First day of high school ever! And I feel fat! I still look like a dork, even with make-up on. It's the glasses. And the fact that I need new pants because all my khakis have black stains on them so I wore black pants with a teal shirt and my pants reach my belly button but don't reach the floor. I look like L. But here's some pictures where I don't!
Me (I Got You Babe)
Leslie and I (It's All About Love)
Hannah, Morgan, and I (Love Train)
The Everything Skit
Midnight (Baby)
Cheyenne (not Squirrel), Carmen, Ashlynn, and Me (Love Story)
Heather, Me, Rachel, Charity, Lacey, Brittany (I can never remember her name! It was a surprise party! I didn't invite her! But it was still awesome with her coming), and the Amazing Bree at my surprise birthday party!
I finally completely and totally finished my summer homework! I just completed the map today at Grandma's! I'm a slow worker and a horrible artist, so Aunt Nadine, who is an amazing artist, painted the ancient Greece thing, then everybody chipped in a little with the coloring, then I typed up all the information.
Yay! Now I get to watch TV without getting in trouble! Woohoo!
I'm putting that at the beginning, so that way no one misses it. But most of you are probably going to skip over it, is that it? It is.
I'm doing my homework at the moment. Yes, and I am making a quick post on my blog. I can never concentrate when I read The Odyssey of Homer. I just don't process anything for some reason. The first part was easy to read, but the second part, I get lost in the language.
Anyway, I decided that I have until Monday to complete it all (what a procrastinator am I) and Mom said it was okay to try Google. When I type in the questions, they always appear on either Ask Yahoo, Answers, Cha Cha, Grade Saver, and even Ask Yahoo UK. But they're identical! Where is Mrs. Harmon getting her questions?
The "Still" Prank - You and a friend who have two classes in a row walk side by side, talking to eachother. With the spare time, right outside your class, you give eachother a high five. Before your hands make contact, freeze. Don't even blink. When the bell rings, finish the high five and walk into class.
The "Fake Crap" Prank - If you have clubs before or after school, or if you bring your own lunch, put this in a container. Take some chunky peanut butter and cover it with chocolate syrup. Place it in a bag, then in the bag, form it into a small-log shape. Leave it in the freezer overnight. Put it in a container before school and eat it there. Or leave it outside.
The "Invisible Rope" Prank - Either in the hall or out on a one way street with little traffic (ex: the street you live on). You and a friend stand on either side of the person crossing and act like you're holding a rope. Some people will come to a halt. For an even better result, use fishing line, so that way if you have someone who knows the trick, they trip over the string.
The "Harry Potter Wizarding Duel" Prank - Be sure to reherse this a lot. Buy, get, or make two wands if you don't already have any. You and a friend bump into eachother, then one of you make a big deal out of it. The angry person pulls out their wand, then the other person does. They duel until somebody breaks them up.
The "Mockingjay" Prank - In the middle of class, raise your hand and whistle the Hunger Games tune. Set this up ahead of time, but have everyone else start whistling afterwards.
The "Call Me Maybe" Prank - When you have a new teacher, the first time he says, "Any Questions?" raise your hand and start singing the chorus to Call Me Maybe. If you want, hand him a paper with your mom's phone number on it, or write your own version.
The "Cheapskate Fainter" Prank - You and a friend are in line to buy something from school. You are in front of your friend. When you see the price, you pretend to faint into your friend's arms.
I am not able to watch Squidward's Suicide. I think I found the real one. It will say "real video" in the title. But it's age-restricted. Which leads me to believe that this is it. How they got a hold of this, I don't know, but if you can watch it, tell me if it has the kids in it or not.
My hometown is now sprayed of mosquitos. I'm very happy about that because mosquitos love me, and I don't want to get the West Nile Virus, but also, it's killing the mosquitos. What's the point of being a skeeter if the only ones around are Stormy, our mascot, and the creepy one that watches you as you come in through the main enterance. I don't know about you, but I think that the mayor or whoever said we need to do this was a Stallion (a Skeeter rival). Also, this pesticide doesn't kill mosquitos only, it kills all bugs. I would be happy about the cockroaches, but they just flee inside. And unfortunately, it kills BUTTERFLIES! NOOOO!
If you see a caterpillar, please, don't squish it! Instead put it up in a tree where it can be lead to safety! Then we can have more butterflies! Oh, those poor things!
