Dearest Darling Readers,
If you somehow managed to stomach that whole Post about the SAT's (I know I couldn't) I'm going to give all you readers (because there are SO many of you) at little something to be cheery about! I, like Freak, ADORE christmas. But I'm really into the traditional Christmas with music, wreaths, snow, a tree, and lost of preseys. My parents thought it would a good idea to use a hibiscus plant instead of a regular fir tree to just be weird. I had to stamp and kick my little feet to abolish that one. (I'm so horrible aren't I?) Anyway, I'm sure you all got excited at the mention of presents, so here you go! 5 websites sure to entertain during your long, winter stay-cation in front of the computer. Because I'm guess you all have parents like mine who don't believe in vacations, or traditional christmas trees....
The Inception button!
http://inception.davepedu.com/
For all of you who love Inception, here is a handy computerized button that plays that famous death chord from the movie just for you! Garnered to make any situation awkward and/or tense.
The Nooooooooo! button
http://www.nooooooooooooooo.com/
For those of you who love Star Wars! Garnered to express your innermost feelings every time a teacher hands back a test
Oddly Specific:
http://failblog.org/tag/oddly-specific/
A branch off the oh so popular failblog. This one, though, specialized specifically in fail signs. Along with Probably bad news, these are the more funny branches of failblog.
JacksonPollock
http://jacksonpollock.org/
Interactive site to make your own Jackson Pollock-esque work of art. Never fails to amuse me
Interactive Kaleidoscope:
http://www.zefrank.com/byokal/kal2.html
It's Kaleidoscopic!
And when all else fails, theres always youtube. My newest Favorite Channels being Tobuscus (his literal trailers are hilarious!) and Klaatu42 (Talking cats, cannot resist) and Schomoyoho (Auto tuning the news, whoda thunk) as well as the usual abridged series. If you haven't watched an abridged series, well, Freak and I enjoy them very much. Our Favorite's are Little Kuriboh's YuGiOh Abridged, Darksideincorperated's YuGiOg GX Abridged, as well as Ganxingba's Avatar, the last Airbender, abridged
So now that I have given you many different ways to entertain your empty mind this Holiday season, I hope you are now as extremely unproductive as I am. If not more.
Happy Holiday's!
<3 Bimbo
December 19, 2010
December 9, 2010
Random Tidbits of Joy...and Not So Joy
Dearest Darling Readers,
Soooooo...I did update my profile, but I did it without having to re-post it, since I figure what few readers we have won't want to see every single profile again. So, if you care to know about my current life, scroll alllllll the way back to July of two years ago.
Next on the agenda of this pointless post...the SATs. Remember back a while ago when I went on that rant about how pointless the PSATs are. Well, now it is SAT season and my view is quite the opposite. I love the SATs. I realize that while for some the SATs can be very stressful, I see the benefits. Sure, the SAT isn't really a good indicator of how you'll do in college and truly colleges should find some other way to standardized intelligence and work ethic testing, but since for now I must accept it, I am glad. I do fairly well in school, but my transcript is still cluttered with the occasional B. The SAT is a way to make up for it. Sure, it favors those who test well, but hey, I'm one of those people and I'm going to use it to my advantage. (For those of you who don't, there are always supplementary application components, additional essays, application videos, etc. for you to show colleges how fantastic you are!) But anyway, I see the SATs as a grand opportunity to make up for my sub-par transcript. My dream college is the University of Notre Dame, and for those of you familiar with its admissions process, you'll know how selective it is, particularly for those coming from more competitive school districts (i.e. DARIEN), so while for many schools, mostly As with occasional Bs might be fine, but for Notre Dame, I really need all As in all AP and Honors classes. Truly, an impossible feat. But, OHO! Here are the SATs! My savior in the form of a tree-killing packet printed on non-recyclable paper! I am super excited to take them (for the...4th time?) this year! I've taken them every year since about seventh grade, but this is the year that really counts! YAY SATs!
Now, for those of you who are now utterly weirded out by my love of standardized testing...
Today is my grandma's birthday. My grandma died about three months ago. I know that everyone loses people at some point in their lives, and almost everyone goes through the "firsts without" but that doesn't make it any easier. Thanksgiving was tough, but today has taken a toll on my dad. Sometimes I feel guilty that I don't feel as sad as I should because I see how sad the rest of my family is. But then I think that maybe that's a good thing that's just because of my outlook on life. I believe in heaven, and reincarnation. I know that seems wishy-washy and all you athiests out there probably see me as a foolish idealist, but hey, that's my prerogative. I believe that good people go to heaven and people with unfinished business are reincarnated. Weird for a Catholic, I know, but I make up my own beliefs. So when my grandma died, I knew she would be re-joining her husband, daughter, mother, and even my other grandma. So I wasn't so sad. Of course, my family is Irish and if any of you are familiar with the stereotypes of Irish funerals, I will confirm them now. Irish funerals are more like parties. If you cry, you're almost like an anomaly. I think that the Irish just tend to want to celebrate a person's life rather than mourn their death. Sure, everyone's obviously still sad, but not too sad. I've only been to one sad funeral in my life, and that was my other grandma, who is Korean. Korean funerals are sad. I've been to at least ten funerals in my life, and all but one were somewhat happy. Yeah, weird, I know, but that's just how my life has worked out so far.
Well, now that I've made you either depressed or utterly confused, I will end this post by sharing with you of my favorite Dr. Seuss quotes.
“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”
“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.”
“I meant what I said and I said what I meant.”
“How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
“And will you succeed? Yes indeed, yes indeed! Ninety-eight and three-quarters percent guaranteed!"
“Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the things you can think up if only you try!”
“Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them."
“Shorth is better than length.”
So, now that you have thoroughly enjoyed some of the greater words of true literary genius Theodor Seuss Geisel, get off of your computer, go outside, and get some fresh air and exercise. Toodles!
~Book
Soooooo...I did update my profile, but I did it without having to re-post it, since I figure what few readers we have won't want to see every single profile again. So, if you care to know about my current life, scroll alllllll the way back to July of two years ago.
Next on the agenda of this pointless post...the SATs. Remember back a while ago when I went on that rant about how pointless the PSATs are. Well, now it is SAT season and my view is quite the opposite. I love the SATs. I realize that while for some the SATs can be very stressful, I see the benefits. Sure, the SAT isn't really a good indicator of how you'll do in college and truly colleges should find some other way to standardized intelligence and work ethic testing, but since for now I must accept it, I am glad. I do fairly well in school, but my transcript is still cluttered with the occasional B. The SAT is a way to make up for it. Sure, it favors those who test well, but hey, I'm one of those people and I'm going to use it to my advantage. (For those of you who don't, there are always supplementary application components, additional essays, application videos, etc. for you to show colleges how fantastic you are!) But anyway, I see the SATs as a grand opportunity to make up for my sub-par transcript. My dream college is the University of Notre Dame, and for those of you familiar with its admissions process, you'll know how selective it is, particularly for those coming from more competitive school districts (i.e. DARIEN), so while for many schools, mostly As with occasional Bs might be fine, but for Notre Dame, I really need all As in all AP and Honors classes. Truly, an impossible feat. But, OHO! Here are the SATs! My savior in the form of a tree-killing packet printed on non-recyclable paper! I am super excited to take them (for the...4th time?) this year! I've taken them every year since about seventh grade, but this is the year that really counts! YAY SATs!
Now, for those of you who are now utterly weirded out by my love of standardized testing...
Today is my grandma's birthday. My grandma died about three months ago. I know that everyone loses people at some point in their lives, and almost everyone goes through the "firsts without" but that doesn't make it any easier. Thanksgiving was tough, but today has taken a toll on my dad. Sometimes I feel guilty that I don't feel as sad as I should because I see how sad the rest of my family is. But then I think that maybe that's a good thing that's just because of my outlook on life. I believe in heaven, and reincarnation. I know that seems wishy-washy and all you athiests out there probably see me as a foolish idealist, but hey, that's my prerogative. I believe that good people go to heaven and people with unfinished business are reincarnated. Weird for a Catholic, I know, but I make up my own beliefs. So when my grandma died, I knew she would be re-joining her husband, daughter, mother, and even my other grandma. So I wasn't so sad. Of course, my family is Irish and if any of you are familiar with the stereotypes of Irish funerals, I will confirm them now. Irish funerals are more like parties. If you cry, you're almost like an anomaly. I think that the Irish just tend to want to celebrate a person's life rather than mourn their death. Sure, everyone's obviously still sad, but not too sad. I've only been to one sad funeral in my life, and that was my other grandma, who is Korean. Korean funerals are sad. I've been to at least ten funerals in my life, and all but one were somewhat happy. Yeah, weird, I know, but that's just how my life has worked out so far.
Well, now that I've made you either depressed or utterly confused, I will end this post by sharing with you of my favorite Dr. Seuss quotes.
“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”
“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.”
“I meant what I said and I said what I meant.”
“How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?”
“And will you succeed? Yes indeed, yes indeed! Ninety-eight and three-quarters percent guaranteed!"
“Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the things you can think up if only you try!”
“Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them."
