Wednesday, June 27, 2007


Tried out at the Sutaro Intermediate Oekaki... I'm in! ^_~ Here are my two tryouts.

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Monday, June 25, 2007


Did I spell that right? Never mind. Well, I wanted to to say.... I LOVE U RUSSELL T DAVIES. I'M SORRY THE DOCTOR WHO FANDOM IS MEAN TO YOU!

Apparently I'm under the misconception that if I talk in all caps, he'll hear me all the way from Britain. x3 Anyways... I think it's terrible that the whovians are so mean to him. He practically dredged that show up from the dead single handedly, and the fans are so ungrateful... they treat him like a bumbling idiot when he writes an episode.

I'll admit, sneaking slash hints in between the Doctor and the Master may be out of line, but RTD sure knows how to move a plot. And I love him. So there.

(PS- that doesn't justify Queer as Folk. I hated that show.)

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Friday, June 22, 2007

Lifetime Channel

..... is a horrible excuse for entertainment. Their original series all look terrible, even their upcoming comedy about therapists. Oh, I hear you all saying, "Carmen, how can you go wrong with a zany comedy about therapists?" But you CAN. Lifetime can.

If Will and Grace reruns didn't compel me, I wouldn't watch their channel at all.

Wanna see something horrible? A friend sent these pictures to me. :shudder:

Okay, that was too awful. To balance it out, I'll share a picture that I saved off of gaia the other day. I started playing, my otaku instincts kicked in and I started several anime folders. It's a strange custom, but when teenage anime nerds meet, they bond by exchanging computer folders full of anime pictures. I've exchanged yaoi folders with... Shelley, Toni, Monica, Selah, and Alex. XD;

My folders were disappeared one day when I was an idiot, and tried to stash the whole lot in a protected program file folder, and it zapped them. So, like an obsessive compulsive squirrel, I now re-gather crappy anime pics, most of which I care little about.

So, this is a cute little thing I saved. >w<

Saturday, June 16, 2007


THis was meant to be a review for the newest episode of Doctor Who, but all the stuff I said was bungled. This review sums it up for me. The girl's a genius with words.

Other stuff... OH! I did a drawing of LassiexShawn that nobody likes. Even I don't like it anymore. But that pairing still pwns.

Why am I being a slashtard again? Someone shake me! But not literally, I'm frail. I don't eat enough orange things. D:

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

"Last time we talked, Mr. Smith..."

" reduced me to tears. I promise you, it won't happen again.

Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me
without making me try?"

That's the begining of Grace Kelly, the song, not the princess. Someone on Livejournal said that song reminded them of Shawn/Lassiter. That pairing wins the internet, so I'm inclined to agree.

If you don't know, I'm talking about the tv show Psych.

Okay, my theory on the psychology of the pairing. Mom, don't read this. You wont agree with me. XD

Okay. I think the common theory would be that Shawn is the... perpetrator? Wrong word, but close. Anyways, MY theory is that Lassie is intrigued and attracted to Shawn, at the same time resenting him, which is probably why Mylar fans are also driven to this pairing.

The kicker is, though, that Shawn ALSO likes Lassie. Unfortunately, although Lassie denies it, he DOES believe that Shawn in psychic. He also thinks that whenever Shawn flirts with him, that he's just teasing him, having read his mind. AHA. Pairing totally justified.

Also, I vaguely remember something slashable involving a fortune cookie from the series finale. Does anyone know what I'm talking about? I'm fuzzy on the details, but I remember that my slash sensors went wild.

It becomes an art, it really does. Wear the slash goggles for a few years... every pairing just becomes obvious. It's actually CONFUSING to me when people don't see them. XD

And, because I have way too many oekakis and I haven't uploaded any art, he's a couple of them-

Wow, actually... that was all of them. Well. No LassieShawn, I'm sure you're all devastated, but I'm sure I'll get to it soon. C:

Question of the day: How can one be "violet sky" or even "purple" at all, for that matter? Is it just a convenient rhyme? Is that all he could come up with?

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Mother's Compromise

Sometimes, when I dream I have children, this is how I feel.

A mother’s compromise

I take away your privilege
To stay out late at night
I also make you go to school
And always be polite
And in return I allow you
A bit of time each day
For you to leave the house at all
Where I can’t make sure you’re safe.

Also, if you've ever wondered what I do after school, it's pretty much like THIS VIDEO, minus the dancing. Also, lately we've been mopey and unresponsive, but this is how it USED to be.

Question of the Day: Do I have cankles? Maybe I wouldn't be able to see it if I do. How do people even GET cankles?

End of school.

Today was the last day of school for this year. They don't take roll tomorrow so my friends and I are going to McDonald's. Somehow, though, it doesn't seem like the end.

It feels incomplete and undone and I feel like I've done NOTHING. I have done nothing. I got from day to day with sci-fi shows and food.

Also, I feel like having a crush was a test of me, and I failed it. Waiting for him to contact me is like waiting for the results of a test you KNOW you did terrible on, but you can't help but hope, all the same. But he won't and that'll be the end of it.

Unless he's back next year, in which case I'll be after him again. >:D

Ah, I feel weird. Like I should be happy, or sad, but I just feel like I've eaten to much and it's pissing off some butterflies in my stomach. XD

Wednesday, June 06, 2007


Whenever I try to say, or even think, bloody f-ing hell, it comes out as farathoom. I think it's from Biting the Sun by Tanith Lee. It's getting ridiculous.

