Sunday, April 19, 2009

Give me something to believe in~

'Cause I don't believe in you anymore, anymore;
I wonder if it even makes a difference to try.
So, this is good-bye~

Not that eventful of a weekend. Mom's birthday is on Wednesday. She was moody today, though, so that was awkward. Not terribly moody or anything, just... Tired and cold, I guess.
Which is entirely understandable. Today was rainy, cloudy, and forty-five degrees. Compared to yesterday's sunny and seventy-two degrees. I was tired and cold today. Which makes since since my blood is comparative to a snake's half of the time. It's under seventy? I'm typically chilly.
Yesterday, though, we went to a small nature park thing after we had Mexican food for lunch. Yum. Felt like I was cheating on waiter-boy, though. I miss him. I think I get especially miserable if I don't see him on the weekends because he does, in fact, work on weekends.

Wish my birthday were on a weekend this year. It's on a stupid Wednesday, though. How unfortunate. The day after school starts, too. Better than this school year, though; My birthday was on the first day of school, which was a major bitch.

Anyway, back on my trip to the nature park. It was fun. I went out to a pond that has a little boardwalk and just laid there, basking in the sun. It was lovely, really. Then I saw a muskrat swimming around in another little pond. He was tiny and pretty cute. <3 Mom saw a beaver, though. So did Ange and Grandma, now that I think about it. I swear, I'll never get to see a living beaver in my life will I? I love beavers. And everyone around me but me has ever seen one.
Jesus.

I set the language on this thing to Russian for the giggles. It's super awesome.

Let's see... Oh, after we went to the nature park yesterday, we went over to the little community beach out by Lake Winnebago. The water's super cold. I just dipped my toe in it. I suppose it would be, though, considering that it JUSTMELTEDOMGWUT. = = Lakes aren't supposed to freeze. [/Southerner]
Oh, and Mama got her hair cut. It's really cute, but she doesn't think so, so I told her that once it grew out another half-inch or so, then it'd be super. She's biased towards long hair. Really, I don't understand what most women's problem with short hair is.
Mine's boy-short and super shaggy. And I must say I'm quite fond of it.

[[Alex, I'll reply to the messages on MySpace soon. I've been too lazy lately. I'm sorry. m(_ _)m]]

Oh, I totally wore the flapper skirt on Friday. 8D And I went fishing in it during gym, too. Mr. Walker was exceptionally amused. I stopped a friend of mine dead in her tracks, too. "OH MY GOSH. THAT IS SO CUTE." Best compliment I got all day. Haha. Wear that in front of waiter-boy. Lulz.

I've realized that I've gained weight recently. I'd say likely a good ten pounds or so, because some pants that were getting really loose fit me well again. I don't know; weight-scales terrify me. So, yesterday, I did some leg-lifts and such and as a result my stomach muscles are a little sore, which is a good thing. Maybe I can start doing this every day. Or at least do something every day. I need some sort of motivation, though.
Sucks to be lazy. It really does.

On the positive, I've grown a little bit more. :D

I swear, Russians have the sexiest words ever. I just read one. "Chernovik?" Oh yes. And all it means is "rough copy." And then their word for tomorrow is awesome. "Zaftra." Roll the R's and it's like... Woah.
If I ever met an Asian-looking guy who could speak Russian?
"Excuse me, sir, but may I throw myself upon you?"

Dude. Speaking of Russian: "Моё судно на воздушной подушке полно угрей!"
"Mahyo sudno na vozushnoy podushke polno ugryey," which in English, translates into "my hovercraft is full of eels!"
Oh no. xDD
I wonder if it has any sexual connotations. I'll have to look into that one, because I can't think of any off of the top of my head. If I can't find anything that it could mean, I could totally introduce myself to some poeple one day...:
"Minya zavoot Rhiannon, i mahyo sudno na voshunoy podushke polno ugryey."
"My name is Rhiannon, and my hovercraft is full of eels."
I'm sure I could at least get someone to laugh if I managed to say that with a straight face. Of course, right after I finished saying it, I'd have to laugh, but at least if I did it that way they'd at least know I was sane; maybe a little foolish, but reasonably sane.
Of course, this is all provided it doesn't mean anything perverted that I don't know about.
I've kind of become oblivious to these things. It was on a basic phrase website, though, and there was nothing else blatantly perverse on it, so... Maybe it was just for the kicks and giggles?
Epic phrase, either way.

I don't want to go to school tomorrow. There are only forty-someodd days left, at least. Forty-six, I think? I don't know... Let's see... Well, either way, something like that.
I've gotten so lazy with my schoolwork, though. I haven't done my homework yet and I haven't even bothered to get ahead in my reading of The Great Gatsby, even though it's a perfectly alright book. Well, past the first two chapters. I got really confused in those two, mostly because I was tired and the narrator supposedly got drunk, so it was all supposed to be rather confusing, anyway.

I'm going to go shower now, methinks. <3

4 comments:

  1. Methinks your posts are awesome!
    I love that you're all snake like and split, all hibernating when it dips below 70 degrees. xD
    If it makes you feel better, I've never seen a beaver either. I think they're quite rad, too.
    I would totally have short hair if my face weren't so freakin' round. I think short hair is super kewl.
    Don't worry about replying, I've not been online much this week.
    You've got me looking for a flapper skirt on ebay...
    Weight scales terrify me, too. D: I don't want to know how much I weigh... ;__;
    I want to change my name to Zaftra. I love that word. ' 3' Thank you for sharing it. And yes, Russian is uber smexy.
    That is the most epic phrase ever. I want it on my tombstone!
    Woot, book readings! Read some Bukowski, he'll make you hate the world. Oh wait, no, don't read Bukowski. Wait until you're older.
    Luff!

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  2. Awh. <3
    Mmm. It's chilly if it is. XP
    They're awesome.
    My face is round, too. I just have a lot of my hair set to frame my face. :3 You've seen it before.
    Mmm. I know. I need to, though. I've just been supar lazy.
    They have some nice ones, eBay does.
    Mmhm.
    Yes, that is a sexy word. I want to hear a Russian or a German say my name one day. D: Oh my gosh. Like, a guy with a nice voice.
    XD Isn't it great?

    Wait until I'm older? Hm? Make up my mind. xD

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  3. Wait until you're older because Bukowski is beautiful, he's a genius and I want his children. He's just very angry and full of hate for society. It's a strange balance he manages but I admire him greatly for it.
    I reckon he finds the beauty in life's ugliest moments and its most brutal people and places.

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  4. Mmmm.
    But but I love me some George Orwell. Is that similar enough?
    I don't know. You'll have to remind me one day to look it up.

    People like that are always interesting. :]

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