| yerro |
[Aug. 12th, 2004|05:18 pm] |
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My cousin is on the phone being hysterical with a friend of hers that recently returned from vacation, so I am taking this small snippet of time to write in you. Hoo-boy, so much has happened since I've been able to get on a comp. I'm not sure whether to do small entries, or large, but what the heck. Small seems easier to read, and you can take your pick as to which ones you want to read or not. So until then, ta-ta dahlings! |
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| Uchi ni imasu yo |
[Aug. 8th, 2004|11:25 pm] |
So tired. Blech. We were about a hundred eighty miles from home when my dad really randomly said, "you know, if we tried, we could just drive home tonight." We all looked at each other, a kind of "What the hell" look tossed around, and we ended up pulling into our driveway around 11 pm. Rock On.
Anyways...so I now exist in southern cali again. Mixed feelings about being back though. Gotta see sky obviously, and David and I spent a great day together (almost finished with cowboy bebop!!!) so I obviously like it for those reasons, but it was so great seeing my family again. Stupid how we're spread out all over cali, and especially the ones I actually like have to be so far away...T_T
I miss them greatly though...I probably won't see them for another year either...
Oh well, hopefully we'll stay in touch. I need that chai recipe!!! XP
Moving on...I'm exhausted for some reason, and sky and I have decided to bust our asses and ride my bikes down past venice, so I gots to catch up on some sleep. Talk to you guys later ^^ |
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| August 3rd, otherwise known as the first day of our trip-somewhat transcribed from my journal |
[Aug. 6th, 2004|05:20 pm] |
The drive today hasn't been too bad. We'd only been going for a couple hours when we stopped off at the first place. For lack of a better thing to do, I slept most of the drive there, I've seen the California coast-line countless times, so not much danger of missing anything.
The only real highlight of the day was going for a horseback ride. The ride itself wasn't the best. First of all...my horses name was "Sprite." This wasn't because someone liked the drink, but because it was too cruel to name a horse "Spite." That should have been a MAJOR hint. All the other horses had cutesy little names like Charlie and Chocolate (the horse named this was bleach-white...I still don't want to know.) However, truth be told, if I had gotten another horse that was slow or calm, I probably would have fallen asleep during the ride and slipped out of the saddle.
There was a forty-five minute wait before the ride started, but I was kept amused the entire time by watching the other rides dismount. I love hearing people complain about how much their asses hurt when they get off the horse, and then try to walk. I've never understood how people can;t deal with that, but it's amusing nonetheless.
So, we headed off on our ride. Nothing interesting, going around a small track through some woods, then out onto the beach. All fine and dandy. With one problem. Because I have riding experience, I was given the one horse with personality problems. Very competetive, much like other horses, but she was nudged a little bit further. When you are going downhill, you have to lean back in the saddle, and stick your legs forward, and when going uphill, lean forward, legs back, etc. Gravity and whatnot. Well...the problem with Sprite is that if you touch her front flank (upper part of her legs) she spazzes. Majorly. Horribly. Generally down the sides of cliffs. That was interesting.
Ohter then the dust, and how short and tame the ride was, it was fine. I was allowed to slope Sprite becuase they knew I could hang on, but then I had to deal with the riders that wanted to catch up with me, and not stay with the group. Some guy on this mammoth black horse named tracker was head to tail with me for awhile, and would nip Sprite's butt, which would make her go even faster. Anyways, it was really cool, because when we were riding back, I got into conversation with one of the trail leaders. She was really nice, and recognized my riding style (English influences mainly)when I strarted posting and gave me some tips for western riding. In simple terms, British/English riding is very strict-perfect posture, reins in one hand, etc. Western is a lot more lazy. I'm not used to being lazy in the saddle. I was scarred for life when I went riding in Wales and the riding master there spent the entire time screaming at me "Chest out, butt under, stomach in!" the entire time. It was like being in ballet all over again, but without the weight requirement. I still don't know which style I like better, but at least now I am comfortable with both of them.
