Lindsay Loves

Happy Halloween!!!

It’s been a sort of hellish week. There was another AP Physics test on Tuesday, which I studied for. As much as one can study formulas and stuff, I suppose. I only blanked on one question, though. I got an 80, which is *so* awesome considering that Dr. J actually made this one like a real test. For the past few tests, he’s either worked out very similar problems for us ahead of time, or literally helped us with the test. (See earlier entries for my inital reaction to the weirdness of Dr. J.)

I had an awesome run in It’s Academic yesterday. Mr. T got a new trivia book, so the questions aren’t as mind-numbingly hard now. I answered a whole bunch, which may have been partly because Mark was having an off day, and partly because I jumped in one or two of Greg’s questions. (It’s all in the name of team victory…) It’s weird; you never realize how much you actually know until you use it in random trivia contests. Such as:

Q1: What, exactly, is Big Ben?
Q2: What Caribbean Island did artist Paul Gaugin move to at the end of his career?
Q3: In C.S. Lewis’ The Chronicles of Narnia, what is Aslan?
Q4: What are the colors of the Italian flag?
Q5: What device is used to measure atmospheric pressure?
Q6: Who composed “The Four Seasons”?
Q7: What is the geographic location where an earthquake begins called?
Q8: How many of King Henry VIII of England’s wives were beheaded? (Answers below.)

It’s a lot of fun, consdering it’s practically Nerds Anonymous. =) Finished my history paper late last night, but it desperately needed revising, and my mom can’t do it as well as I can. (Sorry, Mom.) Managed to finish The House of the Seven Gables for English, but I missed a few of the quiz questions. It’s only a quiz, and there’ll be a test later so I can show that I *did* read the whole thing. Must go now. Need to study for a World History test tomorrow. Ciao. =)

A1: The bell inside the clock tower in London.
A2: Tahiti.
A3: A lion.
A4: Red, white, and green.
A5: A barometer.
A6: Vivaldi. (Can’t remember his first name; didn’t matter anyway.)
A7: The epicenter.
A8: Two. (Don’t remember which ones; still didn’t matter.)

Crap, I lost another entry. Probably a bug. Must remember to copy before posting. Let’s see, where was I?

Thinking up creative passwords is so much easier now than it used to be. I went on a changing spree recently. It was actually sort of fun. Does that make me weirder than usual?

Went driving again today with Dad, and… it wasn’t that bad! I sort of almost hit a parked car coming back, though. Hey, it’s not my fault that the Jehovah’s Witness church down the street doesn’t have a big enough parking lot. I managed to keep Dad from taking me through this crowded intersection that I hate (and yes, I meant it that way around), and all my turns were okay. I was more relaxed this time than I usually am. Maybe that’s a sign that I’ll be an okay driver. A subtle sign, but a sign nonetheless.

Spent several hours today almost-finishing my World History paper. It just needs a conclusion, the bibliography stuck on the end, and a kickin’ title page. Mine are always so bland and plain; I need a change of pace. Still have to write my AP essay, and finish the Physics homework, and study for the test. Having my original entry deleted so did not help. I haven’t been to the Good Ship in ages, either. It’s just sailing too fast for me to keep up anymore. Knowing the latest in-joke will not help my GPA. Maybe this is why Lav could never update the archives properly. On that note, any fellow sailors who wish to send me some Quotables, etc. should feel free to do so. I’ll be back soon, I promise. Maybe around Thanksgiving break. Of course, then I’ll be compelled to play the two-hour catch-up game, which is not as fun as it doesn’t sound…

Richard Harris died yesterday. I was so shocked to find out. All of the adult actors in the HP&SS movie were fanstastic, including Richard. He brought Dumbledore to life, and helped us to see the Dumbledore we’ve loved for years in the books. He will be missed. I’ve seen this quote from Book 1 posted many times, and I think it fits the situation perfectly.

To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure. –Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Sorceror’s Stone (novel)

I went to uJournal, as Sims suggested, and started a blog there. Nothing fancy, I just wanted to see if I’d like it better. There’s only one post, but the layout is pretty neat, and there’s these adorable mood icons. I just don’t know if I’d rather have full reign over the HTML, or a more structured design. The Best British Weblog has the sort of layout I’d like: neat, organized, with a wide bar on the side for linkage, but still enough space for ample blogging. I looked at the source code, to see if I could use it for this, but it was unbelievably confusing. Maybe I should just email the guy and ask if I can “borrow” his layout. I’ll figure it out soon enough. Besides, I joined the Hermione Granger Fanlisting, and I want to display the link so I can be properly added to the list.

