Boxie's Blog

MY GOSH.

2008-11-19T16:02:00.000-08:00

It's been a long, long time. I am such a slacker.

So I do fully intend to keep this up again, I need to vent from the Freshman trials of highschool.

Hello, world.

2008-06-10T13:34:00.000-07:00

I'm officially sick of driving. I want to get where I need to be now. But I realize I can't do that.

Most of you, besides Alyssa, got here from the email I sent you. Hopefully :]

My dad and I drove through Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, and we arrived in Ohio. I don't like highways. Or driving. Or highways drivers. Seriously. We encountered at least five stupid UPS trucks (xD Alyssa) and ten or more psychotic, nutjob drivers. The highlight of the day was when we were going 'around' Chicago and the stupid FIBs wouldn't merge. We had at least a twenty-minute traffic jam.

I'll keep all of you posted.

Summer.

2008-06-06T16:21:00.000-07:00

School's out. Got my hair cut. Am depressed.

I'll try to update this thing as much as possible, but I can't guarantee anything. I have been cleared for laptop use AND I can bring my webcam to give you (ALYSSA! xD) live ocean videos. So yeah. Love ya all.

New Uke! New Uke!

2008-05-31T12:24:00.000-07:00

I had a different one before, but I broke it on the first day. So now, a month later, I get a new one. I have to think of a snazzy name for it.

How I spent half an hour.

2008-05-24T21:25:00.000-07:00

This is a preface dealie for a story I might do. I might post it here as a serial thing, who knows. Constructive critisizm, please. :]

I. Beginning.

I remember, many years ago when I was a small girl, the first time I saw the Shadowseekers. The night had been dark, and winter was just settling in. A thick, white blanket of snow that had begun falling that morning was collected on the barren earth. The snow had dashed our village’s hope of a late winter season, which brought the bitter, unbearable coldness. Worse yet, the dense forest surrounding our town was impossible to get through; it was as if there was a giant wall cutting us off from the outside.
I was always so curious when I was a child. I got into everything and anything, not excluding the trouble it caused. I got into situations I wished now I would not have been a part of.
That night I was peering out of our window at the pasty hills. The glass of the window was only slightly frosted, but I knew better than to touch it for I would have frozen my hand. That was when I saw them.
They rode in the distance on midnight-colored horses, and it seemed as if a cloud of shade followed them. They were mesmerizing and so black in contrast to the bright, clean snow. I had heard the rumors about them; how they stole and sold souls, how they killed without mercy. But it was not us they were killing, no. The Shadowseekers saved us from the tyrannous rule of our King.
In truth, as I look back at it now it all seems so trite. I had looked, each day after that, for the Shadowseekers, but they did not return. I had heard from travelers that a rebellion in their organization had forced them apart to separate corners of Abeira.
In this time our ruler, King Niran, became iron-fisted. His cruelty was already known of around the land, but now he was a force to fear. Men were being executed for innocent reasons. I had heard one man had been hung because he had built a house in the King’s hunting forest, even though the King had claimed the man’s land as his own, leaving his family homeless. Another man was killed for stealing an apple for his young, starving daughter.
I watched for them each day until my twenty-first year, hoping, praying even, the Shadowseekers would come again. I waited and waited, scanning the hills beyond the village for the black horsemen. On the eve of my twenty-first birthday, I knew they would not return. That is, until, one evening, I was walking in our forests. That was the day I spotted a dark steed, and its equally dark companion…

Ranting.

2008-05-24T20:20:00.000-07:00

I hate school. I hate old people. I hate politics. I hate wrists. I hate people who hate things.

I have to march on Monday for the Memorial Day dealie the Veterans' Home is having. Whoop-de-freaking-do. We aren't even ready because loads of people are being stupid and not doing anything, or goofing off. I'm sick of these immature people.

The old people/politic anger is mostly irrational. I had to stay overnight with my family in Sun Prarie. My grandma, whose (no offence to her...) dumber than a box of rocks decides to bring up politics. My dad was trying to explain to her that what she was saying wasn't exactly right, but she wasn't having it.

I have a wrist support thing for my right wrist since it's cracking so much and it hurts. Problem is, 1) I write with that hand and 2) my left wrist is starting to hurt now.

Katamari, stupidity, and impatience.

2008-05-02T13:42:00.000-07:00

Three things I have.

My Katamari soundtrack came today. Soundtracks are yummy. (xD Alex) Two discs full of wonderful music. Problem is, it's not the one I want. The one I want (Picture here) was out of stock on Amazon, so I settled for this one. It's awesome, with two discs and DELICIOUS music. But it has none of the songs from the original Katamari game, which I have and want the soundtrack for. Now comes the long process of asking my dad to buy this one off of another site.

Meanwhile, the Katamari series game I ordered, We ♥ Katamari, didn't come yet. I have to wait another day. Ugh.

Hugh Laurie is MIIIIIINE.

2008-04-27T18:16:00.000-07:00

Everytime I watch this I die of laughter. He's so darn hot!

