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Hello, folks!

School is going quite swimmingly so far. Hooray! The best parts of my day today were mostly sightings. 

1. The Ms. PoPo sighting, which occurred before lunch. (In her natural habitat - the classroom!)

2. The House/EZ sighting, which occurred before ninth period.  (awwww)

3. I sighted a Carrie after school today!! She was kind of far away and I'm not sure if she sighted me too, but the moment definitely brightened my day. Hooray!! 

Since I have no time, today's entertainment will be a dive into the past. I'm going to go through the oldest documents in my "Virgil" folder and show them to you here. (It's actually titled as my real name, since I've been using it since I was like eight. I wasn't called Virgil back then...)

Okay. Ready? *clicks "sort by date modified," scrolls all the way down*


Oldest Document: Titled "Feelings" - Date last modified: June 8, 2005 (I was eight years old.)
This document is comprised of not words, but pictures, more specifically the crappy shapes which can be found on Word 2003, filled with all those lovely "present fill effects." It's got a heart, two stars, a sun, and a moon. 


Number 2: Titled "Rainbow" - Date last modified: June 9, 2005
This one is similar to "Feelings," above. My feelings are a rainbow. This must mean something. 

Number 3: Titled "Beauty" - Date last modified: August 29, 2005 (I'm nine now!!!)
This one is basically the same as the other two. Again, mostly hearts, stars, and suns, filled with wonderful fill effects.

Number 4: Titled "[Virgil's] Favorites" - Date last modified: January 4, 2006
Quoth:

color-purple

place-Bahamas

food-strawberry

animal-dolphin

movie-Pirates of the Caribbean

holiday-Christmas

Those were the colors and everything. Don't I have such an artistic eye? 

Number 5: Title: "stone soup almost final copy" - Date last modified: February 6, 2006
This is going to be the last one, since it's quite long. IT'S BASICALLY NOVEL LENGTH.
I haven't looked at this in years.... I submitted this to the kids' writing magazine, Stone Soup, and it got rejected because I suck at writing. Hehe.
The actual title is "A Crystal in the Darkness" - I hope you enjoy!! 

Oh god I can't believe I'm putting this on the internet. 

Here it goes....
(Since it's absolutely NOVEL LENGTH, I put in a page break.)
(Just think about this for a moment. You're about to enter the mind of nine-year-old-Virgil. I haven't changed anything in the writing since 2006. O.o ) 
(Consider yourselves lucky)
(This'll be like a collectors' item someday)

Porridge.

HEllo!


My story was originally going to be longer than it will be, but oh my goodness look at the time! I need to get some sleep so that I will have enough energy to drag my poor dying body out of it's haven of warmth, comfort, and relaxation--the bed. FOR GREEK. Argh. TOo earlllly.


Anyways. Yesterday, my parents were out in the back yard along with my siblings, repaving the lovely stones in our, erm, yard's entrance path-thing. My mom told me to make some porridge (like, Goldilocks and the Three Bears, eh?). I said, obviously, yes. I mean, honestly, manual labor vs. cooking? DUR!


Five minutes after she had left, and I had dug out the bag of porridge flakes/grains/things/dry-stuff/porridge-stuff, I clutched it to me, and realized something.


I didn't know how the heck you make porridge.


Please don't think I'm lacking in necessary life skills. Because, first of all, making porridge is not a necessary life skill. Second of all, I can cook. Sort of. Like, I won't starve if you give me groceries, pots, seasonings, and a stove/oven/microwave to work with (hem, which....I mean, you could always just supply me with the monetary means to get those things...). I'm good a baking. My cakes are lovely.


Back to the story. So I've got a bag of raw (that's what you call it, eh? or is the term 'uncooked'?) porridge in my hands. I went out and asked my mom a...rather humiliating question. "Mom? How do you, er, make porridge, exactly?" She sort of disbelievingly and sarcastically replies, "You add water and turn on the flame" the unspoken "duh" was very much implied. So I went back inside, and I start adding water. I turned on the flame, then realized, heh, I'd forgotten to add the porridge. So I dump a bunch o' the stuff in. It looks fine, I feel like I'm doing this quite well. I turn away, to peel some garlic, and then I hear something. I turn around and--


OH MY FREAKING GOODNESS, it's overflowing!


Ha. So I panic, and completely forget what to do when something is boiling over (to take away the source of heat, dur), and I wave my hands at it, like a magician, frantically yelling, "STOPPIT! PLEASE STOP!!!!" Hey, it works on other chilluns, it should work on porridge. Of course, after a second, I regain my composure and turn off the heat. Works brilliantly. I move the pot to the other stove/heat thing on the stove, and clean up the dirty stove. Now. Repeat this process of overflowing and moving and cleaning 2x.


When the porridge is finally done,  I sit back, and sigh with relief. Gah. Well...now I  know how to make porridge...or, how not to make porridge.


