So, my completely and totally informed friend has found me something to write about, again.
The Internet providers we all know and pay too much, are deciding that we still don't pay enough, and are going to raise our bill-- but not in a way that we can fight about once it happens.
Here's some more info:
You know how like, on your TV bill (for those with more than basic), you buy packages of certain channels? That's how they're going to make the Internet. In packages. As if we, the people, don't have enough on our plates to worry about.
For instance, the price of gas. About a week ago, my mom and I were driving (not casually, mind you), and we saw--get this-- a gallon of gas for $3.58. Yes. The city's LOWEST gas price! And the line was nearly a mile long. We, needless to say, could not wait that long, even for that price. So we ended up paying $.20 more.
The price of food. With rising gas prices, everything that has to be shipped has gone up. Soon it will be cheaper to eat at Olive Garden than eating at your own house!
Worldly issues. Like, how the hell are we supposed to help China? They're clear across the world, and we are having tornado issues. If we keep helping the world, and not ourselves, then we're going to become a third-world country, ourselves.
Mexicans. I still don't feel all-too-kindly about them. I, an able-bodied U.S. citizen, cannot find a job to save my life. Illegal immigrants, on the other hand, could find a job if they were missing their other hand! and if they were 156 years old, with a cinderblock for a left foot. Americans can't find a job if we tried, which I don't. I've given up. There's no way to beat those bastards.
My little sister. My world is constantly in danger.
The '08 election. NONE of the freakin' candidates are capable of making this world a better country. I don't think anyone could. Unless we could reincarnate George Washington, or Abe Lincoln, or any of the other great prez's. Which won't be able to happen for another BILLION years. If we last that long.
5/28/08
My Vietnam Project!
I MADE THIS>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Isn't that soo cool?? It's about the Vietnam War. It's even on YouTube! http://youtube.com/watch?v=LCS-0xuUgco
5/26/08
...I think... I have a stalker...
So. I just got the wierdest phone call of my life. Two dudes (I think) had been using helium, and blocked the call on my caller ID, so I couldn't figure out who it was. They told me that someone in my third period (Algebra) liked me, and that they were also in my third period. They said their name was Joey. I don't know any Joe-y's, besides my little brother. I know one Joe, though.
They said they got my # from a friend, but wouldn't tell me who. They also said they'd "see me later on tonight." Okay. That is totally creepy. I'm scared. Like, they could be watching my house right now. And Gage isn't answering either of his phones... :(( I'm scared....
NOTE (6/1): This creepy-ass person is named Sarah Smith. It's a chick. Somehow, she's gotten a hold of my email. *Twilight Zone Theme Song Plays* I don't even think I know a Sarah Smith! But, lo and behold, Rylea does. *sigh* yeah.
They said they got my # from a friend, but wouldn't tell me who. They also said they'd "see me later on tonight." Okay. That is totally creepy. I'm scared. Like, they could be watching my house right now. And Gage isn't answering either of his phones... :(( I'm scared....
NOTE (6/1): This creepy-ass person is named Sarah Smith. It's a chick. Somehow, she's gotten a hold of my email. *Twilight Zone Theme Song Plays* I don't even think I know a Sarah Smith! But, lo and behold, Rylea does. *sigh* yeah.
5/25/08
Sorry
I know, lately I haven't been putting up the Icons and stuff. But this will soon change. Like, right now.So, that level I was bitching about? I finally beat it. Now I'm on another level. Grr. Why can't I be like some insane video gamer that can beat any game in a matter of hours. Though if I beat it by the end of tomorrow, it'll only have taken me three days...
Woo random colors! So, I've been talking online a bit today, and I think I may be scarred for the rest of my life... Thank you, Lucas.
This post is just going to be randomness.
Like, I have a coupon here for a Free PINK undie at Victoria's Secret... cool. I wanna go, but I never go to Vickie's Secret.
What is Victoria's Secret?? She is really in actuality a he. Or at least that's what I've heard.