I've been trying to find this article and finally found it. If any of you are Hannie's age or younger, or have weak stomachs, or are very sensitive, do not continue. I haven't even watched this video because I'm afraid to. This is an article written by an old intern at Nickelodeon studios.
I just want to start off by saying if you want an answer at the end, prepare to be disappointed. There just isn't one.
I was an intern at Nickelodeon Studios for a year in 2005 for my degree in animation. It wasn't paid of course, most internships aren't, but it did have some perks beyond education. To adults it might not seem like a big one, but most kids at the time would go crazy over it.
Now, since I worked directly with the editors and animators, I got to view the new episodes days before they aired. I'll get right to it without giving too many unnecessary details. They had very recently made the SpongeBob movie and the entire staff was somewhat sapped of creativity so it took them longer to start up the season. But the delay lasted longer for more upsetting reasons. There was a problem with the series 4 premiere that set everyone and everything back for several months.
Me and two other interns were in the editing room along with the lead animators and sound editors for the final cut. We received the copy that was supposed to be "Fear of a Krabby Patty" and gathered around the screen to watch. Now, given that it isn't final yet animators often put up a mock title card, sort of an inside joke for us, with phony, often times lewd titles, such as "How sex doesn't work" instead of "Rock-a-bye-Bivalve" when SpongeBob and Patrick adopt a sea scallop. Nothing particularly funny but work related chuckles. So when we saw the title card "Squidward's Suicide" we didn't think it more than a morbid joke.
One of the interns did a small throat laugh at it. The happy-go-lucky music plays as is normal. The story began with Squidward practicing his clarinet, hitting a few sour notes like normal. We hear SpongeBob laughing outside and Squidward stops, yelling at him to keep it down as he has a concert that night and needs to practice. SpongeBob says okay and goes to see Sandy with Patrick. The bubbles splash screen comes up and we see the ending of Squidward's concert. This is when things began to seem off.
While playing, a few frames repeat themselves, but the sound doesn't (at this point sound is synced up with animation, so, yes, that's not common) but when he stops playing, the sound finishes as if the skip never happened. There is slight murmuring in the crowd before they begin to boo him. Not normal cartoon booing that is common in the show, but you could very clearly hear malice in it. Squidward's in full frame and looks visibly afraid. The shot goes to the crowd, with SpongeBob in center frame, and he too is booing, very much unlike him. That isn't the oddest thing, though. What is odd is everyone had hyper realistic eyes. Very detailed. Clearly not shots of real people's eyes, but something a bit more real than CGI. The pupils were red. Some of us looked at each other, obviously confused, but since we weren't the writers, we didn't question its appeal to children yet.
The shot goes to Squidward sitting on the edge of his bed, looking very forlorn. The view out of his porthole window is of a night sky so it isn't very long after the concert. The unsettling part is at this point there is no sound. Literally no sound. Not even the feedback from the speakers in the room. It's as if the speakers were turned off, though their status showed them working perfectly. He just sat there, blinking, in this silence for about 30 seconds, then he started to sob softly. He put his hands (tentacles) over his eyes and cried quietly for a full minute more, all the while a sound in the background very slowly growing from nothing to barely audible. It sounded like a slight breeze through a forest.
The screen slowly begins to zoom in on his face. By slow I mean it's only noticeable if you look at shots 10 seconds apart side by side. His sobbing gets louder, more full of hurt and anger. The screen then twitches a bit, as if it twists in on itself, for a split second then back to normal. The wind-through-the-trees sound gets slowly louder and more severe, as if a storm is brewing somewhere. The eerie part is this sound, and Squidward's sobbing, sounded real, as if the sound wasn't coming from the speakers but as if the speakers were holes the sound was coming through from the other side. As good as sound as the studio likes to have, they don't purchase the equipment to be that good to produce sound of that quality.
Below the sound of the wind and sobbing, very faint, something sounded like laughing. It came at odd intervals and never lasted more than a second so you had a hard time pinning it (we watched this show twice, so pardon me if things sound too specific but I've had time to think about them). After 30 seconds of this, the screen blurred and twitched violently and something flashed over the screen, as if a single frame was replaced.
