Okay, so...I feel like I should entertain you guys or something...*twiddles thumbs*

Oh, we can have a discussion about this commercial:



Now, I don't know about you, but I don't approve of Obama stealing a football pass from some United Way kids. Plus, Troy Polamalu totally should've tackled him. THAT would be some advertising I can believe in.

There was another United Way commercial I saw on Thursday of some little kid running in slow motion and he's all happy, then some player from the Denver Broncos runs up behind him and grabs him D:

I wish I could find a good quality version of Peyton Manning's United Way clip on SNL...

Uhm what else...movies, discuss.

I saw The Men Who Stare At Goats. Very good movie, lack of goats, but it had George Clooney and Ewan McGregor, so I can't complain. I lied to the woman at the ticket counter and said I forgot my ID. Is there something I don't understand about the actual age limit on R rated films? To the best of my knowledge, it's anyone under 17 needs a legal adult (meaning thus that people of age 17 can get in without a problem), but a lot of people I talk to (who are 17) seem to be concerned about having friends who are 18 who can vouch for them or something...

I dunno, I suppose it's just better to look old and claim I forgot my ID.

I need to go to bed; this is what I get when I wake up at 11:45...

Bye guys~

I don't feel like working right now...

From xsayaotanashix
1. If you were exiled from your country for the rest of you life, where would you go and why?
I'd probably go to Canada since, y'know, it's the same place essentially, just a little less awesome, haha, I've got friends there who wouldn't mind me (I think)

2. What food best describes your personality, and how so?
This is a tough one; I'd probably have to say ice cream because I'm cold but sweet. Or maybe hamburgers because I'm so awesome.

3. If you could only live with one sense (touch, taste, smell, etc.) which would it be & why?
Hmm, I thought about this when we were studying senses in my Psych class. I'd have to pick hearing. I love music too much to go without it, plus hearing is more accurate than sight for orientation. Touch, though, I honestly can't see myself living without. I can see not feeling pain or something, but having absolutely no physical sensation from anything just doesn't seem possible to me (Plus, if I lost my sight, I wouldn't be able to feel my way around)

4. What's your favorite thing to do on a cold day? On a hot day?
The answer for both is basically the same thing. I like to stay inside either wrapped up in blankets or in air conditioning. The beach and snowboarding are for suckers XD

5. Would you...touch Romano's curl winkwink? ;'D
Hahahaha, well, Lord knows I'd want to, but he'd probably have me whacked XDD I'd definitely pull Veneciano's though ;D

( So, what else... )

I'm evidently not supposed to write them a story.

So I decided to write them a story:

( Just not a fake one )

Hmm, I feel compelled to update in the form of a list:

-Senior year, what a funny time.
---Not taking a math or a science is beautiful.
---Latin would be nice if everyone wasn't an ass. I could probably teach myself faster.
---AP English would also be nice if I didn't have an anxiety attack everytime I entered the room.
-College, what a funny, odd, I can't see myself ever going there thing
---Further commening on this, I have about three schools to apply too, but my dad doesn't think that's nearly enough and I need to have like eight. For the fact that there's no such thing as a "World Language" major, it's not easy to find a bazillion schools to even consider.
-German exchange student, this new one I felt much more comfortable with, she was far more talkative even though she didn't know everything. For once my knowledge of German filled in the gaps. She wasn't technically my student, so I'm not really sure about going back to Germany; there's someone for me to stay with, but it's rather a lot of money.
---While the students were here, we went to New York City, and I remembered how much I don't like it there.
-I hate acting. Hate it, hate it, hate it. I'm not doing it anymore.
---This thus makes me wish everytime I walk into the theater room that I can turn around and go to guidance and drop the class.  But I don't for some stupid reason.
-It seems like the lives of a lot of the people I know are falling apart.
 

--There's a lot more, but I don't feel like writing it/can't remember.

Wow, first day of school was actually pretty wonderful.

and that's about all I feel like saying.

I like my theater metaphors though:
My heaven is a green place, marching to 1000 off beats.  My hell is a closed box filled with light yet I cannot see with set tracks to limit me.  My social persona is a shifting mosaic of soft colors, really not much to see.  My heart is a sturdy ox, slow and unbreakable.  My future is a very long road to which I cannot see the end, but it winds through a beautiful country so I can enjoy the time I spend walking it.  My past is forgotten, something we don't talk about, something reinvented whenever I feel I've said too much.  My present is a child stumbling to get ahead or catch up, it's not sure which.

