Lalalalaaaa

You may have noticed that I didn't post yesterday. :P Well, I was in too bad of a mood and PMSing too much to bother posting. So yeah. ._.

To Angieness - War? Wars are bad. D: ... That's about all Rach can say about the subject. ._. (Oh, and you can tell Rach is not in such a bad mood anymore ... is more tolerable right now ... is not PSMing as much ... [insert nice way of saying that she won't randomly spaz at people anymore here]. Yes, Rach fails of epic proportions. Rach thinks we've established that already. ._.) (You can also tell that Rach is not as pissed off at Angieness anymore because she started calling her Angieness again. :D)

Silken gave Rach a psychological analysis yesterday over MSN. The results were awkward. :O

Hmm, what else. Oh yeah, Ms. Wong the Force screamed at us today because she somehow (probably from the Goddess) found out that people posted pictures of her on Facebook. Well, more specifically, she ordered us that "All pictures of me that are posted on Facebook must be removed, NOW!" To which Shannon promptly replied, "So you want me to go on Facebook now?? On the school computer??" And the Force said, "... You know what I mean! >:O"

Yesterday or something...

Shannon: Haha, what a dumbass question. :P
The Force: SHANNON. ESSAY.
Daniel: Haha, what a dumbass. :P
The Force: DANIEL. ESSAY.

Rach is wondering if Eddie will yell at her on Saturday because she can't swim. ._. Eddie planned to do intervals this week. Rach wants to sit by the side and watch people do intervals. THIS IS PAYBACK FOR SKIPPING THOSE STUPID INTERVALS LAST TIME, CICI. AND FOR SKIPPING ENDURANCE SWIM LAST WEEK, CRYSTAL. >:D

Rach is being spazzy again. Rach resolves to not be spazzy for... 5 minutes.

...

...

...

Not being spazzy is boring. ._.

Hmm, I don't wanna go trick-or-treating tomorrow. :/ Mostly because I'm waaaaay too tall to look like a fifth grader or something. Van could probably pass for a fifth grader. Or even a third grader. So could Keith, Rach guesses. Oh yeah, Rach's mom once told Rach that she thought Keith was short enough to be a third grader. Rach cracked up at that.

Rach is happy that her posts are finally getting longer. :) Unlike Van, Rach's posts are long when she is finished all her homework. Rach does not like to procrastinate despite doing it for 98% of her assignments. The other 2% is a rare occurence. But it happens. Rach is proud. :D

Oh yeah, Van wants to jack Rach's journal, right? Van can jack Rach's journal now. Rach is finished with her journal. Her parents claim that the font is too small. It's in size 10 Calibri or something or other. Rach forgots the font name.

Rach just realized that she wrote "forgots" instead of "forgot". Rach's grammar and spelling can be quite sad sometimes.

... Shut up Angie. I KNOW you're getting the damn Lit award. Don't rub it in my face.

Ah, Rach is getting spazzy again. ._. Rach should learn to avoid the subject of the Lit award from now until grad. Or any award at all. (But Rach should not avoid the subject of grad. That would be a bit depressing.)

Nalini died at lunch monitoring today. She ate pizza in class for her lunch. Rach doesn't know either. :/

Apparently, that Janice person got sent to the office today for making a Facebook group that was considered as cyberbullying. Then Mr. Principal-Dude-Whose-Name-Rach-Unfortunately-Cannot-Disclose went to lecture Janice's class on cyberbullying. Eulaine was in that class. Eulaine complained about it on the bus. Rach went meh. :/

... War is still bad.

...

...

Rach is bored. Should Rach go and play Sims 2 now? :/

... No. Rach doesn't feel like it.

Btw Angieness, feelings are not moot points. But that's just my opinion. And you'll probably say that opinions are moot points too. Whatever. Rach promised not to be spazzy anymore, so Rach will not press further on that subject, because it's getting Rach's inner spazziness worked up, and before long, Rach will be typing in all capitals and dropping the F-bomb everywhere like she did with the last post. And in her last letter to Lynette. Rach is a bad person for dropping the F-bomb a lot when she's pissed. Then again, that is Rach being pissed. And no, Rach doesn't know either. Like usual. :/

The strikethrough tag is fun. :) Strikethrough, strikethrough, strikethroughhhhh.

Lalalalalaaaalalalaaa.

Rach and Meech and Shandy and Van (and Angieness? Rach forgots) got rejected by Mr. Conductor-of-Concert-Band today, because we tried to crash the brass-only rehersal. :P

... Rach wrote "forgots" again. :O Oh well, Rach doesn't care.

Rach's post today is long. Rach is satisfied. :)

Tomorrow is Halloween Dance. Oh, and Rach still owes Van a dollar. Durn. D:

Rach apparently needs to conceal peoples' names now, because Rach might get sued if the Goddess or someone found Rach's blog by accident or something? :/ And Rach agrees with Angieness. Everyone protect your blogs, because if one is found out, we're all found out. :O

Rach's hand hurts from typing for some reason. :/ Rach will stop now then. Rach says bye.

In a depressive mood today.

Fuck. If I don't get an award at all (Honour Roll doesn't count. Screw that.) then my parents will skin me alive. Not to mention that I'll be a failure in life forever.

If Angie's going to take the literacy award, I might go for... Science. Or something. Where there's not a lot of competition. Because I suck like that. And besides, I don't really have a certain strength in a certain area. I'm more of a person who does decently in everything, without any outstanding marks anywhere special. This fails.

Oh, and Angie, rubbing it in my face that "thou art inferior to moi" is not helping either. Just to let you know. So thanks a lot. (And if you're purposely deaf to the sarcasm like Jason, I say fuck you both.)

And Andrea, how many fucking times do I have to tell you not to touch my things without permission??? I know you love chocolate and all, but fucking stealing my chocolate while I'm not looking is going way too far.

Oh yeah. And I failed the French play too. Don't ask. I don't want to explain, because dwelling on it won't help, it'll just put me in a worse mood than I already am. And that's never a good thing. I doubt that you people have seen me in my worst moods, because I always seem happy and sunshiny all the time. I have feelings too, okay? So don't go assuming that just because I seem happy all the time means that I really am.

If you think I'm overreacting, I say fuck off and leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to listen to lectures and pep talks right now.

Today is gonna be a short post.

See Angie's blog for details about Black Creek Pioneer Village trip. :P Since Rach is too lazy to type everything out herself. ._.