Okay. So I have a few Hollywood Secrets, as well. Like, everyone knows the Titanic theme song by Seline Dion? Well, the song they used in the movie was actually shot in the vehicle on the way to the studio. Yeah!! She was late getting to the studio, and they were recording it. Then they got to the studio, and recorded it again. Well, they liked the one from the ride over better, so that's the one in the movie! Crazy, right?
And then there's the horse from the Wizard of Oz. You know the one, no one can forget it. The one that changed colors? Well. It was originally meant to be blue, and instead of just dyeing the horse blue, they decided to use Jell-O. Well, the horse apparently really liked Jell-O, and kept licking it off. Eventually, they ran out of blue, and had to switch colors. Thus, the color-changing horse.
On Prom night, as I have told you, I fell asleep in my boyfriend's arms, and he was watching me sleep. We're talking about it, and he's describing what it was like. Here are some excerpts:
Makenna: what did I look like?
Gage: when a baby sleeps in its new home
Gage: you just can't take your eyes off of it
Gage: you looked like when you sit on top of a perfect hill and you watch as the sun rises over the horizon, lighting everything that is beautiful
Gage: you look like Oscar when he's sleep in his blanket on the couch
(note: Oscar is his baby miniature wiener-dog, who is absolutely adorable)
And he says he can't write! This is pure poetry! And it's soo romantic, too.
See why I REALLY like him?
5/24/08
The Day I Almost Died, and Another Level Obsession
I almost died this past Monday. Like, seriously. Dead. There was an ambulance and everything. No jokes. I promise.
I was an idiot. And I know it.
It's Monday waaaaay after school, and my friend and I are stranded at the school after a D&D game. My mom and friends with cars can't pick us up, my dad has only enough room for one in his car, and there is NO WAY I'm going to even consider letting my friend, who has saved my life many uncountable times in D&D, walk the (what I thought was about half a mile, but turned out to be more like three) desert alone. We live in VEGAS. We broke records on Monday. It was 109* IN THE SHADE. We both had water. We were together. We'd be fine.
Or so I thought.
I was wrong.
So we start walking, and because of the heat and everything, I figured we'd stop and take breaks. Once again, I was wrong. My friend kept pushing on. HE was in GREAT physical condition. I'm not. We hit ravines. Not like little hills, but RAVINES. CANYONS. Small canyons, but a couple went at least 15 feet deep.
We keep going. Pressing onward.
(May I make another "I'm an IDIOT" comment?)
So, about 250 yards away from civilization, I collapse. Faint. Black out. Lose consciousness. Take your pic. My friend (we'll call him B, because that's sooooo much shorter to write), starts freaking out, if I remember right. I wake, and dial 911 for him. I don't remember much afterwards...
Then, there was this reeeealy cute EMT. He had the emo hair, and a round-ish face. Really cute, black hair with an under-layer of blond, and blue eyes (I don't know why I can remember these things B had my phone, so I never got a pic...).
My parents show up, and take me and B home.
This is after they lay me down in ice packs and poured water over everything but my mouth, which I thought was the driest and hottest place on Earth. And possibly Mars. But they poured so much water on me, had I been wearing white, I would have won a wet T-shirt contest.
I got home, and for the rest of the next week, I've been having hot-and-cold flashes. I'll go from living in a freezer in the North Pole, to living in Saudi Arabia in a bakeshop.
Okay. Now to answer the annoying question in the back of your mind about the second half of my title. I am playing another game. And I'm pretty far, too. And, you guessed it. I can't beat this level I'm on. I have been playing this level ALL F&#*ING DAY. Okay, fine. Since about 2:30. I beat all the levels before it.
To answer the new annoying question. I'm playing Diner Dash. The full version. Because I own it. And if you have played it, then you know how the levels work. I'm on 3-4. And it's f&#* impossible, I tell you! IMPOSSIBLE!!
I would like to congratulate my lil sis, Rylea. She won the Wild Cat Award, THE most prestigious award handed out by her school. All of her teachers voted her "best student in the school." I'm not shocked. A 4.3 GPA, Vice Prez of the student body, and most popular, well, at least, known.
