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Well, I've finally made the decision. I'm dragging my sorry ass off of Dev Art... well... sorta.

I shall keep the account... and put stuff up when I feel the need and inclination, but the blogging really had to stop. So, I'm moving to DeadJournal.

I haven't gotten it all set up yet, but here's the link for future refrence:

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HUGLIST:
Ewan McGregor
John Williams
Alfonso Cuaron
Jean-Pierre Jeunet
Will Farrell




I love you all. Don't go changing. (Because I'll be watching)

...when you think that no one's looking.


Er... Back. Yep. Back.

So... the trip was actually quite enjoyable. Much less horrible than I imagined. I got to see almost all of my cousins (on the one side), and they were actually rather tolerable. I attribute this to a change in me, not a change in them. I don't think they've changed... at least not very much. I'm the one who's become relentlessly outgoing, uncaring and candid.

The bride and groom were 40 min late to their own reception. But she looked rather beautiful when they did finally get there. I'd met her once before, but hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her, and come to think of it, I still haven't gotten a chance to talk to her. I shook her hand when I went down the procession. Said, "I'm Jana." and that was it. I can't remember if I hugged Ben or not... (Ben being the groom) but I hugged like everyone... a lot... I must be losing my mind.

I wore pants to the reception. A fact I was very proud of. I also wore my leather clompy shoes. Grandma was horrified. (Women are supposed to wear dresses you know)

Ah well... it was fun. Actually.... the reception itself wasn't very much fun... we kinda sat around for hours and did nothing... because we weren't supposed to dance... and the music that was playing was SLOW. Not dance tempo at all. So... we didn't dance. Well... okay, I'll admit it, we did dance. A lot... to the rhythm of our hearts... or rather... to some spastic bizare rhythm that definately DIDN'T belong with the music.

>,<

My cousins are embarassing... and somehow... I couldn't care less. Probably because there was no one their to be embarassed in front of as they were pretty much ALL my cousins. There were only two non-blood-related boys there. One had acne and the other couldn't dance. Actually... neither could dance. Le sigh.

At some point the Bride and Groom (Whitney and Ben [might as well use their names]) left... and no one noticed.

Lol.

But supposedly Ben's come out of his emotional rut... or should I say apathetic rut. I've seriously never seen this kid smile. Like... really smile.

But the engagement story was rather cute and he looked like he was about to wet himself with joy.

XD

Anywho... My cousin Joseph is balding... at the age of 23 (maybe). He's still awesome... just with less hair.

I didn't shower for three days while I was there. You get to a point where... you're sitting in your cousins' house saying "I need to take a shower before the reception," and your cousin says "well... see the tub doesn't really drain... so you'll have to wait a while or you'll be standing in the left over water..." and suddenly you don't really care for a shower any more... Besides... there really wasn't anyone to impress... so who cares?


Well, I'm back now, so... INVITE ME OVER YOU HOSERS. >D

We should do something. Has everyone bought their tickets!!!! DO IT NOW! DO IT!

ahem...


HUGLIST
Ewan McGregor
John Williams
Alfonso Cuaron
Jean-Pierre Jeunet
Will Farrell

>,<

Today sucked

'nuff said.


I'm ditching tomorrow. :-D How do you like that? Huh? Huh?!

Unfortunately I have nothing to do tomorrow while I ditch... so I'll just end up packing, shopping, sitting around, watching movies... brushing my... teeth!


>D


I don't like planes. ><

I don't want to go on the plane!

DADDY I DON'T WANNA GO!



It's not planes I dislike, it's take-offs. They suck... suck nuts. So do landings... and it's not a long enough flight that I can do some drugs and pass out for the durration... because then I'd be unconsious when we got in and... that would suck.

Okay. I'll see you all on monday. If anyone is free tomorrow call me. If I'm not busy maybe we can gets togetha.


HUGLIST:
ewan
John
Jean
Alfonso
will





PS: Yes, I overreact. Yes, you're going to have to deal with that. No, I'm not really mad. But, yes, I do think it was a little inconsiderate.

Sorry that I'm a horrible friend.

I'll try to work on that... along with all the million other things I'm working on. It would seem I have a lot of improving to do.

It's weird... I can shade now. I couldn't used to... now I can... I mean, I'm not an expert... but I can actually do it... It's cool.


Drove my mom's car today... It's weird being in something that tall, also weird to drive something that easy. Lol. Not shifting is bizarre. And what's funny is that you start to notice when the car shifts gears. It's funny to notice little differences in acceleration patterns with automatic shifting.

Anyway... uhm.. AP tomorrow.

First I have AP English Lit.

Then after that I have AP French Lit.

Basically I'm taking the same test twice. Once in English, and once in French. And the one that really matters comes second so my brain will be fried before I even get there.

My Head Asplode.


Okay, time for a blonde moment, because I know your lives all revolve around them:

I'm reading Wicked now, right, and I get to the part where you first see Fiyero. As you all have read this, and you talk about it all the time I had of course heard the name before. However, I had never registered, and had always assumed Fiyero was some X-Men character. So, ha ha. I thought Fiyero was some kind of mutant.

:sigh:

Pathetic.


So... I'm going to Utah for the weekend. Which is tragic, but I'm sure you'll get on fine without me. Lol. In fact, you probably won't even notice I'm gone.

So, if I don't get a chance before I go, Happy Birthday Lauren!!!

Many hearts.

Also, EVERYONE MUST COME TO MY STARWARS PARTY.

I COMMAND IT.

Because it turns out that... some other... persons... are holding the same party... and.... basically... it pisses me off. So... our party needs to kick their party's ass. So EVERYONE COME!!! and come early, because I think I'm getting in line like... the first minute i can... like right when I leave school.


I'm off to study and make fliers for the party.

Tah.


HUGLIST
Ewan
John
Jean-Pierre
Will
Alfonso