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I was going to use the word “pleonastic” in my Honors paper, but I figured Dr. English wouldn’t know what it meant. I just said that out loud and Sarah said I needed to post it. And I always do everything Sarah tells me! *creepy grin* Also, I have decided that “frenetic” is one of my new favorite words. It can be spelled frenetic, or phrenetic! Isn’t that awesome? Yes, it is.

I finished The Origin of Species today!! You have no idea how happy that makes me. Also, I had an Art midterm, and I killed it dead. Dead as a twice-run-over possum. Dead as Davy Jones.

I really didn’t have anything to say…OH wait, yes I did! This is a partially transcribed, partially imagined version of Sarah’s and my collective description of Faith.

“Faith is the most perfectly named person in the world. She’s so much stronger than she looks. Someone sees her standing their next to you, all fragile looking, and they say, “This is all there is? This is what’s going to go up against all those dragons and monsters? Tcha, yeah, good luck with that journey there, I’m heading this way.” And they leave. BUT THEN. You’re walking along with your Faith and you find a horrible fire-breathing dragon. Faith says, “Hey, don’t worry, I’ll handle this.” She walks up to the dragon and pulls out a pen and a notepad. “So, Mr. Dragon, have you considered your insurance lately?” “My…my what?” the dragon asks. “Well, fire insurance, for your house. You *do* breathe fire, you know.” And they would talk back and forth and suddenly Faith would stab the dragon in the neck with her pen, and he would fall down dead. So Faith ambles back over to you, and you continue your journey, when suddenly you come across a raging river. “So can you swim?” Faith asks you. “Well, uh, no, not really.” “Oh, that’s ok, I’ll carry you!” You look at her incredulously. “But I’m so heavy, I’d break you!” Faith waves her hand dismissively and hoists you onto her shoulders, striding boldly across the river. Yes, that’s my Faith.”

Amuses me no end

You know what’s really funny? I always double-knot my shoes. I can’t NOT double-knot my shoes. Try saying that multiple times quickly. Also, you know what else is funny? Saying “contemporary popularity”. Go ahead, say it, I dare ya. Contemporary popularity! See, I told you so.

I like photo editing. A lot. It’s like a disease. I don’t do it well, but I just like it. So if anyone wants, I dunno, a giant clam for a head or something, let me know.

School is horrible, and I shall die. But that’s ok, because spring break is nigh, during which I plan on accomplishing lots of fun things! Ow, and I really didn’t mean for that to rhyme, but then I guess it really didn’t after all, now did it? I am too tired to be posting in this.

We had another movie night thing, and this time we watched Flightplan, which was cool and highly dramatic, though perhaps not as good as The Interpreter.

There is a good possibility I am going to a Built to Spill concert in May! I am sanguine about this without pinning my hopes on it too much, just because I usually seem to have bad luck when it comes to actually getting to see bands. Speaking of music, whose idea was it to have Deftones do a cover of Chauffeur by Duran Duran? Just seems very wrong, though no one else sees it. The song actually doesn’t sound half-bad, though…

I had a whole bunch of stuff I was going to say but I’ve forgotten it and am going to bed.

Mae’n oer y p’nawn ma. So, no archery today, it’s just a little too chilly to be twanging a bowstring with bare fingers. However, it’s a grand day for practicing Welsh, as you can see! I was most productive this day whilst still having a blast.

Speaking of having a blast: the other day Sarah, Luke, Matt, Faith, and I all set off to obtain permission to film at Lakepondpuddle, only the owners weren’t home, so Sarah and I ended up showing everyone some of our haunts. We went to the aforementioned cemetary then down to the creek where some of us waded and splashed around. Then we got caught in lots and lots of thorns, which was fun in a painful sort of way, and we found a new knobbly tree, which I attempted to climb. We emerged from the woods to leap on hay bales and enjoy a spectacular sunset. It was very cool and we need to take people adventuring with us more often! It’s so cool that Campbell has all these neat fields and woods and creeks and things everywhere. And then there was a mariachi band wandering around campus the other night. I love my school!