Sorry about the horse tangent. =P
Anyways, going out to dinner with the cousins, and then hopefully going blackberry picking up at the creek ^^ Write in you sometime soon ^_~
btw, I'll be back sunday. Give the cell a call if you want to hang |
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[Jul. 29th, 2004|11:26 pm] |
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David and I celebrated our 5th anniversary yesterday ^^ We watched CB, went out for sushi, and generally hung out all day. It was really good, I'm happy I got to see him before I leave for two weeks to go see the family up north. Hopefully we are getting together tomorrow for a couple hours. I'm sad he's so far away, but it makes our time together so much more special.
Today my mom and I went to an old used bookstore to get some books for my summer reading. Didn't find any, but I loved walking around the old, semi-dusty shelves and looking at all the books. I just wanted to sit down and read them all. ^^ I used to be such a bookworm, but for some some reason, I slowly drifted away from it...*thank you internet* However, being back in that store was great. I can't wait, because everytime we go on vacation, it's almost mandatory we stop at every little out of the way bookstore we come across ^^ It's really great. Some of my earliest memories are wandering around stores looking at the shelves and pulling out these books and reading a couple pages of each one. Not enough to know what was going on in the sotry completely, but usually just enough to get me interested. My dad used to lift me up to the tallest shelves I couldn't reach where all the good books about dragons and fairies were. I think that's what somehwat cultivated my interest for them. Having them so out of the way made it so much more special when I finally got one. It's also one of the things my dad and I really enjoy doing together. When I was 10 or so I started getting more interested in Sci-Fi, and my dad who is a huge fan, would sometimes leave the books lying around the house. I would pick them up on a whim and get distracted for hours. That probably explains the state of disarray my room was always in. XP I love it when my dad and I can do stuff like that together. I got a book out of it, (always, of course, my dad always bought one for me as well as himself ^^) but I liked just spending time with him in the store as well. Same thing as the old music store that used to be on whilshire-"Moby Disc." He started taking me there shortly after I was born, and I grew up hanging around that store. Mikey and the rest of the guys were used to me climbing all over their displays, and if I was lucky enough, I got to go behind the counter (!!!) and see the reggae posters they had up on display.
I've been feeling really close to my dad lately for some reason. I've started understanding how much my father and I alike. I seem to be a majority of a mix of my mother and father, but I seem to take my dad's emotional side. A couple days ago, I helped him and his friend (affectionately termed "The Brew Boys" by their wives and children) bottle the new batch of beer they had made. It was a lot of fun. I had to run around a lot, but it was fun. When I was younger, I would help them by grinding the grain if they were doing a malt, or sorting hops. Watching them was so fascinating. Jim used to joke around the HUGE brew pot and lift me up and dangle me over it. He would never let me fall, but it was still terrifying, and at the same time, so cool. They let me test the head (foam) on the beers too, but no more. No worries, never enough to get me drunk. I insulted them about the taste of it so many time =P They even decided to make a chocolate beer for me. I still hated it. ^_~
Okay...I've been nostalgic enough for tonight... I still have some paperwork to do before I go to sleep, and then I have to be up semi-early tomorrow to see my boyfriend, and then hang out with Miyuu after she gets out of class. It's your last day babe! We're rooting for you! I'm going to put together a little surprise for her as congratulations for surviving a college chem class *remembers geometry and shudders*
night everyone! |
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| The Real Folk Blues |
[Jul. 20th, 2004|02:04 am] |
Aishiteta to nageku ni wa
Amari ni mo toki wa sugi te shimatta
Mada kokoro no hokorobi o
Iyasenumama kaze ga fuiteru
Hitotsu no me de asu o mite
Hitotsu no me de kinou mitsumeteru
Kimi no ai no yurikagode
Mo ichido yasurakani nemuretara
Kawaita hitomi de dareka naitekure
The real folk blues
Honto no kanashimi ga shiritaidake
Doro no kawa ni sukatta jinsei mo warukuwanai
Ichido kiri de owarunara
Kibou ni michita zetsuboto
Wanagashikakerareteru kono chansu
Nani ga yoku te warui no ka
Koin no omoi to kuramitaita
Dore dake ikireba iyasareru no darou
The real folk blues
Honto no yorokobi ga shiritai dake
Hikaru mono no subete ga ougen to wa kagiranai
The real folk blues
Honto no kanashimi ga shiritaidake
Doro no kawa ni sukatta jinsei mo warukuwanai
Ichido kiri de owarunara |
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[Jul. 19th, 2004|12:35 pm] |
I lost not one but three lives yesterday. First I found out that a close family friend of ours has passed away. I will miss her greatly, but I am happier that she is in a better place and no longer in pain.
