Well, Hello There, Little Children..

The title is irrelevant. Do not judge it.

Oh, how I have missed posting on this wondrous blog...I know it isn't popular. Nor is it often read. But I enjoy writing it nonetheless. Gives me a chance to rant and rave over whatever may come to mind.

To start...I'll just complain about the fact that I'm having a hard time coming up with something to say. That always seems to spark some kind of idea. As a matter of fact, it has. And I'm considering talking about it. Nevermind. As I was typing the sentence before the previous sentence, I decided what I was thinking of was, in fact, not funny enough....

Now for an installment of "TIL" ("Today I Learned" for those of you who don't follow all the text mumbo jumbo...)

TIL: Mom thinks I'm stupid no matter what I say. Although....I believe it's just retaliation....for I think the same thing of her.

TIL: ....decor buying gay men are adorable and quite entertaining.

TIL: Even cats will look at you funny when you're running around in the middle of the night dressed in gladiators, soffe shorts, and a "Let's Get Physical" t-shirt while also shaking a bag of treats yelling "KITTYKITTYKITTYKITTY"

TIL: Every time I see "Sun-Drop" soda, the song "Drop It Like It's Hot" instantly comes to mind.

TIL: That I WILL get trolled if I make inappropriate jokes concerning "large nerdy guy egos" on Reddit. I should've just stayed a lurker.

And it is 4:00 a.m.....and Jacque Sue's cat is staring at me....and thus concludes my blog post of the night....//day.... :D

I.A.O.

:)

~MaRiSsA~

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Opening Number ~!

Good Morning USA!! I got a feeling that it's gonna be a wonderful day!
The sun in the sky,
has a smile on his face,
and it's shining a salute to the American race!!!
Oh boy, it's swell to say "Good Morning USA."

It's 5:44 in the afternoon....That's the kinda mornin i'm talkin about people! ;)

First things first... Just went through my first break up! Was it bad? Nah. Do I feel like a dick? YOU KNOW IT. So I think I'll just eat some cookies and get over it.

...Did that sound insensitive? Just a little? Damn, I'll have to work on that more. ;)

well, i'm not sure what to talk about...so i'll ramble a bit!

Lately, i've decided to begin writing intelligent fanfiction!... ya know? When random fans of certain things write short stories involving the characters of the thingy? Yep. It's awesome.

Dear random Angel-Soft TP theme song,
I'd like for you to stop being so annoying.
Why can't i stop THINKING ABOUT YOU?
All you do is clean up crap and sit around...its HORRIBLE!
It's like you don't care!!
Signed- The person who hates infomercials

Anybody else hate infomercials? yeh. they suck.

Am I crazy? I think I am...Just a little bit... If you don't think so, then you don't really know me. :p

...i'm dissapointed in myself. I'm having trouble thinking of something funneh to say. damn it. damn it all to hell.

WELL GOOD DAY TO YOU!! GOOD SIR! .... anyway, i'll leave who-ever-may-be-reading-this a few tips...

1. Brush your teeth everyday.
2. If you don't brush your teeth, then eat lots of candy. If you're not gonna put in the effort for keeping your teeth healthy, you might as well enjoy screwin' 'em up now.
3. Pet an animal at least once a day. It's proven to help a grumpy-lumpy-mood.
4. These tips sound really cliche and i'm killing myself over them right now...
5.Don't ready anymore! Run while you still have the chance!
6. Yeah...I suck...

-MaRiSsA
(MARISSA! WOOO!)

Make-Up Post ;)

Well, I felt slightly bad for not posting any music in my last post...so here we are! :)

This song is pretty interesting. It doesn't start strong but it builds magnificently. It's White Lights by Oh Land, but it's a Twin Shadows remix. ( The remixes always sound better...)



