You Spin Me Right Round

I just got finished listening to episode 106 of the Veganfreak podcast. As usual it was amazing, and inspiring. I wrote a drabble (A short story that is exactly 100 words), and I think it turned out pretty good. I love writing drabbles. But at any rate, I have discovered a band. True, I discovered it through the podcast, but it still counts. I have discovered Propagandhi. They are amazing.

Propagandhi is a rock band, and their songs are about political issues, even veganism and why it's good. The singer was interviewed on the podcast, and I was amazed, and awed at some of the stuff he said. He talked about how he took his six year old neice to a hockey game, and at the end they played the national anthem and soldiers repelled down from the rafters, and Chris's neice (The lead singer's neice) asked why the soldiers had guns. I don't know about the rest of the world, but if soldiers repelled down from rafters with guns, I'd be scared shitless. Yet most of the people in the arena were cheering. It's... incredible, and stupid, and something that I would not appreciate. Keep politics out of my sports dammit!

I also discovered what the inside of a McNugget is before it's fried. It's like a liquid. I nearly threw up. For serious, that's just gross. I hate McDonnald's with a fiery burning passion which I reserve for only certain people. And then there was a portion of the show where Bob talked about how this woman called 911 three times because McDonnald's ran out of Chicken nuggets. How pathetic. That is completely misusing the 911 service for a completely idiotic purpose. "Oh shit, McDonnald's ran out of nuggets! Someone call the police, this is a crime man!" No. A crime is when someone shoots someone, or someone robs a house, or what have you. So stupid.

The more I learn about the world I live in, the more I wish that I could stay locked in my house 24/7. *Sigh* Humanity.... fails.

Still suffering without Sing The Sorrow.

THE END~

Orange Crush

I felt like writing another blog. Spring break started today. I'm pretty happy about that. Ashes made a video of our exploits in school today, and it was pretty fricken' good. She took a couple pictures of my butt, which makes me somewhat uncomfortable, because one of them ended up on youtube, but that's okay. I wanted to make a video with Orange Crush, but youtube is gay and wouldn't let me, so I cried. Well, maybe not cried... exactly... But I was not happy.

I'm in the mood to bake, and I don't know why. I still want to make that Mushroom stroganoff. It's really super good. But I don't know what I want to bake, I just know I want to. I found my oil pastels today, and I was happy that I actually had some. My chalk pastels far outnumber my oil ones, and that's said, because I love my oil pastels. In my drawing class we have to use them to draw a fruit or vegetable and give it an emotion. So I picked an eggplant, and it's emotion is depression. My eggplant is a depressed eggplant. It's awesome.

I'm listening to La Vie Boheme, and it's amazing. Ashes is listening to Rent right now too! O_o o_O She's listening to the song that happens right after the one I'm listening to. That is so weird. "To riding your bike midday past the three-piece suits. To fruits, to no absolutes. To absolute! To choice, to the village voice. To any passing fad. To being an us for once, instead of a them! La vie Boheme!" Yay random Rent quotes! There's a section about vegan food, and it makes me happy.

I might get to bake tomorrow, so I'm excited. I love Rent, I wanna watch it. I dunno man. I'm lovin' my art project, really I am. It's my favorite so far. The others I pretty much hated. But this one... it's awesome.

Still suffering without Sing The Sorrow.

THE END~

Jesus Of Suburbia

So it's the last 11 minutes of class, so I'm writing a blog. It would make more sense if I started this earlier, but I didn't, so there. Ashes and I made art today, kind of. I'm going to make a frame for it, and that should be fun. So like... Dude Ashes asked to prom said no, and she's all depressed, and it makes me depressed, because I like seeing my friends happy.

On top of that, Mikey is depressed, and that sucks beacuse... I'm like... in love with the boy... So his unhappiness makes me super super unhappy. And I dunno man. Bob Torres talked to me again, and I was all like, "YAY!" Because he squeed, again, and it was epically amazing. Ten minutes left, will I finish on time? It's like a race to type fast and get all my ideas in this white space.

So like... I have an idea for this contest the school library has, and I can't wait to enact it. I'm excited about it. I also have an idea for a digital photography contest, but I don't know how I'm going to pull it off. Maybe I'll paint rocks. OOH! I can totally paint rocks! I am so going to do that! Awesome! I can't wait to tell Mrs. Davis this idea. It'll be awesome.

Still suffering without Sing The Sorrow

THE END~

Tourniquet

Again, I am in digital photography. I just gave Ashes direction, that I should follow myself. Lord knows I've been trying. We're watching Lion King in World Literature, and I'm lovin' it. I love disney movies. I can't exactly say why, but I do. Great Mouse Detective is an awesome movie. I love it dearly. I thought about writing a fanfic for it, and it was a pretty good idea.

I'm listening to Evanescence, and feeling somewhere between depressed, and happy. It's a weird feeling, and one that I seem to be experiencing quite often. At least I look pretty good today, thanks to Ashes. I just took a picture of the outside of the window, because I could. I think I'm going to be a camera ninja today. It seems like it should be really fun. I should be doing my digital photography assignment, but I don't feel like it. I have to take a picture at home, and I forgot to do that, so I'm all like, "eh." Rawr.

Still suffering without Sing The Sorrow

THE END~