j'y pense et puis j'oublie

Gah. I'm feeling weird. And not really even my normal weird... I'm fairly tired, but also sort of... not (I'm also not very eloquent right now- can ya tell?). Maybe this is what being drunk feels like. Actually, I'm waiting and hoping someone I haven't talked to in ages will come online, but I'm about to give up because of the whole 'fairly tired' thing. 
I think I ate too many ginger cookies today. That could very well be the problem. Wheeee. Or I could just be going a little stir-crazy because it's freezing outside, and because we're on break so I'm not able to get rid of all my excess crazyness at school. Pffft. This is insane. 
But seriously! I get tired so easily these days, and it's annoying. When I was... I don't know, thirteen or so, I could stay up till three or four in the morning every weekend, talking to Ziny/Rin/Eamane/Tasa/Summer and/or doing random boardie chats (I haven't participated in one of those in over a year- probably everyone's forgotten I exist by now), but now I'm all, "Ohhh, it's 11:04, time to go to bed..." Oy.

I don't even know what I'm doing right now, except complaining. And reading ANGSTY CARTOON FIC.  

Mmmm'kay, I'm leaving now. G'bye.

We went out for Chinese food tonight, and when we (my mom, my sister, and I) combined our 'speak Chinese' phrases from the backs of our fortune cookie fortunes, we learned how to say 'goodnight, five thousand lovers'. It was awesome. 
Slightly less awesome was the fact that I'm almost positive that I saw Mme. Kissack across sitting a few booths away from us (she was sitting down just as we were leaving). I had to get out of there really quickly so she wouldn't be able to try and molest me or something. I hope she didn't see me, but if she did, we all know she'll mention it next time she subs... which will hopefully be never. Seriously, can't the school get more competent language subs who don't blantantly favor some students/classes over others? And who are actually fluent in the language they're supposed to be teaching? Because it was really sad how many times we had to correct her grammar/sentences during the three months we had her last year. Also, she killed Madame's plants. 
But still, there's hope for this year, I suppose- she's only subbed twice so far, and Madame doesn't think she'll need to be hospitalized this year (but then again, it's not like it was expected last time...). And when Kissack does sub, it's always fun to be the first one in the room, and then sit back and watch how horrified people look when they see who's teaching class that day. Heh.

Anyway. In other, less whiny news, I've been fooling around with the scrapbook aspect of this site. Today's experiment is... posting pictures in my entries. You KNOW you're excited. 

( In which I prove a point, with visual aids. )

The play was AWESOME. Seriously, I think I liked it better than the movie. Heh. Obviously, there were some changes they had to make- the whole fishing trip scenes were out, as were the outdoor scenes (they played basketball indoors in the dayroom- heh). And some little scenes were added, too, though the added stuff may very well have been from the book (which I *still* haven't read, even though I bought it last June). Also, a few of the male roles were changed to female roles to make the cast more gender balanced (Hallie Gremlitz was 'Miss Martini' and Sam Modigliani was 'Miss Scanlon'- I guess they figured girls playing guy parts would have been even more awkward than having a mixed gender ward in the 60s). But still- I loved it. I think it was the best school play I've gone to see.
Cam was McMurphy (of course), and he did an excellent job as always (heh- mom and I thought we saw him riding his bike downtown today, so we pulled over the congratulate him... but it turned out to be some random UNH student). Christian LaCourse played the Chief, and he was very good, as well- particularly with his facial expressions, and the very last scene (which I was actually slightly disappointed with in the play- he didn't throw anything through the window to break out, he just got the keys from Harding and unlocked it). Brett Chamberlain was Harding, and he was awesome, as was Max (or Sam? I think it was Max, but I can never tell those two apart) Eggers as Billy Bibbit. And Jessie Miller made a very, very creepy Nurse Ratched (I couldn't help but think some of her lines along with her in my head- ones that I knew when I was considering auditioning for the part).
... Yeah. Basically everyone rocked. Especially Cam, but it's pretty much set in stone that he's going on to a professional actor already (I mean, he's already been in independant films!), so...

But yes, that's pretty much it. I think it scarred Jenny for life, though. Heh. She gets creeped out by weird/depressing stuff easily...

