Okay, so I thought it would be smart to take Chemistry as a summer course, to get ahead. I was completely wrong. It's so aggravating. It's like I've sold my soul to chemistry and can't do anything else for the next two weeks EXCEPT for chemistry. And it's not even like we do anything productive like experiments and such, instead, we're just sitting there, doing around 8 quizzes a day! I'm getting so pissed off and I really want to drop out but what a waste. But what a waste of summer! Ugh, I don't know what to do. :(

It's so repetitive! Aghghhrrrghghh!!! It's bad enough that I want to commit suicide when I'm sitting in that class because the people there are just so bland. Anyway! I just did about 40+ pages of work about chemistry, and I swear while I was answering I felt like I had answered this question before. And before that! But now that I finished it all, I really feel accomplished. I finished it in around four hours. Woot de fucking woot.

Well, I did get distracted though because there was a Cake Boss marathon on. Who wouldn't watch?! It's Sopranos meets a bakery, it's just about perfect if you ask me. Well, I'm going to go to sleep, goodnight LiveJournal.

Oh, my highlight?
"And then he raped her!"
"Physically?!"
"No, mentally."
"*laughter*"
"*thrusts head (WITH A SKULL) over and over again*"

I finally found something that I want to save up for, and definitely need; a drawing tablet. :3
I need some tips on the best one and how much dough I'll need to prepare to separate with. I'll also want to know some good brands, good prices. If you want to know what I'm using it for, I'm going to need one of my own at home for my visual art course next year.

So yeah, tips! :)

There are definitely a few things about myself that bothers me more than others. I hate how I get around the summer, fi you know what I mean. I feel icky all the time during the summer. I feel my best during the winter. It's so weird! Oh, and I really should get ahead on learning Japanese. I want to travel there in the future, and teach them English. It would be an experience that I would really enjoy.

I still don't know what career path I should take. All the ones I'm really interested in are really iffy and I'm scared. The things I'm interested in are: English, Art, Business... I still don't know what I want to be or what not. It makes me kind of sad. I just really hope that I don't end up doing something I hate.

I started a summer course and the work piles like CRAZY. It's my first time at "summer school" and I'm already bleh-ing about it! I mean, it was my first day today and guess what! I have a quiz tomorrow! What the- ?

I really hope I stay motivated, it's really hard to keep me interested in something. -falls over-

Okay, I hate how the media used to make fun of him, poke fun at him. I'm sure you all know who I'm talking about. They all laughed and joked around about his numerous plastic surgeries, his odd mannerisms and how he was charged of child molestation.

Then, he dies.

So now he's the pop icon, the good guy; the man who changed the outlook on dancing, music and life. They all say they praised him during his lifetime, when they didn't. It makes me sick to my stomach. Some people said that they sympathize the people who ordered tickets to his concert. That's not the right person to sympathize. Hello? He had a family, children and a wife.

I still can't register the fact that Michael Jackson's really dead. He just seemed to always be around when I was a kid.

But now at least I know what it takes to be big; to not breathe.

Oh my gosh, I'm so excited that it's finally summer. That definitely means I'm going to have a lot more time to post in this shizzit. First off, I fuckin' finally got new glasses. I don't know if it's only me but it seems like it's only me who gets stoked over a pair of glasses. I've been trying to look for picture of them online, but I haven't found one yet.

It really sucks that my "main" computer broke down, otherwise I would've uploaded pictures from what has been recently happened instead of writing it all down (lazzzzy). So, as from my last post, I've been watching Soul Eater. Dude, it's so sick. I like Soul Eater. Soul Eater likes me. I like drawing. It's fun. I've been on a drawing roll lately, it seems like it's the only thing I want to do anymore. That and listening to anime soundtracks, wtf. It seems like that's all I do. It's almost as bad as the time I played Bully's soundtrack like 24/7.

Oh, and er, a little message to someone: it's not like I don't take initiative, I just don't powertrip.

New anime that I totally love: Soul Eater!

I've fallen in love with the show, Deadliest Warrior. It's where they take history's most infamous warriors (Samurai, Vikings, Apache, Gladiator, etc.) & they scientifically test all their weapons (short ranged & long ranged) and armor - to see who would win in a death match. Of course, they get experts to handle the weapons. I'm afraid they don't test it out on each other, but they test it out on those gummy human-like dummies? I forgot what they're called. I find it definitely very interesting and so fucking awesome. Especially to see the impact that these weapons would leave on a human. The aftermath is brutal.

I definitely recommend to anyone, absolutely anyone to watch it. It's basically like Mythbusters, but with more blood & carnage and you definitely watch two groups try to kick each other's asses. The only thing that I find really funny is that the medical expert keeps mentioning that he has 10 years of medical history. Also how competitive the experts get at defending their warriors' sides.

It's amazing.

Here is Vikings vs. Samurai:
http://www.spike.com/full-episode/viking-vs-samurai/31558

Awwww, man. I was walking with my friend for like an hour and I got this big ass blister!! I think it was a bad combination of my thin socks and my epically loose shoes. Darrrrn. It really hurts. Anyone know how to relieve my pain besides shooting my foot? :(

MY CHRISTMAS WAS AMAZING. 'NUFF SAID.

I watched the movie St. Trinian's again, and I LOVE it!

If you like to see really good-looking girls in a boarding school use sex (hormones), brains and chemicals to get their way - you'll really like it. They even steal a painting! I love art thieves. Erm, except hotlinkers and those who plagiarize. It's soundtrack is pretty ace, too.

:)

This was an odd, odd dream I had, but one of the best dreams I have ever had:

I was standing outside, waiting at my bus stop. Then some guy in his car rolls down his window. And he asked me to be a tree in his play. I agree, hesitantly, but I thought, 'Why the hell not.' So, he takes me to this play. I don't even go to any of the rehearsals, because my part was pretty basic.

