12:53pm 06/08/2005
 
mood: amused
music: coffee-maker (not mine)
New journal for The Girl Formerly Known As [info]renee6612, having grown tired of having four digits after my name.

I hereby smash this ceremonial bottle of cyber-champagne over the prow of the HMS [info]quaere. Long may she sail the cyber seas, &c. &c.

Am in the very slow process of transferring things over, since I don't quite know what I'm doing. I'll get there eventually :D But from now on, that's the journal to have friended, and that's where all the posting will be.


ETA: yes, this means I'm home :)		  
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hello, I must be going . . .   
08:51am 17/07/2005
 
mood: calm
music: Ing - The Roches
CTY starts today. Will be departing as soon as everything I need is out of the dryer. See y'all on August 5th . . .		  
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01:03pm 16/07/2005
 
mood: sad
music: Ask For Answers - Placebo
Vermont has its first death penalty conviction since 1957.

I feel sick.		  
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look!   
11:07pm 15/07/2005
 
mood: MIT test subject
music: All La Glory - The Band
Take the MIT Weblog Survey

And it didn't involve growing mold on an old sandwich in my backpack, either. How cool is that?		  
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today   
04:54pm 15/07/2005
 
mood: amused
music: Cry For A Shadow - The Beatles
Orthodontist appointment, to have my permanent retainer removed. (Hahaha! Not so permanent now, are you? I ownz0r you, weak and powerless orthodontic device!)

My project for today, while I'm home, is to clean up the lockerful of school supplies strewn around my room - which basically means going through all my binders and deciding which notes from [info]awsmpossum are worth saving and which should be burned before my parents see them. It has, however, yielded a few gems, such as this:

The Indian History Reading Assignment Drinking Game
(disclaimer for my teacher: alcohol is bad. no, really.)
( Mention of Gandhi - 1 shot . . .  )

Oh, yeah. Those were the days. ;D (Coming next year: Development-of-Western-Civilization-opoly!)		  
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back from TY   
04:54pm 15/07/2005
 
mood: barely conscious
music: Ani V'atah
In the past month, I've shared a room with 13 strangers and become best friends with most of them. I've met [info]sandee297 and found her just as awesome in real life as she is online. I've helped raise money for Darfur and written letters to my senators. I've backpacked 20 miles along the Appalachian Trail, made pita, hummus, and rugelach over an open campfire, and learned how to remove ticks from the ass of someone that you really hate without doing any damage to him or the tick. I've increased my Hebrew vocabulary by about 500%. I've meditated. I've fallen in and out of love with people, things, and the world. I've sung in the shower. I've stayed awake until 5:15 AM and woken up again at 6 to fly home. And I am incredibly glad to be there now . . .

. . . albeit for two days. ::facepalm::		  
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another going-away post   
07:55am 20/06/2005
  Leavin' on a jet plane - do know when I'll be back again, and it's not for a while. (My apologies for any as-yet unanswered posts!) If anything momentous and life-changing happens, please let me know . . . miss you all!  
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oh, and gacked from [info]awsmpossum:   
03:31pm 18/06/2005
 
mood: amused
music: something by David Bowie
What would you do if you found me sleeping on your couch?
(copy this and paste into your journal after answering)		  
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five things   
03:20pm 18/06/2005
 
mood: the good kind of busy
music: The Simpsons
1) MY SCIENCE TEACHER LOST 80 COMPLETED STUDENT FINALS OMG. He left them on his desk, and forgot to take them home, and he came in the next day and They Were All Gone, including mine. He thinks someone stole them. Still not sure whether I'll have to retake the exam, or when . . .

2) New backpack, for backpacking trip this summer. So many zippered compartments. ::happy sigh::

3) Young Judaea election results: I'm Administrative Vice President, in charge of membership, fundraising, and keeping our club bureaucratic. Overall - next year's mazkirut are going to be amazing, amazing, amazing.

4) Graduation yesterday, which means I'm now officially a sophomore. ("Sophomore" comes from the Greek words meaning "wise fool". How painfully apt.)

5) Right now: packing, packing, packing:
June 20 - July 14: Camp Tel Yehudah - a Young Judeaea camp
July 16 - August 5: CTY! I'm taking "Crafting The Essay" this year. ("A summer class?!" moans [info]awsmpossum. Yes. BUT - it's CTY. So it will rock.)
August 6 - August 14: visiting grandparents in Nova Scotia
September 1: school starts		  
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zzzzz   
04:44pm 13/06/2005
 
mood: sleepy
music: The Breakfast Club
Have just lost an entire post, because Firefox is homicidal today. Will attempt to recap.

Yesterday: Young Judaea elections all afternoon, Confirmation all evening. I am the new Administrative Vice President of Vermont YJ, and a real authentic genuine Reform Jew, and pretty darn proud.

