fightinch
me: does MRS EWART KNOW??????
fightinchicken26: shhhhhhhhhhh
please dont tell her
im scared
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Mr. Blue Sky
Logan: lol
7:42 PM oh ur definitely part of the kejing baby watch drama now
Logan Stafman
7:37
dammit....we were just singing Mr. Blue Sky, not having sex
Logan Stafman
7:37
dammit....we were just singing Mr. Blue Sky, not having sex
lol
question: is this too cheezy for my essay for FAMAT board?
7:43 PM I believe that my desire to work hard for the club that I have grown to love over the years along with my...
me: thanks logan
blairwult: logan confirmed ur rendezvous
7:44 PM Logan: anu time
any time*
me: so i there was mild sarcasm in "thanks logan"
Logan: woah, au contraire, I did not
read what I said
me: haha nice start
you? love? go together well. jk
oh wait i shouldnt be talking
.....
Logan: no, that's not the start
that's near the end actually
me: start to your essay, dude
*moosecookie
hmt
7:45 PM me: he did not.
blairwult: he did too
me: Logan: woah, au contraire, I did not
blairwult: he did too
me: Logan: woah, au contraire, I did not
7:47 PM LOGAN IM SO SCARED
Logan: lol
me: me: have you HEARD mr blue sky?
jerrod had it on repeat for like half a day once
blairwult: no
me: it's the most innocent thing ever
okay the video those two did during fcat week that was uploaded
that was mr blue sky (the song in the background)
blairwult: hahah well then its the perfect song to play if u want calming sex [wink]
me: well they certainly didnt have sex in calc
jerrod had it on repeat for like half a day once
blairwult: no
me: it's the most innocent thing ever
okay the video those two did during fcat week that was uploaded
that was mr blue sky (the song in the background)
blairwult: hahah well then its the perfect song to play if u want calming sex [wink]
me: well they certainly didnt have sex in calc
Logan: HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA
Moments when...
you pretend weren't awkward because you don't want to draw attention to them. And then you either express no emotion or quickly walk into another room. But you can't really walk into another room if you're in the car with someone.
Mom: I bet your dad wants you to marry a Chinese guy.
Dad: I don't care who you marry, as long as you're happy!
Me thinking: ...How did we get on this subject? I'm in middle school...
Both Diana's and my mom on separate occasions: Don't get a PhD, because then your selection of guys will be much, much smaller because they will be intimidated by you.
Mom: Your bed frame isn't very sturdy. Next time you'll come home, there will be two people on it.
Me thinking: I don't weigh that much...
Me: __ and __ are dating now. Haha.
Dad: Oh, they're probably really good friends.
Me: Er no.
Dad: -continues to smile because he won't believe me-
Today, as I finished washing the dishes:
Dad to me: Your pants are long.
Mom: They were long when we got them. Buying on sale, and all.
Dad to me: You haven't grown.
Mom: Yeah, she hasn't.
Mom and dad: She stopped growing, didn't she?
Mom: I was worried she'd be too tall and then she wouldn't get married.
Dad: If she were a little taller, it would be perfect.
Mom: She's just the right height now.
Mom: I bet your dad wants you to marry a Chinese guy.
Dad: I don't care who you marry, as long as you're happy!
Me thinking: ...How did we get on this subject? I'm in middle school...
Both Diana's and my mom on separate occasions: Don't get a PhD, because then your selection of guys will be much, much smaller because they will be intimidated by you.
Mom: Your bed frame isn't very sturdy. Next time you'll come home, there will be two people on it.
Me thinking: I don't weigh that much...
Me: __ and __ are dating now. Haha.
Dad: Oh, they're probably really good friends.
Me: Er no.
Dad: -continues to smile because he won't believe me-
Today, as I finished washing the dishes:
Dad to me: Your pants are long.
Mom: They were long when we got them. Buying on sale, and all.
Dad to me: You haven't grown.
Mom: Yeah, she hasn't.
Mom and dad: She stopped growing, didn't she?
Mom: I was worried she'd be too tall and then she wouldn't get married.
