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    July 24

    My Left Ear Isn't Clogged!

    I just got back from Danae's pool party. It was SUPER fun! And surprisingly enough, my left ear isn't clogged. It was clogged, but then I figured out how to unclog it when Elyse called me a wimp. I told her to yell it again loudly in my ear to unclog it, and it actually worked! And Elyse was happy that someone actually asked her to yell at them.

    I have a song by Mariah Carey called I'll Be Lovin' U Long Time. I think she's trying to reinvent herself. Didn't she used to be a country singer? Well this song certainly isn't country.

    My nails are sparkly.

    I cleaned my room last night. Strange, right?

    I also have a song by Britney Spears. Now don't have a heart attack, I just like the one song. Radar.

    My dad bought me an awesome pen last night. It looks like a tube of old fashion lipstick with the actual lipstick rolled all the way up. Only it's not lipstick, it's a pen. You remove the red lipstick part and you can clearly tell it's the cap. And the best part, it has the Duffy signature on it.

    Speaking of Duffy, what really makes me mad is when I hear a new song or album (so new that none of the songs are even singles yet) that my dad brings me, I love it for several months, then get tired of it. THEN about another month later, it's a huge hit and everyone's listening to it. This has happened to me MANY times. Some examples: Pocketful of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield, Mercy by Duffy (and all songs on Rockferry for that matter), 7 Things by Miley Cyrus. Seriously. People came to me and say, "Have you heard this new song?" because it isn't on my playlist. But I have, just before it became a single. I wouldn't be surprised if this becomes the case for songs from The Stoop by Little Jackie in a couple of months.

    Hmmm. Short blog thing. Oh well. Tah-tah.

    -MaRiNa
    July 18

    I Have Strawberry Juice on My Fingers

    I just got back from Danae's house, where I spent the night last night. I still have water stuck in my left ear from when we went swimming.

    I'm eating strawberries right now. Yummy. They're not the store kind, either. The kind straight from the farm. That's all my parents buy now.

    Speaking of my parents, I think they're still going to buy a new car. Something like a Voltzwagon Bug, if that's how it's spelled.

    Right now I'm listening to LOL by Little Jackie. The song itself is pretty funny. What it's basically saying is she's messing with this guy's head by sending him text messages from different cell phones. She had good reason, though. Apparently, her boyfriend sent a rather personal message to a girl, but Little Jackie received it by accident.

    "LOL. I texted your cell. Replied a spell, now go to he'll. Toss you in the trash, and reduce you to an acronym. WTF, you reply. I laugh so much I almost cry. Beat you to the punch line. [Some other sentence]."

    Can you believe that they don't have the lyrics to this song on the internet yet? Seriously, I searched Google for "LOL lyrics by Little Jackie" and came up dry. Sure, I got plenty of results, but none of them were lyrics for the correct song. And every time I got to a place that said "LOL Lyrics by Little Jackie" or something like that, it would say "this area is in need of some help" or something along those lines. The chorus you see above was not from anywhere on the internet. I had to come up with it myself. Not easy.

    Now I am listening to Amy Winehouse. You Know I'm No Good. I liked the version with Ghost Face Killer or whatever his name is. But apparently my dad thought it was crap and didn't like how they changed up the original, so he deleted it off my iTunes list. Amy Winehouse's music is awesome. My dad is actually the one who introduced me to her music. He has the Back to Black album.

    The short Star Wars story I'm writing is five pages now. But not nearly done. Not nearly.

    Now I'm listening to Smile by Lily Allen. A nasty little song, actually, as my dad put it. She's singing about how–––oh, I'll just give you the chorus. You'll see what I mean.

    "At first, when I see you cry, it makes me smile. Yeah, it makes me smile. At last, I feel bad for a while. But then I just smile. I go ahead and smile."

    See what I mean. And this Lily Allen has a very strong accent, too. Most accents can't be heard when people are singing, but it's very clear that she has a strong accent.

    You wunna know about two dreams I had last night? I thought so. The first took place in my backyard. We were having some sort of a party, I believe. Danae had a bundle of balloons, and I remember Sirena asked her for a balloon, but Danae refused, then assured her that she'd get a blue furry notebook thing at the end of the party. I think that was in my dream because that's what Danae's diary is. Oops. Should I have said that? Pft, oh well. It's not like I told you what was in it or anything. Anyway, then Danae gave me a white balloon to "babysit." I ran over to a stormtrooper and said, "Here. Have a balloon!" then ran off. He gave me a weird look as I ran away, then accidentally lost the balloon and it floated off. Danae wasn't happy. Oh yeah, there were also lots of people with kites and stuff, but they kept blowing away because of how windy it was. And it was really cloudy.

