Friday, July 31, 2009
what i'm going to be doing
Okay, I'm going to be out of town with my venture crew all of next week. And I have to work tomorrow for most of the day, so I'm going to not be able to write for a while. I'm going to Palmico Bay (or sound, I can't remember which) for a week long sea kayaking trek. We're technically boy scouts, so that's why we're allowed to do this. The Palmico trek, I mean. Girl Scouts aren't allowed to, for some reason. But my girl scout troop is still able to go to Switzerland, because Girl Scouts have some place there that's a lot cheaper than a hotel. Not exactly sure how they're allowed to do that, but oh well. Well, Girl Scouts are international, so that's probably why they're allowed to have places in Switzerland. And Mexico. And other countries. I think. Oh well. Switzerland should be fun. Especially if we get to go get CHOCOLATE! But I hope we don't go get cheese. I don't like Swiss Cheese. I don't know why. I just don't. Anyway, I have to go. Bye.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Aladdin
Aladdin Junior, our summer camp musical, went really bad for most of the time. But the third show went fairly well, even though it was the ONE time I messed up "A Whole New World" because I didn;t have a page turner, so I really messed up a couple bars because the page wouldn't turn. But, somehow, we survived. I have no idea how we survived, but survive we did. The first show we did, almost none of the main characters could be heard, so on the second and third show, our director managed to get microphones for the people who really needed them. So we did better the second day. But we still sometimes messed up. But that was only to be expected when you had a set of six year old triplets, and one of them is Jasmine. Oh, yeah, we had two Abus-the other two triplets-and one of them ripped part of her pants, right over the butt, and I had a roll of duck tape in my backpack, so I duck taped her pants, and it was like, "Okay, of all the times you are going to do the back and butt show in your lifetime, this should not be one of them." I'm not entirely sure why I had a roll of a duck tape in my backpack, but that's beside the point. I think it was because we were originally going to do the Genie's shackles out of duck tape, and I kept the tape in my backpack in case we had to do repairs or remakes or something. I had already made the shackles, and it ended up that we only used them for one show-the first one.
Where I was over the Weekend
I was in Florida over the weekend for my cousin's wedding. I had a performance the night before, so I got in the day of the wedding, which was kind of like Cinderella- party with friends for a night, and then wake up early and leave town. The wedding was actually really nice-it was short (it was only about half an hour long), sweet (quite a lot of people were crying), and to the point (last wedding I went to had communion for like 200 people). I actually had a job-I was not a bridesmaid, I was the Keeper of the Guest Book-I was basically like, "Hey! Have a program! And sign the Guest Book!" And that was it. But I still got one of those flowers that all the people in the wedding wear. Since there was no room on my dress-it was a halter top-I put it on my duck tape purse. The reception was really nice. The place they had rented had a really nice view over the waters of I-Do-Not-Know-What-Body. I was taking a whole ton of pictures during the dancing. Well, when it was the Bride and Groom and Mom and Dad dancing. Not a lot of people danced otherwise. When it was time for the Throwing of the Flowers, well...guess who got the flowers? Me. The cousin of the bride. The Groom's 14-year-old brother got the garter. It was epic. Really epic. I think both of us were the youngest in the Crowd of People Trying to Catch Flying Objects. I am the youngest of my cousins, but I do not know about the Groom's side. After the wedding we hung out at the house where we were sleeping and then went to bed. The next morning we went to my grandpa's old house and hung out for a while and patched up this inch-wide rathole. Then we went out to eat and then slept at my grandpa's old house. Monday was very boring. We did not really do anything. Tuesday we flew home. And now I am here. :)
back!
Okay, I know I haven't posted in a while. I've kept forgetting and then I got a journal, and that's where I've been doing most of my writing, for all of the last thre days... So somehow, I'm going to do some sort of compromise between the two...
Friday, July 17, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
ookayy...
So I was just reading a blog by a guy knitter, and he had TWO lists of "100 things about me." So, just for the sake of it, I'm going to do a list of "As Many Things About Me As I Can List."
1. I'm a teenager.
2. I like pie.
3. I enjoy sudoku, even though I'm really bad at it.
4. On July 14th, 2009, I completed my first Samurai Sudoku.
5. I knit a lot.
6. I can knit a thousand stitches in an hour. Sometimes.
7. I've never had a boyfriend.
8. I'm a girl.
9. I've used power tools.
10. I'm a black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
11. I've been doing Tae Kwon Do since I was seven.
12. I've played piano since I was six.
13. I really like show tunes.
14. I don't like rap.
15. I don't like my brother's taste in music.
16. I am a swimmer.
17. The most time I have dropped in a swim meet was 10 seconds off my Freestyle time when I was ten.
18. I like almost every kind of ice cream.
19. I don't like ice cream that has nuts in it.
20. If it's food and you put it in front of me, I'll probably eat it, unless it's a guinea pig or fish guts or fish eggs or something.
21. If I had to pick one friend to apologize to, it would be my friend from 5th grade that I had a falling out with.
22. I don't like broccoli.
23. My favorite kind of ice cream would either be Moose Tracks or Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough.
