Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Bonne semaine!

I sure hope that you have a great week! I almost slipped up and said "weekend." I got out of school today for Thanksgiving Break, and, seeing as how I'm not much of a turkey girl, I can't wait to munch on wonderful creamed corn and fried okra. Here are the blogs I have discovered over the past few days, and they're pretty interesting! Enjoy :)

http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/

http://blog.krisatomic.com/

http://littlebrownpen.blogspot.com/

http://www.amerrymishapblog.com/

http://www.jimspancakes.com/ (Absolutely out of this world.)

http://abbysharp.tumblr.com/

http://www.designscouting.com/

http://riflemade.squarespace.com/

http://www.peoniesandpolaroids.com/

http://ohjoy.blogs.com/

http://parisvsnyc.blogspot.com/

http://www.ohhellologan.com/

And a number of songs I replayed this week:

http://hypem.com/track/498806/ABX+-+Sentimental+Mouths+Ludacris+vs+She+Him+

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0wi75BBkLqs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xoAIpQIsq5Q

Leigh

Monday, November 22, 2010

des mots et expressions que j'aime

I bought a MacBook last Monday, and have spent the past week exploring its many awesome features. The dictionary application is one of my favorites by far, because when I start typing in letters it pulls up hundreds of words that were either previously unknown or unappreciated. Here are a few:

billet-doux |ˈbilā ˈdoō; ˈbēyā-|

noun ( pl. billets-doux pronunc. same or |-ˈdoōz|) dated or humorous

a love letter.

ORIGIN late 17th cent.: French, literally ‘sweet note.’


pulchritude |ˈpəlkrəˌt(y)oōd|

noun poetic/literary

beauty.

DERIVATIVES

pulchritudinous |ˌpəlkrəˈt(y)oōdn-əs| adjective

ORIGIN late Middle English : from Latin pulchritudo, from pulcher, pulchr- ‘beautiful.’


Deo volente |ˈdāō vəˈlentē|

adverb

God willing; if nothing prevents it.

ORIGIN mid 18th cent.: Latin.v


bereave |biˈrēv|

verb ( be bereaved)

be deprived of a loved one through ade profound absence, esp. due to the loved one's death : the year after they had been bereaved | [as adj. ] ( bereaved) bereaved families | [as plural n. ] ( the bereaved) those who counsel the bereaved.

DERIVATIVES

bereavement noun

ORIGIN Old English berēafian (see be- , reave ). The original sense was [deprive of] in general.


Oh, the dictionary also identifies various people, places, and objects as well... Pretty exciting!


Tocqueville |ˈtōkˌvil|

Tocqueville, Alexis de, (1805–59) French politician and historian; full name Alexis Charles Henri Maurice Clérel de Tocqueville. He is best known for his classic work of political analysis, Democracy in America (1835–40), which he wrote after a visit to the U.S. to study the American penal system.


Grant 1 |grant|

Grant, Cary (1904–86), U.S. actor; born in Britain; born Alexander Archibald Leach. He made his Hollywood screen debut in This Is the Night (1932) after appearing in Broadway musicals. He acted in more than 70 movies usually as the debonair male lead, including Holiday (1938) and The Philadelphia Story (1940).


Veda |ˈvādə; ˈvēdə|

noun [treated as sing. or pl. ]

the most ancient Hindu scriptures, written in early Sanskrit and containing hymns, philosophy, and guidance on ritual for the priests of Vedic religion. Believed to have been directly revealed to seers among the early Aryans in India, and preserved by oral tradition, the four chief collections are the Rig Veda, Sama Veda, Yajur Veda, and Atharva Veda.

ORIGIN Sanskrit, literally ‘(sacred) knowledge.’


Mohammed

noun

variant spelling of Muhammad 1 .

Muhammad 1 |moŏˈhäməd; -ˈham-; -ˈ kh äm-; mō-| (also Mohammed)

( c. 570–632), Arab prophet and founder of Islam. In c. 610, in Mecca, he received the first of a series of revelations that, as the Koran, became the doctrinal and legislative basis of Islam. In the face of opposition to his preaching, he and his small group of supporters were forced to flee to Medina in 622 (the Hegira). Muhammad led his followers into a series of battles against the Meccans. In 630, Mecca capitulated and by his death Muhammad had united most of Arabia.


Hepburn 1 |ˈhepˌbərn|

Hepburn, Audrey (1929–93), U.S. actress; born in Belgium; born Edda Kathleen van Heemstra Hepburn-Ruston. After pursuing a career as a stage and movie actress in Britain, she moved to

Hollywood, where she starred in such movies as Roman Holiday (1953), for which she won an Academy Award; Sabrina (1954); Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961); and My Fair Lady (1964).


