so... this blog is pretty much done. Hope the world doesn't mind. I have a new one, wherein I'm much, much lazier and pretty much just post my current thoughts on everything.
www.dothedevo.wordpress.com
bye~
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Another meme because I can.
November is National Meme Month. Officially. That's why I'm posting two in one night! This one was shown to me by Jill, which is pretty cool. And it's long. Very long. But that's okay.
Don't tell me lies, so where's your man? Hah, by asking this, you assume I have one. Silly you.
First name of the last person to text you? Christina.
Tell me the truth, why did you fall in love with your last ex? Was it ever love? Another assumption; I lack an ex. Hoorah.
Who was the last person you had a conversation with on the phone? My friend from school.
Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex? Nope.
Has anyone said they love you in the last week? Yep. Just a second ago, actually, haha.
Have you faced any of your fears lately? Yes.
Have you ever kissed under water? No.
Who was the last person to comfort you as you cried? My mother.
Do you have to plug your nose while swimming under water? Nah.
Are you a heart breaker? Not to my knowledge.
Do you know anyone who commited suicide? Besides famous people? Nope.
Is it ever too late to apologize? Yes.
Do your computer speakers work? Yes, thankfully.
Which friend are you most similiar to? Um, in some respects, maybe my best friend. Which makes sense.
Your ex calls wanting to hang out. What do you do? I'd say that depends on why we broke up.
Would you get back with your last ex if they asked you? Haha.
Would you kiss the last person who texted you, on the lips? Not unless you paid me a considerable sum of money.
Camping with a ton of friends or hotel with a few friends? Hotel!
Have you ever kissed anyone who's name starts with P, J, R, M, C or D? No.
Is there someone you wouldn't mind kissing right now? Yes.
Do you think your ex will ever want to be with you again? Um. No?
What did your last text say? Some chain message.
Has anyone told you they don't ever wanna lose you? Don't think so.
What's your relationship with the last person you text? Friends.
Do you fall for people easily? Yes.
Is your crush banging someone else? I really hope not, since we're both fourteen.
Are you addicted to cigarettes? Nope.
Do you know anyone named holly? No.
Are you upset because you actually aren't even cool? Um, no.
Have you ever kissed someone who was drunk? Not to my knowledge.
Have you ever broken a couple up? Probably not, haha.
When is the next time you will kiss someone? No clue.
Do you find smoking unattractive? Not really.
Has a male ever grabbed your boobs? Nope.
Do you like sour candies? Yes.
Do you currently have a hickey, if so where? No.
Whats something that bothers you about girls? They have no morals.
Got feelings for anyone? 'Feelings' is such a stupid word. But yes.
Are you "with" the very last person you kissed? Nah.
Whats a word that starts with the third letter of your first name? Yaks.
Who is someone you want to bite right now? Definitely Edward Cullen.
Were you intoxicated the last time you threw up? Nope.
If you could see anyone you want who would it be? I don't like to use names on this blog.
Who was your crush in the 5th grade? A guy who I was close friends with and pretended not to like.
Do you like being around a large group of friends, or a best friend? Best friend.
Would you have sex with your ex for $1,000? No.
If you see a girl with big boobs do you automatically think shes a slut? Depends on the girl.
What's usually colder, your hands or your feet?: Feet!
Have you ever suspected anyone of cheating on you? Um, no.
Do you remember who you liked on New Years? Yes.
Have you kissed the same person more than 20 times in 09? Nope.
Is there a person that you can go to in sweats, hair a mess, and still feel pretty? I don't know what that question's meant to imply.
Did you sing at all today? Yes.
Are you someone who worries too often? Yes, definitely, extremely so.
When was the last time you completely broke down? Last Thursday. So mentally stable, I am.
Could things possibly get any better? Yes.
Think back to your last relationship, was it all your fault it's over? Um. Sure?
Is there anyone you would seriously punch right now if you had the chance? Yes.
If your mom worked at Hooters, what would you do? Hold an intervention.
Do you love where you live? It's okay.
What were you doing 12 AM last night? Sleeping.
Can you get over people easily? No, not really.
Have you ever regretted letting someone go? Don't know if I'm qualified to answer that.
Would you go out in public looking like you do now? Haha, sure.
Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is okay? Nope.
Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? No.
How do you feel right now? Bemused.
Did the last person who hurt you, ever apologize? Yes.
Are you a mean person? On occasion.
Do you believe once a cheater always a cheater? Nah.
Can a boy and girl be friends without having feelings for each other? Yeah.
Are you anything like you were at this point last year? A little bit, less angsty, I think.
What were you doing at 8 this morning? Sleeping.
Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it? Not necessarily.
How important is a sense of humor in a significant other? Very.
What's your background image on your phone? The DC skyline outside of my friend's father's apartment.
Last December, what was your love life like? Haha. Same as it is now.
Do you have a best friend? Yes!
Will tomorrow be a good day? I hope so.
Are you listening to music? Yes.
The last person you hugged, did you have feelings for them? Nope.
What's your favorite color(s)? Blue, gray.
Which do you prefer - eyes or lips? Eyes.
When someone says "we need to talk", what runs through your mind? 'Oh dear.'
What color are your eyes? Brown.
Seven months ago, can you remember who you liked? Yep. Definitely.
What are you listening to right now? What We Really Were by Mission Of Burma.
What did you have for breakfast? Plastic container of peaches.
What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Hanging out on the internet.
Do you love the last person that called you? Not really.
Where do you want to live when you're older? Seattle or Portland.
Was it a boy or a girl to text you first today? I haven't even had my phone on today.
Where did you get the shirt you are wearing? Not sure.
Do you think you will be in a relationship three months from now? Not really.
Meet any new people this year? Tons.
Is there someone you wish you were still close with? Yeah.
Is it possible to be single and happy? In my experience, yes.
Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months? Not sure.
Do you like hugs? Sometimes.
Do you have any piercings? Nope.
Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate? I'd like to think so.
Baseball or football? Neither.
Do you want to get married? Yes, eventually.
Do you sleep on your stomach? On occasion.
Are you ticklish? Yes.
Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? I somewhat doubt it.
Do you know a few people that smoke weed? One or two I sort of think do.
Has a boy/girl ever called you babe/baby? Not to my knowledge.
Do you like the idea of promise rings in relationships? I didn't even know there was such a thing.
What's the next movie you'll watch in theaters? No clue.
Will you talk to the person you like tonight? Nope.
Is this the best summer of your life? It's fall, so I'd say no.
Is there someone who you can spend every minute with and be happy? Probably.
Do you prefer people who talk a lot or are quiet? Talk a lot; make up for my quietness.
Was last night terrible? No.
Have you ever wanted to never give up on someone? Nope.
Do you laugh a lot? Yeah, sort of.
This time last year, can you remember who you liked? Didn't like anyone.
Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night? My friends Jill and Sarah.
Don't tell me lies, so where's your man? Hah, by asking this, you assume I have one. Silly you.
First name of the last person to text you? Christina.
Tell me the truth, why did you fall in love with your last ex? Was it ever love? Another assumption; I lack an ex. Hoorah.
Who was the last person you had a conversation with on the phone? My friend from school.
Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex? Nope.
Has anyone said they love you in the last week? Yep. Just a second ago, actually, haha.
Have you faced any of your fears lately? Yes.
Have you ever kissed under water? No.
Who was the last person to comfort you as you cried? My mother.
Do you have to plug your nose while swimming under water? Nah.
Are you a heart breaker? Not to my knowledge.
Do you know anyone who commited suicide? Besides famous people? Nope.
Is it ever too late to apologize? Yes.
Do your computer speakers work? Yes, thankfully.
Which friend are you most similiar to? Um, in some respects, maybe my best friend. Which makes sense.
Your ex calls wanting to hang out. What do you do? I'd say that depends on why we broke up.
Would you get back with your last ex if they asked you? Haha.
Would you kiss the last person who texted you, on the lips? Not unless you paid me a considerable sum of money.
Camping with a ton of friends or hotel with a few friends? Hotel!
Have you ever kissed anyone who's name starts with P, J, R, M, C or D? No.
Is there someone you wouldn't mind kissing right now? Yes.
Do you think your ex will ever want to be with you again? Um. No?
What did your last text say? Some chain message.
Has anyone told you they don't ever wanna lose you? Don't think so.
What's your relationship with the last person you text? Friends.
Do you fall for people easily? Yes.
Is your crush banging someone else? I really hope not, since we're both fourteen.
Are you addicted to cigarettes? Nope.
Do you know anyone named holly? No.
Are you upset because you actually aren't even cool? Um, no.
Have you ever kissed someone who was drunk? Not to my knowledge.
Have you ever broken a couple up? Probably not, haha.
When is the next time you will kiss someone? No clue.
Do you find smoking unattractive? Not really.
Has a male ever grabbed your boobs? Nope.
Do you like sour candies? Yes.
Do you currently have a hickey, if so where? No.
Whats something that bothers you about girls? They have no morals.
Got feelings for anyone? 'Feelings' is such a stupid word. But yes.
Are you "with" the very last person you kissed? Nah.
Whats a word that starts with the third letter of your first name? Yaks.
Who is someone you want to bite right now? Definitely Edward Cullen.
Were you intoxicated the last time you threw up? Nope.
If you could see anyone you want who would it be? I don't like to use names on this blog.
Who was your crush in the 5th grade? A guy who I was close friends with and pretended not to like.
Do you like being around a large group of friends, or a best friend? Best friend.
Would you have sex with your ex for $1,000? No.
If you see a girl with big boobs do you automatically think shes a slut? Depends on the girl.
What's usually colder, your hands or your feet?: Feet!
Have you ever suspected anyone of cheating on you? Um, no.
Do you remember who you liked on New Years? Yes.
Have you kissed the same person more than 20 times in 09? Nope.
Is there a person that you can go to in sweats, hair a mess, and still feel pretty? I don't know what that question's meant to imply.
Did you sing at all today? Yes.
Are you someone who worries too often? Yes, definitely, extremely so.
When was the last time you completely broke down? Last Thursday. So mentally stable, I am.
Could things possibly get any better? Yes.
Think back to your last relationship, was it all your fault it's over? Um. Sure?
Is there anyone you would seriously punch right now if you had the chance? Yes.
If your mom worked at Hooters, what would you do? Hold an intervention.
Do you love where you live? It's okay.
What were you doing 12 AM last night? Sleeping.
Can you get over people easily? No, not really.
Have you ever regretted letting someone go? Don't know if I'm qualified to answer that.
Would you go out in public looking like you do now? Haha, sure.
Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is okay? Nope.
Have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? No.
How do you feel right now? Bemused.
Did the last person who hurt you, ever apologize? Yes.
Are you a mean person? On occasion.
Do you believe once a cheater always a cheater? Nah.
Can a boy and girl be friends without having feelings for each other? Yeah.
Are you anything like you were at this point last year? A little bit, less angsty, I think.
What were you doing at 8 this morning? Sleeping.
Do you believe that if you want something bad enough you'll get it? Not necessarily.
How important is a sense of humor in a significant other? Very.
What's your background image on your phone? The DC skyline outside of my friend's father's apartment.
Last December, what was your love life like? Haha. Same as it is now.
Do you have a best friend? Yes!
Will tomorrow be a good day? I hope so.
Are you listening to music? Yes.
The last person you hugged, did you have feelings for them? Nope.
What's your favorite color(s)? Blue, gray.
Which do you prefer - eyes or lips? Eyes.
When someone says "we need to talk", what runs through your mind? 'Oh dear.'
What color are your eyes? Brown.
Seven months ago, can you remember who you liked? Yep. Definitely.
What are you listening to right now? What We Really Were by Mission Of Burma.
What did you have for breakfast? Plastic container of peaches.
What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Hanging out on the internet.
Do you love the last person that called you? Not really.
Where do you want to live when you're older? Seattle or Portland.
Was it a boy or a girl to text you first today? I haven't even had my phone on today.
Where did you get the shirt you are wearing? Not sure.
Do you think you will be in a relationship three months from now? Not really.
Meet any new people this year? Tons.
Is there someone you wish you were still close with? Yeah.
Is it possible to be single and happy? In my experience, yes.
Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months? Not sure.
Do you like hugs? Sometimes.
Do you have any piercings? Nope.
Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate? I'd like to think so.
Baseball or football? Neither.
Do you want to get married? Yes, eventually.
Do you sleep on your stomach? On occasion.
Are you ticklish? Yes.
Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? I somewhat doubt it.
Do you know a few people that smoke weed? One or two I sort of think do.
Has a boy/girl ever called you babe/baby? Not to my knowledge.
Do you like the idea of promise rings in relationships? I didn't even know there was such a thing.
What's the next movie you'll watch in theaters? No clue.
Will you talk to the person you like tonight? Nope.
Is this the best summer of your life? It's fall, so I'd say no.
Is there someone who you can spend every minute with and be happy? Probably.
Do you prefer people who talk a lot or are quiet? Talk a lot; make up for my quietness.
Was last night terrible? No.
Have you ever wanted to never give up on someone? Nope.
Do you laugh a lot? Yeah, sort of.
This time last year, can you remember who you liked? Didn't like anyone.
Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night? My friends Jill and Sarah.
To celebrate November, I shall do one of those meme things.
I got this from Naomi's blog because she's an amazing blogger and therefore does amazing memes. Instead of my iPod, I'm using my extended favorites playlist on Grooveshark because I don't feel like hunting for my iPod right now.
