The TV is too loud to focus! :O
Apr. 7th, 2006 09:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pacificpikachuYeah, Dad's watching a special on Steve Martin really, really loud, which crosses out all of my plans for the night. (As in, watching AMVs I just downloaded, watching the new Naruto opening and ending themes, and reading fanfics.) So, I suppose I might as well write my entry while I have nothing better to do and while my brain is being hammered by loud (somewhat humorous) audio. It's lucky I think Steve Martin is funny, otherwise I would have probably locked myself in my room by now. Please excuse any typos or whatever other nonsense may crop up--it's rather hard for me to write with anything loud going on. ._.;
I swear, my alarm clock has been intentionally plotting to wake me up at the precise moment I am most comfortable as of late. Like so snuggly and cozy and warm that there are few things in the world that could be more contentedly sleepy. Then, next thing I know--"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP." Groan, turn over, stagger out of bed (careful not to kick Tia, who curls up in a seventy-pound ball of lab-love on the foot of my bed every night), turn alarm off, unhappily turn on the light and blind myself. BUT IT IS NOW SPRING BREAK, I CAN SLEEP IN, AND THIS HAS BEEN FORGIVEN.
Oh, Dad just turned the TV off. Well, that's a relief. And Dad just sneezed on my head while grabbing the phone. ._.;
ANYWAY. Was there much to say about today?
First period, I...uh...worked on my Darcia picture the whole time. Again. Nothing to say about that. Jessie was doing a hideous job of painting her picture. No one tell her I said that. ._.; It was true, though. She seems to have this obsession with giving her characters red outlines whenever she paints, which would be okay if they weren't so downright thick and if they didn't fall back from the rest of the picture, screwing everything up. Don't have the heart to tell her such things, though, as she usually goes on the defensive if I do.
Second period, we had "circle time" and discussed movie ratings and content. Actually quite interesting. I kept trying to think of ways to incorporate the edits made to the TV broadcast of Naruto into the discussion without sounding too much like a weird, one-track-minded-fangirl, but there didn't seem to be a way to gracefully incorporate it, so I gave up.
Third period--we had a sub. I can't express my joy at this. He told us to go run two laps around the track, so, naturally, I walked one. :D He couldn't see us from the gym anyway, and he doesn't know our names to begin with. Then we "played basketball." As usual, this means my classmates play basketball while I walk around the court, dazedly flicking between thoughts of anime music, cosplay, angst, and whatever else may surface in my mind. I was rather determinedly hungry today during PE, so I'm pretty sure that dominated my thoughts.
Lunch...we...uh... Gah, and here I actually actively thought, "Kristin, try to remember what you talked about at lunch so you can write it in your LiveJournal tonight!" Which, in translation, basically means I forgot anything and everything we talked about. Probably what we normally talk about. If you're actually pathetic enough to care about what this may be, go check previous entries. :P
Fifth, I worked all period again and...talked about stuff. I don't remember really--I think I made this post too late to remember many details of the day. It was nice to have some sun and pretty clouds for a little while, though, before we went back into the rain. I absolutely adore the rain--don't get me wrong--but the sun just feels so good when you've been in the rain for so long.
Sixth, we drank some really tasty cinnamon tea and ate mini carrots with hummus and discussed our tests we took on romantic poetry a week or so ago. Our test scores were given based off the amount of checkmarks we got. Seeing as I didn't study for the test at all, and seeing as I was caught unprepared, I figured I'd be in the low, 35-check range. I got...67 checkmarks--the third highest score in the class. :O I was so impressed with myself.
During Seventh, I actually kinda wanted to go hang out in Anatomy for a little while, but I had to do my Japanese project. This turned out to be...about 1/100th as traumatic as I thought it would be. Basically, I just had to record myself reciting my project (about 2-3 pages worth of Japanese) by heart, but I just read it off the paper in such a way that it's difficult to tell I'm reading it. XD;; I recorded it about five times all the way through before I was happy with the result, but even then that didn't take too long. So, at least I'm done with that and Mom can't hound me about it any more...
Shannon and I talked about writing and weird dreams after school, which was a cool discussion even if I had to cut it off early to get picked up.
