One does not simply leap into Mordor...

It's true, you can't really take a leap of faith into Mordor, though I'm sure you could argue that Frodo did and blah blah blah. I needed a title today, so I picked that. Nothing else to it.

So, I've accomplished something rather odd this week: Not a single day of school. Oh, you must think I'm crazy, a deviant of some sort? I'll admit I was lazy, and the reasons for not going to school are not good reasons you'd like to hear, so I won't tell them. So, if you haven't been blessed by my presence in the hallways, you now know why.

So, in the end, it doesn't work out too well anyway, I'm prolly behind on tons of stuff. But I did have a nice week, lotsa sleeping and reading honestly. And now I shall pay the price.

Oh, I'd also like to thank Kates for filling in my blog, I'm certainly not nearly as consistent with the writing as I used to be. But Kates certainly does provide the more... feminine side of the blog, what with her chick flick analysis and all, and I'm sure she talked about shoes somewhere. Not that my blog is really masculine or anything, it's more of a neutral tone I'd say. Which is nice.

Do have a good end of the weekend, I will leave now, with this very short blog entry.

Yours in empathy (lol),

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Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless.

Sugar High

Hello out there!

Sorry to anyone who cares that both Gabby and I are horrible at committing to write something down more than once (or twice if your lucky) a month! He's always complaining about lack of interest from the great masses that tend not to flock to his blog but really, who better to blame than himself? Well ourselves now :P. Tell me Gabby: how are we supposed to attract readers with no new material?
One of the main reasons that I have been MIA these past weeks is somewhat due to school but a lot can be said about the distraction of the book I am currently reading!! Now you must promise not to laugh.... I'm currently reading the books in the Twilight series. Yes I am aware that they are kind of trashy, no I am not going to pretend they are great works of literature that will be remembered for decades. Hell chick lit is a bit of a vice for me and I’m not afraid to admit it!! The story is quite captivating and honestly what girl can resist a good old fashioned passionate love story?! They even has a love triangle or two :P It’s also a plus when there are things like gorgeous vampires and dangerously alluring werewolves to entertain you ;). I'm also the biggest nerd on the planet because the other book I'm reading is the latest in the Halo novel series:P. I know how much cooler can one person get? If you know anything about Halo (the most awesome video game ...ever..) here's the basic idea of this book: Avery Johnson is a young marine in a special division who gets transferd to a easier job out in the far off human colony of Harvest, but soon the Humans and the Covenant are going to have their first contact. Obviously this part of the story comes before the first game and I am finding it quite enjoyable so far.
Since I have already embarrassed myself with my revelations on the book front mind as well divulge my other favourite procrastination past time....... I am addicted to One Tree Hill :$:P. I know it’s a soap opera but not only is everyone (give or take a few) on the show amazingly attractive, with awesome hair might I add, it also has so much drama that I can forget about how silly my life is for a while. I am currently on season 2 episode 16, and I have been trying to pace myself, you know fill in the gaps with History homework, trashy novels and the occasional food break:P.

As for my real life, you know the one in the real world, I have actually had a kind of eventful couple of days! Wednesday was the first swim meet of the year; I think I placed second in something or other... I really need to shave 3 seconds off my 50 free time before I will be satisfied though. After swim Julian's mom drove Andrew and I home, thanks Wendy you’re the best, she bought us doughnuts though... a dozen of them ….. for the 4 of us:S. I hate to admit that I had three, but the swimming makes up for it. Right?:D I also had Mickey D’s for dinner with my dad; I got a grilled chicken sandwich though, which counts for some you-aren't-going-to-fat-people's-hell points. Thursday was parent teachers and unfortunately my evil twin was in the day my teacher was looking for a secretary so I was stuck at school on my half day :( I spent my time chatting with Jordan, Dexter and Travis which was...nice... :P lol. Thursday night after my singing lesson/rehearsal (no laughing, I am in a church choir) I went with some friends to see August Rush. Which was incredible, in a feel good, everything is a huge coincidence but that’s okay, kind of way:D. Friday I hung out downtown with a “special client”, bought some pizza and CDs, generally had a good time. Then came home, did minimal homework until Devlin came over to help me beat Halo :D. My dog almost ate him though:S I never really got around to the whole puppy training thing, don’t get me wrong though, he’s a good dog, just a little... wild sometimes.
Anyways Devlin and I went back to his house for some gaming with Davie and Dusan, and this is probably the best part of my weekend. See I ate almost half a thing of mint chocolate chip swirl something or other ice cream, and then played Halo with two guys who are both much better than me. I have a sugar high and Devlin is trying to coach me from the sidelines, mainly by yelling “JUMP!!” over and over again. This obviously sends me into a fit of uncontrollable giggles when jumping actually keeps me alive for a good 3 minutes with Davie chasing after me with a rocket launcher, mongoose, gravity hammer and I think a Spartan laser, though I was laughing too hard to really tell. :P I babysat Saturday night, will discuss the merits and downfalls of babysitting at a later date, after spending and hour and a half bagging leaves with my daddy. Thank God too, cause with all that white stuff outside I think anyone who was putting the leaves issue off to a later date is shit outta luck!

