Insipid FOOLS!!  I know I've been away from here for a while, but I REALLY need to rant now about the narrow-minded imbiciles that I am currently beeing forced to sit by.  We just got through with these whole POD ethics skits, one of which was about respecting the cirriculum and having a positive attitude about assignments, and two idiots (who shall remain nameless) next to me keep talking about how "gay" our assignment in English is, and how pointless Etymology is (which we have to do for 20 words).  Their whole argument is that "What's the point of learning this, when you can say what you need to say without the risk of someone misunderstanding you."  They say that you can say 'I have a deep passion for the game of baseball' and 'I love baseball' and they mean the same.  Based on that, we shouldn't have to learn anything more than what would give us a basic understanding of the language we speak.  Jackes, all of them.  The point would be to master the english language to counteract the simple-mindedness of the people who currently "speak" it.  The imbiciles don't understand that the english language is under attack, not physically, but the very foundations are being shaken by phrases like, "where you at?" "We did good" and "fo shizzle."  People prefer to use these terms rather than "where are you?" "that went very well" and "absolutely."  They're convinced that this is proper english, when it's just the corruption of the english language as we know it.  They are so convinced that they're martyrs, that they're being forced to do some inhumane thing by sadistic teachers who live to torment them, that they become closed-minded and refuse to listen to any other point of view, which carries over into other aspects of their lives.

Before the WASL we read sample extended response questions from past years, and I was amazed that some were 18-year-olds who hadn't mastered basic sentence structure. I wrote better than that in the third grade!!!  These are the peple that'll run our country one day!  Is anyone else afraid for the future?  I know I am.

Another thing:  their, there, they're, to, two, too, passed, past, your, you're, its, it's, then, and than are all things that they teach us in the second grade, but kids my age and older still don't understand.  Then they say, "we already know how to talk good, you don't need to teach us."  But you DON'T know how to "talk good"!  Get that through your thick skulls!!  RRRRAWWWRR!!!  I'm about to kill someone (again).  Breathe, Liz, breathe. 

Okay.  I think I'm okay now.  I'll leave you with a little grammar ditty courtesy of Strong Bad.  "Ohhhhhhh, if you want to be possessive, then it's just I-T-S, but if it's supposed to be a contraction, then it's I-T-apostrophe-S!  Scalawag.

Liz (from my box)

Well, I'm back from California.  Wait, I didn't say I was going, did I?  Well, I did, and now I'm back.  It was crazy driving through Oregon last night, we had to take a six hour detour (well, it only took that long because stupid drivers get dumber when it snows) because I-5 was closed because of a mudslide or something and both directions were closed off.  We got into Redding around 1-ish and got into Eugene around 11.  It normally takes about half that time.  Stayed at the CRAPPIEST hotel ever in Eugene.  It had about 12 rooms and a "continental breakfast" which was evidently a bag of Wonderbread and a box of Frosted Mini Wheats.  Oh, well.  We got home around 2 today and it's been "Unpack, unpack, unpack!" since then.  That means the vacation is offically over.  As in O - V - E - R over. 

Did some fun stuff on vacation, like we went to In-n-Out Burger TWICE in two days, went to Santa Anita and would have won about 70 bucks had my dad bet $2 to show (come in first, second, or third) on this one long-shot horse that I thought looked good.  I was right, she broke badly and rallied to come in third.  Should've trusted my equine intuition...  Oh, yeah, and we went to the Reagan Library.  Which was pretty cool.

Well, I have a lot of Simming to catch up on, so see ya!

Happy New Year to everyone, I'll tell ya bout Christmas later.  Maybe.  If you're good.

So, I'm back...

I took this phychological age test yesterday, and it says I'm 48.  I don't know whether that's good or bad.  I guess it depends.  My I.Q. is also evidently 142.  I dunno how accurate that is...

It's been kinda weird this week.  Well, and last week.  Y'know, after the whole Cougar thing.  But orchestra's been quite fun.  And Harry Potter came out.  I went to the release on Thursday/Friday at midnight.  It was great.  I went with Ashley and Brandon Forsyth, which was REALLY great.  I was so tired the next day that I packed away around four caffeinated beverages in about eight hours.  I know it's probably "weak" to you, but to my Mormon system, it's a lot.  I regretted it later (like, 4th period later) but it was a little late by then. 

This week we have half days today and tomorrow, and then Thursday and Friday off (duh).  Flippin sweet.  Anyway, I don't really have more to say, except that I'm finally getting the hang of the potters' wheel, I threw (meaning: made) two bowl-thingies today in ceramics.  It was cool.  Can you say "Christmas presents!"?

