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.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
4/21/10
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.
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.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
3/21/10
So I had another amazing weekend. I've found the week is terrible and Sunday nights through Friday afternoons are absolutely miserable and school just makes me go into a bought of depression and just want my life in high school to be over. But weekends have the good stuff.
Friday was... dun duh duh duh.... K.C.'s BIRTHDAY!!!!!! K.C. is one of my closest friends and her birthday was definitely a cause for celebration. We had a fantastic time being absolutely crazy and commemorating the anniversary of K.C.'s birth.
In addition, Friday was the spring pep rally where I exhibited no pep and rather chose to read a book. The best part of the pep rally was when they introduced the spring season's sport teams and they each did a little routine. Some were just stupid dancing but a select few teams got really creative. My two favorites were the lacrosse and track and field teams. The lacrosse team came out to the Harry Potter theme song ("Hedwig's Theme") with their lacrosse sticks in between their legs like brooms. I know, that's about a cool as it gets, but the track team I think beat them. They ran out to the Rocky theme song and started sword fighting with their batons until only one player was standing. As he celebrated a team member ran in with the pole vaulting stick thing and stabbed him and won. It was pretty hysterical.
Another random event of Friday was a little game Sophie and I decided to play where we thought of as many phrases as possible where the first word started with p and the second started with r. Some of my favorite phrases include platonic relationships, purity rings, purchasing remembralls, portraying Remus Lupin, placating rascals, picking roses, puking raspberries, among others.
Saturday night was my school's vice versa dance. I was going with my friends Sydney, Sammy, and CiCi so I headed to Sydney's house to get ready around six. I put my dress on and asked my friends to help zip me up. Long story short, the zipper ripped and it was nothing my mom could fix, so I had to drive back to my house and get a new selection of already worn dresses to wear. It was really disappointing because the new dress I bought was really pretty. I liked it a lot. And because of the mishap we didn't have time to go out to dinner and ended up ordering a pizza.
My comments on the dance are simply that it was way better then homecoming. If you want to know my opinion on that, I have written about it in a prevous blog entry. It was just a more low key, less crowded, better dance. And 10X less awkward, that's for sure!
After the dance we headed to Sammy's where we watched The Lovely Bones, which Sammy slept through, CiCi loved, and Sydney and I thought was not very good. It wasn't very good, it wasn't even that creepy. It had moments though, it wasn't an all together terrible movie. I just didn't really like it. I might have liked it better if Sydney and I weren't making fun of every word that came out of the actors' mouths and referring to the villain Mr. Harvey as Stanley Tucci (who did deserve his Osca nom for the part, he's amazing). But it was fun. Afterwards CiCi fell asleep and Sydney and I watched Every Little Step (my 3rd time seeing it) and it was amazing, as always.
This morning we went to this adorable restaurant right on the beach and had a delicious breakfast and took gorgeous pictures. I felt so Californian, eating breakfast on the beach in the middle of March. I'm not a beach person, but I've come to appreciate it. I still hate the ocean and won't go in it, but I love the fact that I can say that I have the beach and I can go there often. It's better then being land locked. And I always have fun at the beach, just not in the ocean. It's the ocean that's the problem.
After breakfast I went to a walk-a-thon that raised money for special needs children and it was pretty cool. There was an African acrobats show, and I came to the conclusion that Chinese acrobats are a lot more impressive then African acrobats. Sorry, guys, but I'd rather see a contortionist balance candles and other delicate items on every surface of her skin available and twist into unrecognizable positions than see six men jump rope, limbo, and do gymnastics. Just saying.
After this fun fundraiser I was forced against my will to see Diary of a Wimpy Kid which was a terrible, terrible, TERRIBLE movie. I mean, it was Canadian, and although most Canadian things are awesome, their movies are far from it. But even I, a 14 year old girl who although is extremely interested in film and loves movies to death, but none the less is still a 14 year old girl, was sitting there mentally noting the terrible camera angles used, the on-the-nose costumes, and poorly delivered lines. The best performance was by Chloe Grace Moretz as Angie, the 7th grade girl with unique views on middle school life. Otherwise the movie was just not enjoyable whatsoever.
Happy birthday on March 21st to Johann Sebastian Bach, Florenz Ziegfeld, Sabrina Le Beauf, Gary Oldman, Rosie O'Donnell, and my very dear friend NATALIE!