Rach is finished (sort of) studying for history. Nevertheless, Rach is kind of screwed, and scared that her brain will blank out during the test exam and she will get a bad mark. Rach will screw herself if she makes a careless mistake. Because Rach is still a perfectionist deep down inside. Even though Rach got 53% on the REAL perfectionist quiz. (The one that said that Rach was seventy-something percent perfectionist wasn't the right one. :P Rach's perfectionist tendencies really come out when Rach is stressed. :/ And no, Rach doesn't know what she's talking about either.)

Eloquent?? Rach begs to differ. :/

Rach seems less scatterbrained and retarded on her blog?? Rach is not sure if she should take offense to that. :/ Rach doesn't know a lot of things.

Rach did not have a work-free Sunday, but...

RACH IS DONE EVERYTHING! :DDD

... Except reading responses. Screw them. >:(

And Rach is pretty screwed for history, Rach thinks. But Rach knows SOME things about Confederation, so that counts for something. :O

Rach is now addicted to chocolate. Therefore Rach is very caffeinated right now. :O BUT CHOCOLATE IS GOOD. EVEN THOUGH IT IS FATTENING. SHUT UP. RACH IS NOT FAT. RACH SIMPLY WEIGHS A LOT BECAUSE SHE IS TALL. >:(

ALDJFLADSKJFLKAERJC4IOEWJCOKERFJOER.

RACH IS HYPER. RACH IS ALSO ADDICTED TO CAPS. =D AND BTW, RACH IS SMART AND PUTS ON CAPSLOCK WHEN TYPING THIS. BUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA -shot-

Ooh, that Antoine-Aime Dorion dude is the leader of the... Parti Rouge, Rach thinks, and is that dude who no one cares about. :D

RACH IS STILL HYPERRRRRR ADFLKJERLWFJIEWOJFDLSEKJFLAEJFLWEAJFLKWEJFLWERJFLIAWERJFIWELJFLIAEWJFOIWEAJFOIEWRJ.

UWAHHH, RACH MADE A SIDESCROLLBAR BY TYPING ALL THAT. :O RACH DOES NOT LIKE SIDESCROLLBARS. THEY MAKE THE BOX LOOK UGLY. :/ AND NO, RACH DOESN'T KNOW EITHER. RACH IS TYPING GIBBERISH RIGHT NOW CUZ SHE IS HIGH ON CAFFEINE. YAAAAAY CAFFEINE??? :DDDDD

ALSDFJALSKJFLKSEAJFLKSJ CAPPPSSSS :DDDDD RACH NORMALLY DETESTS CAPS, BUT WHEN SHE'S HYPER SHE TYPES IN ALLLLLLL CAPPPPPSSSSS. RACH THINKS THAT WE'VE ALREADY ESTABLISHED THAT. :O RACH STATES THE OBVIOUS. THAT JUST GOES TO SHOW YOU HOW MUCH RACH'S BRAIN CAPACITY REALLY IS.

UWAHHHHHHHHH.

ASJDFLAJFIEWJFLIEWJFLKJLEJFLKEJFLKESJFLKESJFE.

RACH BETTER NOT MAKE ANOTHER SIDESCROLLBAR WITH THAT AGAIN. >:(

RACHHHH ISSSSS HIGHHHH ONNNN CAAAAFFEINEEEEEEE :DDDDDD

... OR IS THAT A BAD THING. :/ RACH DOESN'T KNOW.

ALDSKJFLKDSJFLESJLEWJFLEWJFLKESJLKDSJLKDSJ.

RACH SHOULD LIKE, STOP NOW. :O CIAOOOOO.

Phail.

Rach is not going to have a work-free Sunday. Because even though Rach has the glue, Rach is too tired to stick little pieces of magazines onto a piece of paper with a drawing of what is supposed to be Rach on it tonight. Rach will focus on finishing math today, and then sleep. Or stuff herself with chocolate that she bought at Wal-Mart.

(Rach swears she's going to finish all her chocolate before Tuesday. x__X Then Rach would have to go buy more for the history test exam on Tuesday. Or the fruity kind of gum. But Rach prefers chocolate. Even though it's unhealthily addicting and high in saturated fat. Uwahh, Rach is going to be an unhealthy chocoholic. D: But not as much as Andrea. Andrea is even more of a chocolate lover than Rach.)

Monday is Black Creek trip. Rach is looking forward to taking stalker pictures with her camera. :D

... Rach wants more chocolate. NAO. :/

... Rach should get working on her math. Rach wants the literacy award. Rach is probably not going to make it. x__X

This is why Rach phails of epic proportions.

P.S. Rach realized that her entries are getting progressively shorter. Is this supposed to be a good thing? :/

Rach needs to make this post quick.

Because her dad wants her to get off the computer. D: Also because Rach is tired. Rach has bags under her eyes. x__X

Rach is not that screwed for math, because she likes her choices of pictures. They are easy to write long-ish reports on. :) Rach is more screwed for art, mostly because Rach needs to go buy the appropriate type of glue. All the glue Rach has at home are crappy gluesticks that haven't been used in years. :/ Rach has her magazine pages ready for cutting into small squares though. :] (Rach swears she's going to lose brain cells from sticking little squares onto a piece of paper for hours. ._. Rach predicts that it's not going to be fun.) Rach wants to finish all her work (except for reading responses- that can wait) by tomorrow. Rach is crossing her fingers and praying with her four-leaf clovers that she can have a nearly-work-free Sunday. (Dad is probably going to make Rach study math/history, or make Rach do stupid worksheets. >:P)

Rach nearly missed posting today. Rach is a bad kid. :O

Rach hates reading responses. >:(

Rach should end this post nao. Ciao.

Hai peoples! :D

So. Rach brought her camera to school today and took a bunch of paparazzi pictures. Rach discovered that paparazzi is fun. :D

... But Rach is still kind of pissed off at the paparazzis at Ottawa. >:(

Rach is screwed for a lot of things. See Van's post for more details.

To Angieness: Rach agreed to go to the dance only cuz Rach feels like it. And because Rach is bored. And because Rach wants to go to a place where she can go crazy and slow dance with a bunch of involuntary girls people without other people staring at her and thinking she's some kind of mentally retarded freak. :D

... At least, Rach hopes. o.o

Oh, and yes, Rach omitted the hyphen in Angieness's nickname. :D Because Angie-ness is too troublesome to type and looks really awkward. :P

Tomorrow is a P.A. Day. That means Rach can sleep in tomorrow. Rach is satisfied. :)

Edit: Oh, by the way, Rach is going to be screwing around with the layout. Just to let you know. :P

Ehe. xP

It's funny, every time I think I'm going to die from homework/project/something or other, I end up finishing it in a relatively short amount of time. And then I stop spazzing. :P

Still screwed for reading responses though. And Art. And tests. And the weird math assignment thing. D:

Rach needs some random generic reading goal to write about for her reading binder thingy. ._. Also, she needs to type up 7 half-pages of reading responses on random Wikipedia articles and books that she read 23432043029893 times before already.

