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I've come to this conclusion: [Friday
April 11th, 2008
6:40pm
]
[ mood | sleeeeepy. ]

I've realized that probably no one in this universe actually cares what I blog about. Or even know I blog, for that matter. But I digress. Vivi cares. =3

It's been a chaotic year, I think. Or, well, I know. But I don't feel like making an absolute statement. I've discovered this year I loathe English. Imagine that. And apparently I like my crackers kosher. =P And that my socks are forever destined to never match. And while I no longer hate men, there are still days when I wish they would all go crawl in a ditch and die. Which, of course, is a very conflicting thought when you're rather attached to one in particular, but in any case, it happens. I drink a lot more coffee and I've cut wayy back on the Rockstar. I've discovered Pandora online radio, the most amazing music tool I think I've ever seen. And I've realized I'm a tard, I'm forever destined to be retarded, and it's a fact I must accept. Point taken, fate, quit poking fun at me.

I digress.

I'm stopping the rambling now, I think the phone is ringing. buttt...

I'll be bach. mwahhaa.

click in sacrificial surrender.

Eh, wot? [Tuesday
December 4th, 2007
8:19pm
]
So I was prompted to post in this again today in Bible when our teacher read her 11 year old daughter's blog about the last football game to the class.

And I just went.. hmm... my livejournal misses me I bet...

so I am back, Vivi Oriniter! [=

I LOOOVE YOU!

^_^
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[Tuesday
June 26th, 2007
4:37pm
]
slight update about Final Fantasy XII - that 35 hours of life wasted has morphed into 115.
and 85 on Final Fantasy X.
and God knows how many on DDR.

just thought I'd throw that out there too. =-]
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recent dayyy, woop~ [Thursday
April 19th, 2007
7:11pm
]
[ mood | productive ]

I haven't blogged about my day in a while, I've noticed. I think this is mainly due to the fact that I've not done much else besides school stuff and music lately, and the majority of my spring break was spent in Baton Rouge at a friend's house taking Driver's Ed. The rest of the time I was sleeping so I would be awake to take the ACT and go to prom. Blehh, busy week. It was fun though, so I shan't complain too much. =]

I recently organized all my upcoming tests and current Edline grades and whatnot in my planner and I was pleasantly pleased to find all but two to be higher than 94. One was a flat 94 and my poor Biology grade has slipped back from its glorious 100 down to a 91...grodyyy. Time to hit the books, I suppose - Hurley School of Music at Centenary is where I'm aiming to go, but we can't afford the tuition so I'm working to get as many scholarships as I can possibly attain. My GPA hasn't dropped below 4.0 yet *knocks on wood* so I'm trying to keep it that way for as long as possible. *faints* School is turning me into a hollow-shelled study zombie. *moaannnn* I will eeeeeaaat your fleeeeeesshhh annnnd maaaaakee youuuuuu intooo textboooook paaaaaperrrr!! Goodbye life, hello cramming.

Being single makes life a helluva lot less stressful though, I'll say that much. It also gives me more time to head to the library at lunch and after school to study and be smart so I don't have to do it at home. And so I can spend more time with my flute (which I have christened Straken). ^^ I heart that thing.

I just got promoted to yellow belt a couple weeks ago, yay! I'm finally getting back in shape and back into the groove, so that's extra happy. And I've managed to waste about 35 hours of my life on Final Fantasy 12, and those were hours well spent I might add.

I realized today that I'm a lot quieter and more focused on schoolwork in my classes than I used to be. I'm also wondering if my IQ rose...at the beginning of the year, I was struggling to raise my C's (which crawled to the 90's right before the 1st report cards came out, thank goodness), and now I'm almost effortlessly keeping mid-range to high A's. Yay, I guess. (I still hate Free Enterprise, though. And Biology...no way in HELL Chemistry can be worse. I will bet MONEY on that. Bring it on, Dr. Durett - I can take ittt.)

