Y'know, I never thought about it before, but maybe I should've picked some colleges that were pretty liberal... (well, okay, I'm sure HPU would be fairly liberal, but it might've been good to look at some other places)

I was browsing St. John's website and they have this pro-life (anti-abortion) club... and then I was thinking what if I go there and I have the urge to stab people because they think differently than me and won't leave me alone because they have this stupid idea that there can only be one right idea: theirs.

Of course, I wouldn't stab anyone, and I behave myself fairly well when I'm not with my family, but still... there's no pro-choice club... not that I'd join anyway, but y'know...

Whatever happens, I can learn to cope. Maybe I'll... take up kickboxing or something. I've always wanted to try that...

---Moving on---

'Kay, enough of that semi-serious political views stuff. I went to bed at two this um, morning because I couldn't sleep any sooner. I tried to go to bed at eight (and I would've gotten eleven hours of sleep if I'd succeeded) but I woke up at nine to hear my stupid brother talking loudly (and he wonders why I'm always annoyed with him?) outside. I tried to ignore his irritating noisiness and go back to sleep, but woke up again at ten. At that point I just said "okay, fuck this," went and got some water, and read until two.

I'm about halfway through Wizard and Glass. Now that the short break is over I won't be going through a book a day, I suppose. My dad said I should go slower, even though I'm actually reading at quite a leisurely pace relative to most of the time.

[To be honest, he only said I should take it down a notch when I told them I'd been in my room for so seven hours because I was reading. :P]

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I was thinking about bumping into people on purpose and DC. Okay, I was really thinking about bumping into DC on purpose and pretending it was an accident. I think I'm klutzy enough to pull something like that off. It's like how I pretend not to remember people's names so that if I actually do forget, it doesn't seem like a big deal. (Whoops, that was supposed to be a secret... :P)

So maybe I make myself seem dumber than I truly am at times... it's... not... a HUGE deal, is it? I mean, if I didn't do that, the weird memory lapses I get sometimes and the spaciness might seem more out of place. I dunno...

---My mind is cloudy because of lack of sleep---

OH! It was foggy today! And really foggy, I mean. When we went inside the gym I could see the cloud blowing by the door...

The thought that came to my head was

Inhaling the fog like cigarette smoke...

Scott was talking about what we'd be like drunk... I don't remember what he said about himself, but I think he said Yoona would be raving, Angelica would be giggling madly, and I wouldn't drink, but I'd be a hiccuper.

[And to this I thought "a what? Why would I hiccup if I hadn't any anything to drink?"]

Sometimes I feel like my Weight Training uh... class-friends... are more lively than my other school friends... Maybe it's because they're more popular-ish. Yeah, that's probably it...

[No offense Angie, it's just that things can get kinda slow when we're talking]

Levels of relationship to people:

Stranger
What's-their-name, person I recognize but don't know
Heard your name, can't remember it- but it's okay because I don't know you
Acquaintance
Friendly acquaintance
Friend of a class-friend
Class-friend through friendship with third person
Class-friend
School friend
Family friend
Everywhere friend (Hangout friend)
Best friend
Someone you're so close to you guys practically live at each other's houses, or stalk each other

[Kidding about the last one]

It's very long and complicated and totally uneccessary, but that's what makes it fun. :P

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It's about the benefits.

Hawaii Pacific sent me a bunch of fancy crap at first, like that acceptance folder and the t-shirt that was huge and whatnot.

St. John's sent me a little paper that said "Congratulations on being accepted! Have this $16,000 annual scholarship!"

[Sorry if it sounds like I'm bragging, I'm not trying to :(]

So of course I picked St. John's.

Then the other day, HPU sent me a paper that said "Hey, you can get this $16,000 total scholarship if you come here."

Tsk. Too late, suckers. Stop sending me XXL t-shirts and maybe you'd have the money to give out better scholarships. :P

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Y'know, it would kinda suck if I found a college I actually wanted to go to right after their application deadline passed.

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I'm going to guess I'm going to get that position. As the TWON rep, I mean. :P

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I'm listening to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun right now... the cover by Emilie Autumn. I don't always care for the way she sings certain things, but it's a decent cover, in my opinion. You have to keep an open mind about it...

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It's a double plantain!


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We went to the Children's Discovery Museum downtown today. I hadn't been there in years...

The place was packed. And I seriously, honestly mean packed. It was like, a fire hazard in there.

Here's Natasha, my five (and a half, she likes to say) year old cousin, playing with the... thingy in the Alice in Wonderland or whatever it was called exhibit.


Big mirror thing.

(I figured it was safe to not make this entry protected for this one picture; after all, you can hardly tell what's going on.)

We ate lunch in the cafeteria. I had some not-so-great fish-shapes. My brother made a lot of faces to amuse Natasha.




As you may be able to see, some of the pictures were just taken at random times.

The water area had this cool vortex thing.


My brother went back to the Alice in Wonderland exhibit and examined his chin hairs, and then the massive tumor-zit on his nose.

(Lucky for you I didn't keep any pictures of the tumor-zit)

He was quite excited to see all the hair growing on his face.

We left around four because my brother started feeling really itchy or something. (He's got eczema) I think it could've been a combination of the sheer volume of people there, the heat, and the fact that he ate nachos and a hot dog for lunch. After he'd drunk some water and gone outside, he felt better...

