Wow, Emma has a blog?

2005-02-08T19:16:00.000-05:00

What a day...let me elaborate with this long overdue update.

So, well, I'm tired so I'll cut to the chase. A kid named, Adam died this morning. It was very sad and we were all sorta put out for the rest of the day. So, what occured was severe schedule changes. I mean SEVERE! The head honcho's over here probably coulda rethunk that, so I didn't have Health two days in a row. *shudders* But anywho.

I got some art supplies over at the old art store (duh). I love it in there, it even smells artsy. My Mom had to pull me away from the prismas. So pretty they are. Ok, talking like Yodah cannot be a good sign. But I digress.

I need to apply myself. So I'm going to do my health thingamabob EARLY! *heavenly trumpet blasts*

Dr. Seuss

2005-01-11T22:43:00.000-05:00

You are Horton!

YES! I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY GOT HIM TELLING THE TRUTH!

Ok, compose yourself Emma. Due to my involvment in the play, 'Seussical', my old Horton obsession has been revived. Me and my Mom are crazy Horton fans, so I decided to type in 'Horton the Elephant' on Google and this popped up. Who knew? I'm also getting a Horton t-shirt, parental permission pending. Anyways, I'm all psyced about getting Horton in a 'Which Dr. Seuss Character Are You' quiz, without cheating! Although I'm not really that exact discription, it's still nice to pretend I'm as awesome as Horton. I mean, he pulls off the name, 'Horton'! That alone should win him a medal.

Anyways, I was re-reading 'Horton Hears A Who', and the poor guy goes through a freakin' lot! I mean, he's almost tortured for pete's sake! Well, I guess my definition of 'tortured' may be different than yours. So answer me this: Do you think being tied up, put into a cage (that's way to small for you), and forced to watch your friends be boiled is torture? Anyways, in true Seuss fashion, it all works out in the end. I think everyone should read their favortie Seuss book once a year (or more). You catch so many meanings and new stuff. When I was a kid I definatly didn't feal that sorry for Horton, at least not like I do now. Poor Horton, he just goes through it all again in 'Horton Hatches The Egg', which I have to read again if I can find it. But at least he gets a kid in the end (that moment, by the way, gives me warm fuzzy feelings every time.)

In closing, Horton the Elephant is awesome.

I'm in love!!!

2005-01-05T16:03:00.000-05:00

Yep, I've finally succumbed to my teen hormones! I got a crush! Calling it a crush is sorta demeaning though. It’s more like...undiscovered love. Yeah. And more some deranged, but highly enjoyable, feeling, I think he likes me too. It’s great, I’ve known him for a while, and we’re into a lot of the same things, we can talk so easily, it’s like a second nature. Being with him is just...YAY! He's sorta immature (not really, but you know how teenage boys are 9_9), but I really feel if I was in a bad situation I could count on him. I’ve been thinking about him non stop for a week or so...I’ve never really done that before. *Sigh* Everything feels better when I’m around him. I count the periods until I can see him again. It’s like I hit a brick wall and I can’t figure out what’s going on. I really, really, really wish I could tell him outright I like him..love him...wanna be with him forever...I’m getting ahead of myself, a lot. But the point is, I’ve been totally ditzy because of it. I can’t concentrate, I just think about what I’m going to say to him later on. Whenever I touch him I get this tingle, not sexual or anything, just the pleasure of being close to him. Not to mention he’s cute.
Ok, you want to know what I did after I typed he’s cute? I thought about him FOR EIGHT MINUTES! That’s how severe this is. I’m...head over heels, so to speak. The pathetic thing is...I have no confidence, and I couldn’t face rejection...unless someone could inspire me *hint hint*. The best case scenario is him whisking me off my feet and declaring his love for me in a knight-esque fashion. Although, for some reason I doubt that will happen. I never thought I’d be asking for this, but I hope for an awkward pause, the kinda where two peoples eyes meet and the have one of those Hollywood kisses. I just wish...*sigh*. Maybe a few more sideways glances could seel it for me. I just need to keep it up, I guess.

