Well, sadly, I'm going to be gone for a whole entire week. I'm off to Y camp (did i tell you that already?) but then I'll be back in August. Did I also tell you about the party thing? I think I did. If I didn't, then feel free to complain. But now I'm scrambling around trying to get in touch with everyone. The dates are down to either the 8th or the 22nd. It seems so far like the 22nd would be better (a.k.a. , in my mind, the 22nd is better, since I still haven't really talked to people.) So as I sit here listening to my All Time Low CD, I'm thinking about all the stuff I need to pack tomorrow. Or tonight.
Oh. Yes, and I'm naming the fish Rouge. It's red in French. Thanks for the suggestion Alley. I still am unsure on the pronunciation though. Is it like pronounced like Scrooge without the 'Sc'?
This party is quite welcome, because I miss my friends...
-Helcar -.- (right now, that's a bored face.)
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
I would like to thank the acadamy...
I have been nominated for an award!!! :D Apparently I'm an Honest Scrap. I never thought my blog would live to see the day that it would be honored with an award! So thank you Alley and Ebony! So here are the rules
- The recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.
- The recipient has to pass along this award to 10 more bloggers
- This 10 bloggers all have to be notified that they have been given this award.
- Those 10 bloggers that receive this award should link back to the blog that awarded them "The Honest Scrap" award.
So here goes nothing!
- I have practically NO patience at all.
- When I'm on the internet I tend to either be playing games or looking at guitars here
- I used to play football (I still wish I did because I really like it)
- I'm ALWAYS hungry. I eat all the time and yet I still only weigh like 137 (I'm tall.).
- I have a mark on the side of my nose but even though it looks like it is, it's NOT a birthmark. I scratched myself when I was really little and for some reason it made a mark like it is now.
- I'm super indecisive. If you ask me what my favorite food or band is, I wouldn't be able to tell you. Plus, while I was typing this post, I changed random facts like 8 times.
- I've gotten a 25 and a 27 for an ACT composite score.
- I make a sad attempt at collecting drum sticks (Like the ones you rockstars use. Hopefully you don't think I'm collecting chicken legs, because you probably already think I'm crazy.)
- I love hugs.Ok, so I already told that to the blogging world, but most people don't know it.
- If you bug me enough to do something, the chances are that I most likely will.
And now for the fabulous bloggers!
Alley- Zoinkers!
Sara-Waking Up In a Sleepy Town
Meandering Mel- Meandering Mel
Tabatha- Tabulous
James ~n~ Amber- Asbill Soup
Rachel- And if it's a hero that you want, I can save you
Vodka Mom- Vodkamom
Phoebe Jadeite - My Pink 'n' Black Montage
nINCENTvGUYEN- Retrospective of a Random Guy
Winna- Winna Life
So there we go! Just as a reminder, Please don't forget about the post below this if you haven't read it yet, because I wanted to put my award on it's own post.
w00t!
-Helcar :D
FREEEEEEDDDDOOOMMM!!!!
Home again, home again, jiggety jig! I'M BAAAACCCCKKKKKK and I would like to christen this moment with a complaint!
UGH! I officially hate my laptop. Or my internet connection. Either one. I have been trying to get on my computer and check e-mails and post ALL WEEK. So now I'm going through blog withdrawal because every time I had some smart remark or annoying whine (when something happens, my mind kind of goes into blog explanation mode) I wasn't able to bother you guys with it! So why didn't you get on your main computer and blog instead of leaving us alone? Excellent question, unseen member of my internet audience! Ok, so that was me...LOL...But my dad was up, and being the awesome person that he is, he was on the main computer 24/7 playing Bejeweled. ARGH! So that brings me to something that I REALLY wanted to rant about while he was here and blow off some steam, but here it goes.
My dad is RIDICULOUS. He has ridiculous demands, spazzes out about ridiculous things, and acts ridiculous!! He wanted us to make the house spotless basically every day, and if we didn't do something he said RIGHT AWAY, he would start complaining about how we never do anything without someone ragging on us. One time when he was nagging, he had the nerve to say
"You guys have basically 3 women in the house, since Alexandra is still young, so this house should practically be like a postcard house."
That REALLY pissed me off. That's MAJOR rudeness, and plus, technically, Victoria and I are TEENAGERS (Well, she's 12, but she's basically a teen and shes taller than most high schoolers. ) and teens are stereotypically not fantastic at cleaning up after themselves. It's a disease that most of us have. And to add to that fact, my mom works all the time, and right now she's on a work schedule that gets her off at like 2:45 when she doesn't work overtime, but she has to get up way early to get to work on time, so she is normally exhausted when she gets home.
But anyways, another thing that really made me mad while he was here (he left this morning) was that he was UBER lazy. He spent practically every minute we were at my house on the computer, where he either played Bejeweled, or looked at ESPN and similar sites for sports updates! Also, he didn't make, or even OFFER to make dinner while he was here. So if I didn't want a turkey sandwich for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,(hmm. That sounds like Christmas when he comes up!) I had to make dinner. I mean, he didn't even ask if we were hungry or ask if we wanted to order pizza. He didn't even help with dinner. He did the dishes maybe three times. He was up here from the 11th to the 24th. So on the 12th, we had roasted pork loin with potatoes, apple, and sage. On the 13th, we ate out. On the 14th, we had baked potato soup. On the 15th, we went to Sonshine Fest (I'll talk about that when i get done ranting) so we had Wendy's for lunch, and sandwiches for dinner. Every single day of Sonshine, (from the 15th-18th, or 4 days) we had sandwiches (would you like turkey and cheese or chicken and cheese?) for lunch and dinner, and yogurt for breakfast. Then when we got back, we spent 3 days eating sandwiches. On the 22nd, Victoria and I made pancakes and eggs and grits. On the 23rd, (yesterday) I made chicken with lemon balm, and rice and broccoli.
My final point in this one sided debate, is that he is always like "You guys fight all the time....blah blah blah....no one but you guys....blah blah blah..." and then his signature line, "back when I was a little boy, my siblings and I didn't fight anywhere near as much as you guys!" Ok. So here's the thing. My dad was raised in like the 1800's! I'm just kidding. That's an exaggeration, but apparently there was like black and white TV and stuff when he was growing up. He's old. And if you look at any family now, and you look at how much the siblings fight, its probably not quite as bad as how much we fight, but it's still quite a bit.
Ok. I think I'm done. Not necessarily with whining (that stuff builds up when I don't blog for a while) but for the most part with whining about my dad. So ONWARDS!
