**heffalumps and woozles**

"Poirot always drank chocolate for breakfast—a revolting habit.” --Hastings (29)

“‘Do you know what you remind me of, Poirot?’ I said
‘No, mon ami.’
‘Of a juggler juggling with a lot of different-coloured balls! They are all in the air at once.’
‘The different-coloured balls are the different lies I tell—eh?’
‘That’s about the size of it.’
‘And some day, you think, there will come the big crash?’
‘You can’t keep it up for ever,’ I pointed out.
‘That is true. There will come the grand moment when I catch the balls one by one, make my bow, and walk off the stage.’
‘To the sound of thunderous applause from the audience.’
Poirot looked at me rather suspiciously.” --Poirot and Hastings (158)

“‘I suppose you would do—you’re not a fool! Don’t think you’re particularly officious either.’
Poirot bowed.
‘Thank you, mademoiselle.’
‘And that’s more than what most people would say—looking at your moustache. Why d’you have a moustache like that? D’you like it?’
I turned away convulsed with laughter.” --Poirot, Mrs. Peabody, Hastings (180)

“‘That,’ said Poirot, ‘is a very clever old woman.’
‘Even although she did not admire your moustaches?’
‘Taste is one thing,’ said Poirot coldly. ‘Brains are another.’” --Poirot, Hastings (181)

“There is one piece of advice I offer to all my readers. Never take a soldier to a military play, a sailor to a naval play, a Scotsman to a Scottish play, a detective to a thriller—and an actor to any play whatsoever!” --Hastings (224-225)

“To even the most haphazard assembly of objects one can bring order, and with a little ingenuity, sequence so to speak. That is: one says to oneself mentally ‘With a piece of soap I wash the dirt from a large white marble elephant which stands on a gate-legged table’—and so on.” --Poirot(18)

“Maria very angry. She say she like to hit policeman with rolling pin but I say better not. I say policeman not like being hit by rolling pins[…]” --Geronimo (135)

“Mrs. Nicoletis tossed her head in a bellicose manner and swerved abruptly to avoid a pillar-box which had advanced upon her in a menacing manner” (150)
[I LOL’d on the bus. Then I got stared at.]

“‘Hickory, Dickory, Dock,’ said Nigel, ‘the mouse ran up the clock. The police said ‘Boo,’ I wonder who, Will eventually stand in the Dock?’” --Nigel (173)

“A rich man and his money are not so easily parted. Me, I have seen a well-known millionaire turn out a tramful of people to see for a dropped halfpenny.” -Poirot (12)

“Mon Dieu, mon ami, but use your little grey cells!” -Poirot (12)
(pauvre hastings XD)

“A woman cannot wait—always remember that, Hastings.” -Poirot (13)

“‘Mon ami,” said Poirot, in his gentle ironical voice, ‘is it that we are to remained planted here all night—just because you have seen a beautiful young woman, and your head is in a whirl?’” -Poirot (62)

“I was vexed. Poirot’s incurable habit of making a mystery out of nothing never failed to irritate me.” -Hastings (98)

“We are in darkness. A hundred conflicting points confuse and worry us. That is well. That is excellent. Out of confusion comes forth order.” -Poirot (105)

“‘Still more romantic! The first recontre in the train from Pairs, the second here. Journeys end in lovers’ meetings, is not that the saying?’
‘Don’t be an ass, Poirot.’
‘Yesterday it was Mademoiselle Daubreuil, today it is Mademoiselle—Cinderella! Decidedly you have the heart of a Turk, Hastings! You should establish a harem!’” -Poirot and Hastings (107-108)

“‘Les Anglais!’ he murmured. ‘No method—absolutely none whatever. They leave all to chance!’” -Poirot (109)

“‘The great Giraud! The great Giraud is nothing but a toy balloon—swollen with its own importance. But I, Hercule Poirot, whom he despises, will be the little pin that pricks the big balloon —comme ca!’ And he made an expressive gesture.” -Poirot (171)

This book was hilarious. Hastings = romantic to a fault. I love(d) it XD

"Poirot clung firmly to the Continental breakfast. to see me consuming eggs and bacon upset and distressed him—so he said." -Hastings (65)

"‘If only—if only, Hastings, you would part your hair in the middle instead of at the side! What a difference it would make to the symmetry of your appearance. And you mustache. If you MUST have a mustache, let it be a real mustache—a thing of beauty such as mine.’
Repressing a shudder at the thought, I took the note firmly from Poirot’s hand and left the room." -Poirot and Hastings (65-66)