EVERYONE in that school knows her name! And? She has an all-access pass! She can get ONTO THE SCHOOL ROOF IF SHE WANTED. That's freaking crazy!! And even the Principal admits Rylea has just as much power as she does! My sister is almost as powerful as Hitler! Stalin! Cesar! (Actually, that last one fits the best. I'm scared that High School's going to kill her.)
Well, that's the end of this post. Hope for the comments!
I was an idiot. And I know it.
It's Monday waaaaay after school, and my friend and I are stranded at the school after a D&D game. My mom and friends with cars can't pick us up, my dad has only enough room for one in his car, and there is NO WAY I'm going to even consider letting my friend, who has saved my life many uncountable times in D&D, walk the (what I thought was about half a mile, but turned out to be more like three) desert alone. We live in VEGAS. We broke records on Monday. It was 109* IN THE SHADE. We both had water. We were together. We'd be fine.
Or so I thought.
I was wrong.
So we start walking, and because of the heat and everything, I figured we'd stop and take breaks. Once again, I was wrong. My friend kept pushing on. HE was in GREAT physical condition. I'm not. We hit ravines. Not like little hills, but RAVINES. CANYONS. Small canyons, but a couple went at least 15 feet deep.
We keep going. Pressing onward.
(May I make another "I'm an IDIOT" comment?)
So, about 250 yards away from civilization, I collapse. Faint. Black out. Lose consciousness. Take your pic. My friend (we'll call him B, because that's sooooo much shorter to write), starts freaking out, if I remember right. I wake, and dial 911 for him. I don't remember much afterwards...
Then, there was this reeeealy cute EMT. He had the emo hair, and a round-ish face. Really cute, black hair with an under-layer of blond, and blue eyes (I don't know why I can remember these things B had my phone, so I never got a pic...).
My parents show up, and take me and B home.
This is after they lay me down in ice packs and poured water over everything but my mouth, which I thought was the driest and hottest place on Earth. And possibly Mars. But they poured so much water on me, had I been wearing white, I would have won a wet T-shirt contest.
I got home, and for the rest of the next week, I've been having hot-and-cold flashes. I'll go from living in a freezer in the North Pole, to living in Saudi Arabia in a bakeshop.
Okay. Now to answer the annoying question in the back of your mind about the second half of my title. I am playing another game. And I'm pretty far, too. And, you guessed it. I can't beat this level I'm on. I have been playing this level ALL F&#*ING DAY. Okay, fine. Since about 2:30. I beat all the levels before it.
To answer the new annoying question. I'm playing Diner Dash. The full version. Because I own it. And if you have played it, then you know how the levels work. I'm on 3-4. And it's f&#* impossible, I tell you! IMPOSSIBLE!!
I would like to congratulate my lil sis, Rylea. She won the Wild Cat Award, THE most prestigious award handed out by her school. All of her teachers voted her "best student in the school." I'm not shocked. A 4.3 GPA, Vice Prez of the student body, and most popular, well, at least, known.
EVERYONE in that school knows her name! And? She has an all-access pass! She can get ONTO THE SCHOOL ROOF IF SHE WANTED. That's freaking crazy!! And even the Principal admits Rylea has just as much power as she does! My sister is almost as powerful as Hitler! Stalin! Cesar! (Actually, that last one fits the best. I'm scared that High School's going to kill her.)
Well, that's the end of this post. Hope for the comments!
5/21/08
Good times. Goooood times.
Once again, my comp crashed. So it took a slight vacation to my Uncle Kurt's house. There, it got an internal scrubbing. My uncle found a total of over 2000(!) viruses. In my computer. My baby was really sick. But she's better now.
Okay. So. LOTS have happened this past... however long ago it was that I wrote.
Let's start with Thursday, shall we?
So. On Thursday, Right after I wrote what happened, I tried on my prom dress just to make sure. Well, it's a good thing I did. I busted the zipper. So, Friday, mom and I took my dress in to the shop. They took out the zipper, and then took out a side. We went to Kmart after that, and my mom bought me a corset, so I wouldn't be able to expand once I got it on.
