Boy.

I am not going to apologize for my lengthy absence. Why? Because I know for a fact that very few people care that I have been away for quite some time and I'm alright with that.

There have been many instances over the past few months where I could have typed a quick post in order to keep my followers happy at 2:49 in the morning, but I didn't. I'm not exactly sure why, but I didn't once think "You know, this would be an excellent time to put this on my blog and be fabulous and have people love me forever." Although, it would have been an excellent time to put that on my blog and be fabulous and have people love me forever. I'm not really sure why I'm posting tonight, especially when I really don't feel like it but I am, so there.

I suppose there's one topic that's weighing heavily on my mind tonight, and that is Boy. Seeing as there is a link to my blog on my Facebook page, I'm not going to name Boy. He's going to remain Boy. In fact, this entire post is probably going to be dedicated to Boy. Boy, feel special.

I met Boy a few days after I started High School. I'm not going into specifics because Boy could access this if he so chose to, and he'd think I'm really creepy if he wasn't dense enough to realize that I was talking about him. Anyways, I guess a few months went by and I thought "Wow, Boy is pretty funn- Heeeey, a SENIOR!" Any of my friends could tell you that I was in "Laave" with a new senior every week. I was going to get married and have babies with them but they just didn't know it yet.

I realize that there are many people out there who would absolutely love to take a peek inside of a teenage girls mind. Reading my blog is both a fantastic and horrible way to do it. Horrible because there's an Oblivion rant coming in the near future and fantastic because there's a Boy rant coming in the even nearer future. (Excuse me while I stalk his facebook page for a moment.)

Guess what? I'm not going into detail about how I first realized my feelings for Boy! Reasons explained above! Anyways, it took me a really long time to realize that I even remotely liked the guy, and it was for reasons really really stupid. And when I realized that I liked him, I began to positively freak out every time I was even in the same building as he was. (And we go to the same school, so I was freaking out on a fairly regular basis.) Anyways, let's fast forward through the part when we started actually talking, and let's fast forward through the part where I started to realize that my infatuation for Boy extends farther than I thought possible. Long story short, I really like the guy, he's been on my mind lately and I want to ask him on a date. HOWEVER, I'm too scared. By scared, I mean I practically poop my pants at the thought of flirting with him. (Although, I think I flirt once or twice. I didn't really mean it, but I think I did. I dunno. What's flirting exactly?)

Dear lord that was an awful rant. Boy, I'm sorry.

Now, an Oblivion rant.

There are many reasons I like Oblivion. The first being that it makes me swear at my TV, but not in a bad way. I find it wonderfully entertaining to swear at an Orc who just so happens to be trying to bash my battlemage's skull in. I find it awesomely awesome to parade my character around in pretty dresses even though she's a hardcore warrior. But I suppose the one thing I hate most about Oblivion is the Necromancers.

Necromancers are these spineless little mages who have no idea how to fight for themselves so they summon zombies to do all of the fighting for them. And you know what? They're really really really freaking annoying. And yeah, once I get past the zombies or skeletons or ghosts or whatever they feel like summoning to make my life miserable, I can totally ruin them by hitting them something like three times with my katana. While this is easy, when there are something like eight of them and they're ALL sending their zombies after you, the game gets really infuriating really fast.

New paragraph. You know what I really LOVE about Oblivion? The arena. Dear lord, I got addicted to the arena in about ten seconds flat (which is I believe how long it took me to completely destroy my first opponent.) There's something oddly satisfying about making the guy in the basement like me a little more each time I win a fight. You know what else is oddly satisfying? Punching mud crabs in the face, but not before you capture their little souls. I love it so much. My katana is awesome, however it can't beat the sensation of simply punching it out.

Oh, man. I feel horrible now.

/awful post.

Various lulz spawning from my High School Career

So, I'm a high school student now. And as a high school student, I get to meet a variety of people. Right now, I plan on telling you a bit about those people.

