FISH

Okay, I've had these fish on my blog for forever, and they haven't been named. So now, they will receive their titles.


RED FISH 1: Leo (boy)
RED FISH 2: Luna (girl)- the two red fish are twins
ORANGE FISH: Joey
YELLOW FISH: Marik
WHITE FISH: Bakura- Marik and Bakura are just "friends"
GREEN FISH: Tristen
BLUE FISH: Yugi
BLACK FISH: Kaiba


There we go. For those of you who know me really well, this is a reference to a series about card games.


Bye.

Why So Cold?

Now, with a title like that, some people may think I'm going to complain about the temperatures this Spring. No.


I have something that happened that we all know of and dread the day it comes. It comes in people, in animals, insects, fish, etc.


It is a process we humans like to call death.


This morning, I found my dear old guinea pig, Pigwidgeon, laying motionless and cold on the floor of her crate. She was gone. My mother and I had been expecting this for a while, since she was so old; and yet, I still cried. But the tears were solemn and quiet. My mom will take care of her after I've gone to school. 


See, our Piggy was about seven or eight years old. That's quite a bit older than the average guinea pig. When I found her, she looked like she had just gone to sleep. Peaceful. I figure Pigwidgeon died of old age, after she fell asleep. Bye-bye, Piggy.

POST NUMBER 100

Yup, 100 posts, 1100 page views. Not too bad.


I have arisen from my pointless depression; because with the help of my family members, I realized this: I can do something about it. 


Odd, isn't it? To think a lazy person like me would jump at the chance to actually do something? I'll start waking up earlier, so I exercise in the mornings because I'm not in gym anymore. 


Okay, that was an update on my person life. I have to go to school now. Bye.

Off as Off Can Get

As you can probably infer from the title of today's rant, it has been a particularly strange day for me.
To put it in "me" terms:


I am currently in a state of untimely and irrational melancholy that I ardently detest.


Yeah, and on top of that, Ewok-buddy is all sad, too. I don't know about MsMcCartney, but the teddy-bear/alien thing and I are all sad and such.


My terrible excuse is as follows:


I was picked up from school early today- which people would usually embrace, but I had different thoughts. Just a doctor's appointment. Nothing major. But for a teenage girl with a ten-foot long streak of being unable to control her emotions properly, it was nerve-racking. I had to be weighed. A nightmare. Absolutely terrible. I mean really, how fat can one girl be? I was home from the doctor's office at the time school actually got out (a half-hour before I usually arrive home), and immediately embarked on a walk to gather my thoughts and myself. Unfortunately, that took and hour; and by the time I arrived home, my feet were drenched from walking in puddle after puddle, and my sister was worried sick. In short I felt terrible, guilty, and irresponsible.


For the sake of people out there who prefer to read happy things, I'll put an end to my complaining and over-all post by saying this:


It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of good fortune will be in want of a wife.

It is a Truth Universally Acknowledged, That Every Fan of Pride and Prejudice Must Have the Utmost Respect and Admiration for Colin Firth as the Best Mr. Darcy

For your information Beatlechick24, there is no hope for you.


Today is Easter, and I was so excited, I awoke at my usual time of 9:50. There was a basket of candy prepared for me, with pastel-colored chocolate eggs, packaged fun-sized store-bought candy bars, and a chocolate bunny. The bunny will be spared, but not for long.


If you have begun to read some of the blogs I follow, or picked up on who of my friends wrote what blog post, it should be obvious that I am at war with Beatlechick24. My mind has been engulfed in classical literature. I finished To Kill a Mocking Bird yesterday, and as of today, I'm 100 pages into Pride and Prejudice. Holy crap. I just realized that three of my followers and many of my readers probably don't know what I've been talking about for the past twenty-million posts. How about a book summary?


