| Collegey goodness |
[Apr. 3rd, 2008|09:21 pm] |
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So my Ivy League did not reject me ... but they didn't accept me, either. I was waitlisted. 23,000 students applied for admission there. They let in 1800 and waitlisted 1000. So I'm one of under 3000 students that they didn't just reject. Heck yes! I'm quite pleased with that. I'm actually going to put my name on the waitlist for kicks; they don't require a deposit to do so, like most schools, so why not? The chances of my getting a spot from the waitlist are pretty slim, but that's okay.
Why is that okay? Because today, just one week after my financial aid application was finally, finally completed, and after all of my panic about money because of the stupid FAFSA, the University of Chicago sent me a financial aid package. And I can afford it.
*cries* |
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| Oh wait - I have a LiveJournal? |
[Mar. 22nd, 2008|10:48 pm] |
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Colleges applied to: 6
Accepted at (currently): 3
Denied at (currently): 0
Waitlisted at (currently): 1
Scholarships (currently): $40,000 over 4 years at one school, $60,000 over 4 years at another
Financial aid: Unknown apart from scholarships
Screwed over financially (thanks, Dad) at: 1
Of course, the school I want to go to most has accepted me, with the thick envelope and the housing information and everything...but it's the one my father has screwed me over at. So, while it will probably be too expensive to attend anyway, I won't find out that it's too expensive until probably the end of April. In the meantime, they'll just keep stringing me along and getting my hopes up. Sigh...
But I do have an amazing prom dress. So I guess that's something. |
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| Anna started it! |
[Nov. 27th, 2007|07:31 pm] |
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These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing's users. Bold what you have read, italicize what you started but couldn't finish, strike through what you couldn't stand, and underline the ones you plan to read soon.
( The bookies ) |
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| A little blood, some Mozart, and one high B flat. |
[Oct. 17th, 2007|10:15 pm] |
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The open heart surgery field trip today was completely fascinating, but enough to let me know that being a doctor is not the career for me (like I didn't already know that, but whatev). I had never really thought about what an open heart surgery would include before; duh they have to open the heart, but I'd never really thought about what that meant. The slicing through of the layers and the stopping of the heart and the machine that looked like the suction thing dentists stick in your mouth to suck up spit but sucking up blood. Sluuuuuuurp. It was nasty. While I'm not overly fond of people sticking their hands into somebody else's chest cavity, the bypass itself was really cool. Our doctor had a sense of humor, and squirted an artery a couple times before attaching it. Early in the surgery, somebody asked if all of the poking and prodding of the heart had any negative effects on it, and he says, "...yes and no," and then starts poking/pushing/drumming on the heart for us. It was funny in a terribly wrong sort of way.
Have I mentioned lately my undying love for Chorale? Particularly when our concerts kick butt? Yeah, probably. After a week of being frustrated and banging our heads into walls, our concert was fantastic. Take that, "but-you'll-never-be-as-good-as-last-year"-ers. A bunch of graduates from last year showed up to support us ("support," for many, here having the meaning of "hope that we would do badly so they could privately laugh about how everything went to hell in a handcart after they left and think that since they left, the golden days of the CHS music program are no more"), and they were impressed. Everything went so very well, and tomorrow in class we should just have a huge love fest as Mr. Nesseth smiled through everything we did. It was a very good sign. |
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| 'Twas the first day of senior year... |
[Aug. 22nd, 2007|08:01 pm] |
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Day one of school, and I had to spend several hours doing homework.
@#%&
It's that AP Physics class. Mytych is trying to scare some of the class into regular Physics, I think, so she gave us two packets (one long, one short) due Friday, two quizzes on Friday, and our first lab and test next Tuesday. And since I'm working after school tomorrow, I had to do all of it, basically. That and reading for Calculus; reading for a math class is infinitely worse than reading for an English class. But other than my math/science classes, I think the rest of my schedule should be good. I'm excited for AP English; our list of readings for the year is fabulous. Chorale is, well, Chorale, and Band is usually fun. My internship with Nealeo should be entertaining at the very least, my independent study should be just fine, and Family Living seems like it's going to be an interesting/amusing class.
