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Ludakris

2009-04-23T00:17:00.001-04:00

Yes, I misspelled 'ludicrous.' It is all intentional in every way. :)
Here's the intro to my latest idea.

Unless you’ve been living under a rock for the past million millennia or so, you probably know who we are. No, I didn’t mean to say ‘what’ we are, because as far as I’m concerned, we’re more humane than you things. Now, if you’re one of those deprived souls who will forever remember their childhood as bleak and dark (like the dwelling of beneath a rock), then allow me to explain.

Pixies, fairies, nymphs, whatever you call those beautiful creatures you see in nature, those are us. It’s actually funny how you would create dust candy and name it after us, but that’s a whole other novel. For those of you fantasy-obsessed, bug-eyed people, yes, you’ve been lied to. Pixies are not evil fairies, and nymphs are not naked women made out of leaves or drip drops of the pond you were urinating in. We’re all the same thing, just twisted with your terrible story-telling. You know, for being so bug-eyed and obsessive, you’d thing you could see and remember your encounters with us, but so far not so much.

I must immediately take back what I said about the rock-inhabiting theory. Some of us like it under the rocks. Most of us consider those the ‘anti-socials’ as you would put it. Frankly, I think getting a slight tan is fairly healthy, but if rocks float your boat, then by all means, lurk away. Yes, we fairies (for the sake of ink and time I’ll stick to this name) do tan, and we are not the size of your feet. We’re slightly taller than that…just slightly, but still significant enough to point out. Our pretty transparent-ish wings actually do exist, but we’re never blue or purple or anything similar to that of a Smurf’s leprosy. Flying isn’t something we do very often. In fact, we have vehicles like your cars, but better. We’ve got better ways of fueling our hunks of transporting genius. Unfortunately, we can’t share the secret. You’ll get there eventually.

If you don’t believe we exist and say so, not a single one of us will die, so don’t stand there crying like a baby, clapping your hands like it’s the Fourth of July. Like I said, you humans love to story-tell like idiots, meaning Peter Pan is not my great-grandmother’s best friend forever. If I ever saw a little boy covered in a tacky green suit and flapping his arms in hysterics while ‘crowing,’ I would run like any of you humans would. Don’t even try to contradict me because you know it’s true, unless you are once again one of those rock-people who find this sort of behavior to be common, if not attractive.

Another usual, if not stupid, mistake you humans assume about us is that we’re nature freaks. Leaves and twigs fill our wardrobes, our manure is what starts spring; our tears make it rain for hours, and so on. First of all, I made those up, but I wouldn’t be surprised if one of your little dreams is crushed when I tell you that those, too, are not true in any way, shape, or form. May the big man upstairs smite me before I wear a leaf to school and eat butterfly eggs for lunch. Could you imagine that?

“Hey guys, how’s it going? I have butterfly eggs for lunch!”

“Kris, that is so gross. Where do you even buy those?”

Which brings me to another point! We fairies are very organized. We’re not like the monkeys free to do as they wish, such as throw waste and eat a banana with the same hand for pure entertainment…or should I say, impure (if you catch my drift). I deem us to be civilized, considering we’ve been here ever since those gigantic screaming Godzillas left craters in the mud whenever they danced. Oh yes, they danced. You wouldn’t believe how well they could. It was something like your waltz, but more sophisticated.

Now, I could get into our economics and politics and all of those boring things your rotting corpses of ancestors would be intrigued to read about, but frankly, that’s not my forte. I maybe sort of flunked those classes. Besides, this story has nothing to do with that junk. This story has excitement, glory, and more excitement! I’m getting excited just thinking about it! So without further ado and with my short and sweet introduction complete, here is the real reason for the killing of trees to print out this tale.

I think it was Christmas. There were too many people outside doing things and breathing air, so it must have been some sort of a holiday. I don’t know where it is on your map of the world, but it was in the Southeast Region for us fairies. I had just learned how to conjure an invisibility bubble, so I could walk slowly without having random people pointing and yelling, “You’re slightly significantly taller than my foot!” It’s unpleasant, for one, and it lowers my self esteem. You may be wondering, “Well that’s odd. Why would it hurt a fairy’s feelings to point out its characteristics?” Oh, how I would love to run up to you dirty humans and say how hideous your teeth are or how your Buddha belly never gives anyone luck, but I can’t. I won’t. Besides, that’s not the point. I was and still am the shortest of my class, and my high school was unforgiving of us ‘short ones.’

So, whilst strutting my strut up your gum coated park trail, I heard a ‘fellow peer’ of mine squealing my name as if someone had ripped off her wings.

“KRIS! Oh my gosh, Kris! Wait for me! I have something you’ll love!”

“If they’re not cheat-sheets for tomorrow’s Physics test, then I don’t care.” Holy hairy spiders that fairy was too annoying. No one can squeal like that unless it’s the one and only Furn. Yes, her name sounds like the plant. It made me pregnant with jokes until I gave birth to the famous “Leaf me alone.” Haha, I’m proud of that one.

“No, no, no, Kris. Even better! I have an amazing study guide Mrs. Symons gave me! It’s only a few pages long, but all of that studying and hard work pays off, and you feel wonderful knowing you passed honestly!” She was now panting, having run between legs and infested shoes to catch up to me. “Come on, Kris. You need to actually learn something. You can’t cheat your way through life and succeed! It’ll bite you later.” She frowned at me and stuck out her lip. My goodness she was ugly.

“You know, your face will stay like that forever if you keep doing that.” She stuck out her lip some more until it looked like she’d get stretch marks. “Or I could smack you in the face with my bag and swell up your lip so badly it’ll never go back in!” I smiled one of my toothy grins and she immediately sucked in her face. Finally. I was starting to go blind.

“Fine. But don’t come crying to me when you have a job but can’t do it because you’re a lazy man moocher!” Her radiating pale face wouldn’t even turn pink in the cold.

“Ugh, whatever. Just let me do what I want, Furn. You’re so—” BAM! That’s when one of your clumsy butter boot humans punted me in the face and stumbled over Furn. She had distracted me from my walking, and lo and behold I got kicked right in the nose. Nothing good comes from rock-dwelling fairies.

The stupid kid that hit me was probably in her teens. Her trip knocked me out and completely annihilated my invisibility bubble. That took me forever to make, by the way. Furn tumbled into a bush (ironically) and stayed hidden like a good little fairy. I, however, was supposedly lucky that the teen was the only one relatively near enough to see who I was. Anyone a few feet away would have assumed me a squirrel who thought it could fly and failed miserably, landing in front of the girl’s blue boots.

The next bit is hazy for me. Okay, to be honest, I don’t remember a thing. Furn later told me that the girl saw me and decided an inspection was called for. The Sherlock gave me a good poke and a long eye-drying stare. Hah! Like she’d never seen a fairy before! Nonetheless, once she was satisfied with her investigation, she stuffed me into her lunchbox either in guilt or with the intentions of Frankenstein. Into her bag I went, until it creaked open to the sound of church bells and dim lights squeezing through slits of wood. I presumed I was dead, but it was worse. Much worse. I was discovered.

Story Number TWO! :O

2009-03-31T18:06:00.002-04:00

Okay, so this is an idea that pooped into my head today. I needed to get it on paper...sooo...I did. I kind of made it up as I went, but still followed the same skeleton of a plan I had. There shall be more! Do not fear! One day I'll get someone who can actually write well to take this idea and make something of it, but as for now, I need to make sure I don't forget it ;) SO here! :D

Another leaf fell slowly towards us and landed on my blue vest. This one particularly was fiery red, the blazing color of late October. A cool breeze interrupted the silence, with a shower of embers fluttering from the trees like ashes from the sky. We laid there, coated with a blanket of leaves, in peace. Her hair smelling of fresh oranges spread itself on my chest. We formed an “L” on the bed of grass under the shade. For the first time, I felt complete, just being with her. I was relaxed, but had all the control I could ask for. Another breeze swept by, but this time, it carried a scent. Valikens.

Their overbearing stench of stale flesh smothered her sweet orangey hair. My pulse began to race and I clenched her hand in mine.

“Rollan? Something wrong?” She turned her head and stared into me with her evergreen eyes.

“Valikens, east. They’re heading this way.” I began to sit up. “You have to leave. Call Fangdor. Now.”

“What about you? I’m not leaving you here. You can’t fight them by yourself, even when you’re…” she gulped. “They never travel alone, you know that. I can help. We can defeat them, together.” She locked her hand in mine and stood.

“Ellinia, I’ve taught you a lot, and I’m aware of that, but I am also aware of your limited strength. I don’t want to see you sleep for so long. Not again.” I reached for my summoning horn, but her grasp held me.

“It won’t happen this time; I know my limits. Please, Rollan, you’re the only one I have.”

A third breeze brought a stronger scent of Valikens. They were less than a mile away, and moving quickly. I jerked my arm from her and put the horn to my lips. A sound unheard to earth-walkers sang above the thick forest and to the ears of a dragon. With a responding cry and a gust of wind, Fangdor dove from the clouds.

My lips met hers in what seemed our last kiss. I felt her tear on my thumb as I cupped her cheeks. “Don’t forget; you’re all I have, too.” Feet never touching the ground, Fangdor scooped Ellinia from my sight and into the heavens. A speck of crystal blue scales swirled through the sky, and then disappeared. She would be safe there.

There was little time to waste. I immediately sat on the forest floor and concentrated on my emotional pain. The vibrations of the Valikens’ trampling footsteps beat their way into my body. I cleared my mind and thought about my home; my burning house with my father inside…lifeless; the flames swallowing the thatched roof with Valikens dancing around it for pure amusement. I snapped from focus when a Valiken yelled his battle cry. My heart jumped; they had found me.

Trying to re-enter my focus, I tried to remember more painful memories. My uncle, my slain horse, my lost mother…Ellinia. I felt a sharp halt in my chest. That was it. I resurrected dead memories of seeing her in the white bed, her body a rock on the soft silk sheets. Her skin was paler than moonlight and her lips had lost their rosy color. Her hands were cold, and her capturing eyes never opened; not for months.

My heart beat once more, then reached complete silence. I felt the addicting surge of energy flow through my soul. It was time.

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Story Number ONE! :D

2009-03-31T17:55:00.002-04:00

This one I wrote a bit ago...but never posted on here. Hehe.
The italics symbolize memories, btw, since some people didn't get that.

The ring on her key jingled as she struggled to lock the door. Her hands shook both with frustration and anxiety while she tugged and pulled. As she turned to walk off her porch, the season’s cold air nibbled at her cheeks. Nuzzling her head tightly into her fleece hat, she stepped out into a dark morning.

The street lamps were glowing an eerie orange. Their radiance stalked her with a looming umbrage. Stuffing her hands into her pockets, she quickened her pace.

“Are you cold? Here, hold my hand.” He brushed is hand against her shoulder, as he smiled behind his scarf.

She stopped. No one was on her right this time; nothing but shadows. Burying her hands deeper into her pockets, she crossed the street.

“Puddle at twelve o’clock!” Their hands tightened eagerly. “Ready? Jump!” Stomping on the sidewalk, he laughed. This time, she smiled as well.

The puddle was dried up. Leaves rustled across the sidewalk, skipping over the sunken area. Staring for a moment, she swerved around it, not daring to look back. She had to move on.

Soon enough, headlights began to flood the faded roads. She squinted past traffic, pursing her lips. Dry breezes clawed at her skin, stinging her face. On her left, the sun dragged its way above the horizon. Opposite was half of the moon, blending with the sky. She sighed at it. Barely there.

“Wow, look at that moon. You know, the reason the moon is so bright is because of the sun’s light reflecting off its surface.” He shrugged. “Heh…I guess you’re my sun, eh?” He bit his lip, and watched his feet. They walked slowly, now.

Without knowing it, she had drifted onto her usual route. The rows of trees stood, as frozen flames, sparks sinking to the ground. Counting her steps, she paused. She couldn’t help a glance. Just a glimpse of the wilting house, surrounded by the ashes of the once marvelous oak. Black stains seared the walls and doors, with the roof of the patio entirely collapsed. Yellow tape, everywhere.

“Well, this is me. I’ve got a lot of work to do tonight, so I’ll be up late. We’ll walk together again, tomorrow, alright? I’ll be there to pick you up at the same time. I love you.” He ran up the driveway. “Tomorrow, again! I promise!”

She shut her eyes, feeling the burn of tears fighting their way out. She fell to her knees, and wept. Tomorrow would never come.

HUZZAH!

2009-03-19T18:38:00.002-04:00

Arrgh, mateys! This hamu just discovered pure gold! Yep!
...
Gold in the form of an MMORPG! RAWR! Poop.

Okay, so I was on the eternetz over a week ago, and I came across an ad. It was for yet another MMORPG. Pluh. Yeah. ANOTHER. Ugh.
So I was about to close the damn thing when it caught my attention.
Hey now...these graphics aren't bad at all...
On the ad in big letters, was FLORENSIA.
Hmmm...never heard of this before...
Underneath it showed play online for FREE!
Well HADDEEDOO! Free!? So I clicked on the ad and lo and behold it led me to http://en.florensia-online.com/
Alright, let me just start off saying this game is FREAKIN' AWESOME AS BALLS!
As a WoW and Maplestory fan, I have never been happier with an MMORPG. Its gameplay is HIGHLY similar to WoW, with the light-hearted yet still serious mood of Maplestory. It is a next-gen Japanese game, 3D, small community, fairly new (launched 08' I think) and is the future of free online gaming. Seriously.
It has VERY good graphics for a free game, a cash shop (lol of course), and dungeons like any other decent game. It has land and sea gameplay, in which you level a human character (4 different classes: Saint[Priests{light/dark}], Mercenary[Warrior], Explorer[Gunman], Noble[Magician]) and level your boat, which can be upgraded. I'd say it's pretty unique with the sea part of the game. You can spec your characters just like WoW, get different weapons, fish, upgrade armor, and more! They have events like other MMORPGs.
If you're poor and want a GREAT game to play, I highly recommend Florensia. It takes a day or two to fully get used to everything and be entirely comfortable with it. After that, obsession settles in...and then the wonderful addiction.
Us gamers are addicted to addiction...it's just so addicting...
What a vicious circle us gamers live...
The only thing I don't like about this game is that there are a fair number of quiet weirdly rude people. They're not really rude...just quiet to the point where it's awkward and feels rude... >.>

SO YES! If you're willing to wait a couple hours for the download and have a good enough comp for it, DEFINATELY download this baby. It's well worth it. ;)

~Wingedhamham~

Cinema! Kacha!

2009-02-18T23:26:00.002-05:00

Yes, yes...yes yes yes...yes. As the world knows, people go through...hmmm..."phases," I suppose. I've gone through my gaming phases, drawing phases, drama phases, all of those and such. Today, I would like to introduce to you my current phase ^^, :

Comedy!

