Ah, shite, a' cannae stop mesel' thinkin' in a wee bi' of a Scootish accen'. Tis no' righ' for a wee bairn like mesel' to be thinkin' soo mooch anywee, bu' tis made wurse by me thooughts bein' in this foonny accen'...
Gah, I blame not only The Wee Free Men, which as I may have mentioned, I reread recently (read it now), but also the mistake I made of sparing a glance for the TV when Billy Connolly (forgive the spelling...) came on. My god that man is funny. I swear, I'm going to assassinate that wife of his (I'm gonna send an assassin snail to bite her to death) and steal him. Shut up with your logic and pointing outtedness of how old he is! Not the point!
Damnit, my brain is still in Scottish accent mode.
Bleh. The only way to stop is to change it slowly to Irish, then Welsh, then a mild English accent, to the Old Upper Class Australian accent, to normal voice.
I got as far as thinking in an Irish accent before I got distracted looking for whisky and leprechauns.
Forgive me my cliches, I'm in a rather random mewd! Tra la!
Blame the milo. Mesquik. Both. Still wearing off.
T'dee, t'dee t'dee t'dee...
Japanese first and we went down to the hall and people tried to act.... bleh. I couldn't hear most of what was being said, and I wouldn't have understood it anyway - not the French, not the Indonesian (except I understood the word 'four'!), and not even the Japanese.
Maths was blehly boring. Passed that test, and the assignment, so that was all good.
I also ate the rest of my tin of nesquik. Well, almost. I was trying to lick the very last remnants from the inside of the tin at recess, and managed to cut my tongue in the process. Yes, I am talented.
But yes, as such I was so incredibly messed up and hyperactive during science that the teacher was going to call my mother and ask her to take me home; he thought I was on drugs. Well, drugs apart from nesquik.
I kind of was bouncing up and down with a spoon in my eye and a tin over one ear.
But that is entirely irrelevant.
Almost.
Anyway, on the way outside for lunch, I fell down four sets of stairs, and Madeleine stopped me in front of... Ella, I think. I don' know all that lot's names. But like, yeah, she made me stop to say hi to this random girl and I collapsed on the stairs, and then I stood up again and Madeleine gave me milo, so I was even more hyperactive.
And then I couldn't walk properly so Jared had to steer me towards The Tree, and Toby was scared of me ^.^
He was like, "Put the milo down, put your hands on your head, and take two steps backwards"
But I wouldn't put the milo down, so he said I could just take the milo and take two hundred steps away. And then he said he was sorry cause I was being all "You're so mean!" and I wouldn't forgive him till he gave me a hug =)
Bwahah, I'm only a little manipulative.
But yeah, I wrote/attacked a piece of paper with a pen some in outdoor ed... some nonsense that I can't read now including the words "I have an EYE SPOON!!!", an' I'll scan that later.
Cause we were sitting outside on the grass and stuff. Bleh, probably were meant to be working, but hey. It was outdoor ed, and this is me, you can't seriously expect me to do anything.
My gosh, though! We had some guy practically trying to sell us drugs in World Issues! Some guest speaker meant to be giving us an unbiased education about the difference between zero tolerance policies and harm minimization policies, and he's all like, "Some of these drugs shouldn't even have been illegal in the first place!"
Okay, so perhaps it was an interesting change to have someone biased for drugs for a change, but like... I mean, I kind of agreed, and all. Tobacco is more likely to kill you than marijuana. Note that this is only my opinion and if you somehow manage to give yourself lung cancer with marijuana, you cannot sue me. Bwahah. Fear my legality.
Um... where was I... yeah, but like, I kind of agreed with his ideas, sort of, but like, I didn't agree with him being portrayed as an unbiased source of education, when he was clearly not unbiased, and also biased towards the illegal side. Bleh, who cares.
But yeah. Was sitting on the bus talking to Clare and waiting for the bus to go, and Toby walked past the door and went, "Are you... not high now?" and I went, "I'm not high!" and put up my thumbs, and Clare looked at me funny. Heheh ^.^;
But people are always looking at me funny =)
But yeah, all I ate today was a tin of chocolate hyper powder and two bowls of instant noodles.
But hey, my head's kinda in agony from being hyper all afternoon, and it's kinda late and I kinda have a piano lesson in the morning, so I'd better be offski.
Twootles to all, and remember:
Don't. Do. Milo.
*hugs*
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Tin of Insanity
Huge blog is written! Huge blog is in my pocket. On a flash drive. That does not work on school computers. Or rather, the school computers reject flash drives altogether. Even the school-issued ones. But hey, shall upload when I get home.
In the mean time, blog of today!
Got no brekkie this morning, therefore Caitlin is hungry.
Saw Madeleine and Ryan this morning 'fore school, and Ryan is actually funny. (Shock, horror.) I hadn't noticed cause I was so busy with the fact that he's also a dickhead. But he's a funny dickhead, just for future reference.
Tutor group boring bleh.
Science = vaguer-ly intermaresting... lollipops for Madeleine and Jared, and two for me. And I made evil and totally unsubtle insinuations about Madeleine and Jared. Muahaha. >=)
Outdoor ed, we watcheded Dodgeball. Which I hadn't seen before! And now I have to see the rest. We got up to the bit where they win the game in LA where they have the hilarious uniform. Of course, maybe that's just me finding it hilarious. Perhaps my sense of humour is a little mean. But hey =)
Recess is a time that I do not remember.
World issues involved avoidance of work, again, and reading of Dilbert blog comments and check out the link I commentified into the last post... I think... If I remember right, it was an article about a 14 year old girl who was investigated, without her parents being notified, by like, secret service people, for creating a group on MySpace (land of sluts and emos, but forget that for the moment) called 'people who want to stab Bush'. Hell, I woulda joined, but this chick got all investigated and crap. Apparently it's an offense to 'threaten the president'. Well duh, they weren't threatening him, they were just fantasising about his death. Jeez, learn to tell the difference.
Lunch was gewd. Got lollies off of Rosamalind, then fell over backwards and lay in the sun for a while, listening to music, until Toby said I shouldn't be lying in the sun, for some reason I didn't hear (music music music music), and helped me up. So then I was all dizzy from watching the specks of light and stuff.
Photography. Bleh bleh bleh.
Moozik.
Sucker love is prone to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up, for heaven's sake
There's never been so much at stake
There's nothing here
But what here's mine
De de dee...
My cousin was listening to this song on the way back from Noosa, and then it was stuck in my head for ages, and now I have it, so that's all super-good and everything.
Except people keep calling me emo for listening to it.
Returds. =P
I like my P music. Goes, The Panda Band, Pink, Pink Floyd, Placebo, Powderfinger.
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Moozikly moozik. ( ^-^ )
Um... headphones? ^^^^^
But yeah... looking forward to getting home, eating instant noodles (beef t'day. Num num junk food), and sitting at the computer, eating Nesquik from the Tin of Insanity with a spoon. Mm, hyper choccie powder.
English next, bleh, and I'm s'posed to do something about this whole, possibly-failing thing. Bleh. As if. I'm just beyond giving a crap about anything, even if I'm failing, I just don't care. I want to care, but I don't, and I'm too apathetic/lazy/stupid/stubborn to do anything about it.
Bleh.
Powderfinger. Good music. 'stralian band, 'pparently. Good, good...
And after Powderfinger comes Queen. Queen, Queen, Queen. Damn good music.
*dances*
Here, quote from that article I mentioned:
"Her name is Julia Wilson, and she learned a vivid civics lesson Wednesday when two Secret Service agents pulled her out of biology class at McClatchy High School to ask about comments and images she posted on MySpace.
Beneath the words "Kill Bush," Julia posted a cartoonish photo-collage of a knife stabbing the hand of the president. It was one of a few images Julia said she used to decorate an anti-Bush Web page she moderated on MySpace, the social networking Web site that is hugely popular among teenagers."
My photography teacher is annoying Kelly. Bwahahah. Bwahah. Heh.
Also amusemental is Cass's shirt - "My anger management classes PISS ME OFF!"
Bleh! Teacher just tried to pull my earphone out and I kind of slapped him. Just a little. Not on purpose, just on reflex. Bah, his fault. Never, ever touch my music. Mine mine mine mine mine.
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Tilt your head right instead of left, and it becomes mushrooms and tufts of grass instead of smiley faces and random arrows.
Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh.
Yay =)
Bleh bleh.
=)
Okay, perhaps I'm a little bored.
Bored and hyper.
Dangerous combination.
=)
Wheee! Running away time! Huggles for all! =)
In the mean time, blog of today!
Got no brekkie this morning, therefore Caitlin is hungry.
Saw Madeleine and Ryan this morning 'fore school, and Ryan is actually funny. (Shock, horror.) I hadn't noticed cause I was so busy with the fact that he's also a dickhead. But he's a funny dickhead, just for future reference.
Tutor group boring bleh.
Science = vaguer-ly intermaresting... lollipops for Madeleine and Jared, and two for me. And I made evil and totally unsubtle insinuations about Madeleine and Jared. Muahaha. >=)
Outdoor ed, we watcheded Dodgeball. Which I hadn't seen before! And now I have to see the rest. We got up to the bit where they win the game in LA where they have the hilarious uniform. Of course, maybe that's just me finding it hilarious. Perhaps my sense of humour is a little mean. But hey =)
Recess is a time that I do not remember.
World issues involved avoidance of work, again, and reading of Dilbert blog comments and check out the link I commentified into the last post... I think... If I remember right, it was an article about a 14 year old girl who was investigated, without her parents being notified, by like, secret service people, for creating a group on MySpace (land of sluts and emos, but forget that for the moment) called 'people who want to stab Bush'. Hell, I woulda joined, but this chick got all investigated and crap. Apparently it's an offense to 'threaten the president'. Well duh, they weren't threatening him, they were just fantasising about his death. Jeez, learn to tell the difference.
Lunch was gewd. Got lollies off of Rosamalind, then fell over backwards and lay in the sun for a while, listening to music, until Toby said I shouldn't be lying in the sun, for some reason I didn't hear (music music music music), and helped me up. So then I was all dizzy from watching the specks of light and stuff.
Photography. Bleh bleh bleh.
Moozik.
Sucker love is prone to swing
Prone to cling and waste these things
Pucker up, for heaven's sake
There's never been so much at stake
There's nothing here
But what here's mine
De de dee...
My cousin was listening to this song on the way back from Noosa, and then it was stuck in my head for ages, and now I have it, so that's all super-good and everything.
Except people keep calling me emo for listening to it.
Returds. =P
I like my P music. Goes, The Panda Band, Pink, Pink Floyd, Placebo, Powderfinger.
___
Moozikly moozik. ( ^-^ )
Um... headphones? ^^^^^
But yeah... looking forward to getting home, eating instant noodles (beef t'day. Num num junk food), and sitting at the computer, eating Nesquik from the Tin of Insanity with a spoon. Mm, hyper choccie powder.
English next, bleh, and I'm s'posed to do something about this whole, possibly-failing thing. Bleh. As if. I'm just beyond giving a crap about anything, even if I'm failing, I just don't care. I want to care, but I don't, and I'm too apathetic/lazy/stupid/stubborn to do anything about it.
Bleh.
Powderfinger. Good music. 'stralian band, 'pparently. Good, good...
And after Powderfinger comes Queen. Queen, Queen, Queen. Damn good music.
*dances*
Here, quote from that article I mentioned:
"Her name is Julia Wilson, and she learned a vivid civics lesson Wednesday when two Secret Service agents pulled her out of biology class at McClatchy High School to ask about comments and images she posted on MySpace.
Beneath the words "Kill Bush," Julia posted a cartoonish photo-collage of a knife stabbing the hand of the president. It was one of a few images Julia said she used to decorate an anti-Bush Web page she moderated on MySpace, the social networking Web site that is hugely popular among teenagers."
My photography teacher is annoying Kelly. Bwahahah. Bwahah. Heh.
Also amusemental is Cass's shirt - "My anger management classes PISS ME OFF!"
Bleh! Teacher just tried to pull my earphone out and I kind of slapped him. Just a little. Not on purpose, just on reflex. Bah, his fault. Never, ever touch my music. Mine mine mine mine mine.
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Tilt your head right instead of left, and it becomes mushrooms and tufts of grass instead of smiley faces and random arrows.
Bleh bleh bleh bleh bleh.
Yay =)
Bleh bleh.
=)
Okay, perhaps I'm a little bored.
Bored and hyper.
Dangerous combination.
=)
Wheee! Running away time! Huggles for all! =)
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Con Sentimento
Todaaaaay...
Hm...
I blogged in some lesson or other... world issues, which was first, so that would have just been a Yesterday Blog...
Photography = bleh.
Recess = bleh. Don't remember it.
English = Bleh. Read newspapers. Wrote following:
"This afternoon...
