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

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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. .__.

DEAD FOR SURVIVAAAAAL.

Yeahhh. We really are. T______T;;;;;;

And Castaway is a weird, sometimes really sad, and sometimes really creepy movie. ._. Or maybe I just don't like seeing blood and stuff. -shudder- x__X

...WE'RE STILL DEAD FOR SURVIVAAAAAAAL. -____-;;;;;;;;

Second stress night of the year. Whoopie.

...I'd better get back to writing that stupid essay.