Oh geez, where do I BEGIN!?  I've done a crapload of dumb stuff, but the dumbest?  That's gonna take a while to figure out.  I'm not sure what the absolute dumbest thing I've ever done is, but I do remember one pretty dumb thing I did fairly recently.

I was at home since the fall sememster hadn't started yet and it was about 4AM.  I was hungry and decided it would be a wonderful idea to make myself a bowl of cereal even though my mom's a light sleeper and my brother's sleeping in the living room next to the kitchen.  So after I make my noisy bowl of cereal I went in my room to eat it, but one bowl's just not enough.  So I made a second bowl of cereal just as loud as the first.  About an hour later, I got the munchies so I made a bag of popcorn.  So yeah, my mom and brother were not happy about all the noise.

I've probably done much stupider things, but that's just the first one that came to mind.

Holy crap, has it really been twelve weeks already?  Dang, time just flies by.  I'll probably end up submitting a.. Crap, what do I call 'em?  RECAPS!  There we go; I forgot it for a second.  But yeah, I'm probably gonna be sending in one of those so you'll know what I've been up to.  I'm not gonna get super specific since that would take too long, though.  Anyways, enough of my rambling about future updates so I can start rambling about my favorite/unfavorite teachers.

My favorite teacher is definitely my second grade teacher, Mrs. Parker.  She was a saint, that woman.  She was, without competition, one of the nicest teachers I had ever known; hell, she still is one of the nicest teachers I've ever had.  I'm reallt thankful for her because, at that time, I had just skipped the first grade because I wasn't being challenged enough; I was scared and I didn't know anybody and I missed all my friends in first grade.  She spent a lot of time with me and helped me get used to how their classroom system and stuff works; she even helped me make friends (Granted those "friends" were really just taking advantage of me and never really liked me, but I didn't know that at the time so I was happy).  She's also one of my main reasons for wanting to go to college; I made her a promise that I would stay out of trouble, stay in school, and get a scholarship to a good college.  I probably mighta done that regardless, but it's still nice to know she had that much faith in me.  God, I wish I could see her again.

My least favorite.  Oh geez, definitely my Algebra II teacher, Mr. Behrens.  He could not control the class if his life depended on it.  He also wasn't very good at explaining things or keeping the students' attention.  Though when I think about it, I think the reason he seemed like such a terrible teacher was because he got stuck with a terrible class; he got all the loud, obnoxious, ghetto, rude, loud-mouthed, airheaded, arrogant, hard-headed students at the last class of the day when everyone's general attitude is "Eff this I wanna go home!"  I didn't like him as a teacher, but as a person he had my deepest sympathies; no one deserves to have to teach the algebra class from Hell.  Seeing him struggle everyday solidified my decision to NEVER go into the teaching field; I just don't have the patience.

Today I graduated from high school with honors.  I got my diploma, said goodbye to all my friends, we all hugged eachother, I said goodbye to my teachers and hugged them as well, my family got together and had dinner at Golden Corral, and now I'm at home.  I'm finally done with high school and I'm semi-ready to move on and go to college and start becoming independent.

And yet I can't stop crying.

I was really excited and in disbelief before, but now it has finally sunken in that I'm never going back to that school, I'm not going to see my friends anymore, I'll never see my teachers again, and I'm going to have to learn to be an adult and grow up.  To tell you the truth, I'm not ready to move on yet.  I still want to be a teenager without a care in the world for just a little bit longer.  I wish high school was five years, just so I could hang around all my friends and favorite teachers, and make new friends and join the smae clubs and even a few different ones; just so I can enjoy being a kid a little bit longer.

The fact that I can't and no matter how much I want to, I'll never be able to turn back has caused me to slump into depression.  I just... I wish I never had to leave high school; that senior year would just restart over and over so I could stay with the people I love forever.

OH MY GOD CANDY CORN!!  I absolutely LOOOVE candy corn, almost to a point of being obssessed!  It's pure Heaven on Earth!  My God!  I wished they sold it year-round instead of just Halloween.  I really want some now.

