Megan fail.

Soooooooo, as you know I'm in the middle of a move. Ok well actually we're done with the old house, but we have boxes and bags around the house. So yesterday I attempted to do one of these jumps 

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Bad idea. My foot got caught on a bag, and I fell flat on my face. I'm sure it must have been hilarious to see. But I was too busy crying to notice. You know for carpet, that stuff was surprisingly very hard. I swear it must have had like hardcore cement under that thing! So now I have a massive band aid on my knee. Only the right one though, I think that's where I landed. The left knee is scratched up too, but not as bad, so I didn't need one for it.

Looking back now, I laugh.

We get the keys tomorrow

For our new house. I'm am so excited! We're not done packing yet, but we have until the end of June to be out. We're pretty dang far along though. I already have a bedroom and a bathroom completely done. And the other rooms have a bit of stuff but I've packed a lot of what's in them. Like my room is almost done but I have a tv in here that is too heavy for me to move, and so there is the dresser under it that I can't move because I can't move the tv. And I have a couple of boxes and some other stuff in here. Our dining room (I use the name loosely, we've never actually used it as one) is filled with packed boxes. Tons of them. Keep in mind, our house is massive and filled with lots of stuff. So I'll post some pictures of the house tomorrow (hopefully, and if not then soon), we won't start moving until my mom gets off of work tomorrow night, so I may be a bit too busy tomorrow - or by the time we get there the lighting might not be great (outside) but rest assured, I will get pictures eventually. :)
And with that I bid you adieu.

A grad party story

So I went to a graduation party yesterday. It was my friend Jonathan's (aka Corey's cousin), you know, the one who always teases me by sending me the cat videos and pictures on facebook?
Wellllllllll Since I've been crazy busy with all the packing and cleaning (We get the keys this wednesday :D ) I haven't really had time to like head to the mall and get a gift (because it's like a half hour away and I don't drive!) So I was thinking about making a joke gift for him, something that wouldn't take too much time to do, something like a picture of my cat in graduation stuff.

And at first I was just thinking about it, and I was like nahhhhhhh. But then I told Corey about it, and he said that it would be really funny if I did do it. So I was all "Ya ok"

It took awhile, and a lot of bribing Allegra with Kitty treats, but we finally got the picture. We took a few others but they weren't so good, like she'd be moving and the cap would fall off or the diploma wouldn't be in the picture, or it would just be blurry. Then at one point she knocked the cap off and it broke (it's a plastic cake topper from my cake last year that I found at my dad's house, the same with the diploma) so I had to tape it back together then we finally got our shot.

 

She wasn't too happy about it, but I was. It was so cute! So I printed out the picture and was so excited to frame it (I bought a little frame from the dollar tree, but it was nice looking not cheap). So I was letting it dry a little to make sure it didn't smudge when I put it in. Then I left the room to go talk to my mom, and when I came back Allegra was attacking the picture! She was biting it, and had drooled a little bit and smudged it. And I was all "Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo" (I don't think she was too happy with the picture). Then I told her, just because the picture was of her, didn't mean she could attack it. So I had to print out another one. But I watched this one more closely. So then I framed it, and wrote out a card, that said something like "Since you always share pictures of cats with me, I thought I'd share one with you" Among other graduation-y things. :p It was funny :D
So then I wrapped it. 
And the next day I went to his party and when he opened it (well I wasn't in the room I was upstairs, but I heard something about "cats" and "Megan" So I ran downstairs to see if they were opening presents- they were) and I started laughing because the look he had... Priceless. I made Corey take a picture.

 

bahahaah. I totally got back at him, and now everyone knows it. And everyone kept commenting on the cuteness of Allegra. So double win!



Also I guess him and his brother were having a sort of battle, so Jonathan and my boyfriend's brother would run into Jonathan's brother's room and run over to the radio and turn it on full blast then run out, and it was on some sort of mexican music station. (I guess Collin- Jonathan's brother had done something to them earlier in the day so that's why they were getting back at him). Then they'd run out, and he's be all "STOP IT WITH THE MEXICAN MUSIC!" And at one point of time they did this with me around so I then responded by asking him (pretend) angrily what he had against the music of my people. So anyways when Collin left, they boys decided to like mexican the crap out of his room, :p So we went down to the creepy basement and found the Sombrero and blanket then we went to Collin's room and they set up a youtube channel of mariachi music, and the same with the alarm radio, and a boom box? Then I was all "Don't you have that weird dude?" Because I knew the had the manikin head thing that they've used before to scare people. So they ran out of the room, grabbed him, and dressed him like this. 

