The title of the June Random Thread (from the Greek words logos, “word,” and mania, “madness,” used as a suffix meaning “an infatuation with or passion for something”) celebrates words and language in all their giddy vertiginous kaleidoscopic splendiferous wonderfulness.
Why words? MuseBlog is made of them, for one thing. And this month, when most of you don’t have to use them for schoolwork for a while, is the perfect time to remember how much fun they are to play with.
(Users’ Manual: Obey The Rules. Consult The Guide. Have fun!)
what is this / First post
Well, Logos actually means word, thought, or statement.
WHAZ COLORGUARD?!
Catkokpelli, please do not mindlessly PoPo. It irritates everyone. And also, PLEASE PLEASE
PWEASEPLEASE shorten your name. (o.o) is Serendipity, she is Rainbow*Star’s wung, and (p-q) is, I think, CTN’s wung named Ayu. I think (-_-) is Drake, Bluefire’s wung, (*-*) I think is Enceladus’ wung.I’M NO WUNG THEIF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She never said you were.
Thanks for changing your name, it was getting really obnoxious to look at on the comments bar.
Look at Nimly.
Acutally, my wung is (*.*). Ens name is Nimly. He likes Broadway music!
Thank you.
First post! w00t!
OMG! This picture is awesome! It has fromage and my fav. French phrase!
Je suis un pomplemousse!
I thought you’d appreciate those particular details.
Je suis un pamplemousse? *sigh*. Then again, it’s MuseBlog, so what else should I expect aside from utter silliness?
Je suis un pamplemousse!
Vous êtes des banaes!
I am a grapefruit…. Okayyyy
Tu es mon petite chou chou!
Whoa…*stares*
Heh, I recognize several posts from Coy Woodnesse threads. Me gusta.
¡SÃ, sÃ, es muy bonita! ¡Me gusta también!
I’m wearing overalls and looking for a swimsuit. *sigh* I do believe I shall now despair of ever finding one that I will wear happily.
Where do the girls of the blog get their swimsuits?
Currently I’m scouring the Land’s End site, but their stuff is rather dreadful, and LL Bean things simply do not fit.
*sigh again*
I hate this aspect of summer.
Wal*Mart. Or any grocery store that also sells clothing (such as Fred Meyers, but that’s a West Coast thing). My last swimsuit I think I actually broke down and got it from JC Penny’s, because I was shopping in August in Alaska, which is not bathing suit season, so all that Wal*Mart and Freddy’s had were bikinis. *shudder* I”m much too self-conscious for that.
Fred Meyers FTW! I get all of my clothes there.
GO TO TARGET!
I got the cutest (what is the world coming to that I’m using the word cute to describe a swimsuit?) one there.
Target but mostly I get the swimsuits that my grandmother ordered from catologs but don’t fit her.
Try Zappos (online), JC Penney, and occasionally Macy’s. Some of their things are hideous, but search for the nice things. (Not articulate enough – rushing.)
Hmm, yeah I’m noticing some Coy Woodnesse posts as well. Including one in Hebrew that somehow got typed out backwards.
Odd. I copied it straight from the thread. I certainly didn’t intentionally change anything. But I do remember having trouble copying one of the passages, maybe something happened then. Guess I was too bleary-eyed to realize it had flipped.
Hello all! I know I haven’t been on for a long while, and right now is only temporary, I will soon be back permanently (at least for the summer). I couldn’t resist posting when I saw the theme was words. My question is which author uses their words the best? Btw how do you get pictures?
Cool! hebrew!
Hey, does that say “shalom chaverim”?
Just wondering . . .
Yes, it does.
What does shalom chaverim mean?
Hello friends. It’s a basic Hebrew nursery song.
Basic Hebrew greeting, too. I think I wrote that… Plus the other Hebrew thing. Ani Midaberet Ivrit Ketzat. I speak a little bit of Hebrew.
Pwn! I love the header with the quotes. Some of them are funny, some muse-ish and some philosophic (depending on how you define philosophy). I can see that the profile on the left is Bo, the one in the middle is Urania, but I can’t tell which muses the rest are…
9) Welcome back ! *pies*
This is such a Muse-like thread, and I can’t wait to see where its headed…so, does anyone have any really cool words?
I do!!!
Purpuraceaous: Being purplish
Hippopotamonstrasesquipedaliaphobia: fear of long words
Artolater: Worshipper of bread
Defibulator: Device used to restart someone’s heart
Nephologykia: Greek meaning ‘cuckoo clock land’ (Used in a famous play)
Thanks for the kewlio words! I happen to have a couple myself:
Muse rules!-a term that everyone is expected to say and agree with, and if they don’t they will meet the power of the pies of doom. *insert scary music here*
kewlio-a term derived from coolio or cool, but looks much, well, kewler.
These words are real. I’m pretty sure the OED has them.
Cool pic! I’ll have to come up with some flamablamablous words for the thread…..Off to go eat my slightly late lunch. (’tis 12:45)
That’s a very nice picture, Lady B!
It must be something with the weather, the clear skies and breezes, but I’ve been having “flying” daydreams again, like I haven’t had for years.
GAPAs, is it OK if we make up an em@il adress, so we can get a gravatar without giving away our real one? If it’s not OK, just tell me.
Huh? Why did my gravatar change, even though I didn’t change the email address?
SFTDP
Wait, I typed it wrong.
I’ve wondered that myself…oh and by the way, GAPA’s, why’ll you’re answering enceladus and nimly’s question, can you change our avatar in another way besides changing your email adress? cuz what if we don’t like our avatar!!! I’ve seen some musers with avatars that look personalized but I don’t know how to do it. Please answer!!!!!!
The problem with that idea is that gravatars only work with legitimate email addresses.
Shoot. Do you think I could ask my friend to share his with me, and get a gravatar for both of us?
You can’t get a gravatar for a fake email address–the signup thing for Gravatar requires you to follow an email sent to your address. But I wouldn’t worry to much about the personal info stuff.
Good to see you again, by the way!
OOOOOOOOHHHH…thanks, rebecca!
Please do not change your name!!! I like soccer starr better. (But that’s probably got something to do with a certain person with the same last name…)
I have 2 email adresses. Then can I type in my second one and get a new avatar?
Ok, so back to the real topic…what is that blob-ish thing in the background of the picture? cuz it looks like the Muses are *gasp* fighting! What do others think it looks like?
Yep. You could also leave out a letter, if you liked. Also, we discourage posting three times in a row, although posting twice in a row is slightly acceptable, with an apology. SFTDP is a good enough apology, however, we’re not picky. You clearly have not read the H*G*2*M*B yet. Go do that, and do not neglect the categories under it, although you may be excused from the last.
Oh, as I have posted on nearly all RPGs I go on, I will not be on for a while. Further explanation comes later, as I really must go. Be back when I can!
Sorry, errata -actually, I have read the H*G*2*M*B, just forget…SFTDP!!!
Lady B., I am loving this month’s pic. Tzartzar mtzartzer tzirtzurav!
Thanks, Rosanne! You said that was your favorite sentence in Hebrew, so I had to make sure it was included.
What does it mean in English? I’m afraid I don’t know much of any foreign language, except a bit of Spanish….I’m not good with languages.
And it’s nice to see you again, Rosanne! We’ve missed you around here!
Awww. Thanks, Rebecca
Luna: Hi to you, Luna. Thanks for the greeting. I haven’t had time or brain to post much these days. But I’ve been lurking and moderating, so I still get my vital infusion of MuseBlog.
Tzartzar mitzartzer tzirtzurav means (roughly translated): The cricket chirps its chirps.
But it sounds prettier in Hebrew, I think.
That reminded me of a sentence we learned in French, “Le ver vert va vers le verre vert.” (The green worm goes toward the green glass. All the words beginning with “ver” sound alike.)
VERy much so!
(laughing hysterically)
Well, it’s good to see you around, Rosanne. You must be very busy lately, as you rarely post anymore. Or I could be going insane; it’s one of those two things.
This is just sad. 3 out of the 14 people I asked DID NOT KNOW WHAT A FEDORA WAS! I think thats a little strange, seeing as they have been around for about 14 years. Also, In the past few days my duct tape addiction has jumped exponentially. It went from owning about 20 rolls and making wallets/purses/bags/shoes/dresses/hats occasionaly to googling ideas for duct tape progects hourly, making several roses,a lunchbag, and a turtle and not feeling fufilled. I need to make a lemon. I also need to do my homework. Four one page essays for science, one essay for english, studying for a final eam in math. *flustered sigh/scream* Icould not fall asleep last night. I went to bed at 9:30 (the earliest I have in weeks) and did not fall asleep until after midnight. so now I’m tired. Yaaawwwwwwwnnaahhhhh. *licks lips in tired-animal manner* I really need to do my homework.
Wow, haha. Good luck with all that.
Fedora = Indiana Jones’s hat. Everybody knows that.
SFTDP
three ot of the 14 people did know what a fedora was. 11 didn’t.
I also typed the wrong thing in the email box,changing my avatar.
Piggy (21) You may or may not be going insane. But you’re right, I haven’t posted much lately. Good to see you too, sane or otherwise.
Well, I feel sane, so, logically, I must in actuality be insane.
(8) Groundhog, I found out what happened with the Hebrew lettering. For some reason the Windows clipboard reversed the order of the letters. I still don’t know why. It works correctly when I paste into Google (or MuseBlog) but reverses in Photoshop or Microsoft Word. Thanks for catching the error. I hope it’s correct now.
(5, 8, and others) Yes, most of the quotations are from various Coy Woodnesse threads, some from Ble, some from translations of our blog heading, with a few odds and ends from elsewhere. Around 90 separate passages in the foreground and 30 or so in the background.
(11, 18) Maybe you can tell a little better from seeing just the background. The “blob” isn’t anything, just where the silhouettes overlapped.
Lol. I just realized that the Russian part says “I doubt Robert know Russian.” I said that at some point. It’s kind of funny that that ended up on the header picture.
Moi-hahahaha. It was fun picking out comments. There would have been more Russian and some other languages if NoteTab could handle other alphabets. (It allows me to automatically copy text without a separate pasting step.) Unfortunately, when I remembered that a lot of stuff I was copying was turning into runs of ?????s, it was way too late for my exhausted little mind to go back and find everything again. That run of question marks over Bo’s face is a tribute to the Hindi that none of my programs could paste properly.
Hey, I recognise one of my posts. It says, “Hola gente. De todas formas, Muse es mi revista favorita. [I translated it wrong, it should say, En todo caso, Muse es mi revista favorita.] Feather es mi muso favorita. ¡Kokopelli es loco!
Which means. “Hello, people. In any case, Muse is my favourite magazine. Feather is my favourite Muse. Kokopelli is crazy!”
Yeah, I know, my Spanish sucks…
Wheee! One of my posts is up there! “Nous sommes des nouritues” We are food!
HELLO, EVERYONE!
SFDTP
Sorry, that was random. I meant to say more.
I joined Colorguard, and it’s a ton of fun – more than I thought it would be.
By the way, ♥ the picture.
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I see Agegulan and the Black Speech! That’s amazing, Lady Bunniful!
Hey guys, I haven’t been on in forever, but I just found something that instantly made me want to talk to the MBers. Search: Google Wave. It looks amazing, I thought we could talk about it.
heh I think that should be フランス語. I think I’m the one who wrote that (?) and now I realize it doesn’t really make much sense….lol
It’s v. lovely! I love languages despite the fact I am barely understandable in the one I’m learning (and in English for that matter)
Today I stayed home sick….still feel kinda bad too ugh
Oh my gosh, this is beautiful!!!! I love it! *turns image into desktop background*
Hi, THF. I watched part of a demo. The “playback” feature looks really cool. Also, I wondered if it could work for MuseBlog. Could we all be on the same wave? How would moderation work? Hmm. I look forward to it becoming reality.
Whoa…. love the picture, Lady B!
“i is conmuzzled” *giggles*
Once Upon A Mattress’s closing night was yesterday. It was amazing , I got tons of applause, but after bows I took my hat/wig/contraption off, but then my director said, “We’re doing another curtain call!” so I tried to hold it on my head, but it wouldn’t work, so I took it off and got a huge applause. People actually clapped spontaneously after my Mamalogue.
I GOT INTO PIPPIN! I’M BERTHE AND THEO! YESSSS! *happy dance*
Congratulations, sbf!
We did that when I was in eighth grade! I was the assistant director, and the minstrel. Big part, I know, but our other minstrel dropped out. And I didn’t sing, the director/history teacher did, and she had this little guitar that I got to hit her with! It was fun.
And congratulations.
I only just noticed there is a spelling error in the Russian part of the picture. “mania” doesn’t end with an “a” in Russian, it ends with a backwards R-type thingy.
I didn’t correct any typos or other errors, even in the languages I know. I just copied directly from the comments people posted.
I forgot to mention how much I like the picture. Lady B., it is lovely, as always. I wish I knew what it all meant, but alas, I only speak English and that, “creatively” shall we say.
Words are to be manipulated for usage in the moment, invented, discarded and juxtaposed in outrageous array to satisfy the needs of conveying something, often in a hurry….right?
Or they’re to be luxuriated in, pushing the rules and boundaries into new patterns, and rolling them around. Yum.
Where was I? Oh yes, the picture….I love the colors, they remind me of a sunset.
I painted picnic tables and a bench today, so my rear is all covered in “pacific redwood” stain. Oh well….work clothing patina.
(1.1) Catkopelli: We like those other things, too.
I would love to be able to understand the whole picture, but I can’t. I can hardly speak Hebrew, and I’ve been learning it since first grade (at the latest). שלו×, להטרעות. (sp?) (Basically, I said hello, see you later.)
SFTDP
Juxtapose! Sappirstein word! (Sorry, long joke from a Bible competition thing. We all use the same translation for our studying, and it uses lots of big words. And “juxtapose” is one of the common ones.)
Abdicate! Refrigerate! Rejuvenate! Resuscitate! Ridiculous!
SFTNP
I need to memorize 40 Bible verses, and I have no idea where to start. or end. Or be in the middle. *groans*
And I need to figure out what I’m going to memorize and then tell whoever what I’m doing and then actually memorize it. Heaven’s, if it rhymed and was set to music there’d be no worries, but as it is….I’m screwed. Nine days in which to do so. Urglebleh.
is my name too long? I suppose I could take out the points….
Can the verses be one long connected passage? You could memorize part of the Book of Ecclesiastes. Or the Song of Solomon — that would make them sit up and take notice.
You evil, evil person. I’ve read the Song of Solomon.
(SFTDP) At least you didn’t suggest a certain passage from Ezekiel…
Yeah, the Song of Solomon could get awkward. “2 Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth: for thy breasts are better than wine, / 3 Smelling sweet of the best ointments. Thy name is as oil poured out: therefore young maidens have loved thee. / 4 Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee. / 5 I am black but beautiful, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Cedar, as the curtains of Solomon. ” It would be interesting to memorize, though.
41~ Yes, it can be. I’m not exactly going for shock effect, but I could keep that in mind.
I blush too easily, and we have to perform whatever we choose, horror of horrors. (Not song of songs…)
Urglebleh, I’ll figure something out.
There are some beautiful verses in the Song of Songs, too, not all of which are embarrassing. One of my all time favorite passages anywhere is “For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; the flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land.”