Before I go to sleep, I might as well paste a little section of a chapter of Siri-Poo (my Harry Potter fanfiction, it's Sirius/OC, if you can't tell). xiy, my editor, has not seen this part yet, so...it's new to all!


****


Gail (my OC) looked with confusion at the tankard of some unknown liquid that Sirius had just thrust into her hands.


"Firewhiskey," he explained, raising his own (slightly more full) tankard.


"Eh, you know we're not at the drinking age yet?" Gail asked, a bit wary of the alcoholic beverage in her hand. Sirius shrugged.


"No one'll know, 'sides, we're celebrating!" This last bit was reinforced by a loud shout of 'HURRAH FOR POTTER! BEST CAPTAIN EVER!' signifying that although it was very late, the Gryffindor house was still up and about. Gail tentatively sipped a bit of the Firewhiskey. It burned as it went down her throat, and she started spluttering, trying to make the horrible feeling go away. Sirius laughed, and after gulping down a bit of his own, reached for Gail's.


"Should of known you can't keep down a drink!" he snickered. Gail looked affronted, and promptly grabbed her drink back. This time, she took a long swig of it, and found it was better than it had been the first time. She swallowed another mouthful. Before long, Gail was guzzling down the Firewhiskey with Sirius by her side, wondering how she could have ever disliked it. She voiced this thought to Sirius. Sirius nodded, although, it was more of a sideways swaying of his Firewhiskey imbibed head.


"I like thissstuff! Issgood!"


"Yeah! Fir-furr-feeur...thisstuffff! Issverry...reffree-freez-frushh....rejoo-juuv-jivanahting...er, coOL!"


****


How'd you like it? Good? I hope. :) Fun little part to write. The hangover should be even more fun to write about :D


Hup, well, it's off to bed we go! *whistles* Heigh-ho heigh-ho, it's off to bed I go!.... yup. Need that sleep.


Ack. Greek. House is smart. Y'know why? She didn't take morning classes like...Greek.


Luv, Lynda

one week down, a bajillion to go.

Hello. This has been quite the eventful week. All six of us have survived the beginning of sophomore year! Huzzah! I feel like coming back to school is a little bit easier this year than it was freshman year. Like, it's easier for me to get back into the learning routine, since we sort of already have an idea as to what the teachers expect of us, the layout of the school, etc. Our lovely JV soccer team played our first game of the season this week. We were up at against a really good school, and I kinda expected to lose. The opposing team started off strong, setting up really good passing triangles and attacking us right away in our defending third. After a few minutes of play, they had their first really good shot on goal. Our goalie (she's awesome) dove for the ball, which sailed really nicely into the lower right corner (shooter's view) of the net. A loud *THUNK.* was heard around the field. At first, we thought the ball might have hit one of the posts, but then we saw our goalie facedown on the turf, motionless. omg, our team totally freaked out. It turns out her head struck the goalpost pretty hard. She ended up needing stitches for a nasty cut above her eyebrow. (We ended up losing 0-8.) Since she's obv. going to be taking some time off for recovery, we're not gonna be having her with us for the next couple weeks. Fingers crossed! *thinks* uh, yeah. That's about it. As of now, my life = AP US History, AP Bio, soccer, marching band, coveted naps, and audition music for wind ensemble X.X {oh oh oh and Latin Club's first meeting is this Wednesday! gah exciting.} aghghghhh. okay. sleep time nao. With all due respect, House.

Gahhhh. So. Tired. NeedSleepNow.

But I can't! D: 

I had such a busy day. 4/6 Curly Fries had their first marching band show today. (Yes, I was one of the 4 involved.) It was much fun. However, it was very hot and many of us almost passed out from heat. -.- *Cough cough* Me, myself, and I. *cough* And little freshman like to poke their flip folders and lyres into my spine, even after I turn around and give them dirty looks. *Mumble, mumble* 

It was also my momma's birthday today! :D I plan on celebrating it tomorrow though. Since today I had the football game and then we went my aunt's for ice cream cake and dinner. Mmmmm.... 

Now that I think about it, not much happened today. 
DFTBA! ♥ 

k.bai. 

Smiles, hugs, and lots of love,
Carrie 

hooray for Fridays!

It's the first Friday of school, hooray! We have survived the first week of sophomore year! /applause

Virgil, Momo, and I had a library party today in which we did bio homework. It was fun and peaceful and I got a lot of work done.

We did a lab-thing in biology today involving food coloring, milk, and soap. It was beautiful. The point of it was something to do with the polarity of soap molecules and how they're emulsifying agents and how soap breaks up fats, but the only thing I really understood was the part that the colors were pretty. 8D

Fencing "starts" (meaning that I might just be tempted to go) next week. Some of the scary fencing eleven-year-olds are actually freshmen this year. They're not the particularly scary ones, though. Just the ones who, like, joined halfway last year and aren't very scary at all.