Still slowly slogging my way through Darwin. The paper’s due a week from Tuesday, which means I should probably start to actually write the paper soon. It’s actually not as bad now as it was, or maybe I’m just getting used to it. Bit of a scary thought there. I want to finish it, if only because I HATE HATE HATE leaving books unfinished, no matter what they are, but at the same time I need to get reading for my Brit Lit research paper. Which, might I add, will be tremendously fun because I’m doing it on Beowulf!

The word “defenestrate” really does mean “to throw something out of a window.” I’d always heard that, but never quite believed it. I do believe this is my new favorite word! I WILL DEFENESTRATE YOU.

Last night we had an impromptu movie night and rented The Interpreter. I am highly, highly impressed with it. Very, very well done, you should all go see it now. No, right NOW. Go.

“The gunfire around us makes it hard to hear. But the human voice is different from other sounds. It can be heard over noises that bury everything else. Even when it’s not shouting. Even when it’s just a whisper. Even the lowest whisper can be heard – over armies… when it’s telling the truth.”

“Vengeance is a lazy form of grief.”

Also, random trivia, it’s the first movie ever to be filmed in the UN building.

I think I had some awesome dream about parallel universes last night, only I can’t remember it properly. However, it also involved running to get out of the rain, so maybe I’m not missing much.

I should probably go be good and read more Origin of Species. Sigh. I’m getting restless, I need to go run somewhere or climb a tree or something. Perhaps tonight when I get back to campus…yeeees.

Today Sarah and I went ‘splorin’ in the woods and fields behind the soccer fields and we came across a tiny old graveyard in the middle of a field. I believe I shall put pictures of it up sometime, it was very beautiful and sad. Then we went into the pine woods and found an awesome twisty vine, lots of beech trees, and a little stream which may or may not be Buies Creek. It was exceedingly lovely, and then on the way back we were walking by a maintenance guy getting all his painting gear set up to…um..paint something, presumably. BUT, the cool thing was, he had “I Believe In a Thing Called Love” by The Darkness playing! And he was singing to it! Then he turned around and there was that awkward “I thought I was alone but lo, there are people here” moment, but I yelled “I love that song, it’s great!” and he smiled and it was grand.

In other news, I was a little bit horrible to people today…at least twice I said stupid things without thinking. I *hate* it when I do that! I apologize to everyone I spoke to today! It’s not you, it’s me.

For English we have this snazzy little movie journal assignment thingy (yay, articulateness), and Sarah and I decided to grab one of the Anglo-Saxon ones. (I mean, why wouldn’t you, it’s the ANGLO-SAXONS, PEOPLE.) So we got The 13th Warrior, and I kind of really really liked it. They speak Old English (well, and Latin) and there are swords and horses and it’s quite splendid. Also there are big Northmen dudes with attitudes! Instead of conversationally asking if there is an underground chasm in the area, aforementioned Northman bellow-growls “IS THERE A CAVE!” Highly entertaining. “Hurry to meet Death before your place is taken.” You know, there is something to be said for fatalism. Also, “Keep your teeth together!” is my new favorite way to tell someone to be quiet. And now I’m going to be really cheesey and post the dramatic pre-battle we’re-all-going-to-die-but-it’s-cool-’cause-we’re-heroic quotes!

“Merciful Father, I have squandered my days with plans of many things. This was not among them. But at this moment, I beg only to live the next few minutes well. For all we ought to have thought, and have not thought; all we ought to have said, and have not said; all we ought to have done, and have not done; I pray thee God for forgiveness.”

“‘Lo, there do I see my father. ‘Lo, there do I see my mother, and my sisters, and my brothers. ‘Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning. ‘Lo, they do call to me. They bid me take my place among them in the halls of Valhalla, where the brave may live forever.”

Interesting bit of Old English trivia, the word translated as “lo” is actually hwaet, which literally means “what” but is used similarly to lo to get the reader/listener’s attention. Hey, I know these things. Although, this movie made me want to learn Old English all over again. I only have a basic working knowledge of the language, I can’t speak, write, or even really understand it. TOO MANY LANGUAGES TO LEARN!

