Challenging Pople at Physics

Jen, am I just paddling round in circles by myself?

Also, everybody have a look at the trailer for next week’s Gilmore Girls

http://www.cwtv.com/video/?vid=102

Please? Okay.

Mrs Kim should have her own show. She should have her own channel.

I cannot wait to see Lane’s babies. The bed in the road thing looked a bit overdramatic, but they have to beat the running to church for the wedding thing. Oh, and “walking with dead people’s not my thing. Lets go.”

On a non-Gilmore subject…no, I can’t think of anything. Okey spudokey.

Have fun, people!

Today, Schmay, Jen and I planted a lot of trees. A LOT of trees.

I ache all over, I don’t know about you guys.

We actually helped plant 125 trees in total, but we ran out of protection stuff for the last three. But then again, there is a poem about how the trees that have to fight for their light and space, and also against rodents, I guess, grow to be the strongest. We’ll have to go back and find out, I suppose.

Then my parents came to pick us up, wearing red.

I also was baffled by a portaloo, got marmite from my bagel on a bird hide, and went in lots of puddles. Oh, and was approached by many dogs who clearly considered my coat to be the hip and happening place, since the first dog licked it and I probably smelt of dog.

In toenail news, they’re all still good. Phew. It’s never easy to lose a toenail.

I feel tired, but in a good way.

Mayo and potato,

Sophie

I tried to make this post about 3 hours ago, but was unable to because I had to run to the bathroom.

Basically, I had a horrible morning filled with pain, and nausea and yuckyness. Which, when coupled with 2 days of snappyness and 1 day of crying and more crying, makes this the worst few days I’ve had in a while. You can guess why. If you can’t guess why, you’re either male or really stupid. I love you.

And I have done almost none of the homework I absolutely had to do this weekend. And I still don’t understand how pendulums work.

But I am actually in a pretty good mood now, because I looked outside and you can see the sky and the sun and it looks like spring. Yesterday my mum and I were playing with my magnetic poetry calendar. I wrote one, and she wrote one. Then I made mine less gloomy, and put the two together and this is what we came up with:

Laugh like my bloom

I am a flower in the morning weather

Our winter is turning to spring

Sweet snow juice and the promise of summer

Relax. Dream. Be happy.

And then it made me feel like it was spring, which it isn’t because it is still January and it is probably going to rain this week. But still. Outside is pretty. I want to go out and run in it, but I would probably be sick. So I will do my physics instead. And listen to my nature music and pretend I am on a boat somewhere. Somewhere warm.

Another Gilmore-studying themed title for you there.

So…what’s been going on with me?

Well, I did my AS maths exam (it was good), I did my German mock (it was fine), I went to James’ birthday party, I injured my heel in Borders, you can’t use selective breeding to create really sharp rocks, and boys are not attracted to dead German physicists. Or are they…? Let me know.

Still got my physics and my french mocks to go. But whatever. I have almost no other homework for this weekend, but I am GOING TO A FOOTBALL MATCH. And tonight I have nothing to do, but I am GOING TO PLAY TENNIS.

I know. Shocking.

Wow. Two pies.

Anyhows, that’s pretty much me at the moment.

Oh, I forgot. I have to learn my German speaking stuff at the weekend. Therefore. (That’s damit in German.) (I think.) (I’ll have to look it up.)

So…im omnia paratus…

Sophie 

Happy (Christmas + New Year) everyone!

My favourite Christmas traditions:

• The drawing of the Sophies on the bus timetable plastic
• The Christmas decorations walk around my grandparents’ house
• The visit to Gill’s Mini Market
• Singing “Last Christmas” The “I broke my toe” version in maths
• Rosie has a cold, sniff snuff
• Miracle on 34th Street

One year I watched a film called Station Jim about 10 times during the holidays. But it was just recorded onto video, and I’ve lost it. I’m going to go and try to find it on Amazon. 

Have really great Christmases everyone! 

Hello!

I thought you would love to see the picture of what I did in food tech yesterday, and of the Christmas cake decorations I did this evening. Wouldn’t you? WOULDN’T YOU? 

That’s better.

Observe the alien wise men and slightly poked-with-a-cocktail-stick baby Jesus.

Observe the queasy-looking penguin and yeti-resembling Christmas trees. They look like something out of Monsters Inc. 

Anyhows, this was a fun test in whether marzipan or fondant icing was better to work with. The marzipan won by a long shot.

I was listening to an old CD I made whilst I was sculpting, and everything was happy (Walk Like an Egyptian, Man! I Feel Like a Woman, etc.) and cheerful, but then I forgot that I had put Fix You on the end. Which inevitably reduced me to tears on the kitchen floor. I then got black food colouring on my face, and some of it still won’t come off. Which just goes to show…well, nothing, really.  

Today, I had the best food technology lesson in the history of the world.

Vicki had brought in some marzipan (my favourite food, by the way) to make some snowmen. Only we ran out of white and has loads of spare yellow, red and green. So we made a multi cultural marzipan snowman nativity scene!

I made alien wise men snowmen. We also made a duck-like baby Jesus snowman, which I then stabbed with cocktail sticks in my attempt to make a manger. We opted to make straw with the yellow marzipan and a garlic crusher thingy instead.  

We also made red snowmen. Mrs W said “are they going to be Father Christmases?” and we said “No, they’re snowmen.” Then she said “but they’re red” and we said “we’ve made it multi cultural to appeal to a larger market.”

She didn’t really seem to appreciate it.

But anyway, it was the best thing we’ve ever made. Vicki took photos with her camera, so I’ll post them here once she emails them to me.

Sophie

P.S. I also got an A* in my mock!

Got home from school. Opened planner. 2 homework items: maths and statistics.

Started my maths. Finished my maths. Started my statistics. Actually understood statistics. Finished statistics. Did some more textbook questions for fun.

I now have a whole weekend, and no homework. I am in shock. Mendel says GASP.

So I actually have time to do crazy things like watch a film and read a book and do some scrapbooking and eat pizza and watch Strictly Come Dancing and listen to music and blog and buy Christmas presents and get my hair cut (which admittedly I was going to do anyway).

Yay! I can play endless rounds of Solitaire and not feel guilty about it. Yay!

Also, I can go shopping for patterned papers! Yay!

And update my quotes book! Because at the moment it is being deprived of the brilliant line “is that a reference to kissing?”

Anyone who was in biology can verify that I actually fell off my stool I was laughing so hard.