Yesterday, I started watching this anime, Best Student Council. It’s pretty funny considering it’s a bunch of middle/high school girls at this all-girls’ academy in a super all powerful wielding student council who get into a lot of random ass shit and there is a hand puppet belonging to the main character which is not just a figment of her imagination but an actual entity on his very own. Yes, it is rather strange.
After about eight episodes, as expected, I grew tired of these typical little school girls and browsed Netflix for more streaming animes and found Air, a beautiful and magical, albeit, emotionally taxing anime about winged people. I know most of you will not understand any of this, but here is the synopsis from Amazon:
Yukito is a traveling performer. He moves through this world with only the clothes on his back – driven onward by stories of “The Girl in the Sky”. Not knowing when or if he will find her, Yukito wanders, clinging to fleeting hope. Destitute and near starvation, Yukito’s life changes after the eccentric beauty Misuzo offers him food and shelter. This fragile treasure shares with him her dreams of a life lived amongst the clouds, and he listens closely out of a gratitude which soon gives way to rapt curiosity. The unlikely pair grows close, but Yukito cannot forget his destiny – or his past. In the end, the compelling need to find “her” remains. Who is the girl in the sky? Does she even exist? The questions run rampant, but the answers float aimlessly through the air.
I am definitely adding this anime to my itty bitty tiny collection. It is really wonderful despite being terribly sad at times. I’ll probably watch BSC every now and again since I can’t watch it all in a row like Air (its only 12 episodes and I watched the final four today) and in the meantime I’m going to start watching Kanon because I’ve read really good things about it. It’s a magical romantic drama very comparable to Air, but apparently better. I might take my time with it though since the tragedies are far worse, or so I read.
Yes, I know. I am such a little fangirl anime geek. I can’t help it; I love it.
Everyone, and not just Tumblr people, EVERYONE is talking about this damn Jersey Shore show and I just watched highlights introducing these characters and srsly LMAO bc this shit cannot be real. OH. MY. GODDD.
I love the timestamps; all the pictures were between 2:30 and 3:15am. —Jenna, on the pictures taken at B Stove’s on the glorious night that was Best Monday Night Everrrr. She will be posting them to FB as soon as she gets back to Austin as her camera cord is at her apartment. OMG, how embarrassing.
It’s nearly 5pm and I’ve only left this bed to go to the bathroom and get breakfast which was delicious Chick-Fil-A Chicken Minis. Mmm yummm. I think today I will order awesome stuff from Amazon with my gift card (thanks Ken and Karen!!!) and watch all of this new anime I found on Instant Play via Netflix… da da da Best Student Council. It is cliche ridden and definitely stupid, but I find it rather hilarious and at time endearing and I have nothing else to do so I might as well soak it up.
Best Stuff & Things from My 24th Birfday and Beyond:
Azuma Sushi was pretty fking tasty
three Sake Bombs
Heather had never had one before and she really liked it
oh, Heather got really drunk
Dar suggested we play Spoons at Little Woodrows and we did; we played at least 10 games and I was victorious in the first three; we used beer can tabs and coins as the “spoons”; Jenna really loves Spoons, a lot
Cindy was too sick to go to work so she called in but she was not too sick to drink which was really BAMF
we didn’t leave the bar till 2am and I was still awake
slumber party in Kenneth’s room
Beyond aka Best Monday Everrrr:
Columbian brunch at some hole in the wall with Aida, Michelle, Dar, Sarah and Cindy
St. Arnold’s Brewery with Kenneth, Tyler, Gray, Joey, Jamie and Brian Stover; got picked on alllllllllll damn day bc I am the token Asian and token girl and smallest human of the bunch
downtown Houston for late lunch at Market Square where we heard about the whole Mike Leach debacle which was hilarious; Jamie (Joey’s brother and Techie) was freaking out and deemed this day the most atrocious day of his life but since he went to Tech I’m sure he’s had worse days; oh and that motherfcker almost got a punch to the face when he started talking about fking rushing the field last year… srsly, I started yelling at him
Avatar 3D at the Imax with Kenneth, Karen and Ken; Kenneth got the news that he will be a homeowner when the deal closes on the 25th of Jan and he is super duper excited; oh and Avatar was fking awesome the second time around