The end...of the end

2005-01-02T17:21:00.000-05:00

Well, break is over after only just beginning. And, as a result, my mood has been a little less than normal. I've been listening to Nite Mamas over and over while drawing odd pictures. I really liked one...so I'll show you through link.

http://img78.exs.cx/img78/4848/abstract6rz.jpg

It was inspired by how fragmented the world is today. How we attack unprovoked over trivial differences. How blood of the innocent is often spilt.

Remember?

2004-12-30T12:41:00.000-05:00

Remember when I used to update this blog everyday? Remember when I WASN'T depressing? Remember when I could spell? Oh...me neither. I think someone must've clocked me over the head with some form of sand filled bag, and they must've hit my "blogging' section of the brain. Meh, oh well, the blog goes on.

In other news, I've been saying, "oh well" a lot recently. That means two things:

1. I've turned over a new leaf and am now looking on the bright side of things.

2. I've got a lot of stuff to say, "oh well" about.

I'd say the balence each other out into some form of....something. Hmm, that guy who hit me must've hit the vocabulary section of my brain as well. He probably hit my memory section too, because I can't remember being hit on the head.

Peace out dog fo' gangster yo! (At least I still manage to sneak in the Homestar stuff now and then, this wouldn't be my blog without it.)

I won something!

2004-12-23T04:26:00.000-05:00

Yep, I won an online Survivor game! Who knew, right? And, Emma if you make fun of me for this so help me...Just kidding ^_^. Why would So help me? Anyways, I'm quite giddy and not making much sense. Also, it's about 1:26. So I might be tired also. I got my Christmas shopping done. So that's good. I can't really see why I'm posting a entry that has absolutely no meat (you know what I mean!) or substence....I'm jealous of a blog I just finished reading. His entries were about...well I don't remember exactly, but they were a good deal longer than this one! Curses! Ok, now I'm turning into a old-timey radio villian. Oh well, I'm awaiting some news that I should recieve tomorrow. It's going to affect my life more than anything else. But my mom would kill me if I published what it was for anyone to read. So I can't tell you, at least not now. All I can say is that it's life changing, and will either make me very happy, or drive me into a downward spiral of depression. Let's hope it's the first one ^_^.

That was a huge rant, with very few important things in it. Shame on me.

I'M HAPPY THESE DAYS!

2004-12-20T23:22:00.000-05:00

I'm really happy recently, maybe it's the holidays, maybe the fact break is almost here, or maybe it's this warm presence I've felt around me lately. Whatever it is, it's awesome. Now I need to make sure I bring all my duties, chores, etc. to come party with my head in the clouds. What a day, scratch that, what a week. But I'm enjoying it.

Oh yeah, and I need to get some physical therapy on my ankle over vacation, but I don't really care, BECAUSE I'M ALL HAPPY!

And my grandpa's turning 80, which is cool. Happy early birthday gramps. Even though you don't read this, I want all my friends to know when you were born. Ciao. (<- I hope Emma doesn't take me being corrected by someone else the wrong way. You're still my editor Emma!)

I remember this time when I checked my email...

2004-12-13T06:14:00.000-05:00

I really want my confermation email to get here. This is all I'm going to type. I bet you want to know what I'm getting that would send a confermation email. And why I even want the confermation email if my thing(s) are still going to get here at the same time. Sorry, it's to early to go into depth.

Hmmm

2004-12-10T23:30:00.000-05:00

Well, I haven't posted in a while. I guess that's because a lot has been going on. I don't feel like being funny today, not that I ever try to be funny, but you know. I found myself to be at an odd point in my life. Not exactly where I was, but not where I want to be. If the world was an oyster, I would be an...oyster..er. I can't seem to hold onto anything. I feel like I'm turning to friends for advice on things I used to ask my Mom about. My life is changing and I don't want it to. Now don't figure me to be a selfish child who wants everything to stay the same. It's not in human nature to accept change. I just feel it should come gradually. I have feelings for people I haven't had before, I really can't explain them in depth mostly due to the fact most of my friends read this. I feel simultainiously trapped and free by these feelings, leave it to me to achieve the impossible.

