The Count of Monte Cristo is one of the greatest books ever. My new goal in life is to be Edmond Dantes. Except without the wrongful imprisonment and such. I just want to be able to play that many people without them having a clue. And be rich. Being rich would definitely help that.

Quote of the Day:
"Bread-y?"
"Loaf-y?"
"Sub-y"
"What's that supposed to be?"
"I don't know. I guess we'll have to check the bottom of the bag."
"Darn."
"BUNNY?"
"That's not a bun." - Me, freshman whose name I can't think of, and umm... sophomore who's name I should know, but don't, trying to figure out the last animal on the back of a bag of animal cookies. The "problem" was "[supposed picture of a bun] - y". The thing is, the bun didn't look anything like a friggin bun! /end rant

take the nyu type quiz.

and then browse around mewing.net. because laura is cool.


And, obviously, I'm not Melissa, so I don't know what that means.





take the non-offensive quiz.


and go to mewing.net. laura = great.






take the "what's my fault" quiz.

(and then browse around mewing.net. because laura is cool.)


That is so, so right.





take the antisocial test.


and go to mewing.net. because laura's feeling social.


Awww, look at Laura's cute little shameless self-promotion! **Pinches it's cheeks**





what's your battle cry? |
mewing.net | merchandise!


That's actually really, really right. I used to go around ramdomly mewing. Now I randomly poke. (And vocalise that I'm doing so.)





take the cher test.


and go to mewing.net. because laura isn't cher.


I'd rather be Cher. And that's saying a lot.





take the death quiz.


and go to mewing.net. laura = great.


Except, you know, I'm not.

I went and saw a couple of my friends in The Laramie Project last night.

Yay for real actors, not the hammy high-school dramatics that get cast through something akin to nepotism. (Seniors first, unless they absolutely suck, yadda yadda yadda. May change with the new director. It had better.)

The play itself is really good. If you ever have the chance to se it, go! Heather, I wanted to tell you that you rocked in it today at lunch, but YOU WEREN'T THERE! I would've told you that I did find one of the "yeah"s awkward, but not the first one. BUT YOU WEREN'T THERE! Feh.

Night is a good book. Read it. (It's By Elie Weisel.)

Quotes of the Day:
"If you need to go faster but can't push any harder, pretend you're being chased by an enraged goat." -Me, to Carolyn. It's much funnier if you know the story of "Carolyn and the Hungry Goat."

"Me: Whe're Heather and Shannon?
Zach: I dunno.
Me: MAybe they turned invisible and latched onto [MIF]'s back. Heather'd do that, if she could.
Zach: BUt why? He's gay! *Pause* He just doesn't know it." - Well, it's pretty obvious who that was. At luch today, when Heather and Shannon WEREN'T THERE! And Zach (unknowingly) just proved my thesis, so "HA!" to you, HeEather, "HA!" to you...

Take the What High School
Stereotype Are You? quiz, by Angel.


What a non-surprise...

Ehh...

Stupid shin.

It's hurting and I can't run. I may not always like track practice, but when I can't run... The only thing I think could be worse would be if I weren't able to swim this summer. Being in the water is just so... I dunno how to describe it, but I couldn't live without the feeling. I mean, I don't swim all that much when the local swim club is closed, but it's more the knowing that I couldn't that would get to me.

Quote of the Day:
"I don't know what to do! I don't know what to do!" -Carli, getting the handoff in her first relay ever (2nd girls 4x4, all distance runners). For someone who didn't know what to do, she did well. ^_^

Yesserday MIF was a 3. Tday, I didn't see him due to tampering with the schedule this week to test things for possible changes my senior year has put me in a different lunch, and today and tomorrow are the block schedule testing days, meaning that the odds of me passing him in the hall after the classes I usually do are low, 'cause we're going to differnt classes than we usually do. Feh.

That is all.

Mittens!

Hmm.

Mars, the Bringer of War.

First impressions:
Very militaristic and harsh. Not really dissonant, though. Very string-y. Great song.

Given more thought:
Can't figure out the time. Can't get it to fit 4 without changing it slightly. Or 6. Odd. Will give more thought later. Very cool. I think there's a Jet Force Jemini level that uses this. Very similar anyway. Ichor? (Note after playing Ichor lever: Not Ichor. WIll try... S.S. Anubis, then Spawnship. Will find BGM!) Having trouble listening to the melody, 'cause the background part is just so cool.

Given more thought (will coherent-ise all of this in next section.)
It's in 5. Not used very often, which is why it was hard to figure out. Very, very violent song. Can almost see the death. Unlike some others, this song fits it's set theme (war) very well, IMO.