FREEDOM! SPRING BREAK! I'm so happy--now I'll get to sleep in and maybe catch up on some of that anime I've been meaning to watch.
Mom picked me up and we went to the veterinarian's to get some heartworm for Lily and Tia. While there, something peculiar and heartwarming happened. Mom saw one of her friends there (who had a wiggly cocker spaniel), we saw a cute calico kitty that looked a little like CC, and also a brindle dog that looked vaguely, strangely familiar... It was actually Mom who eventually recognized her. She asked the owner, "Is your dog's name Ellie?" The lady answered that it was.
So--YAY--we got to say "Hello again!" to our first foster dog, still in the happy home we placed her in two or three years ago. She was only about eight months old back then, so it was cool see her totally full-grown and everything. She looked happy, and her owner said she's a really nice dog.
It's nice to know that you're making an impact, and that you really are saving these dogs and putting them somewhere they can be happy for the rest of their lives, y'know?
In the car on the way from the vet's to pick up Ryan, Mom and I tried to name off the thirteen foster dogs we've had, but we could sadly only come up with the names of ten of them. I'm really wondering who the other three were now...
Afterwards, we went home, I put the guinea pigs and birds outside (other than poor White Weeter, who is indefinitely separated from the girls) and watched dubbed Evangelion episodes 10-12 for no apparent reason (other than the fact that they were on our On Demand menu). The dub is decent considering it was made in 1996, though I'm not entirely sure I can call it decent period. I also started watching the first episode of Desert Punk, but couldn't bring myself to watch any more after about five minutes.
Dad picked Ryan and I up at about 6-ish, and we drove off into the sudden, rather wild thunderstorm that cropped up. It was SO COOL! I absolutely ♥ ♥ ♥ thunderstorms.
Not much happened for the rest of the day. I did my internet business. I talked very briefly on the phone with KK, and for an hour with Makayla. Makayla and I somehow got on to the subject of how I've never seen Noir, but for some reason in every AMV I see of it, I have this weird complex in my brain that makes me want it to be a shoujo-ai series. I don't know why, I'm just determined for it to be so. I know it isn't--but--but--I want it to be! I don't know. It weirds me out. Then we just started discussing our thoughts on shoujo-ai in general, and we agree that we think it's rather adorable and fun (even if it doesn't involve boys and we're both completely straight, which admittedly makes it *slightly* less interesting visually to us). It was pretty funny. XD;
I'm going to go watch AMVs now.
I swear, my alarm clock has been intentionally plotting to wake me up at the precise moment I am most comfortable as of late. Like so snuggly and cozy and warm that there are few things in the world that could be more contentedly sleepy. Then, next thing I know--"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP." Groan, turn over, stagger out of bed (careful not to kick Tia, who curls up in a seventy-pound ball of lab-love on the foot of my bed every night), turn alarm off, unhappily turn on the light and blind myself. BUT IT IS NOW SPRING BREAK, I CAN SLEEP IN, AND THIS HAS BEEN FORGIVEN.
Oh, Dad just turned the TV off. Well, that's a relief. And Dad just sneezed on my head while grabbing the phone. ._.;
ANYWAY. Was there much to say about today?
First period, I...uh...worked on my Darcia picture the whole time. Again. Nothing to say about that. Jessie was doing a hideous job of painting her picture. No one tell her I said that. ._.; It was true, though. She seems to have this obsession with giving her characters red outlines whenever she paints, which would be okay if they weren't so downright thick and if they didn't fall back from the rest of the picture, screwing everything up. Don't have the heart to tell her such things, though, as she usually goes on the defensive if I do.
Second period, we had "circle time" and discussed movie ratings and content. Actually quite interesting. I kept trying to think of ways to incorporate the edits made to the TV broadcast of Naruto into the discussion without sounding too much like a weird, one-track-minded-fangirl, but there didn't seem to be a way to gracefully incorporate it, so I gave up.
Third period--we had a sub. I can't express my joy at this. He told us to go run two laps around the track, so, naturally, I walked one. :D He couldn't see us from the gym anyway, and he doesn't know our names to begin with. Then we "played basketball." As usual, this means my classmates play basketball while I walk around the court, dazedly flicking between thoughts of anime music, cosplay, angst, and whatever else may surface in my mind. I was rather determinedly hungry today during PE, so I'm pretty sure that dominated my thoughts.
