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i wonder if it's common practice for other blogs to randomly change their blog names once in a short while. because i did it first and then connie did it and we both do it now to a ridiculous degree. so i'll just go rename my blog now again.
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Wednesday, October 31, 2001
daaarn =(. i have already completely forgotten about powderpuff. girls cross country has practice until the 10th of november...at least the top 9 or so do =(. this is really stinky. guess who's not having any playing time?...yeaah. i don't blame daly though...i mean, he can't possibly know abilities by some kids who come to practice on the last two days. sucky.
i hope everyone had a good halloween. it certainly didn't feel like it. halloween, i mean.
it seems like you stuck "horrible" into random places there. how lovely. :o)
powderpuff starts tomorrow. i wonder what practice will be like.. i find it kind of funny that daly has two assistant coaches. is it usually like that? .. with powderpuff? we are hardcore, yo. haha.. i need to brush up on my football. you know, after all these years of watching football movie after football movie, you'd think i'd know at least the bare minimum about the game... man. i am so clueless. it's going to be fun. :) blah blah blah.. i don't want to study for latin. :(
what a horrible week. i don't know why, but it just seems like a horrible week. horrible weeks are so horrible. i think i'll keep using this adjective in every horrible sentence at least once. anyway, so i'm doing this horrible honors advanced research assignment where i have to find research information on my horrible topic -- which is about biological effects of the low-frequency electromagnetic fields -- and finding scientific journal articles is coming out to be a real annoyance. no one has horrible really done research with this on plants .. it's all on humans and cancer. or something really insignificant and horrible really difficult to understand -- like "electric-field-induced schiff-base deprotonation in d85n mutant bacteriorhodopsin". i horrible don't know what that means. i read the article abstract and i still don't know what horrible it means. and so many of these journal articles aren't horrible online, or you have to pay for them, or .. i think those are the two bad situations that can happen. back (horrible) to work.
Tuesday, October 30, 2001
yea so um...after 8th period today in gothelf, i think the soma thing is pretty much finished. done. that was like the low point. the minimum value. like (0, -999999999). i don't think i'll ever mention soma again unless i'm really depressed, so if i start talking about soma you'll know i just fudged another latin presentation. but we were just trying to be creative with our views...and well i guess we went too far. i hope she doesn't really think that's what i thought. then it's just sad. i wonder if i should argue for the name "robber barons" or "captains of industry".
oh yea, when mr. bird said "of COURSE!", he sounded kind of like mr. loughran's "you're all over creAtion!"
oh, that's what he said? i didn't hear the question -- but i did hear the yelling and the voice breaking. he's somewhat of a temperamental man. i was laughing with kevin in physics every time we were watching ed harris's character stand around with an angry expression on his face. i think it was because of that that we didn't get the stupid marble in until the third try or so .. it was weird, since our x distance was off or something. it was really annoying. i wish i were in another group. i wish i took a different language, too. no me gusta el espanol. i remember i saw a coat in ae too, and it was wool and dark grey and i liked it. maybe i should go back and touch it many times.
should i make up the homework? (says a big sophomore named kareem)
of COURSE! (responds mr. bird.. with a gigantic voice-crack.. kind of like an adolescent boy's voice) hahaha.. how funny was that? every person in the front row of the class had a "what-the-heck" look on. i was trying hard not to laugh. :o) i feel happy that i was able to understand caitlin's blog. yay! my latin skills aren't as bad as i had expected. and when she wrote "get over yourself," i couldn't help but think to myself, "goodbye.." and start humming eden's crush. hmm.. janet and laura brainwashed me last year. hey, they're having a co-ed popstars this year. that is CRAZY. co-ed, yo. nuts. woh, ellen won monmouth counties?? woh! congratulations, ellen! =) AE has this wintry jacket [sorry, derek, it's a girls' jacket] that is amazingly soft and fluffy. i stood there in the store for about a minute feeling that jacket. i think it was down.. but really really light and soft down. and the outside was just like a regular puffy jacket, but it was also really really soft. i wanted to pet it a little more, but i realized that i was starting to look stupid. being foolish, like catullus. haha.. aah, my head hurts. waah.. :( maybe i should nap. but.. i must study for physics and precalc. bah! oh well. we'll see what happens. Monday, October 29, 2001
now see, if you had seen the actual page for my blog and the description, you would've noticed the description and the new title for this blog. "what depends on what" .. i had other titles prepared, but they've been pushed behind. i'll reveal them all when i'm ready.
you feel nothing, mule?! Sound, Words, Imagery, Mood, Theme, Allusion, Grammar. SWIMTAG! and you know aaaaaaaaaaaa is a sound of anger and despair, or happiness? and uuuuu is a sad sound too. and i wonder, if catullus stopped writing those poems and just spend his time with lesbia instead of his wax tablets, you'd think he might have gotten somewhere. it seems to me that he did not do his part of the deal, he has betrayed Lesbia for his wax tablets! i wonder if that makes any sense.
oh did any of you realize that, when you were supposedly watching apollo 13, that Gene Kranz (ed harris) looks and acts extremely like mr. bird? like with his "I don't want your goddam estimates!" remember: a gramme is better than a damn.
poor catullus, you must stop being foolish... sigh, latin translations are the best.
does anyone else who take latin (steph, rich) keep thinking SWIMTAG, SWIMTAG in gothelf's class when we're going over poetry? it's pretty awesome how we know how to analyze poetry now.. or at least kind of. and we're really good at making up stuff. especially sounds. i think the other day, janet said something like, oh yeah, and there's a lot of Ms in this poem because he's really sad, you know mmmmmm that's a sad sound.. ms. boueil's like, um, but isn't that a hopeful poem? janet's like... OH YEAH, that's what i meant.. you know, mmmm that's the sound you make when you're happy... anyway, it was pretty funny. if you have ms. boueil, you can imagine. and don't you love how catullus is so funny in the way he words things? sentis nihil, mule? hahahaha. he was one crazy messed up self-centered guy, that's for sure. my goodness, no one cares that much about your love affair... and don't you even feel embarrassed that you were so obsessed with her and she didn't care about you at all? you publish your poems of rejection for all the world and all the aetates to see? like, first your like, oh, we're so in love... she loves me so much, i love her so much... and then he's like.. oh, i'm so in love - she doesn't really like me anymore, but i'm still obsessed with her, and i still stalk her.. and then - oh my god, my life is over, she's sleeping with my best friend. get over yourself, geez! if she's willing to cheat on her husband with you, she's going to cheat on you with other people. and do you guys get excited that this stuff is two thousand years old? (oh my god - i sound just like.. yes, ms. boueil - but it is pretty cool, no?) okay, anyway, anything else happening in the normal, non-latin world? nothing i can think of. i incinerated a worm today.
it's a monday. am in a blogging mood? okay, so ellen just told me that she won monmouth county, and i'm still not sure what exactly that is .. how can you win a county? i want to win one too -- like one with a big city in it. so what's "alias"? i wish i had tv .. the only channels i have okay reception for are just upn and fox, and they're not so great. i can't see the other ones at all. i wish i had cable. so lately, i've made a bit of a list of what i want or kind of need to get: a tennis racquet, a guitar, songbooks, a more wintery jacket-coat something, shoes, some more formal clothes so i don't have to keep borrowing my dad's, shirts and pants. i don't know how to put it in order of importance, and then i don't really know which things i really need and which are just things that would be nice to have. i probably don't need any of them. but it's just -- i don't know. my mom and dad keep telling me how we're not as rich as other people, okay, but so where does all that money i save them by not buying expensive things and not spending as much money on those things i get as other people and not taking prep courses or buying books and not .. i'm just wondering where it is, and if i can have some of it. to buy some songbooks. and shoes. and a wintery jacket-coat. i know, i already told you my list.
strange. isn't hugh grant in both of those movies? i'm guessing maybe i didn't catch the part where you said it was a hugh grant movie-thon. what's a love life? so i was waiting for the late bus today out in the cold and this voice behind me goes "hi derek" .. and it's this girl, and i completely didn't know what to say after "uh, hi". it was a conversation that lasted maybe fifteen seconds, just two sentences about orchestra. my mind wasn't working at all. i have to learn how to speak well and carry on conversations with unknown people. what's a good subject to talk about anywhere and everywhere with anyone? hm. and these new freshmen guys are really getting annoying, like incredibly so. there's this group of obnoxious white guys who think they're so cool .. they're in my gym class, and they're so incredibly stupid. and they think they're so strong while we're in the weight room. my row in the locker room is filled with obese white freshmen -- there's four of these guys who must weigh about a thousand pounds put together. and it's not like they're big .. they're just short and overweight. mmpf. oh, something i just thought of .. i bench-pressed my own weight today. i did it once, and then i got halfway up for the second time when it just wouldn't go up anymore. i was a little surprised that i did it -- it's weird looking down the bar and seeing these large weights on the ends. i think i had something else to say, but i don't remember. maybe later.