"Put your music player on shuffle;
Post the first 40 songs that come up. You can repeat artists if you want. If you have any repeats, skip to the next track."
1. PCC - Green River.
2. Rebel Girl - Bikini Kill.
3. Vulcan Ears - Milencolin.
4. Halo - Beyonce.
5. Ariel - Babes in Toyland.
6. Green Eyes - Husker Du.
7. Love Is Paranoid - The Distillers.
8. Heaven Is A Truck - Pavement.
9. Lurker II - Jawbreaker.
10. Stutter - Elastica.
11. Hot And Cold - Katy Perry.
12. Verse Chorus Verse - Nirvana.
13. Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics.
14. Hard On For War - Mudhoney.
15. Dig Me Out - Sleater Kinney.
16. More Than A Feeling - Sleater Kinney.
17. Kiss Kiss - Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
18. Hummer - Smashing Pumpkins.
19. Deceptacon - Le Tigre.
20. Black September - Dead Moon.
21. Heavy Metal Machine - Smashing Pumpkins.
22. She's Crushing My Mind - Team Dresch.
23. Air - Frente!
24. What's Wrong With You - Bratmobile.
25. New Tools - Seaweed.
26. Drain The Blood - The Distillers.
27. Horrible - Frente!
28. Lorna - 7 Year Bitch.
29. New Radio - Bikini Kill.
30. Mongoloid - Devo.
31. Buffy (Main Title Theme) - The Breeders.
32. Jesus Online - Bush.
33. American Society - L7.
34. Hollywood Ending - Sleater Kinney.
35. Big Mess - Devo.
36. Swallow My Pride - Green River.
37. Danger! Danger! - Towers of Hanoi.
38. Hot Topic - Le Tigre.
39. I Just Can't Be Happy Today - Love Battery.
40. Drama - L7.
1. Which song do you prefer, #1 or #40? Probably 40, but they're both great.
2. Have you ever listened to #12 continuously on repeat? Yes. Addictively, at times.
3. What album is #26 from? Coral Fang.
4. What do you think about the artist who did #15? Best riot girl band ever. Carrie Brownstein is my hero.
5. Is #19 one of your favorite songs? No, but it's pretty good.
6. Who does #38 remind you of? A Le Tigre music video I watched once where everything was an innuendo.
7. Does #20 have better lyrics or music? Probably music, but that's only because the music doesn't make much sense.
8. Do any of your friends like #3? Not to my knowledge.
9. Is #33 from a movie soundtrack? Don't think so.
10. Is #18 overplayed on the radio? Nope.
11. What does #21 remind you of? Axl Rose, writing over the summer, and bare feet.
12. Which song do you prefer, #5 or #22? Team Dresch, I think.
13. What album is #17 from? Haha, I haven't the slightest idea. I don't usually listen to them.
14. When did you first hear #39? About a month ago.
15. When did you first hear #7? I was listening to all of the tracks off Coral Fang a few months ago.
16. What genre is #8? Post grunge / post punk.
17. Do any of your friends like #14? I don't know, probably not.
18. What color does #4 remind you of? Glittery gold.
19. Have you ever blasted #11 on your stereo? Definitely, multiple times.
20. What genre is #37? Post - riot grrl, I guess.
21. Can you play #13 on any instrument? No.
22. What is your favorite lyric from #30? I don't have any clue what he's singing, don't even know what 'Mongoloid' means...
23. What is your favorite lyric from #23? Again, I don't pay attention to the lyrics.
24. Would you recommend #24 to your friends? Possibly, if they were asking about the specific genre.
25. Is #2 a good song to dance to? Not really.
26. Do you ever hear #16 on the radio? Haha, no. Because the radio station is stupid.
27. Is #32 more of a “nighttime” or “daytime” song? Night.
28. Does #36 have any special meaning to you? Not unless you count me making up multiple meanings for the title when there probably aren't any. Then again, it's Mark Arm. So it probably does have multiple meanings, so no.
29. Do any of your friends like #31? Not as far as I know.
30. Is #25 a fast or slow song? Fast.
31. Is #35 a happy or sad song? It's Devo. They're just... Devo. They don't really do normal human emotions.
32. What is one of your favorite lyrics from #9? The part about talking walls.
33. Is #34 better to listen to alone or with friends? On the bus, alone.
34. When did you first hear #27? About six months ago.
35. Name 3 other songs by the artist who did #29 Sugar, For Only, Strawberry Julius.
36. Do you know all the words to #6? Nope.
37. Does #28 have better lyrics or music? Music, I suppose.
38. What album is #10 from? Elastica - the self titled debut.
Well, that was a fun time waster. Off to youth group. Oh dear. Let the social anxiety ensue.
"Put your music player on shuffle;
Post the first 40 songs that come up. You can repeat artists if you want. If you have any repeats, skip to the next track."
1. PCC - Green River.
2. Rebel Girl - Bikini Kill.
3. Vulcan Ears - Milencolin.
4. Halo - Beyonce.
5. Ariel - Babes in Toyland.
6. Green Eyes - Husker Du.
7. Love Is Paranoid - The Distillers.
8. Heaven Is A Truck - Pavement.
9. Lurker II - Jawbreaker.
10. Stutter - Elastica.
11. Hot And Cold - Katy Perry.
12. Verse Chorus Verse - Nirvana.
13. Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics.
