The Daily Doubt?

You're Only a Day Away

2009-08-23T10:24:00.003-06:00

I am absolutely terrified that when school starts I won't be able to get in any reading. As you have probably guessed by now, it begins tomorrow. I will be attending a school completely obsessed with traditions, and I am starting to wonder how long it will be before I am jumped. However, like Galt, Roark, Francisco, Ragnar, and Rearden, I shall press on in some way.

Yesterday I managed to cover quite a bit of ground. Howard met Dominique, they talked, they stared, they battled internally, and they eventually slept together (despite how Dominique thinks it was rape). So cute, so sexy, so page turning! I still find it curious that she has not found out his name, but then again it must just be a way to torture herself for her own happiness. I actually find that an interesting concept, perhaps I shall try it sometime. Not today of course, but someday.

My predictions are that she will marry Peter as punishment for loving Roark (because the word "Howard" is too bland). This isn't really a prediction because it is pretty much assured, but whatever. I just wish that Petey would marry Catherine instead, she is just so nice!

I found it interesting how Toohey compared Tristan and Isodelle to Minnie and Mickey Mouse. It really makes me question which of the two is the better story. Personally, I'm a fan of Tristan and Isodelle (because I am obesessed with King Arthur...teehee) and have a feeling this may be some foreshadowing. All for now, ta ta!

The Fountainhead: 242/704

So Many Pages, So Little Time

2009-08-21T20:37:00.000-06:00

My sincerist (or however you spell it) apologies for not posting for the last two days. My life has been the host of a hellish schedule, and I'm sure that you will understand (which you have to, because you don't exist). So, here's a quick rundown of the last two days.

On Thursday I went to a amusement park nearby named Lagoon with my really good friend Royal and her family. This included her cousin, Colby, who tagged around us like he did at school. He was still mad because I referred to him as a slug and wouldn't go out with him. They then tried to drag me onto every ride in the park, and I went on every one except three (because if I went on them I'm sure to have wet my pants). We rode two rides, the Tidal Wave and the White Roller Coaster, about ten times (once on White with our eyes closed as we sat in the very back). It was extremely fun, and when I got back home Colby decided to ask me out again. I declined (again, hello, he should have at least passed one class last year), and I won't be hearing from him for a little while (cue Hallejuah Chorus).

Yesterday I had to become "oriented" with my new high school. Davis was calling it Ignite Day, and I must admit that that sounded pretty darn cool! Then, they started telling us about the bazillion different traditions they had. At this point I was reminded of Fountainhead (I haven't read in two days, my bad!) and starting thinking I could so become a Howard Roark and Dominique Francon of this place. I will write more later, but I am afraid I am out of time.

Happy reading to you all!

Sexy Names and Cyborgs

2009-08-19T11:23:00.004-06:00

Whoo! 190 pages into The Fountainhead and counting! It truely is an amazing experience to dive head first into a new project, and I am loving every bit of it (and Howard Roark!). The Fountainhead seems to be the classic one man against the world plot with a twist (wow, that sentence was absolutely unoriginal).

So, moving on to the title of today's post. I have finally decided to discuss the matter of Miss Rand's choice of names. Atlas Shrugged thrilled me with the amazingly sexy names of John Galt (just the way the "t" flicks off your tongue), Dagny Taggart (again, I have a thing for the letter "t"), Hank/Henry Rearden, Francisco d'Anconia (whose name I have been spelling wrong until now), and Ragnar Danneskjold. Now, Fountainhead (as I am nicknaming it) has too excited my soul with Dominique Francon and the last name of Roark.

However, on the other end of the spectrum I have to question one simple little name. Howard? Howard? Howard! I imagine a "Howard" as a fat senile old man who sits at his desk smoking cigars (without dollar signs on them). Plus, no matter how large of a fan I am of Keating, Peter makes me think of a cyborg. Perhaps it is because he acts like one (I have a strong desire to smash him over the head with a pumpkin for what he is putting Catherine through).

