Because we can, part two:

Okay, so I lied again. I said I would blog on Monday, and here it is Tuesday, and I'm only just now blogging. But hey, I was busy yesterday, and I just didn't find the time to sit down and write. So anyway, I have decided to add a little to the "Because we can" blog that I posted a little while ago, so here we go...

Like I said in part one of this blog, America is the land of because-we-can. We are the only country that truly does simply outrageous things just because we can, not because it's tradition, or a right-of-passage, or whatever. For instance, we build these extremely fast cars, that we are always trying to make go faster, just because we think watching (or driving) something really fast is fun. We have maids and babysitters, to clean-up after our messes, and raise our children that we decided to make in the first place. When we can't have something we want, -like a baby for instance- we go and get artificially inseminated, and (not to repeat myself or anything) we hire babysitters to raise said baby that we wanted so badly in the first place, the moment it's born. We jump out of airplanes, free fall, and then parachute to the ground, and call it a "sport" (which I think that sky-diving is the most stupid thing we have thought up yet. I mean, why would you want to jump out of an airplane, anyway? Isn't that the whole point of inventing an airplane, to keep us in the air? I don't see the point). We jump off of numerous tall buildings on a glorified giant rubber-band, called a bungee-cord, call it "bungee jumping", and think it's just super fun (also very, very stupid. I mean, what if the cord breaks? Yeah, yeah, it's "safe", but I don't believe you). We create cars that can drive on land, and on water, and cars that can drive on land, and under water (actually, I'm not too sure that we were the first country to invent either of those, but we sure did take to the idea pretty quickly, didn't we?). We made cellphones, for little kids. I don't know about you, but that sounds ridiculous. I mean, I realize they're just trying to make it safer for kids these days, so they don't get lost, or kidnapped, but really. I didn't get my cellphone till I was like, fourteen or fifteen. So really, why do toddlers get to have cellphones? That's not really fair...Anyway, we breed animals (mainly dogs), just so we can make them smaller, and easier to carry around in our purses. And really, if you think about it, that's just a sick joke from nature. Especially Chihuahua's. I mean, have you ever seen one up-close? They're just pathetic. They're not even dogs, in my opinion. They're just little rat-dogs. It's sad. We make video games. That's enough-said just right there, but I think I'll elaborate anyway. We make video games bigger and better every year (or week, if you're going on computer years. You know, because a week or a month is like, forever in computer years), with better graphics, larger memory, and longer story lines, and don't forget the big-bad cheat-codes that are a must-have if you ever even think about finishing the game, just so we can entertain ourselves, oh, and don't forget turn our kids brains into mush. We do all these things, because we want to. Because we have nothing better to do. Because we enjoy saying to other countries, "ha, we did this, and you didn't!". Because, we can. And truthfully, I think we need to stop paying so much attention to things that we want, just to entertain ourselves, and instead pay more attention to things we need. Like a cure for Cancer, or Heart Disease, or Diabetes, and other disease that we currently can not cure, but is extremely too common in our country. We need to take a stand, and make our country a better place, for everyone in it. We need to help our people out, not fire them, or council their insurance coverage because they have contracted a disease, or medical condition, or push them out on the streets, because they have no house to go "home" to, or all of the above and worse. We need to get off our video-game-playing, TV-watching, junk-food-eating, plane-jumping, fast-driving, can't-raise-our-own-children, get-whatever-we-want-lazy-bone-butts, and do something that will make a difference, something productive, and hopefully something that has nothing to do with our own entertainment values. Ha, think on that!
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Just because I have displayed a certain, "dislike" for the above subjects that we American's tend to over-do, does not mean that I myself do not like some of those things, like TV and video games. They do have their place in this country. Heck, this world, and I do enjoy them. Hey, I'm only human. But it doesn't mean I have to like it...

It's so HOT!!!

Today, I have decided to do nothing but complain about the nasty heat that has appeared outside to melt us all lately. I mean, really. Who decided to make it so hot out? I know, it must be a personal joke of god's! He's just thinking, "Ooh, you know what would be funny? Is if I made it really hot in Los Angeles, just so that Miss Eccentric girl is miserable, and then she'll decide to write a blog about it!". You know, if you think about it, he's sort of doing me a favor by making it hot, because now I have something to blog about today. So, I guess you can blame me for your heat-stroke. Anyway, have I ever mentioned that I really don't like to be hot? Well, it's true. I don't like the heat at all, and this is just nasty heat going on right now. It's like, a hundred and five out where I am, and we don't have an air-conditioner in our truck, so we can't go anywhere without melting into little puddles. Okay, we do sort of have an air-conditioner in the truck. You see, we roll down the windows, and go really fast. That's our air-conditioner. At least we have one in our house (although it's pretty old, so it tends to freeze-up, and then we have to turn it off and suffer for a while, which sucks). So anyway, while we're on the subject of heat, I would like to mention the way we cool ourselves off, when the air-conditioner isn't working the way it should. What we do is, we put our bathing-suits on, and go outback, and then stick the hose over our heads. And that seems to work pretty well, except when my dad comes out. Because when he gets near the water, he hogs it all. Really, my mom can be trying to water the plants (so they don't die), and he'll just follow the hose around and stand in the way the whole time. And if we manage to get him to sit down in a lawn chair (so he can smoke a cigar, and have some coffee), he periodically asks us to squirt him, which gets a bit tedious, when you're busy washing a car, or watering plants, and he's asking you to quirt him all the time. Now don't get me wrong, I love my dad, and I even think his quirks are funny, but I just had to complain a little bit about him being a total water hog. Besides, it was my mom who gave me the idea to write about his water-hogging-ness (yes, that's not a real word!). So I'm not making fun of him, I'm merely pointing out the obvious. So there.
I'm melting...!
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. I sure hope it cools down for my birthday this year...for once...

