Monday, December 29, 2008

Confession Number Sixty

I must confess...

...that I have had one of the best Christmas breaks ever.

This won't be a complete confession because I don't want to talk about everything.

But, just know that I am much more happier and joyful. You should be too!

I love you!


Saturday, November 29, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Nine

I must confess...

... that I absolutely love the month of December.

This month is filled with so much joy, and spirit, and love! And I love it. (Just thinking about it gives me a nice, warm, fuzzy feeling.)

Although December is so flipping awesome, it can also be very hectic and insane...

You see, December = Performing Arts to the MAX.

There are so many concerts and performances, auditions and rehearsals to be at. I just took a look at my schedule for December, which isn't even updated, and I have some kind of performance just about every weekend. But, the thing is, I love it. I love getting up on the stage and performing for the audience. One of the most satisfying feelings is to see your audience enjoy your performance.

I am very much looking forward to this year's December. I think I will try to appreciate the people around me more. Without them, I would be nothing.

Enjoy your December this year. Think of how blessed you are and remember to give the world's greatest gift to those around you - love.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Eight

I must confess...

...that I finally a writer.

50050 words, 103 pages, 28 days. (with 2 days to spare!)


(also, i have a ridiculous amount of love for the entire world right now. :D)

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Intermission: "Yes We Can."

I don't like to talk about politics. I don't trust politics, or politicians, and often times I doubt people themselves; sometimes it's really hard to believe that all people are inherently good. I don't like political parties, I don't like underhanded campaign ads.

I don't like to talk about politics, but yesterday I talked more often and more passionately about politics than I ever thought I would be able to. I got riled up, I got angry, I got so pissed off that my vision bled red.

And then.

I was anxious, I was elated, I was in disbelief.

Finally, I was triumphant. We were triumphant.

I don't like to talk about politics, but last night was not about politics. Last night was not about Democrat or Republican, Obama or McCain, not for me, not even a little bit.

Last night was, simply, about America, and how lucky I am, how incredibly fortunate and thankful I am, to breathe the air in this country, to live and learn in this country. I was so filled with love, and with unity.

America is not Europe, with it's beautiful antiquity, which is drenched in elegance and wisdom. America is not China, the birthplace of my parents, which is full of life and history.

But America is mine. America is ours. I have never been so deeply in love with this country as I was last night, as I lay in bed, curled up in my comforter, watching history unfold on the television.

I am sixteen, and I could not vote in this election, despite how much I wished to. But I'd like to say thank you, to everyone who voted, no matter who for, and to everyone overseas who was so passionately devoted and supportive.

" all those who have wondered if Americas beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow."

I don't like to talk about politics, which is okay, because for me this is not about politics.

This is about a feeling. It is awe and hope and pride and this thing, this overwhelming emotion, one which starts near the base of my heart and swells upward. It makes me want to sing, to hug my loved ones close and laugh in joy.

This is about America, because I have finally seen, in full clarity, what America can be, and it is glorious.

Friday, October 31, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Seven

I must confess...

...that I've spontaneously agreed to write a novel. In a month.

NaNoWriMo, for those that don't know, is a project intended for anyone who's ever entertained the thought of writing a novel, but has been scared off by the daunting task of it.

Basically, in the month of November, I'm going to write a minimum of 50,000 words. The short period of time makes it so that I can't self-edit as I write, which has always been hard for me.

I start in a little over six hours.

I'm sort of freaking out, in this anxious, excited way.

Wish me luck.


Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Six

I must confess...

... that my AP Euro teacher completely fails at teaching. And everyone in my class feels the same way.
He thinks that in an AP class you should focus on the big picture during class discussions and then worry about the little details on the test. This is a completely ridiculous philosophy on an AP class.

AP classes are supposed to be at the college level. I'm pretty sure that teachers in college don't teach like he teaches. He doesn't even know what he's talking about! Countless times, we have corrected him on his facts.

The essays are ridiculous. He doesn't even grade them. He doesn't read them. He simply gives everyone 100%. I heard that one of my friends wrote one essay on the origin of the word f**k and still got a 100%. It makes me so mad! He's not preparing us for the AP Euro exam at all!

