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[15 Jul 2007|09:00pm] |
Figured I should make a quick post to the ol' LJ before I head out for my three-week trip to the UK. =))
I'm insanely psyched...and nervous...and still procrastinating on trip-related stuff. Nothing I can't figure out tomorrow pre-flight though...I hope.
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[04 Jul 2007|02:06pm] |
I don't know what it is about my constant need for entertainment, but this fourth of July is just not meeting my standards.
It's true that a lot of the time things are what you make of them, and that I should definitely look on the glass-half-full side (I have a pool, a book to read, and an iPod...I should be set for days) but on an occasion where the main purpose is to eat hotdogs and hamburgers and drink beer poolside, you can see where I may find some issue. (I haven't yet tried the fabled veggie dog, and I don't intend to start today.)
But with no alternative I head back to my copy of "Pride and Prejudice" and Reel Big Fish album and continue to pray for a thunderstorm.
Hey, at least it would make things interesting....
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[27 Jun 2007|04:14pm] |
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Some quick thoughts:
John Mayer played last night and, as was to be expected, he rocked. =) If the ridiculously tall people in front of me would have decided to stand elsewhere, though, I wouldn't have complained...
However, the real adventure came after the concert. Unbeknownst to those of us who were participating in the usual rocking out associated with concerts, the power went out in at least my entire neighborhood. So the natural solution was to steal my sister's laptop and watch "House" by candlelight...right?
And in other news, Vincent Bugliosi wrote another book! I'm so psyched. This is the guy who pretty much was responsible for my interest in criminal law by writing "Helter Skelter". Coincidentally, his new book is about the Kennedy assassination and the lack of a conspiracy, which is what I wrote a research paper about earlier in the year. If only this book had been around then. That project probably would have been loads more interesting.
Aaand finally, I'm heading out to spend some time with the family starting tomorrow. Should be interesting considering that I haven't spoken to my cousin since our last family get-together which was in...about...January? I'm sure we'll find loads to talk about. *eyeroll*
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| And we all return to our roots.... |
[18 Jun 2007|11:33am] |
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Although my lack of posting over the last ten days has been less than unusual, my reasons for doing so were: I just got back from a trip to NYC!
It was amazing. I could honestly go on and on and on about everything that went down between the 12 hour drive there (and 12.5 hour drive BACK), our "adventures" on the Manhattan subway system, and basically being completely and totally tourist-y...but I'll save that for another day when I'm NOT in charge of watching three kids and two puppies. Aah!
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| In which i ramble about post-school events |
[03 Jun 2007|05:03pm] |
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Let's see here. Graduation was nice, as was to be expected, complete with me nearly passing out during the communion hymn. It's never an important mass until that happens, lemme tell ya. (Oh, and also complete with me realizing right before we processed into the chapel that I most definitely should have worn another slip under my dress. Yeah, not good).
Party the next day was surprisingly fun as well. I've found that apparently being incessantly opinionated has intimidated some members of my class so much that I can douse them with water balloons and/or water bottles with little to no retribution. Deifnitely worked to my advantage when the whole thing escalated into near all-out warfare. =)
And I think, I THINK my writer's block may be over. Or, at least, my wait for "inspiration to strike". I've decided that my new goal is to sit in front of the computer and write at least once every day this summer. I'm hoping that with how much I'm travelling and basically being busy I can be inspired by something. It has to happen eventually...right?
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| Assorted rambling about my last day |
[29 May 2007|06:09pm] |
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So today was technically the last day of school even though it was mostly spent sitting...with some more sitting thrown in...and then some more sitting sprinkled here and there for good measure.
The sad thing was that it wasn't just one thing leading to this horrendous case of sore-butt syndrome: it was a band concert, and then a chorus concert, and then awards for 4 grades summing up the ENTIRE year, with my class all the while on stage forced to look like we cared and remain absolutely poised.
Relief came in the form of a cookout (although it was absolutely scorching on the bleachers and, let's face it, the word cookout itself isn't vegetarian-friendly) and a "talent show", which basically involved people chucking candy at "acts" on stage and three of the faculty members being involved in one act's screamo song about bees.
I think the most interesting part of it all had to be the last 7 or so minutes of the day, though, when people around me started realizing that these were the last minutes they'd spend technically "in school" with their friends (and mine) who are leaving next year. In other words, after a few days we will more than likely never see those people again. It's a weird sort of reality that we've all known for a while but never really had to face yet until now.
I'm just waiting to see at graduation tomorrow who makes the biggest scene.
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[26 May 2007|03:54pm] |
One of the oddest experiences of my life happened yesterday. Not one of the six friends I was with recognized the song "Revolution" by the Beatles.
How does that happen??
