SQUEEEEEEEEE!!

AHHHHHH, RAMSEY KISSED ME, OH MY WORD, EVERYTHING IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD AND HE HUGGED ME AND HE WAS ALL MASKED AWKWARDNESS AND HE KISSED ME AND EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

I can die happy now. I really can. This isn't even Heaven, this is...is...okay, so apparently it's not Illyria which is apparently just a city in Greece but for some reason I thought it was another Paradise in another book but I'm not quite sure if it's Avalon because I'm not sure if that ranks higher than Heaven but if there's a paradise that's well..y'know, PARADISE, then BABY I AM AT IT RIGHT NOW.

I feel like the Cheshire Cat, not being able to stop the humonginormous grin that spreads from ear to ear, literally. Heck, I even stopped BREATHING for a few minutes. I don't think that's healthy. But who really cares right now? I DON'T! BECAUSE HE KISSED ME! (Well technically, I kissed him, but again, who cares because we KISSED AND THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS)

I'm going to go dance around the kitchen, singing, before I die of asphyxiation.

I LOVE YOU ELLIOTT TREVOR RAMSEY WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING AND BREATH IN MY BODY.

-Glind

Once Upon A Time...

There was a boy named Yuo. Yuo wasn't exceptional at all except for the fact that he was Irish, but he didn't think much of that fact since he LIVED in Ireland. Everyone was Irish. He didn't question that until a tourist girl came to his neighborhood one day and they happened to bump into each other. The girl knew it was love at first sight with Yuo, but Yuo, regretfully, rejected her. The girl left Ireland with a broken heart, but she swore never to forget him. And she held true to her promise. She would randomly burst out saying, "I MISS YUO!" and everyone would stare at her oddly until she claimed she had just misspelled "you", ducking her head in shame. Nothing in her life was the same again.


THE END

Wasn't that just a happy story, kids? I thought so! It has a wonderful moral. Never go to Ireland and fall in love with a boy named Yuo. Just don't. It's not a good idea.

-Glind

Melting Pot of Gibberish

So Taylor got a text from her friend telling her to look at the moon, so she told me to look as well. So I did, but when I looked, it was just...a normal full moon. Yeah, it was uber bright and all, but nothing special. Meanwhile, Taylor's freaking out in her little corner and yelling, "IT'S A HARVEST MOON!" Naturally, this made me feel a bit left out. Why couldn't I get a Harvest Moon? Why does she get to be the special one?And what the deuces was a Harvest Moon anyways?

*a quick pause in our broadcast while our heroin-er, our..blogger...person...thing looks it up*

Okay, so apparently a Harvest Moon is just this time when the moon turns this spiffy orange colour near the...end? of the Autumn Equinox. Dude. Again, why can't I have that?! It's seriously unfair, but I mean, you'd think since we lived in the same country that I'd be able to see it, but nooooo. Maybe the moon's prejudiced against me or something.

Anyways. I'm still about 7 episodes behind in Heroes and Anna SOMEHOW wants me to find time to watch all those before Monday so I can watch the new one with her and not be all "GRAWR, NO SPOILERS! >(" like usual. HA. That won't happen for one very big reason. I'm grounded. I'm already taking time away from school to watch a couple episodes a day, so seven would be a very very long time to ignore school. Not to mention the whole school issue...but man I want to!

***SPOILERSPOILERSPOILER***
Although, I have to admit. The whole Nathan thing is getting kind of annoying. Can't he just DIE and be DONE with it? Honestly. Let Sylar get back his memories and sanity. But also...I mean...they couldn't really let Sylar DIE when Matt got shot, could they?! Man, I hope not. Sylar's the best part of Heroes! Aside from West, that is. >>


Random list of my top 10 fave albums for last year~

Alter the Ending ~ Dashboard Confessional (amazing band, amazing new album, never disappoints)
Zombies!Aliens!Vampires!Dinosaurs! ~ Hellogoodbye
Masterpiece Theatre ~ Marianas Trench (Cross My Heart and Acadia are just epic)
Bayside(self-titled) ~Bayside
Swiss Army Romance ~ Dashboard Confessional
Paper Walls ~ Yellowcard
Move Along ~ All American Rejects
Commit This To Memory ~ Motion City Soundtrack
Modern Minds and Pasttimes ~ The Click Five
Off The Deep End ~ The Friday Night Boys


Oh, and uh, pertaining to music, I finally listened to "Hallelujah" by Leonard Cohen today and um, at the risk of being murdered most painfully, I have to say that...I didn't really like it. I mean, it was nice and all, but he just isn't my style of music.


