I seem to recall that in other semesters, this last couple weeks was the most frantic part. But for some reason this year it is not so. It seems like half my classes are getting canceled every other day, or they're winding down extremely leisurely. To me this semester has been about two seconds long, so I'm still in the "middle of semester" mentality. I feel like I just got here, but the first step is already almost over. I guess that's what happens when you're living the fast life like me.
So I finally got my hands on some sheet music for a song I actually like (but no one else does, for some reason). I absolutely refuse to pay for sheet music, because on top of the cost of the actual music, there's the cost of printing, which is 10c per page (absolute robbery). So usually I get it for free somewhere, but lately I've been having a hard time finding music that is both free and to my liking. Anyway, the point of all that is to say that I found some music and I've been practicing it a bit and it'll probably be video-ready soonish. Even though I probably won't actually film a video until after Thanksgiving break. I'm not too good with this video thing at the moment.
Tonight I am going to an impromptu Thanksgiving dinner put on by one of the 2nd floor residents, which means that instead of turkey, potatoes, and gravy, we're having microwavable pizza rolls, cookies, and maybe a rotisserie chicken (but only if I bring it, which will depend greatly on how much it costs. I have no idea how much a rotisserie chicken is supposed to cost, do you?). But the spirit of Thanksgiving cheer will be there, so I guess the food part won't really matter.
Tomorrow I'm going to be home later than usual because I have to go to the middle school. I've had to start going on Fridays as well as Monday and Wednesday because I suddenly realized that I wasn't going often enough to get in my thirty hours of observation before the semester ends. You may not know this, but thirty hours in Middle School Time is about three hundred in Normal People (i.e. me) Time. As it is, I'm going to be there through finals week. I am obviously not very good at forethought.
Anyway, see you tomorrow. Peace.
-Amy
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
COLLEGE KIDS ARE LAME! LITERALLY!
Or they will be, once I'm finished with them. If there was a whiteboard somewhere for ME to write on, I would write wonderful things and draw unicorns and rainbows.
I would write awesome quotes from awesome movies, and tell those people whose whiteboard it is that THEY ROCK, even if I don't know them.
Stupid people, with their stupid words.
So, like, you're gonna be here all week and me must make many multiple songs and record. We will be famous soon enough.
So you're gonna be home this weekend and that's super duper beyond awesome. I need to make a list of things for us to do, because we're gonna have a lot of time. a loooot of time.
me madre is fixin' up Josephs old room and it looks niiiiice.
But anyway I have to do school and stuff so we can have free time next week.
I've gotta get on that list too.
Peace out brother.
I would write awesome quotes from awesome movies, and tell those people whose whiteboard it is that THEY ROCK, even if I don't know them.
Stupid people, with their stupid words.
So, like, you're gonna be here all week and me must make many multiple songs and record. We will be famous soon enough.
So you're gonna be home this weekend and that's super duper beyond awesome. I need to make a list of things for us to do, because we're gonna have a lot of time. a loooot of time.
me madre is fixin' up Josephs old room and it looks niiiiice.
But anyway I have to do school and stuff so we can have free time next week.
I've gotta get on that list too.
Peace out brother.
Monday, November 14, 2011
People I Don't Even Know Keep Slandering Me
So hopefully this week will be a little more productive than last week. I can never get anything done when I don't feel good. All I felt like doing the whole week was lying around watching romance dramas, drinking hot chocolate, and feeling sorry for myself. Thank God those days are over! Mostly over.
So about the title of this post, you know how my roommate put up this whiteboard on our door? I'm pretty sure it's some people's goals in life to go around and write something mean/gross/stupid on all the whiteboards, because half the mornings I get up and go to class, someone I don't even know has written something mean about me or Alyssa on there. Stupid college kids. Sometimes it's funny though.
Today I have this stupid presentation to do in Library class. The assignmnts count for almost nothing (but attendance counts for basically everything), so me and my group didn't try very hard on it. It's a good presentation, only I think there are probably things we didn't care to foresee so we'll probably get mixed up when we're up there. It's okay though, because we dressed all professionally for it, so we'll look like we know what we're talking about. And that's what's important!