Oh also they changed his computer background to a mariachi band picture.
It was pretty funny. Those crazy boys.
So like the whole party we could hear the mariachi music blaring, it like made my day. But the first time Collin came home, he didn't even notice it! And when he did the next time he came home, he didn't react at all. Let down. :p Oh well it was still fun.

My sleeping schedule

As of late, has been pretty off. I've been staying up till four of five most day, and sometimes up until about seven or eight. So the other day I thought I could fix this by staying up all night, and that way by the time night came around, I'd be completely wiped out, and ready for bed. So I did it. But then sometime between eight to ten I fell asleep and woke up around noon. But by the end of the day, I was pretty tired. So I went to bed around 1 or 2. A sort of normal time for me. Then around five in the morning, when my mom gets up to get ready for work, I was awoken by her dog peeing in my doorway. So much for getting sleep. So I yelled at my mom that he was peeing. And she was all mad, but not because he went to the bathroom inside, but because she didn't let him out in time.

You see, Rex, aka ^This guy^. Was recently fixed, so he's on this medication that makes him eat and drink a lot more. Which in turn means he has to go to the bathroom more. And since my mom goes to bed around nine, and gets up around five, that's like eight hours he has to hold it. So then we decided that I'd let him out in the middle of the night. So now around one or two, I let him out to go to the bathroom. Which again doesn't help my sleeping schedule, because it makes me get up and go do something instead of just laying there, but I don't mind so much. I'd rather have to let him out at night than have to clean up after him in the morning. But I guess we only have about a week or so of this medication left. I look forward to the day I no longer have to get up in the middle of the night, and go out in the cold Oregon weather, and wait about five plus minutes for him to be done.

A hard day's night

So at the moment I'm watching it, and I can literally only understand like half of what they're saying. They, at times, have very heavy accents. But I'll keep watching it, because I love the Beatles :)

Today's rant-ish?

A lot of the time I feel like an only child. Let me give you some background knowledge first, I am not an only child, I am in fact a middle child. I have an older brother, and a younger sister, both of whom live with my father. And as I am the only one who lives with my mother, I feel like an only child. At times I greatly enjoy this, I don't have to fight with anyone over the tv (to play my xbox, of course), I can stay up late partying (and by partying, I mean having xbox parties), I always get the front seat, I can get whatever I want, within reason, my mom is a lot less willing to give into my than my stepdad though, whenever he's around (he works a long ways away from us) he's always trying to get me everything, and anything, for example when we went to visit him last summer, we stopped at payless to get my mom some sandles I believe because she only packed shoes, and it was very hot, I saw some heels and I tried them on, and I thought they were cute, so my stepdad said I could get them, but I said I didn't need them, I already have a ton of shoes, and he was all "ya, but yellow ones" (or something like that), and I was all "No?" and he would not give up on the shoes! So then I got them, even though I clearly did not need them. Not like I didn't like them, but still. My mom says he likes to spoil us, to give us all we want, because apparently as a child, his family didn't have a ton of money, and he's had to work since he was a kid (he's around 50 something now I believe), so since we have money, he didn't want us to not have things. Or something like that my mom said. Not that I'm hating! And actually, as spoild I make myelf sound, I'm not too bad. I don't go around demanding things, expecting to get them, then getting said things. I very rarely ask for things, more times then not it's all "Oh Megan, look BOGO at payless!" "But I don't really need new shoes." "Well let's just go look." Then somehow I end up with new shoes? I'm not entirely sure how it happens, but it's happend that way before. Or "Oooooooh! Perfumainia! Let's go see if there's aanything new" "Mom, we could literally drown in the amount of perfume we have now" "Oh hush, we're just looking" *Walks out of the store three unneeded perfume bottles later*. So I don't really think I'm the typical spoiled brat. I'm more like the "doesn't really need it, but parents get it for her anyways, despite her telling them she doesn't need it" brat. But I don't always get what I want, when I want. So I'm not too bad, at least I don't think so. And I'm a pretty good judge of that type of thing, also when I'm being unfair or mean, I can recognize that. Sometimes it takes me a while, but I realize what I've done, and if it wasn't nice, I'll apologize for it. I feel like there was a point to this, but I can't entirely remember it.
Although being a faux only child isn't all it's cracked up to be. I am quite lonely a lot. Because most of the time it's just me and my cat, and my mom's dogs (my mom works during the day, and I'm home then). I often find myself talking to my cat for some sort of companionship, And for the most part she's pretty good about not being a jerk or ignoring me. She'll sometimes meow back, it's cute. So I definitely miss having my siblings around. I don't know how only children do it, though I guess since they've not experienced (I'm only guessing here) what it is to have constant companionship, they don't know what they're missing. Also I have to do all of the chores by myself, at least when we lived together, I had two other people to help me clean. Now it's just me.
Well I guess I will end this journal now, and go try to play them sims medieval again. :) Goodbye all
PS. You should try the sims medieval if you haven't already. It takes a bit to get used to since it's not the same as the other sims, but once you get it, it's awesome!

