Okay. So on facebook I posted a song, right? Then my neighbor, who I think needs 1000 meds a day, comments and says "I love this song, what's it's name again?" So I tell her, then she feels the need to call me (I never even gave her my #, so I dunno how she found me - maybe she's a stalker. Wouldn't surprise me) and says "Hey! I loooooooooooooooooooove that song! I've heard it a million times! What's it's name again?" I hung up on her. And I sincerely doubt she's ever heard it before, as it was from RENT. Sadly, about 4 of my facebook friends know about RENT, sad, right? Oh well. I guess people are more tone deaf than I thought.
Here, my cousin wrote and published this on facebook. Mostly for you RENT-heads, who actually understand what it means, "Though there really is No Day But Today, we are Out Tonight so come back Another Day. We are at Bohemia, to hear La Vie Boheme and Christmas Bells. Do not expect us back until New Years Day, so Happy New Year in advance, through the Seasons of Love. Or maybe, to Contact us, you should try Santa Fe? Hey, go to jail, and I'll Cover You. But Today is For You, Tomorrow For Me. Maybe you should go Over The Moon, to cyberland. Will I? Oh, of course not, but will you Light My Candle anyway? I'm already there, Without You. Just remember What You Own. Goodbye Love."
Okay, that includes songs both from the movie and from Broadway. I'll seperate 'em for you, the ones you can only see live, and the ones that are also in the movie.
Live performance only songs: Christmas Bells, Happy New Year, Contact, Goodbye Love.
Movie songs, which are also seen live: No Day But Today (after Another Day - it's different that the Finale B. FYI), Out Tonight, Another Day, La Vie Boheme, Seasons of Love, Santa Fe (the movie version of Santa Fe is an epic failure.), I'll Cover You, Today For You, Tomorrow for Me, Over The Moon, Will I, Light My Candle, Without You, What You Own (This is the song a ton of people call "Living in America". No, it's What You Own).
There you have it. Sadly, she couldn't find away to include all of them, like Finale B, Rent, The Tango Maureen, One Song, Glory, You'll See, etc. Either way, I advise those of you who are clueless to check out RENT, and sorry this whole blog was basically about it. But People who state the obvious REALLY need to shut up and stop it. State the obvious near me, and you WILL GET SNAPPED AT. FYI. Right. Talk to y'all later. KK, out.
~KK, Somewhere, USA. Ranting about RENT, the musical, that is.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
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I don't have anything cheerful to say right now. At all. My mem, on my deranged cousin's side as well, is in the hospital, again. And I made the mistake of publishing this on facebook (don't look for me either, it's under my REAL name, not the nickname, plus it's also combined with my step-sis) and people... they told their own stories too. It'd depressing. AND I made the mistake of re-reading a book I read as a kid (it's only 80 something pages), where people die as well. I'm depressed. The book, if you care, is called 'Mick Harte was here'. There. Just keeping you updated, don't know when you'll here from me again... adieu.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
My oh, so weird, cousin has OFFICIALLY, UNDENIABLY, afflicted my brain. xD
Bet you were thinking I was gonna call her an ax murderer or something. xD I love screwing people up. It gives me a warm, happy feeling inside. Unlike when people screw me up, then I just wanna tell 'em to SHUT UP! [Insert picture here. I was gonna post one when... technology screwed me over! Yayyyyyyy!]
I'm feeling BOLD today, so deal with it. Anywayz, anyone besides my deranged cousin notice the new profile pic? Well, my deranged cousin drew it of me about a month ago, and she called it: KK - sailin' Avian Style. So, I found out recently, the reason for the avian is because... drumroll please... she read more books! Surprised? If you knew her you wouldn't be. Well, she got me into these books as well. They're called... drumroll please... Maximum Ride by... James Patterson! I do not own it, but lemme read you the first paragraph of the first book. Here goes...
Congratulations. The fact that you're reading this means you've taken one giant step closer to surviving till your next birthday. Yes, you, standing there leafing through these pages. Do not put this book down. I'm dead serious - you're life could depend on it.
See, interesting, is it not? And if you haven't already read/ heard about it, I'm not telling you, nyah, nyah, nyah. Jeez, isn't that a weird way to spell that word? 'nyah'? But it is indeed how you spell it. See? Our language is ALL messed up.
For instance - the same cousin I mentioned earlier? She has a T-shirt saying the following: I before E except after C. WEIRD. Huh huh huh? Isn't our language ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL messed up? If you don't get what's right infront of you - think of how weird is spelled. There we go, Einstein.
All those Legend of Zelda freaks out there, say 'I'. Me: I.
Am I the only one super-duper psyched for Skyward Sword? I mean - we get to actually freaking SWORD FIGHT. No idea what I'm talking about? Here's a link to someone I like on Youtube talking about it (and critizising Twilight - bonus) : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEFkDVASC-k her name is meekakitty, or Tessa. This is mostly for you Zelda fans out there like me. SUPER EXCITED. Anyway - just outta curiousity, for you Zelda fans, which was your favorite game from Legend of Zelda? Mine's Wind Waker. That's right, I said it! All of you are giving me stunned looks right now, I know it. DO NOT QUESTION THE MIGHTY KK. Wind Waker rocks. So take that and stuff it. Ah, my cousin would like to drop in as well. I'm KK's cousin - my favorite Zelda game is Majora's Mask. 'Cause the music kicks ass, along with the plot. I was soooooo confused to begin with, but then I got it. Any other MM favorites out there? Back to KK.
