct. 20th, 2006|02:37 pm]
[Current Mood | insane]
[Current Music |Pucchi Moni - Chokotto Love]

How-on-earth-do-you-plan-a-lesson-with-my-family?!

My mom gave us a task; to help her make a lesson plan that works for us, and I'm having a hard time with it. It's mostly just the time skeduale shizzle. Alex babysits every now and then, mom works, even works overtime...dad...you know what? I'm not going to even bother with him, because if mom's not home, he's not home. I'm getting so frustrated! I've got absolutely nothing done, I can't get anything done because no one has the time or patients to sit down and try to plan anymore! GRRRR!

I'm making everything way too complicated today. x_x Deep breaths. Hoo Haa Hoo Haa~.

I finished my book today, that wasn't so complicated. Good ending, I'm satisfied. I should ask my mom to go buy me it. There are very few books I will say I want to buy, because if it's in the library, I can get it anytime I want for free, but "You don't know me" is worth the 20 bucks. :3 You go buy it too! It's great. One more book to read, "Dairy Queen", and then I'm going to drag my ass up to the library to get some more books. I actually found a bunch of books on Amazon.com that I would like to get from the library. Not sure which library I want to go to, the small one, or the big you better know what you're looking for or you'll never find anything library. I'm just afraid that the big library will lead me to nowhere, and I'll find nothing and I'll have nothing to read, and I'm afraid that the small one may not have the books I'm looking for.

Is it really possible to be afraid of something that silly? Not finding a book in a library? I'm going insane. >.<;;
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(no subject) [Oct. 17th, 2006|12:30 pm]
[Current Mood | Brain Dead]
[Current Music |TaTu - Malchik Gay (English)]

I had a blood test today, for those who don't know yet, I have this weird ass problem with my period, where it goes for months and stops for a day or two and continues. I was extremely anemic, close to having a blood fusion, and was forced to get multiple blood tests and take a bizzilion iron pills a day. I'm still anemic, and my period has stopped recently (gone for two whole weeks, huzzah), but now my gyno wanted more bloodtests to figure out why my period does what it does, and why birth control pills do *absolutely* nothing. They had to fill up like 6 test tubes, and I usaully don't watch blood being taken, but for some odd reason, I decided to watch, and is very disgruntling. D: It's not so much the needle being put in, it's the blood being drawn, you can see it, and just.. ugh. Never watch, never ever ever ever.

Hm. I seem to have nothing to say. See! I warned you about this! I am uninteresting, and uneventful! But, you didn't believe me! Why did you not believe me?! It's sad to say I don't even have anything to ramble about. No thoughts or anything. I'm brain dead! ;o; But.. if I were brain dead, would that make me a zombie? A zombie would be cool, because, the only thing I would have to do all day is walk around saying brains; no education needed! That'd be flipping sweet, and I wouldn't need a job, because if I wanted something I could just take what I want and eat someone's brains if they got in my way. Why do zombies eat brains anyway? Now that I think about it, it doesn't make sense.. is it because they're trying to regain something they no longer have? Do brains taste good? If brains tasted good, we'd know about it right? Because other animals have brains, but I suppose it doesn't taste good because we never eat them, and we're animals too, so our brains proably don't taste good at all. And if there were zombies, would they even be capible of tasting, seeing as they'd be living dead, and dead things don't taste. As far as I'm concered, that is.

How did talking about not being capible of rambling turn into a rambling about zombies..?

Oh I'm so confused.
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(no subject) [Oct. 16th, 2006|11:53 am]
[Current Mood | bitchy]
[Current Music |Utada Hikaru - Traveling]

Ack. A long weekend it has been.

Saturday, my mom's friend/co-worker was working on Saturday, and couldn't leave her 10 year-old daughter home alone, so, she ended up coming over to our apartment. Her name is JJ, she's nice, rather quiet, but nice, and likes video games. Luckily for me Alex had to babysit at someone else's house, otherwise I proably would have not spent anytime with her, seeing as Alex is the gamer and I'm well.. not. In the morning we did very little, I watched her play a game, and she wanted to watch a movie, so we ended up watching Harry Potter and the goblet of fire, and found other things to do in the meantime before my mom took us to the library. Skipping to the library part..

