100 Things.

Christmas has come and gone, and so have my Grandparents, so I should be going back to my erratic blogging schedule.


And here is my Christmas present to you:

One Hundred Things You Probably Don't Know About Adrienne Louise Pressnall:

1. Vietnamese is my least favorite language to hear spoken.
2. I own a studded belt, and I wear it a lot.
3. I have a pet peeve about people making slimy sounds with their mouths.
4. I used to think Apple Computers were stupid, because they didn't play normal computer games.
(I was 10.)
5. I went through a major Green Day phase. I still have a lot of random Green Day knowledge
lodged in my brain like: Trè Cool's real name is Frank Edwin Wright III. I don't like to talk
about it. It's like colon cancer: you just don't talk about it.
6. I own a Panic! At The Disco, and a Green Day t-shirt, and I wear them a lot to sleep.
7. I don't eat any type of seafood.
8. I really like avocados.
9. I tell my brother all my problems, and my friend's problems. I've probably told him about you.
10.I don't wear shirts with skulls on them.
11.My favorite color is emerald green, but I think real emeralds are tacky in most jewelry.
12.I think Tim Burton is attractive. I've failed to figure out why.
I am personally, completely in love with Jim Halpert. Not John Krazinski, but the character he
plays. The closer you are to being like Jim, the more I love you.
13.I've been to 14 different countries, and 15 different states.
14.I'm the only person in the history of Oxala (Pearce's literary magazine) to score a perfect 30 on
my writing.
15.I actually buy most of my music.
16.I own Juicy Couture perfume.
17.I didn't know the term 'the shit' had a positive connotation until like, 8th grade.
18.I really like the movie Corpse Bride.
19.I don't like Kohl's because each and every time I go there, and I try on clothes, so old lady
walks in on me. I am really not kidding. I never, ever go to Kohl's because of this.
20.I wish I played saxophone.
21.I've recently decided I want to be a writer when I get older.
22.I know how to knit.
23.My favorite words are as follows: hypothetically, theoretically, superfluous, nonsense, negatory,
exasperation, scandalous, horrendous, egregious, erroneous, gregarious, dilemma, and folderol.
24.In 4th grade my absolute favorite movie ever was: Star Wars Episode 1: The Phantom Menace.
25.I can't draw things with legs.
26.I'm pretty good at painting.
27.I took piano for eight years.
28.I can eat onions by themselves, unless they're really, really strong.
29.I have an unjustifiable grudge against North Dakota.
30.I can't stand white chocolate.
31.I don't like Tootsie Rolls.
32.Easter is my favorite holiday.
33.If I could pick any nationality to be, it would either be Russian or Brazilian.
34.I've thought about dyeing my hair brown. Luckily I got that idea out of my head.
35.I spend at least 20 minutes on my makeup ever day.
36.I always spell interest like 'intrest', and exist like 'exsist'.
37.I don't know anything about guitars or how to play them.
38.I seem to find myself going to public places in ridiculous clothing. I don't usually plan it. It just
sort of happens.
39.I really hate it when people spell 'yeah' like 'yea'.
40.In seventh grade, I would end all my sentences on AIM with double punctuation. Like: Are you
going school tomorrow??
41.I have 82 Beanie Babies.
42.I once sprayed “Goof Off” (paint remover) on my Mom's tomatoes, and she got really mad at
me, and then started to cry.
43.I like the way the Library smells.
44.I don't like cards from card stores.
45.I don't like Pizza Hut.
46.I have a lot of knives in random places in my room. For no real reason.
47.I watch a lot of Podcasts about different hairstyles.
48.I'm right-handed, but I do everything else on my left side better.
49.I want a really big, extravagant, frilly wedding.
50.I really hate the color orange. Especially the Crayola marker orange.
51.I can be really loud and obnoxious, especially when I'm tired.
52.I'm bad at saving money.
