Monday, January 31, 2005

Help! I'm being assimlated by the couch!

I'm sitting here with Alexa, who is sleeping over, and I have decided to blog our crazy day., that wasn't really crazy at all.

Well, first of all, we saw Phantom of the Opera, which I LOVE LOVE LOVED. Boo the stinky Globe and Mail reviewers who gave it one and a half stars. It rocked. And DAMN can Emmy Rossum sing. Also: it made me cry. Go see it all you unwashed heathens who have not.

We liked it so much we only ate a third of our Bulk Barn candy! *gasps* I know! Crazy for me!

We then rented CAMP, which rocks (again, everyone should see it), Garden State, and 10 Things I Hate About You. We have watched 10 Things and CAMP. We were going to watch Garden State, only the couches were trying to assimilate us and we had to go do other things.

So now the office chairs are threatening us with assimliation. Ah well, at least convos are more stimulating for the brain, I think anyway.

I did exams, and they weren't that bad. Doesn't mean I liked them at all.

Wow. Don't you hate it when life slaps you in the face?

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Thursday, January 27, 2005

Chapter II

Thay leaned back against the chair for the first time since she'd sat down that morning. She checked her watch. Ten o'clock. Somehow, it felt like more than an hour had passed. She looked down at her desk and saw a cold coffe sitting on it, cardboard cup looking somewhat sorry and lopsided. Joining the coffee on her desk was a telephone, with two lights flashing on it; a jar filled with pens and pencils; her purse; some chang in a dish and a rather large stack of reports. With a sigh, she turnd her attention to the reports.

She had only finished reading the first report, when there was a knock on the door. "The Director is waiting for you in his office for an update," the Director's secretary told her, "He's just finishing up his 9:30."

'Hmm... an update...' Thay mused as the secretary left. 'Let's see. Another Dumpty thought he was a prophet, got up on the wall and, of course, fell off, forcing the H & M to go clean up the mess, and the KO to get really really annoyed. Three in the last month.

The Herald loved it. She gave them a fairly neutral response about how things were working just fine, and told the KO basically the same thing. That would keep them at bay, for a while, anyway.

Suddenly, Thay was facing the sign on the Director's door that read "Director of Inter-racial Affaires -- Herm Wilson". She had somehow made her way here, still lost in thought. 'I work too much,' Thay thought. She knocked twice on the door and twisted the doorknob hard, making sure her face said "I'm in control". That was, after all, her job.

As soon as she entered the office, she and the Director started thier dance that had become routine. The Director always started. He stood up behind his desk, put his hands in his pockets and said, "Looks like we've got a situation." Thay adjusted her glasses and, taking her cue, said: "A Dumpty by the name of Bob Dumpty fell off the wall this morning. The H & M cleaned it up pretty quickly, and he is recovering in the Dumpty care facility at the Royal Hospital. He suffered multiple fractures all over, but they are expected to completely heal."

The Director sighed and said, "Another one?" It was obvioulsy a rhetorical question, so Thay didn't answer. Instead, she waited for him to finish his turn. "Why did he do it?" he asked, this time waiting for an answer.

"Shortly before he fell off, he was yelling to a crowd of Dumpties on the other side of the wall about some sort of a revolution, rising against "The Oppressors", by which he meant the humans, creating their own country, etc. Basically, the usual." Thay explained. She then waited for the words she had heard and responded to so many times.

Looking at her over his glasses, the Director asked, "You've got it under control, Thay?" Thay forced an easy smile, and said "Of course I do. Now I have a meeting, so I have to go."

As she walked out the door through which she had entered, she heard the Director tell her, "Thanks, Thay. I dont know what I would do without you."

'You'd actually work,' Thay thought bitterly.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Quick! Grab the air pump before it eats my socks!

