February 2012
30 posts
avoiding physics
My day:
You should do physics
No I think I’ll finish reading Order of the Phoenix.
You should do physics
No I think I’ll practice guitar
You should do physics
No I think I’ll practice piano
You should do physics
Fine I’ll write about the photo…
*tries to fill up two pages by making images extra large*
You should study physics
No it’s time to learn...
I will be productive tomorrow I will be productive...
maybe if I tell myself enough times, it will happen :DDDD
…
probably have better luck staying away from tumblr and facebook and internet in general heh -________-
The Secret World of Arrietty
I just came back from watching this movie
I need to watch some more Miyazaki films… I’ve only seen Spirited Away, Howl’s Moving Castle and Castle in the Sky (I think?) and the one today (even though Miyazaki wasn’t the director, it was still his studio so it counts :P) was so good!
Arrietty’s mother reminds me alot of my own mother XP
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you know you're a figure skater
when you celebrate the fact that 6:30am practice was canceled
by going to a 7am session at a different rink
break!
After coming home from school today, I did absolutely nothing school related!
I ate lunch (since it was odd block and I have no 7th, yay!)
Then I finished my puzzle ^___^
Then I tried to learn the dance steps for spotlite so that Parulipoo won’t yell at me tomorrow :P
Then I… probably got bored and looked for food
Then I made a birthday card for gracipoo xP
Then I printed out...
I can no longer hear the phrase "let's get down to...
goodlyrottenapple:
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guess what I did today
I burned my Christmas tree!
Well, technically, my dad stuck the branches into the fireplace, but I lit it initially, so theoretically I did everything right? :DDDD
Anyway, yes, Christmas tree has been up all this time… and it’s February now….
I guess my family just doesn’t want Christmas to end :P
It was really dry, since I am wonderful at remembering to water a tree...
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yay →
story time?!
hope it is more like a polygon than a circle :P
(hope it’s not pointless)
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fading
Where art thou, imagination.
It’s ironic that after so many months writing about how I like to write stories and use my imagination, I feel like I can’t think of anything good any more.
I had a stupid simile to describe this feeling yesterday, but I forgot it and can’t think of a new one. [go figure]
I need to find me a fantasy novel.
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I don't get any of my homework!
I don’t get stats homework, which makes me sad because it’s supposed to be easy and I actually sort of pay attention in that class (relatively speaking :P)
I don’t really know what all the symbolism of this new novel means so I hope there’s no quiz tomorrow
I don’t understand Rhinoceros even though I understand the individual words… and what in the world is a...
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why can’t I think of a good idea when I need one.
why can I only think of trolly/silly stories right now -_____-
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silver spin
I kinda want to do it, but I kinda wonder if it’d be worth it… And the deadline is on Monday and I haven’t mentioned it to my coach hehe. But it’d be fun to compete again?!
Maybe there’ll be another one… (before Spring Jubilee?!?!)
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AAHHHHASLDKFJALWJLEFJLASKDHFLASKDJFKLASHGAWf
no comprendo
je ne comprends pas
Watchprideandparadox:
beckiejean:
daniel-plainview:
petergoddamnedfuckingpan:
Harry Potter in 99 Seconds.
I will never not reblog this
THAT WAS COOL
How had I not seen this until now?
This is the best thing ever.
January 2012
28 posts
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watching nationals makes me want to compete again...
(individually… not just ice theater >.>)
yay for technology
talking to my old skating coach on facebook ^__^
mom: why is your backpack so heavy?
me: *takes out physics binder*
mom: that's it?
me: yup, try it
mom: *lifts backpack* oh...funn...
jack of all trades, master of none
Seeing all those kids at the rink today, serious and training for nationals, kinda made me wonder… about what would’ve happened if skating weren’t always clearly and forever behind school, priority-wise, if I hadn’t stopped competing last year…
It also made me want to compete again. Or perform, or something. I kinda miss the excitement of competition, getting...
I am a productive child.
Go to Khan academy to watch physics videos…
Afterwards, get distracted doing a “pre-algebra challenge” of practice problems…
Time to play word games DO PHYSICS WORKSHEET SO I DON’T FAIL ON FRIDAY
piano
Haven’t sat down to play for more than an hour for a long time. It was very nice ^___^
wthiswrongwithme .__.
Adventures away from la-la land
I am awake.
This is what I thought of when I woke up this morning.
