Quizzes and a Short Eulogy
Eulogy first...
As some of you may or may not know, at one point in time I attended a really, really lousy school. I attended it for a few months before deciding that it wasn't worth my sanity to continue there and quit. The only reason I even bring up that hateful place is because I have several mementoes of JROTC-ish variety from that school. Most of these I'm attempting to sell on Ebay or Half.com. Except for one- my woolly-pully. I realise that one should endevour to detach from worldly goods and get rid of things you don't need or want, but black goes with everything and I really did want it. All else I would happily have thrown to a bonfire of vanity, or at least donated to Catholic Charities, but my woolly-pully was my one constant companion through those awful months in that drafty building with those wretched fellow students (Mrs. Panos is not a student and if she's reading this, I'm sorry for not giving you more of a headsup that I was leaving because really you were the only person in the whole place who I felt I could talk to freely and happily).
Back to the eulogy. The woolly-pully was not perfect- it had a hole in it, right beneath the cuff of the right sleeve. It was a small hole when I first got it- I didn't even notice it. It got fractionally bigger when I caught it on the lock-thingy of my locker. It was black, as previously mentioned, with cool patches on the elbows and shoulders. I thought it was A Very Cool Thing, and I had been wanting one since I was 12 and saw a similarly styled sweater on an English cop show. When I finally got it, it was, as I have previously mentioned, a constant companion. Even after they made the stupid rule about wearing one's (mentally-challenged looking) nametape on the patch provided for it. It was still the Very Cool Thing. And I put it in the cedar closet.
You may ask, if I liked it so much, why did I leave it? I'll tell you. I was trying very hard to put drill-team/JROTC/CAP geekiness behind me as I was entering university my freshman year. First semester I didn't quite succeed, I brought all of my CAP gear and was going to join the local squadron until Latin ate my life. Second semester I had to bring everything back as I was transferring. Both of my roommates from sophomore year can attest to the fact that though I left almost all of my gear (bar really useful stuff like my flashlight and poncho) at home, you can take the geek out of drill-team/JROTC/CAP, but it takes a long time for things like drill-withdrawl to wear off.
Junior year thus far, I think was doing quite well until I had to start writing this post (Jen and Laura correct me, if I was rambling on about CAP etc to all hours and just don't remember it).
So I got home, and in the privacy of my house decided to retrieve my woolly-pully from the cedar closet for the purpose of wearing around the house. I walked down stairs and searched the closet. No woolly-pully. I searched the cedar-chest. No woolly-pully.
My mother disavowed any knowledge of its whereabouts, but after my dad _gleefully_ announced that he had given it to the newly promoted CPO W____, she remembered that she had indeed condoned this act of charity. It's not like we didn't have _two_ woolly-pullies, both mine and my brother's but Dad gave away _both_. I can only picture the expression on CPO W____'s face at this. "Err.. Thanks?" Mine was a medium and my brother's was a large I think. So, one to grow into? One to give to a bigger friend? So it could be worse, it could have been burned. My woolly-pully was given away. A nice act of charity. I think it would be much nicer had I known and approved of it. Also, because my woolly-pully has a hole it it, I'm inclined to think that CPO W___ will fob it off on the nearest unobservant person as quickly as possible. But really, that woolly-pully was my only worthwhile and happy memento of a miserable few months, and now it's gone. This is probably a little overdramatic/overwrought for the tastes of most of my readers, but it needed to be posted. Farewell where you fare, my woolly-pully.
An Aside- I really wish they'd given away my coverlet and/or curtain-thingy in my room. Despite all my attempts to the contrary, I still regard them with abject loathing, much as would a Jain presented with a T-bone steak.
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As promised earlier, the quizzes follow- mostly ones that I saw on Jenne's blog and decided to try out.
The very eerie thing about that answer is that super-technically it's right...
I should hope so!
Err.. I'm almost afraid to ask, but how does one textually enjoy something? Does it involve textiles, or actual texts? Or what?
As some of you may or may not know, at one point in time I attended a really, really lousy school. I attended it for a few months before deciding that it wasn't worth my sanity to continue there and quit. The only reason I even bring up that hateful place is because I have several mementoes of JROTC-ish variety from that school. Most of these I'm attempting to sell on Ebay or Half.com. Except for one- my woolly-pully. I realise that one should endevour to detach from worldly goods and get rid of things you don't need or want, but black goes with everything and I really did want it. All else I would happily have thrown to a bonfire of vanity, or at least donated to Catholic Charities, but my woolly-pully was my one constant companion through those awful months in that drafty building with those wretched fellow students (Mrs. Panos is not a student and if she's reading this, I'm sorry for not giving you more of a headsup that I was leaving because really you were the only person in the whole place who I felt I could talk to freely and happily).
Back to the eulogy. The woolly-pully was not perfect- it had a hole in it, right beneath the cuff of the right sleeve. It was a small hole when I first got it- I didn't even notice it. It got fractionally bigger when I caught it on the lock-thingy of my locker. It was black, as previously mentioned, with cool patches on the elbows and shoulders. I thought it was A Very Cool Thing, and I had been wanting one since I was 12 and saw a similarly styled sweater on an English cop show. When I finally got it, it was, as I have previously mentioned, a constant companion. Even after they made the stupid rule about wearing one's (mentally-challenged looking) nametape on the patch provided for it. It was still the Very Cool Thing. And I put it in the cedar closet.