Yeah. I've always been a big fan, but lately, it's been my main focus. Thank goodness for internet...it makes research and downloading and such so much easier. If you want to become an expert on planes you can EASILY do so by taking courses on the internet and flying on the internet. It's that easy! In fact, I am certified to fly a helicopter into a war zone ;D
Jk.
Anyway, back to my topic. The point is, I've been really into my two favorite comedians of ALL time: Jim Carrey and Andy Kaufman, who happen to share the same birthdays :D Both are all-time legends, totally unique, and most importantly...totally laugh-till-you-stain-your-panties-yellow funny. I swear.

So it all started when I bought a crap load of Jim Carrey movies:
Liar Liar
Both Ace Venturas
Truman Show
Dumb and Dumber
In Livin Color (tv)
and then Man on the Moon...

After watching Man on the Moon, I was vaguely introduced to this here Andy Kaufman fellow. I got curious, and thanks to youtube and google, found a CRAP LOAD of stuff about the guy! Since then, I've been watching many of his acts and I've got to say, this guy was wicked awesome. Elvis, foreign man, his drums, Mighty Mouse, The Great Gatsby, and TAXI!

Now, I really got into Taxi, and still am. I'm pretty damn pissed that Paramount has grown a big arse tumor and has decided they're not going to release seasons 4 and 5 until the apocalypse... However, I DO have season 3 and love every bit of it. TV has been my thing lately, and I thought I should just let all of you guys know because I love you all and care about you dearly...

NAHT!

Lulz attack.

Jk.

Jk again.

I only slightly like you. ;)

~Wingedhamham~

Ummm

2009-02-16T02:17:00.003-05:00

Sooo I pooped my pants today.
Jk.
It's still only 2 am, so I have plenty of time!
Jk. Again.
Damn, I'm good! :D

Herro world. I've been out forever...mainly because this blog is not read by any living creature in the world!...but that's okay with me. I don't mind talking to myself ^^, I do it all the time in front of mirrors when I really need help with my mental problems.
Lol. Jk. AGAIN!

Damn, I own.

Sooo yes.
Here's a picture.
Look.
Stare.
Eat.
Have fun.

Hello World

2008-08-25T16:49:00.002-04:00

Bored.
B-o-r-e-d.
How pointless it was to do that.
Obviously, if I can type it into the computer, I can spell it, right?
WRONG!
Naht.
Jk.
Or am I?

...

I need to do something more productive than argue with myself.
Maybe THEN I will find myself, and truly know who I am...
*eyes sparkle*

Then again...

NAHT!

~Wingedhamham~

p.s. I got another haircut this summer and I am now wearing...contacts.
Yep.
There's a LOT to update on here, but overall...
I've kinda left my gaming phase. I don't play anything much anymore. I mostly draw, now, or do digital art. Anthro is my main focus. It's really fun! ^.^
Aaaand, so yeah.

If you're still out there...

2008-08-19T17:26:00.005-04:00

http://thegreatcelloadventures.blogspot.com/

That is the blog for my practice journals.
Same ol' funny stuff, except for a grade in strings xD
So...have fun reading if you want to :3

MA HUR

2008-04-23T17:54:00.005-04:00

AAAAAAAAAAH!

2008-04-04T00:20:00.002-04:00

Okay peeple! This is killing me!
NO GUTS, NO GLORY!
NO PAIN, NO GAIN!

SOMEONE NEEDS TO PUT THESE INTO A SPECIFIC SOMEONE'S HEAD!

Also:
"Keep your legs closed."

SOMEONE NEEDS TO PUT THIS INTO A SPECIFIC SOMEONE'S HEAD! NAO!

Btw...
Did you know...
Scorpios and Cancers get along exceptionally well?
^-^

Damn, being a Scorpio = lots of jealousy. And Hell, I am feeling the hate. Burning in the hate. Consumed by the hate.
I'm so angry at a specific someone that needs to get a grip and just chill! STOP. IT.
UGH!!!!!!!

For those in my ring of friends, you know EXACTLY WHO AND WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT and it is SOOOOOOOOO frustrating.
Time for some more "Baby It's Fact"
...and late night depression!
:)

~Wingedhamham

Love

2008-03-11T00:44:00.000-04:00

I've gone from giddy, excited, disappointed, depressed, satisfied, then giddy all over again today. It's amazing what a boy can do, eh?
Shout out to Myles:
Thankies for all your help. You should seriously be a councelor or something lolz. You rokk sokks, mate!
It's late, and we have a robotics competition this weekend! AAAH! I also got SSBB and I rate it 10/10. Absolutely magnificent. I love that game with a burning passion. Take my game and I will kill you babies. So many babies. 400 BABIESSS!

Lol.

;)

~Wingedhamham~

Lost

2008-02-25T16:03:00.004-05:00

It's been strange today. It began as soon as I woke up. It wasn't the day that had a problem, it was me. I don't know what it is. I'm all shrugs.
I felt hollow today. Like someone had come at night and taken my heart from me. I can't explain it. I feel like I can't ... well, I don't really understand it at all. I somehow reasoned that there was no need for me to talk. I remained quiet for the whole day. I still smiled when my friends tried cheering me up, but it felt really strange. It was as if I was smiling only because of that joke. I wasn't happy. I wasn't anything. I was nothing inside. It has had me confused. I tried getting rid of it through anger, or something, but none of them work. None of them come out. I felt like I was just drifting. What was the purpose of joy? Did I really need it? I felt like I was lost in infinite thought over nothing. Nothing. Emptiness.
I hadn't noticed it before until I was walking home, how OCD I was being today. Usually, I'm not so bad, but it was horrific today. I began realizing how much I had been 'balancing' myself (as I call it). I have this system of equilibrium for my right and left. My right is usually dominant and claims the most territory. However, when I walk, spaces on the sidewalk are left as territory, but the cracks are special. They have extra significance and cannot be easily reversed. I stepped on a crack with my right, so I tried to do so with my left. I did. It didn't balance out. My right still felt over-dominating. That was odd. The whole time I walked home I was struggling to equal out my feet but I couldn't. If you saw me walking, I would have looked like I had broken legs. I tried crying because I had no idea what was going on, but I couldn't. How could I? I didn't have tears.
Maybe I just need something to do. Maybe. I've had a symphony in my head today. I've listened to the music over and over again. It has been the only hint of joy in my day, besides the return of the shadow of my bus that I was staring at. I have friends of course who were concerned, but I felt like I had no one. I sat there, with my music, and I still felt empty. I don't know why this is happening, or what caused it. I feel lost in myself. There's nothing to hold on to. Have you ever been so confused that you can't do anything? That your mind goes numb?
I feel like I've been searching for an answer and letting it pass at the same time. I filled my worriesome moments with work. I feel I did well in school today. At least this blank emotion hasn't affected my grades.

~Wingedhamham~

Maybe I'm tired or something. I hope so, if hoping helps.

In French Class

2008-02-20T14:15:00.002-05:00

I'm on a ghetto laptop! YESSS! Literally. It's old as old gets. =_=
The frame around the screen is like...2 in. thick. Yuck XP.
Let's see. ZOMFG WE HAVE GIRL SCOUT COOKIES! I brought two of the thankies ones to school. We also have the peanut butter patties at home that I have already began to slowly devour. >:)
I can't wait to go to my next class (HISTORYYY) because I think I did reeeeeeeeally ubers good on my test. I shall update when I get home just how awesomely I pwned it. Lol.
Some girl near us is watching something on cancer and she's like a deer in headlights watching it. In fact, not too long ago, she played this cool beans song with this little girl singing about how we should save the whales. It's so awesome. Something like, "Cuz if you save the whales, you save our planet too..." Lol. It's really cute but it seems the rest of the class finds it irritating <:( They've been yelling at her to turn it off. I encore such songs. :) I mean...it's saving our planet and stuff. Why NOT support it!? Lolz. Now she's watching whales body smash the seals and toss them around while eating their guts out ._.
OKAY!

~Wingedhamham~

Peace peeps!

Mutilation of my Right Hand

2008-02-18T20:16:00.004-05:00

Tis true as trueness gets. Tru dat.
Let's see...I'll list the injuries on my right hand in order:
1. My pinky is still healing from a deeeeep cut I got from trying to open a can. My pinky was sticking out and I was pulling the little thing on the can trying to pull the lid off (it was a can of tomato soup). It suddenly opened and quickly swiped my pinky. Ouch. It still hurts when I squeeze the spot, so it isn't completely healed. It's pinkish with that scar material skin stuff :P lol.
2. My thumb has a scab over a wee tiny cut, and a blotch where I internally bled. Lol. I was measuring something with a tape measure, and I accidentally let go. It came back and whiplashed my thumb. This was at robotics, so Fluff freaked out and was like YOU HAVE TO DISINFECT IT!!!!! ZOMFG! AAAAAH!
It's ok Fluff...I understand. You did it cuz you love me.
3. If you lay your palm onto the face of a table, I have an injuries on the right side, right under my pinky knuckle. It's a cut, along with a tiny one beneath the middle joint of my pinky. My poor poor pinky... This one is also from robotics. I put a PVC pipe into the vice grip and tried to punch it because we were going to drill holes through it. (Yeah, I know, it was a dumb thing to do, but I actually thought it would work). This wasn't a manual punch, so you have to put a lot of pressure before it clicks. I put a lot of weight into my hand and the PVC slipped so my hand slipped down really quickly and hit the vice grip. Well, that hunky metal thing isn't smooth, so it cut me in the two places. Yum. So I've used up so many bandaids on my right hand lol.

Funny thing is...my dominant hand is my right. Just...perfect, eh?
300 Moment: It's ok, God has been kind to give me two hands, in case something happened to the other. [This isn't a direct quote, it's a moment so chill!]

~Wingedhamham~

Don't worry. I'm not in the least bit of pain. You should've seen Fluff freak out though XD. Kate was with me when the 3rd one happened, and she was like, "Um, uh, I don't remember anything off of the slide." Because everything she told me I was like, "No Kate, I have to [insert blah blah here]." And she would be like, "Right..." Lolz. Yay for paying attention to the safety slides. Kudos to Fluff. She gets 5 brownie points for prepping me for my dismal future.

P.S. I got my internet back >:)

Greetings, Earthlings.

2008-02-14T13:37:00.001-05:00

I am back, from the outer space...vacuum. We have cleaned all the dust bunnies from within, and are returning to our families.

...

Just.

Kidding.

Yeah, I've been pretty busy so yep. I'll post some other time when I feel 'inspired.'

~Wingedhamham~

PEACE!

The Inner Me

2008-02-02T19:52:00.001-05:00

HECK YUS! Today was nerd day at school so I dressed up as the inner me. Sigh. So freakin hot...I love tube socks.

Lol.

-Wingedhamham-

My worst day ever goes on...

2008-02-02T19:52:00.000-05:00

Stupid bell.
Anyways, here's what happened AFTER the quiz:
There were 15 min. of class left so I got a note from the teacher to let me pick up the papers from my English, Science, and Math teachers. Joy.
I went out to my English teacher first. It turned out that she hadn't filled out any of it because she accidentally wrote her name in the wrong spot. Poop. I told her I needed to postmark it by tomorrow so she found out it was online and reprinted it. I told her I would come back later because I needed to get my other papers.
I ran up the stairs to the 3rd floor to my science teacher. Turned out he wasn't finished either. He had a couple questions he wanted to ask me to help him fill it out. I stood there for about 10 min. while he scribbled down the last two answers.
I left the room and went down to the 2nd floor and down to the opposite end of the hall to my math teacher. I went inside and to my dismay, I discovered she had left already. I was thinking, "Sh*t." Instead, it was my half-math teacher from last year! We spent 10 min. trying to figure out what to do because I NEEDED those papers. After that, she decided to just fill it out instead. OOOOF course someone had to come in and ask about our test tomorrow. After like the worst 20 min. of my life, the bell had rung and I bet my bus had left. The teacher finisshed filling out the paper and I ran out. I swear, I was ready to kill that girl. She would NOT stop asking questions!!!!!!!!
I ran back down the stairs to the first floor to my English teacher who handed me the papers completed. I ran back to my History class to see, lo and behold...my stuff inside the room. Okay, np. I tried to open the door. Door was locked. I was ready to kill someone. I ran down the hallway and asked a janitor for help. She told me to go back to the wing my History class was in and ask the other janitor that worked in that area. FINE. I ran back down. No one there. I found a teacher who told me to go to the other teacher, who kindly unlocked the door for me. I ran out and found that my guess was spot on and my bus had left me. Joy.
I called home and found out that my older bro was about to leave for work. He can't drive yet, so he hitches a ride. I asked if his friend could give me a ride too. He said, "Fine, I'll ask" after yelling at me, "Why didn't you get on the bus!?!?" Hahaha...why didn't I get on the bus...funny.
I stood outside for quite a bit and it was chilly. Windy more-like, but freezing air didn't feel good down my spine. I called home again to see if my brother had asked and my little brother told me he had left already. I tried calling my older brother twice but both times it didn't work. I nearly cried. Everything was going wrong.
At that moment, my older brother called me and told me that his friend would pick me up at the parking lot. Thank God. Thank you thank you thankies. His friend eventually came and I got a ride home. I feel guilty for all the trouble I caused people. I almost made my friend late, I made my teachers fill out those papers, my old teacher felt terrible that she couldn't help, and my brother's friend who barely knows me had to pick me up. Uff. A bad day for me makes everyone else's day bad too. :(

Good news: Friday was pretty good?

-Wingedhamham-

Okay, God. I get it.

2008-02-01T12:57:00.000-05:00

Man, God's slap lasts longer than any other slap you get. Even when the mark of the hand starts showing up, He still slaps! It hurts.
Okay, maybe I shouldn't blame God. It's the Fates' faults.
Okay okay, it's my fault.
What is my fault?

WELLLL! Prepare for a tragedy, because it felt like one.

