You know how it was grilling weather yesterday? Well it snowed like crazy today.

Could the world just pick a season and stick with it for more than a day around here? Please?

My anthem is "Another Brick in the Wall Part 3", by Pink Floyd. I don't need you, I don't need anything. So shut the fuck up and leave me alone. I'm the modern-day exemplary of stoicism, even if it hurts. Find out what YOUR anthem is HERE!

find your queer
as folk personality!

See which Whose Line is it Anyway? cast member you are!

Which "Saved By The Bell" Character Are You?


Must... Not..

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!

That is so wrong, its hilarious! Me? Popular? Airheaded? Attractive? How totally and completely unlike me! (Well, I'm not entirely positive about the attractive thing. I don't really care about looks...)

Quote of the Day:

PunkRockin04: THE AD
PunkRockin04: the ad says it all
Bookid9997: Touching? Like... hadshakes are out of the question? That's harsh...
PunkRockin04: i don;t know if it goses that far
PunkRockin04: but that's what it says
Bookid9997: And I'm here craving human contact, dammit!

Preferrably from a loving guy. Or even from a nice guy. Or just a guy. Hell, I'll settle for a pet, but my parents are stupid and won't get one.
PunkRockin04: lmao
PunkRockin04: aw mayo
PunkRockin04: here's a nipple
Bookid9997: . : Alexiel - Evolution Vs1 : . **Kills for Elusion-kun's layout-making abilities** He doesn't use a blogging program, online or not. It's all his own html and such.

Oh yes. A female nipple. Just what I always DIDN'T WANT, BITCH! ~_^
Bookid9997: **Reads Elusion's newest entry**

Hey, I'm Foxy!
PunkRockin04: lmao
PunkRockin04: i meant the nipple in the motherly sense
PunkRockin04: that;s the only reason i asked

Bookid9997: Personal Profile by Colorgenics.

Freaky...
PunkRockin04: oooh i'm going to get a really butch haircut after my play
PunkRockin04: lol
Bookid9997: I don't need fed, I need loved! And not freind-love! I have enough of that.. I need someone to be all snuggly with, and who'll make me feel all warm. I'm too cold all the time, especially personality-wise. I don't feel temperature anymore until it gets to extremes, and even then it doesn't bother me. If I were to feel all warm and loved, I could probably start feeling life again...

I'm not nearly as depressed or messed up as that makes me sound, mind you.

There's no good way to say what I feel...
PunkRockin04: omg i thihk we all feel taht way
PunkRockin04: there hasn;t been a day in years that shannon and i haven;t said taht exact thing
Bookid9997: If I don't get any warmth/love/whatever you want to call it soon, I'm just gonna keep getting more distant and heartless... I keep surprising myself with my evilness and how satisfying it is.
PunkRockin04: lmao
PunkRockin04: it is
PunkRockin04: very
PunkRockin04: i need somthing too
PunkRockin04: we can guy hunt for each other
PunkRockin04: and if you feel the need to girl hunt for me, do it carefully b.c i'm ery picky about me women
Bookid9997: You totally just ruined my mood, dammit! ^_~

-Heather and I It's from the middle of a conversation. SHe had a post in her blog that had something about "Forty Days and Forty Nights", and I commented on it, and it led to this... somehow.

And my dad is cooking on the grill. In mid-February. And the worst part is, its 'cause its grilling weather...

5 more visits and my counter breaks 1000! (So my site already has... the counter was a later addition.)

I wonder how many are Anne and I?

GAAAAH! I had the money for the last two Esca VHSs, so I went to get them, 'cause last time I bought one, Suncoast had 9 million copies of the last two. I get there, and there's one copy of the last VHS, and no copies of the second to last, so I bought the last, and the store is ordering in the second to last. It'll be in in about two weeks! I have the end of the series, but I have to wait two weeks! to see it. Well, considering I've spoiled myself silly about this series, I could watch the last VHS, but that would just be... wrong. And I halso have to wait another two weeks! to get the last card so I can send in for the series Tarot set, which means that the odds of them still havfing them is.. low. I think. I figure 90% of the people who sent in for them sent in within a month of the release of the last VHS/DVD. Hopefully, that accounted for less that 90% of the decks. I pray, though I'm not exactly sure what to, that there'll be decks left, 'cause I want a Tarot set soooo bad, and I won't have money after I get the last VHS.

