Senior Year Begins

NOOOOO! WHY, CRUEL WORLD?

We just barely learned that Juan Gabriel died... and we had tickets to see him in a few months. No, wait. October. As in, just a little over a month!

I just... I was so excited to see him. I've become more of a fan over the past few years. This hurts almost as much as when Michael Jackson died.

On that depressing note, I guess I'll finish with what happened last week.

My mom woke me up early on Friday, because we were going to a lunch at my dad's work. Well, they actually did it in a park, but it was all his coworkers and their families.

Before that, though, my mom decided that we should go visit Elenita and her family, since we would be pretty close to our old neighborhood. Well, old-old-old neighborhood. Everyone but their dad was there, so that was pretty fun.

At this point, it's pretty weird to go back to see old friends and old places, because we usually can't do that. It was nice to talk with all the siblings, though. And I got to teach Elenita how to play Go Fish!

The lunch was actually quite good. There were 9 Japanese ladies who worked in the same company as my dad, and (according to my dad) they spent the morning making tons of sushi. Like, 6 different platters. Big platters. (They also served burgers and hotdogs for those who didn't like sushi.) I got full on one plate, which was a little disappointing, because I wanted to eat more!

It seems like all my dad's coworkers are nice, so I'm happy he doesn't have to deal with buttholes every day.

After that, John came over for dinner. Do you remember a while ago that a man named John stayed at our house for a night? He wanted to visit and have some good food. (I mean, my mom does make good food.)

I thought he'd already found an apartment a long time ago and such, but it turns out he hadn't. He's been living in the homeless shelter this entire time while searching for a home. He told us about a few of the freaky things he's seen there. But despite all that stuff, he's actually been a pretty good sport about it, and is still happy that he's here. I guess he quite likes Utah, even though he's not in a particularly great situation right now. I'm really, really hoping things work out for him. He's a great guy.

The day after, an old family friend had a birthday party. I have no idea if I've called her by her name here yet... But I know I've mentioned how a few Winter Breaks ago I spent time with her daughter while she talked with my mom. The daughter had only been 3 or 4 years old at the time, but now she's more like 7, I think. She probably doesn't remember me, but I immediately recognized her.

Turned out a bunch of people from the first church ward my parents had attended when they moved to Utah were there... And I only recognized 2 people (because I've seen those two quite a bit sooner- one was my sister's friend, and the other went to our old-old-old ward, the same as that of Elenita). Some of them had known me as a baby, so they were as weirded as I was to meet again, except they actually knew me to some extent and I had no memory of them whatsoever. Oops.

Last Sunday, we came to a missionary homecoming instead of usual church. My sis arrived near the end of his talk (she had been on a trip with her friends, remember?), and after that we went to his house, where they held a little backyard party. It was so cute, and the food was decent, but it was weird because we didn't know absolutely anyone except the returned missionary himself. He was one of the missionaries in our ward in Oregon, so he was pretty happy to see us. He seemed happy in general, actually. In my opinion, at least.

Yay, finally done with last week! Now this week... Oh boy.

My first day of school was last Monday, which also simultaneously marked my first day of officially being a high school senior! AGH! I can say I'm grateful, at least, that I didn't begin at a new school yet again. (Well, technically.) Since I'd come last semester, I now felt more like how a senior should feel: like they actually know what they're doing.

It's pretty weird, though, how I feel like I'm doing less actual schoolwork... And it's not lack of having things to do. It's because my concurrent classes started. (That means I'm not in the high school as often because of being in the community college instead.)

My first day of my college classes was on Wednesday. I left for my class way early because of being so anxious about it. I've gradually pushed back the time that I leave to go to my classes since I don't wanna waste that much time.

I got real worried, because I'd completely forgotten about the fact that every college class in existence has a textbook. One that you usually have to buy. For a lot of moolah. Before I'd wasted too much time looking online for options on cheap books and stuff, I was reminded by my sister's friend (one who actually caused a lot of drama on the trip, which was not fun for anyone) that my high school was doing a thing where a student paid a $50 book fee, and then could just borrow one of the school's copies of textbooks for any and all their concurrent classes. I ended up doing that. And so I could get all my homework done on Friday. Oh, thank goodness.

I'm not totally sure about my classes- English 1010 and Physics 1010- or, I guess more importantly, my teachers. I think I feel a little better about my English teacher even though we haven't done anything beyond the introduction to the class.

