Hello?!? It's only 11 PM there?

What do you guys think you're doing?!?! It's only 11 PM! The night is young! And it's 12 AM here! Why aren't you online talking to me? Gosh, you'd think that it was a school night and you were sleeping, or something retarded like that. GOSH!

So wake up and talk to me! Am I going to have to become the blog version of Alex harassing everyone to email her? Huh? HUH?

Yeah, whatever. I'll be home tomorrow. I'll chastise you then, or Tuesday.

Adios, slackers.

-Midori

*sniffle, sniffle*

Well.....the house is quiet. No wild giggles from a broken baby. No triumphant shouts of joy from mismatched card players. No chattering cousins squishing into the living room, like it was a telephone booth and they were going to beat that world record, gosh darn it. No more of Papa's famous fudge *weeping bitterly*. No slapping hands from evil sisters who won't let you ruin your hair. * grumble* She's goin' down if she does that at Christmas too.

*sigh*

Sadly, the only thing that there is anything left of is cold weather and chicken from KFC. Well...I'm leaving the cold weather, and whoever said leftover KFC was a bad thing? In fact, right now it sounds really good.

Sorry, luvs. The chicken's calling me. It's not my fault that I can't ignore the call of the wild.

-Midori

eroding....ERODING!!!!

After 5 hours in-a-closed-in-area-with-a-dog-in-my-face-and-no-where-to-stretch-my-legs, you can not expect this to be a nice post, where I write interesting things, and tell you all how I love you. so if you want to be spared my selfishness and immaturity, just skip to the long-deep-breath.

I am such a rotten person. I get to spend a week in Boise, (6 days) see ALL my fabulous family, skip 2 days os school, and I'm sulking cause I'd rather be home with my friends. I'm SORRY! But I would!

Yeah. What bites is that I'm going to have to hang around here till Monday when mi madre amable (not) is staying here and mi papa y yo are coming home. So, I get to drive 5 hours one day and then go to school the next with no mother. Meanwhile, I have to endure all the family people. Believe me, I love my family, even the extended ones, but I don't have anything in common with almost ANY of my cousins! They're all beautiful and talented (Ren, Alex, don't give me that crap that I am beautiful and talented! I think all of my friends are beautiful and talented too, but that's because I KNOW them. Really KNOW them! KNOW that they are wonderful people! These people just glow with it as soon as you see them ) people, that I don't really want to be around!!!! So sue me! I love them, and when we were 8 yrs-old, we had a blast, but now it's just awkward, because none of them are like me! THEY'RE ALL *snarle* *twitch*

POPULAR!!!!!!

AARRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!!

And, man, it bugs the heck out of me, when they try to be my friend when we so obviously have nothing in common!

*long, deep breath* Okay, I'm done ranting. I am just sad, because I won't get to see any of you or my other friends for a week, and I can't go to the dance (sorry, Ren) or church because we aren't leaving till Monday. Believe me. I tried to get a ride home with Jackie and the Elkins and then hibernate at Mandy's for the weekend, but they were leaving too early. So, I'm being tragic and a slight brat.

But....I will mellow out, once I see Grandmama and Papa and my sister and Bry-Bry (imagine a baby voice right there). We're in my grandparents house, but they aren't home. We've been here for an hour now, too!

Well, I've ranted and calmed down. So, I hope y'all have a great Thanksgiving, if I don't write again till then! Holy mother, I can smell the rolls baking and it's killing me!

-Midori

I wonder if Mormon dentists carry blessed novocaine instead of blessing oil?

the numbing....THE NUMBING!!!

Man, my mouth could be used as testing area for microscopic war weapons! I swear, I didn't feel a thing today at the dentist! whichmayhavetodowithmeaskingtobeshotuptwicemore....BUT DON'T TELL MY NURSE!

*ahem* Anyway. So I sat in the dental area, and soon they had me down, confused and affrighted (I like that word!), looking up to see a strange man watching me. He seemed to be well-acquainted with the man with the shiny, pointy thing in my mouth, or at least I would think anyone who let someone sit in on some fillings and ask many odd questions should be acquainted with them.

So, after calming my self, and realizing that I couldn't get out until I had observed their strange ways, I started listening intently, trying to glean information from their conversation. This is what I found. The guy walking around me, staring down my throat, was an odd Mormon child, who was married. Also, though not exactly comforting, I learned that he proposed to his wife by having his cop-friend and 3 squad cars full arrest him in her apartment. Afte they searched him and hassled her, they took him outside, with her trailing along, and forced him down on his knees to propose. At this point they were reassured that she did sufficiently abuse and maim him before she said yes.

Also! I learned that my dentist was Mormon too! I mean, who wouldn't be, if they'd lived in Utah for 10 years, and married someone from Idaho! Not to mention he is a bishop of another ward in another stake. So now I'm not afraid to go to the dentist, because anyone who is in the Lord's service has to have protection and blessings and can't go wrong with my mouth!

And so I leave this with you. Can they bless the novocaine before they use it? They must. Because......heavens.....

.................it feels gooooooooddd.............

Nrghh.....

IT CAN DIE!!!!!!!!!

I JUST WROTE A FREAKING LONG POST THAT WAS ALL EMOTIONAL AND GOOD AND ACTUALLY NOT CENTERED ON ME FOR ONCE!!!!!

