(Alternate title: Of School and Swearing)
They messed up my freaking schedule again.
It cost a lot of effort up there to type the "rea" instead of just that one vowel. I told you it's getting worse. Can we get back to the point? The point is the highschool hates me and no matter how many times I allow myself to virtually curse I would not be able to express how pissed off I am at it. There is no excuse. Absolutely no excuse. I filled out the stupid form, changing FRENCH to German, ALGEGBRA to Geometry, English 9 and Social Studies to Humanities or Global or whatever the * we're taking this year, and DDP to Studio Art and Study Hall to Lunch. I filled out the stupid form! I got my parent's signature! We freaking WENT TO THE HIGHSCHOOL and talked to the girl, and she promised it would be fixed and it's NOT. Ahhh they're so stupid.
HONESTLY, DO THEY NOT WANT ME TO GO? This is the most ridiculous, unwelcome welcoming into a new school I can imagine. Maybe I'm overreacting. I'm probably/definitely overreacting. But it matters to me. And it feels pretty much sorta incredibly rude on their part. Insulting and all. Can't they just make sure a freshman doesn't have the wrong schedule, doesn't start school hating the administration, doesnt start school INCREDIBLY CONFUSED, HAVING BEEN TO GUIDANCE TWO TIMES BUT STILL NOT KNOWING WHERE THE * ANYTHING IS.
Not taking Studio Art, instead have another * Study Hall.
Second semester, guess what, I have Gym everyday. Like, 3rd Period on 1,3,5 days and 7th on 2,4,6.
I feel so... Ahhhhh... I don't even know. Just pissed in general. The while censorship thing was much harder, trust me, when my parents just got the schedule thing. And I was in front of THEM. Do you find it odd how it's perectlh acceptable, if horrible and douchey, of your parents to swear, but you could never dream of it?
Sorry about putting you though that mostly internal rant. And the whole swearing thing. I don't know, it's mattering to me. It's interesting to think about, frustrating to live through. Yeah.
* fill in the blanks. I have three options from here. 1) put the asterisk. Or an exclaimation mark! 2) just cut off in the middle of the sentence, leave the word out. 3) avoid getting angry in the first place.
Don't want to end it like this, really, but yeah. I'm not happy. Pretty angry. And I'm slowly starting to explode. So now we're all caught up, !.
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
my gmail status says it all
By the way, for the lazy people, this is my gmail status:
This is pretty much my life. I need money to buy more CDs. You see, I enjoy listening to this whole page of music: http://alexdaymusic.com/music/
Click it.
But the problem is, it doesn't play on iPods. Which is where I listen to music. After awhile, I like actually having it on my iPod so I don't have to do it on the computer.
I would just download it off of YouTube, but I feel bad about that, because I love Alex Day and have listened to all of his YouTube videos and think he's hilarious and want him to be able to continue to afford the "flat" he shares with Charlie. So I don't want to steal music from him, is my point. Plus, Bo Burnham told me that you would get AIDS if you stole music. It's proven. (no it's not.)
But I don't have any money to buy 2-5 albums with.
So someone just has to buy them for me.
This isn't gonna happen, though, I've accepted that.
Which is why someone just needs to suddenly realize that they don't need money and give it to me! Right?
Ahhhh.
I don't want this "end-with-a-totally-unrelated-topic" thing to become a thing, but:
On a totally unrelated note, Pottermore needs to get a better server. Almost every time I've been on it, just to check on it and all, it's crashed. Just saying. That's kinda pathetic. What's gonna happen when the whole world tries to get on in October?
Yeah. That, probably.
the world is mine... (i don't know anything) somebody needs to donate a large fortune to me so my music obsession can be funded.
This is pretty much my life. I need money to buy more CDs. You see, I enjoy listening to this whole page of music: http://alexdaymusic.com/music/
Click it.
But the problem is, it doesn't play on iPods. Which is where I listen to music. After awhile, I like actually having it on my iPod so I don't have to do it on the computer.