Dad: If she were a little taller, it would be perfect.
Mom: She's just the right height now.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
UF
I still can't believe it.
We went to the University of Florida!!!!! Yes, it was so exciting that I needed six exclamation points to barely cover my feelings. But I can't really count, so it could be a different positive integer, give or take about five.
The day began quite normally, but today, I was so tired that I actually lost consciousness on a small portion of the bus ride. We had breakfast at Burger King, where I finished eating and spilled syrup on my bag, pants, and an area of my ankle. Marshall quickly told me to "suck it off." I rejected his order. Despite the title of this post, the day was extremely bright and warm. Logan, Shuyao, and I needed Kevin Hong's direction to get to the delegate's meeting, and seeing the math that was provided on the itinerary was very queer. Nao Nao and Ellen showed up at Round One by about twenty minutes late. Just now, I realized that I have had at least one dream about walking on a campus such as UF with a map like that... At the delegate's meeting, Nao Nao and Ellen showed up almost an hour late. I don't blame them, because the campus was quite a bit confusing. On the way to the Universal Auditorium, Logan sang "Mr. Blue Sky." Pre-calculus team got 4th place[William placed very well, Ryan got 20th (his first ever invitational trophy!), and I got 29th place. William had calculated my score to be 56, but apparently it was 64, more pleasant number!] much to the pleasant surprise of our team members. I used brackets because they seem more mathematical and are clearer than two trivial sets of parentheses, as if brackets raise the value. Joseph fell in love with Jimmy Doker and almost got his cell phone number from Kevin. Logan and Joseph told me about Clara's obsession with Marshall Printy's apparent "hotness." On the way home, Anna, Diana and Sonal decided to start a few games of MASH, in which William wanted to marry me, Sonal married Logan, and I obtained some interesting outcomes, too.
After dinner, I completed the penultimate week's worth of FLVS work in about an hour (or less). This was made possible by the fact that I decided to click on the Module 7 test, and much to my astonishment, it did not have a password, so the test had been opened and I could not leave the page without failing. The 16th week includes Exams A though E, and will be FINISHED after that! Oh, the joy, the joy, the oh so obtainable joy.
I want to relax.
We went to the University of Florida!!!!! Yes, it was so exciting that I needed six exclamation points to barely cover my feelings. But I can't really count, so it could be a different positive integer, give or take about five.
The day began quite normally, but today, I was so tired that I actually lost consciousness on a small portion of the bus ride. We had breakfast at Burger King, where I finished eating and spilled syrup on my bag, pants, and an area of my ankle. Marshall quickly told me to "suck it off." I rejected his order. Despite the title of this post, the day was extremely bright and warm. Logan, Shuyao, and I needed Kevin Hong's direction to get to the delegate's meeting, and seeing the math that was provided on the itinerary was very queer. Nao Nao and Ellen showed up at Round One by about twenty minutes late. Just now, I realized that I have had at least one dream about walking on a campus such as UF with a map like that... At the delegate's meeting, Nao Nao and Ellen showed up almost an hour late. I don't blame them, because the campus was quite a bit confusing. On the way to the Universal Auditorium, Logan sang "Mr. Blue Sky." Pre-calculus team got 4th place[William placed very well, Ryan got 20th (his first ever invitational trophy!), and I got 29th place. William had calculated my score to be 56, but apparently it was 64, more pleasant number!] much to the pleasant surprise of our team members. I used brackets because they seem more mathematical and are clearer than two trivial sets of parentheses, as if brackets raise the value. Joseph fell in love with Jimmy Doker and almost got his cell phone number from Kevin. Logan and Joseph told me about Clara's obsession with Marshall Printy's apparent "hotness." On the way home, Anna, Diana and Sonal decided to start a few games of MASH, in which William wanted to marry me, Sonal married Logan, and I obtained some interesting outcomes, too.
After dinner, I completed the penultimate week's worth of FLVS work in about an hour (or less). This was made possible by the fact that I decided to click on the Module 7 test, and much to my astonishment, it did not have a password, so the test had been opened and I could not leave the page without failing. The 16th week includes Exams A though E, and will be FINISHED after that! Oh, the joy, the joy, the oh so obtainable joy.