Buy instants (noodles, soup, pasta) (((I got ten packets of Maggi instant noodles. I have four chicken and five beef left. I also bought a tin of choc Nesquik, as anyone unfortunate enough to have had to deal with me on MSN (Poor Pixie...) or GD (Poor Mess...) will know =P Hyper is fun.)))
Steal kettle from camper trailer (((I shall have to get a photo of that, to explain to y'all what exactly I'm talking about)))
Replace contents of desk drawer...
... with food. (((Haven't done yet, but I will do.)))
Get Gone, Zak & Sara and Carrying Cathy - Ben Folds (((I got Gone. I haven't heard the other two, but I like the lyrics and I have the piano music for 'em.)))
Eat stuff (((Tick)))
Big blog (((I'm working on it.)))
Eat some more stuff (((Good idea, me. Mmm, cheesey foods.)))
Read & listen to music (((Lis'nin' to music, will read once done with Teh Blog)))
Eat some more stuff (((Mmm, more choccie powder...)))
Possibly burn some of the junk on my floor (((Yep yep, done.)))
Eat (((I like food)))
Eat (((I really like food)))
Sleep ((I like naps, too.)))
Eat while sleeping (((Mmm... multi-task-a-licious...)))"
If you could step into my head
Tell me, would you still love me?
Of my few friends, who would still like me if they completely understood me? None, I expect. But hey. They won't ever completely understand me, not even I can do that, so I'ma thinkin' I'm safe for the moment.
And on that note,
There's another world inside of me
That you may never see
Bleh. That'll teach me to read sad and emo blogs all through photography. Bad choice for Caitlin, I spot too many familiar thoughts.
It's your fault, Lardo. I clickered the linkle to that Lizzy chick's blog and kind of read through all the archives kind of. Tell her she has a stalker, now. A stalker who thinks she is awesome and super and grumble grumble better than Caitlin grumble. And super! Though I may have mentioned that. =)
Anyway, moving on to the bigger things I wanted to talk about.
Wait, no. First, finish summarisational summary of today.
Yeah, anyway, that was Englishness, and then there was lunch, which was probably alright, though I don't really remember it...
Oh, wait, I remember Jared coming and sitting with us, and I wrote my blog address and email on Toby's hand (the email was so he can send me a gmail invite - yay for me! I wanna wanna gmail ness stuffz X.o) and my blog on Rosalind's, cause like... well, I was in the mood for writing stuff on people's hands. Which is why Jared had 'FORTY-TWO' written on his hand after lunch. =)
Yeah, Japanese was what it has been for the past few weeks - teacher seems a little tipsy all the time, I blame her crazy baby-baby-not-born-thingy... and also the fact that she's always been a little... shall we say... 'quirky'. Also, people rushing around madly, Tegan asking someone (or it might have been the other way around, twas all very confusing) whether they were lesbian, Coco insulting everybody, Tegan and Melissa dancing all lesson, and general noise and headaches.
Ye Olde Failage Class of Mathematics... bleh. I finished the test. I think I did pretty well, but I amn't sure. The rest of the class spent the last ten minutes or so in the gym watching the Melbourne Cup. I think those two Japanese horses - Delta Blues and Pop Rock or Rock Song or whatever it was - won. Meh, don' know, don' care.
Caught the Woden bus home, sat with Toby & Amy & Farnham-whose-name-I'm-probably-spelling-wrong.
Amy was mouthing questions at me and I was trying to shush her, and now I can't even say what the questions were cause cause cause they're watching me. o.O
Eh, nebbahmind that =P
Anyway, Amy had some time to kill at Woden, so she came with me while I bought noodles and nesquik (Bring back Ovaltine! Breeeng eeeet baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! *implodes), and generally was hyperactive.
But now she knows the two guys I've had crushes on this year and last, and she says I'm going to regret telling her.
Uh oh...
Bleh =P
Got home, tipped out cold coffee from the saucepan on the stove, rinsed said saucepan and made me some Stylish Basement-web-geek Food.... instant noodles XD. Tried to stop small children burning things and making noise and mess... Freya appeared to have vanished off the face of the planet, so I called dad, and he called Talea and Anna and went past Catherine's, and it turned out she'd managed to make her own way to work... so that was fine.
Internetted... Scared people with my hyperactivity... general pleasantness... mother decided that she wanted the song I was listening to (Into The West - Annie Lennox. Lord of the Rings song. Also played at Body Balance) played at her funeral.
o.o"
Morbidity is bad for Caitlin. Bad mother, bad scary things to say. Bleh.
Anyway... Now to those bigger things I wanted to talk about...
Hm... I wrote them down somewhere...
Ah, here we are.
ABC's 50th
Body Balance/exercisational endorphins
Storms
National Geographic
Hum... Start with Body Balance, cause that's the only one I really remember what I wanted to say about...
Firstly: Summary of Body Balance.
I'm a member of Fitness First (Deakin), formerly Deakin Health Spa. Ever since I can remember, they've run the Les Mills something something program. I did plan to have the internet while I wrote this, and I was going to link the official site, assuming there is one. I'm sure if you google Les Mills and Body Balance you'll find stuff.
Body Balance itself is the only one of those classes I go to. It's a combination of tai chi, yoga, and pilates, and is made up of a tai chi warm up, yoga warm up, yoga leg strength, yoga balance, yoga hip flexibility, pilates stomach, pilates back, yoga twist, general hamstring and back flexibility (using yoga poses...), and meditation/relaxation tracks. They're called 'tracks' because each one lasts for one 'track' of music.
Body Balance is a great class, I love it, it's great for me, because there are different levels at which you can do it - and I always pick the most challenging one. And no matter how good you get, you can always push further. And that's a great thing in fitness for me. Body Balance has, for the most part, great music. If it weren't for Body Balance, I wouldn't have even heard of artists such as Moby, Sinead O'Connor, and Annie Lennox. And... shock horror... I wouldn't have Run. Snow Patrol. I wouldn't have that song if I hadn't found out the name and who it was by from Shirley.
Speaking of whom: Shirley is possibly the best instructor, of anything, ever. She's so enthusiastic, but not in a lame kind of way, and she explains everything really, really well. She's pretty darn cewl, really. She's tiny, and has this adorable American accent, and she's like, fifty, but she looks no more than thirty-five. Also, my finger is bleeding. Because that is a totally relevant thing to say.
But yeah. Body Balance is great. If you happen to find that your local gym runs it, take a class or two. It's addictive.
And on Sunday, I went from Body Balance, home, changed shirts and went on a five kilometre run. My god, I haven't run that far in at least a year, probably two or three. And I'd forgotten how good it felt! I've been so lazy for so long, I'd forgotten how great exercise makes me feel. It should have been obvious, really, with how hyperactive I get. Exercise is great, and it's all scientifically and stuff, all the scientisty people who never leave their science labs have said that it releases like, adrenalin and random chemicals like that that make you feel good. And it does. I've not run in so long, I forgot how great it is to just wander up to Oakey Hill and just run, and run and run for ages and ages and just... the noise is really good, thud thud thud of feet, and birds and horses and wind and breathing, and the lack of noise from other people, it's great, and I went out at sunset, and like, it was so nice. I really have to do it more often.
But yes. That be'eth my rant on exercise. And it's a positive rant on exercise! Shock! Horror!
I can't remember what I was going to say about the ABC's 50th birthday. Just that they were going through the major shows from beginning to now, and I recognised from Ballykissangel and Seachange onwards. Also, my mother went to school with Sigrid Thornton.
I also can't remember what I was going to say about National Geographic, just that there was an icky picture with a penguin's head on one side and then penguin insides and then the penguin's body on the other side. Icky.
Whaa... Listening to Come Together. I am totally addicted to this song and Strawberry Fields Forever, and I blame YOU. Or I could be blaming Edward. Either one. =P
And omigod speaking of that, I managed to semi-swallow a spoon this afternoon! Unintentionally and everything, but still! My gosh, it was kind of funny even though I couldn't breathe properly, cause I laughed so much at Edward when he said he'd just like, swallowed a spoon, or half swallowed one or something. Heheh, he wanted to be a "posture". You don't want to know what he meant by that. =P
But yes...
Storms was the other one. I think I was planning to rant and rave about how much I love them. There is nothing ever ever better than chicken soup or hot chocolate and a good book and music (laptop/other battery powered machine) and candles when there's a blackout and it's so warm and cozy with all the blankets and everything, and the wind is so loud outside, and everything's loud and cold and windy outside, and I'm inside with all my blankets and food and a book, seriously, it's even better than - shock, horror! - being online!! Seriously! I love storms.
Mmm... I smell chicken... however you spell that word. Frickissee. Or summin. Tastes damn good. Chicken, cornflour & milk kind of sauce stuff,corn, with rice and peas and stuff. Tastes damn good. And then I can use the left over sauce and chicken on a sandich for the next day's lunch. Yumness. I'm a huge fan of eating cold leftover's for the day after's brekkie or lunch. Very lazy of me, I know, but it's easier, and things generally taste just as good cold. Usually.
But the other totally awesome thing is BBQ chicken and avocado on French bread, on a pickernick with Teh Familiness. That's very cool, and something I've always adored.
Just randomly. =P
Where did my pet spoon go?! What am I meant to eat Powdered Hyper with if I don't have a spoooooooon?!!?!?!?!p?!I?!!?!?!e?!??!
"Hello Mister Random, I have a tin of Insanity, would you like some?"
Bestest lyrics to a song I have the piano music for EvArRRrararRRRr arr r *dance* ararARRar. Etc.
zOMGz.
I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know
That the year since you've been gone, I've fin'lly let you go
And I hope you find some time to drop a note
But if you won't, then you won't
And I will, consider you gone
And I know that you went straight to someone else
While I worked through all this shit here by myself
And I think that you should spend some time alone
But if you won't, then you won't
And I will
Then I will, consider you gone
I wake up
In the night
All alone
And that's alright
The chemicals are wearing off since you've gone...
The days go on, the lights go off and on
And nothing really matters when you're gone
If you think that you feel nothing at all
If you don't, then you don't
If you won't, then you won't
And I will
Then I will
Yeah I will, consider you
Gone
Gone - Ben Folds.
Some of the lyrics repeat themselves in the chorus in odd ways that I can't be bothered working out.
But yes. Good song. Think someone should listen to it. Cough.
Bleh =P
Listening to too much Ben Folds right now. Not my fault. I got Hiro's Song cause it's my current piano song, and I got Evaporated cause it popped up while I was getting Hiro's Song, and I got Gone cause the lyrics were awesome. I wanna get Carrying Cathy and Zak and Sara cause the lyrics to them are awesome, too.
Also possibly The Ascent of Stan and Still Fighting It. Maybe Losing Lisa as well.
I haven't found my spoon, yet... maybe I can eat from my Tin of Insanity with a hairbrush...
As you can see, I'm a tad desperate to eat more of this powdered chocolate stuff.
There is a reason for that.
It makes me hyper.
And y'all know how I love being hyper!
Don't you know I'm numb, man
No, I can't feel a thing
And it's all smiles and business
These days and I'm
Indifferent to the loss
*blinks* I just realised how contradictory the lyrics I keep randomly sticking into this blog and my hyperactivity are.
Hell yeah for contradictions!
They are SEXY CONTRADICTIONS!
I saw a shirt today that said "Diamonds are a girl's best friend"
I want one that says "Computers are a girl's best friend"
Or "Music is a girl's best friend"
And and and and and Mess I HAVE heard of that Bryan Adams guy cause I just saw an ad for "Beer Songs: the greatest beer songs of all time!" and it said something something Cold Chisel something Bryan Adams something something something. AHA! You listen to BEER MUSIC!
*cough*
I'm all good. =)
But you have good music taste cause I've recognised the lyrics of every song I've seen you quote... though that is admittedly only three, and two of them were in Shrek... Not the point! I can play Hallelujah on piano and it has FIVE VERSESE! And I know them all by heart! X.X and I can play Wherever You Will Go on piano and I love that song. But I don't think I know it all by heart... I might, though. I'm just not sure...
Wait, four, cause you mentioned Lying Eyes... I only rememberedededed cause it just came on. Also you mentioned Moby. Yayayayayay!
I guess every form of refuge has its price
Lalalalala la la la la lala lala
Lala la la la
You can't hide, your lyin' eyes
And your smile, is a thin disguise
Thought by now, you'd realise
There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes
Yes, I'm listening to country music. Don' diss it! Blame my uncle, too. Him and his damn CDs full of MUSIC, of all things!
She rushes to his arms, they fall together
She whispers, that it's only for a while
She swears that soon she'll be comin' back forever
She goes away, and leaves him with a smile
These lyrics aren't necessarily lyrics that are relevant to me, but they're still nice to lisnnenenenenen to.
She gets up, pours herself a strong one
Stares out at the stars up in the sky
Another night, it's gonna be a long one
She draws the shades
And hangs her head, and cries
... Okay, maybe I like those lyrics. Those ones. I like them.
Honey, you can't hide your lyin' eyes
Mmmm, yummy dinnerness....
Mmmm, yummy dessertness....