UPDATE: This one is EXCELLENT!

Negative. Positive. Tests. Yuck.

2008-04-23T17:36:00.000-07:00

I don't have TB. Yay me.

Meanwhile, I'm preparing to fail Friday's Pigman book test. That is possibly the worst book I have ever read. EVER. I don't care about an old guy that has no wife and hangs out with kids. I truly don't.

Story's going alright, despite minor Writer's Block. This is probably the only good idea I've had in a while.

I want White Album. And this French CD. Too bad I'm broke.

Alrighty, so. More P-E things.

2008-04-21T14:55:00.000-07:00

We recieved a Phillips-Exeter student hand book today. In it contains rules, guidelines, and the everyday crap they want us to know. The most interesting little tidbit throughout the entire thing is the 'Packing Checklist' for students who are boarding. It is as follows:

Girls- at least two dress outfits
Boys- at least two dress slacks, shirts, tie, and sport jacket or suit
Alarm clock
Bathing suit, beach towel
Basic school supplies (pens, pencils, etc.)
Camera
Lightweight jacket
Lightweight socks
Pajamas, slippers, bathrobe
Prepaid phone card (optional)
Raincoat or umbrella
Shoes- athletic, casual, and dress
Shorts
Small room fan (as the rooms are not air conditioned) -I'M GLAD I'M NOT BOARDING. SUCKERS!-
Sports equipment (optional-See Phys. Ed. Handbook) -Dang. Phy ed? I have THAT too?-
Sweaters
Toiletries (don't forget sunblock, bug repellant, calamine lotion or AfterBite.TM.)
Under clothing -Wait, what?!-
Watch

I think this is the most bipolar list of things I have ever seen. I know they did it alphabetically, but seriously. One moment, shorts! The next, sweaters.

I also got tested for TB today. Tuberculosis, for those who are inept, is a contagious disease that eats away at your lungs and eventually gives you pneumonia and drowns you in bodily fluid. Fun fun fun! And, by the way, if I have it (which is VERY UNLIKELY) you're all dead, like me! Suckers!

Global Warming.

2008-04-20T18:10:00.000-07:00

Alright, so I know you guys have heard of global warming and how's it's affecting our planet. Carbon dioxide being trapped in the Earth's atmosphere and rising global temperatures.

Well, it's a lie.

The Earth's air is cleaner than it was in the 1980's. And think about how people are so radical. In the 1970's the masses though there was going to be an ice age. Sure glad that happened.

Al Gore is the man behind the propaganda. His movie, An Inconvenient Truth, which I saw last year in Science class, told of rising temperatures, yada yada. He had graphs and spreadsheets and whatnot, preaching to us about using too much electricity and foundry pollution.

But how does he explain the $70,000 electric bill for his ranch, or whatever large piece of land he lives on, and his private jets? He's the largest hypocrite on the face of this planet, and he won a NOBEL PEACE PRIZE FOR IT!

Newgrounds.

2008-04-19T10:03:00.001-07:00

I have a new Newgrounds audio submission here. Please listen, download, and vote 5/5.

Dresses.

2008-04-15T15:42:00.001-07:00

I like dresses. A lot. Which is weird, since I don't come off as a dress-liking person.

This one might be my Eighth Grade Dance dress. It would be the germanium garden floral one.

This one I really, really want. I like the deep purple one the best.

Thoughts? I really think it's just you reading this Alyssa.

Sweet. I love you, technology.

2008-04-14T17:55:00.000-07:00

So, alright. I have my video camera working, along with a brand new webcam. Just thought I'd mention this to all of you and warn you to watch out for possible video logs.

News! And lots of it!

2008-03-30T16:41:00.000-07:00

Alrighty, first off, my first and worst song ever invented by man is on New Grounds. Click here to listen to it. I made it on my new best friend Sony Acid Music Studio with loops I found.

Next, there's this fun land called Phillips-Exeter summer school. I will be spending four weeks in said land. Yes, that's right. I've been accepted WITH A $3, 876 SCHOLARSHIP! That only leaves about $500 dollars we have to pay. I'm elated. My 'cluster' of classes is a group on modern language called 'A Global Community.' I will be learning basic French, Chinese, German, and last and MY FAVORITE, Russian! In addition to that I will be studying modern foreign literature and I will be taking a trip to Montreal, Canada.

Dane Cook

2008-03-28T11:29:00.000-07:00

I've just discovered how funny this guy is.

No one goes into a bathroom like...

I died.

2008-03-27T07:46:00.000-07:00

I hate Robot Chicken, but this clip is the best. Ever.

Grrr. Politics.

2008-03-23T13:08:00.001-07:00

It's Easter. Have a good one.

But onto my main point. I think it's high time I talk about politics (to what is essentially myself; no one reads this thing anymore.) And remember, these are MY OPINIONS. Am I forcing you to believe them? No. So if you don't agree with me, that's fine. You don't have to voice it to me.

