The Happiest Moment of My Life

Meteor Garden 25.2

LOVE LOVE LOVE

METEOR GARDEN

DMS and LEI and MEIZUO!!! (Ben Chu isn't that bad i guess)

Wo Ai NI Daoming Si!!!

Meteor Garden 25.3

Let Me Grow On You

And you, you're pretty as a picture, and I don't even know your name,

But I sure would like to meet you... why don't you see the show again?

- Barry Manilow, See the Show Again

I always feel really cool when I've touched someone's life. That makes me pretty happy, when I can turn your world around a little bit. A certain friend of mine has recently mentioned that while I am probably one of the most annoyingly happy people in the world, I grow on people. I laughed at that one. This same friend has also wondered at my popularity status and why everyone knows my name. I didn't even try to explain that one. The best I can say is that I try to be genuine in all things. I never realized how uncommon that was until recently, after people kept coming up to me and saying "You're so honest! I love that about you." And I really wonder about everyone else. Oh, this post is going nowhere. What I really want to say is that I appreciate the appreciation.

I also want to say that I really enjoy doing what I do. I keep hearing from people that I'm sort of like one of those supreme forces of good in the world. I try to take that perception to heart, particularly on those days when I feel more like the Devil's mistress. I want to do good in your life. Yes you, closeted blog reader. So if you haven't been open to me before this, please take the time to open your heart. Too cliche? Yup. You know me, I rock all sorts of weird things. And if you know a way that I could be doing good in your life, can you please tell me? Granted, I'm not a fairy godmother. Hell, I'm human, but I just want to do good. No joke. Please don't take this as me being kind of stuck-up and giving myself license to tamper with others. You might do so anyway, but I just sincerely want to help you. That's why I do a lot of the things that I do at school. They're not ego trips or ways for me to sound really cool to colleges. They're ways for me to connect to people who I respect, admire, or would just like to be happy.

Please also realize that I am not only this one side. There are so many sides of my personality that never really are seen by other people. Many people don't believe that I have a serious side. This is false. I do. But I do everything with a smile, and everything I am serious about is about joy. I seriously am committed to making others happy. I am seriously committed to music. I am seriously committed to my friends. This includes all the weird acquaintances I tend to crop up with. I am seriously committed to life. I am seriously committed to love. I am seriously committed to loving life.

I hope that everyone else is too.

You be my princess, I'll be your toad

Video Magic: Thank you Nikki for finding the love song that pertains to the nerd/child in me. Although when I listen to the words without knowing the context, it's extremely suggestive. Just the way an English teacher would like it.

Oh life. HA HA HAAA>

 For my own procrastination/studying/amusement. Sudden realization, btw,  blogger cannot tell time.  

Say "hey there" to some good old fashioned Atlantic World History. Hurrah.

Since I can't seem to go any more below the table, the translations for the last part: 

* the natives love us. And are happy to see us. Yep.

** the Indians? Ha, we will kill them if they don’t convert. NVM. We’ll kill them for nothing too!

*** o no. the Indians. A problem. Besides, all we want is their land

**** we’re pretty annoying. Yay England.

***** hmm, we don’t deal with those usually unless they are giving us their land. Always nice.

	France	Spain	Portugal	England	Holland
Goals	Trade w/ Indians for furs	Make money as quickly as possible?	Make money using industriagriculture. Yay sugar and café.	Settle.	Make maps.
Rights	*cough*	cough	* cough*	* cough*	they can take over the world if they want.
Home Gov’t	Successive monarchy-prove thyself	Monarchy recently reconquista’d from los Moros	Um bom governo, tenho a certeza.	Depends. There wast a war of Roses. There are kings.	Democratic government- how that happened no one will ever know.
Gestures	Huge processions	The requerimientoTake it or DIE!	Not many.	????	NO.
Natives	les indigènes nous aiment. et sommes heureux de nous voir*	los indios? Je, los mataremos si no convertían. NVM. ¡Los mataremos para nada también!**	o no. os índios. Um problema. além disso, todos nós queremos é sua terra***	we’re a freaking city on a hill. We’re going to take their land and they’re going to like it. Or we’re going to ignore the problem****	hmm, we gaan niet in op de gebruikelijke, tenzij ze geven ons hun land. altijd leuk.*****

Updates on Life

I seem to be a little more alive than I thought I would be at this time! YAY ENGLISH! I thought I was going to die last week. After talking to all my favorite administrative peeps and educators, I thought my head would explode. It is fortunate that it has not. I wish I could say my life was more exciting than this. It is not. I babysat my cousin and made 20 bucks! The family that pays together stays together, I'd say. I am glad. I have managed to successfully not finish nearly every assignment due. That's bloody fantastic. 