But, all is not lost. Not even half is lost. Through the guidence of a friend I have sort of reached a zen-like point. A few days ago I felt kinda taken for granted by my friends and family...I really felt like I wouldn't be missed if I was gone. So I tryed it out on a good friend of mine, scaring him into thinking I was suicidal. And it just made me feel like crap. Firstly for hurting my friend, and secondly that I had actually sunk so low that I would lie about something like that to get a reaction. The truth is, people do care about me. A lot. I have to stop taking my own silly made-in-my-head thoughts and start looking at the world from a new angle, the right angle. I think I'm growing up. Wow, what late night epiffineys can do to a person.

I'm starting to feel like it's New Years...

Wow

2004-12-03T23:26:00.000-05:00

I've got a lot of stuff to do this weekend, let me list them for you!

Birthday: My friends, Max and Ari, are turning fourteen and I am attending their party. I think I'm getting Ari a Marshie shirt and Max a video game. I know it sounds a little lopsided, but me and a friend are pitching in together for Max's.

Homework: Well, leave it to me to be totally swamped with homework. To tell you the truth, most of the stuff isn't really that hard. But I just don't want to do it ^_^.

Drawing: I also have a ton of drawings to process and make.

Friends: I'm meeting a few friends tomorrow to disscus our website. Should be fun. I only have a few hours though.
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Yep, that's pretty much my weekend.

Oh, I almost forgot,
Being Blindingly Awesome: Well, that's not really hard to do ^_-

The End

2004-11-30T17:56:00.000-05:00

Wow, it's the end of November! I just realized it! You know that means I've actually kept this blog going for almost a month. Soon all my posts will be cursed to live out the rest of their pitiful lives in what I like to call, "The Novemeber Archive Link." Too bad...well too good really. I mean who knew I could keep something up this long? I must be growing, and by that I mean spiritual growth. I don't want or need to be any taller. Ok, later (for reals this time.)

Tee Hee

2004-11-30T17:38:00.000-05:00

I've been giggly today, which is very unlike me but whatev'. <--YOU SEE! YOU SEE THAT! I NEVER use weird slang, only awesome slang. I'm not myself. I need to get some air...or was it water? Fire? Well, one of those element dealies. But today was good in spite of my giddiness. I had challenge, which was cool as usual. And...I had lunch, which I unfortunetly couldn't eat...because I had no money. And I was trying to tell Ari something but he was ignoreing me, and then I forgot...BUT NOW I REMEMBER! I was going to ask him if he'd seen the thid installment of the "One Ring To Rule Them All" series. Which rocked. I can't remember why I wanted to ask him that though. Maybe it was to make fun of him, I dunno. Anyways, tech. crew meetin' is on the 'morrow. I'm tryin' to get invited to a friends house by way of inviting myself over to a friends house. Come to think about it, I should probably call them. At 8:00. Cause I think that's when they get home. Ok, in short, I'm cooler thaaannn....that tree stump. Later.

Whaa!!!??? 12:54? This thing's broken.

2004-11-28T15:54:00.000-05:00

I can't believe this. It's 12:54 and I'm no where near getting to sleep. I think I'm an insomniac, or at least an embrodac. Randomness aside, I really don't know what's going on with me. I mean, all of the sudden I'm deliriously happy? What!? That can't be right. Must be a typo, after all it is late, and we all know more typos happen....when it's...late? Leave me alone with my unknowingness, I can handle it...maybe.