14. Hard On For War - Mudhoney.
15. Dig Me Out - Sleater Kinney.
16. More Than A Feeling - Sleater Kinney.
17. Kiss Kiss - Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
18. Hummer - Smashing Pumpkins.
19. Deceptacon - Le Tigre.
20. Black September - Dead Moon.
21. Heavy Metal Machine - Smashing Pumpkins.
22. She's Crushing My Mind - Team Dresch.
23. Air - Frente!
24. What's Wrong With You - Bratmobile.
25. New Tools - Seaweed.
26. Drain The Blood - The Distillers.
27. Horrible - Frente!
28. Lorna - 7 Year Bitch.
29. New Radio - Bikini Kill.
30. Mongoloid - Devo.
31. Buffy (Main Title Theme) - The Breeders.
32. Jesus Online - Bush.
33. American Society - L7.
34. Hollywood Ending - Sleater Kinney.
35. Big Mess - Devo.
36. Swallow My Pride - Green River.
37. Danger! Danger! - Towers of Hanoi.
38. Hot Topic - Le Tigre.
39. I Just Can't Be Happy Today - Love Battery.
40. Drama - L7.
1. Which song do you prefer, #1 or #40? Probably 40, but they're both great.
2. Have you ever listened to #12 continuously on repeat? Yes. Addictively, at times.
3. What album is #26 from? Coral Fang.
4. What do you think about the artist who did #15? Best riot girl band ever. Carrie Brownstein is my hero.
5. Is #19 one of your favorite songs? No, but it's pretty good.
6. Who does #38 remind you of? A Le Tigre music video I watched once where everything was an innuendo.
7. Does #20 have better lyrics or music? Probably music, but that's only because the music doesn't make much sense.
8. Do any of your friends like #3? Not to my knowledge.
9. Is #33 from a movie soundtrack? Don't think so.
10. Is #18 overplayed on the radio? Nope.
11. What does #21 remind you of? Axl Rose, writing over the summer, and bare feet.
12. Which song do you prefer, #5 or #22? Team Dresch, I think.
13. What album is #17 from? Haha, I haven't the slightest idea. I don't usually listen to them.
14. When did you first hear #39? About a month ago.
15. When did you first hear #7? I was listening to all of the tracks off Coral Fang a few months ago.
16. What genre is #8? Post grunge / post punk.
17. Do any of your friends like #14? I don't know, probably not.
18. What color does #4 remind you of? Glittery gold.
19. Have you ever blasted #11 on your stereo? Definitely, multiple times.
20. What genre is #37? Post - riot grrl, I guess.
21. Can you play #13 on any instrument? No.
22. What is your favorite lyric from #30? I don't have any clue what he's singing, don't even know what 'Mongoloid' means...
23. What is your favorite lyric from #23? Again, I don't pay attention to the lyrics.
24. Would you recommend #24 to your friends? Possibly, if they were asking about the specific genre.
25. Is #2 a good song to dance to? Not really.
26. Do you ever hear #16 on the radio? Haha, no. Because the radio station is stupid.
27. Is #32 more of a “nighttime” or “daytime” song? Night.
28. Does #36 have any special meaning to you? Not unless you count me making up multiple meanings for the title when there probably aren't any. Then again, it's Mark Arm. So it probably does have multiple meanings, so no.
29. Do any of your friends like #31? Not as far as I know.
30. Is #25 a fast or slow song? Fast.
31. Is #35 a happy or sad song? It's Devo. They're just... Devo. They don't really do normal human emotions.
32. What is one of your favorite lyrics from #9? The part about talking walls.
33. Is #34 better to listen to alone or with friends? On the bus, alone.
34. When did you first hear #27? About six months ago.
35. Name 3 other songs by the artist who did #29 Sugar, For Only, Strawberry Julius.
36. Do you know all the words to #6? Nope.
37. Does #28 have better lyrics or music? Music, I suppose.
38. What album is #10 from? Elastica - the self titled debut.
Well, that was a fun time waster. Off to youth group. Oh dear. Let the social anxiety ensue.
Monday, October 19, 2009
School is beatin' up on me.
It isn't making me sink into a deep depression or start completely losing it, but it's making me physically dead. I sense a sick day coming around the corner. Oh wait. I have tests just about every day for the next three or four weeks. Guess that won't be happening. So anyway, now I can complain about my physical ailments. For the sake of most accurately recording my life, of course. It all started on Sunday, when I woke to find that my stomach was not going to cooperate with the rest of my body. Namely, it was not going to allow much room for movement. Or breathing. Or thinking functionally. I don't think God really likes it when you curse while begging for pain relief, but it hurt, darn it. I just love 'that' time of the month. Fortunately, my mother went to get me up for church around eight and found me paralyzed in my bed, trying to figure out how to breathe when my stomach was not allowing for any below neck movement and got me some Advil. Which relieved the pain in about ten minutes, as a nice dose of Advil is apt to do. But I was still tired so I opted out of church. Turns out that this is fortunate because I was laying there, thinking about how much I love Advil for a while. And then I decided to get up. When I did? Oh my God, my neck snapped in two or something, right then, and I fell back onto the bed, due to not being able to keep my head up. At this point, figuring my body was at war against me or something, I dragged myself across the room to the ever faithful Google and typed in my ailment, begging the internet for cures. I couldn't finishing reading them before needing to put my head down again, but I figured out that you're supposed to take some meds and heat it. Because I was alone in the house, I could not get into the meds. Well, mostly, it was because I couldn't walk. But also because I'm a rule follower and would never take medication with consulting my parents first, I guess. Heating it was also not an option because of the lack of mobility. So I lay on my bed, staring at my walls for a while until I figured it was maybe a good idea to at least try to do something about this situation. I shifted around until my neck stopped screaming with pain, and then I got up and held it that way. I then spent about forty minutes trying to do french homework, giving up and going back to bed, ripping the tags off of old tee shirts so I can wear them inside out, and listening to Heatmiser. To make a long, extremely boring story somewhat shorter, my parents got home, gave me medication, and then made me do the rest of my homework. My neck hurt a little for the rest of the day - and still does now - but it was much, much better. And then, when I woke up this morning, I found that I didn't have much of a voice. In fact, I had none. So I got to school, trying to convince myself that the voice would come eventually, and found that it did not. Still. Which meant I got to hoarsely whisper so that I could finish an english project with my friend until the voice made an appearance halfway through first block. And now I can't breathe through my nose and the voice comes and goes. What fun. After a short, mostly unscarring visit to the dentist today, I also have some gums that feel as though daggers have been plunged through them. Oh, and a lingering scar from gym class last week. Apparently, I do not 'bear crawl' properly. Oh, and also? Today when I was putting in my contact, it shattered in two. I yanked the bigger piece out before my eye died due to having plastic forced into it at five am, but the smaller one is quite possibly still lost somewhere in my eye. Which isn't good. My eye hurts, my parents made me take out my contacts this evening because it hurt, but I'm sort of worried it's just lost inside my head forever or something. So, tomorrow, I shall be more careful, I guess.
That was so much whining, I don't even know what to say about it. Oh well.
I went to the library on Sunday to finish an english project with my friends. On the way there, I kind of noticed that it's the first thing outside of school I've done with school friends since the sixth grade and wondered if this means that I'm a total loser or just way more reserved than I used to be. And even though it was a project and therefore they technically had to be there, I still count it as something outside of school. Mostly because we spent half of the time stalking some cashier at the McDonalds across the street. I don't have all that much trouble finding people to hang out with during school hours, but I don't understand how anyone can meet their best friend in school. I mean, I met mine on a video game forum, so maybe I shouldn't talk, but it seems sort of random. And I'm bad at getting attached to people: I'd have no reservations whatsoever about leaving my current school for a better situation, should one arise. Makes me feel like there's something abnormal about my level of teenagegirlness. But perhaps it's a dellusional projection on my part and I shouldn't worry.
