So I Got This Quiz Off of MySpace...

My A to Z Share

A
- Available: Sorta.
- Age: 15.
- Annoyance: People that forget things. -Has a near photographic memory-
- Animal: Giraffes.
- Actor: Uh. Christian Slater, Aaron Eckhart, Morgan Freeman. I have three.

B
- Beer: Makes you fat.
- Birthday/Birthplace: Overland Park, KS.
- Best Friends: Katrina, Kekoa.
- Body Part on opposite sex: Eyes. Hosnap.
- Best feeling in the world: Adrenaline.
- Blind or Deaf: Depends on whether or not I change my mind on what I do when I'm older. Probably deaf. ;_;
- Best weather: Rain, but no snow. I hate the snow.
- Been in Love: Yes.
- Been bitched out?: Sure thing.
- Been on stage?: Uh-huh. I used to be in theatre.
- Believe in yourself?: Sometimes.
- Believe in life on other planets: Yeah.
- Believe in miracles: Yes.
- Believe in Magic: No. I believe in the human psych.
- Believe in God: I'm agnostic.
- Believe in Satan: See above.
- Believe in Santa: Fosho. 8D
- Believe in Ghosts/spirits: Err. :/
- Believe in Evolution: Yes.

C
- Car: Bike.
- Candy: You don't want to know the first thing I thought of.
- Colour: Purple. Oh god, that color is orgasmic. Seriously.
- Cried in school: Yeah, I try not to.
- Chocolate/Vanilla: Strawberry.
- Chinese/Mexican: Are you talking about food or people? If you're talking about food I'd take both. I can't pick, both my favorite kind of food. D:
- Cake or pie: Pie.
- Country to visit: Italy, Japan, India.

D
- Day or Night: Night.
- Dream vehicle: A VW van.
- Danced: Yep.
- Dance in the rain?: I used to when I was little. You should have asked me about kissing.
- Do the splits?: Nope, never been flexible enough. I could do backflips, though. e_e;

E
- Eggs: Nasty as fuck.
- Eyes: Green.
- Everyone has a: Chance.
- Ever failed a class?: Yep. Every single one of them last semester.

F
- First crush: I don't remember. I think it was Brahm in 3rd grade. Haha. I can't believe I remember that.
- First kiss: I dunno. Seriously, I don't know. o-o;
- Full name: Megan Kyra McNulty.
- First thoughts waking up: Shit, I need to remember this."
- Food: Apple Pie.

G
- Greatest Fear: I don't know, honestly.
- Giver or taker: Both. That's how you keep balance.
- Goals: Pass my classes, get good at what I do, keep some stable relationships with my friends, get a job, travel. The usual.
- Gum: Is also gross.
- Get along with your parents?: Yes.
- Good luck charm: I don't have one.

In Guys/Girls
- Eye colour: Kekoa's. xD Haha. Yellow-green.
- Hair Colour: It doesn't matter, but mostly brunette.
- Height: THopefully they're taller than me. xD I'm 5'10".
- Clothing Style: Everything. Bam.
- Characteristics: Haha. I won't answer this. ;)

H
- Hair Colour: My mood.
- Height: 5'10".
- Happy: Is yellow.
- Holiday: Summer Solstice.
- How do you want to die: It depends on however I'm feeling.
- Health freak?: Quite often, but then I do stuff that totally contradicts how I feel about that.
- Hate: I rarely hate anyone/thing. "When the power of love overcomes the love of power then the world will know peace."

I
- Ice Cream: Bumpy Cake! 8D Actually, cinnamon ice cream is my favorite.
- Instrument: I wish. I wanna learn to drum.


J
- Jewelry: Something whimsical and a pewtery cobaltish blue.
- Job: Bookstore. Somewhere quiet with discounts.

K
- Kids: I don't like them. Only the cool ones. You know, the ones that arent evil and are fun and quirky?
- Kickboxing or karate: Kickboxing. My mom tried to get me into it when I was younger. I like it more because it doesn't require the same kind of form and discipline.
- Keep a journal?: Blog, tarot diary, spirit log.

L
- Longest Car Ride: I drove across the United States with my grandparents. :/
- Love:What I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that though I do not know you and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you.”
- Letter: M. Not having to do with my name, but it has a nice color to it.
- Laughed so hard you cried: A lot. I did while I was talking to Kekoa.
- Love at first sight: No.


M
- Milk flavor: -Pukes- No.
- Movie: Mirrormask, hands down.
- Mooned anyone?: Yep.
- Marriage: I don't know, I don't care.
- Motion sickness? Occasionally.
- McD’s or BK: BK, but I really hate fast food.