Time to face the week ahead of my and seven more inevitable nights of insomnia. So long my friends!
Friday was... dun duh duh duh.... K.C.'s BIRTHDAY!!!!!! K.C. is one of my closest friends and her birthday was definitely a cause for celebration. We had a fantastic time being absolutely crazy and commemorating the anniversary of K.C.'s birth.
In addition, Friday was the spring pep rally where I exhibited no pep and rather chose to read a book. The best part of the pep rally was when they introduced the spring season's sport teams and they each did a little routine. Some were just stupid dancing but a select few teams got really creative. My two favorites were the lacrosse and track and field teams. The lacrosse team came out to the Harry Potter theme song ("Hedwig's Theme") with their lacrosse sticks in between their legs like brooms. I know, that's about a cool as it gets, but the track team I think beat them. They ran out to the Rocky theme song and started sword fighting with their batons until only one player was standing. As he celebrated a team member ran in with the pole vaulting stick thing and stabbed him and won. It was pretty hysterical.
Another random event of Friday was a little game Sophie and I decided to play where we thought of as many phrases as possible where the first word started with p and the second started with r. Some of my favorite phrases include platonic relationships, purity rings, purchasing remembralls, portraying Remus Lupin, placating rascals, picking roses, puking raspberries, among others.
Saturday night was my school's vice versa dance. I was going with my friends Sydney, Sammy, and CiCi so I headed to Sydney's house to get ready around six. I put my dress on and asked my friends to help zip me up. Long story short, the zipper ripped and it was nothing my mom could fix, so I had to drive back to my house and get a new selection of already worn dresses to wear. It was really disappointing because the new dress I bought was really pretty. I liked it a lot. And because of the mishap we didn't have time to go out to dinner and ended up ordering a pizza.
My comments on the dance are simply that it was way better then homecoming. If you want to know my opinion on that, I have written about it in a prevous blog entry. It was just a more low key, less crowded, better dance. And 10X less awkward, that's for sure!
After the dance we headed to Sammy's where we watched The Lovely Bones, which Sammy slept through, CiCi loved, and Sydney and I thought was not very good. It wasn't very good, it wasn't even that creepy. It had moments though, it wasn't an all together terrible movie. I just didn't really like it. I might have liked it better if Sydney and I weren't making fun of every word that came out of the actors' mouths and referring to the villain Mr. Harvey as Stanley Tucci (who did deserve his Osca nom for the part, he's amazing). But it was fun. Afterwards CiCi fell asleep and Sydney and I watched Every Little Step (my 3rd time seeing it) and it was amazing, as always.
This morning we went to this adorable restaurant right on the beach and had a delicious breakfast and took gorgeous pictures. I felt so Californian, eating breakfast on the beach in the middle of March. I'm not a beach person, but I've come to appreciate it. I still hate the ocean and won't go in it, but I love the fact that I can say that I have the beach and I can go there often. It's better then being land locked. And I always have fun at the beach, just not in the ocean. It's the ocean that's the problem.
After breakfast I went to a walk-a-thon that raised money for special needs children and it was pretty cool. There was an African acrobats show, and I came to the conclusion that Chinese acrobats are a lot more impressive then African acrobats. Sorry, guys, but I'd rather see a contortionist balance candles and other delicate items on every surface of her skin available and twist into unrecognizable positions than see six men jump rope, limbo, and do gymnastics. Just saying.
After this fun fundraiser I was forced against my will to see Diary of a Wimpy Kid which was a terrible, terrible, TERRIBLE movie. I mean, it was Canadian, and although most Canadian things are awesome, their movies are far from it. But even I, a 14 year old girl who although is extremely interested in film and loves movies to death, but none the less is still a 14 year old girl, was sitting there mentally noting the terrible camera angles used, the on-the-nose costumes, and poorly delivered lines. The best performance was by Chloe Grace Moretz as Angie, the 7th grade girl with unique views on middle school life. Otherwise the movie was just not enjoyable whatsoever.
Happy birthday on March 21st to Johann Sebastian Bach, Florenz Ziegfeld, Sabrina Le Beauf, Gary Oldman, Rosie O'Donnell, and my very dear friend NATALIE!
Time to face the week ahead of my and seven more inevitable nights of insomnia. So long my friends!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
3/14/10
So I never posted anything for last Sunday. What ever.