Then my mom and I were talking, and we realized that the gestation period for the eggs is long passed. They didn't make it...
I know I have to go bury them, but it hurts even looking at them. A small part of me kenw they were doomed from the start, but the rest of me just doesn't want to accept that they won't hatch. I'm probably going to have to have my mom take them away, I feel like crying everytime I see them. Why did I even bother taking them in? Just to make myself feel noble about "saving" the little birds, when the mother probably aandoned the nest when she realized they weren't fertile? In some ways I guess I'm even stupider than the mourning dove.
I went and saw Fahrenheit 9/11. That was the most moving documentary that I have ever seen. It was the first time in my life that I actually clapped at the end of a movie. This whole war just makes me sick. This asshole of a man, screws over a nation for his own little game, and spouts shit that he cares for the soldiers overseas, and then cuts out all of their benefits from under their feet. He uses fear as a means of controlling the nation, and keeping himself in power.
The saddest part was watching the soldiers sitting, just asking themselves why they are there, and the mother reading the last letter she received from her son, telling her he couldn't wait to be home, and that he hated bush, then getting killed five days later.
If Bush gets re-elected...there will be a draft. There is no doubt about that. I do not want to watch my friends and my family get sent away to die for fucking oil money! Just because bush is enjoying it at the top doesn't mean I want to watch the people I love get killed. You know what I love? He has two daughters of the right age, both who are sitting safely at home. Like father like son. Bush Sr. enlisted him for posterity, then yanked him out as soon as it seemed like something might happen. You know something? Out of the four hundred something people in congress, ONE has a child enlisted. Now how is that fair? The people of America should sit idly by and watch their children die for a war that doesn't even benefit them? This whole thing just infuriates and saddens me.
If you haven't already, please go see Fahrenheit 9/11. I will not lie to you, it is very intense. There are some incredibly graphic pictures, and some horrible testimonies.
This documentary may be biased, but in no way is it the lies and propaganda that the government has spewed out at us. I was happy knowing the truth for once. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2004|11:42 pm] |
Main Points and Highlights of today....
~Being woken up by Miyuu smacking my ass with a shinai.
I'm sure that to many people, having an attractive brunette smack your ass with a sword is a pleasurable occurence, but for me....it most definitely was NOT. To me...it felt like an attractive brunette smacking my just-woken-up-still-groggy-fuck the-world ass with an extremely HARP, SHARP, WOODEN SWORD. It HURT. And I couldn't reach mine. T-T. So needless to say...MY ASS STILL HURTS!!! DAMN YOU MIYUU, I WILL AVENGE MY ASS!!!!
~Going to the Getty for the first time in a LONG while to see a really cool photography exhibit...and elaving over six hours later....O_o
On the upside...they told me they would allow me to have a photoshoot there if I didn't use a tripod. YAY! So now I get to get a new camera with faster shutterspeed, and I'm set! So happy. The Getty was beautiful as always...even if the marble was blinding as all get out. I ended up having to steal Miyuu's sunglasses because I started going blind. Upside of that, my eyes turned blue, and stayed that way for a couple hours.
~Inside the Getty, we went to this one exhibit on sculpture that had some amazing statues. I was explaining to Miyuu about how one pope had cut off all of them um, extra appendages on the male sculptures because it was seen as pornification, and had replaced them with plaster fig leaves. We were walking around admiring the um...fig leaves when we passed by one statue that didn't have one. At the same time, she said "missed one" and I said something along the lines of his um...non-existant fig leaf (or lack thereof.) ^_~ We both started laughing and a guard came over. He looked at us and then the statue we were walking away from and goes "I know why you are smiling" winked, and walked away. O_o Interesting...
