Ah, i seem to have done myself in again. I have a week left till freedom for five weeks, then it's back to the droning push that is school .I am really debating on just getting an education through cyber school, because I'm sick and flat out tired of Highlands. I've ben taking two summer courses through Moodle, and it seems really productive. I am actually learnng. But the whole 'slow internet at home' thing has been getting to me. I'm missing deadlines as usual, mostly because of technical issues.

On wednesday, I didi in fact go to the movies to see HP:HBP. Since Becca needs to get her mum off of her back, and we don't chill nearly enough, I grabbed her and she came along too. It was oh-so packed in the cinema! We had to take the handicapped seats. y-oops. Since my family are, hello, lower class Americans, ten bucks a seat is a bit pricey, so instead of seeing the I-MAX, we saw the $5.15 matinee. Let me tell you, when it comes to film experience, you get what you pay for. The screen was all blotchy and had spots on it like an old film. And the resolution was way off, like a bad old tube monitor that you couldn't adjust. But it was totally worth it. Once again, Warner Brothers has let the fans down by omitting some of the juiciest stuff. Some descent snogging scenes were included though. Funds ran low and we didn't get to dress up either. Bah, oh well.

Also on Wednesday, the annual People's Library book sale started, so me and mum went and staked out the goods, and spent about $4.50 each. We came back on Saturday, the holy grail of book hunters; Bag day. That's right, as many books as you can fit into a paper bag of $3. $3! You couldn't pay me to not go. After a good four-full bags, we called it quits and went home.
Out of curiosity, we weighed our purchases, which totaled at about 64lbs. That's roughly 5 cents per pound, you can't buy deli reject bologna that cheap, it's a bookworm's heaven!

For a certain someone I found the last three of four books in one of her favorite series... *coughAlyawasacheapwhoreanywaycough* BRITTY~ :D

The first one just wasn't there, or Id've jumped on it. I also found a personal favorite in pristine condition, Mattimeo, by Jaques, and a assload of old Christy mysteries. Not to mention a deck of cards, a couple goodies with 'blood' in their titles, and the complete collection of Sherlock Holmes in one volume. Holy crap.

Well, now I'm just procrastinating. On Tegaki E, I'm currently on a WIP for Tsukiko's lioness, no I haven't forgotten.

Blargh. Toss us up some bezoar, aye? I'm getting lonely over here.

pluh

Nothing much happening here, kind of perpetually busy. My computer at home is having more fail, much to my dismay, and it's effing up my summer school experience. So I'm at the library right now, doing this instead of what I should be doing. Some nice man let me on his computer because he'd finished early.

piece h'out-


Also, new favorites include iviva la gloria! from Green Day's newest CD, and the video below, which has reached viral status before even being released in America.

dividation

I'm sick and downright tired of X and Y. Variables in general piss me off so much right now that I'm not even going to mess with my HTML now. I've been using MS Paint as a notepad for my homework, and it sure does help with equation solving, and it's easy on the trees too. Oh how I love my tablet. <3

OH! The sixth Harry Potter movie is out on Wednesday the 15th! Normally, I wouldn't make such a fuss, but it's not like I can wait outside Borders for another book to come out. *sadface*

So me and Mum plan do dress up like total n00bs, and wait outside the theater. I plan to dress up Shane like Snape and drag him along with us for the fangirls. Oh, magical.

In the news, the owner of the Pittsburgh Pirates is ofically disgusted with the team, so he is selling them on E-Bay. I kid you not.

polska

It must be that time of year again, because the whole house smells like cabbage. Around here, there's a assload of Polish-descended families, so the local festivals are alight with perogi, kielbasa, halushka, kruppi, and glompki. I don't think I spelled that last one right. Oh well, you get the idea. Cabbage, meat, potatos, garlic, and beer. Add a ferris wheel, a down stairs bingo, and a duck pond and you've got yourself a festival.

I always loved making the perogi with all the old local ladies. They were all made by hand, the goo in the middle, the tasty outside, then pinched together between various thumbs and forefingers, times this process by a couple thousand and enjoy. The ones that break open while boiling are the tasters. Sadly, these oldies are pro's, and only two broke open last year.

One year, a wind storm kicked up ten minutes flat, tossing the tents to the sky, and the food to the earth. Nothing was seriously damaged come morning, but it scared brick shit out of twenty or so people who were on the wheel when it started. And some kids too. But the bingo hall kept on playing. I actually won some money that year. I think it was about $15. Not bad.

fist pump

So much nothing is happening up here in Penn's Woods, (or down here, depending where in the world you are, reader). And from personal experience, that is a very good thing.
Yesterday, I helped my Mum gather six carloads of free community compost to fill in the ditch in our front yard. So now, my back is bothering me a lot. I took some ibuprofen a few hours ago, but it's worn off since. I don't think my scoliosis helps the matter, but I don't really mind it.