My parking space is terrible, and my locker is only convenient on A days when I'm in 239 every other period, but I'll just get used to running around and it'll be fine. I'm very excited for Pygmalion and can't wait for auditions - casting the play means, to me, that the fun part of the year has begun. There's a Drama Club starting this year and Nesseth wants me to sort of student direct it, I guess, so I'll have to start thinking about that.
The day I played tour guide to the most obnoxious group of freshmen alive, I realized something as I walked around the school and ran after teachers to say hello. While I don't miss getting up early, or stupid classes, or the HOMEWORK, I do end up missing the bizarre people at Central when summer comes around. So while I'm sorry to be back in school for a lot of reasons, there are a few that make it worthwhile. Just a few, though. |
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| Just call me Moony... |
[Aug. 11th, 2007|08:23 pm] |
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 | You scored as Remus Lupin, You are a wise and caring wizard and a good, loyal friend to boot. However sometimes in an effort to be liked by others you can let things slide by, which ordinarily you would protest about.
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Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is...?
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It occurs to me that I haven't updated in a while. Actually, LJ is telling me that I haven't updated in a while. Really, nothing is new. Band camp was bearable, and fairly successful, I think. Chorale boot camp was oodles more pleasant than band camp, and also successful. Work has been fine, I just don't get enough hours. However, I should have $3000 in my bank account before school starts, which would be amazing. I would only be $500 short for the trip without any fundraising or money gifting occasions factored in. If I could make a couple hundred more dollars before Klein's closes for the season, I could not work over the holidays and just start up again there next April. HOORAY. I've gotten my college nonsense in some sort of order; I at least know what has to be done/written and should be able to get a chunk done before school starts. Oh, school. I'm very sad that summer is going to be over soon, but I'm not dreading going back to school. I mean, I'm excited for senior year, but not for not sleeping until next June. Oh well. Our fall play next year is Pygmalion, so I'll be praying for Eliza for the next couple of weeks. I've already started working on bad-British and good-British accents, as dorky as that is. I should finish my summer reading some time in the next week, and maybe we'll actually get out to buy school supplies before school starts. What a novel idea that is.
Our lot is still up for sale, so please tell your friends/family/acquaintances/total strangers who might want to move into the area that it's there. |
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| My Schedule: The Update |
[Jul. 9th, 2007|11:27 pm] |
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Semester 1
A1: AP English - Nemec
A2: Chorale - Nesseth
A3: AP Calc - Keil
A4: Band - Struyk
B5: AP Physics - Mytych
B6: Independent Study - Bradley
B7: Internship - Neil
B8: Family Living - Semmen
Semester 2
A1: AP English - Nemec
A2: Chorale - Nesseth
A3: AP Calc - Keil
A4: Band - Struyk
B5: AP Physics - Mytych
B6: Independent Study - Bradley
B7: Computer Keyboarding 2 - Scott
B8: Health 2/First Aid - Twenhafel/Nelson
It only changed a little, but I'm okay with it. I had already figured that I probably wouldn't be able to intern with Mr. Nesseth because he teaches so few theatre classes; he's only teaching third and eighth period semester two, and since AP Calc only runs once and my first five periods being locked means that my Health 2 class is locked, I'm out of luck. It's going to be a little weird doing the internship with Mr. Neil after everything, but hey...I'll send him an email to let him know (and also to find out what class I'll be interning for...) and see what he says. My independent study is now a full year; I would have obviously preferred to drop Keyboarding to Web Site Design, but it will be a blow off and easy A that shouldn't really give any homework, so I'm okay with it.