WOAH, ellen!!! monmouth counties.. that is quite nice. congratulations, man! =)
richard, you are one crazy kid. almost as crazy as catullus. with all that fizziks and s0ma.. wow. i like RockinRichbert, though. that is just nuts. i LOVE bridget jones' diary. it is such a good movie. but i don't know if i'd be able to make it through that *and* notting hill. i'd probably have a nervous breakdown halfway into it.. hehe :). romantic/chick flicks are good, but only in limited amounts. unless, of course, you're in the mood. but otherwise, they just leave you feeling depressed about your love life. or lack thereof. (waaaahahahaha...*sniff*) hehehe.. i'm just kidding. i love chick flicks! warm and fuzzy feelings are the best! but sometimes that ugly feeling creeps up on you.. i think it might be jealousy.. and you feel really..um.. ugly. right. hahaha... :o) i don't have that much homework today. maybe if i finish early, i'll actually get some sleep! yesss... :) man, i really wanted to watch Alias last night.. but i was studying for chem. darnit. i heard they had a lot of nice close-ups of michael vartan. booo.. i missed them. her reporter friend is actually pretty cute, too. hee hee. i'm such a girl. okay, homework time. bye! Sunday, October 28, 2001
it's been a movie-watching weekend for me. friday night i saw bridget jones' diary and a couple hours later, notting hill. and last night i saw hunchback of notre dame. and stayed up until 6:30 (without daylight savings that is) talking. oh, it was sweet. (well, waking up with three hours of sleep to go to church was *not* sweet, but whatever.) but watching two chick flicks in a row is definitely *not* a good idea. by the end of the first one i was asking the girl next to me to marry me. you can only imagine how i was by the end of notting hill ...
er ... anyway ... i really need more sleep ... although i just took a two-hour nap, woke up, went upstairs and ... ate ... cheese for some odd reason ... and have a decent amount of work to do. i think i'm going to go read spenser in bed and, most probably, fall asleep there. ah, bridget jones' is good. well, the book is better than the movie, but they're both good in their own ways ... congrats ellen, that's awesome!
wah, i want a new guitar and a new tennis racquet. my mom was just telling me how my four hours of tennis yesterday cost her a hundred dollars because of greedy shrewsbury racquet club, and so i was thinking about how much money i could save by just not doing lessons. enough to get me a new guitar and a new tennis racquet. and i could just practice by myself or sometimes maybe with someone else on the court in front of my house. unless it's too cold .. which it'll be soon.
Saturday, October 27, 2001
hahaha...i don't have much to say, but check out this website : http://www.eugenemirman.com/ hahaha. turn up your sound and click on the titles to hear him sing. "roxanne" and "walk this way" are pretty good. hahahaha. i don't know why i get such a kick out of this. yes, alright.
woo, my partner and i are in the semifinals for the monmouth county tennis tourney. nice.
i think the most commonly used sentence with the very "aborrecer" in spanish last year was : Yo aborrezco la tarea. or Yo aborrezco la clase de historia.
sorry for the choppiness of my blogs, derek. i've got a lot of stuff to do and little time to do it. haha, i even ditched Beach Sweep Cleanup with NHS today. it was just too early!! hopefully i won't get points deducted or something...
no me gusta technically DOES mean "i don't like it" in spanish. it's not direct translation, derek. ie, if someone says, "quieres frijoles?" you could respond.. "no gracias - no me gustan frijoles." but it might seem kind of weird to say.. "no, odio frijoles." or at least it would be rude. hey, spanish is kind of like newspeak - instead of having two words that are opuestos (opposites, i mean) - they just have one and modify it with the appropriate adverbs/adjectives/negations! well, only sometimes.. it's not like the word for tall is "no bajo." that would just be weird!
but according to my comprehensive spanish dictionary: hate [heit] n odio. - 2 t odiar, detestar. 3 (regret) lamentar. and also: aborrecer t to abhor, hate. hmm. should i watch apollo XIII today? o crees que no vale la pena? Friday, October 26, 2001
ahh my head. in latin today mrs boueil made my group present a comparison between two poems by crazy catullus today. and we ended up just standing there bsing, and then staring at her like "duhhhhhh...", waiting for her to point out another obvious point that we forgot to mention because we were too busy bsing. it was so frustrating b/c she kept pointing out things that were so obvious, but only after she told us. i want to have a FIZZIKS/chemistry/history party. we can watch apollo 13 and study its trajectory for fizziks and that CO2 filtration thing for chemistry, but it has nothing do with the industrial revolution. oh well.
now that we're done with brave new world, i think G0Ts0ma is losing its effect, but i still have an AFFINITY for that sn....besides, what am i supposed to do now with the giver? g0tGiver? g0tPill? g0tBike? g0tnewchild? g0tAssignmenT? and we're done with it on tuesday, so maybe i'll stick with RockinRichbert until our next long term reading (g0t)Assignment. HAHAHA!! i crack myself up. get it? g0tAssignment? Assignment? the giver? hahahahaha...i have problems...i've g0t to get a life.
hello. mm, all "no me gusta" means is "_____ doesn't give me pleasure" .. so that's not dislike at all. is disliking something the same as not liking something? i think "dislike" is like the opposite of "like" .. while "not like" is just the absence of "like". something like that, okay.
Thursday, October 25, 2001
no me gusta, except that seems not strong enough for passionate loathing... which i feel right now for physics and precalc. i'm okay with spanish... but precalc and physics... ::shudder:: i can't take those classes. english is pretty high on my hate list too. she really thinks our class is retarded. and she didn't tell us our wordmaster results again. oh well... i'm missing english tomorrow because we (the gymnastics team) leave for shore conference at 1:30. so we get out of class at 1:08 yay. so i have to take word wealth on monday, what fun. mr bird takes way too long to grade papers. or maybe it's the fact that srikar didn't take it yet grrr. did amitrani ever grade those extra credit things we did? he probably forgot or lost them. wow he really likes to throw random things in class. he demonstrates every problem by throwing something, even if it's a really stupid problem. and he does it multiple times... he throws the football again... and again... and again... wow ok i'm so bitter about school, i need to stop complaining so much.
haha, which errors were yours? she was surprised that our class wasn't responding the way she expected us to -- by laughing loudly and making fun of the mistakes -- and so she told us that. and we laughed at all the rest of the sentences she read. anyway, hm. today was a bit weird in physics. for this problem with the football player throwing a ball to a receiver thirty yards away, apparently i did the conversions from english to metric wrong -- and i should've only converted the rate of acceleration due to gravity from metric to english, instead of stupidly doing the opposite with a lot of other numbers -- and so everything i did was with the wrong numbers. except .. when i converted it back to english, the answer was exactly thirty yards. which was the distance from the thrower to the receiver. that was a little strange .. usually you don't get such an exact and seemingly correct answer when you do a problem wrong. usually i just get weird numbers with a lot of digits after the decimal point. so i was using euston's calculator to see why it would happen that way, and in the process of doing that i wasn't paying attention to the teacher, and so i accidently passed back papers that i wasn't supposed to pass back, and then he kind of spoke loudly at me to pay attention and something about "what's coming out of my mouth is not blather". i was um, thinking the exact opposite. okay, so. it seems like amitrani's physics and bird's precalc are in a close race for which class i hate the most this year, with physics just a little bit ahead right now. and spanish is a close third. how do you say "hate" in spanish?