Anydangway, I want to link something in this post. A great story that deepened my obsession for Homestarrunner.com, namely Strong Bad. It's called Pom Pom's Eleven. Uh-uh-uh, call me lame if you want, but uh...THIS YEARS LAME IS NEXT YEARS AWESOME, IT'S WORTH THE FREAKIN' WAIT! So, *ahem* as I was saying, the aformentioned (am I using this right? Emma?...A little help?) story, is amazingly well written and just amazing in general. I mean, RClock is just a genius with words, plus he's a really nice guy. Here, I'm going to link you to his site, read his stuff, it's awesome. You can also check out some of his other stuff too, he has a lot of neat stuff on there.

http://rclock.sitesled.com/

Emma Glaze will be right, right back!

2004-11-24T17:37:00.000-05:00

Well, the week is almost half over. So soon I will be back home! I have not been totally cut off though. Listening to 'My Fair Lady--Original Cast Recording' while Dad and Helen were shopping for a bird was/is fun (they aren't home yet...and I'm still listening to it.) But sadly, one of my Dads business associates is comeing for Thanksgiving >_<, and I can't be my cooky self...or blurt out random quotes from obscure TV shows and/or web cartoons. For example, you won't be hearing me screaming, "Hooray for helium! Hooray for gerbals! Hooray for Mark Llama and his gerbal farm!" while Mr. Business is around here. I have the song 'Without You' stuck in my head...and I can't feel my toes...wait no that was a lie. Let me get another song in there.....ok! Um...maybe I shoulda left it as it was. Something tells me 'Homestar Runner will be right, right back! Homestar Runner will be right, right back! Homestar Runner will be right, right back! We're coming right back after these messages! We're coming right back after these messages!' will get a little annoying after a while. Well, if that happens, I'll just listen to 'Ballad of the Sneak' which, contrary to what Ari says, is a pretty good song. Maybe I'll by on of there CDs...meh, probably not.

It's 2:55...

2004-11-23T17:55:00.000-05:00

I'm going to try something a little different today:

its two fifty five here at 3002 windpole avenue ok im not at windpole avenue but i thought if i gave out my actual location some stalker would come and stalk me anyway its two fifty five here and im feelin fine right now my friends are probably packing up there stuff because my school lets out at two fifty five i hope you all enjoyed this post with absoulutly no punctuation no capitalization and soem misspellings im sorry about the crossed eyes you will probably have them for a while oh and try saying this out loud as if it were a big sentence itll be fun

My name is not email Sam...oh ah...so please don't call me email Sam...oh ah...

2004-11-21T17:16:00.000-05:00

Well, I've been getting an overwhelming amount of emails about the titles of my posts. I personally don't think it's any of there business, but...what I think is usually wrong. So...I'm gonna tell you why my post titles are so weird.

Firstly, if you know me, you know I like homestarrunner.com...heck even if you don't know me you read this and have probably infered that I like homestarrunner.com. In fact, I have found myself particulary obsessed with *duh Duh DUH* Strong Bad, the awesomest guy on the web (and, dare I say, the world?). I mean, who wouldn't love a guy who had a big head both literally and figurativly! Here's a picture of the coolest guy in the world:

Semi pixelated Strong Bad

You're probably wondering what in the world I'm doing talking about Strong Bad when you despretly want to know what's up with my post titles. Well, it has a lot to do with it actually. You see most, not all, but most, of my page titles are quotes from said website. For example, "You'd better break yourself.." is a quote from a Cheat Commandos toon, 'Shopping for Danger'. And "did you step in something" is a quote from 'Strong Bad is in Jail Cartoon'. I use these in an effort to prove that anyone (with enough knowledge of the site) could go a whole day using nothing but homestarrunner.com quotes and still make a little sence. I plan to do it one day...just probably a day when I don't have school.

I can't relate! I can't RELATE!

