January 2010
52 posts
Reflection
Okay, so this year I have: -started allergy shots -earned my gold award -got my license -been to europe -saved a baby animal (stupid baby robin.)
no particular order.
but this past decade (THE AUGHTS) I have also: -seen a new millenium -started high school -learned how to drive -developed a food allergy. -been to funerals. (i don’t think anyone really died pre-2000 that i would have...
December 2009
79 posts
New Year
Well.
I’m not dead yet.
always a plus.
I HAVE HER ADDRESS.
bellicosity:
day-breaking:
eyesofaflyonthewall:
Haleigh Hess 19457 SE 267th St Covington, WA, 98042
SOMEONE DO SOMETHING!
I called the police department; they know the address and are tackling the matter.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS NONSENSE IS ABOUT
BUT HALEIGH I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I CARE, BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT EVERYTHING. even though i’ll doubt you’ll read this.
...
A simple grammar guide for you morons
sparo:
Lose/loose: Lose is the opposite of win, while loose is the opposite of tight.
Their/theyre/there: Their is possessive, they’re is a contraction of they are, and there is a place, an idea, or an abstract.
Your/you’re: Your is possessive, while you’re is a contraction of you are.
It’s/its: It’s is a contraction of it is, and its indicated possession.
Definitely
Effect/affect:...
YES FINALLY
lexiideso:
i’ve been trying to sneeze for an hour and a half and i FINALLY managed to do it.
this is exciting to me ok.
I’M STILL TRYING TO SNEEZE AFTER AN HOUR AND A HALF.
It’s so good to know that i’m not the only one this happens to!
It's Monday.
Time for bitching about problems I gave myself! HOORAY.
So I’m almost done with getting my girl scout gold award, I need to print out some stuff, get some other stuff signed, and OH YEAH, I may have to drive to INDIANA to get the whole shebang DONE. (I NEVER HEARD OF SUCH BLASPHEMY. i knew there was going to be changes, but I had no idea they’d be like THIS.)
I have to get all my...
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“Why doesn’t he just pour the potion out? Why does he have to drink it?!...”
– My dad, while watching Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
WINNER.
I made it through the Christmas season without having to hear Christmas music more than humanly necessary.
Meaning, I’ve managed to avoid hearing Merry X-Mas (War is Over) and Dominick the Donkey!
I feel like such a winner. why do i hate christmas music.
Lights.
Dad: Remember last year, when we had to fix the christmas lights at church?
Me: YES! we had to go home and get the volt meter and a plug? It was awesome.
Dad: I hope they threw it out after last year.
Me: They probably didn't.
Dad: WHAT?
Me: THEY'RE LUTHERANS. THEY WOULD HAVE TO GET A NEW ONE. THAT'S CHANGE!
Dad: -laughs- That's pretty funny.
Me: I try.
Historical Accuracy.
Girl Scout Troop Leader: We have been invited to help with an event at (camp name here), it's Medieval/Renaissance themed, who wants to help?
Me: -laughing-
Girl Scout Troop Leader: Is there something you'd like to share?
Me: -regains composure- Okay, so I'm in AP European history, and I just want to say that those are two COMPLETELY different eras in history. I mean, the art makes HUGE transitions between them. In Medieval art, the babies look like shruken down people and the perspective is all wrong and there's split scenes and it's just MESSY. But in RENAISSANCE art, there's TONS more realism because the perspective is right and the babies look like babies and it's great. The babies are always a giveaway as to what era the art's from, because they're two different eras.
Girl Scout Troop Leader: ...Okay then.
my nose is my new favorite part of me.
I realized that it’s crooked.
like, if my face was a photoshop image, and my nose was a layer, it wasn’t quite rotated all the way to be straight. yeah, it’s not just part of the nose, it’s the WHOLE NOSE.
funniest thing ever, i love it. see, my glasses have always been crooked. i thought it was my ears, but it’s my NOOOOOOSE!
ahhhh… love my life.
Weather Channel Glitch
Dad: LOOK AT HIS MAP. IT JUST SAYS LABEL WHERE THE LABELS ARE... HIS COMPUTER SCREWED UP! -laughing-
Me: -ahem- I have a little label, i made it out of tape, and when it's dry and ready, my label i will tape! OH LABEL LABEL LABEL! I MADE IT OUT OF TAPE! OH LABEL LABEL LABEL, NOW LABEL I WILL TAPE!
Dad: Shut up, I want to hear the weather.
Me: You're just jealous.
OOPS.
