Now then. Why you ask? Really it's because Manatees are freaking sweet. Now, some pictures.
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Manatee
Manatees (family Trichechidae, genus Trichechus) are large, fully aquatic marine mammals sometimes known as sea cows. The name manatí comes from the Taíno, a pre-Columbian people of the Caribbean, meaning "breast". They contain three of the four living species in the order Sirenia, the other being the dugong, which is native to the Eastern Hemisphere. The Sirenia is thought to have evolved from four-legged land mammals over 60 million years ago, with the closest living relatives being the Proboscidea (elephants) and Hyracoidea (hyraxes).
Now then. Why you ask? Really it's because Manatees are freaking sweet. Now, some pictures.
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Now then. Why you ask? Really it's because Manatees are freaking sweet. Now, some pictures.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
A rather quick weiney post.
I don't like the whole, don't post for five days thing that I do most of the time.
So, here is a weiney post instead.
It's lyrics and a link! How original!
Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-P8F5xTxtw&feature=related
The song is called Tong Hua. It is normally sung in Mandarin. But I am lazy and don't want to learn Mandarin. Or to memorize it. So. I have the English version. I am so sneaky. Haha
Tong Hua (Fairytale)
Forgot how long it's been
since I last heard you
telling me 'bout your fav'rite story
thought for a long time,
began to worry.
Is it me who did something wrong?
You cried and said to me
that fairytales are all just lies.
I couldn't be your fairytale prince.
but you don't understand
since you gave me your hands
stars in my sky began to shine.
I'm willing to change into
The angel in those fairy tales
Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.
You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,
ending with happiness and love.
You cried and said to me
that fairytales are all just lies.
I couldn't be your fairytale prince.
but you don't understand
since you gave me your hands
stars in my sky began to shine.
I want to be your fantasy
The angel that you used to love.
Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.
You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,
ending with happiness and love.
I wish to be your fantasy.
The angel that you used to love.
Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.
You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,
ending with happiness and love.
Here is the original Mandarin version as well.
(Pardon the video.)
Link:
So, here is a weiney post instead.
It's lyrics and a link! How original!
Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-P8F5xTxtw&feature=related
The song is called Tong Hua. It is normally sung in Mandarin. But I am lazy and don't want to learn Mandarin. Or to memorize it. So. I have the English version. I am so sneaky. Haha
Tong Hua (Fairytale)
Forgot how long it's been
since I last heard you
telling me 'bout your fav'rite story
thought for a long time,
began to worry.
Is it me who did something wrong?
You cried and said to me
that fairytales are all just lies.
I couldn't be your fairytale prince.
but you don't understand
since you gave me your hands
stars in my sky began to shine.
I'm willing to change into
The angel in those fairy tales
Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.
You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,
ending with happiness and love.
You cried and said to me
that fairytales are all just lies.
I couldn't be your fairytale prince.
but you don't understand
since you gave me your hands
stars in my sky began to shine.
I want to be your fantasy
The angel that you used to love.
Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.
You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,
ending with happiness and love.
I wish to be your fantasy.
The angel that you used to love.
Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.
You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,
ending with happiness and love.
Here is the original Mandarin version as well.
(Pardon the video.)
Link:
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
A thought on blogs
It's true a focused blog post. Those don't happen very often in this neck of the woods. It's all crazy and non linear and confusing over here, but I digress.
(Oooh I love saying that... "but I digress"... hehe.)
I was sitting in my loverly chair here in front of my poopy computer and was stalking yonder blog list. I suddenly thought about why I read blogs. I realize that it has something to do with boredom and something to do with an interest in other peoples lives, especially the parts of peoples lives that we don't normally participate in. Correct me if I am wrong on those aforementioned parts.
Now this crazy thing that popped into my mind was that I tend to read blogs because it feels like I am standing next to the person. I feel like they are telling me a story and to tell you the honest and honestly not so degrading truth, I like me a good story. However what makes a story special? If Stephen Hawking read you a story it would suck. Seriously. It is the different writing styles and mannerisms that everyone puts into their writing. By the way I use everyone loosely. I am sure there is a robot somewhere that writes a very boring blog post.
Returning to my idea. Isn't that what makes a blog post interesting? Reading a post and being able to imagine the person beside you? When I read Josh's blog for example I can hear him saying what he wrote. Likewise for the greater majority of the people I follow. This may be one of the reasons why I tend only to read the blogs of people that I know. I find it difficult to care about what someone ate for supper unless I actually know them. Which is what a blog is about sometimes. Supper posts are awesome!
