yes, I am adding to the surplus of Born This Way quotes that have been all over the universe for the past 48 hours. I listened to Born This Way for the 1st time last night, and I was instantly blown away. I like Lady Gaga but usually it takes me a while to really start enjoying her songs, but....WOW this was something else. It came out Friday and it sort of already feels like a classic, y'know? that's astonishing.
this song and my getting lost on Simon Neil's tumblr are probably why I've done no homework and tomorrow will be hell. Biffy clyro are playing to a bunch of fans in Boston tomorrow, only I am too young to be one of them. it's so not fair. luckily, Tim Minchin in less than four months! and, V lineup announced in sixteen days! and stuff like that!
I loooooove Bify Clyro, I just remembered. well I never really forgot but you know I've been listening to too much La Roux and LCD Soundsystem lately too notice. Those two groups do lovely stuff, believe it or not. I can't stop listening to Drunk Girls by LCD Soundsystem. I've known and liked the song since it came out(April) so why I've decided to become particularly attached to it now, I'm not quite sure. My album birthday list is growing fast...and I still haven't listened to all my Christmas stuff yet. I'm bad. I cannot stop listening to Klaxons too--Echoes is quite good. It puts what little I know of Myths of The Near Future to shame. plus, Elbow just released a song a week ago. and, it's taking me way longer to get into it than their for other stuff, but Elbow have been around for almost 15 years and I like every single one of their songs, so I think it's unlikely they'll fail me now. argh, not long until the new album out. everything Guy Garvey does is to die for.
yeah, I didn't mean to start rambling about music tonight.
I'm doing a World Civ project where we have to compare a European renaissance man and an Islanic Empire renaissance man and I actually love it. I have a habit of falling for subjects of projects. I'm comparing Abu Nadr al-Farabi and Nicholas of Cusa. I felt like looking for philosophers that day, I don't really know why. I guess a lot of people were after artists and I wouldn't to do something a little bit different. al-Farabi was pretty awesome, he did more or less everything, wrote hundreds of books, and spoke loads of languages. he was a genius. Nicholas of Cusa was too--he wrote a book called De Docta Ignorantia('Of Learned Ignorance') where he's talking about how knowledge is good but we're all inherently ignorant and the human mind can never fully comprehend the universe and nothing can be totally proven and everything we learn is relative to the simplistic things we already know. He was a Cardinal. He was, by today's standards, an agnostic theist. Also, he had some pantheistic views and his idea of heaven was one of a unison of all good people of all religions. All of this was kind of extraordinary for his time. I really want to buy Of Learned Ignorance now but it's more than likely I won't understand half of what's being said. Hell, some online summaries are even a bit of a stretch for my feeble literary comprehension. Also I want to get into Plato, because both of my renaissance men(and also everyone I came across in research) were kinda obsessed with him, but the same issue of comprehension presents itself. anyway, for all I love this stuff(and really, I do adore it all) it loses its appeal a bit late at night, like tonight, when I still need to research. and I need to type everything up by Monday, ugh, hell.
and an English essay! We have to do some awful essay about comparing heroes in stories we've read. I did my planning really late Thursday so everything I'm gonna write will be even more terrible than usual. on friday the teacher made us write our theses anonymously on the board then she went round and everyone critiqued them. this is something I've seen done before in this school system, and I don't really understand. there's this idea that the moment a name disappears from some work, the writer behind it disappears. in other words, the critics can be complete assholes about whatever's written(teacher included!). For a few theses, some people's reaction was to openly laugh at them. What?! How is that okay?! There's someone in the room who's most likely feeling awful about their writing now, and just because you don't know who that is, does not make them feel any better. I find it quite disgusting, actually. Luckily mine didn't cause laughter, but it was far from good, too. I think the teacher grimaced? Hmm. And I know some of the kids who were being the most cruel about this; they're hardly T S Eliot. this whole experience has put me off this class and this essay, of which I have a first draft due Monday. it's horrible.
and I have to start a health project soon...well, two. 1st one's a time capsule, that's easy and interesting for someone who seems absolutely obsessed with themself, and is. finding a hero in health is more problematic, simply because I don't have any. at least, none that I think would be appropriate for this project. sigh again.
Even though tomorrow's gonna be Homework Hell, I'm gonna see True Grit and I'm so excited.
I've only got one week until February vacation, which will contain the bulk of my celebration of Peter Doherty Appreciation Month(yeah, this is still happening), mainly by watching the Peter Doherty Arena documentary, the music video to Fuck Forever, and that really weird video on YouTube where he's with Amy Winehouse and some day-old baby mice.(the last one's really worth a watch, actually). oh yeah, February is also a bit Radiohead-ish for me, more pop-y and electronic Radiohead though, and I need to get into Kid A nowish.
also, Tokion had better release a new issue now or I am not going to be happy.
anyway, that's about all that's going on for me right, just thought I should write it here...
night
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
I Have A Spanish Quiz Tomorrow.
hi.
And I have a Science test Friday. Dear Impulse; please start making sincerely. Sincerely, me.
As for Spanish it doesn't matter one bit if I study, I'm screwed. it is a VERBAL quiz. I can do written stuff easily. I actually love writing for Spanish and that's actually just one part of my growing love for languages, but talking out loud I cannot do. Spanish accents are impossible. I mean, impossEEbleh. Plus, people talk too fast. I can understand if given five seconds to mull it over. We're supposed to learn fifteen questions and their answers, but it's 8:30 and I do not have time for all that. Oh shoot.
Today I had the easiest Geometry quiz of the year. Guess what; it included proofs. And I prevailed regardless. it rocks because proofs have finally stopped sucking.