In a high school honors chorus we sang Daniel Pinkham’s settings to some of the verses. Ah, it was so beautiful, so wonderful to sing. And weird to be a tenor. But that’s another story. A big chunk of my MFA thesis was a series of poems inspired by the Song of Songs. While my version can’t compete with the original in most respects, mine probably holds the edge in sheer weirdness.
I agree, that’s a very uplifting passage. The only bit that confuses me is “the voice of the turtle.”
Turtledoves.
It always fascinates me when some incredibly simple passage, by being exactly right in the right context, can be astonishingly moving. “For, lo the winter is past” is one of those for me. Or in Dover Beach, “Ah, love, let us be true to one another!” Lines like those seem to say everything one cannot actually say.
The turtle mooooooves.
Sorry. Couldn’t help myself there. *ahem* As you were.
Chelonian Mobile! Yes indeed!
I’ve spent many a lazy afternoon watching the large Calder at the National Gallery of Art in D.C. perform its unhurried, aerial dance above the heads of gallery visitors. Now I’m seeing those red aluminum shields reveal themselves as turtles promenading through the air with stately grace.
The voice of the turtle. I like that.
41.1~ So have I. It was most, ah, educational. Another x-rated passage from Ezekiel? Heaven forbid.
41.2~ Mm hmm. That.
There are a few good sea stories you could learn: Jonah in the Old Testament, and some chapters of Acts in the New (shipwrecks, etc.).
Memorizing verses isn’t really that hard. If I had been given that assignment, I probably would have learned and recited Numbers 26:1-40 out of sheer orneriness.
I could never remember all those names. Of course, half of it is just repetition. Hesron? From the Hesronites. Charmi? From the Charmites.
Memorizing all the sacrificial and dietary laws could be fun as well.
SFTDP
42.1~ Yes, there are very beautiful parts. I have a Paul Hillier with His Majesty’s Clerkes recording of some of it, and it’s magnificent. Ah, I found it, William Billings, “I am the Rose of Sharon”. It’s fabulous, as all their music is, but it’s always been a favorite. The reason I read the whole book, but, whew, it’s pretty but there are certainly parts, like Piggy pointed out.
I haven’t heard the version you’re talking about, however.
I’m sure your poems are just as lovely, I always adore hearing, or perhaps I should say seeing, what you write. Often it’s exactly what I’m thinking, only much better put.
You know, I might just read through that again and see if I can’t use some of it, who knows?
SFTDP (maybe this time..)
44~ You, my dear sir, are entirely evil. And ornery, it is true.
What sea stories in Acts? *interested*
eee! I just found the Revolver CD! it had been missing for months, but now it is found!! *happy screams* *promply puts Elanor Rigby on mp3 player**notices the time* goes to bed*
Mm. The Bible. I’ve never read it, mainly because I’m not religious. When I was six or seven I picked it up in a motel room and tried to read it because I had nothing else to read, but it was very boring so I gave up.
Crazy people at work today. I hope they don’t fire me.
I wish it would just rain already. It smells like rain and feels like rain, and has for two days, but it just isn’t raining. It’s so awkward.
My dad finished the frame for me kayak. It’s really tight and kind of hard to get in and out of, but that’s how Greenland boats are supposed to be. God, I hope I don’t capsize. I would never get myself out in time. I’d have to hang upside down and bang on the hull until someone rescued me, by which time I probably would have inhaled gallons of water and died. Luckily, cold-water drownings can be brought back to life up till thirty minutes after their heart’s stopped (or something), and it probably won’t take more than two minutes, so I should get off with relatively little brain damage.
I think I’ll paddle around in the shallows for a while first, and then learn to roll, and then go on longer expeditions. And I believe I’m going to take the paddle-making class, so I’ll have my own paddle as well as my own boat.
Last year I had no boat and so didn’t do much actual paddling (for the last day I don’t think I did anything but sit around and shiver and drink hot chocolate), but this year’s going to be much better in that respect, I hope.
Kayaking, hm? I’ve never done any, but it sounds like fun! Stay safe (think “life jacket” here) and have lots of fun, ‘k?
How do you get out of a kayak, anyway? A canoe is easy, if it tips (been there, done that), as you aren’t strapped in in anyway, but in a kayak, you’re sort of enclosed (from the waist down) in it, aren’t you? In a little water sealed “skirt” thingy?
Oh, really you just sort of pop out. At least, I always have in the boats I’ve capsized in. If you’ve got a really good skirt you have to consciously pull it off the kayak and then come out, but the only times I’ve capsized with a skirt was with the leaky ones. Whenever I’m wearing a good one I’m generally rolling, or trying to, and someone’s there to right me if I can’t come up, so I don’t have to wet-exit.
The people who used kayaks originally weren’t supposed to get out of their kayaks, because they’d get hypothermia in the arctic water. They taught their children to roll at a very young age, so by the time you were venturing into the open ocean to catch seals, you knew how to come up if you capsized. If it didn’t work, your friends would right your boat, or else you would probably die.
In the summer I sail in a Sunfish (a really, really, really, really, small sailboat that fits about 1-2 people) and have capsized numerous times-and no, it’s not exactly what I would consider pleasant…
I wish I could roll a kayak. Around me we only really have ocean kayaks.
Why would people who drown in cold water be brought back to life after half an hour after their heart has stopped beating? What’s the difference, your heart has stopped beating, you’re dead whether it’s cold or not, right? *confused*
Oh well, I need to get off the computer, it’s late. Um, make that early. >_<
I’m not sure exactly, but I think it has something to do with the fact that cold water slows down the body’s systems. If you’re in cold water (which slows down systems), I suppose your brain can survive longer without oxygen, thus meaning you have an increased chance of survival after a “long” period of time, than if you had been in warmer water. Again, I’m not exactly sure, but I would guess that it has something to do with that…..Don’t take my word for it, though.
Diving Reflex.
The brain stays cooler too.
I’m not entirely sure. My dad said that cold water drownings are better, and he’s an EMT and a WFR, so I trust him. He explained it but I forgot.
Wait, I just read Luna’s comment. That’s it.
Add-on to my last post….not to be discouraging or anything, I’m sure you’ll be just fine. I certainly hope you don’t drown in any water, cold or otherwise.
Mkay, goodnight everyone!
Goodnight, Midnight Fiddler.
I watched a bit of the google wave trailer- interesting. It just looked a little complicated- oh well, technology will always keep me on my toes. I’m just sad because most awesome features require you to be on at the same time- my usual lament. It looked confuzzeling.
Good morning! I have just dismantled two computers and removed the hard drives so that the rest of the computers can be recycled. (Sometime later I’ll hook up the hard drives to some other CPU so I can wipe them.)
7 (Midnight Fiddler): My current bathing suit, and the two preceding ones, have come from Macy’s. I don’t usually shop there, but this year’s misses selection is quite nice, and it’s not all bikinis. (Mine is a lovely, fun, modest, and slightly retro tankini.)
I have to stay late to take a practice exam for Math today.
54~ Hmm. I don’t think we have a Macy’s around here, but I’ll keep it in mind for next time. Or if the one we ordered doesn’t fit…ugh. Thanks! *doesn’t give up hope*
I was always grateful to be on a swim team when it came to the matter of bathing attire. Once I started wearing racing suits, I pretty much stopped looking for anything else. Besides, I had to admit, as a practical matter, there didn’t seem much point in wearing anything I couldn’t actually swim in. Probably also saved me a lot of discussions with my mom.
First round of exams are OVA!
Awesomeness! Hope the next round goes well.
I got my grades back a couple of days ago. And not only did I pass Calc, I made the Dean’s list! *does a happy dance*
Hmm…
The Japanese says:
Japanese is someajective, right?
Something wants to someverb french, I assure you.
Ooh! I see ptr nfrw! “viewing the splendor” in Ancient Egyptian.
Sooo…Who else has finals coming up?
On the topic of schoolwork, I have my french oral exam tomorrow first period. I should probably go study…
I already had finals…well, they’re actually this state wide exam that you take back in April, and I think I did OK. They weren’t as hard as I thought they would be. My only worry would be the math sections, which have never been my strong suit. For some reason math and my brain have never equaled anything good. But that’s just me.
I was off for two days, and look what happened! *skims thread* As everyone has already pointed out, the picture is awesome!!!!!!!!! I can’t speak much in other languages, but I once heard of a restaurant called, “El Coyote Flaco” from my cousin who was passing through a town on her way to visit me. (Translation: The Thin Coyote) It’s a rather strange name for a restaurant, I think.
We don’t really have “final exams” at my school. We do have a state-wide exam in March, though. Luckily, it doesn’t count as part of our grades.
I knew of an antique store called “Sargasso Sea.” It went out of business shortly after opening.
I would like to point out that given I have been around for nearly four years and spammed incessantly probably for only a sum total of 5 days, I should subsequently be allowed the following without fear of reproach.
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AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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*HEADDESK*
WHY!
WHYWHYWHWYWEHWHYWRHYERHTJRYK
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……thank you for you time
In unrelated news I am no longer as sick as I was previously.
Woah. What happened? Are you okay?
The PoPo will stand at ease, Cmdr. Axa.
You need not fear reproach. Furious yelling is a necessity in life, and will never bring about reproachment. Unless, that is, someone does so without stop.
*hugs&choklit, for whatever is happening*
My final exams are kind of lame. But my school does infanite pop quiz(s) (i spelt infa- wrong on purpose *wink wink*) which reminds me Geograghy quiz tommorow math is my strong suit 61
oops
56.1~ I actually prefer 2 piece suits…..much easier to peel off when you’ve stayed in the water until the last possible second before you absolutely must get out RIGHT NOW and use the necessaries or something like that. Not to mention easier when you wear them under clothing for extended times…but that’s probably too much information.
I agree though, racing suits are nice, but for whatever reason my odd little head has come up with, I don’t prefer them.
It’s hot today. I must find verses to memorize. It’s better though, I’ve decided on sort of a theme; sea and stars. Genesis, Psalms, that sort of thing. whoop de do, which means I need to find them, organize them and the memorize. *sigh* But I’ stalling.
I think I would like tankinis, but smaller tow-piece suits which expose one’s midriff are rather awkward.
Yeah, tankinis are fine. That is, depending on the tankini (in other words, one that is not so low cut that swimming pushes it off of your chest.) *shudder* Yes, I had one. Not pleasant–but as most of the time I was wearing it I was in FL at Disney water parks, I just opted to wear a t-shirt over it, with the reasoning that I was preventing myself from getting a terrible sunburn (which was true, as well. Most of us in my family opted for wearing t-shirts).
I spy with my little eye an alter ego on the loose.
Herro!
I love the picture, Lady Bunniful. Amazingness.
So today me and a couple of other kids from my school took a bus trip to a high school and evaluated these high schooler’s social study’s projects. They were really interesting. The one I chose as the best was the one on seperation of Church and State, but I was really impressed with “What if Jesus Hadn’t Been Born”, “The History of Homophobia”, and “Beautiful Stranger”, which was about the causes of poor self-image.
Finals start tomorrow. Hooray. I can barely contain my excitement.
Technically, I had part of my French final today. It’s a long test, so in order to fit it all into next Monday’s exam period we took the spoken and essay portions ahead of time. I did very well on the spoken section, but I screwed up on the essay. I’m not sure how badly–it’ll depend on how harshly my teacher grades. Suffice it to say that I’m worried. Luckily, the essay only counts for 15% of the final.
Tomorrow I have English and World History. The English test is multiple choice and standardized, so it shouldn’t be too difficult. A good portion of the questions have glaringly obvious answers, but there’s a certain type of question (“Rewrite this sentence more coherently/flowingly/etc”) that I consistently have difficulty with. Often, one of the other answers sounds right. I’m reasonably certain I’ll get an A.
Sorry, virus I have to delete. I’ll finish this post later.
We have only 8 days of regular school left, but that’s not counting Exams, which I always count because they’re even more stressful than regular schooldays.
We have finals on Friday and Monday, or at least, supposedly that’s how it works. On Friday I have an English final and a Spanish final, but my Art final is tomorrow and I’ve already had my Drama final. And on Monday I have Biology, Strings, and Global Studies, but Biology doesn’t actually have a final and we already had our Strings final. So it’s only Global Studies really, which happens to be the one test I’m actually worried about.
I’m going to clean the kitchen and make dinner so that I can watch Doctor Who, which I will allow myself to start as late as 8:15, no later.
Was Speller73 in the National Spelling Bee?
I think she’s too old.
Sadly, I’m in 9th grade. 8th grade is the cutoff.
I shall no longer be content to be only a Giant Squid.
I must be a Giant Space Squid.
…Only after I’ve had a few decades to explore the ocean depths, mind you. But then I will roam between the stars in squid form, terrorizing distant galaxies and space stations, known only as the Kraken of the Night
…O.o no I am not on the drugs I promise you really no more cages please
In my opinion, that is an admirable ambition. I can think of few lives more attractive than that of a Giant Space Squid.
It would be like a dream come true.
Maybe I could just photosynthesize/something like it myself food. Just sunbathe near a star for a while then go off exploring the universe. I’d rather look at planets than eat them. Although maybe moons are tasty? Will require testing. I’ll let you all know if I figure it out.
66.1~ Yes, tankinis are most definitely the best. The last bikini I had was when I was about 5.
I am annoyed at my computer. It died on me earlier tonight, and now, for whatever reason, Microsoft Word REFUSES to change form landscape to portrait mode. I’ve tried help, I’ve followed the directions, I’ve yelled at it, I’ve quoted bible verses at it, and yet it remains obstinately in landscape mode, which I most emphatically do not want it to be in. *considers throwing computer out window* *decides not to, as it is the only one and it is handy when it’s not being possessed*
What can I do?! I really need it to work. And soon. :L
SFTDP
I got it to work, somehow. I don’t even know. And now it’s thundering and lightning outside, quite impressive, I must say. I’ve unplugged the compy, don’t you worry, but now I’m going to head off. Dash through the rain and hopefully not get fried, as I need to take a shower. Whoo boy, already been hit by lightning once, and I’d rather not repeat the experience.
Goodnight everyone!
Struck by lightning? Wow. Was it painful?
(77) You’ve been struck by lightning? That must explain your scintillating conversation and electrifying personality.
(75) Just filter-feed on space dust you strain out of the interstellar medium, and snack on the occasional comet. Every few eons you can swim out to the Oort Cloud and feast as if there’s no tomorrow (which there isn’t, that far from the sun).
May I join you in aetheric cephalopodery, Jadestone? I’d love to be a Giant Space Squid.
“Aye, my child, it’s true what they say. The Kraken are out there, roaming through the space dust, winding their way through the galaxies, the Giant Squid of the Great Night. Some say they’re the offspring of the darknesses of energy and matter we cannot yet fathom. But I’ve heard stranger tales from the old spacefarers, and who should know better? They say the Kraken are the thoughts of Musers, given form and set free among the stars….”
<3 I love you, Robert.
And yes, POSOC, I would be honored to have you join me in my wanderings of the universe.
And by Robert I mean Rebecca. I was thinking your name and didn’t even notice I typed Robert’s, haha. I guess I have gotten too much sleep for once.
That’s all right, Jadestone. We’re happy to share the love.
It was really all three of you who created that little reverie, not me.
Oooh. I just watched the first two episodes of the Doctor Who season three finale. I must say the Master’s amusing, in an evil psychotic way. Anyway, I half to go to bed now, so I haven’t finished, and the lack of conclusion is liable to drive me mad, although I know what’ll happen. The Doctor will win, Martha will leave, Jack will leave, there will be a dramatic cliffhanger, and I’ll have to go buy season four.