I think I'll go hide for my life now.


~Glind

I'm Seeing Pretty Colours! Trippy.

My science teacher is the type that's really enthusiastic about science, complete with the lab coat, half balding hair(the other half is sticking out at odd angles), and glasses, and his voice sounds like he's been sucking on helium as a substitute to drugs. My video teacher, that is. Me being my shy little homeschooler self, I've never met him in person.


He was trying to explain how to work our microscopes for the first time and my first thought was, "Eww. Science. Boring." because I'm honestly not that into atoms and chemistry and such. NoonemakesacheesyjokeorI'llhaveyougranched. But when I actually managed to get my microscope to work and look into the eyepiece, I was blown away.


Yeah, I guess I'm a bit easy to be amazed, but for this experiment, we had to have a small g cut out from the newspaper and prepare a wet slide from it and when I looked at it under the microscope, it was just...awesome! The ink that made out the "g" was very faint and the whole little scrap on the slide had this...antiquity to it, like a document thousands of years old. And then there was this random red streak near the right hand side of the g and I was like, "WOAH PRETTY COLOUR!" I had no idea that newspapers have random colour streaks, but it's seriously spiffy.


And then, when you turned the knob to a higher level of magnification, you could seriously see every little dot of the ink scritched out like those little magnetic toys you see where you move the magnet and the little metal shavings move around so you make beards and other weird facial hair.


Anyways. I thought that was pretty cool. This isn't a very substantial post, though. I'm trying to think of something else to say, but I can't think of anything except boy drama. And that's not all that entertaining. So I think I'll leave it at that before my brain goes entirely mush.


-Glind

Apathetic Way To Be

Ever had one of those days where you just feel like you're in a slump and you just have this certain apathy about practically everything? I've been in that slump for a couple weeks now, except it's mainly confined to my schooling nowadays. This is unusual for me. See, I'm the type of girl that lives for perfect A's and good grades, but none of it seems to matter anymore.

For the life of me, I can't figure out why either and that's what's bugging me. I'm behind in schoolwork from since November and it's not surprising about that since I generally procrastinate, but not usually on this level. I can't remember the last time I actually sat down and focused on my schoolwork instead of brushing it off.

It's not the incentive of finishing, I think. It's the repetitive monotony of school cycling over and over again and maybe it's just a bit of wanting actual social interaction. I love focusing on learning if I have someone to do it with and to commiserate with, but at this point, that's not possible as there are no good schools near me. So with that in mind, I just need something to focus on to make me want to do school, other than, of course, threat of failing. That never seems to work, sadly.

On a sidenote, I was looking at my random writing drabbles from different points within the last year and they all seem to hold a rather depressing note. Am I really that angsty? Gaah.

-Glind

(I have a valid excuse for failing on the second day of this blog and not posting. I had to drop my sister and her son off in Canada and I had no internet. I didn't even have a computer as this compie's screen is half detached from the rest of it and therefore, unfit to travel.)

Doing the impossible

Let's start off with a little equation, shall we?

Me + shiny new project = <3>

Hmm. Not complex enough for our high school level, is it?


Me + shiny new project x time spent(let’s say, longer than three days?) x attention span = X.X

Okay, and if we plug in this blog as the shiny new project and use the same time quantity, I think we can all do the math on that one, but! We forget one VERY important component to this problem.

FRIENDSHIP.

Man. Did that sound as cheesy as I thought it did? Seriously, though. There has to be something to friendship if all those children shows spout it all the time. Either that, or they're just really intent on feeding us fake propaganda which is actually quite a scary thought. I mean, you read all about these futuristic totalitarian governments where some people don't even KNOW what they're missing, but honestly, that could be US. Maybe everyone in another world hates each other and we're the people in the book, but it's a sad, sad world where WE'RE missing out by not hating absolutely everyone.

But uh, getting back on track, I'm completely new to blogs and such, so if I ramble that's probably because I'm so completely nervous about what to say and terribly intimidated by all these BUTTONS on the post box. Yeah. But back to the friendship bit, my friends, Claire, Taylor, Sarah, and Anna(although Anna's already been doing this, so she doesn't technically count, BUT WE LOVE HER ANYWAYS) decided that since we all have small attention spans or are just too lazy that we are going to blog every day. Amazing, isn't it? I thought so too.

So, with that said, I've rambled far too much for an introductory post.

Later,
Glind