An Update

I suppose I owe you all an update before NaNo starts and havoc is wreaked upon my social life, online and offline.

Lately I've been doing loads and loads of schoolwork--I'm absolutely loving my Advanced Comp class, absolutely dying under the load of my Chemistry class work, rushing through my health class as fast as possible so I can skip it in November, enjoying History/Literature/Bible, and not enjoying Spanish. I'm about to go to Chem class right now, so I'm afraid this must be short.

I've been doing quite a bit with youthgroup of late. Since we didn't have youthgroup while Christina (our youthleader) was in the US a bunch of us went to Sovanna mall, had pizza, ice cream, and played in the arcade (well, not me, I didn't particularly feel like embarrassing myself). Twas an utter and complete blast. You can go to www.abbysroom.blogspot.com to get a more detailed account (just scroll down a bit), although I did not play games in the arcade, get left in Sovanna, or blow dry my hair, since I don't own a blowdryer.
Youthgroup wasn't spectacularly fun last week, but most of the time it is very, very fun. We've been playing capture the flag and I have discovered that American style is not much fun compared to the other version, whatever version the other one may be.
At ICF we've been playing quite a fun game, where four people pretend to be guests to a party, and one person plays the host. The four each have to act out something on a piece of paper--an adjective and a noun--and the host has to guess what they are. We had a depressed poet, a weird lobster, a sad egg, an irritated pencil, an icelandic cowboy, a bubbling chemical experiment, and a tyrannical hobbit. Guess who wrote the last one =D. Oddly enough, I got to act it too. I got to scream about The Shire, the little folk rising up against the big folk, ruling in the place of the Dark Lord, and crushing the big folk with the iron fist of the halfling. Much fun, no?
We also had a potluck at ICF, I was a bit worried about the amount of food, but there ended up being enough (although there weren't enough plates or silverware!). I took brownies, which appeared to be quite popular since none were left. A lot of my youthgroup were there, so I had fun hanging out with them.

Saturday I spent the day making sock monkeys! I named mine Monkeystein, after Frankenstein, of course. Kris, Hannah, Abby, and Sam finished their adorable monkeys too. They were referred to as disturbing at ICF, I cannot concur.

Ahh, NaNo starts in less than a week! Here is what you may expect during NaNoWriMo:
I will randomly blurt out things about my characters at very random times
I will randomly blurt out plot ideas at very random times
I will bring my notebook to all social activities and while I will attempt to refrain from writing, I might fail misterably in my resolve, hence the notebook.
My internet life will be sadly lacking, I fear.
E-mails will not be replied to unless they are very urgent or I have that strange mysterious thing called "free time."

Anyway, with that said, let us talk about the future. Do you know where you want to go to college? How are you going to pay for college? What are you going to do with your life? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Ok, nevermind that, I'm talking about the near future. Thanksgiving and Christmas to be precise. I simply CANNOT wait. Thanksgiving will be very fun, we have lots of people coming. And Christmas is always fun, naturally. I'm excited =).
This upcoming Friday we have a costume-bowling party at Cross Culture! I'm sooo excited. I'm wearing my elf dress, naturally, but I have to figure out a way to keep it clean, keep myself off the bumper cars, and bowl with those sleeves... Hmm. Something will be figured.

Ah, class is begun, must head off!

~Manwathiel

First they ignore you,

then they ridicule you,

then they fight you,

and then, you win.

-Gandhi

Oh, yes yes. The madness begins in a mere month. The excitement!

So...

The two paged biography turned into a three paged biography. English class was a blast. Chemistry class not so much. Star Trek is awesome. Data is more than awesome. Tolkien wrote hysterical short stories. That periodic table doesn't want to be memorized. I have videos to watch (Chem videos), essays to write. Three pairs of earrings somehow wound up being bought by me, despite the fact that I'm supposed to be broke (stupid earring addiction). Youthgroup has been fun. Slime needs to be researched. Season Four of Atlantis is being re-watched. Season One of Next Generation is so lame it's funny (except for the occasional brilliant episode--like Datalore). Tollers has discovered that he can fit halfway out of his cage. I'm actually not worrying about Be Verbs at the moment. I have books to read, things to make, brownies to bake. It has been discovered that the Cookie Monster only eats cookies as a "sometimes snack" now (American propaganda... I grew up on the cookie-eating cookie monster and I'm fine!!!!). The US Constitution is fascinating. Alexander Hamilton is boring, as of last week. It's been raining lots. College is worrying me. God used Be Verbs. I need to get working on that essay. I also need to get off this computer. Headache, ya know.

And that, my friends, is pretty much my past week. Ooh, I'm going to go highlight the Be Verbs in this post...
Now, look at this, same post--no Be Verbs--what thinkest thou?

The two paged biography turned into a three paged biography. I had fun in English class. Chemistry class, not so much. Star Trek rocks. I can only describe Data as "more than awesome". Tolkien wrote hysterical short stories. That periodic table doesn't want to stick in my head. I have videos to watch (Chem videos), essays to write. Three pairs of earrings somehow wound up purchased by me, despite the fact that my friends describe me as "broke" (stupid earring addiction). I had lots of fun at youthgroup. Slime needs researching. Meow and I have begun re-watching Season Four of Atlantis. Our wonderfully lame Season One of Next Generation has me chuckling (mentally, of course, I'm Katherine) at it's...silliness? (except for the occasional brilliant episode--like Datalore). Tollers has discovered that he can fit halfway out of his cage. I'm actually not worrying about Be Verbs at the moment. I have books to read, things to make, brownies to bake. It has been discovered that the Cookie Monster only eats cookies as a "sometimes snack" now (American propaganda... I grew up on the cookie-eating cookie monster!). The US Constitution fascinates me. I declared Alexander Hamilton boring, as of last week. Rain pours down in beautiful torrents every day. College worries me. God used Be Verbs. I need to get working on that essay. I also need to get off this computer. Headache, ya know.

Geek-rant

As I wait for my various family members to get off the ps2 and pop in a Star Trek, I decided to flesh out a few of my geeky-trekkie ideas. To be more specific: Wouldn't it be awesome if the Borg could assimilate a Q?
If the Borg could assimilate a Q, and I stress the "if", then the Borg would add the Q's abilities to their own--right? And since the Q are near-invincible, then the Borg would be near-invincible. I mean, come on, how spectacular would that be? Bad, yes, I'll admit, but spectacular as well, no? Imagine such an awesome episode... The Borg wouldn't even have to assimilate anymore! They would just go *pouf* and then perfection. Or some such thing. Of course, the rest of the Q Continuum wouldn't be too happy about that, so they'd probably wind up destroying the Borg (bout time, I'd say), which would be good and sad at the same time. It usually is the Continuum that ends up fixing problems that other Q's (usually Q) make. That would be so great, though... Q messing things up and getting assimilated, the Borg taking over everything in the blink of an eye, all hope lost... And then the other Q's would zap everything back to normal. So cool. Of course, there is the little problem that the Borg could never assimilate a Q, because the Q are, as I said, almost all-powerful. Oh well. That is a problem for another day.

For the record, I don't expect any of you to understand any of that (except my parents and Isaac, most likely, and even if you understand it you probably can't follow my train of thought). And that, my friends, is all.

Live Long and Prosper \\//

Nothing Whatsoever

I decided to come on here and post a post telling you absolutely nothing whatsoever.

Yep.

So this is a nothingness post.

I will tell you, though, that I bought a plant for my room and named it Fergus. Contrary to popular belief, I do not talk to it. Well, at least not most of the time.

And that, my friends, is the end of the nothingness.