Hello again. I really hope that I can stick to the promise I made myself. That I would keep this one pretty short. Let's see, I went to school, had lots of fun. I am making good progress on the notebook that K and I are sharing. It's developed into quite the story already. I think I may make a little link to it when I type the first part later. Wow that's strange. It's is really nice looking outside yet it is pouring rain. It's only sixish and It is still light out like it's noon. What a interesting day, in terms of weather.
So, School was a complete bore today, Nothing really was all that exciting, and my friends are all getting together tonight. Unfortunately, I can't go because my mother isn't around to give me a ride. and I am sort of in trouble for not doing what I was supposed to do. So here I am sitting on my computer, still not doing what I should. There is a couple of TV shows I am addicted to. Sherlock, Doctor Who, and now Being Human. I really like that show. there is a lot of British minded humor in it. Being Human I mean. So, I'm sitting here, drinking my tea, watching my tele and it occurs to me, I am an absolute Brit at heart. I have all these Doctor Who posters and Doctor Who fan art, and I just can't believe it but some how it snuck up on me until, BAM. I'm a British person. :)
I guess that is basically it for now. Oh, my big brother just dropped in with his finance since they were in town. Nothing really new with them. They were tasting the cake if anyone is interested... Well since I feel like a bafoon sitting on here all alone in my big lonely house, I am just gonna finish this up and then.... Make more tea and watch more tele. :)
I just have to remember to do my homework that's due tomorrow so my mother has nothing to get mad at me for. Oh and do my music, and chores. And... I'm just gonna go now. :) Have a nice evening.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Monday, May 7, 2012
Interesting...
Well, here I am again.I really ought to put a bit more thought into these posts but I figure that practically no one actually will sit down and read about my life. Who knows? Maybe there is someone who will take interest in me sometime soon. Maybe not. How are we to know, that there isn't some greater scheme playing out on the surface and we just can't wrap our heads around the big picture.
Wow, I sound like a wise woman, or priest or who ever it is that is wise for you.
Getting straight down to business. Today started out fine, I had a nice wake me up shower. I got to have one of the last pieces of quiche, a egg pie with ham and cheese basically. I got to have a hot cup o'Joe and sit and watch the news with my mum and dad. It was a really nice, calm, pleasant morning.
When mum dropped me off at school, I got to our hang out first, which is always a pleasure. (FYI my hang out is a designated place where my friends and I meet up before school starts.) I finished my french homework that I was too lazy to do last night, and began working on a pen scribble of a pine forest. I was about three trees into my picture when K showed up. (I'm just going to use letters to represent my friends for now, because of the whole name thing I mentioned earlier.) K and I have a whole little shared obsession with Sherlock, and so we immediately started our daily fangirling. Of course as soon as O arrived, she shushed us and M began to snore. And so goes our usual meetings before hell *cough cough* I mean school. K and I decided to start a little notebook with a few of our cowritten fanfics in it, and so now it is my turn to continue the story and I could go any way I want to. I can't decide what to do! I could have John ask Sherlock to get his butt home, or I could have Sherlock insist that John come to the lab... Honestly I don't know. Maybe I'll write some more after this. Any whooo moving right along. First hour was awkward. Health class during the Sex ed term, automatically equals awkward. The rest of the 5 total girls in my class were all saying, "Hey,___, You should ask this question for us." Sorry about no names again just a rule I set for myself to keep situations from repeating. Anyway, in other words, the girls were the immature ones. Well, except for me. Hence them asking me to ask their questions. Second hour was dreadful. I was really looking forward to French today and it completely screwed up the rest of my day. Here is how.