Yeah, I was going to write a depthy post today, but. . . yeah. Sorry for being so lame. ^^;

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You have reached the voice-mail of www.sixlittlecurlyfries.blogspot.com. We are currently unavailable at the moment due to the start of stupid, stupid high school (year II). We would be glad to hear from you in the comments section, but we are currently being smothered by piles upon piles of homework. "What?!" you may ask. You heard correctly. We've only had three days of school, yet somehow, beyond my understanding, our teachers have managed to load us up with hours of homework and studying. Anyways. We apologize for any inconvenience. We all know that you, reader, look forward to a 6LCF post every day (except Wednesday, of course) for all of your entertainment needs. Hopefully someone will find it in their busy schedules this week to write an actual post. 

Until then, goodbye! 

Again, we are all truly sorry for the lack of depthy posts. Hopefully you don't die of sadness without us.

Love,

Momo (and all the other curly fries, I'm sure)

I hate homewooorrrrrrrkkkkkkkk

I didn't have time to post yesterday so I thought I would make up for it today but then I didn't have any time today either.

It's only the second day of school. 

This year is going to be interesting.

School.

Ick. It starts tomorrow >.<


North Carolina was gorgeous. I'm too lazy to go into details, but, it was gorgeous. The weather was nice and sunny, there were beaches everywhere, it was warm, there was a cool sea breeze everyday....*sigh*


Tomorrow school starts, and I'm sort of excited and sort of nervous. Bah. I miss summer already.


In NC, we visited the Wright Brothers National Memorial. Lovely day. 


We also went to Jockey Ridge National Park. Lovely sand. (It wasn't too hot...event though it was extremely sunny)


We flew kites. Pretty. We named xiy's kite 'The Bully' and my sister's kite 'England'. England is a unicorn with pink forelocks. :)


Yup.


So we came home yesterday, and on the way home, we went to get groceries from a Chinese/Asian market that we go to. (I believe xiy goes here sometimes) I happened to have my camera with me, so I took a couple of pictures that were interesting or sparked my interest.


Okay. The pictures will come (along with comments) next week, since my SD card is acting up. Argh.


SCHOOL. TOMORROW. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


Book club! Yay!


FRAPPUCCINOS!!!!


MOCHA FRAPPUCCINOS!!!


NORTH CAROLINA!!!!!


BEACH!!!
SUMMERRR!!!!!!!




LYNDA!!!!!!




P.S. Exciting thing I found out today: DAMIAN from Celtic Thunder, is in The Glee Project. I may very well watch that just because he is in it. Such a lovely baritone voice. SUCH GORGEOUS EYES!!! Everyone in Celtic Thunder (this band/group of singers) has SUCH BEAUTIFUL EYES!!! *is jealous*

Well, um, this is awkward.

Hi. How's it going? 

It's really late. And I'm really tired. But I had a really fun day.

So, um. I'm the only curly fry who's still in town. Thanks, guys. I appreciate it. :/ 

k.bai.
 DFTBA♥ 

Smiles, hugs, and lots of love, 
Carrie

heyyyy guess who it is

Yup, it's one-year-older xiy, posting to you at 10:40 PM on her last night in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It's been an absolutely lovely vacation (I stomped on crabs; flew kites; got sand stuck in my unmentionables; collected shells; swam around in dirty water [but also beautiful huge Atlantic-Ocean-waves that were the best things ever <3]; built sand castles; and was mauled by small children, caught in a nightmarish traffic jam halfway through Virginia [the worst thing EVER], devoured by mosquitoes, and sunburnt to a crisp), but I'm quite happy to be coming home.

I'd be happier, of course, if "going home" meant that a certain s-word wasn't involved as well. Ugh. 

I SAW THIS YEAR'S SCHEDULE. It seems pretty alright.

I also got a bright-pink T-shirt. House would be proud. Lynda got a windbreaker and we got presents for the rest of you Curly Fries (<3) and it was fun. Today, we hiked up multiple giant sand dunes and burned in the heat and then went crabbing. How the parents expect to eat fifteen crabs tomorrow morning (because obviously we can't take stinking crabs along with us in the car) I'll never know, but I suppose they'll think of something.


And then we went to eat very-fried seafood and I don't think I'm going to eat for another week. It was really delicious, though the waitress was a bit rude.


Tomorrow means (two) all-day car rides and Curlyfryland; I've missed you all and I want to see your Lovely Shining Faces (TM) again~! Lynda (who is sitting beside me) says hi. ^.^


How has your summer gone? Beautifully, I hope. To all the people who've yet to start school: IT'S COMING HOLY CRAPPITY CRAP D:. To all the people who've already started: It must be terrible. :( I hope you get through it with a minimum of limbs lost.


Goodbyeeee and see you next Friday!


xiy

Thisposthasnosubjectyay!

Today is Thursday.