2004-11-21T10:32:00.000-05:00

Ok, I'm going to do something I haven't done in...ever, WRiTE AN ACCOUNT OF TODAYS EVENTS UP TO THiS POiNT. So I'm sleeping, no, lying on the couch downstairs, listening to Limozeen. When I feel the urge to get out of bed, I mean couch, and get a cup o' joe. So while brewing my coffee I got another urge, this time for raisen toast, so into the toaster it went. Then my dad came in. He watched TV and I ate my breakfast and listened to my CD (a mix of Weezer, Tenacious D, TMBG, Limozeen, Kinda Long Haired Band, and Simon & Garfunkel.) So, then I went downstairs, Owen was playing some form of stupid video game, I paid more attention to my CD player. Then dad came down and asked if I wanted to go kyaking (I don't care if thats spelled right, DOWN WITH THE MAN [and by 'man' I mean people who want to correct my spelling]) I said, "OK." So there we were. At the dock. I was already in my kyak...ok I'm going to refer to it as boat from no on, wait, no I'm going to refer to it a ship. I was already in my ship and drifting around aimlessly. Dad was still getting in. As I was trying to figure what the hell these pedal-thingys were I turned around out, and there he was, in the water. I had missed the actual tipping of the ship, but it was funny none the less.

Wow, this was boring and very un-fun to write. You better have enjoyed it, because I doubt this is happening again, unless I get 100 dollars from each of you...or 10 dollars, if I'm in a good mood...1 dollar?

If you lived here you'd be home.

2004-11-20T14:45:00.000-05:00

Woah! I'm typing this from a computer that's not my own!?! Oh the humanity! Call the marines! Call the fire department! Call someone who can save me! Ok, so I am writing this from a room at my dads house. Which is apparently "mine". But it is currently occupied by Helens parents. You're probably wondering why I care...well probably not because I haven't given you any hints that I do, and to tell you the truth....I don't. Back on topic...or maybe just 'on topic' because this post never really made much sence anyways. The computer here doesn't have sound, which sucks, because I can't watch my emails...or answering machines. And if you think I'm odd for wanting to 'watch' emails and answering machines, you should check out some of those little links on the side of the page, underneath my bio. Especially if you're writting some sort of paper. Because you are trying to put it off until later by reading my blog, I assure you that those sites are a lot more pleasent to waste time at. Well, my back hurts...and my stomach hurts. But I am feeling better than I have lately. In closing, ain't no one as dope as me!

"Woah where'd this choir come from?"

2004-11-19T12:33:00.000-05:00

Ugh, why must my imune system be so weak...imunie...unmonnie? Nevermind. Woah, it's been a while...let me dust off the proverbial cobwebs that cover my blogspot account. Thats better, I hate cobwebs, they remind me of spiders...which scare me. Hm, I am going to my dads house tomarrow for the week...for Thanksgiving. And now, to answer a fake email...

Dear Emma,
I was just thinkin' and wonderin' what it would be like if you weren't the sick, stuffed up, headache striken girl with a wrestling mask (scratch that last part) that you are.

-The guy whos name I can't remember

Me: So, what would it be like if I was a healthy, um...not stuffed up girl, without headache? Easy one, TGWNICR, I would be a whole lot happier.

Oh, by the way. My friend made my day the other day by calling me up. I feel (or felt) so loved ^_^. So, Emma, if you're reading this, sorry I was so out of it. And thanks for the remarks that suggested the contrary of me being pathetic ^_<

Tis true, Pom Pom, tis true

2004-11-14T17:09:00.000-05:00

I found a weird toon on my dvd today, because I am an obsessor. Hooray for me. Anyways it's like about-well...lemme show you...

HAHA! You actually thought I was gonna show you something! You're denser than I thought. HA! What did you think I was going to do, wait here until someone visits my blog and then use my mind powers to transfer the image of the secret I found!? HA!

