Inside Kimmy’s Mind

Spent the weekend at Mija’s. We fixed up my room so now there is a bed in there. Its comfy.

I’m still going to miss my own bed back at home though. Its perfectly molded to my body and its just perfect. But I have a huge headboard so bringing it to the apartment would be a huge hassle. I now find headboards such a waste of space and beds would be better off without them. Especially when you are moving into an apartment. So I have a new roommate. She is my cat in-law and her name is Missy Ella de la Flaca. So freaking adorable. She is a calico cat and I had no idea that calico cats are always female. There are no male calico cats. O.o Crazy. I have always been the owner of male cats. Spicy was the only female cat I would spend any time with. But other than her that was it. So its interesting to see how different a female cat is compared to a male cat. Her and Tomo don’t actually get along…yet. But I’m hoping they will get used to each other soon enough. They both hiss at each other every now and then and when she comes in to the living room Tomo will hide and keep his distance. But once we move in to our new town home there will be enough room for the both of them.

So tomorrow I’m going to UH to find out what books I need. And to find out exactly where my classes are. That way I’m not lost during the first day. I looked online and my classes are relatively in the same area. They aren’t too far from each other. So I shouldn’t get lost. -.- Doesn’t mean I wont.  But lets hope I don’t. There are maps all over campus so I should be able to find my way even if I do get lost. I only have 6 more class meetings and only 3 more weeks until I actually start living in Houston. How am I supposed to get my license in three weeks? There is no way. -.- This freaking sucks I always take too long to do things. And this should have been done a long time ago. I am in no way read to drive around in Houston. I still haven’t driven around my small town how am I supposed to drive in Houston?

BREATHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I must not panic. But panicking seems like the easiest thing to do among the many things on my to do list. >.< I wish I had gotten my license last year. But did I? NO. Why did I think I could do everything within months? Its impossible. And I realize I am feeling sorry for myself and complaining when I should just try to make the best of things. But its pretty damn stressful. And I just wanna lay in bed all day and forget all about the things I have/need to do. Can I do that? This makes me think about worry dolls. In the 3rd grade my teacher had us make worry dolls so we wouldn’t stay up worrying about TASS. Your doll would worry for you and you would be able to sleep through the night worry free. I worry all the time but its only now that I remember the story about worry dolls. Strange what the mind suddenly remembers.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIJA!!!! Today my older sister turns 25! She is so old. hahaha

Ok so I’ve learned that not all counselors are there to help you. I am transferring and I have a lot of questions that I need answered before I register for classes. And I’m not even allowed to register for classes anyway because I have this TSI hold.

STUPID MATH YOU RUIN MY LIFE!

-.- (ahem) So I decided to email the head adviser at the Uscholars center. I replaced important information with blah blah.

Hello,
My name is Kim Vera and I am transferring to UH in Aug. But I have been having trouble with registering for classes, and the advisers I have been dealing with have not answered my questions. I realize that U of H is a large university and with all incoming freshmen and transfer students it must be difficult to handle each students problems. But the semester is drawing near and I still have yet to register for classes. I am fully aware that I have a TSI hold. During ART I met with blah blah (a counselor) and she had said that she didn’t have my THEA scores. I was confused as to why this information wasn’t included in the transcripts I sent over. But these scores were too low anyway and didn’t help me in anyway. But still she said that she needed these scores and to fax them over as soon as possible. I explained to her that I am currently taking math 0408 but this class doesn’t end until August 18th and classes start the 23rd. This doesn’t give me enough time to enroll a week before classes start. I then went to talk to my Counselors at Brazosport Community College and they showed me my official transcript with the THEA scores listed. So I faxed my scores last week and I still couldn’t register. I was under the impression that once I faxed those scores the hold would be lifted. I tried calling blah blah at her office since she hasn’t replied to my last email. But she wasn’t there so I called the Uscholar center. I am then told information that I directly told blah blah  during ART, that my THEA scores weren’t high enough. I was then told that I would have to meet with an adviser and they would help me with this situation. But I am confused because if that is all I needed to do then why wasn’t this addressed during ART? I explained my scores weren’t high enough and that I was taking a math class yet still the hold wasn’t lifted. I don’t mean to sound rude, but I am just concerned that the classes I have selected will close and I will not have a schedule for the upcoming fall semester. If you could call me at blah blah  I would like to discuss this further or if you can meet with me I would really appreciate it.