Piano is so, so fun right now. I haven't gotten a new song assignment in about three weeks, but the Chopin prelude I'm playing right now is the best thing ever, so I don't mind. Plus, I'm still playing the Bach Prelude I've had for months now, and I can honestly say it's my favorite piano song, bar none. Even out of the Smashing Pumpkins and such that I've figured out. I've improved it a lot, so that my sixteenth notes are no longer completely random and my dynamics are... there. And I can go extremely fast, even if it usually ends up screwing up at the end. It feels odd to play really fast, you don't think about what you're doing, your fingers just kind of know what to do and you can listen. Worth two and a half months or work or whatever I've put into this thing. My lessons have been moved to Thursdays, to fit my sister's gymnastics schedule. But that's fine with me because I'm not totally ready anyway.
Can't think of anything else I feel like informing the world of at this time.
Oh wait, yes I can. My mother's friend's mother - I know that's hard to follow - is an author, which is always striking to me because I've never even been close to knowing one before, and somehow, my mother set things up so she's reading my novel and giving me feedback, and I sent her the prologue and first three chapters on Sunday, even though I'm not totally done editing them. She hasn't replied yet, as far as I know. But I really, really hope that she doesn't tell me the idea has no potential, or I can't write at all, or give me some meaningless compliment because I vaguely know her, so she has to. That'd make the whole endeavour worthless.
Music this week has been Heatmiser, who is the coolest band ever, a little bit of Jawbreaker, Karmafish and Fragile New Virus, who are both unsigned yet amazing bands I found off of this new website called Jamendo or something, Veruca Salt (excessively loud, on the bus, of course), Smashing Pumpkins, Toadies, Babes in Toyland, The Wipers, Hazel, who are insanely cool, Heavens To Betsey, which continues my hero worship for Carrie Brownstein, Frente!, and a few songs by this band called Hot Water Music. Not very much stuff, actually. I've mostly been exploring a few new bands, feeding addictions to old ones. Don't know what to comment on, besides that my father is now a Smashing Pumpkins fan. Like, enough that he deleted his trance strip club stuff to put Machina on his little MP3 player. I don't know whether to be impressed with my own brainwashing abilities or saddened by the amount of music my father and I are starting to have in common. This kid I know's asssessment of the stuff on my iPod after he looked at it, today? "Wow, you have a lot of weird stuff on here". I didn't really know what to say to that, and since I have about four versions of 'Coconut Mall', I said nothing.
That was so much whining, I don't even know what to say about it. Oh well.
I went to the library on Sunday to finish an english project with my friends. On the way there, I kind of noticed that it's the first thing outside of school I've done with school friends since the sixth grade and wondered if this means that I'm a total loser or just way more reserved than I used to be. And even though it was a project and therefore they technically had to be there, I still count it as something outside of school. Mostly because we spent half of the time stalking some cashier at the McDonalds across the street. I don't have all that much trouble finding people to hang out with during school hours, but I don't understand how anyone can meet their best friend in school. I mean, I met mine on a video game forum, so maybe I shouldn't talk, but it seems sort of random. And I'm bad at getting attached to people: I'd have no reservations whatsoever about leaving my current school for a better situation, should one arise. Makes me feel like there's something abnormal about my level of teenagegirlness. But perhaps it's a dellusional projection on my part and I shouldn't worry.
Piano is so, so fun right now. I haven't gotten a new song assignment in about three weeks, but the Chopin prelude I'm playing right now is the best thing ever, so I don't mind. Plus, I'm still playing the Bach Prelude I've had for months now, and I can honestly say it's my favorite piano song, bar none. Even out of the Smashing Pumpkins and such that I've figured out. I've improved it a lot, so that my sixteenth notes are no longer completely random and my dynamics are... there. And I can go extremely fast, even if it usually ends up screwing up at the end. It feels odd to play really fast, you don't think about what you're doing, your fingers just kind of know what to do and you can listen. Worth two and a half months or work or whatever I've put into this thing. My lessons have been moved to Thursdays, to fit my sister's gymnastics schedule. But that's fine with me because I'm not totally ready anyway.
Can't think of anything else I feel like informing the world of at this time.
Oh wait, yes I can. My mother's friend's mother - I know that's hard to follow - is an author, which is always striking to me because I've never even been close to knowing one before, and somehow, my mother set things up so she's reading my novel and giving me feedback, and I sent her the prologue and first three chapters on Sunday, even though I'm not totally done editing them. She hasn't replied yet, as far as I know. But I really, really hope that she doesn't tell me the idea has no potential, or I can't write at all, or give me some meaningless compliment because I vaguely know her, so she has to. That'd make the whole endeavour worthless.
Music this week has been Heatmiser, who is the coolest band ever, a little bit of Jawbreaker, Karmafish and Fragile New Virus, who are both unsigned yet amazing bands I found off of this new website called Jamendo or something, Veruca Salt (excessively loud, on the bus, of course), Smashing Pumpkins, Toadies, Babes in Toyland, The Wipers, Hazel, who are insanely cool, Heavens To Betsey, which continues my hero worship for Carrie Brownstein, Frente!, and a few songs by this band called Hot Water Music. Not very much stuff, actually. I've mostly been exploring a few new bands, feeding addictions to old ones. Don't know what to comment on, besides that my father is now a Smashing Pumpkins fan. Like, enough that he deleted his trance strip club stuff to put Machina on his little MP3 player. I don't know whether to be impressed with my own brainwashing abilities or saddened by the amount of music my father and I are starting to have in common. This kid I know's asssessment of the stuff on my iPod after he looked at it, today? "Wow, you have a lot of weird stuff on here". I didn't really know what to say to that, and since I have about four versions of 'Coconut Mall', I said nothing.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
School year is movin' along.
It is. The year is almost an eighth of the way over, now! Interims and all that. I've already rambled to everyone about my unexplainably good grades, but I've been posting 'em since I barely bailed myself out of Algebra last spring, so I shall continue the tradition. I don't have numbers for these grades because our interims only say letters, but that's okay.
English - A.
History - A.
Journalism - A.
Geometry - A. (I happen to know that I have a 99 percent in there because my teacher sent home more detailed interims by way of email. Me. Math. Ninety nine. Makes no sense, but I love it.)
French - A.
Biology - A- (Seriously?! I hate my teacher. I hated her before this, but I hate her more now.)
Gym - A.
So. Basically everything is fine, my parents aren't giving me any worried looks or whining about me slacking off. Which makes sense because I've been spending about five hours a day studying, doing homework, that sort of thing. I desperately want A's so that I can go to school in Washington when I graduate. If I don't get A's, it shall not happen, so therefore, I must get A's. It's a conditional statement thing! Sorta. My biology grade should be an A too. It would be an A if my teacher weren't a bitter old hag who takes out her passive agressive fury on a bunch of innocent freshmen every day. She gave me a C on this science fair packet because I 'didn't put metric units'. Yeah, um, I was listing the plants I intended to use. Can't really put units on that. Oh well, at least I'm not failing, even though I might not have anything close to an A after the unit test we just took. I studied so much for it, but macromolecules and atoms - which I'm learning for the second time, they still don't go into my head - do not stick for me. I'm definitely not a science person.