“Shorth is better than length.”
So, now that you have thoroughly enjoyed some of the greater words of true literary genius Theodor Seuss Geisel, get off of your computer, go outside, and get some fresh air and exercise. Toodles!
~Book
November 27, 2010
Freaks Updated Profile (So Exciting!)
Dearest Darling Readers,
Ok! So as promised, here's my updated profile...
GENERAL INFO
AGE:16
HOMETOWN: South Salem, NY
HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown
HEIGHT: 5'2"
(Most of That ^ didn't change)
SCHOOL STUFF
GRADE: 11
GPA: No clue anymore, trying not to freak about it during Junior Year
FAVORITE SUBJECT: Ceramics (but American Lit and History are fun b/c of the teachers)
FAVORITES
COLOR: Purple
INDOOR ACTIVITY: Reading...or Beading
OUTDOOR ACTIVITY: Rollerblading...or my trampoline!
MUSIC: ...Can't choose favorite (I love most kinds of music)
BOOKS: Harry Potter Series, Percy Jackson Series, Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Eragon Series
HISTORICAL FIGURE: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
SPORTS: Wrestling, Football, Quidditch, Soccer
FOOD: Italian
TV SHOWS: Burn notice, NCIS, NCIS: LA, Psych, House
MOVIES: Star Trek, Transformers, Iron Man 1&2, Eight Legged Freaks
OTHER NOTES
Still involved in lots of volunteer work...SADD, Kids in Crisis, and SGB
Still like swearing
Still love Arizona
Still obsessed with wrestling
That my dear friends is me in a nutshell!
Ok! So as promised, here's my updated profile...
GENERAL INFO
AGE:16
HOMETOWN: South Salem, NY
HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown
HEIGHT: 5'2"
(Most of That ^ didn't change)
SCHOOL STUFF
GRADE: 11
GPA: No clue anymore, trying not to freak about it during Junior Year
FAVORITE SUBJECT: Ceramics (but American Lit and History are fun b/c of the teachers)
FAVORITES
COLOR: Purple
INDOOR ACTIVITY: Reading...or Beading
OUTDOOR ACTIVITY: Rollerblading...or my trampoline!
MUSIC: ...Can't choose favorite (I love most kinds of music)
BOOKS: Harry Potter Series, Percy Jackson Series, Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Eragon Series
HISTORICAL FIGURE: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
SPORTS: Wrestling, Football, Quidditch, Soccer
FOOD: Italian
TV SHOWS: Burn notice, NCIS, NCIS: LA, Psych, House
MOVIES: Star Trek, Transformers, Iron Man 1&2, Eight Legged Freaks
OTHER NOTES
Still involved in lots of volunteer work...SADD, Kids in Crisis, and SGB
Still like swearing
Still love Arizona
Still obsessed with wrestling
That my dear friends is me in a nutshell!
Santa Claus is Coming to Town (Soon...)
Dearest Darling Readers,
Hello, I've decided to post now since we're coming up on wrestling season in a few days and once that starts I won't have much time to post. (although I'll still post more than Geek ;D) Anywho...Thanksgiving was a few days ago and I spent it at my cousins house with some of their relatives from England! It was fun because we taught the kids from the U.K. how to play American football and the card game: Five Crowns. (my family is REALLY big on card games... and other fun games that involve minimal exercise!)
If it was Thanksgiving, then that means the Turkey Bowl occurred...We lost horribly. Only because 5 of our really good players got arrested. Why? you may ask...well readers that is because they decided to spray paint our rival school's, well everything. And they got caught...Idiots.
It is officially less than a month till Christmas! Everyone get excited! It's only 28 days away...if you can't tell I LOVE Christmas. It's my favorite holiday, I know almost everyone says that but for me it's about a lot more than presents and food. It's about my entire family gathering at my house and trading secret santa gifts, my brothers being home, and all the decorations around my house. Christmas has always been a big deal in my family, since it was my mom's mother's favorite holiday, and she died right before Christmas...with her wish being that her death wouldn't stop her family from enjoying Christmas...and it hasn't!
Anyway, if there's only 28 days till Christmas...that means there's only 21 days till my birthday! That's right faithful readers, the youngest author of this blog will finally be as old as her commrades (at least for a little while) I'm really excited for this and it's going to be awesome, mostly because...I have no wrestling meet that day! Even though it's a Saturday! (which is when our meets are usually...but JVs aren't allowed at the Derby Tournament, there's a long story behind that, that involves B&E and theivery...)
Anyway, wow for not having a post prepared...this is a long post...OH WELL! Hope you had a great Thanksgiving, now go out and listen to some Christmas music! :D
-Freak
P.S. My updated profile will be posted within the hour (because I know you're all anxiously awaiting that...)
Hello, I've decided to post now since we're coming up on wrestling season in a few days and once that starts I won't have much time to post. (although I'll still post more than Geek ;D) Anywho...Thanksgiving was a few days ago and I spent it at my cousins house with some of their relatives from England! It was fun because we taught the kids from the U.K. how to play American football and the card game: Five Crowns. (my family is REALLY big on card games... and other fun games that involve minimal exercise!)
If it was Thanksgiving, then that means the Turkey Bowl occurred...We lost horribly. Only because 5 of our really good players got arrested. Why? you may ask...well readers that is because they decided to spray paint our rival school's, well everything. And they got caught...Idiots.
It is officially less than a month till Christmas! Everyone get excited! It's only 28 days away...if you can't tell I LOVE Christmas. It's my favorite holiday, I know almost everyone says that but for me it's about a lot more than presents and food. It's about my entire family gathering at my house and trading secret santa gifts, my brothers being home, and all the decorations around my house. Christmas has always been a big deal in my family, since it was my mom's mother's favorite holiday, and she died right before Christmas...with her wish being that her death wouldn't stop her family from enjoying Christmas...and it hasn't!
Anyway, if there's only 28 days till Christmas...that means there's only 21 days till my birthday! That's right faithful readers, the youngest author of this blog will finally be as old as her commrades (at least for a little while) I'm really excited for this and it's going to be awesome, mostly because...I have no wrestling meet that day! Even though it's a Saturday! (which is when our meets are usually...but JVs aren't allowed at the Derby Tournament, there's a long story behind that, that involves B&E and theivery...)
Anyway, wow for not having a post prepared...this is a long post...OH WELL! Hope you had a great Thanksgiving, now go out and listen to some Christmas music! :D
-Freak
P.S. My updated profile will be posted within the hour (because I know you're all anxiously awaiting that...)
November 12, 2010
Band Geeks *Sniggers*
Dearest Darling Readers,
Hey! We've started a band! That's right! We've finally mashed out mediocre talents together to make Just about the most epic band ever! So right now we only have 7 people. Yeah I know, super small. The weird ting is that Book is not a part of our band *gasp!*. Unbeknownst to her, she's our manager, so it's all good. But yeah we are a giant freaking band that goes by the name of Wrong Way Rabbit. I personally came up with the name and it is based off one of my favorite children's stories about a rabbit who did everything backwards. Story of my life, except I am not a rabbit. At any rate, here is the line up:
Lead Guitar: An Awesome Sophomore on my odyssey of the mind team named Caroline
Back-up Guitar: And Awesome Junior on my odyssey of the mind team named Dillon. Actually other then Book, there is only one odyssey team mate who ISN'T in our band. Well the reason he is back-up is because he can play guitar, but hadn't exactly played for a long time before we started the band which is SUPER helpful but we work with it.
Bass: Odyssey team member #3, Mike. He's our newest member so, yay snaps for Mike. Seriously though, he's annoying. I'm just kidding. We were having a lot of trouble finding a bassist before he came into the picture. But once that was settled, the band was formed. More snaps for Mike.
Drums: Believe it or not, the is Geek. I know she has yet to post on this blog and that is supremely lame because she is really very awesome. She rocks it out on the drums, and lends us our house for 2 hours every week-end to practice. She's the only one with both a drum set and a piano.
Vocals: This is a sophomore by the name of Catie. I'm not actually super familiar with her but she's tight with Golino and Mike and can hold a tune so we have accepted her into our hodgepodge of a band.
By this point you may be thinking, well they've covered the BASIS of a band, what else do they need? Well, the next two are ones I consider kind of bonus members. We're not technically needed but we're here regardless.
Freak: She really wanted to be in our band but, unfortunately, doesn't play and instrument. When this band was only talk, she was our metaphorical bassist. But she does own a bass, or play. That's how Mike was able to make our band a reality. At any rate, she plays what i like to call the misc. She plays Tambourine, sleigh bells, maracas. Whatever we need. Snaps for Freak :)
Last but not least, moi, Bimbo: At first I was a little bit upset because I started this band, came up with the name, and write songs, but yet I wasn't technically needed. I play piano you see, which can be recorded and played back on a computer quite easily. But I have made my role essential, and there's no way I'm quitting. So I've kind of expanded my role to be Piano, keyboard, and Ukulele. I also just learned to do synth stuff on my keyboard. yay to me :)
I hope you enjoyed this description of us, we're quite unique if I do say so myself. Hopefully we'll got bigger and better. Right now we just play at Grace's house. If you live in the Darien area, look out for us at town stuff. We'll be trying for gigs once we get more then one song down. We play mostly alternative rock. Our first song is what I've Done by Linkin Park. Our Second song is Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, and third is the black Parade by My Chemical Romance. We're just doing covers right now, if you can't already tell. This will probably also give you a good idea of the type of music we play. We're also on youtube, check us out!
