never meant to start a war

today's title comes from jordin sparks' battlefield, as seen in this:

joanna the hall-e posted it on my wall on facebook. i think it's hilarious. ophelia the ipod is still dead. i'm still working on papers. life seems quite dismal at the moment. also, i have jane austen postcards. they're very limited in number, though, so i'm still trying to figure out who to send them to. currently, i'm leaning toward sarah-with-an-umlaut, since she was able to respond to the hall-es and i texting her harry potter pickup lines with a few of her own, and that kind of dedication deserves a reward. we'll see, though.

also, the real madrid copa del rey game was hilarious. see for yourself why:

while our blood's still young

today's title comes from sweet disposition by the temper trap as covered by ellie goulding. it's amazing. if i had any sort of singing ability or musical talent, i'd hope to make music like her or grace potter, even though they're completely different. i love her original songs, even if i still don't know how to describe them. girly techno indie electro pop? i'm not really sure.

so, in nail polish news, these are the ones i've picked up lately:

take the stage

bring on the bling

rising star

barefoot in barcelona

for audrey

curry up don't be late

nevermore

there's one more, but the nicole by opi site is down, so i can't post it for you. it's this really fun green called fell from the tree, though. nail nights are going to be a lot more fun now, i'm thinking.

i have a bio test tomorrow. i'm not looking forward to it at all. i hate genetics. i hate reviewing for it even more. i've been taking periodic breaks in my studying all week just because it's so hard to focus on it. i hate science.

i've come to the conclusion that the postal system hates me. i managed to send out letters filled with glow sticks and nothing happened, but my latest batch of letters got returned to me because they didn't have enough stamps. i don't get it - it was just paper. not a surprise in site. and they were brand new stamps, so it's not like they're the old ones where you have to put two on. and i even double checked the addresses after that first time. what did i ever do to the post office workers to make them hate me so much?

this song worries me. enrique, i expected better. if you insist on singing songs with stupid lyrics, please do so in spanish:

random thought: listen to this song (on youtube) and die on the floor by franz ferdinand (in itunes) simultaneously is kind of amazing. maybe i should try mashing them up in garage band. i'm thinking i'll need help with that. it's probably going to turn into a hall-e or munchkin project.

and since this post now features talk of both enrique and mashups:

there, i'm done now. time to go back to biology.

a matter of time

today's title comes from walk in the park by beach house.

it's that time of year again. nanoblogmo time! is anyone else doing it this year? you better be.

anyway, to kick this year's nanoblogmo off, i have exciting news. well, exciting news for some of us, anyway. s-la, jenibean, meggo - take note. we have the world's best gingerbread house theme for this year. joanna the hall-e helped me come up with it. it was kind of an accident, but then i thought - hey, this could work. check your mail for the blueprint soon, meggo.

random, but this has been floating around facebook and i thought it was cool. however, there is the better football soccer news, too:

like this. that's right - schweini is considering a move to the premier league next season. and, you know, liverpool has new owners and new money to spend...please, oh please, let this happen. and speaking of liverpool, this happened. i miss rafa. and i really hope that idiot manager leaves soon.

anyway, today's post is going to be short. i've been doing too much writing lately. first there was the five page paper i did in two hours (but spent, like, a week outlining), and then all of the letters to reply to. isn't the wall of mail terrifying wonderful? it's actually grown since then because the other circle k officers sent me "welcome to the club" cards, but i haven't put them up yet.

despite the fact that i'm running out of room, keep up the good work, guys, since i'm getting, like, next to nothing from the parental units. well, husband number two sends care packages and husband number three signed me up for all those magazine subscriptions, but the momster...hmmph. i texted her yet another picture of my sad and empty mailbox today as a gentle hint and she called me back and sounded really depressed and promised me packages, maybe even a package full of candy. and i totally believed her. until she burst into laughter and said, it'd probably be more like an envelope. with a single m&m in it. what the hell, mother? i was so excited. but according to her, i'm supposed to settle for seeing her in person. apparently she finds my love of snail mail extremely "silly". i had to pull out my hmmphiest hmmph-face yet, and it had no effect. i'm still annoyed. 

and now i'm going to the gym with joanna the hall-e. wish me luck/calorie burning! 

pumpkins scream in the dead of night

if you don't know the song today's title comes from, you're a failure of a person. end of story. just in case, i'll post it. 

i'm dead tired right now. it's been a busy few days of adventuring. i'll post a real update tomorrow. until then, me, my kitty cat costume, and the hall-es say hi. 

oh, and i got a 250-page pack of stationery today. be on the lookout for letters soon!