Thenardier tries to prostitute Cosette in the movie. Sooooooooo icky.
"Perhaps Monsieur would like her to play in his lap."
Ewwwwwwwwwwww.
I'm trying to figure out teenage boys and Facebook simultaneously.
It's proving rather difficult.
Facebook requires a better attention span.
My mustachioed friend is not-so-subtlely pushing for a "relationship".
He thinks I'm completely snowed, too, which is...sad.
There are other random incidents of miscommunication that are still weirding me out.
That, and the double standards about body hair between genders really bug me when I'm out of razors.
We washed the trailer yesterday and ate all of the church's ice cream.
But Kevin took the first one, so it's technically his fault.
And Pastor Mike took one.
We proceeded to eat half the box and many melted otter pops. Mmmmmmm...
CCU gave us a free CD, and it's...
...different.
Aaaaagh, I can't do it anymore.
I need some Les Miserables.
Or perhaps some Matt White.
Mmmmmm, poppy goodness.
I've been listening to Michelle Branch, too.
And Nathan's loving Extreme for their song "More than Words".
Have to admit, I like it, too.
For once I have nothing to say.
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Monday, July 27, 2009
Thursday, July 02, 2009
You're so vain...
Parents.
Yes, the only reason I'm alive is so I can make you mad, Dad.
You see, it's my fault the concert in Keyport ended early.
So I sat in the backseat of the car trying to make him laugh, while he explained to me how my jokes weren't funny because they were innacurate.
Yes, I know Michael Jackson wasn't an albino. That's not the POINT.
But I digress.
I'm 58 pages into Les Miserables! Yes! Only 1410 pages to go!
Crap. I'm trying to find this book I saw about the art of making playlists, but it doesn't seem to exist.
My brother and I got into an argument regarding Les Miserables.
After listening to the CD a billion times, I found it rather depressing. The peasants continued to lead hopeless lives where no one gave a crap, and most of the "good guys" die. Marius is getting married and should be the happiest man alive, but he can't help thinking about all the friends he lost and can't celebrate. He literally lost ALL of his friends. Every single one of them DIED!
But Nathan argued that, later in history, the good guys eventually won, so the musical wasn't sad at all. And Javert, one of the "bad guys" died, so not everything was bad.
Hello? Eponine is dead. Gavroche is dead. Javert wrestles with his conscience and has the chance of becoming a good man, but decides he can't live with himself after all the things he's done and KILLS HIMSELF. Thenardier, one of the villians, ends up on top by robbing people. And Valjean, the hero, a changed man who's lived a full life, DIES.
Sure, of old age, with his daughter by his side, but STILL.
It's not the kind of thing I listen to when I want to be HAPPY.
But no, Nathan berated me for not thinking of the historical context and for even being sad at all.
Ugh. He was sort of joking, but of course he thought was right.
As usual.
We constantly butt heads over stuff like that.
I'll be sad about something, and he'll be all, "Well, logically..."
Irritating.
And yet my mom gets it???
Who knows.
Yes, the only reason I'm alive is so I can make you mad, Dad.
You see, it's my fault the concert in Keyport ended early.
So I sat in the backseat of the car trying to make him laugh, while he explained to me how my jokes weren't funny because they were innacurate.
Yes, I know Michael Jackson wasn't an albino. That's not the POINT.
But I digress.
I'm 58 pages into Les Miserables! Yes! Only 1410 pages to go!
Crap. I'm trying to find this book I saw about the art of making playlists, but it doesn't seem to exist.
My brother and I got into an argument regarding Les Miserables.
After listening to the CD a billion times, I found it rather depressing. The peasants continued to lead hopeless lives where no one gave a crap, and most of the "good guys" die. Marius is getting married and should be the happiest man alive, but he can't help thinking about all the friends he lost and can't celebrate. He literally lost ALL of his friends. Every single one of them DIED!
But Nathan argued that, later in history, the good guys eventually won, so the musical wasn't sad at all. And Javert, one of the "bad guys" died, so not everything was bad.
Hello? Eponine is dead. Gavroche is dead. Javert wrestles with his conscience and has the chance of becoming a good man, but decides he can't live with himself after all the things he's done and KILLS HIMSELF. Thenardier, one of the villians, ends up on top by robbing people. And Valjean, the hero, a changed man who's lived a full life, DIES.
Sure, of old age, with his daughter by his side, but STILL.
It's not the kind of thing I listen to when I want to be HAPPY.
But no, Nathan berated me for not thinking of the historical context and for even being sad at all.
Ugh. He was sort of joking, but of course he thought was right.
As usual.
We constantly butt heads over stuff like that.
I'll be sad about something, and he'll be all, "Well, logically..."
Irritating.
And yet my mom gets it???
Who knows.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Jesus sure looks nice in that Superman T-shirt
Crap. "Les Miserables" is at the library.
All 1438 pages of it.
Aaargh.
I don't want to read that many pages!
I have 8 other series to read this summer!
And I could barely focus while reading LOTR, what with all the fighting and recapping.
The French Revolution is going to be even worse!
I read the abridged version. That should count for something.
William and I watched "Godspell" last night.
An article in A&E stated that there are two kinds of people: Godspell people and Jesus Christ Superstar people.
Not having seen Jesus Christ Superstar, I wouldn't know.
But I'm not really that into Godspell either.
It was pretty trippy.
People follow the magical horn of John/Judas the Baptist/Iscariot, who pops in out and out of windows, ballet dances, and libraries for some odd reason.
Then they all jump into the fountain and dance to "Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord".
Then Jesus appears wearing nothing but blue boxers. He wants to get washed up!
After being baptized by John, he pops out of the fountain WEARING CLOTHES!
That part threw me a little, and I stared at the TV with my mouth open for five minutes afterward.
Then they went on to act out parables in strange, unorthodox ways.
Then again, Jesus himself was pretty unorthodox in his day.
But that didn't make the movie any less weird.
The music was great. Alas, alas, you lawyers and Pharisees! "Day by Day" was somewhat ruined for me by the fact that Robin sang like a man.
I really couldn't understand how tying a man's arms to a chainlink fence while he stands on a bucket could ever be fatal. I know that wasn't really the point, but still.
And then it was as if the director ALSO missed the entire point of Jesus' death: he DIDN'T rise from the dead!
And, yeah, whoever wrote the play obviously didn't believe Jesus had, didn't believe he was the Son of God, etc.
But still. Why write a play about Jesus if you leave out one of the most important parts?
And yes, I can think of reasons why.
But it made the ending somewhat of a bummer.
His disciples decide to carry his dead body around town, while they sing merrily.
