Then I messed with my computer, dislodging ages worth of dust in it, which ended up in my hair. It's the big white spot. Hmm...This didn't turn out as I planned.

...Super dead tired! Like, a lot tired with blue in my hair.

Dead like roadkill

Afterwards, I was dead tired

What the fow?

Dude, more yearbook signing.

A pic of Sir taking a pic of me taking a pic of Sir taking a pic of me taking a...

There were some...uh...people...with hats. And I know the Cubs fan.

...students studying...

...pictures (still) being taken..although it's understandable that people would want pictures of me.

...cards being exchanged...

There was the usual yearbook signing going on

Others revealed their evil sides

Some people slept through the end of the year

There was, as usual, a card game going on.

...I don't know what Neal thinks he's doing (casting a spell?) but Zen looks completely bored.

Others were just happy

Some people were struck dumb by the how quickly the year passed.

And everyone was taking pictures

So it was the end of the year...

"Alright, gimme the camera back..."

Heh...I took liberties with this pic and erased my zits. I wish that worked in real life, though...

Another picture of me

Hey, what can I say...

I'm a narcissist.

I saved an ant today

...and stepped on plenty more when I got home. Well, this one was different though, because it was at school and it was a queen ant. Why are animals always the highlight of my day? I'm not sure...

GRAAARGH GRAAWWR!

I cannot speak.

Today's events

Let's see...

Got yearbooks, got lots of signatures because that's how I measure everyone's love for me. Therefore I can estimate how many atrocities I can commit without being burned at the stake.

When I got home, I went outside and caught a chipmunk! Yay! Unfortunately, I was too busy discouraging the little beast from chewing through the bag to think of taking a picture. Cute lil rodent. Unforutunately it escaped when I tried to transfer it to underneath a colander. I had to doublecheck the spelling on that thing...also, look at the definition. It made me laugh for some reason. Anyway, that was pretty much my day.

Oh yeah...the bus had to take like 5 minutes backing up because an entire street was flooded. It was amazing. The pump was failing horribly. I think you could have boated through that area. Amazingly enough, the girl on that stretch of road made it to school. I am impressed.

I was running on the side of the highway through the grass to intercept my bus, which I thought I had missed. I didn't miss it. I didn't even need to run through the grass. But it was fun!

Working on a new project...

I have regained control

I have regained control. Nui nui, you are an ornery person...you didn't have to post that picture just because the shopkeeper told you not to take pictures. You're just sick.

In other news, this will never happen again becase:
1) I don't feel like setting up a blogger/hello account for Alyson
2) I don't feel like letting her use my computer to post pictures
3) I don't feel like it
4) I don't think she will use it much
5) I also don't feel like it

Make yer own!

Alyson's Party in Chinatown

Hide your face from the devil box! don't let it take you're soul! ahh! pink pom pom earings!

Alyson's Party in Chinatown

people in china town with a pink umbrella. Yes, it is pink

Alyson's Party in Chinatown

The store people said we weren't supposed to take pictures there... just for that i am posting this picture of one of my friends in a hat

Alyson's Party in Chinatown

Friends trying to decide which bubble tea they would enjoy at Joy Yee's Noodle cafe place

Alyson's Party in Chinatown

This is all the party-goers eating lunch... soo fascinating. i'm in the center because i'm so special :)

Alyson's Party in Chinatown

hey, this is Brian's almighty younger sister Alyson. That is not a picture of me. it is from my party! :P don't diss the H2O!

My brother is horribly, horribly anti-photogenic. As opposed to me.

Violent dream rendered in stunning detail

I had a dream last night. I don't know if I consider it a bad dream or a really funny one. Basically, a lot of people tried to kill me in my uncle's house and I killed them with spoons and forks and household eating utensils. The last boss was my Chem student teacher, Ms. Cahill, who was probably the last boss because she has the girth to set her apart from the others. Somehow she died from my throwing a fork into her shoulder.

And there was a fatality!

The rubber band wars were vicious...

The birthday boy is the pyro with the lighter. And I am, as is also usual, the Holy Shining One.