Yesterday, I woke up at 8:09 am. School begins at 8:30 am. I didn't eat breakfast and I barely fixed myself. My neighbors that I carpool with have a son that goes to the middle school, which begins at 8:11 am. Hmm. So, they went to drop him off while I got ready. My neighbor was calling me and the second time was the one that woke me up and I answered. My family had left the house and I was alone. Gee, thanks for noticing I wasn't awake yet. No problem.
My neighbor ended up picking me up at MY house (uff, I feel so guilty) after coming back from the middle school. So by the time we got to school, it was pretty late. We got out of the car after the stoplight and power-walked to our classes. I felt terrible that I would make my neighbor late to her first class. I was already getting a ride from them, and I had no right to make her late. Fortunately enough, I found out today that she made it in time. I, however, wasn't as fortunate. I missed it by 20 seconds, but the subtitute (noob face) marked me as tardy. PSHA.
But. The horrible thing about me coming into my first class was that I had to urgently speak to my teacher. Figures she was absent today. The sub said she would be back later that day, so that was..."fortunate." I stressed about my chemistry test that day and barely filled out my review sheet for the math test (which was today). In the next class, my stress kept me from focusing, and I messed up a bit >.< Of course, the peeps behind me and next to me (I donno bout the other people) were saying, "OMG, she messed UP!?" Yeah, sorry, I'm human, kids.
Let's see...third period wasn't so bad, but my lack of breakfast was making me hungry. In fourth period, my tummy was growling. It tooketh the test and finished in time. Finally, some luck.
In fifth period, my teacher was also absent so we were given worksheets to fill out. I blogged.
Sixth period...my teacher was absent so we were given busy busy work (ugh). I worked on that instead of studying for the reading quiz the next class. Dangit. I needed to study.
Seventh period came and we tooketh the quiz. Yay. I didn't know two of them, but we had a sub in the end of the class because my teacher left early. He gave us extra time so I managed to change an answer.

g2g bell!

~Wingedhamham~

Crash

2008-01-31T00:36:00.000-05:00

I guess it all began with the way I was raised. All my life my paretns told me what, how, and when to do things. My job was to bey without questin. It was "Do your hommework, practice your cello, do your chores, go to bed." Consequently, that was how I behaved, even in school. I was shy because no one told me I could talk. They left me to grow with my training wheels.
Ever since sophomore year started, it's been, "What college will you go to?" or "what do you want to major in?" and "What colleges will you visit?" etc. All these choices were plastered onto my face and I couldn't breathe. I still can't. I'm the person who can't say yes. It's always a maybe, or I-don't-know-what-do-you-think? For years I could never and still can't make a decision by myself without doubting it. The thing is: if you tell me to do it, it will get done. My training wheels were ripped from me at the beginning of high school and to this day I can barely crawl. I'm so lost and the world won't wait for me.
As you know, I'm applying for a special boarding school for math and science. If told to, I would attend without a doubt. Thing is, my parents tell me it's "my choice." For days I wondered, "Is it right to leave behind my friends, home, music, and now robotics team?" It took me two years to get comfortable in school again when we first moved here, and I don't see this as any different. Problem is, I'll be out of the school in two years this time.
Today, I was asking my dad whether we were moving for sure or not. He kept asking me why it mattered. I told him if we were moving for sure, I would go to the boarding school wihout a doubt. If we weren't moving, it'd be a maybe. I'm not so willing to give up my life here. My dad doesn't get what I'm feeling. He hears every word, then brushes it off and repeats his point. He told me I wasn't getting better in strings; I was getting worse for my level. I hate talking with my parents about life. Hell, it's awkward to talk about my period to my mom. My dad also said that leaving robotics wouldn't be bad because the boarding school will be much more advanced in that. See, it's not JUST that. Yes, I don't want to leave the programs, but it's also the people. I've had a war in my mind fighting over what to do. He said I was all talk. I set high goals but nothing happens. I couldn't stand listening to this again so I left and sat in my room. That's when he said it. He said, "My children are smart, but watch, they'll be disappointments."
Parents use reverse psychology often to motivate their kids, but honestly, it doesn't work for me and my brothers. As soon as my dad said that, I felt my eyes heat up. I grabbed clothes and ran into my bathroom and locked the door. I turned on the shower to block out my sobs. I was a disappointment. I was all talk. I am an ass-kissing loser who raises the bar to the point I can't reach it and just leave. I am a joke.
I cried until the frustration turned into anger and my heart ceased to bleed. He had cut me inside. It's alright. THis wasn't the only time I had let him down.

Just another scar. The truth always hurts.

~Wingedhamham~

Song of the moment: "Perfect" by Simple Plan
Listen to it. Understand it. Understand me.

p.s. Please don't leave "pity party" comments. This post was a channel for my sorrow, not an invitation for sorrys.

T-SHIRT DESIGN!

2008-01-30T13:19:00.000-05:00

It's pretty much an inside joke.

BUT. Tell me what you thinks.

Forgetful Thoughts...

2008-01-30T12:57:00.000-05:00

No, this is NOT an insightful post. Just a heads up ^-^

Anyways, Fluff will kill me by the end of this post so read this carefully.

At lunch, the robotics team (WOOT) sells Chipwiches as a fundraiser for our Spirit Week! Well, I love helping out with that kind of stuff so I'm there whenever we're selling these delicious delightful delicacies. Today, Elliot stole his second Chipwich. He will pay us back tonight at the plays Fluff and I will be watching since we will be selling concessions as well for robotics. Teehee.
So! After lunch ended we had to put away the cart. The teacher who usually stores it in her room was absent today (probably contemplating how to steal our chipwiches next time that cart of heaven comes squeaking into her room [jk]) so we had to put in the police man dude's room. I put my stuff on the cart, usually my textbook because it's just so darn heavy. So we put away the cart, said our goodbyes, and began walking towards this class. WEEEEEEEEELL! The other day I had forgotten my book on the cart and Fluff was like, "OMGGGGGGGG!!! Yoo so stoopid. Shame. Shame you. You shame!" (Quote possibly may have been modified due to inaccurate memory).
I had stopped in the middle of the hallway (we hadn't walked that far) and just froze. Then I turned around and ran towards the room.
WELL. Todaaay, the same thing happened, but we had walked a bit farther today. I noticed that all I had with me was my bag and bocks uhv chock-lits so SOMETHING was missing. I remembered and once again ran back to the room. Fluff gave me the death stare. Lol. She was ready to beat me to death with her bocks uhv chock-lits. She said she wouldn't be my friend anymore if I forgot again (she was kidding I think XP) so I said, "That means I'll just have to beat you to death with my bocks uhv chock-lits. NO WITNESSES. Teehee!" I don't know if I was kidding...

HAH!
I gotcha!
I WAS jk.

...or was I?

*Dum dum DUUUMMMMM*

~Wingedhamham~
*stands creepily like a stalker, grinning, holding a bocks uhv chock-lits.

Red Overalls?

2008-01-29T13:07:00.000-05:00

Okay, the world needs more overalls. I spent forever trying to find a website selling red cloth overalls (however simple they may be!) for my awesome outfit. What outfit, you ask? WELL.
Next week is our school's SPIRIT WEEK! :D:D:D Monday is Preppy day (wth?) and so forth. On WEDNESDAAAAY, it's "Celebrity/Character Day." HEEEELL YEAAAAH! Hah YER doin'!? So on that day, I plan to dress up as the one and only...HELLO KITTY! Yeaaaah. I'm planning on wearing red overalls, a green or white shirt under that, white stockings, white arm-warmers, and of course...A HUGE RED BOW IN MY HAIR! Teehee X3. Hell yeah it's gonna rock socks! Teehee. Omg I just typed teehee again! :O Oh noz! The guidance councelor has just called for me so I shall have to update when I get home!

:D

~Wingedhamham~

For a bad Blogger...

2008-01-28T13:20:00.001-05:00

I friggin' pwn. I'm the one with limited internet access and yet...hehehe. I know. I'm going to die some day being the rebel that I am.
*Gets shot*

WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?

*BANG*

My eyeeeeeeeee! AAAAAAAAAAAH!

*PANG*

You shot my leg, damnit! Curse yoooo!

*BANG BANG BANG BOOM KABLOOOOOOOOOOM!*

I lost all my limbs but I'm still alive...Oh, the blood I've lost. Aaaargh...

*WEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo....BOOM!*

...
...

~Wingedhamham~ RIP

Hah YER doin'!?

2008-01-28T12:58:00.000-05:00

"Late at night, I toss and I turn, and I dream of what I need...!"

Yeah. I wasn't dreaming of what I needed, but more like having nightmares. Ugh. I woke up every hour or so. It was hooooooorrid. Aieee.
I was having this nightmare about today's English quiz on Early Romanticism! Sigh, how romaaaantic. No. Not. It is indeed something to fear. I kept mixing the quizzes up with History class. We took the quiz but in the way we do in History which is fill in the blank and what not (they're really really hard too). My teacher looked through them (some white chick I had never seen in my life) and right before she got to mine, I woke up. But BEFORE that, I had some weird creepy dream about periods and I ripped someone's pad out and took it or something...to use it as my own. Now wait a second. Do not freak out. I would never ever imagine doing that...I only...have nightmares about it...? Anyways. It made sense at the time in the nightmare. I don't know.
Scarlet was in this and I saw her quiz was like a 38 or something. No, she did not get a 38 on a quiz in RL, she just HAPPENED to be in my nightmare. DANGIT CHILL OUT! I'M NOT FREAKIN OUT, YOU'RE FREAKIN' OUT! STOP YELLING!

:D

Jk.

But yeah. That's a horrible night of Hamham for yous guys. I have no idea what caused these nightmares except for the quiz today. *Shudders*

How YOU doin'!? ---Ok...no more Norbit for me.

~Wingedhamham~

HOW YOU DOIN'!? lol. sorry

Coughing Fit!!! :D

2008-01-25T16:08:00.000-05:00

Oh yeah, you know it. In history class we were taking our test on the "Making of a World Market," Chapter 14! Of course, I'm still sick and what nots. I was getting a headache in 3rd period from coughing too much. By the time I hit 7th period, (history) I had developed that "inner phlegm" within my throat. Now, as you all know, the inner phlegm is difficult to get out. SOOOO...I was coughing for like 10 minutes, my face was getting red, my throat was this close to bleeding, and my teacher was pretty much staring at me. He mouthed, "You need water?" I was choking on my own throat by then so all I did was nod and point my thumb behind me towards the door. He nodded and I ran out and down the hallway coughing out my lungs. Sounds fun, eh? It wasn't. Good thing I knew the material for the test so losing the time wasn't so bad. I was in the bathroom coughing, I drank water, but I knew that the cause was the inner phlegm. Finally, it came out into my mouth (oh, it hurt me more than it's hurting you to read this) and I was home-free. I came back in and finished my test with my pride barely scratched! Lol.
But yeah. I'm coughing as I type this lol. There is no hidden phlegm atm, but I bet it's gonna pop up again some time soon. Heehee.
Oh! Something nasty happened in Engineering today again. Lol, no...this was literally nasty...not "mind in the gutter" kind of nasty. I as you know am sick (damnit) so I felt a sneeze come up. No one likes sneezing in their hands, so I sneezed onto my sleeve. Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad idea. I looked at my sleeve and lo and behold...TWO FRIGGIN' HUNKS OF PHLEGM! Yeah. I said, "Euuuuoooooeee" and Curb looked at my arm. We laughed so hard (in disgust). I took out a tissue and just wiped it off. Let's just say I didn't wear my sweater for the rest of the day. Good thing I was wearing a shirt I liked! :D My yoshi shirt saying, "Come Take A Free Ride" with the yoshi with his shell as a saddle. Heehee. Come be my baby mario guys!

~Wingedhamham~

P.S. I have now bought 5 chipwiches...that = 5 x 1.50 = $7.50 worth of sugar.
...
DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG!

Love the Laptop!

2008-01-24T17:38:00.000-05:00

My love for laptops has increased. My desperation has led me to resort to my only source to the internet at home without worrying about my padre reading my emails...the Frere's laptop. Yeah, I just mixed Spanish and French again, fooz. Beat dat! TRU DAT!
SO yeah. I bought two chipwiches at school today and donated 50 cents because we were lacking the coins. Too many people give like 5 bills and junk. So in case you were wondering...a Chipwich is like so:
Two home-made chocolate chip cookies with a chocolate or vanilla creamy icing filling.
Yeah. Yum. As Curb said, "This is orgasmic." So step right up and buy your very own orgasmic cookies! Just 1.50 for an orgasm like never before!
ANYways...I bought a vanilla one for lunch because I forgot my lunch at home. Good thing I had a 10 with me. So I bought a chocolate one afterwards but it only lasted for half a period. As soon as Curb came in, I split it with her and Fluff. We savoured the taste. Good gosh they're just...mmm. It's so sweet it's not even funny. You eat it and you say, "I want to get fat, right now." The Krispy Kreme diet is NOTHING compared to these :D

So, I should cut back because fat is not something I plan on gaining. However, I still live life to the fullest. I eat what I want when I want...but I think I'll just have a chocolate bar tomorrow. After that...no more sweets...maybe some icecream for dessert after dinner though... >_>

~Wingedhamham~

*smiles as teeth fall out from eating sweets*

Still Sick

2008-01-24T13:06:00.000-05:00

And worse than yesterday. Uff.
Last night I went to our robotics meeting and I helped draw out the electricity schematic. Yeah...I was a little lost.
Once fluff left, it was me and Kate left. We laughed 80% of the time, I coughed for 10% of the time, we ate animal crackers 5% of the time, I drew 3% of the time, and we worked on the schematic...2% of the time. Lol. We took forever trying to figure out how to fit the whole thing onto the paper. I learned what the Relays, Drives (PWM), Circuit Breaker Panel (Fuse Panel), and the Circuit Breaker were for and how they worked! YAAY! It's still a little hazy on how we're going to wire this bot but I'm sure we'll figure out...something.
So yes, about the animal crackers. Everytime I reached in for one, I always ended up getting this gorilla, or monkey. The thing with the monkey was...Ok...well I was fine with eating them...it's just that the monkeys look like they had had a boob job or something. I mean, male or female, they were big pecs/manboobs/womanly juggys. It was a naked monkey so it was probably a male. How inappropriate! If I wanted cookies AND milk I would've poured myself a glass and ate some cookies. Geez.
So anyways, Kate kept getting the Lions and Tigers that I wanted to eat. We were laughing at how fate insisted on me eating the furry monkeys. Lol. I told her it wasn't fair because fur is WORTH MORE than Plastic, dangit! Not cool.

So yep. But for now, peace doods.

~Wingedhamham~

P.s. still looking for a new project.

Drats!

2008-01-23T13:26:00.001-05:00

Caught red-handed last night :P
It seems my father is now monitoring who is connected to our network. Poop. I guess the only internet I get is if my brother isn't home or something >.>

NEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!

~Wingedhamham~

Sits in closet crying.

RIP Heath Ledger

2008-01-22T20:01:00.000-05:00

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I cannot express the woe I'm feeling at the moment. A light inside of me just died. I never knew the man, but he was in one of my favourite films, "A Knight's Tale." I will make sure I watch Batman and see him in his final movie. God bless you Heath Ledger! You will be missed. *Sob*
...
...
This is so depressing. He chose his movies well, and he was a great actor. Not to mention he was a gorgeous man. He had a huge future ahead of him. Why do the good die young?