I don't get why people hate Bush. Because he started a war? Other presidents have done that in the past, and most we look to as heros. Just because Mr. Bush has started something to defend our country and for our country's well-being, we believe he's a horrible person.

Another thing that gets me is Obama. He believes he can take money from the rich and give it to the poor. Let's say we have a factory worker. He works an average shift, sometimes does over time just to get a little extra cash. He makes just enough to live on, but he does just that. He's living. He has enough to eat and can support his family.

Now, enter Obama. Mr. Obama says he can take money from the higest class of America and give it to the poor. Problem is, America doesn't have much of a hight class, so he has to start taking it from the middle class, which is the largest class in America. These people have gotten fairly good educations and work in everyday jobs such as nursing. They don't deserve do have their hard-earned money taken from them when they are the ones who actually spent four or more years in college and have degrees, do they? They don't need to lose money just so the uneducated population of America doesn't have to work. It isn't fair.

You Tube Poops

2008-03-21T15:37:00.000-07:00

Are just about the best things ever. Eventually I will make my own, but right now watch these.

Pssh. Sickness is nothing right now.

2008-03-19T10:09:00.001-07:00

Yeah. I'm sick. It's icky.

However, drumroll please...

Yeah. I got The Beatles' complete works. It's a big book with loads of song for every instrument they used. I'm happy.

Here's an idea of how many songs are in it. See those little lines? Those are the songs.

Shots, Tennesee, and changes.

2008-03-12T11:49:00.000-07:00

Hello, hello. It's March, and all of the snow is melting. I'm elated.

Yesterday I had to get the second in a series of three shots for a vaccination against HPV, which I've mentioned before. Usually shots don't bother me, but this one, it hurt. It felt as if someone cut open my arm and pulled on the insides of my limb. Pain=bad.

Tonight I have to go and stay with Stephanie, my dad's "ex-girlfriend"'s niece. She is very nice, but I don't like changes. She has no computer, so I will not be online until TUESDAY night. I get to stay with her while my father goes to Tennesee to watch a NASCAR race.

Gahh, Nascar. The largest waste of dump on this planet, next to PETA and David Hasselhoff. It's amazingly boring to watch. Look. Cars. Look. Another left turn. Oh, look.
What? Something to break the monotony?
Naw. They're turning again!

That's my big problem for the day. Nascar.

But, it was a half day at school today. We had these odd little 'mini-courses.' My first one was Reading for Fun, and Mrs Visentin let me sleep for the whole hour and a half. Then I had Fireworks! with the awesome pyromaniac Mr Kempfert. Uber fun.

I leave you with this picture. Cheers.

Limecat will defeat Clock Spider!

In a hurry!

2008-03-10T18:18:00.000-07:00

I'll update you tomorrow. In the mean time, enjoy the following link!

Yay for horribly translated Chinese!

Gah. >_<

2008-03-07T15:53:00.001-08:00

Hello. I'm sick of people in my school. Spanish class won't shut up, neither will kids at drama.

Oh, right. DRAMA. It was the best today -sarcasm- Our school is set up so we have two hallways on either side of the auditorium. A few of us have to dash offstage and run all the way over to the main stage entry.

However, I'm sure most of you have heard of security doors? The last set of them were closed, and everyone had about thirty seconds left to get onstage. I saw our stage manager (and my blog buddeh) Alyssa near the entryway door, so I knocked on the door and shook it a bit to get her attention. She saw us and rushed to us.

However, again, someone named Emma, who is one of those annoying people WHO WILL NEVER SHUT IT WHEN TOLD, started wailing on the door. There are windows in it, and they were shaking almost out of the panes. I moved back a bit.

Just our luck, right after Alyssa opened the door, a janitor started yelling at us.
"What was the point of shaking the door? There are other ways to get onstage." says Sir Janitor. First, man, we HAD to get in that way. Mrs. Leder told us to. Second, they shouldn't be locked WHEN HE KNEW PEOPLE WERE COMING AND GOING FOR DRAMA. I just walked on by; there was no point in me staying.

So, yeah. I vote the following people off the island: Emma, Tony, Rachel, and that one other girl whom I can't name.

Hello, hello.

2008-03-04T17:10:00.000-08:00

Today for school we went and saw 'Voices of Africa,' an almost all-female singing/percussion group that sings West African songs. I say almost since there was this awesome guy with dreads in the back. They were amazing.

Nothing else is really going on. I have to try out for the solo in the song Popular, which we're singing for choir this year.

Like, stuff.

2008-02-29T17:54:00.000-08:00

Happy Leap Day, everyone!

It's Friday, thank God, and I'm entirely ready for the weekend. I'm going to Appleton so I can get more Wiimotes and a WiiPoint card for my new Wii and a Pirates of the Carribean Online card, since I think my Unlimited membership died today.

Right now I'm listening to The Shanghai Restoration Project, a band whom I'm trying to hook everyone on. I have both of their albums (one self-titled, the other called 'Story of a City) and two solo EPs by Di Johnston, who is part of the group and an amazing vocalist.

