So, obviously, as our many thousands of loyal readers out there have probably noticed, our blog has come to a standstill. Not only our blog, but our efforts to complete the book's tasks as well. Brittany and I discussed it last night (after we both were kind of avoiding the subject) and we both felt that it started to become more of a chore than a fun thing to do. We would read the task and just be like, "Ughhhh...how am I ever going to do that??" or try to figure out when we would even have time to do it...it just wasn't fun anymore. It was just something that we felt like we had to do, you know? Plus, I really started half-butting it (okay, I'll just say it, half-assing) and not taking it seriously.
To put it simply, our senior year, I'm pretty sure, is quite busy and crazy enough without having to stick shower heads up our butts (yes, that was one of last weeks tasks as Brittany alerted me. No, we did not do it.) or eat furniture. It was definitely fun while it lasted though.
Some of the tasks really are awesome though, and whenever I do have free time (which will probably only happen after graduation) I probably will flip through the book and do a random task. And I will blog about it, for old times sake. So check back periodically readers, if you even exist!
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
Day 85 and 86
Day 85: Release a Red Balloon
I didn't have a red balloon. Or any balloon at all.
Day 86: Wrong Side of the Tracks
We were supposed to go someplace that kind of scared us or somewhere that we normally didn't go. I hate going outside at night, especially in my backyard, by myself. It just scares the crap out of me. So I waited until night, got this industrial sized flashlight, and ventured into my backyard. Well, actually the side of my house which connects to the back yard. I was such a freaking wimp that I ended up just imagining all these impossible things popping out of the bushes and darkness at me, and I just ran for it and didn't go back.
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Now playing: Carol Woods & Timothy T. Mitchum - Let It Be
I didn't have a red balloon. Or any balloon at all.
Day 86: Wrong Side of the Tracks
We were supposed to go someplace that kind of scared us or somewhere that we normally didn't go. I hate going outside at night, especially in my backyard, by myself. It just scares the crap out of me. So I waited until night, got this industrial sized flashlight, and ventured into my backyard. Well, actually the side of my house which connects to the back yard. I was such a freaking wimp that I ended up just imagining all these impossible things popping out of the bushes and darkness at me, and I just ran for it and didn't go back.
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Now playing: Carol Woods & Timothy T. Mitchum - Let It Be
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Days 79-84 and Birthday
Ugh. This is the most freaking annoying thing ever. My keyboard goes at the rate of abut 1 mph while my fingers are going like 65 gwam (I think that's what it is measured in) so it's lagging REALLY bad and I will finish typing and have to wait for about 5 seconds to see all my words slowly pop up...then go back and fix typos. I hate it. So, the point is, my entries might be kind of short and choppy because of my typing problem.
Day 79: Become an Expert on Today
We were supposed to read the entire newspaper front and back to know everything about that day that there was possible. Then we would be an expert on that day. I didn't read the newspaper, I read the BBC online, but to be honest, I don't remember a single thing from it. Ugh.
Day 80: Start to Eat a Piece of Furniture
This day Brittany came into town and surprised me for my 18th birthday! It was awesome. And the first time we had actually done a task together. The task was to start eating a piece of furniture, by shaving off a little of it everyday, so that in 20 years you would have totally digested the entire thing. We decided that eating a piece of furniture in my house would be a bad idea, because, it just would. So, we went out to the garage and picked up saw dust (more like saw flecks and pieces and shards) and eat them on cheese and crackers. We couldn't taste them, but I could definitely feel the, and I got a piece stuck in my tooth and it was weird. At least we had a little fiber in our diet.
Day 81: Celebrate Nature
We were supposed to celebrate nature by luring a fly onto the page in the book and swatting it in a designated square. But Brittany alerted me that it is not fly season, so it was impossible to even find a fly. Instead we saw Across the Universe (third time for me) and then went to the fair. It was an awesome day.
Day 82: Lotus
This was my birthday, and I had a WONDERFUL day. Really, it was probably one of my favorite birthdays ever. It included eating at one of my favorite restaurants, getting my cartilage pierced, being with the awesomest friends of all time, meeting a racist bonsai-plant man, and buying my first lottery tickets. But anyways, the task for this day was to sit in the lotus position for 30 minutes and just meditate. Brittany and I modified this task a little by shortening our sitting time to 15 minutes because we figured that since we were both doing it together at the same time, it could be counted as 30 minutes if we were added together. So, we sat amidst the messiness of my room, with some relaxing Sigur Ros playing, and mood lighting, and we "meditated" for 15 minutes. It was really relaxing, and I kind of fell halfway asleep but I was still awake because I was aware that I was sitting and everything. My back got REALLY sore though. It just shows how weak my back muscles are because I never sit up straight. But it was really nice though. I think if I did that for just 15 minutes everyday I would be so much more relaxed in general.
Day 83: Call Someone Across the Ocean
We were supposed to call someone across the ocean and wake them up. Although I do know someone across the ocean, Ditte (my Danish exchange student), I really did not feel like waking her up, or spending $50 dollars per minute or however much it is to call internationally.
Day 84: Apple Core
Today we were supposed (I start every task off with that same phrase) to throw away an apple core in a park and mark the spot and come back in 20 years to see our apple tree. To save my gas money and the environment, I chucked the apple core into this abandoned part of my mom's garden. And I didn't eat the apple either...I just cut it because I really don't like plain apples. They make my throat feel weird. So hopefully if a squirrel or dog or something doesn't get it...we'll have an apple tree there in 20 years!
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Now playing: Lily Allen - Smile
via FoxyTunes
Day 79: Become an Expert on Today
We were supposed to read the entire newspaper front and back to know everything about that day that there was possible. Then we would be an expert on that day. I didn't read the newspaper, I read the BBC online, but to be honest, I don't remember a single thing from it. Ugh.
Day 80: Start to Eat a Piece of Furniture
This day Brittany came into town and surprised me for my 18th birthday! It was awesome. And the first time we had actually done a task together. The task was to start eating a piece of furniture, by shaving off a little of it everyday, so that in 20 years you would have totally digested the entire thing. We decided that eating a piece of furniture in my house would be a bad idea, because, it just would. So, we went out to the garage and picked up saw dust (more like saw flecks and pieces and shards) and eat them on cheese and crackers. We couldn't taste them, but I could definitely feel the, and I got a piece stuck in my tooth and it was weird. At least we had a little fiber in our diet.
Day 81: Celebrate Nature
We were supposed to celebrate nature by luring a fly onto the page in the book and swatting it in a designated square. But Brittany alerted me that it is not fly season, so it was impossible to even find a fly. Instead we saw Across the Universe (third time for me) and then went to the fair. It was an awesome day.
Day 82: Lotus
This was my birthday, and I had a WONDERFUL day. Really, it was probably one of my favorite birthdays ever. It included eating at one of my favorite restaurants, getting my cartilage pierced, being with the awesomest friends of all time, meeting a racist bonsai-plant man, and buying my first lottery tickets. But anyways, the task for this day was to sit in the lotus position for 30 minutes and just meditate. Brittany and I modified this task a little by shortening our sitting time to 15 minutes because we figured that since we were both doing it together at the same time, it could be counted as 30 minutes if we were added together. So, we sat amidst the messiness of my room, with some relaxing Sigur Ros playing, and mood lighting, and we "meditated" for 15 minutes. It was really relaxing, and I kind of fell halfway asleep but I was still awake because I was aware that I was sitting and everything. My back got REALLY sore though. It just shows how weak my back muscles are because I never sit up straight. But it was really nice though. I think if I did that for just 15 minutes everyday I would be so much more relaxed in general.
Day 83: Call Someone Across the Ocean
We were supposed to call someone across the ocean and wake them up. Although I do know someone across the ocean, Ditte (my Danish exchange student), I really did not feel like waking her up, or spending $50 dollars per minute or however much it is to call internationally.
Day 84: Apple Core
Today we were supposed (I start every task off with that same phrase) to throw away an apple core in a park and mark the spot and come back in 20 years to see our apple tree. To save my gas money and the environment, I chucked the apple core into this abandoned part of my mom's garden. And I didn't eat the apple either...I just cut it because I really don't like plain apples. They make my throat feel weird. So hopefully if a squirrel or dog or something doesn't get it...we'll have an apple tree there in 20 years!
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Now playing: Lily Allen - Smile
via FoxyTunes
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Day 79: News
We were supposed to watch the news to become an expert on today and answer all these questions that were pretty much impossible to know the answers to. I am watching the news as I type this. So far there is a water crisis, a drugs from foreign countries problem, and some girl won an umbrella. Yay, news here is SO exciting!!!
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Day 78: Politically Correct
How politically correct is my group of friends? Well, living in a small, predominantly white town hurts this a lot. But here goes:
Caucasian friend? Check.
Hispanic/Latino friend? Not one that I hang out with, but there's a boy that I talked to everyday last year in Spanish that I still hug in the hall sometimes. I'm counting him.
Japanese friend? Nope. We may have ONE Japanese kid at our school. Maybe.
Chinese friend? Again, no. See above.
African American friend? Well, same deal as the Hispanic friend. Same spanish class, actually. I wish he was actually my hang out kind of friend though because he is soooo funny and laid back. I like him a lot. Oh, I actually just thought of one! I do have a black friend, we talk online a lot, hooray, finally one off this list!
Native American friend? nope..
Pacific Islander friend? YES! finally one. Tracy, one of my closest friends here, is part Filipino, part Hawaiian, and then part everything else, she knows the list and the percents which is ridiculous.
Indian/Pakistani friend? no, not one.
Other Asian friend? no, I already said there are none here.
My group of friends isnt very diverse. Luckily I havent lived here my whole life, so I dont live in the bubble of this small town. If I could I really would be friends with people of other races, I have in the past, but I just dont have that option here!
Betty is supposedly posting right now, so I'm super excited!
Caucasian friend? Check.
Hispanic/Latino friend? Not one that I hang out with, but there's a boy that I talked to everyday last year in Spanish that I still hug in the hall sometimes. I'm counting him.
Japanese friend? Nope. We may have ONE Japanese kid at our school. Maybe.
Chinese friend? Again, no. See above.
African American friend? Well, same deal as the Hispanic friend. Same spanish class, actually. I wish he was actually my hang out kind of friend though because he is soooo funny and laid back. I like him a lot. Oh, I actually just thought of one! I do have a black friend, we talk online a lot, hooray, finally one off this list!
Native American friend? nope..
Pacific Islander friend? YES! finally one. Tracy, one of my closest friends here, is part Filipino, part Hawaiian, and then part everything else, she knows the list and the percents which is ridiculous.
Indian/Pakistani friend? no, not one.
Other Asian friend? no, I already said there are none here.
My group of friends isnt very diverse. Luckily I havent lived here my whole life, so I dont live in the bubble of this small town. If I could I really would be friends with people of other races, I have in the past, but I just dont have that option here!
Betty is supposedly posting right now, so I'm super excited!
Day 78: Politically Correct
Today we had to figure how just how politically correct our friends were. When I think of being politically correct however, I think of using correct terms for things and not being disrespectful to other races/genders/cultures, all of that stuff. But apparently the book is talking about how diverse your group of friends is.
For the most part, my friends are Caucasian. Or white. Whatever you want to call it. But I do have a lot of black friends; one of my closest guy friends is black and Jehova's Witness like I mentioned before. I don't have any Hispanic friends. I have a lot of Asian friends though, and from all different parts of Asia. Taiwan, Korea, China, Philippines, and I kind of used to have a Japanese friend...but apparently not anymore. I do have one friend who is half Middle Eastern, but it's not like we hang out or anything so I wouldn't consider him in my "circle" of friends. I recently made a lot of new Danish friends because Danish exchange students came and stayed over here for 10 days and I hosted one. It was awesome. I went and applied for my passport today so that I can go to Denmark in the spring! I'm so excited. Anyways, I would say I have a pretty diverse group of friends. I guess it could be a little better...I don't have any Hispanic friends or Indian or Native American. But I definitely haven't limited myself to just one race. I'm actually proud of my "circle" of friends.
More updates to come later.
For the most part, my friends are Caucasian. Or white. Whatever you want to call it. But I do have a lot of black friends; one of my closest guy friends is black and Jehova's Witness like I mentioned before. I don't have any Hispanic friends. I have a lot of Asian friends though, and from all different parts of Asia. Taiwan, Korea, China, Philippines, and I kind of used to have a Japanese friend...but apparently not anymore. I do have one friend who is half Middle Eastern, but it's not like we hang out or anything so I wouldn't consider him in my "circle" of friends. I recently made a lot of new Danish friends because Danish exchange students came and stayed over here for 10 days and I hosted one. It was awesome. I went and applied for my passport today so that I can go to Denmark in the spring! I'm so excited. Anyways, I would say I have a pretty diverse group of friends. I guess it could be a little better...I don't have any Hispanic friends or Indian or Native American. But I definitely haven't limited myself to just one race. I'm actually proud of my "circle" of friends.
More updates to come later.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Day 77: Personal Logo
Exciting news: yesterday was our 100th post! technically we should have like 154... but whatever!
so today we had to design a logo with our initials, and did the one that I used to draw all the time back in middle school, except with my initials stuck in. Basically it's the triangles on the line with dots where the triangles arent. It's not particularly cool, but i was obsessed with drawing it for a while.So here it is:
so today we had to design a logo with our initials, and did the one that I used to draw all the time back in middle school, except with my initials stuck in. Basically it's the triangles on the line with dots where the triangles arent. It's not particularly cool, but i was obsessed with drawing it for a while.So here it is:
Monday, October 29, 2007
Day 76: Small Shoes
Today we had to wear shoes a size too small to enjoy the feeling of taking them off at the end of the day. I dont have a pair that are a size too small, but I do have some that are so uncomfortable that I've only worn them once. They're red flats that have a really, really pointed toe. Just putting them on this morning made me cringe, I could feel them pressing into my feet in at least three different places. But surprisingly, they weren't that bad. In fact, they didnt bother me very much at all. But I took them off to try on swimsuits for swim team and WOW. As I pulled my foot out, my toes spread back out, and they almost hurt it felt so good. I stood up on my foot and it spread even further back to normal, and it was very nice. Putting them back on was harder than it was in the morning, even though they werent all that painful.
ps- Im not going to say that I gave last week the best effort, but I did try. and as you can tell, it didnt happen. I plan on using the days I didnt do as substitutes for impossible days later on. Sorry if this is a cop out, but the plan was overwhelming and if I tried to do three things a day this week that would be impossible. So, moving on!
ps- Im not going to say that I gave last week the best effort, but I did try. and as you can tell, it didnt happen. I plan on using the days I didnt do as substitutes for impossible days later on. Sorry if this is a cop out, but the plan was overwhelming and if I tried to do three things a day this week that would be impossible. So, moving on!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Day 70 and 71
Day 70: Psychopath
We had to take a test in the book to find out if we are possibly psychopaths. Out of all the characteristics that are those of a psychopath supposedly, I think I really only have a few. Those include pathological lying (okay, so, I'm not exactly a pathological liar, but, I do sometimes kind of either exagerate on things...for example, and Brittany, only you will know what this is, but my excuse to "Zeke" for having to leave our "outing" early), poor behavioral control (I have terrible time management skills and procrastination problems), and...that's actually it I guess. So only 2 characteristics out of 20. That makes me hardly a psychopath at all...so that makes me feel better I guess.