Prepare, for the funniest movie EVER!!!

In this installment of Miss Eccentric's blog, I just want to announce that my best friend has come back from a trip, and him and my brother and I, have finished a movie we were working on! I believe my brother has posted it on youtube, so you can look for it there. It's called: "Really Stupid Movie", and I must say, it's hilarious. If you like it, watch out for the next couple movies called: "Really Stupid Sequel", and "Really Stupid Movie 3.0". It may take a while for us to finish those two, so just be patient, and I'll post an announcement on my blog when we're done with it. Also, since we could only make the movie so long, we didn't get to put the intro that I wrote for it in the actual movie. So I have decided to post that in my blog now, as a sort of teaser for the movie. So here it is:

Once upon a time, there was a Really Stupid Movie. And in this Really Stupid Movie, there were Really Stupid characters, and these Really Stupid characters did Really Stupid things. And though these Really Stupid things that the Really Stupid characters in this Really Stupid movie did are Really Stupid, they mean a lot to the Really Stupid characters, in this really stupid movie. So try not to judge this Really Stupid movie with the Really Stupid characters that do Really Stupid things by saying something like, "that was really stupid". Instead, why don't you watch this Really Stupid Movie with the Really Stupid characters that do Really Stupid things, and at the end, you may then (and only then), tell me what you thought of it. Enjoy!!!

If you like to watch people do Really Stupid things, then I believe this will be the movie for you. Here's hoping that you'll like it...!
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. If you do like it, be sure to tell all your friends about it! Also, since it's pretty new, and not very many people have seen it yet, if you want to see it on youtube, you should type in, "idknowstudios- really stupid movie", and you'll find it there (I'm the girl with the white shirt on, and my friend Mr. Whiskers is the one with the cast on).

Why are movies so predictable?

Okay, so I know that if you have watched a guy on youtube called FLuffee, then what I'm about to say will be a bit deja vu-ish, (and yes, I know that's not proper English!) but it has to be said. It seems like any movie I watch, whether it be a scary movie, a romantic comedy, or action, or whatever, me and my family (or whoever I happen to be watching the movie with) always know what's going to happen next. We always know how the story will go, even if we haven't seen the movie till just then (or TV show, because we can predict those too). Here's a few examples:

Romantic comedy: Boy meets girl (or girl meets boy), at first they may not get along, but somewhere down the road, one of them realizes their love for the other, although the other is still clueless, then one of them lies about something big (their true identity, the fact that they're getting married, or already are married, one of them has a kid, or one of them has pretended to have a kid although in real life they don't, one lied about being really rich, etc. etc. etc.), the other gets really angry and feels betrayed because of said lie, the other feels really bad, and tries to make it better, at first it doesn't work, even after the big "I'm sorry, I love you more than anything in the world" speech, the one who lied then goes and pouts somewhere, all depressed because the other couldn't forgive them, then when the one thinks their life is over, the other shows up, and says some witty little line that no one ever says in true life, and they kiss and live happily ever after.

Scary movie: Usually starts out normal, maybe a young girl moves into an old home with her single father, she's looking around the house, and maybe finds a secret room behind a wall in the closet, the room is all dusty and creepy, she gets creeped out and leaves, maybe she has a nightmare about the room over the next few nights, but just tells herself that it's just her imagination going wild on her, she goes to a new school and meets new people, the new friends of hers all say her house is haunted, and that she shouldn't stay there, she doesn't believe them, maybe over the next few nights she starts getting curious about what her friends told her (maybe that someone really creepy died in the house, or some crazy person murdered their child in the house), and she goes back into the room in the middle of the night, all alone, in her pajamas, with only one flashlight, which will most likely go out as soon as she enters the room, but she won't go back and get new batteries, she'll just keep going, and then maybe a creepy ghost/monster/creepy killer guy will jump out at her, and then later on in the movie (after she thinks she's gone crazy, because she told her father and all her friends about the ghost/monster/creepy killer guy, and none of them believe her), the ghost/monster/creepy killer guy is coming after her, and right before it drags to hell/eats/kills her, she finally figures out how to kill it (tell it how it died and that it can leave now/use a certain weapon to kill it(vampire and/or werewolf)/push it out a window, drown it, or accidentally electrocute it), and she lives happily ever after, although changed for the better from the experience.

Action: Either the main character kills everybody, or he kills every body and in the end kills himself/gets killed. Needless to say, lots and lots of people get grotesquely murdered, and there's a lot of blood and gore. Although, sometimes, there is a relatively happy ending, like the two main characters kill all the bad guys, and end up together. But really, it always has a lot of death, whether it turns out good in the end or not.