For this particular story, we find ourselves in 19th century England. The local villages of Longbourn and Meryton are always buzzing with news of matrimony and romance. But it is nothing compared to the reaction that comes from the arrival of some new neighbors with great fortune: the Binglys. 
The middle-class family, the Bennets, are most excited about meeting the family, in hopes of one of their five accomplished and agreeable daughters to be united with young Mr. Bingly or his friend, Mr. Darcy. But while the family is exceedingly pleased with Mr. Bingly's happy manners and personality, they are astonished by Mr. Darcy's rude and prideful behavior. Mr. Darcy is said to have double the annual salary of Mr. Bingly, but how could one of the girls possibly learn to love someone like him? 


Maybe that wasn't the best of summaries, but I didn't want to copy one off of the Internet or the movie box. I'm not that uncreative. Am I? Don't answer that. Anyway, the main reason I'm not very far into the book is because it was written in the 19th century. Therefore, the writing style is pretty difficult to take in at a fast pace. Kinda like Shakespeare, but less ornate. There are some excellent lines in that book, you have no idea. I can't see how anyone could make a two-hour movie and keep all of the amazing lines and clever scenarios Incorporated. It just doesn't work as well as a total of six-hours. See the difference?


I'm done. I mean, it's Easter. Gotta do stuff. Bye.

I Have Quite a Long Reading List

This morning, I actually woke up before 11:00, so I'm happy.


I took about an hour-long walk this morning, going to Beatlechick24's house twice. I had to drop things off and pick things up. I gathered she would be spending her day watching Pride and Prejudice movies, observing Matthew Macfadyen Creepin' on Longbourne. Truthfully, I prefer to watch Colin Firth jump into a lake. But I suppose to each their own. Beatlechick prefers the more "hot" or "sexy" Darcy, but I like the one that is loyal and solemn.


I started reading Pride and Prejudice this morning, and while I skipped ahead to it's place in a Jane Austen collection, I realized I had a reading list of five books. I'll give it to you in my priorities list.


1. To Kill a Mocking Bird- I've yet to finish it, and won't watch the movie until I do.


2. Pride and Prejudice- I've seen the movie far to many times without reading the book.


3. Anne of Green Gables- Beatlechick24 said she would read one of my manga if I read this, so I will.


4. Sense and Sensibility- Another Jane Austen classic that I've persuaded myself to read eventually.


5. Emma- More Jane Austen. Scholars say that on the terms of writing quality, it was her best.


So there you go. My mind is occupied with classical literature. Next thing will be reading more Shakespeare. Man was that a challenge. When I'm in high school, I'll read Atlas Shrugged. For right now, it just seems too precarious. I've got plenty to do, along with the mandatory school work that will be bestowed apon me when I return. As far as I can remember without actually getting up, I have only thirty pages or so left in To Kill a Mocking Bird. Once I finish that and Pride and Prejudice, I'll give you an updated list of favorite books. But don't hold your breath because I've read only fifty pages of Pride and Prejudice. It'll take a while. But I'm sure you can wait and entertain yourself with my regular nonsense.


Well, I have some reading to do. See you later.

Some Day in the Rain...

Yes, it was very rainy today.


So today was conformed into a lazy day. I sat around with my mom watching Notting Hill, which we started around 1:00. After we finished that movie, I took a break, and then at 5:30 I started watching the Six-Part Pride and Prejudice with nothing but a bowl of popcorn to accompany me. Each part was about 55 minutes long, containing gorgeous music, fantastic scenery, and amazing and perfect and beautiful dialogue. I'll try my very hardest to avoid conforming to Elizabeth Bennet, but I can't help but relate myself to her even more now. She is so witty, beautiful, and loved by many people. One thing that astounds me is that there are so few people in the world like Mr. Bingly and Mr. Darcy. They are such amazing companions to Lizzy and Jane, and so sweet and loyal. I can only hope that I can find a boyfriend or eventually husband as pleasant and wonderful as those two characters.


