So You Think You Know Me...

Holy Fucking Shit.

2006-07-20T00:02:00.000-05:00

I just want to go outside and scream!!

GWAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHZJMSLIJ :*UH: LJIrie;hti loysdh vwkrl tjo;esihirg!!!!!

I completely re-fucking-did my blog! New everything!!!

GOD DAMN i'm tired!

I forgot how *blech* coding for hours on end makes you feel right away, but how awesome it feels 10 minutes later when your done.

Well, it IS 10 minutes later, but I am definately NOT done. I understand that you guys are just aching to find out what's goin on in my noggin....but you're going to have to wait a couple of hours.

Because it's Midnight.

And i'm tired.

And at this current moment, I'm proud of my blog.

And DON'T worry! I'm not going to forget to update! I've got a story written down. I just gotta type it up. It'll be up. All will be well...and the like.

Yeah...

MUCH LUV as ALWAYSSSZZSSZZSSZZZSSS!!!!!
Romi Leigh

Blah...trying to get back in the habit.

2005-10-11T13:15:00.000-05:00

Guy: Renair you're rather serious, but a chick
magnet all the way. You aren't shy, but think
you're in control. You're the captain of almost
any sports team you can think of, and dream of
becoming president somday. We'll see...
Girl: Iley You have a rather queenly name. You
quiet and shy, but when it comes to you're
opions you BLARE them out!You like to be the one in charge, even though u
hate making big desicions.

Book I suggest you reading: 'Gone with the Wind,'

Movie I suggest you watching: 'Master and Commander'

What name is right for you! detailed answers, and pics!!

Due to inmaturity

2005-10-10T08:55:00.000-05:00

your a dark magic user! you are pure evil, and hate
all things except for darkness. you are very
skeptical of people, and probably in the past
you have been hurt. when you trust, you trust
deeply and with all your heart.

what would you be in a fantasy world? (amazing pics!)
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Well, screw you all.

2005-09-04T19:55:00.000-05:00

Alright. So due to recent abuses of the "anonymous" comment ability, it has now been removed. Frankly, i'm annoyed and slightly sickened with the fact that someone spammed my blog using my comment system. It's rude, unnecessary, and complete bullshit. I'm sorry to all who do not have a blogger account and did comment on my blog, but I'm afraid I won't stand for this again. But please, keep reading. I'm going to try and update more often. [sigh] I can't believe I have to do this. It's INSANE!

Much Luv, my friends

Update for the Heck of it!

2005-09-01T22:35:00.000-05:00

YEAH Doc! That's what I thought! X-P

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

You are Sirius Black.

Image (c) Katrina Young aka Rohanelf, all
rights reserved.
They are not to be stolen, altered, or sold without
my full written permission.
Anyone who disregards the copyright laws WILL face
immediate legal action, as well as the delight
of meeting me on their doorstep
with my sword to rip their guts out and use them as
a necklace.

You are brave, loyal, reckless and cynical. Your
best quality however is just how much affection
you are capable of feeling. You have a big
heart and are brutally protective of those who
you hold in it. You're good at spouting bits of
personal philosophy, but are terribly at living
up to them. You have double standards. Not a
bad thing though, everyone has double standards
wether they'll admit it or not. You have a
terrible temper, if someone's bugging you for
whatever reason; they're going to know about
it! And you'll make sure they won't forget it
either. You never know when to quit, it's
funny, but sometimes it goes way too far.
You're very bright, resourceful and cunning but
a total troublemaker to the end... playing
pranks on people is one of the biggest things
you live for in life, and you are proud to be a
delinquent. Consequence is not a word in your
vocabulary, you leap before you look and you'll
deal with what happens as a result when it
comes.

Don't change! Some people might not like you
because of your confidence, or opinions, but
who wants them as friends if they can't be
bothered to get to know you before they pass
judgement anyway? Try to do the same for others
though, you do have a bad habit of judging book
by their covers, but on most occasion are quite
happy to be proved wrong. Just try to get to
know people before you decide what kind of
person they are.

:.*.: Who are you in Rohanelf's Destined Tragedy? :.*.:
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[sigh]

2005-08-13T11:24:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm in both show choir's now! [sigh] of course Ms. Sheehy made a minor flub in costume picking, but that'll get sorted out eventually. Eventually meaning after the first performance. X.x But w/e. Not that big of a deal. Well, i'm sure some of you have realized this, but just one choir is comepletly time consuming, but now i'm in 2, and i'm in a band who's going to Florida this fall, and I have a job. So, i'm just going to forwarn everyone right now. These, "In ten minutes, we're going [somewhere] to do [something], you wanna tag along?" things are going to be stopped with me right now. I'm working now and it's making me feel bad telling you guys no. And I get the feeling that you guys are going to start getting frustrated with me because i'm going to ask for more hours and it's going to be like this until Thanksgiving. I need the money to go to Florida with the marching band really bad, so if you're planning a party or something (and a party with a reason like a birthday, not just a "hey we're getting together" party), you gotta tell me in advance, by like 2 weeks at least. Thats the minimum for asking off at McD's, and if you could tell me earlier that would be spec-flippin-tacular. I'm sorry if this seems really bad-guyish to you guys, but I be needing the money very much and when school hits i'm going to have to organize around that and Show Choir, and it's going to be a bitch, so you guys would be so fabulous if you could just bare with me until then. It's going to be really jam packed, and mom's only helping a tiny bit with the cost, so my life's gonna be Show Choir, Work, and Flag for quite a while. I love you guys, but I hope you understand. Please keep talking online though. That would be awesome to the nth.

Much Luv, and I hope to talk to you soon
Romi Leigh

Hell Week and a Half

2005-08-03T21:20:00.000-05:00

Alright, so it's Hell Week in show choir. For all of you illiterate people, that's the week of dance workshops where all of the drama begins and is set to a high boil. This week had gone pretty well. It was hard to think of how it could go wrong if we had an awesome show like we did.

1) Welcome To The Night--a Latin Swing peice
2) Ballroom Blitz--I'm sure you've all heard this before
3) Ballad....which he has not picked yet....
4) Kelly Clarkson's "Since You've Been Gone" (all girls) and "Can't Get No Satisfation" (all guys)
5) Little Less Conversation/Rubberneckin'--Medley

There was pretty good communication between Choreographer and Choir too, and all was peachy keen for the most part....well other than a lot of aches and pains in the mornings, but those aren't the 'grapher's falt.

As you may have guess, all was peachy until tonight. (Why else would I be writing?) We were so excited about the fact that we were actually dancing to what would be the show favorite, Ballroom Blitz, that we wouldn't stop talking. This apparently frustrated Brent to the point where he just walked out. Not unannounced though, keep that in mind. He made this huge show of walking out, talking in circles on how he was tired and just didn't want to deal. Well, news flash for ya "buddy": the show choir pays you a hefty check for you to "deal." And if you don't have the capability to "deal," even for a show choir that you "love so much," then I don't know how you survived being a choreographer for so long. I really don't. I mean, if our talking that we were doing right then was so intense for you that you couldn't handle it, I'd like to know how you survived that 79 person show choir camp that you were practically bragging to us about without popping your cork.

So, he walked out. That was a shocker, as I said. So after DR stated that he was "disappointed" we ran the show about 2 or 3 times putting a rough finish on what we knew just to show him that we worked the next day when he came back. ::sigh:: Understandable, and necessary I know. But there was high tension because of the spread shock of him walking out and the inevitable lecture to come from DR. So we started arguing. Finally we finished and DR told us to sit down. "Well, here it comes," I thought, "No use in putting it off anymore."

So we sat. And he asked what had happened.

....

We all just sat there for a few seconds because we had thought it was a little obvious and that Brent had explained himself very well. But that's a typical DR-ism so whatever. (It was either that or DR was making sure that we undestood too, but it was probably a mixture of both. Which was necessary to establish and a backbone to most "life lessons") Someone explained that we were too excited for our own good, and DR said that it was good that we had energy, but just channel it. He also said that we need to give Brent more proper credit where it's due (Which it is in most cases. Once again, I'm not disagreeing) because of how he's more used to working with couple dancing and for patience when he has to work with the 7 girls in the choir which didn't have guy partners. (At this point I know my eyes narrowed looking back on it.) He knew he could have had an even guy/girl ratio in his choir, but "as a teacher and a musical educator, I could not find it in myself to cut those 7 girls which were so immensly close in talent from an opportunity like this. I mean, think about it people. If I had done that, 7 of these girls would be here right now. Would you want that? Talk to me." (Looking back now here too, I think I clenched a little here and my face got really cold.) Haley raised her hand and said that she'd rather be here in the choir without a guy partner instead of not being here at all, and several murmurs from the choir agreed with her. (Here I think I smirked. I don't remember exactly what I did because my reactions in all of these side comments are reactions to thoughts passing through my head. I'll tell you those in a sec.) Well all of these reactions must have been noticed and noted by DR because he then asked me what I thought of all this.

Being caught off guard I simply said, "Nothing."
"Nothing at all?" he asked.
"Nothing important anyway."

The way he put me on the spot like that just after half of the choir just openly agreed with the way he did things this year and was just asking for me to completely slash what he did to pieces, made me feel extremely uncomfortable. The fact that I was scared of him and the fact that he had that power over me was frustrating at that point to say the least, but that's that. Here's what I thought of what has happened.

DR said that it was good that we had energy, but just channel it. He also said that we need to give Brent more proper credit where it's due because of how he's more used to working with couple dancing and for patience when he has to work with the 7 girls in the choir which didn't have guy partners. But as a teacher and a musical educator, he could not find it in himself to cut those 7 girls which were so immensly close in talent from an opportunity like this. If he had done that, 7 of these girls would be here right now.

Brent would not have that problem if DR had just done things like he was supposed to. He was supposed to take in 7 girls, NOT 14!! If he finds it that difficult to take relationships with the girls aside, not worry about their feelings and be a coach, NOT a teacher and cut them, then he can't handle being a conductor. He treats Class Act like his own little extra-curricular activity to which he can do whatever he pleases and what happens when we go to competitions does not matter because all Class Act is a learning experience. He treats it like that and we lose. Coincidence? I think not. Also, in not cutting as many as he was supposed to, be made it that much harder on the girls which did not make it in. Not making a solid 7 group is a lot easier to take than not making into a stretched 14 group. It makes the girls wonder, was I that bad? If he stretched it to 14...well why not 15? What was so wrong with ME? I know about a girl (no names) who has actually had to go to a counselsor because of the fact that she didn't make it. Nice job on not hurting anyone's feelings, DR.

Also in taking in those 7 girls, he has affected all credibility of the junior girls that were accepted into the choir. Not the sophomores, because they are prodigies on their own (::rolls eyes::) but 7 of the 11 juniors were technically not supposed to be there. Now even the girls that made it in are questioning their own talent and credibility. "Am I one of the 7 that isn't supposed to be here?" My god, I can only imagine what's going through the seniors minds. Some of them wouldn't have an evil thought in their mind, but the others...

But those were my thoughts at that time. Let's just say that in front of the choir. I'd be fucking CRUCIFIED! So I said what I did. My mom had been there the entire time, and Ive spoken to my mom of this before and we'd discussed, so when I made eye contact with her, she basically signaled for me to calm down and pay attention. I shook my head in disbelief and did. After some more talk of additional practices and such, and made a beeline for the door. Mom grabbed me and said, first to calm down and keep smiling, and that she had to grab something from DR. I put on a pretty fake smile, but believable enough and we went up there.

DR confronted me again! This time just him, me, and my mother, but he still had power over me so I stood by my story of "nothing." But he pushed. And pushed. For what seemed like forever. So I finally broke down and said what I thought, worded much more sweetly and almost completely sugar-coated. I said that in this current scenario of show choir, he is not a teacher but a coach and he should be able to cut girls, regardless of how close they were, because it was his job. Then I said I didn't say that in front of everyone else because I had realized that I was probably one of the 7 seven that would have gotten cut. (Which is not true. Honestly, half of me thinks I would have made it in either way, but the other half realizes that I was as fair game as anyone else who tried out.)

He laughed his DR-like little chuckle (which is going to grow to annoy me, I know) And said, "Well, I just hope you understand because all of the girls that I accepted were eligable and that it wouldn't have been right to deny them the right to show choir when they each were just as ready as the next to be in it."

Here I delicately as I could (and i'm not being sarcastic. DR is definately a sensitive one) Holmen's show choir and how every single one of the Varsity choir is in their JV choir, so all of them are eligable, but the 15 people which are in the Varsity are just that tiny bit more, and that's why they win, even with only a 1/3 size of most choirs. I don't recall him having a comeback for the that...and my Mom actually almost got into the converstation she told me later, but thought twice. But we made a quick retreat and got home.

And after that I took my supper into the computer room and wrote this. I'm sorry to submit you all to this...but I just had to say it. And if this get's back to DR...I don't know what i'll do, so don't. I don't think there's much he can do because these are my opinions on my private site so he can't technically do anything about it, but that won't stop him I'm sure, so I'm asking all who read this to not let this get back to him. At all. If you feel like commenting though and telling me your opinion, that would be most highly, highly, HIGHLY appreciated though.