This is his second year teaching AP Euro, and he should have never been given that position. So many people warned me not to take his class. Sometimes I wish I would have listened.

Last night, I sent a message out to a bunch of people in the class on facebook asking if anybody would back me up if I brought this situation up with the administration. I got a heck of a lot of support, but we ultimately decided to talk to our teacher first and tell him that we feel he is teaching the wrong way. If he didn't change, we would bring it up with our principal.

Today when I came into class, guess who I saw! The principal. Sitting at our teacher's desk to evaluate his teaching. Our teacher performed pretty well for not knowing crap. He still got a lot of things wrong. Not to mention the fact that a girl in our class taught us about Peter the Great the first half of class. You should have seen our principal's face! She was paying such great attention to the things she was saying about Peter the Great; it was kind of scary. I think she thought to herself, "Wow! A student has actually learned something?! I'm so surprised one of our students has actually learned something. This is so intriguing!" The problem is that our principal has too much faith in the teachers, and I'm sure she gave our teacher a good report.

In light of this situation, about 7 people from the message I sent out on facebook decided to have an online study group. We all logged onto AIM and got in a chat room. We divided up the terms that our teacher gives us to hint at the random facts that will be on the test and we each defined our terms. It was much more successful than I imagined it would have been. And now we have created a forum. Yayz for us!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Five

I must confess...

... that I am happy but sad that the show I was a part of is over. It is kind of like a :-/ face.

I am so relieved that now I will be able to have a normal schedule and will be more free to do other things. This show has taken up my life for the past six weeks. (Wow. I can't believe we put a show together in six weeks. Professional schedule for a high school show anyone? Yeah. We did.)

The show was soooo good. I absolutely loved it. Our cast did a fantastic job and at our last show, the total number of people that cried was 52 I think. (Our Production Stage Manager was in the light booth and was counting the people that would bring their hand up to their face.) And I loved working with the crew. I have had so many good times with the crew members. Ahhh! I love everyone!

I am going to miss hanging out with everyone so much! I will especially miss the conversations we had over our headsets.... farting in public, familial realtionships among the crew, laughing at the cast, and so many more!

On Saturday, the two other stage managers and I got together and made a special cake for the cast and crew. They loved it. And so did we! It was so fun to make! Here are some pictures...

I absolutely loved my experience with this show! And now I expect to be blogging more! WOO-HOO!

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Four

I must confess...

that I have been insanely busy for the past two months and I would like to apologize for not keeping this blog up-to-date.

Delia and I started school at the end of August and we have been so very busy. Our classes are pretty hard this year. We are Juniors so this year is very important for colleges. We've been trying to adjust to our new teachers and we are finally getting a hang of it.

Also, our life in the theatre has been demanding. I am the Assistant Stage Manager for our first show, which will be showing soon and I am the Film Designer for our second show. Delia is the Set Designer for the first show and Co-Set Designer for the second (?).

Fulfilling two jobs for two different shows that are happening at the same time is very taxing. I have had two 14 hour days so far (School at 7 and show stuff until 9). Delia also had a 14 hour day recently.

Now, I bet I sound like I am complaining. But I am not. I am absolutely loving it! Being able to help out and design things is wonderful. And we are always having fun with each other, even on the bad days. Sure, we may be lacking in sleep, but that just makes it all the more fun when you get slap happy.

Today I designed a commercial for our first show (even though I'm ASM for it) and I completely loved the final product. I felt so professional and I am even tempted to send it to a local news station.

Also, designing the film aspects of our second show has been such a great new experience. Filming on location and deciding all of the shots and scenes has been awesome! I haven't started editing the videos yet because I am so occupied with our first show. It's going to be awesome!

Well, I guess that's it for now...

Delia, any comments?

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Three

I must confess...

... that I am not pleased with the VMAs atm!

I will update this later sometime telling why!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-Two

I must confess...

... that I am officially POed with the choice McCain has made for VP!

