Saturday is really the only day of the week I can do anything, but it's also the day of the week when I don't feel like doing anything. At all. Period. End of story. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Also, today it's really gray and rainy and gloomy out. Usually I like the rain, but this rain is cold and unfriendly and feels like winter.
Meh.
-Raia-
I needed something to blog about.*shrug* And it is an awesome quote. I tried putting it in my sig but the box was all stretched out and it annoyed me, it looked so...unprofessional.=P So I put it here instead.
Someone should tell the people at my high school that...also, I need a new inspirational quote for my siggy. I'm really tired of the Tolkien one, and it looks so empty without something down there. Thoughts?
-Raia-
So this is what I was did with that pineapple back in the 'mad scientist' entry:
Raia + boredom + pineapple + construction paper + tape + scissors + moar tape + frustration = WIN.
<3
-Raia-
[Or specifically, my classes.]
Band: OMG OUR AMAZING DIRECTOR JUST ANNOUNCED HE IS RETIRING OMG *heart attack*
Math: We learned everything we needed to know back in elementary school.
Science: Is relatively pointless unless you enter a science-related field. Especially my Chem class. I mean really I could learn all that stuff by myself, our teacher is pretty much useless. She's also clueless: she lets the trouble-makers in the class do the demos, much to the lulz of the class and much
Well, the interwebs have been mean lately, and today after having to 'end program' three times in a row and still not being able to even get to my homepage, I pestered Dad into installing Firefox.
FIREFOOOOOX
She runs like a dream, she does.=3 BZP comes up in like...three seconds. Wow. *whistles*
[On a side note, the ants have disappeared again. BUT THEY WILL BE BACK.]
-Raia-
[[bEGIN TRANSMISSION. The ants have returned in full force, their numbers greater than ever before. Our men (er...women...my mom >.>) have fought valiantly to push them back, but they are relentless. The kitchen counter may be lost. There are too many of them. OMGSENDHELPPLZ! AAAAAAAH
...
END TRANSMISSION.]]
-Raia-
"MUHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Uh...Raia? What are you doing with that pineapple?"
">3"
"Hey Raia, could you distract these two so I can play my DS--"
"Noo, I'm too busy being a mad scientist. Where's the tape??"
"I rearranged. You have to keep up!"
"Nobody rearranges the laboratory without the mad scientist's permission!"
"..."
* * *
IS THIS A PLOT TWIST?! ONLY TIME WILL TELL. Or really, Raia-ology will tell.
Oh yeah, I figured out something to do.^.^
-Raia-
[[bEGIN TRANSMISSION. Our kitchen is slowly being taken over by a relentless army of ants. There's already been a casualty: my mom's sanity. Our weapons have been effective only in temporarily driving them back. Morale shaky; vinegar utilized against the enemy only succeeded in fouling air. Action recommended. END TRANSMISSION.]]
*Dons helmet*
-Raia-
AND THE CRAZEH EMOTIONAL BLOGGER IS BAAAACK
...
I missed Raia-ology. But really, I have mixed feelings about the forums being back up finally...so much stuff got deleted.:< Why does this kind of thing always seem to happen to BZPower?;;
-Raia-
Okay, so Raia is definitely not savvy on like a million things, so to cut down the list a bit, will someone please poast like, definitions/origins of the following: Lolcats Shoop-da-Whoop (sp?) Rick Astley/Rick-rolling Much obliged.^.^
-Raia-
Well! Thank goodness it's unofficially the weekend nao. My throat feels rather better, but of course, instead of not being able to talk, I can no longer breathe do to a combination of runny nose/stuffed nose. Yaaaaaaaay!
My Spanish teacher gave us progress reports today. I have some good news in this case....I've raised my B to an A!...although barely.x3 But even so.
...I need an idea for an amusing, colorful entry. Thoughts?
-Raia-
I cannot talk, eat, laugh, or even just swallow without experiencing a sensation as if I'm swallowing a Thornax whole. It's not funny. I need my voice. I need to be able to communicate with people. Especially in Spanish class. The whole point of that class is to speak Spanish. More importantly, it hurts to laugh, which really sucks cuz I laugh a lot.
My mom even let me out of going to basketball band tonight, which is serious cuz she hasn't let me before and tonight's the playoffs. Or one of
So like, Raia is a crazy, head-over-heels Komas fangirl, but she also ships TachixKomas obsessively.
...
PARADOX MUCHO? Or, should I say...PLOT TWIST?=O
On a side note, does anyone know what's up with this UR-86 person? I got this random PM from him that appeared to have a removed image in it...and it sounds as if other people have experienced this too.
Edit: FIRST MARCH ENTRY WHOO! Partay!
-Raia-
I spend half of my life going to the doctor, dentist, orthodontist, eye doctor...and the other half I spend doing projects for English class.
*sigh*
...Did you know I like parking lot sparrows? Parking lot sparrows are so cute. And unlike other sparrows, you can get pretty close to them before they fly off. I like parking lot sparrows a lot. Actually, I like sparrows in general. And chickadees, and finches. Oh, and red-tailed hawks. We see them all the time in Kansasland.
*ramble
1) Shopping carts. 'Nuff said.8D
2) Something shiny/reflective, like a mirror or the face of my old mp3 player, Squirt, that you can use to make a little light zoom across the roof of your mom's minivan while waiting for her in the Walmart parking lot. It's...shiiiiiiiiiny
3) A rubber ball, preferably just the right size for your hand, tossed up...and down...and up...and down...and then suddenly you pretend to THROW IT AT YOUR SIBLING'S FACE HAHA, MADE YA BLINK
4) Graphing calculators
Love has thwarted me once again! YAY!8D
...so remember hotbellsguy? No? Well he's that incredibly hot, friendly, smart, awesome flute player. The one who -used- to play bells beside me. The one that Raia still harbors a crush on. The one who is so dang LOVEABLE that Raia can't get OVER IT?
...so this week is Valentine's. And they are selling these little Valentine whatchamacallits that they will deliver for you during lunch. So I stuffed a dollar in my jeans pocket and plotted.
...so I
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the
