WHOOOOOOOOOOO! Finals are over! I had over six hours of testing today, and I survived!
And now I'm doing all sorts of weird things, like bouncing off of walls and jumping up and down and dancing and flirting with people and smiling all the time and talkingreallyfast and not going to bed even though I need to get up with my family at six tomorrow!
And my scooter is fixed! YAY! I can finally ride it again as soon as we recharge the battery! And this summer I promise to take care of it and get a license (whoa did I say that last bit out loud?)
Friends, thank you for your concern. I will return to normal eventually.
Maybe. I kinda like being all cheerful and energetic like this.
So, people that know me, people that sorta know me, people that met me once, people who have talked to me online and never met me, and people who have no idea, really, who I am: should I go back to my shy, quiet, self, or embrace the exuberant me who likes to flirt and dance even though I know I look silly sometimes?
Boy, the way I wrote that question makes it sound biased.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Baby Picture
I really only have the one, but it's cute, aye? This is my sister Caiti, everyone. She was born on Thursday the 17th after a very easy labor (as soon as they gave my mother the epidural, anyway). She is the eighth child in our family and the fifth girl.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
No One Wants To Know What I Think
No, this isn't some totally emo no-one-understands-me post or anything like that. No, this is post about the truth. Cold, hard truth.
Before I start, I want to apologize for not posting about my sister (who, shoot, just woke up) (okay, she's gone back to sleep now). I'm waiting until I can get some pictures. I only have one, and it's not very good. My parents have all the good ones.
Now for the truth.
Something bob hates: being sick. Especially when it isn't her fault.
Something bob likes: having time to write whatever she wants, even stupid stupid stuff that she will never show to anyone.
Something bob is afraid of: people.
Something bob loves: tiny baby sisters.
Something bob hates: Mr. Collins.
Something bob likes: friends.
Something bob is afraid of: spending money when she isn't earning any.
Something bob loves: ice cream.
Okay, no matter how beautiful the truth is, it can get old real fast. I'll cut that out. Maybe I should go study...
Something bob hates: doing badly on exams that she had plenty of time to study for but didn't.
Before I start, I want to apologize for not posting about my sister (who, shoot, just woke up) (okay, she's gone back to sleep now). I'm waiting until I can get some pictures. I only have one, and it's not very good. My parents have all the good ones.
Now for the truth.
Something bob hates: being sick. Especially when it isn't her fault.
Something bob likes: having time to write whatever she wants, even stupid stupid stuff that she will never show to anyone.
Something bob is afraid of: people.
Something bob loves: tiny baby sisters.
Something bob hates: Mr. Collins.
Something bob likes: friends.
Something bob is afraid of: spending money when she isn't earning any.
Something bob loves: ice cream.
Okay, no matter how beautiful the truth is, it can get old real fast. I'll cut that out. Maybe I should go study...
Something bob hates: doing badly on exams that she had plenty of time to study for but didn't.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Caution: Arrogance, Pride, and Some Possible Hypocrisy Ahead
There are some things I kept myself from saying for the past two days. I would now like to say these things.
"Not cutting off with the rest of the choir is a bad way to get attention."
"Excuse me, but I think you wandered away from a bad opera. This is a choir."
"You're not allowed to tell the rest of us to be quiet. You're the loudest one here."
"You're flat."
"You're still flat."
"Are you ever not flat?"
"I'm only laughing so I won't hit you."
"You do not accent a note by scooping."
"You are not singing with correct vowels. In fact, I don't know of a single situation where you would use those vowels. Maybe if you had a Scandinavian accent."
That is the the worst vibrato I have heard sung by anyone under the age of 55."
"Would it kill you to blend?"
"You're not the only soprano!"
"AAAARRRRRRRG!"
Thankfully, no sopranos were killed in the making of the concert.
Also, I have a crush on one of the directors. *blush*
"Not cutting off with the rest of the choir is a bad way to get attention."
"Excuse me, but I think you wandered away from a bad opera. This is a choir."
"You're not allowed to tell the rest of us to be quiet. You're the loudest one here."
"You're flat."
"You're still flat."
"Are you ever not flat?"
"I'm only laughing so I won't hit you."
"You do not accent a note by scooping."
"You are not singing with correct vowels. In fact, I don't know of a single situation where you would use those vowels. Maybe if you had a Scandinavian accent."
That is the the worst vibrato I have heard sung by anyone under the age of 55."
