Oh yeah! I got a pair of ice skates (meh), an iPod speaker system, that CHARGES WHILE YOU LISTEN, which is too cool for words, and a COMPLETE SET OF ELLEN HOPKINS' BOOKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sooooooo awesome! I was hyperventilating when I opened them!
Okay, thanks for listening. I don't feel like blogging much now. Bye.
Is the bestest! I'm on episode 3, so if you've seen it, don't spoil any! But here's the link to episode 1, subbed of course. I detest dubs. Of course, if you prefer dubs, then here it is for you. Enjoy!
No, the "eva" does not mean evangelion. It means ever, only funner. More fun. Whatever. Anyway. My two new favorite songs. "Our House" by Madness and "Bankrobber" by The Clash.
They are definitely ohmygawwwwd the best songs in the world ever. Eva. Whatever. I can't decide between them, but I guess I'd pick "Our House" for the danceability. I mean, it has so many points it's not even funny. My dad once wanted to get his hair cut like the singer from the video, but he had his cousin (?) do it, and just so you know, the top three things you DON'T want to hear when getting your hair cut are "Oops," "Don't worry, I can fix it," and "Okay, don't freak out."
Well, I need to work on my knitting now, so I have to go. Byeas. Enjoy the videos.
I am really, really pissed off right now (sorry, but there is no other word). Reason number one: somehow, my iPod got stuck on screen lock, and there is no other way to get it off besides DELETING ALL THE FREAKING DATA AND DOING IT OVER, because them's the rules. So I have to go through the four-digit combination and try every. Single. Number from zero to nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine. No kidding. I'm up to twenty-five now. Yippee.
Reason number two: this computer wasn't working. Every time I would try to type in this box, it wouldn't work. Nothing showed up. It was pissing me off.
So now annoying little things, like typos and Caps-Lock sticking are making me mad enough to pound the keyboard in. Urgh. So angry.
I'm sooo happy! You know why? Because I saw the Harry Potter movie... and it didn't suck! Except for the Harry/Hermione/slow dance part. What the heck? I was just thinking, "If Ron came back right then, they'd be so screwed". Hee hees. But I liked the "mudblood" bit. That was quite good. Nice addition. And they did a terrific job of conveying Hermione's memory charm on her parents. Heh... I cried. I even used up half of my tissues. But you know what sucked? I cried at the Hedwig bit (I knew I would) but I wanted to save my good tissues for when Dobby died, but then I didn't even cry. How lame. Oh well. I loved that movie. I can't wait until the next part comes out. Thanks for listening, all.
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WELL. I recently acquired the knowledge that THERE IS MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE ABOUT HARRY POTTER, AND I DIDN'T KNOW THAT, AND THAT IS UNFAIR. Let me explain. J. K. Rowling has a website, ja? So, you know how the seventh book has all this stuff about who marries who? Well, Miss Rowling said on her website that George marries Angelina and other things like that, stuff that wasn't in the books, and THAT IS COMPLETELY UNFAIR. Because I didn't know that, so I am angry. Mkay. Bye, gotta go check out her website.
Ha, ha, ha. That got you interested, didn't it? I'm actually not, I'm just reading comics and annoying things keep happening to the main character and I have SYMPATHY for her. But that's... that's not very interesting, is it?
WAIT YEAH! I AM ANNOYED! Because at the Harvest Party, Jonah and I went down to Malik's basement and played foosball, and Malik and Nasir were listening in and now there's a stupid rumor that I am going out with Jonah, but Aedan's the only one that believes it, so I'm fine. But still a little annoyed.
Most of us have seen a bottle of Clancy's Fancy Hot Sauce. You remember those griffon-ish things on the label? Rawr. So scary. So impressive. But if you look closer--- oh my gawsh--- they're just big puffy dogs with round eyes. So cute! I could, unfortunately, not find a picture of the label, but next time you see one, be sure and check.
Here they are! I finally took pictures! Actually, Dad did, but I arranged them.
The pile is all of them, the long, fuzzy ones are Dad's the patched ones are Mom's, and the orange and blue ones are Poppy's. They don't actually fit her, so I'm gonna send them to our younger cousin and make Poppy a new pair. Aren't I giving.
