Purple Dreams.

owo So much to write about.

Monday, Fake an Injury Day. Spirit Week. I usually boycott Spirit Week, but I couldn't pass up that day. :D So when I was lying around the house, sick, on Friday, I made an eyepatch. (Oh, yeah.)

On Sunday (backing up one day here!) I went with some friends (Angel and Emily) to go shopping. We also stopped by a rock climbing place to drop off the boys (in Angel's family), and there was a set of old railroad tracks next to it. The building was quite old, too. Very beautiful. We took pictures, and now this weekend, Angel and I plan to have our own makeshift photoshoot. (Ugh, it sounds so stupid when I put it that way. We're going to walk around our two towns and take pictures, of the tracks, of ourselves, of the stars, photography!)

Fast forward (or rewind?) to Monday again. At lunchtime, the gothic style was brought up, and Fetus said something that I've never heard anyone say, but which I agree with entirely.
(Paraphrasing here:)
"People think that the gothic style is all about being depressed, unhappy, dark, but it's not. It's about finding beauty in the darkness..."
I fail, because I cannot remember the rest of what he said.
But I completely agree... I always knew this... Maybe not knew, but I felt it. I had never been able to put it into words, but I feel that it's the truth.

This is currently my desktop. Click on it. And be blow away.

Sad Day for Happiness In This Crazy World.

I love Cinema Bizarre so much.

It's a sad day for happiness
in this crazy world
It's a crazy world
so all we can do is be
a little crazy to save today

Touch the button
you should sit and listen
Watching as a tear
rains into a broken heart

I'm in a really good mood.
Listening to Cinema Bizarre's new album (ToyZ) on YouTube, thinking about making pancakes, and happy that I'm going into town with my friends today to buy fabric. ^-^
I feel a lot better than last night, but I keep blowing my nose.

So I think I might pierce my ears again? This time second holes on my lobes. That should be a lot less painful than the cartilage piercings I usually do.

I really miss last year, when Pop*Polka and Lizzie and Muse would comment! It's not just about the comments, though, Polka and Lizzie haven't updated their blogs in forever. I haven't even talked to Polka in months. :(( I miss her.

A'ight, I'm gonna see if I can walk to the library. <3

Ghostie
(I am Angel's Ghostie! =D)

What a Creative Title!

I felt pretty crappy today. Angel and I were starting to get a cold, but it hit me harder than her. Today was so long! A miserable day that just didn't want to end. I nearly fell asleep in a few classes. :D
Econ (my last class) was a bit more interesting because 1) we watched a video with John Stossel, and 2) Mica thought that Kiro was a girl. XDD

Then I got on the bus and my brother was wearing my trench coat. O.O"

Oooh! I want to go to the NYC Anime Festival now. u.u But I can't! Why do I want to go, you ask? Not for the reason you would think. Not for the anime (well, okay, kinda)!
Look at this Guest List.
Now scroll down, scroll down... Do you see it? No, of course you don't. You have no idea who I'm talking about!


Yui Makino


"She also made her debut as a voice actress, starring as Sakura in Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle..."

For those of you who have been living in a metaphorical cave, Tsubasa is my favourite manga ever! _{(Well, okay, it's tied with Loveless. And Kino no Tabi isn't a manga, so it naturally beats that (the best anime ever).}

And then Sarah Baily, the English voice actress for Tohru in Fruits Basket!
And, of course, Scott Westerfeld!
And I'm gonna miss it!

Monday starts Spirit Week, if I am correct. I do not usually participate in Spirit Week, but 'Fake an injury day" is too good to pass up! =D I'm gonna see if I can make an eyepatch. Then I'll probably wrap my arms in bandages or something. Problem is, I don't want to waste my real bandages. I haven't cut myself (in the shower!) recently (I have a huge problem with that. I don't know what it is!), but I don't want to be caught with blood dripping down my legs and nothing to bandage it with!
I'll find something. Maybe that wrap that sports girls use as headbands.
Also, I need elastic string... (For the eyepatch.)
I'd wrap my head, but it seems that a lot of people will be doing that. ^^;

Ah, I feel much better!