Hope to hear from you soon,
Kim Vera

She replied quickly saying that the counselor I was emailing was no longer part of the Uscholars program and that is why I didn’t hear back from her. -.- How difficult is it to send me an email telling me that? Is it difficult to give me another adviser to work with? I’m so frustrated. Anyway she said that she has their records specialist working on a solution. And that she will reply to me soon. I really hope they get back to me as soon as possible. I’m just worried, what if they don’t find a solution? >.< That scares me.

Anyway so enough about frustrating things. For the past two weekends Mija and Jody(sis’s boyfriend) came and stayed with us. He bought this game Munchkin and now we play all the time. We are so nerdy I love it.  And I have fun playing the game. Its how I bonded with my future brother-in-law. During this game we were in a dungeon where you were switched to the opposite sex and have to change your name. If any player called you by your real name they lost a level.  lol  Mija was the one who said our names the most. Also my best friend Missy just had her first ultra sound. She sent me a picture and I was like oh wow. This is so surreal. She is going to have a baby! XD And I feel so special that she keeps me updated. I love her so much. I keep calling her baby sea monkey. I probably shouldn’t call her/him that anymore. Especially when it does have a sex.

Sea Monkey!!!!

I updated Mind-Speaks.

So last Friday my sister and I took care of our neighbors 5 yr old for a few hours. His name is Kyle and he is really adorable. However the time I spent watching him has not changed my mind about children. And I still find them annoying and can’t see myself having any. Unless you can guarantee that they will come out as well behaved children.

Kyle started off shy and quiet then progressed to talking a mile a min. He then showed off his pet turtle and explained how his older brother Nick was really mean to him. I then reassured him and said that is just how older siblings are. And before I knew it, Kyle was no longer shy and quickly became hyper. Watching Kyle wasn’t difficult, it was just really exhausting. I kept wondering if he was a little girl would it have been easier? I imagined she would have wanted to play dress up and tea party or give me make over. Of course I’m sure picking out a dvd for her to watch would have kept her quiet and happy. With little boys however, they have no attention span. They have to be doing something and get bored so easily. I have no problem playing games and pretending to get hit by pretend bullets and Kat and I played dead on cue yet he had no mercy and thought it was necessary to hit us with his taped up plastic gun. What is it with little boys and hitting? Do they not understand that if you hit someone with a toy gun it does hurt?  -.- After killing us he picked a dvd to watch, which I thought would keep him distracted for awhile. I was wrong. He was quickly distracted by his toys and kept taking out different toy cars to show us and expected us to admire them. We oohed and awed to keep him happy but then that wasn’t enough. So he thought jumping on my back was fun, it wasn’t like he weighed a ton. But I’d really rather not have a monkey child jumping on my back. I played it off and would swing back and forth to make him laugh then i started tickling him. He started laughing uncontrollably and then said that if I continued to tickle him he would start crying. -.- I told him that if he did that again I would tickle again. He stopped. Another thing he did to pass the time was taking items that weren’t his, such as Kat’s cell phone, glasses and her right sock. He would run off with it and we would run after him, I think the trick is to appear uninterested and he will return it. But we didn’t want to risk the chances of him hiding Kat’s things. He locked himself in his parents room for a few seconds and finally I threatened to call his mom. We went back to his room to catch the ending of the movie. I had hope the movie would have done a better job at entertaining him. But it didn’t. After the movie was over he took out racing tracks for his cars, and set them up in the living room. I was up first. I pushed the little green button that would push my car, and he won. Children love winning. Why is that? I mean I know winning is a nice feeling. But why does that matter at such a young age? He continued to win. I continued to seem disappointed at my lost yet happy for his wins. All of a sudden his boxer Jeda (not sure on spelling) thought my lap looked comfortable and laid on top of me. What is it with large dogs thinking they are small lap dogs? I’m not a fan of large dogs nor small yippy yappy ones either but Jeda was a sweetie. So I let her lay on me while Kat started racing Kyle.