What else...oh, I just found a buttload of amazing songs on my hard drive yet again. Riverdance = amazing, and the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra is infinitely awesome. My dad probably regrets buying me that Death Cab for Cutie CD (Plans) too...it's been on repeat for a while. And Gackt...lovely voiceeee. Yummm. =D

I probably could have put this under a cut. But I'm lazy. So not this time. =]

Byeee!

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[Thursday
March 29th, 2007
10:37pm
]
[ mood | weird ]

and I've realized a great many of my journal entries complain about something.

...

hey, at least I don't do it verbally! =]

Eh, I just like to rant on my journal so I can avoid confrontation in real life. I'm a self-preservationist. All my happy, joyful energy is poured into other things nowadays, like... NEVERWINTER NIGHTS 2. Oh, how I love those scriptwriters. I love them. Storyline is just...ahhh. Beautiful. But you get my point.

So. In partial compensation.

A happy post.


YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE. MY ONLY SUNSHINE. YOU MAKE ME HAPPYYY WHEN SKIES ARE GRAY!!!! ^o^

I'm so happy...happy as can be...

Noses are red, violets are blue.
I'll pick my nose...
How about you?


I do believe there is something seriously wrong with me...heehee

click in sacrificial surrender.

[Friday
March 16th, 2007
10:47pm
]
Band. I love you.

You make me infinitely happy.

But Neverwinter Nights...I love you too. and you make me just as happy, if not as complete.

I PUFFY HEART RPGS. AND D&D. AND...sdlfka ahh the nostalgia...

*HAPPYFACE*
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familiar? [Thursday
March 15th, 2007
10:05pm
]
so I was looking at people's myspace pictures, because I do things like that while waiting for pages to load. and, well...

ohmigosh it's *insert celebrity whose name I cannot remember*!!!!!Collapse )
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a positive thing. [Sunday
March 11th, 2007
8:41pm
]
[ mood | touched ]

So a certain person I respect very much posted this in his blog, and I kinda had to spread it. Kudos to him for listening!

If only they would listen.Collapse )

=D

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[Sunday
February 18th, 2007
12:27am
]
Leaderboard
Create your own Friend Quiz here


a new one! =D
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copied and pasted from myspace. [Thursday
February 8th, 2007
5:53pm
]
Just a disclaimer: if you don’t understand Bangela’s sense of humor, you may not find these funny. I entertained myself but hey, I can’t speak for every single person on my friends list.

but those of you that DO know me and that understand my funny.

have fun.

=]


"I'm the guy who will text you every single morning and tell you good morning and every single night to tell you sweet dreams.
and if she doesn’t have a texting plan, that would be...60 messages a month? 60 x .15 per message. that could get slightly expensive...


I'm the guy who will hold you when you're crying and wipe away your tears.
what about snot? would you wipe the snot too? HUH? because if she’s crying, I guarantee you there’ll be snot.


I'm the guy who still thinks you're beautiful with no makeup on wearing sweats and a sports t-shirt.
so wait, you’re saying there’s something wrong with dressing like that in the first place? judgmental idiot.


I'm the guy who WONT pressure you to do things you DON'T want to.
“I don’t want to get out of this car, even though we’re stalled on this railroad track.”
“Okay, honey. Whatever you want. *romance*


I'm the guy who kisses you on the forehead, the eyelid, and anywhere it hurts.
personally, I think that would make it hurt worse? the whole lips and spit on an open wound thing, yeah that doesn’t really appeal to me.


I'm the guy who doesn't kiss and tell.
in other words, everyone else thinks you’re disgusting and he’s too embarrassed and ashamed to let them know he was willing to swap saliva with you.


I'm the guy who actually listens to you when you talk.
what? boys know how to listen? really? *gapes*


I'm the guy who's excited ALL day because im looking forward to our date that night.
exactly. like this scenario:

“Hey guess what! I’m going on a date with Elizabeth!”
“Really?”
“Yeah!”
...five minutes later...
“So...hey, me and Elizabeth are going on a date tonight!”
*raised eyebrows*
...five more minutes later...
“Tonight, Elizabeth and I...”
“SHUT UP!”


