Words of Week 1

NEW PROJECT!
I am going to do "my favorite words of the week" posts - so here is the first one. 

Logastellus: A person whose enthusiasm for words outstrips his knowledge of them
Herringbone: An arrangement or design resembling the bones in a fish, used esp. in the weave of cloth or the placing of bricks
Paisley: A distinctive intricate pattern of curved, feather-shaped figures based on a pine-cone design from India
Quaquaversal: Directed outwards in all directions from a common center
Kakistocracy:  Government by the least qualified or most unprincipled citizens.
Impudent: Not showing due respect for another person
Imprudent: Not showing care for the consequences of an action
Serendipity: The faculty of making fortunate discoveries by accident

Monsters

I stumbled upon a Word document from last year while I was organizing my folders on my computer, and I think I had a burst of inspiration when I wrote the following.
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I feel empty. I feel hollow, where my heart once stood, beating, pumping blood, and giving me the precious gift of life. It is not there anymore. Not long ago, someone tore it apart. To little shreds of emotion, and consciousness. I don’t know why they call it heart break, when the heart is torn, and not broken. I seem to know so little about anything anyways. There is always a limit, always a label, always a judgment that is between my deepest passions and me. And no matter how many times I tell myself I don’t care, late at night it all creeps back on me when I am the most alone.

When I was little, I didn't believe in monsters that were hiding under my bed. But nowadays, as I see myself grow, and learn new things, meet new people, I feel the monster under my bed feeding on my experiences. I feel its existence, and I feel it grinning with the sweet taste of revenge, because I didn't believe in it back then, it came back to make me believe in it now. Thinking that I have a heart to feel scared, silly monster, I was never afraid of you, I will never be.

But I fear one monster, one that is inside of me. The most dangerous, the most lethal. It is the one that offers the risky options, the free choices, and it's the one that leads me down the endless paths, and builds walls to make me feel lost and empty. I am empty. My brain thinks it can handle it, everything will be better without the heart, after all wasn't it the heart that caused all this in the beginning? But I want my heart back. I want it back, fixed.

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Lots of dreams, 

Belle

The GEM Foundation

As I sat in class today, thinking about the marvels of the male characters Jane Austen created, I was struck with a brilliant idea. If modern science somehow advances in the areas of resurrection, or manages to embed dead geniuses' brains into robots and computer programs, my idea will work perfectly.

The plan has three phases. First phase is to bring Jane Austen's mind back to life using cutting-edge science and groundbreaking technology. Second  phase is loading her brain with genetic engineering information. Third phase comes fairly naturally; her ideas about what a man is ought to be and her newly injected knowledge of genetic engineering will lead to the birth of Homo darcius. Homo darcius will be a developed species of the common men, distinguished, unique, and allow me to say "genteel."

A man of this species will have the manners and etiquette of the ideal Janeite man, and he will indeed converse in a charming British accent. If he loves, he will love with all his sincerity and on his honor, and his declaration of his sentiments will prove irresistible. His physical appearance will be a mirror of his inner amiability and pleasant temper. His intelligence will demonstrate his superiority and his humor will certainly delight all the ladies. His attentions will be focused, and in the materialistic world he will undoubtedly be rich and prosperous.

The GEM Foundation, is the supposed organization in my mind that will sponsor this project. GEM stands for "Genetically Engineered Men," and if you are smart enough, you must have realized this name is perfect because these new men will be as precious as gems such as jadeites and red diamonds.

Lots of cravats,
-Belle