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I just went food shopping. Two containers of goat cheese spread, celery, carrots, two containers of leftover spaghetti, marinara sauce, butternut squash, some stilton, Dasani strawberry water, Silk, apple cider, edamame, hot dogs, peas and my roommate's stuff.
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It's been over a year since I last posted. I'm trying to get back into the swing of things, and by that I mean posting online. I haven't done it in a while, except on deviantart and that doesn't really count. I don't talk about anything really important there.
Really, this post is an experiment to see if anyone will respond to me or not. So I can see if I should even both using this account anymore.
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[18 Nov 2007|12:08pm] |
Probably the only reason why I would ever consider buying an Apple iPhone
Mmm, iSmoke
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[13 Nov 2007|07:46pm] |
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So the prompt that I saw when I logged in was something about a favorite comedian and I felt the need to tell you all that I listen to a diverse group of comedians, but none so frequently as I've listened to Margaret Cho. No, not because she's gay, not because she hosted some blahblahblah thing on LOGO, rather because she is hilarious and her stuff never fails to make me laugh. And although I myself am not in need of a good laugh today, I want to look back on this in my archive at some point and be like, "Whoa, I remember that day," and remember how good it was.
"Am I GAY?! Am I STRAIGHT?! And then I realized: I'm just slutty. Where's my parade?! What about slut pride?!"
Lets see if this video thingy works...
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Long time since I posted something productive...
1. Name someone who made you smile today.
Katie, duh.
2. What were you doing at 8:00 this morning?
Moping... oh, walking the track w/Penelope.
3.Who was the last person to touch your boob?
Me, because stuff like that happens when one is getting dressed in the morning.
4. What did you do last night?
Your mom.
5.What is your Mom's mom's name?
Marion
6. Three words to explain why you last threw up...
I can't recall.
7. What color is your hairbrush?
Red, black, brown. I have three.
8. What was the last thing you bought?
Uh.. trail mix.
11. Where do you keep your money?
MY wallet.
12. What was the weather like today?
Perfect. Too sunny though.
13. Where did your last hug take place?
In front of my bus yesterday.
14. What are you excited about?
Nothing right now
15.Ever smoked?
Nah.
16.Closest thing to you thats green?
Robitussin box
17.Last person you kissed on the cheek?
One of my not-relatives.
18. Are you very random?
I try.
19. Do you want to cut your hair?
I need two inches off to be completely happy with it, yes.
20. Are you over the age of 25?
Psh.
21. Do you talk a lot?
Never. Well, only to some people and they know who they are.
22. Do you watch The O.C.?
Ew.
23. Does your screen name have an "x" in it?
No
24. Do you know anyone named Kelsey?
No
25. Do you make up your own words?
Sometimes
26. Are you ticklish?
Not really.
27. Are you typically a jealous person?
Not really.
29. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter "V"
Uh... whoever it is will probably smack me for not knowing...
30. Who's the last person to call you?
My mommy.
32. Do you chew on your straws?
Yep
33.Do you have curly hair?
Wavyyy
34. What is the next concert you're going to?
The Fall String Concert, woot.
35.Where did you go today?
School.
37. What is something you say a lot?
"Yeah?" or "Good" or "Cool" or "No"
39. Have you seen the movie 'Donnie Darko?
Nah
40. Do you have to work tomorrow?
Thank God, no.
42. Who was the last person you said "I love you too"?
My mommy.
43. What should you be doing right now?
Sleeeping.
44. Do you have a nickname?
Chris, apparently.
45. Are you a heavy sleeper?
Not really.
46. What are you listening to?
Jekyll and Hyde
47. What is the best movie you've seen in the past two weeks?
That's a tough one. Brokeback Mountain was really good.
48. Is there anyone you like right now?
I think she knows who she is.
49.When was the last time you did the dishes?
Two nights ago.
50. Did you cry today?
Eyes were tearing from the cold.
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[19 Jun 2007|10:39pm] |
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Katie's hungry.
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[19 May 2007|05:07pm] |
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Bold all of the following TV shows which you've ever seen 3 or more episodes of in your lifetime.
- Italicize a show if you're positive you've seen every episode of it.
- Underline a show if you've seen more than half a season of it.