Oooh, you just spoiled it!
60) No finals in Austria !!! *pwns and gloats*
But I do have a to start grade-begging in Art because of and Geography, as well as study for German.
77.1~ It was awhile ago, when I was taking a shower during a lightning storm (not the smartest thing ever…but oh well). Mom had been yelling for me to get out the whole time, and I was going my fastest, rinsing out shampoo when there was a big thunderclap and I felt something smack my legs. It felt sort of like how a whip would, right across the shins. Most odd. My dad, who was on the porch at the time also got it.
78~ You flatter me too much, sir.
79.1~ That’s brilliant. Is it an adaptation of something? It sounds vaguely familiar. [Ignorant question alert]
Wow. Did it leave a mark or anything? That is kind of scary but also really cool. Did it smell like lightning afterward?
Thanks, Midnight Fiddler. No need to feel ignorant, it’s not a direct allusion to anything specific. The comments by Jadestone, Robert, and POSOC somehow conjured up in my mind the voice of some old, retired sea dog fixing to spin a yarn.
82.1~ Nope. No mark, no smell, it really just felt like a wet dishrag slapped across my legs. I’ve heard that people who are actually struck, as in a direct hit or something, sometimes get knocked out or have “fern-like” patterns left on their skin, but nothing like that for me.
82.2~ Ah. It was lovely. I think the reason I thought it was in reference to something is because that’s not how you usually narrate things.
I have a neighbor who is scared of lightning because when she was little a bolt of lightning came in through the window and struck the wall right next to her father. I’ve been struck by lightning before- but only mildly. I know, what with the broken arm and all I’m a bit accident-prone. I got knocked out. I was leaning out the window and I remember aflash and then I woke up in bed with this burney spot on my arm.
(73, 79, 82.2)
“Who told thee that?” cried Ahab; then pausing, “Aye, Starbuck; aye, my hearties all round; it was Moby Dick that dismasted me; Moby Dick that brought me to this dead stump I stand on now. Aye, aye,” he shouted with a terrific, loud, animal sob, like that of a heart-stricken moose; “Aye, aye! it was that accursed white space squid…“
Space squids? Lightning? I wish I had the opportunity to read everything.
Space squids are worth reading about. It starts at 73.
Squids and lightning… hmm… I wonder what they have to do with each other… Aha! The Musers think/dream up the space Krakens/squids, and when lightning strikes the thought floating in the air, it comes to life! (Hmmm… maybe it’s the same with other dreams/wishes/thoughts…) But that is my theory.
Sounds like a sensible theory to me.
Speen, my little rainbow zebra-squid says that being a squid is a most admirable ambition and the world would be in a lot better of a place if more people aspired to be deep
seaspace creatures.do space squids have travel companions? I think we could all form a band of space squids…though that might be frightening to the uninitiated.
first part of my math final is over, feeling much better and less capslock inclined, many thanks to everyone who was concerned over my momentary mental derangement.
last night there was a sudden thunderstorm, which I mistook for a huge earthquake/the end of the world and thusly ran screaming out of my room…I think we may have another one coming, who knows. The sky is very strange, overcast somewhat but almost like the clouds are scraped over the sky…butter over too much bread and all that (hah)
plus it’s kinda warm…very strange
Squid swim in schools sometimes, but I think giant squid are solitary… I don’t know.
Maybe regular giant squid are solitary, but who dares to comprehend the habits of giant space squid?
If you’re a space squid, there are no finals.
Just miles of open galaxy with no land to come up over the horizon.
This sounds exactly wonderful.
Mind if I join?
What, exactly, is the correct group noun for deep space squids? I rather like “fleet” myself.
Fleet, yes! We will become a fleet of Astrateuthis jadestoni.
Aww, that’s beautiful. *snibble*
ANNOUNCEMENT: I LOVE SQUID. Just saying. You see, I use the word squid all the time, to call my brothers, as an exclamation, etc. It’s just fun, you know? I mean, who expects it? It gets very fun reactions.
A year ago I had to dissect squid-not the best experience, I must say. Actually, it was really pretty gross, especially considering the boy next to me decided to pop the squid’s stomach and I had the pleasure of seeing squid guts for the first (and hopefully the LAST) time in my life. I’ve learned it’s much more fun to call people squid than dissect them…
I would imagine.
I would like to be a giant space something, but maybe not a squid.
I’ve thought of them as mainly solitary, but sharing stories and traveling together when they meet before parting again.
…not that I’ve been planning this for more than 4 days, but in that time I’ve thought a bit (at least the space part, the giant squid part I decided a while ago)
*crowns self Queen of the Space Squid*
I rather like the term ‘fleet’ too, but I don’t know if there’s an actual term for a group of cephalopods.
88-Aww, say high to Speen for me.
89- I love storms. That sounds like a cool-looking sky… has it rained or anything yet? Good luck on the rest of your final(s)!
Only a month before I go sailing. I can’t wait! It sounds like my grandparents (well, grandpa at least) want to come and see the ship while I’m on, and he’s already checked to see that they could meet me in Montreal by riding up on Amtrac. Who knows, it would be good to get them out of the house for a change.
In any case, I’m so excited! *squeals and bounces*
Perhaps I’ll join the merry band of Giant Sea Squid……
Giant SPACE Squid. (No offense) I’ll join too!!!!!!
Tomorrow night’s my school concert. I’m in two acts, chorus and harmonettes. The only problem is that we are performing at my town’s middle school, at which they have had at least 1 confirmed case of
swine fluH1N1, and tons of other teachers and students out sick.*squirms and makes horrible face*
No cases yet in LV NV! Everyone still wears the face masks like it’s cool, though.
This whole thing is blown out of proportion. A lot of cases have flu symptoms, that’s all!
Can I join your band of space squid?
Jadestone? I don’t know if you even care anymore, but we kind of need you on the MB fanfic thread….. It’s OK if you don’t want to join, we can live with it, but it would be really nice if you came back. (And we welcome anyone who wants to [re]join–we need everyone we can get.)
(Help, please, Linkifying Gnome?)
[At your service. *bows*]
Wow, I haven’t been there in like a year at least, but I’ll go check it out I guess?
Thanks. We’re trying to resurrect it.
The dress is taunting me.
It’s hanging there,
laughing at me.
“Try me on, wear me to school”,
it cackles.
I run over to try it on.
Only to remember-
I can’t wear it ’til Friday.
“Friday!” it chortles obnoxiously.
“Friday…” I murmur under my breath.
It sneers back.
Okay this started out as just a post, but now it’s a poem. And a good one if I do say so myself. It’s about the dress I’m wearing to out eighth grade boat trip on Friday.
SFTDP
I’ve been saying “Je suis un pomplemousse” all day because it’s the coolest sentence EVER!
Kiwimuncher would be very pleased to hear that. She said it on one of the Coy Woodnesse threads. I found it irresistible myself, as “pomplemousse” is one of my favorite words.
What does it mean?
I am a grapefruit.
98~ I like that. I know the feeling, when I want to wear a special outfit or something that I’m saving for a certain day. Have fun on your boating trip!
Goodnight everyone, I’m off–DONUTS!!!!
Maybe space squids are like some species of whales, traveling in small pods and convening annually.
Pods! That’s what I was thinking of.
A celestial squidkonvention…hmmm
MILD DOCTOR WHO SPOILERS (OR RATHER SPOILER, SINCE SOME OF THE SPOILERS ARE COMMON KNOWLEDGE):
Aw, the Doctor’s all alone…the last of the Timelords again and no companion… And Jack is the Face of Boe! It’s really really funny but really…weird.
I dread finishing season four, because I’ll have to start watching the old ones. It’s not the change of Doctor or companion that I’ll mind, because that happens all the time, or the poor special effects. I’m primarily concerned because the episodes are all in serials of like six or three or fourteen or something, and I can’t afford to watch two hours of TV every time I want to watch Doctor Who.
celestial squids) May I join the fleet?
101.1)
95) There was a thread for that a while ago. The only confirmed case in Austria disappointed press and media by getting well…
A random question: Does anyone know how many times you can take apart a puzzle-ball and put it back together again before it breaks permanently?
18) Is that unusual?
103- Puzzle ball??? *randomly guesses* 14 times?
I want to be a Space Squid. May I join?
103- Nope. Of course, my dad has a puzzle ball that was broken some time ago, and still worked, although it wasn’t quite as sturdy when it was together. I don’t know where it is right now though… Doesn’t matter much though.
I may join the squids, although I may also be something different. Why don’t some of us start something different, and be Space Whales? Very different, yet still the same.
I’d say there’s plenty of room in space to accommodate any number of Muserly creatures.
I’d like to be a Koko-clone, except able to breathe under water, in space, and pie anywhere!
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That’s me!
You could be a whale on stilts.
Anyone read Whales On Stilts?
I did. Hilarious.
Can I be sort of a space dolphin? I used to have a really cool folder with a painting of dolphins in space on it.
I will be a Space Snow Leopard!!! (Kind of obvious)
I would like to be a space squid! Let me go get my GIant Robotic Blooper Of Doom (GIR-BOD)!
Was that an accidental alter ego, or a purposeful one? Either way, what do bloopers have to do with space squid? Please try to be a little less random, AJAR.
I’m tired. Dentist appointment this morning and then errands, which translated means shopping. Horror. But it actually wasn’t so horrible, I found a swimsuit that is actually pretty nice (blue and green with brown shorts) and fits, unlike most of the previous ones from LL Bean. Huzzah! And I got a lovely, lovely dress! I don’t usually get clothes new (second hand stores are our favorite boutique), so it’s a treat. It’s dark blue with a large white paisley print on the skirt under the sort of empire waist. It’s a halter top, and rather low in front, so I’m going to wear it over a tank top, but it’s quite pretty. The skirt is really long (it brushes the tops of my feet) and light material, with a sort of ruffle on the bottom. So pretty! I’m going to wear it on Saturday to go dancing in.
Anyway. I should hie me to my room and practice…..I didn’t yesterday. *shuts ears in oven door*
WEIRD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom wants me to dress up for awards day tomorrow but i don’t like to wear dresses (i am a girl). she also wants to do my hair but i told her that she can’t do hair very well and now she’s mad at me. i also got a new swim suit but mom wouldn’t buy me shorts for it so now i have to wander around without any. she wants me to be girly and it drives me nuts because she just wont accept that i will never be comfortable with being girly. ok im done, sorry.
I am part of the *TURTLE FORCES*… basically it consists of me and my three friends. we made it cuz we are awesome.
Please… grammar. Capitalization. These are the pillars of MuseBlog, not to be torn down or abused. For any other lit. snob:
My mom wants me to dress up for awards day tomorrow, but I don’t like to wear dresses (I am a girl). She also wants to do my hair ,but I told her that she can’t do hair very well, and now she’s mad at me. I also got a new swim suit, but mom wouldn’t buy me shorts for it, so now I have to wander around without any. She wants me to be girly, and it drives me nuts because she just won’t accept that I will never be comfortable with being girly. Ok, I’m done, sorry.
I am part of the *TURTLE FORCES*… basically, it consists of me and my three friends. We made it ’cause we are awesome.
But the spirit is right!
Your mom sounds like my mom.
110~ Maybe go for a dress or skirt, but don’t do anything with your hair if she’s really that bad. I recommend long and full skirts, since then you can get away with not shaving your legs and flat, plain shoes….in my experience. Easier to move in and cooler, too, if you follow that plan.
I’m not particularly girly (I don’t think) but, as you can see, I do wear dresses and skirts and enjoy it. Sometimes.
Feminine isn’t always bad, and neither is wearing dresses. It’s in the attitude and how you act. For example, I can wear a dress and climb trees, throw tomahawks, talk about ships and pine tar, run footraces (and win), etc. etc. Not exactly conventionally girly things, even though, since I am a girl I am by nature, rather feminine. If this makes any sense at all.
It seems to me that a lot of girls who don’t want to be seen as girly spend a whole lot of time and effort avoiding feminine things, trying to prove that they’re just as tough, strong, masculine, etc. as any of the guys. Well honey, I think if you put your effort into following your interests, no matter what they are–considered girl friendly or no–and make them your own you’ll become a much fuller individual, no matter what your gender. But trust me, I know the pressures to be girly in a pink and frilly way, just read on the Complaints and Rants….I’ve been there, I am there, and I hate it. I know very well what it’s like.
Please forgive me if I sound like a self help book or was completely missing the mark. *looks around shamefacedly*
So, we had to read the last chapter in our textbook for Global Studies homework tonight and answer some questions. The textbook said that 25% of the world’s population was connected to the Internet in 2001, and now it must surely be even larger.
The focus on the growing trends of internationalism, environmentalism and interconnectedness foreshadow the day when the Kokonspiracy will be written of in all history textbooks.
110) I would just wear dress pants. But if your mom makes a big deal about it then…. *shrug* Hair. meh. That’s OK. I can’t work with hair well either.
I love dressy pants-they’re great because they’re not totally girly-girl, but feminine enough that they can look presentable and will keep your mom happy. As for the hair, there are a lot of styles that aren’t girly but look good. I mean, you could always do a messy bun sort of thing which is very pretty in my opinion but not (extremely) girly. Just a suggestion.
I’m not a total girly-girl, but I do like dressing up and wearing skirts, dresses, etc. On the other hand, I do a lot of things that would be considered “boys” stuff which makes me a little less girly.
Neophrytes GO TO YOUR THREAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kiwimuncher isn’t a neophyte, and soccer starr’s post is perfectly appropriate for this thread. The neophyte thread isn’t for containing neophytes, it’s for helping them get their footing if they need it. Soccer starr is also posting on the Welcome, Neophytes thread, in fact, and since she seems to have a good idea of what’s okay to post where, she’s perfectly welcome to post on whatever thread she pleases.
Sorry? That’s very rude. *wags finger* The Welcome, Neophytes thread is an information bureau, not a quarantine center.
My understanding was that neophytes don’t have to stay in their thread-isn’t that just a place for questions, welcomes, pies, etc. Maybe that was a misunderstanding, and I apologize if I did something wrong. Actually, like Tesseract pointed out, my comment was related to this thread-read post #110 and the ones that follow and you’ll see what we’re talking about.
Your understanding is correct. You did nothing wrong.
Good-that’s what I assumed.
Yeah, it was Catkopelli who was out of line, not you. You’re doing fine.
I second that.
107.1: Sorry, I been watching alot of Super Paper Mario, Ben 10, and Kirby videos on YouTube. That just slipped out like, well, a slippery squid.
*is pied for the terrible pun*
Erm, I mean 107.1.
*is pied again for messing up*
D’oh!
*does not pie* Everybody does that occasionally. No biggie.
110- Wear a dress, if your mom really wants you to. A few hours won’t kill you. Myself, I never wear pants, but denim skirts are my LIFE! I don’t like dress clothes (though I wear them on the Sabbath), but my problem isn’t the skirt/dress, it’s the material. I’m pretty tomboyish, so all of my skirts (including fancy stuff) will allow me to play basketball. I can move in whatever I wear, or I won’t wear it.
