. . . . . entries for 31.3.06 . . . . .
Chilling with my self-portrait here. I was kind of exasperated with my dad when he was taking this, because there were, you know, people around - people trying to look at the art show, and stuff. o.O
My mom does not like my self portrait because she thinks it is uglier than I am. So she refuses to put it anywhere visible when I get it home. I find this. . . well. I'm sure you can guess how I find this.
If I get into United World College. . . I think it will finally cure me of my procrastination habbits.
This is what I'm in for, boys and girls, if I do end up running off to a castle in Wales for two years. God have mercy on my soul.
. . . . . entries for 30.3.06 . . . . .
I thought it was cute, anyway. xD
*Erin sticks foot in mother's face.*
Erin: Sneak attack!
Mom: Oof! Some people would be dramatically upset to have a foot stuck in their face. *pause; pushes foot away* Footy down.
Erin: . . . some people would be. . . *cannot speak due to laughter; regains composure* DRAMATICALLY UPSET. . . to have a foot stuck in their face.
Mom: It's true.
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| Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking |
 You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal. You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk. You should major in: Philosophy Music Theology Art History Foreign language |
Sometimes I get sick of these things, because it's irritating how they figure me out so damn easily. o.O
| You Are a Boston Creme Donut |
 You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you. But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft. You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily. You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out. |
And I am totally cool with it because Boston Cremes are AWESOME.
Mmmm. xD
There is a Stalin-Hitler comparison AND a recount of math history on TV right now. . . and I am missing them to read my history textbook. xD Heaven forbid I should learn about the fundamentals before the frills, right? I wish my history textbook came with CGI and a soundtrack.
. . . haaaa. xD I'm a big girl, you'd think I'd stop playing dress-up, but I swear it gets worse all the time.
| How You Live Your Life |
 You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences. You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable. |
. . . hey now. I was running low on blog clutter. xD
It's mostly right, I think.
ATTENTION
PROMGOERS!
We require two more bodies (preferrably alive) in our limo! If you are an interested body, contact me or Susan Wilson ASAP!
Icky painful bruise directly above my right ankle. It is about half Matt's fault, but the other half is mine, so I can't grumble too much. So I am done grumbling about that.
Life is strange.
Just reading that statement on a silly weblog sometimes leaves one feeling empty, as if it had no purpose, but that sentence and its whole meaning is exactly what I feel. I know when I look back, I'll think, "oh damn, I was being all emo that day." But right now? That's all I can think of. Life is fucking *weird.*
Don't you hate it when your day is going fine, and going okay, and going well, and then one *little thing* just shoots you down like an outdated bomber?
. . .
. . . yeah, I *hate* that.
. . . . . entries for 28.3.06 . . . . .
Some of my favorite bands/songs are mentioned in today's Questionable Content. xD Go check it out.
Also: Our historian friend Mr. Zinn is incredibly pessimistic and depressing. I don't know how he lives without wanting to slit his throat, wrists, femoral arteries and possibly other major blood vessels every waking moment.
I mean, Christ, I've got to believe in SOMETHING. What can you believe in if you can't believe the Allies were doing the right thing in WWII?
Recused myself today. Wahoo. Don't I feel righteous.
I am kind of sleepy and out of it and blah. And I must read Huck Finn. And do other homework. And I have a to-do list - do you know how often I have one of those? Like, NEVER. Ugh.
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Debate meetings are back to being on Monday nights. I do not like it. >.o
It is really nice outside right now. I *do* like that.
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Also: I strongly dislike inexplicable chest pains. I really do not remember stabbing myself in the breastbone with my knitting needles, but hot damn, it feels like I did. Maybe I am becoming senile. And masochistic.
It is Sunday evening, and I?
I am KNITTING.
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So, all four of the gals definitely in the Susanlimo were at David's Bridal at the same time today - and only three of us knew we'd be there. xD It was kind of cool.
Shannon, Susan and myself all have dresses, and Sarah is working on it, if she does not, in fact, have one already.
. . . whatever will we do with these other two spots on the limo?
