That blond hair, and those blue eyes.

Why can't we live in our dreams? I know that some dreams would be absolutely horrible to live in, but some would be so perfect to live in that you would never get sick of it. I had this dream last night. I've been thinking about it all day. I hate dreams because they do this to me. I can't concentrate with these images running through my head. They were so wonderful, but now I am in this harsh reality that most likely will never produce anything as great as what I experienced last night.

Throughout the day, different things kept reminding me of this dream. Those blue eyes that gazed into my face. When I think about this now, a bubble lumps into my throat, and I begin to blush. It isn't real, stop doing this to yourself. But, why? Why can't this be real? Why can't I just curl up into this dream and have it never end? He was so nice. He was happy, and so was I.

Do not get me wrong. There was some evil in this dream that embodied a real person. I tried to deal with this, but the whole part of the dream sickened me, but once we met up again, everything was fine. Nothing mattered anymore. Not that strange midget in the closet. He didn't matter. We were happy. Why can't I return? Why does this have to be stripped from me?

I went to a busy festival today. I looked through the people hoping to see the person from my dream. A couple times my eyes tricked me, but I never saw anything. Dreams aren't real are they? Maybe I saw this person somewhere. Maybe this person exists, because dreams are inspired. Who was it? The thoughts are a lot to bear. This entry is helping.

I wonder if I will dream of this same instance tonight. If I did, I might sleep in rather late. It's worth sleeping a whole day just to be in this dream. It's worth sleeping my whole life just to be in this dream.

Everybody knows. I will get over it, and I will look back on this entry and realize that I am depressingly sad to obsess over this dream so much. Well, let me obsess, it makes me happy. I will get over it. There will be no heartbreak- how could there be?

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Update 9-8-06: I remember who it was!! The person is real! It was the hot guy from Taco Bell that kept looking at me with the frat shirt on! Yay! Well, too bad I am over the dream. Hahaha.

Hey, Mr. DJ

Techno, techno, techno. Why are you so great?

Anyway, I just got back from Taco Bell. It was pretty fun. I learned one very valuable thing. If you take pictures with a flash on in a public place, be prepared for people to turn and look at you.

I saw some very interesting folks there. I saw a college guy that look almost exactly like Spiderman. I saw a guy that look like a clone of my teacher, but with different colored hair. I also saw a lot of... interesting couples (in frat shirts)?

Well, it was a great time. That's the point of me writing this.

Today was such a happy day. Free pizza at lunch, pep session(okay, this is a minus), dating situation is looking up a bit, and other stuffs... it was just enjoyable. Ryo and Tiffany should get here soon. I can't wait. What great icing to a Friday evening!

I'm baaaaack!

Hello,

I got a computer last week and I am all settled in. You know what that means!? I get to write in my blog again!

I gotta go to school now though, but I'll see you sometime this weekend.

I got bored.

I got bored today, and decided to make a web browser with Visual Baisc. Unfortunately the version of Visual Basic I get from school doesn't allow me to create exe's so, I can't like provide it for download or anything. Here's a screenshot.

Misquito Buzz

I don't know if you've heard about it, but there is this sound at a certain frequency that adults can't hear, but teens can. I found the file. My dad doesn't hear a thing. Here it is:

Misquito Buzz.

Enjoy.

Packaging

Today, in Creative Writing, we were asked for words that came to mind when we heard 'beach.' The class eagerly brainstormed words that the teacher's assistant wrote on the board. Once the board was filled, we were asked to write a discriptive journal entry about the beach... Ahem... Without using any of the words on the board. Here's what I came up with:

The mist blew over my face. I could feel the tiny stings of perspiration over my body. I glance across the vast sea. My mind is at peace as the pinkish colors begin to climax. Our guiding star is fading slowly over the horizon. It moves over the Atlantic to a new hemisphere, a different world. I can still see the whole sphere in the sky as I lie there, basking in its fading warmth. A light flow of air blows across my face, and heads out to the vast sea. The pinks and the oranges begin to fade now. There is no longer a full circle in the sky. I hear another crash, and the mist quenches my parched skin. I notice how the sea's level was considerably higher than when I arrived. To my right, I see three couples. To my left, I see two families, and all are completely absorbed in watching the scene. Even the children stop harrassing the white-winged pickpockets to see the natural colors fade to another place.

