Yeah, here I am at Sarah's. It's 8:02 AM and we just woke. And Sarah's freaking out at me about being stalked by mentioning her name. I think she's kidding. Oh, good, she just said she was kidding.
Yesterday was a tinsy-winsy bit insane. S'all better now. It better be. :P
And, I'm trying to remember and write down all the Studio Ghibli movies I've seen and the ones I own. I'll go get the little paper thing in the Howl's Moving Castle DVD box for reference. (Note: When I typed "Howl," Sarah said "Howl is hooooooot :DD.") Got it.
Kiki's Delivery Service
Castle in the Sky
Spirited Away
Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind*@
The Cat Returns
Howl's Moving Castle*@
My Neighbor Totoro*
Princess Mononoke
Grave of the Fireflies**@
*I own them (My Neighbor Totoro I only kinda own. I still need to pay for it before it's offically mine.)
**Is owned by Josh, my lovely brother. :D
@The ones my friend Sarah has seen.
The only ones I haven't seen, but I'm interested in buying are: Pom Poko and Whisper of the Heart.
Yeah, so off the anime subjects.
I emailed Casey a few days ago. I either scared him because my second email was in all caps (actually, that could've scared his mom. x.x) or he's insanely busy. Either one is entirely possible, I think. I'm hoping he's just insanely busy.
Well, hum-hum-hum...
Started up neopets again. Just a little. I think I'm doing it because I'm addicted to WoW (World of Warcraft, for those who don't know (Sarah, I doubt you've ever heard of WoW)). I'm just surprised that my grammar was that horrible, what, four, three years ago? Oh, another hilarious thing...
I checked my email when I got here, at Sarah's house, and I had an email from the Pit. A review. I had gotten a review for a story I hadn't posted in for three or four years. The contents? "LOL!FUNNY." Let's just say that I thought it was so moronic that some might've peed their pants laughing.
Andrea, I won't be able to check the forum or look at your Journal while I'm here. I saw your comment from the previous post I made, and Sarah reminded me that I'm at someone else's house. So, I don't want to go to a bunch of page's where Sarah's mom could find a some f-bombs, etc. I still love you. I just don't want MY Sarah (:P) getting in trouble.
Bye-bye.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Stunning Blogs and Websites!
Right now, I'm in a class at the conference called "Stunning Blogs and Websites." Essentially, I'm learning how to create a website and/or blog using Macromedia Dreamweaver MX.
I made a page I call "SyU: Undercover." It has a table with today's date, my current progress in writing (10k words), and a link to Snafu comics. Then it has an image for Kamichama Karin, then a rollover image. The rollover image starts with the O RLY? owl. Then, you go over it and it changes to the famous YA RLY owl. It has a link, which leads to the wikipedia page for O RLY?ness.
My first YA RLY owl was dead...then I found a better one. It makes me happy.
I'm sitting next to a cool guy named Israel, he has cool, green hair, and he just showed me a hidden scene in Potter Puppet Pals.
At least I could write an update on today with this class. I doubt I'll ever have Dreamweaver, so I don't believe I'll really use it. Who knows, though?
Some of the girls, other delagates, from my county have been on my case the past couple of days. Just because I've been hanging around with Casey a lot, a guy who doesn't even live close to me, a guy I haven't seen since April, a guy who's an intelligent Christian and knows what he believes, and a guy who's a writer. Uh, yeah, how is it weird that I'm talking to him?
First they asked if he was my boyfriend. I thought that was pretty funny, so I laughed. Later, they kept at it and then excused him of being my "boy-toy." Ugh...
And last night, I was waiting for a girl named Samantha. I met her on the art tour, and I found her crying last night after dinner. So, I told her I'd meet her at the dance so I could talk to her. I wanted to make sure that she was OK. Before she showed up, those girl delagates showed up and asked if I was waiting for "my BF."
They still haven't let up yet, probably won't. I'm okay now. I told Casey about it last night, 'cause I was really embarrassed yesterday afternoon.
Tomorrow, I'll be going to Sarah's. YAY! Don't know when I'll get back, Sarah and I'll be deciding that.
Andrea, I wuff you. :3 I'm sorry I haven't communicated with you for a while!
P.B. and/or Jenn, if you see this: I'm praying for you guys and I wanna hang out again with you two! You guys are just tons of fun! See ya later.
I made a page I call "SyU: Undercover." It has a table with today's date, my current progress in writing (10k words), and a link to Snafu comics. Then it has an image for Kamichama Karin, then a rollover image. The rollover image starts with the O RLY? owl. Then, you go over it and it changes to the famous YA RLY owl. It has a link, which leads to the wikipedia page for O RLY?ness.
My first YA RLY owl was dead...then I found a better one. It makes me happy.
