I had a weird dream a few months ago

First of all, FUCK YOU I KNOW I'M BAD AT REMEMBERING TO BLOG.

Now that I have that out of my system, onto my story.

So, I had a really weird dream a few months ago. I was on a boat voyage with my trade school class. I have NO idea why the fuck we were on this boat, all I knew is that we were going somewhere. So anyway, I was on this boat. The beginning of the dream was just be wandering around this huge ass boat, going onto the deck, looking at the scenery (which looked like some water near like fucking Alaska or something, there were icebergs everywhere and like stone arches and shit), and seeing all the people there.

Then I see my friend Sam hurt himself somehow (like twisted his ankle or something) so I help him back to his bed. Then it's bedtime and everyone is sleeping. Neither of us can sleep so he invites me to share his bed with him (just for cuddles. I sleep better when I cuddle) so I get in bed with him and go to sleep.

You know how sometimes you can feel like a skip in your dream, where you know time has passed but you didn't experience the time in the dream? Well that's what happened next.

So next thing I know I'm waking up (within the dream) and there is like, this small-child sized hamster sharing the bed with him and I. The hamster was the size of the average 3 year old. I had no idea what happened, because the dream failed to supply me with the details of what happened during the "time skip." I get up and start walking around, and find three more small-child sized hamsters around the boat. I'm getting very confused at this point.

Eventually, I start getting freaked out and ask someone what the hell happened. They inform me that after I got in bed with Sam, we had sex and he got me pregnant. WITH HAMSTER CHILDREN. QUADRUPLETS. And then I woke up, very confused.

So yeah, that was my weird ass dream. It's become rather famous within my friends, and we now walk around randomly going "HAMSTER CHILDREN!!" and falling over with hysterical laughter. 

I want one of those iCarly shirts, but I want it to say "Hamster Children"

So yeah. This was my comeback, I'm gonna try to post more often again. Talk to you next time!

Song of the day: "Don't You Worry Child" by Swedish House Mafia

Book of the day: "Variant" by Robison Wells

Presentation Update

I got an 88% on my PowerPoint! And that was both the PowerPoint itself and presenting it! Yay :3 I dunno what I got on my essay yet...we will just have to wait and find out.

I'm stupid

Helloooooooooo bloggy people! You may be thinking "Hey! Why are you awake? Don't you have school in the morning?" Why, yes I do have school in the morning! In fact, school is partially the reason I'm awake at this un-fucking-godly hour. I'm mostly the reason though.

For about a month I've known about a 5 page research paper that I have to turn into a PowerPoint as well. Well, guess what? Every time I had a chance to sit down and do it, my brain just wouldn't let me. I don't even know why. So, at this exact moment it's 2:58am. I started at about 11, I think, and I got my paper done (completely from scratch, bibliography and all) at about 2:44. I gave myself a bit of a break for working so hard but just about NOW...3am...is time to go work on the powerpoint. I'm leaving this an open document and I'll document the time whenever I come to make a comment.

3:01 - Leaving to go work on powerpoint
3:05 - Starting to panic a little because I'm tired and I don't really know what to do...
3:06 - calms down slightly. all you have to do is convert the essay into a powerpoint...LASTING 7 MINUTES. shit.
3:07 - remembers freshman year...did presentation night before...ended up talking 10 minutes. we'll be okay. we're good at bullshitting.
3:21 - shit. i was doing so good. lost my concentration. okay...at 3:30 we're starting again. and actually focusing. i need to get this done by like, 4:30 or 5 so i might be able to get a smidgen of sleep, i mean jeez. i don't want to go on literally NO sleep. i'll die.
3:25 - okay i just started a video that will be done at approximately at 3:40. THEN i'll start. because then i won't be able to concentrate if i don't finish the video. because i'll sit here wondering about it instead of working.
3:28 - okay ended up bailing the video. going to google how to concentrate again.
3:37 - just made a decision. going to find all the pictures i want, put them in my powerpoint, go to sleep. in the morning i can usually work on other things during first block, will do that then after some sleep. work on it during advisory (also go print my essay during advisory). if it still isn't done i can probably work on it a little on the bus, since i will have everything i need from the internet already.

Okay, i'm FREAKING. EXHAUSTED. I'm going to go find all those pictures and get myself a couple hours of sleep. I already feel a lot better after finishing that paper...thought it was gonna take a lot longer than it did. Glad it didn't. I can make power points pretty fast. I'm not working fast right now. I'll work better in the morning after sleep and the caffeine I'm going to get.

Song of the day: "Tammy" by Debbie Reynolds. It's what's playing right now.
Book of the day: "Oh, the Places You'll Go!" by Dr. Seuss. Because why not?

BEDTIME!
Miss M

Hello, blogisphere!

Just a quick post here because I'm about to take a test.

Me and my lovely friend Nancy are starting up a YouTube channel called HurricaneNamanda. I'm posting Wednesdays, she's posting Mondays, so please go check it out. Our first post is tonight!

Okay, test time.

Song of the day: "Natural Disaster" by Steep Canyon Rangers, because it's stuck in my head right now
Book of the day: "Grimm's Fairy Tales" because I've been fangirling about Once Upon a Time.

Bye!
Miss M

So we meet again...

I have, yet again, been thrown back in the hated friendzone. I think.