Much Luv I guess.

No...Way...

2005-07-26T01:56:00.000-05:00

So...Just got back from some badass bowling with Doc, Tim and the gang.

Emphasis on BAD (I got pwned by absolutely everyone)but still. Highlight of the night (other than the awesome handling of the ball by everyone. 4 Stray balls OUTSIDE the lanes I believe. Correct me if i'm wrong.) was the ride home.

Of course me and Justin got into a psycho Debbie segway. Can't say i'm surprised because we are both St. James graduates, him moreso than me, and we both have pent up frustrations with the place. I kinda felt bad about the fact that Doc was sitting in the backseat letting all of it slide over his buzz-cut head, but I think it made his night when I said that Debbie thought I was corrupt. ("Dude, if she thinks you're corrupt, what does that make me?" "Satan.")

And then we got on the topic of Anna. Justin told me something that will make my night. No,my week. No! My year! Anna, Debbie's precious daughter, is a party hopper. Apparently Justin was skipping conformation lessons to go to a party, and he saw her there tipping them back. He actually helped her out with a Captain Morgan. When he told me that...it made me feel so...almost proud of myself. Part of me was saying "Go Anna! Sock it to the Mom!" The other half of me was saying "Damnit Anna, what were you thinking? I wish I could have been there to help you say no." Of course, that supposed wish, I admit, was in part (but not completely) due to making myself feel strong in front of her. That made me feel kind of bad, because I wasn't completely surprised by the fact that she went the polar opposite route that her mother set for her. Actually, I'd have been a little more surprised if she went with her mom. She's just not like that. That much I do know about her, after all these years.

Then I got to thinking about it...and it dawned on me. I think I am the only one who made it out of the Catholic school system clean, sober, and still a virgin. And because I went out early and didn't continue to Catholic High School, my mom was looked down upon. It makes me laugh, and stand a little straighter, realizing that because I was given the choice and the ablility to go the wrong way that I was able to go the right. Ironic, but fulfilling.

Much Luv everyone!

Guidelines for Evil Empresses...

2005-07-09T17:45:00.000-05:00

This is just a list of rules to follow if one would ever become an Evil Empress trying to take over the world and such. Soon to come: Guidelines for Evil Henchmen!

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Beauty is fleeting, power is vulnerable. I will not risk the latter for the former. I will not fret over the comparative beauty of the Hero's True Love or any Beautiful Yet Innocent kinfolk. They may be attractive enough, as peasant wenches or quivering maidens go; but I am The Evil Empress, and there is no comparison.

I will use my magic mirror for spying on my enemies rather than for vain attempts at preserving my position as fairest in the land.

I will not bed the Hunky Hero before my plan is executed, unless having him believe I am carrying his child gives me a decisive advantage.

While seduction has its place in my arsenal, I realize that "evil" and "skanky" are not mutually inclusive. Royal Dressmakers unable to realize this fact will be flayed alive in the presence of their replacements.

I will wear flats, or better yet, running shoes when executing crucial plans.

My slinky sorceress' robe will have a chain mail foundation garment, at minimum.

I will not be put off by the Hero's rebuffs of my sexual advances. If he doesn't succumb, I won't fly into a jealous rage. Instead, I'll shrug my shoulders, send him on his way, and have him picked off as he exits the fortress.

Where winks, suggestive remarks, and body language won't get me what I want, a well aimed semi-automatic will.

Sex is certainly a weapon at my disposal, but then so is a blaster. If it is not clear which weapon I should be using, I will opt for the blaster.

I, and my elite guards, will never assume that we have managed to confiscate all weapons or escape aids from the captured Hero. Interrogations in my private chambers will only be conducted if the Hero is completely nude. This will satisfy a number of objectives at once.

I will promote chivalry and urge my minions to exhibit proper behavior at all times when it is not counterproductive to my schemes. This increases the chance of running up against only chivalric Heroes, as well as increasing the surprise factor when I ditch the pretenses and get really vicious.

I will not seize power for my beloved son or husband or other close individual, especially since they may not, in the end, be grateful that I was so ruthless and treacherous on their behalf. I will seize power for myself and grant my loved ones small fiefdoms they can call their own, if they want.

If the Hero is an old lover of mine (and they almost always are), I will remember just why he is a former lover, and keep it in mind as I destroy him.

If I know the Hero is an old lover of mine and he isn't aware of it, I will keep it to myself. I can better exploit his weaknesses and my other intimate knowledge about him if I don't allow my identity to be revealed.

If the Hero says he is willing to betray his cause and accept my offer of ruling the world at my side, he will only be believed once that betrayal results in his cause's total destruction, at which point his demonstrable lack of principle will lead to his immediate execution.

My poison-fanged or clawed beast minions will not be spiders, snakes and ravens, but kittens, goldfish, and canaries.

I will wear breakaway clothing whenever risking capture. It will facilitate escape if I am grabbed, and it will distract the captor (but not me) for those crucial seconds it will take me to either escape or steal his weapon.

I will wear form-fitting clothes rather than flowing gowns: they're just as, if not more, flattering and are less likely to snag on something or catch fire at the moment of triumph or escape.

If I require my Hag or Crone to poison someone, I will require the poison be quick and deadly rather than a mere sleep aid.

My Amazon Hordes will either be dyed-in-the-wool lesbians or have a nice pool of suitable comely men of their liking at home.

My Amazon Hordes will wear full body armor, rather than three small triangles of chain mail, which are reserved for dress occasions.

The infantry of my Amazon Hordes will use advanced tactics such as the phalanx and employ sophisticated weapons such as the 10' pike when closing with the enemy, but only after their archers have emptied their quivers from 200 yards away.

I will reevaluate any job that requires manipulating a man in my thrall. Chances are one of my Amazons could do the job with less risk.

Male Sidekicks are almost always corruptible with a wink and a nod, or charmable by a simple spell or potion, at least until the crucial encounter with the Hero, at which time they should be safely entombed somewhere far from the action.

The effort of turning female or gay sidekicks generally makes killing them the least bothersome tactic.

If I married into the title of Evil Empress, I will let my Overlord take the flak for the Empire's evil actions and ingratiate myself to the people with my kindness.

If I married into the title of Evil Empress under duress then my very first order of business must be the disposal of the Evil Overlord, since he must already know he can't possibly trust me as far as he can throw me.

I will not try to turn a son (even mine) against his father, no matter how estranged they are. Blood relatives can be annoyingly sentimental.

I will neither repress my Beautiful but Wicked Daughter nor smother my Handsome but Evil Son. It's hard enough raising a ruling family these days without extra dysfunctional baggage. No one wants disgruntled offspring suddenly seeing the light and turning Good just because Mummy gave them an unhappy childhood.

Unless immortality comes with Absolute Power, I'd better be grooming my Evil Offspring to take the reins someday. It's better to carefully feed their growing lust for power by gradually increasing Imperial responsibilities than have them plotting my untimely demise.

If I am unfortunate enough to have a Beautiful but Innocent Daughter, as opposed to a Beautiful but Wicked Daughter, I will unconditionally love and nurture her, and be as supportive as possible of any budding romantic relationship with potential young Heroes. This will a) delay Heroic action while I study his strengths and weaknesses, b) cause emotional conflicts within the Hero that will encourage fatal hesitations or mistakes, c) provide another chance for my daughter to see things my way before I'm forced to eliminate her.

I will not mistreat, abuse, or plot elaborately to kill my Beautiful Yet Innocent Stepdaughter -- she's destined for something, count on it. Instead I will treat her with all the kindness and love possible while slowly reshaping her in my image.

My personal servants will be professional bodyguards and assassins, but will dress and behave as eunuchs and maidservants. Even if I dismiss my regular guards for a "private audience" with the Hero, these personal servants (just so much furniture after all, right?) will remain in my chambers.

Any bodyguard who cannot maintain concentration and discipline in my boudoir will be eliminated immediately by the others.

I will learn the various arts of self defense and not rely solely on muscular minions to protect me.

The appearance of weakness can be as useful as the appearance of strength. I will exploit the double standard for all it's worth.

If I must enlist the powers of the netherworlds I will first bone up on contract law. My own soul, mind, and/or (especially) body will never be negotiable.

If I get the bright idea to seduce a powerful yet malevolent being into becoming an ally, the actual seduction can be handled by my body double. Exotic anatomies are not to become a factor.

My Radiant Amulet of Power will not be worn around my neck on a thin gold chain, or on a ring that is two sizes too big for my finger. If a line of sight is required for operation, then a good strong locking watchband will do. If the amulet need not be exposed, as Empress I have far more secure hiding places at my immediate disposal -- and to hell with the glow.

Men already enthralled by my Feminine Wiles will just as easily take my orders when radioed from my fortress as in person on the front lines.

I will keep my hair under control and my fingernails trimmed. Long, loose hair is much too convenient a handle for the Hero, Sidekick or Backstabbing Evil Ally. Trimmed fingernails let me press The Button myself.

I will identify any phobias or nervous habits I have and undergo therapy until I can overcome them. It would be Just Too Vexing to be chased from the scene of my Ultimate Triumph because someone dropped a snake from the air vent.

If the seeds of discontent look ready to bloom into open rebellion, I will hire a top PR firm to create the public image that I am 1) only a figurehead and that all power really resides in the Prime Minister; 2) misunderstood; or 3) only a woman who's getting bad advice from her Council. Choices 1) and 3) give me the option to keep my head if my side is defeated by the Hero -- and leave the possibility of a sequel.

The internet is my friend. Using body doubles, I can inspire loyalty with www.EvilEmpress.boudoir. live.com, fear with www.EvilEmpress.pit-of-despair.live.com, and utter slavish obedience with www.EvilEmpress.strict-discipline.live.com. I can also sell t-shirts and other Evil Empress [tm] merchandise.

If there is any conceivable thing the sight of which can melt me into mawkish sentimentality, I will wear sunglasses designed to make it look like a Chia Pet.

If the Hero has an evil twin, the twin will probably make a far more suitable Love-Happy Stooge. Keeping this in mind, I will beware of advisors who might have a Non-Evil twin.

Magic Girls, no matter how frilly their dresses, high their screams, or incompetent their sidekicks, will be treated as the credible and dire threats they are, and I will direct as many, if not more resources to their destruction as I would for a more classical Hero.

10 Minutes

2005-06-22T22:52:00.000-05:00

So, after cleaning today, I went over to Michael's house (with my awesomely awesome new Fedora hat! n.n) so he could show me some of the anime he found online. A couple yaoi music video's (one of which had continual Inuyasha refrences...maybe the person didn't realize that Kagome and Inuyasha were a guy and a girl...), an episode of a yaoi series called "Gravitation," and of course: Naruto!! ^.^ But Michael had to leave for work, and as sweet as he was to let me stay to the late hours of the night watching my new anime fixation, I decided to leave after I had watched a couple episodes after he left.

I pick up the phone to call my mom to come pick me up. Well, that's out of the question because she's sleeping by then, and dad will be as plastered as my kitchen wall. So, I cancel that numbera and go to call G-mama. Then I realize that she doesn't even know where Michael lives. So I shrugged, put the phone down, (grabbed a cookie off the tray) and decided to walk home. I had felt pretty fantablulous because of our summerschool 6-mi bluff climb and my smiling and whistling the whole way through, so I figured this should be a snap.

God I really do like walking places. It's not the fitness. Don't get me wrong, but I couldn't care less about the fitness. It's just that...a person gets so much thinking done when you're walking on your own. The best part is when you really get on a roll and even forget you're walking at all. Of course I thought about Anime, and summerschool, and music, but the best to think about is my writing pieces. Every once in a while, I'll just be strolling along...and suddenly something will fall into place, like, a hole in a plot or something like that. That's really cool.

So I'm just walking along, avoided sprinklers and cars driving by, when I realize that I'm about to walk by the Fr. Island graveyard. I start walking slower and look at the gravestones, knowing which one I'm coming up to. My uncle, David, and my Grandpa Johnny are buried there, so I go in and decide to pay them a visit. I walk up to the gravestone, and stand in front of it. I wasn't completely positive why I was there; it was more like I was compelled to be there, ya know? Standing seemed akward, so I sat down. Then...I smiled. I remember sitting down and this grin coming over my face. I was...really happy I was there. Then, I started talking to David. All these thoughts streamed through my head at once, like I was bursting to tell him everything. I didn't talk out loud to him, mind you, but that'll come later. I said a few things to Grandpa, but more or less everything was meant for David. He died when he was 14, so I guess that made him easier to talk to in a way. Well, after about 5 or 10 minutes, I figured I was late already and the parentals would forgive me if I told them what held me up. I got up, brushed myself off, and cleaned off the top of the gravestone (which was littered with bird poo) and headed home.