Oh wait, I just realized I was supposed to go through each trait and rate it from 0-4, and then add up my score. Great. One second...let me do that. So I only have 5 points out of a possible 80. But the books says that if you get anything over 40, you should render yourself to the police immediately.
Day 71: More of the World
Today we were supposed to "take our bus or train stop too far, then walk and discover everything you would normally miss." I don't exactly walk anywhere besides at school (which is kind of sad...I have a Danish exchange student living with me right now and she told me how in Denmark they walk or ride their bike pretty much everywhere, and I think that would be so cool if cities in the US were more bike accessible and people actually would do that) so I decided to go out of my way at school. Today I went through the science building at school to get to one of my classes, and this was REALLY out of my way because the science building is no where near any of my classes and I actually hate that building because it reminds me of my chemistry class which was one of my least favorite classes of my life. Anyways, I went through there just to see people I wouldn't normally see in the halls, and just check the building out since I haven't been there in so long. Well, while journeying through the building, I came across something bery interesting. This year at my school, we now have a padded room. Yes, a padded room for a boy who has anger management problems and will periodically start banging his head on the wall and flailing around...so they built the padded wall room just for him. They lock him in there and wait for him to calm down. Isn't that the weirdest thing ever? Why in the heck did they build that just for him when he could be homeschooled or go to a different school. It was just crazy and a little creepy because it looked like something in an insane asylum.
We had to take a test in the book to find out if we are possibly psychopaths. Out of all the characteristics that are those of a psychopath supposedly, I think I really only have a few. Those include pathological lying (okay, so, I'm not exactly a pathological liar, but, I do sometimes kind of either exagerate on things...for example, and Brittany, only you will know what this is, but my excuse to "Zeke" for having to leave our "outing" early), poor behavioral control (I have terrible time management skills and procrastination problems), and...that's actually it I guess. So only 2 characteristics out of 20. That makes me hardly a psychopath at all...so that makes me feel better I guess.
Oh wait, I just realized I was supposed to go through each trait and rate it from 0-4, and then add up my score. Great. One second...let me do that. So I only have 5 points out of a possible 80. But the books says that if you get anything over 40, you should render yourself to the police immediately.
Day 71: More of the World
Today we were supposed to "take our bus or train stop too far, then walk and discover everything you would normally miss." I don't exactly walk anywhere besides at school (which is kind of sad...I have a Danish exchange student living with me right now and she told me how in Denmark they walk or ride their bike pretty much everywhere, and I think that would be so cool if cities in the US were more bike accessible and people actually would do that) so I decided to go out of my way at school. Today I went through the science building at school to get to one of my classes, and this was REALLY out of my way because the science building is no where near any of my classes and I actually hate that building because it reminds me of my chemistry class which was one of my least favorite classes of my life. Anyways, I went through there just to see people I wouldn't normally see in the halls, and just check the building out since I haven't been there in so long. Well, while journeying through the building, I came across something bery interesting. This year at my school, we now have a padded room. Yes, a padded room for a boy who has anger management problems and will periodically start banging his head on the wall and flailing around...so they built the padded wall room just for him. They lock him in there and wait for him to calm down. Isn't that the weirdest thing ever? Why in the heck did they build that just for him when he could be homeschooled or go to a different school. It was just crazy and a little creepy because it looked like something in an insane asylum.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Days 63 and 70
Day 63 was to break a Guinness World Record. I actually posted about this one, saying that I didnt do it and it was too hard, but I found a way! I joined this facebook group that is attempting to break the record for uniting a large number of people in a group. It has supposedly been approved by the people at Guinness and all the participants can get a certificate if we reach the record breaking number of 3 million. As of now there isnt quite a million, but hey! I've done today's task, I think.
Day 70 (today) was to take a "test" in the book to see if you're a psychopath or not. You give yourself 0 points if you dont have the quality they list, 1 if you sometimes do, and 4 if you always do. Supposedly if you get over forty then you should turn yourself over to the police. Luckily, I only got 7 points. I received one point each for the following: tendency to get bored (that is called school), lack of empathy (it's true..), and impulsiveness (I never really act on my impulses, so it's not a big deal. and they're never to do psychopath type things, so no big deal!). I got four points for a lack of realistic long-term plans. Me and half of my senior class, that is.
Day 70 (today) was to take a "test" in the book to see if you're a psychopath or not. You give yourself 0 points if you dont have the quality they list, 1 if you sometimes do, and 4 if you always do. Supposedly if you get over forty then you should turn yourself over to the police. Luckily, I only got 7 points. I received one point each for the following: tendency to get bored (that is called school), lack of empathy (it's true..), and impulsiveness (I never really act on my impulses, so it's not a big deal. and they're never to do psychopath type things, so no big deal!). I got four points for a lack of realistic long-term plans. Me and half of my senior class, that is.
Monday, October 22, 2007
And we're back!
Betty has posted, the strike is over. So to make up for the missed days, I will be working double time started tomorrow. I kinda sorta gave up last.. Tuesday? So that works out perfectly. I'll do this week's tasks as well as the ones I skipped last week. hooray, we'll be back on schedule. Nothing to post today because the strike ended literally two minutes ago.
It feels good to be back :D
(sorry betty I dont mean to make you feel bad at all. It was a good reason to take a break though ;) ) (I hate when that happens.) (and by that I mean the smiley face and the end parentheses....)
It feels good to be back :D
(sorry betty I dont mean to make you feel bad at all. It was a good reason to take a break though ;) ) (I hate when that happens.) (and by that I mean the smiley face and the end parentheses....)
I am a terrible person. (and friend).
The title explains it all. And I'm not even going to give excuses this time.
Now begins the beginning of my long thread of recaps on the tasks that I should have blogged about days and days ago if I was a better person. (and friend).
Okay. Here goes nothing.
Day 48: First Impressions
I was supposed to hand the book to someone and have them write their first impression of me. I had many good opportunities to do that on that particular day because I was selling ads for yearbook but everyone kept turning me down and then I was afraid that it was because I was a bad salesperson or I smelled or something and I really didn't want them to write that down because I was already depressed from hearing "no" all day. So I was a wimp and didn't do it.
Day 49: Citizen's Arrest
We were supposed to do a citizen's arrest. I forgot my book at home that day and didn't go anywhere after shcool so I didn't do it. I suck.
Day 50: Make People Notice You
Somehow we were supposed to make people notice us that day. I stuck a piece of paper on my backpack that said "BIRTHDAY GIRL" on it like someone had stuck it on my backpack and I hadn't noticed it (I disguised my handwriting) and I was expecting random people in the hall to wish me happy birthday, but no one did and I realized it was because it fell off my backpack sometime between first and second period...but I didn't want to write another one because that would have looked stupid.
Day 51: Blind Day
This day we had to pretend to be blind. Obviously this would not work while driving or while at school. So I just did it for a little bit at home with a bandana tied around my eyes, and it was really hard but not as hard as I thought to navigate around my house. I know my house better than I thought. But I ended up having to take it off for homework. It would really suck to be blind.
Day 52: The Meaning of Life
We were supposed to look up the meaning of life. I looked it up on dictionary.com and the first definition was: "the condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally." But I hated that one so I looked it up on urbandictionary.com. My favorite: "what ever you perceive it to be. you can change it." It made me realize that I should quit my job.
Day 53: Return All Your Junkmail
Stupid colleges that I would never go to in a million years now just a received a little taste of their own medicine.
Day 54: Count Your Farts
Sadly, I forgot the number of farts I had. I think it was like 3...I wrote it down somewhere but I lost the post-it note. I'm not a very gaseous person. I'll have to re-do this task.
Day 55: Flip the Perfect Pancake Day
No pancake mix = no perfect pancake. Preparation is something I should think about sometimes...
Day 56: Rock 'n' Roll Day
This day we were supposed to live life like (whoahhhhh...those words are all exactly the same except for one letter) a rock star. I don't remember exactly what I did... I mean, I didn't tease my hair into the 80s rocker-do, or "be great like Elvis, without the tassles" (100 points for whoever can guess what that's from) but I remember that I was thinking about something that day, like if I should say something to a cute boy or something, and I was like, "Wait a minute. I'm a rock star. I can do whatever the freak I want." It was nice.
Day 57: Try Food That Scares You
I really intended on going to the grocery store that day and picking out something utterly disgusting, but....I ate asparagus instead. Which might not seem that daring, but the last time (and only time) I've had it I was like seven, and I gagged. This time I didn't gag (which made me happy because I know I've grown in my tastes) but I still didn't like it. Ew.
Day 58: Decide What Skills to Pass On to Your Family
I decided to pass on my empathy, sense of humor, and conscious. My empathy because I think it has really helped me to understand people and even though it can hinder me in some situations because I over-analyze everything, I really do think it has helped me more than hurt me. I really think about what I do and say before I do it. My sense of humor because it's kind of weird, and if my children have the same sense of humor as me then I can laugh with them at weird things that no one else finds funny. And then my conscious because I really want my kids to have a good head on their shoulders and not just follow to crowd. Non-conformists 4eva.
Okay, now I will update on today's task and get back to you on the rest later because I have midterms to study for.
Day 69: Downsizing Day
Today we were supposed to decide to cut down on our spending. I decided that I should definitely spend less on Port City Java. I got there way too much and even though it is freaking DELICIOUS...it's fattening and expensive.
AHHHH...the end. (for now).
Now begins the beginning of my long thread of recaps on the tasks that I should have blogged about days and days ago if I was a better person. (and friend).
Okay. Here goes nothing.
Day 48: First Impressions
I was supposed to hand the book to someone and have them write their first impression of me. I had many good opportunities to do that on that particular day because I was selling ads for yearbook but everyone kept turning me down and then I was afraid that it was because I was a bad salesperson or I smelled or something and I really didn't want them to write that down because I was already depressed from hearing "no" all day. So I was a wimp and didn't do it.
Day 49: Citizen's Arrest
We were supposed to do a citizen's arrest. I forgot my book at home that day and didn't go anywhere after shcool so I didn't do it. I suck.
Day 50: Make People Notice You
Somehow we were supposed to make people notice us that day. I stuck a piece of paper on my backpack that said "BIRTHDAY GIRL" on it like someone had stuck it on my backpack and I hadn't noticed it (I disguised my handwriting) and I was expecting random people in the hall to wish me happy birthday, but no one did and I realized it was because it fell off my backpack sometime between first and second period...but I didn't want to write another one because that would have looked stupid.
Day 51: Blind Day
This day we had to pretend to be blind. Obviously this would not work while driving or while at school. So I just did it for a little bit at home with a bandana tied around my eyes, and it was really hard but not as hard as I thought to navigate around my house. I know my house better than I thought. But I ended up having to take it off for homework. It would really suck to be blind.
Day 52: The Meaning of Life
We were supposed to look up the meaning of life. I looked it up on dictionary.com and the first definition was: "the condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally." But I hated that one so I looked it up on urbandictionary.com. My favorite: "what ever you perceive it to be. you can change it." It made me realize that I should quit my job.
Day 53: Return All Your Junkmail
Stupid colleges that I would never go to in a million years now just a received a little taste of their own medicine.
Day 54: Count Your Farts
Sadly, I forgot the number of farts I had. I think it was like 3...I wrote it down somewhere but I lost the post-it note. I'm not a very gaseous person. I'll have to re-do this task.
Day 55: Flip the Perfect Pancake Day
No pancake mix = no perfect pancake. Preparation is something I should think about sometimes...
Day 56: Rock 'n' Roll Day
This day we were supposed to live life like (whoahhhhh...those words are all exactly the same except for one letter) a rock star. I don't remember exactly what I did... I mean, I didn't tease my hair into the 80s rocker-do, or "be great like Elvis, without the tassles" (100 points for whoever can guess what that's from) but I remember that I was thinking about something that day, like if I should say something to a cute boy or something, and I was like, "Wait a minute. I'm a rock star. I can do whatever the freak I want." It was nice.
Day 57: Try Food That Scares You
I really intended on going to the grocery store that day and picking out something utterly disgusting, but....I ate asparagus instead. Which might not seem that daring, but the last time (and only time) I've had it I was like seven, and I gagged. This time I didn't gag (which made me happy because I know I've grown in my tastes) but I still didn't like it. Ew.
Day 58: Decide What Skills to Pass On to Your Family
I decided to pass on my empathy, sense of humor, and conscious. My empathy because I think it has really helped me to understand people and even though it can hinder me in some situations because I over-analyze everything, I really do think it has helped me more than hurt me. I really think about what I do and say before I do it. My sense of humor because it's kind of weird, and if my children have the same sense of humor as me then I can laugh with them at weird things that no one else finds funny. And then my conscious because I really want my kids to have a good head on their shoulders and not just follow to crowd. Non-conformists 4eva.
Okay, now I will update on today's task and get back to you on the rest later because I have midterms to study for.
Day 69: Downsizing Day
Today we were supposed to decide to cut down on our spending. I decided that I should definitely spend less on Port City Java. I got there way too much and even though it is freaking DELICIOUS...it's fattening and expensive.
AHHHH...the end. (for now).
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Days 62 & 63
I didnt do either of these days. Just to say that upfront. I'm somewhat boycotting the book due to lack of participation by Betty. But not totally. I would have done these if... i felt like it.
Day 62 was to draw circles wherever you go to keep you safe or something. That was just weird. It actually reminded me of The Little Princess, so I kind of liked it, but I didnt do it.
Day 63 was to break a world record. I didnt even think about this one to tell you the truth. It seemed impossible and I didnt feel like thinking of anything. gahhh, i feel bad saying that.
Day 62 was to draw circles wherever you go to keep you safe or something. That was just weird. It actually reminded me of The Little Princess, so I kind of liked it, but I didnt do it.
Day 63 was to break a world record. I didnt even think about this one to tell you the truth. It seemed impossible and I didnt feel like thinking of anything. gahhh, i feel bad saying that.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Days 59, 60, & 61
Day 59: Are you psychic?
We had to try to move something just by thinking about it. I laid on the couch, looked up at a vase on our mantle, and concentrated on making it fall. That didnt work, so I tried to just make it wiggle. I squinted very hard. I blinked quickly. I thought then I whispered. Nothing. I guess I'm not psychic at all..
Day 60: Order an impossible pizza.
So yesterday night at about 10:30 I called Papa John's. I had thought before I called about what I should order, and the word "berenjena" came to mind, which is Spanish for eggplant, and one of our vocab words this lesson. So I decided to try for a pizza with eggplant, which I would call eggplant parmesan pizza because that sounds real. So anyways I called and a husky woman answered the phone. Here's the conversation as best as I can remember it:
Papa Johns: blah blah blah recorded terrible message about pizza deals
PJ: Hello, Papa Johns how may I help you?
Me: Yes, I'd like to place an order for delivery.
PJ: Alright, what can I get you?
M: I'd like a large eggplant parmesan pizza.
