Boomtime, Chaos 7, 3176
I. Hate. Men.
I have nothing further to say about that.
Anyway, I've been thinking about the original snub. (AKA the judgement of Paris.) You, know, the one with the Apple of Discord? And I've been wondering which of the goddesses I'm most like, of the four of them.
I'm pretty sure I'm not Athene. I'm just not gonna touch that one, as tempted as I am to talk about the fact that she is cruel.
Could I compare myself to the lovely Aphrodite? In a sense, yes. She's vain. And she's terribly manipultive. I've grown out of that, some. Last year, I was horrible with social experimenting. I was awful to people just for fun. I made a guy cry once. *Smirks* But that's all in the past. Isn't it? Aphrodite was just pure evil. Almost like Jadis, but in a different way.
As for Hera, I used to love her. She's delightfully jealous, much like myself. (I think I've commented on that before?) And she's the queen of the gods! Not that I'm the queen of anything, but I love the idea of power. She's the epitome of envy, and I think somebody should have realized that making someone with that kind of a temper, who's that powerful mad all the time *coughzeuscough* was a bad idea. Reasons I'm not like her? She's the goddess of marriage. Ewwww. Can't think of anything else, but I'd say that's bad enough.
Finally, Eris. Yes, I know she wasn't one of the goddesses competeing for the apple, but it was her apple! Really, give credit where credit is due. She is my personal favorite, naturally. I wouldn't call her jealous, though. Vengeful seems more appropriate. Or you could say she was just doing her job, being the goddess of chaos. I wish I could say I was like her, but I really don't think I am. :(
Anyway, do tell me what you think!
"ONE MORE DAY BEFORE THE STOOOOORM AT THE BARRICADE OF FREDOOOOOM!!!!!!"
Sweetmorn, Chaos 6, 3176
Les Mis. I've been obsessing lately, I know. But it's stuck in my head!
Of course we had school today, because I didn't do my homework. But it was a two hour delay, so I managed to finish my Civics essay in the nick of time! Snow is every procrastinator's best friend. Well, maybe not their BFF, but on their top 8. Which is nothing to sneeze at, mind you.
Oh, and the school drama is back. I was wondering where it all went. I was actually daring to hope that maybe it had kicked the bucket over the holidays, but to no avail. My friends, my best and truest friends (no sarcasm implied), walk just behind me in the hallways and whisper about me. They think I don't hear them, but I do. I would speak up and tell them so, but then they'd stop, or speak quieter, or something, and I love to hear all the juicy gossip. They didn't actually have much to say, because I wasn't supplying them with any apparent jealousy issues for them to comment on. The conversation wasn't actually terribly interesting, but basically one goes, "What's wrong with her? She seems, I don't know, a bit off?" Off, meaning super-quiet and probably up to no good. Most likely plotting a murder.
The other one says, "She's probably still off on vaction." Meaning she thinks I'm just brain-dead.
But even though they think I'm nuts, I love them anyway. And this probably isn't an accurate represention of them, really. It's only a tiny little portion of my day. They're the reason I study for tests and style my hair occasionally and don't lose my temper as much as I'd like to. What else could you ask for? Well, money. But other than that, nothing!
Les Mis. I've been obsessing lately, I know. But it's stuck in my head!
Of course we had school today, because I didn't do my homework. But it was a two hour delay, so I managed to finish my Civics essay in the nick of time! Snow is every procrastinator's best friend. Well, maybe not their BFF, but on their top 8. Which is nothing to sneeze at, mind you.
Oh, and the school drama is back. I was wondering where it all went. I was actually daring to hope that maybe it had kicked the bucket over the holidays, but to no avail. My friends, my best and truest friends (no sarcasm implied), walk just behind me in the hallways and whisper about me. They think I don't hear them, but I do. I would speak up and tell them so, but then they'd stop, or speak quieter, or something, and I love to hear all the juicy gossip. They didn't actually have much to say, because I wasn't supplying them with any apparent jealousy issues for them to comment on. The conversation wasn't actually terribly interesting, but basically one goes, "What's wrong with her? She seems, I don't know, a bit off?" Off, meaning super-quiet and probably up to no good. Most likely plotting a murder.
The other one says, "She's probably still off on vaction." Meaning she thinks I'm just brain-dead.
But even though they think I'm nuts, I love them anyway. And this probably isn't an accurate represention of them, really. It's only a tiny little portion of my day. They're the reason I study for tests and style my hair occasionally and don't lose my temper as much as I'd like to. What else could you ask for? Well, money. But other than that, nothing!
The unabridged version of Les Mis is 1,463 pages....
Setting Orange, Chaos 5, 3175
Happy Mungday!
Oh, snow. If I was my namesake, Queen Jadis, I'm sure I'd love it. But it sucks. I mean, it's pretty! But as terribly gorgeous as it is, it's cold and wet and COLD. It does have its benefits, most importantly being the cancellation of school. So, all that being said, let me be perfecly clear when I beseech whom it may concern: please make it snow!
All the tragic weather has been taking its toll on the teachers, though. They've all been assigning ridiculous amounts of homework. I think they know we're destined to have a day off soon. As if I want to spend my snow day inside doing homework! I plan on spending it inside reading Les Misérables and The Chronicles of Narnia. Jeez, people. Spoil a perfectly good day, why don't you just?