Okay, it was actually quite a while ago, but I BOUGHT MYSELF A BOX SET OF ALL THE HARRY POTTER BOOKS! YEAH BABY!!! Soooo awesome! Cos all our other ones got ruined cos we let too many people borrow them... so these ones are for ME AND ONLY ME! Selfish, huh? Well, that's me. They're so awesome sitting on my shelf in their seducing box! Every time I look at them I feel a bizarre desire-- no, a NEED!-- to abandon my current activity and read them... love love love! I even found a 40% off coupon-- I was SO PSYCHED when I discovered that they even applied to box sets-- so it was only $55 or something... SO awesome. Long live the Chosen One and his offspring! Well, technically, since Deathly Hallows came out in 2007 and the epilogue says nineteen years later... let's see... well, Albus was in his first year and Lily was ten and I don't know how old James was... um... nineteen minus three... sixteen... minus eleven... yeah, it'll be a few years before any of them are actually born, and... well... none of them are actually real, anyway...
Whatever. I'll go dig up a photo. Okay, there it is. Gotta go. See ya. Yay, it's raining. Bye. Thanks for listening, even if you (probably) didn't.
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This could probably have like a million things on it.
Now I think I'm done with lists.
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Kate Bush is das best. The creme de la creme. Amazing. She has a great voice, especially on Wuthering Heights. Here. Check it out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BW3gKKiTvjs
I will take photos soon, but if you want to get an idea of just how big they are, find a men's size nine black Converse Airwalk high top and hold it up to your own. Is it bigger? Yeah, I thought so. I wear a size eleven in women's. Sad. I can fit a size ten, but I don't like my toes to touch the end, so elevens it is. Sigh. I've pretty much given up on being Cinderella, thanks. Everyone has their odd personal touches, but mine is a bit extreme. Which is good, I like extremes. I juts wish I was taller (like six feet) so I could be balanced out with those baby sharks attached to my legs. I'm around five foot two now, nice normal height. Everyone I know is tall and has big feet, though, so it's unnerving for me to see feet the size of my toes. Oh well. Signing off.
I didn't really realize it, but I heard my classmates talking about music with her, and they were saying stuff like, "Do you listen to Kanye West? Do you listen to Eminem?" and other god-awful drivel when I decided to ask her about GOOD music. So we can agree on Regina Spektor, Nirvana, The Beatles, and a bunch of other stuff (I can't remember it all! Grrrr!) and she also read Eats, Shoots and Leaves. We were debating the merits of the Oxford Comma (I'm against, she's for) and reached the conclusion that it's needed when there are only Independant Clauses but if there are non-Independant Clauses then it's unnecessary. And I also know a rhyme for commas. "Cats have claws at the end of their paws; a comma's a pause at the end of a clause." Nice. She has a book called "The Deluxe Transitive Vampire" (I think) that she's going to bring in Monday. I HAVE THE BEST TEACHER EVER!!! And I actually learned something really useful today.
Me so angry! Sooo angry! So much cute cosplay stuff but it's all sooooo expensive!
So many cute hats, bags, SHIRTS WITH KYOUHEI'S FACE ON THEM, POSTERS OF THE AZUMANGA DAIOH GANG, AND OTHER STUFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I NEED some of that stuff. Manga and cosplay is my lifeblood (not that you can tell). And when I finally have money, I CAN'T FIND ANY SITES!!! :tears out fistfuls of hair:
But I saw just last week a Di Gi Charat COMPLETE COSTUME INCLUDING WIG AND SHOES FOR FIFTY DOLLARS. THAT IS THE HOLY GRAIL. Ugh. And now it's gone. The wig even had those bell things! I could look just like her!!! Sigh... well, the time for that one's past anyway... but I could still be Chiyo Mihama! Or... or... that girl from Sand Chronicles! [You already are, knucklehead.] Shut up. I'm not that bad. But that Dijiko costume! I wept many a tear over you.
Whatever. I'll go cry a bit more, and then hopelessly attempt my own cosplay dress. [Epic fail...] Oh, shut it. How long is this to continue?
Yeah, so there's this website, Animehot.com, and THEIR AVERAGE FLEECE CAT HATS COST TWENTY-FIVE BUCKS. Ridiculous! I'm steamed. I need a cheap cat hat, dummies!
Hey y'all! This is a cheerful happy post to make up for my general raincloud vibe. Man, do I suck. Nope, none of that thinking allowed here! Only happy stuff! [Man, this is gonna be a short post] shut up.
I think [this] is the devil [no, this is you. Wake up] on my shoulder and {this} is the angel, and this is just me. So I can say anything neutral I want, [and I can say any mean stuff I want! Nya ha ha ha] and {I can say nice stuff}.