We just did our presentation. It wasn't too great, but it was okay. At least it's over, right? Right. I'm ready to not be wearing these slacks anymore. I hate my slacks. I think I am going to bring them home next week and narrow the legs a little, because they are as wide as 2003.
-Amy
So about the title of this post, you know how my roommate put up this whiteboard on our door? I'm pretty sure it's some people's goals in life to go around and write something mean/gross/stupid on all the whiteboards, because half the mornings I get up and go to class, someone I don't even know has written something mean about me or Alyssa on there. Stupid college kids. Sometimes it's funny though.
Today I have this stupid presentation to do in Library class. The assignmnts count for almost nothing (but attendance counts for basically everything), so me and my group didn't try very hard on it. It's a good presentation, only I think there are probably things we didn't care to foresee so we'll probably get mixed up when we're up there. It's okay though, because we dressed all professionally for it, so we'll look like we know what we're talking about. And that's what's important!
We just did our presentation. It wasn't too great, but it was okay. At least it's over, right? Right. I'm ready to not be wearing these slacks anymore. I hate my slacks. I think I am going to bring them home next week and narrow the legs a little, because they are as wide as 2003.
-Amy
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Bundling
Now that fall is pretty much just over, I am starting to wear hats. Today I'm wearing one with earflaps, because it's windy. If it gets any colder, I will wear my fuzzy hat with earflaps.
So I pretty much have a lot to say about The Hunger Games (not least the casting choices for the film), but my hands are cold right now so I'll probably just wait until I get home tomorrow. I'm thinking the second book would be a good Christmas present to ourselves (I could buy one half, you could buy the other). Heheh.
So the other night I watched this Thai movie called Raging Phoenix. It was an action movie. I think it kind of had too much of the same kind of action. It got a little boring after a little while. I can only watch a hundred-pound girl beating up thugs with tae kwon do for so long. It was pretty fun though.
This morning my roommate said that she hears me talking in my sleep almost every night. She told me that last night I was going "hahahaha... wow." over and over again in my sleep. I don't know what it's like to hear a sleeping person laugh, but I'd guess it's a little creepy. Sorry, roommate.
Anyway, library class is over so I must away. I decided to try out NaNoWriMo this year. So far I have 4,000 words (on top of the 20,000 I already had). It's going pretty well, I guess. I killed off one of my characters, so that's good.
Keep it classy,
-Amy
So I pretty much have a lot to say about The Hunger Games (not least the casting choices for the film), but my hands are cold right now so I'll probably just wait until I get home tomorrow. I'm thinking the second book would be a good Christmas present to ourselves (I could buy one half, you could buy the other). Heheh.
So the other night I watched this Thai movie called Raging Phoenix. It was an action movie. I think it kind of had too much of the same kind of action. It got a little boring after a little while. I can only watch a hundred-pound girl beating up thugs with tae kwon do for so long. It was pretty fun though.
This morning my roommate said that she hears me talking in my sleep almost every night. She told me that last night I was going "hahahaha... wow." over and over again in my sleep. I don't know what it's like to hear a sleeping person laugh, but I'd guess it's a little creepy. Sorry, roommate.
Anyway, library class is over so I must away. I decided to try out NaNoWriMo this year. So far I have 4,000 words (on top of the 20,000 I already had). It's going pretty well, I guess. I killed off one of my characters, so that's good.
Keep it classy,
-Amy
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I don't even know where to start
By the way, people, this going to be the most spoiler-tastic post, so if you haven't read the hunger games, go read them and then come back and read this, and if you have: enjoy my conflicted feelings.
So, over all, I loved it, it was amazing and I read it in like two days.
But here's what was weird, though out the whole book, and what made it hard to predict what was going to happen:
I couldn't tell where the author or the characters stood, as far as 'morals' go, and I'm not saying that an authors morals carry out into the book, because a lot of times, especially in a book like this, they don't, but I didn't know what kind of standpoint she was taking.
