listening to: "No Air" - Chris Brown and Jordin Sparks
reading: Guardians of Ga'Hoole: The Capture - Kathryn Lasky
watching: Nothing
playing: Nothing.
eating: I'm thinking of getting something I can actually eat...
drinking: Coke (through a straw, of course).
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◊ one;
Argh.
I must have a serious case of OCD or something. I keep changing the way this thing looks.
Sorry about that. I can't promise it won't happen again, but I am pretty satisfied with the way it looks now, so it'll probably stay like this for a while.
I'm too tired to continue changing it anymore, anyhow.
For now, in terms of the layout, I am content.
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◊ two;
Since, apparently, there is no "February 29th," Tai and I are celebrating our year-and-a-half on the 28th—which is tomorrow.
I can't believe it's already been a year-and-a-half with that boy...
It feels as though we were celebrating our half-a-year yesterday (and I can remember that night very clearly), and yet it also feels so far away...
Time works too strangely for me to figure out, I guess.
(I love you, Tyler.)
♥
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◊ three;
This place went from below-freezing to late-spring temperatures in a matter of twenty-four hours. For the past two days, it's been warm, sticky, and humid, to the point where it's been difficult to breathe the outside air.
Honestly, I'm not eager for spring or summer. Not here, anyway. Here, warm weather = humidity and unwanted bugs/animals.
Humidity = suffocating moisture in the air and constantly curly/frizzy hair, no matter how many times a day I straighten it or how much anti-frizz stuff I use on it.
Bugs = Constant uneasiness and pumped levels of paranoia.
Summed up, to me, Texas summers mean:
-Spiders, ranging from house to jumping to wolf to black widow.
-Giant ants with wings... and I thought the little kitchen/bathroom ants in Vegas were bad.
-Snakes. We shot two this past summer, after we got here, in our yard.
-Long days and long nights alone, which means more time to wait for this whole Texas bit to speed up.
-Boredom, and even more intense than last summer if my art inspiration doesn't kick back in.
This is not stuff I enjoy living around/in. I am a city person, for crying out loud.
I want to go back home so bad.
Anyway, because spring is quickly approaching, I've been thinking more and more lately about cutting my hair, because the humidity messing with it irritates me thoroughly anymore.
I'm still not entirely sure, though... I really want to grow it out, to see how it looks after cutting it so short nearly a year ago, but I can't stand what the humidity does to it every day, and it's getting harder for me to keep clean for twenty-four hours anymore.
I'm also afraid to cut it because... every time I cut my hair, I feel as though I'm getting rid of something that became a part of me. I don't know exactly what's up with that.
So... I dunno. I'll have to think on it some more, I guess.
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◊ four;
I got some more songs downloaded tonight, mostly material from the mid-/late 80s or early nineties. Stuff I heard on the radio a lot in Vegas. Stuff I grew up on and still love to listen to from time to time.
Except Michael Jackson. I never listened to him as a child, I don't think, but "Thriller" and "Beat It" are too amazing to pass up.
If I didn't know any better, I'd say my childhood songs help to calm me down.
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◊ five;
I thought I would share some funny situations from this week with you guys, if you're at all interested.
Orthodontist: Well, we'll have eighteen months to get to know each other better, hmm? :]
Me: Heh, yeah... Should we start calling our appointments dates, because you're gonna be getting up close and personal with me for that amount of time. |3;
Orthodontist: *bursts into giggles* You're so funny. C:
Tech: Stop hitting on my wife. < <
Me: Don't worry, you two are cuter together.
Orthodontist: LOL.
Mr. R: If you were to side with someone during World War II, which country would you pick?
Chris and I: GERMANY!
Amy and Collin: RUSSIA!
Other students: ... Uh-oh. -snickering and giggling and whispering about the conflict and whatnot-
Chris and I: *look at each other slowly and grin*
Collin: We'd totally kick their ass.
Mr. R: Haha, would you?
Me: No, he most certainly would not. *stands up and looms over Amy*
Amy: *stands up as well, mere inches from my face* Oh? What makes you think that, [some sort of insult in Russian]?
Me: Not only are we more aristocratic and better-looking, but we're smarter, too.
