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Anonymously, comment with
- 1 secret.
- 1 critique.
- 1 compliment.
- 1 death threat.
- 1 love note.
- 1 word to describe me.
- lyrics to a song.
- how long we've known each other.
- a hint to who you are.
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I'm having a barbecue this Sunday at 4pm. If you want to come (and please do; I don't want to not have it because two people respond), call me. (914) 576 5944.
...taken from Maddie, because it's so cool. Rules: Write anonymous statements about 10 people on your LJ friendslist and let them guess who they are about. And unlike Maddie, I'm following the rules. ;) All of these people are actually on my friendlist.
1. I'm sorry things had to go sour for awhile between us, but I'm glad we patched them back up.
2. I feel like I've known you for a billion years, but it's been only...not very much time at all. (can't be TOO obvious, after all.) I'm going to miss you SO FRIGGIN MUCH! I love you!
3. When you're not making puns (very rare), you're a very interesting, insightful person to talk to. You can also be so when you are making puns, but I usually can't look at the computer screen, or my brain would explode. :P
4. I really have known you for a billion years, and you're an awesome person. We drifted apart for a couple of years, but I'm glad we're good friends again. If only for another couple weeks or so.
5. You're probably the most affectionate person I know. I wish I could see you more often. You're realllllly easy to talk to, about whatever's on my mind, and I love you for it.
6. I've only met you once, but you're really cool and I like you a lot. 'tis a shame you're going to school up here and I'm going to be all the way over in Michigan.
7. I haven't seen you in far too long. You're an amazing person, you're so bouncy and yet...I don't know, you just give energy to everyone around you.
8. I'm going to miss sitting in the stacks with you period 14 and listening to endless streams of really cool song lyrics pour out of you. ;) And you're going to school in the city, you lucky bastard!
9. I was never really great friends with you, but I wish I had gotten to know you better. You're a fabulous artist. (this one actually is about a few people.)
10. You're very intelligent, but I don't think high school is the right environment for you. Make it through, and I think you'll have a really great time in college. And no offense, but do try to diversify your conversations a bit.
Just found out that on the the day after I left my Michigan orientation, They Might Be Giants played at the Ann Arbor Summer Festival. I would be exceptionally upset were I not seeing them on Friday. (Yes, I'm excited about this!!) (Katie, I need to talk to you about transportation on Friday.) (Any CTYers who are reading this and going to the concert on Friday, are we meeting somewhere? IM me.) (This entry is over now. :D)
Who are the idiots that anonymously attack people on LJ, anyway? Do they get some kind of bizarre satisfaction out of it? "Nyah nyah, I know who you are, but you don't know who I am!" I've gotten two attacks on my journal within the past week, and somebody actually posted an attack on me in Jake's journal. And then I just read Sharon's latest post and somebody posted an attack on her. Get with it, guys: insulting anonymous posts don't prove anything except that the poster is too cowardly to confront you in person.
And just because I want to see if these guys understand irony, I'm going to leave this post public. Have fun, assholes.
I seem to have been donated a Gmail account. :D I think I get to invite three more people, although I haven't found how I do such yet. Assuming this is true, I'm going to copy Reuven and have a contest.
By any means you wish, convince me that I should invite you to have a Gmail account.
(I'm not actually sure how many people on my friendlist still don't have accounts but want them, so this could be rather boring. Oh well.)
Post anything that you want, and post it anonymously. anything; a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, your opinion about me -- anything. be sure to post anonymously and honestly. then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say.
Mom: No school tomorrow.
Me: You mean...we don't have to go to school?
Mom: No, we figured that since you're getting back so late, you can take a day off. You can spare a day, can't you?
Me: Uh, yeah!
Yeah, my parents rock. So no school today. Not sure what I'll do yet, maybe I'll do some of my final math project (or maybe I'll just do that over Memorial Day weekend). Maybe I'll just relax and laugh at all the people in school. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Peace.
You really don't want to see Van Helsing. Trust me. It's an overhyped clichéd piece of trash. The movie is 80% action -- and not even good action at that; it's mostly action where the camera moves so fast you can't see what's happening. They have swords...but there's no swordfighting. They have knives...but they're never used. In one scene, Anna (Kate Beckinsale's character) tucks about fifteen knives and four swords into various places on her costume, and NEVER USES THEM. Later in the movie, she's confronted by one of the vampires, and what does she do? She grabs a torch. While she's still loaded with knives. Huh?