24. I speak elvish.
25. I can write the dwarvish runes.
26. I'm probably the nerdiest girl you're ever going to meet.
27. I've seen all the Star Wars movies except for Episode Three.
28. I was too freaked out by the previews when it came out, and I never got around to it after I got the guts.
29. One of my career choices would probably be a stunt double.
30. My favorite kick in tae kwon do is spider kick.
31. I can flip people over.
32. Even though I do tae kwon do, I'd probably never have the guts to kill anything bigger than a fly.
33. I don't mind picking up worms with my bare hands, though.
34. I don't see why a lot of other girls spend so much time with makeup and stuff.
35. I'd like to consider myself a tomboy, but I know that I'm not.
36. I don't like shopping if it's with my mom.
37. I really don't like clothes shopping, regardless.
38. I like my stash of earrings.
39. I have more than 20 balls of yarn.
40. I used to play soccer.
41. I used to play basketball.
42. I used to play violin.
43. I had to quit soccer because of scheduling conflicts.
44. My basketball team broke up a few years ago.
45. I would have continued with violin, I was just too busy.
46. I like being in the music department.
47. Before last summer, I had never worn a pair of heels.
48. That's not counting the whole Mommy's-Closet-Dress-Up phase.
49. I'm one of the shortest people in my family.
50. I haven't lied so far in this list.
51. However, I have lied to get out of stuff like black belt tests I'm not ready for.
52. I am somewhat intimidated by my brother.
53. I am somewhat intimidated by my mother.
54. I am in no way, shape, or form intimidated by my father.
55. I think that's because my dad never yelled at me when I was a kid.
56. I wear some of my dad's old clothes.
57. I wear some of my granddad's old clothes.
58. I wear some of my brother's old clothes.
59. The first time I willingly wore my mom's old clothes was on ASP, when we needed dirty, ratty jeans.
60. I like to read.
61. Another career choice I would pick would be a writer.
62. Sometimes I wish I had a boyfriend.
63. Most of the time I don't care, though.
64. I'm glad I have no social life.
65. If I did, I wouldn't know what to do with it.
66. I sometimes wonder why people get trashed when their parents are away.
67. That's why I don't.
68. I'm a lifeguard.
69. I flunked my lifeguarding test on my birthday.
70. I'm very glad I went on ASP.
71. I'm very glad I started the blog without my mom's permission.
72. It's kind of empowering, doing something your mom doesn't like.
73. Overall, I think I'm kind of scared of my mom.
74. I don't want my mom to think for me.
75. That's why I write.
76. I keep a journal.
77. I don't like secrets, but sometimes that's the only way to keep anything away from my mom.
78. I don't like it when my mother starts doing the whole "how was your day?" thing.
79. I've been around people all day, can't I have some space? is my reasoning.
80. I wish I could love life as much as other people can.
81. Sometimes I wish I could fit in more.
82. Most times I don't bother.
83. I miss my long hair.
84. I donated to locks of love.
85. I have dyed my hair blue and I have dyed it purple.
86. The dye's washed out now in both cases.
1. I'm a teenager.
2. I like pie.
3. I enjoy sudoku, even though I'm really bad at it.
4. On July 14th, 2009, I completed my first Samurai Sudoku.
5. I knit a lot.
6. I can knit a thousand stitches in an hour. Sometimes.
7. I've never had a boyfriend.
8. I'm a girl.
9. I've used power tools.
10. I'm a black belt in Tae Kwon Do.
11. I've been doing Tae Kwon Do since I was seven.
12. I've played piano since I was six.
13. I really like show tunes.
14. I don't like rap.
15. I don't like my brother's taste in music.
16. I am a swimmer.
17. The most time I have dropped in a swim meet was 10 seconds off my Freestyle time when I was ten.
18. I like almost every kind of ice cream.
19. I don't like ice cream that has nuts in it.
20. If it's food and you put it in front of me, I'll probably eat it, unless it's a guinea pig or fish guts or fish eggs or something.
21. If I had to pick one friend to apologize to, it would be my friend from 5th grade that I had a falling out with.
22. I don't like broccoli.
23. My favorite kind of ice cream would either be Moose Tracks or Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough.