"Would it kill you to blend?"
"You're not the only soprano!"
"AAAARRRRRRRG!"
Thankfully, no sopranos were killed in the making of the concert.
Also, I have a crush on one of the directors. *blush*
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Anticipation
I haven't had time to do something epic. Sorry, you'll have to wait a bit longer if you're looking for the post that will win me world fame.
I don't have time right now to do this at all. Which is, obviously, why I'm doing it. So what if I have work in two hours and have precious little free time and a paper to do? Psh.
Exciting things have happened.
Sunday - Mother is in the hospital all during the last session of Conference. She thought she was going into labor, but it turned out to be a kidney infection. "I was so full of bacteria it wasn't even funny."
Tuesday - Fred comes with me to a restaurant. We have a lot of fun talking. There is much good food.
Wednesday - : ) That's all I'm going to say.
Thursday - Conversation in Spanish class:
"...which means, Nicole is the only student in this class who is engaged. Is that still true? Anyone have any news? [bobtheenchantedone]? You brought a friend Tuesday."
"Yes. A friend. In fact, when he told you his name, it was the first time I had heard his real name."
*general surprised noises*
"And he knows me as bob. I call him Fred, he calls me bob. The only reason why he knows my real name is because he tricked it out of my sister."
"We'll... talk about that later."
Again, : )
Friday - I turn in the reports on my first missions. Much praise is given to Agent Fred and Agent Random for their help. There is a possibility of future assignments.
Exciting things are going to happen.
Today - Scooter fixed? Oh, please say yes!
Monday - Last day of class!
Tuesday - Choir concert!
Thursday - CAITLIN MARSI ARLENE IS BEING BORN!!!! (If not earlier! "Could you clean the kitchen? I'm going to sit here and try to go into labor.")
Later - Who knows? The world is full of possibilities! Perhaps this will be my lucky summer! Perhaps next fall will be the beginning of my most successful school year! Woohoo!
Wow. And now I feel really guilty for sitting here for the last hour playing around on my laptop. I need to get up and get going!
I don't have time right now to do this at all. Which is, obviously, why I'm doing it. So what if I have work in two hours and have precious little free time and a paper to do? Psh.
Exciting things have happened.
Sunday - Mother is in the hospital all during the last session of Conference. She thought she was going into labor, but it turned out to be a kidney infection. "I was so full of bacteria it wasn't even funny."
Tuesday - Fred comes with me to a restaurant. We have a lot of fun talking. There is much good food.
Wednesday - : ) That's all I'm going to say.
Thursday - Conversation in Spanish class:
"...which means, Nicole is the only student in this class who is engaged. Is that still true? Anyone have any news? [bobtheenchantedone]? You brought a friend Tuesday."
"Yes. A friend. In fact, when he told you his name, it was the first time I had heard his real name."
*general surprised noises*
"And he knows me as bob. I call him Fred, he calls me bob. The only reason why he knows my real name is because he tricked it out of my sister."
"We'll... talk about that later."
Again, : )
Friday - I turn in the reports on my first missions. Much praise is given to Agent Fred and Agent Random for their help. There is a possibility of future assignments.
Exciting things are going to happen.
Today - Scooter fixed? Oh, please say yes!
Monday - Last day of class!
Tuesday - Choir concert!
Thursday - CAITLIN MARSI ARLENE IS BEING BORN!!!! (If not earlier! "Could you clean the kitchen? I'm going to sit here and try to go into labor.")
Later - Who knows? The world is full of possibilities! Perhaps this will be my lucky summer! Perhaps next fall will be the beginning of my most successful school year! Woohoo!
Wow. And now I feel really guilty for sitting here for the last hour playing around on my laptop. I need to get up and get going!
Saturday, April 05, 2008
Yeah, This is How I Relieve Stress
TMBG, She's An Angel
(If you don't have this song, you can try this video.)
I'm stuck, my ideas are gone now
My script is still on page one
I don't like my idea yet and
I don't have a better one
Aside from that, my sister
Is feeling sick again
I'm not watching where my money goes
And need to make a phone payment
What is going on here, in my life?
What should I do?
These things happen to me often
Can't they happen to someone else?