Farsi |ˈfärsē|

noun

the modern Persian language that is the official language of Iran.

ORIGIN from Arabic fārsī, from Fārs, from Persian Pārs ‘Persia.’ Compare with Parsee .


Samarkand |ˈsamərˌkand; səmərˈkänt| (also Samarqand)

a city in eastern Uzbekistan; pop. 370,000. One of the oldest cities in Asia, it was founded in the 3rd or 4th millennium bc. It was a prosperous center on the Silk Road and, in the 14th century, became the capital of Tamerlane's Mongol empire.


And so, I shall explain why I loved stumbling upon these definitions/identifications.

billet-doux: I like this word because I think it's so silly and cute... Definitely an adorable French word that I think should be used all the time. The billet-doux should be used more often between people who love each other.


pulchritude: I had no clue what this word meant until Saturday. But I heard it from a boy (actually A from the post below) on Thursday... It means beauty, and I can't quite remember what context he used it in but now I'm really wondering. What a disguise; it's not such a beautiful sound but the meaning is revealed and voil

à, it's romantic and spectacular.


Deo volente: "God willing." I think it's interesting how so much European culture revolves around God. Since I love Europe and the people who live there, I just love the power of this phrase.


bereave: This word reminds me of a beaver because of its spelling. Obviously, the meaning is considerably different. The idea of being deprived of love is pretty scary to me, and I hope that if I ever experience it I can survive it.


Tocqueville: Just learned about him in my AP United States History course. I love that his views of America show the country through a completely different lens, not only because of the time period but because of the natural comparisons he made between his own country and mine.


Cary Grant: Most beautiful man alive (or dead)?


Veda: I learned about the Vedas of Hinduism last year in AP World History. They're fascinating because they provided knowledge, hymns, etc. to the people of the area.


Muhammed: A few months ago, I discovered that this is the most common name in the world. I was astounded! And everyone that I told already knew. Looked up Muhammed because my/my brother's dear friend Julie, who goes to Brown, has the last name Mohamed. I look up to her more than she knows.


Hepburn: I've never been obsessed with Audrey Hepburn. However, I'd like to be. My Fair Lady is incredible.


Farsi: In the eighth grade, my vocation was to: marry a charming British man, gain dual citizenship, and be an agent for both MI6 & the CIA. Not sure that'll work out, but I really wanted to learn Farsi (thought I have yet to do so). I'm feeling a job in Communications now (journalist, executive producer).


Samarkand: Like the Vedas, I learned about Samarkand in AP World History last year. However, until reading the definition I didn't really care about the civilization. Now I do!


I just love words




Sunday, November 21, 2010

Ayn Ran(T)

A,
I don't understand. We met in May, and I was so excited because we hit it off immediately in that stupid, stupid DE class. We hung out, and then hung out again. Then you were disinterested for a month and a half,
which I suppose should have set me off. Finally I deleted your number in August, and you actually texted "first" two weeks later. What a surprise! A month later we saw a play together
at
my school, and you wanted to go eat breakfast at 11 pm afterward. I was so down! We promised to hang out soon, which left me feeling very comfortable and content. With that sai
d, I texted you to see how thaaangs were going, and we ultimately made tentative pl
ans to see HP. You were so excited and seemed to really want to go, as I did as well. However, I wanted to go because I thought we'd have a good time together... I realized a day or two before the actual rendez-vous that you probably just convinced your parents to allow you to see it on a school night because it was, after all, HP! You suggested I buy the tickets online, which I did so as to guarantee us spots in a theatre. On the night of the movie, you said "You're finally here." Just a minor setback, I thought, but nonetheless a turn-off. I kept hoping you'd make a move... For hours, I had read Cosmo for some advice. It was, after all, going to be our fourth date-like hang out. I did the Lauren Conrad braid!!! And I wore jeggings with a casual sweater-shirt and moccasins. What's not to like? Oh well, now I have decided to drop you... I don't have time for guessing games anyway.

P.S. You owe me $12.25, you gentleman.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

As we say goodbye, we always wonder...

What happens next? The thoughts going through our heads are not, "I'm excited to turn the next page." They are, "Why did so much change so fast? Where do I go from here? I'm not sure I can find my way again."

Today is Valentine's Day and I'm definitely not upset that I'm "alone," because I'm honestly not lonely. I have great friends who I hung out with tonight, a very loving family, and a remotely satisfied existence. However, I do today find myself missing those I have never known and those I knew my whole life.