PJ: A large pizza with what?
M: Eggplant
PJ: Eggplant?
M: Yes, the eggplant parmesan pizza
PJ: Oh, do you mean one of our new Tuscan pizzas?
M: Do they have eggplant?
PJ: uhhh.. (Long pause)
M: Hello?
PJ: Well all of our Tuscan pizzas have parmesan cheese. Is that what you'd like?
M: No, I was wanting a pizza with eggplant
PJ: (long pause) I'm not sure if we have that...
M: Are you sure? I saw it in an advertisement.
PJ: Lemme look.. (long pause)... I'm not finding anything (nervous laugh)
M: Really? It was pretty recently. It was an ad for an eggplant parmesan pizza.
PJ: Uh... (long pause)
M: You know, it may have been another pizza place. Maybe I should just call Pizza Hut.
PJ: Yeah, I'm not finding anything about that kind of pizza so you should probably try another place.
M: Well thank you for your help!
PJ: (hangs up)
I liked that she didnt ask anyone, instead she just looked for the ad I was talking about. It was a fun prank because I was really nice the whole time so I didnt feel bad at all. AND I didnt laugh!!
Day 61: Symmetrical face
Today they want me to measure parts of my face to put in an equation about facial symmetry. I cant find a measuring tape though and i cant figure out how to do it on the computer (proportions would be the same if I could measure in pixels or something..) so instead I just did what Betty and I used to do, which is to mirror each side of your face to get two different faces. Here are the two faces:
This one is so ugly. it's a middle part of bangs, ew, and copies of my small eye. my canines really stand out with only one big front tooth. Ugh, gross.
This one is definitely the prettier one. as long as you ignore that little baby front tooth in there. It makes me have a man jaw. But my nose is pretty normal, just a bit wider, and my good eye is copied, yay!!!
We had to try to move something just by thinking about it. I laid on the couch, looked up at a vase on our mantle, and concentrated on making it fall. That didnt work, so I tried to just make it wiggle. I squinted very hard. I blinked quickly. I thought then I whispered. Nothing. I guess I'm not psychic at all..
Day 60: Order an impossible pizza.
So yesterday night at about 10:30 I called Papa John's. I had thought before I called about what I should order, and the word "berenjena" came to mind, which is Spanish for eggplant, and one of our vocab words this lesson. So I decided to try for a pizza with eggplant, which I would call eggplant parmesan pizza because that sounds real. So anyways I called and a husky woman answered the phone. Here's the conversation as best as I can remember it:
Papa Johns: blah blah blah recorded terrible message about pizza deals
PJ: Hello, Papa Johns how may I help you?
Me: Yes, I'd like to place an order for delivery.
PJ: Alright, what can I get you?
M: I'd like a large eggplant parmesan pizza.
PJ: A large pizza with what?
M: Eggplant
PJ: Eggplant?
M: Yes, the eggplant parmesan pizza
PJ: Oh, do you mean one of our new Tuscan pizzas?
M: Do they have eggplant?
PJ: uhhh.. (Long pause)
M: Hello?
PJ: Well all of our Tuscan pizzas have parmesan cheese. Is that what you'd like?
M: No, I was wanting a pizza with eggplant
PJ: (long pause) I'm not sure if we have that...
M: Are you sure? I saw it in an advertisement.
PJ: Lemme look.. (long pause)... I'm not finding anything (nervous laugh)
M: Really? It was pretty recently. It was an ad for an eggplant parmesan pizza.
PJ: Uh... (long pause)
M: You know, it may have been another pizza place. Maybe I should just call Pizza Hut.
PJ: Yeah, I'm not finding anything about that kind of pizza so you should probably try another place.
M: Well thank you for your help!
PJ: (hangs up)
I liked that she didnt ask anyone, instead she just looked for the ad I was talking about. It was a fun prank because I was really nice the whole time so I didnt feel bad at all. AND I didnt laugh!!
Day 61: Symmetrical face
Today they want me to measure parts of my face to put in an equation about facial symmetry. I cant find a measuring tape though and i cant figure out how to do it on the computer (proportions would be the same if I could measure in pixels or something..) so instead I just did what Betty and I used to do, which is to mirror each side of your face to get two different faces. Here are the two faces:
This one is so ugly. it's a middle part of bangs, ew, and copies of my small eye. my canines really stand out with only one big front tooth. Ugh, gross. 
This one is definitely the prettier one. as long as you ignore that little baby front tooth in there. It makes me have a man jaw. But my nose is pretty normal, just a bit wider, and my good eye is copied, yay!!!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Day 58: Skills
What skills would I want to pass on to my kids?
What a question.
I guess my wannabe creativity skills. And my skills in mediating fights and drama in general. My reading comprehension skills? nah, how about, my skills in getting good grades without trying? NO actually I wont pass that to my kids. it just teaches them to be a slacking procrastinator like myself. I will pass on my skills in smiling and being ticklish. Also my skills in sleeping no matter where I am, that is a useful one.
I'm not a very skilled person.
I mean, as far as actual talents, I really dont have many.
I can roll my stomach and my tongue.. you think my kids would want that?
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Now playing on iTunes: Elliott Smith - Twilight
via FoxyTunes
What a question.
I guess my wannabe creativity skills. And my skills in mediating fights and drama in general. My reading comprehension skills? nah, how about, my skills in getting good grades without trying? NO actually I wont pass that to my kids. it just teaches them to be a slacking procrastinator like myself. I will pass on my skills in smiling and being ticklish. Also my skills in sleeping no matter where I am, that is a useful one.
I'm not a very skilled person.
I mean, as far as actual talents, I really dont have many.
I can roll my stomach and my tongue.. you think my kids would want that?
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Now playing on iTunes: Elliott Smith - Twilight
via FoxyTunes
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Day 57: Scary Food
Today we were supposed to eat a food (or foods, I guess) that scared us. I thought I'd play mine up, but I've decided to be truthful and say it how it is. Isabel bought me a chicken sandwich from Burger King. I thought about asking her to get me a hamburger with everything (I HATE PICKLES, ONIONS, and MUSTARD!) but I didnt because I was hungry. So she brought me my sandwich and in the bag was Buffalo Sauce. I thought, well today is scary food day, and buffalo sauce sounds scary.. sort of. I could write about what would be in buffalo sauce and the strange orange color... perfect then i wont have to eat something truly nasty. so i dipped the edge of my sandwich in, and i ate a bite, and it was spicy and gross, so I took a drink, and it was done. There was my lame trying something scary. It was a cop out. But technically I did it.
Even though that is not what the book is about.
Even though that is not what the book is about.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Day 56: Rock Star
Today we had to live like a rockstar. The book described this as partying and ODing multiple times, pretty much. I couldnt do that, needless to say. So today was mismatch day at school, so I looked pretty crazy. Maybe not so rocker-like, but crazy. And then I skipped two periods, something that a rockstar would be very likely to do!
Sure, I was working on an art project and kind of had permission from my art teacher to stay... but rock stars spend long hours on their pieces all the time.
So lame as it was, that was my rock star day. I felt nothing like a rockstar all day, so i'd say it was a big failure.
Sure, I was working on an art project and kind of had permission from my art teacher to stay... but rock stars spend long hours on their pieces all the time.
So lame as it was, that was my rock star day. I felt nothing like a rockstar all day, so i'd say it was a big failure.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Day 55: Pancake Flip
Today we had to flip the perfect pancake. For me, this meant flipping a pancake in general. They gave the pancake recipe right in the book, which made it easy. I went downstairs early and made the mix but it was SO watery. My mom said to add more flour, so I did, but it was still too watery. I only wanted to flip a few in a pan and put the rest on the griddle because I didnt have time, but the pancakes were so runny that they just spread out onto the griddle. I was pretty mad so I filled up the pan really full and waited till it was ready to flip. They were the flattest pancakes I've ever seen so I was kind of mad until I tasted the griddle ones (while I was still waiting for my pan one to cook enough to flip). They tasted just like a rubberier version of my grandma's danish pancakes!! That's when I realized that this was originally a british book and so the recipe must have been for more of a crepe type of pancake. I ate them while I waited. Finally it was ready to flip. I pulled the pan off the stove, turned to the left, and went for it. AMAZINGLY, it flipped in the air, and landed in the pan!! the edge turned over on itself a bit, but who cares, it worked!! it was awesome. I guess I got too excited, because I proceeded to show off and do it again, and the pancake flipped onto the floor. But that is definitely beside the point.
I would call this task successful. I'm super happy I did it, especially since it ended up giving me a recipe close to my grandma's.
I would call this task successful. I'm super happy I did it, especially since it ended up giving me a recipe close to my grandma's.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Days 53 and 54
Day 53 said to return all your junk mail to its sender and to change the name to something else so they'll have trouble figuring out where to send it. I loved this idea so much, but we didnt get any junk mail that day. For sure when we get some I'll do this though. I wanted to try it with my spam emails but then I got too scared because they usually have viruses and stuff in them, right?
Day 54 was to count your farts. When I read this yesterday I got mad because I dont fart a lot, as in at all. Or so I thought. A little past midnight on the way home from a haunted cornmaze I farted in the car! Just a teeny one it didnt smell or anything, but it counted. I was pretty excited. AND then today in kmart I farted again! So, 2! The average for women is four, says the book. I'd be content with two though :D
Day 54 was to count your farts. When I read this yesterday I got mad because I dont fart a lot, as in at all. Or so I thought. A little past midnight on the way home from a haunted cornmaze I farted in the car! Just a teeny one it didnt smell or anything, but it counted. I was pretty excited. AND then today in kmart I farted again! So, 2! The average for women is four, says the book. I'd be content with two though :D
Friday, October 5, 2007
Day 52: Life
All we had to do today was look up the definition of "life" in the dictionary. I chose Webster's 1828 because when I went to private school it was part of our required school supplies. Yes, that dictionary that couldnt possibly be any bigger. We used it all the time too, it was crazy. So, here's the definition (or should I say definitions? because there are 26!!):
1. In a general sense, that state of animals and plants, or of an organized being, in which its natural functions and motions are performed, or in which its organs are capable of performing their functions. A tree is not destitute of life in winter, when the functions of its organs are suspended; nor man during a swoon or syncope; nor strictly birds, quadrupeds or serpents during their torpitude in winter. They are not strictly dead, till the functions of their organs are incapable of being renewed. 2. In animals, animation; vitality; and in man, that state of being in which the soul and body are united. He entreated me not to take his life. 3. In plants, the state in which they grow or are capable of growth, by means of the circulation of the sap. The life of an oak may be two, three, or four hundred years. 4. The present state of existence; the time from birth to death. The life of man seldom exceeds seventy years. If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable. 1Cor. 15. 5. Manner of living; conduct; deportment, in regard to morals. I will teach my family to lead good lives. 6. Condition; course of living, in regard to happiness and misery. We say, a man's life has been a series of prosperity, or misfortune. 7. Blood, the supposed vehicle of animation. And the warm life came issuing through the wound. 8. Animals in general; animal being. Full nature swarms with life. 9. System of animal nature. Lives through all life. 10. Spirit; animation; briskness; vivacity; resolution. They have no notion of life and fire in fancy and words. 11. The living form; real person or state; in opposition to a copy; as, a picture is taken from the life; a description from the life. 12. Exact resemblance; with to, before life. His portrait is draw to the life. 13. General state of man, or of social manners; as the studies and arts that polish life. 14. Condition; rank in society; as high life and low life. 15.Common occurrences; course of things; human affairs. But to know that which before us lies in daily life, is the prime wisdom. 16. A person; a living being; usually or always, a human being. How many lives were sacrificed during the revolution? 17. Narrative of a past life; history of the events of life; biographical narration. Johnson wrote the life of Milton, and the lives of other poets. 18. In Scripture, nourishment; support of life. For the tree of the field is man's life. Deut. 20. 19. The stomach or appetite. His life abhorreth bread. Job. 33. 20. The enjoyments or blessings of the present life. Having the promise of the life that now is, and of that which is to come. 1Tim. 4. 21. Supreme felicity. To be spiritually minded is life and peace. Romans 8. 22. Eternal happiness in heaven. Romans 5. 23. Restoration to life. Romans 5. 24. The author and giver of supreme felicity. I am the way, the truth, and the life. John 14. 25. A quickening, animating and strengthening principle, in a moral sense. John 6. 26. The state of being in force, or the term for which an instrument has legal operation; as the life of an execution. So, there's life, as defined by a combination of Daniel Webster and God.
LIFE, n. plu lives. [See Live.]
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Day 51: Blind
Today's task was to not use your sense of sight. As much as I would have liked to do this all day, that would have been impossible. I could do it right up until driving to school. Oh and then walking through the halls... So school was ruled out. As soon as I got home (four o clock) I blindfolded myself and decided to not take off the blindfold until I had to leave for a meeting at six thirty. I walked into my sister's room and sat on the bed with her and my mom to talk. They laughed at me. My brother pretended I was a ghost and started beating me up and I couldnt see so that was fun. I wrestled with bridget for a while, she definitely had an advantage. I went back to my room and sat on my bed and tried to think of things to do. I couldnt get online or watch tv, clean my room or do my homework... so I figured I would just turn the tv to a music channel and lay in bed and listen to it. I did, and I watched the black of my eyelids and tried to make colors and patterns and eventually I just fell asleep. I got hot and I found a pair of shorts (miraculously, my room is a MESS) and then I went back to sleep. I got called to dinner, and my mom had to make my plate. Eating was difficult but I managed. I even got the milk out of the fridge and poured myself a glass. After that I sat on the counter and talked to my mom. My sister told my stepdad that acting blind was just me being weird, the second part of writing to the dalai lama (they wont leave me alone about that letter..) My mom tried to make me do the dishes blindfolded but I waited until six thirty and I took it off. When I opened my eyes, it really was a weirder feeling than I thought it would be. Everything seemed really fuzzy and glowing, like light was intensified. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust and then it was fine.
The book asks us to rate our need of our sense of sight afterwards, and I'd give sight a 9/10. I just cant imagine life without it, as cliche as that sounds.
ps- I really did try my best to take this task seriously and not cheat by looking down through the blindfold. because I know everyone does that. Instinctively I did it a few times during dinner, so I tilted my head up. I want to give my tasks more effort, for real.
The book asks us to rate our need of our sense of sight afterwards, and I'd give sight a 9/10. I just cant imagine life without it, as cliche as that sounds.
ps- I really did try my best to take this task seriously and not cheat by looking down through the blindfold. because I know everyone does that. Instinctively I did it a few times during dinner, so I tilted my head up. I want to give my tasks more effort, for real.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Day 50! Get Noticed
Today's task was to simply make people notice you. They give weird examples, like to carry a midget around with you, and also good ones, like to wear bright colored clothes. When I read this last night I figured I would do crazy clothes, but this morning I remembered that it was club picture day and I had to wear the club tshirt outfit... So I figured I would have to improvise later. I tried to... actually I didnt at all. OK so today I didnt do anything, I just decided that I didnt have to do it in school, I could make people notice me on the drive home. I'd blast embarrassing music and blow kisses at people and drive really slow or something. But on the car ride home my sister was in a bad mood so that didnt happen either. Basically this task didnt happen because then I figured it was the kind of thing that you either go all out on or you dont. and I obviously didnt.
