Old People

Ever wonder about old people? Like how the hell they got so old and crotchety without someone killing them. I would kill old people who were annoying if they lived with me. But I must go. I running on friggin' empty, and I HAVE to get some sleep.

Sleep all,

~Rowan

Thursdays

Thursdays are terrible. They're after the hump day, Wednesday, but before the good day, Friday. So why do they exist? To tempt those with the five day week into thinking the week is almost over when, in reality, IT'S NOT. Thursdays are God's worst trick: one we have to face every week. SO just as your getting over the last one, BAM, another one comes and hits you in the face.

<3,
Rowan

P. S. for those that didn't understand what <3 means, it means I less than 3 you. TTFN

Color

What is color really?

RED could mean anger or STOP, or love

ORANGE could mean fruit or. . . . fruit

Yellow could mean happiness or a nice sunny day or the sun

Green is my favorite color and it could mean grass, or go, or spring

Blue is also nice. Water, winter, calm, the sea

Purple. . . excitement. . . pizazz (awesome word)

Black is depressing, solemn, serious

Brown is warm and homey

White (I know this isn't white, but it was as close as I could get). . .emptiness, blank, paper

In conclusion, I like color. And italics.

Hang loose,
Rowan

Kings and Queens

Kings need strong names. Like the most famous Kings of old had strong names. King Arthur. King Richard. King John. Names are important. I like my given name, (you thought I was going to tell you what my gin name was, didn't you? Haha, no.), but I like my chosen name a lot too. I have two chosen names. I've already said both of them. I use Rowan more than Kay, but I like both, and I think they're both strong names.

Being a Queen is a unique experience. Being a moarch with a horrible name is the worst thing I can think of. Like Queen Ursula. That was the name of my gym teacher in elementary school. She was a bitch. Queen Tracy sounds awkward to. How about Queen Nan? That sounds meek. And rather grandmotherly.

Live on,
Rowan

Ancient History

Ancient History is death, joy, hunting, being prey, love, torture, dying, eating, drinking, starving, thirsting, wishing for more, giving, getting, damning, being damned,killing, living, sleeping, being wrong, wishing for less, being right, slicing, dicing, clearing a forest, rebuilding what has been lost, losing, winning, and murder.

That's what Ancient History is.

My Horse, my gorgeous, gorgeous horse

So, when I made this blog I promised myself I wouldn't make this about my life, because even though this is anonymous (see previous entry) if I say something unflattering or nasty about someone, that person will just randomly read this and then figure out who wrote it and who I'm talking about. And then, whoa, I'm in deep shit. But this is entirely flattering and not even about a person. It's about the horse that I ride, let's call him Roh. That's not his real name, but the whole deep shit thing? Yeah, it applies here too. He's awesome. I rode him today, and then I gave him a bath and grazed him in the sunshine, and he was gorgeous. I'm so happy. Could you tell?

Hang loose,

Rowan

Religion

I am sorry to anyone who offended by the following question:

Why the hell do people need religion? What's it giving them anyway?

That will be all, class

~Rowan

Senior Cut Day and Teen Arts

So, today we had Senior Cut Day, the day that seniors get to skip with full attendance credit, which means that they aren't marked as absent, even though they weren't there. Also, today was Teen Arts, which is this competition which people from the band and who do amazing artwork. Or sing. When I sing, I sound like a dying cat, I used to play flute but I sucked, and I'm a pretty fair artist, but not good enough to go to Teen Arts. So, in my Latin class today, which is all grades, cause it's just the first level of Latin, we had five out of 18. Nice deal. I have nine classes a day, and two of those are a lunch and a study hall. I saw five movies, took one test, played one game, and had one extra free period. Nice deal. I have Friday off, and Monday of course for Memorial Day. So, I had a nice day.

TTFN

Rowan

Being Anonymous

I love this. I'm totally anonymous. None of the people who don't read this have any idea who the hell I am. If I insult anyone by accident, I hope they'll never know. They probably won't, because I have no intention about saying any names. That's gonna bite me in the ass. I can feel it. But, still. None of my friends are reading this, or if they are (which I doubt), they don't know its me talking. Now you're all like, shit, this could be my best friend. For most of you, I'm not. But for some of you I AM. How creepy is that? So beans.

Here are some of my all time favorite quotes:

Remember: an amateur built the ark, but professionals built the Titanic

Flying is the art of trying to hit the ground and missing

Life is a terminal illness

I'm going to live forever or die trying

Never take life seriously. No one gets out alive anyway.