My favorite TSRP songs are as follows: Miss Shanghai, The Bund, Movement, Love and Warlords, and the instrumental Babylon of the Occident.

Updates.

2008-02-28T17:01:00.000-08:00

Okay. School's officially stupid. Actually, let me rephrase that. School buses are stupid.

Alright. On my bus, Bus 102, the high schoolers sit in the way back, then the middle schoolers (including me) and last everyone else in the front.

Yesterday a high schooler lit up a cigarette. The smell wafted to the front near Wolfman Andre, and as big, powerful bus man he just HAD to stop the bus. The following is an overview of his little talk with said high schooler.

"We're going to sit here until someone admits to it."
HSer: Why ya'll lookin' at me? Jus' 'cause my parents let me smoke don't mean I'm gonna light one on the bus. ((She likes pretending she's ganster.))
"I didn't say you did it." ((Wolfman Andre had been staring at her since the smoke had wafted, and trust me, it wasn't because she's good-looking.))
"I didn't fxcking light one of 'em! I'm not dumb enough to do that." ((Sure...))

We sat there for about ten minutes. The fun part? She did get it trouble, and for some reason she blamed it on Andy and Geo, two awesome guys who ride my bus. They would never smoke in their lives, I swear.

So the highschooler is threatening to get her 'gang' to kill Andy. What is this, some sort of Waupaca ghetto? God, people are dumb.

Jeez.

2008-02-23T17:39:00.001-08:00

I'm jealous of Japanese McDonald's and their so called "happy sets." Look how giant the toys are! All I used to get were those crappy little plastic things.

A birthday gift (The Ownful Seth post)

2008-02-16T18:17:00.000-08:00

Since I'm not having a birthday party this year, my friends are (finally) starting to give me the gifts intended to be given at said party.

Anyway, Seth owns, since he gave me the gift of Hugh Laurie on DVD. Jeeves and Wooster, if I am not mistaken.

And you know what's sad? I prefer the older, grey-haired Hugh to the young dark-haired one. Anyone want to clarify why I feel like that?

I also compiled a sad, short list of my male celebrity 'crushes.' It's pathetic.

Hugh Laurie
Daniel Craig
Jesse Spencer
Alex O'Loughlin
Ben Barnes
Garrett Hedlund
Ed Speelers
William Moseley
Jude Law (although he's less becoming to me nowadays)
Trent Ford

There's probably more. But you know what? I don't care.

xD Pablo

2008-02-14T11:17:00.000-08:00

Go cry, emo kid!

Yay Austrailians!

2008-02-14T10:28:00.000-08:00

:D I'm rooting for him this year.

Austrailians are hot. Case and point, Alex O'Loughlin and Jesse Spencer.

J-Pop and stupid seventh graders.

2008-02-12T16:46:00.000-08:00

I had school off yesterday. I got an iTunes card and wasted fifteen dollars on Japanese pop music, which owns. I also loooove Utada Hikaru. (And for those of you who say, "Hum. Familiar name," she sang both of the themes to Kingdom Hearts One and Two)

Utada! <3

In other news, today was the meeting for the school musical. I got stuck in front of these moronic seventh graders, who for their lives would not stop talking. I swear, if the world would have ended then and there they would have kept going. They were making cute little attempts to be funny. As we know, cute little attempts of anything fail nine times out of ten, unless you're Colin Farrell wearing a woolen hat. And, just to add to the situation, they decided to make fun of Alex, one of my good friends. Now, I don't know if you know Alex, but when he's made fun of he cutely attempts to make combacks (which fails) and then proceeds to make himself look amazingly silly.

Bored.

2008-02-10T14:58:00.000-08:00

My mind feels numb. I want to debate with someone, maybe about points of view. I want to go outside and dance, or run around like a madwoman.

Have you ever had one of those moments when you feel as if your mind is being denied oxygen? I think that's a bad thing. Plus, that's how I feel now.

Anyway, back to my needs. I want to get out of my room and go do something. I think there's an adjective to describe this: antsy.

I have no idea for what though. Summer? Summer school? Being older? A weird mix of everything? It's like I'm trapped in an invisible box, watching everything pass by me. I dislike it very, very much.

Backtracking. Awesome.

2008-02-10T11:07:00.000-08:00

I would like to say a couple things. First, backtracking rules. Second, I love The Beatles. Third, PAUL IS DEAD WAS A HOAX! If you don't know what it is, Wiki it. The Paul McCartney that you all hear of today, living and making music, IS THE REAL PAUL.

And lastly, these are taken straight from the songs. Have fun with them.

Box sets and old people.

2008-02-10T10:23:00.000-08:00

The title says it all; that was essentially my weekend. I had a weird birthday party with old relatives down in Sun Prairie. It was boring.