I want to relax.
Friday, March 28, 2008
You sang me Spanish lullabies
Today, I went to see Freed at lunch, mainly because I can't seem to live without going to the MAO room for over three days, which I admitted to him. It's like a magnetic field and pulls me there as I "tire" of running against it.
We had an intense session of "El Dia de No Ingles" during Spanish. Ironic, isn't it, that they usually say "No Ingles Day." Next, we had to begin and finish a DBQ about civil peace in Germany during the First World War. It was so taxing and annoying as usual, and I was way tired of this work. Immediately after that, we took the Chapter 15 Stat quiz, which was just queer. We only ran one test. I walked up to the Mrs. Chan near the end of the period, and asked, "Is this the whole test?" She sort of laughed and said, "Yes." When I walked to my table in Chem and looked down, I found the best note ever. It really brightened my mood. The test was sort of stressful because I didn't really know how to do the last problem. However, I finally pulled myself through the first part of the day, and survived by lunchtime, where it was extremely sunny. Twice as many of us were having a bad day, so that makes two heads to stroke, the poor darlings. What an awful idea it is to assign a lab in Biology and give us ten boring research and thought questions. Mrs. Traylor asked me how Chinese people get married. She told me that I should have a traditional Chinese wedding with traditional makeup and a red kimono because it would be fun... Then something about how it doesn't matter how the wedding is, but how the marriage is. Yeah, a kimono. We sort of worked on airplane problems with component vectors today. I always seem to say things when the entire class is quiet, such as "What is she talking about?" when referring to mj. In English, we presented our projects, and we must admit that my powerpoint was um, by far the most visually attractive. The bus ride was a time of steering towards unconsciousness. As I discussed the ways Joseph is a loser (jk) with Parker, I noticed that my body felt as though it was about 2:00am. But I never take naps, since around 1st grade, I woke up, thinking it was yesterday that my mother and I had gone to Cubs, the grocery store, and proceeded to brush my teeth and wash my face as if I had spent the night on the couch. It wasn't my last nap, but it was my last voluntary nap.
But going to sleep seems like such a good idea right now.
Maybe after I finish the Bio worksheet.
By the way, the time I published the post is the time of the FIRST publication. Therefore, any edits being made do not overwrite the information below. It's 9:38pm as I type this.
Later...
Me: of course youre clever, bff!
SoccerPig73: Wait, did you say there was eight hours until the competition!?
Me: uhhh
maybe...
CRAP
THERES 8 HOURS UNTIL THE COMPETITION!
SoccerPig73: I KNOW!
Yeah, I better get off. I need to get some sleep before this thing. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night and wonderful dreams!
Me: good night!
Good night.
We had an intense session of "El Dia de No Ingles" during Spanish. Ironic, isn't it, that they usually say "No Ingles Day." Next, we had to begin and finish a DBQ about civil peace in Germany during the First World War. It was so taxing and annoying as usual, and I was way tired of this work. Immediately after that, we took the Chapter 15 Stat quiz, which was just queer. We only ran one test. I walked up to the Mrs. Chan near the end of the period, and asked, "Is this the whole test?" She sort of laughed and said, "Yes." When I walked to my table in Chem and looked down, I found the best note ever. It really brightened my mood. The test was sort of stressful because I didn't really know how to do the last problem. However, I finally pulled myself through the first part of the day, and survived by lunchtime, where it was extremely sunny. Twice as many of us were having a bad day, so that makes two heads to stroke, the poor darlings. What an awful idea it is to assign a lab in Biology and give us ten boring research and thought questions. Mrs. Traylor asked me how Chinese people get married. She told me that I should have a traditional Chinese wedding with traditional makeup and a red kimono because it would be fun... Then something about how it doesn't matter how the wedding is, but how the marriage is. Yeah, a kimono. We sort of worked on airplane problems with component vectors today. I always seem to say things when the entire class is quiet, such as "What is she talking about?" when referring to mj. In English, we presented our projects, and we must admit that my powerpoint was um, by far the most visually attractive. The bus ride was a time of steering towards unconsciousness. As I discussed the ways Joseph is a loser (jk) with Parker, I noticed that my body felt as though it was about 2:00am. But I never take naps, since around 1st grade, I woke up, thinking it was yesterday that my mother and I had gone to Cubs, the grocery store, and proceeded to brush my teeth and wash my face as if I had spent the night on the couch. It wasn't my last nap, but it was my last voluntary nap.