Dominique continues to humor me. I personally couldn't resist bursting out into hysterical laughter at Peter's attempt to kiss her. I understand what she is feeling, sometimes you really do want to want something. I feel as if she is more of a match to Cherryl Taggart than to Dagny Taggart.

That is all for now, happy reading!

The End is Merely the Beginning

2009-08-18T10:18:00.000-06:00

I have finally done it, I have finished Atlas Shrugged. Actually, I finished it on Sunday, but since I was still mourning and my mother (who I've become to call Jimmy) was breathing down my neck. There are so many thoughts racing through my head, and I have but a moment to get them all down.

I was so furious when they took John! I wanted him to have some sort of battle right then and there instead of his Taken moment ("they are going to take me" *swoon*). However, everything was redeemed when Ragnar, Fransicso, Hank, and Dagny bailed him out. I almost cried when Hank was shot, but thankfully he was okay.

My questions on Project X were answered. It is truely amazing how mankind can be destroyed by their own machines (there is a lesson in that!).

All in all, I give the book the following awards:

Best New Amendment to the Constitution
Best Pirate
Best Company (Rearden Steel and Taggart Transcontinental)
Best Book Over 1000 Pages
Most Tearjerking
Best Sex Scene (Hank and Dagny at Wyatt's House)
Best Life Lesson
Coolest Character Names
Best Speech

I could go on and on (and I already have), but I do have one final question.

Whatever happens to Eddie?

Perhaps we shall never know. Soon I will have my critique of this book up on YouTube, and all of my readers are invited to watch it (my username is lavenderlynx). I'm off to read the Fountainhead, and there is only one last thing for me to say.

I swear-by my life and my love of it-that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.

Books Completed:
Anthem
Atlas Shrugged

Books in Progress:
The Fountainhead
The Virture of Selfishness

Still to Come:
We the Living
The Introduction to Objectivist Espistemoloty
Capitalism: The Unknown Ideal
The Romantic Manifesto

Move it, Galt Coming Through!

2009-08-16T11:23:00.001-06:00

I'm afraid I do not have much time to type, but I must fulfill my duty to my readers who do not exist. I am 38 pages away from finishing, and I feel as if I should not write much until I have finished. All I have to say is.....

World, move the hell out of John Galt's way!

Just Popping In...

2009-08-14T13:34:00.002-06:00

I am taking a quick break from Galt's speech to blog. For some strange reason I have the feeling I won't be able to write much later, so here I am listening to music (aren't I always? Only this time it is "Boom Boom Pow", which is slightly annoying...) and writing you lovely readers out there in cyberland (who don't really exist, but who are you to know that?).

So I was thinking of Galt's speech when I was halfway through my nightly run last night when a few questions came to mind (is it just me, or does this sentence seem to be going on and on?).
-Where is Galt giving the speech?
-If it took Rand around 10 years (so I've heard) to write Atlas Shrugged, then how long did it take to write this speech?
-Whatever happened to Project X?

At the current moment I am about halfway through the speech. I would have finished it in one sitting yesterday, but my mother bugged me with tiresome requests. Who needs to eat anyway? And the trash? It can SO walk itself!

I really do not have a lot to report, most of my feelings and things I wish to say mimick what Galt is speaking of at the moment. So yes, I am not going to tell you what he saying because either you have read the book and know, or I am trying to get you to read the book.

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

2009-08-13T13:46:00.004-06:00

I have finally reached it, "This is John Galt Speaking" is sitting at my fingertips, and yet I feel as if I need to blog before beginning this chapter. As I am sitting here rocking out to "You Belong With Me" and typing, I feel a sense of peace about starting this chapter. Not because it is a truely life changing speech (or so I suspect), but because this chapter will begin my journey to the end. The end of Atlas Shrugged, and the beginning of my understanding.

This morning I decided to do a bit of backtracking to the last time I read of Cherryl (yes, I'm not over it yet!). At this point I hit an incredible "duh" barrier as I read about her running and pretty much plunging to her death. I'm assuming this didn't dawn on me when I was reading because the time at which I was reading was...actually....I don't actually remember.....