God I can talk a lot!! It must be something like a new record! :P Hope everyone had as action packed a long weekend as I did, and until I grace you with my presence again,

Later Days!



HALEY: Urgh(!) Do you think there’s such a thing as a sugar hangover?
(Brooke shrugs and makes a slight noise before getting up.)
BROOKE: I think what you need is a little taste of the snake that bit ya(!)
(Kneels in front of Haley, smiling.)
HALEY: Ice-cream for breakfast?
BROOKE: It’s Butter-pecan.
-One Tree Hill, season 2 episode 8:Truth, Bitter Truth

P.S. That was EXACTALY how I felt after both the doughnuts and the ice cream **groan**

This is 5% luck, 1% skill

40% concentrated power of will, 40% pleasure, 4% pain and OVER NINE THOUSAND PERCENT REASON TO REMEMBER THE NAME.

That's right folks, after a rather amazing debut blog post by K473z 7h3 M4gnific3n7 (it certainly beat my first one), I'm back to talk about what, exactly?

I dunno, though I find myself in the same position as K473z, that is, surrounded by darkness and about to fall asleep on this Tuesday night after some hard work in History and then some raidzzz with my guild. Eagle and Lynx boss down! Not that that means anything at all to any of you, but I'll include a screenshot purely for the lolz in one of the most intense moments of the night.



You can click on that for a bigger version, if you dare.

Yeah, I'm sorry for depressing all of you, but when William Shatner and Mr. T start making advertisements for World of Warcraft, you realize that WoW is just pure win, no matter what all you Zelda nerds may say.

So, I think I've had a pretty good day, tomorrow won't be so good cuz of another History thing (Corner wants us to memorize shiz, ugh), but I'm looking forward to Friday and being out of school for that day. Yeauhhh history trip planned 3 months in advance!

On that note, I'll go sleep now so I can wake up bright and early tomorrow and memorize shiz. Gawd, I suck at memorizing.

Yours in memorization,

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Welcome to the World

The camera pans over a dark room lit only by the faint glow of a computer screen. There is a girl sitting in on a pile of pillows with her face resting on the keyboard of her laptop, fast asleep.
**Voice over begins in the low mellow tones of Kate Soper**
First impressions are something that people dread all over the world. We stay awake at night fearing the first day at a new school, or pace in the waiting room before an important interview. No matter what it is, big or small, it is hard to be comfortable when you know everything from the shirt you are wearing to the tone of your voice is being analyzed by the person in front of you. The great thing about the internet is that you don’t have to worry if your pants and jacket clash.

With a start Kate is awake and rubbing her eyes, blinking at the screen in front of her, then at the clock across the room on her dresser.

Kate: Crap…*yawn* why the fuck am I not in bed?!

Clicks her mouse, scrolls down the screen and types the final words into her first post on Gabby’s blog. With a flourish the entry is posted.