"Pour les autres—eh bien! ‘Doctor’s orders,’ they will be told. A phrase very convenient and one not to be gainsaid." -Poirot (92)

"It sounds, as you would say, un-English. I agree. But even the English have emotions." -Poirot (97)

"[…] But I will not sit back and say ‘le bon Dieu has arranged everything, I will not interfere.’ Because I am convinced that le bon Dieu created Hercule Poirot for the express purpose of interfering. It is my métier." -Poirot (124)
(THIS! This is perfect. Thank you! God does not control every action you stupid fucks. /soapbox)

"‘Looks much the same—hair a bit thinner on top but the face fungus fuller than ever.’ [Japp]
‘Eh?’ said Poirot. ‘What is that?’
‘He’s congratulating you on your mustaches,’ I said soothingly.
‘They are luxuriant, yes,’ said Poirot complacently caressing them." -Japp, Poirot, Hastings (164)
(Oh, Japp XDDD)

“I had the fancy to pretend I was Carmen.” --Poirot (61)
That entire page was hilarious!

“Poirot made sympathetic noises, somewhat suggestive of a hen laying eggs.” --Hastings (126)

“I, also, found Poirot’s behaviour unaccountable; and, since I was very attached to my strange little friend, it worried me more than I cared to express.” --Hastings (161)
D'awwwwww Hastings/Poirot love!!!!

“‘Sorry M. Poirot.’ He wiped his eyes. ‘But you did look for all the world like a dying duck in a thunderstorm.’” --Japp (163)
Again, HILARIOUS!

“And what do you think of Dr. Bernard, Hastings?” inquired Poirot, as we proceeded on our way to the Manor.
“Rather an old ass.”
“Exactly. Your judgments of character are always profound, my friend.”
I glanced at him uneasily, but he seemed perfectly serious. A twinkle, however, came to his eye, and he added slyly:
“That is to say, when there is no question of a beautiful woman!” --Poirot and Hastings(26)

“Poirot was right. He always is, confound him!” --Hastings(153)

“Ah, mon ami, one can have romance without golden-haired girls of matchless beauty—no, I am wrong; it is auburn hair that excites you always. You remember——” --Poirot(176)
The love that I have for these two is indescribable

“I am, as you also know, bon catholique, and his demise seemed to me fortunate.” --Poirot(186)
spazypurplepixi this reminded me of you ♥

I love Agatha Christie. I used to think that I liked Miss Marple better, but it is Hercule Poirot who has stolen my heart now. He and Hastings. I don't think the movies do Poirot justice. You lose so much character and life in the movies. I sit through the movies and go uh-huh. . . uh-huh. . . genius and weird. Through the books, I'm LOLing very loud, and I'm grinning and fan girling. Go read Agatha Christie. She's a genius ♥

( post from yesterday )

What a miserable day. What a miserable week.

We had to do peer reviews in writing, and this stupid bitch had the nerve to criticize mine nonstop when she didn't even understand the fucking topic. I don't deal well with criticism on a good day let alone on a bad day, or week in this case.

Shawn came to my rescue hardcore. I was bitching to her about my geography paper, and she then took the rest of the day off work so that she could help me write it. I can't even express my gratitude. That was so sweet of her. It took us 6 hours together and an additional one for me to finish it, and it BARELY meets the page requirements. It's RIDICULOUS! We had to make a SPREADSHEET for the damn thing. The teacher is all, "Oh! It's not a complicated assignment! Don't overdo it!" It was the most involved thing I've had to do since my Christology paper with Dr. Sheila. I had a breakdown at one point. I just lost it and started crying. That was after Shawn had left.

I had to bail on tutoring. I felt really bad missing the second week. My presence was requested at g&p's for dinner, since they're leaving for Egypt tomorrow. I wish I could just hide in their bag and go see mi vaca. *sigh* Dinner was fine. I didn't get much socializing done since I was working on homework the entire time. The Browns were there. ♥

I still have to do book work for Spanish and my fucking taxes. FUCK TAXES!!!! X(

We did Easter today. My family is ridiculous. Shawn's feelings get hurt far too easily, and she turns into super bitch at the drop of a hat. Anita and Rory come in and turn on sports, which just pisses Shawn off even more. Papa. . . I don't know what Papa's problem is. He's just been grumpy as of late. Grandma is queen of getting on our nerves. Dinner was ok. It was an Indian dish, which in theory sounded really tasty, but the flavors didn't fully blend or something. Mom and I think it needed some yellow curry powder. Nom. For dessert we had lemon meringue pie. It was really really rich. I have a feeling Brian will end up eating the rest. Yeesh.