So just when I seemed to be getting over Cherryl Ms. Rand decides to kill off yet another character I was beginning to like. Of course, following the age old tradition of finally stating a character's name before they kill them off I learned that the Wet Nurse/Non Abosolute's name is "Tony". Now, is it just me, or does every Tony always get killed off? For example, West Side Story.

Do you see why I'm pretty pissed?

Anyways, Fransicso had me cheering for him once again (did I really dispise him at one point?) when he was all John Wayne (who also was a total bad a**) at the factory. (Oh, a song switch to Starstrukk.) Of all the fake names to choose from the mimick you own, why did he chose "Frank". For some reason that makes me think of a gay hairstylist. Don't ask why, it just does.

So now good old Henry has spoken to one of the destroyers, so I'm pretty cheery about that (but not quite enough to get over Tony. I'll admit, I might have gotten a little sniffly.). But of course I can't forget the moment I screamed "don't let Hank die! Do something Frisco!" when Hank was whacked (although fortunately not by the mob).

Now what was the whole John/Dagny scence in the vault about? I mean, they made out and talked and everything, but it seemed to me as if Ayn Rand was trying to imply something was happening that I wasn't catching onto, but that might just be me. Actually, rereading that part I think they managed to control themselves (somewhat). I mean, doing it in a vault? Okay, that is a little hot. But just a little. Anyways, it didn't happen so why do I care?

It's my life.... Sorry, another song change.

Yesterday my mother and I were talking about houses (this has a point, I promise!) when she made the comment "people are just too greedy." As I have recently changed my thinking, I'll admit I was in total shock.

So, being the annoying little twerp I am I snipped back "it is their house. They have a right to make money off of it. Why would anyone not want to make a profit." To my satisfaction, she didn't say anything back.

Don't you love it when you win?

I'm off to try to muster up the courage to start the chapter. In the meantime, I'll amuse myself with a little bit of disco music.

Ba de da, something to remember..

Name the song and get a prize.

"Best"

2009-08-12T13:51:00.003-06:00

It has been three days, three posts, and thirty pages since I have begun blogging about my adventures in the writings of Ayn Rand. Scary isn't it? I have decided to forgive Cherryl by remembering the person she became on her last night. Of course, that is deciding that that was the night she killed herself. I guess I shall have to keep reading to find out!

I remember when I first watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I know that I was not the only one in the movie theater who smiled as Kingsley Shacklebolt stated "Minister, you might not like this, but you gotta admit, Dumbledore's got style." This comes to mind as I cracked a smile upon reading Francisco Domingo Carlos Andres Sebastian d'Anconia's (I just love that name!) departure from society. I must say, rigging all of your plants to explode at the same time? Oh yeah, he kicks some serious a**!!!!!

Now the dictators of America (kind of like the fictional Obama and Pelosi to me) are sitting around with dear ol Miss Taggart discussing Minnesota and what would be "best" for the country. It seems as I turn on the television to switch over to the news or CSPAN this is just a continuation of this part of the book.

I'm Suddenly Reminded of a Three Days Grace Song

2009-08-11T09:00:00.003-06:00

So shortly after my little post last night I placed my laptop into hibernation mode and stompted out about three steps to the living room. Plopping on the couch I managed to read exactly half of a page before my mother came and shouted at me that it was "lights out". Despite constant setbacks I must continue marching forward to victory!

Now, moving on....

I'll admit, I was not really a big fan of Cherryl. I did feel extreme pity (after all, she had to deal with Jim all of the time), but I did learn to like the character a few days ago when she came and spoke to Dagny Taggart. Cherryl reminded me that even the most stubborn shopgirl can change, whether that change is for the better or the worst is up to her.

Then, I became absolutely furious when Jim and her had their little episode. Somewhere along the way I have forgiven Fransisco for slapping Dagny (he had good reason), but Jim will never again have the slightest bit of respect from me. At this point I developed a strong connection with Cherryl. I ran while she ran, I screamed along with her, I became this character lost in a world of chaos. I felt the strongest sense of respect towards her.