MORE PROM DRESS SHOPPING
OH GOD
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Which FF Character Are You?
Second choice, Rikku; third, Terra.
. . . so, both times, I've been a thief; the first time, both of my alternates were thieves too. I'm getting a little less thief-y though. I guess that's good? o.O
Gaia is down! Oh snap! It's been AGES since that's happened. xD
. . . hey now, it's humor, right? xD
Whee. Home from my half day, Golden Phoenix and Starbucks. Good times. :) There will be prom dress shopping for Shannon this weekend! Yarrrr!
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OH SNAP YOUTH COURT AND DEBATE TONIGHT
(What sleep schedule?)
. . . . . entries for 22.3.06 . . . . .
The amazing nerdthread is accessable in my Gaia signature, if any of you forum-mongers want to have a look. Good times. xD
So. I made a post about oppressive language on Gaia. THAT IS HOW MUCH OF A NERD I AM. SWEET JESUS.
This is what it says:
Okay, boys, girls, ladies, gentlemen, and whatnot. I have a few words to say to you.
To Chatspeakers:
The way you type does not make you a bad person, or a good person, for that matter. Don't listen to anyone who tries to tell you otherwise. That's like saying someone with a Brooklyn accent is better than someone with a Midwest accent, or people who speak German are better than those who speak French - it's just idiotic. There's further explanation below.
To Everyone:
I don't know if any of you have studied semiotics at all, but it's basically the field of how language works. Frederick Douglass pointed out, fairly early in the modern history of semiotics, that language was used to oppress. Words like "Negro," "slave" and "black" - not to mention some of the less rosy descriptors - were loaded by the white majority with hidden meanings. To call someone black was to call them a lowlife, an animal. Militant literates - people who hate chatspeakers - use language to oppress through flaming them and calling them things like "n00b" and "illiterate," which have truckloads of negative connotations tacked on by the "literates."
Furthermore, I don't know if any of you have read the ghostwritten Autobiography of Malcolm X, but he makes a statement in the chapter entitled Learning to Read about dialects. On the street, Malcolm X was "the most articulate hustler out there" - but he spoke a different dialect, one we can't even understand. It was what he understood, what he was familiar with, and what was the dominant dialect in his setting and lifestyle. Chatspeak is just a different dialect, and speaking a different dialect doesn't make you better or worse than anyone else.
To Professed "Literates":
If you are one of the people who bitches about "illiterates," "n00bs" and their dialect - chatspeak - all the time, then GROW THE HELL UP and STOP JUDGING PEOPLE. Don't you even realize what you're doing? What gives you the right to call yourself better than someone else just because you choose to write out your sentences in "proper," standard English? There's nothing inherently good about standard English; the "standard" is arbitrary, created after the invention of the printing press to promote feelings of nationalism amongst citizens of countries who spoke different dialects through a common written language.
Times are changing, and the Internet is changing the way we write. DEAL WITH IT, and stop putting people down because they're different from yourself.
I'm done now. Please think about what I've said, and think about what you say to put people down; please, PLEASE don't do this anymore.
My last five moods on iMood are all negative. o.O That hasn't been the case in approximately forever.
So. Prom situation is not as ridiculous as I thought it was, but is still pretty ridiculous. Chem is wholly ridiculous - I did not need to do the lab or the additional worksheets for today. I WOKE UP AT THREE-FUCKING-THIRTY FOR NOTHING.
. . . it is upsetting.
. . . yes, and Susan, please don't take my hysteria in the posts below too seriously. I'll get over it, I swear. o.o
I don't think other people cackle with delight when they read the sentence in the textbook about General MacArthur being given complete control of the Pacific Theatre forces. Cryptonomicon has done strange things to my mind.
Did I mention that I find this situation really ridiculous and gross and I want to die?
So I am up right now because I have to do my fruit battery lab. I did not do it last night because I was very sleepy due to a lack of a nap, because I had to eat something (no lunch at school since I was making up an ANCIENT English quiz) and wake up my dad. I was not able to fall asleep quickly last night because my mother was talking, quite audibly, on the phone across the hall, with Mrs. Burke and Elise Wheeler about prom and limo nonsense, which I am not quite certain of the standing of at this point. My APUSH reading is not finished either, nor are my other chem worksheets. Dad just gave me the same old tired talk about ruining my health.
