I had to get an even number of posts on each blog. xD I'm just weird like that. I have a certain amount of perfectionism in me about small things, like assorting spoons forks and knives a certain way in the dishwasher, every spoon and fork and knife must be in the proper slot in the drawer, when eating small food items one of each of the same size and/or colour must go in each side of my mouth, my rings must be on different fingers on each hand and i have to continuously switch them until i get it just right... etc. etc. call it a slight of OCD if you will. But anyways...
Lately I have been deciding what my characters should look like based on random actors/actresses, photos, and anime I've found on photobucket. I'm wanting to ask my dad if I can put my radio blog on my facebook. But I have to get a couple of school projects out of the way before I can even think about that. Technically I'm supposed to be doing my project now... but you know... what ever. xD
and now for the random babblings:
My printer is out of ink and I kind of have writer's block. I haven't been on my neofriends' harry potter forum sites in a while... I hope they haven't kicked me off.. -.-* i was watching some harry potter parody voice overs last night on youtube... they were pretty bad, but they were freaking hilarious (you know you're talking to a nerd when they say 'freaking' instead of "frikin" xD *lol*) umm.... let's see, what else is going on around here... oh, well there's the fact that Micah Dempsy (a guy in my Biology class
) fell out of his chair and had almost like a spazm on Friday when we were talking about PET scans in Biology and how they had to inject a radioisotope into you with a needle. Apparently he had a phobia of needles. It freaked the living heck out of me as well as the rest of the class. He's the kind of guy you just WOULDN'T expect to be that way.
) fell out of his chair and had almost like a spazm on Friday when we were talking about PET scans in Biology and how they had to inject a radioisotope into you with a needle. Apparently he had a phobia of needles. It freaked the living heck out of me as well as the rest of the class. He's the kind of guy you just WOULDN'T expect to be that way. My mom's been bugging me to type out my songs and poetry on the computer... I have yet to succeed in doing this. Everytime I get on, I get distracted (like now).
The issue is never lack of time; it is lack of motivation to use that
time wiselyI have been trying to just stop and contemplate life a little bit, but life
and now i need a bible concordance so i can finish a song...
seems to be travelling to quickly for me to slow down. I have learned to
simply expect the worst, hope for the best, and pray to God that He will keep my
head from spinning on my shoulders or else leaving it behind should it not be
screwed onto my shoulders tight enough.


