Dear Pita,
Not only has it been a whole two weeks since I last poster (I apologize), but I singlehandedly wrote more blogs in a month than we did all last year. And it wasn't even a whole year! I dare say I have accomplished something...finally.
I'm trying to win a contest on DeviantArt at the moment, one involving certain Alice In Wonderland items. I am a HUGE fan, as you know, of Mr. Dodgson himself and Tim Burton. I really hope I win, but if I don't then I just have to remember that I'll always have Mr. Fluffernuffer and all of my wonderful Nendoroids coming in next month. I can't wait!!! Mwahahahaa my army shall officially start tomorrow.
I have a recent liking for Kaito, out of all the Vocaloids, and now I'm glad I have a Nendoroid of him. At first I really wanted Miku, but now he's my favorite. Why's that you ask? Oho, well, let me just show you.
Myes, indeed. He just made one of my favorite songs even more amazing. Kaito Forever!!
Oh my, I thought I heard the mail truck, but I suppose not. My heart really did skip a beat, it was funny. I'm really excited about Black Rock Shooter. I know this whole paragraph is about to get random. Why? Ah, well, it's because I'm about to tell you about a movie that I downloaded yesterday. The AMAZING Cencoroll! Btw, the girl who does the voice of Yuki will also be doing the voice for Black Rock Shooter (so it's not really as random, and she did the voice for Nakoru from Getsumen to Heiki Mina. Rather, the girl with the tomato bombs...)
Please don't forget to watch it! I guess you'll see it when you come home tomorrow. Weeeeeeeee! That is, if you do. Either way, I still have this amazing movie.
There's not much to this blog as of now, but maybe I'll have something to write later. Happy times.
Love,
Monchan
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Songs For Santa!
Dear Pita,
I should be doing my PRP right now, but alas, I couldn't help but write some thoughts down first. Such a weird week...
I think that I actually may have confidence in myself. I know, right?! It's kind of crazy, but they say if you tell people something for a long enough time then they'll start to believe it. I mean, but when such said things come from your friends then you don't really believe it because it's either that they're just being nice, or they're joking around with you.
But, I finally believe everyone. I suppose that I am a talented artist, and I may or may not be slightly attractive, and I could be real smart sometimes...But most of all, I have complete confidence that I will become a great artist and have my own anime. In Japan, of course, because an anime in Japan isn't as amazing (Except for Avatar: The Last Airbender. I can't WAIT for the movie! Even if it's from M. Night Shyamalan...)
Anyways, but really, I'm going to work hard to become hecka amazing!! My goodness, I really am boney. Don't ask...I was spacing out and kind of fiddling with my collar bone and then I realized that it probably shouldn't poke out as much as it does...Like my ribs and spiiiiiiiine. Haha!! All of those "i"s lined up like that kinda looks like a spine. Do you see it? Ah, I am going crazy. I keep telling Kris this, but he doesn't believe me.
Have I gone mad? Completely bonkers! But I'll tell you a secret...The best people are.
I really do love that movie. I mean it's not close to the books, it does have certain elements, but just in it's own way it was adorable. Tim Burton, you never fail to win my heart with your creepy yet cute movies. Then again, I love creepy cute things. Mwehehehee...
Oh noooooooes! I really must get to work. My topic is really silly..."What makes a good anime or manga?" For my product I wanted to make a comic, but then I don't know if I should post it on here or if I should sell it online or on DeviantArt...or sell it at all. And I keep coming up with new characters, like a random school girl named Ren who is completely normal. And I mean it! Nothing special about her at all except that she's pretty good at math and she hates science, but she has a knack for writing songs. Maybe that does make her special. I think I might write a story for her...Tell me if you think it's any good or if it's too cliche:
Ren, 18 years old and heartbroken, cuts of all her hair and starts her life over again in a college far away from home. She has a secret hobby of writing songs, and when one escapes her on a windy day, she meets a spunky and immature boy who calls himself "Santa". He says he knows her secret past and promises to help her get a boyfriend before Christmas if she promises him one thing...
To give him a kiss on his 18th birthday. She's reluctant and the two become friends shortly after. Little does she know that this "Santa" is older than he seems.
I know it's kind of silly, but it seems cute in my head. I guess the two of them could write songs together but "Santa" does most of the playing of the songs. He plays the guitar I suppose...Myes, people who play guitar are awesome. Haha, he's such a bad kid though, well, not grade-wise, just socializing-with-people-wise. I guess that's why he tricks Ren into talking to him more.
Ah, well, now that I've sorted her into a story, my mind is at ease. I shall start working on some sort of comic soon, Pita, and you can be sure that I will have it ready for you to revise by next weekend (at least).
Be nice, okay? It's my first full comic T_T...It won't be about the story above, though.
Happy happy happy happy unbirthday!
Love,
Monchan
I should be doing my PRP right now, but alas, I couldn't help but write some thoughts down first. Such a weird week...
I think that I actually may have confidence in myself. I know, right?! It's kind of crazy, but they say if you tell people something for a long enough time then they'll start to believe it. I mean, but when such said things come from your friends then you don't really believe it because it's either that they're just being nice, or they're joking around with you.