I spent most of the time reading A Modest Proposal by Jonathan Swift, which I loved! I then wrote my one page response for it. Very interesting stuff. Don't worry, Bradling, I promise we won't eat baby Meils =3 (give her a kiss or something for meeeeeee!!!(and one for you~_^) <3)

I just had my SD card with all my pictures on it. . . now I have no idea where the fuck it went. *headdesk* It wasn't even my SD card. It was Brian's. lskadfjaskldfjasdl;kfj!

Positives:
My sissy called me today. We talked for an hour. It was good. She and Gokhan just got back from Turkey not too long ago.

Shawn is letting me borrow all of her Agatha Christie books! :O I'm so excited. I wish Miss Marple was real so I could give her a hug. Miss Marple is AMAZING!!! I also think Tumblr is amazing! They have Miss Marple pictures and quotes! Same with Hercule Poirot. Pics and quotes!!!! And Audrey Hepburn pictures!!! And other amazing things!!! EEEEE! I realize Google also has this stuff, but this is far more exciting than Google :P
/positive

I'm about to read A Hanging by Orwell. Meh. I dunno. It might actually prove to be ok. It was really fascinating. The one page response is proving harder than I expected. Then I have to write a 4-6 page paper for geography. I've mentioned my hate for that class? Good. It's awful and stupid. Then I need to finish up my Spanish. I also have to research more on PPS no longer giving out modified diplomas to Sp. Ed. kids. Instead they're giving out certifications of completion, which will not help with job finding. Stupid PPS.

Happy Easter/Spring, everyone! ♥

My ego has been stroked big time tonight. I emailed Jane, my writing teacher, to ask a question regarding our journal write. She emails back with the answer to my question, and then also puts, "It's fun having you in a class again." She is the Scot of the writing world, or else Scot is the Jane of the math world. ♥ I can't tell you the amount of happy that made me. Words just don't describe it.

Then on Facebook, I was making fun of my mom, but then someone took it as something else and said that I was such a wonderful daughter and person. She's silly, but I definitely accepted the compliment ;)

( pack of dogs attacks an alligator O.O )

( squee worthy image )

I can't take my geography class, or at least I don't think I can. The teacher reminds me too much of Powell. How. . . how can I do this? Will I be able to get through it? I . . . I . . . she's ridiculous! She walked in, and I turned to my friend Erik, and go, "I hate her." He was all, "whoa, man. . .give her a chance." I took a few deep breaths, opened my mind, and then it all started and she's an evil, anal, nazi bitch just like powell!!!!! *throws fit* (Powell = stupid bitch who failed me sophomore year for my politics. . . )

On the bright side! I only went over my half page response by a few lines. Jane's so silly. She had us write only a half page response to Dr. King's "I Have A Dream". How can that be fully responded to in only half a page? I just responded to this one paragraph in it:

"But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force." --MLK Jr.

I have also already made a new friend in my writing class! I was all outgoing and everything! *proud*

Must go to bed.

School starts tomorrow. Fuck. I need to go to bed. I have to be up at ungodly times from tomorrow until June. Bleh!

I need to figure out how to cover all my expenses. Daddy has helped. I got a check for a hundred from him. Yay. I can now get a bus pass for April. WOOT! I think I can do it, but it's more a question of can I get my books fast enough. jfskdjfadfkja

My brain is fried and sorta scattered. I just feel like everything is moving really fast when it's not.

Wilbur is my little trooper. I'm so proud of him. Dad still hasn't called to tell me how he is though :( I'll have to harass him tomorrow about that.

Jane tomorrow! :D

Spanish without Grant. . . what am I going to do? =/ *bites lip*

There was supposed to be substance to this, but I don't remember what nor why. . . fuck.

I want my Wilbur and my Futt. :(

BRADLING! ♥ glad we could talk tonight.

I love having different browsers. Daddy will use FF and I can use IE for stuff like this. A happy camper am I.

It was over 70 degrees today. IT was heavenly. I wore SHORTS! and a TSHIRT and SUNGLASSES!!! Brian and I walked to the bank and bac, played tennis, took pictures, and visited Spotty. It was wonderful.

