I have not died. Not yet, I don't think. If I did, you would be sad. Right? Why aren't you answering?
So, I'm all happy and stuff, because I just recovered from swine flu. Me no like swine flu. It's yucky.
I'm also happy because I got well in time to go to Spoilsport's Halloween celebration! All our friends were there(aka all the people who weren't cool enough to be invited to the cool people's parties, which SUPPOSEDLY invited everyone in the grade.).
I'd upload the pics I took, but I need to know one thing; Can I trust you guys?
Sayonara and CAN I?
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Interesting...
Did I tell you that I have no friends in the cast of the musical? Only one. Miss Acting Buddy doesn't count, because she's so obsessed with keeping her rep up that she only talks to me a. when no one else is around or b. when we're at a Girl Scouts meeting.
My only friend is named Theresa. If you're wondering why I put her real name, she asked me to. She's in the grade above me, and she's in the same situation as I am, only she actually cares. It makes me sad.
The good news, though, is that SG(Sadistic Grandpa, Sir Limey Pants's new name. Don't ask) saw that Theresa wasn't here today. I was lying on the floor during a break, staring at the ceiling, when I found him lying next to me. I asked him why, and he said, "If I can't be your boyfriend, then at least I'll help you through the hard times."
I was happy, even though he said it was only for the duration of the musical, and possibly the spring play if I chose to do that, too. I was happy to be accepted, if only because of one person.
I'm sorry if this post was a little serious, so here's something funny to cheer it up.
I swear, hedgehogs are my new favvy animal just because of this video!
Sayonara!
My only friend is named Theresa. If you're wondering why I put her real name, she asked me to. She's in the grade above me, and she's in the same situation as I am, only she actually cares. It makes me sad.
The good news, though, is that SG(Sadistic Grandpa, Sir Limey Pants's new name. Don't ask) saw that Theresa wasn't here today. I was lying on the floor during a break, staring at the ceiling, when I found him lying next to me. I asked him why, and he said, "If I can't be your boyfriend, then at least I'll help you through the hard times."
I was happy, even though he said it was only for the duration of the musical, and possibly the spring play if I chose to do that, too. I was happy to be accepted, if only because of one person.
I'm sorry if this post was a little serious, so here's something funny to cheer it up.
I swear, hedgehogs are my new favvy animal just because of this video!
Sayonara!
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I Wore My Hair Down Today,
Character bios! These are Lind and Roz, who are focused on in the second book. Lind is evile.
Lind of Sae; While she was always under the same pressure as Lus and Luc, it was always known she would probably not be the one to take over Sae. While Lus is like the pinnacle of Saedom and Luc is a natural leader, she has always been a very rational person, sometimes unable to grasp the strangeness of Sae and why rebellion is needed in this country. Always worshiping the one who has power, she believes Tii should be respected. She works as a Logger, taking care of timber. Unbeknown to Lus and Luc, she witnessed the death of her parents, and that's why she respects Tii so much. In fact, this event affected her so much, she was driven slightly insane and set fire to Sae. Lus alone witnesses this, and is very stricken by the betrayal of her sister. Though she appears to be heartless toward her siblings, when she finds out that Luc was killed by the fire, she becomes sane enough to become a spy against Tii in the rebellion. Born on October 12th.
And now Roz. He's the one who saved when Cla was mugged. Is Cla's most trusted friend.
Roz of Ra; He's the one who saved Cla when she was mugged at age eight. In the process, he became best friends with her, even though they live in different cities. Of course, since Ra and Aire are so close to each other, he can visit her every weekend. Though he doesn't realize it until Cla loses her sanity in the end, he's always harbored secret feelings for her, and finds himself to be the only one she can trust as well. when he goes to Sae, he becomes very attached to the place and is sorely disappointed when it is destroyed. When he finds out about Laux's dreams, he doesn't believe in them, but is not surprised when they come true. Even though they live in the same city, he is not as close to Laux as he is to Cla. Cla, though, becomes close to Laux and listens to her predictions. Born on August 27.