Wednesday, October 24, 2001
mrs. gothelf has an amazing ability to make me feel stupid and bad about myself. hmm.. it really is not pleasant. you know those composition errors we went over in class today from the "ordinary people" essays? yeah, two of those were mine. i don't think she likes me very much. every time i raise my hand in that class, something stupid comes out of my mouth and she doesn't mind pointing that out. well, it's not like she says, "hey, that was stupid." it's just her tone. but i'm probably just being paranoid. i need to change my attitude toward her. maybe if i tell myself to think that she's a nice person, i won't have a bad time every day during eighth period. bah. i hate school. oh, and did i mention that i probably failed that math test? yup. i really hate school.
anyways... today was our last game of the season. we [the juniors] gave each senior a rose and they were all getting so sad. there was that bittersweet feeling.. :o) there was so much food.. cupcakes and cookies and cookies and more cookies. man. and we wonder why we don't run as fast as the other teams... haha. :P okay, i have to sleep. good night!
hey, random-meaningless is good. it's the only thing i do. i say whatever i feel like saying -- like "my ear seems to be twitching" or "why do they have to make meat sound nicer by using words like 'pork' and 'beef' instead of just calling it 'pig meat' and 'cow meat'?" .. right. i think people would eat a lot less of it if the menus listed it as like "pig meat chops" and so on. anyway, it seems as though those things about my english teacher having some kind of preference towards me -- i'm starting to notice it too! it was embarrassing today when she was telling us the results of this "wordmaster" national competition test thing the first part of which we took in class a week or two ago, and then she tells everyone that i was one out of four people in all of her classes who got a nine out of ten. and then everyone clapped for some strange reason. and the girl behind me was like "nobody got a ten? not even derek?! he's like the smartest kid in the world!" i think that's how it went. grr. and then she kept looking at me -- ahh, why me -- to close and raise the shades, and the first time the girl behind me went to do it and then the second time the girl in front of me beat me to it. so she was like, "you can't let these ladies do that work for you" or something .. right. ahh, we finished our history video and i just can't wait for my incredible asininity on tape and the class's reaction to it. i hope people laugh. mm.
ah...yeah, i seem to be in the same boat as you, derek. so like, we weren't chosen as winners either. and i'm completely bitter about it. well, ok, not bitter. but a little upset -- mostly because i guess this was the only year where i actually really really wanted to win. my mom/piano teacher said it had to do with the fact that we had to audition first, but...that's kind of hard to believe. it's just disappointing. eh, but that's life, right? i have to learn some day that i won't get everything. haha. well hey -- at least i got some good sushi out of this whole thing. oh, and a french vanilla dunkachino! those are good man. heh...my mom predicted i would be upset, so she tried to cheer me up by buying me my favorite food. i love sushi! mmm...bop. =D
otherwise -- ok, how happy am i that the first issue of our school newspaper is finally done?? very. (hehe..dave i know you read this) and it looks good. no more weird night hours working at school. although, i must admit, it was kind of fun. hm..i think mostly because one of the co editors in chief basically...helped me out MAJORLY with my page. and then the other times we spent racing around the classrooms in all those comfy rolling chairs that our school seems to have an overabundance of. nice. =) something weird: i've been listening to harry connick jr lately. i'm sad because my parents won't let me see dashboard confessional next week. *shrug* he'll come back sooner or later. hehe...ok, i'm going to leave before all of you get mad at me for blogging random/meaningless things.
mmmbop. so anyway, my mom told me yesterday that grr, i wasn't one of the winners for the piano competition. apparently there were eighteen entries in my level and only five were chosen .. hm. i really think that this competition is rigged -- as in, i think the teachers on the committee pick their own students as winners. oh well. i wasn't expecting to win anyway .. well, maybe a little bit. i'm never entering again. and hey, at least i don't have to spend an absurd amount of money for tickets to the recital and then have to get people to go. wahaha. um, i was going to say something else but i think i've forgotten what. i'll come back later.
Tuesday, October 23, 2001
ouch, today's math test was a little hard. okay .. so first he wastes our time -- actually my stupid class was wasting time -- because of people not having calculators, and then the test doesn't have enough room for us to write all that stuff down, and then he gives us something that he never even touched upon. i don't even remember any of the questions anymore because i've tried very hard to blank them all out of my head. there we go. i have a piano lesson soon when my teacher arrives and then i'll be going to grace's house to film our thing. please please, please don't include those stupid "outtake" but not really scenes .. umm. these kids in the back are being really bad. it sounds like they're having a fight while my mom talks to their mom. i've never worn a dress. someone wrote me a long e-mail today!
filming stuff for school is fun. but not so fun when the rest of the class sees it. when we filmed our Great Expectations project last year, we did some really crazy stuff. (ok not that crazy) but it turned out kinda...crappy? but the crappiness made it funny and gave us a good grade:) i want to know what kinds of things you guys did for your history presentation. and what's the topic and stuff? anyway, i was dressing up this big buff guy in one of my dresses i wore to a sweet sixteen...and that got caught on tape. yeah, i think i cut his face with the sequincy things when i had to take it off him. yep, he was estella. =P mm, great expectations...great book. maybe i'll actually read it sometime.
but all in all, filming is fun! we should make a movie sometime. even though i don't know half of you.
i know, the marking period ends next friday... that's in about 8 school days and i'm doing so bad in precalc. mr bird scares me... i haven't been able to finish any of the last 3 math tests we've had, and i don't know how that happened. i kind of feel myself blanking out at the beginning of the test and it takes me a really long time to figure out how to do easy problems.. but then i know how to do the harder problems at the end that are worth a lot of points, but then i don't have enough time to finish. and i'm really really screwed. ::sigh:: oh well, you guys better all laugh at our history presentation tomorrow. we're going to make total fools of ourselves. believe me derek, you ain't seen nuttin' yet until you see how corny our thing is.
Monday, October 22, 2001
okay. derek, you suck. i go to check to see my updates on my webpage, and realize that derek has written extremely erratic and unusually not-grace-like things on my page. how did he get into my webpage editing, you ask? yes well, the history project was at my house, and naturally, everyone's getting picked up after we've finished (most of) our work. except eric's mom comes last, and eric's mom is also giving derek a ride home. and of course, you know asian parents and how they can start talking......and talking....and talking.....so they get bored waiting (for like half an hour) so they ask if they can use my computer and go online...sure, i say. of course, i forget that everything on my computer is auto-login and all the passwords are saved. so they talk to michelle under my screenname, and drex writes....on my updates. thanks derk.
anyway, off to do the craploads of work that the teachers insist on piling up. not to stress anyone out, but when did the marking period come so quickly to its close??
um .. hahaha. i mean, cool. anyway, this is been a pretty bad weekend and monday .. i've had quite a large amount of work. yet i'm wasting my time here and blogging -- hm, i seem to have my priorities in the wrong places. okay, so my history group is going to make fools out of ourselves as well .. and especially me, with the stupid things that i said and did that were caught on tape for all to see. the idea of "outtakes" doesn't seem like such a good one to me, especially when they're not really mistakes during filming but are just random scenes of the group goofing off. actually, i'm working in all those scenes. except the last ones where i was playing with the camera and filming facial expressions, and another one where i decided to say incredibly stupid things while the camera was recording. i'm stupid.
it's not a good day. Sunday, October 21, 2001
ETS: Evil Testing Serpent. according to my funny sat book, anyway. i thought that was kind of cool. and it certainly is evil. grrrr... i think i was having problems with that one, too. i went with "custom" even though i had this odd feeling in my gut. haha, i almost typed "but." it would have been funny because it would have been like i was saying that i had a weird feeling in my butt and that would have been funny. yeeess.. that made complete sense. :o)
oh, man.. we (as in, my history group) are going to make the biggest fools of ourselves on tuesday. i challenge any of you other groups to a fool-making contest... we are sure to win. i just hope that everyone laughs. i don't want to stand up there in uncomfortable silence, especially if i'm trying to be funny. so, laugh. it was really funny when we were writing the script. and when we were rehearsing it. but i feel .. apprehensive about doing it in front of the class. i think i have stage fright. :-/ michelle's doggie is so cute. he gets really spastic when he eats his food and he's really soft. and ken got dog pee on his pant leg. hahahahaha.. =) i am so sick of pizza.
oh man, for some reason i totally don't remember that question that you guys are agonizing over. i guess that's not a good thing... i probably got it wrong. oh well.