And then she failed me.

Not only me, she failed you. She failed every shopgirl out there, every girl who has ever come from the slums, every girl who feels as if they cannot escape a hellous relationship. She failed herself, and she failed the world she supported.

She failed the idea of loving your life. If she selfishly loved her life she would have fought for it. She would have fought for it with her last breath. However, she didn't fight for it. She took her own last breath away.

I will not follow in the footsteps of Cherryl. I will run, I will scream, but I will never disgrace the ideals I believe. Not only did she commit suicide of the body, but of the mind, spirit, and of idea also.

Atlas Shrugged: 840/1068

Isn't it a Little Early for This?

2009-08-11T00:30:00.002-06:00

The end is in sight...for Atlas Shrugged at least. Here I am 100 pages away from the speech of dear ol' Galt, and yet I can't bring myself to read any more. I find myself telling people it is September 2nd, and I feel like bursting into tears at the sight of it. It is like a piece of me will end along with this story. It is bad enough she had to steal my Taggart/Rearden fantasy from me!

I look back on the past weeks and how this book has shaped me. It started out as a mindless joke, and now, now I don't even know what I have become. Why can't I be swept away to Galt's Gulch by the "destroyer"? Why must I live in a world full of corruption and bad judgement? Who is John Galt?

Recently I saw a showing of the movie Julie and Julia. Now, I will not badger you any more with one of my not-so-famous critiques, but will just briefly discuss one point. Julie's blog changed her through the countless recipies and life experiences. If I can succeed half as much as she did, my time will not be wasted.

So, to ease my suffering and bring new life and goals to this blog, I have decided not only to yammer on with my various columns, critiques, late night poems, and thoughts, but to create a better me by working my way through everything Ayn Rand. That is correct readers, I will read all of Ayn Rand's fiction by New Years, and all of her nonfiction by the end of the school year. Wish me luck, I'm off to tackle a few pages!

Completed:
Anthemn

Still to Come:
We the Living
The Romantic Manifesto
Introduction to Objectivist Epistemology
Capitalism: The Unknown Ideal

In Progress:
The Fountainhead
The Virtue of Selfishness
Atlas Shrugged

It's Real....It's Happening

2009-08-02T13:09:00.002-06:00

Since President Barack Hussein Obama's inauguration sales of Ayn Rand's modern classic, Atlas Shrugged, have skyrocketed. Could this be due to the natural rise and fall of the market, or is there a deeper connection? Why is it that at every proposed new stimulus package the sales of Atlas Shrugged jump?

Atlas Shrugged tells of a world where citizens consider happiness, money, and success to be considered evil. The government begins capping the production of companies, and this is where the knobs in my brain begin to grind together. Yes, wasn't it just today that I found an article on the Drudge Report on how the House Energy and Commerce Committee capped the cost of insurance? (http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=D99PPHV80&show_article=1)

The connections do not stop there. Hasn't your dear President (I wasn't able to vote against him, so I refuse to accept him as MY leader) also tried to pass something known as Nationalized Health Care (also known as SOCIALISM)? Didn't Wesley Mouch also start nationalizing companies?

I'm frightened to see what else is in store for America's economic future. Whether or not President Obama is the grim reaper Wesley Mouch does not matter at the moment. The real question is whether or not America will stand in unity against these preposterous plans, or whether you will become blind sheep being led to the slaughterhouse of the modern world.

Beverly Hills, Not What I Want to Drink

2009-06-19T00:37:00.003-06:00

Alright folks! So I just got back from Atlanta, where I went on all sorts of thrilling adventures with my dad.

First off he was having WAY too much fun with his new GPS, and I'll admit I was enjoying myself as well. Each voice on the machine has a different name, and we started out with Jill. I then went to settings and switched it to someone named Emily, who speaks english with a British accent! After that I discovered Karen, who speaks english with a Australian accent, which I think was totally awesome. Jeff is the man that speaks with a Australian accent, and I think he is quite sexified. Unfortunately my dad switched back to Karen because Jeff was "creeping him out."

