Life, the universe, everything.

Kay, so a lot has happened.

Brian came home! It's, like, the best thing ever! I got so so so tired of being the only kid at home. I didn't grow up as an only child, so I'm not used to it. Geez, I missed him!

Christmas! Not so fun actually... I got absolutely no sleep all week. On Monday, I realized something was wrong with Brian's R4 for his DS (his gift for Christmas). I have no idea what happened, but it just didn't feel like working. I didn't want to be fixing it with him awake (since, you know, that would spoil the surprise) so I stayed up fixing it! I eventually got it fixed, though. Be proud of me.
Then on Tuesday I couldn't seem to sleep...
Then on Wednesday, Brian and I...uh...watched Santa decorate downstairs. We also watched Stardust (which I'd never seen before since when Colin and I went...it decided not to show) which was a really cute movie.
So, Christmas morning, I was feeling a little sick. I thought it was just lack of sleep. First I was all dizzy and my stomach kind of hurt. So, we headed out to go to the Missionary Party. We got on this big boat and had dinner and had a White Elephant gift exchange. When we got to the place where the boat was waiting for all the missionaries to show up, I started feeling /really/ dizzy while everyone was just standing there talking. Finally I asked if we could sit down. Then, I rested my head on my arms and tried to fall asleep but just my hands fell asleep. And then they wouldn't wake up. I shook them, I hung them down so the blood would rush to them, I tried a lot of things, but they just got worse.
When we finally got on the boat, I rushed to the bathroom. I ended up throwing up several times. Yeah. Not fun. Then, my stomach decided it wasn't done throwing up when there was nothing left in it. This caused it to start seizing up on itself. That was some of the worst pain I've ever felt in my life.
Eventually, it kind of gave up and I felt a little better.

Oh, also, I was given a part in the CC play. She just won't tell me which part. We're doing two plays (since, you know, we only get 45 minutes as it is, let's cut it down to 20!) They're both by this french lady. They're called 'God of Carnage' and 'Life x3'. They have potential. A LOT more potential than Blood Wedding *shudder*. To be honest, I'm really relieved she put me in. I was fully expecting her to pull a Callum on me. She's decided to hate me lately. I don't know why, but it's getting REALLY frustrating. Everything is my fault. I had the nerve to be allergic to the metallic wig she bought for me, I made the horrible mistake of asking if she needed help with anything (how dare I bother her with insignificant things), and there weren't enough umbrellas so I gave mine to Marian (how rude of me. Anyway, Miss Hanson had just been saying that the only person who 100% NEEDED an umbrella was Marian). I'm not even sure she's noticed she's doing it. But it's not just me (which I'm kind of releived to say). Other people have noticed it too.

I had the weirdest dream a couple of nights ago! It was about 'The Increadible Observable Fish'! With a title like that, you know it's going to be good! Basically, the goal of the game was to observe this fish and get out alive. I'm not sure why. It just was. It started with me in this pretty garden. Green trees, lots of flowers, little ponds. It was nice. But there was something sinister in the air. Walking down the path, I was like, "This isn't too bad!" when I saw a bunny. It had caught a fish (not the increadible observable fish, just a normal one) for its dinner (apparently bunnies eat fish). I was like, "Awww, it's a bunny! I bet it's face is really cute. Hey! Look at me!" So, it looked at me. Its face was half fish. Or robot. I jumped and started running away too fast to get a good look. I spent the next little while trying to forget about it but also trying to decide if it was a fishy robot, or a roboty fish. And if it was half fish, was it cannebilism that it was about to eat a fish?
plot gap
This part was really weird. It looked like it was animated with clay. But we were standing in this building, about to head into the frightful game of 'The Increadible Observable Fish'. There was this air duct that we were supposed to jump in. There were these three girls and this guy who looked like Yoru from Shugo Chara:
but more serious. The oldest girl told us that the shute wouldn't go very fast. We hopped in. She was wrong. It went really fast. When we hit the bottom, there was a sign that said something along the lines of "It would be awful to die before your nineteenth birthday". The oldest girl looked at it, gulped and started running off. A narrarator, who sounded a lot like the narrarator from Pushing Daisies, said "She would know. Her ninteenth birthday was two weeks away."
The Yoru character ran off and I was left to my own devices. There were people with guns shooting people trying to get through to observe the fish. It was really long and epic. Eventually, I got to the area where the fish was. There was no protection and lots and lots and lots of guns. I ran for it. Then I woke up.

All hail the dead puppy girl!

Tonight's show went crazy. So many things went wrong. On purpose...It was intense.

-There were these two stagehands who constantly make out back stage. It gets SO annoying. They have this little stairwell (the one that leads to the fire exit) where they spend all their time eating each other's faces off. We got so sick of it, we decided we'd put an end to it. Sierra told them that Miss Hanson was looking for them during intermission. While they were away, we ran in there and dumped water all over the steps. We really wanted them to sit in the water, but Mr. DuBois found the water first (Kelly quickly said he accidently dropped his water bottle). Chiaka was the funniest. We told her what we were planning so she wouldn't be worried when we ran in with buckets of water. She was like, "Do what ever you want, but make sure it doesn't touch the props." Then we found her backstage snickering to herself. Then at one point she passed me and was like, "We have hot water too." For those of you who don't know Chiaka, it's really fun to see her willing to pull a prank or something. She's this perfect girl who's always got everything under control. Rediculously under control. Seriously, I think she has magic abilities.

-Every night Sierra and I have had movements we've had to work into the show (I'd demonstrate, but it's kind of hard to do with text. At any rate, it's REALLY hard to work things like that in my character). Tonight we had three. It was really hard.

