Apr 8, 2009
!!!
I scored 8th place in the National French Contest for year 2! (Everyone who took it and got 61 out of 70 correct scored 8th place). I am seriously flipping out. Last year I think I placed in the chapter, but this year I placed nationally! :D
I don't mean to brag... I'm just really excited. (This is going to look nice on college applications. Haha.) Mostly I just want another pin to attach to my purse next to the one from last year. I like pins. lol.
Also I got a giant photo of myself today. It was from the teacher that was taking pictures of my eye color. He had prints of a few other students. He's continuing the project by shooting MY BIOLOGY TEACHER! (Tomorrow, I think.) My bio teacher recently shaved his head bald for a school fund-raising thing, so I think that made his eyes stand out more (they're blue, like mine) so I think that's why my photo teacher is shooting him.
Semi-related: My bio teacher is the same age as my father. He's been teaching at my school for 28 years. My dad's been working at the place he works for like 29 or 30 years. Randommmm.
Okay I am done blogging for today. My best friend and I are hanging out tonight so yeah. Peace out, kiddos.
<3 me
by the way, what the hell do you DO with a giant picture of yourself?
I scored 8th place in the National French Contest for year 2! (Everyone who took it and got 61 out of 70 correct scored 8th place). I am seriously flipping out. Last year I think I placed in the chapter, but this year I placed nationally! :D
I don't mean to brag... I'm just really excited. (This is going to look nice on college applications. Haha.) Mostly I just want another pin to attach to my purse next to the one from last year. I like pins. lol.
Also I got a giant photo of myself today. It was from the teacher that was taking pictures of my eye color. He had prints of a few other students. He's continuing the project by shooting MY BIOLOGY TEACHER! (Tomorrow, I think.) My bio teacher recently shaved his head bald for a school fund-raising thing, so I think that made his eyes stand out more (they're blue, like mine) so I think that's why my photo teacher is shooting him.
Semi-related: My bio teacher is the same age as my father. He's been teaching at my school for 28 years. My dad's been working at the place he works for like 29 or 30 years. Randommmm.
Okay I am done blogging for today. My best friend and I are hanging out tonight so yeah. Peace out, kiddos.
<3 me
by the way, what the hell do you DO with a giant picture of yourself?
Apr 7, 2009
Cameras, Cameras, Cameras
I did a little digging today and found some more cameras.
They are:
Argus 75, which was made between 1949 and 1958. Uses 620 or shaved 120 film, I guess. Hoping to try it out! I really need to start making money...
Argus 100 35mm, which is just a point and click camera. I believe it's from the late 80s. I literally can't find ANYTHING about it on the internet. (I don't think it's anything special, though.) There's also a flash and a case with it... I don't know if it ever even got used. There are some coupons along with its box that say they expired in 1988. Sheesh.
Vivitar cv35. It's PURPLE as well as TRANSLUCENT! I think this was actually my first camera that was my very own, if I'm not mistaken. Plastic, point and shoot, built-in flash, no extra parts (i.e. lens caps etc.)- perfect for a 6-ish year old girl. I found a roll of film in it, which I rolled back into its canister before removal... mostly. The darn thing was making so much noise that I couldn't tell if it was done or not. It really struggled with the film take-up. I ended up opening the camera before I'd rolled up the film all the way. Hopefully some of the old pictures are saved, if at all possible. I wonder what's on there... I guess we shall see.
Anyway, sorry for the random camera babble. It's spring and getting pretty outside again, therefore I want to take pictures again. I went to the grocery store today with my dad, so I dropped off the 3 rolls of film I had (2 that I took yesterday with dad's SLR and the one from the vivitar that I found today). Overnight processing, so hopefully I'll be able to go back and pick them up tomorrow.
I analyzed a poem in English today. Evidently, I understood the meaning exactly as the poet had meant it. (I know this because after she asked us to suggest what it meant, and I offered the only explanation of anyone in the class, our teacher pulled out a book and read the words of the poet regarding the poem.)
Ezra Pound's
"In a Station of the Metro"
The apparition of these faces of the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
(That's it. That's the entire poem. 14 words long... 20 if you count the title.)
So that was cool. I think I became the star pupil for the day. Normally my teacher kind of... well, she doesn't generally like my ideas about things and so she mostly just ignores them with a "hm" and moves on to other things. It felt pretty good to be acknowledged, weirdly enough.
Nothing else really happened. I just talked and thought a lot about cameras.
I have the perfect birthday gift idea for the boyfriend!
(Too bad his birthday is not until September...)
I deem this post long enough. Goodnight, everyone.
-Norah!
They are:
Argus 75, which was made between 1949 and 1958. Uses 620 or shaved 120 film, I guess. Hoping to try it out! I really need to start making money...
Argus 100 35mm, which is just a point and click camera. I believe it's from the late 80s. I literally can't find ANYTHING about it on the internet. (I don't think it's anything special, though.) There's also a flash and a case with it... I don't know if it ever even got used. There are some coupons along with its box that say they expired in 1988. Sheesh.
Vivitar cv35. It's PURPLE as well as TRANSLUCENT! I think this was actually my first camera that was my very own, if I'm not mistaken. Plastic, point and shoot, built-in flash, no extra parts (i.e. lens caps etc.)- perfect for a 6-ish year old girl. I found a roll of film in it, which I rolled back into its canister before removal... mostly. The darn thing was making so much noise that I couldn't tell if it was done or not. It really struggled with the film take-up. I ended up opening the camera before I'd rolled up the film all the way. Hopefully some of the old pictures are saved, if at all possible. I wonder what's on there... I guess we shall see.
Anyway, sorry for the random camera babble. It's spring and getting pretty outside again, therefore I want to take pictures again. I went to the grocery store today with my dad, so I dropped off the 3 rolls of film I had (2 that I took yesterday with dad's SLR and the one from the vivitar that I found today). Overnight processing, so hopefully I'll be able to go back and pick them up tomorrow.
I analyzed a poem in English today. Evidently, I understood the meaning exactly as the poet had meant it. (I know this because after she asked us to suggest what it meant, and I offered the only explanation of anyone in the class, our teacher pulled out a book and read the words of the poet regarding the poem.)
Ezra Pound's
"In a Station of the Metro"
The apparition of these faces of the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
(That's it. That's the entire poem. 14 words long... 20 if you count the title.)
So that was cool. I think I became the star pupil for the day. Normally my teacher kind of... well, she doesn't generally like my ideas about things and so she mostly just ignores them with a "hm" and moves on to other things. It felt pretty good to be acknowledged, weirdly enough.
Nothing else really happened. I just talked and thought a lot about cameras.
I have the perfect birthday gift idea for the boyfriend!
(Too bad his birthday is not until September...)
I deem this post long enough. Goodnight, everyone.
-Norah!
Apr 6, 2009
I like to wear skinny jeans. You don't need to know why.
I'm recently addicted to Death Cab for Cutie's "Narrow Stairs" album. I never realized how great of a band they are. Maybe they really aren't that great but I just have mediocre taste. Oh well, it works for me. Listen to what you like most, right?
Also, you should probably check out French Kicks sometime. "Cloche" has to be my favorite song of theirs. Jangley guitars just make me want to get up and shake around a little.
Anyway, enough of my random music chatter. Maybe I should just make a post of all the bands I like and my favorite song by them at some point... IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER! Bahaha. I'll save that for a time that I don't know what to blog about, though. For now, on to other things.