I found Michael in the yearbook, but is name is Miad Rou... something. It wasn't my yearbook. So... what? Does he go by Michael, or did my talking to boys deafness bungle it, so I misheard? Does he not correct me because he thinks I don't matter?! Not only that, but that sounds middle eastern. So the countries aren't narrowed down either?!

I sort of have to track him down in order to talk to him. Tomorrow is my last day. Should I go to his art class, or will I look like a nutty stalker?

Oh... Marilyn Manson cures all emotional ills. I think I should just listen to it for awhile and see if this badness goes away. I feel like I need some sage adult advice. Some wise relative or blog hopper needs to share an amusing anecdote from their rich life experience that will reassure me, and possibly imply that I will get together it Michael/Miad after all.

Question of the day: Am I actually a nutty stalker?

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Watch your Voice

In my school people talk in three ways;
  • Quietly, about nerdy things.
  • Normally, about preppy things.
  • Loudly, about vulgar things.
Question of the day: What volume should you use to talk about religion or politics?
Answer: In your inside voice; your inside-your-head voice.

Also, I drew this yesterday, and it has no Deviantart comment. Does ANYONE else think it's cute? I drew it in MS Paint, but, well.

Monday, June 04, 2007

How novel!

I actually have crush on a boy at my school! A male. At my school. How novel is that? On Thursday, I saw him sitting at a table in my art class, where I hang out at lunch. HE'S FOREIGN. He was looking down his glasses at his art project and I was like, I need to talk to him, NOW. Apparently I have no problem talking to guys because I walked right up to him and asked him about his project.

He explained it in detail with this accent I couldn't place. I didn't listen to his words very well. I got shy suddenly and said I liked his art project and said I had to go. On Friday, I was too shy but right before the period ended I went over and pretended to want to talk to the guy next to him, Mason, who I kind of know. When the bell rang I asked the foreign guy his name. It's Michael, which doesn't sound foreign, but he IS.

He wasn't there today. I asked Mason where Michael was and he was confused. Poor Mason, I feel like I'm using him. Anyways, he didn't know. Later I asked if he knew if Michael had a Myspace or something, and Mason said probably not, since he's like an immigrant from Peru. They have myspace in Peru though. The girl next to me said, "I thought he said he was born in Rome?"

So, Peru or Rome. I don't know. I don't care. Omg omg. ♥ I'm such a teenager.

There's only three days left of school! Me and my friends are inviting everyone we know to Macdonald's on Friday, instead of school, cos they wont take roll on Friday. I'm going to ask Michael to come. I vaguely dread the end of school. What if I don't know him well enough by then?

Today a bit of the creek path was burned down. Luckily it was the non-creek side of the path, but it makes me sad. Me and Selah used to own that path, but a skunk moved in so we cant bring her dog back there now. We saw holes where it was burned, so assumed the skunk to be dead in the fire since the holes were even burnt a bit on the inside, but she called her friend who says skunks don't live in holes. Where, then?

Question of the day: Do skunks live in holes?

Sunday, June 03, 2007

the Used

I've been listening to the Used today, cos I saw the music video for the Bird and the Worm. I now have the irrational fear of drowning in my couch. I'm not much of a fangirl for bands, so I don't know that much about Bert Mckracken (aside from that I love him) but does anyone else think he might have a hopelessly unrequited crush on Gerard Way?

I think they might have had a thing once, but Gerard got sober and got out, and Bert never moved on. From what I've read, Bert acted like a little kid throwing a tantrum and Gerard was mature about it, which probably made Bert more mad.

Also, I think Bert is a bit obsessed with him. I heard the song Handsome Awkward is about Gerard, and although I don't know the lyrics, Bert still wrote a song about him. That says it all. Also, in the music video... blond hair? Does that sound familiar? Well, GERARD did that recently too. It could be thought that Bert is imitating him, in a way that is jealous, bitter, and possibly a bit lovesick.

When I talk about it, it seems like I don't have enough proof, but it's more of a FEELING I get. Even if I take out the slash, it's obvious that Bert feels very strongly towards Gerard- definitely jealous but also bittersweet affection, while Gerard just vaguely pities Bert.

I haven't been posting art... here is some. I copied the eye. It is Bert's eye.

I just found this icon while I was uploading the pics, it's Gerard and Bert in the good old days.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

I went to the zoo!

I went to the San Francisco zoo with my aunt and uncle today. C: It was sooo much fun. My favorite part was the lemur exhibit- Two of them were grooming each-other, and the others were just wandering around, startling other lemurs.

We went to Leaping Lemur cafe and I had Fish and Chips.

The lions were very handsome, and they lifted their heads to pose for our pictures before going back to sleep. In the next cage over was a tiger eating a tree.

When we left the zoo, we went to this plaza that I don't remember the name of. There we went into Macy's and went up the escalators until we got to the eighth floor, and suddenly we were in a restaurant called the Cheesecake Factory. They had handsome Indian waiters, and good food, I wish I had been more hungry though. All I could manage was a piece of Raspberry Lemon swirl cheesecake.

The plaza was holding an art gallery, but I didn't like very much of it.

San Fransisco has very interesting people, it's good for people watching. I want to live there. Of the people I saw, here are some that I remember- many groups of hip Japanese teenagers, a tall boy in a fedora who looked like my friend's ex-boyfriend, a gay couple with a spoiled little dog in clothes that made me laugh, a man in a suit having a smoke in the sort of indents in the side of a building, a man and a woman wearing the same style of clothing (a brown sweater sort of thing that I fancied) but did not seem to know each-other, and were just coincidentally walking near.

Question of the Day: What is the algorithm and why did it kill Jeeves?

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