N
- Number of Siblings: One. She's a grapefruit. x_x
- Number of Piercings: Ears. I want more.
- Number: 8. Is, has been, and always will be.


O
- Overused Phrases: "A lot of people do..." "Well, fuck that."
- One wish: Did you see that Jimi Hendrix quote I posted up there a ways?
- One phobia: Swallowing spiders in my sleep.


P
- Place you’d like to live: Here.
- Perfect Pizza: A yummy one without meat.
- Pepsi/Coke: Fuck that. I want my Dr. Pepper.


Q
- Quail: California. (You won't know the significance unless you went to elementary school there.)
- Questionaires: Heyhey.


R
- Reason to cry: None.
- Reality T.V.: Stupid.
- Radio Station: I hate the radio. Wait, I like Pandora internet radio if that counts.
- Roll your tongue in a circle? Yeah.


S
- Song: Right now? Hmmm... All Along the Watchtower by Jimi Hendrix.
- Shoe size: 10.
- Salad Dressing: Ceasar.
- Sushi: Yum. God, I tried the White House roll and it was delicious, but I haven't found it anywhere else.


T
- Time for bed: When I feel the need to go to sleep.
- Thunderstorms: Make you want to go on the front porch. And remind you of the summer.
- TV: No thanks.
- Touch your tongue to your nose:? No.


U
- Unpredictable: I guess.


V
- Vegetable you hate: Asparagus.
- Vegetable you love: Cauliflower.
- Vacation spot: California.

W
- Weakness: I'm ticklish.
- When you grow up: Photographer, but I don't need to grow up to do that.
- Which one of your friends acts the most like you: Ann maybe? I dunno. Maybe I'm closer to Halee. Yeah, a lot closer.
- Who makes you laugh the most: Ann. Katrina. Halee. Kekoa.
- Worst feeling: Apathy.
- Wanted to be a model?: When I was younger. That was all they told me I was good at.
- Where do we go when we die?: We reincarnate.
- Worst weather: Snow.

X
- X-Rays: Teeth, back, jaw.

Y
-Year it is now: Twothousandnine.
-Yellow: Daffodil. <3

Z
- Zoo animal: Manatee.
- Zodiac sign: Pisces.

LAST PERSON WHO…
1. Slept in a bed beside you?: Ann.
2. Last person to see you cry?: I don't know. Probably Cody.
3. Went to the movies with you?: No fucking idea.
4. You went to the mall with?: Typhne. We went on a magical misadventure.
5. You went to dinner with?: My family. Red Lobster, the usual.

And in case you're wondering who Kekoa is, it's this goofy-ass kid. xD Only he shaved his head.

Anyway, I went on a rant here and then my default formatting on Blogspot fucked it up so I'm just going to ignore the fact I ever wrote that. >:\

Anyway, did I ever talk about the Adventure Dome trip on here? Well, I already wrote an entry on here, but it disappeared. Marissa posted some videos on her YouTube channel so I can spare a little of the talking on that. It was really fun, though. At the beginning of the day I was going on rides with Jesse, Cody, and Sherandra and then right before lunch I started going on rides with Ann then did for the rest of the day. I tried really hard to get Sherandra to go on Chaos with me, but that didn't work out so well. xD;;
But I got rid of a big chunk of my fear of rollercoasters while I was there. I went on all of the rides. Yeah. And Ann and I plan on going sometime again soon.