Happy birthday to my Daddy. He forgot it was his bday *sigh* WE went to Mingo. We had dinner and drinks. We even got free birthday drinks =3 I got my muscato *drool*, and he got a b-b-b. . . fuck. . . whatever a strong wine is called. My brain has failed me.

Our doggy, Futt, didn't even bark at me tonight. He's such a good boy. I love him. Although I'm not sure I approve of his butt on my pillow. Just sayin. . .

I've spent most the night upstairs with Ben. We talked about the 7000 and some odd number of page comic he's making. He's going to run into some copyright issues >.> We also sat there and belted The Backstreet Boys together. Yes, I will admit to still listening to them, but I am going to say I was listening to better things before he came in. I was puting on music I knew he likes. We also listened to "Killer Queen" by Queen and a few others. It reminded me of when my older brother and I would hang out in his room and play on his PS(omg the orig!!!) for hours and hours. Ben and I just don't do that type of bonding. It was good and a nice change.

People in Idaho are made of fail. So, my dad finally got ahold of my nana, and he asked why she hasn't responded to any of his emails. She replied with, "Well, I don't get home often to use the computer." Yeah, but. . . you can use any computer. I mean we get emails from the guy she's living with ALL the time. . . wtf? My auntie Sue same type of an answer, well, I'm on my laptop all the time, and so I'm not on the other computer to check my email. . . *jawdrop* I'm sorry. .. what?! This is my family. *headshake*

Piggies tomorrow!

CONGRATULATIONS, BRADLING and Whitney!!!!!!! Your squishy little alien is beautiful. *hugs* I'm so happy for you. We need to talk. ♥

Haystack Rock is breathtaking. Yesterday was the first time I had ever been able to walk up close to it. Normally, when I get there, which is rarely, the tide is in, and so I just stand and look at it from a distance. It just made me happy. The weather was perfect. It was breezy, but just so sunny. I was in a t-shirt and a lightweight fleecy and was fine. I was also wearing pants >.>

We got to the beach and had lunch at Doogers. Best clam chowder ever. Then we went and walked on the beach, we looked a haystack rock. I even got mom to take off her shoes XD I love the sand. I love the beach. There just aren't words to describe the amount of happy I was feeling yesterday. That was, of course, after I got done sitting for three hours doing nothing in a law office. Ok, I was reading, but I digress.

Mom and I got off the beach and wandered through the residential part of Cannon Beach, and talked about all the houses we wanted. She kept putting mine down b/c they would be too expensive. Pshaw. Hehe. After two hours of walking we ended up back in downtown. We looked at some shops, got some taffy(ftw)! We were seriously considering spending the night. Once we got back to the car, however, it was much easier to leave. It was just such a perfect day, it was hard to let it go.

I love my mom. I love one-on-one time with her. We talked about lots and lots. We laughed lots and lots. It was good.

Pics up on fb!

My daddy calls me today, I'm thinking, oh shit, what has Ben done now? No, nothing bad. He just called to tell me that he almost got eaten by a big fat mama piggy. On Thursday, Daddy was on his tractor actually *gasp* working! He notices a red-headed mama piggy outside. That's weird, since they're suppose to be inside. He just figures he didn't shut the door properly, and then thinks, "Big black mama piggy prolly instigated this entire thing." Sure enough, she had. He walks over there, and red-head is about 5 feet from the door, and black mama is nowhere to be seen. He calls red-head over, "com'on, mama, com'on." He finally coaxes her back into their house, and he looks up to find a black piggy coming towards him. She's walking at a leisurely pace, until she sees the FEED BUCKET! (dun-dun-dunnnn!) He calls for her once, and she comes BOLTING at him in a sprint. He quickly opens the door, and slams her in. Apparently, by this time he's having a mild heart attack. He said it was like a rhino running toward him. The ground was shaking, and the look upon her face was terrifying. He, and I, had no idea pigs could run that fast. Especially a 300 pound pig!! He said she was running as fast as our dog can, which is about 25mph. He lived through the ordeal, but really. . . he almost got eaten by a big fat mama piggy that day.

I DIED through that entire story. I laughed SO hard. I almost fell on my butt. Laugh for the day type of deal?