- If you want, add up to 3 additional shows (keep the list in alphabetical order). [added with a *]
Me: God, I have no life...
24
7th Heaven
8 Simple Rules
Absolutely Fabulous
Adam-12
Aeon Flux
ALF
Alfred Hitchcock Presents
Alias
'Allo, 'allo
Ally McBeal
American Idol/Pop Idol/Canadian Idol/Australian Idol/etc.
America's Next Top Model/Germany's Next Top Model
Angel
Are You Afraid of the Dark?
Arrested Development
Babylon 5
Babylon 5: Crusade
Barney Miller
Batman: The Animated Series
Battlestar Galactica (the old one)
Battlestar Galactica (the new one)
Baywatch
Beavis & Butthead
Bewitched
Beauty and the Beast
Beverly Hills 90210
Big Love
Blackadder
Blake's Seven
Bonanza
Bones
Bosom Buddies
Boston Public
Boy Meets World
Buck Rogers in the 25th Century
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Bug Juice
Caitlin's Way
Chappelle's Show
Charlie's Angels
Charmed
Cheers
CHiPs
Clarissa Explains It All
Cold Case
Columbo
Commander in Chief
* Conviction
Coupling
Cowboy Bebop
Crossing Jordan
CSI
CSI: Miami
CSI: NY
Curb Your Enthusiasm
Cybill
Dallas
Dancing with the Stars
Danger Mouse
Danny Phantom
Dark Angel
Dark Skies
Davinci's Inquest
Dawson's Creek
Dead Like Me
Deadwood
Degrassi: The Next Generation
Designing Women
Desperate Housewives
Dexter's Lab
Dharma & Greg
Different Strokes
Doctor Who (1963)
Doctor Who (2005)
Dragnet
Due South
Earth 2
Emergency!
Emeril Live!
Entourage
ER
Everwood
Everybody Loves Raymond
Extreme Makeover: Home Edition
Facts of Life
Family Guy
Family Ties
Fantasy Island
Farscape
Father Ted
Fawlty Towers
Felicity
Felix the Cat
Firefly <3
Flash Forward
Forever Knight
Frasier
Freaks and Geeks
Friday Night Lights
Friends
Full House
Futurama
Get Smart
Gilligan's Island
Gilmore Girls
Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C.
Good Times
Green Wing
Grey's Anatomy
Growing Pains
Gunsmoke
Hannah Montana
Happy Days
Hart to Hart
Hell's Kitchen
Heroes
Hogan's Heroes
Home Improvement
Homicide: Life on the Street
House
I Dream of Jeannie
I Love Lucy
Instant Star
Inuyasha
Invader Zim
Invasion
Iron Chef
Iron Chef America
JAG
Jackass
Joey
John Doe
Just Shoot Me
Kate and Allie
Keen Eddie
King of the Hill
LA Law
Las Vegas
Laverne and Shirley
Law & Order
Law and Order: SVU
* Law and Order: CI
Life With Derek
Little House on the Prairie
Lizzie McGuire
Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman
Lost
Lost in Space
Love, American Style
M*A*S*H
MacGyver
Malcolm in the Middle
Married... With Children
Matlock
Melrose Place
Miami Vice
Mission: Impossible
Monk
Moonlighting
Mork & Mindy
Murder, She Wrote
Murphy Brown
My Life as a Dog
My So-Called Life
My Super Sweet 16
My Three Sons
My Two Dads
NCIS
Nip/Tuck
North Shore
Numb3rs
One Tree Hill
Oz
Perry Mason
Phil of the Future
Pokemon
Power Rangers
Prison Break
Profiler
Project Runway
Psych
Quantum Leap
Queer As Folk (US)
Queer as Folk (UK)
Red Dwarf
ReGenesis
Remington Steele
Rescue Me
Road Rules
ROME
Roseanne
Roswell
Salute Your Shorts
Sanford and Son
Saved by the Bell
Scarecrow and Mrs King
Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?