:-P Wind Waker sooooooooo owns over Majora's Mask. Better graphics, etc. It's like trying to compare The Gamecube to the Wii! Meaning the N64 (which is what MM is on) as the Game Cube, and the Game Cube as the Wii (WW's on Game Cube, which CAN be played on the Wii - but my cuz left now (I'm a slow typer) so she can't argue back)
~KK, Somewhere, USA, READY TO SWORD DUEL!!!!!!!!
I'm feeling BOLD today, so deal with it. Anywayz, anyone besides my deranged cousin notice the new profile pic? Well, my deranged cousin drew it of me about a month ago, and she called it: KK - sailin' Avian Style. So, I found out recently, the reason for the avian is because... drumroll please... she read more books! Surprised? If you knew her you wouldn't be. Well, she got me into these books as well. They're called... drumroll please... Maximum Ride by... James Patterson! I do not own it, but lemme read you the first paragraph of the first book. Here goes...
Congratulations. The fact that you're reading this means you've taken one giant step closer to surviving till your next birthday. Yes, you, standing there leafing through these pages. Do not put this book down. I'm dead serious - you're life could depend on it.
See, interesting, is it not? And if you haven't already read/ heard about it, I'm not telling you, nyah, nyah, nyah. Jeez, isn't that a weird way to spell that word? 'nyah'? But it is indeed how you spell it. See? Our language is ALL messed up.
For instance - the same cousin I mentioned earlier? She has a T-shirt saying the following: I before E except after C. WEIRD. Huh huh huh? Isn't our language ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL messed up? If you don't get what's right infront of you - think of how weird is spelled. There we go, Einstein.
All those Legend of Zelda freaks out there, say 'I'. Me: I.
Am I the only one super-duper psyched for Skyward Sword? I mean - we get to actually freaking SWORD FIGHT. No idea what I'm talking about? Here's a link to someone I like on Youtube talking about it (and critizising Twilight - bonus) : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEFkDVASC-k her name is meekakitty, or Tessa. This is mostly for you Zelda fans out there like me. SUPER EXCITED. Anyway - just outta curiousity, for you Zelda fans, which was your favorite game from Legend of Zelda? Mine's Wind Waker. That's right, I said it! All of you are giving me stunned looks right now, I know it. DO NOT QUESTION THE MIGHTY KK. Wind Waker rocks. So take that and stuff it. Ah, my cousin would like to drop in as well. I'm KK's cousin - my favorite Zelda game is Majora's Mask. 'Cause the music kicks ass, along with the plot. I was soooooo confused to begin with, but then I got it. Any other MM favorites out there? Back to KK.
:-P Wind Waker sooooooooo owns over Majora's Mask. Better graphics, etc. It's like trying to compare The Gamecube to the Wii! Meaning the N64 (which is what MM is on) as the Game Cube, and the Game Cube as the Wii (WW's on Game Cube, which CAN be played on the Wii - but my cuz left now (I'm a slow typer) so she can't argue back)
~KK, Somewhere, USA, READY TO SWORD DUEL!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Hey there!
Welcome To: Blah blah blah. I should hope you'd be able to tell by now.
Hey guys! For whatever reason, for the longest time I was NOT ABLE to get back onto my blog. Now, here I am again! Did you miss me? :-P Anyway, I have a question for y'all, Have you ever played a game called Out-Post? Man, it is DANGEROUS. Want me to explain? Fine, here's the rules (and there is a HECK LOAD of 'em):
#1. The point of Out-post (for some strange reason, I wanna say OFF-post so sorry if I do that, it's OUT-post) is to capture the other team's generals, particularly the 5-star. Or, just capture people in general, but the generals are worth the most points, but the hardest to find. (Now I bet you're confused, right?)
The rankings and point worths are - Infintry member - 1000 3 lives.
Generals 1 -5 star - 10,000, 20,000, 30,000, 40,000, or 50,000 points. 1 life.
Liutenant - 3000 points. 2 lives.
Scout - Nothing. A scout cannot capture anyone, or be captured. The main purpose of a scout is to look for the other team's generals.
#2. You capture a person by pulling their flag, which should be tucked into a pocket or belt or something - it cannot be tied, or else you give twice the amount of points you were worth to the other team. To distinguish between the teams, the flags should be different material or color, and you should have some other distinguisher, such as wrist-bands. You cannot push or shove another person while trying to take their flag. If, by the chance the two of you pull the other's flag at the same flag, you must hand their flag back to them and run in opposite directions.
#3. Upon capturing or being captured, the two of you are done. The person doing the capturing may not pull anyone elses flag, or have their own flag pulled.
#4. You take the person you've captured to the UNPC (United Nation's Peace Centre) where no flags can be pulled. The UNPC is where you go if you're injured, have to use the restroom, or need a drink. Trust me, a ton of people get injured, and the game lasts for several hours, or it should, anyway.