Earlier today, Beatlechick24 and I watched the Keira Knightly and Matthew Macfadyen version that came out in 2005. It was okay, but nothing compared to Colin Firth and Jennifer Ehle. I have to say that I love Mr. Darcy with all of my heart and soul. Aww... crap. I sound like my mom. Oh well. Too bad. Mr. Darcy is fantastic. I can only wish that there were people like him at my school. I would have no further complaints about the people at my school who are so obnoxious and rude. I can picture their faces in record time. I wish I had a Mr. Darcy or Mr. Bingly right now.


That was quite a rant. I admit it could have been more impressive if it weren't so late a night. I'm suddenly pretty tired. My parents started another movie that I'm not very impressed with so far. In a little while, I'll wind down and go to bed. I'll bet that I'm gonna wake up at 11:00 a.m. at least. 


Today being Good Friday, I got the day off from school. That's how I can justify watching movies all day. Kinda.


Well, I'm kinda done now. I'll be surprised if anyone reads this before morning. Night.

See How Terrible I Am?

Okay, as you can see, I have changed the design of my blog once again. I think it looks okay now. Tell me if it looks stupid, but I think it's pretty cool. I don't mean to be indecisive, I just got kinda bored with the red. This looks okay.


I don't really know what else to talk about except the fact that lent is over on Easter Sunday. I'll be able to eat junk food again!! I'm eating popcorn as I write, though. That was my only exception.


KK I'm done. Gotta re-watch The Disappearance. Bye.

Sorry for the Delay

I feel bad that I haven't posted much recently, but I'm gonna put that behind me because I hit 1,021 page views in the time I haven't been watching over my blog like a hawk. I'm pretty happy right now. I just have the inability to express it on a blog in writing without over-doing the use of an exclamation mark. Happy day.


On Saturday, my family and I drove all the way up to Kalamazoo, Michigan, to see a movie that lasted only an hour and forty-five minutes. The book was written in the 1950's, totaling up to being over 1,000 pages. Making this movie was attempted in the 1980's, but fell through. Atlas Shrugged: Part One of Three. The story is as follows: It is 2016. The world is in a state of chaos. Not an "End of the World" sort of thing, but rather, "The Economy is Dying." Gas prices are at $37.50 a gallon, so regular transportation by car is out of the question for the middle-class population. Now, long-distance travel is most affordable by train. The presidents of big companies are disappearing all over the country. The remaining train companies are competing  to make the most money, and come out on top.


I was really impressed with the movie. My mother, a tough movie critic, said that the movie was really good, even though it was under-financed. I loved it, and I can't wait for the next movie.


I'll finish the post off with this:


Who is John Galt?

How Do You Pronounce This?

So yesterday, my Erik Satie book arrived in the mail. I looked at the third set of songs in order, studied it, and realized, there was no time signature. I was baffled by the revelation. How do you play something that isn't 4/4, or 3/4, or 5/4, or 6/8, or 2/2, or 2/4, or 9/8? You play it however you want. That's what my teacher told me, I tried it, and it was so fun. I was genuinely scared at first because it was all strait notes. No bar lines, measures, nothing. At the beginning, there was a Treble Clef, and a key signature. To make it harder, the key was A-flat (B-flat, E-flat, A-flat, D-flat). I'm so glad I figured it out, because it's beautiful. The song is called Gnossiennes. Gorgeous. Fantastic. I love it.


I'm out of ideas already. Geez, that's pathetic. Sorry people. I'll post again when something eventful happens.

Unlimited Uncreativity

Okay. As most of you know, I'm a pretty lazy person some times. To prove that even further, I'm going to copy J-J-J-Jenica, Nai Pace, Beatlechick24, and Zombieman13, by writing a "ten things you don't know about me" sort of thing. It'll be hard, since I've already spewed my guts onto the Internet.

Ten Things You Probably Don't Know About Me

1. A lot of the times when I walk, I do little Ballet-style twirls to the sounds around me. I'll especially do it if my dancing show is on, and I'm in the kitchen. I'll still hear the music, so I'll dance around a little bit.