Saturday. Prom Night.
Wow. Lots happened. I woke up, and called Gage, making sure he was up and moving, like I do every weekend. He was, which I took to be a good sign.
We went to get my hair done at 11, at a wonderful shop at Ann and Simmonds. The lady that did my hair was a little Asian named Jade. She was really cool.
After we got my hair done, we went to pick up my dress. It was ready.
We got home at around 2. Gage wouldn't be there for another 2 hours. Which meant I had to clean. His mom is a neat freak...
So I cleaned the living room with my mom's help. Or vice versa...
Then I had to go play with my makeup, which, might I add, was amazing. Took me FOREVER, though.
Gage was at my door at 4:08 with our friend Mason after that. Mom called for me, and I walked out of her room. I felt like a princess. We took THOUSANDS of pictures. Or at least, it felt like it.
The corsage was perfect. Gage picked it all out himself. White orchids with silver ribbon and wire with white crystal stones. Like I said, perfect.
We got to Olive Garden and waited for the rest of our party. There were 11 others coming. I think we gave the waitresses hell, with all our separate checks.
We FINALLY got to the prom. We were some of the first there, and got our pictures done.
My friends and I were the first on the dance floor.
Gage danced with me. I felt soo special because Gage is self-conscience of himself, and doesn't like to dance in front of other people.
Right before we left, I almost fainted. My corset was cutting off the circulation to my brain, and I wasn't getting enough oxygen. My friend had to drag me to the bathroom and take it off. (thanks Dani!!)
We left at about 9:30 to go to another friend's house (thanks Chelsea!) and watch a movie (Sweeny Todd). I don't think anyone was really paying attention. Well, I don't know... I was either asleep in Gage's lap, or kissing Gage... ;)
We left at about 12:30 to go home. I fell asleep at about 1:00.
That's a lot, so I'll pause here. If you want to hear about Sunday and Monday, then I'll write later.
Okay. So. LOTS have happened this past... however long ago it was that I wrote.
Let's start with Thursday, shall we?
So. On Thursday, Right after I wrote what happened, I tried on my prom dress just to make sure. Well, it's a good thing I did. I busted the zipper. So, Friday, mom and I took my dress in to the shop. They took out the zipper, and then took out a side. We went to Kmart after that, and my mom bought me a corset, so I wouldn't be able to expand once I got it on.
Saturday. Prom Night.
Wow. Lots happened. I woke up, and called Gage, making sure he was up and moving, like I do every weekend. He was, which I took to be a good sign.
We went to get my hair done at 11, at a wonderful shop at Ann and Simmonds. The lady that did my hair was a little Asian named Jade. She was really cool.
After we got my hair done, we went to pick up my dress. It was ready.
We got home at around 2. Gage wouldn't be there for another 2 hours. Which meant I had to clean. His mom is a neat freak...
So I cleaned the living room with my mom's help. Or vice versa...
Then I had to go play with my makeup, which, might I add, was amazing. Took me FOREVER, though.
Gage was at my door at 4:08 with our friend Mason after that. Mom called for me, and I walked out of her room. I felt like a princess. We took THOUSANDS of pictures. Or at least, it felt like it.
The corsage was perfect. Gage picked it all out himself. White orchids with silver ribbon and wire with white crystal stones. Like I said, perfect.
We got to Olive Garden and waited for the rest of our party. There were 11 others coming. I think we gave the waitresses hell, with all our separate checks.
We FINALLY got to the prom. We were some of the first there, and got our pictures done.
My friends and I were the first on the dance floor.
Gage danced with me. I felt soo special because Gage is self-conscience of himself, and doesn't like to dance in front of other people.
Right before we left, I almost fainted. My corset was cutting off the circulation to my brain, and I wasn't getting enough oxygen. My friend had to drag me to the bathroom and take it off. (thanks Dani!!)
