Okay, so everyone knows that the French celebrate Mardi Gras, right? Well, the Germans have a similar celebration called Karneval, or Fasching. Same ideas (without the women running around topless in New Orleans getting drunk part), same concepts. So, in German class, we had a celelbration- er, right, we had a celelbration... celebration, to...celebrate this holiday. Well, in my period of German, a few things went wrong (but were amusing all the same). In THIS blog entry...thing... I will explain some of those things (the ones my memory will allow me to explain, anyway). So, on with the blog entry...thing.
torrent syberia 2So, everyone got into German class, and were setting everything up. And that is when my group realized we didn't have our gummy bears that we were going to "sell." Well, there goes the chocolate covered gummy bear idea. Next, while I was opening the 5 bags of chocolate I bought, we couldn't get 2 of them open, so we saved them for tomorrow (when we will make the chocolate covered gummy bears).
Now, our booths were wet up, but the other two booths weren't (since that class hadn't come in yet), so we had to set them up. One was a hot dog-type stand, selling sausages. We were going through everything when we found a huge package of sauerkraut that was all watery and disgusting. Disgusting... Next, we discovered that there were 24 HOT DOGS and 80 hot dog buns. So, what are we going to do with the left over dozens of buns. Hmmm. The cake booth looked good.
Now, everything was set up, and people began to take candy from our booth, and claiming sodas (and some of them opening their cans). Then, Frau Venus told us we weren't supposed to be eating, and everyone went to hide their food. Then, she yelled at Megan S. and Jessica M. for drinking too early, and they denied it. Then, one of them moved their hand and knocked over an almost empty can of soda, spilling the conents all over. My class began to crack up.
Then, we had to cook (rather... boil) the hot dogs so we could eat them. In most of the peoples' eyes, it was a very hentai sight (only them). But then, they were done, and we had a great time stuffing our faces like some sort of voracious beast that was... voracious. I was so stuffed, I considered skipping art to go to the nurse, but ended up going. Yeah. I liked last year's Karneval better because I got to see Neko dressed up an Austrian girl (:P), and we got to miss the last 3 periods of the day. Oh well. Good times.
I JUST got back from my neighbor's birthday party/confirmation party. She's going to be 15 in March. We got there about 1/2 late, and considering they are our neighbors, that is pretty late. my dad made cheesecake for a dessert.
So we got there, and there was all this food, but my dad forgot the card we were giving our neighbor, so i had to walk back home and get it. Then, I came back and stuffed my face with chicken wings and bread (gotta love the carbohydrates). Then, my neighbor, 4 of her cousins, and I went down to the basement to watch 2 Fast 2 Furious. The acting was pretty bad. But the cars were teh sweet.
So, in the middle of it, we ate the cakes (vanilla, chocolate, cheese, and cherry pie) and drank more soda, so we were all sugar high. Then, one of the adults came down and we started playing ping pong while the others were up opening presents.
Pretty soon, everyone started leaving, and I stole a piece of candy from them. I stayed there an extra 2 hours, looking at the Simpson's cast poster in my neighbor's room. Also, my neighbor and I decided to have a race to find the "The Snake Tripped" comic in the complete collection of Farside. Then my parents left, so I had to walk home when I was done.
Farside is a great comic strip/book... thing. Very funny, even with one panel each. Since I was so absorbed in the volume I was reading (years 1980-86), my neighbors let me take it home. So, I got in the car with them (since they were going to a hockey game) and they drove me home. I came home, put my book down and removed my shoes, and here I am, typing this up.
This was really short for the blogs I write, I know, but that is because I'm really tired. So, goodbye all, and see you next week with another blog that randomly came to my mind.
You know what? I find that depressing songs are better than love songs, rap, etc. I don't know why, but I just do. Some of my favorite bands include Evanesccence (where most or all of their songs are about suicide) and Simple Plan (whose only depressing song is "I'm Just A Kid"). Now, what do I find attractive in these songs? Is it mainly the music and not really the lyrics, or vice versa? Or is it that I am becoming depressed and find a passion for depressing songs? Maybe, but maybe not.
Now, in this blog, I will be telling you why I find depressing songs so cool, and why I like them (which is actaully the same thing). So, here goes...