Well it's about that time again. NEW YEARS RESOULTION TIME. Let's look back at my resolutions from 2009 and see how I did:

1. Be more honest.
2. Stop being afraid of telling people the truth.
3. Get into yoga.
4. Be able to do at least 10 consecutive pull-ups. (don't ask)
5. Finish the Sydney Opra house puzzle you've been working on for over a year.
6. Beat Spyro: Year of the Dragon.
7. Eat less chocolate.
8. Be nicer to people.
9. Finish TH.
10. Finish The City of Mirrors. (I doubt I'll get both this and 9 done, but I can dream can't I?)
11. Start Blaireau. (old project)
12. Finish The Paranoia Paradox. (Portal short story)

Okay... well er... I got... I almost...

Okay I didn't get ANY of those done. Not even the really arbitrary ones like #8.

WAIT, I GOT #5 DONE. SO HA!

...

Poor poor naive 2008 version of me.

Clearly the 2009 version of me is VERY MUCH superior. So here is my new New Years Resolution list.

1. Start TH up again.
2. Procrastinate less (notice I did not say "STOP procrastinating")
3. Learn how to do that thing you really suck at but should know how to do(DON'T ASK OKAY, I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT. THAT'S HOW MUCH I SUCK.)
4. Try not to epic fail American Studies.
5. Don't break your computer again.
6. Find me one o' them boyfriend thingies.
7. Get my BMI below 20 (curently 21.7 or something like that, I'm going to weigh myself soon and get the official number). [21.4 BITCHES. This is gonna be easy.]

See? This list is much superior because it is shorter and has simpler goals. That last one is pretty important to me so... gotta work on that.

Oh well, anyways, Happy New Year everybody!

So, I'M off to prepare to go skiing Friday SO HA. TAKE THAT.

EDIT: Updated so it looks all fancy and crap now!

Alrighty mi amigos! The SSAPC is an interesting little thing I have started up between myself and (though I'm sure she wouldn't mind if anyone wanted to play along). Here is how it will work:

Once a week one of us will establish an object for us both to photograph. We will take turns picking the "theme", switching back and forth each week. There are only a few rules:
1. The theme chosen must be something that is not traditionaly beautiful or artistic. i.e. a hairbrush or a juicebox. Mundane natural objects. This is to test our ability as photographers, as is this entire project.
2. Nobody can choose a theme that has already been used.
3. All photos must be uploaded by midnight sunday night the participant's local time (I can't think of a better way to do this, as ~golden-3point14 lives on the west coast and *DrPuffbean lives on the east coast).
4. The "theme" does not have to be the only thing in the photograph, but it must be clearly visible and distinguishable.
5. Participants must upload at least one photo every round.

Other than that the world is our oyster! Since we are both so absent minded though (I hope you don't mind me saying that), we think it best to keep track of our progress in our journals.

Progress:
Week 1 (7/27): Tissues
Golden:
Doc:

Week 2 (8/3): Forks
Golden:
Doc:

Week 3 (8/10): Books
Golden: N/A
Doc:

HIATUS

I. HATE. AIRPLANES.

Did you get that? HATE. HATE HATE BURNING PASSION HATE.

I said I would not post any more journals because I didn't want to be whiney. WELL I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO LISTEN TO ME RANTING THEN YOU CAN WALK AWAY RIGHT NOW.

Okay, deeeeep breaths.

It all started when we got off the first half of our flight (a little before noon) and needed to make our connection at 1:15. Somehow, we missed every single tram and walked all the way from the back of concourse F to the end of concourse C in the Minneapolis airport. Go ahead, go look it up. IT'S FAR.

So we finally get there and we decide to go get some food. My mom got a mini-pizza and I went to A&W to order a hotdog and some deep fried cheese curds. A HOTDOG AND CHEESE CURDS. Not that complicated, right? Then why did it take 20 minutes to make them?

Whatever. At this point I'm still feeling pretty okay, I just want to get home. I eat my food and we start back to our gate. AND THIS IS WHEN IT ALLLLLLLL STARTED GETTING MESSED UP.

12:30- We arrive at our gate to find that we've been gate-changed.

12:45- We get to our new gate and are told there's a 30 minute delay. I'm okay with that, I could use a chance to breathe.

12:50- Airport Lady: "Oh, whoops. It's really an hour delay."
Me: "Er... well... alright, that's cool, I guess. I have a book, I'm good."

1:00- Airport Lady: "JK, PLANE IS HERE NOW, GET ON. D:<"

1:15- I've settled down in my seat, got the AC blasting and suddenly all the power just SHUTS DOWN. No air, no light, no nothing. Captian: "Er... looks like we've got a problem. BRB, gonna go find maintenance."

1:30- Captian: "K, we're all good, gonna fly this plane now." At about this point I fall asleep. It's been a long day, I'm tired, so sue me.