It started when Madame gave us limited time to come up with a skit and present it to the class, and the time kept getting shorter and shorter until when it came time for the actual presentations, she just picked you a random partner and you had to do it on the spot. Of course she picks O. So I go up there and O does most of the talking, and what talking I do, I of course screw it all up horrifically. I mixed up my tenses and used the wrong prepositions. I made a fool of myself and I knew I should be embarrassed but nothing was happening in my head. It was like someone had just switched off my brain and even when I opened my mouth, nothing would come out. Honestly, I wasn't concerned about it at first. Things like this had happened before. But, by the time I made it to lunch, just 20 minutes later, I had to lean against a wall to assure myself I wouldn't fall down the stairs. I sit down and My friends M, D, A, and S all looked at me and immediately asked me what was wrong with me. M knew immediately that it was something head related. She kept going on about me slurring my words and repeating my sentences. She also said something about me doing everything slower and for me it seemed that life was going in slow mo. It was a very interesting experience for me. So, they let me finish my lunch before escorting me to the office and sitting me down to call my mother. I called her and she said that since the original wound occured on Friday, then there was no reason that a concussion would be coming two days after. The nurse who showed up half an hour later said that it was a very mild concussion and that I should minimize my computer and Tv usage for about two weeks. I'm not doing very well on that now.... :) Oh I guess I should clarify. Every weekend my family and I travel around 100 miles to our cabin to spend the weekend there away from the internet and ell phone services... While we were there, I was showing my friend a cool swing I made with a pulley and the rope broke and The pulley came crashing down on my head. It gashed my head open and I had alot of blood in my hair. I just washed out most of the blood and am now letting nature run it's course in healing my wound. Of course my mother isn't an idiot, she knows what to look for for a concussion and she watched me carefully all weekend. So, I was further assured by the nurse that it was just the school lights that got on my nerves and gave me a headache and all the confusion. So now I'm supposed to sit in natural light, don't use the computer, and get plenty of rest. Ugh. stupid rest. There is no way in heck that I am just going to drop off my computer for two weeks and not watch TV. I mean, I do it every weekend, but only because that's a family tradition. That's that and now I'm moving on.
After school was simply boring and a bit depressing. I got home, ate something I wasn't supposed to eat because I'm on a diet and sat and watched TV. I really need to do my music and since my brother just left that is what I'll go do now. I might post something else a bit later, but I've got homework so I doubt it.
That's all for today, and I hope that someone is actually reading this.
Wow, I sound like a wise woman, or priest or who ever it is that is wise for you.
Getting straight down to business. Today started out fine, I had a nice wake me up shower. I got to have one of the last pieces of quiche, a egg pie with ham and cheese basically. I got to have a hot cup o'Joe and sit and watch the news with my mum and dad. It was a really nice, calm, pleasant morning.
When mum dropped me off at school, I got to our hang out first, which is always a pleasure. (FYI my hang out is a designated place where my friends and I meet up before school starts.) I finished my french homework that I was too lazy to do last night, and began working on a pen scribble of a pine forest. I was about three trees into my picture when K showed up. (I'm just going to use letters to represent my friends for now, because of the whole name thing I mentioned earlier.) K and I have a whole little shared obsession with Sherlock, and so we immediately started our daily fangirling. Of course as soon as O arrived, she shushed us and M began to snore. And so goes our usual meetings before hell *cough cough* I mean school. K and I decided to start a little notebook with a few of our cowritten fanfics in it, and so now it is my turn to continue the story and I could go any way I want to. I can't decide what to do! I could have John ask Sherlock to get his butt home, or I could have Sherlock insist that John come to the lab... Honestly I don't know. Maybe I'll write some more after this. Any whooo moving right along. First hour was awkward. Health class during the Sex ed term, automatically equals awkward. The rest of the 5 total girls in my class were all saying, "Hey,___, You should ask this question for us." Sorry about no names again just a rule I set for myself to keep situations from repeating. Anyway, in other words, the girls were the immature ones. Well, except for me. Hence them asking me to ask their questions. Second hour was dreadful. I was really looking forward to French today and it completely screwed up the rest of my day. Here is how.
