Funny Presentations and Speech Dilemmas
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tabular_rasaSex. Sex, sex, sex. Sex, sex, sex. Sex, sex, sexxxxxxxxxxx . . .
Lol, William and Joey's presentation was the funniest thing ever.
Actually, everybody's were pretty funny. I set a dangerous precedent . . . even though I don't think it was all that good, lol . . .
Robert vs. Ryan: "Arm!" *smacks with cardboard sword* "Leg! Leg!" *smacks with cardboard sword* "I cut off my beautiful, uncut black-- and white -- hair and offer it to Mars!"
By the way, that was sung to the tune of "Eye of the Tiger"-- the little guitar thumps in the chorus. There's also Nichole's and Kristina's and my version, which we made up while standing outside during the fire drill tucked under Nichole's chin to keep warm, and I said I felt like a duck. So, somehow, the song turned into "Quack. Quack, quack sex. Sex, sex, quack. Quack, quack, sex." Don't ask me how it got there.
How come when I say bawdy things, it's awkward? Like today, when Paul tied Alice's shoe to the chair, I said, "Paul, this is no place to exercise your bondage fetish," and everyone's all like *sucks in deep breath and turns away and changes the subject.* Maybe it's just because I never say stuff like that-- or, at least, people don't think I say-- or ought to say-- stuff like that. Goodness knows they're not disturbed by the content matter . . . Seth and Lindsey pass papers back and forth making dirty jokes out of Economic terms. Actually, it's pretty funny.
Lol, Alice even got Robert singing the sex song by the end of the period, after she left.
I have decided that I like music by historical oppressed groups, best of all. Jewish music, Gypsy music, even Russian music (you know, those peasants in the dark winters of Russia, oppressed by their crazy czars and dictators). It's all emotional, because traditionally they've been miserable and the only way-- or one of the best ways-- to pour it out is through music. Anyway. Give me unhappy peoples' music! Lol . . .
Friday: Take Neil to the movies to see The Incredibles.
Saturday: Work for a few hours in the morning at my NHS thing at Church Community Services/Soup of Success, possibly go to the rodeo (???) with the Fritzes in the evening
Sunday: See Tiffany's play, unless I decide to go Saturday instead and having nothing to do instead.
At some point: Practice Speech stuff (I really don't want to write or memorize a freaking whole speech at this point-- but maybe I can come up with something for Nichole? Can she do two duos?), write Macalester essay, and perhaps come up with some research for Model UN (they won't tell me my country!!!).
Speaking of Church Community Services/Soup of Success, that went well (it was a success!!! Lol . . . heh. Heh heh. Heh heh heh-- *stops*). I put together cookie bags, and I'm probably going back tomorrow to do a Christmas sale. Apparently most of their sales are done over Christmas.
I do have a dilemma, though. I have to help set up for the Winter Dance on December 4th at, what, 7:00 pm? 6:00 pm? It starts at 8:00. I also probably have to GO to the stupid thing, but that's beside the point (lol). Unfortunately, that's also the Debate meet (the first one I'm actually going to be able to GO to) that I probably have to go to, and everyone is all counting on me to go to it . . . er, as much as the miniscule Debate team can count on people . . . and I don't know how long that will go for. It's in Laporte. I don't know if I can drive back early, or what, or anything. Though, I suppose, if I can't go, it's just as fine, because I can work at the Victorian Tea Party thingy (remember that, Alice?) that I've always loved going to those few years I did, earn more NHS volunteer hours, and probably have more fun, lol, or at least more memorable, and would probably get me back home in time, too.
I am going to be pissed, though, if I can't do EITHER and have to sacrifice everything to the NHS Winter Dance. That would REALLY piss me off.
It's very sad; I want to do Speech and Debate and do well at it, but it just doesn't FIT in my time frame. I really don't want to quit, though it would make everything much easier. I don't have a commitment to it, as this is my first year, and I only have 12 NFL points to my name. Yet dropping out would screw me over for the musical forever (after working so hard to actually be casting-worthy in this favoritism-based school drama program), make my listing it on my college applications look like a big lie, let down Kristina and Nichole (who are more dedicated to it than I am, lol), and probably have Andrew stalking me forever shouting curses at my head for being a Speech dropout. Lol . . .
Plus, well . . . it is fun, in a way . . . just not the Original Oratory part. I'm never going to find something right for that . . . nor for Oratorical Interpretation if he makes me pick stuff out of the retarded Speech book.