Anyways, I found it interesting. My voices were chatting about my idea while I typed and it only makes more and more sense. Although the voices are getting louder and it is getting harder to pay attention. Perhaps I should go to bed. Soonish at least.
Intelligent thoughts aside, what did I do today?
Wouldn't you like to know? No? You wouldn't. I knew it! You fiend! Vile nasty fiend you!
Fine then, I won't tell you what I did today.
Okay, I apologize for calling you names, but I am not telling you what I did today.
No, don't try and guilt me into it.
My day wasn't even that interesting.
Well, biology was long. It felt like the full two hours today, which is strange. It was nice to get out of there. Walking outside was a nice change of pa... hey!
I said no explanation of my day!
I leave you before you sneak more out of me!
Rawr!
EDIT:
P.S. Hehehe 101!
(Oooh I love saying that... "but I digress"... hehe.)
I was sitting in my loverly chair here in front of my poopy computer and was stalking yonder blog list. I suddenly thought about why I read blogs. I realize that it has something to do with boredom and something to do with an interest in other peoples lives, especially the parts of peoples lives that we don't normally participate in. Correct me if I am wrong on those aforementioned parts.
Now this crazy thing that popped into my mind was that I tend to read blogs because it feels like I am standing next to the person. I feel like they are telling me a story and to tell you the honest and honestly not so degrading truth, I like me a good story. However what makes a story special? If Stephen Hawking read you a story it would suck. Seriously. It is the different writing styles and mannerisms that everyone puts into their writing. By the way I use everyone loosely. I am sure there is a robot somewhere that writes a very boring blog post.
Returning to my idea. Isn't that what makes a blog post interesting? Reading a post and being able to imagine the person beside you? When I read Josh's blog for example I can hear him saying what he wrote. Likewise for the greater majority of the people I follow. This may be one of the reasons why I tend only to read the blogs of people that I know. I find it difficult to care about what someone ate for supper unless I actually know them. Which is what a blog is about sometimes. Supper posts are awesome!
Anyways, I found it interesting. My voices were chatting about my idea while I typed and it only makes more and more sense. Although the voices are getting louder and it is getting harder to pay attention. Perhaps I should go to bed. Soonish at least.
Intelligent thoughts aside, what did I do today?
Wouldn't you like to know? No? You wouldn't. I knew it! You fiend! Vile nasty fiend you!
Fine then, I won't tell you what I did today.
Okay, I apologize for calling you names, but I am not telling you what I did today.
No, don't try and guilt me into it.
My day wasn't even that interesting.
Well, biology was long. It felt like the full two hours today, which is strange. It was nice to get out of there. Walking outside was a nice change of pa... hey!
I said no explanation of my day!
I leave you before you sneak more out of me!
Rawr!
EDIT:
P.S. Hehehe 101!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Hoorah!
One hundred is a lot.
I don't really have a particularly fascinating post planned for this momentous occasion so instead I will randomly pull things from wikipedia to chat about. Until I get bored, at that time I will post it. So, I am starting this blog post at 2213 on Sept. 17. We shall see when it is posted. Isn't that interesting!?
So much for that plan. I give up. Laziness is fun.
In replacement I will attempt to fill this space with other things. Maybe some pictures? Sure, I will see what I have.
Yeah that's good.
I think that in commemoration everyone who reads this post should make a silly comment. Silly is a priority.
Be silly.
It's silly.
Silly!
I don't really have a particularly fascinating post planned for this momentous occasion so instead I will randomly pull things from wikipedia to chat about. Until I get bored, at that time I will post it. So, I am starting this blog post at 2213 on Sept. 17. We shall see when it is posted. Isn't that interesting!?
So much for that plan. I give up. Laziness is fun.
In replacement I will attempt to fill this space with other things. Maybe some pictures? Sure, I will see what I have.
Yeah that's good.
I think that in commemoration everyone who reads this post should make a silly comment. Silly is a priority.
Be silly.
It's silly.
Silly!
Monday, September 15, 2008
Back into the swing o' things
Really aren't we all now?
Things to do on almost every day. I rather enjoy having lots to do. So long as there is a day for the sleeping. Which is currently saturday, although that may change. Ah well.
So I really don't have much to say, no insights into life or hilarious tales of my own misfortune. Well actually not true. However the insight and the misfortune are neither fun reads or hilarious. Which generally goes against the grain of this here blog machine. So I will forgo that tale.
Erm, really nothing. Oh, that is sort of mentionable.