24. I speak elvish.
25. I can write the dwarvish runes.
26. I'm probably the nerdiest girl you're ever going to meet.
27. I've seen all the Star Wars movies except for Episode Three.
28. I was too freaked out by the previews when it came out, and I never got around to it after I got the guts.
29. One of my career choices would probably be a stunt double.
30. My favorite kick in tae kwon do is spider kick.
31. I can flip people over.
32. Even though I do tae kwon do, I'd probably never have the guts to kill anything bigger than a fly.
33. I don't mind picking up worms with my bare hands, though.
34. I don't see why a lot of other girls spend so much time with makeup and stuff.
35. I'd like to consider myself a tomboy, but I know that I'm not.
36. I don't like shopping if it's with my mom.
37. I really don't like clothes shopping, regardless.
38. I like my stash of earrings.
39. I have more than 20 balls of yarn.
40. I used to play soccer.
41. I used to play basketball.
42. I used to play violin.
43. I had to quit soccer because of scheduling conflicts.
44. My basketball team broke up a few years ago.
45. I would have continued with violin, I was just too busy.
46. I like being in the music department.
47. Before last summer, I had never worn a pair of heels.
48. That's not counting the whole Mommy's-Closet-Dress-Up phase.
49. I'm one of the shortest people in my family.
50. I haven't lied so far in this list.
51. However, I have lied to get out of stuff like black belt tests I'm not ready for.
52. I am somewhat intimidated by my brother.
53. I am somewhat intimidated by my mother.
54. I am in no way, shape, or form intimidated by my father.
55. I think that's because my dad never yelled at me when I was a kid.
56. I wear some of my dad's old clothes.
57. I wear some of my granddad's old clothes.
58. I wear some of my brother's old clothes.
59. The first time I willingly wore my mom's old clothes was on ASP, when we needed dirty, ratty jeans.
60. I like to read.
61. Another career choice I would pick would be a writer.
62. Sometimes I wish I had a boyfriend.
63. Most of the time I don't care, though.
64. I'm glad I have no social life.
65. If I did, I wouldn't know what to do with it.
66. I sometimes wonder why people get trashed when their parents are away.
67. That's why I don't.
68. I'm a lifeguard.
69. I flunked my lifeguarding test on my birthday.
70. I'm very glad I went on ASP.
71. I'm very glad I started the blog without my mom's permission.
72. It's kind of empowering, doing something your mom doesn't like.
73. Overall, I think I'm kind of scared of my mom.
74. I don't want my mom to think for me.
75. That's why I write.
76. I keep a journal.
77. I don't like secrets, but sometimes that's the only way to keep anything away from my mom.
78. I don't like it when my mother starts doing the whole "how was your day?" thing.
79. I've been around people all day, can't I have some space? is my reasoning.
80. I wish I could love life as much as other people can.
81. Sometimes I wish I could fit in more.
82. Most times I don't bother.
83. I miss my long hair.
84. I donated to locks of love.
85. I have dyed my hair blue and I have dyed it purple.
86. The dye's washed out now in both cases.
prompt of the day
Take the last line of a favorite poem, and put it as the first line of your own poem-Still I Rise (Maya Angelou.)
Still I rise
But wait, I'm not rising anymore
I died.
The end. I'm not in the best of moods, as you can probably tell. I'm hungry and somewhat tired and not ready for life. AND on Thursday's the Progressive Dinner for Swim Team and we all have assigned dates and the guys have to ask the girls and I still haven't been asked yet. At the swim meet, people said that my date was going to be one of my friends who's kind of a nerd (okay, a lot of a nerd, nerdier than me, even) but I asked him whether he was going and he said that he wasn't. This is kind of irritating. Oh, well. Life is life. I just hope I don't get anyone idiotic, like one of the 13-14's. That would be awkward as well as annoying because I'm not IN the 13-14's anymore. I'm still curious who's supposed to ask me, though, because I know that nobody's going to ask me out anyway, so it would be kind of amusing to see who's supposed to ask me. Last night, at the swim meet, one of the guys went up over the loudspeaker and asked his date.
later.
Still I rise
But wait, I'm not rising anymore
I died.
The end. I'm not in the best of moods, as you can probably tell. I'm hungry and somewhat tired and not ready for life. AND on Thursday's the Progressive Dinner for Swim Team and we all have assigned dates and the guys have to ask the girls and I still haven't been asked yet. At the swim meet, people said that my date was going to be one of my friends who's kind of a nerd (okay, a lot of a nerd, nerdier than me, even) but I asked him whether he was going and he said that he wasn't. This is kind of irritating. Oh, well. Life is life. I just hope I don't get anyone idiotic, like one of the 13-14's. That would be awkward as well as annoying because I'm not IN the 13-14's anymore. I'm still curious who's supposed to ask me, though, because I know that nobody's going to ask me out anyway, so it would be kind of amusing to see who's supposed to ask me. Last night, at the swim meet, one of the guys went up over the loudspeaker and asked his date.
later.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
back
Okay, I wrote the other one, however, I don't feel like typing it up. So, I'm going to write a response to a really quick one-12 things to do when there's no power.
1. knit. 2. sing. 3. crochet. 4. read the newspaper. 5. read a book. 6. make up awesome lists. 7. write a story. 8. do a sudoku. 9. talk to whoever's around. 10. recite the gettysburg address. 11. learn a language from the book. 12. write in a journal. The end.
That was easy. It took me all of about two minutes to do. Seriously. Well, what now? I have to go to a swim meet soon. We're technically supposed to be there by now, but that is for warm ups and I never go to meet warm ups because they wear me out too much. So I'm hanging out here. Woot!
Okay I'm going to go now.
Bye.
1. knit. 2. sing. 3. crochet. 4. read the newspaper. 5. read a book. 6. make up awesome lists. 7. write a story. 8. do a sudoku. 9. talk to whoever's around. 10. recite the gettysburg address. 11. learn a language from the book. 12. write in a journal. The end.
That was easy. It took me all of about two minutes to do. Seriously. Well, what now? I have to go to a swim meet soon. We're technically supposed to be there by now, but that is for warm ups and I never go to meet warm ups because they wear me out too much. So I'm hanging out here. Woot!
Okay I'm going to go now.
Bye.
random...
Okay, so I thought, since I like writing, I'm going to post as many responses to writing prompts as I can-at least once a day. I have to leave soon, but just to remind myself, this is my writing prompt for today (in me-speak, by the way):
Rewrite the ending of "Cinderella" with the plot twist that one of the stepsisters fits into the slipper. Note the reaction of the Prince, the Fairy Godmother, and Cinderella. Proceed.
Okay, I really have to go now. But I'm getting my prompts from here.
Rewrite the ending of "Cinderella" with the plot twist that one of the stepsisters fits into the slipper. Note the reaction of the Prince, the Fairy Godmother, and Cinderella. Proceed.
Okay, I really have to go now. But I'm getting my prompts from here.
exhausted
I'm exhausted. I just got back from kayaking, and I know one thing for sure-I am NEVER going to survive Palmico. Seriously. My venture crew is going sea kayaking in Palmico Sound in the first week of August and I'm going to die. I'm not kidding. It's ridiculous how much I'm going to die. But the thing is, Mom's already paid the six hundred bucks for all the crap that we need, so I can't turn back. I'm just going to have to work on it. I guess. Like I'm ever going to be able to do very well. I have NO technique and NO way to do well. I'm probably not going to do well. At all. Well, that's a given. I'm not kidding. It's crazy how bad I am. It's embarassing almost. I bet I'm the only person whose arms hurt by the end of the first hour. And those things are so cramped because we have to sit in them a certain way so our legs press up against the thigh pads, which gets really annoying and uncomfortable after a few hours. We were out there from 8:30 to 3:00, with only one short break. I'm so dead.
