CD Player Bliss

AH...finally got some more batteries for my CD player....back to bliss. LOL Seeing as sometimes my parents and I don't exactly agree on music in the car. The problem with my mom is that if she doesn't like a song, I'm not listening to it (but mostly she's cool...she let's me listen to it LOUD and mostly everything except like one or two songs). The problem with my dad is that, even though we have the same taste in music (except for his 50's country thing), he likes the music LOW....it's horrible. It's like so low you can barely decipher the lyrics and he's like "Turn it down." And I like turn the knob thingie all the way and he shoots me a glare...and I turn it down, roll my eyes, argue a little, and surrender to the barely audible music. LOL But no it's not really bad; they're cool, and they have taught me all my values and such. Well, my mom has actually taught me all my morals....my dad taught me which cars are crap and that, if I get a bad grade on a test that needs to be signed, give it to him to sign. LOL

The thing about loving someone with mental issues is that all they'll ever do is hurt you because they just have problems like that but you still can't help but love them. You don't have to like them...but you still love them. LOL (<- Issues with my grandparents...just ignore that whole section....Melissa, Candace, and Christian probably know what I mean though because they know about the whole thing with that. And, Melissa, you know better than anyone because well you were the one sitting there listening to me cry my eyes out during all those times. Thanks...I know that couldn't have been much fun for you. LOL)

Now both my cats drink out the toilet...it was bad enough when it was just one. LOL Don't ask why I feel you need to know this...but it's true.

You know, I am spitting out these posts faster than you guys actually can come here and read and comment. Oh well...there's like three picture posts, one post concerning Christian's blog, one with my little spaz out rhyme thingie that I got, one with me at Christian's house, and this one. Not too bad...LOL

Okay, RJ, I blame you for these songs being stuck in my head because you are the one who told me to download them. LOL Just joking. It could be worse...like, if I didn't like the songs. Actually...this song Aeroplane...it's the only song with little kids singing a part of that didn't freak me out to no extent. LOL Like...I don't know....like in these Christmas songs...and "The Wall"....and etc. I don't know; usually when little kids sing, they sound like these morbid, dead-like, zombie children...they usually kind of remind me of those two kids from The Others...especially that girl...she scared me....LOL Yeah I watched that movie on the hotel TV in Houston...and I am sitting on the bed...and my grandparents are sitting on the chairs talking to my parents...and I'm just watching it...getting all into it...and my grandpa goes, "Wanna know how it ends?" and he doesn't even wait for me to answer...he just tells me. I was needless to say not happy. I did my disgruntled stare (which few of you may not be familiar with) and just looked at him and he was like, "Oh you mean you didn't want to know?" Me: more disgruntled stare. LOL That would have been like if someone would have told me the ending to Secret Window...LOL I would not have been happy. LOL

Have you guys ever seen The Wedding Singer when they go to the airport and that guy is at the counter with the Flock of Seagulls haircut and he's like, "Hey, do you guys like a Flock of Seagulls?" and Adam Sandler's like, "Well, I guess you do."* I just thought of that last night for some reason.
*Not exactly direct quotes...but it's something along those lines. LOL

You know what's true? That every person is beautiful. Not just personality-wise, but physically. Because when you love someone you become more naive to their flaws and you start to see their inner beauty showing through their physical flaws because of your love. It's just something that our brains...well...moreso our hearts....do for some reason or other.

Everyone has some redeeming quality. I think I believe that completely. I don't know what mine is...or the next person's is....but I know we all must have one. Even if you really don't like someone, there will always be those moments when they do something or say something that just shocks you and you realize "Well, hey, they can't be all that bad..." LOL Did you ever have those people that you meet like once...in some one-time school function or other...and you have an awesome conversation with them...and then you never really speak to them again but everytime you see them in the hall or something, you smile and wave, and it can sometimes even be enough to make your day better. You could be temporarily at war with everyone in your life, but just one friendly face can make you feel better.

You know what I love with my friends: we don't really fight. And I don't think that's because we all get along perfectly and all. It's because we tell each other when we are stupid...and we are all just laid back people. Like, my friends I have made this year, we don't fight at all. Well...except me and Wendell once or twice...but we always got over it, right? And Melissa, we have gotten in our share of fights, but hey we're still best friends right? Like we didn't talk for a month in eighth grade and a whole month last summer and we kind of had a rough year in seventh, but no big deal. LOL

