New CoS pictures from The Leaky Cauldron!

I am greatful to see Moaning Myrtle as she should be. Sorry looking. Oh yeah, the Phoenix looks...small. Oh well, maybe it's just the picture. Other than that...ENJOY!!

Set one here.

Set two here.

::deep soulful sigh:: I welcome Autumn.

So, to make my welcome well...official, I headed for the nearest store to buy some candles. It was great outside. I was yearning for this all summer. But that feeling was almost intrrupted when I heard whistling was I was walking. Sure, at first it was so ludicrous that I laughed, but when the person wouldn't stop and whistled louder the further I walked away. Yeah, that's right...whistle louder, buddy. Maybe there is a chance that I will give in and actually turn to see who the fuck you are. I soon remembered why I was outside and kept my mind on that. Mmmm, scented candles.

I bought three apple cinnamons and two black cherries (my fav.). Joy! Then after I came back...as I was crossing the street a car full of idiots started to honk at me. Bastards. "Hey! Girl!"

Fuck off.

::listening to John Mayer on the radio::

Oh how I miss my CD!
"Why don't you buy a new one, Cristal"
Fuck you. I want the one that I originally bought in April, dammit.

Another boring day.

We had two debates today. One of them was a surprise and I didn't like it (SUCKED). We had to debate on war and I was on the "for it" side. It seemed that we won...I still said nothing. The other debate...the one on cloning...I said nothing aswell. I wan't given a chance! EVERYONE wanted to speak and my side lost by two points. I think it was because my side was too edgy and kept interrupting the other side. It was idiotic.

I got my own copy of Photoshop 7.0 from a peer! Now I can practice on making fun of people. Also, another peer lend me her PS 7.0 book so that I can better understand all them buttons and stuff. You can check out my latest work in my other blog, We Be Dorks.

I need some vicodin.

Salty the Pocketknife.

I can't stand it when two people argue. Loudly. For psychology, my teacher (who thinks we are high school kids) yelled at an older man because he said, "fuck you." 1) He didn't say it to her. 2) She claims that the whole room heard it. I sure as hell didn't (until after the comotion was over). Then, he asked him to step outside, but he refused because she was "treating him like a child." So, she got her stuff and left the room. Very angry. Yeah, she's stupid sometimes.

Just when I thought that was bad...there was ANOTHER argument in my GD 100 class. It was bad. 1) There are only seven people in that class. 2) it was louder than the previous argument. One of the students (the oldest there) was getting a bit peeved at my instructor because he was critiquing her work (which he is supposed to do, in order for us to learn). Wow, were they yelling. It was more embarrassing than anything, really. She ended up storming out of the class.

::sigh:: Why do people have to make things so hard?

Yeah, today was like a "boring rollercoaster." Heh.

Something's missing in my life, right now. It's only a matter of finding it.

She's gonna drive me back to my old addictions. Fuckin' hyprocrite.

I rip at my skin trying resist the urges. I need to cry in the arms of a listener, but that is impossible for me to do. WHAT must I DO to make her see that I am not a bad person. That I actually have some good in me. For the life of me, I cannot be perfect. It give me anxiety just to see her. Everytime she comes in my room, I feel like I did something wrong. I always do wrong.

She needs to learn that I will never be what she wants me to be.

Not sure if I have written about this (I tried to look, but I couldn't find it), but for some ODD reason I have this thing for guys who are...kinda retarded? "Helpless" I should say. Maybe slow? Ahhh, kinda like Sam from "Benny and Joon." SO, I guess not retarded or slow. Maybe goofy is the word.

Ack, I'm a girl...I don't know what I want.

Anyhow...I almost had an anxiety attack and it led me to clean up my room. I took out a lot of useless shit that was getting on my nerves.

My Mother might be driving me into insanity again. She's really getting on my nerves (I mean REALLY). But whose parent's don't, right? Yeah, she makes me so angry. That anger makes me want to cry because it comes from her. She saddens me too much. She needs to understand that I may be lazy and careless, but at least I am not out there selling my body, doing drugs or just getting into real big messes.

Oh well.