See what I mean? I have just explained the main story line for many different movies/TV shows that I have watched (and that's a lot, because we have over a thousand DVDs). I just want to see a movie where the bad guy wins, you know? Although, if that happened, I'd probably be pissed off, and write a blog about how the good characters all died, and the stupid bad guy won.
...There's just no pleasing some people...
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Don't touch me, I might get expelled!

Did you know that in public school, you're not allowed to hug each other? That's right, you're not allowed to hug, or hold hands with your friends and/or boyfriend (or girlfriend) on school campus. I think that's taking it a bit far, don't you think? I mean, yeah, I don't want kids getting raped or anything, but what's wrong with two kids the same age holding hands? Or hugging? Or (dare I say it!), kissing each other on the cheek? I mean, I can understand if one of the kids has said that he/she doesn't want any of those things from someone, then yeah, they should not be allowed to do all of the above without permission. And if they do it anyway, they should get in trouble. But not expelled from the school, because that's ridiculous. They should get three chances, and if by the third offense they have not learned their lesson, they should get detention. And yeah, if some kid goes as far as to actually molest or rape a fellow student, they should definitely be kicked out of school, and maybe even put in some sort of corrective facility for young people. But if one kid merely hugged another kid without permission, the most they should get is detention. I mean, come on. When I was little (which wasn't that long ago, really), kids hugged or tried to kiss other kids all the time. There was always that one kid, who wasn't afraid of cooties, and ran around trying to kiss all the pretty girls (or boys, if the cootie-fearless kid was a girl). Now, you can't even hold hands. Ooh, while we're on the subject of school kids and cooties, I'd like to state that when one kid hit another kid, it was because they had a crush on the kid they hit. Everyone knew that rule when I was little. Now, that kid would probably be charged with assault and battery, and sent to a prison full of evil criminals who will charge cigarettes for toilet paper, and give them aids because they tattooed them with nasty dirty needles, and then they would grow up, and finally get out of jail, and then go murder the whole school faculty for vengeance, because they blame the school for sending them to jail at such an early age, and then they'll get arrested again, and they'll be sentenced to death, but they'll "accidentally" poison themselves right before they're executed, and that will postpone the execution, and then they'll break out of the hospital that they had to stay at, and then they'll run around outside of the hospital doing a victory dance, and they'll get hit by a school bus and die (talk about irony). Okay, so that's very unlikely...But really, what's the world coming to, if kids can't even hold hands with their friends at school?!?
Anyway, blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Global warming will create new ice age! Wait, what?

Evidently, because of the icecaps melting, there will be a new ice age. Huh? Does that make any sense to you? So, because of global warming, we're going to have an ice age? I have to say, this is not the strangest thing people have been trying to tell us through the years, despite the fact that their "hot ice age" does not compute with me at all. Every time you watch the news, they tell you something new that is hazardous to our health. Like, for instance, milk. They used to say that milk was bad for you, and you shouldn't drink it too much. Now they're telling us that milk is good for you, and helps you lose weight if you drink a glass a day. "What? You just told me it was bad for me not too long ago!" And diet sodas. That's my favorite (one of them). They say that diet sodas are soo good for you (at least better than regular sodas), but in reality, the fake sugar that they use to replace the real kind, is worse for you than the real stuff. You see, your body doesn't quite know what to do with the fake sugar, so it can cause all sorts of problems, and evidently, some chemical that they use in it can even cause cancer. So you're thinking, "wholly crap! I'm gonna get cancer because I use that fake sugar crap in everything?!?" Not to worry, as long as you eat plenty of hot peppers, I think you'll be fine. Did you know that the capsaicin in a hot pepper is being used as a possible cure for cancer? There have been studies on it, and it has shrunk the size of tumors in test mice. And, it's good for pain. I like spicy foods, so I'm gonna eat a whole lot, and maybe I wont get cancer. Also, how about a few years back they had the all-meat diet? Where you eat nothing but meat, and that's supposed to help you lose weight. And it turns out, the people that did that diet ended up having really high cholesterol. Ooh, smart! I want to go on that diet!!! Oh, and garlic! They say that garlic is bad for you, when really, it's not. Or how about how they complain that people need to take care of their homes, and yet, when you try to wash your driveway down, they complain that you're using too much water. Or, "you're killing the environment! But if you buy one of our fancy hybrid cars, you'll save the environment!" How are we supposed to afford to buy one of those expensive cars anyway? What, they think we're made of money? Or they think we want to wait a year on a waiting list for one of those ugly cars? They do that! They make you wait on a waiting list, because they cant make them fast enough! And they are ugly. At least, in my opinion they are. Or, "we should all plant fruits and vegetables in our yard, to save the environment!" But, "don't use too much water!" WE LIVE IN CALIFORNIA! HOW DO YOU EXPECT US TO KEEP ANY PLANTS ALIVE IN CALIFORNIA WITHOUT WATERING THEM A WHOLE BUNCH!!! Sigh...I just think this "going green" crap is just that. Crap. Now don't get me wrong, I do want to treat our environment better, but how am I supposed to do that with all the contradictions in how to do that? Every time they tell us to do a certain thing to help the environment, they come up with some law, or other suggestion on how to "save the planet" that completely contradicts the last suggestion! Like, "don't use so much electricity!" But, "don't use gas, or coal!" How are we supposed to do anything without one or the other? How are we supposed to drive one of their cars that we payed a fortune for, and waited a year to get, if they don't want us to use too much electricity? Or how about my personal favorite (another one), where they do not have Albuterol rescue inhalers available here anymore, because they are "hurting our ozone layer"? How are my family and I going to breath right if we cant get refills for our inhalers? First you give us asthma, because we are the most polluted in America, then you take away our inhalers! Thanks, L.A.! From the bottom of our hearts, we thank you for screwing us to the wall, and leaving us for dead!
See you in the hospital (if you can afford it), Miss Eccentric.

