'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves / Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
You will be famous for taking over a small country
You always see opportunities to get what you want no matter what the cost. You are cut-throat and a capitalist at heart. Let’s hope the country is a tropical paradise and not Iceland.
Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com
I always knew it.
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"YOUR BUSINESS IS REJOICING! YOUR BUSINESS IS REJOICING! *thwack *thwack *thwack"
I had a lesson this saturday morning with my teacher's former student Heather. She's now in her first year of grad school at NEC, now long beyond YPO, and yet she predicted exactly how Mr. Zander would do his shindig today with the rejoicing. Oh, the art of possibility. I call it "Zanderizing."
YPO felt good today. not bad and awkward. I got really into it, even if I didn't hit all the notes, especially on the Shostakovich.
******* (sorry izia, I know you don't like *** and ~~~)
It's been awhile since my last update. here goes. It's good to start with axioms to work your way to a philosophical truth.
axioms:
A. The first week of school sucked.
B. The second week of school sucked.
C. The third week was mildly better.
hypothesis:
My year will get gradually better and better as I settle in and finally learn my orchestra music. Time management will be key, as well as not being too hard on myself.
((((((&))))))
SCENE: A certain recent friday afternoon in a highschool chemlab. Eager students cluster around a set of beakers and their teacher, an eccentric, bushy-hard Irishman with glasses and a big white beard.
Mr. Quain: Now, look fer a change in color an smell.
Josh (leaning in): It smells like... I dunno, ammonia?
Quain: Well, actually, what you are smelling is poison gas.
>>>>>>>>>>
Club fair went well, at least better than expected. We got over 20 people to sign up for The Spectator, more than last year.
^^^^^^^^^^
I am having fun breaking this entry into sections with funny designs.
..........
I LOVE THE RAVEL PIANO TRIO. I wish to marry it, but apparently such an act is not one of my constitutional privileges . Our case is going to be heard in february.
Danny, Natalie and I have a good vibe I think, and they are really, really am-AZ-ing (If the phrase "good vibe" is not completely obsolete). And Jonathan's funny, even though I used to be a little scared of him. You never know quite what he will say next. Well, unless it's "well, it was all a little bit flat, but..." then you've seen it coming. He told us about his third grade pencil stealing crime ring. Danny's hair is gone. It looks great, but it's still a little hard to deal.
Now, back to memorizing english. "He took his vorpal sword in hand..."
N
You always see opportunities to get what you want no matter what the cost. You are cut-throat and a capitalist at heart. Let’s hope the country is a tropical paradise and not Iceland.
Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com
I always knew it.
~~~~~~
"YOUR BUSINESS IS REJOICING! YOUR BUSINESS IS REJOICING! *thwack *thwack *thwack"
I had a lesson this saturday morning with my teacher's former student Heather. She's now in her first year of grad school at NEC, now long beyond YPO, and yet she predicted exactly how Mr. Zander would do his shindig today with the rejoicing. Oh, the art of possibility. I call it "Zanderizing."
YPO felt good today. not bad and awkward. I got really into it, even if I didn't hit all the notes, especially on the Shostakovich.
******* (sorry izia, I know you don't like *** and ~~~)
It's been awhile since my last update. here goes. It's good to start with axioms to work your way to a philosophical truth.
axioms:
A. The first week of school sucked.
B. The second week of school sucked.
C. The third week was mildly better.
hypothesis:
My year will get gradually better and better as I settle in and finally learn my orchestra music. Time management will be key, as well as not being too hard on myself.
((((((&))))))
SCENE: A certain recent friday afternoon in a highschool chemlab. Eager students cluster around a set of beakers and their teacher, an eccentric, bushy-hard Irishman with glasses and a big white beard.
Mr. Quain: Now, look fer a change in color an smell.
Josh (leaning in): It smells like... I dunno, ammonia?
Quain: Well, actually, what you are smelling is poison gas.
>>>>>>>>>>
Club fair went well, at least better than expected. We got over 20 people to sign up for The Spectator, more than last year.
^^^^^^^^^^
I am having fun breaking this entry into sections with funny designs.
..........
I LOVE THE RAVEL PIANO TRIO. I wish to marry it, but apparently such an act is not one of my constitutional privileges . Our case is going to be heard in february.
Danny, Natalie and I have a good vibe I think, and they are really, really am-AZ-ing (If the phrase "good vibe" is not completely obsolete). And Jonathan's funny, even though I used to be a little scared of him. You never know quite what he will say next. Well, unless it's "well, it was all a little bit flat, but..." then you've seen it coming. He told us about his third grade pencil stealing crime ring. Danny's hair is gone. It looks great, but it's still a little hard to deal.
Now, back to memorizing english. "He took his vorpal sword in hand..."
N