It’s strange, really. Because the past few days, it’s been a little difficult getting out of bed in the morning. Five more minutes, I always want to say. But not today. Buzz went my phone, and off the bed I jumped.
What’s even more strange, at least to me, is that I should have been feeling more tired than I ever have felt. I had...
SCHOOL:
In class: 1+1=2
Exercises: 1+2+1=4
Test: John buy 4 oranges. He eats one and gives another to Ted. Calculate the sun's mass.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
Plato: For the greater good.
Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
Machiavelli: So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely chicken's dominion maintained.
Hippocrates: Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its pancreas.
Jacques Derrida: Any number of contending discourses may be discovered within the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can never be discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT, DEAD!
Thomas de Torquemada: Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll find out.
Timothy Leary: Because that's the only kind of trip the Establishment would let it take.
Douglas Adams: Forty-two.
Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you.
Oliver North: National Security was at stake.
B.F. Skinner: Because the external influences which had pervaded its sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to be of its own free will.
Carl Jung: The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences into being.
Jean-Paul Sartre: In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.
Ludwig Wittgenstein: The possibility of "crossing" was encoded into the objects "chicken" and "road", and circumstances came into being which caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.
Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
Aristotle: To actualize its potential.
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
Howard Cosell: It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is truly a remarkable occurence.
Salvador Dali: The Fish.
Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.
Emily Dickinson: Because it could not stop for death.
Epicurus: For fun.
Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn't cross the road; it transcended it.
Johann von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it.
Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.
Werner Heisenberg: We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but it was moving very fast.
David Hume: Out of custom and habit.
Jack Nicholson: 'Cause it [censored] wanted to. That's the [censored] reason.
Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?
Ronald Reagan: I forget.
John Sununu: The Air Force was only too happy to provide the transportation, so quite understandably the chicken availed himself of the opportunity.
The Sphinx: You tell me.
Mr. T.: If you saw me coming you'd cross the road too!
Henry David Thoreau: To live deliberately ... and suck all the marrow out of life.
Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
Molly Yard: It was a hen!
Zeno of Elea: To prove it could never reach the other side.
Chaucer: So priketh hem nature in hir corages.
Wordsworth: To wander lonely as a cloud.
The Godfather: I didn't want its mother to see it like that.
Keats: Philosophy will clip a chicken's wings.
Blake: To see heaven in a wild fowl.
Othello: Jealousy.
Dr. Johnson: Sir, had you known the Chicken for as long as I have, you would not so readily enquire, but feel rather the Need to resist such a public Display of your own lamentable and incorrigible Ignorance.
Mrs. Thatcher: This chicken's not for turning.
Supreme Soviet: There has never been a chicken in this photograph.
Oscar Wilde: Why, indeed? One's social engagements whilst in town ought never expose one to such barbarous inconvenience - although, perhaps, if one must cross a road, one may do far worse than to cross it as the chicken in question.
Kafka: Hardly the most urgent enquiry to make of a low-grade insurance clerk who woke up that morning as a hen.
Swift: It is, of course, inevitable that such a loathsome, filth-ridden and degraded creature as Man should assume to question the actions of one in all respects his superior.
Macbeth: To have turned back were as tedious as to go o'er.
Whitehead: Clearly, having fallen victim to the fallacy of misplaced concreteness.
Freud: An die andere Seite zu kommen. (Much laughter.)
Hamlet: That is not the question.
Donne: It crosseth for thee.
Pope: It was mimicking my Lord Hervey.
Constable: To get a better view.
Yeats: She was following the Faeries that sang to her to come away with them from the dull, bucolic comfort of the farmyard to the waters and the wild.
Shelley: 'Tis a metaphor for the pursuits of man: though 'twas deemed an extraordinary occurrence at the time, still it brought little to bear on the great scheme of time and history, and was ultimately fruitless and forgotten.
Tolkien: Chickens are respectable folk, and well thought of. They never go on any adventures or do anything unexpected. One fine spring day, as the chicken wandered contentedly around the farmyard, clucking and pecking and enjoying herself immensely, there appeared a Wizard and thirteen Dwarves who were in need of a chicken to share in their adventure. Reluctantly she joined their party, and with them crossed the road into the great Unknown, muttering about how rude the Dwarves were to take her away on such short notice, without even giving her time to brush her feathers or fetch her hat.
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awkward moment
when a random guy on rental skates comes to derp on the freestyle .___.