First of all, I'm sure that one of the main reasons he chose Sarah Palin as a running mate is because she is a woman! McCain thinks that by choosing a woman he will steal the votes of the disgruntled Hillary voters. This is a ridiculous idea because if a 16 year old male is able to realize this, most middle-aged women (the primary age group of Hillay's supporters) will be able to too.

The energy policies of the two just make me cringe! Palin is all about drilling oil. As Governor of Alaska, she wants to promote drilling to make her state more money (it's sad that money overpowers morals). In 2008, she also rejected the declaration of polar bears as an endangered species. Why? So it wouldn't hamper her plans to drill oil.

For this part, I'm just going to tell you her stance with no opinion because I don't want people to get too riled up: She is pro-life.

Not to mention an ethics investigation where Palin fired the state Public Commissioner Walt Monegan. Supposedly, she fired him because he refused to fire her former brother-in-law, a state trooper, who is in a custody battle with her younger sister.

To wrap it up, I still would love to see Ron Paul make a super, amazing, miraculous comeback and win the election through write-ins!

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Confession Number Fifty-One

I must confess...

...that I found the most amusing thing ever this morning.

Apparently in the 70s, DC Comics published a "Super Dictionary" for children. The following are scans from that book, courtesy of Google Images and scans_daily.

What a smartass oracle, huh?

lmao, "The last people who complained were sorry." Oh, Flash.

It's so hard to choose a favorite out of all of these, but this is definitely in the top five. "That's as many as four tens. And that's terrible." I need reasons to say that in real life. Suggestions, please. XD

Why does the Green Lantern have a duck? I AM PERPLEXED.


Did Superman just decide, "Hey, I'm going to take off my boots mid-flight"?? He looks so surprised, and he's actually falling, WTF CLARK?


LMAO, "I hurt my own body."


Suggestions for this one too. Give me plausible situations in which I may use this; I'll love you forever.

(Btw, in case you aren't familiar with the conjuction 'I'll', here's Batgirl and Robin to elaborate:)

(p.s. You don't have any powers, Batgirl.)


And the crown gem of this entire thing...

Why so seizure, Batman?

So, this is going on my Christmas list. I want a copy of this book so badly. I'm considering teaching my future children with this book.


Saturday, August 16, 2008

Confession Number Fifty

I must confess...

... that I have stooped to a new low.

While at work one day, I got extremely bored. And I found that the cure to my boredom was to draw a comic.

Oh, don't fret Justin! Everyone draws comics every now-and-then!

But these comics were a bit different... I'd like to title it "The Miley Crysus" (note the spelling! clever!)

Click for Full Resolution

Now you have permission to point and laugh!

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Nine

I must confess...

... that I am just now starting my summer reading for AP European History.

I have already read the book for English class which I found very strange, peculiar, and, at the same time, a good story. And guess what! I read the whole book at my extremely boring job. On days when I would sit outside for four hours doing nothing, I would read the book. After about two and a half weeks of reading at work, I finished it! Didn't even have to crack it open at home! Oh shoot, but there are still questions I should answer about the book.

My AP European History reading isn't too horribly much to read. It is only about 70 pages or two chapters. And surprisingly, I'm enjoying finally getting to learn again!

I can see the headlines already!

Yeah. Shut your mouth and make yourself more intelligent by enjoying it too. I think one reason why I am enjoying learning again is because of my workplace. I see so many people that appear to be uneducated and I feel like they're drawing me down to that level.

School starts in about one and a half weeks... (I'm kinda excited!)

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Eight

I must confess...

... that I had the strangest dream last night. I'm sure I've had many strange dreams in the past but have forgotten. However, I vividly remember this one!

I do not remember how this dream started out, but somehow I was with the Jonas Brothers. They were at a concert pavilion close to where I live. I met them and we began to hang out together. (Yeah, Jonas Brothers hanging out with Justin? Not going to happen.)

That isn't the weird part. One of the weirdest things is that we were in the future (The Year 3000?) or something. We were traveling around the world (the Jonas Brothers and I) in this little pod thing that traveled in tubes under the earth.