After about a half a block after I left, I noticed that I felt really, really good. Better than I had felt in a long, long time. It was kinda surreal, the feeling that I had, because I had a huge opptimistic urge towards everything. Very unlike myself, but in a good way. And then it hit me.

Right now, in my life, if some random act of God or person were to strike me down where I stand, I would be fine with it. I felt completely content with my life. Now, I'm not saying that I don't have bigger, better dreams to accomplish...but at that moment, I realized that it didn't matter. What really did matter was the fact that I was not ashamed of anything in my past, and that so far, my life had counted for something. And you know what? That is a very very very good feeling to have.

About 10 minutes after that little moment of bliss, the rush faded away, abruptly as I recall because of course my own mind ruined it with a depressing thought.

But...for those 10 minutes, I felt...the most amazing thing I had ever felt. The closest thing I can compare it to is, well...happy. Happy or contented. And those 10 minutes will probably stick with me for the rest of my life. I guess I kinda owe it all to my uncle David.

But, I'm curious as to what you all think about this. I'm asking for some comments, or even sharing your own personal experiences with this type of thing. I mean comments from everyone, blogger account or not. Hope to hear from you all soon, and much luv.

Unusual to say the least....

2005-06-14T22:30:00.000-05:00

Well, since i'm always trying to spice up this baby more commonly known as my blog, I found yet another place to get quiz results for Quiz of the Day! w00tness.

...Of course, this was unintentional, because I was just testing the quiz and found my results rather intersting to say the very least. lol

Alright, how the quizzy works is you just enter your name in the blank and it magically spits out some answers. It's pretty cool. But I still can't quite explain my results. lol

w/e, on with the quiz. It and others are found at http://memegen.net/mainpage.pl. Have fun and much luv!! ~.^

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Your love is... by ChibiMarronchan
Your name is...
Your kiss is...	erotic
Your hugs are...	to die for
Your eyes...	burn into my heart
Your touch is...	the only thing I desire
Your smell is...	exotic
Your smile is...	entrancing
Your love is...	one of a kind

Quiz created with MemeGen!

w00t!

2005-06-09T01:06:00.000-05:00

omg...I just got the coolest. quiz. result. ever.

In the history of quizzyness. ^.^

well...the idea of the result is pretty sweet. The actual result itself is kinda depressing...

but we'll ignore that! Quiz is by PainfulBliss. have fun taking the quiz! it's a JOY! lol It's called "What Type of Killer Are You?"

Much luv, everyone!!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

You are an assassin.
That means you are a proffessional and do your job without mixing any emotions in it. In your life you have probably been hurt many times and have gotten some mental scars. This results inyou being distant from people. Though manythink that you are evil, you are not. What you really are is a person, trying to forget your pain and past. You are the person who never seems to care and that is why being an assassin fits you good. Atleast, that's what people think. Even if you don't care that much for your victims, you still have the ability to care and to generally feel. It is not lost, just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to not get to noticed, and dress in black or other discrete colours. You don't being in the spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you have a hard time letting go and get real down if you loose him/her.

Main weapon: Sniper
Quote: "The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy" -Jim Rohn
Facial expression: Narrowed eyes

What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]
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THAT was interesting...

2005-06-06T00:50:00.000-05:00

Honestly, this would normally be the time where I start to talk about my fantabulously awesome weekend shooting Alex's (and John's) cyberpunk--I mean, cyberfunk!--final for school, but that would take about two hours to write, and I have not the patience nor the time because I have to write an essay for US Studies for tomarrow on Censorship. I will simply say that I don't think I have laughed that hard in a very long time. THe details will come later, probably after finals.

And a shout out to Kane-kun! Just a request, though. As fun as it is to talk to you--let me rephrase that--listen to your comments on Gaia (some as eyebrow raising as they may be), I would ask that you send me some information on yourself. Don't take it personally. It just kind of creeps me out when people that I don't know read my blog and comment as you do. I'm sure if I get to know you more we could be friends, but until then (seeing as how you have your return PM's disabled), unless I hear from you via Gaia or a comment on this blog pretty soon, you will be put on my Ignored List. Really hope to hear from you soon, and thank you!

Alrighty then. And now for the quiz o' the day!! What do you need in your life? by PainfulBliss. It's kind of a serious result for a not so serious entry, but it's what I had on hand, and I really need to get to my Censorship essay.

With that, I take my leave! Tah Tah and much luv!!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

You need understanding.
In your life there has been many people that
could never seem too comprehend your
personality. Now you have either become an
out-cast because of their narrow minds or you
have adjusted yourself to them, and never
letting them see who you are deep inside. You
now think that no one will ever understand you
and you hate that fact. Though you are scared
of what the effects might be if you would
decide to let someone in so you keep a safe
distance that you both curse and bless.

What Do You Need in Your Life? [dark pics]
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Wheeee!!!

2005-05-31T22:43:00.000-05:00

WHAAAAAAAAA!!! [runs around in circles screaming with arms waving crazily above head]

Hewwo everyone!! I honestly don't know why, but I am in an extremely good mood. It could be the fact that I got my roots redone and now I look like a real redhead again. It could be the fact that I just got done doing some serious DDR and I did pretty gosh darn swell. It could be the fact that I finally have a good idea of what I'm going to do for my history research paper. It could be the fact that I'm listening to My Chemical Romance. It just could be the fact that I DDRed dowstairs today, and it was bloody awesome.

But I honestly don't know.

.....BLEH!!!

(I honestly have no idea why I did that. It just seemed like the right thing to do at the time.)

I was like, "Oh." and he was like, "...oh." (LMAO....inside joke. Don't ask.)

Anywho. Time for the Quiz o the Day! Hellz yeah. What Video Game Character would you be? By RavenBlack. Complete sweetness. Well, i'm gonna go rock out at Chemical Romance some more. PEACE! (much luv)

......

[Starts bopping head frantically with no specific pattern to awesomely cool rock band]

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

I am Kong.

Strong and passionate, I tend to be misunderstood, sometimes even feared. I don't want to fight, I don't want to cause trouble, all I ask is a little love, and a little peace. If I don't get what I want, I get angry, and throw barrels and flaming oil at whatever's stopping me. What Video Game Character Are You?

Well, there you have it

2005-05-26T13:05:00.000-05:00

Well well well then. Why am I not surprised that people have not let this go yet? Me and Doc have told you again and again: There is nothing going on between us. At all. Never has been. Never will be. Let me thank you all for the month of vacation from this pointless little debate, which has led me to a trail of completely pissed off that I have yet to experience othewise. You know who you are. Trust me, regardless, I know who you are, too.

What? Did you think that I wouldn't find out? That telling Doc was reassurence that I would never know about what you've said about him and I behind my back? Well, once again, you are sorely mistaken. I know who you are and I know what you've said. I have spoken with one of these people, but we have come to an understanding.

Those who I have not spoken to...well, let me just say you're time will come. I'm tired of this back talking and Doc has finally let me take the reins in this little situation. (I thank you for trying to let me sit back and let you take care of it, but I agree when we both say "enough is enough.") I'm sure you're all "sick of Doc's rantings," but you're about to hear a new voice in the matter, and I should think that I should be allowed to say one or two things about this matter. Trust me, it won't be pretty.

Much Luv!

That's IT!

2005-05-25T03:46:00.000-05:00

Ugh! I've had it!! I've lost about/over 10 hours of sleep to Gaia and I can't let this keep happening. No! I right now promise myself to stay off Gaia for a week. At least. Maybe more.

HA!! You cannot take me!

....BLEH!!!

Caffine Hangover

2005-05-21T09:03:00.000-05:00

So yeah, in accordance with the last entry, you don't need to read that. It's kinda of repetitive anywho, and it was only posted for my own benefit. (If you don't like it, tough.) It was one of those writings where if you're really frustrated, down and upset you just write what you're thinking and feeling without thinking. You just keep writing, letting it all out. It's pretty theraputic. Well, it is for me at least.

But we don't need to dwell on that. At all. Time to move the cheese.

So my week has been one roller coaster. The majority of my time was spent Gaia-ing or DDRing.

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Isn't that completely cool?

Of course, the DDR has brutalized my legs. I think I've wisened up and learned to stretch before and after playing because my legs aren't completely used to the stress. Needless to say, when I don't, I get splints. That's exciting.

Of course, on a day when I feel like complete snot because of forgetting to stretch, we start sin, cos, and tan in Geometry. I'm being completely serious when I say I actually felt my brain hum because of the overload. It might be a hard topic or our sub-teacher sucked ass (it was probably a combo of both) but either way, I just sat there and stared at the board in disbelief. I'm being completely honest when I say I really felt like I had to open my skull and give my brain a massage, because it was hurting pretty bad. It took a few days to understand, and I think I do now, but those few days were a flippin' horror.

And then the topic which touches on my entry's title. Last night I went to a bon fire with Doc and Tim. Of course, once we got there it was about 7:00. As most of you know, this is about the time where my body pretty much shuts down and I go into extreme-core (lol Alex) computer/internet mode. So, I was pretty quiet and such, and it must have been unnerving for the other two so I decided to whip in some caffine. After an hour it didn't work, and me and Jake decided that even though it was on the ingredients, there was no caffine in the X-brand Mountain Dew (Genuine Dew--the elixir of life). Of course, Dokmo is the coolest, so we walk over to The Pig and he buys be a Mega Energy mango drink. Needless to say that after about a half an hour I was practically high off caffine. Everything was pretty goddamn funny and I kept giggling. And apparently I invoulutarily gave "the look" again which me and my brother inherited from my mom. Tim and Doc jumped on it literally the second I gave it. I didn't even realize I had done it and suddenly Tim and Doc start shouting "There it was! I saw it! There it was!! Oh my god!!" and having a complete freak out. After a few seconds of shock I realized what it was and I just about wet myself.

But yeah. Due the freakish amounts of caffine I took in, I believe I am a minut degree of hungover on caffine. I must say, don't knock it until it's happened to you. It's probably nothing to an alchohal hangover, but if that really is the case, I am never going to let another drop of even wine touch my lips. I swear to fucking god...I was completely fogged when I woke up and my stomach had tied itself into a variety of knots. Of course I could have just been freakishly hungry too. I don't think that was it though, because I tried to eat something and almost threw up. (Spagetti O's 4eva!!)

And I went Karokeing tonight! Complete w00tness. I completely missed "Sparkling Diamonds" (Mom insists I was fine) because the Virgin Mary I had coated my throat and I couldn't find the pitch. I must never ever do that as my first song of the night ever again. Anything but that. After about another hour of completely drunk people missing notes, my mom makes me try again with her and my aunt with the "Cell Block Tango" from Chicago. It was pretty good, but our entrances were crap. It was the first time we had done it in a while and we had kinda forgotten how it went. X.x Then I whipped out my trump card: All That Jazz. Another musical I know, but I completely rock this song. And I won't say it was perfect...but it was damn near close. Damn near.

So that made my night. Now I sleepa after giving you the quiz o the day by Medox. "What Classic Pin-Up are you?"

Gnight everyone, and much luv

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You're Lili St. Cyr!

What Classic Pin-Up Are You?
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2005-05-21T01:42:00.000-05:00

It's all going to be fine. Just breathe. Don't get sick. Don't think. Just relax. Breathe. Bite your lip. It'll all pass. Just let it go. Just relax calm down. Don't get sick. Just chill. It'll all be fine. Just keep typing. Just relax. Calm down. Don't think. Don't think. Just keep typing. Just type. Don't think. Just relax. Calm down. Just type. Don't think. Let go. Don't think. Don't think. Bite your lip. It'll pass. Just don't think. Let go. Don't be sick. Just calm down. Don't get upset. Just relax. Just type. Don't think. Just relax. It'll pass. Just let go. Just type. Don't get upset. Don't think. Roll your shoulders. Let it go. It'll be fine. I'll be fine. Just let go. It doesn't matter. Right now nothing matters except breathing. Breathe. Don't get sick. Don't get sick. Don't think. Just relax. Breathe. I'll be fine. It'll pass. Just let go. Breathe. Stretch. Let go. Don't think. Don't think. Just breathe. Roll your neck. Just relax. Don't get sick. Don't get upset. Keep typing. It'll be fine. Just relax. Breathe. Breathe. Let go. Just relax. Just relax. Just relax. Breathe. Don't think. It'll pass. Just relax. Don't think at all. Just relax. Don't think. Don't think. Just relax. Don't forget to breathe. Don't get sick. Just relax. It'll be fine. Don't think. Don't think. Breathe. Let go. Breathe. Breathe. Don't think. Breathe. Don't think. Just relax. Just don't think. Just relax. Relax. Stop. Just sit back. It'll pass. Just type. Chill. Just relax. You'll be fine. Just chill. Just relax. Don't think. Just type. Just relax. Just relax. Breathe. Breathe. Stretch. Breathe. Let it go. Don't think. Just relax. Keep typing. Keep typing. Just relax. Breathe. It'll pass. Don't forget to breathe. Just type. Keep going. Let it go. It'll fix. Don't get sick. Don't get sick. Just breathe. Don't think. Sit. Breathe.

