Japanese version of Evanescence?

Okay, skipping the lyrics and everything cuz I'm spazzed out.
I feel like I've found a Japanese version of Evanescence...
I only know one of their songs, but it sounds Evanescence-y to me.
Its called Lacrimosa. Evanescence has a song Lacrymosa...
???!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Here, listen http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFUs65fE0a4 Lacrimosa by Kalafina.
Does it not sound faintly Evanescence?
Or does Evanescence not sound faintly Kalafina-y? ( I dunno who came first )
I plan to look them up and listen to more of their songs.
Rianna is spazzed out.
I shall be going now before I explode my brain.
Bye.

Anime and heterochromia iridum

I am the strange, the desolate, I am possessed, the second guessed, I am indecent, I am the treatment. The secrets have spoken, we are the broken http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jkyv9V824NY
First off, anime. I am becoming more of an anime freak, though not as obsessed as some people I know. I am now into Black Butler as well as Soul Eater[I believe is finished unfortunately D:<], and Hetalia, both Axis Powers(over) and World Series(of which I need the next season dubbed). I'm only on episode 12 but I'm loving it. Especially Grell. And the Demon Hound. And everyone. The ending song is what brought me to the band, Stars In Stereo, that sings The Broken(see link above). I believe they are on tour with The Used, but they still aren't getting much publicity on YouTube... But back to anime. All this freaking anime makes me want to learn Japanese. So I want to learn Spanish, German, Korean, Japanese, and American Sign Language. And so I pay much attention to the beginning song, and am learning a bit. I'm not sure where Black Butler is going, if its something like Soul Eater or if it's more like Hetalia, but I am enjoying.
To the second subject of this blog: Heterochromia iridum. I'm sure some of you are like "The fuck is that?". Heterochromia iridum comes in different forms and can happen for different reasons. There is complete heterochromia and partial or sectoral heterochromia. Heterochromia can be inherited(genetic), or caused by many different things, for different reasons(acquired), injury, certain eyedrops/conditions(like glaucoma), and problems with pigmentation. At least, that is what I've gathered. I might be wrong, I am not a scientist. But I still have not told you exactly what heterochromia iridum is. Complete heterochromia is when the eyes are two different colors. Partial or sectoral heterochromia is when one eye is two different colors in itself, if one segment of the eye is a different color. Central heterochromia is when there is an inner ring surrounding the pupil and a different color, the true eye color, on the outside.

Complete heterochromia

David Bowie's heterochromia may just be the dilated pupil

Sectoral/partial heterochromia

Central heterochromia

Here's two peoples with both complete and central heterochromia

she looks like she's about to sneeze...

Heterochromic cat

When I was younger, I went to this camp and I had an Irish councilor, she used the name Lasso. She was a complete heterochromic. One brown eye and one blue-green eye. I was obsessed with her eyes. I later learned she loved My Chemical Romance and she became my second favorite councilor ever. I wish I had heterochromia. I think it'd be freaking awesome. I think heterochromia is beautiful. 

I have some anime to watch now! And some pictures of heterochromia iridum to stare at. So I'll leave this dreadfully long blog for anyone who happens to read it. Bur-bye. 

Spazzicle

Now that I'm finished with that book about my trip to VT, I can start up with my lyrics again.
11 tracks is not enough http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q43bbM0KuSo A thank you goes to Mish for that one.
So today, after track, had to have the car jumpstarted, and we hit up the library. We have 60 books checked out right now... After we finished up our business at the library, we go outside. There's a helicopter, and an unmarked outside. So I start messing around, screaming, I read the sign! (this sign

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We pull out of the parking lot and there are six unmarked, three marked, and the copter is still out there.  So I start freaking out. This be me: "I DIDN'T MEAN TO READ THE SIGN! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! I SWEAR!" and then when they were still there, some following us and a few up ahead, I duck down in my seat. still screaming. "I'M NOT THE PERSON YOUR LOOKING FOR! I'M JUST A... JUST A... I'M JUST A TURTLE! A TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLE! NAMED MICHAELANGALO! I LIVE IN A SEWER! WITH A RAT AS A MASTER! I DIDN'T MEAN TO READ THE SIGN... I mean.... I DIDN'T READ THE SIGN! I SWEAR!" And I spazzed like that almost all the way home. So yeah, in case you haven't already noticed, I have some issues. 