Long skirts look good on just about anybody, you can move in them, just be careful not to trip. Nice sweater, I suppose, and flats. High heels are EVIL. Invented by HPBs, they were. Try to avoid mid-calf length skirts, I think. *runs away, reminding herself that she has very little fashion sense*
I would like to join the fleet of Giant Space Squids. Perhaps we can have a thread to tell our tall tales of celestial squidness. ((P*ease, GAPAs?))
My school gets out tomorrow at 11:00 am. Yayness!!!! Well, technically I have school year-round since I’m homeschooled, but shhhhh.
I’d love a thread too, but… what would we talk about? “I’m a Giant Space Squid” would probably be the extent of the conversation.
Yeah… I am surprised this much interest generated from it even for MB.
<3 you guys
All week now in AIM chats I have been going:
“dun dun
…
duuuuun dun
…
dundundundundundundundunDUN
ROOOOOOOAAAAAR”
and then attacking ships and kidnapping people.
No one is quite sure what is going on but it is a blast.
RE: dressing up: I love dressing up, probably because I spent so many years with a closet full of beautiful things to wear and no-one to see them, so now that there are people to see them, I dress up almost every day. It has its downsides, namely that Halloween and special occasions become considerably less fun, since my dress clothes/costumes are no different from my everyday clothes, but it’s great fun. I’ve also developed Useful Skills, like how to ride a bike in a long skirt or clamber through the woods in flowing sleeves. I tried to do parkour in a mid-calf-length sundress and sandals once–that failed pretty miserably, but other than that my clothes only occasionally hinder me. If you wear shorts or pants under your skirts you can do pretty much anything.
Still, if costuming isn’t your thing, you shouldn’t have to dress up (although it makes life more interesting for the people who sit withering away under the oppressive and monotonous jeans-t-shirt-flip-flops style).
Speaking of clothes: My sister and mother went shopping today. I broke off and went to several other stores looking for dapper little vests, which seem to be in style and which I am in sore need of (no highwayman costume is complete without a waistcoat), but all the nice ones were too big, so I rejoined Mother and Opal, and found a lovely pair of grey pants and a red shirt, and Mother bought me a red and black and white scarf with flowers on it. I’m not a huge fan of most current fashion, but if one takes the right elements and blend them with the right elements from other periods, it can look really good.
There was more information than you ever wanted to know about my clothes. I’m sorry, I just get really excited about costuming.
How about a giant space squid RPG?
That might work… but I would have to suggest that it be a slower paced one, similar to the H&H. Space Squiddery should be a peaceful existence.
…
Oh, all right, we can go eat a space station. But only occasionally.
MuseBlog already IS a Giant Space Squid RPG.
Also see POSOC’s comment 116.1
110) What about sundresses ? *is a dress fan* My usually style is sort of tomboy-ish but I have several dresses. Like Middnight Fiddler said, you can run in most of them- and it`s all about attitude. Highheels are evil sometimes, but stay away from loose flats what you run, be it sandals or ballarinas. Then have a tendency to fly off and skid ahead on their own *remembers subway station incident*.
As for the hair- what about a low ponytail with a nice clip? It s not hard and if the clip is fancy, it´ll look nice. Besides, it`s easy to fix. It just might not look fancy enough- I m and expert at going underdressed.
Now for something totally shallow… I have a new sundress and it s blue and I love it! The H&M summer collection is so much better this year.106) Hmm… I took mine apart once already, and it didn`t get much worse, but I`m afraid to do it again because I`m loosing part of the dateline near Antarctica (it´s a globe). I might just try it…
The computer is annoying me- it can´t do straigt “´´ s because it`s an austrian PC keyboard, and I keep getting ß instead of ? because a) they share a key and b) PC drive me so crazy that I keep forgetting all the shortcuts. And the principal will grill me if I change the keyboard to “American” layout, providing I could find it (I don`t know if it exists on PCs). I better stop before this becomes a rant.
119- I really love sundresses, but I never seem to have enough of them. I think I need to pack up my winter clothes or something, because I feel like none of my stuff is good for warm weather, which isn’t true, it just seems that way because I’ve got so much dark stuff and in the summer I want to wear brightly-colored clothes.
And it’s not shallow to appreciate clothes, it’s just another personality facet. It only becomes shallow when that’s all that matters to you. I feel that this sort of topic is generally looked down on upon by a lot of Musers, but I don’t really know why it should be, and perhaps I’m completely mistaken.
I love sundresses too! They’re especially cute when you have a solid one and you pair it with a big necklace or piece of jewelry and a big purse/bag with designs on it. Sorry, that was kind of random I just felt like sharing my thoughts…
We did some sort of personality quiz yesterday. The letters I ended up with were CSI. Kinda scary, actually. But that’s beside the point. The point is, during the test I passed my friend a small dictionary, to help her with understanding some of the words, and after she finished, while everyone else was still working, she picked up the dictionary and went through it, laughing every now and again. It was interesting. Anyway, I found some very interesting words, more for the fact that they’re really fun to say than anything.
Abacus. Really, say it and think about the sounds. I think we have a wonderful language, and we just ignore it, or else we go and destroy it. It’s so much fun to say words, if you hit on the right pronunciation, and yet we never do. Anyway, apologies for this long, completely random rant. I’m going to stop talking now, since I think I need some time to calm down.
118.1- And not one with people on it.
jeez–I haven’t been on here for ages…
120- good point. clothes do express your personality, but if you become a fashion slave, then they don’t express who you are, they express what the mainstream is.
123-I agree. I like clothes but am definitely not addicted to them. I mean, I do pay some attention to what’s considered “popular” clothes, but I generally prefer to go with my own style that really represents me. Unfortunately so many kids in my school judge each other only by clothes. It’s so sad. There was one girl who was so nice but because she wore clothes that weren’t very flattering she was looked down upon. Eventually I became friends with her and really got to know her. I was really surprised by how different she was than what her clothes appeared to be! It was such an eye opening experience that I wish everyone could see.
Two of the people on the space station are doing a spacewalk, and I’m relaxing in my room.
Man, I love Fridays.
I really, honestly, am not into fashion AT ALL. I actually haven’t worn a dress in, uh, YEARS (!!!), now that I think about it. I wore a skirt to a formal event a while ago, but otherwise… I don’t really like skirts or dresses. I usually wear capris (those shorts that go a bit past your knees) in the summer, and either jeans or corduroys for the rest of the year. I will never, ever wear short shorts. I never have.
Another topic:
I will be a Space Snow Leopard! Yay!
I mean, I like dressing up, just not all the time and I prefer dress pants. Mostly because they are more comfortable to me. I don’t really like dresses at all, mostly just skirts.
My afternoon exam today was gym, and we went bowling. On the way there, my friends and I were creating a Disney movie. The hero and princess are people from our gym class, and the movie itself takes place during the French revolution.
I love my friends. I love life.
-happy sigh-
NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ME TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ugh, I have Israeli music stuck in my head that I used for my religion project………
(P.S., I’m a Kitty.)
The PoPoPo fine you one kilo of choklit for your pointless post.
SFTP
I got here by by Sattlite.
Satellite. Sat-tell-ite. Not Sattlite.
*fines 12 dark choklit bars for PoPos*
PAY UP this time.
123- You know, just this week I was thinking “Gee, ZVX hasn’t been on MB for ages… hope he hasn’t deserted us.” Good to see you’re back!
Re: Clothing/fashion–I am hopeless at fashion. Until I was 10, I would put on any clean items of clothing in my drawers, considering color coordinating to be for girly girls. When I was ten, I became a bit more fashion conscious–I started putting on shirts and pants that were similar colors. I had never worn jeans in my life before this spring, because I had this fantasy that it was impossible to find jeans that fit you. I wore sweatpants, and had no idea how bad I looked in them. Now I just put on any shirt with jeans, considering jeans to go with everything. I have no idea what is and what isn’t a ‘brand name,’ and I like it that way. My parents are fairly unpressured about what I wear. They will not let me wear a bra unless I’m exercising.
I haven’t worn a dress or a skirt since I was seven, except as part of a costume for plays. In my opinion, there are some people on which dresses and skirts don’t work for casual occasions, and I am one of them. I’m not really a tomboy (and I think that’s an outdated term anyway), but I HATE DRESSES. For formal occasions I wear a white women’s dress shirt and black pants, and it works for me.
One of my friends is exactly like that too-she’ll only wear a dress once a year (once! ONCE!), and she NEVER color coordinates. She’ll wear green stripes with orange plaid and nobody even blinks twice, we’re so used to it now. I feel badly though because her mom is really into fashion and is always bugging her to wear “appropriate” clothes when she really doesn’t want to. She even forced her to layer her hair once!
Also, she likes being called a tomboy-it’s kind of like her second name. The truth is, she is proud to be called a tomboy so we don’t worry that she’ll be offended or anything like that when we call her one. But I do agree, it’s a pretty outdated term that you really have to be careful when you use it because some people are sensitive about it.
119~ That’s not shallow! I just posted about my new blue dress (I guess you could call it a sundress….and it’s blue too) in post 108.
It’s cold and rainy here, and threatening to be cold and rainy tomorrow, or, perhaps worse, hot and rainy. Hot compared to what we’ve been having, at least.
I’m looking forward to tomorrow though, it’s going to be fun. We’re going to the Fort for Children’s Day, so a day of 18th century fun (and laundry, whee!) and then in the evening going to contra. Hopefully a few friends will come along, that would be great fun.
The band that’s playing is the same one that I ran into last month when I was playing for A Day in ___ ____ (town) and joined them for a tune. They’re good, and lots of fun.
Mother and I were going to watch Persuasion last night (BBC + Jane Austen = best movies ever (though BBC + C.S. Forester might be even better…) (and BBC + Dickens sounds pretty darn amazing)), but it was getting late and I had school, so we decided to wait until tonight, and I’ve been waiting all day for it. Only L—- called a while ago and invited me to go bowling. So now I choose: Persuasion with Mother (I can watch it tomorrow, but not with Mother) or bowling with my peers? Bowling starts at 10 and the movie’s only an hour and a half, so it’s feasible that I could squeeze them both in, but watching TV while it’s light out is kind of silly.
Woah. You’re a junior now? We’re in the same grade? I always thought you were a grade below me.
Nope, we’ve always been in the same grade.
Wow, umm… Maybe it was because you were taking biology, which I took last year…
In our school, freshmen can’t take Biology. They have to take Integrated Science. Rather odd really, but I liked Integrated Science anyway.
I know! Time does fly. Thats sort of coincidental, since I’m a Junior too.
That’s scary. I’m getting old.
Hm. We three juniors (and whoever else is a junior now) should throw a party. I’ll bring some ice cream.
You two are juniors, too? Why didn’t I know this?
135~ Watch Persuasion, it’s quite good, I just watched it last night. XD I kid you not.
133~ Not allowed to wear a bra? That’s a bit odd…never mind.
Well, goodnight everyone, I need to actually get up tomorrow morning (it’s so hard when it’s rainy and dreary out…) to get to the fort in reasonable time.
(Since this never got sorted out) I know. My parents are very odd. XD It’s not my choice, obviously.
Well, I watched Persuasion AND I’m going bowling. Yay! The movie was good, but I wish it had been longer…Mother says they cut out the whole first half and indeed it did seem rather abrupt. I really liked the story though and I’m super excited to read the book.
My dad needs to get here since apparently he’s the one taking me to bowling. He doesn’t know this though…
Good morning MB!
136.1) You’re a junior too? Awesome!
Ahhh… *is confused* Wait a minute, which grade level is junior? 10th? The school system is different here, you count grades 1 through 4, then start with one again, making 5th grade first grade again. Then you just number everyone again until 8th (12th year of school), who are the “Maturisten”. The other classes don’t have names.
fashion) I pride myself in having a bit of my own style, which consists mainly of bright colors. I like skirts a lot, but I only have 2 dresses now. *sigh* For some reason, almost all my summer clothes are blue. I need to re-think the bit about colors… I stick to pants in the winter, because I hate tights. They either rip, itch or both.
132-*coughcoughpleasebeabitmoreattentivecoughcough*
Junior year is 11th grade, and 10th grade is sophmore.
Really? That’s cool! So you don’t have freshmen? Does that mean you can’t still dump them in trashcans?
Just kidding……
Hey, be nice to the freshies. It’s not exactly a fun year. I’m so glad I’ll be a sophomore next year.
So busy. Finals next week.
Drama. Finals. Study. Death… TDI!
-A
Oh, and also, everyone, I was out for a bit – so anything that’s happened since I was here last….
Basically, if you were talking to me when I left, slap me and remind me what we were doing.
-A
Okay, sort of a stream-of-consciousness here…
I caught a cold from my brother and my nose is dripping like crazy.
Today is the 25th anniversary of the Tetris effect. I decided to play an online game in tribute and wasted twenty minutes. Still addicting, after all these years…
You guys put Endeavour’s launch on the calendar! I’m touched!
I think a really great ad for solar power would be to have a picture of a mother and her kids in front of a house with solar panels, an inset image of the space station, and, in a caption parodying the old Tang ads “If it’s good enough for the astronauts, it’s good enough for my family.”
I have a cold too. *sneezes* *sneezes* *sneezes* *sneezes* *sneezes* *is told to stop sneezing by sister* *sneezes* *sneezes*
YAAAAAAAH, I’m done with school!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have to go to HIGH SCHOOL next year…. *shudders* Our school is rather full of druggies and sex addicts. What fun. I’m going to die.
That’s what I thought about our school, too. It turns out that if you take APs, you hardly ever interact with the bad sorts.
Bear in mind, also, that many of those rumors may turn out to be exaggerated. When I was in high school, I heard stories about our school that were utterly absurd. When I met students from other schools, they’d ask, “aren’t you afraid to go to class?” They assumed we all carried rocks, knives, and other weapons, and that acts of violence were a daily occurrence. I didn’t see anything like that. I was only afraid to go to school when I hadn’t done my homework.
I did know some kids who were involved in various sorts of activities they would have been better off avoiding, but they were mostly on the outer edges of my life and never seriously tried to drag me into anything. Social groups tend to self-segregate for the most part.
Done with school?! You are SO lucky. We (the elem./middle/highschoolers of my wonderful town) get out on June 24. But I get to miss three days!!! (My family and I leave for Europe on the 22nd)
I did know some kids who were involved in various sorts of activities they would have been better off avoiding, but they were mostly on the outer edges of my life and never seriously tried to drag me into anything. Social groups tend to self-segregate for the most part.
^^quoted for truth
don’t worry, rose. Everything you hear about high school is generally false. In my experience many of the things I didn’t like about middle school disappeared mostly or completely upon entering high school. Once made, th transition is not so daunting.
I’m going into high school, too, except it seems as though the only real transition I’ll be making is paying 5 cents more for the exact same food that the middle schoolers eat (it really is the same; the middle school and high school share a cafeteria). The real problem that I have with high school is that life is going by too fast for me. I’d like a moment to just stop and be young for a little bit longer.
I know exactly what you mean. Where is all the time going? This first year of high school has both dragged incredibly and gone by in a blink for me. Time is strange.
Which reminds me: ohcrapI’masenior
SAT subject tests this morning were dull and I had not studied/reviewed at all, so I don’t think I did all that well. It was mother’s idea to take them.
Capture the Flag last night, however, was loads of fun. Now I’m off to an hour of hockey scrimmaging with no coaches and then a video game party/sleepover if I can.
I can’t go to the Printer’s Row lit convention. It makes me very sad. Neil Caiman was going to be there… D:
*almost senior high five*
lol
hey I took those today as well! And I didn;t study much either…blaaaah
I took Math 2 in May but I have to retake it because I got a hilariously bad score on it.. 2+2=?????
