Heyla,
It's been awhile. ;) So sorry.
I actually meant to post this by mid-afternoon for me, but I didn't count on coming home, dropping for a quick nap and sleeping for 4 straights hours instead. This means sleeping tonight might be a little harder than I planned for it to be. Damnit.
I really wish I would quit dreaming about people being killed or in the process of being killed. It's not pleasant. I actually wake up fairly shocked, even when it's people I don't know in real life that I'm dreaming about. But damn if my dreams wouldn't make for good movies. I'm near tears thinking of where my dream last night ended up this morning. :(
This weekend, though I only had plans for after 3 or 4 in the afternoon, I still ended up worn out. Last night Hanna stayed the night and we ended up (like girls are bound to do) talking about tons of different things for over an hour. Though it ended up revolving around our boyfriends. Guys are surprisingly similar sometimes....
Yes, I'm rocking out to music while typing this. Wahahaha. I miss being able to turn on a radio and just rock out. Radios here have so much talking, and the song stations aren't in the range of the radio I've got right now, so I have to go buy one.
I have unofficially arranged my living arrangements for next year. Now I can look forward to going home and knowing I'll have a place to stay. :) AND that my parents are willing to pay for it. That's called : NO WORRIES!!! I just have to pay for my own food. Even just paying the bills, my parents save a total of 1,540 by letting me live with Kellie and I DONT have required 'Go home' holidays. SCORE!
I appreciate that ATC has dancing in their music videos that they do themselves. *nods* Their songs are okay, but I like their dancing more. And there's no slouching against a wall while gesturing with their arms to emulate 'dancing' or 'entertainment'. C'mon rapper boys. You're entertainment right? Dance rapper boys, dance!! *Insert evil cackle here*
Homework is nearly overwhelming, the material is mostly easy, and the teachers are interesting. There's one teacher I adore messing with, but I've been a good girl and not played with her too much. Though she scares the crap out of one of my cutest, sweetest freinds, and apparently has even deliberately been mean to her, which pisses me off. But since I heard that from a biased source, I'm holding back judgment until I see it for myself.
So I'm thinking to do a Sailor Moon cosplay before I cut off my hair. It'd be such a waste to not do it when I actually have the hair for it. =) I'll take pictures. Though I won't be posting it on this blog. Sorry. For those that don't actually know me in person, I have really long blonde hair that reaches my pants and further. It settles on my thighs when I sit. And I'm about to cut it ALL OFF WAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!! I've picked out a hair style, set the date, arranged to sell my hair, and begun planning hair styles for short hair. I am SO ready. And just a little nervous. :)
I wonder if cutting your hair is like cutting your nails. You get used to the length and the things you can do with it, and so there's this ghostly feeling of 'Oh, I can still do it' before you remember, 'oh, no I can't...'. And I wonder if there's an equal chaffing like I get on my fingers after cutting my nails. You know, because my nails normally protect my finger pads from too much use, so when they're short they end up incredibly sensitive and overused. They end up chafed and hurting.
It's been raining here for two days now. Yes, I'm ecstatic. Let's see if I can explain my view of rain:
There's a comforting patter of sound gently lulling you into security. When you step outside, you see beautiful temporary threads of silver that shoot toward the ground, kissing it with all the strength gravity can give it. Reaching out a hand, you feel those pin-prickling kisses for yourself and they tickle just enough to make you want to smile. Stepping into the shower of moisture, you feel kisses landing with abandon, no plan or organization to the touches of nurture from the atmosphere and it's a peaceful, gentle display of affection. You find a puddle of this water that has been generously given to you, and as you begin kicking the water up, trying to help it reach the sky once more, you have to laugh because it feels so cold and you feel so childish and happy to be able to play in such a simple way, no matter your age, sex or busyness.
That is my view of the rain. *nods* I hope I have inspired you to the dark side. We have soup and hot cocoa for when you eventually get sick because no one drew a bath for you while you were out playing and you got a cold from a lowered immune system.
What Red Carpet happened over the weekend? I'm out of the loop apparently. Crest has been connections than I do. Yes, I have Crest as a 'friend' on Facebook. You can never have too much toothpaste. Now if only I could get it for free.
Alright. I've been typing on and off for an hour. I think I've done pretty well. *nods* ....If not, well, I DID try....
I'd like to learn this dance. It helps that the guys are really cute and the girls are really fit.
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How short? Shoulder length? Chin? Can't wait to see it.
Shorter. Rather like yours, except longer in the front. It's a little hard to describe, but there's pictures at the salon. :S I just have to remember to take pictures.
Red carpet = Academy Awards (for movies). I watched some of it. Most of it was boring like it usually is.
Ah. Thanks love. I knew I should know what that was.
You don't want it longer than mine in the front! Mine goes down past my eyebrows and pokes me in the eye.
It actually pokes you in the eye?!
Sometimes!
O_O I gonna think about this a little more....
hey sweetie. glad to hear you're okay. your mom called me earlier in the day because she was worried about you, and i told her to look at your japan blog post. so yeah, she told me to tell you to contact her when you get a chance. be careful, especially since there is talk of reactor meltdowns, radiation leakages, and whatnot.
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