Kat would win a race. Kyle would ask to trade cars. She would say no however Kyle took that as a yes and would do it anyway. With children you usually just let them get away with things because they don’t know any better. Kat didn’t like that Kyle thought it was ok to cheat. I told Kat don’t worry about it. Its just a game. And this just left Kat annoyed with Kyle. That made me laugh. They continued racing and Kat would go and get a new car. If she won he would switch their cars. I was up again and this time he put other cars and an alien figure on my track to prevent my car from winning. Clever little booger no? Finally Kyle got bored and we started another movie. He went to get milk and I told Kat to help him. He then turned and went back to his room, Kat asked him what was wrong and he answered with,”You’re gonna bring  it to me.” I just started laughing. 5 years old and already used to women waiting on him. Of course he is a child so he has a good excuse. What excuses do grown men use?  Kat just got more annoyed. But brought him the milk like I asked. She told him not to spill it. He said of course. Kat and I were so ready to go home. I don’t know how women can take care of children. But the women that raise little boys, are heroes in my book. I wish you good luck on raising a little boy Missy. But I have faith in you, because you are gonna make an amazing mother.

Today’s song is Woman by Wolfmother. I love playing this song on guitar hero.  

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I’m finally done with finals. I finished Wednesday. A glorious day.

I was ready for this semester to be over with. I mean not as much as I wanted spring semester to be over with but a close second. I mean the only thing that sucks about this semester be over with is that I probably won’t see my crush. But thats ok because it has morphed into a school girl crush that will absolutely go nowhere. Of course I’m the lazy type that doesn’t mind that it will go nowhere. Sad really. But its cool because I made an awesome friend. He is a really interesting type of person. That I wish I could be more like. He has a nice personality. Wow that sounds cheesy. >_< But its true. In my opinion.

But besides that I’m extremely happy that this semester is over and done with. I can now relax until the next stressful semester. I just need to make sure that I have the correct math because low and behold I passed math this semester! Holy fuck I know. Its crazy. I thought I would be lucky if I made a low c. But nope I ended up with a “B”. So this semester I have an A, and two B’s. Now I’m just waiting for my government grade. I hope I passed that class. -_- Back off negativity. I need a negativity shield because I’m a downer. >_<

Change of subject You know what I hate? Besides math. Walking contradictions: people that just continue to spout of nonsense that contradicts what they said before or someone other time. Like Do they change their opinions and beliefs depending on who they are talking to? Can you even do that? I mean even if you met them for the first time? Do these type of people just say what they think you would agree with? Is it that important to agree with someone? I mean for me I like to meet people that have the same interests as me, you some common ground. But they don’t have to agree with me 1oo%. Different is good at times. I just annoyed when one time they say this and then the next they say something completely different. Why can’t they just say what they themselves believe? Is it really that hard to be yourself? And I do not see this as a defense mechanism. Because when people up their guard they either talk a lot and babble or they can’t manage to mumble a single word. Which I’m both at times. If I have nothing to say I keep quiet. If I have an opinion to express I babble it.

Also another type of person I dislike are the people that have no idea how to end a conversation. Last week a friend of mine was getting hit on in a creepy like way. The guy would talk and then leave with out properly ending the conversation. He just left. And then came back hoping to continue. Hey buddy I’m sorry but the time has passed and there is no going back. Well anyway he did that at least two more times. It annoyed the hell out of me. We had no idea that he would return and when he did it was some what awkward. Which is something you want to avoid when you are coming on to someone. And his pick up line of choice,”Hey, why don’t ever you say hi to me?” Very clever. You see my friend has greeted him before. Along with shared the oh so subtle smile and wave tag game. But I believe this was their first sort of “long” conversation. We then joked and said her reply to his come on should have been,” Why don’t you ever say bye?” If only we knew of his inability to end a conversation. But now we have one heck of a inside joke.

Next Are you prone to word vomit? Word vomit is when you say something you didn’t mean to say. No not like turrets. This happens when you don’t think before talking, or you think too much before talking. The reason I ask is I’m aware that there are socially awkward people in the world. And I might ( ok I know I’m socially awkward)be a type of socially awkward but I’m not as bad as they come. I mean I know for a fact that I freak out and blow things way out of proportion. Especially dealing with the opposite sex. I mean its one of the most embarrassing interactions people have to deal with. Aside from class speeches and singing in public. I word vomit a lot and after I freak out I then try to brush it aside. Pretend like it never happened. I know not the best approach. But remember I’m socially awkward. I can’t help it. Ok well I’m going to play a bit more BAM(I’m addicted) and then hopefully fall asleep. I shouldn’t have taken that nap. But I was so sleepy. ~_~

Good night/morning.