I SUCK. If people didn't read this, I could post more freely, but then I get embarrassed... ugh. Whatever. Okay. :blows out big puff of air: Fooooo.....
So. A person. And another person. And yet another person. And then... me. Person three ---> me ---> person one ---> person two. I hate this kind of thing. Ugh.
I never saw it coming! Never! (Well, okay, I stayed up counting my money to see how much I would have at my next paycheck.) But still. Sixty five bucks! That's a lot of money (for me)! And I can use it to buy punctuation grammar nerd-type books. Lynne Truss is the best person who ever lived (except You-Know-Who... you know... him).
Yup. I am a grammar nerd. I would so totally parade around Warner Bros. Offices with an apostrophe on a stick. So. Totally.
They started out with me writing stories about them (originally in high school, but it made no sense), but gradually, they became so real to me... weird, huh? So next post(s) will be about them. Tada!!!
Or at least, Malik says so. It's his friend [name withheld for personal privacy], who I actually liked at one time (but that's ANOTHER STORY. MOVING ON!), and don't anymore, which is not to say that I don't NOT LIKE him. We're actually sorta-friends. You know, like if Malik and him are watching a movie, they'll invite me, and we'll chat on Facebook, but we've never actually like hung out with just the two of us, and I wouldn't, like, invite him over if Malik wasn't with him. He even sorta-said that it was true, but it's HIGHLY likely that it's a stupid joke. Anyway, I've never REALLY been liked before (long story which I shall divulge when I am far past it, but I still have nightmares about running into him), so it's good for my self esteem and quite unnerving, but on the other hand, if this guy's for real, and I, um, say no to him (no to what? What would we even do? I mean, I'm twelve, for Pete's sakes), then Malik says I will be a Tessy* (he was actually the "Mark" in that case). Which I don't want to be. Not that I don't like "Tessy", but I definitely don't want to BE her. Well, now that that's out of my system, I need to go see if [name withheld, but it's a different person, and the name is withheld for MY personal reasons] is online!!! Just kidding. Sort of.
--Anna
*see previous post, "***** ASKED ***** OUT AND SHE TURNED HIM DOWN!!!"
SHEER, PURE, UNADULTERATED, PERFECT HEAVEN: ordering mangas (cough cough, volume nine of The Wallflower by Tomoko Hayakawa) online at Amazon.com, seeing them arrive in the mail four-to-fourteen business days later (I'm not here quite yet), and ripping open the package and devouring them (metaphorically speaking) like hungry wolves (still metaphorically speaking... you get used to it). I LOVE IT. I love it all, every second of it. The waiting isn't so great (nor is handing over your hard-earned money to your mother, whose PayPal account you had to use), but it just makes tearing open that package all that much sweeter. AHHH...
Ok, I shouldn't have done it. But she was so sure it would work! And I figured, what have I got to lose? So I went for it. THE PLAN: dye my hair pink... USING BEETS. HOW? Make beet juice and pour it over my head. Let it sit for six hours. THEN I: rinsed it out for literally five seconds under ice cold water (it was supa sticky, ya know). WHAT HAPPENED... it felt weird so I looked in the mirror... NOT A TRACE OF PINK.
I got an invitation from a lady that read my other blog, CatSnuggles. I wonder if she knows I'm twelve? I hope I don't get kicked off the site or anything.
OMG there are people in my house that I have never met! They're renting our house during Pentwater. They seem nice, and they promised not to go in my room, but still. Mega weird.
In my life, anyway. She went to MHT with me. She was my best friend, and we did lots of prank calls and stuff. AND NOW SHE MIGHT COME OVER SOON! tOO EXCITED TO WRITE. More later.
Yeah. I'm bored. So sue me. I might already have mentioned it, but li'l cuz Phoebe is coming to stay on Friday. That's THIS Friday. After that we go to Pentwater again- you remember Pentwater? SO excited. I just have a crap swimsuit. It's got thick straps, hideous pink and orange stripes, and an ugly, round, hole in the back, for no apparent reason. AND it's too small. We went shopping with Dad's shopaholic cousin Liz, and I was like, "Liz, this is too small, and the next size is too big," and she was all "Nooo, it's fine, if you grow out of it just get a new one, it's fine". HOWEVER. The last time we went to Target before that was almost two years ago. So I'm stuck with a hideous, uncomfortable, tight swimsuit. At least it's not a bikini. Or a THONG. One time I was shopping with my friend Abby, about two years ago- we went because we both needed swimsuits, spur-of-the-moment thing- and I found a really cute bikini (I was into those then-GAG), and it was my size (we couldn't try them on for some reason), and we were at the checkout line when I noticed IT WAS A THONG. Scarred. For. Life. What kind of store sells thong bikinis in "8-10 yrs." size?!
