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September Splash
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PC, I like it though it reminds me of summer. Huh.
*splash!*
hehehe…
To whoever asked me why I don’t leave my wallet around for the girl I fancy to find: she’s probably at least five hundred miles away. See, I met her over the summer at this thing I went to called NSLC (National Student Leadership Conference). As I’m feeling rather secure in the anonymity of the Internet once again and I don’t have anyone with doubtful scruples gunning for me this year, I’m going to tell y’all that I think I’m in love with this girl.
NOTE TO ANYONE FROM MY SCHOOL: IF YOU SPREAD THIS AROUND, I WILL FIND YOU. WHAT HAPPENS AFTER THE FINDING WILL BE PAINFUL.
My feet hurt and I’m angry at my boss. He deserves it. He also deserves a heaping helping of my unbridled rage, I deserve more than minimum wage for what I put up with, and Karl Rove deserved to have his car shrink-wrapped the other day. Sadly, the third is the only one that has happened so far.
YES! My dad got the internet to work here! Yay!
Ahhh fall is such a beautiful season.
I can’t wait for it to start cooling down!
Leaves *crunch*
Sadly, I am not allowed to jump in big piles of leaves. Because of ticks and Lyme disease. But I still like to step on crunch leaves.
School starts on Wednesday! w00t!
September!
5) You can’t jump into the leaves? Jumping in leaves is fun. I used to do it all the time when I was a kid, but now I don’t do it as often because I jumped into one really nasty pile. It was filled with slugs. Now I have to REALLY inspect each pile l jump into.
ONE MORE MONTH TILL I’M TWELVE!
ugh. I don’t WANT to have grown-up RESPONSIBILITIES.
Unless they have to do with computers.
5- oooh. I love to jump in leaves. classic calendar photos come out of them.
Are you kidding? Being a preteen/teenager is fun.
(Except you get more chores and homework.)
7- responsibilities at 12 are a joke. I found that out after my bat mitzvah. (has it been a month already? omg)
Though you seriously can act like you’re 2 and attribute it to hormones and no one can do any thing about it.
Ungh. teachers are evil. I’ve had a billion tests already. Oh well.
i miss being 8, although i can also honestly say i can’t wait until i get to move out and go to college (no offense to my family)
so we lost again! woohoo! actually we were winning until about two minutes before the game ended.
johnson came up to us after we did the speech and cheer in the section huddles and asked what we shouted. peter was like “what? what do you mean?” and johnson asked “are you yelling something obscene?” and all the trumpets at the same exact moment started going “obscene? what? of course not!”
he didn’t believe us of course, but he still lets us do it so far. i think it’s because he realizes that nobody can actually tell what we’re saying.
A second after this happened, he heard the low brass yelling their cheer and had to give them a disapproving look and pretend he hadn’t heard.
bwahaha
oh hey, got my muse! literally five seconds ago. (no, i didn’t count, and yes, i’m a total lier. whatever)
So i did a stupid thing today…we’re playing for this bar mitzvah today and somehow i got the idea that it was in the morning, and when i asked dan to be sure he said yes, it was. All i can think is that we were both incredibly sleep deprived and not thinking at the time. So i woke up at 6 and went to the band room and there was nobody there so we came back and i called hewitt’s house and woke somebody up (whoops). I think it was his brother, it sounded exactly like him (he and his brother would be twins, were it not for a-the many (fourish?) years between them and b-the large fuzzy beard his brother had). So i start asking him q’s like he’s hewitt, and he’s like “whaaaaaaat?” so i realize it’s not him and i’m like “oh, sorry, is this matt?” “nooo” “can i talk to him?” “matt’s asleep” “oh…ok. um…do you know anything about the band thing then? like the time?” “yeah, it’s today, isn’t it?” “um, ok, sorry, bye”
so. awkward much?
it was ok though. i couldn’t get back to sleep, so i read the fifth artemis fowl book, which i absolutely loved (and i think it was the first time in ages where a character has come back to life in a way that i actually appreciated and enjoyed and didn’t get really ticked at)
so hey, i’m going to read my muse now. toodles.
2- Urgh. Poor Chairman…
7- Yeah, “responsibilities” are ridiculous unless you’ve taken them up on your own. If they’ve been assigned to you, the point is somewhat destroyed. But that’s just my opinion…
So I just realized that it’s September. Thanks, MB, for keeping me in touch with things.
Small rant: uurgh people. I’m surrounded by people who border on the “ick stupid” category. In Engineering, which is a hardcore Honours class, the teacher seriously had to explain a simple Trig problem, and it took about twenty entire minutes. SOHCAHTOA, people! I suppose I’ll have to write that out next time I put stuff up on the board! Along with “figure not drawn to scale” for the people who really wanted to debate it. *eyeroll* And then they think I’m some sort of sooperjeanyus because I’m not having trouble with it. I think that the sophomores who are in trig would also have no trouble with it. Gah.
It’s just really tiresome, that people think I’m ungodly smart and then proceed to whine about it and how it’s apparently “not fair.”
But, on the bright side, my AP Calc teacher was actually glad to see me. It was weird; I didn’t think she liked me much. I suppose the fact that I, another girl in my class who is also my cool calc buddy, and this guy from our Engineering class who wasn’t stupid, all came to her last period asking about the BC exam. She got all excited and gave us books and offered to make us packets. It was awesome. ^_^
Also, you’ll probably be seeing a lot less of me this year. Until about January, or Winter Break, when I’ll have tonnes of time. Now, I have tonnes of work and college stuff that needs to be done. But I’ll try to pop in to comment here or one of the older threads.
AHH. I could’ve sworn it was only the 20th for half of yesterday…
2- Oh, that’s tough.
Ha, shrink wrapped car, though, sounds like fun. I think a few of my band friends do stuff like that at prom sometimes to the nasty kids.
4- Yes, it is.
5- Aww, that’s to bad. We have a lot of trees we have to rake leaves from and we get really big piles, but having to rake them sort of kills it.
11-aaaah, sohcahtoa! jones DID teach me something, i actually remember that!
9- *cough* Or you can act like you’re 2 and it is hormones. And you can’t do a single thing about it.
Now that’s cheery. Sorry, Kiki!
*pies Newbia the Elf*
10- I enjoyed the Artemis Fowl books, even though I attempt to pretend that I don’t. The fifth was very good, yes.
11- “A really simple Trig problem” Is there such a thing? I can’t blame the people. But if they’re in Honors and they’re seventeen, maybe Trig is easier then…
Not that I’ve ever tried it. All I know is that it’s an excruciatingly hard type of math.
trig’s one of the easiest math things actually. or maybe i’m just weird. but i have issues with stuff like multiplication, so i guess i’m not the person to ask about math.
15- Yeah, the complex stuff is actually a lot easier for me than simple multiplication, and in some cases addition (not like 4+5, but 25+68 would give me trouble). Yay calculators.
I hate fall…
2- Hang in there, Man of the Chair. What, precisely, did your boss do (or didn’t do) that has you peeved? We’re all ears. Or at least, I am. Also, I never gave you a proper welcome-back salutation. *lobs shepherd’s pie at Grant*.
Shrink-wrapped car? Funfunfun.
7- Keeks, getting older is over-rated on most counts. Hold on to being a kid while you can. I do have to admit, hormones come in handy in a pinch, though. Like when my mom asks me why I sleep so late when I could be doing blahblahblah…
11- I kinda know how you feel. There’s this one girl in my science and social studies class who is probably one of the most arrogant, ignorant people I’ve ever met. She had classes with Jensen, Nicole, and Amy last year, and she was absolutely vile to them. And she always mocks everyone else’s mistakes and quirks, even when she’s got a pretty long list of them herself. Just because some people are at school to do more than find idiot rich-boys to date…
And I’m not saying she’s not bright. She is a tiny bit on the smart side. But this is what she said to a question our English teacher last year asked.
Mr. Canadianenglishteacher: Would you rather be popular or smart?
Kendall (this is her name): Well, I’m already the smartest, so I want to be even more popular.
I kid you not. Sickening….
My English I teacher this year is actually doing arm-wrestling matches towards the end of each class. Very entertaining. She’s very good. It came to a draw with Michaela and Paul. She’s destroyed everyone else. Quite amusing, actually. You wouldn’t figure her for the type who is freakishly strong.
Come write on the Writing challenge theme with variations thread! we’ve revived it and there’s a new prompt!
gahh school on tuesday. me is scared *hides under bed*. it’s only a half day. it shouldn’t be too bad.
my bro, kieran (our english friend, this other guy, kierans mom and kierans bro went to a jays game at the sky dome- i mean rogers center- curses ted rogers it was better before- and i’m going out to photocopr comix.
13- Yay! Whee for maths!
14- Yeah, probably. It’s just a bunch of ratios everyone should have memorized ages ago… do you have trig at the moment?
18- Ick. I don’t like this Kendall person. There’s a kid like that in two of my classes, one of which is Engineering. She’s the ultimate when it comes to pretentious like that. Honour-Roller and all. And one of those people who will be all sweet to you if you don’t do so hot on a test, but get all bitter when you beat them. Ick at superiority complexes. They ruin fun, because she’s actually really nice in every non-academic context.
In order for you to properly understand why I’m still angry, you must be transported into the moment. Picture this:
You’re a busboy (I’m not adhering to PC here because PC is revolting) at a country club, earning Ohio minimum wage, that is $6.85/hour. You’ve been working since 3:30 pm and it’s now about 11:30. You’re the only one who’s been working consistently and constantly, and nobody has recognized that. Now, there are a small knot of people who won’t leave. You want to get out of there, go home, and sleep, but noooo, the small knot of people just won’t get out. Among the small knot of people is your boss. As your realize that he is contributing to the problem, you get very angry. Seething would be a good term for it.
Into the situation now? Okay, now I’m going to narrate in first person.
As I stack up all the vacant chairs in the room, I’m wearing my mirrored aviator sunglasses so they can’t see that my eyes have been reduced to slits. After I do that, I go into the kitchen to retrieve a rack of glasses that must be put away in the ice room. I pick it up, exit the kitchen again, and proceed towards a set of doors. These doors are mostly glass with about a six-inch wood frame running around it. Pay attention to the wood frame, it’s important. Since my hands are full and I’m seething, I do what I usually do when I’m angry: I take my anger out on inanimate objects. I kick the wood frame, opening the door so I can get through. My boss thinks I have kicked the glass, as though I’m as much of a moron as he is. He swears at me and threatens me. I surpass seething and go into an even more dangerous state: calm, cold rage. I put the glasses away and contemplate homicide.
Then I have to wait around for another hour for the people to leave. I don’t get paid nearly enough for what I put up with.
Hmm, not entirely on subject from me, but I’ve got some news.
I’m going to be playing my violin for a dinner at the end of the month. Kinda scary, but they’ve apparently decided to hire me, so I’ll even be getting paid! I’m both excited and terrified, since I’ve always had stage fright, and my Mom volunteered me to sing as well as play fiddle….. So, yup, that’s what I have to look forward to this month.
I love fall. I can’t wait for rendezvous in ONLY 22 MORE DAYS!!!!!!
7- Pfft. Responsibilities @ 13 are still low.
10- That made no sense.
15, 16- Okay, same here. But I think I would die if I had Trig.
18- Eeew.
21- I’m in Pre-Algebra. No Trig there.
I don’t think.
I need a job. I’m going to get a work permit soon. I want to get a bookstore job, if possible.
Okay, my scho… oh no I almost said the ‘s’ word, place of education is way behind. I haven’t even gotten my teachers or sceduals or anything yet.
7-Congratz! Ten to Thirteen is kind of the point where parents never trust you with anything serious (“You’re too young.”) but whenever you screw up they get horribly mad (“You’re almost an adult!”) I don’t know which is worse, being too young, or being almost an adult. Weird things, those parental units. Never satisfied.
*pies self for being stupid and making twelve sound like breaking a leg or something* *which it’s not*
Speaking of parental units, MY DAD GOT MY HP7!! YAY!!! But I can’t read it until I complete a book report for *ahem* scwel *ahem* which is rediculus because it dosn’t even start until the third.
18-She ACTUALLY said that??? Wow. That is absolutly sick.
22-Ugh. That seriously sucks. It’s kind of similar to what my friend, who works at a hotel, complains about, but we won’t get into that. Oh, no.
22- Well… I can’t give much advice. Homicide isn’t the answer. It never works out well. Maybe you just need to forgive and forget, and take your anger out on the dumpster out back next ime. Your boss sounds like a complete jerk. My dad runs a restaurant, and he would be seriously ticked at himself if he was just sitting around doing nothing, while minimum-wage people are slaving away. Just be completely respectful from now on, but with almost emotionless, bland mannerisms. He sounds like the kind of DIRP to be very freaked by that. Calm is the answer. Just remember: you won’t be working for him forever.
Don’t take my advice for anything of worth. I’m 13. But it may work…
In the meantime, you can blow off steam here.
heh, sort of related to “Kendall’:
History class, last year:
Annoying girl: Why do they let stupid people vote? I don’t think stupid people should be allowed to vote.
teacher: Why don’t you want to vote, ____? Don’t you want to vote?
Oh wao my uncle just gave me 100 bucks and said “Don’t say I never give you nothing” XD Which I wouldn’t since that’s not true but hahahaha this is me buying the latest issue of ZY oh yesssss.
19) Oooh! -scurrries-
22) Ugh what a situation. Oh well taht job sounds like it’s the worst you’ll probably get, and everyone works up from that one bad job, so there’s that?
22- Oooh, I know that final bit past seething… good for you for not snapping. Takes a lot of self-control, but it sucks, esspecally after a day like that. I agree with Gwen here though, Homicide leads to having trouble getting other jobs after you can finally get rid of that one.
22- *sympathy and chocolate* Hang in there, chairman!
29- whoa. you’ve got uncles who randomly give you 100 bucks?
I have ORANGE! shoes! they are sort of like bowling shoe type only my brother says they look like “indoor soccer shoes” (he’s a tad bit obssesed with those, though so I don’t know if that’s true. Probably is though) and they’re ORANGE! ORANGE! *is happy*
7) Don’t worry, you don’t get real responsibility until you become an official teenager at age 13.
18) This Kendall person sounds very full of herself.
Man. I am seriously annoyed. I wake up very excited this morning because my family is going to Barnes and Noble today. I am confident that I will have a good pick because I have around 10 books that are out that I would REALLY like to read. Unfortunetly, Barnes and Noble only seems to have the copies of the books that are in hardback, so they are too expensive to purchase. It’s especially annoying when you even know that the book you are looking for has been in paperback for MONTHS!
It’s also annoying when the book you want has been out for a year and it’s STILL in hardback! 
It’s even more maddening when you go to get a book in a seiries and they have the second book (which you’ve read) but not the first book! (in which you haven’t read because you accidently read the series out of order) 
Grrrrrrr. Book stores like that are annoying.
32-Bummer.
This week was OK. I mean, I did get lost in the F building, give Mr. D a stupid answer by accident, get dissed by someone I didn’t even know, and accidentally offend a quite handsome gentleman due to Mr. S, but on the other hand, I made new friends (including some equally handsome gentlemen), and accidentally turned on the eye wash by falling on it (then making it worse when trying to turn it off, spraying a quite surpassingly personable gentleman in the face, not to mention shooting cold water down the small of my back and down). Actually, now that you mention it this week sucked. I didn’t have that great of a time, but I learned a lot (how the eye wash works; how to identify a linear equation (i.e. don’t answer “Because it makes a line”); and how to give a snappy retort). Plus Mr. H, my world history teacher, knows a girl who went to camp with me.
