Posts Tagged ‘obscure holiday’

“And what, Socrates, is the food of the soul? Surely, I said, knowledge is the food of the soul.” -Plato

June 4, 2008

Thanks to Laura and a few other people and events, I am feeling much better and less stressed out today. For one, my aunt Megan and her fourteen month old daughter, my cousin, Vita came over this evening. Vita is absolutely adorable. Additionally, my uncle Ray came over from North Carolina on a business trip. He is one crazy cat. I wish I had red hair like he does, but unfortunately we are not related by blood. He is actually my step-uncle. Anyway, on to more pressing matters…

There are only six or seven days left of school. I have no comments about that that I have not already said before.

Boy, what joy, tomorrow is Wednesday Club! I am hoping we will be able to make giant Tetris blocks and film them for the project mentioned on vlogbrothers. It is at, in case you have not yet seen the video.

Now, as for the main part of today (in the list format I have grown to love)-

[1]My older brother (along with, partly, my father) is being truly infuriating. He was actually reading this over my shoulder… I mean, what nerve to do that. I always thought he was a trustworthy sort of person, but I guess not as much as I thought. Other than this, he has been asking me these questions… for example, my welovecolors socks have to be hand-washed in a sink. The main bathroom’s sink is almost always in use, meanwhile my parents’ bathroom sink rarely is. So, naturally, I used that sink to wash my socks in this evening. My father yelled at me for doing so, and said I can never wash them in there again. You know, because it is cool to be possessive of a bathroom you barely use. Anyway, so my father comes in the room while I am typing this and does the yelling thing, to which I reply that if I cannot wash them in his bathroom, then I will not be able to wash them at all. He mumbles something unintelligently and leaves the room. Jake immediately gets all in on the situation: he asks me why I need to wash the socks. I tell him I want them to be clean or they will be dirty (obviously) and he asks me who says that they need to be clean, and I say that I do. He has lately been asking such questions.

[2]My grandmother acts like such a phony sometimes. Today, when Uncle Ray came over (he is her son), she decided that she would act like she always helps us with everything- calling us ‘sweetie’ and cooking dinner (which she never does)- the whole entire caboodle. Meanwhile, she usually does pretty much nothing all day. It is annoying, how people put on false faces when different people are around them.

[3]I did a lot of my Child Development portfolio today, both in class and at home. Now, I am confident that I am on schedule (possibly ahead of it) and will finish with time to spare- unlike yesterday, when I was, as I believe I put it, ‘truly overwhelmed,’ or something like that.

[4]In Gym today, we took the ‘final exam,’ which consists of copying the answers from our book (of questions we did throughout the term and could work together on) onto a scantron. Pointless, that exam is.

[5]The word of the day is unctuous, an adjective defined as, ‘characterized by affected, exaggerated, or insincere earnestness.’ The holiday is Repeat Day (I said Repeat Day… sorry, that gets old fast), and the number of the day is nine thousand, three hundred ninety-three.

[6]Oh yeah, I finished The Catcher In The Rye today. It was rather hilarious, and I think I shall add it to my favorite books list. As Laura said, it is a book that you either love or hate. I loved it, no matter how overrated it is made out to be in other instances.

Goodnight now, everybody. I must be off to other things.

There are seven lucky pennies in my pocket.

May 23, 2008

It is Lucky Penny Day and, to celebrate it, I carried around pennies for good luck and handed out bunches of them to my friends. There were tons of people absent today, I guess because of the combination of Prom Night and the upcoming Memorial Day Weekend. Once I had handed out lots of lucky pennies, I found that there were exactly seven in my pocket. How lucky is that?

At lunch today, it was “Free Warm Cookie With Lunch Day.” Amazingly, the cookies were actually warm. That was a first.

Also during lunch, near the end, this woman (or maybe just older student) was going around to tables handing out pieces of saltwater taffy. I was thinking, “Hey, that is pretty nice of her,” and I ate one, as the remainder of the people at my table did (other than Zach). It was only after I began chewing it that I realized what I was taught as a kid- never take candy from strangers. It could have been poisoned or something. It was then that I thought that I may die. I actually became extremely paranoid.

Today in English I made up a BCR I missed on Wednesday as well as received the new vocabulary list. The BCR was rather simple, but I was shaking the whole time because of the paranoia about the “poisoned” taffy. I started feeling woozy, but I am pretty positive that I was merely subconsciously conjuring up a sickness in my mind, because I felt fine once I forgot about the taffy fiasco. I suspect that I only lived because of the seven lucky pennies in my pocket, most of which were from my birth year, which is triple the luck. We also watched part of the movie “Matewan” during that class as well, seeing as there were so many people absent, as I mentioned. It was okay, I think, though I just did my vocabulary sheet for most of the time.

