Hello, regular day.

I went to school at about 7:30 AM to take a biology test that lasted until 9:15 AM. Mmmm, that's a delicious Monday for you. Yep. Been rereading Shakespeare's Hamlet. Oh. Somehow that Horatio is quite a quippy character, but I guess not really. Literature and your demading journals--leave me be! I can't stand your analytical abuse. Oh-ho, have I got an amazing feat to announce: I have completed my regular college applications due this Thursday. No applause, please, I'm just a hard working drone, oh, indeed. Seriously, it was done at 3:42 PM or something and right now I'm, all, taking a worthy break that won't have any consequences later-ish.

A rather funny concept from Japanese class: I made my grandmother force me to bring her an umbrella. Oh, that's quite the funny situation. ...and I think that the title from the last entry was much Sufjan Stevens based. That John Wayne Gacy Jr. really freaks me out. Really, totally, freaky.

Sacrifice of Turkeys for Consupmtion Day is National!

Joe Namath..found him whilst working on a powerpoint presentation about Harry Benson. Hm. [?] My Thanksgiving has been going on without any strange or traditional occurences. No turkey, stuffing, pumpkin pie, mashed potatoes (that is yet to be discussed, I suppose), cranberry sauce, et al. those regular foodstuffs. There are, however, an abundant supply of waffles, ham, crab (soft-shelled?) soup, cheesecake, cranberry bread, and pecanpie waiting to be tasted/digested. Slight differences, no?

I spent the better half of my day watching some episodes of season 2 of Project Runway on Bravo. That was, like, four or five hours straight of Santino Vs. Nick, Daniel, Chloe, Kara, himself. Oohoo--great fun. Wow, yeah. Anyway, this isn't the greatest fun I've ever had. It's more, like, work and eat and lounge around watching whatever's on the television again. I've amuse myself, though, looking at Benson's work. His photos are serious, full of life, and pondrous. It's nice that they're authentic and don't appear to be tampered in any way for dramatic enhancement. Please visit website: Harry Benson!

I don't want to work on damn college applications. Oh, god. I am not eager to worry my brain to obilvion; this is a little digression on my part.

Again the persuit of quaint ART

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the bird and the human contemplate. blood is drawn in biology class. Seriously, though, little Blondie, the gentle bird, typed that first part for your pleasure. She hopes that you enjoyed.

so, disneyland vs. dragons.

Never, ever go to Disneyland or any theme park for that matter during a/the national holiday/s. It's ever so ridiculously crowded. Everyone is there!! ARRRTHEHGGSHE?! Well, I guess people were all going 'cuz they all had some free ticket paper from the mail (ah, comme moi) or had no work/school (aussi, like me) or wanted to see all the new holiday decor. Oh, yes. The wonderful picture taken sometime during the night there. My camera not work good and now. Among the memorable rides are Star Tours, the Haunted Mansion (TNBC-ified), and Space Mountain. I Brought home an EWOK. It's soft, adorable, and barbaric. Another nice thing about this weekend: Instead of doing College Applications I went ahead and played some Spyro: Year of the Dragon. I finally beat the damn snowboarding Yetis and kicked Sorceress buttocks. Uh. Nice Divvy of time.

Halloween Horrors etc.

Again I have been sitting in front of the television; the remote guiding me to channels featuring films of gore. It's spectaclar since I really have nothing else to do (yes, I am a gooooood student and I work on all my little homeworks and sometimes I do a little work on the little applications). Anyway, I have a recap of some of these scary movies that I watched (in whole or in segments). Begin, shall we then?

The Evil Dead

I still haven't seen how this movie started. All I know is these five people (2 guys and 3 girls) end up at this cabin, discovering some necromicon book, listening to some professor guy read ancient incantations, and meeting some friendly demonic spirits. Okokokokokok. There were some really gross and gory when Ash and -- Scott(?) -- started kickin' demonic ass. The two times I've watched this film I've never gotten past the part where Ash was about to chainsaw his girlfriend, Linda, 'cuz she's all possessed from being stabbed by a pencil. Really, I almost never see the end of movies on TV because I have to go somewhere (dance show, aquanit with relatives, eat out, etc). It totally happened when I was watching The Princess Bride in June and I didn't see the end until I bought the DVD a month later (Cary Elwes, eh? MMmmm.). Yes. So. Ash. Is it the same Ash from Army of Darkness? I guess so...yeah. That movie was half wicked funny. Hmm. MONTAGE!!