The last Thursday before...

..it...

D:

We shant speak of it.

Anyway. Tomorrow is our marching band performance. All of the squads (groups of 4-5 of like instruments) can dress up in costumes together. 

For example, my group considered:

1. Disney princesses
2. Trees (?)
3. Strippers (not my idea in any way)
4. Cops that are really strippers (still not my idea)
5. Harry Potter characters
6. Skittles
7. alcoholic beverages (once again, not my idea)
8. playing cards
9. dominos
10. the 7 Dwarves
11. Antoine Dodsen(s)
12. Cars

We ended up choosing cars because it would be the easiest. All we're wearing are t-shirts with the logos of various cars on the front. 

We're really lazy.

What else?

Uuuh. A giant storm just passed through. It was crazy.

Wasn't that a fun and lazy summer post?

It was.

Bye.

Momo

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 Review - Part 3 (& other things)

Okay, so this is Part 3 of my Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 review. I started this a month ago... let's see if I can finish it tonight!

I left off at "lightning has struck, I repeat, lightning has struck!" 

Now I shall move on to one of my least favorite moments of the movie, but that's okay because right after that is one of my most favorite moments. The least favorite moment is when Ginny walks in and just kind of gawks at Harry, like, "HUH? WHA?" She should have been ecstatic to see him, the love of her life who's been on-the-run-and-possibly-dead for the last eight months. She should throw her arms around him or something. Ron's comment about how she doesn't even say hello to her brother is funny, and then Seamus saying "she only want Harry" was also funny, I guess... but the whole moment was quite awkward, and I feel like the humor was unnecessary in a time that's obviously a transition into the more dangerous-and-serious part of the movie. 
Also, in this whole scene, there's a random ginger standing next to Cho Chang who looks like she could be like ten years old. What is she doing in Dumbledore's Army?

After that awkward Room of Requirement thing comes one of the best scenes ever, in any movie, EVER - when Snape calls the students together and asks about Harry Potter's whereabouts, and then Harry just pops out from the crowd and is like, "uh, you've got a security problem." AND THEN the Order of the Phoenix shows up and the crowd goes wild! Snape and McGonagall's duel, although short, was nothing less than truly epic. I don't remember if I've said this before, but Alan Rickman and Maggie Smith basically showed up everyone else in terms of acting.   

I was disappointed that all of Slytherin House was escorted to the dungeons, rather than given the choice to fight or go home. I also don't like how they didn't evacuate the underage students - in the book, McGonagall's first priority is to keep the students safe and under control, but in the movie the battle just sort of starts and then everyone in Hogwarts is running every which way with no apparent purpose other than to emphasize the hysteria. 

THEY SKIPPED THE SCENE IN RAVENCLAW TOWER. I understand that it was for time's sake, and that the scene is quite pointless in the book because all Harry does is find out what the diadem looks like, but still. I WANTED TO SEE RAVENCLAW TOWER. Oh, well. Maybe that's a good thing, because now the image of the Tower that I have in my mind can remain untainted by the influence of film. 

Helena Ravenclaw was SO CREEPY. In that one part when she get's all mad, "HE DEFILED IT WITH DARK MAGIC!!" her eyes get all bulgy and weird, and that was probably the scariest part of the film for me, no joke. I was sad that they cut out the random back story about Helena and the Bloody Baron, but I guess it doesn't actually matter to the plot. Going on simultaneously with this scene - the protection of Hogwarts is truly awesome. That magical shield that the Order & teachers built - it was so well-done! (Although, I must say, it looked better in 2D. The 3D made it a bit cheesy.)

[All these comments about the battle might be a bit out-of-order. It all happened so fast!!]

Around this time, there's a shot of Fred and George talking. "You alright, Fred?" 
OH MY GODRIC. This is the part when I started bawling, and I didn't stop until a few days later. 

Also, McGonagall activating the suits of armor was pretty BA. I'm not sure if "I've always wanted to use that spell" was really needed, but I can't help but love anything that comes out of her mouth. Neville on the bridge... ah, I love Neville so much. It was so cool how they were able to blow it up. 

The Room of Hidden Things was well-done. The Fiendfyre looked really cool (again, the 3D did NOT live up to expectations, but I liked it in 2D) although I'm not sure why they felt the need to stab the diadem with the basilisk fang, when the Horcrux got destroyed by the magical fire anyways. Oh wait, THAT REMINDS ME. I skipped a VERY IMPORTANT PART. 