And Van Helsing (the character) sucks. He's not a very good fighter (he has cool spinning knife-things, but he only uses them twice), his weapons aren't realistic (ok, he has a cool antique repeating crossbow, but the string never moves!), and his lines are terrible. Not that the lines are Hugh Jackman's fault. But for crying out loud, the best actor in the movie was Frankenstein's Monster. That's not good. Dracula and his ponytail were pretty cool, but his lines are also really bad, and all he does is walk up the walls of his castle (not much respect for physics in this movie) and fly around a bit.
And while we're on physics, Hugh Jackman somehow gets hangtime while jumping between horses. The wires are painfully obvious. And werewolves don't pay attention to the laws of physics, either.
And what's Mr. Hyde doing in this movie?! It's like the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen all over again...ok, Van Helsing wasn't as bad, but it was getting there. And by the end of the movie, we still have no idea who Van Helsing is. All we know is ( spoilers.Collapse )
Don't waste your money; the best scenes were in the trailer.
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Funniest thing ever.
I'm home early 'cause I had a "cancelled" class (read: I cut physics and walked home). Walking past the twin lakes I saw a pair of geese and some chicks! Six of them, they were really cute. I think the geese saw me and got scared, because they decided to herd the chicks back into the lake.
Then when I got home I saw an envelope from "Liberty University" so I decided to open it just to see what they wanted. First thing I see is that they're holding a completely random drawing for a full year of tuition and a car if you send a card back to them. Random scholarships? Can't be good. Then I look down a bit further and I see the line "join us for the glory of Christ!" Uh oh. Then I look down even further and I see the line "Sincerely, Chancellor Jerry Falwell." AAAHHHHH! EEEEEEEVIL! I folded the letter up as fast as I could and dumped it in the garbage. I didn't even know Falwell ran a "university."
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So first I have Sophie's Bat Mitzvah in the morning. Get there around 10:30, while my sis is NYSSMAing, and proceed to sing most of the service from memory, and muddle around in the Chumash for a bit trying to rationalize with myself why God killed Nadab and Abihu. Condensed form: Aaron's sons, who were priests, burned "strange fire" (so the Hebrew has it) in an unordained offering to God, so he killed them. Seems to me God should be happy people are trying to make offerings to him. Related story from this week's Haftorah: The Ark was being taken from one place to another (don't remember the places), and the wagon carrying it started to tip. So Uzza reached out to steady the Ark - and was struck dead by God for trying to touch the Ark. Seems odd to me, he was only trying to protect it and he was killed? Maybe Ferret can clarify?
So that was my morning. Interesting religionistic stuff. Then afternoon rolled by, I played some Heroes, had dinner and went to see The Ladykillers with Jake. Let me tell you: Tom Hanks is a god. This movie was so amazingly funny, and you should all go see it. The interaction between Tom Hanks, Marlon Wayans, and the old lady is the greatest thing ever. "We must have waffles! We must all have waffles forthwith! We must think, and have waffles, and think!" And go see the movie!
So now the oboe teacher at U of Washington in Seattle wants me to go there. And Eastman still hasn't sent their damn letter! So I'm all non-committal-like, which is driving my parents up the bloody wall. So:
Rochester, and possibly Eastman?
U of Washington?
Which one is it going to be?
Check out the new layout! Done by her Margotness herself. It's supposed to be a picture of Theoden and Gandalf, but the Generator kinda covers it up. I'm probably going to mess around with it so you can see more of the picture, it's cool.
Yup, I'm sick. Stomachache, yucky stuff. Hopefully it's just something I ate, not a virus, 'cause I don't really want to be out the whole week. Yeah. Back to Comedy Central, Ben Stiller's on Conan. :)
I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want, i'll answer. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this and post it.
So my parents are out until tomorrow afternoon...too bad I can't sneak over to the airport and fly back home. Today was mostly book-shopping; picked up Starship Troopers and The Cat Who Walks Through Walls (I seem to be on a bit of a Heinlein binge lately, and I need my copy of Stranger in a Strange Land back! Damn you, Brooke...). And I found a little something special for someone's birthday which happens to come up at the end of April. Don't know who that could be...but I think whoever it is is gonna like the present.
And I practiced hacky-sack just now, and I kind of got the Joker down, and I'm working on that damned outside stall. It doesn't like me.
And we're having dinner tomorrow night with my irritating cousins. Why can't my friends be here? Or me be there?
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Didn't get into Yale. But that's okie, 'cause I wasn't really expecting to. McGill, however, I was expecting the letter from today, and IT DIDN'T COME! Boofor. Now I might have to wait until after vacation to get it, which would not make Noah a happy camper. But I did get into Michigan, so being rejected from McGill wouldn't kill me.
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