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Sun, 03 Apr 2005 03:00:11 GMT

Well, I didn't look at livejournal for a long, long time. The sun was brighter, the grass was greener, birds sang. Now, some overly rational people might call that "spring". As leader of the let's-ignore-the-post-hoc-fallacy brigade, I'd like to point out that such a point is bullshit and such an improvement in the weather is obviously because I haven't been writing in a "diary" which people looking for witticisms and anecdotes are bitterly disappointed by. Life looks better when you don't spend so much time on the computer.

And with that nugget of wisdom, happy trails. Fasten your seat belts, wear your bike helmet, lift your feet when walking or you'll trip, look both ways before crossing the street, and (you knew it was coming) don't eat the yellow snow.

Rest in peace, livejournal account.

Arrivederci, kiddos :)

In which Emily quotes a western civ textbook AND Finding Nemo, impressively and with great skill.

Thu, 10 Feb 2005 22:20:20 GMT

I hate it when giddy moods get mixed with Thursdays and a flu epidemic.

This is stupid - yes, i realize by posting i am actually inviting further humiliation via general shunning. Whatever, kids, deal with it.

"...Berlioz used music to evoke the passionate emotions of a tortured love affair, including the fifth movement in which he musically creates an opium-induced nightmare of a witches' gathering."

PONDER THAT ONE.

Hmm, I attempted to make jello after school today. It went less than well. Much like most of the things I attempted to do today, include interact socially. I sense a pattern. Stupid pattern.

Right. Just keep swimming.

My head hurts,

Tue, 08 Feb 2005 21:44:04 GMT

But you should see the door.

Today I walked home for lunch, randomly and for no particular reason. Perhaps I have cabin fever and need fresh air in order to not get any crazier. Diagnosis, anyone?

Blah. The Physics room is insanely freezing. Also, I need an excellent reason to tell Mrs. Polashek for why I can't do Solo Ensemble Contest. It can't involve a family member dying, though. Call me superstitious but I'd feel horrible if some aunt or a grandmother proceeded to actually call it quits.

I want to stop giggling. The sound of my laugh ticks me off. Time, I think, to contemplate life a bit.

Veni Vidi Vinci

Sat, 05 Feb 2005 21:25:50 GMT

Friday

Orchestra made me sad.

Lunch made it worse:
Xin: Physics predicts everything...
Peter: *explaining* So basically, no free will.
Lydia: That's horrible. How can you live?
Peter: *seems surprised by question*
Me: *puts head in hands*

Hi dad. Stop reading over my shoulder. Thanks.

Also on Friday, some of my friends and I went to Movie Club, usurped power, and made them watch Amelie. Vive nous.

Walked to piano and stared at the sky. I can't wait until it gets warm enough to watch an entire sunset or sunrise outside.

Today I biked to Big Table and loitered for a long time. Then Poojya did some nifty sleuthing and found me so we went to Cafe Diem (new and improved) and exchanged paper symbolizing past work for some caffeine. We proceeded to discuss life. I like that kid.

les dehors ne sont pas mal aujourd'hui

Thu, 03 Feb 2005 23:17:13 GMT

Actually, the outdoors are better than some lame pas mal - downright kickass 50 degrees. I went for a run and I totally think that all that practice jumping to reach branches might one day pay off. It had better - imagine life as a non-jumping-skilled person. Feel depressed? I know I do.

Today I walked into French and noted that the phrase of the day was "Mon Dieu, tes filles sont laides" which translates to: "My God, your children are ugly." Now, perhaps I was being consciously confrontational, but frankly if Mrs. Schonhorst wants to instigate yet more misery in her classroom my insinuating that we will need to use that phrase in the future then its not like I have to go along with it. So I pointed out that perhaps such a phrase was rude. To which she responded that she didn't care and that she hated politically correct people. Comments on this exchange?

