I want every piece of that delicious sea-creature shaped Belgian chocolate we buy sometimes, and none of the diabetes.

Missy Elliott
She can shake her pom-pom alright. (Harhar, reference!)

Now, keeping in mind that I generally stick to small shows, Xtreme Wheels Skate Park is probably my favorite venue (aside from Kleinhans for Philharmonic shows). Simply because half of it is a stage, and another fenced off half has nothing but ramps. Quite often, band members will tease the skaters or ask them to do tricks.

It's just a fun place to be, I guess.

Gaming has sort of been in my family (read as: step-father and myself) as a way to pass the time when we're not working on something big. Unlike Papi over here in the next room though, who simply plays PC games, I am more of a PS2/N64/MMO kind of girl.

MMOs are the big addiction, unfortunately. I have over $200 worth of gPotato and Nexon cash lying on my desk, and hundreds of hours poured into making my character the best it could possibly be... something that's not quite completed on any game I've played (this includes Flyff, Fiesta, Luna Online, and Mabinogi).

A lot of people associate gamers with things like obesity (check) and bad skin (sort-of check) and lack of social skills (only on very little sleep), but in all honesty, not many people are like that! Some, yes, but not many.

In my defense, it's a vacation-only thing and is put off completely during school time. I would never dream of gaming instead of putting my effort into something that could, and will, affect the remainder of my life! Plus, it's just fun. I can't take little pixel people seriously.

I stay away from horror films in general, so I can't even say that many have scared me (then again, since seeing Harry Potter last night, I've been brainwashed). Still, I've been haunting the theaters lately, and the previews for YET ANOTHER doomsday movie, '2012', are looking freakier daily.

It might be just me, with my constant fears of death and afterlife and all, well, doomsday things, but this movie looks all too real (with today's graphics and all). Plus, 2012 is the year I graduate high school. Do I really want the world to end a few months into college? No. No, I don't.

Actually, typing this is on the verge of giving me a panic attack. Excuse me while I return to cleaning my house.

It changes, it adapts, it's instinctive. It doesn't work how I want it to. What to get?

There are two foods my mother makes over the summer, one being fruit compot. It's a home-made fruit stew, almost, with lots of boiled fruits! Consumed cold with some of the fruits at the bottom of the glass to enjoy along with the juice is pretty much heaven in a glass. My favorite is strawberry, by far, but we've done cherry, raspberry, peach, and apple before.

Artsy Stuff.
So a lot of my moods are reflected more so in my sketchbook than anything else, with my wee little scribblins. I think it'd be good to remind myself about my art and how I put myself down all the time, thinking I wasn't improving (and then, upon looking back, realizing that I was). This would also be an homage to my obsession with Prismacolor pencils, and I would probably shove a data CD in with the better parts of my digital portfolio. And, maybe, if I felt particularly nostalgic, I would place a few of my school art projects in there. Even if they do leave a bad taste in my mouth sometimes.

Music Stuff.
Another strong, strong passion of mine is music, so naturally some of that would go into my capsule. Perhaps a picture of me with my violin (endeared further to me by the name, 'Baby') or a few of the hairs from my bow. Also, I wouldn't mind making photocopies of some of my orchestra music, or purchasing some extra Suzuki books to use as mementos of what I worked on during the hot summer months. And, for the hell of it, why not toss in a chromatic tuner!

Though, while we're on the topic of music, I don't suppose that tossing in a Copeland CD would be a bad idea. Maybe my other two favorite bands (Anberlin and the Decemberists, in no particular order) would have to lie in there for forty years as well, and an iTunes track listing.

Lit Stuff.
I love, love, love reading. There would definitely be a nice stack of books in my time capsule- what I consider the best and the worst. The Twilight Series would be one of the first things in there, and hopefully coating the bottom of my capsule, just so I can laugh at my blatant distaste for the series past the initial nostalgia. Otherwise, I may be compelled to reread them. Jones' original Howl's Moving Castle novels would be one of the first books I'd consider for a more positive image of my reading list, as well as Artemis Fowl.

On a more creative level, my orange writing notebook from last year. That would DEFINITELY go there. Mayhaps even a few copies of the school newspaper. I do that too.

Report Cards.
Simply a memento to how much I dedicated (or sometimes, didn't dedicate) to school work, and how much I stressed over it.

Personal Mementos.
My 'memorabilia folders,' photo albums, my diaries, a letter to myself with my hopes and aspirations at the time being, my frustrations, likes, dislikes. Maybe some photographs of things too precious (as well as illegal, or simply impossible) for a time capsule, like the necklace I have left from my deceased grandfather or pictures of my friends. A few of my daily to-do lists, some letters from my friends, postcards.

Well.
Lunch at my school (sorry that the map fails to get specific) is pretty much a multi-ethnic rhythm fest. We've got the gangsta boiiz banging some ... sweet-ass beats on the lunch tables, then we've got the hardcore musicians in there with their guitars sometimes, and watching the back group playing hacky-sack is always fun. Plus, my table sometimes enjoys some Bumblebee Games and definitely some BS or Go Fish or Rummy.
Then you've got the disapproving guardians, or my Geometry teacher (God bless Mr. V) who just like, chills with kids and makes funny jokes at them. I don't like my school sometimes, but I'm definitely gonna miss lunch next year when I'll be in Art instead. :C

I just enjoy coming home to our downstairs couch and taking a nap, or, if sleep isn't an option, generally playing my violin gets me cool. But only if it's a song I know, otherwise I get really frustrated.

OMFG by J Bigga

Packaged ramen noodles make a great meal for those of us who are broke, and for those of us who can't cook. I fall into both categories.

Our broken plasma screen TV.

Time
If a party had alcohol (or, unfortunately, drugs), I'd leave a good 20 minutes early as to avoid intoxicated traffic.