Our band sucks this yearrrr. D: Canon of Peace turned into "Canon of Loudness" or "Canon of War" and Amazing Grace is now officially dubbed "Amazing War." (Haha, Jason, you created a new band slang! :D Kind of like Carrots of the Pirabbean.) If it weren't for last year, we WOULD NOT have a CHANCE to get into MusicFest AT ALL. T.T I just hope we don't totally flop at MusicAlive. That would be embarrassing.

I cannot even imagine what grad band is going to sound like. Especially with only that Desiree person on percussion. O.O I swear everyone is going to go deaf at our grad. Which is really kind of SAD.

Uwahh, Angie makes me feel sorry for the Sutherlandians if she's going to describe Sutherlandia like that. D: HAVE FUN STRESSING YOUR BUTTS OFF FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR, GUYS. ._.

Oh, and I just realized: Angie rants about a lot of relevant stuff in her blog (like politics and our economy and all that) while I just write random crap. Rach applauds Angie-ness for that. :D

... Rach is wondering if she should omit the hyphen in Angie-ness's nickname. :/ Oh well. Whatever.

Rach is currently eating oranges. Oranges are kind of too tangy for Rach. Rach does not like oranges very much. ._. Besides, spitting out the seeds is troublesome.

Rach partnered up with Nalini for the science game project thingamabobber. :O Rach is still waiting for Nalini to add her on MSN. xP

... Rach doesn't want to write something generic about a generic reading goal. ._. Rach lacks reading goals. But Rach is not allowed to put "I lack reading goals" on her sheet, or she will get docked marks. Screw you too, reading goals. D8<<

... See? Rach just writes random crap in her blog. Rach is hopelessly unproductive. ._.

Uwahh, Rach hopes Angie-ness isn't feeling too weird about barfing in the middle of school and triggering a Code Green. ._.

... Rach should start writing about her generic reading goals now. Rach will now end this post, which happens to be post number 52. Rach is proud. :D

DAMN IT.

I AM SCREWED FOR BASICALLY EVERYTHING.

I NEED TO CALM DOWN.

AND STOP BLOGGING. AND ACTUALLY DO MY WORK.

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.

Journal + history + math + art + 2 tests next week = DEADDDDD. T.T

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.

Haha, shrimp.

Something interesting happened at lunch monitoring today. So, I had leftovers for lunch, including beef, scrambled eggs, and 2-day-old shrimp mixed with rice. And then this girl, Chanese or however you spell her name, came up to me and started staring at my lunch. o.o And then she started begging me for my shrimp, but I refused, cuz I technically wasn't allowed to share my food (and besides, i wanted my shrimp. ._.) And then she spazzed and tried to grab it from my container thingy so I had to shove the two shrimp I had left into my mouth. xP

WILL YOU BE MY HUSBAND. :D jks jks.

Andrea: STOP RAPING ME. ARE YOU DOING THIS ONLY CUZ RICHARD'S NOT HERE? T.T
Me: Mmm, I guess. :P I mean, if he was here, I'd be hugging him instead.
Andrea: ... RICHARD, COME BACKKKK. Dx

Mr. Lew gelled his hair again today. xD

Hmm, what else. Oh, I was browsing the entries of another one of my old blogs, and it was quite... interesting, for lack of a better word. xD

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Backyard Broadway was PRO~~

Yes it was. 8DD

Okay, so basically, Silken came up with this idea of having a concert to get donations for the poor people in Sichuan, who've recently experienced an earthquake. And there were a bunch of grade 8's performing (and one grade 7, but she wasn't originally planning to go upstage in the first place, she sort of got... invited at the spur of the moment. But I digress) and they were all PRO. Let's see... Silken, Lily, Sienna, Sophie (or however you spell her name... I don't know her), Richard, Justin, Peter, Guanzhou, and the rest of them either I'm too lazy to list, or I forgot. Oh, and me. But I'm highly irrelevant, despite the fact that Richard and I were supposedly great. Well, more specifically, Richard was being pro at piano as usual, but me... faaaaaiiiil. Even though Lily and Silken and some other people were shaking me and telling me I was awesome, and posing threats of violence if I contradicted them. -coughsiennacough-

So yeah. I'm done. But I'm still in a state of denial over whether I was pro or not.

---

Arcy says...

"YOU ARE OUR SCHOOL'S HOTTEST COUPLE."
-Alyssa

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Thursday June 12, 2008 (at lunch time...)

“I don’t have muscles,” Vanessa said, raising her own arm and poking it.

“No, you’re not very strong,” Fandi commented. “Rach is though.”

“I am?”

“Yes you are,” Fandi reassured me. “And so is Mich.” With that, she started punching Michelle’s arm, as if to prove to everyone that Mich had muscles.

“Yeah, Mich is really strong,” Vanessa agreed, punching Michelle’s other arm.

Michelle just sat there eating her lunch, and didn’t seem to notice the two people on either side of her hitting her.

Fandi grinned at her lack of reaction, and began punching harder. “Doesn’t this hurt?” she finally asked Michelle incredulously.

“No.” When Fandi gave her a surprised face, she added, “My brother punches me all the time. That’s how I get muscles, as you would say.”

“Getting punched does not give you muscles!” Fandi said loudly, laughing. Vanessa and I were laughing as well.

“Yes it does,” Michelle said stubbornly, getting up to pack her thermos away.

“No it doesn’t!” Fandi said back. “Mich, you have special logic.”

“Yes I do,” Michelle agreed.

When the laughter finally subsided, Michelle sat in her chair again and faced Fandi. “Do you want to get muscles then?” she asked.

“No thanks,” Fandi said with a grin on her face, but Michelle had already started punching her shoulder. I was doubling over with laughter.

This carried on for a few minutes before Fandi yelled out, “Ow! That hurts!”

“I’m giving you muscles!” Michelle said indignantly.

“For the last time,” Fandi said, laughing herself, “punching someone does not give them muscles! Ow... you gave me a bruise!” she added accusingly.

“Well, it was for your own good!” Michelle shot back.

“You gave me a bruise though!” Fandi repeated.

“But bruises are cool!” Vanessa piped up, making everyone laugh again.

[ ps. i know its not exactly what we said that particular lunch, but you get the basic idea, right? ]

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I should be doing my math homework. x__X

OH, and P.S., Angie still seems to worship my blogging. xD TEH ANGIE'S BLOG IS PRO TOO. DON'T DENY IT. x3

In which Rach browses entries from her old blog.