The boyfriend came over tonight. Today was just one of those days that I could not be around him enough. I didn't want to let him go at all. It's not like we've gone long without seeing each other, or that I had a bad day or anything like that. I just really wanted to be with him today. I couldn't let him go when he had to leave... I just kept putting myself between him and his car so that he'd hug me again in order to move me. Sometimes I'm just weird like that. I'm glad that he actually likes my weirdness. Some people think I'm just a freak, I think.
We officially started independent reading projects in English today! I'm doing a book club with a few friends about The Princess Bride! :D Admittedly, I've already read about 250 of the 400-ish pages, but I've been holding off reading until this project just so that I could use it. The only requirements for the book is that it is at least 100 pages (easy) and by an American author, since that's kind of the theme of Junior English. Freshman year was classics (Beowulf, Romeo and Juliet, To Kill a Mockingbird, etc.), Sophomore year was Brit lit, this year is American lit, and next year there are options! Either AP, or Contemporary Lit or Shakespeare for a lit class, and then Creative writing or Writing Workshop as a writing class. I'm taking Shakespeare and Creative Writing. (Surprise, right?)
Anyway, if you didn't already know this, my FAVORITE movie of all time is The Princess Bride, and the book is (so far) BETTER. I can't put it into words. The movie really sticks true to the book, too, which is nice. I'm really excited about this project. We're also starting the poetry unit! Yay! :)
I want to go to bed right now so that I'm still feeling warm and fuzzy from the snuggle-fest tonight, so I will get going.
OH AND ONE MORE THING!
I busted out my dad's 35mm SLR camera today. It's a Ricoh! lol. I have no idea if that is any good but that is what it is. I haven't used it for like 2 years, but there were 2 unused rolls of film in my camera bag so I used them up getting readjusted to the camera and taking pictures of the kitchen and the boyfriend, mostly. I'm hoping to get back into film photography. Also I remembered that we have this:
As far as I know, this camera is (at its oldest) from 1917. (There's a list of patents on the inside of the back cover but I didn't want to try and take that off again today... my dad and the boyfriend had to work together to pry it off. The latest date on the list was from 1917.) It looks like it takes 116 film which no longer exists (thank you, google) but it's possible to use 120 film or adapt 620 film for it (thanks again, google). 120 film is cheaper, so I'm thinking about getting some and trying it out. The controls are pretty simple from what I can see, although there is no light meter, a luxury I've taken for granted ever since I started getting into photography.
Sorry if that last chunk was really boring. I just get excited about stuff like this sometimes. It's probably fleeting, unfortunately.
It's now an hour since I've started this post. I want to sleep now! Bye!
p.s. Can you find the picture within this picture?
(I'm gonna try and make this work better during the daytime when I have better light.)
Also, you should probably check out French Kicks sometime. "Cloche" has to be my favorite song of theirs. Jangley guitars just make me want to get up and shake around a little.
Anyway, enough of my random music chatter. Maybe I should just make a post of all the bands I like and my favorite song by them at some point... IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER! Bahaha. I'll save that for a time that I don't know what to blog about, though. For now, on to other things.
The boyfriend came over tonight. Today was just one of those days that I could not be around him enough. I didn't want to let him go at all. It's not like we've gone long without seeing each other, or that I had a bad day or anything like that. I just really wanted to be with him today. I couldn't let him go when he had to leave... I just kept putting myself between him and his car so that he'd hug me again in order to move me. Sometimes I'm just weird like that. I'm glad that he actually likes my weirdness. Some people think I'm just a freak, I think.
We officially started independent reading projects in English today! I'm doing a book club with a few friends about The Princess Bride! :D Admittedly, I've already read about 250 of the 400-ish pages, but I've been holding off reading until this project just so that I could use it. The only requirements for the book is that it is at least 100 pages (easy) and by an American author, since that's kind of the theme of Junior English. Freshman year was classics (Beowulf, Romeo and Juliet, To Kill a Mockingbird, etc.), Sophomore year was Brit lit, this year is American lit, and next year there are options! Either AP, or Contemporary Lit or Shakespeare for a lit class, and then Creative writing or Writing Workshop as a writing class. I'm taking Shakespeare and Creative Writing. (Surprise, right?)
Anyway, if you didn't already know this, my FAVORITE movie of all time is The Princess Bride, and the book is (so far) BETTER. I can't put it into words. The movie really sticks true to the book, too, which is nice. I'm really excited about this project. We're also starting the poetry unit! Yay! :)
I want to go to bed right now so that I'm still feeling warm and fuzzy from the snuggle-fest tonight, so I will get going.
OH AND ONE MORE THING!
I busted out my dad's 35mm SLR camera today. It's a Ricoh! lol. I have no idea if that is any good but that is what it is. I haven't used it for like 2 years, but there were 2 unused rolls of film in my camera bag so I used them up getting readjusted to the camera and taking pictures of the kitchen and the boyfriend, mostly. I'm hoping to get back into film photography. Also I remembered that we have this:
As far as I know, this camera is (at its oldest) from 1917. (There's a list of patents on the inside of the back cover but I didn't want to try and take that off again today... my dad and the boyfriend had to work together to pry it off. The latest date on the list was from 1917.) It looks like it takes 116 film which no longer exists (thank you, google) but it's possible to use 120 film or adapt 620 film for it (thanks again, google). 120 film is cheaper, so I'm thinking about getting some and trying it out. The controls are pretty simple from what I can see, although there is no light meter, a luxury I've taken for granted ever since I started getting into photography.
Sorry if that last chunk was really boring. I just get excited about stuff like this sometimes. It's probably fleeting, unfortunately.
It's now an hour since I've started this post. I want to sleep now! Bye!
p.s. Can you find the picture within this picture?
(I'm gonna try and make this work better during the daytime when I have better light.)
Apr 5, 2009
Because I can
I'm going to post 3 times in a day. Shoot... I should have been in bed an hour ago. What on earth am I still doing up?
Well here's the deal. I happened upon a certain blog, which had posted a meme in which a person was to tag 6 people and then post 6 things about his/herself that those 6 people don't already know. And this person who had posted this only had 5 people tagged and a request that if a random person (here's where I come in) happened upon her blog, that they make themself the unofficial 6th... tag-ee. So here we go. (I can't skip out on an internet meme when one catches my attention, no matter how hard I try.)
Here are my tags.
Allan
Lee
Jesse
Well, looks like I only have 3 people to tag. I need to start following more blogs. (Give me a break, I've had this for like a month.) I guess I will use the rule that the girl before me used: if you randomly happen upon my blog, feel free to take this little game and make yourself the 4th, 5th, or 6th person to be "tagged." Just leave me a comment or a link and we will be pals. :)
Aaaand my 6 things...
1) I used to cut. Bleh, I bet that's really typical for people to write in something like this, but there you have it.
2) My family is absolutely insane. Each of my parents were previously married to other spouses. My mom had a daughter with her ex husband, and my dad had two daughters with his ex wife. I was an accident and the reason for my parents' marriage. I blame myself every day for the fact that my parents are so unhappy a lot of the time. I've been dealing with it for the last year and a half.
3) I'm about a degree and a half colder than the average person (literally).
4) I shoved a kid who was on crutches, once. He deserved it. (You would have too, if you knew him.)
5) I was once sexually harassed on xanga by some guy in his 30s. I blocked him, reported him, and never told my parents. I've been a lot more careful since about who I talk to online.