It's very saddening that i don't have time to actually put my heart into my blogs anymore. The only downside of high school, right there. They suck your soul out of you but in a way that means everything else seems totally fine. Maybe I will get used to it. But I had to reshcedule my guitar lesson to Monday and I had a slight panic that day because I was SO close to having to redo my entire geometry project, and I had a ton of random homework yesterday, and I had piano today and so much studying. Jesus Christ. I'm so tired. Whenever I read lately I nearly fall asleep no matter how good the book is.
Dear NME; Two updates of Ten Songs You Have to Wear This Week in one week? Good lord, you're in a good mood aren't you? Sincerely, me. PS; get Simon Neil at the top of that Cool List or you'll have me to hear from, kay?
Today in Geometry someone wrote a poem on the desk next to me. It wasn't anyone in my class. I find it fascinating when people write stuff on public surfaces. Bridges, the bathroom walls of Barnes and Noble, geometry desks, whatever. Not an especially good poem but it was fascinating. My teacher had to drag the Calculus teacher that teaches first block to shift through tests to find the culprit. I whizzed through proofs and ate candy corn. This class is actually very cool. We start a new unit tomorrow, and I will miss being shouted at to be louder, somehow, by my group.
Oh Jesus, just remembered, I'm, presenting my bridge project tomorrow. Need to review that. I'm 6th to present. ie unavoidable. Now I'm really upset about it!
My gym teacher is annoyed because I'm not doing anything. It's odd because I never did anything before. Like I said last time, we're doing adventure courses that aren't mandatory, but you're supposed to earn 10 points by helping out. Climbing 5 points, spotting 2, holding the ladder 2, helping with harnesses 1, all that. I got five today although I really deserved one. What's the point of being forced to put on a harness? I will never know. Mine didn't fit me. She says I need to help out...but...no...I'm not. It's super pretentious bs, that class. If my class weren't so occasionally lovely I would hate it.
I'm going to a Halloween party Friday and I can't wait. Still need to establish my pre-Florence plans for Halloween night. I'm far too sentimental to want to miss Halloween entirely.
"Jeremy, there are many things I would do for you, but scraping a hole out of the wintery earth with my bare hands to bury a dog you ran over, is not one of them". Oh Peep Show, how I love you.
So, here's an interesting thing that's happening. There's this guy at school who wont leave me alone. it is in no way a likelike(haha)thing. he just thinks I'm lonely, thinks we're friends, pesters me the whole time. He went to my middle school. He's this super left-winged Love And Peace idiot and it drives me mad. Also, he's so optimistic it makes me want to scream. LET ME BE STRESSED, OKAY? Plus, he asks questions relentlessly. Normally I don't really have problems with you interrupting me reading to ask me something, but not every time you see me reading just for the sake of asking! Who does that? I have two classes, lunch, the bus, and most mornings with him and if someone genuinely annoys you, this can suck. I'm SUCH a bitch, I know, for being so rude to him, but like, he's driving me mad. Plus, I'm not the most outgoing person in the party, so if anyone spends that much time with me I'm liking to be one big ball of frustration. Let alone someone I am growing to hate. What's a back-stabbing teenage girl to do?
When it comes down to it, studying comes first. Bye guys. :D
And I have a Science test Friday. Dear Impulse; please start making sincerely. Sincerely, me.
As for Spanish it doesn't matter one bit if I study, I'm screwed. it is a VERBAL quiz. I can do written stuff easily. I actually love writing for Spanish and that's actually just one part of my growing love for languages, but talking out loud I cannot do. Spanish accents are impossible. I mean, impossEEbleh. Plus, people talk too fast. I can understand if given five seconds to mull it over. We're supposed to learn fifteen questions and their answers, but it's 8:30 and I do not have time for all that. Oh shoot.
Today I had the easiest Geometry quiz of the year. Guess what; it included proofs. And I prevailed regardless. it rocks because proofs have finally stopped sucking.
It's very saddening that i don't have time to actually put my heart into my blogs anymore. The only downside of high school, right there. They suck your soul out of you but in a way that means everything else seems totally fine. Maybe I will get used to it. But I had to reshcedule my guitar lesson to Monday and I had a slight panic that day because I was SO close to having to redo my entire geometry project, and I had a ton of random homework yesterday, and I had piano today and so much studying. Jesus Christ. I'm so tired. Whenever I read lately I nearly fall asleep no matter how good the book is.
Dear NME; Two updates of Ten Songs You Have to Wear This Week in one week? Good lord, you're in a good mood aren't you? Sincerely, me. PS; get Simon Neil at the top of that Cool List or you'll have me to hear from, kay?
Today in Geometry someone wrote a poem on the desk next to me. It wasn't anyone in my class. I find it fascinating when people write stuff on public surfaces. Bridges, the bathroom walls of Barnes and Noble, geometry desks, whatever. Not an especially good poem but it was fascinating. My teacher had to drag the Calculus teacher that teaches first block to shift through tests to find the culprit. I whizzed through proofs and ate candy corn. This class is actually very cool. We start a new unit tomorrow, and I will miss being shouted at to be louder, somehow, by my group.
Oh Jesus, just remembered, I'm, presenting my bridge project tomorrow. Need to review that. I'm 6th to present. ie unavoidable. Now I'm really upset about it!
My gym teacher is annoyed because I'm not doing anything. It's odd because I never did anything before. Like I said last time, we're doing adventure courses that aren't mandatory, but you're supposed to earn 10 points by helping out. Climbing 5 points, spotting 2, holding the ladder 2, helping with harnesses 1, all that. I got five today although I really deserved one. What's the point of being forced to put on a harness? I will never know. Mine didn't fit me. She says I need to help out...but...no...I'm not. It's super pretentious bs, that class. If my class weren't so occasionally lovely I would hate it.
I'm going to a Halloween party Friday and I can't wait. Still need to establish my pre-Florence plans for Halloween night. I'm far too sentimental to want to miss Halloween entirely.
"Jeremy, there are many things I would do for you, but scraping a hole out of the wintery earth with my bare hands to bury a dog you ran over, is not one of them". Oh Peep Show, how I love you.
