Melodine's Elves pt. 2

So everyone was commenting about how pretty and white and shiny blogspot is and now I understand why! Wow. It's so different!!! And shiny. Weeeee!! Anyway, as promised, here is the rest of Melodine's Elves with commentary this time:


Now Melodine new [ooh that's sad] that these tiny houses were the homes of elves [obviously] so she just stood there [logically]. She did not leave for a few moments, she was about to leave but for some reason she just couldn't she wasn't stuck [really?!] she just could not let herself leave [oooh].
Then it came to her [?], "I must build some more houses for them" [yes, I'm sure the elves would love if a giant came and started using up their precious farmland to build mediocre housing without asking]she said to herself.
Melodine started working immetietly [<--ha].
Soon she was singing [omg].Melodine had a very beautiful [b-e-a-uuu-tiful]. Suddenly, she heard someone but it seemed like it was under her [omg she squished one!!] so she looked down and there was the smallest person, it was an elf!
Melodine was frightened but then she finally said to the little elf, "Who are you I'm Melodine" [a bit abrupt, don't you think?].
The little elf said "I'm the mayer [eeewww] of the town my name is Tisbe" [I wonder if Lynda helped choose this name...]. Melodine said "Nice to meet you Tisbe". Tisbe looked kind of frightened but he smiled and said, "I heard you singing and our village loves your company"! [...]
Melodine had no idea what to say or do. Then the little man went inside a tiny cottage with smoke comeing [I didn't know it was 'coming' until, like, 6th grade] out.


That is all I'll be writing for today.
Not only is there are HUGE bio-test tomorrow, but I also have to somehow study for APUSH and Latin all whilst accommodating the needs of a certain kitten that won't leave my side and is currently weaving in and out of my arms. 


How I wish I was a cat. I wouldn't need to worry about the fact that my proteins are made of amino acids, that carbohydrates like glycogen and starch and cellulose are all made of glycidic linkages of polysaccharides. Agh. 


Well, I better study some more.


GOODBYYYEEE!
I don't like this whole school thing very much.
Momo

nitwits, oddments, blubbers, and perhaps a tweak or two

SALVETE OMNES

So today I skipped fencing because I had a ton of work to do, and then when I got home, instead of starting to chip away at the mountain of homework, I: 1) ate too much food and 2) watched almost a whole hour of TV.
I have no self-control whatsoever.  *sigh* I should have gone to fencing. AND I'm supposed to be on a diet, but this stupid online health course has me so paranoid about anorexia that now I'm eating way too much. It's supposed to discourage people from becoming obsessed with their weight, but instead IT'S DOING THE EXACT OPPOSITE. How counterproductive. I just had a bowl of Ben & Jerry's, and now I feel guilty. I BLAME BRIGHAM YOUNG UNIVERSITY.  
So, let's see. Things that are randomly coming to my mind...
1. Bio class today was so much fun. I'm giggling just thinking about it, even though I don't remember a whole lot, because I'm pretty sure Momo and I were both on laughing gas the whole time. 

2. This book that I'm reading, The Forgotten Legion, is really, REALLY good. It's quite a lot like A Game of Thrones - let's do a little comparison game, shall we? The eager English student inside of me is having a party. I really should be working on an English essay about mangoes right now, but whatever, this is more fun. 

Similarities between TFL and GoT: 
1. They both have alternating perspectives between different characters of contrasting status, who may or may not be on opposing sides of the same conflict and/or have stories that somewhere link together or will link together in the future. 
2. They both have a lot of political themes involved. 
3. They are both written by military-tactics-nerds. 
4. They both involved the objection of women in the form of both a) rape and b) prostitution. 
5. They both contain a lot of blood. 
6. They are both really great books. 


Difference between TFL and Got:
1. The Forgotten Legion is historical fiction, wheres A Game of Thrones is (as far as we know) completely fantasy. 
2. A Game of Thrones took me over a month to read, whereas it's only been a couple days with TFL and I'm about halfway done.


It's interesting how these days we are (or, at least, I am) entertained by the violence, sex, and politics (I feel like these three things go together) of civilizations that either never existed or haven't existed in centuries. Is it some sort of fascination with pain? Does it make our own lives seem better in comparison when we're reading about the depressing lives of characters who face terrible situations, half of whom are enslaved? I don't know about you guys, but reading about Daenerys getting raped or Fabiola getting sold to a brothel really puts my own problems into perspective. OH MY GOODNESS I GOT A BAD GRADE ON THE APUSH ESSAY, WHAT ON EARTH AM I GOING TO DO WITH MY LIFE? Maybe that's why I love reading Harry Potter so much - his life sucks. 


