I spent yesterday reading Harry Potter, then coming down to watch Doctor Who with David Tennant, including the Shakespeare episode where Martha repeatedly mentions Harry Potter. Then I started Macbeth and read Harry Potter some more. I am a happy fangirl.
<3,
Lani
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
To My Friend's Boyfriend
Today's post is directed to a boy. Specifically, the boyfriend of one of my friends. Now, Mr. Boyfriend, I would like to have a word with you. You sometimes make your girlfriend feel like crap. This is what I call "not okay". Your girlfriend is a wonderful, amazing person and you, Mr. Boyfriend, are extremely lucky to have her in your life.
Then there's me. I'm the friend who thinks that you need a kick to the balls. Not just one kick either, no, but repeated nut-shots. In fact, I think I need to buy you a calendar and pencil in days where I will come find you and then proceed to knee you in the nuts. Believe me, it's nothing personal. I don't dislike you, I just think that if you were to be regularly kicked in the balls, would reduce your jerk-like tendencies. Ah, don't deny it. Every one acts like a jerk sometimes. But I think, with the application of ball-kicking, we could reduce those tendencies in you, Mr. Boyfriend.
I look forward to your response.
<3,
Lani
P.S. Just in case your wondering, I kick really, really hard.
P.P.S. Your girlfriend read this before I posted it. She was speechless for a moment, then said she loved me.
Then there's me. I'm the friend who thinks that you need a kick to the balls. Not just one kick either, no, but repeated nut-shots. In fact, I think I need to buy you a calendar and pencil in days where I will come find you and then proceed to knee you in the nuts. Believe me, it's nothing personal. I don't dislike you, I just think that if you were to be regularly kicked in the balls, would reduce your jerk-like tendencies. Ah, don't deny it. Every one acts like a jerk sometimes. But I think, with the application of ball-kicking, we could reduce those tendencies in you, Mr. Boyfriend.
I look forward to your response.
<3,
Lani
P.S. Just in case your wondering, I kick really, really hard.
P.P.S. Your girlfriend read this before I posted it. She was speechless for a moment, then said she loved me.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Various Friends and Their Reactions to Boy Problems
Me: *sigh* Boys are dumb. I like horses better anyways.
Pug: I don't know if he likes me back though, and I think I'm falling for him, but my other friend likes him too even though she knows I liked him first and...
Mirandola: So, before unfriending him, I sent him a Facebook message telling him to remove my number from his phone and never contact me again in any form or fashion.
RaeRae: What a chicken-headed dick.
Ninja: FUCK THIS, I'M BECOMING A LESBIAN.
<3,
Lani
Pug: I don't know if he likes me back though, and I think I'm falling for him, but my other friend likes him too even though she knows I liked him first and...
Mirandola: So, before unfriending him, I sent him a Facebook message telling him to remove my number from his phone and never contact me again in any form or fashion.
RaeRae: What a chicken-headed dick.
Ninja: FUCK THIS, I'M BECOMING A LESBIAN.
<3,
Lani
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Choir Conference
As I write this, I'm sitting in a hotel that I'm staying at for honor choir. My dad ordered room service for me, so I'm trying to figure out how a teenager is supposed to eat all this.
In attempting to make coffee, I just spilled it all down my legs.
A bunch if other kids have their parents here and they all go around together. My dad has a meeting today, so I'm kinda on my own, which is fine because I can take care of myself, but still weird.
Of COURSE I would get my period now. Great. For singers, that one joyful week knocks off the top few notes of your range, and all my music is super high.
I just had to ask my dad to buy me tampons. That was embarrassing. He got the cardboard ones too. Those are such a pain to shove up your vagina.
I'm really starting to wish I'd worn jeans instead of shorts.
There is apple juice in my chocolate smoothie. I watched them make it.
I actually made friends! I'm so proud of myself! Arkansas is an eight grader in, well, Arkansas, and Oklahoma's a tenth grader.
I don't miss school all that much. I miss my friends, yeah, and I miss theater and english (can't exactly miss choir). And my lunch table.
I don't miss all the stupid people, that's for sure. Rehearsal starts at 9, so I can get up at 7 instead of 5:30. Yay!
We sing like Ursula, not Ka the snake.
In sectional rehearsals, the coordinator told the second sopranos to go to room 2B- b for boy "because you all like boys, amiright?" At that point I really wanted to yell "lesbian pride!"
Oklahoma and I were talking about swapping sections. She goes from alto to soprano on a regular basis. She says she's bisectional.
It's the day of the concert and I feel like absolute shit. My head is pounding, my shoulders hurt, and worst of all, I'm coughing and I've got a weird feeling in my chest. Hopefully I'll still be able to sing.
I'm going to have to walk over a bridge, down a few halls, and across three blocks in heels. Oh joy.
I feel a little bit better after lots of coffee.
I'm in my room before the concert, and I feel bad again. I'm drinking every throat remedy I have. Currently, I'm laying in bed quietly being miserable. Dad's watching Die Hard, which accurately describes my current situation. Dying.
I made it through the concert and I didn't pass out on stage. I never really knew how much breath control I had until then. I'm proud of myself.
I didn't get to say goodbye to anyone really. I didn't see Oklahoma afterwards, and Arkansas just waved at me. I would have liked to actually say "goodbye, it was nice to meet you. You've got an
amazing voice for your age and hopefully I'll see you next year!", but nope. Whatever.
Now I get to go to winter formal while feeling like death.