Vegging out at a computer terminal...as usual. (Computer is off to the right)

B-Day Party!

Why do I look utterly surprised in this pic?

Life's Big Questions (For Asians)
Here.
It's satirical for your information...

The whole family...Caught 'em all! I hope you feel like a Pokemon master now

Here I am looking unhappy. And yes, I did edit out the background of my house because I don't trust any of you. The reason why I'm so unhappy is a long story...the day began in the beginning of spring, when we were too lazy to cut the grass. Well, grass being how it is, it grew. And grew. And pretty soon, we had the deer admiring it from afar...and some very close. After startling and following a deer fawn around for a while and getting filthy, I went inside and took a shower. Something stuck itself in my big toe on my adventure too, and I'm not sure if it's parasitic or what. Anyhow, being more inclined to go outside, once I was dry, I went out into the thunderstorm (which was great) and got soaked. When I went back in, I wrung out my shirt and hung it up to dry. In the meantime, I put on this fleece jacket. I forgot to put a shirt on and went to sleep.

This is where the bad day truly begins...I woke up at 3:50AM. Figuring this was overkill for doing my homework, I went back to sleep and woke up at 7:10...missing my bus by 25 minutes. I pack lunch with some funky smelling meat and then get driven by my mom, getting to school just minutes before the bell rang and I felt extremely rushed, and realized that I was missing a shirt on the inside of the fleece jacket. I just stood around until I was required at my first class, where I was reminded of several assignments I hadn't turned in. The room got warmer and warmer, and if I took off my jacket, I would be in violation of the dress code. Suck. Then on to Chem, where I flunked the easiest test of the semester because I was an idiot. Suck. I get warmer. Suck. Go to study hall, where I spend all of half an hour doing one problem wrong, then halfheartedly correcting it wrong. Caught between worry over it and absolute lack of interest. Suck. Temperature rises. Also suck. The problem isn't worth any points. Suck/Yay. Health teacher isn't there to accept a possible extra credit article I printed out. Suck. Watched another "Lifecycles" movie, (i.e. "Teenagers, sex is bad! Have sex when you're older!") about the fifth one we've seen. It is extremely difficult to talk to a girl in this class...also suck. Temperature rises. Go to lunch, open sandwich and eat it...meat tastes/smells funny. Still. I was kind of hoping that would go away. I eat it anyway, and waste a dollar on "clam chowder," AKA "salty water with potatoes and unidentifiable meaty things." Eat it anyway. Felt vaguely sick to the stomach for a while. My big toe starts to puff up from unidentifiable thing that was stuck in it yesterday. Suck. Go to Art Form, fiddle with plaster and mess up some features, then forget to take it home. On the way to the bus, I follow Jeff to complain, and then when I'm the building farthest from where my bus is, I realize that the alternate entrance is closed. I have to walk all the way back.

The only definitively good thing about today is that I now have something to whine about and the fawn came back to its original spot, where its mother can find it again. Or where it will die because the mother has been hit by a car. I hate pessimism.

Lil'est Kung cousin

That's some more cousins...and two repeats.

another cousin

A cousin

Storm-chats

Ahahaha! I had a nice little storm chat. Now I am sopping wet. Would take pictures, except cameras don't like being wet. I love storms. Don't know if they listen to me anymore though.

What's a storm chat, you say? It's when you or (much more likely) I go outside in a pouring thunderstorm and talk to the weather. I try to convince it to do things for my amusement. I also ask it questions that are met with surprisingly well-timed thunderstrikes.

I love this weather. If only it was a little warmer.

Don't worry, I talked with them about that too.

Old pic of rat

What the?! How did this picture turn out like that? I was just trying to blind Kent with the flash too...

It must be a side-effect of being white.

But now I'm just kind of depressed...what if the mother can't find it again? What if it wanders into traffic? What if it smells weird because I was near it and the mother rejects it? These are all things you should consider whilst chasing wild mammal babies through your backyard and/or forest.

Mystical Deer Quest successful!