I would just download it off of YouTube, but I feel bad about that, because I love Alex Day and have listened to all of his YouTube videos and think he's hilarious and want him to be able to continue to afford the "flat" he shares with Charlie. So I don't want to steal music from him, is my point. Plus, Bo Burnham told me that you would get AIDS if you stole music. It's proven. (no it's not.)
But I don't have any money to buy 2-5 albums with.
So someone just has to buy them for me.
This isn't gonna happen, though, I've accepted that.
Which is why someone just needs to suddenly realize that they don't need money and give it to me! Right?
Ahhhh.
I don't want this "end-with-a-totally-unrelated-topic" thing to become a thing, but:
On a totally unrelated note, Pottermore needs to get a better server. Almost every time I've been on it, just to check on it and all, it's crashed. Just saying. That's kinda pathetic. What's gonna happen when the whole world tries to get on in October?
Yeah. That, probably.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
some things that excited me, probably not you, but that's okay
I had an excellent day.
Oh hi, right, yeah, I'm Olivia, you might have forgotten, I haven't said anything in forever.
Anyway. Today was awesome.
I think this is gonna be really hard for you all to read, sorry. I'm going back and putting some more enters so that it's a little easier. It's long. I HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING HERE FOR AWHILE, THOUGH, SO READ IT.
I woke up at 9 freaking 30 (actually, this was a horrible start to my day) because I had to CLEAN MY ROOM but it gets better from here because I finished a book then, which was actually a bad book, but see, it was a good thing, because I finished it, and I didn't have to read it anymore.
This is really not sounding like a good day, god. It gets better, promise.
Okay, then I made a quesadilla with corn in it, and it was awesome. Did you know that corn is really good in quesadillas when you make them with chicken and salsa and cheese as well, and cook them with some oil on the bottom? Well, it's true.
Then I watched a little Alex Day, because I'm trying to watch every single one of his videos.
Can you HEAR the English accent in my voice? I swear, between him, and Kate Nash, and Lily Allen, and Harry Potter, and all these other English accents in my life (plus Damien from the Glee Project, Oliver from Project Runway, and Anya from Project Runway, Irish, English-Chinese and Trinidad-and-Tobagan, respectively.) I'm just feeling so odd when I hear other voices. Like, you know, American. Which is where I live. But now I hear English in my head sometimes.
Weird, I know. Anyway.
After that I decided to go to the Community Center and I sat there and listened to my OH MY GOD NEW MUSIC REMEMBER GEORGE WATSKY? It was the first time that Bandcamp actually worked for me.
If you don't know what Bandcamp is, it's a music site, sorta, where artists put their songs and either sell them or give them for free. For example, AVPM/AVPS was "free," but apparently if too many people try and get the music, if the product is too popular, you have to give a dollar to Bandcamp, which is kind of stupid, really. So I always had to drag my parent's credit card into it and, you know, I have the audacity to complain about having spent 2 dollars on 2 of the most hilarious albums on Earth.... life sucks, you know it.
But TODAY, I got two albums off Bandcamp, both George Watsky, one called "A New Kind of Sexy," which is more recent, and another called "Guilty Pleasures," which is older, and they were both ACTUALLY free! You will not believe how freaking happy that made me! Honestly, I was in a good mood for the rest of the day.
So yeah, I went up to the Community Center, listened to some Watsky (he don't need a goddamn emcee name) and simultaneously (wow, audacity, simultaneously, I'm so smart, no? It would be better if I could spell either of them right the first time.) made another piece of art for my wall (I'll have to take a picture of it, and my HP chart, and my Dr. Who picture). It's not really art, just words. The words to a poem by George Watsky, actually. Can you tell I like him? Yeah. I've told you about this poem, it's not a rap, like the songs on the CDs, it's an actual poem, and it's called Drunk Text Message to God, and I've succeeded in memorizing it, so I wrote it from memory. SKILL. Haha. The writing is really small so it all fits on half a page and from a distance looks sort of odd-gray, which'll be nice on my wall.
