Artist Dates: Patiently Painting

“I know the face, familiar stranger,

I’m not a child, I feel misunderstood,

I built a bridge; we use the tunnel now,

The rope we are pulling is slipping away from me,

All this wasted time is killing me,

And I’ve started to feel like…

I cannot control my life anymore,

Feel a need to leave and breathe on my own,

I remember all the broken songs of our lives.

Maybe one more wrong will make it alright…”

                                                                        ~ “Breathing” by Sonata Arctica

            For my artist date I chose to listen to music on my MP3 player and work on my paint-by-number of a wolf. During my hour spent, I reflected on different things and finished most of colour number five on my paint-by-number. Some of the songs I listened to were “Only the Good Die Young” by Billy Joel, “You’ll be in my Heart” from Tarzan, “Breathe” by Taylor Swift, and “Seasons in the Sun” by Terry Jacks. The song I felt impacted me the most was “Breathing” by Sonata Arctica, which inspired most of my reflections on how I was feeling in that moment.

            I chose to work on my paint-by-number because it was something I haven’t done in a while, and it was an appropriate creative outlet for my snow day off. It also helped me to just sit, relax and organize my thoughts, which is something else I haven’t done in a while. During my artist date, I reflected upon my school courses, being the main event in my life at the moment. I came to a realization about what was bothering me at the moment; that what I really wanted right now was to step back and study what I wanted, and not what I had to in order to get into school or fill up my courses. I found myself wishing that I would have more time to commit to English and Writer’s Craft instead of Philosophy which is simply flying over my head.

This was reflected in the lyrics by Sonata Arctica, which explains why it struck a chord with me. The song speaks of something familiar, yet foreign, that is invading the singer’s life. It tells of trying to understand what’s happening, but not understanding anymore, and wanted to break away from that. I found that’s also what I wanted out of school; that information was being flung at me that I recognized, but didn’t understand, but when I tried to, we were learning something else. I was losing my grip on the knowledge I had attained, it being challenged in Philosophy daily. And I don’t feel like I have a choice anymore to study what I want, to step away from school and take some time to just study Shakespeare and writing on my own, remembering all the knowledge that had got me this far. Yet I still keep going back and over committing myself to understanding something that isn’t my first interest.

After the date, I felt more solid in the realization of what I wanted, but nervous at the thought of committing myself less to Philosophy. I think I really need those Christmas holidays soon to refocus and catch up, though the three snow days were a welcome break for now.

Amanda Out.

Lyrics to “Breathing” by Sonata Arctica

I take my hat off,

Bow before the greatness,

You’re so much braver I give you credit for.

Somehow the grays create a harmony,

And no colour can add a flavour,

I’ve started to feel like…

I know the face, familiar stranger,

I’m not a child, I feel misunderstood.

I built a bridge; we use the tunnel now,

The rope we are pulling is slipping away from me,

All this wasted time is killing me,

And I’ve started to feel like…

[x2] I cannot control my life anymore,

Feel a need to leave and breathe on my own,

I remember all the broken songs of our lives,

Maybe one more wrong will make it alright,

I just really need to be alone now…

The Artist Date - Jazz and Jigsaw

“Let it go.

Let it roll right off your shoulder,

Don’t you know?

The hardest part is over.

Let it in.

Let your clarity define you,

In the end,

We will only just remember how it feels.”

                                                                                                ~ Rob Thomas, “Little Wonders”

                For this artist date, I chose to listen to music on Grooveshark.com and do 120 piece jigsaw puzzles online. Some of the songs I listened to were “As If the World Wasn’t Ending” and “Breathing”  by Sonata Arctica, “Lullaby” by Brahms, “Beauty” by Shaye, “Death and All His Friends” by Coldplay, and the above quoted “Little Wonders” by Rob Thomas. “Little Wonders” really resonated with me during this artist date; I ended up going back to it and listening to it several times over the course of my time spent doing puzzles.

                I chose to do puzzles instead of something a little more creative because I spent most of my last week toiling over my Philosophy final project (among other projects) and knew I wouldn’t enjoy myself if I just smacked myself into something creative instead of unwinding from logic mode. I learned a few years back that I have an ambidextrous brain, and I actually get headaches if I go from the extreme logic of something like science or philosophy to the intense creativeness of poetry or painting. I was also extremely stressed out and tense, so I decided I needed something relaxing (music) and something creative that still demanded logical thinking (puzzles). I hoped that through my artist date I could let go of the stresses of last week and look into the new week creatively.

