One Last Goodbye

Double entry logs are done!!! Thank goodness.

I caught a goldfish today! (Not really, just in my town.) It's worth 1,300 bells! Very unexpected. There were many pond smelts...really annoying. Also did quite alot of tree shaking. Clever running-away with the bee hives too. Tortimer, like always, gave out party poppers. That countdown sign is mighty fancy!

A present hovered right over me during my fruit harvest. It was so sad...because Nook isn't even carrying a slingshot. My, that balloon went so slow! Taunt, taunt, taunt.

I feel so chic with my new shopping card. *grin* Went to GracieGrace and bought that 4,800 bells worth of a masquerade mask. It's so worth it. (I'm still dirt poor!)

Goodbye and good riddance, 2008. (I really don't mean that. Happy New Year. C:)

Sluff Whoosh

We went shopping for a plunger today. Naturally, there was only one left at the store.

Elegant, isn't it? At first I thought the handle was glass. What a laugh.

I'm going to name it Douglas.

 That's a picture of it before it got employed for the nasty business (thanks for the hand modeling, Dad). Our downstairs toilet got clogged and...you don't want to know the rest.

It's my mom's birthday today, and we all had some fun exercise in the morning, followed by a late lunch and quite a tedious afternoon. Went to shop for overdue Christmas presents, adjust a watch strap, blah blah blah...

Oh, and amongst all those busy errands, I finally got ACCF. I actually traded in Eliza's gift for part of it. In your face, Antonio. (Sophia you were a bit late but it's alright.) I am absolutely in love with the versatile controls! Versatile! Versatile! Versatile!

A new (or should I say, 3-day-old) movie is still waiting for my to enjoy....after my homework. :C

It's been a while since I've posted something slightly meaningful...it's good to be back.

Oh, bliss. Up for some Wi-Fi?

Oh Bugger

I've got the sniffles.

Splendid!

Parents + Uncle have gone out for after-Christmas shopping. Can you believe how horrible it is not being able to post on my GSI?! I'm doing this through email....aha.

Nothing special for Christmas...except my GSI :) Still trying to learn how to type faster + more accurate. It's distracting me from my homework...I've got a novel + science fair + 2 essays + a lot of studying to do. Farewell.

Why May Not I Love Johnny?

Johnny shall have a new bonnet,

And Johnny shall go to the fair,

And Johnny shall have a blue ribbon

To tie up his bonny brown hair.

And why may not I love Johnny?

And why may not Johnny love me?

And why may not I love Johnny

As well as another body?

And here's a leg for a stocking,

And here's a foot for a shoe,

And he has a kiss for his daddy,

And two for his mammy, I trow.

And why may not I love Johnny?

And why may not Johnny love me?

And why may not I love Johnny

As well as another body?

Er...Johnny? I think I'll pass. C:

Fine Print

GLAZED

 OLD FASHIONED

 DONUT HOLES

NET WT 11 OZ (311 g)

INGREDIENTS:

PALM OIL, SUGAR, ENRICHED BLEACHED WHEAT FLOUR (WHEAT FLOUR, NIACIN, REDUCED IRON, THIAMINE MONONITRATE, RIBOFLAVIN, FOLIC ACID), BUTTERMILK, MALTODEXTRIN, DEXTROSE, CONTAINS LESS THAN 2% OF THE FOLLOWING: SOYBEAN OIL, CORN SYRUP, LEAVENING (SODIUM ACID PYROPHOSPHATE, BAKING SODA, MONOCALCIUM PHOSPHATE), EGG YOLKS, WATER, SALT, SOY FLOUR, POTATO FLOUR, MONO AND DIGLYCERIDES, SOY LECITHIN, NATURAL AND ARTIFICIAL FLAVOR (CONTAINS MILK INGREDIENTS), TAPIOCA DEXTRIN, WHEAT STARCH, GUAR GUM, MODIFIED CORN STARCH, KARAYA GUM, COLORED WITH (BETA CAROTENE), CELLULOSE GUM, AGAR.

NUTRITION FACTS

SERVING SIZE: 4 DONUT HOLES (54g)

SERVINGS PER CONTAINER: ABOUT 6

AMOUNT PER SERVING:

CALORIES: 260

CALORIES FROM FAT: 150

% DAILY VALUE*:

TOTAL FAT: 16g; 25%

SATURATED FAT: 8g; 40%

TRANS FAT: 0g

CHOLESTEROL: 5mg; 2%

SODIUM: 135mg; 6%

TOTAL CARBOHYDRATE: 26g; 9%

DIETARY FIBER: 0g

SUGARS: 17g

PROTEIN: 1g

VITAMIN A: 15%

VITAMIN C: 0%

CALCIUM: 0%

IRON: 2%

*PERCENT DAILY VALUES (DV) ARE BASED ON A 2,000 CALORIE DIET

CONTAINS: WHEAT, MILK, EGGS, SOY.