Good day avid, and not so avid, readers. It is nice to see you, metaphorically, up and about here in cyber space. I am a friend of Gabby’s who he has generously allowed to contribute to his wondrous blog spot. Silly Gabby thought that by allowing me to write for him the vastness of my social circle will read my posts and his blog will gain popularity. Unfortunately Gabby forgot to note that I have no friends who care enough to go out of their way and read my rambling and for that his plan is doomed. His other incentive for inviting me was that I supposedly have an exciting life full of fun times and adventures. I am in IB, it would seem that all IB students are prone to compulsive studying, homework completion and EE research, so even though I am not a typical IB student and do go out more than I probably wise, my choices of fun events are limited by my largely IB based friend group.
Sorry Gabby, guess you will have to make due with my directionless ramblings!

I think that will suffice as an introduction into what Kate Soper the Magnificent is all about.

For lack of a better signing off tagline:
Later days.

And so here we are,

Born to be kings,
We're the princes of the universe.

Another standard day indeed. I now know that My lowest mark cannot be below seventy, which isn't too bad. 95 in French brings things up in the end, anyway.

There are, in facts, a few highlights to my day:

Met plenty of people at lunchtime and talked about everything.
Rofled, along with half of the class, in SAP over some cheesy 80s educational movie. I'd explain this one part which brought tears to our eyes and we had to rewind because it was so effing hilarious, but you wouldn't get it, you'd have to be in my SAP class to understand. At one point we thought this one girl was having some sort of problem, since she was laughing for 12 minutes straight. I myself lasted eight minutes before I decided to stop, which I managed by simply bringing up the image of Mr. Reiss in my mind. Worked like a charm.

Went home, messed around a little bit 'till six o' clock at which point I prepared to undertake my journey on bike, in the cold and the rain, to Leaside High School for the Badminton club. Played some good matches to warm up, as I was rather rusty, having missed a lot of days because of all the school work. And amidst the matches, who should appear in the gym but my lovely friend Ana, who, purely by coincidence, happened to be at the school for some event of some sort and happened to see me! I do wish she would have stuck around, though, for after a quick yell "Hello" she vanished out of sight, never to be seen again. I looked around a bit for her, but then decided to go home, exhausted.

Some might consider my day as dull, others as somewhat adventurous, but it was a nice day overall. And yes, I write about my days in this blog for nothing else seems to be noteworthy.

OH. The Epic Lightsaber battle tomorrow! GO GO. They're giving out free lightsabers, and then it's 2$ if there are too many people. Contact me if you feel the urge to fight for your side (THATS RIGHT, YOU CAN BE A DARK OR LIGHT JEDI, YEAUHHH).

It'll be really fun and nerdy, I promise!

I won't go alone though, so taaalk to me if you read this on time. Which you probably won't.

Oh well, goodbye, farewell (insert the rest of the Sound of Music line here).

Yours in smileys =),

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Hola

That means hi, and since I've forgotten everything from Grade Ten Spanish (Ms. [redacted] was quite the teacher), that's about all I can say for the moment.

But hey, I got into the Level two Spanish class, even though we're already halfway through November! Even better is that Mr. Matchett, as he likes to say, is "soaking my feet" (wtf?) with a quiz on stuff I have no idea how to do this Wednesday, w00t. Something about the future and the present progressive etc. He was nice enough to give me a ten-minute Spanish lesson after school today, though.

Tomorrow shall be the last time I have to talk to Mr. Reiss, as I have to get his permission to drop Bio class (you have no idea how happy that makes me). Although I think he will be happy to get rid of me, I wasn't exactly his best student. Come to think of it, I was his worst. The only thing I was good at was giving random facts when he asked a question, and I was the only one with an answer, usually the right one somehow. (reach for the top anyone?).

I'm rather disappointed, but happy that I didn't eat lunch today, I was expecting a succulent meal and yet none presented itself, though, in the end, much embarrassment was saved. Maybe I'll be normal and fix myself a lunch tomorrow. If you care, I had a crummy cookie for lunch.

And, well, that's the way the cookie crumbles. Sorry ladies, this'll be a short, boring one.

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Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless. 

2019-05-09: Removed personally identifiable information.

Think Pink

And blog my log of the day.

