"An Ocean Between Us" Lyrics

I just wanted to show off a possible design for the wings I wanna get tattooed on my ankles. I'd appreciate critique in addition to what you think'd be a good color scheme. Search frantically through this journal for pics of me, or I can take a snapshot of my ankle.

Big pic is big.

~Lola

"Stigmata Martyr" Lyrics

So guys.

I love my girlfriend.

♥♥♥

~Lola
 

"So Much For The Afterglow" Lyrics

So, from now on, SongMeanings is gonna be the site I use to find the lyrics to the song I'm listening to. Why? 'Cause it's convenient, and Lucinda's cool. Next.

My throat feels a helluva lot better thanks to some antibiotics, Tylenol, orange juice, sherbet, and some other stuff. Good stuff right there. Yeah, as of the last time I checked, there aren't any gross, white, puss-filled bumps on my tonsils. Great visual, no? There's also this Cuban/maybe other cultures too remedy thing called toques. Basically, you take a gauze, wrap it around your finger, stick the gauze-wrapped finger in a mixture of honey and lemon juice, and scrape the shit out of your throat. It works like a charm every time. it's a lot easier to have someone (Like your dear, darling mother) do it for you. Just be sure you don't bite him or her in the process. Yeah. That would be bad.

Anywhosie, my cousins are cool beans. I spent the vast majority of the day with them, doing cool stuff. I'm kinda drawing a blank on what we actually did though, but it was cool. Three out of five came up: the grandma, the mom, Eliana, and her youngest daughter, Angelica, who also goes by "Jelly" for some reason. Yeah. Eliana's cool, if not oozing sarcasm all the time, which makes it hard to take her seriously. (Now I know how people feel around me!) Angelica/Jelly, honestly, is like the little sister I never had. We're so alike, it's sort of concerning. We somehow read each other's minds and it's cool.

Another cool thing happened today. This rainbow chain for my pants that broke? I figured out how to put it on even though I accidentally ripped the ring thing off when i was trying to get it off the little holder thing so that the store people could hang it up. I'm so awesome with descriptions.

With any luck, I'm going to the mall with my beloved on Monday. I'm pretty excited about that. I do have to go shopping for my trip, after all. The only thing is that her friend will definitely be there, and my mom will most likely tag along, meaning that we won't have too much alone time. But of course, that's okay. As long as I'm with her, I'm good.

There are too many tags on the entry.

Hm. That's about it for tonight. I'm peacin'.

~Lola

So I have a God-awful throat infection. Funny, it came on the day my cousins got here. (Yesterday, in case you all didn't get the memo, which'd probably be my fault, but anyway.) I go to the doctor today, and for once, holy shit, I'm so happy.

Last night was awful. I went to bed at eight in the evening, woke up at... well, I don't remember when, maybe eleven forty-five, and then I kinda just stayed up until five fifty to walk the dogs. After that, I crashed for a couple of more hours and woke up again at nine. Excitement, no?

Okay, I'm gonna go see if Mom's finished with her shower so I can take one. My doctor gets to her office at ten, after all.

~Lola

"Opheliac" Lyrics

So the party yesterday, the one my ex-girlfriend was hosting, was pretty sick. I met some new people, chilled with friends I hadn't seen in a while, and overall had fun. I still feel bad that I got there at, like, three though. I got her a cute little bracelet that she simply adored. Anyway, after pizza and cake, we went to a carnival the town was conveniently holding. It was pretty awesome.

Speaking of my ex-girlfriend, she's my girlfriend now. A-yup. See, I don't know if I explained this or not, but that guy I was dating, I feel, was kind of a jerk to me. For example, we barely talk. He usually text messages me early in the morning (Like, two or three) when I'm asleep. When I do answer, odds are he's horny. He never comes to visit me. Ever. I think that's terribly rude seeing that he allegedly knows how to get to the park by my house, and I (Well, my mom and I, since I still can't drive alone) can just pick him up from there. And then, y'know, he has the nerve to text me on Sunday saying he misses me. Jeez. Penises.