When I woke up this morning, I was so damn cold that I ignored everything and coiled up under my comforter for another ten minutes. That, of course didn't help a bit, so I trotted down to the basement and found the fuzziest pair of socks you could imagine. Normally, socks annoy me. But I was freaking cold. I wore them in my favorite pair of converse lo-tops all morning. Which is saying something, because I'm not barefoot foof for nothing.

Today, I decided to jazz-up my lamer blog, so I pulled open trusty ol' Gimp2.4 and doodled a 14 layer header, and a 7layer footer that you currently see. Nothing too complicated or serious. I've made a sidebar border too, but I can't seem to use it... fft.
Also, thanks to the movely flash toys at aBowman.com, I have a lovely little lucky koi pond. Go ahead, click to feed them. (I was thinking about getting the turtles, but the koi are so simple and darling.)

Yeah, I'm still in the dumps about Mike. But hugs help. Anyway, I gotta pop on Moodle today yet to upload my math assignment. I really don't wanna fail.

kaboom

Happy america day, pesants.

Yes, while I am not patriotic, I do enjoy a good hundred or so mortars being launched into the air above a large crowd, then exploding into flame with sparkling, crackling colors, and a massive bang.

So last night, I went down to Natrona and sat just outside of Dresher stadium to watch some fireworks. Me and Mum and Shane, Dad tagged along a while afterward. Asia pounced me, (quite literally), so we sat with her, Boo, Brit's Mum, And some lady I do not know. During the show, Mini-Mike showed up and sat with us.
Before the show, Dad had offered us free stuff from the shop down the street. So to get rid of him, I sent him on a wild goose chase after a Monster, which took him about 20 minuites, because he didn't know what a monster was.

In the end, he came back with a can of Cherikee Red.

I gave it to Shane while he wasn't looking.

We had really good seats. I can tell you this, because we were close enough, that I got hit with some falling ash. Mum got dust in her eye too. And the sparks of a blue mortar landed about ten feet from us. Still glowing blue and everything. :D

But whatever.

I got home, and my computer shat all over the place.
Oh it was such a mess.

LATER, at about two in the morning, I sat in bed with 'the lake house', and was reading for a while. Some time later, I figured that I'd be in trouble for staying up late, so still wide awake, I put the bookmark in and turned the light off.

It was 4am. I was in bed, and I was mentally wired. A book that intrests me can keep me awake no matter how badly I need rest. Same with a good game. Amazing. They should do scientific experiments on me.

But they should pay me too.

things

For no particular reason, I feel like listing some things that are on my mind. enjoy.

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1. I have an ancient pair of roller derby skates that I wear in my basement. They are black leather and have their original orange stops and wheels. But they need laces, so I don't go very fast.

2. It has rained so much over the past week, that my back yard was honored with the presence of a red-winged black bird. He ate some bread, skwaked a bit at some sputzies, and flew off. My mum saw him.

3. I am depressed.

4. Since borrowing Brit's stuff, and watching Underworld, and that music video, I ordered some CD's from the library, Atreyu is now one of my favorite bands.

5. A sputzie is a regional name for small, common house finches. There's millions of them here. Apperantly, it's a polish dialect.

6. In the news, that girl who got 56 stars tatooed on her face was lying. She got exactly what she'd paid for, but figured her parents would be angry, (which they were) and lied.

7. Lying is one way to make yourself the instant laughingstock of the intarwebs.

8. People who listen to Korn are stereotypically frightening.

9. Boo.

10. Korn is one of those bands that can perform live and still sound good. So is Aerosmith, t#12lly, MCR, and I think AC/DC.

11. Linkin Park is not one of these.

12. Monster shots do nothing for my energy. ...lost does though. Strangely enough, ...lost is made by Monster.

13. Today, I downloaded emulators for N64, NES, Wii, Gamecube, GBA, and I think Atari.

14. BUT I CAN'T FIND ANY WORKING GAME ROMS, DAMMIT. AAAAARGH. >:C

15. I am currently listening to 'King Queen' by GWAR.

16. GWAR once played live on the Oprah show, in full costume.

17. I don't much care for the number 17.

18. The number 12 is nice though. (ba-dum-chii!)

19. ...

20. I'm done now.

hydroplane

Yet again this year, a nightmare lives in the school i attend as a legal matter. As if one life were not enough, another was claimed.

fuck.

Why do my friends have a habit of dying young? Is it because they are careless, drunken smokers/stoners that live hard? Out of pure accident, truth says no. It had been raining, and Spring hill road is notorious for it's dare devil danger.

Here's to you, Mike Martinka. Say hi to Brandy for me. I'm missing you both.
(So much for graduation. I would add 'getting laid' in there, but you were teens. I know better than that.)