Just keep following the sunlight
Thinking of the good times
Keep the bad times out of my mind
Oh thank goodness that it's Conference
I can get some guidance
List'ning to the talks should help
I know I can be cheerful
I have lots of things going right for me
Sometimes, however, it is really hard
To remember why I'm doing this
That paper, due last Friday,
The one I felt good about
Came back with only 78%
'Cause it turns out my ideas were weak
My siblings decided to hate me
Because I, once again,
Had to assign each one a chore
And make sure that they were all done
Why, why must they hate me when I do my job?
How could my best work
Turn out to be... so non-A-earning?
Why try at all?
Just keep following the sunlight
Thinking of the good times
Keep the bad times out of my mind
Oh thank goodness that it's Conference
I can get some guidance
List'ning to the talks should help
I know I can be cheerful
I have lots of things going right for me
Sometimes, however, it is really hard
To remember why I'm doing this
Just keep following the sunlight
Thinking of the good times
Keep the bad times out of my mind
Oh thank goodness that it's Conference
I can get some guidance
List'ning to the talks should help...
(If you don't have this song, you can try this video.)
I'm stuck, my ideas are gone now
My script is still on page one
I don't like my idea yet and
I don't have a better one
Aside from that, my sister
Is feeling sick again
I'm not watching where my money goes
And need to make a phone payment
What is going on here, in my life?
What should I do?
These things happen to me often
Can't they happen to someone else?
Just keep following the sunlight
Thinking of the good times
Keep the bad times out of my mind
Oh thank goodness that it's Conference
I can get some guidance
List'ning to the talks should help
I know I can be cheerful
I have lots of things going right for me
Sometimes, however, it is really hard
To remember why I'm doing this
That paper, due last Friday,
The one I felt good about
Came back with only 78%
'Cause it turns out my ideas were weak
My siblings decided to hate me
Because I, once again,
Had to assign each one a chore
And make sure that they were all done
Why, why must they hate me when I do my job?
How could my best work
Turn out to be... so non-A-earning?
Why try at all?
Just keep following the sunlight
Thinking of the good times
Keep the bad times out of my mind
Oh thank goodness that it's Conference
I can get some guidance
List'ning to the talks should help
I know I can be cheerful
I have lots of things going right for me
Sometimes, however, it is really hard
To remember why I'm doing this
Just keep following the sunlight
Thinking of the good times
Keep the bad times out of my mind
Oh thank goodness that it's Conference
I can get some guidance
List'ning to the talks should help...
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Why People Get Songs Stuck in Their Heads
I have a theory about this. And it involves one of my favorite non-existent things; magic.
You see, ages and ages ago, humans were able to use magic. They were born with it, and controlled it through music, mostly singing. However, for one reason or another, the true use of music was forgotten, and the unused magic gradually faded. This magical age faded in memory.
But wait! Human bodies couldn't completely get rid of this magic, though now it is so faded that almost no one can consciously access it. Only the subconscious can access this tiny bit of magic, and still only through music. When someone gets a song stuck in werf's head, what werf doesn't know is that werf's subconscious is using magic to save werf from some sort of danger or mishap.
Yeah. That's my theory. I wonder if I can write that into a story somehow...
In other news, I have one whole page of my script written, putting me behind both Random (5 pages) and my odd cousin (19 pages, I think). I need to get on top of things!
You see, ages and ages ago, humans were able to use magic. They were born with it, and controlled it through music, mostly singing. However, for one reason or another, the true use of music was forgotten, and the unused magic gradually faded. This magical age faded in memory.
But wait! Human bodies couldn't completely get rid of this magic, though now it is so faded that almost no one can consciously access it. Only the subconscious can access this tiny bit of magic, and still only through music. When someone gets a song stuck in werf's head, what werf doesn't know is that werf's subconscious is using magic to save werf from some sort of danger or mishap.
Yeah. That's my theory. I wonder if I can write that into a story somehow...
In other news, I have one whole page of my script written, putting me behind both Random (5 pages) and my odd cousin (19 pages, I think). I need to get on top of things!
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
I Hate April Fool's Day
Yeah, I do. So there.
But I do like Script Frenzy. This is what I celebrate in the first of April.
Before you ask, no, you may not read my script. It's... stupid. No, really. However, I really want to write it. So I will write it, and then probably erase all evidence. It'll be good practice, aye?
But I do like Script Frenzy. This is what I celebrate in the first of April.
Before you ask, no, you may not read my script. It's... stupid. No, really. However, I really want to write it. So I will write it, and then probably erase all evidence. It'll be good practice, aye?
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