… “you and I somehow, can’t see eye-to-eye together, I always knew that you were better.”
Anthony and I are going to discuss creationism vs. evolution. And you know which side I am on. This is going to be interesting. But he might back out (I gave him the option… you know how people can be about religion.) … He will be proven wrong. *chikapow*
Categories: godlessness
… ” I really wish it was only me and you, I’m jealous of everybody in the room.”
gosh, this blink kick is not going to end. At least it resumed after my whole thing with.. Uh, that band. xD
Today I made:
- lemon curd
- chocolate dipping sauce (what will I use it for? I have no freaking clue.)
- fettuccine (nope, haven’t gotten bored with it yet.)
And you know what’s rad? Online tetris. Be addicted. I have been. My eyes burn.
… “Landing on a runway in Chicago, the land of all my dreams, I never thought I’d see California or know what’s in between.”
I think I messed that up. I listened to (dare I say it) TTTYG last night… And I’d say they are much better pre-IOH. Or FUTCT. Uh. I’ve given up way too much of my pride in saying so. That’s why I used acronyms. Now you know.
My punishment has been lifted. And when I asked why, my parents told me “it is obviously not working.” that was good. Except when they added this:
“If you don’t get your AR points by the end of the year, next year, you will be homeschooled.”
Is it just me, or is that a tad bit severe? / totally blowing it out of proportion?? Yeah.
So of course, I’ve been cooking all day. Lemon curd is my new love. Actually, lemons in general are my new love. But mom and dad are tired of all the lemon things I’m cooking, so I might make some chocolate souffle later. It’ll be swt. I think I need a pocketbook. If I write down all the cool stuff I think about, I think it’ll accentuate my awesomeness. Or just make me feel cool.
… “There’s never any place for someone like me to be totally happy, some things never do change.”
I’ll just make clear- I do not believe in aliens but I do believe in other life forms throughout the universe. The world we live in was created accidentally- I think it could happen. Thus, the link about space aliens. Okay, not aliens. But still, that’s pretty darned cool.
Categories: Amanda being silly. Or just herself. · links
… “and you’re everywhere, you don’t care much for interviews… It’s hard to wave goodbye from airplanes when I just don’t think that you can see.”
The softball game was okay. We stayed for two hours. Uh. WE WENT TO IKEA! it was swt. I’ll write more later at a time when I should be awake.
Categories: family outings
… “So can I stare as you ascend the stairs? And now are you aware that I fell into your eyes at first sight?”
Really, I’m on this blink kick and I cannot get out of it. And you know what made me lol (besides using an acronym within a sentence?)? This did.
Oh, dear god, even reading it now as I post it.. So freaking awesome. Almost as good? Maayybe.
Laurie’s really sick- and I feel really bad for her! She’s never sick! She may have allergies, but she is never sick to the point that she has to go home for it. *weeps* It’s so weird because Laurie is never in this state of plain uncomfortable-ness. She’s always either on the scale of “cheer up!” or “I really don’t care.”, so when she’s moved enough to go home (and you see the look on her face), you really feel it!
And you know, I’ll say this without any kind of humiliation whatsoever. He said that, with my name included. And I’ll take it out of context so it’ll mean something more, much more than what I will ever mean to him. And a while after he looked at me, although I’m sure he wasn’t sure of it. I’ll tell you something- it was a nice moment to just be there. What’s even better is that I can label it, just to enhance the memory. With every other cliche quote that has to do with it. Because for some reason, it’s not as cliche as I thought it was before.
“And I think that tonight I will sneak into your house and I’ll sing songs and wake you up and I’ll take you blindfolded dancing onto bridges. And you’ll say you don’t to be with me because no one ever does and no one ever thinks of me that way but I will even drive you home if you never let me forget about you. And if you promise me that I’m good enough for someone because I’ve got to be good enough for you, and someday soon I’ll get it right and then you’ll see just how good I can be, so don’t ask me about forever because right now I’m feeling lost.”
Gah! I’ve been wanting to say this forever but have never found the right time…
… “I hope you know you’re my favorite thing about the west coast.” (TSL, ftw.) … Has almost the same effect as “You’re what makes New England so great!” (BN, ftw.) I need to have plans this weekend. I DO!
Categories: absolute angst · band news · links
… “Please don’t hint that you’re capable of lies.”
Oh, wow, I have not listened to that song in forever. Mostly because it is a radio single and everybody knows it.. *shudder*
Today was not that bad, but I came home and felt exhausted. I do not know why in particular, but every day that passes makes me more and more exhausted. The sad thing is, I’ve hardly had homework for days. I realized that it is getting so much warmer. I actually fulfilled the first part of the compound word “sweatshirt” while wearing it. Hmm. What’s pretty bad is that I believe my parents will taser me if I go near my sewing machine (bonus round of my punishment.) so, I cannot make anything new. I could wear my skirts from last year. If only my legs were not as lily-white.
