Harry Potter (not really, more like soul searching)

So I'm finally started on my Harry Potter house scarfs. (thanks to the urgings of a certain someone) Well so far it's cool, but I'm gonna stick to knitting while watching the t.v. Sometimes I feel like picking up a bunch of stuff and setting it on fire. (actual feeling just felt it right now)
I've been really bored with life lately. I mean I'm out having fun and stuff, but life seems so bleak to me. I have a really bad problem with that. I get bored with life pretty often, and am at a loss as to what to do. Suicide is out of the question cuz I find the whole idea retarded. Seriously what does a hasty death do 4 u? Nothing cuz then u have to go through the whole process again. So I'm in the process of finding a new hobby to entertain me. I want to learn a new skill, but I'm not sure what. It has to be something I can do with my hands. If I could I'd take up ceramics in my own home. I don't wanna do it at Palomar. I hate people watch me work on my stuff. I feel like they're staring at my naked soul as it's giving birth to another creation. That sounds weird but it's what I feel like. I like writing poetry but I have a hard time showing it to others cuz I feel like they'll judge it negatively. That's why I only share it with my close friends.
Anyways I'm going on about nothing now. So if anyone has any suggestions 4 a hobby, please share it with me.
Lately I've been driving myself insane because I can't stop arguing with myself! No I am not crazy. It's just that when I'm alone and there's no one to talk to I get to thinking, and that just ends up with me on both sides of an argument! Like today they were talking about sex slaves a.k.a. prostitution in San Francisco, and I was all like it's all becuz men are such pigs! Which is basically what the news said, but then the other me was all like if the women wouldn't make themselves so readily available then prostitution wouldn't exist! and then 1st me was all like nuh-uh that might lead to more violent outputs from men such as rape and other stuff. Well u can see how this can get annoying if ur trying to knit and all u can hear is the infernal arguing in ur brain. Because contrary to what people think I am not a hollow headed weirdo. I actually do think, and quite often! but I don't have anyone to argue with! Well that's enough ranting from me.
I will know supply u with some quotes of late:

"He's like the right, but ur soooo left ur almost touching the right!"

-what a jerk, koreans suck balls
big hairy wrinkly saggy balls

-not all of them

-meh I aint picky with my racism

(nothing to do with u Kat cuz ur the awesomest! ur spicyness represents how awesome asians are!)

" I WANNA take him out back and rape him HARD hahahahahahahaha"

- I f my dog died I would die

-Casey if u died I'd be sooo sad I'd die 2!

- yeah but then I'd come back to life and u'd still be dead haha

O.o

Past Lives

So earlier today Maritza was telling me how she loves ancient Egypt. And I told her that I can just imagine her being a goldsmith, back in those long gone days. She was all like GOLD! And then told me that she could imagine me in Greek/Roman days.
She totally knows me! I was all like as a warrior? *eyes shining brightly* She was like no, as a scholar. I was like omgz! I would so be a scholar or a muse! She then described me as taller, with long curly hair and one of those white flowy gowns! You can imagine the kind of squealing this elicited from me.
I love everything from those days! All the philosophy, the epic adventures, the gods! Athena is my patron goddess. I just know it! I know I must have lived in Grecian times once upon ancient times. I feel like I would have enjoyed it to the fullest, but even though I wish I could go back . . . I don't. It's simple really. I'm reading Hans Christian Anderson's The Galoshes of Fortune, and in this story whom so ever shalt wear the galoshes will be transferred to whatever time or place they wish to be. This man wished that he was living 200 years in the past, and when he was there he was absolutely miserable. I think that I might experience this if I were transported back to Grecian times, because I don't know the language! Even if I did it's not old Greek. I might fantasize about being there, but I don't think they would fully appreciate all my ideas, unless I were a man.
Maybe if they come up with time machines in the future, and I'm still alive, I would love to visit ancient Greece. I just hope for our sakes that they can come up with a fail free way of keeping people from messing with the past. Maybe they can do a sort of Charles Dickens Christmas Carol, sort of thing. You know, where you're like Scrooge and people can't see you when you visit the past. That would be awesome.
I would love to see if they're so called dragons existed. (although all those who truly know me know that I believe in dragons nonetheless) Climb aboard a ship and sail the younger seas, pre-pollution. Watch an epic battle that was blown out of proportion. See scholars hard at work, musing over their latest theory. *sigh* Sometimes I do wish that my mind controlled how the world worked, that way I could be surrounded by the things I like most. Although my friends would be there, I'm sure they'd be doing their own thing. And I would be immersed in a big pile of books studying to my hearts content, maybe traveling in a bubble examining world development, shrink down to micro size and see life begin to form. Oh all the endless possibilities!
Maybe one day I'll remember all my past lives and rejoice in them like memories of a happy childhood, even if that childhood is that of my soul.