And here we have a very interesting remix from Breakbot... All the Breakbot remixes end up O-MAZING. :)



And this one just kind of mellows it out. ;) I normally don't enjoy Diplo's remix's...but I really enjoy this one



Well, with that I almost am tempted to bid you farewell.... But what fun would that be? I love to find out that I make people laugh. :) I know I'm a little weird and a quite dorky... but sometimes it makes people smile...and that's all that matters to me. I love to know that I've made someone just a little bit happier... to know that I've helped others just kind of...i don't know... It makes me feel like I'm worth something..

Facebook-Flashback:
HEY! FREAKY FRENCH GUY WHO APPARENTLY DOESN'T KNOW ENGLISH! STOP MESSAGING ME!
This Public Service Announcement was sponsored by Stranger-Danger-Awareness united. Remember kids, don't talk to French men you don't know... Even if they ARE hot.

Hailey: Would yuh like a side of epic with that fail?
Me:Yes! Most definately! :D Also, My glass is half empty. Any way to fix that, Smart-Ass??

...I love my comebacks! I have one for every occasion!

---My Bro's status says: OK i just readeamed my self i did a full slide down the handy cap ramp out back of the tarpon ice house and dident bust my ass lol
-So i said to him: "hahaha, i like ur status about the handy-cap ramp"
---He responded: "yea the retard ramp is fun to play on when its icy"

.....except for that. That one was just a bit surprising.

I now quote my friend Petra....

"...I'm counting my blessings...And subtracting yours..."

Is currently working on a giant scratch-art portrait of Dwight Yoakam for Stacey at Country Junction. :) If the scratch-art thing doesn't work, then I'll just sketch it out... but i'm hoping it works, cuz it'll look a heck of a lot cooler, lol. :)


Just an update, but i got damn "Set Design / Lighting / Music" as my "part" in the One-Act play. this is CRAP. but oh well, I'll stay positive...and give them the best damn set they've EVER seen. ;)

"Its not the size of dog in the fight, but the fight in the dog. Let surprise take a slog and if you get a knife from behind...." <---lyrics to a song. :D

Yeh, i'm sick as a dog. ugh. -.- Well, I'm Off! (Too see the Wizard! The wonderful Wizard Of Oz!)

Marissa Is Out! (I'munna start saying MIO....it's shorter)

~*MaRiSsA*~

What I'm REALLY Thinking...

Sorry I haven't posted in a while! My retarded-ass internet has been acting up because my fatherly-figure changed his credit card and they couldn't withdraw tha cashio they needed. (ppsshh) But i found aloophole and i've decided to write while I have the time. YAY! I think this time, i'm going to have another one of my random moments....
I call this section...the... "What I'm REALLY thinking...."

Mom: "You don't post sultry pictures on the internet...do you? Can I trust you?"
Me: "Of course i don't! That's stupid and immature!"
What I'm REALLY thinking: "Okay...think about it... I'm not the most model-esque person out there... I'm pretty sure the only type of person that would actually want to see my white ass would be a 68-year-old nymphomaniac. Therefore, i see no point in posting those type of pictures anywhere on the internet."

random thought: psshh. being a teenager sucks ass. people say its the hormones that make people get depressed...but i honestly think its the situations people get into. I mean, you see bitch-ass chicks walking around like they own the world and they have no problems... Where are their hormones, eh?

Random person: "You okay? You seem sad...?"
Me: "Oh, i'm great. *smile* "
What I'm REALLY thinking: "I NEED MEDS. I'm sad, upset, and i really need a hug. Why do you THINK i feel sad, dumbass?! And what business do you have asking me if i feel bad?...like i would really tell a complete stranger all my problems...ppsshh..."

Person I know: "You okay? You see sad...?"
Me: "Oh, I'm great. *smile*"
What I'm REALLY thinking: "Ask again... then I'll know you're not just asking to be courteous... Then I may just tell you. Go ahead. Ask.... And if you respond wrong?...Well... You better hope I don't know where you live..."