That one girl from my AP Math class

So, I was in my AP Math class, and our teacher was playing this game that involved him drawing a certain number of circles on the board and as a class, we could erase either one, two or three of them at a time. So, this girl pipes up "Wait! Isn't one the same as three?"

No. No it's not.

People taking credit for things that I say.

This again has something to do with the girl mentioned above.

I'll say something REALLY SMART but then the teacher won't hear me right? So what do the people sitting at the front of the class do? REPEAT IT. What does the teacher do? PRAISE THEM. I'm sitting in the back corner of the class, doing my work like a good little girl and then the people at the front are the people the teacher can name.

Speaking of teachers who don't know my name,

I've got two teachers who I'm pretty sure don't know what my name is. My band teacher and my Math teacher.

Now, I realize that I'm a big girl going to a big girl school now and not everybody can know my name, but I think that once I'm in THREE of somebody's classes, that's enough for them to learn what my name is WITHOUT looking at a list don't you think? I mean, don't get me wrong, my band teacher is a pretty cool guy, and I like him and all, but life's easier if you know the alto's name instead of just calling them "alto" because when we have full rehearsals and there's more than one alto sax, he's screwed. Actually, no, he's not because he can just point to me. It's easy enough seeing as I'm usually sitting on the very end of the row. And when I'm playing my guitar in the "Rock Band" course that happens after school, he just refers to me as "a girl" or he just points. I give him another month.

Math isn't so bad, seeing as our teacher doesn't really need to know our names to be able to teach us math. That's all I have to say about that.

Unexpectedly high grades

This has happened in a few subjects. AP English being one of them. I have an 88 % average in that class right now and I have no clue how. English is my worst subject, but I can write and I suppose I have that to my advantage. But seriously, when it comes to reading comprehension and literary analysis I am a complete dunce. (But apparently not seeing as those are the sections I seem to be doing well on.)

Also, music. We just had our music midterm right after I switched to the Alto Saxophone. Therefore I had to relearn almost all of the midterm material (Actually, no because I hadn't really started looking at it on flute yet) in the few weeks I had before the exam. You know what? I passed that exam with honors. I have no clue how, but I guess I'm just that AWESOME.

Nothing to do with school, but important to me.

So, I went to the optometrist today to get my eyes checked and you know what he said? "Your eyes are completely the same, you don't need new glasses :D!"

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! I fell in love with a pair of frames before my appointment and now you're telling me that I can't get new ones! Bull crap. Our benefits won't cover new glasses if the prescription hasn't changed and so now I have to live with my current ones that don't look half bad anyways.

Another thing.

My hair is now black and red.

It took two and a half hours to complete.

It's gorgeous.

/post

HIGH SCHOOL

So, in one week from today I will be a freshman in High School. Since I'll be a freshman, I had to go register. It was a good day for me to register since I could have first pick of all the classes I needed to transfer to. After fixing my courses, it was time to get my ID picture taken. The photographer was a pretty cool guy but he messed up my picture by putting a purple background instead of a red one like I had asked. So whatever, they were cool about it and fixed it. BUT ONLY A LITTLE BIT. You see, I have braces so I decided "You know, I don't really like my smile, let's try to smile with my mouth closed!" Since I'm getting my braces off before the year is out, this seemed like a good plan. INSTEAD I ended up trying not to LAUGH and the new picture (That's going to end up going to my family) looks worse than the original. But on the upside, I get TWO ID's. At my school, you actually need ID's there if you want to use the library or if teachers need to access your file. So I can choose which one I like better one day and use it WHENEVER I FEEL LIKE IT. However, I think the guy should have shown me my picture before he printed the ID off so I could say I liked it or didn't like it. I mean, not just for me but for everybody, no?

NEW PARAGRAPH IN ORDER TO DESCRIBE A DIFFERENT LINEUP.
So then we got in the lineup that takes us to pay our school fees. THIS LINEUP TOOK ONE HOUR TO GET THROUGH. I don't know what made it so freaking complicated. There were 4 desks, and a little more than 250 kids to register that day (They did it by grade, y'see.) It was so painful. THEN we went to the "Book Room" and I had to wait to get my textbooks (Which didn't take that long) But I think they missed my Biology 20 book which is no big deal since I don't need it until second semester. But they missed it D:

Oiy. I don't feel like writing anymore. I just figured I'd update all 4 of you on what's going on.