So four hours later we checked into the Embassy Suites, which has this really cool whale thing hanging from the ceiling. What was really awesome about it is that there were little ocean figurines handing from strinks to make up the shape of the whale. The breakfast there was awesome, and I think I almost blew a blood vessel trying to figure out how to turn on the shower.

However, before we got to the hotel we went to the High Museum of Art. My plan was to freak my dad out with some modern and comtemporary, and I think I achieved my goal. For one thing he almost ran out of there screaming once he saw a painting of a very large and ugly fat woman that said "try me" above her head. I think I was about to run out of there screaming too.

After the scary painting we decided to go down to the European art section to clear our minds. Pretty much it had the same effect because you know how the European artists were back in the day, they will literally go to amazing lengths to show some boobs in those statues, painting, etc. I just try to ignore it and look at the rest of the picture. I now know what they used for medieval porn.

The next day the first thing we did was walk to the aquarium, which was like... not even a block from the hotel (which had an absolutely AMAZING breakfast btw). Only in Georgia would it have a "NO Fishing Poles" rule stated along with "no food". I got a few good minutes of laughter out of that one. Anyways, I saw a really cool giant Whale Shark and some other extremely large fish.

Unfortunately, the Balugas are in mating season, so we were pretty much seeing two shows for the price of one. XD At least I didn't run away screaming (they actually weren't having sex in front of us) like I did from the painting and the Japanese Spider Crabs.

After the aquarium we walked to the World of Coke, where we went through some exhibits and saw a 4D movie. The movie was on the secret ingredient in Coke, which they tried to say was the person who was drinking it. I was not fooled by their genius ways of distraction.

From there we were able to sample different things Coke makes from around the globe. In all the videos they were tempting you to drink what is called a Beverly from Italy. I naturally tried it. At first it was really good, but the after taste was THE MOST BITTER THING I HAVE EVER HAD!!!!!!!!!!! I would not recommend and Aquarius if you are in Asia, even if you are an Aquarius as this will not improve the quality and taste of this really really really gross drink.

That was all we did for the day, and this morning we went to CNN for a morning tour, even though my dad and I both call it the Communist News Network and watch Fox. The tour was really cool, I was able to stand in front of a green screen and watch some guy named Don do a broadcast. We even managed to see Robin Meade (did I spell that right?) finish her show. There was a group of Girl Scouts with us, and when she started texting they were all "Omg! Robin Meade texts!"

When the tour was over we went to the gift shop, where the Girl Scouts tried to buy a group picture they had taken. I guess some lady had snuck into their picture that they didn't even know and had gotten to the kiosk before them and bought their picture! They were so mad, since that was the only copy of the picture and she wasn't even in their group and got the group rate (ten dollars instead of fifteen).

All in all, it was a great three day trip and I had a lot of fun. If you ever go to Atlanta I would recommend getting a CityPass, which gives you a HUGE discount!

Oh yeah, and remember to NEVER drink a Beverly!

Until We All Die a Natural Death

2009-06-10T23:58:00.002-06:00

Airports-the cause of many tears, heartbreak, sprints, and the source of much frustration. I started out the day at the SLC airport at around eight am. My flight was at 10 am.

The plane was delayed (surprise suprise). Do you want to know why? Not because the plane was broken, but because there was construction on the other side of the runway.

Finally we were up and away, passing through a massive storm system.

Three hours later we began our decent into Atlanta. Only there was a supercell thunderstorm above the airport. Once the old people on the plane saw a bolt of lighting, they began freaking out. The old Germans next to me startled rattling off in German (did you expect any different?)

The pilot announced we'd be circling the airport until the storm moved. Only there were two major problems. One was the fact the storm didn't seem to be moving.

Two, we were running out of gas.

So, the plane was landed in Columbus, Georgia to refuel. Pretty much Columbus is south of Atlanta, and to the west of Savannah, my final destiantion. We stayed there for about an hour as we fueled up, and began the thirty minute flight back to Atlanta.