I'm home for the first time in 5 days. I'm very excited. I love spending time with Brian, but breaks are good, especially from his parents. UGH! I could just. . . RAWR! Saturday we went to Mark and Amber's for a bbq and croquet. It was lots of fun. I got a WEE tipsy. Hehe. During croquet, Amber started out in dead last, and ended up coming out of nowhere and beat us all, but it was really hard on Brian b/c he was a turn away from winning! Haha! Go Amber! *grin* We were supposed to go frisbee/disc golfing with them today, but it was rainy. Instead we went and had brekkers with Brian's parents. UGH! I mean, yay food, and I'm grateful for free food, but UGH@an hour with them in a confined space. Mainly with Brian's dad.

Bri found my iPod! EEEEEEE! I finally downloaded itunes tonight, and I'm now int he process of going through all of Brian's CDs and importing them into the computer so I can actually use my iPod :O I got it for Christmas, which was how long ago? Haha >.> I'm also going to take my laptop over to Brian's so I can steal what few CDs I like of his parents' collection. Yay Mozart and Beethoven? :D

Movie tomorrow with Brian. Not sure which one yet. Beach with just me and Mom on Tuesday! OMG, YAY!!!

Finals went well, I think? I spent forever on note cards, and I'm still not sure they helped me, haha! XD Jim just emailed back! I got an A! Woot! That puts me at an A for the term! Not a 100%, but it'll do ;)

I aced my Spanish final and the class! 100% in the class! Which is actually a decrease from last term :p Last term I had a 103% *sigh* lol! Anyway! Right after Grant and I did our oral, she was like, grade yourselves, what happened? blahblahblah. We got full points who cares. BUT!!! She then says, "Next term, how am I going to keep you guys on task? I still haven't figured it out yet." BWHAHAHAHA! Srsly! The only way to do that would to be to split us up, which she can't do to us. I'd CRY!!! Funny all the same. We kept backing ourselves up in the most comical ways. Pulling shit out of our asses,a dn then using it as arguments. "But we do do the tasks, and then we're done and get bored, and then talk! But it's all in Spanish! Really, what we're doing is just exPANDing our vocabulary AND working on our conversational skills. You should be happy." She was unamused, and we were dying of laughter. Good times.

Then we came up with a 30x30 battleship game for learning the numbers up to 30 and letters in Spanish. It was pretty epic.

Yesterday was actually a pretty good day. I made $35 babysitting. I aced my Spanish class. I talked with Carrie for the first time in FOREVER! It was all in all a good day. Getting home from school made me want to tear something apart. I missed every SINGLE bus. RAWR!

Then later that night, after I'd babysat and showered, I took some more risque pictures, and I sent them to Brian. I was like ok, he'll appreciate it since we're not together tonight. It turned into a HUGE fight. The fight was online though, and so there was a lot of miss communication. He didn't say one nice thing about them, like, oh you're so pretty. Or anything. He just went straight to negatives on how I could improve them, and then wanted me to redo them. WHAT?!?!?!? REALLY?! You fuck head, way to NOT show any appreciation. Then he got bitchy when I told him no. Why should I? The entire ordeal made me feel really ... just. . . ugly. Stupid shit, whatever. I don't understand how ppl are able to get into such huge fights like that, and then go back as if everything were normal right away. You know? Gah. Maybe I shouldn't have been so sensitive. I dunno.

We're going to play tennis at Woodstock Park today. I guess we'll see how that goes. It's supposed to be pretty. Can't bitch too much on a nice day.

Finals are tomorrow. Ugh. Well, art history, and then at 12:45 on Tuesday Grant and I go in for our Spanish oral. Party. I sort of wish he would take this more seriously. He needs the grade more than I do! But still. I would like to maintain my A.

It's been a rather ok weekend. I was going to be at Brian's all weekend again, but his dad went on a rampage, and I couldn't deal with it any longer. So, we came here.

On Saturday we went to the park and played tennis. Oof, I'm sore! It was lots of fun though. I haven't played tennis, since I was 10, and my bff at the time ended up needing stitches on her brow b/c she got in the way of my swing. Oops. Ma vache knows the feeling, especially when we had to hike the ball in PE. XD ♥

We have also spent the better part of the weekend watching Bleach. We're on episode 26, or so says the sticky Brian stuck to my computer. I can see this show getting really old really fast, but we'll see. I really wish Stephen would email me with the name of the anime we watched together. I don't remember what it was. There was one about a modern appreciation club, full of no one but serious nerds. Genshiken, that was the name of it. Then there was also one that was a spin off, but not really, of the previous. Its name had bikki something or other. I fail. Kujibiki Unbalance. That's teh fake show turned into a real show. It's ridiculously random.

I never thought I'd end up liking anime. Surls.

Have a good Monday. ♥