Enough about that, though. I don't really want to cultivate extreme hatred against a teacher the way I did against my english teacher last year. Too much work.
Last week, my mother, of all people, dragged me into getting a Facebook. For a long, long time, I was vehemently opposed to even thinking about it, but the ten demands a day of, 'do you have a Facebook yet?!' finally made me crack, and when I was weakened by... well, tiredness and stayed home from school last Friday, my mother almost singlehandedly created an account for me and promptly added herself to my friends list. I sort of got addicted for a couple of days, but it got old when I figured out that my friends don't actually have anything to say but that they found a pink cow in Farmville or whatever, and that they're bored. So spending hours a day on there isn't worth it, unless I'm attempting to stalk someone, which makes me feel stalkerish, so I had to stop that too. I wasn't successful, by the way. Searching through lists of eight hundred people has no effect. I hate that profiles are hidden. Makes it so much harder to do any proper stalking. That and I never learn people's last names. So I can't find the friends who actually ask me to find them on there, let alone people I spend time searching for even though I'd never friend them, due to me being me.
My father is a closet The Birthday Massacre fanboy. Actually, he's not really the closet part. Ever since I forced him to listen to my copy of 'Violet', he's been obsessed. He even tuned his keyboard to play one of their songs. We've listened to Violet in the car at least five times now, and he cranks it up louder than anything else he plays. So I ordered the 'Looking Glass' EP for him because his birthday is soonish and I had spare cash and I'm pretty sure he'll lemme listen to it. I love it when I've managed to brainwash my father into something. It's amusing, his ranting and raving about how insanely murderous their lyrics are becomes a sort of manifesto to their greatness halfway through. I don't love that many industrial bands, but they are great, yes.
This is short, but that's okay. Don't have much else to report in life, really.
Music lately has been much Green River. I ordered their album last week, along with Love Battery's Dayglo. Oh my goodness, Dayglo is an extremely amazing album, go out and buy it right now. Sleater Kinney too, I'm really liking One Beat right now. A little bit of Metric, and a couple of other obscure indie groups that my friend is brainwashing me daily to like, Smashing Pumpkins during lunch, which annoys my friends to no end because I space out to it and stop talking, L7 on the bus, Veruca Salt, some 10 Minute Warning. Mostly Love Battery. My devotion to this band goes to insane degrees, or so it would seem. I want to write a fan letter to Ron Nine, begging him to drag his band over here so they can play a show for me and the seven other Love Battery fans who probably live in Virginia. It'd be worth it for them, right?
That's about all, night for now.
English - A.
History - A.
Journalism - A.
Geometry - A. (I happen to know that I have a 99 percent in there because my teacher sent home more detailed interims by way of email. Me. Math. Ninety nine. Makes no sense, but I love it.)
French - A.
Biology - A- (Seriously?! I hate my teacher. I hated her before this, but I hate her more now.)
Gym - A.
So. Basically everything is fine, my parents aren't giving me any worried looks or whining about me slacking off. Which makes sense because I've been spending about five hours a day studying, doing homework, that sort of thing. I desperately want A's so that I can go to school in Washington when I graduate. If I don't get A's, it shall not happen, so therefore, I must get A's. It's a conditional statement thing! Sorta. My biology grade should be an A too. It would be an A if my teacher weren't a bitter old hag who takes out her passive agressive fury on a bunch of innocent freshmen every day. She gave me a C on this science fair packet because I 'didn't put metric units'. Yeah, um, I was listing the plants I intended to use. Can't really put units on that. Oh well, at least I'm not failing, even though I might not have anything close to an A after the unit test we just took. I studied so much for it, but macromolecules and atoms - which I'm learning for the second time, they still don't go into my head - do not stick for me. I'm definitely not a science person.
Enough about that, though. I don't really want to cultivate extreme hatred against a teacher the way I did against my english teacher last year. Too much work.
Last week, my mother, of all people, dragged me into getting a Facebook. For a long, long time, I was vehemently opposed to even thinking about it, but the ten demands a day of, 'do you have a Facebook yet?!' finally made me crack, and when I was weakened by... well, tiredness and stayed home from school last Friday, my mother almost singlehandedly created an account for me and promptly added herself to my friends list. I sort of got addicted for a couple of days, but it got old when I figured out that my friends don't actually have anything to say but that they found a pink cow in Farmville or whatever, and that they're bored. So spending hours a day on there isn't worth it, unless I'm attempting to stalk someone, which makes me feel stalkerish, so I had to stop that too. I wasn't successful, by the way. Searching through lists of eight hundred people has no effect. I hate that profiles are hidden. Makes it so much harder to do any proper stalking. That and I never learn people's last names. So I can't find the friends who actually ask me to find them on there, let alone people I spend time searching for even though I'd never friend them, due to me being me.
My father is a closet The Birthday Massacre fanboy. Actually, he's not really the closet part. Ever since I forced him to listen to my copy of 'Violet', he's been obsessed. He even tuned his keyboard to play one of their songs. We've listened to Violet in the car at least five times now, and he cranks it up louder than anything else he plays. So I ordered the 'Looking Glass' EP for him because his birthday is soonish and I had spare cash and I'm pretty sure he'll lemme listen to it. I love it when I've managed to brainwash my father into something. It's amusing, his ranting and raving about how insanely murderous their lyrics are becomes a sort of manifesto to their greatness halfway through. I don't love that many industrial bands, but they are great, yes.
This is short, but that's okay. Don't have much else to report in life, really.
Music lately has been much Green River. I ordered their album last week, along with Love Battery's Dayglo. Oh my goodness, Dayglo is an extremely amazing album, go out and buy it right now. Sleater Kinney too, I'm really liking One Beat right now. A little bit of Metric, and a couple of other obscure indie groups that my friend is brainwashing me daily to like, Smashing Pumpkins during lunch, which annoys my friends to no end because I space out to it and stop talking, L7 on the bus, Veruca Salt, some 10 Minute Warning. Mostly Love Battery. My devotion to this band goes to insane degrees, or so it would seem. I want to write a fan letter to Ron Nine, begging him to drag his band over here so they can play a show for me and the seven other Love Battery fans who probably live in Virginia. It'd be worth it for them, right?
That's about all, night for now.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
So much nothingness.
