Come, enjoy.. my home is yours

Okay, congeniality isn't one of my strong points, but I'd like to invite you in, thank you for visiting, and I'd offer you a cup of java and some biscotti, but A) I don't have any because B) I'm a starving college student. Enough said? I thought so..
Now then, before you write me off as some stuck-up, ignorant, snobby, rich kid, I assure you that I'm not. I'm not rich, I have no delusions about myself, I'm even modest to a fault at times. I'm generally shy, I'm a warm listener, I feel drawn toward spindly computer geeks and I have been told that I possess a rather expansive and diverse vocabulary, which I like to make use of, you'll have to forgive me...



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I realize that my website has become progressively verbose and I apologise. As soon as I can I plan to scan some of my artwork onto disk so that I can set up a page or two devoted to that, until then, I am confined within the world of the written text.. In which I am undeniably comfortable, but I fear it does become dull for some, I'll try to hurry. Until then, I'll try to be entertaining.
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Actually, while we're on the subject of things which are verbose (namely this site of mine and me) I'd like to address an adoration I have for vocabulary. I'm sorry, I know it's odd, but I love words. The only reason I keep from throttling my Art History Proffessor is that my Neo-Classical and Rennaisance Literature Professor has such a magnanimous vocabulary that he completely makes up for her ineptitude. And the woman has serious issues. I'ts a college level course and she feels the need to spell words like "sight" and "altar" for us.. Please people, tell me you've been able to spell those since you learned to read... My literature proffessor though, the first two full pages of his syllabus were his commentary on how worthy and misrepresented the books and plays we're to read this quarter are. It's marvelous.



Miscellany

Welcome and congratulations, you have stumbled upon my first website. (Thank you, thank you.. No applause, just throw money..) I felt that, being a youth of an exceedingly technological era, it behooved me to behave as such. So I have begun what will no doubt represent a rather maudlin and sardonic attempt toward this endeavor, but I hope you find it at least entertaining..


I'm sorry, You'll have to excuse me.. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Leandra...




Light. I think that, aside from the elements themselves, light has been given the largest contingent of meanings known to man. Without even physical manifestation the illuminous emanations are said to symbolize goodness and purity. In black and white movies the "good" guy always wore a white suit. Ever seen "12 Angry Men"? It's true.. Angels are generally depicted as wearing white, being white and living in a realm of light complete with snow white cumulus clouds which serve as their abode. I find it interesting though that as soon as you progress up from candles, flame becomes fire and any sense of goodness evaporates, the fire is not only just too strong to be holy anymore, it goes straight to the underworld where little men with horns, pointed tails and tridents are said to reside. Why red should be the opposite of white or fire the opposite of light I haven't a clue. And, on a side note, "Trident." Who came up with that as a name for gum? Why on earth would you name a gum after a brutal weapon anyway? I realize that King Triton had a shiny one in "The Little Mermaid," but really, come on people.. Let's think logically about this...





Sarcasm.


Ah, now sarcasm, sarcasm is a beautiful thing. Come on, you know it is.. Think about it. Sarcasm can be cunning, abrasive, lighthearted. It can strike a glancing blow, smooth over hurt feelings, and/or convey exactly what you want to say. There is a delicate precision in a perfectly selected and well delivered sarcastic phrase. It's wonderful really. Language is a marvelous, albeit contorted, intsitution. It is the tool by which we are allowed to communicate, however, it posesses more pitfalls than safety lines I'm afraid... It is only by nuance and inference that we are able to actually convey meaning at all. But I'm sure you'd rather not listen to me tabulate information which I'm certain you already know... (The previous should be read as if accompanied by a knowing smile. You know the kind, half amused, half patronizing.. The ones parents give to children who are not their own..)



What do you know about metacognition?

Much? Little? I find it an interesting subject, along with memory, time and concepts like size of the universe and whether it can be given size or shape. I don't usually find my theories as entertaining as some I've heard, (I mean, raccoons taking over the world? come on..) but I'd like to think that I've thought some interesting things. Metacognition is special though, cognition is thinking, metacognition is thinking beyond thinking, or about the way you think. I spend quite a bit of my time this way. Not only considering the processes, but the rationale behind the thoughts.. weighing evidence and emotions and often pitting one against the other, just for fun. Fascinating? Well, I'm different that way I guess..

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Ways to pass the time:

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Leandra's rolodex....
Where I found those fabulous backgrounds...
Lovely Tiled Backgrounds.
Clip art for the Ages.
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