POS-NEGS

There are like, ten million Naruto Shippuuden spoilers at the end of this. Just a warning.

Things I love and/or would marry immediately upon having the choice:

1. Naruto Uzumaki

2. Guacamole

3. Flint, from Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs

4. James Marsters' cheek bones

5. Organic raisins

6. 505, by the Arctic Monkeys

7. Barbie movies / disgustingly girly Anime

8. The black lady's voice in the Let it Be cover from Across the Universe

9. Tamaki Suoh

10. Tamaki Suoh's money

11. Just kidding about the last one

12. But it would be nice

13. I could have unlimited guacamole or maybe James Marsters' cheek bones

14. Just kidding I wouldn't want them on my face

15. I wouldn't mind licking them on someone else's, though

16. That was really creepy..

17. Stop writing in list format, Michelle

18. Okay

Things that perturb me:

1. Having to DO things

2. The fact that fireflies just look like ordinary bugs when you catch them

3. Websites from the nineties (you know, black background, flashy graphics, cyan text)

4. The fact that tomatoes are a fruit and everyone begrudgingly recognizes this, but avocados are also a fruit and nobody ever thinks about them

5. Over-cooked squash

COLLEGE: oh, who cares?

SHIPPUUDEN: 156 YEAH PROGRESSION

Did you cry?: When Naruto and Tsunade found out about Jiraiya

Google Searches: "naruto", "sage naruto", "Minato", "KAKASHI DIES?!!!"

In regards to the last: I don't believe it. It's not possible. He would never die. I think somebody made it up. Somebody who is obviously not Masashi Kishimoto (yes, I did have to look up his name because I could never be expected to remember something that complex).

And in regards to that: IF YOU KNOW DO NOT TELL ME I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT

DROOLING

I HAVE NO IDEA HOW HE CAN BE SIMULTANEOUSLY SO RIDICULOUS LOOKING AND HOT.

...I clearly have nothing to do.

So I found all of these Barbie movies in my building, neatly stacked away in a box that belongs to my neighbors. I figure nobody will notice if I take them out one at a time and watch them, right? Is it weird that I want to watch them? Because I sincerely do. I mean, I'm eighteen years old. I should be watching porn or something. But no, I just want to watch Barbie movies and look at pictures of James Marsters. Which is kind of like porn, I guess, except he's fully clothed. Or at least wearing pants, or something.

I probably have to stop talking about porn and start writing smart-people-things, now that I'm kind of working for my school's online paper. If important college people happen to visit my blog to see what kind of person I am, they'll be sorely disappointed. And also disturbed. And also bored, because important college people don't like weird girls and talk of porn. Unless they do, secretly, and live very silent lives because they're forced to keep all hush hush about the things they love. Like me. And porn.

...God, I need to make some friends or something.

COLLEGE: 28 days, I think?

Shippuuden: 145, I suck

Exciting: AVATAR: THE LEGEND OF KORRA IS OFFICIAL

Google searches: "james marsters", some unimportant things, why did I google "entourage"..?

P.S. IF YOU READ THIS YOU HAVE TO COMMENT NO MATTER WHAT OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN FOR BEING A CREEPY BLOG-VOYEUR.

DOOOOO IT

please.

Okay, I'll admit that I suck

I have no idea why, but I've been super sucky at everything lately.
I tried this photo project I've been thinking about recently, and it totally blew up in my face. Obviously not literally, because then I would've just taken artsy shots of my face covered in paint, but let me show you what I'm talking about:

It was a pretty cool idea, right? Cover a window with designs and then use the light from outside to illuminate it. I even painted a dinosaur so I could pretend there was a giant two-dimentional monster rampaging around in the field across from my frat*. The idea had so much potential, when it still lived in my head.

But when I let it out, I found the quality of the pictures to be supremely disappointing. I couldn't seem to do my idea justice. The only picture from the whole scenario that I deemed worthy of my flickr page was one I took on a whim during clean up; just a bunch of painty paper towels. Did you know "painty" is a real word? Because I had no idea until just now.

Also, lately I've been all socially retarded. I'd like to think of myself as outgoing--I frequently go out and do abnormal things like sneaking around fancy hotels or having noodle-fights in wal-mart. Shy people don't have noodle fights in public places, right?

But seriously, I've even lost my ability to have a proper "I'm-actually-paying-attention-to-the-words-you-are-saying" conversation. I just kind of look at the person talking and blink a lot. Sometimes I laugh when everyone else does or even say, "Yeah!" as I spill my water everywhere. I frequently take pride in the fact that I'm a fantastic conversationalist, especially if we don't know each other well. There are so many things to talk about with people who don't know every fibre of your being.

I don't know what's going on with my motor skills, but from now on I'm going to force myself into social situations until I snap out of it.

And also carry around my camera until I start getting better again.

I dunno. Maybe I just have to adjust to being back in Fairfield again. Or go out and get drunk.

Haha.

Not really.

...

I AM GOING TO COLLEGE IN: some days
SHIPPUUDEN: 144 OH YEAH BABY

I NEED: to stop being socially retarded. Also, an xD card reader. And ramen.
Recent Google Searches include: boring stuff

*Have I ever mentioned that I live in a frat? Because I do.