I am a scientist I can observe Describe, categorize, dissect, Even worship Marvel at the genius and splendor of design Bear witness with a scholar’s reverence To the perfect unity of each part But I am a scientist And so I watch in silence And can only wonder At the craft of the creators, the artists, the architects -Helio
Wait okay, so I was pretty sure I had at least two other blog posts since December of '11, but they've both vanished now. Huh. This post has been brought to you by apathy. -Helio
After weeks of procrastination, planning, brooding, writer's block, and an inability to come up with a halfway decent conclusion, I finally have something that halfway resembles a draft for my college entrance essay. I'm a little worried about the pacing and such, and if I want to use this same essay for my college of first choice, I'm going to have to cut it down to 500 words... but here it is, for your entertainment. Also, because I probably won't get around to being on BZP tomorrow, merry
On Thursday, the history club that I am part of attempted to have a meeting. Only about half the people showed up out of what is already a fairly small group, so the whole thing dissipated quite quickly. There were, however, three people besides me who came and stayed, and somehow, we ended up creating the Super Political Party. The platform, written on the classroom whiteboard and immortalized on everyone's cellphone camera, is as follows. Super Political Party Strobe lights at el
So at my school, there is a teacher whom I shall from here on out refer to as “Mr. P.” Mr. P teaches World History and Humanities, the latter of the two I took last year. When he is not teaching, Mr. P frequently wanders the halls of the school, ducking into classrooms to harass kids he knows and sometimes other teachers. It just so happens that he is friends with my current math teacher, who will be known as Mr. V. Nearly every day, (seriously, the whole class, teacher included, once had a m
Hey, people. So I'm back. Again. And as usual, I am late to the party. Most of you got back on the forums in what, October? Due to a series of confusing and frustrating events, I am only now able to get back into my old account. What's happened with me over the last six months or so you ask? Oh, you know, nothing much. Moved one year closer to graduation, made some pajama pants, saw more Confederate flags that I've ever seen in my life on vacation, joined a club, ate some sandwiches, to
This was originally going to be an image overload post of Outbreak Sims acting cracky, but because my computer is being a stupidface (quite mature, aren't I?) I can't get the launcher with all the screenshots to pull up. So I figured, bah, since I'm in a blogposting mood and I've already got Maj up already, why not show off my own beautiful eyesores works of art? This is my blog after all. I'm allowed to be self-indulgent and think it's all about me.
So, because I am bored and because I ca
A small, simple room, sparsely furnished. There is a plain, yet conspicuous and easily spotted wooden door to the left; unlocked and welcoming. It is quiet and peaceful. Birds may be heard chirping in the early morning calm. All is right with the world. Suddenly, there is a great crash heard, and wall and peace both are shattered. As the dust clears, SOL DE MEDIANOCHE stands triumphantly, blissfully oblivious to the fact that there was a perfectly cromulent door merely feet away.
MEDIAN
Glory hallelujah, I knew you could actually be capable of producing good animation, Studio Pierrot, not just you know, quality animation. Been a while since I've seen it.
...Also I think I may be having some face-peely nightmares tonight. Unholy bride of Frankenstein, that was disturbing.
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*Cannot get Matalij ja Mustii out of head*
How anybody managed to get that song on a kid's show, I'll never know. I guess it being Finnish probably had something to do with it. But srsly. People. XD
Ui ui ui ui ui ui ui...~~
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Man, I had a freaky dream last night. I was trapped in these series of rooms with some other people, and the rooms were slowly filling up with this purple acid. Even the tiniest bit of acid if it got on someone's skin would instantly start eating away at it and spreading (don't ask me how that works; this is dream-logic) until all that was left was a skeleton. Also, it made people evil. We all had to navigate this series of platforms to escape from the acid as it was rising so we could get i
No, not for me for once, my blog. I toyed with just slapping on a 3.0 in the place of the 2, but I thought this was marginally less dull. Plus, it is the first time I've ever had a blog for more than a week, so yeah.
I have nothing else interesting to say. If you could call this post interesting in the first place~
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As indicated by the title, this blog post contains spoilers for the Bleach anime. Sorta. Only if you exclusively follow the dub or don't keep up with the manga. Reading this entry before watching the episodes to date will ruin plot points, wilt your geraniums, drive your pets crazy, make you get a hair cut, etc, etc. If you don't follow the series, skip this post or read through it; do whatever you want. Not that it would probably make much sense to the uninitiated, which, actually, is prob
You know, I gotta hand it to the man; as much as I hate slogging through Sons and Lovers, DH Lawrence is really, really good at writing frikkin' creepy, screwed up relationships. As if the aforementioned novel wasn't enough proof of that, The Prussian Officer has got so much twisted homoeroticism going on between the protagonist and eponymous character that I think I'd seriously eat my hat if it wasn't intended to come off that way.
DH Lawrence, why are you so creepyyyyy...