I love F. Scott Fitzgerald. The way he writes so cleverly.. Oh! Sure, I can write cleverly on occasion (it helps my wonderful cynicism/sarcasm) but he can pull it off a hundred percent of the time. I should post some quotes on here, because he writes spectacularly. I feel more or less, pitiful.
At lunch, third period PE was walking by and he was too… For one reason or another, I tell Lorren whatever is on my mind without any remorse. So I told her. If I were to type what was said, I would be pretty darned embarrassed, so I’ll stop here.
Cody is such a d****, really. You know what he told me?
“You hate mainstream music because people like it.”
I could have kicked him in the crotch. I hate it when people say that. How can he possibly know that?! He only thinks that because Riza told him. Sure, I love Riza, but I f****** hate it when she says things like that. She only says that because Katie Klions said that. I dislike her for that reason. Oh, the possibilities.
1. I like bands that other people like. Of course bands have more than one fan, idiot.
2. According to your statement, the bands that I do like are not mainstream, and in order to make it so, I would not want other people to like the bands I like. If I did not want other people to like the bands that I like, then why did I give Riza that mixtape for Christmas? Or Allie for her birthday?
3. You are an idiot to induce that idea from one example. A poor one at that. No, I don’t like P!ATD. You know why? Because they suck. No, I do not like My Chemical Romance. You know why? I hate it when people scream at me for no reason. No, I do not like Fall Out Boy. You know why? Because they are way too overhyped and quite honestly, they are not that great. Suck it.
4. I do like some mainstream bands. I like Blink. I have never denied that. I like Motion City. I have never denied that, either. I like Jack’s. There.
5. Go die.
… You spend ten minutes on a project and are proud of it.
Categories: Amanda being silly. Or just herself.
… “at least she knows she’s pretty… The moon is shining now and shadows are what’s left of all the noise, simple silhouttes and cut-outs, as if we had a choice.”
I’m currently procrastinating from the busy-work that I was assigned for food science. I hate that class with a passion, oh, I hate it so much. The teacher does not know anything (for the love of FSM- yeast dies if it is exposed to really hot water! GAH! -dies-)
I am also procrastinating from reading Animal Farm. I have a few pages to go. I was assigned a role, but I have no idea as to what my role is suppose to do (Lorren: “Who are we role-playing with?!” XD) and I’ll probably get whipped tomorrow (or slapped on the hand, whichever the teacher prefers) because it is not prepared. /sarcasm.
And you know what made me laugh? The online ghetto for Christians. No, I’m not ****ting you. But yes. Thank you, PZ Myers, for making the only atheist feel at home. =D About three percent of the US population considers themselves non-religious. Compare that to the eighty five percent in Sweden. I want to live in Sweden. They have really sweet bread there, too. And really fancy fabric. And people are supposed to be really happy there. And people pay really high taxes… *shudder* I’m getting out of school this Wednesday. Swt. To go to Seattle. Also swt. To go to a softball game. Uh.
Categories: godlessness · links · school
… “And if it feels like your heart’s dried up, I can relate to that.”
We went to McChord today. Uh, yeah.
I’m trying to find ways to enrich my life. I know this sounds really cliche/stupid/what have you, but I think I need some kind of simplification. I feel happy already, I’m just trying to see how far I can go.
The WASL was very annoying but I got it over with. The Science WASL was the only part that I found thoroughly difficult because there was tons of things I didn’t know (this IS the tenth grade WASL.) but I have always felt this way after taking the science WASL and I have managed to be above average every time. Next week I will have study periods and, from what I hear, there will be little to nothing to do during this time. Teagan and Daniella bought coloring books just for study hall- this gave me a pretty good idea as to what study hall is going to be like. I have hardly had any study halls because I have been testing, so I’ll see how it goes.
And my dear object of my affections.. This is getting worse, already. If he but knew. … And I think he’s starting to like me. Uh. Okay, I’m very sure he likes me. Is it wrong to go a completely different route to get to the car (that saves no time whatsoever) in order to avoid him? If only I were this lucky to have captured the heart of the boy that I truly desire, this quickly.
The universe > Me.
I’m grounded from cooking. Considering the fact that my mother does not provide me food and I am forced to provide food for myself, I think I’m going to starve to death. So one can logically deduce that my punishment from not doing AR is starvation. Thanks.