Sonshine was AWESOME, as it was last year. For those of you that don't know, it's a music festival, it goes on for 4 days, it's normally in mid July. It feature Christian bands (or bands with christian faith? Something like that. I'm not sure of the exact qualifications) OH MY GOD. I'm sitting here and I was like "WTF IS THAT?!" because I heard this monstrous noise outside. So it's hailing and storming monstrously outside. LOL sorry about that. But anyways, WAIT! Victoria just brought me a piece of hail that's about the size of a ping pong ball. I hope my garden isn't destroyed. For real now. Back to Sonshine. Not to be confused with Sunshine. So I went to see a bunch of bands.
-This Beautiful Republic
-Barlow Girl
-Family Force Five
-Skillet
-Children 18:3
-Day of Fire
-Fireflight
-Red
-Hawk Nelson
-Decyfer Down
-Thousand Foot Krutch
-Nevertheless
-Reliant K
The bands in red are the ones I hadn't heard before, and I ended up at their concert by chance or because they had cool names and I wanted to check them out. My favorite concerts out of the bands I went were by far, Skillet, Family Force Five, and Thousand Foot Krutch.
At the TFK concert, I crowd surfed, and it was FREAKIN AWESOME! I didn't tell my mom or dad though, because they probably would've freaked. That's about it because as usual, I'm getting inpatient with typing. On to the next subject.
I'm depressed. I'm going off to Y(MCA) Camp from all week and that means I'm leaving on Sunday. It's not that I'm not excited to go, its that I wish I wasn't going this week. I wanted to go to the first session, which was like a week after school got out. The cabins are cleaner, the counselors aren't tired, and then the rest of my summer is basically free. But my sisters INSISTED that we go to a different one. And therefore I am mad at them. Why am I mad about something that seems so small? Because it means that I'm missing Lauren's 16TH BIRTHDAY PARTY. That's like the WORST party to miss! It's a sweet 16 and I feel horrible! Oh, and Mark is going. That makes me seem like a stalker or something, but don't forget that he also is technically my friend, and I haven't seen him in a while. So that is over all a depressing thing. The good news is though, my mom hatched a plan, that we (as in my sisters and I *rolls eyes*) could have a cook out sorta thing at our house, and invite our friends. It'd be from like 2 to 10 or something like that. I think that's a good plan! Although my paranoidness gets to me at that point because half of my brain imagines it as a fun party, and the other half starts freaking out and imagining it as a horrible disaster where all of my friends mob Mark and interrogate him, and my sisters friends are total monsters and somehow Alexandra overhears someone or something and then she knows who I like and she'll tell him. UGH. But I will go through with it anyways, because there seem to be more positives than negatives.
All done...
-Helcar :)/ :( /z.z
UGH! I officially hate my laptop. Or my internet connection. Either one. I have been trying to get on my computer and check e-mails and post ALL WEEK. So now I'm going through blog withdrawal because every time I had some smart remark or annoying whine (when something happens, my mind kind of goes into blog explanation mode) I wasn't able to bother you guys with it! So why didn't you get on your main computer and blog instead of leaving us alone? Excellent question, unseen member of my internet audience! Ok, so that was me...LOL...But my dad was up, and being the awesome person that he is, he was on the main computer 24/7 playing Bejeweled. ARGH! So that brings me to something that I REALLY wanted to rant about while he was here and blow off some steam, but here it goes.
My dad is RIDICULOUS. He has ridiculous demands, spazzes out about ridiculous things, and acts ridiculous!! He wanted us to make the house spotless basically every day, and if we didn't do something he said RIGHT AWAY, he would start complaining about how we never do anything without someone ragging on us. One time when he was nagging, he had the nerve to say
"You guys have basically 3 women in the house, since Alexandra is still young, so this house should practically be like a postcard house."
That REALLY pissed me off. That's MAJOR rudeness, and plus, technically, Victoria and I are TEENAGERS (Well, she's 12, but she's basically a teen and shes taller than most high schoolers. ) and teens are stereotypically not fantastic at cleaning up after themselves. It's a disease that most of us have. And to add to that fact, my mom works all the time, and right now she's on a work schedule that gets her off at like 2:45 when she doesn't work overtime, but she has to get up way early to get to work on time, so she is normally exhausted when she gets home.
But anyways, another thing that really made me mad while he was here (he left this morning) was that he was UBER lazy. He spent practically every minute we were at my house on the computer, where he either played Bejeweled, or looked at ESPN and similar sites for sports updates! Also, he didn't make, or even OFFER to make dinner while he was here. So if I didn't want a turkey sandwich for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,(hmm. That sounds like Christmas when he comes up!) I had to make dinner. I mean, he didn't even ask if we were hungry or ask if we wanted to order pizza. He didn't even help with dinner. He did the dishes maybe three times. He was up here from the 11th to the 24th. So on the 12th, we had roasted pork loin with potatoes, apple, and sage. On the 13th, we ate out. On the 14th, we had baked potato soup. On the 15th, we went to Sonshine Fest (I'll talk about that when i get done ranting) so we had Wendy's for lunch, and sandwiches for dinner. Every single day of Sonshine, (from the 15th-18th, or 4 days) we had sandwiches (would you like turkey and cheese or chicken and cheese?) for lunch and dinner, and yogurt for breakfast. Then when we got back, we spent 3 days eating sandwiches. On the 22nd, Victoria and I made pancakes and eggs and grits. On the 23rd, (yesterday) I made chicken with lemon balm, and rice and broccoli.
My final point in this one sided debate, is that he is always like "You guys fight all the time....blah blah blah....no one but you guys....blah blah blah..." and then his signature line, "back when I was a little boy, my siblings and I didn't fight anywhere near as much as you guys!" Ok. So here's the thing. My dad was raised in like the 1800's! I'm just kidding. That's an exaggeration, but apparently there was like black and white TV and stuff when he was growing up. He's old. And if you look at any family now, and you look at how much the siblings fight, its probably not quite as bad as how much we fight, but it's still quite a bit.
Ok. I think I'm done. Not necessarily with whining (that stuff builds up when I don't blog for a while) but for the most part with whining about my dad. So ONWARDS!
Sonshine was AWESOME, as it was last year. For those of you that don't know, it's a music festival, it goes on for 4 days, it's normally in mid July. It feature Christian bands (or bands with christian faith? Something like that. I'm not sure of the exact qualifications) OH MY GOD. I'm sitting here and I was like "WTF IS THAT?!" because I heard this monstrous noise outside. So it's hailing and storming monstrously outside. LOL sorry about that. But anyways, WAIT! Victoria just brought me a piece of hail that's about the size of a ping pong ball. I hope my garden isn't destroyed. For real now. Back to Sonshine. Not to be confused with Sunshine. So I went to see a bunch of bands.