So, here's an interesting thing that's happening. There's this guy at school who wont leave me alone. it is in no way a likelike(haha)thing. he just thinks I'm lonely, thinks we're friends, pesters me the whole time. He went to my middle school. He's this super left-winged Love And Peace idiot and it drives me mad. Also, he's so optimistic it makes me want to scream. LET ME BE STRESSED, OKAY? Plus, he asks questions relentlessly. Normally I don't really have problems with you interrupting me reading to ask me something, but not every time you see me reading just for the sake of asking! Who does that? I have two classes, lunch, the bus, and most mornings with him and if someone genuinely annoys you, this can suck. I'm SUCH a bitch, I know, for being so rude to him, but like, he's driving me mad. Plus, I'm not the most outgoing person in the party, so if anyone spends that much time with me I'm liking to be one big ball of frustration. Let alone someone I am growing to hate. What's a back-stabbing teenage girl to do?
When it comes down to it, studying comes first. Bye guys. :D
Sunday, October 17, 2010
My God I Love Biffy Clyro
Hi.
Dear Self; Stop spending forty five minutes several times a day gawking over Biffy Clyro vids. The Biff rock and Simon's hot but yeah...enough is enough.
This weekend I did homework. More or less, that is it. I was doing my homework until midnight on Friday, through Saturday morning I did homework with a quick break for a teleconference chat with my entire extended family for my grandmother's birthday(awkward and stressful and nerve wracking? um. yeah.) then I did homework through the afternoon, then I went to the mall for three hours with some friends and bought a book and a smoothie and looked at weird/creepy/trashy things in Spencers, then I came back, then I had dinner, then I did homework then I went to bed. Then I woke up then I did homework then I had lunch then I did homework then I went to Staples to buy pens then I came home then I did homework then I watched a crap movie then I came on here.
My weekend, ladies and gentlemen. you didn't need to know this but who cares?
I've been working on bridges and Newton's laws. Two projects in a weekend? It is madness. This morning while writing about inertia I was reminded of a Prodigy song--Their Law. Fuck 'em and their law. Rather appropriate at that point. my bridge is the Akashi Kaikyo bridge--longest suspension bridge in the world--and the internet and the world is totally oblivious to this. Like, there was no information. It does not exist.
I really wish school would stop wasting my weekends. Monday through Friday is whatever, but these two days? no. They're mine. To be fair I did get assigned the bridge thing on Tuesday. shouldn't have left it until now.
I need to buy Infinity Land by the Biff. I do miss Biffy. I'm trying to work out I've they've sold out or not. Part of me wants to say no because the songs are catchy and fun and require talent. And they still like to run around shirtless and collect abstract tattoos and swear inappropriately in interviews and think they're Nirvana or whatever. But part of me looks at Simon's orange skinny jeans, their short hair, and the God And Satan music video and feels more than a little let down. Oh boys. What happened?
Just say you know, my brain does sort of break into impromptu rambles about Biffy Clyro on a regular basis. If this does not appeal to you, I suggest you leave this blog.
As for school this week, Spanish is super easy and we spent the whole week preparing raps(my group spent the entire time giggling about the word "puse") and then failed hopelessly at the performance. Geometry is easy too and we got to eat cake for no reason on Friday and all we're talking about is triangles. I was convinced I was gonna fail a quiz, and then it was straightforward. In Science we're talking about Newton's Third Law and momentum. Enough said. In Gym on Tuesday we had to move our entire gym class over a 12ft wall. I did it but I was pretty easy to get over and I'm not scared of heights and I'm so weak willed that if someone tells me to be pulled over a giant wall, then I will end up doing just that. Thursday Gym was fun. it was these sort of catwalks forty feet in the air. Obviously they can't make you do that so I ended up being around a group of girls who relentlessly threw acorns at each other.
What sucks is that starting tomorrow you're supposed to help. They've some system of collecting points by helping out. You're supposed to get ten points because they need to avoid people sitting there and, y'know, throwing acorns at each other. If you don't get your points then you didn't participate enough. I don't know how strongly they will actually enforce this rule but apparently I will be getting a zero. 'cause I am not doing anything. I'm just not.
I've finally gotten around to listening to Brandon's album. it's rather good. I love Only The Young. Nice synth work, dude.
I just realised that the new season of Peep Show begins on the day of the Brandon concert. Oh dear! Brandon I love your music. Mark Corrigan I love your brain. What's a girl to do? Well obviously I payed like forty dollars for that concert so I choose Brandon...but still....it's not fair.
I think I'm addicted to run on sentences. I think it was supposed to be ironic at first. It certainly isn't anymore. The thing with irony is that a.)behind every ironic action there is definitely some non-irony and b.)if you become too hooked on it the irony becomes irony no more. see, it's weird like that.
Oh dear. I apologise there isn't much to say. I think I might read the NME then watch Shooting Stars then go to bed.
Tragic how nothing ever happens, right?
anyway. Bye bye.
Dear Self; Stop spending forty five minutes several times a day gawking over Biffy Clyro vids. The Biff rock and Simon's hot but yeah...enough is enough.
This weekend I did homework. More or less, that is it. I was doing my homework until midnight on Friday, through Saturday morning I did homework with a quick break for a teleconference chat with my entire extended family for my grandmother's birthday(awkward and stressful and nerve wracking? um. yeah.) then I did homework through the afternoon, then I went to the mall for three hours with some friends and bought a book and a smoothie and looked at weird/creepy/trashy things in Spencers, then I came back, then I had dinner, then I did homework then I went to bed. Then I woke up then I did homework then I had lunch then I did homework then I went to Staples to buy pens then I came home then I did homework then I watched a crap movie then I came on here.
My weekend, ladies and gentlemen. you didn't need to know this but who cares?
