19 now! Or, 6,940 days, 166,560 hours, or 9,993,600 minutes, depending on how you measure the passage of time. So, now what? I should probably be writing some sort of deeply sentimental entry about the wisdom I've gained through the past 19 years and all the awesome memories I have and how much I love all the wonderful people I know and then thank each and every one of them, but.... NOW IT IS TIME FOR CUPCAKES! Woo hoo! (not actually mine, I just think they're terribly cute) We shall se
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WANT. Like, I would sit around my room at school and drink pomegranate juice from these and act really overly refined. It's funny that you think you'd be drinking pomegranate juice from those.-FN
So this is a mosaic that I made in either 2003 or 2004 that I had sort of forgotten about until I was talking with ChocolateFrogs a while back and he wanted to know what it looked like, and when I was cleaning my room, I found it peeking out from under a chair, so I dragged it out and got a picture of it. Looking at it now, there's a lot of things I think I might end up changing, like the shape of the bottom 1/3 of the shield part, the way the axles and front of the car have a very odd bend to
My parents decided to go with the Cash for Clunkers program and get rid of our old red Volvo station wagon from 1990 and use the money to buy a shiny 2009 light blue VW. My mom dragged my brother and I out of the house and we did a quick spin around the neighborhood in it, which was really nice, even thought it was like 10.30 at night. Super smooth driving and such. Unfortunately, it now means I have to learn how to drive stick, so blah for that aspect of it. ALSO: My mom wants to get a cus
Some great and rather odd quotes (especially that last one) from some campers this session.... "MASTER CHEIF IS BILLY MAYS?!?" "If you ever have problems, move to Boston, because everything is normal there." "People from Canada are cannibals. I know that because I read it in a book."
In lieu of being unable to go see the midnight viewing of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (which I am ridicilously disappointed about) as I'm currently working at a summer camp and have no way to get to a movie theatre, I'm posting these mini cakes that I made for my friend's 18th birthday last year. Yay! =D "My parents are dead, my life sucks, I can't hold a girlfriend, and I'm always surrounded by goblins!" "Let's bother Snape! BOTHER BOTHER BOTHER." "Alas! A cornucopia of love
Today during lunch they were like "Let's learn some songs!" and I realized that I am sort of out of practice in regards to a lot of camp songs, so I pulled out my song book from Namanu and I've been reviewing them for the past hour or so. Unfortunately, the tune of some songs that they sing here at Meadowood varies from what I've learned, so it's been a bit of an adventure trying to put another version of a song to memory. And, I feel slightly awkward as there's a ton of camp songs that I k
So (if anyone cares to know), I decided to enter the Pimp your Blog competition (despite my better judgement as I'm leaving tomorrow to go work at a summer camp until August third, and don't really know just how much time I'll have to use the internet each day for updates and such). But, why radio for my blog design for the Pimp Your Blog competition? I could have gone with numerous band-themed designs (U2, lady danville, Barenaked Ladies, Death Cab for Cutie, etc.) but once again, I seem to
I walked after a bus through an airport parking lot for 15 minutes in order to see EW for about eight minutes, much to the amusement of my brother and EW's troop and probably EW as well as we were on the phone with each other the whole time. Picture ('cause this actually happened (that's right, I'm lookin' at you, Sumiki)): I'm not really sure what he's doing here, but look at the crazy LEGO people from Oregon!
Look! Look at what my friend made with the pictures I took of our art party painting we did this past weekend! And this is a better angle of the final painting, which shall reside in my friend Jordan's apartment:
Once upon a time, there was a little five year old girl. You could consider her relatively normal and such, except for the fact that unlike the majority of five year olds, she absolutely loooved the band The Beatles. She had a Beatles calendar (but that will be another story for another time) and would always go and listen to her parents Beatles CDs and would also eventually have several years where she annoyed many DJs at the local radio stations with her constant phone calls requesting Beatl
Cleaning wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for it feeling like I just threw away about three-quarters of my life. Mom, don't you dare touch those LEGO bricks.
Gotta love it when my friend randomly calls me up at 10 PM and is like "I'm sending people over to pick you up. We're all watching The Labyrinth. Bring popcorn." It was a good evening, especially as I've never seen that movie before. Annnnnd, for my dad, and all the other dads out there: (I would put up some picture of my dad and me looking ridiculous or something, but I think these dessert burgers are a lot cooler)
Ok, so one balloon by itself is pretty cool. Like, you can play volleyball with it, or entertain a cat, or fill it with water and throw it at someone, you know, tons of fun stuff. But. what if you had several thousand balloons? All in one room? And then you added some college students who just got done with finals and have a bit too much energy? The results are quite astounding: One half of the mastermind team that started this entire thing. Raaaave! For a comparison to just how tall the ba
I took over 900 photos last Sunday in Salem at the local qualifier for the soap box derby world championships. I think I should lay off the shutter button a bit. However all I have to say is "EDWARD YOU DID IT! YOU'RE GOING TO AKRON!!!"
So, I had a dream last night that I was back at college and a tornado hit my school and I remember watching the tornado ripping through a wall while I hid under a desk. This wouldn't be so weird if it weren't for that when my mom was a kid a tornado hit her school and completely destroyed it. And you think this was a weird dream. You have no idea what you're in for.-FN
I am now the owner of a lamp that looks kind of like the Pixar one, a picture frame, Cranium: Turbo Edition, some random silverware, an iron, a retro-looking wall clock, and two pizza pans. This is all due to my friend Zach, who came back to grab something he forgot during the move out of his room and we came to the discovery that the last person to move out of the room (our RA) decided that he was just going to ignore the huge pile of garbage he had left in the room, as well as everything in
So, I'm done with finals. Wait. Hold the phone. I'M DONE WITH FINALS!!! Ok, that was so worth the five minutes it took for me to change the colour of each of those letters. And even though the last eight hours have been some of the most stressful in a very long time, I think my favourite part was when Kerry walked over to my computer, looked at the part of my final I was finishing up and said "You're insane. That's a good thing" and then walked off. It was just so utterly random, and th
Twomorefinalstwomorefinalstwomorefinalstwomorefinalstwomorefinals. *falls over* And, as I found out around 11:30 this evening, if you try hard enough, you can indeed get the paint back into the squeeze-out paint tubes. It's just really difficult to do.
Because it's finals week! Monday- All day: Working on Graphics and Design final projects. Contemplate just sleeping in the art department in order to get everything done. 4:30 PM: Theatre Dance dress rehearsal Tuesday- Most of day: Keep working on Graphics and Design final projects. 7 PM: Resident Assistant final 7 PM: Theatre Dance final Wednesday- 1 PM-3 PM: Graphics final 3 PM-5 PM: Design final Thursday/Friday- All day: Either act like a complete spazz since my finals are all done o
That is what I did to commemorate one year of being a high school graduate on Thursday. Because nothing says "Yes! I worked through 13 years of schooling and lived to tell the tale, thank you very much!" like running around your campus with a group of friends while stomping in puddles during a thunderstorm. It's kind of a weird feeling, though, because on Wednesday, the class of '09 from my high school graduated and I know a ton of people in that class, and my brother is going to graduate fr
The Mountie Awards, an award thing that the athletic department does was last night. I wasn't going to go, and then Carla was all "NO. You. Are. Going. To. This. I don't care what you say. Everyone is attending. Therefore, you are attending it as well" despite my protests that I had nothing to wear ('cause it was like super formal) and didn't really want to go. So, she went out and found me a dress to borrow and it all went from there. The track team was nominated for team of the yea
