All I Can Put Today Is:

Oh yeah. And IT'S THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR US AND WE HAVE NO SCHOOL NOW OMFG YES. 

ALSO IT'S SUMMER (BUT COLD STUPID CITY WE LIVE IN) WOOHOOOO 

CELEBRATE WITH THE ADORABLE PICTURE OF LOKI AND A BOX OF KITTIES!

Dissolved Oxygen and Aquatic Primary Productivity

Yeah, so I have no idea what the title really means...

We're in AP Bio right now, and we're not doing anything at the moment 'cause we're in the computer lab waiting for instructions to do a lab.

(We, being House and me)

Damn, I haven't posted in ages.

Um, so, our huge APUSH exam is coming up this Friday ;A; and AP Biology exam is next Tuesday X_x

And um, yeah. So we have to do the lab now, bye.

Luv,
Lynda

P.S. HOLY FUCK I AM PANICKING ABOUT MY BIO GRADE HOLY FUCK IT IS NOT GOOD RIGHT NOW.

Sleeping is Good. So it Caffiene (Artificial Sleep).

HEY GUYS!!!!

Right, so before I get to my title...lol...let me first say that: IT DOESN'T MATTER IF WE DON'T GO TO THE SAME COLLEGE. Seriously, guys. as long as we stay in contact, and like, have reunions/vacations/roadtrips/meetups/skype/technology/email/thisblog/ANYTHING, we're still friends. Friends aren't people who are constantly next to each other. Friends are people that you know will have your back, no matter how far they are. Friends are people that accept your quirks, your faults, your weird little obsessions, and also they accept that even if they aren't RIGHT NEXT TO you...you'll still be their friend, and they'll still be yours. Actually, I take that back, that's what BEST FRIENDS are. They accept (almost) everything about each other, and know that although they all have their own lives, own personal friends, boyfriends, families, whatever--they're still part of each others lives. C'mon, guys. If I'm being this frickin' sappy and serious about something, it has to be true (I mean it...like, c'mon...ewww I'm being sappppyyy >.<). We'll always be friends if we want to be. It's like the Lamarckian Theory of Friendship! : D

(hahaha, I know that part of the Lamarckian theory of Evolution-wanting/needing=poof!evolution! is false...but we'll pretend otherwise, eh? On the bright side, I got that right on our Evolution Test today in Bio. Which, btw, I just took...T_T)

Anyways. Moving on to less sappy and happy and gushy-mushy schtuff....

CAFFIENE! It is GOOD FOR YOU. Ignore all that sh*t about stunting your growth (I ain't growing anymore...I accept that *glowers at Momo and xiy* and y'all just need to stop antagonizing me *continues to glare visciously at Momo and xiy*)...it's totally worth it if it keeps you from falling asleep/collapsing/dying during your day/AP BIOLOGY TEST. : D Yay!

See, I haven't had coffee/caffiene for like, years....but goodness, I needed caffiene today. For some reason (*cough* hehehe...I know said reason....*cough*), I was extremely sleepy today, and I was also SICK (still am...*sniffle*), my head hurt, and the general ickiness of being sick was there. So I got some Artificial Sleep-In-A-Cup. Also Known As: coffee/cappuccino. Hooray for human inventions!

Anyways...
gotta run.

Bye!

Luv, Lynda

Happy Chinese New Year!

Hey all!


I want to go to sleep, so this post will be relatively short :)


Today is the Lunar Calendar's NEW YEAR! Also known as CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!! YAY!!! My family had really yummmmmmmyyyy food yesterday and today: dumplings, seafood (you have to have this for the new year, it's to do with the word for "fish" and "plenty/extra" sounding the same-so if you eat fish, you'll have plenty/extra/surplus of GOOD THINGS/FOOD <3), nian gao (which is like, sticky rice cake things...mmmm) and lots of other delicious things. Anyways, that's really all I wanted to say. School has started again >.< Second semester is going, okay...Essentially, I am going to study really hard this semester, and get A+'s in ALL THE THINGS. This includes AP Bio tests and math tests...which I can totally do :)


For Chinese New Year, there's also this show/celebration/"variety show" on TV that my family watches every year. I couldn't find a video of it, but that's okay...
sooooo....that's all! I'll leave y'all with these lovely pictures! :D

Isn't that pretty? China makes really pretty things <3

Apparently, Chinese New Year/the Spring Festival is celebrated around the world now. This is in the UK.