It's been a long time since we've spoken last.

Xbox LIVE.
Have I talked about it yet? No? Good!
I bought a years worth of Xbox LIVE yesterday. It's cheaper than World of Warcraft and you can play more than one game online so I thought "Why not?" right? I'm having second thoughts guys. The people who are on my Xbox friends list don't really like me whereas the people on my WoW friends list care at least a little bit. My Xbox "friends" make fun of how bad I am at video games whenever they can. My WoW friends? They encourage me to get better and would even follow me around for an hour to make sure I don't die while fighting level 11 bears. (I just started the game, by the way)I haven't talked to my Xbox friends in a month or so, so I don't know if they're the same, but I'm not. Since school ended, I'm a totally different person. I don't find the humor in my abysmal Kill/Death ratio any more. I don't care, even. I can't play Xbox for hours on end any more. Last night, I got bored after half an hour. Who knows, maybe they've grown up too. However, I doubt it.

On another note. I made a new YouTube channel. Why? It was really really annoying to have to sign into my gmail and my blogger accounts with one email, and then my YouTube with another. I decided to make the new YouTube with my gmail account so everything is synchronized you know? Of course I'm leaving behind 40 something favorites and one subscriber, but I think I'll get over it.

JUSTIN BIEBUUR.
I don't care for Justin Bieber. In my opinion, he sounds like a girl. An autotuned girl. Sure, some of his songs are catchy, and they're okay pop songs, but I don't listen to pop music. (Holy Crap I am blind as a bat without my glasses) I admire how he achieved mainstream success using YouTube, but I can't see anything special about him. He's not that good looking either. I don't understand how he's OMG SOOOOO HAWT 11!!!11!1ONE!!!!!F!!!!5!11! Just no. No no no no no. Just no. And that song? Baby? How is that the MOST VIEWED VIDEO ON YOUTUBE? "AND I WAS LIEK BABY BABY BABY BAAAWWWW BABY BABY BABY BAAW" NO. PLEASE NO. You don't need much musical "Talent" to figure out how to write a song like that. Just saying.

I need to figure more topics out. I like doing this but I'm just out of ideas.

Vent.

So. After months and months of not trying very hard, I got ventrilo on my computer. This is a huge achievement. For months the program was telling me "FILE CORRUPT GTFO" and it made me very sad because I was downloading it from their website so there was no way that the file was simply broken.

So tonight I decided that I'd be one of the cool kids and try until I got it. Try as I might it still didn't work. Disappoint, I googled in vain and it seemed that nobody had my answer. Defeated, I went to yahoo answers and started to type my question and I had an epiphany. I am using the best internet browser in the world. I decided to try and close Firefox and try downloading it in Internet Explorer. AND IT WORKED. Seriously, it was the most glorious thing I had ever seen. But it raises the question: If Mozilla Firefox is the best internet browser ever, then why don't these publishers cater to it? Are they unable to bask in firefox's glory? CAN THEY NOT HANDLE THE FURY?

That's really all I wanted to say tonight. It's short but when there's only 4 of you following me, I'm not motivated to write much.

DID YOU MISS ME?

Probably not.
But whatever.