Which could be interpreted as joy because they know Jesus did good things and now it was their turn to share the good news with other people.
But if Jesus never rose...what good news would they have to share?
I also found it weird that Jesus died but Judas lived.
The other disciples didn't seem mad at all that Judas betrayed and essentially killed their Rabbi.
In the Bible? He killed himself, because he felt so guilty, and maybe (this is speculation) he knew that the other disciples wouldn't be able to forgive him.
In fact, they might even have killed him.
So he beat them to it.
Which makes me sad because he screwed up big time, but he was sorry afterwards.
Yeah, that sounds lame, but it wasn't just, "Oh dear, I regret that decision." His attitude was, "How can I live with myself after what I've done? What a terrible decision!"
So he bought a field and possibly hanged himself. There's a verse that talks about his blood and guts flying everywhere, which didn't sound like a hanging. :O Maybe the other disciples got him after all.
When the high school did "Godspell" last fall, they changed the ending and it was pretty epic. Shafer had commented that the ending seemed kind of hopeless and wanted to include the Resurrection into the script. So, in the play, Judas and another disciple placed Jesus' body in a box. While they were singing "Long Live God", they opened the box and revealed to the audience that Jesus wasn't there (they literally tore that thing apart, so it was pretty obvious he was gone).
Then, when everyone was clapping, Jesus runs out in a white suit onto the stage and joins the other actors as they take their bow.
Genius? You bet.
But carrying around Jesus' corpse works, too.
Next, to torture ourselves, we're going to watch "Bye Bye Birdie" and "Oliver!". Should be fun.
All 1438 pages of it.
Aaargh.
I don't want to read that many pages!
I have 8 other series to read this summer!
And I could barely focus while reading LOTR, what with all the fighting and recapping.
The French Revolution is going to be even worse!
I read the abridged version. That should count for something.
William and I watched "Godspell" last night.
An article in A&E stated that there are two kinds of people: Godspell people and Jesus Christ Superstar people.
Not having seen Jesus Christ Superstar, I wouldn't know.
But I'm not really that into Godspell either.
It was pretty trippy.
People follow the magical horn of John/Judas the Baptist/Iscariot, who pops in out and out of windows, ballet dances, and libraries for some odd reason.
Then they all jump into the fountain and dance to "Prepare Ye the Way of the Lord".
Then Jesus appears wearing nothing but blue boxers. He wants to get washed up!
After being baptized by John, he pops out of the fountain WEARING CLOTHES!
That part threw me a little, and I stared at the TV with my mouth open for five minutes afterward.
Then they went on to act out parables in strange, unorthodox ways.
Then again, Jesus himself was pretty unorthodox in his day.
But that didn't make the movie any less weird.
The music was great. Alas, alas, you lawyers and Pharisees! "Day by Day" was somewhat ruined for me by the fact that Robin sang like a man.
I really couldn't understand how tying a man's arms to a chainlink fence while he stands on a bucket could ever be fatal. I know that wasn't really the point, but still.
And then it was as if the director ALSO missed the entire point of Jesus' death: he DIDN'T rise from the dead!
And, yeah, whoever wrote the play obviously didn't believe Jesus had, didn't believe he was the Son of God, etc.
But still. Why write a play about Jesus if you leave out one of the most important parts?
And yes, I can think of reasons why.
But it made the ending somewhat of a bummer.
His disciples decide to carry his dead body around town, while they sing merrily.
Which could be interpreted as joy because they know Jesus did good things and now it was their turn to share the good news with other people.
But if Jesus never rose...what good news would they have to share?
I also found it weird that Jesus died but Judas lived.
The other disciples didn't seem mad at all that Judas betrayed and essentially killed their Rabbi.
In the Bible? He killed himself, because he felt so guilty, and maybe (this is speculation) he knew that the other disciples wouldn't be able to forgive him.
In fact, they might even have killed him.
So he beat them to it.
Which makes me sad because he screwed up big time, but he was sorry afterwards.
Yeah, that sounds lame, but it wasn't just, "Oh dear, I regret that decision." His attitude was, "How can I live with myself after what I've done? What a terrible decision!"
So he bought a field and possibly hanged himself. There's a verse that talks about his blood and guts flying everywhere, which didn't sound like a hanging. :O Maybe the other disciples got him after all.
When the high school did "Godspell" last fall, they changed the ending and it was pretty epic. Shafer had commented that the ending seemed kind of hopeless and wanted to include the Resurrection into the script. So, in the play, Judas and another disciple placed Jesus' body in a box. While they were singing "Long Live God", they opened the box and revealed to the audience that Jesus wasn't there (they literally tore that thing apart, so it was pretty obvious he was gone).
Then, when everyone was clapping, Jesus runs out in a white suit onto the stage and joins the other actors as they take their bow.
Genius? You bet.
But carrying around Jesus' corpse works, too.
Next, to torture ourselves, we're going to watch "Bye Bye Birdie" and "Oliver!". Should be fun.
Monday, June 29, 2009
I'm stepping through the door...
I'm sitting in a tin can, far above the world.
Though I'm past 100,000 miles, I'm feeling very skilled....
David Bowie.
Come on. Surely there's an unabridged version of "Les Miserables" out there somewhere.
My mom got the orginal Broadway cast soundtrack of the musical.
Hm. That sentence sounded suspicious.
Anyway...
I loved the book, until I found out it was abridged, and the music was beautiful.
Javert! Nooooooooooooo!
And Eponine.
Why?
She reminded me of Rebecca from "Ivanhoe" (another book I have yet to read, though my dad seems to be enjoying it).
But when we watched the movie, SHE was the one everyone was rooting for.
SHE was the one who actually DID something, rather than sit around pouting and looking Saxon.
SHE was GORGEOUS. Everytime you saw her, it was like, "Helloooooooo, Olivia Hussey!"
But no. He chooses shallow, petty, fugly Rowena.
Of course.
It just ticked me off.
And Eponine had a way better singing voice.
Josh disagrees with me about "Fiddler on the Roof".
He liked Perchyk, and considered him a "cool guy" who "told it like it was".
I thought he was a manipulative, controlling, selfish jerk who was supposedly so "giving" and didn't do anything for himself while he ruined everyone else's lives to suit his.
Grrr...
Gavroche!!!!!!! Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Though I'm past 100,000 miles, I'm feeling very skilled....
David Bowie.
Come on. Surely there's an unabridged version of "Les Miserables" out there somewhere.
My mom got the orginal Broadway cast soundtrack of the musical.
Hm. That sentence sounded suspicious.
Anyway...
I loved the book, until I found out it was abridged, and the music was beautiful.