While this isn't OUR table, it gives you an idea of how amazingly yummy and  how much food there is...

DUMPLINGS!!!

Common misconception...you don't "raise the red lantern" (lol) on Chinese New Year, that's for the Lantern Festival: the 15th lunar day!

Luv, Lynda!

heyall

hey.


so, a short little post cuz i have to go to sleep--like, now.


er, Christmas is over, and I got some presents :D I liked them...yeah...


we hav this new game called Sequence that's rlly fun! Yup. i won 2x. yay for lynda's brilliance!


obviously i'm not quite hyper right now. i can't really b bothered 2 write a lot...


uhh....nhd is...on it's way to being....done...sorta. it's a pain in the arse, but w/e


so, happy holidays and all that sheet.


l8r!


luv,
lynda

Iced Brownies, Continental Brownies, Turtle Brownies, Brownies in a Jar, Scrumptious Frosted Fudgy Brownies, Scrumptious Frosted Fudgy Brownies, and... WHOA THERE LADY!

HELLO!


I'm currently looking up different types of brownie recipes so that I may make DESSERT for our FABULOUS up-coming Asians-Only HOLIDAY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


hehehehe...*cough* erm, I may be running on an over-excited WINTER BREAK adrenaline rush! WOOHOO!


Anyways, I had no idea there were so many different types of BROWNIES! I LOVE BROWNIES. Just in case you didn't know. I LOVE BROWNIES! Although, I almost never eat them because of this little (er, BIG) pudgy area in the tummy area. No matter how much I work out during crew, I somehow manage to retain this ridiculous amount of blubber on my stomach. In fact, every other week or so, I have this conversation with my stomach/non-existent abs:


Lynda: HELLO? ABS? YOU THERE?
imaginary Abs: wha? wassup?
Lynda: WHY ARE YOU STILL IN HIBERNATION?!
imaginary Abs: pshaw, I was in hibernation, 'til you woke me up, gurl!
Lynda: Huh? I STILL DON'T SEE YOU!
imaginary Abs: probs cuz you ain't workin' out 'nuff, gurl!
Lynda: WHAT? WHY YOU LITTLE--
imaginary Abs: chill, gurl, imma come outta hibernation in *yawn* a coupla years, doncha worry yo purty lil head 'bout it...
Lynda: *giggle* hehe, you think I'm pretty? Why thank--
imaginary Abs: *snore*
Lynda: ...grrrrr...couple of years..>.<


And that is how my conversations go. Is it weird that my Abs are male? hmm, idk, maybe guys' abs are females...lol


So, I was screening the music in this new playlist I made for an erg mix (cd of music to be played while we work out during crew practice), and I realized that lots of my songs are NOT G-Rated as I had originally thought. In fact, some (lots) of my music has lyrics that could make my crew coaches blush :)


Anyhoo...I was watching a music video of this one song (Tonight by Enrique Iglesias <--who is a hottie btw!), and it was very GRAPHIC! HAHAHAHA! So I was typing the title to the post, when I got to this one part, where this one lady like, POUNCES! on the poor (hawt) guy! HA! LIKE A PUMA! POUNCE LIKE A PUMA! And I was like, "WHOA THERE, LADY! TAKE IT EASY!" And then there was more panting and the likes, and I was like, "SHIELD YOUR EYES, CHILDREN! SHIELD THEM! OR YOU WILL BE scarred!!!!"...lol


lol, I was watching another music video, lol, and it was KE$HA's Blow...and it was...hum, interesting [<--my word of the...month? idk...ask xiy about my word of the moment/month/year...I went through this phase in which I said everything was "weird"...and now apparently little voice #24 (aka Manners) and voice #34 (Vocabulary) have teamed up to find a word that's not as mean, and more polite, but voice #17 (Sarcasm) and #25 (Snark) have teamed up to influence 24 and 34 to find a word that I can inflect my tone in such a way that makes it sound...judgemental :D HURRAH FOR VOICES AND COOPERATION!!!] There were  unicorns in suits, and they were weird. Then Ke$ha goes and does these...innuendo things, and suddenly, there's shooting, and the unicorns shoot out rainbow lights from their bullet wounds??? INTERESTING!