Scrubs
Seinfeld
Sex and the City
Six Feet Under
Skins
Sliders
Slings and Arrows
Smallville
So Weird
* South of Nowhere
South Park
Spaced
Spongebob Squarepants
SportsNight
Star Trek
Star Trek: The Next Generation
Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Star Trek: Voyager
Star Trek: Enterprise
Stargate Atlantis
Stargate SG-1
Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip
Superman
Supernatural
Surface
Survivor
Taxi
Teen Titans
That 70's Show
That Girl
That's So Raven
The 4400
The Addams Family
The Andy Griffith Show
The Apprentice
The A-Team
The Avengers
The Beverly Hillbillies
The Bionic Woman
The Brady Bunch
The Cosby Show
The Critic
The Daily Show
The Days and Nights of Molly Dodd
The Dead Zone
The Dick Van Dyke Show
The Drew Carey Show
The Galloping Gourmet
The Famous Jet Jackson
The Flintstones
The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
The Golden Girls
The Honeymooners
The Invisible Man
The Jeffersons
The Jetsons
The L Word
The Love Boat
The Lucille Ball Show
The Mary Tyler Moore Show
The Mighty Boosh
The Monkees
The Munsters
The Muppet Show
The Mythbusters
The Nanny
The O.C.
The Office (UK)
The Office (US)
The Pretender
The Real World
The Sentinel
The Shield
The Simpsons
The Six Million Dollar Man
The Sopranos
The Suite Life of Zack and Cody
The Twilight Zone
The Waltons
The West Wing
The Wonder Years
The X-Files
Third Rock From the Sun
Third Watch
Three's Company
Top Gear
Twin Peaks
Twitch City
Two and A Half Men
Ugly Betty
Veronica Mars
Weeds
Welcome Back, Kotter
Who's The Boss?
Whose Line is it Anyway? (US)
Whose Line is it Anyway? (UK)
Will and Grace
Wings
Without a Trace
Xena - Warrior Princess
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Wow, today was awesome. A series of dialogues:
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[09 Apr 2007|08:26am] |
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8:26AM
I'm sitting here waiting for the phone to ring. I usually get at least two calls on my birthday, so it's expected that the phone will ring eventually.
Sixteen years old. But then, my mom says I'm not actually sixteen until 9:54PM. I say that's bull, It's April 9th therefore I am sixteen.
Funny, I don't feel any older. I feel tired because the frigging cats were eating each other at 5 this morning which kept me up. Meh. Loser cats. They're both sleeping now because they're like all tired out from chasing each other around.
Ah, yes, I received several interesting gifts including an X-Men action figure and massive Post-its. But that's just me. We went out and bought my camera, the Canon EOS Rebel DSLR. It's charging, but I want it so bad right now. Gah, must...take...pictures! And my deviantART package didn't come yet, so at some point I'll be getting T-Shirts in the mail so...yay!
4:35PM
That was the best birthday I've had in a long time.
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Words cannot express how extremely elated I'm feeling right now... because I'm finally home. And then there's this underlying feeling of frustration that comes from not being in school all week. Oh my God. Never again. I swear.
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Disappear? Yeah, well, you want to try.
Wanna bundle up into some big-ass lie
Long enough for them to all just quit
Long enough for you to get out of it...
Not having a good day. Hopefully it'll get better.
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RED is anger.
1. Are you currently mad at someone?
- Not mad so much as annoyed at both of my parents
2. Which of your family members has the worst temper?
- My dad
3. Have you ever thrown something at anyone?:
- On several unpleasant occasions
4. Is anyone mad at you?
- I bet there's at least one person
5. Are you usually mad??
- Not really
6. When you're mad do you prefer to stare angrily or yell?:
- Stare angrily
ORANGE iS EXCITEMENT!
1. Has anyone ever thrown a surprise party for you?
- Not as of yet
2. What event is coming up that you're most excited about?:
- My birthday : )
3. If you won a million dollars, what would be your first thought?
- "Holy shit, I just won a million dollars"
4. If you could have anything right now what would it be??
- Tomorrow off
YELLOW is THE BASICS
1. Name: Kristine
2. Birthday: 04-09-91
3. What's your main goal in life?: To not fuck things up
4. Do you want to have children?: Not really
5. When do you want to die?: Not now
GREEN is OPINIONS
1. Are you against gay marriage?:
- No
2. Lower the drinking age?:
- Why?
3. Capital Punishment?:
- No
4. Abortion?:
- No
BLUE
1. Do you love someone?:
- Love's an intense emotion
2. Do you believe in love at first sight?:
- Yes, but not for me.