Ron & Hermione 4 evahhhhhh!! ohmygoodness the kiss was perfect. I never ship Ron or Hermione with anyone else because they're both so perfect for each other! (On a side note, I actually did once read a fanfic when Harry and Hermione hooked up, but it was okay because Ron was dead.) I loved it when Ron told Hermione to kill the cup, and she was like I can't do it, and then he just looked her in the eye with such complete trust and told her that she could. Ahhh what a moment. <3 They just make me so happy! There were actually quite a few other R/H moments in this movie that I left out - for example, when they're trying to figure out where Harry went on the Marauder's Map and Ron points out that Hermione once told him that the Room of Requirement doesn't show up on the map, and she was like, "Yeah... I did!" like she was surprised that he remembers what she says. It's because, of course, he savors each word that comes from her lips and stores it up in his heart because he's so in love and OHMYGOSHIHAVETOMOVEON.

Voldemort creeped me out during the final battle. It kept switching back to him, and as the battle progressed, you could sense him getting more and more anxious as well as angry. I love it when he just randomly kills someone. So perfect. This movie really captures his psychotic-ness. 

Another great Voldemort moment was when he's talking to Lucius and he asks, "How do you live with yourself?" and Lucius says, "I don't know." It's a very touching moment between two very evil people. Lucius is so torn between his loyalty to his family and his loyalty to the Dark Lord, and Voldemort knows this, and even HE is disgusted by Lucius's inability to choose a side and stick with it. But then Voldemort tells him to bring Severus, and I start crying so hard that I can't even watch. 

The Trio's journey from the castle to the boathouse is almost surreal. They somehow get past all of these duels going on at once (I feel like in real life it would be likely that at least one of them would get hit with a spell) and they see dead?Lavender about to get eaten by Fenrir Greyback, and Hermione defends her, which I think was very honorable, because of course she despises Lavender. So yeah - there's like five whole minutes of them running through the battle, past spiders and trolls and various people. This bit is a bit fuzzy in my mind because I was so freakin' emotional. NO SNAPE DON'T NOOO!! (A note about the boathouse: I was okay with the change-of-scenery from where it took place in the book. The Shrieking Shack is ugly. Now my favorite character can die in a beautiful place.) 
 
I'm too tired to fully express my feelings about Snape's death scene. I'm afraid it'll have to wait until Part Four of my review, coming next week! I guess I won't be getting through the whole movie tonight... but I'll try to finish it next time! 

--

In other news, marching band has started, and House and I are in the same squad again yayy!! Except this time, I am the squad leader, so I get to boss her around. It's loads of fun. Also, Momo's sister is a field commander, which is quite exciting. 

School starts in less than a week. It's hard to soak in when all that's going through your mind is "SCHOOL'S OUT FOR SUMMER" (part of our opener this year). Sigh. I really, really hope that I have classes with the other Curly Fries. If I don't, I will be very sad indeed. 


It's crazy that we're sophomores now. It's even crazier that the sophomores are now juniors, and the juniors are now seniors, and the seniors are going off to college. EVERYONE NEEDS TO STOP GETTING OLDER, I CAN'T HANDLE IT. Like xiy, who just had a birthday. IT'S NOT OKAY. (Just kidding. I love birthdays! Did you see the banner I put up? Major artistic talent right thur.)

That's all, folks.

Love,
Virgil

band camp band camp band camp

Hey, guys.

First of all, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, XIY! <3 <3 <3 :)

Today is our lovely xiy's birthdayyy. We wish her the very best =(^.^)=

Other exciting things are happening this week. For one thing, our lovely Virgil will be back with us, posting away about Harry Potter and things. And yay that Virgil is back, since that means she'll be lovely and  in time to attend marching band camp!!! Marching band camp starts this week, you guise!!! I can't wait to be back in the three hundred+ person band our lovely school boasts. I mean, if walking back and forth in the blistering sun, being yelled at by a few teachers and upperclassmen, and getting awkward suntans isn't fun, I don't know what is.
Woooo, marching band.

Also, more soccering this week! We've got two scrimmages to look forward to. Our lovely JV team actually started pre-season off really well, winning our first scrimmage last week 3 - 0 :) Looks like this is gonna be a better year than last, which is excellent.

Buuuuut... *sighs* This week is our last full week before school starts D:
I don't know about you guys, but I wish we had a little bit longer until having to return to deadlines and snarky teachers and really icky bathrooms.

Anyway, iz now my bedtime.
I hope you guys spend your last week of freedom well ^.^

With all due respect,
House.

P.S. Can you believe it? We're sophomores! Huzzah!

Woah there, Cowboy.

So, uh, just a short post. I just have a couple of thoughts I'd like to get off my chest:

1. Band camp next week. :D Who's excited? 
2. School begins in exactly 1 week and 3 days. I really wanna see my schedule. XD
3. I really need a shower.
4. Last full day of cat-sitting, yo. Then I's be gettin' paid! :D 
5. Noms. :3 
6. Oh.crap.Ihavetofinisha200-somethingpagebookinaweek. Meh.

Okay. That's all. 

DFTBA!♥ 

Smiles, hugs, and lots of love, 

Carrie

Post #401

We shant be speaking of the horrible tragedy that will come true in 1 1/2 weeks. 

No. We will pretend that the s-word doesn't exist.