2:00- I wake up and see we're on the tarmac. NAIEVELY, I assume I've managed to sleep through the whole flight and we've landed. After a few moments I realize NO SUCH LUCK, we haven't even taken off yet.

2:30- Flight Attendant(henceforth known as "Suzanne"): "Um... It appears we have some more difficulties, we're going to return to the gate now and try and figure this out."

2:45- Suzanne: "LOL COMPLIMENTARY WATER AND PEANUTS! " (keep in mind "peanuts" means about 7 peanuts in a bag the size of a sugar packet.)

3:00- Captain: "Okay, we're all good, all we need to do is refuel and we're ready for takeoff."

3:15- Suzanne: "Do you want me to re-read all the safety info?"
Everybody Else: "NO. D:<"
Suzanne: "Am I really that boring? "
EE: "*sigh* nooo..."

3:20- Captain: "LULZ, RN'T WE SO LUCK THE FULE PEOPLE CAME SO QUICK?"
Me: "WTF?"
Lady Next To Me: "Seriously, what the fuck?" XD I must admit, she really did say that and I lol'd SO HARD.

4:00- (This is when I really started writing down everything that was happening because I knew we were SCREWED. All this was scrawled in the back of my summer reading book.)Captain: "Er... it looks like the maintenance people never did replace that part they were supposed to replace in the beginning so... BACK TO THE GATE."
Lady Next To Me:

4:05- Suzanne: "Please send Pinacle((the company that owns delta)) lots of nasty letters. I will now give you their address."

4:06- Suzanne: \"DON'TTHINKIWASTELLINGYOUNOTTOSENDLETTERSTODE LTA,BECAUSETHAT'SNOTWHATIMEANT.FEELFREETOSENDEVILLETTERSTOTHEMTOO,YOUKNOWWHATIMEAN?\"
Me: " way to backpeddal Suzanne."

4:10- Lady Next To Me: "Er... is this a bad time to mention that I claustrophobic?"

4:15- My Mom (a couple seats away): "So what exactly is broken?"
Suzanne: "LOL THE WHOLE PLANE! "
Other Guy: " No. Seriously. What's broken?"
Suzanne: "Er... I DON'T KNOW. T.T"

4:16- Captain: So apparently some of you ((the whole plane)) have been asking ((yelling)) what exactly is wrong with the plane. Essentially a battery charger broke. It's really not a big deal."
Me: "If it's not a big deal then why is it STILL BROKEN?"

4:20- Suzzane: "If you want to get off the plane and stretch your legs (though it would be really nice if you would just stay on the plane) please raise your hand."
Half The Plane:

4:23- Suzzane: "Okay, JK, everybody has to get off and they have to do it now."

4:25- Everybody gets off the plane. (Please note that we were on that plane for nearly 3 and a half hours just sitting there.)

4:40- People start demanding meal vouchers. Some are making hotel reservations.

4:45- Airport Lady: "Okay, we're all fixed, and you should be able to reboard soon."

5:00- Airport Lady: "Er... wait. No, you can't board yet."

5:18- We're allowed to get back on the plane, and the airport people start passing out these little envelopes. Everybody got one and they were good for a free cocktail and $25 to be spent on any delta ticket.
Me: "Yay. I can fly to the end of my street. "

5:20- As I walk onto the plane I pass Suzanne. This little old lady behind me looks at her and says in that old grumbly old person voice "So you're still here then? D:<" After I stop giggling like a MANIAC, I settle down AGAIN. The guy next to my mom never got back on the plane, so at least we got to sit together at this point.

5:30- New Captain: "Er... wow. So it sounds like you guys have had a rough day. Don't worry about it though, because I'll totally get you guys there."
Me: "THANK YOU! SOMEONE COMPETENT AT LAST!"

5:35- We pull out to start the taxi (for the 4th time).

5:36- Suzanne reads the safety info. AGAIN.

6:00- New Captain: "Er... you're not going to believe this but... we've got more technical difficulties."
EE: HOLY !@#$%ING !@#$%!!!!!
New Captain: "You deserve to know what the heck is going on, and essentailly one of our sensors is going off when there's no reason it should till we're even in the air. What we're going to do is basically reboot the plane's computer."
EE: ...okay, good to know at least...

6:10- New Captain: "We're all ready for takeoff! SUZANNE SIT DOWN.

6:15- TAKEOFF! ((and there was much rejoicing))

6:25- Suzanne: Everybody will now recieve complimentary snacks (unless you want something besides peanuts) and beverages. Now, I know you got giftcards for a free cocktail but... you can't use that on this flight.

7:40- LANDED!!!!!
Me: *kisses ground*

D: So that's that. Worst flight of my life. And I've been on some pretty shitty flights.

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Half of my head is very happy right now, and the other half is kind of sad.

