Faith, Actually

I was Carmen Sandiego on Thursday, but didn't get any pictures of me in costume.



On Saturday I was awesome:

MAH ICONS.

default	oldest	newest
saddest	happiest	angriest
cutest	sexiest	funniest
fave ship	fave fandom	fave animated
best quote	best textless	best stolen idea
use the most	favorite

HOW MANY ICONS DO YOU HAVE: 116

OUT OF HOW MANY AVAILABLE ICONS SPACES: 128

IF YOU COULD BUY SPACE FOR MORE, WOULD YOU: I already did.

DO YOUR ICONS MAKE A STATEMENT: Heck yeah.

WHAT FANDOM DO YOU HAVE THE MOST ICONS OF: Harry Potter, yo.

AND THE SECOND MOST: I think Battle Royale.

WHAT SHIP DO YOU HAVE THE MOST ICONS OF: LOL but srsly folks, none of my icons have my fave ship (Draco/Hermione)

ARE YOUR ICONS MADE MOSTLY BY OTHER PEOPLE: Definitely.

DO YOU MAKE ICONS: Sometimes.

ARE THEY ANY GOOD: Sometimes.

ANIMATED ICONS ARE: Fun! But they have to be smooth, otherwise

DO THE MEME.
Coding can be found here

Someday, after my internal fanficcing is done, I will become a famous writer and Hiromu Arakawa will draw the Japanese version of my book cover.

Just like Sarah Rees Brennan. Lookie here.

"Her Morning Elegance" - Oren Lavie

Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case
Soon she’s down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And she fights for her life
as she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain as it pours
And she fights for her life
as she goes in a store with a thought she has caught by a thread
she pays for the bread
and she goes…

Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And she fights for her life
as she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain as it pours
And she fights for her life
as she goes in a store with a thought she has caught by a thread
she pays for the bread
and she goes…

Nobody knows

And she fights for her life
as she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain as it pours
And she fights for her life
as she goes in a store
where the people are pleasantly strange
and counting the change
as she goes…

Nobody knows

Birthday fun times! I want my free Grand Slam but no one wants to go with me in the morning and I have class from 9 to 1:15. Boo.

I want to get sushi for dinner but everyone was like, "oh no, I have no money, $10.95 is too much for a dragon roll, blah." So I found a place that has them for $6.25 that we can try tonight. They will probably get mercury poisoning from poor quality fish, hahaha! But really, that's not nice.

Tony Blair is visiting an Edinburgh hospital. He enters a ward full of patients with no obvious sign of injury or illness and greets one.

The patient replies:
"Fair fa your honest sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the puddin race,
Aboon them a you take your place,
Painch, tripe or thairm,
As langs my airm."

Blair is confused, so he just grins and moves on to the next patient.
The patient responds:
"Some hae meat and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
So let the Lord be thankit."

Even more confused, and his grin now rictus-like, the PM moves on to the next patient, who immediately begins to chant:
"We sleekit, cowerin, timrous beasty,
Thou needna start awa sae hastie,
Wi bickering brattle."

Now seriously troubled, Blair turns to the accompanying doctor and asks "What kind of facility is this? A mental ward?"
"No", replies the doctor.
"This is the serious Burns unit."

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I celebrated Jackie's 21st birthday this Saturday by collaborating on this masterpiece with Bryce.



More info at the source.

No, Mom, washing one fucking shirt is not going to make "everything better."

I can't believe I fucking believed you when you said the trash outside was sorted through and that my belongings were in the garage. What an utter idiot I must have been. Because?

Because, innocently searching a pair of my shoes in the garage, I decide to peek outside into the side yard where trash bags have been sitting in the RAIN for THREE MONTHS and decide to move some to the front yard for trash pick up. One bag tears and what do I find?

A shoe, followed by a few more pairs, followed by my jewelery, my scrapbook, my diploma...

What else? Basically, everything that was in my room, including my extra hard drive, at least 3/4's of my closet that I had thought was just in storage, the other half of my library, at least 40 of my CDs, basically everything that wasn't nailed down or too big to just throw away.

Oh, but they weren't just thrown carelessly into bags. RAIN had trickled down through the top, effectively dousing them and covering them in a fine, fine layer of MILDEW. Even my shoes, even my dad's antique radio that he had given me.

All of my "belongings" that were in plastic bags in the garage? HER things. Toys I haven't used for years. Hummel figurines. WHY THE FUCK DID I NOT SEARCH? Because I fucking believed her, while I was away in San Jose, my belongings had been happily molding away in the fucking rain.

God took the wrong fucking person home.

I took the 43 Things Personality Quiz and found out I'm a Spiritual Self-Improving Builder

New Year's Eve passed among friends, laughter, music and general silliness.


Say "Hi" to Worry Bear!

Got a new haircut (bye, dead ends!) and had my hair curled into huge, soft curls by Josh at Paul Mitchell. I've never understood why people are so wary of going to beauty schools for simple things like haircuts. The people in salons usually come from the same local schools and they have teachers watching the place to check precision and give advice and styling tips, and also, God forbid, correct a few mistakes. And it's cheap! The girl behind me was getting the cutest Audrey Hepburn up-do for her friend's Old Hollywood theme party and it was so perfect. I'm estimating she only forked over $25 for a million-dollar look.

I went to the mall in order to find some pink accessories to go with my party dress...


Jordin Sparks for Wet Seal, originally $55, I got it for $15!

...but decided to splurge the money I saved on the haircut by having my eyebrows done at the Benefit Brow Bar in the Macy's beauty department. $20 is a lot compared to the usual $5-$8 jobs you find at most places, but they also fill in your eyebrows and do your foundation for you, so I guess if you're feeling extra fancy (like I was) it might be something fun to do for you.

