4.25.2003
well, today was interesting. i came to school, sat through an agonizing hour of history with the infamous Kimberly Roberts, and then snored my way through the cult-like proceedings of the national honors society, only to make a 180-turn into a world of debates and arguing, dramatic interpretations, duo readings, extemporaneous/impromptu speeches and much much more! ...a heavenly atmosphere full of cross examinations and witty banter that could make even the toughest crowd sigh with a long-awaited sigh of relief. First there were dogs...then performing sisters, and giraffes?...only to be topped off by bill crosby himself...(or at least one hell of an interpretation) and then there were heated discussions as to whether or not the US should continue imposing economic sanctions apon the middle east and africa.
t'was honestly amazing.
there was one boy, however, that completely stood out. (yes, bradley and i came to the mutual agreement that he was, in fact, gay, but HEY, the kiddo could out-talk anyone i've ever known.) He could probably say about 1,000 words a minute, no joke...and his smart-assiness on the cross Xs, was unbelievable. he spoke so fast that i was literally 5 seconds behind him throughout his opening speeches/rebuttals, so forth. ...it was "panic-attack quality."
need a better description? think of yun gee. think of yun gee speaking fervently of either music or politics. think of mrs. roberts acting as if she understands what is going on. think of yun gee explaining to her all the reasons for which she is wrong, but speed that process up about 15 more times, and VOILA! ..you have this dude.
i just had to turn to bradley after we got done timing it, and say that if he and yun gee were both in the same room fighting over something they both felt strongly about, the speed of the conversation could be heart-attack-worthy.
anyways...enough of that. if you want to hear more detailed descriptions of the interesting dramatic interps, then ask me at school. explaining them on the net does them no justice, and completely degrades their adroit humor.
anyways, not much more went on today...except i heard for the first time the story of my father (and yes! HE told me the story - meaning he told an entire story sans any drift-offs into chemistry land!) and his 2 years of extemporaneous speaking. (i never woulda guessed!) he informed me of his laziness and procrastination with the imperative preparation, how he could not find ANY articles pertaining to the speech topic he was given, and nevertheless had to get up in front of everyone and bullshit a 6-minute long speech. (lol...which consisted of faux statistics and professors who wrote journalistic reviews at randomly chosen colleges throughout the U.S.)
i honestly admit i got a great laugh from his entertaining story.
anyways, sara and chris just got in a fight.
...wait, is this where i'm surprised?
yeah...okay...right... "OH My GooDneSS!, ReALLy??"
...how was that?
-back to the subject-
mother is furiously cleaning again. my logical guess? she feels as if sara will never get married and all her efforts for the wedding have gone to waste.
sara's newest threat? ...she is transferring to LSU and living with stephanie.
my response?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HA HAHA
...okay. now that thats out, this blog will resume to its normal programming.
mais, just one more thing must be said before i leave. if you are a hypocritical, 2-faced, or gossip-frenzied little female, stay away from me. i dont gossip.
(just loudly rant to any warm body who happens to be in the vicinity.)
:D
...and neither should you. for the people who see the real you, are the ones whom you must spend an extended time with. and the ones who fall prey to your mask? ...yes, my child. they will be leaving VERY shortly, and i wish you would have taken into consideration the lack of trusting friends you will possess after they leave. the case i'm referring to is not one that i will freely speak of, due to the inconsistency of the known audience...but i will say, that the way you have treated one of my close friends this time is beyond what any reparations can even attempt to console. You have stepped the boundary many times, each of which we forgave you, and had forgotten quite promptly. (sans a few of the funny ones, of course) anyways, in conclusion, all i have to say is this:
i honestly think that this time your blatantly spoken words have sunken you into a hole deeper than you could have ever imagined. Try thinking before speaking next time. (a virtue greatly cherished by the beholder.)
...a virtue i have yet to master.
~iM OuT~
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