Mmmm Honey Graham Life *cringe*
At this current moment in time, I'm consuming some of what is called Honey Graham Life cereal; I must say that my relationship with this cereal is odd. I cringe sometimes whilst eating it, but I still love it? Oh, Eryn and her love/hate cereal relationships :D While we're on the subject of edible stuffs I'd like to bring into attention these... I really don't know what they're actually called but I seem to remember the bag saying they were Strawberry Milkshake Oreos. I have actually, in spite of my better judgment and pick-uliar tastes, have tried them; I think I have no comment. They're so good and so horrible at the same time. I don't know.
The other day I received quite the disappointment in le foodular sense. I saw that we had Lucky Charms, and, naturally, I made myself a bowl. Now, the thing Eryn loves most about Lucky Charms is the crunchy marshmallows. Even when they've been in the milk for 10 minutes, they're still supposed to be crunchy! But no. I had a defective box. As soon as the marshmallows would hit the milk, they would dissolve into this gooey mess of nastyness. Twas not a happy making machine.
I miss my blogging days but I'm not sure what precisely to write about; I suppose I just need to get back in the swing of things. Does everything have a swing? Is it all the same sort of swing? I love swings. I went to go get on the swings at the CA playground the other day... but they were tiny, and my hips are apparently not. I managed to stay on for about 4 minutes but the whole "chain-digging-into-my-side" thing wasn't very fun, so I surrendered to sitting on the grass. Who of my dear readers would like to accompany me to the playground? I assure you tis very fun-ness :)
Anyways, as I was going to say before I got off topic about swings, the only reason I've started this post is because I've gotten comments and such from Chris pleading for posts, and, upon seeing his latest blog entry, the last few words were, "Eryn, put up new posts" or something of the matter.
So voila.
Here I am.
I suppose I could tell you about yesterday, for yesterday was actually interesting.
Where should I begin?
I suppose the awakening of le Eryn would be a good spot to begin. You see, I had slept on the couch, and I had slept late, so it was past 11 and people were bothering me to get up and dressed. [I don't know why, but for some reason I find that I sleep better on the couch then I do on my bed. But, naturally, I get the most nagged at for sleeping on the couch because my grandparents are anal. Not anal, really, more like A N A L. Which is different because the latter is more bold and INYOURFACEish.] Anywho, I got up and did the showering thing and then got dressed and yada yada yada. Oh. I injured my poor index finger on my... left hand, and twas because of my accursed fake nail. [I find it so ironic that at other times I had gotten fake nails with the wish for them to stick around for long periods of time and after a week and a half they had broken off, but, now, I had gotten these fake nails for one night and one night only (Prom) and they're clinging to my nails like a desperate man hanging over a valley of piranas, rabid dogs, and sharp pointy things would cling to a rope or such. Bleh] Anyways. Moving along, I left le abode and headed out to Hattiesburg. First myself, los parentals, and mi hermano arrived at Applebee's which made me all with the happyness for Applebee's is the epitome of cool. I mean, have you seen the walls in that place? They're full of movie memorabilia and the like. Which makes Eryn want to dance. Ooh, and they have tall tables. Which no one in my little group likes to sit at [bleh bleh bleh we're Eryn's little group and we want a booth bleh bleh bleh LOL Jokingness] but oh well. Anywho. I think I had another point to make...? *ponders* Oh yes. Well, when we arrived yesterday, the booths were all full so we got a tall table :D I remember they used to have tall tables at Espresso's. Does anyone remember those? I used to always go grab them. Anywayses there was another point besides that one... oh. I was placed at a table directly across from a poster of Captain Jack Sparrow *big doofy smile*. Anyways, so I participated in the consumption of Applebee's made foods and it was all with the goodness. I had then decided that I wished to travel to Best Buy to blow some money. So upon arriving at Best Buy, I was like, 'Alright. I'm not spending more than $20." LOL Yeah, okay. Eryn in Best Buy. Less that $20. HA. When I rang up, the total was $75.91. LOL But, but, but... I think that I did alright on the matter. You see many of these movies that I purchased were ones that I had so previously had before Lady Katrina, and others were movies for which I'd wished for the longest of times. Of course by now you're dying of suspense and curiosity to find out which movies made it into my purchase, no? Well, unlike how tis that I did to Chris, I'll just tell you. I purchased The Matrix, Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, Anchorman, Office Space, and The Princess Bride. Oh, and I also got some new [and louder! *dance*] headphones for the Lyra. Actually, the headphone shopping wasn't fun, simply for the fact that I made the mistake of telling a "sales associate" what twas that I was looking for. I got a ten minute account of his headphone history, followed up by crafty sales pitches and such. Naturally, he showed me the $99 and $40 headphones. I, however, waited till he gave up and walked off, and then I grabbed the $13 ones ^_^ I was looking at the I-Pods and MP3 players, and it dawned on me that all of the available ones at Best Buy are either all 2GB or I-Pods [which are 30 or something GB]; my Lyra is 5GB, and tis almost full. Now, I'm now in the market for something with more memory. However, I shall not....SHALL NOT...stoop to the lowest levels of I-Pod purchasing. 1. Everyone has those accursed little creatures and 2. I hate their set-up. That little wheel..... *angry face*. So anywayses I got far off topic. Where was I? Yes yes. So I *stops her narrative to sneeze twice and awaits to see many "God Bless You"s posted in comments* then travelled with le familia to drop my padre and brother off at the manly hair cutting place. No, no, I do not mean a barber. This place is called "Sports Clips" or something, and it's all decked out with...sports...stuff....I don't know. It has a really lovely massive teley in the waiting spot, but it's always on some sort of game, and the back-hair-cutting-area is set up kind of like a locker room, only cleaner, nicer, and less with the bad smellness. And all the hair cutting people are girls and they're dressed like referrees. [*irrelevant issue* My grandpaternalparental just took his dog for a walk; as usual, she comes back in the house and SMELLS. It's quite bad. Like.... eyes watering and choking kind of bad. Anyways--] So then myself and my madre went to "Dress Barn" to find the accursed white dress and--
*gasp*
My readers have not yet been informed as to the hideous requirement that is the white dress.