Oh - if you need to make a schedule change, I would email your counselor like...now. I emailed mine yesterday, figuring that I'd probably have to call next week because I'd get no response, and had an email back from her this afternoon. And she fixed things for me (at least as much as it needed to be fixed so I didn't go crazy). It was awesome. I'm content with my schedule now; I think it's pretty well balanced. I have two AP classes a day (my independent study is AP level) and two non-homework or blow off classes. And I do love that after three years of having awesome A days and slightly less awesome B days, the trend continues. My early bird classes are always B days, too (part of the reason my A days are always better, do you think?). So...that's my senior year. I think it will be good. |
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| Because it's the cool thing to do... |
[Jul. 8th, 2007|10:08 pm] |
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My schedule, at the moment:
Semester 1
A1: AP English - Nemec
A2: Chorale - Nesseth
A3: AP Calc - Keil
A4: Band - Struyk
B5: AP Physics - Mytych
B6: Independent Study - Bradley
B7: Internship - Neil
B8: Family Living - Semmen
Semester 2
A1: AP English - Nemec
A2: Chorale - Nesseth
A3: AP Calc - Keil
A4: Band - Struyk
B5: AP Physics - Mytych
B6: Web Site Design - Scott
B7: Computer Keyboarding 2 - Scott
B8: Health 2/First Aid - Twenhafel/Nelson
And here's what's wrong with my schedule:
B7 both semesters is completely wrong. My independent study with Ms. Bradley is supposed to be a full year long. I don't know where the hell that Keyboarding 2 class came from - I never even took Keyboarding 1. And if they think I'm going to waste time my senior year on a Keyboarding class, they are sadly mistaken. I passed the flipping Consumer Ed test, so I don't need another one of those credits. The only way I would take it is if I could drop Web Site Design, just so I have my half Life Skills credit I need to graduate. Semester 1, that internship with Mr. Neil, is also completely wrong. For those who don't know this story, I tried to do an internship with him - oh yes, I tried, did the application and everything - but was turned down because I hadn't taken enough history electives. Even though someone who actually got an internship had less history electives than me, she was just going to have more after next year...but it was fine. I decided, hey, the history department doesn't like me, I know who does. So I filled out the thing to do an internship with Mr. Nesseth. When I went to see Knewitz at the end of the year to make sure she had my schedule right (it was correct at the time), she had me down for an internship with Mr. Neil. Because guess what. My name was on the list of people approved by the history department for an internship, the list the history department gave her. After all that. So I don't know who screwed up - Mr. Neil when he told me I couldn't be an intern, the person who informed Neil I couldn't be an intern...either way, I was done messing with it, and opted to stay with my theatre internship. At least, that's what I told my counselor. She ignored me, evidently.
I've already sent her an email about it, so hopefully this week I'll be able to begin the long, slow battle to get it fixed. I know my A days are pretty much locked (they look pretty awesome, though - Nemec-Nesseth-Keil-Struyk is a good combination), but there are three periods on B days that should could change. Family Living and Heath 2 have to run all the time, and there has to be another Bradley class in there somewhere. |
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| Anybody need a lot? |
[Jul. 5th, 2007|07:55 pm] |
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So my summer has been, in all the normal ways, uneventful thus far. In the abnormal ways, it has been a little more interesting.
Life around my house has been...unpleasant since summer started. Yes. We'll call it that. There's a rift that suddenly appeared between my grandparents and my mom over completely stupid things. Not joking: they're completely ridiculous (my grandparents are being ridiculous, not my mom). What it comes down to is that my mom, brother, and I will probably be moving some time in the next few months. Not out of district - Mom knows how awful that would be for us, and me in particular (can you imagine leaving the district for senior year? Ugh). We're looking in Burlington or in one of those subdivisions off of 20 - Randall Ridge and a couple others near there. There's also a house for sale off Empire somewhere.
My mom owns the lot next door to the house we're living in now, and our ability to move depends on the sale of that lot. That's the fund for the new house, basically. The real estate market sucks, pretty much, but our lot has been on the market for two days and our realtor was surprised by the number of inquiries she's gotten already. So while that doesn't mean it will sell soon, it certainly isn't bad news. If you know anybody who wants to move into Hampshire and yet send their kids to District 301 rather than 300, send them our direction! Selling the lot will be a great relief.
