I POSTED THIS IN SOME LJ ROOM COMMUNITIES, AND I THOUGHT I MIGHT POST IT HERE TOO.

this has been the year for rooms for me. i started college in august, so i had to move out of my beloved bedroom, which i had named “the batcave,” and into a dorm. then my sister decided she wanted to switch bedrooms with me at our house because mine is a bit bigger. taking the batcave apart was an emotional time for me, it had become some sort of scrapbook of my life. anyway, under the cut i have included photos of the batcave, my dorm, and my new room.

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so, i have pink hair. who knew? i spent about 2 hours writing this post (most of that time was taken up by me searching the wayback machine for photos that used to be on my blogspot blog, lol). it’s pretty much a chronicle of every single hair color i’ve had, complete with photo and description. enjoy.

 

MAY ‘03- OCT. ‘03: SPX BLUE MAYHEM

this was the first demi-permanent color that i ever did. i was in 8th grade and i was 13 years old (hence the dorky photo that i had to scan, because i didn’t have a digital camera then). before that i had bleached-blonde hair since 6th grade, so i experimented a lot with less permanent dyes that lasted a few washes. i really liked having blue hair, and i kept it blue for quite awhile.

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GIGANTIC HP SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

DUMBLEDORE, WE’LL FIGHT FOR YOU TONIGHT.
IN OUR HEARTS, WE’LL NEVER LET YOU DIE.
YOUR LOVE IS KEEPING US ALIVE.
—”Dumbledore,” written and performed Harry and the Potters

“And now Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.”

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so good ol’ mrs. shomper informed me that i got 100 on my final project, which rocks. but then she told me that the self-score rubric we filled out would be averaged with her grade. i gave myself an 84, because i didn’t want to make it look like i think i know everything. so i get a 92. knowing that i should have 100 makes me kind of mad though.

there’s this girl at work who speaks little english. she often throws temper tantrums, screaming and yelling words we don’t understand, and sometimes we don’t even know why she’s upset. recently she’s become obsessed with pokemon cards, to the point where if the other children don’t give her their’s, she throws a tantrum. so today we told the kids “no pokemon cards,” hoping we’d avoid the little scene that occurred yesterday again. nope, right when she hears the new rule, right out in the hall, she yells and cries and generally just freaks out. i tried for awhile to calm her down, and then becky arrived and tried too. out of the blue she snapped out of it and stopped and went into the classroom. she’s pretty much the reason i haven’t been raving about how wonderful work is.

but it is wonderful, otherwise. today one of the boys accidentally threw a doll onto the roof when he was making it do acrobatics outside. after a few minutes of throwing the soccer ball at it, we decided to go find the wiffleball bat and try that. it was too short. so i stacked miscellaneous kids on my shoulders, progressing to taller and taller kids. but no one could reach. so then carly came over and she’s like, hey louise, let me get on. so i tried, but i couldn’t straighten my legs out, and we fell (onto the grass). we actually tried twice, the second time just as disastrous. after we went back in, i taped two hockey sticks together with duct tape and brought my contraption and a folding chair outside when there weren’t many kids left. i spent a good 20 minutes trying to knock it off. a soccer mom passed by and for awhile she directed me on which way to move the hockey sticks, because i couldn’t see over the edge. she soon gave up, but later three young lacrosse players passed by and with their help i was able to get it down. louise is the hero of the day, it seems.

signed, louise

warning: this little post is all about my 2007 chorus trip to disney world. and little in this sense is an oxymoron, because this post is pro’ly the opposite of little. brace yourself.

if you were wondering, this trip was last week, march 22-25.

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ready for a super long post? so long i had to cut it? good.

so i went to franklin today. i have to say, it was a totally new experience for me. i sort of knew what to expect, it’s not like i live a sheltered life here in good ol’ brighton. and it was definitely a lot more fun than i thought it would be. franklin has about 15 white students in the school, maybe 3 asians students, and the rest of the population is black or hispanic. personally, i think that’s cool. they are so much more lively than the kids at my school. when we got there in the morning we were introduced to a group of 6 african american boys, most who didn’t seem to want to be there. after some introductions and some discussion, they warmed up to us after we told them about the glories of free periods and open mods. those guys are so totally hilarious.

right away i noticed many big differences between our suburban school and their urban school. the biggest difference is obviously race, brighton is mainly full of white students and has only a small group of black students, many here via the urban-suburban program. we discussed race for some time, noting the way brighton treats african americans, and how franklin treats caucasians. we concluded that we have our disagreements, but any racial discrimination is not often widespread, but we of course couldn’t say that there is none at all.

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