Anizona 2009 was going to be my last anime convention before I move to Tucson for college.  I fixed up my costume, did some routine maintenence, even bragged about how awesome it'd be to all my friends.  I was super excited about it!  Since we were moving for a while the computer wasn't hooked up for a long time.  We just got it hooked up and got the internet back about two days ago.  I went on the website to see where it was and stuff, only to find out that it is now completely sold out.  I wanted to cry; I got my hopes up so much and got myself all excited for nothing.  But I guess it's just as well; I spent all my money on prom and yearbook, so I wouldn't have had any money to spend on anything.  And my con buddies cancelled on me so I would have been all by myself; plus I live about an hour away from where it's at.  So I guess it's not that bad.

But dammit I still wanted to go~!  It still hurts that I can't!

I'm hoping that by posting this in my blog, which has a grand total of 1 reader, I won't suffer too much internet backlash for posting this since openly declaring a dislike of this series is considered a sin to some of the more rabid fans. Speaking of which, if all you're going to do is flame me, insult my intelligence, and threaten some sort of bodily harm or something on me, please just do yourself and all other Twilight fans a favor and just STFU, because by doing the aforementioned things you're making ALL fans look really bad. You can still do it anyways if you want to - I can't stop you - but don't expect me to reply or acknowledge it. Also, I would rather this post not turn into some sort of all-out debate/flame war; I doubt enough people will read, let alone comment, for something like that to happen, but there's no harm in being careful. More than anything, I just really don't want the hassle or a flamewar in my journal; remember the first amendment, people. It exists for a reason.

First of all, Edward seems to display a lot of the characteristics of an abusive boyfriend/stalker. Before he and Bella even really met eachother or became a couple he'd sneak into her room at night to watch her sleep and follow her around practically every second of every day. He even threatened suicide if she didn't kiss him, which is an entirely new level of disturbing all on its own. Even once they started dating he trashed/destroyed Bella's car so she couldn't go out with her friends and he frequently calls her stupid. Edward's behavior is basically that of an emotionally abusive boyfriend, and he has all the personality of a cardboard box. But that's okay because he's so gorgeous and he's only abusive to Bella because he loves her. The really scary part is that this is one way that abused women justify the actions of their partners in real life, and the author herself actually expects readers to excuse Edward's behavior thus.  But Bella claims his behavior is "perfect, as well as many of the fangirls. I personally don't find even an ounce of romance anywhere in that, and if it were me I woulda called the police or reported him or something. And I won't even touch the "sparkling vampires" thing, mostly because I can't find words for it. All I can do is sigh and facepalm.

As far as Bella goes, she is pretty much the Sakura-Sue (Sakura and Mary-Sue) of the series. Bella is constantly getting knocked out, fainting, or becoming too tired to stand under her own power. If all else fails she gets all dizzy, whether it's from blood, a shock, Edward's dazzliness, or completely random. The fact that the "heroine" is so pathetic she needs her big strong love interests to carry her around all the time is quite unnerving. It's also a little funny too because it makes me wonder how many strong feminists were P.O.ed about how cripplingly weak she is.

Edward And Bella's relationship in itself is pretty bland. I mean, what do they like to talk about? What hobbies do they share? What attracts them to eachother other than the fact that Edward's pretty? There's no real substance to it at all except that Edward's pretty. I bet if you cut out any sentence paying tribute to Edward's godly, wondrous, Adonis-esque physique you'll lose maybe more than a third of each book. Even New Moon, which he was only in half of. Though Stephanie Meyer writes at a regular teen-reading level, she suddenly becomes very poetic when describing Edward's appearance. We're told that he's really gorgeous, but aside from his hair, eye color, complexion, and wardrobe, we really have no idea what he looks like. And for being such an awesome boyfriend to have, he's actually kind of dull... except when he's just creepy.

Some of the writing itself just bugs me because of the lack of good grammar.  "Gah! I gasped" , "sorry, he apologised".  With stuff like that I'm surprised the editor let it pass.  Plot holes are another thing that gets me. For example, Jasper goes berserk at the scent of a single drop of Bella's blood, yet he's been going to school where there might be any number of menstruating females at any given time with no problems. Meyer tried to hand wave this one away by claiming it was "dead blood." (You'd think a woman would know better...). Not to mention that someone must have gotten a bloody nose or cut at SOME point...  Speaking of biology failure,  Bella has an "estrogen rush" during her girl's-night-out in the first book and don't get me started on Edward Cullen's apparently ancient sperm... even though normal men's sperm is routinely recycled / produced constantly. The author's pulling the "male vampires' bodies are not frozen but females' bodies are" is a really sad excuse.

