Occurrences of a Disturbing Kind

Several strange things happened to me today. Or rather, they were not things that happened, per se, but rather things that were told to me. Well, no, not precisely...

In my Journalism class, the percent of people who actually listen to the teacher is almost nonexistent, and thus I am on the internet, experimenting with Photoshop, or playing the Solitaire Widget. Unfortunately, many of the websites which I regularly visit cannot be accessed without a proxy. Even more unfortunately still, the proxy I used (along with many other people) was blocked by the district.

Today in P.E., as we have been doing for the past week or so, we were playing Ultimate Frisbee (that seems almost an oxymoron). Suddenly, as I was walking up and down the field with my friend, a boy, whom I shall call S., says, "Hey, are you the girl that's obsessed with Harry Potter?" One might simply imagine what was running through my mind then.

I had but several seconds to think of a witty reply without leaving a perceivable pause, and thus the words that were blurted out of my mouth were: "How would you know that!"

I am sure there was something more witty that I could have said, and I ought to have just outright denied it. However, I did not, and my friend laughed. S. replied that he knows people in my Journalism class, and that I am always going on Harry Potter websites. Well, obviously I am going on them; they don't require a proxy for visitation during school. I asked him who he knew, though at that point the frisbee was thrown to him, thus leaving me hanging in an agonizing state of curiosity.

I believe the person he knows sits at my right, whom I shall call A.


After school, it being a Thursday and thus a shorter day than usual, my mother brought me to the Orthodontist. This is where the final two occurrences took place. The first, when I walked in to the back where the examinations and such take place, a rather overweight boy (I believe it was a boy) began to stare at me. It was not so unnerving at first, yet his eyes were continuously upon me. Luck did not favor me, because of course he was right next to me. More unnerving still, he watched me as I got up to have panorama X-rays done (I believe that is what they are called). I was exceptionally thankful when his appointment was over. I believe he is in the eighth grade at my old middle school, as he looked vaguely familiar.

The most disturbing thing of all, however, was something that came as an exceptional shock to me. Today, my orthodontist informed me that I ought to have my wisdom teeth pulled this summer, as they have not begun to form roots. I was also told that I only have two wisdom teeth, both on the bottom. I was incredibly pleased at this, because I knew that this would make the ordeal so much easier, and I had had six teeth pulled several years ago.

However, it was my mother that ruined it for me. They actually put you under to get your wisdom teeth pulled. I admit I cried out in fright, for that is certainly not something I wish to hear. I understand why they must do it, yet it terrifies me. On top of that, my regular dentist does not do that sort of thing, so my orthodontist referred my to an oral surgeon. My mother told me that it is actually surgery. I know that I must have it done this summer, in spite of the fact that I could still wait a year or so. The only trouble is that summer is little more than one month away.

La Belle Dans Le Bleu

Photoshop really is a wonderful thing. I know I should be posting more wordy things, but I promise that this is just a fixation that shall end as soon as my free trial ends, which is about twenty-five more days.

Here is what I have been working on today. One has a border, but they are essentially the same.

Photoshop Delights

It's really the most wonderful thing, Photoshop is. I downloaded the thirty day trial, and I've been working like mad. This is my most recent experiment, and yes, I am not blind and I know who I put in this particular blend together. Although, it did spawn an idea for an Emma Watson blend which I would like to try.
(And so I don't forget it: Link to host)

Riddles in the Dark

It has been a while since I have last posted, and now to add to that, I am on an iMac, which does not allow me to change the font size. This upsets me, though I suppose I can change things around a bit when I get home.

The reason I am posting is because over the weekend, Riddles in the Dark-Tom and I- reached over ten thousand reads. I am so ecstatic to say this!

Well, as I am in my Journalism class at the moment, I suppose I'll have to keep this very brief. Alas. But in closing, the twenty-seventh chapter of Riddles was posted yesterday, and idea for twenty-eight has been brewing in my mind since last night's insomnia.

Ah, now there we go. Edited to a minute perfection.