I know I said this before, but I'm really liking the tag prompts. It makes tagging my quotes entries so much easier. Now I just hope they make the entry tags work the same as the picture tags- letting you capitalize, and add links and descriptions. Having the name and course tags from my quote section mixed in with the general entry tags from my everyday entries is more than a bit annoying.

Anyway. All in all, the whole 'digitize my quote notebooks' project is going fairly slow- I'm only a little more than halfway through the quotes of freshman year (though, with Leslie and co. in Physical Science and Doug and Joel in band, it's not that surprising that that year was overflowing with quote-y goodness- the same thing's happening this year, what with the WH boys and all). Funfunfun. Comparatively, the quotes from sophomore and junior years were pretty bare. Well, actually, not really sophomore year- after all, that was the year that I had Phetteplace. (I don't at all understand it when people say that they hate him.) And junior year I had some good ones from Murphy and that whole class, but still... meh. Whatever. 

I kind of feel like writing a fandom-squee entry right now, but I don't have the energy.

And by the way, AUTO-SAVE IS WORKING. Historic moment, people.

The field trip on Friday was pretty entertaining... mostly because it was a World History trip, so the majority of the people who came were certifiably nuts. I mean, Ryder, Zak, Ricky B., et al on a bus together for an entire hour? It's a good thing we didn't get stuck in traffic. 
Oh, and the Russians came, too- we dropped them off in Boston to walk the Freedom Trail with the creepy new assistant librarian (he hates me) before going on the Cambridge. Fun. They probably thought we were all insane. 
And speaking of the Russians,  one of the girls looks like Daisy from Girl, Interrupted. It's kind of freaking me out. (I wonder if she had a chicken sandwich for lunch that day.) Seriously, though- I'll see her in the hallway and do a double-take. It's probably a good thing that none of them look like Lisa...

But anyway, the field trip. Zak gave all of his money to this random guy who came up to him on the street and told him he needed cash to start an AIDS foundation, which is basically Exhibit A for why it's not the greatest idea to take a bunch of rural high-schoolers to cities, and then let them roam freely. WE'RE NOT STREETWISE, DAMMIT. This was further proven by the general reactions to the view outside the bus windows ("Look! A homeless person! Cool!") - the guys were taking note of which people 'looked like drug dealers- and by this I mean being all, "That guy's got his hands in his pockets! He must be packing!" and "Those people are all crowded together! I'll bet they're arranging a drop!" This excitement was only added to by the fact that we had to get on and off the bus while it was illegally parked at a city bus stop. Heh. And we also saw a dog stalk a squirrel, and then chase him up a tree. That was pretty exciting. I felt bad for the squirrel, though- even after the dog was gone, he stayed up there on the branch, quivering. Awwww. 

Heh. I find it amusing that the stuff I'm writing about has absolutely nothing to do with the actual point of the trip, which was visiting the Fogg Museum (and, y'know, that other museum that I forget the name of). Sad, really.
Seriously, though- we're only about an hour away from Boston, but the only 'city' we see on a regular basis is Portsmouth.  So in a sense, we really are just overexcitable, naive country kids. Hee.

In other news... GMAIL WON'T LET ME E-MAIL MY POWERPOINT. This annoys me. 



(Title quote attributed to Alex M., by the way- from when everyone was telling random jokes and riddles on the way back. I'm telling you this, of course, because I know you care deeply.)

 Michael Wood tomorrow! I'm seriously excited- because I know the talk's going to be interesting, yes, but it's mostly about the hair. And I'd feel pretty stupid for admitting that if my entire class didn't feel the same way. (It's probably a good thing that no one reads this LJ.)

In other news, I hate AOL. Seriously. It's being particularly craptastic today. Grrr. Mostly it's the dial-up (yes, I am one of the three people in the world to still have dial-up)- it keeps having to reconnect every few minutes. And I mean that quite literally. HATE. IT. 

And no, I don't really have anything to say, just that I want to go on AFC but I don't dare because my computer might explode if I have two many browser windows up. It'd be great if I could go on in Intro to Adobe, but the site's blocked because Mrs. Kentner caught me on it last year. *le sigh*
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Seriously, I don't even know why I'm writing this entry.

