Showing posts with label illness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label illness. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Doc, there's a hole where something was

Butterfly bandage, but don't worry....
Lol. Tyler and I were tuning timpanis in 6th period.
While watching yet another History Channel movie on the Black Death.
Yeah, it was icky.
And a lot more devastating than I ever knew.
And really sad. People abandoned their sick family members and whole families were left to die in their own homes.
And it was a really painful way to die.
But I don't see why Leonard Nimoy had to tell us this.
And why Mr. Hurd had to explain what the movie was about and tell us EVERYTHING that was going to happen.
You obviously know all this stuff. Why are we watching a 45-minute movie if you're just going to condense it into a 10 minute lecture anyway?
Rosey is so cool. He was in the paper this morning.
And "St. Francis and the Sow" is his favorite poem, too.
We were interpreting "Lost" by David Wagoner, and Amanda was being really insightful and understood the entire thing.
We were in awe. She decoded everything to the very last detail.
"The Legend" is so sad. He wasn't just a man on the street! It reminded me of the homeless people in Seattle.
Along with "Miss Rosie".
Poetry is so cool. Only we have to write some of our own soon.
And there's a book report due Friday.
And we have to measure the roots of our radish plants.
And we have a WASL vocab quiz tomorrow.
So the flash cards are due.
And Mr. Macaras expects us to do that massive math packet.
CRAP.



You Are a Cougar



You have more strength than most people, and with it, the ability to inflict a lot of harm.

Your power gives you confidence, and you find leading others to be easy.



You believe that you need to the best, and you are very driven to excel.

Most people immediately admire you, but some people feel very envious of your abilities.


WSU, here I come!

Sunday, January 04, 2009

She's a ho! My dad's been kidnapped by a ho!

Elizabeth Gaskell apparently succeeded in creating the first Victorian soap opera.
My mom, my brother, and I just finished watching the BBC adaptation of "Wives and Daughters", and it was really good (like everything BBC has done), but some of it was...a little disappointing, I guess.
Or maybe just confusing.
Or perhaps a little maddening.
Take Roger for instance. Molly is completely in love for YEARS while he runs around discovering bugs, tramping through Africa, getting engaged to her slutty stepsister, and falling off cliffs.
Then he FINALLY comes home after everyone has had secret French love children, broken off their engagement, or died.
And all of a sudden, he likes Molly.
He's at this party when Molly comes in and he's like, "Ooooooh...Molly's looking hot this season."
But she has a date, so she spends all her time with him instead and her friends rub it in Roger's face!! It's pretty sweet.
But they end up together, because it wouldn't be a happy ending if they didn't.
And I'm glad they ended up together.
But he took 3 YEARS to come around, and was completely oblivious to the fact that this girl was following him around because she's MADLY IN LOVE WITH HIM.
He just thought they were really excellent "friends".
And the fact that he went and engaged himself to Cynthia, who was shallow and had absolutely NO interest in him or any of the things he liked, while Molly had A LOT in common with him.
And it must have been a tip-off when Cynthia wouldn't answer any of his letters, but Molly wrote him a million and asked questions about bugs. Fun times.
But no. Roger remained blissfully unaware until Molly got hot and he came down with scarlet fever.
Moron.
And Mr. Preston was a little creepy, but he sincerely loved Cynthia, who was, as they called her, a "Jilting Jesse". Poor guy.
It's not his fault.
And yeah, he was a little stalker-y...but he gave her back the letters.
We're going to watch "Sense and Sensibility" today. Because they haven't made any more Elizabeth Gaskell movies, but Jane Austen has hundreds of potentially crappy flicks for us to watch.
Not that she's a bad writer; she's great.
But today's filmmakers don't always do her justice.
By the way, screw the Brontes. They were boring.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

It's rather pleasant in a painful, burning sort of way.