Today: two finals finished. One project and two papers to do for tomorrow. Then - sleep!

But! The temperature is gradually inching its way down from Armageddon to just Hellish. So things are absolutely getting better :D		  
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ahahahaha!   
09:58am 11/06/2005
 
mood: slowly melting
music: Niwhai - Finn Brothers
Yesterday's temperature in the cafeteria's walk-in freezer: 28 degrees F
Yesterday's temperature in the lounge-ish area for students and teachers in Chittenden house: 65 degrees F
Yesterday's temperature in the classrooms: 80-87 degrees F (depending on proximity to an air-conditioned room with the door open)
Yesterday's temperature outside: 93 degrees F (high)

BUT! Yesterday was my last day of classes as a freshman! Exams are next week, Monday through Thursday, and then I'm free . . . to go off to camp . . . which won't have air conditioning either . . . ::dies::

My school has a policy that any seniors with an A average in a class, don't have to take that class's final exam. So since most of the seniors that I know are brilliant and studious and therefore not coming back for exam week, there were a lot of tearful goodbyes yesterday as well, and uttering of phrases such as "This is the first day of the rest of your life - well, tomorrow is, anyway" and "Write to me! I want to hear if college dorms smell as bad as my older sister says they do!" Ah, graduation.

This weekend: studying studying studying, end-of-year party, elections for Young Judaea, and more studying . . .		  
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05:33pm 07/06/2005
 
mood: happy to be home!
music: kettle boiling
Flight from Missouri to Washington, D.C. went fine; flight from D.C. to Vermont got cancelled; spent 18 hours trapped in the nation's capitol and finally made it back (forcing me to miss an extra day of school.) OHGOD SO GLAD TO BE HOME.

That said . . . 3 best things that happened during the bar mitzvah festivities:
1) I got to sit with the little ones during Friday night dinner, and we thumb-wrestled and held Quiet Contests and drew all over the (paper) table covering in crayon.

2) The party on Saturday was interrupted by a tornado warning, and we had to spend 45 minutes down in the basement (great time for a false alarm, NOAA . . . )

3) A table caught fire. And I had absolutely nothing to do with it.

Yeah. I love my family :D		  
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07:03am 03/06/2005
  Speedy going-away post - I'm jetting off to Missouri to go to a cousin's Bar Mitzvah (that and study for finals - eep!) So, probably won't be posting much until I get back Monday, at which point I'll have miraculously turned a year older . . . :D  
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My name is The Sophomore, queen of queens! Look on my schedule, ye mighty, and despair!   
09:32pm 28/05/2005
 
mood: triumphant
music: Wallace and Grommit in the background
New schedules yesterday, to rectify a few major mistakes in the original master schedule (like Band being scheduled at a time when no frosh could take it, and 11 science classes in one block when there are only 7 labs.) Mine? Very, very nice. I just have to move one class, and then I'll be able to pick up either Creative Writing or Major Brit Lit next year - !

Went over to Robyn's, frolicked madly in the backyard, watched The Great Mouse Detective, a Disney movie from back when Disney knew how to make movies.

Got home from school to find out that I got accepted into Vermont Youth Sinfonia on clarinet, and my little brother passed his audition for his middle school's Wind Ensemble on bells, and my piano teacher sent me a very nice card from the Van Cliburn Competition (listening, not performing, but still!)

So I guess you could say 'twas an awesome day :D		  
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03:58pm 25/05/2005
 
mood: sleepy
music: I've Seen All Good People - Yes
I love this song. My dad used to hum it when he was teaching me to play chess, and now it gets stuck in my head whenever I see a chessboard. Move me on to any black square; use me any time you want. Just remember that our goal is for us all to capture only one . . .

If you don't listen to Yes (or prog rock, or anything from the 70s), pick up a copy of The Yes Album. It will make your eardrums jump for joy.

Model UN resolution passed, 12 to 3. And now I'm home and properly denim-clad again, and I have my progress report and all is well in the world of academia at the moment.


In other news: Oscar Wilde and William Shakespeare have always been my heroes. And now they are also five inches tall and plastic . . .		  
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::collapses::   
04:13pm 24/05/2005
 
mood: confused
music: something by David Bowie
Five things about my audition yesterday:
1. I really, really, really hate it when I have to play standing up.
2. When I'm nervous, I Stop Breathing. I'm getting better about it, but it is an inconvenience when trying to produce relatively decent clarinettish sounds.
3. For some reason, I really enjoy sightreading in 6/8 time.
4. My solo went well.
5. My scale went better.
6. I find out how I did by the end of the week . . .