Dear god, there’s a whole thread about BN’s show in Austin last night. It’s pathetic. despite the fact that Jesse could have been this rude to their crowd- I couldn’t care less. That’s pretty bad. But here’s my justification- I liked them before TDAGARIM. So, there.
Even worse- people use the term “lol-apalooza” as internet slang. Yeah, that made me laugh, too. What’s even better is: - roflcopter - roflcalypse - roflgator There are more. Lots more. I’ll keep you updated as I encounter such things.
Oooh! And you know what’s rad? Be amazed. GAH! Ikea! Have my babies! But anyways, on a more professional note…
Dear you:
It’s terrible how we know each other this well and yet I can hardly remember your face. Or even your voice, which was so familiar a few years ago. And we cling to each other like best friends do, making it so apparent to the world, and even though we never have such difficulties lately, or even in a long while, I can’t help but feel *just a little* far away from you, while I speak to you about such close things. And can you tell that I lied when I said I will ignore him? You know me that well and have seen me in such circumstances so many times before that I couldn’t imagine how you can let it pass without question.
But what can you expect when we hang out with two different stereotypes? And when people can hardly believe or expect our claim of favoritism? And when we may be in the same room but the magnets repel and we attend to other people? And I am very aware that your clock runs faster than mine. It always has. And I know you have made attempts to welcome me into your ambition and on the way, help me get considered by those who determine. And I suppose this friendship stands out because of how it has progressed to such high status in this short of a time. We hardly even knew each other, and a month later we selected each other as “the best”.
But we went through alot together within that month, and very soon after, with such fighting that teenage girls ensue. Those months in which the silence was magnified because of the people we were surrounded with… Were very difficult. For me, because it seemed like you didn’t care. So I tried to look like I didn’t care. I was halfway out of my mind because I wasn’t aware of the label I would be given just a few months later. We managed to get through it. I cannot imagine how different my life would be now if we hadn’t resumed. The movie of my life, the most important part, you’ve seen.
And although me and her have been friends longer, she has never seen me in the different aspects that you have. You have seen me cry over tragedy. Obsess over a boy that I will never have. And the boy that I did have (though, that was short lived.) You’ve seen me frustrated. You’ve seen me cry over stress. You’ve heard me cry over failure. You’ve even seen me cry out of anticipation and excitement. And when I’m feeling incredibly silly, you were there, too. And when I was emulating the other and becoming such a strange person, relating everything to mythological creatures and every other random thing one can think, you were there, too. You’ve heard my intense sarcasm. And I could guess that you would manage to separate the my two different selves, no? The actress that I become as I am around those I try to impress? And the somewhat real me that only seems to come out when the last bell rings? (End of letter)
You know what else is rad? Atheism blogs. Now I feel like I’m normal. And not living in a world of illogical worshippers. Okay, that was a little offensive. But I’ll have you know, the next time someone says “god-hater”, I will bring that up (along with a flaming plastic spoon. You get a cookie if you understood that inside joke.)
You know what’s even radder? Things that make you giggle. No, I’m not that mean- it’s the part at the bottom with the pictures of the puppies!! Oh, dude, reason number whatever for the whole god thing: (Quote from pharyngula) “So why is it so difficult to stop a man from mutilating his adolescent son’s genitals against his will? Oh, right - because it’s religion. It’s OK if God tells you to do it. “Morality” means an invisible imaginary man in your head gives you permission. Religions have spent millennia confusing ethics with obedience, and this kind of nonsense is the result.”
Could not have said that better myself, PZ Myers. PZ Myers->have my babies! On a more professional note… Atheists are rad. And I’m an atheist. So what does that mean? Yes. I’m rad. Swt.
Categories: critique · friends · godlessness · letters to nobody · links · thought provoking
… “Because after all, we’re all we’ve got.”
God just does not exist. It just doesn’t. Why can’t the world see this? It annoys me to death. I’ll give you some good reasons. And I’ll be as blunt as I can.
1. Who would be ridiculous enough to believe that a person made the world? If there were such a person, where would that person come from? Sure, apparently this person is super-duper, but what would cause that person to appear? Another super duper person? (And, if you are wondering, the world was created by accident and certainly not led by the hand of this mythological creature named, “God”.)
2. Believing in this deity has led to trouble. a. Humans have sacrificed other humans out of hopes of getting on this deity’s good side. b. Humans have tortured other humans because they have “demons in their heads” (headaches.) (and really, if god really existed, why would god instill this thought within these people?!) c. Humans take advantage of other people’s gullibility and molest little boys.
