So that's why I don't drink soda...

*just reread last post*
That is me with a normal dinner, and virtually no sugar. o_o
Imagine if I were drunk, high, or had any sort of caffeine?
I'm scared too.

WANT TO KNOW WHAT I DID TODAY? I woke up at 10am [no idea why], spaced until my mom appeared - then ate breakfast, then watched tv, then removed nail polish, then painted nails BLUE, then let it dry [while watching M*A*S*H [yes the stars are important]] then went swimming. Got out of the pool - daddy came home with epic food, and I watched more tv. Considering I spent the summer either in the pool or on the net - tv was fun. BRAIN DRAINING W00t

Now here I sit at nearly 3am, knowing I have to wake up somewhat early tomorrow, yet I'm not moving.

I'm reading KILL IT WITH FIRE - a Twilight rip-apart that is making my Century worth while.

I have, in fact, read every last Twilight book - none of which the titles make any sense - and all I can say is...I just accidentally cracked my knuckle and scared my cat...and all the main characters are douche bags, while the sub characters are accidentally interesting. Who? Jasper, Alice, Charlie, and Renee. AND LONG LIVE MIKE NEWTON.

Yup.

Uhgkaljskdfjalsldkfas.dfjalskdfj....----****

Warning! This entire post may have bad grammar and not make any sense
It's 6:24am.
I woke up at 10:20am...yesterday. I just tried to do the math for that...but I ended up counting on my fingers and I just got confused and mad. I'm trying to decide whether to sleep or just push through the day like a zombie. I got through the night by playing the Sims the entire time. My patience got thin and I quit - therefore I'm typing this now.

I see the sun...oohhh *touch*
lawlz.
lulz.
loll?

o.O

IN MY SIMS game I have a rich family with a goth girl - who's currently dating a kid that I made like Donnie Darko [like the movie xD] and I love watching them because they're cute one moment and the next he's either talking to himself or insulting her for no apparent reason. I lauuughhh. Sims 3 btw. FTW!

She's epic at guitar, and has a bestie named cyl0n sw0rd3 or something like that. I had her become friends with him because the Sims creators went out of their name to give him a name with 0's versus O's; and even a number. So yeah. He's a young adult and she's a teen - meaning they can only ever been friends until she levels up...I mean GROWS up.
Hehe...I read "gross" when I read that xxDD
The family had a baby recently and I was tired when it was born - so both the dad and kid have the name teddy - unintentionally. I thought the dad's name was Leeeoooo but apparently it wasn't. Or Sims 3 was hACKED. Teddy Sr. is gonna be President one day mhm.

And I'm going to leave my sleeping/waking status open to a coin flip from random.org
MY FATE RESTS IN YOUR HANDS, CYBER PENNY.

Heads=stay up
Tails=go to sleep

Hey my dad's up!
Anyway...
I flipped it five times I think o.o
First was heads.
Next was tails
Then tail tails tails tail tailzzzzzzzzzzzzz
So I think the Gods are saying GTFO the computer and SLEEP.

Ooookay :3

AND YOU KNOW YOU LOVE MY NONSENSICALZ

o.o
I should write a character/book/something in this mental state.
SKQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKahakljdfka;k......
I'm going to lie down and pretend like I'm not hyper until the hyper wears out or I get SOOO hungry I have to eat, then I'll leave...this world @_@
Nah - just my bedroom xDDD
SILLY WILLY.

It's now 6"37am and i should probably sleepz nowaz or something;z

Z's ARE EVERYWHERE
ZOMMGGGG.
-dies-

Ew.

Warning - the following is gross

So...cats are sweet, awesome, purry, and blah blah blah...but at least my cat gets on these random 'disgusting binges' where I just push the fuzzbutt away. He'll start licking himself and smacking his tongue so the air smells like his breath, and he's shooting random bits of catlitter everywhere - maybe farted too. It's just...so repulsive. And he's just to my left doing it right now. o_o
He's also vibrating to some extent from the hard licking.

Yeah.

Going to bed now.

Post-hair

*rejoices*
Senior in High School, Hayles
UGLY RANDOM HAIRCUT ON MONDAY [no picture wouldn't burst into flames]
COLLEGE FRESHMAN HAYLES!

