"If sweet death should ever conquer me, let me know, boys, let me know. If you hear him coming, won't you let me flee? Let me go, boys, let me go."

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

SABOTAGE!

You need to watch this (or at least listen to it) RIGHT NOW:


Love is too weak a word to describe how awesome I think this sounds. I may just buy the actual Beastie Boys song. Right after I get a hold of an MP3 of this. Absolutely cray-mazing.

And for those of you who're wondering about Randy//Lola, you'll figure it out eventually.

That's all, folks!
Nova.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Scene 1

Lola: Do you have a coconut?
Randy: What? No! Why?
Lola: Why not? I have one.
Lola pulls out a coconut.
Randy: Where on earth did you get that?!
Lola: While we were chatting I had Melanie stealthily hand to me as she was walking by.
Randy: Uhm, okay...
Lola: Now, I must bid goodday to you sir!
In an exagerant, graceful flourish Lola hands Randy the coconut and glides to her next class.
Randy now has a coconut.

-END SCENE-

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Super Mario RPG!

There's one thing that I will never forget about the seventh grade. Her name is Teenie, and for almost every single day of that school year we would go to the back of Mrs. Foster's class, sometimes while she was lecturing, and do our secret handshake. It was more a high-five than a handshake, but it was awesome. Eventually we started doing it backwards. That was how we maintained our friendship. Now, though, we have no classes together, and we haven't done our "handshake" in a while. It used to be that I'd wait outside her third period class for her (I had ulterior motives along with the handshake.) Makes me sad. :/


So I just finished a book about this song. It was really good. Now I'm listening to the song, and I really like the song, too.

That's all, folks!
Nova

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I'm Not as Smart as You Think I Am

Seriously. You may look at my grades and go, "Wow, she's smart," but that's not the case. Sure, I'm above average, but that's it. I'm not a super genius. I don't get high A's, I get normal A's, sometimes with minuses attached. There are many more people who are smarter than me, get better grades, and are in higher classes. If you think I'm oh-so-super-smart then you're wrong. I'm not. I'm just a little above average, and don't try and argue.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

If You're Wondering If I Want You to,

I want you to! Dang it I need to work up the courage. All I hear are scattered bits and pieces of a much larger story, and at this point, I don't understand, but I should! I really should. I can do this, and I will.

Oh my good-schnapp my lips are dry. Stupid gum. I need to do my math homework in the next ten minutes so I have enough time to watch a Tivo show and the Simpsons.

Short short short. That's what this is. OR. Less tall than average. That's somewhat close to what I called Brooke and Tiffany today. Heheh...

That's all, folks!
Nova.