So it's going to be awkward for a while around here, and there's no guarantee that moving will make anything better, but...it seems there's nothing else to be done. And...that's my life currently. Just to make it more interesting. |
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| I know about the Internet. It's a pastime! |
[Jul. 4th, 2007|11:06 pm] |
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You'll be getting a more in-depth entry from me tomorrow or Friday, probably, but today Rob and I had fun talking to SmarterChild on AIM. Why is it so much fun to insult and yell at something that can barely form a coherent sentence in response...?
( It began with mauve... ) |
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| A movie, anyone? |
[Jun. 22nd, 2007|10:21 am] |
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I put in my contact lenses today for the first time since...well...probably Alice in Wonderland. It's pretty impressive.
Is there anybody here I might be able to convince to go see 1408 with me? It got three stars out of four in the review I read...it should be good! It's a horror movie but not super scary, I guess; it's based on a short story by Stephen King about, basically, a haunted hotel room. It's only PG-13, too. I read the short story, and it was interesting - not entirely sure how they turned a fifty-page little thing into a movie, but I still want to go. Anyone? |
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| C'est la vie, I suppose. |
[Jun. 17th, 2007|09:58 pm] |
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Have you noticed how the people who think they are doing what is best for you are often the ones making your life worse?
How could one justify condemning another as "bad" for someone, when their own actions are infinitely worse?
As the song goes, it's the bitch of living, I guess.
I'm in the middle of Waiting for Godot at the moment. I knew the scene we did for Theatre Night was long, but I didn't realize it was that long. It took me forever to just read it. I memorized more lines than I thought I did. The entire play really is just like that scene, though. Just as random, just as senseless. It's enjoyable.
I'm finally starting to get more hours at work, which means I may in fact eventually be able to pay for the European extravaganza next summer. My fingers are crossed, anyhow...
This is a very random entry, and I'm not expecting most of it to make sense to anybody but me. So don't be concerned. |
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| A little Orwell and a W.O.M.B.A.T. |
[Jun. 15th, 2007|08:47 pm] |
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If liberty means anything at all it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.
-George Orwell, The Freedom of the Press
I found that quote today flipping through a book at Barnes and Noble. I thought it was cool...
Today, I took my W.O.M.B.A.T. Some people are taking ACTs or SATs, and I took the W.O.M.B.A.T. It's a test you can take on jkrowling.com about Harry Potter-verse (think O.W.L. or N.E.W.T., but we Muggles can take it). My mom was the one who found it (not me, I swear!); she wanted to see what would happen if you took the test but didn't want to take it herself, so she told me how to get at it and sat in my room while I took it. It's a 35-minute test over mostly stuff that you won't know even if you've read the books. There's a whole section matching Ministers of Magic to the great catastrophe of their career, a couple of questions on the goblin rebellions, and generally a lot of things you just have to make educated guesses on. I don't know how I did yet; it takes a couple of days for the "Ministry" to score your answers and then you can get your marks and see if you passed or not. I'm thinking there's a good chance I failed. If you'd like to possibly fail it, too, just go to her website and click on the eraser. You have to do some other nonsense to get at the W.O.M.B.A.T., but just click around in that room and you should figure it out pretty quickly. |
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| Did you realize...? |
[Apr. 25th, 2007|10:47 pm] |
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Hey readers.
Most of you, I mean. The juniors.
We just took the ACT. Did you realize?
I will admit that it didn't hit me that I'd taken the big, scary ACT until hours after we were done, and even then I just had an "oh" moment and went on with life. I guess I expected it to be more...I don't know...more something. More frightening. More impressive. More difficult. Less like every other standardized test we've ever taken in our lives.
I didn't think it was that bad. I felt surprisingly good about the math section (which may mean I did badly...), I literally could have taken the English test twice I had so much time left over when I finished (and I even took my time doing it - I spent the rest of the testing period checking answers very, very slowly to kill time), reading was, well...reading, and the science was a little nastier than the practice test. And the writing was pathetic compared to Groom's class. Overall, I felt it went...well. I'm a bad judge of test scores, though. It just felt like a normal standardized test, and I typically score well on a normal standardized test, so I hope I didn't choke in the home stretch. I really, really do not want to have to retake it.