I'm getting mad at myself for not taking this more seriously because I think the point would have been to wear crazy clothes not despite of it being club day but because it was club picture day and that was the point. Ahh I'm kicking myself for not doing that because I ended up being either the first or second row of every one of my pictures for a total of six. Six times I could have been in the yearbook looking crazy.
Too late now.
Hooray it's day fifty..
I'm getting mad at myself for not taking this more seriously because I think the point would have been to wear crazy clothes not despite of it being club day but because it was club picture day and that was the point. Ahh I'm kicking myself for not doing that because I ended up being either the first or second row of every one of my pictures for a total of six. Six times I could have been in the yearbook looking crazy.
Too late now.
Hooray it's day fifty..
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Day 48: UPDATE
I just got another response to my first impression question and I think it's good enough to post an update. It's from Leona, the very first person to befriend me when I moved here last year.
now don't take this personally, because i found out that first impressions are WAY wrong. and to make it easier to swallow, i'll tell you my impression of you right now after my first impression.
here goes:
My first impression of her was a lonely, quiet girl. I didn't see her talk to many people...actually anybody...and her initials almost spelled BBQ. She had very good style, and a unique backpack, so I knew that somebody fun lurked under the surface, and I wanted to lure her out, so I tried to be very friendly to her.
However, instead of being the shy girl I thought that she was, Brittany became this:
A super-hot babe with amazing hair and cute freckles and a sexy nose ring, boys clamored over her and she was friends with everybody in about 1 and 1/2 months. I have to admit, I got a little bit jealous - I mean, i've been here for how many years, and no guy has even asked me out yet, but here comes Brittany Q_______ and some guy out of high school goes to prom with her and she's sooo popular. So...what was your first impression of me?
anyways, that makes me happy, even though she was totally exaggerating in her now impression.
now don't take this personally, because i found out that first impressions are WAY wrong. and to make it easier to swallow, i'll tell you my impression of you right now after my first impression.
here goes:
My first impression of her was a lonely, quiet girl. I didn't see her talk to many people...actually anybody...and her initials almost spelled BBQ. She had very good style, and a unique backpack, so I knew that somebody fun lurked under the surface, and I wanted to lure her out, so I tried to be very friendly to her.
However, instead of being the shy girl I thought that she was, Brittany became this:
A super-hot babe with amazing hair and cute freckles and a sexy nose ring, boys clamored over her and she was friends with everybody in about 1 and 1/2 months. I have to admit, I got a little bit jealous - I mean, i've been here for how many years, and no guy has even asked me out yet, but here comes Brittany Q_______ and some guy out of high school goes to prom with her and she's sooo popular. So...what was your first impression of me?
anyways, that makes me happy, even though she was totally exaggerating in her now impression.
Day 49: Citizen's Arrest
Today we copied a page out of the book that was almost like a parking ticket- a little arrest form. I filled in my information so the form would be ready when I wanted to give it out. In third period Simon was making fun of me about a dumb competition we had yesterday with looking up words in the spanish english dictionary and he kept saying I was bad at it or whatever. So I decided to arrest him. I filled in his form, saying he was a boy as tall as me whose crime was making fun of me about my dictionary skills. His motive was revenge, I believe. He just kept saying "what is this?!" and laughing like it was hilarious.
So that was that I guess. I liked it because it seemed kind of random.
Anyways, tomorrow is day fifty!! Yay!
So that was that I guess. I liked it because it seemed kind of random.
Anyways, tomorrow is day fifty!! Yay!
Monday, October 1, 2007
Day 48: First Impression (and update for day 47)
Day 48's task: give the book to a random stranger and ask them to write down their first impression.
Did Betty fail this task? yes.
Did she have countless opportunities to ask people's first impression of her? yes.
Why? she went all over town basically on a wild goose chase trying to get businesses to buy yearbook ads.
Did she fail at that too? yes.
Is she sleep deprived, failing AP calc, and stuck in a "woe-is-me" trap? YES.
Update for Day 47:
I counted sheep and I think I got to like 27 or something, I honestly don't remember because my mind started wandering like I said. But I do remember that I started off imagining the typical sheep jumping over the fence, then the fence turned into a mound of dirt, and the sheep was riding a motorcycle, and then there was a crowd of people around the sheep and he was doing motocross or whatever it's called. He was wearing a helmet and everything. It was weird.
Did Betty fail this task? yes.
Did she have countless opportunities to ask people's first impression of her? yes.
Why? she went all over town basically on a wild goose chase trying to get businesses to buy yearbook ads.
Did she fail at that too? yes.
Is she sleep deprived, failing AP calc, and stuck in a "woe-is-me" trap? YES.
Update for Day 47:
I counted sheep and I think I got to like 27 or something, I honestly don't remember because my mind started wandering like I said. But I do remember that I started off imagining the typical sheep jumping over the fence, then the fence turned into a mound of dirt, and the sheep was riding a motorcycle, and then there was a crowd of people around the sheep and he was doing motocross or whatever it's called. He was wearing a helmet and everything. It was weird.
Days 47 and 48
Day 47- Count sheep and remember how many it takes before you fall asleep- I put my little brother to sleep last night and honestly we fell asleep talking about a mixture of whale facts and the zoo we're going to build someday. It was late and I bet it would have taken me very many sheep, but you never know. I'll have to try it on normal night and report back.
Day 48- First Impressions
Today's instructions told us to hand someone the book and inside there's a paragraph saying "hello, please write down what your first impression of me was, blah blah this isnt a direct quote, if you dont want me to read it in front of you just close the book when you're done and I'll read it later."
I really did plan on stepping outside of my comfort zone and doing this today. I brought the book with the page marked and a pen clipped to the cover. I kept my eyes out for a totally random person that looked at me that might do it but I was in school and there isnt time for stuff like that. People are walking down the hall to get to class. It just didnt work out. I went to the bank afterschool and I considered handing the book to the bank teller, but I figured that would just be a really really bad idea. So instead I messaged a bunch of my friends/ somewhat friends from my school on Facebook and asked them "I know this is random, but what was your first impression of me?" I met all these kids last year so I'm sure they'll remember what they first thought. And I know that people may not want to say what they really thought because I used to be a lot more shy than I am now and that was probably what their first impression of me was, this was the best I could come up with. So I just got home and I have a bunch of facebook messages and I havent read them yet but I'm going to post them one by one as I do. Here goes!
Oh before I do, this may not count but I want to document these anyways, I recently had conversations with two of my friends about first impressions and this is what they said:
Mia- I thought you wore really cool clothes
Micah- I thought you had nice teeth
ok now on to ones from today:
Isabel- I thought you had lovely hair and it was always really awkward and I was always really sad when I had to move to let you sit down next to Caden* because I didn't really know you, but I was happy when we started talking and sitting together at soccer games.
Xena- I remember really liking your clothes, yes and being like Where did she come from?
:D yeaaah
Dougal- hrmmm lets see. gotta go back in the ole storebank of knowledge... ah yes!
well my first impression of you was that you seemed like a jolly individual. u wernt as an extravert as i thought u mightve been, but i soon realized that ur a fun person to be with.
Benson- um idk u seemed nice and kinda shy at first but once i got to know u u seemed cool and up for most anything haha...
Arthur- ummm well last year was when I first met you, so it was quite smart girl.
Lancelot- i think when i first noticed you i thought you were quiet, or at least i never heard you talk for a while, and then i thought you were really smart cause you were in ap chemistry, but i liked your smile, so i thought you were datable
Fidella- I thought you seemed like the stereotypical high school girl. Nice, but likely dull and interested in typical girl stuff that I find boring. I talked to you because you were new and everybody in AP Chem knew each other. First impressions, however, can be deceptive.
Takoda- I think I thought you seemed kind of quiet (but laughed a lot), nice, pretty, and had a cool last name. I also remember people telling me you had gone to ______ Elementary for a little while.
Clementine- i thought that you were really smart and that you dressed really well. oh i thought you were really pretty which intimidated me. and i didn't mean for that to sound like i don't think you're really pretty anymore because i do.
Well, that's all I've got. I'm pretty happy with my first impressions. Like, the worst I got was being shy and that's not even bad. Like, if I come off as shy at first that's fine because I can show my outgoing side later. Anyways this has taken me forever to post for some reason! Until tomorrow...
Day 48- First Impressions
Today's instructions told us to hand someone the book and inside there's a paragraph saying "hello, please write down what your first impression of me was, blah blah this isnt a direct quote, if you dont want me to read it in front of you just close the book when you're done and I'll read it later."
I really did plan on stepping outside of my comfort zone and doing this today. I brought the book with the page marked and a pen clipped to the cover. I kept my eyes out for a totally random person that looked at me that might do it but I was in school and there isnt time for stuff like that. People are walking down the hall to get to class. It just didnt work out. I went to the bank afterschool and I considered handing the book to the bank teller, but I figured that would just be a really really bad idea. So instead I messaged a bunch of my friends/ somewhat friends from my school on Facebook and asked them "I know this is random, but what was your first impression of me?" I met all these kids last year so I'm sure they'll remember what they first thought. And I know that people may not want to say what they really thought because I used to be a lot more shy than I am now and that was probably what their first impression of me was, this was the best I could come up with. So I just got home and I have a bunch of facebook messages and I havent read them yet but I'm going to post them one by one as I do. Here goes!
Oh before I do, this may not count but I want to document these anyways, I recently had conversations with two of my friends about first impressions and this is what they said:
Mia- I thought you wore really cool clothes
Micah- I thought you had nice teeth
ok now on to ones from today:
Isabel- I thought you had lovely hair and it was always really awkward and I was always really sad when I had to move to let you sit down next to Caden* because I didn't really know you, but I was happy when we started talking and sitting together at soccer games.
Xena- I remember really liking your clothes, yes and being like Where did she come from?
:D yeaaah
Dougal- hrmmm lets see. gotta go back in the ole storebank of knowledge... ah yes!
well my first impression of you was that you seemed like a jolly individual. u wernt as an extravert as i thought u mightve been, but i soon realized that ur a fun person to be with.
Benson- um idk u seemed nice and kinda shy at first but once i got to know u u seemed cool and up for most anything haha...
Arthur- ummm well last year was when I first met you, so it was quite smart girl.
Lancelot- i think when i first noticed you i thought you were quiet, or at least i never heard you talk for a while, and then i thought you were really smart cause you were in ap chemistry, but i liked your smile, so i thought you were datable
Fidella- I thought you seemed like the stereotypical high school girl. Nice, but likely dull and interested in typical girl stuff that I find boring. I talked to you because you were new and everybody in AP Chem knew each other. First impressions, however, can be deceptive.
Takoda- I think I thought you seemed kind of quiet (but laughed a lot), nice, pretty, and had a cool last name. I also remember people telling me you had gone to ______ Elementary for a little while.
Clementine- i thought that you were really smart and that you dressed really well. oh i thought you were really pretty which intimidated me. and i didn't mean for that to sound like i don't think you're really pretty anymore because i do.
Well, that's all I've got. I'm pretty happy with my first impressions. Like, the worst I got was being shy and that's not even bad. Like, if I come off as shy at first that's fine because I can show my outgoing side later. Anyways this has taken me forever to post for some reason! Until tomorrow...
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Day 44, 45, 46, and 47(?)
I really need to stop these conglomeration posts. Really.
Day 44: Defy Superstition (Superstition=very good song, btw)
Day 45: Romance Day
This day we were basically supposed to come up with a pick up line that is completely original and never been used before. This is much harder than it seems.
"Your hair is like long, damaged threads of corn silk, that have been sitting out in the hot sun too long, curled up and splayed out from dehydration, the product of a crop that has been long neglected, probably because of incorrect use of crop rotation, or perhaps a drought."
Okay so I'm probably not going to pick up anyone with that line. But I couldn't think of anything else, and I'm pretty sure that's never been used before. And I had a certain person in mind while writing this, and maybe it's really mean...but...yeah. (Brittany, you know who this is.)
Day 46: Birthday Day
This day we were supposed to write down all of our friends' birthdays so we won't forget them. And then it gave us excuses to give our friends when we do forget them. My favorite is: "I only follow the Chinese calendar." I think I seriously will used that the next time I give a belated birthday gift to someone. Anyways, I would write down all my friends' birthdays here, but that would be kind of pointless because no one really cares, and I have them all written down in my planner anyways so I won't forget them. But, today is my friend BK's birthday, but he's Jehovah's Witness, so I'm not really supposed to wish him a happy birthday, but since he won't see this, I will anyways. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BK!!!
Day 47: Count Sheep and Cure Insomnia
Today we are supposed to count sheep and cure insomnia (hence the title) when we are trying to fall asleep. Since this must be done while I'm going to bed, I'll have to give you the real update on this task tomorrow. But this will be hard, because I'm supposed to remember how many sheep I count to before I fall asleep, but who seriously remembers that? Your mind is continuously wandering when you're about the fall asleep. At least mine is. I'm not saying I'm not going to do the task, I just don't how well it will work out. I guess we'll know tomorrow!
Day 44: Defy Superstition (Superstition=very good song, btw)
Day 45: Romance Day
This day we were basically supposed to come up with a pick up line that is completely original and never been used before. This is much harder than it seems.
"Your hair is like long, damaged threads of corn silk, that have been sitting out in the hot sun too long, curled up and splayed out from dehydration, the product of a crop that has been long neglected, probably because of incorrect use of crop rotation, or perhaps a drought."
Okay so I'm probably not going to pick up anyone with that line. But I couldn't think of anything else, and I'm pretty sure that's never been used before. And I had a certain person in mind while writing this, and maybe it's really mean...but...yeah. (Brittany, you know who this is.)
Day 46: Birthday Day
This day we were supposed to write down all of our friends' birthdays so we won't forget them. And then it gave us excuses to give our friends when we do forget them. My favorite is: "I only follow the Chinese calendar." I think I seriously will used that the next time I give a belated birthday gift to someone. Anyways, I would write down all my friends' birthdays here, but that would be kind of pointless because no one really cares, and I have them all written down in my planner anyways so I won't forget them. But, today is my friend BK's birthday, but he's Jehovah's Witness, so I'm not really supposed to wish him a happy birthday, but since he won't see this, I will anyways. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BK!!!
Day 47: Count Sheep and Cure Insomnia
Today we are supposed to count sheep and cure insomnia (hence the title) when we are trying to fall asleep. Since this must be done while I'm going to bed, I'll have to give you the real update on this task tomorrow. But this will be hard, because I'm supposed to remember how many sheep I count to before I fall asleep, but who seriously remembers that? Your mind is continuously wandering when you're about the fall asleep. At least mine is. I'm not saying I'm not going to do the task, I just don't how well it will work out. I guess we'll know tomorrow!
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Day 46: Birthday Day
Today was a nice day because this is something that I've been meaning to do. I just went through all my friends' facebooks and wrote their birthdays into my planner.
I know that sounds business-like, but it's for school. I guess it's kind of business-like, though...
