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What Your Soul Really Looks Like



You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to.

You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.

You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.

Your near future is still unknown, and a little scary. You'll get through wild times - and you'll textually enjoy it.

For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.

Inside the Room of Your Soul

http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/

So, from June 12th through the 15th, I was in Driver's ED. I was lucky that I knew two of the people there. Anyway, I passed it.

Next day(Friday), Mother and I went to the DMV and I took my Learner's Permit test. I passed it, first try. Yay. It's not valid till I have my first two hours with an instructor, but hey, I got it out of the way. So, by sometime into my senior year I'll be able to drive other people. By my rough calculations, I'll be able to drive anyone sometime in January 2008.

Feels a little odd that it's almost legal for me to be operating a car.

I suppose that's it. That and take note people who live near me, I'm not going to be your chauffeur or available ride.

Out of the battle cries I tested out(several names I have), my original nickname came out with the best one.

Okay, the thing doesn't work since it's meant for a blog format I guess. But, this is what it says:

Sprinting out of the terrain, wielding two hardened pitas, cometh Red Tailed Hawk! And she gives a low howl:

"In the name of Thor the Mighty, I lay waste to the landscape until Satan himself emerges from the pit to thank me!"

That was the best out of the four or so names I used.

(with lower case i)
Rampaging through the candy store, swinging buzzsaw hand extensions, cometh Silver Incense! And she gives a spectacular scream:

"I'm going to beat you so painfully, you will see ultraviolet!"

(with upper case I)
Striding on the desert, clutching a thorned whip, cometh Silver Incense! And she gives a booming howl:

"For the love of carnage and discord, I tear into the enemy faster than the super-flu!!"

(with lower case k)
Rampaging over the icy wasteland, clutching a burning branch, cometh Ariana Karasu! And she gives a spectacular howl:

"Brace yourself, oh human speck of dust! I bring darkness and mayhem until my glands are satisfied!"

(with upper case K)
Stalking over the tarmac, attacking with a mighty sword, cometh Ariana Karasu! And she gives a gutteral roar:

"For the love of carnage and discord, I shall paint the town a sanguine shade of doom!!"

Zang! Who is that, striding amidst the hotel lobby! It is Red, hands clutching a meaty axe! And with a mighty cry, her voice cometh:

"For the love of beatings, I shall discombobulate the entire world!"

(with a lower case in my last name)
Striding on the fields, carrying gilded boxing gloves, cometh (my real name here)! And she gives a gutteral scream:

"For the love of carnage and discord, I come like a storm and lay waste like a hurricane!!!"

(with an uppercase in my last name, this is a weird one)
Sprinting on the icy wasteland, cutting down all who dare stand in the way using a studded crowbar, cometh (my real name here)! And she gives a booming roar:

"I'm going to make tacos with your corpse!!!"

Weird...

Well, on Saturday night on the way back from walking, Kelly had a sparrow fledgling in her mouth. See, I didn't realize this until we were in the street when I heard a little bird sound coming from her. I freaked out and yanked at Kelly to let it go. Way to go me. That was such a stupid move, but hey, I was going into a panic. After taking the sparrow fledgling inside, I saw that it was bleeding where the tail feathers meet the skin. I bet it was my fault, but I'll never really know.

This won't be a long entry, I'm not depressed or anything over it. I'm rather indifferent about the whole thing.

Anyway, I got best friend M to tell me instructions of what to do. Not five minutes after he was done telling me what to do, the bird dies. My guess is it snapped its neck from panicking when we were in the kitchen. I'd already stopped trying to get it to drink a little water(and I mean a little, barely two drops). I was afraid it'd fall to the floor or just tip over onto the counter, but whatever happened, it died quickly. The neck was so limp/loose, that's why I think its neck broke. (See, I went to the kitchen to give it just a bit of water since it was dehydrated, that was the first thing I was supposed to do.)

The second thing I was supposed to do was give it a bath to clean off the blood and check for breaks in the feathers and remove the broken ones so the bird didn't keep bleeding. It was dead, so there wasn't much point in washing it, but I kind of did so anyway. What a weirdo I am. I cleaned off some blood anyway and opened the wings and such. Basically seeing what the sparrow looked like and such. Yeah, I'd been holding and watching the thing for the past hour or two, but I had been too afraid to move it too much. It was cute, not entirely feathered yet. After the short and not very thorough bath, I took it out to that same flower bed and dropped it in. Yeah, rather unceremoniously.

I won't lie, I would have liked it to have lived, but I'm not sad, upset or anything of the like. I knew from the start that fledgling sparrows are near impossible to take care of. I was expecting it to die before morning. Yeah, I didn't have high hopes. It was my first experience with taking care of a wild bird, and yet I didn't get emotional. Not a single tear, no heart wrenching feeling. I had just wanted to try to help it. Hey, if it was my fault it snapped its neck, I still don't feel bad. On its own, yeah it might have survived, or some animal would have gotten it and eaten it. At least I might have given it a quick death. Anyway, so I guess that's a bit of excitement from my life.

