A few summers ago, I loved photography. I took pictures, uploaded them, printed them and even made several videos. My dad even bought me a photo printer and a cool digital camera. My only problem was that the printer was pink. And I hate pink. But I'm digressing. My dad also bought me 5 boxes of ink cartridges and paper for my printer. I thought it wouldn't last long, but I printed out about two boxes worth and then didn't really print any more pictures.
It was probably because my pictures weren't particularly "good" (they're crap compared to my friend's pics) or that I had run out of photo albums to put them in. But for one reason or another, I stopped printing.
I still took quite a few pictures, mainly of my friends and of the woods near my house. But then my dad bought my sister a camera. Which is better than mine! Hers has 7.5 mega pixels while mine has 7.1! And she hardly uses hers. I would steal it, but it's pink, and I hate pink.
THis post has nothing to do with what's going on in my life except for I'm on a photo printing craze at two in the morning and I can't sleep. So I'm printing out my good photos and possibly keeping my grandmother awake right now with the buzzing sound of the printer. I should really stop.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Mon chat "My cat"
As some of you know, (like 1/3 of the 15 people actually reading this) I adopted a cat last fall. Although she is extremely adorable, she can also be extremely annoying. But in a cute way. (I have to say this because she is watching me type this and if I don't say something nice, she will likely murder me in my sleep.)
Anyway, she can be annoying in ways that are cute to the people around you. For example, yesterday she decided to lie down on my lap while I was watching TV. I wasn't in a very comfortable position. Although she was cute and purring, I really had to pee. So I get up, and she jumped off. She also was angry with me for about fifteen minutes.
She also has this look that makes you think she's going to murder your family. And then lead a cat uprising to enslave humanity.
But besides that, she also tends to knead on soft objects, mainly my pillows, the sofa, throw blankets and my bed. She purrs while doing so, making it extremely hard to concentrate. Did I mention, when she purrs SHE SOUNDS LIKE A FREAKING MOTOR.
The purring I have gotten used to. Her antics, not so much.
When she wants to play and no one is around, she terrorizes my sister's dog. When I mean "no one is around" I mean by "my mom is at work, my grandma's asleep, my dad's blowing up robots on his computer, my sister is making lunch, and I'm in the shower. (I normally don't wake up until about noon.) She (my cat) does so, by hiding under the sofa, and when the dog walks by, BAM! She jumps at the dog, nearly scratching her (the dog) across the face. The dog is now and forever, afraid of the cat. And the dog is a 10-year-old beagle who is overweight and has arthritis. Not even fair game.
And she (my cat) does the most annoying thing in the world. She loves laying down on paper. So while I read a book, she will lay down in the book and wave her tail in my face. Why? Because my cat is an attention whore.
(If my cat were a high school student, she'd be the stereotypical cheerleader. Pretty, vicious and always craving attention.)
She also unplugged my printer while I was working. Although what I was working on (downloading crap for The Sims 3 off of the Exchange) didn't require printing, I would need it next week for a French project. My desk is against a wall. I had to get between my desk and the wall to plug it in again.
She also runs on my school schedule, which is: up at 5:30 AM and go to sleep at 10:00 PM. So she comes to me at 9:30 trying to get me to bed by 10. The latest she stays up is 11:00. In the summer, I stay up until 2-3:00 AM and wake up at noon. Unless I have to be up in the morning.
And on a more recent note, she decided to take a nap in my sock drawer. On the bright side, she taught me to keep my dresser drawers closed.
I think she just does these things to piss me off. So she can watch me go into an OCD-related implosion of a large portion of my brain.
End rant.
Anyway, she can be annoying in ways that are cute to the people around you. For example, yesterday she decided to lie down on my lap while I was watching TV. I wasn't in a very comfortable position. Although she was cute and purring, I really had to pee. So I get up, and she jumped off. She also was angry with me for about fifteen minutes.
She also has this look that makes you think she's going to murder your family. And then lead a cat uprising to enslave humanity.
But besides that, she also tends to knead on soft objects, mainly my pillows, the sofa, throw blankets and my bed. She purrs while doing so, making it extremely hard to concentrate. Did I mention, when she purrs SHE SOUNDS LIKE A FREAKING MOTOR.
