Sunday, November 14, 2004

If I don't listen to Moulin Rouge soon, something will perish. Possibly a banana.
My Daddy's away for a few days on business. This means I will be late everywhere.

I mean, it's bad enough that, even with Daddy to drive, I was late to tech twice because of snow, (ooh, did I mention Friday's FREAK SNOW? YAY SNOW!), once in it and once shovelling 7 inches of it to get out of the driveway, didn't make it to mass, and was late to CCD, but now, with Mother doing all the driving, I'll be late everywhere, and sitting out int he snow waiting for late rides ... *whine*

Moulin Rouge: Elton John songs with Ewan McGreggor's face on them? Does it get better?

Today, I CLEANED MY FISHTANK! Yes, at long last, the task has been completed!

Fullmetal Alchemist: Way cool. Trigun-esque, but I think more appealing than Trigun, overall. And Ed's got the look down. (OMK, is Al not the cutest thing ever?)

If you don't remove dead fish, the other fish eat them.

The beauty of Shrek 2 is in that the cat is Antonio Banderas. It's funny to hear the cat hack up a hairball and see him do the adorable thing, but once you remember that's Antonio Banderas, it's hilarious.

I'm done now.
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Saturday, November 13, 2004

What kind of stupid people only run their weekday programming on Monday - Wednesday? Adult Swim, apparently ...
Hey. I've been at tech. And in the car. And at lessons.

There was no motown on the radio.

GO WATCH HELLBOY. It's like, Saiyuki meets Evangelion meets Rurouni Kenshin meets X-Men in the Batcave.


Clay: There is no Institute for Paranormal Research!

Bottom of the screen: "Institute for Paranormal Research. Newark, N.J."


I'm gonna go to bed before I crash and bleed out. Or the mental equivalent.


You know what? I hate my classes! Of all 7 of my classes, I think I can name 10 people who really belong in level 1! It's ridiculous! If this happens again next year, I am seriously switching out of my classes on the grounds that my classmates are bonafide numbskulls! If my teachers are as bad but my classes are better, I might be okay, but this is ridiculous! And if Kyle starts off our math class by imitating some Jamaican from a crude comedy show, I'm going to bean him on the head with a calculator!

Math class is my biggest grievance. There's that kid, my jock teacher, assorted druggies, the four people who belong in level one compared to the rest of the room, and Kate. Kate wanders in from her SAT (which is what our school calls study hall so they can get away with it, as study hall is now not allowed), and just stays and interrupts. And unless we're testing, Mr. Jock lets her stay. Next time, I don't care who objects. I'm asked Jock to kick her out.
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Thursday, November 11, 2004

How's this for a list?
Creedence Clearwater Revival's CHRONICLE

SOUL 60'S

16 #1 HITS FROM THE EARLY 60'S

TIMEPIECES: THE BEST OF ERIC CLAPTON

TOP 10 OF CLASSICAL BAROQUE MUSIC

THE VERY BEST OF THE EAGLES

Harry Chapin's GREATEST STORIES

Billy Joel's GREATEST HITS, VOLUME I AND II

The Blues Brothers' THE DIFINITIVE COLLECTION

FOLK 60'S

Seals and Crofts's SUMMER BREEZE

Elton John's GREATEST HITS

This is what happens when your father decides that, while your lack of exposure to Led Zeplin and Aerosmith is somewhat tragic, your taste in music could just be wonderful if you dropped your love of Celtic and bluegrass tunes, and therefor, goes through his collection, pulling everything he thinks you'd like out. This is about a third of said collection.

Thank God he hasn't burned all his records yet.

I haven't told him I like Blood, Sweat, and Tears yet. I don't intend to.

On the bright side, I did at last force the Simon and Garfunkel CD to burn. I couldn't get it to copy so I don't have to keep stealing Daddy's!

OOH! I finally got the latch on the bassoon fixed! See, my sister broke it, and I didn't want to tell the band director we broke his new bassoon. So I told the first bassoonist. (Then the first and second bass clarinets laughed at me.) She said to tell my teacher. She "Oh no!"ed at me. She told me not to tell my director. Take it to the repair man we all know and love dispite his crappy attitude who plays oboe and knows my pain and ask him to fix it! Only tell the director if it's expensive! Luckily, it wasn't expensive and took like two minutes to change, so it's all better now! No more will I drop pieces of the director's new bassoon on the floor! YAY!

I just realized that I have loved Creedence Clearwater Revival for years without ever knowing it.
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Wednesday, November 10, 2004

On a 60s kick.
Yep. While my specific kick is protest songs and mellow tunes, motown's also pretty present with me right now.