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| In which I ramble aimlessly about my day |
[22 May 2007|05:02pm] |
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Presented the video project today and I was pretty much rollling around laughing for about twenty minutes straight. I think the best part about the whole thing was that it doesn't really matter how much anyone else thought it was funny; my group thought it was hilarious, and that's what counts. And on top of that, I found two more people who are going to Reel Big Fish in August. Score!
On another note, papers are made of blah. Papers five school days before the end of the year? ULTIMATE blah. It's so, so hard to care about anything academic right now it's not even funny...I miss reading. I miss writing. But I guess the fear of a lowered GPA is enough to push that kind of stuff to the back of my mind for at least a little while...again. Sigh.
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| In which I procrastinate and attempt to be inconspicuously random |
[16 May 2007|07:02pm] |
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Let's see...about 7 more actual academic days of school left and my class as a whole is being warned about how many quizzes and tests we're still going to have. The sad part? I completely believe them...
...As does my overly high-strung friend who lives off of about 3 hours of sleep regularly. Seriously, how to you MAKE someone realax?? Is it one of those unanswered questions, like "If a tree falls in the forest and no one hears it..."? Because I'm seriously concerned here. She went to talk to the Interim Head yesterday to plan out the next four years of her life, and I'm sitting here still bummed that I'm missing my summer gym course for vacation.
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| In which I regale my story of what happens when teenagers are assigned a video project... |
[14 May 2007|08:18pm] |
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It honestly didn't occur to me (or others in my group, as we later found) that staging a Vietnam protest (yes, you read correctly, Vietnam) in a public place for our video project over the 1960's would earn us more than stares. In fact, the group of the six of us had three people approach us, none of which, thankfully, were negative or threatening.
And so we stood in the middle of a public square downtown, wearing 60's-esque clothing as best we could find and bearing signs reading "Give Peace a Chance" and "Make Love Not War", shouting phrases to that effect so as to record it on a camcorder for our project that's due in about a week. Meanwhile, bystanders stared (understandable) until we were approached by one woman and her little girl. The woman proceeded to tell us that she was so proud of us, and that more people in her generation should be out there protesting. One of my groupmates tried to give her a hint that we were not, in fact, protesting a modern war, and said something to the effect of "Yeah, Vietnam was bad," to which she replied "You mean Iraq," and continued to praise us until she walked away.
Not-so-similarly, after the second take a man approached us, informing us that if we tried to protest anything in China we would be killed and our organs would be sold for profit because of their harsh communist government, and he proceeded to give us handouts reading as much (including detailing exactly how much said body parts would be worth in such a situation). After some rather ill-placed remarks about Liberals to which I am not ashamed to say I took offense, he walked away, leaving the six of us to be satisfied with our footage and pack up.
Of course, because my project group included four teenage boys, anything on the 60's must include something having to do with the foundation of the fine institution of Taco Bell. So after one commercial filmed in public at such a location, we decided that we had reached our humiliation quota and moved to one groupmate's house. There we filmed such fine, award-worthy scenes as a reenactment of a historic boxing knockout, the JFK assassination (complete with a go-kart as the presidential motorcade) and our own trailer of "The Sound of Music", which was essentially four group members skipping around me as I played my guitar in the middle of a field (complete with goats), and then five of us skipping back and forth across said field.
It really was way too much fun for something that was originally supposed to be academic, and the entire class today was apparently informed as to the details of our exploits.
And we have at least one more day of filming left...details on that are sure to follow.
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[05 May 2007|03:18pm] |
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So I've been so utterly and completely busy that I have had time to do absolutely nothing but work (and the occasional procrastination) for...a long time.
Thus I'm cleaning out House, The Colbert Report, and The Office from my DVR and am basically doing absolutely nothing. (Except the occasional heart attack from CSI spoilers. GAH! I'm nearly desperate to talk to someone who's spoiled so I know what to prepare for...Oh Ausiello, you do have sadistic fun with my feelings so!)
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| 11 Days to Raise Your GPA!!! |
[23 Apr 2007|05:36am] |
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Yeah, in my head this sounded like some weird kind of reality game show...I kinda wish it was.
Counting today, my friend has 11 days to raise her GPA...she's failing one class with 2 major grades yet to be filled in in the next week (but the teacher usually takes 2 or 3 weeks to grade everything), and has something like a C- in another. If she doesn't have at least all C's...she can't go see Wolfmother with me, and...I can't go see Wolfmother.
Basically, major suckage going on.
So any suggestions as to how she can raise an F in a school that thinks that extra credit is the AntiChrist?
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[20 Apr 2007|05:20pm] |
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6 Projects: three essays, one interview, one mosaic, one Powerpoint presentation. All due within the next three weeks, two within the next six days.
What am I doing?
Going out to play my guitar on this beautiful, cloudless day....
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| Odds and end of a Spring Break... |
[13 Apr 2007|06:15pm] |
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Spring break is now officially pretty much over, and...yeah, it's still depressing no matter how many times I say it.