Javert! Nooooooooooooo!
And Eponine.
Why?
She reminded me of Rebecca from "Ivanhoe" (another book I have yet to read, though my dad seems to be enjoying it).
But when we watched the movie, SHE was the one everyone was rooting for.
SHE was the one who actually DID something, rather than sit around pouting and looking Saxon.
SHE was GORGEOUS. Everytime you saw her, it was like, "Helloooooooo, Olivia Hussey!"
But no. He chooses shallow, petty, fugly Rowena.
Of course.
It just ticked me off.
And Eponine had a way better singing voice.
Josh disagrees with me about "Fiddler on the Roof".
He liked Perchyk, and considered him a "cool guy" who "told it like it was".
I thought he was a manipulative, controlling, selfish jerk who was supposedly so "giving" and didn't do anything for himself while he ruined everyone else's lives to suit his.
Grrr...
Gavroche!!!!!!! Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Monday, June 22, 2009
Prostitute? You mean courtesan!
I finally saw "Moulin Rouge", and sort of understood why everyone was (and probably still is) obsessed with it.
Sort of.
The first part of the movie sucks.
It's a blur of crappy camera work, modern music (Nirvana? Really?), and crotch shots.
And John Leguizamo.
After listening to him whine as a semi-retarded sloth and a wannbe drag queen, I never want to see him in another movie ever again.
And yet, there he was, in all his mystical, drug-addicted, midgety glory.
Then Nicole Kidman was rolling around on the floor, pretending to have an orgasm, while Ewan McGregor decided to make the situation better by singing.
But it got a lot better.
Well, after they slogged through a ridiculous performance of "Like A Virgin".
"El Tango de Roxanne" was brilliant, with all the interwoven songs, and Christian's angst, and the Argentinian giving Sting a run for his money. The choreography was great, and the way the Duke shamed Satine was tragic, inevitable, and hard to watch, but also beautiful, in a sick way.
Zidler was hard to figure out. At first, he's sort of a bumbling, stupid pimp, then he's this selfish idiot, but he really cares for Satine and he somewhat selfishly decides not to tell her that she's dying until he needs some really good blackmail, but still loves and wants her happy, even though he knows real life won't let her be.
"The Show Must Go On" killed me. It was really hopeless and all these bohemians, prostitutes, actors, etc., who act as though their jobs and lifestyles are everything, really having nothing to live for and see life as this bleak, pointless thing, but that's how it must be and the show must go on.
One of the other dancers (courtesans, whatever), Chocolat, was my favorite. He saved Satine from being raped, and, throughout the movie, he understood everything she was going through. She fell in love, but of course couldn't afford to; it wasn't part of the job. She became sick with TB; the show must go on. She had to sleep with the Duke in order to finance the show and further her career; it's all part of the job. Through everything, he understood and "The Show Must Go On" also applied to him, because, really, what did he have to live for?
It made me wonder if he was one of the "disgusting" far out of the closet gays back in the day who was so despised that he had to go "underground" to Montmartre and the Moulin Rouge, yet had to sleep with the same people who hated him in order to make a living.
Sad stuff.
My mom compared it a lot to "Rent", because it borrowed themes from "La Boheme", but it also talked about immoral people from "the other side" who take a page from Ecclesiastes and proclaimed everything in life meaningless.
But I felt that "Rent"'s ending had some hope. Mimi had a near-death experience, but survived. She and her group of friends now needed each other more than ever and continued to live in the moment until their last breaths, thankful that they could live just a little bit longer.
"Moulin Rouge" had no hope. Satine dies, leaving the show (and Christian) without a leading lady. Christian chronicles their tale, a year later, and says that their love will last forever, but it doesn't sound as though he believes it, and, seeing as TB was SUPER contagious, he will most likely contract it and die pretty soon anyway. How depressing is that?
But yeah, great movie. Not perfect, but really good.
Emotionally traumatizing, orgasms and all.
Now if only I could figure out which soundtrack to buy.
Surely not both?
Sort of.
The first part of the movie sucks.
It's a blur of crappy camera work, modern music (Nirvana? Really?), and crotch shots.
And John Leguizamo.
After listening to him whine as a semi-retarded sloth and a wannbe drag queen, I never want to see him in another movie ever again.
And yet, there he was, in all his mystical, drug-addicted, midgety glory.
Then Nicole Kidman was rolling around on the floor, pretending to have an orgasm, while Ewan McGregor decided to make the situation better by singing.
But it got a lot better.
Well, after they slogged through a ridiculous performance of "Like A Virgin".
"El Tango de Roxanne" was brilliant, with all the interwoven songs, and Christian's angst, and the Argentinian giving Sting a run for his money. The choreography was great, and the way the Duke shamed Satine was tragic, inevitable, and hard to watch, but also beautiful, in a sick way.
Zidler was hard to figure out. At first, he's sort of a bumbling, stupid pimp, then he's this selfish idiot, but he really cares for Satine and he somewhat selfishly decides not to tell her that she's dying until he needs some really good blackmail, but still loves and wants her happy, even though he knows real life won't let her be.
"The Show Must Go On" killed me. It was really hopeless and all these bohemians, prostitutes, actors, etc., who act as though their jobs and lifestyles are everything, really having nothing to live for and see life as this bleak, pointless thing, but that's how it must be and the show must go on.
One of the other dancers (courtesans, whatever), Chocolat, was my favorite. He saved Satine from being raped, and, throughout the movie, he understood everything she was going through. She fell in love, but of course couldn't afford to; it wasn't part of the job. She became sick with TB; the show must go on. She had to sleep with the Duke in order to finance the show and further her career; it's all part of the job. Through everything, he understood and "The Show Must Go On" also applied to him, because, really, what did he have to live for?
It made me wonder if he was one of the "disgusting" far out of the closet gays back in the day who was so despised that he had to go "underground" to Montmartre and the Moulin Rouge, yet had to sleep with the same people who hated him in order to make a living.
Sad stuff.
My mom compared it a lot to "Rent", because it borrowed themes from "La Boheme", but it also talked about immoral people from "the other side" who take a page from Ecclesiastes and proclaimed everything in life meaningless.
But I felt that "Rent"'s ending had some hope. Mimi had a near-death experience, but survived. She and her group of friends now needed each other more than ever and continued to live in the moment until their last breaths, thankful that they could live just a little bit longer.
"Moulin Rouge" had no hope. Satine dies, leaving the show (and Christian) without a leading lady. Christian chronicles their tale, a year later, and says that their love will last forever, but it doesn't sound as though he believes it, and, seeing as TB was SUPER contagious, he will most likely contract it and die pretty soon anyway. How depressing is that?
