HOMYGOOD. I has animation for you guys! It's my little christmas gift. It's a 'holiday' tree. :3

It's a link cause it will kinda freeze your browser, so if you have really really slow internet open it up in its own window.

Check it out.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS.

It's five oh eight in the morning.
I still haven't fallen asleep.

Life sucks sometimes.

Hey everyone.

Happy Fourth!

Have fun and don't get caught by the cops the are littered everywhere in town. I'll be out at the River House so you probably won't get me unless I get a message from you on the cell (it works sometimes.)

Anyways, have fun and don't get burned by your fireworks!

:mutters:

Apparently the lack of my car moving means that wasps have decided to take up residence in my frame work. And I didn't notice until I almost stuck my hand in their little nest. My will to live without pain seems to have taken a long, long break.

</rant>

or not.

Dear Class Officers,

What the heck? Why no t-shirts until next year. There was more than ample time to get the shirts ordered and made before the end of exams.

Also, $7? What happened to the $15 we paid earlier this year? MANAGEMENT, I DO NOT APPROVE.
please get your act together. kthx, bye now.

(fellow classmates, feel free to rant about this in comments, and anyone else can rant about something. I'm bored and feel like talking.)

Note to self and general public:

Do not drink three cups of tea before you have to sit for an hour with your tutor and do math. Your bladder tends to decide in the middle of your session that you really gotta go. Take my word.

On another side comment, weird things seem to happen in the middle of my tutoring sessions, this time it was Alli (sister's friend) busting in with three guys in tow, asking where Susan was, and then proceeding to go through the house/tutor session to find Susan, which resulted in loud 'What the fuck!' being said over and over again. Then there was dead silence. It was interesting. The entire time Senor Tutor-man sat there with a puzzled look on his face.

Also, sudden splurge of updates? Totally because the play is over. It was amazing, we sold out every night and turned away an atrociously large number of people (for those of you who know school, think lines out to the white costume house), and I encroached upon way too many peoples' personal space. Divas will now proceed to, more than likely, suck up my free time this week. Blast it all.

Now, things about this weekend. . . I have a lot more bruises/cuts now? Yesterday was neighborhood yard sale day, and lo, since we are moving, the parentals decided that we would get all the furniture we knew for sure that we weren't taking with us, and to clear out most of the garage and sell those little things. Unfortunately, said furniture was on the third, second, and basement floors. And were the heaviest bits of furniture. This results in the Perfect Boys (aka Cardens) getting conscripted by their mother to come and help us move it all. Which was really very entertaining to watch as they got giant entertainment system housing down the stairs and through doors much smaller then said housing. The huge amounts of books that we had was an ode to how much of a reading family we are. The sales of said books (out of about 300-400 maybe 10ish) reflected poorly on the people of today though. It was basically two grandparents who bought some of the kids books for their grandchildren. A family with three girls (oh the irony) bought the old bedroom set that I had been using, yay them! Hope they enjoy that beast. I'll give and say that really was a nice/cute bed set. Within five minutes of starting the sale, a lady bought the cherry entertainment housing from us. Now, where in all of this did the bruises/cuts come from? Well, it was between Dad and me to get the furniture our for the sale. I don't have 'girly muscles' but I'm not that strong. Thus, bruises. Le sadness.

Erm. That's all that I can really think of to talk about. Maybe I should do more interesting things.

Edit: Oh yeah, SPANISH ORALS TOMORROW, ACK GONNA DIE! (kthx, ignore the person freaking out over here.)

I'm currently watching a movie in Art. Emily and I both agree, it's so bad, that you're enthralled. We're debating, also, if these people that are getting interviewed and talking about certian art things think they are the shiz because they are in a movie. There's one guy that has about 584598347598 pictures that all look the same, as in bunches of squares.

Best two quotes so far:

"I think colors are from God."
and
"Color is what makes babies."

Now it's dorky physics things. And it's talking about Newton and Color wheels. Emily and I predict that none of these people have a life. And that Newton never got laid after his color wheel.

And this makes no sense, because they did the red and blue folders, and then look through a red lense. . . They're trying to say that the red looks the same. It just looks the same as the white table behind it does.

Also, Twin and I can tell who most of the artists are thanks to Mr. Warren. Go us!

I'll tell you about more later if there is anything else. . .

Woo. drama.

Hey tiller, I beat ya!




also that game cracked me up.

Why you ask?

A metal sign warns of remus lupin.

Tisagoodthing quivers for a moment, and adopts the form of Thebigrt.

You are walking through a white-walled firing range. You hear the sound of sarcasm echoing through ventilation shafts.

You are walking through a hexagonal laboratory. A heavy bulkhead is stenciled 'danny v'.

You are surrounded by realistic 3D representations of wolves and cooking.

You are walking through a cramped firing range. A computerized voice talks quietly about ddr.

Hey folks. Sorry about lack of updates. I've been kinda crazy for the past couple of weeks. Getting through school and surviving the trip to New York and visiting relatives make an exciting life.

Right now the plays (both middle school and upper) have been sucking up my free time. If you guys are free, come see the middle school play this weekend, and the upper school play next weekend.

cherri-o I'll see you guys when I have more free time to babble. :)

Swiped!

8 Questions...
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.
8. If you've already posted this, and I haven't responded, let me know.



On a side note: I was trying to type things and it drove me nuts because my '(' were all in the wrong direction. Then I realized that I was still in Spanish mode on my keyboard.

Don't you just love spanish homework?

Well. Things are a little hectic around here. Winterum has come and gone, a complete set of my clothes smell disturbingly like dogs and cats (and their waste), my phone is loaded with pictures of the dogs at the Pet Placement center, and my hands are slightly chapped (and a little cut up, but I blame that on the wood hauling I've been doing out at the River House.)Ps. other placement kids, thanks for telling us lunch had started!:P Emily and I were just scrubbing away inside wondering why the teachers were just hanging around outside with the one vet lady.

Dad's decided that it's time to get our stuff together and start moving it out to the River House since the extra storage house was built(finally.) Only problem? It's cold, and I'm the only other little lackey around to help haul/just haul things around. So now I've gained a nice set of scratches up and down my lower arm/hands from hauling logs and giant tree branches around. That's always fun and exciting.

We've got this giant group of ducks that come and hang out down around the dock. They're the black with white bill kind. Side note: They're cute little buggers. There's also this heron that comes and hangs out, but it gets spooked every time we come back outside.

Kudos for late Christmas presents also. Wandered up to my room to find my new computer up and assembled, my new comforter on my giant bed, and this can be assumed from the last one, my bed was back together! I had found out that the weak holdings on the side were a part of all the frames.

I'm rambling now, so see you people later, but if I don't see you much, drop a comment and let my know how things are in your life!