oh_Maki_oh's Xanga

Monday, November 13, 2006

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 03:33:30 GMT

hmm, so i went from 24 to 2. you all suck.

brad's show wasnt far from amazingawesomeness. he's so talented.

man, i love life. =]

and i love rebellious acts. haha.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Wed, 08 Nov 2006 22:04:22 GMT

i love how i got 24 comments on my last blog, but really only five people commented.

so yes, in reality, just like i thought, not many people still use xanga. poor xanga. i used to say "x- anga" but now i know it's pronounced "zanga" but that's stupid, because if they wanted it to be pronouced "zanga" they should have just named it "zanga" and not "xanga". why do i keep putting things in quotations?

so my boyfriend has a show on saturday. excitednesssss. :) hearing him play makes me happy. he plays really well.

i bought hair dye. my hair is going back brunette. brunettes are sexyhott.

okay, so i've been thinking about alllllll the people that i've met while in highschool, and i've realized that already so many people have come in and out of my life. people i thought i would never part with are already gone.

so now i have a story to tell you:

i was thinking about my friend dani the other day. more specifically, i was thinking about the time we journied into the vast forest behind the school, and came across a gentle-flowing little stream, better known as the Yellow River, and decided we should try to jump across it. luckily, i pulled my weight and barely made it across without falling in. but dani was not so fortunate. as soon as she realized she was going to fall in she reaches out her arms for me to save her, and unexpectingly, i turn around and see her flying at me. i feel her grab me, and i realize we're both about to drown. the only thing good that came out of it, besides us NOT drowning, was that we couldnt go back in the school because we were soaking wet...

that is probably one of the best memories i have to date. she and i sat around laughing so hard for hours. i remember my stomach hurting so bad because it was by far the funniest thing to ever happen to me.

i live for those moments when i laugh so hard i can barely breathe.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Mon, 06 Nov 2006 21:28:17 GMT

So I found out today that people still use xanga. hah. after i thought the world of myspace and facebook took over... i'm surprised.

but i bet i wont get any comments considering i havent writen in here since forever. who still uses this, hmm?

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Thu, 09 Mar 2006 12:49:57 GMT

I'm very bored, and have decided to tell you all one of my many adventurous stories.

I was once abandoned on an isolated island with my two best friends, Heather and Tommy. it wasnt an intentional doing, for we were shipwrecked and left with nothing besides canned goods with no can-opener, which frustrated us all very much. the island wasnt very welcoming... it was green, but reminded me of a pineapple. yes, pineapples arent green, but their surface is rough and spiky, much like the land on the island, hence a pineapple. we found rather quickly that it was nearly impossible to manage any kind of crop on it, so we dug deep holes. why? well, this short side story is rather interesting in itself, so i'll tell you.

We once dug a rather deep hole (I'm not sure what motivated us, but Tommy thought it'd be useful in some unknown way in the future), and when we had finished digging, we had dugged up something similar in appearance to..a watermelon. we all looked at it, and pondered whether or not to taste of it. what if it was poisonous? we all instantly arrived at the conclusion that either heather or i had to taste of it, because Tommy, being THE male, needed to stay alive just incase we werent ever freed from the captivity of this giant pineapple in our life time; we would need to reproduce in hopes of keeping our names alive.

Of course, I didnt want to be the one to taste of such a discernible calamity whence, no less, was from the ground, but heather, in her wrong mind, discarded herself from the job as well. this could only mean one thing: we needed to see who was better at roller skating, but where could we find a rink in the middle of an abandoned island?

Tommy is truly a genius, for he reminded us that roller skating and swimming with sharks were very similar, of course. Anyone who could roller blade well should be able to tame a shark with great ease, and so heather and i set ourselves to the task.

I won.

this was no surprise to me, but after i had done my celebration dance, I began to feel bad. I couldnt leave heather to partake of the unknown fruit herself, if it even was a fruit. I told her i would eat it, and she should listen to me because i had won the contest and this was my will.

I approached the monster-of-a-digestible-product with great poise, and breathed slowly. this task was no easy one(as you can tell, it wasnt poisonous, for i am typing to you now...but I didnt know this at the time). Once I had cut it open with my sia, the one I constantly carry in my back pocket, I discovered that the inside of this watermelon-type fruit was filled with cookie dough, which is, btw, an Egyptian delicacy. i was overwhelmed with excitement. i could become rich off such a discovery! I decided to withdraw this information from my fellow...fellows....for not knowing was of no consequence to them. ohhh, the stomach ache that hit me so suddenly!

Surprisingly, Tommy is a very perceptive individual. He immediately realized that i was baffling them with bull-shit (my mother used this expression the other day, which was shockingly hysterical...and so it's only fair to include it somewhere in the story). of course, I denied it completely, but he soon won my heart over and I couldn't resist his inquiry any longer. Once told, he was perplexed, and then proceeded to tell Heather of the discovery and my plan to get rich was trodden. But this is the reason why we began to dig holes, A. to find this watermelon-shaped cocoon of cookie dough and B. to eat. It's the only way we survived on that island.

