Saw it today with Ann, Lindsay and Rebecca. It was very cheesy and cliche and just awesomely bad and funny in a sad way in general.

I'm getting a little too cynical about movies, but at least I get more laughs this way. Laughs are good. Very good.

I want to leave my house more and just... hang out. Whew, finally growing up now. Although this year I've lost weight instead of gained because last year I was lazy and ate and sat around the computer, but this year I'm even lazier and just sit at the computer and drink water once every few hours.

::munches on pumpkin pie:: I'm still working on my fanfiictions But I think... I will get.. who knows. The feedback is far more positive now. I wonder why people actually REVIEWED the stories I wrote in 7th grade. They were so bad and were all parodies.

I guess for every bad piece of writing there's an idiot who enjoys it. Err- no offense to the people nice enough to enjoy mine. Heh.

By the way, anyone want a gmail invite? I have one or two I'd be willing to give out. To someone who will actually use the email.

So I analyzed my name a bit.

Although the name Yue creates executive ambitions, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the reproductive organs, worry, and mental tension. Your first name of Yue has given you the ability to organize, plan, and carry work through to a successful conclusion. You are thoughtful and considerate of others, dignified yet friendly. Your ambition is for the stability of settling down, with a nice home, good furniture, and a good standard of living. You have the business ability and astuteness to attain this standard. You desire to direct and control finances, both in business and in the home. You would appreciate the cultural aspects of life such as art and music. It tends to be too practical an influence causing you to put the practical needs of your home and family ahead of taking the time for the little considerations which create love and understanding.

That is strangely accurate. Although maybe not about the reproductive organs. And I'm not that pragmatic, though I may seem like it. But I guess that's the whole point. D'you all agree?

I got the test from this place.

http://www.kabalarians.com/index.cfm

and then..




I found a really good hosting deal for 1 gig of space and 25 gigs of bandwith a month for 30 bucks a year. Damn. Now Brittany just has to get back and give me the money.

90's quiz:
1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCH!"
2. You watched the Pound Puppies.
3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Bel Air."
4. You wore biker shorts under your skirts and felt stylish.
5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-Sitters Club and tried to start a club of your own.
6. You owned those little Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls.
7. You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey on "Blossom." (and "How rude!" comes from Stephanie on "Full House")
8. Two words: M.C. Hammer (three words: M.C. Hammer PANTS)
9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock."
10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars.
11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales."
12. You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head.
14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles" on the big screen.
15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail Day in computer class at school.

HELL YES!!!
16. You played the game "MASH." (Mansion Appartment Shack House)
17. You wore a Jordache Jean jacket and you were proud of it.
18. L.A. Gear
19. You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in Kindergarten.
20. You remember reading Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing and all the Ramona books.
21. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF."
22. You wanted to be a Goonie. Truffle Shuffle! Boodie Trap!...
23. You even wore flourescent clothing.
24. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off.
25. You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
26. You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
27. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets. (... and Warheads.)
28. You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence.
29. You remember Hypercolor T-shirts.
30. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band.
31. You thought She-Ra and He-Man should hook up.
32. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged friendship bracelets.
33. You owned a pair of jelly sandals.
34. After you saw "Pee-Wee's Big Adventure" you kept saying "I know you are, but what am I?"
35. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up!"
36. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates.
37. You even got seriously injured on a Slip 'n' Slide.
38. You have even played with a Skip-It.
39. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonald's.
40. You've gone through this list occasionally saying "awesome."
41. You remember Popples.
42. "Don't worry, be happy."
43. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights.
44. You wore socks scrunched down.
45. "Miss Mary MACK MACK MACK, all dressed in BLACK BLACK BLACK, with silver BUTTONS, BUTTONS, BUTTONS all down her BACK, BACK, BACK!"
46. You remember boom boxes vs. CD players.
47. You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies.
48. You knew what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!"
49. You remember watching "Rainbow Brite" and "My Little Ponies."
50. You thought Doogie Howser was hot.
51. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac.
52. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool.
53. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By the Bell."
54. You know all the words to Bon Jovi.
55. You played and or collected "Pogs."
56. You used to pretend that you could transform into a Power Ranger.

Well, I guess it could be worse. Argh.. the waiting for my domain to be set up.. is unbearable. I think I got 12 or 13/56. Not so bad... Considering I was pretty young through the 90s.

So,, it's finally up. My domain. Now, all I have to do is finish coding it. But the layout is pretty much up.

Although, Mikki, please don't stop hosting me at the moment, because I don't know when I'm going to have time to err- 'finish' this.

What do you all think?

http://www.waterga.net

None of the links work yet.

So I watched King Arthur with Karen.

I thought it would be similar to Spiderman 2 (which was bad) but I actually liked it. And I never like action films. Ever.