I spent all of my afternoon today working at the Youth Center Harvest Festival. At first, I was assigned to the Dart Toss, but I got tired of near-misses with darts and getting hit by stray balls from the Ball Toss next to me. I switched to the Ball Toss after my break, but that wasn’t much easier. The balls were rubber, so I had to chase them a few times. It wasn’t a bad way to earn some more service hours for school, though. I may have to go over my requirement. Volunteering gives you a warm, fuzzy feeling. =)

Nothing I didn’t already know. =)

Must ask something. Have any of you lovely readers hear of LJs? I think I might like the format better than I do with Blogger here. I toyed with the idea of getting an LJ to begin with, but I was too impatient to start blogging already. So, let me know what you think — email, my guestbook, whatever. Must have second opinion. Ciao.

Lovely quotage from Paul, via Stephanie. It’s his “away message”, whatever that means. It was just too funny to not share.

I am not currently available right now. However, if you would like to be transferred to another correspondent, please press the number that best fits your personality:
-If you are obsessive compulsive, please press “1” repeatedly.
-If you are codependent, please ask someone to press “2”.
-If you have multiple personalitites, please press “3”, “4”, and “5”.
-If you are paranoid delusional, we know who you are and what you want. Just stay on the line so we can trace your call.
-If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and the little voice will tell you which number to press.
-If you are manic depressive, it doesn’t matter what number you press, no one will answer.

Still thinking about a new layout. (“Thinking” would be the operative word there.) Trying to focus on history paper again, but being distracted by the Net and the big, empty house. Sigh.

Just got back from my piano lesson. My teacher has a cat now, so that was interesting. She tried to get me to hold him up to the piano, for a Kodak moment, but he was fighting and I didn’t want to hurt him. Then her son showed up, and she got the picture. It was really cute, and you couldn’t see his hands at all.

On my way back in, I took a quick detour into the backyard. We have a really small backyard, but it has a million trees. I went out to check and see if the flowers my grandmother gave me for my birthday were still alive, but I couldn’t find them. Maybe no one planted them. Anyway, at first I thought the nuts on the ground were chestnuts, which would have been cool, but they turned out to just be acorns.

I know that last paragraph seems sort of… odd. It’s just that I’m such an inside person, I never take time to go out and enjoy nature, even as small a piece of nature as my backyard. I took a word association test yesterday, and one of the words was “nature”, which I immediately chose as “positive”. (I figured I should at least visit nature, if I think it’s so positive.) The test gives you 25 words, and you have to mark them as positive, negative, or neutral. Then, it summarizes the results and gives you a list of the things you “have issues with”. I won’t post mine, because I’m not ready to share that with the world. But if you go take it, and you know me, you’ll probably be able to figure out which thing I have the most issues with, and understand why I’m not telling. If you don’t know me, stay and read some more of my blog. That’s what it’s for, to let people see me all the time for who I really am. =)

Yay! No school tomorrow, so there’s a three-day weekend. We haven’t had any days off this month, and we won’t be getting any more until November, so I, for one, will be taking advantage of the extra time. It’s been a while since I last wrote, so I’ll start at the present and work my way backwards.

I finished an awesome book today. It’s new, which is unusual for me, but I was in Borders and it said, “Buy me!” Who am I to disobey a book. Anyway, it’s All-American Girl, by Meg Cabot. The same genius that wrote The Princess Diaries. It’s about a different girl this time, Samantha Madison. She accidentally foils a presidential assassination attempt, and gets appointed teen ambassador to the United Nations. Not to mention that she’s in love with her older sister’s boyfriend, and the First Son likes her, too. Lots of humor, and a page-turner. The top-ten lists were my favorite part: “Top Ten Reasons Why I Would Like to Be Gwen Stefani, Lead Singer of No Doubt, the Best Ska Band in the World” and “Top Ten Reasons Why My Sister Lucy’s Boyfriend, Jack, Should Dump Her and Go Out With Me Instead.” Sam is the new Mia, only without the whole princess-of-a-tiny-country thing. =)

The PSAT was fine. The math sections seemed a lot easier this year than they were last year. That’s not necessarily a good sign, though, since I though the first AP Physics test wasn’t so hard, and then I got a C. I’m really hoping to be in the running for a National Merit Scholarship. College is only about 2 years away, and I could use $3500, and it looks really impressive to say that you’re a National Merit Scholar.

Still no activites at school. I live in the D.C. area, so they’re probably not going to let us do anything until the disgruntled psycho that is The Sniper is caught. It gets on my nerves. My only activity is inside, and it’s not like I would purposely wait outside for my dad to bring the car. I’m not that complacent. (I love being able to say “bring the car” instead of “pick me up”, now that I get to drive us home.)

Thanks to you lovely people who reviewed my stories. There seems to be a demand (!) for continuations to them, so I just might do that. That is, after I get started on my Physics homework, and finish my paper, and catch up with the Good Ship, and clean out my magazine rack… Okay, so it might be a while. But with such a receptive audience, who could say no? =)