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I found a hilarious website yesterday, which is pretty much the most wonderful thing ever. It's in Dutch or something, but it's mocking badfic. It's pretty obvious what they're talking about, what with lines like: 

Foreigners mocking American badfic = SOCOOL. )
All I can say is, HEE. And, BOOKMARKING.
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Luckily, I only had to sit around for my bus to come for, like, half an hour. And the ride itself probably lasted about half an hour as well, as opposed to TWO AND A HALF. Yes, I'm still bitter. 

Something random: West Wing fic will never cease to amuse me. That fandom has the strangest pairings- Toby/Sam/Josh (all of them at once- yes, I've seen it done), Donna/Ainsley (I guess because they both have blonde hair), Leo/Ainsley (probably squicks me out the most, for some reason), Leo/Josh, Jed/Fitz, Jed/Leo... and before you ask, "Jed/Leo? Whuh? What does Abbey think of this?", don't worry. She doesn't care, because she's already shacking up with CJ.
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Because it's a fun way of wasting time, I've spent a few minutes today on this site, and I have to say it's pretty much the most amusing thing ever. Anagrams rock. I've been doing classmates, family, teachers, and, of course, favorite characters... and my favorite one was an anagram for 'sociopath Lisa'. 
'Ciao Hospitals'. 
It's just so FITTING, don't you think? 

Crystal and Summer came over for like, five minutes to see how we were doing (this morning wasn't going well with mom and all...). We threw rocks at Jenny's window to get her to come down. Hee. 
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... We only have two class members, and all we're doing is watching movies. We finished Girl, Interrupted today (Cynthia was actually the one that suggested it- that made me feel very squeeful), and we're watching One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest tomorrow. Heh. Mental hospital fun. 
But yeah... finishing G,I today. Apparently, if you see something over and over and over again, it kind of dulls in you- but that hasn't happened to me with this movie yet, because all through French afterward, I was still all, "ZOMG-LISA-YOU-MAKE-ME-WANT-TO-CRY." *le sigh* And she does, my friends, she does. 
Susanna trying to be like Lisa after they're separated. Lisa slowly losing control, then trying to regain it with the whole Girl-Interrupted-come-Harriet-the-Spy scene. The very first scene, in the basement. Lisa and Susanna talking through the seclusion room door. The Truth. And Lisa's last scene- Oh my God, Lisa's last scene. It's just... sdlkjdsfjlkejewidoidfs. Lykeseriously.

Though I do really enjoy Janet's Scooby-Doo impression in the ice cream parlor. I only noticed that yesterday. Hee.
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Awww. It seems as if I've made this entire journal private. Doesn't that suck for you? Now you won't be able to stalk me anymore unless you learn how to hack. Or unless you convince me to add you to my flist. (And even then you won't be able to see everything. I make people pay for that.) If I know you (online people count, too), you're in. But otherwise...

I feel your pain, man. 

But now you're just sitting here, waiting in vain for all my old entries to come back. Isn't that kind of a waste? Hmmm. You need something fun to do. Take up a sport or something. (I don' t reccommend volleyball.) Learn an instrument. (I wouldn't consider the bass clarinet- they've got some of the most boring harmony parts I've ever seen.) Or, you know, find someone else to stalk.

But seriously, why are you still sitting here, listening to me go on about absolutely nothing? Some of my crazy might rub off on you! You aren't worried?! No, I suppose not, considering you're still reading this. You're a persistent one, aren't you?

But whatever. Suit yourself- stare at this lone entry forever. Because it's never, ever going to go away. Unless, of course, I forget to make a new entry private. Which, knowing me, is entirely possible. But besides that, this page ain't gonna change. Sorry.

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Awww. It seems as if I've made this entire journal private. Doesn't that suck for you? Now you won't be able to stalk me anymore unless you learn how to hack. Or unless you convince me to add you to my flist. (And even then you won't be able to see everything. I make people pay for that.) If I know you (online people count, too), you're in. But otherwise...

I feel your pain, man. 

But now you're just sitting here, waiting in vain for all my old entries to come back. Isn't that kind of a waste? Hmmm. You need something fun to do. Take up a sport or something. (I don' t reccommend volleyball.) Learn an instrument. (I wouldn't consider the bass clarinet- they've got some of the most boring harmony parts I've ever seen.) Or, you know, find someone else to stalk.

But seriously, why are you still sitting here, listening to me go on about absolutely nothing? Some of my crazy might rub off on you! You aren't worried?! No, I suppose not, considering you're still reading this. You're a persistent one, aren't you?