Beer Pong at Brian Stover’s (pictures later, they are on Jenna’s) with the whole bunch; too much fun in one night, seriously anddd I got more drunk last night than I did on my birthday
oh goodness, Brian Stover’s undershirt must’ve been from middle school bc it was so tight and short and see through you could see his little beer belly and nipples and at one point Jenna and I were rubbing on them; wtf
Best Quotes of the Night
during Drunk Jenga I pulled a “count to five…” piece which means that you drink while everyone counts to five so the length of time which you are consuming your beverage depends on the graciousness of your fellow players and my lovely friends decided to count slowly and in an Asian accent and I ended up laughing so hard that beer went up my nose and tears streamed down my face and no, that was not one of my best moments, I know
various things Tyler Arrington said that I cannot recollect
Gray Arrington making fun of my slanty eyes
Joey and Sam telling the story of how Brady rushed out to Sam on that infamous night at the house screaming, “whyyyyyyyyy don’t you like me?!?!?” and everyone and I mean, EVERYONE knew about it the next day and that quote will forever live in the hearts of all of us
making fun of Jenna for being the youngest person at Stover’s bc she just turned 21 a few months back and everyone is at least two to three and in Brian’s case, five years older than her
Brian calling me Elle which hasn’t happened in forever
Tyler and I discussing the appropriateness of kissing friends of the opposite sex on the cheek; apparently, he did this all the time when he was younger bc all the ladies loved him and that is verbatim what he said; we decided it’s a go and especially in circumstances where alcohol was involved
Brian Stover is also a worry wart and did not realize we came from Mission Bend and Sugarland (Jenna met up with us at Kenneth’s and we drove together to Stover’s downtown) and he txted me all night until we were safe and sound which was at like 330am; “alright, make sure one of you guys let me know when you’re home safe otherwise I’ll worry about you guys” hahaha so adorable
Monday was oh so much fun. I still suck at Beer Pong and Brian took way too many incriminating photos of me that Jenna will likely expose on Facebook and somehow we escaped unscathed and sans shots, thank God. I think tonight is Round Two. Goodness.
been making christmas presents all night. just finished dad's. working on mom's. bout to go to dar's to give her presents and steal cookies. then wrapping time. and maybe i'll sleep a bit. so far i've watched two movies while being crafty: sense and sensibility followed by the dark knight... now what?!?!? i'm thinking a disney/miyazaki/pixar film to lighten things up.
I am freaking awesome. I just finished making, writing in, sealing, and stamping my Christmas cards that need to be sent in the mail to my aunts and uncles, the family I babysat/tutored for, the real estate ladies I do freelance work for, some out of town friends, Adeline, and two of my old teachers that I’m close to and miss dearly. I love Christmastime because I get to show people I care about them even if I don’t see or talk to them often.
I just have a few more cards to write in to my closest friends and my parents and siblings and the Darmers. Those will take a while, naturally. And tmrw and Christmas Eve I will be busy on that epic scrapbook and wrapping up presents. I’m glad Christmas is almost here and that it will be done with rather quickly and swiftly. I know so many people not having a good Christmastime and it’s mostly money problems and stress. The holidays will do that to you.
For the first time in a while, I’m quite excited about celebrating my birthday. A lot of my really good friends will be able to make it out and I’m convinced it will be a blasty blast. I also intend on buying a fantastic dress for the occasion on Saturday at The Galleria in Houston as my birthday present to myself. Or shoes. Or both.
And then in no time it will be New Years and we can welcome 2010 with open arms because I think most people will be ready to dump 2009; it was a rather shitty year for me and I’d like to get rid of it as soon as possible. Phew. Another year, already. Just. Like. That. Time is such a weird and delicate thing.
what the efffff??!!!??! some stupid mich state fan brought a fking whistle to the basketball game and started using it and almost got ejected. had to get the police over to confiscate said whistle. hahahaha what rubbish.
I am really scared and I am also really pissed off at myself for waiting till the last minute to go Christmas shopping. WHAT THE EFF IS MY PROBLEM?!?!?!?!