But, I finally believe everyone. I suppose that I am a talented artist, and I may or may not be slightly attractive, and I could be real smart sometimes...But most of all, I have complete confidence that I will become a great artist and have my own anime. In Japan, of course, because an anime in Japan isn't as amazing (Except for Avatar: The Last Airbender. I can't WAIT for the movie! Even if it's from M. Night Shyamalan...)
Anyways, but really, I'm going to work hard to become hecka amazing!! My goodness, I really am boney. Don't ask...I was spacing out and kind of fiddling with my collar bone and then I realized that it probably shouldn't poke out as much as it does...Like my ribs and spiiiiiiiine. Haha!! All of those "i"s lined up like that kinda looks like a spine. Do you see it? Ah, I am going crazy. I keep telling Kris this, but he doesn't believe me.
Have I gone mad? Completely bonkers! But I'll tell you a secret...The best people are.
I really do love that movie. I mean it's not close to the books, it does have certain elements, but just in it's own way it was adorable. Tim Burton, you never fail to win my heart with your creepy yet cute movies. Then again, I love creepy cute things. Mwehehehee...
Oh noooooooes! I really must get to work. My topic is really silly..."What makes a good anime or manga?" For my product I wanted to make a comic, but then I don't know if I should post it on here or if I should sell it online or on DeviantArt...or sell it at all. And I keep coming up with new characters, like a random school girl named Ren who is completely normal. And I mean it! Nothing special about her at all except that she's pretty good at math and she hates science, but she has a knack for writing songs. Maybe that does make her special. I think I might write a story for her...Tell me if you think it's any good or if it's too cliche:
Ren, 18 years old and heartbroken, cuts of all her hair and starts her life over again in a college far away from home. She has a secret hobby of writing songs, and when one escapes her on a windy day, she meets a spunky and immature boy who calls himself "Santa". He says he knows her secret past and promises to help her get a boyfriend before Christmas if she promises him one thing...
To give him a kiss on his 18th birthday. She's reluctant and the two become friends shortly after. Little does she know that this "Santa" is older than he seems.
I know it's kind of silly, but it seems cute in my head. I guess the two of them could write songs together but "Santa" does most of the playing of the songs. He plays the guitar I suppose...Myes, people who play guitar are awesome. Haha, he's such a bad kid though, well, not grade-wise, just socializing-with-people-wise. I guess that's why he tricks Ren into talking to him more.
Ah, well, now that I've sorted her into a story, my mind is at ease. I shall start working on some sort of comic soon, Pita, and you can be sure that I will have it ready for you to revise by next weekend (at least).
Be nice, okay? It's my first full comic T_T...It won't be about the story above, though.
Happy happy happy happy unbirthday!
Love,
Monchan
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Curiouser And Curiouser!
Dear Pita,
My goodness! This week is just getting curiouser and curiouser. Today started off just like any other day, me getting ready ahead of time (Yes, this has become regular now...) and then just sitting around, forgetting to pack my lunch that I've already packed. I got to school and lo and behold it was St. Patrick's Day! But alas, I already knew that. Oh yeah, I borrows one of your dresses because I didn't do my laundry. I hope you don't mind...
Anyways, everyone was wearing green and then an announcement comes over the intercom that there are coins hidden around the school and if you find one then bring it to some teacher lady and get candy (Run-on sentence?). The girls in my first hour were wondering what they looked like and proceeded to bring it up in a conversation. Just as the were thinking of where the coins might be, I stood up and walked over to a table on the far side of the room, picked up a small plastic coin and said, "It might look like this." They all gasped and scurried about, looking for more coins. I felt kinda bad because I found 4 more before they could, but I let them have the other coins.
Ms. Jeansonne later let us take a field trip to that teacher lady's room to get our candy.
Some parts of my day were normal, other than people commenting on your dress (Which pretty much every girl wanted, haha..). In Stagecraft, Gary wasn't there because of a field trip, so I just kinda hung out in the choir room. Those people are AMAAAAAAAAZING! I didn't know so many people could make karaoke not awkward. Rather, I didn't know so many people liked Bette Midler. Mr. Bridges thinks she is "Amaaaaaaaahzing!" (Like, "amazing", only better). And then I went to lunch.
Yay lunch! I had enough food for a whole day, imagine that, though my tummy still proceeded to grumble in English...Dang it. My friend Devin was sleeping under his jacket and then suddenly gasped. Apparently the sun was shining through the stitching on his jacket and looked like a planetarium. It was pretty nifty to look through. His girlfriend Hannah forced me to sit in the sun, but I didn't mind, since I got to talk to them a little more than usual...Even though the sun is evil (Hiss!).
Yeah, not much in English happened, but...in Web Design...OH. MY. GOODNESS. Kyle/Stalker Man had brought in a hard drive to take apart and said I could have the gears that he found and the laser lens (YES!!!). He gave me the laser first so I could take it apart myself, which didn't go so well. Oh! Don't get me wrong. I got the lens out just fine, but there were wires on it so I tore them off...and then my fingers were all torn up and bleeding...So I went to the nurse to get many much band-aids. Mr. Lynch was kinda worried, but I'm okay, I promise. I'm used to it anyways.