. . . so Susan, who exactly is going in our limo, anyway? It's you, Jesse, me, Greg, Nicole, Matt, Colin, Sarah, blah and blarg. Who are blah and blarg going to be? What if Natalie and/or Shannon get dates? WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN!?
I don't really wanna lose more sleep because my mother is freaking out over this. o.o It's just prom, for chrissakes.
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There is something mildly surreal about this. o.O . . .
Yar. Back to the grind - I have a ton of stuff to do tonight. I need to call my Youth Court co-prosecutor, too. Good tiiiiiimes. -.- I just want to sleep.
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Damn, I forgot how well my prom dress fits me. o.O Weeeeiiiiird. Cool though. It is off being be-tweak'd. Yo, Susan - what's going on with limo-y things?
It is the first day of spring and it is BLOODY FREEZING outside. >.o
I have some *impressive* raccoon eyes. OMG tired. -.-
Tonight there shall be a meeting with the tailor, to tweak my prom dress. Har har.
. . . . . entries for 19.3.06 . . . . .
How the hell am I going to write 750 words on labor in the New Deal era? It doesn't seem like there's that much to say. o.O
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Hell, you can never have enough blog-clutter.
You'd think maybe humans, as sentient beings with attention spans, would get tired of reliving the same quarrels, the same days and weeks and months. You'd think maybe they'd do something to break the habit, but by and large, they don't; and even if you want to, you're stuck in those damn habits, the molds people shove themselves in, if you view yourself as even the least bit responsible for those you care about, and for the entire damn world.
It's bizarre. Selflessness is supposed to lead to happiness. It seems to have gotten so perverse in this world that it only leads to despair. How the hell did that happen?
Brianne made me a funny bobbly hat! Thank you, Brianne. And thanks, Cas, for sending yon hat and the GREEN CURRY my way.
Mm. . . happy days are here again.
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I have been seized by a sudden, undeniable desire to don a little black dress.
. . . and, well, I'm not about to deny an undeniable desire.
I was just reminded why True Lies is one of my favorite movies EVER. So good. xD
So basically, I really should just get off the internet. o.O
I cleaned the house with Natalie. xD Entertaining, indeed. YEAAARGH OOMPH DEVICE
OH SNAP
GOING TO THE BURKE HOUSE
Greg showed me this. It's pretty phenomenal. xD
And I reiterate: harumph!
Anyway. I am making a to-do list for this weekend.
1. Do the sock thing. (Yeah, that's right - the sock thing.)
2. Do my APUSH homework.
3. Call yon sister mine, who is at Shimer.
. . . . . entries for 17.3.06 . . . . .
I freaking love this webcomic. A few strips in it just make me GLOW inside.
Gnyaaaah. Katie Plant kicked me in the thigh today in GIRLS' TEAM WATER SPORTS. . . by accident, of course, but it is going to be an *impressive* bruise. Ow. o.o
Happy St. Patrick's Day, goofballs. :P If you are not wearing green at this very moment, I suggest you pinch yourself; the Irish karma police will get you.
It is also THE WEEKEND. This is excellent, and I know I'll be good and sick of it by the time it's over, too.
Sigh. Paradise.
. . . . . entries for 16.3.06 . . . . .
Bottom line: I love Final Fantasy music. A lot. xD
I think it would be enormously fun to play an arrangement of this in band or orchestra. . . too bad I'm not in either of them anymore. >.< BUT I could arrange it for one of them. If that's remotely legal. Which it probably isn't.
But it'd be so fun!
My interview with UWC has been postponed.
For two. WEEKS.
Martha Lyman had a family emergency. :( Graaaah.
So today, I dressed all emo-like. I think it threw some people off. Mr. Bloom was perplexed as to why I had a little red duck hanging from a lanyard on my neck. He asked why, and I asked why not, and he said, you've got me there.
Tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day. So I have to do something Irish-y. I will definitely wear my shamrock, but what else, I wonder. . .
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BEST.
ICON.
EVER.
Also reminds me of No Exit. xD
I am compiling the recent posts on the debate forum for my dad. The header is:
The Niskayuna Speech and Debate Team Presents
Congratulatory Balderdash
An Original Production
Ah me.
. . . . . entries for 14.3.06 . . . . .
I am *such* a terrible chem student. -.- I don't think today was my day.
Eeuurg. Must do better in APUSH. Some history nerd I am.
So, now no one but moderators can post on the Yahoo group. I like this ending, because no one wins, the bullshit is just over. Very good, very good.
. . . . . entries for 13.3.06 . . . . .
. . . oh wow. I will be going "OMG WTF DEBATE KIDS ARE SO FUNNY" all night now.
Oh my fucking GOD my debate team is AMAZING.
. . .
. . .
WOW.
Yeah, okay, so you don't have to be signed in to look at this, so if you're in the mood for some impressive evidence of the OUTSTANDING characteristics of Niskayuna debators, go here:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/niskyspeechanddebate/messages
and read from the top down. You might miss the beginning of this enormous controversy, which was me congratulating the kids who went to RQTs. HEAVEN FORBID I EVER CONGRATULATE ANYONE ON ANYTHING. OH GOD.
This is so ludicrous!
. . . . . entries for 12.3.06 . . . . .
Zorn means anger in German. Anyone who has played FFIX might find this interesting, but to everyone else. . . I am not sorry for wasting your time. :P
Oh wow. I wish I'd found the song Every You Every Me by Placebo when it was relevant to my life. xD Oh well.
| You Are 28 Years Old |
 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax. |
Getting old. :P
Note to the ludicrously bored: reading the archives of my blog is a highly entertaining activity, when pursued with the right state of mind.
It seems almost as if things are going *too* well.
It's a little brillig out today, wouldn't you say?
(I am reciting that for English. I also used it in a prior paper for the same class. I guess that just makes me boring. :P)
. . . . . entries for 11.3.06 . . . . .
It is six o'clock, and still light out! And warm!
Spring is here - if only temporarily.
So, I am going to States, and I have a prom date, even if he *is* a goofy bastard. o.O Today was a day of victory, after its fashion.
Now I must sleep; if I do not sleep, I will suck no matter how good my cases are.
Tomorrow should be. . . entertaining.
. . . . . entries for 10.3.06 . . . . .
. . . well, actually, my neg might *not* suck.
Christ, what if I qualify for States? I'll be kind of pissed off. ANOTHER freaking debate tournament. I want it to be over. >.<
I like my aff case so far. It makes a lot of sense, and it uses the fantastically juicy evidence I have to a delightfully exploitative extent. Mwuhahaha!
It's going to suck when I have to write a neg case. I think I will write a bitchy neg hinging on a definition, because I don't want to have to write a real neg. So BLAH.
Mostly I got a kick out of the one line: "I need proof before belief."
I believe that RQTs will be exceptionally entertaining, given that it's an entertaining crop of kids going there. I don't really care if I get to states at this point, but it will not be a wasted Saturday. No. No it will not. :)
Also: I set myself a nigh-impossible task in the arrangement department. The FFVII battle theme is so complex and incredible that, well. . . I am going to have some issues. o.O
Grrrr. Must write debate cases tonight. Kayden is writing zombie cases. This delights me. If I lose my first two rounds, I *will* run a zombie case last round.
. . . . . entries for 9.3.06 . . . . .
I am unhealthily excited about arranging the FFVII battle theme in midi class tomorrow. I might actually do an arrangement of a bunch of different battle themes, because I'm THAT CRAZY. Oh god. (I put the regular battle and boss themes from VII and VIII on my iPod. . . just in case.)
Nerd nerd nerd nerd nerd.
So other than the owl, today ended up being unremarkable, and now - now I must read history. A lot of it. Eurrrrgh. >.o It likes me not!
Staying home from school today, at least initially, to help mom help our owly friend. She shows an unhealthy interest in opening the box to look at the owl, which is basically a bad idea, as I said in a previous post. So I will also be keeping an eye on my mother to make sure she does not do that.
