"BAM! Where's my merit badge?!?!"/ Vacuum Dance

[Sara wantedto write this "before I did anything".]
DANCE,VACUUM,DANCE(AND SARA SAYS...)
Hey, how's it going? Lizz is back, so technically "And Lizz says...", but oh well. OK, so here's the whole big confuso story. Or maybe, like I shouldn't tell you because it's like a big secrety secret, eh? One kept between the nerd brethren (and sistren) in the library. Nah, nobody reads this anyway, and those who do don't care and know how much a big weirdo XSC is anyway. That's right, with an X. He's been upgraded from E. Cheese! OK, so like, one time, we were in the library for lunch [woah, the voice in my head just started speaking with a British accent. That was weird... Oh well.], and Drew was eating Goldfish and he spilled some on the floor and was too EL STUPIDO to pick them up so they got all crunchy all over the floor-o. And Mrs. Colvin doesn't like anybody messin around, especially with Goldfish, on her turf, so she's like, "Drew. You are going to vacuum those up right now." So, then, like me and Sara went and got the vacuum, and Jonathon was being an annoying loser in the hallway outside the Algebra room. Well, technically, Pre-Al. But oh, well that not really relevant right now, now is it? That's like starting the story of how Daniel came and ruined Sara's lunch one time. Hey, you wanna hear that one?!?! Well, that's too bad! OK... oh yeah, the vacuum. So them Drew's all like psyched because he gets to use to janitor's vacuum, and then he goes and he plugs it in and he does... the Vacuum Dance. Yeah, that's right, capitalized, yo. It's more like random convulsions, but yeah, we call it the vacuum dance anyway. Think of a cross between headbanging and, um, the Chicken Dance. Yeah, it's that bad. Man, we're talking about some major major MAJOR blackmail if I had my camcorder. And then, as if that weren't enough to ruin his high school reputation if anyone knew, he stops, and screams "Bam!!!! Where's my merit badge?!?!?!?!" in that squeaky, prepubescent voice he still has. Man, he's gonna kill me if he ever reads this. But that's OK. I have a... secret weapon. It's called... TACO. And with it's cohort MILK, nothing can stop me! Mwoohahahaha... *flashlight under face* Actually, my other secret weapons name is... *beginning of Beethoven's 5th*... TOBY! No, SARA. Yeah, actually got it right that time.

P.S. You remind me of the vacuum...

I Can't Think of Anything Right Now. Sorry.

[Hey everybody, this is Sara's post, so check... it... OUT!] {yo.} [via me.]

Nice. *weird throat noise, pulls on chair with feet* Now I'm scooting a chair! *laughs* POOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *taps foot* *confuzzled face* POOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!! I love writing that. Wait, no! Let me write something.I want 2 bottles of glue to be my friends!!!!!!!! [except for that part.] Huh? *weird throat noise again, sorta like Sting in the morning ["after eight hours", said Sara.] How do I know? Just do.* *giggle giggle snort snort* Like a piggy! I love piggies! Mom: Have another chair... Sara: I only use the ones in the science room and they go like this *turny hand motion* [She's talking about blinds] Oh, sure, I'm talking about blinds. *amazed look, happy face, Sting noise*VACUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM!!!!!!!!! {and that} It was the first thing that came to mind.BAM!!!!!!WHERE'S MY MERIT BADGE!!!!?!?!?!?

Oh no! Spelling error!

My friend Sara can't spell odyssey right. She spells it like "oddity" with an "s". Wow, that was pointless.

AHHHHHH! BURNT COOKIE!

A few days ago, I went to go eat a cookie because there was like, a bunch left, and I bit into the cookie, and I'm like "Ewwww, burnt cookie!" So I threw it away. Ewwwww.

Sting Looks Really Good With Glasses.

Definitely on my list of best songs ever. But where does the chorus fit in? Seriously. "Don't stand so close to me"? What? How does that relate? Good song though.

For those with dial-up, this will take thirty or so minutes to load. Sorry about that! I feel your pain.

May the Force be with you, Police.