So we get home, the kids have their dinner and go to bed. I wasn't hungry enough for dinner, so I got a snack size popcorn bag and stick in the the microwave. Halfway through, the power goes out. My mom is yelling at me, so I had to go down to the basement and into the spider room and flip the switch. Power comes back on, but I only have half a small bag of popcorn, so I eat that, reset the clock, turn off some unused lights, figuring the power outage was because we were using too much at one time, and put another bag of popcorn in the microwave, and, guess what! No, the power did not stay on. I had to go flip the breaker again. I made sure it was in place, turned off all power sources we weren't using, reset the clock again, and tried to finish microwaving that bag of popcorn. Power went off. Again. I'm not using that microwave again today. 

Warning: Do not look at the sign above. I claim no responsibility for any trouble or harm or legal standings that may come to you if you choose to read the sign. You read it of your own free will.

Here ends this post. THAT WAS A LIE! I will end this post with a song! Excalibur! Excalibur! From the United Kingdom, I'm looking for heaven, I'm going to California! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNPvUmQ56t0 Here ends the post.

Vermont, 8th day/Leaving

I'm tired of talking about this trip, and you're probably tired of reading about it, but I'll finish it off. If you're starting here, don't, go back to day 1, do not pass go, do not collect $200. So started off early, packing quickly, rushed. Got everything in the car and went over to the McDowel's(the Canadian's). We said our goodbyes, gave hugs, then my Nana decided to take picture. Millions of pictures. Of the house, of them, of us, of us with them, and every combination in between. Then we say bye and hug again. As we were doing a final check of the house, Maryanne comes over to help with folding sheets we used. We finish, say goodbye, hug again. As we're putting stuff back in place and putting the sheets away, Mark comes over. We had been giving some of my Great-Grandfather and Grandmother's stuff away. So he chooses stuff for himself, for his brother, and for Rhina. We say goodbye and hug. Again. We were supposed to be on the road an hour before we left. As we're leaving, Maryanne runs up with a pin, assuming its mine. It wasn't but I took it anyway. And we said goodbye. And got out of the car. And hugged. Again. We head up to Newfane Hill to say goodbye to those people and to drop some stuff off. Halfway there my Nana realizes that she forgot that stuff and turned around and went back. Got halfway there again, and almost ran out of gas, so we turned around, and went a quarter of the back and got gas. We finally reached Newfane Hill, got out, peed, said bye, then talked. And talked and talked and talked. Then said our goodbye's and, say it with me, hugged. Again. And then my Nana had to have pictures of everyone. Family's, individuals, groups and every combo imaginable. Then, you know its coming, we said our goodbyes and hugged. Again. Then we actually got on the road. At one in the afternoon. We had planned to leave by nine. So an hour later we stopped for lunch. Of course, everyone had to pee which made it all the longer. Had sandwiches from the cooler. I took a nap before we stopped, and when we ended up going again, I picked up a book. Ender's Game. Read it through, cover to cover, in 2 maybe 3 hours. Riveting book. Having finished Subject Seven at home, I picked up The Memory Palace. Not my usual genre. Still not finished with it, but I've made a dent. Its a good book, but its a challenging read for me since I never really read non-fiction, and thats what it is. So that was pretty much my trip, I'll stop it here. Next post shall be about a spazz I had today and a microwave. Until then, don't stray into the tractor beams, make sure your zipper is zipped, and don't hit on big men with tattoos on their butts.

