Meh

I hate storms. Hate them, hate them, hate them. I don't mind the rain and like looking at the lightning, but  I can't stand the thunder. I don't know why, thunder just freaks me out, I don't like the noise.

Vlog: I actually am making one

I have actually started a collab vlog with someone I met in your pants. (that one never gets old does it?) It officially starts tomorrow. I would post a link to your pants, but it is a place for nerdfighters and if you are a nerdfighter you already know where to go to find your pants.

The Vlog channel:
TheShokoAnna

Sleep

I thought that maybe this week I would try harder to go to bed a little earlier... it isn't working. It is 2153 now, and I probably won't be getting to sleep until about 2330 or later. Maybe next week sleep-deprived little Shoko will go to sleep earlier, or not, but it would help if I did. I still swear that my bed is trying to kill me and it has allied with the bookshelf. I was laying on my stomach on the floor using my laptop and I reached over to get something and ended up hitting my head hard on the end of my bed. This happened yesterday in the middle of the day, it is now night and when I touch my head in that spot it still hurts. At least it is only when I touch it, it could be worse. One of these days my bed is going to succeed and then I will just say "I informed you thusly" to all of the people who didn't believe that it was trying to kill me. Heh, well guess who will be next... did you guess yet? Well I know who it will go after when it finishes killing me, but I'm not telling. :P So ha, thats what you get for calling me crazy. You just go run away and hide now, because for all you know, you could be next.... heh heh heh....

Me singing

I didn't actually write this song, but I am the first one to record it. I got permission from the writer to do so.

Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=168BkeMKQpo

Writer: http://bananazed.deviantart.com/#/d39plhp 

Yawn

I'm tired, I haven't gotten much sleep in the past week. I also have two people asking me mean questions on formspring. I know who one of the 2 people is, but I don't know who the other person is. Actually I don't know for sure who the other one is, but my boyfriend suspects that he knows who it is and I blocked that person from my formspring. I also deleted the person that I actually know asked one from Facebook. My mom told me to, but I was probably going to anyway. I hate drama, high school has too much drama, but at least I'm not being sucked into the middle of drama like I was in 8th grade, and I was some in 4th and 5th grade too. I would always be drug into the middle of people's fights and I hated it. I don't care that people hate me, I just don't like the drama. Bleh, I need sleep, I'm going to go get some food so I don't throw up, I want chocolate, I'm gonna kill her in her sleep.... Just a few thoughts that are running through my loopy, sleep deprived mind. Wait, that last one was supposed to stay in a thought bubble, not be typed, but oh well. What is the best way to kill someone in their sleep? Crap mind quit typing everything I am thinking. I should probably quit typing before I say something else that I shouldn't... Well, bye now, I guess...

The drug called bowling

No I don't mean an actual drug. I mean the sport bowling. Bowling is a great stress reliever for me and my friends and it is a great substitute for drugs. It is hard to wait a week to bowl again after I bowl on Saturday morning. I am finding it very hard to believe that I actually went about a year without bowling, I don't know how I survived. I love bowling, it is the best sport ever.

Micheal and Shoko

Shoko... er... Micheal... er.... Haley here! I was Shoko in a game with my little brother when I was little called Micheal and Shoko (we were like 3, we weren't the most creative with names)... Actually we alternated between being Micheal and Shoko, so sometimes I would be Micheal. Don't you miss the little kid days? The days where you could just play pretend all day and change your name around all the time and nobody cared, and they actually played along. Now it isn't playing pretend anymore, it is just "I want to be called..." and that is your name, and you only have one personality. (okay maybe two, but the other one only best friends get to see)Ah the joys of young childhood. I wish regular people could be like that now, but it's only the famous people that can anymore it seems. The famous people (who are now more infamous than famous) change personalities, names, looks, friends, and pretty much everything to match what they think is "in." For example: Miley Cyrus, or Hanna Montana, or whoever she is right now. She changed her name on her birth certificate to Miley, she had a "double life" on the TV show Hanna Montana and now she is completely inappropriate for younger kids to watch, but people still like her! I think that is just messed up, but apparently anything is acceptable when you're already famous, there are plenty of "stars" that do drugs now and so many young stars getting pregnant, Jaime Lynn Spears was pregnant at the age of 16. Look at the role models TV gives us! No wonder a lot of teens are so messed up these days.

I love how my posts have completely changed subject by the end of them. I guess I am getting good at changing the subject in the middle of something because my writing/typing is able to just keep going as if I hadn't changed the subject at all.

RIP Brian Jacques

RIP Brian Jacques. He died on Feb. 5, (Saturday) of a heart attack at the age of 71. I didn't read his series Redwall but I did start one of his other series Castaways of the Flying Dutchman, and I intend on finishing it if I can find the other book, so far I've read two of them but I can't find the other book in the libraries in my county or at my school. It's a good book, but of all the people I've seen talking about him since he died the other day have been talking about Redwall. I think I might start to read the Redwall series, they don't really seem like the kind of books I would read, but I really loved Castaways. I got very absorbed in that book and I read it, I think twice, which is something I rarely ever do, so I may try to read Redwall to see if it is as good as Castaways.