Ghostie

My Car is Fueled on Awesome.

Me: What would you do if you woke up and some guy was sleeping at the end of your bed?
Angel: Well, one, I would be like, "What the HECK?", and two, I would check if he's cute...

See You at the Pole was great.
I woke up a bit earlier, ate the huge breakfast I prepared the night before, then my dad took me in to school early so I could get there to pray before school starts. (My bus is usually late.)
I was the only person there, as I expected. So I sat on the bench that circles the flagpole and prayed. At about 7:15 a classmate, Jen, approached me (as she was walking up the walkway) and asked me if today was See You at the Pole. I told her it was, that's what I was doing, and yes, there was no one else. "Awkward," she said with a nervous laugh. Then she told me that she was going to put her lunch in her locker, and she'd be back. And she was. I can't tell you how proud of her I was right then, even though I haven't talked to her since eighth grade. My respect for her has gone up so much.

If only everyone had the courage she had. I know for a fact that there are a number of Christians (and Catholics) at my school. It made me kind of sad that we were the only ones at the flagpole. I'm sure that some of them just didn't know about it, and I wish that I had done more to spread the word, but how many people saw that there were only two people sitting around that pole, and just passed by? How many people are ashamed of their faith?

I feel like I need to say something profound to close those two paragraphs, but I honestly cannot think of anything.
Oh, man, I'm starting to get hungry. This fast is going to be brutal in about half an hour. Must drink more water to fill myself up! (That's been my tactic all day.)

I'm excited for youth tonight. And after that especially, because that's when I'm going to end my fast! *drools*

ME

BURN!

I just burned my mom. XD
"Courtney, help me. I need a smart-a comment!" "You know, there's that saying... It's better to keep quiet and let people think you're an idiot than open you mouth and prove them right."
Burn!


M gonna try to keep this a somewhat short post.

I think Angel needs to come to youth sometime. >.<

LOL. That reminds me! I was at the church's library (which is basically a bookcase lined against a short wall by an exit), dropping off some books my mother wanted to donate, when I heard a certain person's voice... "Courtney!" Me: *looks around, sees no one* Again: "Courtney!" Looked outside. No one. No one in the hall, either. And of course, there was no one in the empty room behind me! Then I heard some small laughter. Still, no one! This phantom person was not showing himself, and now he was laughing at me!!! I would not allow that. After looking around suspiciously once more, I slowly walked away... And then the door to the empty room opened up. XD
Why were you guys sitting in a dark room anyway?!
(Well, I'm sure it was prayer... But why was the room dark?! That's just creepy.)
(By the way, Zach was the one calling my name, and Kayla was laughing at me.)

And it turns out that my mysterious facade is crumbling. Nooo! Before youth, Zach and I were talking (yay! Even though we go to the same church, I am hardly ever able to talk to him in person! Except for Sunday... Yeah, Sunday... I never did get a piece of cake... What the heck?!), and Rob walked up to us, chatted with Zach for a minute or so, then told me, "Yeah, so I'm learning more about you by Zach's blog than by talking to you!" Then he said something to the effect of, he (Z) mentions me sometimes on his blog, and Rob's like, "oh, they must have talked about that together!"
"You're mysteriousness is going away!"
(Me:) "No! I will not allow this!"
Okay, so I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to figure something out to stop this.
XD
Probably won't work out too well. I've never been so good at that sort of thing.

Things to do at a Fast Food Drive-Through

1. Stand close to the speaker and yell your order, using colorful expletives in ways which would embarrass the patrons inside.

2. Drive through backwards.

3. Belch your order.

4. After ordering, cover the speaker and mic with transparent tape. Watch as customers and order-takers are unable to hear each other and, thus, each raises his/her volume.

5. Barter. Offer a Whopper for a Big Mac.

6. Walk through. [[Courtney: Tried this. Doesn't work so well.]]

7. Speak a foreign language (make one up if you have to). When the manager comes to the mic, speak English and inquire as to why the order taker had such difficulty understanding you.