                Now, after my date, I do feel a little more relaxed and open minded, although I’m starting to stress again because writing this out is reminding me of all the other work I still have to do. But I’m feeling creative enough for sure to launch into something more creative now. I kind of want to paint right now actually, but the practical part of my brain is telling me my open minded-ness is better applied to “Hamlet” by Shakespeare than to a giant piece of paper and some paint.

                The date definitely helped me wind down from the past week’s stress so I can look into the new week with a calmer approach. It aided me in realizing how much I needed to hear, “It’s over. It’s done. Move on.” It also helped me to relax a lot of the burdens weighing me down by calming me so I could think clearly and plan out my tasks. I think that’s why the song “Little Wonders” resonated so well with me during this time spent, because the song speaks of enjoying the moment and not letting other things hold you back from enjoying it. It also talks about how these moments make up our life, and even though we move on, they’ll still be there because we remember them. It really talks about how beautiful the word “Finished” is. Done. Wow. You’re still lingering in the amazement of “I did that, I finished it” but starting to get into “Finally, it’s over.” And I think that’s a place I needed to get out of so I could create again, and somewhat more importantly to me, enjoy “Hamlet.” The question now is, when I read it, will I want to hug Hamlet and tell him it’s all going to be okay? Or will I want to tell him to stop whining and move on? I have a feeling it will be the latter. But alas, it’s all about how you experience the moment. Okay, really Philosophy, stop coming back to me.

Amanda was here.

The Artist Date - Coloured Pencils

“Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.

Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.

So make the best of this test, and don’t ask why.

It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

It’s something unpredictable, but in the end it’s right.

I hope you had the time of your life.”

-          Green Day, "Time of Your Life"

For our artist date, we chose to draw and colour a picture of Artist Child. We did this while listening to songs on our MP3 player, some of our favourite songs. Artist Child got to choose which songs we skipped and which we listened to. Some of the songs we chose to listen to were "Murmel Murmel Murmel" by Robert Munsch, "Safety Dance" by Men Without Hats, "Something There" from "Beauty and the Beast", and "The Best Day" by Taylor Swift. The song we listened to when we finished was "Time of Your Life" by Green Day, which we both thought was a very good finishing song and one we should include in our reflection. Artist Child thought it described the start of our reunited friendship very well.

We chose to draw of picture of Artist Child because she thought it was a good way for me to get to know her better. We also picked drawing because it’s something I’ve rarely done since I was little because I was never very good at it. Artist Child told me that I should try now anyways, and it would look good to me when I was done.  She took her one braid out at the beginning because she liked it better that way. She had just finished doing some finger painting when we started our date and didn’t have time to clean up yet! We hoped that by sharing some time together we would start off our friendship again after being apart so long. I asked Artist Child why she was wearing glasses now, even though I don’t wear them. She said that she liked wearing them and that I would like them someday too. That scared me a little bit. Is Artist Child trying to tell me I’ll be blind later? She’s laughing at me.

After our date now, we both feel really happy, happier than we’ve been in a long time. We feel almost free, free from responsibility. When we were working on the drawing, we felt nothing though, but in a good way. We blocked out everything (even the music sometimes and forgot to switch it!), and felt a lot more connected that way, like we were working together. It made us feel little again, accidently colouring outside the lines sometimes, and we even stuck out our tongue once we were concentrating so much.

The date really helped to inspire creativity, which is why we chose to colour the drawing. The colours that we picked were really important Artist Child said. I wanted to use purple, but Artist Child wouldn’t let me because she said that purple was the colour I hid behind all the time, the colour that I was supposed to like. She told me to use red and green and yellow because I liked them better really. I chose green for the paint instead of red so she wouldn’t look all bloody, and she thought that was a good idea too. But she told me that the buttons on her overalls should be red, the little things. She said that they should be red because they’re like the little bits of hurt we have to remember, but are okay to remember. That hurt was okay sometimes. I put a Band-Aid on her arm so that some of the hurt would be better. Then I coloured the paint green and Artist Child said it was like the growing things outside that we could paint, all the wonderful things outside that used to amaze us. I didn’t know what colour to colour her T-shirt, and she told me I should colour it yellow like sunshine. This reminded us of the song "You Are My Sunshine" that we always used to sing when we were little. It also reminded us of Mr. Sutch who helped me connect with Artist Child when I was scared in Grade 9. "You Are My Sunshine" was the first song I learned how to play on Clarinet, Alto Sax and Bari Sax. Now I call people “sunshine” a lot because they are all my sunshines! Artist Child says she thinks they are too. She wants me to write out "You Are My Sunshine" for you.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

You make me happy, when skies are gray.