You find interesting things when you read over the stuff you wrote over 3 months ago and forgot about. :P

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There's this random marker person at my Kumon who has problems. So, I don't get a question, and I ask for help. She reads me the answer so freaking fast that I couldn't hear anything clearly. I asked her to repeat what she said, and she's like, "JUST READ IT OVER AGAIN" and I'm like, "WTF, I READ IT OVER LIKE 5 EFFING TIMES AND I STILL DON'T GET IT, THATS SORT OF WHY IM ASKING YOU FOR HELP" but she went off to help this other person, so I think she missed my pissed-off glare.

So, I read the text again... and again... and then she's like, "STOP STARING AT IT, STARING AT IT WON'T HELP" and I felt like slapping her. And then she took it and looked at the answer book and was like, "COME ON, THIS STUFF IS EASY" and I was like, "I'M IN GRADE EFFING SEVEN AND THIS IS LIKE GRADE EFFING ELEVEN WORK, AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FIND IT EASY??? YOU HAVE SERIOUS ISSUES, LADY." Then she gave this explanation thing that made no sense. Something like "The lament part refers to him weeping and moaning next to the riverbank" and then something about waiting for him to finish speaking cuz the dude wasn't going to speak for long. I had no idea how those two ideas were connected, so I asked her why they gave that answer, and she's like, "Cuz thats what it says in the answer book." And I muttered under my breath, "That's helpful," and she said, "What?" and I repeated myself, and then she's like "WHAT???" and I'm like, "FORGET IT." And she's like, "WHAAATTT?????" and I felt like kicking her. Which probably would have been easy cuz her legs were invading my space, and they kept bumping against my legs.

...And I forgot what I was going to complain about next, so whatever.

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Uwahh, Rach had a bad day that day. D: Rach still remembers that person. Rach is still kind of pissed off at her. (And yes, Rach does sometimes hold really long grudges.)

Oh, that reminds Rach. Apparently Lileth works at Kumon now. :O Rach wishes her good luck with that. ._.

And now the rant that is more likely to interest people...

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What. The. Hell. Just stop it. I'm getting so sick of it.

What am I talking about? The fact that most people seem to care about our relationship status than much else. Actually, "care" isn't the right word. I can't find a word for "abuses our status to make both stupid and hurtful comments at both Richard and I."

I think some people in grad band heard Kevin (who goes on my bus) ask me- in front of everyone in grad band (but not everyone was listening, thank god): "Rachel, do you like Richard?" He'd been doing that for the past week or three, just to irritate me. And he knows I get irritated. So ignore him, some would say. Here's the problem: I ignore it, he, and most other people, continue. I don't ignore it, they still continue. Do I have a choice much? T.T

Most of the people who tease me know that I hate it (and I guess that's the precise reason they tease me in the first place) but when I tell them to stop, they still do it. Then I tell them that I'm serious and they should stop, and they stop- for the time being. A day or two later, it starts up again. When I say you should stop, that does not mean stop for just a minute or two. It means stop, REALLY stop.

I know that most people don't really mean to make me depressed-like and stuff, but there is a difference between playful teasing, and killing my self-esteem for four months with no end in sight. How does it kill my self-esteem, you ask? Well, it's less to do with the teasing and more to do with the fact that I feel disrespected, and my wished unheard. Like my opinions and feelings don't matter to anyone. And people don't like to be ignored; it usually causes them to withdraw from friends and family and socialize less. Which can likely lead to depression. Some people might think that I'm one of the least likely people to get depressed, but I've been in bad moods before. Really bad moods.

To those of you who are the teasers- you know who you are- before you tease me again, at least try to think about what I have to go through every time you do it. I've been putting up with this shit for a long time. I've told people to stop, but THEY DON'T STOP. Again, when I say stop, I REALLY. MEAN. STOP.

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That's the one thing I'm actually happy about. When Richard's not at Crosby, that kind of stuff stops, thank god. (But I still miss him like hell. T.T)

Oh yeah, and this is what Jason commented on one of my posts:

Arclithe said...
Oh no Rachel.
Next year if we do the yearbook, I think we should make like a little box for people to write whatever they want to write in it :D
... well, plus that i guess.
it should be cool!
and we HAVE to make it better than this year's.

BUAHAHA, indeed. >:)

Uwahhh, Rach guesses that almost 90% of this post is copied and pasted from her old blog. That just goes to show how bad Rach is at estimating. xP

Rach is bored.

Uwahh, Rach has not been bored in such a long time. But now Rach has nothing better to do than to rant in her blog about how bored she is. And about writer's block.

Third-person is fun. TRUFAX. :O

Hmm, Rach should stop pulling a Van. Now.

...Whatever.

Rach wants to write something. But Rach doesn't know. ._. SOMEONE GIVE RACH IDEAS ON WHAT TO WRITE ABOUT. ._.

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ASDFJASDFJLJFOIEWJLKSDMOIOIFJWELJCLKFIWEJFILEWJLKEWJFLKEWJFLKEWC.

ALWKERJOIEWJLKEWRFLIERJLIREJCLKERJILJRELIFJEWRLKJFOREMFOIJREIOJAOICNFOKREJGFOIJEWRFLKAJFOIEAR.

Rach should stop doing that now.

...Rach is still bored. Oh, Rach hears that song from Mamma Mia downstairs. O.O Uwahh, it's getting on Rach's nerves now. STOP IT. SHUT UP, SONG. SHUUUUUTTT UPPPP.

Haha, the thing shut up. >:D

...Rach is still bored. Rach really sounds like Van right now. o.o Rach is be plagiarizing Van? Uwahhh, Rach is a bad kid.

...BORED. T.T

In which Rach posts conversations from lifesaving.

The FOREHEAD convo
Eddie: Sandra, you still need to give me your Bronze Med verification.
Sandra: Oh yeah, I keep forgetting. xP
Eddie: Then write it in your agenda.
Sandra: ...But I don't HAVE an agenda :(
Eddie: Then write it on your forehead.
Sandra: ...But I don't HAVE a forehead :P
Eddie: What do you mean you don't have a forehead?? o.O
Everyone: LMAO xD

The CROTCH convo
Eddie: Kyle, why does it say Karosh here?
Kyle: Oh, that's my real name, but my dad signed me up as Kyle. :P
Some random dude: Wait... your name is Crotch? o.o
Everyone: LOL xD

The BABY ACTAR convo
Sandra: Why's the baby so small? o.o
Eddie: Because it's a baby. (No duh.)