But yeah, this girl of mine was actually the one who was obsessed with her ex-boyfriend. Thankfully, she sure as hell is over that. Even after that incident, I've always sort of liked her. I finally told her when I got home from her party, in text form because wow, I didn't realize how much I missed her and how nervous she makes me until I saw her. She told me she always cared about me romantically and that she was waiting for me. I personally thought that was so cute. I'm supposed to help her learn how to play her acoustic guitar now, even though I'm not much of a teacher. I hope to give her at least one "lesson" before I bounce to South Carolina. I'm also gonna beg my mom to let me get to her house alone by taking the back roads, which we conveniently learned how to do when the GPS in her car took us the long way to Route 4, and she made a turn onto the "wrong entrance." I just hope I can remember it... I might have to MapQuest it or something.

By the way, because my cousin's left their home late, they won't be here until tomorrow. Oh well. It's all good.

~Lola

"Born Too Slow" Lyrics

Holy crap, my cousins are coming up tomorrow! I'm so excited!! The mom, the mom's mom, and the younger daughter of the original mom are gonna show, if that made any sense at all.

Also going on tomorrow is my ex-girlfriend's birthday. (Don't worry, she's a cool ex-girlfriend.) It starts at twelve. Because I have therapy, however, I'll be mad late. I might get there at two, with any luck. Jeez, I gotta get her something now or something. Hm. I wonder what?

I gave up on catching that Timid Azelf for now. I tried for a Relaxed Uxie today with no luck. So that was kind of a bummer. Oh well. I'm cool now.

Hm. I think I'll make her something instead of just buying her something. Mom would probably prefer that anyway.

~Lola

 

"After The Last Midtown Show" Lyrics

Hey, guys. Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I was partying on Saturday and Sunday. My friend's birthday was on the fourth, which was awesome. Fireworks for the win.

I'll be heading off to South Carolina in nine days! My cousin is coming up on the eight and spending a week before driving down with me in tow. I think that makes up nine days.... Hah.

That's all for now, actually. Yeah.

~Lola

"Thong Song" Lyrics

So today is dudeness86's birthday. I advise that, if you ever want to see your little pony again, you go show him some love. Say you're a compadre of mine, of course.

To the dude himself, I really hope you don 't get offended that, of all the songs in all the world, this is the one that's stuck in my head right now as I post this. I'm not even listening to it. It's just... there... in my head... like if a fly decided to crawl through my ear canal and buzz around and–I'm going to stop now.

That reminds me. When I came back from walking George at four yesterday, I found a fucking bug in my hair. Like a beetle or some shit. I almost cried. Man, I'm such a girl sometimes.

I've recently gotten into writing stories in the "furry" genre. Or, rather, stories that revolve around animals rather than humans/any other race one would find in an average sci-fi novel. I wrote Coyote Magic and its prequel, Coyote Thunder, which are, obviously, about coyotes. I personally think they're pretty cool. I just posted them to my zebrapen account, which I really apologize for not updating in so long.

That's about it. And remember... your pony's life is on the line.

~Lola

"Boom Boom Pow" Lyrics

Is it just me, or is this song beyond catchy?

Anyway, I recently got tired of trying to catch a Timid Azelf in Pokémon Platinum. According to Smogon.Com, a site that suggests awesome movesets amongst other PokéThings, it's vital that that's the nature for Azelf's "Plot Sweeper" set. (Click here for Azelf's page.) I've seen what an Azelf pumped with the right EVs can do with one Nasty Plot boost... and damn, I sure as hell want that shit on my team.

Man, I don't think I've ever sounded so... geeky. Oh well. I love it.

So I drew Sonic The Hedgehog as a My Little Pony today. I'd have to scan it to show you guys later, or I can just redraw it digitally. It's almost as disturbing as when I drew my male History teacher in the same style. It was cute though... It had the tie, the collared shirt, the stubble, and everything.

With any luck, I get to visit my cousins in South Carolina next week! And, also with any luck, I'll get to stay the entire month of July!! That, I think, would be fucking sick. ... In the good way, of course. I can't wait, but I'm trying not to get overly excited so I don't feel as terrible should the plans fall through. Don't worry, lovely readers, they have a laptop I'm sure I can use to update this little journal of mine.

Hm. That's about it, I suppose.

