Physics.

18 10 2009

This is the one subject this year that I actually loathe.

For the first time EVER in my entire school history, I am getting a consistent B and working my butt off to maintain. NOT a good feeling.

I’m not sure why this is: I don’t know how I fail to grasp the concepts. Something goes wrong in the units and conversions (I converted a whole problem last week into m/sec, when it turns out it was supposed to be mph because it was a problem involving a BMW. Aughh.)

This is stuff you run into in real life, everyday situations…it should not be so difficult!

 

I need a tutor.

 

 

Actual conversation today:

Boyfriend: How’s physics?

Me: Awful. I don’t know why I can’t figure out how long it takes a car to brake.

Him: Easy…you got a ten-year warranty, ten years and four months or so.





&c

12 02 2009

I am feeling a little incoherent right now and I don’t really want to write…but.

I do not understand Obama’s new stimulus package. I thought that to restrict inflation you were supposed to restrict the cash flow, not flood the market with more money. But then again I have had no economics at all and he’s the president.

Ampersands are cool, don’t you think? Even the word ampersand is cool. And they’re hard to handwrite.

All the school I did today was math, some Language Arts, and Latin. And music. In Latin I really need to learn some more words, because all my translation excercises are about the Gallic Wars or the Virgin Mary.

Literature is Emma this month. I didn’t actually care for Emma THAT much…I’ve read it before. I thought that the plot was good but not big enough for a three-volume novel. So far this year my favorites have been the Importance of Being Earnest, Sherlock Holmes, Beowulf, and Three Men in a Boat.

Viola update: I am really happy now because my orchestra director gave me unlimited access to an entire drawer full of old solo and small ensemble music, proving that all you have to do is ask. I chose a Corelli sonata to start with, and a transcription of the Telemann violin concerto and a graded repertoire book of easier pieces.  Another plus is that after playing viola, I can find the big intervals on the violin much more easily. AND I just got nearly begged to do a gig on the viola after having played for three days!

That was a true statement that sounds much cooler than it was, but I’m gonna keep the illusion of coolness and not elaborate.

I actually was kind of enjoying writing about nothing but it turns out I have a mysterious violin lesson they all forgot to tell me about, so I have to eat supper, get dressed, find my music and get out the door in 15 minutes. And I didn’t practice my Wolfhart this morning….uh-oh.





Seven Books that Have Affected My Life

21 01 2009

This was an assignment for Language Arts.

My mother and father for some bizarre unknown reason decided that my schoolwork needs to be “rigorous” and gave me Sonlight Core 600 (I think) which is the equivalent of AP Brit Lit on steroids. This means that, for the first time ever, I actually have to study for everything this year. Grr.

This was supposed to be 25 books…but Mom gave me dispensation to only do five. But I came up with seven.

           

Because really, at fifteen, how am I supposed to know which books are going to affect my life? Goodnight Moon? One of the examples they gave was a book on how to improve your marriage. Like THAT helps me.

           

But anyway.

 

Obviously the Bible has to be on this list.

 

And then I would choose the Hardy Boys, because they made me fall in love with reading from the very beginning and since then I have never put a book down. I remember I used to carry a Hardy Boys book in one hand and put my other hand on the wall so I could read while I walked…but then I fell and Mom said no more.

           

Suzuki comes next. I know they’re not technically books…but the computer dictionary defines “book” as “a bound collection of pages” and Suzuki certainly is that. And they are the books I have used the most and spent a LOT of my free time as well as my school time with. And yes, I know that it is wrong to end a sentence with “with” on account of it is a preposition, which I know because they made me do stupid Easy Grammar in the sixth grade and I still know the prepositions by heart.

Also, I don’t think you’re technically supposed to say “on account of”, you’re supposed to say “because”, except in Latin there is a special word just for “on account of” so I totally think it should be allowed.

           

Then I would say the Harry Potter series…because they deserve to be on any list of modern classics.

 

And 1984 reminded me to live the present and also if I grow up to be an author never to inflict the hideous dream of negative utopia upon thousands of innocent high school students. What IS it with these Utopia people? We’ve got Paradise Lost, and Gulliver’s Travels, and that one by someone called VanAuken (I think) that I’ve got to read later this year…and then 1984 is negative utopia…argh. I don’t want to find meaning! I just want to read!

           

The Grapes of Wrath ALSO goes on here…I don’t think it affected my life in any big way per se, but it certainly left an impression on my poor ten-year-old brain (yes Dad…I was only ten when you made me read this.) with all the vivid, frighteningly accurate descriptions of Oklahoma. Plus I know it’s one of Dad’s favorite books so he should definitely give me extra points for mentioning it.

           

 Last is Bartleby the Scrivener, the best work poor old Herman Melville ever did. This was my favorite book from American Literature in 7th grade, and it provided me with my answer to so many of life’s little questions:

           

I prefer not to.





Cento Cento Cento!

14 01 2009

This was a Language Arts project in which I had to write a poem by combining lines from other poems.

Once upon a midnight dreary,
After nightfall he set out:
Down to a sunless sea
For he heard the loud bassoon.