Why do people make up words to sound all smartified?

Okay, today, I would like to mention how when people want to sound smart, they either make up words, or use big words that are in the wrong context (and frankly, pronounced wrong).

Example:
I accomplish not savor when peoples form up words that do not compose any sensibility. It is valid wrongible when them do that.

Translation:
I do not like it when people make up words that don't make any sense. It's just wrong when they do that.

Okay, so I don't know anyone who would make up a sentence like that, but you gotta admit, people have used words like that before. Like on TV. Where else? Any way, I must be going now, or else I might make this blog too lengthy.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. This blog was indefinitely thesaurusicated with the utmost caribility in brain for yours command.

I HATE COMMERCIALS!!!

Why do we have to have commercials all over the TV anyway? Why cant we just advertise things on billboards and and stuff? Or, why cant they make a whole channel on TV that only shows commercials, and if you want to see what's out there, you can just watch the commercial channel, and see as many commercials as you want? That would be way better than the stupid commercials getting in the way of our TV watching time. And what's with the nasty commercials about "male enhancement" or "tampons"? Really! I mean, come on! Do we have to see that crap on TV? It's just gross! I don't want to hear about men's down-stairs, or woman's "feminine odor". That's just not necessary. I don't need to hear that. Or see it, for that matter. And what about those commercials for pregnancy tests? The ones where they tell you that their pregnancy test is the most advanced, because theirs is the easiest to read, because (get this) one in five women read their tests wrong. What? How can you read it wrong? It either has a plus sign, (which means "pregnant") or a minus sign (that means "not pregnant"). How hard is it to read that? What, are people so dumb that they're just like, "Hey, that has two little lines in it, like a cross. What does that mean?" "Oh, that's a plus sign." "'Plus sign'...that's good, right?" "Yeah, I think that means you're not pregnant." "Oh, good!" Yeah, right. That will happen. I know we American's are kind of dingy, but I think most of us know how to read directions. I mean, I've never personally seen a pregnancy test box, but I'm pretty sure they have directions on the back. Anyway, I'm gonna stop writing about this, before I get too worked up about it. I could talk about the nasty commercials I see on TV all day if I wanted to...
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Printers are EVIL!!!

Alright, I don't want to make this blog too long, but I just had to say, printers are evil!!! They are! They're evil! Did you happen to notice that whenever you're trying to use a printer, they don't work! No-matter how often we buy a new one, they never work. In fact, we just bought a printer not too long ago, and it doesn't even work again. There's always something wrong with it. It has a paper jam, it's out of ink, we have the wrong size of paper, it has a paper jam. The list goes on and on. And evidently, this is a universal thing. When you're watching TV, the characters have trouble with their printer. When you're talking to a friend, they complain that their printer broke. I think it's a conspiracy. A conspiracy that the people who make printers make them wrong, and just keep raking in the dough, because we have to buy new parts all the time, or we just give in and buy a whole new printer. And when the manufacturers gain enough money, they'll use it to buy a whole chain of Starbucks, and then they'll rake in the dough even more, and then they'll become best-buds with rich people all over the world, and because they're greedy, they'll make a deal with the devil, and then take over the world! And they'll be too greedy to keep their end of the deal (with the devil), and then the devil will send hell hounds up to get them, and the hell hounds will take them to hell, and kill them, and then the world will be free from their slavery (because of course they would do that. Make us all their slaves, and order us to build a huge castle, that is), but we'll be too stupid to just go back to the way it was before, and instead we'll just run around and fight each other and steal things and stuff, to see who will be the new rulers of the earth, and then we'll all just die, because we killed each other!!! (sigh...)
Okay, yeah. I'm being paranoid. But hey, it could happen. You never know!
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Sorry, this blog was slightly longer than I thought it would be...I just I got a little out-of-hand...

The land of lost items

Have you ever lost something, and no matter how much you look for it, you still can't find it? I have. A lot. Like, my mom lost her bone folder a few years ago, (a bone folder is something you use to fold paper down, like origami) so she bought a new one. Not too much later, she lost the new one, and had to buy another one. Needless to say, she did this several times, and when we moved a few years ago, guess what? We found them all, in the same place, right where we had looked dozens of times. This happens a lot, to things that I know where they were, (because I had a special place for that particular item, and I always kept it in that place) and when I look for it there, in the special place, and it's not there! "Wait a second, I know I put it there...where did it go?!?" I'll tell you where it went. It went to the land-of-the-lost-items!!! A special place where things go when they want to make you feel like a crazy person! Where all lost items aspire to stay, with all their lost buddies, just having a ball, partying and chanting, "We are lost! We are lost! And there's nothing you can do about it! Nah nah, nah nah, nah, nah! Pthbthtbthp!!!" (I have no idea how to make a zerbert sound, but I think that's close enough). Yeah, that's what happens. Items just get tired of us using them all the time, so they disappear into the land of the lost items, and we never see them again, unless they think we've suffered enough, and take pity on us. No, I take that back. They only turn up again, if we buy a replacement for them, and then they're all like, "Ha, ha! You bought a new one and you didn't even have to! because I'm right here!!!" And then you just stand there, holding both the new item that you have already used and therefore can't take back, and the lost item that you just found in the same drawer or whatever that you had looked in a thousand times, and were about to put the new item away in. Let me tell you, lost items are mean, and love to rub it in your face that you're an idiot for not seeing them in plain sight. And I have lots of experience in the lost-item department...
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Why do games cheat?