I think I've already found friends (or at least potential friends) in both classes, fortunately. In Physics, my new friend is James, and... it's kinda weird that he's almost twice my age. And we're really different. (As we found out, when we chilled together after class- yes, me, actually chilling with a friend outside of school! For over an hour!) Not just in age, but... it appears in values and mindsets. Have you heard of French people being in "open relationships" and stuff like that? Yeah... Apparently, he and his wife are like that.

So, I guess we'll see how that friendship goes. I really hope he doesn't go around trying to convince me to "be more open-minded" because of being raised in a Mormon household and stuff. I just wanna be friends and not argue about things like that.

In English, it turns out I ended up in the same class as a bunch of other concurrent students. One of them has been acting pretty nice to me lately, so I'm thinking we might end up partnering for things in the future.

Beyond my new classes, I still have to finish FinLit (I've already finished two more assignments, I believe) and my last semester of PE. Remember how I was freaking out about trying to test out because of the running portion? Before the test, my mom came with me to talk with her (my mom prefers to do that when I have to talk with a teacher or counselor, since she thinks they take the matter more seriously with the parent around), and the PE teacher was perfectly fine with me just doing exercise logs instead of the classes! So I no longer have to worry about the test nor the classes! *hallelujah! hallelujah!* It appears we'll just do walking, maybe a bit of dancing on the weekends... Stuff like that. And once I've completed all my logs, then we'll consider once again doing martial arts classes. (The point is that I'm worried about my chest, but martial arts sound very aerobic, so doing that for my logs would sound like we were lying... I mean, yeah, there's some heavy stuff, but there's also a lot of breaks and taking turns and stuff in the classes, so I feel like I can handle them. The teacher might not think that, though.)

Okay, enough about school! (Note about present time: I once again feel pretty dang sucky after eating fondue, and I just sent Carter a pretty decent list of some of the songs I listened to a lot in 10th grade.)

For the YW activity, we went to the Church History Museum. We saw the "First Vision" film again, which was amazing. It's impossible to not be in awe nor feel the Spirit while watching.

What I thought was weird was that the only thing I remembered from the dream I had either the night previous or the night before that was that I had ran past a tiny exhibit in a big building- I think it'd been reminiscent of a part of the Anthropology Museum in Mexico, but Dream Me had registered it as being part of the section in the Church History Museum about the prophets... And what I find weird is that, since we'd gone to the missionary homecoming, I hadn't even known we would be going to the museum until the day of, when I received a text! Crazy, right?

The friend I'm writing QQ with- have I actually given her a codename yet? I either haven't or I've called her Liz, most likely- gave me a proposal to a new fic we could work on together, but this time in the Black Butler fandom. Basically, a few years ago she read an interesting one-shot, and asked the author if they were going to continue it. They said no, but were like "You're welcome to continue it, though." So now, she's thinking maybe we can try it out.

I'm pretty worried, since it's more of a drama, I think, and I don't have much experience with that (unless VH counts as a drama...?). Plus, Kuro is not one of my main fandoms. I have watched all the anime, yes, but I understand the whole sequence of events less, and haven't even attempted to write for the characters before. I'm willing to at least try, though, so I'm starting to rewatch the anime again. (And Liz insisted that I should read the manga, too, so I plan to check out the first few books out from the library as soon as I can.) I guess we'll see how that goes.

So I began with the anime again (I'd first watched it in, what, 8th grade?) yesterday, but only had time for 2 episodes, because my sis then made me change it to Prison Break (dang, the second season of that show has been really messing with our emotions), and then we went to eat at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Usually, there'll be more family than that, but it ended up just being us. The conversation was pretty different because of that.

It broke my heart to see how sad my grandma and grandpa are about their kids who are inactive in the church. Honestly, I think most of my aunts and uncles are inactive, even though this is supposedly the Mormon side of my family, and have been for quite a while. Near the end of the visit, my grandpa had sincerely expressed to us how thankful he is that me, my mom, dad, and sister have continued to be faithful and active in the church. And, well, I'm thankful too.

(We learned that my grandpa liked being in classes with lots of girls when he was a teenager. We also learned that a simple way to make peaches and cream is to slice peaches, then pour French Vanilla coffee creamer on top. It worked surprisingly well, but you have to be very careful about how much creamer they use, because that stuff is not good for you.)