But yeah, great movie. Not perfect, but really good.
Emotionally traumatizing, orgasms and all.
Now if only I could figure out which soundtrack to buy.
Surely not both?
Thursday, January 15, 2009
I've been living a lie...THERE'S NOTHING INSIDE!!!
I've become obsessed with personalities and people in general!
It's completely fascinating. Others might not think so, but I do.
And there's a whole website dedicated to understand temperament, personality type, and your role in the workplace. It's AWESOME!
Yes. I was salivating over it in the computer lab today.
And though percentages have changed since the late 1960's, INFJ is the rarest personality and ISTJ is the most common.
I'll make a pie chart or something.
Seriously. This is way cool.
Stay tuned!
Crap, I have a research draft due tomorrow.
And I've done little to no research.
And there's math.
But no French.
For ONCE.
MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND THERE WERE PACKAGES IN THE MAIL THAT I WASN'T ALLOWED TO OPEN!!!!!
Do you know what that means?
PACKAGES!!!! PRESENTS!!!! PARCELS!!!
GIFTS!!!
I have an evil plan involving seduction and a low cut sweater.
Take that, Mr. Darcy.
It's completely fascinating. Others might not think so, but I do.
And there's a whole website dedicated to understand temperament, personality type, and your role in the workplace. It's AWESOME!
Yes. I was salivating over it in the computer lab today.
And though percentages have changed since the late 1960's, INFJ is the rarest personality and ISTJ is the most common.
I'll make a pie chart or something.
Seriously. This is way cool.
Stay tuned!
Crap, I have a research draft due tomorrow.
And I've done little to no research.
And there's math.
But no French.
For ONCE.
MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND THERE WERE PACKAGES IN THE MAIL THAT I WASN'T ALLOWED TO OPEN!!!!!
Do you know what that means?
PACKAGES!!!! PRESENTS!!!! PARCELS!!!
GIFTS!!!
I have an evil plan involving seduction and a low cut sweater.
Take that, Mr. Darcy.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Very funny. Please stop.
Your Friendship Style is Independent |
 You love your friends, but you don't always need them as much as they need you. You like to do your own thing. Sometimes this means taking a break from your friends and carving your own path. As long as your friends give you the space you need, you are happy to be there for them whenever you can. Your friends lean on you for advice and problem solving. You tend to be "the rock." You and an Empathetic Friend: Go well together. Your Empathetic Friend understand and accepts you... but may be too needy sometimes. You and a Gregarious Friend: Get along well, as long as your Gregarious Friend is happy to only see you occasionally. You and another Independent Friend: Have a love / hate thing going on. When you agree, things are blissful. However, more often than not, you butt heads. You and a Philosophical Friend: Are somewhat a matter of opposites attract. You're both thinkers, but you think very differently. |
"West Coast Smoker" is my new favorite song.
Because he feels sorry for the suicidal cats.
They have to kill themselves 9 times before they get it right.
Ha ha ha ha.
My birthday's in 2 days!!
George Michaels.
How does "Crush" translate to "George" in French?
And "Squirt" to "Tortillon"?
We were watching "Finding Nemo".
I'm sorry, "Trouver Nemo".
Eartha Kitt is dead. That's terrible.
But "Monotonous" makes me want to punch her in the face.
Even though she's dead.
Curse you, Mr. Darcy.
"Pride and Prejudice" is ruining my life, and making me completely paranoid.
But at least I understand the unit circle.
I mean, that's always something.
Our group for Solo Ensemble is so amazing. We turned everything into quarter notes and left out the rests. It sounded so amazing. People were staring at us.
And not in a good way.
But they were just jealous.
Friday, January 09, 2009
We only got 4 minutes to save the world!
Dang it.
Now not only can I not watch "The Lord of the Rings" due to major suckage, I've lost yet another movie series to the depths: "Harry Potter".
Daniel Radcliffe can't act worth CRAP. He's TERRIBLE.
And Emma Watson's idea of "emoting" is yelling a lot.
Last time I checked, Hermione was smart.
And she and Rupert Grint have NO chemistry whatsoever.
The entire time, she's throwing herself at Harry, while Ron blubbers about, going, "Bloody hell, bloody hell."
Ugh.
We're watching "The Goblet of Fire" in French.
Those dragons are positively terrifying!!
Yes, Daniel, I'm completely scared of those computer generated leviathans.
Now not only can I not watch "The Lord of the Rings" due to major suckage, I've lost yet another movie series to the depths: "Harry Potter".
Daniel Radcliffe can't act worth CRAP. He's TERRIBLE.
And Emma Watson's idea of "emoting" is yelling a lot.
Last time I checked, Hermione was smart.
And she and Rupert Grint have NO chemistry whatsoever.
The entire time, she's throwing herself at Harry, while Ron blubbers about, going, "Bloody hell, bloody hell."
Ugh.
We're watching "The Goblet of Fire" in French.
Those dragons are positively terrifying!!
Yes, Daniel, I'm completely scared of those computer generated leviathans.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Butter my butt and call me a biscuit
Happy Mole Day!
Mr. Rosendale says we're born with 100 God-given exclamation points and we should use them wisely.
But we didn't know this until now, so we all get a clean slate.
They killed Lennie!
It was completely out of the blue. "And I get to tend the rabbits..." BANG!
Gary Sinise can't act.
That's for sure.
Today was better. Thank goodness it was a Thursday.
We're having a Halloween party in French, but not on Halloween.
No, we're having it on Wednesday.
"Young Blades" was such a cool show.
It was also a completely historically inaccurate and crappily written (and acted) show, but hey.
IT ONLY HAD 13 EPISODES BEFORE IT WAS CANCELLED!
That's sad.
Well, THAT murder was justified.
But no others.
The pictures of Helen of Troy are never that pretty.
Mr. Rosendale says we're born with 100 God-given exclamation points and we should use them wisely.
But we didn't know this until now, so we all get a clean slate.
They killed Lennie!
It was completely out of the blue. "And I get to tend the rabbits..." BANG!
Gary Sinise can't act.
You Are 35% Hyper |
 You aren't exactly hyper, but no one would accuse you of being lazy either. You have enough drive to get everything done - with energy to spare. You don't get overly worked up or rushed. You'll happily take your time. And you definitely enjoy your down time. You can only be hyper for so long. Unlike more hyper types, you don't have a ton of interests and friends. You prefer concentrating on what matters to spreading yourself too thin. |
That's for sure.
Today was better. Thank goodness it was a Thursday.
We're having a Halloween party in French, but not on Halloween.
No, we're having it on Wednesday.
"Young Blades" was such a cool show.