~Wingedhamham~

*sob* ;_;

Sicko

2008-01-22T12:54:00.000-05:00

Yes, I am indeed sick. Yuck. Sick and yuck share "ck."
But yeah, my parents are forcing me to take pills (Tylenol) day and night to "help me heal faster." Bah. You can't cure the cold / cough. The only thing the pills do is make you "feel" better. What you don't know doesn't hurt you, right? However, for me, pills only make me feel worse. I'd rather cough than have a horrible headache and a tummy near puking. Yeah. I swear, I can't take the pills. I get woozy and I feel like if I eat anything I'll upchuck a week's worth of meals. Yeah, I know..."ewww."
My dad and I got in this argument about the amount of pills I was supposed to take. Usually I take one, but he said, "No, you're supposed to take 2." I fear overdose with a passion, even if I took 3 pills by accident. It turned out that I was supposed to take 2 every 4 hours. Good grief! So after 12 hours, I'm made out of 6 pills. >.< Yeeeech. If you know me at all, you will know that I'd rather take pain than take any kind of drugs. And if you were there while I was on drugs, you would know that I probably am making a good choice by choosing NOT to take the drugs. If I'm weird enough now, I don't want to promote it >:P
So yeah. Mhm...
...
...
Oh, let's not forget! Our beloved AP World History teacher (in his infinite wisdom) has decided to "catch us up" by giving us a test today, quiz tomorrow, quiz the next day, and another test the day after that (along with the study guide due that day). He is evil. People say he is evil. But...deep down insides...I know there is a crying child. We need to reach inside, and comfort that crying child, and win over our teacher's heart. :)

I will write my will shortly after this is posted in case any of his students would like to murder me.

~Wingedhamham~
<3 Yay for world peace.

*BANG*

*falls off chair with bullet in head*

A Different Kind of Wings

2008-01-21T11:45:00.003-05:00

Who said Hamham couldn't be winged for a different reason? I don't see why not...

Alright. Here's the original! :

Gallery!!!

2008-01-19T21:17:00.000-05:00

I think there's a gallery feature somewhere but I'm so lazy and old-fashioned I shall rebel and just put it in a post! :D

Caboose, you ASKED for lots of sparkles...so THERE~!

Zomg, evil side of Caboose!

Hell yeah that's a polar bear.

ZOMFG!!!

2008-01-18T14:08:00.000-05:00

For every glorious day of my life, it must end in a fuc*ing disaster! ZOMFG!
Right. So yesterday, we did in fact have a snow day! yaaay! I stayed inside the whole time, worked on some of my homework, practiced for my audition, and I played Maplestory the rest of the time (HECK YES!). I got the message "You have been playing Maplestory for 8 hour(s). We suggest you take a break." HAW. Well, technically I was only logged for 8 hours because I just never closed it out. I just did stuff and left it open.
ANyways. I didn't finish my homework, so I guess that's the reason my dad grounded me and once again, unplugged my eternet (yes, I call it eternet). He said the other day, "If you stay up late again because of the computer and it isn't homework...you'll see." Well, I'm a-looking and I'm not a-seeing it fathur. It was 9:00 pm and I was in freakin bed. Yes, bed.

PSH

Well, bell rang, so cya lates budddddddys.

~Wingedhamham~

Okay, this is an add-on. I'm on my bro's laptop! XD Anyways, yes, I am grounded. I think I will confront my fasha and see exactly the reason for my...intervention...again. PFFFFF. SO!
Here is a word out to my curb. Today we were in engineering, and fluffyfan was doing her "thang" and intently paying attention to our teacher. We were to learn to create decals! YAAAYZZ! SO! Our teacher told us to make a circle, finish sketch, and then extrude it 4 in. SO! We did that, and when extruded, it was pretty zoomed in. Noticing this, curb said, "Wow, that's a big 4 inches!" So I...being the horribly scarred child that I am, replied with a, "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!!" So yah.
Then my teacher said, "Yeah, to make the decal, you need a smooth, hard surface." I once again whispered, "That's what she said." Curb and I were laughing so hard, and the oblivious fluff laughed a little, but did not find it as funny as we did. Poor Fluff...thou art not tainted yet. :)

~Wingedhamham~

Well cya guys, until next post!

51st Post!

2008-01-14T13:04:00.000-05:00

Last night...er...this morning more-like...Fluff, Misty and I had a sleep-over! :D
Well, as we all know, the definition of a sleep over is like so and such as:
sleep-oh-vur; To not sleep at someone else's house.
HUZZAH! Copyright that, will you James?
Anyways, Fluff, being the weak one that she is (teehee <3), went to bed at like 2 or something...SOOOO, Misty and I kept youtubing and then we watched Me, Myself, and Irene. I love that movie because I can relate to Charlie and Hank... :) Lol jk.
Right. So let's back up. Before all of this, Me, Fluff, Misty, Mr. Stiffles, Fluff's Dad (to get us in), Lem, Garrett, and Misty's mom went to the movie theatres to watch Sweeney Todd! I swear, my eyes were watering at the end. It is sooo tragic. You don't want it to end, but it has to, and you can only say, "That was a perfect finish." Absolutely beautiful. AAAAAND Johnny Depp is beautiful as well, though you can tell he isn't really a singer, he still pulls it off! :D:D:D:D So afterwards, we were left at the house with my parents and we pretty much did whatever. We couldn't play Wii *grrr* because my parents were watching TV and what not...so yeah. Oh, and a message to Myles! You're beautiful!
Ok anyways, Misty and I stayed up waay past Fluff up to 6 am, and before then we were sharing videos. So, she showed me this video of the j-rock band SID and their song Otegami. She showed me the pogi Aki, the guitarist who looked like he er...really loved his guitar. He's gorgeous...

So um, here is a picture for Misty, of that man who licks his shoulder and likes the vibrations of his guitar. Yum. I give you...AKIIIII!!!!11one

A Tougher Project...

2008-01-12T18:18:00.001-05:00

Well, this one was kinda difficult. If requested, I'll post steps I took to create this, but for now, I'll just explain it. WMV = wow model viewer, and everytime you see "edit," I did that on Irfanview.
Got picture
Trimmed out person
Cut out face, Darken face, Replace face
Edit whole person (Enhance colours, median filter)

Take Screenshot of forest
Screenshot tree from WMV
Paste tree to paint, edit tree (enhance colours)
Replace tree
Cut new tree and place on forest screenshot
Cut and paste person onto forest

Create stance for lion
Cut lion and paste onto MS Paint
Edit lion
Paste onto MS Paint
Place lion on forest

The rest was pretty much getting the full product and putting it into WoW model viewer and adding the faded black on the corners, and the red glow around his sword. Aaaand, that's it!

For Myles

2008-01-11T22:33:00.001-05:00

You had a huge picture up and I couldn't resist. I hope you like it! (It's my Caboose btw in case you couldn't recognize the face).

~Wingedhamham~

This is Omegan and his pet Tiger!

2008-01-10T21:28:00.001-05:00

Yeah...I used MS Paint, WoW Model Viewer 5.0.8, and Irfanview. Yep. I have nothing to actually blend them or anything. Took me a bit of time, but not much. If you have a picture that you want pimped-out, send it to me, tell me the theme you want, and I'll do my best! :D

~Wingedhamham~

Not only have I TRIPPED...

2008-01-08T19:10:00.000-05:00

I have fallen flat on my face! This month is horrible and it's coming waaay too fast. Yeah yeah yeah, you'll say, "It's because you spend too much time blogging." Well, guess what? I don't care!
So let's break it down. We had 3 school days to prep for our mid-term exams, and today was the beginning. I had to take my HARDEST exam today, of COURSE! But the great thing is, it wasn't as hard as I thought it'd be...I mean, the questions were straight-forward so I zoomed through it fairly quickly ;)
However! This isn't the end. We have 1st and 6th period exams tomorrow, 2nd and 5th (easy day), and then 3rd and 4th (brain will implode that day). So yeah...
Not to mention I have my seating auditions for my youth orchestra on Sunday and robotics meetings throughout this week and a 1 in a lifetime opportunity to get extra credit for my hardest class. So yeah.
Next weekend I have my chair/entry audition for All-state! Yaay! So I don't know how that's going to come out. It'll most likely be terribly horrible. *Twitch*
So yes, this blog is just a 'HAY THERE' post to tell you guys how much stress is going to build up on me as time goes by. Joy.

~Wingedhamham~

Psychology 101

2008-01-06T22:43:00.000-05:00

Me and my guild leader were bored and chitchatting yesterday. As you all know, I'm quite random (hah). So, being the inquisitive and curious hamster that I am, I had to bring up that question everyone dreads answering for it leads into the longest debate ever. So as you guessed, we had one. More of a session. Here's the partially cut part of it because we got into religion and I don't want to stress about that.

Wingedhamham: I know this is a litttttle random
Wingedhamham: but
Wingedhamham: I seriously don't get the point of: "If a tree falls and no one is there to hear it, did it fall?"
Lord Omegan: your coo coo for coco puffs?
Wingedhamham: ugh those are nasty
Lord Omegan: the question is: If a tree fall and no one hears it does it make a sound?
Lord Omegan: which is the question of realilty and does existence exist only because i think it does
Wingedhamham: oh right right
Wingedhamham: ok well
Lord Omegan: 1 sec while you think about that
Wingedhamham: ?
Wingedhamham: OBVIOUSLY you just stated the tree fell....and OBVIOUSLY it has been stated that everything makes a noise when it comes in contact with something
Wingedhamham: WELL, in that case, the tree DID make a noise!
Wingedhamham: I mean, if I threw a rock into the woods, then covered my ears...did it make a noise? YES it made one, I just didn't hear it.
Wingedhamham: But, how did you know the tree fell at all if no one could hear it? UNLESS, a blind man was there for some reason and watched it fall.
Wingedhamham: But if you couldn't hear it, and you weren't blind, then you didn't witness the fall
Wingedhamham: THUS! The question cannot support itself and is of no sense at all!
Lord Omegan: ok enteresting -
Wingedhamham: :P
Lord Omegan: you missed the entire point of the question
Wingedhamham: did i take it too literally?
Lord Omegan: if a tree falls and noone heard it - how do you know it makes a sound?
Lord Omegan: no one hears it - so can't validate that it makes a noise
Wingedhamham: yes u can
Wingedhamham: it fell
Lord Omegan: seeeeeee?
Lord Omegan: but does just falling make noise or does the noise only exist because we heard it?
Wingedhamham: i guess it's like colours
Wingedhamham: it's only blue cuz we say it is
Lord Omegan: or does your blue match mine?
Wingedhamham: it's an opinion?
Lord Omegan: its a matter of poerson - see there is no real way to validate information we can't confirm
Lord Omegan: so these things because a matter of person
Lord Omegan: we cant confirm colors, taste smell or sound - each person may expereince something totally unique to them
Lord Omegan: get it?
Wingedhamham: yeah
Wingedhamham: buuut
Wingedhamham: if you already said that no one heard it, what is there to compare?
Wingedhamham: Something that doesn't exist, doesn't exist
Wingedhamham: which is the sound
Wingedhamham: wait
Wingedhamham: you can't compare the fact with the opinion
Wingedhamham: because you already said it fell
Wingedhamham: omg
Wingedhamham: WHO THE HECK ASKED THIS QUESTION ANYWAYS!?
Lord Omegan: but you cant call personal expereince of sense a fact
Wingedhamham: so now you're questioning the sense of hearing itself
Wingedhamham: do we really hear things?
Wingedhamham: or do we think we're hearing it?
Lord Omegan: does sound exist only when you hear it?
Wingedhamham: no it always exists
Wingedhamham: because u said it did
Lord Omegan: can you prove that?
Wingedhamham: what's there to prove?
Lord Omegan: in my world i call yout yellow blue - its what i consider to be the tone of that color
Wingedhamham: you just said it
Lord Omegan: can you prove it?
Wingedhamham: you said it as a fact
Wingedhamham: you asked your question
Wingedhamham: based on that statement
Lord Omegan: no i'm asking to validate things we think are true
Lord Omegan: this is all Psyc 101
Wingedhamham: we "think" are true?
Wingedhamham: as in
Wingedhamham: an excuse for something?
Lord Omegan: no "we think" as in there is no real way to validate these answers
Wingedhamham: well
Wingedhamham: when people ask for an explanation
Wingedhamham: and we can't explain it
Wingedhamham: cuz we only "think"
Wingedhamham: then that's an excuse
Wingedhamham: right?
Wingedhamham: or is it a lie?
Wingedhamham: then does that mean we live a lie?
Lord Omegan: what?
Lord Omegan: ok stay focus girl
Lord Omegan: in a left field conversation only you can go father to the left
Wingedhamham: ?
Lord Omegan: *farther
Lord Omegan: and we can't explain it cuz we only "think" then that's an excuse
Wingedhamham: uuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh
Lord Omegan: what existed 1st existance or the dream?
Wingedhamham: isn't that what I've been saying
Wingedhamham: ?
Wingedhamham: What do you mean dream?
Lord Omegan: the dream of existance
Wingedhamham: what dream?
Lord Omegan: do we exist?
Lord Omegan: or are we in a dream?
Wingedhamham: only because...we say we do?
Lord Omegan: Who is thr dreamer?
Wingedhamham: notice how almost everything we're saying ends in a question mark?
Wingedhamham: So we're questioning reality...
Lord Omegan: always
Lord Omegan: is reality real or a fiction of my imagination?
Wingedhamham: So...
Wingedhamham: just because we can feel, hear, see...it doesn't mean it's really there
Lord Omegan: lol of course not
Lord Omegan: you only thinks it there because you beileve its there.
Lord Omegan: remove the belief and what do you have?
Wingedhamham: ...