So, thassall!


Luv,
Lynda


P.S. I just read over what I wrote, and I realize it looks like I'm on a sugar high or something...hum...I guess I sort of am. WINTER BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!! lol...Lynda be crazy today ;)

Nostalgia and those other Sappy Feelings

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.


So...today it hit me that I'm like, a lot older than I was last year. Shush. Don't make fun of that statement.


It's not like a, "I'm 16...OH MY GOODNESS, THAT'S BIGGER THAN 15!" It was more like one of those days when you're just reminiscing on what happened in the past...your good old days w/out APUSH, NHD, AP Bio...*sigh*


Anyways, as I was reminiscing, I reminisced (<--an actual word y'all. I didn't make that up) upon how cute it was that HOUSE and EZ have been together for 2 whole years...*giggle* I remember when it was brought up at our lunch table in 8th grade that EZ liked House, and we, being the mature middle-schoolers that we were, bugged House about it :) That was fun. I think I remember something about Momo demanding EZ to sing "Love Story" by Taylor Swift to House <3 lol....


*cough* So those memories led to the next Sappy Feeling: lurve...


So...it's interesting 'cuz xiy still claims that I'll get a bf before her (HA!), and that I'll be all mushy with him (PSHAW, yeah right), and that she'll have much fun teasing me about it, because I'll "be just as bad as House and EZ are" (HA!). Ah....the things that xiy believes...


Sappy Feeling 3: fondness of old rants (yes, it's a real feeling. at least, for me)


I went through my first Monday post, and I found this lovely quote:


"I hate him. I want to stab him to death with a spear. Make that 10 spears, 20 machetes, and 18 forks. He had the nerve to turn around after a song, and say, "I think you were rushing a lot." *STRANGLES THE AIR* And then he keeps poking me with his bow, and I just wanna stand up in the middle of the concert, and start hitting him with the metal stand."


ahhhh....it's a lovely little rant, yes? It's even better, because I still hate that nasty twerp. Whatevs. He's last chair now, no longer care.


"I was listening to my radio the other day, and a nice-sounding girl started to play. but then the song ended. And the DJ said, “… and we’re back. That was ‘Baby,’ by Justin Bie-” THAT’S WHAT YOU AMERICANS LISTEN TO??? GET SOMEQUALITY MUSIC ON YOUR IPODSSS!!!"


hahaha...the parody post, that's funny. :)


"*Lynda goes boom* I KNOW IT'S DECEMBER! WOULD YOU STOP TELLING ME IT'S DECEMBER?! I DON'T FRICKIN' CARE IF IT'S DECEMBER! I KNOW ALREADY! STOP TELLING ME IT'S DECEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*SCREAMS LOUDLY AND SHRILLY* *TAKES OFF RUNNING IN OPPOSITE DIRECTION*"


I don't even know what spurred this...hmmm. idk.


It's amusing to read through my old rants, because they stem from really petty things that accumulate, and then I "goes boom" apparently :) 


However, I am now mature and no longer rant about petty things. I have control over my loud and overbearing and complaining and dramatic and sometimes('kay, most times) violent emotions/tendencies now :)


Anyways, I have to chant more Greek for the final tomorrow. 'Night!


Luv,
Lynda


P.S. Isn't it funny I sign off with "luv"? Cuz I'm like, the least cuddly/loving/mushy/sappy person out of the Curly Fries...although I did devote a post to Sappy Feelings...but most of it was random old rants...

The Stoa of Zeus and...HELLO, I'm back :)

Hey y'all. Missed me and my lovely southern-y ways of greeting? Even though I'm a northerner? (I'm serious, I'm from the North of China...lulz) Anyways!


