Yesterday, I pulled an all-nighter.

... Almost. I was up until 5-ish reading manga, and then I went to sleep. For about four hours. I'm like, on a lack-of-sleep high. If that works. And Pokémanz plot bunnies are attacking me. This is not good. According to the Pokémanz Mary Sue Litmus test, my OC is a Borderline Sue. o-o;; This is also not good. Maybe I should stop making her dress so slutty.

Ahem. Yea. Daryna's party starts in twenty-three minutes. My dad is not home yet. This may or may not be a problem.

Today, I discovered that my naming sense does not exist. Tauros -> Taury. Venomoth -> Veni. Blissey -> Little Bliss. Dodrio -> Dria, Elli, and Stride, for each of their three heads. Kangaskhan -> Khang. (I was almost tempted to name it Kangdrea, but nah. Sorry Kangdrea. xD) Nidoran♀ -> Nida. Nidoran♂ -> Nido. And a lot of other craptastic names that I'm too lazy to post, but you can bet they're just as bad. xD

Moral of the story: do not ever ask me to name your Pokémanz. It will be a tragedy. (At least Dodrio's nicknames are somewhat creative. ._. It would have been so fail if I named them something like Do, Dri, and Oh. Eugh.)

Sorry about this.

New layout may or may not be temporary. Depends on if I can find a better one that works. I hate HTML. :(

My mom is currently watching America's Got Talent. I have to un-fullscreen this screen (I don't know the proper term xD) to type up this entry. :P

Tomorrow is Daryna's sushi party. Yay? :D

I don't know what to say now. D: I want to find a new layout. This one is kinda weird. Oh, and ignore the "Link" up there, because I have nothing to link to. xD

In which I'm really supposed to be in bed right now.

Maddeningly clicky keyboard makes a return. Unfortunately. >:/

Apparently, Richard is no longer O.OY. I am happy. No offense Richard, but O.OY is still kinda weird for me. Even though I got used to it. D: (... Or maybe it's because you're on ebuddy. Whut.)

Today, I was aware of tiny bubbles in my bottle of citrus green tea. At lunchtime, I become aware of a lot of things. Mostly the what-the-frick-ish stuff that nobody really cares about. Such as the digestive system. And then I lose my appetite. ._.

Bombed Geo test la la la

I have adopted Van's fail!logic of if you stay up late, then the day will magically extend by that many hours. It doesn't. :c

... Richard signed in as O.OY again. The frick. D:<

I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I has a sad tonight. Perhaps this sad will go away tomorrow morning. Perhaps it will not. In which case I will probably be in an antisocial mood all day.

... I've been hasing a sads a lot lately. Maybe it's a sign. :c

Shit, dentist appointment tomorrow. I hate the dentist. They always draw blood while they're cleaning your teeth. And then you're not allowed to swallow and you start choking and you taste this bad thing in your mouth and you just want to spit it out and then you start drooling and choking and moaning like Frankenstein and then you rise up from the dead and - wait, whut. What is this. D:

I'm tired. I don't want to go to school tomorrow.

omg It's an update.

Yep, I'm finally updating twice in a row again. :D Aren't you so proud of me?

... Problem is, I have nothing to update on. D: I was mentally typing up an entry on the bus ride home, but then I got distracted by Chicken Soup and HeartGold and now I forgot. And there's a Larry King Live thingy on Mariah Carey which my mom is watching right now only 'cause Mariah is married to the host of America's Got Talent. That's the only reason she knows her. xP

Chinese school tomorrow. Tests tomorrow. Gonna bomb the written, but I think I'm okay for the oral. I think. Maybe. Possibly. Perchance. D:

The good news is, I get to see Shandy's new house tomorrow! :D :D :D Whoopee, can't wait. :D

And speaking of which, I believe the sleepover is on Christmas day. (That's the 25th of December, for the dumbasses who don't know when Christmas day is.) (Hopefully not any of you reading this blog. o_O;;) I can't wait for mass DS- and videogame-spam. And Harvest Moon spam. YAYYY. 8D And of course, we get to see the Bayviewers after these first almost-four months of high school. I wonder if Van is still short. I wonder if Andrea is still obsessed with Hibari. :O (I'm pretty sure Tangie is still a French freak. xD)