The purring I have gotten used to. Her antics, not so much.
When she wants to play and no one is around, she terrorizes my sister's dog. When I mean "no one is around" I mean by "my mom is at work, my grandma's asleep, my dad's blowing up robots on his computer, my sister is making lunch, and I'm in the shower. (I normally don't wake up until about noon.) She (my cat) does so, by hiding under the sofa, and when the dog walks by, BAM! She jumps at the dog, nearly scratching her (the dog) across the face. The dog is now and forever, afraid of the cat. And the dog is a 10-year-old beagle who is overweight and has arthritis. Not even fair game.
And she (my cat) does the most annoying thing in the world. She loves laying down on paper. So while I read a book, she will lay down in the book and wave her tail in my face. Why? Because my cat is an attention whore.
(If my cat were a high school student, she'd be the stereotypical cheerleader. Pretty, vicious and always craving attention.)
She also unplugged my printer while I was working. Although what I was working on (downloading crap for The Sims 3 off of the Exchange) didn't require printing, I would need it next week for a French project. My desk is against a wall. I had to get between my desk and the wall to plug it in again.
She also runs on my school schedule, which is: up at 5:30 AM and go to sleep at 10:00 PM. So she comes to me at 9:30 trying to get me to bed by 10. The latest she stays up is 11:00. In the summer, I stay up until 2-3:00 AM and wake up at noon. Unless I have to be up in the morning.
And on a more recent note, she decided to take a nap in my sock drawer. On the bright side, she taught me to keep my dresser drawers closed.
I think she just does these things to piss me off. So she can watch me go into an OCD-related implosion of a large portion of my brain.
End rant.
Monday, July 5, 2010
The Three Caballeros
So I can't sleep at all, and neither could my sister. So after we sat down and annoyed my mom with stories about David Bowie and Alice in Wonderland until she kicked us out of her room, we had nothing to do. So I went through all the movies I downloaded, and found that my dad downloaded EVERY SINGLE DISNEY ANIMATED MOVIE EVER MADE. And I don't just mean the good ones, I mean ALL OF THEM. Everything from "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" to the "Princess and the Frog" were downloaded. (This also includes the ones I don't like, such as "Dumbo", "Pinocchio" and "Song of the South".) My sister and I decided to sit down and watch a montage of Disney movies, starting with "The Three Caballeros". I haven't seen it since I was about ten, so I went along with my sister's decision.
It was a mistake. Not a terrible mistake, but a mistake nonetheless. Here were my problems with it:
1. Alice In Wonderland made more sense.
2. How does a penguin deal with the change in climate between the South Pole and the Galapagos?
3. A random Amazon bird that looks like Woody the Woodpecker.
4. Dancing Brazilian gondoliers? WTF?
5. Yaya does not look South American. She looks like a mix between the Chiquita lady and those women dressed as tavern wenches at a Renaissance Faire.
6. Swirling colors, a dance sequence and strange guitars, of love?
7. Flying donkeys? What?!
8. I'm pretty sure I saw a guy in the same suit Jose was wearing. It was in a history textbook. And it wasn't 1945.
So yeah, it was a confusing mindfuck. Besides the fact that swirling colors normally mean being drunk or on acid. See: Pink Elephants from "Dumbo" or "I Am the Walrus" from "Across the Universe".
Yes, Disney. I know you guys were targeting kids. And nothing makes sense when a six-year-old is on a sugar high. But when this is what you guys come up with, you need better writers. And possibly actors.
But at least make some sense! This movie seems to be a nine-year-old's perception of Latin America. (Without the beach resorts and Mexican food.) If that nine-year-old had something put in his Juicy Juice. Who also liked Donald Duck. And donkeys. And birds.
In my opinion, this movie was...forgettable. You'll vaguely remember it as "that movie with Donald Duck and those birds" ten years from now. Or ten minutes. Matters how you think...
End rant/review.