#5. The generals must where hats with 1 - 5 stars on them, to distinguish that they are generals and what rank. But, you capture a general (Who should be hiding still and silently, isn't allergic to bees or anything, and isn't afraid of snakes or bugs. Be careful when choosing generals.) by pulling their flag, not the hat. And if generals are found, they should be ready to bolt in the opposite direction than the person who found them. And, obviously, the higher rank the general, the harder they should be to find. No hiding in trees or in buildings either.
#6. If you go out of boundaries, and someone catches sight of you out of boundaries, they bring you back to the UNPC and their team gets double the amount of points you were worth. So, do NOT hide generals out of boundaries, under ANY circumstances.
That's really it, if you would like to know more, just tell me. But now I have my own story to tell with Out-Post. Okay, this is the scenario, I am at a camp I went to as a younger kid, but I'm a CIT (Counselor In Training). It is decided the whole camp is to play Out-Post, and I've never played it before then. So the four teams we had before got combined for Out-Post, and it was my team (Blue Lightning - we ended up winning at the end of the week, btw) and the Orange Team (Qui Quai) who ended up together, verses Green (Who's name changed every day, I believe they were Sharkbait at this point) and Red (Magma, our enemies.). So here were our rankings:
Infintry: Everyone else, same point value and lives as before. (All the CITs though, had to be Infintry. It made me feel normal - Gah!)
Generals: All five were campers, otherwise the same.
Lietenant: Both were either couselors or Summer Staff (Like the Game Coordinator, or the Craft Leader. The Summer Staff is at the camp ALL SUMMER.)
Scouts: Anyone who lost all of their lives.
Okay. Me and this other kid, a camper, snuck into the purple (we were green team) woods, and were found. Well - he was. I tried to go farther while they tried to capture him, but of course, in front of the pipe I was standing on was this HUUUUUUUUUUUGE patch of poison ivy, which, trust me, WAS NOT there last year. And, of course, I didn't have long socks on, so going through that was not an option. By this time they'd noticed me. I was trapped. What did I do? I snuck forward and burst through a couple bushes... right into a purple teamed camper I hadn't seen. So there goes my first life. Wanna know the worst part? Those bushes? Those bushes were full of briars, so I had briars ALL OVER my hair and clothing. So, my first 1000 points go to the purple team.
Well, later on, I was drinking some water at the UNPC, and some Magma camper comes over to where I was sitting - ON THE STEPS - of the UNPC, and pulls my flag. So I say to her, "Hey, you can't do that, this is a safe zone." I wasn't cocky or anything, even though I was like a head taller than her, and I was a CIT while she was a camper, but I refrained from being mean. But THEN, she said, "Uh, no. I just pulled my sister's flag over here, there is no safe zone, so you need to get over yourself." She sounded southern. And she was a blonde bitch. So I put my hands up in the worldwide "Woah, Nelly" gesture and went up the stairs with her so she could retrieve my second 1000 points. 'I don't need my daily dose of crazy right now,' I was thinking. I mean, us CITs had to make sure all the campers actually SHUT UP and WENT TO SLEEP at night, so I saved my snappish-ness for then, rather than using it on her. But later on, she was bragging to all her Magmite friends, like, "Oh, I have this awesome hiding spot. I got six people there." So I turned around from where I was and said, "Oh, you consider the UNPC a hiding spot to ambush others who are there?" Her eyes widened - she recognized me, "You need to get over yourself." She said to me again. You know what I SHOULD of said? 'You sound like a mindless robot. Always repeating yourself.' but I knew if I insulted a camper too much, she would tell her counselor or CIT and I'd get in mucho trouble. So I rolled my eyes and walked away from her.
My 3rd life was much less of an interesting loss. Long story short, I was cornered between to purples and the boundary. So I was a scout and protected one of the 11 girls that was in my cabin while she went looking for the other team's generals. One of my girls was a 3-star general, and they hid her in a THORN BUSH. She had thorns everywhere, and she got eaten alive, she wasn't found though. In the end, us and Qui Quai, who together formed the Green Team, won. Haha, IN YOUR FACE, MAGMA! :P
Oh! And this one girl had like 50 bee stings in her back, they were actually CLINGING to her with their stingers. Me, The Nature Leader, and another CIT all had to whack 'em off. A LOT of people got stung and hurt, thankfully, all I did was get those freaking briars everywhere. Pulling them out HURT BADLY!!
KK, Somewhere, USA, and who has now returned from the land of no electronics... camp.
Hey guys! For whatever reason, for the longest time I was NOT ABLE to get back onto my blog. Now, here I am again! Did you miss me? :-P Anyway, I have a question for y'all, Have you ever played a game called Out-Post? Man, it is DANGEROUS. Want me to explain? Fine, here's the rules (and there is a HECK LOAD of 'em):
#1. The point of Out-post (for some strange reason, I wanna say OFF-post so sorry if I do that, it's OUT-post) is to capture the other team's generals, particularly the 5-star. Or, just capture people in general, but the generals are worth the most points, but the hardest to find. (Now I bet you're confused, right?)
The rankings and point worths are - Infintry member - 1000 3 lives.