Holy *obscenity*.
I drank a mug of espresso today.
Five shots.
I am truly insane.
Also:
holy *obscenity*.
It’s September. *whaa*
Even oblique obscenities make GAPAs uncomfortable. We’ve been known to snip them in the past. But a caffeine overdose counts as extenuating circumstances. I hope you make a full recovery soon.
Sorry, GAPAs…I’ve been a bit lax on censoring myself lately, and I apologise for not fully watching myself on here…
See, I’m testing my caffeine tolerance (which, if I say so myself, is fairly impressive for someone my age and size and consumption frequency). If I can get to sleep at an hour semi-close to my normal schedule, I pass. Maybe just if I can get to sleep…
But don’t worry. I almost never have coffee/caffeine, let alone in that ridiculous of quantities. I want to keep my blood pressure low.
6-same here *shiver*
7-being a teen is fun, it gets confuzzeling.
Three day weekend!!!!
14- true… though it’s nice to pretend you’re in control of you’re temper tantrums.
34- Ouch…
IT WAS BELOW 70 DEGREES THIS MORNING
WAHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It love fall.
It’s starting to smell like fall.
Sorry for the second post, I cant find the Veggie thread!!! Ah!!! Oh no, is it still here? Please say yes!!!! *dies from anxiousness*
[It’s here: https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=996 . –Robert]
Grant O., I’m concerned. You seem unhappy. Why don’t you:
a) leave your job and find one you like, but maybe not in that order
b) give Fair Lady Love of Grant O. a hint. Maybe she’s on the Golbesum telling everyone there about how much she
36~ I don’t drink caffene. I’d hate to imagine it, actually, I’m hyper enough already!
38~ It’s starting to feel like it too. Last night I almost froze with the door open and no dow comforter. Brr. I love it though. My toes and fingers are freezing. Probably because I’ve been on the computer for hours….
22- Hang in there, man. Homocide is not the answer, as Gwen said, although I’m all for blackmail and embezzlement…
By the by, my friend went to that leadership conference and met someone whom she thinks very highly of to say the least (coughLOVESTHEGUYcough). What state does your fair lady live in?
I do love fall–all the maple trees on my street turn gold and orange–but september and october are pretty much our hottest, humidest months out here in California. Not good for cross-country season…if you see me lying face-down by the side of the road, just leave me, I’m not dead. Yet.
Donde esta FrigidSymphony? Hm…
Woah. I start school on wednesday. Freshman. EEP! And I’ll look weird on the bus if I don’t talk to anyone because my MP3 player broke and I’m not gonna get a new on until december or later. I’m going to be a nervous wreck without my music on the bus.
Gah. I feel like such a hypocrite reposting this…
I’m doing the very thing that annoys me, saying that I’m not going to be on much. There isn’t wireless, so I won’t be on aim, either. Anyway, I’ll be back on Tuesday, and will be expecting a summary to be ready for me of every thread that I post on.
Thanks Robert!!! For some reason my computer wouldnt load the whole page….or something went wrong. Thanks!!!
44) Oooooooooo! You’re a freshman too! I find that being a freshman is kind of fun! Here’s my favorite frshman phrase:
Senior: Are you a freshman?
Me: No, I very reserved.
44-Just put the earphones in your ears and pretend like you are listening to music.
Sorry, 40 got cut off. she loves Grant O., that handsome ladies’ man. (I don’t know that you actually are a handsome ladies’ man, but it is certainly possible.)
42- Hey, Elentari! Where ya been?
She got comment 42. I’m overflowing with envy.
Ahh. I just got back from a sleepover at my friends house I forgot to tell you all I was going too (*shocked*). We did hennas, and I have a lovely design of my own invention on my hand, and it turned nice and dark.
If you mix sugar and lemon juice and heat it up and dampenen the henna with it on a cotton ball every so often it really does help it absorb into the skin. It looks really cool.
Annnndd… on my ankle, there is… Kokopelli! He turned out really well for havng drawn him upsidedown, and I wrote KfP above him, but he didn’t get as dark, sadly. I put him on an hour or two after my other one, and while I slept with both of them on I didn’t get a chance to put as much lemon juice on him. He should get a little darker in an hour or so as he oxidizes, so maybe I’ll send in a picture.
TWO MORE MONTHS TILL I”M TWELVE!
i’m really bored
i was going to go kayaking but my da decided to go golf so we cant
I wanna go to the bookstore!!!!!!!!!!!
But first I have to vacuum the stairs and to the dishes bleh.
I wanna go to the bookstore!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sigh…I feel so old. I’m a junior amongst freshies. But at least you’re smart, sophisticated freshies, unlike the ones at my school…
Has anyone read “the Hungry Thing”? It’s a children’s book that explains the origin of Jumjills. Sorry, I’m feeling randome today.
And isn’t that just a smashing way to spell “random?” randome randome randome
49–Thx Gwendolyn. You know, you shouldn’t be jealous, although it does take a very special person to get post 42…:)
What is the whole thing whith 42?!?! I don’t understand. *cries*
54- It’s the answer to life, the universe, and everything. Hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy. I hope that’s a good explanation…
Even though I was wide awake for fifteen hours straight afterwards, I didn’t suffer any physical maladies. But I push this no further. And caffeine doesn’t make me hyper…it just keeps me awake…obviously…
Oh yay. I actually got the freshman academy I wanted. Whee. Even so, high school is going to be sinister. If I were at my old school, it wouldn’t be…but no…gah.
Did I already mention that I got a red China star messenger bag for school? Anyway, it’s quite pretty.
I like fall…I just…don’t…like…school… whaa
Um, I’m still confused, since I’ve never read those books….
56~ You’re going into 8th grade, if I’m not mistaken? Wow, I thought you were older. Hmm, maybe that’s just because I act like a much younger person than I am….poeple usually think I’m 12. Or in college, but that’s a different story…
(57) MF, don’t know if this will help. It’s from the Wikipedia article on “Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything.”
According to The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, a race of vast pan-dimensional hyper-intelligent beings constructed the second greatest computer in all of time and space, Deep Thought, to calculate The Ultimate Answer to The Great Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything. Distracted by a demarcation dispute with two philosophers, a “simple answer” is requested. After seven and a half million years of computing cycles, Deep Thought’s answer is: forty two.
“I think the problem is that the question was too broadly based”
“Forty two!” yelled Loonquawl. “Is that all you’ve got to show for seven and a half million years’ work?”
“I checked it very thoroughly,” said the computer, “and that quite definitely is the answer. I think the problem, to be quite honest with you, is that you’ve never actually known what the question is.”
and the question is : how many muses should there be in a year!
31-Be sure to wear them on the first day of school. Wouldn’t want to give an impression that a MuseBloger is *scoff* LOUD, or something? lol
40-He seems unhappy? *spits out mouthful of Ginger Ale and chokes to death* *which is good because it’s less painful than what Mom would have done when she found Ginger Ale all over the computor and I was still alive*
48-Hehe, I do that all the time when I don’t want to talk to anyone.
54-It’s the answer to the ulatamate question. (LIfe, the Univirse, and Everything). It’s from Douglas Adams. I have never read HG2G, but I saw the movie (Thank God).
Soo… oh yeah! I Got an MP3 Player which I have been wanting for two years! YAY! This is proof that deprivation and blackmail and bribing work peoples! Take carful note of each:
Depravation: I went to CA for two full weeks, and only called home once. Therefore, parents were in a severe state of Beavosickness. Which makes them vulnarable to requests.
Blackmail: I *found* (for the third time) my Mom’s highschool yearbook and dropped hints that I would bring it to school.
Bribing: I told my Dad that I promised that I wouldn’t try to sneak in they’re room at night and give him a shave with the kitchen scissors. Which I have actually tried. He does NOT look good with overgrown stubble. You can’t even call it a beard, because it goes all over the place and just looks like a radioactive goatee.
And one I didn’t mention…
DROPPING HINTS!! This works especially when parents are sick with Beavosickness.
Hey what about MY birthday or will that come later in the month??
Midnight Fiddler: Actually, I’m going into high school. I’m kind of surprised that you thought I was younger, usually people think I’m older…did I act younger at the Kokonvention or something?
I’m told I could pass for seventeen or eighteen if I didn’t have braces, though I think that’s pushing it a little. Sixteen at most. (I’ll be fifteen in February.)
53-go juniors
50-aaah, henna ♥
a lot of people think i’m 16, partly because i am, almost, and partly because all my friends are. no doubt when they all turn 17 people will assume i’m 17 too…
64- At least you’re almost 16. I keep getting mistaken for a 15-17 year old. Very awkward when dealing with guys.
I got books!!!!
I broke down and got the bridge to terabithia. I also got Beka Cooper(Yay Tamora Pierce) and the Atheist’s Bible (my dad is slightly mad at me and slightly amused at the same time, he’s a Rabbi)
I also got a card game and mismatched socks.
42- Hahaha! That may be easier than you think. I’ve heard through the grapevine that…let’s call him “Dennis,” is a coke fiend.
40- I did email her the other day. Haven’t got an answer back, sigh.
42 again- That’s another problem. As if I didn’t have enough already. See, not a state in these United. Ella vive en Alemania.
Whoever- It is a pretty thankless job. But don’t worry, eh? It’s my first and I’m hunting for another one right now. Today I received word that I might be able to get a job at a nearby Bob Evans pretty easily.
65-Bridge to Terabithia was a great book, and I’m furious that it’s now a movie. I hate book movies.
I’m going to be 15 in December and people always think I’m a lot older. I’ve been mistaken for my dad’s girlfriend and asked for a cigarette lighter on more than one occasion. Weird.
67- It already was a movie. An awful old one I had to watch in 5th grade after reading, re-reading and overanalyzing that very same book.
Oh yeah. I saw that movie too. I try to block it out of my memory as much as possible. The Westing Game is also a good book with a horrible movie. I had to watch both for school. Luckily we never got around to finishing The Westing Game.
67– Okay, being assumed for your dad’s girlfriend is pretty freaky. But my boyfriend is fifteen and he looks it, and people are always asking him for lights and smokes and such. My point is, if you look like someone who would have stuff, people are going to ask you, regardless if you look of age.
Haha! I just moved around the maps on my wall. Now the world map is above the window with the arrow sitting on the frame, and my new map of Mesoamerica is below the map of the United States. Sure, the scale isn’t the same, but it still looks awesome. (The map of Rome is still below them both, and the map of Great Britain is still above the television.) Apropos of the television, I just thought of moving the PS2 two inches to the left so that the controller cord doesn’t block the view anymore. Good thing, too, because I want to see how this odd film I’m watching ends.
I want more maps for my wall. I like maps and I like having the negative space of my white wall covered up. Maybe I shouldn’t cancel my subscription to National Geographic. Or maybe I should get over to Borders tomorrow, along with my job hunting trip. That’s either before or after I have to help move the logsplitter out of the barn. That thing weighs a ton. I hope Borders has maps I can buy with the remaining $10 in my wallet.
I’m rambling quite a bit here. It just took me about half an hour to write this post. Perhaps I should go to sleep, it’s about 11:40.
63~ It sounded like you were going into high school for the first year, wich is Freshman, at age 13, right? I’m not too solid on the terminology, since I’ve been homeschooled my entire life. Given that, I thought you were older. As it is, my current guess would have been 15, and closer to 16. I didn’t think you acted younger. I act like a little kid….
67~ I’ve been assumed for my Dad’s wife!! Ah well, it was dark, and it was the first time I had met the lady that asked that. However, I’ve had a few people ask me about college in the past tense. it’s scary. Usually though, people think I’m 12, because I have a really round face, don’t wear makeup and act like like it.
71~ 11:53, right now.
I wonder why I’m on the computer right now, when I should be taking a shower and going to bed. Ah well. I wonder who’s moderating, at this hour?
I just thought of something else that’s on my wall that some of you may find of interest. Does anyone read “Rhymes with Orange” comics in the newspaper? Well, I have a framed giant comic strip of that on the wall. On the bottom it says “To Grant! Thanks for the idea! Hilary B Price Dec 2006.”
Want to know why? Story time:
A dear friend of mine was in town. (I say a friend of mine, she’s practically family. I call her “aunt.”) She, my parents, and I all go to see “The Illusionist.” Smashing film by the way, Edward Norton is a phenomenal actor. Has anyone ever seen “American History X?” Don’t if you’re under 17. Very disturbing.
I digress. We go to see “The Illusionist,” and, predictably, there is a love scene. I say “predictably” because Hollywood seems unable to make a film with good-looking people in it without one. Even “Snakes on a Plane.” Come on, I mean, just because a badass federal agent and an attractive flight attendant share a near-death experience with each other doesn’t mean they’re going to be all up ons after that. They may part the dearest of friends, but there is such thing as friendship between a dude and a lady apart from romantic. Take my friendship with my friend Gina for instance.
I am really unable to keep it together. My tired mind is wandering like a peyote fiend in the desert. After the film, I make a really great joke about the love scene. My aunt really likes it and wants to know if she can suggest it to her friend, Hilary B Price, for a Rhymes with Orange comic. I say sure, and the matter goes out of my mind.
Grant takes a break from telling the story to checka his email. 67 bulk messages. DELETED! (Shout-out to all my fellow sbemail fans out there.)
Xmas arrives!
A slim package arrives from my aunt. Wonder of wonders, it’s a giant Rhymes with Orange cartoon, expressing exactly my joke! October 23, 2006: My name appears in a mainstream cartoon strip. A proud day for USEC Grant. Story over.
I found out today that one can download Command and Conquer Gold for free from the C&C website. My favorite 90’s PC game, for free! And just when I was wondering how on earth I would get it onto my laptop with no CD-ROM drive. Or floppy drive.
Grant decides to wind this post down. It’s 12:08.
Yup, it’s late, er, early. Cool about the comic, Kagy will probably go nuts when she reads that! My Mom’s choir diretor’s husband was good friends with Bill Waterson, the creator of calvin and Hobbes, one of his books is dedicated, in part to him.
Who is moderating? Thanks, it’s great of you to accomodate us late night party people…. But, not I’m going to bed. It’s way too late, i shouldn’t have been dtaying up readin gfanfiction and frying my brain at midnight. I should have been practising the violin. Actually, I’ll have to really work tomorrow, since I have a lesson on Momday. Yurg, and I’ve barely played all week….
I’m rambling. Goodnight all, I’ll be back tomorrow, I’m sure, unless the Blog is closed like in the fanfic….Sleep tight.
I’ve been moderating — also up later than usual. I’ll happily hand the reins over to Rosanne, though, if she’s around.
I am so glad that it’s Labor day tomorrow.
Hmmm… Has anyone else noticed that the whole ‘movie trying to break through cliches’ thing is really cliched itself?
71-I have maps all over my walls too, but I’m just trying to cover up the flowers.
I get to go see Becoming Jane tomorrow if it’s still in theaters I really don’t know, but I think it is.
*looks over post*
I have said this before. I have the attention span of a goldfish.
I am not making any sense right now.
‘Night y’all
Ah, you’ll love that too! Grant lives in the town where Bill Watterson lives, although I have no idea where, because I respect his privacy enough not to look in the phone book. I’ve met his father (my mom used to work with him) and I have a signed book addressed to me.
It’s 12:57. Grant turns off the laptop.
Hmmm….
I really should be doing homework right now. But I know that I won’t until tonight.
I would be asleep right now except that every dog on the block is barking like a maniac AND IT WOKE ME UP.
Don’t get me wrong, I love dogs and respect their right to bark, but 50 of them is rather loud.
Ah well…
*lurks off*
74- Haha, just saw The Illusionist yesterday (around 3 in the morning though, so I’m not sure what went on there in the middle).
