Fathers’ Day Special

Originally posted on June 15, 2008

Since it's Fathers' Day I would like to say all the different tv fathers that are like my father; Jack Gallow from Just Shoot Me, Homer Simpson from the Simpsons, and Frank Costanza from Seinfeld.

PJ Sparkles is back!

Originally posted on Dec 22, 2008

I saw her in the Toys R Us circular today. I was nerding out for a doll.

http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3333926

I have the companion doll Starbright Sparkles. I got her for Christmas in '91. I think? She's very early 90s looking. She took a lot of batteries and could project images out of her head. I know it sounds weird.

http://www.ghostofthedoll.co.uk/Toys_PJSparkles.htm

I think the new doll looks like a mix of PJ and Starbright. I wish they would've kept the bow.

This is one toy I did not see having a revival. Hey if anybody in the toy world is out there reading this blog how about reviving Lady Lovelylocks? I really liked that doll.

Nerding Out!

originally posted on Nov 4, 2008 7:34 AM

You know me I can get excited about dumb stuff. I just wrote something similar a few blogs ago.

Let's see over the past 3 months in a row I have nerded out for something. First in September it was Shirley, then in October it was the Famima!! store and now in November it was the Sailor Moon scout guides.

This happened to me today actually. I was telling my little cousin that she would make a great Sailor Mars for Halloween. She has beautiful long black hair. My other cousin told me that she has Sailor Moon books. She takes them out and shows them to me. I see they are scout guides of Mercury and Venus. She is no Sailor Moon fangirl like I am, but I know those scout guides are pretty rare. I'm like "Where did you get these?! Do you know how rare they are?". My cousin told me I sound like Comic Book Guy from The Simpsons. Then I joked and said that I was going to the Android's Dungeon & Baseball Card Shop (Comic Book Guy's store in The Simpsons) because Shirley Manson is doing a signing there.

Hi-Chew Candy Review

Originally posted on November 2, 2008 Current mood:cheerful
So ate some Hi-Chew candy and it tasted the same as remember it. It has the same flavor and consistency and everything like it did when I ate some 6 years ago. I have eaten apple flavored Hi-Chew before. I had to scan the package of candy because it was too glossy to take a photo of.
I took a picture of the wrapped candy on a plate. It's fun to take pictures of plates of food and post them on the internet.

My Plate of Hi-Chew

Open candy

Next to a Starburst for reference

Chain Gang boy and Marissa Cooper

Posted Date: : May 29, 2006 7:53 PM

Tuesday: I couldn't sleep and I was upset I had to wake up early just to pick up my writing project. I mean I had to get up at 5 AM. I was trying really hard to save time. I ate a leftover pastrami sandwich. My dad got mad because I did. I didnt really care. When I get on the bus I see a lot of people are asleep on it. So when I get to the room where the class usually meets at the room is dark and nobody is there. So then I have to really think about where the teacher would be. So I decide to go to her office. But the problem is that I cant find it. I remembered that she said she had changed her office, but I didn't have the paper I wrote the new office location on. So I go looking around for her mailbox, maybe she left the work in there, but when I get there I see there is nothing in the box. So I get the idea to go ask around. Some people didn't even know who the teacher was. And I even got shooed out of an office for just asking a question. I had one last idea and I decided to go and email her. But before I did that I thought I'd go and sell back my books. When I get to the buyback area it's closed. So I went to the lab and wrote her an email. I wasn't mean or anything. Since I had time to spare before I could catch the next bus I watched 5 Questions. After I was done watching that I figured it wouldn't hurt to check and see if the buyback was open. It opens so late it opens at 9AM. I figured since you never get any money back I figured I'd get $3 back for the 2 books I sold back which cost like $39 when you buy them new for the semester. I wasn't going to tell my dad because I knew he would be mad because I didn't even get like half the value of the books. Later that night when I check my emails the teacher writes back that she was there until 10:30, I don't know exactly where there is, but I couldn't find it. The email also said that she would leave my work in her mailbox. I hoped that I could find the mailbox.