Generals 1 -5 star - 10,000, 20,000, 30,000, 40,000, or 50,000 points. 1 life.
Liutenant - 3000 points. 2 lives.
Scout - Nothing. A scout cannot capture anyone, or be captured. The main purpose of a scout is to look for the other team's generals.
#2. You capture a person by pulling their flag, which should be tucked into a pocket or belt or something - it cannot be tied, or else you give twice the amount of points you were worth to the other team. To distinguish between the teams, the flags should be different material or color, and you should have some other distinguisher, such as wrist-bands. You cannot push or shove another person while trying to take their flag. If, by the chance the two of you pull the other's flag at the same flag, you must hand their flag back to them and run in opposite directions.
#3. Upon capturing or being captured, the two of you are done. The person doing the capturing may not pull anyone elses flag, or have their own flag pulled.
#4. You take the person you've captured to the UNPC (United Nation's Peace Centre) where no flags can be pulled. The UNPC is where you go if you're injured, have to use the restroom, or need a drink. Trust me, a ton of people get injured, and the game lasts for several hours, or it should, anyway.
#5. The generals must where hats with 1 - 5 stars on them, to distinguish that they are generals and what rank. But, you capture a general (Who should be hiding still and silently, isn't allergic to bees or anything, and isn't afraid of snakes or bugs. Be careful when choosing generals.) by pulling their flag, not the hat. And if generals are found, they should be ready to bolt in the opposite direction than the person who found them. And, obviously, the higher rank the general, the harder they should be to find. No hiding in trees or in buildings either.
#6. If you go out of boundaries, and someone catches sight of you out of boundaries, they bring you back to the UNPC and their team gets double the amount of points you were worth. So, do NOT hide generals out of boundaries, under ANY circumstances.
That's really it, if you would like to know more, just tell me. But now I have my own story to tell with Out-Post. Okay, this is the scenario, I am at a camp I went to as a younger kid, but I'm a CIT (Counselor In Training). It is decided the whole camp is to play Out-Post, and I've never played it before then. So the four teams we had before got combined for Out-Post, and it was my team (Blue Lightning - we ended up winning at the end of the week, btw) and the Orange Team (Qui Quai) who ended up together, verses Green (Who's name changed every day, I believe they were Sharkbait at this point) and Red (Magma, our enemies.). So here were our rankings:
Infintry: Everyone else, same point value and lives as before. (All the CITs though, had to be Infintry. It made me feel normal - Gah!)
Generals: All five were campers, otherwise the same.
Lietenant: Both were either couselors or Summer Staff (Like the Game Coordinator, or the Craft Leader. The Summer Staff is at the camp ALL SUMMER.)
Scouts: Anyone who lost all of their lives.
Okay. Me and this other kid, a camper, snuck into the purple (we were green team) woods, and were found. Well - he was. I tried to go farther while they tried to capture him, but of course, in front of the pipe I was standing on was this HUUUUUUUUUUUGE patch of poison ivy, which, trust me, WAS NOT there last year. And, of course, I didn't have long socks on, so going through that was not an option. By this time they'd noticed me. I was trapped. What did I do? I snuck forward and burst through a couple bushes... right into a purple teamed camper I hadn't seen. So there goes my first life. Wanna know the worst part? Those bushes? Those bushes were full of briars, so I had briars ALL OVER my hair and clothing. So, my first 1000 points go to the purple team.
Well, later on, I was drinking some water at the UNPC, and some Magma camper comes over to where I was sitting - ON THE STEPS - of the UNPC, and pulls my flag. So I say to her, "Hey, you can't do that, this is a safe zone." I wasn't cocky or anything, even though I was like a head taller than her, and I was a CIT while she was a camper, but I refrained from being mean. But THEN, she said, "Uh, no. I just pulled my sister's flag over here, there is no safe zone, so you need to get over yourself." She sounded southern. And she was a blonde bitch. So I put my hands up in the worldwide "Woah, Nelly" gesture and went up the stairs with her so she could retrieve my second 1000 points. 'I don't need my daily dose of crazy right now,' I was thinking. I mean, us CITs had to make sure all the campers actually SHUT UP and WENT TO SLEEP at night, so I saved my snappish-ness for then, rather than using it on her. But later on, she was bragging to all her Magmite friends, like, "Oh, I have this awesome hiding spot. I got six people there." So I turned around from where I was and said, "Oh, you consider the UNPC a hiding spot to ambush others who are there?" Her eyes widened - she recognized me, "You need to get over yourself." She said to me again. You know what I SHOULD of said? 'You sound like a mindless robot. Always repeating yourself.' but I knew if I insulted a camper too much, she would tell her counselor or CIT and I'd get in mucho trouble. So I rolled my eyes and walked away from her.
My 3rd life was much less of an interesting loss. Long story short, I was cornered between to purples and the boundary. So I was a scout and protected one of the 11 girls that was in my cabin while she went looking for the other team's generals. One of my girls was a 3-star general, and they hid her in a THORN BUSH. She had thorns everywhere, and she got eaten alive, she wasn't found though. In the end, us and Qui Quai, who together formed the Green Team, won. Haha, IN YOUR FACE, MAGMA! :P
Oh! And this one girl had like 50 bee stings in her back, they were actually CLINGING to her with their stingers. Me, The Nature Leader, and another CIT all had to whack 'em off. A LOT of people got stung and hurt, thankfully, all I did was get those freaking briars everywhere. Pulling them out HURT BADLY!!