DAD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YOU DIDN’T SAY YOU WERE GOING TO TAKE A SHOWER.
there’s like… nasty chemicals in there that mom told me to tell you to wash off beforehand.
BUT YOU DIDN’T WARN ME, SO I FORGOT, AND NOW YOU’RE IN THERE WITH THE CHEMICALS.
oh well.
Grandma said she smoked and drank during all her pregnancies, you’ll probably be okay if you can deal...
FINALS.
they’re gonna kill me.
DAY ONE: honors physics, AP english, AP euro.
DAY TWO: spanish 4, band, AP calc.
DAY THREE: gym.
I’m not studying for gym or band.
but… uh…
yeah, i need to study the most for physics, and it’s first on the first day? WTF IS THIS, SERIOUSLY.
why do they call it winter break.
it should be called “drive emily crazy because we’re...
Lame.
Me: Why won't it save... This is lame, like a horse with no legs.
Maggie: No, a horse with no legs is DEAD.
Me: WELL A DEAD HORSE IS LAME. It obviously can't walk, so it's still lame by that definition.
Maggie: ...well played, well played.
Me: Thank you.
My ridiculous father being ridiculous.
Dad: WHOA, WHAT'S THIS, WHO'S STUDYING READING THE CRUCIBLE?!
Me: That's mine. That was the essay that had me up until one in the morning multiple times.
Dad: Oh! So that's been there a while...
Me: And you JUST noticed it. Good job!
Dad: OH BE QUIET.
Me: THIS IS LIKE THE TIME I SAID YOU PROBABLY HAVE GERD, AND YOU WERE ALL "GRUMBLEGRUMBLE GO AWAY LET ME EAT ALL THESE TUMS," AND THEN YOU GO TO THE DOCTOR AND THE DOCTOR SAYS YOU HAVE GERD AND YOU FINALLY THINK IT'S LEGIT.
Dad: Well YOU don't have a PhD.
Me: What you really want to say is that I don't have a MEDICAL degree, because Uncle Francis and Aunt Kate have PhDs, but they aren't medical doctors. My seventh grade life skills teacher had a PhD, and she was convinced we had to practice air-raid drills.
Dad: MAYBE DEALING WITH YOU IS WHY I HAVE GERD.
Me: NO, YOU PROBABLY HAVE GERD BECAUSE OF BAD DIET CHOICES AND A HIGH-STRESS JOB. Haven't you ever noticed how you take more Tums when it's the outage or you're on call?
Dad: ...IRRELEVANT. -walks away-
Me: IT'S TOTALLY RELEVANT!
WINNER
so remember my insane rant last night when I was complaining that the man selling pianos didn’t even play Piano Man?
Today he played it three times.
I’ve noticed when I bitch about things on tumblr, sometimes they fix themselves.
today.
i wrapped a build a bear box.
and a purse, sans-box.
i’m a winner.
Best day in physics ever.
Lab.
got nothing done.
reminded me of the glory days of chem where nobody had a clue as to what we were supposed to do.
Except i didn’t have ashley or lauren in my group to save my ass from failing. :( i miss that part of chem… but the rest of it, GOOD RIDDANCE.
except i really do miss rebecca’s pictures:
When did I turn into the Christmas Nazi?
I hate Christmas all of a sudden. I hate having to tell people what I want, because I can’t think of ANYTHING and I feel terrible.
I hate Christmas music to the point where I am always listening to a CD when I drive, I wear my iPod in the allergist’s waiting room, just to avoid having to hear the Christmas music.
All these kids today were wearing t-shirts with Santa, or wearing Santa...
The other day, I was stylin'.
Ashley: Emily, what are you wearing? You look like you just got off the boat.
Me: Uuhhhh, well, i have my grunge water resistant footwear, my awesome floor-length band skirt, THESE AWESOME LEGGINGS UNDERNEATH -shows off leggings-, my old speech coat, and my rainbow scarf?
Ashley: The skirt and the coat and the scarf make you look like you just came over from Europe in, like, the eighteen-hundreds.
Me: -Conan O'Brien style Irish accent- OH YES, THE POTATO FAMINE... THAT WAS NOT FUN.
Ashley: -laughing- That was an insult to Irish people everywhere.
Me: -no more accent- Good, I'm allowed to insult my own people.
Ashley: You're a great person.
Me: PSH WE BOTH KNOW I'M GOING TO HELL. it's gonna be great.
I keep getting bloody noses.
clitorisaurus:
yosamanthrax:
My doctor said I’m not dying. What gives?
A vitamin K deficiency, usually.
