So my mom and I want to paint the house. We already have the colors. Different purple shades in the bathroom (mom insisted) and yellow throughout the house (I insisted). No, we’re not lakers fans. My grandma is, but my mom isn’t though she’ll sometimes claim that she is. And I really don’t like any sports teams. I just don’t like sports in general. 
We plan on painting the bathroom first, because it’s the size of a closet and we can do that fairly quickly. We’ll have to spackle this one spot first, though, where my dad ripped the toilet roll holder out of the wall for one reason or another. No biggie. For the rest of the house, though, we’re talking about inviting a bunch of my friends over to help us move crap and paint. It’ll be faster/easier that way, and afterwards we can all pile in my room and watch movies or whatever lol. I don’t know why, but I got shoved with the best television in the house. I don’t regularly watch it, either, unless you count how often I watch Spirited Away. It was bought for me when I was on my Kingdom Hearts phase though, so I don’t really mind.

In Sailor Moon I’m up to episode 24 ヽ( ´¬`)ノ ﾜ〜ｲ !! 
After I finish all of it (which may be a while; there’s 200 episodes and a few movies) I’ll have to start on my Asian drama list that I made a while back. I know I’ve watched ISWAK1&2 and Zettai Kareshi. I have a feeling I’ll end up watching ISWAK again, though rofl. I loved that show too much :,D

It really annoys me how every time I ask my mom when I can take the driving test she just says, “soon”. >: I 
I’ve been driving for a couple months now. I’m effing taking that test next month sometime. Ho yes.

 I've been watching a lot of Sailor Moon. I finished episode 16 last night. I just know that if I ever met Usagi I'd end up slapping her upside the head D: She cries ever 5 seconds. I just learn to block it out. I also kind of wish she'd grow a spine, for once, because she definitely doesn't have one. At all. Tuxedo Mask has to come in every goddam fight and save her skimpy ass. Wtf. But I do love how he'll show up, save her once, then run away. He seriously must stalk her or something just so that he can. :D Oh, and my subtitle reading abilities really fail. Or just reading anything quickly. It doesn't always work with me. Sort of like how I read "copic pens" as "epic penis". I just do this it all the time. It makes watching it all the more entertaining:
Rei: So he lives all by himself? :D <3
Motoki: Oh yeah. He's a son of a bitch.
Me: O___O ? *rewinds* 
Motoki: Oh yeah. He's the son of a rich family.

I finally got a poster of William Shatner. I need one of Will Smith now. And any other things I could possibly find at that comic store down in Santa Monica. Oh how they make me squeal with fangirlish delight n____n We also got posters for Mars Attacks, The Fifth Element, and Blade Runner. They're going to be hung up around the house :D

I really kind of want a button maker. One that makes all sizes. Hmm yes. Nick and Mage both have one but I'm pretty certain that Mage doesn't have hers with her in Japan. Yeh, no. But just imagine all the pins I could make! I probably wont end up getting one, but oh do I love to fantasize.

Watched Heroes last night. Damn, that poor deranged Luke boy's gonna get raped, I swear. Sylar tends to do that to his friends. The part that stuck out the most for me?
Sylar: *strangling someone with his mind powers* . . . *sips coffee*
Oh how I love my villains. And yeah. Nathan's so gonna get slapped one of these days. He's really rather annoying. & Daphne'd best come back or I'm gonna rip off some heads D: 

The other day while we were at the store I found a tiny spider trying to make a web out of my mom's hair. 
Yeah. I'm not joking. I killed it before letting her know. 

I like instant coffee. A nice girl I used to hang out with more hooked me onto it. We both liked tea more, but had to have that cup in the morning. And I slept over at her house so often it just became routine. 1 cup coffee, then 7 cups of tea. The kind I’m using now, Medaglia D’oro (I think that’s how you spell it. Either way it’s all in caps on the front), smells faintly like bacon, and it only smells that way after you add the boiling water; in the little container it just smells like coffee goodness. I think I might try using a different brand.

I wish I could enjoy all the rain we’ve been getting more. I love rain so much but I can’t go out in it without getting sicker. I’ve had whatever this is (mom says flu, I say just a regular cold) since I got back from Disneyland, the place of magic, wonder, and apparently overflowing with germs. I’ve also recently realized that birds don’t seem to go and hide anywhere when rain starts. Not like cats, or other animals. They just sit there, on the wires, with a very “Eh, fuck it,” type of expression.

Oh, and apparently, my friends down in the Oceanside area want me to come for another visit. Once for Tamlin's birthday, which is the day before my GED testing starts, and another for when Tamlin's the lead in a play titled "He Who Gets Slapped". Sounds like a good show. I'm going to bring out The Fall, an epic movie and a super favorite of mine, and make them watch it. That's what happened last time, anyway. Except someone else was making us watch a different movie. No biggie O:

So there's this mark on the back of my white cardigan. I don't like it. But I wear the cardigan anyway, because it's on the back and I can just pretend it's not there. It's black. Like, you know when the chain on your bike comes loose and your hands get all marked up from setting it right again? It's that kind of mark, only on my cardigan. How the hell did I get that on there? I need to wash it. It's covered in all kinds of nast. I added a tea stain to it this afternoon.

I should study for the GED. I wonder how many things I'll fail before I pass everything? I know I'll pass English (pfff, effing breeze, man) and Social Studies, but everything else? Oh lord. Every time I pass that phonebook sized practice book it glares at me, I swear. And I glare back. Then I go and hide in the corner with my tail between my legs.

I don't know why, but everybody's been quite fond of texting me recently. It's bugging the hell out of me. I'd much rather just chat with them on the phone, but no. They'd rather text. But fuck that, it's so annoying. Well, a few texts are alright, but when people insist on having entire conversations? And I hate it when people use chatspeak, or whatever the hell that's called. Where you use 4 for for, and u for you. Learn to fucking spell, people. It doesn't take a whole hour to actually spell out the word, does it now? Go practice your English or something and quit texting me.

I've been a bad girl and have started downloading songs illegally again. And mmm, do those songs sound delicious. Ho nooo, I'm stealing cookies from the cookie jar! Crystal shouldn't have introduced me to it in the first place. It's hard not to use it. I still like buying CDs, though. I like having CDs ._____.;