Sorry to break up the late-nighter party. I had to get up at 8/8:30 so we can go to the Muscular Dystrophy telethon and answer phones. Let me know if you see me on tv.
I got to meet John Edwards today at the Labor Day parade!
My dad is a lawyer for the United Steelworkers Union, and they were endorsing him, so I got to meet him!!!
Good day all!
I have returned! After losing internet for a while and power for a day. The power was because the town I live in was on fire and they didn’t want fire fighters getting tangled in live wires.
Anyway, *pies* to all who I have not pied!
RtH
well…randomness. yay. Jenn-chan hates me for accidentally ignoring her at school…
74- that’s pretty AWESOME…envy……envy…..
75- i wouldn’t say i went nuts…. it is really cool though. when i went to the TCAF which i have mentioned befor i got a lot of books signed by authors. yay. kagy goes and dies from happyness.
82-weird…….
I went to a sleepover and now am tired and have a whole paper to write because my topic is extremely long and I am not even half way through yet and it is 5 pages long!!!! AHHHH!!!!! *passes out*
51- *jumps up at mention of kayaking* Do you know how to roll?
69- *eyes blaze red with fury* They made a movie out of The Westing Game?!?!? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ahem.
71- I love maps! So does my dad. As a result there are an awful lot of maps hanging around. But we’re leaving them here, in the old house, so I have to get some for myself. I have two Risk boards that I made, and I was going to map the neighborhood, but I gave up.
I want to buy map of Middle Earth.
72- No, no, Freshman year is 9th grade, when you’re fourteen. Though someone else may have said that already.
Last night when you were all writing random things and acting absolutely exhausted, I was in the car sleeping and listening to such cheery songs as “Hare of Killgraine” (sp? Yes, I am asking for spelling help, stop teasing!), “Twa Corbies” and “The Death of General Wolfe”. There were a few more that actually were cheery, but I can’t remember what they were.
Now for a very long and
very boringdetailed summary of my weekend.Cast of Characters:
E (a girl who is a few years older that me)
St (her younger sister, about 12)
M (another girl, unrelated to both of the above)
A (St and E’s brother)
Ma (a little boy)
Sm (an even littler boy)
Sd (Sm’s older sister, who is also very little)
R (another girl, about nine. As you can see, the girls far outnumber the boys here.)
Me. (Alice.)
We got there Saturday night, and sat around being awkward for a while. St and M were preparing to go out in the rowboat, and I went with them. So we rowed around in the dark for a while, and sat on the float for a little while, and went back to shore. Around that time, I noticed that there was a piece of webbing suspended between two poles, and remembered my dream of becoming a tightrope walker. There was another rope hung above it so that you could hang on while you were becoming a tightrope walker. (The lower rope, the one you walk on, in called the slack line. The one you hold onto is called the slacker line.
) So we played around on that for a while, and discovered that it was possible to fit nine kids on it before it touched the grass. People started to disperse, to bed and to kayaks, and I got about halfway across the slack line without touching the slacker line, before falling off. St, M, R, and all the younger kids went to bed, and I wanted to do the same, but my dad was off on a night paddle, and I didn’t know how to set up the tent. So E, A, and I made a fascinating discovery: namely, that when you had you socks on, the slack line became very slippery indeed. So we slid about on it, and laughed, and finally decided that we were obviously too tired, if we were so easily amused. So they went to bed, and shortly after, my dad came back and set up the tent.
The next morning E likened the slack line to the rope the elves of Lothlorien used in LOTR to cross the river, and we spent a while trying to become elves. I somewhat succeeded, and actually managed to walk the slack line without the slacker line three times.
I tried to learn to roll, and I had a very good balance brace, but there was cold water in my ears and I couldn’t walk straight for some time after. I eavesdropped on a meeting, talked about historical costumes with E, and slid down a large hill on pieces of cardboard with M, St, and R. (Very fun, as long as you’re wearing shoes.)
Then we went out on the water again, and I failed to learn to roll again. This time I blame the tuilik I was wearing, which did not allow for much flexibility. I didn’t fancy going underwater when I could hardly move my arms.
My balance brace is okay, provided I don’t go over too fast and fall face first in the water. Salt water isn’t too painful when you get it up your nose, but it still isn’t the nicest feeling.
So I still haven’t learned to roll, and I haven’t got a boat that fits, anyway.
But I had a nice time.
At dinner I accidentally put an ant in my mouth (it must have been crawling around on my plate) and it bit my tongue. It was a weird feeling.
I sincerely hope you didn’t read all that, because it was a waste of time.
Tomorrow is orientation.
Grant enjoys what’s left of his venti iced cafe mocha from Schtarbuqs, the greatest thing ever to come out of Seattle.
My friend has started a role-playing forum. I think it’s pretty cool, so if you like role-playing, you might want to check it out at [snip!] He’s constructed quite a complicated premise. I hope that link doesn’t get lanced.[Sorry, Mr. Chairman. Policy, you know. –Robert]
I think I’ll watch my Blackadder III DVD now and do something else that is not only a verb but also a noun describing a type of tree.
78- Cool! Hasn’t he not been seen for five years? -hermitism-
MY NEW FAVORITE WORD = triptych
74- NO FAIRRR
though I wrote for Muse, though…
STOP BRAGGING KIKI
NO
YES
SHADDUP
It’s the second day and there are 86 posts? This might be long because I want to respond to lots. Let’s see.
5 ~ If you take a shower and check for ticks after it should be okay. (Awkward, yes, but it could be worth it.)
School starts Wednesday for me, too. I’m torn between excitement about being a freshman and dreading getting up at six.
7+9 ~ My sister just turned twelve too. Neither of us really got extra twelve-year-old responsibilities…
10 ~ Our team won their opener, shockingly. We didn’t play at it though. We don’t do a lot of games. I’m going to an Eddie From Ohio concert after the one next week. -excited-
22 ~ New job?
23 ~ That’s scary, but exciting! Congrats and good luck! I just got my own cello and I love it.
31 ~ Are they, by any chance, made by Champion? Because Sarah just got an insane pair of orange and green shoes from Payless like that and they’re very spiffy.
32 ~ Yeah, I read the first book in a series and the third book had just come out so it was impossible to get the second. It was really annoying.
I don’t remember getting much new responsibility at thirteen either.
Well my mom’s cut me off. Later! ♥
This irritates me something fierce!
Hm, it seems my ill-chosen expletive has also been deleted. I wonder how I might scare up interest. Hey, wait a moment. I remember how last year or so an HP-themed RPG forum was allowed to be put here. Why the double standard? Or have the rules changed sometime in between?
Enforcement is tighter and more consistent nowadays.
76~ Well, thanks. It’s nice to actually have posts go through when you’re on at unspeakable hours of the night.
I could tell I must have been really tired, since those posts made less sense than usual. (And that’s saying something!)
86~ I was about to say, The Death Of General Wolfe isn’t exactly what I’d call upbeat…. But I like the tune. It’s French and Indian War period, so it’s gotta be good!!
89~ You play cello? I was trying out my Mom’s cello today. I stink. I guess I do better on the violin but I love the voice and range of the cello. Ahhhh.
90~ What irritates you? Whatever it its, I hope it goes away. Happy?
92~ Why? Is it because the MBers are getting a bit older and more scary-teenager-like? Are you always on?!
Grant is feeling ill. I hope nobody is employing voodoo against me.
Grant O., I think you should become a satirical writer or maybe a critic for movies. You are wonderfully cynical and sarcastic.
Speaking of the Illusionist, have you seen the Prestige? Excellent movie, with a good twist at the end.
And it has Hugh Jackman in it. *swoons* How could it miss?
Erm… I believe a new Muser holiday is in order. Refer-To-Yourself-In-Third-Person Day. If anybody agrees, when should the date be?
whee! nerdz__r00l is back!
97~ Midnight Fiddler thinks that that sound fun, if slightly strange….she doesn’t know what date, however.
84-aww, do tell. even though all my characters have pretty much died over the summer. mebbe the GAPAs would agree to some clever, subtle hints if you can think of any obvious enough to enable me to find the site.
97-didn’t we have one of them things once?
ebeth loves the idea of talking in third person. but she’s typed on for too long, and now must dash off to the nearest bathroom, which happens to be the stinky basement one (i’m sure you know the type) If this post is never finished, it means she died of the smell (or possibly the lunatic hiding in the shower)
ebeth is alive! huzzah.
98-again, huzzah! *pies*
so does anybody know the movie rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead? ebeth is obsessed with that movie. she just watched it again yesterday. luuurve ♥
Ebeth declared Talk in Third Person Day on October 15, 2005. Then she promptly forgot about it, and she and Jadestone revived the idea on February 18, 2006. We can do it again, if you like. Just pick a date.
Whenever. Does that mean that you have to speak in third person on all the threads?
Hmm…how bout on Sept. 5th? That gives us a day to get the word out. Or we could just do it randomly, like usual…:)
86- Upbeat? Ha. Not precisely. But then again, neither is The Hare of Killgraine, a song that has horrified me for roughly seven years or maybe more, or Twa Corbies, a simply splendid murder-ballad-type thing. So perhaps cheery isn’t the word.
96- Ooh, that was a good movie!
And I’ve no more time to write, much less refer to myself in third person. I may do that later, when I hook up my mouse and a m no longer trying to use the pitiful touchpad.
And now I have to go.
Really.
Potato Chip likes the idea of Talk in Third Person Day.
Grant thinks that one can refer to oneself in third person whenever one wants. Grant is still feeling ill. And he has thought of something that scares the living daylights out of him: there is a suspected case of meningococcal meningitis in my school. She hasn’t attended school yet this year, and I don’t know her personally, but I’m the type of person who gets scared about anything. Whoooeee. This is a disturbing thought.
101- Haha, I was just going to mention that.
103- Maybe later, I’ll have Skool that day (*cue screams*) and be exausted. Perhaps saturday?
So. We’re back from the MD telethon. I was on tv once or twice, we were in the studio place answering phones for two of the chicago segments. If any of you saw it we were there when all the gymnest guys did backflips.
I think the highest pledge I took was for 1,000 dollers.
(103) How about tomorrow? I’ll put it on the calendar.
I, man-gator likes that idea.
Sounds flamablamabulous, GAPA-Unit Coontz. I actually have pretty serious conference tomorrow, so I’ll have to drop it for a bit, but then, I’ll continue.
Gwen is excited.
I’m looking forward to September 19th. Also October 21, because that is Victory at Trafalgar day! I don’t think that’s an actual holiday, but it still rocks. Eat it, Napoleon.
The Chairman pines. Every passing day without a reply to his email sinks like a knife into his heart.
Der Wachtelschlag Fliegender, what exactly is a Golbesum?
74- what was your joke? my paper here doesn’t get rhymes with Orange… so yeah. but cool!
Oh, I should go now
Hey. I’m just seeing if I can get HTML to work.
does it work?I’m still feeling ill, so I’m practicing pitching off the side of my futon couch in a dead faint. The askew headphones lend a nice touch I think.
If people want to see some of my photos from NSLC, where would I send them, GAPAs?
“…The poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person, videlicit, in a love-cause. … [M]en have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love.”
–Rosalind (in disguise) to Orlando, As You Like It
Send them to gapa @ musefanpage.com . We’ll need parental permission to post them, though.
Red-tailed HAWK, and others who may know – we have R-tH’s living in our neighborhood, and recently a juvenile (though almost full grown) Hawk has been lingering around our yard. There’s definitely something wrong with it, though. When we get close to it, it doesn’t fly away, so we’re not sure what to do. Should we call the National Aviary or something?
Some photos have been sent. I’m not sending most of them because of a number of possible reasons: A. Poor photography on my part, B. I don’t want to see the people in them or C. They’re irrelevant.
What I meant by B was “I don’t want everyone on here to see the people in them.” I accidentally left out the “you.”
I found some more on the website I might send it. Needless to say, they have me in them. In more of my splendor.
I met a Muser today! She said she came on MuseBlog once or twice, and she may come on again sometime. GAPAs dear, with your magical searching technology, could you please tell me when Phareby last posted? I may be spelling her name wrong; maybe it’s Phairby? Sorry!
Anyway, that was amazingly cool. I also learned to play croquet. Whee. And dueled with tennis rackets, which was also quite fun.
Alice is very scared because of orientation tomorrow.
I don’t find anyone by either name. Are you sure she posted under her real name (assuming that is her real name)? Have you checked “Who’s Here”?
Ok, I’ll wait til tomorrow for the photos to be posted. If they are not I’ll be slightly disappointed and bemused.
I finally got the picture sent in. Check da e-mail, please.
It’s tomorrow!
122- She said she did. I’ve read Who’s Here several times already. *confused*
Oh well, She’ll either come on and I’ll recognize her, or she won’t come on and it won’t matter.
I can think of million ways to spell her name. It might have been Phaireby.
In fact, that looks the most likely. Hmm. Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to Who’s Here I go.
No, she’s not there. Um…
l am oh so bored.
128- Hi, Ag. Me too. I’m wandering around catching up on old threads, but I’ve caught up on them all, so there’s nothing more to do.
Time to go to bed, I think.
Tomorrow is orientation. I think I really need to go to bed now, if only to forget my terror.
Wordly Wise 3000 (vocabulary) books are fun. I think they’re actually homeschooling books, but we used them in elementary school, and now I”m using them again for SAT prep… unfortunately, I didn’t do any in 6th and 7th grade, so I have to catch up by doing all the easy 6th grade words. (I would just start with the 8th grade book, but that’s not what my mom wants… sigh.)
Tomorrow is the first day of school. Fun!
school tomorrow… it’ll be fun for the first week or so then back to the normal routine
93 ~ I love the sound of the cello when my teacher plays it. xD ♥ It’s a great instrument when it’s played well, as is the violin. And my new cello sounds pretty nice even when I’m playing badly which is nice. Haha.
97 ~ Margaret thinks that it’s not even necessary for such a holiday to be scheduled as she enjoys writing in third person for no particular reason at any time. Which is probably a good thing as tomorrow is her first day of school so she likely won’t have much time to enjoy the holiday.
130 ~ Are you taking the SAT? What grade are you in? I wanted to take it this year (freshman) but my mom won’t let me. Argh.
131 ~ Tell me about it! I’m so excited for high school but I know in a week or so it’ll be so routine. Ugh.
Oh! Alice just realized that today is Talk in Third Person Day. She says that she’s only going to do that on the Blog, because it would look weird at orientation.
She is making rice because her mother insists that she eat something even though she’s too nervous. Bother.
This is weird, and kind of fun.
Alice hastens to add that there should be Talk in Second Person Day.
133 ~ Margaret feels very silly as she’s just realised that today is indeed Talk in Third Person Day. She thought that it was tomorrow. She adds that Talk in Second Person Day would indeed be spiffy and that Alice shouldn’t be too worried! Margaret is sure that Alice will find a group of bloggerly people with whom she’ll get along swimmingly. She also would like to know which grade Alice is starting, because she thinks it’s ninth but that could be just because Margaret is starting high school tomorrow and tends to assume that everyone else is as well. Hehe.
Midnight Fiddler now remembers that it is indeed Speak in Third Person Day, and hastens to start celebrating. At the moment, she should be practising her violin [fiddle] instedead of MuseBloging, since she has a lesson in a very short time, and hasn’t done much all week in the way of actually practising. Oops.
Midnight Fiddler will now check a few other comment quickly and then run off before her mother comes and unplugs the computer and ends her to her room. Oh, now she remembers that the computer is running on the battery anyway, but you get the picture…she’s weird that may. (MF, not her Mom)
Hey people!
