SO I wrote a song for me to sing on a uke I will never get. and I was trying to make sure I had some reference so I recorded me singing it (it sucked), and I heard something scary.
Besides my voice I heard static. really bad static. and then I heard barking. Of a little dog.
While I was recording I heard none of this.
I also don't have a dog in my apartment.
Can I be scared now?
AUGH! My teacher in LA lit caught me sketching Zacharie from "OFF" in my sketch book, and it was him with a shaded face and his masks in each of his hands and OMFG!
I draw the outline of the body first, then I start to fold the wrinkles of the clothes against the outline of the body I made. but my teacher was passing by and, I realized it looked like a half naked guy I was drawing with a shaded face and so I was trying to draw the neck part to his sweater and omfg. it just looked like a necklace and my teacher did not come past my side of he room the rest of the period holy crud I traumatized him!
I've been sick for 2 days, and have not been on here for what... four... three? @u@
Sorry. Hope the stuff I had on Queue was still okay so you did not notice (though I only set it to 2 per day... maybe I should set it to more incase this happens again... I have like 300 posts at the ready right now)
Sorry, it must have been a 48 hour virus or something, jeegus. Like seriously. Non-stop pains, stomach aches, headaches, chills, 101 fevers. Like jeeze... it was funny yesterday when I tortured myself through school though (today I stayed at grammies house like 3 blocks away). I felt kind of like I was going to faint ALLLLLL day. But what really was funny was what happened my first 2 classess.
So my first class was Phy's ed, and my pal next to me asked me what was wrong (I honestly thought I was hiding my pain pretty well, but when you're next to a real pal you can't hide much) and I just told him it was some aches and pains. Nothing really to worry about. But GOSH I could not even roll the stupid rubber BOWLING BALL!
So yeah.. I tried to take it easy while my demon teacher wasn't looking (she has a sweet spot for me but still.... I don't like using the connections I have for 'special' treatment. it's unfair towards others.)
so in Exploring music class (which I never wanted to take.... it was what I was given in compensation for the art class I should have recieved. But I am getting straight A's in there because I studied and practiced music for over 6 years. So free A's basically. Like being graded on a state essay. Easy as long as you know what they want.) I sat down, headthumping. Then...
WHOOOOOOSSHHHH
Here comes the nosebleed! I'm a chronic so I was just like "oh hey... I'm kinda having a nosebleed." as my nose drips at like 90 BPM (beats per minute... get what I did there?) and my hand is a pool by the time I get to my teachers desk (2 feet away from mine) and grab like 5 tissues. Which I quickly bleed through, and students start pouring in, staring at me like a freak show. Not really, the just looked at me so pitifully it made me snicker. They grabbed a couple more tissues for me, and I let my mind wander as I lost blood. I tried to imagine what kind of red my blood would produce on my watercolor paper I had. Would it be dark, or would it be pink like most cheap watercolors. It sounds crazy now, but when you have a fever and are loosing blood fast (straight from your brain) this is what you think of.
then my friend suggest I go to the bathroom. I wonder why I did not realise I should before. I do and I wash my face. I think of leaving my hands stained in blood so when freshies ask to get them lunch and they don't believe I'm sick I can show them my hands, but I decide against it.
It was funny. It was like my head was PMS-ing.
today I just lazed about, finished homework, and felt the love of my frail grandparents. They live so close by but I am rarely allowed out, or to church since my mother changed religions (which is scary, I mean... I don't mind she's atheist but she could have told me... her daughter... and not some stranger she calls boyfriend)
Hope ya'll had a dandy day fellows and keep smiling! <3
So "Story-girl" pointed out that human reproductive relationships are hetero, while Trolls are bisexual, and she did not get to name the "Leprechauns".
BUT! Look at this! I am so into math I have turned even this into math! Hetero= 1, Bisexual=2, x=x (< leprechauns)
so humans = 1 quadrant. 1^2=1
Trolls = 4 quadrants= 2^2= 4
So leprechauns have 9 quadrants... which means x^2=9, which is x=3.
I used to never want to show you guys my old weeaboo days on Quizilla... but there it is. XD;; and this lead me to reading my fanfictions on there... all of them... that are STILL TO THIS DAY! crappy and incomplete.
Now I'm feeling nastalgic... :'D omg for some reason I still like that poem because I feel like it would be mean to laugh at my old self. This is worse than having you guys look at my baby pictures (I was adorable back then... now I'm a monster XD )