Lord Omegan: You also believe that you computer is real right?
Wingedhamham: ...
Wingedhamham: yeeeesss....
Wingedhamham: Oooooh!
Wingedhamham: Wait!
Wingedhamham: So if you asked why I believed it was true, I would say, "Because I can touch it."
Wingedhamham: BUT!
Wingedhamham: What is touch but a...
Wingedhamham: a um...
Lord Omegan: come one :D
Wingedhamham: a something
Wingedhamham: that
Wingedhamham: aaaaaaaaaah
Lord Omegan: I think you are almost most there
Wingedhamham: I can taste it...
Wingedhamham: wait
Wingedhamham: Nvm
Wingedhamham: If I can taste it that proves nothing
Wingedhamham: Because
Wingedhamham: the senses are what make us think it's reality
Wingedhamham: but what is reality without depending on the senses
Wingedhamham: to prove it!
Wingedhamham: ...is that close?
Lord Omegan: kinda -
Wingedhamham: crap
Wingedhamham: that's a no
Lord Omegan: see you have to look at it like this -
Lord Omegan: Maybe its not real
Lord Omegan: maybe it doesn't exist
Lord Omegan: you're relying on your sense to confirm the reality
Lord Omegan: but what if the realilty wasn't real?
Lord Omegan: then what would you have?
Wingedhamham: your senses
Wingedhamham: which
Wingedhamham: are then useless?
Wingedhamham: it just leads you to a belief?
Lord Omegan: riiiiiiiight
Wingedhamham: wait, as in
Wingedhamham: that's right right?
Lord Omegan: lol
Wingedhamham: as in
Wingedhamham: you're not being sarcastic?
Wingedhamham: and i got it...right?
Wingedhamham: is it even RIGHT!?
Wingedhamham: How do we know that it IS right?
Wingedhamham: I guess the "right" answer can't be proven
Lord Omegan: BINGO!
Lord Omegan: Thats the question
Wingedhamham: o.o
Lord Omegan: and the answer is we don't
Wingedhamham: so the right answer is a question?
Lord Omegan: there is no right answer
Lord Omegan: thats the whole point
Wingedhamham: oooh
Lord Omegan: if a tree fall and no one here's it does it make a sound? the only answer is " I dont know, does it?"
Wingedhamham: seee!
Wingedhamham: so the answer IS a question
Lord Omegan: right
Wingedhamham: it just isn't right
Wingedhamham: i guess it all makes sense now
Wingedhamham: wait
Wingedhamham: it...DOESN'T make sense
Wingedhamham: because what is sense!?
Wingedhamham: @.O
Lord Omegan: ok that was whack!
Lord Omegan: lol
Wingedhamham: eep >_<
Lord Omegan: lol
Wingedhamham: that's crazy
Wingedhamham: years of therapy trying to understand that
Lord Omegan: lol you have a heads up for your next creative writing class
Wingedhamham: pff
Wingedhamham: kinda like a giant candy cane that stole a christmas list of a child, turned it into an origami eye remover and ripped the eyes out of the sockets of your friend
Lord Omegan: uh - yea what she said
Wingedhamham: ?
Wingedhamham: she being me right?
Wingedhamham: unless
Wingedhamham: you're talking about a nonexistent female
Lord Omegan: you are a she
Wingedhamham: that only exists
Lord Omegan: i think
Wingedhamham: cuz u said so
Wingedhamham: THINK SO!?
Wingedhamham: *pimp slaps Omegan*
Wingedhamham: oh waaait
Wingedhamham: you can't say I am because I'm only female because we say we're female
Wingedhamham: but really
Wingedhamham: is there such thing as a female?
Lord Omegan: damn I'm good
Lord Omegan: :-D
Wingedhamham: o_O?
Lord Omegan: you finally got it -
Wingedhamham: got "it?"
Lord Omegan: the concept is to "question" everything - thats the only way we grow
Wingedhamham: is it questioning
Wingedhamham: or is it doubting...
Lord Omegan: its questioning to find the answer
Lord Omegan: doubting is just to deny
Wingedhamham: doubting isn't denying
Wingedhamham: It's biased questioning

There's a bit of the wise Omegan for you. He really needs to be a teacher. I mean...seriously. Lol. If you got bored and didn't finish reading it and just commented after scrolling to the bottom...then poo on you. That has some deep stuff. Oh, and pardon the spelling errours. Hehehe.
Oh, and Myles, you should recognize that this is in fact Omegan, because no one can complicate anything like he can. Makes the brain hurt.

Hello Again! I have left the closet!

2008-01-04T23:17:00.000-05:00

WELL HAH! Guess what I just bought that you will so totally be jealous about!?
We went to Animal World or whatever it's called and no, I did not buy a hamster. Anyways, we (me and my coolest bestest foreverest cousin) went inside and bought some Nintendo gear! WOO! I bought this sweeeet keychain of Yoshi on a skateboard and whenever you hit it, it lights up. I KNOW! The lights are red and blue and it swirls around the edge of the skateboard. The best part of it all is...YOU CAN GET A SEIZURE! My cousin and I were in the car and it was dark because we were on our way home after a long day at the mall. So we try out our keychains and WEE! Swirling vortex of happy colours! @.@
So yeah, she got a keychain too but hers is pretty dang beast. It's for a phone, though. Hers is a red and white mushroom that has a sweet light show when you hit it, and it comes with this...er...belt thing that could wrap around a thumb with blocks having pictures of Mario stuff... >_>

So yes. Now for some updates on my recent "likes." Well, I've really been into youtubing. My cousin showed me this awesome video called "How to be Gangster." If you have the slightest sense of humour, WATCH IT! It's by Nigahiga who recently got sponsored (yay). They also made "How to be Ninja" and "How to be Emo" and some other HILARIOUS stuff! I kiss their feet in comedy videos. Plus! They're azn! Yeeeah, and Higa is ubers buffs and cute. So yes. Gotta love your funny azns, though his accent throws you off sometimes.
ALSO! I have come to like "Ask a Ninja"!!! I know, what's up with all of the Ninja and Azn crap? But really, this guy is fuunnny! I watched the one about his movie and omg I could not stop laughing with that migraine I had from trying to follow the plot! HAHAHA! Another must-see.
In other news, it's 2008! We got back from break and that morning of our first day of school, I swear...I was about to get a hammer and destroy my alarm clock. I got up ubers early and everything so I could pack everything up and enjoy my cereal. I, too, would like to see Sweeney Todd. Looks like a beast of a movie and the world has said so. I gotta plan something for that >.>

So, let's see. This month I have auditions for so many things for my cello that it makes me want to scream, considering we have MID-TERM EXAMS! NOOOO! I forgot like everything for every class so NOW I'm PANICKING! You may not know it, but I pressed the delete button like 20x trying to type NOW. I kept typing NoW, NNOW, NOw, etc etc etc...

OH! Let's not forget. I have quit WoW! True dat. It's been getting boring, people are leaving, and it just isn't the same. So I'm back to the free MMORPG of Maplestory! It's this adorable chibi 2d game almost exactly like WoW! The only thing is it lacks races (but still has classes), and pvp. Other than that, you can quest, pq (player quest aka instances), and there's awesome events! I am currently a lvl 25 bow-woman. Yep. I got some leet gear. I'll get a pic up of my character sure nuff.

Well, that's all for now. I'd like to add before I go that I've also taken a liking to "Me, Myself, and Irene." More of that Carrey genius. <3 that guy so much. He's too cool to be human. I mean, his acting is amazing! When he's pulling himself up!?!?!? OMG!?!?!? That's like...holy mother of nature he rokks.

~Wingedhamham~

Pce.

School Girl Hamms

2007-12-21T04:08:00.001-05:00

Before you say anything...
I was contemplating whether to smile or not, and before I knew it I had push-ed da Button. So there. Deal.

...and I know I look fat. It's my mom's shirt, ok!?

...

~Wingedhamham~

Bagel bagel bagel!

2007-12-06T16:24:00.000-05:00

Are bagels good for you? If so, I'll go on a bagel diet! I've gotten this sudden love for bagels. I come home and I eat cereal, then I toast half of a mini bagel and munch munch away! They're soo good! Bagel for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snack. Mmm. In fact, I'm eating a bagel atm! Heehee.

When I walk home from the bus stop, I'm always carrying my History textbook. I keep papers in there because it's like my Bible and it's always with me. You never see me without it. Anyways, I was talking to a friend when I accidentally slide the top of the book against my hands. The result? Paper cuts! My middle and third finger are cut a bit under the knuckles on that flat part. It stings. Sssssssss. Aaaaah.

Well, now onto a completely different topic! As you know, I think really deeply when I shower. 'Tis my moment of peace and serenity and my mind works tirelessly. Hehe, how ironic. Anyways, I was thinking of stuff, and I got to the subject of "mother earth." I wondered, if Mother Earth could teach us in a class, what would she lecture? Well, I knew she would teach us to be respectful to Mother Earth and...to clean up after yourselves. So then this reminded me of my room. When I don't clean it, my mom will get so sick and tired of the mess that she'll do it for me when she vacuums or something. Unfortunately, I'm always missing something when I come back. It's like a new slate. So Mother Earth will clean up for us if we don't start cleaning up for ourselves. This reminded me of the movie "Day After Tomorrow" and how Mother Earth was finally fed up with our mess and abuse that she took it into her own hands and cleaned the board. She started over and balanced the planet. The things missing were lives. So many people died because we were ignorant and did not mind our trash and how we were harming Earth.

Yep. That's a little bit of what goes through my mind in the shower.

...

BAGEL TIIIIIME!

~Wingedhamham~

New Discovery!

2007-12-05T21:00:00.000-05:00

Well, this morning I woke up late again due to lack of sleep. I've been getting 5 or less hours of sleep per night for three nights now, maybe four. Anyways, I toasted half of a mini bagel, sat down, spread on some peanut butter, let it melt, and chowed on down. We didn't have any apple juice, and I didn't feel like having milk because my throat hurt, so I took out some scrumptuous OJ! Woots. So I ate my bagel and had some OJ. I didn't think it would happen, but I loved it! The OJ went VERY well with the Peanut butter. Maybe my tongue was numb because it's so cold in the mornings all the time, but seriously, I enjoyed my breakfast ;D I finished the other half when I got home from school along with a glass of milk I was dunking it in. (The bagel was freshly toasted with nothing on it).

Huzzah. Anyways, today I was talking to Dmagic...Deadlymagic. He's the dumbest little boy ever lol. Anyways, he kept calling me "hood." W...t...p...? So I just said, "Y-yeah. Oh yeah. Yep. I'm just...just hood." lol. So I looked at the word and discovered that it's dooh backwards, and if you flip the "d," it's "p," thus pooh! AND AND if you turn it upside down (hood) it turns into pooy! WOW! Lol. Awesome. So now our guild says "hood" a lot :P At least...me and Littletron.

To conclude this post I would like to give a shout out to Myles aka Caboose, Dallas, Threlrogg, and Noobsmasher. You guys made it happen! They helped so much this weekend to put together my video for English. Macbeth turned out great dudes! Thank you thank you thank you thank you! I shall never forget 'bout that. If you need help on WoW, do not fear, Hamham is here! Lol. And Myles, ty for the Crashin' Thrashin' Robot. It's so cool. I loves it. Now I have the tiniest gnome alive...in a spider tank! Thanks thanks. I'll miss you on WoW. Vent or die.

~Wingedhamham~

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Dear Fellow Bloggers...

2007-11-26T13:19:00.000-05:00

WHY AREN'T YOU COMMENTING ME!? Np, I'll just send you guys some viruses ;D.

LOl jk, I only did that twice...
Jk again. I don't even know how.

So, the weeks drag on by. Christmas is slowly approaching. We put up our tree yesterday and it looks b-e-a-utiful! We bought a new tall one that is like half a metre from our ceiling and our ceiling is taaaall. Yes, it's fake. The faker, the longer it can stay up and you can reuse it! Besides, real ones attract worms, right? This one came with multi-coloured lights and everything so it's soooo cooolioz! So pretty @.@! Twas fun decorating it. My bros and I decided to play a joke and we hung this huge decore berry thing with leaves on it (it's huge) on the outter-most, bottom-most branch so it jutted out and just...hung there. LOL. I'm laughing as I type this XD. Our parents didn't even notice until after dinner. We were hinting it so much saying, "Our tree is so beautiful and complete-looking"...and, "Just look at how unique our ornaments are..." Lol, all three of us were snickering for a while. My dad was freaking out at how imperfect it was and my mom nearly pulled the whole tree down. She was trying to hang an ornament at the top, so she tugged on the tree to lean it. She was successful. I watched as our tree leaned towards her and the ornaments too. My lil bro and I were like, "ZOMG THE TREE IS GOING TO FALL!" And my mom freaks out and lets go and the whole thing just jingles...nothing fell. But my older brother did knock off a green ornament and it shattered...right in front of my room. If I go running into my room and cut my foot...grr. My mom dropped a golden ornament and it bounced :) I remember that Mr. Bean episode in which Mr. Bean went shopping for a single ornament for the tip of his tree he drove off with (aka stole from some place) and he was comparing two ornaments, debating which to by. So he tests them by dropping both and one shatters, the other bounces back into his hand and he buys that one XD. So funny. Rowan Atkinson is cool beans. GET IT!? COOL BEANS AND HIS CHARACTER IS MR. BEAN!? I didn't mean that =.=

~Wingedhamham~

Peace Gnomie-G's.

P.S. I have to make another video for school. It's going to probably be an all gnome Macbeth :D Oh, and I now have 5 videos on youtube under Wingedhamham so check them out XO!!!

Thottbot!

2007-11-23T22:26:00.000-05:00

I JUST remembered! I was reading through thottbot forums and I found this one post that was highlighted yellow. Now, understand, yellow high-lighted posts mean they're good and got lots of positive votes. I read it, and I was like, "Exactly! Yeah! What a good post!" Lo and behold, it was my post =.= Yeah...It's so wierd. I post so many things and don't even remember posting them. Maybe it's because when I do post, it all spills straight from my head to the...er...ePaper? Anyways, yes. I was reading some comments on my blog (my comments) and I always laugh at myself wondering why I posted that and what on earth I was thinking! Lol.

Speaking of forums, one of the pictures at the bottom of my blog is me on my Winterspring Frostsabre. WELL! Blizzard, the arse-holes that they are, made it much easier to get. That mount used to be the hardest damn thing to grind for (ergo took me 3 friggin months) and now they boosted the rep gained per quest from 75 to 250!!! That's almost 4x as much experience per turnin, meaning the grind goes 4x faster. So now, nooby pieces of crap can get this mount in what, 2 weeks with very little effort!? SCREW YOU BLIZZARD FOR MAKING THIS GAME EASY ENUFF FOR 2 YEAR-OLDS! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! GO BURN!

-_- Ok, that was a bad outburst, but lately, blizzard has been evillll. They've nerfed us Warlocks and buffed Hunters to the top. I hate Blizzard. Go die. Then I'll rez you and kill you again. Then I'll put a SS on you and kill you again. Then fear dot fear and wait for Curse of Agony to kill you as I siphon your life away. Burn. Burn, damnit, burn.

~Wingedhamham~
lml(>_<)lml

Alllloooo!

2007-11-23T22:13:00.000-05:00

I'm back!
Well well well. We watched this awesome guy named Jeff Dunham, a ventriloquist...that is so spelled wrong but huzzah, I will let it go because I'm in a good mood. But yes, he makes puppets...talk. He's soooo hilarious! My fav puppet was Achmed, the dead suicide bomber terrorist! There's just so much to say about him, but I'll give you some of my favourite quotes:
"ALLOOOO! I am Lindsay Lohaannnn!"
"I just got my flu shot"
"I need ligaments!"
"SILENCE! I kill you!"

