Spiders and How I Hate Them. Except For Daddy Long Legs, They’re Cool.

I hate spiders. Go figure. I don’t scream when I see one, I narrow in on it and crush it with whatever I have in my reach. DIE SPIDER DIE. Sometimes when the spider is small enough I just smash it with my fingers. Here are some of my spider tales.

Once when I was in 8th grade, the teacher was beginning to dismiss the class. YAY. My table was always the last one chosen to line up at the door for whatever reason and the other people in class would stand next to it in line because, ironically, my table was right next to the door. Everyone was trying to be as quiet as can be so we could leave. I got bored of paying attention to the teacher so I look over at my backpack and ASDFGHJKL off of its awesome flap thing was a spider, about as big as my pinky nail, spinning a web off of it.I say “Oh a spider” and then crush it between my fingers, rubbing them together really thoroughly to make sure it DIES like it’s supposed to. When I’m finished with my murder victim, I look back over toward the line and see one of the girls I know right next to me gaping in utter shock.

“What is it?” I say and she goes “I don’t know” and then the teacher dismisses everyone and my table can finally leave. I guess what I did was cool because she told everyone about it and they would come up to me saying “OMG I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT ALEX!!!” and people I didn’t know would say “Hey! You’re the girl that killed that big spider with her fingers!” Apparently, killing spiders with your bare fingers is a great ice breaker for meeting new people.

TALE #2

I have to blow dry my hair straight because if I don’t it looks like I have a perm, so I’m blow drying all innocent like. I’m wearing a camie because the air gets really hot with the blow dryer on and I get one of those itches on my back that are usually caused by a hair that has fallen out. At this time I had hair above my shoulders so if I turned around slightly, I could see my back, and I needed to see my back because no matter how hard I tried to grab that hair it always seemed to move. Seriously, with how much spiders seem to love me I should have seen what was coming. As I turn around I see what is happening. BIG GIANT SPIDER MUST DIE. Really, it was about 2 times bigger than the one at school from the tale above. At first I just stay still looking at it wondering how I’m going to KILL it without it biting me, which it miraculously hasn’t so yet. My hands couldn’t reach it BUT I did have a blow dryer begging me for some SPIDER MURDER ACTION and I decide it’s go time! I flick the blow dryer back on and HAZAH! It is blown away off my back. The only part that didn’t get to happen was I NEVER GOT TO KILL IT and it was never seen again. Stupid spider, I hate you.

TALE #3

This one is more like a series of unfortunate events for me, because the last two spider tales happened in two other completely different places that I lived. This is about where I am currently residing, unfortunately. You see, in the apartment my family and I are living in I have the master bedroom and my own bathroom and my Mom and bros. share the other bedroom and the guest bathroom. At least once a month something to do with a huge spider happens. BUT ONLY IN MY BATHROOM OR BEDROOM NO ONE ELSE’S. What’s worse is they’re all black widows (males so far luckily) and violin spiders. These suckers are GIANT and UGLY. They go on my walls, my mirror, my bed, and even my towel! MY TOWEL!!! I’m so scared that I have to shake out my towel everyday before I take a shower or use it to dry my hands after washing! The most recent fiend, which was this morning, appeared on my toilet seat! Luckily I always check around my toilet before going to the bathroom too, but still! I swear these things are out to get me. At least we’re moving again in June. (\*u*/)

TALE #4

Actually #4 isn’t about spiders, it’s about bees and wasps. Ever since I was a wee lass I would get bees and wasps attracted to my hair. In 4th grade one even flew into the classroom just to land on my head. These things are just as bad as spiders. CONSTANT HARASSMENT TO ME. I can’t even walk the dogs without having to be vigilant IT’S THAT BAD. When I was 4 a bee also flew up my nose. It kept stinging and stinging and it hurt real bad and I had to pinch my nose really tight so that it would DIE. In high school we always had to eat lunch outside and wasps had no problem finding me there. I actually got hit in the head once with a book out of the blue by one of the people I knew because I guess there was a wasp on my head that no one told me about yet and she was the type of person to do that kind of thing. Nature is abusive. Trust me.