LUUURVE,
Bimbo
Hey! We've started a band! That's right! We've finally mashed out mediocre talents together to make Just about the most epic band ever! So right now we only have 7 people. Yeah I know, super small. The weird ting is that Book is not a part of our band *gasp!*. Unbeknownst to her, she's our manager, so it's all good. But yeah we are a giant freaking band that goes by the name of Wrong Way Rabbit. I personally came up with the name and it is based off one of my favorite children's stories about a rabbit who did everything backwards. Story of my life, except I am not a rabbit. At any rate, here is the line up:
Lead Guitar: An Awesome Sophomore on my odyssey of the mind team named Caroline
Back-up Guitar: And Awesome Junior on my odyssey of the mind team named Dillon. Actually other then Book, there is only one odyssey team mate who ISN'T in our band. Well the reason he is back-up is because he can play guitar, but hadn't exactly played for a long time before we started the band which is SUPER helpful but we work with it.
Bass: Odyssey team member #3, Mike. He's our newest member so, yay snaps for Mike. Seriously though, he's annoying. I'm just kidding. We were having a lot of trouble finding a bassist before he came into the picture. But once that was settled, the band was formed. More snaps for Mike.
Drums: Believe it or not, the is Geek. I know she has yet to post on this blog and that is supremely lame because she is really very awesome. She rocks it out on the drums, and lends us our house for 2 hours every week-end to practice. She's the only one with both a drum set and a piano.
Vocals: This is a sophomore by the name of Catie. I'm not actually super familiar with her but she's tight with Golino and Mike and can hold a tune so we have accepted her into our hodgepodge of a band.
By this point you may be thinking, well they've covered the BASIS of a band, what else do they need? Well, the next two are ones I consider kind of bonus members. We're not technically needed but we're here regardless.
Freak: She really wanted to be in our band but, unfortunately, doesn't play and instrument. When this band was only talk, she was our metaphorical bassist. But she does own a bass, or play. That's how Mike was able to make our band a reality. At any rate, she plays what i like to call the misc. She plays Tambourine, sleigh bells, maracas. Whatever we need. Snaps for Freak :)
Last but not least, moi, Bimbo: At first I was a little bit upset because I started this band, came up with the name, and write songs, but yet I wasn't technically needed. I play piano you see, which can be recorded and played back on a computer quite easily. But I have made my role essential, and there's no way I'm quitting. So I've kind of expanded my role to be Piano, keyboard, and Ukulele. I also just learned to do synth stuff on my keyboard. yay to me :)
I hope you enjoyed this description of us, we're quite unique if I do say so myself. Hopefully we'll got bigger and better. Right now we just play at Grace's house. If you live in the Darien area, look out for us at town stuff. We'll be trying for gigs once we get more then one song down. We play mostly alternative rock. Our first song is what I've Done by Linkin Park. Our Second song is Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, and third is the black Parade by My Chemical Romance. We're just doing covers right now, if you can't already tell. This will probably also give you a good idea of the type of music we play. We're also on youtube, check us out!
LUUURVE,
Bimbo
Bimbo's 2010 update profile. YAY!!
Dearest Darling Readers,
GENERAL INFO
Age: 16
Hometown: Norwalk, CT
Distinguishing features: Still Blonde and Still good looking ;)
Height: Still short :(
SCHOOL STUFF
Grade: Junior
GPA: None of your business! (Though seriously why is this a section?)
Favorite Subject: Ceramics
Out of school activities: Quidditch, Odyssey of he Mind, Debate team, piano
FAVORITES
Color: Blue
Indoor Activity: Reading
Outdoor Activity:
Music: Florence + The Machine, Beatles, and MCR
Books: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Historical Figure: Meryl Streep
Sports: Quidditch/ Figure Skating
Food: Sushi
Tv Shows: Psych, Castle, and OnePiece
Movies: Star Trek, Transformers, Vertigo, Avatar (not the last air bender, Kickass, 10 THings I hate About You, 500 Days of Summer
GENERAL INFO
Age: 16
Hometown: Norwalk, CT
Distinguishing features: Still Blonde and Still good looking ;)
Height: Still short :(
SCHOOL STUFF
Grade: Junior
GPA: None of your business! (Though seriously why is this a section?)
Favorite Subject: Ceramics
Out of school activities: Quidditch, Odyssey of he Mind, Debate team, piano
FAVORITES
Color: Blue
Indoor Activity: Reading
Outdoor Activity:
Music: Florence + The Machine, Beatles, and MCR
Books: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
Historical Figure: Meryl Streep
Sports: Quidditch/ Figure Skating
Food: Sushi
Tv Shows: Psych, Castle, and OnePiece
Movies: Star Trek, Transformers, Vertigo, Avatar (not the last air bender, Kickass, 10 THings I hate About You, 500 Days of Summer
October 28, 2010
Aisha Kandisha And The Kappa
Dearest Darling Readers,
Ok so I know a while back there was a post on here about kids shows, now I don't remember whether or not TMNT was on it...but it should be. I have, just tonight, figured out where, I think, it came from. I was watching a Destination Truth marathon (because i'm cool like that) and they went to Japan to investigate a river monster called a Kappa. It is part turlte, and when they interviewed an eye-witness they asked what the Kappa looked like...the man said it looked like a Ninja Turtle! It made my day, one of the biggest questions of my childhood has been answered.
One the subject of children's shows and questions being answered, I always wondered why whenever Blue did something right, they would say "good job girl." Now When I was 10 I figured out that Blue was a girl...and Magenta was a guy! Now how does that happen, did Magenta get a sex change, or is it just that Magenta doesn't exist? (I need this question answered!)
Plus there was a show on when I was little that had this freaky lemur thing on it and it was kind of like Blues Clues, only with cooler animals and CGI effects, it used to terrify me...if anyone can tell me what show I'm thinking of...HELP ME!
OK, as I type this I'm watching Destination Truth...and they are not only traveling in a tank in Siberia, they're investigating a succubus in Morroco called Aisha Kandisha...WTF?! I'm so confused!
Yeah I watch too much Destination Truth, I should probably stop watching Syfy...
<3 Freak (No relation to the Freake Family from the Puritan times)
Ok so I know a while back there was a post on here about kids shows, now I don't remember whether or not TMNT was on it...but it should be. I have, just tonight, figured out where, I think, it came from. I was watching a Destination Truth marathon (because i'm cool like that) and they went to Japan to investigate a river monster called a Kappa. It is part turlte, and when they interviewed an eye-witness they asked what the Kappa looked like...the man said it looked like a Ninja Turtle! It made my day, one of the biggest questions of my childhood has been answered.
One the subject of children's shows and questions being answered, I always wondered why whenever Blue did something right, they would say "good job girl." Now When I was 10 I figured out that Blue was a girl...and Magenta was a guy! Now how does that happen, did Magenta get a sex change, or is it just that Magenta doesn't exist? (I need this question answered!)
Plus there was a show on when I was little that had this freaky lemur thing on it and it was kind of like Blues Clues, only with cooler animals and CGI effects, it used to terrify me...if anyone can tell me what show I'm thinking of...HELP ME!
OK, as I type this I'm watching Destination Truth...and they are not only traveling in a tank in Siberia, they're investigating a succubus in Morroco called Aisha Kandisha...WTF?! I'm so confused!
Yeah I watch too much Destination Truth, I should probably stop watching Syfy...
<3 Freak (No relation to the Freake Family from the Puritan times)
October 15, 2010
Pointless Satanism And Tyranny
Dearest Darling Readers,
Tomorrow is the PSAT. Super awesome. Sooo many things wrong with it.
First of all, when you register, they give you a practice PSAT. PSAT, while I feel my acronymn (title) is more appropriate, stands for Practice SAT (Scholastic Aptitude Test). Now, why you need a practice practice SAT, I do not know. Oh wait, some people feel the need to study and practice for this pointless test because there is a .000001% chance that they could earn a couple of Starbuck's coffee's worth of scholarship money. It's really, really awesome.
So basically, the CollegeBoard has decided that it's really necessary to make juniors and sophomores feel that it's necessary to sit for this 3-hour exam on a Saturday morning in order to take in the $13 each kid pays to take the test (second, paying for a test? it's like paying for a root canal, the insurance should cover it).
Second of all, the PSAT is almost always a completely inaccurate respresentation of how you will do on the real SAT. A girl on my debate team scored 450 points higher on the SAT than the PSAT. It literally has no legitimate purpose except to create revenue for the CollegeBoard and to ruin teenagers' lives.
Personally, I am choosing to take the better route and instead of studying, I'm going to spend my time in a more valuable way with my boyfriend. I urge you all to, if you have to take it, just wing it. It's not like it counts for anything.