All Along The Watchtower - Jimi Hendrix

Extreme Thing

So I went to Extreme Thing tonight. It was insanely awesome. I didn't bring any friends but I was planning on meeting up with Koa there. When I found him he introduced me to his friend Alex and then we dismissed ourselves for a few minutes to go find Katrina (Suki, not Kibi) who was working at one of the booths. We found her, said hi, went back. Alex was gone. Koa freaked, called Alex, called his mom. His mom was pissed. He had to go. I was stranded for a period of time, but the... Koa returned! He got back in because the first time he came in they didn't rip the stub off his ticket which was REALLY lucky. Evidently Alex left because he had a migraine, a hurt leg, and was really bored. He was only there for 20 minutes. He ditched. His dad called Kekoa's mom and said that Koa had run off with a "shady bunch of guys to go do drugs and other shady things." I was like, "So evidently I'm a shady group of guys, huh?" He got that sorted out with his mom.
"I didn't go anywhere! I said I'd be right back because I was with Waffle. Then she was here all by herself."
"Oh, you were with Waffle? Okay. You need to stay there and protect her then."
"Protect her? xD"
Yeah. That's how it went.
We went and bought lemonade and Mountain Dew, then went off and met a shitload of Koa's friends. We mostly came across them while we were wandering between the Xpoz stage and the Roller Derby while we had nothing to do. We did a bit of shopping, socializing, flirting. As is our way. God, I think he was the first friend here I made in Vegas... He was, wasn't he.
Then we went to see Bless The Fall. We moshed. I fell, got tired. Somebody in the sunlight caught me as I fell. That I am grateful for. We moshed some more. Koa punched a kid in the face, I ripped on that kid and kneed him in the nose. It broke, bled everywhere. We moshed some more as I avoided blood.
Bless The Fall ended. We stayed for Suicide Silence. They sounded way better live.
Pull The Trigger, Bitch.
Oh, I really wanted that shirt.
After them, we went back to wandering for two hours. Did I forget to mention that Koa's shirt tore in half? Koa's shirt tore in half. He lost it. He walked around for 3 hours without a shirt on and got really burnt. We bought him a new shirt. He was sooo relieved.
I was texting Ann. I asked if she could call Rocky for me to see if he was there; nobody picked up. Three minutes later I saw him anyway.
Anywho, we ran into...
Robert Lockwood.
Lindsey.
Jessica.
Hosnap!
We lost them.
Then we went to watch Framing Hanley. We wanted to hear lollipop. Of course. We were laughing at the fact Lil Wayne is doing a show tonight, too.
And we tried to drag them with us to mosh with them, but we lost them. This was after The Higher and Big B with Scott Russo. Time for The Vandals. It was pretty fucking insane. I was more squished than I have ever been and I was on the verge of cracking my ribs. It really hurt. Meanwhile Koa was moshing a good 25 feet behind me and evidently he fell and hit his head as attempted to crowd-surf out of the mosh pit. He fell, bounced off his head, half unconscious. Curled over on his side. His chest got stepped on somewhere around seven times, got kicked in the head around 4 times, and got his legs stomped on around 8 times. We think he either sprained or broke his finger, it was huge and purple.
He successfully crowd-surfed to the front the second time and got shoved back by security even though he was trying to get over the barricade. Another thing I was grateful for. I got over to him after squeezing between a shitload of 30 year old, 6 foot tall, 300 lb, drunk men. The Vandals finished, we left. We really didn't want to hear Silverstein.
He actually didn't know who Silverstein was. He found out though, and when he heard them the hatred for them was mutual. We skipped them. Went and got a Strawberry Kiwi Naked smoothie for me and a Mountain Dew for Koa. The smoothie was really frozen so I had trouble drinking it and that inspired some pretty perverted comments from Kekoa.
I remembered I had wanted to bring Trevor but forgot. Guhh. Oh well.
Bad Religion. What was the irony that last year, same night, same time Bad Religion played on the same night as Extreme Thing and we went to see Bad Religion? Ohhhh.
Anyway, we had fun. I lost Koa right off the bat and his phone was turned off. :( So I moshed. Moshed. Moshed. Stood. Sang along. Went back to moshing. Looked for Koa. Moshed.
It was so awesome. There was a guy in the wheelchair moshing. Moshing. Seriously. And then he was crowd surfing in his wheelchair. That was fucking awesome.
The mosh pit grew. Koa had his friend get on all fours in the mosh pit, then he jumped off his back into the crowd to crowd-surf. Haha.
Show was over, we were thirsty, tired. Took Koa home, borrowed Sic Punk or something like that from him. I got home, finished my lollipop, took a shower.
Blogged.

One More Soul to the Call

So today was pretty exciting. Most of it was spent pissed off at Marissa, staring into space, and thinking about writing some more. Mostly writing about why exactly I don't like my writing. It's not so much that I don't like my writing simply because it's my writing, but more like there's just nothing to it. It's so very bland and uninteresting.
I wish that I was special. More special than the rest of us.
But that's because I have a point to make. People just don't listen.
I wish I could stand up for myself and tell my friends to just shove it when they do nothing but whine to me.
Especially Marissa.
Who's been treating me like shit for 3 years.
And I just sat around and put up with it. Taking credit for every little thing I do. I hate her. She should know me better than that, she's so goddamn stupid. I told her everything about me and she goes off and tells all my secrets to one of the few people I truly hate. She expects respect and consolation from me and STILL treats me like shit; a stupid fucking pawn.
I don't mind Xoli as much. Xoli needs me, Marissa needs something to complain about. Xoli is getting better, which I AM glad for. Marissa just needs to learn to let things go.
I feel like I'm being quite a hypocrite right now, but there's a lot more to it than I write about here, you know?
Guh.
You guys should find me on Solia.
I'm going to open an art shoppe again, like the one I opened on Roliana but with mixed media as opposed to my shitty digital headshots.
Umm.... What new? Thinking... Thinking...
So I went home from school today feeling like I was gonna puke from my headache. I really messed up my back on the rides at the Adventure Dome (physics field trip on Wednesday) and so I think I pinched some nerves in my back. The field trip was pretty fucking awesome by the way, I went on all the rides with Ann. :) But Sherandra wouldn't go on Chaos with me.
Not much more to write about.
Byebye.

