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| Yesterday I thought about it, & Cindy has unknowingly prompted it! :)My Top 3 Anime Crushes. Of All Time. Ever.
Seriously. Anime characters that I just totally and completely melt at the thought/sight of.
[Insert Big Sigh Here]: In Ascending Order.
3. Howl, Howl's Moving Castle.
 
Howl's character is probably one of the most entertaining. Very much enthralled in his own obviously handsome image, he is also one of the sweetest and moving characters I've come across. His sense of humor, calmness, ease and determination when it's absolutely necessary is a combination anyone would move castles for. (he he he) He looks cute as a blonde or brunette/black-- err, blue haired? I'm not sure what the right adjective is. :)
2. Kyo Sohma, Fruits Basket
 
Kyoooo! Everytime I say his name it's always dragged out in a high pitched voice, followed by a huge sigh of complete and utter obsession and admiration. Sighhhhh. ha ha ha. The cat that was completely shafted out of the Legend of the Chinese Zodiac, in Fruits Basket he plays the Badass who's always getting into trouble whereever he goes. Striving to find someone to truly care about him (and be better than the rat), a little rough around the edges he really is super sweet and I always just felt he needed trust in his life. He's super defensive, and reacts in the most obnoxious and offensive ways when someone simply tries to reach out to him in kindness. He doesn't trust easily, which is fair enough, but he lets his heart go eventually.
1. Darien/Tuxedo Mask/Prince Darien/Moonlight Night/Perfection (?) ha ha ha, Sailor Moon
 
