Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Sookie... Isn't She the Cook?




OMFGWTFAHHHH
Physics today was amazing. Aside from getting our tests back, I got proof that Mr. O is possibly the most amazing human being ever (I know you'd already figured this out, but it's new to me). The details will come to you later, but in short,
1. Belinda and I are the best at predicting things... ever.
2. Gilmore Girls and vector addition have much more in common than you'd ever think.

I thought you should know that I love you. Although I went through a not-so-good part of my day, I have amazing friends and you head the list, my juicy pineapple.

Oh, my. Cheesy and hackneyed adolescent sentiments. Just what I was trying to avoid on this blog.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Too Young


I had a weekend that was equally uncomfortable as amazing. I got burnt, tried to speak some rusty Spanish, got sick, watched a movie where the protagonist was a younger me, got thrust into things that were not at all at my age level, and ate three plates of Indian food.

My throat burns. I miss you. It's supposedly going to snow tonight, but you're a couple hundred miles away.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

A Riposte



Spirit Week: Yes! See, I'll demonstrate my unparalleled (sort of) enthusiasm and school spirit in my dress, while sneering with derision at school spirit when I... well, you know. Forgo a couple activities.

D.C.: You know I'll never forgive you for not taking me, right? Ever. This could be the greatest birthday present I would ever receive. Sigh. I think this would be a perfect youtube opportunity. I'd much rather hear your commentary on the inauguration than some silly Fox News reporter or whatever. Plus I could show the video to my great-grandchildren.


Something I've recently discovered:
- I make up way too many words. I mean, it's somewhat acceptable in Spanish where I invent words that exist in French. But in English? Dredges of Latin find their way up through my subconscious, and I blurt out words and hope they're right. Like laud. Is that a word? In latin, the infinitive is laudare (oh wait, dictionary.com just confirmed that it is, indeed, a word).