philosophi monki

sorry if they're wrong.

p 740-41 2-16 ALL 19-20

3) 6:11 -> 6:11 -> 36:121
4) 4:6 -> 4:6 -> 34:36
5) 1:3 -> 9:16 ; 18ft sq.
6) 3:4 -> 9:16 ; 135cm sq.
7) 7:9 -> 49:81 ; 127in sq.
8) 3:5 -> 9:25 ; 14.4yd sq.
9) 7:4
10) 4:11
11) 11:12
12) A
13) 16cm
14) ~23in
15) the ratio of side length is 1:2 not 1:4, so ZY is actually 24.
16) 579cm sq.
19) never
20)sometimes




p 749-50 3-24 ALL 26-28 ALL

3) ~38in
4) ~53.4cm
5) 10ft
6) 5pie
7) 14m
8) ~44units
9) 31.4units
10) ~16units
11) 4.2m
12) 29.3cm
13) 3.1ft
14) because their centrl angles can have the same measures but the radius' could be diff.
15) 300degrees
16) ~42ft
17) 150degrees
18) 210degrees
19) ~21ft
20) 29.3ft
21) ~50degrees
22) ~6units
23) ~9units
24) 44.8units sq.
26) 2pie
27) 6pie
28) 2pie

where it says degrees, pie, and sq.. there's supposed to be symbles.

Anyways im so bored i have to work tomorow 9 to 3.

I believe in PLACES.

If you can be in a place you can exist.

It explains so much, I just wonder why no one else believes in it.

I got a new cell phone. Text me sometime or something D; JUST TEXTING. 7153602529.

I gots work in an hour. 7 hours washing dishes D<!

Oh gods. I hate my period.

Besides that.. I'm really excited for this one movie. It's called Martian Child. It's supposed to be about a guy who's a science fiction novelist who adopts a kid he finds that literally lives in a box. The kid also believes he's from Mars. I don't know if the movie will be a big difference from the book but I do hope it will be good. It's my birthday movie this year. =].

Besides that..

I can't find anymore good Harry Potter stories with good Slash pairings. (HP/LV, HP/TR, HP/LM, HP/DM, HP/SS, HP/SS/DM, HP/SS/LV, Evil!Harry, Father!Snape, Father!Voldemort, Creature!Harry [Vampire/Incubus], Power!Harry.)

I think I've read them all... D;

So if you have like one you like or something go ahead and either email the link or comment this with it.

Okay so guess who's talking in like really bad japanese? Ohoh that's me totally. I can't remember anything.  I've had a crap ass day so far. People kind of piss me off ALL THE TIME. Hmm.. I've also been completely aggravated. I can't find a download of my format of the second yuyuhakusho movie. The one with Youko's partner in it. The hot bat demon guy SEXY <3.

German is like the coolest. Yeah I know. Coolest. I'm getting it now and besides that this year I'm actually paying attention in class? I guess that's like a big one for me. And look where it got me, average D's to average B's. wooo <333.

Anyways besides that boring side of my life (school mainly) I haven't talked to Adam in like.. errr.. A week I think. And for all those I know that read this but NEVER COMMENT on it. Adam is my new BF. I hope he'll last with me. I'm still a little nervous, god knows why but I'm like that I guess. Me and Brad liked each other but then it tapered off. Amazing thing is though is that that relationship lasted 3-4 years. THis one I hope goes longer. It might be hard though since he graduates this year I think.

OMGOMG. (Sorry old habits...) My wife and I are to be zombies this weekend. I'm doing makeup woo.

There's also a party thing but I very much doubt my attendance since earlier when I got pissed off I broke a whole hall full of picture frames.. Oh haha don't piss me off.

I get payed friday too. which reminds me. I helped that Orchestra for like 5 hours and I never got my 32$. Ripoff much? Yeah.

Uhuh. Today is just weird. You can probably tell. I have a morbid state of mind but here I am rambling like some preppy 7th grader. This is what happens after I get super pissed off and then some. I also get like this when I'm really in a blogging mood. Which I guess I am cause look at this. This is like 7 minutes worth of thoughts yo. And the like.. 3 or 4 post before this. HA.

<3

sooo.. that's really it I guess.

I know I'm strange.

So it's finally on my LJ, oh yeah.

No beta.




Prologue


A seven year old Harry Potter sat perched upon the crickety edge of the notorious Black Pearl. He wore his hair long, to his waist, that ended with small silky ringlets caused by the awful heat of the caribean. His hair was black and seemed to suckthe light right out of the air. He had a cherub like face with wide twinkling Avada green eyes and full petal pink lips. His eyes were cold with his long black lashes resting upon his cheeks, that were painted a pretty pink from the crisp northern winds, despite the heat. He wore a white puffed up shirt that traveled nearly to his knees , where you could discern random rips and tears from years of wear. Over that he wore a short, waist length, faded green vest that fit his small frame snugly. Upon his muscled legs he wore faded black leather pants that hugged his small legs feircly and tucked into brown leather boots, who've seen better days by far, that ended mid-calf.
He wore a small smile as he kicked the air at the edge almost greedily. He just absolutely couldn't wait for Captain Jack to come back and make everything fun again. He had left the ship for awhile to a city nearby, he should be back soon. He hopes.
Harry's been traveling with Captain Jack since he couldn't remember. He was like the father he never knew, literally. The last thing he remembers of his reletives is being handed off to a nasty pirate, barely hanging on to his small life. Captain Jack always told stories of how he beat the nasty and saved him from a life as a slave.
A creaking noise near the port alerts him to passers by, but what he sees isn't a villager but Him.
"Papi!" He cries.

Not all children are innocent.

Not all children learn to laugh before they cry.

Not all children know trust.

Not all children can forgive.

