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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 7, 2005 14:18:40 GMT -5
Woo.
I dunno. ^^;;; Maybe their heads go 'SPLODEYBOOM!!!!!
I think ye've been around the block a bit more than a few times.
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Post by Amarië on Feb 8, 2005 23:06:04 GMT -5
Social groups... I always think about social groups. Social groups a pretty funny.... Great fun to examine and try to understand. The rest of you guys should try it sometime.
Gifted people.. shunned.. yeah, sure. They do tend to kind of cling together... I've always been in gifted, mostly. (mostly...) I'm in honors this year. But I've never really clinged to gifted people. Definately don't this year...
See, now it's hard for me to observe all of these things because last year, about half the peeps that went to my school, all went to other schools... so... I have no idea where they are now in social groups or their educational status or anything, and I haven’t know the people this year even two whole years so that cancels that out, too. I have no idea what half the people I hang out with were like before what little time I've known them this year.
Change... When I moved here, I really didn't care. There was nothing I missed leaving behind, (save Mip, which we were probably doomed from the start) and I didn't really care what awaited me here. I wasn't afraid or sad or anything. I was just wanting it to be over with. Maybe it was because I had moved before (about 6 years before, but whatever...), maybe it was just the type of person I am or was then... Then I remember starting school. I didn't really bother to make any friends or anything. I didn't try to talk to anyone. I just didn’t bother to do anything. There were some really spiffy people (well more one spiffy person) who talked to me and helped me out getting used to everything little bit that I miss every now and then (went to a different school, of course).
Actually, it will be a year ago that I moved on the 12th of this month... 18th for when I started school...
And I think you have had your fair share of change, Mip. Quite a lot of change... all the time. But I can understand about the change starting to become a routine. I'm starting to want a bit of change myself now. And I don't mean the normal wanting to move out of the state of Florida because I hate it here. But just change from people... and change of routine. I moved twice in one year last year. That's a record for me. Heh.
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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 9, 2005 0:54:29 GMT -5
Do you mean to imply that I don't? I am offended, sir! Ta! *throws down a gauntlet*
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Post by Amarië on Feb 10, 2005 22:41:35 GMT -5
As in the rest of you guys that don't... You do, so that statement doesn't imply to you. so Ta!back!
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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 11, 2005 11:48:27 GMT -5
This doesn't mean the duel is off.. *eyes warily*
Not unless you insist upon it.
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Post by Mippin on Feb 11, 2005 22:57:04 GMT -5
Because of Mip's triumphant happiness.. this message is brought to you in leet:
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S0, 1 w4s l1ke: m3: d00d, g1v3 m3 j00r mu$ic, y0 - j00 pr0m1sed! 4ppl3: n0 w4y, j00 hav3 t0 d0\/\/nl0ad itun3z f1r$t! m3: bu7 1 d0n't u$3 m4c, y0. 4ppl3: d00d, th4t's t0ta||y k3\/\/l - j00 c@n u$3 1t w1t|-| \/\/1nd0ws XP. m3: H3y, 1 h4v3 XP, y0. 4ppl3: s0, j00 g0nna d0wnl0ad? m3: 0kay. *d0wnl0adz* 4ppl3: j00 d0n't n33d cr3d1t c4rd 1nf0, eith3r!! m3: th@t's k3wl, y0. 1'm g0nna d0\/\/nl0ad teh R1m3 0f teh 4nc13nt /\/\@r1n3r, y0. 4ppl3: th@t's k3wl, y0. m3: y34ah, n0w g1v3 m3 j00r V1ru$. 4ppl3: n0. m3; j00 $uck. 4ppl3: w3'|| g1v3 j00 Dr3am 0n, 1nst3ad. m3; 0kay.. bu7 j00 st1ll $uck. 4ppl3: h4. j00r fil3s c4nn0t b3 us3d 0uts1d3 0f itun3s. m3: n0o! appl3: b\/\/4h@ha! m3: 1 h4t3 j00! *d3lete*
Anyway, since I'm no longer riddled with triumphant happiness, I had to somehow convert the protected m4p to unprotected mp3. Needless to say, I did. Therefore, I win.
Yeah.
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Post by Amarië on Feb 11, 2005 23:06:57 GMT -5
hmm... I was able to take all of the songs I had on the itunes program and put them on the Creative program... I was also able to put all the songs I had on my computer onto the program, too... but it sucks anyways... I think I still have it, actually..
I could feel my brain melting as I was reading that, too...
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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 11, 2005 23:10:01 GMT -5
See? There is winning for ye.
Even if only in file convertage.
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Post by Mippin on Feb 12, 2005 17:35:26 GMT -5
Thank'ee..