But I did get an awesome box CD set of Loreena McKennitt's early work. I love Celtic music, and this stuff is the real deal. Elemental, Parallel Dreams, and To Drive The Cold Winter Away are included in the box set, titled 'The Journey Begins.' I love it. My favorite song off of the CDs would have to be 'Blacksmith' on Elemental. Here are the lyrics:

A blacksmith courted me
Nine months and better
He fairly won my heart
Wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand
He looked quite clever
And if I was with my love
I'd live forever.

But where is my love gone
With his cheeks like roses
And his good black Billycock on
Decked around with primroses.
Will shine and burn his beauty

I hope the scorching sun
Won't shine and burn his beauty
And if I was with my love
I'd do my duty.

Strange news is come to town
Strange news is carried
Strange news flys up and down
That my love is married.
I wish them both much joy
Though they can't hear me
And may God reward him well
For the slighting of me.

Don't you remember when
You lay beside me
And you said you'd marry me
And not deny me.

If I said I'd marry you
It was only for to try you
So bring your witness love
And I'll not deny you.

No, witness have I none
Save God Almighty
And may he reward you well
For the slighting of me.

Her lips grew pale and wan
It made a poor heart tremble
To think she loved a one
And he proved deceitful.

A blacksmith courted me
Nine months and better
He fairly won my heart
Wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand
He looked quite clever
And if I was with my love
I'd live forever.
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I had previously seen a longer version where he dies after a few years. This is an amazing song, and it's upbeat, despite the meaning. Ah, well.

That's all I have for you now, everyone.

The Beeeeeaaatles.

2008-02-07T16:53:00.000-08:00

-starts a tabla solo, like on Within You Without You, although it's more of a background riff-

Mmmkay, so. I like The Beatles. A lot. Mostly their older stuff, though. I just bought Abbey Road and Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. I'm debating on Magical Mystery Tour; I need more money, anyway.

I think it's amazingly silly that Apple owns a lot of The Beatles' songs and won't put them on iTunes. But that's just me.

-ends tabla riff\solo thing-

Tuesday was the Dixieland Band concert at the Bethany Home. It was fun, except I don't really like old people. I love playing, however.

Wednesday was my birthday. I turned fourteen. My dad bought me a lovely Olympus waterproof digital camera, the Beatles' CDs, and an iTunes card.

It's Thursday. I'm bored. Ciao.

Blah, blah.

2008-02-04T15:57:00.000-08:00

I, again, have nothing much to say. It's Monday and I have piano. My birthday is on Wednesday.

I just found something interesting. It's a site where you can buy shoes made in Iraq. A large percent of the proceeds go to surgeries for small children in Iraq. This site is here. I do support the war in Iraq, and I honestly don't care if you dislike me based on that fact. It is my personal opinion, and I'm not forcing you to agree with me.

I'm going to go on YouTube. Peace, maaaaaan.

Rehabilitation Loooves Britney

2008-02-02T18:07:00.000-08:00

Okay, after my rant yesterday night I am fully better. I had a good talk with my father, and it helped.

Now, onto business. I usually NEVER gossip about celebs. Obsess over them, yes. But I never gossip.

I'd like to take this rare moment to once more be an exploiter of Britney Spears, the world's favorite train wreck. I have to admit, in the Ninties, when she was good, I listened to her. I was little, okay? Stupid and little.

She disappeared forever until recently when she went bonkers. I feel sorry for her kids.

And that's about all I have to say on everything. 'Cept the Super Bowl. I plan to watch the commercials.

Untitled.

2008-02-01T16:57:00.000-08:00

I hate you.

Rage, fury, anger, jealousy, confusion, and want of respect. Anyone feel like helping me on this one?

I hate people who take things from me. I hate my stupid uncle for shooting himself in the back of the throat. I hate cirgarette makers and cancer. I hate how people don't understand who I am or how I feel. I hate crying because it makes me feel weak.

I think the only people who really understand me are my dad and Emily. At least, they're the only ones that try. I love them to death, I'll say it now. Even as I sit here, upset and feeling alone and crying in my room, I know they would listen and wipe the tears away.

It feels like someone just knocked the wind out of me, or that someone's beating on my soul. It hurts.

Why is the world so messed up? Like Al-Qaeda. They blow innocent people up because of our occupation of the Middle East and the fact we aren't like them. It's hard for me to understand why humanity is like that. The world is insane, and I'm a part of it. I can't help but think that maybe I caused some of this. I have no idea how; it's not at all well thought out, I understand.

Maybe I can fix some of it, too. Anything's possible. So I think I'm going to try and be a better person, so long as others around me do the same thing.

I thank God and whatever other Gods everyone else on this Earth believes in (I'm undecided) and hope their lives are and will be wonderful and long.

I love you all. Thank you.

I don't want to title it.

2008-02-01T15:35:00.000-08:00

I'm running out of good titles. Dang.

Okay. Have to get back on track and print my pictures for Spanish. We're doing this stupid assignment where you have to write fifteen sentences about your family. I wrote about my dad, my dog, and my aunt. So now I have to find their pictures.

