La pluie au planete

Sometime, I would like to hear you say my name with the same reverance-
To admire one of my distinct qualities
That You Don't See

you're not looking

Meme les artichauds ont des coeurs...

The most beautiful and overwhelming feeling in the world;
So much emotion over a period of so little time.
Ah, and time, that beautiful, terrible thing.
And friends, those wonderful, wonderful, smiling eyes and hearts.
And songs, and families, curly hair.

I used to look just like her.

I don't like cheese, I don't like pity, because I had such a stunningly impassioned weekend, both with good and bad, epiphanic and inspirational and crashing.
To a choir that used to be tone deaf; let us forge through our new-found pitch together, with ease and without hesitation. Also, let me thank you for having one of the most beautiful experiences I will ever have with music, with life, and with people that matter. I can't describe the feeling of 60-some voices rushing over me from widened smiles, and if you were judging me for doing such a terrible job, for hiding it. Maybe it wasn't that big a deal for you, but for the ten minutes I was conducting that 1 overwhelmingly intense song, I felt like I was amidst some sort of heavenly, heavenly storm. Of perfectly joyous and heart-breaking sound.

I used to look just like her.

My friends are beautiful.

I miss something that I don't recognize.

Belle hirondelle

I do.

Pourquoi mes titres sont toujours en francais?

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there,
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the sweet-tasting autumn rain
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of birds circling in flight
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand on my grave and weep…
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
-Mary Frye

Les nouvelles

Things I have discovered:

- I do not work well under stress and lack of sleep.
- I really like water color paints
- I have mixed feelings about my hair and Allison's hair cream
- I have mixed feelings about my English teacher
- The hugs I get from my boyfriend keep me going
- I eat too much oatmeal
- I don't know the difference between right and left
- I may be steadily going blind from peroxide-eye contact
- My room is still a mess, and it is making me even more upset
- There is no bread in my house
- I may chomp on you
- I HATE BEING COLD
- I love to sing.

Le soleil

How many villages could we save?

Sunshine Song by Jason Mraz.

Today, I hate; English questions. My hair. How dirty my room is. English questions. English teacher. Being tickled. The fact that everyone gets to sleep in today except me. The fact that I don't get to stay at home tonight or the next day. The perpetually dry gray sky and cold wind. ENGLISH QUESTIONS. Also, how do you post pictures?

On the flip side; Boyfriend. My new watercolor paints. My housecoat. The things I get to eat for lunch. Jason Mraz and John Mayer. Christmas is approaching. Hannah, who I am venting(ish) at. How I am alone. A break from English questions.

Pendant que j'attends pour Supernatural de charger...

Sam and Dean Winchester, rolling along
In their '67 Chevy Impala
Killing beasties and ghosties and demons and stuff
But never in Guatemala.

Their mom was killed in a nursery fire:
Their father was a big jerk
Who sacrificed himself at the beginning of Season two,
And that made Dean go berserk.

But before Season two, there was Season one,
Where Sam had really cute hair
It's still pretty cute, like the rest of him too,
Even when he starts getting psychic nightmares.

Now comes Season 2, where Dean is angsty,
And Sam really wants to talk about feelings,
But once they do, Sam gets done in,
And Dean does some demon dealings.

Season 3, where Dean is angsty,
But understandably, because he's going to Hell,
And Bobby gets sadly unappreciated
And Sam and Dean rent a large number of motels.

Sam goes kind of crazy in Season four,
Providing for angst (and demon sex)
And then the Apocalypse kind of gets under way
You know what rhymes with sex? Tyrannosaurus rex.

But there are no dinosaurs in Supernatural (yet)
Only cute boys who hunt evil stuff
And that makes them cuter, and also just awesome,
As well as ridiculously buff.

Les etudes sociales.

Social studies, directly defined as the most boring subject ever, except I really like it now because I am getting 91, and we spend a lot of time in the library 'researching' projects but really being on facebook and watching A Very Potter Musical or writing mindless blogs, is presently happening.
I think that instead of researching the World Wildlife Fund I will research actual social things, like people, because when I think social I think people, so I will now conduct a study on the people around me.

Kaylie and Eric Haynes are nurturing their secret love affair by sharing a moment watching A Very Potter Musical (for the umpteenth time, in Kaylie's case.) I am watching her mouth the words. She is funny because she does that a lot and makes silly expressions on her face. But I forgive her because I do it too and that is why we are best friends. Eric Haynes is looking contemplative, as per usual. If he were a famous statue, he would be The Thinker, and Kaylie would not. Kaylie would not be a statue because, like me, nobody could make her into a statue because she is always dancing around like a hooligan, or watching A Very Potter Musical, evidently.
(I would like to note how sad it is that even though I cannot hear what is happening in the aforementioned musical playing on the computer next to mine, I still know exactly word-for-word what they are saying/singing.) (Almost.)

Megan is being responsible! It's crazy! When is Megan ever responsible! Or responsable, which is the word I just substituted for responsible, because French is plaguing my brain with a disease, where I don't even get any of the cool French traits, like wine and cheese and being in France, I only get the smelly French things, like speaking in French. It's actually kind of funny because she is sitting right next to me and not even noticing I am talking about her. She is looking up things to do with the Olympics. I am concluding this is because in her spare time she is a famous figure skater/alpine skiier/something else you do in the cold. And she is preparing. Because she is a preparer. Now.

Tessa is also being responsible? What on earth is this blasphemy? I think I am dreaming. Because Eric Haynes, Kaylie and I are doing everything but working, while those two are. Psychotic!

Someone whose name I forget is asking us what the first words that came to our heads was. She is asking this over and over and over again and the words coming to my head are more and more often annoying irritating and murder.

Her name has been revealed to be Kelsey. She and her friends laughed at me when I told them 'panda'. What is wrong about thinking about pandas, is what I want to know? Someone has to think of the pandas. And I am doing it. I get things done. I solve problems. Thats what me and Rachel do. We are problem solvers. Or something.

I am getting really jealous that I am not watching A Very Potter Musical. I'm going to go cry...and eat my sandwich.

Until next time.

OH, also, my social teacher is leaving. That sucks. Because, as mentioned before, he gave me 91. Also, he hands out scratch and sniff stickers. What teacher still does that in grade 11? Also, because Eric Haynes and I are the best students ever, we get squishy chairs. Also, my boyfriend sits in the same squishy chair as me in his social class, which restores my faith (that was never lost) that we are meant to be together. Why else would the forces of the universe facilitate elementary school note passing between us? Why?
I can never go back to normal chairs.

Aux peuples plus talentes que moi...

will take, the chain off of the door...

Awesome talent show! It made my faith in humanity definitely restore itself!
(Because it was lost before. Now, not so much.)
(Plus my boyfriend is cute.)

Ahem.

Kiss a wookie.