Well, I almost got arrested yesterday.

( I guess that require a little back story... )

I'm not sure what's compelling me to update when I've got virtually nothing to write about.

I kind of really want to drop AP German; love of language aside, my workload for the summer has been stupid. I haven't done any speaking practice (I'm supposed to have two hours a week) because I don't have anyone to talk to. I don't want to talk to anyone that I go to school with. Summer is my time away from everyone I have to see during the year; I can do work during the summer, you bet, but I can't stand the vast majority of everyone, especially people in my German class.  Gawd, Fraizer, why did you have to stop learning German and switch to Dutch?  Dutch! Nobody speaks Dutch. *wants to learn Dutch* I can do all the listening she wants me to (half my music collection is in German anyway) if I hunker down, I can get the reading and the writing done, no problem, but good God I can't do the speaking...I bought all my books already though, so dropping it would mean I just wasted a whole ton of my parents' money...

I lost my mother's copy of The Portrait of Dorian Gray that I was reading for English. Evidently, it wound up at a thrift store. I emailed a guy who works there trying to find out if they still have the book; if it's there I'm gonna go get it back. I probably wouldn't bother to do this if the book actually belonged to me, but it's my mom's and I feel so terrible about having lost it in the first place because she had it for years.

Hmm, Hamlet was kind of disappointing. I didn't enjoy it half as much as I thought I would. I'm glad it's over.

But Twelfth Night starts tomorrow I can already tell that it's going to be infinitely better, partially because there isn't so much of a 'this is my last show' vibe radiating from everyone.  It's only radiating from me.  Keri says I can still do the program next year after I graduate, but I only know one person who's done that.  Plus, everyone who's around my age is finished with the program now.  This month is mostly younglings from the regular program who moved up; I'm the oldest one there orz

I hope Madeline doesn't freak if she doesn't get the role she wants like she did last month.  The girl untagged herself from all of my mother's pictures on FB; talk about bitter.  Sorry that if it's not the title role you think it's a small part.  Last year, she was the Chorus in Henry V, then the Nurse in Romeo and Juliet (as was I). Those are big parts; I was extremely happy to play the Nurse.  It's one of the biggest roles I've ever gotten.  She's kind of just a snobby bitch about this stuff; she still got more lines than me this year because she played like four characters and I was just Guildenstern.  Her acting is always the same though, it's got a lot of yelling and energy, but there's next to no meaning or inflection behind her words.

I'm pretty sure she's gunning for Olivia since that's what she auditioned with; as usual she was quite loud, but I found myself staring off into space rather than listening because she didn't quite hold my attention at all.  I auditioned with Olivia as well (I played her in a scene once) and was surprised at how soft my voice was; I could barely hear myself.  I've never played a high class character before.

Probably because I'm not high class material as it is.

Ugh, I feel so caddy complaining about her; I feel like a teenaged girl, and I hate teenaged girls.

Well, now I've guilted myself into doing work.  Oh what a world, what a world...

theGOODthings

mythreadhere✔

Ah, so congrats to the graduating class this past Saturday, I heard everything was really cool at the ceremony. I wish I'd been there except for the fact that I took the SAT German subject test instead. I had the worst dream the night before that I showed up to take the test, but I only had a pen. Then I did a whole section before realizing that I answering in pen, fuck my dream!life. So, I realize this folly and go to tell the woman proctoring the exam what happened. I ask if I can have a new test (except for the fact that I don't have a pencil and there aren't any extras) The woman says no, I can only finish the even numbered sections of the exam. Two things wrong here: #1 Where's the logic in that statement? and #2 There aren't any numbered sections at all on the exam.

Soo, in the end of the dream I wound up not taking the test at all (I think I walked out of the room and wandered aimlessly around the school my dreams made until I hung out in front of a biology room until I woke up.)