But whatever. Suit yourself- stare at this lone entry forever. Because it's never, ever going to go away. Unless, of course, I forget to make a new entry private. Which, knowing me, is entirely possible. But besides that, this page ain't gonna change. Sorry.

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Every time Mr. Mroz says 'my older son' (he says it like "m'older son") I think he's saying 'Mulder's son'. Oh my Lord, and I haven't even gotten to the William episodes yet. 

We need to have a snow day tomorrow, because if we don't, I will be sad. Also, if we are in school tomorrow, we'll have blocks Wednesday and Thursday, but if we're not in school tomorrow, we won't have blocks at all this week. PLEASE OH PLEASE SNOW DAY.
Seriously though, everyone around school is acting like it's a done deal- even the teachers, who usually are all, "There's no snow. There isn't going to be snow. Shut up about the friggin' snow." Mrs. Best says that even if school isn't cancelled, she's still not coming in. Gotta love that dedication, huh?

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I didn't watch the State of the Union Address last night because I was too busy watching MST3K. That says a bit about our nation's youth today, huh? 
No, the closest I got to the speech was our discussion in US History (taught by Mr. Pappas, who also teaches Citizen Education and Current Events- and it's so obvious he likes it better than history), which mainly consisted of us passing around a copy of the Boston Globe and giggling over how Bush was so obviously oogling Pelosi's breasts in the cover picture. Welcome to high school, everybody.
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Jenny and I got our weekly dose of snark in watching The Saddle Club this evening. The best quote was from the show itself, no add-ons from us: 

Some Kid: "Mrs. Reg says she's having a foal." 

We were screaming with laughter. Obviously, they don't mean Mrs. Reg herself was having a foal, but that's what it sounded like, even in context. Oy vey. 

And the best quote from one of us was from about the middle of the episode we were watching, when Lisa was all, "ZOMG appendicitis!" in the middle of nowhere, rolling around on the ground and clutching her stomach... so, in an effort to get the apparently dying Lisa on her back, the horse she had been riding gets down on the ground like he's going to roll and 'offers' her back to Lisa- and Jenny goes:
"Hey everybody, guess who I am! 'Ohhh, owww, my stomach..." 
Because the horse totally wasn't trying to help, he was just making fun of Lisa by imitating her. *nodnod*

Hee. We're such dorks. 

The title quote I used for this entry, by the way, comes from yet another Saddle Club episode- and it's so bizarre because, of course, 'Veronica and Kristy' is three words- not one or two. 

*sigh* D'you think they realize that their show is this stupid?

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I've heard people (mostly adults) say that fanfiction is "not real writing" and "a waste of time". Now I ask you, how can it not be "real writing"? Just because you're using somebody else's characters? One of the things I love about fanfiction is the way different writers take the characters and make them their own- not make them OOC, mind you, but sort of... interpret them in their own way. Because a well-written/well-acted character has enough depth to be interpreted in many ways. Take Toby Ziegler, for example (yeah, you knew I was going to get around to this some time...) I've read countless stories featuring Toby (mostly at The National Library- best site ever go there now), and I've noticed that no two authors write him the same way. Sure, some are (in my opinion) more accurate than others, but there are some that write him totally differently from each other, but I still see both as in character (often more in character than Wells-era canon, which is why I lovelovelove Here Today/jail-centric fic). Because Toby can be interpreted so many different ways. 
The X-Files is more of a problem, because (much as it pains me to say it), Scully is not as well-written/acted as Toby- her character just doesn't have as much depth, thus there is a much finer line between OOC/IC for her. (Hoo boy, now I feel guilty for betraying one of my Big Fandom Loves... *sigh*)
Another thing is, whether you're using your own characters or not, fanfiction *is* writing, and the more you practice writing, the better you get at it. Some may argue that you don't get any practice writing characters, but I would disagree (for the reasons stated above). I've read some pretty awesome fanfiction, by authors that, if they wrote original fic, could probably get published at one time or another. Writing good fanfiction, like writing good original fiction, takes time, hard work, and talent (not that I would know from experience, considering all the fanfic I write I keep inside my head). 
So... yeah. Lay off fanfiction, people.

(And if I were actually more eloquent than I am, this would make more sense, and contain much less bad grammar.)
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... You begin to understand what the hell your psychotic neighbor is talking about.

