Why hello there Blogger, I forgot about you.

So it's a new year. And I have a boyfriend, yezz the one I mentioned before, and he got me beef jerky, so he's pretty much the best thing ever. Things are going better than ever, some friendships have been repaired, and I feel goooood.
I also scanned my face...? :)

Gonna wash my bones in the Atlantic shore.

So looks like things are looking up for me... and down in other ways. I might have a boyfriend, not sure, but I like him a lot. Also, I had a great time at Winter Ball last night, and the sore hips to prove it. Two thumbs up. On the down side, I have a Chemistry test on Monday that I'm almost positive I'm going to fail. I'm pretty far behind on my homework, too.
Would that be one thumb up and one thumb down?

Blooming up from the ground, three rounds and a sound,

Heyyy, here are some things I drew yesterday, the legs of some girl on the bus and a self portrait.
Mayn today was a weird day. Blurry and surprising and exciting and depressing and stressful and fun. I don't even know what this day was. Was it an okay day? Good? Bad? Don't ask me.

Happy Thanksgiving.

I tried best I could to recreate the image from my dream. Trust me, it was a ton cooler than that and a lot more beautiful, but my abilities are limited with GIMP. XP
My dream took place in my back yard, and I was holding a secret meeting with a few of my friends, can't remember what for. While they argued, I spaced out, and happened to look up at the sky. There were six moons and the brightest stars visible through a hole in the swirling amber and royal blue clouds, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It seemed like there was some reflection thing going on and that the five copies of the moon were just an illusion, and I pointed up and the sky and everyone looked.
Then I commented that I was thankful for beauty and the five working senses that I possessed for savoring it. It was, after all, the morning of Thanksgiving when I had this dream.

Ho, lyk scrap, ah?

I did something stupid! I called a moke (definition here for haoles) girl a bitch, and that's really not something you want to do. It was kind of on accident, because I thought she was talking to me, and I was offended because I didn't do anything to her.
So yeah, I'm smart... and I skipped school on Friday because I didn't want to get beat up. She was calling me out for a scrap while I walked away. Lesson learned: grin and bear it, and don't retort.

In other, happier news where I'm not a total idiot, I enjoy this picture.



Mahina and Grace, taken by Nicole.
Such gorgeous women :).

Jumping for joy.

Picture taken by Nicole at my house. :)

Click here for an amazing song that Nicole and I took a month to find after hearing on the radio. We found out that the reason we couldn't find it online was because it's local! I know, right! Local music is never good.

Comfortably numb.

South Point beach cleanup yesterday was pretty cool.

I'm the one in the hat smiling.
I can smile?
Yeah.