Saturday, October 20, 2001
man, i was thinking the EXACT SAME THING-- i was agonizing over "assembly" vs. "custom" for like 5 minutes. ick. and i decided that "assembly" would make more sense... and then i realized they were probably trying to trick us because convention doesn't mean assembly in the "put together, make stuff" sense but in the "NJEA Convention" sense. stupid ETS. evil ETS. bad ETS.
and this kid insisted on continually cracking his knuckles, and the guy behind me had an obsession with attaching his legs to my chair, and this girl got up 5 times to get tissues and blow her nose really loudly, and another girl had a really weird-sounding sneeze right in the middle of the second verbal section and everyone laughed... so i settled on "custom."
no, what i thought "assembly" was as in something assembled, like a stage that was assembled, the new assembly of the stage .. anyway. it pisses me off. oh, and i'd like to get off this stupid pedestal thing that other people are putting me on. "aren't you that kid who got like a perfect score last year?" "so what do you think you'll get this year, 1600?" "oh, you don't need to study, stop complaining." okay, it's time to go to sleep and get to work ..
derek, if it makes you feel better, "convention" CAN mean assembly. like the democratic convention. it's a meeting, or assembly. but yeah, that wasn't the answer, i don't think. don't worry, there's nothing you can do now anyway. i mean: don't worry; there's nothing you can do now anyway. damn that writing section. how did i do well on it last year? i think i did pretty poorly on it this time around. but wanna hear how lucky i was?? well, i bet you don't but listen (or read), this is SO cool. before the test, i spontaneously decided to review the built-in SAT word list on my electronic dictionary. i only got through the "A" words, but on the test, two of those words were on it!! and i would have had no clue if i hadn't reviewed them. acumen and abdicate. you probably knew those words already. i didn't. but now i do! so i feel kind of happy/lucky about that. maybe it's a good omen?
ahh, i know i missed one. the stupid word "convention" .. that word was used in its different parts of speech maybe five or six times in those three paragraphs. and then the question was like "which of the following words is closest in meaning" and i was stuck between "assembly" and "custom". okay, you'd think that i would learn by now after so many times that i should go with my first instinct, but i was still a little doubtful after i marked the answer sheet down for "custom" .. so then i went back and thought for a really long time and then erased the mark and wrote in the letter for "assembly". which is not at all a meaning that the word "convention" can take on. grr, i hate this feeling. it's kind of like "okay, so i know definitely that i got one wrong, so how many others are there that i don't know?" i think there's a specific ratio to express that. like last year i had no idea if i had mistakes or not. this is turning out to be a bad year. i have to learn how to concentrate.
Friday, October 19, 2001
it's been a horrible, horribly long day, and i have to get dressed up and go out in like twenty-five minutes ...
dude, my i went driving with my mom around the lucent building today and now i think i've got perpendicular(is that what u call it?) parking skills.
ahhh i'm not a junkie...at least not on beer, and at least not until after the chem lab today...man that pure O2 is some potent stuff. j/k;) aaah psats tomorrow. notice my incorrect use of that semicolon and closed parenthesis...need some imitation soma...
so my group for this history project thing is meeting at my house on sunday at 1PM. and i don't think that we're going to be done in five hours, so i start asking some people in my group what they want for dinner, beef curry or spaghetti....
G0tS0ma (9:07:45 PM): which is easier for u? graceee101 (9:09:43 PM): er, i think either G0tS0ma (9:11:59 PM): which one is less messy if i spill it all over your floor? graceee101 (9:12:30 PM): uh graceee101 (9:12:32 PM): you aren't going to graceee101 (9:12:39 PM): cuz it would then be all over the dining room rug G0tS0ma (9:13:43 PM): do u like rice with curry or pasghetti? graceee101 (9:14:06 PM): i don't care graceee101 (9:19:05 PM): so? G0tS0ma (9:19:31 PM): aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh G0tS0ma (9:25:31 PM): ok i'm going to click on the computer clock thing G0tS0ma (9:25:43 PM): its the second hand is on the right its spaghetti graceee101 (9:25:46 PM): haha graceee101 (9:25:47 PM): okay G0tS0ma (9:25:54 PM): if its on the left is beef and curry G0tS0ma (9:26:10 PM): ok it was on the left G0tS0ma (9:26:13 PM): so curry and beer G0tS0ma (9:26:15 PM): i mean beef graceee101 (9:26:26 PM): HAHAHA graceee101 (9:26:37 PM): oh that's wonderful richard...tsk tsk..you junkie...haha =) Thursday, October 18, 2001
it looks like suodla to me.
i think i might be missing something.. and i would like a soma holiday right about now, too. yes, anywho. we didn't have practice today. our team.. has been having some troubles. i feel like we're letting mr. griesbach down or something.. you know, with our all that losing that's been going on. and i heard this is his last year coaching.. so.. you know. he cancelled practice today just because four people couldn't come. we still could have practiced! but it might have had something to do with the fact that they couldn't come because they were going to a bruce springsteen soundcheck..? something like that. *sigh* he just seemed a little frustrated when he told me there wasn't going to be practice. it makes me sad. :( i went to a latin grant meeting today. yay! hehehe.. john mcgurk won this grant money that a bunch of us are going to use to make a special presentation-type-thing for the eight graders about latin. and roman life and all that. it's going to be fun! hahaha.. i'm a big dork. but it'll be cool. because we're going to wear togas and cool roman hairstyles. ;o) aagh.. psats.. english project.. history project.. aaagh. my weekend is gone already. i'm feeling a little tired.. i think i'll go nap now.
um, so yesterday during my short conversation online with richard, we -- or actually more just i -- used our deductive reasoning skills to conclude that the soma mr. huxley refers to in "brave new world" is actually chocolate chip cookies. first, there's that strange coincidence that the word "soma" backwards is "amos" .. yes, exactly what you're thinking. famous amos chocolate chip cookies. which could probably be turned into "famous soma" and reduced to a pill form. the argument that wally amos and his cookies didn't come around until 1975 -- which is forty-three years after the book was published -- is easily defeated by the fact that mr. huxley's first name spelled backwards is "suodla". yes, what does it look like to you? of course it is.
Wednesday, October 17, 2001
hi. so i was talking to richard online before and his screenname was "gottsoma" and then now he's messaged me again and his screenname is "g0ts0ma" -- he has problems. i wonder what soma's made out of and i wonder what category of drugs it falls into. it's not a stimulant -- it sounds more like some depressant. i think they're called barbiturates. not like metamphetamine. anyway, the song "one" that i was listening to was by aimee mann and it was from the "magnolia" soundtrack .. there's really another version by filter? i wonder where it was originally from. i think i want to buy a long skirt too for the piano competition. my mom told me today that i have to bow this year to the judges .. last year i didn't because i walked in and they were all so informal. maybe it was a mean test to see if i would bow or not, and they were grading me on if i fell for their trick. i don't think i'm very secure with my piece. i haven't played in a recital for years, either. how many people does that hall in lincoln center sit? i want to go to the mall on sunday. i think i'll go and make some pretend soma out of pineapples and peanut butter.
one is the lonliest number. that's a song by filter. on the xfiles soundtrack. and i need to buy a long skirt for the piano competition. i want to go to the mall tonight. maybe i will? after piano lessons...after studying...? ok, maybe not tonight.