BUT GUESS WHAT!

THE FREAKING SITE MESSED UP AND FREAKING DELETED IT! AND NOW MY POST IS ABOUT ME! ALL ME!!!

*heavy, concentrated breathing, slowly steadying* thank you all for bearing with me just now. if you will, just imagine the best anyone can say about you, and imagine that i wrote it on my post before it *twitch* deleted it.

Euphoria and novocaine....unuh, don't mix.

Never again will I find fault with the bitter taste of novocaine. Never will I take a bite without relishing the easy way that the morsel moves in my mouth. Never again will I refuse to smile for anyone, knowing as I do now that there are far worse things than plump cheeks while smiling. Never again will I be hesitant to rest my ongoing chatter for a moment of sweet respite.

Yes, my dear friends. I have gone through the humbling experience of a lifetime, made even more poor by the simple fact of my having to go through it again tomorrow.

I went to the dentist.

And now when I smile it looks like I just had a stroke. The right side of my mouth doesn't go up when I smile, and even droops a little on it's own. I drool a bit too.

I hope it lasts till mutual.

Ya know what the best site on the internet is? Dictionary.com!

Hoosha! Let's try that again!

euPHORia!!!!!!!!

And in case you didn't get that, EUPHORIAEUPHORIAeuphoriaEuPHoRIaeuphoria
EUPHoriAEUPHORIAeuphoriaEuPhOrIaeuphoriaEUphorIAEUPHORIAeuphoria

I have no life. AND I can't see what I am typing, because it is white coming up on a white screen. Oh, well. It's nine and I haven't done my homework. *slaps wrists* Bad girl! Go listen to some Queen for punishment!

*ahem*

eu....

PHOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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depressing.....

Man, Seattle is NOT a fun place. It was dirty and everyone wore black and never smiled. And then there are the homeless people Anytime I see homeless people I feel sad and guilty that I have it so good, and I ALWAYS get teary. It's not fun.

So, Brittany and I walked by an old man in dirty clotheswith his hands out, and I was so torn between giving him money or not. I kept walking on, but then I stopped and turned, staring back at him in agony. Brittany tried to comfort me, but I just felt torn and kept walking. And now I'm crying again. I don't care if I shouldn't give any money to them, it makes me feel depressed for days and so guilty.

I'm going to go have a good cry in my room. Maybe I'll overdose on Rock and then my brain will rot and I'll forget where the kitchen is and I'll die....

La lala lalaaaa.....

You know, I get finished reading Renix's blog and Josh's blog, and then I go to mine, and the first thing I see is "Hey boy!" And I feel like I'm off in my own Lala town, on my Lala world, in my Lala universe (which I actually am). But the deep things that happen just seem to happen when I'm not around.

I could say a million things, but I only have a half hour till I have to leave, and I would almost exactly repeat everything everyone else said. But I do have to say one thing:

Josh, you jerk!

I'll tell you why later.

Renix ( that sounds weird, I'm gonna think of a new name for you.)...Reina....Dulces....Nieve......
I dunno. I kinda like Nieve. Ooh! How 'bout Fuerza? Hehe, funny Spanish people.

Okay, all seriousness has left me. I'll just have to see y'all later. I wish I could give you a hug, Renix/Dulce/Nieve/Fuerza!

*cyberhug*

Love y'all!

-Midori

PS Oooo! Guess what I got on my chem makeup test!

94%!!!!!

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy

Hey Boy!

*sigh* I love Queen. I'm sorry, but they mix 2 of my great loves, choir and rock, so therefore I cannot help but absolutely ADORE them!

Dining at the Ritz we'll meet at 9 (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 o'clock )I will pay the bill, you taste the wine....

Okay. I'm over my momentary love spurt. Instead I am writing this when I should be putting the finishing touches on my talk. But, let me tell you, for a last minute job, it will work. Now I just need a story that will take up about 2 minutes and then I can write a conclusion. I've scoured lds.org, but I can't find any that I like. Maybe I'll just have to actually work and think up a story of my own. Dag-nabbit!

Sooooooooo. Since I only have about an hour to finish this before I go babysit, I shall post this random bit of nothing and set to thinking (I'll really just twirl in my seat and sing along to Queen and the Moulin Rouge soundtrack : )

Adios mis amigos fantasticos! Estoy estarar muy feliz, manana cuando yo ve Uds. Buenos noches! Yo quiero todas las felicidades en el mundo para sus!

-Midori

which relationship are you in/wish to be in?

O....k...... That was weird. I just clicked on the place for the title, and you know how sometimes your computer will remember things you've typed in before? Well....it came up with that. Maybe I was sleep typing again. Drat. That doesn't speak well for my social life.

Well, I was just going to type some random sentence and get off, but now I'm typing, so.... Nungh!

Ugh...I have to give a talk Sunday. I don't want to, but then again no one does. But (sorry Alex, I know my lack of spiritual enthusiasm is saddenning) I also don't want to write my talk.

Whoa! Random moment of spontaneity!

"Did you say, ' Billy, I love you...' "

All in a British accent.

Okay, the brain just did an automatic shutdown. I'm going to post this, then fall off my chair and start foaming at the mouth and twitching.

Post!

*twitch*