3. Do you believe in Love?:
- Sometimes
PURPLE
Q: how many beds did you lay in today?:
- One
Q: What color shirt are you wearing?:
- Brown and black
Q: Name one thing that you do everyday?
- Drink tea
Q: How much cash do you have on you right now?
- None
Q: Look to your left. What's there?:
- A Sci-O bowling pin.
Q: What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone?
- I don't borrow clothing
Q: What website(s) do you visit the most during the day?:
- fanfiction, deviantart, livejournal and yahoo mail.
Q: Do you have plants in your room?:
- No, they'd die because I would neglect them.
Q: Does anything hurt on your body right now?:
- My shoulder blades and my wrists
Q: Recent time you were really upset?:
- Yesterday
PINK
1. Person you saw:
- Jimmerzz
3. Last movie u saw:
- Imagine Me & You
4. Song you listened to:
- "Do What You Want" - Ok Go
5. Person you talked on the phone with
- Katie, briefly
6. Did you notice that the question 2 was gone?
- Yes, because I'm anal and I notice things like that.
GRAY iS TODAY.
1. What are you doing right now?:
- Filling out a survey
2. What are you doing tonight?:
- Filling out a survey
3. What are you going to eat?:
- Nothing because after this, I'm going to bed.
BROWN
1. Is: Monday.
2. Are you Looking forward to it? Absolutely not. I'm going to fail everything.
3. Are you going to laugh?: Chances are.
is TOMORROW. iS LAST. iS Q & A. iS LOVE ♥
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Who doesn't hate Arthur Branch? -kills Branch with a rusty southwestern-style torture device- Yay, I feel all happy now. It kind of makes up for the fact that I'm Casey Novak's lover...-shudder-. Wait, Goren's the guy from L&O:CI, right? Huh...amazing. Fill this out! It's an excellent way to waste three seconds of your life!
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| Homework and SCMEA |
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SCMEA consumed my weekend. I'm not even exaggerating. Friday and Saturday went like this:
Friday:
7am-2pm: School
2:10pm-9:10pm: SCMEA
Saturday:
8am-2:20pm: SCMEA
3:00pm: Doctor's appt.
5:00pm-6:00pm: Dinner and bondage with cousins
6:00-10:10pm: Getting ready for SCMEA and doing the concert
Oh my God. As much as I enjoy being considered an "All-County" participant, the time required to make this thing work is not worth it. It really isn't. So why do I go through with it. To make my goddamn college application look shinier than it really is. I'm too tired to care at this point, but the only thing that I'll immediately gain from this experience is an amzing recording of the concert on a CD that I'll receive in a few months. YES! Oh, and then I got this thing in the mail saying that I got accepted to an extremely prestigious summer camp for the arts as an alternate. So if the really good bass player breaks an arm, I'll be there in Saratoga Springs this summer (two days after I get back from NYLF) to take his spot. Woo hoo. Note my enthusiasm. I secretly wonder how much pain I can be expected to endure and to what ends...
So now I'm sitting here at my computer desk, completely burnt out and running on a few cups of strongly caffinated black tea, deciding which homework assignments I can afford to blow off. I just simply don't have the time. I've got about four hours from now before I collapse with exaustion and in that time I have to do...
- An APWH DBQ on who was responsible for the Cold War
- Read remaining thirty pages of 1984
- Do approximately seven Chemistry assignments that I have blown off over the past month. Three of these are worth a considerable amount of points, two others are labs.
- Pick a speech for public speaking Dennis Sheppard's speech from "The Laramie Project" That took all of two minutes to decide.
- Do a math packet
- Regents review for math also
Out of those, I can get away with the whole "I didn't have time this weekend" for a grand total of ZERO of them. I've pulled enough crap this quarter to get out of my assignments that my teachers simply won't tolerate another excuse out of me. Especially since I've had a week or more to do most of these assignments. So, being the person that I am, I'm stressing out on the edge of a complete mental breakdown because of the asinine decisions I've made in the weeks past. I hate homework because it can do these things to me. It completely ruins my life in every aspect possible and there's absolutely no escaping it. What the hell am I supposed to do now!?