Yeah, so now I has a laser! BWAHAHAHAHAA!! Ah, I forgot what led up to it, but we were talking about Mr. Lynch's adorable waifu, Sue (I call her "Suu", but she doesn't notice) and how his first marriage didn't work out. Then he told me not to start looking for spouses until I'm 25, because that's when guys split off into two groups:
1) The kind of guy who still parties, lives with his parents, and has a terrible job.
2) The kind of guy who decides to man up, get a good job, and matures.
He said I should shoot for the second one, though some guys may mature earlier than 25, but even so. What The Lynch says, goes. "Now that I've said it, it must be canon!!" Haha, I kid, Pita. Suddenly, a Wild Molly appeared and told me how cute I was (And then I felt even more girly...waaaaaaaaah!) and Mr. Lynch said that I looked cute everyday.
...But not to take it the wrong way. Oh you, Mr. Lynch, ohohohohoho!
So yeah, it was quite adventurous, though odd, and I wouldn't mind have such days in the future. It's sure better than the norm. "Normal"...What is normal anyway?
I hope you have happy times again at college! I have to study for two tests and do my whole PRP by the end of this week. Don't be too stressed...Haha.
Love,
Monchan
My goodness! This week is just getting curiouser and curiouser. Today started off just like any other day, me getting ready ahead of time (Yes, this has become regular now...) and then just sitting around, forgetting to pack my lunch that I've already packed. I got to school and lo and behold it was St. Patrick's Day! But alas, I already knew that. Oh yeah, I borrows one of your dresses because I didn't do my laundry. I hope you don't mind...
Anyways, everyone was wearing green and then an announcement comes over the intercom that there are coins hidden around the school and if you find one then bring it to some teacher lady and get candy (Run-on sentence?). The girls in my first hour were wondering what they looked like and proceeded to bring it up in a conversation. Just as the were thinking of where the coins might be, I stood up and walked over to a table on the far side of the room, picked up a small plastic coin and said, "It might look like this." They all gasped and scurried about, looking for more coins. I felt kinda bad because I found 4 more before they could, but I let them have the other coins.
Ms. Jeansonne later let us take a field trip to that teacher lady's room to get our candy.
Some parts of my day were normal, other than people commenting on your dress (Which pretty much every girl wanted, haha..). In Stagecraft, Gary wasn't there because of a field trip, so I just kinda hung out in the choir room. Those people are AMAAAAAAAAZING! I didn't know so many people could make karaoke not awkward. Rather, I didn't know so many people liked Bette Midler. Mr. Bridges thinks she is "Amaaaaaaaahzing!" (Like, "amazing", only better). And then I went to lunch.
Yay lunch! I had enough food for a whole day, imagine that, though my tummy still proceeded to grumble in English...Dang it. My friend Devin was sleeping under his jacket and then suddenly gasped. Apparently the sun was shining through the stitching on his jacket and looked like a planetarium. It was pretty nifty to look through. His girlfriend Hannah forced me to sit in the sun, but I didn't mind, since I got to talk to them a little more than usual...Even though the sun is evil (Hiss!).
Yeah, not much in English happened, but...in Web Design...OH. MY. GOODNESS. Kyle/Stalker Man had brought in a hard drive to take apart and said I could have the gears that he found and the laser lens (YES!!!). He gave me the laser first so I could take it apart myself, which didn't go so well. Oh! Don't get me wrong. I got the lens out just fine, but there were wires on it so I tore them off...and then my fingers were all torn up and bleeding...So I went to the nurse to get many much band-aids. Mr. Lynch was kinda worried, but I'm okay, I promise. I'm used to it anyways.
Yeah, so now I has a laser! BWAHAHAHAHAA!! Ah, I forgot what led up to it, but we were talking about Mr. Lynch's adorable waifu, Sue (I call her "Suu", but she doesn't notice) and how his first marriage didn't work out. Then he told me not to start looking for spouses until I'm 25, because that's when guys split off into two groups:
1) The kind of guy who still parties, lives with his parents, and has a terrible job.
2) The kind of guy who decides to man up, get a good job, and matures.
He said I should shoot for the second one, though some guys may mature earlier than 25, but even so. What The Lynch says, goes. "Now that I've said it, it must be canon!!" Haha, I kid, Pita. Suddenly, a Wild Molly appeared and told me how cute I was (And then I felt even more girly...waaaaaaaaah!) and Mr. Lynch said that I looked cute everyday.
...But not to take it the wrong way. Oh you, Mr. Lynch, ohohohohoho!
So yeah, it was quite adventurous, though odd, and I wouldn't mind have such days in the future. It's sure better than the norm. "Normal"...What is normal anyway?
I hope you have happy times again at college! I have to study for two tests and do my whole PRP by the end of this week. Don't be too stressed...Haha.
Love,
Monchan
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Google Maps Is Clever!