Commentage!!!

2005-05-20T13:11:00.000-05:00

OMG!! My comments work!! [jumps up and down repeatedly in little schoolgirl-like glee] This makes me so flippin' happy!! I have an urge to do cyber handsprings and backflips, but i'll break my little cyber self. Just as a reminder, everyone (and I mean anyone and everyone, blogger account or not) can comment on my blog. I'd be happy to hear from you.

I'm also getting tired of sensless ramblings on my part which no one cares to read. I honestly want to write about things that people are interesed in reading in (just like my buddy, Tim)

Sadly...due to serious social and mental stresses (due to show choir...are you surprised?) I have had next to nil inspiration about what to talk about. I'm asking you to comment with my brand spankin new comment system and give me a topic to talk about. I don't care what it is. It can be as cool as pink zebras in the antarctic grassy plains or something as realistic as my views on the new pope (Oh wait...i've already talked about that! X.x) Talk to me people. I wanna know what you wanna know.

Now I must return to the mind consuming debate on whether to return to my awesomely cool Gaia account or my geometry. Peace out people and Much Luv!

(11:11!! Make a wish!)

The inevitable end of my entry will commence...NOW!

A New Page

2005-05-17T01:25:00.000-05:00

It's gone. It's gone. I...I can't believe it. All these years. All...the time...the impact it had. Dragonball...Dragonball...Dragonball Z...Dragonball GT...it's gone. It's all gone. I...I can't quite believe it. It's still surreal right now.

All those years...my childhood...my adolecence...my teens...all of it. My dreams...my fantasys...they've all been a product of it. I know right now you're all laughing and shaking your heads. But I guess it's something you just don't understand. You can't understand. Dragonball has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I know every character, I know every line, and I've grown with it. It is me. I suppose one of the reasons it has touched me is because it was always there. Through the fighting and the yelling, the drunken fights and the parties, the good times and the bad. As I sit here and try to form how I feel into words...it all seems so dry.

The characters were my teachers. I probably learned more from them then I did from any other person I have ever met. It taught me that good will always win, and there is always some good in a person, however small it may be. It taught me that people can change and that one can never truly comprehend how or why a person acts the way they do. It taught me that truly good things can only come from hard work. It taught me to forgive. It taught me that emotions are nothing to be scared of, but actually are a tool for self-betterment. It taught me that even the largest evil can come crumbling down at the smallest good. It taught me to trust. It taught me that love can be found in places that are somtimes hidden. It taught me to deal with inconsistancy. It taught me to cherish the moments you have with your loved ones. It taught me to realize that somtimes someone may be able to do something better than me or be more qualified for it, and that it was ok. But, most importantly, it taught me to stand firm for and take pride in what I believe in. It taught me to stand tall and proud, and that I meant something. It taught me that keeping my honor was more important than death itself. It taught me that losing ones life for a friend is one of the most valuable things one can do with your own life. It taught me all this and more. I look at the list now and it seems so small. But, what else can a person want? All of these things are the true ideals for life.

But it didn't stop there. In teaching me, it created me. I am who I am because of it. I actually have confidence in myself because I connect myself with the characters. Vegeta, whom I will always think of as "father," taught me the most and created me as who I am today. He was strong, physically and mentally. He was devoted. He was proud of who he was, and loved his family deeply. He was always working to better himself, and he never stopped growing. He believed deeply in his own and his race's honor. Just the idea of him is calm, collected, and everything I wanted to be. He was perfect, even through his imperfections. I have always felt his presence in me and he has been the majority of who I am today. I would definately have to say that he is my idol, and always will be.

And of course, there's Goku. Kakkarot. The protector of Earth. He was always there. Always there to save the day. Always showing up at the right time. As much as I used to say that I hated him and his bubbly, always goody goody nature, I will miss him. Living a normal life will always include sadness, anger, and hardships, but sometimes it's just calming to think about Goku and his ever present smile. Somtimes it feels good to realize that the day will be saved and everything will turn out alright.

Don't you see? It was more than an Anime. It was life. It created my muse, my other me, my me, Strike Brief. She will always be my inner self and through all my hard times, she was there to sort things out, just like the rest of the Z Senshi. In watching this show, I have made friends, both real and not, and I have realized that it is not stupid to idolize people like them. If anything, it's smart, because how can a person imagine and desire to do extraordinary things when they idolize a person who is only capable of the earthly and human?

This may be hard for you all to understand. I'm not expecting you to. Just realize that when I'm not myself for the next couple of days, that it wasn't just a TV show. That it was something more. If it's that difficult for you to understand then just wait for it to pass, but if you do get it...if you do understand what is happening...thank you.

::walks away into the sunset, but pauses to look over shoulder::
I guess I'll see you all later.
::waves over shoulder and slowly walks towards setting sun, hands in pockets, as a new chapter begins......or maybe just a page is turned::

...Alright...I Think We're Good....

2005-05-08T22:13:00.000-05:00

Alrighties...I think all renovations are nice and done. E-mail me and tell me if they're not (Vhotjava2@aol.com). I would ask you to comment, but that is the one thing that I can't seem get to work on this site...sewer rats!!

But, now for a real update. So today I got confirmed. Day started out at 10:00. Didn't have any of my clothes ready and actually had to still go shopping with stuff. Mom and Dad both managed to get into a shout-fest before 11:00. (that takes some serious talent) Mom and I come home after shopping to finally get ready...and the ceremony starts an hour earlier than we thought (well...I thought). Wow, hair started flying. So we get there, I got a necklace from my sponser, and we sit down and get our first look ay our brand new bishop.

He is one kool kat. He's actually hilarious. lol I had already felt confident with our new Bishop, but this solidified it. Most definately. So, comes time to get confirmed. That took a while on it's own. 72 kids were getting confirmed at the same time I was. So, after some time and a few annoying gospel songs from the choir, it was finally my turn. Since we all know me, we all know that something is going to go wrong. It's enevitable with me, isn't it? Well, huge church ceremonies are no exception. Yes, I dropped my namecard. In the middle of church. Main aisle. That was exciting. Then I went to pick it up without crouching down and making a scene..and my hair fell in my face. So I span around once or twice in the middle of a ceremony trying to find this damn card. Finally I gave up and crouch down and push my hair away and find it slid behind me. What an adventure. X.x After being told to look up St. Roman in regards to my name by the bishop I try and scurry back to my pew. Apparently I was madly blushing. I honestly have no idea why because I had gotten over the namecard incident, but whatever. After that, church was pretty much done. Afterwards, we went over to the school to have a little nosh.

Then we went home and I had a sudden DBZ craving, so I sat down and watch about 2 hours of my favorite anime-more specifically The Trunks Saga (my favorite episodes). Yesssssssssssssssss!! [J-Pop happy dance]

And tomarrow right after school my mom and I are going to go to Best Buy to buy DanceDanceRevolution and a super-duper Dance Pad. YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! [super J-Pop happy dance]

My night has been made. lol.

And of course, Quiz o' the Day. 'Tis by starlitnight38. Wonderful little quiz. Very nice pictures. But, I'm off to go watch more DragonBall Z. Still have about 5 hours of it that I haven't seen in weeks.

Tah Tah all, and Much Love!!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

You're a very mellow, care-free person. You're
exactly what calm, cool, and collected mean.
You never overreact or panic in a bad situation
and you always know what to do. Everyone goes
to you for advice because you never lose your
head so your very reliable. You tend to take
everything in stride, like in school your motto
is just sit back and relax. Not to say you dont
pay attention and work, but you dont overexert
yourself. Even though people come to you for
counciling you can still be very quiet.
You're not good with making new friends, but your
extremely close to the ones you have. Remember
its ok to put your emotions out there even
though there is a chance they might get hurt.
Also in school sometimes its good to stress out
a little, just because you think you dont need
to study doesnt mean you shouldn't, and also
try to push yourself more even though you might
be good where you are doesnt mean you can't be
better. Check out my new short story.

Whats Your Personality(with PICS)
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MIND THE FALLING ROCKS!!

2005-05-06T23:25:00.000-05:00

So, as you may have noticed (or at least I hope) I have a shwanky new blogskin. Is it not the complete shiz??? Yes yes yes...but due to the temporary change in scenery (due to slight boredom)there will be empty links and misc. odd things. Please watch your head for falling debris and try to ignore the clutter!

Much appreciated and Much love!!

Dread

2005-04-30T21:56:00.000-05:00

Do you ever get that feeling that something's going to happen? Something really, really wrong? It's not just a feeling in the pit of your stomach. It's kind of all the way through your torso. From about your belly-button to right below your collar bone. Kind of tight, yet still somewhat fluid. Your mind seems muddled, except for the feeling. You can actually feel the subtle constriction slightly in between your eyebrows right underneath your skin. It's completely surreal; it's definately the feeling of dread. Pure dread. For something....but you're not quite sure what. The feeling passes up into the bottom of your throat. You begin to wonder what caused it. Whether it's a subconcious thought trying to resurface, an actual premonition of something bad about to or already happening, or just something you ate. Pretty soon the feeling slowly seeps to your limbs, and you're not quite sure what to do. You feel helpless. Unarmed. Exposed. Completely exposed.

Television High

2005-04-29T14:18:00.000-05:00

Wow....I am a very happy individual right now. I am currently on a television high. ^.^ I....just watched.....a Jet Li/DMX movie....which I now own....Cradle 2 the Grave....[Giddy happy dance and girly tittering] ^.^ I'm was having some serious action movie brain overload. Watching Jet kicking ass and still being Mr. Suave. Mr. Smooth. And DMX as the heartfelt, loving father......it's enough to make a girl like me cry tears of pure and utter joy. lol I had forgotten how much I liked that movie until I popped it into the VCR. Just watching the movie gave me an adrenaline rush. I'm sorry. Call me pathetic, but I think Jet Li is the coolest. actor. ever. ever. He beats Johnny Depp. He beats everyone. And anyone.

And then. The movie got done just in time to watch an episode of GT. To make me insanely happy, it was an episode devoted solely to Vegeta. There was flashbacks. And commentary by the Prince. And then he said some of the funniest things that made me damn near pee my pants. Even ask J.C.. But, I suppose they were things that only a true Vegeta fan would understand. But I was on a surreal high. Just, after going so long without hearing anything new from my favorite Saiyan, because of watching all the DBZ episodes...it was pure ecstasy to actually watch something new. I was grinning from ear to ear the entire time. Just ask J.C..

And of course they had to cut off at the point just before Vegeta and Bulma talk about him going SSJ4. [throws huge tantrum....but suddenly stops] But then there was that point where Bulma made Vegeta blush...LMFAO. Omg, that was adorable. Yes, I'm calling Vegeta adorable, but this is something that only someone who really knows me would understand. Or someone who truly understands DBZ/DBGT. (holy camoley! I used C O L O R!! [gasp])

But yeah. With that said. I suppose I should have the quiz of the day. Alas, I wanted to make it a DBZ one with the sudden coolness of the DBGT episodes, but Quizilla's search engine is down and i'm tired so "Badass Anime Dude" is going to have to suffice. lol

Much Love All!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

I'm just watching a bad dream I'd never wake up from.

Find out what anime bad boy you are.

--Good Vid-Game Hero

2005-04-27T23:24:00.000-05:00

sooooo...I have a huge surprise for everyone.

It may not seem that amazing to you all. But, those who know me, know how revolutionary this is....

for the first time in, like, 2 years....

........

my room is clean!!! [audience gasps]

Yes. Other than some vaccuming, my room is clean! I think that's one of the final signs of the apocalypse. That, Bush getting re-elected, and the pope dying. lol

Oh Christ, we have a new pope. Holy cow and the rest of the Blessed barn up in heaven with their wings and halos. I haven't updated in so long, I just thought I'd share that. Pope Benedict the XIXVVUNTGINBGIXXVIXLKTN-[gasp]-XBBKMTJBX...IIIVVKINJNDLNJNSGTIJIJEBXX...V. Yeah. Exciting fellow. Read in the paper that he had "prayed not to be elected pope."

Let me just take this oppourtunity to say: my ass. Yes. I just said "my ass" to the new pope. I know Doc, you are now jumping up and down in your chair because I just said "my ass" to the new papalistic person. Saying this is probably some gynormous blasphamy or some sort of sin, but hear me out. When I heard why he had been elected (the cardinals thought they shouldn't elect a younger, more suited man because the world wasn't ready for another super long-term papacy--or as you lovely people all think of it as, a "Pope-esy") I swallowed my pride and said that I would give this man a try. Alright. When I heard that this man was uber-conservative and make now Archbishop Burke, who wanted to enforce and anti-Harry Potter policy, look like a liberal, I swallowed my pride and said that I would still give this man a try. Alright. Ok. Ok. I mean, just rumors, right? Right? Ok. Well, when I read that headline, most of my hopes were crushed. That's really exciting. We have a falsly modest pope. Who will probably lead us to the need for a second reconstruction of the holy church. ("NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition!!") I'm crossing my fingers, because like I said, it's only crushed most of my hopes, but not all. Not yet. But I get the feeling I've got a good 20 years to fear that hope getting dashed. Damnit.

