Sara

[size=1]Several of my teachers know/are related to each other as well, but I think that has to do with the small-ness of the Christian educator pool than anything else. / [list] [*]My first and Fifth grade teachers were married (their son was in my class). [*]My Fourth and Sixth grade teachers were married. [*]My Eighth grade teacher was married to the Sixth grade teacher of some of my friends (at another school) [*]My grade school principal is the older brother of my high school principal. [*]Our old music director is the older sister of my current Physics teacher. [*]Our new music director is the older brother of one of my lit teacher's best friends. [*]My theology teacher went to school with our Dean of Students. [*]My former biology teacher is now married to my former world history teacher. [*]My gov/econ teacher is married to the art teacher I had in seventh grade. [/list] That's about all I can think of at the moment. [/size]

[size=1]Where are we in relation to the beach? -- [b]"I hate grocery shopping," Sara said cheerfully. "Then you probably should not have come," Josh said. "Here, go find...um..." He glanced at the list. "Cabbage." Sara blinked. "Cabbage?" "Yes." "Why are we getting cabbage?" "It's on the list," Josh said patiently. "Yes, but [i]why[/i] is it on the list?" "I...don't know." "Meh." James look at them from around the corner. "Are you two coming?" he asked. "We're trying to solve one of the greater mysteries of life," Sara informed him, walking towards the cart. "Oh? And what's that?" "Why anyone, when asked what they want for breakfast, would ask for cabbage." "Well, they probably don't want it for [i]breakfast[/i]," James said reasonably. He glanced at the list in Josh's hand and looked down the aisle for canned pinapple. "Maybe they want coleslaw for lunch or something." "Can we stop obsessing over cabbage?" Josh asked. "Sara, I changed my mind. You go find some Cheerios." "I told you I hate grocery shopping," Sara said again, and wandered off. She returned a few minutes later with two gallons of milk. "I don't know how long this is going to last," she shrugged, setting them underneath the half-filled cart. "There are how many people here?" "Oh well," James said. "First come, first serve. Josh, do we have everything on the list?" "I think so," came the reply. "Hey," Sara said. "Josh, do you have fireplaces in southern California?" "Um...why?" "I think we should get stuff for s'mores tonight, if we have a fireplace." "It's a big house," James said. "There's probably a fireplace somewhere. If there's not, we can build one outside someplace." "Are you sure? Is that legal?" They both looked at Josh. "How should I know?" Josh cried. Sara grinned. "Well, you do live here." "Well, I haven't exactly found reason to research the city fire codes." "Teasing," Sara said. She grabbed a couple bags of marshmallows from a shelf. "There's chocolate in the next aisle. I'm surprised that [i]it[/i] isn't on the list, too. Anyway, if all else fails, we can just make them in the microwave." [/b][/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Chaz $ [/i] [B]nope [/B][/QUOTE] [COLOR=orangered][size=1]....Yep. That's unacceptable, buddy-ole-Chaz. You've been banned.[/size][/COLOR]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by amibasuki [/i] [B][FONT=arial]in kindergarten I had this unhealthy fetish with Elmer's glue (no, I didn't eat it, Samantha *bonk*), and I'd spread gobs of it on my hands and wait for it to dry so I could peel it off. drove my teacher absolutely insane.[/FONT] [/B][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]I did that till sixth grade. :p[/SIZE]