I'm the guy who is content to just be able to hold you and wants nothing more.
but this would only work if the girl doesn’t WANT to be kissed.
and I’m pretty sure most young teenage girls swoon with little girltard squeals when guys kiss them.
unless they’re like *ZOMG HE SAID MY NAME! I’M IN LOVE! OH DAMIEN! TOUCH MY BOOKSACK, DAMIEN, SO THAT I MIGHT WORSHIP YOUR GERMS!* then it might work.


I'm the guy who can't help but smile when you walk into the room.
but who else can’t resist smiling when you saunter into a room with a wad of spinach between your teeth?


I'm the guy who melts everytime you stare at him beneath loose strands of hair.
not so sure how I feel about dating a puddle of jell-o...but hey, everyone has their preferences.


I'm the guy who's perfectly content with staying in and watching movies and cuddling.
until you suggest chick flicks.
if he’s any sort of intelligent person, he’ll be like me and dash away.
but then again...boys are sortof unintelligent, so I suppose this doesn’t really apply.


I'm the guy who won't lie to you about where I'm going or where I've been or who I've been with.
“Hey, Elizabeth, I met this sexy kitten at the strip club. I wasn’t going to tell you, but we promised not to lie to each other.”
*awkward silence*
*screams of pain as Elizabeth pulls out the cheese grater and inflicts massive damage upon guy*



and well, there were a few more, but I got tired of thinking of semi-witty things to say.
and I am sort of sleepy.
so yeah.
click in sacrificial surrender.

[Sunday
January 21st, 2007
12:34pm
]
Kaci.

If you read this.

I love your dog.

Pugsly = happy.

even if she has nasal problems.

=]
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Marching band surveys! yayyyy!! [Sunday
January 14th, 2007
11:45am
]
[ mood | electrocuted! ]

yessss. marching band surveys. for the geek in all of us.

Marching season was teh spazness =]Collapse )

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The blood-red RAZR will stalk you to death. [Saturday
January 6th, 2007
2:40pm
]
Or maybe it'll just my brand-new Razr that happens to be a lovely crimson color. Farewell, Lopez...hello Marcus Virgil Constantine. But we can all just call him Constantine. Welcome him with open arms and bloody swords! =]

he's so shiny...
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music stuff. yay. [Friday
January 5th, 2007
6:40pm
]
Chair auditions are Monday. I've been practicing my ass off, and now my fingers hurt like the devil decided to gnaw at them with his morning stew. But hey, no pain, no gain, right? heh. I'm gonna shoot whoever said that

The Vegetable song. I hate it. HATE IT. The title is...without a doubt...the one of the most drunkenly created titles I have ever heard. "March of the Sun-Dried Tomatoes". It sounds hideous. I detest practicing it. It is a pox on my aural memory. *stabs sheet music* I'm not playing two solos in it or anything... *big fake grin* or not. I am. In case you missed the sarcasm

so that was today. =]
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Obituario por Senor el Robato Fono (nomen est Lopez) [Monday
January 1st, 2007
7:37pm
]
[ mood | in mourning ]

Obituario por Senor el Robato Fono (nomen est Lopez)

I know I switched languages there. Shut up. =P

In memorandum of Senor el Robato Fono, who met his untimely demise today due to an unfortunate fall from his owner’s jacket pocket and into a deep, watery gully when she was attempting to restart a dead four wheeler.

Some of you may have known him fondly (or perhaps not so fondly) as Lopez the Demon-Possessed Phone. He enjoyed doing things on his own, such as turning himself on and off, switching to and from the “vibrate” setting, and even setting his settings to his own language, Espanol. He was the cause of much trouble, even getting himself taken prisoner by Senora Barrios in 5th hour Earth Science because of his utter hatred of the vibrate setting.

A rescue attempt was made by his owner and her friend Brittany, who was the driver of the four wheeler, when Brittany spotted him lying in what would have been a watery grave. He was immediately pulled out of the water and dried off to the best of his owner’s ability as the driver sped back to the house in search of paper towels and a blow drier.