So what did we think? I hope nobody had too bad a time with it. It was definitely draining, but I think that was because of its length rather than difficulty. Testing for four hours is hideous under any circumstances. I've been told the most difficult question on our test tomorrow is along the lines of, "Does the sun rotate around the earth, or vice versa?" so I don't think we have anything to worry about. |
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| A very token update. |
[Apr. 3rd, 2007|09:07 pm] |
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Today, Ginger gave me a bad time about becoming the person who only updates like...once a month, if that. And...yeah. So...I think it's too late for me. But in a token gesture of something or other, I am here, updating, to show why I haven't updated in a while.
In short: very little has happened, in an every-day-after-school kind of way. Les Miz, of course, but I think everybody who reads this knows it was amazing and spectacular and everyone said it was close to professional. Um...spring break was eventful in an uneventful sort of way. I came down with the Les Miz Plague (100.4 degree fever, woo), got a job (hooray!), visited a few colleges, saw a few movies (300 and Blades of Glory), and that was about it.
Since Anna started the trend, I would have to agree that 300 is a good movie. It's kind of a guy movie, as some people have said, but the sheer number of six packs in the film is impressive all by itself. Plot/visual-wise, the movie is part Lord of the Rings, part Gladiator, part Arthurian legend, and part Braveheart. Every Spartan in the film looks familiar (though I have yet to IMDb it fully and find out who they are), and since before I saw it friends were running around doing the Spartan yells it did have sentimental value.
The first day back from break, I stayed after school, went back for Women's Chorale, and did homework between and until I went to bed. It sucked. Just in case I had any illusions about fourth quarter being maybe less crazy than the rest of the year, I had Monday. Today, however, was much better. Time to sit down. I'll be spending an awful lot of time at school in the next month and a half-ish. I'm now in Alice in Wonderland (playing the Duchess, a part I know next to nothing about), directing a scene from The Crucible for Theatre Night, doing the scene we wrote for Theatre Night, and possibly being in another scene for Theatre Night. All of these things culminate within days of each other. I'll be doing a lot of memorizing soon. I also get to miss a lot of school in April. WYSE takes away two days, Nesseth's field trip gets me out of a half day, the PSAE happens on school days but we don't have any classes then... (Has anyone studied for the ACT, by the way...? I sure haven't...)
There you are, Gingie. An entry. Uninteresting, I'm sure, but an entry. I dedicate it to you. |
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| A new title, a crazy schedule, and a little sunshine. |
[Mar. 2nd, 2007|08:49 pm] |
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People seem to enjoy giving me titles. It's something they do. Often I'm "ErinKelsey" (yes, one word). I've been called everything from cardiologist to vampire hunter to professor to the foreigner. But as Ginger and I were discussing today, my newest title doesn't really fit in with the others. The title? Battle wench.
Yes, battle wench. I believe Logan is the one who coined the term. At a Les Miz rehearsal last week we blocked Act Two, and most of the act is battle scene after battle scene. For those unfamiliar with the plot of the show, the battles are part of a short-lived and unsuccessful revolution against the French government. It's a bunch of college students taking on the National Guard because they think the people are going to rise up and fight with them, and then the people...don't. But we get some great songs and tragic deaths anyway. Anywho. The guys/students on the barricades do the battles and a group of girls gets them ammunition/rolls bandages/other sundry things, and in the end we all get shot and die. It is difficult to describe how thrilled I am that I get to die on the barricade. It sounds weird, but I wanted to be one of the revolutionaries from day one. I get to spend Act Two with the students (many of whom are good friends) and then get shot. I get to die fighting for a cause we all, apparently, truly believe in, since we all have many chances to leave and stay alive. It's a rather romantic notion, but I like it. Not dying, of course, but I enjoy that I get to fight the good fight. And be a battle wench in the process.