School in general sort of followed that vein - bearable but uncalled for. APWC was haunted by my imaginings of my speech tomorrow, which I haven't written yet and will make a spectable of myself while giving. I hope my class doesn't shun me afterward. Physics: test; HAL: sad and sundry memories of an emotionally scarred author' Pre-Calc: oh, joy, logarithms; and Francais, that epitome of teacher-student relations.

HAS anyone seem Karl Peterson's left gym shoe?

How odd

Sun, 30 Jan 2005 18:37:55 GMT

Thinking about college is weirding me out. From a cynical perspective, college is a highly stressful and increadibly expensive business transaction which has the unfortunate result of swelling very many heads. On the other hand, without higher education we wouldn't have bright lights like the President of Harvard, poor misquoted man. Or one heck of a lot of useful inventions. Or much of an economy. Damn, justification rears its ugly head.

Anyway, what's surreal about all of this is that after I'm done with school, what will life be like? I can't remember when I was 6, which was the last time I wasn't enrolled in an education system. It'll be different, and different is scary.

I guess a college degree means a nice, white, plasticky house in suburbia somewhere, with minimal debt and the occassional conversation-topic-providing trip to one balmy beach or another. Hell, life could be worse. But by all nine layers of hell and Dante's majestic nasal appendage, why does analysing life lead to discouraging conclusions?

Bah. Jaded is the wrong word but whatever this is is getting repetitive.

Something tells me I'm going to delete this in shame in a very little while. Oh well.

What exactly is in Jell-o?

Sun, 30 Jan 2005 05:09:47 GMT

Behold, world, you disturbing trend towards making less and less sense.

Whatever. Je suis tres fatiguer. Annoyed at myself for being an ass in APWC. Assuming that the world and its respective uncle concur. Writing in grammatically confusing sentences. Enjoying it immensely. Kinda.

Okay, Samuel Smiles, I see your point about hard work and self help. I do hear you were a sexist, though. Tsk.

How is the reader's weekend going? What time is the Europe Trip meeting tomorrow? How do people manage staying up till 2 am repeatedly?

So many though-provoking questions.

Ugh-ness

Sat, 22 Jan 2005 19:52:20 GMT

The last few days have been awful.

I think it's time I just sat down with a book that has nothing to do with school whatsoever and read for two hours. I haven't done that in so long my spelling is getting worse.

Stupid, stupid, STUPID.

Also, in one of those hateful ironies of life, my APWC economist goes by the name of Smiles.

This is ridiculous

Thu, 20 Jan 2005 00:29:45 GMT

Emily, this is your conscience. I command to you stop being shallow.

Bah. Ellen, sorry I asked you in the bathroom today whether my hair was sticking out. Next time I'm in that situation I think I'll query as to your stance on the doomsday-and-nature-obsessed attitude of the Romantics. Or something.

Anyway, this school thing is increadibly weird. Three days in a row? Far out.

First modern dance class today. Koutsky (is that how you spell her name?) is... um... oddly oblivious to our lack of enthusiasm. Apparently, if we all showed up in body casts we could STILL DANCE (sigh of relief) because we could MOVE OUR HEADS. Now that's tenacity. Or, perhaps, devotion.

Dude, MCI tests this Saturday, for which I studied by doing a workbook. A big workbook, written, I believe, by some very smart people who try way too hard to make it interesting. Sometimes the book directly addresses the reader in a sympathetic, chin-up-old-fellow tone. It's pretty disconcerting, but reassuring too. How odd.

Righto. It's too dark too often these days.

Musings on the omnipresence of snow

Sun, 09 Jan 2005 18:43:22 GMT

Well, it isn't going away. My guess is, it never will. Obviously we have entered an ice age. Columbia (TM) is going to have a field day and those in the know will get filthy rich, the bastards.

Right, APWC study session at Diem, today at 5. Bring a couple bucks and buy something like peach-ginger tea. I figure if we purchase something they'll tolerate our presence for a few hours. Plus, ginger-peach tea is actually pretty good.

amazing soccer game, Inter scored three goals in like the last seven minutes of the game, including overtime. God is definately from Milan today. He's not from China, that's for sure.

hopefully that joke does not border as close to racism as it seems to as i re-read it. My apologies for offended readers - no close bordering on racism intended, i assure you.