When sky blue gets dark enough. To see the colors of the city lights. A trail of ruby red and diamond white hits her like a sunrise. She comes and goes and comes and goes like no one can. Tonight she's out to lose herself and find a high on Peachtree Street. From mixed drinks to techno beats it's always heavy into everything. She comes and goes and comes and goes like no one can.
She comes and goes and no one knows. She's slipping through my hands.

She's always buzzing just like neon, neon...neon, neon. Who knows how long, how long, how long...she can go before she burns away.

I can't be her angel now. You know it's not my place to hold her down and it's hard for me to take a stand when I would take her anyway I can. She comes and goes and comes and goes like no one can. She comes and goes and no one goes. She's slipping through my hands.

She's always buzzing just like neon, neon...neon, neon. Who knows how long, how long, how long...she can go before she burns away...

It's like that.

How can someone go from this:



To this.

Huh? For the love of Mike HOW!?

I wrote this in my journal book about two years ago:

I never thought that I would be writting this. I use to be happy when I was eight years old. Use to pray, use to play, use to have friends. Now I just have my anger and pain. I want help but I want to do this by myself. I don't want to involve people into my problems. They don't deserve to hear about my pain and anger. I have many ways to relief my anger. I listen to music, watch TV or write as I am doing now. But lately I have found other ways to relief my pain like "cutting" and Advil. Cutting is like my natural high.

Not only was I depressed, I was a BAD speller. Jeeze, I don't know what I did to better myself in that.

Ah yes...

I got bored and changed it all.

Guess what?

Lizo: Finally, what's your message to children who've been waiting for the next book for a two and half years?

JK: It's coming and it's a lot nearer than you'd think if you read some newspapers - just trust me.

Soo, it almost here! Don't know when, but the thought that THAT day getting nearer makes me happy. I can still wait, though. As long as it takes.

You can read the rest here.

Oh yeah! the court case is over! After two years or so...it's over. "Larry Potter" is dead. WOO!

I missed about forty minutes of the new "Twilight Zone" last night. As for the 10 minutes that I got to see...it was rather good. I have never seen a plot like that one (at least I don't think I have). It was about Death quitting his "job." I suppose he got sick of this daily kill that he decided to stop. Of course, that meant no more deaths. It was crazy. No one died if the period of twenty-four hours. A young doctor (second character) was in denial that Death was really...Death. He didn't believe him until he saw his own mother in her death bed...again. As soon as the doctor believed Death, he thought that him quitting his "job" was the greatest thing to have ever happen. A "miracle" in his words.

You know what? It did seem like a good idea. For about 5 seconds. Afer that, the doctor realized that people can die internally (heart stopping and stuff), but they can still be alive. They'd just be suffering a shit load. It was nasty. Really. That's when the doctor realized that it wasn't such a good idea after all. Duh. So, yeah the twist. The doctor ended up dying and left with Death in another world unknown. How did the doctor die? He was getting severe headaches.

As a matter of fact...I have this sharp pain in the left, back side of my head. Hmmmm, not a good idea to talk about the show right now.

What kind of Drug Addict are you?

You are known for being a bit on the weird/insane side. You LOOOVE to party around and go crazy with close friends. You do have some down times from your activeness. You are either jumping up and down or frozen like a statue. Sometimes you feel like you can't control yourself.

Hmmm, well I don't drink coffee. Must be that damn soda (ick). Anyway, no party, not many close friends...what is this crap!?
You are wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!!!!! Muahaha, you lose! BITCH. DIE, DIE! MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.

Yeah...

The new "Twilight Zone" is on tonight. Hosted by Forest Whitaker.



I wonder how this will turn out. I love the old series. Black and white, but still awesome plots. The second set (in color) was ok, but I really never watched much of it. I would rather watch the newer "Outer Limits" (which were in color too).

I love "Beyond Belief" as well. It's been on and off for long while too. Man, there should be a channel full of these. Oh wait...

That would be the Sci-Fi channel. But why not make a channel JUST for the strange and mysterious stuff. A channel chalk-full of urban legends, fantasy, strange and bizarre stories, documentaries and so on. I'd call it, "Twisted TV" or something similar. Who cares, I just want a channel dedicated on the good stuff.

