Rambling... Again

"What have you been doing lately, CityForStrangers?" Well, since you asked so very sincerely, I'll tell you. Yesterday we had a whole bunch of family over for Easter, but no egg hunt, because it rained. The food was good, but other than that it was quite boring. But, afterward, my sister and I had a "photo shoot" where we just piled all our clothes together and dressed up and took photographs. I might post pics of it, but I had just planned to post them on facebook.

"How are your bunnies coming?" Eh, not that great to be honest. They look fine, but they lack a certain life that my previous efforts possessed. I was looking at my bunny post on here, and I think the old ones look better. Hmm that reminds me, I'll be right back.

Hooray for drawing!

More Emoticons

Have I mentioned that I love Pandora? The website, not the science-fictional planet of blue people, nor the mythical moron. I love being able to find new music according to a certain criteria. For example, at this very moment I listen to my station, Indie Folk and Welcome Home by Radical Face, which I d^.^b <-- that's a thumbs up by the way. Have I mentioned that I love emoticons? Oh wait, I have mentioned that, never mind.

ANYWAY, listening to Pandora reminds me that I love music. If you're wondering why I forgot that I love music, it's because I had to spend nine days at a mental hospital, COMPLETELY CUT OFF FROM MY BELOVED IPOD!!! And my family, of course, but that's a lot less dramatic. I missed my iPod, but I probably could have swallowed it and choked myself, so it wasn't allowed. Oh well. But now I have it back! But I haven't been listening to it much. But now I remember how much I love music! So I will.