In case ya haven’t noticed, I’ve not written anything on MB in quite some time now… This is because, quite frankly, I got bored. Bored with pointless political debates with people who don’t get the bigger picture, religious arguments with indoctrinated sheep, and just simply fed up with all the immature silliness going on. Anyway, I’m probably going to maintain my absence, embarking on a long hiatus to focus on school, music and my esoteric hobbies. I’m becoming second guitar in a Heavy Metal band, with dates in northern Italy and all of Switzerland, producing a demo, and generally putting a lot of effort into what we hope may become a worthwhile project.
Anyway, I’d just like to say a few farewell words:
Regarding the religion thread, I sincerely hope I made an impact on some people here in my Dawkins-like disassembling of Christian ethics and so called morality. (By the way, Douglas Adams shared my exact same views before he died, the brilliant man; as did Jefferson, Einstein and many others.)
And no, I do NOT apologize for anyone I offended in the course of my rantings.
Regarding the political discussions, I hope I managed to give a useful input and remain baffled by the fact that some people still think global warming is a myth and that Republican politicians are actually decent human beings. It isn’t, and they’re not.
As for the music thread, Metal will always be the most complex and sophisticated “pop” culture genre. I do hate to call it that, but, except in rare cases, Metal does not qualify as a “high” culture genre (along with classical and jazz). Nickelback, Evanescence and Green Day are still horrible.
Oh, and Elvenking release a new album Sept. 14th, but you can download it now.
As for the rest, I enjoyed some, was irritated by some, and overall wished the GAPAs had participated more. But whatever. Robert, Rosanne, Paul, Rebecca, I would have enjoyed having debates on various issues with you, but whatever… My compliments on managing to tolerate much of the stupidity on here, and on promoting much of the creativity and intelligence.
Finally, I wish you all (except those who worship Christ, you don’t need my well-wishes, you’ve got your imaginary friend to help you out) a good year.
Cheers!
man-gator has just realized it is that day as well and celebrates.
man-gator posts on museblog. His post is thus,’134-man-gator ponders and states that second person day is basically every day. man-gator is particularly confused.’
135- Alice is indeed going into ninth grade. She is now wishing that she didn’t have to wait an hour to go to the bus stop, because she is rather excited as well as nervous.
136- Midnight Fiddler is lucky to have a computer that will run on its battery. Alice’s computer only lasts five minutes when running on a fully charged battery.
It is rather old.
man-gator posts once again, his post reads,”man-gator has been thinking ahead. man-gator thinks the october thread should be ‘october ookiness’. man-gator states it was just a thought.”
c+q is uncertain whether or not she will talk in third person in marching band. She probably won’t tomorrow, though, because it will be the first day of school. She is very unprepared, but has 21 pages of history notes (finally) ready to turn in.
She is also slightly surprised and happy to see the older bloggers coming back, who haven’t been seen since the era of her first coming to the blog, and wishes to welcome them.
curious and questioning’s favorite holidays are Towel Day and Ask A Stupid Question Day. (September 28, or the last Friday in September, depending who you ask.) She doesn’t remember whether AASQD is on the MuseBlog calendar or not. She insists that it is a real holiday, found on Wikipedia, and although she twists the purpose slightly (trying to prove that there are stupid questions and asking them, rather than proving that there are none) it is quite enjoyable. She also remembers that Talk Like A Pirate Day is approaching. (September 19? There was a CD somewhere in the house that had the song…)
curious and questioning must depart now, however. She finds it interesting that she speaks with much more formality when in third person. And uses third-person-female pronouns more than she would use first-person pronouns.
137- No, every day is first person day. Alice will now give an example of the different kinds of persons.
First person:
My name is Alice. I need to go clan my room.
Third person:
Her name is Alice. She needs to go clean her room.
Second person:
Your name is Alice. You need to go clean your room.
Alice hopes that Man-gator understands now. She would like to call Man-gator Jake, but does not know if he would appreciate it, and thinks that no one would get the joke.
By the way, Alice does not really need to clean her room. She was just saying that because it was all she could think to say.
139- Alice desires to know what “Ookiness” means.
Man-gator is happy that talk like a pirate day is coming up. He is very proud since his museblog pie war alias is a pirate.
136 ~ That is such a familiar scenario to Margaret who rarely remembers to practise cello without dozens of reminders and often ends up going online during practise. She gets busted on occasion which can be unpleasant, but she knows she should practise more anyway. She has her first lesson for the school year on Thursday. (She does practise around NYSSMA time though. Good NYSSMA score = muy importante.) Actually, at this particular moment, she should be cleaning her room. (Well, putting stuff in boxes to deal with later because she finds cleaning overwhelming. It’s like a phobia.)
143-Man-gator answeres that ookiness is over-all wierdness, and the word was used in the adams family theme song. “…the’re all together ooky…”
Man-gator wonders why Alice wants to call him Jake, and would like to know why.
Man-gator is afraid he is slowly turning ino a male Alice, as he frequently corrects people on their grammer.
Alice states that pirates were very evil and Man-gator should not be proud. She also says that once her dad sent her a very interesting article and she will go dig it up now.
She has dug up the article, but having read the corrections that were made to it, she will now shut up.
147- Alice does not want Man-gator to turn into a male version of herself. She says that that would be too weird.
That’s spelled grammar, gator-dude, and I already do that. I’m wondering whatever happened to the posting of my photos.
148-man-gator apologizes to Alice, and150-grant O.
(150) Sorry, Grant, busy day. Will post them when I get the chance. Sometime today, though, one way or another.
137 ~ Shucks, I was hoping you could help me with my math teacher, whose door happily states that it’s the bible club meeting place, if she becomes unmanageable. (I remain optimistic that she won’t tell us that Jesus says triangles have three sides or anything though, as I haven’t actually met her yet.) Good luck with your band!
139 ~ Margaret’s plan for tomorrow is to get up early and spend the morning taunting her sister about the fact that she’s gonna be a seventh grader. Then she’s going to go to the bus stop with a ton of people with whom she isn’t friends. Fun fun. But as long as they don’t kick her off the bus since she technically isn’t allowed to take the bus it should be fine when she gets to school.
Well, I spent my last fiver on lunch at school. In first grade it cost $1.50, now it’s $2.70. And they put your change into an account for some bureaucratic reason. I don’t like bureaucrats. The other day I found out something unpleasant was bureaucratic, and I said, “Good! Now I feel justified in hating it.” I hope my dad remembers to cash my paycheck.
‘S quite all right, GAPA. Not to worry, I’ll just read Scary-Go-Round comics until I see them up.
153- Sounds fun!
I have ten minutes to catch the bus. I could leave now, since I do have a book…
But the bus stop is right down the street. I won’t be late.
My mother and sister just left. I feel very scared and alone. What if I miss the bus?! I mean, just because it’s an enormous bright yellow vehicle passing mere yards from me doesn’t necessarily mean that I’ll get on it.
Okay. I’m leaving now. If you don’t hear from me by tomorrow afternoon, I’ve died at school.
Ohi, if you don’t usually scroll up and check older posts, 137 is an important one from me that got caught up in slow moderation. Go back and read it.
155-what music do you want at your funeral?
I just realized how insulting 137 is to me, as I just read it. Frigid, you seem to be acting extremely impolite at the moment, even if you are leaving. Don’t forget that there are actually people on the other computers.
where is everybody? are they at school? my school is tommorow.
At my funeral I want Irish music, because it will be a wake. I want people to celebrate my life, not moan and gripe at my death. I want there to be lively music, attractive women, and strong drink. I want all the people who cared about me to have a good time. My only regret will be that I’ll miss the party.
Frigid, no matter how good your metal band gets, you’ll never be as good as Dethklok. Do you folks like coffee?/Real coffee, from the hills/Of Columbia……./The Duncan Hills will wake you/From a thousand deaths/A cup of blackened blood (dying, dying)/ You’re dying for a cup!
I’m not going to sit here and type the whole thing out, but it’s hilarious.
On second thought, I’ve read frigid’s previous posts on the hot topic threads. I’m kinda glad he’s leaving.
88- this is realy weird but a kid at my school looks like you, but older.
158- I was insulted too. even if you don’t believe in Christ at least be mature enough to respect that we have our beleifs and you have yours. i’m not going to let this get to me.
Kagy should totaly be talking in third person, but she is too lazy.
137 – I’m sorry, but if you do not like a band, please do not say it in such a way that may offend others. I like Evanescence, think Nickelback is awesome, and positively love Green Day. Maybe if you took the time to listen to some of their songs that you haven’t heard before, you might like them, but until then, please don’t call them anything relating to the adjective you used. Thank you.
154- YOU READ SCARY-GO-ROUND COMICS???????? I DO TOO!!!! w00t! no one ever reads what i read. im just started reading recently. read butternut squash if you get the chance. it’s also a web comic.
162-you’re right. sorry.
165- what are you apollagizing for? the last half of what i wrote about FS post was directed at him but I was too lazy to say so.
137- Good riddance, and thank you for deciding to go away(again) and stop offending people. If you do come back, find nicer ways to talk to people, even if you disagree with them.
137- WAAAH! Please stay! You’re an inspiration! And what will shadowkat say?
I HATE SPANISH CLASS
enuff said.
137- PLEASE STAYYYY
or at least post sporadically, like penty or MG. You will still read Muse, right?? Yeah, and what will Shadowkat say?
Fridgerator, if you want to follow the teachings of people much smarter than you’ll ever be, then by all means, emulate Douglas Adams and other people. I myself currently don’t know what to believe, but I don’t insult people and dismiss their beliefs out of hand. Even after I read that Henning Mankell novel, “Before the Frost,” and found out more about Jim Jones, I keep a civil tongue in my head whilst speaking to devout religious people.
Especially after doing those things. I for one don’t want any angry Bible-thumpers slaying me in a particularly awful way.
137- Bye, man, it was fun having you around here. You did this blog some good.
163- I lol’d.
Also: I moved into boarding school on Sunday. Got net last night.
I’m rooming with this girl from Korea, and she seems really nice. We ended up getting the handicapped room, which is half the size of the others.
But there’s enough room, I guess. The other rooms have a divider, which I would have liked a /lot/ more. Classes start tomorrow. I’ll try to be on more frequently (yeah, I know you guys miss me. :P)
137-offensive to the end. well i can’t honestly say the blog will be quite as interesting without you. come back occasionally on the music thread. i’m starting to almost tolerate heavy metal now.
jk, there’s some of it i quite like, and i’m certainly not stereotyping it any more.
164-aah, i need to finish that sometime. I HATE starting comics at the most recent (or even the latest chapter) i always have to go back to the very very beginning and read through all the archives. And scary go round has a LOT of archived comics.
It doesn’t help that i’m also reading about five other comics as they update, as well as trying to catch up on Wigu and Overcompensating. (and this discussion just reminded me of Sheldon, which i haven’t checked in FOREVER, and CTS, which i haven’t checked in quite some time)
42-Oi, Elentari, which program did your friend go to? I was International Diplomacy.
Wachtelschlag, you never answered my question. What is a Golbesum?
170- hey, FS is very smart.
Augh. Can’t all this happen in Hot Topics or something?
Have fun, Alice! I’m sure it’ll be fine! ♥
168-how is he an inpiration? He’s rude, degrading, and insultive.
Respect- noun- willingness to show consideration or appreciation- similar words: civility, politeness, toleration.
What does respect mean to me?
Respect means having other people recognize that I am human; I have feelings, and I have opinions. I DO NOT expect people to share my opinions, or believe the same things I do. Everybody is different; why should we all think the same? What is toleration? Toleration is accepting the fact that people will not always agree with you. Everybody believes that they are right; nobody knows if they truly are. Respect means toleration, which also means that you should not actively insult other people’s opinions. Everybody has fellings, and if you insult tham, they will become offended, which usually starts a flame war. It doesn’t matter if you are discussing politics, religion, music, or song lyrics; you can always politely disagree. This last paragraph may seem preachy to some people, but I feel that I need to say this, because I feel that respect is a term that has been erased from the dictionaries of several MBers, including my own at some times. Please read and consider what I have to say.
177-I agree with you.
174- I apologize. When I get into the modicum of being witheringly/disgustingly sarcastic, the razor-sharp sword of my wit cuts everyone.
In memoriam- Steve Irwin.
180-*takes off virtual hat*
I think the random thread is becoming insufficiently random.
179-huzzah, it’s the withering sarcasm! good stuff that
*throws a pie full of random at collective blog*
I had homework on the first day of school. How wrong is that.
Fridgey’s back?
186-Not for long, apparently…
If he does not respect the views of other people, he’s just being like the people he detests the most, except he’s promoting some of the opposite ideas. But you can’t argue with him if you disagree, because he’s right . Or so he says. But otherwise, I think I’ll miss him.
I’m sorry. GAPAs, you may edit that if you wish, as it sounds pretty mean-spirited on my part. And I guess we shouldn’t talk about him, because he’s gone, now. Although I’m betting he’ll come back and read our comments. (You can edit that part too…)
Sooooo, anyway.
185-I weep for you.
I had homework opn the first day, too. It’s not a big deal.
No comment, really, on FS. I don’t really care.
School starts tomorrow…
137-Oh, you crack me up, kiddo…but oh well…we’ll just have to agree to disagree on all the political stuff, and the rest…I don’t care.
176- Only to those who deserve it.
177- Truth is more important than tolerance.
179- Ah huh.
FS, before you go, I have one request. that is that the GAPAs somehow print my book in it’s entirety, so you can read it.
(191) The beneficent GAPA has created a special Web page for agagabagabag’s book. There! Never say we never did you any favors.
Was that all? I think i sent more. Should I try again?
137- hey! I’m gonna call you Fridgey for one last time ’cause it amuses me! Fridgey, I appreciate your opinions as well as everyone else’s religion non withstanding but wish you’d be a little more respectful to other’s and all in your posts. But. Good luck to you and farewell!
Oxlin wishes this day continue to tomorrow as she has not much time as it is her first day of school. She will not be on here much as she is a senior and busybusy. ‘kay. yup.
Eight chapters, about 3,500 words in all — that’s what we received.
Grant O.–National Leadership Conference, maybe? Not completely positive. I’ll ask if you like.
To dear Frigid, who seems to be Taking Things Too Seriously:
Chill out, man (no pun intended). This is MuseBlog, not Crossfire. There is a fine line between stating your opinion and forcing your opinion on others. People often listen harder when one whispers than when one yells.
However, I think that if you could be a little less forceful, we would be glad to have you on MuseBlog. If you can’t stand other people’s opinions…that’s your problem, not theirs. Think about it.
I sent the rest.
Well, just to randomize things, I will post a summary of orientation! Yay! (From that you can gather that I had fun.)
At first I thought I had missed the bus, because I saw one heading away from me, and I was ready to go back to the house and check the bus schedule to see when the next close bus came along, when I saw MY bus coming around the corner. So that went alright. Thank god.
Then I got to school, but discovered that I had no name tag. The seniors who were giving out the name tags were trying to find me one, I think, but it wasn’t until the bell rang that they actually found a blank one. I amused myself by wondering who, if anyone, was wearing my name.
Then I went to Assembly, and saw the Talentless Show (they really called it that!), where everyone seemed to be purposefully dumb. There was a boy who did a tap dance, but of course he didn’t have any tap shoes . . . And stuff like that. (The boy had a very nice hat and cape, though. I envied him his costume.) I also met a girl who was as lost and new as me, and we decided to hang out, even though we only had two classes together. (Acting and P.E.) (Playbuilding mysteriously turned into Acting, but I’m fine with that. I’ll do it next semester.)
