lordbeaver

Well, I've had a pretty busy day I guess. I stayed up until 2 AM last night talking to an old friend, and then woke up at 6:30 (the kitchen was alive with the Sounds of Mom-sic), puttering downstairs in the kitchen.

I went and mowed grass for the elderly *ka-ching* and then for my parents... *hollow sound of bitterness* and then polished some crome with... well, crome polish.

Then my friend Daniel came over, who surprisingly enough went to NBS gym for a little while. He also, weirdly enough, brought practice longswords over. So, when I told him I was interested in starting fencing we went over some basic footwork that is the same for longsword fighting (which is what he does now), and then proceeded to fight. I got.. maybe 5 points. Doesn't sound to bad until you consider there were probably about 50 opportunities. He slayed me to say the least, my nose is still ringing. If fencing is 1/10 that fun it'll be something I can stick with.

Hmm, so I missed out on pie because my mom forgot to cook the crust before baking the pie. Basically, I would have had to eat it out of a cup. I do not like missing pie.

East of Eden is good. My grandparents, who also came over for dinner, are cool. Paper clips should be able to talk.

The end :D

All right, I now have a desktop backround that says in small letters in the corner "UPDATE YOUR STUPID LIVEJOURNAL." This may or may not help me, because I'm sure my problem (or lack thereof, if you're addicted like Sweet parmandiriel) is not that I forget but rather the absence of motivation. But, I mean, it's summer. It's not like I'm spending my every waking moment plotting the demise of people with higher GPAs doing school stuff anymore.

Also, all of you people who are reading books I've read are in serious trouble. Thanks to Hannah, I have the urge to reread East of Eden, thanks to this guy I have the urge to reread Dune, and thanks to Emma I have the urge to reread WHEEL OF TIME 0_0. The only book I've read on my Summer Reading List thusfar is My Antonia by Willa Cather. While it is a classic, it's one you can take or leave, for any of you wondering.

OH, and speaking of EMMA I owe her my eternal condolences. I will be unable to attend "Laughing Once More" which really does make me sad; not because I know anything about the show or what I will be missing, but because I have been in a drama production before and I know what really makes it worthwhile is having people there to appreciate your talent. For some reason, I feel like a lot of my sentences are wordy in this entry.

Well, I'll update in regard to my summer so far. I have had no inclination to do anything musical, which is a shame, but I have written some poetry and drawn up some rough ideas for my NOVEL I'm hoping to start working on. I have a close friend working on a novella, and we're using a mutual editing/motivation strategy, but I'm starting to actually write soon so I need to type up the ideas I have scribbled here and there. Expect a post about that in the near future.

Today, I decided to try whittling. I had seen a book in the end table drawer a while back titled "Wood Carving," (I think my dad was interested in making stair rails or something) which has for some reason surfaced from antiquity. I also found a woodcarving knife (or at least a sharp one...) in the garage, which was a stroke of fortune. So today, I tried to carve a flat wooden square (10x10x1 or so) into a swan like shape, which I figured would give me some good practice with making curves before I tried to do anything 3D. Suffice it to say, I suck at it. I got my shape in my mind, and went to work, but I made one side too small. I would make the other side a little smaller to compensate, but then it would look too small. Repeat ad infinitum. Maybe I'll try to do watercolor, next time. I think the spirit of Jennifer Bellis and Bob Ross would merge and haunt me forever if I tried to paint anything, though. Not that Jen is dead. Bob is I think. He's in the happy little clouds now. *bad joke*

Okay. I just got back from dinner and checking out a bike course that I want to do. It has a lot of ramps and bridges and chasms of doom etc, and I'm scared to death, but if I can find some other sucker willing guy to go with me, then I'll be forced to do it so as not to seem a wimp ;D

I should probably go call Catinca.

Oh, my life has been a pit of hecticness lately.

Stayed up until 2 AM or so last night working on Poetry Master's Study and still had two explications to do plus a heck of a lot of printing. The explications got done but they sucked. Anyway, I ran to fourth period to get the dumb thing in, and my lack of sleep + lack of food + slight hypoglycemia caught up with me and I had a sugar low. I was shaking and could barely talk and I went outside the room and toppled over so as not to be embarrased, ate something, came back in and was dizzy and silent for the rest of the period. I acted a lot better than I felt during 5th period, but it was better by the end.

So I'm worried about this thing for World History. Like, the thing is I'm not going to freaking be here this weekend. And I haven't started yet. And I have a sculpture, currently, that I'm planning to make by next tuesday. It has to happen, because I need an A. It has to happen because this year is almost over. It has to happen because I will it to happen, and I am amazing. But it might not happen. I just can't envision doing most of the sculpture at the beach (a trip I can't get out of) and then having it all done in any reasonable capacity. Especially because I'm not sure what it's going to be done with. At least AP Testing = over, Master's Study = Over, and all that remains is Chemistry Doom and Exposition plus Exams, which won't be too bad.