It was also a completely historically inaccurate and crappily written (and acted) show, but hey.
IT ONLY HAD 13 EPISODES BEFORE IT WAS CANCELLED!
That's sad.
Well, THAT murder was justified.
But no others.
The pictures of Helen of Troy are never that pretty.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
But it's been no bed of roses, no pleasure cruise
Freddie Mercury.
Tyler is my bad friend.
We had to take the Washington State Health Survey, and they asked lots of questions about drugs, alcohol, and friends.
Tyler, Tyler, Tyler.
Yesterday they locked us in the building because someone supposedly had a gun.
But no one had a gun. We were safe.
And they didn't even check backpacks, so it was a little pointless.
Ha, my mom loves "As You Like It" now, too.
It's just so amazing. Even the evil duke Frederick is a sympathetic character.
And he get his happy ending.
He just wanted people to like him.
To achieve this, he violently overthrew his brother, banished his niece, and hated on everyone.
And then he became a Buddhist!
Progress reports came today. I'm passing. And I have plenty of credits on my transcript. Mwahaha.
Ancient Greek culture kind of disgusts me. Homosexuality was encouraged, but only to "keep girls virgins".
How come the girls HAVE to be virgins, but the guys can screw each other?
THEY SOLD LITTLE BOYS TO MEN!!! Pederasty was okay, too!!
And married women couldn't EVER look at another naked man, but "virgins" could stare at as many penises as they wanted.
Since all men in the Olympics were naked, married women weren't allowed to attend.
If they snuck in, they were throne off a cliff.
And WOMEN weren't allowed to perform naked, but guys were.
Talk about sexism.
Mes chiens!! Ou est mes chiens???
Tyler is my bad friend.
We had to take the Washington State Health Survey, and they asked lots of questions about drugs, alcohol, and friends.
Tyler, Tyler, Tyler.
Yesterday they locked us in the building because someone supposedly had a gun.
But no one had a gun. We were safe.
And they didn't even check backpacks, so it was a little pointless.
Ha, my mom loves "As You Like It" now, too.
It's just so amazing. Even the evil duke Frederick is a sympathetic character.
And he get his happy ending.
He just wanted people to like him.
To achieve this, he violently overthrew his brother, banished his niece, and hated on everyone.
And then he became a Buddhist!
Progress reports came today. I'm passing. And I have plenty of credits on my transcript. Mwahaha.
Ancient Greek culture kind of disgusts me. Homosexuality was encouraged, but only to "keep girls virgins".
How come the girls HAVE to be virgins, but the guys can screw each other?
THEY SOLD LITTLE BOYS TO MEN!!! Pederasty was okay, too!!
And married women couldn't EVER look at another naked man, but "virgins" could stare at as many penises as they wanted.
Since all men in the Olympics were naked, married women weren't allowed to attend.
If they snuck in, they were throne off a cliff.
And WOMEN weren't allowed to perform naked, but guys were.
Talk about sexism.
Mes chiens!! Ou est mes chiens???
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Sorry, forgot your name
It's really entertaining to type each letter really slow like people who type 5 words a minute.
PIZZA!
There was this GINORMOUS piece of pizza in line today, and I was first in line, so, selfishly, I took it.
And it was the best piece of pizza I'd ever had at school.
Really cheesy, but not too cheesy, with a nicely cooked crust. And greasy, too, like it should be.
I've been hanging out with Ben for 2 weeks and he didn't know my name until today?
Wow. Thanks.
History was a free period. Meaning we were free to discuss owls and Christian Bale as much as we liked.
We're now watching uplifting Disney movies in French, but there aren't any English subtitles, so we're on our own.
We were GOING to watch "La Belle et la Bete", but the French 1 kids were like, "WE'VE SEEN THIS ALREADY!!"
Psh. So we're watching "Sleeping Beauty".
It sucks when you can only garner information from pictures and random words.
Tyler is Britney Spears. He shaved his head and showed up today with a pink wig.
Mrs. Hamblet gave us candy. Because I asked her to. Kay wants to know if I'm God. Or at least a prophet.
Hurray for artificial banana!
PIZZA!
There was this GINORMOUS piece of pizza in line today, and I was first in line, so, selfishly, I took it.
And it was the best piece of pizza I'd ever had at school.
Really cheesy, but not too cheesy, with a nicely cooked crust. And greasy, too, like it should be.
Your Pizza Says: |
 You have simple tastes. You don't like too many things going on with your food. There are a lot of flavors you don't like... or you don't think you like. Pizza Topping You Should Try: Roasted garlic Stay away from: Eggplant pizza |
I've been hanging out with Ben for 2 weeks and he didn't know my name until today?
Wow. Thanks.
History was a free period. Meaning we were free to discuss owls and Christian Bale as much as we liked.
We're now watching uplifting Disney movies in French, but there aren't any English subtitles, so we're on our own.
We were GOING to watch "La Belle et la Bete", but the French 1 kids were like, "WE'VE SEEN THIS ALREADY!!"
Psh. So we're watching "Sleeping Beauty".
It sucks when you can only garner information from pictures and random words.
Tyler is Britney Spears. He shaved his head and showed up today with a pink wig.
Mrs. Hamblet gave us candy. Because I asked her to. Kay wants to know if I'm God. Or at least a prophet.
Hurray for artificial banana!
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Stupid actions require stupid solutions
You Are Having a Green Day |
 You are approaching today with a good deal of balance and awareness. If you didn't pay attention, today could be like any old day. Nothing too exciting is going on. But for you, today all about making the most of each moment. You are seeing the beauty in every situation, and you're keeping your mind open to possibilities. |
YESSS! I finally found a book series I used to read that I've been looking for forever.
There was another one, though, that was my favorite children's book, but I can't find the title. They just keep talking about the plot. It's like they forgot what it was called, too.
Steven Kellogg's Best Friends!!!!
BEST BOOK EVER!!!
This book made me cry in 1st grade.
What would you do if there was only one puppy?
Ugh, ethics are tiring. We read "Coup de Grace" in English, and it's a good story, but then we have to write about whether we think the main character did the right thing in killing his best friend.
True, his friend WANTED to die, but murder is wrong in any situation.
So while he was helping his friend, he did kill someone.
But if you're against that, then you should be against the death penalty, because if humans shouldn't have the right to choose to kill someone, then they shouldn't be able to murder criminals.
It's just too confusing.
We watched kind of a bummer movie in French, called "Manon of the Spring".
Manon's humpback dad Jean was sort of screwed over by Papet and his nephew Ugolin, who hid the spring from Jean and dried up all his crops.
