Pink Rapid

See Ya.

2007-02-13T03:39:18Z

    In case anyone actually watches this journal:

    Nothing more will be posted here in the near or distant future. If you've come looking for fanfiction, icons, and/or wit, you may refer to my new account, pink_rapid. If you're on my friends list but I don't talk to you, don't add my new account. Obviously we're not that great of friends anyway. Any icons taken from this journal should have credit given to pink_rapid, NOT pointsetta please. I'm taking down all my userpics. Anyone looking forward to an icon update can watch my new journal, which will be releasing one hundred hilarious Bleach icons within the next two weeks to bleach_icons, as well as a few fanfiction pieces.

    Thanks, it's been wild.

English - not Chinese - Torture

2007-01-10T06:21:40Z

PEOPLE WHO CAN'T SPEAK THE LANGUAGE DON'T BELONG IN AN ENGLISH CLASS WITH PEOPLE WHO CAN.

SERIOUSLY.

FUCK.

Okay, really? We had this assignment in English today to choose one of three sonnets and do a little report or whatever on them. Most people chose the Sonnet LV, by Shakespeare. So the first people to present it went up and wrote the iambic pentameter on the board.

Strike one: spelling "gilded" as "guilded". It was horrible, but I let it slide.

So they continue on with their presentation and they get to the part where they have to list off four poetic devices they found in the sonnet.

Strike two: the elision "besmear'd" being pronounced "bez-meered". That one made my eye twitch, but it was just a small slight. I laughed it off.

So the next people go up and do the same sonnet. They make the SAME pronunciation mistake. By now, my hands are balled into fists, my knuckles are white with frustration, but I do nothing.

Strike three: interpretting the poem as a poem solely about war. WRONG, DOUCHEBAGS.

So they go back to their seat and the next group resumes the horrible torture-fest and subsequent gangrape of the English language. Again, "besmeare'd" is pronounced with a somewhat Texan accent (and by now I'm banging my head against the wall to stop myself from slaughtering everyone in the class), and they interpret it wrong again. I really am about to scream.

I go up. I tell the class the RIGHT way to pronounce it, as well as correct the spelling error of "gilded" on the board. I also make a rather intellectual remark about the allusion to Mars and consequentially to Ares, Greek god of war. Then I say the correct interpretation, which is that memories will outlast the most lavish of luxuries. I take my seat, confident that I've taught these infidels a lesson about pronunciation, interpretation, grammar, and mythology.

The next group goes up. They have learned nothing. They say the poem is about "love, death, and war". Then, they drawl out "bez-meered" again, raking it across our ears like nails on a chalkboard. (Which, at that point, I actually would have preferred.)

Of course, all that was nicely topped off by Blair's (another person who interpreted the sonnet completely and soul-shatteringly incorrectly) comment: "I really enjoyed interpreting Shakespeare's work."

I lost it. I had a fucking attack. I started hyperventilating and wove my hands through my hair, wanting to peel away my own scalp if only to make the madness stop. When I say I started hyperventilating, I didn't do it jokingly. I really did. I'm that much of a grammar Nazi.

And it's not even solely the fact that I'm a grammar Nazi. I mean, poetry and I have a rather affable marriage to each other. What they did up there was HOMOCIDE to my MOST BELOVED SPOUSE. They dragged poetry up, tied it to a post, brought in a bunch of kindling, beat poetry with it, and then burnt it alive. And when that was through, they dragged the remains through cow crap and then spray painted a Marx Groucho disguise on it. Today, poetry was murdered.

And I'll tell you something else: by the time the bell rang, I wanted to BESMEAR THEIR GODDAMN FACES ACROSS THE GRAVEL.

I just went through a traumatic experience, and if it ever happens again, I will actually walk out of the class.

They all need to take remedial lessons in Not Being a Stupid Douche 101.

DIE, IDIOTS.
Pointsetta

Icons, Icons, Icons! ♪

2006-11-14T06:29:13Z

Hello, lovelies. This here is the first batch of icons I've ever made in my whole lifetime. I hope you enjoy them, and there will be a new batch soon!

P.S. I'm pretty friggin' happy, because I've been wanting to learn how to make icons since forever, so, you know... WOO! The only way to go is up from now on!

Rules:
1. No hotlinking.
2. Please credit me.
3. Comment if taking/on which ones you are taking.
4. Have fun! ^-^
5. No one is to take the icon I use as my default. I made it for me and me only.

