tumblr and apples and things

So basically all I've done this afternoon is finish Three Bags Full and then browse tumblr, because it is such a lovely waste of time and there's so much wonderful stuff there. Though it is kind of confusing, especially at first, because there's really no comment system and if one doesn't have an account it's difficult to navigate unless one knows the url of the tumblr itself. And then there's the whole how-do-you-credit-a-picture-when-it's-been-reblogged-10,000-times thing, which I think is an issue, though I'm not sure exactly of the details. But overall it's a fun place to waste time in and everything is easy once one gets used to it.


[I don't remember if I ever put it on here (I probably have; lately, school-induced lack of sleep has shot my short-term memory to pieces), but here is my tumblr, if you care to take a look.]

Tomorrow I think my family is going apple-picking, which unfortunately cuts down on frantic-NHD-researching time with House, though I much prefer apples to the Marie Paul etc. etc. Marquis de Lafayette (though he's cool too--after spending so long researching Robespierre, it's a lovely change to be reading about a guy who is actually remembered fondly in history ^.^). For one, apples are much tastier and apple-picking is fun and I get to spend my time practicing my pathetic tree-climbing skills and exploring the apple orchard (there's this weird little old house nearby and I like to imagine the story behind it) and eating fruit :D. Gala apples are my favorite; I hate red delicious apples because they're always too mealy and icky and the skin is always too thick and red delicious apples are the only kind of apples school cafeterias ever have (that and tough-skinned, dehydrated oranges; smallish bananas; and maybe not-entirely-fresh salad on a good day)--those, and sometimes super-sour green ones--and I absolutely detest them. But gala apples are nice, and also fuji ones.

Apple pie is good too. I want pie. ;w;

Nanowrimo (I've given up on spelling it 'NaNoWriMo,' because that involves hitting the shift key too many times and my lazy-butt high-school-sophomore self is too lazy to do so; it's also why I didn't capitalize the apple names earlier, even though I think that apple names are supposed to be capitalized) is in ten days omg. I'm not sure if I can finish it this year, but I shall do my best.

There was a bio test today and it was difficult but Momo, Virgil, and I were featured in one of the short-answer questions and it was exciting. :D We were a detective firm and, through the discovery that the murder victim's oxidized electron carriers, disproved a policeman's theory about suffocation being the cause of death (long story). I think I got that question right, though there was another question that was really difficult. :|a

Aaaaaaaand that was an unusually long post (I never noticed how many Us 'unusually' has, but upon reflection, there's quite a lot). I must be feeling very chatty today.

xiy

~♪ ♫ Cell Respiration woohoo ♪ ♫~

As you can probably gather from the title, this week in bio we've been learning cell respiration. And omgtherearesomanythingstoknowandtolearnaaggghhhI'mgonnafaaaiiiiiiillllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Anyway.

Besides the every day bore of school and the stress of having a huge bio test as well as APUSH and Latin quizzes (that I still haven't studied for) tomorrow and an upcoming Greek test and English and Greek projects and NHD (omg) and all those other lovely things associated with the 10th grade...life's been pretty good.

I think today constitutes for a "Bad Things are in my Life so Pity Me" rant.

Latin/Greek teacher hates me. It's plainly obvious to other people too. She always singles me out with stupid things and tries to make me look bad. She also always thinks I'm not doing my work when, in reality, I have just been multi-tasking to the lovely background of her droning voice. In Greek she is the same way. She tries to correct my already correct statements. Then again, she does that to everyone. I am just so annoyed with her. I can't even put it into words. Gahh. That wasn't a very long rant. Lynda's more experienced than I am.

The other night/morning I dreamt in haikus!! My alarm went off on Tuesday very normally. And as normal, I fell back to sleep. After I wake up and then re-fall asleep, I have crazy dreams. For some reason, I thought that my sister had to write haikus for her English essay. Hers was:

Plate

Plate

Signify

For anyone who knows anything about haikus, you might notice that that ^ is not a haiku. I tried to explain to her that a haiku has 5, 7, then 5 syllables. She argued that plate has 5 letters in it and signify has 7. This clearly dumbfounded me. I continued to dream in haikus. I don't remember them. The End.

As a parting gift here are 2 real haikus:

There're too many steps

to learning bio such as

cell respiration

~

Cats are really cute

they sleep in laundry baskets

I am so jealous.

-Momo

What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.

I thought I'd begin today's post with an epic Paper Towns quote. 

This post is going well already. 

Okay, what shall I talk about? *listens to The Cell Respiration Song for inspiration* 

Let's talk about song lyrics. This is a good song: 


I found myself standing on a rock
It was pretty big I couldn’t see around it
Just went on and on until it didn’t stop.
It was green and it was brown
It was blue and it was white
And it spun around so fast that the day turned into night.
I tried running forward so I could see over the edge
But soon I found myself sleeping in somebody else’s bed
And they said...




The opening lines of this song are some of my favorite lyrics ever. "I found myself standing on a rock..." it's such an awesome visual, like, standing a rock that's green, brown, blue, and white, and it spins so fast that day turns to night. Like, whoa.
 
Don’t look for light bulbs when you’re standing in the sunshine
And don’t think you’ll get tomorrow in your sights
No matter how many times you run it through your head

Because you’ll never get it right...