Ok I hope this doesn’t make me a hypocrite but I must say it. I don’t mean to offend people. But when people start off with that, it usually means they are being offensive.

Outrageous: I have been browsing other people’s blogs on Globe of Blogs. I have submitted my blog to be listed there I’m not sure how long it will take for it to show up or even if it will. But I submitted it nonetheless. Like I was saying I have been browsing other blogs. And I must say I am nothing but disappointed. I know not everyone can purchase a domain, thats why there are free blog accounts like blogger and wordpress. (My sister pays for mine so I’m one to talk) And I realize not everyone is a master web designer. But what shocks me is the bloggers that do use free blogging accounts and say that they are a web designer but use the free layouts that most Blogger users use. Where is their sense of individualism? Bloggers are supposed to be different. (Ok so again I’m one to talk- my sister created my layout. But I am learning HTML coding and going to try to make my next layout) But in my defense I’m not a web designer nor a graphic designer. But I have a sister who is and she has paved the path for me to enjoy my blog. If your blog isn’t in a sense you, you aren’t going to feel like updating it very often. Which brings me to my next point, after finding displeasing layouts I also found out of date blogs and not found urls. Did the out of date people forget about their own blogs and just decided to ignore it? Did the not found owners just decide to cancel purchasing their (poor choice in name) domain? I just can’t imagine ignoring my blog. I mean, when I was younger and used livejournal and greatestjournal I did ignore them/forget about updating them. But that was way before the internet became my life.(pathetic I know) But I’m a NERD! Blogging and vlogging is what I do. The internet allows me to vent,communicate, and be vain. I can be me without shielding myself from judging glares. I mean I’m sure I’m judged online as well. But I don’t have to worry about them. But why can’t those that made their blog accounts stay true? Especially those that proclaim their lives are nothing but the internet. I understand that life gets in the way, family and work. But don’t you see that your blog is an escape from that. Its the place where you can vent. This day and age allows us to do so many things that can be 100 percent you. No two people share the same life, you might have the same experience but everyones are different. Whether its a blog entry, or a vlog, or a layout for a website. This is the blogging generation. Don’t care if others don’t want to read what you have to say. Because odds are there is always someone that will find and like what you have to say. Your opinnion is yours. It may change now and then but its still yours and yours alone. And I love reading what others have to say. Blogging is a trend you want to follow. And I’m embracing it.

I just wish a lot of other people would too. I mean why aren’t there more people blogging? You talk about yourself, and who doesn’t like talking about themselves? If you hate writing there are many different substitutes. Like, a photo blog- you take pictures and post them with a tiny description if you wish. Or there is vlogging-video blog. You film what you have to say instead of writing it down. Or if you don’t wish your face to be seen there are podcasting. Which I have been meaning to give a try. Podcasting allows you to talk and say what you want to say with neither been seen or having to type out a single word. The trendy thing right now is to be nerdy and artsy. Two things you shouldn’t mind being. I’ve been nerdy and artsy my entire life and I say welcome. I just think that there should be a lot more bloggers. I just want to meet someone that blogs about their life. Not celebrity lives or anything to due with that world. Just real life. Creative people living life the only way they know how. I hope to find people like this when I move in with my sister.

Me me me.

Yup. I might be moving out next fall. Its just a thought right now, but I think its time to start the next chapter of my life and get serious. I’ll be 21 next fall and I think its time to move out my parents house. Damn I better have my license before I turn 21. That is my goal for the summer to learn how to drive the Youkon. Its huge and I can barely see over the wheel but its all I have to practice on. I have only driven my sisters Cavalier and Cobalt. I wish I had the Cavalier to drive. But there’s no use worrying about the past. Its in the past and I can’t do anything about it. But any way I think even if I don’t have my license by then I think I will still move in the fall. But I’m hoping to be able to drive for awhile in my small town before moving to the city and having to drive in a hectic scary place. That part terrifies me. But so does having to take the bus at night. During the day it wouldn’t bother me so much. But I’m not a morning person. But I have a feeling once I move I will have to change a lot things. Not just my address. -_- At least I already know my roommate. Shes crazy but at least I won’t have to worry about her stealing my stuff, I’ll probably be stealing I mean borrowing her things. I’ll just have to worry about her freaky cat Tomo. Because he hates me. (And don’t say he doesn’t Mija because he so pushed me for no reason.)