You never know dear, how much I love you.

Please don’t take my sunshine away.”

~ Jimmy Davis, "You Are My Sunshine"

                We wished that we had that song on our MP3 to listen to while we drew our picture of Artist Child, but we don’t. We’re listening to it on the computer now though.

                Artist Child wants you to have the picture to go with the reflection, but she wants to know if she could have it back really really soon so that I can hang it on my wall. She hopes that that’s okay.

Amanda and Artist Child.

Come On Guys, Don't Neglect the Guys

So I was invited to this stupid facebook event for the eradication of violence against women, which, don't get me wrong, I'm totally for. But take a look at the description:

Come to school and/or work without any make-up. Also, don't dress up and wear plain clothing such as a T-Shirt and sweats/jeans. No jewlery or any accessories and don't do your hair, just leave it down or a plain ponytail. Just go natural. You can write somewhere either on yourself or on your clothing either courage, strength or equality. INVITE ALL YOUR GIRL FRIENDS!
This is to raise awareness about how women should be respected and be treated equally. We are not just objects to be decorated and commanded. We have brilliant minds, creative spirits and able bodies. Also because every girl out there is beautiful just the way she is. This day is also the International Day of Eradication of Violence Against Women.

This is for my MDG project.

I don't understand how this is doing anything. It's not an action. It simply takes most girls out of their comfort zone. So what if they wear make up?! That's their choice and the way they doll themselves up makes them an individual. I don't wear makeup at all myself, but that's just the way I roll.
There are many other things that women can do to show their power, such as rally or support each other. In fact feminine instinct causes us to support each other, so why isn't it happening?
And I'm all for women's rights and eradication of violence against women, and don't get me wrong, I know it happens. I just sometimes don't realize how blatently some people ignore the same issues affecting men now a days too.

Go on, change the world, save the lives of women. I'm right behind you, and all for my sisters of the world. Just don't forget the other side of the coin is starting to see the same cruelty and injustice against them.
For every act you do against objectification of women, remind a man that he's not the total control freak we play all men up to be. As much as you remind yourself and you sisters that they're worth something, remind a guy they're worth just as much too.
 
Someone's going to pull a "you give them and inch, and they take a mile" one aren't they?

Happy Halloween!

Just wanted to wish you all a very spook-tastic Halloween! Here's my halloween costume:

Have an amazing time out there, but stay safe! :)

Happy Halloween!

Amanda Out.

Star Trek with hot guys

Ah... Spock. I love thee. I have to say I approve of filling a generally nerdy movie full of highly attractive men. And much to most of our displeasures, Spock gets the girl instead of Kirk, which makes us all sad because we all secretly want Mr. Pointy Ears.

Sigh. But I suppose I can't have everything I want (although sometimes I wish I just got something) and I have little regret settling to wicked 17 year old Russian guy (I really don't remember his name...) for his sheer attractiveness and awesomeness. And Karlene wants Scotty over Russian guy (wait... his name was Khercof or something like that...) so it all works out wonderfully.

OH! I was telling Kyle earlier about how I completely approve of them filling the movie with hot guys, but then he asked if I even found old Spock attractive. My answer? God dammit man, it's Spock! Who cares what he looks like, his awesomeness just... just... ah...

Damn... so we're having this debate over who wins now... Kirk or Picard... which I really think is a battle between the awesome of Spock and Data (ah Spock, yes I'm biased) and not so much their respective captains.

Anyways, the damn was for the fact that I lost... I voted Kirk in favour of Spock, and Jess picked Picard (I'm assuming for Data). Oh... she says it's for Picard's epic awesomeness and his bad ass voice... but anyways...

The Librarian picked Kirk too (ftw!!!) but I was completely just trumped by Mr. Delodder's choice of Picard, which Delodder's choice trumping all opinions. Jess says he's supreme overloard, he is pretty epic I must admit.