The reason we were traveling in these little pods around the world is because we were being chased by some military organization. After traveling to many places (I don't remember exactly where) we ended up in a desert that had multiple sand mounds in it. Somehow this military organization had caught up with us even though we went super fast in our travel-pod. They began to shoot at us and we try to take cover with the sand mounds as we tried to make it back to the travel-pod. (I'm about to sound like a huge fanboy...) Nick, Kevin, and I made it to the pod without getting injured. Joe was unlucky and got shot in the leg, but he didn't die. We went over and picked him up and threw him in the pod. We raced back to the concert pavilion in our pod.

The next thing I remember is that there were a lot of people outside of a building I had never seen before at the concert pavilion (I think there was a concert going on). I went and told my friend, Rachel, that I had met the Jonas Brothers and she freaked. From there, I remember going into the new building and going up some steps. As I went in, Nick and Kevin were coming out of a room that had white sheets hanging in it that gave the room an Asian feel. That's where I found Joe Jonas lying in bed still recovering from his injury. I asked him how he was doing and he was fine. His dad was in the room too, and he told me that he didn't want to tell the press because fans would wonder how he got hurt and that would be a whole different story.

This next part is very strange too. It was the middle of the night and I was still in the room. From there, a bunch of people started to show up in the hallway waiting to hook-up with people (if you know what I mean). There were some people that were wearing almost nothing, most likely prostitutes. Mr. Jonas and I had to tell them to go away. (That was a very very strange part of this dream.)

Next thing I know, Joe had recovered and we were at another musician's concert. We were sitting rather far up in the stands in the shadows so no one would notice the Jonas Brothers. That plan failed when two girls noticed them and there was a flood of people and flood of confusion in my mind (meaning I don't know exactly what happened next).

Then, I finally found Mrs. Jonas and she gave me her phone number and told me to call her (?). But the way she gave me her number was very strange. She went number-by-number using tally marks. For Example; the first number was 5 so she wrote IIII (with a cross over them) and then she wrote I for 1 and the last number was 7 (that's a Michigan area code). When she began the rest of her number she said "How many girls are in the Cheetah Girls?" So, I guess she meant 4. But I didn't get the rest of the number.

The last thing I remember is we were in an auditorium-like room and Joe went up on stage and started to play the drums. Then, Nick went up and started playing the piano. I can't remember if Kevin was up there. But I went up there and played the maracas (wth?). The whole song was improvised. Oh yeah, and the carpet on the stage was green.

I have no idea why I remember this so vividly. I remember all of those details.

However, here is a disclaimer: This was my brain in deep REM sleep. No pointing and laughing because this was my brain at work, not my mind (If you know what I mean).

Confession Number Forty-Seven

I must confess...

...that I have the best friends ever. Like, seriously, they're great.

They ambushed me. It was like a strategic attack. I had a pirate hat and frills and a monkey named Jack. There was a batman-floatie, and I got this:

which is now hanging up in my room. I feel like I'm being watched whenever I'm in there but it's weirdly, oddly fantastic.

Again, my friends are great.

My new favorite thing:

Their love is the best. Like, really. I want Iron Man out on DVD, like, yesterday. I want Iron Man 2 a week ago, preferably five minutes after I'd seen the first.

Also, Robert Downey Jr? Officially really really awesome. (There's a mention of Miley Cyrus in the video, just for you, Justin. :D)

"Pepper, we've got to save the planet!"
"Tony, you'll die."


RDJ, why so charming?

Oh, PEE-ESS; this:

makes me really excited for Tropic Thunder. Like, RDJ playing a method-acting Australian who plays a black man? Um, yes, please.

haha, okay, I'm done. I promise.
(for now.)

Friday, August 8, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Six

I must confess...

... that I have been very lazy lately regarding my life on the internet. I think I subconsciously took a break from the internet.

I still stay filled in on the latest info, but I do not post as much content on the web.

However, I believe all of this will change after viewing our recent visitor info thanks to site meter.

Currently, I am editing a video that has to do with 6 Monopoly characters. It will be a short series at the least, but every one's schedules are getting filled as school draws nearer (screw AP reading!).

I apologize for the recent shortage of posts. They come in waves as you can tell.

Maybe Delia will blog a little about her Surprise 16th Birthday Party =)
(I've noticed I've been doing these smiley faces a lot lately: =) )

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Five

I must confess...

