I want this CD from Amazon. I had it a long time ago, but I lost it...? My parents really liked it too, which is proof of it's spectacularness.

Sample "Buttercup" and "Don't Look Down."


This is not on the CD:



Man, that was a crunkalicious episode... I watched the whole thing on the Cartoon Network website. 
Whoever first understood the appeal (and marketability) of big heads, big eyes and big cuteness was a freaking genius. I salute you, Craig McCracken. 


Watched Speed Racer last night. Twas good... why didn't anyone like it? Apparently, I look like Trixie... whose eyes were scary. VERY scary omggg...
Speaking of Christina Ricci, I watched Penelope tonight :] another film (not unlike "Another Cinderella Story") that was cute and entertaining, but could've been so much better with another director. 
And I'm watching 17 Again (finally) with Aja and hopefully Alyssa tomorrow, assuming we can all agree on a time. Zac Efron. Nuff said. I love that mofo :] 


In case you haven't noticed, I prefer VERY SHORT paragraphs for enhanced readability. A style probably unknowingly absorbed from my hours of reading comics...
I also like to punctuate statements with smilies :] Also a side effect of being a comic nerd. 
So far, however, this post is pretty deprived of smilies :/ I shall correct that problem immediately! 8D


You know, every day my head is filled with musings. I contemplate pretty much everything you can possibly contemplate in the cycle of one day: Is there a meaning to life? Does my newspaper advisor like me? Is God a real, actual being, or are we just too scared to face the fact that he might not be? How can I get my boss to take me seriously? Will swine flu make me legend (As in... I Am Legend...? Getcho movie references updated!) WHERE HAVE THE SMILIES GONE??? ;]
But once I get to the computer to write them down, they disappear. Does the internet overstimulate me with it's awesomeness and, therefore, make me dummm?

You know, when I type entries with no smilies, I hearing Sarah Jessica Parker's voice reading my writing out loud. :) 

Alyssa has had her livejournal for wayyyy less time than I have, and she's updated it more than I have. Wow.

Then again, her life is much more interesting than mine. My life right now consists of the following:

60% webcomics
15% not spending money
5% failing at not spending money
10% trying to have a social life
7% failing at having a social life
3% school work/responsibility.

and 100% "I can't believe I'm going to CCCC while everyone else is going to UT Austin... for free." Well, everyone else = Martina Geronimo and Tomoaki Fuji. I'm a jealous person, I've come to realize. For pete's sake, those asians earned their way into a full ride. They deserve it, plus they're taking different career paths that probably require UT. Me? I'm an artist. Why go to UT anyways when art is so subjective, it really can be learned anywhere? I just need to learn technique, and I'm then good. I need to learn how to hold a paintbrush, edit an ad on photoshop... UT is not the only place that can teach me that. Alyssa learned how to use photoshop for free, so what's the point?

Watching "Another Cinderella Story" starring Selena Gomez and this other guy who was in High School Musical apparently?

SO CHEESY.

I think it was originally made for movie theatre release, but (let's face it) it's not a professional quality movie. It's not very engaging, but it is cute, with good music. I thought it was a musical though :[ what a bummer. It's not.



And that concludes this entry.

How neglected you are!

This is me rambling: I'm watching the Sex and the City Movie. They're in Mexico talking about (what else) relationships. Samantha has just finished her rant about how her beau bought a $55,000 ring for her that she wanted to buy for herself. It meant something that she could buy it herself, she says. Now whenever she looks at it, she says, she sees her boy toy, and not her success.

How true.

Whenever a guy buys me something, all I see is him him him when I look at the object in question.  And then when (or "if") the fling doesn't work out, I have to throw out the items because I don't want to see him anymore.

What's more is that it really does mean something that I can buy something for myself: when a boy buys it for me, I'm a gold digger. When my parents buy it, I'm spoiled. When I buy it, with my cold, hard cash earned from my job, it means I am on my way to independence. I feel so grown up when I do that, and it makes me appreciate the items bought even more.

Except now, when I buy stuff, I feel guilty because I'm no longer employed .___. It's like I'm spending money I don't have. Luckily, I just have to cut down on my shopping and I'm good. I'm trying really hard not to buy anything, but danggg, that be a chore. 

Also, my Mac? Yeahhhh.... I was supposed to pay for all the extra programs that we got for it (like the Window's programs, the customer service...) but my dad refuses to let me, since I don't have a job. I really want him to take it, but I doubt it'll happen.

"LONDON (AFP) - Britons are losing their grip on reality, according to a poll out Monday which showed that nearly a quarter think Winston Churchill was a myth while the majority reckon Sherlock Holmes was real. "

HUH?

Rest of the article be hurr. 

It's reassuring to know that Americans aren't the only ones who are a lil loopy...