HaHa... i took it out

no more Twilight: New Moon ad :)

don't know what this is though...

New Moon Countdown Chris's

Longest Answer... Ever

This is the longest answer i have ever submitted into Yahoo!Answers...
It was so long they told me to shorten it ^_^ LOL

The Question was something like "What was your most memorable birthday?" in celebration of Yahoo!Answers' 6th birthday. Some ppl i know tried to be clever, like saying that they don't have any, but i think i just babbled on and on with whatever came to mind, even though it was all true.
i fail... i wrote so much, but i think the real answer is that, when i think about my birthdays, what i remember most are each of the memories i've had in the past 4 years of how i fell every year and twist my ankle -_-# i feel so weak each time it pisses me off, but at least it gives me a reason to carry a cane everywhere i go. i just hate trying to keep an ice pack against my ankle every year for the first few hours after i hurt myself, then attempting to get home... on a bus...

here's my submitted answer...:

Your Answer:
"Wow, 6 years is a long time. Happy Birthday Yahoo! Answers :) ! Hope your birthday is as memorable as all these experiences that everyone has shared :D

"My most memorable birthday isn't the most major or epic birthday anyone could have, nor did it involve the worst experience I've ever had. This just happens to be the birthday I think about when anyone asks me about my birthday experiences, out of all the 16 birthdays I've had so far (and soon to be 17 in a month).

"My best, but not last, birthday was on Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday & holiday, so we had a Monday off from school to celebrate my birthday (^_^). Since I was in my first year of middle school, and I've already made a couple of new friends but still kept in touch with some old ones from elementary school, I thought it'd be nice to hang out with my middle school pals while having a reunion with the friends that I haven't seen in half a year, even though I used to see some of them almost everyday for six years since kindergarten.

"First, we met up at Jack-in-the-Box (cuz it was close to our next destination). As the guests walked in, everyone had a chance to catch up with one another on what was up since graduation (except for my two newer friends and my cousin, who I tried my best to introduce to everyone else in the least awkward way I could). After eating a burger or two for lunch, and opening the gifts (which I mostly still keep; I just couldn't bear to throw any of it away), we headed to the ice skating rink.

"Ice skating was one of my favorite things to do at that time, and that birthday somehow made ice skating memories all the more special to me. Some of us have never skated before, so I did my best (or at least I think I did...) to help them learn enough until they wouldn't need the wall too much anymore. Others, of course, are more experienced in skating and someone even tried to teach us how to skate backwards ^_^

"I remember quite well that the weather wasn't bad, so you still see kids playing in the playground just outside the indoor rink, and my parents sat to the side outside the rink, waiting with a thermos or two of hot chocolate and a stack of cups for anyone who needed a break. I even remember very coincidentally finding another friend of mine from elementary school, but it was too awkward for us to say much to each other. After a while, as I attempted to glide on the ice alone with as little effort as possible, someone announced from seemingly hidden speakers a small list of people, one of which was me, who were celebrating their birthday that day at the rink. Imagine the faces my friends and I made when we heard my name come out of those speakers! XD

"When we finally got together one more time towards the end, my dad took a picture of the entire group (without the parents, of course). I stood out the most in front, but i was crouching down a little too low in an attempt to ensure that the faces behind me show up while those very people behind me supported me from the back and held my arms up so that I wouldn't fall in the duration of the photo session. I guess I did fall for real once the pictures were taken. Once the pictures were printed, I felt kinda bad, yet thankful, for the people who carried my weight when I realized that I didn't need to lower myself after all. Within the week, my parents helped me distribute those pictures to anyone who appeared in it, and maybe even to those who couldn't make it, so that the memories would last.

"Even I still keep that picture and one we took at Jack-in-the-Box above my bed, where i look at it and reminisce every time i just happen to idly lay back on my bed and look up at it.That was the last time I properly had a party with so many school friends, because I never made many very strong connections with anyone after that and I gradually lost contact and chatted less with the friends I've somehow separated from since elementary school... I guess. That was also the very last birthday before some sort of bad luck took over me into somehow making me twist an ankle around the time that my birthday arrives (always within the month of January).

"I stopped making the effort to invite friends to celebrate my birthday with me by my 13th birthday, probably because I thought it would be cool to copy Bella from Stephanie Meyer's Twilight. So I never really had many birthday parties other than with family, and I didn't really like those because I knew that my parents will combine my birthday with my sister's when we celebrate with the extended family, and that there will always be that possibility that I'd fall again and mostly twist my ankle, just like I have for the last four birthdays (strange... >_>)

"I probably wouldn't celebrate my birthday very grandly until I turn 18, when my mother plans to rent out a large... room? dance floor? and hire a DJ for it... At least I have a year and a month to mull over that idea :)
Source(s):
"My boring birthday experiences and the mystery of how I happen to randomly twist my ankle around that time every year... (someone told me that it might be just psychological(?)) *sigh*
(oops, my answer is too long...)"