Table of Contents:
[11] Ouran High School Host Club
[06] Final Fantasy: Advent Children
[05] Final Fantasy X
[03] Final Fantasy X-2
And a partridge in a pear tree!

Such a Tease:

Ouran High School Host Club
1.2.3.
4.5.6.
7.8.9.
10.11.

Final Fantasy: Advent Children
1.2.3.
4.5.6.

Final Fantasy X
1.2.3.
4.5.

Final Fantasy X-2
1.2.3.

Moving Onward

2006-09-30T10:12:22Z

Haven't updated in forever.

Just... not bored enough.

Anyway, it's 3:10 AM, and I'm gonna wait for Nana episode 12 to finish downloading and then hit the hay.

NOT THAT IT MATTERS SINCE NO ONE READS MY LJ.

Thank God.

And since no one reads my LJ, I can say this: 1) I FUCKING HATE EMILY WHEN SHE'S DRUNK BECAUSE SHE'S A GODDAMN EMOTIONAL HANDBASKET AND I REFUSE TO GIVE HER THE ATTENTION SHE WANTS. And 2) I really, really, REALLY want to bed DJ.

:3 Bai.

FCK I WIN AT LIFE

2006-05-28T04:01:15Z

Mwahaha.
So you know Rolan?
If you don't, scroll down, and then scroll back up after.
So he just messaged me on Nex and was like "Do you still hate me? :("
I was like "... I never hated you! Who told you that?"
And he was like "Rachel."
So we went into this HUGE discussion about all the rumors she's started, and all the lies she's told him about me and vice versa.
And he was like "I REALLY don't like her. NONE of us do. JESUS, I hate her." (Only with worse spelling.)
And I was like "YES! People with souls: 1, Rachel: 0."

About DAMN time karma came and kicked her in the ass. MWAHAHAHAHA, he SO just made my FUCKING NIGHT!

There is a god, and he is kind! AHAHAHAHAHHA IN YOUR FACE!

Toasty Feelings

2006-05-12T05:44:06Z

I just had one of the biggest shocks of my life. I was on MSN, and Nathan, yes, Nathan, the jocky rugby player, one of the most popular guys in grade ten, told me he liked me. I asked if it was just a cruel joke, and he told me it wasn't, I know he's telling the truth. It went a little something like this...

Well, I was talking to him about having him over and emofying him one day, just joking around, and then he said “Tomorrow?” and I was like “Haha, very funny.” and he was serious. So then I said I would if it wouldn’t be so awkward without a third party, and he said we could make it not awkward, so I was like how so. Then there was stalling blah blah crap and he told me he’d been lusting after me.

So I told him that was no surprise, boys lust after everything. And he told me it was me specifically. So I asked him if it was just lust, and he said if he wasn't afraid of my friends and his friends teasing him about it (which is understandable, his friends can be total assholes) he would have asked me a 'certain question' a long time ago.

By this time I was shaking, because I'm cool.

He made a typo and was like "I'm sorry, it's hard to type when my heart is racing" and it was SO CUTE.

We talked about what it would be like if we went out, with our different cliques and such, and decided we should get to know each other better first. So he called me and we talked for about twenty minutes. ^^

The initial shock is still going on. I mean, it was so... wow. I was totally blindsided. I mean, he only really talks to me when he has nobody else to talk to, and he treats me just like everyone else. I always thought he liked Olivia. The only thing that could have possibly lead me to this was like a month ago when he came up behind me and hugged me. Like, hardcore hug, out of nowhere. But then we didn't talk for awhile, so I didn't think much of it.

Anyway, the phone conversation was surprisingly not that awkward, we talked about a bunch of stuff. So, yeah. And he was like “So, I’m guessing by your initial reaction to... uh...” and I was like “... The confession” and he was like “Yeah, that, that you... uh...” and I was like “... Maaaaaybe...” and he was like happy and it was cute.

And we were talking today (before all this happened) and he started singing Panic! at the Disco, and it was pretty much the best thing ever. It's ironic, because I had to tell him to stop, because it was making me like him. I thought to myself "Don't like Nathan, nothing would ever happen, BAD SABRINA!" even though I have liked him for like a month.

So freaking ironic.

Still surprised, I wish he was at school tomorrow. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to wait. I need to hug something, damn it.