The rest of the day I pretty much just spent on my phone in my room... There was an hour and a half of working on QQ (which didn't bear much fruit, honestly), then a bit of a YouTube binge.

At one point, I checked my emails, and I realized something when I looked at one from Wattpad- that was where I'd seen "Adelaide". It's part of Wattpad's address. I think seeing it several times in the emails made the name grow on me, which is why, once I spotted "Adeline" in the baby name lists, I took a liking to it. *the more you know*

Last thing to happen was that I ended up finding a Peanuts Character Maker (Get Peanutized)- just like the Powerpuff Me! But no one knew about this, even though it's adorable!

I tried to make myself, so here are the results:

I'd be somewhere in-between these two, I think.

Okay, I think that's everything (finally). Bai!

Character Development

(This was all written last week except for the last few paragraphs.)

Hellos worlds!

I'm currently playing "Cough Syrup" on loop since other songs keep getting stuck in my head that I'd rather not have stuck in my head right now. *silly shrug*

I can't believe I forgot to mention last week that I saw (most of) Kung Fu Panda 3, and loved it! I was more into it than most of the kids there, I think. (It was cool hearing some of them speak Arabic.) They were showing it in my neighborhood with a projector against the wall of the building I live in, so we could literally see everyone from our kitchen window. It's a great movie, just like Broranges said!

After the last post, I contemplated on Adelin and Merritt, and tried to figure out what they looked like. I now have a pretty good idea of both in regards to looks, but I'm still having a hard time with personalities.

If you thought I stopped the gross iPod doodles a long time ago, you're wrong. (Though, admittedly, I rarely do that nowadays.)

For some reason, I thought first on what the two looked like as little kids first rather than as young adults. I had the feeling that, even though Adelin (or Adelyn, as I'm now considering of changing the spelling to) sounds sweet, this character would actually be a little more into darker colors (particularly black and red) than anyone would expect. She was still cute and girly, but she liked also wearing gothic colors despite that. I guess, with those characteristics, she sounds somewhat like a young gothic Lolita, but it's not quite there.

I then had the idea that, for whatever reason, she decided to upcycle one of her favorite childhood dresses into a shirt when she was older. This is the really bad attempt at representing a few of the ideas to accomplish that:

It's a lot easier to understand with the pencil drawings I did after these doodles:

As you can see, the style of the dress is now clearly not a kimono (that had been on accident... it seemed weird to make her unintentionally look Japanese when she's actually not), but the form is still different from how dresses usually were. I wanted the point to be that the dress had a very loose-fitting design, thus making it easier to make it look decent in the future.

I figured maybe the reason why she does this in the first place is because he lost a lot of her precious possessions in a disaster, like a fire or flood, and a few things from her childhood were all that survived. And, well, maybe she has a really hard time letting go of the past, and wants to carry it around somehow. (Does that sound familiar? *wiggles eyebrows while holding up Ed's pocket watch*)

So yeah. She does some cutting and sewing and all on the dress, successfully makes it a rather unique shirt, and then just wears dark blue skinny jeans and combat boots or something like that. I felt like she should probably have metal somewhere, like an extravagant piece on her arm or just a necklace- likely gold, not silver- but I'm not quite sure on that. I also had the idea that Merritt might've given this thing to her, which is why she treasures it so much. (Yep. I think they have known each other for a long time.)

As for Merritt, I think he was actually kinda a rich kid, but wasn't really a big fan of that fact. He generally just did things to make his parents happy, like dress how they want him to dress and be polite, but he had moments of rebellion, like refusing to cut his hair or go to fancy-pants parties.

That's as far as I know, though, really. I just don't know what he'd be like when he's older. Like, he'd probably still dress kind of nice because he's too used to that, but wouldn't do everything he was forced to do as a kid. But he's also more mature than Adelin/Adelyn, so it wouldn't be like he's a rebel without a cause it something. He's frustrating me.

This is him when he's older, because the face for that doodle actually came out decent. (The other's so bad I don't dare to show it. Yeah. That bad.) His hair was once blond, but it darkened into brown over the course of his childhood.

I'm too lazy to crop my pinkie out.

He's a bit of a chubby kid. That goes away when he's older.