Oh shit its 8:11 am. Damn Mija was right I was going to end up staying this late. I slept the entire day Friday and woke up around 7:30 at night and that is why I am still up now. WTF? Seriously I need to study today but I won’t be able to do that if I’m spending my time sleeping. Time is valuable and I need it for this coming week if I want to past math and Gov. and Webd. My main focus is math, then Web design, followed by Government (which is open book). After Wednesday I am free for the rest of December. This time last year, finals went by so quick. It was like they didn’t even happen. This year they seem to be taking there time. Yet I’m losing time. Sucks.

I should go to sleep. I am clearly tired and the dark circles under my eyes are starting to sink in making me look dead so I should sleep. Of course the dark circles aren’t from irregular sleeping habits. But from staring at my laptop with only my lantern lights on. tsk tsk Kim. Sigh I am such a nerd.

It was crazy. This was the first time I was up for Black Friday sales. We went to Walmart because of mom’s discount. And because Walmart has better prices.

Day One 11-27-09 : So we bought a mixer, a printer, and mom got us each a DS lite. I really wanted the green one. But hell I was happy. Plus the green one wasn’t on sale like the others because it was a bundle pack. And I can just buy a green case. I think I only have like two more weeks of classes. Then I’m done for the semester. I’m so ready for that.

Day Two-12-6-09:Right now I’m watching SyFy’s Alice. I love watching these types of movies. Plus hello Alice in Wonderland is one of those stories that you can never get tired of. Its been told over and over in many different ways but with similarities. I’m liking Alice so far. Can’t wait to watch it Monday night. Today is Hyun’s birthday! He is 21. So a happy birthday to the little booger.

Day Three-12-7-09: Typed out that first bit the other day. Now it is Monday. Just finished watching Alice. It was so good. I loved it. Hatter and Alice ended up together. Oops sorry gave away the ending didn’t I? My bad.

Spaced out.

Day Four-12-8-09: It is now 5:24 a.m. I kept getting distracted from finishing this entry. -_- First it was Alice then washing clothes followed by showering and then lastly what took me forever to finish…straightening my hair. It has gotten so long that it takes longer to straighten now. I want to cut it short. Just above my shoulders short. I’ve had it that short before but thats when I didn’t have bangs. I think having it short with bangs would look odd on me. Oh and how unfair is the weather right now. It is now just icky and rainy outside. So unfair. Damn I’m not going to be able to publish this entry quite yet. I’m not done. But I have to get some sleep before its light out. >_<; My poor corrupted sleeping patterns.

Remembering John Lennon.  Not many people in my generation like classic rock. So there are a number of people that have no idea who The Fab Four were/still are. I have often heard people referring to The Beatles as, “old people music.” But they will never get old for me or my sisters. Twenty-nine yrs ago today John Lennon was murdered. He was taken away for no reason at all. John was such an amazing musician. And although I didn’t know him personally many generations know him through his music. He will always be remembered.

John Lennon-Imagine

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Day Five- 12-9-09: It is 12:52 am. Holy crap. Look how long it is taking me to write out this blog entry. I kept adding to this post but instead of publishing it I just kept saving it until I finished it. Why do things keep getting in the way? lol Ok well I need to be strong this weekend and study big time for my math, web design and government finals next week. And after Wednesday next week I will be officially done for the semester. I cannot wait for January. I get my new cell phone. Gaaaaaaaaah I’m such a tech brat. Thankfully my NDS has done its job well and has kept me distracted. However, it is also a distraction from the things I need to finish. And that is not good. Like prepping for finals. -_- I hate the week of finals because it sometimes feels like there is never enough time. And I lack sleep. I really need the Christmas break to rejuvenate. (I know a 20 yr old has no right to say that) I finally learned how to make my Vimeo videos into wmv format using Adobe Premiere. Yay! I already uploaded a video this week but I didn’t know what I know now (that sounds confusing) so I must wait until next to upload another video. But I think I’ll wait until finals are over. Good thinking right?

Good night/morning world.

My cell finally kicked the can. Actually there was no kicking involved, just the loud yelling of profanity.

