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| Tuesday, April 19th, 2005 | | 10:21 pm |
ballbe babble
I've been feeling introspective lately...and am beginning to realize that I may be overreacting to my cello situation...I worry because I don't practice as much as I feel I should. I usually practice sat-tues, and twice on tues, but i skip three days in a row most of the time! That is bad! But every time I come in and I do not preform miserably as I predict, and when I do my teacher tells me that I'm improving greatly. She isn't dumb, and she has a good idea of how much I practice. This suggests that I am doing well, but am I just riding on my talent? Until recently, I have not been practicing thoroughly-I haven't really worked on the pieces much, just maintained them-because I lack focus (another issue, Greg is constantly complaining about this. Do I still have ADD?) So this would suggest that I am a bad student, because I don't really work. At the same time, all of my self evaluations have a strong bias against me, so I could just be making that up. And today, I come in and play, and in the middle of the lesson my teacher starts talking about a student who she lost because he was refusing to practice. He was a junior, and apparently the stresses of junior year convince many people that cello is not worth it. She asked me what kept me going last year, and my response of course was that I did not take any of the stresses of senior year (SAT, ACT, college stuff, homework) seriously, and that was a relatively creative year for me. This is a more introspective year. But anyway, she talked to me about people who didn't practice for a while, but she was being very nice about it, and didn't seem to be implying anything, and once even told me she wasn't. But still...either this is coincidence or she thinks I don't practice enough. I wish she would be more blunt. She's too nice, and if she yelled at me, it would not only be better motivation, but it would also satisfy my pessimism. I know I'm a slacker. Everyone knows that. Just people like my parents don't know the extent of my slacking. They've been asking why I haven't been doing homework for a while, and last week they asked for reassurance that I wasn't failing my classes. Silly parents. Homework is never more than 20% of your grade. I can pass without doing any. Of course I didn't tell them the real answer, which is that I haven't done homework of any kind for at least four weeks now. But they may find out...today in calc, Mrs. Hockrein caught me dozing off again (and she must be aware that I haven't been doing homework for a while-she just sent home our grades) and at the end of class I was slow getting up, so Laurel and I were the last ones out, and as we were leaving Mrs Hockrein said to Laurel, "It's really nice to have you participate in class so much. You really add a lot to the lecture. I just wish your friend would do the same." I didn't really care about what she said until I realized that Ms. Hockrein is one of those helpful teachers who cares about their students learning. This means she very well might call my parents and have a little chat with them for my benefit. I may have to start doing more homework soon, and keep an eye on her. Helpful teachers have to be closely monitored, just like a child standing near a pile of rocks and a beehive. I think she may have picked up the rock, and if she throws it, the bees will go after me. (sorry about that, i had a much more creative analogy in my head earlier...i really did. But it is late and all, so I fogot) I will sleep now. | | Saturday, April 16th, 2005 | | 11:56 pm |
"It was just so much eyeball, how could I resist?"
cellocellocellocellocello happy? i'm not. I have a studio recital and my senior recital coming up, and i haven't been practicing enough...kick me if i skip a day. especially if i skip brahms. On a happier note, I am a senior. This allows me to do stuff like not do any homework for three whole weeks. It is fun. My math grade dropped, but that doesn't really matter. Unfortunately, I will do homework tomorrow, because I like William Blake. If it weren't for him, though, I'd keep this up until the night before that take home test is due. Yaaaaaaay *hugswhoeversees* that goes especially to Mairead and Zalman and Sarah and Nick and Jess and Adam and Marissa and Dvorak and anyone else who hasn't gotten a real hug from me in a while. Also, this is spring, and the beginning of Piggyback Season! Yaaaaaaay! Once i've been biking to school for a bit and i can run down more than one hallway with someone on my back, I will be doing them full time. I've always...um...sorry, blew my nose and lost my train of thought. This is what I get for typing this late at night. Oh well. I can't think of much to say now, other than that I have made an anthropomorphic baleen whale (though I'm the only one that cares...) so it's off to bed for me or it would be if i hadn't eaten all of that sugary ice cream *twiddles thumbs* | | Saturday, April 2nd, 2005 | | 12:11 am |
| You scored as Lawful Good. A lawful good person acts as a good person is expected or required to act. They are dedicated to upholding both what is right and what is set down in law.