Which tarot card are you?

Yay. Basically this just means that I'm starting out on my journey of life and that I have a lot to learn. In other words: I'm a teenager.

AQUA You enjoy life, humor, and being exuberant. Wherever you go you usually find yourself stealing the spotlight without even trying. You love to let go and have fun. Find out your color at Stvlive.com!

Hmm... Aqua. I like green better, but water is the greatest thing ever, so... yeah.

What Pattern Are You?

Oohh... Look at all the purdy colors...

Which Winona Are You?


That's... eerily accurate, just replace "lesbo" with "homo", 'cause I'm a guy. (Quiz thanks to Heather.)

I had fun in history today.

The teacher split us into three groups, and each took a different stance (of three given) on how the US should get involved in the Phillipines, given that it's just after the Spanish-American War. One group was total imperialism, one was no-involvement, and mine was the middleground, which was involvement, but not imperialism.

We won, partially because we actually believed what we were saying, and partially because I was the main speaker, and years of fighting losing battles in argument have taught me the finer points of making a good point. (Now, I can sometimes come out on top where most others wouldn't. If Im really incensed enough to bother.)

But... I learned that I can not think of metaphors while talking. I finished my otherwise solid closing argument which rebutted both other groups main points during the debate with this:

Quote of the Day:
(To the imperialists) "If you try to turn a lion into a tiger, it'll attack you. If you leavie it alone, it'll go on sleeping." - Me

Thankfully, my arguments up until that point had been great, and my group got the extrsa credit. (Although to be honest, it may have been more that the imperialist's argument sucked ass and the non-involvement people's wan't too great either, although it wasn't bad...)

Whee!...?

Yesterday night at musical rehearsal, we started learning the Ice House Livin' coreography, and its a really fun dance. However, when pushing a girl much shorter than you into a spin, you have to be really careful where you put your hands.

And don't trust her to place them in moves after thet. When I "dip" her, she places a hand up pretty high, with mine inside of it. Then she blamed me for "voilating" her. With a sense of humor, but still... It wasn't my fault. 'Course, now the musical cast has their big in-joke of the year. Sorta.

Nyao!

Would you survive a horror movie? Find out @ She's Crafty

"No psycho slayer is going to get between you and your right to life. You're an ass-kicker, a charge taker, and if need be, a monster masher. You're level-headed in sticky situations, you trust yout instincts, and you're not afraid to get a little dirty while getting the job done. Simply put, you rock! But don't get carried away. Even though your little brother might act like a creep sometimes, you definately shouldn't be driving stakes through his heart!"

I sorta wanted to die... I can't stand the living in horror movies. At least the dead are amusingly un-telligent...

I'm a Fire Spirit


And... (I've lost the link)

I'm a seme! Woo!...?

Like I couldn't figure it out myself, given the right situation... Erm... **Shuts up** ^_^;;

I wish I'd found out there was a computer with internet service available to guest of the hotel before now...

I found The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer! I'm sooooo friggin happy it's great!

'Cept my roomates are kinda eh. I'll write more about the trip when I get home, 'cause when a computer's available to a hotel's guests, it doesn't take long for someone else to ask for the computer (Which means no BOTC for me 'til Monday.)

Anyway, I'm only to 9 September, 1908 in the book, and it's already made the movie better. And I found someone who taped it so that I can get the last fifteen minutes that ended up not taped... Well, I had before, but the person's sister taped a 6-hour N'sync marathon over it. **Punts person's sister, just for liking N'sync that much, let alone taping over Rose Red.**

I'm really dizzyfor some reason...

Ah well.

Moo!

Happy Fun Bus Ride Home will really have to wait, because I"m off to Vermont 'til Monday morning in not too long.

Snowbarding bona est.

Hee! Snowbarding!

**Is going down the hill on top of Shakespeare**

How ya doin, Willy?

Shakespeare: I've been better...

**Hits tree**

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See which Greek Goddess you are.

Can you say... "Freaky"?

