"CAPSLOCK CANNOT FULLY EXPRESS MY FANGIRLY JOY"

(Seriously. Go watch it. I give it two thumbs way, way up.)

...
I think that I wanna grow up to be Claire/RT/Vino~
Or, at least cosplay him someday... (I dunno, I've never seriously crossplayed before. It would be something to think about... I'd be more suited to cosplay as Nice or Chane or somebody who is infact female, but...)

*shrug*

THINK OF ALL THE BLOOD I'D GET TO DRESS IN!
AND THE LITTLE BOYS/HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE I'D GET TO MURDER~ >DDD
AND AT THE END OF THE DAY THERE'S A CHANE WAITING FOR ME AT HOME WHO'D SAY "Welcome home darling," WITH A SILENT BOB OF HER HEAD.

oh, I'm so doing that.

"Where did Autumn go???"
Seriously. It went straight from summer into winter. THERE WAS FROST ON MY LAWN THIS MORNING, DON'T ARGUE WITH ME.

But I think that the resulting drier air had frustrated my sinuses to breaking point... literally. I had 2 huge gushing nosebleeds today in first period. It was awful.

Generally I don't really care what people think of me, but when you suddenly stand up in your statistics lecture and scramble over your desk to snatch the hallpass and vault out the door (All one-handed, mind you. The other one was blocking the river of blood oozing from my nose.) and then you come back 3 shades paler and shaking from trauma... and then proceed to do it all over AGAIN, people tend to think that you're pretty screwed up in the head...

Anyway, As promised to those whos brains I broke on the bus this afternoon, I'll tell you where I got the idea with the Pringles and the Boobs...

[link]

And really, you guys, he's got some really great stuff... If you have say, an hour+ that you're not doing anything that demands your immediate attention, go watch the rest of Talking to the Camera. (It's funny and informative...)


His sister runs the ShrubMonkeys webcomic that, if you haven't already, you should read.







oh, and , uhm... Since has been bothering me every morning about doing this:

I...
I-I...
I LOVE YOU!!!

... or was it "Please accept my feelings, desu!!" I can't remember... I still think that it would be more appropriate for me to just get to know them better so I can then drop those charming, subtle hints that I do so well. *cough because I don't know how to say how I feel directly cough*

And besides, things seem to be going fine at the pace I'm taking... what with the whole "... if you ever get kidnapped by a dragon, I'd be your knight in shining armor and come rescue you " (To which they responded that they'd like that and that if I ever got kidnapped, they'd come to my rescue.)

... And (they came to school sick today and said that they felt like dying) So I told them that if they died, I would cry for them... That's a sad prospect.

But it was worth it for them to smile and hug my neck...



Savannah was a hoot this weekend... it was a little too cold on the riverfront and while we were eating at Vinny Van Go Go's. And, I'm sorry I would've told you I was comming down to Savannah for the weekend, but I didn't know until Friday night... I figured that would be tacky for me to say something at such short notice...
But I hope you're doing well. (SCAD looks nice and interesting, I may consider it as a college option aswell)

Exactly one year ago today something amazing happened. I met someone then whom I care very deeply for to this day. They are someone I not only admire, but adore.... whether they know it or not.
I wish that I could tell them how I really felt, but with some research, I learned that I had just better "wait for them"... They said to themself.

Anyway, I guess that I can look on it as one of the happiest moments of my life when I saw them and knew that I wanted to be friends, if not more than that, from then on.

However, today, exactly one year from that happy day... SUCKED.

I had my All-State audition today and I... killed it. (no shit, I left the room in tears. It takes a lot to make me cry because I have no soul.) Anyway, the scoring runs like this:

You are tested on several areas of musicality and are awarded one point if you do well. If you make errors, then points will be added to your score. The higher the score, the less-likely you are to get in... A 10 is a perfect score. 12s are a promise, 13s are less promising, 14s are cutting it close, 15s will put you in the "definately maybe" area, and 16s are least likely to none.