Lunch...we...uh... Gah, and here I actually actively thought, "Kristin, try to remember what you talked about at lunch so you can write it in your LiveJournal tonight!" Which, in translation, basically means I forgot anything and everything we talked about. Probably what we normally talk about. If you're actually pathetic enough to care about what this may be, go check previous entries. :P
Fifth, I worked all period again and...talked about stuff. I don't remember really--I think I made this post too late to remember many details of the day. It was nice to have some sun and pretty clouds for a little while, though, before we went back into the rain. I absolutely adore the rain--don't get me wrong--but the sun just feels so good when you've been in the rain for so long.
Sixth, we drank some really tasty cinnamon tea and ate mini carrots with hummus and discussed our tests we took on romantic poetry a week or so ago. Our test scores were given based off the amount of checkmarks we got. Seeing as I didn't study for the test at all, and seeing as I was caught unprepared, I figured I'd be in the low, 35-check range. I got...67 checkmarks--the third highest score in the class. :O I was so impressed with myself.
During Seventh, I actually kinda wanted to go hang out in Anatomy for a little while, but I had to do my Japanese project. This turned out to be...about 1/100th as traumatic as I thought it would be. Basically, I just had to record myself reciting my project (about 2-3 pages worth of Japanese) by heart, but I just read it off the paper in such a way that it's difficult to tell I'm reading it. XD;; I recorded it about five times all the way through before I was happy with the result, but even then that didn't take too long. So, at least I'm done with that and Mom can't hound me about it any more...
Shannon and I talked about writing and weird dreams after school, which was a cool discussion even if I had to cut it off early to get picked up.
FREEDOM! SPRING BREAK! I'm so happy--now I'll get to sleep in and maybe catch up on some of that anime I've been meaning to watch.
Mom picked me up and we went to the veterinarian's to get some heartworm for Lily and Tia. While there, something peculiar and heartwarming happened. Mom saw one of her friends there (who had a wiggly cocker spaniel), we saw a cute calico kitty that looked a little like CC, and also a brindle dog that looked vaguely, strangely familiar... It was actually Mom who eventually recognized her. She asked the owner, "Is your dog's name Ellie?" The lady answered that it was.
So--YAY--we got to say "Hello again!" to our first foster dog, still in the happy home we placed her in two or three years ago. She was only about eight months old back then, so it was cool see her totally full-grown and everything. She looked happy, and her owner said she's a really nice dog.
It's nice to know that you're making an impact, and that you really are saving these dogs and putting them somewhere they can be happy for the rest of their lives, y'know?
In the car on the way from the vet's to pick up Ryan, Mom and I tried to name off the thirteen foster dogs we've had, but we could sadly only come up with the names of ten of them. I'm really wondering who the other three were now...
Afterwards, we went home, I put the guinea pigs and birds outside (other than poor White Weeter, who is indefinitely separated from the girls) and watched dubbed Evangelion episodes 10-12 for no apparent reason (other than the fact that they were on our On Demand menu). The dub is decent considering it was made in 1996, though I'm not entirely sure I can call it decent period. I also started watching the first episode of Desert Punk, but couldn't bring myself to watch any more after about five minutes.
Dad picked Ryan and I up at about 6-ish, and we drove off into the sudden, rather wild thunderstorm that cropped up. It was SO COOL! I absolutely ♥ ♥ ♥ thunderstorms.
Not much happened for the rest of the day. I did my internet business. I talked very briefly on the phone with KK, and for an hour with Makayla. Makayla and I somehow got on to the subject of how I've never seen Noir, but for some reason in every AMV I see of it, I have this weird complex in my brain that makes me want it to be a shoujo-ai series. I don't know why, I'm just determined for it to be so. I know it isn't--but--but--I want it to be! I don't know. It weirds me out. Then we just started discussing our thoughts on shoujo-ai in general, and we agree that we think it's rather adorable and fun (even if it doesn't involve boys and we're both completely straight, which admittedly makes it *slightly* less interesting visually to us). It was pretty funny. XD;
I'm going to go watch AMVs now.