145) Don’t worry: if you end up in a good school, they usually flunk out. We have a lack of emos/punks/goths since the all-time record of survival for an emo at the school is 7 months.
I’m gonna be a sophmore! *is proud of self*
Austrain schools) The picking order is slightly different: the school type I’m in (gymnasium, for academic studies, requires high grades for entry) starts in 5th grade and ends in 12th with the Matura, the exam required to pursue further studies/get any sort of well-paid job. The grades are numbered 1-8 (the 8th graders being 12th graders,…). The first 4 are Unterstufe (5th through 8th grade), the next 4 are Oberstufe. The lowest in each section are picked on, and there’s always a bit of friction since the Oberstufe have much more privileges, but the Unterstufe have much less exams/easier classwork (except maybe 5th grade, where the teachers are trying to cut down the number of kids in the classes-no child left behind never hit Austria, they have a different approach to schools). And the higher Oberstufe consider it their job to teach the new students manners (5th grade), which causes some trouble. It’s only the Unterstufe that get dumped in trashcans though.
After reading all the comments about sophomores, freshman, and the works, I’m curious…what’s the general age group for Musers? I’m going into 7th grade and I feel waaaaaaaaaaaaaay young right now with all you high-schoolers. *sniffle*
I’m going into 8th, even thought I’m 12! w00t!
There’s a pretty wide range. Discounting the GAPAs, we have Musebloggers between the ages of maybe ten and twenty. I’d guess that the majority are between twelve and sixteen.
Oops, alter ego. I don’t think I said anything revealing my identity. I’ll have to remember to use the “preview” button from now on.
I think that’s about right, Three Point Etc. I’m twelve, (Also going into 8th grade, since I’m turning thirteen later this year.) and I know there’s several people in college… Two, actually, that I can think of. Probably more that I can’t.
Did the GAPAs snip my reply to comment 137, or did I just forget to post it?
I don’t know for sure, but it’s possible it may have been lost when I had a bit of a mix-up earlier today.
Oh. Okay then.
I can check when I get home, as I saved the page in question. I just couldn’t backtrack to see what happened or I would have been late for work.
Okay. What happened, did you do something bad by accident or something?
Well, I promise I wouldn’t be bad on purpose! I don’t even remember exactly right now; something freakish having to do with some wayward spamminess.
Of course not! I meant bad as in having-weird-consequences-for-the-blog. Oh, it was connected with the spam? That explains some stuff, I guess….
There was a particularly disgusting spam post. I think I might have warned you about it. I’m not going to say what it was for, as it is inapropriate. I fell sorry for the person who put it there, though.
I don’t think it was a person. I think it was a spambot. But I agree with you.
Are you referring to the spam on H*2*M*B? Blech. Tons of links to who knows where.
No, a different spam, on the same thread. Disgusting, if you ask me. How ’bout you change the title to:
Hello, Great 2 Greet you!
HG2G, get it?
Ah, this is really weird. I’m having deja-vu about having deja-vu right now concerning the phrase “poor dears” and the conversation branching off of 150. Now I’m having deja-vu about writing this post and deciding whether or not to submit it.
The Belmont Stakes are going to start any minute now! I love horse races, they are exciting. If the jockey, wossisname, Calvin Bsomething wins he’ll get the triple crown on 3 different horses. I was betting on Chocolate Candy at the Kentucky Derby but everything seems to be about Mine That Bird at the moment.
We have a racetrack closish to our house we go to sometimes in the summer, it’s a lot of fun.
Any second!
Ohhh, an upset! Summer Bird wins!! Wow, he really shot in there at the end. Mine That Bird ended third, but came up all the way from last (again) to almost get it.
Actually I think they just mentioned both Summer Bird and Mine That Bird have the same father, Bird… Stone? Something in that vein.
I don’t really like the jockey’s uniform(?) though.
Today I went to Hershy Park with the rest of the eighth grade.
There was dramaz, there was frightening rollercoasters, and there was a bunch of high school kids preforming Greese. Amazingness.
I road my first roller coaster, which was beast and my second had no floor and it was like WHOO and sorry I can’t really describe it that well. My balence is all off and I haven’t been on a roller coaster in four hours. I’m still dizzy. Either that or it was the bus.
I got sunburned, but I don’t feel it.
I also got this little pink squishy thing with a face and blue squishy hair and it’s name is Augustus Harold now.
Also everyone was being dramatic over how Vildana is all different and hanging out with stoners and ohmygosh that reminds me Emma was being stupid and asked this dude for a smoke and she got caught by the gym teacher. She deserved it, she was like “hey I’m going to get high off Midol this week” and I was like “that’s stupid” and she got all mad.
I’m a bit hyper, sorry.
…….high off midol
oh eighth grade
that’s actually kind of alarming, I hope she doesn’t actually do that
I’m glad you had fun though! I can’t stand roller coasters, the most I can do is space mountain at disneyland and that’s on a good day.
Can’t you like, die off Midol or something? My Spectrum teacher said something about her friends ODing off Tylonol which has the same stuff…
She’s the stupidest person, I swear. She took a bunch of random pills with Virginia in the eighth grade bathroom and she didn’t even know what they were, and then ended up throwing up in the nurse’s office at school.
I didn’t go on Stormrunner or Farenheight. My friends went on Stormrunner and DIED (not really) and everybody was bragging about how they went on Farenheight but nobody beleives them.
you can die from an overdose of anything, basically…I think it’s the same as overdosing on painkillers? yeah.
That’s awful she did that, I hope someone helps her out because that is not the kind of path you want to start going down before high school.
*googles*
OH GOD
THEY WENT ON THAT
beavs, let me tell you something, I am pretty sure your friends are not human
how can anyone go on that
that’s like a 90 degree drop
*sobs*
omg Fahrenheit is even worse…I can’t even watch the video of people on it..I’m going to go weep softly in a corner, brb
Oh my god
Oh my god
I must ride that.
That is like Raging Bull squared
And I’ve only been on Raging Bull twice but it’s not even that scary, I had my hands up the
I love roller coasters
(also it is apparently 97ª Axa)
*swallows pride and uses nested comments*
I dislike roller coasters too, the first time I was ever on one was at Hershey Park (!). I was, I dunno, maybe 7 years old, I went with my then best friend and her mom, we went on one of the roller coasters and I was nervous anyway but had to sit next to some creepy old stranger guy which I Did. Not. Like. At. All. Not to mention the ride itself, gah! I nearly died and it was one of the watered down ones.
The second (and last) time I went on a roller coaster was a few years ago, again at Hershey Park, on the old wooden rattly one that goes over the water. 0.o That time I was just frightened, as opposed to scared out of my wits, but I still didn’t like it.
*shudders* I have no desire to go on anything bigger or faster than that, thank you very much. I can think of much more creative ways to kill myself or wet my pants.
same here! I sometimes get swindled into going, but duck out at the last minute. I get weird and panicky. I think the only roller coaster I can really enjoy is this tiny one for little kids at Disneyland that lasts all of thirty seconds
Ha! I am using my mom’s new iPhone!!!!!! It’s so awesome!! (Exclamation point overkill, sorry.) I’m a little worried, though, because my mom has destroyed 4 phones in 1.5 years, so there’s no telling what she’s going to do to this one.
Spam spam spamitty spam!
What?
“Waitress: Well, there’s egg and bacon; egg sausage and bacon; egg and spam; egg bacon and spam; egg bacon sausage and spam; spam bacon sausage and spam; spam egg spam spam bacon and spam; spam sausage spam spam bacon spam tomato and spam;
Vikings: Spam spam spam spam…
Waitress: …spam spam spam egg and spam; spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam…
Vikings: Spam! Lovely spam! Lovely spam!
Waitress: …or Lobster Thermidor a Crevette with a mornay sauce served in a Provencale manner with shallots and aubergines garnished with truffle pate, brandy and with a fried egg on top and spam.”
Hee hee!
Spam rules all of Greenland. Frogs think they own it and all of the world, but everyone knows that cheese really rules the world, and really the whole universe. Cheese just lets frogs think they rule the world because if frogs don’t think that, they wouldn’t have much else to think about.
…What?
I amuse myself.
And everyone else in your vicinity.
*laughs wildly* It’s all pointless!!!!!!
The one day we actually have good weather, and all I have the energy for is sitting inside playing online Tetris.
Stupid cold.
re: age when going into 8th grade: Well, I started Year 8 a couple of months before I turned 13, so I’m pretty much the youngest in my class, and Onewhisker was 14 in MARCH, so there’s more than a year’s difference. (The Australian cut-off date is 31 April)
I helped plant 74 trees today. And then the truck got a flat tire in the middle of the field and we had to go look for tools and my feet got soaking wet and then the dogs got hit by a motorcycle and I had to go back with the tools and ford the stream twice because I had a crowbar and shoes and sandwiches to say nothing of socks and car keys and my pants got really wet and then my uncle came and fixed the truck and I walked through thistles with bare calves and then came home and changed and bathed and ate a chocolate cupcake.
Then I went to work.
Then I played poker, which was lots of fun.
Wow. You did a lot.
158-I’m 14 myself, I’m just skipping a grade. I’ll be the youngest by far now, but at least I won’t be the shortest…
I have a stupid German test in 4 days, which will determine my grade in German for the year, and I really, really want to get a B instead of a C. And I should probably start studying now.
Just 2 days of finals until summer!
French and chemistry shouldn’t be too bad. History and English are more writing-intensive; I should probably start outlining.
I’m so ready for this school year to be over after all the competitions/testing/performances I’ve had these last few weeks.
I’m feeling better, but I have to write an essay today. We *technically* graduate 10th grade on Friday, but we have to come in for Exams for the next two weeks, so that doesn’t really count.
Midnight Fiddler! *bows* Have you noticed anything special about how many comments that you have posted, or rather, the thing TO THE LEFT. OR, RATHER, THE NUMBER! OR EVEN THE PLACE THAT YOU ARE IN FOR HOW MANY POSTS!!!!!
*huffs* *puffs* That is my goal now. BEWARE EVERYONE! I SHALL SOON BE IN 42nd PLACE! You’ll see… You’ll all see…
*cackles* *dies from lack of breathing*
heh-heh… I got into that one…
163) I don’t get it.
My friends are making a presentation of the book thief. Part of it is an interview with death; I was cast as en because of my “weird sense of humor”. *is weird and random* I never even liked that book! *goes off to the books & reading thread*
Hi! I was wondering where you were.
Would you make a move in our Capablanca game, please? *is impatient grasshopper*
Back on topic… Death didn’t really have much of a sense of humor in that book. Your friends have some strange casting ideas.
Terry Pratchett, on the other hand…
I just read The Color Of Magic. Amazingest author everrrr.
*sigh* Why are all the best satire writers old British guys? When I get published, I’ll probably be the ONLY 14-year-old girl satire writer.
I love satire though.
His later books are even better. Trust me.
Death doesn’t have a sense of humor in Pratchett’s books either, not really. But I agree with you that Discworld pwns.
I’m supposed to be leading a book club for The Truth tomorrow. Almost everyone (including adults) are saying that the writing is ‘hard to get through.’ Honestly, how can you say that of any of Pratchett’s books? The plot starts on the fifth page, for gods’ sake! The humor starts on the second page! HOW CAN SOMEONE NOT LIKE IT????? The two exceptions to this mindset were electros, who is normally a hardcore sci-fi/traditional fantasy fan, and Nick, who has trouble with reading and usually only likes action books where things blow up. Go figure.
I DO NOT CARE FOR A SENSE OF HUMOR. ALTHOUGH IT WOULD COME IN HANDY WHEN DEALING WITH FEEGLES.
True. Though somehow I doubt you have a choice about it.
Nice avatar, by the way…. (That seriously made me crack up when I saw it. I’m like, oh, yeah, that’s Death’s avatar…. niiiice.
)
I Had the morbid sense of humor, not death (in those books)! Sorry for the confusing post
Back from video gaming party. It turns out I am terrible at first person games, like Halo. I just keep thinking the controls should be inverted. It would make more sense.
We also watched the second underworld movie and something that may have been called Red Dragon with Hannibal Lector in it.
IN the morning A made us pancakes and they were really good, and I got more sleep than I expected. We also might go get a pet bird of some sort–I kind of want one of those miniature cockatoos. Cockatiels? Maybe.
I think there is a way to invert the controls. I’m not sure, though; I’ve only played Halo once. I just kept getting into vehicles and shooting everyone else, which prompted them to band together to ensure I didn’t get near any more vehicles.
New and random: This morning I saw a car with a bumper sticker that read “EDGAR ALLAN POE MIDDLE SCHOOL: Home of the Ravens.” That must be a cheery place to go to school.
I probably wouldn’t fit in…
That is the best pairing of school name and mascot that I have ever heard.
That is hilarious!
Wonder what they do for cheerleaders and pep rallies?
I hope it doesn’t involve a pendulum.
Yay,Woe, team! Let’s brick up the opposition!Bury them! Bury them! Bury them a-LIVE!
*horrible wailing*
So we’ll open a cask of Amontillado to celebrate victory? *shudders*
No, we shall celebrate quietly by sinking into armchairs and mourning our losses.
Hm. I think they might not have such things as cheerleaders and pep rallies. What’s the point? All that we see or seem it but a dream within a dream.
*reads three times* *bursts into hysterical laughter and falls out of chair* That’s great! “Home of the Ravens” OMG that is perfect! I wanna go there! (jk)
GAPAs, unless I am mistaken, Trust Kokopelli has a Recognizable Human Face avatar. Perhaps you’d like to remind en of the rule?
I had to play at graduation on Friday. Mr. C made us stay the entire time so we could clear off all of the chairs. I was very bored and cold.
I went to the Youth Symphony audition yesterday. Technically, there wasn’t a real need for me to audition, since I’m already in it, but everyone has to audition yesterday. It turns out, Mr. G thought I was a junior all year last year! He can be pretty silly sometimes.
I will definitely take up the idea of a junior party. Juniors seem so cool. Of course, last year I thought that sophomores were the coolest of them all… I still think we’re pretty cool. Definitely cooler than freshmen.
G’night MB! Sorry POSOC, I’ll move tomorrow!
No problem.
I have a gazillion math quizzes that have to be in by tomorrow, and I don’t understand them at all! I’ll think I understand, but then I don’t really and I have to sift through all the other information in my book or my online course looking for an explanation and it takes so LONG and half the time it doesn’t help at all. This is why I didn’t get farther before now. And I’m taking my Unit 5 final quiz, but I don’t remember anything I learned in Unit 5 even though it was only a few weeks ago. And I really don’t want to relearn it all because I already have to learn all of Unit 7 today. And I don’t even know if this class affects my GPA, because it’s designed to give someone the math credit they need to graduate if they don’t have it, and so it’s a pass/fail class. And I haven’t eaten anything and don’t have time to make anything to eat (because I would have to clean the kitchen first) and I have a sore throat.
And I have a Global Studies test tomorrow but Mr. F says he’s doing something “different” which is like a whole test devoted to making connections and applying stuff to our lives so I don’t know how to study for it. Not that I have time to study anyway.
Online classes stink. I’ve calculated that I can’t lose more than 39 points out of the 10 assignments that he hasn’t graded yet plus the final or else I’ll get a B. Which would REALLY stink, because then I would have to take it again to maintain my 4.0 GPA.
