Saturday, December 07, 2002
I went to a banquet tonite. It was our yearly HAM Radio club thing. It sounds so funny, but these people are facinating. I'll say more soon. I have to sleep. We stayed until we realized that we were the only people left and the place was closed. People were talking about everything from the school system, to logic and math puzzles, to christmas, to John Nash's Game theory and Harry Potter and LOTR.After all that talk I feel like reading up on theorems and I reallyreallyreally want to see LOTR. Goodness.... Those movies are gorgeous if nothing else. I'll probably tell everyone I see about it. Of course noone will want to listen because I think I'm the only person who would come back Hyper and thrilled from a dinner with my family, and engineer(50-60yrs.), a mathematician and his teacher wife(30-40s), a forthcoming pilot and his Graphic artist wife(30s), and an inventor/historian from Chapel Hill who was named after Benjamin Franklin(old).
I don't know what I'm going to do. I really really want to talk but alas, there's no one to talk to. And anyway, they'd probably be bored by my stories. I'll just watch Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon and play with the teaser puzzle Franklin ( haha... You assumed the old guy was "Benjamin" didn't you?) gave us. Good times, good times.
Friday, December 06, 2002
Who am I? I was looking at a "You Know You are Greek If-" thing. It's kinda sad. I'm soo not greek. Neither is my family either. My Father's mother was the greek one. That's why I'm orthodox. With her died the only greek part of my family. They aren't greek and neither was my neighborhood. And I'm blonde darnit! I'm BLONDE. I walk into church and little old ladies do a double-take. I had a year of Greek School. That's it. I can't even form a sentance. I can stumble through reading it. I can't understand what it says at all. I can get the drift when two people are talking tho, very vaguely. I want to see a greek wedding. I haven't even seen the Movie, much less an actual event. I love the church, but it would be so much easier to know the people if I didn't hate their children so much. Oh my... I really shouldn't start on my Sunday class... The poor Presbyteria.I think this all stems out of the fact that I feel guilty because I haven't been to church or paraklisis or anything in two weeks and I really really want to see that movie. I need a greek friend. It's the only chance at culture I have. Maybe if I seem more greek to myself I'll feel less ashamed of the odd greek shadow-accent I have in french. It really destroys any speaking confidance I have in that class.
I don't like lying. I'm not bad at it really. But something inside me hates to see facts wrong or swept under the carpet. I hate it when not everyoneknows everything that's going on. I won't say things about other people, because that's not my life. In fact I try not to drag others into things as much as possible and keep things simple. but maybe that's why I usually tell people things I wish I hadn't. Even little things, when I know they will be blown out of proportion, I still tell people because it's a part of my life, and it seems incomplete not to say everything. I hate having the the facts misconstrued as well. I guess I'm an information advocate.
Thursday, December 05, 2002
http://www.worldlingo.com/wl/TranslateI love it!
Vous avez-vous jamais pensé étiez-vous suivis? Janice sait. Les personnes pense elle est paranoïde, mais elle sait qu'elle est simplement perceptive.
I don't love it.
Tuesday, December 03, 2002
Well I finally submitted my UC application. Quite a bit of trouble for just one school. Many many many thanks to those who helped. Particularly at 11:59 PM. Ah, I live on the edge. But really, I almost died when my internet gave out. Hm... I just told the story backwards. Well anyone who really wants to know can ask. If I don't post a long, dramatic, drawn-out (notice the dash...) sequence of events later one. Perhaps I will. I'm just not in the mood right now. Right now I'm listening to Frank Sinatra. And Ella Fitzgerald. And a bunch of the rest of the Rat Pack. Why do people in DHS not dance properly? Instead they bounce around like chickens on cocaine and rub against eachother like itchy cattle. Ciaociao.Monday, December 02, 2002
I'm going to join everyone and sayHAPPY BIRTHDAY FATIMA!!!!!!!!!!!
"Na Zizis Fatima,
Ke r'onia po la,
Megali na ginis,
Me aspra mal'a,
Pandu na skorpizis,
Ti gn'osis to fos,
K'e oli na l'ene,
na mia sofi!"
I'm so proud of myself. I found out how to conjugate that for the Female equivalant. That's the greek birthday song. phonteically. So yeah. Happy 17 years Fammmmmaaa!