Da 411

SUPER IMPORTANT BULLETIN:

What to say? I could be doing other things and yet my blog has a receptive magnet buried somewhere in my computer that draws me here once again. Woah, wait a sec.... a magnet inside a computer? Wouldn’t that f*** things up a bit? And that brings me to something else. Why do people insist on putting *’s where letters should be when they’re cussing? It’s not like we don’t know what f*** could be. Is it fold? Is it foot? Or is it fwew? I can’t guess. Just too many words. They should put it on the SAT or something.

Yeah, I hate the Suck Ass Test. For the love of cheese, I’m in college! Why the bloody hell should I take this hard and lamo test for kids who ain’t even in college yet? Yes, I want to transfer. Hey, I could get into UH no prob, I just got back from there too. And some people would say passing that up is nuts! But I’m trying to be a “good girl” and keep my “options” open. Trust me I’ve had many fights with the voices in my head over this very topic and it’s quite a drag to study in the back of a glorified seven-eleven three or more times a week for many hours at a time for only about a bizillion dollars. But math is not my forte and if I want to boost my sub par scores then I guess I have to do this shiznit. So far we’ve had three teachers, excuse me three plus an evil prompter, so that’s four people in our four classes. Our real teacher is apparently keepin’ it incognito or somethin’. (Yeah I say that a lot, sorry.) And don’t get me started on stupid people. They run my school. The office people are evil little nutt butts and half the classes have been duds or conflicting this semester, plus the music program SUCKED. That’s why I dropped it.

Hey, I’m writing my own lyrics and music whenever possible, it’s my life long addiction now, I hope, and I’m starting work on my demo too. But all I do is run around at school, do homework, or go to the SAT thing, and then comes music, plus sleepless nights, and worries about my bro, who has been doing ungood to put it mildly. On a lighter note, I’m planning to tie down and jam gravel up the noses of all incompetent doctors. (A.k.a. 90% of them.) Who’s with me? Okay, okay, I know what you’re thinking, “she’s not all together there”. Well yeah, kinda true, but who is? The whole damn world’s a bloody snow globe full of smog and offices, and oh yeah, tomorrow I get to go to the DMV. (Please see article “Oh Helllllll no!- Demented Mundane Velocity operative.) Yeah, another one of my favorite things to do. But I’m so cool, you wouldn’t even know that my life is insane..... me and my entourage hang out and look cool and try to cut back on sodium, yo! (And if this is hard to follow you may want to take a pop culture/personal experience test to determine whether Doodlinnoodleicken is right for you.)

I got back from Hawaii a little under a month ago and I can say that.... I miss it like crazy!!!!!!! P.S. I want to give a shout out to my friends out there in the big HI, thanks for reading my blog guys! Never forget that I’m still jealous of you! Can’t wait to go back there. So pretty, such good smoothies........... I saw my home dogg Orlando Bloom out there gettin’ bombed in Waikiki. Of course, I tried to take his pic or at least ask for an autograph but hotel security people decided to divert me from my doings and I missed him in the elevator. I’ve taken a liking to the Hawaiian music and culture and stuff, so I bet you can imagine how freakin’ weird ass LA felt when I got off the plane. No one told me “Mahalo” for coming, and when I said “E Komo Mai” to the guy at baggage claim he just stared. “No Zippy’s?” I asked. At least I got to see my little popokis again. Cali ate most of my window plants, and Jesse had extreme ADD. I went to school, made my room nice and messy and DVR’d stuff for the few times I’ve actually watched stuff.


I'm Learning jazz chords on piano so I can rock it more in style.... and I’m working a lot on crap I don’t want to do.... and I’m still managing to blog it all up! I also DVR’d “Idiocracy” and it was kinda funny, and shockingly realistic of how the world is NOW.
“Welcome to the time masheen! We’ll take you back, first to the year 1939 when Charlie Chaplin and his Nazi regime tried to take over the world!” I love that scene. Look it up on YouTube or something. Yes, I still have dial-up because Debra the dork next door won’t share her wireless and we’ve yet to set up DSL. Oh ye-ah! Oh and speaking of things to watch on YouTube or something... my videos! If you watch “Lost” you’ll definitely get a kick out of my “Season Four First Look”. Links coming soon when blogger isn’t f*********** up, (the other problem with *’s is you have to count how many letters it would be...) For now just type in “wildwoodflower16" and you’ll find my stuff.






Weee! It’s Random Thoughts Time!
When I was on the islands, I got bit by so many critters. A swarm of mosquitos, stepped on an urchin, a centipede, spider, man-o-war was a bit much. I’m on the Big Island and I step near the surf, not even in it and this giant thing hurls itself onto my bare leg. It’s pumping poison into me and I’m screaming trying to shake it off, and everybody at the beach is just staring at me like it’s a freak show or something. I got bit by a big ass one too and got a big peachy swollen ankle. Later that day I felt pretty sick from it and kept falling asleep, but my family wouldn’t let me take so much as a nap like I had a concussion or something. Well, critters aside, I loved Hawaii. GO KAMA’AINA DISCOUNT!

On the television subject , in a movie called the “Adventures of Sebastien Cole” the karate scene is hi-larious. Chop suey, superhero! Rewind it times three. Yeah, I barely know what I’m talking about either. You should see me when I’m caffeinated. Wowww. Speaking of films, I’m working on my film-making. I actually really love doing it, and I might make my own real short films someday. (I’m already working on some.)

Yes, I know I have an empty “Lost” blog, I’ll fill it sometime when I can but it was a whim we had once, a long, long, time ago. My family and I are such “Lost” freaks that we actually have action figures now. Sawyer says “There’s nicer ways to wake a man up freckles” and “I’m a complex guy, sweetheart!” Go fish biscuits!

Do you think anyone actually watches the “Emmy’s”? I mean, I guess some people do but come on! Lame...... In other news, Jesse bit through my phone line today so I’m using the short one.... come on people, you all everybody, stupid people 4 8 15 16 23 42. I want to be your superhero. Hey man what are you gonna do with your life? I dunno get a hair cut, pay taxes, die. I can get you a job flipping burgers. No thanks. Kay, got to go, but I talks to you later, alrighty? The tabloids say, I’m gonna kick your ass!
I love you!
Thanks you for shopping at Costco.