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This made my day

I went on to youtube and this video popped up:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F764sMVUXM0&feature=feedrec_grec_index

Not only do I think these two did an awesome cosplay job, but the song made my day. It might be old, but this is the first I've heard of it, and I roflmao'd.

This is one of three things that made my day. Another one was my friend saying to someone else, "You count like a monkey! Monkeys count like 1, 2, 3... 5." The third was a story for homework where some guy chose to be happy everyday, and then he fell of a building. Before his surgery, the nurse asked him if he had allergies. He responded with, "Yeah. Gravity."

Just a little pick-me-up, in case you guys needed it. :P

~Mocha

Oh, boy.

Haven't been on here in a while. Actually, I have been on here, periodically checking my faves for updates in comics. Otherwise...

I'm thinking of mailing some stuff to my friend so she can scan them in so that I will finally have some drawings that aren't crap. (I've got one, and it's crap. 'Nuff said.)

As for news now, I have a cavity on either side of my bicuspid. All I could say was "so that's what he meant in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!" Aren't I such a nerd?

Not sure what else to do... ah! For drawing: clothes swap, an "oh, everyone knows you two are together anyways, damnitall" cute snapshot, or the doom of the italianos? OHC people probably know what I'm talking about. The last one... there are maybe three or four... but aren't you curious now? Give me your thoughts, please!

Now, a parting piece of knowledge from Shakespeare: "Were I like thee, I would throw away myself." Get it? 8D I kid, I love you guys, roflmao.

~Mocha

It's Winter

Well, it's that time of the year again! Those guys in the south are all laughing at us northerners and really, really southerners, (like... Antarctica) and we're slipping on black ice, digging ourselves out of the snow, putting on the winter tires and just all around freezing our butts off. Life, as a whole, sucks.

Or does it?

Well, let's see: cold weather, Christmas shopping, annoying, repetitive Christmas songs on every single radio station, trying to get everyone together for the holidays, and horrid driving conditions. Yep, it sucks. Right?

Wrong. You see, what people seem to forget at this time of the year is how cozy it can be. Look outside at the snow. Don't think about the cold. Think about how everything is a prestine white, with thick layers of frost on the trees, and how everything glitters and it seems like nothing could be wrong out there. Let the words "winter wonderland" sink in.

Like winter yet? No? How about coming inside after a long day and putting on the big thick sweater that you never wear because it's always too hot, except now. Throw in some old movies and a mug of hot chocolate, and the cozy feeling that is always there just fills you up. Maybe you're cuddling with a significant other. To those of us who aren't, maybe you're with some good friends.

Maybe you're going outside and starting a snowball fight, or making snow angels, or snowmen, or forts, or sledding down a big old hill. No one, and I repeat, NO ONE is too old for sledding.

Then there's christmas. You've done your shopping, and now you're totally calm. You're getting presents heaped on you like it's your birthday, or maybe just a couple meaningful gifts. You've got the turkey to eat with the gravy and potatoes and stuffing and everything else. You're almost too full for dessert. Almost. Then again, maybe you're not having a big meal this year. But you're spending it with people you love, and even that bratty cousin of yours can't ruin your mood,(although you will whip out your camera and get plenty of pictures when they do something silly that will absolutely haunt them for the rest of their lives.)

Liking winter yet? The thing to remember isn't how much it sucks. Think about the good things, and I mean really think about them, and let them get you in the spirit. Because we all know what happens to Scrooges: they're just unhappy old men who get haunted by ghosts, and ghosts are creepy. Who wants that?

Stay happy, theO, and go glomp the person you like and wish them a big Merry Christmas on the last day of work or school. Because you know what? This time of the year, we can. Friends of glomper, don't give the glompee any warnings. It's more fun that way.

Happy winter!

~Mocha

WARNING

I saw someone post this, and decided to check it out. It's pretty clear once you read the staff post: http://www.theotaku.com/worlds/moderation/view/196590/
I just hope no one else has any problems with this person. Please don't give out any personal information on the internet. You probably get told this all the time, but even giving out what soccer team you play on for community league is dangerous. There was a story about that, and thank God it was a cop that the girl was talking to who came and told her to be more careful.
Have fun out there, and for the love of all that is good, be careful.
~Mocha

STOP LABELING ME!

The following statements are in no way supposed to be offensive to anyone who even remotely resembles them. That said, please keep an open mind when reading. These are simple observations of I have made, and I am not stereotyping anyone. Thank you.

Alright, so everyone has seen scene kids, right? Not a guy who wears skinny jeans, but I mean the seriously scene, sometimes emo/ recovering emo, (emo meaning those who struggle with cutting,) and their friends, who wander around the mall, get in trouble with security guards, do drugs, smoke, drink and are just all around people that your parents don't like you hanging around with? I'm not saying that they all do each of these things, and I'm not saying they're bad people. I spent a day with them and I really liked them! They were weird and goofy, and I had fun. But there was one thing I noticed: they like to argue.

Not each one, but most. I say something about scene, emo, gays, whatever, and I'm verbally attacked. "Stop f***ing labeling me!" "You got a problem with gays?" and so on and so forth. I haven't said anything bad, nor am I openly hostile towards any of these particular groups. I haven't got any problems with them. I'm totally indifferent, except to those who force their beliefs on others or hurt other people because of differences. But this annoyed the heck out of me! Why must these people - these great people - be so touchy about this? Maybe because they've encountered people who disagree and are cruel about it. Either way, I don't see why I should be the enemy because I said someone looks scene.

I had a conversation about this with a relative, and we theorized about reasons. As I recently mentioned, maybe they have had problems with people who can't accept them, and are immediately defensive of themselves because they think it will happen again? Maybe they just want to hide the fact that they are insecure about themselves, and in the act of defending who they are they gain confidence in themselves? Maybe they just want to pick a fight?

I'm a prep, I suppose you could say. I get along wtih my parents, get good grades, dress in a T-shirt and jeans, and read a lot of books. So when I dropped in this little suggestion, I was totally guessing, but it made sense after further discussion. Maybe they argue with me because they are jealous or don't understand me. They don't believe I understand them because they don't get along with their parents, because their parents are cruel or they push them too hard. They struggle with drugs and alcohol, sexual orientation. They immediately want to defend themselves because they don't want me to look down on them. They want to force me to be more open minded.

If that's the case, (and I'm not saying it is,) this is not the way to go about it. Simply talking about it would make me understand much better. I can't sympathize with them, but I do know that it can be hard. I also know a thing or two about human psychology. By bearing down on me and scaring me, especially when I'm out numbered, makes me close up and not want to listen to any of these people. When there's ten people, mostly all taller than me yelling at me for the slightest thing, I really don't feel sympathetic. I think they're all idiots who are just way too touchy, and they should all shut up. I get angry in these situations, although on the outside I look scared, (and I am!) and it doesn't matter if you're mad or scared or both, but naturally, you defend yourself. I can't be openminded when I'm out-numbered. Yelling at me isn't how you get me to understand.

That was my rant on defending yourself, it seems. It was label themed, but all the same. Anyways, thanks for reading, and I hope you learned something. Otherwise... I hope you had fun... or something like that...

~Mocha