Well, last night was pretty fun. We rented movies and I bought some ice cream and I was alone for most of the night because my parents AND my brother were at the Lobster Feast. My brother was guarding and my parents were attendees. For once, I wasn't completely and utterly uncomfortable being alone. Well, not until I was done watching both movies and it was like ten thirty and it was all quiet and kind of eerie. And my arms really hurt right now. By the way. Just thought you ought to know. Like, I keep having to backspace and retype stuff because my fingers are so tired. They shouldn't be tired, but since my arms are tired, my fingers are tired. Oh, well. And I kind of have a headache. Mom just brought me some milk, and I kind of feel better now. At least I have some actual PROTIEN now. And some FLUIDS. Fluids are nice. I didn't get to do any water drinking during the entire afternoon because we were doing wet exits and the water bottle would have kept falling out. Anyway, we have a venture crew meeting about Palmico soon. I have to go.
Well, last night was pretty fun. We rented movies and I bought some ice cream and I was alone for most of the night because my parents AND my brother were at the Lobster Feast. My brother was guarding and my parents were attendees. For once, I wasn't completely and utterly uncomfortable being alone. Well, not until I was done watching both movies and it was like ten thirty and it was all quiet and kind of eerie. And my arms really hurt right now. By the way. Just thought you ought to know. Like, I keep having to backspace and retype stuff because my fingers are so tired. They shouldn't be tired, but since my arms are tired, my fingers are tired. Oh, well. And I kind of have a headache. Mom just brought me some milk, and I kind of feel better now. At least I have some actual PROTIEN now. And some FLUIDS. Fluids are nice. I didn't get to do any water drinking during the entire afternoon because we were doing wet exits and the water bottle would have kept falling out. Anyway, we have a venture crew meeting about Palmico soon. I have to go.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
i changed my name again...
yes, strange but true, I decided to change my Blogger Identity. Again. So first I was "The Person" and then I was "Bereth en Tyuru" and now I'm "Weiro Writer Writing." So...yeah. I jut thought I'd point that out. Okay I'm going now. I'll be back later today. Probably.
anyway...
So I was thinking...if I had to tell people what my best resource was for writing stories, I would most definitely say my mother's laptop or pen and paper because that's where all my stories are-in a notebook or saved on my mom's laptop. But if I had to get more specific, like in terms of websites and stuff, I would have to say either Seventh Sanctum or Serendipity. They're both generator websites, but I really like Serendipity's "Plot Twist Generator" and all the name and location ones on both. I got most of the names for the stories I've posted here from one of the Seventh Sanctum generators, actually. I can't remember which one, though. Anyway, if you want to check them out, here are the links (I finally figured out how to hyperlink on here! yay!):
Seventh Sanctum is here and Serendipity is here.
Okay that's all for now, I guess.
Seventh Sanctum is here and Serendipity is here.
Okay that's all for now, I guess.
a bit of a story
So I have this habit of writing random bits of stories. Like, they have the same characters and stuff, but, chronologically, I'm not at the point where the bit should go, if that makes sense. As in, in the last story post Shyasha is about to beat up Telsiel, but I've already written a bit of The Epic Kill-All Battle that goes near the end. So, for want of something better to post, here it is. Yes, The Epic Kill-All Battle That is Supposed to be at the End. It was inspired by the battle for Minias Tirith in Lord of the Rings: the Return of the King. I always think there should either be knitting needles or female warriors involved in those epic battles, you know? Just to break up the conventional battle. Anyway, here it is. It's in either Norasona, Lira, or some other city that I have yet to make people encounter.
“Faug!” Shyasha yelled between swings of her sword and dodging arrows shot from the orcs below.
“What?” Faug yelled back from the alley behind her.
“Go find your brother’s stash of knitting needles! I need them!”
Hyan, who was throwing spells right and left at the orcs that had mounted the wall, heard the hybrid’s odd request. “I hate to break it to break it to you, Shya,” he hollered over the cries of the dying orcs. “But we’re sort of kind of not really in the middle of a WAR here!”
“I know!” Shyasha screamed at him. “Trust me on this!”
“And how exactly are Valin’s knitting needles going to help?” Faug demanded. “I don’t think they’re exactly the best material for shooting people!”
“Yes, but they don’t know that!” Shyasha told him.
“Your point being what?” Faug demanded.
“If it’s sharp, pointy, and colorful, the orcs will flee!”
“How in the name of magic did you work that one out?” Hyan wondered.
“You saw them on the road!” she said. “As soon as one of them saw Valin’s needles he said something in their weird language and then they all ran away!”
“Those were URUK-HAI, Shya!” Hyan bellowed.
“What’s the difference? They’re big, ugly, and have weapons!”
“The Uruk-hai are bigger, uglier, and have weirder weapons!” Hyan explained. “You should KNOW that!”
“I always get them mixed up!”
“And,” Hyan added as an afterthought, “The Uruk-hai aren’t color blind.”
“Oh, great,” Shyasha muttered. “That’s helpful.”
And that's it. yay randomness!
“Faug!” Shyasha yelled between swings of her sword and dodging arrows shot from the orcs below.
“What?” Faug yelled back from the alley behind her.
“Go find your brother’s stash of knitting needles! I need them!”
Hyan, who was throwing spells right and left at the orcs that had mounted the wall, heard the hybrid’s odd request. “I hate to break it to break it to you, Shya,” he hollered over the cries of the dying orcs. “But we’re sort of kind of not really in the middle of a WAR here!”
“I know!” Shyasha screamed at him. “Trust me on this!”