~Book
Tomorrow is the PSAT. Super awesome. Sooo many things wrong with it.
First of all, when you register, they give you a practice PSAT. PSAT, while I feel my acronymn (title) is more appropriate, stands for Practice SAT (Scholastic Aptitude Test). Now, why you need a practice practice SAT, I do not know. Oh wait, some people feel the need to study and practice for this pointless test because there is a .000001% chance that they could earn a couple of Starbuck's coffee's worth of scholarship money. It's really, really awesome.
So basically, the CollegeBoard has decided that it's really necessary to make juniors and sophomores feel that it's necessary to sit for this 3-hour exam on a Saturday morning in order to take in the $13 each kid pays to take the test (second, paying for a test? it's like paying for a root canal, the insurance should cover it).
Second of all, the PSAT is almost always a completely inaccurate respresentation of how you will do on the real SAT. A girl on my debate team scored 450 points higher on the SAT than the PSAT. It literally has no legitimate purpose except to create revenue for the CollegeBoard and to ruin teenagers' lives.
Personally, I am choosing to take the better route and instead of studying, I'm going to spend my time in a more valuable way with my boyfriend. I urge you all to, if you have to take it, just wing it. It's not like it counts for anything.
~Book
October 3, 2010
Sometime's Life come's around, and it knocks you down, just get back up when it knocks you down
Dearest Darling Readers,
As Book verified in our last post, we've been dealing with some really heavy blows this year but we've been dealing with them in every way we can. Junior year has been THE WORST but we all ways keep this in mind:
Then best part of our live's was probably between the ages of 4-1o, then next best come's after high school, for college and the years beyond. The worst part's are the years between, middle school and high school. That's seven years. It's seems like forever but compared to the 80 or so years we're on this earth, it's minuscule. But even though youth is short, life is long, and decisions we make now are the one's that follow us for the longest time. It's almost impossible to change the world when we're young, so we gotta stick through it and build ourselves a sturdy foundation so when we're unleashed upon the world, we can tell all those rotten adults who are polluting our world with hate and trash exactly were to stick it, and hope to make some change. Doing dangerous thing's is fun, but the consequences aren't. Adults say they expect more of us, but do they really? THey expect us to screw up royally. They say teenager's like we're all fucked up trouble maker's. And why would you want to prove them right? Isn't that the whole point of breaking the law and doing crazy things? To go against them? There are many way's to rebel, but the best is the kind that you benefit from.
Remember: What ever doesn't kill us, better run away screaming
<3 Bimbo
As Book verified in our last post, we've been dealing with some really heavy blows this year but we've been dealing with them in every way we can. Junior year has been THE WORST but we all ways keep this in mind:
Then best part of our live's was probably between the ages of 4-1o, then next best come's after high school, for college and the years beyond. The worst part's are the years between, middle school and high school. That's seven years. It's seems like forever but compared to the 80 or so years we're on this earth, it's minuscule. But even though youth is short, life is long, and decisions we make now are the one's that follow us for the longest time. It's almost impossible to change the world when we're young, so we gotta stick through it and build ourselves a sturdy foundation so when we're unleashed upon the world, we can tell all those rotten adults who are polluting our world with hate and trash exactly were to stick it, and hope to make some change. Doing dangerous thing's is fun, but the consequences aren't. Adults say they expect more of us, but do they really? THey expect us to screw up royally. They say teenager's like we're all fucked up trouble maker's. And why would you want to prove them right? Isn't that the whole point of breaking the law and doing crazy things? To go against them? There are many way's to rebel, but the best is the kind that you benefit from.
Remember: What ever doesn't kill us, better run away screaming
<3 Bimbo
September 20, 2010
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Dearest Darling Readers,
This last week has been the hardest week of my life and this week is gonna suck too. Life just hasn't been kind to me lately. I'm not going to go into details cause I'm having a big personal problem, but basically first my Grandma died and then this past weekend I got the worst news of my entire life (no exaggeration, Bimbo, Geek, and Freak can vouch for this), and then I failed my last math test. Life has been AWESOME. I'm pretty sure God hates me, and yeah, He's got some pretty good reasons to, but no one should EVER have to go through what I'm going through now. So be good, stay in school, don't do drugs, don't have pre-marital sex, and look both ways before your cross the street.
~Book
This last week has been the hardest week of my life and this week is gonna suck too. Life just hasn't been kind to me lately. I'm not going to go into details cause I'm having a big personal problem, but basically first my Grandma died and then this past weekend I got the worst news of my entire life (no exaggeration, Bimbo, Geek, and Freak can vouch for this), and then I failed my last math test. Life has been AWESOME. I'm pretty sure God hates me, and yeah, He's got some pretty good reasons to, but no one should EVER have to go through what I'm going through now. So be good, stay in school, don't do drugs, don't have pre-marital sex, and look both ways before your cross the street.
~Book
September 7, 2010
Concerned American
Dearest Darling Readers,
Ok so we're coming up on nine years since the horrible tradgedy of 9/11. And now I just heard of this priest in like Texas who wants to, on the aniversary 9/11, make a pile of kurans and use them as bonfire fuel! How horrible is that?!
I heard about it and I was outraged, you can't just burn a book, any book, but espe3cially a religous text. If people went around burning the bible, the nation would be outraged, but burning the Kuran is not as bad?! That's horrible. Some people in this country are horrible stereotypers, they believe that just because a SMALL group of Muslims are extremist, and blow themselves up, that all Muslims are like that. People need to understand that not all groups can be stereotyped, honestly no groups can be. Not all italians are Guidos, not all Irish are drunks and not all English people have bad teeth.
People may not agree with me but honestly you can't just burn a religious book. No matter what.
Freak
Ok so we're coming up on nine years since the horrible tradgedy of 9/11. And now I just heard of this priest in like Texas who wants to, on the aniversary 9/11, make a pile of kurans and use them as bonfire fuel! How horrible is that?!
I heard about it and I was outraged, you can't just burn a book, any book, but espe3cially a religous text. If people went around burning the bible, the nation would be outraged, but burning the Kuran is not as bad?! That's horrible. Some people in this country are horrible stereotypers, they believe that just because a SMALL group of Muslims are extremist, and blow themselves up, that all Muslims are like that. People need to understand that not all groups can be stereotyped, honestly no groups can be. Not all italians are Guidos, not all Irish are drunks and not all English people have bad teeth.
People may not agree with me but honestly you can't just burn a religious book. No matter what.
Freak
August 2, 2010
Summer of Hell
Dearest Darling Readers,
Just kidding. Right now, my summer is, sortof, at a high point cause Bimbo has joined me at my summer house for the week. I am still missing all of my other friends and my boyfriend, but now it's a little better. Anyway, my summer house is 894.68 miles away from my normal house, which is pretty far. My friend Patricia refused to come pick me up to go get ice cream. How selfish of her :-P
Anyhoo, I'm just writing this post while Bimbo sits in her nest (aka the top bunk) knitting a tube sock scarf. It's actually kinda cool. I was trying to knit a scarf yesterday but I was having some small problems. I've never knit a scarf before, usually just headbands and bracelets, and once a belt which has been long lost.
Well, basically I don't really have a point to this post except that here is a partial list of foods I don't like:
-lima beans
-brussel sprouts
-chocolate cake
-watermelon
-peanut butter
-chocolate ice cream
-chocolate fudge
-fish
-shrimp
-lamb chops
-pork chops
-duck
-goose
-venison
-cauliflower
-asparagus
-people
-mushrooms
and there's probably more cause im an extremely picky eater, but that's all i can think of for now.
you probably were definitely very interested in knowing all about the foods i dont like. im sure you were glued to your computer screen.
i know no one cares about all the details of my life, but hey, im here to tell you about them anyway!
toodles.
Book
PS. HAPPY SHARK WEEK!
Just kidding. Right now, my summer is, sortof, at a high point cause Bimbo has joined me at my summer house for the week. I am still missing all of my other friends and my boyfriend, but now it's a little better. Anyway, my summer house is 894.68 miles away from my normal house, which is pretty far. My friend Patricia refused to come pick me up to go get ice cream. How selfish of her :-P
Anyhoo, I'm just writing this post while Bimbo sits in her nest (aka the top bunk) knitting a tube sock scarf. It's actually kinda cool. I was trying to knit a scarf yesterday but I was having some small problems. I've never knit a scarf before, usually just headbands and bracelets, and once a belt which has been long lost.
Well, basically I don't really have a point to this post except that here is a partial list of foods I don't like:
-lima beans
-brussel sprouts
-chocolate cake
-watermelon
-peanut butter
-chocolate ice cream
-chocolate fudge
-fish
-shrimp
-lamb chops
-pork chops
-duck
-goose
-venison
-cauliflower
-asparagus
-people
-mushrooms
and there's probably more cause im an extremely picky eater, but that's all i can think of for now.
you probably were definitely very interested in knowing all about the foods i dont like. im sure you were glued to your computer screen.
i know no one cares about all the details of my life, but hey, im here to tell you about them anyway!
toodles.
Book
PS. HAPPY SHARK WEEK!
