Oh yeah.

Clothing for RHHS

(First and foremost of all, nobody really gives a damn about this stuff. I would have said a more vulgar word, but that would not be appropriate. Either way, this is soooo BS.) THESIS STATEMENT GOES HERE.

ENVIRONMENT:
This is pretty straightforward. If it’s hot, wear short sleeves, straps, or shorter pants/shorts. If it’s cold, wear longer stuff. YAY DONE BAM.
Also maybe stuff like what’s popular or whatever (LOL FUGGS). Peer pressure contributes to environment WHY DO I EVEN CARE ABOUT THIS
Yeah. That’s about it, I think.

DRESS CODE:
What is this. Only thing I can say is... don’t break the dress code? At least I’m practicing my typing skills while doing this BS. I think a better use of my time would be to type up my French... I’m pretty screwed this weekend because I have to do French and a Chinese exam... ew. And according to Microsoft Word, “ew” is not a word. And I’m getting waaaay off topic here, and I don’t even care about spelling anymore SHUT UP SPELL CHECK YOU SUCK SO MUCH
Yeah. Hi.
Back to the dress code... since I don’t have my agenda here, I’m gonna have to list them off the top of my head. Okay, um... don’t wear strapless stuff? I have no clue why that’s a rule though... not like anyone’s gonna flash anybody else with that stuff (unless you’re Yuedi, but I digress). What else... No gang stuff or discriminatory stuff on your clothing? Because that’s OFFENSIVE TO PEOPLES’ SENSITIVE LITTLE EGOS or whatever the hell. People talking about food behind me is making me hungry.
I think the library people think I’m working. Maybe I should make the font tinier so it’s harder to tell that I’m NOT working but actually typing up random BS like I’m possessed (according to Dave, who is sitting beside me right now).
Soooo... what’s up world? I’m pretty sure this entire “report” (putting that really loosely) is going on my blog as evidence of the BS that we always do in Family Studies while we’re in the library... well, all the time, actually. And again, I am complaining about the uselessness of Family Studies while I’m supposed to be doing work and I’m really paranoid that someone authoritative is reading this behind my shoulder.
Back to the dress code, again. Now, the shorts can’t be too short and the straps have to be THREE FINGERS WIDE. And people are talking about doing drugs next to me. This is... kind of disturbing. And... basically you’re not allowed to have anything offensive or even mildly suggestive of “bad behaviour” on your clothes.
Let’s just start on Part Two.

PART TWO: DESIGNING AN OUTFIT
This feels like something you would do in fashion design... is this course basically prepping us for a bunch of other different courses, which is why I can’t exactly explain what this course is actually about?
... My fingers hurt from typing. I don’t know why.
I ran out of BS to type now. This is rare. Family Studies wiped out my creativity... insert big no here. D:
I want to see how much I can type without looking at the screen... or with my eyes closed, for that matter. Good excersi... I forgot how to spelle excercise. WHT IS THIS. Whoops. I just looked back at the screen and realized that I forgot an “A” in that “what”. This is a bad thing. I’m losing my touch at... touch typing. NO PUN INTENDED. Oh, I just looked back again and realized I misspelled “spell”. I find that oddly hilarious.
In all honesty, I’m so bored right now that my brain even feels numb. This has got to be a bad thing...
Okay, I just shrunk the font size again to size 7 Verdana to prevent any suspicion about my productivity... since all you see is BIG WALL OF TEXT OF DOOM and lots of capsraping and red lines and that can’t possibly be a good thing for people who are pretending to take this seriously. But then again, Nat and Michael Chen (???) and some of their friends are over there giggling and looking at some random site which is definitely not relevant to this work whatsoever.
I want to talk to somebody. I’m so lonely and bored in here. Save meeeee. D:
Bored lonely bored lonely bored lonely bored lonely whyyy can’t I have been in Russell’s class with Daryna at least that class is INTERESTING what what what why is repeating a word such a bad thing, spell check? Eurgh... normally, talking to inanimate objects and programs and what the shit is perfectly normal for me, but now I feel a sense of insanity... WHICH I’M PRETTY SURE IS HAPPENING TO ME RIGHT NOW ARGHHHHH
In any case, this is definitely not working. I’ve heard of people being driven insane by lack of human contact and stuff like that, but being a not-very-social creature, I never thought that that would happen to me. Why am I even talking about this. Either way, I’m LONELY and I actually wish I were out there in like 40 degree weather playing baseball with Micherface and Fanderson and Joannerface and whoever else is in that gym class, or better yet, HOME and playing Neopets or doing my French or SOMETHING THAT IS NOT THIS WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF
There are red lines all over the place. And this computer is being watched by LanSchool.
I look at the computer screen next to me and see a picture of a thong. There’s something wrong with this class.

Let’s try that again. Okay, designing an outfit for WINTER... a long sleeve shirt, one of those sweaters that I always wear (later: they’re called hoodies, genius), pants or jeans (either is fine), those indoor kinds of boots (LOL FUGGS -shot-), um... earrings and stuff if I find something pretty? And underwear... normal underwear. As for outer wear... scarf, hat, mittens or gloves (probably mittens, only cuz they’re AWESOMESAUCER), um... maybe outdoor boots to change into? Oh, and a parka/coat/whatever. TIME FOR SOME ONLINE SHOPPING YEAHHH

I gave up working.

We have approximately seven minutes of English class remaining. And I feel somewhat compelled to speak in proper English on my blog, partially because this is ENGLISH CLASS (captain obvious) and also partially because of our debate topic, which is about this rather touchy subject.

I need to do my French homework at lunch. Today, I am not hungry.

And so it begins...

... as May draws to a close.