2. I have a bad habit of whistling in the hallways at school. Maybe I have a band song stuck in my head, and while I'm standing at my locker, I'll whistle the tune of Mission: Impossible.

3. For some reason, I always seem to have someone teasing me. Guys whom I clearly dislike wave and stare at me, girls calling me ugly. It just happens.

4. I don't like people. They scare me. People in general, not every individual person. There are people in my life whom I love, and others who I can't stand. That's just how it works.

5. MIDDLE SCHOOL GIRLS ARE JERKS. I am a lot of the time. Some more often than others. Some WAY more often than others. Most girls can't simply brush aside their past experiences with others. There begins a grudge. Grudge leads to dislike. Dislike leads to rumors. Rumors lead to teachers getting involved. It's just a long broken cycle of hatred and jealousy.

6. Nothing against Disney, but Toy Story 3 was WAY better than the other 2. It's such an original story compared to the first and second. Plus, the animation in the third was amazing. And don't get me started on how adorable that little girl Bonnie was. I could go on for HOURS.

7. I am a daydreamer, but always pay pretty good attention in class. It's my friends who can't listen in math.

8. My biggest temptation is not chocolate, but Popcorn. I LOVE POPCORN. You have no idea. It's soft, and buttery, and salty, and cute, and never got stuck in my braces when I had them. I gave up all junk food for Lent, except popcorn. I would cry every day without it.

9. I'm a complainer. You know why that is? I didn't think so. It's because I'm spoiled. I whine, and complain, and moan, and groan, and for what? Who benefits from the squabblings of a teenage girl? I don't. You don't. I just don't want to be a Mary Sue. I want to be as pretty as Haruhi Suzumiya, as witty as Elizabeth Bennet, and as happy as possible. Is that too much to ask?

10. I'm annoyed at the fact that I try to be other people. I can be LIKE other people, just not THEM. I need to be myself, but take a little of my friends, and mix it in with the Cami. Beatlechick24's charisma, Nai Pace's pacifism and musical abilities, J-J-J-Jenica's sense of humor, and Zombieman13's... uhh... Well anyway, you get the picture.

Well, there you go. All I did there was basically complained. And ignored Spell Checks for a while. Ooohhhh.... crap. I forgot one pet peeve of mine. I'll add that really fast as an eleven.

11. I HATE it when people spell my name wrong. Is it really that hard?

I Found It

The other day, maybe yesterday, I'm not keeping track, I was complaining about wanting to play the song Gymnopedie Dai 1-Ban (in English it is Gymnopedie No. 1) on the piano, and I got the score, thanks to Nai Pace (naipace.blogspot.com). I was listening to it on YouTube, and Nai gave me the link. I looked at the document, tried to print it, but it was a sample, so I couldn't. Talking to my mom gave me the idea of looking on Amazon.com. I found the song in a book. There is a total of seventeen songs in the book, so it's by no means a waste of money. Amazon shipped the book this morning, so it should come within the next three to five days. But there's no trouble. I can wait. Plus, I have the document with the music saved, so I can just bring the Laptop over to the piano, and look at the music. The only downside is, I have to scroll, since it's a small screen. But, it doesn't really bother me. I'll have more songs in my repertoire. That's always nice. Luckily, the book should be here before my next lesson, so I've got something to show my teacher. Now I'm really excited for the book to come. Thanks again, Nai.


That's a pretty big paragraph. I'm surprised I could type that. Usually, I'm a pretty slow typer, but I think I've been able to type faster with more accuracy recently. Yet another field I'm improving in. I just wish I could get better at Basketball. When I practice my Free-throws, most of the time, I'll make 3/10 shots. I'm really not that good. I'm alright at Baseball, but when it came down to games, I messed up a whole lot. My coaches called me a ball magnet because I got three dead balls in one game. The pitcher must've had something against me. I don't even remember when that was. It's a distant memory. In a sense.


