listening to: The Party – St. Vincent

little kitty bonnie baby is sick. she has kidney issues. dad said that she’d be fine to come home from the vet for a little bit.. but she’s not a healthy bonnie and may only be able to stay around for about a month. i don’t know how else to put it besides ’stay around’.. i feel insensitive. but it’s the other way around. i think i’m so sensitive that insensitive things just sound normal. she’s a ginormous part of my world. she’s my bon-bon. (see two posts below)
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lighter note?…
the translator app on iPhone is nice. it’s like deciphering a cool code. i love languages. if i thought i could do anything with it i might try out linguistics as a major or minor. eh… i’ll stick with Spanish for now.
Rosetta Stone? is that cheating..?
..when i put on this high waisted rose skirt from London i always feel so eclectic. it’s even more fun when people ask me where i got it :]

Haiti… my heart. earthquakes freak me out…

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currently listening to: MTV (Made: Show Choir)

the hospital let my dad go early because of the weather. i don’t see how it could be that hazardous. 17 degrees tonight.. psh

this episode of made is a little painful to watch. did i act like that when i was in show choir? and why do all these kids look older than me when in reality i’m older than they are? they’re trying to get to fame chicago in this episode. which is funny. because attache’ always wins that. these kids on tv probably envy attache’ or have heard of them, anyway. they probably watch youtube videos of them (just like people did when i was in encore, weird)
this is so staged ahhh

i realize that i didn’t tell anyone that i was starting to update this again, and i kind of like the feeling of knowing that no one is reading it. then i don’t feel pressured to say or not say certain things you know? emancipationz

youth in revolt looks funny? wanna see. wanna use gift cards (libbystory, wilai, migi’s) and buy pin attire prettythings.
jerseyshore tonight haha. will be watching.
loving desperate housewives season 1. i hear it just gets worse from there though.

where’s kitty?

no picture today

currently listening to: spitting venom – modest mouse

bonnie walks across my keyboard sometimes while i’m typing.

i’m gonna go work out again today which is weird. i don’t think i’ve ever worked out three days in a row in my entire life, except for when i took that really intense paul lacoste course where i worked out 5 days a week for 4 weeks at 5 A.M. … (which, by the way, i plan on doing again). looking back on that, i’m really proud that i made it through all 4 weeks (i think i missed two sessions) but i don’t think it had the same effects that it would on me now because of yaz. yaz ruins weight loss goals. and apparently causes heart attacks.

i still have so much christmas candy that it’s gross. i wish i babysat kids or something so i could give it to them. i even have one of those big candy cane shaped tubes full of kisses.

i got two $50 gift cards for iTunes and i’m not sure what CDs to buy. i already bought Neon Bible. (arcade fire at bonnaroo? KOL at bonnaroo? prince? mama, please let me go).

what if i included a picture at the end of all my blog posts of what i look like when i’m writing them?

“sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with no makeup on….”

currently listening to : antichrist television blues – arcade fire
currently obsessed with: say something – drake ft. timbaland

i’m keeping up with something significant in the new year. i fear losing my writing abilities. here’s to writing across the curriculum.

sore arms and butt from working out, but i’m going back to the gym today. i can see why girls and women who work out all the time are super content and happy, and all those girls i went to high school with can just get drunk whenever they want because they don’t bother worrying about calories.
workout, party, workout, party, workout, party.

i really did sleep until 1:30 today. my dad called to apologize for overreacting at my new year’s pictures, but really, i can’t imagine the stress that is involved with raising an 18 year old girl.

time to get off my a$$

modest mouse..
i have Crest Whitestrips on my teeth. for another 12 minutes and 40 seconds.
“you update your wordpress way too often” – jonathan o’keefe

i never update. um so i’m graduating friday. no more high school for ever ever. i didn’t cry on my last day, and i may not even cry at graduation. i mean to some extent i’m going to be sad to be leaving, but in a lot of ways i really just need a break from the high school agenda. i’m in no way putting myself above anything. but everyone can only take so much… and i’d had enough by the beginning of senior year. probably before then.
i’m just so ready to start over it’s ridiculous. and i want to watch everyone else start over. (or some of them anyway.)