In other news, I have kind of had one of those really amazing weekends. I didn't have any homework for some reason (which means I'm going to have a mountain of it next weekend from every single class) so I've been pretty stress free and able to do basically what ever I've wanted to.
Friday after school I went to Sydney's house with Sammy and Ashley in order to work on our musical. We walked over to a Mexican restaurants and a Starbucks where we made a lot of decisions on our plot. I'm not going to give away any spoilers though, so you will just all have to come and see it. After our outings we went back to Syd's and had a wonderful Shabbat dinner. And then (as all real Jews do) we got our eyebrows waxed. All in all, a very fun day.
On Saturday I had to wake up bright and early to go to an all day choir festival that was being held at a local Christian private school. I felt a little but awkward surrounded by various crosses, quotes from the New Testament, and pictures of Jesus, but otherwise it was a very fun day. In the morning we had two clinics with very energetic and helpful clinicians and then a sight singing workshop that was indeed very helpful. After that we had lunch and then changed into our choir outfits (grim reaper gowns with short sleeves and inseams) so that we would look presentable for our afternoon concert, where we performed for all the other schools there and they performed for us. Then we heard an adult (very good) choir perform and their director taught everyone there two songs that all the high school choirs and the adult choir performed together and then we went home.
When I came home my mommy took me to see Alice in Wonderland which really wasn't a very good movie when you get right down to it. It was Narnia with different characters. Weirder characters with poor development. I did think it was visually beautiful with excellent costumes and sets though. I really just wanted to play dress up with the costumes. They were so pretty. SO when I came home I was talking to Arielle and we decided to use Paint to make a collages of fashion inspiration, and I decided mine was going to be all in black and white. I put in pictures of Coco Chanel, Audrey Hepburn, saddle shoes, high-button shoes, '40s bathing suits, Tiffany & Co stuff, and Rita Hayworth. It was pretty poorly made though considering I have no artistic ability.
Now on to today, Sunday, March 14th, PI DAY! The day kicked off with a Pi Day Pie Party at the park across the street from my house with Nicki, Sarah, Ethan, and Etta. The party consisted of us eating pie and throwing it in each other's faces. I had to take a shower to get all the pie off my face and out of my hair. But it was SO worth it. After that I was with Sammy, Sydney, and Ashley again as we all dressed in our nicest black and white clothes before we went to see our friend Michael in Seussical the Musical, the most successful Broadway flop ever.
The fact is, Seussical is not a good show, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
*24 HOURS LATER*
So anyways after we saw Seussical, Sammy, Sydney, Ashley, Michael, my new friend Alex and I went out to dinner at Islands. I haven't been to Islands for eight years because my sister and I got food poisoning there. But I went back and I'm glad I did because the six of us had quite a lot of fun.
*MORE THEN 24 HOURS AFTER THAT*
I'm done trying to make this make sense. I hope you had fun reading.
In other news, I have kind of had one of those really amazing weekends. I didn't have any homework for some reason (which means I'm going to have a mountain of it next weekend from every single class) so I've been pretty stress free and able to do basically what ever I've wanted to.
Friday after school I went to Sydney's house with Sammy and Ashley in order to work on our musical. We walked over to a Mexican restaurants and a Starbucks where we made a lot of decisions on our plot. I'm not going to give away any spoilers though, so you will just all have to come and see it. After our outings we went back to Syd's and had a wonderful Shabbat dinner. And then (as all real Jews do) we got our eyebrows waxed. All in all, a very fun day.
On Saturday I had to wake up bright and early to go to an all day choir festival that was being held at a local Christian private school. I felt a little but awkward surrounded by various crosses, quotes from the New Testament, and pictures of Jesus, but otherwise it was a very fun day. In the morning we had two clinics with very energetic and helpful clinicians and then a sight singing workshop that was indeed very helpful. After that we had lunch and then changed into our choir outfits (grim reaper gowns with short sleeves and inseams) so that we would look presentable for our afternoon concert, where we performed for all the other schools there and they performed for us. Then we heard an adult (very good) choir perform and their director taught everyone there two songs that all the high school choirs and the adult choir performed together and then we went home.