The tide rises, the tide falls.
Not an instant stopped nor stayed he!
For ox and ass before him bowed,
Lying at impossible distances.

He gives his harness bells a shake—
Sweet is death forevermore.

Double points if you can guess which poems I used!





Updates!

9 11 2008

So, I haven’t blogged in a while. I can’t think of anything to write about, and I really really hate posting something just for the sake of posting. But I have to write. On account of stupid Language Arts. So tomorrow I’ll be going through and getting some ideas for next week’s post. In the meantime, here’s a few updates on life in Milford:

The Family: Dad took Ben and Sophie to South Dakota this weekend, to see Gram. I did not go, obviously. They are having an excellent time, although they picked possibly the worst weekend to go to South Dakota, weather-wise. They call us every few hours. Mom and I have been enjoying the time at home, but it’s insanely quiet. Also, there are pretty much no dishes to wash, it’s amazing. We went to the library and Netflix and got a whole bunch of movies that Sophie and Ben wouldn’t or couldn’t watch, and spent the weekend watching them. Calendar Girls was the best. The one we saw last night was called Mixed Nuts, and had virtually no plot whatsoever.

Facebook: It’s where I’ve been spending all my computer time. I’m sorry.

Music: Is actually pretty good! French horn is on the upswing, which means violin is not, but hey, I’ll take what I can get. I am pleased to announce that I can lipslur arpeggios in 8 keys, most of the time. And I think I actually found all the winter concert music, which is a small miracle inasmuch as my band teacher doesn’t like me and I skip band half the time. I have a SOLO!!! A GOOD solo, no less, in the Overture to Candide, which is by Leonard Bernstein, who is a fantasic composer. So I’m happy. Violin is good too…. Districts is in less than a month *bites fingers* so I have a lot of work to do for that. The cantata is all right, except that the rehearsals all last at least 2 hours and the choir keeps coming in wrong. On the bright side, I know their entrances really well! And in orchestra we’ve been playing Christmas music all week.

School: Blah. It’s OK. I’m passing. I finally finished reading Paradise Lost last week. I hate this year.

Other Stuff: What other stuff?





Freakishly Snowy

29 10 2008

OK, so yesterday…we had a blizzard! How cool is that?

It was actually really enjoyable from the time I woke up to about 1pm, when the electricity went out. The schools were canceled…not for me personally, but everyone else got a snow day…in October, which is probably some kind of school record. And today there was a 2hr delay as well.

All the adults wrote the “it’s gonna snow tomorrow!” rumors off as kid’s wishful thinking for a snow day. BUT NO!!!

We got maybe 8 inches of snow before it stopped…and the power came back on at 6 this morning.

These pictures were taken early in the afternoon…around the time we gave up on the power and started getting out candles, so there’s not that much snow in them, but you get the idea.

There are still leaves on the trees…and snow on the ground…

I had a wonderful opportunity to do all the schoolwork I’ve been procrastinating on, such as reading books VII-X of Paradise Lost.

The backyard.

Ewww messy kitchen!

This picture is my favorite. The branches do not normally belong in the front garden; they fell off a tree. Loudly and dramatically.

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas….





How to Get a Violin Ready to Play in Just Several Easy Steps!

1 09 2008

Today’s Brit Lit assignment, a descriptive essay about HOW to do something. This is based on how Gawain slaughters a deer in Sir Gawain and the Green Knight.

The first step is to take your instrument out of its case. Now, this may sound easy, but trust me, it can be harder than it looks, therefore we will be dividing it into several substeps. The very first one is to determine whether you have a soft case or a student case. This is a fairly easy process, but contrary to what you might think, “students” can also use soft cases and vice versa.

Tip: if your case is molded black plastic it is a “student” type case. If it’s a different color and square or oblong, it is most likely a “soft” case.

 

*** Sidenote: Soft cases actually offer your instrument more protection, despite the name. ***

 

Unlatch the case. On a student style case you will simply lift the two silver latches and open the lid. On a soft case, you will lift the front flap, usually secured with a snap or Velcro, and slide the latch to the right. If the latch doesn’t go, try sliding it to the left. If it goes to the left, close it and turn your case right-side-up. If it won’t move in either direction, it is probably locked. This can present a problem: you will need to either: locate and use the key or, for a second choice, a bobby pin. If neither of these works, try metal cutters.

Once the latch is open, unzip the case and lift the lid. Notice that if you see only a flat layer of fabric, you have unzipped the wrong zipper and are looking at the sheet music holder.

           

 Lift the lid. Congratulations, you should see your violin! (If not, you have got a problem and should stop right here.)

           

Un-Velcro any straps that may be restraining your violin, and lift it out of its case. Hold it by the neck. The strings (four long thin wires) go on the top of the instrument. Set the violin down in a safe place (Hint: Not on the floor, the bed, a chair, or anywhere there are pets or children.) You should also have in your possession, preferably in your case, a shoulder-rest. The wide end slides onto the right bottom corner of the violin, while the thin end goes on the left. Note: Always put the shoulder rest on the BACK side of the violin.  Put the wide end on first and adjust to a comfortable position across the widest area of the bottom of the violin.

