Soooooooo i didnt see the rest of your response because it didnt all show up in the little blue bubble..if that makes sense... but basically I'm reading it on my own grrrr
Tamiscal=independent study=you teach yourself half the time
welll i dont even remember what i said so oh well… but have fun reading macbeth=shakespeare=awesome meh meh meh! :)
have a fifty percent chance of getting a hundred percent
a hundred percent chance of getting fifty percent?
i honestly don’t which is better… but when taking tests with a matching section, and i have it all filled out except two last answers that could go either way, i often will put the same letter answer for both of them, guaranteeing i get one right (100% chance of getting 50%) but sometimes when i’m feeling lucky i will act on a whim and guess (50% chance of getting 100%), however, this usually is not met with success.
so in conclusion, to be safe: go with the 100% chance of 50%
a lot of people claim to “hate” glee, and i can see why. every thing is over exaggerated and blown out of proportion. however, i guess that’s why i like it. even though it is unrealistic and cheesy and obnoxious, it really covers everything a high schooler could possibly be dealing with.
in regards to tonight’s episode, i’m just in love with santana’s character. it’s so entertaining to watch, and i’m just waiting for her and brittany to get together already! i love that the show is not only including the gay man relationship with kurt and blane (and by the way: je suis tombe en amour avec daren cris!) but also addressing the topic of female homosexuality, because i do believe that it is rarely looked upon compared to attention given to gay men. men receive so much more pressure to be straight and so much more humiliation for being gay than lesbians do, nevertheless, unannounced lesbians (like santana) still have to deal with all of the same stress and mess as their male counterparts. so three cheers for lesbian santana (or as brittany puts it, “lebanese”), and any and all other girls or guys experiencing the same, though perhaps less exaggerated, feelings.
1) everything is happening for a reason, there’s something more out there, our experiences are leading all of us to a common goal, there IS a meaning of life, yada yada yada…
2) this is it! right here, this life is all you’ve got so live it while it lasts, because that’s that! we are who we are, what happens happens… pretty self explanatory.
for some reason, i far prefer choice nombre deux (2). it makes everything around me seem more real and makes me feel alive. to sum up my beliefs, i share a wonderful poem that my 94 year old neighbor’s deceased husband wrote titled “this is it”:
WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
right now, i would say southern france because i just went to paris over my spring break and i loved speaking the language and eating the food, but the layout/function of the city was not entirely to my liking.
easter sunday at the unitarian universalist congregation of marin (UUCM) is one of my favorite traditions of the year. we participate in what has been nicknamed the “flower communion.” it’s really quite simple, everyone picks a flower from his or her yard and brings it in sunday morning. all of the flowers are then arranged in baskets in the front of the worship hall, and the service continues with songs and readings and a sermon from the minister. then, at the end of the service, the baskets are passed around and everyone chooses one flower to take home.
i’m not entirely sure how to explain the satisfying beauty of this tradition, or the lovely sense of community, but ever sense i was little, the flower communion has been the wonderful connotation of the holiday that is easter.
rather than celebrating easter as the day that some man died as a savior because we are all sinners, we (UUCM) take this day of the year to remind ourselves that in this crazy day and age life really can be beautiful, which is why i love unitarian universalism.
today i came home with a delicate yellow flower. it’s now in a vase beside my bed. it’s sunny brightness taunts me and reminds me how close we are to summer, yet at the same time, not, because of the immense work load teachers tend to pile on second semester, realizing that they have not come close to covering the required curriculum- anyway, not the point. the flowers were beautiful and it was so hopeful for me to see all of the adorable children smiling and so happy with something as simple and natural as a daisy or daffodil.
alright, this being the beginning of my first-ever blog, i wish to make a few things clear regarding my posts:
my goal is to abstain from the use of any swear words, because i do believe that they make an appearance in my language far too often. this will force me to (hopefully) learn to express my anger/frustration in a more colorful, more specific, and more appropriate way.
in my head, i imagine my blogging to be for the sole purpose of my sanity. i really don’t know what to expect, but this will be an outlet for me to vent my thoughts, and while at sometimes they may be hard to follow i hope they do not become dull.
i am a very opinionated person, and i presume that future posts will reveal this fact about myself. however, i need to stress the point that while i may be strongly against a certain opinion, this does NOT mean that i dislike everyone who holds this opinion.
my username is “mythoughtsdance” because this blog will be a playground for my thoughts. i chose the verb “dance” because i am a ballerina, and dance is a graceful, ever-progressing kind of movement.
as already noticeable, i rarely capitalize any letters… i’m not sure why, but i do apologize to any potential follower who may be a grammar fanatic.