Raw Cookie Dough.

is delicious. I know you're advised not to eat it, since there's a chance of a salmonella poisoning,
but I do not give a damn. It is satisfying and that's all that really matters in this situation.

Furthermore,
(or not furthermore, since I don't want to go further on with the subject
of salmonella and cookie dough)
I would love to have a fresh start right about now.
Everything ,in all aspects, have just recently come to a halt
and I think it would be nice to start a new.

All is just a piece of the past now, can't dwell on it.

I'm still working on the "let's not dwell on the past" duties. . .

*sigh.
I'm in dire need for a REAL vacation.
The type where you actually escape from the familiar.

Let's go on an adventure filled with actions of spontaneity.

Deja Vu Bulletin.

So I guess every channel has some Michael Jackson stuff.
I found myself upon BET (yeah, I don't know how I got there either)
and just watched an hour long marathon of Michael Jackson videos.

He was a strange guy, but I have to admit
his music and dancing was pretty swell and dandy.

But hey, did you guys forget Farrah Fawcett died today too?

OH & I think it's really fucked up how people are saying,
"Michael Jackson is dead. That's one less pervert I have to worry about."

Have some respect, assholes.
I'll remember to piss on your grave when you die too.

Octavious, stop clapping !

I finally have a fantastic event to spill words for. So I shall "Roll out."

Yeah, I really did just make a Transformers reference, don't be alarmed.

Last night/wee hours of the morning was the first of hopefully two midnight premieres I plan to attend this summer. *cough*Harry Potter ;)


Transformers : Revenge of the Fallen.
Worth a four hour wait? If you're as in love with Shia LaBeouf as I am, most definetly.
If you're a dedicated Transformers fan since the 1980's, this is definetly one for you kids.
The sequel was more more focused on the robot interactions than the actors compared to the first film. There were more fighting sequences that involved many, many, new robotic characters. It probably would've been better if I had background information on the newer Autobots and such, like the hardcore fans of the 80's.

You know the ones I'm speaking of. The twenty-something year old guys who arrive at 6 p.m., boardgames in hand, complaining about the logistics of the entire plot of the first film.

"If Megatron and Optimus Prime were having an epic robot brawl in the middle of a city, don't you think the entire population of the world would have noticed?"

"I KNOW! When the Autobots are on top of the Griffith Observatory, wouldn't Los Angeles see these HUGE robot creatures?!"

Yeah, sorry I don't share these same concerns, smelly men.

I am not going to give away much to the plot of the new film, but I would like to say one thing.

Nerds, whenever Optimus Prime moves, you don't have to clap. It's okay, he can't hear you.
It's because
HE'S A FICTIONAL CHARACTER.
Just like this Edward Cullen nonsense, except with a gigantic truck which turns into a god-like figure of a robot.

But I can't criticize too much, I wore an Optimus Prime shirt last night.
Wal-Mart. Children's Size.
Just Arielle, for ya.

Blank.

Goddamn, I can never think of a really good title for these blogs. I should just start naming them really random and irrelevant things like "Ham Sandwich" or "Blue from Blue's Clues Is Actually A Girl !"

That fact completely surprised me when I found out at the age of 9. Were they trying to prove a point with this gender mixing of the colors? I mean come on, Magenta. . . A BOY?!

Anyway, I have nothing to say once again.

Oh wait, my dog has gained a lot of weight.

& yes, that's all I have to say for myself.

Good-bye nonexistent blog readers.

Utterly Spontaneous.

Not really. This is not some crazy blog about how I experienced a burst of spontaneity. No. For I have not done anything exciting or interesting over the past few days. This is only a blog post named "Utterly Spontaneous" because this post is basically a spontaneous move on it's own, since I have nothing to really discuss.

But then again, all these posts have really been about nothing, so I'll just add to this collection. You know what? I'm going to just write about my entire day, even though it was rather lacking in events.

So at 1 am, I decided to just attack all the items within my pantry and refrigerator and consume them all within 10 minutes.

Let me tell you, that is not the best idea.