I've been working on bridges and Newton's laws. Two projects in a weekend? It is madness. This morning while writing about inertia I was reminded of a Prodigy song--Their Law. Fuck 'em and their law. Rather appropriate at that point. my bridge is the Akashi Kaikyo bridge--longest suspension bridge in the world--and the internet and the world is totally oblivious to this. Like, there was no information. It does not exist.
I really wish school would stop wasting my weekends. Monday through Friday is whatever, but these two days? no. They're mine. To be fair I did get assigned the bridge thing on Tuesday. shouldn't have left it until now.
I need to buy Infinity Land by the Biff. I do miss Biffy. I'm trying to work out I've they've sold out or not. Part of me wants to say no because the songs are catchy and fun and require talent. And they still like to run around shirtless and collect abstract tattoos and swear inappropriately in interviews and think they're Nirvana or whatever. But part of me looks at Simon's orange skinny jeans, their short hair, and the God And Satan music video and feels more than a little let down. Oh boys. What happened?
Just say you know, my brain does sort of break into impromptu rambles about Biffy Clyro on a regular basis. If this does not appeal to you, I suggest you leave this blog.
As for school this week, Spanish is super easy and we spent the whole week preparing raps(my group spent the entire time giggling about the word "puse") and then failed hopelessly at the performance. Geometry is easy too and we got to eat cake for no reason on Friday and all we're talking about is triangles. I was convinced I was gonna fail a quiz, and then it was straightforward. In Science we're talking about Newton's Third Law and momentum. Enough said. In Gym on Tuesday we had to move our entire gym class over a 12ft wall. I did it but I was pretty easy to get over and I'm not scared of heights and I'm so weak willed that if someone tells me to be pulled over a giant wall, then I will end up doing just that. Thursday Gym was fun. it was these sort of catwalks forty feet in the air. Obviously they can't make you do that so I ended up being around a group of girls who relentlessly threw acorns at each other.
What sucks is that starting tomorrow you're supposed to help. They've some system of collecting points by helping out. You're supposed to get ten points because they need to avoid people sitting there and, y'know, throwing acorns at each other. If you don't get your points then you didn't participate enough. I don't know how strongly they will actually enforce this rule but apparently I will be getting a zero. 'cause I am not doing anything. I'm just not.
I've finally gotten around to listening to Brandon's album. it's rather good. I love Only The Young. Nice synth work, dude.
I just realised that the new season of Peep Show begins on the day of the Brandon concert. Oh dear! Brandon I love your music. Mark Corrigan I love your brain. What's a girl to do? Well obviously I payed like forty dollars for that concert so I choose Brandon...but still....it's not fair.
I think I'm addicted to run on sentences. I think it was supposed to be ironic at first. It certainly isn't anymore. The thing with irony is that a.)behind every ironic action there is definitely some non-irony and b.)if you become too hooked on it the irony becomes irony no more. see, it's weird like that.
Oh dear. I apologise there isn't much to say. I think I might read the NME then watch Shooting Stars then go to bed.
Tragic how nothing ever happens, right?
anyway. Bye bye.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Homework Has Made Me Go Peep Show Cold Turkey(Almost)!
Hello.
You know what I miss? Being bored. Having time. Doing nothing. All of that. I'm having a particularly difficult time with homework lately, I'm not sure why. Yes, everyone is sort of struggling with keeping up with its enormous amount, but I in particular seem to be having problems. In terms of time, especially. Okay, so I do sort of do homework on and off during the day, but still, it's not that bad and I started at 2:55, finished at about eight oclock. And I had study hall today! This. Is. Madness. In fact, forget that, this is unhealthy and ridiculous. Perhaps it's the fault of the classes. I could go into an easier class...but I don't think my self esteem could forgive me. It sounds silly but I couldn't live with that.
And this is why I'm on the verge of tears, losing my mind, panicking, and half considering giving up entirely. I cannot do this.
Hell, guess what, I was having a panic after I'd finished my HW, and my mum knows of my new obsession and how indulging it would help me feel better, she was like "Okay, we can watch an episode of Peep Show later". And do you know what I said? I said "I don't think I have time, but maybe". Becuse that is the truth. And when I, who can average four or five episodes of this show on a day on a weekend, cannot fit in one episode on a weekday because of homework, then you know something has gone seriously wrong. and it's very sad. I miss my daily Mark Corrigan fix. But more I miss the knowledge that that fix is a given--depdent on nothing.
Right now I'm gonna blog on both(both as in plural, yes--www.mykingdomforonelastdance.blogspot.com) blogs and listen to The National's High Violet with my big headphones. and it will help. I'm not exactly sure what Matt Berninger is singing about a lot of the time, but all I know is he seems pretty down, too, and he is a baritone so it is very comforting.
The ironic thing is, I may hate school when I'm a t home, but I like it when I'm there. Actually, I like it a lot. In some ways the classes are killing whatever self confidence I had before, but today I brought my iPod on the bus, I read my book in the both vile and relaxing experience that is lunch and my lunch table, only got slightly bored in physical science, found geometry moved easily and fast, and Spanish isn't half bad. I like the classes. It's kinda testing my introvetrtedness but it's easy to fight back, and waking up is a pain, but it pays off. I quite like my teachers. And study hall or gym at the end of the day. it's good. The only thing I'm seriously worried for is Wednesday without study hall, when I have piano, and I don't know what I'll do.
I have had no time for piano and I feel very upset, because I was moving so well with it last year. I can only blog some days. I can't spend time finding new bands online. I haven't had the chance to draw all week. I haven't done guitar in forever. Some days I can't even read. In these afternoons, I am a bt miserable.
Oh, I am a whiny teenager, aren't I?