Another standard day, I was really happy today, for a variety of different reasons, which I shall outline for you:

• Reiss wasn't as bad today.
• Today was my final day with the Reiss.
• I'm not failing Bio anymore (hooray).
  
• Found some additional programs for what I'm going to do next year with the help of guidance.
• I'm switching to Spanish class - In due time I shall be perfectly trilingual muahaha.
• Free Cupcakes (thanks J00les!).
• I proved to Eric I wasn't a complete failure at Mario.
• Opie once again made my day by yelling at Kanita when she wasn't wearing her uniform, and I quote: "I want to see some Uniform Motion in the next ten seconds!". Opie is a fisicks teacher, also. I thought it was hilarious, and certainly not cheesy.
  
• Tomorrow is an assembly day (although we spend the .same amount of time in school as normal, I have an hour to doze off without anyone catching me).
• Tomorrow is Friday.
  
• Fonzie is so cool.

I am however, anxious for the following reasons:

• 4 real, the history essay test is tomorrow
• I let my guard down and these people randomly took a picture or two of me. I will have to Fotoshop. Although I'm glad I'm a celebrity.
• Some EZ Psycho/Socio/Anthro test tomorrow.
• Possibility of another photographic ambush
• My Jetman scores aren't as high as I'd like them to be.

So, I just shortened today's entry considerably with point form. W00t.

Enjoy the rest of your pathetic day,

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Okay, so it's been a while (well, for you blog addicts, I'm sure, for you casuals, not so sure), but, you know, sometimes I'm too lazy to write during weekends (I usually write blogs when I have pressing work to do, like studying for tomorrow's in class History essay). It was a dashing weekend, I suppose. Saturday was dull. Sunday was quite nice!

You see, from six to eight o'clock on sunday night, a bunch of people met up at Echo sushi for a gargantuan Sushi buffet - that's right, all you can eat sushi. Although some people might go there for the sushi, WE went to celebrate Sophia's birthday! And a merry birthday it was, with the birthday girl sitting at a seperate table behind a wall so that in the end, I really didn't talk to her much and neither did the people sitting at my table. Oh well. The complex world of intricate seating arrangements is for another blog.

But oh man, I could write an entire blog about the exquisite foods we ate. The Firecracker (twice as spicy as the spicy tuna sushi), the Crab n' Mango (mmm), the Green Dragon (epic). But I won't write an entire blog about it, I know you expect more of me.

So it was an exciting evening. I must thank Kate for feeding me the sushi (I was stuck in a corner, and couldn't reach the middle of the table). And I had to trust her with what we ordered, since she is somewhat of a sushi guru and I decided to go with whatever she was ordering. Not a bad idea after all.

All in all, it was an evening filled with laffs, tears of joy (almost) and non-photogenic people (mostly me and Mindell, har har) who willingly posed for the camera anyway.

Now, that was sunday. Monday and Tuesday will be much easier explained: I got some sort of sickness (something like the Flu (fever, stomach ache (NOT RELATED TO SUSHI), disorientation (some girl called me yesterday, and I was so confused) were some of the symptoms) (yes, I write brackets within brackets within brackets). Okay, I lost track of where my sentence was going after the third bracket. But anyway, I got sick, so I stayed home and slept on the couch while watching TV (standing up made my head twirl somewhat). I ended up watching Crossroads on Monday. That's right, with Britney Spears. *Shudder*. My gawd I almost wanted to kill myself for bearing 2 hours of that crap. It was as horrible as you might think it would be.

Today I decided to not repeat Monday's mistakes and tried to stray away from the TV, but I ended up watching Jeopardy!, which was fun. Really. I love Jeopardy!. They have this big tournament thing going on, so it's twice as exciting.

So, yeah. That was me and my extended weekend. I'm too tired to double check my blog entry now. Oh well.

Kaleidoughscope signing off,

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American Wanksta

Yes, not American Gangster, but American Wanksta, because I didn't see American Gangster today. We were supposed to, but a certain someone did not "plan accordingly"! Yes, we got there, got in the lineup at the Yorkdale theatre, you know, like any normal person would do, to buy our tickets, but alas, as we arrived at the desk "O HAY GUYS WE'VE SOLD OUT AMERICAN GANGSTER LOL, TY COME AGAIN".