Next week Tuesday we have a Dixieland Band concert for stupid old folks. And next Wednesday?

My effing birthday! Yes, on February sixth I will turn fourteen. Whoo.

That's my next task; making invitiations to my party. I have a few of my friends going, and it's going to kick.

Otherwise, nothing else is going on. Life, perhaps. And that stupid YouTube Poop. I'm hideous at those.

I leave you with this awesome picture of a dinosaur.

That's right, you dubs.

2008-01-30T11:21:00.001-08:00

I've decided to make my own YouTube Poop.

More precisely, I've figured out how to make my own YouTube Poop. So look for that, then.

My YouTube account is theboxedgirl.

Robots and Puppies.

2008-01-30T10:23:00.001-08:00

YouTube Poops are the best.

2008-01-29T14:31:00.000-08:00

Warning: Don't watch if you're an idiot, don't have a sense of humor, or don't LOVE random, funny things.

Okay, YouTube Poops are basically a bunch of random clips mashed together, slowed down, sped up, and made all pixel-y. Alex and I have an obsession with them.

YouTube Poop: Where there's smoke, they pinch back.

A conversation with a robot.

2008-01-28T18:27:00.000-08:00

Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Yo
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
Find cool restaurants, hotspots, entertainment and more in your city with the Ford Edge bot. Add fordedge@botmetro.net to your Contact List!
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
No, shut up.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
OK.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
No, talk.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
No, shut up/
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Yeah, ooh, burn. You can't think of a comeback.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
OOH! You're a loser.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
OK, enough. I'm back.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Back from where? Computers can't move by themselves.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
What's that again?
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
You heard me.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
Hmm... perhaps, but could you repeat yourself?
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
No, you heard me.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
I heard ya.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Yes, you did. Now fetch me my tacos.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
That's interesting that you should say that, but I don't think I can answer.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Get me my dang tacos.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
I don't understand this fully enough to say anything smart about it...
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Because you aren't smart.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
Wow. Humans are so fickle. I thought you liked me.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Eh. I've known better.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
That's interesting that you should say that, but I don't think I can answer.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Yes you can. You haven't been able to speak for nothing.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
I don't know how to answer that.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Because you're an idiot.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
Says who?

Why don't you ask me about the things that I'm here for?
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
And what are you here for?
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
My purpose is to be your robot friend. I can chat with you and help you get the information you want fast.

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Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Ooh, friends. Don't have many of those.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
I don't understand this fully enough to say anything smart about it...
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
I just said I don't have many friends.
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
That's interesting that you should say that, but I don't think I can answer.
Boxie, who wants to tackle both Hugh Laurie and Daniel Craig, says:
Can you answer anything?
- SmarterChild - contributing to charity says:
I don't know how to answer that.

OK, should we get back to the kind of questions I was designed to answer?

Yeah, I was being sarcastic about the friend part. xD More some other time.

Yup.

2008-01-28T15:44:00.001-08:00

Yup, it's Monday. Yup, I have piano tonight. Yup, Honors band sucked on Saturday.

I really don't have anything to write. It's third quarter in school now. I have FCE, and a flipping awesome class at that. And, guess what!

Screw you American Idol fans! I get my House MD tomorrow night! I could go on and on about that show. I have no idea what the episode is about, anyway. I really should go find out, but I'm too lazy to.

I heard this was a 'Japanese Prarie Dog.'

2008-01-25T15:28:00.001-08:00

Easily the best clip I've EVER seen. Dun-dun-duuuun!

Blah.

2008-01-25T10:03:00.000-08:00

I'm supposed to be writing a two page essay to apply for that summer school, but I'm not going to right now. Instead I shall risk being yelled at by my dad.

I have almost nothing to post. I have Honors Band tomorrow for the entire day. It's going to suck, yes. I have off today since it's the end of the quarter at school and it's a 'teacher workday.' Yay.

Oh, no.

2008-01-23T15:34:00.000-08:00

My titles are so interesting, aren't they?

The new Natasha Bedingfield CD came out the other day, and I bought it just now. I was just randomly flipping through songs, and I came across this one, entitled 'Angel,'

A-N-G-E-L / A-N-G-E-L / Just like a shadow / I'll be beside you
/ I'll be your comfort / I’m there to guide you home / I will provide
you / A place of shelter / I wanna be your stone / I'll act
as if you do / Tell me what you’re wanting me to do / I'll make
it great to be a man / With a woman who can stand / On every
promise given / Makin’ vows to please her man / If I could be your
angel / Protect you from the pain / I'll keep you safe from danger
/ You'll never hurt again no more / I'll be your a-n-g-e-l / I’ll be
your angel / Just like the moon I'll step aside / And let your sunshine
while / I follow behind cuz baby what you got / You deserve
all the props you’re everything / I'm not I'm so glad you’re mine /
Tell me why are there so many good / Men in the world misunderstood
/ He's a dog, he's no good / I wish somebody would /
Disrespect my man / You gon have to come see me / I go hard
for my baby / He's all that I need / So if you gotta good one / Put
your hands up / C'mon girl and stand up / Go ahead lift your
man up / Get up / If you gotta good one / Put your hands up /
C'mon girl and stand up / Go ahead lift your man up / Get up

I don't think I've said this yet, but I have a serious issue. It would be my affinity to obsessions. Heath Ledger, as many of you know, died Monday, I believe. Here's the article my friend found on his death.

http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/01/22/actor-heath-ledger-is-found-dead/

I have obsessions. Heath Ledger just happens (happened?) to be one of them. I was really, really upset when I heard he had died on the radio. And when I heard this song, I though it fit the situation.