When I came home my mommy took me to see Alice in Wonderland which really wasn't a very good movie when you get right down to it. It was Narnia with different characters. Weirder characters with poor development. I did think it was visually beautiful with excellent costumes and sets though. I really just wanted to play dress up with the costumes. They were so pretty. SO when I came home I was talking to Arielle and we decided to use Paint to make a collages of fashion inspiration, and I decided mine was going to be all in black and white. I put in pictures of Coco Chanel, Audrey Hepburn, saddle shoes, high-button shoes, '40s bathing suits, Tiffany & Co stuff, and Rita Hayworth. It was pretty poorly made though considering I have no artistic ability.
Now on to today, Sunday, March 14th, PI DAY! The day kicked off with a Pi Day Pie Party at the park across the street from my house with Nicki, Sarah, Ethan, and Etta. The party consisted of us eating pie and throwing it in each other's faces. I had to take a shower to get all the pie off my face and out of my hair. But it was SO worth it. After that I was with Sammy, Sydney, and Ashley again as we all dressed in our nicest black and white clothes before we went to see our friend Michael in Seussical the Musical, the most successful Broadway flop ever.
The fact is, Seussical is not a good show, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
*24 HOURS LATER*
So anyways after we saw Seussical, Sammy, Sydney, Ashley, Michael, my new friend Alex and I went out to dinner at Islands. I haven't been to Islands for eight years because my sister and I got food poisoning there. But I went back and I'm glad I did because the six of us had quite a lot of fun.
*MORE THEN 24 HOURS AFTER THAT*
I'm done trying to make this make sense. I hope you had fun reading.
Monday, March 8, 2010
3/7/10
I wrote a post for today, but in the end I decided it was too personal. I'll write a more humorous piece and post it later this week.
For now, happy birthday to Michael Eisner and Wanda Sykes.
For now, happy birthday to Michael Eisner and Wanda Sykes.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
2/28/10
To make up for not posting in three weeks, I changed the layout of my blog. I hope you're happy. Speaking of happy, HAPPY PURIM for all you Jews like me out there. Purim is a day to be happy and topsy turvy, and if you could see me right now you would know this as I am wearing a rainbow headband, pink glasses, a black long-sleeved shirt, a gray and pink tank top, an orange vest, my dad's suspenders, a green patterned skirt, black leggings, pink legwarmers, socks with pineapples on them, and purple shoes. All things I normally wouldn't wear.... together.
I'm not going to bother updating you on the past three weeks of my life; chances are I don't even remember all the details. This weekend has been pretty fun, even though I was unable to attend my school's Comedy Sportz game or sleepover at my friend Nicki's house, for reasons that will remain undisclosed to the public. But Saturday, now that was a fun day. To explain the events of that day, we will first have to go back to the beginning of the school year.
One day at lunch I was talking to my friends and we were discussing stereotypical names for people, like Goldberg would be a stereotypical Jewish last name. Using these names we started to create characters, and someone came up with the idea to make a story about these characters. All in all, the idea was pushed aside until recently.
My friend Sammy and I were talking on Facebook, and we brought up this story again. Our creative gears kicked into motion and we started to spitball plot concepts and character ideas. We brought in our two good friends Sydney and Ashley, and decided that we would make this a musical, and it would be complete sometime between now and senior year.
On Saturday I met with Sammy and Sydney at my house and we started coming up with a basic plot. We then payed 20 dollars to go to an AIDS benefit at our school, but we got bored and instead walked over to our local Italian kitchen to have dinner. Upon our arrival home, we had Ashley come over and had her write the music to our lyrics we had devised for the opening number. And it's pretty hysterical. Sydney has been filming the entire creative process from the beginning and will hopefully continue through casting, rehearsals, and the shows. You may think we're just crazy teenagers with our heads in the clouds, but we're capable of a lot.
On to another random topic, I have a ton of homework, like usual. I have a geometry assignment and a biology project due tomorrow. For biology I have to make an ancestral tree to Homo sapiens sapiens tracking as far back as the Prosimians. And that's due tomorrow. I can probably list 100 things I'd rather do then that. And by Tuesday I need to have a rough draft of my thematic essay on To Kill a Mockingbird written. But on Monday I have Hebrew High and right after I'm in a Theatre Showcase, so there won't be much time to complete that. Now, To Kill a Mockingbird is an amazing book, I consider it the best book I've ever been forced to read for school, but I really don't want to write an essay on how trust builds healthy relationships (yes, this is the brilliant theme an English 1 Honors student could come up with).