KK, Somewhere, USA, and who has now returned from the land of no electronics... camp.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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Welcome to: If you don't know by now, I'm not gonna waste my time saying it.
Time: Why do you CARE what time it is where I live? Look on your own dang clocks!
Today's topic: I SAID in the title (goin' with the flow of the song in my head)
Aaaaaaaah! Going insane! Going against the grain! Going maaaaaaaaaad. (Going with the flow of the song I'm listening to, which actually isn't the one in my head :-/ ) Okay. First order of business: ever have a crush on someone, but they absolutely hate your guts, or (right now anyway) they look right through you? How is one supposed to tell if they really do like that someone if the other acts in this way? Which, leads me to my next question, what exactly is love? Some people might respond: An uncontrollable desire felt by the heart for someone. Others might say: An emotion one feels for someone else. But, emotions and desires both are controllable, are they not? Like, if you feel sadness, which is an EMOTION, by the way, you can get over it and move on. Which leads me back to my next question, what is love? I've been torturing myself with these questions since before school ended. Which, leads me to another question, is it really me torturing myself, or is it him because he's the one who caused them all along? ARGH!!!!!!! Expressing my frustration right now without 'swearing up the wazoo' (to quote my parents) is very nearly impossible. So, I move on.
Anyone ever hear of RENT? If you haven't, SHAME ON YOU! And, despite what some idiots might say, No, it's not just for drunken crack addicts. (It's MUSICAL THEATRE. How many drunken crack addicts do you know of that like MUSICAL THEATRE?) So, if you know someone like that, tell 'em KK said their a dousche-bag. And if you're not a complete and utter idiot, tell me, what's your favorite song, and from which version (OBC, Broadway, or movie)? I hate OBC (Original Broadway Cast). My favorite songs are: Christmas Bells; Broadway cast ('cause IT'S NOT IN THE MOVIE! HOW STUPID ARE THEY?!), Over the Moon; movie (Idina Menzel - KICKASS!), Finale B; movie (LOVE LOVE LOOOVE IT!), and, the traditional, Seasons of Love; Movie. If you have NOOOOOOOOO idea what I'm ranting about, look up RENT. Listen. Watch.
Next, I have my cousin practically screaming at me because I'm blogging (I want to vlog too, but my camera seems to have disappeared, prolly my step-sis) instead of going -ouch, she um... read this- over lines with her. She's in Annie. Whoopee. I mean, yeah, I like acting and such too, but is it REALLY that hard to read over lines yourself? I mean, my sister refuses to read like ANYTHING, so I go over lines by myself. I don't understand why my cousin (she's Pepper, so that's what I'll call her to avoid being yelled at for using her real name) can't do the same. *sigh* Well, off to go be Molly... and Duffy, July, Kate, Annie... I think that's it.... Maybe I can get Ash (not gonna use her real name either) to help -_-
Bye!
~Philosiphical KK, Somewhere, USA
Time: Why do you CARE what time it is where I live? Look on your own dang clocks!
Today's topic: I SAID in the title (goin' with the flow of the song in my head)
Aaaaaaaah! Going insane! Going against the grain! Going maaaaaaaaaad. (Going with the flow of the song I'm listening to, which actually isn't the one in my head :-/ ) Okay. First order of business: ever have a crush on someone, but they absolutely hate your guts, or (right now anyway) they look right through you? How is one supposed to tell if they really do like that someone if the other acts in this way? Which, leads me to my next question, what exactly is love? Some people might respond: An uncontrollable desire felt by the heart for someone. Others might say: An emotion one feels for someone else. But, emotions and desires both are controllable, are they not? Like, if you feel sadness, which is an EMOTION, by the way, you can get over it and move on. Which leads me back to my next question, what is love? I've been torturing myself with these questions since before school ended. Which, leads me to another question, is it really me torturing myself, or is it him because he's the one who caused them all along? ARGH!!!!!!! Expressing my frustration right now without 'swearing up the wazoo' (to quote my parents) is very nearly impossible. So, I move on.
Anyone ever hear of RENT? If you haven't, SHAME ON YOU! And, despite what some idiots might say, No, it's not just for drunken crack addicts. (It's MUSICAL THEATRE. How many drunken crack addicts do you know of that like MUSICAL THEATRE?) So, if you know someone like that, tell 'em KK said their a dousche-bag. And if you're not a complete and utter idiot, tell me, what's your favorite song, and from which version (OBC, Broadway, or movie)? I hate OBC (Original Broadway Cast). My favorite songs are: Christmas Bells; Broadway cast ('cause IT'S NOT IN THE MOVIE! HOW STUPID ARE THEY?!), Over the Moon; movie (Idina Menzel - KICKASS!), Finale B; movie (LOVE LOVE LOOOVE IT!), and, the traditional, Seasons of Love; Movie. If you have NOOOOOOOOO idea what I'm ranting about, look up RENT. Listen. Watch.