July 8, 2010
I'm Back, Stupid Internet
Dearest Darling Readers,
Hello again, it has literally been like months since I last posted. Why? you may ask... because the internet hates me with a burning passion. I'm not even kidding. It would not let me log on, i was like entering the email and the password all correctly but nNOO it wouldn't let me on...Ok rant over.
I'm not really prepared with a post, it's summer here, and in summer I kind of stop everything and get my nights and days mixed up. I stay up till two in the morning and wake up at one thirty in the after noon. And during the time I am awake I either sit in my brother's room, or as geek likes to call it "The Sitting Room" and stare at the computer and tv or I'm out side on my trampoline. One of which i recently broke by bending the legs at an odd angle. Ok, I'm just rambling now...this post needs a point.
Ok, so summer. My favorite time of year. I mean yeah it gets hot, but i love the heat and sun. I hate snow and cold. My two least favorite things are cold and wet. AlthoughI do like thunderstorms. Anyway, I like the heat. But HATE humidity. It messes with my hair and makes everyone really sweaty. I want to move to Arizona where ther is no humidity...You can ask the other girls on this blog, I am like obsessed with Arizona.
I went there on spring break! It was sooo fun, I got to annoy my brothers and meet their roommates and girlfriends. They both go to the university of Arizona. Which is where I'll be going for college. :D
Speaking of college, have you ever actually listened to some colleges fight songs, they make no sense! no offense to the people who wrote them. UA's fight song is called "Bear Down Arizona" and their team is the Wildcats...the song was written by some band leader who was coming to get a job at the university and saw the 'Bear Down' written on the roof of a building on campus. They were the last words spoken to a coach by one of his players during a really important football game. The kid died, from a car crash.
Anyway, i'm going to stop rambling now, although i know Bimbo will laugh at me for this post, I'll hit her...I just wanted to get some thing up! :D
-Freak
Hello again, it has literally been like months since I last posted. Why? you may ask... because the internet hates me with a burning passion. I'm not even kidding. It would not let me log on, i was like entering the email and the password all correctly but nNOO it wouldn't let me on...Ok rant over.
I'm not really prepared with a post, it's summer here, and in summer I kind of stop everything and get my nights and days mixed up. I stay up till two in the morning and wake up at one thirty in the after noon. And during the time I am awake I either sit in my brother's room, or as geek likes to call it "The Sitting Room" and stare at the computer and tv or I'm out side on my trampoline. One of which i recently broke by bending the legs at an odd angle. Ok, I'm just rambling now...this post needs a point.
Ok, so summer. My favorite time of year. I mean yeah it gets hot, but i love the heat and sun. I hate snow and cold. My two least favorite things are cold and wet. AlthoughI do like thunderstorms. Anyway, I like the heat. But HATE humidity. It messes with my hair and makes everyone really sweaty. I want to move to Arizona where ther is no humidity...You can ask the other girls on this blog, I am like obsessed with Arizona.
I went there on spring break! It was sooo fun, I got to annoy my brothers and meet their roommates and girlfriends. They both go to the university of Arizona. Which is where I'll be going for college. :D
Speaking of college, have you ever actually listened to some colleges fight songs, they make no sense! no offense to the people who wrote them. UA's fight song is called "Bear Down Arizona" and their team is the Wildcats...the song was written by some band leader who was coming to get a job at the university and saw the 'Bear Down' written on the roof of a building on campus. They were the last words spoken to a coach by one of his players during a really important football game. The kid died, from a car crash.
Anyway, i'm going to stop rambling now, although i know Bimbo will laugh at me for this post, I'll hit her...I just wanted to get some thing up! :D
-Freak
July 2, 2010
[insert capitivating title here]
Dearest Darling Readers,
So obviously I'm not feeling too creative today (note my title)...because I'm stuck inside all day with torn cartilage in my knee. This wouldn't be so bad had it happened last week when the weather sucked. However, the weather here in Michigan is GORGEOUS for the first time in two weeks. SUPER! Well, I guess it's my fault, anyway. I was at tennis camp and I hurt my knee on Monday night and proceeded to continue to play tennis on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Probably not my smartest move ever.
Anyway, I'm posting now both because I'm stuck in bed and because I haven't posted anything in a while. Of course, I HAVE posted more than any of my partners in crime (AHEM AHEM HINT HINT).
Well, this post isn't really about anything in particular, mostly I'm just bored. I'm in Michigan and most of my friends are back in Connecticut having fun together and creating inside jokes WITHOUT ME! I mean, I have friends here, but it's not the same cause I only see them for two months of the year.
I'm going to write a really bad story that makes absolutely no sense.
Once upon a time, on a dark and stormy night, in a world where elves are not discriminated against because of their height, there was a girl named Lisa. Lisa was a republican.
She was a perfectly nice republican, but a republican nonetheless. Everyone hated her and made fun of her because one day, ONE DAY, she wore a McCain pin to school. People threw food, and rocks, at her, and eventually she had no friends and she just kept to herself a lot.
One day, she was so fed up with her life that she decided to write a letter to her idol, Sarah Palin, asking for her advice on how to survive in a world of democrats without giving up her beliefs.
Dear Sarah Palin,
You are my hero. I love you. However, because I'm an open republican, everyone at my school makes fun of me and terrorizes me because they're all democrats. I don't want to give up my beliefs because I really am a supporter of high taxes for poor people and for looser restrictions on gun control. How do I survive?
Love,
Lisa
Unfortunately, Sarah was too occupied with her scandalous life to write a reply.
However, Lisa DID recieve a reply from Sarah's secretary. It was one of those unpersonalized responses, though.
Dear Lisa,
Thank you so much for your letter. Unfortunately, Mrs. Palin will be unable to respond due to her very busy schedule. We hope you understand.
-Sarah Palin's secretary.
Lisa became very depressed until she noticed some handwritten words on the back of the letter.
"Lisa, this is Palin's secretary. My advice is, your opinions are WRONG. Sarah Palin is not a good person to worship because she doesn't even know what the word 'maverick' means. I've been handling this lady's affairs for ten years. I was once a republican, young an naiive like yourself, but over the years I have changed. I have learned from my mistakes and became a democrat. I voted for Obama. I'm not telling you to conform and become a democrat, but it's probably a good idea. Either that or go into hiding."
And Lisa took Palin's secretary's advice. She went into hiding. She packed up her things and just started walking. After walking for days, she found a giant box sitting in the middle of the road. She climbed into the box, for God knows why, and was instantly transported to Narnwarts. Narnwarts was a magical school where elves and centaurs learned how to defeat the White Witchemort. The White Whichemort, however, could only be killed by The Chosen One. The Chosen One would be the child who was different from all the rest.
Lisa found that she fit in better with the magical creatures than with her own human peers back home, so she enrolled at Narnwarts and learned how to use her nonexistant magical powers.
One day, the White Witchemort sprung an attack on Narnwarts. His followers, known as Death Singers, marched into the school and started killing students here and there. Soon, the school had few survivors and the White Witchemort was about to enter it himself.
Lisa was asleep in her dormitory the entire time. Do not ask me why she didn't awake to the sounds of explosions and screams of terror, but she simply kept in sleeping until she awoke naturally. She wondered why the school was so quiet so she grabbed her magic frying pan and ran out of her dorm and onto the stairs. From there, she saw the White Witchemort entering the school. She tried to cast a spell with her frying pan but realized that she had no powers, dropped the pan, and ran away. However, the frying pan happened to land on the head of the White Witchemort. He died on the spot.
Lisa was not hailed as a hero. Actually, everyone hated her because the White Witchemort's blood got on the Turkish rug so they were angry she didn't kill him more cleanly.
Lisa finally realized that she would never fit in anywhere she had ever been, so she moved to Mississippi where everyone was a republican. THE END.
WOW, that was a fantastic story, huh? You can tell I spent a lot of time planning out what would happen!
Well, I'm hungry so I'm going to go eat something.
~Book
PS. I don't actually have a bias against republicans. I had to choose between making Lisa a republican and making her a ginger.
So obviously I'm not feeling too creative today (note my title)...because I'm stuck inside all day with torn cartilage in my knee. This wouldn't be so bad had it happened last week when the weather sucked. However, the weather here in Michigan is GORGEOUS for the first time in two weeks. SUPER! Well, I guess it's my fault, anyway. I was at tennis camp and I hurt my knee on Monday night and proceeded to continue to play tennis on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Probably not my smartest move ever.
Anyway, I'm posting now both because I'm stuck in bed and because I haven't posted anything in a while. Of course, I HAVE posted more than any of my partners in crime (AHEM AHEM HINT HINT).
Well, this post isn't really about anything in particular, mostly I'm just bored. I'm in Michigan and most of my friends are back in Connecticut having fun together and creating inside jokes WITHOUT ME! I mean, I have friends here, but it's not the same cause I only see them for two months of the year.
I'm going to write a really bad story that makes absolutely no sense.
Once upon a time, on a dark and stormy night, in a world where elves are not discriminated against because of their height, there was a girl named Lisa. Lisa was a republican.