Then we went to meet our “mentors” and had a brief tour of the building, that didn’t make much sense but was fun enough. Then we were lectured on keeping the lunchroom litter-free and told that there were surveillance cameras everywhere, and then we were whisked off to a simulation of the entire day, started with tutorial. Due to a faulty bell, meeting my homeroom teachers (there are two of them) lasted much longer than it ought, and I missed meeting my science teacher entirely. (I also got lost on the way to the science building, but that’s another story.)
During the Spanish class (such as it was), I fell in with the theater kids, and they absorbed me. They seem very Muserly indeed.
And then we had dinner and Opal tormented me whilw I talked to my English teacher, and afterwards.
I ought to go to bed now, seeing as it is 10:14 and I need to get up at 6:00. See you tomorrow!
196- National Student Leadership Conference, for International Diplomacy. There are all sorts of different programs, like Forensics, Law, etc.
I can’t believe that I’m all showered and dressed at 6:30 and I don’t have time to relax. Love you guys! If you don’t see me within the next two days I’ve been thrown into a dumpster by a senior, gotten hopelessly lost, or just died on the bus because I hate all the people on it so much (except for one of my friends who gets on at the first stop…I’m the last. Like we’ll get to sit together). Bye… ♥
ungh.
I hate Algrebra with a passion. Oh well. Ironically I ahve one of the highest grades in the class.
Knowing me, it’s going to start raining when I walk to school.
see you later
*sympathy to all those who too much homework*
149-Beavo aggrees that that would be too weird, and plus, kind of messed up and gross.
Okay, this beith the second day of school and I’m sick. GRRRR. Why, oh why, can’t I get sick in a week? Or even five days? But no, it just has to be the second day of school, the day we get our new lockers, the day I get more classes, the day I get my frickin SCEDUAL!
Oh, and I finished HP7. I shall now rant about it on the spoiler thread. Bye!
I SURVIVED MY LOVELIES. I don’t know why that post ended up being under my former alter-ego (number two hundred is me). But I’m still alive (barely — I’m starved and I guzzled down about three glasses of water because I hadn’t had a drink all day, even before school). Most of my classes seem pretty good but the day was such a whirlwind and obviously it’s difficult to get an accurate opinion of a teacher on the first day, so I’ll save my critique at least until Friday. Haha. I have to go get something to eat.
“Truth is more important than tolerance”- everybody believes that what they are saying is true. You think your view is the truth, and somebody else might have a totally different viewpoint, and believe that they know the truth. You can’t force people to believe your views by insulting their own.
Yes, precious. Rrrrrrrr. Gollum!
I can do a better-sounding Gollum sound than Andy Serkis,
137 – I didn’t read the end of your post until now – if you read this, PLEASE keep your opinions to yourself. Sorry.
I hate the fact that during the course of the school day, you barely ever get hydrated. >_>
117-Hmmm…I had no idea I had kids!
No, anyway: Is the bird still around? Is it possible the bird just wasn’t carefull becuase it is still young? It’s always a bit risky trying to capture and rehabilitate a bird, especially a big one. I would probably wait a while and watch for parents, etc. At a certain point, though, you might need to look up a local wildlife rehabilitation center or related wild animal organization and have them capture the bird if it looks ill.
Sometimes birds can have minor problems that will resolve on their own that would not benefit from rehabilitation. Now, if you saw open wounds, it might need to be looked at. The main reason I’m not sure it should be captured is if it is a juvenile, it is possible it just doesn’t realize what to do in certain situations.
I find it cool that I am somehow in your backyard too!
In case anyone was wondering, my house didn’t burn down.
RtH
School started yesterday. I already have 2 papers of homework.
Drat.
I’m back. Whew. I’m also exhausted. *faints on the keyboard* Ugh typoooooooos… (I edited them out.)
My summaries are going to get boring if I keep at them, and plus my hands don’t want to move in the right pattern, so I’ll just give a short summary of the important things.
English is FUN! We haven’t done much yet, but I can tell that it’s fun. I still want to get in Honors, if I can. But I may just wait until next semester.
Belle (one of my friends) (it’s not her real name; it’s what she introduced herself as, so I will call her that) happens to be a Civil War geek and is making a costume. So we gushed about costumes and history for a while. She has a tricorn hat.
Freshman Transitions is not what I thought it was. I thought it would be stuff like Word Processing, etc., but it seems to be a health class at the moment. Yay. Not. Oh well.
Spanish was fun, but they needed to give us more work. I now know how to pronounce the alphabet in Spanish, how to count to ten in Spanish, and the Spanish-speaking countries and their capitals. Our hall passes are also in Spanish, and when I had read that several times as well as the other three pages, I still had nothing to do but talk to Belle and Emily (another friend under a pseudonym). We talked about careers, comics, bus schedules, and Spanish.
Yes, they desperately need to give us more work. The thing is, if the teacher had been there, she wouldn’t have let us talk. (We had another teacher that was helping Senora G****.) But we still wouldn’t have had enough work, darn it!
I hope the next class is harder.
The P.E. lockers hate me. I tried three of them, and none of them would open.
In Pre-Algebra we were asked three questions: What is math?, Why math?, Why was math invented?, and When?
I was thinking on a much larger scale than everyone else, and while other people were saying things like, “numbers and letters,” I had my mental dictionary and thesaurus out and was desperately flipping them to find exactly th right word. A wordsmith to the end, I guess.
Tomorrow I have P.E., English, and Pre-Al. Unhappily enough, these are the classes that neither Belle nor Emily are in. Oh well. There’s another girl I know in P.E., but she keep asking me if I’m looking at cute guys, and my tolerance is wearing thin. NO, DARN IT!
Did I tell you that in orientation, some kids thought I was from England? They turned around and one of them asked, “Where are you from?”
Me: Uh . . . [tells them]
Them: Oh. We thought you might be from England.
Me: Why? Do I have a British accent?
Them: No, well, kind of, but we just heard you say “bother,” so we thought you might be from England.
Me: Um. Well, I’m not. I say bother all the time.
Wow, I just read this post and realized how much it looks like I spend all my time talking with friends instead of concentrating on what the teacher is saying. THIS IS NOT TRUE. I love my classes, and they are fun. But I’ve already said all the memorable stuff.
Spanish needs to give us more work. Grrrrr. I can roll my rrs, I can say the alphabet, I can count to ten, NOW WHAT?
The science teacher threatens to make anyone with an electronic device turned on clean his fish tanks. Eep!
I think that was supposed to be a short summary . . .
210-hahahaha, bother. that’s great. and hey, what’s class for besides talking to your friends and finishing hw? (i’m kidding btw, i’ve actually listened in most of my classes this year. why wouldn’t i, i mean, debate politics, watch flores be crazy, listen to hemmel reading the hobbit and watching a movie, marching around playing rockin’ awesome music, wishing hemmel would get sound on his comp already so he could show us the miss teen SC thing on youtube and the beowulf trailer (that should go in 3rd, but whatev), and that’s the end of the classes i actually pay attention to. after that it’s just math and torch)
hewitt had his new rush shirt today. from the concert that his parents took him to. grr. my parents? “a rush concert? hahaha, no. we’re not taking you” (that was my dad. my mom said something more along the lines of “wouldn’t it be loud?”)
we actually spent quite some time discussing the shirt though, because it said RUSH and then below that “snakes and arrows” and then it had a giant sword through the middle of everything. I theorized that maybe the sword was shot at people out of a giant bow like an arrow and then turned into a snake when it hit.
So i’ve declared this week Eddie Izzard week. i got recordings of him ages ago off limewire and i’m now listening to them. yesterday i listened to the circle, and today i’m doing dressed to kill.
i think the circle is the best, it had all the good stuff in it.
206- I lol’d again. The MB is a place for sharing opinions. Telling people not to is just irritating. On that note: Green Day should not be permitted to play, their music is so awful and should count as noise pollution. Yuck. Ditto for the others. Bleh. It makes my ears bleed, and I dislike blood on the carpet. So, for the well being of others, if you do feel the need to play your awful music in public, don’t.
Oh, the glory of free speech!
Aaaaaaand I met my teachers today, or at least some of them.
My French teacher is cool, he’s so flamboyantly gay, and is funny. He says “heck yes” a lot, and referred to Mary as “Jesus’ baby momma”
My geometry teacher (yes, I’m retaking geometry, more on that later) reminds me of Kim from America’s Next Top Model cycle 5 (and let the judging of my preference of tv shows begin!). She said that if we were late three times, we would have to bring in cookies for her and the class. Failure to do so resulted in a 3% drop in grade.
My English teacher is also my adviser, which means she helps me with my schedule and stuff like that.
My chem teacher is nice, and lives in my dorm, so I already know her. Not much to say about her.
My world history teacher is pretty cute, but a little too conventionally so. The class sounds like it will be fun, it’ll be Socratic.
I’ll meet some more tomorrow.
Also, I’m making so many friends, I love it here… making friends has never really been a problem for me, but the people here are really cool. I love how I can sit down at an empty table, and within two minutes some people sit down with me.
212-hear, hear
ooh, socratic is fun. helps you stay awake.
Does anybody care what I’ve been saying??? Free speech is great, just don’t go insulting other people’s opinions on purpose. Feel free to share your views on things, just be respectful. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT? If this keeps up, even with FS gone, I will leave the blog. Enough is enough.
i don’t have long so let me just tell you: i won’t be on for a while. my house is under reno.
215-what does that mean? am i being stupid and oblivious? (probably…)
Bye, Kagy! Fare thee well!
216- Renovation?
214- Psh, since when? If you can’t stand up for your opinions, then they don’t really count. Having to tone myself down for the sake of others feelings doesn’t interest me. Yeah, someone will probably say something you don’t like, and if pisses you off, you can go away, argue back, or just ignore. Come on, already. Most people in the real world don’t give a damn about your feelings, and it’s best to get used to that.
137- Bye Fridgy, good luck with the band. Tell us if you ever get a cd out
I’ll miss your comentary on hot topics and such, believe it or not.
Drop bye now and then, on R&R and Music, and give me more bands. Thanks again for getting me into metal.
Ahhhhg. School started yesterday. I would have come on but I got home at 10:30 ish so I couldn’t. I’ll be off to the back-to-school thread in a bit.
219-maybe our generation can change that.
Goodbye, MB. If people aren’t going to listen to me, then I’m not needed.
222-nonsence! I think that everyone has a right for respect, even if we sometimes don’t show it! You need to stay! I’ve been listening to you.
222- Don’t you DARE leave. What’s going to happen to Rubea? We can’t pull the amnesia trick twice, you know. If you leave, then things will become more drastic.
I ♥ blackmail.
Fridgid and Traggle are leaving?! When did this development occur?! *has been bogged down with homework*
Ah, well. I’ll miss the both of you. Muses willing, you may return one day.
(219) If it really is a cold, cruel world, then it doesn’t follow that all anyone should ever get anywhere is more of the same. I’d say most MBers don’t think they are here to toughen one another up. Instead, they seem to care about one another and treat one another with consideration. I think that’s great, and I’m sure my fellow GAPAs agree. If the rest of the world is different, so much the worse for the world.
226-hear, hear!
I’ll consider whether I’m really leaving. My answer will be given tomorrow.
228-please don’t. And if you do, post your comments on my latest writing, first.
GAPA’s, did you get the picture I sent you? The “rough-sketch” of Lsyor?
Traggle, I have been reading your comments and agree. Please don’t leave.
FS: I was offended by the end of your comment, and I think for good reason. I don’t hold it against you. Just about every time I’ve talked to you I was shocked and a bit disturbed, and I barely talked to you at all. I hope that in time you will change your mind about a few things, but I’m not going to preach.
Good luck with your music, and I hope you do well.
226- Right now it seems a temperate, annoying world. I still haven’t received an answer to my email. This makes me rather sad. Every time I see a new piece of mail in my inbox, my spirit leaps, but then falls into the punji pit of disappointment.
Who here likes sbemail?
226- I don’t think it’s a “cold, cruel, world”, many of my friends will say I’m one of the most optimistic people they know. I’ve dealt with things that could have easily made me jaded and pessimistic, but I’m not. Nor do I think I’m here to “toughen people up”, I’m just saying you can’t expect people to cater to your feelings. It’s good to have a support system and people to tell you that you’re right, it’s another thing to not be able to handle other people’s opinions, no matter how they’re presented.
226-i’m not sure that was exactly what he was saying…i don’t think anybody on the blog thinks we’re here to toughen each other up. i’m not saying i enjoy being called names or calling others names or disregarding peoples’ opinions, but i think people can be pretty sensitive, especially after the whole fridgey bit of the blog history. If the people who are offended and think we should be polite to each other keep leaving, eventually there’s no argument left and the entire blog will have degenerated into bashing each others ideas, with no civility left at all. Yes, this is a gloomy, pessimistic, worst-case scenario, but think about it. it’s like fortune cell says, at some point you have to stand up for your beliefs, and that doesn’t involve leaving simply because you’ve been insulted in an immature way. (yes fridgey, if you’re still around, you could be extremely immature at times, for all you considered yourself older and wiser) Stick around and tell people you’re upset and don’t enjoy being insulted, don’t do a big, dramatic “I’M LEAVING” post, they’ll just laugh at you and think you’re whining and childish. You can make your point without being overly dramatic, and leaving certainly doesn’t solve a thing, it just deprives us of another wonderful MBer. And again, i don’t really think there’s anybody who’s intentionally trying to hurt anybody’s feelings. This is just kind of general advice. preparation for the next fridgey. ( ♥ fridgey, i’m sure you dislike being insulted as well, you crabby, slimy little rat (jk
)) (if you’re still reading that is)
so ** i’m not sure if i really stayed with the original point or rambled off into incoherence, but i’m too lazy to go through and read it again, so enjoy.
And this thread is getting far too serious. Know what we need? a RANDOM THREAD PIE WAR!!! *pies everybody in sight*
222- *waves* *listens as I do listen to you. everyone here for that matter. I hear out your opinions and sometimes agree* *bows*
232~ sbemail? I’m confused. Which, of course is my usual state of mind, but still….
234- I think you mean random pie war thread. Like the old ones. It should be constant, and the new type would be sporatic
Strong Bad Email!!!
Who likes Scary go Round webcomics?
Ooh, chapter 14 and 15 aren’t done. I guess l’ll just update it. Has anyone read it? GAPAs, can you e-mail a link to fs?
234-Alas, the stars were a desperate attempt to get the blog to stop counting the fake html as actual html. but it said /rant.
Strong Bad Email? Ookay. *is still bewildered* I like getting email. I haven’t gotten much in the last few days. Remarkaby little, in fact. By the way, that wake sound like fun.
Ah, Robert~ I’m asking you to please tell me about your summer in the year 1876. You mentioned it on the “Polling Place” thread, and I figured this was a better place to ask. Since the PoPoPo might attack otherwise. Please tell us about it? Please? *begs*
238-Strong Sad is my lover
i answered that somewhere before. basically i said i was a lazy bum who hasn’t finished the archives yet. but i like it
MIDNIGHT FIDDLER WILL BE AWAY FROM THE BLOG UNTILL MON. OR TUES. I’lll miss everyone horribly. I’ll be in Jamestown, talking to hordes of people about ships. Such fun!! I will be back, eventually. I’m sure that you’ll all miss me terribly. [sarcasm] Farewell! Untill then, hugs and pies to all. (Hugs first, then pies.) =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|} =[|}
[By the way, on my last post that was supposed to be, “sounds”, not “sound”.]