Occasionally, In the midst of her babbling about High School Musical and The Cheetah Girls, Crystal will start nonsensically speaking in a very... garbled fashion. Kindaliikzeez, yknow? Because, you see, she knows I'm not going to be on the afternoon bus all the following week (this little story takes place the Friday before finals- so, last Friday, actually), and so she feels it is her duty to give me a very Crystal-ful ride home, to make up for all the time I'll miss. This consists mostly of poking my arm repeatedly, and then, once she has my reluctant attention, informing me that: 
A.) My dog (meaning Gypsy) is evil 
B.) I'm in love with (insert anybody/anything she can come up with here) 
C.) The West Wing sucks (she's never actually seen it) 
or
D.) Anything else she can come up with. 
This makes for a very tiring bus ride. 

Anyway, so about halfway through the ride, she jabs my arm and, gesturing frantically towards the front of the bus, says, "Yuuinloooovwistrevor, ya?" I automatically respond, "No, I'm not in love with Trevor."  
And then I stop. 
Because I understood her. 
Oh, my God. 
I spend too much time around this kid.
I rest my case. 

And then, of course, she spoke like that for the rest of the ride home. So Jenny and I spoke in Pig Latin for the entire walk home (well, until she went into her house, which comes before ours on our walk), which basically caused her to scream in gibberish in frusteration. The rest of the neighborhood must be terrified by us by now. 

Hee. Reading this over I make Crystal sound like more of a psycho than she really is. Seriously though, the only 'problem' she has is ADHD- everything else, she does of her own accord... my problem, however. Well, I'm not quite so sure about that...
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:I'm totally using Sam's quote about going to Mars in my pro-space travel Astronomy paper. w00t! (Just thought you should know, y'know? 
And I am currently working on The Secret of Shadow Ranch. Mwahahaha. I'm seriously obsessed with WNS-ing now- but I can't help it, because it is SO fun. Lyke seriously, dude. 

Why yes, I am in a good mood because I survived my Geometry final, why do you ask? And I feel confident that I did at least okay (*knock on wood*). At least, I don't think I failed. (*knock on a lot of wood*) I still have to finish some of the non-multiple choice part tomorrow, though (I was the last one in my class to finish- yayz!), during passing time between C and D blocks (a.k.a. Band and Astronomy- and the half-hour passing time between midterms is officially awesome). 

Before I move into the extensive fourth part of my entry, I will attempt to clarify something that shouldn't really need clarification, but I'm doing it anyway: 
Early Bus: The buses that come at 12:15 on midterm/final days (and 9:30 on the last miderm/final day) to pick up us lucky kids who've survived two blocks of HELL (if you're the dramatic type), bordom (if you're the easily bored type), fun (if you're the insane type), or nothing (if you're either the slacker type or the gotta-lotta-free periods type)
Regular Bus: The buses that come- along with the middle school onslaught- at 2:30 every day. 
Late Bus: The buses that come at... 4:00, I think? (I've never taken the late bus), to pick up those of us who have been taking missed tests, serving detention, or smoking pot in the hallways. 
Get it? Good. Now on with the whining. 
 
   
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It was utterly preposterous. And I thought Hollywood AD (which was funny at times) and X-Cops (which could have been good if they'd gotten rid of the Cops) were bad. Oy friggin' vey. *headdesk* 

I did finish the season, though. Could The Cigarette-Smoking Man have died in a more anti-climatic way, though? I mean, seriously- Krycek pushed him down a staircase?? C'mon. (Though, this is the X-Files... ten bucks says he didn't actually die- just like Mulder, who "died", like, five times.)

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Title quotation taken from Abigail Washburn's Red and Blazing, one of my favorite songs. As it so happens, I can barely find any lyrics listings for this one online, and the ones I can find, are (as far as I can tell) flawed. 

Like, the first line is repeatedly listed as "I must have been fooled when you touched my heart". Not only does this make little to no sense in the context of the song, but I've listened to it over and over again, and I still can't hear that word as 'fooled'. It sounds like "I must have been four when you touched my heart" to me. Of course, that makes just as little sense, but still. 