Lol, so awesome. Youtube it and you shall see! Speaking of youtube, I've uploaded 2, deux, videos! They're...horrible but bah. Check em out if you want. Just look up Wingedhamham and you'll seeeee! Woo, youtube!

Guitar Hero III is the Shiz. Sooo fun. I currently can play plenty of songs on expert, except Cliffs of Dover and what not. Here are some songs that I downloaded because I heard them on the game and lurved em:
"Closer" by Lacuna Coil
"Reptilia" by The Strokes
"When You Were Young" by The Killers
"Story Of My Life" by Social Distortion
"Talk Dirty To Me" by Poison (teehee, woots)

Oh, and btw, I got me eternet back! Woot woots! Time to start my project and what nots :P. How...exciting. Ugh. This'll be tough to get the script in there. Maybe...I could do a music video? O.o?

Bwuahahaha. Well this is the end of the blog for now, as I say farewell with sore arms from playing Wii too much. (It was only a little bit of boxing and baseball DX)

~Wingedhamham~

Intervention.

2007-11-12T12:53:00.000-05:00

For those who don't know the story, or for those who just don't know the ending, here it is.
Saturday, 11/10/07:
Yay, one day before my birthday! After coming home from the mall, Deathsanvil and I were pre-partying on WoW by killing our way through Sunken Temple, aka Temple of Atal'Hakkar. T'was funness, considering we just plowed right through it. Then, midnight hit and I got my awesome birthday present! Woots! Unconcious Dig Rat! Rare pet that disappears/runs away if you let it out for a second...so I guess I'm never ever ever letting this baby out *strokes unconcious vermin.* Hehehehe...
Right. So afterwards, Omegan logged and I told him I was officially 15. Being the technical guy that he is, he said not yet, since in his time zone, I had 3 more hours to go. Well...ok. I decided, fine, I'll wait. BUT! It was late so I decided I would nap on my chair. Unfortunately enough, I overslept and my Dad came pounding through my door QUITE p-oed. Let's just say after all of it was over, my computer had fallen over, the internet wire was cut (literally), and my doorknob was gone. Yeeeeah. Happy Birthday me. So my birthday was depressing and I didn't eat until dinner. The only way I can connect with my internet buddies are through Blogspot...which I can only access at school. Thank goodness for Engineering class. Unfortunately, weekends will be dead to me :( I'm so saddened. *cries*. Maybe this is a good thing. I'll probably get my work done faster and get more sleep, however sad I may be. For now, I shall have to enjoy this Monday for after today, all Hell breaks loose and my crazy week begins. Sigh.

~Wingedhamham~

Thanks to all for your wonderful wishes and gifts on my birthday...or today. :)
I loved the dig rat, the cake, and the smiley face icing cookie thing. I shall finish it when I get home. Blog more often so I can keep in touch with you guys! Goodbye for now.

P.S. WoW has also expired and no point in getting a gamecard because I don't have internet access. I think I'm going to die. So Deathsanvil...do NOT buy me a gamecard. Thanks for a great couple hours of WoW B-day time though. Prob the best part of my birthday :(

Ciao Guys. Until tomorrow.

Peanut Butter and Waffles

2007-11-08T16:08:00.000-05:00

are so good! This morning I woke up feeling horrible like every other day because the bed is so warm, cozy, inviting...comfy...and everything else that could relate to a bed in Heaven. I lift the covers and WHOOSH! Cold air crashes onto me swirling around my body freezing every centimetre. It doesn't feel good is all.
So, as I left my room to eat breakfast, I contemplated what on earth I could possibly chow down! I have waffles with butter and syrup almost everyday and I decided it was time for some change! We were low on Nutella, I've already had waffles with honey, the crumb cake was nearly gone, and we were out of milk (meaning no cereal). So, being desperate for something decent to eat, I toasted two waffles and globbed on some oh-so-wonderful peanut butter! It started melting and stuffs. It was quite delicieux I may add. The only problem was I put TOO MUCH peanut butter so I was drowning in sticky brown stuff (don't think dirty thoughts, now). Considering the other waffle was also overflowing in peanut butter, I scooped some onto my finger and lessened the PB and proportionalized the meal! Woo, big words ftw. Right, so for those who ever wondered, "Gee, I wonder if peanut butter waffles taste good?" then you have read the right blog! They are absolutely a delicious delight, perfect for breakfast, lunch, snack, or dinner! Well...in my opinion at least.

~Wingedhamham~
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(='.~=)
(")_(")~ Da kitty likes it too.

Woe woe whoa

2007-11-07T22:43:00.000-05:00

It seems many have been depressed this month. Fluffyfan had her doom cloud of doomness...Poor Myles has his doom cloud...and I had my doom STORM. Yes, a storm. Let's say...something happened in my house. That something scared me and put me under extreme anxiety. Let's say the something had happened before and when all was well it happened again. I panicked to be honest...
On top of this something, I have a rehearsal at 7:30 tomorrow, performance on Friday (that I'm not so prepared for), birthday (pff)/rehearsal (rehearsals were shortened but are from 1:45 to 4:00)Sunday, Hardcore performance and rehearsals on the following Friday and Saturday (as in all day Saturday we're there and Friday we have seating auditions), Concerto Competition on that Monday, and lots of schoolwork. It may not sound like much but it is. The amount of practicing I would need to do and the amount of work and effort it is is horrendous.
SO! I am indeed recovering from the something and I'm doing much better. I only have to worry about the stuff in paragraph two now! :D But some people did sense something wrong with me Monday and such but I just had to slap on the fake smile and say everything was okay, or say I was tired. FYI, I got plenty of sleep that night, so that was an utter lie.
I've discovered that music has really helped me pull through even though it is the reason for half of my stress >_>. Like I said in a previous post, music can be so many things...your friend, your enemy, your hate, your love...I just wish it could be more consistent.

~Wingedhamham~
Hold onto your friends.
(>'.')><(^.^)><('.'<)

Yoyo-Ma is Yo Mama

2007-11-07T20:51:00.000-05:00

Literally. He poowns all and is the l33t3st of l33tn355 c3lli5t5. I mean, seriously. I'm going to perform for my class on Friday this week so I'm hunting for a decent piece by a French composer. It annoys me that my favourite pieces are by J.S. Bach and what not. BAH! Anyways, I unearthed The Swan and...yeah. I haven't touched that piece in forever and if I am to play it...jeepers. You DON'T want to hear that! So being in the whole Swan mood, I downloaded Yoyo-Ma's version and...gosh. He is the Jesus of Cello-playing if you don't mind me saying. His swan makes mine the ugly duckling. Mine is so raw and full of nubiness and his is flawless, smooth, delicate...PERFECT! *Gets down on knees and worships Yoyo-ma*

Imagine if I could just...touch his cello... O_O

~Wingedhamham~

Homie-G's Skillet Biscuits!

2007-11-07T19:29:00.001-05:00

My, it's been ages since my last post! Just soes you guys know, I don't hate you :) so no hard feelings k? ^_^
Well, the reason I didn't post was well...I donno. I would get blog ideas then forget as soon as I sat down.
Also...well...the past few days have been rough. I haven't been in the mood and I was a world hater. School on top of so many events have really taken a toll on me, but it's slugging along. Showers and cello, showers and cello!

SO! To pick up where I left off...hmm. There was a WoW Halloween party! Yep, on...Ssssssaturday. Yeah. It was the day after the RL Halloween party. I only stayed on WoW for like an hour and a half because well, it was late. 10 pm server time is equal to my 1 am. So I couldn't really stay on much longer without my parents yelling at me X).

In recent news: I'm getting back into the cello moment! There are phases when I absolutely really feel like playing my cello and listen to cello master pieces or masters themselves. So I'm eager to practice today. I've already played my dose of Guitar Hero...Oh yeah, I got Guitar Hero III...WOOOOOOOOOOT! I have two favourites so far: "My Name is Jonas" and "Cliffs of Dover." Download and listen to them and you will agree that they rokk. I've also gotten addicted to Curbxstomp's song that she told me about: "The Rain" by Foreverinmotion. I don't know if that's one word or not :( sorry. But yes, sad and love music is what I've been listening to. I guess it sums up my emotions that I've been experiencing lately. The passion that I'm putting into my cello is just crazy. I'm going to end this blog so I can go have a cleansing (body and soul) shower and play some cello!!

~Wingedhamham~

Peace. (^_^)v

PANDA HAMMS!

2007-10-27T01:18:00.000-04:00

Yes yes yes! Unfortunately, I could not get a picture of the Panda Hamster but...I shall find a way. If not, I'll just have to put the hat back on and you'll have to just deal! But yes, I have dressed up as a Panda and apparently I'm cute as a button O.O Teehee ^-^. So yeah, my costume was awesomeful and my friend couldn't stop squealing. I killed her when I ate a cookie lol. BWUAHAHAHAHAHA! X3 So the halloween party was pretty cool that I went to. It was a little slow but it kinda caught on lol. I was known as the "Panda Girl" apparently. OO OO! We played Apples to Apples and the freakiest thing happened! The adjectives I just so happened to get were "Crazy" (lol) and "Endangered." Being hamham I'm naturally crazy, and PANDAS ARE ENDANGERED! LIKE, OMG! Hahaha. So yes, I got fake blood stains on my panda shirt because I hugged the scary guy with blood pouring down his undead body. I didn't see it :( OOOh well as long as it comes off. If not, I'm going to find him and rip off his arm until he buys me a new Wal*Mart white t-shirt >:P So yeah we ran off sweets and phew.

In other news, I can finally let the Headless Horseman RIP! Last run...last summon...group on edge...about to disband...I summon him...he dies after a gruel fight...and then...a MIRACLE! After who knows how many runs, the HH dropped the SINISTER SQUASHLING VANITY PET! ZOMGGGGG! IT IS MINE ALAS! Oh, and I've been on runescape too! They have a Halloween event as well you know, and I NEVER miss holiday events! Lol.

~Wingedhamham~

Um...

2007-10-22T20:36:00.000-04:00

Who the heck voted veggie burger?

...

Right, so Brewfest is finally over and the HALLOWEEN EVENT HAS STARTED! I'M SO UBERS EXCITED! This is my second WoW halloween and they've added quite a bit. Aside from the applebobbing, trick-or-treating, and candy questing for orphans, there is the whole idea of the HEADLESS HORSEMAN! Heck yes, you read that right. Read it again if you want! He's this dead paladin dude with a hollow plate helm with wicked green glowy stuff steaming out. He has a million dollar laugh. He drops a sweet pumpkin vanity pet (and if you know me, you know I have 20+ vanity pets that I collect), Hallowed Helm (which is a pumpkin hat bwuahahahaha), his actual Horseman helm which has like a negative drop rate, and much more! I got his signet ring with SWEET stats and it's epic! WOO! 3 EPICS FOR THE HAMHAM! I've also socketed my shoulders ^_^. 5 more greens to dispose of!
I've also been playing a few battlegrounds. I stink.
Blizzard has also decided this year that I would be their joke of the Halloween event. I mean seriously, I bet they're watching me play and laughing at me...I've been trick-or-treating over and over and all I ever get is a freaky random wand and CANDY CORN! WTH BLIZZARD GIMME A BREAK!

...

In other news, the Headless Horseman has attracted quite a bit of people at the Scarlet Monastery, an instance crowded by levels 30-40's. It's been pvp H-E-double hockey stick. To kill the HH you need a group, usually a tank (one to hold aggro aka keep HH from attacking anyone else but tank), a healer, and two DPS (Damage per second aka hit the HH with all you got). As you can see, it takes a team effort. Being a warlock, I fall under DPS. The "suggested" amount of players Blizzard "suggests" is 5. I've 4-man-ed it maaaany times. However, SOME people, I won't say who *cough* Omegan *cough* will not run SM unless there is a full group of 5. ARGH! Ah, well.

I still have not seen the pet or helm drop...yet. I SHALL KEEP RUNNING SM UNTIL IT DOES! DIE HH DIE!

WoW Update!

2007-10-18T00:08:00.000-04:00

And yes, it is good, no...great news! On Tuesday, I dinged to level 70! HUZZAH! This is the first time I've maxed out on WoW! Pre BC (Before Burning Crusade Expansion Pack) I hadn't reached 60 in time and by the time I did, the max level had been raised to 70. BUMMER! Anyways, I put on my sweetness gear and I pwn! Well, I'm ok. I have 6 greens that I must dispose of! I'm going to pvp like mad and get some Veteran's belt, cuffs, and the a Heavy Cape! That's three more epics (Extremely rareness items...the bestest. There is another level but that's like...no).
The other good news is that today, I managed to recruit 7 new guildies! Some had alts, so with those added in, I gathered over 10 members into the Great Gnome Gatherin! FYI, our guild has been struggling. We had a split, one being this one, the new guild the G G G. The G G G became a raiding guild, and this ggg is mainly for the lower levels. I stayed behind to help out in ggg because the little peoples need me! Well, we lost looooots of people to G G G who eventually left anyways. So we permanently lost a lot of peeps. Fortunately enough, I went to Westfall today to run VC and recruited tons of gnomes and such! It was beast. Tomorrow and Friday will be my Wingedhamham Instance Marathon! I'm going to run VC, Gnomer, and SM until they will all leave in hopes of never seeing me again! It will be long and tiresome but anything for the Great Gnome Gatherin!

~Wingedhamham~

WE WILL LIVE FOREVA AS LONG AS I'M AROUND!!!!

Sun Poem Time!

2007-10-15T18:20:00.000-04:00

Yeah...I had a screenshot of a sunset/sunrise in Nagrand. For you non-WoW freaks, it's a place with THE MOST beautiful sky ever. It's just...mm. I can stare at it forever. Almost half of my total play time on WoW is sight-seeing and/or running in circles. Ask anyone haha.
Anyways, I wrote a poem about sunrise/sunset. I'll provide a line for line breakdown for the peeps who just don't get poetry. This is pretty straight forward so yeah! Oh, btw, there's mountains in Nagrand.

*Ahem*

Falling beneath Earth's sentinels,
Darkness crushes Heaven's glory,
But all is bound to Fate,
And light rises,
Life renewed.

Yeah, it's cheesy because I wrote it in a short period of time but you know what? DEAL WITH IT!

So here's the breakdown:

The sun sets behind the mountains
Nighttime comes and it covers the sun
But the sun's cycle is inevitable, or part of nature
The sun will rise
And it will start over again

There's a lesson in this! Don't kill yourself when something terrible happens. Like the Chinese say with Yin and Yang! For every dark moment, there is a light moment. So after that cruddy day passes, you'll have a fortunate one! Like...now! I have a cruddy week of BLOATED AMOUNTS OF WORK but I get a four-day weekend afterwards! Lol, I guess it's all true :)

Shout out to my WoW BFF!!!