So we're completely distracted by Star Trek videos on the internet now... so I'm going to have to leave you all with that obscure review of an epic remake.

Spock, I love you too!
Amanda Out.

The Inside Ride

I will not neglect. I will not neglect. I will not neglect.

Anyways... yeah.

Today I wanted to tell you about an epic event I participated in last night called The Inside Ride. What it is is an event where teams bike on a stationary bike for five minutes each, with the goal of biking across Canada with the total of kilometers of all participants.

It was way a lot of fun and we raised $30 000 all together!!! Incredible event. Our team's name was THE NERD BRIGADE!! I brought in my light sabers and everything. Here's a picture:

There's me, Erika, Jared, and Kyle. XD Livi's missing... she's off somewhere... I might post a better picture once they're up on good old facebook.

Anyways the point of the event is to raise money for kids with cancer. There's a kid who used to go to our school who has cancer, so we're supporting them. I didn't know him. So what did I do it for? Because every kid deserves to grow up to be and inspiration to others. :)

Check out the Inside Ride website for more information on hosting your own Inside Ride event. ^^

Busy Busy Busy

So I have very little time to talk, I'm already cutting in to my snack time, and I still haven't found Mr. Mol, or Murphy. Both of whom I need to find before the Inside Ride tomorrow.

For all you not familiar with the Inside Ride event, it's a stationary biking competition to raise money for kids with cancer. Our school is raising money for some kid on the French side name Mitch (I don't know him), but all the same I'm on a team. GO NERD BRIGADE!!!

So that's tomorrow. I went shopping for my halloween costume this weekend, and had my share of adventures when I had to cross the floor to the guys side to find a blank t-shirt. There were literally NO t-shirts on the girl's side fo Wal-Mart. This experience has scarred me slightly, but it's for a halloween costume, so it doesn't make much difference.

So yeah, I ironed on my words "Freak of Nature" on to my t-shirt...

Holy cheese!! The bells gonna ring in two minutes and I gotta grab philosophy stuffs yet, so I gotta go.

ttfn sunshines,
Amanda Out.

Validation

Watch this. It's beautiful. (P.S. - remember to pause the music player at the bottom of the page first)

Updates, Updates

Bonjour

So you've probably noticed a change in the look of the blog... I'm trying to add more pictures and things, and less text, because although text is epic, it's not very catchy. Well, unless it's bright red or yellow, then it's just annoying.

Other than that, I'm thouroughly sick now. My pudding brain is starting to solidify into concrete, taking any sort of rational thought with it. I feel top heavy.

But I have to write that stupid philosophy test anyways. And my moral towards it was significantly lessened after Writer's Craft this morning. This new teacher is starting to irritate me. She's really closed minded toward writing, even though she thinks she's not. We read a Lenard Cohen poem today (yeah, I know, great choice for a Catholic School), and she went off on how you can't write unless you know his stuff by heart. Hello? What happened to the Shakespeare insults of the day before? I was loving you for that.

And it's really biased that she tells us all this about this Cohen guy. I really didn't like the poem. It was good, I'll admit, but it was repetitive in a boring way. I had to read it several times before I found something I liked. But she's just drooling over the thing like we'll fail if we hate it. Naturally I said nothing, but I think she surmoused enough of my feeling toward it through my analytical responses.

ANd why are we analysing it? This isn't english (ok, yeah it's an english course), but it's WRITER'S CRAFT. I want to WRITE. We've been doing all analysing shit in English (we haven't even read a book yet!)

Errr... she's getting on my nerves. That, and under her, I'm probably going to fail.

Enough ranting. Big cookie time!!! (I wonder if this will change my outlook towards the Philosophy test?)
Amanda Out.

Oh Philosophy, how thouest does melt my brain.

Ugh.

So I really should have taken today off. But I didn't. Because I'm stupid...

I'm feeling like my brain is pudding (which does that physics sound wave thing when I tap it, then proceeds to make my brain hurt because I thought about physics). I'm getting sicker (is that a word?) each day, and I have a philosophy test tomorrow that I really should be studying for. I'm just scared that I'll wake up tomorrow so thoroughly hateful that I won't be able to write my test and focus on it. SO I think I really should have taken today off to sleep and study... I have a PD day to catch up on my work...