Take a deep breath, folks.  There's a huge wall o' text straight ahead.

Sloppy writing, sick making heroine and wonderful piece of cardboard hero aside, my main beef with the first book is the severe lack of research into Carlisle's background. Apparently he's English and born in the 1640s, "at a time of religious upheaval". Does everyone see where this is going? There's the usual remarks about 'the rule of Cromwell' and Carlisle's father being an Anglican pastor who hunted witches, werewolves and other things that go bump in the night. Contrary to popular belief, the Protectorate lasted 1653-1659, not a vague period of some ten to twenty years (the last eight months being poor old Richard Cromwell's problem).Although they had a jolly good time persecuting Catholics and Puritans, witch-hunting never fell under the remit of your average Anglican clergy. Meyer seems to have been inspired by the detestable lawyer Matthew Hopkins, self-proclaimed Witchfinder General, who used the Civil War as a front for his activities. Not only did he snuff it after just three years (1644-1647), he operated solely in the eastern counties of England, not London (Cullen Sr's base). You can argue that this is an alternative world version but it makes no sense. It states Carlisle was 23 when he was 'changed'. Doesn't that mean they'd be running their scam after the Restoration? ... Oy, vey. She's obviously glutted on a Salem-inspired vision of Protectorate England where witchhunters ran around burning people and yanking mince pies from diners' mouths.  And not to mentin how she completely butchered vampires.  She even openly admit she avoided doing the research so she wouldn't have to follow any specific guidelines and make everything up as she went along.  Okay, she didn't say all that; I paraphrased.  The actual quote was she didn't want to "worry about how many rules [she] was breaking" because she was "creating [her] own world."   Not to mention Meyer never actually visited the town of Forks, or any of the environs mentioned in the book, until after they were all finished. She claims the real Forks is exactly how she pictured it, while people who actually have lived in or near Forks will tell you the wildlife isn't nearly so crazy as in the books, among other things.   Don't forget the Quileutes. The Quileutes are an actual tribe who Meyer chose to include in her story because they 'live near Forks.' She made up mythology for real people.  She also likes to make 'fighting' consist of (thinking about) screaming, biting people, or waiting for Edward.  However, seeing as I myself tend to not do the research beforehand this is kinda like a case of "Pot calling the kettle black."  But I at least do some level of research for my own characters, which is more than I can say for her.

There's probably a lot more I could add to this, but I figure this much is good enough; I'm supposed to be writing a journal entry, not a freakin' novel.  Also, I have something to say before I end this because i get the feeling it might come up in a comment or something.  For everyone saying/thinking "If you hate the series, why did you read it?", I didn't want to have to hear "You have no right to complain since you haven't read the series!  If you read it you'll understand." or some variation of it.  Also, if I hadn't I wouldn't have been able to back myself up for this rant.  So yeah, 'm done complaining now.  I don't have a snappy line to go out on, so I'll just say Goodby and be done with it.

Simply put: I'm not (as big) a retard anymore.  I understand when people are being sarcastic, I know when I'm doing something stupid, I can keep my emotions under control instead of freaking out or getting mad at every single little thing (Okay, I'm still working on this one, but I'm a lot better at it now then I was back then), and I can hold my own in a fight... verbally.  I'm useless in a physical fight and will immediatly turn tail and run if it comes down to that, though in a battle of wits and words, I'm very well-armed... Unless things turn physically violent.  Then the "turn tail and run" plan comes into play, and you can bet I'll make it hard for them to follow me.  I'll be throwing stuff in front of them, making sudden turns, back tracking and zig-zagging and stuff all over the place (But given my extreme state of not-in-good-shape and lack of stamina, I'll pass out after aout three minutes of running around, and I can forget about hiding!  All that huffing and puffing I'll be doing would give me away in a hot second). 

I'm also a lot better acquainted with Christ then I was before.  And with that statement I have just killed off any readership I was gaining by pulling the religion card.  But I really mean that.  I read my bible and genuinely pay attention in church... I pray when I remember to... Okay, so I'm still a kinda sucky Christian, but at least I'm trying to get better!

I'm just gonna leave it at that, actually.  This entry's just long wenough so that it won't bug me to cut it short, and I hate saying so much good stuff about myself; makes me feel conceited or selfish.

