Sunday, January 07, 2007

Obviously I'm never switching back to blogger. My LJ is just too long standing.

I would like to say I wish they would give the LJ option to pay to change my name from morganmalfoy to something else, because while that may have worked 5 years ago when I started blogging, it's really not so me now...

http://morganmalfoy.livejournal.com

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Sorry, I'm still trying to remember how blogger works, and why I don't have any comment links....
Okay, so it's working now, but once again, I'm really on LiveJournal, I just think it's funny to see what I wrote in high school...Ali always said I just did reviews of my life and the ones of Mass were the funniest. So, welcome to highschool!Morgan....
Once I got my LJ (www.morganmalfoy.livejournal.com) I stopped using this blog, but it seems to have disappeared, so this is a test to see if my blog is lost in the annales of blogger.com or if it isn't showing up due to lack of use.

Thursday, April 11, 2002

Okay, sorry it took me so long to get to this, but I've been making my LiveJournal. So now, to read my Journal, go to htpp://www.LiveJournal.com/~MorganMalfoy or http://www.LiveJournal.com/users/MorganMalfoy So check me out there, it's very cool, and you can write comments and stuff.

-Morgan

Monday, April 08, 2002

Mood: v. excited
Music: still none

Okay, I'm ultra psyched, because I now have a LiveJournal!!!!! I'll tell you more when it is really up...
Mood: Tired, dirty, and still sick
Music: Lindsay is humming the Indigo Girls

Just back from State

I really can't believe it's over. I've been studying for Latin and Latin State for four years, and this is just such a ani climax. I joined the Senior Classical League, and I'm going to apply to be the SCL Editor, but I won't ever compete again, which feels so strange. Just thinking about it today brought tears to my eyes. When I started high school, I remember my first Latin class. I have such a sweet teacher, whom I love dearly, and she always starts the Latin I students off telling them about Latin in English and telling them how glad she is to have them, and I remember being so nervous, I think I wrote down everything she said. And my first state, I thought I would do awful, and I was so sick, and we surprsied everyone by doing well in certamen, and I placed in both my catagories, better than people expected because I got so nervous when they asked me questions, because I didn't want to look dumb. And I didn't know then how much being in Latin, and being a JCLer would mean to me.

I'm crying right now, just writing. I can't even help it, I am just so changed by my experience with my friends, teacher, knowledge, and conventions that I know I wouldn't have been the same person without them. More than anything else that has heppened this year, this has made me realize how much I am leaving behind me next year. On the bus ride home from Orlando I realized I have to give all of the books, tests, and general stuff I've borrowed from our Latin Club over the years. I don't want to. I want to keep them, and I feel like I just can't let go of this. It seems cheesy, but I've loved every single minute of being a JCLer, from Holly and Ali tormenting me as a freshmen to the evil long awards ceremony I attended yesterday. Some things I will treasure forever, and taking Latin, and the friends I have made, especially Ali and Hornick are definitely in that category. Okay, now that I had a bit of a cry, I'll tell more.

Academically, this is the best I personally have ever done. I won second place in Advanced Customs (with an amzing 40 on my test) and third in Advanced History of the Roman Monarchy and Republic (with an even more amazing 38). When they were calling out awards, the higher they got, the more sure I was I hadn't won anything. It's so nerve-wracking sitting there thinking you've let your school, teacher, and mentors down. I'm so glad I did well. And my certamen team placed 5th, which is better than we've done in a while, mostly due to Matt, but I played very well, much better than I have been, too.

Now, some thoughts about my trip. One thing that really struck me during this trip is how isolated, or maybe insulated is a better word, I feel. Sometimes I just don't feel in touch with the stuff going on around me, like I can't reach quite the same level that everyone else is on. I don't feel left out per se, but kind of lonely and frustrated that I can't seem to quite get where I want to be. I don't know if that makes sense, but every once in a while I'm just sort of struck, because even though I'm there with people I consider my friends, I'm not close enough to many of them to really feel stuff, like I said, I feel insulated against them. Like everyone else is in technicolor and I'm still in black and white. Sometimes I jokingly say that I don't have any friends, and although there are a very small handful of people I consider my friends, for the most part I'm not joking. And in group gatherings when it seems like everyone else is content to hang out and just be friends, that's when I feel like I'm really not friends with a lot of people I say are my friends, and who probably think of me as their friends. Maybe I'm just overanalytical, or perhaps simply too reserved about who I really am to get that close to people. Upon occasion I just really feel like I'm not making good connections and relationships with other people, and it kind of worries me, because it makes me doubt my ability to function well in relationships with others. This is a problem I've been struggling with for a while, but there were times this weekend when I really felt it.