[size=1][color=orangered]I'm going to say that, chronologically, Jenna's meeting is [i]after[/i] the Tori/Piro meeting, and possibly James' post. (Yes?) Anyway, this is coming right off of Jenna's post, regardless of when it actually happened. /[/color] [i]"We're going to be running, managing, owning, and frequenting a restaurant. All by ourselves." [/i] Sara blinked at Jenna. "Um," she said. "Restaurant?" "Yes," Jenna replied. "As in, [i]all[/i] of a restaurant?" "No, only five-eighths of a restaurant," Mitch said sarcastically. "Shut up," Sara suggested. "How long have you been planning this?" Ellie asked. Jenna smiled demurely. "Oh, you know." There was a moment of silence, and the the room was suddenly filled with responses. "I love it! It's a great idea!" "I can't cook." "Hey, can we run a bar instead?" "What kind of restaurant?" "Where is this going to be?!" "[i]Can[/i] anyone here actually cook?" "I'm allergic to...um....food." "Haha, Shy can be our cookie expert!" "When is this supposed to start?" "We need a theme! Like Hooters!" "Do we have a plan?" "Well, [i]I'm[/i] not waitressing!" "Ooh, I want a mascot!" "Who's going to cook?!?!" "I'll be the mascot." "Mascot, nothing, we need a chef!" Jenna grinned, pleased by generally positive response. "Calm down, everyone. Trust me. This is going to be awesome."[/size]

[size=1]:toothy: Didn't see your post, heh. Cheers to Dagger, as well. But honestly. Y'all are nuts. I stay up late every once in a while, and I'm oftentimes here whilst doing something else...but staying online all night simply to post at OB? Call it what you'd like, but I say no.[/size]

[size=1]I've had quite a few dreams that involve characters from this place. I suppose once you spend enough time around people they're likely to show up in your subconscious. And I guess I dream a lot. Here's one. :p Someone started a game. It was like Capture the Flag...a little different, but mostly like Capture the Flag. It was dark outside, and we were at a camp. I was on one team. My friend Christen was on my team. I think Tori and Deb were, too. There were one or two more, but I don't remember them...they were mostly on the other side of the field. HC and some other guys (...and Mystique, from X-men...figure that one out) were on the other team. I was "assigned" to tag HC every time he tried to get into our...bunker, I guess. He was very persistent. / I don't remember a lot of it, but it was pretty long, and a lot of fun. ...I had just stopped HC again, and he was pretending not to try to run off again. Tori was having difficulties getting...I think it was James...over to the "jail" area. HC mimed pulling out some kind of large, imaginary gun, and went through the motions of shooting it at James. James fell over. I started, and turned to HC. "You...You killed him!" I said. Pretty confused. First of all, you can't kill people with an imaginary gun; and second, if you could, why would you kill one of your own teammates? HC laughed. His text (voice?) was light green, not indigo. He was very friendly. And then he shot me, too. -- And honestly, that was a perfectly normal dream. / *laughs*[/size]

[size=1][b]But I'd bet James is happy to know how much people love OB. ^_^[/b] Or severely freaked out, but whatever. Cheers to amibasuki and Shroom for being sane, eh?[/size]

[size=1]My first class is at 7: 20 AM, and I get up at six to catch the bus in the morning. I'm not complaining, though--it's a [i]lot[/i] better than my old bus time, which involved waking up at five. I don't have a lot of [i]homework[/i], exactly--there's nothing that should take me more than an hour each night. The thing is, I spend a lot of time doing other stuff--and most of my free time is late at night, when there's nothing else going on. (School, practice, homework, family....life.) So in order to actually have time to myself, I can end up being awake till sometimes 2 in the morning. (That's about the latest I'll let myself go during the school year.) I'd appreciate having an extra hour of sleep before school each morning, but the truth is that it would only push everything back an hour, and I'd just end up staying awake till three. [/size]

[size=1][i]Shouldn't this thread be closed though?[/i] If I have to close it to keep people from continuing to answer a now-irrelevant question, I suppose so. / [/size]

[size=1]You can actually get the ventriloquist song? I can't sing it--I always muff up. Oh no we both we both we both we both oh yes we both reached for the gun the gun no yes--WHAT?! *laughs* I love to watch it and listen to it, but it'll be awhile before I can get it straight, heh.[/size]

[size=1]*laughs* Favorite song? I really don't know. / I'd have to see it again. Once or twice. Or three times. Or--well, you get it. [i]Mr. Cellophane[/i] was great, heh. He was the perfect part for that role. (Um...that doesn't sound like quite the right way to say that, but you know what I mean.) I liked the Cell Block Tango, too. And the Razzle-Dazzle song--the flipping back and forth was great on that one. / [/size]