“And how exactly are Valin’s knitting needles going to help?” Faug demanded. “I don’t think they’re exactly the best material for shooting people!”
“Yes, but they don’t know that!” Shyasha told him.
“Your point being what?” Faug demanded.
“If it’s sharp, pointy, and colorful, the orcs will flee!”
“How in the name of magic did you work that one out?” Hyan wondered.
“You saw them on the road!” she said. “As soon as one of them saw Valin’s needles he said something in their weird language and then they all ran away!”
“Those were URUK-HAI, Shya!” Hyan bellowed.
“What’s the difference? They’re big, ugly, and have weapons!”
“The Uruk-hai are bigger, uglier, and have weirder weapons!” Hyan explained. “You should KNOW that!”
“I always get them mixed up!”
“And,” Hyan added as an afterthought, “The Uruk-hai aren’t color blind.”
“Oh, great,” Shyasha muttered. “That’s helpful.”
And that's it. yay randomness!
Thursday, July 9, 2009
OH YEAH!
AND if you want a really awesome site for Lord of the Rings awesomeness, I know TWO!
One is Arwen-Undomiel, named after, well...three guesses who (if you said Arwen Undomiel, Arwen Evenstar, or that Arwen chick from Lord of the Rings, you're right. And it counts if you said "that ranger dude's girlfriend"). The other one is Council of Elrond. I like CoE better, but I found Arwen first.
The CoE link can be found here and Arwen-Undomiel can be found here. Enjoy! :)
One is Arwen-Undomiel, named after, well...three guesses who (if you said Arwen Undomiel, Arwen Evenstar, or that Arwen chick from Lord of the Rings, you're right. And it counts if you said "that ranger dude's girlfriend"). The other one is Council of Elrond. I like CoE better, but I found Arwen first.
The CoE link can be found here and Arwen-Undomiel can be found here. Enjoy! :)
OKAY! UPDATE!
Well, now I finally get to do a real live update! WOOT!
This is Bereth en Tyuru reporting live from The Living Room. Here on the scene we have Tyuru's brother who is NOT going to come because he's too busy getting food and I'm too lazy to actually interview him. Not that I'd want to or anything. Well, I got my music on Monday. It's rather hard, but it's okay. I have about an hour and a half every morning between swim practice and catching the bus to practice. It's really fun to play some of them, even though some of the songs are kind of hard. There are all of SEVEN parts of "Arabian Nights" plus TWO reprises. FUN!
But, on the other hand, life is okay. I'm not dying in swim practice anymore, for one thing. Yesterday, though, there weren't a whole ton of people there-enough for me to get a lane to myself half time and the other half share with my friend's brother and then my brother's friend. I was surprised I was able to stay ahead of both of them for as long as I did-my brother's friend is an A-meeter (at least I think she is. Either way, she's really fast), and during sprints I was swimming breaststroke and she was doing freestyle and even though I already had a head start I still finished before her. Breast stroke is slower than freestyle, so that's why it was surprising. Anyhoo, I'm going to go take a shower now, so I can catch the bus and not be late.
This is Bereth en Tyuru reporting live from The Living Room. Here on the scene we have Tyuru's brother who is NOT going to come because he's too busy getting food and I'm too lazy to actually interview him. Not that I'd want to or anything. Well, I got my music on Monday. It's rather hard, but it's okay. I have about an hour and a half every morning between swim practice and catching the bus to practice. It's really fun to play some of them, even though some of the songs are kind of hard. There are all of SEVEN parts of "Arabian Nights" plus TWO reprises. FUN!
But, on the other hand, life is okay. I'm not dying in swim practice anymore, for one thing. Yesterday, though, there weren't a whole ton of people there-enough for me to get a lane to myself half time and the other half share with my friend's brother and then my brother's friend. I was surprised I was able to stay ahead of both of them for as long as I did-my brother's friend is an A-meeter (at least I think she is. Either way, she's really fast), and during sprints I was swimming breaststroke and she was doing freestyle and even though I already had a head start I still finished before her. Breast stroke is slower than freestyle, so that's why it was surprising. Anyhoo, I'm going to go take a shower now, so I can catch the bus and not be late.
Part #7 of Shya/ Valin/ Faug
It was true, he thought. Akalu had quite liked the boy, actually, before he decided to cut off something that was good for him. It was a rare thing to find that kind of love in that measure anymore, and that boy had completely killed the chance that he had.
The meal was very quiet at the beginning, and the only really productive thing that happened was that they agreed that the council would be at noon the next day.
“Walk with me,” Telsiel said to Shyasha when they both were done.
Shyasha glared at him for a moment and then rose.
“What?” she demanded as soon as they were out of the hall.
“I have something to tell you,” he began. “And it’s rather important.”
“Spit it out,” Shyasha ordered, with all the authority of a princess, even one who has tried to live it down for four and a half thousand years.
“This way,” Telsiel said.
“Why?” Shyasha demanded.
“I want it to be private,” Telsiel told her shortly.
“If this is about what happened-” Shyasha threatened.
“No, it’s not that,” Telsiel said hurriedly. “I just don’t want people to hear.”
“Why?” Shyasha repeated.
“Just because.”
Shyasha gave him a doubtful scowl and then consented to follow him down the hall, not entirely trusting him. When they had reached a place where Telsiel was certain that they wouldn’t be overheard (having taken several turns and gone down two staircases), he finally turned and said, “I have part of it.”
“Part of the Crystal?”
“Yes.”
“Why is this supposed to be private?”
“Because I didn’t want anybody to know about it.”
“And yet you’re telling me.”
“Yes.”
“Where is it?” Shyasha posed the question as abruptly as possible, keeping her face and voice as impassive and expressionless as possible.