<3 Sabrina

Hot Damn!

2006-03-10T01:17:07Z

Oh, for the love of Pete, I really want to make out with somebody hot.
I'm sorry, this is more to myself than anyone else, but hot DAMN I want to make out with somebody.
Or touch somebody.
Somebody hot.
Very very hot.

Oh, I've made my fuckable list. Yes, yes, it's all on one hand.
1. Gerard Way
2. Paul Michalewicz
3. Hot Deaf Guy
4. Mark
5. Brandon Urie
6. Joe

I think I need to move Brandon down or something, though, because I'd do HDG before I'd do him. Okay, switching now.

So, yeah, basically, I want a boy to myself.
Preferably one of those boys.
Speaking of one of those boys, Joe has the world's nicest ass. Everyone should know that. He was wearing girl jeans, and MAN, nicest badunkadunk I've ever seen.

If anyone's wondering why TSEK isn't on that list, it's because I don't want to have sex with him. Shocking, I know, but I would not have sex with him. That's just... gross. He'd probably snap in half anyway.
P.S. His girlfriend is a troll.

Seriously, she reminds me of Shrek, who's an ogre, but she's that too. A trogre. Or an oll. Yeah, that's her, Kate the troger. Stupid ho.

TSEK LOOKED AT ME TODAY! That was huge. So did MARK! OMG Mark. Mark looked at me for quite some time, I almost died. Maaaaaaaaaark is soooo hot and sooo single and he looked especially sexy today. I'd really like to pin him to a locker and have my way with him. You know what? He gets on my list now. Above Brandon and Joe. Damn, now I have to count on two hands.

Or one hand and a toe.

So, yeah, my hair is rad, and Ria think's it's rad, which is GREAT because she's emo royalty. Aw, I can't do anything fun with my body. ): Nadia, Solamita, Amanda and Mike were all doing this double jointed tongue rolly stuff during english, and I couldn't do any of it.

Oh well, I've still got my dance move that Emily loves.

But, yeah, in short, I really want to make out with somebody. SO BADLY. Bonnie was like "me too" and I was like "shut up, at least you had someone hot to make out with for two months. Me? I got twenty seconds on my record. With one of my best friends on a dare. You shut up."

I REALLY WANT TO MAKE OUT AND TOUCH! Not with you, though. But... yeah... making out would be so great right about now... or anytime in my life at all...

FUCK.

2006-01-21T08:21:38Z

I feel alone and useless.
It's nothing big, just all the stupid little things piling up.
My stuff going missing, Josh, my headphones, my stupid scanner, my shitty poetry and my even shittier art. Nothing's working out right now and I'm breaking down.
I can't do anything right. God, I even just spelled that as "write". I'm so stupid, I hate myself right now.

And I know it could be a lot worse, but still, I'm just overstressed. I'm also completely broke and my house is a mess. God, I just wrote "my house is a mouse". I'm so STUPID.

I don't want to go out this weekend. Just Sunday, I want to go to a show. I want to stay home in my room and not have to deal with anyone. I'm really sick of everyone, and the loneliness is hitting again.

I just hate everything right now.

Whatever. Fuck it all. Fuck the world, fuck humanity, and most of all, fuck me.
No, not as in sexually.
Get your mind out of the gutter.

I FUCKING HATE THE WORLD!

God, I'm bitter.

What secret?

2006-01-08T05:56:32Z

WE'VE GOT TO SAVE GINNY WEASLEY FROM THE BASILISK!

... Best. Song. Ever.
I feel silly, oh so silly, I feel silly and frilly and WAAAAAAY!
... OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE!!!!
LAWL jk jk
So, how goes it in the merry land of your face?
Haha, Harry and the Potters are awesome. All their songs are about Harry Potter and it's HILARIOUS!
"Luna Lovegood is Okay", "The Wrath of Hermoine", "Ron Got a Howler", "My Teacher is a Werewolf", "Gryffindor Rocks" and last, but DEFINITELY not least... "Cornelius Fudge is an Ass".

Best. Band. EVER.

Nights... ALIVE!