XBOX LIVE WHYYYYY!!!!!!

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Video Games, XBOX 360, XBOX LIVE

We have gotten a XBOX about a year ago and I just made a hotmail because WHATEVER you have to have one to make a LIVE account. So I make one thinking, “Yay, I can go get free demos of games and stuffs.” I then go through the process of signing up on the XBOX. DUN DUN DUN *SHARK MUSIC* DUN DUN DUN. The XBOX bites me!

 

A message pops up stating that I have to enter a parent’s email because I’m under age. WUT WUT WUT I’M 17 I’M ALLOWED TO GO BUY RATED M GAMES ON MY OWN AND GET INTO MA RATED MOVIES TOO WUT.  I bet they’re afraid that I’m going to steal my Mom’s credit card in order to get a GOLD account. It’s not like I can’t do it when I’m 18 CHEESE man CHEESE. After bawling my eyes out for the next few hours because SOME SIGN UP THING wouldn’t let me be independent, I decide to let it go until I turn 18. PPSSSHHHH  jerks. I’ll just have to finish getting to the ends of the games I already own. TnT

 

The Stereotype Song! With Hetalia!

Oh gosh this is waaayy inappropriate more towards the end but it’s super hilarious! I love being a Hetalia fan~! I go running every morning for an hour so you can imagine how bored I get doing the same thing every day, but with music it’s not too bad. Wherever this song comes on I giggle when it starts, especially if there’s someone on a machine next to me because who would think that this song would be on the playlist of someone exorcising? LOL

Something else I’ve noticed about this blogging site is that it is set 8 hours ahead of my time, like right now it says that I’m posting this on the 8th when at my time it’s still the 7th. BOO. I’ve already looked through settings and couldn’t figure it out but I’m too lazy to contact anyone about it. Oh well.

I Am A Senpai!!!

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date sim, deviant art, otome

I’ve decided to make a deviant art and look up some sim date games, most of which are either the usual by pacthesis or vocaloid inspired and pretty short. Then I come up across something different. I guess it’s supposed to be a sim date that makes fun of otome games and the last time I read about one of those it was pretty funny. REALLY FUNNY. So here I go.

 

This is what the start looks like. I guess that’s me! I’m disabled and have no hand. Glad they don’t discriminate here.

On a second note, DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO MAKE SCREEN SHOTS?!?! I had to go all the way to wikihow and even then it took me like 20 minutes to catch on. Can you believe I’m the most computer smart person in my family?

Back to topic, CLICK PLAY.

 

Huh. This game is to the point. I like it, I like it alot…. so far…. NEXT.

It’s talking about how summer vacation is over and it’s winter and there’s a lot of noise AND THEN SOMEBODY CATCHES MY EYE. Hot younger student? Let’s see….

THIS ISN’T ME WUT I’M A GUY? They should really put that in the description. Anyways, I SHALL BE BEST BOYFRIEND EVER!!!

It gives me two choices;

A. Doesn’t notice and keeps walking

B. Notices…. “Ohaio Kawaii Chan”

BEST BOYFRIEND EVER would obviously choose option B. It would be strange if boys thought in alphabetical options like this in real life and

AWWW she’s blushing…. It also sounds like she doesn’t know she’s supposed to say “Ohaio Gozaimasu”. Rude, rude little girl! And your stuttering doesn’t help your case! I so want to dump you now.

Everyone is apparently staring at us now ’cause SHE WAS JUST THAT RUDE. I think to myself that she totally digs me, and who wouldn’t? Because I’m so hot and would make the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER. 

Now should I tease her or no?

A. Tease her

B. Leave the poor girl alone

I don’t know, maybe she can redeem herself. I’ll continue being the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER for now. I tell her see ya later and leave her to think about what she has done.