I found 3 books I wanted to read! And I'm very satisfied that I do have something to read. I finished my first book, Red is for Rememberence (part of a series I've been reading), and I'm very satisfied with it. In the previous book of the series, we thought the author killed someone off, turns out haha, no that's not it. She ended up ending Red is for Rememberence is a really good way, which leaves me.. unsatisfied? Half of me was hoping for a tragic ending, the other half enjoyed the ending I got. Ah well, good book, I'll have to get my mom to actually buy the book, incase I want to re-read the series. My second book is the one I'm reading right now, You don't know me by David Klass. The book, so far, is really witty, I'll proably finish it soon and move onto my third book. My third book is Dairy Queen by Catherine Gilbert Murdock. Don't know much about it, but I saw it at half price books a few weeks ago, and liked the cover, but didn't read too much of the first part of the book to know if I'd want to buy it or not, so I'm happy that the library managed to buy it instead, so I don't have to waste money on a possible unsatisfying book. ^o^

After the library, my mom dropped us off at gamestop, and she went to Sally's to get more hair dye. I never knew how many games I actually wanted. Perhaps if I were to get games that interested me instead of playing the games the boys bought that they got, then maybe I would be more interested in video games then I am right now with what I have. I should look into buying a game or two I want with my *possible* birthday money. JJ ended up getting some new mech. pencils at Staples,which we stopped by after gamestop, and then we went back to gamestop, and my mom helped her pay for a Zelda game she wanted badly. Man, my mom's cool sometimes..

Now, lets skip to Sunday, when JJ leaves, and with my parents to work on a car that's located at JJ's house. (I think it was mom's friend/co-worker's ex-girlfriend's car which they were being payed to work on; that's what they said.) So, during the day, it was just Mikel, Alex, and I. Sounds like the average Sunday to me. And as the average weekend is, we got no time in Mikel's room to play the gamecube or the computer. Apparently we couldn't play the computer because we got the blue screen of death, and a virus or two, and like 3k worth of spyware on our computer. And suprisingly, a virus came from my side, and I'm the one who doesn't go looking at porno sites! Gah. So, something that would take a full hour to take for someone like Mikel, ended up taking the entire day because Mikel didn't want to fix it, despite it being his computer and such. "It's my day off, leave me alone!" he said. >.> I don't even know if he did fix it or not. I think he didn't fix it right away yesterday because he didn't want us in his room (the same room he claimed to be the family room since there was game systems and a computer in his room). Pain in the ass, we spent the entire day being bored. I ended up finishing my first book that day, though...

Let's skip to 8:00PM. My parents had promised to make fried chicken and told us not to eat anything until they came home. Nothing, the weren't home at 8:00PM, and we have no phone to remind them. Luckily Jen, Mikel's girlfriend, had a cellphone she let us borrow. The finally came home at 9:00PM, I scolded Mom, and waited for dinner to be ready. We didn't eat until 10:30PM. >.<;; I'm really getting sick of Mom telling me something, and not doing it, and/or being late about it. Maybe it's a little selfish of me, but I'm looking out for myself right now, and my mom isn't looking out for herself or her children. It's always what dad wants. If dad wants her over at her friend's house while he paints and doesn't even get to talk to her, she'll go over there. It's like she's a trained slave, and he's the master. This really can't go on anymore. She told me she wanted to continue schooling, and find what works for us instead of just giving up, but if she keeps acting like a trained slave, then how will that work out for us? It's sad to say dad's fighting for her attention as much as we are, and winning. You'd think parents would put their children, and paying attention to them, as their first priority, eh?

I'm super whiney after the weekend...
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(no subject) [Oct. 13th, 2006|10:42 am]
[Current Mood | good]
[Current Music |Morning Musume - Sexy Boy ~Soyo kaze ni Yorisoutte~]

I keep having this weird daydream.. I come back from walking my dogs, and I start to walk on the sidewalk and stop in between the two apartment doors across frome eachother. One of them is mine, and one of them is not, and they're both open and pitch black.. perhaps I'm trying to tell myself something? If that is the case, I'm doing a bad job of it because all it's doing to me is making me paranoid and freaked out everytime I imagine that happening. And I never go through a door either, it's like, I stand their in the middle not knowing which door leads to my home, but I don't want to take a chance and try to figure it out. It doesn't make any sense, it really doesn't.