Okay, History Day. (My presentation went fine. The teacher was braindead and sleep-deprived, and that's a recipe for success.) I got so mad when I saw a junior's project on 60s protest songs! Since I'm a sophomore, and therefore in World History, my topic couldn't be American. And since the topic was communication, that was something I thought of. You know, 60s folkies. But alas that I could not.

But when I saw it, I kinda got mad. Cuz that was sooooo my topic! (Not to mention, they didn't mention Joni Mitchel's "Big Yellow Taxi," my first favorite folkie song.) It's not even that I couldn't have done it, but kinda that my partner would never have gone along with it. I mean, we're friends and all, but we have totally different taste in music. She rattles off songs, and I have no clue. I babble on about "For What It's Worth" and she stares at me. (For the love of God, the girl barely knows anything about Frank Sinatra!)

Next year, no one's stopping me! I am so doing something having to do with music, something important to me! No more spitback projects on Tokugawa! No more projects that make braindead teachers think you're WWII buffs, especially when he mentions something about dreadnots and you go, "Oh, I saw that on History Channel!"

Now that I'm over that ...

Sorry, but music's huge in my life. I totally suck at bassoon, and I'm probably worse on clarinet, but I love music. I love making it, and I love listening to it. My taste is rather questionable in the general opinion, but it's my taste nonetheless. Music's just one of those things that clicks with me.

You know what? The Mozart effect is bogus. My science teacher tries it on us by playing the same concerto during every test, and I don't care for Mozart, so it bugs the heck out of me. If she needs to do something Baroque, I could take Bach or Handel, but why Mozart? It doesn't stimulate me, it distracts me! It gets me all, "Wow! That clarinet is high! I wonder what the tempo on this is? Man, turn up the base! I can barely hear the tuba!" I don't start suddenly knowing what plasmolysis means! I get distracted and start thinking about the music! Then it gets very repetitive, and I would kill for someone to turn on the radio and play "Build Me Up Buttercup" for about three hours straight and force me to sing along with it! And for a good measure, make me endure Chinese water torture while I am forced to sing it.

Heheh. 10 Things I Hate About You.

Oh man, I need to get some sleep in my system.
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Tuesday, November 9, 2004

"Cecilia" is annoying. It really is.
I need to practice bassoon more. It's so unstressy ... till my lips seize up and I can't breathe and my sinuses clog up ...

THE TWO IMPORTANT THINGS THAT HAPPENED TODAY:

1) It was wicked cold.

2) This guy at my school that my crowd hates (Think stereotypical football player who picks on the nerds? Yeah, that's him ...), walked out of his history test yesterday. His girlfriend turned up and said they needed to go to guidance, but the teacher said that without a pass, he couldn't go because there was no proof he had an appointment. So he gets in a fight with the teacher, and it ends in him yelling, "My girlfriend might be pregnant!" and just up and leaving.

So, as of three-thirty yesterday, the nerd set who only pay attention to him for amusement thought it wsa just something he said to get out of there, a joke or something. Well, more details come out, and apparently ... they were at a party at a rather sketchy kid's house, and they did ... IT ...

And I mean, I think the kid's dispicable, and yeah, I could believe it of him, but still ...

It's kinda scary. I mean, I'm not so stupid as to think we're all virgins, but I mean, these are kids I've known for five years. I don't like either one, and they don't like me, but I mean, God ...

I dunno. It doesn't really affect me at all, but it bothers me. Because now, it's not even a question of rumor. It's seriously out all over the school, since he said it in front of the class and the class told everyone else because at the time, it was just a spectacle. And she could seriously be pregnant.

And the worst part is, I think, that the guy didn't even have the decency to keep it to himself. I seriously think half the reason he didn't tell the teacher quietly is because he wants it out. Like he's bragging about it.

Ugh.
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Monday, November 8, 2004

Still on a "Sound of Silence" hype ...
Thanks again to everyone who left those really nice comments about the article. I really appreciate it.

Okay ... "well-rounded" ... I think the phrase ought not mean "plays a sport and passes all classes, however marginally." Why can't it mean that you accel in both the arts and the sciences?

WHR is back on Adult Swim! *cries with joy* Everything's better the second time!

Now, if only I could get 10 Things I Hate About You and Moulin Rouge ... those are better the 3rd time ...

I can't count how many times I've seen 10 Things, actually. It's like a chick flick anthem that I have with a few friends ... plus, it's got Heath Ledger in it ...

FOTR is on TV ... which is kinda weird ... but whatever.

Okay, so ... I got the long black dress for band (we have to have uniforms now for the BOA thing). It's wicked heavy. And very generic. But overall? Pretty good for a mass order black dress.