I'm sitting next to a cool guy named Israel, he has cool, green hair, and he just showed me a hidden scene in Potter Puppet Pals.
At least I could write an update on today with this class. I doubt I'll ever have Dreamweaver, so I don't believe I'll really use it. Who knows, though?
Some of the girls, other delagates, from my county have been on my case the past couple of days. Just because I've been hanging around with Casey a lot, a guy who doesn't even live close to me, a guy I haven't seen since April, a guy who's an intelligent Christian and knows what he believes, and a guy who's a writer. Uh, yeah, how is it weird that I'm talking to him?
First they asked if he was my boyfriend. I thought that was pretty funny, so I laughed. Later, they kept at it and then excused him of being my "boy-toy." Ugh...
And last night, I was waiting for a girl named Samantha. I met her on the art tour, and I found her crying last night after dinner. So, I told her I'd meet her at the dance so I could talk to her. I wanted to make sure that she was OK. Before she showed up, those girl delagates showed up and asked if I was waiting for "my BF."
They still haven't let up yet, probably won't. I'm okay now. I told Casey about it last night, 'cause I was really embarrassed yesterday afternoon.
Tomorrow, I'll be going to Sarah's. YAY! Don't know when I'll get back, Sarah and I'll be deciding that.
Andrea, I wuff you. :3 I'm sorry I haven't communicated with you for a while!
P.B. and/or Jenn, if you see this: I'm praying for you guys and I wanna hang out again with you two! You guys are just tons of fun! See ya later.
Monday, June 19, 2006
On the road again...
Gone again. Now to Madison for a few days.
Argh-bleh. I didn't get to talk with you, Andrea, during the two days I was here. D: Sorry!
Love all of you!
Argh-bleh. I didn't get to talk with you, Andrea, during the two days I was here. D: Sorry!
Love all of you!
Saturday, June 17, 2006
I LIVE!
Yeah, I'm alive from Awana work week. I'll edit for some details later...
EDIT:
So, basically, work week was a blast. The teacher was good (such a praise!) and it was fun serving tables. It was interesting to learn how to balance and carry three plates of food to three tables (example, three bowls of potatoes for three different tables). I don't believe I could learn to master carrying three pitchers of water or Kool-Aid, but that's alright.
My tables were really nice. My old counselor from a few years ago at this camp, Lora, was a table leader for one of my tables. I didn't get that much candy or money at the end of the week, but I'm fine with that. I'm quite happy that I got any money at all! Six dollars really is nice.
Some of the girls at my tables were really sweet. One shyly gave me a note at the end of Friday dinner.
It was also nice learning from other workers that their Churches are going through similar situations that mine is. It was just extremely comforting.
EDIT:
So, basically, work week was a blast. The teacher was good (such a praise!) and it was fun serving tables. It was interesting to learn how to balance and carry three plates of food to three tables (example, three bowls of potatoes for three different tables). I don't believe I could learn to master carrying three pitchers of water or Kool-Aid, but that's alright.
My tables were really nice. My old counselor from a few years ago at this camp, Lora, was a table leader for one of my tables. I didn't get that much candy or money at the end of the week, but I'm fine with that. I'm quite happy that I got any money at all! Six dollars really is nice.
Some of the girls at my tables were really sweet. One shyly gave me a note at the end of Friday dinner.
It was also nice learning from other workers that their Churches are going through similar situations that mine is. It was just extremely comforting.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
It's been a while since I last posted, eh?
My real question to myself right now is: Why am I up this early? (7:04 AM) Regardless, I'm awake.
Now, I had a weird dream. The last parts I remember are as follows:
I'm at a some sort of Christian winter retreat, probably with DV8 (Emily F. shows up in my dream later).
Then, Andrea and Viera, who is Andrea's real-life friend, show up and sit down next to me. I know there was some kind of teaching going on, but I don't know what was being taught. After some point, Andrea asks the teacher what sounds like a really dumb question (I can't remember what), but he doesn't respond. People around him are giggling at Andrea's silly question. She wants an answer, though, so she sits herself down next to him, waiting for an answer.
I think the sermon thing ended, because me and Viera got up, and I saw Emily F. So I dragged Andrea over to Emily and tried to introduce them. At first Emily did something weird, like she didn't understand I was trying to introduce her to Andrea (?), but they were introduced eventually.
Next thing that happened was that our group (including Viera and Andrea) got to this hill like thing, with rocks all around. We were all in snowsuits, and some people had inter-tubes (that's what they're called, right?). Andrea goes down the hill, STANDING on the front edge of her inter-tube, gets to the bottom of the hill (I have no idea how she was balancing), and runs her head right smack into a rock.
