Thursday, May 28, 2009

~A Countess Below Stairs~

-by Eva Ibbotson

I woke up at 9:45 this morning (I heart summer), and got up to read.

I got hungry around lunchtime and brought my book downstairs with me (I can multi-task).

The nicest spot to read, in my opinion, is my room. So I went back up and laid on my unmade bed.

From there, I switched to: at my desk, then back onto my bed, to end up finally on the ground with my throw pillow under my chin.

Is it not nice to spend 6 hours on a book you thoroughly enjoy?

Although I must say it is quite tiring. After that sort of book, I like to lay around and just think.

Think about:
A Countess Below Stairs - main character = Anna
The Star of Kazan (also by Eva Ibbotson) - main character = Annika

But what is in a name? ;)

Just my crazy thinking:
Both stories are about a young girl in high society
Both stories are about this girl who has to work in her troubled times, even though it is not accepted.
Both stories include a "him".
But, both stories are also magnificent and unique, in spite of the similarities.

In The Star of Kazan, a little more attention is paid on the work, while in A Countess Below Stairs, a lot more attention is put into the "him".

Although, I did not get to lay around and think about these things... I was swinging a golf club at practice while thinking about these things...

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Late Nights and Early Mornings

I am so very sorry. I am such a terrible person.

I was looking through my list of posts out of curiosity and saw that my last book was over a month ago.

The truth is that I am in between more than just three books at the moment. There are several that are not on my reading to-do list.

I'm trying to stay with one book right now and finish the others one at a time, but it is so very difficult to stay away from a book that you have already started!

Problem: Too many books at one time

Solution: Stay up late and finish those darn books! (though I really do love them)

Thursday, May 21, 2009

More coming I promise

It's the last day of school and I just wanted to say that I will be picking up on posting. Since finals are here, we have to do this crazy thing for them. Have you ever heard of it? Oh, it's called studying. Crazy, right?

Well, that means I hardly have any time to do much at all. But happy happy happy! The last day of school has come, and that means no more studying!

On another note:

Just wanted to thank Noel, and Marie for choosing Midsummer's Night Dream for our "camp".

There were five minutes left on the clock. The girl was rushing to finish her English II Semester II exam. She glanced at her answer sheet. There was no way she would be able to finish reading the excerpt and answer all the questions. But, hey, look at this! The excerpt was taken from Shakespeare's play Midsummer's Night Dream. She scanned it to see what part from the play it was. Goodie! Oh Thisbe and Pyrimas, forever thanks to you too!

Sunday, May 17, 2009


One of the many reasons I wish I could go back to being home-schooled... I am not so desperately waiting for the end of the school year.

See, when ya get home-schooled, you can make it last as long as you like. Focus and get it done by 11 o'clock. Or procrastinate and stay up 'till all hours trying to finish the never-ending Saxon math (ugh).

But witch ever the way, (at least the way in my case) take as many breaks as you need, so long as the work gets done.

Well, the past has fled, and I'm stuck sitting in a classroom with a bunch of swearing idiots (sorry if I offended you), a teacher that just wants his paycheck, and a roller-coaster of grades.

But I say to myself, only...four...more...days.

Ah, yes. But within those four days is something else. The finals that prove how much you did not pay attention in class. Basically, the fate of that year rests in how good those grades are.

The second reason I wish I could go back to the home-schooled way of life... When home-schooled, I was learning to learn, not learning to improve my grades.

I mean, is that not what school is supposed to be? What good is it in the last 5 minutes of the test and you only filled in half the bubbles?

Say you randomly fill in all the correct bubbles. You get an A+ in the class, but yet you did not pay attention in the least.

But who cares? You got an A...

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Musical - Brigadoon

I do not know what Brigadoon is, but since my school is doing it for their spring musical tonight, I decided this was my chance to find out.

Oh, and I am supporting my blogging friend, and my best friend in real-life, Christy, who is in the presentation. I hope to post about it later on, so stay on the edge of your comfy computer seats to find out more. :]

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Piano Recital - L'Arabesque

I am so excited!

My recital is today, and I love the song that I am going to play. I tried to film it, but I was not able to play the whole song because it would take forever to load.

So enjoy the shortened version of L'Arabesque by Johann Freidrich Burgmuller:

Friday, May 8, 2009

Dictionary Days - D for Dab

n. flatfish

Hmm, what was the first thing that popped into my head?

From Finding Nemo, this is Mr. Johanson. The flatfish that the other school fish pick on. If you have never seen the movie, click here to watch the first part of it on youtube.

A dab is a flatfish. Actually, the smallest flatfish there is. They are all light brown, not much orginality on their part. But I love the flatfish for their disguise.

They lay on the sand, and their "lack of orginality" helps them blend in with it. Since it has so many predators, this is a good technique that they use to defend themselves.

Don't you just love him?

Monday, May 4, 2009

Yesterday I Was Flying

It was perfect outside, and since I was eying my red and blue bike all winter long, I decided it was time to ride it once again.

I was speeding down the hill when I saw a bird that was flying at the same speed as me. It was not right next to me, but I was parallel to it. I've always wanted to do that. Because when you ride parallel to a bird that is flying at the same speed you are, it makes you feel like you are flying yourself.

(This is sort of a test-post, because my computer is not posting for me lately.)