Other than that I went to see the play, Cabaret, at my school, twice. I helped build the set. Anyway, that's it. :3

Weird title, I guess. Splenda leaves a bad after-taste sometimes. Anyway...

I'm currently 15 going on 16. The 'sweet sixteen' thing and I don't know what makes sixteen so special. I have a possible origin in mind, but I don't have any facts or sources to back it up. Whatever though. I'm one of the many many people who don't feel like their birthday is special, yet want their friends' birthdays to be as close to perfect as possible. They make a big deal about other people's birthdays, but not their own.

Random pondering: The word 'many' looks quite weird when you think about how you say it. I don't blame people who have a difficult time learning English. ._.0 What a strange language.

Back on topic. Mother has been asking me what I want to do for my sweet sixteen. And, really, I don't know. It's just a birthday like the ones before it, isn't it? Nothing changes when I become sixteen. I can't drive(haven't even taken Driver's E.D. yet.), Mother still won't let me walk to a store down the street alone, I can't walk to the fish store thing down the street from my school with my best friend, I can't drink, and I don't have a job. So...I just don't get it. What's so great about sixteen?

Mother said that she regrets not doing anything really special for her sixteenth birthday. My sister said she regrets not going to prom because it's one of the only times you can get all dressed up and see your friends dressed up too. Well, I doubt any of the friends I hangout with on a daily basis are going to go to prom.

The way Mother and my sister talk about sweet sixteen makes me feel obligated to do something special. I don't want to go out of the country(yes, that was offered to me.) because the family goes with me, they ride on my coat tails. It'd just be a family vacation and tacking on that it's a gift to you. I guess that's a very negative look on it. On the upside it would be that I get to go somewhere international. But, I like just spending my birthday with friends. Hell, I think I'd just like to spend it alone in my room on the computer with online friends.

I'm being a little oddball. I feel that I'm actually quite a lonely person who really wants company, yet I like just being alone with some inanimate object. You know, like a puzzle, a piano, and obviously the computer. Well...I suppose the computer has animation, but it isn't a living creature. Even though I seem to treat these inanimate things as if they were alive in some way. I talked to the little 500 piece puzzle of I have, last night. I say 'good night' to my computer every time I turn it off at night.

-is a little crazy-

Or craving company that doesn't speak to me. Company that I control.

-is a little more crazy- ._.0

I don't know what interesting things I could do for my sixteenth birthday. There isn't a whole lot to do in this city. Mini golf, bowling, Laser Quest, and movies are basic things to do. Mother suggested having a sleepover at a hotel instead of at the house. I've been to one or two of those before.

However, when I just get down to it (finally), I don't really have a ton of fun at my birthday parties. I do have fun, but not as much as one would think a birthday girl would have. I don't feel like all the planning pays off. The party becomes more hassle than it was worth.

-pessimistic moment-

Well, I suppose that was a little about what's been going on lately.

Mersh.

The Keys to Your Heart



You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.

You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was arrogant, acting like the dictator of your life.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.

You think of marriage pessimistically. You don't think happy marriages exist anymore.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/

I don't think I'd actually cheat on the person I was dating. ._.0

Your Inner Child Is Scared



Like a kid, you tend to shy away from new experiences.
You prefer what's tried and true - novelty is scary!
New foods, new places, and new friends are difficult for you to deal with.
Some say you're predictable, but you enjoy being comfortable.

How Is Your Inner Child?

http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/

D: Imma scared!

You Are 42% Evil



You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.
Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.

How Evil Are You?

http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/

I'm the same as one of my friends, according to this quizzy thing.

Update on my life some other day. =P

The amazingness of what can happen on a seemingly average day. =D

For the first time, ever, someone IMed me because of me saying 'mersh' in their thread instead of something like 'bump'. n.n

And that interesting person is: Vadokins!

Feel special, Vadokins, feel special. :3

Add-on: And, Vadokins donated a pandy pack and 1k to me. <3

Your Eyes Should Be Hazel



Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality

What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation

What Color Should Your Eyes Be?

http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/

I've always liked the color hazel. Mersh.

Anyway, quick update since I'm trying to draw. Never done a back shot before. x_x

My grades for last semester:

Spanish 2: B <---Amazing!
Advanced Choir: A
Geometry(yawn) : A
World Literature: A

Pretty good. Especially that B in Spanish. <3

Next, classes for this semester and what I think of them so far:

Chemistry Honors: Mildly interesting, but sometimes when the teacher is explaining things, I want to sleep.

World History: Grrness! I don't like the class. I'm all for learning about history and earning a grade for myself in the process. But, I can't stand relying on fellow classmates for my own grade. (Quite a few group things, not projects, in-class activities)

P.E. 10 - Easy teacher, I just don't like the liners...and I'm not participating very much during indoor soccer. <_<0 I'm not a sporty person...I'll try more today.

And, then I don't have a fourth block. I spend the block in the room of the AVID teacher I know(I dropped out of AVID after my first year of it). I get my homework done during that time. :3 Very useful.

And that's it for my quick update. I won't be sleeping in tomorrow, even though it's a late-start. I haven't made much progress with this back shot. I wish myself luck. :3 Bye-byes. n.n