[size=1]Most people I've talked to didn't much care for it, but I really liked it. The songs are awesome. I love them. And yes, they played nonstop in my head for weeks after I saw it....but still. *laughs*[/size]

[size=1][b]First Name:[/b] Hannelore. [b]Quick Description:[/b] Succinct. [b]Age:[/b] Seventeen and crazy. [b]Star Sign:[/b] [i]No Passing Quadrant[/i]. [b]Ethnic Origin:[/b] European Mutt. [b]Hair Style:[/b] So very, very brown. Past my shoulders; kinda wavy. [b]Eye Color:[/b] Brown, and all variations thereof. [b]Height:[/b] Five foot six, maybe. [b]Wardrobe:[/b] Various. Jeans, old 'Airwalk' shoes covered in masking tape, mix-and-match jewelry (sometimes, anyway), and whatever I've gotten from the thrift shop or KOHLS most recent sale. [b]Marital Status:[/b] Single, not looking. [b]Perfect Partner:[/b] Shyguy! :whoops: [b]Personality:[/b] Perfectionistic, shy; can be goofy, overdramatic, childlike; often quiet, often not. [b]Makes Me Happy:[/b] Spiffy art. Heh. A good story, talking with my friends. [b]Pet Peeve:[/b] People's leaving books open and face down (to save their page.) It drives me [i]nuts.[/i] [b]Favorite Music Type:[/b] Spunky, fun to sing/dance to music; haunting songs with good vocals. [b]Favorite musical Bands/Artists:[/b] Newsboys; Billy Joel; and since this continues to be an anime board, L'Arc~en~Ciel. (Really, some of the only Japanese music I've listened to, but I just [i]love[/i] some of their songs.) [b]Movies:[/b] [i]The Princess Bride[/i], [i]My Neighbor Totoro[/i], [i]The Road to El Dorado.[/i] [b]Hobbies:[/b] Writing, drawing, penning anonymous death threats.[/size]

[size=1]I read the first one. I didn't like it that much...the last hundred pages or so were pretty good, but I don't know if it was worth muddling through all the other stuff. I get all the characters and events muddled with the ones in [i]Sword of Truth[/i] and [i]Shannara[/i]. /[/size]

I sort of went off on a tangent about the game [i]Clue[/i]. If you don't know what it is, um...you should find out. And I do get sort of...loopy...if I'm tired. / [color=666666]I grinned foolishly. "This place is so big," I said for the hundredth time. "Yes," Josh said patiently, knocking on a closed door. "But it's [i]big[/i]!" I said again. Josh looked at me, but said nothing. I guess you kinda run out of responses when the other person repeats the same sentence more than a dozen times. What can I say? I was tired. It had been a long day, and I was still running on central time--two hours later than the clocks at my new Cali home. I was entitled to be a little out-of-it. And besides...it [i]was[/i] big. Josh cautiously opened the doorhe had knocked on a moment ago, and blinked. "This room is also big," he said mildly, closing the door again. "Can't I see?" "No, I don't want you explaining to me how large it is for the next ten minutes." "Silly," I said, taking the handle and pushing it back. The door opened easily, and my eyes went wide. "This is--" Josh coughed. "--un-small," I finished. "Oh, I [i]love[/i] it!" I stood at the threshold of a large room lined with books. Shelves reached from the floor up to the high ceiling, almost all the walls--a full length window opposite the door looked outside. There was a huge old desk in one corner, and large, delicious-looking chairs in another. It looked exactly as I had always pictured the Library from the [i]Clue[/i] books and game. "Oh, Shy, isn't it [i]perfect?[/i]" "It is a very nice library," he agreed. My eyes lit up. "Do you think there's a secret passageway?" "The Library didn't have a secret passage," Josh said absently. "It didn't?" I blinked, surprised. Not that he had known what I was talking about, but by his response. "No. The Kitchen and the Conservatory had them. And the Lounge--" "--and the Study," I finished. "Oh, yeah, huh? Well...maybe the Library had one, too. And they just didn't label it. I never understood why they labled the secret passages. Isn't that silly? I mean, I used to read the books all the time, and [i]everyone[/i] knew about them. Why did they even bother to call them 'secret'? "And why did Mr. Boddy keep inviting everyone back to his house after they kept trying to kill him? He always explained it in the next book, but honestly, you'd think he would have caught on. I would have gotten at least a little suspicious. I mean, [i]everytime I invite these people over, something is stolen and/or I get pseudo-killed. Could there be a connection?[/i] Does that never cross his mind? I mean, how did he get to be so rich, anyway, if he was so stupid? What do you think?" Josh looked amused. "I think you should sleep."[/color]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by wrist cutter [/i] [B]kyuugai kyuusen kyuuhyaku kyuujuu kyuukei kyuusen kyuuhyaku kyuujuu kyuuchou kyuusen kyuuhyaku kyuujuu kyuuoku kyuusen kyuuhyaku kyuujuu kyuuman kyuusen kyuuhyaku kyuujuu kyuu. [/B][/QUOTE] [FONT=arial]I don't know why, but I find this vastly amusing.[/FONT]