3. God = created out of peoples’ selfishness and greed (is that not what heaven is for? Out of hopes of being repaid for the crap you had to deal with while you were alive?), peoples’ need for revenge, for lack of a better word (It is easier to deal with bad things that happen when you think that the person who inflicted this upon you, are going to *you know where* as a result.) I’ll write more later.
Categories: godlessness · links
… “She took a break for the summer, so she can find lovers, she thinks lovers are of bottles of wine.”
Another quick entry, guys, sorry. - Went to the doctor/psychiatrist today - WASL’d. Science WASL = the death of me. - yesterday we went outside and took pictures for digitools. There.
Categories: school
…” I can’t believe that there is nowhere you can go.”
Quick recap of the day:
- The decodaquote from the newspaper is now my obsession and today I could not figure it out. It was eating away at my soul.
- I stabbed myself in the hand with a pencil and it drew blood. Nobody else was around so I wept.
- Study hall periods are lame when the teachers actually care.
- I’m really getting tired of having to walk on eggshells whenever she is around.
- I made lemon curd.
Categories: uber short entries
… “Pictures only prove you can’t convince, and now I wish those photographs could convince you that what we had would only turn out a negative.”
Uh. When your friend who is completely aware of your crush on somebody and she is all over him and you are fortunate enough to witness the event yourself.. It leaves you a bit flustered. A few weeks ago, I would have seen this as a stupid situation. I hate that I cannot see that now. Whatever- I’ll just keep my emotions out of it. I can just ignore her for a little while. And him. Actually, he’s not much to blame. In my normal state of mind, I would blame him. But she was the one who sent, and did not receive. She’s promiscuous in the first place- it also does not help that she has been incredibly abusive to me lately, which, of course, is conveniently highlighted because of this. It hurts. I am so guilty of confirmation bias right now. As you can tell, I really need to remove this rosy-colored vision. I saw this as so much simpler a few weeks ago.
What makes it even worse (for me, not her, actually. Another case of confirmation bias, maybe? I’m going in circles here, confirming my confirmation bias and then confirming what I feel.) is that she is really desperate right now. Really desperate. It does not help that she tried to kiss him. Yes. I was around- she can’t defend herself with that. I’m not going to bring it up to her- it will not help our current state of affairs. It will only worsen our already weak bond. My whole mindset and belief of this situation contradicts everything I have believed for the past year. Everything. What’s worse is, like most people- I hate contradiction.
I feel just a little, like Javert right now:
Javert is so obsessed with enforcing society’s laws and morals that he does not realize he is living by mistaken assumptions -a tragic and ironic flaw in a man who believes so strongly in enforcing what he believes is right. Javert’s flaw, however, is that he never stops to question whether the laws themselves are just. In his mind, a man is guilty when the law declares him so. When Valjean finally gives Javert irrefutable proof that a man is not necessarily evil just because the law says he is, Javert is incapable of reconciling this new knowledge with his beliefs. He commits suicide, plagued by the thought that he may be living a dishonorable life. True to Javert’s nature, he makes this decision not with any emotional hysterics, but rather with a cool determination. Although he is a man of logic, he is impassioned about his work.
Maybe this whole psychology deal is not working that well for me, in the sense that I keep labeling my reactions and thoughts with all this psychology slang and I analyze it to the very bit, which seems to confuse me more.
I am only behaving this way because there was a slight chance that he’s interested in me, which, evolutionarily speaking- of course I would decide to like him soon after, because I need to grasp any chance that I can to reproduce. The event could not have even happened- it could be a false memory, which I would not be aware of. Or maybe I embellished the memory of the first supposed courtship to align with my hopes.
And she is very unstable right now, and is flirting with any guy that she can because she believes that her well-being depends on if she possesses someone. Or, if she can just have some fun. That is still no excuse to flirt with your friend’s crush. It’s not. I have been very unstable this year for various reasons and I could have gone out and gotten some. And really, there are people who were owned at the time that I would not have minded having intimate relations with. But I didn’t. I can reason this out as many ways as I can, finally “decide” to think one way or another, but it does not change much. Why does my brain have to be so plastic to the things that it experiences?!
I got a book all about FSMism. Needless to say- I was laughing while I read it. I want to buy this book, it is brilliant. An unrelated quote for you:
“Dawkins (and the rest of us on that team) sucks in short-term aspects of framing: persuading the uninterested, uneducated and more-or-less-religious folks to get on the right side of science-related political issues of the day.”
Categories: absolute angst · godlessness · nerdiness
… “It’s funny when you find the words to say you find no reply.”
The practice math WASL is so laughable.
“Barbara has some friends over at her house after school. Her friends really like her new calculator and ask to borrow it.”
