Baby Muffins!

I made mini muffins. They have bananas. I like them. But I left them in the oven for a little too long. Like, they're not really burned. But almost. I am wondering if it would be weird to get one of these as a tramp stamp. Yes. Probably. Eames Chaise? I am finding pictures of giant windows for commercial art. I have 150 square feet of windows in the room I'm desigining. I'm writing in short sentences. I'm finally working on my bio review.

Feel the Epicness

My hair is dark brown. Really dark, actually. I actually think it makes my skin look lighter/pinker. I'm not sure why.
I had a really fabulous day today. I got my practice ACT score back, and it was decent (but I didn't get a 40 like I really wanted to). And then I went home to work on my Bio (I finished like...two questions. Going up to do more when I finish this.) and then I was getting ready to drive my brother somewhere, and Makena called me. We ended up finding a four-leaf clover and wandering in downtown Ann Arbor doing fun and exciting stuff (and taking 30 minutes to find a freeking parking space). And then I went to Andrea's, and we got into shenanigans. Actually, I showed her my pot garden. And then we called people. We went and picked up Makena and Manogna. And then we went back to my house and played ping pong. And then we made an epic fort. And then we drove to Target and bought things and stuff. And then we went back to my house and dyed my hair. And then we watched the first episode of Power Rangers. And then I drove everyone home. And then I ate seven crackers with cream cheese on them. And then I sat down to write this blog post.

WANT

To make awesome ninja furniture, like this guy.
Egg noodles. Especially when they're cold.
Yes, if I had an iphone, I would have to get this. It would make my life.
This guy to come to my intentional community.
Because these would make me giggle every single time I see them.

Yuck

I ate a ton today. And now, when I really should be doing more homework, I feel like sleeping. Or puking, for that matter. And I've gained five pounds since...well, I don't know when. Awesome.

Stuck in List Mode

This article continues a question that I've been thinking about for a long time.
Today I've...
Answered 230 questions about my character and what coworkers think of me for Panera. If I'm going to be earning minimum wage, is that really necessary?
Whined about my mosquito bites and the giant blister on my toe.
Thought many times about my Civics project.
Thought many times about my Commercial Art project.
Driven around my city. Nothing fun, just running errands.
Eaten several cookies worth of cookie dough.
Actually baked cookies.
Eaten too much.
Watched YouTube videos.
Slept in. Until ten. If sleeping in is ten, you know that the man has taken control of your sleeping patterns.
Considered my future.
Built a scary amount of a five year plan, in the spirit of Joseph Stalin.

Big Plans

My day was pretty epic. Et tu? Non. N'est epic pas. See my ninja French skills. I'm taking French III next year. It might be useful to learn a little more of that.
I've decided that if I grow up, I'm going to change my name to something like Sun Ray and build awesome kickass ninja houses like these. But I'm going to live in an old house with very little excess junk. If you come over, you're probably going to have to sit on a pillow on the floor. Just warning you. I'll let you stay there if you participate in my "let's be crazyass hippies and grow weird vegetables (PURPLE CARROTS) and have fun" lifestlye. You should come to my crazyass intentional community.
Anyways, I got new shoes. They're not nearly as comfortable as my old ones, even though they're the same. Maybe they're just not broken in enough? Probably.
I'm off to find some purple carrot seeds.

On My Mind

We're in bullet point mode again.

• I'm thinking about dying the middle layer of my hair. This probably won't happen, but I'm just visualizing it. You think it would look good?
  
• I drove my great grandma around today, and I'm just noticing how much she's loosing her memory. She didn't remember her address, and she told me the same thing three times in 20 minutes.
• I'm trying to write that thing again.
• I have no life.
• I'm reading Ghosts, and I like it. He actually says what he means and doesn't try to have this crazy hidden meaning stuff, which makes me happy. Either that, or the crazy hidden meaning is just too complex for me, and it's all over my head.
• I'm starting to think that I have some sort of writing long things disability.
• My aunt gave me money for my birthday, and she gave me a lecture about how I should use it to buy a study book for the ACT. WTF? If you're so into the idea of me buying a certain book with that money, why didn't you just give me the book?
• I rode my bike today, and it used random muscles that I don't use for any other purpose. I have never noticed this while riding a bike before.
• Oh yeah. Bio Review of Pain and Agony. Didn't work on that at all.
  