What does this mean? THE HAIRCUT was more than a success! I am SO happy!
OH SO VERY HAPPY!
The chick was a bit...scary. Considering I could sense her n00bness - but her supervisor evened it out at the end...SO YAY!

w00t.

I am a happy camper.
And I know my face is a bit "special" in the NEW HAIRCUT picture...and my hair is wet...but w/e. POINT IS MADE.
^-_-^
-:]

Pre-hair

So...I got my hair cut on Monday, and it has remained in the upright position - with its tray-table up.
BOO-DUM-CHAAAAAA
0=D
Anyway - it looks like a total "mom" cut. o_o
AND THIS IS WHAT THEY EXPECT ME TO GO TO COLLEGE WITH?!
*strokes hair*
Grow! GROW INTO SOMETHING LESS HIDEOUS!
But alas - my hopes and dreams of keeping my hair length so I can grow it out are...gone. Why? Because the giant guy that cut my hair only trimmed about "less than a half inch" into the mess it is now.

AND TODAY - destiny calls!

There is a hair cut place called something like HAIRFX, where they need MODELS for their HAIR ASSISTANTS to PRACTICE on - for friggin' free.
F R E E.
FREE!
Ordinarily I would be like LOLNO to some n00b touching my hair - but I got a good gut feeling about this. Well - hopefully I do. OR I will become hat girl. o_o
Or beanie girl.
Or bandanna girl.

Ehh...

Basically I'm going to say to Laura, "Alright - you basically have free reign over my hair. I want something that fits my face and just fits...me. Just don't make it look like a boycut and I'm happy."

GO GO GO.

¡w00t!

WARNING.
WARNING.
HAYLES HAIR WILL PROBABLY BE SIGNIFICANTLY SHORTER.
Bangs inevitable - since the giant man already hacked those off -.-

I hope this doesn't bite me in the booty =P

Will update when I get home
Well - will post a new entry when I get home xD
WISH ME LUCK.

Lament to Monday Night-Tuesday Morning

Oh night time - I was planning to fill you with dreams of brilliant colors, random events, non-nonsensical fantasies, and overall epic goodness. But no - this was stolen from me...by a mixture of people that are in a different time zone as me, an overactive mind, and an upset tummy. Here I lie - watching the clock click by, wanting to sleep, but not feeling tired...which may be caused by knowing I can't sleep. Tonight was not a bout of insomnia, which I occasionally suffer from - but something else. The Universe laughing at me, simply because I said the words, "I think I'm actually going to bed tonight."
Now it's working on six am, and I'm lying in my bed with my laptop on my lap - since my tummy doesn't want me to sit up or lie on it. A cat cuddles my humming ipod beside me - my elbow leaning on him.
And the song Overkill just went on. ALL the LYRICS:

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
Perhaps it's just imagination

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away

Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation

At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night from overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day

I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications

Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know I'll be alright
It's just overkill

Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Ghosts appear and fade away
Ghosts appear and fade away

---
So basically the song is explaining me right now. Not creepy Pants, not creepy at all.
[Pants=ipod name]
And sprinklers just went off and scared the crap outta my cat - which scared me more in turn. He's my night buddy. Sleeps all day, is awake with me at night. I'm weirded out right now. It's 5:43 atm...and it's pitch black outside. I stayed up this late like TWO NIGHTS ago..and it was getting brighter by 4. It's not far from six, and it's inky black outside.

Spooky. Kitty using iPod as pillow. I need to get a picture of that someday. Camera too far away atm. Which is sad...since it's literally like two feet away. My wrists are hurting from sitting/lying like I am. Back on bed. Laptop on tummy. Head on pillow. Wrists going NOOOOOOOOOOOºººººººº000000000ooooooo!

I'm contemplating whether I should try to sleep or not. It's a little brighter now, now that it's five-till-six. I'm really tired suddenly. I'll probably just sit though...

G'night/morning. I'm going to try to sleep.