8. Repeat everything the order-taker says.

9. Attempt to take the order-takers order ("Hi, may I take your order?") before they get a chance to take yours.

10. Order confusing items, i.e., "Hi, I'll have a large orange Coke and a small medium fries, please".

11. In a crowded drive-thru line, place a HUGE order, then slip out of line and watch the fun as the person behind you is handed 40 bags of food.

12. When you arrive at the window to pick up your food, hand them several bags of garbage & ask if they'll dispose of it for you. Make sure it smells.

13. Drive through with a carload of naked people.

14. Speak in such a garbled fashion that the order-taker will think there is a problem with the speaker and ask you to order at the window. When you arrive at the window, speak in the same garbled, incomprehensible fashion.

15. Drive through with someone on the hood to accept the food.,

16. Bring along a Mr. Microphone. When the order-taker speaks, aim the mic at their speaker but do so while aiming the Mr. Microphone speaker at the mic to produce excruciating feedback of their own voice.

17. One word: Flatulence!

18. Have a friend hide in the trunk. When you approach the window to pickup your order, have him start yelling and banging his fists on the trunk.

19. If you are a male, have a female friend place the order by speaking VERY seductively and suggestively into the speaker. When she finishes, have her hide and pull up to accept your order. See how many of the order-takers fellow employees have been called over to the window to "check out the babe".

20. Change a flat tire in the drive-thru lane.

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The History of Shit.

Anyone know a safe and trustworthy site or store where I can buy coloured (red or purple) contacts?


In Physical Science Mrs. C broke off from her lecture on the Scientific Method to talk about.... Shit.
Yep. A teacher talked about swearing. And did it herself multiple times.
I thought it was pretty cool.
She said, "Shit really isn't a swear word... Technically, swearing is using the Lord's name in vain." And cursing is (actually, Damien said this one) just saying any word in an angry or offensive manner.
And I agree. Doesn't mean that I'm going to go about using those words (I do say "damn" and "hell" sometimes), because saying them excessively usually makes people sound trashy. Or trying too hard to sound "cool."

They (both Damien and Mrs. C) went on a lot longer. The whole discussion was probably at least five minutes long! Most of the time it was like this:

Mrs. C: My mother didn't even know what 'eff' was until my sister said it when I was seventeen. Then it was like she could only go a small amount of time without saying it!

D: And, I mean, it adds emphasis! What seems better? 'That's sweet,' or 'that's effing sweet!'
Mrs. C: Well, as a teacher, I almost want to say that you should go improve your vocabulary if 'eff' is all you can come up with.
(He agreed with her. xD)

Lunch is a bit boring. Fetus usually sits with us for the first half, then wanders off. Chelsie stole Kaity's wallet (she carries too much money for school!) for a bit, but we did give it back. :/ (But no, seriously, when you're friends with the klepto, you don't carry around $50 in such an easy spot to find! And I'll probably be killed if I don't add a disclaimer: Chelsie steals, but she always gives it back. >.>)

Reporting on school kind of bores me. Did I mention that my name in German class is Jutta? I think I'm going to go study the pronunciation notes I took in class today... Need to get those umlaut letters down!

[[ich heisse Jutta]]

We Really Just Don't Care.

School. Yup. Started today. UGH.

Crappy things that happened today:
► Woke up at 5:30, only to wait in my driveway for 40 minutes for the bus.
► The bus is filled with annoying freshmen and sophomores. (I can't stand the sophomore class! Well, most of 'em.)
► None of my friends ride my bus! Last year we had the perfect mix of high schoolers on the bus. This year... None of 'em! Well, okay, one. But that goes in the "good things" list.
► Couldn't find my earbuds, so I couldn't blast my iPod to block out the shallow and stupid things teenagers talk about on the bus.
► Was late for school, and didn't get any time to put pictures up in my locker.
► Didn't have any classes with any of my Junior friends (not that I really expected to).
► Cafeteria isn't finished (my school is being renovated).
► The best part of my day: I was seated next to the huge map on the wall in Economics. I was very excited, knowing that I would be studying this map for most of the class everyday! I had just started to search for McDonald island when somebody called to my attention that I had read the seating assignment sheet wrong... My seat was completely on the other side of the room. TT__TT
► TOO. MANY. SOPHOMORES. AND. FRESHMEN. ON. MY. BUS.