I'm currently sitting at home, on a tuesday, in my pyjamas at 10:45 in the morning. I was studying for exams for awhile, but its hard to concentrate at home. I'm going to study with Alexa later on today at the school Library. And practice cello. Evil Ms. Bradely and her evil cello.

It's so calm right now. The calm before the storm.

Starting tomorrow, I will be in exam mode non-stop until friday at 2, when I finish my science exam, which is my last. I can't wait. It's only 3 days away. So close, and yet, so far.

Semester 1 is over. I've decided to do a quick overview of the term, for nostalgia's sake (PS, not all of this is on my blog before).

Grade Nine BBQ. Switched into evil TAP 12 where Jake resided, my old nemesis... started playing cello. Made 2 cello friends. Avery was stalked by Micheal Bolger. Joined choir. Got into orchestra. Watched Stargate. Started a short-lived Gilmore Girls blog with Erin. Discovered science doesnt suck. Was attacked by science teacher with explosive substance. Had a party via telephone with Ash and Evan.

WENT TO LEADERSHIP CAMP!!! HAD A BLAST!!! Had amazing skill builders, made amazing friends. Was attacked by science teacher with explosive substance. Dressed up as a horse for Huntleigh's Halloween party. Went to party. Met Avery's now ex (Avery and Evie are exchanging a look right now, right Ave?).

Was depressed about lack of NaNoWriMo. Didn't get enough sleep. Had a crush on Alan. Felt really down. Sang at Remeberance Day ceremony. Was on the coverof the Lisgarwrite. TURNED FOURTEEN!!! WOOT! Started and ended GEASO (although im really still working on it). Avery and James broke up. Missed comstocks and others. Went to a dance for eleven year olds. Named a horse Pippin. Kirsten Evie and Eva show!!! Was "Dying".

Did some not-so-great stuff, and was supported by friends. Felt VERY down. Had an amazing snowball day, and became a snow babe. Josh and I were a cute couple! Love life stuff happenned, that involved tinsel *rolls eyes*. Had Christmas. Saw Ocean's 12. Went shopping! ended up with no $. Had a new year's day tea. Wrote a sonnet. Had a 'fun' time in a diving board. Went to an anti-bullying workshop. Began to become weepy about the end of science class. Started a story! Alan had a birthday! Cried (nearly) over end of science class. Had a big Freuidian slip.

NOW: Need hugs. A lot. I just really need them lately. So please, as many as you can give, I'd love to get. Thanks.

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Thursday, January 20, 2005

That moose just had A LOT of juice

New template!!

Okay, so not everyone loves it, but I was WAY finished with the tiny writing. I was looking over my first story post (which follows) and I realized "I bet it is SO annoying to read a story in such tiny writing." So I changed my template. I needed a change. Please feel free to let me know what you tink, because i would like to know.

Also, new title scheme! Lines from my random contest with Kirsten the other night. I won! Well, this time. My prize was wildberry skittles. I'm gonna stick with original, I think. We HAVE to do that again, Kirsten. Beyond hilarious.

Crazy thing happenned to Kirsten and I today. We were walking by the vending machines (the ones in the south building) and the machine just started spitting out money. No joke! I don't know how much it was, as Kirsten tackled me and pushed me over into the slush so she could take it all for herself. I managed to get a nickel though!

Exams next week. *Shiver*. I'll be ok, I'm not freaking out. Well, I am freaking out, but only because I'm not freaking out. Let me explain. I wasn't freaking out, and my friends were, so I freaked out, like I was being stupid for not frreaking out, or something. Backwards a bit, I know.

Oh, and a lovely message for a friend of mine: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALAN! *Blows party horn* Have a great day m'lord :P! (In your La Senza PJ pants. LMAO! Yes for science class!)

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Wednesday, January 19, 2005

If I were a pringle, I would totally want that hat

Okay, so I'm trying something new. Well, it's an old idea, which yes, I stole (or was inspired by) on Nate's blog, and he got it from Jonah, but it's still new to my blog (it must run in the family).