Sadly, he could not be resuscitated. Neither himself nor his beloved Sim Card was able to survive the terrible crash, and his parting has left his unfortunate owner with much sorrow and grief at his demise.

“He was a good phone,” she spoke of him. “An evil one, sure, but a good one. He always enjoyed a good prank.”

Farewell, Senor el Robato Fono (nomine Lopez). Yes I know I switched languages again. Get over it. You are a phone to be remembered for generations to come, and everyone who knew you will miss you dearly.

click in sacrificial surrender.

the battle cry of someone who's finished a long drawn out project. =] [Saturday
December 30th, 2006
10:33pm
]
I finished my composition "Battle Cry of the Magus". w00t! I've been working on it for a few months now, and I stayed up to 5 AM finishing up dynamic markings and articulations and whatnot. I hate the way the Smartshape tool is set up on my version of PrintMusic. There's no option for selecting multiple tracks and writing crescendos straight down the page. So for 24 staves, I have to manually enter all of the crescendos with the dumb little click/drag thing. I was about to yank my hair out and burn it in my censor by the time I did the last dynamic marking. rawrrr. But it's finished now! So I have something to show for my efforts when school starts, sort of like to herald the official opening of concert season. Woot. =]

And the funny part? Hirst agreed to let the band read a composition of mine if I happened to finish it. And I have finished. So we'll see if he was serious or not. =]
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yay! [Friday
December 29th, 2006
11:39pm
]
I feel really accomplished. I just sorted out all my anime/game sheet music. well almost. I still have to go hunt down and organize the Zelda music, but that's okay. Most if it is finished. =]

And I love how Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts (with its ridiculously long 7-8 page songs), and .hack have their own separate binders. haha *dork*

But in total, 5 binders and a flawless organization system! ohyessss!!!!

*dances*

now, off to find the Zelda music. w00t!
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date mihi... [Wednesday
December 27th, 2006
10:10pm
]
keep in mind, we're on the phone. =P

Me: I can't find my pants!
Kacey: here, you can borrow my pants!
Me: I don't want your pants!

(he busts into laughter here)

Me: *defensively* well they're too big for me. I'm too short and you're to tall so THERE. Noli dare mihi bracas vestras. I DON'T WANT YOUR PANTS.
Kacey: Da me tu oma. It means give me your soul in Spanish.
Me: ooou! Date mihi tua anima! GIVE ME YOUR SOUL. not your pants.
Kacey: no. DA ME TU OMA.
Me: *dances around room with phone on speakerphone* DATE MIHI TUA ANIMA!


meh we're some weird kids.

haha
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asldfnsdal OMFGGGG. [Sunday
December 24th, 2006
3:07pm
]
[ mood | extremely happy. ]

so we open presents on Christmas Eve. We've always done that. anyway.

IEFFINGLOVEMYDAD. HE'S AMAZING AND ASDFALSDFNASDKFNDS!!!


two lovely new wooden heads for my beloved flute.

African Redwood


&&

Ebony


but the icing on the cake. or the cherry on the ice cream. or the WHATEVER YOU WANNA CALL IT. the pinnacle of tis oh so amazing gift:

First, let's elaborate on an incident that took place during marching season. It involved an accident in the stands that caused the foot joint of my flute to fly off to the concrete below and basically smash/dent really really badly. I managed to somewhat fix the piece, but the low notes never really came out after that. Well.

Say hello to my brand new, never-been-played, shiny and beautiful Yamaha Allegro.









=]

Life is great.

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to unnamed myspace person. [Thursday
December 21st, 2006
5:25pm
]
stop being such a goddamn whore. you're not making yourself look good by posting tons of bulletins titled "Add me!" and asking people to repost so you can magically up your friend count. and you're just taking up my bulletin space. Am I being selfish? maybe...but then, I'm not the one who absolutely LIVES to have 2434928429 myspace friends. so it could go both ways. there are reasons I delete people off my friend space. and this is one. I've already deleted about 20 people because I have little to no patience for n00bs who learn at everyone else's expense. go learn the basics of Internet Etiquette 101 somewhere else, where it doesn't invade into MY life.
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