Seriously, how hard can it be to eat a banana? TT.TT My tongue and throat hurts. I can barely eat anything! And my braces keep biting me, I mean, my cheeks. ={

We don't have enough liquid in this house! I'm crazy thirsty and I just finished the last of the orange juice--which we wouldn't have in the first place if I hadn't gone and bought some.

I blame this on the weather. It was so coold and now so hoot. >.> Ugh! And it's not just me, either. As my gran puts it, her mouth is 'sour'. My aunt's mouth isn't much better. I believe I heard my ma complaining the other day. ^-^ How wonderful.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *cough* Ah.
theDot

p.s. Chocolates to Katrina-dear, Kuri-chan, sweet Sylphie, and mighty-patient crz4manga. I finally have IRC! All because of them. Enjoy your choco-mountains!

Plugs: Katrina, Kirei, Southern, ranor, renaye, middaymoon, Nuttz

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It's the weekend! But there isn't much to celebrate about. Reasons why? I'll be busy and won't have any free time to myself.

Saturday: I have classes all day.

Sunday: Spend all day with my mother. Fun? Good or Bad? Depends on her mood. It may be filled with laughter or...*sigh* Her permission comes along with her moods, too. Whether or not I'm allowed to read, write, turn on my laptop...

I finally went to a bookstore today. But I was met with disappointment--there weren't any new books on the shelves.

Oh, I changed my profile pic. Hopefully you can see it because I can't...

I'm hungry.

Pluggies: The-Muffin-Man, Princess_00, thaitanic, v13txhuniie, frostbitten, aliceyqy, invisible, teal, Rip-Tide-Prophecy

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Ah, no more classes! For today anyways. I had dance all day which I enjoy. But I'm real tired, all worn out. My neck is tight...I'll be aching all week. Even better, I have weight training everyday. Except for Tuesdays because I have Physics lab. You know, we have to climb stairs all day to change classes. After 6th period, I change in the lockerroom and march all the way up to the 8th floor. For weight training. I'll be flying by the end of the week. Up on my angel wings. I wish you all a good life.

In case any of you are wondering, my mom isn't Christian. She says Christians are good people. She's somewhat buddhist.

Pluggies: frostbitten, Le_Jes, The-Muffin-Man, crochetmama, Kirei, Teal

--I uploaded another song, er, lyrics up. Mika Nakashima's (yes, again) My Medicine. Hmm, I'm thinking of putting it up/playing here. So you can hear it. ^-^ Waddaya think?

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Okay, my day hasn't been TOO bad so far...

I went to have lunch/brunch with my dad. He decides to be a jerk. Gives my this 'lecture' (wasn't much of one) of how I reject everything he says. Um, hello? One exchanges information and OPINIONS with another during a conversation. It's not 'rejection' when he says A and I answer with what I think about A. Jeez.

And then I had to broach the subject of my tuition for dance class. Apparently my parents made some sort of decision way-back-when. My dad pays for dance classes, even though *falsetto* "It was her idea".

If you haven't already realized, my dad can be pretty sarcastic and has a bit of a temper...He was in a bad mood today...or mad at me...*sigh* What about?

***** I added a music player!!!!! Yay! Thanks a thousand bunches to thaitanic!

My Medicine by Mika Nakashima

Lyrics are in my Reading room. ^-^

---IMPORTANT!

My grandmother fell in the street so I have to go check up on her. I may or may not blog tonight/tomorrow. Maybe in school. I had a funny story...guess it can wait. See ya.

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My personal one anyway. Monday, it is. Ugh, I'm starving. More Chinese-version of instant noodles.

I feel like "I'm so screwed." But I have at least another all-nighter tonight and tomorrow. Then to class and dancing on Saturday and whatever my mother plans to do on Sunday.

Oh, shoot! Tomorrow is the 30th which means Ma's coupon expires...are we still going to get that TV? She wants a new TV, because, well, we need a new one. Ours is twenty inches or so, but not flat screen--it's fat. Fat. Else we'll need to get a converter box. >.>

I really need a life...
Imaginary burger! Yum, get back here!

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Grrr! I just wrote a whole entry and clicked "Publish this...". And POOF! it disappears. *sigh* It was about my grandmother. How about I rewrite it sometime later? I'm gonna make this short cuz she's leaving the hospital right now.

So here's my funny story:

A woman waits on the platform for a train to arrive. She boards the first one that comes. A look around and gasp. She's surrounded! By Chinese people! Her hand grabs the pole for dear life. To her left: Chinese. To her right: Chinese. Behind: Chinese! Her foot steps on the foot of a Chinese man.

"That's okay." The man reassures her (in english). She breaks out in a small smile.

"They're all foreigners!" She whispers urgently. The man stifles a laugh and respnds.

"I'm one, too."

Shocked, she stumbles back and into a corner. She turns to apologize to the woman she bumped into and gasps. She's Spanish!

She runs to the other side, gasp! Russians!

Another corner. Irish!

SURPRISE! She's on a train in NYC!

What kind of crazy...*shakes head* people who can't adopt to change. Even old ones. Heh. I'd love to drive her nuts with it...so much fun! XP

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Apparently, I'm staying over at my grandmother's indefinitely. So I'm bored out of my mind. There is nothing--NOTHING to do here. No television. No books. No english radio because it annoys my toishanese-speaking grandmother. No Nothing. Yes, I know that's a double negative.

Where's the big bad wolf? He couldn't be worse. And he'd give me some entertainment. But since he's currently missing the three piggies chased him into their stew remember? I have no choice, but to entertain myself in my mind. PARTY!

I'm afraid I'm going mad...

Ah, there is one more thing...perhaps it's evidence that my mind is leaving me or just The-Muffin-Man's influence.

I had a dream. About Nutang. We were all gathered in a classroom I don't know why, but that's the place my subconcious chose. Some lounging on the tables, others sprawled on the floor or napping across two chairs. An announcer called the names aloud as each person entered. No doubt, it was weird.

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I remember a store behind my old school. It was called Banana...something. So much candy in such a small shop. There were cubicles for different brands/kinds of candy. Mentos, starbursts, snickers,etc. They were all individual ones, the kind with "Not for individual sale".

Meaning illegal.

Do I have some sort of gravitational force to Illegal Distribution, Inc.? Or a special talent?

Good or Bad?

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