Wednesday: I couldn't sleep again I had a bad headache. I woke up early so I could be read because I was actually having a real final where I had to do work and take a test. I was looking for that paper I had that I had absent mindedly wrote the location of the new office on incase it wasn't in the mailbox had had been to yesterday. On the bus I saw that jewelry peddler lady. I was just happy that she didn't try to sell me jewelry again. I went back to that mailbox I had been to yesterday. Luckily my work was there. When I open the folder I see all these funny comments, well they are funny to me. She said that there was not a lot of material, but as you know I was really hurting for material as I stated in one of my previous blogs. She said I should put my poems into a story. What the hell!? She should know I'm better at prose. I told her that and more than once. I don't know why she just didn't tell us she wanted a back story to go with the photo poem? I mean I followed the instructions I was suppose to pick a picture and write a poem about it. She even said it didn't have to be a picture of yourself. I used that sneaky Cena pic I took and, the whole point of that poem was to capture the experience of meeting him. To me it didn't matter if the teacher didn't know who John Cena is anyway. She also told me my poems didn't show emotion. I'm not ready to show emotion. I even said that on here. People who let everybody see their true are brave like Gwen like when she wrote the songs for "Tragic Kingdom" and "Return of Saturn". The teacher also liked that I wrote a whole page tangent on how I hate my first name. But I do, its a horrible common, trendy, and long name a lot of people misspell. I also made a reference to Charmander, and I knew she wouldn't get it. But it's ok Charmander is an important part to the poem. I cant believe I got a "C+ " on it. Well at least it's not an "F". Before the test I studied a little. The thing that really pissed me off was that the teacher came late! WTF?! I need all the time I can get working on that stupid final! It was a pretty hard test. I felt like had forgotten everything. I didn't even finish it. When I sold the book back I got $22 for a $98 book that was used! I knew my dad would be mad and tell me about how back in '71 he could get 5 books for $80 and that he could get $20 back from selling a $30 book at buyback.

Thursday: Since it was my last day for my comm class I decided to represent one last time, and wear my Cena shirt. I wore my hair in odangos just to be silly. I think I'm going to adopt the odango into my hairstyles. I only brought 1 card to make notes on. I made it 30 minutes before class. I was keeping an eye out for moochers. A lot of people were making their note card right before class. She brought pizza like she said she would. I bet she got back some greasy tests. I only ate one slice and it had sausage on it. The test was ok it wasn't really hard or anything. Then she told us to write her comments about the class. I wasnt really thinking about writing one. But she would not really want to know how I felt about the class. If I really wouldve written something really exaggerated and over the top. I would've written:

"Dear (teacher)

Your class was great , but I only had one problem; the way you portray and stereotype wrestling fans like they are all uneducated.

Chain gang member for life, represent!

- Signed (me)"

The bus ride home was hellish. I hate riding the bus home with like 50 high schoolers. I'm not judging all high schoolers here, but the ones that get on the bus are horrible. They fight, hit, yell, scream, sing, and make obscene gestures. Well anyway when I was getting off the bus and this high school boy tells me something like "Is that Chain Gang boy, your boyfriend?". I just pretended I didn't hear him. It was just so funny!

Well the Marissa character is dead now on the OC. That show is definitely jumping the shark/dolphin. But I thought it would be jumping after they graduated high school. A lot of teen dramas do. Well at least they didn't kill off Seth. He's the best and my favorite character. And they are trying to replace the Marissa character with her younger sister Kaitlin.

a 2 week late week in review

Originally Posted on May 22, 2006 7:46 PM

I know I haven't posted anything in like 2 weeks. I had a really busy fianls schedule last week. And that blog will eventually be posted.

Monday: There was somebody touching my hair in the seat behind me in the bus. I don't know if I've ever said this before, but I hate people touching my hair. I came to my math class late, but it didn't matter because I got there before the teacher. When I get to the locker room I see there is a big pile of dead flies on the floor. Then this lady walks in after me and freaks out at the pile of flies. For it being my last day for my exercise class it was pretty boring. The only problem is I have to keep exercising to keep off the weight that I lost. When I'm waiting for the bus this lady who is also waiting for the bus approached me and starts talking to me and feel suspicious. Then she tells me she wants me to buy some jewelry from her. Do I look like I have money?! I'm waiting at a bus stop with you! Plus I hate when people are just trying to sell you something for no reason. If I want something I'll go look for it. Plus how good could the jewelry be if somebody is selling it at a bus stop? It probably turns you green.