We left at about 9:30 to go to another friend's house (thanks Chelsea!) and watch a movie (Sweeny Todd). I don't think anyone was really paying attention. Well, I don't know... I was either asleep in Gage's lap, or kissing Gage... ;)
We left at about 12:30 to go home. I fell asleep at about 1:00.
That's a lot, so I'll pause here. If you want to hear about Sunday and Monday, then I'll write later.
5/15/08
Torn Dreams
Prom. Every girl's dream. The perfect night with an awesome (maybe even perfect) guy. An entire night to be a princess.
Too bad mine won't be that way.
Three things over the past day have happened.
1) My makeup appt. got canceled.
2) Our transportation canceled on us.
3) My prom dress' zipper ripped.
And, to top it all off, my toes won't stay on. (I have fake toenails on right now...)
But, honestly, that's not even the worst of it.
My friend, or, well, I don't know what I consider him, and I got into a HUGE arguement. I blew up on him. Mount Vesuvius would have been proud (that's the one from Popeii).
See, he's moving next weekend. To Oregon. I'm never going to see him again, possibly. And for a second, I thought I wasn't going to miss him. But who am I kidding? Of COURSE I'm going to miss him. But he doesn't care. Today he claimed he never loved me. But for months, every time we talked, we exchanged "I love you"'s.
But now, he'll probably never talk to me again. And I care.
Too bad mine won't be that way.
Three things over the past day have happened.
1) My makeup appt. got canceled.
2) Our transportation canceled on us.
3) My prom dress' zipper ripped.
And, to top it all off, my toes won't stay on. (I have fake toenails on right now...)
But, honestly, that's not even the worst of it.
My friend, or, well, I don't know what I consider him, and I got into a HUGE arguement. I blew up on him. Mount Vesuvius would have been proud (that's the one from Popeii).
See, he's moving next weekend. To Oregon. I'm never going to see him again, possibly. And for a second, I thought I wasn't going to miss him. But who am I kidding? Of COURSE I'm going to miss him. But he doesn't care. Today he claimed he never loved me. But for months, every time we talked, we exchanged "I love you"'s.
But now, he'll probably never talk to me again. And I care.
5/12/08
The Truth About Friends
Life is too short to live with regrets.
Love the people who treat you right.
Forget about the ones who don't.
Believe everything happens for a reason. 
If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands.
If it changes your life, let it.
Nobody said life would be easy.They just promised it would be worth it.
5/11/08
Total Awesomeness
Hi, my readers! (though you are few, hopefully we can change that!) Well, one of my totally awesome friends has made a toolbar for your browser! And it's totally awesome! Go to this link to check it out: http://www.laeinccreations.ourtoolbar.com
It has quick and easy access to TOTAL AND COMPLETE RANDOMNESS!!, as well as a pop-up blocker, local weather, an email notifier, a quick link to music, and a search that's effective. This is all spyware and adware free. (he's my friend, and I trust him, and if you trust me, you can trust him. He protects me from that stuff, in fact...)So Try It OUT!! and if you have ANY complaints, come to me! This is what it looks like (somewhat... Some is cut off):
Live Toolbar preview | Click to Download
If you like it, click directly on it. It will automatically download it.
It has quick and easy access to TOTAL AND COMPLETE RANDOMNESS!!, as well as a pop-up blocker, local weather, an email notifier, a quick link to music, and a search that's effective. This is all spyware and adware free. (he's my friend, and I trust him, and if you trust me, you can trust him. He protects me from that stuff, in fact...)So Try It OUT!! and if you have ANY complaints, come to me! This is what it looks like (somewhat... Some is cut off):
If you like it, click directly on it. It will automatically download it.
YAY!!! SMILEYS ARE BACK!!
So, I've got some really cool friends that know and love 
to work with Photoshop 
and Flash. So, The smileys will be back, AND(!!!) you won't be able to find these ANYWHERE else!! So keep reading to see them! And I'll still be putting up the icons. Don't worry.
to work with Photoshop 
and Flash. So, The smileys will be back, AND(!!!) you won't be able to find these ANYWHERE else!! So keep reading to see them! And I'll still be putting up the icons. Don't worry.
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