    Dream numbuh dos. I was at some kind of a formal party and was standing underneath a giant chandelier. Then Boba Fett was there as a teenager, but he wasn't wearing his bounty hunter suit of armor. Weird. Anyway, someone cut the chandelier, and it was about to fall on top of me when Boba Fett came and pushed me out of the way. Alas, in his heroic efforts, he broke his ankle. Then we were at one of my chorus concerts at CPAC. I was, obviously, on stage singing with the sixth through eighth grade chorus. Boba Fett, his ankle strangely no longer broken, was sitting a seat away from Peter Schuster and kinda diagonally from Dylan Berkoski. Poor Boba. Oh well. Anyway, he started talking to them. Poor, poor Boba must not have known what he was tangling himself into. Well then I came off of the stage and sat next to Boba. Danae sat next to me, and then Elyse, then the isle. Well, the isle didn't actually physically sit next to Elyse, but...yeah. Danae asked what Boba's name was, so I lied and told her that he was Boba Teff, seeing as how she would never believe that Boba Fett was actually there. She kinda gave me this weird look, then said, "Teff?" I had to lie, again. I told her that Teff was Brazilian. Sad, right? So we were all talking, quietly because the fifth grade chorus was singing, and then Danae realized that Teff was not Brazilian. So she kicked Boba Fett in the shin. Jeez. After experiences like that, I'd be surprised if he ever spoke to me again.

    Now I'm listening to The Stoop by Little Jackie. Again, what you see below came directly from my mind. Not on the internet. That's just how new these songs are.

    "Sittin' on the stoop in Bedstop, always sayin' hi when your brothers walk by. Just proper edicate [spelled incorrectly]. Sittin' on the top step with a bag of chips, I sit back, relax. Enjoy the crib. We gotta get a new philosophy. I don't mess with you, you don't mess with me. It is what it is. I ain't all hard. Up in the hood, sittin' on the front stoop, where it's all good."

    Welp, that's enough outta me for today. Have a nice day and don't die!

    -MaRiNa
    July 16

    Tree Sap, Little Jackie, and Writer's Block

    Hellou. See, it's special because it has an added U. Speechal.

    Danae was over yesterday. See, we were hiding from Connor, so we were going to climb a tree. Then I said that I didn't want to get bark in my eyes. So Danae said fine and got down. I thought that meant that I was supposed to go first instead, so I started my climb up the spruce tree. Little did I know that it was extremely sappy, and that Danae had already left. Apparently she thought I was following her. So I got down from the tree, my hands and thighs covered with tree sap. Hand soap does not get tree sap off of your hands. Then we went on the roof where Connor tried to throw my flip flops off of.

    I have just discovered a new artist today. Well, it was actually my dad who discovered her album The Stoop, but... You get my point. Little Jackie is her name. Out of the entire album, my two favorite songs are The Stoop and The World Should Revolve Around Me. I added both of them to my Project Playlist playlist and I have The World Should Revolve Around Me on repeat on iTunes.

    I'm in the process of writing a short Star Wars story to get rid of my writer's block from Reality. My first attempt at writing a writer's-block-be-gone short story failed as I got writer's block from that, too. I know. Sad, right? But I won't get writer's block from this story. Nosiree.

    There's a cat in the window-shelf thing between the computer room and the kitchen. I have a good feeling that it's Bumpitayle. I shall go check. Nope. It was just Millie smelling the Poptarts box. The furry little loser.

    Dunt, dunt, DUNT! Lyrics to The World Should Revolve Around Me!

    "
    I take it in stride; One day at a time
    If I ask no questions I’ll hear no lies
    How come blessings only come in disguise?
    Try them on for size as I vocalize
    Ain’t nothing gonna get in between me and my flow
    Ain't nothing gonna come between me and my afro
    My man just left me; what do ya know?
    Easy come; easy go!

    He came out of the blue
    And went right back into it
    Had to forfeit because he couldn’t get with it
    Called it quits and when it spins
    He said he didn’t have time for my juvenile bullsh*t

    I've had a lot of lame relationships; I don’t get involved because I’m not equipped
    I believe that the world should revolve around me!
    I don’t see the point in a partnership; it won’t be long until they start to trip
    Yessiree, the whole world should revolve around me!

    There’s only one me in the galaxy
    I am an endangered species
    This kind of flower don’t grow on Earth
    Just lettin’ you know for what it’s worth

    This kind of mountain shouldn't cause a depression
    So I bide my time with philosophical questions
    Not for nothing but what came first
    The chicken nugget or the egg mcmuffin?

    I got talent and I got tits
    I know I’ll find another guy who wants to get with it
    I’m not convinced that I’m a big fat bore
    One man’s pleasure is another man’s chore

    I've had a lot of lame relationships; I don’t get involved because I’m not equipped
    I believe that the world should revolve around me!
    I don’t see the point in a partnership; it won’t be long until they start to trip
    Yessiree, the whole world should revolve around me!


