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about me name: n/aaliases: kit, kits, kit kat, the smart girl, foxay, an chin age: 18 location: socal, usa hobbies: anime, manga, reading, writing, doodling, video games, french horn likes: all of the above, being lazy, mushrooms, cheese, animals, laughing loudly in public dislikes: nuts, stinging/biting insects, religious fanatics, violence, olives contact: coloredink@mailcity add .com wishlist playstation 2car summer job a good night's sleep money stress-free life trigun dvd box set realistic wishlist dayworld by philip josEfarmerkabuki by david mack long-term obsessions anime/mangayaoi/shounenai clamp music animals life and living video games current obsession(s) schoolap tests currently reading nothing newcurrently playing dark cloud 2ffx currently watching hana yori dango (20)utena (23) gto tv (27) mirage of blaze (6) witch hunter robin (18) weiß kreuz gluhen (9) naruto (33) wolf's rain (15) get backers (27) rose of versailles (16) matantei loki ragnarok (5) scrapped princess (5) |
Monday, May 26, 2003 [link] 07:21 p.m. listening to: some music and stuff Okay, so, ya'll know that a while back, I plugged Kagerou like crazy. Well, Fireball (the artist) is going through some pretty heavy shit right now, so she's putting up an emergency auction to make some money so she can get out of her current situation. I'd donate/buy something if I could, but I current have no bank account/credit card/anything I could use to purchase something online. So all I'm going to do (for now) is pass on the word. Help her out, and maybe get some nifty art in the bargain. Monday, May 26, 2003 [link] 01:17 p.m. listening to: "For the Sake of the Song" - Azure Ray My day has gone well so far. I slept well and long (well, after crawling into bed somewhere around two-thirty AM), woke up and had a good brunch, and then received a phone call from Ms. Wilcox with an apology for leaving me out of the whole senior business. ^^;; So she's going to mail a thingummy to me. A book of some sort. I hope Darcie can come over today. I've wanted to do some writing for the past few days, but I can't think of anything. Argh. Monday, May 26, 2003 [link] 02:00 a.m. listening to: nothing My father's sick. It's annoying because the first thing everyone asks is, "Does he have SARS?!" If my father has SARS, you'll be the first to know. My plans for going to Malaysia are probably going to be put on hold until Winter Break. I'm really frustrated, but what with the SARS thing and all, I guess it's better to wait a little while. Despite my being a teenager, I am not invincible. All it takes is that 5%. I should be asleep, but I hate sleeping nowadays. I don't know why. And I'm not angry at Jess, in case people haven't realized that by now. I hope Darcie can make it over tomorrow. We have a lot of anime we need to finish watching. I should probably get some sleep now. Sleep is good. Even if it's bad. Sunday, May 25, 2003 [link] 07:57 p.m. listening to: nothing Just got back from my aunt's silver anniversary celebration. Mmm, good eatin'. I still feel very removed from my family. I mean, I love them, and I know they love me, but. . . we have nothing to talk about, really. I don't ask about their businesses/jobs. They don't ask about my writing. They don't watch anime or play video games. I don't. . . do whatever they do for fun. Jesus, I don't even know what my own family members do for fun. (I envy people who share hobbies with their families.) Kelvin offered to help me move in, once I get up north (he lives in Palo Alto). I thanked him, and added that he'll probably be assaulted by dozens of Saturday, May 24, 2003 [link] 10:14 p.m. listening to: "Cathedrals" - Jump, Little Children Rachel and Darcie just left. Poor Darcie. ^^;; She wanted to stay the night, but her mother wouldn't let her. I didn't want to get her in trouble, though, so I hope she doesn't get heat at home. I obsess over things. This is a bad habit of mine. I won't say anything, but I'll worry about it like a dog at a bone, until I either figure it out or put it out of my mind. It'll stay on my mind for days. I will lose sleep over it, and I will lose all sense of concentration. I need to get over this, because it's unhealthy and solves nothing, but I'm not sure how. I feel things too deeply, I guess. I take everything just a little too personally. Given some times to calm down I'll be a rational human being again, but I've always had a really bad temper. I just learned to control it, a little. But still, I need to learn to let things roll off me. Saturday, May 24, 2003 [link] 02:15 p.m. listening to: "Time Of Your Life" - Green Day Today is one of those stay-at-home-by-yourself-days. Sometimes you just have these "alone days," you know? So today I don't particularly want to talk to anyone, I just want to stay at home and read books and think about my life. I guess, compared to some people, I have my life under control. I know where I'm going to be next year, I know what I'm going to do, and I have a vague idea of what I'm going to be doing for the next year or so. Darcie's coming over later today. We've wanted to get together and watch anime for a while now, so this makes me happy. ^___^ The girl is anime-deprived, poor child. I suggest that you all amble on over to my livejournal and read the latest entry. There's an excerpt from the book I'm reading right now. Something to make you think, just a little. Friday, May 23, 2003 [link] 11:16 p.m. listening to: big honkin' playlist Nothing like anime/related paraphernalia to escape from reality for a while. Which I really, really need to do, because reality has been very intrusive lately and I'm disliking it. Little things like locking the door in the morning are reminding me that, one day, I am no longer going to carry my key because my father's going to sell the house. I ended up sitting in the quad today sketching the school for no reason I can really discern other than that things were seeming not quite real. I stumbled across this quite a while ago, via a blog. I oooed and aaahed over it a bit, then proceeded to forget all about it until today, when someone linked to it on their blog. The site has quite a bit more content on it now, although I haven't looked at any of it. I love this book so much. Speaking of books, I'm missing a few of my favorite ones. If I loaned any of the below to you, please return them. I need to start packing my stuff for college soon, and I'd hate to lose any of these books, as they're some of my favorites. They're getting awfully expensive nowadays, and Swordspoint in particular is out of print. Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner The Last Unicorn by Peter Beagle Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman The Dream Hunters by Neil Gaiman Season of Mists by Neil Gaiman There's a few more books I'm having trouble finding, I just can't remember them right now, so this list might or might not get longer. I really, really want to find Swordspoint. I can easily replace The Last Unicorn and Good Omens, but Swordspoint is out of print and I don't know how much I'd have to pay for a used copy. Furthermore, it's difficult for me to buy things online nowadays. ^^;; I'll be selling most of my earthly possessions in the near future, so if there's any of my stuff you want, be sure to tell me. If there's anything you want but aren't sure I have, ask me and I'll tell you. Prices are negotiable. Friday, May 23, 2003 [link] 05:21 p.m. listening to: "True Light" (acoustic) - DNAngel Oh my God so pretty~~~ *_* o/` kanashii hodo hikari dashita. . . o/` I want to learn all of "Loch Lomond" and "Waltzing Matilda" and then sing them very loudly in public. I tried to take a nap today, since I've been so generally exhausted for the past. . . week or something. So after a light snack, I crawled into bed, started dozing off. . . o/` ding dong~ o/` Got up. Answered the door. It was my cousin, Siean, who generally comes over on Friday and Sundays to play video games (the PS2 is his; it's just at my house because he doesn't have a TV in his apartment). I let him in, announced that I was going back to bed, and then proceeded to crawl back into bed. Started dozing off. o/` ding dong~ o/` Siean answered the door. I heard a voice--probably Kelly, one of my dad's friends. I attempted to fall asleep. Failed miserably. Rar. I hope people know that these blog entries are not particularly indicative of my mood or feelings. I mean, one particularly "ranty" or "angry" entry doesn't mean I'm going to still be angry for days afterwards. o_O;; I mean, yeah, I beat dead horses, but my attention span isn't quite that long. Vanessa: You don't always have to choose sides. Sometimes it's best to just stay out of things, especially if they don't really have anything to do with you in particular. Thursday, May 22, 2003 [link] 05:09 p.m. listening to: "Down to This" - Soul Coughing Gen: Dammit, the fates are against us! I completely forgot that this Sunday is my aunt's 25th wedding anniversary, and I promised I'd keep that day open for her. **beats head against wall** But we will meet. If you can be on AIM sometime tonight or tomorrow night, we can discuss this and figure something out. **cries** I want to go downtown so badly! Wednesday, May 21, 2003 [link] 3:04 a.m. listening to: the chatter of the media center The school computers never seem to know what day or time it is. It's actually something of an anomaly when it's on the correct date--such as today. Gasp. You know, it occurs to me that some people may not know the significance of the "/bitch" down there. And that is to say, uh, a /[term], in HTML, ends a command (well, not really a command, I guess, but for the sake of explanation I'll use that). For instance, <i> is the command for italics. To end the command, you use </i>. So in yesterday's post, I ended the command for bitching with /bitch. Funny ha ha. Yes. I've been in a stupendously bad mood these past couple of days. I think it's the heat. Or maybe it's just PMS. Who knows? Tuesday, May 20, 2003 [link] 02:45 p.m. listening to: nothing Tired. So very, very tired. I haven't been sleeping well lately. Even if I'm sleepy when I crawl into bed, I end up tossing and turning for another hour before finally drifting off. I'm getting a little peeved about the whole prom thing. Originally, I was not planning to go out. I was planning to stay home. And then someone said, hey, let's go out, just a few of us, and we can hang out. And I was like, okay, sounds good. Then Jess gets asked to prom and she agrees. And yes, I'm a little cranky about it because she was one of the original people who came up with the idea and helped us plan it and everything, but I don't really blame her. Because, you know, that's the way the ball bounces. And her mom or whoever is still going to drive us wherever we want to go on prom night, which I really, really appreciate. The problem is that she's dragging people with her. Oh, you're going to prom? Aw gee, I think I want to go, too! **fume fume fume** At this rate it's just going to be Anco, Rebecca, and me. Which would be fine if we didn't plan on drinking, because I'm a depressed drunk, and I need people around to keep me happy. Me? No, I would never go to prom. Even if someone asked me. Actually, if someone did ask me, I would laugh heartily in his face and say no. Why? Because I'm an evil bitch. And also because I know perfectly well that I am not the most elegant of butterflies. I am fat, ugly, sarcastic, bitchy, and altogether an unpleasant person to be with for an extended period of time. Anyone who asks me must be extremely desperate. Also, going to prom costs a lot of money, requires that I wear a dress, and requires me to be in a social environment without any chance of getting away. I would have to dance. That is not my idea of fun. While I'm on this subject, I got a letter today telling me that I'm eligible to participate in a pageant of some sort. The use of the words "modeling," "swimsuit competition," and "talent competition" lead me to believe that this is a beauty pageant of some sort. . . . HAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh my God, that's rich. They really don't know who they're sending these things to, do they? And also, those of you who are already out of school/getting out of school this week or the next (excepting college students): I HATE YOU AND I HOPE YOU DIE. /bitch |
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