Somewhat more coherent:
Mars, the Bringer of War is, IMO, the best movement of "The Planets". It fits it's set theme (war) very well. Some of the others (Uranus, for example) don't seem to fit as well. There's a definite pulse to the song. I don't think the baground pattern ever stops. It may for a bit, but I think I'd notice (like when the engine of a ship you've been on for days stops suddenly). The song is in 5, and the background pulse goes as such: [triplet] 2 3 4 & 5. After the very beginning, its staccatto and biting. The main parts are less so, but certainly not flowing. Oh. The pulse does end, replaced by on beat notes. The song might go to 4 there. Hard to tell. Quite syncopated. The song itself is very reminiscent of major fighting. It's not pretty, but that doesn't mean it's witout attraction. (Think rubberneckers at car crashes, except the song isn't so fatal. It's a song.) IT's like a march on stroids in some ways. IT's even got the extra "muscle" it doesn't need (except it does...) with it being in 5 rather than 4. Or the main pulse being in a 5 beat cycle. The song may be in four. Who knows. (Yes, I know a ton of people have seen the score, so let me rephrase: "Who, who hasn't seen the score, knows?)

On a scale of 10: 9.9, because there are some places that sorta drag. Given that I'm listening to to a .mid, and can't remember those parts with the orchestra. They may hold when performed by an orchestra. It probably did, since I didn't think they dragged until I listened to the .mid.

Jupiter is next, when I get to it.

Well, so far the only suggestion for a name for him I've gotten is from Elusion, but it's a good one, I think...

From his comment:
"Mr-I-Make-Foxy-All-Hot-And-Bothered.
Mr. IMFAHAB for short.

Hey, that worked out pretty well. IMFAHAB sounds like I'm Fab."

Keep in mind that Elusion calls me foxy. I don't.

Until I get a better suggestion, I'm going with M.I.F. (Mr. "I'm Fab") , though I'd never actually use the word "fab" in any other place. It's a sorta stupid word, if you ask me.

Well, I found a .zip file containing a .mid file for every movement of the Planets, and I now won't have to rely entirely on my memory to review each movement. I'll review them in order of how much I like them. Right now, I just have a top 2, because I love both those tracjks. The rest is great, but I haven't really gone comparing.

First will be Mars, the Bringer of War. Then Jupiter, the bringer of Jollity. After that, I don't know.

If anybody knows where to find an MP3 of Mars, let me know. And Jupiter too, if you feel like it.

And there's just something about going and seeing an orchestra that's different from hearing one on a CD. (Or on a record, as someone in my family owns "The Planets" on a record. Now to pester my parents until they fix the record player that's been broken since I was like 5.) I don't know exactly what it is, but I need to do that more often. Unfortuantely, the local symphony's season just ended, and theor first performance of the next season is in October. Feh.

*_____*

I just got back from the local Symphony Orchestra's performance of Gustav Holst's "The Planets." (Okay, so my town does have a little culture. But that's all it has, I swear!)

It was really, really cool. When I was listening to Mars, I realized that one of the stages in Jet Force Jemini's music seemed to be highly based on that music. I think it was Ichor.

Some of the music was reminiscent of the Escaflowne score. Well, I suppose the Escaflowne score is reminiscent of the music of "The Planets", because that came first... But that's just semantics. All the music was really really good.

**Goes to find it to download it**

Due to the realization that someone who knows him may somehow stumble upon this blog and figure out who I am, his name has been removed. Now, I have to use ambiguous tems until I can come up with a good replacement name. Suggestions are welcome.

Quote of the Day:
"Kakyuu-hime pointed out quite logically that there was no way that Seiya could ever be a father, judging simply by the size and shape of her chest. Seiya then cheerfully bounced her assets and declared, "And WHAT a chest it is!"" From here. Will likely not make sense if you have no clue what "the Sailor Stars season/Stars arc" is.

Nothing important happened today.

He was 3 bordering on 4.

Amazing how one person can affect others so much without actually doing anything to at least one of them.

He's my current wouldn't-say-crush-but-is-a-really-cool-person-and-I'd-totally-be-with-him-given-the-opportunity-and-his-invitation guy. I'd acronymify that, but it'd still be a reallyreallybiglong thing.

He is also Heather's curent obsession/claimed guy/God/whatever, after the trip to Canada they both went on for French club. As mentioned, he's a really cool person. I knew before Heather, but just 'cause I had to work with him in the musical, since he was the other reporter and we had nothing else that was really "ours" in the musical. Anyway, Heather ended up doing stuff with him seinng as how (Woo! Speech-but-not-print grammar!) he was with the group of people Heather went around doing stuff with. At least, that's how she made it sound.