Collin: OH, PSH!
Chris: *waves his hand nonchalantly at Collin* Srsly, garlfrand.
Collin: ARE YOU CALLING ME GAY?
Me: It wouldn't surprise me, you filthy little Russian. *snickers*
Amy: Now you're calling us homosexuals?
Me: No, I called you filthy. And stupid. Maybe I should think you're deaf, too?
Collin: Prove that you're smarter.
Me: Ever heard of German engineering?
Chris: OWNED.
Collin: Oh, please, we brought you the AK47.
Me: Oh, this argument again?
Chris: We brought out Tiger tanks! And you don't want to get caught in the range of one of those motherfuckers.
Amy: ... Uh...
Me: I see you don't know what that is. Shall I consider that another loss for the Soviet Union?
Amy: < <;
Me: HA! DOUBLE-OWNED, PROVED MY POINT, IN YOUR FACE! Told you we're smarter.
Chris: Better, overall.
Me: I concur.
Collin: IT'S A TANK, AMY!
Amy: I'M SORRY.
Chris and I: *high five* Alriiiight. ||D
Mr. T: Alright, now, this is a be*ruffles through a box for something*er.
Tomas: O O WHAT?
Laura and I: LOL.
Tomas: DID YOU JUST SAY BEANER?
Mr. T: I said beamer. *holds one up*
Tomas: OH! OKAY, GOT IT.
Me: Way to go, Tomas.
Tomas: I thought he said beaner, I was gonna be like, "Whoa, really?! My uncle lives in a box! ;D"
Laura: *falls out of her chair laughing*
Tomas: ... You scare me, dude. xD
Me: That's nothing. Watch this. *leans over Laura* ... Pudding.
Laura: *turns red and laughs harder*
Me: :D
Tomas: ... *slowly turns around with a weirded out look on his face*
Me: YOU DON'T KNOW US.
Tomas: I know enough. < <;
Me: Tomas, get your foot off my chair.
Tomas: Make me, white girl. *kicks it*
Me: *pushes his leg away* OFF, MEXICAN!
Tomas: HEY! *bangs his fist on the desk and gets in close, snarling through his teeth* Shut up.
Me: LOL. /fails at keeping a straight face
Mr. T: Ahahaha... You two are gonna get marriiieeed~
Laura, Tomas, and I: UGH! O.e NO!
Me: Dude, c'mon, Tomas is like my brother. That would be so weird and so wrong, beyond belief.
Laura: And she's taken anyway by that Tyler guy!
Me: ... *drifts off into girly lala land*
Tomas: Dude, just ew...
Me: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!
Tomas: It means disgusting, or d'you not know words? |D
Me: I'll kick your ass!
Tomas: YOU CAN'T EVEN PUSH ME OFF MY FEET WITHOUT FALLING BACKWARDS, HAHAHA.
Me: < <;
Laura: ... He does have a point.
Me: THEN YOU DO IT FOR ME! ._. It's not my fault I'm scrawny and weak...
Tomas: And pathetic.
Me: ... > >
Laura: ... *kicks him*
Tomas: OW. D: *pretends to sob*
Laura: *once more falls into one of her uncontrollable giggling fits*
Me: *looms over Tomas* I THOUGHT WE HAD A RULE, [insert his last name here]! YOU AREN'T ALLOWED TO CRY, EVER!
Tomas: I-I'M... SORRY...! Dx
Me: Coooaach? Can I have a piece of butterscotch? C:
Mr. T: > >; *starts to walk out of the room*
Me: ... Coach? I asked you if I—
Mr. T: No, I heard you. I was just... ignoring you. :D;
Me: What, why? D: That's mean.
Mr. T: 'Cause I don't want to answer you... y'know, say no.
Me: ... Haha, just say no. I'll live.
Mr. T: Yeah, I could, but...
Me: Just say no. >:C
Mr. T: ... Not this time. < <;
Me: ... *facepalm* Y'know, for an Army veteran, you aren't very assertive.
Mr. T: I'm just nicer when I don't have the gun in my hand.