Anyway, it doesn't help to have a crap week because I had such an amazingly relaxing weekend. Saturday I went to the mall with my family and Natalie's friend. It was mostly for the friend but the mall is the only thing of a very commercial nature(except some of the onternet, I suppose) that I can stomach right now and I haven't been in a while and it was really fun. I looked around the clothes shops but didn't buy. On an other note, it's getting weirder and weirder, mainstream fashion, sort of. Also, while I will never forgive FYE for not having Libs or Babyshambles or Peter Doherty(a February '10 obsession, FYI), I do give them credit for Jonsi and Freelance Whales. I've only had the chance for FW so far but what I've heard is profoundly beautiful. Give me twee lyrics any day, I don't care! Wire my heart to your synthesizers please. Your music is so beautiful. Also, I got a smoothie and got out of the house. Oh, and on Monday me and my mom went fruit picking I can't beleieve I don't do it more, it's one of my favorite activites, I guess you could say. it's great being out in the summer sun, picking rasberries, looking under peach trees, and then we got icecream and the farm is so...farmlike and so absolutely folksy and lovely. I'm in love with that place. The sun says it's still summer--so, in my book, it is.
One thing I've mixed feelings on. Could the stores please stop saying it's autumn? Because it. is. not. autumn. yet. I don't like autumn that much. Okay, I suppose there's something stunning and hypnotic about the leaves, halloween, the nice weather, fruit picking again, goingfor walks, all of that. Autumn was amazing for me last year. actually, what am I saying, I love autumn. Love it. But it's not summer. Only I can see something as beautiful as autumn and think "everything is...dying", right? It's just I can seriously barely handle the winter I hate it so much and from January, February, to March, I don't know what I'll do. it's a good thing it's only September.
The only other news is that I've spent the week opposing the common 21st century idea of 'feminism'. I really wanna discuss it so much but I'm done here. I haave organge juice, music, and the internet. In 8th grade I would say time to kill--now I would say time to savor. I hope next time I write here I'm in a better mood.
Until then!
- Naomi
You know what I miss? Being bored. Having time. Doing nothing. All of that. I'm having a particularly difficult time with homework lately, I'm not sure why. Yes, everyone is sort of struggling with keeping up with its enormous amount, but I in particular seem to be having problems. In terms of time, especially. Okay, so I do sort of do homework on and off during the day, but still, it's not that bad and I started at 2:55, finished at about eight oclock. And I had study hall today! This. Is. Madness. In fact, forget that, this is unhealthy and ridiculous. Perhaps it's the fault of the classes. I could go into an easier class...but I don't think my self esteem could forgive me. It sounds silly but I couldn't live with that.
And this is why I'm on the verge of tears, losing my mind, panicking, and half considering giving up entirely. I cannot do this.
Hell, guess what, I was having a panic after I'd finished my HW, and my mum knows of my new obsession and how indulging it would help me feel better, she was like "Okay, we can watch an episode of Peep Show later". And do you know what I said? I said "I don't think I have time, but maybe". Becuse that is the truth. And when I, who can average four or five episodes of this show on a day on a weekend, cannot fit in one episode on a weekday because of homework, then you know something has gone seriously wrong. and it's very sad. I miss my daily Mark Corrigan fix. But more I miss the knowledge that that fix is a given--depdent on nothing.
Right now I'm gonna blog on both(both as in plural, yes--www.mykingdomforonelastdance.blogspot.com) blogs and listen to The National's High Violet with my big headphones. and it will help. I'm not exactly sure what Matt Berninger is singing about a lot of the time, but all I know is he seems pretty down, too, and he is a baritone so it is very comforting.
The ironic thing is, I may hate school when I'm a t home, but I like it when I'm there. Actually, I like it a lot. In some ways the classes are killing whatever self confidence I had before, but today I brought my iPod on the bus, I read my book in the both vile and relaxing experience that is lunch and my lunch table, only got slightly bored in physical science, found geometry moved easily and fast, and Spanish isn't half bad. I like the classes. It's kinda testing my introvetrtedness but it's easy to fight back, and waking up is a pain, but it pays off. I quite like my teachers. And study hall or gym at the end of the day. it's good. The only thing I'm seriously worried for is Wednesday without study hall, when I have piano, and I don't know what I'll do.
I have had no time for piano and I feel very upset, because I was moving so well with it last year. I can only blog some days. I can't spend time finding new bands online. I haven't had the chance to draw all week. I haven't done guitar in forever. Some days I can't even read. In these afternoons, I am a bt miserable.
Oh, I am a whiny teenager, aren't I?
Anyway, it doesn't help to have a crap week because I had such an amazingly relaxing weekend. Saturday I went to the mall with my family and Natalie's friend. It was mostly for the friend but the mall is the only thing of a very commercial nature(except some of the onternet, I suppose) that I can stomach right now and I haven't been in a while and it was really fun. I looked around the clothes shops but didn't buy. On an other note, it's getting weirder and weirder, mainstream fashion, sort of. Also, while I will never forgive FYE for not having Libs or Babyshambles or Peter Doherty(a February '10 obsession, FYI), I do give them credit for Jonsi and Freelance Whales. I've only had the chance for FW so far but what I've heard is profoundly beautiful. Give me twee lyrics any day, I don't care! Wire my heart to your synthesizers please. Your music is so beautiful. Also, I got a smoothie and got out of the house. Oh, and on Monday me and my mom went fruit picking I can't beleieve I don't do it more, it's one of my favorite activites, I guess you could say. it's great being out in the summer sun, picking rasberries, looking under peach trees, and then we got icecream and the farm is so...farmlike and so absolutely folksy and lovely. I'm in love with that place. The sun says it's still summer--so, in my book, it is.
One thing I've mixed feelings on. Could the stores please stop saying it's autumn? Because it. is. not. autumn. yet. I don't like autumn that much. Okay, I suppose there's something stunning and hypnotic about the leaves, halloween, the nice weather, fruit picking again, goingfor walks, all of that. Autumn was amazing for me last year. actually, what am I saying, I love autumn. Love it. But it's not summer. Only I can see something as beautiful as autumn and think "everything is...dying", right? It's just I can seriously barely handle the winter I hate it so much and from January, February, to March, I don't know what I'll do. it's a good thing it's only September.