6) When I don't know what to get someone as a gift for a holiday, I cook. I actually prefer to do that a lot of the time. It's fun (and I get to benefit from it, too). I really love to cook, actually, and I enjoy finding new and exciting ingredients. Once, I found this really great chili paste for something I made for my mom. I only use about a pinky-tip sized amount in anything I cook, it's so spicy, and I have a jar that probably holds 1 cup of it. I don't think it's ever going to run out.
There you go, 6 things you (probably) didn't know about me already.
Well here's the deal. I happened upon a certain blog, which had posted a meme in which a person was to tag 6 people and then post 6 things about his/herself that those 6 people don't already know. And this person who had posted this only had 5 people tagged and a request that if a random person (here's where I come in) happened upon her blog, that they make themself the unofficial 6th... tag-ee. So here we go. (I can't skip out on an internet meme when one catches my attention, no matter how hard I try.)
Here are my tags.
Allan
Lee
Jesse
Well, looks like I only have 3 people to tag. I need to start following more blogs. (Give me a break, I've had this for like a month.) I guess I will use the rule that the girl before me used: if you randomly happen upon my blog, feel free to take this little game and make yourself the 4th, 5th, or 6th person to be "tagged." Just leave me a comment or a link and we will be pals. :)
Aaaand my 6 things...
1) I used to cut. Bleh, I bet that's really typical for people to write in something like this, but there you have it.
2) My family is absolutely insane. Each of my parents were previously married to other spouses. My mom had a daughter with her ex husband, and my dad had two daughters with his ex wife. I was an accident and the reason for my parents' marriage. I blame myself every day for the fact that my parents are so unhappy a lot of the time. I've been dealing with it for the last year and a half.
3) I'm about a degree and a half colder than the average person (literally).
4) I shoved a kid who was on crutches, once. He deserved it. (You would have too, if you knew him.)
5) I was once sexually harassed on xanga by some guy in his 30s. I blocked him, reported him, and never told my parents. I've been a lot more careful since about who I talk to online.
6) When I don't know what to get someone as a gift for a holiday, I cook. I actually prefer to do that a lot of the time. It's fun (and I get to benefit from it, too). I really love to cook, actually, and I enjoy finding new and exciting ingredients. Once, I found this really great chili paste for something I made for my mom. I only use about a pinky-tip sized amount in anything I cook, it's so spicy, and I have a jar that probably holds 1 cup of it. I don't think it's ever going to run out.
There you go, 6 things you (probably) didn't know about me already.
I'd like to discuss my pita with you.
I got the blue Mountain Dew from the grocery store. Maybe I already wrote that here... too lazy to check right now. Either way, I'm really excited to have it. It's my favorite. I love love love it.
(And yes, it's got an actual flavor name but I just am used to calling it the blue kind. It's like Kool-Aid: You call it the red kind, not cherry flavored.)
My hair feels exceptionally soft at the moment. I know you wanted to know that.
Tonight, two of my good friends and one's boyfriend came over to my house. We ate and played Scene It (which I love about as much as blue Mountain Dew) and gossiped (bad habit, working on breaking it) and just generally chillaxed.
It's been snowing all evening/night. IN APRIL. What the heck? It's supposed to be spring now, isn't it? Please God, make the snow go away until DECEMBER. Pleaaaaase.
I think I'm going to go to bed to talk to the boyfriend on the phone and then get some sleep before school tomorrow. Hope you enjoyed the fact that I'm trying to cut down on the length of my posts. It's getting crazy.
p.s. Notice anything different about the image at the top and the image at the bottom?
Apr 4, 2009
Just wondering...
Is it weird that the first thing I do when I find a new blog to read is to look up posts made on my birthday just to see what was happening in the writer's life as I was adding another year to my age? So far, nothing significant. Still haven't found anything remotely close to being related to my birthday.
Guess what?
I share a birthday with Elvis and David Bowie.
AND ADAM T. SISKA!
Also with my best friend's brother, Dave.
And this girl named Becca who goes to my school and wears cute hats. She's a senior this year. She's nice.
I don't know why but I am thinking about my birthday now. It's not like its anywhere close to today. I dunno. What do you think about my birthday? (No, not yours. This is my blog! har har har.)
I think I'll be in France on my birthday next year. That would be pretty amazing. My dad's agreed to help me out in paying for the trip, and apparently I can actually access my saving's account to help pay for it, too. (I should probably save that for college, but considering it's only about $1000 anyway, it's not a big deal and I don't mind spending it to hack off 1/3 to 1/2 of the cost of the trip.) If I could get out of the country at least once before I'm 20, I'll be pretty happy. Not that I'm not happy now. I just really like the idea of getting out and (sort of) being on my own for a little while.
I probably sound like a spoiled brat right now. Maybe I am. Comes with the territory of being the youngest sibling, right?
Okay, here's something I don't think you know about me yet. I have three older sisters... well actually half sisters, but who's counting, really?
What's weird is that I'm really close to one of them (the one on my mom's side) and the other two are just like occasional pals (the two on my dad's side). I mean, I love them all. They're great people. It's just that I get along with the one better than... well, anyone in the world. She's the most important person to me. More than my best friend, more than my boyfriend. She's always been there for me, even when we used to fight all the time. She knows the shit I've been through with my family etc. Heck, she's been through more of it than I have and yet somehow she doesn't blame me for anything. I can't help but blame myself... but that's another story, right? Anywho, I just have to tell you how much I love my sister. She is basically the best person I've ever met in my life.
My best friend is like that too, actually. Maybe she and my sister really do sit on equal ground in my heart. I mean, this girl has been with me since I was 2 years old. She was there when my sister wasn't (having different parents often leads to one or both siblings having multiple homes. I only had one, but my sister had two). She can make me laugh no matter what. She is the strongest person I know. We act stupid around each other. We've gotten over every stupid fight we've had. We haven't had one of those stupid fights since we were... what, 7? (9 for her. She's 2 years older than me.) My best friend doesn't get mad when I accidentally hurt her in some obscure way. (We are kind of spazzy which leads to unintentional acts of violence sometimes.) We have about 2 billion times infinity inside jokes. I can tell her anything, and she's always got the right thing to say to me, or not say. We like to watch bad tv shows sometimes. No matter how often we go without seeing each other (which is sometimes a long time because she works a lot and we don't go to the same school... only did for one year, and never saw each other anyway.)
I guess I love them both a lot, and comparing them would be beyond stupid. So really, these are the two most important people in my world. I wish you could meet them. You'd love them, too. It's impossible not to. These two gals have really helped me to become who I am today. I wouldn't be who I am or love what I love if it wasn't for them.
I really want to go visit my sister in Georgia. Hopefully this summer I will be able to. I miss her so much.
Wow, this post got long. Sorry again. I'll try to shorten these. I just go off on tangents about one thing or another and BAM-long post.
Time to go to sleep now, I think.
-Me
p.s. I hope you have somebody like my sister or my bestie. Or multiple people. Everyone deserves to have a perfect friendship with at least one person. I'm lucky enough to have two. Well... really three, but boyfriends go in a completely different friend plane for me. Maybe I should tell you about him later. We shall see. For now, goodnight.
Guess what?
I share a birthday with Elvis and David Bowie.
AND ADAM T. SISKA!
Also with my best friend's brother, Dave.
And this girl named Becca who goes to my school and wears cute hats. She's a senior this year. She's nice.
I don't know why but I am thinking about my birthday now. It's not like its anywhere close to today. I dunno. What do you think about my birthday? (No, not yours. This is my blog! har har har.)