The sky became dark, but I could still hear the crash. I could still feel the mist, but the show was over. We were left with an erie darkness. The abyss up ahead was overwhelming. I stared into it for awhile, and then made my way back to the cottage on the hill.

The French Dictionary Adventures

Two days ago, I started the journey. I hopped in my car, and headed down to the Levee. Once there, I parked, got out of my car, and then finally made my way into Borders.

I started to look at the newest deals on the Popular Fiction table. I realized that I had a mission, so I went on my search for the Foreign Language section. I headed back towards the 'Literature' section, first. I didn't see anything that had to do with any language other than our own there. I spin around. An employee is standing at a music sampling station and blasting music really loud. I figured he was bored and had too much free time on his hands, so I decided to ask him where the foreign language section of the store was. After pointing the way, I headed down there.

I began scanning the shelves for the French books. Once I found them, I looked for the French-English dictionaries. I spot them.
Wait a second. What is the title of the French Dictionary I was supposed to get? Shit. I left that paper with the title on it at home. Goddamnit. I think that it had a name in it or something. Hmmm, not Mariam Webster... Ah! Maybe this is it. Harper Collins.
I grabbed the Harper Collins version of the dictionary, checked out and left the store. I arrive back at home, open my notebook to do the French, and realize that I had gotten the wrong dictionary. It is supposed to be the Bantam New College French-English dictionary. Damn, mother fucker. I was happy I still had the receipt.

Now let's leap forward to today. I convince my dad to take me to Borders (so I don't have to use my gas), and we return my book. I head back down to the Foreign Language section only to find a girl in my French class picking up the last copy of the Bantam New College French-English dictionary.
Shit, mother fucking, cock-sucking, bastard.
So, I go back to my dad and sister, and we leave Borders with haste. I figured Barnes & Noble would have at elast one copy of this dictionary, so that's where we headed next.

Barnes & Noble was quite crowded, considering Purdue is starting this Monday. I weave through the crowd to the back of the store where the Foreign Language section is. My eyes moved back and forth, reading the titles. My mouth changed from it's usual smirk to pure disgust when I found that Barnes & Noble didn't have the book in stock, either.

We hop back into the car, and head to the mall across the street. I run into Walden Books, and have no luck there, either.
This is not my day.

My dad gets an idea, "Let's go to University Bookstore."

We go back to the other side of town that we just had come from.

Campus is a mess. So many people. I get dizzy.

My uncle is a part owner of University Bookstore, so I figure we might get a discount on the book.
Bonus.

We weave through an even denser crowd than before, and arrive at the text book section of the store. As I move down a staircase, I see the French-English dictionaries all lined up. I got excited, and started to read all of the titles. My heart lept. There it is.

I snatch two copies, one for Ryo, and one for myself. Two copies remain.

We run into my uncle, and he says that he'll give us two dollars off both of the books. Oh happy day!

My lament.

Hello, my long lost love.

I feel terribly sorry that I have not written in you for such a long time. It makes me sad.

Okay, so in the time I have been away, what's happened. Everything. First of all, you turned one year old! Yipee, this is such a nice accomplishment.

Then, three days ago, school started. It's such a drag. I feel the pressure already bearing down on my shoulders. I would have to say the class that I am most eager about is Creative Writing. The teacher is freaking awesome.

Then, I got to go to an anime convention with my cousin and best friend. It was pretty pimpin'. I think I am going to hang out with that cousin, Molly, tomorrow. It should be a good time. The convention was great. I got tons of free stuff, and all of these neat posters that are hanging on my wall.

I feel a bit depressed right now, but it is such a petty reason, that I am already starting to feel like I am over it. I am so lame. I wish that I didn't care about things like this, but I can't help it. This sorta hurt my feelings. Oh well, I move ahead.

Oh yes! I am also taking computer programming with the completely awesome Mrs. Lasley. It's is such a blast. Well, all we have really done this far is learn about the history of computers and stuff. I have to admit, though, it's still extrememly interesting. I must be like overly enthusiastic about this class or something.