Wow, my sister (Clara) really needs to improve her judgment. My mother is picking her up from a friend’s house right now, where she went knowing there would be no supervision. She was caught because she left her cellphone at home and the friend’s slightly older sister called it to see whether she was locked out of the house. Too bad for Clara, because she is now in major trouble. Perhaps that is the reason she got in trouble about a month ago- she refused to tell me why, but she lost a few privileges for a whole month.

Archie is even cuter than she was when I last saw her this morning. She is also calming down- yesterday she did not want to be held very much, or at least peeped a lot when I held her, but I held her just now and she fell right asleep in my hands. Adorable!

As I said, the holiday is Lucky Penny Day. The number of the day is eighteen, and the word of the day is nonce (a noun defined as ‘the present occasion’). Wallie actually remembered to find a color, and it is a lovely shade of yellow called ‘saffron.’

Oh yeah, guess what? Stumped? I actually have plans for this weekend! I never have anything planned, but my friend Alexandra invited me to a sleepover party at her house tonight. Because I rarely go anywhere, my parents are letting me go! How exciting- I have not been to a sleepover in quite a while.

Only a few more weeks of school left. A few more weeks of freshman year. That is crazy ridiculous. I still find it incredulous (hooray, I used one of my new vocabulary words!) that the year has gone by so fast. It seems like just yesterday we were nervous eighth graders starting out at a new school. That means it is almost another year closer until college- when friendships are tested to the ultimate limits, unfortunately.

Wowie kazowie, how awesome is this webcam?

I have been wanting a webcam for quite some time, and this retro-looking one is awesome! At thirty-five dollars, it is not too expensive, either.

Anyway, I am going to play with Archie now before I go to the sleepover!


The Name Of My Chick And Wanting To Become A Vegetarian

May 22, 2008

The chicks arrived today, right on schedule! I would describe how excited this made me, but that would be positively impossible.

There are enough chicks for my siblings and I each to have two or three, but I only want one. One perfect little chicken is more than enough. My chick is so adorable. It is unbelievable, how adorable. Sorry for boring you with this ranting, but she is just so darn cute! I am even enclosing pictures so as to spread the cuteness around.

Is she not the most adorable ball of fluff in the world?

Speaking of her, I never even told you her name! It is a male name, I guess, but the nickname is unisex.

Her name is Archibald Barnaby Bartholomew van Buren (the ‘van Buren’ part if a tribute to my favorite president, Martin van Buren). Archie for short.

Now, for the real ranting part.

Apparently, if there are less than twenty-five chicks in an order at hatcheries (where chickens are hatched and sold and all), the employees may decide that the chicks will not be warm enough on the ride over to the post office. Because of this, they may decide that it would be beneficial to put some extra chicks in the box along with the ones you ordered.

Now, normally, I would not object to extra chicks. Actually, I still do not object to them. The thing is, though, the extra ones they give you are all male. And my mother does not like roosters very much. You know, because they are a lot more aggressive than hens. That is fine and dandy, but they gave us five male Rhode Island Reds with our order. Emphasis on the male. My mother claims there is no way we can have five extra roosters at our house in addition to the two we already have (we have one that is almost full-grown, Ezra, and we ordered one male chick as well). And she claims that we will either kill and eat them ourselves or give them to somebody else who would also kill and eat them.

And that is the reason I really hate (well, not hate, I do not hate anybody, but I am furious with her) my mother right now. Because she would have innocent chicks killed just because they may be a little aggressive. Words simply cannot express how angry I am at her right now. And that is the reason I wish I could become a vegetarian.

Now, I have sort of always been thinking about becoming a vegetarian. The thing is, though… actually, I have excuses but they are pretty much invalid. My only excuse (and a pitiful one at that) is that I do not like any vegetables (and believe me, I have tried a multitude of vegetables) and would have nothing to eat. However, that is invalid now, seeing as I could merely substitute all meats I would normally eat for fake meats. My brother does that, being a vegan, and there is normally a big stock of vegetarian burgers, hot dogs, chicken nuggets, etc. in our freezer. So, hmm, perhaps it would not be impossible. Maybe I will become a vegetarian.

Thanks for listening, anyway. I apologize if this was boring or did not make much sense.

The number of the day is nine, the holiday is Buy An Instrument Day, the color of the day is nonexistent (actually, it is pearl, but because he did not plan it ahead of time I find it pointless to count it as one) because Wallie forgot for the millionth time to find a color, and the word of the day is muckraker (one who spreads scandal against another).

Oh yeah, I got a ninety-five on my math quiz! Increase in overall Algebra II grade, here I come!

I am going to train Archie now. Farewell!