Let's jump into today's topic.
CARNIVALS :D

So yesterday, I went to our towns fair. Since we're a big city, we just get that one that travels all across North America. It's pretty awesome actually. But the kind of sad thing is that they recently changed the name to "Capital Ex" and while I've adapted and now call it that, "Klondike Days" (Or kdays, as the awesome people called it" IS NO MOAR. And you know what? It was WAY COOLER. It just made us sound more legit. But NOOOOOOOOO. Call it some super gay preppy modern name so Calgary has a reason to be MOAR BETTER THAN US. And I actually do think that Calgary is better than us. Their city's nicer, their hockey team's better and their fair's better. But I still love Edmonton. A lot. :D OFF TOPIC. So, I managed to only net 82 calories yesterday, since I walked for like 10 hours and didn't eat very much. (Woah, way to kick me off the internet COMPUTER!) AND. I won myself a Shinx :D. I didn't need a boyfriend to get it, I got it in only 3 tries (And I won twice since you had to trade up for it) and I was playing that really awesome water gun game. I honestly think that I won because of my experience with FPS. Oh wait, I suck at fps. Nevermind. And you know those ride all day wristbands? I haven't taken mine off yet. It reminds me too much of bbq :D. And you know what's horrible? At 10:30 at night, we decided "Hey, let's go on that bigass ferris wheel!" So we did. And you know what was right next to it? The drop of fear. Now, If you've never heard of this ride, I need to explain it to you. You sit in your seat, and it takes you to the top of a tower. (It's like a pentagon of about 10 seats) And your fate is basically in the hands of the guy way below. Now, you're hanging there waiting to drop from god knows how many feet and you start to panic, thinking you're STUCK. Now, of course you're not stuck and the guy eventually presses the button and it drops in about 2 seconds. The split second before it drops, it makes the sound of the tower releasing the pentagon thing. It is the worst sound in the history of the universe because it is so terrifying. ANYWAYS. We're on this ferris wheel. And this thing is almost as high as this tower. And the drop of fear goes pretty fast so it's going CONSTANTLY. We're stuck at the top of this ferris wheel and WE HEAR THAT DROPPING NOISE 10 TIMES. I am terrified of heights. So every time I heard this noise, I thought we were dead. But we're not of course. And after we get off, my friend Christian asks the attendant "So uh, why do those things twist?" The guy calmly replies "Oh, you were unscrewing it." Wat.

And I just thought I'd say that I love my shinx like my secondborn child (First being my guitar) and I've decided to name him Broseph. I'm very proud of him.

Friend.

So, I haven't updated in a few days.
But it's not like anybody cares (Except for Mike, thanks Mike) but whatever.

So I'm at a friends house.
I haven't been to her house in a crazy long time because let's just say that lots went down since I'd last been there so I was a little nervous. So whatever, we got there and then there were FIVE CARS IN THEIR DRIVEWAY. Let me mention that whenever I'm around a friend's family I get EXTREMELY NERVOUS. So apparently her stepdad's mom and aunt were there. GREEEEEAT. Apparently her stepdad's mom is satan on Earth so my heart literally comes up in my throat because I was so nervous. (I'd like to mention right now that the last draft of this autosaved at 8:32PM. It's 8:31.) And I should also put out there that I am very socially awkward. If I am uncomfortable in a situation (Haven't been there in a very long time, meeting people for the first time, talking to a friend's parents ETCETERA.) I will not have any idea whatsoever to do with myself. My brain CAN AND WILL stop working. So I say stupid things. Really really really really really really really really really really really really really really stupid things. (If I signed onto msn on her computer, I wonder if she'd notice) Also, her family was eating dinner. I am an extremely picky eater. Her parents don't bother feeding me anymore (Thank god) or else it would have been a complete and total disaster. Anyways, we ended up eating alphagetti. It was amazing.

Another thing about my friends house. I had to go to the bathroom. Now, I know there's nothing special about that but her bathroom is weird. Let me expound. I had finished doing what I had gone to do and wet my hands, thinking that would be enough. However, I noticed the soap dispenser and had a second thought. I decided that it would be best if I were to wash my hands after all. I pumped the soap dispenser expecting perfectly normal soap only to find that her soap had been replaced by alien slime! Alarmed, I washed the stuff off of my hands as soon as I possibly could only to find that her door had locked on me! After struggling with the door for a matter of seconds I managed to free myself. And then I ate some trail mix.

Oh man, I really don't feel like writing any more. And I know that this was totally unfunny. Meh.