So, I'm trying out Tumblr for a while instead. This blog will go on hiatus. I might come back, I might not. In the meantime, I'm concentrating my blogging mostly on Tumblr.
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9/2/09
8/20/09
"i shot a man in weeno"
This is sooo cute! And he actually does it pretty well...I can't sing like that. ;)
And obviously, the high point of the song is whenever there's an "r"..."Folsom Pwison", "I shot a man in Weeno", "I know I can't be fwee"...XD
Um, yes, life is good, thank you. I got invited to visit my friend's summer house in the countryside for a couple of days. She says they have spiders and no Internet connection. I think it should be interesting. >.>
Listening to...um, wonderful morning sounds of London, including the garbage truck coming to free us of our trash,
Blue
8/15/09
back in l...ondon
So, I've officially gotten permission from my mother to say where I live, London. That's going to be the closest anybody will ever find out that I live, though. Nothing else! Nothing, I say! Muaahahaha...^.^
So, I'm back. I've been back for a while, but first I was too tired and my knee hurt too much (yes, it even affects my fingers! :P). And then I got sick. It was only one throwing-up, but my stomach hurt for ages after it. :(
Maybe it was that deadly combination of mango pickle...and wasabi peas...and soy milk. Actually, I drank the soy milk to prove to my parents that I didn't like it. I guess I really did prove it, because it was the soy milk that really did me in.
Not that my parents were supportive. Actually, they were mostly trying to get me to throw up more. Queasy people don't read.
Tata: Blue, are you hungry?
Me: I'm not hungry because I'm SICK! And I can't get myself to throw up more!
Tata: Here's some bread with raw liver on it. (Hands me pátê)
Me: BLUUUURGH! You're evil!
Queasy people can start reading again.
Anyway, by the next morning I was fine. I got my revenge on Tata by telling him repeatedly while we were watching "Love and Death" that he looks just like Woody Allen, especially with those glasses. But honestly, it's either that or Tom Lehrer! (If I were him, I'd choose Tom Lehrer...when he was young, obviously! :P)
Anyway, I was well enough in the morning to go to the service. Of course, it turns out that barely anybody was there. Not even the rabbi. So they had this guy who was obviously not trained to be a rabbi go up and lead the service. Now, it is true that Jewish tradition teaches that anybody should be able to go and lead a service just as well as a rabbi. But after this I have learned the ground-breaking fact that not all people should.
Anyway, at the kaddish my mother was talking with this person who was gesturing so wildly with the newspaper she was holding right in my direction. Nice, huh?
Anyway, we had a nice ramen lunch (I LOVE ramen...) And we went to the libraby and I got a really interesting book. The Uglies by Scott Westerfeld. I thought that it would last me 2 days, and then I finished most of it in about 2 hours! That's usually a sign that I like the book...
Well, dinner's ready! Byee!
Listening to "Never Forget You" by the Noisettes (the singer for that band has a really cool Mickey Mouse haircut...),
Blue
So, I'm back. I've been back for a while, but first I was too tired and my knee hurt too much (yes, it even affects my fingers! :P). And then I got sick. It was only one throwing-up, but my stomach hurt for ages after it. :(
Maybe it was that deadly combination of mango pickle...and wasabi peas...and soy milk. Actually, I drank the soy milk to prove to my parents that I didn't like it. I guess I really did prove it, because it was the soy milk that really did me in.
Not that my parents were supportive. Actually, they were mostly trying to get me to throw up more. Queasy people don't read.
Tata: Blue, are you hungry?
Me: I'm not hungry because I'm SICK! And I can't get myself to throw up more!
Tata: Here's some bread with raw liver on it. (Hands me pátê)
Me: BLUUUURGH! You're evil!
Queasy people can start reading again.
Anyway, by the next morning I was fine. I got my revenge on Tata by telling him repeatedly while we were watching "Love and Death" that he looks just like Woody Allen, especially with those glasses. But honestly, it's either that or Tom Lehrer! (If I were him, I'd choose Tom Lehrer...when he was young, obviously! :P)
Anyway, I was well enough in the morning to go to the service. Of course, it turns out that barely anybody was there. Not even the rabbi. So they had this guy who was obviously not trained to be a rabbi go up and lead the service. Now, it is true that Jewish tradition teaches that anybody should be able to go and lead a service just as well as a rabbi. But after this I have learned the ground-breaking fact that not all people should.
Anyway, at the kaddish my mother was talking with this person who was gesturing so wildly with the newspaper she was holding right in my direction. Nice, huh?
Anyway, we had a nice ramen lunch (I LOVE ramen...) And we went to the libraby and I got a really interesting book. The Uglies by Scott Westerfeld. I thought that it would last me 2 days, and then I finished most of it in about 2 hours! That's usually a sign that I like the book...
Well, dinner's ready! Byee!
Listening to "Never Forget You" by the Noisettes (the singer for that band has a really cool Mickey Mouse haircut...),
Blue
8/10/09
ljubljana!