There, somehow by some miracle my other flight wasn't there yet (although technically I missed it by an hour, even though I had a two hour layover). So I ran from A50 to A1 to take the terminal thingie, which was running slow so I walked over three terminals to the D terminal. From there I raced from D57 to D1 to get to my gate.

Where I was informed the tower was broken.

Not the entire tower of course, but the part that assigns gates. So more or less they had to do it all by hand. After another hour, they told us to go to C50.

Yet again I ran all the way down the terminal (to those of you that have been to Atlanta, you know my pain) where I finally decided to take the subway thingie to the C terminal, where I ran from C1 to C50.

Once I got there the plane finally took off from Agustus, and once it landed we were able to board.

Where yet again I was confronted by a language barrier. The lady next to me was from Guam, and kept eating this leaf and a nut and spitting it back out into a Tropicana bottle. Molto creepo.

Once I landed (at 11 pm I might add, five hours after I was scheduled to), I was finally free of the madness!!

Norrie Sparkles

2009-06-07T22:50:00.002-06:00

Alright, so what are the criteria for a vampire?
They have to be stakes, beheaded, or burned to be "killed"
They are undead
They are usually pale

So, when James Norrington is stabbed by a stick, he is staked.
If he is staked to be killed he is a vampire.
If he is a vampire than he is praised by girls everywhere (am I not correct?)
If he is a vampire that is praised by girls everywhere than he sparkles.

Don't you hate logic? :D

Last Day of Freshman Year

2009-06-05T22:52:00.002-06:00

Alright folks, I have officially finished my final day of my Freshman year...
Which means.....
I'm officially a Sophomore!
Oh yeah baby, new school, Squashmore, bottom of the food chain.....Seniors...
They're going to kill me aren't they?

Freeverse Poem

2009-02-02T20:18:00.002-07:00

I see the truth
In your eyes
But no love in
Your heart

I hear the words
From your lips
And I know
They're not true

You don't know
That I know
About how I
Know about her

How you look
At her gives
It all away
Its no secret

All I want
Is the truth
Not a handful
Of lies

Because the truth
May hurt
But lies
Are more painful

Benefits of Bullying

2008-11-08T09:15:00.001-07:00

In my English class, we were told to write about bullying. Most of the class said stuff like "it is bad, here's how you handle it..." etc... I was actually told to do the same, but then I wrote another one for extra credit. This is a short essay on bullying, what specialists think, and what really is harming kids these days.

The Benefits of Bullying
If you were to walk into every Elementary school in the country, you would notice many similarities between them. First of all would be the obvious: teachers, students, and similar subjects of study. There would also be something new, something that is recently popping up in schools around the country in the past few years, ways to prevent bullying. The world has always had bullies, and will most likely always have bullies. But, should we really be pushing the idea of “No Put-Downs” on the children of today?
In order to prevent bullying, many parents and school officials believe that they must pay more attention to the students in order to stop the bully before he/she bullies the victim. Therefore, parents are paying even closer attention to their kids, which could have its benefits, but also has devastating consequences. Children are being taught to run to an adult whenever things go wrong, and are not developing skills to handle problems on their own. Helen Johnson, a Parent Relations Consultant, told Cosmogirl magazine in the November 2008 issue, “If you’ve been hovered over your whole life, it delays your maturation and it becomes difficult to forge out on your own.” Adults may believe that they are helping their children, but in fact they are doing the complete opposite.
It is true that teen suicide rates are up higher than they have ever been, and many people believe that this is from bullying. Bullying is the same as it ever was, or ever will be, so could it be that the teens are changing, and not the bullying? If we are being too protective of the kids today, could it affect this rate? Although the rates are rising, suicide is still only 1.3% of the overall causes of death of teens in the United States, according to familyfirstaid.org.
Children are being told today that bullies are actually the weak ones, and that they only pick on others to make themselves feel better. This is not true, students with low self esteem are the ones that sulk in the corners, and the smart ones know better than to make themselves a target. Bullies are actually doing society a favor, by helping to arrange a natural class of people separated by their self esteem.
Bullies are helping to make the world a better place, by weeding out the weak and helping the strong become stronger. Adults need to realize that by hovering over their children is not going to help the situation any more; in fact, it just makes the threats of a bully more frightening to the victims. When adults start realizing that they aren’t helping anything, then maybe they can sit down peacefully and realize the mess they have gotten themselves into.

