Les adventures de l'incomparable Mademoiselle C.

8:27pm: Happy Valentine's Day...
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want


I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile



-- maroon 5
she will be loved

12:23pm: How do you boil a whole camel?
Whole Stuffed Camel

In a cookbook called International Cuisine, presented by California
Home Economics Teachers, 1983 (ISBN 0-89626-051-8), you will find:

Stuffed Camel

1 whole camel, medium size
1 whole lamb, large size
20 whole chickens, medium size
60 eggs
12 kilos rice (26.4 pounds)
2 kilos pine nuts (4.4 pounds)
2 kilos almonds (4.4 pounds)
1 kilo pistachio nuts (2.2 pounds)
110 gallons water
5 pounds black pepper
Salt to taste

Skin, trim and clean camel (once you get over the hump), lamb and
chicken. Boil until tender. Cook rice until fluffy. Fry nuts until
brown and mix with rice. Hard boil eggs and peel. Stuff cooked
chickens with hard boiled eggs and rice. Stuff the cooked lamb with
stuffed chickens. Add more rice. Stuff the camel with the stuffed
lamb and add rest of rice. Broil over large charcoal pit until
brown. Spread any remaining rice on large tray and place camel on
top of rice. Decorate with boiled eggs and nuts. Serves friendly
crowd of 80-100.

Shararazod Eboli Home Economist, Dammam, Saudi Arabia
--- End forwarded message ---

9:30pm: uncommon knowledge
( MILE HIGH CLUB )

( DATING )

( CHOCOLATE )

7:21pm: Ain't gonna hang around till there's nobody dancing/I don't wanna hold hands and talk/
Off to dance!

(PS: My god, I love the rumba.)

8:36am: ( Putting off homework )

8:49am: I heard this song, and it made me think of the question Stefan asked about gf/bf-ness.
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it's going out of style
I can be the moodiest baby and you've never met anyone
who is as negative as I am sometimes

I am the wisest woman you've ever met.
I am the kindest soul with whom you've connected.
I have the bravest heart that you've ever seen
And you've never met anyone
Who's as positive as I am sometimes.

You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can?t relate
And you're still here

I blame everyone else, not my own partaking
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
And you've never met anyone as,
As closed down as I am sometimes.

You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can?t relate
And you?re still here

What I resist, persists, and speaks louder than I know
What I resist, you love, no matter how low or high I go

I'm the funniest woman you've ever known.
I am the dullest woman you've ever known.
I'm the most gorgeous woman you've ever known
And you've never met anyone as, as everything as I am sometimes.

You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can?t relate
And you?re still here

And you're still here
And you're still here...

8:44pm: I.

GOT.

MY.

LICENSE!!


(I also got my first flat tire today.)

8:57am: *telephone rings*

"Hello?"
silence
"Hello?"
"Hi...Marge? Hi, this is" -- couldn't catch the name -- "from the New York Times subsription office, and I was just calling to wish you a happy New Year -- "
"Wait, this isn't Marge. This is her daughter."
"Um-hmm." (sounds very unconvinced) "Is your...mother or father home?"
"No, they can't come to the phone."
"Um-hmm." (sounds very unconvinced) "Marge, thank you for your honesty. Goodbye."
*click*

....wtf?

1:06pm: Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and
Show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin some are steel
Some are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of the stranger
But we love to try them on

Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?

Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it, why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now
You've been there yourself

Once I used to believe
I was such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes

Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?

You may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil
And he is not always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You'll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along

6:50am: didn't we promise we'd only be friends/Now that you're here/It's not the same situation/
This is good. Sleep at, oh, 10 pm, awake at 5:30.

Progress.

5:54am: So my let lag recovery plan didn't exactly work.

=P

I have found my absolute favorite drink at Starbucks: Small Cafe Americano, with sugarfree Vanilla syrup added. Then I add whatever condiments I like like, and maaaan it's good. :-D

So ask me a question about my trip, I have no idea what you guys want to hear and I don't want to bore you.

1:26am: One more thing...

Thoese gay indian men can get down.

1:16am: I'm HOME!
Safe, dry, warm, and jet lagged.
home.
I never thought I'd be so glad to see it.

First, I want to say thank you to everyone who mailed me stuff. I know you're not all reading, but I gotta say it.