Lawful Good | | 70% | Chaotic Good | | 65% | Neutral Good | | 65% | Neutral Evil | | 55% | True Neutral | | 45% | Lawful Evil | | 40% | Lawful Neutral | | 40% | Chaotic Evil | | 15% | Chaotic Neutral | | 10% | </td>
What is your Alignment?
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This is bogus! I'm totally Chaotic Good. *grumble* *takes WotC Alignment test* <--D&D Based on your answers to the quiz, your character’s most likely alignment is Neutral Good. A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. The common phrase for neutral good is "true good." Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias toward or against order. --excerpted from the Player’s Handbook, Chapter 6 *grumble* | | Tuesday, March 29th, 2005 | | 12:37 am |
| | Sunday, March 27th, 2005 | | 3:27 pm |
"It's MY party and I'll scry if I want to"
It's spring break. I'm bored. Nothing is happening. No one is talking. Advanced Global Personality Test Results | Extraversion | |||| | 20% | | Stability | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Orderliness | |||||||||| | 40% | | Empathy | |||||||||||||||||||| | 90% | | Interdependence | |||||| | 23% | | Intellectual | |||||||||||||||| | 63% | | Mystical | |||||||||||| | 50% | | Artistic | |||||||||||||||| | 70% | | Religious | || | 10% | | Hedonism | || | 10% | | Materialism | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Narcissism | |||||| | 30% | | Adventurousness | |||||| | 23% | | Work ethic | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Self absorbed | |||||||||| | 36% | | Conflict seeking | |||||| | 30% | | Need to dominate | |||| | 16% | | | Romantic | |||||||||| | 36% | | Avoidant | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Anti-authority | |||||| | 30% | | Wealth | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Dependency | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | Change averse | |||||||||||| | 43% | | Cautiousness | |||||||||||||| | 56% | | Individuality | |||||||||||| | 50% | | Sexuality | |||||||||| | 36% | | Peter pan complex | |||||||||||| | 50% | | Physical security | |||||||||||||||||| | 76% | | Food indulgent | |||||||||| | 36% | | Histrionic | |||||||||| | 36% | | Paranoia | |||||||||| | 36% | | Vanity | |||||| | 23% | | Hypersensitivity | |||||||||||| | 50% | | Female cliche | |||||| | 30% | |
| Take Free Advanced Global Personality Testpersonality tests by similarminds.com | | Wednesday, March 23rd, 2005 | | 11:22 am |
smush. smushsmush. weshould be studying for calc and other tests. but we are not! we=shrii and webb. webb is drinking juice. and slapping his backpack. i make lj post for him, yay. bored. boredboredbored yet so much to do. lalala. i can't read slash. slash+school computer+librarians=bad. ...welikethesubs...andcheese. Current Mood:  mrwaaaaaCurrent Music: welikethesuuuuuubs | | Tuesday, March 8th, 2005 | | 12:11 am |
Funny how you think about unlikely events right before they happen
Today I went to see Laurel and we say the first Pink Panther movie. It is a horrible movie, but she assures me that the others are better. We ended up talking and stuff until 11:40, and that was much better. I told my mom I would be back by 11, but I've always gotten home within an hour of my estimations, and I've only got in trouble for getting home late from Laurel's once, and I got out of it pretty easily by saying that her chinchilla had escaped and we had trouble recovering it. My dad was extremely amused, and said that it was the best "dog ate my homework excuse" he's ever heard. So I wasn't worried about getting home late, just getting cold on the way home. But Laurel wasn't in the car, so I knew that I could get home in 10 min if I just drove fast on Newport, and that wouldn't be too bad. First speeding ticket. Go me. They decided to only fine me for going 5 miles over the speed limit, which is a pretty good deal considering that I was going 60 in a 25 road. I guess it was a combination of my honesty, my politeness, my lack of excuses, this obviously being my first ticket, and the fact that Newport used to be a 50 MPH road. So I don't have much to complain about, other than that it took 20 min to get home, 5 of which were spent with the window open in the snow. So I'm cold, and wondering how big the fine is, but otherwise I'm fine. I always told Laurel that I'd stop speeding as soon as I got pulled over and began was forced to respect the law (didn't mention that to the officers). I wonder if that'll prove to be true. On the way back I passed a salt truck and freaked out when I saw its flashing yellow lights in my rear view mirror. Twice. | | Monday, March 7th, 2005 | | 8:21 am |