I don't like the smell of doughnuts

2004-11-13T10:50:00.000-05:00

I don't like the smell of powdered doughnuts. They smell like artificial sweeteners. I don't like that smell. Don't get me wrong. I LIKE doughnuts. Not all, but some. But the smell drives me up the wall. Especially those powdered ones. Like the kind Owen eats all the time. I'll need to call someone. And do some flash. I've been neglecting it. I bet it has all sortsa cobwebs...and dust.

SUPERGREAT! SUPERGREAT!

2004-11-13T08:34:00.000-05:00

Ok, I got my DVD yesterday, and it is soooooo cooul (intentional error). An I think I'm going to my friends house with not only it but tons of other good movies. Including one she's never seen. THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS! I love introducing people to that movie. Simply because everyone likes it. Because it's awesome. But anyways, the DVD is awesome and I think I am going to go watch some of the bonus features again! This line cracks me up:

"Who are you my parents?"-Strong Bad to Mike Chapman (which is the person who created him so is, figuritivly speaking, his parent.)

Veterans Day

2004-11-11T21:28:00.000-05:00

I almost forgot about this. *moment of silence for all those who served (or are serving) in the armed forces*.

I learned today in history that Veterans Day used to be called [yeah...I can't remember the exact name] Day, which meant something about laying down arms. It seems pretty weird to have a Vet. Day in the middle of a war (a pointless, awful war that is eating up ours, and other countries, resources). But hey, I'm not the president, although I know a whole mess of people who could do a hell of a lot better job the old 'dumbo' (i mean this in the sence that he is dumb, but also because his ears are ginormas), including two of my friends from school.

Am I there yet?

2004-11-11T21:10:00.000-05:00

You know that feeling when you really, really, REALLY want to be somewhere else in time. Forwards or backwards, to either fix something or get something. You are looking at (well 'reading at' would be more accurate) the queen of those feelings. I've sent in a patent application, but it's still being processed. Anyways, I am the queen of those feelings. The current destionation in time I would like to be is getting off the bus tomarrow afternoon. Why then? Because I have something coming in the mail I really want to get to seeing. Yep my DVD. Someday, technology will be so advanced that an order will be processed imeadiatly and everything will be recived instantaniously. Maybe thats where I'll want to be next, but probably not, since I'd be pretty old and decreped if not dead.

Here is something I don't understand, why does everyone love Friday? I certianly don't, well that's not true. I do love Friday...AFTERNOONS! The complete day is much less then loved by me. I do not thank god it's Friday. Friday has got to be the longest day of the week. You watch the clock. You do a math problem. You watch the clock. You answer a question. You watch the clock. You doodle on your history test. Wow, what am I saying!? That's a FUNFEST! The tediousness of Friday is magnified by the fact that I am recieveing my DVD at the end of this Friday. That will add another two perpetual minutes to every second. Yippee. I much prefer Mondays to Fridays. You have nothing to look forward to on Mondays. And the go a lot quicker. Of course, if I had been recieveing my H*R DVD on Monday, the usual Friday rules would have applied.

The OC was on tonight. Which was awesome. I don't know why I gave this little tidbit of information it's own paragraph. I don't think it has enough substence to look respectful against those other monster ones above it. It might be crushed. I probably should have put it on top. It would have looked like a topic paragraph, which as we all know are a lot shorter. It's a good thing I added all this pointless stuff to bulk it up. Hooray for me, and my ingenuity.

Really awesome thing I made!

2004-11-10T19:22:00.000-05:00

http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/190296/freakishlyawesome.swf

I made this today and it ROCKS! Ok, I know that I'm kinda bragging here, but I am really proud of it.

Did you step in something...?