I don't know if you've noticed, but whenever you play a game, the computer player always seems to do things that you cant do. It's like they cheat! My dad knows a bit about programing, and he said that there's debate on whether or not they can make games truly random, or if they just do this when you do that. I think they're programed to cheat. I can be playing a game, and the computer player will do something completely impossible. And when I know I just did a move that would have earned me points, it acts like I didn't do that at all! And when I'm doing really good, and making points left and right, and the computer has no points at all, because they suck, all the sudden they start being really good, and they block every move I make, and start making lots of points themselves. It's not fair! They were sucking a minute ago, and now they're better than they should be at this level! I've nearly thrown my PSP and/or Nintendo DS several times when something like that happens. Ooh, or how about when your winning the game, at a really high level, and all of the sudden, the game freezes? You're just thinking, "hey! You did that on purpose! you little-" I wont finish that...
And the game only freezes like that when you haven't saved it in a really long time, and you end up losing everything you just did. When that happens, I'm usually so upset, that I just turn the system off, and don't play that game for a few days or weeks, depending on how hard it was to get to that point before I lost it. Where's the justice! They're cheaters! They're nasty little cheating cheaters!!! They should be arrested for creating such a nasty, spiteful little game! They should make a law, that says that you can't make a game unless it's truly random, and never freezes! Or how about when the computer player just walks through a wall, and kills you or whatever. That's one of my favorite glitches! I just love it when I'm hiding or something, and all of the sudden, there's the computer player, walking through a wall, and killing you. "NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU STUPID GAME!!!!!!!!!! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!!! I, HATE, YOOUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and you don't play that game anymore. Oh, yeah! I love it when that happens! Not! Anyway, I think I'm gonna go now, so I can go and throw my PSP into the ocean.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

"Cotton candy's fluffy!"

A few years ago, my mom told my brother and I a story of how my dad had done something funny in his sleep. He was just sleeping, and all of the sudden, he sat strait up with his eyes open, and said in a real matter-of-fact way, "cotton candy's fluffy", like he was seriously contemplating it, and just found out the truth about cotton candy being fluffy. Then he just laid back down, like it never happened, asleep before he hit the pillow. In the morning, when my mom was telling us this story, my dad had no recollection of this dream at all. And so to this day, we all have no idea what kind of dream would bring on such a revelation as "cotton candy's fluffy"...

While we're on the subject of people doing funny things in their sleep, I think I should tell you how my big bro talks in his sleep. When we were little, one night my mom and dad heard voices coming from our room (yeah, I had to share a room with my brother...). They heard high-pitched woman's voices, and deep manly voices. My mom and dad were freaking out a little, to say the least. "What's that? is there someone in the kid's room?" My mom asked my dad. When my dad got up and checked on us, he found no one in our room but my brother and I. When my dad went back into his and mom's room, it started up again. Only this time, my parent's heard the voices, and then loud laughing. Needless to say, they checked on us several more times, and came to the conclusion that it was my brother, talking in his sleep. Through the years, we have all gotten used to him talking in his sleep. One time, (I don't know why this particular time has imprinted into my mind) he was talking again, (more like mumbling, because I couldn't understand him at first) and he stopped for a moment, and then said, loud and clear, "mom, can I go to Ryan's tree house?" Ryan was a friend at the time, and let me tell you, he did not have a tree house. But it was funny anyway. And to this day, he continues to talk in his sleep...

Also, I would just like to tell you, that my 83 year old great-grandmother, snores. Loudly. We like to joke, that when she snores, it sounds like a demon is in her room, growling. And it may just be a "joke", but it's sooo true. It does sound like a growling demon! For all we know, that could be, like, her inner demon coming out in the middle off the night, growling because it's hungry for little children with a likeness for cotton candy! And the minute we let our guard down, she's gonna sneak into our room and eat us, her hell hounds salivating at her feet!!!
...Okay, maybe I'm being just a little paranoid.
...Or not...
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

They killed Fleur!