Alrighty, now onto the actual week! Dang, I took a longer time with that than I expected I would... The fact that I'm also texting Carter isn't helping.

On Monday, my aunt took us to Olive Garden, supposedly as a late celebration of my birthday. I don't think me, my mom, and my sis had ever gone to that restaurant. We liked the food a lot more than we thought we would. The plates were also HUUUGE. I was overstuffed with just half of my pasta (and I'd been ordered to finish my soup before that arrived, so how I even managed to eat that much...).

I finally got to the most recent episodes of Adventure Time and RWBY. Just like Carter had said... Dang, the third season is pretty dang dark. AT had quite some interesting episodes of varying genres, like usual, so I'm glad about that. They also revisited some important events and famous episodes from a long time ago, so that was cool. I plan to rewatch the episodes about his flower arm, because I just never really grasped what happened with that... But it was still kinda cool. (Martin isn't, though. He's never cool.)

The day after, my sis went on a trip with some of her friends to St. George, and just came back today... As expected, they did some fun stuff, but there was also a lot of drama with one of her friends. I'm secretly a little happy I turned down the invitation to go with them...

I noticed something really odd. At some point that week, I didn't really feel inclined to read fics... And that was a little disconcerting because I basically always want to be reading fics. That meant my boredom meter rose. A lot. I kinda coaxed myself back into reading a few at some point, and now I'm back to my normal self. Is it bad I feel relieved? People who don't understand the greatness of fics probably would've been glad that I stopped!

Though I guess it's good that I was a little less inclined to read online, since it meant I was more inclined to read actual books once we got a few new ones at the library. Among what I got, there was:

Kagerou Daze. I'd seen a clip (in an AMV) of one of the characters in this manga's anime adaptation, which is what inclined me to check out the books. They actually have a rather interesting premise, so I plan to continue with it.

The Kane Chronicles: The Throne of Fire Graphic Novel. I'd read the first of the graphic novels years ago, so I was pleased to see that this one had come out. I think what annoyed me about the second and third book in the series, though, is that there is technically, like, a dozen people Carter and Sadie are taking care of, but very few actually get any spotlight on them at all. We just know their names and place of origin. It felt kinda pointless to be saying that was part of the Kanes' lives, but not actually ever focus on that? I mean, I think it'd be cool if another book came out that was more like slice-of-life of everyone in the Mansion, and we could learn about everybody and what they do.

Kasumi. Yet more manga. I'm a little more unsure about this one. It's cool, but the background (being straight-up magic) is not as appealing to me as that of Kagerou Daze. But that's just personal preference.

Okay, I'm just gonna post this now so I don't lose this work, as so often happens when I type this up on my iPod. The rest of the week shall be talked about in the next post.

Trying Out for Lake Topic

Hello world!

I've been 17 for a week now, and I'm a little surprised that I've apparently adjusted to the idea quickly. All of that freaking out beforehand feels a little stupid now. Not that I didn't know it was already stupid while I was freaking out.

One of the first things we did was spend a final day with B, C, and D before they moved. It mostly consisted of playing more Wii games with B and D and then watching Corpse Bride with them. They'd never even seen The Nightmare Before Christmas! I felt like their lack of Tim Burton needed to be remedied, and Corpse Bride is my and my sister's favorite movie from him. Ever. Unfortunately, everyone in the kitchen was being really loud, so it was quite difficult to hear the TV, and I'm not sure how well they did with following along with the story, even though they put the Spanish dub (and I also added the Spanish subtitles when it proved difficult to hear, but it was annoying that the audio and the subtitles didn't match! Both were correct, of course, but still said the same thing in different ways, and I wish they wouldn't do that). I was more pleased with the dub than I expected I would- the voices were actually very similar to the originals- but I still wish they would've been okay with the original English because they should probably be practicing understanding English anyways and I love being able to hear the British voices when I know they should be British.

The next day was quite exciting, because we went to Hot Topic (I know, we go there a lot more often than we used to, so it's nothing new) and got some really sweet stuff! I now have another Alice in Wonderland dress- but this one's completely modest at the top and has no black! It's mostly white and light blue, actually. I always feel weird about wearing a lot of black, even though it's been slowly invading my closet because we get so much stuff from Hot Topic. This is a dress I can wear a lot more while the weather's hot.