           

 Again, set the violin down in a SAFE, non-dangerous place. Look into the case again. You should see, restrained against the top of the case, a long thin pointy stick. This is your bow. Unclick whatever latches are holding it in place and remove it from the case, always holding it by the fat end, or “frog”. There should be horsehair on the bow. If there is no horsehair, you need to find immediate help. (Tip: Not Wikipedia.) Holding the bow by the “frog” with one hand, locate the silver piece at the very bottom of the bow with your other hand. This is called the “nut”. Turn it to the right until the hair (the bow hair, not yours) is an appropriate tension. This can be roughly determined by holding the bow at either end and squeezing down on the middle—you should be able to balance a pencil in between the hair and the stick without excessive tension.

           

Congratulations! You must be a very bright person to have used these instructions! And we wish you the best of luck on your musical journey! May it be legato and arco and no stupid 2-octave F scale that I still have trouble with, so much trouble, in fact, that it wrecked my auditions in 8th grade.

 

Not that I am bitter.





Randomness

21 08 2008

The Friar Chuck Update: Friar Chuck versions 1,2, and 3 have been dispatched. Dad finally bought a Havahart trap to catch them. They promptly figured out how to lift up the trap and get the bait. It’s a constant battle.

In other news, Mom is in the process of staining the armoire, which is a long hard slog. Our kitchen is stain central, and the fumes are going to everybody’s heads.

Last weekend Mom took me to see Mamma Mia, which is a musical based on the songs of ABBA. Mom and Dad went to see it for their anniversary this year, and she liked it so much she took me too. It’s actually a really cute movie. Plus, it has Meryl Streep, and Peirce Brosnan, and Colin Firth* and Julie Walters, so how can you NOT see it? Dad got Mom the soundtrack, so now we are all listening to ABBA nonstop. Mom has even decreed that it’s unamerican not to like ABBA.Take a chance on meeeee….

I have gotten Facebook and become addicted.

I have also started school. Grr. BUT, hopefully I will be able to take December off the way I did last year! A&P is going super so far, and so is Latin. Math is just really really annoying, especially today’s lesson where all Dr. Shorman is was yak on and on about the area of transversal laterals or something. Brit Lit is OK, but Sonlight, so involved. I’m done with Beowulf and onto Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. I just started Logic, and I haven’t begun French yet, although I have a new resolution to work harder at it after being to Taize. It comes easily to me but I haven’t been studying it the way I should. Orchestra and whatever band I end up with starts next week.

More on Taize tomorrow.

Um, that’s all the news from here I guess…boring boring end of summer…

*Incidentally, he has a really high voice. Like in Manly Men, the first verse, only actually very true.





Guess Who’s Back from France?!?

6 08 2008

And I’m not really in the mood to write right (write/right, get it? oh, I just crack myself up) now, but my trip was great, the flights were fine, and I’m glad to be home.

And here’s a preview of what’s to come here on Lapsus Calumni:

  • Olivia learns deep inner spiritual things about herself, such as the fact that she cannot sing in German and juggling is harder than it looks
  • Sometimes, the stuff you think is most pointless in school, like knowing when the Baroque Era occured (answer: in the past) or how to type on a French keyboard, comes in the most handy.
  • When Chanting Becomes an Obsession
  • Olivia thinks France could be Improved By:
  • Ethel the Singing Cow Goes to Paris
  • Olivia Really Should Not Be Here, She Should Be Preparing Her Presentation for Saturday
  • But She Is
  • And She Is Also Chatting on Facebook
  • And Bread and Chocolate for Breakfast is really really good
  • Also, It’s Weird ReLearning How to Use a Knife, Fork, Chair, and Napkin
  • I’m Not Sure Why I’m Referring to Myself in the Third Person
  • But I Can Now Chant In About 16 Different Languages
  • I Just Thought You Needed to Know That




So.

18 07 2008

I am supposed to be doing AP British Lit this summer. So far I have failed miserably. I have done precisely three days worth of questions, rather than three weeks. I also need to blog every day. I’m wondering how soon Mom will let me plead trip preparation and get out of it. Um, and I also have an essay to write and poetry to study.

I’m supposed to be memorizing some sonnet that begins, “Having been tenant long to a rich lord, I (archaic equivelant of sucked it up goes here) and resolved to be bold, and something about a new lease unto him to afford, forge a new contract and cancel the old. There at his mansion I him sought….blah blah…” and at the end of the poem he dies. It’s exceedingly depressing.

So instead of focusing on that today, I decided to play with my pretty new camera (it’s pink!) and take photos of Ben, which I would then condense into a blog post titled, “A Day in The Life of Ben”. Clever huh?

 

This is how it turned out:

2:12 pm: Ben sits on bathroom counter. “This is ma territory” he proclaims.

2:13 pm: Ben goes in Olivia’s room to mess with her stuff. “Hey! It ain’t movin!” is what he said.

2:14 pm: Ben goes to his own room…

… and chooses a book.

He lies down and begins to read.

He reads.

And reads.

I get bored and take semi artsy photos of him reading.

2:20 pm: What the heck, I’ll just do this.








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