Well this is "Hell Neighbor" where we have a family pretend to be the worst neighbors ever, and just when you're about to go Jack the Ripper on 'em, our little devil mascot comes out and says "You're On Hell Neighbor"!  Except the family's not pretending, they won't leave after a day, you're not on tv, and there is no little devil masot.  They really are your neighbors and there's nothing you can do about it. 

We have this Hispanic family (No, this is not a stab at Hispanics) living on our block and all the neighbors around them (my family included) HATE them.  Nobody will come by their house, talk to them, do anything for them, or acknowledge their existence.  I have yet to find a word in the entire english language that accurately describes what horrible neighbors they are or sum up everyone's mutual negative feelings toward them.  They are so incredibly high-strung and rude they call the police for the most insignifact things!!

When they first moved in, they called the police on our neighbor Jerry because his kid's ball went in their front yard.  Nothing was broken, no one was hurt, no one almost got hit, and nothing in their yard was even touched.  All that happened was a kickball landed int heir front yard.  That's it.  Stupid, huh?  That's not even the half of it.  Today they called the police three times on him. 

The first time was actually pretty understandable.  They called the police this morning because eggs came from the direction of Jerry's house and smashed their house.  However, at the time this happened: Both of Jerry's kids were at school, his wife was at work, and he was asleep.  The only possible suspect that leaves is the family dog, Moe, and I severely doubt he egged their house seeing as he's a DOG.  I can see where they were coming from; if a barrage of eggs hit my house, and they came in the direction of the neighbors I don't like or don't know, I'd call the police too. 

The second time she called the police was because his kids and their friends were playing in the entrance of the coldisac and were a "traffic hazard".  Our street itself gets very minial traffic: probably less than ten cars a day, and the actual coldisac gets even less.  I doubt they're holding up traffic.  Once the police left, Jerry walked across the street to Rob's (Our other neighbor who happens to be Puerto Rican) house and talked to him, making the joke "How much you wanna bet they'll call the police for jaywalking?"

They called the police for the THIRD time and said that Jerry was calling them mother flickers and making racial slurs; on top of that, they had the nerve to say that Jerry is being prejudiced against them.  Needless to say, that's not what he said at all!  Once Rob vouched for him and the issue was resolved, Jerry went back to his house and they've been pretty quiet ever since.

I'm guessing by now that some of you have noticed a bit of a pattern here; I congradulate you for paying enough attention to pick up on it.  For the people like me that don't pick up on stuff like that, here's the pattern; they only call the police whenever Jerry does something.   They won't make any complaints about their other neighbors: two black families, a Puerto Rican family, and a white guy with a Mexican girlfriend and three half-black half-white kids.  They only pick on Jerry, the token all-white family on the block/coldisac.  So tell me; how is a white guy completely surrounded by minority families (all of which think he is an awesome neighbor and good friends with him and his family) prejudiced? 

If you ask me they're the racists.  Remember why they called the police a second time: Jerry's kids being traffic hazards?  Well, Rob's three little kids play football and soccer in the street all the time!  And I mean the actual street, not the coldisac, and those people have never once called the police on him.  I just don't understand them.  I wish I could get all our neighbors to sign a petition asking them to leave or lighten up and show it to the neighbors, or maybe the city of Glendale. 

Well, I myself didn't really meet him, and he's not exactly a celebrity and the only people that know him are Arizonans that watch the channel 3 morning news. 

Some dude named Brad Perry who does the morning weather on the news came to my school my junior year.  Sometimes he'll come out to schools and do the weather report from the school and have the band playing and the cheerleaders dancing and cheering, and students cheering and the mascot.... mascotting. Ya know, that stuff.  We had to be out there at like 5AM, so i was like eff that that's too early!  Judging from what everyone that was actually there said, I'm glad I didn't go.

When on camera Brad's funny, a goofball, and happy and smiling.  Off camera dude's a ash hole.  He's rude, pushy, bossy, and won't give you the time of day without the camera on.  I remember one of my teachers recorded it and showed to our class, and one of the kid's cellphones went off while brad was talking.  On camera Brad just brushed it off and joked about it; from what i heard, when the camera went off brad tore that kid a new one.  Ugh.