It happened so fast. My whole world flashed before my eyes as the screen went blank. Ok I’m being over dramatic here but I can’t believe my cell is dead. I feel so awkward without it. And to top it all off right before it broke I had just gotten a text message from my crush but I wasn’t able to reply to it. How unfair is that? I mean it just had to break at that particular moment. Is this karma? Am I being punished for wanted a new cell phone? T-T Which I can’t get until January. I can’t wait month to get a new cell. I am the most impatient person ever. I hate waiting a day let alone a month. So until that glorious day in January I am going to have to use an my dads old cell phone. I have to transfer my numbers and stuff to the old phone tomorrow. I hope I can do that even with the phone broken. I swear if I can’t do that I’m seriously going to go crazy. I know it shouldn’t be causing such a serious uproar. But I cannot not have my cell. This only further proves that technology controls my soul and behavior. It makes me go crazy if I don’t have it. This isn’t the first time that technology has turned its back on me. I freaked when my laptop broke. But there was a time way before that. Now journey back with me to a time (now I don’t remember the year so bear with me if you will) where the once popular Giga Pet was still popular. You know the virtual pet in the palm of your hands. I had finally gotten a Giga Pet to call my own x amount of Christmas’s ago. It was a cat, yellow and triangular just like the one in the link I provided above. I immediately opened it and named my cat ready to embark on the journey to owning a cat. Well sort of. I played with it and not long after setting it up I dropped it and it broke. No more kitty. I being a child at the time cried. Every time something bad happens I always think of the time right before the horrible thing takes place. Thinking I could have prevented it. (Yes I am mourning my broken cell. I have serious problems) Anyway so I was deeply sad and crushed about it. My mom being the hero she is, took back my broken virtual pet and returned with a new one. Wow this story just makes me seem like a brat. Not exactly what I was going for. >_< My point is that at a young age technology has had its cold grasp of doom on my soul. I still have that Giga Pet and if I were to buy batteries for it, it would work. How can a Giga Pet last for years and my fucking cell didn’t last two years? Stupid LG: No life isn’t good. I didn’t realize the effect of having a cell phone. Because one you get used to something there is no going back. >_<

In other news. I am thinking of leaving Youtube and switching to Vimeo. Now I didn’t start vlogging or blogging for an audience. I am simply doing it because its fun. It includes two things I find very fulfilling. Writing and video editing. But the Youtube community is mean and cold. I only have 32 subscribers on Youtube so its not like I get a ton of views. But every now and then I will get a mean comment from some horrible person.

The recent one said,”Your sad not because you like Kidrobot but because we dont care.”

Now do not get me started on the proper use of Your and You’re. I know I have slipped now and then. But I try to fix that mistake as soon as possible. I deleted this comment because well it annoyed the hell out of me. And another thing who is the we they are referring to? We as in the world? Because how does he know others don’t care? I know there are 32 people in the world that care enough to subscribe to my videos. So that right there proves them wrong. Anyway, so I’m getting tired of Youtube. I think Vimeo will be more accepting to my vlogs. My next vlog will be uploaded to Vimeo and I will see out it goes. Now I’m debating on deleting my Youtube account. I think I will keep it because I still have people that I’m subscribed to and I enjoy their videos. Plus I have quite a few vlogs on my account. And quite frankly I’m way too lazy to switch all of those videos over to Vimeo. Plus this give me a chance to try a new more exciting vlogging style. I should have more fun with my vlgos. I think I’m more witty in my blogs than my vlogs. I should make them less boring. (see I’m not in denial)

I have a test tomorrow..today so I should go to sleep. I hope I pass it. I’m still upset about my cell phone. T-T I don’t think time will heal this wound…only a new cell phone will. ;P

So I went to Oni-con this past weekend. And got to see the Jrock band Born, and the solo artist Satsuki. Their performances were the only ones I was awake for. The two other opening acts were really unnecessary.

Which sucks because Tomo from echostream is adorable and an excellent guitarist. He should be in a band with other hot talented Japanese men. Not weird Americans minus the female singer. I think she is Japanese. Anyway, I didn’t like their songs at all. So I sat to the side of the mob of people and slept. Yes slept. How does one sleep during a concert? Well since you asked. For me it was quite easy. These concerts don’t always have a lot of people. So it wasn’t like the whole room was packed. Like I said I sat off to the side and just put my hood over my head a fell asleep during the boring performances. Simple. But I was immediately awoken by Born’s performance. They scream a lot. But I didn’t rejoin the mob. I’m one of those lazy people at concerts. I don’t always get into the head banging. Normally I stay in the crowd for a while. But since I stayed up making the Halloween bags for the band I wasn’t in the moshing mood. Nor was I in the mood to be drenched in the singers spit. He would occasionally take gulps of water and spray the audience. He also occasionally touched himself or would slide the mic down his throat for an awkward dirty reference. What would a Jrock concert be without fanservice? The singer would kiss his band mates which I find hilarious. This is the first band I’ve seen live that did that much fanservice. Phantasmagoria didn’t really do that, 12012 not so much, Sugar and Dio I don’t remember either of them partaking in fanservice. But anyway it was really fun. I was tired as hell but I still had fun.