I really don't like it when it rains. I can't go out and ride my bike or play basketball or walk. I had to walk this morning because I'm taking care of my neighbor's pet, but they were down the street. I like taking long bike rides through different neighborhoods. Right now, I ride through about three neighborhoods in thirty minutes. Across the main road, there's another subdivision I'm familiar with because a couple of my friends live there. But there are others I've never been to, and I really want to see them. I just can't cross the busy roads. Maybe I should go in laps. I think I'd cover more distance, but it wouldn't be as fun. There would be the same old tree, and the same old house that I'd seen a hundred times before. I'd like to go somewhere new, but close to home. It'd still be an adventure, right? It just wouldn't be too far from where I started. I think that sounds about right. Yeah.


My sister has the Card Club Society coming over today, since they didn't have a meeting. We're on Spring Break still, so no school. There'll be five or six high schoolers with my sister and I in the basement playing a Children's Card Game. I'm absolutely positive I won't win a single game, since my deck isn't nearly as good as other people's are. So, I'm trying not to get my hopes up, like I always do.


I can't believe it took me this long to get to talking about The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya. That's almost embarrassing that my post would have been legitimately normal. I must be punished... Nah. I've decided to save up my money so I can buy the Movie and Original Soundtrack when they come out in English. Movie first. I will burn the OST songs onto my MP3 player, and listen to them all the time, and watch the movie three times a week. At least. You have no idea how excited I am. This is the only thing I've fangirled over in months! Last time, it was Spike Spegal from Cowboy Bebop. He's still awesome, it's just that Kyon is even more so. I mean, really. Who doesn't like Kyon. When Ryoko Asakura tried to kill him, it wasn't because she held a grudge against him, it was just because she was a radical. None of the SOS Brigade members hold anything against him. In a way, they rely on him to keep Haruhi in check. He's so important, even though he's just a normal human. Haruhi chose him for some reason, and I don't know what it is, but I know I'll find out because it has to be revealed sooner or later. If you're wondering why she chose him, I'll be the first to tell you when I find out. I do have a guess, but I don't think I'm right. So I'll keep it to myself for the time being. Sorry.


That was an even BIGGER paragraph. Weird. Excuse me. That's the pot calling the kettle black. Aright, I have to go. I'll talk to myself later.

The Most Uncalled For State of Melancholy

I've become so good at typing the word "melancholy" it's not even funny.


Yeah, yesterday I was really quiet and unsociable for the first part of the day. But after playing a bit of basket ball, I was much more awake and I stayed off the laptop for a while to make dinner. 


I stayed up until 1:30 in the morning last night/ this morning watching the 6 part Pride and Prejudice with my mom. Unfortunately for her, she was dead asleep half-way through the fourth one. I do really like that story. Oh, how I wish to have a romance like that of Elizabeth Bennett. It has always struck me as extremely sweet. I can't get the thought out of my mind that I could be Elizabeth Bennett. I already know who would be the sisters, except Jane. I don't know many people like Jane. That'll be harder than the others were to find. The fact that I'm Elizabeth, the main character, shows how openly self-centered I am. I do love Elizabeth Bennett, which may seem odd to some of you who don't know that there are as many forms of love as there are moments in time. I got that line from Mansfield Park, another Jane Austen book turned into a movie. I love Pride and Prejudice the best of all, but there are none that I dislike. I think they are works of a master author, and that Pride and Prejudice is her best. So someday, I will have an Elizabeth Bennett and Mr. Darcy romance, and at that time be totally unaware of it. I'm naive lots of the time, I hate to say it. But everyone has flaws. That's just one of mine.


That's a hacking big paragraph. Oh well, I have to do some simple sorting chores. Good bye.

OMG/OST

I'm excited out of my mind right now. I can't believe this, but I found all of the music to The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya on YouTube! It's so beautiful. There's the music from the trailer, the traditional Haruhi background music, and some really pretty compositions. I'll show you guys the album cover, so you can scream at the implied paring, then watch the movie and see how it all works out.