I had a thought A thought had I And that thought was of a painting
A painting of words A glimmer of phrases All the ones that mean anything.
The few that mean everything A lot that mean something But none of which mean nothing
I'd paint that painting With colours divine And phrases of every meaning.
I'd take my time A paintbrush in hand To make sure that it was perfect
And when it was done I'd give it to you And watch you read each word
I'd hand it to you slowly I'd watch you take it, then I'd tell you what each word meant.
I'd tell you what they meant I'd show you why they were there I'd tell you, but only if you were willing to ask
So this thought I had This thought indeed That I'd paint you a picture of words
Um.. a picture is worth a thousand words? Not terribly sure why I just wrote that.. but.. heh.. for spur of the moment, I think I rather like it.
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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 12, 2005 18:53:52 GMT -5
I think I like it very much. ^^ It's speef.
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Post by Mippin on Feb 13, 2005 19:44:58 GMT -5
Okay, I'll admit it.. stalking people is fun. It's really.. like being a detective. I'm sitting here putting things people say together. It's really a great way to observe, gain knowledge and use logic, y'know?
My question is.. what happens when a whole bunch of people of the same last name are all located within two or three streets from each other, therefore all in the same proximity to.. the place...? Man, I know I live in a small town when that happens...
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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 14, 2005 13:47:40 GMT -5
Then they must be guarded carefully. Their every move must be watched. Because if they all went to.. the place.. at.. the same time.. it would go.. well.. need I say it? 'Splodeyboom.
Yes.
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Post by Mippin on Feb 14, 2005 23:39:40 GMT -5
Well, I think that's resolved.. soo.. that said..
My collection is growing nicely. I went from three songses.. to seventeen... in a rather short amount o' time, methinks. ^^;
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Post by Marigold Gamgee on Feb 15, 2005 14:20:12 GMT -5
Huzzah!. ^^
Yes, I'd call that a short amount o' time.. a good amount o' time. Short good.
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Post by Mippin on Feb 18, 2005 22:15:17 GMT -5
1 can of Mountain Dew down, 35 to go.. this is not including the bottle of Dew I had before starting that first can. *happy caffeine bliss* Anyway.. um.. I know I had some deep.. thought-provoking thing to post here, but I really can't think of it now. I guess I'll update about the play, maybe. Scripts are gone, my drama teacher is a total nazi and the director is a pansy. Sort of. Well, not too much of a pansy, but everyone just kind of ignores him. I got my costume the other day, but I don't really like it that much... not to mention that the costuming people keep forgetting that I'm a faerie, and not a witch. In fact, now people are saying I'm the 'wicked witch of the west' when referring to my character. I'm actually the Wicked Faerie... the witch is the good character in the play.. the Good Witch of the West.. it's a joke that apparently, no one else on the crew seems to have gotten. I reminded the costuming people that I need wings, and not a broom. In other news, the universe has completely fragmented. I was just allowed to order stuf online from Hot Topic without my parents even asking what I got... seriously. The same two people who freak out about chains and too much black... just didn't care about what I bought. This is massively weird, and either a compensation for the fact that I was feeling bad yesterday, or a sign that I'm going to get into a lot of trouble soon. Luckily, I didn't try going somewhere today, when I could've. (Well.. under the circumstances.. no, I couldn't have.. but that's another story, I guess) This may be a good thing in the Big Equation... or.. y'know.. just a reminder about how I was feeling the other day... in any event, my karma seems slightly screwed up... and yet... not. Funny how that works. Maybe if I believed in karma, I should be worried? In other news, the weekend has come around again. This will probably mean that I will be massively eaten anyway, because that's what the weekend usually brings... and also will mean that I won't touch my take-home test until really late Sunday evening. Probably not a good idea, but hey.. I'm lazy. Why put off until tomorrow what I can put off until the day after? As for the actual performance of the play, apparently we're not going to get much of an audience. We're only allowed to invite two classes, and they are.. apparently.. not of our choosing. Which really, really sucks, because I don't have any one class where all the people I'd like to come see the play are in.. they're all spread out in about five or six different classes... or they don't go to my school. My teacher says we'll be lucky if we fill even one section of the auditorium. In other news, the principal decided that we wouldn't be able to use the sound and lighting equipment until one week before the play... which really sucks... there are only two people ever allowed in there anyway, and they take good care of the equipment, so I don't understand why this happened. Also, the staff decided we have too many props, and need to stop making more props. How does that work? So we have to share props with the first hour class, and I really think that we might actually get this play going, and have it screwed up by the school administration. Why do schools always tend to look down upon drama? Fiends. I think that's about it, actually. Yeeeah.
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