So, I'm in Ljubljana right now. Tomorrow we're leaving for L.
Today we went to Triglav (which used to be the tallest mountain in Yugoslavia but is now, coincidentially, the tallest mountain in Slovenia). We went swimming in this really nice lake. It actually didn't last very long, because right when we started swimming, I reminded everybody of the last time we went there, when Mami got a leech bite. We went back to the beach pretty soon after that. And then it got cloudy and nasty anyway, so we went to this restaurant with the best mushroom soup ever. After that, it was sunny and hot again, so I managed to get everybody to visit the little Savica. It's actually the very beginning of the Sava River, which, if you go to Belgrade, you will find is huge. And very polluted. But this was barely more than a brook, so I made it my goal to wade across and then I could tell everybody that I'd waded across the Sava. :)
Well, anyway, it turns out that the river is ICE COLD at that point. Hehe. Anyway, I remembered this thing where they said that swearing helps when you want to do something like that. So I kept up a constant stream of "shitty shit crap crap f*ckity f*ck jebote bog", and, guess what? I crossed the river! Yippee! :D
When we got back to Ljubljana, we decided to go bike riding. Ljubljana is probably the most bike-friendly city you'll ever find. There are bike lanes on every single street, and they even have a bike-riding test that all people have to take when they're 10 years old. But unfortunately, my bike visit was cut short. I was biking normally when, for no apparent reason, the bike just slips and falls over. It was actually sort of funny, because when most people would be saying "Ow, that hurt," I was just saying "How the hell did that happen?" It wasn't really anything serious, but it was enough to make us cut short our bike ride. *sigh*
You know, that same thing happened the last time I went bike riding in Ljubljana. But then I rode on a piece of candy wrapping while I was turning, so I figured it was that. Now there's no explanation. I think the city must hate me.
Well, tomorrow we're leaving to L. And then, in September, school will start. (Noooooooo...)
Oh, well, at least my parents owe me £25 for my allowance. Even though I'm going to splurge it all on books the moment I get it...because I'm me...;P
Listening to "Sea of Tranquility" by Siouxsie (Not of my own accord. It's the music that's being played for the party.),
Blue
8/3/09
political science
What? You're expecting me to actually talk about politics in this post? No way. I prefer to stay...mysterious about my political preferences. Well, ok, I probably won't stay mysterious. But I'm not going to talk about real politics in this post.
So, anyway! Take a look at this.
I'm guessing you're wondering what the heck is happening in the photo. Well, here is the answer to all your questions:
What Obama is holding is a fly.
Nice, huh? And we were impressed when George W. Bush turned out to be good at dodging.
I wonder who's next for president...
I tried to be like Obama and catch flies while we were eating dinner. I ended up knocking over a glass. Well, at least I won't get the PETA after me...
Listening to "Hey There Delilah" by the Plain White T's (I actually really like that song...yes, I know, Blue actually has some variety in her tastes! O.O),
Blue
So, anyway! Take a look at this.
I'm guessing you're wondering what the heck is happening in the photo. Well, here is the answer to all your questions:
What Obama is holding is a fly.
Nice, huh? And we were impressed when George W. Bush turned out to be good at dodging.
I wonder who's next for president...
I tried to be like Obama and catch flies while we were eating dinner. I ended up knocking over a glass. Well, at least I won't get the PETA after me...
Listening to "Hey There Delilah" by the Plain White T's (I actually really like that song...yes, I know, Blue actually has some variety in her tastes! O.O),
Blue
8/1/09
EPIC WIN!!!
YEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS!!!
SERBIA WON!! WE ARE FIRST IN WATER POLO IN AAAAAAAAAAAAALLL THE WOOOOORLD!!
Ahem.
We won 14-13. First it ended 7-7, so they had to have a penalty shoot-off. Then they got the same as Spain in the penalty shoot-off, so they had to have another one. AND WE WON!!! BY 1 POINT!!!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!!
Oh, and, um, other news. The most important thing that happened today besides that was that when someone said "Sve za đabu", which means everything for free", I thought they said "Sve za žabu", which means everything for frogs. Đ is like a hard j and ž is like the j in French, so it's easy to mishear. But still funny. :)
Listening to cheering all over Belgrade,
Blue
SERBIA WON!! WE ARE FIRST IN WATER POLO IN AAAAAAAAAAAAALLL THE WOOOOORLD!!
Ahem.
We won 14-13. First it ended 7-7, so they had to have a penalty shoot-off. Then they got the same as Spain in the penalty shoot-off, so they had to have another one. AND WE WON!!! BY 1 POINT!!!
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!!
