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"What, so you're NOT here for the casserole?"
jetplane
Sunday, November 2, 200305:37 p.m.
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...anou.... o.o;
Sunday, November 24, 200206:23 p.m.
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...It was a time killer, at least. O.o;
Suka's being incredibley profound, over here. X.x;
Saturday, November 9, 200202:05 p.m.
Well. I got the word around ten, and I was home by twelve-thirty. >O<>O<>O<>O< Yee-haw! I got to go hooome! --flip--
...home. Hm. It's so strange to say that. What I have here isn't home, exactly... I'm not sure I have one, but, frankly, this is the closest I've come in years. Home. Has a nice ring to it, ne? ^^
Maybe life isn't as complicated as it seems.
Child Labor Laws
Thursday, November 7, 200203:53 p.m.
Wow, I'm tired. x.x; Dunno why. I actually got some sleep last night - imagine that. And I've been eating correctly and all that fun stuff, but I just feel really, really lousy. It would figure that the one time I get sick is the one time I've been been taking care of myself. .....hah, maybe healthy living is bad for me.
Uneventful day, for the most part. Amanda dropepd her freaking huge backpack on my hand, though. Itai. x.o I'm probably keeping up with my blog and no one's reading it, y'know. It would figure. ^^; I actually don't have much ta rant about... Other than the fact that Court seems to think I'm a paid receptionist for his office everytime I come to see 'kaasan (and her computer). Bad businessman, bad!
Music after eight is what seperates us from the animals. ><;
Monday, November 4, 200203:47 p.m.
Sometimes my life just sucks. ~-~
I've been saying that a lot lately, hm? Well this time I really mean it! x.o This... 'institute' place for troubled teens I'm staying at right now (think X-Men Evo, folks)just needs to -go-. Lights out at ten, no music after eight... yaaaargh! Icannotliveinaplacelikethis! X.X
Anyway. ^^ It's only for a week, I'll live. Heyhey, friends o' mine, liiitle hitch in the plan - I kinda can't get into my glimmergirl account anymore, so just mail me at zea_chan@hotmail.com, kay? The library's my new sanctuary - dun hafta go back to the house til five, booyah. =P
Friday, November 1, 200201:41 p.m.
GODDAMMIT!!! >
What will be undoubtabley the longest, most difficult week I've faced in months, and I can't even get on-line to deal. Why, you ask? Because I WON'T HAVE A PHONE AT -ALL- FOR AT *LEAST* TWO WEEKS!!!
And I don't even have a cell anymore. Fuck. I hate my life. ><;
Fuck. ><;
Friday, November 1, 200207:57 a.m.
Fuck-fuck-FUCK. Gyaaah, if anybody reads this, and I hope to hell you do since I can't remember anyone's e-mail address and this computer won't let me see thier blogs for some reason, my freaking phone line's been disconnected - AGAIN. If I can talk 'kaasan into paying it today, I should be back on Monday, but she may not bother until next week, or even next -payday- if she wants to piss me off. I've abducted her computer at work for now, but still. x.o Some days my life just sucks.
....y'know, Seii made me a kick-ass Ryuichi layout, but the file transfer she sent me of it was screwed up, and I kept forgetting to ask her to re-send it. Gomen, Seii-chan! I really do love it! ><;
So anyway. Last night was Samhain, mm-hmm. Was Columbia for Halloween at school - you know, the pajamas and mouse-ear gettup Seii suggested? - but that was kind of uneventful, since no one in Utah knows what Rocky Horror is. Wound up going home, changing into something warmer, doing the ritual thing, and then David took me off to SPirited Away to celebrate.
I. Love. That. Movie.
But yeah. I get home, bouncing upstairs to jabber about the antics of Chihiro and the bouncing yes-heads of green royalty, and I find out my phone's been disconnected. Fuck.
For the love of God, someone e-mail me. X.X
Personality survey, ATTACK!
Monday, September 30, 200210:44 p.m.
See, I told you I might update in half an hour. =3
1. What's your name? Kamuna Chasuka. ^-^ (No, really.)
2. E-mail address? zea_chan@hotmail.com
3. Do you have a website (if so, what's its URL)? Nope – that’s everyone’s-deal-but-me. Technology and I are sworn enemies, you know.