Dear Pita,
I must say that this has been an odd week so far. Last night I could hear my parents talking about my grades, quite loudly in fact...and I thought to myself if I would run away, so I looked up instructions on how to get to a certain destination that will remain my "Plan B". I'm so glad Google Maps has routes for people who walk too. How clever! But it would take me a whole day AND 18 hours to walk there. I'd probably start late at night anyway. Would I get in trouble if I left home before I was 18?
Anyways, so I expected a huge speech about how stupid I am (other than the fact I pretty much have straight A's except for two classes...I has D's), but when I got downstairs my parents were all cheerful and it seriously worried me. I didn't know if they were just staying positive so that I wouldn't be a mess when I went to school or maybe I blew their anger out of proportion. Either way, I guess I'm glad I still got to keep my phone. Poor Kris was worried and I...called him during 5th hour. Oh, come on! Don't give me that look. It's Stagecraft, you know Gary doesn't mind. He was selling Prom tickets anyways.
Prom...God, need I say more? (Pssst, that answer is "No", Pita.)
I hope that Amelia throws Morp again, which is way cooler than Prom (since only cool people go to Morp), but I don't want to show up if I'm not invited (as I am not nearly as cool), and I don't want to invite myself, so I guess I'll just make plans to go to Target or something for late night sillyness (is it "sillyness" or "silliness"? It looks weird the other way). IF you'd like to come along it is most likely acceptable. You may also dress up, it's a free occasion. Manliness is required, grrrr..
Manliness, ah, what a pinnacle of humanity. That's not the right word is it? I found out today that I could never pass off as a guy, because my face is "too girly". Wait, are you saying I actually look like a girl? WHAT?!?!? When did that happen? I totally have a man face. Girls have cute little round faces with turned up noses, and long hair. I have a long face, a not so turned up nose, and short hair (for exactly the purpose of not attracting men, and yet I have a boyfriend...). Also, I do believe a defining factor in girls is boobs. Yes! I have said it! And to be frank, I don't really have any. You should know, Pita. I'm also really tall and "skinty" (says Kris, haha) and pretty much just a walking pole. No curves, no boobs, no big eyes, no round face...I am HE-MAN! Rawrz! Okay maybe that rationalization was a bit off, but I do make a much cuter guy, at least, you've said so. I've always wanted to marry a gay guy...haha, I kid, but they are awesome.
I can't wait for The Sound Of Music! Like, OH MY GOODNESS I love that movie. Except that we'll be doing a stage version, so it's not quite the same, I mean, I hope it's still a wonderful 3 hours of music and AWESOME! It is quite amazing that the person playing "Maria" is named Maria. It makes my day. Kris's mom absolutely loves The Sound Of Music. I hope they can come see it. Oh my, I hope I'm not being too creepy, please tell me if I should just back away slowly from that poor man!
But our Spring Break is in a couple of weeks, so that's good I suppose. Haha, actually, if you also have Spring Break that week, then I wonder if we can be all creepy and stalk Kris at his school. Don't tell him what day we pick, because I want him to go to school everyday. no skipping for you sir! MWAHAHAHAHAAAA YES, that's right, THAT'S riiiiiiiight. He needs to go to his graduation too so I can scream obnoxiously at him when they call his name. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! KRIS TUCKER I LOVE YOOOOOOU!!!" "What?! Crazy white girl..." That's me...A crazy white girl.
Ah, sorry that was random. Yesterday Kris, Nick Jonas, and I were talking about Nick's graduation and how he wanted to be called Julian (his real name) after he graduated, to which Kris started calling him Julian just to annoy him. Haha, I love you guys.
But seriously, we need to do something silly this weekend. I'll be a bunny if you'll be a cat! It would be so much fun!! Please please please? ...Yay!
Oh yes, one more thing, if the Black Rock Shooter Nendoroid comes out (or another amazing Nendoroid), I'm going to attack you. Be warned...and prepared.
Happy Happy Times, okay?
Love,
Monchan
I must say that this has been an odd week so far. Last night I could hear my parents talking about my grades, quite loudly in fact...and I thought to myself if I would run away, so I looked up instructions on how to get to a certain destination that will remain my "Plan B". I'm so glad Google Maps has routes for people who walk too. How clever! But it would take me a whole day AND 18 hours to walk there. I'd probably start late at night anyway. Would I get in trouble if I left home before I was 18?
Anyways, so I expected a huge speech about how stupid I am (other than the fact I pretty much have straight A's except for two classes...I has D's), but when I got downstairs my parents were all cheerful and it seriously worried me. I didn't know if they were just staying positive so that I wouldn't be a mess when I went to school or maybe I blew their anger out of proportion. Either way, I guess I'm glad I still got to keep my phone. Poor Kris was worried and I...called him during 5th hour. Oh, come on! Don't give me that look. It's Stagecraft, you know Gary doesn't mind. He was selling Prom tickets anyways.
Prom...God, need I say more? (Pssst, that answer is "No", Pita.)