P.S. Once again, is Archie not tremendously adorable? I just cannot get over it…

Project Beginnings, the Secret Spot, and Shoes

May 21, 2008

Wednesday, oh joy. Wednesday club. Not only that, but I got to miss all of school to help out in the preschool. You know, because of the whole HSA thing. It was awesome- I am seriously considering becoming a preschool teacher.

Project beginnings- there are two of them, hence the plural form of ‘beginning.’ The first is not really a project, more of an ongoing thingamabobber. It is something that countless have done before me- record books I want to read. It is titled ‘Books That I Wish To Read Before I Die’ and has about five or six on it so far. More will surely be added, mainly classics that must be classics for a reason that I would like to find out. The second project is one I may have read about somewhere, or perhaps just subconsciously, seeing as I cannot for the life of me recall where I read it. Anyway, it is to collect the signature of everyone I meet. I have started by gathering the signatures of some people I have already met, mainly the Wednesday Club participants and a few family members.

Oh my, how lovely, it has begun to rain even harder than a moment ago. It was raining a smidgen earlier, but promptly stopped.

The Secret Spot- well, somebody jokes whose name is Brittany came to Wednesday Club with us today. She showed us this amazing spot behind the library, where there are a few benches (one of which is a memorial for Craig J. Fritz- while Courtney was sitting on it, Laura cleverly pointed out that Courtney was on the fritz) and such. It is this really lovely place, much nicer than the far-away benches in the front of the library.

Shoes- for a while, I have only had one pair of shoes to wear. Naturally, with time comes wear, which comes with tear- and my green Chucks are fantastic as ever, but they will not be alive forever if I continue to wear them every day of my life. Hence, my idea that I need to get another pair of shoes. There is currently a pair of Dr. Martens in my size on Ebay, which I am hoping my parents will buy for me. You know, because shoes are considered a necessity and all, meaning that my parents would be willing to buy them. I am running out of money and I have yet to find a job. Anyway, these shoes are a tremendously good deal and I really want them. Along with these, I love the most likely aforementioned yellow rain sliders. The auction for them is ending in about a day, and the price has yet to raise significantly. This pair is yet another thing I am hoping my parents will purchase for me. Before it is too late.

Alright, that sounded sketchy.

Blast! I just remembered that I missed a writing assignment in English today- meaning that I will have to make it up. I honestly do not like making things up. Just the thought that I am behind on something- ugh, it makes me shudder.

Laura is going to have a party next week or something! I believe I mentioned this enough already, but I am extraordinarily excited. Plus, I will get to meet the amazing Sabrina! I had a chance to meet her at another party some time ago, but I got sick and was not able to come. Which was utterly dreadful, seeing as I rarely get sick and the sickness just happened to arrive on the day I did not want it to. Then again, I never really want to be sick.

Sorry, I am getting off topic. The number of the day is three thousand two, the holidays are National Memo Day and National Waiters and Waitresses Day, the word of the day is lugubrious, an adjective meaning ‘excessively mournful.’

Laura is a genius.

Sorry, I just keep thinking of how much smarter than me she is.

Oh yeah, I believe my ants have started tunneling! I guess they are extremely slow, because the tunnels so far are very short- still, they are there, sure as day.

Speaking of the ants, I have named one. The one that I always find ‘punching’ the glass. Thank you very much, Laura, for searching the encyclopedia to find out about the physicist (whose name, drumroll please, is Pascal the Curious!).

Hooray, the chicks will arrive tomorrow (or possibly Friday, but I am hoping tomorrow) and the puppy will be picked up from Pennsylvania in a week or two!

Blegh, lately I have been developing a number of habits. One, for instance, is that I find myself pointing at someone when they say something I do not agree with. For example, my mother will tell me that she hopes it is not raining and I will just, all the while keeping a straight face, point right at her. I have not an inkling how this was developed. Another is to say, ‘what do you think this is, a free-for-all?’ whenever anybody… well, actually, whenever. My mother has nearly forbidden me to say it, I have been saying it so often. Again, I have no idea why I have begun to do so.

…and we whispered the secrets of our brains.

Good night, everybody.

EDIT AN HOUR OR TWO LATER: Oh my goodness, I guess I was so excited about this that it completely slipped my mind- right now I share a room with two sisters, Clara and Emma, though I have wanted my own room for a long time.  Well, my parents are seriously considering putting walls up in the huge sunroom we have in our house and making two bedrooms.  Since Jake and I are the oldest, we would get to each have one!!!  I am so excited about this, so monstrously excited.  I have said that a billion times about other things, but I truly cannot wait for this to happen (which I am hoping it does).  My goodness, my own room would be amazing.  I could… paint the walls fantastic colors, and put bookshelves everywhere, and have a loft bed with a desk underneath it and… my goodness, there are so many amazing possibilities! 

Alright, end of edit, good night for real now.