It was a mistake. Not a terrible mistake, but a mistake nonetheless. Here were my problems with it:
1. Alice In Wonderland made more sense.
2. How does a penguin deal with the change in climate between the South Pole and the Galapagos?
3. A random Amazon bird that looks like Woody the Woodpecker.
4. Dancing Brazilian gondoliers? WTF?
5. Yaya does not look South American. She looks like a mix between the Chiquita lady and those women dressed as tavern wenches at a Renaissance Faire.
6. Swirling colors, a dance sequence and strange guitars, of love?
7. Flying donkeys? What?!
8. I'm pretty sure I saw a guy in the same suit Jose was wearing. It was in a history textbook. And it wasn't 1945.
So yeah, it was a confusing mindfuck. Besides the fact that swirling colors normally mean being drunk or on acid. See: Pink Elephants from "Dumbo" or "I Am the Walrus" from "Across the Universe".
Yes, Disney. I know you guys were targeting kids. And nothing makes sense when a six-year-old is on a sugar high. But when this is what you guys come up with, you need better writers. And possibly actors.
But at least make some sense! This movie seems to be a nine-year-old's perception of Latin America. (Without the beach resorts and Mexican food.) If that nine-year-old had something put in his Juicy Juice. Who also liked Donald Duck. And donkeys. And birds.
In my opinion, this movie was...forgettable. You'll vaguely remember it as "that movie with Donald Duck and those birds" ten years from now. Or ten minutes. Matters how you think...
End rant/review.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
School's Out For Summer!
School's Out Forever!
Yeah, I wish.
So this school year took A LOT of getting used to. It was my freshman year of high school, and you know what this involves:
High school drama. Need I say more?
And then there's my guy friend. Let's call him Will. Will's kinda cute but extremely dorky (as in obsession with "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" and Ray Bradbury and H. G. Wells books.) How do I put our "relationship"? Complicated.
I just want to be friends. But I do want a boyfriend. Will wants to be more than friends, but also asked out my two best friends before me. My friends think he's a creeper because of that.
And then there's his best friend, who my best friend had a crush on for about 2 weeks. Let's call him Brad. Will and I actually tried to set them up once. It was a fail. Will just did that to get me to double date with him, Brad and my friend.
Now, since school's out, both me and my cat have to switch to summer mode. My cat because she's used to waking up a 5:45 AM with me. Now I get up anywhere between 9 AM and 2 PM. (Matters how I spent the night, if you know what I mean... :)) Lol, jk. My summer nights consist of sleepovers, Cheetos, Mountain Dew, swimming, hot tub-ing, and Guild Wars.
But my brain is used to being tired at 10:30 PM, when in July or August, I was awake enough to record myself singing broadway showtunes at 1 in the morning.
I also took my cobweb-coated bicycle out for a spin today. It reminded me that I am really out of shape, my legs burning after halfway way to my friend's house. (Which is about 3/4 of a mile)
I have to start exercising.
Starting tomorrow. Or Monday.
Speaking of summer, you know how kids forget 1/3 of what they learned in school over the summer? Well, I've only been out of school for three days, and I have already lost my sense of time, my common sense and forgotten how to do long division.
So, I'm really tired, and I'm going to bed.
Good night!
(Screw you, school! You ruined my sleeping routines!)
Yeah, I wish.
So this school year took A LOT of getting used to. It was my freshman year of high school, and you know what this involves:
- Evil gym teachers
- "He said, she said"
- Annoying classmates who think they're your bestie when you want them to STFU
- Guys who you're friends with, but he thinks that you and him are together.
High school drama. Need I say more?
And then there's my guy friend. Let's call him Will. Will's kinda cute but extremely dorky (as in obsession with "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" and Ray Bradbury and H. G. Wells books.) How do I put our "relationship"? Complicated.
I just want to be friends. But I do want a boyfriend. Will wants to be more than friends, but also asked out my two best friends before me. My friends think he's a creeper because of that.
And then there's his best friend, who my best friend had a crush on for about 2 weeks. Let's call him Brad. Will and I actually tried to set them up once. It was a fail. Will just did that to get me to double date with him, Brad and my friend.