But going to sleep seems like such a good idea right now.
Maybe after I finish the Bio worksheet.
By the way, the time I published the post is the time of the FIRST publication. Therefore, any edits being made do not overwrite the information below. It's 9:38pm as I type this.
Later...
Me: of course youre clever, bff!
SoccerPig73: Wait, did you say there was eight hours until the competition!?
Me: uhhh
maybe...
CRAP
THERES 8 HOURS UNTIL THE COMPETITION!
SoccerPig73: I KNOW!
Yeah, I better get off. I need to get some sleep before this thing. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night and wonderful dreams!
Me: good night!
Good night.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Phylum Actinopoda
We're basically sitting in Biology. A worksheet was given, so we could research protists. runiteking1 is looking for the website to watch Star Wars. Yes, he's a geek. In fact, he is no longer focusing on various details regarding animalcules and amoebas. Oh, he found it. runiteking1: Guys, prepare to watch Star Wars. Ivan from half-way across the room: Oh, the text version? runiteking1: Nerd! Nerdilicious! Azn: -states the obvious that runiteking1 is a nerd- runiteking1: It's AWESOME! -points to post- No. Take that out. No! Why is my name on there??? NOOO!! Don't put my name!
So now, I have to go back and replace his name with "runiteking1."
Five people are intently surrounding runiteking1's laptop. Justin: That is sooo weird. Andrew: Can you email me that link? Azn: Put it on Facebook. Dylan: So what are you guys watching? Brynann: What is that?
Marshall is so proud of himself right now.
Linda: Is the pseudopod the protective shell? runiteking1: No, the pseudopod is the fake arms. Azn: How do they reproduce?
They went back to working.
So now, I have to go back and replace his name with "runiteking1."
Five people are intently surrounding runiteking1's laptop. Justin: That is sooo weird. Andrew: Can you email me that link? Azn: Put it on Facebook. Dylan: So what are you guys watching? Brynann: What is that?
Marshall is so proud of himself right now.
Linda: Is the pseudopod the protective shell? runiteking1: No, the pseudopod is the fake arms. Azn: How do they reproduce?
They went back to working.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Applicants
Erica: Can I be the godmother?
Ryan: Ever since I was a little girl, I always wanted a baby. I imagined it would have my eyes and the father's smile. That was until I found out that I could not have children anymore. Becoming the baby's godmother would allow me to almost live this dream more easily than adopting or stealing a child. As said godmother, I would visit the child every day and bring Cheez-it's. Children love me, too. No, not like that!
Later...
Ryan: wait im the grandfather anyway? so i dont need to be godmother
me: ummm
fightinchicken26: i wrote that paragraph for nuthin
me: too late youre already in the running
fightinchicken26: im gonna spoil your child rotten
but i thought i was out
me: haha true
fightinchicken26: should i stay or should i go
Even Later...
fightinchicken26: no
she is not
nor is brianna
im in it to win it
10:29 PM i plan on writing themed entries for the blog now
for each class
like 1st period i will write for an entry about the baby in spanish
coincidentally the same time we learn words like dar a luz
10:30 PM in 2nd i will write like the events are history european style
nothing for 3rd no essays in tennis
me: oh my goodness you are dedicated
fightinchicken26: 4th i will write about the chemical composition of the baby
me: oh gosh.
fightinchicken26: 5th i will make statistical conclusions about the baby
me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
10:31 PM fightinchicken26: in 6th i will write about the baby's slant asymptotes
and in 7th i will take a page from winsetts book and write it in her creative writing style from college
10:34 PM so whos it going to be?
