Ready?
(Countdown ended)
Happy New Year, everyone!
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Friday, December 31, 2010
2010 Moving On
It's December 31st again. It's the last day of 2010. Time goes by so quickly, doesn't it?
Many things have happened this year for me, and I bet that you guys have gone through a lot too.
But it's time to move on now, into a new year of endless posibilities. Who knows what will happen? Be prepared.
Reflect back on 2010. Remember all the interesting events that have happened. Recall your joys and regrets. It's time to really learn from all your little mistakes so that in 2011, things will go smoother.
Take up new challenges in the new year. Make new friends. Meet new people. Live your life to the fullest.
I wish you all had an amazing 2010. Now, it's time to think up a New Year's Resolution again, because 2011 is less than a day away.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Many things have happened this year for me, and I bet that you guys have gone through a lot too.
But it's time to move on now, into a new year of endless posibilities. Who knows what will happen? Be prepared.
Reflect back on 2010. Remember all the interesting events that have happened. Recall your joys and regrets. It's time to really learn from all your little mistakes so that in 2011, things will go smoother.
Take up new challenges in the new year. Make new friends. Meet new people. Live your life to the fullest.
I wish you all had an amazing 2010. Now, it's time to think up a New Year's Resolution again, because 2011 is less than a day away.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
Top Ten Quotes of 2010
I did this last year too. Now, for this year's top 10 batch of fresh cookies...ur, quotes:
Top Ten Quotes Jan 2010 to Dec 2010: (not in any order)
1. "When I looked in your eyes, I could feel the warmth of the sun shining down on me..." This was in a classmate's French Valentine's Day poem. xD
2. "It's SO SOFT..." Amazing, this person was talking about hair.
3. "I'm this kind of person: There's a cup, and you can fill it up. But if you fill it up too much, it will tip over. MY CUP IS FULL!" Wonders what Math class can do to someone.
4. "Ohmigosh, I can't do this...I'm going to smash myself with my guitar." Stage fright. ^_^
5. "You're just a sad-looking guy, sitting there, playing his guitar, singing of a lost love..." Another guitar quote.
6. "Love is never having to say you're sorry." Math class...*shakes head* Not a good time to daydream.
7. "Are you ready? Here, on three...FROWN." Honestly, we knew someone who couldn't frown.
8. "And they all departed by soaring similar to the fluff of a plant." Let's see you figure this one out!
9. "YOU ARE A GOOD BOY."
10. "Have you realized that some people who aren't that smart like to PRETEND they know what others are saying?" I have a really arrogant classmate. T^T
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If you know me personally, try and guess who said all these things. I said TWO of these things. (Hint: odd numbers.)
Ciao! Merry Christmas Eve!
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Top Ten Quotes Jan 2010 to Dec 2010: (not in any order)
1. "When I looked in your eyes, I could feel the warmth of the sun shining down on me..." This was in a classmate's French Valentine's Day poem. xD
2. "It's SO SOFT..." Amazing, this person was talking about hair.
3. "I'm this kind of person: There's a cup, and you can fill it up. But if you fill it up too much, it will tip over. MY CUP IS FULL!" Wonders what Math class can do to someone.
4. "Ohmigosh, I can't do this...I'm going to smash myself with my guitar." Stage fright. ^_^
5. "You're just a sad-looking guy, sitting there, playing his guitar, singing of a lost love..." Another guitar quote.
6. "Love is never having to say you're sorry." Math class...*shakes head* Not a good time to daydream.
7. "Are you ready? Here, on three...FROWN." Honestly, we knew someone who couldn't frown.
8. "And they all departed by soaring similar to the fluff of a plant." Let's see you figure this one out!
9. "YOU ARE A GOOD BOY."
10. "Have you realized that some people who aren't that smart like to PRETEND they know what others are saying?" I have a really arrogant classmate. T^T
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If you know me personally, try and guess who said all these things. I said TWO of these things. (Hint: odd numbers.)
Ciao! Merry Christmas Eve!
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Comic Strip Number 28
Christmas is TOMORROW, guys!