-Sierra actually managed to squeeze a "That would be wigga-wigga-wack" into one of her lines

-At one point Eliza says, "Do my clothes belong to me or to colonal Pickering?" (Pickering pays for the clothes at the beginning). Higgens says, "What would Pickering do with your clothes?". Tonight, Raf (who plays Pickering) ran on stage in a skirt. It was brief, but the whole audiance saw it.. They laughed. Really hard.





Oh, also, apparently I'm fameous at NIST (one of the other international schools in Bangkok). I'm known as 'the dead puppy girl'. Their drama teacher was the guest director at CC (yeah, we went all the way to Manila to be taught by someone from Bangkok). At one point someone asked me how I make myself cry. I was like, "Oh, I dunno. I just go backstage and think of dead puppies and stuff..." They came to the show. When I came on stage, I guess the director turned to her students and was like, "That's the dead puppy girl!

Because I'm bored.

I was playing on Youtube and thought I'd share some of my new favorite videos!

The future in exercising

A warning to us all

Well, excuuuuussse me, princess! (Warning: Really annoying)

Slinky cat takes the stairs

So, I just had the weirdest dream...

I was playing DS and I guess I dozed off during some of the between-the-action things (admittedly, even the 'action' parts of this game aren't very...'actiony'). Anyway, onto the dream!

It started when we were going home to Utah. I was really upset because my parents had been like, "Okay! Let's go home!" without giving me any warning. So, I didn't get to say good bye to my friends.
Driving through Midway was sad because EVERYTHING had changed (all these new houses and areas and stuff). I even saw one sign that said, "Welcome to Park City!" I was like, "Midway's gotten that big?"
So, we went to church for a fireside or something. I sat there sniffling for a while...

PLOT GAP

Now...I was still in the changed Midway area...but I was kind of elsewhere too. I had met a bunch of people and joined this group thing. I guess they got a lot of new members every so often and were thrilled to have us. We were almost like the Lost Boys. It was pretty fun!
Suddenly, as I was adjusting to the group, the leader girl was like, "Okay, guys. Get ready for whale feeding!" Everyone was like, "Aww..." and I was like, "Whale feeding?" She explained to me the main purpose of our group. Feeding this particular giant whale.
She told me to find something of mine that I would be willing to part with to feed the whale. My pile of stuff pretty much consisted of shoes (holes in them), Pickles' favorite toy, and a little plastic red thing that looked like a baby toy. I couldn't give up the shoes (I gotta have shoes!) and I didn't want to throw away Pickles' favorite toy, so that left me with the baby toy. But I felt bad because Marian had given it to me for my birthday and she was there.
But, finally, I decided to go with the toy. I tried to make a big deal out of how much it sucked that I had to give up the toy for Marian's benefit.
And, now, it was time for whale feeding.
We all piled in our little car...boat...thing and drove to the river (which we lived on so I don't know why we drove there). We stood on this wooden platform and waited for the whale. As we waited, the leader girl told me to hold out my offering when he comes. I'd know when it was okay to let go.
The whale came up out of the water and began to inhale like crazy (like Lord JabuJabu in Ocarina of Time). Everyone ran up, let go of their offering (so it would suck into the thing's mouth), and ran back. My baby toy made a pretty noise as it got sucked into the whale's mouth.
When the whale left, everyone was like, "All right. Now the hard part."
We climed into the bus/boat and got ready to go. Everyone was a bit pale. I was like, "What's going on here?" The leader lady explained it to me.
She told me that we couldn't just feed the whale. Now we had to be rammed by the whale (I don't know why. It made perfect sense in the dream). Basically, we would float there and wait for the whale. It would eventually come and ram into us (hard). We would abandon ship as fast as possible (I mentioned how expensive it must be to get a new ship every day. One of the guys was like, "Yeah, that's why it's not a very good ship."
The drive to the place where we were to be rammed was different than the drive to feeding it. This time, everyone was quiet. And, I noticed, everyone was wearing their seatbelts. I scurried for mine and realized my foot was caught under the guy sitting in the seat in front of me. I tried to pull it out discreetly, but he was like, "Dude, this seat is taken!" I was like, "You're sitting on my foot!" and he was like, "Oh. Sorry." He let me have my foot back. So, I bucked my seatbelt and watched the road go by nervously.
We made it to the river thing and drove into the middle of it. Everyone began bracing themselves the best way possible. I was like, "Now we just wait?" the guy next to me was like, "Now we just wait." One of the guys in the front was like, "DRAAAMAAATIIIIC!" but nobody really laughed.
As I sat there, bracing myself, the thought occured to me that maybe this was a dream. I decided that, indeed, it was a dream and that meant I probably wasn't going to see the car/boat rammed by the whale. Which was kind of sad since this was the climax of the story.
Then I woke up.

All Hallow's Eve

Yes, yes. I know what you're saying. "Halloween has been over for, like, a week!" Yeah, well...deal.

It all started the Saturday before Halloween. Sierra, Ben, Isa, Stephanie, and I went to be a part of Sierra's sister's haunted house for Thai orphans. I really regret not getting a picture. May I say, I was pretty dang scary! I was wearing this dress:

(I'll make a post about my dresses later when I stop being lazy and take some pictures). I put my hair in half-pigtails, ratted them up crazily, and put really really long black ribbons in each pigtail. I also put some intimidating make-up around my eyes and knee length black and white striped socks with lace along the top.

At first they were like, "Why don't you be the patient the doctors are operating on?" I was like, "Okay" and they proceeded to lead me to a table covered in fake blood. Uh, no. I'm sorry, but I am in love with this dress. Did they really expect me to lie down in a bunch of red?
So, I ran off and joined Sierra and Stephanie in this room with an intense strobe light. You can imagine how tiring that got after a while. Constant flashing is quite painful!

