So there is a vast amount of things that I have been wanting to blog about, but seeing as how it is late in the morning and I am completely exhausted after an entire day at Six Flags, I’m going to be a lazy arse and do the whole random, brief bullet thing.

• Disney needs to stay the fuck away from the Anne Frank story. I can’t imagine how on earth they can bubble up and make “family friendly” a story that inevitably leads to the dehumanization, torture, and death that is the Holocaust.
• I’ve lost track as to how many times Brett Favre has retired and then un-retired. I don’t even like football, can’t stand the NFL, and yet I feel like I know too much about Favre and his shenanigans because his headlines always pop up on my ESPN news feed.
• I have now entered my last full summer day here in Bartlett. My dad has forbidden me to hang out with people today, considering the fact that I am nowhere near 50% done with packing. It’s such a shame too, because I still want to see people before I leave!

As I mentioned previously, I spent pretty much the entire day today at Six Flags. And what was the result? I got effing sunburned. Now let me tell you this, I don’t freaking burn. The first and last time I was ever sunburned in my life, it was during a vacation in Florida. I was around 14, and I remember asking my dad why my nose and back were so itchy and red, because I was so unfamiliar with the idea of sunburning. And now my nose has transformed once again into a Rudolph-like state. It’s shiny and gross. Not to mention, I have odd-shaped tan lines on my face — thanks to my sunglasses. And I have more mosquito bites. I’ve seriously lost track as to how many I’ve acquired in the past week alone. I think I need to stay away from the outdoors for a while.

The next time I blog, I will most likely be somewhere in my apartment back down in Champaign! Yikes.

The weirdest thing just happened. I was listening to my iTunes in shuffle mode when all of a sudden I heard Jennifer Lopez blaring out. Now, I do have a couple of her CDs and I do like her music. I had the song in question on my iPod at one point, I know that. But I’m pretty sure I removed it from my iTunes a long time ago. And I’m extremely curious as to how it made a reappearance on my computer — when I just performed a Dell PC Restore a few days ago and had to completely reinstall my iTunes. Odd.

Today was such a random, fun day. After work, my friend Kathy and I decided we wanted to go laser tagging. So we got a couple of others to join us and headed towards Laser X. Played a few games, drank some jager in-between. After we were done laser tagging, we were driving back onto Lake Street when there were two police cars stopped on the street, their lights flashing. One of them, a really young mischievous looking one, looked at us and jokingly shouted out, “Put your seat belts on!” It was hilarious. And then while we were waiting in the left turn lane, the cars finally turned their flashing lights off and pulled up to the right lane next to us. That same cop this time looked at us again jokingly, and made that “I’ve got my eye on you” gesture. The cops were acting more crazy than we were!

Later, we were just sitting at the park, beyond the soccer fields by my house, drinking some more jager when a couple of people biked by. They seemed older, and the guy pulled up first. He announced himself as Officer Scrappy and jokingly asked what we were doing: if we were smoking up, if we had vodka on us, the like. At first I was wondering if he was an actual bike cop, but then we saw the can of “barely beer” (that’s what he told us) in his hands and he continued to laugh at the randomness of it all.

Wow. Why is it I alwayss end up blogging in the wee hours of the morning?

At lunch today, I was teasing my younger brother as usual, and this is what came out: “You know, when Harry Potter was your age, he freaking discovered the Chamber of Secrets and saved Hogwarts! What have you done?” To which 12-year-old Michael responded with: “What?”

HP’s been on the brain nonstop again because I’ve been rereading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince again, and today I seemed to have found even more things throughout the text that amused me more and more. On page 458, Rowling writes,

Harry tried every variation of “I need to see what Draco Malfoy is doing inside you” that he could think of for a whole hour…

Naturally, my dirty, young adult mind immediately thought of more inappropriate things than what Draco Malfoy was doing inside the Room of Requirement.

And on the very next page, Seamus Finnigan asks Snape what the difference is between an Inferius and a ghost. For some reason, I asked myself, “Why not Wikipedia it?”

I don’t know what on earth is possessing me to write all this down, but I think that’s enough Harry Potter for me today. It is nearly 1 in the morning, and once again I am up late awake again. This time I really shouldn’t be, because I have work at 10:30, and I ought to wake up at 9, so if I want a sufficient amount of sleep I should have gone to bed an hour ago.

I know that lately, I have been lamenting shamefully over my lack of a passionate love life. But ever since I saw The Ugly Truth last Friday, and after certain events from the day before, my attitude has changed. To put it succinctly: I just don’t give a fuck anymore. If fate has bestowed upon me this role of a crazy spinster and lunatic, so be it. I can play this game too.

Anyway, at the moment I am wondering why on earth I am awake at 3 in the morning when I so desperately crave sleep. I haven’t even eaten dinner yet nor did I clean up my room like I had planned to. My stomach is aching with hunger. I’m debating on whether to just storm into the kitchen to fetch some rice and adobo, or to crash into my bed because I can feel my eyes drooping steadily as I type this all out.

Some sitely updates I feel deserve mentioning:

• Because people like to keep harking on and on about the importance of “content,” I’ve decided to relocate all non-personal content from Stargazer. Basically, all the articles I had planned for that website will be featured here on my main domain. I’m really only doing this to refocus Stargazer as a more strictly personal site. Honestly, I don’t believe personal weblogs should be “required” to have some sort of substandard section of pointless visitor goodies or quickly written rants. But I guess I’m going against that now. Oh well. Shoot me.
• So look for more things to pop up on bumplum over the next few weeks.
• I’ve begun work on my new fanlisting for Jay Sean. Nothing substantial or exciting, really. But I’ve started, I’m excited, so yay!

There’s more that I’ve been wanting to blog about, but I seriously think that my body is physically shutting down at the moment because my hearing has dimmed and my eyes are halfway closed, though my stomach continues to remind me that I haven’t eaten an actual meal since that McDonald’s I had on my break today; and that was over 13 hours ago. Eff.

Yesterday before work I stopped by K-Mart to pick up some face wash and whatnot. The total came to $10.11 or something like that. I pulled out a $20 bill and then told the cashier to wait a bit while I rummaged through for a dime and a penny. When I pulled out my faded pink Hello Kitty change purse, she said, “Finally! A teenager with a change purse!”

And I don’t know why, but I felt slightly insulted by her comment.

Okay, okay. So technically I AM still a teenager. I have 23 days to go before I can proudly say that I am not. This is what I hate about having such a late birthday. I spend most of my time with people who are supposedly “my” age but are already safely ensconced in their twentieth year, thus making me feel older than I really am. And then when the actual happy occasion comes by, it feels much more insignificant than it should be. I am very much an anti-birthday person, I suppose.

Last night was quite interesting. While driving to the movie theater with my friend Jessica, B96 was having their nightly countdown. Lo and behold – Jay Sean’s “Down” was number one! It was so surreal, to hear his amazingly gorgeous voice on the radio. Even more surreal was the fact that “Down” was the most requested single in the Chicago listening area! It’s always weird to hear an artist you’ve been listening to for years now all of a sudden become popular and mainstream. Anyway, I got the approval from The Fanlistings Network to build a fanlisting for Jay Sean! I’m super duper excited; this gives me something to do, and furthermore, I get to indulge myself in more Jay Sean goodness.