The only other news is that I've spent the week opposing the common 21st century idea of 'feminism'. I really wanna discuss it so much but I'm done here. I haave organge juice, music, and the internet. In 8th grade I would say time to kill--now I would say time to savor. I hope next time I write here I'm in a better mood.
Until then!
- Naomi
Friday, September 3, 2010
I'm Tireeeeeed.
Hello,
I'm a little out of it right now. For some reason for the last few days I haven't been too bad getting up for school and going to bed and things. And I don't think I'm jet lagged anymore, I don't feel it anyway. And then two hours ago I just kinda collapsed on the sofa I was so tired and feel asleep for two hours. I know it's very cool as a teenager to have silly sleeping schedules, but I am not liking this. I had so much to do tonight! That's two hours gone! It doesn't even feel like anything at the moment, I have a headache and I'm so exhausted, I dont have a chance to catch up on my reading, start my music blog, watch Peep Show again, go exploring the bands in the pages of the NME, or something. I'm really upset now. I used to love my nine to twelve Internet time followed by one episode of something on TV. But I just don't think I can make it. But what can I do? Ugh.
While day one was great, I've been definitely having a case of Second Album Syndrome with the last two. First off, on the subject of homework, I am most definitely not a happy camper. Monday was pretty bad, Tuesday was something else. I was struggling with math quite a lot at first, and I had to study for Spanish and I had science a little bit, and I needed to go get some more paper(mostly just to get out of the house, admittedly, although I spent most of the time outside the house in a panic). I got into the I'm So Stupid thing which is inconvenient and frustrating while doing homework but also wastes a good amount of time. I literally didn't have time for anything else that day. Maybe like a half hour to an hour online, that's it. There comes a point, surely, where the amount of homework one has becomes not only annoying, but unhealthy, right? If I didn't have time to do anything I liked...that can't be right, can it? How can anyone do this? How does anyone make it through high school alive? The work load is killing me right now.
I have two friends on the bus, and one of them is in my Physical Science, Spanish, and lunch with me. And don't get me wrong I like him, but I'm missing the independence that for me came with middle school in that I wasn't followed around by someone half the day. I've spent so much of the last few days talking to him or someone in the hallway, and frankly it's driving me a bit crazy. I'm excited for this weekend just so I can be to myself at last. Gaaaah. I'll bring my iPod on Tuesday(long weekend, woo). I'm sick of being talked to for the moment. I brought my book in to lunch today. It was worth it. Lunch feels long in high school, but of course it isn't.
I'm a little out of it right now. For some reason for the last few days I haven't been too bad getting up for school and going to bed and things. And I don't think I'm jet lagged anymore, I don't feel it anyway. And then two hours ago I just kinda collapsed on the sofa I was so tired and feel asleep for two hours. I know it's very cool as a teenager to have silly sleeping schedules, but I am not liking this. I had so much to do tonight! That's two hours gone! It doesn't even feel like anything at the moment, I have a headache and I'm so exhausted, I dont have a chance to catch up on my reading, start my music blog, watch Peep Show again, go exploring the bands in the pages of the NME, or something. I'm really upset now. I used to love my nine to twelve Internet time followed by one episode of something on TV. But I just don't think I can make it. But what can I do? Ugh.
While day one was great, I've been definitely having a case of Second Album Syndrome with the last two. First off, on the subject of homework, I am most definitely not a happy camper. Monday was pretty bad, Tuesday was something else. I was struggling with math quite a lot at first, and I had to study for Spanish and I had science a little bit, and I needed to go get some more paper(mostly just to get out of the house, admittedly, although I spent most of the time outside the house in a panic). I got into the I'm So Stupid thing which is inconvenient and frustrating while doing homework but also wastes a good amount of time. I literally didn't have time for anything else that day. Maybe like a half hour to an hour online, that's it. There comes a point, surely, where the amount of homework one has becomes not only annoying, but unhealthy, right? If I didn't have time to do anything I liked...that can't be right, can it? How can anyone do this? How does anyone make it through high school alive? The work load is killing me right now.
I have two friends on the bus, and one of them is in my Physical Science, Spanish, and lunch with me. And don't get me wrong I like him, but I'm missing the independence that for me came with middle school in that I wasn't followed around by someone half the day. I've spent so much of the last few days talking to him or someone in the hallway, and frankly it's driving me a bit crazy. I'm excited for this weekend just so I can be to myself at last. Gaaaah. I'll bring my iPod on Tuesday(long weekend, woo). I'm sick of being talked to for the moment. I brought my book in to lunch today. It was worth it. Lunch feels long in high school, but of course it isn't.
OH WAIT. Just so you know, while I like Blogspot, it can be unbearably annoying sometimes. Like last night, where as you recall I was fighting to urge to collapse at my keyboard, I finally wrote out the damn post, and then Blogspot decided to save only to here. Silly Blogspot. Maybe it was a sign--it's 8 in the morning now and it's finally the weekend! Also, I'm not so tired anymore. So hello again!
Anyway I finally found the short route to Geometry yesterday! Finally! I finally understand this place. Classes are same old. Science isn't that interesting but I'm actually keeping up at the moment and geometry isn't that boring for Geometry. Notice how the combination of physical science, geometry, Spanish, and gym is pure, pure evil. I dislike my Spanish class a lot and I don't get to sit where I want anymore but I'm not struggling as much as I thought i would. I had a quiz yesterday on some basic stuff and I didn't do great(hey--no time to study!), but at the same time, I didn't completely fail either. the middle ground is where it's best to be, right?