Yeah, I'm a loser. But I like myself that way.

Rest in peace, Heath.

Meanwhile, I'm applying for summer courses at Phillips-Exeter. My first choice would be A Global Community, which deals with modern languages and foreign literature. My second choice is Creative Arts, which is Drama and music and art. I hate art, but included is creative writing, and I LOVE writing. I'm going (hopefully) as a commuter, which means my aunt is dragging me there every day for four weeks. If I go as a commuter, it will cost $4,500. If I boarded it would be $6,000. Imagine! That much for crappy school food and an unusual bed. No thank you! All of my friends, including my luvable blog buddeh, who are supporting me, I loves ya.

Speaking of blog buddehs, check Alyssa's out: http://proud2badork.blogspot.com/

Spanish, snow, and ownful people.

2008-01-21T15:00:00.000-08:00

I hate my Spanish class, Mrs Salter's Day One seventh hour. I hope all of you dub masses read this.

My friend Hope is one of the best people I know, but apparently her like of Lord of the Rings goes against her personality. Today in Spanish we wasted almost the entire hour talking about two subjects: illegal immigrants learning English and Elvish. (For the record, Elvish isn't a word. It's elfish.) Certain people who I won't list here were making fun of her. Hope is fairly easily provoked and they were quickly cursed at in Elvish. Which, after calls of "She swore at me in Elvish!" (Even though they had no idea what she said meant.[And yes, she did swear.]) got her in trouble. I would like to say that she's having a bit of a situation at home and this won't help at all. I was fuming earlier during eigth hour; just ask Hannah, Erin, and Alyssa. But now my anger has cooled. Slightly. Thank you, fags of seventh hour.

I hate snow. I hate the world right now, though, so it fits. I just hope it snows enough that we get out of school tomorrow.

Alyssa, you are my loverleh fan. You should make a blog.

I apologize for my YouTube binge.

2008-01-20T18:34:00.000-08:00

You watch it one and think "What the heck?"
You watch it twice, you start to giggle.
It's my fifth time and I'm laughing hysterically. Thank God for the Japanese.

Just a little more Eddie.

2008-01-20T16:39:00.001-08:00

Love his work. Probably the funniest man alive.

Just a little Eddie

2008-01-20T16:26:00.000-08:00

Eddie Izzard is my favorite comedian EVER. Holla for transvestites.

Oh My God.

2008-01-18T14:52:00.000-08:00

I don't know whether to be overjoyed or pained by this.

I might be getting accepted into Phillips Exeter Academy in Exeter, New Hampshire.

True, the chance is amazingly small, and my dad and I don't even know if I will, but it's there.

My dad just finished telling me the story of it. He was at work one day and he recieved a call from a Mrs. Heneley, I believe it was. She introduced herself and said that she was calling about "your daughter, Claire" and "your intrest in the school." They talked about the school district here in Wisconsin and Mrs. Heneley agreed with him that "the school district in Waupaca is not exactly the best." She asked where my father worked, and he answered the Veterans' Home. Mrs. Heneley was surprised by this, and she asked if he knew any Jorgensens. My dad said yes; he knows a lot of veterans who stayed or are staying there. Mrs. Heneley told him that her FATHER, George Jorgensen had been there.

My dad went on to tell me about a test I must take, and interviews to me about various things. He also told me that he had personally invited Mrs. Heneley to our house to meet us!

But then he said that if I was accepted, I would live with my Aunt and Uncle (they live a little ways from Exeter) until he could sell the house and drag his behind and my dog to New Hampshire.

Devistated and excited are my moods.

iTunes.

2008-01-16T16:52:00.000-08:00

I had gotten an iTunes gift card this weekend, and I bought Kate Nash's CD "Made of Bricks." I love it. I also bought KT Tunstall's new CD "Drastic Fantastic." I love KT Tunstall, but I think I like her older album "Eye To The Telescope" better. By the way, I can't wait for Natasha Bedingfield's new album on the twenty-second.

I haven't written in a while, as my friend Alyssa pointed out. I think she's the only person who reads this stupid thing beside me.

Geography Bee tests and the weekend.

2008-01-11T15:14:00.000-08:00

School was pretty sucky today. Since I had won the National Geograpic Geography Bee on Monday, I had to take the test to see if I could go to States. You have your State sports competitions, I have my nerdy yet awesome Geo ones.