******

I was sleep-talking last night. Did you all know that I sleep-talk a lot?

I do. 

Whenever I share a bed with my mom on vacations or whatever she tells me that I talk in my sleep and she can even have conversations with me.
Anyways.

 Apparently I was sitting in my bed going, "HULLO? HULOOOOOOOO?". My mom walked in to see if I was okay and I said something about a devil or something.

I think I should video tape myself sleeping one time. That'd be a guaranteed YouTube hit. 

 ******

VIRGIL IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But xiy and Lynda are just now leaving for their vay-cay. That makes me sad.

 ******

Next week is band camp!!! I'm so excited to see my friends!!!

Virgil and her twinsie are squad leaders. I already know my squad because my sister is a field commander (conductor) but I wish Virgil's sister was my squad leader. Poo. She's so cool. 

******

Aglarblahr. Tomorrow I have to get my teeth cleaned with the stupid blind dentists who think that when they scrape chunks of gum out everything is jolly-good. I hate themmm.

******

I'm gonna miss these summer posts with no subject.

I straightened my hair today and thought of you, Housie-poo!!

LOVE,

MOMO 

HULLLLLLOOOOOOOOOO?

{{crew crew crew}}

Heh, I copied (sorta) the title from House...

Standard and Pro (S&P) dropped the US' credit rating from AAA to AA+. Which, I gather, is a very big deal. First time in US history. Wall Street is going down, and so are the stock markets in Shanghai, Hong Kong, and Japan, and....eh, the world. Not that I understand much about this. I understand nothing about this at all, actually. Just thought y'all would like to know.

Here's how my brain's thought process ruined a whole night of sleep for me:

School starts in about 15 days. OH MY FRICKING GOODNESS, I'm going to be a sophomore. Not only will I be a sophomore,which is scary enough, I'll be taking sophomore classes (okay, so that's a given...but I'm sort of slow when it comes to connecting certain things with a big idea). This includes APUSH and AP Biology and 10 Advanced Math.

I've read my whole entire APUSH textbook and I'm halfway through the other book that the teachers assigned us (Howard Zinn's A People's History of the United States). So I guess a part of me is sort of like, oh, it'll be fine. BUT IT WON'T BE, said another part of my brain. I call that part, Lynda the Pessimist. Now, Lynda the Pessimist (LP for short), is very rude. She pointed out that there's no way that I could possibly remember every part of my reading, and that I hadn't actually outlined everything, and that my memory pretty much sucks, and that I'm horrible with remembering dates (I've only recently gotten the year of the revolution ingrained into my head. 1776. Though, eh, the exact date of the Declaration of Independence eludes me...especially on the Fourth of July >.>), and that I'm also horrible with remembering important people (GEORGE WASHINGTON, people, is the only president (besides the current) that I remembered until about, what, 4th grade? *sigh*).

I really don't know why people I know think I'm smart. I'm really not.

Last year's Physics and Chemistry class did not make me feel in the least bit prepared for AP Biology. Seriously. I feel like a lot of my brain cells died in that class. No idea how I got an 'A'. No idea at all. AP Biology sounds like fun, but...I can't really dredge up enough knowledge to understand what Biology is...at least, not at the moment. *groan* AND it's a double period. Well, at least the labs are supposed to be fun.

AND MATH. OMG OMG OMG OMG OMFG OMFG...I love math...er, I mean, I love algebra. Why? Because I understand it. I just have to solve for x using my knowledge of equations and whatnot. But I do not understand Geometry. All those different ways to get to the answer! >.< I just hope there's a lot of algebra in our math class.

But those are the academics. I'm worried about the physical strains of sophomore year (er, not that the added homework will do well for my sleep deprivation problem (GREEK, ARGHH, GREEK...and it's confusing as heck. I suck at grammar, and that's all Greek is about...so far!). This brings me to my big old worry (and the title of my dearest post).

CREW.

Was that anticlimactic? Maybe.

I love crew. I just am a sucker for complaining about the horrible pain and weariness my body feels after practices and regattas. Blech. Sweat.

I've been running every Saturday with the crew team (okay, so only 4 people show up, but...meh), and good grief, that just shows me how totally not in shape I am. I've gotten better, but...OH THE PAIN.

Fall season is not filled with sprints. Nope. Spring season is sprints. Sprints are 2Ks...2000 meters. That's done in about, 7,8, or 9 minutes. FALL SEASON IS 50KS. THAT's that the number of words for NaNoWriMo. Now, imagine a meter per word, and there you have it. How far we row in the fall. THAT'S LIKE 20 SOMETHING MINUTES!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!

*clutches heart* I'm so going to die. I knew I should have been less lazy. Okay, so I'm at work the whole day, and I can't go to practices, but still. I'm going to die. Maybe not as much as some of the other people who haven't gone to a single practice...but, eh...