53.I like books about bitchy girls who have unfathomable amounts of money, and do ridiculous
things.
54.I have a strong moral fiber.
55.My sweat is more acidic than most people's.
56.George Winston is my favorite piano player. Seriously, he's amazing and writes all of his own
music.
57.I like anything with lace.
58.I'm very particular about the way our Christmas tree looks. Handmade and novelty ornaments
are not allowed.
59.I can't tie bows the normal way. I have to use “bunny ears”.
60.I hate Celine Dion's voice.
61.I like getting my nails done.
62.I'm awkward when it comes to talking to superiors.
63.I hate asking for help from people.
64.I have this candle that's strawberry shortcake flavored, and it smells way too sweet, and when
even when your two feet away from it and its unlit, it's sickening saccharine odor gives you a
headache. I don't know why I haven't moved it out of my room yet.
65.I think it'd be really cool to drive an out-of-commission ambulance.
66.When I was nine, I wanted to live in a three story house, and own six Great Danes.
67.I get really defensive when people say things like “I can name all of the Transformers:
Bumblebee, Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, Bonecrusher, Scorpinok, Megatron,
Starscream, Barricade, and Soundwave.” Or people that didn't know what Transformers were
before the movie came out.
68.I kind of wish I was a vampire.
69.I use the thesaurus all the time.
70.I respect good accordion players.
71.I like watching glass blowers.
72.I'm a little bit incompetent at using Microsoft computers.
73.I pay a lot of attention to people's teeth. If I've talked to you for longer than 30 seconds, I'll
always remember what your teeth look like, and be able to describe them.
74.My favorite Disney movie is “101 Dalmatians”. It's also one of my favorite books. (It was a
book before it was a movie, obviously.)
75.“Alice In Wonderland” is my favorite fairy-tale-type book.
76.I like the way saxophone reeds taste, but not the way clarinet reeds taste.
77.I've taken my lunch to school every day since the beginning of third grade.
78.On long vacations, or during the summer, I see how long I can go without changing my shirt.
79.I don't listen to bands that don't have at least one of the following: piano, synthesizer, violin, or cello.
80.I have a lot nick names for my brother: Shorty, Chico, Superman, Wessie, Loserface, Dream
Crusher, Sweetheart, Darling, etc.
81.I like handheld pencil sharpeners.
82.When I was eight, we went to Grapevine Mills Mall, and we were going to go to the Rainforest
Cafe, and I saw the robot crocodile outside of the restaurant, and was so terrified of it, that I
actually ran away into Forever 21, and hid in the store and cried for an hour. Eventually, my
Mom found me, calmed me down, and somehow, got me into the cafe. From then on, I've been
pretty freaked out by that thing.
83.I can eat hoards of Oreos.
84.My normal voice has melded with my sarcastic voice, so sometimes I don't even know if I 'm
being sarcastic or not.
85.I want to go to Singapore.
86.If I could have one super power, it would be to stop time.
87.I've recently discovered the usefulness of liquid eyeliner.
88.My name anagrams to: Resend all rain pens.
89.Winter is my favorite season.
90.I've only been to emergency room once. (Little kid + running + sharp pencil = sharp lead lodged
in my eye.)
91.I love sparkly things.
92.Today, I only left my room three times. I was watching “The Office: Season 3” and my goal
was to finish the whole thing in one day. But then I started this.
93.I'm simultaneously disgusted by, and infatuated with, The 80's.
94.I like sunflowers and Gerber daisies.
95.Looking up at tall buildings gives me a sick feeling in my stomach.
96.I have freckles on my knees.
97.I'm very sensitive to most extreme mint/cinnamon gum and mints.
98.I get really good ideas that I'm not very good at implementing, and then end up with a lot of half
finished projects.
99.I really hate this: <3 and this: XD.
100. I can think of a hundred things people don't know about me.