Well, technically it's just a slideshow with transitions, music and a couple of sound effects, but whatever. I worked on it for about three days and I'm actually very proud of the end result. It's not that good since it's my first video, but I don't care. I worked really hard on it and I love it. I hope you all like it too. Just know that's it's really long; almost eight minutes. Just so ya know...

Ah poot eet on yootoob! ... Oh God what have I just done to the English language!? *SHAAAAAME*

Well, that all depends on the day, really.

One days I have school, I set my alarm for 6:45 AM.  When it goes off, I sleep through about five minutes of it, wake up a little and listen to whatever's on, then go back to sleep for a few more minutes.  I don't actualy get up until about 7:15 or so (Though I have been known to sleep in later than that).  After I finally drag myself out of bed, I brush my hair and, realizing that I waited too long to take a shower and still get to school on time, go ahead and get dressed.  Yeah, my hygiene kinda sucks, but I do manage to get a shower in at least three times a week.  ....... DON'T JUDGE ME!

After that I head into the kitchen, take my medication and a vitamin and put some lean pockets (The little breakfsat ones) in the microwave.  While they're cooking, I surf the internet for a few minutes to check all the recently updated webcomics, then scramble back into the kitchen when I hear my mom get up.  She doesn't like me on the computer first-thing in the morning.  By that time my lean pockets are done and I go ahead and sit down to eat just as my mom walks in the kitchen.  Once I'm done eating, she drops me off at school.

On Saturday I sleep in until about 8:30 when my mom wakes me up for league bowling.  I'll sleep in until about 9:00, then drag myself out of bed and get dressed.  I'll sit in my room and listen to the radio for a few minutes, then walk out of my room, eat a cereal bar and drive up to the bowling alley with my mom.

Sundays, I wake up at about 9:30 and listen to the top 20 countdown on the radio.  I'll crawl out of bed (As you can probably tell by now I don't like getting up), throw on some nice clothes, then sit in my room until 10:00 to hear the rest of the countdown.  by that time it's too late to eat something for breakfast and m ymom and I drive to church.

And on days like this where I just plain don't have anything to do, I sleep in really late, wake up, then make myself go back to sleep.  After about 10+ hours of snoozing I get up, stay in my pajamas, and spend some quality time (About 9+ hours) on the computer.

Without a doubt, The Dark Knight!  That movie was all sorts of EPIC awesome!!  I mean, I was completely blown away by it.  There aren't enough words in any language that could accurately describe just how awesome this movie really was.And Heath Ledger was AMAZING!!  Without a doubt the best actor of 2008.  It makes me depressed that he died; the movie world desperately needs more actors like him.

OOH And Seven Pounds!  That movie was without a doubt the best technical chick flick I have ever seen in my entire life.  Will Smith was great; I love his serious movies.  He gets to sinto it and stuff,  The movie was an emotional roller coaster, but in a really good, awesome way.  I woulda seen it a second time in theatres it was so good, and as expensive as stuff is nowadays with the economy wedged in the U-bend you KNOW it has to be good.

The Secret Life of Bees was really good too.  I wouldn't quite put it up there with The Dark Knight and Seven Pounds, but it really made me wanna read the book, and those of you that actually know me know that the last thing on my mind a good 99.9% of the time is reading a book that isn't a manga.  But wow it was good; I probably cried at least seven or eight times (Yeah, I'm a wuss).

What's Your Best Quality? Your Result: Personality   Your best quality is your personality! People like you because you are an all around good person. You have good manners and values. You also like to express your personal style and interests.
Loving
Out-Going
Sense of Humor
Ambitious
Intelligence
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What Be Your Nerd Type? Your Result: Anime Nerd   If anyone is likely to dress up in a crazy outfit, you are! You enjoy the visual stimulants of intense art accompanied with deep plots of fantasy, science-fiction, real-life; or you are just obsessed with Japan and everyone and everything in it. They love to gather with people like themselves at conventions and act crazy! The anime nerds are often associated with the stereotype of being the "psychotic" nerd, because they tend to be obsessive over their characters and series. You psycho! I'm just kidding! But seriously, all forms of art should be appreciated, and anime is definitely one of them.
Gamer/Computer Nerd
Artistic Nerd
Social Nerd
Drama Nerd
Literature Nerd
Science/Math Nerd
Musician
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What type of person do you attract? Your Result: You attract geeks!   Your stunning intellect and love of sci-fi and video games allures the geeks like nothing else. Maybe it is the sparkle in your eye that makes them want to text you, who knows. Geeks make good partners, but tend to be arguementative. If you are a TRUE geek magnet, you will know if that was spelled correctly, and actually care. If it is a bad-boy/bad-girl you are seeking, you are barking up the wrong tree, unless they are just 'bad' behind a PS2 console.
You attract unstable people!
You attract artsy people!
You attract rednecks!
You attract models!
You attract Yuppies!
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My Foreign Policy Views
Score: -5.92

