once upon a time ago

11/27/2009 Tablet Session

2009-11-27T16:11:00.000-08:00

An attempt at speed painting.

leather shoes

2009-07-18T19:22:00.000-07:00

what now

2009-04-18T20:24:00.000-07:00

So my birthday is next month.

Lately I haven't been really looking forward to things, or having things truly set in that they are happening. Take for example my latest attempt to pass the driving test. In the past, significant events such as these have kept me awake in my bed for extended periods of time worrying or thinking about them. But now that doesn't even happen.

Maybe I've reached a point in my life where I don't get really excited about things anymore. Or perhaps I'm not worrying anymore. I've been finding that has happened often in my life lately. I don't really worry about things anymore, nor get excited. It can be said that I view life as boring right now too.

Something needs to happen to me.

BUT ANYWAYS I don't know what I want for my birthday. With the recession and all, I probably can't ask for anything HUGE. So here's some possible requests:

Shoes
Alter Ego/Rootslife shirts
Sewing machine
DS games
Keyboard
Sims 3
Money.

hump day!

2009-03-25T17:25:00.000-07:00

Today, I truly believe that hump day exists.

Upon my last blog post, I was going through Photobucket.com looking for "Happy Wednesday" pictures. I came across an awful lot of "Happy Hump Day" pictures too, and I thought, "What the heck is hump day? Is it really what it's implying?"

So off I go to the wonderful resource called urbandictionary.com to look up hump day. First result:

The middle of a work week (Wednesday); used in the context of climbing a proverbial hill to get through a tough week.

Hallelujah! No (intended) sexual reference!
I forgot about that until today. The past two days have been tiring. On Monday, I worked on my essay for English and felt generally tired. And then on Tuesday, IT came, plus I had Winter Percussion that day. The first day always includes crying and/or mood swings (in this time around, mood swings). I was all over the place, and by the time I got home I was too exhausted to do anything. Last night I got my auntie to get my prom dress adjusted because the bust area was going all WOOHOO on me. When I came home yet again, I was so tired. I went to sleep at 10:00 PM and woke up at 4:00 AM to complete that essay that was due today. EXHAUSTING.

Today was pretty stressful in itself too. I'm still in mood swings, but now it's okay because I have (pretty much) no homework tonight! Which leaves time to do drawing. :)

So just now, I have acknowledged that Hump Day actually does exist.

That is all.

What I Like About Wednesdays (Now)

2009-03-11T17:33:00.001-07:00

No band
Fun classes all day
ART. Two lovely hours of art with Dimple and Natalie. :)
I come home so early
Usually not that much homework the next day
Perfect day to go bike riding!
I can do ANYTHING I WANT. Five hours pass until I should really start doing hw.

Yay for Wednesdays!

some new things

2009-03-09T22:20:00.000-07:00

I'm starting a bunch of new projects now, or goals I guess. It's so exciting!

The first one I would like to introduce to you is Marcus&Bernetta. I'm not really sure where I'm going with this project, but I think I'm going to write a lahv story. :) It's really for this one website called FreshBrain, and if I win some contest, I get a scholarship! :D I know I probably won't win, but a project like this would be nice when I have nothing to do after school every day next month. So far I've made Sims of them and sort of began what their personalities are like. Here's a link if you care.

The second one is something on deviantART called DAcademy. I hope it will improve me as an artist right on time for art portfolios.

The question is if I will actually follow through with these things. PAHAHAHA. I do have a tendency to start things and never ever finish them. Wish me luck. :)

well again!

2009-03-07T13:03:00.000-08:00

It is true (somewhat)! I have been feeling FANTASTIC for the last two days, until this morning when I started having another coughing spell. It's gone now, so I think I'll go biking again soon (as in TODAY! :D). I just hope I don't cough while biking.