Happy Fun Bus Ride will have to wait, but I had the best dream ever last night, except is ended too early.

I was dreaming that I was on the Real World. Sorta. There weren't any cameras in sight in my dream, but I was put in charge of something job-related by the producers, so... and it was sorta the current season, sorta not. The job was lifeguarding and Chris was there, but wherever we were, there were tons of people I know now (At the ages they are now), but no recogniseable Sandusky non-landmarks, and we were near a tropic-ish beach. Going back to the house, I was talking to a cast member who's never been a cast member (Read: figment of my imagination), but I can't remember what about. Then when we got back (After the cool, yet forgettable conversation that didn't involve a fight), for some reason (I know he had a reason, I just forget it, 'cause I"m not good at remembering dreams, unless it's a "I dreamed exactly this before" situation.) Chris came from behind me and held me all close to him, and it was all warm and fuzzy and male, and It was nice. Then he said something really sweet (Yes, I forget what it was. Its how I know he had a reason for doing this), and I was happy, and I can still feel him holding me, and dammit why can't anything remotely like this happen to me in real life? (I mean the holding and sweetness, not the "Real World"-ness)

Anyway, after that, my dream changed what was going on entirely, as my dreams are prone to doing, and as I walked away and turned the corner, all of a sudden I was in a room with metal bleachers were by one of the walls, and a couple last-year's-seniors I knew were there for some reason. Then I was given a paper to read by someone about Babelfish-hime giving some sort of presentation that somehow involves Sailormoon. o.O

I don't get it either.

But it was a cool dream. And I remembered it. I need more dreams like this one!

**Grr-s at dream-making thingys**

I [heart] Cobweb/Philostrate. (I don't know the name of the guy who played them.)

The Hon. Eng. II classes went to see "A Midsummer Night's Dream" today. Cobweb's role was expanded from the original version, and he became both Oberon and Titania's fairy. I don't mind, though. He was the only guy fairy not wearing something to cover the crotch area of his leotard. (Though that's not to say that sometimes the covering didn't move... ^_^) (I'm sometimes superficial. So sue me.) He also was a really cute guy, so he was still eye-candy as Philostrate. ^_^

It's a cool play, too.

"I'm not so short that my nails cannot reach unto thine eyes! **Attempted catfight**"

And in this production, despite the whole plot and words in the play, all the guys seemed more interested in each other than the girls somehow...

And I got out a of a full day of school. Except for chemistry. DAMMIT! I hate Odafe sooooo much...

And I'll write about the Happy Fun Bus Ride Home when I have time...

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I took the What Mythological Creature Are you? test by !

Wheee! Dragons!

Wee! I took the Shounen or Shoujo test, created by

Wheee! Neither!

Speaking of drawing styles, I drew (another) cat/woman yesterday while the guys who killed people whilst driving drunk spole to my driving school class. I hope I never do that if only so that I don't have to speak that long boringly. Back to the drawing, it's head to... ground, which is a first for me. I didn't draw feet, 'cause I'm working on other proportions still. The hands are bad, and I drew them so that one was over the other, hiding it. The face is bad, partially because pencil on folder doesn't erase well, so it smudged badly. The hair's OK... better than my last drawing, I think. I colored the dress in pen. Half's black, half's blue. The sleeves are reversed, though, so that they're visible on top of the body of the dress. If I ever get a place to upload files online, I'll scan it and put it on the page. If I get to keep the folder from driving school. I'll definitely put it up on AE if I scan it. The woman's sadder than in my other picture, though. And some of the detail was lost with the filling in of the dress. Not much though. It's not absolutely neccisary detail, anyway.

Whee!

See what Care Bear you are.

But...

It's really a tie!

See what Care Bear you are.

What's funnt is that I'm an easily depressed, "shit happens" kinda person. Luck is just chance, and I am so not bubbly. Ha!



Mood swings caused by morons, asses, and overall uninteresting or repulsive-by-personality people.

Were you a gifted child?
Your Score: 68%


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And all these people at my school think I'm some sort of ungodly genius.

I don't care if I didn't really use "ungodly" right.