Just so I'll have a reference for later (and who knows, maybe other people are frusterated about the lack of lyrics listings for this song, too, and would appreciated something more than the, like, two different sites that have them...), this is what I think the lyrics are: 


For me, probably the most 'controversial' is the end section- the other two sites listing these lyrics had them as "For the day you left for the arms above // To me, those birds are singing". But... I like mine better. : p
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I did get the seventh season of the X-Files. Spending money is fun! I like it, so far- better than season six, for the most part. And the Sein Und Zeit/Closure ep-arc = love. Especially Closure, especially that last scene with Mulder in the woods. ZOMG. I keep thinking about that scene and its utter awesomeness, and how I really want to get ahold of a copy of that music that's playing in the background. *sigh* Sure makes up for the WTF-ness that is Hollywood, A.D. (Were the writers high when the wrote that, or what?)

Ummm, other episodes that I watched so far... (I've been watching them out of order- I watch most of  the MotWs first, then I go onto the mytharcs-)... It was cool in Hungry how they kind of did the whole ep from the suspect's (forget his name...) point of view, rather than the agents'. Though on average, it wasn't the greatest episode. Meh. (But then again, my expectations for these later seasons aren't too high to begin with... so I'm not really disappointed, and when truly good eps like Closure come up, I'm pleasantly surprised.) I also really liked the end of The Sixth Extinction II: Amor Fati (which I just finished), but because of the ZOMGbestfriendz aspect rather than the Mulder + Scully = twoo wuv aspect. Actually, that ep was pretty good, for the most part (as was the season opener). It was interesting to see that the makeup department hasn't gotten any better at making people look teh olde since Dod Kalm.
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... May 2007 better be a better year than 2006 was- i.e. end the war in Iraq. 

We watched the ball drop in Times Square- speaking of which, who was that woman who did the running commentary? I found her fairly annoying. Ah, well.

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(This entry should probably be a continuation of my last entry, which was crap, but I don't care.)

I'm most likely going to buy The X-Files season 7. Oy vey. I initially planned on only buying the first six seasons (all of which I had by the beginning of last summer) because those were the Noromo seasons, but... I kinda need my Scully fix. Even if it's post-season 4!Scully. And I know that Donnie Pfaster comes back in one episode, so I want to see that, because of teh angst. *is so mean and wrong*
I don't know. The first season is my favorite, no contest, but I love the second and third seasons as well. But after that... I *enjoyed* almost all of the episodes (all that I've watched- I'll admit to having skipped Travelers in season 5 and... whatever the talking tattoo one was in season 4- I'm having a brain fart; I forget the name), but they just seemed... different, you know? Seasons 1-3 rocked (as previously stated), and season 4 was very good (Paper Hearts and Elegy being two of my favorite X-Files eps of *all time*, not just in that season- all my other favorites are from the first three seasons), season 5 was good, season six was a little better than season 5 (sort of)... but meh. I still need my Scully-fix. 

But speaking of Scully, she *does* change after... I want to say after season 4 ends, but there is a little bit of different-ness in the fourth season that I've noticed. She gets a bit darker, and more sarcastic. And her hair changes. I liked it way better in the earlier seasons. In my personal canon, I've chalked this up to the effect Emily's death had on her (Emily's death, by the way- and I know I've mentioned this, but- it was a totally wasted storyline. Oh my God, Chris Carter, I'm disappointed in you), which has somewhat helped me 'understand' this change (And All Souls = love; I don't care what you say). 

... Yeah. I've been watching a bit of the sixth season recently (Arcadia today, Trevor a couple days ago- and by the way, I would just like to say that as an adament Noromo and a former skeptic that the 'Mulder and Scully go undercover as a married couple, UST and innuendo abound, wheee!' plot would ever amount to a hill of beans, I would just like to say that I thought Arcadia was pretty good- especially for post-season 4. It could have been so much worse- believe me, I anticipated it.), and apart from episodes like Rain King, which was utterly ridiculous, I generally enjoy it. 

Seasons 7-9 are going to totally blow the money I've been saving, though. But that's the price you have to pay. 

(I'm so dwamatic.)(No, that's not a typo.)

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There was an ewok in my desk a couple of weeks ago. Winnie the Pooh sat next to me in class, and behind me, on a clothes horse, hung Cinderella's dress, a Jedi warrior robe, and Aladdin's magic carpet. Strangely, I wasn't delusional. 