The dating situation... it isn't going to great. I keep wanting to meet new people, but I mean, who is there? Seriously. This is too hard. Boo. That's all I have to say there... except for this crush... I won't go into that. It's probably a big disaster waiting to occur.

So, yeah, that's the scoop, and I feel horrendous about this whole broken laptop deal. I am thinking that it is getting closer to being fixed.

I'll post back as soon as I can.

Of Deer and Dog

The people that come to my work are completely neurotic. Well, I'm sure my job attracts a more mild crowd than a VP posiition, but I have my moments.

Yesterday, the family came that I nicknamed 'Heads of the Psycos.' Okay, the little 5 year old girl, Casandra, comes skipping in with that creepy smirk on her face, cheapo plastic sunglasses, and an old lady visor. I can just picture her creepy little eyes under the white and pink framed glasses. I try to keep my mind on happier things. She runs up to me and says 'I want a refund!' I said, 'What do you need a refund for?'

'I want a refund!'

'What for!?'

'For fun!'

BAH! So then, she gets her little friend of the same age to join in on the 'harrass the pool supervisor' fun. So I sit there while they both scream at me for a refund, and I wonder why. I figure it's probably because the girl's father is a very demanding man, and has probably screamed that he wanted a refund to many store clerks and managers. I wake from my daze of picturing the father yelling at shop managers to find the little girls still yelling at me for a refund. The father is standing in the pool laughing at them... well, probably he was laughing at me.

They finally stopped once I smirked at them. I didn't smirk because they were funny. I smirked because I pictured myself stealing the litle girl's sun glasses and breaking the cheap frame right in half. God, the little monsters.

The littlest of the family is always trying to swim around the pool. She always does this creepy blinking thing like she just went blind, and communicates by screaming.

The father pissed me off once when he started doing my job.

The mother... oh my, the mother. She just sits there and tries really hard to be social with the neighbors. The only thing is, she always talks about herself. I have never heard he talk about anyone other than her own perfect self. I basically know her life story now. I know that she will never get another dog because of a bad experience that she had with her favorite dog. I also know that she saw a deer two nights ago (I heard this one twice).

Wow, psycos.

The Squid and the Whale

Okay, I watched a very cool movie last night.

Well, unfortunately I didn't get to see all of it. I was really uncomfortable watching a movie like that when my dad was right next to me watching it too. Well, the movie started out innocent enough making me laugh a lot, and if I were alone, I would've definitely watched the whole thing. Unfortunately, it went over the edge of comfort when the kid was in the library masturbating and then smearing his semen on the books. It was not something you want to be watching with the parentals in the room. Talk about akward (I thought the movie was funny in its own disgusting way, but didn't show it).

So, I said, "That's really gross." and shut the movie off. So, what I learned is: Do not watch indie films with your parents in the room. It dooms akward situations.


I also watched the movie The Hills Have Eyes. Personally, I would've prefered The Squid and the Whale, but that was a bit too much for the moment. The Hills Have Eyes would better be titled as The Massacre of the Mutants. That movie was horribly gory! It was made fine, but it was just so over the top. I would not consider it a scary movie, just a shocking movie. I liked the background music though. It was very suave. It didn't really fit the 60's mining theme that they had set.

I love Family Video.

Networking

Lately, I have become the networking masta.

As I said before in the last post, I have been super social lately. Well, that's because of the wonderful world of networking. It's pretty fun stuff. One person knows like 1000 people or more, and then your goal is to meet every single one of them. It's pretty fun stuff. And when you go to the grocery store or a restaurant. Remember your cashier's name and face so that you can recognize them in public. It's great, stalkerish fun.

The sad thing is, today people know a third less people than they did a couple decades ago. That sorta depressed me, and I wondered if I fell into that category too. I want to be a positive oulier! W00t.

Well, the two others are screaming at me that it's their turn, so I must leave, bye.

Freetime time.

Hello,

I have some free time and I am writing a post. It's pretty neat.


I finally got my driver's licence after waiting forever. So, I am driving all around town. Well, not really. Gas is too expensive. Oh about gas! My car gets great milage. I love it. That has to be the best quality of my car.

