Happy Birthday, House!

Alright now, let's all sing it together: 

♫ Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you; happy birthday, dear Hou-ouseeeeeee~; HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! ♪

Today is our lovely House's birthday! Isn't that exciting? It is exciting. And Carrie's birthday is soon, and then all the Curly Fries will be the same age until November, when Lynda gets to be all haha-I'm-so-cool and gets a year older again. But at the moment, we nearly all match!

I actually drew this banner way back in July, because I was really bored and had nothing better to do at medical camp. Well, I did the sketch at medical camp, not the coloring. I did the coloring at home. ^.^

And Blogger's changed to be all pretty and clean and white and confusing and stuff! Does that count as a birthday present?

It's September now, but apparently the weather hasn't gotten the message yet. It was ~90F today, and the third floor of our school gets ridiculously hot in that sort of weather. And I just so happen to have French last period, which means I get to trek up the sweltering staircase (you can practically feel the steam; it was so humid today that paper started feeling soggy by the end of every class period) to a sweltering-er classroom while we reviewed the imperfect tense. Arrrgh.

But then it'll get cooler next week (I hope), so it'll all be good.

In Bio today, we had to do a lab about pillbug behavior. Momo, Virgil, and I named our ten pillbugs; the littlest one was Roanoke (the fattest one was Winthrop, the most rebellious was Anne Hutchinson, the two that looked most like each other were John Green and Hank Green, the skinniest was Delaware, the misfit-est was King George, and the meekest one was Canada), and it ended up dying, funnily enough. The pillbug we replaced it with was named Jamestown. :P

We were supposed to put the pillbugs in two petri dishes connected by a sort of hole-tunnel thing cut out of each dish so that they could move freely between the two (it kind of worked, but they kept escaping--Anne Hutchinson especially). A wet sheet of filter paper was put in one and a dry sheet in the other; apparently, the bugs were supposed to exhibit taxis and prefer the wet over the dry, but it didn't really work, because they just sort of wandered randomly.

(The wet-sheet dish was England and the dry one was America, because it always rains in England and because most of the bugs had American names anyway.)

And that's about it for today, I think. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HOUUUUUUSEEEE!♥ 

xiy

soccer soccer soccer and flute

Hey, guys.

Apparently, I'm supposed to take some time off from obsessing over Alan Rickman's excessive amounts of awesome [and how hot Matthew Lewis has gotten] to write this post. Idk how well this is going to go, then...

Japan won!  Yay for them! The game was mental, which I'm assuming those of you that knew the World Cup was going on already are aware of, since you had to have watched. Gahhhhahhahahhhhh.


Anyway, yeah. I've been keeping busy, mostly with soccer training/camp/practice (for the oh-so-soon pre-season!). I've been running my butt off between band rehearsals, sips of Gadorade, and quick showers, pretty much :P (Also, I've been doing a teeny bit of summer homework... not enough to, like, exert myself, but I've done a little. I took the final for this online health course thingy, so I'm officially done with listening to this lady from BYU lecture me on abstinence, hooray!!)


That's about it. Sorry about the short post... I kinda need to go to bed, you know, since soccer training doesn't go very well with being ~totally nocturnal >.<


With all due respect,
House.

Heat exhaustion is no fun...

Hello. 

So as some of you may know, where the curly fries live, it hit 93 degrees today. ninety. three. degrees. Cheese-its. that is waaaaaayyyy too hot. Especially for Carrie who has a very very very very very low tolerance to heat. My fingers start getting swollen, I get all dizzy, my stomach is achy. Luckily, I was at my (new - that story later) boyfriend's (let's call him eggr) house. And because of the fact that he is one of the sweetest things on this whole planet, he let me lay on his bed in front of his fan so I didn't die. :) He's so nice to me.  Oh yeah, by the way, Eggr and I totally watched Monty Python today. It made me think of the 6LCFs. :) ♥

Oh my gosh, Carrie has a new boyfriend!?!?!?!? no way! Yes, my dear reader, the rumors you are hearing are indeed true. I do in fact have a new boyfriend. ;D We shall call him eggr. The funny part about that is that me and my other non-6LCF friend refer to him as eggr sometimes. :P He is sooo sweet and funny. And all of the 6LCFs (I think) approve of him. My own mother approves of him! This makes me very happy. :) which is always a good thing. Happy Carrie is something you want to see. :) 

In the world of school we are currently living the dream known as "The last days of our Freshman year" but unfortunately that also means that we are in a nightmare known as "Finals". But on the upside, we only have one more day (but two more finals) until.... *drumroll please*...........S U M M E R ! ♥ ♫"I'm so excited that I just can't hide it..."♪ Wanna know how I'm celebrating the first day of summer break? ... PANIC! AT THE DISCO CONCERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

Sorry, I'm reaaaaaaaaally excited. ^_^ Like, really really excited. :D 
Anyway, these past few days have just been faaaaantastic! 

okay. BYE! 
DFTBA! ♥ 

Smiles, hugs, and lots of love, 
Carrie

*Yawn* It's Thursday again?

Hullo. I'm bored. Erm. I know everyone (starting from Momo) has started writing long novels as posts again. I'm gonna break the chain.Yeah. It's hot. You know what? I think I'm finished! I have nothing to write about.