After that we went to help at the UU Recycling sale. Its awesome, ya'll should go, because I'm southern. Um. But. It's really good, and I love looking for clothes in those piles. We didn't actually have to help, which just added to my fun, so I spent the time looking through the clothing and you know what I FOUND????? A BRIGHT HOT PINK DRESS THAT FITS ME PERFECTLY DID I MENTION IT'S BRIGHT PINK? Now I don't normally wear pink, but that's okay, because this dress was awesome and I loved it, plus, because the Recycling Sale rocks, it was 4 dollars. I'm planning on going back soon and buying more clothes (if you don't remember, this was wear I got that (in)famous leather jacket and that pink skirt, and something else I think too, I don't remember. Oh yeah, the SMILEY TIE) and I'm also gonna buy some fabric, which was for some reason labeled "tablecloths." People are stupid, no?
Oh, wait, but the day didn't end with an amazing pink dress. We went to the commons and saw the Gunpoets perform. I had seen them at Grassroots, which you know I still haven't and probably never will talk about, and I LOVED them and wanted their CD ever since and kinda regretted not getting it and all, and it was an AWESOME show and yeah. I bought the CD. Actually, I guilted my dad into buying it for me. Because I'm cheap, still. Maybe I'll use the money I didn't spend on this CD on TFIOS. Interesting idea. BUT THE POINT IS, I HAVE THE CD AND YEAH. ALSO, AS SOON AS I HAD THE CD IN MY HAND THEY STARTED PLAYING ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL, PART TWO REMIXED this is hard to read and it was all just perfect.
Then I went to Viva and ate Enchiladas. Then I came home and watched Project Runway, and the person I wanted to lose out got out. Then/Now I'm writing on my blog.
Yeah, today rocked.
Tomorrow is play practice again, yay! We're almost done with blocking the whole thing. Anna, don't worry, you'll catch up.
On a side note, I've gone from "not swearing enough" to "swearing too often" in a very short period of time. In my head, at least. I always manage to keep it in. But still. In my mind, it's just a word, right? And it is. Desensitized and all that. But see, I'm sure my parents wouldn't see it like that. Or my siblings. So yeah. I'm gonna blame it on Alex Day. And maybe the fact that I watched my second R Rated movie (god, I'm SO PATHETIC) illegally, and I liked it a lot because Natalie Portman was in it and she's pretty cool. No Strings Attached. This is off topic.
I just casually say swear words in my head, and then, like, am about to say what I just thought, and realize that I can't actually do that. Still trying. Trying right now to keep this blog CLEAN. Alex (True), squeaky.
You should just disregard that last paragraph, actually, because I'm going to do a review of My Immortal soon! I've talked about it before, but I can again, yeah? Ah, English. Accent. Sorry.
Oh hi, right, yeah, I'm Olivia, you might have forgotten, I haven't said anything in forever.
Anyway. Today was awesome.
I think this is gonna be really hard for you all to read, sorry. I'm going back and putting some more enters so that it's a little easier. It's long. I HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING HERE FOR AWHILE, THOUGH, SO READ IT.
I woke up at 9 freaking 30 (actually, this was a horrible start to my day) because I had to CLEAN MY ROOM but it gets better from here because I finished a book then, which was actually a bad book, but see, it was a good thing, because I finished it, and I didn't have to read it anymore.
This is really not sounding like a good day, god. It gets better, promise.
Okay, then I made a quesadilla with corn in it, and it was awesome. Did you know that corn is really good in quesadillas when you make them with chicken and salsa and cheese as well, and cook them with some oil on the bottom? Well, it's true.
Then I watched a little Alex Day, because I'm trying to watch every single one of his videos.
Can you HEAR the English accent in my voice? I swear, between him, and Kate Nash, and Lily Allen, and Harry Potter, and all these other English accents in my life (plus Damien from the Glee Project, Oliver from Project Runway, and Anya from Project Runway, Irish, English-Chinese and Trinidad-and-Tobagan, respectively.) I'm just feeling so odd when I hear other voices. Like, you know, American. Which is where I live. But now I hear English in my head sometimes.
Weird, I know. Anyway.
After that I decided to go to the Community Center and I sat there and listened to my OH MY GOD NEW MUSIC REMEMBER GEORGE WATSKY? It was the first time that Bandcamp actually worked for me.