Huh?

I was in Commercial Art today, and I turned in my drawings, along with a paragraph explaining everything in the room. The substitute teacher looked at it and asked me if that was all I wanted to add to my room. It wasn't empty, but she seemed to think that it needed more stuff. It was kind of puzzling. If it's an ideal room, why should there be clutter? That's what my ideal house looks like, smallish without a lot of excess.
Why do people like their stuff so much? Stuff really isn't that great.

Eugh.

Yesterday. I went to school. I went to freshman/sophomore preformance. It was decent. I messed up a little bit, but I feel that it's to be expected. In Euro, I had to present my cultural artifact, which was the music video of Path by Apocalyptica. I did a sort of terrible job presenting it, then I had to leave before people had watched the video. It was annoying. And then after freshman/sophomre, I went to quiz bowl. We were playing the nationals team against everyone else. I was on the everyone else team, and I didn't get any questions. Which was really great. Then I went home and actually worked on my Bio Review of Pain and Agony. I tripled the number of questions I had done, which isn't saying as much as it should be. Basically, I've done six questions. There are probably 200. This is why we call it the Bio Review of Pain and Agony.
But today is better. Margianally. I don't have anything to do after school today, so I am free!!! It should be fun. I plan on writing like...3000 words?
But I'll probably end up working on the Goddamn Bio Review of Pain and Agony.

Just a link

This is really interesting. I don't think that it's the most accurate thing in the world (Niue had one person vote...), but it's still a good look at global politics and the conservativism of America. Also, the guy who mad it is Icelandic.

Quote of the Month: May

Anybody read Master Theory? They have an Argentine of the month. You may have heard, my new mission is to become the Argentine of the month. As this is not yet possible, a quote of the month will have to suffice.
It's an Icelandic Proverb. Which inherently makes it awesome.

"It is better to be barefoot than without books."

I have no title. But I've come to terms with it.

Wheee! I got my real license today (not the temporary one). I look sort of horrible in the picture, but that is to be expected. My epic hair colour differences are really obvious on it. It's pretty cool.
Other news.
I got a bad grade on the Bio test. It's memorizing, and it's just like 8th grade science, which was hell. Only that hell involved chemistry, and this one involves animal classification. There are freshmen who got A's. I think memorizing things would be a useful ability. One that I don't have.
Have I told you how much I like Euro? I like it. A lot.
I got a new watch. I like it. A lot.
The writing is still going slow. I miss nanofire. It gave me something more to work for, I think. Still, I like it. My character is great, my plot has enough flashbacks to give backround that I think gives it more depth.

If we were talking right now, I would be bursting into tears.
I don't know what I'm doing. I don't have a freeking clue. It's like someone stuck my brain in a blender and now it's just trying to fit itself back together. But I can't be like that. I need to be present, I need to be paying attention, I need to be feeling alive again.
I'm scared that I'm going to be stuck like that. I can't live like this.

How Fitting

Today in Civics and Econ, we did this activity with the cycle of production and consumption. The individuals started out with resources, and the businesses started out with money. The businesses bought the resources and then sold "Econs" which represented goods and services. In the end, the individuals with the most Econs and the businesses with the most money won. I feel like I'm being trained to be a good little consumer.
At the same time, the Story of Stuff was in the NYTimes.
I don't think the person who dies with the most stuff wins. I don't think the person who dies with the most money wins. I don't think anyone needs to win.
I know this sounds horribly cheesy, but I think winning is more about being contented with what you do, being able to be happy. And I don't think you have to have a lot of money to do that.
I guess I'm going to get shipped back to the commune soon. Sigh. Do they have internet access there?

For the Win

I have finally hit 5k. Milton's mom left him at the park all alone when he was a little kid, and he's remembering it right now. And it makes him sad.
I hope to hit 10k tonight. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. The Stalin mustache is with me in spirit.