Tuesday, October 16, 2001
that's sick. how do you brush your teeth in the shower? like you take your toothbrush and a cup and all that and .. you just brush your teeth and spit it all out in the shower? yuck, what's wrong with you. anyway, i just wrote all this e-mail and i don't feel like typing anymore. and i have psat and a piano competition this weekend .. argish. maybe i can get my mom to take me to the mall on sunday -- i saw this really inexpensive jacket and also shoes last time. i kind of want to get .. those items. right. one is the loneliest number.
i have a lot of work. but i got my math midterm back today and it was good. :-) unfortunately now i have to study for a chem test.
i feel kind of cheap for writing all these short blogs, but hey ... i'm on the phone. my friend thinks brushing teeth in the shower is gross. i try not to do it here b/c it's a communal shower, but in the comfort of my own home i think it's totally fine ... Monday, October 15, 2001
now all of a sudden, i want to get a guitar. and i don't know if i should've put that comma in that little sentence. anyway, it seems like my stupid but good classical guitar is getting harder and harder to play with its huge neck and the nylon strings that are raised really high and well .. i want a new guitar. a nice okay not-too-expensive one with a good sound. i asked henry, and he said that there were big baby taylors at bayshore music center that he saw last time for three hundred dollars -- and then he said that "last time" was during christmastime. right, okay. i'll go see sometime soon. this week is going to be horrible .. i have a piano competition and the psat and then it seems like the amount of homework i'm going to have is going to be um, i don't know. i can't think of a creative way to describe it. a lot, i guess.
oh right, this is a funny phrase: "ha! and they just eat crap!" Sunday, October 14, 2001
hey derek, come here and yell out my window for me ...
i'm listening to all the hope road mixes ... my ... i really like being in a band ;-) even a crappy one ... i meeeaaaaan ... especially hr! thanksgiving is coming! Saturday, October 13, 2001
hey, touma has a sixth period class too, except he came in the past few days anyway. it's so amusing when gothelf tries to say something witty back to him and fails miserably. like haha, when she says "okay, i'll go borrow harry potter's" when mr. touma said something about a broom. it made completely no sense, and mr. touma said something like "haha, look, your teacher's trying to be hip by showing off the fact that she's read a harry potter book" .. anyway. i hope she never reads this. oh right, something else. so the other day when the yearbook photographer was outside taking pictures of activities and clubs and the like, she was looking out the window and we were just sitting there in silence for a while -- we were supposed to be thinking about some questions she put on the board or something -- and then she looks at me and beckons to me with her finger and tells me she wants me to yell out the window. um, do i look like the kind of person that has a loud voice? anyway, that's what i told her, "i don't have um, a loud voice", and then srikar jumps over two rows and went to yell out the window. but i just found it a little weird that she picked me to go scream out the window for her. christine and janet say "oh, she loves you". right. is she really that bad in period eight?
so i wish that our principal would do something like that triple fire drill thing. and i wish she was nathan lane's brother too .. except that would be a little weird, a woman being someone's brother. you guys have a um, stadium? i wish i had a stadium.
so friday, middletown south, being the sane school that it is, had 3 fire drills. in a row. what a way to start the day.
7:55 "we are having a fire drill. all students and staff should evacuate the building." 8:20 "you may return to your homeroom." 8:25 "you guys didn't do it fast enough. do it again. NOW. GO GO GO!!!" 8:40 "you may return to your homeroom." 8:45 "idiots! FASTER! GOOOOO!!!!" 9:00 "all students should report to their second period class." to add to the fun, they decided that no one can cross the street to get into the stadium where we're supposed to go, because otherwise when the fire trucks come, they'll play squish-the-innocent-students. so we're supposed to stay right next to the school and walk all the way around the parking lot (about 15 times further) to get there. (ah, i love the level of safety. casually walking right next to a burning and exploding building sounds like a fun prospect.) so we had a nice brisk morning walk of 2 miles. fun. i looooove midtown south.
oh ann's infamous parties... i used to go to her house every july 4th and connie would be there too, even before we were friends... and a long long long time ago we were outside catching fireflies.. and connie ripped the light off one of the fireflies and stuck in on a stick and ran around chasing me and ann with this blinking light on a stick... during her tom-boy-ish days. fun times... mrs. gothelf is umm ahhhhh i dread that class. i think mr. touma has an 8th period class, rats. i would definitely enjoy him talking about her double-parking her broom... ::sigh::
::shudders:: that is probably mrs. gothelf's inner monologue everday around eight period. that woman is .. yeah. she creeps me out sometimes. apparently, mr. touma stops by some of her classes and frequently calls her a witch.. and tells her that her broom is double parked. i want him to stop by our class and waste some valuable sitting-in-uncomfortable-silence time. sorry for flipping out, caitlin.. hee hee. i just really did not want to think about a research paper at that moment. :)
hahahaha.. you know what's funny? apparently, when i was little, i was at this party, and ann pushed me down the stairs. hahahahahaha... okay, bye. :o) Friday, October 12, 2001
no no no, j-lo says r-u-l-e.. anyway. and he doesn't say "what's my name"... he says.. "what's my mother-f***ing name?"
i want to go shopping. but i want to study for the psats more. wow, a friday night of studying. what more could i ask for? yeah right, i'm not going to study. and my psat scores will surely reflect this. today in english, i asked when our research paper was going to be, and everyone flipped out! hey, there's a bunch of you on here in my english class, what was the deal with that? i just wanted to know when i could count on including a 70 or whatever crap-grade she'll give me into my average. but i wasn't going to say that, so... yeah. brave new world is an odd book. a lot of people either loved it or hated it. i just thought it was weird. it reminded me of a cartoon, because their society was just so absurd! i couldn't take it seriously, with all their sex hormone chewing gum and epsilon twins. it was entertaining though. that's my analytical essay, mrs. gothelf, did you like it? mrs. gothelf : um, no.. not at all.. doesn't anyone here have anything valuable to contribute? no, what am i thinking.. this is eighth period. you imbeciles. why don't you just sit quietly and lay your heads on your desks so you don't hurt anyone.
what sense of humor. so i've been hearing about this ja rule song lately with some line that goes "what's my name" and apparently they say he says "r-u-l-e" or something. are you ellie. anyway, i liked urban outfitters .. except it was too hard to find things on sale. you would have to go back every week and check if the stuff was on sale yet -- actually, i do that with a lot of stores. but urban outfitters was pretty expensive. i want to get a pair of casual sneakers.
derek, i like your sense of humor.
ok, i've been studying for my math midterm (monday!) but i don't think i can anymore. so i think i'm going to go to the gap and shop there. and probably stop by urban outfitters on the way there and not buy anything. Thursday, October 11, 2001
just to make it clear that I'm not totally delusional and I don't sit around conjuring stories to go with foreign names, I was reading Brave new World (either that or sparknotes, I forget) and it just struck me as odd how Adolph Huxley used such names as Helmholtz and Mustapha and not names like Lum-So and Ching-Wo. Why did he have to use German names? Why not Chinese or Lithuanian ? Anyhow, I think Helmholtz is a sexy name and any one who wants to can dispute it with me.
as of right now, I am suffering from intense insomnia. i can't fall asleep at the right times. sometimes, it seems like I'm narcoleptic and can fall asleep just standing there and other times, you couldn't knock me out with a 4 x 4. I think it's cuz I get home from play practice (despite many opinions, acting is very tiring, especially trying to act like a 12 year old girl from 1901 who's white... no racist remark intended) and I'm pooped beyond belief and there, right when I walk in, is this large plush couch so I throw down my crap and lie down and sleep. Then, I do my homework and then I cant sleep that night. I think I have permanent jet lag even though the farthest place I've been all week is... school. wow, I never realized how sad being a high school student is... well, I just want this week over... I'm dreading saturday though.... PIANO WORKSHOP!!!! argh, need an extra day to practice...... I'll stop rambling.... Helmholtz is a sexy name....