One More Soul to the Call - Akira Yamaoka and Mary McGlynn

I feel like melting. And Stew.

Good morning, life. Well, I'm assuming it's the morning if I were to compare it to the day. It's not exactly midnight in my life, that may have passed a couple years ago. I would say it's around 4 AM, time to wake up for a shower before school.
Anyway, since that's not why I'm writing right now, I'll not go on about it. That's not how I get traffic anyway. I get traffic by whining and hating myself, so that's exactly what I'm expected to do, but not today! Oh, how I wish not today, but yes today. That's exactly what I'm going to do. I already am.
Blahhhhh. I hate myself sometimes. I just do really, reall,y stupid idiotic things. But now I don't intend to make that the point as I originally did. (I just took half hour detour for Sherandra to do this on this computer. I'm at school.)
Blahblahblah. Ugh.)

Shopping, part 2.

Mark is celebrating his lucky day in the stock market. Went shopping again tonight, bought some jeans at Pac Sun. And holy shit! I gave in and bought skinny jeans. Im ashamed at myself, especially because I like them. Shaaaaammmmeeee.
And I bought games- Devil May Cry and LOTR: The Two Towers. Haha, lame.

So I Kind of Rambled on Paper in Class Today...

So earlier today in class I kind of began writing a strange thought I had onto the back of the MadLibs book I had. I mentioned that I've hit a period of extreme mental dullness, like apathy to the extreme.
I'll post it, but I'm fixing it up a bit as I write...

I suddenly want to live a 50s sitcom life where all the self-mutilation and mental disorders will only be seen as normal, clean, good family fun and happily fits into the whole family's routine.
The housewife wakes up early to prepare breakfast for the children and her loving husband and put the coffee and daily paper on the table as well as get ready for her day. The father wakes up as well as the children and promptly get ready for their daily activities. They go into the kitchen where their breakfast is out and a doting mother smiles from the table.
The husband reads the paper and sips coffee as his eldest child, his 12 year old son, struggles to use his silverware with the cast on his arm from beating himself into stucco walls the previous day. He chatters happily with his younger sister about his classes that day and the sister responds as only little, cliche sitcom sisters do, and finishes up breakfast.
The children are ushered out of the house soon after the father leaves to work, and the turn as they bus pulls up in front of their house to see their mother waving from the door. They go to school.
After the family has gone, the mother smiles and hums a tune as she goes into her bathroom and gags herself and vomits into the toilet. Picking back up her tune, she goes back and resumes her choice.
At work the husband sits at his desk in front of his typewriter, typing up reports and then he pauses. Loosens his tie. Takes off his jacket. Rolls up his sleeves. Think of it as a lunch break. He takes a safety pin out of his inner coat pocket and begins carving shapes into his arms and neck. A client knocks on the door and enters his room. He smiles politely and asks if the husband would like a towel. The husband smiles back and politely replies that he keeps one under his desk. The client smiles and takes a seat, and they continue on with business.

Well, that was it. Blahhhh. You get the rest. I might put it up here later.

Cliquot - Beirut

Memories

I might as well post a link to my DeviantART. -sigh- Anyway, I was going through photos today, and it brought back a lot of memories. And on that note I postend my memories... Err, photos of them. Like, photospam, but I put it here because I love you. :D

Dimensions and Verticals

So I'm moving my blog over from chocolate-chocobos.tk, and by the time the URL runs low on traffic it'll be remembered as shatterheart.blog.homepagenow.com.
Either way, that's unimportant. You're probably wondering who I am. I've been given way more opportunities to write an introduction than are really necessary, so I'll just move my current one over from MySpace.

My name is Beluga/Megan/Waffle/Bondage Fairy, but I'm not really the bondage fairy or a real live Beluga, nor am I very pleasant when you put me in a toaster.

