Monday, April 26, 2010


It's 11:56 P.M. and I'm supposed to be finishing my thematic essay on Cold Sassy Tree. A book I never read. But I'm about 25% of the way done and having trouble finding the quote I want to analyze, even though I know it's in this 391 page book of stupidity somewhere. Well, according to SparkNotes. I didn't exactly read the book.

And I always read the book! I've read some pretty awful books in my time, but this book is in a league of it's own in terrible. So don't judge. Anyways, I was hoping to get my creative juices flowing by writing in this completely rule free world known as my blog. And my dad told me I should write more often. So on to my muse of the day.

I have this habit of comparing things to works of fiction I enjoy. It's just how I make sense of things. I don't think this is going to make any sense unless I can think of a good example,without pulling one from my personal life. But you see, this year I've had so many eerie parallels with a certain book series about a wizard who defeats the Dark Lord as a baby. The problem is when certain people and events just don't fit, and my brain has no where to go. What I realized today, is that different facets of my life parallel different books. Not everyone lives in the same novel.

It's like a birthday card my friend K.C. made me! Oh, it was so clever. It had all these different references to fiction and how they fit into my dream life. Why didn't I think of that before? It would have made the realization about the multiple different books occur so much earlier.

Onto a new topic. Today a young woman came to my biology class and did a presentation on butterfly conservation. I almost cried. I can't stand butterflies. They're hideous creatures masked by the illusion of beautifully patterned wings. It's all a lie, I tell you!

I think if any psychologist were to read over this blog entry they would think there was something seriously wrong with me. I'm rather scatterbrained right now. Analytic essays do that to me. This kind of writing is much better for me.

I just thought of Guys and Dolls because I somehow made it from scatterbrained to that musical in a matter of seconds. Point proven.

So this entry has been a peak into my frazzled mind as I attempt at structured writing.

Happy day of baptism to a favorite playwright of mine, William Shakespeare. You get your own paragraph cause you're that awesome.

Happy BIRTHday to Carol Burnett, Channing Tatum, and a couple other people I'm not sure if I've heard of or not.

Today is also possibly Muhammed's birthday. Yes, THAT Muhammed.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010


I noticed that I eat all my foods right to left. But I brush my teeth left to right.

Anyways my point is I'm giving up my Sunday rule. I'm just going to blog when ever I want because sometimes I don't want to blog on a Sunday and then I wait until next Sunday and it's just too confusing.

I have a feeling this post is going to be completely random and nonsensical because I don't have much to talk about. Prepare for a ramble!

I feel like this blog has no point anymore and no longer has a universal appeal. It used to be random thoughts that occurred to me and now it's me droning on and on about stuff that happens to me. That's why I started this post with a random tidbit, because I feel I lack some of that old spark. I know it's there... somewhere. (cue dramatic montage and search for spark)

Oh by the way... I went to New York two weeks ago. It was kind of the most amazing trip of my life. I kept having weird interactions with people though. In Greenwich I saw a guy hand feeding squirrels. I mean, if you didn't love the city already that has to give you a reason right there.

My friends and I had such an amazing time on this trip and I don't want to go into all the details and bore you guys like I would have on my previous posts. But to keep it simple, I went all over the Manhattan and saw four amazing shows (Next to Normal, Hair, Billy Elliot, and Lend Me a Tenor) and I just felt so at home. I want to go back. Now. Right now. Yeah.

Maybe I'll do another post later on a more in depth look into my New York experience. Yeah I think I'll do that.

For lack of a better conversation piece, I miss spring break. And guess what! Due to the sorry state of the California public school system, I get another one in the end of May! My school can't afford, well, anything, so to save money we are cutting an entire week out of the year. And losing a week of valued education. Believe me, I'm excited for a well deserved break, but I know it is really unnecessary and it's not going to help me pass my finals. Yes, I am that kind of student.

Sorry to end on a negative note, but I'm tired.

Happy birthday Jack Nicholson, John Waters, and Eric Mabius. By the way, it was Gavin Creel's birthday on Sunday. Celebrate. NOW.