Yes. So today was the first day of Model U.N. Our instruction sheet read (in part) as follows:
Males: wear tie and button-down shirt. Females: wear appropriate attire. Which for me ended up being a red silk blouse, black jeans, and a tie with the Union Jack on it. But hey, it all went uphill from there! And I'm presenting my resolution tomorrow ("Supporting the Global Polio Eradication Initiative in Nigeria", Pakistan/UNICEF).

And my inbox is filled with six-week-old unread e-mails with "HELP!!!!" in the subject line. ::rolls up sleeves and dives in::		  
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obligatory return of the sith post (no spoilers)   
09:54pm 21/05/2005
 
mood: satisfied
When I was going-on-seven, the original Star Wars trilogy was re-released in theaters. At the time I was too young to see anything rated PG-13 and a lot of things rated PG, but my father (the original sci-fi geek) sat me down and explained that these were Special Circumstances, and a Once-In-A-Lifetime Opportunity. The films were released on consecutive Fridays, so for three weeks he would pick me up from Hebrew School on Sunday and take me to see another Star Wars movie.

I'd never seen anything like it before. For starters, it wasn't Disney. There was no singing, and no animation, and huge crowds of people dressed up as Wookies at the theater entrance. There were also lightsabers and spaceships and Yoda and grown-ups falling in love, and I fell in love with the whole thing. I spent the better part of three years watching them obsessively, reading the books, dreaming of the day when I would wake up and find myself a Jedi.

This afternoon I went to the movie theater to see a Star Wars movie for the last time. I've never been a big fan of the newer Star Wars films; I'd seen enough action shots and duels and CGI creatures and almost wished that the series had died a lot sooner.

It would be dishonest of me to say that this movie changed my mind about that. But it did give me an excuse to go home and pop Episode IV: A New Hope into the VCR and remember what I loved about Star Wars in the first place.		  
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in which quiet genderqueer child's mind is blown   
01:41pm 18/05/2005
 
mood: statistics are cool!
music: Is It Like Today - World Party
According to Lynn Conway, in a school of 20,000 there will be 4-8 transsexual students, 60 who are seriously questioning their gender, 200 who are gender-variant in appearance, and 400 who crossdress (usually in private).

That's pretty damn amazing :D		  
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03:52pm 16/05/2005
 
mood: anxious
music: Moonage Daydream - David Bowie
Audition. Monday the 23rd. 6:10 PM.

::DIES::		  
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from the girl who (almost) never memes . . .   
02:04pm 15/05/2005
 
mood: calm
music: something by the Velvet Underground
. . . a meme. 'Cos [info]kenovay said so :)

1. Total number of books I've owned:
I don't like this question ::whines:: In my room right now, more than 300, in heaps and stacks and piles and precariously-teetering arrangements, overwhelming the furniture, strewn across the floor, and I think there may be a few that are actually on shelves. Some of my old ones have gone to parents and brother; some are on loan to the fabulous Jen; some are part of the library now.

Erm. In numbers? Lots and lots and lots. I think John Nash actually invented a number that large once. But it's classified by the government.

2. The last book I bought:
A People's History of the United States, by Howard Zinn, at my local mad-leftist-hippie store. It's living in the garage until I can get it to stop smelling like patchouli long enough to read it :P

3. The last book I read:
Marvel 1602, by Neil Gaiman. Not Sandman, and not a meaningless superhero comic. It was Good, and when subversively devoured during Model U.N. became even Better . . . :D

4. Five books that mean a lot to me:
1. The Chronicles of Narnia. (They're seven, but for the purposes of proper meme-age I'm counting them as a unit.) I haven't read them in far too long, but they're the first book that I can tell you exactly when and where I got them (a boxed set, from my gramma, for my seventh birthday) and when I read them (a chapter aloud each night with my parents), and they're the first thing that ever made me cry when I reached the end.
2. Matilda and James and the Giant Peach, because of elementary-school escapism.
3. Smoke and Mirrors, because it did fun swirly bendy things with my imagination and showed me just how much I really want to be a writer, and because during three weeks at CTY my entire hall read it and everyone agreed it was the Best Book Ever.
4. Rubyfruit Jungle. As a book it's okay . . . but I remember buying it and carrying it around Virginia the whole time I was there last spring, and how proud I was to have reached the stage where I could walk down the street holding a book about lesbians without worrying what people might think, and how there's no way I'm going back to being the neurotic little kid I was before that.
5. Maus and Sandman because they stopped making me be so much of a literary snob. It's okay to read comics! Graphic novels are wonderful and thought-provoking and dark and charming and everything that books are and sometimes more! Yay! It took me so painfully long to appreciate that, and it opened up my mind so much.

5. 5 people you're passing this to:
::closes eyes and jabs finger at userinfo::

[info]converse_star74, [info]bloodslash, [info]sea_of_tethys, [info]juniormintz. And you. :)



Now, to work on VYO audition . . . ::squirms::		  
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