~Coming home and finding a naked child watching some cartoon on my TV and dancing around with a pillow. Thankfully she is a friend of the family and has done this before, or it would have been quite a surprise. You should have seen the look on Miyuu's face though. After that, we made shaved ice from this UBER cool new japanese ice shaver I got called Hiyatto Time and smothered it in melon syrup...so good...*oiishi....* Then after that, we hung out in my room and listened to music. The girl (Mars. That's her actual name, I am totally serious) came ina nd hung with us, we painted her nails and dressed her up in this rose colored satin ballgown I had when I was a ltitle kid, and put a pearl neckalce on her and tied her hair back. She is so adorable. I love her so much ^^ I'm sad though, she and her family are moving to NZ soon...why does everything about my life end up going to NZ? None of you guys go anywhere, PLEASE.
~Sparring with Miyuu after they left with our shinais and practically murdering each other. =P Like we always do. She got in a lot more hits today, I was very pleased. I kind of wonder what would happen if we went at each other with real swords though. ^^ It probably will happen (hopefully) soon though, so I'm really excited. I'd be even happier if we knew WHAT THE HELL WE WERE DOING. ^^ It's still fun though.
~Going swimming at the gym at 9 oclock at night, and discovering that I am doing everything wrong. This is the problem with having a mother who has done competitive swimming...I apparently can't even do the crawl right..,My skill with the crawl probably slipped away to the same place where my ability to float went. It was actually amazing the people around us, because apparently, I can't float. =P
My mom was sitting there going "Humans are naturally bouyant...they float in water...why are you still sinking?!" I ended up laughing so hard I sank again and we gave up. I will get it though. Someday. The whole thing was hilarious anyways. The entire beginning she kept saying something and I thought it was "Your body is a piece of Iron Down" and I was like "what?" and kept sinking. As it turns out...once I had relayed this fact to her...she exlained how she was actually saying that I needed to act like the feather of a duck whose name starts with i and that I now can't remember. O_o I still couldn't float even after clearing up that misconception...but I made better progress. It was very disappointing though. Expecially after discovering I could no longer do flip turns either. Ghe...apparently I need to swim more, because, yeah...I SUCK. =P Practice makes perfect...so I really have my work cut out for me. At the end, she even critized the way I got out of the pool. Now THAT was funny. I started laughing so hard I fell back and almost hit my head on the concrete.
Now I am home, and chatting with friends...so I shall return later. Hopefully able to swim properly and do flip turns. ^_~ |
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| and now because I am bored |
[Jul. 15th, 2004|10:26 pm] |
dude...apparently I rock....lol
wtf...why is my cuddling level so low?!
well...that one quiz just kind of killed it for me (damn cuddling factor) so I'll write back later. Night! |
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| doo dee doo |
[Jul. 15th, 2004|10:22 pm] |
Everyone seems to be quiz-happy again. So yeah, I'm stealing all of your quizzes. Ha.
Now starring in Alphabetical order by the people I stole from (don't ya just love it?)
Whoa! Melissa is out to get me?!
Moving on...
Which Pirates of the Caribbean character are you?
DUDE! YES!
NEXT!
Whoa, this'll be interesting...
Take the quiz: "What Is Your Kink?"
Submission
You live to serve! You're most excited when someone else takes the reins and controls the situation. You're happy to do whatever will make your partner happy, even if it isn't your favorite thing to do. In the bedroom, you aim to please. Your motto is, Yes Sir/Ma'am!
not quite sure how to take that...even if it might be true =P
NEXT!
Whoa! Vani is taking over!!! |
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[Jul. 15th, 2004|01:09 am] |
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And then the world was right again... |
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[Jul. 14th, 2004|10:05 am] |
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I was going to update this last night, but um, yeah...it never happened ^_^;
Here's what happened yesterday.
In the morning...not much. Basically hung around the house, cleaned a little, worked on my computer a little more. The usual lazy summer day ^^. Attempted to go to the gym...didn't happen. Hopefully I will be able to go today. There is no way in hell I can do the cosplays I want to do, and feel good about ym own body until I feel like I actually have something to feel good about. Moving on.
At about 4 or so, Miyuu came over and we hung around my house for a couple hours, creating an lj for her, and making french toast. All good calorie-laden fun. After that, we finally got dressed and left to go pick up Lily and her friend from her house. It was really weird for me getting dressed because, well, I started re-visiting my punk days a little. =P i.e., found my spike bracelet, chain necklace...It was kind of comforting to slip back in time for a little while. Thankfully I didn't return to the mind-set or maturity I had in those days, but it was a fun little trip back to the past. *cough* the beginning of this year *cough*
I'm joking really, I'm still a punk \ml/(>.<)\lm/ But my clothing style has changed drastically in one year already. Hell, I'm Lara Croft one day, and Lady Astor the next. I'm still experimenting though. It's fun having my friends take bets on what I will be wearing the next day =P But I digress....