Moving soon

And I couldn't be more excited! :D
Aside from the fact that we're leaving this terrible, way too big for just the two of us, house. The new house isn't too far from where I live now, so it's not too bad, and the house is cute (I've only seen the outside, I slept through the meeting thing we had to see the inside of the house, but my mom tells me it's nice), and it has a fenced in backyard which is nice. And the best part, I think, or I guess the part I'm most excited about is the catio! I'm in the process of convincing my mom to let us put one in the backyard. Right now, she's pretty pro it. Just in due time. We have a lot of stuff to do before we install it. But my cat will be excited! She always is trying to sneak outside, then when she manages to, she gets in cat fights! And we don't like that! This way she can go outside and be safe! :D She'll love it. We know she wants to go outside and run around and all that, but we don't want her to go outside and keep getting hurt. My sister's cat is an indoor / outdoor cat (at my dad's house) and one time he was outside and got in a cat fight, and then he got a scratch and it got infected. And he had to get the cone of shame and this whole leg surgery and it was pretty expensive, and he didn't seem too happy about it.
Anyways, so I'm excited about the move. Also I get to paint my room this time. I'm thinking a pastel yellow, on three of the four walls, and having my main wall be zebra print :)
And those are my thoughts for today.

Blogs, eh?

I never thought I'd actually get one! I used to think "I have things like facebook, and roosterteeth for that kind of thing! Why on earth would I need to go out and make another thing that I'll have to keep up to date".
But my brother just recently made a blog ( http://chavezvideogameblog.blogspot.com/ ) and in order to comment it said I had to sign up, which I didn't have to do the first time I commented, but that's ok. So I signed up and figured, "Hey, I'll give it a shot". So here I am. Giving it a shot. Metaphorically that is. I hate all things medical, shots included, it just freaks me out like no other. So be patient with me guys, I'm new at this.
:D

Introducing, Me!

Well first off, let me say thank you for taking a peek at my little blog.


My name is Megan, and here are some things you should know about me:

-I love cats. I have a cat named Allegra. That's her. She's my baby.

-I also love my xbox. That's him. Though he now has a much better and nicer looking holder.
-I'm not very patient.
-If life were like a game, I'd be an elf, and a rouge. I just love elfs, I find them so beautiful, which definitely played into my extreme love of Fenris. And as for the rouge class, there are always locks to be picked, and sneakyness to be had, so it just works for me.
-I love video game romances (I could make a Fenris reference here, but I won't. Wait, that was one. Dang.)
-I'm sorta a dark person, not like "Oh, I have so many problems, I hate everything" but like if you give me the choice between black and white, about 99.9% of the time I'll pick black, it's my favorite color! I just always pick it, if you look in my closet most of the clothes/ shoes I own are on the dark side of the spectrum.
-I prefer coke to pepsi

I totally just took that off another blog I did for Roosterteeth

Maybe I should sleep now. It's getting close to 5 am.

But I will be back people :)