Anyways, here's a Christmas-themed comic strip for your pleasure.
NOTE: Please do not give something like this to a friend.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Anyways, here's a Christmas-themed comic strip for your pleasure.
NOTE: Please do not give something like this to a friend.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
New Design
I changed the template of this blog to something completely different.
I hope you guys like the change. Comments are appreciated.
Thanks.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
I hope you guys like the change. Comments are appreciated.
Thanks.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Happy Holidays!
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, which means that the day after that will be Christmas!
I hope everyone has the best Christmas ever this year, and if you don't celebrate it, I hope you have an amazing winter break.
The weather isn't looking to good over here. I mean, it's SUNNY. And it was snowing in NOVEMBER. But oh well. Maybe you guys will have a White Christmas. We will wait until next year. ;D
Some Gift-Giving Tips:
1. Wrap your present. It shows how much you care.
2. Be sure to also get a greeting card (or make one yourself).
3. Only give money if you honestly have no ideas what to get them.
4. Buy something useful that might actually help out with their daily lives, etc.
5. Remember that it's the thought that counts the most! Handmade gifts especially show that.
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Happy Holidays!
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
I hope everyone has the best Christmas ever this year, and if you don't celebrate it, I hope you have an amazing winter break.
The weather isn't looking to good over here. I mean, it's SUNNY. And it was snowing in NOVEMBER. But oh well. Maybe you guys will have a White Christmas. We will wait until next year. ;D
Some Gift-Giving Tips:
1. Wrap your present. It shows how much you care.
2. Be sure to also get a greeting card (or make one yourself).
3. Only give money if you honestly have no ideas what to get them.
4. Buy something useful that might actually help out with their daily lives, etc.
5. Remember that it's the thought that counts the most! Handmade gifts especially show that.
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Happy Holidays!
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Princess and the Pea Chapter 39
Yeah, I'm starting this again. Enjoy~
Chapter 39:
Fiona’s face hardened, and then she had no expression. “So?” She heaved. “That was the past. Now we must live in the present.” She walked in the other direction. “I need to go get some cedar wood. I know some spells we can use that will come greatly in handy.”
She walked off, leaving the group staring at each other strangely. “Does she really not care?” Marilynn said.
“Give her some time, Princess,” Neleh said, smiling weakly. “She needs to think things through.”
“What kind of person was her mother Anoia, Neleh?” King William asked.
“Oh, she was phenomenal. A bit careless, perhaps, but she was one of the kindest, most humane witches in our coven. She had great skills with magic, but her main purpose in life was to help others. She opened a witch hospital that time, but sadly, Helen destroyed everything.”
“That’s really sad,” Samson whispered. “Where is she now?”
“She died,” Neleh said. “She died of a terrible illness. I pray that she is in a better world right now.”
Fiona did find some cedar, and she silently and thoughtlessly cut the trees down. She took the bark and peeled it off the trunk. She took her knife and cut the bark into small pieces. She then took her staff and muttered an incantation.
Slowly, the cedar pieces turned violet. “Poison cedar,” she chuckled. “I’d like to see this burn off Linda’s hair. She’d freak out.”
There was a rustling in the leaves, and Fiona immediately was cautious. What was it, she did not know. But she did know that there was something alive around her.
“Caught ya,” a voice murmured from behind her. A hand shot out and knocked Fiona unconscious. The owner of the voice took off its hood, and revealed an angry, spiteful face covered with bright blue hair.
“Nice to know you’re alive, cousin,” Linda smirked. “But your traitor days are over.”
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Chapter 39:
Fiona’s face hardened, and then she had no expression. “So?” She heaved. “That was the past. Now we must live in the present.” She walked in the other direction. “I need to go get some cedar wood. I know some spells we can use that will come greatly in handy.”
She walked off, leaving the group staring at each other strangely. “Does she really not care?” Marilynn said.
“Give her some time, Princess,” Neleh said, smiling weakly. “She needs to think things through.”
“What kind of person was her mother Anoia, Neleh?” King William asked.