The BABY ACTAR convo #2
Random dude: -bangs actar on chair-
Eddie: DON'T BREAK MY BABY. YOU BREAK MY BABY, I BREAK YOU. >:(

The NIPPLE convo
Eddie: Here's how you landmark for compressions. See these two holes? These are nipples.
Everyone: ...xD
Eddie: ........ T.T Anyway, so you put these two fingers on the nipples-
Everyone: xDD
Eddie: ............. ANYWAY... they're parallel, so you bring your fingers across and push.
Random dude: B-b-but... what if they're NOT parallel? D:
Eddie: -facepalm- Are your nipples not parallel?? T__T

The MAJOR INJURY convo
Eddie: The important thing is to treat your minor victim, or else they'll become a major victim. How are going to treat two major victims? You can't.
Kyle: So, if you have two major victims, you just have to let one die?
Eddie: No. If you have two major victims, then you're screwed. Majorly.

Uwahh.

This is as close to an all-nighter as Rach can get before her parents demand that she goes to sleep. x__X

At chinese school today...

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Jason Q: Hey Ms. Wong- I mean, lao shi!
Me & Shandy: LMAO xD

Terry: (randomly) STOP TOUCHING ME.

HAI GUYZ! (Nearly wrote "HAI GAYS" there o.o) Je is at chinese school. Er... wo zai zhong wen xue xiao. Yeah. I'm bored. Shandy's watching me. :P

My handwriting is so fugly. T.T
Waii! No!
(That was Shandy.)

I'm bored. We're supposed to be doing this thingy in the exercise book that neither of

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That's where I stopped. Never got to finish that sentence. :P

ADLKFJDLFJSADLJFSD.

Goodbye.

Jason, get well soon. D:

No, srsly. You sound really sick and frustrated and... stuff. o.o Tis not good. Sleep and feel better, kay? Straining yourself isn't gonna do you any favours. Dx

And indeed, the viruses attach themselves to cells, magically make new baby viruses, and blow the cells up. :P Tis how it works.

We had a class debate in math today. :O Okay, so we were taking up this random math sheet, and we were talking about how to figure out the sum of interior angles for regular polygons. Then I heard Andrew arguing with Dana and Mich P about how, even if the sides are all the same length, the angles aren't necessarily the same. So Andrew was trying to prove that point, while Dana was trying to explain why it didn't work, and Mich P making sarcastic comments and basically yelling in Andrew's face that he was wrong, and it didn't work that way, because she said that if all the sides are the same length, the angles HAVE to be the same too.

Ms. Wong for some reason didn't notice (or refused to notice) the argument, until Andrew basically yelled back in Mich P's face that "You're all so dumb! >:O" Then Ms. Wong turned around and said, "Excuse me? Andrew, did I hear you say that someone is dumb?" And then Andrew and Dana and Mich P explained about the argument.

First, Ms. Wong lectured us on how we shouldn't call each other derogatory names like "dumb" because it's not nice and blah blah blah.

Ms. Wong: ...So, no one is dumb in this room-
Marco: I am! :D
Everyone: LOL xD

After that, the class began a heated debate.

Resolved that: Even if all the sides of a regular polygon are the same, the angles don't necessarily have to be the same.

That was Andrew's point, and frankly, the whole class was against him. :P

To try and prove his point, Andrew drew a really screwed up hexagon on the board, one that had 4 obtuse and 2 acute angles, and tried to explain that it was possible, while Mich P and James and Simon and Jake were arguing that the sides weren't the same, because if they were, it wouldn't be possible, and Andrew just replied by saying, "Well, pretend they're the same! >:O" And then they tried to explain to him that just pretending doesn't prove anything, and that if they actually WERE the same, it wouldn't be possible, and so on and so forth.

Suddenly, David N piped up that it was possible, and Andrew was right, because he drew the same hexagon Andrew tried to draw on the board, this time making sure that all the sides are the same length. I immediately rushed over to his desk (which was about a meter away from mine :P) with my ruler and measured the sides of his hexagon to make sure.

David: See, they're all 2 cm. :P
Me: ....-measures really carefully- Sorry, I'm being a perfectionist here. :P
Everyone: ......
Me: AHA! This one's 2.1 cm! >:D
Everyone: LOL xD
James: Burn! xD
David: Fine! I'll fix it! xD

Then it was discovered that Andrew wasn't talking about regular polygons, and everyone else thought he was. In the end, we were both right, because Andrew was right about the angles not necessarily being the same even if the sides were the same length, and Mich P and the rest of us were right about that being impossible with a regular polygon.

Then Andrew started to brag that "everyone's dumb except for me," which really pissed Jake off, so he called Andrew "extremely dumb." Then Ms. Wong lectured us again. :P

Andrew: You are dumb! >:P
Jake: No, you're dumb! >:O
Ms. Wong: ZOMGG, just stop it! D:<<
Me: This is a dumb argument! >.>

So that is the special thing that happened today. :P

JASON, DUN OVEREXTERT YOURSELF. ._. Get better, kayyy?

I IS AT SKOOOLLLLL

HI.

I'M BORED. ANDREA'S GOING ON YOUTUBE. xD

BUAHAHAHAHAHA

>:)

...I'm really bored now. Ciao. :P

Survival of the Fish Hooks.

Andrea: Tu est un... uhh... -flips through French dictionary- wait, wait, wait...
Everyone: Lol xD
Sarah: Are you looking for retard? xD
Andrea: Yeah~
Sarah: I don't think it's in there o.O
Andrea: Well, sex is in there; why not retard?
Sarah: Sex is in every dictionary :P
Andrea: AHA! RETARDÉE! >:D
Everyone: LMAO xD

Screwed for Survival. xP

BUAHAHAHAHA

"...So then, both of the sperm went into the eggs! :D"
"Wouldn't that make twins? o.O"
"Wait... so **** and **** are going to have sperm- er, twins?"
"LOL~"
"I guess...? o.o"
"Oh wait, but how would the sperm get there in the first place??"
"Uhhh... **** had oral with **** and yeah!"
"Haha, but then it would go through your digestive system! xD"
"...Oh! **** got a vagina constructed! Yeah! So now he has a penis AND a vagina! :D"
"O__O;;; LMAO~"
"So then **** did it with **** but then **** interrupted, so they had a three way! And the egg went into the sperm!"
"Excuse me?? O.O xD"
"Yeah! The egg went into the sperm!"
"You mean like... speggs?"
"AHAHA, guys, you know people are staring! xD"
"...Uhh... is this window open?? O__O"
"Wait... isn't that the staff room??"
"Yeah... .__."
"OMG!!"
...
"....YOU DIDN'T HEAR THAT, OKAY? YOU HEARD NOTHING!! OKAY?? :O"
"LMAO, ANDREA!! xD"
"...IT WAS HER FAULT! HER FAULT, I TELL YOU!! >:D"
"Why the hell are you pointing at me?? T__T"
"LOL~"

Try to figure out who said what. xD Oh, btw, names are censored because people are probably going to kill me if they find out who we were talking about. xP And "LOL" or "LMAO" refers to general laughter. :)

Oops.