I was gone from the internet for a long time. I was working on the Greek project so I needed internet, and now I am making use of my internet access to write y'all a post! Woohoo!
It shan't be a long post as my computer time is almost up, but that's okay, because any words of wisdom coming from my mature and 16 YEARS OLD (Happy belated Birthday to me, anyone?) lips will be greatly appreciated by y'all. RIGHT? * intimidating glare* RIGHT.


So my Greek project is on the Stoa of Zeus. Ever heard of it? No. There are like, 2 legitimate websites that contain information that is even slightly credible about this sketchy stoa stuff (see the alliteration?), and one of them cites the other as a source. Hello??? Anyone find that weird? So I used my amazing skills of super-clicking to click through the Google search pages until I reached 2 more credible pages (FYI, they were on pages 57 and 59). Surprise surprise guys, they both cited the first website. Whatever. As long as my presentation goes well and I get an A, I'm fine with it.


So. The time has come for me to say goodbye and farewell to you faithful readers (who don't leave any comments...except House's dad-HI HOUSE'S DAD!). I have Greek tomorrow (dur), so I need my beauty sleep. Especially since my SWEET SIXTEEN year has begun. Need to look glamorous to attract 'em lads like bees to honey!


'night.


Luv,
Lynda

我是 A Curly Fry

Lol, so the title says "I am a Curly Fry"...I've just been listening to a boat load (geddit? crew? boat? hahahahahahhahaha--seriously though.) of Chinese Music, and one of them's all like, "A little bit of 爱情, 一点点的 wonderful!" And I'm just like...."ARGH. THE CHANGING OF LANGUAGES IS TOO MUCH!" *brain explodes*


I have problems when switching from Chinese to English then to Chinese again REALLY SUPER FAST. I screw up both languages when I attempt this. You have to give them Chinese singers a ton of points for doing that so fast and so well.


This problem of language switching also occurs when I'm super tired. Like, dead on my feet. It'll take me like, 10 minutes to figure out that a) you aren't speaking Chinese, b) you're speaking to me, c) I'm speaking Chinese to you, and you're staring at me like, 'wtf?" For example, that one day?


*flashback*
Lynda walked into a classroom. She went up to the teacher when Teacher calls Lynda. Teacher starts speaking to her. Lynda hears "你昨天的作业还行么?" In reality, Teacher speaks in a different language. English. "Was yesterday's homework okay?" Lynda replies in CHINESE. "啊？作业？我觉得还行。" Teacher stares at Lynda. "What?" Lynda realizes the problem.... "oh....uh....it was...uh, good?" Teacher: "Er....good. Good. Very good?" Lynda shrugs, a bit embarrassed.
*flashback ends*


So today in AP Bio, our student teacher (of sorts...she was never fully introduced, something about "mumble mumble local university contract mumble mumble....eh?) SPOKE. She's never talked at all, in, like, the past 5 or so weeks. We were all like, what? She talks? OMIGOSH. SO COOL.
Anyways...this is the extent of today's post. 


Au revoir! (I just finished a french art project's notecards to prepare the speech...I'm sort of in like, TRI-LINGUAL mode...It's very...strange.)


Lynda

Sup

Hey there, peeps...


Howdy y'all...


*cough*


HI!


Today's Monday.
I love Mondays. BECAUSE YOU CAN LOOK FORWARD TO A LOVELY WEEK OF SCHOOL.
OMG.


So we have this Andrew Jackson trial thing for APUSH tomorrow, and I have to sort of dress up, and I'm like...grrrr. It annoys me that Nicholas Biddle doesn't wear sweatpants and t-shirts all the time. Then I'd be like, comfortable. >.<


Yo.


So Chinese Club wants to build a frickin' float. A dragon, to be exact. How they're gonna do that, I have no idea. I'm just responsible for bringing duct tape.


Uh....


That's about it for today.
Sorry for the boring post; it's been a long day and there's Greek tomorrow...sooo...I'm not really in the mood for a long drawn out post.