I hope that Amelia throws Morp again, which is way cooler than Prom (since only cool people go to Morp), but I don't want to show up if I'm not invited (as I am not nearly as cool), and I don't want to invite myself, so I guess I'll just make plans to go to Target or something for late night sillyness (is it "sillyness" or "silliness"? It looks weird the other way). IF you'd like to come along it is most likely acceptable. You may also dress up, it's a free occasion. Manliness is required, grrrr..
Manliness, ah, what a pinnacle of humanity. That's not the right word is it? I found out today that I could never pass off as a guy, because my face is "too girly". Wait, are you saying I actually look like a girl? WHAT?!?!? When did that happen? I totally have a man face. Girls have cute little round faces with turned up noses, and long hair. I have a long face, a not so turned up nose, and short hair (for exactly the purpose of not attracting men, and yet I have a boyfriend...). Also, I do believe a defining factor in girls is boobs. Yes! I have said it! And to be frank, I don't really have any. You should know, Pita. I'm also really tall and "skinty" (says Kris, haha) and pretty much just a walking pole. No curves, no boobs, no big eyes, no round face...I am HE-MAN! Rawrz! Okay maybe that rationalization was a bit off, but I do make a much cuter guy, at least, you've said so. I've always wanted to marry a gay guy...haha, I kid, but they are awesome.
I can't wait for The Sound Of Music! Like, OH MY GOODNESS I love that movie. Except that we'll be doing a stage version, so it's not quite the same, I mean, I hope it's still a wonderful 3 hours of music and AWESOME! It is quite amazing that the person playing "Maria" is named Maria. It makes my day. Kris's mom absolutely loves The Sound Of Music. I hope they can come see it. Oh my, I hope I'm not being too creepy, please tell me if I should just back away slowly from that poor man!
But our Spring Break is in a couple of weeks, so that's good I suppose. Haha, actually, if you also have Spring Break that week, then I wonder if we can be all creepy and stalk Kris at his school. Don't tell him what day we pick, because I want him to go to school everyday. no skipping for you sir! MWAHAHAHAHAAAA YES, that's right, THAT'S riiiiiiiight. He needs to go to his graduation too so I can scream obnoxiously at him when they call his name. "WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! KRIS TUCKER I LOVE YOOOOOOU!!!" "What?! Crazy white girl..." That's me...A crazy white girl.
Ah, sorry that was random. Yesterday Kris, Nick Jonas, and I were talking about Nick's graduation and how he wanted to be called Julian (his real name) after he graduated, to which Kris started calling him Julian just to annoy him. Haha, I love you guys.
But seriously, we need to do something silly this weekend. I'll be a bunny if you'll be a cat! It would be so much fun!! Please please please? ...Yay!
Oh yes, one more thing, if the Black Rock Shooter Nendoroid comes out (or another amazing Nendoroid), I'm going to attack you. Be warned...and prepared.
Happy Happy Times, okay?
Love,
Monchan
Friday, March 12, 2010
Small Children, Sheep, And Sushi!
Dear Pita,
You have come home today. I have been home all day. Yes, I know it is a Friday, but alas, teachers have a grading day (or whatever it's called) and here I am. I've never been so bored in my entire life! And it's a three day weekend. I had a terrible sudden urge to just start walking, not even know where I'm going...Just walk until I reach some place far away and then I guess sit down for a while. I want to do that one day, it seems like fun.
Alas, during my day at home I did not recieve my phone back from dear Mommykins. The reason for this is unexplained to me and I am quite perplexed. I went to have lunch with Dad and I don't think I've ever felt so awkward. I was afraid he was going to talk to me about me grades, or about Kris, or about college...So I just didn't say anything at all, awaiting the moment when he would sigh deeply and then start off a downhill conversation. It never happened, and I had a nice, simple time eating Chinese food (which I haven't had in a LOOOOOOOOOONG time, which also just reminded me of Kris...We love Chinese food) and just talking about random stuff now and then, like small children being ridiculous.
Lol, the small children...ah well...
I've also been reading a lot of fairytales hoping to get a story idea, but the only one I can remember is the one about a prince who was turned into a sheep and helped a girl out of a forest and then something about she gets married and the sheep sacrifices himself to save her from something evil. It's quite sad...I must say, but it's like that kind of tragedy where you'd still read/watch it again because it's just so amazing (like Repo! The Genetic Opera...or Hamlet). Seriously, guys...Shakespeare FTW.
I wonder if anyone actually reads this? Other than you Pita...You don't count, sorry. But has there ever been anyone who wrote a blog and no one ever read it? I wonder how lonely that is. To put your thoughts and life events out into the open like that and no one cares...Except for you Pita. You must care, since I write to you about 3 times a week, haha.
I can smell pizza from downstairs, but my tummy is full of sushi...uuuuuugh I'ma be sick. I mean, I love pizza, but I can't take any more food today...I can't believe I'm going to graduate in about 4 weeks...did you know that? Well, it might be a little more than 4 weeks, maybe more like 5 or 6, but even so. And in 6 months I can make my own decisions (18! Yeah baby!). I know the first thing I'm going to do is go bowling...I mean, buy stuff...Nothing bad, goodness me, Pita, what kind of person do you think I am?! I don't want anything like THAT...Haha I'm kidding, I love you Pita.