It was probably the British influence. And the fact that Arthur looked like a Roman God. He wasn't that hot, just really.... astounding.

I wonder why Lancelot was so ugly though. Anyway, afterwards we went to Bubble Tea and saw a bunch of debate people from another school. Very funny.

I suppose I shall put another plug for waterga. Although really, nothing at all is up yet. I just can't wait for I love the '90s on VH1.

Yeah... go here.

It looks like we're not selling, but renting out our condo now. Joy. No, not at all. God dammit.

Emma from DMB drew me a pixel image of Kaolla herself! Now.. I have a mascot. Thing. Yay.

Also took a pic. of myself looking very un-me. If that means anything.

I think we rented out our condo today. It's $1000-something a month.

The piano recital was today. And... I kinda.. sorta.. fucked up.. a little. But at least I kept going. And the song was hard. Fantasie Impromptu by Chopin. I like it, I just need more than a month and a half of practice before I play it. Went to Bubble Tea again, but didn't get anything. I really need to catch up on some sleep, but that doesn't seem likely. Something's wrong with the mysql databases on my domain. Meh.

There is a power-poster who is pissing me off to no ends. Yes there are many, but this one... almost pretends to have an opinion... while posting pointlessly.

*slaps forehead* Why do I even bother.

So. We're moving on the 4th of August. This is very disheartening. I'm trying not to think about it.

Downloaded the entire Prisoner of Azkaban soundtrack. Yay.

People actually like my story over at Portkey. I need to write something original, but... I feel so uninspired. Bah. I felt really insane and just wrote a random dialogue with no meaning and no story behind it for now. I just want some feedback on how I'm doing (I hate reviews with OMG GREATJOB LOL). Fictionpress=not a great place for that.

There were the men who were boys but not boys. With their glasses and scarves and solid-colored clothing. Whispering embarrassing secrets into her ear- their awkward limbs moving, finally breaking out of the shell that encased them in secondary school.
She had indulged in them at first. Poisoning their minds which were already educated far beyond someone with more experience. Fulfilling their fantasies of smoking in bed while reading absolutely terrible poetry to each other. It was simply hilarious, which made it strangely thrilling.
The mistake was, of course, overlooking why there were so many tortured minds just waiting for her to make them happy again.
The last night she spent with one of them- his name was Ben. She thought he was cute; he was shorter than she was, but his hair wasn’t that greasy, and that made her happy. He had the glasses, the scarf, the strange old shoes, and the huge winter trench coat in the middle of September. She remembered looking at the analog alarm clock reading 8:30 PM and the ever-so-familiar feeling of a weightless, skinny, sweaty body panting on top of her.
She was suspicious that all these boys came from the same family. Some extended family tree in Europe that bred skinny, awkward, ‘philosophical’ boys who only had sex on their deprived minds. Boys who wanted to become men by fucking girls while not thinking about anything except the breasts in front of them and the vagina that was just like a smaller, squishier hand, pleasuring them.
When it was over, he kissed her, and she could feel his jawbone digging into the side of her face as he crawled to her right and closed his eyes, sighing deeply.
She didn’t say anything, and was aware of the breaths next to her that became more relaxed and rhythmic. She couldn’t sleep. The blanket on top of her was thin, and she was cold. When she grabbed for the comforter, her hands found Ben’s glasses.
Running a finger along the black, square rims, she thought about the small scar on his shoulder and the matted brown hair that was attracted him to her in the first place. She glanced quickly at her sleeping partner and did something she had never done previously. She put on his glasses, almost biting her lip in a glee of after-sex piracy.
There was no difference in vision.
The first reaction had been confusion, and removing them to check. But she tapped the lenses quietly and let out a chuckle.
Just regular plastic.
When he woke up, she was gone.

Two months later, standing in front of a group of business day trippers out on lunch in another café, she repeated her story.
“This was a flaw that I loved. I could not see him after that night because I was reveling in my epiphany. He wanted to be an individual, and purposely wore weird clothes to seem that way. I even had sex with him because of it. But I couldn’t stay with him because underneath his insatiable post-teenage lust the person I linked him with being was just another poor boy wanting another chance to be accepted. I was not the person to be with him if he that was what he wanted.”
They all looked at her like she was incredibly out of it, wondering what this tall, nearly bald woman (or was she just as old as the boy in her story?) was rambling on about. It wasn’t a poetry reading, and no one was in line behind, waiting their turn. She was just speaking, but she was no comic.
“What do you do?” One of them inquired politely after the show.
“This.” She motioned around her. “I am just another creature on Earth, struggling to find happiness. Are you not, also?”
He put his coffee back down on the table and straightened his back, facing her.
“You are out of this world.”
“Our conversation is reminiscent of an insecure girl and a boy in the ‘60’s trying to impress the girl he likes.” She smiled. “But we are neither.”