Hector's Party

So Hector's party was like 3 days ago, but I haven't been able to blog about it cuz it took me that long to recuperate.

Anyways the day started with me waking up somewhere around 9;30, even though I'd been up blogging about 4 hours before that. I started out by cleaning and making sure my chores were completely done. I didn't want my mom to bitch after all. So after getting myself prettied up I was like "Momma, please take me to Hector's" Well she did, and I got there like around 12, much too early since the party wasn't till 6! o.O When I entered . . .

I found Hector freaking out, and running around cleaning and scrubbing like crazy. I said I'd help, but mostly Hector pushed me out of the way cuz I wasn't competent enough 4 him. So I just went to a little cortner and hid, until I was neeeded. Which came in the form of me setting up the playstation and junk.

Then Hector's friend Shane arrived, he was really cool. While Hector was gussying himself up, we were doing some karaoke! Yeah! It was awesome. So after Hector was raedy he was all like "Oh Noes! I need me some candles, and some tape (for unknown reasons)!" So we headed over to stater bros and that was when . . .

I saw a Subway!!! You have to understand that I didn't have breakfast, and therefore was starving. It was just me and Subway. Of course I ditched those herpaderps 4 Subway! It was delicious, I had a meatball sub.

Anyways we went back to his house, and the next people to arrive were Kat, Blake, Julie, and Josh. Of course the firwst thing 3 of them did was go smoke in the backyard. Ignoring the wishes of the other people there who soooo do not want to get lung cancer.

Whatevs! So by then we were all chillaxin enjoying ourselves. Viv & Ruby arrived soon after, and that was even better.

Everything really got going somewhere around 5:30, when Nancy arrived with her pole. O.o Everybody gathered upstairs to catch a glimpse. Even though it was good, i wish I hadn't watched. It was a very scarring experience. Imean between catching a glimpse ofJulie's underwear, and that Nancy chick who one minute had a skirt and then didn't! Oh Ben! Although Hector on the pole was awesome!

By the way, I never touched that pole. I sooo did not want butt sweat all over my hand!

Anywaysthat was all fun, and all but there were other highlights to this party. Such as Hector's friend Rowdy , and his friend Christian playing some of their songs 4 us. They were really good! I really liked the song Traveling. Of course the chilena, Elia, getting a number from Rowdy was awesome as well. lolz All the girls from our group observed her and Rowdy. Him holding her hand to "teach" her how to play guitar. lolz She's good!

Did I forget the pinata? As if! It was awesome! Candy everywhere! Although everybody was like whatevs. Sucks for them cuz I got plenty of candy. Viviana got the body of the pinata, which was a horse. I only got a leg.

There was Hector dancing. That was pretty fun to watch. The whole party was awesome, even though it did have it's shady moments. Which included the magical appearence of alcohol. And all the girls going tipsy after just one beer! Of course Nancy drunk was not the best thing, her skirt was often above her butt. Then that one shady girl being like "I'm buzzed so I can talk freely now!" Then as she was leaving she was all like "Have you seen my Nemu?" Which natalie and I confused as her imaginary friend, but it really turned out to be her large Irish friend.

Other than that it was the best party i've ever been to! SWo much fun, so may new people. Btw, I pickied up something. I'm pretty sure I got it from taking manny's lollipop, but whatevs at least I knew him. lolz Can't wait to see what Hector does 4 his 21st b-day!

