Hello again!
Today was the last day of camp for me. I was doing Classical Animation and Creative Drama. In Animation we learned and made our own pixilation (animating people, claymation (animating clay), regular stop-motion (just animating objects), and flipbooks. Oh, and today we did whiteboard animation. :P
In drama we did drama games, like Freeze. In freeze you have 2 people doing a scene together, and then someone yells out "Freeze!". Then the actors freeze. Somebody comes up and takes the place and frozen pose of an actor, then start a totally new scene using the position they are in. It's sooo fun!
I also got applications for theatre programs that you have to audition for or be referred to to get into. They are really cool!
Bye for now!
March 25, 2011
March 14, 2011
Contest
The contest is canceled because nobody signed up. :(
March 1, 2011
Poem and a Contest
My pen roars across the page
A lawnmower at full blast
He reaches the end
And spins on his head
Only to start mowing once more
My fingers fly around the keyboard
A tap dancer's energetic dance
They finish the phrase
And begin the word 'bays'
A crazy line of letters to come
My quill prances up and down the page
A skipping schoolchild playing
She runs out of fuel
Takes a dip in the ink pool
Dainty and quiet all the while
A poem is a poem
No matter the form
Remember that, my dear little child
Liked it?
I'm going to have poem contest! Your task is to write a poem on any subject. I will pick one winner and they will win a million dollars! Just kidding. They win a poem about them. So... sign up! There is no limit for participants, but your poem is due March 14th. Get it to me in any way you can, whether it be by email if you know mine, New Moon Girls (awesome website), or commenting below! TTYL!
A lawnmower at full blast
He reaches the end
And spins on his head
Only to start mowing once more
My fingers fly around the keyboard
A tap dancer's energetic dance
They finish the phrase
And begin the word 'bays'
A crazy line of letters to come
My quill prances up and down the page
A skipping schoolchild playing
She runs out of fuel
Takes a dip in the ink pool
Dainty and quiet all the while
A poem is a poem
No matter the form
Remember that, my dear little child
Liked it?
I'm going to have poem contest! Your task is to write a poem on any subject. I will pick one winner and they will win a million dollars! Just kidding. They win a poem about them. So... sign up! There is no limit for participants, but your poem is due March 14th. Get it to me in any way you can, whether it be by email if you know mine, New Moon Girls (awesome website), or commenting below! TTYL!
February 27, 2011
Rain, A Walk, and an Update
Just a cracked piece of tape.
A tree. Yeah.
A car tire.
Rain that is really shimmery and is really cool and looks like snow on my balcony! It's awesome!
Another pic of the rain.
Darn forgot the update. :P
February 22, 2011
Isn't it funny?
A post I originally intended to be essay format, but now it's a poem.
Isn't it funny?
Isn't it funny
The peculiar way
Your dad's fancy printing
Matches the one on the card?
Isn't it funny
That the butcher wasn't the murderer
As he claims he was getting
The Sunday mail?
Isn't it funny
That the new shoes you bought
Have the flag of China
Imprinted in their soles?
But no, they weren't made in China!
And no, of course mail comes on Sundays, you dimwit!
Oh, and in case you were wondering
Dad didn't write that note!
We believe the funniest things, eh?
Psst, Santa died.
Isn't it funny?
Isn't it funny
The peculiar way
Your dad's fancy printing
Matches the one on the card?
Isn't it funny
That the butcher wasn't the murderer
As he claims he was getting
The Sunday mail?
Isn't it funny
That the new shoes you bought
Have the flag of China
Imprinted in their soles?
But no, they weren't made in China!
And no, of course mail comes on Sundays, you dimwit!
Oh, and in case you were wondering
Dad didn't write that note!
We believe the funniest things, eh?
Psst, Santa died.
February 12, 2011
Rain!
It's been POURING since I woke up this morning. Like, seriously pouring. I only went out to go grocery shopping with my dad, and even for just that short CAR trip, I got quite wet. So here's a picture and a poem about rain to honour the weather.
Rain
Tap, tap, tap
You drum your fingers against my window
Splash, splash, splash
Your puddles are out-of-order swimming pools
Slop, slop, slop
My pants are soaked, cause soccer's only canceled when you turn to snow
Screech, screech, screech
More cars are out, their inhabitants too timid to face you
Drip, drip, drip
You rush through the gutters and fall down into the bucket below
Ahh, ahh, ahh
At last you cease and the wonderful sun takes your place
Rain
Tap, tap, tap
You drum your fingers against my window
Splash, splash, splash
Your puddles are out-of-order swimming pools
Slop, slop, slop
My pants are soaked, cause soccer's only canceled when you turn to snow
Screech, screech, screech
More cars are out, their inhabitants too timid to face you
Drip, drip, drip
You rush through the gutters and fall down into the bucket below
Ahh, ahh, ahh
At last you cease and the wonderful sun takes your place
February 1, 2011
A rocky corner of the beach.
Little mini waterfall out of like, a stream diverter thing where the water goes under the path in a pipe.
The fence. I quite like this picture, just cause of the clarity... and yeah.
Soap or foam or something on a mini stream, the one with the diverter.
A tree with a moss patch and some other cool white patch. I like close up photos like this. They're cool.
3 tree stumps.
I took all these pictures at a park and a beach. That sounded weird. Oh well.
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