The British Know How to Live
Friday, March 04, 2005

Okay, so to match Talia's xanga and to just get this out:
Tals, I love you so, so much and I haven't had times as great with anyone as I have had with you. I miss you like hell, and I really hope we stay "cousins" forever. You're one of the most amazing and beautiful (inside and out) people I know, and you're the best/funniest person to hang out with. Tony/Simon, recording crap/sounds, obsessing over pics of Jeff, talking about life, dragging David to see the Notebook and counting how many guys look at us on the street...I'll never forget those times. You mean the world to me, and I love you like a mother my chica. Mwah.

posted at 11:11 PM
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So, I just got back from the dance. Big news:...uh, none really. Noah grew his hair, Emily thinks Hrishi's earring is sexy, and Meredith now wears Mel's brothers sweatpants with a leather belt. And she terrorizes males. And runs through tall high schoolers who shouldn't even be at the dance. But yeah, our dances make the guys so shy for some reason. It's like asking a girl to dance is a life or death thing. At the beginning I did the Horah with Julia and Mel and Meredith and Ms. Walter and Ms. Ware, which was fun. We also did the macarena in a line. Haha and then Ms. Walter was like, "Hey guys, I need some spies. I want you to go through that tight group over there. I suspect grinding." So we went, and we're like, "Uh, Ms. Walter, there's a human sandwich...guy, guy, girl." It was hilarious. But anyway, I gotta go get crap ready for the tech challenge. Loves, D.

posted at 10:25 PM
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Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Okay, so today was a pretty normal today...sort of. Musicals was fun, except, as usual, I was totally out of it, so I said "Oh Nathan!" to myself, and I also tried to hug the girl playing Sky because for some reason, I thought she was Adelaide. Anyway, after school, Mel, Anna and I had so much fun. So you know there's that whole thing where you take your month and the day you were born and the year you were born and go head, nose, mouth, chest, which makes you smart, nosy, talkative and caring. Well we invented a new thing. It is now, pot of head, jerk of beef, bear of ted, and beast of sex. I'm Bear of Ted, Bear of Ted, and Pot of Head. So yeah, that was fun. I watched Idol today, but I had to miss it yesterday because of rehearsal, which sucked. That also happened during the Oscars. But anyway, David Brown and some Joe guy were sent home, along with two girls, one of whom was named Aloha, and I think the other was Cynthia Ray...yeah. Well, anywho, at rehearsal yesterday, I kinda got the idea that our play was inappropriate for children, especially when Dexter said, "You guys have to think of a moth and a porchlight, as an addict and drugs." Yeah, special...well anyway, I'm gonna go. Andrew, I hope your throat gets better and I love you.

posted at 10:18 PM
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Monday, February 28, 2005

Hahaha...behold, the brilliance of Andrew (brother) and me...or I...I'm not sure...eh, spiff it.
Kneazle731: hello
Habib bin Bombin: hey
Habib bin Bombin: why is your font tiny
Kneazle731: it's not
Kneazle731: it's bigger than yours
Habib bin Bombin: ok
Habib bin Bombin: liar
Kneazle731: you're a liar
Habib bin Bombin: ok
Habib bin Bombin: nothing you say can ruin my good mood
Habib bin Bombin: so nyah
Kneazle731: good mood?
Habib bin Bombin: good mood
Kneazle731: pourquoi?
Habib bin Bombin: got my ancient theory midterm paper back today
Habib bin Bombin: "one of the few A's"
Kneazle731: nice
Habib bin Bombin: yes
Habib bin Bombin: not a single negative comment and only 2 grammar corrections
Habib bin Bombin: i am so hot
Kneazle731: what was it about?
Kneazle731: oh get over yourself
Habib bin Bombin: you will not rain on my parade, foul creature
Habib bin Bombin: i shall send thou back to the fieriest depths of hell from whence thou hast come
Habib bin Bombin: so the topic was
Habib bin Bombin: How does fear operate tragically in Antigone? Does fear operate similarly (i.e. tragically) in the Apology and Crito, or does it have different political functions in that text? Why?
Kneazle731: wtf?
Habib bin Bombin: so through a brilliant twist of logic I claimed, successfully I might add, that it was not fear itself, per se, whose manifestation led to the two tragic conclusions
Habib bin Bombin: but it was rather an absence of fear, in mutliple cases, that made the tragedy inevitable
Habib bin Bombin: it was a stunning work of immeasurable analytical acumen
Habib bin Bombin: it's hard to explain the "wtf?"
Habib bin Bombin: antigone was a play by sophocles
Habib bin Bombin: and the apology and crito were plato's writings on socrates' defense of the charges brought against him and his dialectic with crito
Habib bin Bombin: anywya, i got an A hoorah
Kneazle731: you do know i have absolutely no spiffing idea what you are going on about, correct?
Habib bin Bombin: correct
Habib bin Bombin: and you can't use spiffing in that context
Kneazle731: very well then
Habib bin Bombin: your poor grammatical abilities make me cringe in despair
Habib bin Bombin: despair!
Kneazle731: i don't spiffing care and i spiffing now i can't spiffing use it here any spiffing way but that's just too spiffing bad because i'm spiffing doing it spiffing anyway
Habib bin Bombin: spiff off
Kneazle731: Right back spiffing at you spiffer
Habib bin Bombin: i think you've been hanging out with too many stupid people
Kneazle731: that was a spiffing bad insult
Habib bin Bombin: ugh