But. Enough reminiscing. I MUST check my emails, they pile up so...
In order to protect them from (further) humiliation, I will call them Tessy and Mark. So, Mark is one of my best friends, and he's liked Tessy for a long time (like since September). Tessy was new this year, in my class, and Mark is in seventh grade. So, after pining away for Ta- I mean, Tessy, Mark decided to ask her out. Her words? Well, I don't know for real, but she said no. Cos apparently, she got back together with her old boyfriend, um, Bob (that's not his real name), even though he was doin' somethin' bad. Somethin' REAL bad. Like, go-to-jail bad. But I've said too much. Mark is rushing off to Target to buy black clothes with his savings, and Tessy is sitting la-di-da in her room going "Oh, what was that guy's name who asked me out? Maynard? Magnus? Something like that?" Sometimes I wonder what he say in her.
So, half of me is enjoying the drama and passion of this, and feeling terribly sorry for Mark...
And the other half just thinks it's weird that they're dating in sixth grade.
Okay, two more things. One, in less than a month it will be a one year anniversary for me and my blog. And two (this happened a while ago) MALIK GOT HIS EARS PIERCED!!! At Claire's!!!! And his Mom let him get a Facebook- FINALLY!!!
Aedrian
Peace, I'm back. I have a few secrets that I am bursting at the seams to tell, but they are not mine to tell and I think they would get a lot of people in a lot of trouble. Oh, why did I make her- uh, them- tell me???
On that highly elusive note, I will mention that
Naw.
LIST OF THINGS THAT HAPPEN ON JUNE 12TH
Something about the Mocad.
First day of summer vacation.
I get to change my earrings. Wh-hoo!
My library books are due.
That's all for now.
Number 3 reminds me, at this fair I made a ton of money and spent it all on earrings I can't wear until next year. Five pairs! One of them is made of brown seed, it's a dangly in the shape of a flower. Another (my favorite) is made from those swirly shells, cut into 2-cm slices and dangling from my earlobes. Also a pair of danglies made from bike parts- muy cool- a pair of danglies that consist of a bunch of tiny silver rings all interlocking, and this king that is made of coconut. I can't really describe it, it's like a real wide ring with a stick that connects the two sides and goes through your ear. I'll badger Dad until he takes photos so I can show y'all.
As we all know, sixth grade has less than six weeks left. I was just reading my old "Me and 6th grade" post, and I thought I'd do it over and see just how much everyone's changed.
SIXTH GRADERS Me: I'm the same, only older and wiser, plus I have pierced ears and blue hair. Madison: a good friend of mine. She can be a snot sometimes, but it's worth it in the end, Raven: a silly, goofy girl who's a little spoiled and naive but lots of fun. Gwyneth: a really pretty redhead girl who worries about her weight too much. One of my all-time besties and tons of fun. Martel: really smart guy who's kind of weird and a loner but also a good friend. Zoey: a really funny, fun, sunshiney girl who's nice to everyone and seems like a goody-good but is not and is very weird in the best way. Billy: Zoey's best friend. Kind of quiet-seeming and creepy but also really funny and weird. Akwia: a tall athletic girl (she's a girl right?) who's very intimidating and kind of scary at first, but once ou geet to know her she's funny and nice. And sarcastic. Talia: seems like a snobby queen bee at first, but once you get to know her out of school she's very funny and friendly. At first I thought she was a superficial snob, but now she just seems like a funny girl who has lots of good ideas, she just likes to be stylish and wear makeup.