When the kids came in, I poised myself like a ballerina porcelain doll. As they walked by, I would try to lurch suddenly toward them, but it didn't really work because they were in such tight groups there wasn't enough room for me to do that without hitting some people (which was against the rules).

One guy walked in and, once he saw me, shouted "FARONG" and walked on. I was like, "what?" since, you know, most of the people in there were farongs.
One little girl entered the room, saw me, and said in a thick accent, "beautiful!" and grabbed me by the arm. That kind of freaked me out!
One group that seemed especially wound up came in, saw me, backed up blindly, ran into Sierra, freaked, and ran out. I got a big laugh out of that one!

For the second half, someone stole our room, which I was unhappy about since I quite liked my setup. So, the people in charge asked me to sit at the table with the mirror and act like the girl in The Ring (brushing my hair and stuff). Yeah, because me with my short mussed up pigtails totally looked like this:

Anyway, the brush was covered in fake blood which was also going to drip on my dress. So, I positioned myself and angled the mirror so that when people turned the corner, they would see the reflection of my face in the mirror. Keeping a neutral face and letting my eye makeup seem more intense in the lighting, I would stare at them in the mirror and turn my head sharply when they'd get close. Then, when they weren't really looking anymore, I'd stand up and stare at them. Occasionally someone would look over their shoulder and see me standing. That scared them!

The best was when Isa, who was in the room in front of me, would scare them so they'd back in without looking at me. They'd turn around and be like, "Gah!"
At one point, some stupid kid was all 'tough' and not afraid of me. He stared defiantly into my eyes for a while but, when I stood up, he ran into the next room really fast. Isa and I laughed about that for a while!
Then there was this guy with a fancy camera who really looked like he knew what he was doing with it. He took, like, six pictures of me. He took one in the mirror that I really wish I had asked for!

I also got lots of people afterwords wanting pictures with me and telling me I was scary ^-^


Then came Halloween! It was pretty dang epic. We dressed up as Zombies (I know, clever costume) and stayed in character the entire night! We groaned and limped and remained unfocused. It was awesome! We were famous by the night's end!

There was this one lady who, as we came moaning and groaning up the driveway, said in a southern accent, "Look! It's mummies? Mummies...mummies..." and then some guy behind her was like, "Dawn of the Living Dead!" and she was like, "Yeah! Dawn of the Living Dead!" When she dropped candy into my bag, she was like, "Did you get a gee-tar while trick-er-treatin?" (note that I took a ukulele and when we would knock on a door, I would zombie strum the thing and we'd all sway)

We also went into this haunted house. As we entered, we found ourselves wondering where the scary was. Not a single person jumped out to scare us. We were like, "uhh..." Then, when we exited the haunted house, we realized why no one was left in there! Every single one of them was stone-cold drunk. Some lady walked up and grabbed Isa and I around the shoulders and was like, "These guys found friends! They found friends in there! There were friends for them in there!" because, I guess, we were zombies and so we felt right at home with all the monsters (or...styrofoam tombstones since that was pretty much all that was in there.)

We were so tired by the time we got to Ben's house. It's quite a ways from Sierra's and we limped the whole way. We got in and were like, "water! Give us water!" then, pretty much the very second we left, it started to rain. Hard. We had already made our way around this little path and we were like, "Ah! Now what?" Sierra ran toward the little playground and was like, "shelter!" then she turned around and ran back and was like, "metal!" So, we tried to hang under this tree, but it started dripping. That's when we noticed we were right behind Ben's house. So, we climbed over the fence and went back in.

Memorable quotes from the night:
Little girl who couldn't say her rs: "You're weird..."
Stupid little boy: "I'm not falling for it."
Marian's entire golf cart: "AAAAAAH! AAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Rachel (on the golf cart): "Marian! You had better make this thing go faster or I'm going to shoot you!" (or something like that)

Oh, Sierra also almost killed a child. She scared her into the street in front of a car.
It was pretty fun!

After ten years, I've finally done it.

Yes. I finally beat the best game ever created: The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.

Over the years, I've tried to finish it multiple times. But every time something got in the way. In the beginning, it was Jabu Jabu's belly. It was disgusting. And I couldn't find my way around. Hey, I was seven! That's a pretty hard-core game for a seven-year-old!

Then, I tried several more times. I got really far once. But then I kept getting bored trying to do the same stuff I had done before. I finished the first half of the game a good eight or nine times. A few years ago I was like, "Okay. This is rediculous. I'm going to finish this game!" So, I started playing again. I got super far. I was going to finish! Then...we moved. And we left the 64 behind. So, I had to start over again (downloading the game onto my Wii).

I finally got all the way through this time! There were some times I wanted to throw the controler through the screen and watch that stupid fairy go up in sparks. There were times I wanted to take that master sword and jam it down Link's throat. But, fortunatley, that's not an option in the game. So, I just played it instead.

I maintain my belief that this is the greatest game ever created. It's absolutley spectacular. The graphics (for 1998) are beautiful, the world is huge (something fairly new when this came out), the puzzles are clever, and the plot is fascinating.

Though, I do wonder how the heck this game got an E rating...


This stuff's enough to give any child nightmares.

WWW Woes

Why is this so hard? I don't know where to go for Week Without Walls! I really REALLY want to go to Japan - but no one wants to go with me! I don't want to be all lonely. Marian wants to go to Greece and I want to go with Marian...but I don't want to go to Greece! I hate sightseeing. It's so boring. So, what do I do? *sigh*

Dreams!

So, I've had a couple of dreams. Let me tell you about them!