“Why do you want to know?” Telsiel’s voice was suspicious all of a sudden.
“This is something really, really serious. And after what happened, do you honestly expect me to just trust you right off the bat?”
“Yes.”
“What gives you the impression that I would just trust you without verification?”
“Because you’re a girl.”
“I’m a girl, yes, but I’m not an idiot. If you have it, where is it?”
“Promise you won’t tell.”
“I can’t promise that. This entire mission is supposed to be about getting the pieces and destroying them, not keeping secrets and telling lies and getting power. You either have it or you don’t, and if you do, I’d like to see it.”
“Why? So you can have it for yourself?”
“No, so I can take it to the council tomorrow so we can decide what to do with it. Now, give it.”
“Why should I?”
“Telsiel, do you WANT me to hurt you?”
“No.”
“You have it. I can tell. It’s powerful, and it’s got dark magic in it. Sonru wants it back, and he wants to gain power and followers. That’s why he made the Crystal. And he gave part to you, and it’s gotten a hold of you, I can tell.”
“How can you tell?” They began circling each other, like two lions about to kill each other.
“You’re acting really weird. You’re darker. You’re expressionless at best. Ad your eyes aren’t the color they’re supposed to be.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your eyes used to be light blue, not black. And you’re more secretive and forcibly polite. It’s disturbing.”
“Very good.”
“Give it.”
“No. It’s mine. Sonru gave it to me. He told me not to give it to anyone else.”
“What else did he tell you?”
“He said I was one of the most powerful rulers in the world and I was going to be more powerful with the Crystal. He said I was the strongest person out there, that I would be utterly invincible with the Crystal.”
“Telsiel, you jerkface. Can’t you see he was lying? Couldn’t you tell he was just flattering you into accepting it? He was actually saying how powerful you are, so therefore he wanted you under his control so he could gain control the Three Cities.”
“No, he wasn’t.”
“Telsiel, where are the refugees?”
“Gone,” Telsiel laughed.
“Sonru has got them, hasn’t he?”
“Yes, he has. And they’re not coming back.”
“Yes, they are. You’re an idiot if I ever saw one, Telsiel. Now, give over the crystal, or else I’m going to have to hurt you.”
“You can’t hurt me.”
“What makes you say that? I was a top student in Ranger training while blind. I was taught by the top Ranger master, too. I’m better than you think.”
“Stop bragging.”
“I will if you hand the freaking crystal bit.”
“NO!”
I haven't been able to work on that one for a while. So...yeah. That's where I am right now in that one.
The meal was very quiet at the beginning, and the only really productive thing that happened was that they agreed that the council would be at noon the next day.
“Walk with me,” Telsiel said to Shyasha when they both were done.
Shyasha glared at him for a moment and then rose.
“What?” she demanded as soon as they were out of the hall.
“I have something to tell you,” he began. “And it’s rather important.”
“Spit it out,” Shyasha ordered, with all the authority of a princess, even one who has tried to live it down for four and a half thousand years.
“This way,” Telsiel said.
“Why?” Shyasha demanded.
“I want it to be private,” Telsiel told her shortly.
“If this is about what happened-” Shyasha threatened.
“No, it’s not that,” Telsiel said hurriedly. “I just don’t want people to hear.”
“Why?” Shyasha repeated.
“Just because.”
Shyasha gave him a doubtful scowl and then consented to follow him down the hall, not entirely trusting him. When they had reached a place where Telsiel was certain that they wouldn’t be overheard (having taken several turns and gone down two staircases), he finally turned and said, “I have part of it.”
“Part of the Crystal?”
“Yes.”
“Why is this supposed to be private?”
“Because I didn’t want anybody to know about it.”
“And yet you’re telling me.”
“Yes.”
“Where is it?” Shyasha posed the question as abruptly as possible, keeping her face and voice as impassive and expressionless as possible.
“Why do you want to know?” Telsiel’s voice was suspicious all of a sudden.
“This is something really, really serious. And after what happened, do you honestly expect me to just trust you right off the bat?”
“Yes.”
“What gives you the impression that I would just trust you without verification?”
“Because you’re a girl.”
“I’m a girl, yes, but I’m not an idiot. If you have it, where is it?”
“Promise you won’t tell.”
“I can’t promise that. This entire mission is supposed to be about getting the pieces and destroying them, not keeping secrets and telling lies and getting power. You either have it or you don’t, and if you do, I’d like to see it.”
“Why? So you can have it for yourself?”
“No, so I can take it to the council tomorrow so we can decide what to do with it. Now, give it.”
“Why should I?”
“Telsiel, do you WANT me to hurt you?”
“No.”
“You have it. I can tell. It’s powerful, and it’s got dark magic in it. Sonru wants it back, and he wants to gain power and followers. That’s why he made the Crystal. And he gave part to you, and it’s gotten a hold of you, I can tell.”
“How can you tell?” They began circling each other, like two lions about to kill each other.
“You’re acting really weird. You’re darker. You’re expressionless at best. Ad your eyes aren’t the color they’re supposed to be.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your eyes used to be light blue, not black. And you’re more secretive and forcibly polite. It’s disturbing.”
“Very good.”
“Give it.”
“No. It’s mine. Sonru gave it to me. He told me not to give it to anyone else.”
“What else did he tell you?”
“He said I was one of the most powerful rulers in the world and I was going to be more powerful with the Crystal. He said I was the strongest person out there, that I would be utterly invincible with the Crystal.”
“Telsiel, you jerkface. Can’t you see he was lying? Couldn’t you tell he was just flattering you into accepting it? He was actually saying how powerful you are, so therefore he wanted you under his control so he could gain control the Three Cities.”
