Of Water, Lemons, and Sharpies...

I don't feel like greeting you today, so I shall just dive into my post. Isn't that nice of me?

Anyway, first off: Water park was amazing! (I don't think I mentioned this in my blog, but I did talk about it a bit in my Vlog. Search Parasiticpadawan in Youtube to see it.) Pretty much, I went to this huge water park with a couple of my friends and it was THE BEST THING EVER! (Well, maybe not the best, but still. It was fun.) I didn't even got that sunburned, which made me a good deal happier than it really should. However, I think that the sunburn is doing something strange to my sleeping schedule. I've been waking up at 10 (am) for the past two days and no, I have not been staying up to outrageous hours of the morning. Maybe the sunburn is sucking my energy or something... We live in a very strange world.

Here's another (rather unfortunate) part of our strange world. This strange part is called... [gulp] [whispers] lemons... [normal tone of voice] No, not the citrus. If you don't know what a lemon is, disregard this part of the post and ask the nearest otaku you can find. At any rate, I had the unfortunate experience of reading an unmarked lemon a couple of days ago. I had accidentally read what I thought was a lemon sometime around Christmas break or so. Now that I've read a full blown lemon (accidentally, accidentally!), I know that the story that I had read before was no lemon. I feel... dirty now. I mean seriously, why oh why do people write these things? To be perfectly honest, I feel like I read Make Out Paradise (Jiraya's books from Naruto). Yes, it really was that bad... Here's hint: DON'T READ LEMONS! And if you do write them (which I sincerely hope that you do not) please, for the sanity and innocence of your readers, MARK THEM.
I'm done now...

Ok, next on my list of things to talk about is my tendency to talk to inanimate objects. I present to the jury this situation:
I walk into my room looking for a sharpie. After examining the last place I saw my sharpie and finding only a pen in its place, I say to the pen, "You are not a sharpie." Continuing on to my floor, I find my pencil case, the logical next place to search for a sharpie. This object is greeted with, "That's a pencil case." I open the pencil case, find a sharpie and say to it, "You are a sharpie."
Insanity? Maybe, but it is rather fun.

Finally, I only wish to reference Jen's more recent blog posts about seeing Psycho and our finding of the Naruto birds. Those little puff balls kind of made my day.

I'll probably put up another Vlog in a couple of hours. Good night.

Generation X! Hah! [Insert fake excitment here]

I started watching Yu-Gi-Oh! GX on YouTube ('Cause I'm a dork like that.) Funny thing is, I made the mistake of trying to watch the English dub, which is done by 4Kids. I honestly think that company should be BANNED from touching any anime. By the end of the second episode, when I had had to suffer through a girly Chazz flirting with Alexis, a creepy pedophile man on the plane, and Jaden's voice which is way to deep to be considered normal, I decided that I should probably go watch it in Japanese. Now I can make fun of the way they pronounce Cyber Blader.

Moving on from Anime, let's turn to the members of my Anime obsessed lunch table. For instance, there's me and Regina (Regina: Regina and I!) also known as the twins (we're not related.), who are the Dog and Cat whisperer, respectively. I really dislike dogs... Then there's Jen, the lone senior at our table, who is accident prone and I think Murphy has a crush on her (Murphy as in Murphy's Law, not some creeper at my school.) Not to mention Ashely, the bug whisperer, and Leann, who may very well be the most otaku-ish of us all. Ah well, I love them all any way.

I'm going to bring this post to a close, because I really can't think of anything else to write about... >.< I'll post again soon, and I will post something new on BleachInABox soon.

Oh, and Hi, by the way. I guess I kinda didn't greet you... at all.

!!Link!! BleachInABox !!Link!!

Ok, NOW I'll Acctually Post Something

Ah, here we go. NOW I'll acctually post something that is half-way decent to read.

Let's see...

You know, I think I've gotten too used to my cat. I mean, I'll be doing my homework on the floor, and he'll race past me (clawing his way across the length of the couch as he does so) and I won't even flinch. I'll just continue doing Math problems, or whatever it was I was doing before he decided that the world was too calm, and that he had to fix that problem by racing up and down the length and bredth of my house. Also, I'll have the door to my room closed and he'll stick his little paws under my door (trying to open the door, I think.) Or he'll just sit outside my door and yowl repeatedly until I give up and open the door. He really is quite the annoying animal, sometimes. But maybe he just has a problem with closed doors.

Speaking of animals, there are these dogs that used to live across the street from me. Every so often, they'd being to bark, for absoultly now reason other than they're dogs and their mission in life is to bark for no reason, and they wouldn't shut up. I was able to block them out, but my other family members weren't so good at that. This went on for quite a while untill one time this happened, and we hear this man across the street screaming "SHUT UP!" THis caused a moment of silence, and then they started right back up. Recently, however, there has been silence across the street. I don't know if somebody just got fed up with the dogs and ducktaped their mouths, but it is very quiet over there. The moral of this story: Get a cat.

On annother topic, I'm in Orchestra at my school (I play the violin). Normally, I would enjoy this if it wasn't for two minor details.
1. I only have two electives, and one of them is taken up by Latin.
2. My Orchestra teacher is under the mistaken impression that she is actually a good teacher.
Oh, and did I mention that the 'Orchestra' consits of 3 violins and 2 violas?
Pretty much, we were playing a piece that I had 1st violin on (i.e. I had the melody most of the time, for those of you who do not understand the world of orchestras) and I messed up and totally lost my place. So I put down my violin and just kinda sit there... She doesn't even notice.
And she says we don't ever look up from our music more.

One last comment, I use the name Haruhi because me and a few of my fellow otakus at school have given eachother nicknames. Mine comes from Ouran Highschool Host Club (it's really good, if you like that sort of thing.) I'm also Hikaoru from Ouran. Come to think of it, I'm usually called Hikaoru...