Today I woke up at like....10? And then I got dressed in probably the most hideous clothes ever. LOL Then, came downstairs, and my dad is off today so he was home. I was like, "Dad...take me to McDonald's. I have money." LOL (Didn't really want McDonald's...but it's like really close to my house. LOL) So anyways after getting my chicken nuggets with Sweet and Sour sauce (LOL) my dad decided we were going to drive past summer Wal Mart....(I could have gotten something else besides McDonald's but of course I don't learn this until after we have already gone to McDonald's LOL) Super Wal Mart was open in all of its Supery Wal Marty magnificence...and OMG was it packed. The parking lot was completely full and cars were shooting in and out of the parking lot like crazy. LOL It was kind of sad to see the other Wal Mart closed but that's basically just like this huge metaphoric symbol of how nothing in this life is constant and how change is the only thing that will remain. Change is the only thing you can really depend on, and boy have I learned that in my life. That's why it is kind of weird for me living here (where I am now) because normally my mentality with places I would live would be, if it was our own place, "Ok, one year when the lease is up, we're outta here." or "Well, since we don't like {something} about this house, we'll probably be leaving soon." and, if it was my grandparents' or someone else's house, "Well, we can't/could never stand living here for long so we'll be gone soon". Or, with my grandparents, we would have a fight with them and then be kicked out...on the street with nowhere to live....and it's not like that was a one time thing. Try a like 10 times thing. LOL Or more. LOL Expect the unexpected, huh? Until the unexpected has happened so many times to where you come to expect it and then just always live on edge. LOL But anywaysums, back to what I was saying, my dad says the next time we move it will be into our own house, and I know that probably won't happen until either A.) until I am fully grown or B.) never. LOL But it's nice to dream and plan, right? I already know how my room would be if we had our own house...the walls would be red, my bed comforter would be this massive lime green thing, I would have black lace curtains on the windows, and on the ceiling, I would take this massive piece of black sheet/material and you tack it to the ceiling in certain spots with these special glow-in-the-dark tacks to create the floating effect, and then you spray it with that glitter spray stuff. It looks awesome. And I know/don't care that my entire room would not match and probably blind me and whoever else walks in there but it still would be awesome to me! LOL

*Floats back down to reality* LOL

But anyways back on topic, the only way I can see us leaving this place is if the people that move into the newly available apartment right next to us are like horrible or something. But oh geez I would dread to move again...LOL Okay...I'm lying. I like moving. I know that sounds really weird but it keeps things interesting and it keeps me on my feet. I have no idea why I am like that. I think it's like an accquired appreciation. Kind of like if you are brought up always eating sushi, you will always enjoy eating sushi; if you are brought up always moving, you will always enjoy moving. And it's easier to move if you don't have a lot of stuff...and I have brought my amount of possessions down a great deal because...well now that I share a room...I had to make some sacrifices. (Too bad privacy in solitude was one of them...LOL)

I wish you could underline stuff on blogs...I wonder why they don't have the underline thingie here....I need it in order to be emphatic with my words. LOL Bold and italicized just don't cut it. LOL I mean, they don't POP enough, you know. Like, I know no one actually reads everything I write...but the stuff I do want them to read would be easier to find if they had the underline thing. I mean it's like scroll scroll scroll UNDERLINE *Wait..I should stop and read this. It looks important.* LOL You know? LOL

I want a cell phone. LOL I think I am going to try and re-discuss the issue with my mom tonight now that I have some money. I don't know why I would get a cell phone though. The only person that ever calls me is Christian...and if I am not home to take calls I am probably hanging with him. LOL (At least my bestest buddy calls me! LOL) Well...of course there's the rare call from Melissa or Candace or Ashley. LOL And I have all these answering machine message thingies that I could use that I found online and I am just dying to use them. LOL Of course I know it would probably one of those free funky Cingular phones but hey that's better than no phone at all, right?

Gosh it's so good to have my CD player back. With the help of my CD player and my well placed ability to zone out at appropriate moments, I can be in my own little world. It's just when I start unknowingly singing that it can be bad....because then everyone around you is like shut up. LOL I just wonder how long these batteries will hold up...I mean, the way I use my CD player...they probably won't last too long.

Tomorrow is my purple highlights...I have a 5:30 appointment...and they have to bleach parts of my hair first. This is the part of the whole process that I am truly worried about. I mean...I know these people are professionals and all but still the thought of someone going near my hair with anything that will make it blonde scares me to the utter depths of my soul. LOL I was born with almost black hair and other than the unnaturally purple highlights, I don't intent to stray lighter than that color ever again. Like when my hair was red...Yeah...LOL

I am wearing this hat.....and it looks very stupid on me. I realize I have already had this conversation with Melissa and all she told me was to take it off but I want to keep it on as long as I don't have to go out in public with it on. LOL

You guys know what I miss? My long vibrant bright green fake fingernails. Those.....were freakin' awesome. And that scary thing I used to do all the time with my hands in school (Candace probably knows what I mean) looked even worse with the nails. LOL

This is probably the most colorful post I have ever done. LOL And the most...font-a-logically diverse...post. LOL

Oh and before I go...
WoRd Of ThE dAy: Trippy
Origin: From my friend Chris...which he said was a 60s hippy word
Part of speech: Adjective
Meaning: Good, awesome, far out, cool, solid, fantabulous, etc
Example: "OMG, I love your new socks. They're really trippy." LOL

Much love to all of you and I'm signing out. More later....