“No, he wasn’t.”
“Telsiel, where are the refugees?”
“Gone,” Telsiel laughed.
“Sonru has got them, hasn’t he?”
“Yes, he has. And they’re not coming back.”
“Yes, they are. You’re an idiot if I ever saw one, Telsiel. Now, give over the crystal, or else I’m going to have to hurt you.”
“You can’t hurt me.”
“What makes you say that? I was a top student in Ranger training while blind. I was taught by the top Ranger master, too. I’m better than you think.”
“Stop bragging.”
“I will if you hand the freaking crystal bit.”
“NO!”
I haven't been able to work on that one for a while. So...yeah. That's where I am right now in that one.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
for good-wicked
yes, I know I'm posting a lot of lyrics. I'm going to post some more lyrics and then I'll give an update. Really.
I'm limited just look at me I'm limited and just look at you you can do all I couldn't do Glinda so now it's up to you for both of us now it's up to you I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason bringing something we must learn and we are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them and we help them in return well I don't know if I believe that's true but I know I'm who I am today because I knew you like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood who can say if I've been changed for the better but because I knew you I have been changed for good it well may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime so let me say before we part so much of me is made of what I learned from you you'll be with me like a handprint on my heart and now whatever way our stories end I know you have rewritten mine by being my friend like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea like a seed dropped by a skybird in a distant wood who can say if I've been changed for the better but because I knew you because I knew you I have been changed for good and just to clear the air I ask forgiveness for the things I've done you blame me for but then I guess we know there's blame to share and none of it seems to matter anymore like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood who can say if I've been changed for the better I do believe I have been changed for the better and because I knew you because I knew you because I knew you I have been changed for good
I'm limited just look at me I'm limited and just look at you you can do all I couldn't do Glinda so now it's up to you for both of us now it's up to you I've heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason bringing something we must learn and we are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them and we help them in return well I don't know if I believe that's true but I know I'm who I am today because I knew you like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood who can say if I've been changed for the better but because I knew you I have been changed for good it well may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime so let me say before we part so much of me is made of what I learned from you you'll be with me like a handprint on my heart and now whatever way our stories end I know you have rewritten mine by being my friend like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea like a seed dropped by a skybird in a distant wood who can say if I've been changed for the better but because I knew you because I knew you I have been changed for good and just to clear the air I ask forgiveness for the things I've done you blame me for but then I guess we know there's blame to share and none of it seems to matter anymore like a comet pulled from orbit as it passes a sun like a stream that meets a boulder halfway through the wood like a ship blown from its mooring by a wind off the sea like a seed dropped by a bird in the wood who can say if I've been changed for the better I do believe I have been changed for the better and because I knew you because I knew you because I knew you I have been changed for good
Friday, July 3, 2009
sailing for adventure~Muppet treasure island
When the course is laid and the anchor's weighed
A sailor's blood begins racing
With our hearts unbound and our flag unfurled
We're under way and off to see the world
Under way and off to see the world
Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Manly men are we
Sailing for adventure on the deep blue sea
"Safely now, Mr. Silver. Let's not get sloppy, justbecause we're singing!"
Danger walks the deck we say what the heck
We laugh at the perils we're facing
Every storm we ride is its own reward
And people die by falling overboard
And people die by falling overboard
Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Hoist the sails and sing
Sailing for adventure on the big, blue wet thing
I love to see 'em cry when they walk the plank
I prefer to cut a throat
I love to hang 'em high and watch their little feet try to walk in the air while their faces turn blue
Just kidding
It's a good life on a boat
There are distant lands with burning sands
That call across the oceans
There are bingo games every fun-filled day
And Margaritas at the midnight buffet
Margaritas at the midnight buffet
Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Should have took a train
Sailing for adventure on the bounding main
The salty breezes whisper
Who knows what lies ahead
I just know I was born to live the life my father lead
The stars will be our compass
Wherever we may roam
And our mates will always be
Just like a family
And though we may put into port, the sea is always home
All right, Mr. Bimbo! I didn't know you had such a good singing voice --- your welcome!
We'll chase our dreams standing on our own
Over the horizon to the great unknown
Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Bold and brave and free
Sailing for adventure
It's so nauseating
Sailing for adventure
So exhilarating
Sailing for adventure
we're all celebrating!
On the deep blue sea
Professsional Pirate from Muppet Treasure island
When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation
My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor or perhaps a financier
My boy why not consider a more challenging career"
Hey ho ho
You'll cruise to foreign shores
And you'll keep your mind and body sound
By working out of doors
My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor or perhaps a financier
My boy why not consider a more challenging career"
Hey ho ho
You'll cruise to foreign shores
And you'll keep your mind and body sound
By working out of doors
True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without
And when you're a professional pirate
That's what the job's about
"Upstage, lads, this is my ONLY number!"
Now take Sir Francis Drake, the Spanish all despise him
But to the British he's a hero and they idolize him
It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good
And I see us as members of a noble brotherhood
Hey ho ho
We're honorable men
And before we lose our tempers we will always count to ten
Long John: On occasion there may be someone you have to execute
But when your a professional pirate
And when you're a professional pirate
That's what the job's about
"Upstage, lads, this is my ONLY number!"
Now take Sir Francis Drake, the Spanish all despise him
But to the British he's a hero and they idolize him
It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good
And I see us as members of a noble brotherhood
Hey ho ho
We're honorable men
And before we lose our tempers we will always count to ten
Long John: On occasion there may be someone you have to execute
But when your a professional pirate
You don't have to wear a suit..... what?
