So, We Meet Again

Hey!
So its been months, literally, since I have written anything on here. You would think that would mean that I have a lot to say. But I really don't. I live a really average, normal, boring life. Perhaps not quite normal, since I have a strong love of logic puzzles (and also cheese, but that's really not relevant) and most people probably don't. But it is quite boring. Science is finally over, which is rather bittersweet, I am glad that its over and that I did well on my project, but now I have nothing to do. That was my life for months, I ate, breathed, and slept science. And now...there is nothing. Next year should be fun, I have quite the academically challenging schedule. That would strike fear into the hearts of most people, but not me, I face this with joy and hope in my heart. I don't have a math class though :( That makes me rather sad. Summer, there isn't much to do, so I will (hopefully) starting writing more often.

Right now, my music of choice is Evanescence. The songs are so powerful and emotionally driven and strong. Its amazing. Their CD Fallen, amazing CD.

I wrote something in English class (me being the overachiever I am, went way overboard) and I was quite proud with the way it turned out. My friends weren't really interested in it, but I can share it here.
His greeting was blatant, a nearly impossible perfect middle line between friendly enough and bored. For her, this put her great mood in jeopardy. Such a tone of voice should be frivolous but it was havoc on her touchy heart. She knew she was being ridiculous though, and gave him a chance to either change or validate her feelings. To her, love was as alimentary to her soul as green vegetables were to her body. Her high intelligence eclipsed her feelings though, and no one was able to see her emotions. Her smile was purely jocose, it did not truly show how she felt. As the days continued, she still kept her heart hidden and day after day, she was hurt. It wasn't as though he meant to, he didn't mean to at all, he simply didn't know. She was partially glad for the emotionless reading of text messages, so her true feelings weren't betrayed, but this was also the reason of her gradual destruction. She felt as though he ignored her feelings. She tried to tell him, many times she hinted, many more she told him directly, just in another language. He ignored this though. He would talk to her about other people, about his desire to be with someone. She considered telling him how she felt, so she could be with him and they could both be happy. But she simply couldn't. So he would continue to talk, and she would put on a calm face and listen, because when it came down to it, they were most importantly best friends. But as soon as he said good night, she lost composure and was miserable. It should be so easy, so simple for them to be together. And it would be so perfect, just like their friendship. But it is not easy or simple. So the cycle just continues.
Not the best story in the world, but I didn't think that it was terrible.

My mini me (my friend that is just like me, I mean we both have a love of Canada, we love math, everything I like she likes, everything I don't like she doesn't like, it is nearly creepy how much alike we are) drew an octopus for me today! He is a very cute octopus :) He even has a hat on.

I think that's about it. Perhaps tomorrow I will have some cool adventure to tell you about. I wouldn't count on it, but perhaps.
PrincessC

Science

Since its practically dominating my life (I would much rather spend time with my amigo, but then, I would rather spend time with him than do anything else in the world), I will tell you about my lovely science project .
I am trying to make hydrogen, well not directly, I am trying to find the "perfect" metal semiconductor to take energy from the sun and use that energy to split water into hydrogen and oxygen, then capture the hydrogen and use it as a fuel source. Its a pretty cool idea I think. It might not ever happen in my life time, but that doesn't mean that I shouldn't try and help the future generations and add to the knowledge base. I like being able to contribute something to science. Science is really important to me, its interesting, its fun (I'm a nerd, I know). Science is the study of the questions. Like when you ask "Why is the sky blue?", science can answer that. Or "How does an airplane fly?", science can answer that too. Being the curious person I am, I ask lots and lots of questions, its never good enough for me to just be told something, I have to know all the specifics behind it. And I hate not knowing something, I hate that more than anything else, except maybe people that lie, I absolute really hate people that lie.

I better go do some more science now.
PrincessC

Hello Again!

Hey, long time, no see!
Science: I love it, but honestly, its like once you start researching, you barely have time to breathe! I have started a blog of poems http://princesscpoetry.blogspot.com/ for anyone that wishes to view it. I wrote them a while ago and they are mostly free form. I will probably update that often, they are already written, most of them, and it doesn't take long to post them. This, however, this takes some time, I have to think of just the right thing to say (and you thought that I just kinda start rambling and muttering to myself on here ;) ) and that's something that I don't have much of. I may talk of my project on here on a later post.

I hate to just type and run, but its getting late and I'm getting sleepy. Later everyone!
PrincessC

Random=Me

Everyone in my family has pro status on Wii bowling. That is, everyone but me. It is very not cool. I will keep practicing though, and then, I will be better than all of them. *evil laugh* Not really probably, they are all pretty good, I just want to have a fancy ball like all of them that you get when you get pro.

I have a jealousy problem. I have been denying it for a long time, but I have one. I also have a problem with change, especially big changes and changes in people. Such as this....

My friend used to do everything with me. We would go everywhere together. Pretty much every Friday we would be doing something together. But it's not like that anymore. In fact, they don't really do anything with me anymore. It makes me quite sad. My dislike of change and of being alone has led to this sadness. But I will find something to end it. Such as randomly dancing and singing, which is what I did today and yesterday.