As many of you know by now I sort of have this thing for piercings. Some of you appreciate my taste, others look at me with interesting looks now. Nevertheless I rather enjoy them. Piercings I mean. The reason for this spiel is that I recently realized that I will be able to get my labret piercing. Which for you uninformed heathens out there is a lip piercing. I will most likely be to the right side of my mouth and will again most likely be a ring. I am very excited. I expect to get it done as soon as camp is over next year. So by the end of next summer.
In case you were wondering, which I am sure you are considering that you are reading this I will now tell you what I have mapped out for piercings as best I can. Bear with me.
By the time I am completely finished with getting my piercings I should be around 17 of them. This is an educated guess which is very much subject to change. Hopefully I will be able to finish my plans without turning into that guy that parents fear their daughters will bring home. So from the top and by the top I mean my ears I have already gotten two, lobes. Normal traditional piercings. The next things on my ears will be two industrial bars on my left or right ear. From there my opposite ear will have a few rings coming down my ear, towards the top of my ear I am thinking. From the ears I will move to the nose, one stud or ring on my nose. I am not sure which side. Nose to eyebrows, I want to have three on my eyebrows, two on one and one on the other. Eyebrows to eye, I want to get two done next to my eye. These ones are hard to explain, if you are really interested ask me. It's really easy to explain in person. Eyes to lip, one on my lip as aforementioned. Lip to my strangest one. I want to get my collarbones pierced. They are called clavicle piercings and I want to get one on each collarbone. These will most likely be the last ones I get done. This is because my mommy says not till I move out. Hehehe. I think I frighten her with my new found taste in metal.
There it is. A semi complete description of my facial augmentation/piercing. Really depends on who you ask though. I say augmentation/awesomesauce. Tim says... "What the heck are those things hanging from your ears!?"
Things to do on almost every day. I rather enjoy having lots to do. So long as there is a day for the sleeping. Which is currently saturday, although that may change. Ah well.
So I really don't have much to say, no insights into life or hilarious tales of my own misfortune. Well actually not true. However the insight and the misfortune are neither fun reads or hilarious. Which generally goes against the grain of this here blog machine. So I will forgo that tale.
Erm, really nothing. Oh, that is sort of mentionable.
As many of you know by now I sort of have this thing for piercings. Some of you appreciate my taste, others look at me with interesting looks now. Nevertheless I rather enjoy them. Piercings I mean. The reason for this spiel is that I recently realized that I will be able to get my labret piercing. Which for you uninformed heathens out there is a lip piercing. I will most likely be to the right side of my mouth and will again most likely be a ring. I am very excited. I expect to get it done as soon as camp is over next year. So by the end of next summer.
In case you were wondering, which I am sure you are considering that you are reading this I will now tell you what I have mapped out for piercings as best I can. Bear with me.
By the time I am completely finished with getting my piercings I should be around 17 of them. This is an educated guess which is very much subject to change. Hopefully I will be able to finish my plans without turning into that guy that parents fear their daughters will bring home. So from the top and by the top I mean my ears I have already gotten two, lobes. Normal traditional piercings. The next things on my ears will be two industrial bars on my left or right ear. From there my opposite ear will have a few rings coming down my ear, towards the top of my ear I am thinking. From the ears I will move to the nose, one stud or ring on my nose. I am not sure which side. Nose to eyebrows, I want to have three on my eyebrows, two on one and one on the other. Eyebrows to eye, I want to get two done next to my eye. These ones are hard to explain, if you are really interested ask me. It's really easy to explain in person. Eyes to lip, one on my lip as aforementioned. Lip to my strangest one. I want to get my collarbones pierced. They are called clavicle piercings and I want to get one on each collarbone. These will most likely be the last ones I get done. This is because my mommy says not till I move out. Hehehe. I think I frighten her with my new found taste in metal.
There it is. A semi complete description of my facial augmentation/piercing. Really depends on who you ask though. I say augmentation/awesomesauce. Tim says... "What the heck are those things hanging from your ears!?"
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
So, bus system hey.
I sat and waited for almost an hour before I realized that my bus didn't go the direction that I was waiting for it to go. So I feel super smart today. Hopefully I get better.
I think they should replace the bus system with some far more practical. Teleportation. I mean everybody is doing it. Faster, less gas cost. The only possible downside being the complete destabilization of your molecular structure. You would only be breaking a few of the laws of physics too. A win-win in my eyes.
To make my post longer and more meaningful I will put up another picture of my cat. This is because she is awesome.