... that I am overwhelmed by this SECOND change to Facebook.

I cannot believe that the whores (internet, that is) over at Facebook would make another change! And after just 2 weeks of the total revamp!

What Facebook update? Justin, I don't know what you're talking about...? You must be dilusional.

Ok... So it was a minor update. But still, it's an update. And this one I do not like.

It used to be that you could view your friends' status updates in the side bar on your home page...

(I know this is the old-old facebook... but I couldn't find the old-new one)

But now you have to click "Status Updates" in order to view your friends' updates...

I liked it so much better when you could just look over to the right and see that Delia WANTS TO WATCH HEROES. EHH (true story right there!)

So, one thing to say to those Facebook Whores... If something is working perfectly fine and isn't broken, why change it?

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Four

I must confess...

... that I have spoken with a yellow-shoe-wearing, wedding-band-holding, boom-box-carrying "homeless" man named Dave.

It was on my way to the car after a musical downtown. This man stopped me and my 3 friends (who were all girls) while we were walking on the street.

I blogged/vlogged about it on my other blog (you can click the pic to read the schtick)

Justin's Blog

Sunday, July 27, 2008


This is not a confession.

These are icons, ones that I've handpicked.

Look at them carefully, each one is a story.

What do you see? What do you imagine, think of, when you see each one? Which ones inspire you? Which ones bore you? Which ones intrigue you?

Which ones will you remember?

What does it mean to you?

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Three

I must confess...

...that I am in love with The Dark Knight.

It is, quite simply, the best movie of the year. I won't go and spoil anything (really, blogger should consider cuts like LiveJournal has; it's so much more convenient), but it was amazing. Above and beyond everything I'd thought it would be.

Christian Bale, as always, is a superb Batman, and an especially astounding Bruce Wayne. He reaches a part of his character that is at once darker and also softer, more human.

What really makes is a fantastic movie is The Joker, played by Heath Ledger. The Joker is really a new kind of villian; he's so insane that he's come around the bend back to sanity. It's such a sickeningly captivating performance, and I really think that Heath Ledger deserves a posthumous award for it.

The supporting cast (Michael Caine, Morgan Freeman, Gary Oldman, Aaron Eckhart, etc.) is also astounding in their performance.

Christopher Nolan is a genius in movie-making.


Monday, July 21, 2008

Confession Number Forty-Two

I must confess...

... that I have started to blog again on my personal blog.

Yes, after 6 months I have began to blog again.

Now Justin. Surly you won't be updating your blog that often. I mean last time it took you a whole month to write a new post.

WRONG! I have decided that I will try to keep it updated more.

How are you going to remember to update it?

Well, I've started this Vlog-like thing. I will record a short video of something and then post it on the blog along with a written explanation.

Are you using YouTube to host your videos?

Nope. I am using I wanted to keep my YouTube account specifically for edited videos and special videos I make. will be a more personal account for me.

I am very excited to do this. I've got two posts up right now. Just head over to and read them.

Confession Number Forty-One

I must confess...

... that I have been experiencing massive deja vu in the past week.

It is such a freaky feeling. I ask myself, "Haven't you already done this?". And then I think, "No, this couldn't have possibly happened before."

And it's happening with small things. For example; I was looking at a website and looking at some profiles and I thought, "Hey, I've already seen this." And I knew I had seen it before, but I was looking at it for a different reason. I felt like I had looked at it at the same time too: right when I got home from work. It was super weird.

It makes you wonder if there is some outer dimension of time where you can travel ahead when you dream or something and experience a couple events that you will experience.

Weird. That is all I have to say.
What's the weirdest Deja Vu experience you've had?

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Confession Number Forty

I must confess...

... that I absolutely adore and love old people!

Sure, there are those grumpy ones that aren't much fun to be around. However, I haven't met many of them.

I love the older people that are so nice and you can talk to just about anything and they're interested. I guess since they've lived so many years they realize that life doesn't have to go so fast and you can just take some time to talk to someone.

They are all so wise because they've experienced so many different things. They know what to do in certain situations and they are just amazingly awesome.