… I just stopped reading after that part. Today has been all right. I talked to… Yeah. This morning. You know, I’m pretty darned pathetic. This new-found red badge of courage seems to be working well for me to an extent- because I manage to strike up conversation pretty quickly. I’m pathetic because I find any excuse to talk to him. Okay, not any excuse, but still. I’m also pathetic because I ignored every word he said, and just paid attention to his existence and his momentary devotion. I suck.
I told Daniella this after, just not as cleverly. I think he may have heard me. But it wouldn’t matter much if he did. We are pretty distant from each other now, I doubt that he thinks enough of me to begin to ignore me if he did overhear what I said. And the other temporary “distraction”… I have little to no more romantic feelings towards him now. But that is a variable. I hate having crushes on boys who are friends with lots of girls.
Dear you:
I hate how your flaws just don’t count. And I really can’t get over it because they will probably never become that significant to me. If you but knew! I admire you more than you will ever know. More than what everybody else tells you- because I am your biggest fan. My voice screams while I think about this. Turning it over and over while inspecting it for clues is not helping much either. You stole a glance from me, uncalled for but not unnoticed. It doesn’t mean much, I can’t even see it as an event that actually happened so I will not feel bad later when I take back the words.
This is really damaging to my psyche.
In spanish, I presented my project. It wasn’t as bad as I expected, but I did feel a rush before I started doing it. And of course, there was the lapse in the middle of the presentation when I couldn’t pronounce half of the words coming out of my mouth. But other than that, I managed to be cute, which seemed to work out in the end. It always does =D
Food science is nothing but busy work, really. We went to the library and I got to talk to Mary most of the time. Which was pretty sweet.
Categories: Amanda being silly. Or just herself. · absolute angst · big life events · letters to nobody · school
… “It’s just another day for you and me in paradise.”
I just spent the last two hours making trifle. Because I had to make angel food cake first. Which I messed up because the very last part of the instructions, I didn’t read because it was on the next line on the page. It was perfect until that part. Whatever- it’s all cut up and in the trifle and I am dying to eat it, but I think it has forty more minutes left in the fridge.
Overall, this day was not as productive as it was yesterday, but so be it. I studied math. At least I managed to understand what is going on in 9.4 (dear god, I tried typing that but because there’s some weirdo in my house who keeps unlocking number lock, it kept going page up.) because the book is stupid (or maybe, I am.) and it did not help me at all. The book was made in the nineties when graphing calculators were considered a luxury (actually, they still are.) and considering the fact that 9.4 is all about graphing, “Look it up in the manual of your programmable graphing calculator or of the computer application for more information” is not helpful at all.
“Let’s see who’s up on the screen, no one I know is more depressing than me, or should I say the two of us because after all, we’re all we’ve got.”
Shelley has been pretty… Off lately. Actually, I’ll just come out and say it- her moods are so topsy turvy- but she is never on the positive end of the spectrum. And quite honestly, she’s been pretty abusive towards me lately. I’ve never had a really close relationship with her because of that. What I mean is, if she’s having problems, she takes it out on her friends. I understand it to an extent, but I think it’s better if we stay at a distance. Don’t get me wrong- she is a wonderful person and when she’s not having a dilemma of sorts, she’s awesome. She is one of the best people that I know because we can get along so well and we think alike. This will pass, hopefully, and I really wish I could take back these words. Technically, I could. But I feel that nobody really reads this, so there. Life is great, and I appreciate it so much, but the guilt that I feel from how selfish I consider myself to have behaved is pretty overwhelming. Ironic. I suppose one can never truly reach a level of ecstasy and satisfaction for a long period of time.
Ehh. I’ll finish that list of top ten songs that I never really liked.
6. The Lights and Buzz- Jack’s Mannequin (Pretty darned bad. The lyrics are okay, but the whole song is very morbid. It goes against the feel of Everything in Transit, and thus, the whole feel you get from the band since EIT is their only record (And no, I’m not an idiot, I know that The Lights and Buzz was not released on EIT.)
7. Marry Me/ Ode to Serotonin/ Dopesick Couples on the Lower East Side - Nightmare of You (Marry Me and Ode to Serotonin are pretty much the same. Are they not?)
8. Break Up Day Song/ Greg’s Last Day/ The Drama Summer- The Starting Line Gah! That’s my last attempt at this list thing.
And no, I’m not scene because I updated so much this weekend. I am just grounded. So there. I would be in front of the television right now if I had the option.
And I think I have a new syn. Taste -> touch, maybe. Because the angel food cake that I put in my trifle makes me feel, oddly enough.. Like I’m being suffocated. It’s not as bad as it sounds, really, I just can’t find another way to say so. I think I wrote about the taste ->touch thing a few months ago, so I guess it’s not as new as I thought.