I got a Cure Magazine which Born signed and a cute Panda bento. I love bento boxes they are so cute. This is my second one. It was one of the cheaper ones yet still expensive. In Japan this bento would cost like 10 bucks. But here in America it is 20. >_< Not fair. Kat got one as well except hers is a pig. I found a frog and bear one online. So I might buy them the next time I get money. Whenever that is…anyway I only went Friday for the concert and Saturday for the Q&A and photo/autograph sessions. Since they did that all on one day I just slept in on Sunday. The hotel they had it at this year was too small. They should have it at the George Brown Convention Center again, because although they were unorganized with it you had room to move around and breathe. And another thing I hate about conventions is that older people should dress in proper attire. Like cover up. I mean really did some of these women feel comfortable wearing nothing? I mean even chicks that have the bodies to wear nothing wore more clothing than this certain lady. I turn the corner and hello cellulite. I mean I don’t mean to be rude. But for the love of chocolate cover up. I mean dress your age. And underwear is not an outfit. Nor can it be used when cosplaying as a character. It should be worn under clothing, or over if you wish. But never by itself. GAHhhh The memory is reburning my retinas. >_< So aside for the venue being too small, and old people not covering up and people getting in my way, it went well. The lines weren’t as bad as they were for Phantasmagoria. So thats was cool. And I got to meet interesting Japanese artists and get their autographs.

So that pretty much sums up my weekend. I am now being slapped by reality now. But on the plus side I made a 92 on my Web Design test that I didn’t really study for. All I did was skim through the power points before my class. I do not suggest you to make this a permanent study habit…or in my case having no study habit at all. On the minus side, I haven’t finished my Web Design assignments so I need to finish those asap. Another minus, because there is always more minuses than pluses. MY CELL PHONE IS BREAKING. I didn’t even drop it. Both my mom and sister’s cell have the same problem. But theirs is due to dropping their cell with great force. And theirs are in worse condition than my own. But its not a coincidence that they are all cracked in the same spot. How is that even possible? Anyway, I have to wait til January until I can get a new cell. And I am one of the world’s most impatient inhabitants. So waiting is like excruciating pain to me. Ok so I’m exaggerating I know its not that long until January. But still. So it doesn’t really cause me physical pain. But it does cause me emotional pain. My cell is an extension of me, and I have become the type of person that communicates via text messaging all the time. I never thought I was that type of person (theres absolutely nothing wrong with cell people) I just never thought I would have to have my cell with me every time I left the house in order to function right. And thats exactly how it is for me. So I can still use my cell right now, but its cracked and pretty soon its death is likely to happen sooner rather than later. Before you know it the screen will no longer be attached to the number pad. I doubt it will still work after that happens. So I must be careful with my dying cell phone. T-T I hope it can last until January. I can’t wait until I get a new cell. Its time for a new one. Minus number 3 I believe? I have no idea what to paint for art. It can be anything. And I am having trouble? Sucks. Must think creatively and artistically. Hopefully I can dreamstorm (Garrett’s term) tonight.

Ok night world. I need motivation!

At this exact moment I am watching the show Lie to Me and I can’t help but wish I was able to tell when others were lying by hand movements and facial expressions. That would be nice.

I am in a little predicament. I have a test later today in Web Design. I haven’t studied. At all. I also have a painting due tomorrow before my test. And now what am I doing at the moment? Well Lie to Me just finished, and I am updating my blog now stopping every now and then to straighten my hair. -_- I really do need to learn how to use my time wisely. Because if I don’t I will keep getting myself into these situations with my classes. Bleh I mean I already stay up half the night reading so its not like I would get more sleep if I did use my time wisely. >_< But I felt like I should take time to update my blog right now because I haven’t updated a lot this month and I felt like something was missing because of it. So here I am updating about procrastinating. Among the other things I keep putting off are sending my best friend her care package. Sorry about that Missy. I keep putting it off because truth be told I haven’t quite finished stuffing it with enough things to make you smile. I mean I know I can send multiple packages at different times but I want the first package to be epically awesome. ^_^ So just know it will get to you as soon as I deem it worthy.