2004-11-10T18:44:00.000-05:00

Yes, yes I did. Do you know how much it sucks to find crap on the bottom of your shoe. A lot, thats how much. There I was, minding my own business, walking down stairs, and WHAM! Goodbye clean shoe. The worst part was I had basicly no time before school started. The bus was coming in about 3 minutes, and I was in a pickle. So I did what anyone concerned about personal hygiene and whether someone saw it or not. I took them off and washed them off. Now, I have these great shoes, the are made of this leather-like material (NOT leather, put down your picket signs) and really flashy. So naturally they got a sole full of crap (get it, because I stepped in it, and the bottom of the shoe is...nevermind). Anyway, back to the story, the water had seeped through the shoe and made them pretty damp. But it was too late to change into anything else. So away I went outside. Now I don't live in California, it's is cold in November here, and cold+dampness=even more coldness. So lets recap, my feet were freezing, I had almost missed the bus, and some crap resedue still remained on my shoes. But one the brighter side, I ordered the H*R DVD today, with Express UPS Air (thank you mom!), and it should get here on Friday. Yay!

Letmethinkaboutit crapface.

2004-11-09T21:54:00.000-05:00

http://home.ripway.com/2004-10/190296/monster.swf

I was sick today, as you know, and with the extra time I got a 30-day flash trial. So I could get some practice in for when my grandma gets me flash for christmas. And me and my friend Ari start our cartoon series. So I made that ^. Pretty awexome, huh? Ok, I'm done gloating..for now. My friend (hey it's the same one as before) is doing a cartoon countdown thing on his blog. Check it out.

http://timewaister.blogspot.com

Ugh...

2004-11-09T13:50:00.000-05:00

I don't feel so good....hence the title...ugh...

Why must sickness make you feel so rotton. I mean, I would LOVE to enjoy this little day off I have. But I can't, which sucks. I think people should wear little gas masks when they have a cold or whatever, and that school should be canceled way more often. At least I have my computer. Which reminds me, I have to get some more blank cds. My brother will be home in an hour. I think I will write a to-do list to pass the time.

nevermind, I hate to-do lists....ugh

Has lowbrow reached a new low?

2004-11-08T22:29:00.000-05:00

WARNING! MY OPINION EXPRESSED BELOW!

Whoever is reading this, you watch TV. I don't care how much soy you eat, or what your grades are. You watch TV. "But I-I hat-" Uh, uh, uh no need to continue. You watch TV and that's that. And don't give me the, "I'm homeless" crap. You are reading this on the internet, therefore are not homeless, see you can'y get past me. You watch TV and thats final. So anyways, since you watch TV you may have noticed the steady decline in, well, humor. I mean, Fear Factor is having an 100th episode "bash". That alone is a crime. And "My Big, Obnoxious, Boss" will be making its debut soon, why not bring that boss or teacher we can't stand into our living rooms, it's comedic gold! But don't just point the finger at reality TV (although it does deserve most of the blame). All our favorite sitcoms are being replaced with awful stuff not even worthy of being a guilty pleasure. Four words, Father of the Pride. But maybe I'm being a little unfair, I mean, who wouldn't want to watch two gophers making out while another takes pictures...oh wait...me. This is all just my opinion mind you. But whatever happened to Seinfield and Frasier? Oh right, they were brought to a close. Making a bunch of open time slots for trash. I am not preaching about moral values. I am an athiest South Park watcher. I like to think of myself as a rallier for entertainment. I do like some of the shows on TV, the OC for example, The Simpsons, and Curb Your Enthusiasm. But couldn't those writers out there put a little more effort into what they make. Hollywood has become more of an assembly line then before. Some words of adivice to those whos social calender is the TV Guide. GET OUT OF THE LIVING ROOM AND READ A BOOK!

"You better break yourself...."

2004-11-08T19:31:00.000-05:00

Ah, nothing like a Monday to lift my spirits. You know why I like Mondays? Well I'll tell you. SB-emails baby, the cream of the internet crop. And there was a really good one today which makes the whole day great. Here's something I'm going to be singing for a while:

You're a girl...or maybe a wagon...filled up with pancakes.

