Friday, November 21, 2008

Service Day Report

Today was service day! I went with Drama Club to read books to preschoolers, and it was so fun! Decked out in my bright-yellow overalls, multicolored hat, watermelon-toned scarf, and Dr. Seuss T-shirt, I hopped onto the mini-bus with Bridgette, Janam, Kelsey, Chloe, Emily, JJ, and Karishma, and ventured to three schools throughout Athens. I took my book of "vegan-brainwashing (JOKE!)" Shel Silverstein poems and read some pretty awesome ones to the kids, particularly "Ridiculous Rose," "Hug-o-War," "One Inch Tall," and "Sick." Here are some interesting things that the young'ns did:

  • When I was reading, one teacher said to a young child, "David! No kissing on the mouth, remember!"
  • While Chloe was reading her Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus story, there was many a chorus of "NO!!!!!!!!!!'s" whenever she asked, as the pigeon, "Can I drive the bus?"
  • During Emily's Charlie Brown's Thanksgiving, when she said "aww, he got his feelings hurt," one little boy was like, "That happens to me sometimes. When I make toast."
So, yes. They are very, very interesting little things.

On a, erm, darker note, Ella went to see Twilight the Movie with friends. Unfortunately, she forgot to get a ride home. :-Z. Not that great, and it puts a lot of pressure on me, who should have gotten my learner's in...let's see...March!

Oh, now she has a ride. GOOD. That scared me. I'm sort of worried about what Mom is going to be like when she gets home. She will not be happy about Ella. Oh, well. At least I'm the good little girl who did the dishes while her sister was watching a movie!

So...whirlwind day. And...oh yeah! I'm staying with Ginger for five days in January. FUN! I'm excited, especially since I haven't seen the dogs in forever.

Happiness.:-)

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

I know it's too soon for another one of these, but I'm not testing out any more...I'm writing!

So that went rather well, I think. Right now I am sitting in my kitchen listening to my dogs bark at something unknown outside the door. I'm quite hungry, but I'm resisting that urge so that I can type.

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Okay, I'm back *says Sofie, her mouth full of cracker and margarine.*

I think I have a new favorite current song. It's called "Operation American Freedom" by the amazing Kyle Smith. I just newly discovered his music and it's phenomenal. Apparently there's nothing on him anywhere.

Send me your poor, your weak, your misinformed, and I will send them overseas
While the papas and the mamas spend each and every night on their knees
He said she said, "I won't let you take my son, despite his bravery."
Well mama, I'll be back someday, and you can be proud of me.
Well I won't forgive you for this.
I won't forgive you for this.
Cuz' now I'm never coming home.
I used to be proud, but now I am alone.
I think about a war in life, the paparazzi down and pray.
I think about the empty caskets rolling on into the bay.
I think about a patriot takes away my right to speak.
And the hand that rocks the cradle is that same hand that rocks the weak.
My sin, my right, my convocation, as invisible as the line.
That separates the right from the left and the blessed from the left-behind.
So sit and watch those fireworks and breathe in the gun-powdered air.
That is the smell of freedom- that is the smell of care.
And I won't forgive you for this.
How can I forgive you for this?
Cuz' now I'm never coming home.
I used to be proud, but now I am
Alone.
I really do believe that is genius. Unfortunately, there's nothing about him anywhere. I found him on Last.fm, which is absolutely amazing if you want to find obscure songs, but not that great when you want information! It also has some wonderful free mp3 downloads, such as the above song.

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Today was such an odd day. I woke up after having a weird dream, but I can't remember it any more (I never can- maybe tomorrow I'll be conscious enough at that time to remember to type it out.) My sister didn't catch the bus, so I got my own seat, which was nice, but I had to finish reading the assigned part of Fahrenheit 451, which meant no music or else I would have no concentration whatsoever (which was disappointing considering the wonderful new group of songs I had finished uploading to Zivvy (my purple iPod Shuffle) last night.) After Class Meeting that day, I became really upset about my dad (well, I haven't seen him in months) so I went to talk to Mr. Sears during advisory. That was really nice, actually. I had gotten Advil for my headache there earlier this morning, so the office became a regular destination for me today. Anyways, Mr. Sears came up with the wonderful idea of my getting a part-time job within walking distance from my house, so that I could use the money in order to buy my dad plane tickets to come visit us. I'm thinking Smoothies (<3) style="font-style: italic;">incident with the window in Ms. Sensing's room. Because of this, the Nuccispace Service Day Project was meeting outside, so I had a nice little two seconds with Topher before I jumped over the little ridge-thingy between Lampkin and the Tillman Center and landed on my knee. So I went to the office again and had to clean my knee off. It still hurts at the moment. Then I went to math, where we were supposed to get our (to me, all-important) test back. We did at the end of class, but unfortunately I had to catch the bus and I couldn't look at my grade. Tomorrow I will discover whether I am still a member of the math elite or my time has come to step down.

Ah, well. On to memorize polyatomic ions, now!

SO...

I decided to start keeping a blog (sort of a given, but oh, well.) This will be filled with day-to-day musings/chimeras, whines, names, words, and the like. My history with blogs has been quite shaky, as I've started a few have gotten too distracted to keep up with them. This will be the blog of change.

Below is my inspiration for this blog. Her name is Olive Ostrovsky, otherwise known as Celia Keenan-Bolger. In either form, she is definitely a hero of mine.