Ok so I am extremely pissed at the idiot that is my cousin Gabby. But she is no longer my cousin, yup I disown her as a member of my family. I no longer want anything to do with her nor do I care what happens to her in the future. I am passed caring. As children we didn’t always see each other and when we did we never got along. She was usually busy conning me out of something I owned. Thankfully, as I got older I started using the complex organ known as my brain; and when she and her family moved into my home, (after a number of years of not seeing each other) I got smart. Which is more than I can say for her. Now I’m sure you’re thinking, “Gosh what a harsh bitch.” But you see I’m not being harsh. I am merely speaking the truth. Now I am aware that it is pretty bitchy sounding but true nonetheless. Also you have no idea what type of person she is. I have updated about her before. Except in my previous entries she remained nameless. I had some common decency. However, now any sympathy I had for her is long gone. I don’t really want to get into explaining the idiocy that is Gabby so I wont. I just felt the need to vent the anger I have towards her. I am tired of being related to an idiotic narcissist. In her small not fully developed brain, lies nothing but thoughts concerning herself. Yes I know duh a person thinks of themselves often because…well we can’t help that. But when it comes to family and friends? No only Gabby herself has pain. No one else in the world exist or feels anything. I have also had it up to here with how she treats her mother. Her mother is my mom’s twin sister. And she just so happens to be my favorite Aunt. And I don’t like it when my family is being mistreated. Especially if its by another family member. (But she no longer a member of my family) Now some of you might think, (not implying that there are a ton of people that read my blog) ” Aren’t you afraid of Gabby reading this entry?” Now that thought has crossed my mind but not in fear. No I hope she does read it. So she knows not to call me or IM or any other form of communication. But of course she won’t read this entry because even though it is about her she has too many other “important” things in her life to worry about. Like moving in with an older man to live the life of luxury. You see, Gabby is still stuck with the idea that happiness is only measured by having someone to f***. (Pardon my language. Normally I would just type out the word. But some common decency remains.) So instead of helping her mother, she plans to move in with a guy she ( for all I know) barely knows. Who is in fact her rebound guy. And thinks tra la la la everything will be fine. What she doesn’t see is that people get bored easily. Most of those people happen to be men.(Knock on wood when I say this. Damn you decency) And when rebound guy gets bored he is is gonna want someone else to measure his happiness. (corny I know sorry about that) Meaning he will no longer desire her taking up space in his apartment. IT IS THE 21st CENTURY DAMMIT! Women do not require men to live a happy life. I mean yes falling in love is what most women dream about. And I’m not saying I don’t wish to find that but I’m not going to fret about it now. Plus Gabby is confusing love with sex so she doesn’t fall under the sane women category.

So here is a message to my no longer cousin Gabby: Do not talk to me. Ever. I think you are past redeeming yourself. I find your selfishness tiresome and I want nothing more to do with you. I hope moving in with your current lay is worth it. And I’m not really sorry if this hurts your feelings, but lets face it we both know my words have hurt you before. But thats when I was holding back. I know this is somewhat immature and new levels of bitchy for me. But I have held my tongue too long. Judging isn’t a good thing to do. But I am merely human and I can’t help that. I just usually kept what I thought of you to myself. Well and among a few others. I really did hope you would somehow change your perspective on life and for the love of chocolate put someone else before yourself. Because f.y.i. there are other things in your life, besides guys and sex. Which to me is all you seem to care about. This isn’t to start a high school dramatic war, it was merely my last attempt to get through to you. And the last words you will hear from me. Even though I do wish to tell you so much more in person. Only I can’t handle the thought of you let alone the sight of you. Do try to take care of your health. (Theres that decency again. Damn.)

Well I should finish my hair and my painting. I let my rant exceed its limit. And I must say I feel better. Blogging about my anger has a nice after taste. (That sounds weird.) It leaves me feeling refresh. I want to take this time to apologies to my aunt if she for some reason finds and reads this entry. I’m sorry I wrote horrible things about your daughter. But I mean every word of it. And I want you to know, I love you unconditionally and expect nothing in return.