Anyways, it makes me really excited because everyone is turning 18, including me, and yay!! that means no more high school, blah blah blah.
I know that sounds business-like, but it's for school. I guess it's kind of business-like, though...
Anyways, it makes me really excited because everyone is turning 18, including me, and yay!! that means no more high school, blah blah blah.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Day 45: Romance Day
Come up with a compliment that has never been made up before:
"The tilt of your ears sets my heart a'flutter."
"The tilt of your ears sets my heart a'flutter."
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Day 44: Superstition Day
Today we had to defy superstitions.
There was a ladder leaned up against the school and as I was walking in from lunch I stuck my leg under it, hoping that would qualify as walking under it because it would have been impossible to actually get under it. Then when I got home I put my shoes on the table, which I didnt really even know was a superstition until I looked it up online last night. I thought about breaking a mirror this morning but I knew that would make a huge mess and just get me in trouble. So today was kind of a lame day. I dont think that I racked up enough bad luck to have any affect on me, but we'll see.
There was a ladder leaned up against the school and as I was walking in from lunch I stuck my leg under it, hoping that would qualify as walking under it because it would have been impossible to actually get under it. Then when I got home I put my shoes on the table, which I didnt really even know was a superstition until I looked it up online last night. I thought about breaking a mirror this morning but I knew that would make a huge mess and just get me in trouble. So today was kind of a lame day. I dont think that I racked up enough bad luck to have any affect on me, but we'll see.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Day 43: Proper Diary Account
Today we are supposed to write a proper diary account of our day.
Dear Diary,
Today I went to bed at approximately 2:23 am. I woke up at 5:55 am, went downstairs, made coffee, doctored up the coffee REALLY well, drank the coffee. I then ate some yogurt since we were out of my favorite cereal. We seriously go through Cheerios Multi Grain about 1 box every 2.5 days...it's so freaking delicious. I then took a shower, did my makeup, finally found some clean underwear (1 pair left. I need to do laundry.) and then got dressed, brushed my teeth, and ran out the door. Literally, because it was about 7:15 and that's getting around the time when I'm going to be late for school. I drove/sped to school, parked, and then sped-walked all the way to my calculus class. The bell rang right as I sat at my desk. It still surprises me, but I have not been late once in that class.
I then proceeded to take out my binder and write down what my teacher was teaching about, but all I was doing was writing. There was no comprehending involved. I was writing what was on the overhead, but eyes were somewhat closing and I felt like I was literally half-awake/half-asleep. Has that ever happened to you? It was like, I heard what my teacher was talking about and I was writing it down, but as far as mentally processing it...no. My brain was like, an auto-pilot or something, it was really weird. Then I snapped of it somehow and I started remembering that my senior project research paper is due Friday and all the crap I have to do for it and how I had a million and one things to do that afternoon and I began feeling nauseous. I'm not exaggerating either. My head started to throb a little, I could not concentrate on calculus at all, and I felt like I was having an existential meltdown (does anyone know where that phrase comes from?). Once class was over, I did what any baby would do, and called my mommy. I told her what was going on, and she told me that she would check me out.
I hate that. I seriously do. I feel like THE biggest wimp of all time for doing it, and I hate it, but I did it. I skipped Spanish, Oceanography, Yearbook, and senior project. None of which I had a test in or anything like that, but still. I seriously should have just sucked it up. I hate this.
So, I was checked out 15 minutes into spanish class, and I went home. From there I worked on my senior project paper from 9:00 am all the way through 3:00 pm (except to each lunch for about 20 minutes somewhere in there). So let's see...6 hours of working on the paper. Guess how much I got done? Introduction and almost all of the first prong. That is freaking it. I didn't procrastinate or get distracted at all...it just took me that long to organize my thoughts and compile my research and write. I cannot believe that. It's not even good.
From there I had to go back to school because I'm president of Photography Club, and I was holding the first meeting today. I went into the photography room, the bell for the end of last block rang, and people started filing in. Last year there was seriously only about 5 people in photography club, and no one ever showed up to the meetings, so I wasn't expecting many people at all. Besides, our morning announcements where most people here about club meetings hasn't been working this week, so I didn't think anyone would know about it.
24 people signed up. 24! I was really excited. We set dates for our next meetings, and everyone seemed really excited about it and genuinely interested. So, that went well at least. From there I had to go meet my mentor for senior project
AHHHHH i just remembered that today is wednesday and it's 10 o clock and i totally forgot to call you brittany. and my phone has been on silent ever since i got home so i didn't see that you called. this sucks. i'm so sorry. this whole freaking day sucks.
Dear Diary,
Today I went to bed at approximately 2:23 am. I woke up at 5:55 am, went downstairs, made coffee, doctored up the coffee REALLY well, drank the coffee. I then ate some yogurt since we were out of my favorite cereal. We seriously go through Cheerios Multi Grain about 1 box every 2.5 days...it's so freaking delicious. I then took a shower, did my makeup, finally found some clean underwear (1 pair left. I need to do laundry.) and then got dressed, brushed my teeth, and ran out the door. Literally, because it was about 7:15 and that's getting around the time when I'm going to be late for school. I drove/sped to school, parked, and then sped-walked all the way to my calculus class. The bell rang right as I sat at my desk. It still surprises me, but I have not been late once in that class.
I then proceeded to take out my binder and write down what my teacher was teaching about, but all I was doing was writing. There was no comprehending involved. I was writing what was on the overhead, but eyes were somewhat closing and I felt like I was literally half-awake/half-asleep. Has that ever happened to you? It was like, I heard what my teacher was talking about and I was writing it down, but as far as mentally processing it...no. My brain was like, an auto-pilot or something, it was really weird. Then I snapped of it somehow and I started remembering that my senior project research paper is due Friday and all the crap I have to do for it and how I had a million and one things to do that afternoon and I began feeling nauseous. I'm not exaggerating either. My head started to throb a little, I could not concentrate on calculus at all, and I felt like I was having an existential meltdown (does anyone know where that phrase comes from?). Once class was over, I did what any baby would do, and called my mommy. I told her what was going on, and she told me that she would check me out.
I hate that. I seriously do. I feel like THE biggest wimp of all time for doing it, and I hate it, but I did it. I skipped Spanish, Oceanography, Yearbook, and senior project. None of which I had a test in or anything like that, but still. I seriously should have just sucked it up. I hate this.
So, I was checked out 15 minutes into spanish class, and I went home. From there I worked on my senior project paper from 9:00 am all the way through 3:00 pm (except to each lunch for about 20 minutes somewhere in there). So let's see...6 hours of working on the paper. Guess how much I got done? Introduction and almost all of the first prong. That is freaking it. I didn't procrastinate or get distracted at all...it just took me that long to organize my thoughts and compile my research and write. I cannot believe that. It's not even good.
From there I had to go back to school because I'm president of Photography Club, and I was holding the first meeting today. I went into the photography room, the bell for the end of last block rang, and people started filing in. Last year there was seriously only about 5 people in photography club, and no one ever showed up to the meetings, so I wasn't expecting many people at all. Besides, our morning announcements where most people here about club meetings hasn't been working this week, so I didn't think anyone would know about it.
24 people signed up. 24! I was really excited. We set dates for our next meetings, and everyone seemed really excited about it and genuinely interested. So, that went well at least. From there I had to go meet my mentor for senior project
AHHHHH i just remembered that today is wednesday and it's 10 o clock and i totally forgot to call you brittany. and my phone has been on silent ever since i got home so i didn't see that you called. this sucks. i'm so sorry. this whole freaking day sucks.
Day 43: Diary Day
All we have to do today is write a diary entry of our day.
9-26-07
Five months until my birthday.
I woke up an hour late, must have slept through my alarm. This was bad because my mom had actually, seriously, sent me to bed at eleven and I hadnt finished my homework. So instead of showering I had to do my homework really fast and of course my printer was messing up but eventually it printed three copies and I was fine. I got dressed in trouser jeans, a dressyish tshirt and flats. I put on earrings and did my make up really quickly and just put my hair in a ponytail. I had breakfast, which was scrambled eggs and bacon (which I didnt eat) and a biscuit (that was doughy) and peaches. I got my mom to write a note for an ad in the yearbook. I got out to the car before my sister and got mad about having to wait on her. We drove to school, parked, I went upstairs to sit with my friends. A little before eight I talked to my art teacher about an NAHS project. Then I went to my locker to put my lunchbox away and came back up to where I as before to go to government. We talked about current events which was good because we didnt have to take notes and it wasnt too boring. Then I had newspaper and I did ad design and it was more frustrating that I had hoped it would be. Then spanish which is my longest seeming class of the day and it was just okay. LUNCH! I did my calculus homework quicker than usual and was kind of bored because there was almost no one at the table and no one was talking. I gave Mia a zebra cake after lunch as a present. Then I went to calculus, and I read a book of short stories during class. Then art, which was good today because we just worked on the NAHS project instead of doing classwork. English was only alright today, not as fun as usual, because I didnt get to talk to all my friends, she split us up into groups to read the Canterbury Tales and I didnt have my book. Last period, Biology, was better than usual as well because a couple of us got to look at little lake bugs under a microscope and sort them by type to determine the health of the stream. It was more fun than it sounds, actually. After school I talked to less people than usual because I had to leave to go to a dentist appointment. I met my mom at the dentist's and told her to be proud of me because somehow, by the grace of god, i swear, i made all a's this six weeks. I hated my teeth cleaning because they used those hooky things that I hate. I was scared that my teeth would look nasty so I told her I had just eaten and could I brush my teeth really quickly? and she let me. I went home and got on the computer for a bit, then ate cereal for dinner, then got dressed for powderpuff football practice. I went to Mia's and we rode to football together. I was good in the drills we did but when we played the game I was terrible. No matter what I did, the girl on the other line, Kacy, always got passed me. I was getting so angry and I didnt want to talk to anyone and I seemed to be the only person messing up. It was really frustrating. Our coaches, which are actually just senior guys, were getting really mad and I hated it somewhat. Mia and I went back to her house and talked to Tracy. It was raining really hard so i called home to ask to wait it out to be safe and they said yes. Mia and Tracy and I ended up getting into a huge wrestling war over typing a text message and it got really dirty, like pinching and biting and hitting, but it was so much fun. Now I have a headache. I just got home and I'm going to do my government paper and hopefully talk to betty because it's our phone call night and thne i'll go to bed early. We dont have school on friday but i have a tennis tournament. then on saturday i have more tournament and then powderpuff practice again. busy weekend.. but not with fun friends stuff. Plus i have homework to do this weekend and copy to write for the newspaper. I should be excited about the threeday weekend but i'm actually not at all.
this journal entry seems boring even to me, so i'm sorry about that. to tell the truth i'm rushing through this because I have to do government and I'm so sore and tired...
9-26-07
Five months until my birthday.
I woke up an hour late, must have slept through my alarm. This was bad because my mom had actually, seriously, sent me to bed at eleven and I hadnt finished my homework. So instead of showering I had to do my homework really fast and of course my printer was messing up but eventually it printed three copies and I was fine. I got dressed in trouser jeans, a dressyish tshirt and flats. I put on earrings and did my make up really quickly and just put my hair in a ponytail. I had breakfast, which was scrambled eggs and bacon (which I didnt eat) and a biscuit (that was doughy) and peaches. I got my mom to write a note for an ad in the yearbook. I got out to the car before my sister and got mad about having to wait on her. We drove to school, parked, I went upstairs to sit with my friends. A little before eight I talked to my art teacher about an NAHS project. Then I went to my locker to put my lunchbox away and came back up to where I as before to go to government. We talked about current events which was good because we didnt have to take notes and it wasnt too boring. Then I had newspaper and I did ad design and it was more frustrating that I had hoped it would be. Then spanish which is my longest seeming class of the day and it was just okay. LUNCH! I did my calculus homework quicker than usual and was kind of bored because there was almost no one at the table and no one was talking. I gave Mia a zebra cake after lunch as a present. Then I went to calculus, and I read a book of short stories during class. Then art, which was good today because we just worked on the NAHS project instead of doing classwork. English was only alright today, not as fun as usual, because I didnt get to talk to all my friends, she split us up into groups to read the Canterbury Tales and I didnt have my book. Last period, Biology, was better than usual as well because a couple of us got to look at little lake bugs under a microscope and sort them by type to determine the health of the stream. It was more fun than it sounds, actually. After school I talked to less people than usual because I had to leave to go to a dentist appointment. I met my mom at the dentist's and told her to be proud of me because somehow, by the grace of god, i swear, i made all a's this six weeks. I hated my teeth cleaning because they used those hooky things that I hate. I was scared that my teeth would look nasty so I told her I had just eaten and could I brush my teeth really quickly? and she let me. I went home and got on the computer for a bit, then ate cereal for dinner, then got dressed for powderpuff football practice. I went to Mia's and we rode to football together. I was good in the drills we did but when we played the game I was terrible. No matter what I did, the girl on the other line, Kacy, always got passed me. I was getting so angry and I didnt want to talk to anyone and I seemed to be the only person messing up. It was really frustrating. Our coaches, which are actually just senior guys, were getting really mad and I hated it somewhat. Mia and I went back to her house and talked to Tracy. It was raining really hard so i called home to ask to wait it out to be safe and they said yes. Mia and Tracy and I ended up getting into a huge wrestling war over typing a text message and it got really dirty, like pinching and biting and hitting, but it was so much fun. Now I have a headache. I just got home and I'm going to do my government paper and hopefully talk to betty because it's our phone call night and thne i'll go to bed early. We dont have school on friday but i have a tennis tournament. then on saturday i have more tournament and then powderpuff practice again. busy weekend.. but not with fun friends stuff. Plus i have homework to do this weekend and copy to write for the newspaper. I should be excited about the threeday weekend but i'm actually not at all.
this journal entry seems boring even to me, so i'm sorry about that. to tell the truth i'm rushing through this because I have to do government and I'm so sore and tired...
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Day 42: Walk Barefoot in the Grass
I liked this task. I've never actually thought about the feeling of grass underneath my bare feet before. I actually did the task about 30 minutes ago, so it was already dark outside, and I liked it that way because it added more to the affect. I've been sooooo stressed out this week with college crap and senior project crap and all this other crap that just taking a second to go outside, close my eyes, and feel the grass beneath my feet was so refreshing. It sounds corny, but it really was. I walked really slowly around my yard, and since it was dark the grass had already cooled off, and it almost felt a little damp. Usually I would worry if I was about to step on a bug or a sharp stick (or even the occasional pile of dog crap, which isn't a rarity in my front yard) but I didn't worry about it at all. I was feeling really good until I realized there was a man and a woman walking their dog and they must have thought I was either a poor blind girl lost in the dark or a mentally handicapped person. I'm not even kidding. I was walking reallllly slowly so that I would really concentrate on feeling the grass, and I had my eyes closed, and I was kind of zigzagging all over my front yard, and I also had my arms out in front of me a little just in case I fell. So I guess maybe I looked like I was sleepwalking too. Nonetheless, that kind of killed the peaceful mood for me.
Now it's time to go back to all of my SYS (senior year shit). Oh, the joy.
Now it's time to go back to all of my SYS (senior year shit). Oh, the joy.