In our school, French/Spanish I and II levels have their annual language plays in the spring. French/Spanish levels III, IV, and V have theirs in the fall. I am in French III. Our class did Beauty and the Beast. I was a narrator, had only one line, and thus got to spend most of the time watching the insanity unfold. It was awesome. 
In an effort to include everyone in the class, Madame had to assign more than one person to the big parts (Belle, the Beast, etc.)- thus making scene changes absolute hell. Especially because the three/four Belles were all sharing one dress (um, wearing it over their clothes). I believe at one point Madame actually had to explain that to the audience; they were taking so long. And the parents were all, Oh, yeah. We know. We've been through three years of this. 
To make things more crazy, we didn't do such a great job preparing for this play. Most of the class was pretty shaky on their lines (yeah, me and my one line included- sad really), and this lead to some really awkward scenes with the actors just standing there, not really knowing what to say, before shuffling awkwardly offstage, effectively skipping half the scene. I heard stories of French IV kids who, when the forgot their lines,  just randomly started spewing out nonsense in French that probably, translated to English, sounded something like, "Do you bicycle in pool yesterday is red?" "Oh yes, I love the snowboarding camera!" 
Perhaps the strangest scene in our play was when Belle is chased through the woods by wolves (aka chased across the front of the classroom by sophomores holding paper wolves-on-a-stick). Instead of getting his wolf, Gabe (maybe accidently, maybe not- I'm betting not) grabbed one of the flying monkeys from French IV's Wizard of Oz play and used that instead. So Belle was chased by three wolves and a flying monkey. Enough said. 
Yeah. So. That's about it. And we're doing it all again next year. 
... I can't wait.

(Just in case you were wondering, the (stuffed) ewok and the Jedi robe were from a French IV Star Wars play, the Cinderella dress was used by the Belles in our play, Aladdin's carpet was from French IV's Aladdin, and the Winnie the Pooh... he wasn't for anything. He usually just randomly sits on top of the cabinet next to my desk.)

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 Fairly soon, I am going to go watch "Indians in the Lobby" to see if I can find a quote to use as my title/opening statement for my Ameri Lit essay (about the portrayal of Native Americans in Romantic Era literature). I'll credit, of course. Using a quote to open an essay is an awesome idea, which I totally stole from this random kid who graduated a few years ago. Yeah. But not only does it take up space (*cough*), it's creative and innovative, too! (Well, not really, considering people do it all the time. But, you know, still.)
But by using a quote from "Indians in the Lobby", I'll be spreading the West Wing love! w00t! 

Oh yeah, and House last night (episode: "Something Judas". "Finding Judas", I think)? Poor Cuddy. I was like, "Awww..." the entire time. The opening scene with the laser pointer was funny, though. (Told you I had the maturity/sense of humor of a prepubescent boy.)

In other news... I'm going to see if I can't catch Bones (a show which I have never before seen) at 8 tonight. The little blurb about it during House-commercials last night sparked my interest. Something about an alleged ghost-which in the woods, I think- it sounded very X-Files-ish. Hee hee.

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Amazingly, it wasn't the Holiness that is The West Wing. It was the less-than-holy, but still wonderfully funny The Office. Which I had not seen much at all of until last Friday night. 

I watched the entire friggin' season in less than three days. 

Oh, my God. 

Reflections: Pam is adorable. (I mean like... Tara-adorable, or Sam-adorable, of course.) She has a great laugh. And she and Jim are just great together. I'm totally friendshipping them right now. Hee. They are so cute with each other. 
I'm going to have to start watching the show regularly now. So, that takes up Thursday nights. Wonderful. 

Oh, and something I forgot to mention last entry... we had a fire drill Thursday. Five minutes before the end of last period. We had to stand outside in the cold (well, okay, it wasn't that cold at all) for the longest time (read: ten minutes) while the fire department came. The whole shebang. And when we got to the middle school, they were all like, "WhAt HaPpEnEd WuZ uR pRoBlEm We'Re GoNnA bE lAaAaAaAaTe!" (No, the middle schoolers do not all talk like Torgo. The majority of them are very nice, witty, and intelligent. I just think it's funny to type like that.) 
Obviously, someone pulled it, because not even our school administration is bad enough at planning to pull something like that. I think it was probably some weird initiation for the new principal, whom everyone is suspicious of because she's all buddy-buddy with Mrs. Wotton. And because she's the fourth principal we've had in three years. The first guy, Mr. Lafferty (who'd been there a while) was great, and everyone loved him. But then he died when I was a freshman. They brought another guy (from the school board, or something) to temporarily replace him, but within a few months, he died. No joke. So then Hallie's dad came out of retirement for a while (which ended up to be almost a year), just until we found someone else. Then they hired Mrs. Rogers, and Hallie's Dad (who was also much-loved) left. 
Complicated, huh? Our school is TEH DRAMA.

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