Now, since school's out, both me and my cat have to switch to summer mode. My cat because she's used to waking up a 5:45 AM with me. Now I get up anywhere between 9 AM and 2 PM. (Matters how I spent the night, if you know what I mean... :)) Lol, jk. My summer nights consist of sleepovers, Cheetos, Mountain Dew, swimming, hot tub-ing, and Guild Wars.
But my brain is used to being tired at 10:30 PM, when in July or August, I was awake enough to record myself singing broadway showtunes at 1 in the morning.
I also took my cobweb-coated bicycle out for a spin today. It reminded me that I am really out of shape, my legs burning after halfway way to my friend's house. (Which is about 3/4 of a mile)
I have to start exercising.
Starting tomorrow. Or Monday.
Speaking of summer, you know how kids forget 1/3 of what they learned in school over the summer? Well, I've only been out of school for three days, and I have already lost my sense of time, my common sense and forgotten how to do long division.
So, I'm really tired, and I'm going to bed.
Good night!
(Screw you, school! You ruined my sleeping routines!)
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
high school is useless trivia
Everything I'm learning in high school will only help me if I'm on Jeopardy!. No one needs to know what the square root of x is. The only way that I will ever use that is if I'm a physicist (not likely) or a mathematician (never happening). Gotta go. Lunch!
Or dinner...?
Anyway, the new school year has started...and is almost over. Quick fill-in! I started high school, screwed myself over in algebra, adopted a cat (my dog is afraid of her), got braces (fml), made new friends, and took gym, chorus and French. And I hate my science class.
Why? You know when you feel like you're the only mature person in the room? Well, that's how I feel. It seems that I am surrounded by five-year-old's with the perverted minds of sixteen-year-old's. And-well, you know how this ends. While I try to work on things I learned in the first grade. Well, that sounds pathetic...
Anyway, I like my French class...except for the fact that I freeze on oral exams, but that's beside the point. And Women's Chorus is nice. The teacher isn't a demon, like everyone says, and its all girls in the class. So we can talk about girl stuff. Well, we would except that the Teacher's Assistant is a guy.
Gym is painful. Hockey, dodgeball and weight room. Need I say more?
Or dinner...?
Anyway, the new school year has started...and is almost over. Quick fill-in! I started high school, screwed myself over in algebra, adopted a cat (my dog is afraid of her), got braces (fml), made new friends, and took gym, chorus and French. And I hate my science class.
Why? You know when you feel like you're the only mature person in the room? Well, that's how I feel. It seems that I am surrounded by five-year-old's with the perverted minds of sixteen-year-old's. And-well, you know how this ends. While I try to work on things I learned in the first grade. Well, that sounds pathetic...
Anyway, I like my French class...except for the fact that I freeze on oral exams, but that's beside the point. And Women's Chorus is nice. The teacher isn't a demon, like everyone says, and its all girls in the class. So we can talk about girl stuff. Well, we would except that the Teacher's Assistant is a guy.
Gym is painful. Hockey, dodgeball and weight room. Need I say more?
Saturday, February 20, 2010
How To Survive 2012
I was thinking about 2012, and how everyone thinks its gonna end in a) nuclear war b) zombie apocalypse c) rapidly spreading virus d) robot/computers enslave humanity e) ALIENS! or f) like in the movie 2012.
But I'm not talking about the way the world will end - I'm talking about how to survive it. If its a zombie apocalypse, try the "Zombieland" approach.
1. Watch Zombieland. IT WILL SAVE YOUR LIFE IN A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE!
2. Learn to drive a Hummer.
3. Follow the rules given. (Double Tap, Cardio, Wear seatbelts, Avoid bathrooms, etc.)
4. Find a fallout shelter (preferably from the Cold War), stock it with food, ammo, water, and other necessities.
5. Save anyone you can that has not become a zombie.
For rapidly spreading diseases, use the "I Am Legend" approach.
1. Study up. Use medical books to help you find a cure.
2. Don't trust anyone. Stay away from people (and animals) that appear sick or have a weakened immune system. Save your family and pets.
3. Stop by your local pharmacy to stock up on medicines, food, water, paper towels and other necessities. Or you could go to Target. That works too. (Also, go to Cabela's or the sporting goods section of Wal-Mart for ammo.)