In video games and stuff, theres lots of killing, and its kind of no big deal. Kill the guards, kill the spies, kill the bad guys. Kill everybody. A lot of games are win-by-killing-everyone games, but its not like that translates into real life or anything. I don't think that most people could kill a person. I know its different when you're raised in poverty and you kind of just do what you have to do, and you're used to the horrible horrible games.
I didn't know if Katniss would kill anyone and I didn't know if Peeta would. But most of all, I couldn't tell if they were going to feel anything or regret it, if they did, and I couldn't tell if it would be looked down upon when they got home that they'd just killed a bunch of teenagers.
And there is absolutely no way you could go into something like that and come out in the least bit sane. Even without it being about winning, it would still be almost impossible to live for weeks in that kind of condition, virtually alone, especially with those creepy mutt things.
And I didn't know what could possibly happen in the games, because there could only be one winner, and when the rules were changed it did almost seem a little too perfect.
But back to the storyline.
At first, I loved Peeta. He was like awesome and cool and funny and cool and awesome and funny and nice and SUPER SWEET and cool and all around just the bees knees.
He was nice to her and she was a little standoffish about it, which really annoyed me. I mean, why can't she just accept that some people are just nice.
I don't know, and it really annoyed me that she thought that it was all an act and that he was just trying to get her to open up to him so he could kill her when the games started. Gosh. GOSH.
And then when when he was in the interview and he said all that stuff, I stopped right at the end of that chapter to have dinner, and I was freaking out I was so happy. Like FINALLY! ( actually thought that he was going to say he liked her sister, I don't know why I thought that, but it would also be a real problem. I mean, prim wouldn't accept him if he'd killed her sister, but if he didn't killer her sister, chances were he was going to die, yah?)
And then I read some more and I was like, "what!" So he pretty much admitted that it was all a fake, just to make her more valuable in the games, right? Well, WELL, I TOTALLY believed him when he said he had a crush on her, and then I can't really remember what I thought when he said that it was fake. I mean, I was totally crushed. (crush, crushed. GET IT?? AHHAHAHA)
And then I was devistated all the way until I read that he killed that little girl that made the fire and I was like, "uh huh, there is no way, he haass to be playing" I thought he was playin', but i wasn't sure, and I was just really sad because nothing was working out at all!
And then that whole wasp thing happened, and she was all delirious, and he saaaved her. And I was so happy I jumped around for a couple minutes (I pretty much read this entire book in my room and I can't even tell you the crazy emotional rollercoasters that happened. I did a lot of silent screaming.)
And I knew, I knew. He wasn't playin'. I didn't know that he actually liked her, but I knew that he wasn't all bad, and that he really was that totally sweet bread boy. so sweet.
And then ya-da-ya-da-ya, I didn't know he actually liked her until he was like, dead, and they were like, on the same team. And then I did a lot of this:
"OH MY GOSH KATNISS YOU ARE SO. DUMB. STOOOOOOOPPP BEFORE YOU CRUSH HIS SOUUUUL!!!!"
And I was so sure so. sure. that throughout this whole thing he knew she was totally playing because 1. he told her he was playing, and she knew, and they had this whole compromise thing. 2. he's smart, and he should have picked up on her horrible acting skills. 3. yeah. he should have just known.
So I totally didn't see the end coming and its sad sad sad, and I want the next book NOW.
So, over all, I loved it, it was amazing and I read it in like two days.
But here's what was weird, though out the whole book, and what made it hard to predict what was going to happen:
I couldn't tell where the author or the characters stood, as far as 'morals' go, and I'm not saying that an authors morals carry out into the book, because a lot of times, especially in a book like this, they don't, but I didn't know what kind of standpoint she was taking.