After that we got dropped off at the Key Club where we were going to watch ORANGE http://www.orange-band.com/ (Joe commands Lily who commands me to advertise) They were actually incredibly good. The wimpy mp3s garageband.com has up of them do not do them justice in the slightest. They play pretty much punk rock, something like you would hear from Sum 41, or Greenday. I'm interested in going to another of their shows on the 27th, anyone want to tag along?
We stayed around after the show for an hour or so and watched the other bands. Nowhere near as good as Orange of course. The crowds pretty much thinned out after they left. The last band was okay, but the guy was a Bruce Springsteen kid, who thought he was a cross between Mick Jagger and Brandon Boyd. It didn't really work for him...Miyuu lovingly referred to him as "the Partridge Tree kid from Hell." At that point I was inclined to agree with her. We went to go grab something to drink at the bar, she got a water-$4, I got a diet coke-$2. I love america. She was so mad. =P We ended up leaving pretty early because the rest of our group really didn't wan tto stick around.
After we dropped Lily and her friend off, and had given up cajoling my mom into taking us out for either ramen or the gym at 11;15 at night, we got home, and improvised. To the tune of rice and garlic toast. That was cool. Miyuu dared me to bite into a clove of garlic, while I dared her like-wise. I had forgotten just why people don't do that...but I think I have a pretty clear memory now....O_o The toast tasted great, and the rice was delicious, so we wandered back to our room and sat and talked, I got on-line and attempted a journal entry, but got distracted. After that I got a phone call, and then while I got ready, she cleaned off the bed, while she got ready, I got stuff for the night etc. I get back in the room and notice that my computer screen is flashing. I brought it back from standbye and immediately wished I hadn't. My internet had disconnected and booted me off-line. AGAIN. This pisses me off so much, and keeps happening! I hae to figure otuh ow to make it stop. Blech. anyways it was early in the morning so I didn't bother to sign back on. If anyone sent me messages, I'm really sorry because I didn't get them.
Anyways, we finally fell asleep, woke up this morning and she headed off. I'm so tired right now. I really want to go swimming. That would be very relaxing...^^ Yeah, I think I'll go do that. Talk to you guys later. |
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| I love humans. They never cease to amuse me. |
[Jul. 13th, 2004|01:07 am] |
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Compiled by Phil Proctor. November 2002 edition of "Funny Times"
"When two service station attendants in Ionia MI, refused to hand over cash from a register to an intoxicated robber, the man threatened to call the police. They still refused, so the robber called the police--and was promply arrested."
"The Chico, Ca, City Council enacted a ban on nuclear weapons, setting a $500 fine for anyone detonating one within city limits."
"Hoping to continue it's perfect five-year safety record, a company showed a film on the use of safety goggles, but the film's depiction of gory industrial accidents was so graphic that 25 workers suffered injuries in their rush to leave the room, 13 others fainted, and one man required seven stitches after falling off his
chair."
"Supposedly, after a top-secret government memo was circulated to be initialed by all authorized to read it, one chap received a follow-up: 'You were not supposed to read the attached. Please erase your initials; then, to verify that you erased them, initial the erasure." |
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| home again home again.... |
[Jul. 12th, 2004|04:03 pm] |
Wow....this weekend was...wow.
I won't describe it in detail...b/c I'm not sure I can...
the sum of it all is...crazy fun, breaking out, and memory loss.
I already said that I went up to my boyfriend's house for the end of the weekend, which was great. Well, great is not the word I would really use to describe it. Great is somethign you say after getting a book that you really wanted, or going out to lunch with an aunt you like. However, I am at a loss for words on this. Suffice to say, "great", even if maximized to the farthest level, will never really be able to explain my weekend.
So in short...this entry had no real purpose. I still haven't found a way to aptly express my weekend...and I still haven't recovered from it. ^_~ Amazing is a little bit closer to what it was...but not quite good enough yet. I think you guys get it now...
anyways, missed you all tons. Miyuu and I are going to spar, so I'll ttyl.