4. Learn how to drive a SUV.
5. Communicate through radios.
6. Do what it takes to keep from losing your mind. Talk to mannequins.
When robots/computers enslave humanity, you're screwed.
ALIENS! Try War of the Worlds.
1. Save your family.
2. Don't trust weirdos in basements.
3. Once again, learn to drive a SUV.
4. Don't be a hero.It will get you killed.
5. When aliens are nearby, don't attract attention to yourself. This goes with zombies.
Nuclear war: Do what they said to do during the Cold War.
1. Build and stock a fallout shelter.
2. Save who you can.
3. Duck and cover.
For any other way the world ends, you're probably screwed.
But I'm not talking about the way the world will end - I'm talking about how to survive it. If its a zombie apocalypse, try the "Zombieland" approach.
1. Watch Zombieland. IT WILL SAVE YOUR LIFE IN A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE!
2. Learn to drive a Hummer.
3. Follow the rules given. (Double Tap, Cardio, Wear seatbelts, Avoid bathrooms, etc.)
4. Find a fallout shelter (preferably from the Cold War), stock it with food, ammo, water, and other necessities.
5. Save anyone you can that has not become a zombie.
For rapidly spreading diseases, use the "I Am Legend" approach.
1. Study up. Use medical books to help you find a cure.
2. Don't trust anyone. Stay away from people (and animals) that appear sick or have a weakened immune system. Save your family and pets.
3. Stop by your local pharmacy to stock up on medicines, food, water, paper towels and other necessities. Or you could go to Target. That works too. (Also, go to Cabela's or the sporting goods section of Wal-Mart for ammo.)
4. Learn how to drive a SUV.
5. Communicate through radios.
6. Do what it takes to keep from losing your mind. Talk to mannequins.
When robots/computers enslave humanity, you're screwed.
ALIENS! Try War of the Worlds.
1. Save your family.
2. Don't trust weirdos in basements.
3. Once again, learn to drive a SUV.
4. Don't be a hero.It will get you killed.
5. When aliens are nearby, don't attract attention to yourself. This goes with zombies.
Nuclear war: Do what they said to do during the Cold War.
1. Build and stock a fallout shelter.
2. Save who you can.
3. Duck and cover.
For any other way the world ends, you're probably screwed.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Blizzard...yay?
The streets are not plowed and there's 3 inches of snow on the ground...well, on the concrete. The snow won't stop until tomorrow (night?). People are avoiding the roads, as much as possible and the snow plow broke down. If the snow sticks, we have a snow day. YAY!!!
The buses don't run if there's more than three inches of snow on the ground. And the meteorologists are saying that there hasn't been a snow storm like this in 30 years. And if it keeps snowing like this, we'll have a White Christmas. (Yeah, right.)
So I took my dog for a walk, which only lasted 10 minutes or so, being the "storm of the century", and then threw a few snowballs at my sister.
The snow isn't exactly covering the grass, considering that I can't remember the last time it was cut.
I'm starting to believe that this won't be the next "storm of the century", considering that about 5 years ago I was snowed in at a Georgia airport overnight. And 9 years ago I was snowed in another airport, but I can't remember that far back. (I was like 6.)
And I think Virginia has about 8 inches of snow. That sucks.
Well, the only thing I can do now is post this and find something to do with my time. That can't be too hard.
The buses don't run if there's more than three inches of snow on the ground. And the meteorologists are saying that there hasn't been a snow storm like this in 30 years. And if it keeps snowing like this, we'll have a White Christmas. (Yeah, right.)
So I took my dog for a walk, which only lasted 10 minutes or so, being the "storm of the century", and then threw a few snowballs at my sister.
The snow isn't exactly covering the grass, considering that I can't remember the last time it was cut.
I'm starting to believe that this won't be the next "storm of the century", considering that about 5 years ago I was snowed in at a Georgia airport overnight. And 9 years ago I was snowed in another airport, but I can't remember that far back. (I was like 6.)
And I think Virginia has about 8 inches of snow. That sucks.
Well, the only thing I can do now is post this and find something to do with my time. That can't be too hard.
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