I just read the latest post on Markreadstwilight. I would like to vomit. Smeyer is a sexist and racist thing. Particularly evident in chapter 13 of New Moon. It's almost as bad as Hairspray. Worse than Hairspray, if you're pushing it. And that's saying something.

http://markreadstwilight.buzznet.com/user/

^ Just to satisfy curiosity. However, if you cherish your sanity and your faith in humanity, I advise you not to read. I warned you. D:

again? whut

If you actually still read this blog, please leave a comment so I know who you are. Just curious. xD

Short-term memory loss does not come in handy at times like this. Namely, I forget everything that happens in the day, so there's nothing much to blog about at night. ._.

Lessee. I has a Geo test on Tuesday ah shit and solos next next week. SKYYYYLAAAAAARK HAVE YOU ANYTHINGGGG TO SAAAAAY TO MEEEEEE. It's a pretty song. And it's actually a bit easier than Shenandoah. :O xD

Saywhut. Uhm, what else. I tried out for the Seasons of Love female solo in concert choir. Now I'm regretting that. D: Don't you hate it when you're so nervous about something that you literally start shaking and you can't stop? And it's worse when your singing 'cause it's hard to hit the right notes that way. >> Pisses me off. And I squeaked. I SQUEAKED. Who the hell squeaks when the notes aren't really that high?? Rawr. And everybody was looking at me. Well, that was kinda inevitable, but I dislike that. Staring makes me nervous. It's like you're on a spotlight. I dislike the spotlight. It means people pay extra attention to you. :( I was also going to say something that really doesn't need saying, ever since I accidentally blurted it out at Chinese school and Tanya and Shandy now know that fact (and thankfully Tanya is nice and awesome and hasn't blabbed (yet) so I don't think anybody else knows that fact, and I'm probably confusing people who don't know that fact by talking about that fact so now I'm going to stop.)

tl;dr - I failed at the solo and there is a fact that most people don't know about. And I'm not telling you what it is. D:

But anyway. I lost the game by talking about that fact. Somehow. By the way, if somebody wins the game, they lose the game. o_O 'Cause if you win the game, you have to know what the game is to understand why you win it. And then you lose the game. So don't win the game if you don't plan on losing it.

... waitwhut.

I think I just confused myself.

I'm cold. :(

Maybe it's because I'm wearing a T-shirt.

Yeah.

Maybe.

The abuse of the Enter key makes a return. D: I think that's a bad thing.

Commentpweese. Just to see who actually still keeps up with these things. xD

nobody updates anymore. :(

You guys really should. It feels lonely over here in the world of blogging. :(

... Then again, that would make me a hypocrite. D:

Currently, I am procrastinating on the geo poster project thingy. It's due Friday. It is currently Wednesday. I has choir on Thursday. This = oh shit.

I reaaaally should be working right now.

... I think I say that more often than I should, yea? ._.;;

mhm.

I'm guessing nobody wants to hear me rave (again) about how awesome Sunshine Islands and my sexy emo cowboy are, right? xD

... yeah, i'm a little too obsessed. D: Rawrrr.

my poster sucks.

Rawr.

D:

... why do I randomly capitalize some words and not others.

i'm weird.

... Yeah.

doing Geo poster kthxbai

yuck.

i'm sick.

on a long weekend.

fuck this so much.

You raise me up...?

In which Rachel comments about her fanfiction/writing before she goes to study for Geo again.

I have been writing fanfiction. Yes I have. A lot of it. Ask Fandi, whom I gladly informed about my 27-or-something pages of Harvest Moon crap. :P And then I got bored, so I pulled out all my rough drafts and outlines and crap of RCII. And then I went like WTF at the beginning of Part 15.

After the game (which the Sutherlandians won by two points), it was time for recess.

“GIMME THE NECKLACE,” Sarah demanded, grabbing the sparkly purple jewel from Yuedi and accidentally snapping the string that it was attached to. “Oops.”