Also, Mikel took the gamecube back into his room. Alex just took the gamecube out of the room. It's sad to say that we can't really keep the gamecube out of Mikel's room, becuase he DID buy it, and get all the free games, including Wario, from a buddy for only 60 bucks. So, if we play by the court-style justice, Mikel would win. I don't know why Alex even bothers to take it out, he realizes he can't win either. >.< He's silly!

Today, is a good day though. Alex has gone to baby sit from 10:30AM to.. sometime later, Mikel's at his job, and Mom went to work, and dad went to get my blood work slip, and go to court for his driving ticket. So, it's just me and the Goliath. I'm sitting the computer chair, making an LJ entry, and illegally downloading Morning Musume singles. (Can't blame me, I'd totally buy their album, but I don't have a steady income, and when I do, I get no more then a few quaters or a dollar bill a week.) It's peaceful, but almost gloomy, I'm thinking of opening the window shades, seeing as it's chilly in here.. maybe the sun will warm this place up.


Right-o. I shalt continue my ramblings tommarow... or on Monday, depending on how bitchy Mikel is.
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(no subject) [Oct. 12th, 2006|01:03 pm]
[Current Mood | Busy/Tired]
[Current Music |Koharu Kusumi - Balalaika]

Y halo tharrr~.

I've figured out I absolutley hate Thursdays. It's not Friday, it's not in the middle of the week, it's not the beggining of the week, then what is it? It's Thursday, and I hate it. D; Perhaps it's because it's suddenly turn very..cold and gloomy outside. I don't mind gloomy at times, but, today, it just ain't working for me. Some sun would be really nice. Not too sunny, because I like the cold weather, it's a good change compared to 90-103 degrees everyday.

So anyway, Mikel's sick. Mikel is bad without being sick. I mean, how bossier can he get, ya? Well, when he's sick it's like Dad when Dad forgets to take his sunshine pill every morning. I've prepared myself for hell for the next few days.. for as long as he keeps throwing up. Though, the good thing is he'll be throwing up and he'll only be able to say things in between throwing up. ^3^ Wait.. if he's throwing up.. he went to work.. why? I hope it's just food poisoning (Can you catch food poisoning, 'cause I'm not sure anymore..), otherwise other people will catch it, and if other people can catch it, that means I can too. Ick, throwing up wouldn't be fun. But, if he did get food poisoning, he's the fool for not remembering the first time he got food poisoning from the waffle house. Yarr. Even if he is sick, or even if he's not, we're moving the gamecube out of his room, it's bad enough we're deprived of our computer time (yes, yes, we're spoiled, hush) but to deprive us of our WarioWare party game? That's just wrong. >:O

Mom says on Saturday we're going to go to the library and finally pay off those fines. That means, I can finally go to the library and check out a new book! Life will be so much better with a good book. I don't understand why that is, but it, well, is. Maybe because reading is a stress reliever and takes you away from the area around you. Movies, music, artwork, nothing does the same as a good book. Good books are magical, they really are. And speaking of good books, mom has been reading in the unassigned chapters of the "unoffical guide to homeschooling" that I gave her for an assignment not to long ago. (See other post.) I kind of feel like taking that book away from her. It's already killed her ambition to homeschool, why let her kill what's left of her ambition to teach in general? Terrible book, it is. Nay, terrible book to give her to read right now. She's really too overstressed, I'm starting to worry about her. I just wish dad would get a steady job and bring in some steady cash so she wouldn't feel so wobbly and stressed, and just ugh. It's really none of my business, but you can't help but notice it and realize how helpless you are; you can't control anything around you, the most you can do is just sit and watch. That feeling sucks, it really does...