MANUFACTURED ON SHARED EQUIPMENT WITH COCONUT.

IF FOR ANY REASON YOU ARE NOT COMPLETELY SATISFIED BY YOUR PURCHASE, SIMPLY RETURN THE PRODUCT WITH PROOF OF PURCHASE FOR A REPLACEMENT OR REFUND, WHICHEVER YOU PREFER. WE WELCOME ANY COMMENTS OR QUESTIONS THAT YOU MAY HAVE.

I picked up some donut holes the other day...

Maybe if I enlarge the fine print it won't be so "fine" anymore.

Caught in a Jam

Sophia unintentionally crushed my fingers on Saturday on our trip to the library with the car door. No broken bones, just green/purple blotches and swelling on my right index and middle fingers. I forgive her, since it was partially my fault. :D

Concise, just how you like it.

Under the Atmosphere

Fresh air after a shower. Brilliant.

I'm sorry to say that the anniversary absolutely escaped my thoughts. Boo.

Just came back from photo expedition (like I always do after rain). It's just that I take pictures of the same exact things...aha.

You Gotta Guide to Form

We had a special visitor during our English class today.

Large cockroach.

Creepy, indeed.

Several people screamed. Our teachers just decided to whack at it was a broom... She did that for a while (many, many whacks), until its internal organs were no longer protected by its shell.

Ugh, I hadn't posted in a while (what with

 all the activities it's practically impossible). I've failed..

Later at night, I was walking back to the band room from practice (along with a couple of saxes) when this group of birds flew over our head.

They were flying in formation, that arrow shaped thing that's common during fall/winter. One of there weren't guiding, and a sax pointed that out...

"Hey look, that one's not guiding!" It's a marching band thing.

Absolutely hysterical.

Revolutionary

I got a calculator! Finally!

My old one died (the digits got really messed up) a couple weeks ago and it has been really inconvenient. The new one is as pretty, and it doesn't have a cover! >:[

Unfortunately, father did not get me my purple pen that I requested. He claims there were none, but I'm pretty sure he's lying! 

Spam. Once again. It's just unavoidable...

Contentment

Band camp got canceled today! 

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

So I'm ready for tomorrow (school + first day of tasking!).

Oh wait, I forgot to explain about that... Well just go here and search "polarjelly".

Washed my backpack today... Wasn't even close to the dirt from Lizzie's backpack, but it looks all clean now. Unfortunately it's too sensitive for laundry machines, so it's evaporating in the garage (you must have some idea how toasty it is in there).

I got to play badminton!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS (after consuming one banana, of course).

Must sleep early tonight, it's going to be hectic day tomorrow. In the morning, at least.

Special day tomorrow. Teehee. :D

Just a Thought

Mother looks so peaceful when she is asleep...

This is ridiculous. I should be sleeping earlier than her.

>:[

Water In My Ear

Swimming... exhaustion.

Did not complete homework (yet).

I like the new buttons.

Only did 11 laps, which isn't too bad. Should've eaten more for lunch.

The dang pool was so crowded.

CROWDED!

I got some shoes, too.

Countdown to Ultimate Doom: 5 days

Bird Poop

During band practice this drop of mustard-looking liquid dropped on my arm... Not pleasant. Obviously it was bird poop.

Thank goodness I didn't get all of it.

People Poop

We started drill today. Dang it's hard.

While we were marching I spotted some poop. Outrageous. Who poops on plastic grass anyway? Too little to be dog poop. The cats are so sly at night, so no one ever sees them go on the field... Oh, what the heck. Just blame it on the football players.

Our Band Director came by and saw it. Apparently he thought it was cat poop. He tried to scoop it up with some drill pages, but no luck. Later he cut a plastic bottle and put it in there...

Yuck.

EVALUATIONS OF FRIDAY!!! ALL MUSIC!!! MEMORIZED!!! INDIVIDUALLY!!!

Gotta get cracking. (That applies to my homework too.)

It's the Little Things That Make My Day

Ice cream before bed.

It's the Little Things That Ruin My Day

Obnoxious crickets under the sofa.

Accomplished!