Vermont, 6th and 7th day

July 7th: Woke up, don't remember what time, and went to the Second Chance Shoppe that was two doors down to look for a cover up and shoes, for later that day I would have to wear a dress. -.- Anyway, found a cover up, did not find shoes due to wide feet. Went to an outlet shop in Brattleburro and found shoes. Yuck, and then my grandmother decided I needed a strapless bra. Even more yuck. So I had to go through that process and was glad to get out of there. Then, for lunch, we went to the Dam(n) Diner. I had 3/4's of a 'Zesty Chicken Sandwich', which happened to be amazing(my brother threw a fit and got rewarded for it, pissed me off) and met Erin, her son, the geekiest fucking bastard I've met, all of 10 years old, Will and her husband who's name I forget. Next big thing that happened: My Great-Aunt and Uncle's 50th wedding anniversary. I put on the strapless black dress and everything that I'd bought to go with it, all unwillingly, pretty much fighting to keep it off. But nope. Got in a car and went to this fancy ass restaurant. Had some soda and cheese and mingled with relatives before it actually began. Saw my 1st cousin once removed Mark, wearing regular clothes and almost stabbed him with a toothpick, it pissed me off so much. The one good thing about that dress? Had a cute guy check me out. Through a window though. We finally went in to where we were actually eating. We ate, and I hated myself and I hated the dress, and I had people taking pictures of me and I hated that, then I almost stabbed Mark with a fork, then I almost set his hair on fire. Almost killed my sister. If anything, that dress made me more violent. Then we had dessert. They gave us sparkling apple cider and we made toast(had toasts) and stuff. Then they had the cake and made old people make out... But the cake was amazing. Then relatives started taking rapid photos and my mother had a panic attack cuz of the flashing lights. Went home late as hell and my sister fell asleep on my shoulder. I punched her head. Got in trouble. Went to bed.
July 8th: Woo! So I woke up at 6 freaking 30 AM, but for a good cause. Went to the common with my aunt and her dogs and stretched. There I was met by Dave, Maryanne, Rhina, and Erin. Mark was supposed to be there, but he had a hangover. Erin joked that we should be called team We Eat Hills For Breakfast. We got in the car and drove to Three Dot Pottery Barn where we parked. Then we began to run. Up Grimes Hill, then onto Newfane Hill. Now Newfane hill is actually a small mountain. I ran maybe 1/2 to 2/3's of the way up and walked the rest. Made it there in a little under an hour. And I'm talking steep uphill climb for 5 miles. And I was ahead most of the time. Dave stayed with me and Erin was helping Maryanne and Rhina. Maryanne and Rhina are the slow ones. Erin probably could've whopped all our asses and Dave said he does 5 miles an hour. So technically I did pretty good. We didn't run all the way up the mountain, just to the house. Then Erin ran back down the mountain and up again. We joked that she ate hills for breakfast, lunch and dinner, or appetizer, meal and dessert. She just smiled. Then we drove back down with Stephan and his car, picked up Maryanne's car and went back to out respective houses. Then, after I showered and changed, we went back up to the hill where I was then surrounded by old people I didn't know. I wrote a bit of my story, had dinner, then went for a walk in the woods where I proceeded to pick up about a bazillion frogs. I couldn't help it. They were so cute. After we came back, I went swimming, then went home and slept pretty well, on a blow up mattress instead of the couch bed cuz my Auntie and Uncle came in. These are long and boring... sorry. So I leave you now with a few words of Rianna wisdom: Don't read the sign.
Keep your gun close and your boots tight and die with your mask on if you have to.

Vermont, 4th and 5th day

July 5th: Uh, nothing really happened, lol. Went to the hill, went to the pool, went through the motions, probably ate some food... Yeah.
July 6th: Nope, nothing happened here either. Well, except I met hot, non-annoying 2nd cousin who doesn't know she's hot. Her bro Sterling had already been there, with their father Chuck, another Dave, and a Stephan and a Star(yes her name was Star) and I don't feel like getting into how they're related so... yeah. Oh, and Forest and Jordan arrived. Forest is a nice nature loving girl(2nd cousin) that I hung out with 2 summers ago, but she didn't like me cuz I was a little kid, and Jordan... well, I call him Jesus. Because of his hair.