[size=1]There was a newbie section in the past; unfortunately it encouraged poor posting and was deleted. All of our members here are held to a certain standard of post quality. Spam forums, random posting forums, newbie forums, etc., tend to work against this. On the other hand, you're welcome to register a myOtaku account and post whatever stress-relieving things you care to there.[/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Lady Asphyxia [/i] [B][size=1] I know that if I have a novel of that level, I'd be worried that everything I wrote wouldn't be as good; worse yet, that it'd be compared to my old work.[/size] [/B][/QUOTE] [SIZE=1]That's my stance on the subject, as well. No matter what she writes, or how she feels about what she writes, people are always going to expect another [i]To Kill a Mockingbird.[/i] Doesn't that lessen whatever else she might have published? Everyone has different reasons for what they do. Pieces of writing I consider my personal best, I've hardly shown anyone. Why? Because my purpose in writing them was not so other people could read them. I wrote them for myself, or for a friend. Not to be read and liked by the world, but to accomplish something on a slightly smaller scale. My point is, everyone has differen reasons for wht they do. Whatever you wish to do with your writing, you may accomplish by having people read it. I think, whatever she wanted to do with that novel, she accomplished it completely by having it published. But that doesn't mean that publishing is for everyone--or even everything a published author writes. [/SIZE]

[size=1]I remember crying (I was probably four?) because I had ths blue shirt I wanted to wear, and I thought I wasn't allowed to because "blue is a boys' color." My grandmother set me straight on that one pretty quick. (And I happily wore the shirt for years.) :whoops: Something else kinda like that... I remember visiting people, and discovering they had two bathrooms. And for some reason, I was positively terrified to go in either of them, because they weren't labled, and I didn't know which one was for boys and which one was for girls. I also think I couldn't tell the difference between dresses and oversized shirts. I'd wear giant shirts (they came down past my knees) for pajamas sometimes, and simply couldn't understand why I had to wear shorts with them when I got up in the mornings. Drove my mom nuts. "Sara, go put some shorts on." "But [i]Mommmm[/i], I'm wearing a dress!" "No, you're wearing a T-shirt." "But it [i]looks[/i] like a dress!" "Sara!" And eventually I would comply, although I never really understood where she was coming from. [/size]

[size=1]Wrist cutter, sometimes I think you exist purely to make my life difficult. / NightmareMage, it's unlikely that you will be appointed as moderator in the near future. I guess I'm not entirely sure what the current criteria are for the position... I guess I'll defer to James on this one. [/size]