-This Beautiful Republic
-Barlow Girl
-Family Force Five
-Skillet
-Children 18:3
-Day of Fire
-Fireflight
-Red
-Hawk Nelson
-Decyfer Down
-Thousand Foot Krutch
-Nevertheless
-Reliant K
The bands in red are the ones I hadn't heard before, and I ended up at their concert by chance or because they had cool names and I wanted to check them out. My favorite concerts out of the bands I went were by far, Skillet, Family Force Five, and Thousand Foot Krutch.
At the TFK concert, I crowd surfed, and it was FREAKIN AWESOME! I didn't tell my mom or dad though, because they probably would've freaked. That's about it because as usual, I'm getting inpatient with typing. On to the next subject.
I'm depressed. I'm going off to Y(MCA) Camp from all week and that means I'm leaving on Sunday. It's not that I'm not excited to go, its that I wish I wasn't going this week. I wanted to go to the first session, which was like a week after school got out. The cabins are cleaner, the counselors aren't tired, and then the rest of my summer is basically free. But my sisters INSISTED that we go to a different one. And therefore I am mad at them. Why am I mad about something that seems so small? Because it means that I'm missing Lauren's 16TH BIRTHDAY PARTY. That's like the WORST party to miss! It's a sweet 16 and I feel horrible! Oh, and Mark is going. That makes me seem like a stalker or something, but don't forget that he also is technically my friend, and I haven't seen him in a while. So that is over all a depressing thing. The good news is though, my mom hatched a plan, that we (as in my sisters and I *rolls eyes*) could have a cook out sorta thing at our house, and invite our friends. It'd be from like 2 to 10 or something like that. I think that's a good plan! Although my paranoidness gets to me at that point because half of my brain imagines it as a fun party, and the other half starts freaking out and imagining it as a horrible disaster where all of my friends mob Mark and interrogate him, and my sisters friends are total monsters and somehow Alexandra overhears someone or something and then she knows who I like and she'll tell him. UGH. But I will go through with it anyways, because there seem to be more positives than negatives.
All done...
-Helcar :)/ :( /z.z
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Just Real Quick
Ok. I've been gone for a while, but I can't talk for long because its late and I'm at a hotel and I have to get up tomorrow. So here's the deal.
I'm at Sonshine with my sisters and dad, and the free concert was Switchfoot. I managed to get a couple rows from the front, but everyone was SUPER packed, and I was being stupid and weariong flip flops so my feet are destroyed and I'm really sore. It was fun though.
I probably won't blog for a while so bye!
I'm tired...
-helcar z.z
I'm at Sonshine with my sisters and dad, and the free concert was Switchfoot. I managed to get a couple rows from the front, but everyone was SUPER packed, and I was being stupid and weariong flip flops so my feet are destroyed and I'm really sore. It was fun though.
I probably won't blog for a while so bye!
I'm tired...
-helcar z.z
Friday, July 10, 2009
A cry for help
I was just wondering how to get the cool tag box thingy (can't you tell i know my terminology?) that these people have...
Sizzling Publications
The Secret Life of Tova Darling
Along with half of the blogging universe.
Thanks...
-helcar : I
Sizzling Publications
The Secret Life of Tova Darling
Along with half of the blogging universe.
Thanks...
-helcar : I
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
A day of...
Well, I'm not sure if today is a good day or a bad day, but it DEFIANTLY had some good spots. So....I'LL TELL YOU RIGHT AFTER THIS COMMERCIAL BREAK! STAY TUNED TO SEE..ok I'm just kidding about that. Wouldn't it be annoying if I put "commercial breaks" in my blog posts? But talking about that would put me off topic (like I usually am) but I guess I can start from the beginning.
My mom woke me up at 5:30 (fun right?) because I had Cross Country Captains Practice-no, I'm not a captain, but the captains hold "practices" that are like conditioning before the actual season starts.-The practice technically isn't until 8am, but I have to eat, and get ready to go. And then i have to bike about 4.5 miles to the high school since my mom has to be at work by 6, and I REFUSE to sit outside the high school for 2 hours. But anyways, it takes me about 45 min. to bike there since I go slow in order to save some energy. At that point, it's about 6:45am,-7 ish if I left at 6:15. Then I bike around town to waste time. Haha. I found a road on Google Earth that takes me to my friends houses, so they might get an early wake up call if getting down there doesn't take too long.
I go back to the high school with enough time to be about 10 min early, so i have more time to wind down before i have to run.
SO ANYWAYS! But this morning I was REALLY tired, so I decided (like the genius I am) to "rest my eyes for a couple minutes." And that couple minutes just happened to turn into a couple hours. So when i opened my eyes at 8:04am, I was like "CRAP!" and rolled over to look at my clock, and then I was like "CRAP!" and then I flailed a little bit and then I gave up and sulked.
After that, I called my mom to let her know that I had simply overslept the practice, and that i didn't get hit by a car or kidnapped by a psycho (there are stretches of my route that are near really busy roads, and I'm supposed to call when I get to practice and when i get home). And then I went running by my house so I wouldn't stay out of shape like I am now. Well, actually, I'm not really "out of shape", I'm just not in "run 4 miles straight" shape. But still!
When I got home, I got on blogger like the addict I am, and I checked Tova's first, except i typed in the URL instead of going to my dashboard (for some reason). When I got there, I read the new post, and when i got to the bottom, I saw the most amazing thing ever! (ok, maybe not ever, but it was still FREAKIN AWESOME!)
......
There were 0, zip, no, comments! As quickly as I could (I was having a TOTAL spaz attack.) I clicked the comment button and typed up a quick comment, worrying the whole time that someone was going to take this amazing opportunity (I mean, some on! She has a thousand something people following her blog, waiting to comment!) And I GOT IT!!! I GOT THE FIRST COMMENT!! It was the greatest moment of my young life! (Anyone seen that episode of Spongebob? The Frycook Games?...Oh...ok...) Ok, so maybe not the greatest, but it was pretty fantastic! Actually, now that I think about it, I'm not sure what the greatest moment of my life was so far...so maybe that WAS the greatest moment...is that sad?
After that, the day was pretty boring for the most part. I cleaned some (I still failed to make any progress on my room, so it's still the stereotypical teenage waste dump. LOL) and cleaned the chinchilla cage-I have 2; Titan and Joker-and that took a while because I had to deep clean the whole area. There was bedding and cardboard scraps and orchard grass everywhere...Maybe I didn't get any cleaning done because I kept stopping to play Tony Hawk Project 8.