SCHOOOOOOOOLLLLLLL FVNFN SOMEONE SAVE ME
233-We know that the world can be extremely unkind, but this is supposed to be a fun site, where you can talk to nice friendly people. If someone comes on here and gets offended they wont want to have anything to do with us.
The world is now a bit nippy and sadistic to small animals.
anyone see Happy Tree Friends–it must be on YouTube somewhere (face it–everything is) now THAT is sadistic to small animals—oh, and 9th grade science is pretty bad to
What is it with this month?!? People seem to die in it too often. First Steve Irwin is stabbed by a ray, now Luciano Pavarotti is dead of pancreatic cancer! September must be cursed.
Oh, and the world is covered in hoarfrost and hates sunshine, puppies, and chocolate.
Just letting you know GAPAs, that My little sister is up early and wants to post, so she’s using my email.
Wow. I read this whole thread, and can’t think of a single thing t say before leaving to catch the bus. Everyone is getting so SERIOUS!
A couple of thoughts suggested by comment #219 and some of the responses to it:
Over the years I’ve met a fair number of people who considered boorishness in the service of their ideals to be ennobling. That has never made sense to me. When someone is rude and/or hurtful, it is the behavior that others remember, not the message. If you truly want to stand up for something you believe in, how does that serve the cause?
Also: results may vary, but in my experience, people usually respond in kind to how they’re treated. It’s true that some belligerent types require talking down, and a few won’t be placated no matter what — but my encounters with the latter have been so rare, I’ve never seen the point of making my own existence more unpleasant by living as if they were the majority.
</sermonette>
It’s complicated. On the one hand, MBers come here partly to talk about their ideas and beliefs. On the other hand, whatever your own beliefs are, you’re bound to run into people who believe things that–if you’re honest about it–you consider crazy. And it’s good to be honest, isn’t it?
Still, I think we’ll muddle through. We’ve managed so far.
234- Just a question: was most of that rant directed at me?
To everybody else: I’m still deciding. I’m also doing homework, and I will be back a little bit later.
I’ve been on forums where everyone gets along with only minor personal discrepancies, but then one day, someone posts something that someone disagrees with. Now, on any other day, this would be perfectly fine, but on that day, emotions are running high or whatever and everything blows up. One person is so offended that they leave. The next person is her best friend and he leaves too. Someone else thinks that the drama is so ridiculous that they don’t want to be associated with these people so they quit as well. Other people either mock the stupidity of the ones involved, thereby making it worse. Others, like myself, tend to go away and wait for it to blow over, because it’s just a mess. My point? That’s why I love you guys. You don’t do that. Sure, we argue, but in the end, it’s more of a “Can’t we all just get along?” We all have something in common and we usually manage to utilise that to our advantage. Let’s stay that way.
GAPA’s…did you get that picture?
216- renovations. i think next week everything in the upstairs of our house is being carpeted so i won’t be on. i thoght it would be sooner.
thanks Alice
238- ME ME ME!
255- hear hear!
254-partly you, partly anybody else considering leaving, partly at fridgey…idk. Just stick around, people. We love you all. Really.
237-Actually no, i was thinking more along the lines of spamming the random thread with pies.
“Sir, the radar Sir, it appears to be JAMMED!”
“There’s only one man who would dare give me raspberry…Lone star!”
(256) We got it, Shadowkat. Excuse the delays. Things have been a little busy in GAPAland lately.
AGH WAAAAAY TOO MUCH HOMEWORK
but then again, I probably don’t even know what too much homework is… i’m a LOWLY SIXTH GRADER…
I am taking advantage of the reappearance of my graphics pen to do some serious computer drawings.
None of them are good enough to post here, but when I get to that level, I’ll definitely send ’em in.
I don’t really want to reply to every one hundred such comments, but I’ll say this…
I HAVE HOMEWORK. Pwoohy.
Grrr…
260 ~ No offence, but Sarah and I spent most of last year laughing at my sister for complaining about her sixth grade workload. It’s quite possible that yours is bigger than hers, though. She makes more work for herself anyway.
msblg iz srs biznss
clearly
lol you guys it’s the interweb ~~*chill*~~
yeah I have homework now…sigh
Okay, so now I’m not sick anymore. YAY!
hail the inter-netz.
260-hahahahahhahaha…hahaha…haha…ha…
jk, i’m sure you have a legitimate amount of hw. And i’m sure you do more of it at home than i do anyway (aah, homeroom, what a useful invention)
264-YAY!
So…for those who haven’t heard, tomorrow our show’s gonna be SWEET. if we can pull it off. which i think we can. We’re doing i wanna rock and roll all night, and making a giant pair of lips (for kiss) and then we’re doing a B, then a 5, then a 2 for the B-52’s, for rock lobster, and then we’re going to block up and play low rider while the drumline does a sweet thing that makes them look like a car. I think low rider is the song we’re dancing to. We’re also all wearing aviators (or all the cool kids, anyway. I know for a fact the entire trumpet section is, except maybe harry but he doesn’t count) all through the game and halftime. peter wanted us to wear the fake afros that the seniors wore last year, but johnson said no :'( why, idk.
Only prob-we don’t really know the music that well. So we have to memorize it tomorrow.
aah, the joys of doing a new show every home game.
So, today was my second day of school. I did my homework, but I have to practice now.
I will stay. I’m just going to take a break for a few days.
My gym locker is number 42.
Picked it myself.
I did a whole half-page of sums before realizing that I was supposed to be dividing, not multiplying. Told you all I was a math genius.
I thought Pre-Algebra would contain more Algebra, and fewer fractions and decimals. The latter two are my worst subjects.
I’ve been thinking . . .
WARNING! I, ALICE'S MORE PRAGMATIC SIDE, HAVE INTERRUPTED THIS POST IN ORDER TO GIVE A MESSAGE! WHAT FOLLOWS IS ONE OF ALICE'S POINTLESS RAMBLES WHICH, ALTHOUGH AMUSING TO READ, REALLY AREN'T ANY GOOD TO ANYONE, EXCEPT PERHAPS ALICE, WHO GETS TO TYPE.. . . What exactly does it take to count as someone’s “friend”? Is it knowing the person’s well enough to sit next to them? Is it always sitting next to them? Is it having a conversation with them? Or something else? Do you become someone’s friend the moment you ask them a question about homework? Or does the friendship start when you ask, “So do you want to eat lunch together?”
I think it varies from person to person. Some people just click, and others are more awkward at first. But I think it’s an interesting question.
Maybe that ought to have gone on Just Friends, but whatever.
268- I really like that question. One of my friends is my really close friend and I’ve been wondering if she considers me as close as I consider her. So, to add to your question, what makes a close or good or best friend? is it IMing constantly? seeing each other as often as possible despite a 20min distance from each other? emailing lots? And awesome gym locker number!
Ciao for now, Traggle. Glad you’ll be back.
268-42!!!! My gym locker number is 53c. How boring.
I had a quite interesting e-conversation with a friend from southern VA, and we were talking about what makes a good lolanimal. We both agreed that the walruz and bukit is the BEST.
Ugh. Who else hates cranberry juice? I do. I have to drink tons of it because of some disease I have no idea how to pronounce, much less spell, and I don’t even know what it does, but my mom is freaked. I doubt that cranberry juice will help.
268-that’s a good question…but i think a friend is basically somebody you can talk to easily, and respect. I don’t think it’s necessary to see your friends to know them (monty much? or e~a or jadestone or violetfire or any of the other bloggers, especially the ones i talk to a lot. And my friends from camp, that i never see any more, and friends from other blogs and forums and RPGs…)
So i think it’s basically just somebody you can have a conversation with.
And yeah, good work on the number
although i can’t quite see a gym locker as the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. Seems like it’d be something a bit less smelly.
271- That is, in my opinion, the most overused joke EVER.
272- I intend to keep mine quite clean. But I know what you mean. Except that it’s not the answer, it’s the QUESTION.
“What is the gym locker number of a 14-year-old girl in a high school in North America?”
“Forty-two, of course.”
“Exactly!”
Here’s a theory: What if the question, ‘What is the question to 42?” is really the question to 42? :bigspookyeyes:
Of course, then it would look like this:
What is the question to 42?
42.
Ooooooo. My head hurts.
Random PSA: Remember that post Robert did about making language classes more interesting? Well, the kid behind me in German did that. His work translated roughly to:
“Hello.”
“Hi.”
“How are you?”
“I’m absolutely miserable, my brother just died!”
He wasn’t serious, and it was so funny. My new goal in German is to befriend him as he seems quite Muserly.
Yay! German! My favorite phrase in German is “Sohn auf un schwerfallig mostrich”. I use it to confuse my enemies.
My favorite phrase in french (will you allow this, Robert?):
“Voulez vou coucher avec moi ce soir?”
Not that I’ve ever used it, of course…
My favorite phrase in Spanish:
¡Vete a freÃr espárragos!
No, it does not have any other meaning besides what it really says.
Anyhoo, end of randomness. My friend is a native Spanish speaker and he has taught me all sorts of useful phrases. Needless to say, Espanol III has been very interesting so far this year.
257- Who’s your favorite character? Mine is The Boy, or as he is now known, Eustace Boyce.
Cranberry juice is delicious and good for you. It cleanses the blood and is a natural diuretic. (It makes you wee.) It’s the perfect beverage to cleanse your palate after eating something like a cupcake.
274- I’m trying to learn German with this nifty thing I got at Borders. Ich spreche ein bisschen Deutsch.
I’ve been doodling the number 42 quite a bit lately, but not because of Douglas Adams. Rather, 42 is 1337-speak for the initials of a certain person.
Hey, GAPAS, did you get the 5 photos I sent you the other day? I’m not being impatient or anything, but I’d like peoples to be able to see them eventually and want to know if they got lost.
265- You’ve still got homeroom? I have maths first, then… well, nevrmind. Wrong thread for this.
271- I love cranberry juice! Mix some sprite in, it’s really good that way.
For english, we had the analagy on a teacher-gets-to-know-you-worksheet “If life is a highway, love is ___”. I put 42. I was thinking about both ‘a peach’ aand ‘construction’ though.
274-yes!yes! bring him to museblog! and let us know which one he is. We’ll like to know.
Gim, i need to talk to you about museblog. You at least need to read some of the issues. l’ll lend one to you.
279-My name is Man-gator. But, sure! sounds cool!
Oh right, Man-gator doesn’t read Muse. Read it! Read it! If you think that “Muserly” means that someone should be on MB, clearly you are desperately uneducated.
Ooh, I’m becoming patronizing! Whoopee!
I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean it to turn out that way.
Does Grant get an answer from the GAPAs sometime? Only I need to know if I need to send those pictures again, and now’s as good a time as any.
Yes, we’ve got them. No need to re-send.
Yeah, l reccomended the blog to C++D, who had read muse before, and he reccomended it to man,gator. They’re neighbors.
281-*is confused*was that an insult? *falls over dizzy*
and if you are patronizing, I’m not turning into you! yay!
284-he accidently showed me the pie war thread, then apolagized profusely before agagabagabag, due to the fact that he thought I would ruin the blog.
Whoa, the last 10 (now 11) posts were either from I,Man Gator, Robert, or me. Were the three musketteers with way to much time on our hands! (TMWWTMTOOR, or toor musketteers.) All for one and one for all posts!
285- It wasn’t meant as an insult. I’m not sure what point I meant to get across. *stares at her post with a puzzled look on her face* I think it’s sort of like someone might call me a poor benighted soul because I hadn’t seen a specific TV show. Sarcasm? No, not the right word. Sympathy? No. I don’t know. Maybe it’s time to go to bed. I just meant that you should read it, because it’s really good.
I didn’t mean to be patronizing, it just looked that way. The “Whoopee” part was sarcasm with some irrelevance thrown in.
Ugh. Everything I say is going to be misconstrued now.
I understood…
286- Well, he was right to apologize, wasn’t he? Look what you’ve done here! lol
289-I just messed it up back then. But, I get it. That’s funny.(laughing face I forget how to do)
287-all for one, and one for all posts!
Hello. I won’t be on much because of school. My english teacher is hilarious. He had fake knives in his room for drama a few years ago and he took one out and “stabbed” his own head during a class. Today we were talking about sentence structure and he told us about Bobby and Fluffy.
Bobby is a boy. Bobby is a big boy. Bobby has a dog. Fluffy is Bobby’s dog. Run Run Run! Run Run Fluffy! Run Fluffy run! Fluffy has the runs! Fluffy is a pitbull! Fluffy ate the neighbor! Bad Fluffy!
That is the little kid’s story which has been revised to be more interesting.
I impersonated cousin Itt while playing charades. My team became the first team ever to get all the words and not get the quote. The quote was “A place for everything and everything in it’s place” Unfortunately my team couldn’t remember all the words at one time. We got to the second “everything” and then they tried to put it together and we had to start back at “for” because they forgot the rest of the words. Eventually they said all of the words at once, but they were out of order.
It’s Friday!!!!!!! *does friday dance*
Ok, museblog seems to be getting a little serious/irritable.
We must fix this.
*plots mysteriously*
It’s been acting like it’s going to rain for days now. I even wore my lucky rain shoes and it still didn’t rain!!!!!!!! I like rain.
Just so you know, My lucky rain shoes are these really obnoxious men’s iron toed work shoes with 3 inch soles. They’re big and clunky and fun. I also use them a snow boots for the 2 times it snow here.
Cat is stepping on keyboard.
Oh yeah we rescued a kitten from the elementary school grounds. She’s about 3 months old and so adorable! She has free range of the house until we find a home for her. Anyone want a cat?
Our house seems to be a haven for passing animals. Cats, dogs, turtles, even a couple of birds. Had a Pitbull here once too. Nicest dog I ever met. We didn’t want to take it to the pound because they would have put it down because it was a pitbull.
Sorry for boring you with that rambling story.
I GOT (fake) UGGS!!! fuzzeh…
Let us all raise our voices in a song of joy! The weekend is upon us!
Not that school’s bad. But I haven’t had much time to adjust.
I forgot a pencil today and I thought I would die. My Frosh Trans. teacher is very strict about being prepared. But Emily lent me a pencil after acting class so I wouldn’t be murdered.
Speaking of murdering, our Science teacher stores something in the attic, and he won’t tell us what it is until we graduate. This put me in mind of Bluebeard, and it’s a little creepy imagining what’s up there . . .
JK. He seems quite nice.
There is a red button next to the switch for the fan, and he told us that it was to make the building buoyant in case of a tsunami. But of course he was joking. *sigh*
Acting was really, really, fun, and we had to play several variations on Red Light, Green Light. There were two teams, and we each got two different variations. My team had to play as though we were 89 years old, and then play as if we were plastic bags blowing across the parking lot. The other team played as though they were four, and then as if they were in bubbles.
My kilt-skirt got a few comments, and the feedback was mixed.
Emily: Awesome skirt.
Belle: You need a petticoat with that.
And the last and worst (but also most amusing):
Ce: *looks horrified and points to my skirt* What is that?
Me: *looking down* It’s a kilt-skirt is the Royal Stewart plaid. *grins broadly*
Ce: *stammers unintelligibly*
Me: *still grinning* It’s really cool.
Ce: *shakes her head resignedly*
That is, among other things, the reason why our tentative friendship is evaporating. We don’t dislike each other, but we’re not close.
Nonetheless, that’s the sort of reaction I hoped to spark in at least some people. I can’t wait to see what she’ll think of the blue and orange caftan.
(282) Grant, your other pictures have been posted.
295- ooh, Alice! awesome skirt! (what’s a caftan?)