Also, I found out that I can only wear jeans for one evening of the entire trip. Thank God about half of it will spent bussing to Indiana from Massachusetts ...

No one cares how you look on the bus.

I take that back. I don't want to spend 28 hours bussing. Of course, once we hit traffic, it's well over 28 hours ...
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Sunday, November 7, 2004

Wow.
Well ... I'm impressed by how well that article I submitted on WHR themes was received ... I was expected some ultra-liberals to grill me for using the words "God" and "Christ" or some ultra-conservatives to grill me out for using "witch" and "Christ" in the same sentence ...

Thanks, guys!

*giggles giddily* Guess who go to go the bookstore!

It was a B&N, but it had lots of selection, so it was more like a Borders! It was so nice! They sell the NGE manga there. (Uhuh ... they sell that at the other B&N and the Borders too ... I should be quiet now ...)

You know, I kind of like the manga better. True, I haven't seen teh whole of either, but I really like the art and I think I like the story's interpretation better in the manga. But I digress.

You haven't heard anything till you've heard THREE BASSOONISTS playing Christmas carols. Not that I've heard it either, but I'm dying to on Friday. It's gonna be soooooo much fun! We might play at the studio's Christmas charity concert, which would be lots of fun, get me service hours for my confirmation, and be a real shock to everyone who came for the vocal students and pianists. Yep. Nothing like a bassoon to freak the daylights out of people. So let's have three all at once.

History Day is not fun. However, though I may never need this knowledge, I can tell you an awful lot about the Enigma machine and write a mean bibliography.

The MLA website sucks. If there's nothing listed, you have to guess and make it up. How does one document a DVD extra anyway? I had to hybridize the film and interview templates as a guess. Oh well. At least I disclaimed it.
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Saturday, November 6, 2004

Everyone should go listen to "The Sound of Silence" now. I mean it.
That song is really speaking to me today.

Heheh, guess who listened to Simon and Garfunkel's Greatest Hits more than once today?

You know, I always kind of wondered where the names of the Angels in NGE came from. Thank you, episode 14!

Today, I went to archery with Tea. It was nice.

I talked to my buddy in MN too. That was nice.

I watched Witch Hunt on History Channel. That wasn't nice.

And now, I am tired, from my day of loafing and watching mass amounts of television.
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Friday, November 5, 2004

The record burner works again! YAY!
This means that I can finally get that Santana and Seals & Crofts stuff off the records!

Yeah, having spent my day bleghing through school, playing from "31 Christmas Trios for Bassoon or for 3 Trombones or for Any 3 Bass Clef Instruments" with only 2 people, and hanging out at a church retreat, I really need to go melt my brain.

MELT, I SAY, MELT!

Actually, for all that I don't like my history teacher, he's probably the only person in the building who doesn't avoid saying what should be said. I mean, sure, my sickminded history teacher last year said slightly provocative stuff, but that was because she was sickminded and she thought it would get our attention. This guy will talk about Salvadore Dali and the Nazi genetics program, and while he'll put it in nice words first, he doesn't mince words. Because you know what I've learned? There are a lot of things we should know that no one tells us. But we don't know we should know them, so we never go to find out.
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Thursday, November 4, 2004

Half day, half time, half life!
So ... since not only is my school dirt poor, but wicked stupid, rather than do the sensible thing, which is, on a three-block half day, have the class tht rotated out yesterday, the class that would rotate out tomorrow, and the class taht would be long block, so nothing is missed two straight days and no class is denied a long block, which also makes it easy to figure out which classes meet, they just randomly pick classes.

Aren't they smart?

Being a half day, I got home at quarter of noon. Having eaten at school, I had so much lovely free time! So what did I do with it? I watched TV!

Ghost in the Shell: I liked it, it was interesting, it makes you think, and while the characters are the way they are because of their lack of a dominating presence of a ghost, they are still too hollow ot be likeable. I did, however, like Batou and the "honest cop" guy. They were cool. And the thing where Matoko was given the body of a child, as symbolic as it may be, is very creepy.

Evangelion: See, the library gave me NGE 1-4, then I tried to get 5-8. That didn't work so well, so I got 9-11. Well, now that it's officially lost in my system, I can get 5-8 from another system. So I did, and I watched them, and I have to say, I liked Asuka's arrival better in the manga version. The thing on the boat was just ... odd. The manga take made much more sense, and I think it set Asuka up much better as well.

And after work? Some NECCO wafers (those are the best candy ever - teh wafers also beat the SweetHearts anyday) and clear soda later, more TV! Gilmore Girls this time though. And I won't bother giving an opinion, since the chance anyone cares is beyond none.

I'm gonna go rot my brain. Scuse me!
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