Sayonara!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Well, then...
My family had the family birthday party for me, Peanut, and Mom today. Since we all have birthdays in October, we all get the same party. Whoopie.
As you know, I come from a family of nutjobs, so what happened was pretty odd for anyone sane to comprehend.
I'm telling you for the last time, NO ONE in my family is on drugs. I think that clears things up for you.
Now on to the stuff I feel like writing about!
On Friday, the most recent day that I had Art, something funny happened. Since we just finished our last project, we were having a bit of free time today. We were still forced to sit in our assigned seats. Drat.
My assigned seat is next to Mr. President(have I told you about him yet?), and Slush came over to talk to him. Apparently, they both have put off doing their outside-class project off until now, even though it's due Wednesday. I can't really blame them. I have, too.
The project is to take an old masterpiece (Mona Lisa, The Scream, etc.)and redraw it into something modern, like giving them an ipod.
So they were both completely clueless as to what they should draw. They sat there for ever, just coming up with stupid ideas that would earn them both Fs. Finally, they asked me what I was going to draw.
I hadn't come up with anything, so I told them the first thing that came out of my head, I was going to draw a talkshow with Mona Lisa AND The Scream. I was surprised by the ingenious of the out-of-the-blue idea. They were, too.
Slush asked me if I was actually going to use that idea. I told him, "If I can come up with a -spur-of-the-moment ingenious thing like that, do you really think I'm going to give it away that easily?" He stared at me and said, "Did you really just come up with that on the spot?"
I said yes, and he said, "Aww, I was thinking that if you were joking, I would do that." I spent the rest of the period comforting him. Wasted time. Seriously. I mean, I was drawing caterpillars until then! See? Absolutely wasted.
Sayonara!
As you know, I come from a family of nutjobs, so what happened was pretty odd for anyone sane to comprehend.
I'm telling you for the last time, NO ONE in my family is on drugs. I think that clears things up for you.
Now on to the stuff I feel like writing about!
On Friday, the most recent day that I had Art, something funny happened. Since we just finished our last project, we were having a bit of free time today. We were still forced to sit in our assigned seats. Drat.
My assigned seat is next to Mr. President(have I told you about him yet?), and Slush came over to talk to him. Apparently, they both have put off doing their outside-class project off until now, even though it's due Wednesday. I can't really blame them. I have, too.
The project is to take an old masterpiece (Mona Lisa, The Scream, etc.)and redraw it into something modern, like giving them an ipod.
So they were both completely clueless as to what they should draw. They sat there for ever, just coming up with stupid ideas that would earn them both Fs. Finally, they asked me what I was going to draw.
I hadn't come up with anything, so I told them the first thing that came out of my head, I was going to draw a talkshow with Mona Lisa AND The Scream. I was surprised by the ingenious of the out-of-the-blue idea. They were, too.
Slush asked me if I was actually going to use that idea. I told him, "If I can come up with a -spur-of-the-moment ingenious thing like that, do you really think I'm going to give it away that easily?" He stared at me and said, "Did you really just come up with that on the spot?"
I said yes, and he said, "Aww, I was thinking that if you were joking, I would do that." I spent the rest of the period comforting him. Wasted time. Seriously. I mean, I was drawing caterpillars until then! See? Absolutely wasted.
Sayonara!
Friday, October 16, 2009
It worked!
Hurrah! What I said worked!! So well, in fact, I'll tell you something funny!
I somehow ended up saying an entire Shakespeare MONOLOGUE that I didn't even know I knew, which belongs to Helena from A Midsummer Night's Dream. Here it is.
Now for the funny thing! If you go to Google and type in "find Chuck Norris," and click I'm feeling lucky, something REALLY funny shows up! I'm serious! Do it!
Sayonara!