You may ask, if I liked it so much, why did I leave it? I'll tell you. I was trying very hard to put drill-team/JROTC/CAP geekiness behind me as I was entering university my freshman year. First semester I didn't quite succeed, I brought all of my CAP gear and was going to join the local squadron until Latin ate my life. Second semester I had to bring everything back as I was transferring. Both of my roommates from sophomore year can attest to the fact that though I left almost all of my gear (bar really useful stuff like my flashlight and poncho) at home, you can take the geek out of drill-team/JROTC/CAP, but it takes a long time for things like drill-withdrawl to wear off.
Junior year thus far, I think was doing quite well until I had to start writing this post (Jen and Laura correct me, if I was rambling on about CAP etc to all hours and just don't remember it).
So I got home, and in the privacy of my house decided to retrieve my woolly-pully from the cedar closet for the purpose of wearing around the house. I walked down stairs and searched the closet. No woolly-pully. I searched the cedar-chest. No woolly-pully.
My mother disavowed any knowledge of its whereabouts, but after my dad _gleefully_ announced that he had given it to the newly promoted CPO W____, she remembered that she had indeed condoned this act of charity. It's not like we didn't have _two_ woolly-pullies, both mine and my brother's but Dad gave away _both_. I can only picture the expression on CPO W____'s face at this. "Err.. Thanks?" Mine was a medium and my brother's was a large I think. So, one to grow into? One to give to a bigger friend? So it could be worse, it could have been burned. My woolly-pully was given away. A nice act of charity. I think it would be much nicer had I known and approved of it. Also, because my woolly-pully has a hole it it, I'm inclined to think that CPO W___ will fob it off on the nearest unobservant person as quickly as possible. But really, that woolly-pully was my only worthwhile and happy memento of a miserable few months, and now it's gone. This is probably a little overdramatic/overwrought for the tastes of most of my readers, but it needed to be posted. Farewell where you fare, my woolly-pully.
An Aside- I really wish they'd given away my coverlet and/or curtain-thingy in my room. Despite all my attempts to the contrary, I still regard them with abject loathing, much as would a Jain presented with a T-bone steak.
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As promised earlier, the quizzes follow- mostly ones that I saw on Jenne's blog and decided to try out.
| You Passed 8th Grade Spanish |
 Congratulations, you got 7/8 correct! |
| Your 2005 Song Is |
 Since You've Been Gone by Kelly Clarkson "But since you've been gone I can breathe for the first time I'm so moving on" In 2005, you moved on. |
| You Are Likely a Second Born |
 At your darkest moments, you feel inadequate. At work and school. you do best when you're evaluating. When you love someone, you offer them constructive criticism. In friendship, you tend to give a lot of feedback - positive and negative. Your ideal careers are: accounting, banking, art, carpentry, decorating, teaching, and writing novels. You will leave your mark on the world with art and creative projects. |
The very eerie thing about that answer is that super-technically it's right...
| You Are 36% Politically Radical |
 You've got a few unusual political ideas, but overall you're a pretty mainstream person. Chances are that you're turned off by both the radical right and looney left. |
| You Date Like a Woman |
 According to studies on dating, you date like a woman. You tend to take romance seriously, and you're not really out for a fling. A mental and emotional connection always comes first for you. And rushing the physical stuff is likely to turn you off. You're highly selective when it comes to dating, and some may say you're too picky. You know what you want, and when you find it, you're ready to commit. |
I should hope so!
| What Your Soul Really Looks Like |
 You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to. You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it. You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you. Your near future is still unknown, and a little scary. You'll get through wild times - and you'll textually enjoy it. For you, falling in love is all about the adventure and uncertainty. You can only fall in love with someone who keeps you guessing. |
Err.. I'm almost afraid to ask, but how does one textually enjoy something? Does it involve textiles, or actual texts? Or what?
| Your Theme Song is Back in Black by AC/DC |
 "Back in black, I hit the sack, I've been too long, I'm glad to be back" Things sometimes get really crazy for you, and sometimes you have to get away from all the chaos. But each time you stage your comeback, it's even better than the last! |
| Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol |
 You've got an interested edge that would be reflected in any portrait You don't need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd! |
| You Should Be a Film Writer |
 You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen! |
| You Are 77% Indie |
 You're a very indie person, and admit it, you look down a little on people who strive to be normal. You'll indulge in a little mainstream pop culture every now and then. But for you, anything not indie is a guilty pleasure! |
| You are a Social Conservative (31% permissive) and an... Economic Liberal (31% permissive) You are best described as a:
Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test |
3 Comments:
Oy! *tap tap tap* Are you there?
I had a dream last night that we were trying to hitchhike to New York, and we were staying with this cool old rabbi in... Pennsylvania? I don't remember... but anyway, somehow we got ourselves into the Hunt for Red October. It was weird.
How are you? How stands Christendom?
Alas, poor woolly-pully! I knew him well. Er... well I guess I didn't, but my condolences all the same. It does sound the Very Cool Thing.
Still here, Meredith! Email me your phone number so I can call you, 'k? >starts the search for the phonecard< What...New York... Hunt for Red October? Weird but cool, sounds like ;D
I'm well, though feeling a trifle overwhelmed with my classes- and of course missing you!:( Christendom is still standing despite Petrine etc. ;) People are more or less their usual selves. John and I are working on the script of awesome coolness, and you have left a Meredith-sized hole in all of our lives! Enjoy Rome, but we can't wait to see you again! (End of the semester perhaps?)
Ok, dudette, you so totally have to update your Blog!!! Or call me or SOMETHING! *sigh* sheesh, it's not fair that my best friend is soooo hard to get a hold of. Anyway, please keep updating!!!
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