Day 42: Barefoot Grass Day
Today we had to walk in the grass barefoot. I think the idea was to make you connect with nature and relax, so I planned to do that today. I wore a pretty hippy outfit- a long white dress with sandals. But I didnt get home until late and I forgot about it until after dinner when I was already in my pjs. Since I felt like that mood had been ruined, I decided to do something different. I stuck my head in my little brother's room and said "psst! kid! secret mission!" except he was putting on his pajamas and told me no girls allowed so I told him to meet me in the pink room for our mission and he said roger. When he came in I said that our secret mission was to run around the front yard in our pjs one time with out getting caught. He put on his slippers and we snuck out the front door. We started running around and we were saying spy things and chasing eachother and we found our spy cat but he was tired so he didnt run with us. It was fun, but pretty painful because 1- we had powderpuff football practice yesterday and believe it or not I am more sore than I ever remember being. that may be an exaggeration but I'm sooore. and then 2- I kept stepping on sharp things, I dont know what they were, but my feet are kind of throbbing right now and stinging as well. But I enjoyed it.
This didnt feel much like a task to me, maybe because I didnt do it the way I was supposed to, or maybe because I play like that with my little brother all the time already. But it was a fun break from my homework.
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Now playing on iTunes: Hot Hot Heat - Happiness Ltd.
via FoxyTunes
This didnt feel much like a task to me, maybe because I didnt do it the way I was supposed to, or maybe because I play like that with my little brother all the time already. But it was a fun break from my homework.
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Now playing on iTunes: Hot Hot Heat - Happiness Ltd.
via FoxyTunes
Monday, September 24, 2007
Day 41: Apply for Knighthood - UPDATE
Yeah, so I just looked up on Tony Blair on wikipedia to make sure he was still the Prime Minister...because something was telling me he wasn't...and I was right. Now it's Prime Minister Gordon Brown who took over in June. Oops! Shows how much I stay on top of world news...
Day 41: Become a Knight
We had to write to the British Prime Minister (tony blair? I dont know so I didnt mention his name in my letter) and request to be knighted. Or in my case, as a girl, damed? Anyways, here's my letter, which I wrote on graph paper because it was the closest to my desk:
Dear Mr. Prime Minister:
I'm writing to ask you to consider me as a candidate for the next knight selection. Or ceremony, I guess. Except I'd like to be a Dame, if that's alright with you. I know that just anyone cant be a dame, so here are some qualifications for you to judge me by:
-Brittany Q_____
Dear Mr. Prime Minister:
I'm writing to ask you to consider me as a candidate for the next knight selection. Or ceremony, I guess. Except I'd like to be a Dame, if that's alright with you. I know that just anyone cant be a dame, so here are some qualifications for you to judge me by:
- I have a 4.0 gpa as a senior in highschool and tons of hours of college credit racked up already
- I joined the tennis team this year and i'm playing powderpuff football (even though I get hurt very easily)
- I'm pretty well read, at least considering most teenagers
- I've visited London before (and I loved it, if that helps any)
- Did I mention how good I am at school? I'm in Engineering Calculus!!!
- I've always been a pretty good kid- my parents consider themselves lucky to have me
- I always wear my seat belt (well, at least when I'm driving. when I sleep I'll take it off sometimes)
- I shower everyday (usually)
- I dont get sick easily
- I'm friendly
- I say what's on my mind, usually
- I give good advice, even if it's hard for me to follow myself
- I love kids
- I plan to do great things with my life, I just dont know exactly what yet (but being a dame sure would be nice!!)
- I can roll my stomach and my tongue
- I can flare my nostrils really fast
- I'm very ticklish
-Brittany Q_____
Day 38, 39, 40, and 41
So I am back from Texas. It was fun and we got SOOO much done for the yearbook, so that was really good. Anyways...here are my updates on the tasks.
Day 38: Spend Some time in Church
Well...seeing as I was stuck on a plane for the whole morning and then in yearbook workshops all day...I didn't really get a chance to go to church. If I had been at home, I really would have. I was seriously planning on going to a Catholic church and going into the confessional, because I really have always wanted to do that. But I don't even know how that works really...I think you can only do it on certain days. Anyways, so, Brittany said that she really wanted me to bring my Bible and to like, highlight it and read it on the plane or in the hotel. And I said I would. Brittany, I failed you. I didn't bring my Bible. No, I didn't forget it. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I was going to be stuck in a hotel room with 3 other girls, and maybe I worry too much about what others think of me (actually, it is very true that I do and I really need to work on that), but I didn't want to come across as an over-zealous Bible-thumper or something. But I wouldn't have. And I just realized that I am totally screwing up the reasoning behind this book. If I was really going to fully complete the task, I would have brought my Bible and highlighted it in the hotel room while everyone was there. I would have done it and by doing so, I would have stepped out of my comfort zone a little, therefore doing exactly what we intended this book to do for us. I am totally screwing it up. Ughhhh.
Day 39: Learn to Speak Swedish
This is kind of ironic because the only guy that came on the trip with us (us meaning 4 girls and the female yearbook teacher) is Swedish. Not that he has an accent or anything, I mean...he was born in the US, I don't know if he even speaks Swedish, but his dad is Swedish I think, and he has a very Swedish name. He doesn't know this I think, but all of us girls would call him the "Swedish Prince." Anyways...this guy, let's just call him Milo (continuing Brittany's trend of bizarre names) is VERY cute, very nice, very funny, kinda reserved, and very down-to-earth kind of guy. He's popular though, which is kinda weird because usually the guys in "his group" are a little cocky. But he's not at all. (If somehow this blog ever really becomes "public" I will definitely have to block this post or something.) Anyways...when I saw this task, I really wanted to say something in Swedish to him (the book gives you phrases) but, like I said before, I don't even know if he speaks Swedish, and if I did say something to him, he might just be like, "What?" and think I'm just kinda creepy and trying to impress him. But here we go again...I'm worrying too much about what others think. Ahhhhhh. I should have secretly whispered to him, "Du ar vacker." (You are beautiful). I wish they had given us, "You have a really cute laugh and nice arm hair and I like that both of our favorite ice cream flavors are cinnamon and I melt whenever you look at me with your warm brown eyes and I'm sorry if I was kind of weird and awkward on the trip I just don't know how to act around cute AND nice guys like you because there aren't many out there and p.s. I know I'm not popular like you but I'm single so call me."
My favorite phrase that they gave you to learn though was, "I am a tiger. Only kidding! I used to be a tiger but I'm not anymore."
Day 40: Practical Joke
The best time to do a practical joke would have been at work because there are so many places to hide there then pop out at someone...but I didn't work this day. This was also the day I got home from Texas. I really thought about saying, "Hmmm...I can't remember, did I put the toxic-bomb-component chemicals in my shampoo bottle, or the hand cream tube?" (because they're so freaking anal about liquids now because you can supposedly store bomb stuff in them) as I walked through the security check, and then go, "Haha, just kidding!" But I probably would have had 20 guns pulled on me as well as being thrown in jail and therefore never having a chance with Milo up there, unless he has a thing for prisoners. So, instead I just short-sheeted my sister's bed when I got home. But she noticed.
Day 41: Apply for Knighthood
Dear Prime Minister Blair,
I am writing to you to request your bestowing me the title of Dame Betty C. I feel I deserve this high honor because I have achieved many things in my short 17.983 years of living on this earth. Some of these accomplishments include mastering the art of wiggling my ears (which requires high muscle control and articulation), being able to recite the full masterpiece, "The Night Before Christmas," and getting straight A's my entire primary and secondary school career (excluding Advanced Placement European History, which I made a 90 in. Please do not hold that against me Mr. Prime Minister, it was the French Revolution that screwed me over. I however knew everything about Great Britain's history and its evolution into the great country it is today). I may not have found the cure for cancer or been a Nobel Peace Prize winner, but my accomplishments thus far I feel are comparable to such conquests. If you have any further questions about my qualifications for this honor, please feel free to contact me at _____@gmail.com. I have 12 and a half pages more of my merits, I just did not feel it appropriate to send you such a heavy envelope.
Thank you for considering my request. God save the Queen!
Sincerely,
Betty C.
P.S. Winston Churchill is my favorite political leader of all time. Well, besides you of course Mr. Blair.
Day 38: Spend Some time in Church
Well...seeing as I was stuck on a plane for the whole morning and then in yearbook workshops all day...I didn't really get a chance to go to church. If I had been at home, I really would have. I was seriously planning on going to a Catholic church and going into the confessional, because I really have always wanted to do that. But I don't even know how that works really...I think you can only do it on certain days. Anyways, so, Brittany said that she really wanted me to bring my Bible and to like, highlight it and read it on the plane or in the hotel. And I said I would. Brittany, I failed you. I didn't bring my Bible. No, I didn't forget it. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I was going to be stuck in a hotel room with 3 other girls, and maybe I worry too much about what others think of me (actually, it is very true that I do and I really need to work on that), but I didn't want to come across as an over-zealous Bible-thumper or something. But I wouldn't have. And I just realized that I am totally screwing up the reasoning behind this book. If I was really going to fully complete the task, I would have brought my Bible and highlighted it in the hotel room while everyone was there. I would have done it and by doing so, I would have stepped out of my comfort zone a little, therefore doing exactly what we intended this book to do for us. I am totally screwing it up. Ughhhh.
Day 39: Learn to Speak Swedish
This is kind of ironic because the only guy that came on the trip with us (us meaning 4 girls and the female yearbook teacher) is Swedish. Not that he has an accent or anything, I mean...he was born in the US, I don't know if he even speaks Swedish, but his dad is Swedish I think, and he has a very Swedish name. He doesn't know this I think, but all of us girls would call him the "Swedish Prince." Anyways...this guy, let's just call him Milo (continuing Brittany's trend of bizarre names) is VERY cute, very nice, very funny, kinda reserved, and very down-to-earth kind of guy. He's popular though, which is kinda weird because usually the guys in "his group" are a little cocky. But he's not at all. (If somehow this blog ever really becomes "public" I will definitely have to block this post or something.) Anyways...when I saw this task, I really wanted to say something in Swedish to him (the book gives you phrases) but, like I said before, I don't even know if he speaks Swedish, and if I did say something to him, he might just be like, "What?" and think I'm just kinda creepy and trying to impress him. But here we go again...I'm worrying too much about what others think. Ahhhhhh. I should have secretly whispered to him, "Du ar vacker." (You are beautiful). I wish they had given us, "You have a really cute laugh and nice arm hair and I like that both of our favorite ice cream flavors are cinnamon and I melt whenever you look at me with your warm brown eyes and I'm sorry if I was kind of weird and awkward on the trip I just don't know how to act around cute AND nice guys like you because there aren't many out there and p.s. I know I'm not popular like you but I'm single so call me."
My favorite phrase that they gave you to learn though was, "I am a tiger. Only kidding! I used to be a tiger but I'm not anymore."
Day 40: Practical Joke
The best time to do a practical joke would have been at work because there are so many places to hide there then pop out at someone...but I didn't work this day. This was also the day I got home from Texas. I really thought about saying, "Hmmm...I can't remember, did I put the toxic-bomb-component chemicals in my shampoo bottle, or the hand cream tube?" (because they're so freaking anal about liquids now because you can supposedly store bomb stuff in them) as I walked through the security check, and then go, "Haha, just kidding!" But I probably would have had 20 guns pulled on me as well as being thrown in jail and therefore never having a chance with Milo up there, unless he has a thing for prisoners. So, instead I just short-sheeted my sister's bed when I got home. But she noticed.
Day 41: Apply for Knighthood
Dear Prime Minister Blair,
I am writing to you to request your bestowing me the title of Dame Betty C. I feel I deserve this high honor because I have achieved many things in my short 17.983 years of living on this earth. Some of these accomplishments include mastering the art of wiggling my ears (which requires high muscle control and articulation), being able to recite the full masterpiece, "The Night Before Christmas," and getting straight A's my entire primary and secondary school career (excluding Advanced Placement European History, which I made a 90 in. Please do not hold that against me Mr. Prime Minister, it was the French Revolution that screwed me over. I however knew everything about Great Britain's history and its evolution into the great country it is today). I may not have found the cure for cancer or been a Nobel Peace Prize winner, but my accomplishments thus far I feel are comparable to such conquests. If you have any further questions about my qualifications for this honor, please feel free to contact me at _____@gmail.com. I have 12 and a half pages more of my merits, I just did not feel it appropriate to send you such a heavy envelope.
Thank you for considering my request. God save the Queen!
Sincerely,
Betty C.
P.S. Winston Churchill is my favorite political leader of all time. Well, besides you of course Mr. Blair.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Days 38, 39, and 40
You'd think, "Wow, this is gonna be a long post!!" but, no. On day 38 we were supposed to spend some time in church. It was friday and I had school then the football game and never mind making excuses, I just didnt do this task. Day 39 we were supposed to learn some Swedish. Again, unfortunately, I didnt have the time to do this task. I wasnt home all day and I didnt have access to anything swedish to memorize.
Two days in a row, major disappointment, I'm sorry.
But I did today's task.
We had to play a practical joke. We have milk in a white plastic jug as opposed to the clear kind, so I dyed our milk lime green with food coloring. I just did it so no one has discovered it yet, but I'll post the reaction when they do.
The bamboo is dead as ever. I swear I'll post a picture eventually. It's a wonder to me that no one (ie, my mom) has thrown it out yet.
Two days in a row, major disappointment, I'm sorry.
But I did today's task.
We had to play a practical joke. We have milk in a white plastic jug as opposed to the clear kind, so I dyed our milk lime green with food coloring. I just did it so no one has discovered it yet, but I'll post the reaction when they do.
The bamboo is dead as ever. I swear I'll post a picture eventually. It's a wonder to me that no one (ie, my mom) has thrown it out yet.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Day 37: Eat and Run
"Eat and Run" was today's task. This is illegal. But I was going to try some kind of variation where I at least took advantage of a restaurant or something.
I didnt get the chance to do that though, so I decided to take it literally.
You know, eat, then run.
So right before tennis practice I ate dinner, which I usually wouldnt do, and then I ran around at tennis practice. Not a good idea, by the way. I felt pretty nauseous.
I wish I had done it the way they intended it.
Because that was disgusting.
I didnt get the chance to do that though, so I decided to take it literally.
You know, eat, then run.
So right before tennis practice I ate dinner, which I usually wouldnt do, and then I ran around at tennis practice. Not a good idea, by the way. I felt pretty nauseous.
I wish I had done it the way they intended it.
Because that was disgusting.
Day 37: Eat and Run
Today our task was to perform an "eat and run," which basically means you go to a restaurant, sit down, order, eat...and leave without paying the bill (and preferably without being caught). Brittany and I figured that this wouldn't be a good idea because, well, it's illegal. So to modify this task, Brittany came up with the good idea of me asking the lunch ladies at school today if I could have a free lunch. Apparently the cafeteria serves free lunch (a PBJ sandwhich, milk, and apple at Brittany's school) and I didn't even really know that they did that. So that was supposed to be my task.