I somehow ended up saying an entire Shakespeare MONOLOGUE that I didn't even know I knew, which belongs to Helena from A Midsummer Night's Dream. Here it is.
- HELENA: How happy some o'er other some can be!
- Through Athens I am thought as fair as she.
- But what of that? Demetrius thinks not so;
- He will not know what all but he do know.
- And as he errs, doting on Hermia's eyes,
- So I, admiring of his qualities.
- Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
- Love can transpose to form and dignity.
- Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
- And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
- Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste;
- Wings, and no eyes, figure unheedy haste.
- And therefore is Love said to be a child,
- Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
- As waggish boys in game themselves forswear,
- So the boy Love is perjured everywhere.
- For ere Demetrius looked on Hermia's eyne,
- He hailed down oaths that he was only mine;
- And when this hail some heat from Hermia felt,
- So he dissolved, and show'rs of oaths did melt.
- I will go tell him of fair Hermia's flight.
- Then to the wood will he to-morrow night
- Pursue her; and for this intelligence
- If I have thanks, it is a dear expense.
- But herein mean I to enrich my pain,
- To have his sight thither and back again.
Now for the funny thing! If you go to Google and type in "find Chuck Norris," and click I'm feeling lucky, something REALLY funny shows up! I'm serious! Do it!
Sayonara!
What I will do.
I know what I'll say to him. I will ask myself, "What would Shakespeare do?" Then go up to him and spout off the first Shakespeare quote I can think of.
I'm hoping it's either "Alas, poor Yorick," from Hamlet, or "Out, damn spot, out, I say!" from Macbeth. They both seem like rejection sentences(Well, not really in the case of 'Yorick,' but I really want to say that for some reason).
Sayonara!
I'm hoping it's either "Alas, poor Yorick," from Hamlet, or "Out, damn spot, out, I say!" from Macbeth. They both seem like rejection sentences(Well, not really in the case of 'Yorick,' but I really want to say that for some reason).
Sayonara!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
A major FLUB.
Well, that was a major flub. I was putting my script away after play rehearsal when Sir(not) Limey Pants walked up and asked for my answer. Doggone it, why is he in the play too?
The zipper on my backpack was being really stupid, so I was very distracted(once again) and said the completely wrong answer.
I said what I'd say to a boy I'd like. I said that I had to consult my friends first.
Now it sounds like I actually like him, but am afraid to go out with him. Fear is far from my number one priority. I must make him think I'm not intimidated. I am fearless.
Now, what am I going to do? The zipper on my backpack's broken, AND I've got a (not)limey boy who thinks I like him. I don't think I can get through another day under his (not) limey gaze.
Slush looked oddly lost today. It seems that without his (not) limey entourage, he is very upset. His locker is right next to mine, so I should know.
Maybe he's limey instead! Maybe they're all secretly limey except for Sir (not) Limey Pants and all of those boys who have girlfriends!
NERVY SPAZ!!! NERVY SPAZ!!! THE NERVY SPAZ TO END ALL NERVY SPAZZES!!!
Sayonara(twitch)!
The zipper on my backpack was being really stupid, so I was very distracted(once again) and said the completely wrong answer.
I said what I'd say to a boy I'd like. I said that I had to consult my friends first.
Now it sounds like I actually like him, but am afraid to go out with him. Fear is far from my number one priority. I must make him think I'm not intimidated. I am fearless.
Now, what am I going to do? The zipper on my backpack's broken, AND I've got a (not)limey boy who thinks I like him. I don't think I can get through another day under his (not) limey gaze.
Slush looked oddly lost today. It seems that without his (not) limey entourage, he is very upset. His locker is right next to mine, so I should know.
Maybe he's limey instead! Maybe they're all secretly limey except for Sir (not) Limey Pants and all of those boys who have girlfriends!
NERVY SPAZ!!! NERVY SPAZ!!! THE NERVY SPAZ TO END ALL NERVY SPAZZES!!!
Sayonara(twitch)!
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