I'm writing a story. It's a good stress reliever, and doctor told me that being less stressed would be to my advantage. Plus, I just like reading, so bear with me. It may go well, it may suck. I hope it is the former.

Here you are, my story, which has yet to get a title (also runs in the family).

*****
Thay was wondering where the King's Horses and Men were going in such a hurry when she walked into the brick wall. Rubbing her squashed nose, she stood up and looked around. A whole company of the King's Horses and Men were heading quickly past her. She saw a captain she recognized, she called out to him.
"Hey! Jem!" A tall man in a blue and white uniform looked around quickly to see who was calling him. Spotting Thay, he guided his bay gelding over to her spot on the wall.
"What's going on?" Thay asked him, immediately putting on her business face.
Jem sighed muderously. "Another bloody Dumpty fell off the wall! The hospital is full of 'em already! This isn't what the the H & M is for!"
"Thanks for letting me know, Jem." Thay thanked him, her voice already souding tired. "Sounds like I'm going to be having a busy day." She checked her watch. "And it's not even nine o'clock yet." She waved to the captain as she walked off.
Thay headed swiftly north, toward the west wing of the castle. She checked her watch again, and swore softly. She was late, and all hell would break loose soon. Another Dumpty off the wall. That's three in the past month. Normally she would feel sorry for the sorry soul who had to deal with it. Unfortunately, that poor soul was her.
She waved absently to the receptionist at the front desk and flashed her badge that read "Assistant to Director of Inter-racial Affaires: Thay Hawkinson" As she walked by, the receptionist covered the phone reciever and called after Thay. "You've got the Herald on line one, KO on line two, and the Director is waiting for you in his office. I told them you'd be right with them."
"Thanks." Thay called behind her, not wasting the time to turn around. She swore softly to herself. Hell had broken loose, and she wasn't even in her office yet.

Tuesday, January 18, 2005

Dont blame me, I live in the gum that's stuck to the chicken.

This, from the Washington Post.

*Disclaimer: This isn't mine, it comes from the Washington Post, so it belongs to them.*

By-the-Book Speeches
Ted Widmer, a former Clinton administration speechwriter, sat down and read every word of every one of America's 54 presidential inaugural addresses and somehow lived to tell the tale.
"It's not a task for the fainthearted," he writes in a smart and witty essay in the American Scholar. "No one can enter those endless paragraphs about tariffs and civil service reform and emerge undamaged."
Widmer emerged undamaged enough to notice that "the typical inaugural can be broken down into specific set pieces; the thoughts arranged in a comforting sequence." As a public service, he reveals that sequence:

1. "I am not worthy of this great honor."
2. "But I congratulate the people that they elected me."
3. "Now we must all come together, even those of us who really hate each other."
4. "I love the Constitution, the Union, and George Washington."
5. "I will work against bad threats."
6. "I will work for good things."
7. "We must avoid entangling alliances."
8. "America's strength = democracy."
9. "Democracy's strength = America."
10. "Thanks, God."

Widmer's list can come in handy for folks eager to celebrate zestily while watching President Bush's inauguration on Thursday. Just keep the list in one hand and a tankard of grog in the other. As Dubya hits each numbered point, drink deeply. When he gets all 10, holler "Bingo!"

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Saturday, January 15, 2005

"Throw your personalities in the garbage can"

I just got back from school. Yes school. On a saturday. I was at an anti-bullying worshop (part 1) and it was great. It really changed the way I think about relationships with people, and the way people act towards me and others and why. It has a lot to do with power. Very interesting.

Next workshop, the final one, we will plan a presentation we will do at the feeder schools (elementary schools). It's going to be good. Thats on Feb 18th. A long way away i know, but it was hard to plan.

PS, we got an AMAZING choir song. You'll all know it. "All I ask of You" from Phantom of the Opera. Its really lovely. I see why you like it Erin.