I couple mintues ago I managed to coerce mama into making a blog. (Actually, I guess I just did it for her.) Supposedly she's posting right now but I can't tell... It's going to help with her grammar (hopefully) since English is NOT her native language. (Same with me, but hey, there's nothing wrong with being a child prodigy. :D) The theme is fruits and happiness. (Has to do with a recent dinner incident, I guess I forgot to post about that.) Geez she takes forever finding a picture for her profile (then again, tis' a picky lady).

URL will be on that blog list thing (hopefully papa will also post soon).

Making a blog for her reminded me that I haven't been posting for ages, so now the guilt's all rushing back... I guess I could blame it on my non-existent readers slash non-commited blog buddies. WHY AREN'T YOU GUYS POSTING?! Why aren't you reading mine....?

Chomping on some melted Nutella since I vacuumed off all the seaweed in this household... Chocolate takes away some some of the guilt slash anger. I like chocolate.

I FINALLY GET A WEEKEND OF RESSSSSST! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Priorities

Having some trouble with my homework.

The time slips away like a soapy watermelon...

Doom.

Soup Is Such a Funny Word

We're so luxurious, we have 2 kinds of soup for dinner.

Oh dang, Flickr has some nice pictures of soup.

How Conflicting

I feel a strange sensation, as of now. (But lemme just say, THEY FINALLY PUT IN THE STRIKETHROUGH! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)

• I'm feeling like I gave up so many opportunities (because I wanted to post about stuff but didn't get the chance to didn't bother to do it.)
• I'm feeling pressured because I am currently cramming all that summer homework. (I'm halfway on part 2 out of three.)
• I also need to get started on those essays...argh.
• I'm feeling glum because the people in the novel that I'm supposed to read are dying.
• I'm feeling sad because there is a big stack of library books over there. (But of course I know I still have to work on my homework that I ignored all through July.)
• But the music I'm listening to makes me wanna dance.

Ah, it's good to be back. (It would be even better if it weren't for my computer's functionality problems.)

I Always Spell Bannana Wrong

Potassium makes my mouth go funny.

Especially if I drink water after eating a banana...

Today is Monday

I got my helmet today. It's blue. Yippee. We didn't go to the park. There were no scissors. Dad needed to cook dinner. Yippee.

I'm blundering through my essay right now(due tomorrow) and the rest of my homework that I've not touched for a week (or two). I hope my tutor isn't reading this...

Tomorrow is Tuesday. Today is Monday. Yesterday was Sunday. Friday is August. I haven't finished my homework.

Too HOT

All my candy melted.

New Poll!

If you would look to your left, there is a new poll. Health is an important thing to take care of. Please vote truthfully. :D

Happy 4th of July

July 4th, 1776. {Not today's date, but the date referred to for this holiday.}

Did you have a barbeque? I hope not because the smoke from the barbeques smell really bad...

Cartoon Network had a Chowder marathon today. CHOWDER! :D Rada-pendence day, they call it. Everything Shnitzel. I like Shnitzel.

We went to IKEA in hopes of purchasing a bed {for me}, BUT, I was totally unaware of the early closing time. Ugh. I DIDN'T GET MY FROZEN YOGURT! >:[

So without any frozen yogurt, we left sort of empty handed {aside from a small package of milk chocolate}.

Fireworks were so-so. We watched some on television and outside. THEY'RE NOT VERY ENVIRO-FRIENDLY.

What to do with the weekend ahead..?

Rada rada.

The Fish, the Ice Cream, and the Smoothie

I'm back from the restaurant! We actually ate out today. Blech.

Japanese food. Hm, that's rare.

Parents and I went with my uncle. I ordered some beef pan fried noodles, but hey, guess what? It tasted like fish. So I stated this gruesome taste and my parents looked at me like I was delusional. Hmp.

After some sushi rolls and half a cup of iced water, the waiter comes by and asks how we're doing. Seeing my almost full plate of noodles, he then asks about how they were. My parents confront him about the fishy taste, and he tells them that there were some shavings of dried fish scales on there.

HA. AND YOU THOUGHT I WAS KIDDING. THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR NOT TRUSTING PEOPLE.

Well anywhoo he showed us the stuff that was sprinkled on top and he looked distressed about our response to the food. Actually, he was very distressed the whole evening. He said sorry around fifty times, even though there was nothing he should've been sorry about. I think he's just paranoid.

So, 5 minutes later, the waiter guy comes with a small bowl of ice cream, even though we hadn't ordered any. Raspberry. With little chunks in it. With a small spoon. I think he felt sorry for me about the whole fishy noodle thing.