Bowl of yummy dinner and an ice cream later...
I, don't, wanna grow old!
*dances*
Mooozaaaaaaaaeeek XD
This stupid tooth has been wobbly for like, five days, and it still won't fall out. Gawdaingit...
Yes, I still have baby teeth. () =)
This is like, my third last one, though.
And I somehow have half of each of my wisdom teeth... like, they're half... whatever that weird word they use is. "Erupted", or whatever. Always makes me think of... volcanos... ()=)
So, wisdom teeth before I've lost all my baby teeth - hen desne?
English: Weird, yeah? or Weird, no? or something along those lines. 'desne' or 'ne' is basically just asking for agreement, or noting that it's an opinion. So like, kawaii ne is like saying, "Isn't he/she/it cute?"
Like adding "innit?" after stuff! Though maybe only I do that...
But-yeah, stuff like that.
Bleh, I'm not a Japanese teacher =P
There's a reason for that.
Apart from me not knowing anywhere near enough Japanese and being too young, that is.
That reason is that I detest people.
=)
Well, the sane ones, anyway.
Sane people are boring. Don' worry, if I've given you the url for this blog, I like you enough that you can't possibly be sane. Well, cept Rosalind. Sorry, but you're pretty sane =P Sane in an almost cool way, though. But only almost =P Bahahah, I'm a bitch.
Dun Dun DUN da na na DANANANAAA
The skies are turning little darling the storm's on the way
(There's a sotmr on the way now)
Nobody's gonna hear you cry at the end of the day
(At the end of the day now)
Music music muSIC
This is the place you end up
When you lose the chase
When you're dragged against your will
From a basement on the hill
And all anybody knows
Is you're not like them
They kick you in the head
And send you back to bed
Isolation pulls you past this
Tunnel to a bright
Place where you can make a
Place to stay
And everybody's scared
Of this place, they're stayin' away
Your little house on, Memory Lane
The mayor's name is Phil
His force patrols the bill
From the mountain of the shade
That advances every day
The doctor spoke a cloud
He rained out loud, you'll
Keep your doors and windows shut
And swear you'll
Never show a soul again, but
Isolation pushes you till
Every muscle aches
Down the only road it ever takes
And everybody's scared
Of this place, they're stayin' away
Little house on, Memory Lane
If it's your deicison to be
Open about yourself
Be careful or else
Be careful or else
I'm comfortable apart
It's all written on my chart
And I take what's given me
Most cooperatively
I do what people say
And lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified
I hope you're satisfied and
Isolation pushes past
All patron guilt and shame
To a place where suffering's just a game
But everybody's scared
Of this place, they're stayin' away
Your little house on, Memory Lane
Your little house on, Memory Lane
Memory Lane - Elliot Smith
I think those are good lyrics. Again, not lyrics I really relate to, but I agree with them, and see the meaning and stuff, and they're clever. I like 'em.
Gr, Notepad has no spellcheck.
And there is no way I'm reading all the way through That... Bleh.
If my spelling is retarded, you should be able to guess things from the context.
Otherwise, just get over it. =)
Huggles for everybody, and I'm off to bed =) *hugs*
10.53pm, 7th November.
- Melbourne Cup Day -
Hm...
I blogged in some lesson or other... world issues, which was first, so that would have just been a Yesterday Blog...
Photography = bleh.
Recess = bleh. Don't remember it.
English = Bleh. Read newspapers. Wrote following:
"This afternoon...
Buy instants (noodles, soup, pasta) (((I got ten packets of Maggi instant noodles. I have four chicken and five beef left. I also bought a tin of choc Nesquik, as anyone unfortunate enough to have had to deal with me on MSN (Poor Pixie...) or GD (Poor Mess...) will know =P Hyper is fun.)))
Steal kettle from camper trailer (((I shall have to get a photo of that, to explain to y'all what exactly I'm talking about)))
Replace contents of desk drawer...
... with food. (((Haven't done yet, but I will do.)))
Get Gone, Zak & Sara and Carrying Cathy - Ben Folds (((I got Gone. I haven't heard the other two, but I like the lyrics and I have the piano music for 'em.)))
Eat stuff (((Tick)))
Big blog (((I'm working on it.)))
Eat some more stuff (((Good idea, me. Mmm, cheesey foods.)))
Read & listen to music (((Lis'nin' to music, will read once done with Teh Blog)))
Eat some more stuff (((Mmm, more choccie powder...)))
Possibly burn some of the junk on my floor (((Yep yep, done.)))
Eat (((I like food)))
Eat (((I really like food)))
Sleep ((I like naps, too.)))
Eat while sleeping (((Mmm... multi-task-a-licious...)))"
If you could step into my head
Tell me, would you still love me?
Of my few friends, who would still like me if they completely understood me? None, I expect. But hey. They won't ever completely understand me, not even I can do that, so I'ma thinkin' I'm safe for the moment.
And on that note,
There's another world inside of me
That you may never see
Bleh. That'll teach me to read sad and emo blogs all through photography. Bad choice for Caitlin, I spot too many familiar thoughts.
It's your fault, Lardo. I clickered the linkle to that Lizzy chick's blog and kind of read through all the archives kind of. Tell her she has a stalker, now. A stalker who thinks she is awesome and super and grumble grumble better than Caitlin grumble. And super! Though I may have mentioned that. =)
Anyway, moving on to the bigger things I wanted to talk about.
Wait, no. First, finish summarisational summary of today.
Yeah, anyway, that was Englishness, and then there was lunch, which was probably alright, though I don't really remember it...
Oh, wait, I remember Jared coming and sitting with us, and I wrote my blog address and email on Toby's hand (the email was so he can send me a gmail invite - yay for me! I wanna wanna gmail ness stuffz X.o) and my blog on Rosalind's, cause like... well, I was in the mood for writing stuff on people's hands. Which is why Jared had 'FORTY-TWO' written on his hand after lunch. =)
Yeah, Japanese was what it has been for the past few weeks - teacher seems a little tipsy all the time, I blame her crazy baby-baby-not-born-thingy... and also the fact that she's always been a little... shall we say... 'quirky'. Also, people rushing around madly, Tegan asking someone (or it might have been the other way around, twas all very confusing) whether they were lesbian, Coco insulting everybody, Tegan and Melissa dancing all lesson, and general noise and headaches.
Ye Olde Failage Class of Mathematics... bleh. I finished the test. I think I did pretty well, but I amn't sure. The rest of the class spent the last ten minutes or so in the gym watching the Melbourne Cup. I think those two Japanese horses - Delta Blues and Pop Rock or Rock Song or whatever it was - won. Meh, don' know, don' care.
Caught the Woden bus home, sat with Toby & Amy & Farnham-whose-name-I'm-probably-spelling-wrong.
Amy was mouthing questions at me and I was trying to shush her, and now I can't even say what the questions were cause cause cause they're watching me. o.O
Eh, nebbahmind that =P
Anyway, Amy had some time to kill at Woden, so she came with me while I bought noodles and nesquik (Bring back Ovaltine! Breeeng eeeet baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! *implodes), and generally was hyperactive.
But now she knows the two guys I've had crushes on this year and last, and she says I'm going to regret telling her.
Uh oh...
Bleh =P
Got home, tipped out cold coffee from the saucepan on the stove, rinsed said saucepan and made me some Stylish Basement-web-geek Food.... instant noodles XD. Tried to stop small children burning things and making noise and mess... Freya appeared to have vanished off the face of the planet, so I called dad, and he called Talea and Anna and went past Catherine's, and it turned out she'd managed to make her own way to work... so that was fine.
Internetted... Scared people with my hyperactivity... general pleasantness... mother decided that she wanted the song I was listening to (Into The West - Annie Lennox. Lord of the Rings song. Also played at Body Balance) played at her funeral.
o.o"
Morbidity is bad for Caitlin. Bad mother, bad scary things to say. Bleh.
Anyway... Now to those bigger things I wanted to talk about...
Hm... I wrote them down somewhere...
Ah, here we are.
ABC's 50th
Body Balance/exercisational endorphins
Storms
National Geographic
Hum... Start with Body Balance, cause that's the only one I really remember what I wanted to say about...
Firstly: Summary of Body Balance.
I'm a member of Fitness First (Deakin), formerly Deakin Health Spa. Ever since I can remember, they've run the Les Mills something something program. I did plan to have the internet while I wrote this, and I was going to link the official site, assuming there is one. I'm sure if you google Les Mills and Body Balance you'll find stuff.
Body Balance itself is the only one of those classes I go to. It's a combination of tai chi, yoga, and pilates, and is made up of a tai chi warm up, yoga warm up, yoga leg strength, yoga balance, yoga hip flexibility, pilates stomach, pilates back, yoga twist, general hamstring and back flexibility (using yoga poses...), and meditation/relaxation tracks. They're called 'tracks' because each one lasts for one 'track' of music.
Body Balance is a great class, I love it, it's great for me, because there are different levels at which you can do it - and I always pick the most challenging one. And no matter how good you get, you can always push further. And that's a great thing in fitness for me. Body Balance has, for the most part, great music. If it weren't for Body Balance, I wouldn't have even heard of artists such as Moby, Sinead O'Connor, and Annie Lennox. And... shock horror... I wouldn't have Run. Snow Patrol. I wouldn't have that song if I hadn't found out the name and who it was by from Shirley.
Speaking of whom: Shirley is possibly the best instructor, of anything, ever. She's so enthusiastic, but not in a lame kind of way, and she explains everything really, really well. She's pretty darn cewl, really. She's tiny, and has this adorable American accent, and she's like, fifty, but she looks no more than thirty-five. Also, my finger is bleeding. Because that is a totally relevant thing to say.
But yeah. Body Balance is great. If you happen to find that your local gym runs it, take a class or two. It's addictive.
And on Sunday, I went from Body Balance, home, changed shirts and went on a five kilometre run. My god, I haven't run that far in at least a year, probably two or three. And I'd forgotten how good it felt! I've been so lazy for so long, I'd forgotten how great exercise makes me feel. It should have been obvious, really, with how hyperactive I get. Exercise is great, and it's all scientifically and stuff, all the scientisty people who never leave their science labs have said that it releases like, adrenalin and random chemicals like that that make you feel good. And it does. I've not run in so long, I forgot how great it is to just wander up to Oakey Hill and just run, and run and run for ages and ages and just... the noise is really good, thud thud thud of feet, and birds and horses and wind and breathing, and the lack of noise from other people, it's great, and I went out at sunset, and like, it was so nice. I really have to do it more often.
But yes. That be'eth my rant on exercise. And it's a positive rant on exercise! Shock! Horror!
I can't remember what I was going to say about the ABC's 50th birthday. Just that they were going through the major shows from beginning to now, and I recognised from Ballykissangel and Seachange onwards. Also, my mother went to school with Sigrid Thornton.
I also can't remember what I was going to say about National Geographic, just that there was an icky picture with a penguin's head on one side and then penguin insides and then the penguin's body on the other side. Icky.
Whaa... Listening to Come Together. I am totally addicted to this song and Strawberry Fields Forever, and I blame YOU. Or I could be blaming Edward. Either one. =P
And omigod speaking of that, I managed to semi-swallow a spoon this afternoon! Unintentionally and everything, but still! My gosh, it was kind of funny even though I couldn't breathe properly, cause I laughed so much at Edward when he said he'd just like, swallowed a spoon, or half swallowed one or something. Heheh, he wanted to be a "posture". You don't want to know what he meant by that. =P
But yes...
Storms was the other one. I think I was planning to rant and rave about how much I love them. There is nothing ever ever better than chicken soup or hot chocolate and a good book and music (laptop/other battery powered machine) and candles when there's a blackout and it's so warm and cozy with all the blankets and everything, and the wind is so loud outside, and everything's loud and cold and windy outside, and I'm inside with all my blankets and food and a book, seriously, it's even better than - shock, horror! - being online!! Seriously! I love storms.
Mmm... I smell chicken... however you spell that word. Frickissee. Or summin. Tastes damn good. Chicken, cornflour & milk kind of sauce stuff,corn, with rice and peas and stuff. Tastes damn good. And then I can use the left over sauce and chicken on a sandich for the next day's lunch. Yumness. I'm a huge fan of eating cold leftover's for the day after's brekkie or lunch. Very lazy of me, I know, but it's easier, and things generally taste just as good cold. Usually.
But the other totally awesome thing is BBQ chicken and avocado on French bread, on a pickernick with Teh Familiness. That's very cool, and something I've always adored.
Just randomly. =P
Where did my pet spoon go?! What am I meant to eat Powdered Hyper with if I don't have a spoooooooon?!!?!?!?!p?!I?!!?!?!e?!??!
"Hello Mister Random, I have a tin of Insanity, would you like some?"
Bestest lyrics to a song I have the piano music for EvArRRrararRRRr arr r *dance* ararARRar. Etc.
zOMGz.