Not much in the way of talking, I have much on my mind.
Later
PrincessC

Friends, Squishes, Life

Squishes: one of life's great mysteries. I like you yet I don't want you. Does that make any sense? It does to me in the sense that I feel like that, but I don't think that normal people do. I told the guy that I have one on. I don't think he understood. He is one of my best friends ever, so I don't want to scare him off. So I think that I'll just act like I don't like him at all.

Something that is bothering me though is this concept of beautiful. I have been asked many times things like: Do you think that (insert name) is beautiful/handsome?, Who do you think is beautiful/handsome? And every time I am asked if someone is, I say yes, cause that just seems like good manners and I assume that since they ask me, they think so and want a second agreeing opinion. (Some day I know that those sly people I associate with are going to find someone they think is ugly and ask me and I will say yes and then they will know that I don't know what beautiful is) But I honestly don't know what beautiful is, that has no meaning to me. I don't know if someone looks good or not. I have no fashion sense. So I kinda wish that they would stop asking me, cause I really don't know. (That may be freakish, but you know what? That's OK, I don't mind being a freak, I kinda like it)



So I currently love Shakira's music. Since my discovery of her about two weeks ago, I love her. I think that Men in this Town has a quote that is meant for me "Is there a prince in this fable for a small town girl like me" (which I am almost liking this idea of staying single forever, so maybe that isn't a quote for me, but sometimes I wish I was in a relationship, so then it is) But I love her entire new album, She Wolf. There are some songs that I don't really care for, but I don't remember the names of them, since I didn't like them, but 90% of the cd is amazing.

My mother can not figure out how to get the video game system to work. I should go help her.
PrincessC

Impatience

Some days you can tell my impatience more than others.
Like today.
I have it in my head that I will find a black ring. I'm pretty sure that my parents think that I am joining a cult. But all of you ace people (if any of you are, or know anyone that is, or are a random researcher or whatever) know why. So I searched every store in the mall. Scary stores that I told myself I would never enter. Normal mother stores like Macy's. And I found nothing. My mother tried to help...well, at least she said that she was. I took her with me looking, and she kept asking why. Not sure that I am going to tell her yet. I just said that it looks cool and that's why I want one. Anyways, I found nothing and it made me quite upset. So then I took some plastic canvas and black thread when I got home, and just wrapped the thread around the plastic as tight as it would go, and look there, a black ring, and one that fits me perfectly. I think this is just a temporary solution, but it actually doesn't look that bad.

So I also told my friend that I am ace. Well, didn't actually say it, I said that I was looking for a ring, I twittered about it, they got curious, I twittered the origin of the black ring, they actually cared and looked it up (who does that? friends actually care?) and so now they know. I don't think they really understand it, but hey, who does? I don't understand them normal people either.

I think that you would all be interested in hearing this. I've wanted to tell my friends for a while, you know since it happened, but none of them want to seem to listen to me, so I'll tell you. I mean...you guys were totally my first pick....(there aren't any of you yet, so sorry that you weren't first, you probably would have been if you would exist).
I was walking in the mall, minding my own business. And I look to the other side of the path (you know how they got those vendor carts in the middle splitting up the hallway? well I looked to the other side of those) and I thought to myself, 'Hey, that person has clothes just like me....and hair too...and, hey whoa, they are moving at the same speed I am....and now they are messing with their hair just like I am....wait a second.'
I was looking at a mirror. I felt like a complete idiot.

I should probably get some sleep now.
PrincessC

Day One

First day of the new year...know how I spent it? The same way most of the world did; sleeping because I stayed up waiting for it to come. That custom seems to me to be one that needs to be questioned. The new year is coming whether we watch it come or not. We can't stop it. We aren't going to sleep through it, it will be there when we wake up. We will live it for at least 365 days. So what is the big deal about watching it come in?

The Olympics are in Canada this year. I want to go to Canada. I also want to go to the Olympics. So that would be the perfect trip for me. But the way its looking, I will just have to settle for watching it on TV and playing my Olympics game on my DS. But I also love my video games, so that's OK too. But I will go to the Olympics someday.

Sometimes I think I live too much in the someday instead of the right now. I have all of these plans for the future, but what if I'm not paying enough attention to what is around me right now? I might actually end up missing all of this someday. Not that I am unappreciative, because I always try to be very grateful for what I have. But the future just looks like it will be so much more fun than this present time is. I don't know, I will ponder some more on this and get back with you....someday.

I love yarn. I feel very cat-like saying that. But it is very interesting if you think about it. Its not quite thread, and not quite fabric. It is very complex yet simple, soft and movable, yet stuck in its own way. Yes, yarn is very nice stuff. Until those little fuzz things come off and get in your eye. Then its not so cool anymore.

Music is my love. Its in my head, it puts me to sleep at night, its always playing when I am at home. And it doesn't even matter to me what kind of music, I love all kinds. As long as the lyrics are good and it has a good sound, then I like it (except rap, it has no nice sound, sorry if that offends anyone, but I don't like it). Right now my songs are:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWdxXus1ULw: The Cliks (from Canada :) ) My friend showed them to me, and I like it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLQgjEhH400: Shakira...I am learning Spanish (and I really really love it, you will probably notice if you read this enough, I like to throw it in randomly in conversations). Her Spanish songs led me to this. Which I realize I am like five years behind all of the music trends, but whatever.
And the other day, I discovered this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xtSZoAdBDo
It is basically the theme song of my life.

I should probably go do something productive now.
Later! :)
PrincessC