Apparently, at the hellish association entitled Columbia Academy, a senior is required to participate in the ceremony known as "Vespers." Apparently, all this is made up of is the seniors passing candles to the juniors. Ooh. Quite fascinating and definitely such a crucial part of my high school development; I feel so very inclined to willingly and happily participate in such an event. *sarcasm* Either the best or the worst part of such a ceremony [depending on whether or not sarcasm is present in the declaration of the time] is the fact that all the girls must wear white dresses. W H IT E D R E S S E S. I mean, this is Eryn here. Come on, can you really see it? It's horrible. Even worse is the fact that they expect us to wear these aforementioned white dresses at Graduation. Now, Eryn had previously planned to wear her skulls and roses Hot Topic dress to graduation but noooo. They won't be having that. The only time I had ever maybe thought I might wear a white dress was perhaps my wedding. But nooo. So anyways...
[Re-enter narrative at this point] At "Dress Barn", I found three all-white dresses. The first one I tried on was liked by mi maternal parental whilst I found it "okay." The second was more slighly hippie-ish looking and liked very very much so by myself. Upon its tryingonness, I declated it to be "The One". By "The One", I do not mean the love of my life and soulmate, for that would be odd, but simply that twas to be the dress I was wearing to Vespers. For no reason, apparently, I tried on the third dress, which isn't really important because twas [because and twas rhyme] hideous. So, anywho, shockingly enough, I found my dress in less than 20 minutes of actual shopping. Tis pretty cool though; my Graduation/Vespers dress was the second one I tried on, my CA Prom dress was found by accident in August, and my EHS prom dress was the fourth dress I tried on. Perhaps I'm finally getting better at realizing what will look decent on me. Anyways, I next travelled to the mall where my father and brother had to find what they are to wear to my graduation; much to my happyness, I discovered my good amigo Zach to be hanging out with his people in the mall arcade so I quickly took my leave from le family to hang with them. There, I was introduced to Zach and Dustin's girlfriends and also to many other random people along the way. There was talking and watching of the DDR playing and chasing Eryn with saliva covered fingers and such. Eryn then travelled to Hot Topic where she..
I feel I have to make a point here.
Does anyone besides me find it so very sad that society feels it necessary to put places for debit/credit cards on coke machines? I find it so very sadness.
Anyway.
At Hot Topic...
Okay for some reason I've just lost the will to finish recounting my day. It's boring.
Anywho.
What should I put here?
I'm trying to think of things to ramble about?
I think I'm going to write someone a letter on all post-its soon. I'll probably just scramble them up and put them in there and wish the person the best of luck in figuring out the letter. Muy funness, no? :)
10 days left of school! ^_^ *dance* I just don't know what I'm going to do with myself afterwards. Hopefully there will be much friend seeing in my future.
Yes yes.
Alrighty, I'm going to stick some song lyrics here and then finish this thing up.
"Beautiful Girls" by Van Halen.
The other day I received quite the disappointment in le foodular sense. I saw that we had Lucky Charms, and, naturally, I made myself a bowl. Now, the thing Eryn loves most about Lucky Charms is the crunchy marshmallows. Even when they've been in the milk for 10 minutes, they're still supposed to be crunchy! But no. I had a defective box. As soon as the marshmallows would hit the milk, they would dissolve into this gooey mess of nastyness. Twas not a happy making machine.