Yes. Bruce Campbell there. Huh. ... Let's move it on!

Hellraiser

Oh, Pinhead. You're so funny. Yes. I happened to catch this on the TV and yet again I missed the very beginning part, but I saw the part where Frank bough that weird puzzle box. He eventually solved it and summoned the Cenobites who took him to Hell and fulfilled his needs for pleasure extremely (I didn't quite understand what happened when Frank solved the box because he screamed and all of a sudden his flesh was all over in a place that resembled some futuristic meatlocker. Pinhead came about and started putting pieces of his face together too...?). Yeah. I didn't really get into the movie until Frank sort of resurrected when blood seeped through the attic floor (I don't understand how that works..I also thought that Frank was really some kind of giant jelly-like spider coming out of the floor. really--it was just his bones/blood/veins) and his lover, Juilia, helped him get more blood to become his ol' self. Then that Kirsty girl found out her Uncle (!? didn't know they were related) Frank was all gross and consuming people in the attic. She took the box, summoned the Cenobites, and made a deal with them: Frank's soul instead of hers. Yeah. I didn't see the end. BUT! I saw the beginning of Hellbound: Hellraiser II and learned that Julia had died and i supposed that Frank was sent back to Hell and such. That movie was way weird. ..MONTAGE 2!

All right, I was gonna do more movies or something, but the other things I watched weren't really as interesting (Cabin Fever, Urban Legend--meh). These movies are also from the '80s (which I totally didn't recognize until now).OMFGITIGPMRN: It was funny when my dad mistook Hellraiser for Phantasm (box vs. ball). I was all, like, "There's no weird orb thing killing people in Hellraiser, but maybe I'll see it later." No way, it's a different movie all together, man.
OH! I am so pissed! I didn't do the f-ing extra credit for my bio class. Just cuz I thought the teacher totally changed the due date to THURS. OMFJ, you can;t even fathom the despair I wallowed in this morning when I saw all my little classmates turn in their extra credit. REGARDLESS!!! Even if we weren't going to the elementary school to talk about bones the teacher totally said extra credit would be due Thurs. Dammit...!! (I've been watching too much of The Venture Brothers, blame the monarch.)

I'd like to end with Ash. From Army of Darkness:

Search! Giant Baby

Yeah. Some results of boredom in Photo. Oh me, oh my. This picture was one of the funnier ones. I don't know, there was nothing really to do in that class (though I chose to finish some other homework) and, alas, tempting technology before our sinful eyes. That wasn't supposed to make sense. Well, it was kinda undercover internetting, but the teacher noticed some of the strange pictures we stared at (another really huge baby and a deformed picture of some guy--he looked more hobo-ish than usual). Some watching of K-pop guy, Rain/Bi. I totally forgot about asian artists like him. I don't even know what the hell I listen to music-wise these days--weird combinations of stuff.OMJ, this was the funniest video ever. From the descriptions I heard about it, this MV was way super hilarious: Seizure-like dance moves, people falling out of windows, pelvic thrusting, lifting of tank tops, military influences--really just strange. Righty then, I give you RAIN~I'm Coming. (Hahahahahahaha, share the laugh from photo class.)

The Horse-Toothed Teacher; What--Pillow Shams?

I don't enjoy ranting unless it's absolutely necessary. In this case it's really uncontained anger and ultimate dislike-age. I deem this a worthy cause to bitch about. This actually started all in ninth grade and resurrected in eleventh grade: the foreign language teacher, a woman who didn't shave and was quite robust (we really couldn't tell if she was fat or pregnant, she informed us it was the latter), and had to find her "loving husband" at some speed dating/single people party. Pathetic, demented lady. She's just the worst fucking teacher who has never acquired the humane method to grade. Ugly, half-horse, in bred, fake French Canadian, frreeeeeek.


Whew.




Well, unto more interesting business: Pillow Cases vs. Pillow Shams. A major issue concerning today as I ventured to Target. Ok, let's conduct some research

Pillow Case



Pillow Sham

apparently a sham has extra fabric on edges of a pillow shaped case. what pupose does that serve? there are many things i don't understand.