Sprinkles

There are some words that just make me happy or smile.
Blob
Blubber
Goober
Pants
Omnomnom
Poo
Unicorn
Poof
Lick
Poke
Prod
Bite
Nom
Masticate
Jizz
Crack
Pop
Boom
Moob
Puss
Pus
Booger
Nose
Vespa
Gurgle
Cutie
Doorknob
Knob
Adorkable
Wenis
Sweet
Tintinnabulation
Mundungus
Foofaraw
Anthropomorphic
AND...
Sprinkles.

Just thought you should know =D

Purpose [beware: not light hearted - rather deep]

I haven't posted in what I consider awhile. I've had a rather hard week [well last week] and yesterday it kinda just boiled up. See? Anyway, today I got a hair cut - and maybe tomorrow I'll get a picture. I hate hair cuts the day of. It's like BAH HAIR. :(

So this is my last week - yet here I am, sitting on my rear, doing nothing. Other than maybe one week, I really feel like I wasted my entire summer. I didn't make one movie. I didn't finish one thing I was writing. I didn't hang out with friends nearly enough. I didn't even renew my friggin' permit yet. I didn't get my license [dur]. I didn't randomly have a Grease [movie] style SUMMER LOVE xD.

...though...there was a simply handsome bag-boy yesterday at the grocery store named Nick. We flirted. I want him >_>
*cough*
ANYWAY...
...blue eyes...brown curly hair...o.<

*hears snapping fingers*
I'M OKAY I'M OKAY...

Anyway, I'm thinking of an excuse to go back to that store =D
-random bucket of water gets poured over head-

AAAAAAH! OKAY I'LL STOP WITH NICK...with the sideways nametag *purr*

Now as I sit here on my bed in weather that's slowly cooling down, with a cat cuddling my ipod, singing along to "I Will Follow You Into the Dark" - I feel oddly alone.

I can't help wonder what the Universe has in store for me. I believe we all have a destiny we need to fulfill - both big and small. But what's mine? Will it to be to fulfill my dream of getting a movie on the silver screen? See my name in the credits while sitting in one of those plush seats with a bag of popcorn on my lap? Finally growing some confidence about at least one of my abilities?

Or will it be something else?

The future terrifies me because I don't know what lies tomorrow - nor the next hour. I like knowing - and there's not any way to know without interfering with the actual events...unless I'm meant to see what happens, that that's what leads me to the ultimate goal in which I'm already seeing in the future...? Time travel is possible. Hawking says so - therefore it is. Just...we all fail at making one. Part of me wants it to be a surprise though. The other part doesn't.

As I go through life, I see signs, notice patterns, and I feel like I'm working towards figuring one big thing out. What? I have no idea. Like there's some odd puzzle I'm slowly building that's leading towards some odd truth. It's hard to explain why I think this is so...but sometimes when I do/say/learn something, I get a chill down my back, and get a true sense of this was supposed to happen.

The second-to-latest 'chill' came from the first time I watched the movie Donnie Darko. All the pieces seemed to fit. They only showed [positively] two teachers of his within the movie. His Physics and English teachers. Mr. White and Mrs. Barrow are probably the two most influential [and close] teacher's I've ever had. I saw myself in his shoes whenever he talked to either one...it was quite disconcerting. The song "Mad World" at the end - well it was my *freak out cry* song a few years ago...which I heard by chance while during a Commercial in Kirkwood. There was a scene with fireworks when the entire movie was 'spiraling'. I watched it on July 3rd. My trigger-happy neighbors were setting off fireworks in time with the movie.

The latest 'chill' came from the Cabin. I was there for about a week - and every day felt right. It's hard to explain.

Am I crazy? Quite honestly, probably. It could just be my conscience searching for a meaning to life. Take reality and form it into a friggin' movie. Sounds like something my brain would do.

Well - your fiction just may be my reality.
Only time will tell.

Girl vs...

So...the keyboard has defeated me. There is a beam of light gawking at me whenever I care to cast a glance in that general direction. It's a friggin' SPOTLIGHT. Yay back-lit-keyboards -_-
My dad took it on and failed. I was close to winning. But failed.

In less fail news, Girl vs. Camera [which was ranted about on deviantArt] - I WON! The camera was pissing me off with its bad focus...then I found the Macro button today!!! What does that mean? I means I own at life. And can now focus on things close to the camera.

!!!
Happy day!


The day can be summed up with this
:):
...which equals :|
neutral.
w00t.