Finals loom large on the horizon. Brace yourselves, my friends, and get lots and lots of sleep. Also, curse the day education became mandatory in this country. The tradeoff between gaining a future/better understanding of the world and ridiculously high levels of stress just isn't worth it.

And having exposed myself as a bloody idiot, I will retire to mutter angry mutterings to myself in a corner somewhere. Have a nice day :)

"Minimal precipitation" my ass.

Thu, 23 Dec 2004 04:16:54 GMT

Lessee.

Wisdom teeth, woohoo. Especially enjoyed being increadibly loopy and going to a party wherein i was immensely confused by all the weird shapes (read: people). I've never been drunk, but I think that was close. Man will I regret that sentence.

Also, watched in increadibly disturbing bit of cinema involving wooshing sounds and other scary things. It's called The Forgotten and I most definately do not recommend it if you have anything better to do (sleeping included). Still, it was good because I saw people :).

That is mostly it. Have a good Ye Olde Holiday.

:)

When suddenly, an unconscious Argentinian fell through the roof

Sat, 04 Dec 2004 19:30:19 GMT

Ok, ok, not so much - but if you think about it that Subject box is just asking to be abused as a tool for making a boring entry look marginally more interesting.

Why oh why, god of homework, are my classes so crappy? Am I fated to a permanent limbo of academic duties? I certainly hope not, god of homework, because if so I will totally stop making ritual sacrifices to you in the form of burnt report cards. Ponder that one.

Ehehe. What a creepy thing to write. Sorry, kids, but I'm leaving it there as a testament to the overall effects of High School on already frazzled teenagers.

YES, last DriveTek drive today - and I parallel parked for the first time. Fun, fun, fun.

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Alrighty then - I hope everybody's having a good weekend :).

Top o' the mornin' to ya'

Sat, 27 Nov 2004 19:30:23 GMT

But I get the bottom of the afternoon. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Hmm, odd mood i'm in - as evidenced by that freakish bit of humor I just came up with. My apologies for permanently scarring some of my readers. I do believe I'll try that interesting survey thing - answer if you've got the time, s'il-vous plait. :)

Happy Thanksgiving, long weekend, and all around sit-at-home-and-eat season. Good times.

(Stolen from so many people my Uncle Vinny would be proud)
A) first, recommend to me:
1. a movie:
2. a book:
3. a musical artist:
4. a song:
5. an album:

(B) I want everyone who reads this to ask me three questions, no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. No holds barred.
1.
2.
3.

(C) Then go to your own journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends to do the same thing you've just completed.

And Emily summarizes the world in about....3.75 paragraphs.

Fri, 12 Nov 2004 22:34:10 GMT

Woops. I appear to have not updated in.... a while. Heh. Not much happened since my last one except Orchestra tour, which was interesting - especially the part when I woke up at 1 am and found two guys in our room. I proceeded to bite their heads off, horrifying my roommates (what with their non-prudishness) and guarunteeing myself a spot in the world-famous Top 10 People to Stay Away From. I think I'm somewhere between Mr. Daddow at his most righteously indignant and Mrs. Polashek at her most stressed. You should see me when I'm mad :).

Hmm. Contemplating moving to Canada/Greenland (which, astonishingly, is not actually green

Heh. I suppose another thing that did occur was that one election-thingy - you know, the one where our country got shot to hell? Again? Kickass, I'd say, especially if you're white, straight, and already rich.

Also, Arafat died. Not much to say on that one.

There are some weird diseases in our school. Like... the whooping cough?
Suddenly all those Ebola jokes from Bio take on a dark side... daduuuuuu. God I'm hilarious.

That is all.

{EDIT}
There IS, after all, a God. I just spent two hours trying to figure out a THA problem, and the answer was the painfully obvious one I thought was ridiculous and hopeless (and which I found about 10 minutes into the whole ordeal). Now is that or is that not excrutiatingly painful in all of its glorious irony? Three cheers for those Texans who write the darn things. Seriously, don't mess with them.