WELL then. Enough of that religious rant. Whew. Just had to get that off of my chest. But now I have to talk about Show Choir!! Yes, that's right. I promist I'll try and make this short, but Class Act tryouts just went by and I must vent. I swear this will get better. Just read on with a sword and shield. And probably a helmet. (You'll need them whenever Show Choir's concerned.)

Soooooo...like I said. Show choir try-outs last Saturday. I was really pumped because I felt super pumped and ready. w00t w00t. I got my lucky number--13 (yes, I know backwards, just like me)--and I decided to do the dance portion to just get the hard part over............Wow, was that stupid on my part. Stephanie, the bloody genius, decided to make the dance routine insanely, butt-freakingly hard. I mean, after about 2 or 3 hours of practice I maybe would have gotten it ready...but he started taking girls right after we got done learning it (45 min). That was like a smack in the face. A hard one. I was completely shell-shocked. Well, maybe not "shell-shocked" because I had a complete nervous meltdown. Tears and all. Whoo, that was exciting. It wasn't even until I got into the tryout room that I got a hold on myself...and then every group that went after us sucked too, so I was relieved...just slightly worried about how Caz was going to do with the routine.
Turns out he didn't have to worry about it, because D.R. got a new, easier, shorter dance routine with a better choreographer/teacher, and a new set of judges. Ryan showed me this (I was back with my bro for his singing portion--which went really, super duper well for me on Saturday! Probably should have mentioned that!! ^.^; ) and I suddenly got very sick. Yesterday Ms. Ender assured me that the 2 days would be judged seperately and my mom wrote and e-mail to D.R. just to double check. Turns out that D.R. had finally got all of his ducks in a row and everything was going to be figured out in advance (a BIG step for his airbrained self) but Stephanie suddenly didn't show that day and all of his judges were no-shows. I then felt really, really bad for D.R. because he got so screwed over. But apparently there's going to be a re try-out for the best of the 2 days with us all doing the same dance just to check all the bases in a couple of days/weeks. That made me nervous and relieved at the same time, because I didn't really wanna try-out again, but at least it would be fair.

Well, that's done. Now color guard! (wow, I have an insanly long entry today!) But tryouts were today and yesterday...and the day before I believe. But it's final: Color Guard is going to Disney. Complete w00tness. And now I must wind up with the quiz of the day because I'm almost out of time!! EEK!! I'll tell you guys about that next time.

This is another one of the quizzes from the other site that I go to other than Quizilla.com. What video game hero are you? I find this ironic because she was my most favoritist video game character as a child and still is my favorite Street Fighter character. She was recently just voted as the "Most Badass Video Game Girl" from the popular G4 tv show Filter. Coolness to the Chun-Li. [does J-Pop Happy Dance]

Much Love everyone!!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

What Video Game Hero Are You?

ooPlay Tryouts

2005-04-20T01:06:00.000-05:00

So, I guess you guys weren't very good. [shrugs] lol. So I didn't yesterday finish with a featured quiz. Kiss my @$$. ^.^

But on with today! Nothing super eventful during school. Well, there was the slight scare that I had to do my speech today and that I hadn't even started...but I don't have to present until Thursday. w00tness!

But the real action happened after school. I got a CD full of fabulous japanese-ness from Angelica for my birthday!! [does jap-happy dance] lol

And then there was play tryouts. I wasn't sure if I was going to try-out because of the fact that I had found out about them, well, yesterday. heh heh heh. Didn't even know that there was a musical planned (even though there's always a summer musical. My bad. X.x ) But, Kyle convinced me..."It's just like show choir tryouts only less intense."

[shrugs] If that's the case, why not? It can't kill me. Well, if I do horribly bad, I may die a little inside, but nothing a Phoenix Down can't fix. (yes, that was a Final Fantasy reference.) They actually went pretty gosh darn well. The dancing I don't think could have been any easier. It was like show choir to the
-10,000,000th degree. It made me feel loads better about the show choir tryouts coming up. For the singing portion, I was going to do All That Jazz because that's what I'm singing for show choir tryouts....but for some reason I had a very strong desire to sing Annie's "Tomorrow." I couldn't quite figure that out and I told Kelsey and Kyle about it almost as a joke. They said to go for it. So I did. It was kinda odd...but really comfortable at the same time. A really peculiar feeling, but definately not a bad one. It was kinda like a feeling that you get when you know you did something right, but you're not sure how it will be received. The reading portion sucked...but we're not going to get into that.

And on with the featured quiz! I'm actually going to do something i've never done before...

Feature a quiz series!! [audience gasps and old lady in front row faints]

Alright...would someone pick her up? [old man next to her pushes lady back into her seat] Fabulous. Now...you're going to have to trust me on this one. I know most of the series on my normal quiz site are cheesy-just the personification of the writer to get with or get it on with the cute antihero-plots...but I would never subject you readers to that. Ever.

So onward! This series is very original in the fact that it is not, I repeat NOT, a fan fiction in quiz form. [audience gasps again] I know! Isn't it peculiar? The story is very very comedic...and of course there's romance. [guys groan with disappointment] I see that upsets my guy readers, but honestly it's not that bad. It's only at 11 chapters so far (which is actually pretty far for every single one of her chapters getting on the highest rated list and most of them getting on most popular) so the romance is very minimal so far. Still the story is in a chick's point of view, so this is more for the ladies.

The story is called "I'm a Girl in an All-Boys Boarding School." and it's written by youandmeboth. The story is a girl named Jamie Houst who moved to England on account of the fact that she was being sent to a really nice boarding school. Little did she know, it was, from the title, an All-Boys boarding school. After that, tempers flare...and what is Matt, her roommate, hiding? All this and more on...

I'm a girl...
IN AN ALL-BOY'S BOARDING SCHOOL??

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

Alright. This down here is going to bring down the mood completely. And utterly. So don't be all happy and cheerful when you read this. That's Romi-ese for shut the fuck up and listen. Unless you don't go to my school. Then I now ask you to leave. Much Love!

I can't say the same for most of you guys that do. I'm just going to respond to some rumors going around. Which are really beginning to piss. me. off. To the "n"th degree.

There are rumors going around about me and Doc. Alright. You people do realize that I'm trying to start a band with this guy, right? What's it going to take for you people to realize that he and I are nothing more than band buddies but nothing less than something equivilent to brother and sister? I understand that boy-girl friendships are hard to come by now with all the hormones flying, but the second a guy has more than 1 conversation with a girl in one day the world assumes that they like eachother. That is complete bullshit. Complete and utter bullshit. I would just like to take this warm and fuzzy moment to say that there is nothing going on between me and Doc. There never has been. And I seriously doubt there ever will be. Can you people comprehend this?? I mean, it doesn't take too many brains. God, the people that should be reading this don't even know that i have a blog, but I hope that you read this and just leave me and him alone. Just drop it. He exploded last week. I thought it had died down. Apparently not, so now it's my turn.

Well, with that, Much Love everyone! [shakes head in anger and disbelief]

Birthday follow-up

2005-04-18T19:07:00.000-05:00

Well, here I am at home. Cranking up my b-day present from Nina! J.C. gave me my birthday present when I was in the car after school.

The first thing he gave me was a poster. I shrug, remembering the hint he gave me a week-ish ago, "It's a poster."

That narrows it down!

But I told him to shut up anyway because I prefer surprises. He was actually having problems controlling himself from telling me. Then I thought, that must be one damn fine poster! Then I was excited. hee hee hee ^.^

("Burning on. Just like the match you strike to incinerate...") [rocks out in chair]

[clears throat] Sorry 'bout that. I don't usually break out into song like that. heh heh heh

But anywho, back to my fantabulous presents. We got in the car and J.C. hands me this highly acclaimed poster with this GYNORMOUS smile on his face. I simply smirk and take off the rubber bands. All the while my mom is bickering with J.C. about how he didn't give me the card first, and he said he did it on purpose. I shake my head and unroll the poster.

It was a poster of everyone's favorite baby genius, Stewie, saying "GO TO HELL." I started jumping around the back seat happy-happy making him and my mom laugh. Then he gave me the card all dramatic-like. I open the envelope and it's handmade with markers. We chuckle remembering the time he actually used a old, torn peice of paper for our grandma's card and just pencil. I open it...

And it's signed by all of my old middle school teachers! And some of his friends; some i've met....and some i've not. That was slightly odd. I now quote his friends:

"YOU ROCK
da house
Romi=cool cat
yee haw
holla back
young'n woot
wo0t!
love yo
mama
Jodie Marie &
Suz Spanki"

Yes I know. Slightly odd. But still one of the coolest things I have ever seen. [sigh] But I have to go babysit now. If you're good, I might talk to you all later.

Much love!

It's my B-day!

2005-04-18T13:25:00.000-05:00

It's my birthday! w00tness!! Check out the rainbow psychedelic-ness over on the birthday banner! Nina got me the My Chemical Romance CD plus some other doo-hickies. YAY for My Chemical Romance!

Then someone stole the balloons off of my locker. I was slightly sad...

But I'll get over it! ^.^

Just got done reading a book called "Good Deeds: The Nice and Accurate Prophesies of Agnes Nutter" by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. The reasons I picked up this book...

It was a Youth Reader Book of the Year. That doesn't always mean much, but it helped me pull the book off of the shelf to look and see what it's about.
It was about Armageddon. I mean, any self-respecting teenager such as myself cannot resist a book about how an 11-year old kid can control the ending of all life itself! It's unthinkable!
It said Agnes Nutter. Who wouldn't want to read a book with their mom's first name and the last name nutter? I mean, really.

I read the first chapter and was slightly bemused that it was set in Britain and not America. Then I thought about it, and realized that as much as they may talk about it, Britain is much more peculiar and odd than America can ever be. Seriously. What other country can get a hardcore rebel punk to sit down at a table outside, open the paper, and sip tea with crackers and crumpets? And I thought we were odd.

But about the book. It's amazing. I loved it with every fiber of my being. Maybe it was because I could identify with the writing style, with the side comments and such. I definitely recommend it to anyone.

With that, I'll update later tonight!

Much Love!

Cold Medicine Sucks/Shout out

2005-04-17T22:08:00.000-05:00

Wow. I knew cold medicine was supposed to make you sleepy...but I feel flippin' tranquilized. lol I can't even walk properly. I suppose that's why I'm updating now, ya know, just in case I pass out before I can.

Well, haven't been doin much. Just hanging out. I did talk to Cole who is going to be the drummer or the guitarist for our band that we're starting. I had been having some doubts about whether or not this would work, but if Cole and Doc say it will work, i'm going to believe them.

Speaking of Doc, shout out to the two coolest and handsomest men in this entire flippin world!! Tim and Doc, I luv you guys!!! [cyber hug] I actually have a present for you guys, so e-mail me if you wanna see it! I can't seem to be able to post it on this flippin' site so e-mail me you fabulous hunks you!

And the fabulous quiz. This is another one of the quizzes from Ydoc.net. What kind of fuzzy creature am I? Well, who could not be drawn to a quiz with that name? I mean, seriously. SO, I took the quiz...

And got the cutest picture result EVER!! OMG! As soon as I saw it I went "Awwww!" I mean, look at it! Look at it and try not to smile!

...

Oh, so you can huh? You think can resist the boundless cuteness of the most darlingest picture ever? Hah. Now imagine that monkey whippin' out a M16 and bustin' a cap in your ass! THAT'LL make you laugh!

Well, I did anyway.

With that, much love yall!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

*banana*

What fuzzy creature are you?

Alas...a dearest has fallen...

2005-04-14T01:13:00.000-05:00

[walks up solomly]

Alas. I come with sad tidings. The blogging virus has claimed yet another soul. Other times where I have mentioned these casualties, they have been mere (well, maybe not mere) friends of mine.

But now, sadly, the blogging community has now consumed....my brother.

[breaks down and sobs]

well....maybe not...

But anyway, go look! Go say hi! It would make me happy!!!

PWEASE?? lol

Here is where he is located at: http://bigkidlittlecity.blogspot.com

He's just started his blog, so don't mind the slight clutter. He actually has a really flippin' cool blogskin. Definately go look.

But on with the happy, snappy quiz by the lovely deadword.

This is actually one of the more original ideas for a quiz that I have ever seen. So, obviously, I took it. I mean, who wouldn't want to know how their life resembles something totally useless in our society?

Well, I took it...and I was actually impressed. But, honestly, it would be hard for you to figure out your result by the questions because...who on earth could predict any of these results?

The funniest part is that, my obsolete skill is actually what i'm taking a class on next year for the first time. I found that quite humorous. Then I realized how truly obsolete it really was...........pity.......