    I know I rock and what I got is hot
    And you know I got a lot
    Cause all that trippin you gotta stop
    Before you know it your ***’ll be drop

    And if you turn with my biological clock
    Since I never grow old my heart is always in stock
    Keep screwing that b*tch from down the block
    I don’t need you around I know I rock!

    I've had a lot of lame relationships; I don’t get involved because I’m not equipped
    I believe that the world should revolve around me!
    I don’t see the point in a partnership; it won’t be long until they start to trip
    Yessiree, the whole world should revolve around me!"

    Tain't it just the awesomest? The actual music 'tis the brilliantest, too. I make up a lot of words, don't I?

    'Tis craxiocity. Yes, I spell "crazy" with an X now.

    -MaRiNa
    July 12

    ∞ ~ ∞ ~ ∞ [< Magical Peanuts of Magicocity]

    Hello again. I colored my font deece time.

    Crap. There was something I wanted to say, but I forgot. Maybe I'll remember if I look at a picture of Boba Fett...

    Nope. Didn't work. Oh well. I'll remember eventually.

    Connor is using the computer off and on to look up Pokémon Emerald cheats. All the more chance for me to forget what I want to say.

    OH! I remember what I wanted to say!

    I wunt a Boba Fett layout for my The Doll Palace profile. I suppose there are plenty of people I could ask to make me one, but none of them would make them exactly as I would want them. Oh well.


    Heh, Connor just fell backward in the recliner. It looks like it's black leather, but it's not. It's actually very, very dark green.

    There's this online game Connor plays all the time called DragonFable. Surprisingly, the dialoge is hilarious. You've got goblins saying, "OMG!" and the computer yelling at you and judging your character for punting a cute little creature and pushing a knight in an outhouse down the hill. That game is where I got the inspiration to write the short story I'm writing. At the moment, I'm writing a story called Reality. But I had writer's block from that, so I decided to write a short story. Then I got writer's block from the short story.

    Life sucks.

    "Sorry, I'm not home right now; I'm walking in a spiderweb. So leave a message and I'll call you baaack... A likely story, but leave a message and I'll call you baaack..."

    I wish it would hurry up and be 2009 already. That's the year that the live action Star Wars television series is set to debut. AND BOBA FETT IS A MAJOR CHARACTER! LIKE, OHEMGEE!

    Oh wait. I'm still due to be murdered sometime before the end of the summer because I didn't reply to that chain video comment thing Sammy told me about. That means I'll never live to see 2009, or Boba Fett in a television series!

    Crap.

    ¡Galletas!

    That's Spanish for "crackers."

    Well peace out, muchachos y muchachas!

    -MaRiNa
    July 10

    T____T Bleh. Boredom.

    ICKY FONT! BAAH!

    Ah, better.

    I wunt my music back, but I went to a different screen. Complain complain, that's all I ever do. I'm debating over whether or not I should change my other open tab from the Wookieepedia.com article about Boba Fett to something with one of my playlists on it.

    Debating.

    Naw. I'll just open another tab.

    And I did. I'm listening to "When I Grow Up" by The Pussycat Dolls. Exciting, right? Pft, I'd be surprised if you even read this far.

    Today was my dad's birthday. He is fourteh-two. Just another year until he dies, right? So then why did we celebrate? Shouldn't we be mourning for him, because he's just that much closer to death? Eh, who am I to decide these things? I should just learn to shut my mouth and go with the flow. Today's flow was a lovely birthday party for my dad, then a walk down to Burger Boy for lunch.

    Speaking of my dad, we (my mom, Connor, and I) thought he was missing for three hours. See, Mom woke me up early (about 8, which is early for me) and made us get ready for the party. We thought Dad had gone out for a little while so we could get his party ready. An hour passes. Then another. And another. And finally we begin to wonder what the heck he was doing. Mom ended up opening Connor's bedroom door (for reasons still unknown to me) and found Dad sleeping on Connor's bed. His explanation was that he figured Connor would be playing Dragon Fable on the computer forever, and I'd be sleeping until about noon. You can't really blame him, though. If Mom hadn't have said anything to either of us kids, we'd probably doing the things Dad thought we'd be doing.

    Heh, when I bounce my foot, the laptop giggles. Bounce. Bounce. Giggle. Giggle.

    I wonder if I'm the only person on this planet who's ever really taken the time to fully appreciate Boba Fett's awesome accent. I mean, when he's a kid, it's all New Zealand-like. Then when he's older it's...still awesome. Maybe Tia and her friend Sidney figured that out. I'll have to ask Tia. After all, she sent me an email about ten minutes ago, but I haven't replied yet. Maybe I should.

    Bounce. Bounce. Giggle. Giggle.