In video games and stuff, theres lots of killing, and its kind of no big deal. Kill the guards, kill the spies, kill the bad guys. Kill everybody. A lot of games are win-by-killing-everyone games, but its not like that translates into real life or anything. I don't think that most people could kill a person. I know its different when you're raised in poverty and you kind of just do what you have to do, and you're used to the horrible horrible games.
I didn't know if Katniss would kill anyone and I didn't know if Peeta would. But most of all, I couldn't tell if they were going to feel anything or regret it, if they did, and I couldn't tell if it would be looked down upon when they got home that they'd just killed a bunch of teenagers.
And there is absolutely no way you could go into something like that and come out in the least bit sane. Even without it being about winning, it would still be almost impossible to live for weeks in that kind of condition, virtually alone, especially with those creepy mutt things.
And I didn't know what could possibly happen in the games, because there could only be one winner, and when the rules were changed it did almost seem a little too perfect.
But back to the storyline.
At first, I loved Peeta. He was like awesome and cool and funny and cool and awesome and funny and nice and SUPER SWEET and cool and all around just the bees knees.
He was nice to her and she was a little standoffish about it, which really annoyed me. I mean, why can't she just accept that some people are just nice.
I don't know, and it really annoyed me that she thought that it was all an act and that he was just trying to get her to open up to him so he could kill her when the games started. Gosh. GOSH.
And then when when he was in the interview and he said all that stuff, I stopped right at the end of that chapter to have dinner, and I was freaking out I was so happy. Like FINALLY! ( actually thought that he was going to say he liked her sister, I don't know why I thought that, but it would also be a real problem. I mean, prim wouldn't accept him if he'd killed her sister, but if he didn't killer her sister, chances were he was going to die, yah?)
And then I read some more and I was like, "what!" So he pretty much admitted that it was all a fake, just to make her more valuable in the games, right? Well, WELL, I TOTALLY believed him when he said he had a crush on her, and then I can't really remember what I thought when he said that it was fake. I mean, I was totally crushed. (crush, crushed. GET IT?? AHHAHAHA)
And then I was devistated all the way until I read that he killed that little girl that made the fire and I was like, "uh huh, there is no way, he haass to be playing" I thought he was playin', but i wasn't sure, and I was just really sad because nothing was working out at all!
And then that whole wasp thing happened, and she was all delirious, and he saaaved her. And I was so happy I jumped around for a couple minutes (I pretty much read this entire book in my room and I can't even tell you the crazy emotional rollercoasters that happened. I did a lot of silent screaming.)
And I knew, I knew. He wasn't playin'. I didn't know that he actually liked her, but I knew that he wasn't all bad, and that he really was that totally sweet bread boy. so sweet.
And then ya-da-ya-da-ya, I didn't know he actually liked her until he was like, dead, and they were like, on the same team. And then I did a lot of this:
"OH MY GOSH KATNISS YOU ARE SO. DUMB. STOOOOOOOPPP BEFORE YOU CRUSH HIS SOUUUUL!!!!"
And I was so sure so. sure. that throughout this whole thing he knew she was totally playing because 1. he told her he was playing, and she knew, and they had this whole compromise thing. 2. he's smart, and he should have picked up on her horrible acting skills. 3. yeah. he should have just known.
So I totally didn't see the end coming and its sad sad sad, and I want the next book NOW.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
Oh.....siiigh.
There's almost nothing worse than reading a book with some awesome awesome character that is totally unappreciated. That's what its like reading The Hunger Games.
And I just looked it up, and Josh Hutcherson is TOTALLY playing Peeta and I am TOTALLY excited about it.
Oh, yeah, sorry I haven't been blogging. I've been busy reading.
I read like the entire Neptunes Son yesterday. I was a little iffy about it at first, but I really liked it because percy was one of the main characters, and it wasn't in first person, and it was nice to have it be about percy from someone elses perspective. Ne was still funny and joke-y and puntastic as always.
The other characters were awesome, and I'll TRY not to give a ton away, but their "curses" or "gifts" or whatever were a LITTLE weird in the beginning. But then it all worked out. Also, I didn't really like how they introduced Nico in the beginning and deceived us into thinking that he wasn't going to be some kind of big character or something.