I hope I get a car soon so that I may be able to drive places. I have a list of people that must ride in my car, and I know that Molly is at the very top of that list. she has given me a ride so many times that I want her to be the first person to ride in my car. Next is Adam, who has requested to ride in the trunk for some ungodly reason...I won't mind though. Just throw in some pillows. He'll be okay. I suppose the next would be Kris. Haha, I might just take Molly and Adam straight up to Kris's house and save all the gas. GAS! Oh noooooo! I need money for that, don't I? Dangit, I guess that's what jobs are for.
Maybe I'll just sell a kidney or something. I don't need it. Or I could sell my rods back to the hospital, I mean, they've been used, but it's stainless steel, so it's still good...
I kid! Silly Pita, I need my rods or I'd be dead, haha. That would kinda suck. I promise to stay alive, Pita...Don't you worry. I mean, who else is going to take advantage of your Debit card? (No no! I love you, don't take that seriously)
Happy Home!
Love,
Monchan
You have come home today. I have been home all day. Yes, I know it is a Friday, but alas, teachers have a grading day (or whatever it's called) and here I am. I've never been so bored in my entire life! And it's a three day weekend. I had a terrible sudden urge to just start walking, not even know where I'm going...Just walk until I reach some place far away and then I guess sit down for a while. I want to do that one day, it seems like fun.
Alas, during my day at home I did not recieve my phone back from dear Mommykins. The reason for this is unexplained to me and I am quite perplexed. I went to have lunch with Dad and I don't think I've ever felt so awkward. I was afraid he was going to talk to me about me grades, or about Kris, or about college...So I just didn't say anything at all, awaiting the moment when he would sigh deeply and then start off a downhill conversation. It never happened, and I had a nice, simple time eating Chinese food (which I haven't had in a LOOOOOOOOOONG time, which also just reminded me of Kris...We love Chinese food) and just talking about random stuff now and then, like small children being ridiculous.
Lol, the small children...ah well...
I've also been reading a lot of fairytales hoping to get a story idea, but the only one I can remember is the one about a prince who was turned into a sheep and helped a girl out of a forest and then something about she gets married and the sheep sacrifices himself to save her from something evil. It's quite sad...I must say, but it's like that kind of tragedy where you'd still read/watch it again because it's just so amazing (like Repo! The Genetic Opera...or Hamlet). Seriously, guys...Shakespeare FTW.
I wonder if anyone actually reads this? Other than you Pita...You don't count, sorry. But has there ever been anyone who wrote a blog and no one ever read it? I wonder how lonely that is. To put your thoughts and life events out into the open like that and no one cares...Except for you Pita. You must care, since I write to you about 3 times a week, haha.
I can smell pizza from downstairs, but my tummy is full of sushi...uuuuuugh I'ma be sick. I mean, I love pizza, but I can't take any more food today...I can't believe I'm going to graduate in about 4 weeks...did you know that? Well, it might be a little more than 4 weeks, maybe more like 5 or 6, but even so. And in 6 months I can make my own decisions (18! Yeah baby!). I know the first thing I'm going to do is go bowling...I mean, buy stuff...Nothing bad, goodness me, Pita, what kind of person do you think I am?! I don't want anything like THAT...Haha I'm kidding, I love you Pita.
I hope I get a car soon so that I may be able to drive places. I have a list of people that must ride in my car, and I know that Molly is at the very top of that list. she has given me a ride so many times that I want her to be the first person to ride in my car. Next is Adam, who has requested to ride in the trunk for some ungodly reason...I won't mind though. Just throw in some pillows. He'll be okay. I suppose the next would be Kris. Haha, I might just take Molly and Adam straight up to Kris's house and save all the gas. GAS! Oh noooooo! I need money for that, don't I? Dangit, I guess that's what jobs are for.
Maybe I'll just sell a kidney or something. I don't need it. Or I could sell my rods back to the hospital, I mean, they've been used, but it's stainless steel, so it's still good...
I kid! Silly Pita, I need my rods or I'd be dead, haha. That would kinda suck. I promise to stay alive, Pita...Don't you worry. I mean, who else is going to take advantage of your Debit card? (No no! I love you, don't take that seriously)
Happy Home!
Love,
Monchan
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
The Cake Is Not A Lie!
Dear Pita,
Tomorrow is the last day of the third nine weeks, at least, for me. I'm not sure how college times go. Anyways, I get Friday off so that teachers can put in their grades and stuff, which also means a potential day I could go see Kris, but alas, Mommykins has to go to school...
Which means yet another week has passed...and here I am. I miss him so much...
Ah, but I guess with all this lonely, free time I've been polishing my piano skills, especially with that sneaky Mr. Joplin and some Mozart of course. I've learned a bit more of the Maple Leaf Rag and I only know the first page of the Turkish March, but I'm getting there. I mean, I've only been in Piano class for about 8 months...so I can't be expected to be a super prodigy haha. Too bad Dr. Watkins won't let me play them for a grade though. GRAAAAAAGH! I wants to!