Yeah, I feel I am being watched every time I set foot at school. It makes me anxious. There is one person in particular, but I will not get too into THAT. Who knows who reads this crap. Poor guy. Probably thought I dislike him (he asked me a question and I was very much zoned out).

Maybe one day. When I won't get altered when asked three questions at the same time or when I start to get super dizzy and nervous due to various conversations going all around me. Phew.

Note to self: No more tomatoe sauce and ground beef.

I told you, G.

GEIV87: BTW, the marriage proposal, I found another nickel...
GEIV87: And three shiny pennies
I am Oxie Moron: Ooooooooo
I am Oxie Moron: Hahaha
I am Oxie Moron: That'll do it
GEIV87: ...er...
Except... I spent the original 93 cents...
I am Oxie Moron: PFft
GEIV87: On a slurpee
I am Oxie Moron: forget it
GEIV87: But it was a GOOD slurpee
I am Oxie Moron: what about me??
I am Oxie Moron: HUH!?
I am Oxie Moron: I knew I could never come between you and your slurpees.
GEIV87: ...well...
GEIV87: I swear, i tried to quit... but the shit just kept callin' me, man
I am Oxie Moron: Yeah, yeah.
GEIV87: I need help, man... I'm a slurp addict, man
I am Oxie Moron: Oh nooo, not that "I need help, MAN" crap again
I am Oxie Moron: Not gonna work this time
GEIV87: ...spare 30 cents, MAN?
GEIV87: Come on, man...
I am Oxie Moron: No, "MAN"
GEIV87: Feel the LOVE, man
I am Oxie Moron: You're gonna feel my foot in your ass if you don't leave me be, MAN.
GEIV87: :P

Muahahaha.

So, I listened to all the songs and tracks 8 and 9 are still my fav. I recognized another song, too! Certain People. I've had that one since Tuesday, April 17, 2001 10:49:25 PM (yeah, I like to push it).

As a thank you, I am sending "Imgruv2" my Tiny Toon clips from when TMBG was in them. He seemed to like that very much.

Ahhhhhh, boring hot day. I hope to do something real soon. I was "supposed" to go to the museum with some fellow peers today, but I never got the call. Oh well. I was probably asleep. Maybe even skipped. Haha.

So, a young man that goes by the name of "Imgruv2" has gladly sent me the "They Got Lost" CD (yeah, it's taking a while because my connection BITES). I have 10 tracks so far and I must admit that they are short, but super sweet.

I enjoy tracks 8 and 9 so far. The only song I recognize is "They Got Lost." Although, I've had this MP3 since Friday, February 23, 2001 6:39:59 AM. Yes, that exact date. So what is that? Almost two years? Oh well, who's counting, right?

Anyway, I still like the live versrion from Severe Tire Damage better.

"They Might Be Giants got lost...driving around."

Ohhhh yeah, the damn Friday Five...

It's late, but oh well.

1. How long have you had a weblog? Well, if you move your eyes slightly to the left and scroll a little on the downside, you will see that I've had this since November of 2001. Almost a year folks.

2. What was your first post about? Hmmm. ::checks:: Ah yes, I remember now. It was about looking for something to post my thoughts in. Yeah, this blogger thing works. Also, about stuff that happened at work. Meaningless crap. I never blog anything that is "worthwhile" for the humans. No sex, some drugs and a lot of rock and/or roll. Make sense? Good.

3. How many changes (name, location, etc.) of your weblog have there been, if more than one? I went from Thoughts...of an Oxymoron to I am Oxie Moron. Even the URL changed. You get the trend here.

4. What CMS (content management system) do you use? Do you like it or do you want to try something else? Blogger. I haven't really tried anything else. I like the fact that I can mess around with the template and put some of my own crap in it. Plus, Blogger has a cool logo. :)

5. Do you read people who have both a journal and a weblog? Or do you prefer to read people who have all of their writing in one central place? I don't really care. As long as they blog often, read mine and are interesting...I SHALL READ.

Yeah, I know. Dreadful. So, shoot me.