DUDE. THIS COULD EXPLAIN MY LIFE. (Or, the antihistamines and the winter air are to blame, but nutrition’s always cool too.)
oh hey random influx of followers.
random followers mean random facts.
i have a tendency to accidentally get oatmeal all over the microwave whenever i make it…
it’s terrible.
the end.
I think I might have been born in the wrong...
naturalnumber:
theadventuresoffishlady:
I think I’m actually supposed to be Canadian.
I don’t know what that means, but my life is starting to make a lot more sense.
Which is weird. I would have never guessed I was supposed to be a Canadian.
I mean, why else would I have a slight northern accent?
what else do canadians do?
i have so much to learn.
That really depends a lot on where in...
i need help from someone who knows shit about...
lexiideso:
gagaohlalaa:
lexiideso:
gagaohlalaa:
lexiideso:
i have to come up with some 10 minute activity to do with the kid i’m assigned to in my childcare class and he said tomorrow he wanted to do something harry potter.
I CAN’T THINK OF ANYTHING. because i haven’t read the HP books or even seen the movies D:
someone please please please pleeeeease help me out? ):
get a red stone,...
Stereotyping People by Their Favorite Author →
marinakayy:
tmerr:woodlandcreature:
Hilariously accurate.
I laughed.
I loved these: Signs you've been living in...
justinerules:
choisissions:
“Little Smokies” are something you serve on special occasions.
You take pride in knowing that on Saturdays, Memorial stadium is the third largest city in the state.
You can tell the smell of a skunk and the smell of a feed lot apart.
You know what “knee high by the Fourth of July” refers to.
You can drive through towns like Wahoo with a straight face.
You know...
EVERYONE.
justinerules:
choisissions:
bridgetrage:
secondhandreveries:
dv90210:
austinidhitit:
mariziacamille:
Wtf D’: Reblog with the classes you’re taking and what grade you’re in. US History B English 2A Geometry B Dance Spanish 1A /Junior. Wtf. My sched is for a sophomore >_>
honors algebra 2 virtual enterprise (lulz) ACT test prep driver’s education.
it switches once we come back...
Reblog if you want to cuddle right now.
joodiff:
stopnicole:
xknifeslingerx:
keepsingingnow:
capnhook:
ifthemoonfelldowntonight:
missmassh:
waltzwithyourmurderer:
mikebullock:
holly-berry:
thehighseasecho:
(via hypstuhh)
do i look hispanic
inflightradio:
WHY ARE YOU SHOUTING HOLA AT ME
STOP THAT
HOLA CHICA AYUDAME CON MI TAREA DE ESPANOL?
I’m sorry. i already know i’m going to hell, if that helps.
Twizzlers contain flour.
inothernews:
theadventuresoffishlady:
I’m not even kidding you.
Go on, check the ingredients.
I had this debate with my mother and my physics teacher. I won both times.
While we’re at it, new federal guidelines require food manufacturers to list possible allergens on the “nutrition information” label. Such allergens would include wheat, nuts, dairy etc. Helpful if you suffer from any...
Twizzlers contain flour.
I’m not even kidding you.
Go on, check the ingredients.
I had this debate with my mother and my physics teacher. I won both times.
It's one in the morning.
I think i just officially became an AP student.
Hello, life of sleep deprivation.
Goodbye, coherent thought.
and by life, i mean the remainder of the school year.
omg
jeniellerae:
people I know irl have tumblr now
they are annoying and ugh…
some people shouldn’t be allowed on the internet ok!!!
I second the motion
let’s kick them off the island. YOU GET BEHIND THEM AND I’LL PUSH!
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I think I might have been born in the wrong...
I think I’m actually supposed to be Canadian.
I don’t know what that means, but my life is starting to make a lot more sense.
Which is weird. I would have never guessed I was supposed to be a Canadian.
I mean, why else would I have a slight northern accent?
what else do canadians do?
i have so much to learn.
UGHRRRGGGGFFFFGGRRHHHHGGG.
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WHAT THE HELL WHY DID I TAKE FOUR WEIGHTED CLASSES WHY IS OPTIMIZATION SO HARD WHY IS THIS ESSAY SO SHITTY WHY CAN’T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT.
maybe i’ll just give up for the night.
that sounds like a really good idea right about now. it’s a bad sign if your math homework wants to make you cry, right?
Life.
life is when you have an awesome weekend where you watch Harry Potter movies and don’t have much homework and it’s generally fantastic.
life is also when that awesome weekend is followed by a shit week and an even shittier weekend where you have loads of homework even though you stayed up so late Saturday, you ended up going to bed at 2 AM sunday morning.