Broken Heart, Shattered Soul

So for all of you who know me, you know my life revolves around books. Books. A simple concept; A container filled with pages upon pages filled with: letters, words, sentences, paragraphs, chapters. One of the greatest inventions in the history of man! That is to my point of view.
My books mean a lot to me. Through them I've improved my reading, picked up new skills, escaped the harshness of life, and made lifelong friends. In one word they are irreplaceable.
Well today while checking what's up in my favorite authors' life (you know release dates, appearances, and the like) I noticed that the title for Jim Butcher's future Codex of Alera book had been released. First Lord's Fury. Oh such a wonderful title! *floats* That is . . .
Until I read the little note above. It said that this was the sixth and final volume in the Codex of Alera series! I literally teared up, and felt my heart physically break, my soul shattering into a thousand pieces. Leaving me in a fragile state. I could hardly breathe and my eyesight turned dark and fuzzy.
Luckily Maritza was online to let me borrow her heart glue. That barely did the job, so we had to up-grade to hot glue gun. But still I feel like a part of me will never be the same. I'm sure I lost part of my soul, and it will only ever come back whenever I reread the series.
Even though everything seems fine now, it isn't really. I remember finishing Harry Potter. The first series I ever got into, and actually went on to collect. My world was turned upside down. My one solace was that Codex of Alera was there for me in the forthcoming times. And now . . .
It's gone . . .

I know I am being dramatic, but just like Harry Potter, this was a series I'd been committed to for a prolonged amount of time. I think I've been reading it for like five years! I remember spotting it in the library and thinking, "this is gonna be good!" I was right, and I went on to buy his latest editions. I'm still missing the 1st and 2nd book, but I practically have them memorized by heart.
Since Harry Potter 2 of my trilogies/series have ended. The Mistborn Trilogy, and of course the Twilight series. Both were sad occasions, but they didn't cause the same amount of pain. I guess because I was ready to let go. I mean I have 2 authors that will provide me with ample book material, but then again they release in June. Of course I'm talking about my number one favorite authors' Lynn Flewelling ( who I've actually met :D) with The White Road, and Brandon Sanderson (who I almost met but was 2 sick to see) with Warbreaker.

I just hope that by the time December comes I will be ready to let go. . .






I was listening to this song the whole time plus it has Ron in it! It doesn't have an official vid :(

Karaoke

Oh Ben! is all I can say, well not really.
Maritza took me to a karaoke bar today, it was my first time ever. Of course I was very apprehensive about the whole singing thing, as my singing voice is not the best. Although I do have plenty of other skills that make up for this.
The atmosphere was great, the people . . . awesome! It's always fun getting together with my fellow co-workers, whose company I enjoy to the max. What wasn't to like??? The music, the lights, the magic!!! It was all very enjoyable, even more so when it's people u know.
I love hearing Chewie sing, it's like . . . well it's hard to explain it. So you'd have to experience it first hand. All I have to say is that Maritza and Chewie are the kings and queens of Karaoke and DDR, and nobody NOBODY can tell me other wise.
So everything is going pink as a cloud, but of course people kept asking me if I was gonna sing. Karaoke bars are NOT like Karaoke revolution. It's a harsh thing, but c' la vie.
Maritza kept saying I should sing by myself. HAH!!! As if I would ever attempt such a feat, when my psyche is in such poor condition. Well finally she decided we could do a duet. She pored over the book, but then she had to pee ( it was the long island iced tea) While she was gone I found that they indeed had HSM songs. Imagine Maritza's glee upon returning from the loo to find this out. Laaa! I swear she nearly peed her pants from joyce, and the only thing that stopped her was the lack of pee in her bladder.
Then we debated whether we would actually go through with it. I turned in the slip with our request.
WE almost didn't make it since it was toward the end of the night. I hoped that we wouldn't get a turn, while wishing for the opposite at the the same time.
They called our names. OMGZ! What will I do??? We went up of course, no way to back out with all our friends there . . . grrr
Breaking Free. That was our song. I asked Maritza to sing along with me during my parts. She did at first, but then like a parent helping a child learn to ride a bike, she let go! AHHHH! Thankfully I only wobbled instead of falling flat on my face on the floor. Although I didn't fail I still felt chilled to my core. I have horrible stage fright when it comes to things that are new to me. I focused really hard on Maritza's face.
In the end we made our way to our seats amongst clapping, but I was only aware of my every step. The hand holding the microphone was numb, and my legs were turned to jelly. I felt like puking, and I was really dizzy all at the same time. My heart is still racing at the mere thought of this, but despite it all . . . I thank Maritza for the exhilarating new experience.

Skip Beat!