Tuesday: I couldnt sleep I was congested. Because of this I ended up waking up early. I decided to wear my hair in odangos, and it took me a while to style my hair. I was feeling sick all morning. My nose was running and I kept coughing. When I go to my writing class there is nobody in there again well practically nobody. There was about 8-12 people in there like last time. The teacher asked where some guy was and then somebody yelled out that he was sick, sick of the class. Everybody laughed, but the teacher. It's sad because a lot of the people she liked left. Hell! I'm sick of the class too! Everybody there is just done and spent. Then the teacher said she was not in her right mind. When is she ever? -_- She told us she was going to have speakers come to the class. I decided to cash in my absence. The teacher was dressed in all green. She looked like she was ready for St. Patricks day. I was feeling so sick I decided to leave before my 2^nd class started. I really like wearing odangos. I was sad I didn't get any compliments on them. Since I was bored I was trying to list all the anime characters I could think of that wear odangos. Then the teacher was talking about some store she goes to, like I live in the same area as her. Then I was coughing when she was reading a poem. She got all mad at me, I didn't do it on purpose. She should be glad I actually took the time to come to her crappy class. I was feeling a little brash and I told the teacher out loud that I'd leave. She thought I was joking, but I was totally serious there. Then the girl who sits behind me says she would leave with me too. I was bored and feeling inspired by the odangos I was wearing. So I started drawing chibi versions of characters that wear odangos. That girl who sits behind me was looking back to see what I was doing. She was laughing at the chibis I was drawing. By the end of class I decided to leave. When I'm waiting for the bus. There is this girl fighting with her boyfriend on her cell phone. She was so loud. I don't know about people these days, but why would you want to yell all your relationship problems? But I've heard her just talking (no phone) she is pretty loud. I can hear her from like a block away seriously. Then I get asked for directions and called "lady" again! FUCK! And it was a different person too. Do all the stupid people drive around asking around for directions at 11 AM or something!?

Wednesday: I didn't get any sleep and I didn't go to school I was just too sick.

Thursday: It was great sleeping in since I "cashed in" my absence. I was feeling sassy I was wearing my new Cena shirt and I styled my hair in odangos. I know they really dont go together at all. I got to class just in time. The teacher said that women don't play fantasy leagues. But she's wrong I play the WWE one and now there are going to be new ones for women about celebrities.

Friday: Well I saw that creepy guy reading a magazine in the library. I knew he was late because he was still reading while I was leaving. On my way I class I saw him running, I on the other hand didnt care that I was late. I took my time.

Bears and Buns (partial week in review)

Originally Posted on May 14, 2006 10:01 PM

Well, this is the rest of it. I know was really late. I'm hoping to have the next week in review done by Tomorrow.

Thursday: When I get to my writing class late as usual. I see there is hardly nobody in the room there was like 8-12 students in there total! I was upset because I was really debating on not going to class well more than usual. It would have been in my best interest to just stay home. Well I have still have one absence left and I'm going to "cash it in" soon. I'll call it "absence in the bank"! Yeah thats a good name for it. Then we had to write another sappy love poem. *in a valley girl voice* "Gag me with a spoon!" *makes gagging sound* I guess I should bask in the crappiness of being in class today. The teacher said we should be happy and not depressed. I'm going to be happy. Happy to leave here! Good riddance! I write that I'm bored like in every class. The teacher was a purple explosion. She looked like a grape. I was debating on wearing odangos to school. She has us read this poem she was enjoying more than us. It was about clothes blowing in the wind on a clothesline. But I wasn't alone in not liking it a lot of the class did. It referenced a lot of things "we" the students didn't get. I was really bored so I drew some chibis. I love drawing chibis. Then somebody was giving a presentation in class and the teacher admitted not to be paying attention! Why should we pay attention to her if she isn't? She said something like her thoughts were floating like laundry...ok...-_- Then she asked us what we wanted to do my first thought was "leave possibly?" After class I had to go to the lab because I needed to do my comm homework. It was a little crowded, but I got a computer. I was writing about different tv shows and I was using the net to find specific tv shows to cite. I hope people didnt think I was just messing around looking up tv show summaries. In my comm class when I get my wrestling paper back with a "B" grade I'm relieved. At least its not a "D" or an "F". The teacher wrote a funny note on it. Part of it was about the way it was written and formatted incorrectly, but the other part was that she wanted to know about how I got into wrestling. Hell! That could be the whole 5 pages there! I could write 5 pages about me being a Cena fan. If she really knew the story about hat drove me to becoming a Cena fan she'd freak! (but this is not the time or the place to tell that story, yet) But she wouldn't want me writing inane things about Cena.

This is a little side story I thought about when I was writing my paper on the WWE. Back when I was in high school, the teacher would have us write like 10 page papers. Anyway somebody told me that the teacher didn't read the paper he jsut checked to see if it was 10 pages. So when I was writing a paper for his class one time and it was really lacking in material. I decided to just make it 10 pages by writing about how much I loved playing jump rope as a kid and all the different games.

Friday: I was wearing odangos/meatballs/buns in my hair at night. They look different cause my hair is short so I can make an odango of all of my hair and no ponytail really sticks out. My hair looks more like Corina/Mint's or Dorie/Doremi's hair.