Then Ugolin falls in love with Manon and sews her ribbon THROUGH HIS NIPPLES!
Try watching that while eating a roast beef sandwich. Ewwww.
Then Ugolin kills himself because Manon finds out what he did and hates his guts, and his suicide note was SOOOOOO sad!!!
He wrote about how much he loves Manon, and how much she loves this teacher guy, but the teacher guy didn't love her!! And Ugolin wanted to kill the teacher for taking Manon for granted, but that would make her sad and he knew killing himself would make her happy!!!!
I almost died.
Then, it turns out Florette, Manon's grandmother, got pregnant with Jean after a magic night with...PAPET!!
So Papet basically killed his own son and drove his nephew to suicide. But he never told Manon any of this because he DIED THE NEXT DAY!!!
Dang. Kind of messes you up.
I remember the Magic Attic Club!!! And the Cobble Street Cousins!!
I think they have every single one!! Checking them ALL out.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
You should be an electrician
You Would Be a Good Spouse 35% of the Time |
 In general, you have the skills and ability to make a marriage work. However, you're still a bit too selfish to be a good spouse. You almost always put yourself first. If you want to have a good marriage (either someday or right now), you're going to have to give more than you take. Be proactive every day. Work on being a good friend, family member, and partner. With practice, you'll be an excellent spouse. |
Hahaha I love life.
That explains why both Sierra and I want to die as 80-year-old virgins.
Kay draws amazing pictures. There was the elephant victory cry, and then her panda ate my elephant. It was quite graphic.
Paul was emo. He didn't like our solutions. He even drew a pencil so he wouldn't have to deal with any surprise "get better" hugs.
We took the ASVAB today. It was basically a gigantic military-issued aptitude test. A bunch of officers gave us super-sharp pencils and were super OCD about the perforated edges.
The best part was missing 3 class periods.
Then, when it was all over, I realized I'd just missed my 3 favorite classes of the day and had nothing to look forward to.
Besides French.
Dang it.
Tyler and I bombed that history test. The 10 points we got taken off didn't help.
That class sucks. All my friends have another teacher and talk about how much they LOVE history, where they get to make pyramids out of donuts.
It's not so fun when you have a teacher who loves history but has no idea how to make it interesting, besides allowing girls to bring in cake.
Ugh, I'm not happy with how my dad handled the whole worship team "situation". He called the youth leader and told him how "upset" William and I were and sort of put it all on him, but WE WEREN'T MAD AT HIM!! Our problem was with the kids!!!
And then he ended up being on his side, saying he understood "his point of view".
But he'd totally missed the point.
"He doesn't want to penalize the kids that can't come."
But it seems like he's penalizing the ones that actually do. "Thanks for showing up...we don't need you."
ASVAB results won't come for a few weeks. So today was a waste of time.
I'm going to end up as an electrician.
You Are a Chicken |
 You are a naturally curious and inquisitive being. You are often poking your nose where it doesn't belong! Collecting nuggets of knowledge is important to you. You enjoy knowing everything you can. You are very independent and strong willed. You don't like to be bossed around, and you do as you please. You are quite determined and able to take on challenges. You will “peck away” at a problem until it's gone. |
Saturday, October 04, 2008
Quite the vicious circle there, isn't it?
Why does our football team suck this year?
Well, actually, I know why. Evonne told me.
It's just disheartening.
And, yeah, we're the underdogs of the district.
But when we're forced to play good teams from Olympia and Canada, it's almost like they're mocking us.
Pep band is the best.
If playing sports means I can't be in pep band, forget basketball.
Emma is an abusive boyfriend. Girlfriend. Thing.
Ben is semi-perverted but fun to hang out with.
Yes, we were the ones that threw the gum wrappers in Ed's hair.
But I was the one that threw the hackey sack at Paul.
Our trombones had socks. Robert's said "SHO" every time he put it on.
TECHNO!
Fish is so nasty.
I'm going to ask Mr. Anspach if I can stay in French II after all.
Because if I switched out, I'd miss Janessa's generosity and all the sandwich-pounding, soup-spilling good times at lunch, as well as Matt's OCD smoothies and Kay's semi-pornographic gay manga.
Ugh, my internet is broken. So stupid.
Sarah thinks she lost the piano smackdown. But she really didn't.
Jake is weird. Ugh, Emma shouldn't have to leave. She just got here!
And her mom keeps saying stuff about raising money for Emma to go to California with the band, but they'll be gone by then, so is she lying or...?
Cuz everyone knows.
Amber ripped a hole in the space-time continuum. But Chris is the chosen one and has the power to save us all.
Agh. It was just so weird seeing her. Why, hello. This is awkward. Meet my awkward abusive boyfriend/girlfriend. No, Edward, no!
Well, actually, I know why. Evonne told me.
It's just disheartening.
And, yeah, we're the underdogs of the district.
But when we're forced to play good teams from Olympia and Canada, it's almost like they're mocking us.
Pep band is the best.
If playing sports means I can't be in pep band, forget basketball.
Emma is an abusive boyfriend. Girlfriend. Thing.
Ben is semi-perverted but fun to hang out with.
Yes, we were the ones that threw the gum wrappers in Ed's hair.
But I was the one that threw the hackey sack at Paul.
Our trombones had socks. Robert's said "SHO" every time he put it on.
TECHNO!
Fish is so nasty.
I'm going to ask Mr. Anspach if I can stay in French II after all.
Because if I switched out, I'd miss Janessa's generosity and all the sandwich-pounding, soup-spilling good times at lunch, as well as Matt's OCD smoothies and Kay's semi-pornographic gay manga.
Ugh, my internet is broken. So stupid.
Sarah thinks she lost the piano smackdown. But she really didn't.
Jake is weird. Ugh, Emma shouldn't have to leave. She just got here!
And her mom keeps saying stuff about raising money for Emma to go to California with the band, but they'll be gone by then, so is she lying or...?
Cuz everyone knows.
Amber ripped a hole in the space-time continuum. But Chris is the chosen one and has the power to save us all.
Agh. It was just so weird seeing her. Why, hello. This is awkward. Meet my awkward abusive boyfriend/girlfriend. No, Edward, no!
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Crazy things that Tyler has done
Because he's so narcissistic.
Tony asked me a very good question the other day: if guys think lesbians are hot, do girls think that about gay guys?
The answer: A resounding NO.
And it has nothing to do with homophobia or anything like that.
We just...don't find gay guys that attractive.
Or at least gay guys together. There are definitely some cute gay guys.
And girls don't have the same one-track mind as guys.
YAY, someone replied to my "Rent" idea!!!
At least one person cares.