For my Honors midterm project, I have to read a book that pertains to the “In the Beginning” Genesis class, and I’ve always wanted to read Darwin’s The Origin of Species (know thy enemy and all that jazz), so I figure this is kind of a good excuse. I started it today, but only had time for a couple pages, so I can’t really say much about it, other than Darwin for some completely incomprehensible reason reminds me vaguely of Jules Verne.

Going now…

“You got me in a spin but everything is A-Okay…” Yay for The Darkness!

Must change wallpaper! Also, changing display pic and display name on MSN, while I’m at it. Change is good.

Last weekend when I was home I borrowed Ed’s camera (super-nice digital, can take up to half an hour of high quality video or about a jillion pics) and brought it to school. YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE JUBILATION. So much fun, it should be illegal. We took pics, vids, swung it around by the strap, it was great. Occasionally it made me a little nervous…”It’s not mine, it’s my brother’s!” (yeah, no one else got the reference either, more people need to see Anne of Green Gables).

Beautiful! Beautiful, I tell you! Yeah, they don’t make sense. Oh, while I’m at it, here’s the Bicycle vid Ed and I made over the winter break.

It irks me that while we did in fact capture lots of video of me riding a bike in a respectably skilled or at least not-badly way, the only clips Ed put in were of me getting lodged in the too-deep sand and stuff. Little brothers…*poofy sigh*

Books! Do not speak to me about books. I have read so little lately, it hurts my eyes. They need to move back and forth rapidly on a page and when they don’t, they get cranky. Technically, I *have* been reading, but it’s been mostly all text books. Don’t get me wrong, I end up reading my Brit Lit book for fun, but still. I’m just saying. It ain’t the same at all. I’m STILL working on The Lost Tales. This is some kind of negative record for me. I used to read a book a day. I *need* to read a book a day. My brain will shrivel and die.

I love this more than words can say
I will learn to do that one day.

Also, I love this. I randomly found it a long time ago, lost it, hunted for it, then found it again. Spiffication!

I steal quotes and words and fragments that I hear/read/whatever and write them all down, and that’s the closest thing I have to a real live journal. Er, no pun intended. But lately these things come to me in class, so they end up all in the margins of my notes. This is highly disorganized and I keep having to go through ALL my school notes and put everything all together because otherwise I might accidentally throw out the good stuff when I throw out the notes. SO. I have fixed this, with my customary organizational [insanity] brilliance. I now put all the cool fragments on the back of the very first page of my binder. On the front, I have all the stuff I need to do. This frees up the margins for doodling! … sometimes I disgust myself, I put the O in OCD.

You know what annoys me? When people do more than three dots (…) in an ellipsis. Why is that? I don’t know. Possibly because it’s not punctuationally correct? Possibly. Yet, I occasionally do the same thing! I am such a grammar hypocrite. Also, no matter how I type occasionally (occassionally?) it always looks wrong. Ok, just checked and it is occasionally, so I was right the first time.

Poppycock, horsefeathers, chickenteeth, fiddlesticks. I resolve to use these words more often.

Hey, we adopted a cat named Beowulf! Is that not the coolest thing ever? Jason is moving into the barracks so we’re taking care of the great Geat for him. Also, we’re watching his absolutely beautiful and completely drool-worthy battleaxe, because apparently you can’t bring those into the barracks either. Go figure.

Facebook rocks.

You know what’s really, really funny? I saw two guys randomly crawl out of a first-floor window in one of the guys’ dorms like they do it every day, and then they just walked off calmly. I can just see it now: “So, you want to go out?” “Sure.” “Window?” “Heck yeah, door’s way too far.” Terrans amuse me.

I can sleep in tomorrow as long as I want. I love that feeling! Aw, Sarah’s trying to go to bed. Isn’t that cute? Actually I probably should too. I just feel very guilty when I ignore this thing, I worry about it getting some kind of abandonment complex and going all depressed on me. You’re not getting Prozac, you hear? You’re stronger than this! Yehaw. Sleeping now, honest.

Purple Lint: best name for a band ever. Sarah thought of it. *pats smart little Sarah on the head*

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