I'm going to be Petra Andalee for Halloween. Or my version of it, I guess (of both Petra and Halloween). I usually spend Halloween nights watching a movie (that has almost nothing to do with the holiday), but this year, I'll have to amend that plan. Darn holiday on a sunday! They should fix the date of Halloween on, like, the last Friday or Saturday of October. I think I'd prefer Saturday, because Saturdays are just good days to celebrate things. And because the letter S makes me think of Spooky, Scary, and Sinister things (alliteration FTW!).
Speaking of rules of poetry: my English teacher is a HUGE fan of Walt Whitman, and is a great supporter of the thought that people should yawp barbarically now and then. If you don't know what or how to produce your "barbaric yawp" (a term Whitman actually came up with, in his "Song of Myself", Leaves of Grass, #52), then please refer to the following guide:
1. Make yourself stand out, either by standing on a chair, waving your arms around, or just staring creepily at someone.
2. Take a deep breath (recommended, but not required).
3. Yell/proclaim/sound out the word "YYYYAAAAWWWWWWWWWP!", with emphasis on making a gutteral sort of sound and the "AW" syllable of the word.
4. Yes, you have to say "YAWP".
5. Well, technically there's another way to yawp barbarically--you can just express yourself creatively, either through a painting, a story, a song, or anything else that is a representation of a part of yourself.
And there you go! This could work for a "trick" on Halloween if the people don't give you candy. Much more environmentally friendly than TPing or forking or egging someone's house. My English teacher actually had us line up around the windows of the classroom next to us and YAWP into the room. The kids in the room stared at us like we'd grown two heads each. We exited quickly.
Speaking of Hallo-school things: My chemistry teacher decided to introduce us to a bunch of really awful chemistry puns, such as:
"What do you call a prisoner in a funny clown costume?" A SILICON (silly con, get it?)
"Everything but the kitchen...." ZINC (you should know this one)
"What do they do with dead people?" They BARIUM (ahahahaha)
etc.
Back to Petra Andalee! All I really need is her checkered coat, for which I'm using a long checkered zip-up collared shirt-jacket-thing. And then her high-waisted pants, a black belt, black fake leather shoes, and a white button-down collared shirt. Voila! What are you dressing up as?
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
I need more sleep
Hello again, after a month-long hiatus! It felt terrible to just leave the last post as a tagging one, and so here comes this post, after 30+ days!
School has been very...school-y. Homecoming week's come and gone (what kind of a theme is "Defying Gravity"?), with no particular regrets or disappointments, mainly because I did not participate in the crowded, bad-music filled gym that constituted the HC dance (although I did miss a live concert with Beethoven's Emperor Concerto, :-( but at least I have it on CD). An advanced class that I heard horror stories about in previous grades actually isn't so bad, and I really need to get working on my time management skills!
The afternoon bus that I ride has become completely populated by middle schoolers. They all either sit in a big cluster (ahahaah Statistics vocab ahahahaha okay school is getting to me) in the middle or back of the bus and spend the entire ride TALKING about things that they don't really understand, like why violins are so expensive. (MS-ers: "It's just a stick of wood and some hair!" Me, in my head: "NO IT'S NOT IT IS A VERY SOPHISTICATED BOWING INSTRUMENT AND I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU MAKE AN ENTIRE VIOLIN BY HAND!!!") But that's what everyone does--they talk about things they don't really understand, just so that they can maybe understand it a little better, or to find someone else who shares their opinion.
I have discovered that I love physics! As much as I can love something that I don't really understand. Yet. Even thought I'm not taking it as a class, I've checked out a book entitled "Basic Physics" (boy, you don't get any more obvious than that, eh?) from the library and am going to use it as the aloe to satisfy my burning need to understand HOW THE WORLD OPERATES. Can't wait for physics! And chemistry (the class I'm actually taking) is a blast, even though we aren't really told why anything happens. Yet. I hope.
School has been very...school-y. Homecoming week's come and gone (what kind of a theme is "Defying Gravity"?), with no particular regrets or disappointments, mainly because I did not participate in the crowded, bad-music filled gym that constituted the HC dance (although I did miss a live concert with Beethoven's Emperor Concerto, :-( but at least I have it on CD). An advanced class that I heard horror stories about in previous grades actually isn't so bad, and I really need to get working on my time management skills!
The afternoon bus that I ride has become completely populated by middle schoolers. They all either sit in a big cluster (ahahaah Statistics vocab ahahahaha okay school is getting to me) in the middle or back of the bus and spend the entire ride TALKING about things that they don't really understand, like why violins are so expensive. (MS-ers: "It's just a stick of wood and some hair!" Me, in my head: "NO IT'S NOT IT IS A VERY SOPHISTICATED BOWING INSTRUMENT AND I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU MAKE AN ENTIRE VIOLIN BY HAND!!!") But that's what everyone does--they talk about things they don't really understand, just so that they can maybe understand it a little better, or to find someone else who shares their opinion.
I have discovered that I love physics! As much as I can love something that I don't really understand. Yet. Even thought I'm not taking it as a class, I've checked out a book entitled "Basic Physics" (boy, you don't get any more obvious than that, eh?) from the library and am going to use it as the aloe to satisfy my burning need to understand HOW THE WORLD OPERATES. Can't wait for physics! And chemistry (the class I'm actually taking) is a blast, even though we aren't really told why anything happens. Yet. I hope.
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