Luv,
Lynda

What a Terrible Day

Hullo. I had a horrible day. Here it is--in detail:

LYNDA'S TERRIBLE DAY: IN DETAIL

6:50- Lynda wakes up...goes to the bathroom.

6:52- Lynda trudges back to bed, hoping (desperately) that it's only 5 in the morning,and she has another hour to sleep.

7:00- BRRRIIINNGG--Lynda's alarm rings, just as Lynda is snuggled in her bed, warm again...

7:10- Lynda wakes up for realz, from the doze she had since she slammed the snooze button on her alarm.

7:15- Lynda counts to 10 for the 50th time, telling herself, "I'll get up when I reach 10."

7:25- Lynda actually gets up, shivers, and then rushes to pull on the warmest clothes she can find.

7:40- Lynda is done brushing her teeth, hair, washing her face, dressed, packed, and headed(staggered) downstairs to eat breakfast.

7:45- Lynda is done glugging down milk and eating a dinner(lol, dinner) roll.

7:47- Lynda eases on shoes (she has painful blisters from the regatta on Saturday--OOOOWWWW...speaking of which, the regatta was cold, wet, and generally quite miserable), gently...

7:48- Lynda is pulling off shoes again, rushing up the stairs (erm, hobbling up the stairs) to get her iPod, 'cause she wants to listen to it on the busride down to the boathouse.

7:50- Lynda gently eases on shoes again (blisters still throbbing with pain).

7:52- Lynda runs (limps quickly) down the sidewalk in pursuit of xiy, and screaming at the top of her lungs, "XIY! OI! XIY! WAIT!!!"

7:56-Lynda and xiy make it to school. They part ways.

8:00- Lynda walks(totters) to French

APPROXIMATE TIME OF 2nd PERIOD: Lynda reads American Pageant (APUSH txtbk) during math class, in desperate hope that she will finish so she will pass the chapter quiz that's going to happen in 7/8 period.

......3rd period-5th period...... SKIP (it's boring)

LUNCH- Lynda eats. Lynda's friend, Bzz and Dani comment that Lynda's eggplant food look like octopus and snails, respectively.

7/8 period- Lynda PASSES THE QUIZ! WITH FLYING COLORS!

9/10 period- AP BIO....'nuff said

3:00- Lynda rushes (dodders) home in search of crew regalia...

3:06- Lynda arrives home...realizes keys are inside said home.

3:07- Lynda begins to panic.

3:08- Lynda's 'beginning panic' goes to full out 'PANIC' mode...

3:10- Lynda flags down passerby (highschool boy) by yelling, "YOU! YES! YOU! C'MERE!"

3:11- Passerby shuffles warily closer to crazed Lynda.

3:12- Lynda asks to use his cellphone.

3:14- Lynda realizes she doesn't know who to call (neighbor xiy is at Chinese Club)...hands phone back to boy.

3:20- Lynda runs (teeters) back to HS. Finds xiy, makes a scene. 

3:30- Lynda runs (totters) back home. Grabs umbrella and backpack (from doorway, where she put it), scares a first grader by whipping out the umbrella, and brandishing the umbrella like a sword.

3:50- Lynda arrives back at the HS, finds other crew buddy, borrows clothing, relaxes a bit.

4:00- Lynda is on bus to crew.

4:01-5:16...Nothing interesting happens.

5:17- Lynda's boat goes too close to coach's launch/motor boat thing/ship...Lynda's oar nearly decapitates coach's head.

5:18- Lynda thinks she heard a thunk when her oar goes flying over coach's ship. 

5:25- LARGE FREIGHTER COMES BY. OTHER BOAT NEARLY RUNS INTO IT.

5:30- Coach complains that his "unsinkable radio with the flashing light that goes on when in water" has sunk somewhere, and he can't see the supposed-to-be flashing light. Lynda realizes that the *THUNK* she heard when her oar went over the coach's ship was the radio colliding with her oar. Apparently said radio went flying out into the water...Lynda feels a tad bit of guilt...

7:00- Lynda arrive back home. She is content.