. . . kinda sucks, though. I'm going to miss English again, and maybe German too. >.o
To elaborate: the owl is not a baby as such, but is petite. Dad thinks he is a young great horned owl.
We cannot open the box because the sudden light and big, creepy pink thing looking at it might give it a heart attack. This would be terrible.
Ooooowwwwwwwwlllllll. o.o
I cannot look at the owl. I might scare it. :( Oh well. I hope he will be okay.
There is a BABY OWL!?
HURT!?
By the side of the road in front of my house!?
AAAAAH!
o.o I hope it doesn't have bird flu, and furthermore, I wonder if it is a baby owl or just a small owl. Baby owls don't really look like owls. They look like little proto-birds.
. . . baby owl! O.O
. . . . . entries for 8.3.06 . . . . .
Inexplicable, low-intensity chest pains during the second half of the school day; I was also struck with a rather nasty headache when I got home, probably due to Dad's shalacking (how the hell do you spell that?) of the mailbox. Eurgh.
BUT. We drew the 1920's in APUSH today, and it made my life. :D
. . . . . entries for 6.3.06 . . . . .
Slowly but surely, it is getting to be less bloody freezing outside. Spring will be good. :)
Just caught an interesting quote at the end of an episode of Law and Order SVU that I thought was indicative of my own desire to enter politics:
"Tough gig, eh? But you gotta love it."
". . . no. You gotta hate it. It's the only way you'll be any good at it."
Aaah, my nails are short. It is bizarre.
Right, so, ten billion tons of stuff to do today/this week/for the rest of my life. :P Ugh.
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. . . you know, I should work on obtaining some semblance of balance in my life. Maybe, instead of total unproductivity until nine on Sunday night, at which point I become stressed as all holy hell, I could spread the workload out over the entire weekend? It's a great idea, right?
It's just that great ideas have this habit of NOT WORKING.
Wallace and Gromit just won an Oscar over The Corpse Bride and Howl's Moving Castle.
. . .
. . .
. . . what the HELL were they thinking!?
Life would be so much *better* with decent circulation.
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I cannot even enjoy doing nothing anymore.
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In my state of refined slackage, I have become a Gaian fashion guru. I LOVE THE WEEKEND. OH GOD.
And hell, if the whole politische Macht thing falls through, I can always be a fashion designer. :P
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I guess it was about time people stopped commenting. xD
So ACTUALLY RQTs are NEXT weekend and not THIS weekend.
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I love our debate team. >.o
Home-work Hell
Home-work Hell
I am in the hand-bask-et to
Home-work Hell
. . . . . entries for 1.3.06 . . . . .
Also: apparently I have had the battle theme from FFVII on my phone for ages on end and have never used it as a ringtone! It's such a good, obnoxious little tune, too. So now that is my ringtone. I have some pretty good ones besides that too - the lines "Is it wasting the time I've been given to maybe wait for the day of oblivion?" from Shake the Sheets, the Zanarkand theme from FFX, God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen (for Christmastime, in lieu of Jingle Bells) and a somewhat badly programmed "Stereotypes" by Blur.
Oh the nerdity. Revel in it. Revel!
It is about bloody time I had a new ringtone on my cell phone. I will program a bit of "Shake the Sheets," I think.
Shit, guys, I kind of feel like an overachiever. Now all I have to do is qualify for debate states and I'll really have done it. (I could try to the Catholic Forensic League too, but god, I don't really want to die this weekend.)
Hey, it's Ash Wednesday. Cheery stuff. My dad's going to church soon. Since he *is* Catholic and all.
If I *do* end up going to hell, at least I won't get bored - plenty of interesting people will be there, and I've never thought of pain as boring as such.
come home?
.:people:.
{ting}
she looks like the real thing
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out and about
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THIS IS AMERICA
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stop being depressed
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other
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my dm
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are you reading this?
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approach focus
[natalie]
wait a minute
[susan]
solitude
{greg}
manbeargreg
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turtles! turtles! by araglas
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