::sigh::

When i was young i knew everything
and she a punk who rarely ever took advice
now i'm guilt stricken,
sobbing with my head on the floor
stop a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice
i can't be held responsible
cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
she fell in love in the first place
for the life of me i cannot remember
what made us think that we were wise and
we'd never compromise
for the life of me i cannot believe
we'd ever die for these sins
we were merely freshmen
my best friend took a week's
vacation to forget her
his girl took a week's worth
valium and slept
now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his
head on the floor
thinks about her now and how he never really
wept he says
i can't be held responsible
cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
she fell in love in the first place
for the life of me i cannot remember
what made us think that we were wise and
we'd never compromise
for the life of me i cannot believe
we'd ever die for these sins
we were merely freshmen
we've tried to wash our hands of all of this
we never talk of our lacking relationships
and how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our
heads on the floor
we fell through the ice when we tried not to
slip, we'd say
i can't be held responsible
cause she was touching her face
I won't be held responsible
she fell in love in the first place
for the life of me i cannot remember
what made us think that we were wise and
we'd never compromise
for the life of me i cannot believe
we'd ever die for these sins
we were merely freshmen
we were merely freshmen
we were only freshmen...

There are some things that are missed, Eileen, but we have to move on sometimes. :)

Man, that trailer was awesome. The pixies, polyjuice, Nimbus 2001 and the Mandrakes!! Oh oh! The HOWLER!!!!! I thought it would be louder, but, it is STILL badass!! I was hoping to see Moaning Myrtle, but I think that might be on the other TV teaser.

Missed it? No fear, you can see it HERE.
(source from The Leaky Cauldron and Harrypotter.com)

I can't wait for the movie!!!!!!

It's tonight! Don't miss the Chamber of Secrets' short trailer, which will air during "Family Affair."

Woooo!

It is official!

The Leaky Cauldron can exclusively confirm that - ta da - the entire new trailer will be premiered during the new show "Family Affair" on the WB on Thursday night - check local listings, one assumes. The trailer will be satellite-fed out right after, so expect local newscasts and entertainment 'zine shows to carry it. Woooo hooo, indeed.

You can read the rest at The Leaky Cauldron

Everyday, I dread walking through this pass way on my way to school. Actually that pass way is right infront of the school. I hold my breath to keep the smell of decomposing crushed snails that I have to avoid everyday. Then, when I turn the corner of the building...

Ciggarrete butts.

It's a hassle.

Oh crap. This "ignoring people" phase isn't really working much. It's nice, but not enough. It only makes other want to know MORE about you. I feel like I have retold everything I know 893 times and every time I am ignored.

"Why do you wear a scarf?"

"Well, I just like-"

They zone out after that. So, I just give up. I have never been this bored with people. At least, I don't think I have. As interesting as one is, I lose interest after a few minutes of conversing. It's all my fault, though. Poor fools.

Imma start with the Friday Five thing since I don't have much to say.

1. What is your biggest pet peeve? Why?
MY pet peeve?? I don't know if I have one, but I suppose it is being careless. There is one pet peeve that others have. Bragging. I REALLY can't stand people who do that so often (e.i. people at school). It bugs the shit out of me.

2. What irritating habits do you have?
Being stubborn? I think it's that. I guess procrastinating is another one, but "irritating" is such a strong word. How about, being a fat ass? That's irritating.

3. Have you tried to change the irritating habits or just let them be?
Not really. It doesn bother me at all. I just leave things be.

4. What grosses you out more than anything else? Why?
When people sneeze and expose their saliva and germs to everyone else. Cover your mouth, folks.

5. What one thing can you never see yourself doing that other people do?
Showing affection in public! UGH! All that mushy lovey-dovey bull. I dislike it when people do that in front of me. That is why I stay away from girls who have boyfriends. I can't even think about it.

A little late, but still useful.

OK Go on Conan RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (well, at the end of the show).

I was checking my mail when I heard the announcer mention OK Go. Woo!

If you miss it you can see it tomorrow on Comedy Central at 7 PM.

Ohhhhhhhh yeah!

I wanted to bug the hell out of the ones who read my stuff (about two people, at the most).

I found this cool site that translates anything into whatever accent they have there. I chose the "Chicken Run" accent.

T' 'ea' is still ragin thru art SoCal. Ah can't stan' it. Ah'm able ta still wear mi scarf, though. Wooa! onnyrooad, ah tried ta read dis 'n well...it is ratha 'ard. Ah reckon ahl enny time soon. Anywhooa, ah'm i' eur nasty dead-line, sa off ah nip on.

