Friday, September 30, 2011

By the way, I'm proud of this.

 YOU SEE HOW CURLY MY HAIR IS? FRENCH BRAID+SLEPT OVER NIGHT+NEW FRENCH BRAID+HAIRSPRAY+WHOLE DAY!
I am happy in this picture, trust me. And yeah, my hair is curly. Seriously happy with this. Shut up.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Update on My Wall


I haven't posted any new pictures of my nerd wall in awhile, and a lot of new stuff is up. Markus Zusak and Patrick Ness, mostly.


Fighting Reuben Wolfe/Getting the Girl, Markus Zusak. Same picture, one in color, one not. Which one do you like more? I don't really know. In real life, the pencil one looks more dirty. But I don't know.


HP In a Week Reading Marathon chart. Notice how I mostly finished in the 2-3AM range. Ah, Summer. I miss you.


Only the best book in the world. The Knife of Never Letting Go, Patrick Ness. Not kidding about it being the best book in the world. Yeah, better than The Book Thief. But weirder too. Deal.



Drunk Text Message to God, Watsky. That poem I memorized, 'member? You can test me on it. Or just ask Maggie.


That Dr. Who picture is finally up there. I showed it to you before. Yeah. Anyway.

The Great Gatsby. F. Scott Fitzgerald. Green Light. Off the dock.


Last but not least. That's a part of some art by some guy at Dia:Beacon, a modern art museum somewhere in New York.


Enjoy. By the way, it was a week. I'm just a pathetic blog poster. Ally.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

math homework


Haha, people forgot. I'm a nice person. Don't try and cheat. Really. That's stupid. Of you. Because my answers are wrong.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Beauty Queens

Hi guys, so this is a book I haven't talked about yet that I wanted to. Kinda like Grassroots, but it's a book.

The first thing you need to know about this book is that it has an amazing cover.

You SEE that awesome?? That's a bullet chain of LIPSTICK, people. Yeah.

This book, simply explained, is pretty much Lord of the Flies with teenage, image-obsessed girls. It starts with a plane crash of Miss Teen Dream (a beauty contest) contestants. People die. There are surviviors. And commercial breaks. 

Seriously.

It's one of those books where you're not sure if it's actually happening IRL. You know? Have you read that book about an evil genius who wants to be your class president or something, where you have no idea if he's kidding or not about things? It's kind of like that. It's set some time in the future, and there's this major Corporation that does everything, and pretty much sets everyone's dreams and view of what's wanted and whatever. But like, the commercial breaks (I'm not lying about those, they have commercial breaks every so often.) are kind of odd. They, like, say things that if they were said on TV NOW wouldn't work or be totally ironic. Like, the mom saying things like, "I need you to look good or else I wouldn't be able to parade you in front of my neighbors." Except more degrading than that? I don't have the book anymore, sorry. Can't look it up. Or stuff about how this product, made to take off lady mustaches, also can be used to like, clean your bathroom or something. Stuff you don't really say to your customers. It's odd. But awesome.

It's really hilarious. Ally's favorite girl was Tiana, Miss.... actually I forgot her state. I really reallly really loved Taylor, Miss Texas, because she was SO unbelievable. Everything she did or said wasn't anything anyone would ever do or say, sorry about this sentence. And then she goes crazy.... sorry not giving that away.

It's also really awesome how they continued to, kind of, compete, there. Like, Shanti hated Nicole on principal because they were both not white, and the corporation would not let an Indian AND an African-American in the finals. (Tiana: I thought you said The Corporation wasn't racist? Both: Bitch, please.) And Taylor keeps practicing and getting everyone to practice after the crash.

It's a really good book. I hope you read it. Actually, I hope, that when you read it, you enjoy it. Because you're going to read it. It's so good, seriously. Really awesome.


And I leave you with (puppies humping things, Ally?) a picture that I found by... well I can't tell you where I found it because it's Ally Week and it's one of the banned subjects but I found it and I think it represents my life/future well as well:

true.
Goals seminar, in Lindsey's words, was "shit." I don't totally agree, but it did make me nervous. In a have-you-seen-this-venn-diagram,-i'm-screwed,-yo,-what-do-i-want-to-do-with-my-life-???? way.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Dedicated to Ally

I promised I would dedicate a WEEK of online behavior to Ally, who says she feels confused about everything I post, since it's pretty much tons of BOOKS and YOUTUBE and MOVIES and other references that.... yeah.... only I understand, mostly. And I meant to do this week awhile ago, but I kept forgetting, or didn't even have time to post, or whatever. I haven't posted in forever, by the way, sorry about that.

But my point is, this next week is, like, National Ally Mirin week. I'm not allowed to say anything on Blogger (or POST anything ON MY BUZZ (I CAN COMMENT ON OTHERS THOUGH, KAY?)) about things like Alex Day, Charlieissocoollike, Nerdfighters, books she hasn't read, Very Mary Kate (but she should watch them, so she does understand them, because they're fantastically hilarious in a totally stupid way. but hilarious. god.) wait, before the week starts, I need to say something: TODAY at the seminar thing the guy mentioned this guy, Henry Green, yeah, and that's also John Green's kid's name. By the way. he's sooooo cute. Look:


Yeah, totally cute. Thought I'd mention that the name came up. It had nothing to do with this, but still.

Okay, now Ally Week OFFICIALLY starts. Bye. I'll post something real later, but now I have to do Biology homework. You understand, yeah, Ally? You have homework too. :)

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Guess what Livvy is unaccustomed to/hates!

EXERCISE.

I'm about to collapse.

Actually? That's a lie. It feels pretty good, NOW. It was horrible a second ago. Now I'm just.... Mildly overworked?

I went all the way around the block, up Turkey Hill, without stopping! Look it up on google maps! Actually, don't, then you'll know that I'm proud of biking three miles. But Turkey Hill is a hill! And this is the best I've ever done. I've always had to stop to like, drink water or something stupid like that. Rest my legs.

Anyway, just sharing that minor accomplishment that I'm disproportionately proud of. Whateva.

Friday, September 2, 2011

going to unirondack in two minutes just want to tell you it's gonna be awesome i brought like 20 books and when i get back i'm talking about Beauty Queens okay bye.