-New swimsuit. Hopefully a two piece, seeing how it's almost impossible to go to the bathroom in a one-piece.
-LOSE WEIGHT, if i'm going to get a two piece...or keep clothes on at all times...xP
-Bag. No luggage bag. Duffel bag...Hopefully everything will fit.
-Money. I'm aiming for at least $75. I hope.
-Program emergency numbers into phone.
-Buy wall charger for iPod.
-Wash wool coat for semi-warmness on the bus there.
-Mints. Lots and lots of mints.
-Snacks. Candy. Just in case.
-Wall charger for cell phone.
-Umbrella/poncho. Ugh. Mummy's getting to me.
-Camera. OMFG, CAMERA.
List continues later.
27 days left...
- I am...:Home. Where else would I be?
- I feel...:
determined - I hear...:I.O.I.O//S.H.E.
My heart will not stop pounding. It hits me at the randomest of moments, always at full force. I have a boyfriend now. And to think, I almost wasn't going to ask at all. It was the day after Valentine's Day. Weird, yet fitting at the same time. On the inside of an origami star, I had written 'I like you--我喜歡您' I gave it to him in Orchestra, and was nervous for the rest of the day. When he gave me his response, I seriously just couldn't stop shaking. I swear I had a perma-grin on my face, and I laughed. And even today, I cannot stop being happy. My heart still is pounding, and I am so happy.
- I am...:Home~~~
- I feel...:
happy - I hear...:Boken Desho Desho?//Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
There was always the possiblilty of real, real, love, but neither of us acted on it. We kissed, we held hands. We went on 'dates' with our friends, we were boyfriend and girlfriend. But when all was said and done, we were just standing on a tightrope, facing each other. We were afraid to trust the other, afraid we would fall, afraid that one would push. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped off the tightrope. I broke up with Van. He moved away, and I moved on.
The truth about Kai was that he reminded me of Van. But I didn't make the same mistake of being afraid, and I soon realized that the two were nothing alike.
"Meike?" I was startled out of my thoughts by Kai, whose hands were loosely gripped on the steering wheel, but tense.
"Yes?"
"You and me...we're ok, aren't we?" He asked, with just a touch of insecurity so unlike him, that I had to laugh. He looked hurt, however, so I stifled it.
"Of course, Kai. I told you. Van and I, we were nothing." I leaned over, kissing him on the cheek.
Which one was my first romance?
- I am...:Home
- I feel...:
creative - I hear...:Cave of Evil//Kim Justice
But that doesn't stop me from trying to get out of the damned funeral. Last time I was at a funeral, I seriously could not stop thinking about death for at least a month. Of course, my parents don't know about this, because of my tendency to keep everything inside, then blow up at the smallest thing. They're not making me go this time, thank God. I'm staying with Auntie and the two little ones, Edward and Amanda. Ed and Al, if you will.
The Winter Dance is on Febuary 2nd. So is the funeral. So between my lovely scheming for said dance, I've got to see if anyone's going, and if so, plot a way to get there. There's someone I want to go with, whose name I won't mention, and Stinie's given me the perfect way to leave an opening. Because I sure as hell ain't asking him.
It's...difficult. He teases someone else, but never me. Does that mean he's not interested, or something else? No one knows. They all think I like 'Topic-less Man' from Chinese school.
I feel like such a reject for not ever having a boyfriend. xP
Speaking of Chinese school, I got 4th place in the schoolwide speech contest. Places 1-3 get prizes. Woop-de-freaking-do.
- I am...:Home, working on Science Fair.
- I feel...:
frustrated - I hear...:True Love's Kiss//Enchanted
I understand the fact that I didn't get any presents, as we're all going laser tagging on Saturday, but still...-sighs-
And no cake, either. D:
But Stinie called, and she's coming over on Friday...to Sunday. Major w00tness. Major sleepover bound to occur. I love it when my parents give in because it's my birthday week.
Kiwi and I are baking our cake tommrow, and frosting it on Friday. >D I can't wait. White cake, chocolate frosting. Much fun, no?
Overall, a pretty good birthday. Besides the heart attack I gave myself during Geometry and Biology.
- I am...:Hooomme.
- I feel...: ditzy
- I hear...:American Idol, Season 7
Seeing as how my birthday's on Tuesday, and that people keep asking me what I want, I might as well actually figure out what I want...Yeah...
Kitty ears. (Like the kind Mommy April has)
Gothic Lolita clothing (expensive -nod nod-)
Anything strawberry-related
Itunes. (-can't resist)
Bookstore giftcards?
Manga and Anime
PJPANTS. (In dark colors)
Giant stuffed animals. (Like the polar bear that day at the toy store while we were waiting for the next showing of National Treasure 2!)
Eyeliner (So I can look like L!)
Pink highlights (xD lawl)
DS games? (-shrug-)
Can't think of any more...xD
Now, I shall direct people to ask to here. -nod nod-
- I am...:Home. Still.
- I feel...: chipper
- I hear...:Hare Hare Yukai//The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
I don't know when I started writing. When I started writing like I do now, anyways. I dove into fanfiction at the age of 3, with Power Rangers. Those never did quite get written down. Then there was my first Mary-Sue, a Digimon OC by the name of DP. Then came the written stories. There was a story about a bird and a girl in second grade, my first romance. The stories about DP that got written down as 'dreams. 'My mini-series, "All About the News", in fourth grade. The summer after that, when I took off, writing mostly fanfiction. VL's decision to write a 'zine in seventh grade. Or eighth. There is @Strawberries, where I really started writing. Arena Stage. Entering high school and submitting to Andromeda. Trying to figure out where I go from here.
My strongest point is dialogue. It hasn't always been, as I look back and cringe, but it is now. And beginnings. Beginnings of words, strung together, beginnings that make sense and just as equally do not, that send me off on a journey. All in front of my computer screen.
Five words.
Carpel Tunnel Syndrome and blindness.
- I am...:Home
- I feel...:
restless - I hear...:Tokyo Drift//Teriyaki Boyz
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