Yep, good times. Plus (if today could get any better), DAH-DAH-DAH- DAA! THE DVD IS COMING OUT! *does the i am happy the dvd is coming out dance* Time to be a total suck up to my mom ^_^.

Ok, on to buisness (that was an intentional typo), I tried out for the musical today...or should I say Suessical. Ok I couldn't resist that. I think it went pretty well, I mean my vocal audition was good. But judging about the only thing I can accuratly judge (hehe I used it twice) is my singing, I can't really say about the rest. Wish me luck, or you could help yourself out and ask for a million dollars, don't worry, I won't stop you from being greedy (to all of you are offended easily, that was a joke [hehe "all of you" more like the two people I told about this{Woah, I feel like I'm in a complicated math problem with all these brackets}])

Whew!

2004-11-04T21:53:00.000-05:00

Man, today was a day of great proportions. I'm going to list this days events in bullet form, because I like bullets.

Play Preview: My school is doing the play "The Miracle Worker". I am the ATD (assistant technical director), or as my "friends" would say, 'someone who does nothing but gets a cool title', and the much harsher, 'Mr. Steves bitch'. Ah yes, and people ask me why I do it. But anyway, we had the preview (a little 'commercial' so to speak), which was basicly some drama and a fight scene, a cool fight scene. But the real kicker was I missed 3 1/4 periods to do basicly nothing, oh except for some spot work, I did do that.
Lunch: Oh, please, this is always a big event in my mind.
Final Rehersal: Ah yes, and if the preview wasn't enough play-related stuff. We had a last rehersal too. Despite what you may have heard to the contrary, the 'final rehersal' involves very little rehersing. Instead we have heartfelt goodbyes to the people....we go to school with....yeah. But it was cool, we had little thank-you session, or as I call it, 'thank you for doing what you do, and here's a twizzler!" Seriously folks, getting a Twizzler with a thank you is a sweet combination. It was kinda weird, everyone was telling this one kid to give me a candy for some reason, and when he did he got my freakin' position wrong! I believe his exact words were, "I would like to thank Emma, because she's my favortire microphone mistress." Microphone Mistress!? But anyway, it was funny. I gave mine to my friend Emma (yeah we have the same name, try to keep your sides from spliting). Then I had the privelege to stand outside in the rain for about twenty minutes, waiting for my mom. But, I didn't get, too, wet.
OC Premire: Those who understand the show, understand. Those who don't, I'm not going to waste my time explaining the term "guilty pleasure".

Wow, That day filled up quite a lot of space. Hoo-ray!

So....bored

2004-11-02T17:47:00.000-05:00

Ok, I'm bored. Boredom is a fickle thing. I can rarely find something that can keep me occupied for more than six hours before becoming stale, I don't know what that says about me or my attention span. But to do nothing seems like a waste, so I'm writting another blog entry. Here's a poem I just wrote.

Sitting on a window sill
Contemplating noon
Staring at a fairground
Empty as the moon.

My poetry doesn't really hold it's own out there in the world of literature. It has the rhyme, the vastness, but it lacks true feeling. I sound like a reviewer, a very biased reviewer. Ah, but as my challenge teacher would say, "Bueaty is in the eye of the beholder." Whatever that means. Bueaty is in the eye of the beholder, I just can't find any.

STARTED'd (?)

2004-11-02T11:08:00.000-05:00

wam!

Ok, I got your attention. Today is election day (woohoo). I'm nervous out of my skull, which is very nervous. I'm a-hoping my candidate *cough*Kerry*cough* is victorious. I mean we can't afford four more years. I'm shuddering at the thought. But it's neck and neck right now so, hopefully, the undecided vote the way they usually do, for the challenger. Ok my political spiel is over. So on the brighter side, I didn't have school today, because of the election (oh how does it manage to work itself into every sentence.) But, unfortunetly, no one is on AIM and the board is postless (yes, I belong to a H*R fan community, sue me.) Oh, right, right, this is my first blog entry...so, yay for me.