Vermont, 2nd and 3rd day

Woke up early Tuesday, June 3rd, because my mother and grandmother had decide to have a debate the next room over, and there were no doors on the first floor, except for the bathroom. Rolled over, went back to sleep. Woke up again because of siblings, got up, decided to kill them, but instead had my Nana try to force me to eat breakfast. I informed her that eating that early made me sick to my stomach and she finally left me alone, told me to change. I went into the bathroom to change and notice there was no window, just a screen. Felt awkward getting changed. Went to store with my Nana in Brattleburro, and it took almost half an hour to get there. During that time, our engine light came on. Afterwards, went up Newfane Hill, said hi to my Great-Uncle Buck and Great-Auntie Carlie, the whole reason we were up there, and went swimming. The Canadian's showed up, and Conner decided to swim around and throw me in the water and piss me off. After we'd gone home, I got informed that I needed to run, and that my cousin Maryanne was willing to take me running with her. Said okay, then got anxious that she'd be way faster than me. Maryanne came over, took me over to the Canadian's house to change, where Conner was having a blow out with my Great-Auntie Buff and his dad, Mark. Mark informed me that I had to have a slice of this ice cream called 'Wattamelon Roll', but I told him I couldn't eat before running(I just don't like watermelon) and Maryanne came out. Mark told her that after the run, she had to make me eat some of it. So she took me outside, where we both sort of stretched, and then we started running. It turns out she runs super-slow. I could almost keep up by walking. We ran(she 'ran', I kinda sorta jogged) 4 and 1/2 or something kilometers, which translates to two miles. Saw a deer. Saw a squashed chipmunk. We were running in the road and at one point I almost ended up like that chipmunk. Got back to their house, and Maryanne made me have some "Wattamelon Roll'. It was fucking amazing. Walked back to my house, took a shower, and started reading Subject Seven by James A. Moore. Read maybe 2-3 chapters and fell asleep.
Woke up early again July 4th. Got changed quickly and went to a fair/parade. Had to talk to some "Uncle Frannie' guy who isn't really a relative but he sends us some damn good bacon and syrup every year for Christmas. After the short parade(the only part of which I enjoyed were the old cars) we walked around the fair stands. I got a black dreamcatcher and then I found something that I became immediately attached to. It was an eye. Well, its this green eye on a chain and it looks amazing. My cousin Stephan calls it my evil eye now. So anyway, I begged my Nana to buy it for me, saying I'd pay her back (it was $10 and I never did pay her back) and after 10-15 minutes of begging she got it for me.  Then I had to walk around with my mom and she bought a dress that was supposedly one size fits all(though I could tell it wouldn't fit her). Then Conner decided he wanted to ride in our car, which meant Mark had to go too, so I got kicked out of my car, and had to stay there. Luckily I got stuck with Rhina, Maryanne, Ben and Dave, which wasn't so bad. Dave took Ben around and I walked around with Rhina and Maryanne. Tasted some amazing jelly/butter spread stuff. After about an hour of walking around, we met back up with Dave and he bought everyone fresh lemonade. It was amazing. That was about it. We went up on the hill and swam and planned to set off fireworks, but then we had a storm and there were no fireworks for Rianna and that made Rianna sad. Other days to come soon. Until then, I leave you with this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j2GS49itnGk