Some time after my mom got home I went to the orthodontist (I'm a brace face.) And got rubber bands...which is more like rubber band, because the ortho people only wanted me to put a band on the left side of my mouth. bleh.
And then finally, I "adopted" Alexandra's poor fish. By adopted, I mean rescued. Hot Rocks (That's what she named him-I'm changing it as soon as I think of a name) was on the fast track to a toilet bowl funeral because she is a HORRIBLE pet owner. She bugged my mom forever about getting a fish, and so my mom went to a friend's kid's wedding, and she acquired two red beta fish (they were center pieces for some reason) and Victoria got one, and Alexandra got one. Of course Alexandra thought one of the fish was ugly, (it kinda was.) so she threw a tantrum and said that Victoria stole her fish so that she could get the "pretty" one. But anyways, so Alexandra barely ever fed her fish, and she NEVER cleaned his bowl. I mean the water was GRAY! It had bits of food and fish poop floating around in it, and there was lint or something on top of the water. Plus, the fish was hanging around at the top of the water. Most likely because the water was a LITTLE cleaner because some of the stuff sunk to the bottom. It was a wonder the fish wasn't dead already. So my mom said I could have it since Alexandra said she didn't want it anymore because it was boring.
The double plus in this situation is that Victoria felt bad for the fish too, and she wanted to get him away from Alexandra. So she said that if I "adopted" Hot Rocks, she would clean his barf-tastic bowl. So now Mr. Beta is sitting on my dresser, and no longer hanging around the top of the water.
And ALSO, my dad is coming up from the good 'ol Virgin-I-A. Old Dominion...and whatever else they call it. (That's where I lived before I moved here...i should tell you about it sometime!) on Saturday...fuuunnnn...
By the way, does anyone have any suggestions for what I could name my snazzy new (red) beta fish? Should I post a pic of him (and the rest of my zoo while I'm at it) ?
I think that's about it...
helcar :P
My mom woke me up at 5:30 (fun right?) because I had Cross Country Captains Practice-no, I'm not a captain, but the captains hold "practices" that are like conditioning before the actual season starts.-The practice technically isn't until 8am, but I have to eat, and get ready to go. And then i have to bike about 4.5 miles to the high school since my mom has to be at work by 6, and I REFUSE to sit outside the high school for 2 hours. But anyways, it takes me about 45 min. to bike there since I go slow in order to save some energy. At that point, it's about 6:45am,-7 ish if I left at 6:15. Then I bike around town to waste time. Haha. I found a road on Google Earth that takes me to my friends houses, so they might get an early wake up call if getting down there doesn't take too long.
I go back to the high school with enough time to be about 10 min early, so i have more time to wind down before i have to run.
SO ANYWAYS! But this morning I was REALLY tired, so I decided (like the genius I am) to "rest my eyes for a couple minutes." And that couple minutes just happened to turn into a couple hours. So when i opened my eyes at 8:04am, I was like "CRAP!" and rolled over to look at my clock, and then I was like "CRAP!" and then I flailed a little bit and then I gave up and sulked.
After that, I called my mom to let her know that I had simply overslept the practice, and that i didn't get hit by a car or kidnapped by a psycho (there are stretches of my route that are near really busy roads, and I'm supposed to call when I get to practice and when i get home). And then I went running by my house so I wouldn't stay out of shape like I am now. Well, actually, I'm not really "out of shape", I'm just not in "run 4 miles straight" shape. But still!
When I got home, I got on blogger like the addict I am, and I checked Tova's first, except i typed in the URL instead of going to my dashboard (for some reason). When I got there, I read the new post, and when i got to the bottom, I saw the most amazing thing ever! (ok, maybe not ever, but it was still FREAKIN AWESOME!)
......
There were 0, zip, no, comments! As quickly as I could (I was having a TOTAL spaz attack.) I clicked the comment button and typed up a quick comment, worrying the whole time that someone was going to take this amazing opportunity (I mean, some on! She has a thousand something people following her blog, waiting to comment!) And I GOT IT!!! I GOT THE FIRST COMMENT!! It was the greatest moment of my young life! (Anyone seen that episode of Spongebob? The Frycook Games?...Oh...ok...) Ok, so maybe not the greatest, but it was pretty fantastic! Actually, now that I think about it, I'm not sure what the greatest moment of my life was so far...so maybe that WAS the greatest moment...is that sad?
After that, the day was pretty boring for the most part. I cleaned some (I still failed to make any progress on my room, so it's still the stereotypical teenage waste dump. LOL) and cleaned the chinchilla cage-I have 2; Titan and Joker-and that took a while because I had to deep clean the whole area. There was bedding and cardboard scraps and orchard grass everywhere...Maybe I didn't get any cleaning done because I kept stopping to play Tony Hawk Project 8.
Some time after my mom got home I went to the orthodontist (I'm a brace face.) And got rubber bands...which is more like rubber band, because the ortho people only wanted me to put a band on the left side of my mouth. bleh.
And then finally, I "adopted" Alexandra's poor fish. By adopted, I mean rescued. Hot Rocks (That's what she named him-I'm changing it as soon as I think of a name) was on the fast track to a toilet bowl funeral because she is a HORRIBLE pet owner. She bugged my mom forever about getting a fish, and so my mom went to a friend's kid's wedding, and she acquired two red beta fish (they were center pieces for some reason) and Victoria got one, and Alexandra got one. Of course Alexandra thought one of the fish was ugly, (it kinda was.) so she threw a tantrum and said that Victoria stole her fish so that she could get the "pretty" one. But anyways, so Alexandra barely ever fed her fish, and she NEVER cleaned his bowl. I mean the water was GRAY! It had bits of food and fish poop floating around in it, and there was lint or something on top of the water. Plus, the fish was hanging around at the top of the water. Most likely because the water was a LITTLE cleaner because some of the stuff sunk to the bottom. It was a wonder the fish wasn't dead already. So my mom said I could have it since Alexandra said she didn't want it anymore because it was boring.
The double plus in this situation is that Victoria felt bad for the fish too, and she wanted to get him away from Alexandra. So she said that if I "adopted" Hot Rocks, she would clean his barf-tastic bowl. So now Mr. Beta is sitting on my dresser, and no longer hanging around the top of the water.
And ALSO, my dad is coming up from the good 'ol Virgin-I-A. Old Dominion...and whatever else they call it. (That's where I lived before I moved here...i should tell you about it sometime!) on Saturday...fuuunnnn...
By the way, does anyone have any suggestions for what I could name my snazzy new (red) beta fish? Should I post a pic of him (and the rest of my zoo while I'm at it) ?