I think they should replace the bus system with some far more practical. Teleportation. I mean everybody is doing it. Faster, less gas cost. The only possible downside being the complete destabilization of your molecular structure. You would only be breaking a few of the laws of physics too. A win-win in my eyes.
To make my post longer and more meaningful I will put up another picture of my cat. This is because she is awesome.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Lessons
So.
First lessons that had nothing to do with guitars today.
Flute and vocal in case you are out of the loop.
They were pretty awesome. My voice instructor is a nice lady. "Bill" for all intents and purposes. "Bill" has been singing for a long time, and has some background in opera. So she is intense. We did some warm ups and she checked my range and it was good fun. Now my flute instructor on the other had seems to be somewhat of a jerk. "Sue" again for all intents and purposes. He has been playing flute since he was twelve. He is older than twelve now and is no push over at the flute. I think I have a lot to learn from him. Still he seems like a jerk. He told me that he didn't care what happened to me and how well I do so long as he has the opportunity to practice some higher level stuff on his flute. Which I suppose can work for me. We shall leech off each other like the hilarious leech faces that we are. Except he gets money for it. Bollocks.
Aria got spayed today. She is a bit wonky. Still my favorite silly kitty though, while I was trying to feed her earlier she attempted to climb my leg and missed entirely I assume because the world was moving in a direction she isn't accustomed to. Drugs and cats are a funny combination.
Anything else fantastic to tell you about? No.
Bye!
First lessons that had nothing to do with guitars today.
Flute and vocal in case you are out of the loop.
They were pretty awesome. My voice instructor is a nice lady. "Bill" for all intents and purposes. "Bill" has been singing for a long time, and has some background in opera. So she is intense. We did some warm ups and she checked my range and it was good fun. Now my flute instructor on the other had seems to be somewhat of a jerk. "Sue" again for all intents and purposes. He has been playing flute since he was twelve. He is older than twelve now and is no push over at the flute. I think I have a lot to learn from him. Still he seems like a jerk. He told me that he didn't care what happened to me and how well I do so long as he has the opportunity to practice some higher level stuff on his flute. Which I suppose can work for me. We shall leech off each other like the hilarious leech faces that we are. Except he gets money for it. Bollocks.
Aria got spayed today. She is a bit wonky. Still my favorite silly kitty though, while I was trying to feed her earlier she attempted to climb my leg and missed entirely I assume because the world was moving in a direction she isn't accustomed to. Drugs and cats are a funny combination.
Anything else fantastic to tell you about? No.
Bye!
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
One more
What do you think of the new design. Not drastically different. Maybe more?
Input is lovely.
By the way, if you read this and I know you I probably love you. Each in your own unique and freaking sweet way.
Just so you know.
Input is lovely.
By the way, if you read this and I know you I probably love you. Each in your own unique and freaking sweet way.
Just so you know.
Blogockalypse
It's almost as if everyone has up and died on me. Including myself.
No one is posting! What the heck! If you read this and are ashamed at the non posty state of your blog you have only one course of action. Blog you heathens!
To a more cuddly topic.
I has kitten now.
Rawr! I has kitten!
She is grey with orange. She is about nine weeks old. Her name is Aria. She is smexy and awesome. Seriously. I can't wait to get some pictures up for you. Like the most amazing kitten ever. Ever!
I love my kitten.
Other news, I got a new flute today. A two thousand dollar flute. Blarg. I also signed up for flute and vocal lessons today. Busy day? Yes. Over? No.
Another new thing for today. Orientation day for university. I should know. I was there! No I am not quite graduated yet. I finishing up my high school through TRU. So the rest of my year will be spent partially at the university scene. Should be freaking sweet.
Anything else?
Kitten!
As soon as I have a picture I will put it up. I promise.
No one is posting! What the heck! If you read this and are ashamed at the non posty state of your blog you have only one course of action. Blog you heathens!
To a more cuddly topic.
I has kitten now.
Rawr! I has kitten!
She is grey with orange. She is about nine weeks old. Her name is Aria. She is smexy and awesome. Seriously. I can't wait to get some pictures up for you. Like the most amazing kitten ever. Ever!
I love my kitten.
Other news, I got a new flute today. A two thousand dollar flute. Blarg. I also signed up for flute and vocal lessons today. Busy day? Yes. Over? No.
Another new thing for today. Orientation day for university. I should know. I was there! No I am not quite graduated yet. I finishing up my high school through TRU. So the rest of my year will be spent partially at the university scene. Should be freaking sweet.
Anything else?
Kitten!
As soon as I have a picture I will put it up. I promise.
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