Word of the day.

pro·cras·ti·nate ( P ) Pronunciation Key (pr-krst-nt, pr-)v. pro·cras·ti·nat·ed, pro·cras·ti·nat·ing, pro·cras·ti·nates v. intr.
To put off doing something, especially out of habitual carelessness or laziness.v. tr.
To postpone or delay needlessly.

I procrastinate. She procrastinates. They procrastinate. We procrastinate.

By the way, I need a new band-aid. ( ::: ) See.... *takes big breath*

Myknucklegotsquishedby50lbsofweightstuffonone
ofthemachinesinthewellnesscenter
anditreallyhurtthenitstartedbleedingprofuslycuzthe
skinwastornwhenIpulledoutmy
knucklesoIputonabandaid.

*gulps air*

TRANSLATION: My knuckle got squished by 50 lbs of weight stuff on one of the machines in the wellness center and it erally hurt then it started bleeding profusly(sic) cuz(sic) the skin was torn when I pulled out my knuckle so I put on a band-aid.

Dancing is Fun. That's right, a capital f.

Yesterday was winter formal, and I had lots of Fun dancing and eating brownies *yum.* It took a little while to get loosened up, but after a while the beat got to me, and what else could I do but dance?
I wore a purtiful dark blue dress, with a big bow in the back. I didn't feel like spending oodles of money, so I borrowed it from Brittany... hehe. I was so glad that Robin *finally* went, thanks mostly to her mom's sneaky skills. She was the most enthusiastic dancer.

The most bothersome thing the whole night: Some guy did the worm for the length of the room. Gah.
Funniest: Um, me dancing.
Saddest: Some girl wore a dress that made her look like an Amazon... in a bad way.
Most horrible: I got to sleep after 1am, and had to get up at 7:30.

Happy birthday, Mozart, old chap!

Kelsey: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! *keeps singing*
Mozart: Why thank you, but no need to sing, I really don't enjoy your voice.
Kelsey: Oh. *slightly put out* Well, happy birthday! Your age is real swell!
Mozart: Yes, well, it took a while, but I finally did it. *deep sigh of satisfaction*
Kelsey: Oooh, ooh, guess what I did today?!
Mozart: Um, what?
Kelsey: I played one of your Fantasias!!! It was so great!!
Mozart: Oh, that is so flattering. Wasn't it a great piece? I was humming a tune one day, and it all sort of just popped out of my imagination... *babbles on about his great achievements*
Kelsey: O_o YeS. Well then. *cough*pompous composers*cough*
Mozart: Ex-cyoose me?
Kelsey: *innocent face* Nothing...
Mozart: Harrumph.
Kelsey: Sorry. Anyway, thank you for that piece. I truly enjoyed it.
Mozart: You're welcome. You know, I never imagined someone like you would learn that piece. In fact, I've never met a Filipina.
Kelsey: Yes, well, there's a first time for everything.
Mozart: Of course, of course. Tea?
Kelsey: Why yes, thank you very much. May I have a biscuit?
Mozart: Yes. Have a lemon one, they are simply delightful.

Yes. Well.

Ugh. Yesterday was not fun.

New Media is freakishly hot right now! Beads of sweat fall down my neck.

I need a ponytail.

I am staring at a Fufu Berry Jones soda. And I'm not allowed to drink it. *whimper*

Drinking soda and eating ozone. It's blue!

Yes well, I was at church and the guy behind me was snoring, and there was a cow tongue on the table in front of me with blood oozing out of it, so I was glad to get out of there and wash my hands with the foamy soap and play with the kindergarteners, who were just oh so cute, until they started pulling my wrists and bruising me, so then I went home tired but happy, only to realize that I had to figure out some impossible Chemistry assignment and write an essay about Russian Japanesists who drink ozone flavored soda with labels that are blue!

o_O WaIt A mInUtE. That's not quite right.

Kelsey, are you sleepy?
*stifles yawn* Possibly.
Then why don't you go to bed?
Because I'm typing you idiot.
Don't you dare call me an idiot!
Sorry.
Apology accepted. Now go to your room.
No! I mean, um, no thank you your wonderful excellency.
Kelsey, do you want a fuzzy lollipop? Because that's what will come of all this stubborness, so you better mend your ways before fuzzy lollipops are the only thing in your future!
NO. I shan't have fuzzy lollipops! I'd rather be stuck with that Lord of the dance guy and a cheerleader in a 3 by 3 foot elevator!
*gAsP* *gagging noise*

SURGEON GENERAL'S WARNING: Excessive homework combined with procrastination and blog-posting may result in mild brain farts, fatigue, and in some cases, death. Use with caution. Not for anyone under the age of 5.

Kelsey isn't happy. Bleh.

Kelsey came to school happily on Monday. She was expecting a good week, filled with friends and minimal homework. Then, disaster struck. Essay after essay was assigned, until Kelsey was drowning in words about Caesar and government and other brain bending subjects. She isolated herself in her room, hunched over her desk writing, taking notes, and writing more. The light of day never reached her in her prison of paper. She wanted someone to come and save her from her miserable fate, but no prince of wonderfulness was willing to brave the horrors of homework.