I must admit it's a little disorienting.

Any-whoosey-whatsit, I am trying to make a nice, proper journal I won't hate having up for a long time.

I am 16 now. Isn't that peachy keen? :3

People are seeming very cool to me now. I feel like maybe someday, I too might be a cool person.

As a side note, I really do sort of want to win that contest... and I never enter contests unless I think I really CAN win (okay, except that whole =tagl thing. that was different.) I want to enter more contests. And maybe win some schollarships.

but let's not get ahead of ourselves.

I feel the bite of the writing bug... perhaps I'll go be productive or something.

ITCHYITCHYITCHYITCHYYYYYYY!

D: SO ITCHY.

SO MUCH PAIN.

BUT SOOOOOOO WORTH IT.

There was an awesome end-o'-the-school-year pahtay.

And it started out just chilling around playing video games inside...

but then somewhere around midnight when we were cracked out on cola and cornchips we were like "LAWLZ LET'S GO OUTSIDE! 8D"

...so we did.

And we started playing lap-tag, and rolling in the grass, and wrestling, and it was awesome stuff.

...till we woke up in the morning.

covered from head to toe in bug bites and tiny cuts from all the grass slicing us up. And everybody was aching from the lap-tag and wrestling and my toe was bleeding because I kicked someone's N64 controler out of their hand.

BUT IT WAS SOOOOOO AWESOME.

*cough* ...anyway

I'll be starting my photography classes soon. That will be fun.

And as you may have seen I entered two deviations into a contest. Cross your fingers for me.

OW OW OW OW!!!!!

HOLY SNAP CRACKLE POP.

I was going to make this a comic, but I'm too lazy, 'cept I still think it's an interesting story SO YOU GET TO HEAR IT YO.

Alright, so I my 'rentals and I were at Best Buy today, because they are FINALY replacing their T.V. from like the '20s. Anyway I followed them around for a while but then I got really bored, so I skipped off to look at video games.

(Some of the details in this might sound wierd at first, but they're relevant, I promise). Alright so I went over to the PC games and I was looking around, and taking my time, because there really weren't a lot of people there at the time. I was about to go into the next aisle, but there was this guy in it, and since I'm such a little wierdo and I play the most random games, I'm kind of self-concious about people watching me while I pick out electronics. So I started to move on but just before I walked away the guy looked up at me and smiled. I was like "Aw isn't he sweet?" so I smiled back and walked on. I went to look at DS games, but I got bored pretty quick. So I figured the guy was probably out of the PC section by now, and I went back (fyi, for later relevancies, PC games and DS games are basically on the opposite sides of the store). He wasn't there so I started looking at games and getting pretty comfortable. THEN THIS PART WAS JUST LIKE A FREAKING MOVIE TO ME. I'm reading the back of a gamebox (it was a pretty crappy game actually) and all of a sudden I hear this voice next to me:

"So you're a girl gamer?"

THE GUY IS SUDDENLY RIGHT NEXT TO ME. So once I start breathing again I respond:
Me: "Oh, uh... yeah, I guess."
Guy: "Wow, yeah, you don't see many of those around."
Me: "Ha ha, yeah, we're a pretty rare breed."
Guy: "Oh yeah yeah I love 'em." (I'm not sure whether he meant games or women, I don't really want to know actually)
Me: "Uh huh."
*awkward silence*
Guy: "Oh, man I'm having trouble deciding what to get.”
Me: “Ha ha, yeah that’s the hardest part.”
Guy: “You know I have a 54 inch T.V. to watch all my games on.”
Me: “Uh huh…” *sneaks away*

So I went into the next aisle, and by this point I’m like kind of freaked out, so I’m hoping he’ll just leave me alone. I waited a bit and he was still in the other aisle, so I relaxed, THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN HE STARTS WALKING TOWARDS ME FROM THE OTHER END OF THE AISLE.

I high-tailed it out of there, and went back to the DS section. As I was walking/running there I said to myself “Okay, if he follows me here, he’s officially stalking me.” So I stayed there for a few minutes, and I was like “sh, I over-reacted, he’s clearly not coming. I should just enjoy myself and look at the games I want.” So I was walking back to the PC section and THERE HE IS. I’m walking down one side of the racks, looking down the aisles as I go (I hope that made sense), and on the other side THE GUY IS WALKING RIGHT TOWARDS WHERE I HAD JUST BEEN.

AND HE WAS SMILING LIKE A MANIAC.

I managed to lose him in washing machines, but (look away, golden) HOLY CRAP THAT GUY SCARED THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF ME!

I actually stayed right next to my parents for about half an hour after that, then I went back to games and he was nowhere to be found.

Maybe it was all a coincidence, but this guy was like 25 maybe and he’s just talking to this 15 year old girl for Pete’s sake! He was so creeperish…

Hm… Poll: Am I over reacting?