Scary

I went to the bank today, and they said I could open a checking account. Without my parent there. So I did. And I just have to have my mom sign a form.
Doesn't that seem like it should be against the rules?
Guess what else I'm allowed to do.
Drive. Anywhere. Like, if I really liked this building, and then I found out it was an office building, I could just drive there. I could leave the state if I wanted to, although I'm not sure why I would.
This is really weird, but I'm liking it.

Sweet Sixteen

This was fifteen. I did wear that shirt yesterday, but this picture was taken on my birthday last year.
And this is sixteen. Well, almost. This picture is from a week and a half ago. My camera is broken, so that's the most recent picture I have. I'm wearing my Career Plans shirt because I think it's ironic.
I've had a pretty epicly awesome birthday. I drove today. I drove alone and I didn't kill anyone. If today didn't involve driving and being my birthday and being really freeking awesome, it would have sort of sucked. I forgot my pants, then I forgot my Econ homework, then my phone rang in Econ, then I cut through a worm intestine, then I tripped onstage. But since I was really crazy hyper, it was all good.

Big huge exciting changes since last year

I realized that I don't need a plan for my future. It will happen. It will all be okay.
I wrote a novel that I would not be hugely embarassed to show other people.
I met two of my idols.
I made friends with some people I met on the internets. And I didn't make a video this week (I am so sorry!)
I got better at Quiz Bowl.
I realized that I have a lot of room for improvement in terms of debate and writing.
I took English. That was quite the experiance.
I realized that the vast majority of careers that I know of would be either painful or hilarious. For instance, teacher=hilarious. Nurse=painful. Engineer=painful.
My real calling is to be a car identifier. I'll scream out if I see a Mini Cooper or a Mustang or a Camaro or a Corvette. The first Mini I ever saw while I was driving alone was grey with black stripes. I saw a yellow one with black stripes while I was driving with my brother.
I realized that I don't hate it here. I could probably handle living here for the next five years.
I realized how hilariously awesome it would be to take over the world.
I realized how much I need to go on a road trip with my friends. Canada, here we come!
I decided what I like, what I can do. And I'm gonna do it.

chez moi

I am going to tell you what my future house will look like. This is because a) I need to get it out of my head b) I don't know if I have documents that certify my right to work in the U.S. and c) I don't want to read anything else.

We will have polished concrete floorshttp://www.flickr.com/photos/th2005/2471794368/

Or wood. Can't decide.
I like this bedroom, but it feels too...warm or something. My house will feel kind of cold. Think grey and white.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/caribb/1415206174/
I think that there will have to be a window by the stairway. The only picture I have of what I'm visualizing is on my phone, and it's not great quality. Someone was moving in front of it.
I will have a lot of books, and there is no way in hell they will be arranged in rainbow order, like some people on flickr seem to feel the need to do.http://www.flickr.com/photos/ozyman/443545349/
I'm debating between something really old and something really new.
I'm going to have stuff on the walls, not like my current house. Old pictures, new pictures, art, whatever. My plates will match.
I will also have a hallway with a curved ceiling. Don't ask why.

*Gasp*

Yes, I have even more quotes. No, I don't have a problem.
"I really believe that success is just getting up one more time than you fall." Roxanne Quimby
"Because life is not a dress rehearsal." Kate Winslet
"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." Walden
"The very word 'Christianity' is a misunderstanding--at bottom there was only one Christian, and he died on the cross."Friedrich Nietzsche
"The wasting of finite resources is everyone's business." Everyone's favourite sparkly 104 year old virgin
"No matter how paranoid or conspiracy-minded you are, what the government is actually doing is worse than you imagine."William Blum
"Ordinary men died, men of iron were taken prisoner: I only brought back with me men of bronze." Napolean
"It ought to be remembered that there is nothing more difficult to take in hand, more perilous to conduct, or more uncertain in its success, than to take the lead in the introduction of a new order of things." If you know who said this, you get...something. And epic prize. Oh, you will get an ARC of my book. That is an epic prize.