The plan did not work. Why? Because I have my Oceanography class right before lunch, and we went on a field trip today to the marsh to get animals for our aquariums, and we were late coming back, so I missed the first 10 minutes or so of lunch, and then I had to go make up a quiz for spanish, and then once I had finished that, they weren't serving lunch anymore. I'm sorry. I did not complete today's task. :(
You know this Brittany, but just in case anyone else actually does read this (Emily? :D) I will be in Texas for a yearbook camp tomorrow through Sunday, so I most likely won't be able to post. I will however continue my tasks and update you once I'm back. So, until then!
The plan did not work. Why? Because I have my Oceanography class right before lunch, and we went on a field trip today to the marsh to get animals for our aquariums, and we were late coming back, so I missed the first 10 minutes or so of lunch, and then I had to go make up a quiz for spanish, and then once I had finished that, they weren't serving lunch anymore. I'm sorry. I did not complete today's task. :(
You know this Brittany, but just in case anyone else actually does read this (Emily? :D) I will be in Texas for a yearbook camp tomorrow through Sunday, so I most likely won't be able to post. I will however continue my tasks and update you once I'm back. So, until then!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
GAHHHHH
Okay. I'm not even going explain my inexcusable hiatus. I'm just going to write my about my tasks (probably not going to be as long as detailed as I would like, just to save time and your attention span). I'm just going to start where I left off. Here goes nothing.
Day 30: Ignore Today
I took "ignore today" as meaning, "Ignore the book, ignore the tasks, ignore anything to do with your mission with this book." So technically I shouldn't even have a post for this day. Oh well.
Day 31: Nauru Awareness Day
Apparently there is a very tiny island off the coast of Australia called Nauru and it is possible that it will be completely submerged by 2100 because of global warming. Sad, right? Well, that day we were supposed to write a postcard to the president of Nauru letting them know they haven't completely been forgot about. Here is my postcard (I decided to write a haiku):
Dear Mr. Ludwig, (that's the president's first name. doesn't sound very nauruian to me)
Your island is small
I hope your people don't drown
Buy a lot of rafts
Sincerely,
Betty C.
I thought he would appreciate my advice.
Day 32: Control Your Dreams
Well, I pretty much screwed this task up. We were supposed to think about hedgehogs, airplanes, and midgets throughout the day to see if we would dream about them that night, because supposedly you can control your dreams that way. I had read this task a couple days ahead, and for some reason I thought it had said think about those things right before you go to sleep, not throughout the day. I think I thought that because supposedly whenever you study something right before you go to sleep, you remember it better or something. But anyways...I was about to go to bed that night, and I got the book out and read the task, and I was like...well, wonderful. Totally messed that up. But I decided to do it my own way.
I kind of have little crush on this guy. Vince will be his name. So, I was like...maybe, if I think about him really hard before I fall asleep, I will dream about him (and NO, not in that way for anyone who reads this with their mind in the gutter). I couldn't really just sit there and think about him, so I decided to write a story about him. So, I wrote a story about him, and no I won't type it on here, sorry, and then I went to sleep.
Did I even remember my dreams the next morning? No. I could have dreamed about Vince being a midget riding a hedgehog shaped airplane, but we will never know...
Day 33: Paranormal
This day we were supposed to be on the "lookout" for paranormal activity. This is kind of ironic because I have a secret obsession with the supernatural/paranormal. Well, I was more obsessed a couple years ago, but it's still an interest of mine. I really wanted to do this task well and determine if my house was haunted or something, but I couldn't really because I was at work all day. Some random weird things did happen throughout the day however, I did suspect some paranormal activity was involved. Here's what happened:
1) My alarm clock didn't go off. This is likely paranormal activity because ghosts/poltergeists love to play around with electronics. I however, also like to turn off my alarm in my sleep for some reason, so...this one could go either way.
2) At work, when I would set up the tables, I would come back a few minutes later and silverware would be missing. Again, ghosts love to tease those of us in the flesh world, and this includes moving items and/or hiding them. Although my coworkers like to do the same thing.
3) The lights in the kitchen at work flickered a little once. Ghosts love to play with electricity.
That's all I can remember unfortunately. I know there was more. This sounds terrible, but...a retirement home is kind of a breeding ground for death. There must be spirits lurking around all over the place there.
Once I got home, I got out one of my many ghost books, this one happened to be "The Ghost Hunter's Manual" and I tried to determine if my house contained any spirits, but you needed a compass and a tape recorder and all this stuff...so I didn't do it. I kinda didn't want to know anyways.
Day 34: Write to a Dictator
This day we were supposed to write to a dictator asking to stop torture in their country. I chose Sudan because of the genocide that has been taking place there for several years now.
Mr. Omar al-Bashir, (Sudanese president)
There is no beating around the bush on the subject of genocide. This incomprehensible issue has been taking place right before your eyes in your own country for several years now. Your people are dying, families are being torn apart, mothers and children raped and tortured to death. Your job as president of a country is to lead your people and protect them, this should be your number one top priority. Why will you not allow the UN to step in and help? Do you want to see the country that has given you your title be wiped off the map? Are you just waiting for your citizens to extinguish? You say that letting UN troops come in will be detrimental to your country because they will "colonize" everything. No offense Mr. al-Bashir, but maybe a little colonization would be good for a country experiencing genocide. I think any organization would.
Please consider your people and consider your country. If a hand is extended, take it. We want to help, and you should want help for Sudan.
Sincerely,
Betty C.
Yeah, I know that is kind of the most cliche piece of crap ever written. Maybe al-Bashir doesn't speak English though so it won't even matter.
Day 35: Give Tasks
This day our task was to give tasks. There are a bunch of these little coupon thingies in the book that you're supposed to cut out and give to your friends. Most of them are kind of stupid, and also for people who are older and in serious relationships. For example: "Spy on my spouse for me" and "Help me make a baby." And to be honest...I didn't do this task at all. I feel terrible, but I meant to scan the page and cut out the coupons the night before but I never had the time...and I just didn't get around to it. This will be another one of those things to put on my ever-growing to-do list...
Day 36: Say Nothing
Today we were supposed to say nothing. All day. This obviously isn't practical, especially at school. Teachers and everyone would be so mad at you and just annoyed...I seriously considered pretending like I came down with laryngitis over night and couldn't talk at all, but I think that would kind of defeat the purpose of the task...not to mention, I would have to keep it up the following days because it would be kind of fishy if one day I couldn't even speak and the next I was magically cured. So...I just ignored the task at school and planned to do it once I got home.
Once I got home, I forgot about the task...as usual. It wasn't until I sat down to do my homework at 4:30 that I remembered. I decided that for the rest of the night I wouldn't talk. Then I remembered that I had to order my dinner from Steak-Out, and I couldn't exactly do that without talking. So I broke the rule again. After I got off the phone, I decided that THEN I would start the task for real. I was doing my homework, and I think that I actually talk out loud to myself a lot more than I think because I felt like I was holding back or something. It was so weird. Then, my mom came and knocked on my door and I didn't say anything so she just came in and she asked me a question and I just stared at her and she was like, "Betty, what are you doing?" and so I just answered her. Just like that, I gave in. I gave up after that.
I liked the description in the book though, it was talking about how the world is filled with so much superfluous (SAT word!) chatter, and how it would be hard to imagine what the world would be like if you could only talk about stuff that actually mattered...like, Lindsay Lohan's latest rehab rendezvous, and Paris Hilton's new dog.
That was a joke, if you didn't get it. :D
P.S. All the ghost stuff...I was being really sarcastic when I said that, just in case you didn't get that either. I mean, I really am interested in the paranormal, but I'm not like...a creepy fanatic. Just wanted to clear that up.
Day 30: Ignore Today
I took "ignore today" as meaning, "Ignore the book, ignore the tasks, ignore anything to do with your mission with this book." So technically I shouldn't even have a post for this day. Oh well.
Day 31: Nauru Awareness Day
Apparently there is a very tiny island off the coast of Australia called Nauru and it is possible that it will be completely submerged by 2100 because of global warming. Sad, right? Well, that day we were supposed to write a postcard to the president of Nauru letting them know they haven't completely been forgot about. Here is my postcard (I decided to write a haiku):
Dear Mr. Ludwig, (that's the president's first name. doesn't sound very nauruian to me)
Your island is small
I hope your people don't drown
Buy a lot of rafts
Sincerely,
Betty C.
I thought he would appreciate my advice.
Day 32: Control Your Dreams
Well, I pretty much screwed this task up. We were supposed to think about hedgehogs, airplanes, and midgets throughout the day to see if we would dream about them that night, because supposedly you can control your dreams that way. I had read this task a couple days ahead, and for some reason I thought it had said think about those things right before you go to sleep, not throughout the day. I think I thought that because supposedly whenever you study something right before you go to sleep, you remember it better or something. But anyways...I was about to go to bed that night, and I got the book out and read the task, and I was like...well, wonderful. Totally messed that up. But I decided to do it my own way.
I kind of have little crush on this guy. Vince will be his name. So, I was like...maybe, if I think about him really hard before I fall asleep, I will dream about him (and NO, not in that way for anyone who reads this with their mind in the gutter). I couldn't really just sit there and think about him, so I decided to write a story about him. So, I wrote a story about him, and no I won't type it on here, sorry, and then I went to sleep.
Did I even remember my dreams the next morning? No. I could have dreamed about Vince being a midget riding a hedgehog shaped airplane, but we will never know...
Day 33: Paranormal
This day we were supposed to be on the "lookout" for paranormal activity. This is kind of ironic because I have a secret obsession with the supernatural/paranormal. Well, I was more obsessed a couple years ago, but it's still an interest of mine. I really wanted to do this task well and determine if my house was haunted or something, but I couldn't really because I was at work all day. Some random weird things did happen throughout the day however, I did suspect some paranormal activity was involved. Here's what happened:
1) My alarm clock didn't go off. This is likely paranormal activity because ghosts/poltergeists love to play around with electronics. I however, also like to turn off my alarm in my sleep for some reason, so...this one could go either way.
2) At work, when I would set up the tables, I would come back a few minutes later and silverware would be missing. Again, ghosts love to tease those of us in the flesh world, and this includes moving items and/or hiding them. Although my coworkers like to do the same thing.
3) The lights in the kitchen at work flickered a little once. Ghosts love to play with electricity.
That's all I can remember unfortunately. I know there was more. This sounds terrible, but...a retirement home is kind of a breeding ground for death. There must be spirits lurking around all over the place there.
Once I got home, I got out one of my many ghost books, this one happened to be "The Ghost Hunter's Manual" and I tried to determine if my house contained any spirits, but you needed a compass and a tape recorder and all this stuff...so I didn't do it. I kinda didn't want to know anyways.
Day 34: Write to a Dictator
This day we were supposed to write to a dictator asking to stop torture in their country. I chose Sudan because of the genocide that has been taking place there for several years now.
Mr. Omar al-Bashir, (Sudanese president)
There is no beating around the bush on the subject of genocide. This incomprehensible issue has been taking place right before your eyes in your own country for several years now. Your people are dying, families are being torn apart, mothers and children raped and tortured to death. Your job as president of a country is to lead your people and protect them, this should be your number one top priority. Why will you not allow the UN to step in and help? Do you want to see the country that has given you your title be wiped off the map? Are you just waiting for your citizens to extinguish? You say that letting UN troops come in will be detrimental to your country because they will "colonize" everything. No offense Mr. al-Bashir, but maybe a little colonization would be good for a country experiencing genocide. I think any organization would.
Please consider your people and consider your country. If a hand is extended, take it. We want to help, and you should want help for Sudan.
Sincerely,
Betty C.
Yeah, I know that is kind of the most cliche piece of crap ever written. Maybe al-Bashir doesn't speak English though so it won't even matter.
Day 35: Give Tasks
This day our task was to give tasks. There are a bunch of these little coupon thingies in the book that you're supposed to cut out and give to your friends. Most of them are kind of stupid, and also for people who are older and in serious relationships. For example: "Spy on my spouse for me" and "Help me make a baby." And to be honest...I didn't do this task at all. I feel terrible, but I meant to scan the page and cut out the coupons the night before but I never had the time...and I just didn't get around to it. This will be another one of those things to put on my ever-growing to-do list...
Day 36: Say Nothing
Today we were supposed to say nothing. All day. This obviously isn't practical, especially at school. Teachers and everyone would be so mad at you and just annoyed...I seriously considered pretending like I came down with laryngitis over night and couldn't talk at all, but I think that would kind of defeat the purpose of the task...not to mention, I would have to keep it up the following days because it would be kind of fishy if one day I couldn't even speak and the next I was magically cured. So...I just ignored the task at school and planned to do it once I got home.
Once I got home, I forgot about the task...as usual. It wasn't until I sat down to do my homework at 4:30 that I remembered. I decided that for the rest of the night I wouldn't talk. Then I remembered that I had to order my dinner from Steak-Out, and I couldn't exactly do that without talking. So I broke the rule again. After I got off the phone, I decided that THEN I would start the task for real. I was doing my homework, and I think that I actually talk out loud to myself a lot more than I think because I felt like I was holding back or something. It was so weird. Then, my mom came and knocked on my door and I didn't say anything so she just came in and she asked me a question and I just stared at her and she was like, "Betty, what are you doing?" and so I just answered her. Just like that, I gave in. I gave up after that.
I liked the description in the book though, it was talking about how the world is filled with so much superfluous (SAT word!) chatter, and how it would be hard to imagine what the world would be like if you could only talk about stuff that actually mattered...like, Lindsay Lohan's latest rehab rendezvous, and Paris Hilton's new dog.
That was a joke, if you didn't get it. :D
P.S. All the ghost stuff...I was being really sarcastic when I said that, just in case you didn't get that either. I mean, I really am interested in the paranormal, but I'm not like...a creepy fanatic. Just wanted to clear that up.
Day 36: No talking
Today we werent supposed to talk. at all. Since I go to school I really couldnt do that. So i decided to only talk when spoken to. Great idea, it went really well in the morning, but it was pretty much impossible because I kept forgetting and there's all this drama at school that everyone is talking about and I really couldnt resist talking it was so difficult. I eventually totally forgot about it. So I failed today. I made an effort this morning, but it was sad just like the day I had to ignore everyone and act like I didnt care. It wasnt quite as bad as that, but it was still bad. Quite a few people asked me if I was okay and stuff when I was actually doing it.
Again, I feel like I really should have persevered and not talked at all or at least followed through with only talking when asked a question, but I didnt. I think I need to get it together as far as not half assing these tasks. sorry everyone.
Again, I feel like I really should have persevered and not talked at all or at least followed through with only talking when asked a question, but I didnt. I think I need to get it together as far as not half assing these tasks. sorry everyone.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Day 35: Task Day
We had a page of little "tasks" that we had to give people. I gave Arthur one that said "let me win next time we play chess" and Tracy one that said "taste my food for poison". The next period I gave Clementine one, it said "water my desk plants". Then I gave Lancelot one that said "Let me win in all our arguments" because we always have petty fights and we both wont back down. After that I gave Mia one that said "wake me up if I snore".
I'm pretty sure that's about all the ones I gave out. I kept forgetting...