posted at 6:35 PM
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Hahaha...behold, the brilliance of Andrew (brother) and me...or I...I'm not sure...eh, spiff it.
Kneazle731: hello
Habib bin Bombin: hey
Habib bin Bombin: why is your font tiny
Kneazle731: it's not
Kneazle731: it's bigger than yours
Habib bin Bombin: ok
Habib bin Bombin: liar
Kneazle731: you're a liar
Habib bin Bombin: ok
Habib bin Bombin: nothing you say can ruin my good mood
Habib bin Bombin: so nyah
Kneazle731: good mood?
Habib bin Bombin: good mood
Kneazle731: pourquoi?
Habib bin Bombin: got my ancient theory midterm paper back today
Habib bin Bombin: "one of the few A's"
Kneazle731: nice
Habib bin Bombin: yes
Habib bin Bombin: not a single negative comment and only 2 grammar corrections
Habib bin Bombin: i am so hot
Kneazle731: what was it about?
Kneazle731: oh get over yourself
Habib bin Bombin: you will not rain on my parade, foul creature
Habib bin Bombin: i shall send thou back to the fieriest depths of hell from whence thou hast come
Habib bin Bombin: so the topic was
Habib bin Bombin: How does fear operate tragically in Antigone? Does fear operate similarly (i.e. tragically) in the Apology and Crito, or does it have different political functions in that text? Why?
Kneazle731: wtf?
Habib bin Bombin: so through a brilliant twist of logic I claimed, successfully I might add, that it was not fear itself, per se, whose manifestation led to the two tragic conclusions
Habib bin Bombin: but it was rather an absence of fear, in mutliple cases, that made the tragedy inevitable
Habib bin Bombin: it was a stunning work of immeasurable analytical acumen
Habib bin Bombin: it's hard to explain the "wtf?"
Habib bin Bombin: antigone was a play by sophocles
Habib bin Bombin: and the apology and crito were plato's writings on socrates' defense of the charges brought against him and his dialectic with crito
Habib bin Bombin: anywya, i got an A hoorah
Kneazle731: you do know i have absolutely no spiffing idea what you are going on about, correct?
Habib bin Bombin: correct
Habib bin Bombin: and you can't use spiffing in that context
Kneazle731: very well then
Habib bin Bombin: your poor grammatical abilities make me cringe in despair
Habib bin Bombin: despair!
Kneazle731: i don't spiffing care and i spiffing now i can't spiffing use it here any spiffing way but that's just too spiffing bad because i'm spiffing doing it spiffing anyway
Habib bin Bombin: spiff off
Kneazle731: Right back spiffing at you spiffer
Habib bin Bombin: i think you've been hanging out with too many stupid people
Kneazle731: that was a spiffing bad insult
Habib bin Bombin: ugh

posted at 6:24 PM
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Sunday, February 27, 2005

Nothing really new to say as of now. I forgot to say that I got a facial in Calistoga, which was just...ah...it was bliss. I was ready to smother my mother (haha it rhymes) with hugs and kisses, but I didn't...because that would be disturbing...to me and her. I finished my homework today. Well not really. I still need to bring in at least 15 baby pictures of myself. Joy. The dance is on Friday, which should hopefully be better than all the others, which, if you didn't already know, sucked ass. I don't care if I don't get asked to dance. Me and my girls are gonna rock everyone's socks off. So ha. Ha. Ha. Hear me laugh. Moving on...Julia and Julia and I are going to do ACT during the summer again which should be so so so much fun. Taking the train together is beyond awesome. Especially "calling" celebrities and talking about our love lives in relation to theirs. Also, hearing random women scheduling strange waxing appointments is always good. But the best is taking a picture of your friends, but making it look like you're taking a picture of the business man across from you and having him get freaked out and move. That's just great. Yes, good times, good times. Hopefully, we won't be the oldest people in the group this time. Well that would be unlikely, as the group allows people who are up to 19 years old. So yeah, we'll be the youngest I'm guessing. Which is fine by me. Haha Julia: older people=older guys. YAY. That was funny...uh oh. gots to go watch the Oscars...tata.

posted at 5:48 PM
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