Anyway, visit the site. Take the quiz. Much love!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

You are 'French'. In the nineteenth century, it
was the international language of diplomacy.
It is a 'beautiful' language, meaning that it
is really just a low-fidelity copy of Latin.

You know the importance of communicating
'diplomatically', which for you means both
being polite and friendly when necessary and
using sophisticated, vicious sarcasm when
appropriate. Your life is guided by either
existentialism or nihilism, depending on the
weather. You have a certain appreciation for
the finer things in life, which is a diplomatic
way of saying that you are a disgusting
hedonist. Your problem is that French has been
obsolete for a long time.

What obsolete skill are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

Let's just ignore that, shall we?

2005-04-12T19:57:00.000-05:00

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell...there's still shit going on at school...

but I don't care! It's not my problem. I was told that by some poeple involved

and that's what i'm going to believe.

anywhooooooooooo...I found a new site with some really shwanky quizzes. They're actually all really pretty cool. My kind of stuff really. The funny thing is I took the "Find out what kinda of Anime Cliche you are" quiz and it's sequel...and I got the same answer both times. X.x I suppose that makes sense, but I just thought it was kinda funny.

Well, technically, they're not the exact same thing, but the second quiz is the female equivilent to the first one where there was no gender distinction.

But here's the site: http://www.ydoc.net/

good good stuff

and as always, with much love!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

HAHAHAHA
Find out what anime character cliche you are.

---

AH!What anime cliche are you? The Second time around.

2005-04-12T00:46:00.000-05:00

So...everything around here is so fucking screwed up right now. [shrugs with half-hearted laugh] I'm not even going to begin to talk about it because everyone else is bitching about it on their own blogs.

Let me just say this now.

I have no idea what's going on. I thought I did, but apparently there's been some huge misunderstanding and suddenly the guns are getting pointed at me. No idea how the fuck that happened. All I have been told is that I apparently was at the wrong place at the wrong time.

...

Well then. I'm just going to assume that and slowly try and ease my way out of this because, as I said before, I am at a complete loss of understanding. I tried to help and ended up getting my ass severely burned. [sarcastic Napolean Dynamite "yessssssssssssss!"]

Oh...and then there was the whole backstabbing by a certain someone at a certain somewhere with a certain promise about a certain something, which must certainly have been forgotten...because he certainly wouldn't knowingly stab me, us, in the back...

...would he?

With that said, Good Night everyone with as much love as I can give you all at this current moment in time.

And try not to exaggerate it. Right now, that would be a tad easy.

owies...

2005-03-28T20:24:00.000-06:00

Oh shit...holy friggin' God. So, since I was so bored, I decided to go and spin my color guard flag for a little bit. Ya know, get back some of those barely-there muscles that I need to do double time tosses and double spin tosses. Well, I was working on the double spin's (that's a toss where you toss the flag high enough with enough speed for the flag to spin twice as opposed to once)...

...and I had forgotten that through the speed and power necessities, you still need one more thing: a clear mind with control.

I, of course, did not have that so you may be able to guess what happened.

OH yeah. I whacked myself. Square on m pointy little elbow. Oh shit....I have been hit in the shin, the forearm, the knee, the back, the butt, and the head with a flag...

But nothing hurt like this. When I got whacked in the head, people thought I would have a concussion. Nope, just a big lump. It didn't even hurt that much. It was kinda surreal.

But this...this is from my elbow to fingertips. A tense, numbness in some parts and a low searing pain in others...which is actually making it a challenge to type. Guess i'm not drawing anything tonight like I planned.

I know you all are rolling your eyes thinking about how much of a wuss I am and "How bad can it really hurt?" You have to keep in mind that one, I hit square on the bone, and two, I was throwing it twice as fast to get twice as much height...so it hit me twice as hard.

But I will survive. (I promise I will not burst into song at this moment.) So, just thought I should let you all know that I've adjusted my comments so any of all yall peoples can comment, whether you have a blogger account or not. Thought you might think that was some serious sweetness. (wow...I think the knock to my elbow has addled my brain...)

GOD this bitch hurts!

yeah...much love yall [winces]

Oh no...it has claimed another...

2005-03-28T14:17:00.000-06:00

Everyone. I have some terrible news...

The terrible epidemic known as "blogging" has claimed yet another victim.

MY DEAREST MICHAEL!! FLY! FLY FAR AWAY! QUICKLY BEOFRE YOU ARE CONSUMED!!! [breaks down into sobs....and then faints]

[picks self up from floor and dusts self off]

Well, enough of that. Honestly, blogging is like a new cell phone: when you first get it, it is the coolest thing on the face of the earth! But, after a while, it's just a cellphone.

Do not be alarmed if your updates suddenly become infrequent; it is just a part of a blogger's growth process.

with much love!!

[sigh] I SUPPOSE I should update

2005-03-26T23:57:00.000-06:00

yah yah yah. I'm here. I'm alive. Like you're all surprised to hear that. Just thought I should let you know that I didn't fall off the face of the planet.

Holy-Camoley!!

Tim updated his blog! w00t!! [happy dance] lol. Honestly, it looks like he's been faithfully updating for a while...I just stopped checking after a while...oh well! Welcome back, handsome!

...I also saw that Anders was finally consumed by the ever-evil curse/deadly virus/plague/sign-of-the-apocolypse of online blogging.

...

RUN!!

RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN!!
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!!!

Meh, you don't even know that I have a blog...
....but it was worth a try....

...sorta.

lol

and onwards!!

~~~

Saw "The Ring 2" this last Thursday. Once again, I'm gonna have to say, "Holy Camoley!!" Personally, I have to say this is one of those very select few "good sequal" movies. I honestly have not been that nervous, shocked, or just downright uneasy at a movie...ever. Very good movie. If you haven't seen the first one, see that first (there are a few things that might confuse you or you might miss if you don't; I know it did for me. Thankfully, I had some "Ring Veterans" with me at the time to explain) and especially if you have seen the first one. You gotta see this one. A very good ending. Very good ending.

~~~

And on with the featured quiz. Yes, I know. You might be getting sick of these, but i'm not. Lo Siento...casi. This is a really nice quiz written by PrEtTyMaYa000. Really great quiz. Have fun!

And as always, much love!

'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'

You hide behind The Beauty Mask, you like to look
perfect in everybody's eyes, you like people to
envy what you have, you don't like to analyize
things you just take them the way they are,
that's why some people might say you are
irrational and shallow, but you like your life
this way, you don't like to ask for help, you
have a lot of friends but you feel that no one
is a true pal.

What kind of masks you hide behind? (i added pix)
brought to you by Quizilla

New quiz...that's all...[shrugs]

2005-03-02T16:44:00.000-06:00

New shwanky quiz by Nariel-flame! Short and sweet.

With much love!

*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*'~=_=~'*

The Goddess of Ice and Hope. You are a creative
wonder. Always calm and collected, you hold the
awe of many people and you are exceptionally
logical. You are an inspirational beauty.

Which gorgeous goddess are you? For girls! (breath taking pics!)
brought to you by Quizilla

Doc is talking at me....

2005-02-17T10:14:00.000-06:00

So here I am...bored as hell in study hall. And Doc is talking at me over my shoulder. About amputations. And the concert on Saturday.

Which is going to kick. ass.

YAY!

And i've also come up with a remedy to fix the whole "can't write what I want to without offending someone" problem.

yet again....

YAY!

....

Right now i'm dressed in basketball shorts over a pair of jeans and a bathrobe. Why? you may ask.

....

....because it's RED!

crap we got kicked out.

To be blunt, Sadiez ROCKED!!

2005-02-05T02:32:00.000-06:00

So wow...Sadie Hawkins totally rocked my socks...right off my feet...and into...(think witty think witty)...my heart! Yeah! w00t! When the night started out, I had my doubts. Evil glares from some certain frosh [cough cough] and some stares from adults from my tummy bearing shirt [rolls eyes] and the fact that Logan lost the Basketball game before, the whole idea of shaking my booty seemed pretty bleak. But...we got to the dance floor and "1985" kicked on, so the adrenaline and caffine started working together and it all flowed into a big dance fest for about an hour. What was funny was, at the 3rd or 4th song, everyone but the Dj's realized that the music was way too loud for the speakers to withstand, and our ears for that matter. But, no one said anything, so the dance persisted.

After the sophomores won the wheelbarrow race *W00T*, and the freshmen won the doughnut eating contest (meh, they did. Fair and square.) I felt my caffine wearing off and a headache kicking in....which is still in effect by the way...ugh. Plus, the whole dancing alone thing was getting kinda...I would almost say pointless, but boring is probably a better word. I kept dancing totally aimlessly...and then Tom, now my savior, starts dancing with me. Thank you...GOD. lol. I know he's gay, but I think he saved my night from being a total snorefest. (Did i just say "snorefest"? Omg.) [sigh] then there was the whole ethnic guy making passes and feeling me and Nina up. That was nice. In a perverted-disgusting-you-bastard-don't-touch-me sort of way.

yeah.

But once again, Sadie games saved the night with the Dance-Off. I made it through to the second round...but I gave up about 2 minutes into it. I was doing the same moves over and over again, and people started whipping out their dance class moves. There's no way I can compete with that. 2 seconds after I walked out, Kyle got booted.

You honestly expect me to out dance KYLE? Psh-yah! Fat Chance!

(btw, a sophomore won the dance contest...w00t.)

ugh...this fucking headache...

So we're dancing to...I think it was...a slow song...yeah. Anywho, right in the middle of it, guess what happens? You'd be wrong!

The speakers shut down.

LMFAO

I couldn't say I told you so because...I hadn't told them...but I was thinking it, i'll tell ya that. They actually got the speakers back on, so they didn't blow them out. My only guess is that the speakers had an automatic shut down right before the speakers blow out, like my electric keyboard. When you press the keys too hard on it, my brother and I say you "bounce it" by making it automatically shut down. It took about 5 minutes for them to get back on, but that was one of the funniest 5 minutes of my life. Everyone on the dance floor was laughing at them. Apparently everyone had thought the music was too loud. So why no one told them I don't know. I suppose i can't talk because I didn't say anything either. I just think it was pretty damn funny.

....must finish....so...tired....and head....huuuuuuuurts....

But then....[giggles, then to all out laughter] I saw him. Dancing. omg. It was cute, i'll give him that. But, it was so white boy walking. lol I will cherish that sight forever. and ever. rotf.

After the pie eating contest (once again, won by a sophomore) everyone pretty much left. There were a couple more songs and I took down my pigtails to rock out. Then, as tradition always says as the last song and closer of the dance...we started singin'....

bye bye miss american pie
drove my chevy to the levi
but the levi was dry
and them good old boys were drinkin
whiskey and rye
singin this'll be the day that I die.
singin this'll be the day that I die.

Good Night everyone, God Bless, and as always, much love.

so, I think i love this new skin

2005-02-04T00:07:00.000-06:00

As I was editing the HTML to do by bidding (bwah ha ha ha ha ha!!!), I came to realize that this blogskin was so much more cooler than "The Dark Joker." Don't get me wrong; I still love the guy. But, for the moment (for the very long moment), "When Summer's Breath is Gone" is going to be my skin. It's more versatile, the idea of the theme describes me better, and it has kick-ass background music!! lol

Nothing really eventful happened today. Well, I suppose I found out that I probably can't go to yet another Kill Dan concert. If it finally turns out that I can't...some bloody heads are going to roll!! [grumble mumble cuss grumble]

Then there was also finding out how we're going to fix the hat problem for show choir. omfg. You know how little boys, when they have hats that won't stay on their heads they put elastic straps on them to go around their chins? Well, we are getting those attached to our Show Choir fedoras. As if our costumes weren't degrading enough, we have to do and wear toddler hats for a song.

Excuse me for not jumping for joy.

Buuuuuuuuuuuut!! As you all know so well, i hate to leave you loyal readers on such a sour note (I have so few, I may as well try and please them), and so I bid you adieu with a featured quiz by DarkSapphire13 and some pretty funny ass things to do on an elevator when you have a lot of time on your hands...and not many friends to lose!

tah tah! And much love.

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Fun Things To Do In An Elevator...
*Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, dammit, all of you just shut UP!"
*Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly.
*Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: "Got enough air in there?"
*Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down.
*Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
*When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves.
*On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go "plink" at the bottom.
*Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!"
*Meow occasionally.
*Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side.
*Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body."
*Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
*Wear "X-Ray Specs" and leer suggestively at other passengers.
*Stop at every floor, run off the elevator, then run back on.

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Jupiter. You are all around happy and generous. The
biggest joy to you is seeing someone happy. You
love parties that have lots of comotion and
physical things to do and you like things where
you don't have to move much like watching TV.
You are a versitile person and people respect
that of you.

What Planet Are You? with pictures!
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[yawns] yay...i updated 2 days in a row...