But anyway, if you need any help, wander over to the Homework 911 thread. I lurk there sometimes.
I finally met this girl named Effie. Everybody knows who she is. She’s:
*brought tissues to school when asked for tissue paper, and asked if it was right
*told everyone she wants to get her name tattoed on her forehead
*loves flowers, and covers every paper she can get her hands on with them
*extremely confused about everything
*hilaroiius
She sounds like Luna Lovegood’s long-lost sister.
At least being sick means I have an excuse to go on the computer for way too long.
163~ Yes, m’dear, I did notice that. *broad grin* When you come into 42nd place I shall gladly surrender the place of honor. *bows in return*
167~ Indeed. Wonder what the dress code is like? Anything, so long as it’s black and creepy?
I’m limping today. Dancing is lovely, just like riding horses, but it requires one to be used to it. Going for a few months with no dancing and then dancing for a few hours almost nonstop is real not the best idea ever. Meh. I’m sure you all know where I was last night, ha! I wore my new blue dress and it was quite lovely. The hem wasn’t even trod upon, like I was worried (in my bare feet it trails on the floor..yes, I’m short).
Before dancing in the evening, I was at the fort helping out with the children’s day, since I’ve been one of the laundresses there since forever (no one else wanted to do it, so Mom and I do). It was fun-ish, even though this year the majority of the kids were monsters. Ugh. At least we didn’t do sewing, with that group there would have been casualties, which wouldn’t really be great for the site’s reputation.
And Dad got the convertible! I’m quite excited, as it’s sort of slated to be my car…..it’s red, and a convertible, and gearshift (I’m afraid of automatics), and a convertible, and just like mom’s car, only it’s red and a convertible. Did I mention that’s it a convertible, and I think that’s pretty cool? *squeals* I can’t wait to see it…I haven’t yet. it’s going to need some work, dad says, a new top, new seats, etc, but then it’ll be usable. Probably as a family car for awhile, and then mine when I can drive myself around, eep! I can’t wait. Then I can go places without having to beg rides of parental units who really don’t want to go, and make sure that’s is known by all. *sigh*
Anyway, I can’t wait to see the new car. It’s a 1992 Rabbit, so it’s just my age, heehee. That’ll make it the newest car we’ve got, save dad’s work truck.
SFTDP
And yesterday my crew manual from the Niagara came! Agh, now I have to read it and learn it all…. 0.0 Fortunately I can already do some of the stuff (boxing the compass, etc) and have a basic understanding of some sail handling, and can mostly decipher nautical terms. I’m so excited, a whole month of sailing, on my own! *squeals and runs away to finish more math*
175- My dad had a Rabbit once. I think it was before I was born. It might even have been before my parents were married… I don’t know. Supposedly it was a great car.
177~ My family has been driving VW Rabbits since forever started. Or maybe a few minutes afterwards, I’m not entirely sure…
we always joke about Mom and Dad’s “His and Hers” cars, white car and truck, both rabbits of the same vintage. Unfortunately, dad’s truck is not so slowly falling apart to the point that it’s less reliable than the model A Ford, so that’s not so great. But to me, VW=car. 
Sad, I know.
178- Our family’s always gone though cars really fast, probably because we always buy them used and then they fall apart in unpleasant ways and it’s just easier to buy another car than the necessary part, which costs as much as the car.
Starting as far back as I can remember, we’ve had:
•A VW van (blue)
•A Bel-Air (blue)
•A BMW (blue)
•An Econoline van (blue)
•A VW station wagon (tan)
•A something-or-other (blue)
•Something else entirely (tan)
•Another thing (blue, but then the hood came off and folded up and we got a new hood with was red)
•Our current car, which is a Toyota, I believe (blue)
And that’s not even counting my dad’s cars.
We’ve had four cars since I’ve been alive.
-A green Honda something
-A grey minivan
-A blue Honda something else, which we still have, and
-A white minivan, which we still have.
As you can see, I know quite a lot about cars.
179~ Our old cars have a tendency to fall apart too, I’ll not elaborate on the horror stories, but since my dad is a certified car geek and can fix just about anything, he prefers old ones that he can fix…so basically we have a junkyard of a bunch of “parts cars” that lurk here and there, or dismembered in jars stacked on shelves in the barn., Rather nauseating, if you stop and think about it in that way, actually.
I do not like fractions. I really don’t like fractions when they’re part of an equation with multiple variables that is
rathercompletely unintelligible. *glowers at homework*But without fractions, we’d be stuck with wholes of everything.
181- I don’t like fractions either. Right now I’m working on rational equations, which have the fraction symbol but are harder to understand. And now I’m moving on to square roots or something because I didn’t understand the stuff I was doing before.
If I lose my voice, which it sort of looks like I might, I might not have to read the script tomorrow during acting (though I’d like to…), in which case I could use 4th period as a study hall. I’m definitely going to use 6th that way, although Ms C might bring kittens, which would be distracting.
Hey, I just realized this blog doesn’t have a purple beyond. I guess that’s what I’ll miss the most…*mourns* *brightens*
I wonder what there is instead?
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I guess now it’s the woven beyond. Doesn’t sound quite so nice, but oh well.
“Doesn’t sound quite so nice?” You kidding? “The Woven Beyond” sounds like some sort of ethereal transdimensional pathway frequented by eerie strains of music and riddle-swapping arachnids.
By which I mean, super-nifty.
177- I had a rabbit, once. I fed her carrots and cabbages, but she bit me all the time, so–wait, nevermind.
181.1- Is that bad? I’d rather have a whole pie than a half pie.
184- Aw, why’d she bite you?
I want a rabbit, but I can’t have one anymore.
Oh, bookgirl_me- nice avatar! I love kangaroos, but it’s very clear. Do you have that problem very often?
Have fun on the ship MF! That sounds so great, I wish I could go. Maybe in a few years.
I go to school with a MuseBlogger.
I’ve known it for ever, but he just figured it out.
Really! That’s interesting. I can just picture his face when he discovered it…
I don’t know what his face looked like. He asked me if I read Muse over FaceBook.
What’s his blogname?
He’s Bobbyjkl. I don’t think he’s posted for a year or so, but I could be mistaken.
Giant Space Squid, mobile turtles, riddle-swapping arachnids…have you noticed that this thread has been teeming with unusual lifeforms?
Indeed. Isn’t it wonderful?
Yes. This must be one of the liveliest, most imaginative random threads ever — in more ways than one. My head is full of visions of these amazing creatures, some as yet unidentified. A development that is as inspiring as it is welcome. Good company, too.
181.1~ But when you’ve got all these a’s and b’s and x’s and y’s all over the place and you’re supposed to be adding and subtracting the fractions (never a strong point, I might add), throw in a few exponents and I’m completely screwed.
186~ I shall! I don’t leave untill next month though, I’m just quite excited and trying to get the things I’ll need ready now, since I’ll be gone for several weeks this month…gah. You’re a sailor yourself, if I remember correctly?
I do understand. I’m trying to learn/relearn algebra myself. While I enjoy it much more this time around, I still have to keep sorting it all out. But it’s very exciting when I catch hold of something I couldn’t quite grasp before.
Yeah, I’m a sailor too…I’ll be teaching and working at the local maritime museum, but that’s nowhere near as exciting as a tall ship. What do you need to pack?
I’m having trouble with math too, only I’m learning differential calculus. Just the beginner stuff, but it’s very frustrating. I’ve decided that if I graduate and go to college but don’t need to take any more math courses (a possibility), I’m going to have a solid grasp on everything up to integral calc. School moves a little too quickly.
189.1~ No crying and screaming and throwing thing today, however, so we’re on the up and up…..
Algebra on the whole, as far as I can understand it, makes perfect sense, and fascinates me, and some of it is so mind numbingly easy that it makes the difficult (read: impossible) parts that much more infuriating.
Well, I’d better off, mom’s out of the shower.
Goodnight everyone!
(187.2.1) Alice: Actually, Bobbyjkl posted on this thread two days ago. See comment 80.1, above.
His last post before that was on February 9, 2008.
186- Not with any MBers so far, but very, very often with other people.
It was worse when I was little, because other kids used to think that I made Austria up or that I couldn’t spell at all. Now it’s not that bad. Most teenagers have had geography and are more willing to believe that Austria really is a country. There’s a T-shirt with that motive a souvenir- I love it, though I never bought one since I don’t want people mistaking me for a tourist and trying to sell me stuff.
I believe in Austria. My mom worked in Vienna for a year or so before she cut short her assignment and returned to the United States to marry my dad.
Haha, I believe- the truth is out there!
So many believers… *feels honored & proud of the wisdom of MBers*
I’ve known it existed since I saw The SOund of Music for the first time when I was very young.
I’ve visited Austria-so I know you’re not lying!!
183.1.1- *visits woven beyond* Woah. ‘Ello, psychedelic world puzzle exchanging Cheliceratas.
185- She was mean.
192- Not Austria, silly! Australia! The place where tenrecs come from!
(193) Tenrecs come from Madagascar.
This thread is getting more and more confusing with every post (not that there is anything wrong, or even unusual, about that).
194- Hence the
, indicating that I was making a silly joke.
Aha. *is impervious to silly jokes*
Well, you’re living in a dreamworld: who’s heard of a place called America? Or Canada? Stick to obvious places that everyone knows and can find easily on a map, like Azerbaijan and Luxembourg. Honestly; inventing such obviously nonexistent places is beyond me
Oh, how I love to visit well-known countries like Kyrgyzstan!
Is that where the Giant Space Squids came from? =)
One of my classmates in French class honestly believed that Luxembourg was part of France. Maybe we need to go to more obvious places like Nauru.
It is officially summer and I am officially no longer a freshman.
[insert happiness here]
Officially summer? Not here!
But my class is watching School of Rock tomorrow (we have a class band) so I’m cool tapes.
Hi, guys! I was on vacation for a while, but now I’m back. These threads sure fill up quickly!
Don’t get me wrong, I love living in Minnesota, but it is currently summer vacation time, and our optimistic thermometer says that it is 56°F, while our pessimistic thermometer says that it is 50°F. Yesterday, I went fishing with my dad, and I had snow pants, my winter coat, and three pairs of socks on, and I was still cold.
So, I think I’m finally going to take some time out today to work on my Virgin Galactic scrapbook. That’s my goal.
Does anyone else here have Google SketchUp? It’s a free 3D designing program! It’s weally fun!
I have it! I’m not exactly that great at it, but I just like to goof around with the shapes and try to make a 3D figure that even remotely resembles a building.
I don’t have it, but I wish I did! Randomness: We got these DVDs from my grandparents that show these places in Alaska and the U.S. Unfortunately, they’re Blu-ray Discs and we don’t have the right DVD player.
Please don’t let Luna hear you refer to Alaska and the U.S. as two separate places.
201~ You do know that Alaska is part of the U.S., right?Just checking.
FINISHED with one more lesson of algebra. I’m into the graphing section now, so hopefully things will go more smoothly/quickly. Key word being “hopefully”.
I’m starving. I’ve just now realized this. Not surprising, but still. Meh.
I really, really want to practice but it’s late and I’m tired. Urg, I guess I’ll practice anyway.
I hope Circles isn’t still mad at me and is going to attack me or something, since I dumped water on him to make him stop chasing a rabbit and he was pretty unhappy about it. *sigh* Yet I don’t know what I’d do without that little guy.
My leg still really hurts from Saturday. It’s okay when I’m still or after I’ve been moving for a bit, but when I first get up I can barely walk. Ouch. *whines*
This is making very little sense, as I’m just rambling at the moment.
Dinner, bye!
200- I have it! I made this house with an elevator, complete with motor that I built myself.
NO MORE SCHOOL!!!
THERE PROCEEDS A WOEFUL AND SELF-PITYING TALE WHICH MIGHT NOT BE WORTH READING, BUT ALICE GOT WELL INTO IT BEFORE REALIZING THAT IT WAS POINTLESS AND IT’S QUICKER TO FINISH AND ANYWAY SHE NEEDS TO VENT.
I’m actually finding it kind of hard to believe, maybe because today was one of the worst days ever and I subconsciously don’t want the year to end on that note. I swear I was close to tears half the day. I woke up with the most painful sore throat EVER and didn’t even speak until I got to school because it hurt too much. I turned in all my textbooks and then the librarian said, “Actually you still have a textbook out” so I had to trek all the way across the school (did I mention I was wearing high heels? Luckily they’re really good solid ones, no harder than walking in flip-flops or something) to ask Mr. C if I’d turned in the book (I had). Then I had all the math homework to finish, so I was doing that desperately all day (I didn’t finish completely, but it’s a pass/fail class and I’ll definitely pass and it doesn’t affect my GPA anyway) and I was late to fifth period because they messed up the schedule. We dissected a rat, which was OK, but my whole group was really squeamish due to the smell of preservatives and I still felt ill from the REALLY NASTY cough syrup so it wasn’t the best thing ever, but we got through it and it was pretty interesting. After that things went fairly smoothly, and Ms. C did bring kittens, and absolutely darling kittens they were too. Then I had lunch, and then Global Studies, and things were still going pretty well, though the math situation was desperate. So then I went to Drama where we were reading Midsummer Night’s Dream and I’d meant to get out of it because my throat hurt and I had all this math homework and I’ve already seen the play, and read it, and seen it. But it turns out that was our final so I had to read, which meant I had to go check my book out from the library again and by then it was awful cause I had one of those headaches where your head alternately feels like it’s being squeezed by a too-tight hat and like it’s going to explode from all the pressure. So I spent most of the class lying on my backpack staring at the ceiling because it hurt my head to sit up. And then I had to go return the book! Which took ten minutes because of the line, and I’m like “Oh my gosh I’m going to miss my bus” and I run to the office and hold out my check-out sheet (only I have to stand in line again) and they say, “oh you have to go get your locker checked” and I say “but I checked it on Friday! It’s empty! It’s been empty since I got it!” and they say, “Go check it anyway” so I got it checked and went to Mr. M’s to turn in my math homework, and by this time I’ve been crying for five minutes and about to cry for several hours and then I got turn in my check-out sheet and I just make it onto the last bus, which is not as crowded as I remember and the driver tells a long story over the little intercom thing about how his wife is auditioning for American Idol and then I have to walk up the hill for like seven blocks.
So on the one hand, I’m really glad it’s over, but on the other hand, there’s none of the festivity of the end of school. It kind of sucks I spent my last day dying of this horrible cold-thing and trying not to cry in front of people.
I really hope I don’t have Strep Throat, because it’s going around and I’ve got this throat thing. Actually I don’t really care if I have Strep Throat, providing it goes away by the kayaking symposium or at least doesn’t hinder my performance.
*hands over copious amounts of Sympathetic Pie and Co-misery Chocolate*
that’s awful! Please accept my Condolence Pie (along with Piggy’s Sympathy Pie)
The last days of the school year are actually the most stressful! I hope you feel better soon
Thanks, guys. -eats pies- It’s really nice not to have ANY more stress at all, and I feel much better.
But I’m going to go to bed because sleep is good for all manner of ills.
I think my issue with Andrew Bird’s newest stuff is the way the fiddle is hardly even significant anymore. In Thrills it was the centerpiece, and even Oh! The Grandeur! had some fiddle.
There is dirt in the cavity between my fingernail and the quick. I’m not really sure how I’m going to get it out.