Even later later...
fightinchicken26: IF I BECOME GODMOTHER
I COULD BE THE BABYS FAIRY GODMOTHER
OMG OMG OMG
me: uh oh
fightinchicken26: LIKE IN CINDERELLA
AFTER ALL MY DAUGHTER PARKER IS A PRINCESS
Brianna: Why would I make a wonderful godmother? Well, I was a child once. So I think if anything should happen to his parents, I would be qualified to take in little Peter. Sure I don't really like children that much, but I would love this child like my own. And I'm awesome...that should give like 50 points in itself.
Maybe, the worst part is that the latter two have thought of... names.
Ryan: Ever since I was a little girl, I always wanted a baby. I imagined it would have my eyes and the father's smile. That was until I found out that I could not have children anymore. Becoming the baby's godmother would allow me to almost live this dream more easily than adopting or stealing a child. As said godmother, I would visit the child every day and bring Cheez-it's. Children love me, too. No, not like that!
Later...
Ryan: wait im the grandfather anyway? so i dont need to be godmother
me: ummm
fightinchicken26: i wrote that paragraph for nuthin
me: too late youre already in the running
fightinchicken26: im gonna spoil your child rotten
but i thought i was out
me: haha true
fightinchicken26: should i stay or should i go
Even Later...
fightinchicken26: no
she is not
nor is brianna
im in it to win it
10:29 PM i plan on writing themed entries for the blog now
for each class
like 1st period i will write for an entry about the baby in spanish
coincidentally the same time we learn words like dar a luz
10:30 PM in 2nd i will write like the events are history european style
nothing for 3rd no essays in tennis
me: oh my goodness you are dedicated
fightinchicken26: 4th i will write about the chemical composition of the baby
me: oh gosh.
fightinchicken26: 5th i will make statistical conclusions about the baby
me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
10:31 PM fightinchicken26: in 6th i will write about the baby's slant asymptotes
and in 7th i will take a page from winsetts book and write it in her creative writing style from college
10:34 PM so whos it going to be?
Even later later...
fightinchicken26: IF I BECOME GODMOTHER
I COULD BE THE BABYS FAIRY GODMOTHER
OMG OMG OMG
me: uh oh
fightinchicken26: LIKE IN CINDERELLA
AFTER ALL MY DAUGHTER PARKER IS A PRINCESS
Brianna: Why would I make a wonderful godmother? Well, I was a child once. So I think if anything should happen to his parents, I would be qualified to take in little Peter. Sure I don't really like children that much, but I would love this child like my own. And I'm awesome...that should give like 50 points in itself.
Maybe, the worst part is that the latter two have thought of... names.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Runnin' down the avenue...
Mr. Blue Sky is definitely one of the happiest songs I've ever heard. Some of us agree that it makes you smile, even when you're extraordinarily depressed.
Yesterday, the MAO practice was relatively successful. For the first hour or so after we settled down, almost all of us worked on math problems, albeit not all for Mu Alpha Theta. Logan decided to form brackets so we could have a ping pong tournament. As you may have predicted, practices brings us near perfection, as Yige pretty much dominated his way through the games. Lost and Found: Brandon's jacket, Jerrod's answer sheet, Carolyn's work, Yige's pencil... I think that's it.
Logan approached me about a JCL-related idea he and Roland had, and how honorable it is to provide any aspect of aid to a club with which I continually feel involved without actually being in it.
Oh, and I'm happy.
Yesterday, the MAO practice was relatively successful. For the first hour or so after we settled down, almost all of us worked on math problems, albeit not all for Mu Alpha Theta. Logan decided to form brackets so we could have a ping pong tournament. As you may have predicted, practices brings us near perfection, as Yige pretty much dominated his way through the games. Lost and Found: Brandon's jacket, Jerrod's answer sheet, Carolyn's work, Yige's pencil... I think that's it.
Logan approached me about a JCL-related idea he and Roland had, and how honorable it is to provide any aspect of aid to a club with which I continually feel involved without actually being in it.
Oh, and I'm happy.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
The drama!
I'm playing this... and runiteking1 uploaded his concerto, so here goes the peer pressure.
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