2005-02-02T23:36:00.000-06:00

yay....be happy...i updated yet again. tee hee hee. lol

s0, today...oh god, I can't talk about that. Crazy people read this in school....and then i'm going to insult someone, and knowing my luck, they'll be standing over my loyal reader's shoulder, and then the heat gets aimed at them and circles around to me. God fucking damnit. That's one of the reasons i went on a blogging hiatus before. If i can't say what I want, why should I update this thing? [sigh] i'll think about it. Maybe one day I'll actually say what I wanna say on this thing.

and I will end this sad little blog entry with a featured quiz by truly-dippy and a truly awesome poem that I found in my history book.

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My candle burns at both ends
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!

*Edna St. Vincent Millay*

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?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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As always and forever, much love.

New Skin...yet again

2005-02-02T01:37:00.000-06:00

sooo...turns out my old COOL skin's graphics had run out of bandwidth. [sigh] After some careful consideration and browsing, I found this skin which is just about as good. Sadly...it's late and i'm too lazy to update the linkies and such...

sorry...but i'm zonked.

much love!!

Wow...Kinda Left ya hanging there...oh well.

2005-02-02T00:53:00.000-06:00

Yeah. So a bazillion years later, i come to finish the story to tell you that I got lectured about how I don't have my career planned because what little I do have planned is not plausable.

Thanks Mom. I needed that.

Even still a bazillion days later and after a very, very disappointing show choir invitational (damn that baby sucked!), i'm still sick.

w00t.

Right now, at the moment, i'm killling my computer in the process of trying to save it by automatically scanning for viruses and defragmenting my files at the same time. I'm probably going to freeze my computer for the second time today...but that's okay!! Only my entire life on this laptop. Nothing important. And to add on to the pressure of running programs, i'm whipping up the HTML codes for some featured quiz results. w00t-ness. So when the computer freezes, remember, it's for you guys!

What type of angel...what planet....Oh look! It's the very first episode of Futurama!! heh heh heh heh....he just froze himself. What a genius. If only half the world was as smart as that moron...then maybe there'd be more of a semblance of intelligence in this world.

Anywho. Here's the featured quiz by AfroBurdie. Enjoy all

Much Love

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Teal is your Lightsaber's color.

The color Teal signifies trustworthiness, devotion
and healing. It is also the indication of a
spiritual guide and natural teacher.

What Colored Lightsaber Would You Have?
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Strep Test=Negative...so WTF do I have??

2005-01-26T12:33:00.000-06:00

[sigh] I hate being sick. Obvious I know, but I had to say it. I think I have a lesser form of the black death. I seriously had to contemplate actually coming to school today, but I did, and here I am. Yay. Can't you tell how excited I am?

[yet another sigh] So, yesterday could have gone a lot better too. I woke up with my throat sore after 3 days of constant pain, and that's the rule for a throat culture, so we went to the walk-in. After a brief talk about my medical history and if I needed a booster shot for chicken-pox (...needles...[shudders]...) I got gagged by the culture and got to sit down in the waiting room a half an hour for the results.

THAT was fun.

We (we being me and my mom) sit down and not even 5 seconds afterwards, she says, "So Romi, I was wondering and thinking about this: Do you know what you're going to do with your life?"

First off, no civil conversation between a mother and a daughter has ever started with those words. ever.

but that was the call for study hall. I must finish later.

tah tah, and much love.

The Joker's Back

2005-01-22T22:41:00.000-06:00

Yes...the awesome skin is back on....w00tness.

and that's all I feel like posting for tonight

i'm pooped out

as always, much love

STUPID html!!!

2005-01-17T15:28:00.000-06:00

So yeah...back to the stupid dots blogskin....because HTML sucks...and so does JOHN!! God! I hate you! You're evil! BLAAAAAAAAH!!!!!! BLAH TO YOU!!

BLAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!HHH!!!!!

[clears throat] just kidding.

lol

So once again, i'm sitting in the labroom, prtending i'm doing my history slide show. [sigh] How is it fair that half of my history final (10% of my final grade) would have to be on somthing that over half of the country knows nothing about, and in the process, neither do I!!

WTF???

[sigh] But once again, i'm ranting and complaining at the same time...not a flattering mix. But I suppose it could be worse. The other people in my group could be asking me to do it for them...which they are not. As a matter of fact, they are not even asking for my help. I've barely helped at all...kinda out of the ordinary.

[sigh again] I guess i'll just go take some more quizzes...John showed me a new site (yes, that idiotic John..once again, j/p) that seems interesting...

w/e

As always, much love.

Me? Destructive? Ha!........maybe.

2005-01-17T15:01:00.000-06:00

Here it is. I have to say, this quiz is remarkable, because it's so true. The idea of an assurance of no more lies and the idea of no more worries and the possibility of having confidence in myself would be nothing short of utter bliss. There's always this definate desire to stop having to look over my shoulder at every corner, and there's always the idea of knowing that someone, someday is going to utterly rip my spirit (or body) to pieces. It's just the wondering of when and where. It's always there, in the back of my mind. It's probably the closest thing I have to a mania. This quiz pointed that out flawlessly.
Just take the quiz, and be honest with yourself in answering.

Much love, as always
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Your dark side is centered around Destructive
Power. A strong powerful castel built above
broken fragile glass, behind this setteled
confident look there is a beautiful, innocent
child waiting for someone to play with. All you
want is an independent caring soul, completes
you, no more lies or worries, just a strong
connection bonded by trust so you can feel
special and confident, find a new meaning for
everything, life will be almost perfect like
you want. You will find what you want when know
that life is not always like we want it to be.

What is the center of your dark core? (updated)
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Well, maybe not too long..

2005-01-17T00:41:00.000-06:00

Yes, so it seems it only took about a half an hour to get a new blog skin...but i've been shopping for days and this is the one I decided on. X-P lol

Well...I think it's cool....Feel free to comment...

much love

[sigh]...shut up...you were right...

2005-01-17T00:05:00.000-06:00

Yes. Screw you all. I'm back. You knew it. I knew it. We all knew it. Why did I even bother trying? [sigh] Kinda dissapointing that I can't even stop writing about my pathetic little life for this world read...this world being like, 4 people.

But, before I continue, I have to talk about my very last post that I put up (those of you that read it know what I'm talking about. If you don't, skip ahead: this doesn't concern you.)
This post was the last post I put up on a very depressing day in my life. It was bottom rung, pathetic, and probably the lowest i'd ever been...
And I was stupid enough to write about it on my blog.
[smacks head] X.x
That post was what was known as a knee-jerk response. I don't even remember what exactly was said, or who I spoke about, but I do know that I said some hurtful things in that post that could have seriously offended some people, and for that I'm sorry. I removed the post from my blog a few days after I wrote it, but never gathered enough courage to apologize. That was until tonight. Hell, I don't even know if anyone read it, and I suppose that's a good thing because I asked people not to ask me about it in person if they did. No one did, and for that I thank you.

But enough of that! Sadness, depression, and a little vodka makes one hell of a Screwdriver, and everyone knows how much I hate drinking.

Bleh, I won't even bother with writing about today. Just a lot of Mardi Gras and Show Choir drama...which is basically the synopsis of my life......kinda sad really...[shrugs] whatever. My idea is, someone, somwhere right now is complaining about it, so it's just a waste of my time to write it and yours to read it. 'nuff said. lol

Yet to come: Quiz of the day and possible new blogskin...ooo, shiny! And I promise it won't be pink (sorry Doc) or fluffy. [shudders] It's gonna be completely awesome for you all...which is why it might take a while. lol

as always, much love!!

What Flavor of Jones Soda Are You? by frootloops676

2004-11-17T13:57:00.000-06:00

Angelica was right!! This quiz by frootloops676 is awesome. The questions are funny and they aren't too see through, but for a couple of results they are. I honestly had no idea I was going to get blue bubblegum...of course I didn't know there was blue bubblegum pop/soda out there....

Well I guess I learned something new today!!

Enjoy with luv!

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You are Blue Bubble Gum! You are laid back and calm
most of the time, but when you get sugar, TAKE
COVER! You are very creative and artistic, and
you dont try to be anyone that youre not. You
do have a strange side to you, but most of the
time your fine. Good job!

What Flavor of Jones Soda Are You? (Fun Pictures!)
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I'm Done!!!! YAY!!!

2004-11-17T03:52:00.000-06:00

yay!!! remember that history report rough draft that I didn't understand a week or so ago? It's done!!! OMG! I feel like a bazillion pounds has been lifted off of my shoulder! [claps and does happy dance] w00t! I STILL don't understand it, but it's off my shoulders until...

...dun dun DUN!!!

The final draft!!! [audiance gasps]

...to be continued....

much luv!

"My Exciting Day"...yeah....right...

2004-11-16T01:06:00.000-06:00

Yes...i'm updating...let's do the happy dance [not very happy "happy dance"]. lol Not much happened today. Tim was in town(Yay!!)....but I had show choir...again...[mutters incoherently] but that's ok, because he and the others are coming to my house for a movie on Thursday!!
[double yay and real really happy dance] lol

That's it.

My Exciting Day.

...Heh heh heh...

...................

...And on with the featured quiz! X.x; This quiz by Obsession9 is featured on my site because of it's accurate results, well thought out questions, and gorgous pictures. Those factors are all well and good, but one of the main reasons for it being posted is the fact that in the answer, good advice to follow is given, something I haven't seen in a while.

Very well done, Obsession9!

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You are the Goddess of Night.
You are muchdifferant than the Goddess of Darkness, you are beautiful and full of passion and life, but you often stay locked inside yourself. Chances are that you're a poet or other artist, and create beautiful works. Some people are drawn to you and others percieve you as a freak, but don't listen to what others have to say, just listen to yourself.
You have a passion for words and chances are you love Shakespere and the like.
You want to surround yourself with people who accept but often feel like nobody likes you, but remember that's not true, and you have a lot to offer, just believe in yourself. As for love, you are either too trusting or you trust no one. Guys are stupid, unless you find one that will see you for who you really are and not how others percieve you.
You tend to either one extreme or the other, hardley ever in the middle. Just listen to yourself and you will go far.
Rock On

What are you goddess of?
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Until the end, much love!!

.:.:What Type of Tea Are You?:.:.

2004-11-14T21:07:00.000-06:00

This quiz by nekokittychi is featured because of it's originality. It's pictures are very nice too. The results are pretty accurate, and the questions aren't too transparent. All in all, this quiz is worth your time.

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Chamomile Tea...
You are Chamomile Tea.
Your an original! Helpful to anyone in need and always willing to lend a hand, you take action but not through violence, people listen to you for you have a knack for giving wonderful advice!Many look up to you and you try your best not to let them down. You have many friends steadfast or no who consider themselves lucky to be near you. You may have been hurt in the past but you dont let that stand in your way! You have a wonderful outlook on life and try to see the good in people which is an awesome gift!

What type of Tea are you? {-With Anime Pictures!-}
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Go See "Saw"....X.x;;

2004-11-14T19:37:00.000-06:00

So, last night I was supposed to go see "I, Robot" with Anders, Angelica, and Doc...But that didn't quite work out...The main excuse being that in the end, no one was able to go (that'll damper your plans.) We couldn't get ahold of Anders and Angelica and Doc's dad wouldn't let him go. Sadness. But, his dad would let him go to a later movie, so we went to "Saw" at 9:55 (once again, couldn't get ahold of anyone.)

...Oh...

...My...

...GOD!!

Holy friggin Sh1T!! I have never seen a more bone-chilling, on-the-edge-of-your-seat, too-horrified/shocked-to-scream movie so well made. Everything fit together so perfectly, it was beyond mind-boggling.

The story is, there is this murderer who takes people who don't value their life and kidnaps them. They call him the Jigsaw Man because on all of his dead victims he leaves a mark of a jigsaw puzzle piece. (The "Jigsaw" idea is actually really ironic because that is exactly what the plot fits together as: one big, terrifying jigsaw puzzle.) After he kidnaps them, he puts them to a test, which is actually survivable, but not likely. (the next segment is kinda but not really a spoiler, so skip ahead to the next paragraph if you really don't wanna know.) For an example, one of the victims is an overweight man who cut himself with a razor. For his "lesson" he is put in a cage in a cellar with razor-wire strung what seems like hundreds of times through the cage making one big cobweb/jungle gym type setup of razor-wire 7 feet deep. The man had 2 hours to crawl through the webs of razor-wire and get out the door, otherwise it will shut and lock him in...To die. He gets about halfway through and bleeds to death. When the police find and investigate, they find traces of stomach acid on the floor. [shudders] I can still see him struggling in the wire. [shudders again].

But anywho. The movie despite, yet because, of its terror and violence and sheer trauma to one's sanity is one of the best, most well made movies I have ever seen. I think it may have permanently scarred me for life (well, maybe not SCARRED, but it's made a huge impression on me). Definately recommend...but only if you have a high tolerance for scares, trills, gore, and suspense. Yeah. And are at least 14 years old. Definately. [shudders yet again]

I rate it: 10/10

As always, and especially after you watch that movie, Much Love!

Sorry I missed a post!...but who honestly reads this anyway?