Not all children can forget…

…and sometimes those children do more than remember.

I.

1. mochte; mochtest
2. mochte; mochtet
3. mochten; mochten
4. mochte; mochte
5. mochte; mochte
6. mochtest; mochtest
7. mochtet; mochtet
8. mochten; mochte

II.

1. mochte; ein
2. mochten; ein
3. mochte; eine
4. mochtet; ein
5. mochtet; ein
6. mochtest; ein
7. mochte; eine

III.

1. mochtet; wir
2. mochtest; ich
3. mochte; sie
4. mochtet; sie
5. mochte; du
6. mochtet; ein

IV.

1. die; sie
2. der; er
3. das; es
4. der; er
5. das; es
6. die; sie
7. das; es
8. der; er
9. das; es
10. die; sie

V.

1. der
2. das
3. die
4. der
5. die
6. das
7. das
8. der
9. der
10. die

VI.

1. sie
2. es
3. es
4. es
5. sie
6. er

Children are crual.
A Girl.
A happy Girl she is, (Was).
She a entered a new world.
Her eyes opened for the first time.
A cruel world she grew into.
One of critics, and design.
Of liars, who bargain lives.
She was put down by old friendships.
Brought back with new signs.

This wasn't a world she new.
She had to think to survive.
She had to be sly to get around.
But despair brought her down.
She didn't want this life.
Friends with none.
This wasn't right.
It was like... (A clown).
Happy face panted on.
While deep inside the man (He wanted to strangle).

She decieded to make the world worth while.
Before her death.
She kneww it was fast coming.
She wasn't made for this world.
She locked herself inside.
People called her insane.
But she found the peace and caring.
The World was without.
What she needed since she came out into this world.
But never recieved.

The world was full of critics and design.
(You have to be one to belong).
Of liars, who bargain lives.
(You have to know one to survive),
Where you're put down by friendships.
(You have to stay alone to win this fight).
A world where people are brought back with new signs.
(You have to see them to be right).

Children are Cruel.

This is a mask.

I may look like you,
but underneath this costume,
is a horrific monster.

A monster who's quick to lie,
quick to hide.
This sneaky, lying, monstrous
thing eats at me in the night.

Every Day.

I bleed, I bleed.
Trying to be free.

If only to get rid of this monstrosity.

-I bleed, I bleed.
Trying to be free.-

In this world of "normals" and "exclusives"
I'm an outside,
Shuttering in the wind.

I hear the whispers between dear friends.
The lies between married men.
The "haha"s and "hoho"s of
happy children outside.

I bleed, I bleed.
Trying to be free.

If only to get rid of this monstrosity.

I watch out as the world tears at it's own humanity.
And sometimes I think being this monstrosity..
That things may be better..

For me.

This is hilarious. Seriously.

Awakening.
Rising out of the abyss that had claimed my sanity.
It was not easy.
It hurt almost as much as getting raped did.
Maybe more.
There was all consuming pain.

Pain.

I've never know anything else.
It's a distraction.
I can overcome it.

Love.

I no longer need or desire it.
I used to, but learnt that it is transient.

Hate.

What others feel when they look at me.
What I feel when I think of them.

Them.

My classmates and "friends".
They doubted me.
They betrayed me.

Me?

That is who I am.
Who am I?
I was different then.
I am different now.
I am powerful.

Power.

I'm so excited right now. Only about a month until spring break and therefore, DC! I hope it'll be fun, cause you know how sometimes you look forward to something so badly, that when you get to it it just seems soo boring. Yeah. I hope it's not one of those.  That's like it..

What is life?

Why do we live it just to die? We waste resources during our time of living, and we add more pollution then those before us. I bet 100 years from now people all around the world, everyone, will be struggling to live on the smallest things.

I wonder what would happen if I became the person I was before, would this me dissapear completely?

What happened to the me from 5 minutes ago? Did she dissapear too? What would happen if The me in the future dissapeared? Would that mean I am dead? I have nothing to look forward to.. Everyone dissapears in the future, eventually..

I was in gradeschool once, but even then.. I can't remember much. Even if I do have photos, I can never go back to that time, I can never relive that exact moment.

I may do the same things, but, I'm not a kid anymore. I can't do the exact same thing as I did before and feel the same joy or sadness.

My elementry se;f has dissapeared, along with my junior high self, and part of my highschool self. But..

Why doesn't this all apply to knowlage? Why doesn't knowlage dissapear like we do? Why is it always existing?

Why is it that when we need help, we look to one person? The president, our parents.. We never think.. "This is something I might be able to help solve". We always look to our leaders.

I think life is a preperation for what happens after.. What happens in death.

We can't waste this time we have to prepare.. We must work hard, yes?

Well, I woke this morning to a very colorful thought...

Why do we HAVE labels for people?

Are we jealous?

Does human mean nothing?

Why is is that when you where certain clothes, be it worn or expensive; black or brightly colored, that people MUST judge you?

Is it not possible to wear black and not be labeled emo or goth, or punk.. Or wear pink or bright blue and not be branded a prep or whore?

You have a fine life. Things are passable, boring.. Life is life to you. You are low on the chain of labels, no one likes you.. But you live and live..

There is no relevence to WHAT you are through your clothes or makeup. Since we are all humans. But WHO you are.

You wear black because it's your favorite color, it's thoughtful, but no one knows your veiws. You wear black because you are creative, you wear bright colors because your trying to look your best.

You notice that no one finds it in themselves to go to someone and ask HOW they live their life. So instead of knowing the full-damned truth.. You copy the labels and imprint them on who-ever you feel fits them.

What am I getting at?

Human kind has never had any of it's own thoughts. Something you do you learned to do by watching. Listening. Touching.. Nothing you do is your own...