Monday, December 5, 2011

Video diary, day forty nine.


Despite my severe lack of sleep and the unfortunate resemblance to a pile of poop, today was actually quite a success. I owned several letters in English (I'm that annoying girl who loves to edit other people's work), took a nap, didn't pass out in art and then completed another successful nap immediately following that. I ate food, which is one of my favorite things to do, then went to Target with some lovely people, had some quality chats with the glorious people of the third floor and now I'm doing laundry.

The best part about today, though, was the wonderful realization I had. I realized exactly what The Decoder is missing, and exactly how I can fix it. I'm so excited! Of course, I'm quite embarrassed that I didn't realize it all sooner, but I'm learning as I go along, so come on.

Classes wrap up on Wednesday, and Thursday is a designated "study day", which actually means that I will be writing, eating and sleeping like a total boss. Get ready, because things are gonna get crazy.

Listen!
Monument - Carina Round
My Baby's Better Than Yours - Meg & Dia
I've Got A Dark Alley and a Bad Idea that Says You Should Shut Your Mouth - Fall Out Boy
The Con - Tegan and Sara
Lullabies - All Time Low

We're model material, wouldn't you say so?

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Video diary, day forty eight.


This is the most disconnected my thoughts have been in awhile. I drank a lot of coffee and I honestly don't know what's wrong with me tonight. I've been doing a lot of talking to myself and reading about Scooby Doo. I rolled a pomegranate across my keyboard and managed to turn of my touch pad. I'm talented like that.

Early today I received an email letting me know that one agent isn't the one for me. Although I was initially a little bit sad, it's totally okay because there are hundreds of other agents and one of them will be exactly the total boss that's right for me. So I will not give up. NEVER SURRENDER!

Last night was Delta Gamma formal and it was rather awesome. As I said there would be, a goldmine of cute pics came out of the event. I don't know what it is about wearing a dress and heels that brings out the super model in me. (the last one is super awkward on purpose... I sent it to my mom and told her it was the only one we had time for. She caught my bluff.)


Saturday, December 3, 2011

Video diary, day forty six.


Busy Friday was busy, but it went very well. I didn't sleep through English (which was a very real possibility due to the coffee consumption of last night), I spoke my mind and used nice words, we accomplished nice things during the Harry Potter Club council meeting and I think that my interview went really well. I hope that I get the counselor job so I can influence my kids. That's the real goal: brainwashing.

Now, in my English class today, a piece of work was read aloud to us by a fellow student. I'm not easily angered and I'm not incredibly confrontational (ask Kelsey. The last thing I'd ever be sorted as would be Gryffindor), but her work upset me to a point at which I had to tell her that it was absolutely horrible. I have a problem with people who are cocky, have a bad attitude towards work and/or authority, who think they're the most hilarious person to walk the Earth, despise their parents and let everyone know it, and a whole slew of other things. I've never met a person who embodies all of those things until this year, and I hope that I never come in contact with such a personality again. Anyway, she read aloud to the class about how she is an amazing writer, didn't need the course, and made it fun by injecting her personality and personal knowledge into the essays. She went onto state that she didn't care about the course, going so far as to address the letter to "Those Who May Judge Me" and signing off as "Careless College Freshman". The cherry on top was the mispronunciation of epitome, and thus I volunteered my critique for the first time all year.

Wow, that ended up getting much longer than I thought it would. I just have a lot of feelings about writing, I guess.

Anyway, because of my busy day, I haven't done much book writing, except for reviewing the bits I wrote yesterday. Surprisingly, I still like them, and they flow well with the rest of what I had on that part. I'm full of surprises lately.

Songs!
The Immigrant Song - Karen O.
I Miss You - Incubus
Heavy Rope - Lights
Forever in Love - Brighten
In Our Bedroom After the War - Stars

I'm oblivious to assassination attempts.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Video diary, day forty five.


Today I actually forced myself to pay attention in French, because our exam is coming up very soon and I refuse to get a B without a kicking and screaming fight. This led to me only writing a little bit, but it was very, very good and very important. Like I mentioned in the video, I was simply rewriting a scene that I've written a thousand times, but I think I finally got it right. Hallelujah!

I was out shopping with Demi today, and found three Percy Jackson books for a grand total of just six dollars. Needless to say, I was about to cry and I made sure everyone knew about it as soon as possible.

This upcoming weekend is super busy but I'm going to find some time to write even if it means I have to multitask, which I probably will have to. Luckily for my "Cute Blogging" folder, formal events always yield a great deal of awkward pictures of me, so I'll have plenty of new material. And I'm going with Tyler, so the pictures are definitely going to be, ah, interesting.

I want all of you to know how I'm doing my hair for formal on Saturday. This is absolutely essential knowledge:
http://www.keikolynn.com/2011/07/hair-tutorial-braided-do.html

I sort of really wish that I didn't have to wait until Wednesday for the new episode of American Horror Story. It's physically painful. I hate being strung along by a TV show like this. Curse you, Ryan Murphy!!

Listen to these quality songs:
Do You - Carina Round
Us - Regina Spektor
Therapy - All Time Low
Smarter - Eisley
The Writer - Ellie Goulding

Demi says that sometimes I look like a Rage Comic.