Stalker: You're beautiful. I love you. You really need to say yes and go out with me.
Me: "I'm sorry... I'm waiting to date... And honestly, I think we're better off as friends..."
What I'm REALLY thinking: "OH HELL NO. Okay, for one... don't call me beautiful... my name is MARISSA. not beautiful.... Two.... You DON'T love me like that...You THINK you do...but you don't. :) ...and ya know... If I've said no...17 times....i think it may just mean no..."

My friend: "Theres a stranger in your house. WHAT. DO. YOU. DO.?"
Me: uuhh...uhh...uhh.... PANCAKE PROCEDURE!!
random person: "WTF are you guys talking about?"
Me: You don't even WANT TO KNOW what the pancake procedure is.....
What It REALLY means: The pancake procedure is a method for when an unknown being enters your house/home/place-that-you-live-in.... You hide in a dark corner..get in the fetal position...and rock back and forth... on every rock forward...say "pancakes" or the name of another delicious bread-like breakfast food (I.E.: Waffles, Brioche, or French Toast) and on ever rock backwards... scream loudly.... The burglar/being will most likely think they've broken into a totally screwed-up person's house...and they will leave.

And that, my readers, concludes my moment of "What I'm REALLY thinking"

Part of my will written to my friend Leia when I was completely drugged up on strong allergy medication: "...And send a letter to Bob Kringle Schwartzneeggeragratiz. Tell him 'The Bird has the Hamster in a headlock. Bring the celergy.' He'll know what it means."

What I sent to EVERYBODY in my phone while on my perscription-high:
"The names Bond.... James Bond.... HOO-HAA!"

What I sent to my friends Emily, Erik, and Leia...
"I was cold... So I turned on my heater... But then I got hot... So I turned it off and told it 'I'm sorry...for using you...' I then petted it and burnt my hand."

What. A. Night. Yep, that night was a night. A night that had a "What A" in front of it. THAT'S when you know it was really a night.

Don't drink and drive... Smoke and fly! ;)

I was watching that movie...ya know...the one with the guy... the guy who has the face and the eyes.... I'm pretty sure he had a nose too... yup, he definitely had a nose. It was a good movie. You should watch it..... So... Yeah. I hope that helped.

Yeehhhp. I"m tired now... so... Goodnight. ;) (and sorry about no song posts...but I haven't found anything particularly inspiring lately, so you can see my dilemma)

Marissa Is Out~!

~*MaRiSsA*~

A Day In The Life Of... Nah, Just Kidding. Just Some More Random Shiz.

Well, my day has been considerably...well, I can't say nice... but i also cannot say it was horrid either...

I tried for the part of the Wicked Witch of the West for our school's Wizard Of Oz play... unfortunately, due to my horrid sinuses.... My "Witchy" voice was lacking...and I was unable to wow the judges with my witchy laugh... Damn you Allergies, Damn you.

Here we have a pretty interesting music video. WHOO! :) The ending is wonderful.... "Got you a beer...?" "heh, thanks."



Life is so difficult that I absolutely must appreciate it. I feel like I deal with my emotions differently than others... I merely think "OH well, I'll get over it..." and most of the time...I simply get over it just then.

I'd like to point out that there is a line between love and obsession... A big fat black line.... Ya know what, let's make that line Neon Yellow and put a big sign next to it that says "BIG FAT NEON YELLOW LINE!"... And while we're at it, make a little guy painted neon orange jump up and down in front of it yelling "HEY LOOK!! THERES THE BIG FAT NEON YELLOW LINE!"

If you love someone... Well, then you'd do anything for them. You'd push them out from in front of a bus.... you'd catch them when they fall.. you'd let them cry on your shoulder, comfort them... get them lame cards just because you'd know they'd laugh... blame the dog when you farted, knowing perfectly well that your partner knows you did it... Not being afraid to spend the rest of your life with someone... Love is a lot of things... It's something you simply know is real when you experience it. You don't NEED it, but you know that when it's there, you'll always feel safe.