AAAAAH Maricel took this cool personality test, and then let me and Tyler take it, and it's pretty dang accurate. Maricel is white (the peacemaker), I'm blue (forgot what that stands for), and Tyler is red (the power builder).
And it's on the internet!! Too cool.
Blue blue blue blue blue.
Wow today is super accurate quiz today.
Mr. Anspach came up to me with an interesting proposition: would I like to switch around my 4th and 5th period in order to be in French 3 and 4?
I almost said 'yes' immediately, but that would mean switching out of 5th period Biology, which I really enjoy.
I'd also have to switch to 2nd lunch and then I'd never see Janessa, Matt, Kay, or Klinker.
Ooooh. What a conundrum.
Tony asked me a very good question the other day: if guys think lesbians are hot, do girls think that about gay guys?
The answer: A resounding NO.
And it has nothing to do with homophobia or anything like that.
We just...don't find gay guys that attractive.
Or at least gay guys together. There are definitely some cute gay guys.
And girls don't have the same one-track mind as guys.
YAY, someone replied to my "Rent" idea!!!
At least one person cares.
AAAAAH Maricel took this cool personality test, and then let me and Tyler take it, and it's pretty dang accurate. Maricel is white (the peacemaker), I'm blue (forgot what that stands for), and Tyler is red (the power builder).
And it's on the internet!! Too cool.
Blue blue blue blue blue.
What Your Burger Says About You |
 You are very gluttonous. Even if you're full, you'll still clear your plate. You are likely a fairly picky eater. And you're secretly a little squeamish about some foods. You are bold and resolute in your choices. You don't back down, and you aren't afraid to go at something full force. You have trouble making decisions quickly. Everything looks good to you... especially at a restaurant. You are creative, open minded, and friendly. You are interested in all types of food and new dishes. |
Wow today is super accurate quiz today.
Mr. Anspach came up to me with an interesting proposition: would I like to switch around my 4th and 5th period in order to be in French 3 and 4?
I almost said 'yes' immediately, but that would mean switching out of 5th period Biology, which I really enjoy.
I'd also have to switch to 2nd lunch and then I'd never see Janessa, Matt, Kay, or Klinker.
Ooooh. What a conundrum.
Your Hair Should Be Brown |
 You are an intelligent, well respected person. You are very confident. You take yourself seriously, and other people take you seriously too. You are a good leader, and you can be trusted with someone's life. You motivate people well, and you command respect easily. You are competent, successful, and organized. You can't stand chaos. Some people mistake you for being cold, calculating, or elitist. |
Thursday, September 04, 2008
What could be better than Designer Week at Ross?
You Are China |
 You adhere to the ideas of loyalty, honesty, sincerity, and duty. You respect authority and age. You believe in social harmony. You are big and bold. People consider you to be someone with a lot of potential. You are coming into your own right now, and you are figuring out your place in the world. |
School is AMAZING!!
My life is finally complete!
For the second day at school, a LOT happened.
There are TWO German exchange students at school (not to mention a Korean one, a Mongolian one, and other people from various countries), and I got the name of one of them wrong, so he waited for me after to class in order to correct me.
And I still don't know his name.
We're having a party in English!! Aaaah!! He's bringing music and magazines and glue sticks! We're all making collages!!
French is pretty fun. Mr. Anspach was like, "Anouk, huh? Is that Moroccan?" Um, maybe. We just reviewed concepts like "etre" and "aller" and it's all coming back. Janessa's name is Cosette. Jealous.
Heh, band is too cool. We talked about how students have no rights at all, because police could basically search you if they had an okay, if not shaky, reason.
There are beans involved.
We're starting a science project tomorrow. XP Today, though, we had to interview another person, so I interviewed Tyler.
He told everyone I want to go to WSU to be a lizard veterinarian.
Tony actually took him seriously.
My locker got fixed!! School is so amazing!! Lunch sucks!!
PE is off to an interesting start. The PE teacher made us play a weird variation of "Rock, Paper, Scissors".
PE man: Okay, I'm going to say a word, and you're going to say a word, and then you play Rock, Paper, Scissors. And you have to move.
Kids: What??
PE man: Okay, how you play Rock, Paper, Scissors is....
Kids: No, no, we get THAT part.
PE man: Okay, your first word is DIVORCE!
Kids: ????????????
PE man: Say the next word.
Kids: What's the next word??
PE man: You tell me.
Kids: Depressing?
PE man: GREAT! That word has to do with fitness, you know.
Kids: Right....WHY DO WE HAVE HAVE TO PLAY ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS?
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
How will I convince them I'm a French speaker and not a well-meaning Aleut?
DUDE! We get to pick NAMES for French II! Of course, most people already have names. -_- Which makes me hate last year even more.
My homework was to find a French name, and I'm thinking about Anouk.
It's off the wall and cool, so whatever.
English is my favorite class so far. We spent an hour taking roll, talking about our other English teachers, and discussing the correct definition of "segue way".
HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?
Band was pretty cool. My new neighbor is in two of my classes. But Mr. Williams asked her what she played, and when she said "flute", he was like, "TROMBONE?"
Cuz they sound the same.
Anouk, Anouk, Anouk.
Math is sort of...interesting. The math teacher told us a Minnesotan joke?
Tie ran across the street and attacked some random dog.
Mom and I were yelling at her.
So she walked slowly towards us THROUGH TRAFFIC!
My dog is retarded.
1st lunch ROCKS.
My homework was to find a French name, and I'm thinking about Anouk.
It's off the wall and cool, so whatever.
English is my favorite class so far. We spent an hour taking roll, talking about our other English teachers, and discussing the correct definition of "segue way".
HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?
You Are the Father |
 You are a strong, powerful figure in the lives of your friends and families. In general, you value justice and fairness. You appreciate structure and rules. At your best, you protect and guide those close to you. You are a born leader. You are good at establishing order in chaotic situations. At your worst, you are a tyrant who rules through intimidation and criticism. You are quick to condemn other people as pathetic losers not worth your time. |
Band was pretty cool. My new neighbor is in two of my classes. But Mr. Williams asked her what she played, and when she said "flute", he was like, "TROMBONE?"
Cuz they sound the same.
Anouk, Anouk, Anouk.
Math is sort of...interesting. The math teacher told us a Minnesotan joke?
Tie ran across the street and attacked some random dog.
Mom and I were yelling at her.
So she walked slowly towards us THROUGH TRAFFIC!
My dog is retarded.
1st lunch ROCKS.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Even more cuteness!
Snatching is so much fun. But Sarah got paranoid and was running from me all day.