I'm gonna make it super fat, to rub in the fact I know what happens and you don't. I don't think.

Believe me, looking at this and listening to the music makes me want to CRY. The role of Yuki in the movie is crucial. I won't spoil things for you, but I just want to let you know that this is what the movie is about, or partially. I feel like crying when I listen to Gyumnopedies Dai Ban and look at this picture. Here, you probably don't know what I'm talking about, so I'll show you this.

That is the background song for the trailer. It's just the full version. I think you'll really like it, if you like piano music. It's absolutely gorgeous. If someone finds the piano score for this song, tell me and give me the web address in a comment. PLEASE. I want to play it SO BADLY.

Okay, well I have to do something instead of just sit around. Bye.

Is it Fun?

Of course.


Sorry for the obscure reference. I just finished watching The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya on YouTube. I found a person who has the movie in eleven parts. The channel is haruhifannumber1. All you need to do is search that channel and go to the profile. After that, it won't be too hard to find. Believe me, it's a really good movie. Just make sure you know the series pretty well. You will laugh, and cry, and smile, and sigh, and say, "Kyon, what the crap is wrong with you?" That makes things easier.


Last night, I spent the night with my grandmother. It was pretty nice being with her for a while. After she got settled for bed, I watched Sleepless in Seattle and Sense and Sensibility. Actually, I never finished the second movie. I was dead asleep half way through, so I didn't see the ending I was already familiar with. The morning became pretty crazy when the new appliances came in. It took the crew ten minutes to set up the refrigerator and two for the stove. They were a lot nicer than the originals. I loaded the food back in the fridge and cooked eggs on the stove, and then I had to leave. It was a good visit.


I'm still really liking the idea of modernizing Pride and Prejudice with the characters a bit younger. I think it would be fun to write a book. I just don't think I'm ready for it because I don't have a very good writing ability. Most of my sentences start with "I," "It," "So," or "They." The inconsistency dulls the writing, and makes it much more boring. Maybe I could start now, and keep it going for a long time, so it ends in a good state.


Oh, geez. I still need to play some basketball tonight. See you later.

Sorry 'Bout This Mates

I'm so terribly sorry that I have to post again today. I'm just simply ecstatic about something. To add effect, you might want to read this with a British or Australian accent.


I got to 900 page views today. That is the only reason I would post more than once a day, even though I don't have spring break. I'm so happy that my blog has been doing so well.


Kanigit=Knight


Goodbye, ole chap.

At Least I Don't Have School

Bless this thy Hand Grenade.


Okay, so, last night, I got home from a bike ride, to see The Lion King playing on the family room TV. So, I sat down to watch that and cool down from my ride. I was out for about a half an hour. So then came dinner, playing basket ball by myself for about another half hour, and coming back inside. Then we watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail as a family, I went in the basement to watch Bleach and Food Network: Challenge. I really wasn't that tired afterwards, so my mom and I watched a movie called The Insider, the third R movie I've ever seen. It's about a guy who was fired from a major tobacco company, and wants to reveal the truth about nicotine, a drug in cigarettes. It was really good, but everybody cursed too much. Even after that, I wasn't tired, so my mom and I watched Pride and Prejudice, one of our all-time favorites. I wanted to watch the Keira Knightly and Matthew Macfadyen version, since it was one in the morning, and I didn't want to stay up and watch something six hours long. I'd forgotten how much I love Pride and Prejudice, and now I feel the need to watch it again.


See, that was a very bland explanation of my wasted Sunday. But all of it is true. 


I got a bit of an idea. If you know me, you know it's a bad to get involved. I just think it would be cool to modernize the happenings in Pride and Prejudice with younger people. I'm sure it's already been done, but I feel the need to do it. I already have ideas swirling through my head. I just don't know what to do about Lady Kathrine Dubose. What should her position be in 2011? She could be a wealthy landlord. Holy crap, I can't believe I came up with that. I'd bet it could work. I feel inspired to write a best-seller, now. Unfortunately, my writing abilities are no where near Jane Austin's. It's still worth a shot. Maybe.