Sometimes I think about what I want this blog to be about. But then I start contemplating how I love music and fashion and art and heaps of stuff I could never leave out if I chose one specific subject. So I'll just keep talking about whatever I want to talk about. So there. xP Hey look it's a mustache! :{o Ooh check this one out:

~~~~~~~^~~~~~\o/~~~~~~ Shark attack! Or:

(>^.^)># I made you a waffle!

Yes, my emoticons are expressive and not entirely original. But I did tweak them some to my preference. So there. No wait, I have some I forgot:

  ^.  .^_______$
(o  o)_______|
        vv         vv

Piggy! Or:

  (\   /)
(=o.o=)
(lll)   (lll)



Bunneeeeeeee! And those two are entirely original. I only hope the blog thingy won't push them all over to the side like they did on my phone.

This post wasn't meant to be about emoticons, but who am I to challenge the movements of fate? Ha, isn't that a good excuse to be lazy. "Oh I'm not fated to do the laundry! Who am I to challenge the movements of fate?"

Ah well, goodbye!

Just Checking In

Well hello there dahhling! Goodness me, it has been a long time since my last blog post. Oh well, I'm here now, have you missed me? Of course you haven't. I don't think anyone reads this blog, even my family.

Sooooo how have you been? Yeah I'm not very into this. I just wrote a really long..... I don't know what to call it. See I do this thing where I pull up a Word document and I type about how I'm feeling today. Then I skip a line and reply to myself and give myself advice and just generally say the kind of things I think my therapist would say. I call it "therapying myself," but that's not really a good name. Anyway, I had a good long talk with myself about real therapy today and everything we spoke of and all. It was immensely satisfying. But now all my writing muscles are sore and I'm just not sure I can make a good blog post. Hmm what can I talk about? Hmmmm...

Well, I haven't boughten any.... Is that a word? Boughten? Firefox says it isn't. ANYWAY, I haven't bought any new music lately, not since my most excellent purchase of Sigh No More by Mumford and Sons, January by Cara Salimando, and A Thousand Years by Christina Perri. I gotta say, I hate the Twilight movies, but I love myself some Christina Perri. So I got it anyway. I really want some more iTunes money so I can buy February by Cara Salimando. See she's doing this thing where, every month of 2012, she collaborates with a different person on a two-song EP. In doing this, she is expanding her musical style before her first full album even comes out. I really like it, except that it means I have to buy $15 in iTunes money every month. Because really, what normal person doesn't immediately spend every last $.74 of their iTunes money?

Well, my brother wants the computer, so I'd best skedaddle. Oh wow, that's a word and boughten is not? You are so fickle.

Ramble

Yeah so... wasn't that quite a blog post? I'm afraid I was a little hyper. At least that's my excuse...

Anyway, how's life? Yeah, I know, a blog post a day is a little much, but you must understand. I have no life. This blog and facebook are my only connections to the outside world. This is probably the most entertaining thing I do all day. Well, except sleeping. That's always exciting. I have very vivid dreams. Not nightmares, normally, just dreams that seem to really follow a storyline, as though they were a movie playing in my head. I can never tell when the imagining stops and the dreaming begins, though.

ANYWAY, to the point of this blog post... aaah so, yeah... there might not actually be one. But who reads this blog? Not many people. So you can't tell me that my blogs have to have a point or not, because you're not the boss of me. So there. xP I don't know how that'll show up in this font... I love emoticons. They became popular long before I figured out what they were. Once I was just sitting there playing World of Warcraft and my sister said something to me, "blah blah blah female orc blah blah blah, :P" At this point, I was so frustrated with the increasing frequency of these strange combinations of letters and punctuation that I exploded. "WHAT DOES THAT MEEEEEAN?????" I said. Then she explained it to me, and I have been enchanted ever since. *.* That's my enchanted face, by the way.

I don't play World of Warcraft anymore. I used to really like it, mostly because it was the only computer game I played (if you don't count Barbie and the Horse Princess or whatever). But one day I was in Westfall, and this guy came up to me and offered to run me through the Deadmines. At this time I was nine. Anyway, I didn't know this person so I said "I suppose." And this guy flipped out and was all like "fine you can just go blah blah blah and be a jerk" while I was still trying to figure out how to spell "that would be great thanks." I went off and cried like the nine year old that I was. And I never made it to any instance. That's not why I left of course. I didn't leave immediately after that, either. I just started to realize how much I hated dealing with people over the internet, and how there were so many jerks on there, and how this game seemed more important to my brother, my father, and my sister than spending time with me. That was about when I started hating the game itself.

But now everybody hates it so it's all good. I feel vindicated.

Okay so that may not be the right word.

Why am I still writing? I should go and actually interact with people. Bye bye!

Bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies...

Just sitting here thinking to myself... about bunnies. I love bunnies. I adore bunnies. I draw them so much that one would think I worship bunnies. I just think they're the very epitome of coolness and cuteness! I would share some photos of my drawings of bunnies but I'm afraid I don't have any right now. So you'll just have to suffer without the pleasure of seeing my drawings of bunnies. Bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies bunnies I LOVE BUNNIES. Except I don't have the dexterity to write "bunnies" many more times.

Okay so maybe I'm a little obsessive. I prefer to think of it as processive. (Chrome tells me that's not a word.) In order for my brain to process something, I have to think about it a lot. Like all those other times before... with hamsters and American Eagle and ponchos and Owl City and the Legend of Zelda and art classes and heaps more that I can't remember-- I would think about these things an awful lot in order for them to find a solid position in my life. Like Mumford and Sons just recently, (I'm really having to push myself to listen to something else.) I think about it until I get tired of it and then it becomes something I moderately love or like or think about.

This isn't making sense... Darn. Anyway, I love bunnies and I'm drawing them a lot. Not real live-looking bunnies, but like, cartoony ones. My sad bunnies can make my sister cry. Hold on, I'm gonna come back with pictures...

Eesh that's a bunny overdose. Please ignore the song lyrics that accompany some of them...

Mumford and Sons

Okay, so I don't know about you, but I'm in love with Mumford and Sons. It was like whenever people ask other people, "How did you meet your spouse?" and the other person is embarrassed because it's so unromantic to meet your one true love on a dating site, but that's the truth of it. Well, the truth of it is, I met Mumford and Sons on Pandora. I know, it's so unreliable for meeting nice music. But, well, it was like fate...

I was just sitting there listening to my Marina and the Diamonds station and I was in one of those moods where you just skip all the music you don't know, and-- to think, I almost missed out on such a great band!-- Little Lion Man came on. I had heard the band name before, but never heard any songs, so I thought, "What the heck?" and listened to it. It didn't really stick with me though. But when White Blank Page came on I loved it! I thought it was by someone named Peter Bradley Adams when I looked it up later though, so I was a little lost, but then I actually found it and all of Mumford and Sons' music. This is when the actual falling in love occurred, on a wonderful first date in YouTubeland...

So yeah. That's exactly how it went down. And now I'm completely and totally obsessing and listening to The Cave, Little Lion Man, Winter Winds, and White Blank Page over... and over... and over... and over...x200 and one more time again as I prepare for bed and write a quick blog post about them. I also tried to learn Little Lion Man on piano, but you can't rush these things.

Well I guess I'll see you whenever. Probably tomorrow, I find that I like blogging.

Wow. I just picked up my pen cup and had trouble realizing where my coffee had gone...

Painting Birds

Why did I start a blog in the first place? Whatever possessed me to embarrass myself on the internet once again? I think it has something to do with my pathological need to put forth my opinions on the internet, even though no one really cares. I mean, there were a few people who liked my vlog. And I'm sure there's someone out there who cares what's going on in my life. But I....... Am I making sense? When I'm in therapy I'm constantly having to stop and ask my counselor if I'm making sense. Sometimes I think she just says yes to make me feel better. I'm bored with this line of thought anyway.

Why does my blog want to know my location? That's really creepy. What if I had a stalker, and I posted my location, what then? He or she (you never know) might find me and kill me! EEEEEK!!!

What did I do today, you ask. Well I'll tell you. I slept until three o'clock and then got up and helped my sister get ready for her dance. Turns out she didn't really need my help. After she left, my mom and my grandmother and I went to see The Vow, but it was sold out, so we came home. My mom wanted us to watch a movie, but I was all like "I don't love you enough to spend time with you, go away, I'm gonna paint" and she was all like "okay."

Okay, so that's not exactly how it went down... But I did end up painting. Here, behold...

Okay, so, not that great quality. What I need is a scanner, but I'm not allowed to use ours. Anyway, I hope you enjoy! Or not... whatever. Okay now I'm gonna go be a brooding depressed teenager and listen to music. See you!