She was a perfectly nice republican, but a republican nonetheless. Everyone hated her and made fun of her because one day, ONE DAY, she wore a McCain pin to school. People threw food, and rocks, at her, and eventually she had no friends and she just kept to herself a lot.
One day, she was so fed up with her life that she decided to write a letter to her idol, Sarah Palin, asking for her advice on how to survive in a world of democrats without giving up her beliefs.
Dear Sarah Palin,
You are my hero. I love you. However, because I'm an open republican, everyone at my school makes fun of me and terrorizes me because they're all democrats. I don't want to give up my beliefs because I really am a supporter of high taxes for poor people and for looser restrictions on gun control. How do I survive?
Love,
Lisa
Unfortunately, Sarah was too occupied with her scandalous life to write a reply.
However, Lisa DID recieve a reply from Sarah's secretary. It was one of those unpersonalized responses, though.
Dear Lisa,
Thank you so much for your letter. Unfortunately, Mrs. Palin will be unable to respond due to her very busy schedule. We hope you understand.
-Sarah Palin's secretary.
Lisa became very depressed until she noticed some handwritten words on the back of the letter.
"Lisa, this is Palin's secretary. My advice is, your opinions are WRONG. Sarah Palin is not a good person to worship because she doesn't even know what the word 'maverick' means. I've been handling this lady's affairs for ten years. I was once a republican, young an naiive like yourself, but over the years I have changed. I have learned from my mistakes and became a democrat. I voted for Obama. I'm not telling you to conform and become a democrat, but it's probably a good idea. Either that or go into hiding."
And Lisa took Palin's secretary's advice. She went into hiding. She packed up her things and just started walking. After walking for days, she found a giant box sitting in the middle of the road. She climbed into the box, for God knows why, and was instantly transported to Narnwarts. Narnwarts was a magical school where elves and centaurs learned how to defeat the White Witchemort. The White Whichemort, however, could only be killed by The Chosen One. The Chosen One would be the child who was different from all the rest.
Lisa found that she fit in better with the magical creatures than with her own human peers back home, so she enrolled at Narnwarts and learned how to use her nonexistant magical powers.
One day, the White Witchemort sprung an attack on Narnwarts. His followers, known as Death Singers, marched into the school and started killing students here and there. Soon, the school had few survivors and the White Witchemort was about to enter it himself.
Lisa was asleep in her dormitory the entire time. Do not ask me why she didn't awake to the sounds of explosions and screams of terror, but she simply kept in sleeping until she awoke naturally. She wondered why the school was so quiet so she grabbed her magic frying pan and ran out of her dorm and onto the stairs. From there, she saw the White Witchemort entering the school. She tried to cast a spell with her frying pan but realized that she had no powers, dropped the pan, and ran away. However, the frying pan happened to land on the head of the White Witchemort. He died on the spot.
Lisa was not hailed as a hero. Actually, everyone hated her because the White Witchemort's blood got on the Turkish rug so they were angry she didn't kill him more cleanly.
Lisa finally realized that she would never fit in anywhere she had ever been, so she moved to Mississippi where everyone was a republican. THE END.
WOW, that was a fantastic story, huh? You can tell I spent a lot of time planning out what would happen!
Well, I'm hungry so I'm going to go eat something.
~Book
PS. I don't actually have a bias against republicans. I had to choose between making Lisa a republican and making her a ginger.
June 13, 2010
It's that time of the year again...
Dearest Darling Readers,
Yes, it's June, which means, for many of you, it's time for final exams.
Which completely suck if you go to my school.
We take one little 2-hour test and it counts for 20% of our grade for the entire semester! Does this make any sense at all? We bust our butts all semester working on projects and papers that are 500 times as time-consuming as finals are and yet they count for less? I'm not saying that our finals are ridiculously hard (unless you're in my Spanish class), I'm just saying that they don't make any sense.
I just finished a huge English project where I had to write almost 50 pages about an author. It had many components. One was a 25-40 page journal which counted for 10% of the grade. Another part was a 2-page emulation piece or character story, which counted for 20%. Do you see what I'm trying to say? Teachers seem to have no concept of how much certain assignments should be worth!
I just took a chemistry test on redox reactions where I didn't answer 1/3 of the questions and I still got an A! I'm not complaining that I got an A, I'm just wondering how it was even possible! My teachers' grading systems are corrupt. Just like the NFL.
~Book
Yes, it's June, which means, for many of you, it's time for final exams.
Which completely suck if you go to my school.
We take one little 2-hour test and it counts for 20% of our grade for the entire semester! Does this make any sense at all? We bust our butts all semester working on projects and papers that are 500 times as time-consuming as finals are and yet they count for less? I'm not saying that our finals are ridiculously hard (unless you're in my Spanish class), I'm just saying that they don't make any sense.
I just finished a huge English project where I had to write almost 50 pages about an author. It had many components. One was a 25-40 page journal which counted for 10% of the grade. Another part was a 2-page emulation piece or character story, which counted for 20%. Do you see what I'm trying to say? Teachers seem to have no concept of how much certain assignments should be worth!
I just took a chemistry test on redox reactions where I didn't answer 1/3 of the questions and I still got an A! I'm not complaining that I got an A, I'm just wondering how it was even possible! My teachers' grading systems are corrupt. Just like the NFL.
~Book
June 2, 2010
Ahh, Memories
Dearest Darling Readers,
We've all had those shows that just became a part of our childhood right? Those shows we got up early for before the days of DVR and TiVo? Well, my English class always seems to discuss interesting topics (such as the homework policy, our old English teacher [...], children's book series, movies, music, and whether or not Shakespeare was gay), and one of our most frequented topics is old TV shows. Here's a pretty full list of those mentioned. Add a comment if any of them bring back memories!
-Franklin
-PB&J Otter
-Little Bear
-Pokemon
-Yu-Gi-Oh
-Full House
-Boy Meets World
-Out Of the Box
-The Comfy Couch
-The Powerpuff Girls
-Courage the Cowardly Dog
-Johnny Bravo
-The Flinstones
-The Jetsons
-That's So Raven
-Lizzie McGuire
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH the list goes on forever.
Anyway, I was just taking a trip down memory lane now that BOY MEETS WORLD IS BACK ON TV!!! This is my favorite show in the whole entire world but ABC Family stopped playing it and that was the only channel that aired it because it's such an old show but now IT'S BACK!
Love,
Book
We've all had those shows that just became a part of our childhood right? Those shows we got up early for before the days of DVR and TiVo? Well, my English class always seems to discuss interesting topics (such as the homework policy, our old English teacher [...], children's book series, movies, music, and whether or not Shakespeare was gay), and one of our most frequented topics is old TV shows. Here's a pretty full list of those mentioned. Add a comment if any of them bring back memories!
-Franklin
-PB&J Otter
-Little Bear
-Pokemon
-Yu-Gi-Oh
-Full House
-Boy Meets World
-Out Of the Box
-The Comfy Couch
-The Powerpuff Girls
-Courage the Cowardly Dog
-Johnny Bravo
-The Flinstones
-The Jetsons
-That's So Raven
-Lizzie McGuire
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH the list goes on forever.
Anyway, I was just taking a trip down memory lane now that BOY MEETS WORLD IS BACK ON TV!!! This is my favorite show in the whole entire world but ABC Family stopped playing it and that was the only channel that aired it because it's such an old show but now IT'S BACK!
Love,
Book
And you thought YOUR friends were weird
Dearest Darling Readers,
HOLY CRAP WE'RE ALIVE!
Yes I realize we hardly ever post, and when we do it's mostly crap. But if you're reading this right now we have officially accomplished something! To the point, if you have never heard of Odyssey of the Mind before, go and google it you shameful person. The fact of the matter is that most school have an Ootm program. Hopefully, a few of you are IN that program. If you aren't, know this, it's the best ever! Or maybe that's just my team personally. ANYWAYS, this year my team rocked OUT LOUD and made it all the way to the world championship in Michigan! WOOO! That was last week-end, and it was truly amazing. (We got in 30th place out of 65 ;) ). At any rate, we had fun. I think to much so. The only boy on our team graciously recorded that funniest and wackiest things we said so each other and to random strangers. Here's a little sample:
1. Ooh hormones! Let me have that
2. I like to prey on small children
3. Ooh, nice pants, if you know what I mean
4. They won't stop horning!
5. It's the mystery machine, no, it's just a hippy van
6. Everything tastes like shampoo
7. I'm going to beat you with a train whistle
8. There were ups, downs, and broadway
9. Strip fowrward, not up
10. (Said standing right next to a kid from Canada) It's a real live Canadian!
11. Forget your boat I'm on a stairwell (reference to song: I'm on a boat)
12. We were going to get Gonhorrea but cylmidia sounded cooler
13. Post traumatic odessy syndrome (Just in general)
14. The horns, their everywhere!
I hope you enjoyed this post. This should give a taste of just how amazing (and insane) our friends are. Feel free to say any of these to YOUR friends and have them wonder were your sanity has gone off to. Have an amazing life!