Speaking of To Kill a Mockingbird, the movie is excellent. The cinematography is beautiful and the acting is impeccable, among other things. But for the stupidest reason, teenagers of today cannot appreciate this. What is this reason? Because it is in black and white. I'm sorry to people that feel this way, but anyone that knows anything at all about film would be as disgusted by that as I am. The one thing that bothers me the most about teenagers today is their lack of knowledge and appreciation for culture and classics. I like to consider myself an exception.
In addition to all of this, I have a biology test on Wednesday that covers four chapters... none of which I have read. Shoot.
And of course instead of doing all that I'm writing this. But honestly, if you were in my situation, what would you do?
Happy birthday to John Tenniel, Linus Pauling, Zero Mostel, Tommy Tune, Bernadette Peters, Gilbert Gottfried, and Ali Larter!
To end on a happy note, I'm in somewhat of a good mood right now due to the fact that I got the soundtracks too Hair, Aida, Alice in Wonderland, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, The Princess of the Frog, and Thoroughly Modern Millie on my iPod. And I got a bank account!
Now, I think I'll get my math homework out of the way, but who knows when I'll start anything else?
I'm not going to bother updating you on the past three weeks of my life; chances are I don't even remember all the details. This weekend has been pretty fun, even though I was unable to attend my school's Comedy Sportz game or sleepover at my friend Nicki's house, for reasons that will remain undisclosed to the public. But Saturday, now that was a fun day. To explain the events of that day, we will first have to go back to the beginning of the school year.
One day at lunch I was talking to my friends and we were discussing stereotypical names for people, like Goldberg would be a stereotypical Jewish last name. Using these names we started to create characters, and someone came up with the idea to make a story about these characters. All in all, the idea was pushed aside until recently.
My friend Sammy and I were talking on Facebook, and we brought up this story again. Our creative gears kicked into motion and we started to spitball plot concepts and character ideas. We brought in our two good friends Sydney and Ashley, and decided that we would make this a musical, and it would be complete sometime between now and senior year.
On Saturday I met with Sammy and Sydney at my house and we started coming up with a basic plot. We then payed 20 dollars to go to an AIDS benefit at our school, but we got bored and instead walked over to our local Italian kitchen to have dinner. Upon our arrival home, we had Ashley come over and had her write the music to our lyrics we had devised for the opening number. And it's pretty hysterical. Sydney has been filming the entire creative process from the beginning and will hopefully continue through casting, rehearsals, and the shows. You may think we're just crazy teenagers with our heads in the clouds, but we're capable of a lot.
On to another random topic, I have a ton of homework, like usual. I have a geometry assignment and a biology project due tomorrow. For biology I have to make an ancestral tree to Homo sapiens sapiens tracking as far back as the Prosimians. And that's due tomorrow. I can probably list 100 things I'd rather do then that. And by Tuesday I need to have a rough draft of my thematic essay on To Kill a Mockingbird written. But on Monday I have Hebrew High and right after I'm in a Theatre Showcase, so there won't be much time to complete that. Now, To Kill a Mockingbird is an amazing book, I consider it the best book I've ever been forced to read for school, but I really don't want to write an essay on how trust builds healthy relationships (yes, this is the brilliant theme an English 1 Honors student could come up with).
Speaking of To Kill a Mockingbird, the movie is excellent. The cinematography is beautiful and the acting is impeccable, among other things. But for the stupidest reason, teenagers of today cannot appreciate this. What is this reason? Because it is in black and white. I'm sorry to people that feel this way, but anyone that knows anything at all about film would be as disgusted by that as I am. The one thing that bothers me the most about teenagers today is their lack of knowledge and appreciation for culture and classics. I like to consider myself an exception.
In addition to all of this, I have a biology test on Wednesday that covers four chapters... none of which I have read. Shoot.
And of course instead of doing all that I'm writing this. But honestly, if you were in my situation, what would you do?
Happy birthday to John Tenniel, Linus Pauling, Zero Mostel, Tommy Tune, Bernadette Peters, Gilbert Gottfried, and Ali Larter!
To end on a happy note, I'm in somewhat of a good mood right now due to the fact that I got the soundtracks too Hair, Aida, Alice in Wonderland, Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, The Princess of the Frog, and Thoroughly Modern Millie on my iPod. And I got a bank account!
Now, I think I'll get my math homework out of the way, but who knows when I'll start anything else?