I feel a little like I'm going crazy trying to get everything done as Les Miz picks up momentum, but things have been going well so far. It's been more difficult dealing with my brother some days than it has been getting homework done before rehearsal. My grades are solid, the concert was surprisingly awesome, and I get to be a battle wench, which made my month, pretty much. So now I have one more concert, that Academic Bowl meet, and then Les Miz, and I can take a week or two off. Which will be very nice.
Little Miss Sunshine is my new favorite movie. I loved it the first time I saw it, and then loved it even more the second time. I got it for my birthday, so I can now watch it over and over again and learn all the lines and all that good stuff. I hope everyone has seen it - it's definitely worth a rental if you haven't. |
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| Since we already had a Colbert themed post today... |
[Feb. 18th, 2007|10:11 pm] |
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Fox has come out with a show similar (I use that term loosely) to The Daily Show/Colbert Report, but instead of using far right grandstanding to make fun of the far right, they're using far right grandstanding to make fun of...the far right? I suppose it's supposed to be liberals, but they may as well be making fun of themselves. Curious to see how pathetic and truly, truly not funny this show looks to be? There are two clips:
http://onegoodmove.org/1gm/1gmarchive/2007/02/comedy.html
http://youtube.com/watch?v=YjIfaMwIFxU
It's actually kind of pathetic. If they at least had a funny joke or two it might not make me cringe so much, but they don't even have that (apart from never being able to match Stewart or Colbert, of course). Don't think the show will last too long.
In other news, three days until my birthday, my homework is done, Les Miz all day tomorrow (hooray?), and I have my monster monologue memorized for our Theatre III scenes. Hooray! Don't know if I have my other little one-liners memorized, but the big thing is done...I think actually writing the monologue (we had to write our own scenes for the project) really helped memorization, because it took me very little time to get it down. It made me happy. |
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| Because it seems to be the thing to do... |
[Feb. 11th, 2007|08:33 pm] |
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The soundtrack of my life (stolen from Ginger and Anna).
1. Open your music library
2. Put it on shuffle, for every question, type the song that's playing
3. Press play
4. When you go to a new question, press the next button
5. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...
Library: iTunes, of course
Opening Credits: "The End" - Stephen Warbeck/Shakespeare in Love (That's...ironic, haha.)
Waking Up: "Somebody To Love" - Queen (I'll wake up to Queen any day!)
First Day At School: "Mustang Sally" - Wilson Pickett (Riiiide, Sally, riiiide!)
Falling In Love: "Jumpin' Jack" - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy (Falling in love? Um...kay. I guess love will be jazzy/bluesy and full of loud bass lines. Yes!)
Fight Song: "You Could Have It So Much Better" - Franz Ferdinand (Ahahaha. It kind of works!)
Breaking Up: "One Day More" - Les Misérables (Meaning I won't do much breaking up? I was pretty decisive about it, but maybe in the future...)
Prom: "Circle of Life" - The Lion King (...kay.)
Life is good: "Memory" - SUGARCULT (If you say so...)
Mental Breakdown: "Bring Him Home" - Les Misérables (This would be a repairing from mental breakdown song, I guess - I do love it.)
Driving: "Don't Know Why" - Norah Jones (I like my driving like I like my love: jazzy/bluesy.)
Flashback: "For Good" - Wicked (Whoa...one that is pretty appropriate.)
Getting Back Together: "Lose Yourself" - Eminem (Uh...can't make this one valid, no matter how I try.)
Wedding: "Don't Stand So Close To Me" - The Police (That one actually works!)
Birth of Child: "Crazy" - Gnarls Barkley (I'll think I was crazy for getting pregnant, maybe.)
Final Battle: "Fantasies Come True" - Avenue Q (Now that's just hilarious.)
Death Scene: "Soul" - Matchbox 20 (Okay...I can live with that.)
Funeral Song: "Find Your Grail" - Spamalot (That's a good message to have associated with me. I like it.)
End Credits: "Hello, Goodbye" - The Beatles (How perfect!)