2. I like to prey on small children
3. Ooh, nice pants, if you know what I mean
4. They won't stop horning!
5. It's the mystery machine, no, it's just a hippy van
6. Everything tastes like shampoo
7. I'm going to beat you with a train whistle
8. There were ups, downs, and broadway
9. Strip fowrward, not up
10. (Said standing right next to a kid from Canada) It's a real live Canadian!
11. Forget your boat I'm on a stairwell (reference to song: I'm on a boat)
12. We were going to get Gonhorrea but cylmidia sounded cooler
13. Post traumatic odessy syndrome (Just in general)
14. The horns, their everywhere!
I hope you enjoyed this post. This should give a taste of just how amazing (and insane) our friends are. Feel free to say any of these to YOUR friends and have them wonder were your sanity has gone off to. Have an amazing life!
~Bimbo
April 26, 2010
The Meaning of Life
Dearest Darling Readers,
Although I may be ten times as brilliant as the average human being (depends on who's the average human being...CL!), I do not in fact know the meaning of life (42!). Well, not unless you count what I learned from "A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," which I usually don't. No, my friends, the title was simply to capture your attention. Now that I have it:
I HAVE NO HOMEWORK TODAY.
This extremely rare oddity in my daily schedule has made me think.
Homework should be optional. No, not simply because I hate homework like most of you.
I think that teachers should give homework out but make it up to the student to complete it. Students who honestly want and need the practice will probably do it. However, some students don't really need to do work outside of school. Personally, I don't think that I learn any more from my homework than what I absorb in class. It teaches students to be responsible for their own studies. Also, it gives more schedule flexibility. If I couldn't get an assignment done the night it was assigned, I could always do it some other time if I thought I needed the practice. I have tennis practice every day, plus many other after school activities, so sometimes I just don't have the time to get everything done. Then, I end up working on homework late into the night and do not have enough energy to learn in class the next day, and then the cycle repeats itself.
Now I'm not saying that we should abolish all homework, but those little nightly worksheets and things like that are kind of pointless. If we didn't have to waste time on those, we would have more time to work on big papers, study for tests, or do reading assignments. I mean, do I really need to write down "true" or "false" for statements like "Shakespeare is boring" (false)? No, I think not. I would rather be using that time to practice for my oral presentation on Guatemala.
Food for thought. What do you think the policy on homework should be?
~Tree
Although I may be ten times as brilliant as the average human being (depends on who's the average human being...CL!), I do not in fact know the meaning of life (42!). Well, not unless you count what I learned from "A Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," which I usually don't. No, my friends, the title was simply to capture your attention. Now that I have it:
I HAVE NO HOMEWORK TODAY.
This extremely rare oddity in my daily schedule has made me think.
Homework should be optional. No, not simply because I hate homework like most of you.
I think that teachers should give homework out but make it up to the student to complete it. Students who honestly want and need the practice will probably do it. However, some students don't really need to do work outside of school. Personally, I don't think that I learn any more from my homework than what I absorb in class. It teaches students to be responsible for their own studies. Also, it gives more schedule flexibility. If I couldn't get an assignment done the night it was assigned, I could always do it some other time if I thought I needed the practice. I have tennis practice every day, plus many other after school activities, so sometimes I just don't have the time to get everything done. Then, I end up working on homework late into the night and do not have enough energy to learn in class the next day, and then the cycle repeats itself.
Now I'm not saying that we should abolish all homework, but those little nightly worksheets and things like that are kind of pointless. If we didn't have to waste time on those, we would have more time to work on big papers, study for tests, or do reading assignments. I mean, do I really need to write down "true" or "false" for statements like "Shakespeare is boring" (false)? No, I think not. I would rather be using that time to practice for my oral presentation on Guatemala.
Food for thought. What do you think the policy on homework should be?
~Tree
March 5, 2010
TOP 10 ways to get rid of people on Omegle
Dearest Darling Readers,
Bimbo and I, Book, are bored so we're on Omegle and we're going to strike up really interesting conversations with them and then try to say something so outrageous that they immediately disconnect. Will we be successful? Or are we just too engaging to refuse? Find out next week, or, uh, now.
#10
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hi
You: hi
Stranger: asl
You: we're two girls here, both 17 from arizona
You: you?
Stranger: ah, that make 34 together
Stranger: male,32 netherlands
You: i like em foregin and ancient
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
We couldn't actually get rid of this one but we thought it was funny:
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hey
Stranger: HEy
You: what's good homie
You: ?????
You: I MISS YOU!!!
Stranger: Oh I;m sorry dude
You: YOu got that right
You: and I'm female
You: I Love you
Stranger: You do eh?
Stranger: How much?
You: BUNDLES!!!
Stranger: Thanks!
Stranger: Enough to send me a picture? (Pervert?)
You: i live in a giant bucket
Stranger: I think we're next-bucket neighbours
You: that depends
You: do you live in greenland too?
Stranger: YUP!
You: I'M a viking who sacrifices all of the gingers and emos to the hot springs! (We don't actually descriminate)
Stranger: Sounds noble.
You: you betcha ;)
You: what is your quest felow knight?
Stranger: To seek the holy grail
You: CORECCT!!!
You: YOU MAY PASS
Stranger: What is your favourite colour!
You: BLUE
You: I'm MEAN YELLLLLLLOOW
Stranger: Hahaha wow a fellow python, no way
You: totally
You: favorite movie EVER
Stranger: Same!
Stranger: NEE
You: It's only a flesh wound
Stranger: You're a loony (In this section we are qutoing Monty Python and the HOly Grail. If you haven't seen it, SEE IT)
You: so ar eyou
You: bad eenglish
Stranger: Haha
You: See ya stranger
You have disconnected.
#9
(his person was just as weird as us)
You: HEY
Stranger: yo
You: gangsta wannabe?
You: ME TOO!
You: I got grillzzz
You: AND GORILLAZZS!
Stranger: yo
Stranger: yo
You: YO-YO!
You: MA!
Stranger: mah
Stranger: yo
#8 (Keep in mind most of these peple are perverts)
Stranger: heey m or f?
You: no preference really
You: we're two girls
Stranger: nice niceee
You: do you like e's too?
Stranger: yessss
You: it's my favortie letter really
You: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPP!
Stranger: your my fav
Stranger: EEEEE
You: i wuv you thiiiissss much
Stranger: i wuv u alottt
You: do you like giant spoons?
You: I DO!
You: NOT giants spooning
Stranger: i like youuuu!!!!!!!!!!
You: thats weird...
You: OOOH WHATS LOVE GOT TO DO GOT TO WIHT IT
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#7 (This one was such a win)
You: hello
Stranger: hey theree
You: do you like the color purple?
You: the color, not the book about lesbians
Stranger: haha i do like the color purple
Stranger: why?
You: do you go to conventions?
You: IDO
You: I go to all the start trek ones
You: dress as yoda of course
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#6 (This one was really quick)
Stranger: hey asl?
You: hello there
You: male australia 37
You: what about you?
Stranger: ewwww
You: are youa sheila?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#5
You: What do you know about life?
Stranger: that your gay
You: Touche
You: good guess
You: im bi actually
Stranger: oh i thought you were gay
You: most would find that offensive
You: but i am very open to life and it's gifts
Stranger: no no offense
You: like the water mule
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#4
Stranger: Hey, asl please ?
You: say thank you
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#3 (they get shorter as we stop even trying to make conversation)
Stranger: hi
You: MUAHAHAHAHHA
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#2
Stranger: hey
Stranger: asl?
You: disonnect
You: you know you want to
You: DO IT
You: PEER PRESSURE
You: poke*
You: *Super Poke*
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
#1
Stranger: hey
You: Meep
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
Hope you had as much fun reading this as we had typing it
Life is alike a box of lemons, it makes that little sense
Dearest Darling Readers,
Once upon a time...
On a dark and stormy night...
In a world, where dolphins run freely...
And they could say things like "so long and thanks for all the fish"
So now this is Book and I'm at my house with Bimbo and we're going to do a post where I write a line then she writes a line and we're not allowed to delete the other person's. Unfortunately, this means that I will be unable to correct her abhorrent grammar. Deal with it. So first is Bimbo.
Once upon at time there was a sweet blonde girl (with wicked good looks) and she had a MEAN and aweful friend who would always make fun of her grammer skills
...however the blonde girl failed to notice her misspelling of the words "awful" and "grammar." Anyway, she really had this AWESOME friend who cared about her enough to not allow her to go into the world with poor grammar skills.
The poor blonde had no idea she had a lesbian friend though.
Yes. That girl that the blonde once knew from Bible camp. Where she pledged abstinence and ate soggy pizza.
Back to the bad friend who broke the rules and EDITED HER LAST POST. THe blonde claimed a nerf gun and ANNIHILATED the bad friend. ANd everyone was happy
Well, not everyone. In fact, every single other person the whole world loved the so-called "bad friend" and got really angry with the blonde for killing her and chased after her with torches and pitchforks.
UNfortunately they were all ADD and got side tracked by a shiny object and the blonde feld to safety
Aaaaaand we're back to the grammar thing. Feld? But back to the poor blonde girl. Why is she poor, you ask? Because she is an ex-prostitute who lost all of her earnings to her pimp and then was arrested.