Bah! I have been talking on Gtalk and AIM way too much! That's why I haven't been posting here. I keep wanting to write stupid smiley faces next to every sentence. Somebody. Please. Kill me now.

Haha, well, I guess it's not that bad. It's good to be social- an important skill for everyday life. I think that I have had a super high dosage of communication though for a few days. I am ready to go on a private island retreat, or something. Wow, I shamed like such a hermit, but maybe I am?

Gosh, today was crazy at the pool! This was the first day I did opening, and it was blistering hot the whole time I was doing the morning duties (take about 2 hours). Then, only one hour into opening, a storm appeared in the sky out of nowhere, and within 5 minutes, we were getting drenched and tables were blowing over. It was pretty scary, and quite amazing. It was like a flash severe thunderstorm or something. Well, that meant that she didn't get my paycheck to me, and if I want it before Saturday, I will have to call her. Soo, I guess I'll just sit tight for a day or two until I see the boss again.

Gosh, the TV is so annoying. The only real reason for cable is Internet. If the Internet didn't exist, I will go on an anti-cable coalition. It's so poisoning. I guess it can be educational. Maybe my coalition wouldn't be against the History Channel, Discovery, Animal Planet, National Geographic, or news channels, but it would surely go against MTV, VH1, Cartoon Network (I admit I watch this), Comedy Central, etc, just to name a few.

Oh my, there I go on my strange rants that nobody cares about. People just think I need to go back to 5th grade when I start talking like that.

Oh, well.

Busy, Busy

Sorry, I have been very busy the past few days, between moving, job, and father's day, it's been too hectic to post.


Gotta go fast.

Checked in.

I ♥ Huckabees

I just watched the strangest movie of my life. It is called I ♥ Huckabees.

It is so strange I can't even begin to explain it. Since I am at loss of words after watching it, I'll let theInternet Movie Database give the movie's summary.

"Determined to solve the coincidence of seeing the same conspicuous stranger three times in a day, Albert hires a pair of existentialist detectives, who insist on spying on his everyday life while sharing their views on life and the nature of the universe."

It is a fabulous movie, watch it.

I didn't really understand much of the movie, I mean, I understood the main points, but most of it left me in the dust. Still, this movie hit a spot on me. It gave me chills a few times, and now I feel very dizzy. I think I am just tripping from those pills. Maybe I should sleep before I pass out.

I work tomorrow. The pool again. Only, this time it is for 7 hours instead of 6. I am kinda excited to actually do something with my day.

Wow, I am rocking back and forth. So mesmerized.

- - - - - - - - - - Nip/Tuck - - - - - - - - - -

So, last night while lying in bed, I was trying to find a good TV show to watch. I was flipping through the channels when I can across FX. On FX, Nip/Tuck was playing. I had seen an episode or two, and sorta enjoyed them, so I stayed to watch. I kept on watching and watching the two episodes that were played in a row, and I found that I really like that show! It's on the top of my list now. The show was made fantastically, and there is a new season coming out this fall. It will give me something to look forward to during the school year. w00t.

So, then today, I saw the Disney/Pixar movie, Cars. It was a really great movie. So good, that it even got Ryo (the critic) to give it a 'It was beautiful.' It was great, when Ryo said that, my mom responded with a, 'Are you being sarcastic?'
For the record, Ryo was supposedly serious.
So, Cars was great, Nip/Tuck is great and I am progressing in Super Smash Bros! w00t-3s7.

The fourth Dimension

I searched for an answer to the fourth dimension. Many say it is simply 'time,' but that doesn't cut it for me. I want to see it!

So, I found this really nice animated GIF that helped me see a theory very well:



Stare at this for a while, and something just might click.

Likes/Dislikes

A couple days ago, my cousin told me that your taste buds change every seven years. I thought that this was very interesting, so I decided to document (some) of my likes and dislikes of food for this 7 year block that I am currently in.