Things I Shouldn't Have Said #3

Mr. Blankenship: So, according to your shirt, you love Optimus Prime. Do you really love Optimus Prime?
Me: Uh... YEAH.
Mr. B: Hmm... really...
Me: Do you love Optimus Prime?
Mr. B: No, not really.
Me: Who is your favorite Transformer then?
Mr. B: Well, there aren't any girl Transformers, so I guess I don't have a favorite.
Me: Yeah there is!
Mr. B: Well, I don't remember her name.
Me: It's Overide.
Mr. B: Okay, yeah well, there's only ONE. She must really get around. I mean all those guy Transformers... and you know...

(Yes, that was a coversation about Robot Sex that I had with my metrosexual band director.)

"COACH D, I'M DYING INSIDE BECAUSE OF ALL THOSE UNCAPITALIZED TITLES! PLEASE, THINGS LIKE THAT ANNOY ME TO A NEW LEVEL!"

Never Kill Love

As expected, I didn't go to school today. It's just a tad hard to pay attention when your ribs feel like they're being stabbed from the inside with a shovel. However, it's incredibly boring here. Not that I expected it would be a bucket of thrills, or anything, I just miss talking to people. I mean, occasionally Caitlan or Sarah will text me, but that hardly quantifies as talking to them. Then after school, my Mom gets all mad at me for calling my friends. It's not like it hurts to talk. Well... yes it does. But not as bad as it hurts to cough. So, this morning, after I woke up, I spent about 2 hours coming up with names for awful bands. I pretty much decided that you can make a terrible screamo band name from just a few specific nouns and adjectives.

Let me explain:

Pick your first initial:

A-Severed
B-Young
C-Forever
D-My
E-Forced
F-Always
G-Never
H-Dead
I-Decayed
J-Your
K-Because
L- Decadent
M-Vicious
N-Buried
O-Broken
P-Accursed
Q- Fucking
R-Silent
S-Unprovoked
T-Condemned
U-Duplicated
V- Scarred
W-Serrated
X-Malignant
Y-Forgotten
Z-Remembered


Now pick the first letter of your last name:

A-Glass
B-Guns
C-Swords
D- Daggers
E- Chains
F- Hounds
G-Spikes
H- Axes
I-Birds
J-Hawks
K- Wolves
L-Bottles
M-Death
N-Zombies
O-Vampires
P-Hearts
Q-Crime
R-Love
S-Scars
T-Time
U-Knowledge
V- Novembers
W- Days
X-Vessels
Y-Disasters
Z-Apocalypse


Now pick the last letter of your last name:

A- Die
B- Live
C-Lie
D-Sink
E-Betray
F-Burn
G-Bleed
H-Destroy
I-Lie Awake
J- Fall Asleep
K-Remain
L- Collide
M-Slaughter
N-Kill
O-Regret
P- Fall
Q- Lie
R- Devour
S- Collapse
T-Feel
U- Rot
V-Degenerate
W-Annihilate
X-Massacre
Y-Sabotage
Z- Perish

Now, take those words, rearrange them, change the tenses, make them plural or singular, add conjunctions and articles, and there you have it! Your very own horrendous screamo band name. Mine is “Severed Hearts Collide”. Or, if you don't like your initials, just choose any word from the three lists.


Hmm. Well...

I'm going to go do the math homework that was due Monday.

An Unexpected Unpleasantry.

Well, I've officially had the most awful day ever.

It started out nice and early this morning at 5:00 a.m. I had got up that morning with the intent of getting bagels for the clarinet section (because I conveniently missed sectionals last time). After my shower, I was getting dressed, when I started to cough. If you've been round me recently, you know that my “coughs” are more like thunderous bellows in which you can hear the crackle of mucus that has lined my lungs. It's been going on like this for quite a while, so when my cough explosion started, it wasn't very out of the ordinary. Until, that is, I felt a big pop near the bottom of my rib cage. It felt like I had coughed so hard that something had moved. This is when the fun starts. After buckling over in pain, I called for my Mom to help me back into bed. I explained my dilemma, and continued to writhe in pain. This went on for a good ten minutes, until my Mom gave me some Advil. She then arranged for me to see Dr. Myint. With a lot of luck, I was able to fall asleep. When I woke up, my Mom helped me get out of my bed and into the car. (It's ridiculously painful to move my torso muscles, or cough). When we arrived at Dr. Myint's office, I had the pleasure of sitting in his waiting room. Remember, I'm still in excruciating pain, and every time I cough, I twitch, and whimper, and everybody looks at me as though I have the plague. I then was half-carried into the examination room by my Mom, and weakly laid down on the table. After the nurse checked my temperature, and pulse, Dr. Myint came in and proceeded to check my lungs, liver, kidney, etc. He obviously noticed my flinching and wincing when he tested my ribs, but when me pushed on my kidneys, it caused an unexpected sharp, stabbing pain. But since it was clear the pain was centered around my ribs, he kind of ignored that. He told my Mom and I that we should go get an x-ray, and go from there. My Mom filled out what seemed to be an eternity of paperwork, and then we were on our way to get my x-ray. While in the waiting room for the x-ray at the hospital, I overheard a rather loud conversation about Microsoft computers:

Technologically Incompetent Secretary (TIS): Hey, David, I'm thinking about upgrading my computer. What do you think is the best one to get.?
Conveniently Present Guy Who Happens To Be A Computer Salesman (David): Well, that depends on if you're running Vista or XP.
TIS: Uh... I think my computer is something called Windows 98 or something.
David: Oh, well, then you're going to want to upgrade.
TIS: Upgrade what?
David: Your Operating System
TIS: What's that?
David: It's the main.. thing on your computer. You know when you start up your computer, and it says Windows 98, or whatever?
TIS: So, if I upgrade my Operating System, will my computer run better.
David: Yes, theoretically.
TIS: Ohhh. Okay. Well, what should I upgrade to?
David: That depends on whether you're using your computer for business, or just as a home computer. If you're using if for business, I would go with XP, because they haven't made many programs supported by Vista yet. But if you're just using it for a home computer, I would go ahead and buy Vista, because there isn't a huge difference between Vista and XP aside from the software.
TIS: Well, I guess I'll be using it at home. That means I have to get XP right?
David: ...No, I said you should get Vista.
TIS: Oh... Can you add extra memory to Vista?
David: ... Well, you can add extra memory to your computer.
TIS: Okay, good. Is Vista really like the commercials? Do I have to “authorize” everything?
David: Well, you can change the settings so that it doesn't if you don't want it to.
TIS: So like, if I go to Myspace, and I tell it to authorize, will it stay authorized, or do I have to authorize it every time?
David: Uh, no. It only asks you to authorize things on your system, like if you put in a CD, it asks if you want to install it.
TIS: Well, I wouldn't have put it in there in the first place if I didn't want to install it.
David: Well, there could be other options, like it could be a music CD, or a blank CD, and it would ask you what you want to do with it.
TIS: Okay... So, how much would a computer that would work well for me be?
David: If you really want a nice upgradable computer that will run well, I'd say about between $800 and $1000 dollars.
TIS: WHAT?!?!?
David: Well, I mean you can get a lower end computer that doesn't run as well for about $400.
TIS: But I can add memory right?
David: Sure.. but...
TIS: Is it easy to add memory?
David: Um, kind of...?

Then my name was called to go get my x-ray.

That was possibly the most aggravating conversation to listen to. That stupid secretary kept asking about adding memory, as if that would somehow help her, and make her look smarter. And that poor man. He was just trying to help this lady be knowledgeable about computers, and he got trapped in this monstrosity of a dialogue.

Anyway,

I changed out of my clothes into a glamourous hospital gown, and stepped into a scary x-ray room. Larry, the guy doing my x-ray, seemed really irritable, and persnickety, and talked to me as if I was senile. After the x-ray, we were led to a room with a phone, which the radiologist was supposed to call when he got the results. My Mom answered the phone, and the radiologist told my Mom the most annoying results ever: Nothing. My x-ray was clean.

I was mad at this point. I had to go through all this pain for... nothing? I mean, I figured that it would at least be fractured or displaced or SOMETHING. But no, now it just looks like I'm making the whole thing up.

So I'm convinced all my ribs are broken, and the x-ray didn't pick it up. (Rib cage things do have a hard time of being recognized.)

In the mean time, I'm supposed to take a shitload of painkillers, and keep heat on my side.

Which leaves me here, ranting about the worst day ever.

It's just a bunch of malarkey if you ask me.

A Little Shot of Glee.

Well, it's finally happened:

I got my coveted MacBook.

I don't really think words can express how excited I am. Seriously, this thing is amazing. And it's mine. All mine.

This is quite possibly the event of my life time.