I miss my blogging days but I'm not sure what precisely to write about; I suppose I just need to get back in the swing of things. Does everything have a swing? Is it all the same sort of swing? I love swings. I went to go get on the swings at the CA playground the other day... but they were tiny, and my hips are apparently not. I managed to stay on for about 4 minutes but the whole "chain-digging-into-my-side" thing wasn't very fun, so I surrendered to sitting on the grass. Who of my dear readers would like to accompany me to the playground? I assure you tis very fun-ness :)
Anyways, as I was going to say before I got off topic about swings, the only reason I've started this post is because I've gotten comments and such from Chris pleading for posts, and, upon seeing his latest blog entry, the last few words were, "Eryn, put up new posts" or something of the matter.
So voila.
Here I am.
I suppose I could tell you about yesterday, for yesterday was actually interesting.
Where should I begin?
I suppose the awakening of le Eryn would be a good spot to begin. You see, I had slept on the couch, and I had slept late, so it was past 11 and people were bothering me to get up and dressed. [I don't know why, but for some reason I find that I sleep better on the couch then I do on my bed. But, naturally, I get the most nagged at for sleeping on the couch because my grandparents are anal. Not anal, really, more like A N A L. Which is different because the latter is more bold and INYOURFACEish.] Anywho, I got up and did the showering thing and then got dressed and yada yada yada. Oh. I injured my poor index finger on my... left hand, and twas because of my accursed fake nail. [I find it so ironic that at other times I had gotten fake nails with the wish for them to stick around for long periods of time and after a week and a half they had broken off, but, now, I had gotten these fake nails for one night and one night only (Prom) and they're clinging to my nails like a desperate man hanging over a valley of piranas, rabid dogs, and sharp pointy things would cling to a rope or such. Bleh] Anyways. Moving along, I left le abode and headed out to Hattiesburg. First myself, los parentals, and mi hermano arrived at Applebee's which made me all with the happyness for Applebee's is the epitome of cool. I mean, have you seen the walls in that place? They're full of movie memorabilia and the like. Which makes Eryn want to dance. Ooh, and they have tall tables. Which no one in my little group likes to sit at [bleh bleh bleh we're Eryn's little group and we want a booth bleh bleh bleh LOL Jokingness] but oh well. Anywho. I think I had another point to make...? *ponders* Oh yes. Well, when we arrived yesterday, the booths were all full so we got a tall table :D I remember they used to have tall tables at Espresso's. Does anyone remember those? I used to always go grab them. Anywayses there was another point besides that one... oh. I was placed at a table directly across from a poster of Captain Jack Sparrow *big doofy smile*. Anyways, so I participated in the consumption of Applebee's made foods and it was all with the goodness. I had then decided that I wished to travel to Best Buy to blow some money. So upon arriving at Best Buy, I was like, 'Alright. I'm not spending more than $20." LOL Yeah, okay. Eryn in Best Buy. Less that $20. HA. When I rang up, the total was $75.91. LOL But, but, but... I think that I did alright on the matter. You see many of these movies that I purchased were ones that I had so previously had before Lady Katrina, and others were movies for which I'd wished for the longest of times. Of course by now you're dying of suspense and curiosity to find out which movies made it into my purchase, no? Well, unlike how tis that I did to Chris, I'll just tell you. I purchased The Matrix, Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, Anchorman, Office Space, and The Princess Bride. Oh, and I also got some new [and louder! *dance*] headphones for the Lyra. Actually, the headphone shopping wasn't fun, simply for the fact that I made the mistake of telling a "sales associate" what twas that I was looking for. I got a ten minute account of his headphone history, followed up by crafty sales pitches and such. Naturally, he showed me the $99 and $40 headphones. I, however, waited till he gave up and walked off, and then I grabbed the $13 ones ^_^ I was looking at the I-Pods and MP3 players, and it dawned on me that all of the available ones at Best Buy are either all 2GB or I-Pods [which are 30 or something GB]; my Lyra is 5GB, and tis almost full. Now, I'm now in the market for something with more memory. However, I shall not....SHALL NOT...stoop to the lowest levels of I-Pod purchasing. 1. Everyone has those accursed little creatures and 2. I hate their set-up. That little wheel..... *angry face*. So anywayses I got far off topic. Where was I? Yes yes. So I *stops her narrative to sneeze twice and awaits to see many "God Bless You"s posted in comments* then travelled with le familia to drop my padre and brother off at the manly hair cutting place. No, no, I do not mean a barber. This place is called "Sports Clips" or something, and it's all decked out with...sports...stuff....I don't know. It has a really lovely massive teley in the waiting spot, but it's always on some sort of game, and the back-hair-cutting-area is set up kind of like a locker room, only cleaner, nicer, and less with the bad smellness. And all the hair cutting people are girls and they're dressed like referrees. [*irrelevant issue* My grandpaternalparental just took his dog for a walk; as usual, she comes back in the house and SMELLS. It's quite bad. Like.... eyes watering and choking kind of bad. Anyways--] So then myself and my madre went to "Dress Barn" to find the accursed white dress and--
*gasp*
My readers have not yet been informed as to the hideous requirement that is the white dress.