We got a dress for my sis, too (which she seemed to like, thank goodness), and then two other unexpected but very awesome items: an FMA T-shirt and Batman combat boots!!!

Okay, you don't know how long I've waited for a decent Fullmetal Alchemist shirt to appear in that store, especially when I saw an old photo some girl put up that was of a blood seal shirt they used to sell. They've finally come around and brought that one and another shirt back! (As sick as the blood seal is, I just didn't think it looked right on me. And so, I tried out the other, and I felt a lot more confident about it.) It's finally my first piece of official FMA apparel, and I'm just in love with it. (♥♥♥!) I couldn't wait any longer and wore it to a trip that I'll talk about later.

(I usually wouldn't expect myself to go for one of the images you see the most in this franchise, but it's crazy easy for anyone to recognize, it's the coolest FMA shirt I've seen in person, and it's crazy comfy! Surprisingly, I haven't seen pictures of this shirt on the internet... Even though it's one of the most obvious designs to make...)

Hot Topic's really been on a roll this year. I've just gotta say it.

The other item is a pair of combat boots we found that have Batman's symbol on the side, but it's not too in-your-face. It's just kinda like a guy who greets you all chill-like when you spot him in the crowd, not a fangirl who is screaming her head off the moment you look in her direction from a mile away. ...That is seriously the first comparison I could think of.

Combat boots are cool, but have never really been my thing, ya know? But my mom was agreeing they were pretty cool and added that they'd be very useful for the winter. For years, I've just used Ugg-esque boots from Payless, and I wear them out quite a bit. I honestly don't remember if the ones I currently still own actually fit me. And, well, these look a lot cooler and would serve their purpose a lot better due to their material. I'm hoping I'll make good use of these or otherwise return them before it's too late...

What made this even better was that getting all these was quite a steal in comparison to their original prices. I had a birthday coupon that would take $10 off (see? being on their email list really does have a few benefits!), plus some stuff was 30% off anyways, plus the boots and the dress for my sister were from a part of the store where the second item just cost $1. We paid about $75 and saved what, 40-50 bucks? A third of the total price slashed off. SCORE.

So those are my newest possessions, which I've been considering to pay at least part of with my own actual money because I feel so bad that I've just tucked that money away for years and never used it when I could've, and so my parents buy everything for me. I should've been helping out a lot sooner! I'm just so "What if I'll actually need this money one day?" since I have no job to regain what I used up in my bank account. My mom pointed out I might be going to Comic Con, and so I could just use my own money for that instead. But now I'm not even sure if I'm gonna bother with going, even though I wanted to for months! Ugh.

Speaking of, my debit card arrived in the mail. That means I'm another step closer to adult-ing. ...I still haven't activated it, though, because it requires talking over the phone. (With that sentence, I think I just fell three steps behind.)

So remember how I said that I wore my new FMA shirt on a trip? My mom's old friends (they used to live with us for a time, and had a really old Schnauzer, and now they have a young Boxer) wanted us to go with them to Bear Lake. I was kinda skeptical, because I couldn't even think of anything I'd want to do at a lake, but it turned out one side of the lake had a beach. Quite a nice beach, in fact. And the water was very blue and beautiful, which I didn't expect to see in our part of the country, honestly. The weather wasn't being all that great, though; there was some heavy wind at some points, and the sun kept only peeking out from behind the clouds before hiding behind them again. So, I was cold most of the time.

When my sis and I headed out to the water, I think we had a lot of fun together, despite being cold in the second half of that time. It felt like we were letting go and laughing together genuinely for the first time in a while. I feel like I say that more than necessary, but my sister and I do completely different things from each other usually. Since my sister is an adult and likes to socialize and go on dates and travel, she's out of the house a lot. Besides watching a TV show together (lately, we've been watching Prison Break), we just chat once or twice a day and every few months go dance together (but we can't talk much at a party). And both of us are stressed, often about the very same things (namely, college). We have a lot of inside jokes and chill on the same couch almost every day, but it feels like it is not as carefree as moments like when we were out in the lake in a silly inflatable boat and lounge chair, and she was teaching me how to "water dance", and we laughed when the other got hit by a particularly big wave. And, of course, we also just talked a few times, in and out of the water. (We replaced the top part of our swimsuits with our T-shirts soon after returning to shore in an effort to warm up. I thought it was funny how I'd glance down to my shirt, and it'd look like Ed was kind of glaring at me.)