Just the words, "Don't look for light bulbs when you're standing in the sunshine." So beautiful. Ohmygosh. 





Umm NaNoWriMo is really soon. Whoa. ohgoshwhatamigoingtodo?!?!?!?





In other news, I found this website and I think I know what's going on my list for Santa this Christmas. 

Look at the icon I made! 

yay!!

 
 That is all. 


Byee!!
Virgil
  

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

wazzup y'all

Hello!

Last night was our school's homecoming dance and football game and parade for all the extracurricular activities' clubs' floats. Our football team lost the game 14 - 21, but the game was pretty good, and our band was as shiny and fantastic as usual. The parade also went pretty well. This year's theme was Dr. Seuss, so a lot of the floats were, um, creative :)

And the dance.
First of all, I totally loveee seeing everyone all dressed up and groomed and everything. (Especially the boys. They, like, even shower.) It's so lovely! Everyone looks so pretty ^.^ (Especially Carrie!!!! Gurrrrlllll. You guise, she looked super duper pretty in a lavender dress.)

But yeah. Homecoming... it was pretty good. I had a lot of fun, at least :)
The music was, uh, not too varied from general heavy bass rap, so I don't exactly see my friends enjoying themselves there, so I hope their "anti-homecoming" party thing went well ^.^

And... yeah.
Let me update you on my life.

SOCCER ENDED! NO! YES! WHAT???
I cannot believe this. What am I supposed to do?
I will miss my muddy fields and lovely teammates and being able to shove people to the ground* in the sacred name of such a wonderful sport! D: Buuut I suppose it will be nice to have, you know, nights where I can start homework at a decent hour and all ^.^

Ohmigoodness. So yeah, that happened. And off-season training will probably be starting soon, then.

Aaand soccer ended because now's it's October >.<
I really dislike October. Why? First, soccer comes to an end. Second, I'm really weird, and my teeth chatter whenever it's the slightest bit cold, and this is usually when that phenomenon starts. And lastly, it's when all the horror movies start coming out >.<
Eeeeep. Horror movies. I don't mind that they come out and that people go see them, but the trailers are so sudden and scary and dark and all have creepy music, and you never know when they're coming! *shudders* I really, really, really dislike horror movies. Like, a lot. Also haunted houses. And sometimes skeletons.
So yeah. October. Eghhhr. That's what's up, pretty much.

With all due respect,
House.


*Hehe, being a defender is fun.

oh hey wait blogger's turned back into its old self :|a

Today is Friday and I did really nothing constructive after school besides read a very lovely sheep detective story* and also do my math homework, the former of which I enjoyed much more than the latter. At least factoring is easy; Geometry Teacher drilled it so firmly into our heads last year that it's very difficult to forget, though the dumb freshmen in my class who have not had the (dubious) fortune of taking geometry with Geometry Teacher are consequently rather dense in such matters. In fact, some of the freshmen in my math class are just overall very dense; Math Teacher will tell them very specifically not to blurt out the answer and they will raise their hands, every single one of them painfully eager to show off their not-so-precocious talents (some are noticeably more enthusiastic than others, though that's not saying much, when their base mode of existence in class seems to be 'OOHHH TEACHER TEACHER I KNOW THE ANSWER OOHH OOOHH CALL ON ME TEACHER I KNOW I'M SMART'), and promptly proceed to blurt out the answer.

It is pathetic. Even the teacher gets fed up on a daily basis.

Anyway, in other news, tomorrow is Homecoming which is supposed to be a big deal but it isn't, not really, though the parade is rather fun. I'm going to be taking the PSAT tomorrow morning, and of course that's going to be oh-so-fun. And then I get to march with Chinese Club's float and shout cheesy slogans ('Beijing Welcomes You!'), probably, but there's candy so that's okay. And of course I'm not going to the dance, because that would just be silly.

And then more things are going to happen this weekend and it makes me feel like I actually have a social life, except I don't. Wheee.


I don't have any drawings to show you today.


So, yeah, I think that's it.


xiy

*the two things which I love to see mentioned in any sort of fiction is either a) sheep or b) the French Revolution; I'm not sure why. Probably I'm weird.

50 Things (err...21)

You know how a ton of YouTube people have done '50 Things' where they say 50 things in their room/house/whatever? I thought of that in Chinese club today so I think I'll do it with my backpack. It probably won't be nearly 50 things...

1. Pencil case
2. Fricking expensive calculator
3. Ender's Game (it's sooo good so far even though I've barely read any of it)
4. COLORED PENCILS!!!! 
5. Note to parent from September 16th...maybe I should give that to my parents...
6. 2 plastic bags
7. Chap-stick (the blue flavor)
8. Cell phone
9. Gum
10. Origami (x2)
11. Lanyard with nothing on it.
12. Planner
13. Math stuffs
14. Bio stuffs
15. APUSH stuffs
16. Lunch box
17. Latin textbook
18. The Crucible
19. Greek text book
20. Letter from my German friends (I DIDN'T KNOW I HAD THAT!!!)
21. Cute little animal things

That wasn't as interesting as I'd hoped. But, seeing as this week seems to be a boring-ish post week, I think I'll be OK.

BAI

Momo