I don't know what I'm doing this weekend. My dad's going to the Packer game and leaving me desolate and alone in my own house lest I get to a friend's house. I think I'll take pictures of things with the uber expensive thousand dollar professional camera we got. I like photography. Maybe I'll post a few of my pictures, or even base a layout on one like I did with that Mary Poppins picture in the corner.

I need a more interesting life.

It's a half-day!

2008-01-10T12:52:00.000-08:00

Right now it's 2:52 PM, and at this time normally I would be wasting away in art class waiting for the announcements and watching my friends get yelled at by the irritable Dort DeWild. Oh, but today's different. So I got out three hours early.

My arms hurt from those flipping shots. Someone (who's remaining anonymous) hit the one with two of the three vaccinations. Eh.

I have to get my hair cut. I'm debating whether if I should get highlights or not. Alyssa said I should get blonde highlights and some lowlights, but that's what I did last time. I want blue or purple tips, but if I did that my dad would have a heart attack.

But that's my dad for you. Not much black, no skulls or crossbones, or anything he considers gothic. Which, to him, is anything that isn't pink or frilly. I don't like pink very much. Frills tick me off.

My life is boring, isn't it?

Ack.

2008-01-09T16:11:00.000-08:00

School. What a subject.

It's Wednesday which means my middle school has Advisor/Advisee. This is the term for 'A So-Called Class Where You Sit and Talk About Your Feelings.' Of course, this never happens.

Mr Kempfert is my Advisor teacher. He's the science teacher, and he's flipping awesome. I swear he was a pyromaniac in a past life. He does these little 'demonstrations' that involve either fire, static electricity, or something else fun and painful. Ever played around with a Van de Graaff generator? We have. So we spent a few minutes lighting tables on fire and spraying hairspray on them. He also gave us cookies, which means I did eat breakfast today; I don't usually eat at my house, we have nothing for breakfast except Rasin Bran.

Nothing else really happened until three-thirty when I was dragged to the doctor's. It was supposed to just be a yearly checkup, nothing special. And then my old man brings up meningitis vaccinations.

For those of you who don't know what it is, trust me, it's bad. It's a disease, spread through large masses or people like dorm rooms or military barracks, that attacks your central nervous system and usually damages your brain. Which-do I have to say it?- can kill you. My grandpa died of it, so apparently my family is more at risk.

So they agreed on giving it to me. And then, lone behold! My tetanus shot was due! And just to make it all the more joyous, they decided I needed an HPV vaccine WHEN I'M NOT EVEN FREAKING SEXUALLY ACTIVE. It's a series of three shots, the HPV vaccination. The first one you get right away, then two months later the next, and the last six months from that.

Three shots. At different times. After that torture was done, the nurse smiled and said, "Have a nice day!" I want to beat something with a baseball bat.

(For those of you who are so stupid you don't know what HPV is, it's Human Papilloma Virus, or flipping genital warts. If women get it, they will most likely get cervical cancer. All this fuss over nothing, because I'm not sexually active. Dub masses.)

Oh no.

2008-01-08T16:58:00.000-08:00

Have I really stooped so low as to write my own blog?

Sadly, yes. I was sitting talking to Stanford, and he was telling me about MySpace, which is entirely retarded. Why on Earth would I make an account on a site where a bunch of illiterate morons (and most are at my school, by the way) that hate me because I can actually speak English with proper grammar post comments about how much they loathe my personality and what I like?

Yeah. That's exactly how bad teens in America are today. They can't be unique, so they have to nark at people who are. Frankly, I hope they all find this so they know how stupid they really are.

Alright, I believe I'm done raving. If you're still reading this, thank you. You can call me Boxie. Yes, it's a nickname. I don't want to put my real name on here, even if you already know who I am. Now, onto business...

I've recently been thinking about taking up a religion. I used to be Lutheran; I went to a church almost every week or as often as I could. This was about four years after my mother died, so I would have been at least eleven. I haven't been back after the emotional aspect of being near God and Heaven and my mother got to me.
Just the other day, I was reading my Japanese dictionary (I did mention I have weird hobbies, didn't I?) and I remembered that a lot of the Japanese are Buddhists. I like Japan. They have an interesting culture, and I'm attempting to learn their language.
So at this moment I am researching religions, in case I decide to take one up.
My dad's a scientist-y guy, you know? I'm interested in the whole history/science/evolution deal, because to me it seems logical. To me, creationism isn't that logical. I'm not entirely sure that it's possible for one man, no matter how powerful he may be, to create an entire universe, which is, as far as we know, limitless and endless. I don't mean to offend anyone here; this is my opinion, and I'm not forcing it on you. Believe what you want, because you will learn that I do.
To me, the utmost important thing is that we do have the Earth, whether it was created by God or another force such as the Big Bang. I am thankful that I'm able to not only live here, but flourish.