I've always dreaded gym, because all I've ever known is dreading gym. But the high school gym we have isn't that bad. Mostly because it isn't gym, admittedly, but still. Yesterday we walked round the ropes course they have out there. It's nice that they have such a thing, but no, I will not be using it if I can avoid it. that stuff stresses me. It will not stress me as much as middle school volleyball, but it stresses me nonetheless. Afterwards we played some get to know you games that involved talking to people and that was that. Also, big moment for me, I had my first proper conversation with someone not from my school. okay, so a conversation for me probably isn't a conversation for you, but it was a moment nonetheless. She said her school was full of stupid people and she likes music. Um, kinda sounds exactly like me. She's in my study too. It should be fun.
Earl was supposed to go by where I live. No show! I wanted apocalyptic dramatic weather! Not fair!
Also, what are your opinions on the background? It's my belief that summer is decided by weather not by school so technically it's still summer and I needed something summery. it's either that or the brown one with birds. obviously that'd fit in with the title more, but who knows? The background fits in with how I feel right now--relaxed, summery, happy, happy to be doing nothing whatsoever. Happy happy happy. I've no plans for the weekend yet. Beach maybe. Today I'm probably going out for yet more CDs. FREELANCE WHALES, PLEASE. The question is, will anywhere sell them? I'm guessing no but it's worth a shot. I think my sister will have a friend round too. I just need to get out of the house. I haven't been anywhere for recreation since we got back, and I'm a bit bored.
So until another jumbled, horrendously bad blog post. See ya, world!
- Naomi
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
It's Day One and I "Have No Time To Be Writing This"
Hello.
No seriously. I really don't have time. Like, I'm still running on GMT so my head thinks it's sort of 2:30 in the morning rather than 9:30 and I'll be falling asleep at my keyboard pretty soon so I need to go to bed, but I can't because I'm on a specific reading schedule because I want to read 50 books a year, and I'm about three days behind. And, I've convinced myself, stupidly, that I need to blog here. But when a highschooler says they don't have time to be writing this, it's a hundred times more convincing than a middle schooler saying it. And I am not a middle schooler anymore. So yes, i get away with minor excuses!
the bus ride wasn't so bad. Waking up was okay, with time to spare. I'm friends with two people on my bus. Our bus driver complains how he isn't getting payed for the driving somehow. I still had like 30 minutes to spare once I got there and I didn't wanna waste time at my locker that day so I hung out in the hallway which felt tantalizingly independent. physical Science was right by my friend's ,ocker so me and my other friend went in there. We were early and got talking to a girl inf front of us until the rest of the class dribbled in. I knew a few people. Not looking very promising, though, in terms of people who I might actually like. The same group of boys in American Eagle outfits and girls in short-shorts and tanktops. Judgemental, yeah, but it's a pretty efficient way of sorting people out. my teacher seems a little abrasive, but nice enough. Her class will be the hardest, no question, I've heard some accusations of 'btichyness' floating around. But it's all good. We pretty much got ourselves assigned seats, went over lunches, rules, regulations, how the school works, grading, all that good stuff etcetera and then we were divided into groups to build towers out of straws and paper clips. it's the sort of thing I've been doing in Engineering for the past two years endlessly and I absolutely loathe it. god, I hope the whole class isn't like that. I was the one who twiddled her thumbs because I couldn't care less about these towers, while my two assigned partners helped built. It didn't stand up. my friend has a spectacularly stupid design that came in second place, haha!
Second block was shorter, Geometry. Took a sort of accidental detour around the building to look for it and wandered into the wrong class because it wasn't labelled properly, but found it eventually. have one sort of friend, two other people from my middle school, and a few friends of friends. the teacher seems friendly, if hardgoing. She's really into the online stuff, which sucks because I forgot to activate mine the day before. But no matter. We had a short block, Thank God, and she just went over the basic rules, assigned us a little bit of homework, and went over some math terms. Spanish was waaaay easier to find. I was one of the first there. Just me and one other friend. I'm sorta hating my class right now, full of Sophomores who don't give a damn and obnoxious boys, frankly. Not promising. The teacher was nice and she did speak in English--some don't--and was very friendly and everything. We went over some All About You and then I had lunch--middle lunch--and they had pizza and turns out I got a good lunch. My Spanish friend, one other good friend, and at least three or four acquaintances. We ate lunch quickly and didn't have much else to do, so we wandered around the building which was cool and then went back to finish Spanish where we went over some verbs, rules, and question words for 40 minutes. Then it was a long route down to Project Challenge, or Gym That Isn't Actually Gym. it's one of those corny self-esteem building things that I hate. However, I hate actual gym more, much much more, so it all works out in the end. I knew six or seven people there, though I'm not really friends with anyone. they talked about the kinda team building stuff, two teachers, one kinda loud and annoying, the other quieter and friendly. We were split into groups of two and given trick question quizzes for a while. My partner was nicer than I expected, smart too. In the end we got 13 out of 25 and came third out of the whole class. to be fair, I had seen several of those before and I already knew the answers. that was, somehow, pretty much it as far as that class went. I was on 1st floor so getting back to the bus was easy.
And, well, that is pretty much high school until January-Februaery time for me. Except study hall tomorrow. Oooh, I have no expectations of study hall. I finally got my homework done, although today I had to have my first piano lesson since July and go get school supplies. the piano lesson went great. I'd forgotten a little, but overall I think I caught up pretty quickly. Next week I'm getting a book io simple classical pieces. She seemed unsure of me wanting to learn classical on piano, although it would strike me as a popular thing for pianists. But hey, I learn that or, like, Keane and the former is obviously more fun to play. And yeah, I tried to be quick with supply shopping but it did take some time out of the day which was kinda frustrating, and I've pretty much had to work almost nonstop since. It'll be easier for me tomorrow because I have more time. And I can actually reda. I don't know I'll have time right now.
I had a great day. For some reason I thought the school was kinda great, in the way that it's big and independent and they don't act like they care about you as an individual. Just the way I like things. Oh, the freedom!