My music library has been expanding this week. It's wonderful! A lot of the songs I'm adding are really old and were popular during the time they were first released and I was oblivious to any music playing on the radio or at the dances, aka "Laura's My Chemical Romance stage." EGAD. Anywhoo, my favorite new song is "Sleepyhead" by Passion Pit. LISTEN. It makes me happy everytime I listen to it! :'D

But yeah. At the end of my sick period that almost made three weeks, I stayed home a grand total of SIX DAYS. GUHHHHH. And there's still lots to make up. :( My grades are suffering, and it will be sad, but not unexpected, if I get a lower gpa this semester.

And that is an update that ABSOLUTELY NO ONE READS. :)

bald frog!

2009-02-28T12:49:00.000-08:00

So I was trying to answer a random question on my profile, and this prompt came up. When I tried to submit, it said my response was too long. I'm just going to post it here.

The children are waiting! Tell them about the story of the frog with a wig.

OKAY DOKAY.

Once upon a time ago, all frogs had hair. Their hair was so long and voluminous, and all the frogs were very proud of what sprouted upon their scalps. Now, it was a very odd sight to see a bald frog. If one was sighted, the other frogs would stare and scoff at the bald frogs.

Down in the village of Rampoogle, almost everyone had long hair that was so long that it reached their webbed feet. However, there was one frog who did not have hair like this. This frog once had hair, but lost all of it in a freak lily pad accident. Everyday he would walk into the village and the other frogs would, indeed, scoff at him. He was very sad. Every night, he lamented to his mother about how outcast he felt.

One night, his mother revealed that she found a wig shop in the bordering village of Shampoogle. The next morning, the two set off to Shampoogle to go wig shop where the bald frog chose a long, blond wig. He put it on his head and hopped back into his village of Rampoogle with his mother. The other frogs hardly recognized the formerly bald and welcomed him back into the village.

That night, the now not bald frog did not lament to his mother. He removed his wig and placed it on his bedside. The next morning, he awoke to hysteria and chaos. The frog placed his wig on his bald scalp and asked his mother what was happening. She said that the night before, eleven frogs were found dead with the tops of their heads bitten off and nobody knew why. A committee was set up to figure out what was happening.

The next day, the committee figured out that a strange bird was coming and eating frogs at night. They had captured the bird and placed it under interrogation. The strange bird said that the heads of the frogs looked extremely delicious and that he and his family were eating them. They then killed the bird. All the frogs went under a panic and started shaving their long hair off. The strange birds never returned.

Now, the bald frog was very happy that he didn't have to shave his head; all he had to do was throw his wig away. Eventually, the frogs adapted to not grow hair anymore. And that is why frogs don't have hair. :)

BUGHH

2009-02-28T11:52:00.000-08:00

I'm sick again. EW.

So, this all started last Monday. I was at a Winter Percussion, and the adorable cutie BENNYYY was sick. But he was there. I was feeling absolutely on top of the weather.

That night, I popped in my retainer, which I had not worn in months. The next morning, I woke up with this terrible sore throat. I went downstairs and hoarsely asked for a cough drop. Too bad we didn't have any. :( So I go to school anyways, figuring it'll be okay and the sore throat was probably caused by my retainer somehow.

But that is not the case at all. As the day goes by, I gradually get sicker and sicker. By the time Winter Percussion rolls along, I'm fully out of it and ask if I can go home. Permission granted, but I have no ride home. So I stay at school for another two hours and completely lose it. I turn into a total ditz, walking around absent-mindedly, not hearing half the things people said.

Last week, I stayed home on Wednesday, sixth period on Thursday, Friday. This week, Monday and yesterday.

I got the sore throat again yesterday. I think I've been coughing up blood. Today, my coughs are KILLING ME. BRAGGGGHHH.

But otherwise, I've been bored out of my mind. I'm doing absolutely nothing productive. Last night I watched Titanic. Today I attempted to knit a scarf but got sidetracked. Let's just say I've been listening to a lot of music the last two days.

And so out of boredom, I create this blog. Halalala.

I want to get better soon so I can go ride my bike. But I'm afraid that I'll keel over on the side of the road and cough my final breath. And then NO ONE WILL BE ABLE TO SAVE ME.

So that's why I'm basically under the house arrest equivalent of sickness.