Categories: Amanda being silly. Or just herself. · links · lists · synesthesia
… “Say something sweet… I am aware, I’ve been misled, I disconnect my heart, my head. I don’t want to recognize when things go bad.”
I spent the afternoon sewing a shirt for myself, and guess what?! I’ll actually wear it. Because the fabric I got was actually knit, and not an interlock (which is way too thick for my tastes. It’s good for winter but not for spring) All I need to do now is fix the collar, because it is pretty darned big. But it’s a quick fix, so I’ll wear it if I have stuff to coordinate with it. Because it’s light pink. Like, easter pink. I love the way it fits, though. So it’s really really spring if I start sewing! XD And when I’m in the mood to sew, I feel extremely nostalgic (believe it or not, I associate sewing with the music I listen to while doing so) and I have to listen to Jack’s. Or Cartel. It sucks how just last year, Cartel was not mainstream at all.
Oh, dude! I was looking on my blog to find an entry where I said that nobody likes Cartel. Didn’t find it, but it turns out, I have had the Nights And Weekends b-side since last year.
Freaking awesome. Nights And Weekends is the best song by The Starting Line, it’s weird though- I usually tend to favor their demo of a song more than the one on their record (The demo for Nights and Weekends is Is it True? Do You Hate Me?), but Nights and Weekends totally owns.
Dude, Mozilla Firefox is rad.
Life is awesome. I don’t particularly know why (okay, I do, and no, it’s not that), but lately, everything about my life is satisfactory. Even more than satisfactory. And I can’t help but feel selfish when I said the opposite. Especially when I really meant it.
Top Ten Songs By My Favorite Bands That I Never Truly Liked (Although, I Felt That I Should):
1. Play Crack The Sky/ Soco Amaretto Lime- Brand New
2. Globes And Maps/Ben Franklin’s Kite/Caldecott Tunnel/I Won’t Make You- SoCo (The lyrics up to the chorus are okay in “I Won’t Make You”.. The other songs, basically suck. Part of me is like, “Yeah, this is great.”, mostly out of obligation, the rest of me is like, “How could SoCo have made a song as terrible as this?!”)
3. Easy Target/I’m Lost Without You/Aliens Exist/The Party Song/Wendy Clear- Blink 182 (And, these are off the top of my head. “I’m Lost Without You” is the best song when it builds the way it does, but it is lyrically weak. “Easy Target” just sucks and I think the only reason why they added the song to the S/T was so it could flow into “All Of This” (Which is the next track, that starts with the same tabs and chords as “Easy Target”, although it is much duller) “Aliens Exist”/”The Party Song”/”Wendy Clear” are fun songs, but lyrically insignificant/incredibly stupid. Who in the world would like: “I never thought there would be/ a girl who would catch my attention/ I wasn’t out searching for love or affection/ I paid my three in/ the girls got free shots of tequila and we headed into the party/ and there she was just standing there with green eyes and long blonde hair, she wasn’t wearing underwear, and I discovered this girl is not the one and she’ll never be fun, so I should just turn and run because that night I learned some girls try too hard”???! Exactly.)
4. Weatherman - Plus 44 (Dear god, this song really blows. How much repetition can you get without throwing the record out the window?! “I’m dying…” is said at least twenty times in the duration of this song. Which is what I wish to say, as I am listening to it.)
5. Kite/Priceless- Copeland (Priceless is okay, but Kite really sucks.) That’s all I feel like writing right now. Maybe I’ll add the remaining five later.
Hmm. Looking back at that commercial now, I cannot help but make a connection between that game and domestic violence. Looking back on this now, I can’t help but feel they are promoting drug use. Oh, the internet. Full of wonderful things.
Categories: band news · craftiness · links · lists
… “with personal confidences and private emotions.”
Now that I have free e-books at at my so-called disposal, I can post my favorite quotes from it. That last one was from David Copperfield. I have nothing to do today, mostly. A part of my punishment (which, I was just informed of last night) is that my parents will not take me anywhere. Anywhere. I understand that this is a punishment, but I really wish they told me the conditions and stuck to them when I was assigned it. I hate that they have to keep modifying it as we go along just to make it worse, really. If I knew that not going out would be part of my punishment, I would have taken more time to read my book.
Now that I have tons of time to do whatever, I’m planning on: 1. Making a skirt for myself sometime. Or maybe something else, since I bought some jersey fabric uber cheap at Goodwill’s during spring break (A dollar fifty! With quite a bit of fabric included. I’m happy.)