AND I didn't like how Percy's memory came back gradually. I wanted more anger and annoyance at not being able to remember anything, you know, like, what would actually happen. And I wanted there to be an amazing realization moment when he remembered EVERYTHING.
Also I didn't like how the whole book was pretty much leading up to him and Annabeth being reunited, but then the book ended RIGHT before it, so I KNOW they aren't going to have it in the next book. Ugh, I mean, I waited like 500 pages for that reunion.
And just because Nico wasn't a big character doesn't mean that theres not going to be a rap. You aren't going to get out of beatboxing THAT easily.
But I know what the next book is going to be about and I'm totally PSYCHED.
SO ANYWAY, I'm reading the hunger games. Wow. WOW. WOOOOOW. oh my. Gracious. The whole premise makes me want to hug our country for being so not-horrible.
I hate those fatalistic people, I know you said you're one, and thats probably true, but GOSH. I mean, people are all "Oh yeah, we're all going to get engulfed by the sun, or die via dictation from horrible ruling powers, but heres what I say:
DUDE, we're doing really FREAKING GOOD! We made the atom bomb and there wasn't even any apocalypse. And you dude, back there, bein' all "actually, the depression--" I don't want to hear it. We made it out fine and trees still cover 29 percent of the the dry land!
But I still like reading these crazy post-apocalyptic books. I think its because the thought of starting new and being able to do whatever you wanted as a people is pretty fascinating, even though I've got to say, having teenagers fight to the death for entertainment is kind of one of the last things that I would think of having a post-apocalyptic book be about.
I really like the thought of these mockingjays. When I write a book like that, instead of them breeding birds and birds for spying reasons, I'm going to have them breed birds and horses, and narwhals and horses, so I can have a pretty sweet army of unicorns and pegasi. Wouldn't that be sweet? Yeah, it would.
Anyway, back to reading. See you friday!
There's almost nothing worse than reading a book with some awesome awesome character that is totally unappreciated. That's what its like reading The Hunger Games.
And I just looked it up, and Josh Hutcherson is TOTALLY playing Peeta and I am TOTALLY excited about it.
Oh, yeah, sorry I haven't been blogging. I've been busy reading.
I read like the entire Neptunes Son yesterday. I was a little iffy about it at first, but I really liked it because percy was one of the main characters, and it wasn't in first person, and it was nice to have it be about percy from someone elses perspective. Ne was still funny and joke-y and puntastic as always.
The other characters were awesome, and I'll TRY not to give a ton away, but their "curses" or "gifts" or whatever were a LITTLE weird in the beginning. But then it all worked out. Also, I didn't really like how they introduced Nico in the beginning and deceived us into thinking that he wasn't going to be some kind of big character or something.
AND I didn't like how Percy's memory came back gradually. I wanted more anger and annoyance at not being able to remember anything, you know, like, what would actually happen. And I wanted there to be an amazing realization moment when he remembered EVERYTHING.
Also I didn't like how the whole book was pretty much leading up to him and Annabeth being reunited, but then the book ended RIGHT before it, so I KNOW they aren't going to have it in the next book. Ugh, I mean, I waited like 500 pages for that reunion.
And just because Nico wasn't a big character doesn't mean that theres not going to be a rap. You aren't going to get out of beatboxing THAT easily.
But I know what the next book is going to be about and I'm totally PSYCHED.
SO ANYWAY, I'm reading the hunger games. Wow. WOW. WOOOOOW. oh my. Gracious. The whole premise makes me want to hug our country for being so not-horrible.
I hate those fatalistic people, I know you said you're one, and thats probably true, but GOSH. I mean, people are all "Oh yeah, we're all going to get engulfed by the sun, or die via dictation from horrible ruling powers, but heres what I say:
DUDE, we're doing really FREAKING GOOD! We made the atom bomb and there wasn't even any apocalypse. And you dude, back there, bein' all "actually, the depression--" I don't want to hear it. We made it out fine and trees still cover 29 percent of the the dry land!
