Word of the day: ghoti (Pronounced "fish") XD
Hehe....Yeah, I was Ms. Lost-and-Found today-- in a GOOD way, never you worry. I actually just finished my spanish assignment whilst eating Ritz® crackers and a Granny Smith apple--that's NOT some freaky talking fruit named Frank (why would you want to eat something that talks to you?). No, my apple had no name. Isn't online homework the stupidest thing ever? I dislike assignments on the computer.
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Hmmm...OK. Before I go into my blog post, I'd like to say that I'm A-OK, whatever that means. I'm referring to my previous post, where I opened myself about my day. I'm totally over that; watching anime always relieves my stress. (^ - ^) In fact, today I passed my ex-Bio teacher, and I was like, "Hey, Mr. K" and waved, and he returned it. I noticed right away he got a haircut (IDEA!) and told him so. Apparently, though, he misheard or misunderstood me, and said "Thank you." XD I think he thought I told him that I liked it. Which I did, I guess. But a haircut's a haircut. And he's my teacher. I don't really care...but it was different than his normal hairstyle...Erm.
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Back to the quote and word of the day. The quote came as I was going through my daily routine of checking educational sites (I know, right? Don't worry; it's only so I won't miss any assignments). Significant Other answered the phone, and after a little chitchat, SO exclaimed "Again?!" Now, with prior knowledge of our family/close ones, my brother, codenamed JoLT, stated, "Sounds like someone's pregnant," while I was thinking of a more recent occurrence, and added, "Or in the hospital." That's it. I'd go into detail, but I don't feel like it right now.
The word of the day is--here's the catch--not a word. Not a real one, anyway. Mr. M (from American Lit) brought it up last week and again today at the request of a student. "Ghoti" is not a real word per se; it's a made-up word to display the messed-up-ness of the English language. Before I tell you about it, look at the word and its pronunciation. Think about it...
SHA-ZAM!! Time's up (unless you got anxious, silly). Here's how it works: "gh" makes the "f" sound as in "laugh;" "o" makes the "ih" sound in some cases, such as "women;" and "ti" makes the "sh" sound in words like "nation" or "dictionary." Did you guess or get it right? I sure as heck didn't. Hunh. I truly feel sorry for people who have/had to learn English; it's such a difficult language. But I got something out of it: I can use the messed up rules of English to make up words for any of my various stories.
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NEXT: I was Ms. Lost-and-Found today; because I kept finding things people lost. After P.E., I checked my locker to make sure I didn't leave anything behind; I always check. I happened to notice that there was something left in the locker next to mine. The locker was otherwise empty, and there were no other girls around, so I went and took it out. It was a wallet or purse of some sort. I opened it (yes, I did; but I did not take any thing; I barely touched anything---I was wary of any private items or anything I'd rather not know this person had...like narcotics. XD) There was stuff in there, sure, but nothing weird for a wallet. I also saw the person's ID, so I checked it: the wallet belongs to a Elise P., I believe. They have a Red House ID, if you know what I'm talking about. That's all I will say.
Another thing I found was on the way home. Outside the train station I noted a overturned spiral notebook on the sidewalk. A yard or two away, I saw a sheet of paper (this is all being taken in as I walk). Walking closer, I realized that it was an assignment, the kind a student would do. I wondered if it was important and if the student went to my school. I saw the name on the paper, and I recognized it from a kid in my history class, who just so happens to take the same train as my brother and I. So, on a hunch (and ignoring JoLT, who said I shouldn't pick up the paper; it was dirty), I went back to the notebook and picked it up. It was an American Lit notebook, and most likely belonged to the guy on the train...if only you could read my mind back then. All sorts of things went through it: the placement of the notebook coincided with the probable route the classmate would take, as he takes the bus, as far as I'm concerned; he probably dropped the notebook on his way to the train; however there were 2 closely-scheduled train departures to the same place: one @ 5 and another @ 5:20 or so. Etc, etc. My schooling in deductive reasoning and my overactive imagination went into overdrive. Anyway, I deduced that it was indeed that guy's, so I took it. I decided that I'd give it to him: A) the next morning, at the station; B) if I saw him in the halls of school, C) in history. Pleased with my choice, I continued on my way home. After we got to our stop, I subconsciously looked for the guy, I guess, and I actually saw him get off the train, in the same car I was in. I caught up with him and gave him his notebook, after which he expressed his thanks. It felt good, and he asked if I was in his history class, a fact I'd know since the second week of school, and I told him yes. Coincidentally, I had been wanting to just tell the dude that I was in his class, or, while in school, to tell him that we took the same train to and from school. I don't really know why; it was just one of those things when you just want someone to know something. [...] Um yeah. That's why I was Ms. Lost-and-Found.
*OMFGG THAT'S ONE HE-popsicle sticks (XP) OF A PARAGRAPH.* My apologies.
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CIRCULAR RAINBOWS. Here's why they're in the title: because they're so. Darn. Pretty. Whether you call them "rainbow circles," "circular rainbows," or as I do, "[sun] halos," they're amazing. They are RAINBOWS without the RAIN. And they're CIRCLES. Hel-LO. (I think the scientific explanation is somewhere along the lines of the beams of sunlight hitting the water in clouds and the water refracting the light, resulting in the spectrum of light/rainbow.) I find them mesmerizing, and I was looking at one today for about a good 4 minutes on the train home. I also got a ton of inspiration from the scenes I saw below...inspiration for what? Don't ask, and I won't tell you (because IDK).
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Ah, random. The other day I was panicking because I forgot my password for this game I play, Uberstrike. I couldn't get on. I was worried, because I thought I made up an easy (for me) password. I guess not, because I forgot. But I sent in the request for a new password. Then I panicked again 'cuz they didn't get back to me for a good 5 minutes, and I thought these kinds of things were instantaneous (I know; they have a lot of players, and it takes a little bit to code a password). I cyber-screamed at my friend on chat, and she said she couldn't help if I didn't calm down and help her understand. XD But then I got the email, and I still worried that they might send a virus through with it. But I figured a site of such standing wouldn't need to do such a thing. I still freaked. Then, to get rid of the anxiety, I watched a few episodes of Aria the Scarlet Ammo and I felt aaaaall better. Just like I said.
Oh, one last thing I wanted to get out there. It's a little about me. I'm am... the kind of person who notices things and picks up on things just by observing...and once I'm really interested in a person, or they're a person of note, I tend to focus more on them. Like noticing immediately when a guy cuts his hair (sorry, I'm bad with females...must be the masculine part of my brain ) or learning people's names without asking or talking to them. I just...observe. I also like to think I can read people. I can never tell. But when it comes to my friends, I dislike them being down, and the motherly part of me wants to make it all better. (= v = ;)7 hehehe...IDK. I'm just like that. I'm also the kind of person who bickers and bad-mouths their younger sibling beyond what's acceptable, and then checks on them in the middle of the night after a bad dream concerning them or after they've eaten something that can potentially kill them. But SHHHHHHH!!! Like I said in either a post or a random notice somewhere on this blog, don't bring up stuff I say here in real life, if you know me. My friend did today, and she tried to comfort me...I think. But I don't like talking about stuff...Actually, there are prob. several exceptions, but whatev.
Um, I believe I have tormented you enough for today; I'll save your eyes. *Now, if you'll excuse me, Hershey's® Kisses are calling my name~*
Listening to: "What I've Done" by Linkin Park
Currently plotting: my night.
Trying to finish: character designs for a comic.
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