2006-01-07T07:38:10Z

Yeah, I just got back from Nights.
It was loads of fun.
No, seriously.
I met some really cool people there, Rolan and Shondra. They're both like really emo, it's awesome. Rolan's so ADORABLE! You just want to hug him ALL THE TIME! He wrote his number in red sharpie on my wrist, isn't that sooooooo emo? And then, I was writing mine on his, and there were all these little X's written in pen on his wrist, and I asked him why they were there and he was like, "Oh, I dunno, I felt like marking all my veins with X's." ISN'T THAT SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EMO?

And he was wearing an MCR shirt, and he wanted to kill me because I was wearing my MCR sweater, and then we all crowded around my iPod to watch an MCR slideshow. And then we were all sitting in a square circle {Rolan, Shondra, Rachel and I), complaining about how our black nail polish is chipping.

But seriously, he's so freakin' emo. And he has AWESOME emo hair, and he was wearing eye liner and he has a lip ring. It was like HAWT and EMO and ADORABLE. Cutest boy I've ever seen. xD I wanna hang out with him again. :(

Moi.

Stupid WHORE.

2006-01-06T01:48:41Z

I hate my mom. I HATE her. She's so rude and bitchy!

I come home today, right? And the dog is running around the house without a care in the world, and then he starts jumping all over Rachel (who's short and skinny, which makes her susceptible to DEATH), so I pull him off and he starts jumping all over me, his paws are basically punching me in the face in his excitement, and he starts biting my hand really hard and barking in my ear so, finally, I yell really, REALLY loud and really, REALLY angry "JOEY!!!".

I was in genuine PAIN and my mother WATCHED. Oh, but finally, she decided to yell.
At ME. For yelling at the dog for HURTING ME.

She tells me not to yell at him and if I'm going to yell then put him in his kennel. WHICH I WAS GOING TO DO ANYWAY, BUT HE WAS KIND OF CLAWING MY FACE AT THE TIME.

I mean, he was scraping his claws against my head and pushing me around and jumping all over me and BITING me and I'M THE ONE AT FAULT?

It gets better.

So, anyway, she goes downstairs for a while in a huff. Rachel's sister forgot the key to their house, so I tell her that her and her three little sisters can stay at my house so they don't have to wait in the cold. So, they're sitting on the couch, being perfect, silent little angels (which is a BIG deal because usually they never SETTLE DOWN) and my mom comes in and asks who they are. So I tell her, and she says "Well, what are they doing HERE?" and I told her I didn't want them FREEZING TO DEATH. So she huffs away again.
Anyway, she comes back like five minutes later to take something onto the porch and then comes back in and addresses me, as if they weren't even there. She says, "I'll be in my room, tell me when everyone's gone."
That's just plain RUDE. That's something a TEENAGER should say, not a grown adult!
I mean, I showed good character, I let them stay there instead of FREEZING TO DEATH and she pulls this immature BULLSHIT on me?

You tell me, who's the adult here?

So then she goes into her room and presumably goes to sleep, since her light is off and she hasn't come out. Which is fine with me, I don't want to speak with her.

And she won't drop kickboxing. She keeps getting pissed off at Rachel, when I've told her time and time again it's a FAMILY MEMBERSHIP. I wouldn't mind if she just bitched about it in private, but if she could stop bringing it up in conversation actually WITH Rachel and making her feel uncomfortable, that'd be great.

And my mom does that to EVERYONE. She FREAKS everyone out because she's psychotic and controlling and I HATE HER! I can't wait to move out of this fucking house!

And I just realized how poor we are too. I mean, I look around, and it's like "Wow... this house is old and crappy, filled with boxes, the doors are breaking, the windows are jammed and dirty, the ten year old carpets have tons of stains and it smells like cats. We don't have cable, we don't have SPACE, we can't even afford new headlights (which is seriously a gigantic inconvenience), we're almost a month overdue on our bills, which don't even include cable... we're poor."

I hate this house. I can't wait until I turn eighteen and can move to Vancouver and live with my sister. I hate it here, and I hate this town.