TODAY IS A BORING DAY
YAY
LETS DO THE BORING DANCE
*does boring dance*
SOOO…. WHAT SHALL WE EAT? I KNOW, AN ARMIDILLOO! YAY! I’M HOPELESSLY BORED PLEASE SOMEONE MAKE ME NOT BORED! THANK YOU!
267- Thank you. A caftan is really hard to describe, partly because I don’t really know what it is. For mine, imagine a floor-length blue choir robe with bright orange, red, and yellow trim, tied around the waist with a red, brown, and orange braided belt. It’s a fun costume.
No study hall today!
-joy-
Also, have it be noted: Great Lord Eel.
Eeeeelllll
299- hah lol. That sounds like the sort of thing that my friend Molly would wear. She wears black turtlenecks and green velvet pants in the middle of August and it has been rumored that she doesn’t own a pair of jeans.
MY LIVEJOURNAL RULES. all thanks to penty…
301- I own TWO pairs of jeans.
Haha. Everyone just left from my birthday sleepover. Jensen gave me a coconut, and we split it open and hollowed it out and started banging the two halves together. Quite froody.
My friends gave me all these awesome photos and photo frames. Jessie got me a candy bouquet, which I am in the process of devouring as I type.
Before the sleepover, we went to this pottery-painting place. I painted this flamablamabulous teacup and saucer. So much fun. I love the world right now.
Stayed up til five. Got a concert to attend tonight. I feel so deadpan, but a happy kinda deadpan.
Yesterday in English I, we had a debate about whether or not to hunt. You couldn’t pick sides, so I ended up as pro-hunt. We tried to work fishing in there somehow, so this girl named Lauren goes, “Yeah, well, what about shooting fish?” And we all go, “Dude, you need wicked aim to be able to do that.” So the rest of the discussion was all about how to shoot a fish. Very entertaining.
303- Sometimes shooting fish doesn’t even work. Halibut never stay dead, no matter what you do to them. Or so I’ve heard.
303/304- I hear the only fish that can’t die is the eel.
268 ~ We have to stand on numbers on the gym floor for attendance, and mine is 44! I was so mad that I came so close but didn’t get 42. xD The number of where I keep my marching shoes in the uniform room is 42 though. I didn’t get to pick that either. Must’ve been some awesome karma.
Today is among my crappiest days ever but I won’t go into it. It’s a girl thing and I’m sure you know what I mean.
306- You should read Zahrah the Windseeker. It’s a good story, good conflict, not half as cheesy it sounds, and it even has a reference to 42! But I won’t spoil it for you.
I know it seems weird that I was replying to your comment by saying it, but it’s a reference to 44 as well.
276- i’m not very far into it. the two girls caught the gas guy. and the girl in the blue sweater and glasses got into a taxi with Krakkagar.
302- I own ONE pair of jeans…. but I only have two pairs of pants so…..
my locker number is 3031
ugh, so I’m kinda worried about my friend… lately she’s been hanging out more and more with the druggies…not worshiping eels…
yesterday I was on, and apparently one of her friends was pretending to be her or something and it was weird.
GAPAs can we have a thread about Canada or Canadians or something please?
There is no joy in this lifestyle. I don’t go to school because I want to learn, I go to school because I have to. Out of 168 hours in a week, I get 56 in which to do things that I want to do. Not counting homework.
Why must we do what other people want us to? Why? Who invented school, anyway? I hate them! Life was fine without school.
Remind every Wednesday and Saturday not to get too depressed. If I seem gloomier than usual on any other day of the week, remind me then, too.
So, today was the first marching band performance of the season, and my first ever in uniform. I got to the school around 9 am, and we all prepared for the game and marched the show and stuff. I should note that the high temperature for the day was above 90 degrees, it was bright and sunny (but clouds came later, it was also humid) and we were wearing black tour shirts in the morning and mostly black, long uniforms all the rest of the day. Then we had lunch, changed into half-uniform(black pants (which actually extend most of the way up your body, with suspenders, kind of), black socks and shoes), got our hats (called something else… shakos? sounds like that). We learned how to carry the jackets (black, yellow on the left side) and hats (black, neckstrap, shiny mirror triangle on the front, hole in top for plume). Then we got on the buses. I’m on bus 2 with most of the other freshmen. I sat with penguini and we talked and stuff. Then we were at the place. It was hot. We walked out of the way to another section of the park place it was in and put on uniforms. Those jackets have surprisingly many snaps. Oh, and we got big black feathery plumes and I found out the plume holder on my hat was broken and it had to be taped. Then we went to play the anthem and found out we’d just dressed for nothing and they played a recording. Then we went to bleachers. Scary. Of course the trombones are on the top, and of course they’re old bleachers, with wooden parts to stand on that bend when you move and have parts that are unstable. They’re also very high up. And of course two others and I are all terrified of heights and shaky places. Then we went back to half-uniform and went down and got gatorade (because it was colder than water bottle water) and then went back up and expected to play stand music, but our team sucks and the first quarter passed in about 15 minutes. Then we went back to the place from before and changed back into full uniform and then we went on. It was by now the heat of the day. The field(away) also was painted over a baseball field, so it was half dirt. And there were weird extra hash marks.But the first movement went okay except at the end of it I was very very hot (marching in bright sun, 90 degrees, all of my body covered in black. I’d be underlining this if MuseBlog had the function) and my hat was coming up so instead of being over my eyes directly, my hair pushed it to a normal hat’s height. Bad. I was also very thirsty but only a third of the way through. The second part we marched less, it was shorter, but by the end I was probably overheated and my mouth was dry. For the second half of the third movement I mostly gave up on actually playing and concentrated on looking like I was doing everything right. Slide moving, marching, the occasional horn pop(which pushed my hat almost backwards off my head… I need to do my hair better(up more and stays there) next time.). Then it ended, we marched off the field. Once we were off, we basically collapsed as a band. By that I mean we lost all semblance of nice-looking-ness, got out of our uniform jackets and gauntlets and gloves, half unzipped the pants so they weren’t covering our whole bodies, hats off, as fast as possible, and went to wait in a mob-like line for gatorade. I did well, I think. Not as well as it could be, but a girl in my section was severely overheated and dehydrated, and another person of the section, a boy scout, had to help with first aid stuff, and I heard later that some people passed out. Eventually, we attempted to take a group picture. We went in height order for those, in rows striking for the property of being almost completely unlike eels. Right after that the game was called off for thunder. I think we lost. Then we quickly got on buses, big instruments went on the truck, and we got back to school. We then took section pictures and did nothing awhile. My hair was a mess, of course, because of the somewhat drastic measures used to try to make my hair fit better under the hat. meh. Then a friend drove me home. And now I’m here. They say that marching band isn’t usually like that, it hasn’t been that bad in years, usually it’s too cold. They also say that the first time you play for an audience is always memorable. I used to think they meant it was special to you.
Now it’s thundering. And raining, and lightning-ing. Which means I can’t shower.
Ah well, I’ll post this on MB before internet goes out…
It all sounds acutely uncomfortable. The thunderstorm must come as a relief.
Wouldn’t your anagram make more sense as “Quoting a sinuous cinder”?
307- LOVE THAT BOOK LOVE THAT BOOK LOVE THAT BOOK
I can’t actually believe someone else read it! It’s nawsome and it has 42! The speculating speckled frog pwns, btw. Hope there’s a sequel…
313- Being inside is nice. I hope it’s cool when I go outside next. And my name probably would/does make more sense that way, I just copied the first one with a verb that made sense and wasn’t “quine” from the anagram…generator…website thingy.
I’m tired… I don’t think it’s raining out but my sister’s holding a sleepover so the little ones are invading.
314- Yay! I love that book too! *babbles on about how good it is* It’s a really great world.
311 ~ I think everyone feels like that sometimes, but it does get better, I promise! When we first moved to this town I used to cry all the time because the school was so bad. It was boring, and we spent the entire day doing worksheets, whereas in my old school we did a lot of writing, and everything was more personalised. We got to pick our own books…one time my teacher even took my friend and I to a bookstore during lunch to pick out new books and stuff. And that didn’t really change for a while, at least until the second year when I had a better teacher, but I made friends and stuff, and that really helps. And to tell you the truth, I didn’t even remember how bad it was even two years later until my mom reminded me. I knew that I wasn’t thrilled with the school (and I’m still not) but it got better before long! There’s always at least one class that I can really look forward to (this year I can think of three right away) and I’ve made a lot of great friends in the past couple years.
Also, my mom’s best friend in middle school moved to New Mexico for high school which was the difference between a small private school and a huge public high school, and that was hard at first but she had a great time too. It really does get better!
295- The red button probably is the one that controls the vents for when you work with gasses.
302- NO ALICE COME BACK FROM THE DARK SIDE
312- Ooh, ouch. Our games are at night-ish so they’re more freezing than warm.
318- Yes, it is.
Don’t worry. On of the pairs of the jeans is only for work.
308- I discovered it on August 3 of this year and in three days had read all of them.
I’m fanatical like that. Like when I discovered the Concerned webcomics. I was sad when they stopped that one.
Today I bought a CD for the first time in years. I usually download it. The CD was of a smashing band called Cake, which I love but which nobody around here has ever heard of. The album was Motorcade of Generosity.
321- Heh, random. Buying CDs takes so much time…
My boss is all mad at me now. I was scheduled for 16 and a quarter hours this week! I said I could only do 10-12 on school days. He also seems to think I took Saturday off, but I never put in a request for that, just no one scheduled me for Saturday! Apparently that’s taking off *grr* I basically said I wanted fewer hours because I have a bit more schoolwork than I had intended… and that just Mondays and Tuesdays were bad [I’ve repeatedly told the schedule-making guy this] but apparently that’s really limiting. However, employees who do school sports can apparently only work about two days a week for fewer than 10 hours, and the sports are a fine excuse. However, crazy hard courses and countless admissions essays apparently aren’t. Then at the end of the email, he suggested I quit. Basically. Zark him, I hate that store.
…and I applied for a new job online, then, as soon as I sent the thing in, I realized I’d been typing the last digit of my SS number incorrectly; I hit the key next to it instead each time. That’s bad. O_O
320- yeah when ever i’m on the computer i read at least 10 and then while away my time on museblog. :grins sheepishly:
OHMYGOSH!
So I’m assuming that everyone’s seen HSM2.
The lady who plays Sharpay’s mother? My mom went to Italy with her in her senior year!!! OMG!!!
So when my mom told me, I was like, does this mean I get to meet Zac Efron? And she was like, no. POOPY.
But it’s still pretty cool!
THERE”S A MIMI’S CAFE IN TORONTO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we drove past it the otherday.
GAPAs, I was reading an old thread, when I came across this:
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=571#comment-59
What is/was the surprise? Have you unveiled it yet? It wasn’t April 1, was it?
325- Oh. Dear. God.
No, let us not make assumptions here.
HSM and all of it’s little followers can go fall into a pit and get eaten by eels.
Real musicals are what’s right….
speaking of, I started my musical theater class on Friday, and it was great fun….it’s only six students! :O
I ended up making this guy nervous cus we were doing choreography from Hairspray and it involved shimmying with a partner.
(327) The surprise was Musery Loves Company. There were other projects in the works back then, such as the MuseCasts (in which we weren’t involved) and more graphics from Lady Bunniful, but Musery was the big one.
328 ~ I agree although not to the extent of being eaten by eels. Dx I haven’t seen HSM2 and don’t want to. I think HSM is scary, sugary, creepy, and so fake. It’s like high school for nine-year-olds with extra pop music.
330- yup. I hate hsm.
225- err… what’s hsm2? I don’t think I’ve seen it though as I’ve never heard of it…
321- I know what Cake is though. I have all their CDs as a friend gave them to me but I don’t really like them at all. My brother does though and some of my friends do. I prefer TMBG. It’s odd that no one where you live’s heard of them. They’re fairly popular with my friends…
TMBG is a fairly good band, but I’ve only ever heard one of their songs. I likes that one, though. Actually, two songs: “Istanbul, not Constantinople” and “Experimental Film.”
My little sister used my lip gloss. I am very mad at her now, because my makeup has been fairly private, only I get to use it, and if SHE used it, then once again she’s shown total disrespect for what little privacy I get. Now I need to transfer my makeup into a locked safe in my room along with everything else that I don’t want her to touch.
We need a new complaints thread.
This is a highly edited post; the first draft was a lot more ranty.
332 ~ High School Musical (2). -shudders- This summer my nineteen-year-old male cousin watched HSM with my sister and me. (It was the day before the release of HSM2 and I wanted to see what the hype was about. My cousin had already seen it. o_o) My sister and I agreed that Zac Efron was kind of creepy, and my cousin was like “No, he’s not creepy, he’s beautiful!” I got photos of my sister and him dancing. The kid’s straight, I swear. xD
319- I meant I only ever wear jeans in the winter. I’d wear more jean shorts if I could, but they only sell skirts nowadays X(
I have not seen HSM2 either. Don’t really want to either.
oh, High School Musical. Icky, icky, icky. I watched the first one this summer for the first time with my cousins also. It was only good for laughing at. It’s like a 8 year olds vision of what “High School” would be and is a horrible musical. I feel sorry for anyone whose school is putting it on. High School Musical 2 is probably even worse. And Kiki, why in the world would you assume we’ve seen it? It’s probably terrible and plus it’s only on cable or something. Why would I get cable? I never watch TV; all my family uses ours for is so my brother can watch sports games and we can watch movies.
332- i heard some song by them that was like candy for my soul…something about a birdcage i think
334- YOU WEAR MAKEUP? somehow i thought you would be the last person on earth to wear makeup (besides me ofcourse)
awwwww maaaaaaan my carpal tunnel is acting up! achypain achypain! it’s all because i’m addicted to museblog. i haven’t done many comics recently so i can’t blame it on that.
333- I heard Istanbul, Not constantinople, and I liked it. But, I haven’t heard any of their others.
339- I’ve heard Istanbul, and I’ve also heard “Birdhouse in Your Soul”. Yay for CTY canon!
334-yes, I didn’t expect you to wear makeup, either. But it seems all girls must be that way…
341- i don’t wear makeup! i abhore it.
My English teacher asked me what position I fenced.
Hmm.
I have a SAFS meeting to go to. L8R.
342-well, you haven’t changed into a grily girl yet, then. Congradulations! I had to put on makeup for a play…ugh…sheer agony…
I like Istanbul (not Constantinople) and Birdhouse in Your Soul and Doctor Worm and Ana Ng and….
I don’t wear make up. At all. (unless it is for a play. That’s how I know how to actually put the stuff on…)
320-Three days???? You have WAY too much time on your hands
heh…i just downloaded a LOAD of TMBG off limewire a couple days ago. bwahaha. I like it. It’s funny and reasonably intelligent (the sun is a mass of incandescent gas, anyone? that song is my life)
So i’m going to rant about my weekend now. skip this bit if you don’t care about my life.