I keep drawing Magical Miracle Moe Chocolate Sparkle Shoujo Meow-chan who, by the way, is going to have her own comic by the end of this month hopefully. Ah! Well, I mean it won't be professional, it will be made and published by me, but other than that I will finally have made my own comic! A real one! You know you want to read it..Sad thing is that I have to complete it all by tonight, or hopefully most of it. I guess I should get started then, yes? Yes yes...I should. I'll let you read it when you come home on Friday. Rather, you can proofread it or something. I dunno. Be useful and productive.
Speaking of productive, I've turned in ALL MY HOMEWORK this week! I'm so proud. I sure hope Kris is doing his homework. I don't think he realizes how much I care about him, and how much I worry...I just really want him to do well so that he can live the life he wants, full of art and music and video games!! BWAHAHAHAHAAAA...sounds like the best kind of life. As long as you're happy. There are so many songs that remind me of him.
Like "Everlong" by The Foo Fighters. I have this nice acoustic version, and it's really mellow, kinda. Yay Playlist for having acoustic versions of songs (especially "Yellow" by Coldplay...You win) ! They're just so pretty, it really makes me want to play guitar. Haha, if I knew how to play guitar then I would randomly serenade people from their bedroom windows with some sort of romantic-sounding but complete gibberish love song in Spanish...or French. Secretly I'll be singing, "Bananas flower sweater vest green shopping please mother! I love thee!" At least I know how to say "I love you." Don't ask how I know...or why.
I swear I'ma a'splode from having to keep all of my emotions inside. I mean, I've recently started to randomly say curse words and I really really don't like it..I must stop! Please help me, Pita. I don't want to become that kind of person, who says things like that...and then of course I'm also frustrated with school and not being able to do anything because I'm slightly grounded (I dunno if I told you that). But I'll always have my baking...Myeeeeeeessss...
I should make that angel food cake..just saying.
Ah! Senior project is almost due too! I have to do that! Oh my...oh my oh my...I'll get it done, don't you worry, dear Pita. Everything will work out, because it was meant to.
I hope things are going well for you..Don't worry too much.
Love,
Monchan
Tomorrow is the last day of the third nine weeks, at least, for me. I'm not sure how college times go. Anyways, I get Friday off so that teachers can put in their grades and stuff, which also means a potential day I could go see Kris, but alas, Mommykins has to go to school...
Which means yet another week has passed...and here I am. I miss him so much...
Ah, but I guess with all this lonely, free time I've been polishing my piano skills, especially with that sneaky Mr. Joplin and some Mozart of course. I've learned a bit more of the Maple Leaf Rag and I only know the first page of the Turkish March, but I'm getting there. I mean, I've only been in Piano class for about 8 months...so I can't be expected to be a super prodigy haha. Too bad Dr. Watkins won't let me play them for a grade though. GRAAAAAAGH! I wants to!
I keep drawing Magical Miracle Moe Chocolate Sparkle Shoujo Meow-chan who, by the way, is going to have her own comic by the end of this month hopefully. Ah! Well, I mean it won't be professional, it will be made and published by me, but other than that I will finally have made my own comic! A real one! You know you want to read it..Sad thing is that I have to complete it all by tonight, or hopefully most of it. I guess I should get started then, yes? Yes yes...I should. I'll let you read it when you come home on Friday. Rather, you can proofread it or something. I dunno. Be useful and productive.
Speaking of productive, I've turned in ALL MY HOMEWORK this week! I'm so proud. I sure hope Kris is doing his homework. I don't think he realizes how much I care about him, and how much I worry...I just really want him to do well so that he can live the life he wants, full of art and music and video games!! BWAHAHAHAHAAAA...sounds like the best kind of life. As long as you're happy. There are so many songs that remind me of him.
Like "Everlong" by The Foo Fighters. I have this nice acoustic version, and it's really mellow, kinda. Yay Playlist for having acoustic versions of songs (especially "Yellow" by Coldplay...You win) ! They're just so pretty, it really makes me want to play guitar. Haha, if I knew how to play guitar then I would randomly serenade people from their bedroom windows with some sort of romantic-sounding but complete gibberish love song in Spanish...or French. Secretly I'll be singing, "Bananas flower sweater vest green shopping please mother! I love thee!" At least I know how to say "I love you." Don't ask how I know...or why.
I swear I'ma a'splode from having to keep all of my emotions inside. I mean, I've recently started to randomly say curse words and I really really don't like it..I must stop! Please help me, Pita. I don't want to become that kind of person, who says things like that...and then of course I'm also frustrated with school and not being able to do anything because I'm slightly grounded (I dunno if I told you that). But I'll always have my baking...Myeeeeeeessss...
I should make that angel food cake..just saying.
Ah! Senior project is almost due too! I have to do that! Oh my...oh my oh my...I'll get it done, don't you worry, dear Pita. Everything will work out, because it was meant to.