Also, I should probably really do these Life of Pi things for English. I really hate that busy work, though the book was mediocre.

OK! So in a happier note I'm going to start fencing. I might not be able to make it to Thursday practices, which would be a bummer because that's when Hannah's there, but I could probably do it Tuesdays and Sundays or something, and maybe make a beginners class. And if it's on Thursday next year for club, then why by George. But I do intend to take it seriously and really learn how. Peter Kerkhoff is amazing in short, he got me really excited about it. He's just a cool guy.

Key Club Party is tomorrow. Presenting of poem is tomorrow. Fortunately I have the memorizing brain of a.... something really good at memorizing. 20 lines is literally nothing.

I'm pretty much doing anything to procrastinate this French paper some more... I currently have 200 words, so I'm one fifth of the way through. Unfortunately, I've only touched on one of six things she wanted us to talk about. Great :D

Um, let's see, what can I say? Well, I went to Enloe this morning and lugged pine straw bales with the student body president for Key Club (he was there for Student Council, obviously), and he turned out to be a pretty nice guy though his speech last year was deplorable. Then I drove home (without incident, thankfully) and helped my mom get ready for a party she was hosting, and she was flipping out. I cut cantelope, pineapple, apples, and placed grapes on a fruit tray, and sprinkled it with blackberries. Then I made little mini pecan torte things. Then I made quiche. That was probably more intimate detail about my life then you wanted to know.

After that I came up here and played video games for a few hours, read books for a few hours, and now I've been working on my french essay for an hour. *chants* Four more hours to go, four more hours to go. Obviously, I'm not going to finish tonight. But I would like to get at least 600 words done, if not 800. At the rate I'm going, this paper is going to be more than 1000 words though.

Oh, and I like Charlie Burnett (a sophomore at Enloe, who e-mailed me). That is all.

Okay, so I thought I would post this story that I came across. Me and a really really good friend wrote it a couple of years ago, or a year ago, and it was one of those stories where you alternate every other word. So, that's why it seems a little (a lot) disjointed, and why some of the punctuating/capitalizing isn't correct.

Here it is, folks.

( The Not-So-Complete Adventure of Pamela Pickle )

Bwahaha. Good times.

I refuse to do the movie meme, as I don't watch movies. The book meme, on the other hand....
( BOOKS! )

I read a lot.

So, today was okay I guess. Watched "Life is Beautiful" slept during C&C and then realized I didn't do Writer's Commentaries for any of my poems. Oh well, c'est la vie.

In newspaper the papers weren't actually folded--but, the company that produced them this time is cheaper than the one in Garner, even though they happen to be in New Jersey, so that's cool. After folding, Krizmanich announced the staff for next year and may I say it is TEH PWN. Caitlin = news (her favorite), Stanton = opinion (which he's good at) me with features, yay! Hannah with A&E (so she can give me all the cool articles she doesn't want and write a band article EVERY ISSSUE!!!...j/k)
Then Elly, the Cross Country Queen with Sports. Putterman got left out, which is fine. I felt bad because she felt bad (I'm a softie, I know) but the staff will be the best it can this way, so yeah.

The movies in chem were the most boring things I've ever watched in my life. And scary. And about some girl who is in love with a robot.

On the job front, I've printed out applications for Barnes and Noble... I need to print out some more, but any suggestions as to where would be appreciated :D

Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.

Wow, that told me my Myers Brigg type in 20 questions as accurately as a 70 question test. I didn't think it would. But I've always been ESTJ every single one I took. I thank Hannah is ENTJ, so it will be interesting to see which she gets. Oh, yes, and I stole this from Simon :D

I'm so Percy ^_^;;

So, last night I got to sleep at 9:30, actually, after studying for a solid six hours pretty hardcore. I felt really very confident about current issues, and a lot of numbers, because of course it only takes me a few times of reading something to soak it into my brain.

( Tedious Description of Enviro-JOY!!! )

So, yeah, it'll be time for States on April 22. I'm sort of worried, but I'll study and try to pull my weight a little more. I'm kinda heavy ;D

Now it's time for Spring Break. Somehow I'm not terribly excited because I have to go to the mountains as well as the beach, and while I love the mountains I REALLY DON'T WANT TO GO THIS WEEK. AT ALL AT ALL AT ALL NONE.

*le sigh*

Me: Mother, I think I shall DIE NOW *dramatic swoon*
Mom: Oh, ok. We'll miss you.
Dad: What's that? Did Matthew say he was going to die?
Mom: Yes. He said he was going to die NOW
Dad: Not until he takes out the trash he won't!
Brother: Can I have his room!?
Mom: Well, I guess so...
Dad: NOT UNTIL HE TAKES OUT THE TRASH 0_0


Me: I feel loved :D