Just a few days ago, I finally went and saw Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince in the theater. I have to say, I was sort of disappointed. They left so much of what was in the book out, and then added things that weren't in the book at all. It was quite confusing, to tell the truth. First, I would like to comment on how they left something so important as Fleur Delacour (AKA "Phlegm) and Bill's (one of Mr. and Mrs. Weasly's many son's) engagement. In the book, when Harry first gets to the Burrow, right before he goes to Hogwarts, (not when he visits for the holidays. And F.Y.I, the Burrow never gets burned down in the book! That's another example of the lies that the movie people are trying to feed us) he meets Fleur Delacour in the Burrow, and finds out that she and Bill are getting married. That was one of the many things I was looking forward to when the movie came out in the theater, because I found the awkwardness of Ron having the hots for her, and Ginny, Hermione and Molly (Mrs. Weasly) hating her guts and calling her Phlegm to be hilarious. But upon seeing the movie, I was sourly disappointed to see that they did not even mention her or Bill at all. Now I don't want to ruin it if you haven't read the book yet, (really, it's your fault if you haven't read it yet, because you've had plenty of time) but in the beginning of the Deathly Hallows, Bill and Fleur have their wedding. So I'm thinking, "how do they expect to throw the wedding into the seventh movie like that, with no wind-up in the story?" And also, in the Half Blood Prince movie, they left out Greyback (the werewolf) attacking Bill at the school when the Death Eaters showed up in the end. How could they leave something so pivotal to the story out?!? Plus, in the book, there was a lot more of Tonks and Lupin, and their own epic love story. But in the movie, they were in like, one scene, and it did not do justice to them at all. Okay, I think I should stop talking about this and move on, before I get too upset about it. Instead, I think I'll move on to the poor job of portraying Dumbledores genius. In the book, when he explains to Harry about the Horcruxes, (after Harry acquires the memory from Professor Slughorn) he tells him about his theory that Voldemort (I'm not afraid to say his name!) made seven Horcruxes, (or rather, six, since the seventh is the piece of soul that's left in his body) because seven is the most powerful number in the magical community, and that Harry had destroyed one already, (Tom Riddle's diary) and that he himself had destroyed one as well (Slytherin's ring, the one that Voldemort's grandfather, Marvolo, had stolen from him by Voldemort himself). Now, I don't want to get into this big history lesson about all the Horcruxes, because more likely than not, you have read the book yourself, and therefore know everything I'm telling you, so I'll just get to the point, which is: in the Half Blood Prince book, Dumbledore was almost sure that he was right about his theories, and was proven right when they got Slughorn's memory. In the movie, they made Dumbledore out to be a complete idiot, who had no idea what a Horcrux was before he saw the memory, and was shocked completely by the notion that Voldemort would have done something like that. And don't even get me started on how they killed Dumbledore in the movie.
Aww, too late...
So, in the book, Harry has to Apparate himself and Dumbledore out of the cave, (which was a big accomplishment, given the fact that Harry didn't even know how to Apparate very well to begin with, plus the fact that he had to take Dumbledore with him piggy-back Apparition, which was supposed to be very hard for a beginner!) and when they get past Madame Rosemerta in Hogsmead, (who they didn't mention being under the Imperius curse in the movie) they flew to a landing on the Astronomy Tower, where Dumbledore ultimately died. When they got there, Dumbledore used a stunning spell on Harry, who was still wearing his Invisibility Cloak, and Harry got stuck there, without the ability to move even the slightest muscle, and had to watch Dumbledore die right in front of him, without being able to stop it. In the movie, Dumbledore has Harry hide down below, and Draco comes in, and they talk, and when Snape comes in, he comes in behind Harry, and puts his finger up to his lip, as if to say, "shush", and Harry just stands there and lets him go up and kill Dumbledore! What?!? They made it out to look like Harry trusted Snape! Like that would ever happen! If Harry had Snape down there with him, he would have immobilized him or something, because he wouldn't have trusted Snape enough to let him up there with all the other Death Eaters, especially if Dumbledore were so weak! But whatever, it's not like I can change the movie or anything. And also, (this is the last thing I'll complain about, I swear!) they didn't even talk about the Apperition lessons, which would have been funny to see in the movie. And also, (this is the last time! Really!) they did not do justice to Harry and Ginny's kiss, at all. So all-in-all, I guess what I'm trying to say, is that the movie didn't quite add up to my expectations, although, I guess if you don't think about what was in the book, it was a good movie. Darker than the other five movies, but it was good.
Hope I didn't bore the heck out of you, Miss Eccentric.

You want me to SAND my skin?

Have you ever heard of this product that you use to get rid of unwanted hair? It's this thing that you use kind of like sand paper that's supposed to get rid of hair, by sanding it off. When I saw the commercial for this product, I was just thinking, "what? you want me to sand my skin? ouch!" They say it doesn't hurt at all, and that it's safe to use on your lip or legs or even armpits, and that its supposed to leave your skin feeling silky smooth. Well, yeah! You're sanding your skin! Of course it's going to feel soft! That's what sanding does! It makes things soft! My mom and aunt and I were at the store shortly after we first saw this commercial, and we found this product, and checked it out. When we opened it up to see, we found out that this stuff is actually sand paper. Just sand paper that had its own fancy holder thing. My mom tried it out on her arm, to see if it worked, and it did. Sort of. You see, my mom's hair is very fair. So you couldn't see it on her arms to begin with. So when she sanded her arm with this stuff, not only did it miss most of the hair, but it made my mom's skin very red and raw looking. Gee, I wonder why? Maybe because she, oh I don't know, sanded her skin! When we got home, we started talking about it again, and we were thinking, since they used sand paper as a hair removal product, and they think that works, they should try using an electric sander! That will work twice as good as regular sand paper! And talk about exfoliating! You'll have very soft skin! Even better, you'll have no skin at all! Now that's a good product!
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Do news casters go to a secret school, or what?