If I do end up a waitress or some other service person in a business, I'll be sure to write about all the deranged people that come. Well, I guess it depends if they do come. -__-

Ice cream! It was yummy. >:]

What is with it when my parents keep reading my conversations? >:[ So nozy. What does it matter to you if I happen to be chatting about fish with someone?

But now my dad's smoothie totally ruined the ice cream taste. Ugh, I hate these SMOOTHIES! Especially when they contain expired yogurt.

The Freaky Ice Cream Man

Today I reaaallly felt like eating ice cream, so I asked if I could walk to this one store. It was kind of a hot afternoon.

My dad said no and my mom said yes. Eventually I got too tired and decided not to go...

Then an hour later she said "Let's go!" That is how I ended up eating ice cream today. (Of course, we drove, since it was a hot, hot day and my mom isn't too eco-friendly).

We found parking, and I took out my purse. POCKET OF CHANGE! :D Change, as in quarters, dimes, nickels, and pennies. The cashier guy (who I shall from now on remember as: the freaky ice cream man!) looked at me as if to say, "What did I do to deserve this?" as I handed him my pile of change for the ice cream. The dude had long hair and was all punk-looking. I got the usual flavor, something with chocolate in it.

Heh, can you believe that I (or the FICM) counted wrong? There were 10 cents missing. Oh well.

So I ended up in a pretty good mood... Until my mom declared that we were going to the supermarket! >:(

I always despise going to the supermarket because they always take too long buying stuff. I ended up arranging the shampoo and conditioner bottles. Those horrid, horrid chemicals.

A Day in Events #11

Whoo. I did many things today!

• Homework. You cannot believe how tiring reading can be, especially if you have to keep reflecting on it. Stupid reflections. UGH I'm never going to finish this.
• Animal Crossing! Finally got to play it today. Not very long though... I still didn't get to harvest my fruits and I need to clean out my closet... Those darn mosquitoes are so obnoxious. I was reading the bulletin board and it said something like this: "Talking to Myself: When I see my sister talking to Pete, it makes me feel kinda strange... Must be something I ate."
• Bowling. Virtual of course.
• The Semi-finals of the Euro 2008. That last goal by Germany was amazing. >:]
• Apples. Yippee.

Ok, never mind, maybe I didn't do that much...

AH! I FORGOT TO PRACTICE! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....

A Day in Events #10

Today. Summer. School. Summer school. Today. Not. Fun. Summer school. Not fun.

I SPENT FOUR HOURS THERE, WHEN I COULD'VE BEEN DOING OTHER MATTERS OF CONSEQUENCE.

I shall describe to you my day in detail, so that you will agree with me. (This includes you, Mom.):

• One of the teachers was wearing red flare pants. They had flames on them. They were super baggy and should not be allowed for teachers. Did I mention it was a guy wearing this?
• The lady was slouching so bad I couldn't eve hear her. She was practically speaking to the floor. What kind of a teacher is that?
• They were surveying us. The summer program is to record/understand us, the subjects, and our learning abilities. I felt exploited. This information's is going to the government. Demented, I tell you. I do not want to be part of the guinea pigs.
• I got stuck with the little kids. I mean, the kids that are just so sassy and love wearing ultra-mini-skirts and play Yu-Gi-Oh. No way.
• The lady spent 30 minutes collecting paperwork. And then started talking about how she was a perfectionist. Everybody fell asleep by then.
• There was a bright orange extension cord. BRIGHT ORANGE!
• She was totally patronizing us and talking uuuuuber sssssllllooooowwwwww. >:(
• The first thing the lady writes she spells it wrong.

So, there you have it. I'm never going back there again. NEVER!! >:)

Isn't It a Surprise

It's a hazy Sunday afternoon (again) and my mother is reading front-page articles on Yahoo! Personals. What a wonderful thing. It totally does not surprise me that she is intrigued in articles talking about "why nice guys finish last." I give up.

I washed the dishes a couple of times last week and I'm getting paid (in very small amounts) for it. But come on, PENNIES?! I don't like washing the dishes.

In A Bitter Rupture...

My mother thinks I'm socially and physically disabled. Awesome.

Your Words Mean NOTHING To Me

I was walking the whole day.

The WHOLE day and now I am exhausted.

Exhausted from switching from air conditioning then boiling oven.

I SHALL GIVE A HALT TO THE MEANIES CRITICIZING MY BLOG!

RICARDO, ATTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!

Just watch. I will find an oppurtunity to punch you.

My Eye, My Eye!

The other day I was experimenting with my homemade bottle of bubble mix. I had accidentally spilled some of it, and it landed in my eye.

I burst upstairs, grateful to find a bottle of eyedrops on my desk.