Today, my father was home. So, we went to Best Buy and such to exchange the home theater that was damaged and buy Karaoke Revolution Volume 2 but they didn't have it, nor did Circuit City or Target, so I ordered it off Amazon.

We went to this dinner party with my parents' college friends one last time before New Orleans. And it was strange knowning that this boring tradition was at last coming to an end, as well as how much all of us changed.

When I first met her, she was in Eighth grade reading The Martian Chronicles. Now she's a sophmore at Wash U and already went through debate.

When I first met him, it was after the school picnic in 4th grade, and we used to talk. But not anymore. Now he has a girlfriend, and now... he's quite boring.

Which begs the question, how much have I changed? I don't participate as much anymore. Not sure if it's because I'm scared or maybe I've become more indifferent. Again.

Now, we're moving in 2 weeks. I'm slowly crawling out of denial. It's hard. Yeah, cliche and short, but that pretty much sums it up. It's hard time.

I've been 'grounded' from the internet this week. I may be able to talk myself out of it, but maybe not. Argh. How will I live...

Anyway, apparently karaoke revolution won't come for another WEEK. Stupid Amazon.

Well, I think you all felt my pain at the prospect of no internet.

I talked myself out of it by rolling my eyes and acting very teenager-like in general while maintaing my trademark Yue-cool. Which is also an angry indifference. Heh.

Anyway, the local electronics stores don't have Karaoke Revolution 2 so I have to wait for my stupid Amazon order which arrives 1 week before I move, so what...? >_<

This may be the very first time I've blogged twice in a day. O_O

The icon is made by Chica. Thanks a ... however long I can count before getting tired.

So yesterday I got a haircut. Whoopee. Actually I really like it.

It's short short short, sort of like Ayumi's way back when. Maybe I'll post some pics at DMB when I recharge my camera. Anyway.... today the moving company estimated that the move would cost around $3000. Damn.

Last night Anastacia and I watched Love Actually and that was the last time I'll see her for a long time, I'm guessing. It's strange because sometimes I wonder how much people really feel that they need to feel certain emotions and then become all angsty and teen-like.

I suppose that's why everyone thinks I'm so apathetic. But really, I only show emotions that I actually feel. Is that too much to ask of people?

I put up a new layout at Waterga... although I have to fix a bunch of things before it's gonna be all around the site. Hopefully once DSL is up and running I can actually... start doing something with the site.

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So yesterday I went to my old friend Rui's house for a sleepover before I move, and I've pretty much known this girl for as long as I've been in the states.

It's weird because I was thinking that we probably might not see each other again, although what difference does it make because we barely see each other on the status quo anyway. Her friends now are the exact type of people I tend to avoid now, and the people at my school really hate.

You know the type of people who just start bursting out random phrases like "By the way guys, I'm hungry" in the middle of the conversation etc.

Basically, the people who act really childish. At age 16. I hope it's not a crime for me to hate them.

Anyway, I stumbled upon the website of this gaming-semi-web-design (mostly gaming) guy from my school and his message boards are filled with people and pics of the guys from my school. That whole group of guys.

That just creeped me out for some reason. Like, wow, I'm not the only internet-obsessed person at school who doesn't t1p3 LYke d!$.

I don't like them much anyway.. but still.

I don't know what to do with my domain. I'm getting bored because of my lazyness and lack of DSL. Any suggestions..?

We're moving in 10 days.

I finally got Karaoke Revolution 2. Favorite songs as of now?

1) I will survive
2) I'll make love to you (....)
3) My Girl

I think they should make one with just oldies. I love oldies. But let me tell you what I hate.
Garth Brooks. His song 'I've Got Friends in Low Places' is impossible to sing and like VH1 said, could be renamed 'My Dumbass Friends'. Or "I am an overweight country superstar". << That one's mine.

So basically, one week left in St. Louis. Tomorrow I have dinner with Karen and Michael and the day after dinner with Ann, Alison, Natalie, and Sadie. Everyone's on vacation. *Kills them all* Err-


Interesting. Fill this out? I'll love you forever. Or until I find someone else worthy.


1. I ____ Kaolla.

2. Kaolla is ____.

3. Kaolla needs ________.

4. I want to ____ Kaolla.

5. Kaolla can ___ my ____.

6. Kaolla will ____.

7. Kaolla reminds me of ______.

8. Without Kaolla ____.

9. Kaolla can be ____.

10. Meeting Kaolla is ____.

11. Worst thing about Kaolla is ____.

12. Best thing about Kaolla is ____.

13. I am ____ Kaolla.

14. Kaolla needs to _____.

15. I think Kaolla should _____.

*humble*