The test itself that I took when I was awake went...alright. There were a whole ton of people there to take various subject tests (I had to go to a different school because mine doesn't offer them) I think I was the only one there for German, everyone else was taking biology or history or chemistry or literature...y'know, useful subjects. Anyway, I took a couple practice tests and said hey, this isn't so hard; it's just like the national exam I got a 94 on. I thought this for about the first two pages of a fifteen page exam. The rest were readings followed by comprehension questions and I had less than an hour to read them all and answer everything to the best of my ability. So I'm frantically reading, trying to get as much understanding as I can, when I come to this one part saying something about how 12,000 liters of bourbon had to be thrown away because it wasn't the right ratio of alcohol to water (apparently Germany has really strict standards about this) Then there was a question and one of the answers had the word Flaschen in it. This translates literally as bottles. I start snickering while I'm reading this because the word also doubles as an insult. If you call someone a Flasche, it's kind of like saying they're a loser. My friend Alex and I latched on to this and have been calling each other bottles for the past few weeks, ever since Frau told us.

So I finish the test on time by the skin of my teeth (nonsensical saying actually because you don't have skin on your teeth) then I'm all like, get me the hell out of here. I notice that both times after taking one of these tests it feels like the next day, like you spent all day in the exam and it's already tomorrow (even though it only took up an hour of your time)

Now fast forward to almost twelve hours later, I'm at my friend Lee's house after our mutual friend Kacey's graduation party. We're sitting in his driveway with this kid Josh, blowing bubbles that we took from the party into the street at passing cars. Yeah, we're cool. So, Lee, who I will tell you now is soooo gay it's amazing, says 'Wow, this is the most heterosexual thing I've ever done.' Laughing so hard that it hurts, I ask 'what's more homosexual than blowing bubbles?' Lee promptly responds with 'Fucking men.' I can't even come up with any kind of rebuttal; to this day a whole two days later I still can't think of anything to say in response.

In unrelated news, my birthday is on Thursday

Now please excuse me while I go work on the English project that I meant to work on before I started writing this.

~* America/England Friending Meme *~

So, welcome to everyone I brought in off the meme. (I make it sounds like memes are the street, but it's true. You'll wind up addicted to meth and pregnant if you do too many memes) I'm going to horribly insult someone some day and pay for it badly.

Saw a really great little German movie today in class Don't worry, it's got subtitles. For reference, a Schwarzfahrer is one who rides public transportation without a ticket and gets caught.

I've managed to finagle myself a part time job with the lumber yard around the corner.  I'm fixing up their website with this guy from my web design class. (Because high school kids = cheap labor)

This whole school thing is really uneventful now; I'm just waiting for finals to roll around.  In the meantime, I'll write a history paper and do a massive English project.  Apparently like everyone has dropped AP English and we haven't even started the class yet.  I know myself and Byron are taking it, so a class of two should be fun.

Speaking of Byron, he called me an arrogant cow today.  If it had been anyone else, I would have been angry, but we just laughed for about seven minutes.

A very happy anniversary to my parents.  They went out to dinner, so I have to cook.

Hopefully, I'll still have a house to live in later.

Ciao~

So, by somebody's request, I'm updating.  I haven't been paying much attention, so I don't remember a lot...

Um, got inducted into the National German Honors Society.  For some reason we had to say way more than the other languages and none of us knew it because we got it that afternoon.  Hahaha, so we mumbled through it.  It was horrid, but I got a cotton scented candle and a piece of paper saying that I'm good at German. Ha!

So, what else...ah, Ruland still seems to think that English is the only subject of any importance.  I'm kind of enjoying this multigenre thing though...despite the fact that my brother wasn't in English for like three days so I couldn't ask him to do stuff.  I enjoy The Great Gatsby; Rachel misspronounced it one day and said Gaspy like a thousand times while she was talking.  Then claimed that Gatsby was a big word.  I'm not sure whether or not I'll be glad to leave that class.

PS: I want my damn work for AP English, damn it.

Was noch...ah
Hetalia has full run over my brain.  I still want to write Mandell four research papers even if he doesn't exclude me from the final. I'm just so freaking interested in the world now.  In other news, I have like five unfinished fics lying around.

Alex and I played Scrabble during math on Friday, we passed his iPhone back and forth the whole class and Therr said nothing to us.  I was kicking his ass.

ah, blah, I don't really have much else to say other than: Meg you'd better come to school tomorrow.

Bye~

Holy Crap Norway! Way to breed an amazingly talented, extremely cute musician to send to Eurovision! Plus, dude, the dancers kick ass.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, please inform yourself:


Yeah, I don't feel like doing a real update, I just wanted to flip out about him.