So, then the Lady who did not plan accordingly herself showed up (late, as usual) and we stood there for about a quarter of an hour wondering what to do with our now disoriented friday night. I once again suggested we go around town putting fake yellow parking tickets on peoples cars just for kicks because well, honestly, that would have been a more productive night then what really happened...

Three of the six people decided we should go to another theatre to see if they were sold out too, but the other three, which included me, decided otherwise and the group split up without shedding a tear. The remainder of the night consisted of the three of us nerdifying ourselves at EB Games and the Apple store. No, we did not take those "ghey" apple-store pictures that you see on Facebook with premade photoshopped settings (oh the agony, I cringe when I see them).

It's a wonder we killed an hour or two just standing around in Yorkdale, really. But we did get free food at New York Fries stand in the food court, since one of my buddies was just finishing an eight-hour shift there. Woohoo.

So, all in all, another wasted day thanks to the Lady-who-does-not-plan-accordingly (okay, it wasn't really her fault, and happy birthday to her =D!) and I'm sure her Sushi-Bonanza on Sunday will be ever so slightly better planned.

Yours in wasteddayness,

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Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless.

NOBODY EXPECTS...

Yeah, I had one hell of a day, wandering around school, bursting out "NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION" to people who stared at me and my Sombrero for a bit too long.

My original plan was to have people planted around the school having random conversations with people, and when I came along, they would say "I didn't expect some kind of a Spanish inquisition..." at which point I would bust in and say my line. Oh well, 'twas fun anyway.

So, you know, it's still halloweeen, but guess what?

Yeah.

I have a biology test tomorrow. !@#!#!@#!#$!

This is the THIRD CONSECUTIVE YEAR WHERE THEY'VE HAD A BIO TEST THE DAY AFTER HALLOWEEN. What the hell. It's like a tradition: It started in grade ten with Ms. Likins, grade eleven with Ms Tram and NOW grade twelve with Mr Reiss, who is the toughest bio teacher of them all.

As if I wasn't busy enough stealing my sister's candy, I now have to study during a most excellent Wednesday night. I could be outside scaring little children and purging the world of heresy but NOOOOO, I have to study the role of pyruvate in the Krebs cycle and why NADH carries electrons to the electron transport chain and blah blah blah.

Worst part is that I even if I manage to reach my goal of studying for five hours straight, I'll still fail the test. On the last test, the highest mark in the class was 64%, with the average in the mid forties. Fun stuff eh? Sure keeps me feeling hopeful.

And of course I'll have these kids knocking on the door, because the parental units had the bright idea of decorating the house even though they'll be gone for half the night. No chance in hell I'm answering the door.

If anything, I can scare them with some scary pictures of how viruses infect cells, photocopied straight from my bio textbook. Hehehehehe.

So, I'm off. Wish me luck. Even though you're all probably busy enjoying halloween while I'm stuck in a bio universe.

GL,HF.

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So, I don't plan on actually posting every day, I mean, I do have some form of a life, right? Yeah, I won't even give you the chance to respond to that. But this picture here says a lot.
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So um, you know, my weekend. Pretty standard. Gaming at Slater's on Friday (although he prefers to call it "chilling", something about it sounding nerdy otherwise). Kicked ass at Super Smash, as always, with Roy and Jigglypuff.

Saturday was a waste, didn't do much.
Sunday I was feeling rather sick and I had a math test to study for, so I broke plans with someone. Somewhat depressing also.

Aaaand today I had the math test, wasn't bad, wasn't awesome. I figure I should study for the little bonus questions Opie leaves on the test, since they're easy if you understand the kinds of bonus questions Opie gives. They're all these witty, clever enigmas that you shouldn't spend too much time on (I did anyway) or else you don't have time to finish the test!

So for example, one of the enigmas he gave us:
Bob and Bill are standing in front of a portrait. Bob says to Bill "Brothers and Sisters I have none, but this man's father, is my father's son." What is the relation of the man in the portrait to Bob?