So, first there was this guy. He really wanted to go out with me. He asked me week after week to the big dance (because apparently we have a big dance every Friday). One day, I found him at my house. I was upset. I went downstairs and complained to my mom. She was like, "Just go with him once" but I was like, "Then he'll think we're going out and I'll have to go with him again and again and again and again!"
Suddenly, there was a different guy standing outside the glass door waving at me. We were super heroes, you see. He was like, "Amber! We have to go! Emergency!" I was like, "YES! Escape excuse!" and ran out to meet him. My powers keep changing throughout the dream, but at this point one of my powers was making my body light in the wind (like in Shugo Chara with Amulet Heart). I made myself light and grabbed the guy's hand so we could fly away. The annoying dance going guy saw me and, to my surprise, it bothered me. I wanted to explain, but we were already up, up, and away! I looked back at the super-hero guy and was like, "How odd. 20 minutes ago I didn't have any guys to be confused about...and now I have two."
We kept flying and passing these big, square tombstones that were from a previous battle. The villain had somehow tried to kill everyone and had made tombstones for them, but he didn't succeed. I wondered if there was a tombstone for me since I was at the battle. They were passing us in alphabetical order and I was waiting for my name to pop up. The tombstone that was supposed to come before mine had a guy sunbathing on top of it. There was no tombstone for me.
We landed a ways away. The super hero guy was like, "Let's take this!" and grabbed a little beat-up buggy type thing that looked like it belonged to Robin. We jumped on but, when superhero guy tried to start it, it just backed up suddenly. I was like, "I'll take care of this" and used my powers, which at this point were something to do with electricity, to start it. We drove to this big, really cool indoor garden thing. The last of the civilians were fleeing and the room was left full of super heroes!
We darted in to help. There was a villain there who had the ability to turn sticks (like, the kind you get off of trees) into monsters. This part was visually really cool! The sticks would turn into these people - generally pale or blue skinned. The girls were wearing torn Lolita dresses and the boys had nice pants, a dress shirt, and cool striped vests. A bunch of these monsters started toward us and we backed up as one. I accidentally stepped out of my shoe and noticed there was red in it. I was like, "Is my foot bleeding?" but I didn't have time to worry about it. There were too many monsters.
I reached into my pocket and found a button. I threw it at one of the monsters and it got distracted by the shiny. I was like, "Ah-ha! They get distracted easily!"
The villain, I guess, hadn't known that either. She was like, "Cool!" and stopped the monsters. She turned to us and said, "Okay, how about we try and distract them? I'll send five, and you five throw stuff at them three times. Then I'll stop them...hm...maybe I shouldn't be doing this...oh well! Ready?" I started searching myself for stuff I could throw. I had my hat, and I could break the buttons off my jacket, and the one shoe that I still had... "Go! Throw something!" We did. After a while she was like, "Throw something else!" This went on for a while before the villain got tired of it and sent more monsters to finish us. I had two running after me - a pale girl wearing a blue Sweet Loli dress that she shouldn't have been wearing because she was fat, and a smaller girl wearing a purple Sweet Loli dress that was too big for her.
Two was too much for me to handle! I saw Sierra standing over by the side doing nothing so I was like, "Sierra! Help me!" she just stood there. "Sierra! Help me!" I guess she thought it was a joke because she just smiled. "SIERRA! HELP ME!" someone else was like, "Just help her, man!" So, Sierra grabbed the fat one. I grabbed the little one and pushed her back really hard. Somehow she got caught hanging on a laundry line. This part was also really cool visually. Her dress splayed out in the wind as she hung there and I was like, "Ohmygosh. It's the cover of the book!" because I guess we were in a book. I was like, "I caused the cover of the book! That's so cool!"
Then I woke up.

Next dream!

I can't remember all of this dream because it was insanely long. But I know we were on a mission of some sort. There was a big group of us trekking through the mountains. We came to this mansion on top of a hill "We should set up base there". But to get there we had to climb this insanely slippery, muddy slope. Evenutally everyone got up, but all this stuff was still at the bottom. "I'll go get it" I sighed. I slid down the slope, put on a bunch of the clothes that were left, and climbed back up. "Okay, someone's sweater...a backpack...pair of shorts..." it went on for a while as I slowly stripped other people's clothes off and gave them back. Ben delightedly took a picture when I was wearing some guy's swimming suit on top of my own clothes.
It took several trips to get everyone's stuff. The last time I slid down, there was all this Mario stuff. Like, a star and a Fireflower and stuff like that. So, I gathered it all up and went back up the slope for the last time.
Plot gap!
4 of us were trying to break onto this spaceship looking thing that had landed near the mansion. I guess that was our mission. Once we got on, we were met with quite a disturbing sight. There were thousands of people sitting in these chairs, all wearing white, and just staring forward. There were several levels of these chairs. They had been brainwashed. We tried to sneak on, but were caught. The 'caretakers' dressed us in white and left us waiting to be brainwashed. One of the other girls turned to me and was like, "Try to think of the thing that matters most to you. Maybe they can wipe our minds, but they can't touch something so deeply etched into our soul". I tried to think of my family.
Plot gap! There are lots of these, unfortunatly.
I'm not sure if we escaped or what, but we were trying to stir up rebellion. It was hard to convince the people of anything because they had the minds of a six year old. One who doesn't listen. Since we had been dressed in white, the 'caretakers' had a hard time catching us. We'd just take an empty chair and stare vacantly at the seat in front of us. I set up base on an empty chair on the top level.
Slowly, the rebellion was growing. We convinced people by weaving intricate tales of their old home. Of the world. We told them about grass and trees and even the muddy slope I had to climb. But nothing convinced them so thorougly as rain. They loved our stories about rain. Rain would bring bits of their memories back to them. Each time the 'caretakers' caught someone actualy thinking, it would be right back to the mindsweeping. But, slowly, it was getting hard for them to keep up. We had sacrificed a lot to get here - one of the original 4 rebels, Scott was his name apparently, had been brainwashed multiple times and even shot once.
Plot gap. This is the suckiest gap. I can only imagine how awesome this part was.
We won! Somehow we had crashed the ship and all the people were free. They were looking at wonder at their surroundings and re-discovering family members. I, myself, found my little sister who had been captured at a young age.
Suddenly, water started falling. I looked up to see if the ship was leaking, but found myself lookingn at dark clouds and listening to thunder.
It was raining.
I burst into tears as everyone looked to the sky. I hadn't seen rain for years. Suddenly, I realized it was my sister's birthday. I told her so and a little kid came up to me. "Hey, why is it your sister's birthday?"
"Why? How come?"
"Because the day your sister was born, my mama was captured"
Then I woke up.