Next, I have my cousin practically screaming at me because I'm blogging (I want to vlog too, but my camera seems to have disappeared, prolly my step-sis) instead of going -ouch, she um... read this- over lines with her. She's in Annie. Whoopee. I mean, yeah, I like acting and such too, but is it REALLY that hard to read over lines yourself? I mean, my sister refuses to read like ANYTHING, so I go over lines by myself. I don't understand why my cousin (she's Pepper, so that's what I'll call her to avoid being yelled at for using her real name) can't do the same. *sigh* Well, off to go be Molly... and Duffy, July, Kate, Annie... I think that's it.... Maybe I can get Ash (not gonna use her real name either) to help -_-
Bye!
~Philosiphical KK, Somewhere, USA
Thursday, July 1, 2010
WHY?! WHY ARE YOU CLOSED?!
Welcome to: KK's korner
Time: Already too late
Topic: Random news, NOT having to do with my life.
Okay, so I don't have an exact date on this one because it's been uploaded and reuploaded so many times, but my resources tell me it was during the G20 protests...? Anyone out there clear on what G20 is? Because I certainly don't know. ANYWAY, it's like this complete and utter FREAKOUT. There's this guy, who's favorite shopping center seems to be closed for the occasion. And he absolutely freaks out and screams at the people inside saying things like "WHY?! WHY ARE YOU CLOSED?! WHY DO YOU CLOSE YOUR DOORS TO THE PUBLIC?! WHY?!" So, I've decided to deem him, The Epic Why Guy. Okay. My Point of view: That guys needs some SERIOUS meds. I mean, really? It's a freaking store, what could you POSSIBLY need that bad? Seriously, he needs like an aid with him at all times. I mean, what if somebody accidently shoved him?! :-O Such a felony! Anyway, there's all these people at the outside of the store too, and no one moves to go talk to him. But thankfully, SOMEONE (no idea who) decides to whip out their camera to record the whole thing. And some jerks come to 'help' the Epic Why Guy. Their really making fun of him, but it sure is amusing. When you're driving, have you ever noticed if you run into like a bug or something, it stays on your windshield? So basically their acting like that, pressed up against the storefront windows. After he's done ranting at the front of the store, The Epic Why Guy comes over to where everyone else is and says:
Epic Why Guy: Doesn't anyone else care? It's just a spectacle to you? *Moves closer to our faithful camera man, and shoves face in camera* It's just a spectacle to you? *straightens up and faces camera man* It's just fun-ny? Huahahaha! Let the police cut off my balls.(Me: what the hell? no, I sadly wasn't there, but I said it aloud when watching the video.) I don't mind because it's the cops and their always right! (he was being sarcastic) RIGHT? You wanna go shopping?! You don't give a shit, do you?
Camera Man: Not really.
Epic Why Guy: 'Not really'. Then why don't you go f*ck off with you camera and stop stop (he stutters for a bit) -I'm saying! I'm not giving you permission to film me, Alright?! You don't have PERMISSION.
Camera Man: You're in a public place!
Epic Why Guy: No No! It's closed! *points to building* It's closed!
Camera Man: No. This is actually a privately held uh.. -
Epic Why Guy: Oh REALLY, you're gonna explain it to me?! Then tell me why they're closed.
Camera Man: I dunno. Maybe *says name of mall* doesn't want you in.
Epic Why Guy: *eyes widen* (says name of mall) doesn't want ME in?! That's why they closed the whole place?!
Camera Man: Apparently.
Epic Why Guy: Are you nutsssssss?! Are you crazy? I just walked over here, For Christ's sake.
Camera: Turns off.
Still don't believe me? Watch the video. I'll post a link down below. Now I have a question for you: Would you guys do something as STUPID as this on live camera when you know you're being filmed? Post your response in a comment down below.
Next on the agenda, we have... a man who donated his cell phone to Goodwill. I mean, you'd think that'd be a good thing; donating a useful device to a good cause. Well. Here's the story...
See, this man forgot a couple things when he donated it. He forgot to erase all of his personal memory. Including his photos and videos that he had of himself raping a child. When a customer picked up the cell phone and saw the evidence he called the cops (hopefully not to cut off the Epic Why Guy's balls) right away. And on top of leaving all the pictures and videos, the guy (from Takoma (guessing on spelling here) Washington, USA) also forgot to erase his personal contact information, thus making it really easy to find and arrest him. How STUPID are people these days? First we have The Epic Why Guy, and doing that even though he knew a ton of people were watching him, now we have THIS. I mean, I'm not telling you how to be a good criminal here, but how STUPID can you be?
And that's all the patience.. er, time I have for this segment of... KK's korner!
Link for The Epic Why Guy video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9fbSe9wvN-o
~KK, Somewhere, USA. Not in Takoma, Washington, apparently, 'cause I don't know how to spell it.
Time: Already too late
Topic: Random news, NOT having to do with my life.