If you don't know what Bandcamp is, it's a music site, sorta, where artists put their songs and either sell them or give them for free. For example, AVPM/AVPS was "free," but apparently if too many people try and get the music, if the product is too popular, you have to give a dollar to Bandcamp, which is kind of stupid, really. So I always had to drag my parent's credit card into it and, you know, I have the audacity to complain about having spent 2 dollars on 2 of the most hilarious albums on Earth.... life sucks, you know it.
But TODAY, I got two albums off Bandcamp, both George Watsky, one called "A New Kind of Sexy," which is more recent, and another called "Guilty Pleasures," which is older, and they were both ACTUALLY free! You will not believe how freaking happy that made me! Honestly, I was in a good mood for the rest of the day.
So yeah, I went up to the Community Center, listened to some Watsky (he don't need a goddamn emcee name) and simultaneously (wow, audacity, simultaneously, I'm so smart, no? It would be better if I could spell either of them right the first time.) made another piece of art for my wall (I'll have to take a picture of it, and my HP chart, and my Dr. Who picture). It's not really art, just words. The words to a poem by George Watsky, actually. Can you tell I like him? Yeah. I've told you about this poem, it's not a rap, like the songs on the CDs, it's an actual poem, and it's called Drunk Text Message to God, and I've succeeded in memorizing it, so I wrote it from memory. SKILL. Haha. The writing is really small so it all fits on half a page and from a distance looks sort of odd-gray, which'll be nice on my wall.
After that we went to help at the UU Recycling sale. Its awesome, ya'll should go, because I'm southern. Um. But. It's really good, and I love looking for clothes in those piles. We didn't actually have to help, which just added to my fun, so I spent the time looking through the clothing and you know what I FOUND????? A BRIGHT HOT PINK DRESS THAT FITS ME PERFECTLY DID I MENTION IT'S BRIGHT PINK? Now I don't normally wear pink, but that's okay, because this dress was awesome and I loved it, plus, because the Recycling Sale rocks, it was 4 dollars. I'm planning on going back soon and buying more clothes (if you don't remember, this was wear I got that (in)famous leather jacket and that pink skirt, and something else I think too, I don't remember. Oh yeah, the SMILEY TIE) and I'm also gonna buy some fabric, which was for some reason labeled "tablecloths." People are stupid, no?
Oh, wait, but the day didn't end with an amazing pink dress. We went to the commons and saw the Gunpoets perform. I had seen them at Grassroots, which you know I still haven't and probably never will talk about, and I LOVED them and wanted their CD ever since and kinda regretted not getting it and all, and it was an AWESOME show and yeah. I bought the CD. Actually, I guilted my dad into buying it for me. Because I'm cheap, still. Maybe I'll use the money I didn't spend on this CD on TFIOS. Interesting idea. BUT THE POINT IS, I HAVE THE CD AND YEAH. ALSO, AS SOON AS I HAD THE CD IN MY HAND THEY STARTED PLAYING ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL, PART TWO REMIXED this is hard to read and it was all just perfect.
Then I went to Viva and ate Enchiladas. Then I came home and watched Project Runway, and the person I wanted to lose out got out. Then/Now I'm writing on my blog.
Yeah, today rocked.
Tomorrow is play practice again, yay! We're almost done with blocking the whole thing. Anna, don't worry, you'll catch up.
On a side note, I've gone from "not swearing enough" to "swearing too often" in a very short period of time. In my head, at least. I always manage to keep it in. But still. In my mind, it's just a word, right? And it is. Desensitized and all that. But see, I'm sure my parents wouldn't see it like that. Or my siblings. So yeah. I'm gonna blame it on Alex Day. And maybe the fact that I watched my second R Rated movie (god, I'm SO PATHETIC) illegally, and I liked it a lot because Natalie Portman was in it and she's pretty cool. No Strings Attached. This is off topic.
I just casually say swear words in my head, and then, like, am about to say what I just thought, and realize that I can't actually do that. Still trying. Trying right now to keep this blog CLEAN. Alex (True), squeaky.