I think I'll be in France on my birthday next year. That would be pretty amazing. My dad's agreed to help me out in paying for the trip, and apparently I can actually access my saving's account to help pay for it, too. (I should probably save that for college, but considering it's only about $1000 anyway, it's not a big deal and I don't mind spending it to hack off 1/3 to 1/2 of the cost of the trip.) If I could get out of the country at least once before I'm 20, I'll be pretty happy. Not that I'm not happy now. I just really like the idea of getting out and (sort of) being on my own for a little while.
I probably sound like a spoiled brat right now. Maybe I am. Comes with the territory of being the youngest sibling, right?
Okay, here's something I don't think you know about me yet. I have three older sisters... well actually half sisters, but who's counting, really?
What's weird is that I'm really close to one of them (the one on my mom's side) and the other two are just like occasional pals (the two on my dad's side). I mean, I love them all. They're great people. It's just that I get along with the one better than... well, anyone in the world. She's the most important person to me. More than my best friend, more than my boyfriend. She's always been there for me, even when we used to fight all the time. She knows the shit I've been through with my family etc. Heck, she's been through more of it than I have and yet somehow she doesn't blame me for anything. I can't help but blame myself... but that's another story, right? Anywho, I just have to tell you how much I love my sister. She is basically the best person I've ever met in my life.
My best friend is like that too, actually. Maybe she and my sister really do sit on equal ground in my heart. I mean, this girl has been with me since I was 2 years old. She was there when my sister wasn't (having different parents often leads to one or both siblings having multiple homes. I only had one, but my sister had two). She can make me laugh no matter what. She is the strongest person I know. We act stupid around each other. We've gotten over every stupid fight we've had. We haven't had one of those stupid fights since we were... what, 7? (9 for her. She's 2 years older than me.) My best friend doesn't get mad when I accidentally hurt her in some obscure way. (We are kind of spazzy which leads to unintentional acts of violence sometimes.) We have about 2 billion times infinity inside jokes. I can tell her anything, and she's always got the right thing to say to me, or not say. We like to watch bad tv shows sometimes. No matter how often we go without seeing each other (which is sometimes a long time because she works a lot and we don't go to the same school... only did for one year, and never saw each other anyway.)
I guess I love them both a lot, and comparing them would be beyond stupid. So really, these are the two most important people in my world. I wish you could meet them. You'd love them, too. It's impossible not to. These two gals have really helped me to become who I am today. I wouldn't be who I am or love what I love if it wasn't for them.
I really want to go visit my sister in Georgia. Hopefully this summer I will be able to. I miss her so much.
Wow, this post got long. Sorry again. I'll try to shorten these. I just go off on tangents about one thing or another and BAM-long post.
Time to go to sleep now, I think.
-Me
p.s. I hope you have somebody like my sister or my bestie. Or multiple people. Everyone deserves to have a perfect friendship with at least one person. I'm lucky enough to have two. Well... really three, but boyfriends go in a completely different friend plane for me. Maybe I should tell you about him later. We shall see. For now, goodnight.
The rest of my life was determined today.
Okay okay, so maybe it's not that extreme... or maybe it is. I took the ACT today. If you don't know what that is... well, basically it's a freakin' long test. I counted (I think) 215 multiple choice questions (English, math, reading, science - not an equal amount of questions or time for all of them) and then a 30 minute timed essay question. I think my essay ended up being 3 pages (1 and a half, front and back), which was 4 or 5? I think 5 paragraphs. The reason for the ACT is to determine what colleges you can get into, pretty much. You can get a score up to 36 (so 9 points each section, if I'm doing my math right... unless that's with essay, but I don't think so). I'm shooting for a 28. Average is (again, I think) 21-23? The schools I want to get into have a range of like 26-30 ish, so 28 would be just right.
AAANYWAY, I don't have much to write about today. My brain is kind of drained atm.
OMG WAIT YEAH I HAVE SOMETHING!
I went to a show last night (duh, you know that if you read the last entry in this blog). It was AAAAMAZING. They had a 2 hour set at a bar & grill. 26 songs (with a break in the middle). Mostly originals with a few covers thrown in. Their originals are all great. Lots of fun dancey rock music, a couple of slow songs (ballads? Nah.). The boyfriend and I were dancing to one of the slow songs and the singer (he's in 8th grade) looks at us and goes "oh, how cute" and I could feel my face go red. Everyone thought we were cute though, I guess. Haha. The entire bar heard/saw it. (This is about 1/3 people from teh bf's school, who I kinda know, and the rest are complete strangers.) Oh wells.
Ok ok so my highlight of the night: They played a cover of The Decemberists' Oh Valencia! !!! DUUUUDE. You have no idea how much I love that song. Not only did they play it, they played it well. I mean, they really blew it out of the water. I was so psyched. They did a lot of good covers, actually. Twist and Shout, American Girl, and a song by the Strokes which I don't know the name of were all on the set list. I seriously can't believe how great they were. But then you listen to their originals, and you're like "holy shit, they can PLAY! AND WRITE!" and yeah. I almost didn't stop dancing during the second set (the part after the break) except when I felt like I was gonna fall over if I didn't. I wish I was a better dancer. Pretty much all I can do is shake around a little.
Oh and you know what else? THEY GOT AN ENCORE! They actually didn't have an encore prepared, so they played this Irish dirinking song, which was for "all of you who out there who have been drinking tonight." Apparently everyone from their school band knows it. I don't remmeber the name. Everyone in the bar was cracking up and having a good time.
I can't imagine a better show. It was great, and it was fun.
And now, for realsies, I'm done.
Catch ya later, kiddies.
<3
AAANYWAY, I don't have much to write about today. My brain is kind of drained atm.
OMG WAIT YEAH I HAVE SOMETHING!
I went to a show last night (duh, you know that if you read the last entry in this blog). It was AAAAMAZING. They had a 2 hour set at a bar & grill. 26 songs (with a break in the middle). Mostly originals with a few covers thrown in. Their originals are all great. Lots of fun dancey rock music, a couple of slow songs (ballads? Nah.). The boyfriend and I were dancing to one of the slow songs and the singer (he's in 8th grade) looks at us and goes "oh, how cute" and I could feel my face go red. Everyone thought we were cute though, I guess. Haha. The entire bar heard/saw it. (This is about 1/3 people from teh bf's school, who I kinda know, and the rest are complete strangers.) Oh wells.
Ok ok so my highlight of the night: They played a cover of The Decemberists' Oh Valencia! !!! DUUUUDE. You have no idea how much I love that song. Not only did they play it, they played it well. I mean, they really blew it out of the water. I was so psyched. They did a lot of good covers, actually. Twist and Shout, American Girl, and a song by the Strokes which I don't know the name of were all on the set list. I seriously can't believe how great they were. But then you listen to their originals, and you're like "holy shit, they can PLAY! AND WRITE!" and yeah. I almost didn't stop dancing during the second set (the part after the break) except when I felt like I was gonna fall over if I didn't. I wish I was a better dancer. Pretty much all I can do is shake around a little.
Oh and you know what else? THEY GOT AN ENCORE! They actually didn't have an encore prepared, so they played this Irish dirinking song, which was for "all of you who out there who have been drinking tonight." Apparently everyone from their school band knows it. I don't remmeber the name. Everyone in the bar was cracking up and having a good time.
I can't imagine a better show. It was great, and it was fun.
And now, for realsies, I'm done.