Me: I'll bet. > >
Mr. T: You can't have butterscotch anyway. You're wearing braces now.
Me: NO I'M NOT I FORBID YOU TO SPEAK OF THEM! *hides my face in my hands*
Kylee: ... Over two million Jews? Dude, Germans are so weird!
Chris, Dollie, and I: *slowly glare at her*
Kylee: Uh, what?
Chris, Dollie, and I: We're German.
Kylee: ... Oh. < <; Uhh... I was kidding?
Chris: Italians are even weirder.
Kylee: ... Hey, I'm Italian!
Chris: That was the point, dude.
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◊ six;
I think I'm beginning to get used to the braces now. They're still really uncomfortable, though... :/
They don't hurt as much as they did before, which surprises me. I thought they were supposed to be excruciating for the first week or so. Maybe the pain factor depends on the person's teeth.
The one thing I'm not yet getting used to is the insane amount of work it takes to keep my teeth clean in spite of said braces.
Brush my teeth three or four times day—basically, after each time I eat something (which isn't much anymore).
Inhale Scope at least once a day.
Floss at night. (That has become a bigger pain in the ass than it ever was before, now that I've got these things on. It's gotten harder.)
WaterPik at least twice a day (which I haven't been doing since I got braces, but I'm working on it, really; I just don't like that thing because I'm lazy).
You would think my teeth suddenly became celebrities, considering all the work they need done to them for the next year-and-a-half.
Maybe getting my wisdom teeth extracted will be like putting them in jail for doing drugs, like most celebrities do anymore.
... Lol, what, Shelby?
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◊ seven;
Stole this from Menna.
1. [x] You like to be content in everything.
2. [/] When a person confesses his/her love to you and you don't like him/her, you start feeling very tense and/or you don't know what to say.
3. [x] You enjoy listening to smooth and relaxing music.
4. [/] You are quite hyperactive.
5. [/] If you don't like something, you start crying and/or you don't care if you start talking too loud.
6. [x] You love candies or any type of caramel.
7. [x] You like making others blush.
8. [x] You sleep with a doll/teddy bear/pillow in your hand.
9. [ ] You're usually shy with the opposite sex. (I speak some of their language. Why would I be?)
10. [/] You like romantic-funny anime.
11. [ ] Between L or Light cosplay, you prefer L.
12. [x] You have listened to AnCafe.
13. [x] You LIKE listening to AnCafe.
14. [x] You have one or two songs on your computer by AnCafe.
15. [/] You are innocent and a little clumsy. (I'm pretty clumsy.)
16. [/] You smile at kitties.
17. [ ] You usually say "kawaii".
18. [x] You like plushies.
19. [x] Between light blue and blue, you prefer light blue.
20. [x] You hate Paris Hilton because she is an idiot.
21. [x] You have gotten lost in a shopping center/parking lot/cinema.
22. [x] You have called to the mistaken number twice or more.
23. [ ] You cried at the end of Pocahontas.
24. [x] You have a very feminine dress or shirt.
25. [x] You call your pets with cute names.
26. [ ] You believe that yaoi/yuri is the best.
27. [ ] You're easy to trick/convince.
28. [ ] Men scare you. (That's a laugh.)
29. [ ] You have seen Pucca and you like it.
30. [ ] You have pink/red clothes and/or they are decorated with flowers.
31. [x] Sometimes you start looking at the clouds and you end up getting lost in space.
32. [x] You've said "kyao", or something like that, before.
33. [ ] When someone of your same sex gets angry with you, you're at the defensive.
34. [x] You like J-pop.
35. [ ] You have cried over more than one movie/TV series.
36. [ ] You felt like Shuichi when you watched gravitation, and you felt like Nagisa when you watched Strawberry Panic.
37. [ ] You smile for no reason.
38. [ ] You are usually very positive. (...)
39. [ ] When there's a rainbow, you run out to see it. (I've found they aren't that amazing.)
40. [/] You usually don't understand what your parents say.
Over 20 = Uke (Submissive)
Less than 20 = Semme (Dominant)
...
I got 21.5
I'm not that far above Dominant, hm?
(I actually would've thought having over twenty would make you dominant, not submissive.)
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