Not much else to report, I suppose. I'm not really missing England yet. it won't start till i start to hate school, I suspect. Give it a few weeks. That being said, today is NME Day and it's sad I can't get it anymore. Grrr. I have a love-hate relationship with the NME, no question. Also there's stuff like the TV I miss. Oh yeah, I'm in a Peep Show phaze. Gotta love Mark. Really, I do. I've never seen a fictional character more like me and it rocks and sucks at the same time! I need to load all my CDs to iTunes soon. Also, I need the Freelance Whales CD which came out like a week ago, and I feel like getting the Arcade Fire for the sake of it. it seems like the sort thing you need to listen to in the whole record form to understand you know?
Anyway. Bye for now!
- Naomi
No seriously. I really don't have time. Like, I'm still running on GMT so my head thinks it's sort of 2:30 in the morning rather than 9:30 and I'll be falling asleep at my keyboard pretty soon so I need to go to bed, but I can't because I'm on a specific reading schedule because I want to read 50 books a year, and I'm about three days behind. And, I've convinced myself, stupidly, that I need to blog here. But when a highschooler says they don't have time to be writing this, it's a hundred times more convincing than a middle schooler saying it. And I am not a middle schooler anymore. So yes, i get away with minor excuses!
the bus ride wasn't so bad. Waking up was okay, with time to spare. I'm friends with two people on my bus. Our bus driver complains how he isn't getting payed for the driving somehow. I still had like 30 minutes to spare once I got there and I didn't wanna waste time at my locker that day so I hung out in the hallway which felt tantalizingly independent. physical Science was right by my friend's ,ocker so me and my other friend went in there. We were early and got talking to a girl inf front of us until the rest of the class dribbled in. I knew a few people. Not looking very promising, though, in terms of people who I might actually like. The same group of boys in American Eagle outfits and girls in short-shorts and tanktops. Judgemental, yeah, but it's a pretty efficient way of sorting people out. my teacher seems a little abrasive, but nice enough. Her class will be the hardest, no question, I've heard some accusations of 'btichyness' floating around. But it's all good. We pretty much got ourselves assigned seats, went over lunches, rules, regulations, how the school works, grading, all that good stuff etcetera and then we were divided into groups to build towers out of straws and paper clips. it's the sort of thing I've been doing in Engineering for the past two years endlessly and I absolutely loathe it. god, I hope the whole class isn't like that. I was the one who twiddled her thumbs because I couldn't care less about these towers, while my two assigned partners helped built. It didn't stand up. my friend has a spectacularly stupid design that came in second place, haha!
Second block was shorter, Geometry. Took a sort of accidental detour around the building to look for it and wandered into the wrong class because it wasn't labelled properly, but found it eventually. have one sort of friend, two other people from my middle school, and a few friends of friends. the teacher seems friendly, if hardgoing. She's really into the online stuff, which sucks because I forgot to activate mine the day before. But no matter. We had a short block, Thank God, and she just went over the basic rules, assigned us a little bit of homework, and went over some math terms. Spanish was waaaay easier to find. I was one of the first there. Just me and one other friend. I'm sorta hating my class right now, full of Sophomores who don't give a damn and obnoxious boys, frankly. Not promising. The teacher was nice and she did speak in English--some don't--and was very friendly and everything. We went over some All About You and then I had lunch--middle lunch--and they had pizza and turns out I got a good lunch. My Spanish friend, one other good friend, and at least three or four acquaintances. We ate lunch quickly and didn't have much else to do, so we wandered around the building which was cool and then went back to finish Spanish where we went over some verbs, rules, and question words for 40 minutes. Then it was a long route down to Project Challenge, or Gym That Isn't Actually Gym. it's one of those corny self-esteem building things that I hate. However, I hate actual gym more, much much more, so it all works out in the end. I knew six or seven people there, though I'm not really friends with anyone. they talked about the kinda team building stuff, two teachers, one kinda loud and annoying, the other quieter and friendly. We were split into groups of two and given trick question quizzes for a while. My partner was nicer than I expected, smart too. In the end we got 13 out of 25 and came third out of the whole class. to be fair, I had seen several of those before and I already knew the answers. that was, somehow, pretty much it as far as that class went. I was on 1st floor so getting back to the bus was easy.
And, well, that is pretty much high school until January-Februaery time for me. Except study hall tomorrow. Oooh, I have no expectations of study hall. I finally got my homework done, although today I had to have my first piano lesson since July and go get school supplies. the piano lesson went great. I'd forgotten a little, but overall I think I caught up pretty quickly. Next week I'm getting a book io simple classical pieces. She seemed unsure of me wanting to learn classical on piano, although it would strike me as a popular thing for pianists. But hey, I learn that or, like, Keane and the former is obviously more fun to play. And yeah, I tried to be quick with supply shopping but it did take some time out of the day which was kinda frustrating, and I've pretty much had to work almost nonstop since. It'll be easier for me tomorrow because I have more time. And I can actually reda. I don't know I'll have time right now.
I had a great day. For some reason I thought the school was kinda great, in the way that it's big and independent and they don't act like they care about you as an individual. Just the way I like things. Oh, the freedom!
Not much else to report, I suppose. I'm not really missing England yet. it won't start till i start to hate school, I suspect. Give it a few weeks. That being said, today is NME Day and it's sad I can't get it anymore. Grrr. I have a love-hate relationship with the NME, no question. Also there's stuff like the TV I miss. Oh yeah, I'm in a Peep Show phaze. Gotta love Mark. Really, I do. I've never seen a fictional character more like me and it rocks and sucks at the same time! I need to load all my CDs to iTunes soon. Also, I need the Freelance Whales CD which came out like a week ago, and I feel like getting the Arcade Fire for the sake of it. it seems like the sort thing you need to listen to in the whole record form to understand you know?
Anyway. Bye for now!
- Naomi
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