The lead animation editor paused and rewound frame by frame. What we saw was horrible. It was a still photo of a dead child. He couldn't have been more than 6. The face was mangled and bloodied, one eye dangling over his upturned face, popped. He was naked down to his underwear, his stomach crudely cut open and his entrails laying beside him. He was laying on some pavement that was probably a road.
The most upsetting part was that there was a shadow of the photographer. There was no crime tape, no evidence tags or markers, and the angle was completely off for a shot designed to be evidence. It would seem the photographer was the person responsible for the child's death. We were of course mortified, but pressed on, hoping that it was just a sick joke.
The screen flipped back to Squidward, still sobbing, louder than before, and half body in frame. There was now what appeard to be blood running down his face from his eyes. The blood was also done in a hyper realistic style, looking as if you touched it you'd get blood on your fingers. The wind sounded now as if it were that of a gale blowing through the forest; there were even snapping sounds of branches. The laughing, a deep baritone, lasting at longer intervals and coming more frequently. After about 20 seconds, the screen again twisted and showed a single frame photo.
The editor was reluctant to go back, we all were, but he knew he had to. This time the photo was that of what appeared to be a little girl, no older than the first child. She was laying on her stomach, her barrettes in a pool of blood next to her. Her left eye was too popped out and popped, naked except for underpants. Her entrails were piled on top of her above another crude cut along her back. Again the body was on the street and the photographer's shadow was visible, very similar in size and shape to the first. I had to choke back vomit and one intern, the only female in the room, ran out. The show resumed.
About 5 seconds after this second photo played, Squidward went silent, as did all sound, like it was when this scene started. He put his tentacles down and his eyes were now done in hyper realism like the others were in the beginning of this episode. They were bleeding, bloodshot, and pulsating. He just stared at the screen, as if watching the viewer. After about 10 seconds, he started sobbing, this time not covering his eyes. The sound was piercing and loud, and most fear inducing of all is his sobbing was mixed with screams.
Tears and blood were dripping down his face at a heavy rate. The wind sound came back, and so did the deep voiced laughing, and this time the still photo lasted for a good 5 frames.
The animator was able to stop it on the 4th and backed up. This time the photo was of a boy, about the same age, but this time the scene was different. The entrails were just being pulled out from a stomach wound by a large hand, the right eye popped and dangling, blood trickling down it. The animator proceeded. It was hard to believe, but the next one was different but we couldn't tell what. He went on to the next, same thing. He want back to the first and played them quicker and I lost it. I vomited on the floor, the animating and sound editors gasping at the screen. The 5 frames were not as if they were 5 different photos, they were played out as if they were frames from a video. We saw the hand slowly lift out the guts, we saw the kid's eyes focus on it, we even saw two frames of the kid beginning to blink.
The lead sound editor told us to stop, he had to call in the creator to see this. Mr. Hillenburg arrived within about 15 minutes. He was confused as to why he was called down there, so the editor just continued the episode. Once the few frames were shown, all screaming, all sound again stopped. Squidward was just staring at the viewer, full frame of the face, for about 3 seconds. The shot quickly panned out and that deep voice said "DO IT" and we see in Squidward's hands a shotgun. He immediately puts the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger. Realistic blood and brain matter splatters the wall behind him, and his bed, and he flies back with the force. The last 5 seconds of this episode show his body on the bed, on his side, one eye dangling on what's left of his head above the floor, staring blankly at it. Then the episode ends.
Mr. Hillenburg is obviously angry at this. He demanded to know what the heck was going on. Most people left the room at this point, so it was just a handful of us to watch it again. Viewing the episode twice only served to imprint the entirety of it in my mind and cause me horrible nightmares. I'm sorry I stayed.
The only theory we could think of was the file was edited by someone in the chain from the drawing studio to here. The CTO was called in to analyze when it happened. The analysis of the file did show it was edited over by new material. However, the timestamp of it was a mere 24 seconds before we began viewing it. All equipment involved was examined for foreign software and hardware as well as glitches, as if the time stamp may have glitched and showed the wrong time, but everything checked out fine. We don't know what happened and to this day nobody does.
There was an investigation due to the nature of the photos, but nothing came of it. No child seen was identified and no clues were gathered from the data involved nor physical clues in the photos. I never believed in unexplainable phenomena before, but now that I have something happen and can't prove anything about it beyond anecdotal evidence, I think twice about things.