FRIDAY-After school i went to go ask flores a q. it was fun, and i learned what i needed to learn and a bit more, but it took FOREVER. like i said, he makes you figure it out. Anyhoo, then lizzy and i went to see if the new tech director was in because she had to take a pic of him, but he wasn’t. So i left my stuff in my locker and we went off to go sell ads. We walked down to main and dropped off a flyer at the bexley copy shop, and then went to mozart’s and asked if they’d decided and got some more free samples. They didn’t know what we were talking about, so we gave them another sheet on it. Then we walked back to my house, where we discovered that my summer uniform shirt was dirty. There was a practice before the game at 4:45 that we REALLY needed to have, because we didn’t really know anything that well, so i just grabbed my aviators and shorts and went. Dad came by later with the shirt, so it was all good. We left the aviators off until near the middle of low rider. we’d choreographed the dance the day of the game, during lunch, and it turned out we’d only heard half the drumbreak for some reason, so we decided that in that extra time we’d put the aviators on and then just do a steering wheel. So we did, and the crowd loved it, of course. Nobody messed up too badly. We spent third quarter hanging out with Trillian, hunter’s new gf that we actually like. She’s in the other team’s band, which consisted of about fifteen people total (christian school). we’d met her before, at the fair, so it wasn’t horribly awkward. Then we actually won the game! It was incredible. About halfway through fourth quarter it started to rain, and us band geeks in our white t-shirts started to cheer. dan was yelling “wet t-shirt contest! wet t-shirt contest” and hermann turned around and was like “YEEEEEAAAAH”. It was pretty funny. Didn’t rain too hard though, and stopped pretty quickly (aah, ohio weather. gotta love it). So we declared a party at cup o’ joe, and i was going to get a ride from ck, but i had to call my parentals first and then go get my stuff. so we were the last two to leave, and ck said she’d go get her car and meet me by the door on the south end of the school. well that was fine, except we both forgot about the gates. They don’t really block anything off, because you can always get through somehow, but they’re quite annoying. The first one was right as i left the band room. johnson had just locked it and left, because i’d told him i didn’t need to get back in. So i climbed this shaky, fold-out rusty metal gate up to the very top, and had to drop down from a ridiculous height (it was almost touching the ceiling, i could barely get over). I landed fine, on my feet, but i’d forgotten about the quarter in my shoe. Ouch. Then i had to go up to the second floor, across, and back down to reach my locker, and then once i had my stuff i had to go actually all the way up to the third floor to get around, and all the way back down. When i finally reached courtney’s car, she informed me that we were actually going to fedners. So we went there and beat fedner there, which was rather awkward. Fedner’s mom told us we could watch tv or whatever. Courtney wanted to watch the simpsons dvd they had there, so we spent a while fiddling with the setup, which was really messed. Fed, monica, and arielle got there then and we decided instead to watch anastasia (not the version everybody watched as a kid. the one where she’s kidnapped by the evil communist prince paul, and has to be rescued by the russian general with a british accent. Then the spirits of her family, who are musical instruments for some odd reason, have to leave *sniffsob*)
Somewhere in there, Friday ended. We left around 12:30, but i couldn’t sleep and was up until around 3.
SATURDAY-slept in, was dead tired. did a bit of hw, mostly just lazed around. went to bed kind of early.
SUNDAY (today)-got up not horribly late but not particularly early. ate, etc. and went to the first soccer game of the year (yeah, my parents got me back into soccer)
Our soccer team is quite interesting. Marika, jen, another girl named (i think?) stacy, and i are all junior girls who haven’t played in 1, 1, 2, and 1 years, respectively. Adam played last year, but isn’t particularly athletic (he’s a junior). William’s a soph who also played last year. Then we have 2 freshman girls named justine and kaley, and my brother and 2 other freshman boys named justin and tory (i didn’t ask).
So we started with 11 players-no subs. The other team? had enough for two teams. They were subbing constantly. Halfway through the first half, adam had to come off because he was running too hard and dehydrated. he was throwing up and stuff, so he left. Later, jen got hit in the ankle, where apparently she’s been injured before, so she had to come off. The other team played with less people too, but they still had a load of subs and stuff. we were all running around like crazy. A little after halftime, tory limped off, not sure what happened to him, but he was injured. We kept running around like maniacs. nobody really wanted to give up. we’re all crazy like that i guess. At one point i had to just stop and stand still and take a bunch of deep breaths, because my heart was going so fast i thought i was going to have a heart attack, and i was panting like crazy. After the game (5-1, guess who won) marika started feeling sick too, she was coughing like crazy so we dumped the rest of the water on a spare shirt so she could get her head wet. Everybody was so tired, it was crazy. it was an intense game. We went to a gas station to get more water, and i got the biggest bottle of gatorade i could find and drank it all, then went home and took a freeeeeeezing cold shower and read for a bit (Lear. i felt like shakespeare. almost went with macbeth, but i read that one all the time, so i wanted some variety. Love macbeth though. ♥ )
So now i’m starting my three stories for the torch, aka trying to remember what i learned in journalism about writing stories and failing miserably. I also forgot to interview some students. Fortunately we’re just giving it to the section editors monday, so they’ll just tell me that and then i’ll say “ok” and interview some for tuesday. the final stories are submitted wednesday, but i’m pretty sure i can change stuff up until torch week as long as i ask horger. Also fortunate, they’re all short, 2-300 words. (that’s 200 to 300, not 2 to 300. a two-word article doesn’t really work that well….)
Also, i think i lost my math book. But it might be in monica’s locker. if it is, it means i have to do it tomorrow during lunch. if not, i’m just screwed.
So that’s my amazing weekend
345-AAAAAAAAAH dr. worm lurveslurveslurves
that song is so funny
340-“Throws American Pies at the mention of beloved CTY canon*
If you’ve been wondering where I’ve been… well, I’m being eaten by this thing called school. I just took the hardest test of my life in AP Physics on friday… ARGH. I studied so hard, went to bed at midnight and got up at 5 to continue, plus blew off almost all other homework. And I only got a 74. *cry* But I fully expected an F when I was done, so I’m trying to be happy.
MuseBlog has still been influencing my life. In AP Gov we had to do a portfolio on a presidential candidate. I chose Ron Paul because Shadowkat kept talking about him :D. I’m not sure I’d want him as a president, but I think he’d be less corrupt at least, even if he is a little inconsistent. It was an interesting report nonetheless.
Also I think the next book I read will be The Golden Compass, inspired by everyone’s hype over the upcoming movie. Although it may have to wait if something by Michael Crichton doesn’t tempt me too much. I’m in need of a thriller right now. Has anyone read The Andromeda Strain? I thought it was fiction, reading the back of the book because it said Crichton predicted this. But then in the acknowledgments he says it’s all real. I’ll wikipedia it in my not-so-spare-time.
Goodbye, FS. I liked having you around as a contrast. Plus you can be very witty, in a sarcastic way. Maybe you hate me…? Ah well, good luck with your tour, and keep Mostly Harmless in your memories.
Oh, and Traggle, I’ve just been skimming this thread, but I don’t think you should get worked up, or leave. I guess it would be worth it if MuseBlog was more negative than positive to you, but I don’t know if it’s come to that because I’m not you.
349-yay, i think you’re the third person i know online who’s taking AP gov (or a college gov class) (that would be monty)! we can threaten to cheat by calling ahead with the answers bwahaha (just because the AP people are so paranoid about it :D)
we’re doing golden compass next in book club. LOVE that book. Everybody should read it
338, 334- I don’t wear makeup. I wear lip gloss occasionally when I’m feeling really dressy, but that’s all. I never really got into the whole makeup thing. I still badly want to use it for costuming, but I haven’t actually had a chance yet.
However, I do have a pieces of makeup, and my sister of course used them. *sigh* It’s just a violation of privacy.
Now I feel like an outcast that has somehow disappointed everyone. O.o Someone else tell me they own lip gloss.
P.S. I don’t wear foundation of any kind. It’s bad for your skin.
351-i don’t, but my friend leeny loves lip gloss. she has this amazing choklit-flavored stuff that i wear occasionally just because it tastes/smells so good
I own lip gloss, but I don’t wear it. I usually wear eyeliner+ eyeshadow, and occasionally mascara.
I’ve found FS at his website. I had no idea how terrifying that stuff was
I hated wearing makeup for K Center Stage’s production of 7 Brides for 7 Brothers. It made me feel as though I hadn’t washed my face in a week, and it gave my otherwise perfect complexion terrible acne.
350-(about the golden compass) It seems good. I just can’t find it. must be because of the movie.
I wear coverup on pimples when they get really bad, and I wear stuff under my eyes for dark circles when I need to, I do wear lip gloss, but it helps me not chew on my lip, and my lips get dry sometimes. I also wear a tiny bit of eyeshadow, but it doesnt look freaky, its really light and just sparkles.
Museblog…i’ve been so on again, off again with you lately. My
homebusywork keeps me from you. Isn’t that terrible? So what are we talking about? Make up? I can’t stand the stuff. Am I the only person in the entire world who honestly thinks girls look better without several varieties of gunk on their faces? As far as I can see, the only practical use for make up is for supergoth people, costume stuff, and, like…drag queens.Um… does anyone care?
(If you ask about caring about makeup, l will get very, very mad.)
346- But it’s not a mass of incandescent gas. It’s plasma. I like TMBG, but that just bugs me.
360–lol, you’re right. But that doesn’t rhyme with mass or furnace.
Yeah, HSM is pretty much completely fake, esp. out here in California where there aren’t really cliques except at private rich kid schools. Altho Zac has nice eyes…and I’m not so sure about him being straight. Altho he is supposed to be in love with the girl (Vanessa? Is that her name?) Whatever, the only tabloid I look at is the World Daily News, which has articles like “Castro receiving medical treatment from Aliens” and the like. Lovely.
I just recently started wearing makeup, and I only wear it some days, sometimes it’s just too much of a hassle. Just foundation and mascara and sometimes eyeshadow.
And why are we talking about makeup, anyways? It doesn’t seem as muserly as TMBG or eels…:)
351- I do! I have a thing of lip stuff right next to my keyboard, and use it obsessively. o.O
I guess no one cares. Just ignore agagabagabag. *sigh*
Did you know that chapstick is addictive? I know some people whose lips bleed if they don’t use it. I swear, sometime in the future there will be chapstick dens where people just sit around on ottomans and go *mimes getting high from chaptstick*
(360, 361) “The sun is a miasma/ Of incandescent plasma…” Hm, might work.
In fairness to TMBG, they didn’t write the sun song. It’s more than 40 years old.
354-welcome to the real world. Now you know why I asked you why he was your insparation.
My internet was down. We had an evil rainstorm that made my ancient house leak. My street is flooded again.
Oh well.
I’ve got amy winehouse’s Rehab stuck in my head. Of all the stupid songs…
I’m back, did you miss me? [stupid question] I had fun in Jamestown, got to talk a lot, learned some new stuff, found out how to make my ridiculously oversized shift look ever so slightly more flattering, got a hat that FITS, umm, yup, and a bit more, but I’m brain dead at the moment.
Hullo, Muselings.
Sorry I haven’t been on. Strange computer…
We’re doing an awesome play in drama called Danse Macabre, which, while not being as morbid as it sounds, does take place in a graveyard. Funny, scary, weird, dramatic and touching. At the end, we all get to be a mob of Italians whose patriarch passed away. His will stipulated that whoever grieved the most at his funeral got the inheritance. The lawyer showed each family member the will in private, making them think each was the only one who had seen it. So at the end, we all get to be in hysterics of grief, writhing on the ground, jumping off the stage, the like. The priest is supposed to be the judge, and he sees the fakery, and decideds nobody gets anything. So everyone’s all like, “who gets the money?” And the lawyer goes, “Ah, that would be the family attorney”. So we all get to chase him into the audience. Fun.
Everyone who admitted to wearing lip gloss and/or other makeup– Thank you. So I’m no longer an outcast?
369- Ooh, fun! I want to be in it… *sniff* I need to get a copy of The Dining Room. No way am I auditioning for a play that I haven’t even read.
Today I forgot my lunch. Ooh, smart. So I went all day without food and I was dying when I got home, I swear!
I was the only person who got more than seven questions right on the quiz we had in English. I got ten. So of course I must come and brag to my friends about that, because, well, just because. I like showing off.
Of course, everyone on here would have got it right too.
I’m hoping that this will earn me a teacher recommendation for Honors next year.
Pre-Algebra is painfully easy.
I’mk already thinking about me senior project, four years from now. I asked if I could write a novel, and they said only if it had meaning. So now I’m mad.
What’s the point of making a senior project anyway if you can’t spell loneliness right, anyway?
*grumpy*
Tomorrow I have an English project due and a world history test. Wednesday, Spanish and Math exams. Thursday’s off, then Friday’s null to void. Can it really be that soon to Talk Like A Pirate Day? Nearly November the Fifth, my goodness. The Whatever’s back again (with a forum), my ear has healed slightly, I don’t know if I like my new perfume, and if I put off studying any longer I will not succeed.
PUBLICATIONS I LOOK AT:
Muse
CBC Broadcast
Chicago Tribune (hilarious schill for the state police)
New York Times (ditto)
The Globe and Mail
Wired
HotWired
Women’s Wear Daily
The Wohelo Bird (camp paper)
Nature
The Scientist
270-how are you in pre-algebra, isn’t that in middle school?
372- Middle school or Freshman year. Or sophomore, or junior…
Well, there’s only one sophomore in my class, because she dislocated her hip and broke her arm last year and couldn’t take the class anymore, and one junior, a foreign exchange student from Argentina, where they probably have different math skills and math levels and stuff.
351- I own and sometimes where lip gloss. It usually wears off after I eat. But no other makeup.
Cover up makes pimples worse, even if they look better for that day.
358- I agree with you. Sometimes I think, she would be pretty, if she didn’t wear makeup. lol, busy work.
I had english busy work today… a word that starts with each letter of the alphabet that describes you. Most of mine are inside jokes/ muse related.
368- You got to miss school to go to Jamestown? Lucky. Or are you homeschooled? If so, still lucky. I’ve never been…
370- Aaaah. You have my greatest sympathy. Pre-Algebra in 9th grade? I would kill myself.
I’m in 8th grade, I took Pre-algebra in 6th, I think. Most people in my school take it in 8th.
350 – obsessed with that book WAY too much…
345- Birdhouse in Your Soul and Ana Ng are my favorites, but I also like stuff from No! (giggle) and I like Destination Moon.
354- Really? Wow. Personally, I don’t use the stuff. I hate having stuff on my lips. I always rub it off afterward.
MAKEUP?? eeeeew. That’s my least favorite part of being in a play.
358, 374- Princess Leia desperately needed to wear less makeup.
375- I’m horrible at fractions, so I have to to take Pre-Al. But it’s soooooooo boooooooring………….. *yawns* I must underestimate my math skills.
376- Ditto. (About The Golden Compass.)
Pre- algebra comes in 6th grade honors, 7th grade honors, and 7th grade math.
If people keep ignoring me l’m going to blow my top.
379- at my school, pre-algebra is 7th grade honors or 8th grade regular. If you’re really bad at amth, you take it in 9th grade.
378-I beleive I underestimate my math skills, also. But I must be just lazy.
My P.E. teacher is going to murder me. I don’t have any gym shoes, and I need to get a pair by tomorrow! Yikes! Ahhh . . . *whimpers*
379- I don’t ignore you; you just don’t say much that I can comment on.
I show off too much.
On Pre-Algebra: I’ve never actually taken it. My honors type thing has you take either algebra or pre-algebra in seventh grade and then geometry and then algebra II and then trig and then pre calc and then calc. yeah. And since I started with algebra and my elementary school didn’t really give you an option for math, I’ve never taken pre-algebra. What exactly do you do in it?
See, I only mind make up if someone else is wearing loads and loads of it; so much so it looks like their face is coated in inches. I don’t really care if you wear a bit of mascara or eyeliner or lip gloss, I just don’t like to myself. I hate mascara, actually and refuse to put it on, even for shows. No one really can tell though and if I do my own make up no one complains.
364 ((degress in a circle))- Yeah, my sister uses it obsessivly. She “needs” to wear it.
I don’t wear makeup. Most of my friends and people I know do. I just don’t bother.
Speaking of plays, has anyone ever seen “Up the Down Staircase?” Is it good? Because next Monday I’m going to audition for our school’s production.