Obsession... Well... That's continually following someone around... trying to make them fall for you when, let's face it, you're totally never going to get them... Obsession is calling it love when it's not.... when you've never had a real conversation face to face with someone yet insist on telling them you're right for each other... Obsession is when you don't care how many times they've said no... You keep trying anyway... Obsession can also be described as being desperate... Or just being a player that doesn't want the answer "No"...

Obsession = Bad

Now, spread that simple face. Obsession = Bad. kay? :D (Maybe it'll get around to who it should get around to, eh?)

Please, know the difference. Know. The. Difference.

Now, to slightly change the subject.
I'm a moderately nice person. I love making others laugh and i love to see their smiles... I try to be funny. I smile. And I honestly don't care what others say about you, I WILL be nice unless you give me a reason not to. Even if, by chance, you give me a reason to, I will try my absolute hardest to be decent... Apparently, some people don't get when they've gone too far... Yet... I'm still nice... -.-

SO, has anybody been through High School Algebra?? Ehh?? I started Algebra 1 this year because i'm in the advanced classes...IT. IS. HELL. Let me tell you this... notes. are. you. LIFE! Do not let one example go un-copied... do not let one lecture go un-recorded/written-down... and if the teacher offers morning/afternoon tutoring?? GO!! GO,GO,GO!! You'll need all the help you can get...-ssiigghh-

We were required to pick interesting fields of work and create a power-point on microstoft in my career investigations class... It's turning out pretty well for me so far... I did mine on Social Work... So, I'll be helping people in the future if all goes well. :)

What is wrong with my cat?? He's been spazzy lately... SUPER SPAZZY. Running around the house making "wwhhrrr" noises with his tail straight in the air... if i yell "KITTAY!!" he just stops and looks at me with big eyes as if saying "What? You never do this?" Oh, i just don't understand this guy. He's cwazy.

The other day I was discussing Llama Lovers with my best friend Emily... Here's my most memorable line from our conversation...
"I hate the name Burt though... I can imagine whispering the name "Billy" into my Llama lover's ear... but Burt? No. Way."

And here is where Erik and I talking are about my problem...concerning the defilement of action figures...

Erik: " G.I.Joe's are Bad-Ass. "
Me: Even when they're in a pink speedo, a sparkly yellow tube top, and a fuzzy blue jacket accessorized by a petunia purple purse?...
Erik: " :o what have you done "

Facebook-Flashback:
-sigh- sometimes I want to say something to someone...but the something that I have to say never seems to have some time that is appropriate. Oh, how many some's can I put into a message about someone? ;)

What should your hair color be?
Marissa got Red or Pink.

YYEESSSHHH!! I've ALWAYS wanted pink hair. Totally. (WHAT?!)

(Discussion after getting into the Locker room by pulling the door open with our fingers)
Leia: The Coaches are gonna be like, "How the heck did you guys get in here?!"
Me: "Muh-muh-muh-magic magic maaagic~!"
(Watch this and you'll know why it was so funny... I sang it like this song and It was GREAT!)



Here is Emily and I... We get crazy with Webcams... ;)



Well, I've just noticed that this post has gotten considerably longer than I had originally exprected... So I'll end your suffering here. Until Next Time, I'll leave you with a few tips.

1. Don't Talk To Strangers.
2. Look Both Ways Before Crossing The Street.
3. Relating To Number 1, Don't Take "Candy" From Strangers.
4. If a Llama Tries To Get You To Follow Him, Run Away Quickly.
5. Don't Pet Wild Animals. Especially Tigers. Especially Tigers.
6. Eat Your Vegetables.
7. And Last Of All, Be Sure To Laugh A Lot. (Preferably While Reading My Blog?)

Later My People~!
~*MaRiSsA*~
(Marissa)

What. A. Day.

Hello my compadres~! It's around nine-thirty pissy-mouse down here... (pissy mouse = p.m. incase you didn't make the connection...) And my mother is asleep on the couch behind me....Now to annoy her with music and really quick typing! Whoop! Type my Keyboard-Ninjas! Type!

"Keyboard-Ninja" is the uncommonly term used for fingers that move amazingly fast across the keyboard when typing.

