fo shizzle. seriously, i'm tired of humans complaining of animals and insects like the killer bees that THEY brought into their country >_< we just watched a nature documentary, lol. they said that killer bees are stirred up by carbon dioxide, so what is the exact opposie of carbon dioxide? my dad says oxygen, but i dunno.

quote of the day: "I think we should just pour lighter fluid over a hive of killer bees and set them all on fire. Then they could be like little flying lanterns~ That would be so romantic!!"

obviously i said that.

so, about killer bees. they don't kill, seriously. what is killer about them is that they're all little demons, and if you bother them then they will ALL fly out of their hive and chase you for a fifth of a mile, which is ten times longer than a regular european bee. they are called killer bees cuz they will kill you if you get stung enough, but even regular bees do that.

......yeah, i must be pretty bored. i try not to write a journal entry *every* day after i discovered that i have like thirty pages of journals, but this was inevitable because my other journal was annoying me, and because i'm extremely bored.

well, i'm definitely going to be doing teh lolita series~ along with kuro, wa, sweet, guro, and possibly ero, i may also do punk lolita. can anyone think of any other kinds?

i found out that lolita means something odd in the western civilization. in japan, lolita refers to the style and only means a cute fashion for girls and girly-looking guys. in western places, it apparently refers to pedophilia? it's all cuz of this novel written by a guy about some dude who fell in love with a twelve year-old. sounds random. i'll probably read up on it cuz i have no life.

.....i hate my neighbors. EVERY holiday, they get ALL teh kids and teh family and teh friends and teh everyone, and then they all have a party in their backyard. the guy my age over there is a little demon and liks to play hockey against their fence, which means he's basically shooting hockey pucks at my house. if i wake up to hear a puck smashing through my window, then look for that kid in the obituaries. he's got charcoal hair and olive skin and dark eyes, and he looks kind of like he's about to trip you as you walk by. that'll be him.

oh yeah, i drove two hours today and didn't die in teh SNOW. WHY IS IT SNOWING?!?!?! it's freaking latter-half of march. god must really have a sense of humor when he gives me a week and a half of lovely weather (after a *long* winter) and then a snow storm.

anyhow, sorry for spamming your inboxes. also, a prize to whoever guesses how many roses are in my rose lolita picture. not sure what the prize is yet, but humor me and guess, i like fun. adios.

here, have some to-do list~

To-Do List of DOOM

Great grandparents wedding picture -- acrylics (about 50% done)
1,000 paper cranes~
Dolls
Carmen -- realism -- acrylics
Less-crappy-paintings project~
Rozen Maiden Project
Painting of Susan from House -- realism -- don’t screw up