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Quiz by Sarah Chow
Which SEASON are you?
I consist of my friends, apparently, but it wouldn't let me copy the thing to my journal . . . it was too big or something. Actually, it really was very, very big. Very, very, VERY big . . . because it like made a little link to all friends out of each square, depending on the color or something. How'd you get yours to post, Christina?
I put "Pinko" because my dad called me a Communist today-- even though I did defend him the other day with the whole "Need-Based College Aid" being based so entirely on Communism, lol . . . but I only disagree with (and don't really even disagree with-- just don't like) because it doesn't help me. How Republican . . . lol ^_^
I spent like five minutes trying to organize that sentence to my wishes. Am I OCD or what?
I put "Michael Moore" because he is going to hang out in a pot of fondue with me-- and Romeo and Juliet-- in Hell for the rest of eternity.
I have really taken that thing of Seth's to heart, lol . . .
Speaking of fondue . . . and complaining . . . I went up to the lake today and took out the boat lift. My dad, uncle, and cousins got to wear waders, and Tory and I got to wear shorts. Oh fun. Let me catch hypothermia, everyone. So I made a show of complaining and not being happy. Actually, no . . . I did quite well . . . at least, I think so.
As for the fondue, I brought home the fondue pot . . . also ear candles and the (wrong) Sterno canned heat thing . . . y . . . Anyway . . .
I felt smart at NHS volunteering at CCS/SOS (Church Community Services/Soup of Success . . . henceforth this will be known as CCS/SOS . . . because that is just entirely too long to type every single entry). I read one of the Spanish readers, like the ones they have for little kids in America, only this one was the same thing in Spanish, meant for the Spanish-speaking kids whose moms come in for the program, or whose parents come in to shop at the food pantry . . . and I was reading it and I could understand it all in one book and most of it in another! 12 weeks of Spanish, baby, yeah! It was called "Yo Puedo Ayudar," and I was like, "I Can Help!" Oh yeah!!!
Anyway . . . lol . . . Japanese is much better with me, I do think . . . though Spanish is a hell of a lot easier. It really is. You romance-language peoples forgot not to take your native alphabet for granted, lol . . .
KANJI OF DOOM!!!
I did crappy on my ACT scores. Well, I got a 99% on my English, or something . . . but it was only like a 34 or something . . . it really very much confused me. I only got a 28 on Math and a freaking 26 in Science, but Science was so utterly f*cked up I knew I was going to fail it anyway.
I don't think I like the ACT as much anymore. Go SAT!!! Woohoo!!!
. . . until, of course, you send me back my SAT II scores and I get like crap on them . . .
Dad is playing the demonstration CD that I got with my Tchaikovsky CD . . . it was full of a bunch of Baroque and Classical pieces that I'm not so into, and he is, and I knew he'd enjoy them better, so I gave the CD to him . . . I think we played this song. I think it's from like 9th grade . . . I do recall I was a 1st violin and I felt special, because we were divided into three parts, randomly . . . unlike last year in which I was made a 2nd for one random song and was very irritated.
I don't think Mr. Briddell thinks I'm very good. I also think he thinks I'm crazy.
I am really, really itchy and it is driving me crazy. I think it is because it is getting too dry out.
We're going to have Neil's birthday dinner pretty soon, and birthday cake.
Nov. 13th, 2004
Quiz by Sarah Chow
Which SEASON are you?
I consist of my friends, apparently, but it wouldn't let me copy the thing to my journal . . . it was too big or something. Actually, it really was very, very big. Very, very, VERY big . . . because it like made a little link to all friends out of each square, depending on the color or something. How'd you get yours to post, Christina?
I put "Pinko" because my dad called me a Communist today-- even though I did defend him the other day with the whole "Need-Based College Aid" being based so entirely on Communism, lol . . . but I only disagree with (and don't really even disagree with-- just don't like) because it doesn't help me. How Republican . . . lol ^_^
I spent like five minutes trying to organize that sentence to my wishes. Am I OCD or what?
I put "Michael Moore" because he is going to hang out in a pot of fondue with me-- and Romeo and Juliet-- in Hell for the rest of eternity.
I have really taken that thing of Seth's to heart, lol . . .
Speaking of fondue . . . and complaining . . . I went up to the lake today and took out the boat lift. My dad, uncle, and cousins got to wear waders, and Tory and I got to wear shorts. Oh fun. Let me catch hypothermia, everyone. So I made a show of complaining and not being happy. Actually, no . . . I did quite well . . . at least, I think so.
As for the fondue, I brought home the fondue pot . . . also ear candles and the (wrong) Sterno canned heat thing . . . y . . . Anyway . . .
I felt smart at NHS volunteering at CCS/SOS (Church Community Services/Soup of Success . . . henceforth this will be known as CCS/SOS . . . because that is just entirely too long to type every single entry). I read one of the Spanish readers, like the ones they have for little kids in America, only this one was the same thing in Spanish, meant for the Spanish-speaking kids whose moms come in for the program, or whose parents come in to shop at the food pantry . . . and I was reading it and I could understand it all in one book and most of it in another! 12 weeks of Spanish, baby, yeah! It was called "Yo Puedo Ayudar," and I was like, "I Can Help!" Oh yeah!!!
Anyway . . . lol . . . Japanese is much better with me, I do think . . . though Spanish is a hell of a lot easier. It really is. You romance-language peoples forgot not to take your native alphabet for granted, lol . . .
KANJI OF DOOM!!!
I did crappy on my ACT scores. Well, I got a 99% on my English, or something . . . but it was only like a 34 or something . . . it really very much confused me. I only got a 28 on Math and a freaking 26 in Science, but Science was so utterly f*cked up I knew I was going to fail it anyway.
I don't think I like the ACT as much anymore. Go SAT!!! Woohoo!!!
. . . until, of course, you send me back my SAT II scores and I get like crap on them . . .
Dad is playing the demonstration CD that I got with my Tchaikovsky CD . . . it was full of a bunch of Baroque and Classical pieces that I'm not so into, and he is, and I knew he'd enjoy them better, so I gave the CD to him . . . I think we played this song. I think it's from like 9th grade . . . I do recall I was a 1st violin and I felt special, because we were divided into three parts, randomly . . . unlike last year in which I was made a 2nd for one random song and was very irritated.
I don't think Mr. Briddell thinks I'm very good. I also think he thinks I'm crazy.
I am really, really itchy and it is driving me crazy. I think it is because it is getting too dry out.
We're going to have Neil's birthday dinner pretty soon, and birthday cake.