2007-10-14T23:14:00.000-04:00

I just HAD to absolutely write a blog about Deathsanvil! He is my WoW BFF for many reasons, and he really did shine this weekend.
Let's just say I had to make a video on Acadians for school, so I decided to use WoW because I can't act worth rotten beans. We were short on actors so I had to turn to the online community of World of Warcraft to assist us in our film! Well, considering no one could dedicate enough hours to help us, my group and I were screwed overboard. Luckily enough, Deathsanvil here stuck with us for 5 hours on Friday, helping out without a single complaint. It's surprising since I was having to be nasty to everyone to get the work done. He was and is a great WoW actor! He helped even more on Saturday!
I'm so glad you didn't find it too dreary helping out Deaths! X3. Thank you so much. Without you, I'd be cracking my head open against a wall. You're always a life saver. You're in the credits with an uber special thanks! I promise I'll make it up to you. Thanks for sticking with us and staying all the way! The vid looks great and I'm sure we'll make a good mark with the material we've got :D.

BTW, your drawings rokk sokks. PLEASE SEND ME A COPY...PLEEEEEASE! I'll add it to my shrine of you. Lol jk. I'm wierd, not creepy and stalky-like. But yeah, I still want a copy :)

~Wingedhamham~

HIP HIP, HOORAY! Today is now, "Deathsanvil Weekend"
EVERY SECOND WEEKEND OF OCTOBER IS NOW THIS HOLIDAY!

Fat Rings and Keyboards

2007-10-05T13:04:00.000-04:00

"Who wants a fat ring!?" Let's just say my friend won a 12 donuts from a raffle! THEY'RE KRISPY KREME DONUTS!!! :D:D:D. So yes, she let me have one along with other peeps at our table. She had a big lunch so she let me have the REST! I GOT 4 FREE DONUTS!! ZOMG! I had chocolate milk with my donut but I haven't touched the extras and it seems that I'm missing two...*cough* substitute wanted one *cough*. So yes, I'm excited. WHY!? Because today is a great day. :) I could sing in the rain.

Ok, now for keyboards. Last night, Deathsanvil, Omegan and I were "brewfesting" on WoW! Yes, blizzard has finally made their own version of Oktoberfest. It's pretty beast. Infinite beer, pink elephants, Wolperstingers, Drunk riding, and AWESOME CLOTHES! Oh, don't forget the pretzels! So yeah, I was bored and remembered those fun forums of typing your name with your forehead! I tried that, then my elbow, then my nose! Heehee, I did pretttttty good! Alas, I used my tongue. Yes, you read it, tongue. Let's just say I hadn't cleaned the keyboard before I used my tasting muscle and when I finished...I kind of had this after-taste. It was so strange! So today, my friend, the burp machine, had the HUGEST burp evur! I said "Thank you" and she said "YOU'RE WELCOME!!!" It was terrifying! It was soo loud and my mouth was open from just shock and laughter. I realized that afterwards, I had that taste of keyboard in my mouth again XD. Who would have thought school food tastes like keyboards!?
Oh, this also reminded me of golfers, sandwiches, christmas trees, and racism! Go to youtube and watch "Taste test" and my gosh the world will open to you! IT'S SOOO FUNNY! HAHA, my sandwich tastes like racism!

~Wingedhamham~

Whot Whot Whot!?

2007-10-04T19:22:00.000-04:00

For those who haven't seen the famous Disney's Sword in the Stone, Merlin's owl is named Archimedes, and he says whot instead of what! It's pretty funny because he says it three times consecutively. LOLz. So yes, me and my bud-bud were talking and the "whot whot whot" made it into our conversation. As we climbed the stairs of our school, we couldn't stop laughing. I said, "Watch me fall and die and my last words will be 'whot whot whot!?'" This got me thinking, so I wrote a little skit in History class (after I finished my work that is hehehe). It's inspired by Abbott Costello's "Who's on First?"

-Excuse me miss, but could you tell me her last words?
+Whot whot whot!?
-What were her last words?
+Yes.
-She said, "Yes?"
+No.
-Then what were her last words?
+I just said that!
-What did she say?
+Of course!
-Wait, what did you say?
+No, she did.
-She said what?
+Ive said that already.
-What are you talking about?
+Her last words?
-Well then, what were they?
+Exactly.
-I thought she said, "Yes?"
+No.
-So she said, "No?"
+No...what!
-I said, "She said no?"
+I heard you the first time.
-Then why'd you say "what?"
+I didn't, SHE did.
-I could have sworn you said, "what?"
+I did.
-You said you didn't!
+Well now we both did.
-Wait, what?
+PRECISELY!

It's fun to read it with someone else, or with an alter ego. BWUAHAHAH chakka chakka crumb cake! ZOMG ALLITERATION!

Equality

2007-09-30T19:51:00.001-04:00

Alright, reading this history textbook has got me thinking. It says that Plato believed men and women should be equal. After I read that, I took a shower, and I probably do my most critical thinking in there, nighttime being the second.
So as the water showered down upon me, I mulled through my thoughts. Equality...hmm...What is it? The only time humans have experienced equality is through math. Math is definate. Humans aren't. We have minds that have emotions and such. I mean, we can't display equality because even we aren't equal! Does that make sense? Equality is all in your head. What might be equal to one person, isn't to another, and you can't please everyone. Also, we can't have equality because it isn't fair. Some people deserve or want more attention than others. Those who work hard to be someone and make something of their life deserve more respect than someone who cuts themself everyday. If two people are let's say...playing their cellos (bear with me k?), and one of them says, "I hate this thing," wouldn't you automatically favor the other? How can you display equality when you are biased? For Gosh's sake how could you? If God wanted equality, he would have made us all clones of each other. Even then, there will be groups of clones that will probably segregate themselves from others. The only time the world will be totally equal, is when we're ruled by dirty robots who will be programmed the concept of equal. Problem is...what exactly is the concept?

...Oh no I've gone cross-eyed...

~Wingedhamham~

Ph34r t3h l33t m1cr0vv@v3

2007-09-27T18:24:00.000-04:00

Alright, for those who can't read the epic l33t chatness title, it translates to: Phear teh leet microwave...aka Fear The Elite Microwave. Lol, duh! Anyways, I've heard all this negative stuff about the microwave recently! I mean, this one girl (with or without permission) put rats in a microwave with their individual doses of time (she is one sick and disturbed person). The one that was in the longest's tail fell off! ZOMG!!! I also heard about this one boy who microwaved one cup of water, and didn't the other. He gave two different plants microwaved and nonmicrowaved. The one with the microwaved water died! THEY WERE AT SAME TEMPERATURE AND EVERYTHING! So now I ph34r t3h microwave because who knows!? Maybe it's killing me as we speak!? Well, I wouldn't be surprised if I've already lost a few brain cells...teehee *twitch*.
But yeah, I definately remember that one time, now that I think about microwaves. It was me and 3 other girls and a chaperone. We went to a field trip and stayed overnight at a hotel. Our lunchs had a bag of chips, sandwich, and a cookie...oh, and a drink. Let's just say we had a microwave in our room and we were a curious group. Let's also say...well...we kind of microwaved the bag of Cheetos. Seeing how the bag is made of metal (haha it was the coolest thing I've ever seen), it microwaved for 2 seconds then POOM! Huge flash, 4 screams, and a sudden pull on the door. It didn't catch on fire, but it was so pretty...the bag had shrunk and the Cheetos were trying to push out. It was...like, hmm. Picture foil crumpled into a ball with Cheetos coming out of the sides. LOL! I will never forget that beautiful white flash we all saw XD. SO yes, our chaperone came running up saying, "You could have set the hotel on fire!"......COOOL! I mean really, how many get to microwave metal on purpose on a field trip IN a hotel with your good friends!?!?! Not many...

~Wingedhamham~

"Those" Friends!

2007-09-24T19:37:00.000-04:00

Raise your hand if you have a friend that sways your emotions! *raises hand* You don't really have to if you're embarassed or if you're in a cubicle that limits your movements to less than a sneeze.
Well, let's just say I have this great friend. She's always so cheery and jumpy, like me, only more! Yeah...imagine that. We're this crazy dynamic duo that makes lots of noise and drops lots of weight from laughing. Whenever she's feeling down, or just not herself because of a headache or something, it's horrible. I literally share emotions with her or something. The day she got a headache I got this throbbing pain on my top-left forehead. Good gosh did it hurt. She was so gloomy and my mood just plummeted! That's when I just wanted to hug her and make her feel all better. I couldn't do anything to stop her pain and the school day just dragged onward. Even laughter made her head hurt more, so I was totally a sitting duck! Man, I wish I could seriously heal people. That'd be amazing.

~Wingedhamham~

Hate Love Music

2007-09-24T19:30:00.000-04:00

I love music, and I hate it just as much. It's such a mood controller it's crazy. You're sitting there quite neutral, when you play some happy music, and you feel like cleaning the house and just jumping! Then suddenly, something sad plays, and suddenly you're crying like there's no tomorrow...
Here is a great example:
I was in the car, feeling kind of sad already. I got over it, until the radio started playing Snow Patrol's "Chasing Cars" or "If I Lay Here," I donno what the actual name is. OMG. Play something sadder will you!? Nostalgy and who knows what else started mixing together. I had tears whelling up and I couldn't control it. Maybe it's different for me because I play an instrument? I mean, when I play, there are times when you can really feel it. I can listen to a symphony all in my head. It's just amazing. I can't describe how great of a feeling it is to truly have the music pulse through you. The pieces tell stories. You have pictures flowing with notes and it's beautiful.
Music is an inspiration. It's a depressant. It's too many things. I could list billions of adjectives for it but my vocabulary range is as lengthy as a toothpick. I just can't take it when those sad songs play and you just absolutely need a hug...
It's just insane what music can do to your emotions.

~Wingedhamham~

Droopnosity

2007-09-24T12:58:00.000-04:00

Good Gosh this blog is not about old women. -_-" ...OR men! Sickoz.

If my blogs seem stange (stranger than usual I mean), it could be a result of my lack of sleep! This whole weekend I was working like mad, having to complete a project, study guide, and study for a test! Sounds easy, right? WRONG! Here's a little break-down for you nubsauces...
The whole last week I was getting about 5 to 6 hours of sleep on average. That may not sound like a big deal, but I usually get 8 a day. Yes, I was exhausted by Friday!
My teacher has off-the-charts expectations! She showed us amazing projects and said they were only "B's." WHAT!? THEY WERE PERFECT!!!!?!?!?!? WHY!?!!?!?
The Study Guide was for yet another History test! And well...I don't need that much of an explanation. I shall sum it up with two words: Suicidal thoughts. (I wouldn't kill myself. That'd be selfish. The hamham should be shared with the world!!!)
So yes, I'm quite tired. I'm half asleep in my first class everyday. Ehh...The good thing is, I can pack some sugar in my lunch, and I'm typing right after I eat so I'm feeling fine. My body is in total denial and one day, I'm gonna collapse sound asleep in the middle of the hallway. LOL! That'd be kinda cool...

~Wingedhamham~

Throb...Throb...Throb...

2007-09-24T12:51:00.000-04:00

Another scatter-brained blog:

No, my heart is not having a serious attack....speaking of hearts, I watched How the Grinch Stole Christmas this weekend! OMG Jim Carrey = Skillz that killz. He is AMAZAZING! I love him...and he's Canadian. It seems all the good comedians of the world are Canadian! Better catch up AMERICANS! I laughed SOO hard. That movie is just...just...magical. <:_)
So yes, the throb throb...wait. So no, the throb throb is actually the pulsing vein in your head! Actually, more like a headache. Don't you just love it when you feel peace for a split second, coursing agony for another, then another split second you feel bliss...then THROB! ARGH! The frustration that flows through your tiny head! Lol. Yeah, I hate having headaches. It drives me more insane than I already am (I know, you didn't think there was an insanity past my level, right?). So yes, someday I will find the solution to headaches, but thus far, I just curl into a ball and hide in a dark corners...
But even corners aren't safe anymore...

~Wingedhamham~

Tikbalangs and Porn

2007-09-17T13:04:00.000-04:00

Well, it is currently Engineering class in my monotonic day of school! Of course, me and my friends are having an odd laughing fit. Well, technically it isn't odd because I always laugh to the point where I'm making gasping sounds and laughing hysterically while I'm choking from due to lack of air!
Anyways, last night I was playing WoW and discovered a vendor named "Griftah." Haha, grift. He sells these hilariously cheesy amulets that allow you to do the possible! One of them was soap on a rope (perfect for stocks runs) and the other unmistakbly noticable Tikbalang ward amulet! That isn't the exact name, but you can guess what it's purpose is! To learn what a freaky Tikbalang is, here's a link: http://www.reference.com/search?r=13&q=Tikbalang
Of course, he rips you off by charging 5g for it! I had half a mind to buy one, considering I'm a pinay girl and well...Tikbalangs originate from the Philippines! The subject was brought up in class today and yeah. Can't explain how much we laughed when I talked about turning my shirt inside out and watching for Tikbalangs jumping out of trees to crit me 15k with an axe-mace, steal my gear, delete my account, and have my combat log say: "Shoulda bought an amulet, Bi***. LOL, that's a quote from the Thottbot forums, which I, too, laughed at. If you want to read it for yourself...here:
http://thottbot.com/?ccb=1&v=3054691

Okay, for the curious perverted people wondering what the porn section was about, here it is!
In class a few minutes ago, me and my friends were discussing geniuses. We are all great when it comes to grades, but sooo slow on common sense. So I remembered from Armageddon the genius who was a total pessimistic idiot all in one! Bonus...or bonus card! :D Don't ask. I had chocolate and a honey bun and a croissant for lunch. WITH BLU DWINK! RIGHT! So we were saying Armageddon trying to figure out the right pronounciation when our teacher out of nowhere says, "Well it depends. One is a movie and the other is porn."
WTH!? PORN!? SO, we all spazzed out LAUGHING like crazy! Where he got porn from, I don't know, but what I do know is that it HAD to go on my next blog. Lol.
BUT, I just learned that it is from Miss Congeniality...so it wasn't THAT random...