Gah! Not again!

Kay, so my hotmail account has sent out another mass-email that wasn't from me. So, I disabled the account (at least, I think I did. Hard to say, really)

So, you won't be able to reach me at purpleplayingpenguin any more. It's gone. Now, if you want to e-mail me, it has to be at bibliobihullabaloo@gmail.com

Just a heads up!

Best day ever

Today was a wonderful day! First, it was alternate dress day. So, I got up and put on my lolita-ish dress (well...sort of. It's not really as cute as it should be. "Lolita inspired" if you will). So, all day I got all kinds of 0_o looks! And I was like ^-^! It was great!

Then, after school, everyone was going to RDA. But I didn't really feel like it. I was tired, it was hot, and I didn't want to get horse unmentionables all over my new dress. So, I wandered over to the new Manga Club. I was a little hesitant to go because I was afraid it would just make me miss Colin and Britta. But, it wasn't like I had anything else to do. So, I entered the room. First thing I noticed: there were a TON of people there! I was late and they were already watching an episode of something. I wandered around the room and ended up sitting on a desk at the back because everything else was already taken. After we finished that episode (I'm not sure what it was from...but it was funny), we discussed what we should do as a club. It was epic. Everyone understood my obscure references and had references of their own! We decided we would watch Anime (big surprise), have frequent days for gaming, and make our own manga! I get to be a writer! We even discussed what we should do for Munch n Music! We were thinking of doing a cosplay cafe to raise money for the club. Then we might do Hare Hare Yukai for the show!

I left that in high spirits and played N + while I waited for everyone to come back from RDA. Shea, Sierra, and I went to Sierra's house and hung out for a while. We threw stuffed animals back and forth and laughed a lot. After a while Ben and Isa came and we talked about random crap for a while. The entire conversation was funny and smooth running. To me, it seemed like the best conversation we've had since our friends left. There was so much laughter my stomach hurt by the end! Then Ben tried on my floofily slip. Here's the scary thing: it looked normal. Like, really. It looked like something he might wear. So, he kept it on for when the kids from JIS came (Sierra is housing some kids for the Jazz festival). We were able to keep completely straight faces as Ben paraded around in my slip and Sierra's scarf. When they asked him about it, he was just like, "Oh, I just felt like wearing it today". They believed us for a while. The second the door closed behind them so they could change their clothes, we burst into laughter. It was really funny!

When they came in for dinner, we forced them to intermingle with us by taking up every other chair. So, the entire dinner was loud and funny as we all discussed random things. Oh, and at the beginning Sierra's dog, Chewy, came in. She jumped in one of the guy's laps and promptly peed all over him. After dinner, we went up to Sierra's guest house and discovered that all of them except one had DSs. So, we played Mario Kart for, like, an hour. It was epic. They're really REALLY good.

And, so, here I am. Pleased with the best day I've had in a while.

DON'T CLICK THE LINK!

Sooo...today I logged onto my e-mail and got this message:

Hey friends:
We are wholesale company which can offer you laptops, digital cameras, videos, GPS，cell phone, mp4, game console and many other electron products. We can offer you both highest quality products and best price. Also we could give you favorable discount if you order more. All of our products are brand new and original; if you need any help, please contact us.
*insert links*

Well, no. I didn't get the message personally. Apparently, I sent the message to everybody on my contact list and it didn't make it to three. Except, I didn't actually send that message. I don't know where it came from or who sent it, but it wasn't me! So, if you get that e-mail from me, don't click the links. Goodness knows where they lead and what viruses they may contain.

So, I changed my e-mail! Now you can e-mail me at bibliobihullabaloo@gmail.com

Oh, also, does anyone know how to change your blogger e-mail? I tried and it said "You can not associate a Gmail address with your Google Account." -Um...what? Isn't Gmail set up with Google?



In other news, school tomorrow. Ew.

I wrote a sucky story! Are you proud of me?

Yeah. There was this writing contest on this website, so I figured I'd join. There were six possible prompts you could get. Throwing dice decided your fate. I got this:

Uuuh...so...apparently I can't post the image. But here is a link.

Anyway, the story is really cliche and poorly worded and short and not suspenseful at all and just generally fails at life. I wrote it in half an hour at 2 in the morning. What do you expect from me? And I have nothing better to do with my life than to share my fail story with you all. So, here we go!

------

There's only one problem with being a mad genius: It doesn't exactly pay the bills. That's how I wound up trying to force a needle into a squealing five-year-old's arm. I had only the best intentions, I assure you. You see, I became a doctor as a matter of survival. The expenses of villining can be...extravagant. Besides, “Dr. Diabolical” sounds a lot cooler than "Mr. Diabolical" or "That Diabolical Guy", don't you think?
"Will you hold still?!"
"You'll never take me alive!" I was growing weary of this fight. In one quick movement, I gripped the little girl's shoulders, leaned in close to her face, and whispered, “At this point, I couldn’t care less if I gave this shot to you alive or dead, but either way you’re going to have it. You’d better hold still if you value your life.”
“Dr. D?” A nurse had appeared at the door.
“I’m busy.”
“You have another patient waiting for you in your office.”
“...fine.” After jamming the needle into the little girl’s arm as hard as I could, I set about the mundane task of checking in on my next patient. What would it be this time? Some teenager who can’t move his hands anymore because he played too many video games? Some stupid kid who swallowed a penny? Yawning, I opened the door.