It always goes like this. I meet boy. Me and boy talk...A LOT. I think a boy I like actually likes me back for once. Hopes smashed with a hammer when they either: straight out tell me they only like me as a friend, or start talking about other girls just like I'm another fucking dude.

WHY? WHY ME!? I know, for a fucking FACT, that I would be a great girlfriend. I don't need to know where you are every minute of every day. I don't even need daily contact for fucks sake, though it'd be nice. All I want, is a cute guy who can be both serious and silly with me. He needs to be able to hold an intelligent conversation with me. And, I just want him to cuddle with me if I so ask him to. I'm really not that picky...there are a lot of girls more picky than me. Unfortunately, I'm just not pretty enough to catch boy's eyes. I mean, I guess I'm cute in the face, but I'm not skinny enough for the guys that I always end up liking.

Gah. I am just in an absolute SHIT mood today. I always put my eggs in one boy basket that I'm SURE likes me back finally, then when I find out he doesn't (as it has always been at this point in my life), I die inside for a while. I'm in the dead inside portion. This has to happen before I recover.

Oh, god, I don't know how I'll be able to see him today. I guess I have to do what I always do when I'm sad: hide it. I'm really good at hiding it when I want to. So, yeah.

I'm just...I don't understand why. That's all I don't understand. I THOUGHT I'd presented myself to him in a romantic way. Apparently not enough.

Oh, another part of the "dead inside" portion-false hope. I keep telling myself that maybe he just likes her more than me, but he still likes me, and he just trusts me so he told me about it...
But then I'm like "NO. DON'T HURT YOURSELF." So I'm arguing with myself.

The day I met him was the day I started liking him. And the promise from others that he "liked me too" made that crush turn into something very close to being in love, and now...I'm just sad. Because I know that no matter how hard I try, I will always feel a bit of something close to love for him, whether we do end up dating, or (most likely) we do not.

Song of the day: "Teardrops on My Guitar" by Taylor Swift
Book/author of the day: There isn't one. Because all the books about unrequited love that I can think of ends up with the hero and the person they were lusting after together, or the hero of the novel ends up with someone else. Well, I'm not with him, and I'm still alone.

See you,
Miss M

Howdy Blogisphere

Wow, I've been really lazy lately, haven't I? Well, sorry, but I don't have anything to talk about. Just wanted to check in with everyone, let ya know I'm fine, but I've just been busy with school, so I haven't posted.

Apparently, we are watching a movie in my American Cit class. That's fun. At least we don't have to learn shit. Far better than learning shit. I'm not even watching, I'm listening to music and internetting.

So I found this feature in the ichat that shows you whoever's on ichat within the same area. So I see every person on ichat in my whole school.

Okay, I'm getting bored with this now.

Song of the day: "Amie" by Pure Prairie League
Book of the day: "The Hunger Games" by Suzanne Collins. Hey, that book is always good!

See ya later!!
Miss M  

Something I hate

You know what I hate? When people make cryptic posts on social media sites and don't explain what they meant later.

Like, recently a friend has been posting all about how she's been having multiple problems in her life and how they're hurting her so bad. She's posted multiple times, on multiple sites, over the last 4 or 5 days. So, trying to be a good friend this evening, I asked her what was wrong. She told me "so many things" were wrong, so I told her I had time if she wanted to talk about them. But then she starts going on about how she doesn't have time, but not in a nice way. I mean, her texts had a snippy tone to them. So I said back, trying to make my text sound like I was appalled, that I was disappointed but whatever. Then she sent one back, real pissed off, that obviously I didn't care so why was I bothering her because she was trying to fix them RIGHT NOW. I mean, WHAT? So I sent back one more telling her I didn't want to argue but I was saying one more thing: that I wouldn't have asked her in the first place if I didn't care.

What did I do? I was expressing interest in her problems, trying to possibly help her figure them out if she'd have only told me, but no. I don't even know.

Okay, I'll admit, I do this a little. But when I do it, it's things like "Why can't I do anything without a debacle?!" or, "The guy I like came back today <3". The difference with me, though, would be that I'd most likely explain what they meant if I was asked. Like, if you asked me about the debacle thing, I'd explain all the problems I've been having while volunteering at a football stadium (I will post about all that either later in the week or maybe even tomorrow, if I remember. That doesn't have anything to do with today's post so I'm not explaining it here. Back to the post.). And if they asked me about the second thing, and if I trusted them enough, I'd tell them who the guy I like is. But if I didn't trust them enough, I'd say something like "Oh, you don't know him" (my friends really don't...he goes to a different high school) or "I'm trying to figure out if he likes me right now, so I don't want to say who it is just yet". You know, perfectly plausible reasons.

All I don't understand about this is, she was taking time out of her "problem fixing" to post on social media about how she's had so many problems, and yelling at me about how she couldn't explain her problems to me because she's in the middle of fixing them, when she obvious had time to complain about them elsewhere. So why couldn't she just tell me WHAT THE FUCKING PROBLEMS ARE. Argh!

Okay, sorry, just had to get that out of my system. Complaining over.

Author of the day: Meg Cabot. Because every girl should read at least one of her books in their life.
Song of the day: I Won't Say I'm in Love from Disney's Hercules. Because it's very true for me right now.

See you next time,
Miss M