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My Culture War Stance
Score: 0.95

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My Political Views
I am a center-left moderate social authoritarian
Left: 2.25, Authoritarian: 1.18

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Which Positive Quality Are You? Your Result: Peace   You are Peace. Peace is the opposite of anger and destruction. Peace is calm. It tears down barriers; it brings us together. Peace is a noble goal sought by the good of heart. "May peace prevail on earth."
Charity
Love
Friendship
Courage
Faith
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ANIMOLOGY: What Animal Are You? Your Result: Teal Cat   You're the Teal Kitty Cat! You're as swift and sly as a ninja and very hard to please. You can be very soft yet very cruel at the same time. Your soul mate is the beige racoon and you're in conflict with the red jaquar.
Tan Giraffe
Red Jaguar
Gold Falcon
Ocre and Gray Dolphin
Blue Fox
Yellow Trout
Silver and Red Wolf
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UGH I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW!!!!  I'll try to explain this as best as i can, but keep in mind there will be some bias in here.

As you should be aware by now, I am a huge nerd who has devoted her life to the internet and anime.  As such, I am amember of a roleplaying forum run and occupied by a lot of my online RP friends and stuff.  We've been roleplaying with out own characters and stuff for years and know eachother reasonably well, lkinda like a cyber dysfunctional family. 

Anyways, tonight we gathered in the forum chatroom to discuss the state of the forum.  The person who originally came up with the entire concept and design of our characters and the mansion they live in has been completely inactive for the past two years.  The co-owner (Whom everyone calls Link since his username is RLinkSoul) of the forum felt that we should completely makeover the concept: create our own mansion and redesign everything and stuff, so he PMed everyone telling them to meet in the forum chatroom for the meeting.  It's a really huge decision; trust me.

Anyways, I didn't find out until after the meeting ended that Link didn't bother to notify one of the members about the meeting.  If it was someone that just joined like a day or so ago or someone that never contributed anything, I could understand not telling him.  However, the person he left out of the loop (Twister) has been with us since the very beginning.  He was there back before the whole mansion idea was conceived and our roleplay environment consisted of a small living room with two couches, a lamp, and a coffee table.  When I finally noticed he wasn't there and asked Link if he told him, his reaction was basically "Twister?  Oh right him.  Well, he wasn't active until recently anyways so no harm done."  I was pissed.  Twister had actually been actively posting for the past several days and contributed a lot.  I nagged him and got on his case about it, but he simply got mad and logged off.

I'm so freakin' MAD about that!  How the HELL do you not invite one of the senior roleplayers to a meeting deciding the entire fate of the forum and its characters and stuff!?  He deserved to at least be told about it, even if he wound up not coming.  How am I supposed to tell him about this? "Hey Twister.  All the members had a really important meeting deciding the entire future of the forum and the characters and Link didn't think you were important enough to invite, even though yuo've been with us since the very beginning.  Here's the situation you didn't get to hear yourself and the options we decided on without you"??? 

Hate it.  I've never had a boyfriend before, so for me today's just a reminder that everyone else but me has a man they love that loves them back.  I woudn't say I'm bitter; I'm just sick of all this mushy gooey lovey dovey pink and red heart filled love affair that all the couples are gushing over while I sit at home in sweats and watch tv with all my other single friends.  Okay, so I am pretty bitter about it.  Even my gay friends have boyfriends; the only guy that ever liked me moved away two years ago, not that that really counts for much since I didn't like him back. 

Anyways, I'm soprry if my piss-poor mood brought ya down.  Have a happy Singles Awareness Day, everyone~!