But did I? No. I didn't. *headdesk*

I'm supposed to be studying for Philosophy right now on my spare, but I'm totally distracted. I think some of that pudding just melted an important part of my brain... a co-herant part. I'm not too worried though, we have half a period in philosophy to study today.... ugh... that is, if I actually study.

What else. Well not much. The Sparks were wonderful last night and they rekindled my love of Robert Munsch stories, and I got to practice my storytelling skills reading Mud Puddle (sadly I don't own Murmel Murmel Murmel, which is my favourite.) I'm gonna have to go to the library and get some halloween books. Or maybe I'll write one with actions because the Sparks can't sit down that long.

I can feel the sides of my head caving in, and I'm scared it's gonna run out through my nose and ears, so I'm going to go study for Philosophy now (which will completely melt whatever is left). :P

Need sleep... *drones*
Amanda Out.

Change the World.

Hello all.

Yes, I am aware I haven't posted in forever. I got lazy. *smacks hand* Bad Amanda. Amanda must be punished.

So I have a lot to fill you in on, don't I? Japanese peoples, canned food drive, my weekend? Geektastic?

Well, let's start with the Japanese. My buddy's name was Akira. Isn't that wicked? They didn't speak much English, but based solely on facial expressions, I think he liked playing football and basketball, and perhaps the darkroom best. Oh! And they did this wicked dance at the assembly, and we all went onstage after to try it. My legs were burning for a whole week. I could barely walk. Of course, joint pain didn't help any.

The canned food drive for FACE team went very well, we had like 1600+ cans and over $900 bucks when I was last told. Out next campaign is the Coats for Kids drive and collecting milk bags to make mats for the homeless. That reminds me... I should probably jump over yonder to give Mrs. Thompson my announcement... and we need to make them posters for the end of the day reminder...

Hmmm... OH! my weekend. Well, it was my grandpa's birthday. We bought him a wicked puzzle with all the famous television people on it. He was so excited, it was crazy. I recognized some of the people... that guy from M*A*S*H*... Bugs Bunny, Jay Leno, the Flinstones, FRIENDS... my grandpa knew way more though...

We also got him a book called Valkyrie. It had a movie based on it, and I had to watch it like nine times for a history project, and it was really good, so we figured he'd like the book. We'll find out I suppose. It's about a plot to kill Hitler from within his own ranks. Yeah.

And we went shopping with my Grandmother. I got a balloon hat. She thought it was pretty epic. So did my mother. But my Aunt, who is usually epic, went on this rant on how I should grow up, and it kind pissed me off. But I ended up buying a dress. I know, completely unlike me. But I'm being forced to go to semi, so I might as well be prepared. Plus, the design on the dress looks like it was drawn by a child. Which makes it epic.

And that's about it. Right now I'm kinda sick (probably should have taken the sore joints as a precurser), and my head feels like it's melting from the inside.

The last thing I want to say is to for you to join this site: It Starts With Us

I joined it, so you know you want to. It sends you "missions" via e-mail that encourage you to change the world in just 15 minutes a day. Isn't that wicked?!! I can't wait for my second mission. Join children, join!!!!

OH! I forgot to talk about Geektastic. As usual, it's the most incredible book ever!!! Cassandra Clare's short story was amazing, as expected, and the ending was completely phenominal and completely Clare esque. And the English nerd got the English nerd. There were pancakes involved.

Alright, so that's all for today. I have to plan a craft for the Sparks tonight and I have to find Jennifer. I'm definately bringing a Robert Munsch book with me. Those are always good. (I may be 17, but I have Robert Munsch stories on my MP3. I'm that cool)

Ta ta for now, mes amis.
Amanda Out.

Ugh.

I'm going to go sleep today on my spare.

Bye,
Amanda Out.

MIA

Yes, I know I haven't posted in five days. And I would sit down and write you a beautiful tale of everything you missed, but I don't have time! (pulls out hair)

I still have to read Philosophy before class, and Matt's badgering me to find a book for him, so that took up time... (stop patting my head freak!)

So I'll shorten it to this. I spent most of my weekend writing a ten page short story on a witch hunt. Yeah.

Maybe I'll post the link later.

Anyways, too del oo,
Amanda Out.