I could have been a surgeon
I like taking things apart
I could have been a lawyer
But I just had too much heart
I could have been in politics
Cause I've always been a big spender
And me...I could have been a contender
I could have been a surgeon
I like taking things apart
I could have been a lawyer
But I just had too much heart
I could have been in politics
Cause I've always been a big spender
And me...I could have been a contender
Some say that pirates steal and should be feared and hated
I say we're victims of bad press it's all exaggerated
We'd never stab you in the back, we'd never lie or cheat
We're just about the nicest guys you'd ever want to meet
Hey ho ho
It's one for all for one
And we'll share and share alike with you and love you like a son
We're gentlemen of fotune and that's what we're proud to be
And when your a professional pirate
You'll be honest brave and free
The soul of decency
You'll be loyal and fair and on the square
And most importantly
When you're a professional pirate
You're always in the best of company
I say we're victims of bad press it's all exaggerated
We'd never stab you in the back, we'd never lie or cheat
We're just about the nicest guys you'd ever want to meet
Hey ho ho
It's one for all for one
And we'll share and share alike with you and love you like a son
We're gentlemen of fotune and that's what we're proud to be
And when your a professional pirate
You'll be honest brave and free
The soul of decency
You'll be loyal and fair and on the square
And most importantly
When you're a professional pirate
You're always in the best of company
and I didn't spell "professional" with three s's in the title at all.......
Thursday, July 2, 2009
:)
So I just got back from tae kwon do and I'm PSYCHED about tomorrow. WHY am I psyched about tomorrow? Because TOMORROW is the day that I FINALLY GET MY ALADDIN MUSIC!!!! WOOT!!!!!!!!!! I'm happy. I
I've started to really enjoy piano. Maybe it's because I can actually put it to good use by playing for kids in musicals. Maybe it's because I now have an excuse to play songs from musicals. Maybe it's just summer. Who knows?
Anyway, I get to go to swim practice tomorrow and work my arms off. :(. It's not fun, but tomorrow's the pancake breakfast, so I think practice is somewhat shortened. I HOPE practice is somewhat shortened. Practice is HARD.
I talked to my brother about him giving me supplemental swim lessons, but he said that I probably didn't need it. Apparently, I'm actually overdoing myself-I'm working myself harder than he is and he's STILL doing better than me. For example, in races, I don't breathe for the first lap and then breathe once or twice on the second lap, thus totalling one or two breaths. He normally does like four or five breaths in a meet. I breathe every three or five strokes in practice. He does every other stroke. And this is the guy who's one of the relay record holders! RR!
He also said that I'm slower than everyone else because I haven't been in the water to practice since last season, and that practices have gotten harder. I HOPE that's true. But mind you, I was always really lousy at swimming. I'm not denying it-my brother may be able to swim a fifty breast stroke in 34 seconds, but I am most definitely NOT able to do anything better than a 48. I'm starting to see why a lot of people on the team are surprised when they find out we're related. We're totally different, both in appearance and in our swimming skill. He's brilliant; I'm lousy. Way to go, me! NOT.
I've started to really enjoy piano. Maybe it's because I can actually put it to good use by playing for kids in musicals. Maybe it's because I now have an excuse to play songs from musicals. Maybe it's just summer. Who knows?
Anyway, I get to go to swim practice tomorrow and work my arms off. :(. It's not fun, but tomorrow's the pancake breakfast, so I think practice is somewhat shortened. I HOPE practice is somewhat shortened. Practice is HARD.
I talked to my brother about him giving me supplemental swim lessons, but he said that I probably didn't need it. Apparently, I'm actually overdoing myself-I'm working myself harder than he is and he's STILL doing better than me. For example, in races, I don't breathe for the first lap and then breathe once or twice on the second lap, thus totalling one or two breaths. He normally does like four or five breaths in a meet. I breathe every three or five strokes in practice. He does every other stroke. And this is the guy who's one of the relay record holders! RR!
He also said that I'm slower than everyone else because I haven't been in the water to practice since last season, and that practices have gotten harder. I HOPE that's true. But mind you, I was always really lousy at swimming. I'm not denying it-my brother may be able to swim a fifty breast stroke in 34 seconds, but I am most definitely NOT able to do anything better than a 48. I'm starting to see why a lot of people on the team are surprised when they find out we're related. We're totally different, both in appearance and in our swimming skill. He's brilliant; I'm lousy. Way to go, me! NOT.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Swim Practice is out to get me
I have learned, from many years of experience, that it is good not to push yourself over the edge repeatedly. However, this is what I've had to do for quite a while now, as swim practice is so darn hard and I'm so darn out of shape. Well, I'm not horribly out of shape, but I'm not in top condition. So now my shoulders are crazy tired and my leg still hurts from those annoying crouch hops on Monday (the pain shouldn't be as strong as yesterday, if at all, yet here it is).
And now, of course, I'm going to go eat and get extra protein and stuff-I put protein supplement in my milk. I hope it helps.
I don't eat before swim practice because of the whole don't-eat-for-an-hour-before-you-swim thing. But it's still hard to swim on an empty stomach. Really hard. But now I get to have SUSTENANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why am I sitting at the computer when I could be eating food? I already had some cheese but I'm kinda hungry still. I'm going now.
BUT WAIT!
HAPPY JULY 1st!
And now, of course, I'm going to go eat and get extra protein and stuff-I put protein supplement in my milk. I hope it helps.
I don't eat before swim practice because of the whole don't-eat-for-an-hour-before-you-swim thing. But it's still hard to swim on an empty stomach. Really hard. But now I get to have SUSTENANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why am I sitting at the computer when I could be eating food? I already had some cheese but I'm kinda hungry still. I'm going now.
BUT WAIT!
HAPPY JULY 1st!
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