Doctor's Appointment

This is it guys. For the past year or so, I've been getting chronic headaches and dizziness spells and waves of nausea and I had no idea why. I'm going to the doctor's so that hopefully figure out what's going on. They told me to make a sorta sick log, kinda like a diary where I write down every time I get an incident. We're gonna go over it to hopefully find out what's going on in my brain. Hope it's not life threatening and curable.

Birds

So we're learning about poetry in English class now, and guess what our new subject is?

Birds. Yup, I have to write a poem about birds. And not any birds, no. I have to write about the Northern Cardinal. Granted, the Northern Cardinal is pretty fucking cool, but writing a poem about birds? HOW DOES THIS RELATE TO MODERNISM?!

I mean, sure it would be easy to write a short poem about birds, but not a modernistic piece. I mean, maybe if I make it ambiguous enough it would work. Maybe...

Anyways, just wanted to share my thoughts on bird poetry. 

Random Cool Thing of the Day #5: Tower

Today's RCTotD is this really cool tower made out of GUMDROPS AND TOOTHPICKS! Look how taaaaaaall it is! I made it with a group of students from ACE who were on a college trip to University of Illinois. It got too top heavy though, so it fell down eventually. 

Random Cool Thing of the Day #4: Model

Today's RCTotD (that was supposed to be for yesterday) is the super cool model that I helped design with the rest of my ACE (Architecture, Construction, and Engineering) group. I helped come up with the wave-y part, but the whole group thought the rock climbing wall needed to be taller than the rest of the building. Which looks totally cool I might add.

In Which Mabel Tells a Story: Friends

Story time bloggykins! This is about how I became friends with David and Cooper. Sometimes I wonder how I ever stayed friends with them.

David:

I met David through a mutual friend named Andrea. It was freshman year and I didn't have many friends, so I was pretty close with Andrea. Anyways, my cousin was graduating from high school and going off to college that year, so my whole family decided to take a road trip to see him graduate. It was all the way up in New Hampshire, so it was a pretty long drive from Chicago. Why is this road trip important to the story? Well the thing is, I sorta forgot to tell Andrea. And the girl can hold a grudge. So when I cam back, she decides that I needed to be punished with a prank. The prank was this: I would come to lunch, the only time I saw her, and she would be pretending to be crying. David would be there, pretending to console her, and he would explain to me that she was so upset and depressed by my sudden loss that she was in such a horrible mood. I, of course, freaked out and decided to buy her a cookie to cheer her up (this was back when my school still sold cookies and slushies in a snack bar). Anybody who knows me well enough knows that me buying someone food is the highest form of love from me since I'm so cheap and poor.

David, the little asshole, had accompanied me and when I had finally bought the cookies, has burst out laughing, no longer able to believe how fucking gullible I was. And I admit, I kinda was. When he explained the truth, my first reaction was to threaten and lash out at him. So the first thing I said to him was "I'm going to break every bone in your body," which he replied with "Not unless I run you over first." The whole thing was hilarious to me that I burst out laughing and he followed pretty quickly. Since then we found out that we had a class together (architectural drafting) and were both in anime club. It's safe to say that we've been best friends since then.

Cooper:

Cooper is a ... special case of friendship. He sorta just appeared. We actually forgot how he became David and I's friend. That is until a few months ago when we were reminiscing during lunch. It all started in sophomore year, during, surprise surprise, lunch. Our group had coalesced over the year and had solidified into part of what is now considered the Otaku Sages Crew. Anyways, David had a different lunch period than us, but Jacob had managed to slip in with us this year. We already had become a bit known around the anime circles and we all tended to have the same classes. But one day during lunch, a kid just appeared out of nowhere. He pulled a ninja on us, just popping up on us, sitting next to us, and talking. We were all really confused, but no one wanted to say anything, so we let join us. It soon came to the point where everywhere we went, he would pop up, saying something like "Hey guys, I've been looking for you."

But despite being a bit creepy, he really wasn't too bad. I mean, he talked about the coolest video games and he liked anime too, so it wasn't too bad. And he bought us food! Real food! Not the crap the school gave us. And anyone who gets us food is good in our books. Ever since then, he sorta just stuck with us, and he'a been one of my best friends ever. Coops is just one of those people just kinda appears in your life and you don't know how it happened but it's ok because the Coops is pretty cool. 

My Dog is a Burrito

I'm pretty sure my dog is a burrito. All she does is sleep wrapped up in my bed. It's both cute and hilarious. Oh Sheba, how I love thee.

Random Cool Thing of the Day #3: Funny Pic

This wonderful RCTotD is a funny picture of a dairy van that me and my friends saw outside of the grocery store/eating spot next to our school. We obviously put waaaay too much thought and innuendos into that phrase. 

Proof That Torvald's a Dick

TORVALD YOU FUCKING DICK! Like, seriously, all he cared about is himself and his appearance. He'a such a fucking dick. Nora's a total badass at pointing out Torvald's shit and leaving for a better life. It's great.

We just finished the play, and I love it. It's just great. the ending is perfect, what with Nora actually leaving Torvald. He's the most hypocritical person I have ever had the displeasure of reading about, and he's now under my most hated characters ever, right next to Daisy Buchanan from The Great Gatsby. 

Uuuuupdate or Something Like That

So the Teacher Assitant who made my class initially create our blogs finally finished her timw with us and went back to college I think. It's kinda weird not seeing her here anymore, but class is still the same. We really didn't do anything with the blogs except for that one post, but it was a good idea while it lasted.

Now we're reading a play called A Doll'a House, by Henrik Ibsen, and it's really good. Like, I'm surprised by how much I actually like. It's an old play, and apparently it's considered one of the first feminist plays ever. It's pretty great. Maybe I'll do an analysis on it later. I know I still need to post my Senior Research Paper here, but I want to add more to it before I do so, because I had to skip some parts to fit the deadline. I also have another interesting essay I had from junior year about vampires. Maybe I'll post that one too. 

Some Fab Hair Selfies

I love making weird faces and my new purple hair is just great for it, no?

Hopefully I can get back on schedule, but I just wanted to show you guys what my new hair looks like. 

This Is Where A Title Belongs

Long time no see blog. I have been experiencing some technical difficulties. Namely my phone and computer. Both have decided to expire on me around the same time, so I now have a new phone (iPhone 3 bought from eBay) and my little sister's old laptop. The new laptop is only good for writing. And while normally that's good for this blog, it is absolute shit for the internet. I can't even open Google Chrome without the thing crashing on me like nobody's business. But soon I shall get free time and transfer all my writing to the precious blog so I can finally update some of the damn stories.

I also have some big news! My friends and I are making a podcast. And it's going to be great. So just hold your horses everybody because it's gonna be a bumpy ride. We're hoping to start recording this Thursday. Also, I now have purple hair, which looks awesome one. Bye my little peeps.

Poems for the Soul 10

Fading

Memories flit away

Like birds in the sky;

Gone are days past

And I am fogged. 

Poems for the Soul 9

Shame

There's no freedom

In the sense of shame

That blooms across

Man's cheeks and face.

Frozen Wasteland