[size=1]A girl of nineteen stood on the step, brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, and eyes wide. One hand was poised to pull at the door knocker--well, where the door knocker had been a moment ago--and the other grasped the handle of a red [i]Radio Flyer[/i] wagon piled with bags. Sara blinked at the woman in front of her. D'ann did [i]not[/i] look pleased. "Um," she said. "'Eyo." D'ann stepped to the side of the doorway with a sigh. "Come on in," she said. "I hate that doorbell." "Well, I was [i]about[/i] to use the knocker," Sara said pointlessly, pulling her wagon over the step and into the foyer. Her eyes flitted to the ceiling and around the room. "Wow. Big." "Not big enough, maybe," D'ann said. "Eh?" D'ann shook her head slightly. "I'm going to my room. You answer the damned door next time." Sara laughed. "Okay, then," she said, looking around again. "Who's all here, anyway?" But D'ann had disappeared down one of the hallways, presumably back to her haven. "Well...alright then," Sara said. She tugged at the hair that had fallen out of her ponytail. "We're here....what now?" "Well," someone said drily, "the first thing to do would be to find a room."[/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by paco [/i] [B]I dont care if grammer is your friend and it is stuppid YOU WILL NOT GET KICKED OFF FOR BAD RIGHTING OR GRAMMER AND I HATE HOW YOU ARE ATTACKING ME I SHOULD REPORT YOU! IT IS CALLED INTERNET RIGHTING YOU DONT HAVE TO USE PUNCTION OR CORECT SPELLING IT IS THE INTERNET YOU *****' YOU DONT HAVE TO BE PERFECT ON THE WED I HATE HOW YOU THINK IT IS FUNNY TELLING ME DONT USE SO MANY SMILES USE BETTER GRAMMER I DONT CARE JUST ANSWER MY QUESTIONS AND KEEP YOUR COMENTS TO YOUR SELF THIS IS SUPPOST TO BE A THREAD FOR ANSWERS NOT ATTACKS BY THE WAY WORRY ABOUT YOUR OWN ISSUES:mad: :flaming: :wigout: :cussing: [/B][/QUOTE] [FONT=arial]I really don't understand why you pointed this out to me yourself. First of all: Yes, you can be banned for poor post quality. This is a discussion-based site. If your post quality is poor, no one will care about what you say, and you drag down the community as a whole. Secondly: I was not attacking you. If anything, you're attacking me right now. And who, exactly, would you report me to? The administrators of the site? James agrees with me, as he's clearly stated [i]in this thread.[/i] "Newbies" are viewed in two ways here. One, the member who has not been here very long, or does not post frequently enough to "graduate" the newbie title. Two, the member who somehow slipped thorugh the system and manage not to be banned when his or her post quality is below standard and/or reminiscent of stereotypical "newbie" attitudes. Members in this thread have kindly pointed out to you how to achieve non-newbie status in both cases. Finally: There are plenty of sites online who will allow you to post with whatever "righting" and smiles you like. I suggest you seek them out, for you are no longer welcome here. [/FONT]

[size=1]I don't guess I have a "greatest" achievement, but since I'm up to my ears in college and scholarship applications, y'all get part of my [i]personal accomplishment[/i] list. -National Merit Scholar Semi-Finalist -Ranked #1 in a "competive private school atmosphere" (not really) class of....*drumroll*....60 students (wowwww) -Member of NHS. -Scored a 35 on my ACT -various Girl Scout awards and recognitions -Got an A+ in AP US History. (And passed the AP test.) -Member of school JETS team. (We did pretty well for being JV, even though that's not what we were listed as.) -and so on and so forth. Most of my achievements are heavily academic. I'm not really proud of them, because school is easy for me. It's not something I normally struggle with. / My sophomore year, two of my drawings were displayed at local art shows, which was really cool for me. (Plus, I got a free sketchbook out of the deal.) I've also won a couple local "Poster Contests." One was for drug awareness; one was for "the true meaning of Christmas" or something like that. I think those were both my sixth grade year.[/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Circéus [/i] [B]I kinda like German. It's so different, and sometimes funny (the world for "plane" means "Flying thing"). [/B][/QUOTE] [FONT=arial]*laughs delightedly* Flugzeug! Heheh. I was bugging one of my friends while they were trying to do their Spanish homework this morning. As a result, I can now say [i]Luisa needs a calculator for music class[/i] in Spanish. If y'all ever need to know how to say that, just ask. [/FONT]