I was also grateful to find that they WEREN'T expired.

HUZZAH!

It still hurt though. Stupid bubble mix. >:O

Don't Give Me That (What She is Saying at the Moment)

Technically, the season of summer came a long time ago, but it's really not summer yet until school's out.

Did you know that I have summer homework? 3 books, and lots of assignments that come with it.

Oh well. At least it's better than last year, when we had to do 7 projects involving personal information as well as news article research + artistic/creative decorations. That was just plain horrible.

At least during the hot season I am permitted to enjoy some ice. Well, occasionally.

Not Good For My Mentality

I went for a morning jog at the park today.

It wasn't too sunny at first.

But when we went back I saw a dead squirrel.

a dead squirrel.

Ran over by a car.

It was just laying there.

Scary.

Purple Socks

The brightness never goes, never goes.

Nothing to do, yet everything to do.

The balloons died. I've yet to have a funeral for them.

If only I had some purple socks.

Current Project - Update #2

Objective: {Collect a waterbear. Kidding...} Convert MySpaceLosers (or plain non-MySpaceLosers) to become fellow blog buddies by teaching them the true meaning of the weblog, as well as learn the habit of consistency (by posting at least every other day).

• Converts so far: 13-14?
• Converts who seem to be keeping up the posting (AT LEAST every other day): ZERO.
• Converts who seem to have given up posting: 13-14?!

I have utterly failed.

Late-Night Movies Aren't So Great

My parents were watching a movie last night, but it got too late so I just decided to watch it this afternoon.

It was excellent.

Who knew movies about butcher shops could be so interesting?

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Delicatessen

Aye, it was in French. At least the subtitles were understandable.

Talking to Myself

It's June already. I've got paint under my fingernails. My project/homework is taking forever to complete.

Your Logical Processing is Even Worse Than Mine.

This time, I did not forget my keys. Somehow I still end up at that one place with the yucky space bar.

The host is currently occupied in the lavatory, so I'm sure it's fine if I screw up her computer.

I hate yucky space bars. I blame my lack of neurotic processors. It's MY prefrontal cortex. Not yours.

My Pitiful {Poetic?} Nonsense #7

The blue ice cream truck

Bookmarks of mine have failed me

Pop! Goes the kitchen

Talking to Myself

Alas, we have no more ice cream. I'm to starve all these evenings, with no dessert to fill my hungry stomach. Why must there be no ice cream for me to eat on these evening when I am hungriest? I've just come to realize that ice can be a bit bland sometimes. Rather, my mouth goes numb for a tiny bit and I can't really taste anything. What a bummer.

Eggs for Fish

I out went to eat lunch today. It was a horrible restaurant. There were a bunch of bums sitting outside smoking, which is typically irresponsible of them. Hmp.

No appetite. So I shopped for outfits and pulled out some weeds instead. {Animal Crossing, of course.}

Guess what I ate today?

Fishy eggs. I had some fishy eggs.

But they weren't eggs of fish. They just happened to taste like fish.

They were smaller than normal, so I don't think they were chicken eggs.

Do you know of any small eggs that taste like fish?

Well if it's irregular for eggs to taste like fish {and I know it is}, I then am allowed to blame the restaurant for the fishy eggs.

HA! I shall hold this fact against you forever, you stupid restaurant.

Posture for the Mighty

AHHHH. I'm depressed. Why am I depressed? Because I haven't posted in the longest time. Who knows how much longer I'll last... I was checking the TV schedule the other day, and I've found out that Chowder is on on Fridays! WOHOO! Fosters as well. I now establish Friday as Television Day {I know how retarded that sounds.} I've got a new name + URL update {haven't done that in forever, huh?} I'm watching this movie right now... Just cut in during the middle, and I have to say, I have absolutely NO idea who the protagonists/antagonists are. I mean, the main characters look evil. But then I have no idea what the plot is, so I guess I say much. The mouse is cute though... I've recently played some of my Wii, and it is FUN. The tennis.. oh the tennis. I also got the creepy rabbit game, and its kind of disturbing... especially the milking pigs part. Dancing is always fun though. :) My room is getting messy again. Ugh. Good posture is difficult when you have to use an extension cable. What would YOU do with $25 million? I'd purchase a loft. :D

Talking to Myself #6

My mother is disturbed by television. There goes the dirty kitties.

Talking to Myself #5

Have you ever watched TV advertising? The ones that make these really cool offers with a bunch of things in it. They say "AND we'll send you 50 of these and several more of those along with your order..." Those evil advertising people. ARRRGH.