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So, you might ask, "Midnight, where the heck have you been? What have you been doing this whole time?"
To which I reply, "BLARGH I AM SO UTTERLY SO-SO IT ISN'T EVEN FUNNY," and then apologize for capslocking at you and calm down somewhat. Bleh. I'm so not ready for school tomorrow. I spent the majority of my weekend either working or stressing about work. Mostly the latter. Though I did get several days off last week thanks to the blizzard apocalypse. Actually, it wasn't much of a bliz
So in case you didn't bother to read the title, yesterday was awesome for me.
First, paper stars arrived a few days ago. My mom picked up some florescent bulbs to put inside all of them, and we took them up to my room. Now we just have to hang 'em from the ceiling. Also on the subject of room redecoration, all the storage boxes that were cluttering the place up finally got moved to the attic. Thanks, mom.~
Then the entire family went sledding. Highlights include my brother actually fl
Bleach animators, I have no friggin' clue what kind of medication you people are on (or what kind you are lacking, for that matter). But whatever you're doing, please keep doing it. And please continue this trend of basing episodes on color spreads. You've managed to take a really lousy mood and turn it completely around.
Anemic milk-drinking vampires>Meyerpires. (sorry Twilight fans; I'm not a rabid hater, I swear. :3)
*Wanders off singing Orihime's pumpkin song*
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Nope, not dead yet. Sorry.
Ay ay ay ay ay. I don't know why, but I've had no energy for BZP lately. Several times this week I've thought to myself, "Y'know self, you really should make a blog entry. The year's gonna go by faster than you know it, and if you don't start posting again soon, you're gonna regret it once January 1 of 2012 rolls 'round." But there really wasn't all that much to talk about. I have a theory that once you finally get the opportunity to blog, all things blog-wort
This is the hairstyle I'd like to eventually have.
This is a slightly shorter version of how my hair is now.
I've got quite a bit of waiting to do.
Continuing with that theme, we ordered these paper stars for my room off e-bay, and they should get here sometime around the weekend. I'm pretty exicted about that. ^^ And it's certainly much more instantly gratifying than waiting around for my hair to grow out.
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SO. I've officially had a blog for one whole week. And such a prestigious anniversary obviously cannot go by without celebration or commemoration of some sort. This is my blog we're talking about after all. As in belonging to me, Mazo's sister/Midnight Sun/MS: Optimistic Cynic/Midday Moon/Shot by a PHYSICIST!/~Acedia~/~Sol de Medianoche~.
*Takes deep breath*
So yeah, anyway. After much careful consideration, I have finally come to a decision concerning what to do to celebrate this tru
So I've decided when I grow up I'm going to marry a Spaniard.
Said Spaniard and I shall have one set of fraternal twins, one female, one male. The girl shall be Indigo and boy shall be called Inigo. The former will have large, purple-y blue eyes, and she shall be left-handed. The latter shall not. A third child of either sex named Ichigo is also acceptable. (My Spanish husband is half Japanese. Maybe some Italian thrown in there too.)
Oooooor maybe I'll just adopt. It'd be a heckuv
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I SAW A SHOOTING STAR. FOR LIKE, THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE. (Okay, my brother insists that I've actually seen one prior to this sighting, but his memory isn't the one that counts here, so ha HA.)
BUT ANYWAY, IT WAS ALMOST DARK, AND WE'D JUST PULLED INTO THE DRIVEWAY AND BEHOLD! AS I LOOKED UPON THE DUSKY SKY, A SHOOTING STAR CAUGHT MY EYE!~
Also, I am ditching the whole Roman numeral deal. Silly word filter won't let me have two capital letters right next to
Well, as far as first days back at school go, I guess this one turned out fairly well. It had its ups (little homework, nice and easy start, plus I found out that one of my friends is in the same Foods class as I am =D) and it had its downs (lost my right contact about halfway through the day and spent the rest of it squinting through one eye, discovered that yes, we are going to spend a unit in English on Sons and Lovers OH PLEASE NO WHYYYY)
All in all, it wasn't too bad. I'll miss my lack
Well, today's the last day of winter break. I miss it already. Tomorrow I'm up before the sun to wait out in the cold for the bus to carry me off to experience the wonders of the public education system so that I may one day (in the uncomfortably soon future) grow up to get a good job and have a happy life full of hard work. Oh well, I guess I was starting to get bored anyway. I've spent much of my two weeks of respite from cramming my brain with knowledge sanding furniture, getting orange p
BET YOU DIDN'T SEE THIS COMING. > HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! LET'S MAKE THIS Ajkkuiftkiukvigvugvusaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
Sorry. Fell asleep on the key board for a minute there.
I wonder if this is anything like what a hangover is like...?
So, last night, I believe I broke my own personal record for staying up. You know how it's a custom to usher in the new year by staying awake until midnight and welcoming it w