Catch ya later, kiddies.
<3
Apr 3, 2009
Talking about apologetics and such is REALLY difficult. Sometimes I dread Bible classes at school, but I'm really glad I'll be taking Apologetics and Doctrine (or w/e it's called) next year. I need it, seriously.
On another note, I'm going to a show tonight! Woo! My/my boyfriend's friends' band is playing a gig somewhere near here so we are going. I'm pretty excited. Normally, they're not my style of music at all, but they're still pretty awesome. They're kinda... ska/rock/indie? I don't even know if that's a correct assessment of what they are, but that's the best I can do. They just make me want to get up and dance like there's no tomorrow.
School starts up again on Monday. Phew, only one more quarter. I think I can do it. All the hard stuff is out of the way now that 3rd quarter is over.
I really want to take a shower but these fireplace guys are supposed to be coming over today and of course I don't know when AND of course I'm home alone so I have to be ready to let them in to do the stuff they need to do. Also, it seems as though there might be something wrong with my "i" key. It keeps making this weird squeaky noise every other time I hit it.
Anywho, I'm gonna be done now. Peace out, homies.
<3
also...
FEAR MY AWESOME PHOTOSHOPPING SKILLZZZZ! (Actually I'm not that bad at photoshop but I was too lazy so I just colored over my face!) This is the haircut that I got. The reason my part is flipped int he 2nd picture is because the 2nd one was taken in a mirror and the first one was not. So there you have it, my hair. I know, so so interesting, right? XD
On another note, I'm going to a show tonight! Woo! My/my boyfriend's friends' band is playing a gig somewhere near here so we are going. I'm pretty excited. Normally, they're not my style of music at all, but they're still pretty awesome. They're kinda... ska/rock/indie? I don't even know if that's a correct assessment of what they are, but that's the best I can do. They just make me want to get up and dance like there's no tomorrow.
School starts up again on Monday. Phew, only one more quarter. I think I can do it. All the hard stuff is out of the way now that 3rd quarter is over.
I really want to take a shower but these fireplace guys are supposed to be coming over today and of course I don't know when AND of course I'm home alone so I have to be ready to let them in to do the stuff they need to do. Also, it seems as though there might be something wrong with my "i" key. It keeps making this weird squeaky noise every other time I hit it.
Anywho, I'm gonna be done now. Peace out, homies.
<3
also...
FEAR MY AWESOME PHOTOSHOPPING SKILLZZZZ! (Actually I'm not that bad at photoshop but I was too lazy so I just colored over my face!) This is the haircut that I got. The reason my part is flipped int he 2nd picture is because the 2nd one was taken in a mirror and the first one was not. So there you have it, my hair. I know, so so interesting, right? XD
Apr 2, 2009
Whoops
I haven't posted much this week. Whoops. There are two very good reasons for it, though.
1) It's spring break, therefore nothing is happening. My life is teh lameness.
2) I just got 2 new expansions for Sims 2 so I've been playing obsessively.
I was just thinking about this: what if court cases were based on equality of crimes committed against one another? For example:
Person 1 steals person 2's cat.
Person 2 steals person 1's dog.
Dogs are a little bit bigger than cats, so person 2 owes person 1 a little extra something (i.e. money or community service or something), while person 1 owes nothing to person 2.
OR
Person 1 kills the spouse of person 2.
Person 2 kills the spouse of person 1.
The crimes were equal, so they nullify each other and neither defendant has any charges placed on them.
I know, this seems really weird and it would never actually happen, but just think about if it did. How many more acts of vengeance would be committed?
In other news, I cut all my hair off. Well not ALL of it, but I cut it from shoulder length to... very much shorter. The back goes to the upper middle of my neck, the front I have normal bangs and they angle down to the back. I'm wondering if posting a picture would ruin this whole anonymity thing. Perhaps photoshopping could work its wonders...
What do you think? Do you honestly give a rat's rear what I've done with my hair?
Hum. I guess that's enough for now. Off to play Sims some more! Har har har.
-N
1) It's spring break, therefore nothing is happening. My life is teh lameness.
2) I just got 2 new expansions for Sims 2 so I've been playing obsessively.
I was just thinking about this: what if court cases were based on equality of crimes committed against one another? For example:
Person 1 steals person 2's cat.
Person 2 steals person 1's dog.
Dogs are a little bit bigger than cats, so person 2 owes person 1 a little extra something (i.e. money or community service or something), while person 1 owes nothing to person 2.
OR
Person 1 kills the spouse of person 2.
Person 2 kills the spouse of person 1.
The crimes were equal, so they nullify each other and neither defendant has any charges placed on them.
I know, this seems really weird and it would never actually happen, but just think about if it did. How many more acts of vengeance would be committed?
In other news, I cut all my hair off. Well not ALL of it, but I cut it from shoulder length to... very much shorter. The back goes to the upper middle of my neck, the front I have normal bangs and they angle down to the back. I'm wondering if posting a picture would ruin this whole anonymity thing. Perhaps photoshopping could work its wonders...
What do you think? Do you honestly give a rat's rear what I've done with my hair?
Hum. I guess that's enough for now. Off to play Sims some more! Har har har.
-N
Mar 30, 2009
Kill me now...
College search = death.
Potential colleges (in state, that is):
Northeastern Illinois University
Southern Illinois - Carbondale
University of Illinois at Chicago (also Urbana, but Chicago moreso)
University of Chicago
There are more I think but right now my brain is college-filled mush.
Potential colleges (in state, that is):
Northeastern Illinois University
Southern Illinois - Carbondale
University of Illinois at Chicago (also Urbana, but Chicago moreso)
University of Chicago
There are more I think but right now my brain is college-filled mush.
I think I'm going to cry.
I just found a show in Chicago that I would love to go to. The Academy Is... is playing with Empires, two bands that I really like. (Tomrad who is in Empires used to be in TAI, so I'm kind of confused as to what is going on there. Apparently he got kicked out and it was bad.)
On the same tour, This Providence will be playing some shows with them. Not the Chicago show. That was what initially made me sad. Still, TAI and Empires together in one show would be da bomb. I looked it up and even though it's at a bar, it's an all ages show. How much better can it get, right?
Well I attempted to find tickets, but it kept giving me an error message. I didn't understand what it was, so I looked up the show on google. It took me to Empires's myspace page, which said this:
All Illinois and Ohio shows are sold out.
:[
SOLD OUT!
Guess I need to find another show to go to. (My mom promised me tickets to a show of my choice for my birthday, which was in January. I couldn't find any scheduled back then, so I'm looking now.)
Perhaps Hot Hot Heat's got something.
EDIT: No luck on the Hot Hot Heat shows, and here's another bit of sad news.
I found a show that is comprised of Taking Back Sunday (meh, they're okay), Anberlin (who I love) and Envy on the Coast (who I also love). Sounds perfect, right? Too bad it's in VIRGINIA! :[ dammit.
On the same tour, This Providence will be playing some shows with them. Not the Chicago show. That was what initially made me sad. Still, TAI and Empires together in one show would be da bomb. I looked it up and even though it's at a bar, it's an all ages show. How much better can it get, right?
Well I attempted to find tickets, but it kept giving me an error message. I didn't understand what it was, so I looked up the show on google. It took me to Empires's myspace page, which said this:
All Illinois and Ohio shows are sold out.
:[
SOLD OUT!
Guess I need to find another show to go to. (My mom promised me tickets to a show of my choice for my birthday, which was in January. I couldn't find any scheduled back then, so I'm looking now.)
