I AM BACK (temporarily at least). Sorry for not posting in...um...over a month. Invisi has been suffering from lazybuttitis. Yeah, no I haven't. I would love to say that it's because my Internet has been down, my modem has crashed, my computer has broken, I've been sick, and school work has been stopping me from posting; but that would be a lie. All of the above DID happen, just none of it was severe enough to stop me from posting. The only reason I haven't been posting is because I've been to lazy to write. *sweatdrop*
Hum, I am now finished with my tearful apology, SO LET THE REAL POST BEGIN! *fanfare*
Darn my mom. She got this song stuck in my head. I'm sorry if you hate me forever. But don't blame me, blame my mom. >.> This song really is horrifying, unless you're three. Then you might love it.
NOW! Because I might have killed you, let me do an awesome song to bring you back to life! This next one is by Karnivool, an Australian band.
Unfortunately, my phone has broken. It has broken because Invisi is not known for being good with phones....among other things.
Here's an example (or so):
I have accidentally downloaded four Trojans onto our (my family's) computers in the last 6 months. Twice on our home computer, once on my mom's work computer (her superiors had to wipe the hard drive because it was so far gone...), and one on my dad's computer. (I was just standing there, and WE GET HIT BY A TROJAN! Technology hates me.... *sob*) On TOP of all that. I accidentally flood the upstairs portion of our house.
This is what happens:
One day, I flush the upstairs toilet. When it starts flushing reeeeeeally slowly, I flush it again. Then it didn't flush so much as FLOOD. I couldn't find the plunger. You can imagine the pandemonium that ensued..... Don't worry though, the water was clean.
Ehheh, for some strange reason, the above paragraph was embarrassing to write.
ALSO! Our TV has broken. The TV still works, but unless you're fond of seeing blue smurf-like people, I wouldn't recommend watching it. Here's the dealy-bob: red=blue, blue=green, green=red, yellow=purple, purple=muddy brown-ish. It's gotten so bad that I'll look outside and think that the grass is really blue. Here's a picture. The actual color of the screen should be blue, which you can see around the edges.
The screen is pretty durn pretty innit? I have a question for smart people out there: Why is my television screen doing this?
Back to the phone! Here is a helpful tip to everyone in cyberspace! DON'T DROP YOUR PHONES. I did, and now it is dead. *sad face* I mourned the loss of my phone, and then set about trying to find a new one. I had to go to eBay to find a new phone (my dad won't let me buy another phone with a contract because I might kill it before the contract expires...again). I spent a couple hours surfing eBay for a new phone before my brain exploded. Much like this:
If you didn't already guess, I made this picture as well. Not the explosion, the words. After my brain exploded, I decided to give up on my quest for phones and buy a new phone of my old phone. Did that make sense? I just bought the same exact model that I already had. Many people thought I was an idiot for not upgrading but it's simpler to not fuss about it.
Here's another phone story, it starts the day after I break my phone. Here's a quick note to begin: my phone is not completely broken, it still works (to a certain extent). Both screens (my phone is a flip) will randomly flash blue and red, and not all of the buttons on the phone work all the time. Anyways, I put my phone in my pocket before I eat dinner. Somehow in the process of me eating dinner, my pocket dials 911 FOUR times. 911 was pretty ticked off. After they called me to make sure I wasn't dying from some horrible accident, they made me spell out my first and last name. My name is now in the records somewhere. Wonderful.I'm just going to remind you quickly that I did not dial 911 on purpose. What really happened is my pocket dialled 1-1-2-call button, or 1-1-2-soft key, OR 1-1-2-enter. On my phone there are many different ways to dial emergency and it doesn't matter whether or not my phone is locked. Here in America, most phones will redirect you to 911 if you call 112. *sighs* I guess this was inevitable. I only hope that I don't start dying from some horrible accident and end up like a modern retelling of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf".
TTFN!
Invisi
Friday, February 4, 2011
Texas must be broken! It's snowing outside!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
I'm going to die. Those stupid rolling blackouts destroyed my computer modem and now I have no internet. So no blogging or surfing or homework for another week.
Today is celebrating Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. 's historical "I Have a Dream" speech. He first gave the speech on August 28, 1963 at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington DC.
This is a drawing I did using my computer's crummy art program. IT TOOK ME FOR FREAKING EVER to do (like, 3 days straight sitting in front of my computer screen), and was my first time trying, with all consciousness, to create something visually pleasing. In other words, IT IS NOT AN ABSTRACT DOODLE, I put a lot of time and effort into this so please do not steal (this is assuming that you would even WANT to steal this). I did not copy anything, these are all original ideas and all original artwork. I really hope that you think this miniature one panel comic is funny!
Note: I own pretty darn much everything in this comic so please ask before using, or at least give me credit.
Happy New Years! I do realize it is a bit past New Years, but like the Christmas post, this comes late.
So HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! *fanfare*
Today was also the first day back to school. In English class, we finished up the lesson plan quickly, so we had time to fool around.
My English teacher gave us a Japanese psychology test. Luckily, we had no clue it was a psychology test, and instead thought it was just something to use to apply our lesson in (we're doing studies on usage of the seven senses in literature). We were wrong. My teacher told us a story, and then asked us four questions. She told us to answer according to our opinions. After we finished writing down our answers, she told us the different options for answers and what they meant. These are what my answers turned out to mean about me:
I see my father as a large, overbearing, looming, dominant, untouchable, cruel, cold, and frightening figure.
I have no self worth.
I tend to either be a quitter or pace myself.
My father doesn't love me.
WELL THAT'S NICE, AIN'T IT? I told my friend this, and he told me it was correct. I just about whacked him... Apparently, according to some people, I need psychological help.
Merry Christmas (one day late)! The temperature high for this week was EIGHTY DEGREES. Eighty degrees in the middle of winter in the last half of December. Here in Texas we do not have such seasons as "spring" and "fall", we have just two. Summer and winter.
The people here at the invisihousehold were wandering around in shorts and t-shirts this week. Frosty's not alive right now, Jack Frost is not nipping at my nose, and I am NOT dressed like an Eskimo. (see the lyrics to: The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire), and Frosty the Snowman) If I were dressed like an Eskimo, I'd melt into a puddle of goo, much like Frosty if he were alive in this temperature. Ironically, the coldest day this week was on Christmas, with a high of 45 degrees. Makes me wonder, how cold will New Years be? :)
Am I the only one writhing in frustration after hearing Christmas music every day since november?
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Update: This can't be good. All this darned holiday music is wedging itself deep into my head. It doesn't help, of course, that I'm sick now, because I've started to hear Jingle Bells being played when there IS NO Jingle Bells being played.
This year, I will not be doing my Christmas Carol posts. I looked back on them this year and they're kind of, well, stupid.
I also 'pologize to Sammie for not seeing that she had already posted something similar to this one.