However, the older people that I adore the most are my grandparents.

They are truly amazing people. They share so much love with us that sometimes I just don't understand. They always love spending time with us.

My mom's parents travel about 45 minutes once a week to spend a day with us and take care of us. I absolutely love them. Even my friend, who has only met them about 3 times loves them.

They bring us food that they spend hours on in their garden. Like, they grow the best corn ever. Not only that, but my grandma makes treats just about every time they see us. They also share the food they grow with friends around their neighborhood.

And they are even more wonderful. There is a sweet, crazy (in a good way) woman about 10 years older than them that lives up the street from them by herself. Do you know what they do? They call each other about twice a day just to talk. My grandpa takes her trash out for her. And my grandma makes her food every now and then and shares their food from their garden with her.

They finally got recognized when they were crowned the first Mr. & Mrs. Insert Town Name Here. They didn't really want the award and my grandpa said, "I'll be glad when this day is over" on the day of the crowning.

Amazingly, awesomely, wonderfully, adorably, lovingly nice is what they are (plus some more adverbs).

I love them.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Confession Number Thirty-Nine

I must confess...

... that I have been extremely anxious for the past week whenever the mailman has come.

One might think that because I am anxious when the mailman comes, I have a crush on him. So not true!

AP Scores are supposed to be mailed mid-July. And what time is it? Yup, you've got it! Mid-July! That means that any day now I will recieve a letter from the College Board saying "You scored a ..." on the AP U.S. History Exam. And then I will either be extremely happy, mad at myself, or indifferent.

4 = Indifferent
3 & Under = mad at myself

P.S. I listened to Celine Dion's "My Heart Will Go On" as I wrote this :-)

Confession Number Thirty-Eight

I must confess...

... that I have a new favorite, non-serious, song from a musical!

It is from the musical called S'Cool, a very High School Musical esque show. I have even started singing High School Musical songs while listening to the CD for S'Cool.

Now, you're probably wondering how I came across this musical... Work. I am helping with a Stage Camp for 8-14 year olds and this is the musical they chose. Yay!?

Anyways, the song that I LOVE is called "Stop, Blog, and Roll!" And the first time I read the lyrics I thought, "At the end they should scream 'INTERNET WHORES!' ", because it is so much like me and the internet.

The lyrics are as follows:

Stop, Blog, and Roll!
Here's my life, digital.
It's real life, can't you tell?
Ev'ry one's doin' it!
I'm online!
Upload, download, ev'rybody reload.
I-Pod, rocker.
Where's my pop-up blocker?
Scan me, LAN me.
Baby, please don't pan me.
Domntime, online, I can be one of a kind.
Wired sensation;
What's the fascination?
Megabyte, ev'ry night?
Pixilation out of sight.
Here I am!
Here's my life on the "web."
It's real life; straight a-head.
Ev'ry one listen up!
Watch me, please!
Wireless, what a mess, this internet is in my head.
Worldwide message board;
Talk to friends in Singapore.
My eyes are glued to the screen;
Ev'rybody make a scene.
E-mail me!
(my favorite part's next!)
Digital computer freak!
I M Me!
Here's my life, digital.
It's real life, can't you tell?
Ev'ryone listen up!
Be my friend!
Here's my life; on the "web."
It's real life; straight ahead!

AMAZING! I am so glad that someone would write a song for people like me! I think this even has potential to be the theme song of the League!

Here is a link to a video that has the song, don't be thrown off by the Curella De Vil video.

P.S. Youtube potential anyone?

Confession Number Thirty-Seven

I must confess...

...that when I watched this:

I started thinking about my own second grade experiance. And the first memory I remember is that Justin and I weren't in the same class. We were in the same class in first grade, you see, and we were like, best friends forever.

I think that I saw Justin's class going to lunch or recess or something, and my class's line passed his class's line and I saw him and wanted to wave but didn't while feeling sort of alone and sad.

This, of course, passed as the year went on because I had (and still have) a short attention span, and so I got over it pretty quick and made new friends.

Still, Justin, you broke my heart. :P

(I'm thinking about giving this blog a makeover soon, in terms of the layout and stuff. Stay tuned.)