I'm insanely busy, but not with interesting things. Mostly, I'm just going to school. Coming home. Doing ten pounds of homework. Going to sleep. That's it. My life... gone. Not that I had much of one before, but what I did have got lost somewhere in the piles of geometry notes and french worksheets. I have a lot of homework this weekend. And when I say 'a lot', I mean a lot. I have to read a chapter from my biology textbook, answer the assessment questions, and make notecards to help me remember the vocabulary, and finish up the lab paperwork that I didn't have time to finish on Friday. Then I have to do three (yes, three) math assignments, make notecards to help me remember postulates and theorums and such, and study for the upcoming quiz. And then I have to get started on studying for my english test next week. And I have to make french notecards for chapter one, part two and study for the upcoming quiz on that. Basically, I'll be using a fair percentage of the world's stock of notecards this weekend. The only class I do not have homework in would be, surprisingly enough, history. History doesn't actually give much homework, but I end up doing a lot of homework for that class because I take ten pages of notes when everyone else takes about one and that takes some time. I learn by writing things down. Oh, and I have no journalism homework. I totally aced the test we had in there on Friday, fortunately for me, because my oh so intelligent project partners got us a B due to their inability to write a complete sentence and their overall giggliness. I hate working with people like that.
It's the weekend now, thank God. School isn't terrible, but it's very wearing. The only thing I'm doing after school right now is piano, on Tuesdays. Youth group is on Sundays this year. I'm still not 'getting involved', which I'm sure is going to maul my chances of getting into college, but that's okay. I'll figure something out later. Something that's not social or athletic or time consuming. The sad thing is, I love riding the bus. It's my favorite part of the school day. I've been using my father's old Walkman, bringing two or three discs a day, and it's working out swimmingly. 'Cept for when I have to change the CD in the middle of a bus ride. Mostly, I've been listening to L7's 'Hungry For Stink', which I bought along with Veruca Salt's 'Resolver' and Elastica's 'The Menace'. I think the L7 album is my favorite of the three. At first, I didn't love it, but it grew on me. 'Can I Run' is just about the best song in the world.
My thoughts aren't very cohesive today. It's raining outside and it's so, so pretty. Cloudy days are the best things ever.
I was going to go to some CD release show with a bunch of bands who's names I didn't know at all tonight, but then my friend got in trouble with her parents so now I'm not going, because my parents think I'll be murdered if I go anyplace alone. I'm, admittedly, not as sad as I would be because I knew who none of the bands were. The only reason I knew about the show was because this senior on my bus handed me a flier thingy, due to my tendancy to wear shirts with bands nobody knows on them. Well, she knew them. It surprised me that someone in my school knew who the Donnas were, but I suppose I shouldn't be that surprised. They're not underground or anything, and they're pretty poppy.
This is extremely short, but I don't know what else to say, and I sort of want to edit my novel, a little bit, today. It's already well past four, so I'd better get started. My mother's friend's mother is an author and my mother said she wants to see some of what I wrote because she read my little complaint letter... (which, by the way, the radio station has completely ignored. I'll be writing again soon.) So I think I should probably get some of the novel up to a level of decency.
Music lately has been a lot of Green River and some Mudhoney too, because I love Mark Arm and everything he does. A lot of Love Battery and Veruca Salt. During the school day, mostly L7. Some Smashing Pumpkins, I'm teaching myself 'Crestfallen' on piano so I'm listening to it again and again, Devo, The Distillers, a fair amount of Sleater Kinney, some Toadies. I totally forgot about them and was happy to remember. Nirvana, Babes In Toyland, The Go! Team, (I saw their first album at the record place last week and seriously thought about buying it, just because it was so cool that it was there). Chopin, I love all of the songs of his from Opus 28 that I've heard so far, The Birthday Massacre, a little bit of Lady Gaga, Moist, other scattered things.
That's it...
It's the weekend now, thank God. School isn't terrible, but it's very wearing. The only thing I'm doing after school right now is piano, on Tuesdays. Youth group is on Sundays this year. I'm still not 'getting involved', which I'm sure is going to maul my chances of getting into college, but that's okay. I'll figure something out later. Something that's not social or athletic or time consuming. The sad thing is, I love riding the bus. It's my favorite part of the school day. I've been using my father's old Walkman, bringing two or three discs a day, and it's working out swimmingly. 'Cept for when I have to change the CD in the middle of a bus ride. Mostly, I've been listening to L7's 'Hungry For Stink', which I bought along with Veruca Salt's 'Resolver' and Elastica's 'The Menace'. I think the L7 album is my favorite of the three. At first, I didn't love it, but it grew on me. 'Can I Run' is just about the best song in the world.
My thoughts aren't very cohesive today. It's raining outside and it's so, so pretty. Cloudy days are the best things ever.
I was going to go to some CD release show with a bunch of bands who's names I didn't know at all tonight, but then my friend got in trouble with her parents so now I'm not going, because my parents think I'll be murdered if I go anyplace alone. I'm, admittedly, not as sad as I would be because I knew who none of the bands were. The only reason I knew about the show was because this senior on my bus handed me a flier thingy, due to my tendancy to wear shirts with bands nobody knows on them. Well, she knew them. It surprised me that someone in my school knew who the Donnas were, but I suppose I shouldn't be that surprised. They're not underground or anything, and they're pretty poppy.
This is extremely short, but I don't know what else to say, and I sort of want to edit my novel, a little bit, today. It's already well past four, so I'd better get started. My mother's friend's mother is an author and my mother said she wants to see some of what I wrote because she read my little complaint letter... (which, by the way, the radio station has completely ignored. I'll be writing again soon.) So I think I should probably get some of the novel up to a level of decency.
Music lately has been a lot of Green River and some Mudhoney too, because I love Mark Arm and everything he does. A lot of Love Battery and Veruca Salt. During the school day, mostly L7. Some Smashing Pumpkins, I'm teaching myself 'Crestfallen' on piano so I'm listening to it again and again, Devo, The Distillers, a fair amount of Sleater Kinney, some Toadies. I totally forgot about them and was happy to remember. Nirvana, Babes In Toyland, The Go! Team, (I saw their first album at the record place last week and seriously thought about buying it, just because it was so cool that it was there). Chopin, I love all of the songs of his from Opus 28 that I've heard so far, The Birthday Massacre, a little bit of Lady Gaga, Moist, other scattered things.
That's it...
Thursday, September 10, 2009
No recess.
At my school. There is none. I haven't had recess since fifth grade, it's sad. And even then, I spent most of my days inside, reading books or watching my teacher's rabbits or whatever it is I did to amuse myself. Anyway. School has been going all right so far. All of the hype about high school being radically different from middle school? Yeah, it's stupid. Sometimes, I find myself walking through the halls or sitting in class forgetting that I've ever left my middle school. I've met a few people already; haven't had much chance to hang out with those that I used to know. Most of my school friends are in totally different classes than me. Or went to the other high school, which is unfortunate. I don't have all that much trouble making friends, but I don't like it. I'm very withdrawn when I don't already know people. Fortunately, if people are outgoing to talk to me first - and not annoying - I generally don't have too much trouble befriending them. I don't need to be all that social right now anyway. When I'm at school, I'm usually almost completely focused on figuring out where I'm going or what I'm doing. I have this thing about not upsetting new teachers, particularly those who teach subjects that I try to get decent grades in.