I have fun plans for the vacay (eww I hate that word). 

They are:

1. Call friends and pester other friends via illegal methods *wink*

2. Visit my father. Yay parents. Yay Antebellum South.

3. Attempt to plan the UMOJA dance. (thankfully not a one person job)

4. Play piano. For once.

5. Write a song. It's really been a while, and my skills might be a lil rusty.

6. Discover all my friends' birthdays and place this on a calendar. It gets really hard to keep track after a while, ya know?

7. Get fitted for this dress for my Sweet Sixteen. Whoop Whoop. YAY dressup. 

8. Eat a lot.

9. Try not to go to bed at 2 because I know I can wake up at 11.

10. Write poems

12. Send weird emails to my motley crew at Big B.

13. Eat vegetarian-ly, except when I visit other people.

YAY. Finalizing things is fun. Well, tomorrow I have my work cut out for me. Lisa would agree at this situation what with the shitload of stuff we have to do tomorrow... yay school. 

Love to Live.

Weird Thanksgiving Cravings

First off, happy thanksgiving everybody yay!

Second off: I am meeting with Renate for the issues of the Beaver. Yayness. The Beaver hasn't died or anything, but random typos kind of appear, and Renate's freaking out. I'm using this as an excuse to see her over the break. Also, it couldn't hurt to have her look it over again before Monday. More time to digest it and what not.

Third off: I had this weird spinach craving this morning. Thanksgiving is going differently than usual. For the first time in my life, my grandma has not been here for Thanksgiving. Rest assured, she is well and good, but she went to visit my uncle and his newly created family in Maryland. Good for her, bad for me... No turkey, no rice, no stuffing, no nothing. Which means it's time for crash course in cooking 101. I can only make chicken and rice, so be forewarned. Also, I can make spinach. Which I ate. For breakfast? Strange life I live.

Up there? That is my satisfying my spinach craving for the general populace. 

Also shitty shit I have to send out invitations and also redo my english essay, which Jee did not make clear what the topic was, and then he gets mad that I didn't interpret it the way he wanted me to. Fucky fuck is more like it now. 

Friendly Friendness

I am having a birthday party. I have invited teachers to said party. Everyone is convinced this is sketchy. I am not. I'm convinced that this can be a totally  normal thing to do. In my family it is customary for someone who was important to your education to be invited to your events, because they are essentially your family. This might be in part because most members of my family have been teachers at some point of their lives. My mother is currently teaching with the Board of Edumacation. YAY TEACHERS. 

Anyway, I figure that inviting the Holy Trinity isn't too bad. They've been pretty important this year in my development as a person. Mother and Slyfox because literally I eat breathe and sleep Beaver.  And how could you have  the two with the third'Twould be amusing. Lisa would literally have a heart attack the day that happened. 

Part of the reason I invited the three of them is  because I LOVE them. Another part is they're all very private people who wouldn't go around talking about the party. 

And the other reason is because those were the only three teachers I would be willing to pay to see in my photo albums some day. I really don't care about other teachers that much, truth be told, though I love talking to them. But as I told  ERobs, Mother is the one I have to have. (Not in a sketchy way though, just in a possessive she-should-be-my-mother way). 

Anyway, Slyfox asked me discreetly yesterday if any other teachers were coming, and it was rather funny because she was like "well we knew that the others [in the Trinity] were invited, but we didn't know if you invited like 5 other teachers." This amused me greatly. What kind of crazy person do they think I am? If I invited almost 10 teachers, it wouldn't be as important that they were invited, and also it would be EXTREMELY strange because they would gossip about it, and certainly tell their students, and by that point, everyone would know that my Sweet Sixteen happened and who was there. I just didn't want to go through that drama, and at first I really just didn't think of other people. It was Mother in the first place, then Slyfox, because while I love Mother more, I also love Slyfox pretty muchly. In general would bring me/Lisa joy and would also be so cute to them at my party at one table being REALLY cute. 

So that's my rant about the party. It will be extremely exciting/fun/hilarious. All I have to do now is get a dress and plan the whole damn thing. Shit.