Hahaha FUNNY. that was a breif installment from the Liar's book of LIE's. The blonde girl was poor as in people felt sorry for her because her accursed friend was correcting her grammar from beyond the grave. The blonde dug her and and exercised her.
Exercised? Thanks, but she plays lots of tennis already. Anyway, in truth, everyone felt bad for the blonde because she had no friends and spent all of her days on Omegle.
See what I mean? how cruel can you get? This story is ending now before I storm out of your house in outrage.
Too bad you can't go home unti late tonight and are STUCK WITH ME MWAHAHA.
THE END.
P.S Book spelled unil wrong HA
PPS. and so did Bimbo.
PPPS also we just want to let you know that Book and Bimbo are still friends...and alive.
ppppS WRONG bimbo will hate book untill the end of her lifeee!
...which will be very soon if she keeps prostituting and dies of some STD
REVENGE!!! Where's my nerf gun.....
so because this is about to get...violent...we will sign off for now. and also we are stuck in a house with five 8th-grade boys so we'll probably just go and write another post now
I WILL NOT BE SCILENCED!!
YOU MAY NOT EVER SCILENCED BUT YOU WILL BE SILENCED....now
Once upon a time...
On a dark and stormy night...
In a world, where dolphins run freely...
And they could say things like "so long and thanks for all the fish"
So now this is Book and I'm at my house with Bimbo and we're going to do a post where I write a line then she writes a line and we're not allowed to delete the other person's. Unfortunately, this means that I will be unable to correct her abhorrent grammar. Deal with it. So first is Bimbo.
Once upon at time there was a sweet blonde girl (with wicked good looks) and she had a MEAN and aweful friend who would always make fun of her grammer skills
...however the blonde girl failed to notice her misspelling of the words "awful" and "grammar." Anyway, she really had this AWESOME friend who cared about her enough to not allow her to go into the world with poor grammar skills.
The poor blonde had no idea she had a lesbian friend though.
Yes. That girl that the blonde once knew from Bible camp. Where she pledged abstinence and ate soggy pizza.
Back to the bad friend who broke the rules and EDITED HER LAST POST. THe blonde claimed a nerf gun and ANNIHILATED the bad friend. ANd everyone was happy
Well, not everyone. In fact, every single other person the whole world loved the so-called "bad friend" and got really angry with the blonde for killing her and chased after her with torches and pitchforks.
UNfortunately they were all ADD and got side tracked by a shiny object and the blonde feld to safety
Aaaaaand we're back to the grammar thing. Feld? But back to the poor blonde girl. Why is she poor, you ask? Because she is an ex-prostitute who lost all of her earnings to her pimp and then was arrested.
Hahaha FUNNY. that was a breif installment from the Liar's book of LIE's. The blonde girl was poor as in people felt sorry for her because her accursed friend was correcting her grammar from beyond the grave. The blonde dug her and and exercised her.
Exercised? Thanks, but she plays lots of tennis already. Anyway, in truth, everyone felt bad for the blonde because she had no friends and spent all of her days on Omegle.
See what I mean? how cruel can you get? This story is ending now before I storm out of your house in outrage.
Too bad you can't go home unti late tonight and are STUCK WITH ME MWAHAHA.
THE END.
P.S Book spelled unil wrong HA
PPS. and so did Bimbo.
PPPS also we just want to let you know that Book and Bimbo are still friends...and alive.
ppppS WRONG bimbo will hate book untill the end of her lifeee!
...which will be very soon if she keeps prostituting and dies of some STD
REVENGE!!! Where's my nerf gun.....
so because this is about to get...violent...we will sign off for now. and also we are stuck in a house with five 8th-grade boys so we'll probably just go and write another post now
I WILL NOT BE SCILENCED!!
YOU MAY NOT EVER SCILENCED BUT YOU WILL BE SILENCED....now
January 20, 2010
Wrestling, sport or life control?
Dearest Darling Readers,
This is the first time post from freak. and that's just what i am, a freak. i am one of four girls on the wrestling team and i want to tell you how my life is controlled by this sport, and has been from the first day i joined.
he day i joined i weighed 133.5 pounds, i believe, now that would put me in the 135 weight class, which at the time was desireable, because ther ewas only one other 135 which means that i would have a chance to be on the mat. Then the actual practices started. The grueling work you wouldn't expect from a high school sport, although if you do any sport you understand that that's the way all sports practices are.
if you know noithing about wrwestling, then let me take a sec and explain the basics. This is an individual team sport, which sounds weird i know but your match counts for team points, but once you step on the mat you're alone out thereou can't really here your coaches, no matter how loud they yell, because of the headgear we have to wear. Along with the singlet and the haircover the girls have to wear, you look so sexy, not. There are lots of moves and lots of rules i won't go into, because i've probably already bored you.
So i was a 135 for a few weeks and that took a lot of work to stay above 130 which is the next lowest weight class. Recently though i gave up on the 135 goal and i just began to eat normal amounts of food again, and tried hard, and kind of failed to stay away from bads food, and in one week i became a 130 and am now a proud 128.8 pound girl.
not only the weight iossue controls me, the practices are over two hours from right after school till 6 and then of course there are the meets, Wednesdays and Saturdays. So there goes all my Saturdaysthen the bus rides can be long. Saturdays are long and i hate not sleeping, so i sleep in on Sunday and i have homework to do so there goes my Sunday to, so during the winter my freetime is officially gone. and when meets are at home Saturdays we have to come back to the school at eight and bring the mats from the wrestling room, so there goes Friday night too.
This sport may control my life, but i love it, it has becaome my life, and the team is becoming a second family to me. So yeah basically i am a freak.
Freak :D
This is the first time post from freak. and that's just what i am, a freak. i am one of four girls on the wrestling team and i want to tell you how my life is controlled by this sport, and has been from the first day i joined.
he day i joined i weighed 133.5 pounds, i believe, now that would put me in the 135 weight class, which at the time was desireable, because ther ewas only one other 135 which means that i would have a chance to be on the mat. Then the actual practices started. The grueling work you wouldn't expect from a high school sport, although if you do any sport you understand that that's the way all sports practices are.
if you know noithing about wrwestling, then let me take a sec and explain the basics. This is an individual team sport, which sounds weird i know but your match counts for team points, but once you step on the mat you're alone out thereou can't really here your coaches, no matter how loud they yell, because of the headgear we have to wear. Along with the singlet and the haircover the girls have to wear, you look so sexy, not. There are lots of moves and lots of rules i won't go into, because i've probably already bored you.
So i was a 135 for a few weeks and that took a lot of work to stay above 130 which is the next lowest weight class. Recently though i gave up on the 135 goal and i just began to eat normal amounts of food again, and tried hard, and kind of failed to stay away from bads food, and in one week i became a 130 and am now a proud 128.8 pound girl.
not only the weight iossue controls me, the practices are over two hours from right after school till 6 and then of course there are the meets, Wednesdays and Saturdays. So there goes all my Saturdaysthen the bus rides can be long. Saturdays are long and i hate not sleeping, so i sleep in on Sunday and i have homework to do so there goes my Sunday to, so during the winter my freetime is officially gone. and when meets are at home Saturdays we have to come back to the school at eight and bring the mats from the wrestling room, so there goes Friday night too.
This sport may control my life, but i love it, it has becaome my life, and the team is becoming a second family to me. So yeah basically i am a freak.
Freak :D
Welcome to the Morning
Dearest Darling Readers,
Do you know what sucks far worse then anything our parents can ever dream up? School. But despite what we think, it isn't the books, bullies, rotten teachers/ food, and the mountains of homework that get to us, it's waking up every morning. Each morning we make up to either an alarm or our parents at some ungodly hour commanding us to wake. We then must roll out of our warm cocoons of blankets and try to shake off that encompassing sleepy feeling (no doubt because we stayed up later then we should have). It's then we move zombie like around our room, collecting clothes from the floor and throwing them on. Or if you really need it, a shower. We move so slowly in fact, no matter how early we get up, we'll never have time for a proper breakfast/ have to run to catch the bus. Or if your parents love you and drive you in, they'll be yelling at you to get a move on. Anyways we do all this, five times a week, 185 days a year to sit for six hours in a building we don't want to be in, learning things we'll almost never use, with people we cannot stand. Then when it's all finished, we return to our homes only to work on the huge amounts of homework assigned to us. When your in high-school, they give you so much work, it forces you to leave your childhood behind. No time for goofing around if you don't want to fail. But when it's all over, the school day, the homework, the projects, the sports, the extracurricular, it's time for bed. And if your parents cannot understand why it is that we teenagers go to bed so late despite how early we must rise, it's because way deep down in our subconscious, we know that tomorrow we'll have to repeat it all over again. And on the week-ends, we just can't bare to let go of the feeling of no priorities.
This is my theory on how high-school is depriving us of our happiness. Unfortunately
though, if we don't stay in it, we'll never be able to be successful. Well, you win some and you lose some. That's just how life works. Live with it.
~Bimbo
P.S : If this isn't exactly how your mornings are, you are either very spoiled, or the shape we are looking for is a square.
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