I hope things are going well for you..Don't worry too much.
Love,
Monchan
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy!
Dear Pita,
It's been a nice weekend. I got my phone back and I talked to Kris a lot more than usual. But the silly goose went to bed at 7 in the morning and woke up at 9! He's so silly and amazing. I love him.
Ah, but today i baked these AMAZING peanut butter and chocolate cookies, only like, two of them will fill you up and I ate 5 and now I feel sick as heck. Uuuuuuuuugh, and that was about 4 hours ago...How terrible. Though I did also end up accomplishing other things, like doing my Math and English homework. However, I've now found myself making awkward moments for myself on the phone with Kris and Nick Jonas (the cool Nick Jonas, not the Disney one).
Here I am, sitting here, typing to you, and also trying to listen to these two guys tell each other how invalid the others argument is. It's really funny, but then they try to pull me into the conversation and...I don't know what to say! My mind just goes blank so I'm this stuttering, blubbering mess and then Nick Jonas is just like, "Ummm...okay." And so awkwardness ensues, but I don't mind so much. As long as Kris is happy.
Oh, but hey! I should be started on some cosplays soon, at least Mu-Yeon from Pig Bride. I bought some Sculpey to make her mask (Lol! You were there) and I suppose I could go fabric shopping in a couple of weeks...Maybe I should order that hanbok pattern, though I could improvise. I'm pretty bad at that though. I also need to order wigs and stuff...and buy fur. My goodness I have such a long shopping list.
I also need to make a FABULOUS angel food cake with vanilla/whipped cream filling and strawberries. Huzzah for grandma food! I love Grandmother, she inspires me to bake so very much. She is one of my heroes. I have a lot...maybe too many. She's at near the top of the list though, by Molly (you know her) and Freddy Mercury.
I'm a good old-fashioned lover boy <3 (Er...girl).
Yeah, also I never thought I would like rap. I mean, I still don't but this...this SONG...OH. MY. GOD. Tik Tok by Kesha (I am going to call her Kesha, not Ke$ha because that would be said as Ke-Money Sign-ha, and that's just too complicated) is soooooo very catchy. But I don't like the message it sends out to people.
Kids! Don't brush your teeth with alcohol!! It's bad for you.
Seriously, and who wakes in the morning feeling like a gangsta rapper man with a lot of money who sings for a living? Oh, well...I guess some people do...but I certainly don't. And sleeping in bath tubs is not good for your neck.
Oh, but there are a lot of "your argument is invalid" things that are fun to read. You should look them up, just go to Google Images.
I guess that's all for now. Happy College Times!
Love,
Monchan
It's been a nice weekend. I got my phone back and I talked to Kris a lot more than usual. But the silly goose went to bed at 7 in the morning and woke up at 9! He's so silly and amazing. I love him.
Ah, but today i baked these AMAZING peanut butter and chocolate cookies, only like, two of them will fill you up and I ate 5 and now I feel sick as heck. Uuuuuuuuugh, and that was about 4 hours ago...How terrible. Though I did also end up accomplishing other things, like doing my Math and English homework. However, I've now found myself making awkward moments for myself on the phone with Kris and Nick Jonas (the cool Nick Jonas, not the Disney one).
Here I am, sitting here, typing to you, and also trying to listen to these two guys tell each other how invalid the others argument is. It's really funny, but then they try to pull me into the conversation and...I don't know what to say! My mind just goes blank so I'm this stuttering, blubbering mess and then Nick Jonas is just like, "Ummm...okay." And so awkwardness ensues, but I don't mind so much. As long as Kris is happy.
Oh, but hey! I should be started on some cosplays soon, at least Mu-Yeon from Pig Bride. I bought some Sculpey to make her mask (Lol! You were there) and I suppose I could go fabric shopping in a couple of weeks...Maybe I should order that hanbok pattern, though I could improvise. I'm pretty bad at that though. I also need to order wigs and stuff...and buy fur. My goodness I have such a long shopping list.
I also need to make a FABULOUS angel food cake with vanilla/whipped cream filling and strawberries. Huzzah for grandma food! I love Grandmother, she inspires me to bake so very much. She is one of my heroes. I have a lot...maybe too many. She's at near the top of the list though, by Molly (you know her) and Freddy Mercury.
I'm a good old-fashioned lover boy <3 (Er...girl).
Yeah, also I never thought I would like rap. I mean, I still don't but this...this SONG...OH. MY. GOD. Tik Tok by Kesha (I am going to call her Kesha, not Ke$ha because that would be said as Ke-Money Sign-ha, and that's just too complicated) is soooooo very catchy. But I don't like the message it sends out to people.
Kids! Don't brush your teeth with alcohol!! It's bad for you.
Seriously, and who wakes in the morning feeling like a gangsta rapper man with a lot of money who sings for a living? Oh, well...I guess some people do...but I certainly don't. And sleeping in bath tubs is not good for your neck.
Oh, but there are a lot of "your argument is invalid" things that are fun to read. You should look them up, just go to Google Images.
I guess that's all for now. Happy College Times!
Love,
Monchan
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