I did discover that I'm in love with the musical "Mama Mia!", which is interesting considering every time I hear disco I feel like popping my ear drums with toothpicks.
Which brings me to: I finally finished "The Black Dahlia", (I can't even remember when I bought the book)which lead to the decision that I really, really love the way that James Ellroy writes; even his afterword is amazing. It's kind of like being punched in the stomach, but in a good way.
And also, when in doubt, see a Will Ferrell movie. (Except maybe Elf) "Blades of Glory" more than sufficed as a distraction when rain drowned the hell out of what was supposed to be a day at the beach, so much so that I almost forgave the weather for denying me a tan. Almost.
Funny thing happened on the way to the beach: My grandfather, mom, and whiner of a sister walked four miles to the beach on Thursday rather than driving, and my grandma was going to meet us there with the car and lunch. We ended up getting there before she did and we remembered that you need the car to get into the gate (it's a private beach. Fancy, no?). Rather than wait on the side of a busy street, we saw a low part of a fence and decided to...well, jump the fence. Later we were confronted by the manager of the place, telling us that security had called from the building next door to tell him that he'd seen people "jumping the fence", and wondering if he'd "made the apprehension". We're such rebels. Hah. /sarcasm.
Finally, CSI, what would I do without you? Just as I was starting to be depressed over having to leave Florida, you brought in the amazingness upon amazingness that was "Lab Rats". Hodges, I do believe I love thee. (Although Greg in marinara? Kinda stole the show a little. Heh.)
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[02 Apr 2007|06:10pm] |
OK, attempt to post more....take two.
Opening day today. I'm really not going to spend too much time dwelling on that because...it's honestly not that big of a deal around here. I don't know, maybe there's some huge Reds Fest that I'm missing, but...eh. So far I'm sort of just looking around for a team to support.
And honestly, it's just too damn beautiful out to be anywhere but outside. So...I'm outside. Yes, laptop, homework, and all. /Nerd.
Throw in some people being extremely annoying (someone bragging about spending time with all of your friends but you is just grrrr)and that's pretty much my day.
Just three more until spring break, and all I have to say is...um...yay!
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[30 Mar 2007|05:23pm] |
I think it is a true testament to my inability to communicate that I've been using LiveJournal for over 7 months now (I'll go ahead and freak out about that later) and have basically done very little to actually use it to, you know, talk to people. Or something of that nature. It's pretty sad, really.
However, I will now make another effort to post a current event in my somewhat dull existence: Scholarship. I got one. For high school. And I completely freaked out. I'm pretty sure I still am, because I doubt I'd be able to remain calm for more than a few seconds if I truly realized that my mother doesn't have to pay for my next four years of education. ::waits:: Nope, hasn't sunk in yet.
And...hmm...ah, we had the Faculty vs. Students basketball game today, which was a pretty big freakin' disgrace. The actual teams lost. Badly. Although I have to say that seeing the cheerleader wannabes having nothing to cheer about was fun, in a sort of twisted way.
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[26 Mar 2007|07:34pm] |
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Gotta love procrastination, and random weekend spazzing. =D
The Departed = one of the best movies ever.
"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by the Dropkick Murphys = one of the best songs ever.
Getting my hands on 5th row tickets for John Mayer in June = one of the absolute BEST. THINGS. EVER.
Gotta love it.
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[23 Mar 2007|06:03am] |
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Ever get the feeling that your best just really, really isn't good enough?
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[04 Mar 2007|01:09pm] |
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You know what really gets to me?
When people have a problem that only they have the power to solve, and yet, instead of doing something to solve it or make any kind of progress, they ignore it and hope it will go away...and then ask someone else what they're doing wrong, seeking some kind of comfort in the process.
And when that person tries to tell them what they're doing wrong, they get mad.
And nothing changes.
I just don't get it.
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[19 Feb 2007|07:31pm] |
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Slacking on the homework a bit to update, because procrastination is more fun than thinking about everything that I should presently be stressing about. Aah, ignorance is blissful.
Anyway, this long weekend was just packed with new and exciting experiences. I think I can safely say that I have never before been awakened at 5:30 AM in a resort to scary-ass fire alarms (and I mean that. Seriously, you would've thought there was...an actual fire. Oh, did I mention there wasn't?)and then having to actually push past people to get out of a stairwell and evacuate the building. I can understand being a little cold-phobic, but come on.
In other news, I'm supposed to write a opinion essay on, of all things, war. I honestly have no idea what has gotten into my history teacher. This is something you do not want to ask me about, because...I will not hesitate to bite someone's head off if pressed. That or argue myself right into a corner. So naturally I've been putting off even thinking about this ever since it was assigned, which, unfortunately, has not made it go away.
Ugh. Two uncles in the service and a diehard fan of the Colbert Report...I'm just a contradiction waiting to happen.
On a happier note, I get to see John Mayer on Friday. Hee. I'm PSYCHED.
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