I think that's about it...
helcar :P
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
:D
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I 2 new followers! They're Phoebe Jadeite over at My Pink'n'Black Montage and Ebony Haywood over at Sizzling Publications ! THANKS!
I love having followers...
-helcar :D
I love having followers...
-helcar :D
helcar's Totally Awkward Tuesday!
Ok so here it goes. I have decided to take part in Tova Darling's AWESOME Totally Awkward Tuesday.
You tell about an awkward experience you've had, then link back to her blog and leave a comment saying you participated. So here is the link, http://tovadarling.blogspot.com/ , and i hope I'm doing this right!
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A couple years ago, my cousin Rachael (she's turning 16 on the 20th of July) and i were hanging out at the Mall of America, along with my mom, my sisters, and my aunt Jane. This was BEFORE it turned into the Nickelodeon Universe, so it was still Camp Snoopy.
We basically spent the day walking around and shopping, with a stop to the food court for lunch, and some time at Lego Land...just for fun. At some point in the day, the "kids" (a.k.a. my sisters, Rachael and myself) decided we wanted to go on rides, so that's what we did. When we were done, the grown ups decided that they were sick carrying their bags, and of the crowds, and the screaming kids. Of course, they then remembered that they had "a couple more stores" they had to get to. In the language of my family's adults, that means "We just dragged you to your rides, and we aren't done shopping. We're going to more stores, no matter what you say, so shuttup and come on."
Us being kids, we were (and still are) addicted to gum for no real reason, so Rachael gave me and Victoria a piece of gum. Don't ask me where Alexandra was. She was probably hanging out with my mom. After Victoria got her piece of gum, she wandered off. Rachael and i didn't see trash cans anywhere, and so while we were waiting for the adults, we started playing around with our gum wrappers. At first, (i had ripped it into little pieces for 20 times the fun!) i had the little balled up gum wrapper pieces on the railing, and i was playing with them and a couple fell off. They fell slowly and almost landed on some innocent bystander. After i saw that, my brain (because we all know how awesome it is. lol) was like "ENTERTAINMENT!!!" so i migrated to a different strip of railing which was above a fake tree, and tossed a couple (ok so it was more like the rest of my scraps) down one by one to see if i could get them in the tree pot. My cousin and i were both doing it because we were having a competition and we were REALLY bored. Keep in mind that these were REALLY small scraps of paper. Not the gum that was once in the wrappers, not rocks, and not spit.
Pretty soon after that, the 'rental and family got done with the store they were in, and they decided they were finally ready to leave the mall. At that point we started making our way towards to door (we were in the belly of the beast. a.k.a. the middle of the mall) and about halfway there, we noticed that there was a rather tall, grumpy looking security guard trailing us. At first we ignored him, but when he kept following us, we turned around and very politely said "Can we help you?" and he was like
"WELL. We have footage of these CHILDREN. Throwing things over the mall railing!"
and as he was saying all of this, he was talking REALLY loudly and emphasizing on random words. All the while, people that were walking by were starting to stop and stare at the showdown. Then of course, since Alexandra is such a FANTASTIC sister, she was like "oooOO!" like a class of 2nd graders when someone gets called to the office. Granted it wasn't super loud, but i could hear it fairly clearly from 6 feet away. Which certainly helped the situation.
After Officer Crankypants finished his lecture, my mom was just like "Well....they're very sorry." and then she made us give this long apology. After we apologized, he was like "DON'T let it happen again!" and stormed off.
The few people that had decided to stop and gawk slowly dispersed as I got a lecture from my mom. I listened to that lecture with the same non existent attentiveness I gave the mall cop.
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Ok, so needless to say, this awkwardness was caused by my own actions, and I'm sure it was much worse for my mom since she was the parent of one of the wrapper throwing delinquents. Oh well. It was still awkward.
Being awkward is so much fun...
-helcar =O.O= (that's sorta a blushing "oh no" face. not a bug eyed cat. lol)
You tell about an awkward experience you've had, then link back to her blog and leave a comment saying you participated. So here is the link, http://tovadarling.blogspot.com/ , and i hope I'm doing this right!
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A couple years ago, my cousin Rachael (she's turning 16 on the 20th of July) and i were hanging out at the Mall of America, along with my mom, my sisters, and my aunt Jane. This was BEFORE it turned into the Nickelodeon Universe, so it was still Camp Snoopy.
We basically spent the day walking around and shopping, with a stop to the food court for lunch, and some time at Lego Land...just for fun. At some point in the day, the "kids" (a.k.a. my sisters, Rachael and myself) decided we wanted to go on rides, so that's what we did. When we were done, the grown ups decided that they were sick carrying their bags, and of the crowds, and the screaming kids. Of course, they then remembered that they had "a couple more stores" they had to get to. In the language of my family's adults, that means "We just dragged you to your rides, and we aren't done shopping. We're going to more stores, no matter what you say, so shuttup and come on."
Us being kids, we were (and still are) addicted to gum for no real reason, so Rachael gave me and Victoria a piece of gum. Don't ask me where Alexandra was. She was probably hanging out with my mom. After Victoria got her piece of gum, she wandered off. Rachael and i didn't see trash cans anywhere, and so while we were waiting for the adults, we started playing around with our gum wrappers. At first, (i had ripped it into little pieces for 20 times the fun!) i had the little balled up gum wrapper pieces on the railing, and i was playing with them and a couple fell off. They fell slowly and almost landed on some innocent bystander. After i saw that, my brain (because we all know how awesome it is. lol) was like "ENTERTAINMENT!!!" so i migrated to a different strip of railing which was above a fake tree, and tossed a couple (ok so it was more like the rest of my scraps) down one by one to see if i could get them in the tree pot. My cousin and i were both doing it because we were having a competition and we were REALLY bored. Keep in mind that these were REALLY small scraps of paper. Not the gum that was once in the wrappers, not rocks, and not spit.
Pretty soon after that, the 'rental and family got done with the store they were in, and they decided they were finally ready to leave the mall. At that point we started making our way towards to door (we were in the belly of the beast. a.k.a. the middle of the mall) and about halfway there, we noticed that there was a rather tall, grumpy looking security guard trailing us. At first we ignored him, but when he kept following us, we turned around and very politely said "Can we help you?" and he was like
"WELL. We have footage of these CHILDREN. Throwing things over the mall railing!"
and as he was saying all of this, he was talking REALLY loudly and emphasizing on random words. All the while, people that were walking by were starting to stop and stare at the showdown. Then of course, since Alexandra is such a FANTASTIC sister, she was like "oooOO!" like a class of 2nd graders when someone gets called to the office. Granted it wasn't super loud, but i could hear it fairly clearly from 6 feet away. Which certainly helped the situation.