Ouch. We used this "Atomic Balm" stuff today in track for time trials today. I did quite badly. And Brianna wants me to be a distance runner. Pah. I need to get my spikes all screwed in so I can use em tomorrow. CAN'T WAIT. But the balm BURNS. I put a lot on the FRONT of my legs and it's STILL burning. Not the BACK of my left leg, where I pulled a MUSCLE, but just the FRONTS. Actually, it feels kind of good, cuz it's all toasty and stuff and pleasant...ish.
Yeah, but on my time trial I started out GOOD I was going I was going and NOTHING WAS GOING TO STOP ME. But then I got passed by Chelsea and Sarah. And I was like, noooooo sweat, I can follow them to the end. Only 400 m is a LONG way to run. Like Larry said, "The sprinter's mile". Waaaah.
so I ended up with a 1:35.
Seriously, my time was EXACTLY 1:35.
I wish I were like Balto. We're both outcasts, but I'm not amazingly fast like he is. And anyway, even if I were, someone else would probably bite me so all the coaches mistakenly thought I was WILD.
Math WASL = SO EASY. ESPECIALLY with tools. I still don't know why all the teachers are spazzing out about this one.
I love this song. I hated the movie.
"I Won't Say (I'm In Love)" from "Hercules".
Meg pronounces things weird tho.
UNLESS YOU'RE DYING TO CRY YOUR HEART OUT.
I'm horrible at shotput. I'm basically bad at all Olympic events. EVen ping pong. At least ping pong with doubles. No, that applies to regular ping pong too. It appears my future career will not be in the athletic field.
HAHAHA! ATHLETIC! FIELD!
That was dumb.
Is there even an athletic field?
I was thinking more arts/entertainment field.
Ow, less pleasant, more painful. Ow ow ow.
Kenny and I have to make some powerpoint for social studies about the 1824 and 1828 elections, in which Andrew Jackson got his butt kicked only to kick butt four years later.
Chris and Paul are dumb.
I was thinking about what each presidential canditate would be if they were STar Wars characters, and I got as far as John McCain.
Mace Windu (Barak Obama; not just cuz he's black; maybe he should be Palpatine; they were both charismatic...hm...): I will restore peace to this world...and justice...and peace...and peace...
Queen Amidala (Hillary Clinton): I will cure national debt by spending our entire budget on my extensive wardrobe and hair accessories.
Jar Jar Binks (John McCain): Dellow felegates! *is booed off stage*
Looking back on this, a career as a comedian is also out of my reach.
Which only leaves writer.
WOOHOO!!!!!
I wrote SO MUCH last night of my fanfic. Well, not so much. Mom made me get off. But I think I'm moving it too fast, so I have to add on to the beginning before I move on.
That's stupid. This is stupid. "Never give up on someone you can't go one day without thinking about." Sure.
They say I'm such a cynic about love. No. I just think these avatars are retarded.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Plaaaaaaaaygrouuuund schoooooool beeell riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings agaaaaaaaain

Good song. Probably sung it before.
Today was a pretty good day.
It was also a WASL DAY!!!!!
YAY, I LOVE the WASL!!!!!!
Dude, the Wasl is SOOOOOOO EASY!! Anyone who gets like really psyched up for or nervous about this test is dumb because EVERYONE passes. We had math/no tools today. SO EASY. Only got stuck on two questions. Like this one about a goat and useless information somehow leading to how much grass the goat would eat? And probability: find the fraction...then multiply it???? wth?
But it was cool. We got oatmeal cream pies (or puffs...whatever) and frozen orange juice. I think we got the SAME exact snack last year. How cheap.
If you're REALLY so nice, buy us some...
Ritz crackas...
I meant that to be said in a British accent, I'm not being a wannabe thug or racist or anything. Please do not jump down my throat. I might choke.
I GOT A DONUT! Thanks to Vanessa, who asked for one. So Mrs. Laners said we could ALL have one. I got maple frosting AND sprinkles. It doesn't get any better than this. But there were also plain cake ones, and chocolate covered ones, and chocolate frosting with sprinkles, and cream filled, and glazed, and EW sugar covered. William used to LOVE THOSE and I think they're gross because it's not frosting or anything it's just a bunch of crappy granulated sugar and it always makes me choke.
GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
DUDE, WHAT THE HECK? Okay, I took a quiz called "Emo pictures" and the result for pink and black is a dead girl in pink and black. It was like, "WHA???" but it was funny too because all you see is her floppy body and hair and stuff and I just burst out laughing BWAHAHAHA.
WHY DO GUYS CUT THEIR HAIR? I basically got the "lowdown" from Nathan, but it's still not cool. I mean, they look REALLY good with long hair, and then they go all dumb and CUT IT or SHAVE IT OFF.
I've seen like 6 people do the above.
Nathan says it has to do with manliness. A guy would rather have a few girls...and get lots of guys. JUST KIDDING, but that was the gist of what he said. Only he didn't mean it as a homosexual reference.
Ouch, I am not a good girlfriend. I'm not even anyone's girlfriend.
I want a hand-stirred/dipped milkshake whatsit. Oh no, I'm starting to sound BRITISH.
Lalala. I hurt my leg AGAIN today in track. It was all good, I ran for 20 STRAIGHT MINUTES AND I got this sweet runner's high. Best high there is and it's FREE. But anyway, then we were practicing starting on the blocks (I did horrible) and I got a really bad start (or maybe I just suck) and I pulled the SAME MUSCLE AGAIN.
So I suffered all through long jump. Ouch.
Time trials tomorrow.
I had to go to jazz band because Mr. Faxon needed another trombone, but it won't work out because I can't go to the gig he needs me for.
MY BAD.
I found my fake nose ring. Fanfic rules. Kind of. I wrote another sentence. All is well...