Monday, February 8, 2010
2/7/10
I wrote a pretty awesome entry two weeks ago, and then my internet stopped working. SO you guys might see that later when I decide to look through random stuff I've written in the past and feel the need to share it with the world.
The font I use in this blog is called Trebuchet, and for about the first year I wrote I thought it was pronounced Trebucket, but it's a French word and is pronounced Tre-boo-chay. I feel you need to know that.
On a completely unrelated topic, the last week of my life was pretty insane as far as getting sleep goes. Here's why:
2:55- school ends.
After school until 6ish- I'm doing something important.
6:00-7:00- I'm waiting for dinner to magically appear in front of me
Sometime between 7 and 8- dinner does appear magically in front of me and I eat it
Sometime between 8 and 11- good television is on (not repeats)
11:00- I actually decide to do my homework.
Between 12 and 1 depending on workload- homework is complete
1:00-1:30- hygienic needs are taken care of
1:30-2:00- Kim Possible is on. And honestly, who can sleep with the knowledge that Kim Possible is on?
I think the combination of this crazy schedule, immense stress, and PMS contributed to my emotional breakdown before dance on Friday. It was pretty embarrassing considering it was due to the fact that I lost my cellphone, studied for the wrong vocab quiz (I still got an 85), and did the wrong homework. Nothing to breakdown in uncontrolled sobs about, right? But it was the first time I've cried on my high school's campus, I'm surprised I lasted an entire semester and two weeks...
So maybe sleep has SOMETHING to do with my mental stability. I just don't think we should jump to any hasty conclusions or anything.
And now I'm trying to finish this horrendous biology worksheet on evolution without going completely bonkers... Did you read that last bit in your head with a British accent? Because that's how I thought it. Anyways, I understand that too succeed in the future we need to understand our past, but is it really necessary to go back to the Precambrian era?
And for another thing I'm not happy about: Thanks to that horrendous thing called the Super Bowl, Desperate Housewives and Brothers and Sisters were not on tonight. The world needs to get their entertainment priorities straight.
I'll keep this entry short. Birthdays then we're done!
Happy birthday on February 7th to John Deere, Charles Dickens, Laura Ingalls Wilder, Eddie Izzard, and Ashton Kutcher!
Now I'm actually going to finish my homework. BYE!
The font I use in this blog is called Trebuchet, and for about the first year I wrote I thought it was pronounced Trebucket, but it's a French word and is pronounced Tre-boo-chay. I feel you need to know that.
On a completely unrelated topic, the last week of my life was pretty insane as far as getting sleep goes. Here's why:
2:55- school ends.
After school until 6ish- I'm doing something important.
6:00-7:00- I'm waiting for dinner to magically appear in front of me
Sometime between 7 and 8- dinner does appear magically in front of me and I eat it
Sometime between 8 and 11- good television is on (not repeats)
11:00- I actually decide to do my homework.
Between 12 and 1 depending on workload- homework is complete
1:00-1:30- hygienic needs are taken care of
1:30-2:00- Kim Possible is on. And honestly, who can sleep with the knowledge that Kim Possible is on?
I think the combination of this crazy schedule, immense stress, and PMS contributed to my emotional breakdown before dance on Friday. It was pretty embarrassing considering it was due to the fact that I lost my cellphone, studied for the wrong vocab quiz (I still got an 85), and did the wrong homework. Nothing to breakdown in uncontrolled sobs about, right? But it was the first time I've cried on my high school's campus, I'm surprised I lasted an entire semester and two weeks...
So maybe sleep has SOMETHING to do with my mental stability. I just don't think we should jump to any hasty conclusions or anything.
And now I'm trying to finish this horrendous biology worksheet on evolution without going completely bonkers... Did you read that last bit in your head with a British accent? Because that's how I thought it. Anyways, I understand that too succeed in the future we need to understand our past, but is it really necessary to go back to the Precambrian era?
And for another thing I'm not happy about: Thanks to that horrendous thing called the Super Bowl, Desperate Housewives and Brothers and Sisters were not on tonight. The world needs to get their entertainment priorities straight.
I'll keep this entry short. Birthdays then we're done!
Happy birthday on February 7th to John Deere, Charles Dickens, Laura Ingalls Wilder, Eddie Izzard, and Ashton Kutcher!
Now I'm actually going to finish my homework. BYE!
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