After Officer Crankypants finished his lecture, my mom was just like "Well....they're very sorry." and then she made us give this long apology. After we apologized, he was like "DON'T let it happen again!" and stormed off.
The few people that had decided to stop and gawk slowly dispersed as I got a lecture from my mom. I listened to that lecture with the same non existent attentiveness I gave the mall cop.
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Ok, so needless to say, this awkwardness was caused by my own actions, and I'm sure it was much worse for my mom since she was the parent of one of the wrapper throwing delinquents. Oh well. It was still awkward.
Being awkward is so much fun...
-helcar =O.O= (that's sorta a blushing "oh no" face. not a bug eyed cat. lol)
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Holiday festivities! - The 4th of July!!!
I'm kinda tired from the day's festivities, so I'm not gonna do a full out post. Just thought I would check in on y'all (I say y'all and then my friends make fun of me. lol) and let you know some of my thoughts on the day. So here it goes...
Is it possible to go a couple days without someone dying?! Steve McNair (ok, so most people might not know who that is, but he was an NFL quarterback) died now too! Celebs are dropping left and right, so be thankful you're not super famous (well, maybe you are. lol) because you might be next!
and ALSO
You know, I may be a mindless child, but one thing I'm not, is a mindless child! While I was at the campground, this chick (Molly) said "I wonder if kids now a days even know why we celebrate the 4th of July!" my cousin Nate the Hobo valiantly tried to provide an answer and he said "It's when we gained Independence from Europe and won the war! I don't remember what the war was called though."
and this is how the convo continued:
ME: (semi -loudly, but defiantly not my normal speaking volume, from behind the crowd) The REVOLUTIONARY war.
NATE: YEAH!
MOLLY: Ok, but what country?
NATE: Ummmm France?
MOLLY: YEAH!
Forgive me for being a stupid little kid, but I'm pretty sure that we celebrate Independence day because it's the day that our founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence, we hadn't yet won the war, and we were gaining Independence from BRITAIN. Not FRANCE. The French helped us win the war.
Oh well.
and FINALLY,
I went to see The Proposal (with Sandra Bullock) today. It was funny! For everyone that either doesn't know or forgot, it's about a woman (S.B.) who is going to be deported to Canada, so she forces her assistant to marry her in order to save her career. One part was funny because the guy in the story's mom and grandmother were saying something about the son/grandson having to tell someone that he loves them so they can say it back. At this point, the dad is like "What?!" "Why does he have to do that!?" and the mom and grandma just rolled their eyes at the fact that the dad didn't understand. It was really funny. Of course it might not sound funny the way i described it, but i'm trying not to give anything away. Even though i already might've. lol
Oh, and during the movie, someone yelled at someone else to shut up, and my mom was like "wOO!" (sorta like an "oh no he didn't!" type "wOO!" not a cheering one.) really loud and my automatic reaction was to shush her...equally as loud. I couldn't help it! She's one of those people that don't TALK during movies, but she's like "hmm." or "what a loser" or "wOO!" . I almost think it's more annoying than sitting near someone who talks a ton (which actually is kinda hypocriticalof me, because it doesn't annoying me talking TO someone that talks a lot, and I talk a lot in most movies.)
so that's pretty much it!
Happy 4th Everyone!
-helcar
-^- w
<(^.^)> / (ok, that's a really messed up kirby with a small party hat and a scary sparkler. this is a picture of kirby.click it if you don't know who he is....http://home.btconnect.com/hgi/nintendo-ds/kirby.jpg)
PS: I neglected to mention that when i shushed my mom, the whole theatre burst into laughter, which was a main point of me sharing the story (oops!) lol. So....yeah.
Is it possible to go a couple days without someone dying?! Steve McNair (ok, so most people might not know who that is, but he was an NFL quarterback) died now too! Celebs are dropping left and right, so be thankful you're not super famous (well, maybe you are. lol) because you might be next!
and ALSO
You know, I may be a mindless child, but one thing I'm not, is a mindless child! While I was at the campground, this chick (Molly) said "I wonder if kids now a days even know why we celebrate the 4th of July!" my cousin Nate the Hobo valiantly tried to provide an answer and he said "It's when we gained Independence from Europe and won the war! I don't remember what the war was called though."
and this is how the convo continued:
ME: (semi -loudly, but defiantly not my normal speaking volume, from behind the crowd) The REVOLUTIONARY war.
NATE: YEAH!
MOLLY: Ok, but what country?
NATE: Ummmm France?
MOLLY: YEAH!
Forgive me for being a stupid little kid, but I'm pretty sure that we celebrate Independence day because it's the day that our founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence, we hadn't yet won the war, and we were gaining Independence from BRITAIN. Not FRANCE. The French helped us win the war.
Oh well.
and FINALLY,
I went to see The Proposal (with Sandra Bullock) today. It was funny! For everyone that either doesn't know or forgot, it's about a woman (S.B.) who is going to be deported to Canada, so she forces her assistant to marry her in order to save her career. One part was funny because the guy in the story's mom and grandmother were saying something about the son/grandson having to tell someone that he loves them so they can say it back. At this point, the dad is like "What?!" "Why does he have to do that!?" and the mom and grandma just rolled their eyes at the fact that the dad didn't understand. It was really funny. Of course it might not sound funny the way i described it, but i'm trying not to give anything away. Even though i already might've. lol
Oh, and during the movie, someone yelled at someone else to shut up, and my mom was like "wOO!" (sorta like an "oh no he didn't!" type "wOO!" not a cheering one.) really loud and my automatic reaction was to shush her...equally as loud. I couldn't help it! She's one of those people that don't TALK during movies, but she's like "hmm." or "what a loser" or "wOO!" . I almost think it's more annoying than sitting near someone who talks a ton (which actually is kinda hypocriticalof me, because it doesn't annoying me talking TO someone that talks a lot, and I talk a lot in most movies.)
so that's pretty much it!
Happy 4th Everyone!