You should just disregard that last paragraph, actually, because I'm going to do a review of My Immortal soon! I've talked about it before, but I can again, yeah? Ah, English. Accent. Sorry.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Things-That-I-Like-Borderline-Obsessively
Above left is a picture I drew of the scene in The Chamber of Secrets when Harry Ron, and Hermione see the words and the pool after coming back from the library or something. I was reading it, and I was just like, OMG I need to see this IN CRAYON on my wall. Also in that picture, below the HP one, is a sketch of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy cover.
Above right is that picture of Alex Day that doesn't really look like Alex Day but I like anyway. Above that is a stippling version of the Harry Potter 7 cover. In pink-purple. Ohhhhhh yeahhhh. Hahaha. I really like stippling, it's just it takes forever to draw something with it. I did that one in a car where there was nothing better to do, so yeah. Plus it's small. I really like that.
This one isn't actually on the wall yet, my Grandma wanted it. I just need to print out this picture of it and then I'll put it on. It's a picture of Dr. Who and the girl. Aw, I already forgot her name. I need to watch some more of them. It's copied from the picture down on the side at this site: http://www.
Above Left is a really rough line drawing/sketch of the cover of my Pretty Little Liars book, also the shot used for the TV Show picture. It's really simple, but I dunno. It also somehow looks like them.
Above Right is a picture of Wheezy Waiter, aka Craig Benzine, who's super awesome. He's on YouTube, naturally, and is hilarious. IT ACTUALLY LOOKS LIKE HIM more than the Alex Day one, at least. He's saying "Explosion" because has this kinda-sorta-a-thing-thing that's Explosion Wednesday where he blows stuff up, in his animation studio, anyway. Is that a thing I think I'll make it a thing. Above that is my card that shows the astonishing revelation that I CAN'T BE KILLED BY A BASILISK. Especially because of the proof given by Colin Creevy, looking through a camera lens, I know that looking at everything through glasses will protect me from ever dying from looking at a Basilisk. A great comfort, I'm sure. I can only be petrified.
I have one more thing I've put up since taking these pictures, and it's the chart I made to chart my progress on the Harry Potter in a Week challenge, which I COMPLETED, BY THE WAY. CELEBRATION. But yeah, that's up there now too, even though it's not really art. Whatever.
And, just a bonus, this is a picture of a pillow I found in my Nana's house. I'm sure she doesn't see it that way, but to me, it's kind of a little incest-y. It made me laugh. And then no one got it. So I felt a little stupid. And not able to explain myself with little siblings and old people watching.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011
i should be writing/reading crap
Quick update: I'm on the sixth book. I'm being affected by this series much more than I was all the other times I've read them (crying, lauging, catching myself CLAPPING IRL i'm so odd.) More latter. I'm noticing a lot of new things, especially in the fifth book, which I really hadn't remembered that well/read in awhile. On to six. I think I'll know this one more, it was my favorite. So far, though, this time, I really enjoyed the first one. I don't know. And the second one. And the third one. And the fourth one, oh my god. Harry's too much of an idiot in five, I have to say. Hermione rules, though. Always.
I'll probably talk about this later, when I am allowed to be. I need to finish this script NOW.
My dad's doing a tri tomorrow. Like, triathlon.
I got a haircut. It's layered now.
Sigh.
You know what I realized the other day? I need to start working on my Halloween costume. I don't know what I want to be. See, I really want to MAKE the costume for Queen Elizabeth, but I don't really want to BE Queen Elizabeth for Halloween. I'll have to look at my list of suggestions.
I'll probably talk about this later, when I am allowed to be. I need to finish this script NOW.
My dad's doing a tri tomorrow. Like, triathlon.
I got a haircut. It's layered now.
Sigh.
You know what I realized the other day? I need to start working on my Halloween costume. I don't know what I want to be. See, I really want to MAKE the costume for Queen Elizabeth, but I don't really want to BE Queen Elizabeth for Halloween. I'll have to look at my list of suggestions.
- Wizard going as a muggle
- Hermione (that's a lot of black robes)
- something using my hippie skirt that I never got to wear because of the heat. I never even got around to talking about Grassroots here, did, I? God.
