Every man dies, not every man really lives
Monday, May 31, 2010
Yesterday
Yesterday, myself and my family went to the Beach with our friends. First, me and my brothers had to serve at St. Peter's church at the 7:55 Mass and then we head home to wash the car and set out listening to 'The Phantom of the Opera', 'Pirates of the Carribean', and 'My Fair Lady'. We had to stop to bye some flip-flops and other essentials, so we stopped at Meijers. While we were there, my dad was sent to find something. When hecame back, he couldn't find us. I looked to the side, (I was with Mom) I saw dad staning in the middle of the aile looking for us. However, in front of him was a girl. I waved at Dad, not seeing the girl and called, "Hey! Over here!" and the girl all of a sudden went walking off. "That was stupid." I said to myself, "Stupid Stupid stupid!" but I felt better when we got to the Beach. When we arrived, the waters were 50 degrees. Brrrrrrrr! We were literaly frozen as we stood in the waters! I eventully became use to it because, as my dad said: "You don't get used to it, you get numb." After we left the beach, we headed over to some returant where I had a great big, juicy swiss cheese and mushroom burger, a root beer float, and some chili chedar cheese french fries. If you'll exuse the apalling word, 'french'. when we had eaten and Drank our fill, we came Home and arrived at 12:54 p.m. Very Late. So that was the adventrous day of our family and the Beach.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Happy Birthday Daniel, Scottish Chief of Clan Wallace
*strums her lyre* Now me fine sair, as it 'tis ye birthday, I have a fine bit o' a tune for ye.*clears throat and begins to sing in a fine Irish voice*
Oh, better far to live and die
Under the Scotch flag ye fly,
Than play a bloody British part,
With a Scottish head and a scottish heart!
Fighting off the cheating world go you,
Where English all are well-to-do;
But ye’ll be true to the song ye sing,
And live and die a Scottish Chief!
For ye is a Scottish Chief!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief!
For ye are a Scottish Chief!
Chorus:
You are!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Me Lovely Self:
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief.
Chorus.
It is!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Me Lovely Self:
When he sallies forth to seek his prey
He helps himself in a royal way.
He kills plenty o' the British , it’s true,
As a well-bred monarch ought to do;
But many a Chief on a first-class throne,
If he wants to call his crown his own,
Must manage somehow to get through
More dirty work than ever ye do,
For ye are a Scottish Chief!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief!
For ye are a Scottish Chief!
Chorus.
You are!
Hurrah for the Scottish Chief!
My Lovely Self:
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief.
All:
It is!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
*finishes and bows*
And a fine birthday to ye sair!
Under the Scotch flag ye fly,
Than play a bloody British part,
With a Scottish head and a scottish heart!
Fighting off the cheating world go you,
Where English all are well-to-do;
But ye’ll be true to the song ye sing,
And live and die a Scottish Chief!
For ye is a Scottish Chief!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief!
For ye are a Scottish Chief!
Chorus:
You are!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Me Lovely Self:
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief.
Chorus.
It is!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Me Lovely Self:
When he sallies forth to seek his prey
He helps himself in a royal way.
He kills plenty o' the British , it’s true,
As a well-bred monarch ought to do;
But many a Chief on a first-class throne,
If he wants to call his crown his own,
Must manage somehow to get through
More dirty work than ever ye do,
For ye are a Scottish Chief!
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief!
For ye are a Scottish Chief!
Chorus.
You are!
Hurrah for the Scottish Chief!
My Lovely Self:
And it is, it is a glorious thing
To be a Scottish Chief.
All:
It is!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
Hurrah for our Scottish Chief!
*finishes and bows*
And a fine birthday to ye sair!
~ Rose, the Wandering Irish Minstrel
Happy Birthday Danny!!!!!!!!!! -Hannah
Monday, April 19, 2010
The 2010 Regency Ball Pictures
Friday, April 9, 2010
Roll 'em!
Quiet on set! Quiet! This is a take! Action! Roll 'em!
Lenclin: Well your finally up. Make a fire.
Cut! Re-film!
Lenclin: Well your finally up. Make a fire.
Cut! Check the gate! Well it's alright.
Action!
Macar: Where are you going?
Cut! Check the gate. Fine. Next scene.
Action!
Lenclin: I'm going hunting!
Cut! Re-film! Not good enough.
Lenclin: I'm going hunting.
Oops! Cut! I accidently zoomed in instead of out. Re-film.
Lenclin: I'm going hunting.
Cut! Print! Brilliant!
Many of you can already guess what this means. I am going back to work for Lord and Lady Production on The Crusaders Tale. The scene up above was filmed yesterday. We looked at it again yesterday and decided it needed to be re-filmed completely. So, tomorrow, we film.
~The Scarlet Pimpernel
Lenclin: Well your finally up. Make a fire.
Cut! Re-film!
Lenclin: Well your finally up. Make a fire.
Cut! Check the gate! Well it's alright.
Action!
Macar: Where are you going?
Cut! Check the gate. Fine. Next scene.
Action!
Lenclin: I'm going hunting!
Cut! Re-film! Not good enough.
Lenclin: I'm going hunting.
Oops! Cut! I accidently zoomed in instead of out. Re-film.
Lenclin: I'm going hunting.
Cut! Print! Brilliant!
Many of you can already guess what this means. I am going back to work for Lord and Lady Production on The Crusaders Tale. The scene up above was filmed yesterday. We looked at it again yesterday and decided it needed to be re-filmed completely. So, tomorrow, we film.
~The Scarlet Pimpernel
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
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