So moving on...here I was on an island with no one else in the world except two bafoons, I mean friends. It was a hard 3 years of my life. I found out heather was really a pedophile but she couldn't help it. Youthfulness is just a highly attractive quality to her, and Tommy really doesn't like cheese. It took me awhile to get over the latter, but eventually I decided that I couldn't let it hinder our friendship. So we all clung to each other, built up our self-esteem, and pressed forward towards technological advances and ending world hunger. The only possible way to do this was to go in search of someone on the island. Now I know I told you previously that this was an isolated island, but that was out of ignorance, for we discovered a rather dreadful creature, something along the lines of a cross between a fish and a man. I say this because he looked like a man, but smelt of fish; however, we did not let his appearance deceive us. Tommy and he became acquainted quite readily. I think it was because Thomas needed someone of male specimen to confide in. whatever the case may be, they became good friends.

the fish man became known as john motes because we couldn't understand his native name of johansonwabbithisaboob moapenistoes. So John, Tommy, Heather and I traveled across the island and unwillingly came across a rather odd...sorceress thing, who claimed she was our queen. This came as a great shock to john, who had lived there all his life, for he had never voted for her as queen and I could understand why. As he began to question her, she told us to shut up, and then proceeded to stab us with little pointy sticks. This irritated heather greatly so she and I gathered a bucket of water to dump on her, and lo and behold! She melted. We took pictures so we could have evidence of this phenomenon, and I had planned to steal the pictures once we got back to get rich, but hush. You know nothing of it.

I'm sorry. I'm sure by now you're wondering if this story even as a point. Well, to be blunt with you...no, it doesn't. if you've read this far already you cant blame me for not giving it a point. Actually, I take that back. This story does have a point, and it is that it's impossible to discern one's true intentions. Yes.

So to quickly summarize the remainder of the story, john stole some of the sorceress' potions, made a boat out of one of those ridiculous watermelon things we discovered, and we then sailed all the way to Egypt to get some recipes, then sailed back to the beloved grounds of America where we met up with our families. So then john and heather made many babies, Bill Gates proposed to me, and I decided to not take those pictures, but then also concluded that money wasnt what made me happy in this world. So Tommy and I moved to Alaska where we plan to live happily ever after, practicing our own form of martial art (which focuses on the extensive entwinement of two bodies), and manufacturing straws made from fossilized mushrooms that we discovered in a cave, and all is well with the world.

ZE END!

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Sat, 18 Feb 2006 15:24:57 GMT

OHMAIGAWD

soooo, I have the flu.

I have a 102 fever, and have lost my voice from coughing so much. it hurts.

this is definitely NOT fun, and it was the last thing I needed considering I'm already behind on some things in school...and it seems like it's just impossible for me to catch up.

This is basically just a warning to any of you who may be around me sometime soon, or who were around me this past week.

*sigh*

and I had anticipated plans this weekend...

like yesterday, for instance, I wanted to go to the homeless shelter with my friends from church. I heard it was a life changing experience to see how (not intended to be offensive) the "other side" lived, and that the way the people acted was completely unexpected, for they were extremely kind, and welcoming. My friend said her heart just went out to them. she wanted to do something more to help them out, and to get involved.

I really wanted to go, but I couldn't because the last thing I'd want would be to get one or more of them sick.

anyway...that little story didn't really have any relevance other than the fact this sickness has ruined my plans, and has put my life on hold once again.

I should just rot away somewhere.

are you getting sick of reading yet?

no? good.

I'll just keep rambling then.

did you know... that I can do anything with my tongue? yes, it's true. well... obviously not anything, such as writing, or something else absurd like that, but anything that's the normal "can you do this with your tongue?" I can do it! jealous? I thought so.

okay, I'm done with the rambling. I'm tired...

...bye.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Sun, 12 Feb 2006 16:52:45 GMT

So i painted by beautiful long nails green, which i thought was pretty retro untill i took it off.

.....

becausemynailsarenowstainedyellow.

gross. (which i believe should be spelled grose. it makes more sense)

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 22:57:10 GMT

WOW It has been 4-EV-R since I last updated. I dont know why the sudden urge to start again came over me, but it must be for a reason, right? So, I guess I'd like to know how everyone's doing. Tell me three things that have happened to you since the NEW YEAR. For me, it's been...*ponder* I've stopped biting my nails all together, and heck, that wasnt even a revolution! ..but that's not the point. The point is it that i now have beautiful, long nails that I can use to scratch you with if you do something mean to hurt my feelings. hmm, I'm also completely back to blonde. yeah, i think i like it MUCH better. "yeah, Mackenzie...it really fits your personality!" ohhh shut up. :) annnnnnd let's see... i.....hate......math. yes. since Christmas I've been near-failing math. BAH. it can go to Hell, and suffer in all it's brain-twisting glory by slowly burning away into complete nothingness. i'd laugh in amusement at its pain. i know, harsh. but i mean c'mon! it just makes me gjkfgjd;sa!!! ... okay i'm over it. well, cant wait to hear back from ya! <333 Me

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Wed, 21 Dec 2005 03:14:39 GMT

Christmas is almost here!

I hope every one of you has a fantastic Christmas.

I'm leaving for Chicago tomorrow morning/afernoon, and I'll miss you all very much, especially my ...lil lovesnuggle bunny hahaha, Chris, I was JK. don't get offended....you're more like...a....tiger. ...*rarr* hahaha. aww.

ANYWAY, hope you all enjoy this break.

Remember: The True reason for Christmas isnt the fact that you get presents. It's giving, sharing, and loving. It's taking time to remember our Savior's birth, and how much He loves us, and all He's given to us.

-Maki <3

p.s. Chris, darling... I love you.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Fri, 09 Dec 2005 16:39:59 GMT

"For what shall it profit a man, if

he should gain the whole world,

and lose his own soul?

Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?

Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation; of him also shall the Son of man be ashamed..."

-Mark 8:36

Take pride in the Lord; give Him your all.

p.s.

I love chris. <333

Monday, December 05, 2005

Mon, 05 Dec 2005 23:12:33 GMT

Heather Benton is amazing at taking photos.

these are only a few. but isnt she amazing??!?!?!?!?!!?. :)

the end.