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The quiz saying that I'm 47% female wasn't much of a surprise. This is just creepy: Chris Webb and Zannist came up with similar results. The pictures are probably gender-unbalanced, but I know not all of them are of girls...there are at least random animals that I could be. Admittedly, C-Bear got me a little dancing bannana, but I haven't been called C-Bear regularly for three years. | | 8:11 am |
| | Thursday, March 3rd, 2005 | | 7:10 pm |
"CloudStarryNight: you keep helping and helping everyone"
I don't have much to say, but we had corn fritters and now I am thoroughly satiated (they are one of my many weaknesses). So now I sit here and what happens where I sit here and am doing nothing? Music and LJ. I should stop, this is beginning to be a habit. Anyway, the subject is today's contribution. I'm lazy so will only quote. | | Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005 | | 10:16 pm |
Girl Scout Cookies are yummy. | | 8:00 pm |
| | 8:30 am |
No time for quoting!
I am at internet. I did some work already. I will do none more. Not even late math packet. I commented on lj for the first time. Saw councelor. Still five minutes. I update now. No thoughts to put down. No brain to make them. Android Broccoli. Vroom! I will run because I can. I will grow towards the sun impulsively despite knowing that I will end up being eaten, despite knowing that my only use in life is in death. (Broccolis know this. They are smarter than they look). At least I'm an android. That's kinda cool. My green wheels of mine. | | Sunday, February 20th, 2005 | | 10:39 pm |
Your Brain is 46.67% Female, 53.33% Male |
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve | who would have guessed? | | Friday, February 18th, 2005 | | 12:21 am |
Blasphemy!
I know this isn't a very nice thought, but whenever I look at Michelangelo's Vatican Pieta, I can't help noticing that Mary is staring at Christ's crotch. | | Thursday, February 17th, 2005 | | 8:07 am |
"I'm a mutant, but my only 'power' is that my farts smell like fresh-baked cinnamon buns"
I am in business tech now, but it is more important that I am at a computer right now. And I don't feel like working, even though there is plenty for me to do. So, in stead, I will talk here, and start by continuing a thought that I expressed in jest to Shrii: we have no reason to look up to Jesus because of the sacrifice he made for humankind, or rather christians. Firstly, he knew what the deal was all along, and it was as follows: he lets himself die an early and rather painful death, and in exchange, he saves the immortal souls of all christians, and all of their christian decendants. Now christians believe that a mortal life is worth very little when you think about it. What really matters to them is the immortal soul, which gets to party away in heaven for all eternity in heaven. Jesus was giving up his mortal life to save billions of immortal souls, and using the christian priorities, all he did was trade in something that really didn't mean anything so that billions of people (eventually) would get the most important thing-heaven. What kind of sacrifice is that? How does that compare to the actions of a benevolent missionary who dies trying to convert and save the immortal souls of the four people who will listen to him? Isn't the missionary more self sacrificing than Jesus? And in addition to all that, Jesus gets to be worshipped as a god, the life long dream of many people. But wait...Jesus is God...how does that work? Jesus, God, basically made a married woman pregnant (I don't care how he did it, she was married and it could easily have been done through coersion. After all, who can say no to God?), used her to produce his son, who was really a part of him, and after all that trouble, he killed his son, him self, and said that it was a wonderful sacrifice. Is this masochism? Is this a desperate cry for attention? Does God need a hug? No. What he said was that Jesus' sacrifice (his self-mutilation) was to forgive everyone of Adam and Eve's sins. But if you think about it, God made Adam and Eve with intelligence on purpose, so he knew they could have taken the apple. (i'm running out of time here, so i'll quick finish) God got into a hissy fit because his creations didn't do what he wanted them to do, and cursed them and their decendants. A long time later, God realizes that there was no beta testing for humanity or anything, and he should probably forgive them. So he creates a savior, and kills him. He grows a foot, and then shoots it. This kinda reminds me of when little children appologize for hitting another. "Hey, I'm sorry. I'm sure that can't hurt too much...I mean, I just hit you like this. *lightly hits self*. See? I hardly felt that. *hits self* See?" | | Sunday, February 6th, 2005 | | 8:57 pm |
| | Monday, January 31st, 2005 | | 5:40 pm |
"There is no 'P' in our 'Viewing Ool.' Let's keep it that way!"