FIFTH GRADERS Dyani: a short, silly girl who loves manga and InuYasha. She's one of my best best best best best best best best best friends ever and she's not as violent as she used to be. Maya: my other BBBBBBBBBFE and a silly girl who has lots of good ideas and patience. She used to annoy the crap out of me but now me, her and Dyani are BFFs and our secret (shhhh!) names are ME: Adrian, DYANI: Ezboj Tennis (to get ezboj you go one letter down the alphabet so A=B, B=C, etc, and Tennis is Sinnett backwards minus the extra T because Sinnett is her last name) and MAYA: Rae or Raeanne. Aedan: he's really annoying sometimes, but sometimes we get along. Bradley: he's alright, I guess, I don't really hang out with him. Jordan: a silly, kind, fun girl who likes horses and woodworking and Aerial Yoga. She hangs out with Myanni (Maya + Anna +Dyani = Myanni) a lot. Siera: a small, boyish athletic girl, and Akwia's opposite in every way except that they're both athletic tomboys and best friends. Tons of fun. Owen: he's okay, except when he's on a sugar-high. Let's just say that in our play, he was the perfect choice for "Aristides the Just". George: despite his protests, we're friends. He's funny and short and the long-suffering only male Winds player, meaning when the String group is in music, he's the only boy in our handwork class.
I think that's it. Horatio and Irie left awhile ago, and Maya's in Hawaii and I miss her soooooooooooooooo much. I'm going to cry so hard at the end of the year.
And Miss Reed is a great, awesome, funny teacher who is probably the best teacher I've ever had except that my fourth grade teacher Miss Dugliss gave me a PlayStation and cussed out the boys when they picked on me. But really, Miss Reed is great and she does NOT pick favorites, ever.
It's always been this big dream of mine to have ten followers on Blogger. So can you imagine my delight when I signed in and saw, next to the name of this very blog, "SIX FOLLOWERS"!!!!? I'm positively ecstatic! So what if three of them are family members? So what if "it's only six"? I, ANNA CATARINA JUPITER KEMP, PEN NAME ADRIAN MOSS, HAVE MORE THAN ALFWAY TO TEN FOLLOWERS!!! Thank you all so much!
I GOT MY EARS PIERCED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Finally! I don't have any pics yet, but I'll put up earrings similar to the ones I got. I had it done at Claire's. At first I didn't do it, because they wouldn't let me get one higher up, too, and I was like, "Well, whatever. I don't want to get my ears done at a store that plays Justin Bieber anyway," but then I changed my mind and totally went for it. It was SO PAINFUL! The first one was like a wicked pinch, and the second was like a bee sting. They actually pierce it with the earring, so it's super sharp and hurts :^( but in 6 weeks (sigh) I'll be able to take them out and put in the other ones I bought! Super smile
My earrings that I bought afterwards are like this only red.
As y'all probably (should) know, the 23rd was my birthday. I'm twelve now! Woo-hoo! And now it's the Saturday, y'know, a week later, I'M GOING B-DAY SHOPPING! I'm getting my ears pierced (probably), one hole in each earlobe, plus one higher up in ONE ear. And I got three gift cards to Borders plus $20, so that's $75 (do the math yourself). AND I'M ORDERING THE CORALINE GRAPHIC NOVEL!!!
OMG, YES IT IS! ITS BLUE! AND PURPLE AND TURQUOISE!!!! KARA DID IT AT CURL UP & DYE!!!! It was very expensive- $140!!! And it took, like, four hours. We had to bleach it, and MY SCALP WAS ON FIRE!!! Or at least, that's what it FELT like. And when it was DONE bleaching, my hair had turned YELLOW. A VERY unnatural blond. And we shampooed it about five times. But it was worth it! When I came into class this morning, everybody was, like, screaming and hugging me, and Aedan kept touching my head.
AEDAN: Ooh, your hair feels WEIRD! (touch touch)
ME: Uh... can you stop that?
And THEN when we went out to recess, these seventh- and eighth graders that would normally never look at me were, like, forming a MOB around me and rubbing my head. Even JULIAN was, like, patting my hair. If I had been any more shocked I probably would have passed out. AND I got dressed in the dark, so I just HAPPENED to be wearing all blue. People kept calling me Blueberry.
I am so frustrated. Because (in no particular order):
I can play the first line, and only the first line of Barbie Girl on guitar
I cannot figure out that awesome riff from that White Stripes song
I can't figure out "Baobabs" by Regina Spektor on piano
Life is general
I know, right? AND Blogger is refusing to work on our OLD computer, so I have to use Dad's laptop. It's enough to make anyone an Atheist (kidding, sort of).
Get my ears pierced. Either one in the left ear, or both earlobs, and a few extra.
Get a nose ring. Not the lame-o kind that goes on the thingy separating your nostrils (what is that called, anyway?), but probably on the right side. Definitely a ring (thanks to Mom's horror stories about getting studs pushed THROUGH YOUR NOSE). Definitely silver.
Get my lip pierced. Most likely on the left. Stud for sure. Blue, silver or black.