Oh, and I just saw most of Cowboy Bebop the movie. It was amazing! I remembered all the much more why I love the animation and dubbing. Best I have ever heard. Now onder they were up for awards.
Update-
1. Cheese is life
2. Pogo is a flaming homosexual. By his own admission. So don't sue me. |
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[Jul. 10th, 2004|01:30 am] |
I really need to get to sleep earlier. I'm going to be useless tomorrow.
In other news, it's been a great week, through the good and the bad. I hope I can finally get myself to practice more though.
Night everyone |
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| I do believe I am setting a new record. ^^ |
[Jul. 8th, 2004|02:52 am] |
Ah...I love making journal entries like this...when the house is silent and I am along with my thoughts. Well...I wasn't really along until a little while ago. ^^ My kohibito and I had a great 2 and a half hour long conversation, and I feel really good about it. There were some areas of unrest between us, and I feel like they have disappeared a little. There is definitely more understanding, soemthing I am grateful for, because it was what we needed most. I'm so content, I don't think I'll sleep tonight. ^_~ No, seriously, I am just at such a level of peace right now, that going to sleep seems almost like wasting it. I'm resisting the urge to go hug a tree, or a small furry woodland creature, that's for sure.
I think that I shall watch the sunrise this morning. I used to, but then stress took the beauty away from it, and I slept more, trying to escape from the things I had to deal with. I almost feel like there is nothing now. In a way, I am afraid if I go to sleep, I will wake up, and everything will be how it used to. Right now, everything has a kind of hazy glow to it, and seems more perfect even in it's flaws then it did before. It's like seeing things more clearly for the first time.
I sound like a born-again christian. Someone have me shot, please.
In other news, I wasted most of my time on the computer today, but I feel like in a way, I still gained from it. I have strengthened some relationships, and created others, for which I can definitely find no fault in. My views seem to kind of follow Siddhartha's right now. If I walk around claiming enlightenement anytime soon, I'll know for sure.
I know there are still plenty of things that I WILL have to deal with, and are still wrong with my life, but I feel almost like I can embrace them now. They don't seem so horrible after all.
If I spout one more cliche, you have all the more reason to hurt me after you finish reading this ^_~
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"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today."
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[Jul. 6th, 2004|10:46 pm] |
I've finally gotten off my lazy ass (well, not really, I'm kind of still on it to type this) and decided to update this damn thing.
Okay...before anything else...AX WAS ONE OF THE BEST WEEKENDS OF MY LIFE. That felt good. Seriously though, it was. I got to see some AMAZING costumes, screw around with the digital camera, and meet some really really cool people. ^^
First, I got to see our friend Chris from AG-mixer, whom I haven't seen or talked to since...um...AG-mixer...O_o I also got to meet some amazing people, otherwise known as Melissa, Allie, and Mike. You guys are great! I loved staying in a hotel and doing a shoot with you guys. I'm only sorry that I didn't get a chance to stay longer so we would have had more time during the day. Gomen Nasai! Next time though ^^
Anyways...the highlights of this con would be...in chronological order...
~Finding out that we couldn't check into a hotel room yet, and spending over an hour in the Mariott bathroom working on Vanessa's costume before the con. Lol That was wig is from Hell...I swear.
~Getting to the con, and discovering the 1,294 people in line for tickets, then leaving.
~Watching Chris Chug Corona *I almost wrote Chrono O_o* Then spending the next twenty minutes watching him run into a wall (twice), a pole, and then collapse.
~Going back down to actually stand in line after having a friend scootch over for us, and having Chris lie down on the floor in front of the aformentioned thousand people. Now, you all know that I get embarressed really easily. And if you didn't, now you do. So...in front of these numerous cosplayer peoples...I proceeded to Drag (I'm not sure why that's with a capital D, it seemed good at the time) Chris across the floor, and down the length of the hall. Considering that most of these people had been in line for a good five hours, we were much needed amusement. I was glad to help.
~Meeting Vanessa's friends Melissa, Allie, and Mike. I cannot wait to see you again! Tea party anyone?