I'm 99% sure he's gay. It sorta pisses Heather off. Well, not sorta. I mean, he's an art-y person, does everything he can as far as drama goes, hangs out with the same girls all the time, yet has never (to my or some people who would know better's knowledge) dated them. Or any other girl. Much like me. 'Cept for Homecoming, which I did 'cause she asked and I didn't want to be a jerk. There's also more subtle things that I just can't put into words... And he just... Looks. Gay. Really, he does! Not that there's any way to tell gay people apart from otheres just by looking at them, as far as well... anything, but somehow he does. It's not his clothes, 'casue other peopel wearing what he wears would look straight. It's not his hair, or his physical features, or his mannerisms, or how he talks, I just... I dunno, it's like some sort of aura that only other gay people and a few well-tuned straights can read. (Hence, the invention of the therm "gaydar".) Maybe it's some manifestation of the few abilities of humans that arent' neccisarily explainable by science. Maybe being gay causes the brain to send out some signal that other gays (and a few well-tuned straights) sense. Given that their brain is sending the same signals, it would be able to interpret them. Makes a little sense, doesn't it?

Anyway, I now cannot look at him without seeing gay. It's just not possible anymore. I was sorta hoping before, but now its just
Fox:**Sees that guy**
Fox's brain: Gay. Totally gay.

So, despite the fact that it'll piss Heather off (And maybe a little bit because it will), I'm starting a scale of how gay he looks on any day I see him. (Suggestions for names are welcome.)

The scale:
0 - Doesn't look gay at all.
1 - Looks sorta gay. Probably just 'cause it's him.
2 - Probably not gonna show up often. Used when I can't ell if he looks gay 'cause it's him or because he does actually look somewhat gay.
3 - Just looks gay.
4 - Looks really gay.
5 - Looks really, really gay. So gay it's a wonder there aren't rumors gay. Gayer than Rosie gay. So gay-looking I'd totally be pouncing him if it werent' for the fact that 1) I don't wanne let the school know about me just yet, and 2) Usually when I see him he's at the end of the lunch line, across the cafeteria, with a tray full of food that I wouldn't want spilled on anyone. Plus, I get the feeling that if I attempted to run across my school's cafeteria to pounce someone, I'd wind up in a serious accident involving a chair, a backback, and some fries before I got halfway there.

Today was 2.

(Monday was 8. _~-^)

Track practice that cannot be skipped due to meet tomorrow + torrential rain = more fun than it sounds, but wet, wet clothes.

Rar.

You scare the shit out of people! Good for you! So what if your a "TV Movie?" People like you. What movie are you?

made by

Neener neener! I'm Ro~ose Re~ed and yo~ure no~ot!

Hee! And I didn't manipulate the results or anything, 'cause I didn't know what movies the test had as results, besides the two a freind posted. And given the two (Rocky Horror and Labyrinth), I didn't expect Rose Red to be a result! Whee!

And a little more seriously, if you taped Rose Red or know someone who did, could you please get me a copy? I taped it all, but for some reason, the last 15-20 minutes didn't tape. Well, I guess I didn't tape it all then... -_- Anyway, copy of the tape? Pleeeeeeaaaaaasseee? **Goes puupy-dog and all cute**

Ow! Well, I'm never doing that again. Goes against everything I live for.

So, Heather, I guess I lied to you the other day. Ah well. (And no, you won't ever get that if you aren't Heather. Don't try.)

Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?

"You are Optimus Prime!

Vast, red and ready to turn into a lorry at the slightest provocation, you are a robot to be reckoned with. Although sickeningly noble, you just can't resist a good interplanetary war, especially when Orson Welles is involved. You have friends who can shoot tapes from their chests. Tapes that turn into panthers. And other friends who are dinosaurs. Dinosaurs who jump out of planes. Will you have my children?"

Dude! I'm Optimus Prime! w00t! **Apologises for use of w00t**

Whee. More driving lesson-ness.

Today was sunny, but not nature-y. Even though it's spring, nothing is even budding yet. It's all dead-like. Maybe it's 'cuase we had a big snow last night (That all melted my this morning... -_-) or something.

Nothing interesting has happened lately, so feh. **Wants people back from Canada**

Y'know, the French club trip should be to somewhere like, I dunno, France, but the school won't sponsor any overseas flights. 'Cause everybody knows that airport security will only get more lax after a major breach of it with international implications... **Boots school system**

Heh. SIlly me. I forgot to put a link to the archives in the layout.

It's fixed now.

Whee. I just drove over to a nearby town and applied for a summer job. Where, you ask? I, the nerd that I am, applied for a job at the library. From the sound of it, if I get the job, I'll be reshelving books. Possibly other things, but that's what the person on the phone said they were (she thought) hiring. The lady who gave me the application said to put that I'm applying for "Page". (Heh. "Page" at the library. Heh.)

