last blog

well, this is the last blog of the year :] i don’t actually have all that much to talk about at this moment in time; in all honesty, i’d much rather be reading my new book, which i hope to finish today. ummmm…it’s kinda nice that the year is almost over, although i’m also upset because we’ll be seniors next year; a distinctly unpleasant thing to be, in my opinion.

my finals will all be relatively easy except for chem, which is inordinately difficult – luckily i have a guaranteed 5 extra points if i wear my tie-dye shirt on the exam day. other than that, i have 2 finals done already, and i’m pretty sure that i did fairly well on them….score! that’s is for now.

QUOTE: I don’t suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it.

music

now, although the title of this blog may lead you to believe that i’m going to be discussing music with anything resembling talent, i will have to correct that idea and say, for the record, that i do not know very much about music. i don’t really adhere to different styles nor do i care what you think about the music i like. i am not going to conform to anyone’s standards concerning music, so please don’t comment me about how much you hate, like, or otherwise feel towards one band or another; i don’t really care. that’s not to say that you shouldn’t comment about this blog, but i don’t want people who get all uptight about their musical preferences to yell at me about this band or that. if you want to suggest a band to me, that’s all good.

as i meant to start this blog, though, was to mention an interesting character i stumbled across last night. He’s called Miyavi and he’s japanese. the main reason i mention him now is mainly to say that he plays the guitar amazingly well; it’s insane.

on the subject of uptight people and their musical taste, i wrote that only as a warning to people who really take their bands seriously. i don’t, not really. i mean, if i like a band, sure, i’ll find out a little more about them than i normally would, but i don’t stick to one style of music and scream at the thought of anything else. some people seem to get really upset with me over the idea that i only like one song by their favorite band or that i like more songs by a band they think of as crap. it’s stupid; a little while ago in art class, this senior (who’s gone now) said that My Chemical Romance wasn’t a rock band [or something along those lines] and then proceeded to say that all the members of the band should die. now, i myself find that more than a little extreme, not to mention offensive, but i didn’t scream at him or shake him or hit him over the head with a stool. nope, i just calmly asked what made him think the bands he liked deserved to live any more than MCR did? he didn’t really answer me, but it prompted this little rant-y bit.

QUOTE: “The trouble with him is that he lacks the power of conversation but not the power of speech.” ~George Bernard Shaw

pencils

really short pencils are pretty sad…you know, when someone sharpens the hell out of a nice normal pencil and turns it into this pathetic little version of its former self; a version that you don’t want to use because it’s all short and painful to hold…i always find that pretty sad. i think that’s why kids today prefer using mechanical pencils: their height never changes, it’s a constant. that’s nice to think about; one of those little things that always stays the same.

in the end i think that pencils are like life; people don’t like it to change and, therefore, they run away from that which reminds them of those changes. like pencils, which get shorter and shorter the more you use them.

QUOTE: “The constant assertion of belief is an indication of fear.”

blargh

yeah, not feeling the blogginess so much today

ummmm…well, we do have about 2 weeks, give or take, of school left – i guess i’m supposed to be excited about this, but it’s a rather unremarkable situation. i’d really just like to go home and stay there forever, without leaving it for anything – at the same time i dread going home because i have a rather unappealing list of jobs to do; none of which i desire to do. then there’s this summer and the rather terrible and unenviable job of picking corn at freaking 5:30 in the morning >< thus my “blargh” title, the exclamation which i will now repeat in utter disgust: BLARGH!

QUOTE: “I used to be disgusted; now I try to be amused.”

senior year

it seems to me that senior year is a bigger pain than it ought to be…i have to take all these classes that i don’t want to take, and that don’t help me at all. then there’s all the extra effort and class meetings that i have to attend, not to mention the fact that my best-friend won’t even be there. it’s disappointing and aggravating and i feel that i don’t even need to be there – why should i bother? it’s stressful and a huge waste of time; i feel no attachment to most of my classmates, i don’t care about graduation, or senior parties, etc… it’s a waste of effort, time, and money. in my 3 (soon to be 4) years of high school, i haven’t gone to a dance nor have i gone to any of the class meetings, etc… it’s such a waste of time.

QUOTE: “Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them.” ~Dion Boucicault

change

the human being is a remarkable thing…especially when one considers human-kinds ability to adapt to changes. i don’t mean a person’s ability to accept change, but the humans’ ability to adapt. every year in high-school, students leave; friends you thought would be around forever are gone forever. but every year, students return, and everyone adapts; it’s amazing that the human psyche can handle these constant alterations. at least, i think it’s amazing.
the thing i find not-so-amazing is humankind’s inability to accept change. like this school, for instance; the town and school are so small, and have seen the same families, the same well-off brat-children over and over. nothing changes, nothing is expected to change. but when something new comes, they fear it; they attack it. i don’t understand it; maybe i’m just too logical or something (as people continuously tell me). it doesn’t even matter; the fact remains that these people are intolerant and stupid and no one does anything about it. they accept this intolerant mindset and even go so far as to explain it away; excuse it. it’s unacceptable, and it makes me glad, im sorry to say, that I’ve only got to put up with them for one more year.

QUOTE: “Anger and intolerance are the twin enemies of correct understanding.” ~Mahatma Gandhi

A.P. Exam

never, ever take an AP course…unless you’re really, really interested in the subject matter. they’re a pain in the a**! i just took the AP US History test and it sucked!!! really, we started the whole shebang at 8am and it ended at 11:26ish. >< Gah! i was done with the 3 essays about 45 minutes early and i had to sit there the entire time. i couldn’t work on other stuff, couldn’t read, i couldn’t even leave the bloody room!!! ugh. well, enough of this.

Quote: “Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils…” ~ Louis Hector Berlioz

scheduling

scheduling sucks…really, i do not envy authority figures their scheduling dilemma’s. so many issues arise from moving just one class, it’s not even funny. like this AP english, physics etc… problem we’re having; now we’ve turned the english elective into an Honors English 12 class, but it’s all confusing and aggravating. bleh, i really do not begrudge mr. burger and mrs. bonneville this task. now i wonder if all teachers have to put up with this nonsense…and if they do then that is terrible.

Quote: “I am definitely going to take a course on time management… just as soon as I can work it into my schedule.” ~Louis E. Boone

conformity

what does it mean to conform? i was discussing this with a friend and it occurred to me that everyone has a different idea as to what, exactly, they believe “conforming” means…to me it means compromising one’s values to fit in; compromising your beliefs to make life easier. i’ve never really had a problem with conforming, but i feel that a lot of conforming occurs which people don’t see; my sentiment is inclined towards the idea that people don’t see the true personality of their friends – sure, a best-friend, maybe, but not all of their friends…it’s curious to think that someone you know, an acquaintance, even, could be hiding or changing their true personality, their true ideals, just to fit in; just to have everyone like them. that’s actually rather disturbing, i think…

QUOTE: “Be who you are and say what you feel,
because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
~Dr. Seuss

yelling

Have you ever yelled at a computer before? i do all the time. it’s funny how we get so angry when a computer is slower than usual, or doesn’t work properly…i was talking with my friend and she said that in a recent test some scientists conducted it was discovered that humans feel as betrayed, if not more so, as if a friend had stabbed them in the back. that’s so odd, and stupid! how is it that we become so attached to inanimate objects that when they don’t work properly, we feel betrayed? it’s pretty ridiculous and fantastical, but i have to admit that i feel pretty angry and betrayed when my computer doesn’t work; even when it takes a lot longer for it to perform some task — fortunately, a lot of my anger is derived from the fact that the computer is supposed to work at a specific rate.

QUOTE: “Whom computers would destroy, they must first drive mad.”