Second, I was in Northern India when the tsunami hit. I was perfectly safe.

Third, I sent out postcards. You all should get them. Stefan, I didn't have your address :(

I just read my friends' page, so I'm all up to date.

I won't try to write all about my trip now, because I have an English class at 7 am today, and typing out all that happened would take forever, and I'd forget to include stuff anyway. On the whole, the trip was intense.
The poverty was unrelenting
the beggars/salesmen were constant
the traffic was incredible (cars, trucks, bicycles, auto-and-human rickshaws, pedestrians, and the occasional cow/elephant/camel thrown in) but we only saw one accident
The food was spicy
rhe clothes were exotic
and the weather was great.

India is not for the faint of heart. It asks a lot of travellers. I wouldn't trade the experience for the world, but I am not certain I will go back.

12:34pm: I know Jesus fasted, but I don' think this is what he meant...
I was reading an interview with Harry Connick Jr. (a piano player and actor). One of the last questions was something like, "If you could sit down to dinner with three role models, who would they be?" and his answer included Jesus.

The next question: "What would you have?"
His answer: "Jambalaya, just like my mother used make, with pork and chicken."

10:05pm: when it comes to december/it's obvious why/no one wants to be alone at christmas time
w00t! I have my shirt now :-D Thank you, John. He liked the book I gave him (to my relief), too. Everyone had a good time. Happy Soltice/Yule/whatever-you-call-it everyone!
(I went to a mini-party at his house tonight. Lots of food, friends, and chocolate!)

On that subject, I was thinking about my favorite Christmas carols this afternoon. Because I know you all are so interested in my opinions, here's a list of the ones I like ~

- carol of the bells (I think it's the only carol in a minor key, and I like minor keys)

- deck the halls (it's just so happy!)

- Adeste Fideles (O come all ye faithful, in latin. I think the latin sounds so nice)

- We Wish You A Marry Christmas (this one is a bit...Christian sounding for my tastes, but it is such a well-wishing song, isn't it?)

11:33pm: There is something
in your eyes
flowing them over
stealing all the harmony
which lives in me
your hands are covering my tears

oh, why

There's a sort
of inner dance
trying to seduce me
feeling this anomaly
which takes me

Your touch

You're here

Your heart

11:27pm: when you cry/I'd wipe away all of your tears/when you scream/I'd fight away all of your tears/
Gosh, I was just thinking how much I love this song. It would be great to have a pas de deux too. *sigh* So romantic and angsty.
(Much of ballet is angsty, really.)
I have no partener, though.

I have to go up to my grandparents' xmas/birthday gathering tomorrow. I went to a party this morning, dammit (my father's company party), I have another party on Monday, should I get a rest?

I painted my nails red. They look nice. I so rarely paint my nails, it's a bit of a change -- albeit a nice one.

OH! "Heaven's A Lie" just came on the radio!

I'm hot.

11:19pm: so you compensate/your free country/tell me why it costs so much/
I just got home from seeing "The Incredibles."
Great movie, go and see it now!

(PS: It was $17! Crazy!)

11:18pm: Bah!

I can't sleep. Not that this should be surprising to me...

I did not get my usual ballet class in
I had a lot of sugar around 7:30
I drank about 6 cups of black tea today
I have two tests tomorrow

...and my mind just won't shut up. Boys, chores, homework, this weekend, christmas, what to tell my grandmother about what I want for christmas, if I should ask my mother for anything else (I feel like I've asked for a lot already, even though I'm sure that to most people it's not a lot), my license, what I need to return to stores, the boy in my mother's singing class to wants to meet me... it just goes around and around and around

Last night I dreampt I was in Hawaii. There were dolphins jumping, you could touch them, too. The fish were beautiful.
Did I mention I am seriously considering transferring to Univerversity of Hawaii? Uh-huh. They have some very interesting sounding classes, particularly the Hilo campus.

John, I finally saw "Arrested Development." It was hysterical! :)

I want to see a movie of "The Imanginary Invalid" -- in french!!

I have presents for everyone on my list, except 2 people: Justin and Bryce. Justin, what do you want?

There's this really, really cute shirt at Target. It's red, with long sleeves. There are drawings of a couple of presents on it, and it says "Good things come in small packages."
Isn't that cute?
If anyone wants to get it for me, it's in the children's section. I should be about a 14, maybe a 16.