So it's the big night of the play and all I do is stay still with my arms in the air. Even my breathing is still, it's so damn dramatic for my part as a tree, I don't even move a muscle.

After that, I thought that was all and I'd never get to do anything else ever again. What happens is that I watched the reviews of the play on the tele, for fun, and who gets all the comments? ME. Everyone was like, "The tree captivated me, I couldn't believe how still it was during whole Scene 4 with all the commotion!"

So, what happens, my 'tree' career voluptuously improves into fame and fortune, everybody knows my name and I'm famous of being a tree. I really don't mind, getting accepted and everything for simply standing still during performances. As I do this, my career is a blur of success and at the end is just me watching the numerous of reviews such as.

"I knew Julien could do it, I knew she could be the one to overpower all of the trees."
"Did you see that? It was autumn in the play and she shook her leaves off beautifully!"
And etcetera.

That dream was so fucking crack, but I fell in love with becoming a tree. LMFAO.

"Irina is listed as in a relationship. 4:01pm - Comment"
"Irina is listed as single. 4:22pm - 4 Comments"

LOL. What a big, '...'

Is a scary, scary bus. It had odd smells and was one of the oldest models of buses that I have ever seen in my whole entire life. These were all the different smells that were on this bus: pee, tuna, feet, fart, lavender and then cheap perfume. It was really strange.

You know how on every unfortunate bus, there are the two random guys who just talk to everybody because they think they're being funny or what not? Yeah, they were on this bus. One asked me how my Halloween was and asked if I counted how many people stopped by at my house. I basically answered with one word responses and turned away from them as much as I could (seeing as I was facing them, my mistake). One of the ladies on the bus were told one of the guys, right to his face, "I wish you weren't on my bus everyday.", so I think they're regulars.

Other than that, I got absolutely no work finished on my oral presentation about the pollution gad emissions from cars cause. All I have is acid rain in my pocket. Now there's a hole in my pocket. Oh yeah, and I have two english papers due tomorrow, ahhhh. I can do it!

Tomorrow's the American election, I don't really have any business within it, but I'm really curious to how it goes. I really don't have a side, to be honest. Because after every single interview or debate, the more I hate politics. It's just like the presidency at school; as long as you're hot or have hot people with you - you're good to go.

I'm actually really glad that we set the time back by an hour because I get to go to bed earlier. Lately, I've been extremely tired all the time. Maybe it's because of all the stress inducing things.

Here's something funny, yo.

I'm going to be a greaser for Halloween.


I want to know what everybody else is being? I'm curious!

"Julien, what're you being for Halloween?"
"YOU. I wanted to be scary."

Sometimes I'm mean. xD

You know, a lot of people like to twist their stories around, making neutral people antagonists. This is one of the people I'm close to, one of the people I live with. She's a story twister. The words in her mouth twist all together, making sentences of little pieces and bits that I have said. She puts me on the edge of sanity, really. I know I won't care about it the next day or anything, but the thing is. Every time this happens, the worse my state of mind gets. She tries to convince me that I'm only being a smartass with disrespect. It's just things that make you grit your teeth.

On an happier note, I'm going to start taking pictures for the Fashion section of our pages, so it's going to be a little easier to manage stuff straight after that. Good luck to me.

I've been listening to this a lot more recently, I don't know why? But I wanted to share. It's an excellent song, definitely a download-worthy-escape-with-Limewire thing.

Handlebars by Flobots

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

Look at me, look at me
hands in the air like it's good to be
ALIVE
and I'm a famous rapper
even when the paths're all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to "De Colores"
And "I'm Proud to be an American"
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want cuz, look:

I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome

I can see your face on the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone

Look at me
Look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
ALIVE
In such a small world
All curled up with a book to read
I can make money open up a thrift store
I can make a living off a magazine
I can design an engine sixty four
Miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic conditions
I know how to run a business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the systems
I can do anything with no assistance
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
I can split the atoms of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule

Look at me
Look at me
Driving and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be
Alive and on top
My reach is global
My tower secure
My cause is noble
My power is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let'em all die in exasperation
Have'em all healed of their lacerations
Have'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like'em and
I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
and I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
and I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handle bars
No handlebars

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

I'm going to try to be alive in LiveJournal again, damn. I forgot that this place was so much more better than Facebook? So, what have I been doing lately? To be honest, all I've been doing is playing Bully. I love the whole game, the whole damn game - there's like, nothing I hate about it. I love every single clique and how stereotypical they all are. It makes me wish that I had that kind of thing. And it made me think that if I ever have a kid, I'll just send him/her to boarding school, LMAO. Nah, I don't know. But that game is totally epic. I bought the soundtrack, too, and Shawn Lee is a pure genius. How can you do that kind of stuff with bells? I don't know, but he's THE MAN. So yeah, Canis Canem Edit (Bully) owns my life right now and it's rather sad. But I don't care! That game is the shiiiit! Oh, and to those who like boy-on-boy, you can kiss boys and girls, so choose your poison. :)

Oh, by the way. I've been REALLY, REALLY hating playing the saxophone lately. I don't know, but it just tweaks at all of my nerves. People think I'm better at playing than I actually am? Well, I don't know, maybe it's my pessimistic side again - BUT. People keep volunteering me to do difficult things that I'm not up to par (more like, DO NOT WANT PRACTIZZZ TYME~*), but I really don't want to play the saxophone anymore. I love it, but not when I suck, lmfao.

And I got a lot of homework during the long weekend, meeeeeean. Well, not really, just my crappy procrastinating at it's best.