 

And this is what I have to deal with. How can those two questions even be asked in the same subject class? I guess I only put up with this because the teacher is hot? SHOW ME PROOF, I don’t see any pikchas to back this up! Unfortunately before I can get an actual glimpse of the “hot teacher” the bell rings just after 30 minutes of class and it says I have no time to make a teacher-student shoujo romance novel right now, which the option by the way would have been AWESOME. 

So now it’s lunch break I guess? I can choose;

A. The cliched shoujo manga rooftop

B. The cafeteria where normal people eat

Although I would like to think of myself as NORMAL, I am a girl playing as a guy on a game trying to be the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER so naturally I choose the rooftop. Naturally.

Hahaha haha…. I must be super hot ;D

I’m liking this alone time thinking about how awesome my wind blown hair looks when I finally figure out there’s someone here with me. I bet they’re taking pikchas with their cellphone. I yell over at them to call them out on the crime. I KNOW MY RIGHTS. When they turn around I find out it’s Chuushi! Hey girl, you can take as many pikchas as you like! I am the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER. She blushes at the realization she’s been found out, the little stalker…. I ask her what she’s doing just to be polite and she says she’s “eating lunch“. Yeah, right. I KNOW YOU LOVE MEH.

A. No sh** Sherlock

B. Ask if you can join

I’m in a good mood despite her lame cover up. Of course she lets my hot butt sit next to her on the ground. Which brings me to this question. How could she have turned around if she was sitting down on the ground? She must be some super pro at criss-cross apple sauce. CONSIDER YOURSELF REDEEMED GIRL, I like someone with mad skills. Plus I get free food. MMMM bento. I decide to stop being a pig and tell her she seems especially happy today.

Uncool girl, you’re supposed to play hard to get. MEN LOVE THE CHASE. 

Congrats. You now seem far less attractive than you already were…. AND NOT BECAUSE YOU’RE MISSING A HAND. We go back to school and I tell her thanks for letting me mooch and she says we should do it again. I personally don’t know, being the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER hasn’t exactly cracked up to what it’s supposed to be with who I’m dealing with. AND THEN SHE LEAVES ME BEFORE I CAN SAY ANYTHING. RUUUUUUDE! 

A few weeks have passed now. I wish my life was a real game that way school could pass like this in the click of a button…. Chuushi hasn’t been around where I could see anyways even though we sit in the same class. (Another contradiction? WHATEVER.) She’s a weirdo, I mean what kind of girl AVOIDS their going to be BEST BOYFRIEND EVER? She better shape up because I need a woman to give all my loving to~~~ 

I yell at her to say either;

A. Why are you avoiding me?

B. Are you avoiding me?

Uhhh…. So the BEST BOYFRIEND EVER would know which of these to say…. I’m gunna go with my gut and use all my shoujo manga reading expertise and choose…. A? HERMAL FLERMAL THIS BETTER NOT MESS UP MY PLANS TO BE THE BEST BOYFRIEND EVER!!! 

And she’s back to being the stuttererererererer. GIRL SPIT THOSE WORDS OUT LIKE YOU WERE THE PRESIDENT OF THE USA. 

I’m pretty sure anyone would space out with all the blah blahs going on here.

 

But not me! And how can I not of seen that coming? SHE’S STRAIGHT FORWARD! I’M HOT ‘N SEXY AND I KNOW IT! I didn’t see those sentences coming from this game. 

What is my answer?

A. Accept her feelings

B. Reject her feelings

BEST BOYFRIEND EVER says accept. I tell her to meet me on the rooftops just like in the mangas in order for her to get a reply. S2 I tell myself that I nailed it and I’m so cool BECAUSE I AM. She goes “….Okay.”

OOOOOO PREEETTTYYYYY~~~~ 

I tell Chuushi that I accept her feels by saying, “I like you.” She’s floored and I’m like,”Yeah. I guess it took time to realize it.” And Chuushi says she thought I hated her somehow? LIKE WHERE’D SHE GET THAT FROM??? All I ever did was say hey cutie, eat her lunch, and ask her why she’s avoiding me…. I must have horrible body language….