I thought I had it right, and I spent some time on it too, but I was wrong. Sigh. I know the answer, but can you solve it? Oh, don't google it either, cuz I'll be like "Not cool." Deal? Deal.

I slept during french class again. Biggest waste of an hour and seventeen minutes in my day for sure. Ugh. I wish the Chin could just give me my exam and I could be done with it, but nooo, I have to "demonstrate my knowledge through class participation and classwork". Bull. Besides, I don't like to answer questions and discussions in class. A few weeks back, when I read a passage from some handout, I got a friggin' standing ovation from the class. No joke. WTF?

Oh, and me and a couple of my buddies are obsessed with the No god quote from 30 days of Night. We plan to do some uber remixes with sparta, the dramatic chipmunk, over 9000 etc. about the head vampire dude saying, in his tone of voice, No god, in opportune moments in the video clips. Because it is HILARIOUS. Seriously. So be on the lookout for that, we're planning to create the greatest internet fad of like... ever!

So, that's it for today, have a nice week. And a nice day. Having no school on Friday is sweet.

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Obnoxiousism

So, today was a pretty standard day. Corner gave us the usual speech about how we should work our asses off for history and Paper 2, and be bringing in to class exciting and interesting stuff that deals with history, so the entire class can enjoy the intricacies (yeah, I had to wiktionary that) of European history. He gleefully told us that he was going to give us plenty of in-class essays to, once again, practice for the dreaded Paper 2 essays. Aaand of course he told us that last year's IB history class was soo much better than our class, and that we knew absolutely nothing, which certainly evoked feelings of inspiration among us all, I'm sure.

And then, hypocritically in my eyes, he made us watch a somewhat dull history video about Hitler's life.

Oh, and math was rather dull, but I managed to entertain myself midway through the class by saying to random people "Hey baby, nice ASS-ymptote". Naturally, I found this hilarious, given the fact we were examining some asymptotes anyway. (For those of you not fond of math, feel free to google asymptote, it really does have to do with math). I then realized how idiotic I sounded, but we shall leave that point aside for now.

But the highlight, or rather, the downside to my day was sitting with the Tenners (and, pun intended, they're anything but tenors, with wild, screeching, hysterical voices) and explaining some random school stuff to certain people. Now, don't get me wrong, there are some Tenners who were fine and were worthy of my presence, but unfortunately, I was mostly surrounded by loud, obnoxious people giggling about who-knows-what-I-don't-wanna-know. To get myself through lunch, I simply thought to myself that it was all a gargantuan psychological experiment and I was simply there observing it, as an outsider.

I might repeat the experiment, but I'll bring my selective earplugs (well, I haven't invented them yet, but basically they're earplugs that blot out what you don't wanna hear and instead amplify what you do what to hear to a crisp, crystalline clarity) this time to be able to survive amidst the jungle animals.

Tomorrow's a messed-up day, which perfectly fits with my skipping pattern (more on my skipping pattern some other time) so that I end up not skipping a single class after all!

Well, so long for now, take care of yourselves,
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Lovely Gossip & Rumours

Ah, gossip. Everyone luuuuurves to gossip. High school is gossip heaven. I suppose old senior homes are also gossip heaven. But since we're in high school and not old, rickety people yet (in due time, in due time), high school gossip is today's ronery topic.

People can be so mean, with rumours spreading around daily about X being so and so and Y having done this and that. Now, I must say, girls are way more likely to be the ones to spread rumours about people, in my experience. There is absolutely zero scientific evidence to this, but it's what I notice. And sometimes, I get sick of it, these rumours running around wildly, ruining relationships and making people feel sad, and people talking behind peoples backs and blah blah blah. I'm sure it's just human nature or whatever, but I mean come on. Control yourselves man. Keep all the horrible things to yourself, and give a hug instead!

And I'm talking about negative gossip in today's blog post because I myself encountered it this afternoon, and it made me and another person feel rather sad. And Blogs are there to write things. And so I write.