I made a slight change to the rules - I did skip some songs, but only those that are my brother's/somebody else's music and I don't know them. There's a lot of stuff that isn't my music, so I just went with mine. I didn't skip anything for coolness purposes (as you probably were able to tell, haha), just so you know. |
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| I <3 Billy Collins |
[Feb. 7th, 2007|09:26 pm] |
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Nostalgia
by Billy Collins
Remember the 1340s? We were doing a dance called the Catapult.
You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade,
and I was draped in one of those capes that were popular,
the ones with unicorns and pomegranates in needlework.
Everyone would pause for beer and onions in the afternoon,
and at night we would play a game called “Find the Cow.”
Everything was hand-lettered then, not like today.
Where has the summer of 1572 gone? Brocade and sonnet
marathons were the rage. We used to dress up in the flags
of rival baronies and conquer one another in cold rooms of stone.
Out on the dance floor we were all doing the Struggle
while your sister practiced the Daphne all alone in her room.
We borrowed the jargon of farriers for our slang.
These days language seems transparent, a badly broken code.
The 1790s will never come again. Childhood was big.
People would take walks to the very tops of hills
and write down what they saw in their journals without speaking.
Our collars were high and our hats were extremely soft.
We would surprise each other with alphabets made of twigs.
It was a wonderful time to be alive, or even dead.
I am very fond of the period between 1815 and 1821.
Europe trembled while we sat still for our portraits.
And I would love to return to 1901 if only for a moment,
time enough to wind up a music box and do a few dance steps,
or shoot me back to 1922 or 1941, or at least let me
recapture the serenity of last month when we picked
berries and glided through afternoons in a canoe.
Even this morning would be an improvement over the present.
I was in the garden then, surrounded by the hum of bees
and the Latin names of flowers, watching the early light
flash off the slanted windows of the greenhouse
and silver the limbs on the rows of dark hemlocks.
As usual, I was thinking about the moments of the past,
letting my memory rush over them like water
rushing over the stones on the bottom of a stream.
I was even thinking a little about the future, that place
where people are doing a dance we cannot imagine,
a dance whose name we can only guess. |
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| Observations on the human race |
[Dec. 23rd, 2006|11:44 pm] |
Perhaps I was just looking more closely at the world today, but I was able to find highly unusual things in the most mundane and normal places.
1. I believe my mother and I today sighted the elusive crazy cat lady outside of her house. Hard to believe, I know, but she fit the profile almost perfectly. Little, old, and cranky. We saw her in Jewel, in one of the lengthy lines to get to a checkout today. She was right in front of us, which gave me time to examine the contents of her cart. They are as follows:
~39 cans of cat food
~16 cans of dog food
~1 box of cat food stuff
~1 bunch of bananas
~1 package of paper towels
~2 packages of paper plates
Yes, I counted. That's how long we were in line. But she had 55 total cans of food for pets plus the box, whatever that was. How can a little old lady buying that much pet food not be a crazy cat lady?
2. In church today (the place didn't burst into flame when I walked in, surprisingly), my mom, brother, and I were seated directly off in the corner, looking at a statue of Jesus in the arms of his mother after his crucifixion. It was hard to avoid examining it, and as I looked I noticed something peculiar. On his left leg, just above his knee, was a spot that was unmistakably a lipstick print. Someone kissed the statue. Someone wearing very pink or red lipstick. It was, I decided, about where a tall person who was kneeling would be able to reach, but that didn't make the whole thing make any more sense. For one thing, a person who would feel inclined to kiss a statue of Jesus would not be wearing that kind of lipstick, and you'd think they would be mortified to leave a blemish on the statue and at the very least would have wiped it off. Unless it was to prove they'd been there, maybe? If that's the case, they negate any real religious meaning behind such an act and it becomes a selfish one.
And that was my day. Interesting, no? I did very little other than that - Rob is very entertaining when he's hyped up on Christmas. That's all I really have to say, except to wish everyone very happy holidays. I thought about posting that tomorrow, but I doubt I'll be online, so as I typed this post I thought, "Why not?" Happy Holidays, all. Merry Christmas if that's what you celebrate. I hope everyone has a spectacular couple of days. |
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