when i think of something to say, i guess i’ll say it..

concerning the A.P. English Literature exam are what I dread..
‘ “No one has come forward in defense of laughter. No, laughter is more meaningful and more profound than [most think]. . . .Those who say that laughter incites are unjust. Only the dismal incites, while laughter gives light. Many things would incite man if presented in their nakedness; but illuminated by the power of laughter, they bring reconciliation to the soul.” -Gogol
Choose a novel, play, or long poem that illuminates the human condition through the power of laughter. In a well-constructed essay, explain how the work expresses one or more profound truths about human beings and discuss the specific techniques the author uses to convey these ideas.’
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My evening.

There aren’t many subjects that make me think on an extremely deep level. I don’t recall a time when I was able to rant on one subject and use big words and phrases to back myself up. I need practice in thinking. Can one practice thinking?
It is interesting, though, how I was watching something on TV about the polio epidemic in Nigeria.. and how much this one little boy squealed and screamed when he was receiving his vaccination. And I can completely remember how terrifying watching a thin needle penetrate my skin was, and how there was no way in my mind that that process could benefit me whatsoever. I guess what I’m saying is, the more innocent you are, the more you don’t understand that you have to endure small amounts of pain in order to benefit something greater. That little boy most likely didn’t realize that his little sister was paralyzed from the disease for which he was being vaccinated.. and he probably wouldn’t understand.

I am going to be so depressed without Bonnie next year.

…and I think I’ll go to Monroe this weekend.

All the babies have good homes now.

Never underestimate your grandparents. This weekend made me appreciate Grammy&Pop so much. I went to visit because Grammy had dental surgery and she’s really weak from recovering, and my mom knew if I went with her to visit it would lift her spirits a lot. Pop told me and my mom more about when he was in WWII then my mom’s ever heard before. I’m so glad I went.

Creative Writing is still a joke. We haven’t made the slightest bit of progress in any way, shape or form. I wish I had known Ms Stainton (sp?). So so so ready to be done with that place.

For my independent reading in English I’m going to read Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston. Apparently it’s like.. straight dialect. I hope I can handle it. I like books like that.

Senior party!!!!!!!!!!!!!!320981024

Bonnie(s) wobble but they don’t fall down

9:41 a.m. I’m never up this early. Actually, it’s usually on Sundays that I’m up this early. I like it.
I’m making vegan pancakes for lunch/brunch. They’re so easy. Baking soda, flour, sugar, vanilla extract, soymilk and a few other things. And since my dad is making a grocery run on the way home, I’m going to get him to pick up some blueberries.
I’m going to a Dirty Dorm party later. Like Dirty Santa, but you get free stuff for your dorm. (!) I think I’m bringing a big photo holder thing. Someone will want it.

I’m so in love with the puppies at my mom’s house. I seriously would keep all of them if I could. I want people I know to take them so I can visit them always. They’re so wonderful.
This guy on True Life: I’m a Nuyorican said something about “cahones” in a sentence. Hehe.

*Correction: Whitney did come up with the “merrily, merrily” idea. I have trouble remembering that far back.

Currently listening to: “Nothing, Then” by Punch Brothers (Chris Thile, anyone? I sincerely recommend listening to this stuff, soo relaxing).
{P.S. totally seeing them tomorrow night!!!}

Brenda seems to have stacks of workout videos. And I found a Beginner Yoga video, which I’m so excited about. Since I have the whole upstairs foyer to myself, I don’t have to worry about looking stupid, and it’ll help me de-stress. I’ve never done yoga before. I’m pumped.

JFP ends February 26th ): . I’ll be using my free time exercising and carrying out last minute senior responsibilities, I suppose.

My excitement for college grows daily. I can’t even believe how close I am to graduating.

Karaoke Senior Party March 28th? Mmhmm. Hal and Mal’s Red Room. (It’s also Jonathan’s birthday that day.. so it’ll have to be a double-celebration. Bring him vegan treats. Hint hint).

Remember that time a long time ago (directed at Whitney) that I suggested making your senior quote “Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream” ?

Well. I think I’m doing that now.