Some parts of that day sucked (mostly weather-wise), and we were exhausted by the time we were home, but I'm glad we went.

We went quick to the library (but we forgot to renew the only book my mom had left at home so she could finish it, and we now have our first late fee ever! *tear*) the next day. I just got a few volumes of manga, which I finished yesterday. I read the first book for a few series (Butterfly and Black Bullet) that I plan to continue reading from, and also read the two-parter Barrage. (I'm just now realized all these titles start with a "B". How did I pull that off?) I'm not a hundred percent sure how I feel about the last title mentioned. See, I actually really liked the story itself. However, I was a little iffy about the art style and the main character. They sometimes felt a little too over-the-top to me. I guess some people wouldn't agree with me, since manga and anime are often over-the-top already. I know that! It just... I dunno... felt like it was more constant and I felt myself get irritated. I read the whole thing, regardless, and loved the short series in general. The plot is good (and actually had a few unexpected twists!), along with many other things, but it just sometimes felt like there was too much of over-exaggerated expressions on the page and stuff. (I also wish we could actually see more of the little kids. Even though they were mentioned a lot, they didn't really appear all that often.)

We went to a little farmer's market after the library, where my mom overloaded on fruits and vegetables, especially since my dad was ordered by the doctor a few days ago to start eating healthier and he's finally decided he'll start doing that. (We'll see how that goes.) My sister was in a really good mood when we arrived, despite how tired we'd all been the night previous, so I was happy to see that.

 Yesterday, we (me, my mom, and my sister) auditioned for the Luz de las Naciones program. My sis and I did our Tahitian dance, and my mom her Spanish dance (she said it was a flamenco, but I'm not totally sure...). That was all my mom had to do, but they sent me and my sis to go learn a short folklore dance with some other teenage girls and perform it for them. Remember how they have to learn short choreographies for Vegas Week in So You Think You Can Dance? It was a little like that. I mean, we only had to learn 5 steps (that were apparently traditional Paraguayan dance, since the lady teaching them to us was from Paraguay), but it was still fast-paced and a little nerve-wracking. Both my sis and I felt like we messed up at some point in our performances, so we don't know if that will mean we're in still or not.

I'd been unsure about participating, since I've never done a performance with so many people, plus the fact that it may be one of those Christmas programs that would require dancing to freakin' Christmas songs... I'd really rather not, if that's the case, because it'd no longer be about sharing the Latin culture! (If we stick around, though, and I find out we were accepted before I start applying to college applications, this could be a definite addition to the app. Saying that I'm performing in such a big event? That'd definitely prove that I actually dance and I enjoy it.)

I accidentally let myself get sucked into a website with lists of baby names a few days ago... and was looking at lists of names for over an hour... My list of favorite names that I often refer to when making characters is quite a bit longer now because of that. Oops. At the end of the day, though, two of the ones I'd actually seen a few weeks ago (and might've reappeared in the lists this time) stuck in my head: Adeline and Merritt. When I first saw them, I wasn't a big fan, but they're now growing on me... I think I might end up writing a story about two characters with those names soon. (However, I think I'll be changing Adeline to "Adelin", since that would change the "i" sound from "eye" to "eh". I feel like it's prettier if the final syllable is softer. ...But that might just be because that's the way my own name ends. I've realized that I like a lot of names that have similar characteristics to mine... And then use them for characters before I realize why I like the name so much...)

My dad asked me to look at stuff on meetup.com because we all apparently need to get out more, but... as I suspected, I can't sign up and go to events until I'm at least 18. And I'm not. Oh, father. (I found a few groups that sounded interesting anyways, though, so maybe I'll actually go to those when I'm an adult.)

I've kept thinking about HitRecord, which I mentioned months ago, but still haven't gotten around to. I'm just not sure whether I should try it out already or focus on my current writing projects (the short story has been going slow but steady) first. (Also, I'm pretty sure at this point I won't have enough ready for WFAM to write it for NaNoWriMo. I guess I'll try to be ready for next year.)

Lastly... I've been trying to drudge up the courage to text an old friend. Why is this so difficult? It shouldn't be, but it is. What should I do to just do it already?

Oh, Remember I'm Your Everything (Adventure Time Mashup)

La-da-da-da-da, I’m gonna bury you in the ground

La-da-da-da-da, I’m gonna bury you in my sound

Daddy, why did you eat my fries?