Also, Lane Bryant was having a sale so I had to go and pick out some fancy underthings. You know, I've always wondered why most of the cutest/sexiest bras are made exclusively for chicks with small chests. Even in places like Victoria's Secret, you'll find that all the real busty sizes only come in black or some fairly unexciting print. Smaller girls can already get away with wearing incredibly lowcut outfits and still looking demure because of the lack of chest-boulders.


I could never get away with wearing Keira's Cecilia dress in Atonement

Why do they have to hog all the lacy leopard print bras too? Shoot, a good percentage even go with nothing at all. My half-hearted condolences for my friends in the Itty Bitty Titty Committee, but really, it's unfair.

Then again, the rest of us can just be grateful for women like Christina Hendricks.


Real women have curves!

Anyway, I got home and decorated, prepared some food (lumpia and Oreos) and gathered the guests. We played Rock Band and The Dirt Game into the wee hours of the night. Fun times! I even think some of my guests had even too much fun. ^_~

Of resolutions. I've only got two: 1) cut down on going out to eat all the time, 2) turn 21. I hope I didn't aim too high.

And here's a little something I borrowed from sweetthumbelina.

( Month-to-Month Recap of 2008 )

I'm still here! I'm just...around. I've been trying to keep my other blog alive as well at http://blogfaithblog.blogspot.com. I've started a new thing called "Brave Thing a Week" where each week I post something brave for people to try. So far, I've got going to a comic book store and singing in public, but I'm always open for suggestions.

As a treat, here's a music video for one of my current favorite new songs. It's called "Conventional Lover" by a geeky band named Speck. See if you can catch all the nerdy references.



And also, some memes! Here's one I took from Maurissa:

If my name wasn't Faith, what would it be and why?

Now copy and paste this question, replacing my name with yours in your own journal.

( I love playlist memes )

Michael Cera, if you truly are the one causing the holdout for the Arrested Development movie, YOU CAN SAY GOODBYE TO THESE!

That lady at the Bee who didn't know where the Carpathian Mountains were? I'll let her slide. I'll bet she knew that Africa isn't a country.

( Zombie Survival Quiz )

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( The Omnivore's 100 Food Meme )


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( One Word Answers )

What's Your Best Quality? Your Result: Ambitious   Your best quality is ambitious! People like you because you are a determined person. Once you set a goal for yourself you do whatever it takes to achieve it.
Personality
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Loving
Sense of Humor
Out-Going
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EDIT: On second thought, I should have said Transylvania.

Mom: [on the phone from a local newspaper office] "Sweetie, the paper wants to know where your father's father came from."

Me: "That would be the Carpathian Mountains."

Mom: "Okay...where is that?

Me: "It's in Europe. Bordering Romania, Hungary and a bunch of other Eastern European countries."

Mom: "Oh, Europe. Well, the lady says that can't just put 'Europe' down."

Me: "No, they can't. That's why they can put down 'the Carpathian Mountains.'"

Mom: "The ALP lady is saying it's near Greece!"

Me: "What the...no, they are not even remotely close to Greece, this is a mountain range that spans most of *Eastern* Europe!"

Mom: "Here, talk to her."

Local Paper Lady: "Hi, so where was he from?"

Me: "Well, the story goes he was from a small village in the mountains and he came over to America in the early 1900's."

LPL: [with horrible pronunciation, but it's not everyday someone says 'Danube' anyway] "Ah, yes. The chain of mountain ranges stretches in an arc from the Czech Republic in the northwest to Slovakia, Poland, Ukraine and Romania in the east, to the Iron Gates on the Danube River between Romania and Serbia in the south..." [and how the heck did she get Greece from that?!]

Me: "Yes, I'm looking at Wikipedia too. Let's just say he and my grandmother were both from Czechoslovakia. It'll make it easier. They spoke the same language, anyway."

LPL: "Okay, thanks, bye, here's your mom."

Mom: "Faith, they just want to make it right because it's going into the paper."

Me: "Mom, it's not my history, it's just what Dad told me a bazillion times. Just because it's in the paper doesn't make it right anyway, and that goes double for [Name of Local Paper]!"

I don't see what's so hard about it, I've seen things that said, "So and so was from Austria." But knowing the local paper, they might have thought that's where koalas live.

It feels so odd, that I want to tell everyone and yet when they call I don't know to say. And that I can't think of anything else to do but grieve on the stupid Internet.

But I love you Dad, and I always will. No matter what, you're my father, my real father and my friend. And I love you, and me and mom miss you.

I hope they have hot coffee with extra cream there.

I love you.

I wish I'd thought of it first:

(from notalwaysright.com, a blog about crazy customers)

Proof That God Is A Chinese Lady
Emergency Medical Technician | New Jersey, USA

Me: “We’re going to take you to the hospital.”

Patient: “NO! I don’t wanna go there, they’ll arrest me!”

State Trooper: “Did you do anything wrong?”

Patient: “NO! I don’t wanna go to the hospital!”

Me: “Well you’re pretty banged up. We have to take you for your own good.”

Patient: “NO! The Chinese Lady is gonna stick an AIDS needle in my a**!”

Me: “There are no Chinese ladies at this hospital.”

Patient: “I’m scared! Last time I went to the hospital the Chinese lady stuck an AIDS needle in my a** and I bled out of my a**!”

Me: “Don’t worry, we won’t let any Chinese ladies near you.”

(We get to the hospital.)

Me, to my partner: “Oh my God, his nurse is Chinese.”

Patient, as we walk away: “STAY AWAY!”

So, I don't read the Twilight series or anything, but I just found out how the series ended.

I'm so sorry.

But now you know how us Harry Pottericans feel.