In (my) middle school, the last few days are always for rest and relaxation. We go to canobie lake park on the last full day, June 19! We hardly have any finals, except for languages, and all the teachers are just too tired to teach! Sorry if it sounds like bragging.
*hands anti-bragging pie* Here, fell free to splat me with it.
Ugh, all that bureaucratic nonsense makes my blood boil.
I’m not sure how to express my sympathy. “My deepest condolences,” which is what I wrote at first, sounds utterly pretentious, whereas “I’m sorry” doesn’t sound sincere enough. Wung buttons.
I’m going to go and update Pantagruel’s Ring now. Hope that cheers you up a bit.
My dad finished my kayak! It’s beautiful. We leave on Thursday, I can hardly wait!
Cool! My dad has two kayaks, we actually went out (we meaning my younger sis, my dad, and I) two weeks ago and in result two grumpy, tired, sore girls had to do their full hour-and-a-half of music practice, starting from three o’clock in the afternoon, while our dad snored away on the music room couch. No fun, that.
*rambles* I’m too tired to edit this/turn it into a coherent, sensible post…
I’ve settled for a B in geography. At first I fought it, since I’m usually excellent in geography, but since I miss 50% of my classes for advanced latin, it’s pretty good. I could probably cram, then beg the teacher on my knees for a test, but she doesn’t want to give someone who was only present 50% of the time an A, and I just don’t have the energy to fight for a better grade anymore. And I have a big German test tomorrow, which will determine if I have a C or a B (I hope for the latter). I should be studying but I feel burnt out. Dance class- I should get my stuff now. I still have a computer class exam in two weeks from now and an interview for a book club presentation to write and a headache since I ate that PBJ yesterday- either the jelly was bad, or I’ve developed an allergy to peanut butter. I lived on peanut butter from when I was 11 ’till last year, so it makes me kinda sad but maybe the headache is stress induced anyway. We visited Sand in the City in gym class- now I know that I still love/hate sand, and that I still can’t play volleyball, and that coke, water and sand don’t mix-another thing that might have caused that headache. At least I was allowed to use the only pair of sunglasses when playing against the sun ’cause I have hard contacts… *further rambling*
OMG!!!! I’m getting my braces off in 2 ish hours!!!! (And leaving school early….YES!)
Congratulations! Being braces-free is wonderful. Make sure you eat as many of the things you haven’t been able to eat. Biting into an apple is something which you don’t really appreciate until you’ve had to do without it for two and a half years.
I have braces. I’ve had them since last year, when I got them on before the play we put on. (The enrichment students, including me, wrote the play. It was a pretty good script, considering we got help from a teacher and were mature 4th graders.)
SFTDP I meant “…I got them on THE DAY before to play…” Sorry!
204~ *hands over more sympathy pies* That stinks.
205~ But that’s good! I hope you have fun!
It be hot out. I have a violin lesson. I need to finish my math this week-ish. And I have 20 some lessons to go. *dies*
My right ear hurts. I think my wisdom teeth may be growing in. The alternative would be an ear infection, which I REALLY cannot afford this close to Finals.
One time I had a fever and a double ear infection-and no you definitely don’t want it it’s reaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllly painful. Ok sorry I know I’m not helping the situation at all….
Our boat trip was sorta disappointing. It rained, and everyone lost their hearing because the music was too loud.
And, best of all, THE WHOLE GRADE GOT SICK!
Now almost everyone in the school is sick. It’s the flu. (not swine)
And our dance and our graduation ceremony is on Saturday. There are rumors that it has been moved, but you never know what’s true.
ALSO, I went to get a haircut today, and it looks horrible.
So, in short, everyone’s mad and sick.
But at least we had fun dancing on the boat!
204- Oh god, I’m sorry hun. *hugs&choklit* Sucky first/last days of school are the WORST thing ever. Glad the kayak cheered you up though, I love kayaking. Did your dad make it for you?
I’m sorry you had a bad day Alice.
But cheer up! It’s summer! You’re going to have an awesome time! 
We’re having burritos tonight! YUM YUM YUM!!
With lots of guacamole and salsa!
So are we!
Hi! I’m at a library computer because my Internet connection isn’t working.
On June 24th I’m taking a trip with my parents to the SW, and I’m so excited, particularly because we’re going to the Grand Canyon, taking a ride in a hot-air balloon at sunrise, and going to COCONINO COUNTY!!!!!!!!! The National Forest there, that is.
Ooh, have fun! Are you going to any other states, or just Arizona? Last summer we went to Arizona and New Mexico. I saw many a kokopelli in shops and so on, it was amusing.
The hot air balloon sounds fun!
Thanks! We’re going to Arizona and New Mexico. My aunt and uncle live near Silver City. I’m very excited to visit them. I haven’t been to their house in seven years.
Oh, that reminds me! My grandma gave me $25 for “spending money” on the trip (do not ask me what she was thinking, for I have no idea!) and I’m planning to get a bunch of Kokopelli souveniers.
Urgh, I think I just imploded my eardrum. Because my computer’s volume was turned up REALLY REALLY LOUDLY and I clicked on Got to Get You Into my Life and the first note BLASTED in my ear. It’s still tingling. *shudders*
Anyways, my three best friends and I started a band. I have very talented musical hippie friends. I play the guitar, Opal plays piano, Claire plays drums, and Lila sings and is disturbingly good at sitar. Today, we finally figured out how to play Love You To, which Lila has been practicing very hard on, and now she can play all of the sitar solos. Opal also is working on the piano part of Love Song (by Sara Barielles), I was just practicing Here There and Everywhere. Claire is constantly playing the drum bit of Yellow Submarine, and it’s a little annoying. But it’s working out nicely, and it’s fun!
(Sorry, Silver Lining, that we didn’t invite you to join, but need I remind you of your instrumental, er, talents?)
Today I cleaned out our basement. We’re going to put the TV down there and there is copious shelving, so we’re putting board games and CDs and craft supplies down there too, leaving more shelving upstairs for books, which would probably mildew in the basement. It was quite fun, but very dusty, and I already had a stuffed-up nose (but my throat is getting better!) so now if I close my mouth I feel like I’m suffocating. Joy.
I need to go write thank-you notes to everyone who donated art or money to the fundraiser. That’s like thirty people.
Well. I have officially graduated the 8th grade.
Despite my cold, I managed to sing the Alma Mater without mishap, although OF COURSE they neglected to put my name in the program. My blurb was only messed up once, when they said I play violin (I did when I was 5). OF COURSE they didn’t even mention my singing or performing, but did mention my writing.
The two guys who sat in front of me hate me, so they kept turning around and insulting me and sniggering. I really could care less, but for your edification on their idiocy, here is the “conversation”:
Idiot #1: *sniggersniggersnigger*
Me: … *stares down*
Idiot #2: *whisperwhisperwhisper*
Both: *snigger*
Me: *rolls eyes*
Idiot #1: Stop staring at us!
Me: Well, there’s kind of nowhere else to look, since you sit in front of me and you keep turning around to bother Konrad.
Idiot #2: *whisper* *snigger*
Me: *blows nose quietly*
Idiot #1: (whispers something like) It has snot on its nose! Hehehehe. *snigger*
Both: *turn* *laugh*
Me: *taps #1 on shoulder a few minutes later after he’s been looking back and laughing for awhile* You must find the softball field hilarious.
Idiot #1: Ewwww, it touched me! Now I’ll have to wash my coat! Ewwww!
(time passes)
*turns around* Did you take your yearly shower before graduation?
Me: *stares down*
Idiot #2: Nope.
Both: *snigger*
Idiot #1: (right before I have to go up and sing the Alma Mater) You look f**ked up. *repeats ad infinitum*
Idiot #2: *apes #1*
Me: *sings Alma Mater* *ignores*
Awesome! Now you’re a freshie!
OK, I shall now post a bunch of random smilies. DON’T PoPoPo me, my grandpa wanted to see how smilies worked.
Italicize this! But not this. See, Bop-Bop? (Sorry, should really keep this to the HTML experiment thread…)
219, 220: Well, you COULD have just pressed the “preview” button and achieved the same results…
Sorry. I just have to be smart-aleky.
218: 8th grade boys are the worst.
Why do I think everybody here is my age? It must be the intellectual-ness of Muse Magazine that draws people, I guess. Though I suppose that there
are(why can’t I type right?) is a large amount of juniors/sophomores on here.Oof, I’m almost done with thank-you notes. I hate writing formula letters, but there’s no way I could have finished them in any reasonable amount of time otherwise.
And I ate a tomato and nearly died because I couldn’t breathe. And I’m all sore in inexplicable ways and I haven’t even done anything physical lately. This sucks. A lot. -hopes to get better soon-
And I’m downloading the next Doctor Who episode off iTunes. Here we go again!
I’m starving, so I must bid thee adieu, fair blog.
In response to Jadestone about roller coasters….97 DEGREES
*dies* The worst thing I’ve ever been on is the Tower of Terror. It’s a 199 free fall or thereabouts. I nearly FAINTED.
I’m not wild about roller coasters either. But what really bothers me is the teacup ride. I can find no fun it at all. And much nausea ensues.
A double ferris wheel at an amusement park by the sea on a clear night with a full moon — now that’s fun!
I have a friend who loves roller coasters and such and I’ve asked her to explain it. To her it comes down to screaming. She loves to scream and since roller coasters make her scream she loves going on them.
Axa/Rosanne:
I just really love the adrenaline rush I get, although to get it I have to be on a really wild one now. I’ve been on most at Great America now, and I almost never hold on to the cars (unless it’s one of the ones where you get jerked around so much you have to hold your head in place to keep from getting knocked out >.<). I don’t really scream though… sometimes I yell but it just feels weird to me. I never really scream when startled though, just jump, so it might be habit.
But I also just love the flying feeling I get from them, the speed and strength and the chance that something might just happen and you’ll go hurtling off into the air. Adrenaline, like I said. I’d love to go skydiving someday. But Vertical Velocity, The Giant Drop Raging Bull, I’m good with them all.
I love the tea cups! I don’t get nauseous at all, and it usually takes a lot to make me dizzy, but the last time I went me and Amber made it spin so fast I couldn’t keep myself from falling over in the cup, though we had to slow down a bit at the end because we were laughing too hard XD It’s like when you’re a little kid and spin and spin and spin in a circle until you can’t stand up and fall down. But some of my friends get sick on stuff like that, so I understand.
heh, I understand what you mean, my friend is the same way…I can feel that way about some rides but others I have this weird fear of the inevitability of falling etc
The flying feeling is why I secretly love Space Mountain. I never scream either! I like yelling dumb things though! Or yelling “WHHYYYYYYYY” etc
omg the teacups ♥ At Disneyland, they’re right next to Matterhorn so we always joke that our teacup is going to go flying into the side of the mountain. It’s all about getting the best teacup man, totally cutthroat about it lol
It’s hilarious to watch the other people spinning though. I’ve seen some of the dads with their little kids really get into it!
aww man now I want to go to Disneyland even more than before.
Great America? I heard about that on one of the many roller coaster shows on Discovery or something like that…it looks like a lot of fun.
I’ve only been to Disneyland once when I was little but I remember loving space mountain.
As for yelling random things, one of the best (works best at the front of a sitting-down non upside down ride) is to throw one fist in the air right before the first big hill and yell “FOR NARNIAAAAAA!!”
Or bring a chessboard
>.>
<.<
Which I DID
Even though the stupid ride broke it –_– We still bought the picture.
When I was a kid I loved going on the Matterhorn in the dark. You couldn’t see what was coming, which made the ride much more interesting than it was in the daytime.
Never quite understood the appeal of roller coasters. I get freaked out too easily.
We had a band competition at Great America in middle school. We also went there as our 8th grade class trip. I recall going on the rides aimed at little kids (in the middle of the school day when only band kids were there), playing lots of DDR, and almost going on the smallest roller coaster in the park before getting scared and deciding to hold my friends’ bags while they went on the ride.
I like roller coasters. Just about my entire family does too, although Mom can’t go on them due to low blood pressure, and my brother had a bad experience with one a while back. But the only one I went on and didn’t like, was because I had a hurt back, and once the back healed, I went on it again, and loved it. I dragged my friend on it later, she didn’t like it so much, but tolerated it. She doesn’t like roller coasters too much either. Oh, starting Saturday, I’m going to be out of town with minimal computer access. Possibly none. I might just not get on at all, that’d be interesting. Anyway, must get off now. I have to get ready for a pool party later.
I don’t really care for roller-coasters much, in part because I was terrified of them when I was younger. The only ones in Vienna are in the Prater,, which is way overpriced.
221) *is a sophomore* 8th grade boys are a bit better than 7th grade boy. *shudders while remembering the first semester of 7th grade in school*
I have a long weekend now… 15 more days until school ends. *is tired*
215.1.1) Spending money is awesome! It money you didn’t know you could have, so you didn’t plan anything for it and you can spend it on books and clothes and souvenirs and *trails of into praise of all the stuff you can buy in America for 25$* Mine always brings me chocolate and tries to overfeed me.
I love roller coasters!!!!! Well, I love the ones that aren’t scary like the Tower of Terror which I chickened out of at the last minute on our last family trip to Disney World-and I haven’t heard the end of it since. Thankfully I don’t have any real regrets because I know I probably would have just about passed out on the way in, let alone surviving all the scary stuff which I know is fake but I never remember that when I’m actually on the coaster.
I am a grapefruit?
*is clueless*
Je suis un pamplemousse.
Oh.
Yes, you are.
Isn’t that the most awesome French phrase ever?
oh god
There’s a guy who was in my class for all three years of middle school, we were sort of friends.
And his brother is in my sister’s class.
And apparently, he flipped over on his bike and has been unconscious for six hours.
He might have brain damage.
I’m so scared.
And I’m not supposed to tell anyone, but no one here knows him, I don’t know any Musebloggers in real life.
What if he’s not okay?
so scared
Oh god, I’m so sorry.
-doesn’t know what to say-
I’m so sorry, Tesseract. It must be awfully scary to be wondering how he’s doing. I hope he’s okay!
*Hugs+Chocolate*
Oh my gosh. That’s frightening.
-in same boat as Alice, has problems with sincerity-
My friend once slipped on some ice at school and had a concussion. He was never unconscious though, just in unbelievable amounts of pain. I would guess that me situation was not nearly as bad as yours is…
Oh gosh. I’m sure he’s OK. *says a prayer*
Oh my gods. I’m so sorry. *hugs* I’m sure he’ll be okay.
Oh, gosh. That sounds REALLY scary.
229.1-229.7 – Thanks, guys. He’s getting a little better every day, although he’s still in bad shape. He was due to have an MRI today that would show the extent of the brain damage, but I haven’t heard anything yet about what the results were. There have been many worse cases, including that of a son of my parents’ friends, where the patients eventually returned to the way they were–100% recovery–and hopefully this’ll be one of these cases.
He’s had a ton of people write on his wall on Facebook, and there’s a get well group and other things of the sort. I’m thinking I might try to go visit him early in the week.
I’m not big on roller coasters.
I just went to Kennywood. Pretty fun, but I can understand not liking roller coasters.
(230) Shuttle flights are worse.
I would love to go on a shuttle into space. Now that must be a real rush of adrenaline–there’s no real safety guarantee, you just have to trust it’ll hold together and nothing will go wrong. And seeing space and the earth… that’d be marvelous.