Oh, and, um, other news. The most important thing that happened today besides that was that when someone said "Sve za đabu", which means everything for free", I thought they said "Sve za žabu", which means everything for frogs. Đ is like a hard j and ž is like the j in French, so it's easy to mishear. But still funny. :)
Listening to cheering all over Belgrade,
Blue
7/29/09
life
So, I haven't really blogged about my life in a while...so I'll just show you some important life lessons that I've learned since then:
1. Cats are evil.
We visited these people who have this little cat, Mrvica. (That means "flea", by the way.) So, I was trying to coax it out of under the dining room table. So I was petting it, and Mrvica enjoyed, and then I pulled my hand away, and what does little Mrvica do? Scratch me! And it HURT! Cats are sooo evil. :'(
2. Don't walk around the city in flip-flops.
What can I say? I wanted to break them in, so I wore the flip-flops. By the end of the day my feet were covered in blisters and other annoying injuries.
3. T-shirts with funny phrases are awesome.
Well, ok, I knew this before. But still. I bought 2 t-shirts. One has these cute little faces on them and another says "sushi saved my life". :P
4. Little kids can be annoying as heck. Don't be fooled by their cuteness.
There was this little boy whose parents are friends with my parents. So, since I was the one nearest to his age group (I guess being 8 years older doesn't count as enough separation), obviously I was given the job of looking after him. Even though I'm not really a big fan of spending more than 5 minutes with little kids. (Good thing I never had any younger siblings...)
Anyway, so here's a little snippet of basically what the entire 2 hours I spent him was like. And yes, I did actually say all that.
So, imagine this scene while the boy is playing with toy cars and I'm reading The Cartoon History of the Universe (awesome book, by the way):
Him: "Wouldn't it be nice if I were a prince and you were a princess and I had to save you from horrible monsters?"
Me: "Not for you. I'd kick you in the balls for being a little chauvinist piglet and save myself from horrible monsters, thank you very much."
What can I say? I'm not exactly inspired to censor my thoughts for little kids.
Him: "Can we go outside and play with cars?"
Me: "Don't you ever think about anything besides cars?"
Him: (thinks for a while) "Play with airplanes?"
Me: "I've lost hope for you."
5. Ok, so cats aren't that evil.
At that place there were also these cute little cats, a mother cat and 2 kittens. By the end of the day, I'd gotten the mother cat to allow me to pet her, but the kittens were still afraid of me. It was really funny when I was petting the mom and the kittens were watching us and saying, "She hasn't died yet..."
6. For goodness' sake! Don't go walking around the city in flip-flops!
Ok, so I did it again today. I thought it was going to be a SHORT walk, and then my parents drag me around the city! Well, ok, I should have known better. But still...
Well, that's basically my life as of now!
Listening to "Birdhouse In Your Soul" by They Might Be Giants,
Blue
1. Cats are evil.
We visited these people who have this little cat, Mrvica. (That means "flea", by the way.) So, I was trying to coax it out of under the dining room table. So I was petting it, and Mrvica enjoyed, and then I pulled my hand away, and what does little Mrvica do? Scratch me! And it HURT! Cats are sooo evil. :'(
2. Don't walk around the city in flip-flops.
What can I say? I wanted to break them in, so I wore the flip-flops. By the end of the day my feet were covered in blisters and other annoying injuries.
3. T-shirts with funny phrases are awesome.
Well, ok, I knew this before. But still. I bought 2 t-shirts. One has these cute little faces on them and another says "sushi saved my life". :P
4. Little kids can be annoying as heck. Don't be fooled by their cuteness.
There was this little boy whose parents are friends with my parents. So, since I was the one nearest to his age group (I guess being 8 years older doesn't count as enough separation), obviously I was given the job of looking after him. Even though I'm not really a big fan of spending more than 5 minutes with little kids. (Good thing I never had any younger siblings...)
Anyway, so here's a little snippet of basically what the entire 2 hours I spent him was like. And yes, I did actually say all that.
So, imagine this scene while the boy is playing with toy cars and I'm reading The Cartoon History of the Universe (awesome book, by the way):
Him: "Wouldn't it be nice if I were a prince and you were a princess and I had to save you from horrible monsters?"
Me: "Not for you. I'd kick you in the balls for being a little chauvinist piglet and save myself from horrible monsters, thank you very much."
What can I say? I'm not exactly inspired to censor my thoughts for little kids.
Him: "Can we go outside and play with cars?"
Me: "Don't you ever think about anything besides cars?"
Him: (thinks for a while) "Play with airplanes?"
Me: "I've lost hope for you."
5. Ok, so cats aren't that evil.
At that place there were also these cute little cats, a mother cat and 2 kittens. By the end of the day, I'd gotten the mother cat to allow me to pet her, but the kittens were still afraid of me. It was really funny when I was petting the mom and the kittens were watching us and saying, "She hasn't died yet..."
6. For goodness' sake! Don't go walking around the city in flip-flops!
Ok, so I did it again today. I thought it was going to be a SHORT walk, and then my parents drag me around the city! Well, ok, I should have known better. But still...
Well, that's basically my life as of now!
Listening to "Birdhouse In Your Soul" by They Might Be Giants,
Blue
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