Not to mention I'm going to be VARSITY this year. Though, uh, in crew, you're only a novice for the first year on the water, and then you're...erm...I think JV until senior year, and seniors are Varsity...and in Shaker, we're all Varsity after freshmen year....BUT STILL, I'll be in a boat against VARSITY boats from other schools >.< eeep!

I'm still worried about making a fool of myself by falling in to the water or slipping on the docks, or dropping the super-expensive boat....

*sigh*

Well, on the bright side, we still have 15 more days of SUMMER to enjoy.

-Lynda

P.S. Do any of you guys know when we get our schedules? Do we get them during homeroom on the first day of school? If yes, is there a way to get them earlier?

{{soccer soccer soccer}}

Soccer soccer soccer
soccer
soccer
soccer.

Soccer try-outs are tomorrow.
... omg, soccer try-outs are tomorrow.

As of now, our coach is planning on making a JV team, a varsity team, and a bubble team that will practice with varsity and play in the JV games. (He's rather persistent about keeping his starting eleven playing for most of the game, so those bubble team players wouldn't be getting much playing time in a varsity game.)

Since I'm really not sure at all which team I'll be making {though I'm preparing for JV}, I have three victory songs lined up for when the results are posted tomorrow night at 6:30 pm, an hour after our evening session of try-outs. A victory song for making JV (since I'll be looking forward to leading a great team), a more-victory song for making varsity (since then I'll get to play alongside some really great players and coaches), and a super-victory song if I'm on the bubble team. I see the bubble team as ideal for my situation, since practicing with players better than I am is the best way for me to improve, and game time is always important for experience.

Technically, I think the coaches all have a pretty good idea as to who is going to be on which team. Tomorrow is really for seeing which girls are going to show up that we haven't seen for the past two months... well, and seeing how far we're willing to be pushed >.<

Anyway, enough soccer talk.

Marching band camp is starting soon! I'm actually kind of excited for this football season to start. Running the same drills in the sun over and over isn't very fun, but it will be nice to be back in the big (BIG) band setting with my band friends again ^.^

School's starting soon, too.
Ughhhh, having deadlines to meet once more will be fun... but at least we won't be freshmen! :)

*sighs* I should go to bed, considering the first session of try-outs start at nine am.
Hope you all are enjoying the last bits of summer!

With all due respect,
House.

♪ " I love cats, I love every kind of cat. I just want to hug all them, but I can't, can't hug every cat." ♫

Hiyo! 

Oh my gosh, my title just quotes the BEST song EVAR! :D Jk. Kind of. :P  

Well, as some of you may know, I am kitty-sitting cats. :D It's very exciting and I'z be getting monies for it. :D Anywho, today was very exciting the land of cat-sitting. The one cat named Toby decided to thank me for petting him by grooming me. He literally grabbed my arm and kept licking it. It was quite amusing. :P Then, this evening I was sitting on the couch and he walked onto my lap but ending up standing on a tickle spot. I didn't want to push him off since they are old cats, but I just couldn't stop laughing. 

FACEBOOK STOP DISTRACTING ME! Meh. 


Oh yeah, and I went shopping today. :) That was fun. ^_^


k.bai. 
DFTBA♥ 


Smiles, hugs, and lots of love, 
Carrie

here's a flying sheep; enjoy

Hello! I know I haven't posted much art here recently [insert shameless plug for my tumblr here], but today I am; this is part of a bigger thing I'm working on (which might or might not get finished sometime next week, depending on my relative level of late-summer laziness). I thought I'd share this bit with you guys, since I'm not sure how long it's going to take me and I'm not really sure what to talk about today.


This time next week, I'll be in a hotel somewhere in Maryland, halfway to North Carolina, where my family and Lynda's family have planned to go to on a rather late vacation. I'm quite excited. :D

And then after the vacation is school and APUSH and AP Bio and math (no gym, thankfully, but instead there's a stupid online health course that costs $126), which is considerably less exciting. Oh well. Fencing might be fun to go to again after a four-month break. . .


It's weird to think that we're going to be sophomores this year. :|a


I think that's it for today.

Howdy?

Goodness. I logged on to 6LCF today to post and I saw the thing that tells us how many posts there are and it said 400! I was so excited. Then I found all of these drafts (I think mainly from House) that were almost all titled "lalalalala". One of them was titled "House, Virgil, and Momo Exploded!!" and it was about Latin Convention and it was only "OMG! Latin! Weekend! Food! .5 star hotel!". I deleted those, though, because they were basically all empty. Yeah.

You know what sucks? We only have 19 days until school and I DON'T WANNA GOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY CAN'T MAKE ME GOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! I WILL STAY HERE AND HIDE AND THEY CAN'T FORCE ME TO GIVE UP SUMMER!!!!!!!

I don't wanna go to school. :(

I dunno what to pooost. Aglahbablah.

