Parley vous Francais? Parley? I like mayonnaise! Gollum, gollum.

Okay, last night I was depressed. Reason's:
1. Mariners just traded Jamie Moyer to the Philadelphia Phillies. Need I say more? You figure it out…I'm still in shock. And they lost last night but it was so close! Not that I heard any of it…football season always trumps baseball as far as my dad is concerned. Though I'm not at all sure why…
2. My friend is really sick with a virus thingy and he's not being very fast at getting better either.
3. Tiger Woods won the PGA Championship. I wanted either Phil Mickelson or Mike Weir to win, but not Tiger because it gets so old sometimes and I'd like to see someone else win for once…okay, end of my ramble that interests none of you.
4. I HATE DIAL-UP!!!!!!!!!!
5. I felt, in general, like a failure. You know the feeling. You just get depressed and look at all the bad things and that huge list of all you have left to do, and can't look at the bright side. It'll pass.
It just stank to have it last night.
Every morning greets me with a list of all I have to do/and every evening meets me with the knowledge that I'm never through…
I'm glad I'm not depressed anymore! I've actually been rather bouncy all day.
But I am happy that Tiger won instead of Luke Donald. I didn't really like him for some reason. It's like Tombstone! "Should I hate him?" "You don't even know him." "Yes, but I'm sure I hate him already."
Okay, not that strong, but I'd rather Tiger than him.
Anyone like Tombstone?
I'm glad Em's back!!! How was your trip, Em?
I'm glad there's a game called golf. Perhaps you've heard of it? It's the (excuse me dad) 2'nd greatest game ever played (after baseball of course). But it is close. It's this battle you play with yourself, and pass it off as playing against other people.
Excuse me, I need to open the window. It's REALLY hot!
Ahhh, back.
I'm glad I have a lot of faults J.R.R. Tolkien had. It encourages me, because, I mean, look how successful he was! I have an example to see what he did about those faults.
Oh, I am so indecisive right now I think I'll simple go to bed and read. Writing was considered in my options, but I'm afraid that at my present mood anything written would have to be scrapped because of…well…unintelligibility!
Is that a word? It's not showing up as misspelled in WORD. Hmmm…if it wasn't, it is now. I just made it up!
It means you can't make out the point because it shifts so much, and you're not even sure the author knew the point.
Kind of like this blog entry.

I just finished watching Sister Act. That's such a good movie!
Ah yes and I'm learning French! I know, you all know I'm crazy now! But seriously, my mom has been teaching me what she remembers from high school, and I'd like to either do Rosetta Stone (awesome program I do Hindi with!) or kind of teach myself using a French/English dictionary and Mom's help (which could be fun…) or another beginner's French computer program I got for Christmas. It teaches basics, but of course, that's a start!
Alouette, jante alouette.
Alouette, je tu pleue me rae.
Je te pleue me rea la tets
Je te pleue me rea la tets.
Rea la tets, rea la tets,
Alouette, Alouette,
Oh-oh-oh-oh…
I'm fairly certain that's all spelled wrong (except Alouette) but I know how to say it (for the most part) and that's what's important! You know what it means?
Lark, nice lark
Lark, I'm going to pluck you.
I'm going to pluck your head
I'm going to pluck your head.
Pluck your head, pluck your head,
Lark, lark.
Oh-oh-oh-oh…
Yes, children's songs are so violent aren't they? Brings to mind Ring Around the Rosies and Rock-a-bye-Baby.
I guess they sang it in kitchens a long time ago when they were preparing birds to be cooked. And it appealed to children why?
Oh, who knows?
It's too bad El can't check for like a week! I'd have trouble with that much time. I mean, four-five days is pushing it. A week…good luck El!

Pride of the King's Navy you are!

This is becoming a journal of a choice selection of thoughts rolling through my brain. Actually, they more or less float than roll.
So, I think I'll wrap it up, because I couldn't imagine reading the whole thing without falling asleep at least—or no less than—two times. For which reason I am not going to proof it, because I would like to stay awake to post it, if I ever get the phone line back…
:)
I'm so sore! I pulled a muscle in my right arm (I'm not sure what I was doing, just stretched too far I think) so it really hurts to move it back too far you know? My teeth are all better now though. And this typing you know, it's so straining to my arm!!! Jk. But I think I might/must be growing because I've been rather sore all week for no apparent reasons. I really hope I'm growing anyway! Anything to come up with an excuse to make people believe (and myself) that I am still growing. Well, it really doesn't matter too much. I sit when I play piano, and Michelle Wee is small and she's probably the world's best female golfer today. At least, she's really good!
Ok, really, I'll stop now!
Signing off, see ya'll tomorrow!
~Verya
P.S.
We got Kinder eggs in B.C.!!!!!!!!! If you've never had one-
I won't let you drool over what you're missing. They're the best! Okay, not the best, but they have special memories for me and you can't buy them in the States.
Ok, I'll shut up now really (finally)!
I don't know why pictures never show up on my blog?...