2. Making a purse/wallet so I won’t lose my cards anymore. I also bought the cutest fabric during the goodwill run, it’s regular cotton, but it looks pretty vintage. It’s really rad.
3. Knit something for myself from Romantic Knits before I have to turn it into the library. It has lots of lace knitting patterns that I’m really looking forward to giving a try.
4. Math homework, sometime during the weekend o.O
5. Hopefully, mom and dad will go to the grocery store and get something.. We have no flour in the house and I am dying. I think I am now addicted to baked goods. Seriously- I’ve been going crazy. I offered to give my parents twenty dollars just to go to the store and get flour/butter, but they refused.
So, on Thursday I stayed in math to correct the homework I had when I was absent. Ms. Quick stayed around for a bit, and she finished grading her tests (she just had to put the homework into the gradebook), so she showed me my test, and I got to see how well I did. I was not sure how to respond, but I think that is just a habit that Ms. Quick has (showing tests in advance, I mean.) but yeah, I got an eighty five. That just made my day by a bajillion. What made me even happier was that Ms. Quick actually cared:
Me: Oh, wow! That’s awesome! That really makes my day! Thanks!
Ms. Quick: Yeah, it really made my day too, I was grading your paper and I was thinking, “Oh, please don’t let Amanda make a dumb mistake!”
And another thing, we got the test back yesterday and she put two smilie faces on my paper. In sucession. Yes.
The Wednesday following this one, mom and dad are going to take me and Andy out of school to go to a softball game in Seattle. I’m not really into softball (or any other sport, as a matter of fact) but I am into going to Seattle and getting out of school. Maybe I can convince them to let me go to Ikea, because I went on their website. Immediately after opening the window, I was thought to myself, “Oh my god, Ikea, have my babies.” And then I said it out loud and got funny looks from people. Thanks, Ikea. But the impression Ikea made was so deep, that I forgive Ikea for making people look at me funny and will still willingly offer up my money to them. I am currently in love with their fabrics.
And because I am grounded, it leaves me plenty of time to explore the interweb. Thus, the Universcale. It is pretty rad, but difficult to navigate. At least on Mozilla, I don’t know about the other browsers.
And you know what else? Plastic fork —> Halloween costume. Freaking awesome. I fell in love with Magpie and Cake since.
And you know what else else? Aesthetically pleasing websites.
Categories: Amanda being silly. Or just herself. · links · lists
… “Wish you were here… I’m not trying to sound so insincere.”
Pros and Cons of Consuming Pistachios: Pros:
-They are green on the inside
- They are more fun to open than sunflower seeds because the job is halfway done for you already
Cons:
- The un-pre-cracked ones are impossible to open, therefore, the whole point is pretty much gone.
- You cannot see the jolly green inside if it is un-pre-cracked. So there is no fun in the duration of consumption.
I’ll have plenty more time this weekend to update this.
I finished Les Miserables. The stupidest feeling in the world is being on an online forum and wondering if someone posting in a thread is someone that you know.
So the home phone rang twice. Dad’s cell then rang. Then the home phone rang again. Should I feel slightly creeped out by this? Ooh, actually, it rang twice more. By the same person. Four missed calls on our home phone, one on dad’s cell.
Not answering the phone > Whoever is calling us at eight thirty. Current bands that I am trying to get into:
- Love Like Pi
- The Soundtrack
- Shorthand Phonetics
- Sketch The Sun
So my current dude situation. I am thoroughly confused. On one hand, I think about him quite a bit. On the other- when he really is around, I feel pretty darned… Annoyed. I think I went through this with the first boy I started to like this year.
This morning I spoke with the dude I sort of… Gave up my crush on. So, quite amazingly, I did not sound like an awkward idiot. Though, I was quite speechless for a bit. It reminds me of the part from Les Miserables (I seriously started crying as I read this. Yes, pathetic.):
Then she heard his voice, that voice which she had really never heard, barely rising above the rustle of the leaves, and murmuring:– “Pardon me, here I am. My heart is full. I could not live on as I was living, and I have come. Have you read what I placed there on the bench? Do you recognize me at all? Don’t be afraid of me. It is a long time, do you remember the day, when you looked at me at the Luxembourg? And the day when you passed before me? It was on the 16th of June and the 2nd of July. It is almost a year since then. I have not seen you for a long time. You see, you are my angel! Let me come sometimes; I think that I am going to die. If you only knew! I adore you. Forgive me, I speak to you, but I do not know what I am saying; I may have displeased you; have I displeased you?”