Perhaps Hot Hot Heat's got something.
EDIT: No luck on the Hot Hot Heat shows, and here's another bit of sad news.
I found a show that is comprised of Taking Back Sunday (meh, they're okay), Anberlin (who I love) and Envy on the Coast (who I also love). Sounds perfect, right? Too bad it's in VIRGINIA! :[ dammit.
Mar 29, 2009
I know I said I'd write about The Godfather, but I don't want to right now. Maybe tomorrow or sometime this week.
I spent my day playing Sims. Holy shit, what a loser, right? Haha. What's worse is that I made an entire household of Questionable Content characters. I know they're not perfect and they're kinda hard to see, but you get the general idea. I might take better pictures (or actual screenshots instead of the default pictures) at some point in life and post them later, if I get that bored. Also, it should be noted that I ended up moving Sven and Raven out of their families so that I could move the guys and girls into one household.
Left to right: Wil, Marten, Steve, Sven, Angus
Left to right: Raven, Penelope, Dora, Faye, Hannelore
I spent my day playing Sims. Holy shit, what a loser, right? Haha. What's worse is that I made an entire household of Questionable Content characters. I know they're not perfect and they're kinda hard to see, but you get the general idea. I might take better pictures (or actual screenshots instead of the default pictures) at some point in life and post them later, if I get that bored. Also, it should be noted that I ended up moving Sven and Raven out of their families so that I could move the guys and girls into one household.
Left to right: Wil, Marten, Steve, Sven, Angus
Left to right: Raven, Penelope, Dora, Faye, Hannelore
If this is some kind of copyright infringement, I'm really really sorry and I'll take these down asap. lol. I don't really think I'm gonna get in trouble for this, though.
I don't have a good word verification word today. I think I may take that bit from my blog and make it into a once a week or every other day thing, because sometimes I just don't see good ones. Sorry if that's the only part you like.
I'm bored now.
A swift kick in the head, ninja style,
Norah.
p.s. I don't know what to write in my essay about why I want to go to France with my school. I mean, I know I'm pretty much guaranteed in, since I will be a senior next year AND I'll be in advanced French, but still. I don't want to accidently screw it up. This trip has been a big deal to me ever since my freshman year.
p.p.s. Want to know something strange? When I was watching The Godfather yesterday, there were some parts spoken in Italian. Some of them were subtitled, others were not. I managed to understand about 50% of what they were saying in the non-subtitled parts because of the French that I know. Evidently, two people can communicate somewhat decently if one speaks Italian and the other French.
I don't have a good word verification word today. I think I may take that bit from my blog and make it into a once a week or every other day thing, because sometimes I just don't see good ones. Sorry if that's the only part you like.
I'm bored now.
A swift kick in the head, ninja style,
Norah.
p.s. I don't know what to write in my essay about why I want to go to France with my school. I mean, I know I'm pretty much guaranteed in, since I will be a senior next year AND I'll be in advanced French, but still. I don't want to accidently screw it up. This trip has been a big deal to me ever since my freshman year.
p.p.s. Want to know something strange? When I was watching The Godfather yesterday, there were some parts spoken in Italian. Some of them were subtitled, others were not. I managed to understand about 50% of what they were saying in the non-subtitled parts because of the French that I know. Evidently, two people can communicate somewhat decently if one speaks Italian and the other French.
Mar 28, 2009
Anniversary: part two!
At 1pm today, I went to teh boyfriend's house and brought with "comfy stuff" per his instructions. (Comfy stuff I took to mean pajamas, a pillow, a blanket, and the stuffed kitty he gave me for our six months.) When I got there, he had set up a table with candles on it, his iPod playing Frank Sinatra music, and a couple plates of salad. There were also two wine glasses and some sparkling grape juice (yummy!) for us. There was also a vase with four carnations in it. They were three orange and one white. (Orange is my favorite color!) He is a sweetheart, I tell ya.
So we ate salad (with Italian dressing) and then he brought us some ravioli and stuffed shells and we each had one giant meatball (lol, they were hugenormous) and that was yummy even though I could only eat like half of my plate. I have a small stomach, evidently.
And then after that, he made me close my eyes, only to open them in order to see...
THE GODFATHER!
You see, we'd been planning on having a Godfather marathon for some time now, but never got around to it. Now the Italian food makes sense, eh? Haha. Anywho, we made it through the first one and I decided that one was enough for a day. Not that I didn't like it... the Godfather is a sweetaction movie, but it's so long and the plot and characters are so intense that my brain couldn't handle another one in a day. Let alone two more. So we're postponing watching the other ones until another time. After that, we had desert- French silk pie! (Apparently, teh boyfriend had accidentally taken the gun and left the canoli... whoops.) It was om nommy.
After that yummyness, we decided that no anniversary of ours would be complete without VIDEO GAMES! We played a good chunk through Halo (the first one!) on Co-Op until it was almost time for him to take me home. We snuggled a little (shutup, haha) and then he took me home. Overall, it was a perfect day.
I guess tomorrow I might post about The Godfather or something along those lines. Have I mentioned that this week is my spring break? Hoorah!
And I know you've been looking forward to this:
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
Today's word: eugis
John: How do I get to the gas station?
Billy Bob: Eugis take a left at the big tire and you're there.
Wishes for your own happy anniversaries,
Norah
p.s. One time, I was at a McDonalds in southern Illinois and I overheard that same conversation that I gave you in the word verification word of the day thing. Hello, rednecks. (Yep, I'm allowed to make redneck jokes. My dad's whole family is made up of them.) Ever been in a funny situation like that?
So we ate salad (with Italian dressing) and then he brought us some ravioli and stuffed shells and we each had one giant meatball (lol, they were hugenormous) and that was yummy even though I could only eat like half of my plate. I have a small stomach, evidently.
And then after that, he made me close my eyes, only to open them in order to see...
THE GODFATHER!
You see, we'd been planning on having a Godfather marathon for some time now, but never got around to it. Now the Italian food makes sense, eh? Haha. Anywho, we made it through the first one and I decided that one was enough for a day. Not that I didn't like it... the Godfather is a sweetaction movie, but it's so long and the plot and characters are so intense that my brain couldn't handle another one in a day. Let alone two more. So we're postponing watching the other ones until another time. After that, we had desert- French silk pie! (Apparently, teh boyfriend had accidentally taken the gun and left the canoli... whoops.) It was om nommy.
After that yummyness, we decided that no anniversary of ours would be complete without VIDEO GAMES! We played a good chunk through Halo (the first one!) on Co-Op until it was almost time for him to take me home. We snuggled a little (shutup, haha) and then he took me home. Overall, it was a perfect day.
I guess tomorrow I might post about The Godfather or something along those lines. Have I mentioned that this week is my spring break? Hoorah!
And I know you've been looking forward to this:
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
Today's word: eugis
John: How do I get to the gas station?
Billy Bob: Eugis take a left at the big tire and you're there.
Wishes for your own happy anniversaries,
Norah
p.s. One time, I was at a McDonalds in southern Illinois and I overheard that same conversation that I gave you in the word verification word of the day thing. Hello, rednecks. (Yep, I'm allowed to make redneck jokes. My dad's whole family is made up of them.) Ever been in a funny situation like that?
Mar 27, 2009
Anniversary? What?
Yesterday was my boyfriend's and my anniversary. A whole year of us being us. It seems kind of crazy, actually. Most high school relationships last, what, a month? A few months? A year just seems like such a long time. (Not that I'm complaining! It's been a wonderful year!)