Okay, so I don't know if you've noticed, but when you're watching the news, and an anchorman (or woman) comes on and starts talking, they all sound the same. Its like they go to a secret school, where they teach them to act and sound like a news person. (my English is superior, is it not?) They all nod their heads when they talk, to punctuate words at the right moment, and their voices are all equally as boring as the next news person. Their voices are trained to go high and low in timbre in places it wouldn't usually go. And if they mess up a word, they go back and say something like, "or rather" and then the real word they were supposed to say, to cover up the mistake. And when they do go back and correct themselves, their voices do not change at all. They just sound like their droning on and on. And also, they always miss pronounce things. It's so annoying. It's like, your a news caster, you should know how to pronounce words the way they were meant to be pronounced! Come on, people! And whats with all the weather people always wanting it to be hot? Its true, whenever it's really cold out, (which isn't very often. Hello, its California, where the weather has decided to boy-cot winter) they always complain that it's too cold, and that they can hardly wait till it warms up. And then when it looks like its going to warm up again, they get all excited and start saying things like, "looks like its going to warm up this weekend. I bet all you surfers out there are happy. I know I am! ha ha ha!" It's stupid. Whats so great about heat? I sure don't like it when its a hundred degrees outside. Its not pleasant in my opinion. I guess what I'm trying to say, is that news people are annoying, and fake. They make corny jokes that aren't funny, they're way too chipper-cheetah, (he he, ha ha, my mom made up that saying, and its hilarious!) and they don't speak correctly.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Why don't people write letters anymore?

Whats wrong with writing a letter? Nobody ever writes letters to each other. I don't see what the problem is. Whats so great about Texting? Or emails? Or IM's? What, they cant spell correctly, or use proper grammar? So they just abbreviate everything, because they're too lazy to type or (god forbid) actually write the words on paper, with a pen? Did you know that they don't teach kids these days how to improve their handwriting? In the old days, (when my Nana was in school) They actually had handwriting lessons, where they'd teach you how to use the Palmer Method (for all you grammatically impaired, that just means its a fancy way to write in cursive). But they don't teach that stuff in school anymore. In fact, they don't even teach you how to hold a pen correctly. Now I don't mean to brag, but I know how to hold the pen correctly, and how to write in longhand. My cursive is impeccable, and I make sure it stays that way by practicing. I have even taken up writing with a quill and ink, on parchment, and I'm getting better at calligraphy. I find the art of writing to be quite fascinating, but for some reason, other people my age don't seem to care what their handwriting is like, or how proper their grammar is. Whenever someone says, "just write me" they always mean by Email, or Text, and so-on and so-forth. I think that when someone says "just write me", we should send an actual letter, by post. Post meaning mail, like the kind of mail you get your bills in, or the kind of mail you get that annoying junk mail in. Not "you've got mail" from the stupid electronic device that runs your life. Now don't get me wrong, I love my little laptop a lot, but I don't worship over it like some false god or something. I don't spend my whole life withering away in front of it, or even putting all my personal affairs into the little thing, and trusting it with my life in the process. I use it more or less as an electronic type writer, and of course in my free time in the day, I post blogs. But I don't go crazy about it. In fact, I haven't even downloaded anything on to it, including games. In my opinion, games should be played on game systems, conversations should be taken place in person or on the phone, information should be gathered in a dictionary or library, letters should be hand written and sent in the mail, and lives shouldn't be wasted watching youtube. I for one, am not an electronic zombie.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Did you know that the word "Texting" isn't even in the dictionary?

Why do electronics hate me?

Hello, my name is Miss Eccentric, and I'm technologically impaired. I'm not proud of it, but its true. Every electronic device I've owned breaks. My Gameboy Color, Gameboy Advanced, Gameboy Advanced SP, Nintendo DS, Nintendo DS light, PSP, every old cell phone that I own, an old laptop that my brother gave me, and even the book light that I got no more than a month ago, and only used a few times, have all broken, for no apparent reason. Even my new laptop mini, that I got only a few days ago, broke. Of course, the return policy was still up, (because it was like four days into it, not sixty) so we got it exchanged for a new one. Now everybody insisted that it is not my fault that these things break, because I am very careful with everything, (except the DS, because that broke when I tripped over a hose, and it was in my purse, so I smashed it...) but despite the fact that I am very careful, (especially now that I know I tend to break things) things continue to break. I have, like, the worst luck ever when it comes to electronics. I have a socket right next to my bed that I plug my lamp into, (so I can read in bed) and even that has some kind of short in it, and I cant plug my lamp into it until we get it fixed. Which is why I was using a book light in the first place, and why it broke after only a week or so's use. I am very lucky that my camera has made it for almost eight whole month's, and my current cell phone has made it for a good two years (probably because I don't text). I hope my Netbook lasts for years to come, because if it didn't, I wouldn't be able to blog!
Here's hoping, Miss Eccentric.

How come my grandma doesn't respect my privacy?