I do try to stay out of all this negative gossip as much as possible, but it's like a vortex, you know, sucking everybody in until we're all little mice running around relaying rumours to each other.

Speaking of mice and drama, I must relay you all to the ultimate in drama - The Dramatic Prairie Dog. Best 5 seconds of my day, any day.

I leave you on that note today, I have some history to read and some trance to listen to, so, toodemeddles, and don't spread rumours about me too much.

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Procrastination?

Ha, it's me again, and after a bit of advertising, I think I can start writing some more. I wasn't gonna stop anyway, but it's always nice having an audience, as I outlined in my previous post.

The topic of today is procrastination. Yes, we all do it, but there are people who are much better at avoiding it than others, and they tend to be more dedicated people, in my experience. Since the majority of my not-so-avid readers are students, I am of course referring to schoolwork procrastination, which is perhaps the deadliest form of it.

There is reason to be alarmed! According to trustworthy Wikipedia, "Chronic procrastination may be a sign of an underlying psychological or physiological disorder."

And in my experience in the IB program (oh the agony), it would then mean that we are all insane!

Now, upon further examining our case, we come across what is called as the Student Syndrome.
The student syndrome simply means that you will only start the work just before it is due. Is that not true? You know it is. And then sometimes, you'll go cry to a teacher because you didn't "have time" to do your work and give them your get out of jail free card - the parent's note.

And if you were coming here and saw "procrastination" in the title and were hoping that I'd give you some tips on how to cope with it (yeah, like anyone would ask me for tips like that), well, you'll be disappointed. If anything, I will only make things worse by providing you with the newest ultimate procrastination tool - little rabbits jumping on bells.

That's right. Try it. I got somewhat hooked. Try to beat my record - 2.8 million. Have fun, and thank you for letting me ruin your productive work night.

This is Kaleidoughscope signing off, and, as always:
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Where are you?

Nah, I won't describe to you a full day of my life, "A day in the life", if you will. There are plenty of other blogs out there, with pictures and all for that kind of stuff. Obviously, my life is different from everyone else's, but whatevz, right?

I think I'll just end up writing randomly, just like most other personal bloggers do. I don't really have a massive audience. No, in fact, as I write these words, I have one person who will be reading this. Naturally, this may change if I manage to "advertise" a bit - but this blog is rather boring already, with a sort of depressing first post explaining how non-spectacular it is.

You know, I'm thinking of getting myself an idea-man or woman to find me some things to write about that people can enjoy. Some real neat ideas that perhaps people can relate to or can say "oh wow that's awesome" or are just enthralled by what I write. Now that's why a writer writes - to enthrall his audience. Well, most writers anyways. I don't think those McGraw-Hill-Ryerson people who create the gargantuan Biology textbooks write to enthrall their audience.

But for me to write this blog, I first must find my audience. And so this is a call out into the wild - Audience, where are yoooouuu?

Now that that's done, I can only sit tight and wait for you to come along, my beloved audience.

This is Kaleidoughscope signing off, aka
Karma Aspiration Linger Entity Iodine Darwin Overcast
Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless.

The Most Uninteresting First Blog Post Ever Made

So, usually people like to start things off with a bang, wouldn't you say? Well, have I got a surprise for you. There is no bang here. Nothing. You won't see helium balloons and fireworks. You won't see a magnificent entrance like the Count of Monte Cristo did when he found the gold and bought the mansion. You'll only see these ronery words (you can thank this friend of mine for that word, I think she made it up, I'm not sure).

In fact, I can't think of anything to say except... I think it's marvelous! Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.

Wait, I think I do now.

I think I'll be very sad when one day I say to myself, or to someone else: "my first blog post was the most boring thing I've ever written. I really should have started things off with a bang."

But then I'll probably say:
"Oh, well, it is better then just randomly putting letters together and calling that a blog post."

I can't make this first blog post too long either, or else it might count for something. I'll just say I'm tired.

Kaleidoughscope, signing off, or, as my friend Ana knows me,
Karma Aspiration Linger Entity Iodine Darwin Overcast
Ulysses Grievous Hawt Spectre Citron Ophilia Philharmonic Eyeless.