I nearly forgot to post today. :O

...Not that I have anything to talk about.

...Bye. :P

Happy birthday, blog! :D

-insert random birthday stuff here-

Yeah. Nothing much to update on. But I still wanna keep my goal of posting everyday, so... here I am. :P

HERE I AMMM, ONCE AGAINNNN, I'M TOOOOORN INTO PIECESSSS -shot-

So yeah. I'm bored. ._.

Okay, now I feel like blogging more. :P

Crystal: Eddie! It's all your fault! I think I caught your cold. -__-
Eddie: ...Cold? What cold? o.O
Crystal: Last week! You weren't here cuz you were sick, right...? :O
Eddie: ...No. o.O
Everyone: o___O;;; Then... where were you?
Eddie: I was on a date.
Daphne: You ditched us for a date? That's not nice! >:O
Me: ... (A date?? Wtf?? o__O)

Oh, btw, "everyone" refers to me, Daphne, Crystal, and Jennifer. :D Cici wasn't there; she was late today for some reason. :P -shot for writing about people that Crosbians probably don't know-

But seriously. I'm fitting in more easily than I expected. ;D

I suppose lifesaving IS useful for something; it gives me stuff to blog about~ xD

You know, I'm sort of jealous of Angie. She can write SOOO much in her blog, and here's me with my really short paragraphs that shouldn't even be called paragraphs due to their lack of length. ._. She writes about interesting stuff too. :O

It's past 10pm! (Just felt like pointing that out :P)

According to Rachel standards...

9:00 pm - Not that late
10:00 pm - Getting sleepy...
11:00 pm - Should be in bed by now
12:00 am - Get off the computer. NOW.
1:00 am - Gonna be so cranky tomorrow x__X

Might as well do morning too, eh?

6:00 am - Sleeping. If I'm awake, there'd better be a good reason for it.
7:00 am - Sleeping. Maybe awake if I went to bed super early the night before.
7:20 am - Get up for school. If no school, sleeping.
8:00 am - Awake if I'm lucky.
9:00 am - Usually awake by now.
10:00 am - Probably stayed up really late last night. ._.
11:00 am - Stayed up waaaay too late last night. Dx

There. Now you sort of know how Rach's internal clock works. :D

...I'm bored.

...That's getting SO redundant. ._. Maybe I should find a way to rephrase that. Or not say it at all. xP

...Whatever. I'M BOREEED.

EDIT: It seems that the Blogspot clock is 3 hours slow compared to my computer's clock. o.O

EDIT #2: Fix'd. :D

HAY THAR.

Tomorrow my blog is turning a month old~ :D

Haha, I got unrejected by that Jennifer person who rejected me last lifesaving class~ ;D

Today, Rach found out that her instructor Eddie is very sexist. :P

Eddie: Okay guys, I'm gonna give you a quiz now. Whoever gets a wrong answer has to do 20 push-ups. >:D
Random people: NUU! Push-ups are harddd! D:
Eddie: ...Fine. The boys will have to do 20 push-ups. Girls can chose between push-ups, sit-ups, and jumping jacks. :D
Random guys: D8<<

So yeah. :P

Rach is going to go play Sims 2 now. And don't nag Rach to do her homework; Rach does not want to do work when her shoulders are sore from doing 18 lengths of head-up front crawl. >:O (Rach will hate intervals forever and ever now.)

...Rach should stop pulling a Van and stop talking in the third person.

Meh.

Ms. Wong: Guys, stop talking so I can think! >:O My brain isn't functioning well at 2:15 in the afternoon!
Mich P: Ms. Wong, do you need a hug? :D
Ms. Wong: No thank you, Michelle, I'm okay.

Mich P: Political deadlock is like, when the two parties can't agree on anything. Like, one party wanted to eat pie, and the other didn't. :P
Everyone: lol xD
Ms. Wong: Haha, not a very good example, Michelle xD
Mich: Fine then! >:P One party wanted to look for rocks on the ground, and the other... wanted to look for rocks in the sky! There!
Everyone: LMAO xD

-____-

SERIOUSLY GUYS. STOP CALLING ME A GIANT TODDLER. YOU MAY THINK IT'S FUNNY, BUT I REALLY DON'T. I DO NOT WANT TO TAKE ANY MORE OF THAT SHIT FROM YOU PEOPLE, OKAY?

...

On the bright side, I got unrejected. :D -shot-

So dead for journal... and french test tomorrow... stupid Ms. K, how the hell are we going to memorize the meanings and conjugations for 45 different verbs? D:< (Well, granted, most of them follow the standard ER, IR, or RE conjugations... BUT IRREGULAR VERBS ARE DEATH. D8<<)

I should stop blogging and finish that damn Journal. And then study for French. Dx

Blogging at school

This is what I wrote in my Journal document at school today :D

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HAI GUYZ :D I’m at school right now, cuz it’s our computer period, and I dun wanna risk getting caught going onto my blog (cuz if you get on the Force’s bad side, she’ll “accidentally” give you worse perils xD) so yeah. I’m supposed to be doing my journal thingy right now, but... I dun wanna. D:

Haha, the history sheet spelled “Confederation” wrong. Twice. xD

Hmm, I’m bored now. :P

Beside me, Van is also writing her blog entry xD BLOGGING IS ADDICTING. (But Rach is a bad kid, because she does it in class ._.)

Btw, this is on my Journal document right now, and I’ll just put it on my USB and post it on my actual blog at home x3

Rach doesn’t wanna do her Journal. What is Rach supposed to say about plagiarism? D:

Wow, Van typed a lot. o.o Stupid Van, always finding some random crap to type up and make her stuff seem longer xP

I’m disguising this entry as my Journal, so I can just pretend to be working on my journal :O (I ish a bad, bad kid.)

LALALALALALA.

I wonder if the Sutherlandians got their perils and bonuses yet. :O If they did, Jason and Fandi are probably freaking out about it right now. :P

I space out my paragraphs a lot. :P Unlike Van, who has this HUGE BLOCK OF TEXT on her document that makes it seem longer and more pro. D: VAN TIS A PRO BLOGGER. As for me, I just write random stuff that randomly pops out of my head. :P

I GOT REJECTED. :O (Must have said that about twenty times already today, more or less. :P)

...I’m supposed to be writing my journal/researching history/survivaling right now, but meh. Typing this up is more fun.