    Oh! I have a brilliant idea! I'll put Little Boba Fett and Little Izzy on the laptop and bounce my foot! It'll be like an earthquake! Well...for them at least.

    Crap. I have the laptop at a slightly elevated level at the back, seeing as how it's resting on my stomach and thighs, so they just slid down to my stomach. And if I put the laptop down so it's flat, I won't be able to giggle it. Sorry, guys. No earthquake today. They look disappointed.

    Jeez, you'd think Little Boba Fett would have major back aches after having to sleep on top of a jet pack. Maybe he sleeps on his side. I don't really watch those two when they're sleeping. That'd be creepy.

    Like chocolate soda creepy.

    I'm so proud of myself! I've almost gotten over my nail bitting habit. All that's letf now is to wait for them to grow back, which they pretty much have done. I'm so gross. Talking about nail bitting. Sheesh!

    My contact irritated and now my mascara is all messled up. Or messeled. Or messelled. Or messaled.

    There's this one thing I can't get out of my head, and it's freaking me out. I just finished the final book in the Star Wars trilogy that comes directly (I think) after the Episode IV: Return of the Jedi. I think it's called the Thrawn trilogy because that's where Grand Admiral Thrawn shows up. There I go again, being all nerdy. Anyway, Thrawn's this tactical super genius who can predict an enemy's move by studying their specie's artwork. And he's never wrong. Never. Well he shows up in the first book Heir to the Empire and takes over the Empire then. But in the last book, The Last Command, he's killed by his Noghri bodyguard. See, what I can't get out of my mind are his final words. He said, "
    But… it was so artistically done." Of course he was referring to how he was killed, and I suppose he was right. But he smiled as he said it. And if you know what Thrawn looked like (like a human only with pale blue skin and glowing red eyes) it just sends shivers down your spine. I think. I'm not sure whether I think it's really cool or really creepy. All I know is I wouldn't have wanted to be Captain Pellaeon at that moment, especially since the Noghri cut his throat, almost killing him, too.

    Nerdy Mina.

    Okay, that's enough of me now. I'd better shut up.

    -MaRiNa
    July 08

    The Ultimate Star Wars Quiz

    You think you know everything about Star Wars? I bet that you'll get most of these wrong. Seriously. And I'm not just referring to things from the movies either. Books, too.

    [1] What is the name of Luke Skywalker's wife? How did they meet?

    [2] What where the names of Han Solo and Leia Organa Solo's twins? Which of them turned to the dark side?

    [3] What event is time based on in the world of Star Wars?

    [4] What was Count Dooku's Sith name?

    [5] What was the name of the bounty hunter featured in Episode II: Attack of the Clones? What was his "son's" name?

    [6] How long did the Clone Wars last? What ended it?

    [7] What is the name of Palpatine and Padmé Amidala's home planet?

    [8] Are stormtroopers clones?

    [9] Here's a "hard" one. What was Anakin Skywalker's Sith name?

    [10] What was Anakin Skywalker's mother's name?

    [11] What is Boba Fett? (i.e. the planet his ancestors are from)

    [12] What planet did the first Death Star destroy?

    [13] What are the names of the two droids who follow around our heroes in the Original Trilogy?

    [14] What was the name of Leia Organa Solo's adopted father?

    [15] Who took over the Empire after Emperor Palpatine died?

    [16] What planet is Chewbacca the Wookiee from?

    [17] What is the name of the Gungan who follows our heroes around in Episode I: The Phantom Menace?

    [18] How many years are there between Episode I: The Phantom Menace and Episode II: Attack of the Clones?

    [19] What is the name of Han Solo and Leia Organa Solo's second son? Who was he named after?

    [20] What is the name Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade Skywalker's son?

    **Bonus**

    Who is my all-time favorite Star Wars character?
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    [Answers]

    1––Mara Jade Skywalker; She was Emperor Palpatine's hand, and she was assigned to kill Luke Skywalker.

    2––Jacen and Jaina Solo; Jacen turns to the dark side.

    3––The Battle of Yavin (BBY being Before Battle of Yavin, and ABY being After Battle of Yavin)

    4––Darth Tyranus

    5––Jango Fett; Boba Fett

    6––3 years; Order 66/the rise of the Empire

    7––Naboo

    8––Yes, they were just given different names

    9––Darth Vader

    10––Shmi Skywalker

    11––Mandalorian

    12––Alderaan

    13––C-3PO (Threepio) and R2-D2 (Artoo)

    14––Bail Organa

    15––Grand Admiral Thrawn

    16––Kashyyyk

    17––Jar Jar Binks

    18––10 years

    19––Anakin Solo; He was named after his true grandfather.

    20––Ben Skywalker

    Bonus––Boba Fett
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    Did you flunk? Just remember that I warned you. Yes, I'm a nerd. Duh.