Thursday, June 24, 2010

Oh gosh, I forgot all about Blogger! *crying face*

Well, I haven't blogged forever. I'll just start making a rant, see where I end up. Have fun reading.

First of all, I want to point out that the snow here has been off the ground for a while. My favorite season, however, has not been off the ground and remaining winter, so the background will stay.
I have started to try my hand at shapeshifting, which is becoming a different animal spirit. It's fun and hard, and feels magical. I'm such a newbie.
I have started to want to draw better, but it seems impossible on a touchpad laptop. So I have decided that I completely need a TABLET. LIKE NOW.
There was a f***ing tornado outside yesterday. It blew off some people's garages and crap, but we're all ok in this 'cozy' little town. Of course, my mother seemed not to notice that trees were nearly flying up in the air, so at the beginning of the thunderstorm and tornado, she cheerly tells me "Let's go to your piano lesson!"
My piano lesson is a half an hour of crap on a song I can play perfect, and it's about half a mile away, ON FOOT.
So I told her no, we should not go. So we all stayed huddled on the carpet in the living room, watching a reporter try to draw in a tornado warning sign. Epic fail. And of course, my idiot father happily starts going in a car, on the freeway, next to tornados, on his way home.
Pointing out that his workplace is right in the middle of the city of Chicago, this is a stupid idea.
But after my father watches mice with heart disease...make babies (o-0), he gets all sort of ideas. And he happily skips home, also ignoring the fact that the sky is turning a shade of greenish-orange.

School also ended! HOLY CRAP THAT'S GREAT, RIGHT? No. Not right. I have to actually walk to the libary to see my friends. Sad sad.
But on the bright side, I can sleep in. For example, today I slept until exactly noon.

My mother has signed me up for: Fencing and Personal Training. Hor-rib-le Tor-tu-re. D:
Now, first of all, I might not go to fencing, because we couldn't find the center where it is held.
So instead, I have 'personal training' at the YMCA 3 times a week.
For example, here's what I did today: 5 minutes of bicycling on power 5. 15 minutes of eliptical machine on power 10 (highest power, near heart attack here). 5 more minutes of bicycle, level 3.
Then, being the good person I am, I went and bicycled 3 more miles.

Did I mention that I had a chest, arm, and leg cramp? Oops, guess I didn't. -.-

I also have taken up ARCHERY! YES YES YES!
You shoot balloons! SO AWESOME! (I'll hack into my dad's computer and upload photo of first try) Hacking complete! :D



That's all for now.

3 comments:

  1. Hi Mira. Get ready for the rant:


    1: Nice Shirt.
    2:MICE WITH HEART DISEASE????
    3:Get used to the storms.
    4:...I need to post stuff like this
    5: Whatev.

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  2. Yes. The mice are injected with the disease, and are not NEUTERED/SPAYED.

    My dad just walks in on them have s**. And don't call me sick, my dad's the one who passes the memorable stories to me. o-0

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