I almost dropped my clipboard.

Sitting there, in my office, waiting for me...my arch nemesis: Admiral Admirable! I ducked behind the door, grinning from ear to ear. I couldn't believe it. Months were spent trying to track this guy down and here he comes, skipping in to my office on a silver platter! Well, actually he was sitting on the paper doctors use to keep things sanitary, but it might as well have been silver. After hastily putting on a surgical mask to hide my face and smoothing back my distinctive green hair, I walked boldly into the room.
"Are you Dr. D?" The fool had no idea.
"Yes. I'm Dr. D. Now, what seems to be the problem?"
"Last night, I think I broke my wrist saving a bus full of young children! That fiend, Dr. Diabolical, was trying to vaporize them with a high-powered laser!" Funny, that's not how I remembered it. As far as I recalled, he had been trying to hide behind the bus and had tripped on the way.
"That's very admirable, Admiral."
"Yes, it is. It's a good thing I was there."
"A good thing, indeed. Now, does this hurt?" I jammed my pen as hard as I could into the darkest part of his bruised wrist.
"GAH! Yes!"
"I see...and this?"
"OUCH!"
"How about this?"
"STOP!" I smiled behind my mask.
"I'm sorry, was I being too rough?"
"Nothing's too rough for me!"
"Good...so, Admiral. I'm sure it must be frightening to be a super hero, what with all the villains about. Tell me about it."
"Fear? I don't even know what fear is!"
"Don't know what fear is? Well, what about that brilliant man who broke your wrist?"
"Dr. Diabolical? Oh, please. That guy couldn't smart his way out of a paper baaAAAUGH!"
"Ooops. I slipped."
"Anyway, That Diabolical Guy isn't nearly as smart as me. He should be glad I teeched him a lesson!"
"Yes...well, I think we should take an x-ray."
Hopping on the scale, I flipped the light switch three times and waited for my secret laboratory to emerge behind the medicine cabinet. "Follow me."

I thought the Admiral's eyes were going to pop out of their sockets as he walked behind me through the lab. "This is where we do our testing. We put the x-ray here so that it wouldn't give the workers cancer. Take off your shirt and lie down on this table."
This was just too easy.
"Now hold still while I strap you in."
"Why are you strapping me in so tight?"
"To make sure you don't move. No matter what happens."
My hands were beginning to shake in anticipation as I stuck monitors to his bare chest.
"What are those for?" His eyes were beginning to darken with realization.
"I want to hear every. last. heartbeat."
"This seems a little extravagant fo-mmph" by the time I had covered his mouth, my breath was coming in uncontrollable bursts.
"For an x-ray? Maybe a little. But I want to make sure nothing goes wrong."
He had realized his mistake. The heartbeat sped to an alarmingly satisfying rate. "Oh, dear." The surgical mask fluttered to the ground, revealing my manic grin.

"It appears we're going to have to operate."




------

Yeah. Reading it again I'm having second thoughts about posting it at all. It really does fail. But, oh well. It was fun to write. I love prompts.

So, yeah. That's all.

Life as we know it

So, I had a dream the other day...it wasn't as cool as Britta's Ninja Theatre dream, but, you know, I have nothing else to write about.

So, a little background. My 'best friend since second grade' back home, Wendy, is training for the Olympics in cross country skiing (2010). She's pretty dang serious about it, too. She's at this boarding school that's all like, "We'll train you" and stuff.

Well, in my dream, apparently it was 2010 and Wendy made it. So, I began my trek to Canada so I could watch. As I was walking, this kid (who I apparently knew) runs up and starts trying to shoot me. I was like, "What the weird!" and ran. I go to hide at my home (Ha, he'll never find me there!)

Well, I guess I got tired of the Olympic idea because I went to school the next day. I was wearing that new Lolita-ish dress I had a tailor make for me a while ago in real life.(but it didn't quite turn out how I had hoped...) I was with this guy who was apparently my best friend when that gun guy shows up again! But this time he has a tazer gun. He tazers my friend who's all like, "Run!" and I turn around and tear up these stairs at high speed.

But the guy's still after me. This was a really scary scene. The guy was all, like, faster than me. So, he catches up and grabs me and whispers in a menacing voice, "Aw, what's wrong Amber? SCARED?" and he pushes me up a few steps so I keep running. He catches up and grabs me again and rips the back of my dress so the tazers would hit skin rather than cloth and he's like, "Don't like to be manhandled?!" and pushes me again. Then, I get away and I run out of the building and into this big open field. I keep running and he chases me. Then I jump into this river and try to swim accross really fast. When I get to the other side, he's already there, but he doesn't know that I am. He looks confused and is looking the other way like he lost me. So, I try to sneak really quietly back into the river but he hears me splash and looks at me. Then I woke up.

Soooo, apparently if Wendy goes to the Olympics, I'm going to be attacked by some crazy kid with a tazer gun on my trek to Canada.




Kay, so I FINALLY watched the Avatar fanale today (don't even make me describe how hard it was to get it). Eh-pic. Everything was like, "FWOOOSH!" and "WOOOAH!" and the fights were like "SWEESH!" and the jokes were all like, "HAAAA". Everything was so awesome it deserves to be capatalized.




Hm...what else? Oh, well, I've decided to draft this girl named Phoebe Lewis into our group. See, she's moving here and she's in theatre. I sent her a message on Facebook and she replied and she seems nice enough. Let's just hope she's not actually any good at theatre. My chances already seem to be whithering without a new threat. Unfortunatley for me, she has some pretty theatrical pictures on her Facebook. She looks experianced -_-'

Dream World!