Peace

Cougar's dead. 

He died Friday morning.

He was the equine equivalent of a saint.

Rest In Peace, my friend.

went to the dentist today.  i had an infection on my lower right wisdom tooth that they had to drain.  almost fainted during the novocaine shot.  they made ABSOLUTELY sure that I couldn't feel anything at all, so the novocaine didn't wear off until around 3:30, and I got out of the office at 11:15...

my wisdom teeth are already coming in, which means they want to take them out.  why do we even have wisdom teeth, anyway?  I mean, most people have them pulled anyway, so why did God even give us wisdom teeth? 

anyway, that whole fun "tooth pulling" thing will probably be done around next thursday-ish...  definately my idea of a fun three-day weekend...

joy.

anyway, I'm now on amoxicillin for the infection.  but on the bright side, my mouth only hurts when I'm awake...

yeah, i was looking through my email inbox online and i found this really old, well, summer old, message from a friend that was replying to an email quiz thingie that i sent him, and i was reading my part and decided to update it a bit...  here goes...

About You

Full Name: Elizabeth Ann Hill

Age: 15

Birthday: March 19, 1990

Place of Birth: Long Beach, CA

Where do you live: Renton, WA

Where have you lived before: Cypress CA, Garden Grove CA, and Renton WA

Zodiac Sign: pisces

Choose the worst: *

Embarrassment
Heartache 
Loneliness *
Anger 
Disappointment



Your Happiness

What makes you laugh the most: things that just happen and then someone (occasionally me) says something funny or sarcastic (situational humor  )

Secret that you secretly want everyone to know : No estoy usando los pantalones!!!  (apenas embromando, lechón)

I'm in english class right now (heehee Engrish) in the computer lab, and I didn't bring my flash drive so I don't have my stuff about Henry Ford and his Anti-Semitic views (IT HAS FORCED ME TO QUESTION EVERYTHING I HOLD DEAR!!--another story).  Where was I?  Oh yeah, cuz I didn't have mah stuff, I drew this picture:

I know, a masterpiece of Renoir proportions...  Sure...

Well, back to "work"...

Sigh, it's that time of the year again... school is starting, the leaves are turning, and there's lots of good sales going on...

So there was this horse show yesterday that I couldn't go to but I really wanted to, cuz Melissa and Kendall and EVERYONE were gonna show, but NO I had to go to church.  Not that I don't love church...

Reading a lot about horses lately, mostly their psychology and personalities, and neuroses and stuff like that that no one else every really spends much time analyzing.  It's actually very interesting and you read it and are like, "Wow, that's really crazy to think of it like that, but, y'know, it makes perfect sense..."  My current read is Jane Smiley's latest book, A Year at the Races.  It's really good if you're interested in horse minds like I am, which many people probably aren't...

Been thinking about my future a lot lately, too.  Wondering what the heck I'm going to do with myeslf after high school.  Mainly, what I'm going to do in college and beyond.  What'll I major in?  Will I have time for a horse, school, AND a job?  Can I really handle all that?  What school would be best?  Can I have a horse at school?  Can I afford a horse as a college student?  It's all stuff that many 15-year-olds haven't even thought about yet, but it's all so daunting that it's hard for me NOT to think of it.  Am I neurotic or what?

I took this quiz online about how old you are mentally, and I'm like, 38.  It's kinda sad, but I guess it's to my advantage, in a weird way.  I mean, how many high school-ers have read all of Jane Austen's major works?  How many seriously think about college as a Sophomore?  How many know of and contemplate marriage for eternity at that age?  That's one major LDS teaching, about being sealed to a spouse in a holy temple for time and all eternity, not "till death do you part."  Completely different from most of the world's view on marriage, many of which only last a few years before divorce, definately not until the end of time...

Random tangent, there, sorry.  It's just been a very serious and meditative time for me, I have no idea why, but it has been.  I've also had some very good dreams about a certain person...  not sick perverted ones, good, clean ones.  Though I'm sure the two things are completely unconnected.

Ugh... ANOTHER FREAKING INJURY!!  Yesterday at practice my knee locked up so I had to sit out and now I have to go to the docter and I REALLY hope there's nothing really wrong cuz that would be another injury to keep me back.  Mark would be so concerned like he was last year about my ankle that he'd pull me out every time he suspected it hurt me...  which isn't a bad thing...  but now I must leave for le docter... crap.

And I would REALLY REALLY love to swear right now, but for the sake of the children...