I've decided that I owe it to my math teacher to do the math homework, and reading the rest of 1984 probably won't take more than a half hour. So now, do I try to pull the whole "Ooops, I forgot" thing with Rocklein for the umpteenth time, or do I just tell my history teacher that I forgot about a major assignment...again. It's a double-edged sword and I therefore I cannot win.
Meanwhile, I've received an interruption within ten minutes of a preceeding interruption for the past hour. People don't understand the concept that I have HOMEWORK and that I wasn't HOME yesterday, thus eliminating time necessary for completion of this homework that I am so fervently attacking after posting this. I came so close to exploding at my mother, something which I would have felt extremely guilty about, but she thankfully dismissed my pissed-off state as a joke and simply left the room.
(The beginnings of an extremely long rant:)
Then, as if things couldn't get more annoying, my dad goes off on a "I never get to decide anything in this house anymore" rant during dinner which I was NOT ready to deal with today. The thing that annoys me to no end is how hypocritical he is. Apparently, no one else should be allowed to make decisions without consulting him, however when he is left out of a decision, he gets pissed off and starts yelling about it. And he expects me to sympathize with him... I'm really not in the mood to deal with him, like ever. And apparently that's a bad thing, say the experts. Why should it be expected that all teenagers secretly want to have a good relationship with both of their parents? What if I just don't like the kind of person that my dad is? The biased, outspoken (in a bad way), loud, annoying, opinionated (also in a bad way), prejediced bastard that defines him. He is always absolutely clear in his beliefs and expectations, even when I don't want him to be. Yes, that is what I think of him at the moment, and God, does it feel good to finally get that out of my system. And now for the letter that I'll never write detailing, in the vaguest ways possible, why I don't like him...
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My Dear Father,
I know you'll never read this, but I want you to know that I'm not the perfect little Christian girl that you've sought to raise. Nowhere near. And some day, you're going to have to figure out how to deal with that because I'm done guilt-tripping myself every time I go to church with you. Every time I'm subject to your presumptions of my faith. I don't like church. I haven't for a while, the blind recitation of hollow words, the feeling of superiority over other religious groups, over certain types of people that is drilled into my mind during the service. I can't handle it anymore. You wonder why I've been putting off going to church all year; it's because it doesn't serve a purpose for me anymore.
Some people need religion, I understand that. It gives some people the feeling of belonging, the feeling that they are part of something larger and that their mediocre lives will eventually end in something much greater. I don't need that kind of closure, that feeling of protection, the strict guidelines for how to live my life, the constant feeling that the religion that I'm "practicing" is infringing on the pricinples of other religions, the constant assurance that "our" religion is so much better than all of the others.
I want to live my life by the principles I dictate, by the guidelines I provide. I don't want to depend on an unseen higher power with laws written in a book that proclaims that it is an "abomination" for a man to have a romantic relationship with another man (I say as I listen to the Indigo Girls Greatest Hits album), and then goes on to dictate how one must sacrifice a lamb to praise this unseen god on certain days, how it is unholy to perform an autopsy on a corpse, or (my personal favorite) if a woman doesn't get pregnant after having sex, she is considered unclean until a priest sacrifices two turtles/pigeons for her. Because that all makes so much sense. Times change, so why should some laws of the Bible be forgotten and others still strongly upheld?
There are some days that I just say to myself, "Thank you, God, for not making my father a Catholic deacon." I don't think I could live. So although I'll probably never tell you this, Dad, I think it's important for me to write it out and pretend that I'm telling you all of this because this "letter" in itself contains more words than I have spoken to you in the past year. And you and I both know that's not an exaggeration. All of that above text might seem uncalled for, but you have no idea how much I want to start screaming all of that out at you sometimes. Or at least little bits of it.
You've made it clear to Mom (and other people who aren't me) that you'd like a better relationship with me. Maybe if you stopped seeing me as the person that you want me to be, and more like the person that I am we'll be able to get along a little better. You're the adult here, do the adult thing... get over yourself. Maybe then I'll learn to like you. So far, all I've seen from you are lies and horrible misconceptions of truth. Give me a reason to want to talk to you, only then might you find me a little more willing to comply.
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Wow, I don't think I can top that rant. That was like...the result of too many years of pent-up frustration towards my father that just exploded in a rush of hate and attacks on the Church. I feel better now. I should do homework at some point today, though. I don't think Rocklein's going to be very happy with me tomorrow...