I'd definitely wanna be a comic book artist or writer ot graphic designer.  Just about anything hat has to do with creating or modifying images and being creative would work, really.  I'm a dork and I like stuff like that.  Sure, there's not a lot of money in it but they're all jobs I'd love enough that the money wouldn't matter.

However, since I can be kinda high maintanence and stuff and love to spend money (ESPECIALLY for anime conventions and stuff), a job I'd love to have strictly for the paycheck and a little enjoyment would be .............. I actually have no idea.  There's very few really well-paying jobs that I'd like or can see myself doing.  Blood and sick people creep me out, so anything in the medical field is instantly ruled out.  I could maybe be a lawyer, but law is so freakin' complicated and stuff I dunno if I'd be able to handle it.  A state senator or legislature or something could work, but I'm still not sure. 

In any case, I'm just gonna stick with stuff in the drawing or creative writing field.

Okay, so like I said in my last entry a LOT of stuff has happened that I've been too lazy to post.  However, unlike my last recap I don't remember the dates.  Anyways, I'll try my best to remember everything that happened.

Okay, so about one or two days before Thanksgiving, my dad and stepmom, Vivian, came down here to Phoenix from California for a family reunion on Vivian's side of the family.  Anyways, I got invited to come since I'm family and we went to the Grand Canyon.  OH MY GOD WOW IT'S SO BIG!!  I've lived here all my life and I had NEVER been there before and I gotta tell ya: you just CAN'T get a feel for how big the grand Canyon really is unless you see it in person.  It's just breath taking!! 

Also, I SAW SNOW!!!  I grew up in Phoenix, one of the hottest and dryest cities in Arizona, so to actually hold snow.... I was in awe!!  I probably looked like a tourist to the other people there.  i can already imagine them saying "Hey did you see that black chick joygasming over the snow?  Yeesh, what a loser."  BUT I DON'T CARE!  I actually held snow and made a snowball!!  I can't even begin to accurately describe how happy and excited that made me feel!  I was also nearly decapitated by a snowball, but it was all in good fun!

Lesse, what else has happened.... Christmas was pretty good; I spent it with my dad and Vivan in California.  They don't do the gift thing since it takes away from what Christmas is supposed to be celebrating, but I didn't mind.  I don't care about getting gifts that much at all.  It was actually kinda dull; we didn't do a whole lot this time.

On another note AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH SENIOR PAPER IS STRESSING ME OUT!!!  I'm already behind on a lotta the due dates and stuff and there's things we have to turn in this week that I don't have ready yet at all~!!!  I'm scared cuz if i don't pass it or get it in on time and stuff i won't be allowed to walk at graduation!  And don't even get me started on pre-calculus.

TOO LATE.  We just had our chapter four test a while back and out of all the teacher's two pre-cal classes, there was only ONE A and three Bs.  The smartest kid in our class (Or at least he USED to be) got a 69%.   I was shocked; usually every assignment he touches turns to an A and sometimes Bs, so to get something like that was shocking.  I myself got a 60%.  Luckily she allowed everyone who got below a C to retake it... which is good because the next chapter is going to be the hardest of the semester!  And it's based almost entirely off chapter 4.  So if you don't get chapter four, you won't have a chance with chapter five.  Wish me luck~!!

Okay... Is there anything I'm forgetting...........?  OOH OOH I JUST REMEMBERED WHAT IT WAS!!!  I got accepted to the University of Arizona!!  AAANNNDD because of y good grades and stuff they also gave me a 5K a year scholarship!!!  This was without a doubt the best news i heard all month!!  I'm still excited about it; I told all my friends, my family, and the congregation of my church!

Speaking of church, I joined a purity class type thing.  For the girls in my age group, it teaches about courting, good hygiene, manners, ettiquete, abstinence, stuff like that.  it seems really cool and I'm glad I signed up for it.

ANYWAYS, i think that's pretty much it; you are officially up to date~!!  Seeya next entry!

Ugh, people getting my name wrong!!  That pisses me off so freakin' MUCH!  I mean, it's a really easy name; uncommon, but still so easy!  Ayana! A-y-a-n-a.  It's so simple!!  I'd go on, but I already have a really long vent about this somewhere in my journal.  I'm too lazy to go look for it though.

However, as of late people haven't been botching up my name like they used to, so I'm happy. ^^

I got this done JUST in time!  And yeah, about the floor.... I need a ruler.  Badly.