Soap.

Alright.
Apparently, I'm a very bad person for lying to the masses and to an inanimate website by saying I wouldn't neglect this damn blog anymore.
But it's been brought to my attention that I need to update it..
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Zuko here. Don't have any experience writing, so bear with me.
Well... No experience in the blogsphere. I... I'm really at a loss for words. Should I introduce myself?
Yeah, thats a good place to start.
I'm 16. I obsess over music and my girl, who evidently laces her tarts and cookies with plastic explosives.
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(It's true. [:)
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See that? We're typing on the same computer, except it's like remote access. So she cuts in when I least expect her to.
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(Also true.)
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But we're all aware who wears the pants here. *points to his jeans*
But this is her page on the webs..
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Which she has taken back over.
For a short time- as now it's time for sleep.
Yeah, so this was a weird post, I know, but hopefully it will be continued soon.
(I might even make Zuko an admin. Hmm...)
Anyway, my sexy ponies, I'm out for the night. Later.

Let the Bodies Hit the Floor.

Ahh!
To quote the lovely Maddox, blog dearest, "I've been neglecting you like an unwanted stepchild."
(I promise I'm not too terribly off the deep end...I promise.)

Well, this week has become very uncomfortably strange and crowded with events I don't want to do.

...Alright, alright, just one event I don't want to do.
We're debating on Saturday.
With eighth graders.
And I'm with a seventh grader.
She's cool... [cool not being of its normal definition, I'm thinking..] but...I mean, the topic is the death penalty, and I'm trying to own ass again at a topic I haven't taken a shot at in almost 8 months.
Fun, right?
Oh, well...like my sardonic college-kid coach says, I'll get over it.

But on the plus side, the dance is tomorrow...though I'm not completely sure that's a PLUS side still.
Though half the kids attending are excited about it as it is, the other half are trying to sabotage the thing..
Probably in the best interest of us all, but it's still slightly disconcerting.

At least I can see Zuko.
That makes it an uber-plus. [:

So that's all I have to say on this lovely evening...or at least, all that comes to mind.
I'll try my best not to neglect you anymore, my lovely blog.
[Again...not crazy...or completely, at least. xD]

Hunger and bats. Erm.. bats are delicious?

Kyaah.
I'm hungry.
Like, you don't even know.

I did a famine earlier this year- at Easter I believe- with my church.
I didn't get hungry THEN.
But for some reason when I've eaten several times prior to dinnertime today, I get so hungry. Haha.
And my primary source of food, aka my mother, has yet to arrive home.

*sigh*
I suppose the best thing to do would be to not think about food.
Okay.
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I made a Zubat today.
Well, okay, not a REAL Zubat, but a Sculpey one.
I like to think I'm a good sculptor when I work with Sculpey. Haha.
Anyway, digressing..
So I baked the thing, and everything was looking wonderful, until its wings fell off.
Goddamned wings.
Falling off and such.



Now that I think about it, one of its feet fell off too...



Gah, I'm just a Pokémon killer. xD.

That sorta depresses me...it made me think of pulling wings off baby birds, like in all those old Mark Twain books.
Is that even right? xD.
Okay...I'm going to stop ranting now.

Enjoy the rest of your day. :D

La danse- c'est macabre. [Or at least with my mad skills. xD]

Oh lord. School dance in a bit less than 2 weeks.
Maybe I can convince Zuko to go...it's always 50/50 with him though.
I bet he'd go if he could though.

So I'm going to be all girly and figure out what to wear weeks in advance. Hurray. :D
It's not a formal type of thing, it's more or less "A Night on the Town" themed...so perhaps I'll dress up more than normally.

I'm thinking like, either vintage or semi-Victorian.
Perhaps both.
I've been telling people I'm going to try and do like, a peacock-themed look though..
A few days ago I happened upon this blog, I think the name was Peacock Wedding [quite appropriately named], and got some ideas from there. Additionally, the hair fascinators from Pinc Stuff- worth your time, TRUST me- inspired me too.
So maybe I'll do some crazy make-up for the occasion too.

I do need a haircut, anyway.

But I digress.

[I know my school buddies will bug me about this post elsewhere, so I'm just going to end it here. Hahaha.]

Moonlit serenade...at the drive-in?

God, I love this movie.
Haha. I'm a Grease junkie, what can I say...it comes from dating a boy stuck 20 years in the past. But do I love that boy. [:

This song always makes my heart just sprout wings, I don't know why, it just does.
Who wouldn't want their Romeo to sing something this sweet?
[Okay...gonna stop being a girl now. xD.]

What's your name, again?

[I'm not telling anyone what I've been doing the past few months because, my sexy ponies, I really don't feel like it. ]
I must keep reminding myself to do a shoot like this...not pin-up [because in my opinion, not to offend, pin-up models of any type are all rather slutty...I mean, look what you're dealing with, it's a really vague fetish topic], but 20s vintage would be brilliant.
Not to mention the fact that the model I'm thinking of recruiting would be fabulous in 20s stuff, since it's practically all he owns in formal wear.
So can someone cue P!ATD, or something, because that'd make it all like...to die for.
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I love this picture.
*hangs head* Haha.

PC: larafairie.
Check her out NOW. Her stuff is fantastic.

Grr.

Alright, this has been pissing me off for a while, and I want some input on it.
Is it right or wrong to bash celebrities when they're engaged to your celeb crush?
In my opinion, God yes it is.
I mean, I've had my fair share of hatred of fianceés, but I mean...looking back on it, it's extremely immature.
These days, I'm seeing stuff like "This is bullshit...Zac Efron is engaged to that SKANK?!?! ..This is depressing..." and "I know, really...It's obvious that she's just doing it for the money...If it wasn't for him, she'd be a nobody."
BE HAPPY FOR THEM.
Man.
This is just one example.
Who fucking CARES if they're getting married. What are the chances of the fangirls being with their love interest, for that matter? I mean, taking that into consideration...chances are OBSCENELY slim to none.
Besides, if you really did love the guy/girl, you'd be happy they found someone they wanted to spend their life with.
*breathes*

/endrant.
Sorry. :D