Though I can't manage to scrape up an inch of my being that actually gives a damn. God, what is wrong with me...
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My throat hurts. No one's online to complain to, so I've decided to tell it to my livejournal. Woo hoo. I haven't been sick for at least a month and a half now which means that I can probably not come in to school tomorrow, December 5th. It figures that when I'm actually sick, my mom thinks I'm faking. I called her today and was like, "Mom, I'm sick." She said I didn't sound sick. Since when do I have to fake sounding sick when I'm actually sick?!
My brother and I have taken to singing or speaking random lines from Rent and Tick, Tick...Boom just to piss off our parents. This is extremely effective, especially while eating dinner. See, it's a realtively normal conversation until someone says something completely normal like, "I'm not mad". Then, my brother chimes in quietly (just loud enough for me to hear and start laughing my head off, but not loud enough for my parents to understand exactly what was said):
"I'm not mad that you got mad that I got mad when you said I should go drop dead"
And I respond loudly, "If I were you and I'd done what I'd done I'd do what you did when I gave you the ring having said what I said."
And we silently make fun of our parents who we know have no clue what he's talking about until we're finally pressured to reveal that it's a line from a play. It's great fun until my mom starts memorizing the lines and starts reciting them at will or she shoots evil glances at us when one of us slips and says something like, "She cheated, she cheated, Maureen cheated... uhh, I mean REALLY cheated."
It sucks, though, because now my father is under the impression that my brother is in love with musical theatre, which he isn't. At ALL, really. My father was kind of shocked when Jim turned down a Leader of the Pack ticket because he "doesn't like musicals." It just shows how perceptive people can be...
Somebody told me the other day that I didn't speak enough and that I should try to rant a bit. Unfortunately, I couldn't think of anything to say to her in return so I kinda sat there looking stupid while I tried to think of things that I was pissed off about. Nothing came to mind then, but I can think of a lot of crap I'd like to rant about now. For example, I just sneezed and now my throat feels like it's on fire. I guess it doesn't help that only moments before, I was singing really loudly and off-key. Heh, at least when my mom gets home I'll "sound" sick. Bah. -scoffs-. When I finish writing this, I'm going to sleep. I'm completely serious and I don't give a damn about the fact that it's only 4:26.
My mom signed me up to get a table in a craft fair this past weekend. I have to admit, I was very skeptical about it at first. But the grand total of (OH EHM GEE!) $20 that I earned minus the price of the table was well worth it -rolls eyes-. What a waste of my Saturday. Six freaking hours of sitting, half asleep, in front of a table full of kick-ass photographs and all I get is five bucks. NEVER AGAIN. Or maybe in January...January's a good month. Maybe the customers will be more interested in my pictures then. What puzzles me the most is that the four (OMG! FOUR!) customers that I had were teenage girls buying pictures of a beach and a starfish. Who buys starfish pictures in the middle of the fall?
No chem homework tonight, thank God for small favors. Unfortuantely I have to face my abyssmal test grade when I get back into school tomorrow (or Wednesday, whenever). I think everyone I spoke to thinks that they failed. Which sucks because we all agreed that we got "A" for like eight multiple-choice questions in a row, which is good.
Math sucks but now I really really really really want to take AP Stats in 12th grade. Don't ask me why, the syllabus fascinates me and although I never pictured myself taking a MATH elective (God forbid), it's really not that much math as much as it is reasoning and logic. I like logic, it makes sense...most of the time. And if I take this, I'll probably be able to figure out what the hell "Cox Proportional Regressions Hazards" are because honestly, I've got no clue. That term (or something like it; I'm pretty sure I screwed up the order of some of the words) has been all over every single medical journal I've read since I started working on my research paper for InSTAR. Hmm.
Tired. Need sleep. Goodbye.
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I have decided that I've been neglecting my livejournal. It's sad, really. Deviantart gets more attention from me than this poor site does. Now there's something I never thought would happen.