Good things that happened today:
► Damian's the only person (that matters) who rides my bus. Yay... I guess? I never really talked to Damien.
► He (Damien) is also in my German class, which is cool. He sits right behind me. He has been acting quite friendly lately. :/ (LOL)
► My new Deutsch name (for German class) is Jutta. Pronounced "you-tah," if I am not mistaken. I love the German pronounciation of "J"!
► There's an exchange student from Spain (her name is... Gah, I can't remember! The beginning of the name is "Lucy," but it continues on, like Lucille, but I don't think that's it). Her locker is directly next to mine, she's in my German class, and she ate lunch with us. ^_^
► Intro to Art looks promising.
► Unwind came in for me in the mail today!

Well, all in all, it was a pretty miserable day. When I pick it apart it really does not seem that bad, but it's the people. I cannot stand the people! I can't wait for church, when I can talk to people I actually like!
(Well, I have friends at school of course, great friends... But also, I haven't really talked to Kayla or Sabrina or Zach lately... Hopefully I'll be able to do that at the regular church service, or probably the Outpouring Service? Speaking of which, I may be helping out in childcare then, if a lot of people come! Cool! I'll miss the service, --which was amazing last year-- but it'll still be fun to help out with the kids.)

I used a picture of Youji and Natsuo at the top of this post because it needs a little cheering up. And who better to do that than the male Zero team from Loveless?!
(Hey. If you haven't read Loveless, go do that. Now. And I mean read it. Don't you go near that anime! The manga is sooo much better.)

...And Life Goes On.

(Photography by Courtney Landon)

Last Friday Angel invited me to a baseball game. ^_^ No, actually, I don't like sports much (and I have such trouble paying attention!), but it was a lot of fun with her. We both dressed out of the normal (well, I usually try to, and I think she recently has, too, which I think is awesome). I wore my favourite plaid red-and-brown jacket with a black fedora and my new "emo" glasses, and Angel wore her new almost knee-high boots (I love those boots) with a black and white scarf and a clunky bracelet. You'd have to see her overall outfit to get the whole idea of it.
We spent three innings standing in line for a pretzel, fries, and soda. =__=

But there were fireworks!
(I sat there watching them, taking picture after picture of the fireworks. I posted one of them at the top of this post.)
And it was great to see her again for the first time in three weeks. :D

Then today after church I was talking to my mother about Bubble Island.
Me: Can we go there sometime? I cannot wait three months to go there again for my birthday!
Mom: Well, sure, if you help me clean the house, we could go there tomorrow.
Me: Wha-- Seriously?

I've been trying to get a hold of Angel-- Ah, dang, the phone rang. It wasn't her. I'm hoping she and maybe her mother can come (her mom to distract my mom), 'cuz after telling her about my last trip to Bubble Island, she said she wants to go. =D

And then yesterday I fell asleep on my bed at around 7 while I was trying to read Skinned. =_= ...I woke up and fell back asleep multiple times, but ultimately, I slept for fourteen hours.
And now I guess I should go do some of that housework.

Courtney

A Picturified Post.

I am growing increasingly frustrated with sewing right now. This shirt is not coming out right!!!
*cough* Anyway. Not much going on, please sink your eyes into these beautiful (not really) photographs...


New characters, Don:

Beltrán. (Yes, the left side of his face is covered with burn scars, and he has an eyepatch.)



...And Miya, the first one I came up with. She dyed her hair herself. ^_^ Heheh. And you can see some notes I jotted down about her personality to the left.


My sad, sad attempt at bubble tea. (Yeah, I coloured it.)


Did watercolours in art lessons the other day. Not really a fan of my paintings. They're just so... Plaaain. Ordinary. But whatever, good practice.



They're carrots. I had three minutes to paint this, okay?!




It's half red, half green. If you don't see the pure awesomeness, then there must be something wrong with your vision.


Now feast your eyes upon the view from my bedroom window.... At night, in the rain:


(it's even prettier and dreamier in person!)

That's all for now, folks!