New Years Eve

It's turning about to be pretty cruddy so far.

I was supposed to go to Rochester Hills tonight to hang out with Alison Ho, and her friends (specifically in my case Erica, Marc and Ben). I met Erica, Marc and Ben a couple days ago when Album and I went to go visit Alison. That was a really fun day actually. Album got us lost because he didn't listen to me, and we kept ending up in these terrible neighborhoods, but eventually when we called, Erica got us where we needed to go (Somerset). It was a lot of fun, though Erica had to leave early. Marc is Alison's boyfriend, and he is a bit like a happy, not racist Travis, in the best way possible. Erica was cool before she left. Ben was friggen hillarious. I wish he didn't live an hour and 5 minutes away. I would want to be his friend. He kept asking old ladies for their autograph. They denied him. Even his idol. :(
Anyways, so I was supposed to go there, but that got cancelled cause of my parents.
And, well, I WOULD have been able to have another plan, but a certain person FORGOT about me.
Yeah.
That makes me feel great.

Plus I made Jacob cry when I told him I was going out with Don.
Gurka that is, incase you were thinking otherwise. That happened yesterday.
And now Zac is all GEHH because Steph and I both cancelled plans with him.

So fuck it.
Whatever.
Happy new years.

P.S. I am happy about the Don thing, even if I'm not happy in general right now.

Maromi...

Andrea, you know that really creepy song, the Maromi Theme from Paranoia Agent?

I'm listening to it.
I don't even have to be watching the show for it to give me chills.
It makes me paranoid.
I honestly think that something crazy is going to happen right now.
Like little pink stuffed animals coming out of everywhere.
Or maybe not quite that but still.
Nothing normal can come out of this song.

Do you ever wonder what happened to our feeling?
Do you ever wonder if something happened and we just didn't realize it?
I think sometimes that something random and obscure and seemingly unrelated to us did happen and we are only going to find out about it later when it blows up.
Who knows.

Little stuffed dolls are coming from the walls,
A scared, schizophrenic toy designer bawls.
A boy with a bat comes to free you from your stress,
You're surrounded by sick perverts and you're sitting in your dress.

No, that wasn't supposed to be a good poem.
Just parts of Paranoia Agent.
Which, by the way, all of you should watch.

Here is how I reccomend watching it though.
First, you MUST watch it in Japanese. They dumb down the American version and it doesn't thrill your mind as much.
Second, you should watch it when you are cold.
Third, you should watch it by yourself.
And lastly, you should watch it in the middle of the night.
These all add up to the best watching experience of this show.
Though you might be freaked out.
But that's a good thing.
If you aren't at least weirded out by this show then you have something wrong with you.

Anyways.
Yeah.

I haven't had much to say lately.

I figured that I should post a blog though. I haven't posted in a while. Maybe if I just keep typing I will think of something to say. Sometimes some of my longest blogposts come from when I'm not really thinking about anything. So anyways...here I go.

I turn 16 in 11 days. My Uncle never called me back about the clubhouse thing for the masquerade so it looks like that is going to be a bust, which pisses me off to no end. Is it REALLY that difficult to make a call. I gave him two weeks. It's my fucking 16th birthday party and he can't spare the 10 minutes to make a phone call. I know that if it was any of my other Uncles the would have gotten back to me within a couple of days. Bleh.

OKAY!
WTF?
I'm watching SNL and Kanye is singing that women so heartless song of his.
Have you read the lyrics?
IT MAKES NO SENSE.
WHAT DOES BUYING CLOTHES OR PINNOCHIO HAVE TO DO WITH A HEARTLESS WOMAN?
I AM SO FUCKING LOST.
WHO LISTENS TO THIS SHIT?

On another note...
I am going shopping tommorow.
NOT FOR ME THOUGH.
For you guys.
Well.
For some of you.
For sure Liz and Steph and Navi.
I'm not sure who else.
I'll figure it out.
It just depends what I see and how much money I have.
I'm excited though. I really want to find something perfect for ya'll.
I think I might bake cookies again like last year to give out.
So I suppose ya'll will get presents. ;D

Anyways.
I really didn't have much to say.
Except maybe...
I wonder when I am going to no longer be single.
I keep forgetting that I'm not.
If that makes sense.

YOU TWO GET BACK IN THE CORNER.

Ah well...

Anyways.

I can't believe there are only 21 days until Christmas. That seems unreal. I haven't even thought about making a list. Is there anything that my really good friends (because no offense, but that is all I would be buying presents for) want that is really inexpensive? xD You are probably going to all end up getting gummy bears. lolz. Anyways, like I was saying. It seems ridiculous that there are only 21 days left. I haven't even been able to concentrate on that. All I can think about is school and Jacob and next years Youmacon. That's about it. My existence is a sad one. xD

*sigh*

I wish I could save her in some sort of time machine...

How far is a mile? How far will one tredge to see another soul? What is the worth of money? Why are we all obsessed with talent? How often am I going to get to talk to him? What did I dream about last night? How often to people cry out for attention? What does it feel like to float? How often do we need to breath a day? How long is this going to last? What day is today? Will I be able to sing well tommorow? What day does break start? How screwed am I for all of my classes? How cold is it outside? When will I get to go for a walk next? When will I get to see him again? What do people think about me now? Why does anyone think about anyone at all? Do we have homework in Trombly's class? Does Trombly like or dislike me? What do people really covet most? How many people at Churchill share my birthday? How old was I when you were born? How long can I sleep without waking up at all? How did things go today?

That doesn't seem right.

I think that many people don't think about the chance that there are perfectly amazing people who live in places outside of our town. I think we all like to think that all of the people we could possibly like live near us, hence why we don't like to move. So what happens when you have someone come into your life who is the prime example of awesome people who do not live in your city?

I've fallen for him.
Stupid hour long distance...

Jim Morrison is a saggitarius.

Or he is saying so. I haven't checked. I'm listening to the album An American Prayer.

I forgot about my blog for quite a while, I must admit. I've been busy, yet not really that busy. School, staying after, friends, Student Council, Youmacon (which was amazing) and everything else. I've been so tired. I can't tell you how often I come home and just sleep until dinner.

Steve is home right now. I'm going to a movie with him in about 15 minutes. Josh and Kurt are coming too. It should be a good time. I wish he was home more often a lot of times.

http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/7711/cinemasquarevol15jun4eb5.jpg
I want one of those.