END

And thus ends my day. And my post. Have a lovely night.

Luv,

Lynda

Here a Lee, There a Lee, Everywhere a Lee a Lee!

Hurrah for History movies/musicals/videos!


I'm too lazy to post too much, so here's a lovely video to see! It's funny, and EDUCATIONAL! Oh, and the title if from the musical "1776", a lovely song...so now whenever I hear "Lee/Li", I'll think "Here a Lee, There a Lee, Everywhere a Lee a Lee...It's the F F V, the First Family...A resolution, for independency!" Such a catchy song... :)

Isn't the rat ADORABLE??? *cooes*
Another one of the Horrible Histories ^ is, erm, most of them, they're all really funny...like, Battle of Thermopylae- "USE YOUR SPEAR, IF YOUR SPEAR BREAKS, USE YOUR SWORD, IF YOUR SWORD BREAKS, USE YOUR...TEETH!"
Luv, Lynda

Stress...and Girly-ness

Hey all!


So, yes, the title of the post is "Stress..." and something else, we'll get to  that in a second. Yes, you see, today at lunch, a friend of mine asked me if I was stressed yet, and I thought: "No...not really" Then Momo kindly pointed out that I was freaking out about a couple of things, and I was sort of saying "NO! I'm not stressed, I'm not stressed at all" in a very nervous "STRESSFUL" way.


Hmm. 


So I guess I am stressed. I dunno. I do know that if I don't get a weekend to just relax and sleep away, I'm pretty sure I'll collapse somewhere in the dark corners of our highschool...not a fun thought. 


Well. It certainly can't be this weekend, I have a regatta >.< First regatta of the season. I'm quite excited. I didn't row much in Fall season last year, because our coach...I think she had something against me, because she only let me row in about 2 races the whole season. Hmph. Oh well, now I have a new lovely dear coach, and he makes everyone row at every regatta! Hooray! Even better, this regatta is only 3.5K instead of the usual Fall 5K races...


And somehow, all this stress and lack of sleep and neck pain (oh, did I mention that my neck feels like it has a perpetual crick? Grrr) has led me to want to become girly....weird. Not full out "PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS! AHHHH" girly, merely, "maybe I should curl my hair...?" sort of girly....


Anyways, this post was going to be longer, but my computer time is up, and grrrrrr I dislike this time thing!!!


So, House, if you read this before tomorrow, please be proud that I may curl my hair....


Luv,
Lynda

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOMMY!!!

Today was my mommy's birthday. So...HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAREST MOMMY!

*cough* so...yeah.

The weather's getting cold, eh? I'm going to have to use blankets soon.

Oh, and, uh, I've put in a thingy (HTML code) where the blog automatically plays music when you go to the page...so, if you don't like it, just scroll down, and there is a pause button on the left. Just click it. The song is "Gotta Get Back to Hogwarts" by Starkid for those of you people who don't know. Catchy song. Uhm, just a little note: THE SONG USES EXPLETIVES (like, in the middle). VIEWER LISTENER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

Uhm...so...our APUSH essay results came (at least, Virgil, xiy, and mine)...and...I really don't like mine. I hate it, in fact. But that's all I'm going to say on that topic, because it irritates me to think about it. 

So the theme (are we still doing that?) is sort of like, writings from our young days? Eh, here's my story, lovingly penned in purple gel pen--my 'lucky pen', in my diary. I'll just type it up for y'all, eh? It's copied word for word, without any additional editing. So...xiy, beware, there's like, a ton of comma things that you'll cringe at (more so than my current comma problem :)).

Ellian Genine

Once upon a time there was a princess who loved a prince but her father would not allow it. 

"BUT FATHER I love him!" 

"NO!" Knock Knock

"Your Magesty . You have a message from King Hall and Queen Senia."

"You are invited to dinner." So when King Genine (her father) left she sneaked off with her beloved and got married. King Genine was actually quite happy!

"I love you" was what Ellian told Mike her husband.