(x) - you've done
(_) - you haven't done
(_) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(x) kissed a member of the same sex (only I was 6 and it was completely on accident, lol)
(_) crashed a friend's car
(_) been drunk
(x) been to Japan
(x) ridden in a taxi
(/) been in love (I'll put half an x because I don't really know)
(_) been dumped
(_) shoplifted
(_) been fired
(_) been in a fist fight
(_) snuck out of my parent's house
(_) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex
(_) ever dated someone of the same sex
(_) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back
(_) been arrested
(_) made out with a stranger
(_) stole something from my job
(_) celebrated new years in Times Square
(_) gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
(_) had a crush on a teacher (Dude . .. y'all had a thing about Mr. Fiene . . . I was just confused because he looked like a younger version of my dad . . . )
(_) celebrated Mardi-Gras in New Orleans
(x) been to Europe
(_) skipped school
(_) slept with a co-worker
(_) cut myself on purpose
(_) been married
(_) gotten divorced
(_) had children
(_) seen someone die
(_) been to Africa
(_) had a crush on one of my lj friends
(x) Slapped someone I loved (as in platonically, of course, yes, lol-- other than that I've had no one TO slap . . . )
(_) Driven over 400 miles to attend a show/festival/fetish ball
(_) Been to Canada
(_) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
(_) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(_) Thrown up in a bar
(_) Purposely set a part of myself on fire
(x) Eaten Sushi
(_) Been snowboarding
(X) Met someone in person from the internet (Erin! Lol . . . though that's a little different . . . I could have met you before . . . it just never happened that way . . . )
(_) Been moshing at a concert
(_) had real feelings for someone you knew only online
(_) taken partially nude/nude photos of yourself
(_) been pregnant or got someone pregnant (Well . . . in a few months my RPG Andromeda is going to start carrying Tonks . . . does that count? Lol . . . )
(_) lost a child
(/) gone to college (half an x because I plan to go . . . ?)
(_) graduated college
(_) tried killing yourself
(x) taken painkillers (um . . . who hasn't? Do we mean in order to kill ourselves?)
(_) intentionally burned yourself (didn't we do this one earlier?)
(x) miss someone right now
Lol, William and Joey's presentation was the funniest thing ever.
Actually, everybody's were pretty funny. I set a dangerous precedent . . . even though I don't think it was all that good, lol . . .
Robert vs. Ryan: "Arm!" *smacks with cardboard sword* "Leg! Leg!" *smacks with cardboard sword* "I cut off my beautiful, uncut black-- and white -- hair and offer it to Mars!"
By the way, that was sung to the tune of "Eye of the Tiger"-- the little guitar thumps in the chorus. There's also Nichole's and Kristina's and my version, which we made up while standing outside during the fire drill tucked under Nichole's chin to keep warm, and I said I felt like a duck. So, somehow, the song turned into "Quack. Quack, quack sex. Sex, sex, quack. Quack, quack, sex." Don't ask me how it got there.
How come when I say bawdy things, it's awkward? Like today, when Paul tied Alice's shoe to the chair, I said, "Paul, this is no place to exercise your bondage fetish," and everyone's all like *sucks in deep breath and turns away and changes the subject.* Maybe it's just because I never say stuff like that-- or, at least, people don't think I say-- or ought to say-- stuff like that. Goodness knows they're not disturbed by the content matter . . . Seth and Lindsey pass papers back and forth making dirty jokes out of Economic terms. Actually, it's pretty funny.
Lol, Alice even got Robert singing the sex song by the end of the period, after she left.
I have decided that I like music by historical oppressed groups, best of all. Jewish music, Gypsy music, even Russian music (you know, those peasants in the dark winters of Russia, oppressed by their crazy czars and dictators). It's all emotional, because traditionally they've been miserable and the only way-- or one of the best ways-- to pour it out is through music. Anyway. Give me unhappy peoples' music! Lol . . .
Friday: Take Neil to the movies to see The Incredibles.
Saturday: Work for a few hours in the morning at my NHS thing at Church Community Services/Soup of Success, possibly go to the rodeo (???) with the Fritzes in the evening
Sunday: See Tiffany's play, unless I decide to go Saturday instead and having nothing to do instead.