“Oh, she was phenomenal. A bit careless, perhaps, but she was one of the kindest, most humane witches in our coven. She had great skills with magic, but her main purpose in life was to help others. She opened a witch hospital that time, but sadly, Helen destroyed everything.”
“That’s really sad,” Samson whispered. “Where is she now?”
“She died,” Neleh said. “She died of a terrible illness. I pray that she is in a better world right now.”
Fiona did find some cedar, and she silently and thoughtlessly cut the trees down. She took the bark and peeled it off the trunk. She took her knife and cut the bark into small pieces. She then took her staff and muttered an incantation.
Slowly, the cedar pieces turned violet. “Poison cedar,” she chuckled. “I’d like to see this burn off Linda’s hair. She’d freak out.”
There was a rustling in the leaves, and Fiona immediately was cautious. What was it, she did not know. But she did know that there was something alive around her.
“Caught ya,” a voice murmured from behind her. A hand shot out and knocked Fiona unconscious. The owner of the voice took off its hood, and revealed an angry, spiteful face covered with bright blue hair.
“Nice to know you’re alive, cousin,” Linda smirked. “But your traitor days are over.”
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Modesty is a Virtue
The other day, also known as yesterday, I realized something I've never realized before: You simply cannot hate a modest person. No matter what they do and no matter how they do it, it is impossible to have bad feelings towards those people.
First of all, let's talk arrogance. If you knew me, you'd know how much I loathe braggarts. And that's where your eyes should have opened wider. The question is, why do we hate proud people? They're not doing anything bad. They're only talking about themselves, right?
But the truth is, we don't like it when people talk about themselves. When other people purposely thrust themselves into the limelight, we don't feel good. Maybe it's because we want a chance to speak. Maybe it's because we don't want them to speak. Either way, we don't like it when other people make themselves look good in an "oh, I'm better than you" fashion, because we don't want to be considered inferior to them.
Yesterday in Math class (har har, Math <_<), it was my classmate's birthday. We sang happy birthday to him, and in the middle of our song, our teacher asked my classmate, "Oh, it's your birthday?" He said yes. The teacher nodded approvingly at him. "Happy Birthday. (Name), you are a good boy. You are humble. That is very good! "
I made a mental list of everyone I knew who was relatively modest or humble. I connected the lines in the picture inside my head, and I found the principal similarity between all those lovely people: No one hated them. No one even mildly disliked them. Because they couldn't.
And then I made a mental list of everyone I knew who was relatively arrogant or boastful. I found a principal similarity between all those people as well: I have heard someone say something bad about each and every one of them. People are displeased with them. People find them irritating. People don't like them too much.
To tell the truth, I don't like them either. So whenever they boast and get the teacher's appreciation, I feel hurt. I don't boast, and sometimes, the teacher doesn't see my efforts because of it, perhaps. But I don't want to boast, because arrogance is a sin.
But when the modest people get the teacher's appreciation, I feel an incredible happiness for them. I smile and I applaud wholeheartedly. Even if they aren't my friends. Even if I don't know them.
Modesty is a virtue. I found that out just yesterday. Everyone likes modest people, but not everyone likes show-offs.
So even if you want to show the world your prowess, try doing it in an indirect, humble way. That way, not only do you get your message across, but people will like you too.
Or in general, just try being humble for a day. See how it's like, and observe. If you keep being humble and modest, friendly and kind, people will like you better.
I'll try it too, tomorrow during Math class. ;D
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
First of all, let's talk arrogance. If you knew me, you'd know how much I loathe braggarts. And that's where your eyes should have opened wider. The question is, why do we hate proud people? They're not doing anything bad. They're only talking about themselves, right?
But the truth is, we don't like it when people talk about themselves. When other people purposely thrust themselves into the limelight, we don't feel good. Maybe it's because we want a chance to speak. Maybe it's because we don't want them to speak. Either way, we don't like it when other people make themselves look good in an "oh, I'm better than you" fashion, because we don't want to be considered inferior to them.