It started when Madame gave us limited time to come up with a skit and present it to the class, and the time kept getting shorter and shorter until when it came time for the actual presentations, she just picked you a random partner and you had to do it on the spot. Of course she picks O. So I go up there and O does most of the talking, and what talking I do, I of course screw it all up horrifically. I mixed up my tenses and used the wrong prepositions. I made a fool of myself and I knew I should be embarrassed but nothing was happening in my head. It was like someone had just switched off my brain and even when I opened my mouth, nothing would come out. Honestly, I wasn't concerned about it at first. Things like this had happened before. But, by the time I made it to lunch, just 20 minutes later, I had to lean against a wall to assure myself I wouldn't fall down the stairs. I sit down and My friends M, D, A, and S all looked at me and immediately asked me what was wrong with me. M knew immediately that it was something head related. She kept going on about me slurring my words and repeating my sentences. She also said something about me doing everything slower and for me it seemed that life was going in slow mo. It was a very interesting experience for me. So, they let me finish my lunch before escorting me to the office and sitting me down to call my mother. I called her and she said that since the original wound occured on Friday, then there was no reason that a concussion would be coming two days after. The nurse who showed up half an hour later said that it was a very mild concussion and that I should minimize my computer and Tv usage for about two weeks. I'm not doing very well on that now.... :) Oh I guess I should clarify. Every weekend my family and I travel around 100 miles to our cabin to spend the weekend there away from the internet and ell phone services... While we were there, I was showing my friend a cool swing I made with a pulley and the rope broke and The pulley came crashing down on my head. It gashed my head open and I had alot of blood in my hair. I just washed out most of the blood and am now letting nature run it's course in healing my wound. Of course my mother isn't an idiot, she knows what to look for for a concussion and she watched me carefully all weekend. So, I was further assured by the nurse that it was just the school lights that got on my nerves and gave me a headache and all the confusion. So now I'm supposed to sit in natural light, don't use the computer, and get plenty of rest. Ugh. stupid rest. There is no way in heck that I am just going to drop off my computer for two weeks and not watch TV. I mean, I do it every weekend, but only because that's a family tradition. That's that and now I'm moving on.
After school was simply boring and a bit depressing. I got home, ate something I wasn't supposed to eat because I'm on a diet and sat and watched TV. I really need to do my music and since my brother just left that is what I'll go do now. I might post something else a bit later, but I've got homework so I doubt it.
That's all for today, and I hope that someone is actually reading this.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
First time
Well, this is strange. I've never been all that good at keeping up a blog, or a journal, or any kind of record at all, but as of late I've got a journal that I'm keeping up with so I figured I was on a roll. So, I decided to start a blog. Just so anyone who reads this knows, I'm going to try my best to keep all things anonymous. I've got friends who wouldn't like their lives getting thrown around the internet with their names attached. Then again, no one would really like that. Unless they had nothing to hide, but even then that'd be weird. Sorry, got off topic already. Even though I don't really even have a topic. Like my pen name suggests, I really do ramble a lot so sorry right away for that.
Anyways. I don't really have anything all that insightful or even remotely interesting to write quite yet although, I could tell you all about some of the things I like and my obsessions... but you can read those later in my profile or whatever. I'm kinda new to this whole put a thousand things about you/ write your biography thing when you try to fill out your profile section. It gets me every time; "what's your favorite...?" it's like, what if they are ALL my favorites? I don't really play favorites, that's not nice.
I am not really sure why, but this stupid thing that you type in likes to freak out when you try to tab in on any of your new lines. That bothers me. Then again, I'm not writing a book, it doesn't have to be perfect.
Well. I think I've written quite enough for my first post. I don't want to bore anyone who might be happening to pass by my lonely little blog here.
Anyways. I don't really have anything all that insightful or even remotely interesting to write quite yet although, I could tell you all about some of the things I like and my obsessions... but you can read those later in my profile or whatever. I'm kinda new to this whole put a thousand things about you/ write your biography thing when you try to fill out your profile section. It gets me every time; "what's your favorite...?" it's like, what if they are ALL my favorites? I don't really play favorites, that's not nice.
I am not really sure why, but this stupid thing that you type in likes to freak out when you try to tab in on any of your new lines. That bothers me. Then again, I'm not writing a book, it doesn't have to be perfect.
Well. I think I've written quite enough for my first post. I don't want to bore anyone who might be happening to pass by my lonely little blog here.
Oh, sorry that just popped out. I can't seem to control these gifs, they have taken over a part of me... :D Did I mention that I'm in love with Sherlock?
Oops. My bad, sorry about that... :) Here, Have some awesome gifs to entertain thyself.
Here have some more, I even coordinated them to match up as a conversation... Enjoy. :)
And I do believe that I am finally done. That was quite entertaining because most of these sequences just happened on their own in my gif folder... :)
Good night to all who stumbled upon this and somehow managed to make it to the bottom unscathed. :)
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