Here's an interesting song.... interesting enough in the least. I've never heard of the band before today, but they are quite amazing. The inclusion of the violin/cello/stringy-instrument-that's-not-a-geetar was what finished off the song for me. The male singer's vocals are softer too, which is something that not many male singers go for these days. This is a live performance and the quality is pretty great. This is the real shiz, completely not the tampered with studio shiz we're normally forced to listen to.



This one is a Modest Mouse classic, haha. The beat is pretty great and i guess the vid along with it kinda fits, lol. Enjoy this one as well~!



Now...for my little "rant" of the day...
We (by we, i refert to some peers of mine and myself) were sitting in our Catholic Church Education class... CCE, if you will, ...... And the topics of Abortion and Assisted Suicide came into the conversations.

We'll start with the Abortion. Of course, when the teacher asked for opinions... Everybody basically said "NO!! ABORTION IS WRONG! AND BAD! BLAH-BLAH-BLAH!" I slowly lowered my hand so as not to get called on and fumed on the inside. Again, the teacher further questioned the class. "What if a woman was raped? Would she still have the right to get an abortion so as not to have her rapist's baby?" Guess what my close-minded and ignorant peers answered? "NO!! ABORTION IS WRONG! AND BAD! BLAH-BLAH-BLAH!"

It sounded like a friggin three year old giving a reason why they're right about something. "YEAH! I'M RIGHT! I'MRIGHTI'MRIGHTI'MRIGHT! YOU'RE WRONG! DONE!" How are they backing their opinions? Don't our righteous catholic teachers owe us an explanation as to why we damn all those that don't agree? Why is abortion so wrong?
If a woman is pregnant, it should be between herself and the father as to coming up with a decision on abortion. NOT the catholic community. You do not know the situation the mother may or may not be in. If a woman was poor, homeless, a drug-addict, or anything else that could be harmful to a child's life... Would you still want a child born into that environment? Do you honestly think that child will lead a happy and God-Oriented life? Wouldn't abortion just prevent this child from going through the all the "Evil's" in this world? How exactly is it a horrible thing to get an abortion?

I heard the excuse, "She could put it up for adoption."
To that, i quickly replied with a rant on the problems that MANY adopted or foster children face in their lives. A large amount of children in foster homes are abused, neglected, put-down, and deprived of things they need. Many think their original parents didn't love them, or didn't care for them. It's like a whole sea of negative thoughts. Needless to say, the kid that i exploded on didn't say another word on the subject.

I'm not saying that i'm all for abortion. I'm not saying it's always the right choice. But i AM saying that it is none of your damn business whether a mother and father can decide what the best option is. Ya get that? None. Of. Your. Damn. Business.

The next subject I didn't have much to rant about, but some of the answers did indeed piss me off. The teacher asked us if the elderly, terminally ill, or severely depressed could decide to have assisted suicide. For example, an elderly and suffering woman with not much of a family deciding she no longer wishes to live and asking for a doctor to euthanize her. Of course, the majority of the class said "NO! IT'S WRONG! IT'S KILLING SOMEONE!" A select few were silent or staring at their crotches. I assumed a few of them probably took my stand point and the other select crotch-watchers were simply texting "secretly". I myself found it acceptable and perfectly reasonable. Yes, it is slightly sad if somebody you love wants to die... But why should be condemn them for wanting to move on quicker than the rest of us? Why should we say no to the dying's wishes, whether dying on the inside or outside, when we know the reaper comes for us all eventually? She continued to say these things were wrong and horrible. I sat there quietly in all my pissed but respectful glory. Damnit.