~Lola
 

"A Ghost's Pumpkin Soup... For 'Pumpkin Hill'" Lyrics

Hah, yeah. Sonic Adventure 2. Good times, lemme tell you.

Anyway, I've been pretty blahish recently. Sad, down, not happy... etcetera. Why? I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I have an idea as to why. But... I'll get into that later.

For now, enjoy this.



~Lola

"Dead And Gone" Lyrics

Holy shit, rap? Yeah, this is one of the songs I secretly like.

Anyway, I figured I'd updated on my Super Smash Bros.: Brawl team in Pokémon Platinum. I've successfully EV trained the male, Naughty-natured Lucario,and I've got his moveset down, too. He's level 59 right now. I'm in the process of EVing a male, Hasty-natured Squirtle, who's currently level 27 and needs to learn Hydro Pump. I just hatched the male, Rash-natured Pichu with Volt Tackle that I need to get Pikachu. (By the way, instead of learning Skull Bash, he's going to learn Slam. Skull Bash is not an accessible move for the Pikachu family to learn in the fourth generation. Go figure.)

Oh, and by the way, I want spiderbites really badly. (They're a type of lip piercing where there are two individual piercings in a close proximity of one another on either the left or right side of the lip.) Too bad Mom won't let me. Sadly, I very well might have to do them myself (Or get a friend to) 'cause my mother strongly dislikes... more like hates... the idea. Not only that, but one piercing alone is about $50, and I'm not gonna spend one hundred smackers on something just to get yelled at by her. I know it's dangerous to do by myself, but wow, I really want them.

Hm. That's about it.

~Lola

Rest in peace, William D. Mays, Jr. First, we lost the King of Pop, now we've lost the Infomercial King.

Is anyone else concerned over the amount of celebrity deaths that have occurred the past week, or is it just me? Michael Jackson and Billy Mays were both only fifty-years-old, might I add.

~Lola

"Poker Face" Lyrics

I've decided I want a Flemish Giant rabbit as a pet in the future. But I'll get to that.

I learned how to use buses to get to the mall today. It wasn't too hard, actually. I just hope I remember how when the need arises. Hahah. Anyway, I chilled with a couple of friends I hadn't seen in a while. I didn't stay long, but it was cool.

The best part was probably when we went into The Pet Company, a pet store, and saw this:



Aww, cuddling!!

Anyway, seeing that made me want a rabbit. I'd probably prefer a big rabbit though, which is why the Flemish Giant breed came to mind. I'd prefer a fawn buck, one that's potty/litter box trained already and that's comfortable being walked with a dog harness. Yeah, they're that big. Of course, if I can't find one, a smaller rabbit would be just fine.

Oh, yeah, and I love Lady GaGa now. Yes, it scares me, too.

~Lola

"Billie Jean" Lyrics

As a friend of mine so elegantly stated, "Pop just lost a star, and the heavens gained one."

Rest in peace, Michael Joseph Jackson. The same goes for you, too, Farrah Fawcett and Edward Leo Peter McMahon.

~Lola

"Hello Tomorrow" Lyrics

So, wow, I'm really excited for tomorrow 'cause one of the chicks that work with my grandparents is going to show me how to use vans to get from my house to the mall (The Garden State Plaza in Paramus, to be exact) and back. That means I'll actually have something do this summer, whoo!!

Well, actually, that's sort of a lie. I have a couple of summer goals....:

ONE! To be able to drive to the GSP and back, by myself.
TWO! To fit into that L-sized Pokémon hoodie I got at Hot Topic yesterday.
THREE! To follow the workout schedule my gym teacher gave me and the rest of the class.
FOUR! To go visit colleges.

I know that the first one is gonna be the most challenging, but I also know that I can do it! Yay for having faith in myself!!

In related news, I've been obsessed with make up lately. (And I actually got liquid eyeliner yesterday.) xsparkage is one of my inspirations. I like the bold, loud look, and her tutorials on YouTube are amazing and informative. I really wanna use Mac and Lime Crime, which is the site where I first found one of her tutorials on, now. I think Lime Crime can only be bought online, but I know I can get Mac from Macey's in the mall. Yay!!