What's the point of being "cool" if we don't get to wear sombreros?

And yes, the last one is from Calvin and Hobbes. I love them

Here's some from my favorite books EVER. . .Maximum Ride

"Holy (insert swear word of your choice here.)"-Fang-MR-AE

"I look like prep school Barbie. Actually, you look like prep school Barbie. I'm just one of her friends." -Nudge-MaximumRide-SOF

"Rowr!" -Fang-MaximumRide-SOF

"She offered to cook breakfast."-Fang-MR-SOF

"Those wacky Brits called fries 'chips'. And potato chips were 'crisps'. And cookies were 'biscuits'. I had no idea what real biscuits were called. Wangdoodles?" ~Max-MR-StWaOES

Jeb turned to her. "She's incorruptible." Bully for me. "At least by power." I said. "You haven't tried chocolate or cute shoes" ~Max and Jeb-MR-Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports.

You... are...a... fridge...with...wings...We're...freaking...ballet...dancers! ~Fang-MR-SOF

"I'm hit, Max. They got me. I guess I'm gonna live fast, die young, and leave a beautiful corpse, huh?" Okay. In my experience, if you're really hit or seriously hurt, you don't say much. -Total and Max-MAX

Fang swerved closer to me, big and supremely graceful, like a black panther with wings. Oh, God. I'm so stupid. Forget I just said that. -Max-MAX

"What's your name?" "Isabella von Frankenstein Rothschild." -Angel answering Steve-MAX

"South America. It'll be warm. They have llamas. You like llamas." -Max-MAX

Peace out y'all,
Rowan

Sleeping & Running

Today we were watching a movie in health class (I'll get back to this, there's more to it), and I fell asleep. Now, this happens a lot. I have a pretty busy schedule, so I'm always tired, and when they turn the lights out, unless I'm taking notes or doing a worksheet, I'm asleep. It's not like the teachers notice. So, I fell asleep and I was dreaming. I was dreaming that I was chasing down my friend, dressed like a hot dog vendor (she later told me that that's the summer job she got, so technically I'm physic. Did I spell that right?) Anyway, I was desperate to catch her. I also know why, which is fairly unusual for a dream. She had my dog. Logical, no? So, the bell rings. The bell always wakes me up. Its like a supremely annoying alarm clock that chimes 7 times. So, anyway, the bell rings. I shoot out of my seat, grab my stuff, and run, like I mean I was booking it, to my English class. Here's the kicker: my English class is about 100 feet down the hallway.

So, I said I would get back to the health movie. It was about stress and how it can ruin your life or something like that. But, in the first ten minutes that I watched, I realized something. Every health movie I've ever seen has people roller blading in it. Not skate boarding or roller skating, ROLLER BLADING. Check it out for me. Maybe it's just the movies we watch in my health class.

Here's something neat:

This is a strictly mathematical viewpoint...it goes like this:
What Makes 100? What does it mean to give MORE than 100? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100. How about achieving 103? What makes up 100 in life?
Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:
If:
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26.
Then:
H-A-R-D-W-O-R-K
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98
And
K-N-O-W-L-E-D-G-E
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96
But ,
A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E
1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100
And,
B-U-L-L-S-H-I-T
2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103
AND, look how far ass kissing will take you.
A-S-S-K-I-S-S-I-N-G
1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7 = 118
So, one can conclude with mathematical certainty that While Hard work and
Knowledge will get you close, and Attitude will get you there, it's the Bullshit and Ass kissing that will put you over the top.

How's that for smart?

Rowan out.

2nd Time Around

Wow, okay. So I'm posting twice today. I don't know why I'm doing this either. This window was just open on my laptop, and it was calling to me. Nothing amazing has happened to me. Currently? My life still sucks. Though now I think I have a friend that I can at least lean on, if not fall on. Not that you asked. But I have a history paper to finish, so I should go. But thanks for listening to what I didn't tell you. Which you didn't.

Me, Myself, and I

So, my real name is not Lady Kay. Or even Kay. I'm not going to tell you my real name. You can call me Rowan or Kay. I don't really know why I set this up. Maybe because right now in my life I'm lacking a really good friend who I trust never to sell me out. Maybe because my life is crashing down around my shoulders. Or, really, my ankles. I don't really expect anyone to read this. I mean, really, who cares that much about me? And I really hope this won't blow up in my face. Though, knowing my luck, it will. So I'll try my hardest not to bash anybody or anything, and you guys can try your hardest not to hear me until I make a mistake and make someone mad at me.