The Future

I spent a good portion of todays spare editing Korky's Marxist's Theory essay, with lots of you are amazing-s coming from behind me as I covered her pages in red pen. Somehow I don't find editing that amzing, but whatever, let her think that.

That reminds me last night though about Michelle telling me to become an editor with her. Can you seriously see me sitting at a desk job, leafing through endless piles of paper to find the one story that will sell? Or picking away at someone's work until it's covered in red grammar and spelling mistakes, and green cuts? I'll probably be too biased anyways. I'll pick the female's sci-fi story over a male's anyday, providing the females story isn't thoroughly terrible. *cough* Twilight. *cough*

Plus my own works will be lignering in the back of my mind. Michelle's other suggestion was I become a travelling poet, which I admit would be wicked cool, but make me like no money. Unless the king took fancy to my work, but you know things like that don't happen in this century.

Originally I threw around the idea of being a photojournalist, but I read an article in PhotoLife last night that the profession of photojournalism is going downhill to the point of ceasing to exist. Publishers are pulling pics from photobanks and google instead. (as unethical as it is to use google for such things)

*sigh* I guess I'm gonna have to re-think this career thing. But being an Editor can't be that bad of a job, can it? At least it pays well. IF I get the job...

Amanda Out.

Leaving

Another day without Korky. :( This is making me awfully sad. I hope she's alright.

What else... OH! MRS. CLARKE IS LEAVING! The blasphemy! We're trying to make a scrapbook thing for her, but it's gonna be hard without help. We have to make sure we get everyone's input for it too, and I only know so many people. And it has to be done for Friday.

Anyways, I was thinking an Explosion box scrapbook because those are always cool and they're not that hard to make. Well, that is if I remember how. *thinks about it* Yeah, I remember.

We're making Turkeys out of cookies and candy and stuff for Thanksgiving at Sparks today. I get to be the icing master. Mostly because I don't want to have to clean up the mess five and six year olds will make spreading they're own icing. They can put it together. But I am the icing master!

Ooo I'm distracted by some girl talking to the librarian. So much for having focus. It's raining. My joints hurt. My head hurts. It's going to be a long day.

Snack time today may turn into applying Myoflex time. I have a feeling we're going to be writing a lot in Philosophy. English was long enough this morning. We read this weird story called The Yellow Wallpaper, which is about this chick that goes crazy because her husband locks her up in her room and isolates her from society. Apparently society's ideals are supposed to be the villain here, but personally, I still think it was the guy. He was supposed to be helping her. But seriously? Locking her in a room because she's suffering from after-having-baby depression? Wow, fail.

I'll stop ranting about English though. We started Plato in Philosophy and he's actually kinda cool. I understand the whole parallel universe of perfect forms thing. But I still think I liked Socrates better and his rantage on what it means to exist. This guy who liked Plato's work ranted about "being" in the textbook, and he had a point, but that random guy isn't exactly one of the Big Three (makes them sound like the Gods, eh?). He was German I think.

What else... Oh! Writer's Craft. I get to have two parties on Friday. One for Mrs. Clarke, and one in class for Mrs. Bougner because it's her last day before going on Mat leave. Sonya thinks her baby is going to be a boy. I'd trust her judgement.

So yeah, that's about it. I put some poems in a contest the other day after talking to you all. We'll see how that turns out. I only get like ten bucks if I win though. :(

OH! That reminds me... I found five bucks on the ground today on the way to school. There was no one around... so I kept it. Don't worry, I'm not that selfish. I'll use it to buy things for other people instead of myself. Then my good luck will be put to good use.

Mind, there was this old man staring at us while we picked it up, but he was way down the street, and we asked him if it was his and he didn't respond. So, yeah, now I'm five bucks richer.

I really wish Korky was here, or even Jess Murphy. At least I'd have someone to talk to... :(

I suppose that is all for today. I need to go get an announcement form for book club...

Ttfn (ta ta for now) sunshines.
Amanda Out.

Pie Day

Ok so I'm sad. Korky isn't here today. And I brought pie today too! The blasphemous child! Can't believe she didn't come today!

So I am sad. But Kyle came to visit while writing his lame Spanish test... it really was the most pathetic thing I'd ever seen. Well, almost.