Off to another topic! We (referring to peers and myself) were researching information for speeches we are giving in our Language Arts class. I got quite bored after finding all my sources and proceeded to browse through the Pro-Con topics the site had listed. I was scrolling and one had the title "Same-Sex Marriage." At the moment I'm passing over that particular passage..i hear "EEWW" over my shoulder. I turn quickly to see a skinny blonde kid looking over my shoulder in disgust. I asked him what he was talking about immediately and he pointed feverently at the bolded headline on the article i was reading about Same-Sex marriage. I stared at him awkwardly, being what i considered polite by holding back the curt response I'd almost blurted. He grimaced and said, "Don't you think that's just gross? Like, gays and stuff? That's nasty and weird." Guess what I said? (this is where i smile politely and talk in a sickly sweet voice) I told the little shit off. Nicely ranting about how we all have the right to love in any way we see fit. I then proceeded to ask him his reasoning behind his opinion. I know i must've had my "pissed-face" (the angry but calm face i somehow inherited from my mom.... I'm a master at the pissed-face these days...) because he stared awkwardly and mumbled something that sounded like "Just Kidding." I proceeded to calmly point out that I had a response for everything and that he best keep his pie-hole closed.

Now that I've ranted and told you about my slightly-frustrating-but-humorous-now-that-i-think-about-it Day, i'll close with a quote i got from a friend who got it from a friend of a friend's brother i believe...

"God Is A Black Lesbian And She Is Very Upset With You..."

I wonder if God really does wear plaid and have tittays...

Sayonara mah peoplez! Tune in...whenever i feel like writing some more! ;)
~*MaRiSsA*~

My Interpretations:

"You're up a shit creek without a paddle!"
1. Why would I be in this so-called "Shit Creek" to start with? The name doesn't sound very appealing at all.
2. Could you explain how or why I ended up losing/misplacing my paddle? Did I originally go up Shit Creek without a paddle?? If so, why would I neglect to bring the paddle? I assume a paddle is a tool for successful boating, am I right?
3. If I am "up" this Shit Creek, then I should really have no reason to worry. If I go downstream I should be able to nudge myself over to the shore or something before I get to any rapids and so-on. I'm also a perfectly capable swimmer.
I'd like further comments like this to be more descriptive. Here's how I think it should go.
" You have weights tied to your feet in the middle of a hundred foot deep, freshwater lake and there are piranhas swimming around you hungrily." That expresses the severity of the situation and gets the point across than the improbable floating in a shit-creek.

"It came straight from the Horses's mouth."
1. Other than Mr. Ed himself, I don't believe much could be said from a horse other than "Neigh" "Neighhh" or "Neeeeiiiiiggghhhh". Possibly even a grunting noise. So unless you're talking about neighing or grunting noises.
2. You can't possibly be talking about vomit or spit. No horses are able to vomit because they lack certain muscles to do-so, so you're not talking about vomit. As far as spit goes, most horses don't have a saliva problem except for the extremely old ones.
Why use this expression when you can say that you just heard it from the person? It doesn't make sense.

I've interpreted all of my mother's yells... would you like to hear the variations??

(angry) "MAH-RIH-SAAHH!" - Time for you clean the cat litter!
(sweet) "RIH-SAAH~!"- my signal to yell "OH GOD! I'VE GOTTA RUN! THIS IS BAD!!"
(sweet accompanied by a giggle) "Rih-saahh, he-he~!" - I want a hug~!
(short and curt)"RISSA!" - time to take your meds~!
(short, fast and angry) MARISSAAAAA!!! - The cat barfed. Time for you to clean it up.
(almost scared sounding) MARISSA!?! - wtf, where'd you go? I was gonna tell you to do something!

then there's the whispery one that is barely used that means i'm going to die and the zombie apocolypse will come and then eat my rotting flesh after i die and then the world will come to an end cuz the zombies will eat everybody then eat eachother and then try to eat plants but eat a sour persimmon and die...again.

And that was an extremely long and annoying run-on sentence~! I hope you enjoyed it!

Want to see something very pretty and awe-inspiring?? Check this out. I was like WHOA! when i watched it the first time.



Well, it's getting late and I have to go take a shower... Then I believe I'll head over to my room for a three-some involving Mr. Pillow, Mr. Blankey, and myself. ;)