So, yesterday I went to Dream World (amusement park) with Britta, Isa, and Ben. It was intense. First thing we see: Tour bus full of Chinese people. Second thing we see: Some guy with his socks pulled way up. Third thing we see: Not a ticket booth. There were these windows but they were all empty. So, as I liberally applied sunscreen, Ben wandered over to this little room labeled 'Information'. Yeah, you buy tickets there. Not the ticket booth. Don't be silly. It was an awful lot less for Thais, so we spent a while scrambling for our school IDs before we finally had the little bracelet things on. Then, it was time to enter!

We ran over to the entrance where there were these guys wearing bright orange and blue outfits standing under a big gate with all kinds of cogs and gears and castle things and other cartoony stuff was spinning around in greeting. As we walked through the gate, one of the guys in the oh-so-fashionable outfit greeted Britta with an oh-so-fashionable "Hi, beautiful"

Feeling oh-so-creeped out, we wandered into the love garden which looked rather suspiciously Alice and Wonderland-esque. Cute couples sat on benches taking cute pictures full of cute little hearts. And then there was some fat kid sitting alone on one of the benches and grimacing at his mother's camera.

The rides opened at 10:00. By which I mean, we went in at 10 and didn't get to ride anything until 10:30. The first ride we went on was called the Spider, and it was uber-fun. It was especially fun to watch the guy in the cart next to Britta and I frowning and glaring at us the whole time.

Then we went to Space Mountain, a clear rip of Disney Land's Space Mountain. It was quite fun and dark. And we screamed when these suddenly lit up above our heads unexpectedly. We went three times in a row before the Chinese tour group came and got in line. Then we left for this orange roller coaster (except, I could have gotten this chronologically wrong. Hard to say). It was the kind where you have your feet dangling and it was pretty fun. But the guy who was strapping people in kept staring at me with this creepy smile.

Then we saw this haunted house. We spent, like, an hour trying to convince Ben to go in, but he refused. So, Isa, Britta, and I went in feeling oh-so-brave. Until we saw that we would actually have to walk. Britta chickened out and left Isa and I to fend for ourselves. It was what you'd expect from a theme park haunted house. The gears of the fake monsters were louder than the scary music. But the fact that we were walking creeped us out. But in a different way than the entrance guy and the orange roller coaster guy. That was a more...slimy creepiness.

And the Pirate Ship! I love those things! But the second time we went on, there was this weird guy on the other side of the ship who, every time the ship would go up, made the sound of a howler monkey on steroids.

Then we went on the Super Splash! Our very own Splash Mountain rip-off...but shorter. Man, we got really wet. And then we went and stood where the wave would hit us when the other people would ride down. It was a big wave. Really. But we did miss out on the Grand Canyon (Rattlesnake Rapids for you Utahns). It was closed. Which sucks because I love those things.

And, of course, the FAIL RAIL! It was this monorail that went the speed of The Heber Creeper on a bad day. It was ridiculous. And the compartments were the size of a computer screen so our knees jammed into the seat across form us. It took us on a lovely tour so that we could see the air conditioners, a bucket, and the broken down Grand Canyon. And then there was the driver. He kept staring at us with these HUGE eyes. At this point I began to wonder if creepiness was in the job description. So, naturally, we went on the Fail Rail twice.

Other activities included the Giant House (A house that was giant. I think it was supposed to be the giant from Jack and the Beanstalk), an action show (there were these guys in SWAT uniforms and explosions and other testosterone filled stuff. I got endless amusement out of the graffiti on the wall. They had all these 'cool' things that made you think of rugged and hard core. And then there was a door (secret hideout entrance, perhaps?) with this stick-figure-esque thing with a mask appropriately labeled, 'bad'), and shaved ice (banana flavor was magical).

But the crowning moment for me was Snow Town. It cost an extra 150 baht, but was so worth it. It was basically this big fridge with ice that would pass as snow because the top was shaved a bit. According to the thermometer, it was -3.5 degrees Celsius. So it was jam-packed with all these people shivering in the corner. They had a little tubing hill that I just couldn't get enough of. Except at the bottom, there were these guys who were supposed to stop you from running into the wall. But they clearly haven't had a lot of experience with ice so whenever I went down, I either ran into the wall or had them stop me so forcefully I'd fly out of my tube. And the boots were funny. You had to wear their boots, because obviously, going into snow, you need boots. Except the boots were rain boots. Absolutely positively NO insulation. All boots are not created equal. I haven't been able to get such a full breath of air since the last time I had a winter, two years ago. I could have stayed all day. But everybody else was getting cold so we only stayed for, like, five minutes.

Then, at the end of the day, we realized how small the park was and how we'd already been on everything five times. So, Isa and I sat on a bench staring at people as they passed to see their reactions until it was time to go home. Ben and I went to Britta's and ate AMERICAN TOP RAMON!

It was the closest to an American day I've had in a long time.

E3

So, as many of you know, E3 is here. You know, the HUGEGANTIC gaming convention. It's awesome. Though, this year has been odd. Here's my rundown of the companies' press conferences:

Microsoft

So, pretty much the main idea of Microsoft was, "Take THAT, Sony!" They did a pretty good job this year. But the biggest shock was them taking Final Fantasy from Sony. Yep. Xbox 360 is releasing FFXIII. Crazy.

Sony

I think Sony had the best press conference this year. It just seemed to flow. I've never had a Sony System so it's hard for me to compare it to other years, but I thought most things they did were awesome. The biggest thing that caught my attention was their statistics. Rather than rambling on about them like Nintendo did, they put them in a level of one of the games they're releasing. It was a really clever way to get through the boring stuff.