Marius and Cosette are the best. Marius is the character that I absolutely love in Les Miserables, even though he did not allow his wife to see her father after they were married. But that was only because he found out that Valjean was a convict. Marius is the raddest character, though. But the way Hugo introduced this, oh, it was so brilliant. I started crying when Cosette and Marius finally met/got married. XD And you know, I’m not quite sure if I’m “over it” (dear god, that’s so terrible.. I have to use that phrase. It’s so.. *shudder*) because I kept thinking “he’ll never return it” (Thank you, SoCo cover song.)
Categories: Amanda being silly. Or just herself. · absolute angst · lists · nerdiness
… “And I’m not that obedient. Your heart is a grave to be perfectly honest, you mouth is a smoking gun, and you smile while you are twisting the knife in my stomach.”
I have no life. So I’ll write another entry. (There is one beneath this, if you didn’t get the hint.) Maybe I should do a meme. Yes, I should. I took it from the master of memes, A Blog Around the Clock..
Instead of writing a creative year in review, just copy the first sentence of the first blogpost of each month in 2006. Here are mine (I skipped quick shout-outs to carnivals and such): March: this is my first real livejournal entry, feeling excited right now FOR SURE. I have made a livejournal before, but this time I AM COMITTED! Geez. I was such a weirdo last year.
April: Oh my.. This is a starry surprise.
June: Yes, it is pretty late but I am wide awake with almost a clean slate.
July: Those are my new patterns that I purchased at the wonderful ninety-eight-cents-per-pattern sale going on at Joann’s today. Actually, that is the first entry. Which is private.
So here’s a public entry: It’s one oh six, and gosh darn it- I have not burned off my internet time.
August: Just going to write a quick entry.
September: “What else will John Karr admit to get free air fare?”
October: This three day weekend has been very eventful.
November: Gosh, I haven’t posted in a while.
December: Yup. I’ve joined the +44 bandwagon.
Geez, if you paid attention to that fact, one would assume that I never post here. But according to this:
Date created: 2006-03-14 02:14:35
Date updated: 2007-04-11 20:10:04, 49 minutes ago
Journal entries: 348
Comments:
Posted: 129 -
Received: 160
Three hundred forty eight blog entries. There are three hundred sixty five days in a year. Make a connection.
Bonus round of the memes: 4 movies you could watch over & over:
1. Say Anything…
2. Pretty In Pink
3. Shattered Glass
4. Stolen Life
4 places you’ve lived:
1. Oakland, California
2. Groton, Connecticut
3. Alameda, California
4. Bremerton, Washington
4 TV shows you love to watch:
1. 24
2. Anything relating to psychology
3. The Office
4. Steven’s Untitled Rock Show
4 places you’ve been on holiday:
1. Here.
2. Here.
3. Here.
4. Here.
4 websites you visit daily:
1. Absolutepunk.net
2. A Blog Around The Clock
3. All my e-mail accounts, my MySpace and Facebook accounts, all my sitemeters, etc. - this takes some time!
4. Cognitive Daily
4 of your favorite foods:
1. Pomegranate
2. Any kind of pasta
3. Anything with lemon in it
4. Anything with cinnamon in it
4 places you’d rather be:
1. In my room.
2. On an airplane.
3. In someone’s thoughts.
4. At a show.
Part three:
Seven Times Seven Meme
Seven Things To Do Before I Die
1. Visit every country in the world and spend some time in a few of them
2. Attend at least twenty shows. And meet people in the bands.
3. Make someone genuinely happy
4. Have a day completely to myself without obligations
5. Have a career in which I could travel.
6. Go to Warped Tour.
7. Keep a friendship for longer than a few years, in which we are actively best friends without “dormant” periods.
Seven Things I Cannot Do
1. Stop conceptualizing.
2. Gain weight
3. Believe in supernatural beings of any kind
4. Be athletic in any way
5. Stop being so fickle
6. Be truly optimistic
7. Be truly sociable.
Seven Things I Say Most Often
1. Awesome.
2. Uh, yeah.
3. See you later
4. This, too, shall pass (seriously.)
5. All right.
6. Whatever, dude.
7. I really don’t want to do this.
Seven Books That I Love
1. 1964- George Orwell
2. One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest- Ken Kesey
3. ReadyMade: How to Make (Almost) Everything
4. The Man Who Tasted Shapes - Cytowic
5. Psychology (textbook)
6.
7. I can’t really think of anything else right now.
Seven Records That I Cannot Live Without:
1. Untitled- Blink 182
2. Beneath The Medicine Tree- Copeland
3. LTTW/North/Ready.. Break EP- Something Corporate
4. Everything in Transit- Jack’s Mannequin
5. BOATS/SILYMI- The Starting Line
6. Nightmare Of You- Nightmare Of You
7. Your Favorite Weapon- Brand New
