Wow.

It has been over two years since my last post. I must say, a lot has changed. Weirdly enough, I feel like my personality has stayed the same. I have grown but I am still...me.

Maybe I'll find the time to update this blog.

It has been a while.


Be.

-Happy

Zinc Lozenges and Dexter

They smell pretty toxic. I opened up the box and thought someone was gassing me. Interesting thing, though: I couldn’t taste them (thank God!). They smelled SO putrid, my congested nose picked up on its scent. Crazy, I know. Actually, I have a great nose. An overly developed sense of smell, and it’s pretty cool. Sometimes, it’s even usful. For example, if you breathed into my face, I could tell you what you just ate. It’s kinda gross/creepy, but kinda cool.

I’ve been on a Dexter fix lately. I love it. I’ve loved the show since it began, but I just felt like rewatching the entire series. Every minute I sit through, I remember how fantastic the show is. Correction: I never forget how fantastic the show is. I only become more in awe of it. The writing and acting is so good, it has you rooting for a serial killer. It has you going, “Kill them, Dexter! They’re mean! They’re awful! They totally friggin’ deserve it!” If you ever acted that way in real life, you’d check yourself into an asylum. I mean, I would avoid killing someone unless it was for self-defense or my job (like a spy, military, law enforcement, etc.). Dexter does what we all wish we could do: take matters into our own hands and get rid of the scum of the Earth, quickly and efficiently. It would be perfect, really, even admirable, if it wasn’t completely illegal. Thankfully, we have Dexter. Through this show, we are able to release out primal desires without breaking the law.

Michael C. Hall is so brilliant. He makes Dexter cold and hard, yet we root for him because he’s also warm and soft. He’s dorky, nerdy, caring, and funny. He has a set of principles, though twisted, he hates to break and rarely does break. He would never hurt a child or an innocent person. He’s a serial killer with a heart of gold. It killed me when Rita was murdered. As I watch previous episodes, I remember how much I love Rita. She was so great for Dexter. I’m really bitter when I watch the new episodes because I know she’s gone. She’s never coming back. She was so great for Dexter. I don’t want anyone else for him. Rita cannot be replaced. Frankly, I don’t want her to be replaced. It would be like rubbing salt into a wound or twisting a knife that’s already been stabbing into my heart.

Harrison. I love watching Dexter gain humanity. Actually, I believe it more like watching him let out the humanity he already has. Harrison helps him with that. It melts my heart whenever Dexter’s being cute with Harrison or with Astor and Cody. Even Rita. GAHHH!! It just keeps coming back! I HATE RITA BEING GONE! Dexter’s family brings out the best in him. Astor is an annoying little bleeotchh, but I was sad when I saw them leave with their grandparents. Dexter was so heartbroken (Dexter says he doesn’t have a heart. When the kids left, Dexter actually says his heart would be breaking if he had a heart. He totally has a heart. He cares.).

Anyway, I was bored and I felt like typing. I’m still sick. It’s terrible. I feel like shooting some type of laser through my body to kill anything bad. I should start working on that. It would be a great invention. I would make infinite amounts of money. No joke. Think about it.

Back to Dexter!!! ^_^ :DD

Soyez.

-Heureux

Ouaaaaiisss.

Je suis tellement malade! This is NOT fun. Laryngitis is awful. To make things ever worse, I'm a singer. ON TOP OF THAT, I have to sing on November 8th for my school's Veterans' Day Program. Je veux chanter tellement mal, mais je ne peux pas. :( Je suis triste. Donc, je vais let myself rest now. Je sais que je n'ai pas posted in a while, mais je vais essayer. I guess it will occupy my time.

Be.

- Happy

Bonjour!

Je suis très fatigué. J'étais up at 4:30 this morning. I had to take the SAT Subject tests. The testing center was 1:30 hours away. It wasn't too bad, though, parce que j'étais avec mes amis. Even though we had to get up really early because we were car pooling, it was a fun experience. I really wish I was fluent in French. It would be so cool. Actually, I'm completely in love with languages, so there are many languages je veux que to be fluent in. In my dreams, I would be fluent in every language, with no accent, even in the indigenous languages. :/ Trop mauvais, je ne suis pas. Mais, c'est bien. Maybe one day, je vais learn.

I haven't been trop beau about the Daily Blog thing, and I seriously need to make a new YouTube video, mais je sens like one's coming soon. ^_^ Donc, je pense que je vais put one up soon and je vais essayer and post a blog weekly. Avec mes procrastination tendencies, a daily blog is an unrealistic project.

Soyez.

-Heureux

C'est certainement commencer à me frapper....

I'm just about done with my Penn State application and all of a sudden, it felt like life just hit my in the face with a bag a bricks. I'm SO close to adulthood, I can taste it, and I TOTALLY don't want to taste it! Who wants to grow up? It's terrible! I have to be responsible for myself, pay for everything myself. It's not very glamorous at all! I've never been one to want to grow up, but it's inevitable and I might as well run into it head first and be the best grown up EVER! I'll try. I'll try.

Be.

- Happy

Post Script: I'm learning French! Two years of the same foreign language are all that's necessary to graduate high school and enter a university, but I've taken one every year. Freshman year, it was Italian. Sophomore and junior year, it was Latin. Now, just for fun, I'm taking French. I love languages. I've been trying to incorporate French into my daily life so that I may become fluent. :) ^_^ Ooohh, ouais. Deux émoticônes. (OOOOHHH, Je eu cette! Je suis un ninja! <---- Dude, ALL of that. NO translator. Je eu cette. Je eu cette.)

Interesting...

I found out a couple interesting things today:

1. I received a four year $48,000 Presidential Scholarship from The King's College, New York City. Sounds great, right? Too bad I had NO idea who they were until now. I looked them up, and they weren't very impressive. But I sent in an application, anyway. They waived the fee because of my scholarship. ^_^

2. My name, in French, is Chloe. My name is DEFINITELY not Chloe in English.

Be.

-Happy.

Post Script: This week has been SO amazing! Today has been such a great day. I wish that I could go out tonight, but I owe my mom a whole lot, so babysitting it is!

It has been such a long day.

What's funny about the title of this post is that it's already past midnight, so it's a new day. It's a pretty short day at this point. But, of course, I don't mean it like that. I felt pretty sick today. I was dehydrated on Monday, and I haven't been taking care of myself too well; still not getting enough water. Anyhoo, my best friend and I had a pity party, and we had a GREAT time, despite the fact that it was a pity party. Lol! We did a lot of stuff, but one of the things was making glow in the dark friendship bracelets. I totally made some for a couple of my guy besties and I made two more for myself. It's pretty late. I should get some sleep. After all, I have school later on this morning. Eww.

Be.

- Happy.

Post Script: Homewrecking is BAD. Don't do it. No matter how desperate you are. I don't speak from experience, but it's just something that I've been thinking about today. Random, I know.