It took me about 5 minutes to realize that I was about to puke while I was laying down after all the consumption, so I had to sit upon my bed for 2 hours waiting for all the food to reach my stomach. If that's not one of those "TMI" moments, then I don't know what is.

7:00 a.m. That's right seven o'clock in the morning. The most wonderful person I know, my mother, decides to awaken me with my favorite greeting,
"ARIEEEEEELLLE BANGON KA NA !"
(translation: ARIELLE! GET UP NOW!)

After eating, changing, brushing some los dientes, & watching a bit of Jon & Kate Plus 8, we were out the door off to Brentwood-area around the UCLA campus, for those who don't know-so my mom can finish up some paperwork in order for her to go back to work in Long Beach.

Yeah, my dad works at the Union Station in downtown Los Angeles (that man is living the life) and my mom is going back to work in Long Beach. They are also still married and we all live in one house, here in the Inland Empire. What are we doing in Temecula? I honestly have no clue.

I am quite lazy to describe everything in the Brentwood area, but I'll just sum it up with
"It was damn cool."
Also, Los Angeles traffic is a real bitch. My mom is the ultimate road rager and when she hits the streets, she basically becomes the ultimate racist. I don't believe she means to spur out those harsh words, but she is just an easily angered woman.
She began to scream at me for falling asleep at the front seat because my head kept knocking into the dashboard of her new Prius.

Why must hybrid vehicles have dashboards that go out SO FAR? I feel like I'm in some sort of space pod of the future when I ride in that thing.

Hm, other than that I have nothing else to really go on about.

Oh wait, I watched Arthur for the first time in about. . .
a few months, haha.
That show has never failed me.
You go Arthur the aardvark, you go. :D

I need one, as well.

Just as any typical teenager should,
there is a list of things I would like to accomplish this summer :

--OBTAIN A LIFE.
--Sleep for 8 straight hours.
--Waste my money on a limitless amount of junk food.
--Watch every episode of Phineas and Ferb.
--Spend many days back home in Lakewood/Long Beach.
--Movie marathon @ Katelyn's, which would include :
1.Garden State
2.Slumdog Millionaire
3.LONELY ISLAND YouTube videos. . .
--"Mischievous adventures" with Amy. Hopefully, we will go on a REAL photography adventure
that does not turn out to be a circular journey.
--Go to Annalise's grandma's house. (This woman has more of a social life, than we do. She's in her 70's.)
--Go to Disneyland with Annalise for both of our birthdays. (08/05 & 08/08)
--Head off to another large F21 because I think I have a problem. . .
--Meet new & fantastic young people.
--Do those damn summer assignments. . .
--Get a haircut.
--Take down those Jonas Brothers posters.
--Document my days in pointless photos.
--Spend less time trapped in my room.
--Eat a bagel.
--Grow two inches taller.
--Breathe.

Guess Who?

No. Don't guess. That's stupid.

So I have just recently discovered that someone actually reads my blogs. SWEET.
Official dedication right here :

Adrian Acuna-matata, this one's for you.

Okay well,
School days are finally winding down. Seniors are leaving. Parking Lot's empty.
Let's just all take one of those sympathetic moments of nostalgia to sigh.
*pause

Back to this pointless blog.
I cannot wait 'till I'm a senior and can just get away from this rural place.

Sophomore.
Revolting.

Now, junior.
It's just mocking you, saying "Hey, you still have one more year, loser."

When I finally graduate and obtain a life, I want to buy an endless amount of ice cream
and just consume it all within a week.
Yeah, in your face, Mom.

Coming to a Close.

Just one full school week left to my sophomore year. I just despise the fact that this school year has only gotten exciting with only a small amount of time left. Quite the let down.

I am not a fan of the blog posting scene, so I'll just put a picture on this that can basically describe my entire day :

Don't Look at Explosions.

Wow, I really need to lay off the YouTube & Lonely Island. I just want to apologize for the overload of Digital Short references over the passed two days.


Katelyn & I are planning to create a compilation of remakes.

:D