4. What time is it now? Ten-thiry-ish...
5. Which three words describe you best? Umn… probably musical, loud, and complicated (or so my friends claim X.o).
6. If you had to choose right now, what five things would you say are most important to you? Let’s see. My family, my friends, music, civil rights, and my freedom.
7. What's your favorite TV show and why? Er… aside from anime, I dun really watch a whole lotta American TV- oh! Kim Possible’s cool, though!
8. Movie and why? Ah, probley Anastasia. Killer soundtrack. ^0^
9. What did you want to be when you grow up when you were little? A vocalist. ^^;
10. What do you want to be when you grow up now? Frightening. =3
11. What's your greatest goal for this year? Survive high school in Utah. X.X;
12. What's the worst feeling in the world? Watching someone close to you be hurt – and not being able to do a thing about it.
13. The best? Singing, playing, listening to music… take yer pick.
14. Which is worse - boredom or angst? Boredom. X.X;;;
15. Which is better - one moment of true happiness (don't worry, you have no curse) or a million moments of mediocre satisfaction? A moment. That’s all there is to it.
16. What do you think is the worst thing about you? Sometimes I can’t get a grip on my emotions, and I hurt people close to me because of it.
17. The best? I’m cute. =D
18. Do you believe in God? ...ah, depends on your definition of “God”.
19. How often do you floss your teeth? …oh come ON, what teenager –flosses-?
20. What's your take on abortion? I believe it’s wrong if the fetus is far enough along to be considered “human”.
21. Stem cell research? All for it!
22. Premarital sex? It’s best to wait if you can, but sometimes you aren’t presented with that option. –shrug--
23. What piece of art (be it a show, an episode, a movie, a play, a script, a book, a painting, anything at all really) do you think defines your life best? Ah... probably Already Given. Yeah, definitely Already Given.
24. Does art imitate life or define it? Frankly, it’s one of the only things that makes –my- life worth all the damn hassle.
25. Does life imitate art or define it? Well hey, life is art, and art is life. ^-^ It’s hard to tell the difference, if you think about it.
26. Who's your idol and why? My –idol-... uh, probley my Mom, Sempai, and Michelle Branch.
27. If you're a girl - Advil or Tylenol? ...Midol. What are you, new?
28. If you're a girl - pads or tampons? Tampons. No comments, please. Thank you, peanut gallery. =P
29. If you're a guy - blonde or brunette?
30. If you're a guy - tall or short?
31. Are you a dog person or a cat person? Both. =3 If it’s small and fuzzy, it has a place in my house.
32. A night person or a morning person? Nocturnal – shwingin’ night life, baybay. =P
33. What size shoe do you wear? Anything from a seven to a nine. ^-^ I like big shoes.
34. What do you think Americans do way too much? Preach. -.-
35. Too little? Take their own advice. x.o
36. Who's the most annoying public figure out there? Mr Clean. ...no questions, please.
37. The most inspiring? Either Michelle branch or Celine Dione. =3
38. What's your favorite love song? One Week. =P Yes, it IS a love song – and the only one I’ve ever understood, at that. Either that or At The Beginning. Ooh, or Elvis stuff. =3 He WAS the King, you know.
39. Your favorite sad song? Anything depressing by Nine Days. ^^;
40. Your favorite happy song? I dunno... there’s too many. ^^;;; Anything ska is good, though. And Michelle Branch! And Nittle Grasper! Oh, and Shine, by Luna Sea! And Weezer! And Green Day! Andandand...!
41. What (or whom) do you sleep with? When I manage to kick all seven cats and the dog off my bed, I sleep with either my Zim plush, my cabbit plush, or my Yama throw pillow.
42. What's your preferred brand of deodorant? Lady Speed Stick – it’s cheap. =P
43. What movie do you think has the best overall soundtrack? Anastasia. ~-~
44. TV show? –snort—TV shows NEVER have good soundtracks... Even Stevens and Lizzie McGuire have decent ones, though.
45. Do you like comedy or drama better (for anything really)? Comedy!
46. What's something interesting about you I don't know (and if I've never met you, just anything at all)? Hm-mm. Well, almost no one knows I was blonde as a little girl. ^^; It turned kinda brownish by the time I was five and went to dark red from there.