I feel like we’ve been celebrating Christmas time for months; how is it already this week and we haven’t done our Christmas shopping?!?!? —Darlene, yesterday night in the car when we both realized we are royally screwed.
I am staying at work an hour or so later today to make up for the short week. I’m going to brave traffic and the crowds to go to Barnes & Noble and Barton Creek Mall to start Christmas shopping and I still haven’t made my Christmas cards which is a really really really sad thing.
I might just have to pick up a box of Christmas cards and bite the bullet with my poor planning and hand write notes and include little doodles and maybe glitter and confetti to make up for the lack of creativity. I am ashamed, but I’m srsly considering still putting something together and plopping them in the mail first thing tmrw. Decisions, decisions.
After tonight’s excursion I will be scrapbooking and doing other crafty things well into Christmas eve. Wish me luck. I think the scrapbook(s) will turn out lovely, but I’m a little pressed for time. I’m getting rather nervous actually. I have twenty, TWENTY 12x12 pages to fill up and I haven’t finished one. All I’ve done is plan the damn thing with color schemes and photos and quotes on whichever pages. UGH. DAMN ME FOR PROCRASTINATING.
At least my shopping list is short.
Mom - hopefully, I find something at the mall appropriate enough for my mom, but she is so hard to shop for; my backup plan is a cute photo montage of me and Kenneth and Buddy bc she loves Kenneth probably more than she loves me. Dad - scrapbook of us bc I’m his favorite. Liz - …probably a book, just to spite her and bc she needs to read more. David - a trilogy box set of some books I’ve never heard of before but sounds pretty rad and up his alley and he asked for them so I know he will like it. Tiff - a planner. I haven’t ordered my new planner yet so I might her one like mine, but the smaller version (like the one I gave Jenna) unless I find something more cutesy and still practical for her at B&N
Kenneth - he wants hair clippers and/or a nice umbrella which are the two lamest presents ever and I have no idea what to get him as far as brand and functionality are concerned so he suggested I give him an IOU for them… LAME, but it’s done I guess since he nixxed my awesome ideas for presents: diploma frame, UT hoodie, and/or this pretty UT engraved glass name plate thing for his new desk at work. Ken & Karen - surprise, will post pictures later Dar - this is a surprise bc Dar likes surprises Aida - IDK yet Heather - IDK yet Vivien - scrapbook of her and her puppy, Shiner (he is sick and it is very sad) Sam - IDK yet, dammit Adeline - scrapbook from the A-Team party when everyone sends me photos
And that is everybody. I think most of my time will be spent at B&N which is a blessing. I hate the mall during Christmas. Geezus, I am so scared right now. I don’t even want to leave the office.
This will probably be the slowest day of my entire life. Just 3 measly days at the office and then I’m on holiday till January 4th. All I want to do is scrapbook, play video games, nothing, cuddle, watch movies and anime, get drunk with my friends, and eat a lot of foods. Christmas week is such an unproductive time at the office because everyone is just biding time and counting down to the holidays. It’s kind of also crunch time since people have unrealistic expectations of getting allllll the shit they were supposed to finish throughout the year done now before the new year comes. I have something to tell you, “it ain’t gonna happen, folks.”
All of my life I’ve had this sleeping/bedtime conundrum to deal with:
a) I don’t like sleeping in clothes. Panties (aka “skivvies” as Jenna likes to call them) are okay and my onesie lace teddy thing works, but I’m not a fan of jammies nor am I fan of anything with a collar close to my neck bc then I feel like I can’t breathe and blah blah blah.
b) There has to be a fan and it has to be on or else I will not be able to sleep. The silence is deafening and I can’t stand the stillness. I can’t breathe because it gets so stuffy in a room without air circulating.
c) I must have one leg out of the covers or I will get really hot.
d) In winter months—and this is the kicker—as you can imagine, the above “a” and “b” and “c” are not conducive for generating warmth so what I am I to do? If I cut any of the above out, I’m left terribly uncomfortable in bed, but it is fking cold sans clothes with a ceiling fan going and with a leg exposed and out of the covers.