Okay, so I don't have an exact date on this one because it's been uploaded and reuploaded so many times, but my resources tell me it was during the G20 protests...? Anyone out there clear on what G20 is? Because I certainly don't know. ANYWAY, it's like this complete and utter FREAKOUT. There's this guy, who's favorite shopping center seems to be closed for the occasion. And he absolutely freaks out and screams at the people inside saying things like "WHY?! WHY ARE YOU CLOSED?! WHY DO YOU CLOSE YOUR DOORS TO THE PUBLIC?! WHY?!" So, I've decided to deem him, The Epic Why Guy. Okay. My Point of view: That guys needs some SERIOUS meds. I mean, really? It's a freaking store, what could you POSSIBLY need that bad? Seriously, he needs like an aid with him at all times. I mean, what if somebody accidently shoved him?! :-O Such a felony! Anyway, there's all these people at the outside of the store too, and no one moves to go talk to him. But thankfully, SOMEONE (no idea who) decides to whip out their camera to record the whole thing. And some jerks come to 'help' the Epic Why Guy. Their really making fun of him, but it sure is amusing. When you're driving, have you ever noticed if you run into like a bug or something, it stays on your windshield? So basically their acting like that, pressed up against the storefront windows. After he's done ranting at the front of the store, The Epic Why Guy comes over to where everyone else is and says:
Epic Why Guy: Doesn't anyone else care? It's just a spectacle to you? *Moves closer to our faithful camera man, and shoves face in camera* It's just a spectacle to you? *straightens up and faces camera man* It's just fun-ny? Huahahaha! Let the police cut off my balls.(Me: what the hell? no, I sadly wasn't there, but I said it aloud when watching the video.) I don't mind because it's the cops and their always right! (he was being sarcastic) RIGHT? You wanna go shopping?! You don't give a shit, do you?
Camera Man: Not really.
Epic Why Guy: 'Not really'. Then why don't you go f*ck off with you camera and stop stop (he stutters for a bit) -I'm saying! I'm not giving you permission to film me, Alright?! You don't have PERMISSION.
Camera Man: You're in a public place!
Epic Why Guy: No No! It's closed! *points to building* It's closed!
Camera Man: No. This is actually a privately held uh.. -
Epic Why Guy: Oh REALLY, you're gonna explain it to me?! Then tell me why they're closed.
Camera Man: I dunno. Maybe *says name of mall* doesn't want you in.
Epic Why Guy: *eyes widen* (says name of mall) doesn't want ME in?! That's why they closed the whole place?!
Camera Man: Apparently.
Epic Why Guy: Are you nutsssssss?! Are you crazy? I just walked over here, For Christ's sake.
Camera: Turns off.
Still don't believe me? Watch the video. I'll post a link down below. Now I have a question for you: Would you guys do something as STUPID as this on live camera when you know you're being filmed? Post your response in a comment down below.
Next on the agenda, we have... a man who donated his cell phone to Goodwill. I mean, you'd think that'd be a good thing; donating a useful device to a good cause. Well. Here's the story...
See, this man forgot a couple things when he donated it. He forgot to erase all of his personal memory. Including his photos and videos that he had of himself raping a child. When a customer picked up the cell phone and saw the evidence he called the cops (hopefully not to cut off the Epic Why Guy's balls) right away. And on top of leaving all the pictures and videos, the guy (from Takoma (guessing on spelling here) Washington, USA) also forgot to erase his personal contact information, thus making it really easy to find and arrest him. How STUPID are people these days? First we have The Epic Why Guy, and doing that even though he knew a ton of people were watching him, now we have THIS. I mean, I'm not telling you how to be a good criminal here, but how STUPID can you be?
And that's all the patience.. er, time I have for this segment of... KK's korner!
Link for The Epic Why Guy video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9fbSe9wvN-o
~KK, Somewhere, USA. Not in Takoma, Washington, apparently, 'cause I don't know how to spell it.
Stupid Google!
Welcome to: KK's blog, KK's korner (of the world).
Time: Already too late.
Topic: Stupid, stupid Google. (And you, if you actually have to read this to see the topic)
Just a quicky, to vent my feelings.
Anyway, Here's the story...
Okay, I decide to make another blog. So, I try and make it. Well, supposedly my Google account needs verification. So I, of course, rush to go check my account. I hadn't even been logged out, it was perfectly fine. Anyone else have sh!t like this happen to them?
(c) KK's korner, 2010
Ask me a question, and I'll give the answer from my point of view!
~KK, Somewhere, USA. Not working with Google on any terms, it seems.
Time: Already too late.
Topic: Stupid, stupid Google. (And you, if you actually have to read this to see the topic)
Just a quicky, to vent my feelings.
Anyway, Here's the story...
Okay, I decide to make another blog. So, I try and make it. Well, supposedly my Google account needs verification. So I, of course, rush to go check my account. I hadn't even been logged out, it was perfectly fine. Anyone else have sh!t like this happen to them?
(c) KK's korner, 2010
Ask me a question, and I'll give the answer from my point of view!
~KK, Somewhere, USA. Not working with Google on any terms, it seems.
The world ain't a plastic bubble, apparently.
Welcome to: KK's korner
Time: Already too late.
Today's topic: Read the title, dumb @$$!
Let's see here... sometimes it's like my friends and I live in a plastic bubble, where nothing can go wrong. Well, apparently, the world isn't a plastic bubble. See, here's the story...