Yesterday in Math class (har har, Math <_<), it was my classmate's birthday. We sang happy birthday to him, and in the middle of our song, our teacher asked my classmate, "Oh, it's your birthday?" He said yes. The teacher nodded approvingly at him. "Happy Birthday. (Name), you are a good boy. You are humble. That is very good! "
I made a mental list of everyone I knew who was relatively modest or humble. I connected the lines in the picture inside my head, and I found the principal similarity between all those lovely people: No one hated them. No one even mildly disliked them. Because they couldn't.
And then I made a mental list of everyone I knew who was relatively arrogant or boastful. I found a principal similarity between all those people as well: I have heard someone say something bad about each and every one of them. People are displeased with them. People find them irritating. People don't like them too much.
To tell the truth, I don't like them either. So whenever they boast and get the teacher's appreciation, I feel hurt. I don't boast, and sometimes, the teacher doesn't see my efforts because of it, perhaps. But I don't want to boast, because arrogance is a sin.
But when the modest people get the teacher's appreciation, I feel an incredible happiness for them. I smile and I applaud wholeheartedly. Even if they aren't my friends. Even if I don't know them.
Modesty is a virtue. I found that out just yesterday. Everyone likes modest people, but not everyone likes show-offs.
So even if you want to show the world your prowess, try doing it in an indirect, humble way. That way, not only do you get your message across, but people will like you too.
Or in general, just try being humble for a day. See how it's like, and observe. If you keep being humble and modest, friendly and kind, people will like you better.
I'll try it too, tomorrow during Math class. ;D
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
Friday, December 10, 2010
The Power of Math (Class)
MATH. It strikes terror in the very heart of many. MATH. The wondrous science of numbers and graphs and pretty polygons. PI. It would taste better with an 'e' at the end.
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Anyways, I'm in a Math Honours class. And almost everyday, I go to Math class with a smile on my face...Which now fades in about a minute, sadly. :(
One of the main problems is that everyone in my class wants to look SMART. That's really annoying. So everyone likes to act all knowledgeable and intelligent and better-than-you-ha-ha. I respect those people, but after a while, it gets annoying. Like, really annoying. Like, put-down-your-hand-now-or-else annoying.
But don't get me wrong, I LIKE MATH. Math is amazing. Math club (yes, me the nerd har har) is amazing. But when everyone is flaunting their omniscience all over the place...What the heck? Stop flaunting!
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My Math class is around an hour, and we've learned a lot of stuff so far. Pascal has an amazing triangle. Yes, it's his triangle. No one else can touch it; it's HIS! xD
Math is all-powerful. Bow down to its prowess, its highness, its nobility...And I have more Math homework to do. 0_0
Ah, Math class. Can't live without it.
Ciao.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
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Anyways, I'm in a Math Honours class. And almost everyday, I go to Math class with a smile on my face...Which now fades in about a minute, sadly. :(
One of the main problems is that everyone in my class wants to look SMART. That's really annoying. So everyone likes to act all knowledgeable and intelligent and better-than-you-ha-ha. I respect those people, but after a while, it gets annoying. Like, really annoying. Like, put-down-your-hand-now-or-else annoying.
But don't get me wrong, I LIKE MATH. Math is amazing. Math club (yes, me the nerd har har) is amazing. But when everyone is flaunting their omniscience all over the place...What the heck? Stop flaunting!
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My Math class is around an hour, and we've learned a lot of stuff so far. Pascal has an amazing triangle. Yes, it's his triangle. No one else can touch it; it's HIS! xD
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1 1
1 2 1
1 3 3 1
1 4 6 4 1
1 5 10 10 5 1
1 6 15 20 15 6 1
Trig is also fan. SOHCAHTOA is really fun to say. I remember it by saying "sock a toe ahh!!" ^_^
Etc. Etc. Etc.
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Math is all-powerful. Bow down to its prowess, its highness, its nobility...And I have more Math homework to do. 0_0
Ah, Math class. Can't live without it.
Ciao.
-Vociferously yours, Vicky.
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