Likes:
Cookies
Bananas
Peanut Butter
Ice Cream- Neopolitan is favorite
Cheese cake
Roast Beef
Ham
Potatoes
Carrots
Chips
Garlic
Burger King
Taco Bell
Arby's
Chick-Fil-A
Pizza
Salad
Pasta
Salmon(Most other fish too)
Sushi
Rice
Peppers
M&M Kudos Bar
Kettle Corn
Pop Corn
Mr. Goodbar
Soft Pretzel
Prezel
Chilie
Cornbread
Corn
Tuna Salad

Dislikes:
Celery
Milk
Swiss Cheese
Eggplant
Steak (Not until recently)
Onion
Shallot
McDonalds
Jelly Bellies
Snickers Kudos Bar
Chick Peas

There are many more in both categories, but this is all I felt like putting.

Now you know that much more about me, for 5 more years. Hehe.

Drag time!

Last night, I dressed in drag.

It was very interesting, and pretty funny. My sister dressed up as an army man. We sorta just put on each others clothes and walked out to my brother and his friends that were camping in our backyard. It was great fun to act like a girl, and I'm sure my sister had a lot of fun in her army garb.

So, what I did was take eyeliner, and lined my lips with it. Then, on both corners of my mouth, I made hooks going up. Then, I put some eye shadow in the inside of lip lines to make my lips shimmer (haha). After that, I put some blush and mascara on. It was quite intense.

If you think my makeup was strange, listen to what I wore! I wore an old biker cap with a chain on it, it was a barett-style hat. Then, I wore a black tank top undershirt and my sister's leather and dalmatian jacket (came to about midriff). After I got all this on, we searched for pants that I could wear. I asked my sister if she had any old pants that she would let me wear, and she said, 'no'. But, we managed to find a pair of jeans that were too small for her, and I managed to fit all of my lower half inside of them. It was quite intense, but very funny.

So, we went out and harassed my brother and his friends, then headed back in to relieve ourselves of the uncomfortable clothing.

It's me!

Here!

I finally got some (bad quality) pictures of me so you people can see me with shorter hair.





There we go.

Have fun. Lick them up. Dress them in latex. Enjoy 00
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Summron Adventrons

So, yesterday, Ryo visited my house.

It was pretty exciting. We played Super Smash Bros, and went hiking. Just in the short time Ryo was over and playing Super Smash Bros with me, I improved a lot. This is due to the fact that he taught me how to properly execute smash attacks. I knew they exsisted, and I sorta knew how to do it, but I really didn't know how to pull it off. So, now I am working on pulling off the smash attacks during battle. It is quite intense. I practiced a lot last night.

Then, we went hiking down in the trails behind my house.

It was very intense.

We had a very safe trip, though.

Yeeeeeah, the trip was a bit scary at times. For a while, we were just walking down the path like civilized humans. Later, we started throwing rocks in the creek, but even that can get boring. So, I decided to climb a solid dirt hill with rocks jutting out of it. The hill was about... 70^o, I'd say. So, the path is halfway up this approximately 40 foot total hill. The top is grassy, the bottom feeds out into the creek. So, I start climbing. I head in the upward direction from the pathway. At this point, it's about 20 feet up to the very top of the hill where it flattens, and the grass starts. I wanted to reach this grassy zone. So, I grab onto the first rock and start pulling myself upward. I get about halfway up the top half, and I reach for a rock that appears to be securely in the earth. Unfortunately, it came out of the ground easier than expected. I didn't want this rock to roll down and hit Ryo on the path, so I tried to keep it in my hand while balancing on the other little rocks.

This is where my voyage takes a turn. I begin heading down the hill. Yeah, down. At first, I was moving feet first, but facing the hill. I managed to turn around, still feet first, but facing outwards. It really is amazing at the amount of thoughts that pass your mind at moments like this. My descent was a quick one. I eventually reached the path with the rock that came out still in hand, not wanting it to hit Ryo. So, I realized that the situation was beginning to get much worse. The path marks an even steeper descent downwards straight into the creek. There is a good 20 feet left to roll.

Fortunately, there is a chain railing at the edge of the path. As I went speeding past the pathway, I managed to let go of the wretched rock, and grab onto the chain railing. At this point, I am thinking, "I hope this thing can hold up."

It did, I survived with only a minor injury on my knee.

It was a quite intense experience. I hope to do it again someday.