What an upliftingly rainy day this is going to be.

Fri, 22 Oct 2004 13:28:23 GMT

Lord, how did all these tests wind up on the same day?

DriveTeck is an enriching class which provides valuable education to the aspiring driver. It is also TWO HOURS LONG and increadibly boring. Mr. Beall reminds me of Mr. Bean - you know, the guy who falls out of the spotlight at the beginning of the movie. You know who I mean.

So what are you kids doing for the THREE DAYS of un-school-scheduled freedom? Tell me all about it. We hermits enjoy being kept up-to-date. :)

{EDIT}
On one heck of a more interesting note, for the first time ever i had a Jehova's witness come to my house. It sucked. But it was interesting. Anyway she informed me that God would smite the unrighteous and that If I didn't drink or do drugs i'd inherit the earth. And she looked like such a nice old lady. Maybe I should have asked exactly how God would go about smiting someone.

Well it was creepy as hell.

That is all.

No it isn't. Props to ying for getting hit by a car and coming off without a scratch (as far as I could see). Her bike was pretty beat up, though. Scary stuff, that.

Ok, now I'm really done. Maybe this'll prompt some of you slackers to get off your asses and write a comment or two? Or I can just wallow in my apparent isolation here, no worries. Either way.

The amazing disappearing entry strikes again

Wed, 20 Oct 2004 23:58:07 GMT

There, see? I have removed evidence of my idiotness. Thanks to Jim for providing emotional support and basically all the rest of the bored people for participating in what I believe was the world's weirdest post, ever.

9:40 AM start for the schoolday? Call your Congressman, you delinquent citizen.

Thu, 14 Oct 2004 01:38:05 GMT

Gah, I've got to write some kickass apwc vocab but I figured I'd perfect my procrastinating skills.

PSATs today, that was fun. ish. not really.

Hm, cc was fun until RECENTLY when CERTAIN PEOPLE acted like IDIOTS at spaghetti dinner. You'd better wear T-shirts that say "I WAS KIDDING" in big letters tomorrow or I'll do something so drastic you won't be able to even marginally comprehend it. Ahem, actually it was pretty funny. But whatever.

Joy, meet tomorrow, and its going to be a balmy 50 degrees. Nothing like being breathless and in pain while at the same time freezing. Reminds me of the ninth layer of hell, actually. How lovely.

"A "Pundit" is a well-educated critic" - Mr. "Dr." Nordstrom

Then again, he did fiddle with his computer before he said that. Think he looked it up? Guess we'll never know. Tragic.

Wow, IS lj getting boring? Can such a thing as reading other people's musings about their problems EVER get boring? Correction - can reading MY musings about MY life ever get anywhere withing a 100-mile radius of boring? I thought not. Right.

URgh.

Sun, 10 Oct 2004 20:31:58 GMT

Alright, how 'bout that homecoming dance, eh?

Right. You can answer that, I don't have enough energy.

Also, can we double space that APWC book review or not? because if we can't I'm screwed. If we can, I'm still screwed, but less so. Thank you for your help.

Last words

Sun, 03 Oct 2004 23:30:32 GMT

Pierre Abelard, philosopher: d. 1142: "I don't know"

Pope Alexander VI, Borgia: d. 1503: "Wait a minute"

Voltaire: d. 1778: "For God's sake, let me die in peace"

Karl Marx (asked for last word): d. 1883: "Go on, get out!"

Charles II, King of England: d.1685: "I have been a most unconscionable time dying, but I beg you to excuse it."

Marquis de Favras (about his death warrant): d. 1790: "I see that you have made three spelling mistakes."

William Fetterman (of the Union Army: d. 1866) "Give me 80 men and I'll ride through the whole Sioux nation."

Archimedes (to the soldier who then proceeded to kill him): d. 212 BC: "Wait 'till I have finished my problem!"

