I Am Deranged

You know some days when you wake up and everything is going just fine and then you spend an inordinate amount of time staring at your computer screen and then everything falls to shit but then things start looking up and then everything is fine and then you're suddenly insane and laughing at everything?

Today is one of *those* days.

I couldn't even speak a minute ago.

Evidence of Crazy Times: A Conversation Between Me and My Sister

Me: You shouldn't leave your computer by your window. Someone could STEAL it!

Rachel: Yeah, because so many people walk through the backyard and by my bedroom window... [sarcasm]

Me: You'd be surprised.

Rachel: Really?

Me: Oh yeah. There was a random blond guy in the backyard yesterday. [said between laughter in a barely intelligible fashion] I thought he was Alana.

Rachel: [laughing and completely serious] Oh my God, I know who you're talking about. I saw him out the kitchen window when I was making lunch.

Me: I looked out the window and saw him rummaging in the chest and I thought he was Alana but Alana's in Florida and Alana wouldn't randomly sneak into our backyard and rummage through trunks. But then I realized he was a boy. Then I knew for sure it wasn't Alana. So I ducked out of sight until he was gone.

Rachel: ... [laughs]

To explain this, in case you are worried about people ransacking my backyard, please know that we share a backyard with our neighbours and we think it likely that they share a storage space with people on their karate team which is why people are sometimes back there. 'Neighbours who do karate?!' you ask... yeah, they're teaching us how to be ninjas.

I have to go get dressed or something. That's a great conversation ender, feel free to steal.

Two Items of General Speaking About

Hey-o. I've been thinking about you lately. Yes, you. You know how much I care about you.

Yesterday, I fell off an exercise ball, creating much hilarity for those around me. I was trying to put a dvd back on the shelf whilst balancing on the ball and in the end it just didn't work and I ended up on the ground being laughed at. This is my life.

Then I saw 500 Days of Summer, which was hilarious and touching and really real. The following may not make sense to you if you have not seen the movie, but that is just another reason to see it.

- The soundtrack was amazing. It could possibly just be because I have listened to the soundtrack extensively before every seeing the movie, but the songs seemed really well tied in to the film. They enhanced every scene.

- It was so fascinating that, because it followed Tom's perspective, you fell in love with him, not her. Isn't it novel to see a movie where a guy is obsessing over a perfect girl, rather than the other way around? And even though she didn't actually do anything wrong (as we learned on Tom's blind date) you couldn't be on her side. Even though Tom was completely in love with her, I knew that she was going to dump him one day, out of the blue (to him anyway) and so I couldn't like her.

- I want to find a Tom. He would be a great boyfriend. Younger, of course.

- When it was near the end and she wanted to go home and he asked her to go get pancakes, I nearly cried. That was sad.

The other thing is that I recently re-read City of Bones, by Cassandra Clare, and loved it just as much as before. Possibly more. I fear that if I start gushing about how awesome it is I will not be able to stop and you will run away and not read the book and that would be bad. So I will simply say that it is excellent and you should read it soon, if you have not already.

Two people have told me the beginning is not very gripping (my reply being a stupid silence and mouth hanging openness) and so I guess it's not for everyone. But if you appreciate sarcasm and great writing and amazing chemistry and a well plotted, well paced book, City of Bones (and it's sequels) should be read by you.

Voldemort out, bitches.

Shenanigans and Lists

Ever since reading Rena's blog over at Raving Persuasions, I've been feeling the urge to write lists. And so I will reveal what is currently on my mind and eating away at my soul in the form of some lists.

What Is Happening Tomorrow

1. I am going to try and understand trigonometry.
2. The collective We that is my family are going to have one last coffee with Caitlyn.
3. I am going to take the bus to Triple O's and have lunch with my family who drove there.
4. I am going to take the SKY TRAIN (!!!) to the AIRPORT where I will say goodbye to my big sister for almost a year.
5. Caitlyn will get on a plane and fly across the Atlantic Ocean and then on Thursday she will land and commence living and being a nanny there.