I've got nothing to say aside from the fact that my mom made me tea and I drank it and now I'm going to be up all night with a caffeine fix. It was really nice tea, though. Maybe I'll be able to actually get my AP homework done for once. It was due...today. I really didn't feel like doing it though and now I've got to finish it tonight or else my grade will inevitably fall back into the C-C+ range. My mom didn't believe me the first time I told her I had a C average in that class. Her incredulity is acceptable though; I have a tendency to exaggerate sometimes, you know, stuff like "AHH! I'm failing AP!" That kind of stuff. But getting two consecutive D's on two tests, a B- quiz average and an A for my two essays puts me in the C range. It kinda of sucks. But at the same time I really can't bring my self to care. Seriously, who gives a crap about the spread of Islam and its impact on Western civilization in the 1700's. I am not Muslim, nor do I ever plan on becoming Muslim and I sure as hell didn't live in Europe in the 1700's. Which reaffirms my thesis statement: WHO CARES?. I'm ranting. Stop me now, please.
It's rare to come across someone who talks about something other than how much they hate Bush, who won American Idol, who's going out with who, what party they're going to and then inevitably how shocked they are that I wasn't invited, how good The Prestige was, why "New York" deserved to win, how hott some random guy is, what episode of (insert stupid TV show here) some person guest starred in and other petty fallacies like that. I found in the past couple months that I am able to hold a somewhat intelligent conversation with a grand total of five of my friends. "Intelligent" meaning: two people actively taking part in the conversation and expanding on the other's ideas or thoughts expressed. Not just a one sided conversation about the hottness of whatshisname where the other person nods and interjects freqently with "Mmm hmm" and "Ok" and (more frequently) "Right". I'm dissapointed by this. The fact that you've read this far, however, is an indication that you're actually somewhat interested in what I have to say. This probably means that you are one of the five people I've alluded to. Congrats. Now, if this was an IM conversation, you'd probably respond to this with something equally intelligent rather than "uh huh".
I could write like this for hours. Have you ever done that? Just write for the hell of it? It's very therapeutic, I ensure you. Until you get interrupted by something stupid and the events of the day come rushing back to you in full force and you remember everything you've been trying so hard to forget. I still don't remember what I did today. I intend to try my hardest to remember to forget. Maybe if I never stop writing, I'll never remember. Ha, it's funny and ironic. I really can't remember anything I did today. I guess it's working...
"Line of Best Fit". Good song. I highly recommend listening to it. The vocals are absolutely amazing, they blend so well. Who would've guessed that Death Cab for Cutie would sound even cooler with a female vocalist thrown into the mix? It's of the CD I recently acquired, "You Can Play These Songs With Chords" which is a strange title because almost none of the songs can be played with chords. Weird, huh? Which reminds me, they did a cover for one of The Smiths' songs, "This Charming Man" and the lead vocalist (let's call him Ben) has no clue what the lyrics are so he's going on singing stuff like "...on two bicycles on a hillside" and "...under this charming car" where the lines should be "Punctured bicycles" and "When in this charming car", respectively. Good times, good times. It's still an excellent song though, blatent errors aside.
And then I bought Les Mis. It's a bunch of British people singing it, though. This is completely off-topic (but then, when is anything I write coherent?) but why is it in movies produced in America, whenever the director wants someone to seem foreign or have a character be from France or some exotic land like that...why does the character ALWAYS have a Brittish accent? This has been bothering me for quite some time now, and I don't think I will ever know for sure.
This is all. I got bored of writing. -sigh-
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| Makes you wonder |
[23 Sep 2006|08:08pm] |
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Firefly was on the other day, so I figured I'd watch it because it's honestly NEVER on. But Sci-Fi must love me because they had a marathon after I got home from school one day...
Episode: "Jaynestown"
BOOK
What are we up to, sweetheart?
RIVER
Fixing your Bible.
BOOK
I--uh-- What?
He starts moving over to her.
RIVER
Bible's broken. Contradictions,
faulty logistics--it doesn't make
sense...
Now Book sees what she's doing. His Bible's all screwed up, and there's a small stack of torn out pages next to it..
BOOK
No, no, you can't...
River's still scribbling away as she chatters manically.
RIVER
So we'll integrate non-progressional
evolution theory with God's creation
of Eden -- eleven inherent metaphoric
parallels already there... eleven,
important number, prime number, one
goes into the house of eleven eleven
times but always comes out one--
BOOK
River, just take it easy. You
shouldn't--
RIVER
Noah's Ark is a problem--
She flips a page back and forth, frowning at it.