Dear Diary,

2006-01-04T00:08:04Z

So, today was the first day of school. I wore my chain Tripp pants and my Jack the Ripper MCR shirt.
It was funny, because I was sitting in Science with one leg under my butt. Eventually, it got uncomfortable so I tried to put my foot down. But my foot was stuck in my jean chain. Naturally, I didn't want to look retarded, so I tried to non-chalantly yank it out, which didn't work. I decided to leave it there until later. Of course, it started getting painful once my foot fell asleep. And then in the middle taking notes, gravity decided to pull the pen from my hands and toss it onto the floor. Where I couldn't reach it without standing up. Which wasn't an option. So I just sat there, pitifully staring at my poor pen.
Eventually, I was like "Kym! Kym, help me!" and she came over and got my foot out and I shook out the pins and needles. Aye, it was an adventure.
French was boring, I got 79% as a mark on the French play. That enrages me, I deserve more than that, I think. I have to write a story, I decided to write about the concert, since that's basically the most interesting thing that's really ever happened to me.
I skipped Gym, and Mr. Yamaoka asked me where I was so I made up some bullshit about being at Dairy Queen during lunch. Which is only half a lie, since I was there during gym.
Socials was dull, Mr. Buemann is making us take notes (I totally understand the material, though)that are retarded. Apparently we can't just take them the logical way, in chronological order. Rawr. Still, it's good to be back.
I didn't see TSEK today. *weeps*
I didn't wind up drawing at all at school, which is a rarity for me.
I saw a kid in the hall, who apparently did the emo hair flip. That was exciting, because the emo hair flip if freaking awesome.
And some kids on the way down to KSS were yelling at me, sarcastically screaming about how emo rocks. I was like "wtf are you talking about?"
Emily and I gasmed over Sonny Moore and My Chemical Romance quite a bit today. She forgot the emo-logues, though, and that made me sad. I didn't want to show her I had only made one more femo-logue, I'm ashamed.
I found out that Kévin liked me. That was weird, I really didn't see it coming. He's french, so adorable, lives in France. That one just totally blindsided me, and I'm not quite sure what to do about it.
Emily and I agreed that next time she goes to Kelowna I am totally going with her, so that we may partay and go to the mall to look at emos. Shut up, they're my weakness, kay?

So, anyway, my dad will be here soon and I've nothing else to write about. Hope to get some sketches done at his house. I'm in the mood for photorealism today, twisted photorealism.

Much love!

Sugar

2006-01-03T08:09:22Z

So it's three after midnite and today's the day we go back to school.
A real party that's going to be.
I'm talking to Dhillon on webcam and he's making the most hilarious face. He was on E earlier so he's really, REALLY happy.
And it shows.
Earlier he was like "You should be in my body, there's a party going on." I laughed and laughed and laughed.
I'm also talking to Ben (not Bonnie's boyfriend, a different Ben) and Adam.
Ben and I are ninja buddies. He's also emo and it's sexy.
I think Adam and I are on good terms now, now that we're scalene triangle buddies. We got to know each other better at the party. I think he's still scared of me, though.
He won't stop bothering me to share my problems with him. It's annoying, but fun to be evasive.
Everyone's talking about this SmarterChild thing. What's so awesome about it?
Well, actually, Adam was quoting it and it sounded kinda funny. I'll check it out one day when I'm not so damn lazy.
So, that's all for now, I could think of more but people on MSN beckon me. And as soon as I give them my full attention, they're going to go silent.
Bastards.

HUGS AND KISSES!!!!!!!
Brina

Deviant Art

2006-01-02T11:07:46Z

Yo yo yo, wassup!
Ya'll should check out mah banging crib at Dev-A, G!
Yeah, okay, enough of that.
But seriously, you should!
www.pointsetta.deviantart.com
It's got all me poetry and drawings! And holy crap, I drew Jack Skellers! He looks real cool and him-like, I totally didn't fuck it up at all! Aren't you proud of me, you totally should be.
And oy! A big shout out to my pal Riri for hookin' me up with this sweet-ass layout! Thanks, Riri!
And, so, yeah, this is me being bored in a Live Journal. You're totally amused, I can tell.

Sonny Moore is a sex god!

On the ninth day of Christmas, my friendster gave to me...

2006-01-02T08:03:19Z

9 LJ comments!

Yeah, so, this is Live Journal, huh? Or is that one word, I dunno.
So, apparently, this thing's pretty spifty. Which could be likely, I dunno.
So, this is my first update. Update? Shouldn't it be, like, entry or something?
I'm so confused! D:
Yunie, help me!

Corpse Bride!

2005-09-28T04:32:44Z

Well, I saw Corpse Bride twice this weekend and I'm going to see it again on Thursday! Then, on the weekend, I hope to go see it again with a friend. I intend to see it AGAIN and AGAIN and AGAIN! More later.