Apparently, at the hellish association entitled Columbia Academy, a senior is required to participate in the ceremony known as "Vespers." Apparently, all this is made up of is the seniors passing candles to the juniors. Ooh. Quite fascinating and definitely such a crucial part of my high school development; I feel so very inclined to willingly and happily participate in such an event. *sarcasm* Either the best or the worst part of such a ceremony [depending on whether or not sarcasm is present in the declaration of the time] is the fact that all the girls must wear white dresses. W H IT E D R E S S E S. I mean, this is Eryn here. Come on, can you really see it? It's horrible. Even worse is the fact that they expect us to wear these aforementioned white dresses at Graduation. Now, Eryn had previously planned to wear her skulls and roses Hot Topic dress to graduation but noooo. They won't be having that. The only time I had ever maybe thought I might wear a white dress was perhaps my wedding. But nooo. So anyways...
[Re-enter narrative at this point] At "Dress Barn", I found three all-white dresses. The first one I tried on was liked by mi maternal parental whilst I found it "okay." The second was more slighly hippie-ish looking and liked very very much so by myself. Upon its tryingonness, I declated it to be "The One". By "The One", I do not mean the love of my life and soulmate, for that would be odd, but simply that twas to be the dress I was wearing to Vespers. For no reason, apparently, I tried on the third dress, which isn't really important because twas [because and twas rhyme] hideous. So, anywho, shockingly enough, I found my dress in less than 20 minutes of actual shopping. Tis pretty cool though; my Graduation/Vespers dress was the second one I tried on, my CA Prom dress was found by accident in August, and my EHS prom dress was the fourth dress I tried on. Perhaps I'm finally getting better at realizing what will look decent on me. Anyways, I next travelled to the mall where my father and brother had to find what they are to wear to my graduation; much to my happyness, I discovered my good amigo Zach to be hanging out with his people in the mall arcade so I quickly took my leave from le family to hang with them. There, I was introduced to Zach and Dustin's girlfriends and also to many other random people along the way. There was talking and watching of the DDR playing and chasing Eryn with saliva covered fingers and such. Eryn then travelled to Hot Topic where she..
I feel I have to make a point here.
Does anyone besides me find it so very sad that society feels it necessary to put places for debit/credit cards on coke machines? I find it so very sadness.
Anyway.
At Hot Topic...
Okay for some reason I've just lost the will to finish recounting my day. It's boring.
Anywho.
What should I put here?
I'm trying to think of things to ramble about?
I think I'm going to write someone a letter on all post-its soon. I'll probably just scramble them up and put them in there and wish the person the best of luck in figuring out the letter. Muy funness, no? :)
10 days left of school! ^_^ *dance* I just don't know what I'm going to do with myself afterwards. Hopefully there will be much friend seeing in my future.
Yes yes.
Alrighty, I'm going to stick some song lyrics here and then finish this thing up.
"Beautiful Girls" by Van Halen.
This is a fun song :)
She was seaside sittin, just a smokin and a drinkin on ringside,
On top of the world, oh, yeah.
She had her drink in her hand; she had her toes in the sand and whoa,
What a beautiful girl, ah, yeah.
What a sweet talkin honey with a little bit of money can
Turn your head around.
Creatures from the sea with the look to me like shed like to fool around.
What a snappy little mammy gonna keep her pappy happy
And accompany me to the ends of the earth, ah, yeah.
Here I am, aint no man of the world, no.
All I need is a beautiful girl.
Ah, yeah! beautiful girls.
Well, Im a bum in the sun and Im having fun.
And I know you know I got no special plans.
All the bills are paid. I got it made in the shade,
And all I nee, nee, need is the woman. [Understand?]
What a sweet talkin honey with a little bit of money can
Turn your head around.
Creatures from the sea with the looks to me like shed like to fool around.
Here I am, aint no man of the world, no
All I need is a beautiful girl.
Ah, yeah! beautiful girls.
Now, Im a seaside sittin, just a smokin and a drinkin;
Im ringside, on top of the world.
I got a drink in my hand; I got my toes in the sand.
All I need is a beautiful girl
.Here I am, aint no man of the world, no.
All I need is a beautiful girl.
Ah, yeah! beautiful girls.
Ah, yeah! beautiful girls
"Yamada. It's like Ramada...with a Y." [Mm hmm. That was the last thing I said.]
"Yamada. It's like Ramada...with a Y." [Mm hmm. That was the last thing I said.]
Alrighties then, my dearest faithful blog readers.
Tootles and much funky love.
Remaing your ever-snazzy jazzy narrator,
Eryn
posted by The Lady Punch at 1:19 PM
2 comments