...LOL

~Wingedhamham

Anglo-Saxon Tribes

2007-09-13T21:22:00.000-04:00

Alright, if you ever read Warriors of Alavna, you will fall in love with it, whether you want to or not. Some say they don't like it (psh liars) and most say IT WAS AMAZAZING! Well guess what!? It IS amazazing. Basically, it's about a boy and girl who get "summoned" to the Anglo-Saxon period of Britannia baaaack in the day through a mysterious yellow veil. Kind of reminds me of the Chronicles of Narnia. It's very similar to the whole idea of the Narnia books. They end up fighting in epic battles that occured back in the day with the Brythans, except the names are all funky. Instead of Brythans they're Bromii or something. So the author gives it a little twist. The absolute thing I fell in love with was the Chieftain-thane concept. They followers are extremely loyal, and in return, the leader gifts them with riches. It reminds me an awful lot about myself! Believe it or not, I'm a loyal person. If there is something I prefer or strongly agree with, my opinion will never waver. I AM LOYAL. I have undying faith in what I truly believe in.
Speaking of never-wavering opinions, my pet pieve (sorry for spelling) about people is when they always CHANGE their opinion on EVERYTHING! For example (p2 is person two):
Me: Do you like muffins?
p2: No, not really.
Me: Oh, I love them! I don't see how you couldn't possibly love muffins!
p2: Well, I mean, I don't really hate them. They are pretty good. I like most.

...WTH? Didn't he/she just say he/she didn't like muffins? That bothers me most out of everything about anything about people. Just had to let that out...

~Wingedhamham~

The Deserving get the Deserved!

2007-09-13T16:44:00.000-04:00

If you read the 7th comment on The Deserving, then this is what this next post is about! If you could care less, than fine! BLAH! Let's just say that I found a way to help out Deathsanvil, the deserving birthday boy! Of course, before I made that decision, Omegan had to give me a slap talk in which he slapped me out of my emotional migraine...all metaphorically speaking. Imagine the word "the" slapping you across the face? Wouldn't make much sense, now would it. Of course, you could print it, or write it, and take that paper and slap someone but that's just taking it over-the-top.
So yes, we had fun last night and threw an odd party. (This is all in-game WoW just so you know) We got wasted WOO! and we played tonk wars. May I add that I was poowned by EVERYONE with a Tonk Controller because I stink at it like dead socks. This is the reason why I don't play Gunz, Counter Strike, or Rakion...lol. Anyways, LOTS of gnomes hung out outside of Stormwind and we dueled and laughed and played. It was a decent party for only one hour! Many were glad to see me back online...ehh. Lol. Yes, so the deserving got something that night, thankfully enough.

~Wingedhamham~

HAPPY ONE DAY AFTER YOUR BIRTHDAY!

Oh, and I posted up a picture of Deathsanvil and I on his birthday! Woo!

...I should make an album with the millions of screenshots I have...

Random HAHA Laughter

2007-09-13T16:39:00.001-04:00

This one goes out to all my friends, sane or insane.

Let's say you're in class (if you aren't a student, say you're sitting in a city bus and it's nice and quiet). Everyone is focused on something, and the room is as quiet as space. You're reading through your textbook (or newspaper if you apply to the bus situation) and you come across something in the text that triggers a hilarious memory. Uncontrollably, you BURST into laughter, remember you're all alone, then blush as everyone stares at you, questioning your sanity! I personally love it when this happens to anyone because someone laughing is funny. I mean, who doesn't laugh when someone is laughing at something funny? If someone was cackling at some guy who tripped and died...I probably wouldn't be laughing...Depends who died. JUST KIDDING. But even still, this has happened to me many times (no, I haven't died tripping). Usually in the hallway, a random memory comes to my head and I laugh to myself. People walk by giving me the classic look and I remember "Oops...I'm supposed to act a little more normal in public." Lol, it's a good relief to just laugh at an old, yet never dying joke...especially when you're BOMBARDED WITH SCHOOL WORK AND SUCH!!!

~Wingedhamham~

The Deserving

2007-09-12T19:46:00.001-04:00

This blog is for you Deathsanvil...In so many ways I have failed you today.

The last couple blogs haven't been nearly as comical as usual... I don't know why, but I guess it's...hmm...don't know. I'm having some more deeper insights at the moment.
SO! The deserving. Who are they? That's the thing. The deserving are those that help out everyone, get appreciated by most, but never get what they truly deserve. For example, one of my bestest friends' birthday is today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! He says he's not much of a birthday person. Heh...I'm wondering how!? He's the nicest and sweetest friend ever, and yet, he can't be nice to himself. He deserves this day to be special and just for him. He doesn't realize that seeing him happy will make me happy. It's always about someone else, never about him. This bugs me so much, because I had nothing I could possibly offer to him that could even be slightly worthy enough to be a birthday present. I'm so ashamed, and of course, he says not to be. It's okay. NO IT'S NOT OKAY! He HAS to have a day for himself! The horrible thing is, he didn't tell anyone it was his birthday, and most don't know it. He always gives, and never gets anything back. He says it's okay, and he likes to help people but...I mean, doesn't he deserve something back? The worst part of it all is today, he's helping others. Today, he didn't get help from anyone. I feel terrible because I can't do anything for him. I can't think of anything I could possibly do. I granted him one birthday wish as his present because I had nothing else to give, and of course, he wishes for me to be happy on his birthday. He's too humble. I feel like bashing my head against a wall continuously and screaming. I couldn't even make a difference in his day when he had earned it. He's always out there working or assissting, and I couldn't be there for one freakin day. I told him he needs to be more selfish, as odd as it sounds. It hurts me when people don't treat themselves the way they deserve to be.

Happy Birthday again.

~Wingedhamham~

Oh, how Contagious a Hamster can be...

2007-09-12T17:23:00.000-04:00

Today, I frolicked into my French class hippity hoppity hop like a joyful mutated hamster bunny! I sat down and noticed that my good friend next to me had her head down on her desk. Hmm...either she's not feeling well (physically/mentally) or the desk smells pretty good. So I ask her if something was wrong, and of course, YES! Unfortunately enough for my horrible curiousity, she didn't want to talk about it for ph34r of crying. So, I decided, heck, let's just make it a normal class! We talk, blah blah, and before you know it, both of us are laughing like CRAZY and my teacher is giving me the look everyone gives me. You know...the one like, "I wonder if she's okay..." Anyways, I realized, HEY, I just cheered my friend up! I mean, wow! Usually I never know when I cheer anything up, they just tell me after like a year has passed. Way to be on time >_>. Anyways, NO ONE had to tell me this time. It was awesome. Cheering someone up is just amazing. You pass on joy. I read this quote last night: "Don't keep the peace, pass it on." WELL, in this case, joy! Don't keep it to yourself, pass it on! Of course, I decided it was best to let my contagious weird happy disease be shared. Lol, if you do get infected, it's not my fault >_>. Side effects include:
Puking, nausea, uncontrollable laughter, alter egos (NO CINDY), random thoughts, strange gestures, flaky comments, and inflammation of brain. If you experience any of these to the extreme, contact a doctor immediately and SPREAD IT TO THEM! THEY NEED IT THE MOST!

~Wingedhamham~

...And, sorry, no cure ;D
yet.

Beauty or the Beast?

2007-09-12T16:46:00.000-04:00

Beauty is the beast. Yesterday, my friend said she didn't like Johnny Depp because he was just too OLD! Well, hmm. Does this mean that you like Johnny Depp until he hits a certain age where his wrinkles look like a big sweater on a little girl, or do you like him forever? So of course, this got me thinking...Beauty is temporary. People ask, "Should I go out with the hot guy or the ugly nice guy?" Well if the hot guy has a great personality, then go for gold, but if he doesn't, go for the nice guy! I mean, you should choose to have a relationship with a personality, not with a face, because the personality doesn't die. The beauty fades, but your feelings and thoughts never do...unless you go through 5 years of straight History classes then your personality might become a little pessimistic.

Lolz

~Wingedhamham~

Quiz I took online :P

2007-09-11T23:01:00.001-04:00

You are Ellie

You are shy at heart, but you are always there for your friends. You are very caring and devoted to protecting your friends. You are also artistic and mysterious. Usually, your life doesn’t have that many soap opera moments, and guys are always attracted to you.

For those who know me, is this truly me!? IS IT!? I say yes because online quizzes never lie. They said I'd die an hour ago and they were right!

...jk in case you didn't figure that out yet :P

~Wingedhamham~

Hand Spasms!

2007-09-11T21:55:00.000-04:00

Don't you just hate it when you're writing, drawing, or doing something as carefully as possible, and your hand jerks in some random direction and MESSES UP THE WHOLE THING!? Well, I do at least. Some of you might find it funny and call it your hobby. Well, good for you. For me, however, I can't stand it! I'm sitting here, writing for my homework, the writing is steady and neat, and then SPASM! My "s" has a fat lower area! Being so OCD, I just go crazy! If I erase it, there is a smudge, and if I leave it, it looks funny. AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! What shall I do!? What a stupid problem to ask help for, huh?

LOL!

That's me alright; stupid question-asker!

~Wingedhamham~

History...Oh, History Edward Edward, O

2007-09-11T19:15:00.001-04:00

Who else would like to participate in sati with me? In case you don't know what that is, you can look it up if you feel like reading some distrubing stuff! I say, whoever dies from history class first starts the funeral pyre, then we all jump in together! SATI PARTI! lol. Parti. That actually means to leave in french...in some weird form. I mean...SERIOUSLY!? How can Omegan know EVERYTHING bout ANYTHING in History if I just mention it, and I can never remember that one guy's name: Chandragupta? See? I DONNO IT!? Or was that right? Sniffles...History is killing me. It is taking up so much space in my human hardrive I'm going to implode like a TV! AAAH! What if I took a laser gun and tried to shoot the brain cells with History in them?

O_O

Right, that IS weird.

If anyone has some super secret special information about how to survive History class, without including self-harm, please share! PLEASE! I BEG OF ALL OF YOU! History class is just frying my brain *twitch* -frying my brain *twitch* -frying my brain.

~Wingedhamham~

BYE WORLD.

Fat Moments?

2007-09-11T18:49:00.000-04:00

I'm sure each and every one of us can rate our body on its weight from 1 to 10. Not to be mean, but I seriously have my "fat" days and my "skinny" days. Sometimes I feel like a twig and smile, other times I feel like eating ho-hos and dying from a heart attack...metaphorically speaking. I'm dead serious though! The negative thing so far is, that, well, I've had a "fat" day for about 3 weeks straight now. My weight hasn't changed, but I feel so FAT! I look in the mirror and I say FAT! FATTY! And then I sigh and slap myself ("GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!") I mean, I get so many opinions about my figure that I don't know what to believe! I hear, "you're so skinny" and "you've gained weight!" or "you don't look like your weight." That last one especially worries me. I might say, "Oh, I think I'll go on a diet," then never get around to it, or someone will say, "YOU'RE LIKE A STICK! You're too skinny already!" YEAH RIGHT! I have people at home saying "you better stop eating that or you'll get fat." Right now, I feel like hiding in my closet because dark corners aren't good enough anymore.

This state of depression was brought to you by:
History Class "Enjoy it or die trying."

~Wingedhamham~

Who Voted Night Elf!?

2007-09-11T18:48:00.001-04:00

DIIIE NIGHT ELVES! Whoever voted that, I hope someday a NE comes and steps on you! That's what happens to me everytime I play WoW! SILLY NE's ALWAYS TRIPPING OVER MY PETITE FIGURE!

Stereotypical Racism!

2007-09-11T16:51:00.000-04:00

Let's see...oh yeah! It was yesterday that my good friend codename: C came up to her locker in the morning across from mine. Well, let's just say it went like this:
C: "Ah, man, I forgot my locker combination."
Me: "Wow. I remembered mine the first day."
C: "Well, that's 'cause you're Asian."
Me: "What's THAT supposed to mean!?"
C: "All Asians have good memory."
Me: "That's so not true. You're so racist (playfully)"
Don't get me wrong, we're friends. She always jokes around about my Asianosity.

Hmm. Let's just read that again. All Asians having good memory? HAH! This kind of got me thinking later that day...isn't racism based on stereotypes? I mean, she assumed all Asians play instruments, get great grades (<--Hah, GGG!), are computer freaks, and like anime/manga. I mean, it was based on a STEREOTYPE! Not ALL Asians are as smart as the world thinks they are. I know a couple that...fall...well...below average. It's always assumed based on the majority of your race! The one thing that I found hilarious was, that, indeed she's right! I mean, I am a smart kid (not so egotistical as I just sounded though), I play an instrument, I spend most of my anal life on the computer (like now) blogging and chatting...and RPG-ing, I LOVE Hamtaro and Midori no Hibi, all that jazz! Crazy. I mean, I may object to it, and some others may be offended, but in the end, to me, it was all truth. :)

This is a blog of MY personal opinion! I don't mean to offend ANYONE nor do I speak for all Asians. Seriously people, don't take this stuff personally... -_-

~Wingedhamham~

Eek spider!

2007-09-10T21:18:00.000-04:00

Beware spider-lovers, for this blog bears no mercy upon them.

Well, being the good student that I am, I was sitting on my desk not too long ago, reading my textbook studying for tomorrow's RETARDED QUIZ! Anyways, out of NOWHERE, this black spider (VERY FAST black spider I might add) comes crawling all over my desk left and right! Good thing I had a tissue in hand. Unfortunately, it was the Super Spider of spiders and got away. I was thinking, "OMG OMG OMG!" because I well...don't like spiders. So after 30 seconds of timing, unsteady breathing, and rolling my keyboard in and out in and out....HE JUMPED ON MY CARPET! Time to put my reflexes into the test! I swiped down with the tissue and before I knew it, there were spider guts on my carpet. Now, my mind is playing tricks on me and I keep itching...as if a spider was on me. I'm so kreeped out now.

~Wingedhamham~

Engineering a Hamster Wheel!

2007-09-10T13:31:00.000-04:00

Using the genius Autodesk Inventor Professional, I was able to create the kreepiest (like krispy kreem kreepy) hamster wheel for the human hamster! It's a wheel, but there's a chair! Pretty kool! The chair is pink, and the wheel iteslf is a sweet see-through yellow. Yummy. In case you're wondering, I have NO IDEA what is with the k's today. NO IDEA. It was not the bread I ate for lunch though...hopefully. Good Gosh... O_O I ate cafeteria food. The fries...the greasy poison that I have consumed is affecting my spelling Q.Q............

COOL! :D:D:D:D

BLOG ONE!

2007-09-10T13:19:00.000-04:00

Hello, I am Wingedhamham. But you can call me Wingedhamham, Hamham, Hamms, Hamster, or Hammy. And if I love you enough, you may call me Wingedhamham. I'm in engineering class EVERYTIME I update this thing so yeah! Just something I do when bored in this class :P

IF YOU ARE NOT SCARED BY MY PERSONALITY BY NOW, I PROMISE I WILL TRY HARDER!!!

:D

enjoy your day.