<3,
Lani
A bunch if other kids have their parents here and they all go around together. My dad has a meeting today, so I'm kinda on my own, which is fine because I can take care of myself, but still weird.
Of COURSE I would get my period now. Great. For singers, that one joyful week knocks off the top few notes of your range, and all my music is super high.
I just had to ask my dad to buy me tampons. That was embarrassing. He got the cardboard ones too. Those are such a pain to shove up your vagina.
I'm really starting to wish I'd worn jeans instead of shorts.
There is apple juice in my chocolate smoothie. I watched them make it.
I actually made friends! I'm so proud of myself! Arkansas is an eight grader in, well, Arkansas, and Oklahoma's a tenth grader.
I don't miss school all that much. I miss my friends, yeah, and I miss theater and english (can't exactly miss choir). And my lunch table.
I don't miss all the stupid people, that's for sure. Rehearsal starts at 9, so I can get up at 7 instead of 5:30. Yay!
We sing like Ursula, not Ka the snake.
In sectional rehearsals, the coordinator told the second sopranos to go to room 2B- b for boy "because you all like boys, amiright?" At that point I really wanted to yell "lesbian pride!"
Oklahoma and I were talking about swapping sections. She goes from alto to soprano on a regular basis. She says she's bisectional.
It's the day of the concert and I feel like absolute shit. My head is pounding, my shoulders hurt, and worst of all, I'm coughing and I've got a weird feeling in my chest. Hopefully I'll still be able to sing.
I'm going to have to walk over a bridge, down a few halls, and across three blocks in heels. Oh joy.
I feel a little bit better after lots of coffee.
I'm in my room before the concert, and I feel bad again. I'm drinking every throat remedy I have. Currently, I'm laying in bed quietly being miserable. Dad's watching Die Hard, which accurately describes my current situation. Dying.
I made it through the concert and I didn't pass out on stage. I never really knew how much breath control I had until then. I'm proud of myself.
I didn't get to say goodbye to anyone really. I didn't see Oklahoma afterwards, and Arkansas just waved at me. I would have liked to actually say "goodbye, it was nice to meet you. You've got an
amazing voice for your age and hopefully I'll see you next year!", but nope. Whatever.
Now I get to go to winter formal while feeling like death.
<3,
Lani
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Shameless Advertisment
HEY YALL. ZARINA HAS A BLOG NOW. Yeah, Zarina's my awesome cousin. She writes Life Isn't Rocket Science People, which I think is wonderful name. Have some quotes from her.
"Scaring random people in shopping malls is my favorite pastime."
*I am pantomining Rolling in the Deep as it plays on the radio*
Zarina: I don't know you and most certainly am not related to you.
"Peace love and all that jazz."
*to me* "You could be in a Kingdom Hearts game because you have ridiculously long eyelashes and big feet."
"[In a story she's writing] I'm planning on killing the sister's boyfriend and putting the boyfriend in a coma for a year. My imagination is just a barrel of laughs, isn't it?"
"A geek is someone who eats the head off a live chicken in a circus. Do you do that? I think not, unless you have been keeping secrets."
"What the hell is Wally the Wizard anyhow?"
"Kill it! Kill it with fire! ...or water."
*On Kingdom Hearts pairing Sora x Xion (hinthint they're the same person hinthint)*
"That would either be narcissism or masturbation, whichever way you roll."
"Whoop de doodle doo."
"Your soul is a funny noise."
"The soul! It made another noise!"
Anyways, she's awesome an nearly as crazy as I am. Go read her blog. I order thee. It's PRETTY FRIGGIN AWESOME. Did you just read that in the exact way I would say it? I did.
<3,
Lani
"Scaring random people in shopping malls is my favorite pastime."
*I am pantomining Rolling in the Deep as it plays on the radio*
Zarina: I don't know you and most certainly am not related to you.
"Peace love and all that jazz."
*to me* "You could be in a Kingdom Hearts game because you have ridiculously long eyelashes and big feet."
"[In a story she's writing] I'm planning on killing the sister's boyfriend and putting the boyfriend in a coma for a year. My imagination is just a barrel of laughs, isn't it?"
"A geek is someone who eats the head off a live chicken in a circus. Do you do that? I think not, unless you have been keeping secrets."
"What the hell is Wally the Wizard anyhow?"
"Kill it! Kill it with fire! ...or water."
*On Kingdom Hearts pairing Sora x Xion (hinthint they're the same person hinthint)*
"That would either be narcissism or masturbation, whichever way you roll."
"Whoop de doodle doo."
"Your soul is a funny noise."
"The soul! It made another noise!"
Anyways, she's awesome an nearly as crazy as I am. Go read her blog. I order thee. It's PRETTY FRIGGIN AWESOME. Did you just read that in the exact way I would say it? I did.
<3,
Lani
Friday, February 24, 2012
Panic Attack
My mother just drug me into my old dance studio. Holy crap woman, why are you doing this to me, how dumb are you? This is such an incredibly bad idea. Do you realize that dance is a trigger for me? Do you just not care? Why are you putting me through this, Mom? Whywhywhywhywhy?
Yes, it's been two years since I quit. No, I'm not over it, okay? That was my life for ten years, since before I can remember.
...Sorry about that, but I was having a panic attack and I had to do something.
</3,
Lani
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Drama Llama Update
Hey y'all. So, an update on the TennisChild situation. I texted her this morning and now we're talking about choir. So, I suppose we've gotten over it. Neither of us are particularly good at apologizing, so we've just kind of moved on and ignored it. Whatever works, I guess.
<3,
Lani
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