Well if you've talked to me recently you'd know this is my new manga/anime obsession. To the point that I'm not really catching up with my old titles! It's all I EVER think about!!! Be I at school, work, sleeping, reading; it is constantly on my mind. Well today I was reading the manga and it got to this really juicy part, but I was like I SHOULD go get ready for work . . . Well just as I decided that I also decided that I should try to watch just one teenzy episode of Skip Beat! the anime . . . Well I'm on episode 3 right now, but when I was trying to access it I noticed that episode 17 was the episode that had to do with that juicy part of the manga where I left off!
So whatevs I went unto episode 3, but about 1/3 of the way in I couldn't stand it anymore and went straight to episode 17. I skipped a bunch of it, but it wasn't the one I was looking for!!! So of course now that the hooks of obsession had sunk all the way in I HAD to go on to episode 18. A bliss!!! It was soo good, but it was only part 1!!!!!! Well I tried to access episode 19 at crunchyroll.com where I usually go to for all my anime/drama needs....
IT FAILED ME!!!!!
Apparently the episode isn't made public till 2 days from now, otherwise u had to pay fro it! I mean was desperate now, but was I THAT desperate?
HA HA HAH!!! Take this crunchyroll! I have a backup!!! YES!!! When you fail me, like today I go to zomganime.com! This place only fails me when it comes to ultra old anime, but otherwise it is reliable.
The episode was awesome!!! but now i have to wait 3 days till the next one :( Quality is also not the best @ zomg. It tends t be fuzzy and sometimes you can almost not read the subtitles, but it is all worth it!!! *burning with craziness*
Ooops g2g I have to leave for work in like 5 mins!!!!

manga!

So my Internet is finally working!!! YEY!!! This is awesome cuz I can finally try to catch up with my online junk, such as anime and manga. This had been greatly distressing me, and of course now I can blog on a more regular basis. I never realized how much I'd enjoy blogging, but it is truly a great experience.
How do I explain what it feels like to be on manga again? It's like . . . a fresh of breath air. Jumping off a cliff and finding you are in some wondrous meadow! ( no I am not dead just cuz I fell off the cliff) It's just sooo exhilarating to be picking up one of my old hobbies again. I really missed staying up late. You just started reading a manga, but then it's sooo long that you know you must stop soon. Yet somehow you can't convince yourself to do so. You make up excuses for why you shouldn't stop. You say "Oh, but I just got to a good part! There's no way I can stop now, I just won't be able to sleep!" And in reality it is true. You go to bed and try to sleep, but you are sooo hooked you can't go to sleep without knowing what's gonna happen next. Even though you tell yourself it's only for 5 minutes it somehow turns into 2 hours, but boy is it worth the lack of sleep. A good manga or anime is worth as much as a good night spent with friends. On that note I leave you all to go watch some manga!

Uno Warz!

Omgz! Yey my first word, in my first blog ever! Okay now that that's over with . . . so I was at Maritza's today, well more like yesterday.
So we started the evening by laughing @ Vince in his short tv appearence. It was hilarious, but we were soon over it. That is when the real action began . . .

*flashback sequence*

She pulled out the faithful deck of cards , so full of dents and mystery stains . . . I looked at her, she looked at me. We both knew it was full out war. She dealt the first hand and I laid down my first card, it was EPIC!!! I really don't remember what happened, but that's beside the point. i won that round and the next, and the next two as well. I say I won 5 rounds, but Maritza begs to differ! As if I would believe her lies . . . lolz Anyways we moved our game to the living room and Rosie joined us. it got violent! She gave me all the plus whatever cards! What a skank! (I say this in a loving way of course) This started full out war. Maritza won that round, but she got a face full of my losing cards. Rosie laughed, but I was out for her blood. Wrong move. We went on to the next round, and Rosie one. My cards met her face that round and the two to follow. But Lady Luck was mine that next round I won! and I have the picture to prove it! The world was mine for those few precious seconds. Then Joel joined us another intense round of Uno ensued, where passions were high and the players suspicious of everyone around them including the invisible cat. I lost that round, Maritza won . . . a face full of cards! Then it came down to the last round . . . Tensions were high, the stupid invisible cat wouldn't shut up, and all I wanted was victory. The cards were dealt it seemed as if Rosie would win, then Joel, then Maritza, then Rosie again, plus cards were used everywhere. Reverse cards ran rampant, but in the end it was I with a plus 4 Wild card who one. It was I! everyone last hope after that game and we all stopped playing . . .