~The photoshoots, (obviously) were both entertaining, fun, and good photography practice. I love how some of the shots came out, though I am incredibly pissed off about the amount of time it is taking to get them to people. That and the fact that it was freaking NIGHT when we took them. I thought it would look cool...but I waited too long *sniffle*
~Taking pictures of Pip poledancing, and having 20 Christian Convention people cross themselves at the same time. Also watching, then taking pictures of Pip molesting Vani ^_~ I love you guys.
~Having the ninja men streak down the hall in speedos. That so made my day.
~Ride the chocobo-$2, watching Smith chase the chobobo. Enough said.
~Having a Man Faye strip tease, and get his badge revoked for it. This is a lesson to all you cross-dressing men over 20 who think you can dress up like a sleazy female anime character and get away with it-remember it well.
There were so many more inbetween, but I'm geting tired now, so I'll have to finish this later. ^^ |
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[Jun. 29th, 2004|01:26 am] |
1:26 in the morning. YES! I LOVE it when I am an insomniac. I am such a night creature. For some reason, sleep has become my mortal enemy again. Go figure. I really should go to sleep, but for some reason, being awake during the night is so much more appealing. Especialy since I am the only one awake, other then the insane traiffic outside my window. What the hell are semi's doing driving around at 1 in the morning. And by the sound of it, crashing.
The mourning dove eggs are a lot more developed now. I'm really happy, I think the baby doves actually have a chance of surviving after their idiotic parent's abandonment. My parents still haven't noticed I have two eggs sitting in a cd holder under a heat lamp at least 9 hours a day. This fascinates me. My father came in and was sitting there working (breaking) my computer for at least 5 hours. Never noticed a damn thing. I wonder at their obliviousness. Perhaps they have figured out the eggs are there, but are waiting until I break down and tell them. Ha. I'll let it slip about the time they hatch.
I played DDR today. Sucked even more then usual. I think someone is draining my DDR talent, and putting it in their own pathetic body. Damn them. I want to be able to pass hard maniac songs again! Return the DDR talent or you shall suffer!!!
In later news...drew for the first time in a long while as well. Fairly standard drawing, only until I'd perfected the arms, head, and legs did I realize I had made the torso too long. Oops. Trashed that. Well, not really. It's sitting next to the other 9 billion drawings I haven't finished. I start out with such a good idea...and then at some point...it just goes away.
My friend introduced me to the wonder that is actiontrip.com. I will not stop laughing for a long, long time. As well as being disturbed. Some of the news items they have are pretty creepy.
People are playing baseball in the medical parking lot across from my house. Should I be worried?
I should probably be making an effort to head towards my bed soon. My friend is coming to Santa Monica early tomorrow morning, and I don't want to be asleep when he shows up at my doorstep. That would be...bad...
Whoa. I keep forgetting I have aim on. Every now and then a message will pop up and I'll be surprised all over again.
I either need a life, or a hobby I will actually actively pursue. Maybe world conquest. Total domination sounds better, but it sounds like something from a videogame. Not exactly such a bad thing.
Now I have homeless people playing baseball in the parking lot. This just keeps getting better and better.
I love the way I am spacing this out. By skipping a line every new thought, I hope to make this entry seem intelligent and thought out.
I'm still failing miserably, but it passes the time.
Okay, I'm going to go stare at my walls now.
my body is slwoly shuttind downs ond meee, it think that soooner orew later I"m sjut gount tp fall asle |
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[Jun. 28th, 2004|05:43 pm] |
This day has been...well, not very amazing. Considering the weekend that I had, it has seriously been a letdown.
I feel like a prisoner in my own house. Just like every other teenager in the world I'm sure. Oi. I just remembered that I am sixteen. It's pretty sad that I actually forgot. Not too surprising though. After all, as you get older, aren't you supposed to get more resposibilities, as well as freedoms? I still haven't been able to tell the difference between me being 14 and 16.
My mom came into my room and told me that we should work on my ren faire costume. I was estatic about this, because I have wanted to work on it for awhile. Well, I was in the middle of a conversation, and I couldn't just abandon the person, so I wrapped it up, and headed out. So, I find my mom, and she is working on a puzzle that has been sitting out since saturday. I go and sit there, waiting for her to finish. She looks up at me, then continue working on the ouzzle and says "You waited too long." So...I asked her where the stuff was, so even if she was busy, I could at least look at it. She replies that it is hidden. I ask where, and she refuses to tells me, and then informs me that I don't know how to sew (because I was so incredibly confused whether I could or not.) So it's like, what? Were you tempting me or what?