At some point: Practice Speech stuff (I really don't want to write or memorize a freaking whole speech at this point-- but maybe I can come up with something for Nichole? Can she do two duos?), write Macalester essay, and perhaps come up with some research for Model UN (they won't tell me my country!!!).
Speaking of Church Community Services/Soup of Success, that went well (it was a success!!! Lol . . . heh. Heh heh. Heh heh heh-- *stops*). I put together cookie bags, and I'm probably going back tomorrow to do a Christmas sale. Apparently most of their sales are done over Christmas.
I do have a dilemma, though. I have to help set up for the Winter Dance on December 4th at, what, 7:00 pm? 6:00 pm? It starts at 8:00. I also probably have to GO to the stupid thing, but that's beside the point (lol). Unfortunately, that's also the Debate meet (the first one I'm actually going to be able to GO to) that I probably have to go to, and everyone is all counting on me to go to it . . . er, as much as the miniscule Debate team can count on people . . . and I don't know how long that will go for. It's in Laporte. I don't know if I can drive back early, or what, or anything. Though, I suppose, if I can't go, it's just as fine, because I can work at the Victorian Tea Party thingy (remember that, Alice?) that I've always loved going to those few years I did, earn more NHS volunteer hours, and probably have more fun, lol, or at least more memorable, and would probably get me back home in time, too.
I am going to be pissed, though, if I can't do EITHER and have to sacrifice everything to the NHS Winter Dance. That would REALLY piss me off.
It's very sad; I want to do Speech and Debate and do well at it, but it just doesn't FIT in my time frame. I really don't want to quit, though it would make everything much easier. I don't have a commitment to it, as this is my first year, and I only have 12 NFL points to my name. Yet dropping out would screw me over for the musical forever (after working so hard to actually be casting-worthy in this favoritism-based school drama program), make my listing it on my college applications look like a big lie, let down Kristina and Nichole (who are more dedicated to it than I am, lol), and probably have Andrew stalking me forever shouting curses at my head for being a Speech dropout. Lol . . .
Plus, well . . . it is fun, in a way . . . just not the Original Oratory part. I'm never going to find something right for that . . . nor for Oratorical Interpretation if he makes me pick stuff out of the retarded Speech book.
(x) - you've done
(_) - you haven't done
(_) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(x) kissed a member of the same sex (only I was 6 and it was completely on accident, lol)
(_) crashed a friend's car
(_) been drunk
(x) been to Japan
(x) ridden in a taxi
(/) been in love (I'll put half an x because I don't really know)
(_) been dumped
(_) shoplifted
(_) been fired
(_) been in a fist fight
(_) snuck out of my parent's house
(_) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex
(_) ever dated someone of the same sex
(_) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back
(_) been arrested
(_) made out with a stranger
(_) stole something from my job
(_) celebrated new years in Times Square
(_) gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
(_) had a crush on a teacher (Dude . .. y'all had a thing about Mr. Fiene . . . I was just confused because he looked like a younger version of my dad . . . )
(_) celebrated Mardi-Gras in New Orleans
(x) been to Europe
(_) skipped school
(_) slept with a co-worker
(_) cut myself on purpose
(_) been married
(_) gotten divorced
(_) had children
(_) seen someone die
(_) been to Africa
(_) had a crush on one of my lj friends
(x) Slapped someone I loved (as in platonically, of course, yes, lol-- other than that I've had no one TO slap . . . )
(_) Driven over 400 miles to attend a show/festival/fetish ball
(_) Been to Canada
(_) Been to Mexico
(x) Been on a plane
(_) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(_) Thrown up in a bar
(_) Purposely set a part of myself on fire
(x) Eaten Sushi
(_) Been snowboarding
(X) Met someone in person from the internet (Erin! Lol . . . though that's a little different . . . I could have met you before . . . it just never happened that way . . . )
(_) Been moshing at a concert
(_) had real feelings for someone you knew only online
(_) taken partially nude/nude photos of yourself
(_) been pregnant or got someone pregnant (Well . . . in a few months my RPG Andromeda is going to start carrying Tonks . . . does that count? Lol . . . )
(_) lost a child
(/) gone to college (half an x because I plan to go . . . ?)
(_) graduated college
(_) tried killing yourself
(x) taken painkillers (um . . . who hasn't? Do we mean in order to kill ourselves?)
(_) intentionally burned yourself (didn't we do this one earlier?)
(x) miss someone right now