MoooMaureen: I want to marry a guy named Helmholtz
graceee101: uh graceee101: wow MoooMaureen: if not, I'll name my son that MoooMaureen: it conjures up an image of a guy with long blond hair dresses in lederhosen and perched on the top of the swiss alps, ringing a cow bell and calling to his beloved, "Gertrude! Gertrude!" while being followed by a herd of cattle MoooMaureen: hahahahahahahaa graceee101: hahhahahaha graceee101: that's hilarious MoooMaureen: lol graceee101: hold up, i'm posting that on derek's blog graceee101: in like ten mins MoooMaureen: if I have twins, I'll name then Helmholtz and Mustapha MoooMaureen: hehehe MoooMaureen: Lenina is an ugly name MoooMaureen: it reminds me of a wet noodle MoooMaureen: the name lenina makes me think of a fat italian guy slurping noodles and the name Lenina sounds like the slurping sound MoooMaureen: or beans MoooMaureen: Lenina reminds me of beans MoooMaureen: i dunno, I guess it's cuz Lenina sounds like Lentils graceee101: hahaha graceee101: great graceee101: now i can't think of lenina without thinking of noodles graceee101: wet fat noodles, like udon, to be precise MoooMaureen: hahahahahahaha MoooMaureen: lol, udon with lentils grazing the top graceee101: eww graceee101: haha MoooMaureen: Helmholtz is a sexy name MoooMaureen: it even sounds nice, "This is my husband Helmholtz" MoooMaureen: and everyone will think of a guy dressed in green felt lederhosen with long blond curls graceee101: uhhh graceee101: helmholtz reminds me of a guy at home depot MoooMaureen: aka Fabio graceee101: and it's a hard name to say, too MoooMaureen: I think Fabio's birth name is Helmholtz MoooMaureen: hahahahaha MoooMaureen: i like that name, it's uber sexy graceee101: uh graceee101: fabio? MoooMaureen: yeah, I hear the name Helmholtz and I picture Fabio in lederhosen MoooMaureen: ringing a cowbell MoooMaureen: followed by a herd of cattle graceee101: wow.... graceee101: that's pretty dramatic oh wait...i'm sorry derek...can we not post funny conversations either? ;)
ah, it is approximately 6:30 on a thursday evening and i am at school. amazing, eh? I definitely do not cherish this moment, and it seems like another like it will come all too soon =(. Yep, i am at my school newspaper...
So i need to hand in my early decision application by....next tuesday or something. The PDF fields i'm using are so retarded. The info i type in doesn't line up, and for some things i HAVE to type in, they don't have fields for. I need to get my hands on a typewriter....
ah, it is approximately 2:36 on a thursday afternoon and i am at home. amazing, eh? i must cherish this moment.. another like it will not arrive for at least two weeks. but, i'll probably end up feeling so relaxed at the idea of being at home this early and therefore do an enormous amount of procrastinating, so i can come back from my game and end up working until one in the morning. whoo! what a plan. :)
ugh.. this week has been particularly long and horrible. waah... i don't think i can stand this for much longer. this.. perpetual state of fatigue. this torturous institution that they like to call "school." i think i've said something like that before. but never mind that. i just want this week to end! kind of like how ellen wants this year to end. that would be nice, too. :oP tomorrow's friday.. i feel a weekend coming on! =) hee hee...
i only hear what i want to. i don't listen hard, i don't pay attention to the distance that you're running to anyone, anywhere, i don't understand if you really care i'm only hearing negative no no no.
uhm, yes. i used to have all the lyrics to that song memorized. now i had to go back and listen to it to make sure i was right. =P and..i just gave up in finishing my hw/projects. for now. i'm planning on waking up early to finish all that. my psych teacher said that your brain works better in the morning as opposed to late at night. cool stuff. oh my gosh i wish this year would just end. Wednesday, October 10, 2001
okay, i don't know. i think what i would be fine with is if the lyrics or quotes or poems or whatever some else wrote posted aren't so incredibly long. and if you write as long a blog as the lyrics you post, i will be happy. but i'm not very happy right now at my computer .. grr. it's going crazy, crashing maybe once or twice every hour or so, having things go wrong at exactly the worse times, all that horribleness. i was designing a t-shirt -- any ideas for a theme or a image? -- when it just completely shut itself down. like maybe the computer didn't like the shirt or something and decided to have me lose all the information i'd just created. bad computer.
that lyrics-in-the-profile thing never happens to me. i mean, the songs i like enough to quote in my profile never become popular. i guess i just have knack for completely avoiding top-40 music in all its forms - before, during, and after. well, actually, popular songs AFTER they're done with their hipness are actually pretty funny, because everyone knows the words to them and everyone realizes how dumb they are, so they're fun to sing on cross country runs and stuff.
but wow, the music i like really touches me sometimes. the lyrics are really.. well, i don't know. although i can't really relate to the situations described (usually hopeless, life-ending heartbreak), i still really like the way the lyrics are written. like here: and breathing is a foreign task and thinking's just too much to ask and you're measuring your minutes on a clock that's blinking eights. yes, i just broke the no-posting-lyrics rule. but ooops, i didn't hesitate to say something. (good observation, ellie!) ahhh, that song is so good, not like anyone cares, but oh well. farewell, must go work on that history paper that everyone's done with!
well sheezus derek. i'll remember not to ever post lyrics, poems, quotes, or any of the such ever again on your webpage. should i go back and delete/edit what i posted, then? i'm sorry if it bothered you. =(. and i'll post it on my own.
ellie, there's a huge chain of those websites or something like that...there's one called ecrush.com..anyway, that "screw" thing? one of my friends from princeton got set up once by one of those dances and wound up really hitting it off with the guy. give it a good chance, it sounds fun! =) ...i think i'm going to crash to bed by like...7:30 or 8PM....
i have to say i don't think it was very kind of you to go off on someone for posting lyrics, especially since while the title of your blog isn't "blog where you post lyrics," it *is* "don't hesitate to say something," and lyrics are a something that you shouldn't have to hesitate to say. just thought i'd comment on that.
anyway. i hate sites like secretattraction.com where they send you an e-mail like "someone you know has a secret attraction for you! guess four people and we'll give you a clue!" so i put in someone that i actually thought it might be, and it wasn't him, so i put in three made-up people so that i could get a hint. the hint was "there are less than ten letters in his name." what the heck, there are less than ten letters in like *everybody's* name! that's not fair. boo on them. so i don't think i'm going to guess anymore people. it does somehow remind me that the "screw" is coming up though. the screw is like ... a dance where you pick your roommate's date. like, i'm supposed to call up some hot (or really hideous) guy's roommate and arrange for him to go with my roommate, and she does the same for me. which should be fun. ... somehow the secret attraction thing brought that up. so pretty soon people should start walking around being like, "are you getting screwed?" Tuesday, October 09, 2001
yes, i forgot to mention. so everyone is saying how apparently my english teacher loves me, how she smiles at me when she calls on me and whatever -- ahh, that's so not true. so how was it today when she said "derek, what do you think" while i was furiously taking notes (i have to take furious notes, yes, in order for me to remember anything about the book) and then i said "er, linda and her homeland?" which was what i heard in my semi-trance while writing and i was actually right but she said "no, we're past that, you should pay attention, da da da" and then she calls on someone else who gives the answer that i had in my mind to give but was verifying the question and well. haha, i'm thinking of apologizing to her for my "lapse in concentration" .. which are probably the exact words i would use. i think i will, tomorrow.
oh no, don't post lyrics on this. go write it on your own blog or your site or whatever you have on the world wide web internet space everywhere. i don't know, somehow i just really don't like it when people post lyrics that other people've written onto something like this .. i mean, of course if my blog was named "the blog where you post lyrics", then it would be a different situation. hm, i really don't know why it annoys me. i really don't like it when people take that new popular song that's been at the top forty station for a week and is now steadily rising on the charts and then they stick the lyrics to that song in their instant messenger profile .. and then they go around saying "have you heard this new song?" and the like. and often it's not even a new song -- i always end up having to get rid of a song i like in my profile when all of a sudden some station like z100 picks it up after realizing that it's already a sleeper hit and then they oversaturate their broadcast with the song and all of a sudden everyone has it in their instant messenger profiles and i'm just one of them. i think that's why. ahh, don't post song lyrics. on another note, i just finished my paper. it's five pages. i'm trying to decide on arial or times new roman. helvetica seems a little strange .. i've never used it before. my paper is pure garbage.