All I had for lunch was cookies. Tyler had some magically delicious cookies from a pouch, and a cookie that looked like vomit but tasted good, and Sarah gave me an Oreo, and then I ate some Chips Ahoy.
Phew, both English finals were SO easy. Band, Health, and French didn't have a final, and I got a B on the science final, so the only thing I have to worry about is the math final on Friday the 13th. How clever, Mr. Kovacs.
EWWWWWWW we had to watch "Life's Greatest Miracle" today in Health, and we didn't get to the part where the baby comes out, but we had to watch sex from the inside!! You know what I'm talking about, right? Not only that, but we had to look at guys in Speedos, various animals mating, and this guy make out with some random girl on a beach WHERE HE TAKES OFF HER DRESS!!! WHOA!!! WHY ARE WE BEING ALLOWED TO WATCH THIS???
And then we had to take a good look at HIS sexual organ, and then the baby's stump. Not quite a penis or anything else, just a stump.
Connor, Sarah, and I were practically barfing. And we had to watch all this RIGHT AFTER LUNCH. I almost literally tossed my cookies.
All I had for lunch was cookies. Tyler had some magically delicious cookies from a pouch, and a cookie that looked like vomit but tasted good, and Sarah gave me an Oreo, and then I ate some Chips Ahoy.
Phew, both English finals were SO easy. Band, Health, and French didn't have a final, and I got a B on the science final, so the only thing I have to worry about is the math final on Friday the 13th. How clever, Mr. Kovacs.
EWWWWWWW we had to watch "Life's Greatest Miracle" today in Health, and we didn't get to the part where the baby comes out, but we had to watch sex from the inside!! You know what I'm talking about, right? Not only that, but we had to look at guys in Speedos, various animals mating, and this guy make out with some random girl on a beach WHERE HE TAKES OFF HER DRESS!!! WHOA!!! WHY ARE WE BEING ALLOWED TO WATCH THIS???
And then we had to take a good look at HIS sexual organ, and then the baby's stump. Not quite a penis or anything else, just a stump.
Connor, Sarah, and I were practically barfing. And we had to watch all this RIGHT AFTER LUNCH. I almost literally tossed my cookies.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Go Straight To Jail. Do Not Pass Go. Do Not Collect $200.
I just spent an hour and a half playing cars with little kids, and then having them send me to jail.
Summer small groups at church are working out REALLY well so far. We met some cool families. They all liked Tie a lot. The little kids liked Luke, and he was nice to them, and I let them change his water.
Mmm, ice cream.
"Uno" is a stupid game.
So my dad's dreams finally came true: I like jazz.
Mr. Faxon dragged us all over to North Thurston to play at a jazz festival, even though we were the only ones from our district to attend. Not weird. But it was fun and there were a lot of good bands (even one that played "Let's Groove", which is my favorite song!!!). The Seattle Women's Jazz Orchestra played, and they were pretty spectacular, but the BEST part was going to the Olympia Farmer's Market for lunch. Paul, Alexis, Sarah, and I got German-American food, and I ate all of Sarah's curly fries and mozzerella sticks, but she ate all my ice cream, and then we were all too full....
...and happened to pass a bakery full of the most delicious desserts known to man.
Drat. Drat that stupid ice cream and it's Caramel Caribou goodness.
Talent show, talent show.
I hate the talent show.
Summer small groups at church are working out REALLY well so far. We met some cool families. They all liked Tie a lot. The little kids liked Luke, and he was nice to them, and I let them change his water.
Mmm, ice cream.
"Uno" is a stupid game.
So my dad's dreams finally came true: I like jazz.
Mr. Faxon dragged us all over to North Thurston to play at a jazz festival, even though we were the only ones from our district to attend. Not weird. But it was fun and there were a lot of good bands (even one that played "Let's Groove", which is my favorite song!!!). The Seattle Women's Jazz Orchestra played, and they were pretty spectacular, but the BEST part was going to the Olympia Farmer's Market for lunch. Paul, Alexis, Sarah, and I got German-American food, and I ate all of Sarah's curly fries and mozzerella sticks, but she ate all my ice cream, and then we were all too full....
...and happened to pass a bakery full of the most delicious desserts known to man.
Drat. Drat that stupid ice cream and it's Caramel Caribou goodness.
Talent show, talent show.
I hate the talent show.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Moisturizers and Vitamin E!
WSU is losing to UNC. So sad.
Today was our last basketball game, and we lost (big surprise), so we ended with 2-10. I'm going to miss basketball and everything, even though track is coming up, but I'm not sad about getting away from this team. Some of them players I'd love to play with again, but I'm tired of getting more flak than anyone else for making the same mistakes they're making.
Coach let me start today, though, so that's cool.
Argh, just want school to be OVER. I don't think I can stand 6 hours and 40 more minutes of school tomorrow. The teachers don't actually want to teach us anything, and everyone's going crazy. Who cares about microwaves and light frequency? Who cares about healthy relationships? Who cares about conjugating "faire", dissecting "Lord of the Flies", and normal distributions?
Actually, I care about normal distributions.
Mmm, Bratz fruit snacks are pretty delicious.
Okay, e-mail insists on being totally ridiculous. I haven't read a single e-mail since Tuesday because it's loading so SLOW. It can't even load 2 kilobyte e-mails.
Actually, Spring Break doesn't look fun either because I'll be stuck with my extended family all weekend at the beach. Sure, it's Ocean Shores, but that means driving and bonding and NO SLEEPING IN.
And we're staying till Sunday, so no church.
Someone shoot me.
Today was our last basketball game, and we lost (big surprise), so we ended with 2-10. I'm going to miss basketball and everything, even though track is coming up, but I'm not sad about getting away from this team. Some of them players I'd love to play with again, but I'm tired of getting more flak than anyone else for making the same mistakes they're making.
Coach let me start today, though, so that's cool.
Argh, just want school to be OVER. I don't think I can stand 6 hours and 40 more minutes of school tomorrow. The teachers don't actually want to teach us anything, and everyone's going crazy. Who cares about microwaves and light frequency? Who cares about healthy relationships? Who cares about conjugating "faire", dissecting "Lord of the Flies", and normal distributions?
Actually, I care about normal distributions.
Mmm, Bratz fruit snacks are pretty delicious.
Okay, e-mail insists on being totally ridiculous. I haven't read a single e-mail since Tuesday because it's loading so SLOW. It can't even load 2 kilobyte e-mails.
Actually, Spring Break doesn't look fun either because I'll be stuck with my extended family all weekend at the beach. Sure, it's Ocean Shores, but that means driving and bonding and NO SLEEPING IN.
And we're staying till Sunday, so no church.
Someone shoot me.
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