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uh... hi.
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awl righty, then. Now that I'm not as depressed as Marvin the Paranoid Android,
  
I was a squirrel at LAN.07.1 which makes me... still a squirrel now?
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* I took Middle Ages in Bethlehem, 06.1
and... wait, if I'm not going back this year, would I be a twomore this summer or just a squirrel again? or neither? or both? or just not a CTYer? god, that's a fate i don't want to consider. but I'm not going back this year, so... yeah... ;__;
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* My Squirrel Year consisted of me taking ETYM.LAN.07.1 with the bestest bunch of classmates a gal could ask for, eating lunch at a long table with people who mixed together something of half-eaten tomato soup + jell-o + gatorade and drank it, and asking everyone WHAT on earth Blammo was. nobody actually told me, but that's why there's a great website like this around.
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* I can't go back this year. :( but I promised all the people I email far too frequently that while they're at camp, I will use up a good portion of quad time with phone calls every night.
  
Bring on the depression.
 
Now would be a great time to schedule a Mono Table reunion... but nobody knows who we are, haha.
 
  
Mono Table = the table of people who mixed tomato soup, gatorade, and jello one day and drank it. The table which had most of the Etymologies class and their hallmates. Perhaps best known as the table that had people arrive so early that on the day that one dining room was closed during 07.1, we got to sit at our normal table in a completely deserted room because there was nowhere else to sit and we'd beaten the custodians at F&M to it. Only God knows if we'll ever get enough people together again, and if the others will manage to recruit enough squirrels to keep us a tradition... but he's not telling. That would be far too convenient.
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um... for those of you who were at Lancaster first session last year... if you saw a girl with a strange, large green stuffed bug that was always taken to study hall with her, that was me. but you probably didn't see me, it's a pretty big campus. yeah.
  
I took the BabyCTY course Middle Ages in Bethlehem 06.1
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That's... why I'm a bug... Entymologies Bug... that, and people keep confusing [[Etymologies]] with entymologies, the study of bugs. It's not.
And [[Etymologies]] for the aforementioned squirrel year.
 
  
My username is a reference to the fact that people often confuse Etymologies with Entymologies, the study of bugs. I also brought that giant stuffed grasshopper to study hall. I walked around with it alot at Quad time, so if you actually saw me... wow. That makes me famous.
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I was witness to several important events, such as the creation of [[Four Square|Nameless]], the Dr. Mario Dance (...okay, well I "witnessed" it but I didn't get to see much because of the amazing number of tall guys standing in front of me... so I had to jump up and down continuously, and still didn't see anything.), and the epic waterballoon fight with the [[Hall:LAN#Ruvenites|Ruvenites]] that I'm now apparently a villain in! woohoo! It was like... my class and all our hallmates against Frank Wang and Ruven's halls. I feel so very special.
I am not, however, a great fan of bugs. The awesomest real bug I have seen was the moth that stalked Sir Joe. And stalking is... well...
 
  
My non-current occupation. (That's right, I gave it up... I'll pick up stalking again when someone thinks to include me in one of the massive games of blammo that is sure to go on at the high school next year.) This is because I spent the entire session (all 3 weeks of it! From the first Sunday to the last <s>Friday</s> Thursday. is that a record?) staring openly at a certain person whenever I could. I eventually started calling this "stalking" because it seemed like something a true red-blooded CTYer would do, and hey; it made the whole thing sound pretty darn important. Pretty soon, most of the people I sat with at lunch knew about it, as well as my RA's. (They didn't really care that much, though. I think. "You're stalking someone? What's his name?" "so you can tip him off? no thanks." "nooo... so I can tip his RA off and set you two up at the dance!". And tempting as that sounded...)
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Heh... has anyone been offended by my overusage of [[Silent Football|heinous pronouns]] yet? well, I'll give you a hint: I have a very common 5-letter name. Very, very common. and... *counts of fingers* yes, 5 letters!
  
I was, if you haven't figured out by now, a <s>failure</s> minorly... unsuccessful... overenthusiast (?) of a stalker. I think my crowning achievement was when someone asked me where my stalkee was, and he was walking roughly 6 feet away. I'll always remember that...
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I am also the Cogitorian Foggy_Skies3, so... anyone else...?
If he doesn't know I was stalking him, that's totally due to his lack of observational skillz and I won't tell him by telling you all who he is. I've probably told everyone who actually needs to know anyway, and told him at least five times during camp, though never directly.
 
 
 
Maybe I'll find the guts to tell him if I ever see him again. Though it is more likely that he will randomly find me one day and ask, "hey, were you stalking me?"
 
 
 
If you're offended by my use of [[Silent Football|heinous pronouns]], sorry. I won't give my name here, or anyone else's though chances are if you care you already know or have the means of finding me. *coughyearbookcough*
 
I'm paranoid of internet stalkers, you see. And believe me, if anyone should know how easy it is to stalk people, it's me.
 
 
 
erm... in other news... I just finished reading the More Than Complete Hitchhiker's Guide. :D
 

Latest revision as of 20:11, 19 August 2009

awl righty, then. Now that I'm not as depressed as Marvin the Paranoid Android,

  • I took Middle Ages in Bethlehem, 06.1
  • My Squirrel Year consisted of me taking ETYM.LAN.07.1 with the bestest bunch of classmates a gal could ask for, eating lunch at a long table with people who mixed together something of half-eaten tomato soup + jell-o + gatorade and drank it, and asking everyone WHAT on earth Blammo was. nobody actually told me, but that's why there's a great website like this around.
  • I can't go back this year. :( but I promised all the people I email far too frequently that while they're at camp, I will use up a good portion of quad time with phone calls every night.


um... for those of you who were at Lancaster first session last year... if you saw a girl with a strange, large green stuffed bug that was always taken to study hall with her, that was me. but you probably didn't see me, it's a pretty big campus. yeah.

That's... why I'm a bug... Entymologies Bug... that, and people keep confusing Etymologies with entymologies, the study of bugs. It's not.

I was witness to several important events, such as the creation of Nameless, the Dr. Mario Dance (...okay, well I "witnessed" it but I didn't get to see much because of the amazing number of tall guys standing in front of me... so I had to jump up and down continuously, and still didn't see anything.), and the epic waterballoon fight with the Ruvenites that I'm now apparently a villain in! woohoo! It was like... my class and all our hallmates against Frank Wang and Ruven's halls. I feel so very special.

Heh... has anyone been offended by my overusage of heinous pronouns yet? well, I'll give you a hint: I have a very common 5-letter name. Very, very common. and... *counts of fingers* yes, 5 letters!

I am also the Cogitorian Foggy_Skies3, so... anyone else...?