Just got home from Hobby Lobby. Spent a good $30 on awesome pretty paper for my scrapbooks I’m giving out as Christmas presents. This holiday season I am making THREE and one of them is a huge 12x12. It is going to be the most beautiful thing you guys have ever saw. I also treated myself to some organizational things for my bountiful collection of pens and markers and stickers and scissors and paper. OMG I love scrapbooking.
Some lady in the paper section started talking to me about Cricut stuff (a machine, it’s like a CNC for paper, that cuts all sorts of shit from letters to shapes to entire quotes and srsly, anything you can imagine) and wanted to sell me her small machine and while it would be pretty cool, I kinda like hand cutting and drawing and lettering though that shit takes foreverrrrrrrr. I will contemplate getting one of those fancy schmancy machines when I have a craft room.
Right now I’m putting pictures on a flash drive so I can go to CVS/Walgreens to print these suckers out and get started. Jenna is gonna come over with a bottle of wine and allllll I want to do for the rest of the night is scrapbook, watch Pushing Daisies, chit chat, listen to that damn Brooklyn song I’m in love with on repeat and chillax.
Last night totally kicked my fking ass and I’m pretty much worthless today.
The Westlake post office sucks ass. Nearly every person in that bitch was an asshole this morning.
I spent over an hour there this morning for work; I had to send 18 letters certified mail which means I needed to fill out the certified mail stickers—there were none to be found so I had to “cut” in front of 20 some people to ask for the stickers that were not available on the wall… TWICE, because she didn’t give me enough the first time—then I had to wait in line behind 20ish people and when I finally got to the clerk she couldn’t meter the damn letters so she gave me a fuckton of stamps. I had to put three $1, one $.17, one $.04, and one $.03 on each letter along with the certified sticker which had to be stuck on very carefully and in the right place and then the receipt torn off correctly. It took me foreverrrrrrrrrr.
But there is a silver lining! I think I got karma points today.
I gave a lady a stamp who had been standing in line over half an hour and all she needed was to buy one measly stamp.
I lent a lady my pen and she never gave it back.
I played with a little girl who was waiting on her dad to get off the phone. I let her help me put some stamps on my letters. She had a good time.
Anddd, I helped a lady tape up one of her packages.
I wish people who are out in public would stop being assholes. When I first go to the post office I asked, very politely, if this man could scoot over and off the table so I could write on the certified stickers and he said, “well there is an empty table over there. Go over there.” And it was by all the PO boxes on the other side of the post office out of the lobby which meant, I lost my place in line. Oh, well. He was a grumpy asshole so whatever.
And then this guy had to give the clerk a special piece of mail that couldn’t go in the regular mail slot and so he essentially cut everyone in line to walk up to the clerk and hand her the letter. She took it and put it in a basket. And that was that. It took less than five seconds and people in line FREAKEDDD OUTTT! One guy was like, “thanks for cutting all of us, buddy.” Then some lady said, “yeah, do you think you’re better than the rest of us or something?” WTF, people. Calm the fuck down already. It’s the holidays and if you’re going to be an asshole just stay home. DAMN.
Kenneth left for Houston today meaning I’m at the apartment all alone until Christmas. I am petrified of the dark and being alone in an apartment/house. I probably won’t sleep well tonight and in an effort to make it through I’ll put on a Disney or Miyazaki movie to fall asleep to just like I used to when I was living alone in that efficiency apartment when Buddy was just a little puppeh. I’m a rather pathetic adult.
And to top it off, I just had another one of those heartbreak moments. This one was piercing. A quick and sudden pain that leaves a hole that burns and burns and burns much like a fire to the corner of a piece of paper. I suppose in keeping up with that metaphor, there will be nothing left but ashes in the end which is rather poetic and honest. We are but ashes in the end, anyways.
I must confess that I never knew what was for the best. I only had foolish hopes and the curse of being a lovesick girl to hang on; and words—oh, how I hung onto each little word. The cruel silence of being ignored and unwanted and cast aside is quite possibly the most painful thing a person can endure.
I want so much for people. I want so much for myself. I want to drown in the immensity of love and have no regrets. I want to believe that my fearlessness to love easily is not wrong or unwise or foolish.