“Oh good job,” Fandi said as the group headed outside.

“So... what do we do now?” Sandy asked, instinctively heading in the direction of the “emo wall” near the parking lot. Fandi, Sarah, Mich, Rachel, Nalini, Angie, and Van followed, the seven of them walking in two lines, one behind the other. Yuedi had gone off somewhere, and Dana was most likely on the field being raped by her gangstas (again).

“Well, we sorta need to go back to Japan to get Andrea,” Mich said.

“Wow Mich,” Angie said, raising her eyebrows, “you’re actually starting to talk again. Thank god for that.”

“Anyway,” Fandi interrupted, tactfully ignoring Sarah who was fawning over the necklace behind her, “Mich is right. But we can’t just go while all these other people are here, ‘cause that would be reaaaaally weird.”

Sandy frowned. “Then when should we go? After school?”

Fandi shrugged. “That works, I guess.”

“Go where?”

The girls jumped as Adam strode casually up to them, with Michael, Daniel, and Sam in tow.

“Uhh.” Rachel failed forever at making excuses.

And that's where I stopped. Maybe I should make an excuse to teleport us to present-day high school. o.o (And according to Firefox, "teleport" is not a valid word. >>)

-- SEVERAL HOURS LATER --

Just finished studying for Geo. Yeah. Back to writing.

I think I'll retire RCII for good. Or at least put it on a permanent hiatus until I feel like updating it again. Which will probably be never. Sorry gaiz. xP

I may, however, spoof Pokémon Mystery Dungeon with real-life people. Shandy will probably get the hint. Shandy may or may not be LOLZING at the idea. Now I just need to figure out what Pokémon each person would be. o_O

I like long stories with fanfics. I like shorter stories with real-life people. Real-life just isn't as fun to write about.

Oh yeah.

By the way, happy anniversary, speggs. :)

Long time no see?

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ffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccc--

nosrsly.

i'm tired.

i don't want to do anything.

at all.

not even type this.

but i haven't updated in like... what? weeks?

-checks-

try a month and a day.

rawr.

i'm bored.

i'm bored.

i'm b-- oh, i said that already.

ffffffuuuuuuuuccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

i don't want to work.

no i don't.

i'm rambling.

somebody stop me.

i'm not even capitalizing my words.

rawr.

rawr.

somebody stop me.

i'm spamming.

spam.

spam.

this cannot be interesting to read.

if somebody is reading this, i applaud you.

although i shouldn't.

cuz that means people are reading my emo shit.

wait

but this is on public domain.

so people are allowed to.

whut

hi.

concert choir tomorrow.

fudge.

fudge.

cake.

ice cream.

mangoes.

porridge.

PORRIDGE.

omigosh.

i see capitals.

PORRIDGE.

yushhhhh.

see this is what harvest moon does to me.

now i'm even too lazy to put commas.

laaaalalalaaaaa

whut.

whut.

what is that.

WHAAAT.

moar capitals yay.

how long is this entry anyway?

...

long enough.

we're starting solos in vocals.

yaaaaay.

yaaaaay.

whut.

zero.

0

that was random.

ew math.

fuck math.

sorry shandy.

but srsly.

rawr.

rawr.

i'm rambling again.

see this is what harvest moon does to me.

it makes me have no life.

i said that already.

whut.

rawr.

mangoes.

PORRIDGE.

yeah.

what else.

geo project is cool.

imma spam mr baulk with harvest moon.

imma doing a manga strip for my rock project.

BOOYEA.

whut.

moar capitals.

yaaaaay.

whut.

PORRIDGE.

i think this entry is getting really long.

only because i'm spacing everything out so much.

space.

space.














here, have some more.
















whut.

PORRIDGE.

i think i should stop.

somebody stop me.

i'm rambling.

PORRIDGE.

this is what harvest moon does to me.












whut.
































MOAR PORRIDGE.

i think i really should stop spamming now.

yeah, i should.

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rawr.









PORRIDGE.

whut.

PORRIDGE.

yeah.

turnips?

PORRIDGE.

this makes no sense.

spaces.

here, have some more.





































































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PORRIDGE.