In celebration, we went bowling with two of his friends where we had one of our first dates. To most people, this seems really stupid and not at all romantic, but for me it was perfect. That's just how we are. We do things that are fun in order to celebrate happy times. Apparently teh boyfriend has something planned for tomorrow as well, but he won't tell me what. He knows it drives me CRAZY when he tells me about a surprise but then won't tell me what it is. I'd rather just not know there is a surprise so that I don't have to wait and wonder about it. Oh well, only a day more of thinking about it.
I don't want to bore you with the mushy details of our relationship, but I will say a few things. I know it sounds stupid, but I am 99% convinced that he is the person I want to be with forever/the remainder of my life. I understand that we're young and kind of crazy, but things like us just don't happen every day. I don't want to miss out on something amazing just because it happened to me a little earlier than most people. I am, without a doubt, completely in love with him. And with that, I am done being a sap.
Last night, as I was getting ready to leave his house (we had gone back after bowling to chill and so I could get my backpack, etc.), teh boyfriend's mom came and was saying bye. We were making the usual chit chat (I love her, by the way. She is AWESOME.) and then we started talking about college. She's from Michigan, and she had taken teh boyfriend to Kalamazoo college this week for a visit. She said something about how nice it was there, and then she said this:
"If you guys go there together, you'd be right near most of my family."
I'd just like to highlight two things here.
1) Together? Maybe she realizes how serious he and I really are. And she likes it? I know she likes me, so I guess this makes sense.
2) Near her family? Meaning... near our family? (Teh boyfriend and I have talked on multiple occasions about getting married... I wonder if she's heard us or just figured it out.)
So... that just kinda threw me for one. Teh boyfriend's mommy is no dummy. She knows what's up. (lol) She's just so adorable. :)
I guess this has been a really boring, rambley post for anyone reading this, ya? Sorry about that. I need to work on shortening my posts. Then again, it is my blog, right? So essentially I could write 5 pages every time and it wouldn't really matter. Anywho, enough is enough. I'm officially on spring break! Yay! :D
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
rewer
Hans: Geez, our that river is so polluted. It's disgusting.
Franz: Yeah, it's a real rewer.
Off to plan a girls night,
Norah.
p.s. What is everyone doing for spring break?/What did you do for spring break? I'm staying home, but hopefully I get to hang out with my girlfriends some. They're fun, yaknow. We watch movies.
p.p.s. Speaking of movies, you should check this one out.
In celebration, we went bowling with two of his friends where we had one of our first dates. To most people, this seems really stupid and not at all romantic, but for me it was perfect. That's just how we are. We do things that are fun in order to celebrate happy times. Apparently teh boyfriend has something planned for tomorrow as well, but he won't tell me what. He knows it drives me CRAZY when he tells me about a surprise but then won't tell me what it is. I'd rather just not know there is a surprise so that I don't have to wait and wonder about it. Oh well, only a day more of thinking about it.
I don't want to bore you with the mushy details of our relationship, but I will say a few things. I know it sounds stupid, but I am 99% convinced that he is the person I want to be with forever/the remainder of my life. I understand that we're young and kind of crazy, but things like us just don't happen every day. I don't want to miss out on something amazing just because it happened to me a little earlier than most people. I am, without a doubt, completely in love with him. And with that, I am done being a sap.
Last night, as I was getting ready to leave his house (we had gone back after bowling to chill and so I could get my backpack, etc.), teh boyfriend's mom came and was saying bye. We were making the usual chit chat (I love her, by the way. She is AWESOME.) and then we started talking about college. She's from Michigan, and she had taken teh boyfriend to Kalamazoo college this week for a visit. She said something about how nice it was there, and then she said this:
"If you guys go there together, you'd be right near most of my family."
I'd just like to highlight two things here.
1) Together? Maybe she realizes how serious he and I really are. And she likes it? I know she likes me, so I guess this makes sense.
2) Near her family? Meaning... near our family? (Teh boyfriend and I have talked on multiple occasions about getting married... I wonder if she's heard us or just figured it out.)
So... that just kinda threw me for one. Teh boyfriend's mommy is no dummy. She knows what's up. (lol) She's just so adorable. :)
I guess this has been a really boring, rambley post for anyone reading this, ya? Sorry about that. I need to work on shortening my posts. Then again, it is my blog, right? So essentially I could write 5 pages every time and it wouldn't really matter. Anywho, enough is enough. I'm officially on spring break! Yay! :D
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
rewer
Hans: Geez, our that river is so polluted. It's disgusting.
Franz: Yeah, it's a real rewer.
Off to plan a girls night,
Norah.
p.s. What is everyone doing for spring break?/What did you do for spring break? I'm staying home, but hopefully I get to hang out with my girlfriends some. They're fun, yaknow. We watch movies.
p.p.s. Speaking of movies, you should check this one out.
Mar 25, 2009
It loved to happen.
I took this picture on my 14th birthday (which was January 8th, 2006, in case you wanted to know. I was a wittle freshman! haha). At the time, I had no idea what the phrase meant. I just knew that I liked it. I liked that someone had taken the time to etch these words into the sidewalk that I was now walking on, there for everyone to see. I liked that it wasn't placed anywhere big or significant, just something you'd notice if you glanced down at a particular moment. I liked that I saw it when I was with two of my best friends in the world.
I looked up the phrase today. It's attributed to someone named Marcus Aurelius. I looked him up on Wikipedia, and I guess he was one of the "Five Good Emperors" of Rome. I'm not sure where/when he said (or wrote) the phrase.
No one seems to have a definitive answer as to what "it loved to happen" means, however it seems like it means "it was inevitable." But... there's something deeper behind it. Whatever it is that happened... it REALLY happened. It happened with so much effort, and it loved happening. This thing was not preventable. I guess we could say this about a lot of things in life, good and bad. It could be applied to something sad or unpleasant, like wars that had no other way out. But I like to use it in the positive way. It just works better in my mind.
For example, my best friend in the world is awesome. She is funny, smart, creative, and just overall a great person to be around. And I just so happen to live across the street from her. I met her when I was two years old, right after I moved in. Our meeting didn't just happen, it loved to happen. I believe 100% that there is no possible way I wouldn't have met her, because I know there is a reason she's in my life. No one could have been a better best friend for me.
So I wonder if anyone else has their own take on this, or if they've got their own situations that loved to happen. I'd love to know.
One last thing...
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
Dectefea
Jenny: Oh I love your dress, but what kind of material is it made of?
Laura: It's dectefea, a hybrid between lace and silk. It's all the rage in the fashion world, these days.
(Yeah, that one was kinda lame.)
Hoping that something in your life has loved to happen,
Norah.
p.s. Do you have keychains on your keys? And if so, which is your favorite? Mine is between my story of Chuck Taylor and my little wooden guy wearing a hat.
Mar 24, 2009
Ok ok again with the multiple posts in a day but I promise this will be short.
I had to write a huge paper for English this year (not huge size-wise so much as grade wise... it was only 1800 word minimum, so about 5-7 pages, but if you don't get at least a C then you get summer school and get put into a special English class next year, etc.) Well, the papers were turned in on the 3rd. We got them back with COMMENTS on Friday, but not our actual grades because our teacher wanted us to do a "self assessment" about how we thought we did before we were given our actual scores. I gave myself "some kind of B" because I thought my paper fell into the B category.