I got an 18.

Brb, bloging on fml.com and eating chocolate eclaires and crying...











.... I would like it very much if that certain someone were here to hold me while I cry... Which is odd, I don't like people touching me at all, least of all when I'm crying.

Where are you? My "Knight in shining armor" that you are... Please come rescue me, you promised... please...
*pines*

On the mighty British Empire.
Ha ha.

But to buisness: I haven't been online in over a week.
I think I'm doing good with my computer withdrawls since I've only killed 3 people this time.

But I couldn't get online because of the water.
The water on the floor.
The water that came under my closet wall.
The water that came from the other room and down the hallway.
The water that came from the cieling.
The water that came from the river outside.
That came from the top of the mountain.
That fell from the sky that came from the clouds and the ocean and the rivers again andthereyouhavethewatercycle.

QED: My room got flooded with all the rain that we've had in the Metro Atlanta Area (ohnos, now u know where I lives... stalkers) and I had to move in upstairs while we pulled up carpet and hoovered up water and moved furniture and the like. (UGHHHHHH!!)

And I'v spent the past few hours down toiling in my room (now that I can breathe again. My asthmar is so bad that I couldn't hardly come down here because it was so awe~ful) pulling up those shitty little pieces of wood that hold the carpet in place with tiny, stabbing nails. THEY'RE CEMENTED TO THE FLOOR. (yes, the ugly, cement floor that we now have instead of the soggy carpet)

asdfghjkl; says I.

Hopefully I can get my room cleared out and back in order by this weekend, though. I've got better things to do than clean house.


Oh, Callbacks were today. They had me re-read one f*cking line. And I didn't get all the way through it, either. Hmph! Just because I hadn't been practicing the lines like some of the girls who read it more expressively or with more entertaining faces. *sigh*

Ohwell. I had better things to do that the musical.

... Like clean my room and pull out carpet.


PS: Sucks to boys. They're so stupid sometimes. Here's to WOMEN~ *toasts wineglass*

PPS: ...dontsayanythingdontsayanythingdontsayany thingdontsayanythingdontsayanything...

PPPS: AUGH. I've hit the 90s all over again!! I'm listening to Britney Spears and the Backstreetboys STUFF!! (And not even the new stuff, like THE 90S STUFF. asdfghjklwhazupwitdat? )

Is the curse where I go to AWA for 4 years straight and leave penniless and with no swag.

WHY IS IT SO??

But it was totally worth it. Even if it was raining a lot...
And I heard that the dealer's room got flooded (?) (Hannah, I didn't hear anything else from you, did you get to go in?? )

There were so many cosplays and such that I wish that I'd had my camera out for. And I wish't that I'd had more money (that I didn't loan out to people)...
... (Actually, it's pretty funny: Laura owes Katie who owes Haley who owes me who owes Anna. Wow. Stimulate that money circulation~ )

Well, it doesn't look like I'll have a weekend for another couple of weeks. This weekend didn't count because I had a con to go to (which wasn't work but it definately wasn't just sitting on my ass, by any stretch. And then I worked today. I made 75 bucks... Gee, I wish't I'd had that money yesterday... *face/palm*

And: Spring Musical Auditions are this week afterschool, so all other homework goes on the back burner while I concentrate on that... which means less sleepy-time for Jenn.

... I hate that I "missed" Awa. I mean, I was there, but it didn't really register that I was at a con until I got home. >( So I didn't have the chance to realize it and now I have to wait a whole year to go to one. But I may have talked my family into cosplaying a Crash Bandicoot Cosplay Group to Dragon*con. (assuming that we can go, of course) So... yey?

Urgh, I wanna sleeeeeeeeeep... but moreover than that, I want to buy more minis.
... or whatever they're called. (long story)


OWW OW OW oWOWOWOOWWW OW!!!! *charlie horse!!* OW! THat's what I get for walking around a con in a straight-cut skirt and mary-jane shoes. DX owowowowwow ow ow ow...