I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know
That the year since you've been gone, I've fin'lly let you go
And I hope you find some time to drop a note
But if you won't, then you won't
And I will, consider you gone
And I know that you went straight to someone else
While I worked through all this shit here by myself
And I think that you should spend some time alone
But if you won't, then you won't
And I will
Then I will, consider you gone
I wake up
In the night
All alone
And that's alright
The chemicals are wearing off since you've gone...
The days go on, the lights go off and on
And nothing really matters when you're gone
If you think that you feel nothing at all
If you don't, then you don't
If you won't, then you won't
And I will
Then I will
Yeah I will, consider you
Gone
Gone - Ben Folds.
Some of the lyrics repeat themselves in the chorus in odd ways that I can't be bothered working out.
But yes. Good song. Think someone should listen to it. Cough.
Bleh =P
Listening to too much Ben Folds right now. Not my fault. I got Hiro's Song cause it's my current piano song, and I got Evaporated cause it popped up while I was getting Hiro's Song, and I got Gone cause the lyrics were awesome. I wanna get Carrying Cathy and Zak and Sara cause the lyrics to them are awesome, too.
Also possibly The Ascent of Stan and Still Fighting It. Maybe Losing Lisa as well.
I haven't found my spoon, yet... maybe I can eat from my Tin of Insanity with a hairbrush...
As you can see, I'm a tad desperate to eat more of this powdered chocolate stuff.
There is a reason for that.
It makes me hyper.
And y'all know how I love being hyper!
Don't you know I'm numb, man
No, I can't feel a thing
And it's all smiles and business
These days and I'm
Indifferent to the loss
*blinks* I just realised how contradictory the lyrics I keep randomly sticking into this blog and my hyperactivity are.
Hell yeah for contradictions!
They are SEXY CONTRADICTIONS!
I saw a shirt today that said "Diamonds are a girl's best friend"
I want one that says "Computers are a girl's best friend"
Or "Music is a girl's best friend"
And and and and and Mess I HAVE heard of that Bryan Adams guy cause I just saw an ad for "Beer Songs: the greatest beer songs of all time!" and it said something something Cold Chisel something Bryan Adams something something something. AHA! You listen to BEER MUSIC!
*cough*
I'm all good. =)
But you have good music taste cause I've recognised the lyrics of every song I've seen you quote... though that is admittedly only three, and two of them were in Shrek... Not the point! I can play Hallelujah on piano and it has FIVE VERSESE! And I know them all by heart! X.X and I can play Wherever You Will Go on piano and I love that song. But I don't think I know it all by heart... I might, though. I'm just not sure...
Wait, four, cause you mentioned Lying Eyes... I only rememberedededed cause it just came on. Also you mentioned Moby. Yayayayayay!
I guess every form of refuge has its price
Lalalalala la la la la lala lala
Lala la la la
You can't hide, your lyin' eyes
And your smile, is a thin disguise
Thought by now, you'd realise
There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes
Yes, I'm listening to country music. Don' diss it! Blame my uncle, too. Him and his damn CDs full of MUSIC, of all things!
She rushes to his arms, they fall together
She whispers, that it's only for a while
She swears that soon she'll be comin' back forever
She goes away, and leaves him with a smile
These lyrics aren't necessarily lyrics that are relevant to me, but they're still nice to lisnnenenenenen to.
She gets up, pours herself a strong one
Stares out at the stars up in the sky
Another night, it's gonna be a long one
She draws the shades
And hangs her head, and cries
... Okay, maybe I like those lyrics. Those ones. I like them.
Honey, you can't hide your lyin' eyes
Mmmm, yummy dinnerness....
Mmmm, yummy dessertness....
Bowl of yummy dinner and an ice cream later...
I, don't, wanna grow old!
*dances*
Mooozaaaaaaaaeeek XD
This stupid tooth has been wobbly for like, five days, and it still won't fall out. Gawdaingit...
Yes, I still have baby teeth. () =)
This is like, my third last one, though.
And I somehow have half of each of my wisdom teeth... like, they're half... whatever that weird word they use is. "Erupted", or whatever. Always makes me think of... volcanos... ()=)
So, wisdom teeth before I've lost all my baby teeth - hen desne?
English: Weird, yeah? or Weird, no? or something along those lines. 'desne' or 'ne' is basically just asking for agreement, or noting that it's an opinion. So like, kawaii ne is like saying, "Isn't he/she/it cute?"
Like adding "innit?" after stuff! Though maybe only I do that...
But-yeah, stuff like that.
Bleh, I'm not a Japanese teacher =P
There's a reason for that.
Apart from me not knowing anywhere near enough Japanese and being too young, that is.
That reason is that I detest people.
=)
Well, the sane ones, anyway.
Sane people are boring. Don' worry, if I've given you the url for this blog, I like you enough that you can't possibly be sane. Well, cept Rosalind. Sorry, but you're pretty sane =P Sane in an almost cool way, though. But only almost =P Bahahah, I'm a bitch.
Dun Dun DUN da na na DANANANAAA
The skies are turning little darling the storm's on the way
(There's a sotmr on the way now)
Nobody's gonna hear you cry at the end of the day
(At the end of the day now)
Music music muSIC
This is the place you end up
When you lose the chase
When you're dragged against your will
From a basement on the hill
And all anybody knows
Is you're not like them
They kick you in the head
And send you back to bed
Isolation pulls you past this
Tunnel to a bright
Place where you can make a
Place to stay
And everybody's scared
Of this place, they're stayin' away
Your little house on, Memory Lane
The mayor's name is Phil
His force patrols the bill
From the mountain of the shade
That advances every day
The doctor spoke a cloud
He rained out loud, you'll
Keep your doors and windows shut
And swear you'll
Never show a soul again, but
Isolation pushes you till
Every muscle aches
Down the only road it ever takes
And everybody's scared
Of this place, they're stayin' away
Little house on, Memory Lane
If it's your deicison to be
Open about yourself
Be careful or else
Be careful or else
I'm comfortable apart
It's all written on my chart
And I take what's given me
Most cooperatively
I do what people say
And lie in bed all day
Absolutely horrified
I hope you're satisfied and
Isolation pushes past
All patron guilt and shame
To a place where suffering's just a game
But everybody's scared
Of this place, they're stayin' away
Your little house on, Memory Lane
Your little house on, Memory Lane
Memory Lane - Elliot Smith
I think those are good lyrics. Again, not lyrics I really relate to, but I agree with them, and see the meaning and stuff, and they're clever. I like 'em.
Gr, Notepad has no spellcheck.
And there is no way I'm reading all the way through That... Bleh.
If my spelling is retarded, you should be able to guess things from the context.
Otherwise, just get over it. =)
Huggles for everybody, and I'm off to bed =) *hugs*
10.53pm, 7th November.
- Melbourne Cup Day -
Blog Of Teh Yesterdee
Becky was at school.
Apparently she called on Sunday to tell me she would be, and Freya neglected to pass on the message.
Freya fails as a secretary.
Yesterdee...
Lots of squealing and hugging in the morning at the discovery of Becky.
English, bleh.
Japanese, Becky and I filled out our year ten profile thingies... explanation is too much effort.
Recess involved talkativiness, etc.
Maths was retarded. I couldn't do the test properly cause squinting to read it (My glasses were broken yesterday, if you didn't know) was giving me the most retardified headache ever. But my math teacher says I can do it today, instead.
Lunchtime involved sitting behind the cricket pitch and Becky and I taking turns stealing Toby's hat and sunnies.
Science was fairly cewl. We got an in class assignment, but it actually looks really good. It's groupwork, which is normally a boo-boo for Caitlin, but I'm with Madeleine and Jared, who are awesome, so. It's not hideously boringly easy, but it seems reasonably simple, so that's good, too.
I dozed and talked to Becky through outdoor ed, which was super boring, as per usual.
Yeah... got home, mother yelled at me a bit cause dad had moved the arm of my glasses from where I'd left it, like that was my fault, but hey.
Went down to Wodenville and got the frame replaced. Took them ten minutes. Last time it took them like, a week and a half. But yeah, twas better this time.
Meh... computerededed for a while, got music, got kickelled off the computer by Freya...
Made dinner while trying to explain to mother that the AC cord for the laptop only actually provides power if you plug it in, and that yes, if you don't want to lose your work, you should turn it on at the powerpoint...
Bleh.
Nice dinner, anyway. Got that five minute spinach & cheese pasta stuff. Not even I can ruin that. Water, boil, pasta, boil, five minutes, drain, crushed tomato and herbs, instant yummy food.
But of course, Connor wouldn't eat it. Because he has no sense of taste, and refuses to eat anything green at all. Even if it tastes good. But at least he made himself some plain pasta and cheese, and more of the yumminess pasta for me.
I'm re-reading Terry Pratchett's The Wee Free Men. Awesome book. It's kind of aimed at like, twelve or thirteen year olds, a younger audience than the main Discworld series, though it is a book set in Discworld, apparently. I personally didn't notice that. But hey. Great book. Hilarious. I love Pratchett's style of writing and humour. And while The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is perhaps my favourite book ever, when it comes to how they're written, I prefer the style of the Discworld books. I've read... Pyramids, Soul Music, and three others I can't remember the names of right now. But they were good.
http://trashotron.com/agony/reviews/2003/pratchett-wee_free_men.htm
Eh, see? Somebody else spotted the fact that it could easily be set in simply a small village out in the middle of nowhere, rather than Discworld, neccesarily. The one thing I found odd was that the Nac Mac Feegle are basically Scottish (or so I'd assume, from the kilts, bagpipes, accents, and so forth), but they use the word 'eejit', which is Irish, so far as I know. But that's just something random I noticed. Possibly me being a tad too obsessive about words.
I want A Hat Full of Sky. Sequel to The Wee Free Men.
And
Oh.
Em.
Gee.
New book!
http://www.harpercollins.com/features/pratchettbooks/description.aspx?isbn=9780060890315
I want that one, too. Third book about Tiffany Aching.
Need book.
*twitch*
Bleurgh, must work.
I have like, a million topics I want to write huge long blogs about, so I'ma do that this afternoon on the laptop so I don't use all my internet time on it. Then when I get online I can copy-paste it from the flash drive. Coolness.
I's be's offski.
Apparently she called on Sunday to tell me she would be, and Freya neglected to pass on the message.
Freya fails as a secretary.
Yesterdee...
Lots of squealing and hugging in the morning at the discovery of Becky.
English, bleh.
Japanese, Becky and I filled out our year ten profile thingies... explanation is too much effort.
Recess involved talkativiness, etc.
Maths was retarded. I couldn't do the test properly cause squinting to read it (My glasses were broken yesterday, if you didn't know) was giving me the most retardified headache ever. But my math teacher says I can do it today, instead.
Lunchtime involved sitting behind the cricket pitch and Becky and I taking turns stealing Toby's hat and sunnies.
Science was fairly cewl. We got an in class assignment, but it actually looks really good. It's groupwork, which is normally a boo-boo for Caitlin, but I'm with Madeleine and Jared, who are awesome, so. It's not hideously boringly easy, but it seems reasonably simple, so that's good, too.
I dozed and talked to Becky through outdoor ed, which was super boring, as per usual.
Yeah... got home, mother yelled at me a bit cause dad had moved the arm of my glasses from where I'd left it, like that was my fault, but hey.
Went down to Wodenville and got the frame replaced. Took them ten minutes. Last time it took them like, a week and a half. But yeah, twas better this time.
Meh... computerededed for a while, got music, got kickelled off the computer by Freya...
Made dinner while trying to explain to mother that the AC cord for the laptop only actually provides power if you plug it in, and that yes, if you don't want to lose your work, you should turn it on at the powerpoint...
Bleh.
Nice dinner, anyway. Got that five minute spinach & cheese pasta stuff. Not even I can ruin that. Water, boil, pasta, boil, five minutes, drain, crushed tomato and herbs, instant yummy food.
But of course, Connor wouldn't eat it. Because he has no sense of taste, and refuses to eat anything green at all. Even if it tastes good. But at least he made himself some plain pasta and cheese, and more of the yumminess pasta for me.
I'm re-reading Terry Pratchett's The Wee Free Men. Awesome book. It's kind of aimed at like, twelve or thirteen year olds, a younger audience than the main Discworld series, though it is a book set in Discworld, apparently. I personally didn't notice that. But hey. Great book. Hilarious. I love Pratchett's style of writing and humour. And while The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is perhaps my favourite book ever, when it comes to how they're written, I prefer the style of the Discworld books. I've read... Pyramids, Soul Music, and three others I can't remember the names of right now. But they were good.
http://trashotron.com/agony/reviews/2003/pratchett-wee_free_men.htm
Eh, see? Somebody else spotted the fact that it could easily be set in simply a small village out in the middle of nowhere, rather than Discworld, neccesarily. The one thing I found odd was that the Nac Mac Feegle are basically Scottish (or so I'd assume, from the kilts, bagpipes, accents, and so forth), but they use the word 'eejit', which is Irish, so far as I know. But that's just something random I noticed. Possibly me being a tad too obsessive about words.