What did I do this weekend? Well... I slept... and ate... and slept... and watched MERLIN!!!! Merlin is a wonderful show! *drools over Arthur* Ok, I secretly like Merlin. Sort of mostly because Arthur loves Guenevere and they're ridiculously cute together.

What else... that's about it. I surfed the internet and such... OH! And I got GEEKTASTIC from the library. It's only the most wicked book ever. The first story is about a Klingon and a Jedi. Yes, I know, two things that should never mix. But that's what makes it EPIC!!!!

I can't wait to read the rest of the short stories. If you're interested, here's the goodreads catalogue of it:




Pretty wicked cover, eh?

Well I would say more (and I do want to) but I have to study for philosophy and have pie snack time without Korky. :(

Hopefully the sun shines brighter tomorrow!
Amanda Out.

Missing

I HAVEN'T POSTED IN TWO DAYS!!!!! It's not my fault I swear! It's the first time I've been to school since Tuesday!! >.<

Let me explain! On Wednesday, I went on a trip to London to see Anything Goes, put on by the High School Project. The acting was incredible, (there were even a few SMHS students involved!) but I wasn't too fond of the play itself. It's all romance and nothing but romance. Shakespeare is so much better. It's romance AND death. ^^

And then yesterday (Thursday) was a fog day. I spent my day Role Playing, watching three episodes of the Big Bang Theory, and one of this Anime/Manga thing called Black Butler. It was interesting.

The rest of the time I spent napping and litening to music, finishing off the day with a Girl Guide meeting and Season Two, Episode 13 of Merlin. I can't wait to start Season 3. Episode 13 was AMAZING! Great season finale.

So that's what you missed. OH! And we had the Terry Fox run today. I wrote Sutch's name on my paper cross. I miss him. :(

But Ms. Rastin (my English teacher) made our day. As we walked she told us about her daughter who had cancer, and then we talked about books and TV and all the other awesome sci-fi-y stuff we watch. She proved herself even more epic than we thought. Now I have like nine million other things to watch on fog days/snow days now, other than Big Bang Theory.

Anyways, Korky wants pie, so were going to go to snack time now. COMMON LUNCH AFTER! Woot! *hugs* I've missed you invisible internet lurkers.

Amanda Out.

Who writes a 13 page apology? And recites it in court?

So yeah, I'm getting super pissed off at this Philosophy reading we have to do and I've officially given up. If it takes me more than a half hour to read, then I'm not reading it. I got to page FOUR in a half hour. Yeah, that's how terrible it is. But it's somewhat amusing in someways. For being ridiculously wise, Socrates was an idiot. Oh yeah, by the way, I was reading the thirteen page Apology of Socrates. The man rambles.

Anyways, from what I understand, he basically wandered around telling apparently wise people they weren't wise, because they only posses human wisdom which is basically the equivalent of nothing.

This only proves his point when he says, "I should say to HIM, 'Here is a man who is wiser than I am; but you said that I was the wisest.'"

He was talking about going to prove the Oracle of Delphi wrong. The Oracle at Delphi is FEMALE. This has been proved by history. They got high off methane coming out of the rocks at Delphi and gave visons.

Anyways, I found that kind of interesting. My brain is already starting to hurt and I'm not even in Philosophy class yet.

What else is happening? Oh, Jess wants me to tell you cheese is made of magic. She thought you should know that.

What else... Oh, the fact that I'm too nice. Yeah, I was on MSN last night and I managed to solve three people's problems at the same time in under an hour. I think that's pretty epic.

But it just reminded me how much it hurts to help people. When you genuinely help someone, you leave a little bit of yourself with them, you give that to them. And they abuse it, and some days, there's just nothing left to give they take so much of you. But you don't care. You do it anyways because you know it's right.

On theme with Philosophy next period, I think it's good to end with this quote.

"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle." ~ Plato.

Gotta Run

Hey, so I want my snack time, and I still have assignments to do before then, so this is just a quick post so that I keep up with this goal.

Anyways, here's what I wanted to tell you. Korky's fretting over some Enlgish project on Lord of the Rings next to me here, and she found this site that tells her all the names of the places and mountains and peoples in te movie to help her. She clicks on this one, and she's like "OMG, there's a name for a rock they never mentioned."

Naturally, being nerds, we borke out laughing, then realized it wasn't so funny because it was probably mentioned in the book.

Anyways... that's all for today. Toodeloo!
Amanda Out.