Really? Do I even need an explanation? Hands Down. Tuxedo Mask is the Ultimate Anime Heart Throb. (ha ha ha Wow, Sailor Moon is sooo old, the Graphic Quality is atrocious) But really, who didn't absolutely love Darien? He was a total jerk to Serena in public, but he always meant well everytime he'd comment on his Meatball Head. :) We all loved everytime he teased her. <3 Ahh Seriously, everytime he'd dart a Red Rose to mark his entrance, my heart would stop. Who doesn't love a man who fights with roses? :D
Which sparks mentioning the greatest and saddest love scene ever witnessed in my history of Anime. The second to last or so episode of some season, possibly the series, when Darien finds out Serena is Sailor Moon, and Serena finds outs that Darien is Tuxedo Mask(So actually that they're absolutely perfect and totally meant to be)--- Oh and ultimately Serena is Princess Serenity (Awwwww!). He takes the Evil Queen Beryl's blade to the waist in an effort to save his princess, Sailor Moon. And then she holds him, sobbing as the Crystals come together to form a scepter that only Princess Serenity can provoke--- all while the rest of the Sailor Scouts are watching. --- At least this is how I remember it. I'm not sure how accurate my facts are. ha ha ha :) [Sigh] Everytime I hear that Jennifer Love Hewitt song, I just melt and get all nostalgic. :)
Yeah, I'm going to have to say Serena and Darien are my favorite couple of all time. And probably the epitome of true love.
(Pictures were found and stolen from Google! Well done and thanks to those of you who have created these!)
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| Do it Like Yamin It.Some people fight for love
They stick with it
Just can't quit it
Some people hide from love
They run from it, cause they don't want it.
Elliot Yamin's coming back! :) Yes!
It's a little ridiculous how accurately history repeats itself. Seriously. There's this circular path that I just can't seem to leave. Like, the fork in the road is there for me, to take a new path, but I can't seem to go the right way every time I reach it.
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| It's all so Surreal.We're all growing up so quickly.
It's frightening. It's unbelievable. It's exciting. It's expected.
It's all so Surreal.
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| 9 AM Wisdom Teeth RemovalI had every intention of going in, going to sleep and letting them work their magic. 8:30, Dad and I head out to Revere to the Doctor's office. I walked in, and pretty much went straight into the room. I was the first patient of the day. Lucky me.
So I go in, and they give us the quick briefing--what they're going to do, dissolving stitched, it's going to hurt after, blah blah blah--- then he asks my dad to come back in an hour. Okay, fine. So my dad leaves, and I'm like okay, put me to sleep, now. He keeps talking to me, and I'm like I don't care, just put me to sleep I trust you, I don't know why you're still talking to me. So they tie the tourniquet to my arm, tell me to clench my fists, so they can find a vein. Doc goes into my left arm, and can't find a vein. He's like legit JABBING the needle into the inside of my elbow, and I'm like WTF is going on here. ---I've gotten my blood drawn before, and uhhh, there was never any jabbing involved. (Note: I'm also ready to pass out in the middle of this entry, so if it ends, well, Sorry) And he's like "Let's try your right arm" Nothing there either. He's jabbing around all ovey my arm, it hurts, I'm telling you.
I am very much susceptible to pain. VERY MUCH. And then he tells me, "you should lift weights more, to make your veins thicker." Thank you Doc, for reminding me I'm very much out of shape. Here's the good part:
He takes off his gloves, his glasses, and leans on the table to the left of me, and looks at me and says, "There are two things we can do. One, is nothing, you can go home now and we can try another time weeks from now. Two, we can shoot you up with a bunch of novocaine and you'll be awake, but you won't feel a thing"---Okay, so those weren't his exact words, ha ha ha but that's pretty much what I was comprehending. And I'm like, "Shit, can you look for veins again?" We couldn't. He tried everywhere. And he did. He was jabbing that needle into every milimeter of my arm. Urgh.
And then I finally decided that I'd get the Novocaine. The FUCKING Novocaine that would me that I would be awake for the entire procedure. Joy, Joy, What a Fucking Joy. Well, let me tell you, that Novocaine hurt the most. He was a lot of needles injecting shit into my mouth, it as absolutely ridiculous. At one point, I opened my eyes, Stupid, I know I know, and I see this giant fucking needle, in his hand and it has like the handle like that of scissors, and I'm like Holy Shit! and then he injects it under my teeth, at this point I could still feel, unfortunately, and oh my god it hurt like a bitch. I was starting to cry, seriously. I was like screaming in pain. Then, ha ha ha one of the assistants come over to dry my eyes, she's like yeah it makes your eyes water sometimes, I'm like actually, I was fucking crying. Then he proceeded to do the same thing on the other side of my mouth. God. "The worst is over," he says.
He was right. I didn't really feel pain much afterwards. So then he started.
ha ha ha So through the entire thing, Everyone around me is like, "Emely, open wide" and I'm opening as wide as I think I can, and the Doc's telling me to open wider. I can't even feel my fucking mouth! How the hell am I supposed to know how wide my mouth is opened?! Anyway, he ends up putting this biting block into my mouth to hold it open. Goodness gracious.
Drill, suction, drill, suction, drill, suction. Then all of a sudden he tells me there's going to be a little bit of pressure, then pushes my arm as an example of how it'll feel. Absolutely not. The man is legit PUSHING the tooth out of it's place. PUSHING. The entire time, I was like, "What the fuck is this?" It kind of felt like someone was punching me in the face, but like every so specifically on this one tooth. At one point, he was pushing in a really odd direction, and I swear my cheek was going to tear. For a second I imagined myself as the Joker, you know the whole-creepy-ass-slit-cheeks-for-"wide-smile"-thing. It was ridiculous.
Also, this is when I realized that I don't know what pain is. Like, I know what hurts, but I'm not sure if it's pain. He said it wouldn't hurt, but the pressure hurts, but its not pain. Or is it? I mean, I can feel it, and it's certainy not comfortable. Pain was what I felt when the needle for the novocaine went in, right? But I mean, the pressure---the whole pushing shit out of my mouth ordeal, that hurt, but it wasn't like jabs of shit hurt? I'm not sure. It's kind of like apples and oranges? Like it hurts, but in it's own way. Can you call it pain? In that case something's terribly wrong.
My mom just gave me two ice packs to put on my cheeks. I swear if you could see me now. ha ha ha ha I feel so silly.
Anyway, then it was more drilling, more suction, and more pushing, until the tooth came out. I was trying to fall asleep, but that wasn't working. They kept telling me to raise my chin higher, so I kept doing it, but my neck was going up with it. At one point I had connected his ridiculous pushing to my chin raising, and imagined my neck snapping. ha ha ha ha It wasn't pretty. THIS IS WHY I SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASLEEP. It was a little ridiculous, actually. One of my teeth they had to cut in half then remove separately. I asked for the teeth! They're sitting in a little pink box right now... on the dining table. ha ha ha ha ha Oops.
Now all four teeth are out and they do a quick, don't eat anything chewy, don't talk, lay low, veg out, blahblah blah but then they keep asking me questions. I just want to leave, really. Go home and sleep---- although now, I'm home and not sleeping. And she's like how to do you feel? I'm like... you just told me not to talk, I don't understand why you're talking to me, and expecting me to answer. Then she asks if I want my dad to come in, I don't care. She calls him in, and tells up about Post Op stuff, and she's like do you want to lay down in recovery? I'm like no, I just want to leave, and I get up and go.
Now I'm home and totally ready to veg out. He prescribed Penecillin and Vicodin. Yippee.
Only I'm fucking starving, but cant eat until 12, and I look like a fucking chipmunk. It doesn't hurt just yet, but I can feel something starting to feel. But I'm also in a very angry mood for no apparent reason. :) Yay!
akljdfalksdjf Wisdom teeth removal is no joke, man. ha ha ha ha :D
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| If we can just get over the initial level of awkwardness, life can be good again.
I think I may distance myself for a while, to figure some things out. Although I'm sure you won't even notice, because that's what you do. That's fine, you know. The avoidance I sense, it kind of hurts. But it helps, a lot. :) Well, I guess until you're ready again. It's getting old, don't you think? I wish you wouldn't hate me.
Three rounds of LaserQuest today. I pretty much came in dead last for all of them (except 1). It was 2 games for $17 or 3 grames for $19. I wanted to die. Actually, ha ha ha I almost did! I tripped and fell flat on my face. Ohhh My life. :) Well, even if I came in last, I bet I had the most fun! That's makes me the real winner. ha ha ha ha :) That's what Losers say to make themselves feel better, yes!
I'm supposed to go into Boston tomorrow, to sort of Milk my days of Summer before I begin my vegging after getting all four of my wisdom teeth removed Thursday, the maybe, probably, although highly unlikely, starting work soon thereafter. Oh life. Where have you gone?
I watched this Getting into Nursery School/PreK in Manhattan documentary today. It was pretty intense. Worse than applying to college---which was horrible. Actually, getting into college is the easy part. It's staying in that's the problem. (Just a little side note to my rising college freshmen <3, but just try your best, and you'll be fine! yay!) But anyway, it was suuuper intense. You couldn't even APPLY unless you got on the phone and requested an application. That is, parents spent hours and hours a day calling into a million and three schools requesting applications. Most of which were simply requests only to be rejected later on. It was realllly sad, and scary. This one little girl got into all 7 schools she and her parents got into, and some didn't. It was ridiculous. Suuuper Intense.
I'm exhausted, and I'm really sore. :(
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