"It is apparent, Chris, that you are dedicated to learning whenever that learning takes place: whether you are addressing your 'responsible procrastination' skills, pursuing your interest in instrumental music, or engaging in class discussion." Just got accepted to Earlham. The letter was all personalized and stuff, and proved that everything that I like about Earlham is true. I wasn't accepted by an office, but by a committee. *nod*. The letter also came with a packet called "Earlham College Community Principles and Practices," which is basically six pages of pure Quaker. And on top of all that, i'm now into my first choice (Earlham) and my first choice if I don't end up getting any scholarships (UofM) so now i don't really have to care about the other colleges unless Earlham or UofM change their minds about me. Yay! | | 2:02 pm |
In Which Two Malicious Voids Consume Chris, aka. "You kick the wall. Ouch!"
Had a good time yesterday. Only problem is sinus stuff made me into a comatose zombie and all that. Only zombies can't be comatose because they're undead and don't use their brains like we do. Undead can't be comatose, and therefore using that metaphor, i don't exist. Which is kinda true. When i got back from dropping shrii off i was having trouble with them, and when i woke up the next morning...this morning i guess...i was having trouble again, so not only was my brain not working when i put my wallet away, but it also wasn't working when i tried to find it. I spent 45 minutes searching for it before i found it, and i only found it becaus my mom suggested that i look in my bed. Apparently i slept with it in my pocket. So that is one void eating me-it's probably working on my metaphorical left leg at the moment-to talk about the other, i will use the advanced literary technique of making my narration jump around like a frog who just got a slap on the ass, and jump to inbetween coming home and waking up. When i got on aim, i got the urge to play nethack. I haven't had this urge for a long time. I asked anna if it would be a good idea to indulge this urge, and she just asked me if i wanted to keep my soul. That's not an answer, and it's a pretty obvious question as well. Anyway, she says that and suddenly *BAM!* I'm on the sixth level of the dungeon complaining about how my inventory is full and i needed to go down to the gnomish mines to find the one town in the game in hopes of finding a bag of holding, and possibly a co-aligned altar. Because it would be nice to have a place to sacrifice corpses, and i need to get my holy water somehow. And i need to bless my scrolls somehow. It began well; i started with a wand of polymorph, and was lucky enough to turn my pet cat into a baluchitherium, which is a good pet to have at low levels. The only problem was that baluchitheriums are herbavores, and the only sustinence you can reliably find in the dungeon is from corpses, which are made of meat. So my baluchitherium quickly starved *you feel sad for a moment, but the sensation passess*. I could have used the last charge on my wand in the hopes of turning him into something carniverous, or maybe a golem or something that doesn't need food, but i'd probably just get a gardener snake, and by that time i had found a frienly demon who let me wish for boots of speed, and i was getting bored of waiting for it to catch up. Now i can concentrate on more important stuff...Orb of Fortune+Eye of Aethiopica=half damage from physical attacks and spells, increaced mana regen, and increaced luck without taking up any item slots. I just have to take 2d10 damage whenever i pick the Orb up because i'm not a valkyrie. and...yeah...blessed +7 silver dragon scale mail...mumble...snickersnee... I need an intervention. It's not that i can't stop when i want to, it's that i shouldn't be allowed to start. Now i have to go solve the sokoban block puzzles. | | Sunday, January 30th, 2005 | | 10:07 pm |
postpostpost i just added a bunch of stuff to webb's flist. ooops. *shifty look* he's not complaining. la la la... </shrii> Current Mood:  whee!!Current Music: lighting the way - superdrag (in head) |
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