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Sacrilegious jelly beans

Took an Easter candy quiz.
I'm the sacrilegious jelly beans.
Ate too much candy today.
NEED TO START MY BOOK.
My mom gave me a sleeping pill.
Not nice.
Need to finish LOTR and start Blood and Chocolate.
Track tomorrow. I don't wanna go to school.
The twins are funny.
I'm gonna steal Braeden's shirt.
Nursery was cool.
Missed the sermon.
no spiritual high for me.
Thankfully Mark is easy to read.
HAPP YEASTER!!!!!!!

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Hey, wanna see the grayish yellow coating on my throat? *sticks out tongue*

If horoscopes are really so accurate, why are they always different from paper to paper, magazine to magazine, website to website? Hehehe. I mean, read this.
02/17/2007 Your social needs are stronger than ever, and you should make a few solid connections with folks you may not know all that well just yet. You may not make millions of friends, but the ones you have are quality.
Yeaaaaaah, sure, like WHO? Oooh, and the star sign thing is even FUNNIER.
Symbol: the Sea Goat
Ruling Planet: Saturn
Ruling House: Tenth House
Element: Earth
Quality: Cardinal
Body Parts: skin, teeth, bones, knees
Keyword: SOCIAL STATUS
Date with destiny: Taurus, Virgo
Run for the hills: Aries, Libra
Where you glow: in charge
What makes you tick: hard work
Fitness forecast: golfing
Play date: dining at an exclusive restaurant
Perfect jobs: news anchor, anthropologist
Best accessory: personal digital assitant
A sure thing: managing a stock portfolio
Destination: Japan
Pleasure: patience, respect, success
Pain: disorganization, miscalculation, boredom
Kindness: Armed with dogged determination, you refuse to give up the fight for justice until everyone has been comforted and served.
What's my line? The one with the most toys wins.
Destination JAPAN? I've already BEEN to Japan, and I HATED IT. And my perfect accessory is NOT a digital assistant. It happens to be an IPOD. Or a CELL PHONE, but I don't HAVE ONE.
Forget this.
I have to pee REALLY BAD. I didn't eat dinner last night, but I'm only a little hungry and I still feel like a diptheria victim, only my throat doesn't hurt as bad, and I think my fever went down. Must take temperature.
I love this Ipod. Lots of Fall Out Boy...and FM Static. If I ever go see them in concert, I'm going to shoot Trever in the head with a Bebe gun. Serves him right.
If I ever make a band, and play drums for it or something, or manage to learn guitar (actually, that will never happen. I hate guitar.), I have a good name for it.
But you'll never get to know it unless I make it big, as to keep it safe and copyrighted.
Relient K's new CD isn't that great. True, I've only listened to like three of their songs, but it's really bothering me how mediocre it is. Funny, but like 80's dance pop? Hahaha, i almost typed dance poop.
Barbie.com. That sounds glitterfabulous. Lol.