'Course, the beginning of June isn't really that epic. French project, carnival, Chinese oral exam (D:), high school exams (DDD:), volunteering (Mich, if you're going to email, can you add my name too? :D), partying, end of school year.

How much you wanna bet that by the time exams come, I'll be like, "Geez, June passed so quickly," and after exams, it'll be, "WTF GRADE NINE IS OVER ALREADY WHAT"...?

I'm reeeeally looking forward to doing nothing over the summer vacation.

Just for fun.

You see those eggies on the side of the page?

Yeah, those eggies. Click them.

I want to see if I can hatch one of those click-pet-thingies without spamming F5.

:D

In other news, it is currently 12:28 AM and I need to do English.

Yeah, I have all tomorrow, but still.

Then again, if I actually was serious about finishing my English, I wouldn't be on here right now.

Shuup conscience, go away. Nobody likes you.

D:

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Click the eggies, kudasai. :D

New Discovery of the Day.

My dad (and to an extent, my mom) would mind if I date someone who is not Asian.

Which is quite unfortunate, seeing as approximately 75% of the people I've crushed on are not Asian.

Also, my mom says she will refuse to step inside my house if I have a pet, unless said pet is locked up, not there, or a fish.

... well, whatever. :)

LMAO.

Boromir: My brother... my captain...
Troper's Dad: ...my boyfriend.
Boromir: My king.
Troper's Dad: Oh.

Uhm, what?

I had something interesting I wanted to blog today, but I forgot. D:

So... what's up guys?

FANDI I HELPED WITH THE QUIZ ON THE SCIENCE MOODLE BUT STUPID BRYAN STOLE MOST OF MY THUNDER SO IT'S NOT MY FAULT.

Capsrape.

In other news, Orlando Bloom shot his director.

While the latter was playing a cameo part in the last movie, 'course. (If he actually shot him, that would be pretty scary. o_O)

Baking muffins in Family Studies tomorrow. Whee. :D

My bear is all knitted except for the scarf. Stupid scarf. D:

TUNA SANDWICHES YUM.

I was researching recipes just now for the Fam Studies appliance project thing (sandwich maker) but since my lunch was ridiculously small today, it made me hungry. I wants dinner nao. D:

Heh.

"Oh man, sucks to be you."

"Oh come on, you aren't even trying. I know you can do better than that."

"Hark, thy fate sucketh?"

"That is... much worse."

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"... I don't think we've won a fight yet."

"We talked that annoying wizard guy into getting himself killed. I count that as a win."

"I guess anyone can be a winner if their definition of victory is flexible enough."

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Crowning Moment of Hilarious Part I and Part II.
(Fan comic, of course, courtesy of the awesomeness that is Shamus)

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"Hail to the king, baby! Aragorn, son of Anduril, is back!"

"Anduril is the name of your sword, dumbass."

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"What do you mean 'saddle up'? You don't have any horses."

"What happened to the horses we had earlier?"

"You left them outside of the caves of the dead."

"No I didn't. Did I ever say, 'we leave the horses behind'?"

"No, but you didn't say you brought them with you."

"Look, I didn't say I brought my sword. Are you going to assume I left it behind for no reason? What about my pants? I haven't brought them up in the entire campaign. I must have left them in Riverdale!"

OW. FUCK.

YOU LIKE MY TITLE.

AND I INSIST ON TYPING IN CAPS RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I JUST SMASHED MY FOOT AGAINST THE WALL BY ACCIDENT AND IT FUCKING HURTS.

OW. OW. OW. OW. THE PAIIIIINNNN.

Can't compare with that dude who plays Aragorn in Lord of the Rings though. He broke two or three of his toes kicking a helmet. And he had to act out the rest of the scene too. And he nearly drowned in some river scene before that. Poor guy.

We should totally marathon those three movies sometime. And then watch the Hobbit when it comes out next year-ish. 8D

Stupid English. Gets me fixated on a shounen (RACHEL STOP DOING THAT) "epic high fantasy" thingy series (according to Wikipedia) that I never would have given a shit about otherwise. GOOD JOB ENGLISH CLASS...?

Okay, no going back to capsrape. SO WHATSUP GUYS.

Family Studies. Rachel hates it forevers and evers and evers preciousssss, à la Gollum.

The knitting is fun though. :D

New discovery of the day - Orlando Bloom (aka Legolas Pretty-Boy Ridiculously-Accurate-Archer Elf Dude) looks kinda like Jake from CSI Miami. In some of his pictures. o_O Weird, seeing as I don't find Jake hot at all, but the former, on the other hand...

... I think that last sentence may have carried some rather unfortunate implications there.

WELL I'M SORRY I HAVE ESTROGENS, OKAY D<

Right. Moving on.

The seniors were throwing stuff at each other in the Art Room again today. Thankfully, I did not get hit with any erasers as of late.

Rachel has been trying to sleep early lately. Right now it is nearly 10PM. Rachel reckons (LOL NEW VOCAB WORD LOL LOL LOL) (I'll stop.) that she should stop blogging and get to bed soon. (And wash her hair, it's disgusting. Dx)

PS. By the way, I've noticed that some "Anonymous" person has commented on my blog a few times, and he/she does not really sound like anyone I know. If Mr./Ms./Mrs./Alien Anonymous sees this post, would he/she/it please care to clarify whether or not Rachel knows him/her/it in real life?

... which basically amounts to: "Anonymous", please tell me who the hell you are, 'cause Rachel's getting a little freaked.

Voici le pencil.

"The nine Ring-Wraiths in Lord of the Rings are a Quirky Miniboss Squad. Minus the quirky. Plus Nightmare Fuel."