In reality, I got a 96% !!! :D I am flipping out right now. It's 11pm and I just went yelling across the house to tell my mom. I'm not trying to brag... I'm just so insanely HAPPY right now. I honestly thought it was just a mediocre paper. I feel like I'm gonna pass out or something, this is NUTS.
Sorry, you probably don't care about this but I don't know where else to say it. I just want to express my excitement.
(This post turned out a bit longer than expected... sorry about that.)
With happy happy thoughts,
Norah
p.s. Maybe my teacher is not such a Litzar after all.
I had to write a huge paper for English this year (not huge size-wise so much as grade wise... it was only 1800 word minimum, so about 5-7 pages, but if you don't get at least a C then you get summer school and get put into a special English class next year, etc.) Well, the papers were turned in on the 3rd. We got them back with COMMENTS on Friday, but not our actual grades because our teacher wanted us to do a "self assessment" about how we thought we did before we were given our actual scores. I gave myself "some kind of B" because I thought my paper fell into the B category.
In reality, I got a 96% !!! :D I am flipping out right now. It's 11pm and I just went yelling across the house to tell my mom. I'm not trying to brag... I'm just so insanely HAPPY right now. I honestly thought it was just a mediocre paper. I feel like I'm gonna pass out or something, this is NUTS.
Sorry, you probably don't care about this but I don't know where else to say it. I just want to express my excitement.
(This post turned out a bit longer than expected... sorry about that.)
With happy happy thoughts,
Norah
p.s. Maybe my teacher is not such a Litzar after all.
Edit: Here's the rest of this entry.
Hello, world! Today, I went to school. Exciting, I know.
Skip to the bottom from here if you don't want to know about me getting shot. I'll put the whole story in black, so just skip the black part if you want the quick and dirty version of this post.
Anyway, after school, my long-awaited "being shot" actually happened. You see, it all started about two weeks ago. I was walking down a stairca
se to get to my biology class on time, when the photo teacher at my school (I took photo last year and he is really cool so we are palsies) said, "Hey, Norah, I want to shoot you sometime!" and I said "Oh...okay." And continued on to biology. During the two weeks that followed, he and I talked a little bit about when I was going to be shot. We finally nailed down a date and time - right after school, today. I went to his lab after school with a couple of my friends (I was a little nervous since I had no flippin' clue what was going on) and he had us come into the basement of the Fine Arts Center with him.
NOTE: To all you folks out there who don't know what my school is like (which I would assume to be the majority or all of you), this request was NOT creepy in any way. You see, the upstairs of the FAC at my school is an auditorium, while the downstairs is art classrooms. It's not just some funky basement.
So we went down and my teacher had me stand in front of a red backdrop while he fixed the lighting. The camera was a couple of feet away from my face (at most) and he told me he was trying to get my eye color perfectly. EYE COLOR! So that's what it was. You see, when people first meet me, a lot of the time they'll say something about how cool my eyes are. I'm not trying to brag, that's just how it is. I guess the color is pretty unique (it's a mixture of blue, green, and gray with little flecks of gold, depending on what l
ight you see it in) and the shape sorta makes them pop a little more (I've actually convinced people that I am one sixth Japanese because of the shape of my eyes... no joke. I am not at all Asian that I know of.) So he took a bunch of shots of my eyes (well really my face but the depth of field was so short that only the front of my face was actually in focus) with the red, and then with white, blue, and orange backdrops. It took all of about 40 minutes and then we were done. He showed me a couple of the shots and I think they're gonna turn out really sweet.
After we were done, he asked if we could possibly shoot once a week for a little bit. There was another guy there who my teacher shot too, but I think it was for his shirt because it was turquoise and his eyes are pretty blue. So I didn't feel quite so awkward.
So now I am about to get ready and head over to teh boyfriend's house. That should be fun. :) That's all for now, kids. Oh and...
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
Litzar
Billy: Man, our English teacher is so strict.
Johnny: Yeah, she's a real Litzar.
Lemme know what YOU think Litzar means!
Always blinking when the shutter closes,
Norah.
p.s. What would you if you were in a school-wide chapel (or assembly, if you prefer) that was extremely boring, and you had only had a purse (or backpack) filled with pens, a phone, some scraps of paper with not much room to write on, and a camera? I chose to draw this:
p.p.s. Sorry that these are sorta crappy pictures. I had to photoshop them for lighting etc. but otherwise that's exactly what it looks like. You can even see remnants of the reminders from days past. (Ink does not wash out of my skin very well, especially from this one particular pen that I was using.)
Hello, world! Today, I went to school. Exciting, I know.
Skip to the bottom from here if you don't want to know about me getting shot. I'll put the whole story in black, so just skip the black part if you want the quick and dirty version of this post.
Anyway, after school, my long-awaited "being shot" actually happened. You see, it all started about two weeks ago. I was walking down a stairca
se to get to my biology class on time, when the photo teacher at my school (I took photo last year and he is really cool so we are palsies) said, "Hey, Norah, I want to shoot you sometime!" and I said "Oh...okay." And continued on to biology. During the two weeks that followed, he and I talked a little bit about when I was going to be shot. We finally nailed down a date and time - right after school, today. I went to his lab after school with a couple of my friends (I was a little nervous since I had no flippin' clue what was going on) and he had us come into the basement of the Fine Arts Center with him.
NOTE: To all you folks out there who don't know what my school is like (which I would assume to be the majority or all of you), this request was NOT creepy in any way. You see, the upstairs of the FAC at my school is an auditorium, while the downstairs is art classrooms. It's not just some funky basement.
So we went down and my teacher had me stand in front of a red backdrop while he fixed the lighting. The camera was a couple of feet away from my face (at most) and he told me he was trying to get my eye color perfectly. EYE COLOR! So that's what it was. You see, when people first meet me, a lot of the time they'll say something about how cool my eyes are. I'm not trying to brag, that's just how it is. I guess the color is pretty unique (it's a mixture of blue, green, and gray with little flecks of gold, depending on what l
ight you see it in) and the shape sorta makes them pop a little more (I've actually convinced people that I am one sixth Japanese because of the shape of my eyes... no joke. I am not at all Asian that I know of.) So he took a bunch of shots of my eyes (well really my face but the depth of field was so short that only the front of my face was actually in focus) with the red, and then with white, blue, and orange backdrops. It took all of about 40 minutes and then we were done. He showed me a couple of the shots and I think they're gonna turn out really sweet.
After we were done, he asked if we could possibly shoot once a week for a little bit. There was another guy there who my teacher shot too, but I think it was for his shirt because it was turquoise and his eyes are pretty blue. So I didn't feel quite so awkward.
So now I am about to get ready and head over to teh boyfriend's house. That should be fun. :) That's all for now, kids. Oh and...
WORD VERIFICATION WORD OF THE DAY!
Litzar
Billy: Man, our English teacher is so strict.
Johnny: Yeah, she's a real Litzar.
Lemme know what YOU think Litzar means!
Always blinking when the shutter closes,
Norah.
p.s. What would you if you were in a school-wide chapel (or assembly, if you prefer) that was extremely boring, and you had only had a purse (or backpack) filled with pens, a phone, some scraps of paper with not much room to write on, and a camera? I chose to draw this:
p.p.s. Sorry that these are sorta crappy pictures. I had to photoshop them for lighting etc. but otherwise that's exactly what it looks like. You can even see remnants of the reminders from days past. (Ink does not wash out of my skin very well, especially from this one particular pen that I was using.)
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