Monday, July 14, 2008

Confession Number Thirty-Six

I must confess...
... that I am in LOVE with Justine Ezarik, otherwise known as iJustine in the internet world. She is like everything I want to be but more.

She is the internet, and says so herself. She has a blog, a channel, a youtube channel, a myspace, a facebook fan page, a twitter, and even a second beta website.

She is a freelance graphic and web designer and video editor. Just about everything I want to be! But there is one thing about her that I absolutely adore...


She is a freaking consultant on Macbreak, a podcast all about Apple products. Not only that, but she recieved international news coverage when she made a video about recieving a 300 paged iPhone bill from AT&T. She rocks.

I would love to be an Apple Fanatic. But it would be useless to turn into an Apple lover right now because all of the computers in my house are Windows-based. But I want SO BAD to have a Macbook and an iPhone and an Apple TV and an iMac and just everything Apple!

Oh, and the fact that she drew the Twitter Fail Whale in the sand on the beech just makes my heart palpitate.

I love iJustine. She is my idol.

(I'm tempted to invite her to the league of internet whores. )

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Confession Number Thirty-Five

I must confess...

...that I'm a Twilighter.

There is so much I rave about concerning the Twilight series; so very, very much. Since I have a male co-blogger who has probably not read it and has no interest in doing so (the boyfriend doesn't either, because he's obviously close-minded in his male stereotypes, something which I will remedy), Twilight, by Stephenie Meyer, is the first in a four-part saga written from the perspective of a 17 year-old girl named Bella, who is going to live with her father in the dreary, rainy, little town of Forks, Washington, since her mother is getting remarried.

At Forks High, she meets the mysterious Edward Cullen and his siblings, who are reclusive despite being devestatingly beautiful, and becomes irrevocably invovled in their world and their secret.

This is not the point of my entry, but more boys should read this book. If you are a smart male, you will read this book. There are females all over the world, ranging from ages 12 to 35 who have devoured this book, and there's a reason: Edward is the perfect male. So, just a little peice of advice from me: READ THIS BOOK BOYS, AND TAKE SOME TIPS FROM EDWARD.

Anyway, none of that is the point. The point is that I just pre-ordered my copy of Breaking Dawn, the fourth and final book in the Twilight series, which is released in 19 days. I am so excited I cannot even express.

(Also, I ordered Havemercy by Jaida Jones and Danielle Bennett, which I'm also irrevocably excited about because JAIDA IS A GODDESS I TELL YOU, A GODDESS AMONG MORTALS.)

So, basically whenever gets my books to me, I will disappear from the face of the earth for a day or two while I devour Breaking Dawn like a rapid, starving animal.

What books or movies or fandoms in general do you just get crazy about?
(Yeah, I'm going to start asking questions now. Get involved, bbs.)

Monday, July 7, 2008

Confession Number Thirty-Four

I must confess...

... that I can't wait until my older brother moves out of the house and goes off to college.

The main reason I can't wait is because I will finally have my own bedroom! This will happen because my youngest brother, who I currently room with, will be moving into my older brother's soon-to-be-old room.

For just about my entire life, except for when I was an infant, I had to share a room with one of my brothers. They have switched in and out, each getting their own bedroom as they left. IT'S MY TURN NOW!

And the best part about this is that I will have the largest bedroom of all of my brothers! I will be glad to help my brother move in to college!

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Confession Number Thirty-Three

I must confess...

... that my vocabulary has significantly worsened since school has been let out. I try to think of words to describe things and they just aren't in my mind. Well, they are, I just have to pry into my brain for awhile in order to get them to come out.

For example; I had trouble thinking of the word morbid for Confession Number Thirty-Two. I knew the I knew a word to describe something related to death, but it took me awhile. At first I thought of gruesome, but I knew that wasn't right. I finally figured it out.

Another example; I couldn't figure out how to tell my brother that my new computer had crashed the night before. Instead, I simply just said 'shut down', and, although it got the point across, it wasn't as effective.

Maybe when I start all that summer reading I should be doing my vocabulary will resurrect from the pits of my mind.