There are a few things left on my list...maybe I should ask for them, I don't know. (sigh)
Does anyone think I'm greedy and/or materialistic?

10:15pm: I know I don't know you/but I want you/so bad/everyone has a secret/but can they keep it?/
The guy who sits behind me in math class is so hot. The other day he wore a sleeveless jersey to class. Good lord, what arms!
*swoon*
It was a good thing I didn't sit next to him, I wouldn't have been able to concentrate. ;-) He also has a mustang he is thinking about selling, so I gave him my infomation so if he did decide to sell it, he could get in touch with me. I want him to call me for purely bussiness reasons *nod nod*
I mentioned to my friend Heather how hot I think he his, and she said she'd work "it" into the conversation for me (don't worry, she has a boyfriend). So tomorrow I will find out if he is single.


I know I don't know you
But I want you so bad
Everyone has a secret
But can they keep it
Oh No they can't

I'm driving fast now
Don't think I know how to go slow
Where you at now
I feel around
There you are

Cool these engines
Calm these jets
I ask you how hot can it get
And as you wipe of beads of sweat
Slowly you say "I'm not there yet..."

8:48am: UNCOMMON KNOWLEDGE

There are many rumors as to the origin of the word "picnic," but the word actually comes from the French word "pique-nique" - "pique" is based on the verb "piquer," which is also the origin of the verb "to pick" in English, and the rhyming "nique" was an archaic word for a "trifle." The term originated to describe a party where everyone brought along food, and began to signify a sort of outdoor meal in the 1800s.

Both Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward were understudies in the William Inge play Picnic in 1960. They met, fell in love and soon got married. Both went on to film stardom, and the pair have collaborated on many projects, too. To this day they are regarded as one of Hollywood's happiest couples.

Michigan was the first state in the USA to have road-side picnic tables. An engineer named Allan Williams built one alongside U.S. 16 in Ionia County in 1929, and the idea was soon adapted by the State Highway Department. It has since been emulated by other states, and is considered an emblem of Michigan's hospitality.

The first lithographed American lunchbox appeared in 1902. It was shaped like a picnic basket and had an image of playing children painted on it.

--uncommongoods.com

In Hancock, New Hampshire in 1879, a family picnic was held by the Symonds family, and it gradually spread to involve the whole town, and then anyone who had ever lived there. The day become known as Old Home Day, and within twenty years, New Hampshire governor Frank Rollins had made the third week in August a state holiday known as Old Home Week. It is still celebrated today, with picnics and parades throughout New Hampshire.

9:40am: Possible winter intersession classes for me:

Adv. Ballet (Pros: Pas de deux Cons: 4.5 hours!)
Int. Modern (Pros: It will broaden my technique
Cons: 4.5 hours!)

Int. Math (Pros: I will remember everything from Beg. Math
Cons: I can barely keep up with my math NOW, will I be able to with a 1/3 of the time?)

College English: (Pros: I don't think it will be a problem keeping up and I will be able to take creative writing in the spring.
Cons: Lab.)

I am leaning towards English. Don't know what to do about the dance classes though.

In the spring, I want to take World Religions, Philosophy and Creative Writing.

6:10pm: Can you see me
Floating above your head
As you lay in bed
Thinking about everything
That you did not do
Cause saying I love you
Has nothing to do with meaning it

And I don't trust you
Cause every time you're here
Your intentions are unclear
I spend every hour waiting for a phone call
That I know will never come
I used to think you were the one
Now I'm sick of thinking anything at all

You ain't ever coming back to me
That's not how things were supposed to be
You take my hand just to give it back
No other lover has ever done that

Do you remember
The way we used to melt
Do you remember how it felt
When I touched you
Oh cause I remember very well

And how long has it been
Since someone you let in
Has given what I gave to you

And at night when you sleep
Do you dream I would be there
Just for a minute or two do you?

You ain't ever coming back to me
That's not how things were supposed to be
You take my hand just to give it back
No other lover has ever done that

Heartache heartache I just have so much
A simple love with a complex touch
There is nothing you can say or do
I called to let you know I'm through with you

10:50pm: I am going on a trial run, a little theory of mine, for the next 9 days.

Everyone wish me much sucess, OK?

10:13am: Just the way you look at me sometimes is enough...