Okay, I don't really know what to do now. Sorry for a boring post. Bye.

Well That Was Weird

Too ta la la la la la...


I was about to start typing and my computer monitor went black. It's fixed now, obviously. The black-out was just a little unexpected. IT JUST DID IT AGAIN!!! I don't know why, but I just want it to STOP.


Oh, for any of you who have converted to being Haruhi-fans, The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya movie should be released in English soon. I'm so excited, I can hardly wait to see Kyon in all of his amazing-ness. I'll add the trailer, just for effect. 

I actually just found the movie on YouTube subbed in English. It's over 2 hours and 30 minutes. And, it doesn't have English subtitles. Crap. I found another one in eleven parts with subs. There are only three parts up. Gosh.

So last night, I was hanging out with MsMcCartney (beatlechick24.blogspot.com), and when I got home at like 10:30, my OLDER sister and her friend were in the living room, watching HIGH SCHOOL FREAKING MUSICAL. Apparently, my sister and her friend were watching FTL (for the lolz). It still made me mad. I heard the generic couple singing together near the beginning, and realized that the girl was totally Auto-tuned. I can't conceive why I used to like that movie. There was a little bit of charm in the first, like the fact Zeke is baking, but the second was dumb. BASEBALL AND DANCING ARE TOTALLY DIFFERENT. I WOULD KNOW. I'VE DONE BOTH.

Excuse that interruption of rage. It's true, though. Dancing is to the sound of music. Baseball is to the sound of hitting and catching balls, as well as cheers.

Well, I feel the need to shoot some hoops now. Or play baseball. Whichever. Bye.

Today is a DAY

Guess what?? I re-designed my blog again! BIG SHOCKER, RIGHT?? Naw... It looks pretty cool this time.

So, yeah. My school system kicked off Spring Break with a Students vs. Faculty Basketball game. The Faculty won, as I expected. It was pretty cool. We got to skip the last half of 5th period, and while the game was going on, the most advanced band in my school played some different themes. Yet still, I find myself at home, sitting in a green LaZBoy, staying home for the week off of school. 

I find it kinda strange that I have quite a few friends, as far as I know, but I end up sitting alone on the bus almost every day. I'll sit and listen to my MP3 player (named Aya), while three of my best friends I bonded with over the summer partake in giggly conversations involving guys, hot guys, singers, complaining, and other things. But y'know what? That stuff doesn't interest me anymore. I would prefer to talk to my friend about Left for Dead, a zombie video game I've never played before, over how movie stars like Taylor Laughtner and singers like Justin Bieber are extremely hot. Besides, I'm Logan Lerman all the way. Anyway, I guess those things don't really excite me anymore. I guess I am more of a guy than my friends are. Think about it. I have two classes where I got to choose where to sit. In both of those classes, I'm surrounded by three guys. Honestly, I'd rather talk TO guys, instead ABOUT them. So on most bus rides, even when I do sit closer to the Giggle-boxes, I feel pretty secluded, or rather, isolated. Some of my friends can hang out with them and me separately, and be relatively comfortable, but I'm only comfortable around one general group. In a sense, I don't belong with my three beautiful, crazy, charismatic friends on my bus. I belong with the beautiful, crazy, charismatic friends that deserve the title "Best Friends." At the lunch table I sat at originally, but moved because of an increase in population. And now, I feel the need to sit there now, more than ever. It's so much easier to be myself, and I can try letting others be themselves. There doesn't tend to be one attention-getter, like in places I've been to before. It just feels more like, home.

Blogger turned off my automatic-Arial setting. It's still a real word, though. 

Keep the Arial in your hearts this spring, because it is the best font ever. Bye.