I have no idea what to say.

2008-10-20T20:45:00.001-06:00

Uh........

Some Strange Observations

2008-10-04T19:07:00.002-06:00

Why is your little toe look so weird from the side? None of your other toes look weird from the side!

How the heck do special effects work? How do cartoons work out? This amazes me.

Was the univers all crammed into some space the size of a pinhead? I don't really know that that works, but that is what scientists say.

SO PROVE IT!!!!!

How do we know that there is such thing as "invisible matter"?

Was C.S. Lewis really on crack?

Is Stephanie Meyer on crack?

Is Edward Cullen on crack?

Are you on crack?

Am I on crack? O.o

What Happens When You Give a Bored Girl A Computer At Two Am.

2008-09-27T00:32:00.002-06:00

:D
:)
:(
8)
8D
=.=
O.o
O.O
!.!
D:
W.w

Guys Pay Close Attention!

2008-09-13T09:59:00.001-06:00

Okay, here's a tip for all the dudes out there.

If you have a girlfriend, don't flirt with a girl in the hallway!

Don't offer to walk her to her next class!

Don't ask for her phone number, even if it is for "homework" purposes that you know perfectly well how to do!

Be nice, just don't under any circumstances, let your girlfriend see you flirting with the girl!

Because if she does see you, and she starts giving that girl death glares, then the girl will be scared to death!

Thanks for listening!

Spaz Attack!

2008-09-03T20:34:00.003-06:00

BRISINGR IS COMING OUT IN SIXTEEN DAYS!!!!

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O.o

2008-08-25T20:22:00.003-06:00

Okay, there are blue trees here.

Blue trees!

Do you understand my point? Since preschool they have been teaching us that tress are green, the sky is blue, you see my point?

I'm just going to have to assume that you do.

So what the heck is wrong with the blue spruce?

Its unnatural.

Dude, Take a Coughdrop or Something

2008-08-19T12:39:00.003-06:00

Okay, if you like the band that sings the song "Lips of a Angel" by Hinder, then don't continue reading this post.

If you really don't care, or want to continue reading anyway, by all means, continue.

That guy totally needs to take a coughdrop or something! I mean, the whole raspy voice thing doesn't really sound that cool!

It sounds more like he has a sore throat or something.

Wal Mart Always Low Prices....Always

2008-08-10T01:10:00.003-06:00

I was thinking the other day (shocker, I know), when I realized something.

Wal Mart and Always pads have the same slogans, well, sort of.

Wal Mart is all "Always low prices, always."

And Always is all "Have a happy period, always."

Could they be linked? Is this just a coincidence? Is it a conspiracy? Am I just out of my mind?

I have no idea, but now whenever I see a Wal Mart commerical, I whisper to myself, "Have a happy period, always."

Fangirl Squee, It Should Be Copyrighted Or Something...

2008-08-08T00:36:00.001-06:00

Okay, you're at a movie, and a commercial for the upcoming action movie comes on. Now, of course the protanganist is going to be totally hot right? Even if its a male or a female character, whatever your preferance you will start drooling.

Now girls, if we see someone like, let's say Orlando Bloom.

You will start to squeal.

Guys, if you see Kiera Knightly, you will drool.

Just another fact to show that girls rule...

And guys drool.

The Day The World Stopped...To Read!

2008-08-06T01:55:00.003-06:00

Okay, this is most likely old new to everyone, but Breaking Dawn came out!

Now I, like everyone else in the world who has the ability to read, or make it look like they can, ran to the bookstore to pick up their copy.

If you were lucky, you got there before they ran out. If now, too bad.

I was one of the lucky ones.

After reading the book, I slammed the book shut. I really did not like that ending.

At all.