I gotta walk George now, but before that, something I came up with last night. Only one eye 'cause I royally fucked up the other one:



~Lola

"Satellite" Lyrics

So I haven't posted in a while. My bad.

Today, more like just now, I made a cute little list of nine colleges I'd like to visit over the summer/ASAP. And because I'm such a dork, here's the list (Minus the addresses/distances/contact information that I made sure was on my personal copy):

Alfred University
Arcadia University
Bucknell University
Cedar Crest College
Centenary College
Franklin and Marshall College
Marist College
Moravian College
Skidmore College

Alfred may not be an option 'cause it's, like, five hours away in Alfred, NY, but I'm cool and put it on the list anyway. I'd love to at least visit it though. Others that caught my eye are Moravian in Bethlehem, PA and Skidmore in Saratoga Springs, NY. I'll keep the rest on the list though since it's always good to have other options, right? Right.

Sadly, that's all I have to say as of right now.

~Lola
 

Very gurgly indeed.

So, I've decided to be a zombie puppy for Halloween. (A "brain-eating Beagle," to be precise.) I will definitely keep the straitjacket thing in mind should the need arise for either Halloween 2010 or prior to then. I've made a list of all the things I need and will get to work on it as soon as I get my hands on some faux fur and stuff.

So my junior year is almost over. Two more days and I'll officially be a senior in high school. Holy shit. What has the world come to? It feels like yesterday was the first day of my junior year, and look at me now.... I could go on and on, but I'll spare you.

So, I have a funny story now. Today, there was a town summer party thing and a face painting booth. I paid the ten smackers to enter the party and asked the woman at the booth to paint me a black eye, just to see if I could get my mom to believe I got in a fight. When I walked home (The party, conveniently, was located at the schoolyard down the block from me) I staggered and squinted the painted eye. I walked/stumbled up the stairs, holding my gut, and when Mom saw me through the door, she freaked out and ran toward me. When she opened it, she wrinkled her brow and said, "Oh, it's fake." To me, it was fucking hilarious.

After smudging it a little (Both accidentally and on purpose) after the incident, this is what it looks like. It's much more convincing than it was when I originally got it done:



Nice(ish), right? Yep. I love my face in this pic.... Anyway.

Tomorrow's the end of the year picnic, even though we're most likely gonna have it indoors since it's supposed to rain. Fail picnic ftw?

~Lola
 

"Rain " Lyrics

So, after watching some episodes of Threadbanger on YouTube, I've decided to start planning out my Halloween costume early. (Hey, if Lucinda can do it, so can I.) Last year I was a sheep, and because I don't know how to use a sewing machine (Lucinda is going to teach me how to soon though), my mom paid about 80 bucks for someone to make a shitty costume that looked more like a polar bear or something of that nature. I don't want that to happen again, so I'm going to attempt to make my own costume this year. Currently, I have a few thoughts:

An escapee from an asylum (Inspired by this.)
A zombie escapee from an asylum.
A zombie kitty/puppy/bunny. (Not a fursuit-type thing... or a partial, ears and hand and footpaws, at most.)
A Capricorn. (The literal "mer-goat," even though it'd be hard to move around.)
A zebra. (Not a fursuit.)

Those are all the ideas I have for now.... Thoughts? I really love the "zombie animal" concept, especially either the kitty or the puppy.

I just wanted to get these ideas down.

~Lola

"Howling" Lyrics

Before going to walk George, I wanted to post a quick entry.

To start off, mega_drama_king is beautiful. No, really.

Secondly, wow, I'm actually working on my sci-fi/romance novel, the one I left on hiatus for a good seven or eight months, maybe even a year. ... I actually don't remember. Yeah. That long of a time. It's called Solar Flare, and it's about a bounty hunter who falls in love with her bounty. And yeah, they're both girls.

By the way, I plan on making a video of George one day. It'll be shit quality 'cause I'll probably do it on a cell phone, but I still wanna. I started to today, but all the vids came out crappy as hell, so yeah.

I'm off to the bathroom and to take George out now. Latorz.

~Lola

I have some cool stuff to write about...

... but for now, have a survey.

( We'll Make It On Our Own, Breathing Our Own Air )

~Lola