PS: I though he looked like Mandell when I first saw him...y'know, if Mandell shaved and played the violin.

I just fixed up my bio on my profile (lol wrote a drabble about myself), I kind of like it...

Ugh, never should have done that 10 words or less meme because now I want to write longer versions of just about all of them OTL

My CD burner is being a total jerk so I can't make more CDs for Megla until I restart my computer which I don't feel like doing...so sorry Meg.

I'm actually kind of dreading Saturday; tomorrow will not be Friyay (Friyay, btw is a word coined by my aunt) I need to register for the ACT as well, plus the German subject test, plus the SATs in June as a safeguard.

Grrr...

So this theater thing is kind of absurd; I kind of hate it.  I mean I love my character (wound up naming him Johnny) but putting him with everyone else (especially when in a "family" setting) he doesn't work well.  No one in my group works well together (like as characters, we're honestly trying as people)

Oh my god, we watched my movie in German today.  It was horrid.  Frau seemed to think it was amusing enough though and everyone else did too, after I explained what the hell was going on.  Paul laughed along the whole time but he didn't know what about (I simultaneously love and hate him sometimes)

I'm kicking myself because I want to write so badly, but I have work to do.

I'll go try and get that done so maybe I can make a dent on my other fic for the usxuk fic-athon...

gawd, I am way too inspired by the world around me...

Pardon me while I hum Einsamkeit to myself while trying to work and then get sad and wish that I could give Germany a hug. The End.

So, so, so, what happened over the two weeks that I wasn't updating this...

Uh, a week of school that I totally don't remember (Ru thinks Wisconsin is a cesspool though, gawd he was so hostile about it that I laughed at him...to his face)

Then vacation happened...

( Whatever I put in here will get turned into a That's What She Said joke )

I don't feel like reading Ernest Freaking Hemmingway right now.

So I think I know where my life is going. Which is nice I suppose. I've got a list of colleges to apply to (after SATs next month D:) The college fair in Boston was actually a great help, except that the people at the recommendation desk told me to go check out Brandeis for Linguistics when I've got no chance at Brandeis. Heh.  I'm pretty much staying on the east coast

My brother and I want to go study in Limerick, Ireland (but it's wicked expensive D:)

Meg, I've decided you get something new from me for your heroic attempt to showing up all quarter (bets are off now, but you get something for trying) A Capella CDs...and your Jekyll and Hyde CD XD

I need to write!!! D:

On the plus side, I'm reading "A Streetcar Named Desire" for an independent English essay (Ru said I could XD)

Um, yeah.  I hate our history class (like more than before) so Hetalia shall be teaching me history from now on. (Shut your mouth, it totally works)

Northern Essex doesn't have any French courses over the summer D:  I could teach myself the words and grammar with a book at least, but I'd be missing the actual pronunciation and like speaking of French.

Okay, I've stalled enough, I have to finish reading A Failwell to Arms.

Bye <3

Argh, I'm sick D: and I'm totally just trying to avoid doing work.

-sigh- So, what happened since I last updated...not much really.

I went to UMass Amherst's German Day which was totally worth showing up to school at 6:40 in the morning and sitting on a bus for like three hours (I usually wake up at 6:40 XD) This whole college thing is really overwhelming (and I'm not even there yet D:) I got picked by Frau to be one of the two people from each of the four schools there to go to a real German class as opposed to whatever the other people did. I could actually understand everything that everyone said (which shocked me) the professor just talked very! fast. They were discussing interwar to WWII Germany and Vergangenheitsbewaeltigung (lol German it basically means accepting the past, something like that) which is a concept I learned from watching Goodbye Lenin Great movie btw. (now I want to write some kind of Berlin Wall Hetalia fic D:)

I was really impressed with UMass, I'll probably wind up going to school there.  Maybe studying abroad in Germany...

Ugh, I have work to do...

Meg, if you read this, what'd I miss Friday?  Who am I kidding?  Of course you'll be reading this...

History notes and A Farewell to Arms, away!

Ciao, loves.

<3

Some days I pray for silence, and somedays I pray for soul.

C'mon Meg, you gotta keep up. You told me to update.