I saw this stump when we were walking to the car.


Xs make everything more exciting.

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I'm excited about these potential Nutang Elections described in the forum.

There've been all these sorta-kinda changes for a while, and it's nice to see something new happening here. (Although the activity on the site could use a boost...)

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I wrote up some words to learn on the blackboard in the front room (the one I'm sitting in now, where I usually use the not-crappy computer). I don't think they should be terribly difficult, and some of them I think I might've known before.

So far we've got

machinate(v): to plot
granivorous(adj): eating grain and seeds [My parakeets are granivorous :P]
intromit(v): to cause or allow to enter
previse(v): to forsee; to notify ahead of time
subjacent(adj): located beneath or below: UNDERLYING
terse(adj): free of superfluity: CONCISE
wastrel(n): one who wastes

I just picked random ones out of the dictionary that didn't seem completely useless. Well, okay, granivorous is kinda not so great for everyday speech, but eh, it's an easy one.

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Thanksgiving tomorrow. -Sigh-

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Feeling a bit tired at the moment, so I don't think I'll upload whatever pictures I have... maybe another post...

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Playing Grim Fandango, and I can't get past this one part. It's frustrating me to the point where I want to scream and break the computer. Ugh.

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I have a book of Grimm fairy tales that I got for Christmas years ago... It's over seven hundred pages long, and the font isn't big like in some children's books. I've read the whole thing numerous times though, and once I begin a story again, I can usually remember how it goes.

There's one story about two sausages that has always scared me a little. It's called The Strange Feast...

Basically, a blood sausage and a liver sausage were friends. The blood sausage invited the liver sausage over for dinner, and the liver sausage agreed. When she got there and went through the door, there were a lot of steps, and she saw strange things on each one. There was a broom fighting a shovel, and a monkey with a big wound on its head, and so on and so forth. Then she got to the room where the blood sausage was and asked about all this. The blood sausage evaded her questions, or answered them in weird ways. Then the blood sausage said she had to go into the kitchen to check up on things. After she left, the liver sausage heard a voice say "get the hell out of here if you want to live." She took the advice and ran until she was out of the house. Then she turned around and saw the blood sausage standing at the attic window, holding a long knife. The blood sausage brandished it at her and cried, "if I had caught you, I would have had you!"

Can you see why this story has freaked me out? The not-your-typical-fairy-tale aspect of it doesn't really bother me, but it's just... weird. I mean, you've got these two animate meat products, which is in itself kind of odd, but the stairs part doesn't make any sense to me, and come to think of it; how does a sausage hold something?

And yet I still read it every now and then... it's like the song you can't get out of your head until you hear it again.

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Alrighty, Praetorian has agreed to go through with the interview. If you guys have any questions, just tell 'em to me. If not, I'll do the whole thing myself. I'm trying to decide between just having some set questions, or doing it conversation-style....

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Our Hamlet skit in Lit. seems, so far, like it was written by someone on crack. And that's... bad? We switched most of the genders of people, and changed it from everyone getting killed to people.... accepting... peace... and becoming hippies or something. And there's a food fight and singing gravediggers.... I don't really know what the hell we were thinking when we wrote this.

It's barely Hamlet anymore. Now it's more like we took a couple of things that were Hamlet, and twisted them so much it's hard to say what they started as.

Fortinbras became Freddie, and he's a hippie who launches into Hamlet's "To be or not to be" soliloquy for no apparent reason after telling people that "you have to stop killing, man, love your brother, violence is not the answer... you gotta make love, not war!" One of us picks up a bag of "Freddie's meds" (Jay wanted to put oregano in a bag, the teacher said no, so we're doing shredded green paper instead) and looks at him questioningly... he snatches the bag and says "I have a doctor's note for that! For the oregano! Because I'm oregano-deficient. Yeah."

Seriously I don't know what was going on here.

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Emre kept stretching and getting into my personal space while we were working on that, so I scribbled all over his arm with my Sharpie. I've been wanting to do that for a while.... It didn't do much, though. He grabbed the cap, then dropped it, then asked the teacher if he could go wash it off.

I don't... even know how to descibe today...

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So on Friday at the Holiday Fair, I got bored and drew this:


I'd like to call it "Zombie Bear Apocalypse," but the problem is that there isn't really any apocalyptic-type stuff going on. I mean, the title would lead you to believe that zombie bears were attacking somewhere, but actually there's just a cyclone ripping through the forest and they're "fleeing."

Eh well.

So it seems like Praetorian might be the next interviewee. I haven't gotten a positive response yet, but I don't see why he'd decline. It's not like I'm going to ask questions like "have you ever raped babies while screaming 'HEIL HITLER!' at the top of your lungs?"

Although, y'know, for comedic shock value, that'd be good.

I started playing Grim Fandango yesterday, and reading Acid House by Irvine Welsh (an author I like, though his bluntness can be a bit startling at times, and it's difficult to read when everything spelled out the way it would be said in a Scottish accent.)

Got some homework to finish up, then maybe I'll play more of the game. Not much to do around Nutang, really. If (when?) Praetorian agrees, I'll have some questions to think up, though.

Yeah this post hasn't exactly been really exciting.... OH.

There was a pair of underwear on the ground at school this morning. And it was dirty. Pretty nasty. Looked like she crapped her pants and threw 'em away... but I haven't got anything else to report.

Happy trails.

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