All Hail Princess Mimi!

Once, I was alone in the Tiki Tower. My queen-ness as Queen Kelstiki was just not enough to keep me company when Ted was away, or when Ni decided to go on one of his blasted crusades into the night. So, I went to my good friends at Bunnyhero Labs, and adopted Mimi! Who shall forevermore be known as Princess Mimi! Huzzah!

adopt your own virtual pet!

Back at school again... (to the tune of "on the road again")

Ew.
I'm back at school.
Learning... stuff.
And getting homework.

Bleh.

Must have more!

Do you remember the days when the only thing good about getting packages was popping the bubble wrap? It didn't matter whether the box itself contained diamonds, or laxatives; the important thing was the packing. Relive the glory days!

Pop an endless supply of bubble wrap, and be happy.

No more orthodontics for me!!

YESSS!!! After waiting six long, grueling, painful years, after the suffering associated with braces, and the aftermath of said torture devices, I am finally free! Free from metal invading my mouth! Free from cuts on my cheeks! Free from rubbery hands poking my teeth!

Freedom feels good.

Rap vs. bunnies.

I saw the Star Wars Gangsta Rap. Oh my goodness. Luke was wearing bling. And Darth Vader kept doing that... hand... thing. It was weird.
Then, I looked for more Star Wars spoofy thingies, and found THIS!! There are silly voices, and bunnies, and Star Wars characters, and more bunnies! I must say, it's far superior to rap, despite the difference in quality.

Bunnies bunnies bunnies!!

Shopping. It does the body good.

I went shopping yesterday with Mumsie and Laina! It was fun. All the sales were calling out to me: "Kelsey, Kelsey! Buy me! You know I'd look great in your closet, even if I don't look great on you!" It was torturous, knowing that I had the money, but my will was STRONG! Nothing made me give in! Well, except maybe some essentials...

And it all begins again!

Happy New Year!

My Resolutions:

• Get to school on time at least once per week
• Maintain level of ice cream consumed (no more, no less)
• Go to Sea World at least twice
• Get my personal project finished early
• Find time to do what I love
• Have fun in the rain
• Buy something really pretty, and extremely useless
• Close my eyes when I eat chocolate
• Practice piano regularly
• Keep my resolutions

Third person narrates my life. Or just my morning.

Wow, Kelsey woke up at 11:00 am. Probably the latest ever in her whole entire life. That's like, 5801 days of waking up before 11:00 am. *Gasp* Her record has been broken! Plus, she did it all while wearing Jackie's eyes.

Read. Books. Now.

USA Today's top books of the year. I personally want to read Marvel 1602 and 1776. However, I'm not sure if my bookshelves could endure the weight of The Complete Calvin and Hobbes.

The sorting hat sorted me...

Which Hogwarts house will you be sorted into?

Oh, the sadness!!

Hullo, Noor here. *sniffle* Joseph and Monarose left me! Oh, what am I going to DO?! And that cute little... thing left, too. She was so wiggly and snuggly, and she laughed when I licked her ears. *sob* I... I don't mean to cry so much but *awoooo* I just can't handle the sorrow!

*sniffle* I need my chew toy.

Transmission from agent Ni.

I hate Christmas.

My people put this... this... fuzzy collar thing on me. It had bells. What kind of male cat wears bells?!

Then I was dragged into the living room with Kelsey, where she squeezed me and snuggled with me until I felt like I was going to throw up.

Next time, I'm going to take over. I'll decide what happens on Christmas! Mwah ha ha! MWA HAHAHAHA!!!!!

*hack hack* Sorry, hair ball.

It's done.

Christmas has come and gone. *sigh* I was woken up bright and early by Nemmie, who was extremely excited, considering that it was her first Christmas ever! After much effort, everyone in the family managed to gather in the living room, and we opened presents. Then, we broke with tradition. Instead of going to the movie theater and seeing our annual Christmas movie, we continued our Star Wars marathon. I love Star Wars! But I realized that George Lucas is the worst screenplay author ever!! Everyone said the most obvious things. (A sandstorm picks up, so someone says "It's a bad storm." Anakin does stupid things that Padme can't accept, so she says "You're breaking my heart.") I mean, I could have watched all of the first three movies in silence and still known the basic storyline. Anyway, see Nemmie's blog for other details. Hehe.

The seven deadly sins: sloth.

Okay, I admit it. I am a lazy bum!! *sigh* I woke up at a quarter to eleven this morning. Gah. I'm going to miss out on the joys of early morning waking just because I'm too lazy to roll out of my bed. What shall I DO!?!?! *whine whine whine* *sobbing hysterically*

I'm over it. I'll try to do better tomorrow though... OMG. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve!! HUZZAH!!!! I lurve Christmas. (As Ate would say, "Me speakum good Inglish!") I'm singing in our gospel choir at church. It's quite exciting, except that I totally and completely forgot my part, so... yeah. I must practice.

*singing in the background*

:-o Oh no! I'm getting a sore throat! And I'm going to go and play on the InTeRnEt.