I just caught myself playing air drums and totally facepalm'd. I do it to Rush and Genesis and I guess that's fine, but...Meatloaf....*facepalm*

Air guitar is the coolest of the air instruments (which isn't saying much really) Air bass is without question the lamest. If you don't believe me, then please try it right now and tell me otherwise. Bass in real life is alright, but if you try to play it with air, you're asking for something (i.e. to get laughed at)

Like ten minutes of physics today was dedicated to Mr. L teaching us about the difference between i.e. and e.g. after I was totally learning it last night. (Do you know what the difference is?) Then we learned about work which I don't really enjoy.

One of the questions in my physics textbook:
(I changed some words to avoid, y'know, getting sued)
So, there's this lady swimming upstream, and if you're standing on the shore it doesn't look like she's going anywhere. (Loser.) Is she doing any work? (It goes on to ask more things, but that's not important)

The real answer to this is no, but I totally wanted to answer yes because she's working against the current >.>  lolsmartass.

So Meg and I totally had an existentialism fight today in history while we were talking about fascism.  Then everyone was listening so we stopped.

haha I'm Stalin XD

Speaking of which, I have to do the history notes....

I should get that done.

Bye. <3

Some days I just pray to the God of Sex and Drums and Rock 'N Roll.

Outside the sun is shining, seems like Heaven ain't far away  lol it's totally raining outside

Holy crap, I hate the SATs so much; just registering made me want to shoot myself :/ I'm pretty sure I'm staying on the east coast for college now. I have all the qualifications to go to the American University of Paris, but I don't speak French, so I don't want to go. BC looks like one of my best bets right now... this sucks.

So, Frau hasn't been in school Friday or today, so we had to watch Rick Steves' Europe about Berlin and Cologne and Baden Baden (not a typo) and the Black Forest. The last three are NOWHERE near each other if I remember correctly, and yet they were in the same video...Alex and I made fun of it for the whole time.  It might have been the highlight of my day...

I hate Rick Steves; he's really obnoxious and made me not want to go to back to Germany. The second video had him and his family; they were eating Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte which totally has alcohol in it.  Rick Steves totally let his kids have booze.  Ew, egregious use of the word totally in the past few lines...

Why is it that the stupidest people get travel shows?  e.g. Samantha Brown (totally ruined Stratford for me you guys) and Rick Steves (saw him in London and almost cried, no joking)  If I had a travel show, I assure you it wouldn't suck.

Anyway I so need to get my physics work done (other than that I don't have much to do tonight) but I have to fight with my not Microsoft  Excel program.

I wanna write really badly.  Praise from people around the world who I've never met totally motivates me XD

d00d, A Farewell to Arms is pretty bitchin' way to go Hemmingway you totally made Meg sad XD  Sorry to laugh at you Megla, but...you know.

btw, how'd you like the icons?

I'm using the word totally way too much.

Gonna go get work done now, bye.

It's good to have you with us, even if it's just for the day.

Since somebody is nagging me to update, I'll tell her what she missed in school today. Because she's never there!

Ru gave us 20 minutes to finish the essay in class and NO ONE was done when he collected them and he was kind of really pissed about that, so we all sort of blamed the sub that chatted us up yesterday.

Go Get a copy of A Farewell to Arms (if you want to) so we can start reading it. We didn't have to pass in the project yet (somehow) so you'd better show up tomorrow with a non-typo filled story.

There were five, count 'em oh wait, you can't because you're never in school, five people in advanced acting today because of the national Spanish exam and the National Honors Society CULT! induction ceremony. So we just talked about the Sigh/Omelas performance and had a pretty good time.

History--We got the Stalin tests back (I got a 98 :D) as we're starting Nazi Germany now.

In other news, I was going the speed limit and some jerk was riding my bumper.

I need to find a college and start studying French as soon as the new quarter starts so I can have the skills to take French II next year.

I don't know what possessed me to desire it, but I want a Union Jack dog tag...

omnomnom calzones.

My dad keeps making me laugh without knowing why. This afternoon he said that our microwave looked like it was from Russia because the display is retarded and somehow broke so it only shows parts of the numbers. Then he blamed the resent failures of our appliances (microwaves and alarm clocks mostly) on alien invasions and starts questioning me about it.

And of course, I think of this guy: who btw is totally Byron now.  If  I'm lucky enough to go to anime Boston, I'm making his cosplay as such.

GAH!  I have so much work to do!

Enjoy your update, girlie.

<3 Jess