BOOK
Really.
RIVER
(rapid nod)
We'll have to call it early quantum
state phenomenon-- Only way to fit
five-thousand species of mammal on
the same boat-
She tears the page out of the book.
BOOK
Gimme that!
Book snatches the Bible up, somewhat possessively.
BOOK (cont'd)
River! You don't fix the Bible!
River looks up at him, sweet, sincere, deadpan:
RIVER
(holds up torn out
pages)
It's broken. It doesn't make sense.
It's at times like this that I am able to reaffirm my love for Joss Whedon and his random writer-slash-producer Ben Edlund. There aren't many people who can blatently denounce religion in the midst of a deep space comedy. Other than Douglas Adams, of course, but on occasion his references were a little less than blatent.
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| The Gospel |
[19 Sep 2006|04:04pm] |
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Church(n.): Something my family has been skipping lately.
You know how they do the readings with like "John chapter 4, the 18th verse.." etc etc?
This Sunday it was one of those really obscure books of the Bible and I wasn't really paying attention (shhh! don't tell anyone that I was serving and not paying attention, k?) and I forgot to save the bulletin, but that's beside the point. The old guy is up there reading away at some poor, neglected book of the Bible and all of a sudden I hear the lines "...get behind me Satan". And I really can't help but smile, really really wide. I turn to my brother, and because we're sitting behind a wall out of view from the congregation, I whisper to him, "OMG! That's a White Stripes album!". He doesn't get the joke, which makes me sad.
So then after the service, my mom comes up to me and says, "Kristine! I was trying to get your attention during the readings, but I couldn't see you from where I was sitting. Get Behind Me Satan!"
And we laugh until she says, "So thaaaaaaaaaaaats where it came from."
Yep, so this weekend I accidently stumbled upon the reason for the titling of the best White Stripes album eva.
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| Update |
[05 Sep 2006|08:33am] |
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I was going to put something up here, but I decided against it at the last minute. So if you'd like to read the 562 words that I wrote to not-post here, check out my deviant art account, provided, of course, that you know my user name. It's about what I did on my summer vacation (which, amazingly, didn't include anything having to do with waterfalls this year...)
DON'T LET IT BE TIME FOR SCHOOL YET! PLEASE! I CAN'T GO BACK TO SCHOOL YET! HELP ME! AGHH!
I probably shouldn't have missed orientation. That was stupid.
I went clothes shopping on Monday, you know, when all of the stupid Labor Day promotions are in effect. I managed to successfully piss off my mom by not being able to find any shirts after dragging her to three different stores. We finally ended up going to Old Navy (which I didn't even know they had in Comack/Coram...wherever we went) where I found like ten shirts that I liked. Yay! I have new clothes! Wooooooo hooooooo! That shopping trip was hell, though. It never seemed to end.
Yesterday, my mom and I had a long conversation about our hypothetical German Shepherd, Max. What she wants to know, she says, is can we get a dog. She's asking me of all people if she's allowed to get a dog. So I say yes, but on one condition: you can't name it Otto, Schultz, Schmidt, or Herr anything. She says my dad's been fixated on a German name for the poor thing and that there's not much that she can do about it. I personally prefer the name Max. Not only because it's a normal name for a dog, but because no dog should have to bear a name like "Herr Schnitzel" or something bizarre like that.
So I think we'll be getting a dog soon then. I'll keep you posted. Aside from that, please, someone wake me up when September ends?
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| Camp |
[18 Aug 2006|07:21pm] |
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Yay! No more summer camp! AND as an added bonus, they played "Finale B" from (the OBC version of) RENT on the radio when my dad came and picked me up! Yay, public radio!
Now it's AP homework time. That and I have to find someone from Netflix to yell at because I haven't gotten my movies yet. They're a week late. Oh ehm gee.
I started reading a new/old book. I've read it before, so I guess it doesn't qualify as "new". But the only problem is, I can't put it down. Which is bad because I have AP homework. Ha, I'll end up blowing the whole assignment off until like the day before school.
Which reminds me. SCHEDULES! THEY COME NEXT WEEK! Wahahaha!
Aaaaaaaannnnnnnd.... *sigh* I've got nothin.
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