O-oh. I forgot. Yes, the questions are getting seriously boring. Ummm... That's all. Sorry for a short post.

BTW, please visit my blog: My Blog for a longer post-ish thing. I finally updated it. Not quite sure when. The days are starting to get fuzzy in my brain...(Do brains rot? It feels like mine is)

TTFN,

Lynda

Terribly Hot Thursday

*gasp*...It's sooooooo frickin' hot!!!!!!

*melt* *liquidy fingers form*

*typing begins again*

Ahhh... Hello! It's going to be a rather short post. It's too hot to think/type. Anyways, our house has AC in 2 rooms. (We don't have central heating, so no AC unless we install a window/portable/thingy AC.) Those two rooms are A) the kitchen and B) the master bedroom. The kitchen is a place I tend to haunt anyways, so that's fine. The master bedroom, my parents+my siblings sleep in. In the daytime, I walk around there doing nothing except keep my body parts from touching each other--i.e., armpit area, folds of fat on stomach, neck area, etc. Sooo....I've been slowly losing pounds! Yay! See, sweating is a very important part of losing fatty material in you. As I'm the only member of the 6LCF who is actually in need of losing some 30 pounds, I tend to know these things. *sigh* [Lynda, Lynda, Lynda. You are not fat. So stoppit. -xiy] [Dude, you're way more in-shape than me. Siriusly.-v]

Alright! A happy bit of news! We have communication with MOMO!!!! She's alive!!!! She sent me a letter and I recieved it yesterday. The letter is a 6LCF letter, so I'll be handing it to xiy tomorrow, or tonight, cuz she's my neighbor, I'll just walk over, and give it to her. She can then send it to the rest of y'all! (not including readers, sorry.)

QUESTIONS!!!

1. Have you guys all melted, at least once, yet?

2. Should I even ask another question? (No one is answering or commenting anymore.)
3. (Guess I answered #2) Do you have a sprinkler? 

4. Have you run through a sprinkler these last few oven-days? Enjoy it?

बाद में मिलेंगे,

Lynda

P.S. If you hadn't noticed, I've been changing my signature lately. They all mean "see you later," cuz I usually say "seeya" to people in farewell ("cya" in chatspeak)... Saying "Good-bye" takes forever.

Today, it's Hindi. The pronunciation (Hindi speakers who are reading, please forgive my ears and brain), to me, sounds like "Bought-a-manly-inn", with an accent. *Nervous giggle*

GAAAH the HEAT! >.<;;

Hello there. How's life? [Oh, and happy Tuesday.]
Me? Ah, well. Life's okay, but I am not a fan of this weather. Today the temperature's supposed to be around 92F (for all the cool people who use metric/Celsius, that would be around 33C--I did that conversion in my head; be PROUD that my math skills haven't totally atrophied yet). Anything higher than 85F I don't like at all. 'S too hot. 
And there's no AC in my house, so I have to make do with ceiling fans. *Sigh*
*melts into a puddle of goo*
*reforms*


Yesterday, my family and Lynda's family went to the beach (it was a lake, not an ocean; just clearing that up). It was quite fun. We went in the afternoon, so the heat wasn't as bad (and, anyway, once you get into the water everything's nice and peachy). My dad got sunburned anyway, though. Heh. We also made this sand-fort-castle thingy at the very end; it's probably gone by now.
And I learned that my little sister is scared of large expanses of water. And she won't step on sand. Babies are funny creatures, aren't they.


In other news, I do believe that House has gone to camp by now. :( If so, there are now only four (4) Curly Fries left posting until at least mid-July, possibly even early/mid-August [I'm not too well-versed in the various schedules of the Curly Fries. Forgive me]. So, for all you readers excited for our book club (if anybody other than the 6LCF is reading this, please drop us a note in the comments? Even if it's just something like "hi there. bye," at least we know people are reading this), it won't be up 'til then.
Oh, and my birthday (August 14) is one month and eight days away! Woot! *eagerly begins countdown*


I requested a book called Kraken from the library ages ago, and I finally picked it up on Saturday (the book just came out). It's by China Mieville (there should be an accent aigu over the "e"); I really like his books, from the three I've read. I've gotten about one-fourth of the way through the book, and it's good, if weird. Oh, and the book uses British spellings; Virgil should be happy to hear that.
To sum up what's happened:
There's this giant squid in the British Museum that got stolen, and the curator, Billy Harrow, has no idea what's going on. Meanwhile, the police, a gang, and a cult devoted to the squid (the "Church of the Kraken," or something like that) are all looking for it, and Billy gets caught up in everything. And he still has more or less no idea what's going on. ^.^ Oh, and the squid/kraken's appearance/disappearance could just possibly signal the end of the world. Whee.
There's magic involved in the book, though it's all very modern (iScry FTW!).
So, yeah, xiy likes the book very much. The book makes xiy happy.

[Oh, wait. Questions...]
1) Which is better: French or Latin?
2) When is your birthday (you only have to give the date)?
3) Would you rather be too hot or too cold?
4) Do you use metric on a daily basis?
5) What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?
6) What's the formula for converting Fahrenheit to Celsius?
     Celsius to Fahrenheit?



Erm, that should be it for this Tuesday, July 6, 2010 (one month and eight days until August 14!!).
Please continue to have a good day; don't let me ruin it or anything.


Cordially,
xiy