Vermont, 1st day

Woo! Back from Vermont! Survived a week with minimum internet, and actually enjoyed myself!
Some bad things about Vermont: Too many bugs, 1annoying 2nd cousin, 1 very hot 2nd cousin, 1 1st cousin once removed that insisted on taking pictures of me, 1 scary great aunt.
Some good things: I think I lost some weight, some very fun relatives, 1 very hot 2nd cousin, had time to start a new book, had time to finish books...
Okay, let me go back... how about I tell this in chronological order.
July 2nd: Woke up early, bleck, and got into the passenger's seat of a car full of annoying siblings, drove to Alexandria to pick up my Nana. While driving to pick up my Nana, my brother barfed. Out the window. My mom gave him a plastic bag, and he proceeded to barf in that. While picking up my Nana, we all got out to piss, and then while some other people were peeing, I had the honor of hosing off the car where my brother had barfed. Then I had the pleasure of helping my mom rearrange the trunk to fit in my Nana's stuff. Then I got back into the car, and got told I had to sit in the back seat. At first I was a bit pissed off, but I moved things around and had the whole back seat to stretch out on. So I stretched out and took a nap. Woke up to my siblings screaming at each other and some banjo music in my ear, and got given a bag of goldfish. Pleased with my goldfish, I settled back in with my iPod blaring in my ears and a book. The book was Divergent by Veronica Roth. Hoping to high hell that I didn't get carsick, I began to read it. Finished it 3-5 hours later, along with my whole bag of goldfish, plus a lunchable. I felt fat. I needed to pee, and I needed Insurgent, the next book in the series. Didn't have it. I pulled out another book. (I had a DVD player and the Lord of the Rings trilogy but the plug for the earphones didn't work and my mom wouldn't let me play it out loud.) That book was Withered, by Lauren DeStefano. Not the usual genre that I read, but I didn't find that out until I opened the book. The back cover said something about knowing exactly when you would die and about a plague that killed girls at 20, males at 25. Turns out it was more about being abducted by a rich dudes grandfather who'd escaped the plague and sentenced to being the rich dudes wife with 2 other girls. But it turned out to be a pretty good book. In the middle, we had a pit stop and I gratefully relieved myself of the liquid in my bladder. When I was almost finished with the book, we stopped at Wendy's for dinner. I ate a Spicy Chicken sandwich thing and felt fat. I shouldn't have eaten it cuz I hadn't been hungry, but it looked amazing. We arrived at Vermont 30 minutes after I had finished Wither and was writing in my other stories. It was 9 or 10 at night. After we'd unpacked the car, two people I didn't know and one I vaguely recognized showed up at my house. It turns out the two that I didn't know were cousins. One was my 2nd cousin Maryanne and one was a 1st cousin once removed, but not blood related. Her name was Rhina. She was the fiance of my 1st cousin once removed Mark, who was also not related by blood as her was adopted. The one I had vaguely recognized was my Great-Auntie Buff, who is one of my most hated, scary relatives. But since they came over, we had to go meet more relatives. So we walked past the pharmacy, past the fire station and into their house where I met Ben, 4 but looks like he's 2 and the politest little thing I've ever met, very pale, blue eyes, and very blonde, reminded me of my friend Nick except way young. He was the son of Maryanne. Then I met Conner, 2nd cousin, cute, 15, but an Aspie (had Asburgers syndrome), not blood related, acted like he was 8 and was annoying as fuck. Then I met Mark, 1st cousin once removed, not blood related, funny guy, kinda cute but 30 something, used to have drug issues, but is okay now, fiance of Rhina, kept trying to get pictures of me. >.< Then I met Dave, Maryanne's husband, Ben's father, graying man in good shape, who is a high school wood shop teacher. They were all from Canada. Which happened to be a bad thing because I picked up on their accent later and am still catching myself saying 'Eh?' once in awhile. Finally went back to the house we were staying in, the Denison house across from the hospital my Great-Grandfather built, took a shower, pulled out the couch bed thing and crashed.
Great first day, eh? SEE! I'M EVEN DOING IT IN WRITING! I'm leaving now, going to blog about days separately now. *Adds 1st day to title* As the Canadian's say, bye!