And, instead of dying or going into a coma, apparently the rock poisoned her. So, me and Mrs. Pattycake (? she was in the dream, too, but I can't remember if she was the one who went with me) take Andrea to some sort of hospital with a green atmosphere--I call it St. Mango's for soon-to-be obvious reasons. There were a lot of other people there, but I can't remember if all of them had head-poisoning like Andrea. Anyways, we get her to a free table, set her there, and then I leave with Mrs. Pattycake or whoever I was with. Oh, and next to Andrea's table, was another table with Harry Potter on it. I just remember looking at the table next to her and realizing she was next to him.
So, at this point in the dream, Viera and Andrea are both out of the picture. Nothing happened to Viera, but she just left. Maybe she was visiting Andrea in St. Mango's? Who knows?
Well, apparently my St. Mango's was in a mall, because then I end up going through this mall, looking for an exit to the parking lot, all the while seeing muppets everywhere. Once I got to the parking lot, I found Mrs. Pattycake at her car. We talked a little, and then she gave me some french fries to eat. Then I took a bite out of a french fry and, for some reason beyond my understanding, dipped the french fry in ketchup. So that most of the fry was covered. And I hate ketchup. Ate the ketchup covered fry, I did.
Then I woke up, layed in bed, trying to figure out why Andrea and Viera were in my dream. I came to the conclusion that it was because I saw Andrea's away message yesterday that said she was away at Viera's house. Emily F., now that I think of it, was probably in my dream because I thought she was mad at me earlier this week. Mrs. Pattycake was probably in my dream because we got a phone call yesterday, the caller ID said "Steve D---" (that's her husband), and I thought the voice over the phone sounded female (I didn't pick up the phone, my dad did and he had publically announced the caller ID). So I thought it was Mrs. Pattycake.
Now I'm tired. I should probably get dressed...yeah.
Well, good-morning, everyone! (And I could say that in Japanese, but I'll refrain.)
Now, I had a weird dream. The last parts I remember are as follows:
I'm at a some sort of Christian winter retreat, probably with DV8 (Emily F. shows up in my dream later).
Then, Andrea and Viera, who is Andrea's real-life friend, show up and sit down next to me. I know there was some kind of teaching going on, but I don't know what was being taught. After some point, Andrea asks the teacher what sounds like a really dumb question (I can't remember what), but he doesn't respond. People around him are giggling at Andrea's silly question. She wants an answer, though, so she sits herself down next to him, waiting for an answer.
I think the sermon thing ended, because me and Viera got up, and I saw Emily F. So I dragged Andrea over to Emily and tried to introduce them. At first Emily did something weird, like she didn't understand I was trying to introduce her to Andrea (?), but they were introduced eventually.
Next thing that happened was that our group (including Viera and Andrea) got to this hill like thing, with rocks all around. We were all in snowsuits, and some people had inter-tubes (that's what they're called, right?). Andrea goes down the hill, STANDING on the front edge of her inter-tube, gets to the bottom of the hill (I have no idea how she was balancing), and runs her head right smack into a rock.
And, instead of dying or going into a coma, apparently the rock poisoned her. So, me and Mrs. Pattycake (? she was in the dream, too, but I can't remember if she was the one who went with me) take Andrea to some sort of hospital with a green atmosphere--I call it St. Mango's for soon-to-be obvious reasons. There were a lot of other people there, but I can't remember if all of them had head-poisoning like Andrea. Anyways, we get her to a free table, set her there, and then I leave with Mrs. Pattycake or whoever I was with. Oh, and next to Andrea's table, was another table with Harry Potter on it. I just remember looking at the table next to her and realizing she was next to him.
So, at this point in the dream, Viera and Andrea are both out of the picture. Nothing happened to Viera, but she just left. Maybe she was visiting Andrea in St. Mango's? Who knows?
Well, apparently my St. Mango's was in a mall, because then I end up going through this mall, looking for an exit to the parking lot, all the while seeing muppets everywhere. Once I got to the parking lot, I found Mrs. Pattycake at her car. We talked a little, and then she gave me some french fries to eat. Then I took a bite out of a french fry and, for some reason beyond my understanding, dipped the french fry in ketchup. So that most of the fry was covered. And I hate ketchup. Ate the ketchup covered fry, I did.
Then I woke up, layed in bed, trying to figure out why Andrea and Viera were in my dream. I came to the conclusion that it was because I saw Andrea's away message yesterday that said she was away at Viera's house. Emily F., now that I think of it, was probably in my dream because I thought she was mad at me earlier this week. Mrs. Pattycake was probably in my dream because we got a phone call yesterday, the caller ID said "Steve D---" (that's her husband), and I thought the voice over the phone sounded female (I didn't pick up the phone, my dad did and he had publically announced the caller ID). So I thought it was Mrs. Pattycake.
Now I'm tired. I should probably get dressed...yeah.
Well, good-morning, everyone! (And I could say that in Japanese, but I'll refrain.)
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