I would be fine with that because after the scariness I would actually have the reward of being in space and floating around.
How would you know?
Actually, aren’t the G-forces about the same? During launch/entry, the space shuttle crew pulls 2-3 Gs, and from what I can find on the Internet, on Kingda Ka, riders pull either 2-3 Gs, which is the same, or 4-5, which is MORE.
https://musefanpage.com/blog/?p=1469#comment-300716
Hi! We’re trying to set up an election in the Chronicles of Musica and we have lots of available positions! As of right now, we don’t have enough active members or candidates so please visit the link above! GAPAs, in the meantime it’d be really helpful to have a new thread for this because the old one’s beyond full and it’s pretty confusing to follow along.
Great. So my braces are off, but before I could bite into any heavenly caramels or apples, I was told that I have to wear my retainer CONSTANTLY for FOUR MONTHS. (Only to be taken out when I brush my teeth or after eating to rinse it out.) So it’s basically like I still have braces. And it hurts like you-know-what when I take the bottom retainer out and put it back in.
*rantrantrant*
Oh noes! I only have to wear a retainer at night. Why was I the fortunate one?
I had to wear it constantly for SIX months, but now I only wear it at night. (as I got my braces off mid-August last summer) I only have the top retainer, and a wire on the bottom, as the dentists are waiting for, you know, my wisdom teeth to come out. Soo, yeah. BUT, I can eat chewy stuff! (oh heavenly apples that are not in paper thin slices!)
I just got my retainer too. It tastes like *cake*, makes my teeth feel like *cake*, and kills like *cake*
I feel for you. I have a retainer for 3 years, because one of my teeth was growing in sideways (long story). I didn’t have to wear it constantly though, just a certain number of hours in a day. One-piece retainers are worse though: you can’t talk properly with them in (or cough). the “feels like cake” part will get better in time. That’s when the smell becomes a problem.
I have to get three or four teeth pulled because the adult teeth are coming in and the baby teeth aren’t coming out. AND I might get braces AND I have a huge overbite AND I want to bite the dentist.
*deja vu*
Try not to bite the dentist 
I had to have one of my teeth pulled because it wasn’t coming out and the adult tooth was growing in sideways. It kept growing in sideways even after the tooth was pulled, so I had to get a retainer and wear it at least 12 hours a day (I managed to avoid wearing it to school). I had an awful overbite too- and one of my lower front ones was practically sideways. But now I just got rid of the retainer after three years *parties* And it got (almost completely) rid of my overbite.
I think I meant to do this long ago… Anyway.
The RPG Alternative has been long dying. No more than five people remain, and they half-heartedly. We need ideas, rescuers, active people. We need anyone we can get. Yes, there have been two threads. Yes, quite a bit has happened. But not so much that it wouldn’t be easy to insert yourself. For those who disappeared from the thread: Come back! For those who never came: Come! There are a few rules, true, but they are hardly stricter then those you normally find. Please! Come!
I left when they put magic in. I’m not really inclined to come back.
I thought the whole idea of the thread was to avoid magic.
Those were the rules: No characters, powers or technology that don’t fit the 19th-century setting. No magic. No ninjas, time travelers from the future, or aliens. How quickly they forget.
It was, yes. That’s why I left when they put it in.
(Well, to be perfectly honest, I started to neglect it a bit before that… but I would have come back already if they hadn’t put that magic healing pool in.))
Three days until Endeavour takes off!
229~ I’m so sorry Tesseract. That must be so scary and painful, I don’t really know what to say. I hope he’s alright, and know that we’re all here for you. *hugs*
So, I just took my last Chemistry class and I never have to put up with the disruptive people in it who bothered me all year again!
237) You’re last one ever? Alas. I’m most likely going to have to take a ton more, especially when I get into college. *sigh*
Anywho….. good afternoon MB!
I might take it in college, but it’s my last class with THESE classmates!
Well. I had a most interesting afternoon.
Whilst sitting in my room, texting my friend and trying to decide whether I should include a green stripe in a bracelet I’m planning to make, I noticed a smallish animal meander by my porch. About the size of the cat, but certainly the wrong color. And wrong shape and…with a ringed tail and little mask. A quick glance at the clock confirmed my suspicions that this raccoon was out much too early to be acceptable (it was about quarter past 2). Standing safely inside my room I made noises, and the creature merely stared at me, wavering slightly on unsteady legs and then staggered of down the sidewalk. Definitely not well.
He went to the house, undoubtedly to eat the cat food, and I out on boots and headed out to warn mom and the friends who were over…they went home and Tim came back with a gun, but the raccoon disappeared and we couldn’t find it. So it’s still out there, somewhere. Makes one feel nice and safe, doesn’t it?
Ugh. Anyway, after cleaning up the porch (it threw up on the bricks outside, eeew) I’m now sick of the bleach smell and wet (took a shower) and wearing leftover clothing, as I’m all packed for going to a workshop tomorrow.
Exciting, no?
I don’t really like the thought of the raccoon still being out there somewhere. *shudders* It was in a bad way. Poor little guy, I actually really like raccoons, of the healthy, mischievous and adorable type. But not when they’re staring me down over a bowl of cat food, then they’re kind of frightening. Sharp teeth.
I hope Circles is safe. And up to date on rabies shots. I like raccoons, too, though I wish they weren’t so fond of cat food.
Woo-Hoo! School’s out, finals are over, and I am halfway done with high school!
*Runs off to celebrate*
239~ Thanks, I hope so too. I think all his shots are up to date, and since we haven’t seen him all day (it’s rainy and he’s probably sulking in the barn) we know he wasn’t anywhere near the porch during or after the raccoon was there. Just hope he doesn’t go after it, but he usually doesn’t chase anything bigger than rabbits.
I’m on vacation in one of the places I used to live and a few days ago this dog ran past pursuing a cat. it was actually foaming at the mouth, and when we called the police they reconnected us to some humane department branch who came and captured the dog. We were really worried about the cat in question, especially since it belongs to us (we only realized that later, since there are a lot of silvery-striped cats aroun here) but she’s had her rabies shots and hasn’t seemed ill since then. The humane department said the dog didn’t have any tags and they had to put it down. I cried for the rest of that afternoon.
HAPPY KOKONSPIRACY DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, yes, that’s right- Happy Kokonspiracy Day!
Happy Kokonspiracy day to you too!
Gooooooooooooooooooooood morning MB!
Question: This being the random thread, I’m allowed to post any random thing for any random reason, that I want, right?
Theoretically…
As long as it’s not pointless.
It could be pointless technically. I mean, it depends on your definition of pointlessness.
Being afflicted with that terrible thing known as high school, I am often unable to come on MB. Indubitably, when one does not blog for a long time, one is not aware of the events on the blog. However, I have a question.
What happened to the Morphing Chameleon Thread?
That’s true! I totally forgot about that thread! Where did it go?
People lost interest in it, so we scrapped it.
Well! After the excitement of broken glass and a rabid raccoon yesterday, a tree fell on the electric wires and we lost our power last night! Funfunfun.
Yesterdays was…quite amazing. I think I’d let a good amount of time pass before doing it again, however!
Tomorrow is the Zombie March in Chicago. I wish I could go downtown for it, but I’m volunteering for my band’s car wash
It is epic though. Tons of people in zombie garb moaning “braaaaains…” and crawling around. I think a few stores even give Zombie Discounts. *sigh*
Zombie March? Sounds cool. Pity it’s going to rain tomorrow.
Braaaaaaaaains…………….
248- I don’t know your definition of fun, but I’m not sure having no power is on mine. I guess it could be…
Having no power is on my list of fun things. It’s like camping but with better tents! Except more!
Sorry, I just woke up and bleeehhh I hate naps, I shouldn’t take them uhg. *groggy*
It’s fun as long as it doesn’t last too long. Then the food in the fridge starts to go bad, the nights are cold, the baths are freezing, and you have no access to MB.
We had an ice storm in 2002, and there was no power for maybe four days–more in some places. I was about eight, and I recall spending a lot of time in front of the fireplace. It was a happy time.
I’m free! No more classes, just Exams! And Endeavour takes off tomorrow!
PENGUINS WIN THE STANLY CUP WOOOOOO
Oh, gosh. Pittsburgh is currently going crazy. I went to see Mahler’s second symphony (so. amazing.) tonight, and got home just in time to see the very end of the game — and miss the massive crowds downtown.
You got to see Mahler’s second? Ugh, you’re lucky. That was being played in my city a few weeks ago, but I couldn’t go.
One of his other symphonies (I don’t know which one) we went to see when I was about five years old. My entire family fell asleep due to its length and, urm, restrained feel.
Daisy*Chain is currently at a phsycho sleepover that I was hanging out at… Complete chaos. I’ll see if survives the night… ((do you guys know that she invited me here? Well yeah we both go to the same school…!))
249(Jadestone)-*wants to live in Chicago*
I think they might be in other cities as well–if there’s any big ones near you, google the name of it and “zombie march.”
I am leaving town, and will be gone for two weeks. Just so you know.
I shouldn’t be up this early. I shouldn’t be on the computer this early. And besides, the launch was postponed because of a fuel leak.
Note-Hey, GAPAs? On Who’s Posted How Much, my different names (309, 311, 336, 796, 848, 1228, 1277, 2619) are all taking up their own spots. Can you please combine all those posts to AvalonGirl / fAiRyDrAgOn, since they’re all by me?
Alas, that is beyond our powers.
Far out brussel sprout. Ive been away too long.
The blog is so….crazy.
Am I meant to be only seeing a third (or something) of the pictures? Or am I outdated
Is school out for summer already? I have until 3 July for my two weeks of freedom. I want to go to USA! But your schooling system sounds uber hard…so maybe non. Its winter now and Im getting a flu jab next week. not only THAT but I have a cyst around a tooth that has yet to come up and so some Indian guy who took 4 of my teeth out once is going to make a “small incision” in my gum, attatch a gold chain (mouth bling? :0 ) and then pull the tooth up sounds crazy!
253- what sport? My city/country is going mad because there is some rugby thing, super 14? Rugby 7s? Im not sure, but there was a test match today in my city against France and I was there selling sausages to fundraise to go to our capital city for a venturer thing in Jan. It was crazy and everyone was drunk and we tried to sell glowsticks as well. failed. Someone gave us a free ticket because his friend lost his and he didnt want to go alone so we gave it to someone else and it was for the Terraces which is like a rugby mosh pit. Fi found a full packet of ciggarettes and put it in her pocket because she is wierd. Chris found out and was trying to be super hardcore and was begging her for them and then we met some guy smoking (weed) and Chris took the joint from him and started smoking it. I hate him, seriously!! He thinks he is soo cool -_-”
And the All Blacks lost.
Hello, Sam/Elwing! Good to see you again. MBers were just talking about you.
Some versions of Internet Explorer show only part of the avatars. We don’t know why. Other browsers are better behaved.
Our computer used to do the same thing, but it messed up and got fixed and now it shows the entire thing. Also, now I can actually see the “reply” thing.
Hello thar.
It was a big ice hockey game–the Stanly Cup, which is like the huge end of year tournament. The Pittsburgh Penguins beat the Detroit Redwings, who had won it last year and several times before that.
(should’ve been the Blackhawks)Sequoia: OHMIGOD MissSwann is driving me CRAZY humming Phantom songs…..SHUT UP!!!
MissSwann: Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensations/Darkness stirs and wakes imagination…
Seqoia: *grumble*
260) Another one of the perils of kokonvention: you might meet
or 
is disguise. That would make a good SSS.
Mind if I use that?
By the way, it might be good to take the shuttle off the calendar for today. We don’t want to confuse anybody.
250~ That was sarcasm. Rabid raccoons were also called “exciting” in that post. Power outages aren’t so bad, like POSOC said, if they’re relatively short and at a good time. But after Thursday being an ongoing crisis it was just the sort of thing that you’d be in hysterics after. Whether laughing, crying or screaming was entirely up to you, as all would be appropriate.
I’m in Alexandria. Glad I have internet, and super glad that I decided to pack my laptop.
Oh CAKE. I can’t believe that the message from the driving school instructor is no longer on my phone. I didn’t think I had deleted it! Expletive, expletive, expletive! I might be able to remember the number (only the last four digits I need to know, the others are the same as my dad’s number, so I can remember them). But I don’t know what those last digits are, and I think I threw away the note that I wrote it on. Expletive. Wait! It might be in my bag, in which case it would be with me even! Nope. Not there. Urgh. Maybe he’ll call back, but since it took me however many weeks to get back, he may have given up. *groans in fustration*
At least I have the other numbers I need.
Niagara…I need to call them too! >.<
I don’t like making calls unless it’s to my good friends. *whines*
Fiddler: Is it Instructor’s Choice driving school, in Old Town?
*can do lookups*
Alexandria, Virginia, or Alexandria, Egypt?
263~ No, it was the phone number of the instructor, who has a day job as a realtor or something, according to his answering machine. He called last month and I had no idea what my schedule was like (it’s for the driving lesson bit of drier’s ed) so I put off calling back untill a few days ago, and now I’ve lost the number. In any case, all I can really tell him is that I’ll be in town in August, but not untill then, since I’ll only have a few days (all of which are scheduled up already) when we get home next week before I’m gone again for a month. It’s just inconvenient.
I also need to contact the Niagara and figure out arrival plans and such.
And somehow order some marline (and have it come before I leave with enough time to make a ditty bag) and a rigger’s knife, if mom can’t make me one. The blade snapped on the one she was making, so now she has to start all over again. *is getting nervous*
Yesssssss!!! Summer!!! *happy dance*
Hello, everyone! Checking in from my cousin’s house! I’m going to see her in Honk!
Hi!
Is anybody else going to Days and the Arts?
You know what is incredibly embarrassing? When you send a few people an email for the first time, and realize after you send it that you got one of the email addresses wrong. So you go to your ‘Sent’ folder, and you send the email again, with the right address. And then you realize that you actually sent the darn thing to yourself. So then you go back again, and you send the email again, and you get it right, but by this time your email has ended up in the Trash, Koko knows how, and you’ve double posted to everyone else, and you’re worried all over again about what kind of first impression you’re going to make on these people. *headdesk* I don’t even know if the caking email went through anymore.
Gods, why do I always mess everything up? *sigh*
And what’s even worse is to go back, check your email again, and realize that it didn’t go through the second time either…. *double headdesk*
I was asked a few hours ago if I wanted to join a relay for life group of a friend, so I’ll be up all night walking and stuff now
Should be a lot of fun, I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.
I had a nice day today, even though I didn’t get to see the shuttle take off. I did a water station at a charity run and talked to one of my old teachers, and now I’m home alone, so nobody can throw me off the computer.
I am happy. Do you know why? *waits* Fine, I’ll tell you! Today was my dress rehearsal (for dance) and ’twas very fun. The little girls danced to a parody of “Material Girl” which was retitled “Cereal Girl”. I also got a new book (The Pocket Guide to Mischief, by Bart King) and *drum roll* MY MOTHER BOUGHT ME ABBEY ROAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *jumps up and down in hysterics* Yay!!!!
I am also freaked out. Do you know why? *waits* Fine, I’ll tell you! When I was at Borders, I saw *drum roll* “Soul Candy”. I wanted to take a picture of it, but Mom’s phone was in use. There over ten little bunnies… They were so adorable….*screams*
Hello loverly MB!
Erm, hello, loverly Kiwimuncher.