This filled up half a page already in size 8.5 Verdana font. xD

Mich P: (comes into the room with Jesca) Ms. Wong, Jessica has issues. ._.

With every silver lining, there comes a cloud. :P IT’S TRUE.

Right now, it is apparently around 12:10 pm. I wonder what I ordered for Lunch Lady today. :O After lunch, we have literacy (perils and bonusessss ._.) and I.T., which is why I brought my USB.

Van’s talking about the Sims 2 over in her document right now. I’m slightly less addicted to the Sims 2 than before, but still. :O

And on the other side of me, Andrea’s reading an article on Hibari Kyouya. xD Good job, Andrea.

...I think Ms. Wong is having a little “heart-to-heart chat” with Shannon now. o.o

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And yeah. xD

...I should be doing my history D:

Okay, I'm better now :)

Haha, I spazzed so much on that last post :P

You people are free to talk to me again~ xD

UGH. (In which Rach has a bad day and complains about it.)

Haha Angie, I don't read smut fanfictions anymore, fyi xD

Okay, now this post officially turns SERIOUS.

I'm having such a bad day todayyyy. ;O; We got the marks for the Number Sense and Numeration test back, and I got a freaking. Ninety. Percent. T____T And when I show it to my dad, expecting at least SOME kind of encouragement ("Oh, you tried your best, maybe you should blah blah blah next time so you can get even better :D") I get something else entirely. Instead, I get a "WELL MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU SHOULD STUDY HARDER" in my face. =___= Ain't that oh-so helpful?

Then at lunch, me and Van and Nalini had to go lunch monitoring, where this one girl for some reason decided to run around making constipating sounds, spam up the board, and act like she's on drugs. We try to stop her, but noooo, she just flounces away like a little spoiled child who treats everyone like pieces of dirt on her shoe. Yes, it's the same girl who yelled across the room: "I NEED SOMEONE TO BEAT UP!!" She's probably going to end up in jail or something later in her life if she doesn't get therapy soon.

I went to the bathroom in the middle of lunch, and this other girl sees me when I was walking back to the portable, and she tells me (in a tone that grated on my nerves) that I'm supposed to be at their portable. You think I don't know that?? Dude, I'm still human, goddamnit. Why the fucking hell should I wet myself just for sake of "supervising" you people?? >.> (I know I'm overreacting, but I'm in a bad mood right now. -__-)

Oh, and I think I messed up in band today. Stupid Pathfinder's March... -.-

When I got home, I immediately went on the computer for something that could possibly lift my mood. And. It. Fucking. Crashed. Again. My computer is SO PAINFULLY SLOW now; half the time that I'm on the computer, I'm waiting for something to load. This is especially annoying when my mom says "I'll give you [insert number here] more minutes," and I end up not being able to do anything at all, since nothing loads in time and the internet keeps crashing. -__- I want my dad to get me more memory for my computer, but he said something like, "So what if it's slow? You can still do stuff, right?" Newsflash: my patience wears thin. Very, very quickly.

Sigh. End overreaction complaints here.

HPV shots today! :O

But Angie's right. It didn't hurt THAT much... did it? o.O

Anyway, when the lady was just about to poke the needle in my arm, Shannon and Wenche and them just stared at me as if they were waiting for my reaction. o.o;; And I was like, "Uhh, guys...? What are you staring at? o.o" And then I started laughing right after she put on the band-aid. xD

Speaking of which, why do people laugh when they stare at each other in the eye for too long? o.O Is it like, a reflex or something? Cuz I seriously don't find anything that amusing in staring. :P

The ladies didn't ask us if we were pregnant this time. xD They just asked stuff like, "Do you have allergies, did you take a needle in the past month, etc etc..." And, surprisingly enough, when me, Shandy, Mich, and Andrea finished, and we were "recovering," we started talking about... sex. o.O;;; Well, like, age of consent stuff. (DON'T LAUGH. >:O AND JASON, DON'T YOU DARE GO "EWWW" IN MY FACE EITHER.)

Yeah. That's about it for HPV. Oh yeah, me and Andrea and Sarah missed half of French. :D Which means less time with the stupid French teacher. (Geez, why'd she have to make us kill so many trees, goddamnit? D:<)

Oh yeah, if you didn't know already, Jake has a MAJOR grudge against Ms. Kharazmi, or however you spell it. He's always talking back to her. :P

Ms. K: Okay, so these are the conjugations for ____ [I forgot which verb we were doing at that time]
Jake: Yeah, but what does it mean? >.>
Ms. K: What does it mean? Does anyone know what it means?
Jake: Wowww, our own teacher doesn't even know what it means... -__-
Ms. K: Jake, be quiet. If one more word comes out of your mouth, you're going to go outside. >:(
Jake: ....>.>

Yeah. That's what happened in French class today, after we came back from HPV shots. ._.

Andrea taught me a new Karaoke Queen song today. xD

"Do you like waffles?
We all like waffles~
Do you like pancakes?
We all like pancakes~
Do you like french toast?
We all like french toast~
[insert something here]
[something] can't wait to take a mouthful~"

...Or something. :P I can't remember all of it.

Oh yeah, back to the topic of the HPV shot... Richard told me a story in which last year, when the Yeates people were talking about HPV, he didn't know what HPV was. So Silken started lying to him and said it makes your shoulders pointy. o.O I don't know where Silken pulled that from, but...

Sarah: (in response to that story) ...But I want pointy shoulders! D:

Hmm, I really should organize my thoughts more. :P I went from HPV shots to French to the new song and then back to HPV. o.o

Imma lil' teapot, short 'n stout~
Here is mah handle, here is mah spout~

... ._.

I'm bored. D: (I think I say that in at least 70% of my posts. o.O)

No homework today~ x3

...But that doesn't stop my dad from giving me a few pages from a math workbook to do. =.= Screw that.

Ms. Wong has bad compasses. They keep moving around when I try to draw a circle with them. D: (But they're really pointy... which is good, I guess... :P)

Hmm, I'm getting bored now. I think this is one of the longest entries yet. :O

にほんご? えと...

みっなげんき~ :)

わたしのにほんご very bad ですね?

エイミーちゃん tres charismatic です。 xD

くろたん, うるさい。 >.<

わたしかんじはかりません。 わたしひらがなはかりました。 :P ごめんね, エイミーちゃん。

じゃ, しつれいします。 バイニ~ x3 (あきらちゃんのさよなら。 はい, ラキスタのあきらちゃんです。 :O エイミーちゃん, うるさい。 :P)

Ahaha, I love doing that. Even though I probably got 90% of it wrong. xD

Bored on a Sunday while trying to do Castaway.