I have lost all and any patience for life today. ALL OF IT.
I am about to kill my boss for making me do stupid shit pertaining to his new mailbox that is a fking huge 5 ft long metal SHARK because the city of Westlake is not down with that. He has writen a letter that I proofed and edited for him that he reverted back to his own words because he didn’t like my suggestions. I am rolling my eyes so hard right now. Add this to the list of stupid things rich people do with their time and money. OMFGZ annoying.
Greetings and Happy Holidays! In an effort to alleviate our day to day boredom and to aid in reducing the ever increasing “road rage” it seems our capital city suffers from, we have erected a new mailbox. It is unique and designed to enlighten and inspire people travelling along our road into simply not racing to the next red light, or cutting another fellow citizen off in traffic, but rather to put a smile on their faces. The city of Westlake has a somewhat boring mailbox ordinance, so we started thinking outside the box. We discussed many sea creatures as potential candidates for the sculpture of the box, such as whales, turtles and the like. We settled on a shark with the postman’s flag being the silhouette of Texas with the classic “divers down” red background and the white diagonal line.
We sincerely hope you find our concept and design humorous and creative. It should not endanger anyone that may lose control of their vehicle and (God forbid) impact the mailbox (the city prohibits masonry) as the anchor chain wrapping the four by four post would unfurl to its length allowing the vehicle to slowly come to a stop.
We have worked diligently with our local postal carriers and the branch manager of this regional post office to insure the requirements and requests of our postal men and women are met. They have provided input which we have adhered to in order to accommodate their input and suggestions and to meet with their satisfaction.
We truly wish to provide some different means of enlightening and inspiring our neighborhood into smiling and thinking of life in a somewhat jovial manner. Furthermore we wish you the best during this holiday season and hope you and yours have a very happy new year with all your hopes and aspirations achieved. We hope that this effort meets with your satisfaction and approval in our attempt to provide some small comic relief to the ever increasing stressful day to day demands on us all and respectfully request your signature below. Please use the enclosed stamped envelope for return mailing.
The next ZAPCO meeting is January 20th at 6:30pm followed by a BOA meeting on February 10th at 7pm. Thank you so very much for your kind understanding and cooperation in our efforts to bring humor into our community.
WUTTT?!??!!?!?! All of this over a goddamn mailbox?!??!! Anddd then I had to find everyone who lives within 200 yards of him and address envelopes and return envelopes so they can sign this stupid letter and give their consent for his variance. WHYYYY!?!??!?!
Do you not find this to be the most outlandish waste of time everrr?!?!? If I were ever to receive such a letter in the mail I would laugh at its idiocy and ignore that it was ever bestowed upon me.
I am ever so annoyed right now that I just want to storm out of this office, go home to my damn dog, and crawl under the mfn covers and sleep until next year. The rest of 2009 is going to suck ass.
On top of this bullshit at work, my family is having super uberleet retarded issues that will be discussed at a later time when I am not on the verge of tears due to enormous frustrations and disappointments.
I love love love to wrap presents! It’s one of those talents that doesn’t get used very often, although my mother waits for me to come home every year to wrap all the gifts for our family. I love that.
Lina also loves wrapping presents. LOVE LOVE LOVE. I am a fking awesome present wrapper. I also love giving presents! Sometimes I get way too excited and can’t wait so I give them out prematurely. Oh, well. Presents presents presents!
Is it completely ludacris that one of my greatest pleasures in life is being around my guy friends while they play some first person shooter game (namely, Halo and COD, obviously) and taunt those on their teams who are incompetent and fking up shit and not doing jack, but camping and sniping?!?!? I thoroughly enjoy listening to the two forms of this:
one) calm, cool, collected, and somewhat clever at times How old are you? You should’ve told your mom to buy you Legos Star Wars or something bc you suck at this game, kid.
two) complete and unadulterated rage What the fuck you motherfucking cocksucker you’re a worthless piece of shit blah blah blah. Notably, my friend, Tyler is notorious for such outlandish “taunting” hahaha.
Ftr, taunt is just a nice word summing up the generally inappropriate and obscene shit talking that is typically nonsensical and unfounded.