I wrote that ^ this morning but now it's night.

I just came back from dinner with my neighbors and the husband of the woman is such an asshole. It made me think, like, how someone marries a person and can guarantee that they'll stay nice and lovely the whole relationship. It makes me nervous because I want to get married and have children of my own (that's so weird) but I'm scared that I won't marry a person that will stay nice.

Like, the husband must have been really nice when my neighbor got married, right?

I want a Molly-Arthur Weasley relationship!!!! That is the kind of relationship I want when I get married.

Do you ever think about your future like that? 

Like who you'll marry.

And the fact that he is alive somewhere on the planet. 

Or you might even know him already.

Doesn't that sort of creep you out?

When I was in Germany, I kept having this dream that I lived there and I was all grown up and married and had children and you all came to visit me and we were driving around and I was translating signs for you all. We were all grown up (which was really odd) and all had husbands and kids that were all playing together (not the husbands). It was very strange.

Anyway. 

Those were just some thoughts.

Blagh. 

Love, Momo

In my Germany dream, Lynda had grown quite a bit. Don't give up hopes of being tall, Lyndy-kins!!

Oi, you! You're a GIT, you know?

Ah...git. The UK people sure have nice insult that aren't too demeaning and vulgar to hurl at a person in public.

Today, dear readers, I woke up at 7:30 AM.

NOT willingly.

I woke up and stretched, and yawned, and smiled at the rising sun.

But not really, because it was cloudy.

Then I said, "Oh, it's so nice to sleep early, and wake early! It's refreshing."

Ha. LIES. The normal human ritual is to sleep late, and then wake up when hungry.

Then...we went to my dad's lab in a U-HAUL.

That was really cool.

The funny thing about U-HAULs, is that the one I was in had those awesome things where you twist the handle to operate the windows...

I spent like, half the ride going: "WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" while playing with it.

Anyways, morning stuff over, I got to the lab, and started diligently reading my APUSH textbook.

Which, by the way, I've got 5 chapters left. Apparently last week's prediction of being done with it hasn't quite worked out...

Speaking of history, as I was finishing up WWII, I got to the part of the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

Horrible. The book just mentions that, "Oh, a couple thousand died on impact, and then a few more thousand dies from the radiation burns a couple days later." Not that I'm complaining (less reading for me!), but really,the bombs inflicted lasting effects that scientists aren't even sure about today, and the number of people that ended up with leukemia increased, and so many other things that could have been influenced by the bombs...it's just really sad that the book doesn't even touch those topics.

And then later on, America goes and tests an H-bomb? *sigh* Humans can be so self-destructive...Though some people tried to create an international atomic weaponry council, but the US and the USSR both were wary because of the whole Cold War that was going on...*sigh*

All this is interesting, but the textbook is confusing when it goes on about politics, because it jumps from major events back to the little political brawlings that influence different things, and the timeline is completely screwed up, and oh-my-goodness how many times can a man run for president, lose, and then spring back onto the campaign scene??? You'd think they'd give up already.

Speaking of giving up. I've nearly given in to wearing a sign that says: "MADE IN CHINA". Or maybe "YES, I'M CHINESE. I'M ALSO ASIAN." Stupid idiots.

Ah. The little miniature rant felt good. Even if it was only a couple sentences long. I'm having problems with my ranting because it's summer, and I just found a couple of good fanfics, and I'm almost done with my textbooks, and it's summer, and we're going to the beach for a whole blessed week....and I'm in a surprisingly good mood....

Good grief, I'm in a good mood. huh. nice.

So, I've been running on Saturdays (3-ish miles) with my crew team, and there's been 4 people, including me at the practices...2 of them being the team captains. Oh, how lazy people are.

On the other hand, I'm incredibly lazy too. I'm still annoyed that daddy dearest decided that since my siblings no longer have camp or daycare, we'd get up earlier and get to the lab earlier...EARLY AS IN, 7:30 AM. RAWWWWWWWR.

well. That was a totally pointless post. Hey, why don't we end it with a song?

It's Deathly Hallows, gotta destroy a horcrux,

everybody's looking forward to the movie, part two! *goofy looking smile with two fingers held up (imagine a peace sign, for those of you who are bad at numbers)*

Deathly Hallows, gotta destroy a horcrux,

everybody's looking forward to the movie.

Dobby's dead, Dobby's dead, NO!

Dobby's dead, Dobby's dead, HOW?!

Cry, cry, cry, cry.

Looking forward to the movie.

The movie which I've already watched! EEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

Virgil's HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART TWO MOVIE REVIEW PART THREE will be up tomorrow! (I think, unless she can't post cuz she's in Scotland having FUN.)

-Lynda

P.S. I just read House's post...and OMIGOODNESS....

I WILL FIND THE QUILL. I WILL FIND THE QUILL. I WILL. FIND THE QUILL. I. WILL. FIND. THE. QUILL.