Nintendo

I was pretty disappointed in Nintendo this year. Okay, majorly disappointed. Being a rabid Nintendo fangirl, I felt like this year they punched us (the core gamers) in the gut, left us sitting in the mud, and told us our moms said hi. I fear Nintendo may be compleatly deserting it's core gamers. I've been one of the people defending Nintendo's decision to market to casual gamers, but this was just too much.
Remember a year or two ago at the end of Nintendo's E3? Smoke and lights filled the auditorium, cool music flowed through the speakers, and Shiguru Miyamoto ran onstage with a Master Sword and shield. Yes, a new Zelda. The audiance burst into applause and jumped to their feet as everybody's favorite game designer proudly announced The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess. It was awesome.
Now, fastforward to a few days ago. The audiance was half asleep from the LOOONG presentation of facts and figures when, once again, the lights dimmed. Smoke filled the auditorium and lights danced through the air. When suddenly, the lights revealed something on stage: Miyamoto in something awesome? No. Some guy with a mohawk waving the wiimote and nunchuck around like an idiot. Yes. Wiimusic. That was their big hook. It's a stupid toy (not a game) where you press random buttons and it playes music for you. Not like Guitar Hero. It requires no skill. You literally just press buttons.
The lady presenting a lot of it also got really annoying. Talking about puppies and hurting her wrist. It got old. Fast. And the smiling! They were just so...happy! They were like XD :D :) :>
Not to say everything was a blow. The new Animal Crossing looks pretty good. But it's just Animal Crossing. It doesn't really look all that different from the last ones. And the new addition to the Wiimote looks AWESOME. It's now causing 1:1 movement. Which, though the game they're releasing it on looks like more minigames targeted and soccer moms and children, has great possibilities for the future.
Also, after the press confrence, they announced the #1 awesome thing: Pikmin 3. Yes, they officially announced it now. But they didn't spend any time on it. Someone had to ask them, "Are you making another Pikmin?" and after debating if they could tell us or not said, "We're making Pikmin."

Live Journal

So, my friends have decided we can only look at each others' blogs if we're on the same website. And they've adopted livejournal. So, now I have two blogs. But they'll be the same. I'll just copy and paste my entries from one into the other. But I like this ones layout waaaay better. So...yeah. Here's my "livejournal" in case you want to look at it (I'm not sure why you would. I literally copied and pasted the entries on this one to that one)

http://bibliobhulabalo.livejournal.com/

Musical!

The results are in! Next years musical will be My Fair Lady! What do I think of this? Well...I'm not sure. I love My Fair Lady! Eliza is a to-die for role. Except for one problem. She's also the ONLY role. So, basically, I'm either the lead or chorus. There's nothing in between. Except for a couple of non-singing roles.

I'm also worried about our extreme lack of guys. This show needs a whole mess of really strong guys that we don't have. We have a couple of super-talented guys, but not enough. Also, they're all basses (at least, all of the ones I've ever heard sing). We don't have tenors in theatre.

I've been given a shopping list. I need to find a bunch of stuff. My main concern is shoes. She wants character shoes that are ankle-high and lace up. It's hard to find shoes in my size! I'm also worried about a plain straw hat. I've already been looking for one for Colin's birthday (he wanted one) and couldn't find one. So, now I REALLY need it and am no closer to finding it!

Anyway, I imagine I'm going to spend a lot of time over the summer polishing my Cockney accent. And my British accent. Gosh, after Christmas Carol I was like "YEAH! No more Cockney! w00t!" So...out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Even more picture fun!

Shortly after posting all those pictures, We ended up taking up almost an entire day taking more pictures. So, here are some of the highlights!

It all started when we started talking about what our weapon would be if we were assassins. Mine would be razor-lined cards. I'd say something like "Go fish" before tossing the weapons at my victims. After the deed was done I'd say "Here's my card" as one card fluttered softly to the floor. Then I'd disappear in a flurry of cards!

Colin would have an umbrella. The top and ends would be daggers. And he'd enter creepily like Mary Poppins. Before departing, he'd say, "I hope I didn't leave you feeling...under the weather"

Britta would have a scarf. It would have glass shards all throughout the fabric and the little fringies on the end would be little bits of sharp metal. She'd say, "Prepare to be 'scarved' for life!"



That's when I noticed how very green Britta looked. So, we started playing with the color recognition thing on Colin's camera.

We tried doing it with the blue that I was wearing...but it didn't work very well.



So, I went and found some other blue stuff.



Then we went and found red stuff for Colin. But we couldn't play with color recognition anymore because his camera died and we had to use mine.



Then we noticed how awesome an orange picture would be with Pickles. So, that's what we did!

It all just exploded from there.

All right, it's official.

I've decided on my future. I'm going to win American Idol, become rich and famous, star in any show on Broadway I want, become a fabulously wealthy author, and then maybe I'll buy a ferret.

But, seriously, it seems like a great idea to me.

More picture fun! w00t!

You wouldn't believe how magical the Coke factory is! It's like visiting Willy Wonka's chocolate factory! But with more accountants.

Another one of those freak theatre storms.

Um...creepy?

Think of all the stories that could lead up to this picture! It's inspiring!

Leap for joy!

Britta the bully

This picture = epic win

*PUNT*

Random picture fun!

Trying to make contact with our shadow friends

Being emo makes me happy!

Fun with Colin's camera

Shea

Isa, sporting a lovely Phoenix Wright refrence.

Me sitting on the ceiling. I have mad skillz like that.


Uuuh...blogger freaked when I tried to add more. I'll try again later...

Also, just out of curiosity, is anyone actually reading this blog? Because I feel like I'm talking to myself...not that I don't do that normally, just sometimes it's nice to know.