Dye my hair. Preferably regular color or black with green and blue streaks.
Wear cooler clothes. Like baggy black pants with those vhains that cross in the back. Lexi has a pair, and THEY ARE FREAKING SWEET.
Stop putting it off and talk about getting braces! Have you SEEN my teeth?
See, look they're right next to this post! Their names are Mr. The Green Fish That Lives On My Blog, Mr. The Blue Fish That Lives On My Blog, and Mr. The Black Fish That Lives On My Blog. Go on, feed them. See, they like you! (Unless you're a terrorist. Then they will bite your fingers.)
It's true! And I love it. Once I get good, I'm allowed to get a guitar of my own, which I will probably pick from the five (!!!) that we already have. I'm not sure whether to get acoustic or electric (I've tried both). My argument: sounds good all the time VS. sounds great only when plugged in. I think I'll probably end up going acoustic. I can already (brag brag brag) play "Smoke On The Water" and "Unlikely Places" (Mom's song). That is correct, both of my parents have been playing for over fifteen years. I feel kind of dumb when I make a major breakthrough and go show them, and they're just like, "Yeah, and?" Well, they don't SAY that, but I can tell they're THINKING it. Ah, whatever. Thanks for listening. --anna
That pretty much says it all, huh? Well, yes, I am bored. Incredibly so. *yawns to show exaggerated boredom* It's like 9:30- in the PM- and I'm STILL AWAKE!!! AAAAAH! But that's cos A) I'm on Spring Break- woo-hoo!- and B) it's Friday anyway. Well dad's sort of looming over me in an intimidating way, so I'd better sign off before he GETS ME. Aaaaagh!
Wah! I want to make a website! But I don't know how!!! Wah! I can see it now, it would... er... well, I can't see it now, but if someone would teach me, I could see it soon!
Only no, coz that might make you not want to read this again. So actually, you win! (Win what?) Oh, uh... *freaky hand gesture as distraction technique) you win, uh... a (virtual) hug from me!!! *mwah mwah mwah*
Yeah, I got it cut again. I was trying to be Tsukamoto Tenma-chan, and then I realized my pigtails were too long, so I cut them... huh huh huh... of course it looked horrid when I took them out, so I... fixed it up a bit. And TA-DA!!! My awesome new hair!!!
Too lazy to write in my diary, in fact. Which I suck for, because I have a ton of news. Maybe if y'all would comment (hint, hint) and yell at me for it, I would get motivated. Hint, hint. Well, I've run out of things to say, so here's another drawing.
Just some of my random doodles! They're taking forever to load, so I'll make an important announcement. I am now on Facebook!!! As Anna Catarina Kemp. My picture is the same as on here (subject to change). If you're someone who was reading this, just send me a message telling me so I know.
For shame, for shame, for shame. Who would have thought such a thing could happen to ME? But it did.
What's that? You have no idea what I'm talking about? Well, then, LOOK. I, Anna Catarina Kemp, a self-proclaimed Master of Online Techy Stuff… have accidentally not been paying attention and gave myself an ELF EAR instead of a normal one. Nooooooooo… If you can't see it, then click the image.
I've fallen in love with DollMakers- Lunaii.com in particular. It's sweet, they just need more hair for the girls. That's where I made my profile image, by the way. Here are a few more I made.
Yep, you heard me. FURY. And guess who's on the recieving end of that fury? Quibblo.com. I was making a quiz, and I clicked the NEXT button, only to find it had logged me out! How annoying. So I REDID the ENTIRE quiz, and guess what? It happened again!!! And this is not some random, one-question quiz off the top of my head. Oh, no, this was a SUPER-LONG, SUPER-DETAILED quiz! And the third time, I was really angry, I was FINALLY finished after an HOUR, and… IT LOGGED ME OUT, DELETING MY ENTIRE QUIZ! It was actually WORSE than that. So I'm the last step, kay? And I hit the FINISH button, right? And it says, PLEASE LOG IN OR BECOME A MEMBER. So I'm steamed, okay? And in an attempt to recover my work, I desperately hit the BACK button… AND I'M BACK! IT'S NOT DELETED!!! So I hit the FINISH button again, huh? And I'm real geeked, right? AND IT'S THE SAME AGAIN!!!!!!!! I desperately went back and forth, but to no avail. Don't you get it? It was TAUNTING me. It was DELIBERATELY TAUNTING MEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Well, thanks for listening to me rant. Bye, peeps.