Good, eh? I LOVE this site. It rocks. I can also do that in Irish!

Yep!

Check it out, yah? Translators!

This just in!

(haha, I've always wanted to say that)

I just got the info and the quake was a 4.6. You can see the waves here and other information here.

I also got a diagram together.

You can see where you stand here. (if you are from around SoCal)

Earthquake just now!!

I am Oxie Moron: Are you ok??
Leena blue: why?
I am Oxie Moron: Earthquke!
I am Oxie Moron: dammit
I am Oxie Moron: sorry
I am Oxie Moron: I am shaking a lot
I am Oxie Moron: hahaha
Leena blue: lol, jeeze, that was fun!
I am Oxie Moron: No!
I am Oxie Moron: NEver!
I am Oxie Moron: ahahaha
Leena blue: do it again!
I am Oxie Moron: Hahaha...
I am Oxie Moron: Wow, you really didn't feel it?
Leena blue: yeah i did
I am Oxie Moron: ok, good
I am Oxie Moron: so did my cousin
I am Oxie Moron: and she lives in Baldwin Park
I am Oxie Moron: I don't like earthquakes

I am Oxie Moron: We just had an Earthquake~
I am Oxie Moron: !
ShortySin: you felt it too
I am Oxie Moron: Yeap!
ShortySin: i thought it was just me
ShortySin: lol
ShortySin: im scared
ShortySin: !!!!
I am Oxie Moron: Hahaha
I am Oxie Moron: me too!
ShortySin: i hate earthquakes
I am Oxie Moron: me too!
I am Oxie Moron: They suck!

Arrgh. I still remember the one from '87. I think it was that year. Maybe '89. All I know is that they both sucked. Stupid earthquake made me all anxious now. I can't stop shaking! FUCKER!!

::shakes her fist at the walls::

I have failed to mention the shows I am looking forward to for a while now.

I am greatly interested in John Doe (promos can be good, sometimes) and the new Twilight Zone. I love that whole mistery/sci-fi/Beyond Belief stuff. Anything out of wack and strange is for me. Twiste is my middle name, dammit! (no, sorry)

I don't really want to speak of the shows that much, though. Just wanted to mention them. Anyway, I am hoping good things come out of them.

Mission Hill rules!

::sigh::

The first day of September has passed and it is STILL bloody hot. :(

I am still waiting for those leaves to turn into their mixture of red, orange, yellows and browns. How wonderful it is to smell fresh air and have in mind that...finally, that humidity that I dispise so much, is gone until next year. Heat is bad. Ok yeah, we need to warm up after winter, but do we REALLY need 103 degrees of it? I mean, really.

My cousin only spent about two days over my home, but she spent them with heat, boredom and an angry mother.

Today...er, yesterday we went to a vintage store she saw on TV. I checked for the directions and headed over there. It was super small. Smaller than Express West, but they still had decent stuff. I bought a scarf! Eight bucks and well worth every cent. It's burgandy/red and very soft. I also got myself this old cardigan sweater in my favorite color, blue (light). The sweater came with a Strokes pin too. I doubt I will take it off, though. I like The Strokes, but...I don't know. Anyway, after a while we checked out the rest of the block. We went to antique and trendy like stores. Whatever. I found this cool 50s like hang out; it was kinda like the one from Back to the Future. LOVED it and wanted to buy a drink, but it was closed.

In fact, a lot of stores were closed (a lot of artsy stores there). We even saw two store signs that sayed, "Sorry, closed due to illness." Everyone sick? It must have been the heat. After three hours, we headed home and fryed some more.

Beside the heat, I am happy to have a new scarf and sweater.

Oh yeah! I was watching Adult Swim and I came across a new cartoon to my eyes. Mission Hill. Ohhh, how much I LOVED it! It is freakin' amusing and understandable. I have now become a fan. Woo!

I love this picture. This is Andy and he is wearing the EXACT same color scarf that I bought today. :) I wonder why he didn't wear it in the show today, though. Anyway, he rocks. I also enjoyed The Biographer. Very interesting movie. Loved that too. So, all in all...good day, good day.

September? Be good, yeah?