Okay, so my great grandmother lives with us, and for some reason, she doesn't seem to have any manners left. She doesn't respect our privacy, she complains when we leave the room for a while, and she doesn't seem to know how to be polite about food she doesn't like. Let me elaborate on the not-respecting-our-privacy thing: one time, when we were saying good night to her, (we all take turns) and it was my moms turn, she did something that mortified both me and my mom. As my mom approached her for a hug, in her pajamas already, my Nana, (that's what we all call her) decided that it would be funny to actually poke my moms nipple! Yeah, that's right, she poked my moms nipple, several times, and said, "whats that?" as she did so! I couldn't believe what I was seeing. When I mentioned it to my mom after we left the room, she kindly told me what she was thinking as it happened: "oh, my, god! she's poking my nipple!" and when Nana asked what it was, "like you don't know! you have those too!" Although she never actually said these things aloud to my Nana. Instead she answered the question that made her want to crawl out of her skin. I wont tell you what she actually said, because your most likely tired of hearing about nipples. So lets move on to how if she see's my mom or I walking around the house on a hot summer morning in a tee shirt and underwear, (we were all cover up! its not like we were indecent!) she thinks its funny to lift up our long pajama shirts to look at our underwear. Yeah, she does that! She looks at our underwear like we're freaks or something. She also goes to the bathroom with the door open (even when company is there), and changes her clothes with her bedroom door open. But, I should mention that she's eighty-three, and we love her despite her quirks.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. Feel free to tell me an embarrassing story about your grandparents in the comments section of my blog page (just don't make it too long, eh?).

I need to vent...

In this installment of Miss Eccentrics blog, I have decided that I need to vent a little about things that bug me. First, whats up with people talking on their phones when they're driving? I mean, its supposed to be illegal to drive and talk on a cell phone, unless you use a blue-tooth. So why do people still drive with their cells attached to the side of their faces? It's stupid, and I don't like it. I for one don't like the idea that I could get hit just because someone was stupid enough to talk on their idiotic phones instead of paying attention to what they were doing. Not that I even drive, (I cant afford a car in this economy, can I? no. but who can?) but that's
beside the point.

Also, why cant people read a book anymore? Whats wrong with a good novel? Nothing in my opinion. In fact, besides writing, reading is one of my favorite activities. But try and get a teenager to read a book, and see how far you get with that. When I was at the book store not so long ago, (yeah, I buy a lot of books. so what. I told you I like reading.) I overheard some teenage boys talking, and they were like, "wheres a 'mid summer nights dream?'" but they couldn't even remember the whole title. It took them a minute to say the whole thing. And I was thinking, "what?! who doesn't know 'a mid summer nights dream'? its a classic. Of course, you probably think I'm a total geek, but whatever. Its not like I've actually read that particular book, but I have heard of it a lot. So, there.

While we're on the subject of teenagers, I'd just like to mention, TEENAGERS HAVE A REALLY BAD REP!!! I don't like to be associated with teenagers, because I'm not like them, and I don't like people to judge me just because of my age. For instance: when you enter a movie theater, the adults that work there look at you like you're going to make trouble. And when you try to strike a conversation up with an adult, and you sound very mature, (as I do when I talk to adults) then they act all surprised. Like teenagers don't know how to act civilized, or something, and they cant believe that they have just found the only civilized teenager alive. Then they start asking you how old you are, because they cant believe that you actually are a teenager. And when you tell them, they say stuff like, "really? I thought you were older. you're too polite to be a teenager, ha ha ha." I wish adults would stop assuming that because I'm a teenager, I'm automatically going to be a ditz who just sits there and texts all day.

And finally, what is it about me that says, "twelve year old"? Every time I meet someone new, they always think I'm twelve or thirteen at first, and I'm seventeen. I'm not a child. I've graduated, thank you very much. I went with my best friend to the movies not too long ago, and he was getting us tickets, and he got us the child's prices! (in case you didn't know, you have to be, like twelve or under to get a child's price) And I was standing right there with him, and we got away with it! What the hell! That means the guy thought I looked twelve! Sigh...at least when I'm in my thirties, I'll look like I'm in my twenties still.

Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.

Are you TRYING to poke my eye out?

Just recently, I was watching TV with my mom and my brother (yeah, so I watch TV with my mom and my brother. I also watch TV with my mom, brother and dad at the same time. So what? We all like each others company. It's not a crime), and a commercial came on, advertising a new mascara. And get this, the new mascara in question, actually vibrates! Yeah, you read right, it vibrates! It's supposed to be the newest technology in mascara. They say that the vibrating mascara stick helps to separate the eyelashes, and therefore make it appear that you have longer lashes. But all I'm thinking is, "what, are you trying to poke my eye out?" I mean, come on. Just think about it: The mascara stick that you are about to touch your eyelashes with, is vibrating. I don't know if anyone else has noticed, but your eyelashes are really close to your eyes! I mean, you're going to be putting mascara on, with this vibrating thing, and you're going to get up to your eye, and you're either going to poke your own eye out, and go blind, or you're going to splatter mascara all over your face. You'll be going out, and people will be staring at you, because you have little black specks all over your face! "Oh, no. That's not a mole, that's just mascara." Yeah, real effective. I for one, am never using that particular mascara. I think I like being able to see, thank you very much. Well, actually, it might be worth it, just so you can sue the makers when you do poke your eye out.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.