I want A Hat Full of Sky. Sequel to The Wee Free Men.
And
Oh.
Em.
Gee.
New book!
http://www.harpercollins.com/features/pratchettbooks/description.aspx?isbn=9780060890315
I want that one, too. Third book about Tiffany Aching.
Need book.
*twitch*
Bleurgh, must work.
I have like, a million topics I want to write huge long blogs about, so I'ma do that this afternoon on the laptop so I don't use all my internet time on it. Then when I get online I can copy-paste it from the flash drive. Coolness.
I's be's offski.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Here I Stand
There it is, wonderful peoples. Another two pages of handwritten and therefore unreadable nonsense. Enjoy =)
Twenty-two
iTunes playlist from October 28th!
Squee!
I've added since then...
Hiro's Song - Ben Folds (current piano piece)
Evaporated - Ben Folds
Every Me, Every You - Placebo
But yes, playlistliness!
And if you can't read that, you can probably read it on my photobucket. If clicking the picture isn't a link or anything, the link to my photobucket's in the sidebar, and it's under 'random'.
If you still can't read it, then meh. You'll get over it.
Friday, November 03, 2006
... No, really. I think we're lost.
Yesterdee, hm. Not much of interest at school, but on the bus home, this random blond year nine kid, who was sitting behind me and next to Jess, whose name may or may not be Josh (why are there so many cool people called Josh? It's confusing. "Which Josh?" - - "The cool one" - - "Which cool one?". Confusing, ne.) just randomly, while I was talking to Jess, went, "You have really cool eyes". And I'm like, blink, blink, "Thanks.". Bit random. But hey. So that was nice of the random kid, and I was all smiley for a while. Hehe, I adore compliments, but who doesn't? I just don't get them often, understandably enough.
But nyes. Not much interesting last night. Pizza was nice. I like pizza. I like food. Yumness, and stuff. Ooh, I know what I'ma do with osme of this random cash I have now. I can buy one of those huge packs of instant noodles! Squee-ness =P
But yeah... um... t'day. Pretty cool. Late for piano, but it was okay, cause Philip was late, too. I knocked on the door like, six million times, and each time he checked out the front window to see if the car was there, which it wasn't cause mum had gone to the bank to get money to pay Mr Piano Teacher, instead of checking at the door to see if I was there. So I kept knocking and eventually he got the message =P
But yeah, I arrived at the same time and nearly the same place at school as Jared this morning. So. Random "Hey"ness there and mini conversation.
Assembly this morning! Sweet fuck that was boring. I nearly fell asleep on poor Toby's shoulder, honestly. "Bla bla bla bla bla and in 1966 there was a brown and yellow uniform and bla bla bla".
Doooon't caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare!
Stupid school and its stupid fortieth birthday. And stupid dead guy's 150th birthday. Bleurgh.
But yeah, I missed math cause of it, which was awesome, and the band played Moondance, which was pretty darn cewl, even though the school started clapping out of time.
Science was bleh. I ATE THREE PACKETS OF POCKY IN ONE SCIENCE LESSON! My god, I was hyper. We looked at eyelashes under microscopes. Coolness.
Recess was bleh. Meh bleh meh bleh meh. I was Pocky Queen, and shared out The Mighty Pocky with my Dear and Loyal Subjects. =P
Outdoor ed longline was... interesting, to say the least. I ended up behind everyone except Edward (Not that Edward. Another one, who goes to my school - clearly - and did WEX at A&R with me. Fairly cool, and funny and the like, but I don't really know him), so we were walking and talking for a while, until we noticed that the rest of the class had vanished. But we caught up eventually... to Andrew, who was lying on the ground looking rather dead. And even then, we only caught up after defeating the 'orrible barbed wire fence of doomage (+7.2). We went round =p. But yeah, Andrew was all dead and everything, and Miss Atkinson ended up having to call Fitzy to bring up the school bus and drive them back to school. Mehness.
But yeah, lunchtime was pretty cool, even though I got back late from Red Hill. Sat on the canteen steps with Toby & Rosalind and that, and listened to randoms play an awesome looking blue guitar and sing. That was pretty cool. Got a free cupcake, too. Cool stuff and stuff. We were too cool to go to the actual lunchtime concert =p
But yeah. World issues was spent emailing various awesome people and reading random crap one random blogs. Not blogs of anyone I know, just random links of links of links type blogs.
Checking out random photos from the lunchtime concert, now. Offwards time. Tootles, people.
But nyes. Not much interesting last night. Pizza was nice. I like pizza. I like food. Yumness, and stuff. Ooh, I know what I'ma do with osme of this random cash I have now. I can buy one of those huge packs of instant noodles! Squee-ness =P
But yeah... um... t'day. Pretty cool. Late for piano, but it was okay, cause Philip was late, too. I knocked on the door like, six million times, and each time he checked out the front window to see if the car was there, which it wasn't cause mum had gone to the bank to get money to pay Mr Piano Teacher, instead of checking at the door to see if I was there. So I kept knocking and eventually he got the message =P
But yeah, I arrived at the same time and nearly the same place at school as Jared this morning. So. Random "Hey"ness there and mini conversation.
Assembly this morning! Sweet fuck that was boring. I nearly fell asleep on poor Toby's shoulder, honestly. "Bla bla bla bla bla and in 1966 there was a brown and yellow uniform and bla bla bla".
Doooon't caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare!
Stupid school and its stupid fortieth birthday. And stupid dead guy's 150th birthday. Bleurgh.
But yeah, I missed math cause of it, which was awesome, and the band played Moondance, which was pretty darn cewl, even though the school started clapping out of time.
Science was bleh. I ATE THREE PACKETS OF POCKY IN ONE SCIENCE LESSON! My god, I was hyper. We looked at eyelashes under microscopes. Coolness.
Recess was bleh. Meh bleh meh bleh meh. I was Pocky Queen, and shared out The Mighty Pocky with my Dear and Loyal Subjects. =P
Outdoor ed longline was... interesting, to say the least. I ended up behind everyone except Edward (Not that Edward. Another one, who goes to my school - clearly - and did WEX at A&R with me. Fairly cool, and funny and the like, but I don't really know him), so we were walking and talking for a while, until we noticed that the rest of the class had vanished. But we caught up eventually... to Andrew, who was lying on the ground looking rather dead. And even then, we only caught up after defeating the 'orrible barbed wire fence of doomage (+7.2). We went round =p. But yeah, Andrew was all dead and everything, and Miss Atkinson ended up having to call Fitzy to bring up the school bus and drive them back to school. Mehness.
But yeah, lunchtime was pretty cool, even though I got back late from Red Hill. Sat on the canteen steps with Toby & Rosalind and that, and listened to randoms play an awesome looking blue guitar and sing. That was pretty cool. Got a free cupcake, too. Cool stuff and stuff. We were too cool to go to the actual lunchtime concert =p
But yeah. World issues was spent emailing various awesome people and reading random crap one random blogs. Not blogs of anyone I know, just random links of links of links type blogs.
Checking out random photos from the lunchtime concert, now. Offwards time. Tootles, people.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
... and don't ask questions!
My god, my head hurts.
Yesterday = meh. Blog has been handwritten and will be scanned and uploaded when I get home, under the date and time that it was written.
Today = bleurgh.
I hate outdoor ed. Hate it hate it hate it. Also I'm failing. Perhaps the two aren't completely unrelated statements...
Swear words go here. Lots and lots of swear words. The until-recently-awesome and now-utterly-retarded-and-stupidly-censored ABC has cancelled The Glass House, which is one of its best and most popular programs. Because they're fucktards, that's why. There have been accusations that the show has been cancelled cause it's too anti-Howard, under the whole new anti-bias policy for the ABC, but comedy programs are meant to be exempt from that.
See part of the article here. There was actually about three paragraphs more, but they're not there for some reason. They were in the paper, though. With a good quote from Bob Brown. Random Greens senator guy, seems to have good ideas.
How are the good people of Australia supposed to survive the crappy government without the comedic relief of Wil Anderson, Corinne Grant, and of course, Dave 'Hughes-y' Hughes?
And there are rumours that it'll be picked up by a commercial station. Well, if it is, I know I'll watch it on another station, but it's really an ABC show. The ABC is where it belongs, it's the good ABC comedy, but if this is the sort of show they'll cancel, then clearly the ABC is changing for the worse. Big growls from Caitlin here.
But moving on from that, and speaking of TV, The IT Crowd last night had some very, very funny moments... That guy who doesn't have the glasses whose name I don't know is hilarious. I don't like the guy with the glasses so much, he's irritating, but not funny. Whereas the other guy is vaguely annoying in an endearing sort of way =P
Possibly because he reminds me slightly of Bernard Black, of Black Books. Best show ever, I swear. But Father Ted comes pretty close. Funny thing is they both involve alcoholic Irish men and used to be shown on ABC. Fortunately they weren't cut by a retarded and censoring editor-in-chief (a new title for the ABC... idiot, grrr), but simply finished, and ran out of seasons to show. Or in Father Ted's case, the main character's actor went and had a heart attack. Jeez, some people, where's the dedication? Stopping acting just cause you're dead? No excuses!
Yeah, anyway, that's my TV rants done for the day, apart from an honourable mention to Ten's Thank God You're Here, for having a scene with a science experiment involving marijuana. Wish I had that guy as a teacher =p
Anyway.
World Issues now, and bleurgh, cause we're not really getting anywhere. Possibly due to my blogging instead of working during lessons, but that isn't the point. I have photography longline, so I may blog again then. Then English, and I might find out whether I passed that random in-class essay we had. I don't think I did too badly, but I somehow doubt Madeleine did too well... having not read the book...
Japanese last, and I just had the horrible feeling I left my book at home. After actually taking it ou, of my own free will, and finishing up some class work... Yep, no book. No pencil case or pens either. Crapness. At least I remembered my iPod... Music solves nearly everything. On a micro scale, anyway. On a macro scale... governments with brains might help things a little.
This is the second day in a row I've finished writing a blog at 11:11am. I like 11:11. Awesometime. As Freya says. But yes. All gewd, and Caitlin ish bore-ed now.
May actually do some work now...
Tootlays =)
Yesterday = meh. Blog has been handwritten and will be scanned and uploaded when I get home, under the date and time that it was written.
Today = bleurgh.
I hate outdoor ed. Hate it hate it hate it. Also I'm failing. Perhaps the two aren't completely unrelated statements...
Swear words go here. Lots and lots of swear words. The until-recently-awesome and now-utterly-retarded-and-stupidly-censored ABC has cancelled The Glass House, which is one of its best and most popular programs. Because they're fucktards, that's why. There have been accusations that the show has been cancelled cause it's too anti-Howard, under the whole new anti-bias policy for the ABC, but comedy programs are meant to be exempt from that.
See part of the article here. There was actually about three paragraphs more, but they're not there for some reason. They were in the paper, though. With a good quote from Bob Brown. Random Greens senator guy, seems to have good ideas.
How are the good people of Australia supposed to survive the crappy government without the comedic relief of Wil Anderson, Corinne Grant, and of course, Dave 'Hughes-y' Hughes?
And there are rumours that it'll be picked up by a commercial station. Well, if it is, I know I'll watch it on another station, but it's really an ABC show. The ABC is where it belongs, it's the good ABC comedy, but if this is the sort of show they'll cancel, then clearly the ABC is changing for the worse. Big growls from Caitlin here.
But moving on from that, and speaking of TV, The IT Crowd last night had some very, very funny moments... That guy who doesn't have the glasses whose name I don't know is hilarious. I don't like the guy with the glasses so much, he's irritating, but not funny. Whereas the other guy is vaguely annoying in an endearing sort of way =P
Possibly because he reminds me slightly of Bernard Black, of Black Books. Best show ever, I swear. But Father Ted comes pretty close. Funny thing is they both involve alcoholic Irish men and used to be shown on ABC. Fortunately they weren't cut by a retarded and censoring editor-in-chief (a new title for the ABC... idiot, grrr), but simply finished, and ran out of seasons to show. Or in Father Ted's case, the main character's actor went and had a heart attack. Jeez, some people, where's the dedication? Stopping acting just cause you're dead? No excuses!
Yeah, anyway, that's my TV rants done for the day, apart from an honourable mention to Ten's Thank God You're Here, for having a scene with a science experiment involving marijuana. Wish I had that guy as a teacher =p
Anyway.
World Issues now, and bleurgh, cause we're not really getting anywhere. Possibly due to my blogging instead of working during lessons, but that isn't the point. I have photography longline, so I may blog again then. Then English, and I might find out whether I passed that random in-class essay we had. I don't think I did too badly, but I somehow doubt Madeleine did too well... having not read the book...
Japanese last, and I just had the horrible feeling I left my book at home. After actually taking it ou, of my own free will, and finishing up some class work... Yep, no book. No pencil case or pens either. Crapness. At least I remembered my iPod... Music solves nearly everything. On a micro scale, anyway. On a macro scale... governments with brains might help things a little.