What I Am Not Looking Forward To Doing On Thursday

1. Going to school with regular people to write exams.
2. Waking up early so I can be at SCHOOL at 8:30 in the freaking morning.
3. Reading and responding to prose in the provincial English exam and then having to write an essay, all in two hours.
4. Having to walk home and have lunch but most of all having to return at 12:30pm for my math exam.
5. Writing my math exam (especially questions about trigonometry, or as I like to call it 'what the fuck do I need this for and why can't we all just rely on architects?').

What I Have Left To Do For My Math Course and Why I Am Procrastinating It

1. Write the exam - I'm not really procrastinating this. Thursday will come and there is nothing I can do to stop it.
2. Finish the journals entries where I explain how I feel about each unit and how I will use the math in my real life - Obviously, I am procrastinating this because it is a somewhat lame thing to do. I see the point of it, but do YOU want to write a page long journal meant for your teacher to read about how you felt about probability and sampling? Neither do I.
3. Think up and create the art project - Did you have to read that again? Yes, I have an art project for my math course. It's worth 10% of the grade or some such thing. I haven't done it because I have no ideas. Help.
4. Research a mathematician and write a report on him/her - I only want to do it if I can do the report on Daniel Biss. Daniel? You reading this? Can we set up an interview of some sort? Best wishes!

What I Have Left To Do For My English Course and Why I Am Procrastinating It

1. Write the exam.
2. The art project - I'm mostly not doing this because I'm lazy. I do have an idea and it shouldn't be too hard but... you know, life and stuff is happening and there's no day like tomorrow.
3. The journal - I've sort of done this. Kind of. Meh. I'll work on it on Friday.
4. The Independent Project - It sounds daunting and it is because I have to write another essay on either racism or rites of passage. Again, next week looks free.
5. Course evaluation - Yeah. I'm evaluating as we speak. Or as I type. Whatever.

This may not have been extraordinarily interesting but at least now I have some lists to refer to. That should be nice. See you on the other side of all of this shenanigans.

I nab the hole from Rena

Sometimes I just get this strong urge to blog. Even when I'm at the library and this keyboard is insanely annoying I feel that pull to open up that familar blogging page and spew my thoughts onto the blank white abyss of emptiness. That is just how I feel sometimes. Sometimes I have nothing to say. But guess what? I'm blogging anyway. Not blogging just because you have no actual thoughts to transpose to the internet is so 2002. That is to say it is exceedingly lame.

This keyboard is really pissing my off. You have no idea how long it is taking me to write each of these sentences. Try writing with just two fingers and no functioning spacebar. That's how I feel right at this moment.

Now, for a game from Rena. I shall not use a letter from now one. Let we from now on eliminate that crazy letter between R and T. You know who I'm talking of? Goodbye, letter.

Today... damnit what I am attempting is hard. I feel for you, Rena, I really do. I think I picked the exact letter you picked. I hate the keyboard herewith a large part of my being.

What do you think of this following querry letter hook thingy? (Ye...ah, I'm a huge nerd who already began to think of querrying agent-plural de(letter)pite the fact that I don't have an actual ending that damn I can't think of a word that lackz my forbidden letter. Let we write the ending lackz ending.

(this hook will exclude the rule about the letter we talked of above. I wrote it before now.)

"Clementine, Bella and Ro have not been best friends fprever. Forever is a rather long expanse of time."

Huh? Huh? Catchy, right? I have to go now, but I feel that we have done holething good here today. I am certainlymad enough at this keyboard. I wonder what the librarianplural would do if I yanked it away from the computer and threw it at the wall...

No, I won't. Good idea though.

George Clooney is kind of awesome

I see a lot of movies. And I've realized that I'm such a weeper. Weep is perhaps a bit strong. I'm highly teary. And whenever I think of the I think of Jude Law in The Holiday sitting there crying and it makes me teary again. But I do cry quite easily.