I also got better at stopping not so jerkily. Not that I stopped extrmrly jerkily before. I stopped smooth, I just didn't start early enough and would have to suddenlt slow much faster right before I needed to be stopped. And I remembered why I didn't like riding with my brother when he was first driving with my mom.

Oohh... more tests. (From here. Look for them. I'm lazy.)

The "Reel World" test:
"The Romantic Cynic: 10 Things I Hate About You
If you scratch a cynic, you'll find a romantic underneath. It isn't that you don't buy the idea of L-U-V -- it's just that what you see around you seems phony and fake. You're still searching for the real deal, and have sarcastic shields up to protect you from posers, losers and immaturity until you do. Just remember to keep your options open: posers can become pretty cool people when shown the light by the right person."

How surprisingly accurate for a sorta shallow teen-ish AOL-overseen site...

The "crushability" test:
"TC: Totally Crushable!
Congratulations! You've got that special something that makes the other sex swoon. You're approachable, but not clingy; you stand up for yourself without being standoffish. And if you're reading this thinking, "OK, why am I not dating anyone then?" it's probably because your crushes think you're too good to be true! Be patient -- they'll come around eventually. "

Ok, scratch that thought... There's no way in hell that's true. (Says self-depriciating me, mind you. I may be wrong, but that's not how I see things.)

The "what's going on upstairs" test (Left-brained/right-brained):
"You're LB -- that's Left-Brained!
Left brainers tend to be logical, analytical and objective, but that doesn't mean stodgy! It just means that you've got a great eye for detail and you use facts to come up with creative solutions for things. Other cool things about left brained folks: Your mind is built for math and music, and you'd rather remake the rules than break them."

And back to accurate... How confusing.

Whee. First track meet tomorrow. I'm so gonna suck. At least there's no vault at Edison. Years ago, one of their vaulter's poles snapped and he dies. They got rid of it for emotional reasons, and now the insurance is more than they're willing to pay, 'cause someone died vaulting there.

However, that means I have to run the 200, as well as the 100. (Which I usually run. Slower than everybody else.[Not that I'm sluggish, I'm just not fast. I can beat middle school people, I'm sure. Not all of them ,but some... Shut up! I'm trying to give myself some sense of non-suckyness! Not that it's working...])

Moo.

Heh heh... Oops. I forgot to change "BlogItemAuthor" to "BlogItemAuthorNicjname", and my name was below my posts for a bit.

But now it's not. So ha!

And I just finished a two hour driving lesson on country roads in the rain. Better than two hours of country roads in the sunshine, actually. Two hours of sunny nature would've been waaaaay too perky for me today. Or most other days, really.

Quote of the Day:
"No, Alanis, that's unfortunate! Irony is [a good example of irony that I unfortuanately (hee!) forget]. You spent three and a half minutes listing things that are unfortunate. Maybe now that you have all that money you can go buy a dictionary!" - "Stereotypical" lesbian comedienne with big recent Quote of the Day whose name I forget. It wasn't the one that someone named in a (recently lost) comment. That name went with the "we look just like you" comedienne.

**Handels Halleluja Chorus sounds out, sung by angels**

I'm done!!!!!! It only took three hours...

I tell ya, nothing's so satisfying as working out problems in a webpage when you have minimal HTML skills. Woo!

Changed Comment scripts, again, because I just couldn't get the last one to work. Testing this one.

GAAAH!

Could Blogger please just stay up? It's been up and down all day! And it chose the day I finally decided to do something about the layout and it's actually important to me whether I can edit my blog or not.

**Seethes**

Still working. This is really starting to bug me...

Mreh. something's not working, and I can't figure out what. I hope I've got it fixed this time...

I think I've got it all worked out...

Oh, and I had to change comment "service"s, because I didn't think I'd need to kepp my blogback scripts, but then it turns out that blogback's got bandwidth issues, and has taken the script off the site so that only old users can have the free version, and people willing to donate at least $5 (Unlike me... Hey! I would if I actually had money, 'k?) get a better version.

So, comments will be somewhat different now. It's not the end of the world or anything, though.

Still working...

Oh, and there was this really cute, totally obvioulsy somewhat depressed seater-person guy working at Applebees tonight. Had I not been there with family, I would've said something to him. Even if he was, y'know, kinda older to the point of no-way-in-hell he'd be interested in me, even if he were gay, but not the the point of actuially being not young.

Feh.

New layout. The title's only V 1.5, because it's not a layout solely because I like it, but more because I'm tired of the old one and the new one's still coming along slowly.

Still got some tweaking to do right now. (And I'm pretty sure that if you really like the old layout, you can just go visit the archive page.)