I've actually just recently gotten back into reading. It's not that I don't enjoy it, and I'm actually very good at it (if one can be good at reading). I just get so attached to the characters, but I read so fast. And then I miss them. Lame, I know. But when I was a kid, I went through the Anne of Green Gables series in about a month. Then I was really depressed when there weren't any more. So I didn't read at all last year. Only the stuff asssigned for English class, but just barely. I didn't finish most of the books, and I'd already read quite a few. (The Odyssey, Much Ado About Nothing, Romeo and Juliet, Of Mice and Men, and To Kill A Mockingbird. The other two, Annie John and Lord of the Flies, I had not.) But then I got some delicious reads for the holidays, and I simply couldn't resist. The Latin translation of The Little Prince, Regulus, is my favorite. It makes me cry, even in a dead language! Best quote: "Cur aenigmata semper usurpas?"
Happy Mungday!
Oh, snow. If I was my namesake, Queen Jadis, I'm sure I'd love it. But it sucks. I mean, it's pretty! But as terribly gorgeous as it is, it's cold and wet and COLD. It does have its benefits, most importantly being the cancellation of school. So, all that being said, let me be perfecly clear when I beseech whom it may concern: please make it snow!
All the tragic weather has been taking its toll on the teachers, though. They've all been assigning ridiculous amounts of homework. I think they know we're destined to have a day off soon. As if I want to spend my snow day inside doing homework! I plan on spending it inside reading Les Misérables and The Chronicles of Narnia. Jeez, people. Spoil a perfectly good day, why don't you just?
I've actually just recently gotten back into reading. It's not that I don't enjoy it, and I'm actually very good at it (if one can be good at reading). I just get so attached to the characters, but I read so fast. And then I miss them. Lame, I know. But when I was a kid, I went through the Anne of Green Gables series in about a month. Then I was really depressed when there weren't any more. So I didn't read at all last year. Only the stuff asssigned for English class, but just barely. I didn't finish most of the books, and I'd already read quite a few. (The Odyssey, Much Ado About Nothing, Romeo and Juliet, Of Mice and Men, and To Kill A Mockingbird. The other two, Annie John and Lord of the Flies, I had not.) But then I got some delicious reads for the holidays, and I simply couldn't resist. The Latin translation of The Little Prince, Regulus, is my favorite. It makes me cry, even in a dead language! Best quote: "Cur aenigmata semper usurpas?"
Salutations!
Prickle-Prickle, Chaos 4, 3176
Hello, lamb! To those of you who may be wondering why Esoteric of the Frozen is gone and where it could be hiding, just ask me in an email or facebook message. There was an issue with certain people abusing it, but I'd be glad to tell you. As long as it's a secret!
Now on to more pressing matters, such as wardrobes. And I don't mean doors from the world of men, I mean clothes.
I'm currently obsessing over the sweet lolita clothes, and just have to get my hands on some! They are just so kawaii! Besides, I'm so tired of my regular jeans, converse, and a tee shirt routine. Actually, I'll admit it, I really love the converse. <3 But otherwise, I don't want to blend in. I'm not a conformist, so it sickens me that I would dress like one. I want to be stared at! I know full well that the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about, and I want people to see that.
But the issue, as usual, is money. That stuff doesn't just grow on trees, sadly. (And if it did, we would have some massive problems with inflation, no doubt.) I've been going through all my stuff and estimating how much it will fetch me on e-bay. I'm going to have to buy over $700 worth in clothes before I can start wearing it regularly, and I'm nowhere close. Which means I may have to get... A job! Ugh. That's why I'm going to be an actress when I grow up. It's dressing up really, but it's disguised as work. And you get paid! It doesn't get much better than that, lamb.
My friend at Street Lilies thinks it's a great idea, though. I'm glad my friends don't think I'm a freak. Actually, scratch that. I'm glad my friends know I'm a freak, but they like me anyway. :)
Hello, lamb! To those of you who may be wondering why Esoteric of the Frozen is gone and where it could be hiding, just ask me in an email or facebook message. There was an issue with certain people abusing it, but I'd be glad to tell you. As long as it's a secret!
Now on to more pressing matters, such as wardrobes. And I don't mean doors from the world of men, I mean clothes.
I'm currently obsessing over the sweet lolita clothes, and just have to get my hands on some! They are just so kawaii! Besides, I'm so tired of my regular jeans, converse, and a tee shirt routine. Actually, I'll admit it, I really love the converse. <3 But otherwise, I don't want to blend in. I'm not a conformist, so it sickens me that I would dress like one. I want to be stared at! I know full well that the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about, and I want people to see that.
But the issue, as usual, is money. That stuff doesn't just grow on trees, sadly. (And if it did, we would have some massive problems with inflation, no doubt.) I've been going through all my stuff and estimating how much it will fetch me on e-bay. I'm going to have to buy over $700 worth in clothes before I can start wearing it regularly, and I'm nowhere close. Which means I may have to get... A job! Ugh. That's why I'm going to be an actress when I grow up. It's dressing up really, but it's disguised as work. And you get paid! It doesn't get much better than that, lamb.
My friend at Street Lilies thinks it's a great idea, though. I'm glad my friends don't think I'm a freak. Actually, scratch that. I'm glad my friends know I'm a freak, but they like me anyway. :)
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