WUT NO KISS?!?! I guess this is expected of a short game. T_T GG anyways though! I’m going to play again and be the WORST BOYFRIEND EVER. LOL 

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS – Just thought I’d say.

Here’s the link to the game on DA

http://www.deviantart.com/?q=You+are+a+senpai+sim+date#fire:inter_activate

 

UFC 2009 Undisputed with my Bros.

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UFC, Video Games

My little bros. are ages 9 and 5 so with all the awesome 360 games out there they obviously HAD to get UFC. I’m more of a RPG/Survival/Adventure/Fantasy person myself, but this isn’t about me (lol yes it is), it’s about my two little bros. Richie(9) and Ethan(5). Anyhow, they’re taking turns thinking they’re all cooler than me when they’re not (XD) and the guys on the screen are wrestling or kickboxing or whatever UFC does. Richie’s person was loosing the round and my bros. are freaking out trying to get off the ground, punching “Forest Griphon’s” face. Me, I’m sitting *cough* innocently *cough* on the couch watching this yaoi video game being played because SOMEONE hawked the other TV for gas money MOM. 

This is the funny part because my bros. know NOTHING. 

Ethan says, “They look weird. That guy’s butt is on that guy’s wiener.”

HOLLY COW GOTTA CHANGE SUBJECT GOTTA CHANGE SUBJECT

Richie says, “I know, when they hug it looks like they’re kissing.”

PFFFFFT OH MAI FLIPPIN’ FLOORBOARD OH MAI FLIPPIN’ FLOORBOARD OH MAI FLIPPIN’ FLOORBOARD

Me says,”They’re just wrestling, there’s nothing weird about that.”

Richie & Ethan says, “Yeah.”

And this whole time my mom is zoned out on the laptop RIGHT NEXT TO THEM. Bros. continue playing like normal and I’m just there all straight faced and stuff. A very awkward conversation about certain things is still in the later years of their future and I don’t want to be there for it. Bless my poker face that only works when I’m not playing poker…. or any other card game for that matter.

First post : Blog about a blog :P

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MCL, My Candy Love, prettyideal

So here I am. Staying calm and fangirling when I look up MY Candy Love on google chrome and I see someone’s blog about, it can’t be, My Candy Love. Curiosity hasn’t killed me yet so I click it. BEST DECISION I MADE MY ENTIRE DAY. The lady who writes about her experience with MCL on a boy’s route goes by the name prettyideal on here, and it’s hilarious. I am on some allergy tablets from having an allergic reaction to amoxicillin because I had strep throat a week ago (my mom had forgotten that I was allergic to amoxicillin), and lucky me! The side affect to allergy tablets is EXTREME DEPRESSION. Anyway blah blah poor me blah blah I feel better now! Enough to start my own blog! YAY!!!

Reading away I get through post after post and WHA-BAM! It ends and I have to be patient and wait for her to do the latest episode in MCL. T_T At least the benadryl has worn off by now and I’m totally spazzing out on the inside. I’m stuck on saving money and AP for episode 2 and the 2013 halloween event for MCL. WHATEVER MAN at least I still have my memories ;D I also plan on making new ones anyways over days and days of laboring over logging in and out of MCL for AP and moneys.

More onto the personal side of things behind the “gaming” I also befriended prettyideal, who goes by semma on MCL, and am YES stalking/not her. I’ve read her profile and things she writes here and there about herself and she likes talking to people who friend her. Sadly I have not gotten to that. What do I say? Hey I just started peeping in on you at MCL and wordpress and I like hetalia. I feel like Happosai from Ranma 1/2 LOL. I’ll say hi one of these days when I’m not too lazy to get around to it. It’s different when you’re writing to an actual person than writing to anyone who comes across and reads a little entry. To me it’s like writing to myself but letting other people read what I write to myself. Make sense? No. Yes. Different perspectives are at hand here, the good thing is I’m done writing now.