I think that gloomy weather is getting to me, I need to take a chill pill, and start on some of my need-to-do-list, which consists of doing the dishes, straightening the bathroom, straightening the kitchen, and preparing for our meeting on Saturday. Can't sell something without comparing it to another thing, and digging up some dirt on the other thing to help sell. Well, actually you can sell without that, but uh.. Erm. It helps. Karma's gonna come after me with a machete for even mentioning that it helps because someone might think "oh hey, that's a good idea!" and like get murdered or something for finding stuff out about their enemy that they shouldn't have done. (See politics  for details.) Well, the mention of Karma coming after me with a machete has actually brightened my spirits, and I'm not being sarcastic! :D

Well, I'm off to check some things off of my to-do list! -pat pat- Toodles love.
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(no subject) [Oct. 11th, 2006|03:03 pm]
[Current Location |Mikel's Room]
[Current Mood | Thoughtful, Flirty, and Calm]

Hello my journal, love. I decided I am madly in love with you, and want to continue a steady relationship, assuming you want to. <3 Oh yes you do, do not deny you love me too. I'm your evil villain, and you're my fluffy white cat. We belong together, fo'shizzle. ;D

...Anyway, on with the entry!

Mom came home from work.. rather depressed. I assume it was because of me, I gave her an assignment on homeschooling skeduales. I think I killed her ambition to homeschool. I tend to kill ambitions. Bah! She talked about next year, when we move, checking out the public schools there. Later that night, I couldn't stop thinking about it. If there was one thing I did not want to do, it was going back to public school... So, on saturday, aroud noon, I have planned a homeschool meeting. I want to make mom get back that ambition to homeschool. I want to sell her the idea of homeschooling. I have two things to do just that!

Number one, talk about possibly getting Dad into homeschooling. My mom goes over to her friend's house, where dad is painting for her, and hangs out there because dad wants her to be there, despite the fact she ends up hanging out with her friend, rather then my dad. So, if he's homeschooling, he can spend time with mom and us, and yet take stress off of mom seeing as they'd both be doing it, and they'd both be working together to make homeschooling worth for their skeduales. Plus, Dad is better at math, history, and science then mom is, and he's really creative with the way he teaches. He'd be a great teacher. Number two would be for us to go ahead with our next assignment; join a local, or semi-local homeschooling group. Mom can discuss her problem with other people who may have had similar problems, or may be able to give better advice then I could ever do, and Alex and I can regain our social life back. That'd be hitting two birds with one stone, would it not? ;3

I think my plan will work, but I'll just have to wait until Saturday at noonish... On a brighter note though, I made brownies today. They're okay, not the best of the best, and could use chocolate chips, but for me and a box thing, they're good enough for my family.

That's about it, my little fluffy white cat. Until we meet again, I will think of you! D:< <3<3<3
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(no subject) [Oct. 11th, 2006|10:15 am]
[Current Location |Infront of Computer desk located in Mikel's room.]
[Current Mood | Thoughtful/Tired]

So I'm sitting in front of my computer screen, looking through google sites, and affiliates of graphic sites, hoping to find a tutorial on how to make my blog interesting; that's when I realized, haha, I'm not interesting! Of course you can't just *make* something interesting, you've got to be interesting, and I'm well, not. Which leads me to think who would read my blog in the first place? Why would they care? And, then, suddenly a thought hit me like.. like.. a brick! Yeah, a brick! Though, if it had really hit me like a brick, I would be in serious pain right now, and have a possible concussion, and seeing how there is no one here, I'd fall into a long coma for the rest of my mind....

Wait, wait. Off topic.. Now, what was the thought that hit me like a brick..

I..I think it hit hard enough that I have forgotten. But to the point of my previous none sense paragraph. I'll try my best to make my blog more interesting then any of the other blogs you stalkers read! Which brings me to my next point.. Do I even have stalkers? That would be pretty cool. No.. no wait, it would totally not be not cool despite me getting attention from someone I do not know! Stalking is wrong! Wrong, wrong, wrong! If you're stalking, stop now before it's too late!

..But, I would like to give a shout out to all my stalkers out there...YoYo, what up dawgs? B) Get krunk!

I would fill you in with all the details of my everyday life, and pointless thoughts, but, it just doesn't seem right yet. You know? Like a journal is a relationship, and this was our first date. I don't know if I should call you yet, or you should call me. Because, I might decide tomorrow that we didn't have a very good connection, and I'd rather we just stay acquaintances. You know?

I think the date went well.. so.. this would be the part where you walk me up to the doorstep, and I say "Well, call me" and you'll be like "Yeah, for sure." and give me one of those hand jestures people haven't used since the fonze was still youthful and very popular all across America. (Not saying he still isn't, but kids these days don't appreciate the coolness of the Fonze.)

Right well.. Call me.
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