Tonight I went to see Up in the Air (who dictates capitalization, by the way?) and I really liked it. It was totally well done and funny and touching and I feel like all I do lately is gush about movies. Has that become me? Let me just say that I'm not going to start gushing about Sherlock Holmes. That movie was okay.

George Clooney was excellent and Anna Kendrick has come far from her days in Twilight. She wasn't bad in Twilight as Jessica, on the contrary I thought she was one of the better actresses in that whole shenanigins but it seems like a huge leap from Twilight to George Clooney. Does he have an Oscar? Good for her. Anyway, she was really good and deserves all the success she gets.

But yes, I thought it was funny and real and sad. Not predictable exactly, but you could definitely see an outline of where it was going. The ending was sort of happy/sad but in an ambiguous way. There was definitely some character development in there, which I happen to love in a movie.

Before I finish, I wanted to mention, for anyone who is still lacking the knowledge, that I have started up yet another blog and you should read it. Every day. Or maybe just every day that I post something new. Otherwise it's pathetic. But yes, it will be awesome. And that's a semi-promise, as in, I can get out of it if I want. http://girlmeetsliterature.wordpress.com

Yes, I'm trying wordpress. Do I feel like a traitor? No, not at all. I'm just being thorough.

Do you see this, what I'm doing here. I'm writing a blog! And it hasn't even been ONE WEEK since the last one. I just felt like blogging and it's not Sunday or Thursday and I don't want to write at Girl Meets Literature (my new blog which I don't think I've mentioned...) until I find To Kill a Mockingbird and so here I am!

Can I just say that I love my iPod. Seriously, love. I will tell you a story.

There was once a girl named Alex and she was a bit excited by technology. She was the first to convince her mother she needed an iPod and the one to set up computers and be called on for technical support. She loved it, except perhaps for being the person to call on when you had any sort of issues, big or small (that got irritating).

When her mother gave her a sizable sum of money for Christmas, she was happy and thought about what she would do with it. Having no iPod at that moment due to stupid reasons and pocket sizes, she had her heart set on a new one. Particularly, an iPod touch. One day she picked up the Future Shop flier and there it was, on the front page, on sale for $197. She wondered what her mom would say.

For a day or two she thought about it and then brought it up to her mother who was strangely supportive. Bewildered but positively so, Alex went into a state of delirium, super excited. By that night she was in possession of a brand new beautiful iPod touch.

Then came the buyers remorse. Do she really need it? Did she even want it? AAAAHHH! IT was bad. With some help from her sister she was talked out of it. *sigh* It was a huge relief.

And now she's perfectly happy and insanely protective of it. Now all she needs is that Harry Potter Spells App. Mwahaha.

Now I will go and watch The Breakfast Club. Bye.

It's not over yet

It happens to be a brand new year and for a while I have remarked on my general lack of contributing regularly to this blog so new year's intention número uno is to blog more frequently here. This may turn out to be a little more difficult than I can comprehend at this moment seeing as how I have started a new blog in addition to this one and my biweekly gig at Raving Persuasions. Whatever. What is the point of resolutions if not to stretch your time to a bursting point? I'm also going to go to sleep earlier and read more books. Fancy that.

Will you accept it if I just start cataloguing my every thought when I have a spare moment? What is the lowest quality that is okay before you give up on me? I do have the added bonus of my new iPod so I can blog from this tiny little touch screen keyboard whenever the mood strikes me.

I'm so busy. Why do I do this to myself? I keep telling myself that it'll all calm down in February when I finish my English and math courses but it actually won't because I then will be starting my socials and science courses. Oh school, when will you end? What's that? School is speaking to me. It says I will get a respite in June if I'm finished by then but it will never really be over.

On a happier note there are some prospects of travel in my future. There is a possible pilgramage to Disneyland in the next week or, if not then, in the beginning of February. Also, Rachel and I are in talks of a backpacking trip to Europe around my 17th birthday which
may *seem* far away now bit really it's only a year. And a half.