Thanksgiving Rant

kay, i know that i had, like, 0 posts since don't care how many years ago, but i don't have the patience now to apologize on and on about how sorry i am 4 not updating or improving this site. no photos now, tho i did take some pretty awesome ones in the past year on my latest camera. Anyway, i just wanna get this outa my system, 4 now. b4 i 4get...-nvm. anyway, i'll just rant about my latest anger at my parents. i mean, my mom's super nice and all, but that's just more reason 4 her to get yelled at. i don't hate my parents, i just hate some ways that they do things, not that they seem to be able 2 help it. the main thing getting on my nerves all the time is that my family keeps telling me to do something while i'm either already doing it, about to do it, not there yet, i mean- come on! like, i'll get to it! i can think and i know i have to do it, but don't tell me to do something like i have to do it NOW while i'm in the MIDDLE of doing something else! i mean, do you just want me to drop everything i'm doing so that i follow ur direct command?! then you'll yell @ me 4 not doing what i'm already doing, hello~? >____< feel like i wanna punch someone or sumthing right now, but there's no one to do that to. + i'd get yelled at if i take any anger out on little sister X( wassup with that?! i can't even do anything 2 myself bcuz id still get yelled at, people start staring later, some genuinely care and might, like, pray 4 me (seriously? is it that bad 4 me 2 see my own blood when there r ppl out there that can beat and hurt -(can't think of stronger term, but "slash" just doesn't seem to do the trick)(oh here's 1)- and torture ppl, some practically 2 death, slowly? does just scratching myself like i would accidentally on broken plastic really make me insane? crazy? mad? dangerous? dangerously close to crazily roaming the streets with a long sharp blade hacking anyone i see like mad and spreading the influence of my insanity? really~... there's an idea), and some pretend to care and ask me questions like i didn't know any better, or just ignore me and go on, thinking that i just didn't know any better. wazup with THAT? that just annoys me further 2 death than if i didn't even have the courage to hurt myself! >_<#
course, my lil sister's different. she'll never b as easily guilt-tripped as i seem to almost always b. she could not care about anything but things that she likes 4 all any1 els cares. sometimes she seems 2 genuinely get better, actually seems 2 b fun 2 b with, but that's only bcuz we finally have 1 or 2 common hobbys, tho she still annoys me 2 death, esp. when we both <3 music and she she annoys me w/ her piano/violin/ukulele playing, prob enjoying how much better she's catching up 2 me. i'd probably die (not really) if she even touches the guitar that she didn't help in cleaning out at all. 2 bad there's only 1 piano, 1 ukulele, & even if there r 2 violins, technically, they're "her's", and i'd so get yelled @ if i try 'em out w/out her permission, like she'd ever let me. + she always seems 2 b playing sumthing right when i'm in the mood 2 make some music. like, i'd start practicing piano, then she'd go into the room right next 2 the piano and start up that fingerstripless violin without a care 4 each individual note's pitch! that annoy's me so much i can't even concentrate on my own thing, no matter what i'm doing! she could practice upstairs, or even oustide 4 all i care (cuz she even says she sounds better out there), but she just so happens 2 lodge her practicing within hearing range, like she really cares about how much she urgently needs 2 practice 2 hours a week more than she's required 2. and i'm not supposed to care, not supposed to b so bothered by it cuz there shouldn't need 2 b anything so bothersome about it. >:(
GAAAAAHHHH,i hate how much i have 2 stop evrytime some1 walks by 2 make it at least look like im doing my HW! i duper hate doing homework, but i can't do anything if someone knows i'm not doing it! hate school! <3 school! hate HW! love-... well i don't like classwork all that much either. do i care? i don't know! as long as i get to do what i like in the future, then i guess...? i mean, if i don't like it now, i don't think i'll like to use it 4 the rest of my life, so i think my grades do truly represent and reflect my best interests and abilities, and i might just go for what i can do now. if only what i like to do now would b very prospective(?) 4 my future.
ope! gotta go! ^_^ my family's going ice skating, so i know that'll so totally lighten my mood enuff that i'd forget how angry and annoyed i am right now. i'm too easy... Seeya! (don't know when, tho...) TeeheesXD