Anyways, I have a Calclus test tommorow, and I really need some sleep, so I hope everyone else had a good weekend.

-Morgan

Friday, April 05, 2002

Music: Jars of Clay, Faith Like a Child...SQUEEEEEE
Mood: really, really tired

Okay, I just went to the Jars of Clay concert and it was awesome. Awesome. AWESOME. Get the message? I loved every minute, and Jennifer Knapp's guitar player (the lady behind me said to her husband, in response to hearing me say he was hot, "She doesn't even KNOW him!"....lol). We jumped, we screamed, we sang, and we were great fangirls. They were just so incredible. The music was great, and the power of God was there. Wow. Just...whoa, God. Sometimes you just have to step back and realize He is so amazing and phenomenal and just be humbled by all around you. And then other times, you just have to be....




Commonly known as SexGod!Draco, you are usually bisexual. You are horny as hell, and gorgeous as heaven, and you take advantage of both of these things to have sex with ten different people in one chapter of one fic. You are cheerful and very open about your lust. It is rare that a threatening Voldemort-type plotline will come into your story. And...did I say you were horny?

Find out which Draco you are.



Okay, that was bad, but that's what I got...lol, I didn't know the end choices, and I wanted to be Snitch!Draco....well, I think I got him...oh, well, whatever. On a fluffier note...




Find out which Moulin Rouge song you are.


I love Ewan McGregor. I'll leave it there. Also of note, towards my interviews and articles, I got Cassie's first response today. I was heart-broken, because her name isn't Cassie. I'm so flummoxed. Now I don't want to call her Cassie, and I don't know her real name, nor am I going to pry and tryto find out. So I'm sadly stuck. Oh well, Latin state in a few hours...urgh, need sleep, also need to study...so I'm going to take a shower and go to bed...

Thursday, April 04, 2002

Mood: still sick
Music: Star Wars (LIndsay and Kristin are cheorographing a duel)

Still sick, but going to the Jars of Clay concert tonight. As I leave for my fourth State LAtin Convention tommorow, I thought I'd reflect quickly on past conventions.

My First Convention

I was sick, drugged up on someone's allergy medicine, and obsessed with a team member. Idolized Holly and Ali, who were horrid and mean, and I didn't like Kristin, because Holly and Ali were nice to her, and not me. Which, it turns out, is not even true. Met the gorgeous Mr. Hall, and fell in love with the Maclay guys... Played certamen rather well, and had a great time. We went to Epcot, however, and that sucked.

Year II

Was now friends with Kristin, and ran for State office, which took up every waking moment of my time, and many of the ones I should've been sleeping. Met a zillion people, and although I only remember this now, first saw Jason Morgan. Played certamen, not very well. Ali still mean, Holly had graduated to torture others.

Last Year

Very good friends with Kristin, and knew a ton of people. Went by in a big friendly blur of dancing, buzzing, and hanging out. Mr. Hall not there... Finally friends with Ali, only cool after graduation. Geez, why couldn't she have been nice earlier...

Now embarking upon my last convention as a JCLer, I'm compelled to say I should've studied more, and campaigned less, read more Cary and Scullard, and stayed up talking less. However, I've had the time of my life, and met some great friends. I can't wait for convention this weekend, and I might just cry when it's over. But thus is life, and it goes in stages. I was lucky enough to go as a JCLer for four years, and maybe I'll keep it up in the SCL (hmm, other problem as I posed as an SCLer last summer with great success, and these people are bound to notice I'm still in JCL...oh well)


Now, to be less sentimental..


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What movie are you?
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I rock. And I AM Jean Grey.

Wednesday, April 03, 2002

Hey guys, this is cool: APeX (Gene is hot)
Mood: ill but hyper
Music: Rufus Wainwright, One Man Guy




I actually like this, lol, Lindsay was a g-string.....HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHA

Still no LiveJournal...