-helcar
-^- w
<(^.^)> / (ok, that's a really messed up kirby with a small party hat and a scary sparkler. this is a picture of kirby.click it if you don't know who he is....http://home.btconnect.com/hgi/nintendo-ds/kirby.jpg)
PS: I neglected to mention that when i shushed my mom, the whole theatre burst into laughter, which was a main point of me sharing the story (oops!) lol. So....yeah.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Maybe i should get some motivation BEFORE 2am
Sooo. as you may or may not be able to see, i'm blogging at 3am. Why do i have no motivation what so ever until the late (or early) hours of the night (morning? i have NO CLUE. and plus, i get lazy like halfway through since its so late, and then my typos get even worse. and i've realized (well actually, i already knew it, i just haven't actually thought about it.) that it might annoy people that i have like 100 typos per post ( i'm WAY too lazy to use spell check) and that i practically never capitalize anything. and you know what?! (what?) that's just TOO BAD.
but a REALLY HUGE thing i want to mention is that i also have another follower!!! :D and yeah, the blogging celebs might be like "psh! the blogging peasant is excited about having two followers?" but YOU KNOW WHAT?! i don't care! it's a HUGE step in the right direction, and i'm STOKED! so my follower is the awesome Sara over at Waking up in a sleepy town ! And i don't believe i've formally introduced myself; i'm rachel. i'm weird. i'm 14, like alley. i change subjects a lot and i don't always make sense. now you know a little bit about me. lol maybe i should take peoples ideas and start posting random facts. i don't know. i'll submit it to my producers (aka my brain) but the romance monster will probably eat it alive without batting an eyelash. i doubt i will anyways. oh well. lol
so now on to the main event! or rather what i didn't finish LAST time i was posting.....
MENTAL...everyone's favorite....oh forget it. for those of you that are new, its basically me rambling about what's going on in my head. lol
IN THIS SEGMENT OF MENTAL I WILL BE TALKING ABOUT THE DAYDREAM THING THAT I HAD FOR NO REAL REASON WHILE I WAS TALKING TO ALLEY. IT WAS TRIGGERED BY NONE OTHER THAN THE ROMANCE MONSTER.
so to introduce the setting, picture a hill. a fairly large grassy hill, spotted with wildflowers. its not OVERFLOWING with them. behind the hill is the edge of a large forest, which i and sunshine (of course he's involved in this) hiked through all day (as a couple)
me and mark were wandering through the forest, and we happened upon this hill. so we went and we sat down on top of the hill, dropping our stuff a few feet behind us so we could rest. we were sitting with our feet out in front of us, and our arms spread out behind us (in a V so we wouldn't fall over)
his hand was on top of mine, and he had his fingers intertwined in mine, so it was sorta like holding hands.
so we just kinda sat there, talking about the day and laughing at inside jokes. at some point in the convo, mark picked one of the floweres that was around us and he was like "here. this is for you" and set it in my lap.
so when there was a lapse in our convo (which was after a while) he kissed me on the cheek and wrapped his arms around me. then i layed my head on his shoulder. it was nice.
so i think that concludes this segment of MENTAL. but, you know, its 4:30am, and i am FAR from the ability to think well right now. lol so after i imagined all of this, i told alley, and then both her and i were freaking out, and then my internet stopped working and i had to scramble throughout my house for a half an hour and get it to work. so that was great. but anyways, if there was anything else, i'm not gonna remember it now. so.....
oh i wonder what would happen if mark found out about this blog? that would certanly give me something for Secret Life of Tova Darling 's Totally Awkward Tuesdays. i'm hoping that doesn't happen though....
-helcar <3 (ok. i think this post calls for a heart because normally the face goes with the content.)
P.S.: i feel like its necessary to inform you of the fact that although it says that this post was published at 2:50 something? it was ACTUALLY like 4:48 ish. don't ask me why i feel like i need to tell you. i just do. and that's why i need to get some motivation before 2am.
but a REALLY HUGE thing i want to mention is that i also have another follower!!! :D and yeah, the blogging celebs might be like "psh! the blogging peasant is excited about having two followers?" but YOU KNOW WHAT?! i don't care! it's a HUGE step in the right direction, and i'm STOKED! so my follower is the awesome Sara over at Waking up in a sleepy town ! And i don't believe i've formally introduced myself; i'm rachel. i'm weird. i'm 14, like alley. i change subjects a lot and i don't always make sense. now you know a little bit about me. lol maybe i should take peoples ideas and start posting random facts. i don't know. i'll submit it to my producers (aka my brain) but the romance monster will probably eat it alive without batting an eyelash. i doubt i will anyways. oh well. lol
so now on to the main event! or rather what i didn't finish LAST time i was posting.....
MENTAL...everyone's favorite....oh forget it. for those of you that are new, its basically me rambling about what's going on in my head. lol
IN THIS SEGMENT OF MENTAL I WILL BE TALKING ABOUT THE DAYDREAM THING THAT I HAD FOR NO REAL REASON WHILE I WAS TALKING TO ALLEY. IT WAS TRIGGERED BY NONE OTHER THAN THE ROMANCE MONSTER.
so to introduce the setting, picture a hill. a fairly large grassy hill, spotted with wildflowers. its not OVERFLOWING with them. behind the hill is the edge of a large forest, which i and sunshine (of course he's involved in this) hiked through all day (as a couple)
me and mark were wandering through the forest, and we happened upon this hill. so we went and we sat down on top of the hill, dropping our stuff a few feet behind us so we could rest. we were sitting with our feet out in front of us, and our arms spread out behind us (in a V so we wouldn't fall over)
his hand was on top of mine, and he had his fingers intertwined in mine, so it was sorta like holding hands.
so we just kinda sat there, talking about the day and laughing at inside jokes. at some point in the convo, mark picked one of the floweres that was around us and he was like "here. this is for you" and set it in my lap.
so when there was a lapse in our convo (which was after a while) he kissed me on the cheek and wrapped his arms around me. then i layed my head on his shoulder. it was nice.
so i think that concludes this segment of MENTAL. but, you know, its 4:30am, and i am FAR from the ability to think well right now. lol so after i imagined all of this, i told alley, and then both her and i were freaking out, and then my internet stopped working and i had to scramble throughout my house for a half an hour and get it to work. so that was great. but anyways, if there was anything else, i'm not gonna remember it now. so.....
oh i wonder what would happen if mark found out about this blog? that would certanly give me something for Secret Life of Tova Darling 's Totally Awkward Tuesdays. i'm hoping that doesn't happen though....
-helcar <3 (ok. i think this post calls for a heart because normally the face goes with the content.)
P.S.: i feel like its necessary to inform you of the fact that although it says that this post was published at 2:50 something? it was ACTUALLY like 4:48 ish. don't ask me why i feel like i need to tell you. i just do. and that's why i need to get some motivation before 2am.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
SwEeT!