But then, on a lot of questions, I was somewhere between the "gifted" answer and the "normal" answer, and chose the "normal", because if a filling gauge is marked at certain increments, and it's between two increments, you're more likely to say it's the lower, because it's got thinkg-filling-the-gauge at that level, but not at the higher one, if you inderstand what I'm saying. That affected my score a lot.

Whatever...

I'm working on making the separation of posts on the same day more obvious. Whee?

I sorta ran out of time typing my last entry (So read it first, or I'll hate you forever!), and I meant to continue (Duh).

Lately, I've benn much more open than I want, and I've also started acting satisfyingly evil, with the worry placed more on the satisfyingly than the evil. I've always hated people in general, but I"ve never been outright malicious to the extent I've been lately. It's kinda scary.

Is it some sort of side effect of coming out to a few people, that because I let something out that I'd been keeping in, even if not to everybody, other things have a path out? Or did I, by holding in some things, prevent the exit of others? OR is it neither, and I would've gotten suddenly evil and open anyway?

I may have bitten Mattern in that situation before, but I doubt I'd have whapped him for the book or laughed when he twisted my arm... I certanly wouldn't have done anything that showed I was in pain, 'cause I wasn't, but laughed?

And I really, really need to kick something.

Yet, when I go to bed, I need something human-sized to hold. A stuffed animal or two.. or five.. ^_^;; doesn't do it anymore. I need a person, and there aren't any to be found around here for the time being, and even if there were, I don't think my parents would approve of them being in my bed, even if I only held them.

And I NEED some fucking intentional human contact, dammit! (Yes, that was expletive-friendly, but they coinvey extreme emotion quite well, don't they? Don't say I'm wrong, 'cause I'm totally not. And you know it. Don't you play dumb with me! What do you mean you don't know what I mean? You know exactly what I mean! **Mutters** Moron...)

I had a quote of the day around here somewhere... Aha!

Quote of the Day:

"A proof is a mathematician's best friend." Mackenzie Bertch, but I'm never quite sure when she's being serious and when she's not, partially because it requires a certain amount of brain power to emote that well. Or maybe it's just 'cause her sarcastic tone hasn't had as much practice as mine 'cause she's a very nice, optimistic (And not moronic) person. (Whom I could never be. Damn pop-"culture"-centered society.)

I bit Mattern today.

But when you consider the circumstances, it's not exactly that odd.

I was at a computer in school, and he was reaching around me from behind to hit the keys that close the open window, as he has many times before, 'cause he's a jerk. As I was fending him off, he grabbed my arms, so I couldn't hit or kick him. I could, however, bite his hand, so I lunged and my upper teeth hit, and possibly my lower teeth, but he pulled away very fast and was freaked out by the fact that I "bit" him, even though I didn't really, I suppose. If I'd mamaged to really bite him, he wouldn't have been able to pull away so quickly.

So while I'm on the computer, he stole one of my books. Since he's in my next period class, I just went in, whapped him with my Latin book, and demaded the book. He gave it back, then attempted to hurt me by twisting my arm behind my back and such, but it didn't hurt. He doesn't seem aware of that, but I was laughing as he did it, and it takes a lot to get me to laugh when I'm in at-school-apathetic mode.

And Odafe was oblivious to it, naturally.

At least he and his group will probably forget their whole "Mayo's gay 'cause he said he doesn't label himself as heterosexual and we choose to ignore that he said that because he doesn't give himself any labels, which is a really stupid reason to assume someone's gay, especially when he said what he actually said instead of the aforemetioned oversimplified version" thing.

Woot. ^_^

I started driving school tonight. It was... interesting.

We all had to write 50 or more words on why we deserve a liscence, and I was the only person to write that I don't neccisarily deserve one. I haven't driven yet, so I don't know how responsible or safe a driver I would be. Thus, I can't say if I deserve a liscence.

It's probably not what the teacher was looking for (Then again, maybe it was...), but at least it's better than "I deserve a liscence because it's convenient and I don't like walking in the cold."

Three hours a night Mon.-Thur. this week, Mon.-Wed. next week, and a make-up 3 hours for next Thur. sometime, 'cause I'm gonna be on a bus to VT then.

There's one semi-cute guy in the class, and he's from Germany, of all places...