47. Did O.J. do it? ....is this a rhetorical question.....?
48. Which disease (or health problem in general) would you least want to have? Anything that would result in loss of hearing at all. Or the ability to sing – other than that, I’m happy as a clam.
49. Which three words do you think least describe you? Quiet, simple, and shy, probley.
50. What time is it now? Time is an illusion. Curfew doubly so. I’ll be sneaking through my window if you need me.
More than you ever needed to know about me. ^_^
Breathe in, breathe out; one minute at a time
Monday, September 30, 200209:30 p.m.
Okay. I know I haven't updated in a while, and this one ain't real big, either - just something of a shoutout to say I'm still alive. ^^; I haven't abandoned my blog just yet. I'll last at LEAST a full month and a half.
Sooo, sorry if anyone out there actually *reads* this. Just been havin' a really difficult few days, and my life's been seeming a lot worse than I know it is. Gomen to everyone that hates to see me this way - creepy, I know, but hey, this is me. So I may not update for a bit; I think I need some time to get my head on straight again. Of course, I may do another update in half an hour, you never know. ^^; But just in case anybody cares, I'm not dead or on vacation or anything, I just have a few things to work through. What else is new, ne? =^-^= Ja ne~!
Ph33r my guitar. x.o
Friday, September 20, 200201:21 p.m.
...ohdear. You know you've been at it too long when your stuff begins to sound like Micheal Jackson, Stevie Wonder, and Kelly Osbourne trapped in a basement. --inches away from her guitar-- Time for a break, methinks...
Anyway. Sorry about that last entry. I was a little (hah) irritable. I've had strep this week, and not only have I not been outside this house since Tuesday, but I haven't spoken since Wednsday. Being sick makes most people tired and quiet, but it just makes me cranky. x.o Go figure...
Suka's loosing her mind. X.X;;;;
Monday, September 16, 200210:42 p.m.
Dammit. >.< Dammit dammit dammit. This has NOT been a good day, dammit.
Okay, from the begining. I wake up this morning (I say this morning - more thike three thirty) feeling like shit, right? So 'kaasan makes me stay home. -.- Let's all watch my already low GPA drop another five points. I'm never gonna get into that damn college at this rate. So, being the guilt-ridden thing I was this afternoon, I spent my day *cleaning*, and get this - as soon as I start, the totally perfect early autumn day turns into bloody WINTER and it starts, like, *hailing*. I don't know WHY that bugged me, but recieving a bad omen for -cleaning- just irked the living hell outta me. Then 'kaasan comes home, and just starts VENTING on me; I musta stood around listening to what a bastard Dan is for, like, twenty minutes. Dinner made me sick to my stomach, there is like, no one on-line (cept for Sempai, and I'd never really be able to take my anger out on her), my lyrics sound lousy, I have a bloody *test* in like, seven hours, and I can't sleep. Not to mention my cats are all driving me INSANE, I'm exhausted but can't sleep for the life of me, and there are virtually *NO* SuguruxHiro fics, like, anywhere.
Yes, I'm P.M.S.ing. What's your point?
...ooh. ^^; Happy birthday, Kari, if yer reading this! You're, what, sixteen now?
The Kamuna Lives!
Friday, September 13, 200211:15 p.m.
Yeup, that's right folks, after over a year of not going anywhere near the damn thing, I am re-starting my blog.
Of course, I can't get into my old account, so I have to start a new one. Haha.
Anyway. Please ignore the layout from hell. It's late, and while starting my blog back up seemed like a good idea, I'm not gonna mess with HTML right now. That's like just asking for trouble. So I guess this'll hafta do until I get off my overworked butt and actually try and MAKE one - or maybe just whine until someone does one for me. 'M getting good at whining til people give way, it seems.
Y'know, I'll probably wind up ignoring this blog after I get bored with it too. Someone hit me over the head if I do that, alright? I feel like sucha flake sometimes. x.x;
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