Call me crazy, but I expected some sort of fight. They got you all pumped up for one twice in the book, and both times I was left disappointed. The rest of the book was good, and it still was a good ending, but I really wanted some kind of fight.

Imagine if you're watching the movie 300, and the Spartans are all "This is Spartaaaa!!!" and all that jazz. Then the army is all "Wait, we aren't going to fight you!"

Imagine how you'd feel.

Its like someone removed chocolate from the world. *Sob*

Stop Whining Already!

2008-07-31T21:31:00.002-06:00

Okay, I was listening to the radio today, and this lady was going on in some sob story about how she can't afford to drive ten miles to work because gas is "so expensive."

Quit whining already people! Gas is actually a whole lot cheaper here than it is in Europe, not like I've been to Europe or anything but some people that I've met from England say that it is more expensive there.

Gas wouldn't be so expensive if people would stop freaking out about it. When Starbucks coffee went up nine cents you didn't see people complaining about how they wouldn't be able to afford coffee, but yet gas goes up five cents and suddenly people can't "afford to get to work."

Another reason why gas is "so expensive" is that we have a bunch of taxes crammed into it so that we don't have to pay them elsewhere, like when you are buying lettuce or something. Maybe they should tax brussel sprouts, that sounds like a good idea...

So stop your whining America! If gas is really cutting a hole into your wallet, then cut something out of your life. Let's say, don't drink so much Starbucks, make some coffee at home. Think about it, if coffee is about as much as gas and you cut back on coffee, then you get one more gallon of gas then you used to without hurting you financially.

Enough for my little "Republican speech" as my dad likes to call it (even though I try to tell him that I'm Independant, because we can vote for whatever party we want to and no one can say anything bad about it :P), and I'll let you decide for yourself.

New Twilight Trailer. Cue Squuuueee!!! ^.^

2008-07-28T22:43:00.002-06:00

Ahhhh!!!! I think that I've watched this at least 300 times by now, just it is so perfect!

And James isn't too bad looking either. ;)

I think that fan girls everywhere are freaking out about right now, I mean, this trailer is just as good as gold in my opinion, and I'm not even a hardcore Twilight fan!

Thank You Fergie!

2008-07-25T12:28:00.002-06:00

Every school more or less has the same type of people. Everywhere you go you will find the preppies, the jocks, the emos, the goths, the gothic emos, the nerds, the computer geeks, the deadbeats, the outsiders, and the kids that are just plain invisible.

No matter what group you belong to, everyone has at least one thing in common.

For one thing, everyone breats, eats (unless you're one of the preppies), and sleeps.

And everyone listens to music.

If it was not for music, most people would probably not be able to spell certain words.

So a big thanks to-

Gwen Stefani: Hollaback Girl (Banana)

Fergie: Glamorous (Glamorous), Fergalicious (Tasty, delicious)

The Squares of Specialness!

2008-07-22T22:59:00.003-06:00

Okay, so I'm standing in line at the Kennedy Space Center waiting to get on this simulator thingie when I walk into this large "briefing room". On the floor are these big squares that look like they are bolting something down.

To make a long story short(er), everyone had the sudden urge to run and get onto a square. We had no idea why, but we thought that these squares were something special and that we needed to be standing on them.

Maybe they relieved debt, or summoned a genie, or gave you cookies, but do you know what they were for?

Absolutely nothing. XD

Artemis Fowl Website

2008-07-18T21:52:00.000-06:00

Calling all Artemis Fowl fans! A new website made just for Artemis Fowl fans!
http://lephomepage.proboards105.com

Brand new, and not crowded, so you won't feel like you are lost in the crowd!

Are Politicans Really That Evil?

2008-07-17T23:49:00.000-06:00

So, everyone thinks that politicans are all evil and all that, but are they really? If you think about it, being a Mayor, or a Senator, or even the President, it is just a job.

And I'm pretty sure that everyone would practically do anything to get a promotion, even if you did have to stretch the truth a bit. And also, these "evil" politicians, yup, you voted for them!

Surprise!