Archimedes's last words make me wonder what Mrs. Hanson'll say. Got any ideas?

It's definately October - note the FREEZINGNESS

Sat, 02 Oct 2004 15:12:01 GMT

Wow. I don't think I can do friday justice, so lets just say it was The Most Surreal Friday of My Life. My teachers will forever remember me as "the banana girl" or something equally unflattering.

Sun, 26 Sep 2004 20:19:42 GMT

Heh, you can tell when an English guy writes a song because "love" is supposed to rhyme with "move". Crazy Brits.

Something witty

Sun, 26 Sep 2004 03:17:10 GMT

Ugh - getting up early when its cold outside is the most depressing thing, ever. All you want to do is crawl under about 30 blankets and be warm again. Bleh.

I was reminded today of that one time in APUS -

Merri: *wanders in halfway through class with the omnipresent diet coke in hand*

Mooney: So, uh, Merri - do you wander in the hallways because your people wandered in the desert for forty years?

Man, he was one witty guy.

Hmm, so today being a Saturday I went to a party, it was fun. I almost learned to french braid but not quite. Next party, I guess. What did you kids do today?

Damn bees

Mon, 20 Sep 2004 22:15:23 GMT

yeah, the main feature of this update is that our High School courtyard has a bee problem. tenecious, evil things that they are. Whatever, back in the day they used DDT but oh, no, thats "bad for the environment". So now we get extra birds AND one hell of a lot of dangerous insects, which divebomb me during lunch.

ahem. Physics test today, which was stupid because now I have to worry about my grade as opposed to simply worrying about studying. Not sure which one's easier. Also, in case anyone cares, my English project will blow my class' collective mind in all its golden crappiness. Hey, I went driving yesterday, it was quite something. I refrained entirely from taking the life of an innocent rodent or some such. And finally, it is a beautiful day outside. Except I'm inside. Gonna go fix that, Happy Monday. :)

Tomorrow being Wednesday

Wed, 15 Sep 2004 02:06:20 GMT

That means sleep. A full hour extra, if my internal clock doesn't screw things up like last week. Damn you, internal clock, damn you to hell. The NINTH LAYER of hell. You get your own mouth of Satan, internal clock. I am so done now.

So Orchestra sectionals today - that involves the cellos being forcibly detained in the Orchestra room while everybody else gets free rein. And the "cello teacher" who came in for said sectionals was a tad frightening - plus, her offspring was much underfoot. I hope we don't have to do that again for a long, long while.

THA's are sitting there staring at me and I dunno what to do. I never thought I'd say this (no offense) but maybe I should ask Sean? I hear he did pas mal on his AP Physics test, which is frankly nauseating. Still.

Today I also annoyed Mr. Daddow by asking him to repeat the seven deadly sins, please. I guess I'm supposed to be familiar with them. Whatever.

Oh, and Mr. Dimmesdale is a masochistic coward. Anybody who disagrees with me can actually SAY SOMETHING about it in English tomorrow. For God's sake, end the silence.

That is all. :)

THA's are HARD

Sat, 11 Sep 2004 23:44:18 GMT

Jesus Christ. I'm increadibly screwed.

{EDIT} And instead of deleting that bit of expressive language I'm going to leave it there are a testimony to what getting really worked up can do to you. Keep it in mind, kids. Freaking out doesn't pay, losing your cool will get you nowhere, keeping it together is good for your complexion, I'm being redundant on purpose. Sorry.

Anywho, I do believe that cross country weekend practice is getting earlier and earlier as the season progresses. This in fact would be inversely proportional to the time the sun rises, so that while we are up and about at 6:25 (by "up and about" I mean FREAKING RUNNING) the sun is nowhere to be seen until about 20 minutes after that. By the way, Schmaltz is stupidity in motion. The man gets confused with the workouts while he's announcing them (remember the two F's - Faith and Fortitude - or, if you're Neva, "A friggin' miracle"). Also, he cries a lot. I really ought not make fun of him for that, considering, but HONESTLY.

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