Well, I haven't really posted since June, and since that time (ok, well it was mostly today, but whatever. It was still work) both mine and Alley's ( Zoinkers! ) blogs have been undergoing construction, and i must say that I'm pretty happy with how BOTH of them turned out. Now my blog has that lovely three column look ( it almost killed me to try and change the format, because,
a. I liked the little colored dots that were on there because they matched the colors and
b. to change the format you have to go and sort thought the HTML, and the writing (or typing) was small and there was a LOT of it. When I was following the instructions I wanted to throw my laptop down (which I wouldn't do because I was talking to Alley and if it broke I would probably never get a new one. lol).
And then I was trying to add these cute little turtles to my blog so that my (1 at the moment.) readers could play with them when they got sick of reading my babbling, but it didn't work! So I tried adding a fun tree frog (I was going for something green to match my current background, but the green didn't work...) so then I was like "You know what? Whatever. I just want some fun virtual animals for people to harass...Just kidding. So in that case, just find some animals, and put them on your blog." So then I turned to penguins. And guess what? ....yep! THEY DIDN'T WORK!!! ARGH! So no cute little animals for me, because Alley has fish on hers, but I don't want to take her fish. lol
and i have some more blog-tastic news! alley got a new follower! her follower's blog is over at Waking up in a sleepy town with Sara. so now the "follower war" has begun.
And (you know it's coming! ....) in other news!
Alleys obsession with romance is contagious, because I'm coming down with it too! The romance monster has reared it's rather gorgeous head and its now constantly trying to take down all of my other thoughts and fight to the front lines. Here's the way i described it.
The monster is beating down my other thoughts that are trying to be thunk (lol, is that a word when it's used on these terms?) , and while it's doing this, it's lifting weights, and getting stronger all the while.
And also, a fairly decent way to describe it is, you know how in video games (well, maybe you, don't but now you will) , there are normally
-grunt type things: The very minor guys that don't really require effort or health to take care of. In my mind, the grunts of the thought world are stuff like "oh this pillow is soft!" and "what am i gonna have for lunch later?"
-mini bosses: The major bad guys before the big tough boss. They are a little but of a challenge, but they aren't that bad. and normally when you face these, you get some sort of cool weapon or prize. So in this case, not only would the romance monster would gain a decent amount of strength, as well as the fear of the other thoughts. It would also gain a higher rank since it beat down the last thought. Mini boss thoughts include things like "oh that guy's hot!" and "i should check my blog"
-bosses: the big guys. the toughies. the playground bullies. these guys are the hardest to beat, and require the most skill and health. when you beat them, it's totally worth it, and you defiantly get something good from them. in this situation, the bosses that the monster beats down are thoughts like "i'm hungry" (ok, so that one may not seem major, but i'm always hungry, so for me it kinda is.) and "i wanna hang out with my friends". when the romance monster beats down a main thought, it gains the front and center spotlight, and completely engulfs my brain for a least a few minutes. normally longer than that. lol
so that should explain the monster and its ways at least sorta. ok?
OK. and also,
i need to throw a party or something because i am really bored and i wanna hang out with my friends.
i've been talking to alley a ton, and we have like 8 different emails going on, and those emails have emails inside of them basically, because here's how they are.
_______________________________________
topic #1
topic #2
topic #3,
_______________________________________
and they're almost never related topics. lol
and then we stay up until like 4:30am half the time talking on IM and stuff.
so we're "besties" (gag-thats a really dumb word.)
i was gonna do a MENTAL segment, but I'm bored and tired, so I'll do it later....
-helcar Z.z
a. I liked the little colored dots that were on there because they matched the colors and
b. to change the format you have to go and sort thought the HTML, and the writing (or typing) was small and there was a LOT of it. When I was following the instructions I wanted to throw my laptop down (which I wouldn't do because I was talking to Alley and if it broke I would probably never get a new one. lol).
And then I was trying to add these cute little turtles to my blog so that my (1 at the moment.) readers could play with them when they got sick of reading my babbling, but it didn't work! So I tried adding a fun tree frog (I was going for something green to match my current background, but the green didn't work...) so then I was like "You know what? Whatever. I just want some fun virtual animals for people to harass...Just kidding. So in that case, just find some animals, and put them on your blog." So then I turned to penguins. And guess what? ....yep! THEY DIDN'T WORK!!! ARGH! So no cute little animals for me, because Alley has fish on hers, but I don't want to take her fish. lol
and i have some more blog-tastic news! alley got a new follower! her follower's blog is over at Waking up in a sleepy town with Sara. so now the "follower war" has begun.
And (you know it's coming! ....) in other news!
Alleys obsession with romance is contagious, because I'm coming down with it too! The romance monster has reared it's rather gorgeous head and its now constantly trying to take down all of my other thoughts and fight to the front lines. Here's the way i described it.
The monster is beating down my other thoughts that are trying to be thunk (lol, is that a word when it's used on these terms?) , and while it's doing this, it's lifting weights, and getting stronger all the while.
And also, a fairly decent way to describe it is, you know how in video games (well, maybe you, don't but now you will) , there are normally
-grunt type things: The very minor guys that don't really require effort or health to take care of. In my mind, the grunts of the thought world are stuff like "oh this pillow is soft!" and "what am i gonna have for lunch later?"
-mini bosses: The major bad guys before the big tough boss. They are a little but of a challenge, but they aren't that bad. and normally when you face these, you get some sort of cool weapon or prize. So in this case, not only would the romance monster would gain a decent amount of strength, as well as the fear of the other thoughts. It would also gain a higher rank since it beat down the last thought. Mini boss thoughts include things like "oh that guy's hot!" and "i should check my blog"
-bosses: the big guys. the toughies. the playground bullies. these guys are the hardest to beat, and require the most skill and health. when you beat them, it's totally worth it, and you defiantly get something good from them. in this situation, the bosses that the monster beats down are thoughts like "i'm hungry" (ok, so that one may not seem major, but i'm always hungry, so for me it kinda is.) and "i wanna hang out with my friends". when the romance monster beats down a main thought, it gains the front and center spotlight, and completely engulfs my brain for a least a few minutes. normally longer than that. lol
so that should explain the monster and its ways at least sorta. ok?
OK. and also,
i need to throw a party or something because i am really bored and i wanna hang out with my friends.
i've been talking to alley a ton, and we have like 8 different emails going on, and those emails have emails inside of them basically, because here's how they are.
_______________________________________
topic #1
topic #2
topic #3,
_______________________________________
and they're almost never related topics. lol
and then we stay up until like 4:30am half the time talking on IM and stuff.
so we're "besties" (gag-thats a really dumb word.)
i was gonna do a MENTAL segment, but I'm bored and tired, so I'll do it later....
-helcar Z.z
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