2004-11-12T17:06:00.000-06:00

Man, sorry I didn’t update last night, even though I ‘m sure so many people are reading this and even care if I don’t. The only person who I think would even care is Angelica…and she didn’t update last night either! lol But for those of you that do--for some amazing reason--care that I didn’t, I apologize wholeheartedly. I quite literally fell asleep at about 9:30 last night, which is 2 hours earlier than usual. I don’t understand why I did, but what’s done is done.

Sooo…Yesterday was mainly just more show choir drama. Ms. Sheehy has now decided on our costumes for our last song…but I don’t think it could look much messier than it’s going to. It’s not that the costumes are bad. Actually, they’re pretty cool. But, there’s going to be absolutely no pattern to which of the 3 colors (Aqua, Fuchsia, or Purple) goes where. Totally sporadic. No way related to our blocking or any moves we do in the show. Icky!!!!! It’s going to be such an eyesore…but I suppose that’s not any different than last year—which I will say, the costumes were worse. With that said, by the time I’m a senior, I may actually like our show! How cool is THAT? X.x;

[sigh] Once again, I’m in US history class, writing to you guys to retain my sanity. Rebellious, I know. (That was sarcasm, in case you didn’t catch it.) If it looks like I’m actually working on something (that “something” is actually supposed to be my compare/contrast essay) then they will extend the deadline for the rough draft to Wednesday as opposed to Monday, which is what it will be if our class goofs off. O.O So I’m catching up and counting this post as yesterday’s. I’ll talk to you all tonight.

As always, Much Love!

Religion Hurts My Head...

2004-11-11T01:12:00.000-06:00

[yawns] I should probably update earlier than this. It would probably be a lot easier. My day was pretty basic. Nothing really stood out except for Adam, Loren, Nina and I playing in the leaves after school. Hee hee hee, that was fun...But I'm still pulling leaves out of my hair...[shrugs] oh well.

But today is Wednesday. That's meant that tonight was Religion Night at Kev's house. [sigh] It was fun, but most of this year in Conformation is review and just facts and vocabulary coming out of the book. Shouldn't Conformation be preparing us for the "real world" of a Christian adulthood? I mean, it's not like we have to know what the Magisterium (sp?) is. Well, we should know, but we don't need to to live a good Christian life. I would understand having all of this shoved down our throats in 8 weeks if our opinion is asked of us when it comes to our faith, but in most cases it isn't. As a matter of fact, in some aspects of the church and in some parishes, things can be taboo or carved-in-stone solid. Which seems wrong for a religion which is supposed to love all and be intellectually indulgent as well. I just...Every week at those "classes" I get questions about what we're reading, or what's being said and a simple question from me suddenly turns into a 10 to 15 minute debate. [sigh] Maybe I'M the reason all of my religion classes get behind: we run out of time by spending too much time on my questions. Well, it's not like other's don't partake in the conversation (if that's what one would call it) and even some times I stop talking and the others take over the "debate," but I still can't help but feel responsible. I dunno. I'm too tired to think of any questions that came up tonight, but when I remember them, I'll post them and ask for you opinion, so keep an eye out for some questions for my own sanity as well as anyone else's around here. I'll probably remember some tomorrow during school, and the question game works both ways. I have some good connections and consider myself as close to a "Model Christian" as a sarcastic, dark, opinionated, potty-mouthed, contradictory-tendencied teenage girl you're ever going to find, so if you have any questions about the Cosmic Know-It-All in the Sky, my ears...I mean eyes...Are open to ya. Drop me a line anyway ya can and I'll do my best to answer your question (and if you're going to e-mail me, call the subject of the e-mail "RELIGIOUS QUESTION FROM BLOGSPOT" or something of the like. If not, I'll probably just end up deleting it accidentally...And preferably no attachments, please.)

Sorry about the religious rant, but I had to get that off of my chest. God I'm sleepy.

And on with the featured quiz! Today I felt like a little The Nightmare Before Christmas action because...I suddenly felt like it. BWAH HA HA HA HA! [clears throat] Sorry bout that, but the movie rocks my world and our new Hot Topic is loaded with merchandise [happy dance]. (If you're reading this site and have not seen this movie, put it at the top of your list. It's got the best music, the coolest characters, and the most awesomely inventive plot I have ever heard of...But it's directed by Tim Burton, so how could a person expect any less? lol)

So, I took some (some being near 6 or 7) "What TNBC (TNBC=The Nightmare Before Christmas) character are you?" quizzes, and sadly most of them were pretty transparent--meaning that you could guess which character you were going to get because of painfully obvious questions like movie quotes or what you would wear. But oddly enough, transparent or not, I still got the same character every time. Very, very bizarre...In a freaky cool sort of way. But out of the 6 or 7, I picked 2 gems which had very good questions and accurate results. Kudos to you, iambicinsanity and GirlWhoStoleTheStars!! (if you don't know what "Kudos to you!" means, comment and I'll explain. That might just be a local thing and I really don't like confusing people with regional sayings and phrases)

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You are... Jack Skellington! You're quirky, yet
dignified, with an insatiable craving for new
things. Everyone's attracted to your magnetic
personality, but at times the attention makes
you feel stifled. Despite the respect you get,
you never feel that anyone really understands
you. Don't let it get to you - your kindred
spirit may be right under your nose!

Which Nightmare Before Christmas character are you?
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(quiz by iambicinsanity)

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You're Jack Skellington! The Bonedaddy himself!
Post this result in your journal or anywhere
else your little heart desires!

Which Character From "Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas" Are YOU?
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(quiz by GirlWhoStoleTheStars)

Well, i'm going to go pass out for a few hours now.
As always, Much Love!

Pirates of the Carribean Genius

2004-11-09T21:27:00.000-06:00

Well loves, t'days featured quiz isn't exactly what one may expect.

It is: **THE HARDEST PotC quiz**, by greenleaf-legolas

I must say, the quiz actually is pretty difficult. It really gets down to the nitty-gritty stuff in the movie, so it's best that you memorize almost everything in the movie, from the movie lines to the number of sails on a ship...like me! ^.^;

But truly, an awesome, awesome quiz. I recommend it to any of you POTC savvy swashbucklers such as myself.

you are a true PotC fan you knew a majority of these!! congrats (unless you were a lucky person and guessed your way through the whole thing)

(heres a pic of the people who are proud of you)

** THE HARDEST PotC quiz** ( READ MEMO!!!!)
brought to you by Quizilla

Much luv! to you loves, and remember: there was a good reason for the rum to be gone!

Bored In Class....

2004-11-09T04:05:00.000-06:00

Is it a crime that I don't care about my country's history? I mean, I know it seems un-patriotic, but seriously...it's so boring!! Now, world history; there's some interesting stuff! Maybe it's just the fact that the U.S. is too young and our "history" is too modern for my taste. [sigh] I dunno. Right now i'm supposed to be working on a compare and contrast essay about "...machine politics and settlement houses in the growth of cities in the late 19th century."

....snore...

But there is good news! (That's an awesome change of pace, now isn't it?) [happy dance] I broke through yet another writer's block. It was kind of funny because I was just doing my geometry in study hall and bam! an idea hit me, and then bam! another one, and then another one after that, and it just kept going for about 10 minutes with all these solutions to pit falls in my writing falling into place...it was so cool!! I'm really happy about that because I was just about to give up on writing. Well, maybe not "give up," but my recent inspirational dry spell spread any ideas I had pretty thin and it was getting downright painful to open up my wordprocessor and stare at the screen for ten minutes trying to write just one sentence....

But it's gone!

And I'm happy!

YAY!

Oh, and for anyone who cares, my sudden inspiration was for a Tamora Pierce fan fic i'm writing. (If you don't know what a fan fic is, or fan fiction, then comment if you really want to know and i'll explain.) Not that anyone wants to read it (which is a good thing, because it's not near worthy to be presented yet--it's not finished), but if you really want to see some of my stuff or a sneek preview then comment and i'll be glad send you something. I've been told i'm pretty good at writing and this is the only exposure i'm going to get for writing until I get a "real" web page.

As always,
Much Love!!!

X.x I'm drained..

2004-11-08T23:24:00.000-06:00

X.x;;

Omg. This has been quite a day. I totally spaced all of the homework from this weekend. All of it. And then someone for some wild reason took my all-purpose notebook which I use for every class…screwing up everything. [sigh]

I can feel the headache again.

[sigh] After school was ok. Pretty main stream. I have a new favorite song: “Impossible” by Christina Aguilera. Good jazzy, bluesy song. Good for vocal range and flexibility. Might try in a solo competition. [shrugs] we’ll see. Alicia Keys wrote, arranged, and composed it, so that might say it all there. Good song, good song…

Show choir was a beating. We ran our first and last songs “for real” for the first time today: full out singing, dancing, smiling, and an obscene amount of energy. My side hurt like a mo-fo afterwards. O.o I suppose that says what kind of shape I’m in.

And Tim bailed out on our plans…AGAIN!! UUUUURRGG!! Not intentionally, I understand, but stilllllllll…it makes me sad…I haven’t seen him in 2 weeks…sniffles…
Oh well. At least he’s online every night! wOOt!

And onto the featured quiz!
This quiz is by Nivera, and the pics are gorgeous, but alas, are covered by the description…sadness…but still a really good quiz. And here are my results…

What kind of Elemental Princess are you?

You're a Fire Princess!

What kind of Elemental Princess are you?
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Featured Quiz--Where Does You're Beauty Lie?

2004-11-08T00:28:00.000-06:00

This test is so bizarrely awesome!! For all of you that know me, you'll read the results and be like "...Whoa! Those are freakishly accurate!"

...Because they are...

...Freakishly accurate....

dun dun DUUUUUUN!!!!!

Just look at the results.

Much Love!!

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Your Beauty lies in Contradiction.

Controversial, unpredictable, and never what anyone expects.
You appearance and your personality are two opposite things.
Even your appearance sends different signals to different people.
To some you may look innocent and sweet, to others you look mysterious and intimidating at the same time. No one ever knows what to expect with you.
You are a little bit of everything all mixed together.
You can be watching the football game with the guys one minute and the next out shopping at the mall. You seem to be almost a different person every time you meet someone, but at the same time you know exactly who you are and there is always that one
thing that makes you you.
You enjoy keeping people guessing and people love how
completely unpredictable you are.

Some Things
That Represent You:

Element: Fire, Water
Animal: Chameleon
Color: Dark Tones, Light Tones
Song: Everything by Alanis Morriesette
Expression: Half-smile

Gemstone: Opal
Mythological Creature: Gryphon, Half-breeds
Sign: Gemini
Planet: Mars
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Brown

Quote:
"Appearances can be deceiving."

Where Does Your Beauty Lie? ..::Original Pictures Are Back! Detailed Results::..
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W00T!! First Post!!....and Mardi Gras Invades....

2004-11-07T19:56:00.000-06:00

Oh Dear...Romi's first post in an online journal. Well...lessee if she can actually keep this one updated. My Xanga journal didn't work so well, but it was so boring!! [sigh]

Anywho. How my day went.

Well, here in La Crosse, we celebrate Mardi Gras (or Carnival). Actually, it's right up there with Oktoberfest and Riverfest. I am a member of the Krewe of 3 Rivers, and every year at the Mardi Gras Ball (adults only) each krewe performs a skit to a song which goes along with the theme to their costumes. This year our theme was Lord Of The Rings.

O.O;

When I first heard that, I just about fell off of my chair. X.x Then the questions rushed into my head, "What kind of theme is that? What is going to be their theme song? Are they just trying to merchandise off of the LOTR sweep at the Oscars last year? They're going to ruin the LOTR series!!" (Well, the last one was actually a statement, but you know what I mean.) Well, regardless of how I feel about the theme, I had to suck it up and deal with it. [sigh] It wouldn't be the first time I had to. A couple of years ago we did Hillbillies....

...[shudder]...

So I dealt with it...and dealt with it.... And then the genius Kyle somehow gets him and me to choreograph the damn skit!!

O.O;;

Do you have any idea how hard it is to choreograph something so it's not too hard for a group of 30-40-50 year old people when you've been in show choir/dance for 4 years??

It's hard. Trust me.

So, from 2:00 to about 5:00 yesterday, we choreographed "We Will Rock You" (if you can tell me how that relates to LOTR outside of the changed lyrics...please tell me in a comment...please?) with some of the cheesiest, most awful moves I have almost ever seen!! I felt we were doomed to failure when I left his house that night....

...or at least death by a pack of rabid chipmunks...

[sigh] So I get up at 10:30 (early for a weekend for me) to go teach them at 11:00. We don't get started until 11:30 and we had to end early because people had to leave (and they wouldn't shut the hell up!!)...

BUT THEY LIKED IT!!

I couldn't believe it!! They actually liked the P.O.S. that we whipped together on the fly without music (because the CD wouldn't work) the night before....and they liked it! I still don't quite understand what happened.

[exhausted sigh] Sorry for such a long post, but I had a long couple of days.

Much Love!!