This is the second day in a row I've finished writing a blog at 11:11am. I like 11:11. Awesometime. As Freya says. But yes. All gewd, and Caitlin ish bore-ed now.
May actually do some work now...
Tootlays =)
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
More Blogthings, proper post later.
| You Belong in Spring |
 Optimistic, lively, and almost always happy with the world... You can truly appreciate the blooming nature of spring. Whether you're planting flowers or dyeing Easter eggs, spring is definitely your season! |
| Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
 You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator. |
Shmeh, I did the one school made us do and got 'musical'. Equally with 'math/spatial'.
| You are Apricot |
 Soft and sweet, over time you let your provocative nature shine through. You are definitely unconventional, but you don't broadcast it. You offer people a fresh perspective on life - so fresh that it can be shocking! |
You Are Strength |
 You represent both fiery energy and steadfast will. You are innocent and naive - yet unafraid and undaunted. Perhaps you don't have the most powerful physical strength... But your mental powers make up for any amount of muscle. Your fortune: Lately, you have been a pillar of ethics and moral strength. And while things may be difficult, your faith in yourself will come through. You may need to conquer the animalistic nature of yourself or others, with gentle force. Although this may seem like the darkest hour for you, victory is near. |
| Your Dosha is Vata |
 Creative and restless, you take in all of life's pleasures (maybe a little too much!). You're quick witted and very talkative, but you also tend to have a spotty memory. You tend to get very into ideas, people, and lifestyles... but only for a short time. It's difficult to hold your attention, and you sometimes feel with what life has to offer. With friends: You are very uncomfortable in new situations or with new people In love: You fall in and out of love very easily To achieve more balance: Live in a warm climate and spend some quiet time in nature |
Who what or where the hell is 'Dosha'?
| You Belong in 1966 |
If you scored... 1950 - 1959: You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in! 1960 - 1969: You are a free spirit with a huge heart. Love, peace, and happiness rule - oh, and drugs too. 1970 - 1979: Bold and brash, you take life by the horns. Whether you're partying or protesting, you give it your all! 1980 - 1989: Wild, over the top, and just a little bit cheesy. You're colorful at night - and successful during the day. 1990 - 1999: With you anything goes! You're grunge one day, ghetto fabulous the next. It's all good! |
Hmm...
| Your Life Is Worth... |
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I don't really get it... but hey.
Screw the proper blog. Explanation for lack of blog later.
Take Coveeeeeeeeeeer! The results of bad RP...
Completely unedited.
It makes considerably more sense with the colours, which I *could* add, but effort.
[Edit: I got very bored during a long lesson, and added the colours. But only names and colours referring to people. And then, only the colours I know by heart. So the simple ones. Pretty colours, ne.]
Let us all hope that this girl never reaches the general public.
[30-10 06:15pm]Cowboy Caitlin also covers her innocent eyes. Poor stocks.
[30-10 06:17pm]Burglar Mess sings... You can't hide, yer lyin'g eyes. And your smile is a thin disguise..
[30-10 07:03pm] Little Teapot Sora says, "ah, flawless victory"
[30-10 07:04pm] Little Teapot Sora says, "oh great, i forgot to take off my costume for the statue."
[30-10 07:38pm]Knight of the Lake SuibachAdZirbain chuckles. "No matter, you look lovely anyway."
[30-10 07:44pm]Knight of the Lake SuibachAdZirbain goes off, having enough of killing ungrateful forest monsters.
[30-10 08:03pm] Shepherd Sol says, "Hi I just joing so I was wondering if I could get a little advise"
[30-10 08:05pm] Shepherd Sol says, "joined*"
[30-10 08:14pm]Cowboy None says, "A picture is worth a thousand words."
[30-10 08:21pm]Cowboy None stares aghast at a statue. I swear, I saw that thing blink.
[30-10 08:25pm]Blinking Eyeball says, "Probably. That, or a bird left a deposit on the eye, giving the appearance of a blink."
[30-10 08:28pm]Shepherd Sergeu growls.
[30-10 08:29pm] Blinking Eyeball says, "A blink, followed by a tear."
[30-10 08:29pm]Cowboy None says, "Ah, alwaysss the witty one, eh Eye?"
[30-10 08:51pm] Peasant StarFire says, "COUGH COUGH...I need sombody to look after me.."
[30-10 09:01pm]Cowboy Caitlin adds to Mister Mess's song, "Thought by now, you'd realise, there ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes."
[30-10 09:02pm]Cowboy Caitlin is afraid that that song rather suits her costume... drat.
[30-10 09:05pm]Burglar Mess knows.
[30-10 09:18pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Blinking EyeBall are you there?"
[30-10 09:20pm]Blinking Eyeball spontaneously transmits into Degolburg!
[30-10 09:20pm]Cowboy Caitlin actually has that song, too... she steal'd it from one of her uncle's CDs... tragic, really.
[30-10 09:21pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "Why yes, IY am here. Well, inn an astrally projected sense,*hic* anyway."
[30-10 09:21pm]Cowboy Caitlin blinks at a randomly appearing Eyeball. o.o
[30-10 09:22pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Eye ball please come..I love you!"
[30-10 09:23pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**crying**"
[30-10 09:23pm]Cowboy Caitlin hates bad soap operas, but this could be interesting.
[30-10 09:25pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Is any body going to help me..I will give you a gem!"
[30-10 09:25pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**clenchs fists**"
[30-10 09:25pm]Burglar Mess covers her innocent eyes.
[30-10 09:26pm]Cowboy Caitlin is blind. More so than before. o.o
[30-10 09:26pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Hello why is it so dark..."
[30-10 09:28pm]Blinking Eyeball wonders how StarFire will give someone a gem...
[30-10 09:28pm]Cowboy Caitlin thinks her cowboy hat may have slipped over her eyes... Cause she's totally not blaming anyone for her random blindness. Much.
[30-10 09:29pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Pulls off the hand that covers her eyes!**"
[30-10 09:29pm]Cowboy Caitlin also wondered that, as gems and gold can't be transferred on this server... as StarFire should know, having read the FAQ, like everybody is meant to do before using the chat...
[30-10 09:30pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Burglar Mess?"
[30-10 09:30pm]Burglar Mess gives away gems to a group of people on a regular basis. Out of generosity, of course.
[30-10 09:30pm]Cowboy Caitlin grins. Not Lonestrider's lot, by any chance?
[30-10 09:30pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Kisses Burglar Mess**"
[30-10 09:31pm]Cowboy Caitlin covers her mouth, sniggering.
[30-10 09:33pm]Burglar Mess is uh..manhandled. uh...
[30-10 09:34pm]Cowboy Caitlin is trying not to laugh! Honestly, she is!
[30-10 09:34pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Um...My feelings always rush out at the wrong times!"
((Atrus does have colours, but I can't quite remember. Apologies for that.))
[30-10 09:36pm]DarkMaster Atrus entrers to see his statue.
[30-10 09:36pm]Burglar Mess knew raising charm points wasn't such a good idea.
[30-10 09:36pm]DarkMaster Atrus grins at Mess.
[30-10 09:36pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**wacksss Cowboy Caitlin round the face**"
[30-10 09:37pm]DarkMaster Atrus glances at Starfire.Now now....
[30-10 09:37pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Snnogs Burglar mess!**"
[30-10 09:37pm]Cowboy Caitlin is immune to idiocy. When it comes from other people, anyway. Therefore, she is not 'wacksss' 'round the face'.
[30-10 09:37pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**gullps**"
[30-10 09:38pm]Burglar Mess found the logout button. Yay!
[30-10 09:38pm]Blinking Eyeball wonders how often Artery is under the influence of Typo Demons™
[30-10 09:39pm]Cowboy Caitlin sniggers and waves to her fellow cowboy.
[30-10 09:39pm] Peasant StarFire says, "*hic***Shakes**"
[30-10 09:39pm] Peasant StarFire says, "what*hic*?"
[30-10 09:40pm]DarkMaster Atrus grins at Eyeball and raises a hand in salute.It's been a long day and it's Monday. That says it all.
[30-10 09:40pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**eyes fiyll with tears**"
[30-10 09:41pm]Blinking Eyeball runs up and hugssss Caitlin round the torso
[30-10 09:41pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Drops to kneees**"
[30-10 09:41pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Why me*hic*?"
[30-10 09:41pm]DarkMaster Atrus vanishes.
[30-10 09:42pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, ""A llong dayy, ey Atrrioom? Thhat is unfortunate. At least you havve a statue to finish it on a good note. So long as you survive level one, that is."
[30-10 09:42pm]Cowboy None waves back at the Cowboyish Galdiatrix. He wonders what happens to the optical signals Eyeball generates. Do they exit through his broken optical nerve disguised as his tail?
[30-10 09:43pm] Peasant StarFire says, "EyeBalll....I-I-I love you!"
[30-10 09:44pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "IYF yooo can call that a tail!"
[30-10 09:44pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "That's funnny. IYt camme from StarFire, but sounded like Mess!"
[30-10 09:44pm]Blinking Eyeball blushes
[30-10 09:45pm]Cowboy None says, "All Felynnes have tails. Don't you know?"
[30-10 09:45pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**cllenchs fists**"
[30-10 09:45pm]Cowboy None grrs.
[30-10 09:46pm]Cowboy None says, "He iys unique and beyond comparison. Grrr."
[30-10 09:46pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Smiles revelinng a trail of bloody fangs**"
[30-10 09:47pm] Peasant StarFire says, "***hic*grabs Cowboy None**"
[30-10 09:48pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Blinking EyeBall lovve me or he dies!"
[30-10 09:48pm]Cowboy None doesn't wanna logout again. There ain't many characters left for him now. Please!
[30-10 09:49pm]Cowboy None says, "Where'd she goo?"
[30-10 09:49pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Soo eye ball...Love...or DEATH"
[30-10 09:50pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Byye Bye Cow boy None!"
[30-10 09:51pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**bites intoo his kneck then runs!**"
[30-10 09:51pm]Cowboy None says, "Bye.*hic* Phew!"
[30-10 09:51pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**comees back**"
[30-10 09:52pm]Cowboy Caitlin is here, she was just temporarily confiscated! She yays for random hugs =P
[30-10 09:52pm] Peasant StarFire says, "IY love you! **runs away for good**"
[30-10 09:52pm]Cowboy Caitlin hiccups. Too much idiocy from the one person. It's burning my eyes. -.-"
[30-10 09:53pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**A photo of Cowboy Nonee and her floats to his feet!**"
[30-10 09:53pm]Blinking Eyeball blinks
[30-10 09:53pm]Cowboy Caitlin is beyond confused.
[30-10 09:54pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Good bye *hic*my sweet heart!"
[30-10 09:54pm]Burglar Mess passes a furtive hug and disappears.
[30-10 09:55pm]Cowboy Caitlin yays for hugs =P
[30-10 09:55pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**snoogs cow boy none long** Bye **runs away"
[30-10 09:55pm]Cowboy Caitlin doesn't yay for disappearances, though. Gr...
[30-10 09:56pm]Cowboy Caitlin counts that as three times Miss StarFire has run away.
[30-10 09:56pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**a statooe of cowboy none and starfire apere in the square**"
[30-10 09:58pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**ssstabbs burglar Mess for not loving her!**"
[30-10 09:58pm]Cowboy Caitlin shoves her hat in her mouth, trying in vain not to laugh.
[30-10 09:58pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "AAApere? Isss that French for appear? A pear? Aperture... Bah!"
[30-10 09:59pm]Cowboy Caitlin says, "I thought it was that weird word for babysitter... or maybe that odd drink..."
[30-10 10:00pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "how do we fight eachother?"
[30-10 10:00pm]Burglar Mess encountered strange powers in town square, and was not seen again.
[30-10 10:00pm]Cowboy Caitlin says, "Either way, I'm fairly certain it isn't English."
[30-10 10:00pm]Cowboy Caitlin cackles.
[30-10 10:00pm]Cowboy Caitlin says, "I swear, this is the funniest thing I've ever seen in Degolburg..."
[30-10 10:01pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Hi*hic*"
[30-10 10:02pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**challenges cowwboy caitlin to fight**"
[30-10 10:02pm]Cowboy Caitlin is armed with linedancing boots. Her armour - spurs. Bring it on.
[30-10 10:03pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "HOW DO WE FIGHT EACHOTHER???????"
[30-10 10:03pm] Peasant StarFire says, "*hic***Stabs Caitlin**"
[30-10 10:05pm]Cowboy Caitlin says, "*hic***Dies, but at least she doesn't have to deal with StarFire's n00bn3ss**"
[30-10 10:07pm]Blinking Eyeball steps in for Caitlin. "I will fight for her!"
[30-10 10:08pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "I would challenge thee to a battle of the wits, but I see thee is unarrmmmed."