Chapter 1:
Very annoying mother makes me get tested for the gifted class, with a PSYCHIATRIST. You have noooooooooo idea how much I hate those people. So, after a 3 hour test (still not done -_- ) I finish. Soon as I'm off school grounds, I whip out my celly and call Mom. Our conversation is as follows:
Me: Mom, I hate those psycho-analisys people.
Her: I know, but you need to apply yourself to get into a good college.
Me: You realize I have, like, six (Technically less than this, I didn't feel like doing MORE math) years 'till I have to care about that crap, right?
Her: Sure, sure...
Me: (oh shit face) Screw it, I'm going to *Insert name here*'s house. See ya later!
*snap close cell phone*
Chapter 2:
I go to my friend's house, which is within walking distance from the school.
Chapter 3:
After screwing around a while, I decide it's time to go home. So, I point myself in the direction of my house. After walking a quarter of a mile or so, I walk past a house with a window open. An old man laugh seems to come from inside.
The old man: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Walkin' are ya?!
Me: *mutters to self* what the hell?
Old Man: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Me: *hears clunky steps coming down stairs, then starts running*
Chapter 4:
Now I'm about a quarter of a mile from my house, so I'd walked over half a mile from the creepy man's house. So I'd noticed a motor about a block back, and it was still there. As an expirement, I took a turn down a random alley, even though it would be an around-the-bout way to my house. Motor; still following me. So as another expirement I took a turn back towards the main road. (this is all during the dead of daytime, by the way. The sun was high in the sky.) Motor; still behind me. In an impulse, I pretended to trip, so I could turn around without making things really obvious. In the car was a guy of about maybe (I'm horrible at guessing ages, trust me) 35 (?) and what looked like a mop beside him. At closer inspection, I realized the 'mop' was a wig, on a living person. It looked like a girl, so I assume it was his girlfriend trying to make her hair look blonde. *shrug* Whatever. So, on another impulse, I ran down an alley, made a sharp turn in the direction of home, and cut across a couple of yards. Thank God no one was in them. Well, the car blew it's horn a couple times, but I was long gone, cutting through random yards and alleys when I thought was necessary. So here I am, in one piece, and not raped. So... today's a plus, yes?
(c) KK's korner, 2010.
Ask me a question, and I'll give my point of view! Keep tuned, korner followers!
~KK (otherwise known as Fang), Somewhere, USA. NOT in a perfect, plastic bubble, it appears!
Time: Already too late.
Today's topic: Read the title, dumb @$$!
Let's see here... sometimes it's like my friends and I live in a plastic bubble, where nothing can go wrong. Well, apparently, the world isn't a plastic bubble. See, here's the story...
Chapter 1:
Very annoying mother makes me get tested for the gifted class, with a PSYCHIATRIST. You have noooooooooo idea how much I hate those people. So, after a 3 hour test (still not done -_- ) I finish. Soon as I'm off school grounds, I whip out my celly and call Mom. Our conversation is as follows:
Me: Mom, I hate those psycho-analisys people.
Her: I know, but you need to apply yourself to get into a good college.
Me: You realize I have, like, six (Technically less than this, I didn't feel like doing MORE math) years 'till I have to care about that crap, right?
Her: Sure, sure...
Me: (oh shit face) Screw it, I'm going to *Insert name here*'s house. See ya later!
*snap close cell phone*
Chapter 2:
I go to my friend's house, which is within walking distance from the school.
Chapter 3:
After screwing around a while, I decide it's time to go home. So, I point myself in the direction of my house. After walking a quarter of a mile or so, I walk past a house with a window open. An old man laugh seems to come from inside.
The old man: HAHAHAHAHAHA! Walkin' are ya?!
Me: *mutters to self* what the hell?
Old Man: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Me: *hears clunky steps coming down stairs, then starts running*
Chapter 4:
Now I'm about a quarter of a mile from my house, so I'd walked over half a mile from the creepy man's house. So I'd noticed a motor about a block back, and it was still there. As an expirement, I took a turn down a random alley, even though it would be an around-the-bout way to my house. Motor; still following me. So as another expirement I took a turn back towards the main road. (this is all during the dead of daytime, by the way. The sun was high in the sky.) Motor; still behind me. In an impulse, I pretended to trip, so I could turn around without making things really obvious. In the car was a guy of about maybe (I'm horrible at guessing ages, trust me) 35 (?) and what looked like a mop beside him. At closer inspection, I realized the 'mop' was a wig, on a living person. It looked like a girl, so I assume it was his girlfriend trying to make her hair look blonde. *shrug* Whatever. So, on another impulse, I ran down an alley, made a sharp turn in the direction of home, and cut across a couple of yards. Thank God no one was in them. Well, the car blew it's horn a couple times, but I was long gone, cutting through random yards and alleys when I thought was necessary. So here I am, in one piece, and not raped. So... today's a plus, yes?
(c) KK's korner, 2010.
Ask me a question, and I'll give my point of view! Keep tuned, korner followers!
~KK (otherwise known as Fang), Somewhere, USA. NOT in a perfect, plastic bubble, it appears!
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