One of my favorite things about Intro to Adobe is careening around the room in my rolly chair. Seriously. I know I'm not usually one to say this about things I learn in school, but... *adopts a whiny tone* When am I ever going to use this in real life? Sure, it's fun and all making drawings of fruit and houses and movie theater marquees (and I'm even getting better at using the stupid 'pen' tool), but I'm much rather be taking World History II (gripe, gripe, gripe...), or The 60s, or Russian-Studies-in-an-actual-class-as-opposed-to-an-independent-study. But still, the rolly chairs almost make it worthwhile. Almost. 

Oh, guess what? We have GOVERNMENT PEOPLE at school! (And if you're thinking about the X-Files episode Bad Blood... no, not that kind of government people. Unfortunately.) Apparently, every public school in the country needs to be inspected for accreditation every ten years, and last time we were inspected, we were put on probation because of the old building. Hee. So for this week, random people working for the Department of Education (or something) are going to be wandering around, 'shadowing' people (aka stalking you and following you to all your classes), and deciding whether our building, teachers, and curriculm is 'worthy' of accreditation. Needless to say, the teachers are freaked. No Skull Pops are being sold this week- they were sold last week, and they're going to be back on sale next week, but heaven forbid the government people see students sucking on lollipops during class! No eating in classrooms at all, no matter what, even though most teachers usually let you anyway! And remember, kids- if a random stranger comes up to you in the hallway and asks you how to get to a certain classroom, don't go tell Mrs. Wotton that we have an intruder like you're usually supposed to do- help them! Be helpful! Be nice! And for the love of God, wait until next week to pull any senior pranks!

So far, I've only had one person come into one of my classes- this old man came in during Band, while we were sightreading Fable and Folk Tale (haha, spoken parts FTW)- really, really badly. He stood by the door to the Drama Office for about five minutes (at first, Mr. LaForce acted like he didn't notice he was there- 'act natural, they want to see the school as it is on a typical day'... yeah, right!- then he went over and was all suave, "Oh, hi, I'm Marc LaForce!" *handshake*). During the time he was standing there, Mr. LaForce was a lot more calm and patient. For example, when Alex was playing out of turn (meaning, banging the cymbals over and over again), Mr. LaForce just stood there smiling for a few seconds, then whistled to get his attention. Instead of, you know, insulting his intelligence the way he normally does. 

With the way things have been going so far, this week should be pretty entertaining.

Dude, I totally just found out something today... the band Evanescence pronounces their name "Eh-VAHN-eh-sants", as opposed to "Eh-VAHN-sants" like I've called it in my head for years. Therefore, my life is shattered even though I don't even listen to the group. *dies*

Oh, and this? Scariest shit ever. I don't know where I first saw this, but I remembered the clay people being killed to this day. And up until yesterday, I thought it was just a nightmare I had when I was five or something. Creeeeeepy.

Okay, so we went over to Alwood yesterday to see the Clabaughs, who are renting (Laura and I made Jenny our SLAVE), and we watched Pippi Longstocking. You know, the badly-dubbed Swedish one that I was TOTALLY OBSESSED WITH WHEN I WAS SEVEN. Seriously, I was way too excited about seeing it again. And now I really want to go out and buy it, along with the not-as-good one with the corny-but-great songs. Oh, yes. 

And also on the nostalgia topic- guess what CD-ROM I found lurking over at Dad's this morning? ROLLER COASTER TYCOON 2. ZOMGYES. I recall many, many hours spent screwing around with that game, making things such as an unnaturally small observation tower named 'The Holly Short', and christening merry-go-rounds things such as 'We've Turned the Corner' (Bush should SO be thanking us for the free publicity) and 'The Merry-and-Pippin-Go-Round'. Also, killing people by purposely making the rides defective. I wish I could still remember how to do that; it was great fun.
I also think one of the best was when we named a ride Nemo, and then hid it away in a very inaccessible place (like in the middle of a lake or something, probably). Everyone was wandering around going, "I can't find Nemo!" It was fantastic. 
That game will go down in history (along with Zoo Tycoon- animal abuse, The Scientist Frenzy, reenacting books- and Let's Ride: Rosemond Hill- glitches galore, impossible horse feats, JOHN) as one of the games that is soooo much more fun when played incorrectly. Whee.