Oh, and Happy Birthday to my Dad! (That was for all you Comstocks out there who feel like calling him later to wish him well)

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Friday, January 14, 2005

Enough with the diving board analogy!

I am SO wiped...

Yesterday I arrived at school at 8:00 (okay, okay, I know you guys are already learning then, but thats a full 50 minutes before our classes start.) Why was I there that early? Because that's what I do. Plus, I always seem to forget something (i.e., science test, math homework, etc) and therefor must do the homework then.

After school, the VOICES hosts had to get ready for... GRADE NINE INFORMATION NIGHT!!! *nostalgic look* I remember my grade nine info night... Only this one was better. Because us hosts were on the job (YAY JOSH!). We decided to give tours of Lisgar for the little grade eights and their parents.

So we (the hosts who had recieved info of the hosts meeting after school) went around to all the classrooms we were visiting and cleaned everything up. I was at school until 5:30. I then went home, changed (so Id look presentable for the little grade eights) and headed back to school at 6. I think I managed a couple bites of pizza in there somewhere...

So, after a couple small crises (Anand having no white shirt *appaled look*, Staci looking for Josi, Josi looking Staci...) grade nine info night got underway. It was so cool to see all the little grade eights from Hopewell! (Sarah Mackenzie is WAY too tall. Look! I got her name right!).

And went on... the presentation in the assembly that starts off the evening went on FOREVER... (enough with the gifted and AP courses!), and of course, Cantebury and some other school in the boonies were having thier info nights that night too. After the presentation finally ended, we were mobbed for tours. Avery and I started with a couple of people and people kept joining the tour... the caught on like wildfire. We picked a whole bunch of places on each floor, and had so much fun. Maybe too much... ("Avery stop talking the poor grade eight's ear off!"). When we finished the first, and after a bit of explanations to my mother, who was waiting for us, we did another tour. (Poor Rachel... mobbed by the little grade eights!)

I finally left the school at 9:30, with Josh and Avery in tow and got home at ten. Crashed in front of ER. Didnt even go one msn! (crazy for me, i know, but... i just didnt wnat to deal with that right now). Fell asleep at 11:00, as soon as I got to bed.

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"

Saturday, January 08, 2005

A sonnet by me, to prove anyone can write a sonnet (including you, Lana. Get writing!)

Love Lines - by Wings

Around the room, turn faster, and faster
up and down together, all thanks to you
But then it stops, the ride getting slower
as i watch, the picture's lines grow bolder
you stand before me, your face showing true
you mirror the feelings i always knew
I want to tell you, but my words falter
your fingers trace my face, and i flutter
and you must know that im yours forever

Then i took your hand, but you withdrew
suddenly the room is so much colder
I look to your eyes, a chilling preview
I see our futur, now just a glimmer
the way i feel, isnt mirrored in you
then you walk away, the lines ever fainter...

Saturday, January 01, 2005

Too many little sandwiches, scones, and brownies later...

Mmmm... New Year's tea. Yes, we actually have tea here. We used to have tea all the time with a couple my parents were friends with, only he died, so we stopped. Quite sad. It was so much fun.
So we decided this year to revive the tea party tradition, have it on New Year's Day, and presto! A new tradition is born. We ate little sandwiches (olive and cream cheese, tukey paté, egg salad, tuna pita pockets and cucumber and butter), scones (with strawberry jam) and brownies. Im so full. I don't see how the british do it.
Last night was fun too. Girl's Night In, with Avery. A big screen and projector plugged into her DVD player, and we watched mvies all night. We watched Mean Girls (with her little sister and her friend), Hidalgo, and I finally saw "The Empire Strikes Back" and I will see "Return of the Jedi"... eventually...
That still means I have yet to see the newer ones. Ah well, all in good time, I suppose.

You can go back to reading your Han/Laia fanfics now, Avery :P .

"Is it illegal to kidnap an entire family and send them to Canada via UPS?"