- um I don't know. Luna Lovegood could be fun.
- how about something that's NOT harry potter related?
- I do have other obsessions, you know.
- I could go as a nerdfighter. Nah, not enough costume.
- Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm ooh, I should reread 1984 and GO AS ONE OF THOSE CHASTITY PEOPLE! YOU KNOW, WITH THE BELTS? ANYONE REMEMBER? THE SWORN VIRGINS OR SOMETHING? THE MAIN GIRL DID IT AS A JOKE, I THINK.
- Yay, I'm out of capslock. Um. Um. Someone from a scott westerfeld book.
- manhattan society woman. have you read The Luxe? It was awesome.
- a jersey girl. God, no. That's a horrible impression to leave on teachers.
- I don't know.
- We are doing something for Halloween, right? We don't grow out of it yet? Good, because I really enjoy making costumes.
- maybe I'll be lady gaga.
Given it any thought?
I'm done here. Listen to the stuff from my last post. Especially Watsky. He is.... ahh. Poetry. I've almost got Drunk Text Message to God memorized!
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Music BECAUSE I'M BUSY READING/DECORATING WALL
I have like three other posts I want to make, talking about HP IN A WEEK marathon and my new closet door wall decorations but I don't have time so I'm just going to leave you all with some music. Listen to it.
Used in the most recent Pretty Little Liars episode, which I sorta kinda watch now. I need to read the books and then the series description for the first few seasons to actually watch. But for now, sorta kinda.
LOVE THIS SONG. LOVE HER VOICE. Kind of a weird/bad/stupid video. But. AWESOME SONG.
Sorta a similar sound. But yeah. I like this one a lot too. The music video makes me like it less, though. Sad. Why is she flying?
Okay, now THIS is creepy. I'm not showing the actual video here, because it will scare you off. It's a beautiful sounding song. But the lyrics? Hmmm I'll find you and I'll kill you. I'll find you and I'll kill you.
And that's the end of melodic sounding songs. Now on to some rap/poetry. As I told Anna the other day, I'm addicted to this guy's voice. I heard him live at VidCon (not that I was there-Through the computer, silly) and fell in love with his stuff. You heard of def poetry? Spoken word? Yeah. And rap. Pale boy raps so good.
This is one of the raps. All the way though, guys.
Drunk Text Message to God. Is this not amazing? I'm not Jesus Christ, but I can turn water, into KoolAid. My church. My church. I guess you don't have to watch the whole thing. Just get the idea.
Carry the One. A poem about Global Warming. It's so good, dear god he's amazing.
The power of the internet.
Also, on a totally unrelated-kinda-via-internet note, have you heard of Wheezy Waiter? I drew a picture of him. It's on my closet door. HA, now you want to know what I mean by decorations. All in good time. When I have time/photos.
Used in the most recent Pretty Little Liars episode, which I sorta kinda watch now. I need to read the books and then the series description for the first few seasons to actually watch. But for now, sorta kinda.
LOVE THIS SONG. LOVE HER VOICE. Kind of a weird/bad/stupid video. But. AWESOME SONG.
Sorta a similar sound. But yeah. I like this one a lot too. The music video makes me like it less, though. Sad. Why is she flying?
And that's the end of melodic sounding songs. Now on to some rap/poetry. As I told Anna the other day, I'm addicted to this guy's voice. I heard him live at VidCon (not that I was there-Through the computer, silly) and fell in love with his stuff. You heard of def poetry? Spoken word? Yeah. And rap. Pale boy raps so good.
This is one of the raps. All the way though, guys.
Drunk Text Message to God. Is this not amazing? I'm not Jesus Christ, but I can turn water, into KoolAid. My church. My church. I guess you don't have to watch the whole thing. Just get the idea.
Carry the One. A poem about Global Warming. It's so good, dear god he's amazing.
The power of the internet.
Also, on a totally unrelated-kinda-via-internet note, have you heard of Wheezy Waiter? I drew a picture of him. It's on my closet door. HA, now you want to know what I mean by decorations. All in good time. When I have time/photos.
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