Thoughts on Labyrinth III: Interesting Comparison

A few nights ago, I got bored. Really bored. I decided to look up the script to Labyrinth. I found the first draft and decided to read it, because, as I said, I was really bored. It turned out to be so much more awesomer than the current film. Jareth is a lot more evil, and he's not so hinting. While still maintaining his constant sexiness. Here's a part where he's trying to drown Hoggle if he won't give Sarah the peach (I told you he was more evil.):

HOGGLE is holding on to the ledge with his fingertips. He doesn't
have the strength to hold on much longer and he looks down at the
water in mortal terror. He begins to slip just as a door opens in the
sheer rock and JARETH enters, accompanied by GOBLINS.
JARETH: Well, what have we here ... if it isn't little Piggle!
HOGGLE screams and slips into the water. He tries to struggle back to
the ledge but the GOBLINS push at him with poles, laughing maniacally.
JARETH: Did the girl decide she doesn't need you, now that she has
that beast?
HOGGLE (angry): She wouldn't do nuthin' like that!
JARETH leans over the water, laughing.
JARETH: Don't you know she could never care for a repulsive thing
like you!
HOGGLE splashes and tries to stay afloat.
HOGGLE: She does care! Me 'n Sarah is friends!
JARETH: Only until something better comes along ... and I've
definitely got something better in mind!
HOGGLE: Don't you hurt her!
HOGGLE grabs on to the ledge and the gleeful GOBLINS push him back
down into the water.
JARETH: What I do to her is my business ... and it is inevitable.
He grabs HOGGLE by the shirt front and lifts him out of the water.
JARETH: You can be with me or against me.
HOGGLE (terrified): Wh ... what do I gotta do?
JARETH: I doubt if she can make it to the castle in time ...
He leans down and speaks directly into HOGGLE's face.
JARETH: But just in case, I want you to deliver her to me.
HOGGLE: Never! I'd rather die!
JARETH sneers scornfully.
JARETH: Then so you shall.
He drops HOGGLE back into the water. The GOBLINS shriek with delight.
HOGGLE goes under and comes up sputtering.
HOGGLE: Wait!
JARETH was about to leave. He turns back to HOGGLE, a look of
amusement on his face.
HOGGLE: I gotta know what ... what you'll do to her!
He splashes pathetically in a desperate attempt to stay above water.
JARETH: I will do what ever amuses me ...
He reaches into his cloak and brings out a perfect peach.
JARETH: All you have to do is give her this.
He tosses HOGGLE the peach. HOGGLE catches it and immediately the
water starts to recede.
JARETH: You've made a very wise decision.

I told you it was different. The bubble scene is also much different. And the ending is like, woah. OK, that's the best description I could find.

Link to the original script.

[Doesn't Really Need a Title]

Aw, pshaw. Like that would ever happen. I would get in so much trouble. Man, that part would suck.

May the Force be with you, anonymous people.

One More Purple Plastic Crocodile is Dead Because of Me...

Today I wore a hideous yet awesome purple mock croc jacket to school. You know, the kind that makes a plasticy noise when you move your arms. The kind that you wouldn't wanna wear out in the sun because of the shine. The kind you find in a second-hand store. *crowd throws rotten vegetables* All right, all right! That was bad. But I did get it at Goodwill. Needless to say, more people insulted me and gave me weird looks than they have in possibly all my life today. YES! New record, man. It would be a pretty good day if some people *cough*DOMINICK.*cough* would stop petting my sleeve. But that's okay.

May the Force be with you, all you poor Nagahide crocodiles. (Sounds like the name of a band, doesn't it?) And Dominick.

Thoughts on Labyrinth II: What's With the Whip?

Link to "Thoughts on Labyrinth: God, Sara, You're So Stupid!"

The character Jareth played by David Bowie in Labyrinth is definetely an evil dude. But one would consider him the intellectual villian, not the kind of person who would torture people in the basement of his palace. I have no idea as to if the Castle Beyond the Goblin City even has a basement, but that's OK, you get the picture. {The Alamo doesn't have a basement either.} Well, he might lock them in one of his oubliettes, but he won't torture them firsthand. Then I want an explanation as to why he carries a whip around for most of the movie. I think the only scene in which he doesn't have it would be the "Dance Magic" scene. What's up with that? Did they just write it in because they thought it was sexy? (Well, it kinda is, but oh well.) Help me out here!

May the Force be with you, Mr. Goblin King, sir.

{Kinda brings to mind "SexyBack", doesn't it? Or is that just me?}

Yet Another Disturbing Resemblance

Anyone remember "Holiday Rap"? You know, MC Miker G and DJ Sven? Of course you do. I mean, who can resist some good ol Dutch [or, as I say, Hollandish] rap? Well, yesterday, I got bored and I decided to see if they looked like they sounded. DJ Sven did. And he also looked a lot like someone else I know.

On the left is a picture of my great-grandpa Starkovic and on the right is DJ Sven. Weird, huh? I just hope I'm not related to the guy.

May the Force be with you, great-grandpa Starkovic and DJ Sven.

[And if you listen close you can still hear... "...We are going on a summer holiday, if you want to go, yo Sven, we're going to London and New York City and we take a little peice of Amsterdam..."]

Link to the first "disturbing resemblance"

Link to the second "disturbing resemblance"