But i liked today's because everyone thought it was so random and funny. I might try to give out the rest throughout the year since they're in my book bag now.
ps- Betty, this totally reminded me of nicco day! just nicer.
I'm pretty sure that's about all the ones I gave out. I kept forgetting...
But i liked today's because everyone thought it was so random and funny. I might try to give out the rest throughout the year since they're in my book bag now.
ps- Betty, this totally reminded me of nicco day! just nicer.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Day 34: Stop Torture
Today's task was to write to a dictator and ask them to stop torture in their country. I went to the amnesty international website and found this:
http://web.amnesty.org/actforwomen/svaw-060607-action-eng
It asks people to send a letter to the prime mister in Iraq asking him to make "honor killings" a criminal offense. So I wrote out that letter on pretty stationary and gave it to my mom to send.
She wasnt very happy, she didnt like me writing to the dalai lama earlier in the year. and she mentioned my other letter and I told her it was to a convict and she freaked out. she said she thinks i'm weird sometimes. but she's going to send it :D
http://web.amnesty.org/actforwomen/svaw-060607-action-eng
It asks people to send a letter to the prime mister in Iraq asking him to make "honor killings" a criminal offense. So I wrote out that letter on pretty stationary and gave it to my mom to send.
She wasnt very happy, she didnt like me writing to the dalai lama earlier in the year. and she mentioned my other letter and I told her it was to a convict and she freaked out. she said she thinks i'm weird sometimes. but she's going to send it :D
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Days 31, 32, and 33
I know, it's been a while.
Day 31 was Nauru awareness day. The task was to write to the president of Nauru, which I looked up some information on. It's a small island in the Pacific with a total population of only about 13,000. Unfortunately the president of Nauru had a heart attack in 2003, and it seems like since then Nauru dropped off the face of the Earth. There are a couple articles online about it, actually. One is entitled "Nauru loses contact with the rest of the world". So I didnt write, although I probably should have. Surely there is some president, and since he's not on the internet (gasp! who isnt on the internet?!) he probably would have appreciated a postcard.
Day 32 was to think about these three things- hedgehog, airplane, midget- in order to dream about them. I'll admit I didnt think about them as much as I meant to- it's hard to control your thoughts! But I did think about them before I went to bed, and nothing. I dreamed a lot last night, but I dont remember exactly what about. I do remember thinking "man, I didnt dream about those things..." when I first woke up and remembered my dream.
Day 33 (today) was to try to pay extra attention to the paranormal. It categorized some paranormal things by their degree of creepyness, ranging from hearing weird sounds to blood running down your walls. I didnt make it past the first category, which said not to jump to any conclusions. The only thing I noticed was a feeling that someone was watching me. But like the book said, there was probably a perfectly normal explanation. I was in the bath and you always feel kind of vulnerable when you're naked.
So, that's it. When I get the chance I'll put up a picture of my bamboo. It's almost completely dead :(.
Day 31 was Nauru awareness day. The task was to write to the president of Nauru, which I looked up some information on. It's a small island in the Pacific with a total population of only about 13,000. Unfortunately the president of Nauru had a heart attack in 2003, and it seems like since then Nauru dropped off the face of the Earth. There are a couple articles online about it, actually. One is entitled "Nauru loses contact with the rest of the world". So I didnt write, although I probably should have. Surely there is some president, and since he's not on the internet (gasp! who isnt on the internet?!) he probably would have appreciated a postcard.
Day 32 was to think about these three things- hedgehog, airplane, midget- in order to dream about them. I'll admit I didnt think about them as much as I meant to- it's hard to control your thoughts! But I did think about them before I went to bed, and nothing. I dreamed a lot last night, but I dont remember exactly what about. I do remember thinking "man, I didnt dream about those things..." when I first woke up and remembered my dream.
Day 33 (today) was to try to pay extra attention to the paranormal. It categorized some paranormal things by their degree of creepyness, ranging from hearing weird sounds to blood running down your walls. I didnt make it past the first category, which said not to jump to any conclusions. The only thing I noticed was a feeling that someone was watching me. But like the book said, there was probably a perfectly normal explanation. I was in the bath and you always feel kind of vulnerable when you're naked.
So, that's it. When I get the chance I'll put up a picture of my bamboo. It's almost completely dead :(.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Day 30: Ignore Today
Our instructions for today just said "ignore today." I guess that could be taken as an off day, but I decided to take it literally, like have an "I dont care" day.
This morning I got up and didnt shower. And I wore jeans and a plain white tshirt and a pullover sweater and sneakers. I know, that sounds like the outfit of every highschooler in the universe. but that is definitely not an outfit I wear very often. especially when I havent bathed. To top it all off, I didnt put on any makeup. NONE. and, I didnt do anything with my hair. I just put it in a gross ponytail. I went downstairs, ate breakfast, didnt talk to anyone. Then I realized I had a full half an hour of extra time since I didnt get ready at all, so I went back to sleep in my clothes. In my car I played Sigur Ros, because it seemed to fit the "Ignorning everyone, being introverted" kind of thing. My sister asked if I was okay, i just nodded my head, and we listened to it in silence. I got to school and my friend Xena pulled up right beside me as I was getting my bookbag and she gave me a weird look and said "are you okay?" and i nodded. we got into school and she touched my arm and said, "really, are you alright?" I brought a book in so when I sat with my friends I read instead of talking. When I sat down Mia said, "Brittany, are you okay??" and I just nodded again. I went to government, took a quiz, and went to sleep. In newspaper I had to talk, but I only did to ask questions, and I didnt chat. In Spanish I took a quiz and did homework and only talked to Arthur a tiny bit. I went to lunch and did calculus homework. After lunch I had calculus, and I never talk in there anyways because I hate that class, but I sat and thought about things, and how I felt, and I started to get really sad feeling. Like, I realized how much of an effort it was for me to be so antisocial and sad. That kind of made me happy, because I realized that I'm a naturally happy person, but I really hated it. So I wrote betty a note that I will eventually send to make me get my mind off of things, and after that I had art with mia and I was done isolating myself, so I pretty much quit then. But I still looked really crappy.
I didnt like today. Not just because I hate feeling dirty and ugly, but because I hated feeling lonely, even if it was just fake. It was the worst feeling, even when I was surrounded by my friends and I was the one acting weird. I hated it so much.
This morning I got up and didnt shower. And I wore jeans and a plain white tshirt and a pullover sweater and sneakers. I know, that sounds like the outfit of every highschooler in the universe. but that is definitely not an outfit I wear very often. especially when I havent bathed. To top it all off, I didnt put on any makeup. NONE. and, I didnt do anything with my hair. I just put it in a gross ponytail. I went downstairs, ate breakfast, didnt talk to anyone. Then I realized I had a full half an hour of extra time since I didnt get ready at all, so I went back to sleep in my clothes. In my car I played Sigur Ros, because it seemed to fit the "Ignorning everyone, being introverted" kind of thing. My sister asked if I was okay, i just nodded my head, and we listened to it in silence. I got to school and my friend Xena pulled up right beside me as I was getting my bookbag and she gave me a weird look and said "are you okay?" and i nodded. we got into school and she touched my arm and said, "really, are you alright?" I brought a book in so when I sat with my friends I read instead of talking. When I sat down Mia said, "Brittany, are you okay??" and I just nodded again. I went to government, took a quiz, and went to sleep. In newspaper I had to talk, but I only did to ask questions, and I didnt chat. In Spanish I took a quiz and did homework and only talked to Arthur a tiny bit. I went to lunch and did calculus homework. After lunch I had calculus, and I never talk in there anyways because I hate that class, but I sat and thought about things, and how I felt, and I started to get really sad feeling. Like, I realized how much of an effort it was for me to be so antisocial and sad. That kind of made me happy, because I realized that I'm a naturally happy person, but I really hated it. So I wrote betty a note that I will eventually send to make me get my mind off of things, and after that I had art with mia and I was done isolating myself, so I pretty much quit then. But I still looked really crappy.
I didnt like today. Not just because I hate feeling dirty and ugly, but because I hated feeling lonely, even if it was just fake. It was the worst feeling, even when I was surrounded by my friends and I was the one acting weird. I hated it so much.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Day 29: Dial at Random
Today we were supposed to dial a random phone number and read them this RIDICULOUSLY long passage in the book that's all about Jesus and the Bible, and we're supposed to read it with a deep southern accent.
I'm so mad, because I never dialed any real-life people. I just kept getting answering machines. But let me tell you...they're gonna have a ton of messages to listen to when they check them. I made my voice like, this "southern belle" kind of accent. If you've ever lived/been to Alabama, I had the Alabama southern accent. It's like the female version of Forrest Gump. Except...I didn't talk really slow and sound mentally handicapped as he did. Anyways.
I used *67 so that the person wouldn't see my number, and I just dialed away. The first number that actually worked (you'd be surprised how hard it is to find one that does) when straight to the voicemail, and it was just the generic voicemail...no personal recording or anything, so I'm hoping it's actually someone's phone because I really want someone to hear it. It took me three messages to say the entire freaking thing. And every message I made sure that I was saying the last word that I left off with right when it beeped so it would sound like I hadn't even stopped talking. Some parts I got really dramatic with, like, "And which God gave unto Moses on Sinai, saying this is thy righteousness, O Israel." And I said Israel like, "Iz-rye-el." I want to record myself talking and put it on here. That's another thing to add to my list.
RECORD MYSELF TALKING WITH DEEP SOUTHERN FEMALE FORREST GUMP ACCENT
Ok, sorry, I needed to put that there for myself so I would remember. So, I called other numbers, one went to the voicemail of this woman named Jennifer, one went to a guy named Mike, and even though it was really fun leaving the messages, I wish I had gotten someone to pick up. I should have kept calling...but I had other things to do. I think I will continue this task though throughout the year and post about it. It's really fun. I love doing weird anonymous things like this.
Oh yeah, and I left a message on my sister's phone doing the same thing, and she knew it was me unfortunately. Apparently my southern accent still can't mask the real me.
I'm so mad, because I never dialed any real-life people. I just kept getting answering machines. But let me tell you...they're gonna have a ton of messages to listen to when they check them. I made my voice like, this "southern belle" kind of accent. If you've ever lived/been to Alabama, I had the Alabama southern accent. It's like the female version of Forrest Gump. Except...I didn't talk really slow and sound mentally handicapped as he did. Anyways.
I used *67 so that the person wouldn't see my number, and I just dialed away. The first number that actually worked (you'd be surprised how hard it is to find one that does) when straight to the voicemail, and it was just the generic voicemail...no personal recording or anything, so I'm hoping it's actually someone's phone because I really want someone to hear it. It took me three messages to say the entire freaking thing. And every message I made sure that I was saying the last word that I left off with right when it beeped so it would sound like I hadn't even stopped talking. Some parts I got really dramatic with, like, "And which God gave unto Moses on Sinai, saying this is thy righteousness, O Israel." And I said Israel like, "Iz-rye-el." I want to record myself talking and put it on here. That's another thing to add to my list.
RECORD MYSELF TALKING WITH DEEP SOUTHERN FEMALE FORREST GUMP ACCENT
Ok, sorry, I needed to put that there for myself so I would remember. So, I called other numbers, one went to the voicemail of this woman named Jennifer, one went to a guy named Mike, and even though it was really fun leaving the messages, I wish I had gotten someone to pick up. I should have kept calling...but I had other things to do. I think I will continue this task though throughout the year and post about it. It's really fun. I love doing weird anonymous things like this.
Oh yeah, and I left a message on my sister's phone doing the same thing, and she knew it was me unfortunately. Apparently my southern accent still can't mask the real me.
Day 29: Dial Randomly
Well, today's task was the hardest one I've done yet. In fact, I just did it, and I'm still shaking and my heart is beating really fast. We had to dial a phone number at random and read this long spiel about Christianity. but here's the good part- we had to do it in a deep south accent. I must have dialed twenty numbers before someone finally picked up. Now, it's 10:30 at night, no one wants to answer the phone, I know, but please! I need to get this over with. It was a man, he answered groggily, and after the first sentence I was sure he had hung up, but he hadnt! He let me talk almost halfway through a paragraph. I messed up so many time, skipping lines and saying the wrong words. And I did the worst southern accent of all time. I cant even describe how bad it was. He finally hung up, without saying anything, after 52 seconds.
I'm seriously just now calming down, that was so difficult for me. I almost want to try again because I know I can do better, but I think that was enough for one day.
I think the authors knew that too, because tomorrow is kind of an off day. Or it could be taken that way. Until then...
I'm seriously just now calming down, that was so difficult for me. I almost want to try again because I know I can do better, but I think that was enough for one day.
I think the authors knew that too, because tomorrow is kind of an off day. Or it could be taken that way. Until then...
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Day 28: Last Meal
Prisoners on death row are allowed to choose a final meal that the prison or an outside group will try their best to accommodate. For today, we were supposed to think of what we'd like our last meal to be, and then make it. While I really wish I had made mine, because it would have really enhanced today, I didnt. I did make a list of all (okay, only some) of my favorite things that I would definitely want to have as my last meal during Government class.
banana pudding
chocolate ice cream with chocolate sauce and brownie chunks
my mom's sour cream mashed potatoes with corn on top
my mom's meatloaf
a big glass of cold, 2% milk
a mango
a smoothie (I'd have to think pretty hard about the flavor, it takes me forever to decide)
My great-grandma's macaroni (it has sugar in it :D)
another recipe of my mom's- elegant steak (steak strips in cream of mushroom soup sauce over rice)
japanese hibachi shrimp and rice with the pink shrimp sauce and that salad too
McDonald's sweet tea
McDonald's kid's cheeseburger ketchup only
Red Robin's bonsai burger
hotel scrambled eggs
a belgian waffle
a really cold gatorade
sliced tomato with fresh mozzarella cheese on top
juicy pear jelly bellys
a pineapple
a bowl of dinner mints
I mean, if it's my last meal, i might as well stuff myself (to death, it looks like!)
the more i think about it, the more I wish i had gotten at least some of the things from the list to eat today.
ps- here is a site that has last meal requests on it. it's really interesting:
Final Meals
banana pudding
chocolate ice cream with chocolate sauce and brownie chunks
my mom's sour cream mashed potatoes with corn on top
my mom's meatloaf
a big glass of cold, 2% milk
a mango
a smoothie (I'd have to think pretty hard about the flavor, it takes me forever to decide)
My great-grandma's macaroni (it has sugar in it :D)
another recipe of my mom's- elegant steak (steak strips in cream of mushroom soup sauce over rice)
japanese hibachi shrimp and rice with the pink shrimp sauce and that salad too
McDonald's sweet tea
McDonald's kid's cheeseburger ketchup only
Red Robin's bonsai burger
hotel scrambled eggs
a belgian waffle
a really cold gatorade
sliced tomato with fresh mozzarella cheese on top
juicy pear jelly bellys
a pineapple
a bowl of dinner mints
I mean, if it's my last meal, i might as well stuff myself (to death, it looks like!)
the more i think about it, the more I wish i had gotten at least some of the things from the list to eat today.
ps- here is a site that has last meal requests on it. it's really interesting:
Final Meals
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