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It's Josie. The video, if you haven't watched it, doesn't have the children in it, from what I've heard. I mean, they won't show that on YouTube. But what kind of sick person would do that?
From what I heard, they caught the guy. I'm still scared of the video. Should I watch it, anyway?
You just got PUNJABBED!
I didn't win. Actually, I kind of sucked bass. No, not kind of. I did.
They let us perform more than once if we wanted to. There were five girls there, including me. Elizabeth West, who was a 20-year-old country singer, Taylor Morris, who turned out to be one of my mom's first voice students, Little Goody, who was a hip-hop dancer (her last name was Goodman, but I know her mom called her that and I can't remember her first name), and then Ariana Brooke, who is a singer, yodeler, and a ventriliquist. She won. She was really good, but I lost at a singing competition to the female version of Robbie Shapiro. Anyone remember Broken Glass?
I was the third one to perform. I did Make it Shine from Victorious because I had to do an upbeat and really happy song. When you narrow it down according to my mom, it was either that or Zip-I-Dee-Doo-Dah. No. They didn't have a keyboard, so I played it on my ukulele. You could hardly hear it.
After that, I got on my mom's phone and pulled up Suddenly I See. First time I came in too late, then I came in too early, so after that I just quit and tried to find another song.
I finally came up with Firework. It stopped right before the pre-chorus, so I just told the guy to stop the music all together and I'll sing Acapella. My mom said I made a nice recovery. I may not get to be in a Snapple commercial, but I did get four tickets to Hawaiian Falls and two CD's. And a video of Ariana Brooke to put on YouTube, which should be up shortly.
There's the same thing next week, and this time, I'll be better prepared. I have a bunch of karaoke CD's, not to mention I can get some from online. This may just work.
I am going to another talent show today for 96.3 KSCS. They're having auditions for various performances and I need to choose a song. There's no time limit on how long the song needs to be, but I have until 1. So PLEASE! Miki! Hannie! Savannah! Anybody! This is very important! It's sponsored by Snapple, Market Street, KSCS, and Core Talent! The winner gets a consultation with Core Talent, professional headshots, and they get to voice a Snapple commercial! Snapple is global! I would be heard all over the country! I know I sound like a selfish biscuit, but this is my dream! Here's the problem: Mom doesn't know if they'll have a keyboard or not, so she wants me to prepare a song on the ukulele. The only two songs I really know are Skyscraper and the Aubrie and Josie Show Theme Song. I'm getting tired of Skyscraper, and I don't think I can do the theme song. Besides that, for piano, I've decided to either do Love Never Dies or At the Beginning. Please help!
Okay, rehersals started July 24, but I was at my dad's. I started yesterday, and I already have a part. I'm in the X-Line, which is in the back. X-Line is for people who don't play well, don't march well, or are just new and getting the hang of things. I'm not even playing right now! I'm just marching. I'm not even trying to keep my shoulders straight or roll my feet, point my toes, keep off my heels, I'm just trying to get to where I'm supposed to go without tripping over the trumpets to my left and right.
They always say don't drink anything but water before practice, but I had a chocolate chip frappe. So I didn't get tired as quickly. The entire line was sluggish getting to their spot, while I wanted to be there before Mr. P, the guy in charge of marching, started to count down. I may not be with K-K, Squirrel, Giggles, or even the other French Horns, but I'm with Dakota, Brandy, Emily, Corn, Puffycoat, and HNBT.
I need to say ahead of time, I got some information very wrong. HNBT and K-K were not going out when I made up the name. Now, they are. So, problem solved. But, in my heart, Trevor will always be HNBT (Her-New-Boyfriend-Trevor).
Tonight, I'm going to see a children's play that my mom directed. There's three of them, but Mom only directed Batman and Robin Versus Catwoman. It's a hilarious spoof off of the old TV show. Landshark from Improv camp is playing Batman, and they're having a girl play Robin. Holy sex change!
Tomorrow, I would be going to a sleepover with Meghan and Cheyenne and go watch Snow White & The Huntsman, but I have to spend time with some family that's coming in from out of town, that and I'm going to see Urinetown. It's about a city that's so broke that they have to pay to pee. Wait, what?
Aunt Nadine and Uncle Kevin have to move in with Grandma and Grandpa again. Their landlord needed the house back, and so they had to move out. Now, all the dogs are back to their old tricks; Cody's drooling everywhere, Sadie's licking sores, Abby's poking people, and Kevin's scratching his butt. Oh, sorry. That's Uncle Kevin. Not a dog. Sorry.