But I still like reading these crazy post-apocalyptic books. I think its because the thought of starting new and being able to do whatever you wanted as a people is pretty fascinating, even though I've got to say, having teenagers fight to the death for entertainment is kind of one of the last things that I would think of having a post-apocalyptic book be about.
I really like the thought of these mockingjays. When I write a book like that, instead of them breeding birds and birds for spying reasons, I'm going to have them breed birds and horses, and narwhals and horses, so I can have a pretty sweet army of unicorns and pegasi. Wouldn't that be sweet? Yeah, it would.
Anyway, back to reading. See you friday!
Happy November
It's pretty lonely up in this blog thing! I think I might have to switch it so that it's my Facbook profile on the side.
So I know you resent all the free time I've had lately. I kind of don't like it all that much either after a while because having a lot of free time and not a lot to do in that free time makes me feel lazy and dull-witted. That's pretty much why I've been doing all this stuff like trying to learn Korean and writing and playing piano. It helps me feel industrious. But I decided to up the workload a little next semester, so I'm taking 18 hours instead of just 14. So I'll be pretty busy.
Anyway, one thing I haven't really been doing is making videos. Since I see you every weekend I'm finding it a little hard to find things to talk about. If you have any ideas feel free to toss them my way. I have a couple ideas but we'll see. Video should be out sometime this week.
Yesterday was Halloween. Never has a holiday passed with me so incredibly apathetic about it all around. However, I did wear those fake nails with the cute little ghosts on for the entire day and some people complimented me on them. I also did some laundry, which in itself isn't remarkable except I decided to wash that fuzzy red blanket and it must have been the first time it's really been washed because that thing covered the lint screen in the dryer with an inch-thick layer of red lint. Also the red fuzzies got all over the rest of my clothes. So that's going to take a little while to clean up.
I have a science test in 25 minutes. It's mostly about energy and how we've squandered the world's beauty with our greed for oil. This class is pretty fatalistic if you ask me. I'm a pretty fatalistic person myself, though, so I'm fairly confident that I'll do all right on the test. I have to try extra hard to get good test grades in this class though because the teacher doesn't take attendance and to be quite honest, usually my ticket to a certain A is good attendance (teachers love the people who are there every day).
Anyway I'll see you later.
-Amy
So I know you resent all the free time I've had lately. I kind of don't like it all that much either after a while because having a lot of free time and not a lot to do in that free time makes me feel lazy and dull-witted. That's pretty much why I've been doing all this stuff like trying to learn Korean and writing and playing piano. It helps me feel industrious. But I decided to up the workload a little next semester, so I'm taking 18 hours instead of just 14. So I'll be pretty busy.
Anyway, one thing I haven't really been doing is making videos. Since I see you every weekend I'm finding it a little hard to find things to talk about. If you have any ideas feel free to toss them my way. I have a couple ideas but we'll see. Video should be out sometime this week.
Yesterday was Halloween. Never has a holiday passed with me so incredibly apathetic about it all around. However, I did wear those fake nails with the cute little ghosts on for the entire day and some people complimented me on them. I also did some laundry, which in itself isn't remarkable except I decided to wash that fuzzy red blanket and it must have been the first time it's really been washed because that thing covered the lint screen in the dryer with an inch-thick layer of red lint. Also the red fuzzies got all over the rest of my clothes. So that's going to take a little while to clean up.
I have a science test in 25 minutes. It's mostly about energy and how we've squandered the world's beauty with our greed for oil. This class is pretty fatalistic if you ask me. I'm a pretty fatalistic person myself, though, so I'm fairly confident that I'll do all right on the test. I have to try extra hard to get good test grades in this class though because the teacher doesn't take attendance and to be quite honest, usually my ticket to a certain A is good attendance (teachers love the people who are there every day).
Anyway I'll see you later.
-Amy
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