[30-10 10:08pm] Peasant StarFire says, "AAHHHHHHHHHH"
[30-10 10:08pm]Cowboy Caitlin says, "cheers!... from beyond the grave!"
[30-10 10:08pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**falls to floor weeping**hic**"
[30-10 10:09pm]Blinking Eyeball realises he is too late and cries!
[30-10 10:09pm]Cowboy Caitlin darns her apparent inability to emote.
[30-10 10:09pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I can not fight mmy true love!"
[30-10 10:10pm]Cowboy Caitlin eats popcorn... from beyond the grave. That's such a cool way to end sentences... from beyond the grave. Okay, perhaps not cool. But not warm, either.
[30-10 10:11pm]Blinking Eyeball hugs Caitlin... from beyond the grave!
[30-10 10:11pm]Blinking Eyeball hands StarFire some tissues and a spitoon.
[30-10 10:11pm]Cowboy None breaks the glass in case of flood.
[30-10 10:12pm]Cowboy Caitlin is cackling madly from beyond the grave, as well as Yay-ing for more random hugs =P
[30-10 10:12pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**hu*hic*gs blinking Eye Ball**"
[30-10 10:13pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I can't llove you any more....I love seth!"
[30-10 10:13pm] Peasant StarFire says, "NAH*hic* I love you!"
[30-10 10:14pm]Cowboy Caitlin blinks. Her ear just popped while she was trying not to laugh. o.O
[30-10 10:14pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "AAhhh, partiynng is soooch a sweet sorrow."
[30-10 10:15pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**sssnogs Blinking Eyeball** **her Budgerigar sings a love song!**"
[30-10 10:15pm]Cowboy Caitlin shoots StarFire's budgerigar from beyond the grave. I'm sorry, little birdy, but it had to be done.
[30-10 10:15pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "I wwooold have said that sugar is a sweet sorrow!"
[30-10 10:16pm]Blinking Eyeball picks up a feather, sticking another one in Mess' hat.
[30-10 10:16pm]Cowboy Caitlin speaks from beyond the grave, "There's nothing sorrowful about sugar, though."
[30-10 10:18pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**herr "little birdy" shuts up and then pecks caitlins eyes out**"
[30-10 10:19pm]Burglar Mess does not own a hat. But tucks the feather in his hair anyway.
[30-10 10:19pm] Peasant StarFire says, "BAD *hic*BIRDY"
[30-10 10:19pm] Peasant StarFire says, "AHHHHHHHHHHH it's Booglar Mess!"
[30-10 10:20pm]Cowboy Caitlin wonders how a dead bird could peck out anybody's eyes... and is almost tempted to call on the recently sainted patron saint of the eyes...
[30-10 10:20pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**faints into bllinking eyeballs arms!**"
[30-10 10:20pm]Cowboy Caitlin says, "Ahhh! It's a booglar! What on earth is a booglar?"
[30-10 10:21pm]Blinking Eyeball watches StarFire fall to the ground, as he doesn't have any arms!
[30-10 10:22pm]Blinking Eyeball wiggles his nose and blinks, grating Caitlin a new pair of eyes, with vision better than the first!
[30-10 10:23pm]Cowboy Caitlin hurrahs! She can see! Well, she can see... from beyond the grave, anyway.
[30-10 10:24pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**eeyes open**"
[30-10 10:25pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**heaals Catilin!**"
[30-10 10:25pm]Blinking Eyeball notes that he accidentally grated Caitlin's eyes, instead of granting them!
[30-10 10:25pm]Burglar Mess hurrahs! She can see! Well, she can see... from beyond the grave, anyway.
[30-10 10:26pm]Cowboy Caitlin 'oh dear's.
[30-10 10:26pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, ""Somehow, this made them betterr. Go ffigure!"
[30-10 10:26pm] Peasant StarFire says, "IY am just a Peasant girl but Blinking eyeBall please...I wish you would have feelings for me!"
[30-10 10:26pm]Cowboy Caitlin wonders who this 'Catilin' person StarFire's healing is.
[30-10 10:28pm]Cowboy Caitlin is going to die of lack of oxygen due to laughing too hard. As such, she bequeaths her eyebrows, which she has been complimented on (*snort*) equally to Mess and Eyeball.
[30-10 10:28pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I amm leaving this town good bye"
[30-10 10:29pm]Cowboy Caitlin waves merrily.
[30-10 10:30pm]Burglar Mess draws an extra pair of eyebrows for her
[30-10 10:31pm]Cowboy Caitlin wiggles her stylish new eyebrows =p
[30-10 10:31pm]Blinking Eyeball hands StarFire a flower
[30-10 10:33pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Thannks"
[30-10 10:33pm]Burglar Mess concludes. To fall in love twice a day... Is such a sweet price to pay...
[30-10 10:34pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**rruns up to blinking eyeball hugs and kisses him**"
[30-10 10:34pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "But rrealllly, Mess, it's only once because you never stop loving me."
[30-10 10:34pm]Cowboy Caitlin offers StarFire half an eyebrow.
[30-10 10:34pm]Blinking Eyeball willingly lets himself fall victim to such callous admiration
[30-10 10:35pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**faintsss**"
[30-10 10:35pm]Burglar Mess spoke too soon. Grrr
[30-10 10:35pm]Cowboy Caitlin hazards a guess that StarFire is a little young for love, judging by her utter lack of common sense...
[30-10 10:36pm]Blinking Eyeball sees Caitlin's eyebrows and raises two of his own!
[30-10 10:36pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**OOpens eyes**"
[30-10 10:37pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**carries oon kissing blinking eyeball**"
[30-10 10:37pm]Cowboy Caitlin grins. She saw that joke coming. But tis still amusemental =P
[30-10 10:38pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "Wiyycked!"
[30-10 10:38pm]Cowboy Caitlin has hiccups. -.-"
[30-10 10:39pm]Blinking Eyeball cries at his obvious predictability. "Two players in one night! Who would have thought..."
[30-10 10:39pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**gets carried awway wih the kissing!**"
[30-10 10:39pm]Blinking Eyeball considers retirement upon reaching god-hood
[30-10 10:40pm]Burglar Mess hugs the Cowboyish Galdiatrix. He offers a tissue to Eyeball.
[30-10 10:40pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "HHHah! Yoo*hic*oo coulldn't!"
[30-10 10:41pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**unbuckles Blinking EyeBaalls belt**"
[30-10 10:41pm]Blinking Eyeball doesn't wear pants! "How on earth can you undo a belt when I don't wear one?"
[30-10 10:41pm]Cowboy Caitlin eats all possibility of retirement. And, uh... you might want to watch where that girl's going with your belt.
[30-10 10:42pm]Cowboy Caitlin cackles. She isn't entirely sure that StarFire understands what an eyeball is.
[30-10 10:43pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**jummps on Burglar Mess**"
[30-10 10:43pm]Blinking Eyeball stares at Caitlin
[30-10 10:44pm]Cowboy Caitlin stares at Eyeball.
[30-10 10:45pm]Cowboy Caitlin can outstare you. Cause she says so.
[30-10 10:45pm]Burglar Mess stares dreamily at the staring couple.
[30-10 10:45pm]Cowboy Caitlin tackles! Thus losing any semblance of a staring competition, but hey.
[30-10 10:46pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "MMM*hic*Ma*hic*kes that a duo. Coupllle is too rromantic. I think *hic*hic*wwe had enough f*hic*ffor today."
[30-10 10:46pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**unbuckles Burglars MMess's belt**"
[30-10 10:48pm]Blinking Eyeball marvels at the suspenders Mess is sporting
[30-10 10:48pm]Blinking Eyeball is tackled!
[30-10 10:49pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "I kneew I shouldn't have stood behind that*hic* Mess."
[30-10 10:49pm]Burglar Mess ' belt is password protected with 1024 bit encryption.
[30-10 10:49pm]Cowboy Caitlin is going to sit in the corner for a minute while her head stops spinning. Waaay too much belt-unbuckling and tackling and staring here. Confusion. o.o
[30-10 10:50pm]Principality Maharani thinks ya'll are crazy~ hehe
[30-10 10:51pm]Cowboy Caitlin saw a cute pair of underwear the other day, with a 'username' and 'password' design thing... better than a password protected belt.
[30-10 10:51pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "IY knnnnneeww I shhouldn't haave stood in frront of that Eyyyye*hic*ball."
[30-10 10:51pm]Cowboy Caitlin knows she's crazy ;P
[30-10 10:52pm]Cowboy Caitlin gives Mess an Alcoholics Anonymous card. Which she just happened to be carrying. For no reason at all. *shifty eyes*
[30-10 10:52pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Rips off burglaars messes shirt"
[30-10 10:53pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "Why woould you say that? This is a fammily frienndly server!"
[30-10 10:53pm]Burglar Mess is gonna make history this DK. Fists only DK!
[30-10 10:53pm]Principality Maharani laughs at Caitlin's *shifty eyes* and crawls into the nearest tree to listen on~
[30-10 10:54pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**snnoggs burglar mess**"
[30-10 10:54pm]Burglar Mess agrees wholeheartedly with Eyeball
[30-10 10:57pm]Burglar Mess yays! Only three more days to go. Yipee!!
[30-10 10:57pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Rips off boorglars messes pants"
[30-10 10:58pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "Hiystoorry? But several players (at least) have already acheived a weaponless DK!"
[30-10 10:59pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "SSStarFiyre, please behave."
[30-10 11:00pm] Peasant StarFire says, "NE*hic*VER"
[30-10 11:00pm]Burglar Mess has a ticked that says Admit One. What does that means anyway? Are they gonna take me to hospital or somethin'. I'm scared of hospitals.
[30-10 11:00pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**makes out wiyth Burglar Mess**[breifly]"
[30-10 11:00pm]Burglar Mess meant ticket, of course.
[30-10 11:01pm]Principality Maharani swings hanging upside down in the tree~ Yes Starfire..
[30-10 11:01pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "*hic*SSSo oommmm... anny ideeas *hic*as to wwhhat that ticket means?"
[30-10 11:02pm]Burglar Mess yells a cheer for Pyewacket.
[30-10 11:02pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "Isssn't it what is lllefft behind when Ticks shed their skin? The "Admmit OOne" was what it said before they put it o*hic*n, but being embossed, will still be there when they shed.
[30-10 11:02pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "I don't rrecommend yooo try putting it on."
[30-10 11:02pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**getsss carried away !**"
[30-10 11:03pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "AAh, thiys gammee innntrigues me. Thank yye, Eyeballl*hic*!"
[30-10 11:03pm]Principality Maharani gets tangled up in the snake skin~ Erhmmm...
[30-10 11:04pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "WWhaat rreealm do yooo rule,*hic* Maharaniy?"
[30-10 11:05pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**ties burgllar mess to a wall and whips him!**"
[30-10 11:06pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I'm bo*hic*rd of this town I'm going!"
[30-10 11:06pm]Blinking Eyeball makes like a sidewalk in fall and leaves!
[30-10 11:06pm]Blinking Eyeball projects, "Fareewell all!"
[30-10 11:06pm]Blinking Eyeball gathers up Caitlin, Maharani and Mess, giving them a group hug!
[30-10 11:07pm]Principality Maharani smiles at Mess~ Why the realm of Maharani of course, silly hehe
[30-10 11:07pm]Principality Maharani grins and huggles back the Eyeball~ Me still thinks you need sun glasses Eyeball ;-)
[30-10 11:08pm]Burglar Mess drunkenly says, "Yeeeah. Put oon sssomme rr*hic*ayban, dude."
[30-10 11:09pm]Burglar Mess asks politely, And may I ask where is that realm?
[30-10 11:10pm] Peasant StarFire says, "*hic*Sorry"
[30-10 11:10pm]Principality Maharani must dash as well~ *waves* Talk laters.....
[30-10 11:11pm]Burglar Mess runs away to fields as well.
[30-10 11:26pm]Cowboy Caitlin yays for a hug she wasn't here for, and curses evil math assignments of doom.
[30-10 11:52pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "#FFFFFF HOW DO I GET MORE TURNS??? CAN SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE???????????"
[30-10 11:53pm] Shepherd ezarc says, " "
[30-10 11:56pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "anyone?"
[30-10 11:57pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "*kicks the room in the ass to wake up*"
[31-10 12:01am]Cowboy Caitlin offers the poor room a bandaid and some ice.
Which is why I hate n00bs.
A story by Caitlin.
*tips hat, bows, and leaves*
It makes considerably more sense with the colours, which I *could* add, but effort.
[Edit: I got very bored during a long lesson, and added the colours. But only names and colours referring to people. And then, only the colours I know by heart. So the simple ones. Pretty colours, ne.]
Let us all hope that this girl never reaches the general public.
[30-10 06:15pm]
[30-10 06:17pm]
[30-10 07:03pm] Little Teapot Sora says, "ah, flawless victory"
[30-10 07:04pm] Little Teapot Sora says, "oh great, i forgot to take off my costume for the statue."