I paid for them, and they were mine

But you ate them; yeah, you ate my fries

And I cried (I’ll never forget it)

But you didn’t see me cry

And I know you just wanna give your little girl the world

But Daddy, I’m not just your little girl!

I’ve got my own life, I’ve got my own plans

I hope you understand, and like the way that I am

‘Cause I want your respect, and I wanna be here

But I can’t keep pushing this down any deeper (Everything stays)

Why do I keep trying if I can’t keep her? (But it still changes)

Every move that I make is just another mistake, I wonder what it would take

‘Cause it feels like there’s a hole inside my body (My body)

Like there’s a hole inside my heart (My heart)

And it feels like it’s gonna consume me

If I keep waiting for this thing to start

Oh, and I know you’re going to need me here with you

But I’m losing myself and I’m afraid you’re going to lose me too (Don’t you know I’m a villain?)

This magic keeps me alive, but it’s making me crazy (Crazy)

And I need to save you, but who’s going to save me? (Who’s going to save me?)

Please forgive me for whatever I do

When I don’t remember you

Now it’s gone, gone forever

But I guess it didn’t really matter when I had all of you there

Oh, when I had all of you there with me, my friends... if you’re even my friends...

Good little girl, always picking a fight with me

You know that I’m bad, yet you’re spending the night with me

What do you want from my world? You’re a good little girl

What am I to you? Am I a joke, a knight, or your brother?

What am I to you? Do you look down on me ‘cause I’m younger?

Do you think that I don’t understand? I just wanted us to play together as a-

“Bad little boy”, that’s what you’re acting like

I really don’t buy that you’re that kind of guy

And, if you are, I’d like to help you, but I don’t know if I can

I thought you were nuts

But you’re really, really, really nuts

Every time I move, you find me and start hanging around

Just another lame excuse to see me- man, it’s getting me down

You know, I’m actually glad to see you!

May I am the one who’s...

Sorry I don’t treat you like a goddess; is that what you want me to do?

Sorry I don’t treat you like you’re perfect, like all your little royal subjects do (But I don’t wanna rule)

Sorry I’m not made of sugar; am I not sweet enough for you?

Is that why you always avoid me? I must be such an inconvenience to you

La-da-da-da-da (I get why you’re mad at me: I’ve got demon eyes

And they’re looking right through your anatomy)

La-da-da-da-da (Into your deepest fears

Baby, I’m not from here- I’m from the Nightosphere)

Well, it feels like nothing was real until I met you (I wish that you would show it)

I feel like we connect and I really get you (‘Cause I wouldn’t know it)

If I said you’re a beautiful girl, would it upset you?

Because the way you look tonight

Silhouetted, I’ll never forget it

O-oh, Fionna (It’s like I’m all gummed up inside, it’s like I’m all gummed up inside)

O-o-oh, Fionna; I won’t let anything in this world keep us apart

I won’t let anything in the wreckage of the world keep us-

Well, I’m just your problem; I’m just your problem

It’s like I’m not even a person, am I? I’m just your problem

I’m gonna sing a song to you, and I refuse to make it fake (When I don’t remember you)

Let’s go in the garden, you’ll find something waiting

Right there where you left it, lying upside-down

When you finally find it, you’ll see how it’s faded

The underside is lighter when you turn it around

Everything stays right where you left it

Everything stays, but it still changes

Ever so slightly, daily and nightly

In little ways, when everything stays

When everything stays (What am I to you?)

When everything stays (To me you’re clear, transparent)

When everything stays (Maybe I’m the one who’s... nuts...)

When everything stays

Daddy, why did you eat my fries?

[In order of first appearance, even if it was just one line: "I’m Just Your Problem", "Fry Song", "Oh, Fionna", "Not Just Your Little Girl", "All Gummed Up Inside", "Everything Stays", "Remember You", "Good Little Girl" (the lyrics for this song that are italicized are rapped rather than sung), "What Am I To You?", "Nuts". I hope all the different colors weren't too confusing- I tried to differentiate as much as possible, but the choices are more limited when you want to be able to read the words okay despite being colored- and I don't claim to own any of these songs! I just tried to put them all together into one huge tribute to this fantastic show. This arrangement takes about 7 minutes to perform.]