THE END

lol. I have no idea what the point of the story was. I don't understand why King Genine is suddenly okay with the whole thing. I also don't like the name "Mike" much. That's funny that I used it, because (can you tell?) I tend to come up with unique and bizarre and exotic-ish names for my characters. Eh. I definitely wasn't a good writer in 2005. Yes, I know the exact date, it's part of a diary entry. Shall I write the rest of the entry? It's rather rude. I feel like I should have a talk with my younger self about manners...but then, it is a diary (which I actually update, occasionally--though for a while, I had a text file for my diary. I password locked it, and then typed diary entries. I believe Momo tried to hack it at one point...didn't work though).

CONTINUATION OF LYNDA'S DIARY ENTRY on MARCH 9th, 2005:

Well I should tell you: Mrs. M (abbreviation of her name) is our (one of) lunch ade, she is fat and mean she won't even let us play with dirt! I hate her! Any way tomorrow is a test so, bye!

Love, Me

Oh...I had such a lovely little heart, so filled with childish anger and hatred of people who didn't let me do what I wanted. I think that lunch aide didn't want us (Momo, xiy, and me (and...House? I don't remember...) to play in the bushes, and we wanted to make little elf forts. Those were the days...we had recess back then...*sigh*

Well, g'night. Tomorrow is Greek >.< I get to review about more stuff I don't remember in the slightest. *half-hearted cheer* yay!

Luv, Lynda

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

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*

{{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?

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.

I'M BACK! DID YOU MISS ME?

I'M BACK I'M BACK I'M BACK!!! OH MY GOODNESS, I'M SO HAPPY, I'M BACK!!!! *kisses the computer* YES!!!!!!!! LYNDA IS BACK IN THE LAND OF TECHNOLOGY! WOOHOO!


*cough*


ah, yes....


Anyways, so, I've been gone for about...2 and a half weeks? idk. MISSED ME? CUZ I SURE AS HECK MISSED Y'ALL!!!


Speaking of missing:


MOMO IS BACK! SHE'S BACK FROM GERMANLAND!!! WELCOME BACK TO THE LAND OF THE CURLY FRIES!


AND THAAAAAAAAANKKKKK YOU FOR MY LOVELY PRESENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Please excuse me while I go and squeal....


Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!


They're soooooooooo sparkly!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEM!!!!


And...nomnomnomnom...if  when I gain 10  20 pounds from these DELICIOUS foodstuffs....I blame you :) Thassokay, cuz I love you anyways :)


In other news:


I'm currently more than halfway through my APUSH textbook. I anticipate that by the next time I post, I shall be done with it. And perhaps halfway through Howard Zinn's A People's History of the United States. *sigh* I'm lurnin' in the summer....


My edification is glorious.


Also in other news:


Today I read the name "Colonel Robert Gould Shaw" in chapter 24 (or was it 25?) of the APUSH textbook. For those of you don't know, Colonel Shaw and I, *cough* we have some history between us. (read: I LOVED YOU, COLONEL SHAW!!! WHY DID YOU DIE???? WHY????) So naturally, I started freaking out. Picture me, sitting in a laboratory, and hyperventilating. Now add in a couple of staring people... *sigh* Now my dad's lab thinks I'm more deranged than before....(that time I started sobbing from seeing a HPDH Part 2 video)


OTHER NEWS:


OH MY GOODNESS I SAW THE LAST HARRY POTTER MOVIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!


SKDGJHADLKSJHFGLHWESLITUH aeskltHGLSGDRHLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


OHHHHHH, how I CRIED....SNAPE! He was...he was... *sob* holding *wail* her *weep* in *cry* his *sniffle* armmmmmmmmsssss!!!! *WAIL SOB WAIL WEEP WAILLLLLL*




That was emotional.


Anyways, hope this made your night a bit nicer!


Until next time,
Lynda

(this is not lynda)

Unfortunately, due to circumstances beyond her control, Lynda is going to be (involuntarily) away from the Internet and thus this blog for an unspecified amount of time.

So I'm just here to tell you that Lynda told me to notify you guys; it's not her fault she hasn't been posting.

Now go back to doing whatever you've been doing with your summer. ♥