[30-10 07:38pm]
[30-10 07:44pm]
[30-10 08:03pm] Shepherd Sol says, "Hi I just joing so I was wondering if I could get a little advise"
[30-10 08:05pm] Shepherd Sol says, "joined*"
[30-10 08:14pm]
[30-10 08:21pm]
[30-10 08:25pm]
[30-10 08:28pm]
[30-10 08:29pm] Blinking Eyeball
[30-10 08:29pm]
[30-10 08:51pm] Peasant StarFire says, "COUGH COUGH...I need sombody to look after me.."
[30-10 09:01pm]
[30-10 09:02pm]
[30-10 09:05pm]
[30-10 09:18pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Blinking EyeBall are you there?"
[30-10 09:20pm]
[30-10 09:20pm]
[30-10 09:21pm]
[30-10 09:21pm]
[30-10 09:22pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Eye ball please come..I love you!"
[30-10 09:23pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**crying**"
[30-10 09:23pm]
[30-10 09:25pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Is any body going to help me..I will give you a gem!"
[30-10 09:25pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**clenchs fists**"
[30-10 09:25pm]
[30-10 09:26pm]
[30-10 09:26pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Hello why is it so dark..."
[30-10 09:28pm]
[30-10 09:28pm]
[30-10 09:29pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Pulls off the hand that covers her eyes!**"
[30-10 09:29pm]
[30-10 09:30pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Burglar Mess?"
[30-10 09:30pm]
[30-10 09:30pm]
[30-10 09:30pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Kisses Burglar Mess**"
[30-10 09:31pm]
[30-10 09:33pm]
[30-10 09:34pm]
[30-10 09:34pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Um...My feelings always rush out at the wrong times!"
((Atrus does have colours, but I can't quite remember. Apologies for that.))
[30-10 09:36pm]
[30-10 09:36pm]
[30-10 09:36pm]
[30-10 09:36pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**wacksss Cowboy Caitlin round the face**"
[30-10 09:37pm]
[30-10 09:37pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Snnogs Burglar mess!**"
[30-10 09:37pm]
[30-10 09:37pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**gullps**"
[30-10 09:38pm]
[30-10 09:38pm]
[30-10 09:39pm]
[30-10 09:39pm] Peasant StarFire says, "*hic***Shakes**"
[30-10 09:39pm] Peasant StarFire says, "what*hic*?"
[30-10 09:40pm]
[30-10 09:40pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**eyes fiyll with tears**"
[30-10 09:41pm]
[30-10 09:41pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Drops to kneees**"
[30-10 09:41pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Why me*hic*?"
[30-10 09:41pm]
[30-10 09:42pm]
[30-10 09:42pm]
[30-10 09:43pm] Peasant StarFire says, "EyeBalll....I-I-I love you!"
[30-10 09:44pm]
[30-10 09:44pm]
[30-10 09:44pm]
[30-10 09:45pm]
[30-10 09:45pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**cllenchs fists**"
[30-10 09:45pm]
[30-10 09:46pm]
[30-10 09:46pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**Smiles revelinng a trail of bloody fangs**"
[30-10 09:47pm] Peasant StarFire says, "***hic*grabs Cowboy None**"
[30-10 09:48pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Blinking EyeBall lovve me or he dies!"
[30-10 09:48pm]
[30-10 09:49pm]
[30-10 09:49pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Soo eye ball...Love...or DEATH"
[30-10 09:50pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Byye Bye Cow boy None!"
[30-10 09:51pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**bites intoo his kneck then runs!**"
[30-10 09:51pm]
[30-10 09:51pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**comees back**"
[30-10 09:52pm]
[30-10 09:52pm] Peasant StarFire says, "IY love you! **runs away for good**"
[30-10 09:52pm]
[30-10 09:53pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**A photo of Cowboy Nonee and her floats to his feet!**"
[30-10 09:53pm]
[30-10 09:53pm]
[30-10 09:54pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Good bye *hic*my sweet heart!"
[30-10 09:54pm]
[30-10 09:55pm]
[30-10 09:55pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**snoogs cow boy none long** Bye **runs away"
[30-10 09:55pm]
[30-10 09:56pm]
[30-10 09:56pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**a statooe of cowboy none and starfire apere in the square**"
[30-10 09:58pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**ssstabbs burglar Mess for not loving her!**"
[30-10 09:58pm]
[30-10 09:58pm]
[30-10 09:59pm]
[30-10 10:00pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "how do we fight eachother?"
[30-10 10:00pm]
[30-10 10:00pm]
[30-10 10:00pm]
[30-10 10:00pm]
[30-10 10:01pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Hi*hic*"
[30-10 10:02pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**challenges cowwboy caitlin to fight**"
[30-10 10:02pm]
[30-10 10:03pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "HOW DO WE FIGHT EACHOTHER???????"
[30-10 10:03pm] Peasant StarFire says, "*hic***Stabs Caitlin**"
[30-10 10:05pm]
[30-10 10:07pm]
[30-10 10:08pm]
[30-10 10:08pm] Peasant StarFire says, "AAHHHHHHHHHH"
[30-10 10:08pm]
[30-10 10:08pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**falls to floor weeping**hic**"
[30-10 10:09pm]
[30-10 10:09pm]
[30-10 10:09pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I can not fight mmy true love!"
[30-10 10:10pm]
[30-10 10:11pm]
[30-10 10:11pm]
[30-10 10:11pm]
[30-10 10:12pm]
[30-10 10:12pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**hu*hic*gs blinking Eye Ball**"
[30-10 10:13pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I can't llove you any more....I love seth!"
[30-10 10:13pm] Peasant StarFire says, "NAH*hic* I love you!"
[30-10 10:14pm]
[30-10 10:14pm]
[30-10 10:15pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**sssnogs Blinking Eyeball** **her Budgerigar sings a love song!**"
[30-10 10:15pm]
[30-10 10:15pm]
[30-10 10:16pm]
[30-10 10:16pm]
[30-10 10:18pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**herr "little birdy" shuts up and then pecks caitlins eyes out**"
[30-10 10:19pm]
[30-10 10:19pm] Peasant StarFire says, "BAD *hic*BIRDY"
[30-10 10:19pm] Peasant StarFire says, "AHHHHHHHHHHH it's Booglar Mess!"
[30-10 10:20pm]
[30-10 10:20pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**faints into bllinking eyeballs arms!**"
[30-10 10:20pm]
[30-10 10:21pm]
[30-10 10:22pm]
[30-10 10:23pm]
[30-10 10:24pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**eeyes open**"
[30-10 10:25pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**heaals Catilin!**"
[30-10 10:25pm]
[30-10 10:25pm]
[30-10 10:26pm]
[30-10 10:26pm]
[30-10 10:26pm] Peasant StarFire says, "IY am just a Peasant girl but Blinking eyeBall please...I wish you would have feelings for me!"
[30-10 10:26pm]
[30-10 10:28pm]
[30-10 10:28pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I amm leaving this town good bye"
[30-10 10:29pm]
[30-10 10:30pm]
[30-10 10:31pm]
[30-10 10:31pm]
[30-10 10:33pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Thannks"
[30-10 10:33pm]
[30-10 10:34pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**rruns up to blinking eyeball hugs and kisses him**"
[30-10 10:34pm]
[30-10 10:34pm]
[30-10 10:34pm]
[30-10 10:35pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**faintsss**"
[30-10 10:35pm]
[30-10 10:35pm]
[30-10 10:36pm]
[30-10 10:36pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**OOpens eyes**"
[30-10 10:37pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**carries oon kissing blinking eyeball**"
[30-10 10:37pm]
[30-10 10:38pm]
[30-10 10:38pm]
[30-10 10:39pm]
[30-10 10:39pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**gets carried awway wih the kissing!**"
[30-10 10:39pm]
[30-10 10:40pm]
[30-10 10:40pm]
[30-10 10:41pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**unbuckles Blinking EyeBaalls belt**"
[30-10 10:41pm]
[30-10 10:41pm]
[30-10 10:42pm]
[30-10 10:43pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**jummps on Burglar Mess**"
[30-10 10:43pm]
[30-10 10:44pm]
[30-10 10:45pm]
[30-10 10:45pm]
[30-10 10:45pm]
[30-10 10:46pm]
[30-10 10:46pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**unbuckles Burglars MMess's belt**"
[30-10 10:48pm]
[30-10 10:48pm]
[30-10 10:49pm]
[30-10 10:49pm]
[30-10 10:49pm]
[30-10 10:50pm]
[30-10 10:51pm]
[30-10 10:51pm]
[30-10 10:51pm]
[30-10 10:52pm]
[30-10 10:52pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Rips off burglaars messes shirt"
[30-10 10:53pm]
[30-10 10:53pm]
[30-10 10:53pm]
[30-10 10:54pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**snnoggs burglar mess**"
[30-10 10:54pm]
[30-10 10:57pm]
[30-10 10:57pm] Peasant StarFire says, "Rips off boorglars messes pants"
[30-10 10:58pm]
[30-10 10:59pm]
[30-10 11:00pm] Peasant StarFire says, "NE*hic*VER"
[30-10 11:00pm]
[30-10 11:00pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**makes out wiyth Burglar Mess**[breifly]"
[30-10 11:00pm]
[30-10 11:01pm]
[30-10 11:01pm]
[30-10 11:02pm]
[30-10 11:02pm]
[30-10 11:02pm]
[30-10 11:02pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**getsss carried away !**"
[30-10 11:03pm]
[30-10 11:03pm]
[30-10 11:04pm]
[30-10 11:05pm] Peasant StarFire says, "**ties burgllar mess to a wall and whips him!**"
[30-10 11:06pm] Peasant StarFire says, "I'm bo*hic*rd of this town I'm going!"
[30-10 11:06pm]
[30-10 11:06pm]
[30-10 11:06pm]
[30-10 11:07pm]
[30-10 11:07pm]
[30-10 11:08pm]
[30-10 11:09pm]
[30-10 11:10pm] Peasant StarFire says, "*hic*Sorry"
[30-10 11:10pm]
[30-10 11:11pm]
[30-10 11:26pm]
[30-10 11:52pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "#FFFFFF HOW DO I GET MORE TURNS??? CAN SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE???????????"
[30-10 11:53pm] Shepherd ezarc says, " "
[30-10 11:56pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "anyone?"
[30-10 11:57pm] Shepherd ezarc says, "*kicks the room in the ass to wake up*"
[31-10 12:01am]
Which is why I hate n00bs.
A story by Caitlin.
*tips hat, bows, and leaves*
Monday, October 30, 2006
Eek the Second
| Your Quirk Factor: 68% |
 You're so quirky, it's hard for you to tell the difference between quirky and normal. No doubt about it, there's little about you that's "normal" or "average." |
| You Are a Peacemaker Soul |
 You strive to please others and compromise anyway you can. War or conflict bothers you, and you would do anything to keep the peace. You are a good mediator and a true negotiator. Sometimes you do too much, trying so hard to make people happy. While you keep the peace, you tend to be secretly judgmental. You lose respect for people who don't like to both give and take. On the flip side, you've got a graet sense of humor and wit. You're always dimplomatic and able to give good advice. Souls you are most compatible with: Warrior Soul, Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul |
| You Are Strawberry Ice Cream |
 A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core. You often find yourself on the outside looking in. Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works. You are most compatible with chocolate chip ice cream. |
| You Should Be A Cancer |
 What's good about you: you're incredibly kind, caring, and generous What's bad about you: you can be too moody and impossible to understand In love: you enjoy wining and dining the object of your affection In friendship, you're: likely to depend on other friends for emotional support Your ideal job: historian, marine biologist, or religious figure Your sense of fashion: you dress to match your mood You like to pig out on: classic home cooked meals, like mac and cheese |
So not Aquarius then. Odd.
| You Communicate With Your Ears |
 You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker. What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions. You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself. Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod. |
| You Are Incredibly Logical |
 Move over Spock - you're the new master of logic You think rationally, clearly, and quickly. A seasoned problem solver, your mind is like a computer! |
| You Are 80% Pure |
 You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human. Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while! |
Heheh...
| What Your Sleeping Position Says |
You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front. Shy and private, you yearn for security. You take relationships slowly. You need lots of reassurances before you can trust. |
| You Are a Life Blogger! |
 Your blog is the story of your life - a living diary. If it happens, you blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible. |
| You Have Fantastic Karma |
 You are a kind, sensitive, and giving person. And all your good deeds will pay off - if they haven't already. But you're not so concerned with what you get in return anyway. You have an innate caring nature - and nothing can change that! |
| Your Personality Is Like Ecstasy |
 You're usually feeling the love for the world around you - you want to hug everyone. And while you're usually content to sit back and view the world with wonder... Sometimes you're world becomes very overwhelming and a little scary. |
| You Are Emerald Green |
 Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you. Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show. People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate. But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you. |
That is soooo far off.
But hey.
Running away time! Or lunchtime. Either way. Yay, food =)
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