I take pictures. A photographer. I have a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XSi. It's my baby. But chances are, you wont be seeing much of my photography.

I like videogames. Pretty much everything except for sims of any kind. Flight Sims. No. Sims. No. Racing. Rarely. Blablahbla. You get the point. Just some days I really suck at them. Actually, Final Fantas XII kinda possessed my life for a while, and Katamari Damacy did for a day. (Literally, a day and then I was sick of it.) Oh, I have a PS2. That's my second child.

I paint. Mostly switching back and forth between acrylic and watercolor, but generally just whatever medium like me at the moment. I like working digitally more, though. I just don't have photoshop... I use openCanvas 1.1. Mmm, freeware.

I've had my share of fuckups. The big ones, too. Nothing I'd like to share.

The truth is, you could shoot me dead and I wouldn't care so long as I made an impression here on Earth. One for the better.
"We're the good bad teenagers of our society, aren't we?
We're not good people by your standards, and we're here to save the world.
We'll be the infamous heroes that corrupted your children over the television; your parental controls and preachings wont stop us now."

I care about most people. I'm easily worried. This causes me a lot of stress. Generally when you're upset, I'll notice. Even if I hardly know you, but chances are you know me a little less. That's the way it works usually, isn't it? You're all so sweetly unsuspecting of the people that will notice the things even you girlfriend doesn't know about you, but hey, I'll keep quiet.

I'm really reclusive, but I'll almost always be the first person to talk to you... That is, if I do talk to you. I'd much rather have people talk to me, but that's just not the way it works, is it? A lot of the time I feel I really don't fit in anywhere. A little paranoid about rejection, but it wont hurt if you get to know me and say you hate me. Maybe.

Chances are, if you know me from school, you don't know me. Chances are, if you don't know me, you haven't really read this far. Chances are, if you haven't read this far, you won't give a rat's ass about why I added you. Chances are I added you because I want to get to know you, but never do. And now is the time for me to bow out and let you decide if you want to know anything else and message me.

Anywho, now that that's out of the way, I'm going to give my long overdue update. Number 1, Typhne was over recently for out To Kill a Mockingbird English project. We worked on some of it, but most of our time was consumed by her playing videogames (Gasp! Typhne playing videogames! That's a pretty rare occurrence.) And got caught up in another magical misadventure. Right after Typhne came over I had realized I didn't have my book... This resulted in a trip to the bookstore, only neither of us can drive and my parents were at a wedding. We spent a good portion of our time after realizing this looking for busfare for me and my student ID, both of which I'd left in my parent's car. I eventually just borrowed some change from my sister to catch the bus and ignored the fact I didn't have a student ID, and we were off.
We almost walked down to the bus stop when we could see from a distance that the bus stop was blocked by a construction area, so we took a detour to the Speedee Mart to ask where the next bus stop was and to break Typhne's $20. The cashier said that the next stop was past the railroad tracks so we thanked her and left. We began walking down to the next stop, and I spotted the bus coming. Haha. Too late. Our bus drove past us, and we didn't want to wait an hour for the next bus. Instead we ended up walking the next 6 miles to Barnes and Noble in the sunset as I sang Little Black Sandals. We finally got my book, and that was around 8:45... We left the house at 5:34. Pretty exciting stuff.
After that we walked to the mall to get a bite to eat, and ended up getting Panda Express at the food court because it's one of the few restaurants Typhne won't get a migraine from eating at. This is how I discovered Typhne was a bottomless pit. We spent about $25 on food. The first stop was Panda, second was Ben & Jerry's, and the third was Walgreens for chex mix. :(
I had water and shared a meal with Typhne.
After our trip to the Galleria mall and Walgreens we went back to the bus and thank God the bus got there soon after... There was one more bus coming after that.
We eventually made it home after some walking after we got off the bus, and blablah. :] Good day.
Before Typhne came over, I had Ann and Aimee(my cousin) over after going to see Matt & Kim and Cut Copy. It was a pretty fun show. I got a hug from Kim. It was Aimee's first show...
And now for news about last night. I went to buy jeans and bras. More magical misadventures. I remembered I start crying every time I try to buy clothes. I didn't fit into any jeans, and none of the bras came in a 36C. :/ Blablafuck. I started crying. 1.) Because shopping makes me hate myself, 2.) I don't fit into anything, and 3.) I've gained like, 15 pounds in the last month. I've been really stressed out. Oh, and fitting rooms have mirrors.
I'm talking on the phone right now so I think now would be a good time to wrap things up.

Dimensions and Verticals - Say Hi To Your Mom