I'd say the hardest thing for me has been finding my way around. I don't consider myself too good to walk up to random seniors with my crinkled up, highlighted to death map and ask where I am, which means I haven't been late because none of them directed me the wrong way. And all of them were willing to help me. So far, high school isn't nearly as petrifying or fatality inducing as it's meant to be in movies and books and such. While it was somewhat intimidating to be walking the halls with people who look more like adults than teenagers, for about two periods, I got over it faster than I thought I would. Getting lost is the only real problem. My journalism classroom likes to make itself impossible for me to find. Today, however, I found it without asking anyone where to go. Which made me happy. I even got there safely before the bell rang. All of my other classes are pretty easy to find, since I have a map and they're not really out of the way too much.
Oh, and my schedule would be...
English - all days.
History - all days.
Journalism - 'a' days.
Geometry - 'b' days.
French II - 'a' days.
Biology - 'b' days.
Gym - all days.
They're not actually called 'a' and 'b' days, but if I told you what they were called, you'd be able to figure out school I go to, and I don't think I actually want that on the internet, even though almost no one reads this.
In other news, my piano lesson yesterday wasn't so great. My practice was a little bit messed up because I was gone half of the time, and my work ethic was really lacking during the time that I was home. My piano teacher said I did very well on Prelude though, luckily for me, especially when she found out I was having my lesson on my first day of school. (At this point, I should explain that I thought it a smart plan to stay up until past two writing and reading... fanfiction the night before. And then I got up at five. Before this, I was kept awake by power outages, stress, and too many blankets. So I was dead tired by the time I got home.) She taught me the epic part of the song, the part where left and right hands take turns playing on the same staff and the sixteenth notes look all pretty and advanced and I get confused. I'm also playing, 'Jester', but I'm not thrilled about it because it has chords, which I hate playing on the piano. If I don't adore the melody of a song, chances are, I won't learn it too well. I learned Prelude fast, compared to my other songs, and that's 'cause I loved it. Well, I'm still learning it. And I still love it. But I'm not totally proficient at most of it, yet. I'm still sort of addicted to playing 'The Devil' by Tears for Fears. And singing, but very softly, because I don't have much of a voice.
Well, to update this post, it's now Sunday night and I just realized that I got too lazy to bother hitting Publish and so now I've lived more and haven't told the world.
Music this week has been The Go! Team and a little bit of Hinder and quite a bit of Elastica and Green River and L7 and Devo, so much Devo, I want to marry all of Devo, Duran Duran and Tears for Fears, Spice Girls. I rediscovered my devout adoration for Love Battery this weekend - they really are so good, I can't stand it, most of the time. The Distillers, because 'Love Is Paranoid' is still my obsession. Some of their other stuff, but mostly that. Veruca Salt, Sleater Kinney, the Toadies, Moist. Lots and lots of Smashing Pumpkins. Is it just me or are they quite the fall band? Especially Adore and Mellon Collie. Dark, hazy songs with thickening layers of gray that you just kind of sink into, and keep going until you can't see. Chilling drum sounds, that sound all hollow and echoy. Angst without all the melodrama, in a subtle, dreamy way like something's been lost but it can't be found so no one bothers looking. That sort of thing.
I need to go to sleep and stop rambling about things. Bad enough that I wrote nearly three thousand word... description about someone who doesn't even belong to me tonight.
I'd say the hardest thing for me has been finding my way around. I don't consider myself too good to walk up to random seniors with my crinkled up, highlighted to death map and ask where I am, which means I haven't been late because none of them directed me the wrong way. And all of them were willing to help me. So far, high school isn't nearly as petrifying or fatality inducing as it's meant to be in movies and books and such. While it was somewhat intimidating to be walking the halls with people who look more like adults than teenagers, for about two periods, I got over it faster than I thought I would. Getting lost is the only real problem. My journalism classroom likes to make itself impossible for me to find. Today, however, I found it without asking anyone where to go. Which made me happy. I even got there safely before the bell rang. All of my other classes are pretty easy to find, since I have a map and they're not really out of the way too much.
Oh, and my schedule would be...
English - all days.
History - all days.
Journalism - 'a' days.
Geometry - 'b' days.
French II - 'a' days.
Biology - 'b' days.
Gym - all days.
They're not actually called 'a' and 'b' days, but if I told you what they were called, you'd be able to figure out school I go to, and I don't think I actually want that on the internet, even though almost no one reads this.
In other news, my piano lesson yesterday wasn't so great. My practice was a little bit messed up because I was gone half of the time, and my work ethic was really lacking during the time that I was home. My piano teacher said I did very well on Prelude though, luckily for me, especially when she found out I was having my lesson on my first day of school. (At this point, I should explain that I thought it a smart plan to stay up until past two writing and reading... fanfiction the night before. And then I got up at five. Before this, I was kept awake by power outages, stress, and too many blankets. So I was dead tired by the time I got home.) She taught me the epic part of the song, the part where left and right hands take turns playing on the same staff and the sixteenth notes look all pretty and advanced and I get confused. I'm also playing, 'Jester', but I'm not thrilled about it because it has chords, which I hate playing on the piano. If I don't adore the melody of a song, chances are, I won't learn it too well. I learned Prelude fast, compared to my other songs, and that's 'cause I loved it. Well, I'm still learning it. And I still love it. But I'm not totally proficient at most of it, yet. I'm still sort of addicted to playing 'The Devil' by Tears for Fears. And singing, but very softly, because I don't have much of a voice.
Well, to update this post, it's now Sunday night and I just realized that I got too lazy to bother hitting Publish and so now I've lived more and haven't told the world.
Music this week has been The Go! Team and a little bit of Hinder and quite a bit of Elastica and Green River and L7 and Devo, so much Devo, I want to marry all of Devo, Duran Duran and Tears for Fears, Spice Girls. I rediscovered my devout adoration for Love Battery this weekend - they really are so good, I can't stand it, most of the time. The Distillers, because 'Love Is Paranoid' is still my obsession. Some of their other stuff, but mostly that. Veruca Salt, Sleater Kinney, the Toadies, Moist. Lots and lots of Smashing Pumpkins. Is it just me or are they quite the fall band? Especially Adore and Mellon Collie. Dark, hazy songs with thickening layers of gray that you just kind of sink into, and keep going until you can't see. Chilling drum sounds, that sound all hollow and echoy. Angst without all the melodrama, in a subtle, dreamy way like something's been lost but it can't be found so no one bothers looking. That sort of thing.
I need to go to sleep and stop rambling about things. Bad enough that I wrote nearly three thousand word... description about someone who doesn't even belong to me tonight.
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