I'm bored now! I want to write, but I'm at Grandma's!
I woke up kind of late, but not too late. I had peanut butter & honey on oatmeal bread (lots of old people food!) for breakfast, then I left my retainer at home when I went to Ihop with Grandma. It was really fun. I had potato soup while Grandma had the Frooty Tooty thing.
Afterwards, we went to go see Grandpa in the rehab center, but he fell asleep while we were there. I saw a bag of orange liquid attached to his walker, and then when he was laying in bed, I saw it went up his leg. Eww. Pee bag. As soon as I walked in, I cheered, "Hello, handsome!"
When I got home, I couldn't find my retainer anywhere, but I left it be. I went outside to excersize, and I only did 5 things out of 22. I'm gonna finish that right now, but the reason I quit is because there were mosquitos everywhere. I have one on my right hand, one on my left arm, four on my right leg, and two on the other. I think I had more before, but I guess I'm like Bella Swan. Bloodsuckers fall head over heels for one drink. Why me?
No word on the super power thing. What if Dad asks me on the road trip? I'll be stuck in a car, forced to answer! I'm not hiding anything, but still. Maybe he can tell me.
I am in desperate need of a piano. And YouTube. I would get on it here, but Dad has a thing about cookies. So I can't watch POTO, or LND, or AVPM, or AVPS, or MusicalBethan, or Lonelygirl15, or SLM, or Once Upon a Time, or---- oh, wait. That's Hulu. Either way, I can't watch the things I usually watch. Pooh.
Things haven't been going so well. I haven't been reading The Oddesy, I haven't been excersizing, I haven't been wearing my retainer, I haven't been able to practice piano, I haven't been able to practice my mellophone, I haven't been able to practice marching band, and I haven't been able to have a free summer. EVER.
When I get back to Texas, I'll open that poll I promised, where I'll make a music video of something. Thank you guys so so so so so much for sticking with me! Many thanks to Miki, Savannah, and Hannah, the people that keep on commenting and following me. You three are my Blogger besties! Even though one of you is in college and one of you is in the sixth grade.
Yep! You got that right! I'm back for more fun and games!
I'm just kidding. I'm not back for good.
I'm in Georgia visiting my grandparents. And today I went to go visit my Uncle Jim and Aunt Laura. I got to ride one of Aunt Laura's horses, Pat. I rode him last time I came, which was when I was seven or something. But I rode him without Aunt Laura leading him around, and I did pretty good.
We ate at Bullritos for dinner, and it's FANTASTIC! I cannot believe that food could taste this good! I have some leftovers, but I need to see if they have one in Texas!
I won't be able to write on Tuesday, because I'll be in a car heading to Virginia. Due to my certain predicament, I'm able to write here.
I went to go see Spiderman, and it was better than the original! How many times does that happen? Not often!
Aubrie and I haven't been as busy making our videos. One spring break, we only had two days, and we COMPLETED three skits. We had two weeks, made two skits, but I haven't finished editing them.
I have discovered iHeartRadio and love it! Not only do they have Adele and Katy Perry radio, but I'm listening to Phantom right now! How sweet is that? I'm playing the music in my head! Unfortunately, I run across songs I hate and it won't let me skip. Pooh.
I've been excercising a lot and can feel my stomach tightening up and getting skinny, but I haven't been doing it lately.
I can't find my new diary or my camera. Aubrie and I cleaned the attic, they were on the floor, and now I can't find them anywhere!
I seriously need to read The Oddessy. I mean, I still have to make that map and get some answers from Kasiah, because some of them I don't understand and just simply can't find. But there's just no time to read!
Dad asked me what I was writing earlier, and I said that I was writing a screenplay about teens with super powers, and he asked me if I put my super power in there, and I said that I didn't have one, and he kept on bugging me about it. At first, I thought he was being sarcastic, but then he'd be going over the top with it, but if he was implying it, he barely was.
Hmm.... Mom said I was different. I know many weird people. Strange things happen a lot. Dad was bugging me about that. And he won't let me watch things like Harry Potter. Not like that's super powers, but still. But he loves super hero movies. I mean, who doesn't, but when it comes to us, anything where someone has a cool power is neat to us.