AGH.
i cannot write. and i hate writing three to five page long history papers. AGH! grrr, this better be worth the effort.. Monday, October 08, 2001
sad and good lyrics...good song:
so lately, been wondering who will be there to take my place? when i'm gone, you'll need love to light the shadows on your face if a greater wave shall fall it'll fall upon us all with those dreams that are set in stone could you make it on your own? if i could, then i would i'll go wherever you will go way up high, or down low i'll go wherever you will go and maybe i'll find out a way to make it back someday to watch you, to guide you through the darkest of your days if a greater wave shall fall and fall upon us all then i hope theres someone out there who can bring me back to you have fun with your papers, everyone!
Steffy225 (7:10:06 PM): you such
Steffy225 (7:10:09 PM): suck* Steffy225 (7:10:15 PM): darn, that totally lost all its power ddeer eek k (7:15:33 PM): yeah, it definitely lost something so i'm writing my paper and now i remember why i really hate writing essays and the like. at least this one doesn't seem as hard as how i remember my papers from freshman year. those were horrible. i write a paper about libya, one about latin-american countries, something about child immunization, another one about the boxer revolution .. ahh. okay, back to my paper.
hey, i'm taking a break from writing a paper, too. this blogger thing is such a distraction.. i should really stop doing this.
okay, i really don't feel like going back to work, so i won't stop. me so lazy. =) anyways. back to school tomorrow. i'm really not looking foward to it.. bah. i woke up at TEN THIRTY this morning. that never happens anymore.. i felt so refreshed. if i hadn't set my alarm clock, i probably would have slept until one. haha.. that's basically the main reason why i don't want school. the lack of sleep is really killing me. oh my.. i just found out that derek already wrote four pages. i only wrote my intro. yeah, i think i'll get back to work now. bye! Sunday, October 07, 2001
well, i'm taking a break from writing my paper. actually i'm on the conclusion, which isn't bad. i don't know how good the actual paper is though. argh, my first college paper ... it's really scary ... i think i'm going to get like a C ... people here are smart :-(
anyway ... er ... derek just gets more and more studly, i'm so jealous. nobody's recognizing *me* from hundreds of feet away or asking *me* if i'm in orchestra ... of course i'm not so that might be kind of weird actually. well i kind of want to join orchestra now, after hearing them play the festive overture by shostakovich, which i played at band camp (yeah one time at band camp) two summers ago, and they were really good ... unfortunately i think i've lost all my skills on flute. logistically in my life ... it was the tercentennial celebration here for the past weekend, meaning my school is now 300 years old, and we basically threw a big party :-) cool events: clinton came to speak (yeah the president one) and also the counting crows performed here tonight. oh, and paul simon was here friday night. i didn't see paul simon, though. but i did go to both clinton *and* the counting crows, even though i'm not very into either of them, it was mostly an "i can and it's free and it's not going to happen every day so i probably should" kind of thing. ok ... back to writing my conclusion (my least favorite part of papers, by far) ...
ah, i forgot to blog yesterday. oh well. i was waiting yesterday morning around eleven at the satz main entrance for my mom to come pick me up from chinese school and this girl in the 130s hallway calls down to me "are you derek?" okay, she was one hundred feet away and she recognized me, and i had no idea who she was. and then she walked over and said "you're in orchestra, right?" hm .. i kind of said "yes" and brushed her off. maybe i should've talked to her. next time i see her, i'll apologize for ignoring her and maybe say something. i've found out that i'm really bad at meeting new people. i'll have to practice before it turns into something i won't be able to do at all. right.
i should probably be doing one of two things right now -- either my stupid chem lab report, or my stupid history essay paper on "killer angels". which wasn't that bad of a book .. but i'll probably have a very hard time writing a long essay on it. i'll probably start with the lab report. okay bye-bye.
what is circular theory???? oh, blah. i ended up writing what i thought it might be after a very long and boring search online.. and when i go to school on tuesday and look in my textbook, it'll probably be right there. oh well.
we had a game yesterday morning. it was quite amusing, actually. i show up to school and it's raining. we start warming up and it's raining a little harder. we start playing the game and it's raining really really hard. five minutes into the game, a huge mass of dark, dark clouds starts moving at an amazing rate toward our field and within ten seconds, it feel like a monsoon.. big fat raindrops are pelting everyone and the wind is blowing at, like, fifty miles an hour.. then one of the goals falls over and they finally decide to cancel the game. that was when we all ran screaming to the sidelines and running for cover. hahahahahaha... it was hilarious. we were all so freaked out, too.. :op we were actually playing really well in that five minutes.. but perhaps it was due to the fact that the other team had to run with the wind and rain in their eyes.. but don't tell anybody that. :) i'm so bad at tennis. so bad that i take pride in my bad..ness. right. yes, anyway, i'm really bad. :) steph ng and i had a losing streak last year in gym. we were always so upset when we won. one time, i was absent and she went and won a game without me.. i was incredibly insulted. haha.. i'm just kidding. but i really am horrible at tennis. :o) hey, i finished killer angels. woo hoo! Saturday, October 06, 2001
derek you are SO a stud! you stud-muffin you. yes, jessica's brother as in my brother... he hits really hard, that's why i don't play with him now. i was complaining to my dad the other day about the people i was playing tennis against in gym... they can't hit the ball... and my dad's all like "go challenge richard and see how bad he kills you." now isn't that encouraging? fun stuff... so yes, i think i'd go sit in a corner and cry if i had a 9th period class.. not that it's a bad thing to all those people who do that is. last week felt so incredibly long. hey, everyone come to the holmdel vs rbc gymnastics meet on tuesday at 4:30. yea, no one's going to show anyway, but thought i'd just put that up for those people who have... no lives...
Friday, October 05, 2001
oops .. i said "my" commons. maybe i should go edit my blog -- but it seems somehow wrong to edit what i wrote before. no it doesn't. anyway, i'll leave it for now. so i didn't really frolic in my commons today at all during the time when i usually have my ninth period .. i ate my lunch and read part of "brave new world". i don't know why .. i was feeling a little strange. strange in a bad way. jessica's brother as in jessica tai's brother? is he good? i'm not a stud. i'm becoming more and more scared of girls.
caitlin was so extremely hyper today that it scared me. for our xc practice, we (for once) got off a wee bit easier and caitlin goes sprinting up the start hill yelling in this very weird way "come on guys!" and shaking her head and giggling while singing a combination of britney spears, backstreet boys, and christmas songs. ...oh wait. that singing part at the end applies to all of us. but it was fun, i think. but my gosh, she was hyper. =)
i was reading all of your blogs and i realize that you guys crack me up every time i'm reading these. =) stephanie, project adventure is fun...i have it for the first time ever this marking period...but i'm such a baby. it takes me about half an hour to get up the tower, and i start freaking out halfway to the top, and i'm always asking something like "no one has ever died from this, right?" and "are you sure you've got me? are you trustworthy?" while squeezing my eyes to prevent myself from looking down and gripping the rope really tightly. [gripping the rope that tightly isn't even needed, i'm just paranoid]..and then i go down the wall military style, which is the simplest...and i'm always so nervous that it takes me the rest of the period to get down. i think i frustrate my class...people can climb like..four times in one period and i climb once, hogging the entire wall. sigh. d. rex is the studliest guy i know....and "my" commons is open to frolic[+k for caitlin]ing! =)
i love to frolic in the commons too, especially with derek, cause he's a stud, and if i ever want to meet any girls, i'll have to hang with him. oh and i thought all the girls in orchestra were looking at you.... i played tennis again today with jessica's brother. he's so skinny but he hits the ball so darn hard. then this asian kid in 8th grade who's name i won't mention shouted to me, "you can't let him beat you!" and at first i wanted to hit him in the head with the ball, but his mom was there. oh well.