So Shandy and I are talking. :P

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Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (12:00 PM):
wow, i just realized two things

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:00 PM):
?

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (12:00 PM):
first, you talk a lot more today :0

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (12:00 PM):
but that's a good thing ;3

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:00 PM):
....

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:00 PM):
I'm BORED

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:00 PM):
and my eyesight is screwing iwht meh.

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:01 PM):
*with

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (12:00 PM):
and second,

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:01 PM):
?

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (12:01 PM):
i just realized that it's noon. o.O

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:01 PM):
...

Shandai - Writer's Block ~When you think you've lost everyone, you don't want to need anyone.~ says (12:01 PM):
that was utterly random

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (12:01 PM):
xD

I didn't die at lifesaving :D

Cuz there was a supply instructor today. Eddie was apparently "not feeling well." And the supply kept saying there wasn't enough time to do stuff, so he let us go home five minutes early. :D

Me: Hi! :D -waves-
Jennifer: o.O;;; Don't touch me.
Me: Are you scared of me or something? ._.
Jennifer: Yes. o.O
Me: I feel rejected. D:
Jennifer: You should. :O

Btw, it's another Jennifer, not Jenn Chang or anyone. :P

Oh yeah, and the whatsitcalled room at Baview Hill Pool reminds me of Backyard Broadway. <3 Ah, good times. (And apparently we have to make an EVEN BETTER BB-like thing this year. o.O You people can do that, Jason and Fandi.)

Candy Pop is addicting. <3

So screwed for Castaway. >.< Oh yeah, and there's history too. Damn. Dx

Uhm, what else. We had crab for dinner tonight. :O

Lmao, Angie got high on blogging and sleep. And crack. xD

Yeah. I should do my Castaway now. D:

Conversation with Richard x3

This time we're talking about... food. o.o xD

~~~~~

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:42 PM):
haha

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:42 PM):
i'm eating some fruit snacks, and i decided to randomly search up "fruit snacks"

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:42 PM):
o.o

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:43 PM):
which led to me to fruit juices, which led me to cranberry juice, which led me to cranberry sauce, which led me to cinnamon (cuz something's flaoured with cinnamon... i dunno) which reminded me of the cinnamon donuts at tim hortons, which led me to donuts, which led me to tim hortons, which led me to timbits. xD

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:44 PM):
O.O

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:44 PM):
xDDD

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:45 PM):
holy

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:45 PM):
?

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:45 PM):
mars bars can be deep-fried o.o

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:45 PM):
wonder how that tastes.

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:45 PM):
O.O

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:45 PM):
lets NOT try that

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:45 PM):
xDD

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:48 PM):
Fried grasshoppers are popular in Africa, and chocolate dipped ants in Japan.
Fried caterpillars and silkworms are crunchy and ethereal in texture. Both are available in North American gourmet shops. In Asia and Africa, locusts are said to taste like shrimps and traditionally eaten with "wild" honey.

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:48 PM):
mmm

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:48 PM):
yummy x3

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:48 PM):
XDDD

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:48 PM):
i really wanna try those though :0

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:49 PM):
._.

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:49 PM):
they say that insects usually contain more protein than beef

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:49 PM):
and they apparently taste really good

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:49 PM):
try eating silk first

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:49 PM):
lol

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:49 PM):
how does that compare to professionally cooked bugs? xD

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:49 PM):
....

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:49 PM):
x.x

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:50 PM):
omg

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:50 PM):
some people love the taste of steer testicles O.O

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:50 PM):
thats great

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:50 PM):
do you?

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:50 PM):
xD

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:50 PM):
never tried it, so i can't say

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:55 PM):
u wud like to?

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:56 PM):
how about i buy some for u in the cafe?

(R) the inconspicuous, deprived child says (11:56 PM):
XDD

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:56 PM):
haha

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (11:56 PM):
no thanks xD

Angie got a blog! :3

And it's mine and Jason's fault. :P

http://xxmemorialaddressxx.blogspot.com/

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- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:26 PM):
It's all b/c of your awesome blog

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (5:26 PM):
=P

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:26 PM):
PUBLISH IT

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (5:27 PM):
xDD

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
nooo

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
wait

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
reeead mine first

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (5:27 PM):
i did

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
oh, OK

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
see

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
I mentioned you

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
like, 3 timess111

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (5:27 PM):
xD

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
omg

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
I think I'm getting high off blogging

- {[ *//a n g i e//* ]} says (5:27 PM):
itssss your fault

Rαcн [ i'm so screwed. ] says (5:27 PM):
xDDDDDD

I am SO screwed.

In more ways than one. :P

Informal lab, the Castaway thingies for Survival, Chinese school, LIFESAVING (ugh >.<)... yeah. I am so dead. ._.

In class today...

Sam: Ms. Wong, your pencil's bad. It keeps breaking when I try to sharpen it. :(
Ms. Wong: It's not the pencil that's bad, it's the sharpener. :P
Sam: Ms. Wong, why'd you give me a bad pencil? :O
Ms. Wong: I didn't give you that, you took it. T__T
(5 minutes later)
Sam: Ms. Wong, your pencil really is bad. I tried it with 3 different sharpeners and it keeps breaking. Dx
Ms. Wong: Can you stop complaining about the pencil and sit down?? >:(

Later...

Shannon and Adam and Sam: Ms. Wong, can we do our detentions at recess?
Ms. Wong: No. All of my detentions are after school, you know that.
(A few minutes later)
Ms. Wong: Simon, are you still searching for your sheet? Sigh. You're so disorganized. You know what- you stay in at lunch recess with me. Oh, wait, I have a meeting... Fine, you have until tomorrow to get organized. You're lucky I'm busy today. xP
Sam: No fair Ms. Wong! How come he gets to do detentions at recess? D:<
Ms. Wong: It's not a detention, it's because he's a Simon. We need to un-Simon him. u__u
Everyone: xD

It's October...

Yay. :P

Anyway, today we went to the Science Centre (Canadian, eh?) like we do practically every year at Crosby. It wasn't really that exciting, I guess. I forgot everything already. ._.

Jason: (8 months ago) Wow, Rachel... you forget everything. -__-

xPP

I'm boreeeeeed. ;-; I think I finished my part for Survival, 'cept Van and I didn't really divide the thing into parts, so I'm not sure. :P

I'm cold. ._.

Field trip today.

My brain is dead right now from Survival. -__-;;;;

Angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst angst.

...Well at least I get the pleasure of hitting the V key over and over again. .__.