Let's start with a recent loss: Nodar Khokhobashvili, the Georgian luger, who lost his life on Saturday. I feel as if no words can adequately describe this man's tragic end. He went after his dream, got to the TOP of his game, and in a matter of seconds had the world taken away from him. How could have this happened to someone so unsuspecting, so undeserving? It makes me wonder why things like this happen. Does the story from kindergarten hold true, that God needs more angels? I'm always wondering. I just wonder a little bit more about things like this, where innocent people can have so much success and then find it whipped away without fair warning. Life is confusing. His Olympic team was so solemn as they walked into the arena at the opening ceremony. No smiles. The only message being sent was through their black arm bands of mourning. I truly think that mourning can only be like that for people of a certain caliber. The Georgians were not, as one could say, exaggerating their sadness by crying or waving their arms around or even refusing to walk. Oh how they walked, with those black arm bands throbbing against the white of their coats.

You know what? I just realized I can't do this post. I don't think I can do it yet... It's too hard. Plus, I am a little sleepy. To wrap things up, I wish I was stronger... I wish I could talk about things that wouldn't make me cry and I wish I didn't have to regret what I've done in the past. I wish I also didn't have to regret not jumping on opportunities or telling people who I care about how much I really do care for them. More on that later.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

A birdseye view into my world


Hello to my zero followers (besides Sarah, who doesn't count, ahha just kidding love ya). I haven't written in a while and am feeling the need to express myself...

I had pneumonia about a week and a half ago, and am still reaping the rewards (meaning endless piles of makeup work). I've also started to drown in the consequences of my procrastination... I should have been working all weekend, yet keep finding myself playing silly computer games or on Facebook. Facebook is evil, why do I even have an account? I'm thinking of deactivating it for the remainder of the semester, or at least seeing how much more sleep I'll get if I don't go on it for an entire week.

I currently can't see my bedroom floor, and really haven't been able to since early December-- "I'll do it over winter break, Mom, I'm too busy with school right now." I'm not sure where my weekends go... I want to get my work done, and I actually prayed today that God would help me find the willpower to control my distractions. A little silly, but I'm hoping he'll help out. I've been eating an apple a day and drinking lots of water, so I'm also praying that I won't get sick again before spring break. I've got a big four-day weekend coming up, during which I will be studying, watching romantic comedies, and sleeping; Oh, and cleaning my room.

Tomorrow I make my long overdue return to Lacrosse, and I'm really excited that the team will still have me even though I missed tryouts because of being sick. Although I'm not the fastest nor in great shape, I have a feeling I'm seriously going to enjoy getting closer to my friends and learning new skills (such as... cradling the lax stick, actually running the entire time, etc). Hmmm... On to my clothing... As most of my clothing is lying on my bedroom floor, I haven't really spent much time incorporating variety into my ensembles, on the Leighton front it usually looks like leggings or yoga pants, uggs or rainbows, and t-shirts or sweatshirts... However, on Thursday for AP World we earned ten extra points for dressing like we were going to work (I wore all black and these really cute Nine West pumps, BUT!!! Much to my chagrin, I found out under the school's fluorescent lights that I was actually wearing dark blue tights... Still got a 110!). My mom told me I looked like I was 25, my sister said I looked business-y, and got nice compliments from friends and teachers alike. The same day, I found out I was nominated for VIP night at school! I was thrilled, because I hadn't been nominated last year. It was such a special night and it made me feel really good that my teachers thought of me so highly (at least I hope that's why they nominated me).

In (more) other news, I'm really liking Oracle though I've yet to break into that clique-y environment. All of my stories have been printed, though I noticed they had been altered a little bit (kind of frustrating). I've also heard that editors want me to write for their sections because I get my stories in on time and I write pretty well... I was supposed to be headed to Brown this upcoming Presidents' Day/Valentine's Day weekend, but airfare got pretttty pricey. Looks like I'm going to be visiting Duke and Davidson instead, both of which I am equally excited about. Brown will have to wait until Spring Break, half of which will be spent there in Rhode Island with Julie and half of which will be spent in Boston (Harvard, what what?) and New York (maybe Ithaca and Cornell, definitely Columbia and NYU). My interest in Journalism is getting really big, and so is my interest in having a future teaching career in Social Studies.

Well I'm off for now, because I've succeeded in procrastinating some more, but hopefully this is all the putting off my work I can do for the next two nights.

Leigh
p.s. picture found here