my first driving lessons are tomorrow. woohoo!
yes, i love to frolic in the commons. and i believe the commons belong to everyone in the school. :)
wow, derek, you really ARE a stud. i can't believe it. actually, i can. because you're such a hottie. *drool*.. i don't think i can take school anymore. my three day weekend is going to consist of many many hours of holing myself up in my room and working. YES! i want to take project adventure. i've never taken it. never! it sounds so fun.. aw, man. i have to eat now. actually, i'm really hungry. so, yay!
so you were just sittin in YOUR commons, hm? and as i said before.. FRESHMAN FAN CLUB. how awesome was not having src after school today? if you don't have 9th period class, you take for granted your extra 30 minutes to frolic(k?) around the commons doing whatever your heart desires. it's so FUN! oh yeah, today in project adventure i went down the tower aussie style and i didn't gag myself this time. all in all, it was a good day, despite the 5 tests/quizzes. and it's not even over yet, yes!
Thursday, October 04, 2001
oh .. it dripped and rolled down my forehead and into my eyes. and then i started crying a little bit. i should try that sometime -- bringing that stuff if i ever want to fake crying and then squirt it into my face. anyway, i thought at first that you said you washed your "computer", and i was really surprised. and then i thought "what a good idea!" and was trying to figure out how i would wash mine. and if the other computer's a compaq, why can't it have microsoft word? that's weird.
so the topic of this blog is how i'm becoming more and more scared of girls. this morning, i was walking to my first period class and passed the entrance to the six hundred hallway -- which is one of the hallways with freshman lockers -- and i heard some girl's voice yell out "hi derek!" i don't know if it was the same one that said "hiiii!" to me (refer to one of caitlin's blogs last week) when i was walking through the hall with caitlin after school. but it was a little strange. and then maybe tuesday or wednesday after school, i was sitting at a table in my commons minding my own business and trying to finish my homework, and someone pokes me in the side of my head with their finger, and i look up and this asian girl is walking away. i think she's a freshman. and i've never seen her before. i don't even know her, and she's poking me in the head. what else -- oh, today at orchestra was weird. every time i looked up over my music, this girl seemed to be looking at me. that was strange too. there's more to all these things, but i don't feel like saying anything. i'll just keep this really vague.
well ... i don't really have anything to say ... i have these leisure pants (they're not really sweat pants) that are dark blue with cargo pockets on the side and white stripes ... a friend of mine really dislikes them ... every time i wear them he just gets this look of disgust on his face. yeesh.
i'm organized at the moment. last week i took a day and organized my entire desk (a couple days after i built the bookshelf, oh fine nobody remembers that, it wasn't that momentous anyway). it's so nice to be organized! unfortunately my comforter doesn't have a cover right now because i ACTUALLY WASHED IT and all my sheets ... i'm so good ... did so much laundry ... ok, yesterday i skipped lunch by accident because i forgot to print something out so i had to walk back to my dorm and then my friend's computer (whom i was printing off of) doesn't have WORD because it's a compaq so i had all these problems ... so i didn't have time to eat lunch. it's so weird that you can like walk back home between classes. i don't know, can't get used to it. so free ... Wednesday, October 03, 2001
i haven't blogged yet today. i should. anyway, i just brushed my teeth and washed my face with a random bottle of cleanser that i picked, and then i tried using this little thing of "tea tree oil" that my aunt gave me, apparently used to treat blemishes. as in acne on my face, i guess. and so it has this little dropper thing and it says "apply directly" .. first i put a little on my finger and rubbed it over my forehead. and then i thought maybe the word "directly" meant that i should put the dropper on my forehead. and wow, i never knew something could sting my eyes and face so much. it had so better work well -- i'd better have perfectly clear skin tomorrow morning for the pain i went through.
Tuesday, October 02, 2001
hahaha...caitlin, you refer to your brother like he's not yours...."going to go pick up the brother.." haha.
i think pushing yourself is important, but it's a hard and scary thing to do sometimes. sigh. i need more self motivation. i finally climbed the tower for the first time in my life today in project adventure. it was [seriously] such a thrill. i really, really like that class. back to work. byee!
hum. you mean the ghetto sweat pants with the huge cargo pockets low on the side and they come in colors like grey or yellow or orange? yeah, i don't think i'll be getting those either. maybe grey ones, if they're not too .. ghetto. i wonder how i started using this word "ghetto" to refer to that kind of style. or things that are broken-down. it seems a little -- i don't know, insulting maybe. so after my piano lesson soon, i have to go do a lot of chem and study for math. i actually brought my average up with this grade from this last quiz .. and he gave me a point back because i showed him something that he missed! it was a good thing he didn't do that "give me your test and i'll look it all over" thing because maybe he should've taken more than one point off this other six-point question where i didn't answer it at all. i mean, i was almost there -- i just ran out of time to get the answer. right. and but now we have this other quiz tomorrow, and it's yet another chance for me to pull the whole average down again. averages are annoying. i think they should just use the highest score you receive on any test as your grade for the year. yeah, right.
you should never be satisfied with yourself. because then you stop trying to be better, you stop trying to improve yourself -- which you should do all the time. and about pushing yourself, well. don't do it too hard. i tried that once and almost fell off the stairs.
changed my mind.. i should be trying to go above and beyond.. otherwise, what's the point of life? if you don't push yourself, you'll never accomplish anything and you'll just wallow in your own self-pity. but you should still have fun. definitely have fun. it's hard, because working hard and having fun are usually two completely opposite things.
fleece sweatpants.. do boys wear sweatpants? i just realized that i've never really seen guys wearing them, except the ghetto kind with the cargo pants.. you know the type i mean. don't get those, derek. i have fleece pants from old navy. not very cute, but oh-so-comfortable. i have to pick up the brother from soccer practice.. ah, the joys of driving. Monday, October 01, 2001
ahhh .. so where would you find sweat pants? by the way, i just came back from this oh-so-exciting lecture by the dean of admissions from princeton. actually, it wasn't all that bad. basically he said to find out what you want and go with it, find the right college for you, be yourself, those sorts of things. and wait, i have to go eat dinner.
derek, look for fleece sweatpants...they're sooo comfy!
steffy, i love back to the future! ALL OF THEM! when we have time sometime during this next decade, we should have a back to the future marathon. *sigh* when will free time ever come again? which reminds me...i'm wasting precious time right now...not that blogging is a waste of time...it really is a nice breather =)
does it not suddenly feel like we have a lot more work? and is it really A LOT, or is it the normal load that we've gotten used to not having over the summer? sigh.. october's a long month. my mom thinks i'm not going to get into a "good" college because i never do any school work. which isn't true! i really do work, when i have it, and if it's absolutely necessary. hmm, none of the "above and beyond" crap for me lately. but then, if i stay home on weekends and read or something, she's concerned that i have no friends.. there's no happy medium for her. i'm either a partying slacker or an anti-social recluse. you pick. i personally think i'm a nerd, in a somewhat lazy way. i think all those years of attempted overachievement have worn me out. haha, i'm listening to this hardcore version of "ice ice baby" and it's pretty funny.. okay, off to study for history.. who would have thunk that that class would require so much.. work?
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