Don't judge me because I read just to make myself feel better about my own life, because that isn't even true. But I would be lying if I said that it wasn't one of the many reasons. 


*sigh*
I salute you if you actually read my little train-of-consciousness post. It probably makes no sense.


DFTBA, 
Virgil

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

birthday and not much else

Holy snoodeboppers what happened? Blogspot, you got yoself a makeova! Maybe I'll actually like you a bit now :D

Hey, guys.
Last Friday was my birthday! Wasn't that exciting!
xiy drawded me the most beautiful picture!! Did you all see it? It's really cute :]

To celebrate getting through another whole gosh darn year of life, I got to take our very first APUSH essay test of the year! Lynda and Virgil already seem... less than 100% pleased with their grades. Oh boy. This will be fun >.< At least we have a whole year to get acclimated and improve, yeah?

But then I got to finish my day off with a tremendously hot, wonderful game of Friday night football! And the band marched fantastically! And the band played fantastically! And the team played well! Gah, so exciting.

The Six Little Curly Fries are gonna try to do a legit book club thing this year, which is also exciting. The first book we'll be reading is Room by Emma Donoghue. I'm like super duper excited about reading this book ^.^ From what I've heard/read/seen, it's a really legit novel. Also, last year, I felt like the school got really jammed up with work and things, so I wasn't able to take time aside to do fun things like read on my own. I hope this book club thing works out; I think it would be really great to stay, like, actively reading through the year :)

Anyway, that's all I've really been up to lately.
Sorry for the short post. It's been a long week >.<"

With all due respect,
House.

WOAH! new post thingy layout. :O

AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! It's all new and shiny and stuff! *.* I don't know if I can take it. It's so... so.... soo...... meeeeeeh.. NICE! :D 
Why is the format of everything changing??? >.<

So anyway, I had a very eventful day today. :) I went to a hall of fame that is rock and roll. It was fun. There were a lot of cool exhibits. and by cool, I mean it in both terms: they were interesting to look at, and I was freezing. And I got a magnet to put in my locker! :D 


It was very nice. It was also very hot. That wasn't very nice. :( 


And I got lost on my way to the fame that is in hall form. That wasn't very nice either. 


But otherwise, I had a very nice day today. :) 


so, uh, yesterday was House's birthday! *cue yays* And we got to die of heat at an away game. *cue more yays* and then we came home and it was alright. *cue even more yays* 


And today is an honorary Curly Fry birthday. :D I can't remember if we made a nickname for her or not, so she shall remain anonymous as of right now. 


Well, I must go. Ciao, my little lovelies.♥ 
DFTBA! ♥ 


Smiles, hugs, and lots of love, 
Carrie

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

When We Were Young (pt. 1)

Hello!!

It's Thursday! I had a lovely day today; in Bio, we are learning sooo much (and it's interesting) and in math we took a quiz that got interrupted by a fire drill that we get to finish tomorrow; I learned that in English class every Friday we get to have free reading time; we (the 6LCF) are having a book club with our old English teacher next week; I went "fencing" with Virgil; I had a great clarinet lesson; and I had basically only APUSH homework!

After reading Virgil's post and seeing xiy's comment about a theme week I thought we should have another "when we were young" theme. I guess I'll just continue it [this is rather impromptu so I don't know if everyone is willing/able to do this]. 

I found this old journal where I wrote stories (most about fairies, elves, etc.) from when I was 9. The writing quality is not nearly as good as Virgil's was but...yeah. Okay. 

Here it is.

Melodine's Elves

Once upon a time there was a young girl who was very lonely. She lived in a cottage in the woods with her mother and father. There was no on to play with because her kind father worked at a shoe shop and her loveing mother worked on sewing clothes for her family. [That obviously explains why she's lonely...]

So every day young Melodine played in a place where 20 trees grew in a circle. It made a fine play area for her. She would play house with a doll her mother had sewn out of extra cloth and cotton. Sadly house got boring and Melodine wanted to go somewhere other than the circle of trees.

So young Melodine made up her mind to go and explore. The next day Melodine put a buttered roll, a tin cup (in which she would put water) and tied it up in a hankercheif and hung it on a stick and set out to see the woods ahead of her.

After quite some wandering Melodine sat down next to a tree and drank her water and ate her roll. When she finished she started to walk again. A few minutes later she saw something quite peculiar, it was a small group of tiny houses.

TO BE CONTINUED WHEN I AM NOT AS TIRED... (this was all handwritten and really sloppy and omg....)

I'll finish later, I swear!

Momo