I had a photoshoot with a friend today. It didn't turn out very well....though there are a couple pics I like. I had to put in my contacts and do full makeup and everything though, so it was kind of disappointing.
I've been in this funk all day. I don't really know why, but I've been depressed lately. My insomniac qualities showed up again, which is incredibly annoying. I'd rather they came during the school year, when I might be able to put them to use. As it is, I don't have the motivation to do so during the summer. Pretty much this summer, all I have done is eaten, and hung out with friends. I've done far too much of the latter, and probably far too little of the former, but I truly lack the inclination to make any efforts. I won't even touch upon the subject of my weight, it is too depressing.
The birds look far more developed inside the eggs then they did before, so fuck off anyone who thinks I am crazy for incubating them. I just hope they hatch...
I had a short dream last night about being a grownup and adopting a kid. It was a sweet dream (warm fuzzies) but when I woke up, I felt really freaked out. It had just occured to me that I am about two years away from being a grown-up.
That freaks me out far more then it should. I know that everyone grows up, so this irrational fear is really annoying, but it's also kind of defeating. I have never been scared of growing up, and thought that I would embrace it until I was 45, during which it would start to look bad.
Oi...I have also been feeling kind of forgotten lately...
I really don't know why either. All of my friends have been really sweet lately, I've seen someone pretty much every day now. My closest friend just drove down through horrible traffic to spend time with me, and my other friend is now coming voer to hang out.
If I am so surrounded by people, why do I feel so alone? |
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[Jun. 27th, 2004|11:00 pm] |
OKAY! *anime jump with arm in air a la Never-Ending Manga)
Friday
Lazed around most of the day. Attempted Ramen, failed miserably. Have sworn never to cook again. Sky comes over, go to gym. Do INTENSE yoga \m/(>.<) \m/ then spend twenty minutes on stairclimber. *legs wobble all the way to car, almost serious incident with staircase.* Skyler sleeps over, go on roof, find nest, stay up until past midnight, sleep. Wake up four hours later, check nest, go back to sleep.
Saturday
Take eggs, make incubation, hope to god the damn bird didn't get a CONCUSSION, AND WONDER THE THE FRIGGEN CAPSLOCK IS ON. ah. *attempts to remember what else happened saturday.* Ah, yes. Am bored, made plans, which then never happened. Lily calls early afternoon. AH! HUMAN CONTACT. Ri-chan comes over. Play DDR. Do puzzle. Play DDR. Do puzzle. Play DDR. Torture cats, Play DDR. Do puzzle. Attempt to cook (oh god)make rice. Ri-chan discovers fireworks upstairs. Decide to test them out in parking lot across street. They work fine ^____^ Record process, discover that lighters are crap, and I can't use one for the life of me. Watch southpark, and surf art website. Play DDR. Ri-chan leaves. Computer deicdes to fuck up. Call David, discover computer will crash at any second. Computer decides to do so. 6 times. Spend hours downloading things. Give up around midnight *is still on the phone with david at this time* give up on download, which is EVEN SLOWER upstairs, and go to sleep around one.
Later Sunday
Wake up, fix computer. Discover there are still over 47 things to download. Finally fix computer, laze around, talk to friend for 7 billion hours. Have cellphone battery die twice. Hang up phone, find out that friend is driving down. *does happy dance* Friend comes over, hangs out, decides to get movie. Hang out and watch The Naked Gun. Remember why I've seen it three times. Go out to Boba with friend. While there, run into friends ex-girlfriend. Awkward moment of introductions to ehr group of friends. =/ She notices I have a new haircut. Flattered, but feel even more awkward. Get dropped off. Go inside, am almost immediatly called by someone out of state. Out of continent actually. *jawdrops* Talk senselessely(is that a word?) and then get call from a different friend. Go on lj and start typing this while waiting for afforementioned friend to get his ass online. ^^
Overall consensus- Not too bad ^_~
That blow-for-blow enough for you Dane? Damn you british men. ^_~ Don't be a stranger luv.
aishiteru Genya ^_~ |
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