well, fail.

about the day after i posted that i was going to blog on here more...

my computer DIED. i don't mean the battery. i mean, that computer isn't even like... there's no reason to own it anymore. the hard drive just, doesn't work. permanently.

so. i will not be blogging more on here. not for a long time until i get my new laptop and take pictures of a bunch of crap again.

so. see you in ages <3

to make up for my loss <3

i'm pretty much just gonna click on whatever pic i see first in my "crap i own" folder.




















ope.

looks like i'm blogging about my freaking creepy mask i made in 5th grade.

pretty much all i remember about making this was that we got partners and we had to cover each other's faces in crisco then put like, strips of stuff on them so it would get hard and turn into a mask. my partner was kellie i do believe. lol, kellie. i remember kellie. i'd like to get in contact with her again. that'd be funny.

but yeah, pretty much i made a mask in, for some inexplicable reason, swedish colors. now it's in storage in the us and it's been in a box in my room for a very long time so it's been squished flat and that just makes it creepier, trust me.

that's about all i have to say for my creepy mask i made in 5th grade.

so anyway...

this is just purely an update. because i've failed more miserably with this blog than i've failed with anything else online, ever.

so i promise, PROMISE, you i'll start to blog on it again <3

Something I Ate Months Ago, So Technically I Don't Own It, But...

Yeah. It was good. They were good. And cute. Strawberry marshmallow skulls. ♥

I'M A TOY

omg. I really wish the original recording never got deleted. Because it was awesome. On the way back from whatever dance in 7th grade, this was in the car, and Avalon, Reilly, and primarily Sarah started screwing around with it, and eventually there came this amazing recording of I'M A TOY! It was so freaking awesome. Then it somehow got deleted, but here is a hoax of the same recording.

This is kind of a strange post to mention this on, but looking at these pictures of my crap makes me sad :( All my stuff is so memorable, usually from Avalon, Reilly, and/or Sarah. That's like the only reason things I own are important at all. I miss them :( and the pictures with my room in the background are sad because my room is all empty right now and most likely it's going to stay that way because we'll probably move when we go home. And I've had like hundreds of things happen in that room, and it was, just, my little home. So, yeah, sad. :(

Lol. Random rant.

Crap I've Recieved From Avalon

Avalon is not the type of person to go out and buy a gift from a store as a present. She is one to look at the giant collections of completely weird things in her room and give someone one. Some might find it strange, but I just think it's awesome and prefer to get Avalon's room-things from her than I would for her to buy me something. There's more character involved.

This would be most of the stuff. Shown: creepy dragon, duck, a little plate with a fish on it, a small dog, a pink rock, some manga, and a dragon plate. She's also given me 2 bracelets that broke, probably some other stuffed animals, an Asian soup spoon, Sims 2, and a crapload more manga. I gave a lot of that manga to Reilly, I think, over time.

That pink rock is from my 12th birthday :D I remember it was the same day Reilly put the InuYasha blanket I still love and use in a box with a little sound recorder that works when shaken... it had the Grudge noise recorded on it... in a box, and wrapped it in a crapload of , just, printer paper. Each layer of paper had a different holiday on it, and finally, on the bottom of the box was a picture of the Grudge chick Yoko who gets her jaw ripped off who I used to be terrified of. It said Muahahahaha!! I think, in red marker. That particular piece of paper was face-down on my floor for like 2 weeks after that. Lol, I just told a story.

Lol this dog. I love this dog.

I think these ended up with Reilly as well. They were pretty good, though. The toothy cats bite or whatever the crap. Lol.

Nirvanaaaa!

Best. Perfume. In the World. It may have costed Sarah and I 50 cents per bottle each, but honestly, I don't think a better smell exists in the world. And now, after having owned it for so long, it's also a very memorable smell. I love this crap so much. I ordered Sarah a giant bottle for her birthday :D so now her whole room is like NIRVANA.

Why do we call it Nirvana, you ask? Not because of the band. Oh no. It's because of the word's meaning and how well it describes this complete ecstasy of scent. It's amazing.