First off, I have my first AP Exam on Monday. At twelve noon. This is why I haven't been around (but right now I'm taking a break so that I may type to my heart's content.)
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So, I shall get back to my studies, and eventually I'll come back to Livejournal to whine about how hard my tests were and how I should of studied harder.

Later~!

EDIT: Ok, I just got Time and I'm literally laughing out loud at two things:
1) "New study says conservatives fail to realize that Stephen Colbert is moking them."
Makes me wonder if I could actually watch The Colbert Report with my uber-republican cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.

2) Time asks famous people to write about who's the most influential person of the year. One guy up for influential-ness : moot, creator of 4chan. Author of the article: Rick Astley.

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 Just want to say I'm sorry~

I'm on Spring Break right now, full of visiting relatives and college visits, and I haven't had much time to post. I've also had drawing taking up a lot of my time as well.

I'll make some journal entries soon - especially after break - and by then I'll be back :P

Just sayin'

 SOB

SOB

SOB (spoilerific link D:)

HOUSEEEE. FOX. AUGH.



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Sorry. Stupid episodes make me annoyed and sad :(

First of all, I feel kind of weird and tingly. My mom has renewed hope in a potential visit to Japan--with my cousin. It'd be brilliant. I really do love him and enjoy his company, and he's just someone I connect with. A dear friend. Even in our differences we find the most HILARIOUS things to talk about. And, hey, if I can play with his tablet P.C. I'll be his friend for life~

Secondly, it's my first official college visit tomorrow. I'm not nervous or anything, far from it, but just a little scared of how life just kind of zooms by. Nothing lasts forever.

And thirdly, my dad is home! He was only on a quick business trip, but we got to sit down and enjoy a nice, juicy episode of Top Gear (yay for new episodes!) and laugh our butts off.

Just generally happy. It's the end of the quarter, I have no homework, and a full 3-day weekend ahead of me. And next weekend I get to go visit my family! I miss them so much, even though they're a bit... strange. And I love the wide-open space.

And maybe I can get some dirt on an ATV. POWERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Would anyone have any problems with me using my journal for posting recapies as well as my day-to-day posts?

Is it a good idea?

I love to cook, and I do want to start posting my recipes and food onto here, though I'd like to see if anyone is interested (though I'd probably do it either way~)

Meme tiem!

( So I am not spamming your f-list... )

I have just fallen into this amazingly deep England-Deprived depression.

I'm getting over it, but I feel a sting in my heart

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I guess one of the worst things about being the kid who grew up in three different countries is that I have no country to call home. I never say the pledge of allegiance because America isn't the only country I hold an allegiance to. I dream of attending McGill University in Montreal, close to my old home, but feel immediately depressed that I would have to leave Washington D.C. behind. I want to just fly away to England forever but I know that I will miss America and Canada dearly.

It's almost if I'm confused- it's not that I have no place to call home, it's that I have too many places to call home. I adore the politics and intellectualism of D.C., the cold weather and relaxed demeanor of Canada, the humour, accents, and dear old streets of England. Sometimes I dream that I could smash all the spheres of my world into one, but I know that would be just as horrible as not living in any of them.

I truly want to go back to England for at least a half a year. Just live there. Gain my accent back, become part of the community instead an observer of it, find those with the same childhood that I have with Robot Wars and Wallace and Gromit. Be English again, for once in my life.

I think the real fear, though, is that I've forgotten so much about where I came from. I know that things have changed, that my life there will not even remotely resemble the one I had before. But I believe that that British feeling will be there, and maybe I'll find it when I'm walking down the street, looking through every window to every store.

Maybe, someday, when I settle down, I'll find my own home. I'll create one.

But for now, my heart remains broken. Indeed, 'home is where the heart is'.




... I really need a sad/depressed avatar...

Proof that my principal is amazing. (Name replaced with Dr. D. Which some kids call him. And I'm too lazy to type out his name 10 times)

Me: Dr. D vs. Obama. Go.
Rest of the table: Hmm...
Rebecca: They would fight, and it would be epic. But then Optimus Prime would come and break it up and tell them both to not fight each other but the Deceptacons!
Us: *looooool*
Rebecca: We should tell him when he comes around!

[Back note: Our principal walks around regularly each lunch period to talk with the students and to see how the school is doing. Another reason why he's amazing]

Dr. D: *walks past*
Rebecca: DR. D~!
Dr. D: *walks back*
Rebecca: We were just talking about you!
Dr. D: Really?
Rebecca: Yeah! We were talking about a battle between you and Obama, and how if that happend Optimus Prime would come and break it up so you two could fight the Deceptacons!
Dr. D: Oh yeah? Well, Obama wouldn't have a chance anyways! And you know why Optimus Prime came? He wanted to se ME! Yeah!
Us: *LOOOOOOOOOOL*

Oh, and I forgot. Dr. D has an Irish accent. Which makes him that much cooler.

Augh, I'm going to miss him so much when I go to college Q_______Q

Lemmie say this.

I am not DEAD, just busy.

I will post sometime soon, maybe today. I have things to write about but I need some stuff done, and I'm not feeling all that great either.

To my life~!

My friend anthraxpretzels posted this in her journal:

"Heaven
Hell

Is that all that religion itself can be boiled down to? "

And I'm just sad to say that people are boiling it down to that level.

And this is more than my religious self speaking - I really think it's just so sad to see such rich religions, providing us with moral compasses and connections to our pasts, are being diluted.

No, you cannot boil it down to just Heaven and Hell. It comes down to traditions and community, art and song, pensive reflection and political activism, benevolence and charity, love and comprehension.

Religion is made for us to only not fear the great beyond, but to help others along the way, and thereby helping ourselves.

;)